Hey here parts of a story that I just read.
It's called: The Cost of Fair Play and it by: Pesha from AFF.
The Cost of Fair Play
Generations have stood behind the old adage "all is fair in love and war." Why shouldn't I? He knew what he was getting when he accepted my...offer. After five years of begging for love -Sakura's love-, he was willing to take what he could get...what I offer him is not more than he deserves. Innocence is for the weak. This is not about love.
Except talking. I hate to hear him talk. Nonsensical babbling. It drives me insane. It's only the sex I want. I don't love him. I can't. I'm too old to love a boy. I can't rebuild my clan without a wife. No. I don't love Naruto. I just want his sex. This is about the sex. This is not about love.
don't want tenderness, dobe. I want it the same as ever, as always. Hard, furiously animalistic. Strip me of my humanity. Make me feel.
He wants so much to believe that it is a sign. A sign that he is loved by this Uchiha child. I let him believe it. I encourage it. I have never told him I love him aloud. I would never lie that way. This is not about love. It's about sex...and power.
Why do I make him hurt me? He's more prone to tantrums than torture. I know that. I don't really like the pain either. I just like the…later. The later that comes when he is gone and I am alone…but I still feel him. I feel him inside me for days after he goes…on missions, to visit others who are not me, wherever. I feel him inside me and I know that, no matter how much he loves her, he's still fucking me. That delicious thought fills me with enough power that I feel invincible. I envision myself winning this imaginary battle with her. This is not about love.
I'm going to feel this for days. I hope he leaves soon. I don't want him to look at me now. Not like this.
All may be fair in love and war, but, now, I can't help but wonder the cost of fair-play: loss, pain, regret, lies, denial. The death of my clan. Perhaps it can be about love. Some day.