A/N: Ok, part two! Yay! Lemon alert! XD I have a tad of Konan bashing. Sorry. Maybe it's my unfounded jealousy because I paired her with Temari... hmm... XD Enjoy! Disclaimer: I don't own these characters.
Pein lay awake in his bed that night, staring up at the ceiling. He had tried to think of all the love he and Konan had shared, but for some reason, he only saw a pair of strange yellow eyes and a crop of green hair.
Konan caught Pein's arm as he walked down the hall, spinning him to face her. "Listen, about yesterday-" she started, before Pein placed a finger over her lips.
"No. Don't bother. I understand. We've been together since we were kids, and you didn't know how to tell me you were interested in someone else."
"That's not it!" Konan cried. "It's just… Madara was so…I-"
"It's all right, Konan. I understand. I slept with Zetsu last night." Konan's face fell.
"You're kidding. Zetsu? He's even uglier than Kisame!" she cried. Pein shrugged.
"Still a better lay than you," he replied coolly. "I'll admit it was kind of gross, but I don't think you two can even compare. You can go fuck Madara all you want." Konan licked her lips.
"But… Zetsu?" Pein smirked. It was all worth it just to see her face.
"Like I said, incomparable." Konan threw up her arms, leaving Pein standing there. As she left, however, Pein's super ninja hearing caught the sound of someone else fleeing the scene as well. Confused, Pein was instantly running in the other direction, easily capturing the eavesdropper. "Zetsu?" he asked, grabbing the teen's arm. Zetsu wiggled, trying to free himself from the iron-like hold Pein had on him.
"Ah, please, Leader-sama, we meant nothing! We know you want to marry Konan! Go ahead! Please let us go, please! I wish you happiness, please, please, please just leave us be!" Zetsu squirmed even more now, prying at his leader's fingers. "We know you don't like us, please just let us go! We don't mind, honest! Let us go, please, please?" Pein held his arm only tighter, until he whimpered in pain, finally ceasing his struggling and looking up tearfully at Pein.
"How much did you hear?" Pein growled ominously. Zetsu sniffled fearfully.
"E-everything. We know Konan slept with Madara so you slept with us because we're ugly, but we knew that! We knew you only really ever want to be with Konan! Just let us go, we promise not to bother you ever again!" Zetsu struggled again, but Pein pulled him closer.
"Are you crying?"
"M-maybe…"
"No." Pein sighed, pulling Zetsu into an embrace. "Stop it." Pein furrowed his brow.
"H-he d-didn't mean it."
"Yes I did. We'd give ourselves to him if he only ask."
"Wasn't it you just last night telling me not to be picky?"
"Last night I thought I understood him. Today he's turned down Konan, and is now holding us. We may come when called, we may be his little cheating toy, but if he's just going to use us, we'd rather he ask." Zetsu's voice grew gravelly on the last sentence. There was a long silence.
"This is assuming he'll sleep with us again."
"True. But if he's not going to, we'd prefer it if he removed his hands-"
"He doesn't mean that, Sir Leader-sama! Like you said last night, teenagers are raging with hormones, he doesn't know what he's saying. Please, I… I don't mind if you're holding me… really, I don't… mind… I don't care if you think I'm ugly and disgusting, at least you'll look at me, unlike anybody else, so I don't care." Zetsu shivered against Pein's chest.
"Now who's being the hormonal teen? One moment you're begging him to let you go, the next you're begging him to hold you."
"Don't get snide with me, as long as he's offering I'm not going to give up an opportunity to self-respect. As long as his arms are open we'll be there, even if he'll just kick us afterwards."
"Don't forget this is my body as well-"
"Hey, hey, hey!" Pein cried, pushing slightly back from Zetsu so they could make eye contact. Tears were already slipping down his cheeks. "Hold up now, what's all this about?" Zetsu looked away, pushing against Pein's chest feebly.
"We already said we know you want to marry Konan. We saw the ring before you went into your office yesterday. We know you still want to marry her, and you should, we won't stand in your way. And you only slept with us because we're ugly and available and it would make her mad." Zetsu was blushing now. "If… If you're done asking nosy questions, please let us go now."
