BANG Disclaimer: I don't own any of the
characters, settings, or etc. from Naruto. Naruto belongs to Masashi
Kishimoto. This is purely a work of FanFiction. WARNINGS: May
contain adult situations, graphic naughty yaoi (that means gay sex),
profanity, violence, and more. There might be spoilers, but they are
pretty old spoilers, mostly. Lol. This story was written for
EvilSanninsLover on Y!Gallery, as part of an art trade. Yes, I trade
fanfics for fanart, sometimes. She requested ItaDei. This fic should
be about 3 chapters long. Enjoy. Chapter 2:
Story
# 0226
by Kaline Reine
Memories came flooding back to him. He remembered being at his hideout, fighting for his freedom, and his art. The Uchiha had shown up, just like he'd been warned. He knew Akatsuki was after him, long before they had come. But this was Rock Country, and there was nowhere left for him to run to. It was fight or die, because he knew that he would never join such an evil organization as Akatsuki.
Even his own Village had disowned him. They hadn't appreciated his art, and what it meant to him. They were not able to see the beauty of it. That was what had drove Deidara to become a missing-nin anyway. But now that Akatsuki had their sights set on him, he knew he wouldn't be getting away easily.
He was struggling in his bonds, when Itachi heard it and woke up. He'd only managed to sleep for a few hours, on the adjacent bed. They had fortunate enough to get a room with two beds. He could sense the blond trying to use chakra to cut through the wire, and smirked.
"That's never going to work. It's reinforced with chakra. Even your explosives couldn't blast through that… If you had any."
Deidara would have answered him, but he was gagged. He grunted something that sounded suspiciously a lot like "Fuck you!"
This only amused the Uchiha even more.
"We need to talk about you joining our organization. Akatsuki is-"
"I know who you are, and what you do, un!"
"Then why are you so opposed to joining?"
Deidara looked crestfallen then. "I don't see what good can come from blowing up things, un. I mean… Not for destructive reasons. My explosions are art. They aren't meant to hurt people."
"But explosions can still feel very good, Deidara-san. Whether you are doing it for the sake of… what you call 'art' or to suit our purposes, it's still the same. Plus, you'll make good money working for Akatsuki."
The blond scowled. He didn't like this guy. "Are you implying that I don't know what art is, un?"
"Not at all. I'm only saying that the reason you do it doesn't matter. The end result is still art."
Itachi certainly knew how to talk to people. He had learned from an early age how to get exactly what he wanted, every time. If he hadn't wanted the clan dead for his own purposes, as well as to test his strength, then they would still be alive. It was as simple as that.
He would be lying if he said he didn't wholeheartedly want this man to join the same organization that he himself belonged to. There were many reasons for it; so many ways in which they could enjoy each other's company. The more Itachi thought about it, the better that sounded. And watching the sinful way the gorgeous blond squirmed in his chains wasn't making it any easier for him to control himself. He liked the way Deidara moved, and wondered if he should tell him so. But he opted not to. Not yet, anyway…
"The reason behind it is what makes it art, yeah!"
He was getting more angry, which was only making Itachi hotter by the minute. The Uchiha could feel the lust burning angrily in his loins now. It had been so long since he'd felt release… He was still trying to fight these urges, however. He couldn't afford to do this on a mission.
"Very well," Itachi calmly sat on the edge of the bed, to which Deidara was tied. "I see that I cannot change your mind about art. Everyone has their own views about that. But that doesn't change the fact that you are going to join Akatsuki… And you're going to like it."
His personality seemed to change abruptly. Deidara had thought that maybe he was going to make it out of this situation alive. But now, he somehow doubted that. There was malice in the dark-haired man's eyes now. He just looked… evil.
Deidara jumped a bit, when he felt a hand rubbing his butt. When the hand gave a slight squeeze, for emphasis, he squeaked. "What are you doing, un?!"
"You said you didn't know what good could come from explosions…" The sound of a zipper going down could be heard, as Itachi pulled off his pants. "Well I'm going to show you just how good an explosion can feel."
The blond was still struggling. 'Is this crazy nukenin about to do what I think he's going to do, un?!'
