Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

I hope you fall in love with this :3


A breathy moan escaped his lips,

betraying his overwhelming feeling of fear.

His hands,

long slender white fingers of an artist,

gripped on the others shirt tightly,

begging for more without vocalizing his need.

He wanted this,

a twisted desire that brought a tough mixture of bliss and pain,

setting every cell in his body on fire,

scorching his insides with a heated passion.

His light pink lips were now bruised

with the constant clashing of mouths and desperate tongues,

his neck littered with love bites,

claiming him.

The poison,

a dark purple death,

ran through his veins,

sealing his fate within minutes.

But spending his last conscious hours,

wrapped in his deep embrace,

penetrated,

he was in heaven already.