"Didn't you hear us just now?" Pein asked.
"Yes…"
"But we knew you only slept with us because we're ugly since last night. It only makes sense." Pein licked his lips.
"But… just now-"
"It's all right, you don't have to explain, we know. We've known since you called us to your office. We don't mind, really, we like spending time with you." Zetsu tried, yet again, to free himself, but only halfheartedly.
"But weren't you listening just now?" Pein asked. Zetsu licked his lips.
"Yes."
"But we won't hold it against you, we'd never do that-"
"Zetsu! Didn't you listen? I turned her down! Why do you think I did that?"
"You're going to make her feel terrible before you apologise to her tomorrow." The pale half of Zetsu didn't have an answer. All he had was hope.
"I'm never going back to her. She was confused and didn't know how to properly call off our relationship. In her confusion she found Madara, and in my rejection, I've found you."
"What are you trying to say?"
"Zetsu, I've given her up for you!" Zetsu blinked at him, tears flowing once again.
"Meep." The noise had just slipped past Zetsu's lips. Pein reached over and grabbed Zetsu's hand, leading him back down the hall to his private room. Past the thick oak door Zetsu found himself in a completely black room, with black painted walls, black carpet, black ceiling, and no windows. In the center there was a four-poster bed, with thick black velvet curtains and black silken sheets and pillows. Zetsu blushed and tried to tug his hand away from Pein. Said leader turned and quirked an eyebrow. The teen merely blushed, looking away.
"Are you nervous?"
"No."
"A bit." Pein walked over to him, holding his other hand as well.
"You're not a virgin anymore."
"I-I know."
"That's not the point."
"Then what is the point?"
"The point is, I don't understand why we're doing this." Zetsu looked away. Pein sighed.
"I want to be doing this, Zetsu. Just you and I." Zetsu looked up, confused.
"I… I'll do it, but… I don't appreciate being lied to."
"I'm not lying."
"Yes you are. You only just now called me disgusting and gross to Konan."
"I don't mind! I really don't! We can just, you know, go on with what we were doing-"
"No we can't. We're being lied to. Are we going to sleep with a liar?"
"We already did. What is your problem?" Zetsu pulled away from Pein. "We've only ever wanted safety and acceptance, and he's given us that! Why would you dare step away now?"
"I have a glimmer of self-respect left! I'm not going to sleep with a liar!"
"We've already done it!"
"He wasn't a liar before! Now he's expecting us to believe his horse shit!"
"I'm not letting this go to waste! He's here, what is your problem?" Pein watched, slightly amused, and slightly worried this might lead to some form of self-abuse.
"Zetsu, I'm not lying. I want you, right now, only better than last night. I can order you… but I'd rather you came willingly. What would it take for you to believe me? Am I not allowed to want you?" Zetsu paused, looking at Pein suspiciously.
"You're lying." Pein growled, stepping closer.
"Fine. I lied. I lied to Konan, to make her mad. I lied that it was terrible. Happy?" Pein leaned forward, capturing Zetsu's lips, wasting no time in shoving his tongue roughly into the teenager's mouth. He grabbed the back of Zetsu's head, tilting their faces for better access. Zetsu's left hand clenched fiercely onto Pein's shoulder. Pein knew that, in the end, both halves felt the same.
Pein quickly swept Zetsu up bridal style and laid him down on the bed, then climbing over to straddle him once he had pulled the curtains around the bed. Zetsu gulped as his hands were pinned over his head and his neck was kissed delicately by cold lips. Slowly Pein trailed his mouth over Zetsu's exposed neck and collar bone, before slowly placing his mouth back over said teen's. Zetsu closed his eyes, wanting to remember this for the rest of his life.
Pein didn't even mention his fly trap, but Zetsu retracted it, if not to make things easier, to make himself a little less unsightly. "You don't have to do that," Pein whispered. "I don't mind."
"It's all right, you don't have to lie. It has its uses, but it is rather ugly." Pein sighed. He'd have to somehow get it through Zetsu's head he didn't hate him or think he was all that ugly. But that was for another night. Tonight, he had something important to say.
