I am back (I seem to be repeating that). I just noticed that I've been writing these stories of mine for nine years already. In May I turn thirty and it scares me like nothing else. I wanted to write something dark once again, this time about darkness chosen. Something good always comes from bad, like flowers pushing their way through a forest fire area. Even in darkness, my happy ends are there – because we make them ourselves. Do enjoy and review!
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Pairing: Sasuke x Naruto
Summary: His pitch-black eyes are constantly following you and the anger gathers into your fingertips. You have been mistreated before too, so what is one more, when it was your choice? At least he pays for your services, right? SasuNaru. Rated M for sex and language.
Disclaimer: I have no rights over the characters or whatsoever (do not sue me Mr. Kishimoto), I am just loaning them and returning to the rightful owner (Mr. Kishimoto).
Bend and Break
Naruto, you are flunking, my teacher tells me while sighing audibly. She has put her glasses on top of her head wanting to look like the thing she spouts is grave as death itself. So, I ask her looking sternly into her grey drooping eyes and I so want to smack this bitch up. You are not dumb and I hate to see you acting on your impulses, she continues, but I am not really listening. The anger and hatred is already tingling on my fingertips and I feel the venom pushing through my veins and skin. God, I hate this whore.
This is your last year in junior high school, I am not saying you should make it count - I am saying do not dare to stick around for another year, she huffs. Finally we are talking, I grin maliciously. Yeah, yeah, you little dipshit, get back to class, she grunts and I thank her for the entertainment. I am an adrenalin addict and when I get mad, I lose all reason. A god complex and anger management issues supposedly. The answer is simpler than that, I fucking hate people.
I actually go school, every now then at least, since if I do not, then my foster dad will beat me up and as much as I would love to kick his face in too, he is big. It takes time to heal from those bruises. The apple does not fall far from the tree, even if they are of different species. We both know it. I am staying at home until I can get the fuck out, though staying is a bit far said about the couple of hours at night I spend there. The rest of the time I stay out drinking and smoking and occasionally whoring myself to get money.
Basically I keep interaction at minimum in school and no one wants to even breathe the same air as me, which works for me. Thus I cannot really comprehend this nerdy guy who sits behind me and fucking stares at me all the time. Sasuke something, who fucking cares. He has been doing that for a while now and it gets me ticking. He has got black rimmed glasses, greasy black hair and the goddamn son of a motherfucker is fat too. His pitch-black eyes are like glued to me and they burn a fucking hole into my back. I try to behave, I really do, but he makes it impossible.
You fucking faggot, I grunt as I leap from my chair towards him, but I am stopped by other guys and finally the teacher, who makes me go to the principal's office. Sasuke does not even flinch and keeps staring and following me with his gaze. I am not going to the office, but instead I stay near the door waiting for everyone to leave. Sasuke always stays behind. God knows for what reason. To blow the teacher perhaps. He is the only one in the classroom again and I motion towards him. The worst of my fit has dissolved at that time, but it does not mean that I can stand him.
What the fuck is wrong with you faggot, I grunt and push him against the back wall. Sasuke is half a head shorter than me and I raise him upwards with my fists, crumbling his shirt while doing so. He does not say anything, does not even let out a single noise, which annoys me to no end. He succeeds in making this feel pointless, which surprises me slightly. Stop fucking staring at me, I hiss and it is as if I am talking to a ragdoll. Fuck you, I tell him and let go. He is passive still and fucking keeps staring.
This keeps on happening basically every day and I am fuming inside, but I have to behave so that I can get out of this shithole. We have only four months' worth of school until I am fucking free from this and my dad, and this son of a whore cannot take that away from me. Every pore in my system fumes from anger and it is fucking hard not to vent it out. After PE and school I decide to stay behind so I could actually kill Sasuke or something alike it. I am so sick and tired of the shit and yet again he is the last one to leave the building, which is fucking hilarious. It is like he really wants to die.
I return to the locker room, where I find him putting his stuff back to his bag. You really do not have any self-preservation instinct, huh, I ask him and his movements halt. I am going to kick your face in, so that you cannot even look straight anymore, I groan at him and his pathetic posture. He does not move, does not run, but faces me and I keep thinking he is one stupid fuck. I push him hard against the locker room by his throat and really look at him. You are one ugly motherfucker, I tell him and what does he do? Pulls his arm from his side and runs it down my left cheek caressing my skin.
I fucking see red and mount my fist into his stomach until he is bent over. Oh, you better stop doing that, if you want to keep your arms intact, I sneer and twist his arm until he is on the ground. He has not even said a word yet, which I kind of admire. Then again, you seem to adore me so much that I think you should blow me and it is not going to be free either, but I have the feeling you would want to pay either way, I keep sneering in a singsong voice to him. Sasuke looks up from his position on the floor and I am sure his eyes glint.
I start unzipping my pants and I am actually amazed inside how he waits it like a dog. Even a horse has a mouth, I grin and take my dick out. Show me how much you want me, I order him and he gets on his knees and begins. Sasuke takes my cock into his mouth and begins feeling it up with his tongue. He is sucking and bobbing his head quite greedily and I let him do that for a while. You should remember that I always have the final word, I tell him and pull his face into my groin so that he chokes on my cock. You better learn to deep throat, if you want to satisfy me, I tell him and begin fucking is throat all the while he gags.
Again it is like the anger begins to evaporate until I empty my load into his mouth and Sasuke obediently swallows and chokes in turns. I pull him up and tuck my dick back in my pants. I am not free, I smile radiantly at him and he starts to rummage his bag for his wallet. Tears have pooled on his cheeks and his breathing still sounds funny, but I feel content. He offers me everything he has in his wallet and I lean in to look him in the eyes. If you want more, keep the money coming, I breathe into his ear and he shudders. I leave him standing there on his own and on my way out I have to congratulate myself for the easy money. This could actually work, like steady income of sorts and looking at his wallet, Sasuke sure is loaded.
Thoughts? Comments? Anyone?