Itachi knelt down at the front of the bed, and leaned down to kiss him. Their lips melted together in a sweet but quick touch, before Deidara pulled away. This only seemed to amuse the Uchiha. He forced another kiss on him, and this time it was passionate.
A tongue penetrated his lips, pressing slowly deeper, mimicking what Itachi wanted to do to him with other parts of his body. Deidara inhaled a breath, just as Itachi exhaled. He could smell the lust in the air. The kiss was hard and deep and slow. And slowly, he felt he was losing himself to the delightfully warm, almost fuzzy feeling. The warm flesh was thrusting inside of him, making him feel like he'd never felt before.
Itachi moaned into the kiss, when he felt the blond start to respond to him. Their tongues lapped at one another for a long moment, while he let his hands wander down the bound man's back. He felt him shudder beneath his touches, before he stopped.
"Hm, you'll be willing to join us in no time," Itachi purred.
He got off the bed then, and went to get something from inside his cloak. Deidara couldn't see what it was. But he squirmed uncomfortable beneath the Uchiha's gaze.
"This is unacceptable, un!" He glared upwards at the man who held him prisoner. "Keep your tongue out of me!"
"Oh, it isn't my tongue you should be worried about…"
His prisoner trembled, as he ran his hands all over his body. There was nothing Deidara could do about it, because he was tied down to the bed. Itachi moved behind him, and straddled his back then. Deidara grunted at the extra weight, but he knew saying anything about it was useless and would probably only lead to more trouble.
"Do you know what BANG stands for?" Itachi licked a hot, wet path along the shell of his ear, before he could stop himself. "Hm?"
Deidara thought for a moment, and struggled to turn his head around to look at him. He could only see Itachi out of the corner of his eye. "Banging my Ass is Not Good, un?"
"Nice try," The evil Akatsuki member actually chuckled at that. "No, it's for… Banging Akatsuki feels…" He trailed a small path of kisses down Deidara's spine, as he slid off of him. "Nnnnh, Great."
"Yeah right, un…" He muttered.
Deidara didn't remember exactly when it had started to feel good, and when he had stopped struggling. But he didn't care anymore. He was lost to all the pleasure that could be had from the sinister Uchiha that loomed above him.
He felt something cold moving down his back, and it felt like a kunai. But he couldn't see what Itachi was doing. A hand rested just above the curve of his ass, and the metal dipped down further. There was a tearing sound, as Deidara's pants were cut away. He shivered in fear, but tried not to show it. He was afraid that Itachi might cut him with the sharp blade, but also… He knew what a man like that could do to him, in other ways.
Once the blond was completely exposed, Itachi couldn't resist. His nice, round butt was just so nice, and soft… His muscles twitched as soon as the Uchiha touched it, and he began rubbing soothing circles over the skin.
Smack!
Deidara let out a yelp as he was spanked. Itachi smiled. He liked that reaction.
"That's it… Make more pretty noises for me, koi."
He'd never been treated like this before, and it made him feel so small and vulnerable. Deidara couldn't get away from the warm touches. No matter what he tried, the restraints stopped him from moving. He was at Itachi's mercy.
"Let me go, un!" He began struggling again, when he felt something hard pressing into his thighs from behind.
Itachi parted the delicious white globes, and groaned at the sight. It didn't look like Deidara had ever been with anyone before. Or if he had, it wasn't recently.
He took out the lubricant that he'd gotten from his cloak earlier, and proceeded to smear it across the pink pucker that guarded Deidara's entrance. The blond groaned, as he felt a finger pressing into him, stretching and preparing him for more. But the time there were two fingers, he was panting.
Itachi was completely silent, but he was fighting an internal struggle not to just rape him right now. He had to be patient… His mission was to convince him to join Akatsuki, not scar him for life. That would just force him further away. He could not let himself lose sight of the mission.
The thought had crossed his mind that this sort of thing could get him in trouble. But he was fairly certain Deidara wouldn't say anything to anyone about it. This was too embarrassing. And he was enjoying it too… Pein probably wouldn't care what he did to get the valued bomber to join Akatsuki, as long as he accomplished his goal in the end. And if this was how he could do it, then this is what he would do.
"Ohhh…" Deidara tried to stifle a quiet moan, but the older Shinobi had heard him.