"Zetsu, I'm going to make you a promise. Are you listening?" Zetsu nodded. "I will not touch another person, I will not sleep with another person, and I will not think sexually about another person as long as you will have me. I will make love to you and you alone, I will allow you and you alone here in my bed with me, and it will be you who will be mine, for as long as you'll have me." It was a similar promise to the one he had made to Konan. To him relationships were built on promises like these. Zetsu stared at him as if he were crazy.
"I'm not Konan. You don't have to offer me anything in exchange for my loyalty."
"We know you miss her." Pein glared daggers at Zetsu.
"You're not a replacement for her. You are your own person, and I want to be with you for completely different reasons. Don't even think of yourself as anything associated with her. I'm moving on, and you're my first step, all right? And I've just promised myself to you."
"I'd do the same…"
"But I did it years ago, Leader-sama." Pein's eyes widened, but he chuckled, kissing Zetsu's cheek.
"I could have guessed. Here, you call me Pein. Just Pein, all right?" Zetsu nodded. Pein wasn't ready to use his real name yet. That still stank of Konan, and all their years. "Have you recovered from last night?" Zetsu nodded. He was a ninja, of course. Pein nodded, kissing his mouth again and slipping their tongues together. Zetsu kissed back a little, but was more comfortable letting Pein take control. Soon his shirt was removed and Pein's cool lips teased his chest and nipples, licking the lines between the ribs and muscles. Zetsu lay there calmly, closing his eyes again. Pein slowly began sliding Zetsu's pants and boxers down, and Zetsu opened his eyes, lifting his hips helpfully. Soon he was naked before his leader for the second time in as many days. Pein smirked at his erection, evidently Zetsu was excited. Sitting back, the leader shed his shirt, showing off his toned torso. Zetsu ogled openly, eyes taking in the sight he was convinced could only have been carved by angels. His hand reached up but kept still in mid-air, eyed flickering to Pein's face.
"May I?" he asked softly.
"Of course." Carefully, Zetsu's pale hand reached forward and brushed the very tips of his fingers over the smooth, velvety skin. Slowly, he pressed his palm down, lightly at first, but adding a slight amount of pressure after a moment or so. He caressed the skin, moving his hand up to Pein's shoulder to touch there. Pein chuckled. It was very endearing how Zetsu practically worshiped him, and how innocently he did as well. Zetsu raised his other hand to run it more daringly over his leader's chest, feeling a little more comfortable with the situation. Slowly, Zetsu sat up, pressing his dark ear to Pein's heart.
"It's rather fast," he noted. Pein leaned down and kissed Zetsu sweetly on the lips.
"What else would you expect?"
"You weren't this excited last night."
"He doesn't mean disrespect-"
"It's fine, Zetsu. I know I wasn't. I know I was using you. And you knew it as well. But I'm excited now, right? Doesn't that count for something?" Zetsu drew back, looking down. Pein pushed him back, again straddling him. Sensually he lowered his lips so that his clothed crotch rubbed frictionally against Zetsu's bare one. Zetsu whimpered, holding onto Pein's shoulder as he was touched so sensually. "Do you like that?" Pein whispered. Zetsu closed his eyes, nodding. Pein chuckled, rolling his hips harder. Zetsu shivered, pushing up against Pein. Pein sat back, moving between Zetsu's thighs. "I believe I owe you a little something for last night, though," he said, smirking devilishly. Before the teen could utter a word, Pein had lowered his mouth onto his erect penis, sucking lightly on the tip. Then he lowered his mouth completely to the base, drawing the stud in his tongue along the bottom. Zetsu cried out, head thrashing, but making sure to keep his hips in place so as not to gag Pein, though he didn't have much to gag with, considering he was still growing.
Pein sucked harder, shoving the tip of Zetsu's erection deep into his throat. Zetsu whimpered, panting from the pleasure. He knew he wasn't going to last long, and hoped Pein would know it as well. The salty taste at the back of Pein's throat told him that Zetsu's was close, and speeded up his movements. Zetsu cried out. "P-Pein, I-I-" Zetsu tried to formulate a warning before he came into Pein's skillful mouth. Pein swallowed it willingly and then removed his mouth, smirking evilly up at Zetsu. He felt a dribble of the white fluid flow out of the corner of his mouth.
