A/N: Woo! Another chapter. Amazin', right?

Up ahead are dangers, dearies: Smut, smut, smut! Ahh, old man and pudgy ninjas! How... Delicious? -gets green in the cheeks-

Thank you for reading:)

Chouji gulped nervously at the mere sight of the clothed, protruding member. Could he really swallow his pride and proceed with this... Entirely disgusting, perverted act? It was purely sickening, to even think of himself doing such things. With a man; Orochimaru, no less!

The snake-like man had his fingers curling an sifting through Chouji's course brown hair, tugging and pulling until the boy's eyes had teared up. "What are you doing? Just sitting there? Get to work!" The cold man hissed, shuffling closer to the boy's face and glaring impatiently down. He'd waited for this long enough, and he absolutely wanted it now. So, with quivering breath and twitching fingers, the pudgy ninja worked the waistband of the man's pants, pulling them down to his thighs.

Oh God, I can't do this... Chouji sobbed internally, looking fearfully at the large organ. "I-I...-" he tried, looking up towards the seething Orochimaru. "I don't know how to..." A cold hand touched his cheek. "You'll know how if you practice, dear, sweet Chouji." He shook his head defiantly, glaring up and getting that usual spark within him. "Why are you doing this!" He barked, scooting away from the looming man. His white lips curled into a cold smile, Chouji's hair being tugged on once again.

"Simply because I want to." He said, matter-of-fact.

The young ninja's glare intensified, "That's it? 'Cause you want to? What about what I wanna do?" His smile stayed, cruel and unforgiving.

"You don't get a say in this, Chouji. I'm the one in charge." Chouji climbed to his feet, about four inches shorter than Orochimaru. His glare had the same effect, even at full height: It did nothing to stir the snakeman's anger or fear, only more excitement. That's all he could think about- Excitement, pleasure, all the things he could do to this little ninja, who wasn't even a foot away from him...

He'd been so close to touch him, to feel the boiling rage that filtered through Chouji's body, to ravish him completely- "Orochimaru-sama?" Kabuto's voice sounded through the thin door frame, a knock soon following. "We have a... Guest here to see you."

The pale man's eyes slid into slits. He turned around, pulled his pants up, and practically kicked the door open, Kabuto stepping back just in time not to get hit. "Then you need to distract them while I'm-"

"Orochimaru?" Tsnuade's anger-filled voice chilled Kabuto and Chouji to the bone. She stomped near the employee closet, jerking Chouji right out of there and to the back of her. He squealed as he hit the floor, looking fearfully up at the Hokage. "I-I-I-"

"Shut up," she dragged, stepping him aside and glaring at the snakeman. "What are you doing here?" Sh leaned forward, a hand sternly formed on her hip, "You could get in major trouble if someone found out!" A hand wildly circled where Chouji was shivering, "And press so many charges if they saw you with this child!"

Chouji got to his feet, huffing and puffing. "Tsunade! You're not gonna do anything about the evilest ninja in the world being in Konoha?" He was flabbergasted that the mightiest ninja he'd ever known was condoning such disgustingness. She looked over at him, eyes slitted and her left, blonde eyebrow twitching irritably..

"Are you still here?" She huffed, turning her full attention to him. "Listen, Chouji. You need to get out of here. Forget what you saw, and heard; alright?" He gulped and dusting off nonexistent dirt.

"But, he-"

She stepped closer to him, "Get outta here!"

And so, frightened and unwanted, Chouji ran away without another look back at a smirking, cocky Orochimaru.

It had gotten later and darker into the evening, Chouji just getting out of the shower and beginning to towel his hair off more rough than necessary. Thoughts about Orochimaru kept him hungry all day no matter how much he ate. He was embarrassed, his pride had been taken away, and he desperately needed a sandwich. Chouji pulled boxer-briefs over his pudgy hips, following after were a pair of bright orange gym shorts that Naruto had so generously gave him. The overweight ninja opened his door and headed downstairs, turning left and to the kitchen. His apartment was slightly darkened, save for the light casting a beam along the stairway and carpet. A nervous shiver danced his spine, his eyes looking around while he reached the fridge. Slowly, carefully, he opened it. Why was he being so careful, though? It's not like Orochimaru would pop up right there, in his hou-

"You getting a midnight snack, Chouji?" That newly-found, chilling voice whispered hotly into his ear. "I know something much tastier than the food you have in there." A paled hand when straight to the shaking ninja's, curling fingers around Chouji's own. Orochimaru's chin rested on his left shoulder, his smile too hard to hide.

