Huge Disclaimer.


The cell they arrived in was dark, but warm, and it took Naruto a few minutes to take in all the details. Most people would be scarred when seeing so many tools that without any doubt was made for torture, but for Naruto it was intoxicating. He was a ninja, to master tools like this was his life, his devotion, his purpose in life, and because of that, seeing something like this didn't scare him.

He turned, and with a smile in his eyes he took in the posture of the masked man who brought him here. The man was watching him, waiting, just looking at him, but his energy was still the same. Deadly, focused, raw and wild. Naruto let his head fall back, just a little, and let out a soft half moan half sigh, and with his right hand, he pulled down the zipper on his jacket while he started to back up against the bench in the middle of the room.

The very air he breathed was on fire, he needed to cool down, all these clothes were in the way of what he really wanted. He arrived at the bench, threw his jacket down beside it on the floor, and laid himself down on his back over the bench, trying not to loose sight of his company. He let his hands caress his body, hissing, gasping, putting up with a show to lure his partner into the game.

Do you want me?

His length was pulsing, and he knew that it was showing. No orange cloth could hide an erection like the one he had at that moment.

He let his hands wander across his black mesh top, and down to his waist line, so close, so close. He let his eyes linger on the other man as he pulled the zipper down, and although the reaction was small, he was sure he could see the other man twitch.

Once the zipper was out of the way, he let his thumbs slip down along his hip bones, slowly lowering the pants from his body, revealing his black tight boxer shorts, and now he was sure he could hear the man breathing deeper. He let the pants fall down to his ankles, and now let his hands caress his upper body again, not holding back his moans and lustful desire.

Arching his back he started to pull off his mesh shirt, but was stopped when he got it over his head. The man was there, although he had not seen the man move, he was now hovering over Naruto, and they could both feel the warmth and want from each other.

The man held Naruto's hands over his head, in a bundle together with his mesh shirt, and he had to bite his lower lip to cease the moan from coming out loud.

"Damn, I just want to ravage you..." The man hissed it, like he was holding back with all his might.

"What are you waiting for...I want it...please, I want it." He started to squirm, his need growing by the second.

The man hissed again, and pulled his head back a little to get a better look at his delicious little vixen. His left hand came to life on its own, caressing that smooth, golden skin that was presented before him. So inviting. So tempting. He took a harder grip on the hands of his prey, who did that biting on his lip thing again, drawing the white tigers eyes to that soft looking mouth. So innocent looking, but so deliciously seducing. His hand took its journey down south, fast, and took a firm grip around the prey it found down there, his hand stroking the hard length in exploration.

This time it was the blonde who hissed, and bucked his hips, bringing them into almost contact, so close, so close. The white tiger watched with pleasure as Naruto squirmed and threw his head back under the rough handling of his dick and balls, and he kept increasing the pressure until he could see tears in those azure eyes. He kept going for a while longer, wanting to see more of those crystal clear tears, wanting to hear more of those sounds that had both pleasure and pain dwelling in them.

But even after doing those things he still wanted more. More than those sounds, more than those looks, more than he could get like this.

He freed Naruto's hands from the mesh shirt, but not from his grip, and pulled the boy up, further back on the bench by lifting him by the arms. The boy did not seem frighten by this, he had put trust in the white tiger not to hurt him, not to kill him.

Trust, it was such a long time ago the man had seen trust in his partners eyes. Normally he only had to bring them here to see it disappear in their eyes. This one was different.

But he wanted more than this. So much more.

Without wasting any more time, he strapped and buckled down the younger mans hands and arms to the bench, earning a moan and some more squirming from the blonde. He started to circle the boy, trying to decide on what would soon follow this action. His eyes fell on the black boxer shorts. He walked up to the boy, without letting that black cloth go with his eyes.

With one hand over each hip, his black gloves on that black boxers, holding that body close, he gave a few trusts against his little vixen. He placed his fingertips inside of the cloth and let them follow his hands down those long legs, that willingly lifted a little to help him. Now their game could begin for real.

Naruto knew that he should be worried, at some level, considering his past. The fact that he carried a fox demon was not always such a loved fact in this village, and he did not know for sure that this man meant him well, but, although he knew all those things, his body and what it was telling him was stronger than the logic in his head.

This was hot, this was damned hot. He was about to get nailed by an ANBU.