"Do I have any on my face?" he asked. Zetsu gulped and nodded. "Mind cleaning it up for me?" Zetsu, awkwardly, leaned forward, tentatively sticking out his tongue and licking up his own seed. He wasn't repulsed, more embarrassed at doing it. He blushed fiercely, drawing back. But Pein caught him, bringing their mouths together in a passionate kiss. Zetsu sighed, melting into Pein's body as he opened his mouth to allow Pein's tongue, still tasting of his semen, to slip into his mouth. Their tongues rubbed against each other, exchanging saliva. Finally Pein pulled away, smiling down at Zetsu. "Are you ready?" he asked. Zetsu gulped and nodded. After removing his pants and kicking them off the bed, Pein pushed the teen back, straddling him as he moved between his legs again. After sucking on his fingers he inserted them, all three, inside Zetsu. The teen squirmed a bit, then gasped as the fingers found his prostate. Once the teen was bucking up for more friction, Pein knew he was ready. Spitting on his palm and coating his penis in saliva, Pein positioned himself at Zetsu's entrance, slowly easing in. Zetsu hissed.
"All at once," he muttered. Pein obliged him, thrusting completely into his tight heat. The teen whimpered, wrapping his legs around Pein's lower back and his arms around his leader's shoulders. Pein waited patiently, kissing along his shoulder while he did so. After a moment the tenseness in Zetsu's muscles receded.
"You can move now," he said. Pein pulled back out and thrust in, Zetsu shuddering and crying out.
"There," he gasped. Pein smirked, shoving roughly back in. Zetsu moaned and whimpered, clutching at Pein, who set up a steady pace, hitting Zetsu's prostate with every thrust.
It didn't take long to push Zetsu over the edge, but he was nice enough to sit still until Pein spilled his own load, deep inside him. They lay there, sweaty and stick, breathing hard next to one another. Finally Pein, recovering quicker, got up and stretched. Then he turned back to Zetsu. "Want to go take a shower?" he asked. Zetsu, blushing, nodded eagerly, following Pein to his private bathroom.
"Madara, will you please just look at me?" Madara sighed, looking up from his scroll.
"What do you want?"
"Make love to me."
"I already did that. And aren't you together with Pein?"
"He left me because he found us together." Madara snorted.
"Well, I'm sorry, but after you jumping me last night I thought it was just a one night stand."
"But now Pein's gone an claimed Zetsu, and has no use for me! He was really mad!"
"And what do you expect me to do about this?"
"Will you… will you be my lover?" Madara laughed, patting Konan's head.
"You had it good with Pein. No, I won't be your lover. I might bang you again, if I feel like it, but otherwise I have no use for you outside of this organization." Konan's mouth fell open.
"But Pein's left me for a freak!"
"So the least you could do is do the same. I'm sure Kisame wouldn't mind being seduced, even if he knew it was for his looks." Konan growled.
"What do you think I was doing asking you to be my lover just now? You arrogant pig!" Madara seemed taken aback.
"You think this body is a freak?" he asked. Konan rolled her eyes.
"You're a century old. Of course you're a freak. Out of all the freaks we have here, first choice to show Pein up would be Zetsu, and my second choice would be you." Madara glared at her.
"How dare you-"
"Hey, you were saying the same things about Kisame. What, does it hurt when it's turned on you?" Konan turned and left then, leaving Madara to ponder what had just happened, and what exactly he had just turned down.
They made progress, eventually. One night while making love, Pein told Zetsu to call him Nagato. Eventually Pein figured out how to deal with Zetsu and his personalities, and how to read him. But it took many, many, many years before either of them dared utter the dreaded 'l' word. Pein's promise held firm, and it probably always would, because Zetsu would always have him. And just recently, Pein has purchased a ring. No, not the same as Konan's. Madara eventually asked for that one, and besides, Pein wouldn't have used it anyway. Zetsu and Konan didn't have the same ring size, anyway. It had absolutely nothing to do with the fact the one he just recently purchased was made out of gold and had a more expensive diamond. But it would be like Pein to want to show Konan up, if in the smallest of gestures.