The younger ninja cringed away from him, closer to the opened fridge. "Get off of me!" He hissed, his voice high-pitched. Orochimaru laughed at this, though, shaking his head and cornering the pudgy ninja. Chouji was turned around, squeaking under such a tall figure, barely able to see his face in such lighting. He was completely and utterly shocked though as the superior placed one, tiny kiss on his lips. He was speechless. Couldn't utter one word. Frozen in time, even. The elder pulled him away, the toe of his foot closing the chiller. A hand securely locked around the shorter ninja's wrist, insuring no escape could be made.

Orochimaru doubted Chouji could even comprehend anything at this point in time, though. The thought made butterflies flutter and tickle his stomach and a wide grin spread like warm butter on his face. They traveled the stairs, up towards Chouji's room. No objections were made. The smaller ninja didn't protest.

The paler man looked around the boy's room, surveying the slight messiness, although not minding it one bit. He expected as much, anyways. His main priority: Getting his little ninja in bed. So, he turned towards the mattress, pushing the dazed ninja directly onto it. He kept the light on, though; he wanted to watch as the little ninja gave himself away. The bed creaked noisily as Orochimaru crawled upon it, licking his lips and awaiting to taste the little ninja.

Chouji clutched at the sheets, a deep blush setting on it cheeks. If he hadn't wanted this earlier, and had fought about it, what makes him not complain now? Why wasn't he telling Orchimaru off? He wanted to, but... He just couldn't.

"Good boy," the pale man cooed, placing soft, teasing kisses along his chubby cheeks. A hand slowly traced the string of the others' gym shorts and cackling as he started to slide them off. He spread the boy's knees apart and dove a hand straight into his boxer-briefs.

Chouji gaped, "Woah!" He squeaked, biting his lip and trying to keep his gasps at bay. He huffed hotly as such a dirty hand started to harden his length. He found his breathing to get heavier and heavier every time Orochimaru pressed his thumb roughly on the head- he just couldn't take it. The paler, older man leaned forward and caught the youngster's lips, prying them apart and diving his long tongue inside. Chouji mewled, clutching a hand into black locks, pulling him closer.

What are you doing? He yelled at himself, You do not like Orochimaru! Stop it, this instant!

He shut himself up, though, closing his eyes and twirling his own tongue around the older ninja's. A guttural, pleased moan traveled Orochimaru's throat as he pushed deeper and deeper into such a delicious cavern., to the point where the tip of his tongue rimmed around the first ring of Chouji's throat. The brown-haired boy gasped and shivered at such a feeling, trying to meld his lips with the others'. Orochimaru, of course enjoying this to its fullest extent, pulled away and licked at Chouji's wet mouth. His hand tightened significantly around the boy's length, drawing out a nice, long moan from him. Orochimaru straddled the boy, pumping fast and quick. Chouji shook and groaned, tossed and turned under such a watchful eye.

The paled snakeman bent down and whispered in his ear, "Are you going to come for me, Chouji?" A gasp flew out of the younger ninja's mouth as he tried forming words.

Finally, a wave of absolute pleasure wafted over the boy's form, making him cry, "O-oh, yes!" Orochimaru smirked like a deviant as he felt warm seed cover his fingers. He licked the shell of Chouji's ear and murmured gutturally,

"Good boy. Now, it's my turn."

I'm sorry it took so long to get out. The rush and hardness of my other new story(It's KH one, you guys should check it out :o) was a lot to deal with, but now I finally have both th second chapter for This story, and the other, newer story. All in all, I'm happy I got both chap's done. It was such a breather, haha.

So, how was it? Everyone's comments on the first chapter absolutely made me want to get this one out, I was so surprised and joyed to see people liking it, haha. I hope everyone sticks around for more, too! What kind of trouble is Chouji gonig to get in?

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Pufffcheeks: Totally trying : ) Thank you!

SLH: Of course! I'm sorry it tok so long to get out. My other story's second chapter washard to write, and I was still halfway done with this chapter, too. I do? That's so amazingly nice of you to say, thank you! I would be delited to see that xDD

Tahlia Ookuzi: I'm trying to xD I wanna see what I can come up with for this story, too, haha! I love sweets, too, I'm totally like a... skinnier Chouji- me and him share a boooond. Isn't he? He loves it, too. You think so? :o Thank you very much : )

To anyone else who favorited the story, really- I'm happy to know you like , I encourage everyone to keep on reading!