This thought made him lick his lips in anticipation of what was to come. And he would not be disappointed. When he was all naked, and laid there willingly, waiting for the white tiger to make his next move, the man started to undress. Slowly, elegantly, he removed his clothing. By this time Naruto's erection was so hard that it pointed right up against his belly. But the man just removed his arm shields, his gloves, and his vest, then he picked something up from one of the tables beside them, and walked up to Naruto, placing it around his head.

It was a blindfold, and now he couldn't see, just hear, just feel, just be right there. He pulled on his restraints, moaning, knowing what was about to happen. He could hear the soft rustling of clothes as the ANBU removed the rest of his clothing. Without a warning, just moments after, a warm hand closed itself around Naruto's length, tight and hard. Naruto wailed and thrust out his hips, feeling skin contact at last against his body, making him more needy, more ready. He could feel the desperation of the other man. He could feel the power, the lust, the primal being that held him in his control.

"Tiger..." Naruto moaned it out in pure bliss, and started to squirm as the man gripped his right nipple between two fingers, twisting it hard.

"Say it again." The man growled it out, voice more rough, deeper, desperate than before.

"Tiger-san..! More, please!" And the man bit down on his shoulder, marking him, growling deep.

Tiger wanted this to last much longer, he wanted to do so much more then just this. Pulling back he took a look at his creation, a dark bite mark on Naruto's left shoulder. He decided that he liked this look, it looked good having his mark on this delicious body. There was only one thing he could do about that – and that is to do more marks. Many, many more marks.

He worked the blondes nipples with both his hands now, making them hard, swollen, sensitive. When he was happy with those he pulled back and had another look. Naruto laid there, with a little drool on the side of his lips, panting, still rock hard and ready.

"I'm going to mark you, in all the ways I can think of, my supreme little vixen."

Naruto let out a moan, he couldn't wait, he wanted it, he wanted this badly.

The white tiger went for one of his jackpot pieces right from the beginning, the red and precum drooling dick, his to play with, his to pain, his to please. He chewed on those balls, firm and round, tight up against the body. Naruto lost control of his mind, his feelings racing. Pleasure, pain, it was the same thing. The man tortured his dick, with weights, with his teeth, a leather strap that prevented Naruto from coming, over and over. As one ended, another started again, and Naruto could do nothing but to FEEL it. The pain, and the pleasure, he had no control over his most private of body parts, and it was intense, so intense.

He was gifted with nipple clamps, making him gasp, making him throw his head back and forth. The man used wax, hot, and painful, but it was the good type of pain, a pain Naruto had never felt before. He was decorated over his arms, belly, nipples and legs with it. To his relief though, it avoided his private parts, for now anyway.

Every now and then he could hear the man working his hand over his dick, while looking and his creation, and Naruto wished he also could have his hands free to touch himself, but at the same time, he wished it not. This was so good, so good so good.

The man suddenly released his hands, but not for long. With a smooth movement, he flipped Naruto on his belly, and while he whimpered and moaned from the pleasurable pain of suddenly having his sensitive nipples under him, the man fastened his arms and hands again.

"Tiger..." It was needy, he couldn't hold out for much longer.

"Yes my vixen, I know...such a good little vixen, so good." And his heart swelled with the praise, his pulse picking up. He moaned, and let his hips hump the bench under him slowly.

"Ah, tiger...please, please!" He needed it so bad, and he would be granted what his heart desired. He could feel hot breath on his backside, the man taking deep breaths of his neediness, the smell of not only willingness but also the smell of attraction and lust.

This young man wanted this, this young man wanted him, wanted his brutality and his frustration.

He could wait no longer, licking his own hand, and coating his cock with as much saliva as he could, he stroked Naruto's puckered entrance a few times with saliva coated fingers before lining himself up and trusting in. Naruto howled, and pushed back, the white tiger hissed, growled and kept on pushing harder. He soon set up a punishing pace, thrusting in hard, bearing his teeth at the intense pleasure and digging his fingers deep into the soft flesh on Naruto's hips.

"Tigehr-sahhhh...ngh!" Naruto couldn't even finish the name, as the air in his lungs was pushed out with every thrust the man did. But he did get his answer, as the man bit down hard on his neck and just kept on mounting him, minute after minute, into the hours, into the night.

And so it begun, the addiction, the lust after the most dangerous kind of partner, the type that so many others dared not to follow into the bedroom. The type that would hurt you, and enjoy it, the type of men that could kill you with a flick of their fingertips. But to have sex with them, and to feel that explosion of energy and blood thirst, need, lust, and brutal fulfillment, it made it all so worth it.

And what started with one, was soon to be followed by others.


TBC.