He didn't say anything yet, but Itachi continued to molest the moaning man under him. Deidara was at his mercy, and they both knew it. He reached around him to grasp his firm erection. He smirked when he found the blond was hard. He was definitely enjoying this.
"Well, it would appear you are enjoying this more than you let on," Itachi purred. "I'm tired of wasting time."
He mounted him from behind, and the two were pressed together, skin rubbing against skin. The Uchiha penetrated him, pushing further into the silky depths. He was met with a lot of resistance at first, but Deidara moaned once he was all the way in, and arched his back. The friction felt so good… The room was filed with heated moans in a matter of seconds.
Itachi wanted to make sure Deidara knew who he belonged to. Dark purple nails scraped across his back, as he clawed into the delicate skin, leaving his mark there. There would be no escaping now. There was only the two of them, and the pleasure. His thick length slid mercilessly in and out of the tight hotness…
"Ah, ah, ahhh, unnnn!" Deidara cried.
"Does it feel good?" There was a sexy purr from behind him.
"Y-yes… Right there, yeah!"
This made Itachi feel warm and tingly. He was pleased with himself. He'd accomplished this mission. He knew that there was no way the blond could refuse joing now.
"If I untie you… Are you going to run away?"
Deidara shook his head no, but he didn't speak. He knew Itachi was probably only toying with him, and wouldn't believe him anyway.
As soon as he'd answered, he felt Itachi's weight shift, to lean onto him more. He was still thrusting at a slow pace, as he used his own kunai, infused with his chakra, to cut through the chakra wire that held Deidara down.
In all honesty, Itachi still expected him to at least put up a fight. He half-hoped he would, because that would give him an excuse to tie him up again. But that wasn't what happened at all. His member slipped out of the tight warm channel it was encased in, as Deidara flipped over to face him. Itachi moved to rest between his legs. He wanted to be inside of him again. Soft lips pressed up, into his own.
"I want you, un…"
"Deidara-kun," Itachi moved a lock of his hair out of his face. "I-"
He was cut off again, when the kiss resumed. Tongues tangled together, and Itachi felt Deidara's ass grinding against his hard cock. He slid back in with a moan, and Deidara clenched around him.
"Ohhhh… Dei– AH!"
It was a constant battle for him not to cum yet. He felt the lust slowly building inside of him. And now it was so unbearable. Itachi could barely stand it.
To his surprise, Deidara was gazing at him longingly. Blue eyes sparkled in what little light there was in the dark room of the Inn. When exactly had this transitioned from rape, into something mutual? The Uchiha didn't know, and he certainly didn't care. He could have his way with him now, whatever he wanted. He could tell, just from that look, that the blond was now his to do with as he pleased.
It wasn't long before two pale, slender legs wrapped around his hips, and practically held him prisoner, pulling him deeper. Itachi's pace had picked up rather quickly, and by this point he was pounding in and out, slamming into Deidara's ass before pulling out only to plunge back inside.
Before he could control it, something inside of him snapped. Itachi cried out his release, and spilled his seed into the warmth that pulsed around him. Deidara felt so dirty, when he reached completion, just as Itachi had his orgasm.
The two of them collapsed together, panting breathlessly.
"Deidara…"
"Hm?" The blond rolled lazily over to one side, sliding out from beneath him, as he looked into Itachi's deep, dark red eyes.
"Stay with me…?"
It was both a command, and a question rolled into one.
"Of course I'll stay with you, un. But I still won't join that stupid organization."
Stubborn as ever, he turned with his back to Itachi, and tried to go to sleep. That had taken a lot out of him. The Uchiha was tired too, but he still found the strength to curl up next to Deidara's side, and place a protective arm around him.
They could fight about it in the morning.
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A/N:
I kind of got stuck with several parts of this one. XD I will admit
it's hard for me to write sex scenes but it's also fun to do.
Lol. There is one more chapter left to this one. I hope you're
enjoying it. I love writing about evil Itachi! I didn't know a lot
about Deidara's back story, so I had to improvise. I am so sorry it
took so long for me to get this chapter out! I have a splitting
headache right now. Chapter 3 coming soon. ;) -Kaline Reine