Pimp My Sculptor

Chapter 3: Comfort Me, Danna

A/N: Let's assume Sasori has a "real boy" body when not out on missions, okay? And special thanks to Eva Amaranth for being my beta! Yay!

WARNING: GRAPHIC SEX, CHEESY FLUFF.

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Sasori paced back and forth in the room he and Deidara shared. He was worried about Deidara. Leaving him alone with Kisame had been a bad idea, and Sasori knew it. He heard Kisame's voice in the hallway, and decided that he'd had enough. Sasori waited for Kisame's voice to trail off and then he crept out of his room.

The hallway was devoid of people, and Sasori padded lightly down it, heading upstairs. He reached Pein's bedroom and found the door ajar. He pushed it open to spot Deidara naked on the bed, his body balled up, shivering and sobbing into the sheets. Sasori quickly crossed the room and sat on the bed, pulling Deidara into his arms.

Deidara pushed Sasori away, struggling against him. One of the blond's flailing arms smacked Sasori in the face and he let go of Deidara. The blond scooted away and drew his knees up to his chin. Sasori reached out for Deidara again and he recoiled.

"D-don't touch me, Danna!"

"Dei…I'm not going to hurt you."

Sasori took in the blood drying on Deidara's thighs, the bruises on his hips and the cuts and bite marks on his skin and wished at that moment that he could cry.

"Dei, please."

Deidara wiped at his eyes and slowly crawled over to Sasori. The red head cradled the broken nin in his arms, rocking him gently back and forth, pressing his lips gently against his sweaty forehead.

"I won't let anyone hurt you ever again, I promise," Sasori murmured into Deidara's matted hair. Deidara made a choking sort of sob.

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Danna, un."

"I'll talk to leader, and sort this all out."

"Danna?" Deidara asked, looking up into Sasori's face with wide, glittering blue eyes. Sasori brushed Deidara's bangs out of his face.

"What?"

"I love you, un."

Deidara pulled Sasori's face down and lightly kissed at his lips, almost fearfully. Sasori kissed back.

"I love you too, brat."

The kiss began to get more heated when Sasori tugged at Deidara's lower lip, his hands caressing lightly against Deidara's bare back. Deidara hissed and broke the kiss, squinting his eyes shut. Sasori frowned.

"I'm sorry. I forgot, the cuts—"

"Sh, Danna, please, un."

Deidara kissed Sasori back, putting his hands over the red head's and guiding them up over his chest. Deidara hissed when Sasori's fingers grazed the slices on his skin. The blond started to plant frantic kisses along Sasori's mouth and down his neck.

"Don't leave me again, Danna!" Deidara whispered against Sasori's skin. Sasori grabbed hold of Deidara's hands.

"I won't leave you."

Sasori brought those hands up to his lips and kissed Deidara's knuckles. Deidara blinked up at Sasori for a moment, then pulled Sasori down onto him. He wrapped his legs around Sasori's waist and caressed Sasori's face.

"Danna, I love you.Please, un," Deidara pleaded. Sasori would have responded, but Deidara sealed his lips in a kiss. The heated kissing and traveling hands made Sasori hard and he felt a jolt of fear and pulled away from the kiss.

"Dei, I don't want to hurt you."

Deidara smiled softly and squeezed his legs around Sasori's waist, his heels digging into his butt and pushing him closer, pressing their groins together. Sasori's eyes widened.

"Love me, Danna," Deidara urged, his voice breathy and ragged from crying. Sasori devoured Deidara's mouth in a kiss, the two wrestling for dominance. The red head broke away first and looked into Deidara's eyes, still red rimmed from crying.

"Deidara, let's go back to our room."

Deidara's eyes widened.

"Un."

Sasori climbed off of Deidara and got to his feet. Deidara sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. He started to stand and then yelped as Sasori swept him up, carrying him bridal style.

"D-danna I can walk, un!" Deidara cried, clinging to Sasori's shirt. Sasori paid no mind. Ignoring Deidara's protests to grab his clothes, Sasori carried Deidara nude to their bedroom.

"Hey, put me down, Danna!" Deidara shouted again. Hidan happened to be the only one they came across, and he quickly shut himself up in his room, muttering angrily under his breath.

Sasori deposited Deidara in his own bed and sat beside him. He took Deidara's hand in his own.

"I love you Dei. You don't have to have sex with me in order for me to know that you do too."

Deidara grinned and leaned forward to peck Sasori lightly on the lips.

"I know. But I want to. Love me, Danna. Make me forget what they did to me, un."

Sasori felt his breath hitch at that. A single tear started to leak out of Deidara's uncovered eye and Sasori brushed it away.

"I hate to see you like this," Sasori whispered, enclosing Deidara in his arms and tucking the blond's head under his chin. Deidara wrapped his arms around Sasori's waist.

"I'm crying because I'm happy, un," Deidara murmured against Sasori's shirt. Deidara could hear the beating of Sasori's heart. It was different from the sound of a normal heart, but it was comforting. It was a slow, steady rhythm, never faltering or changing.

Sasori kissed the top of Deidara's head. Deidara shifted and leaned his head up to stare into Sasori's face. Then he grinned and started to tug at Sasori's shirt. He slid his hands underneath the fabric and his hands wasted no time in finding the red head's nipples and lapping at them. Sasori gasped into Deidara's mouth has he kissed him again.

The red head broke the kiss and pulled his shirt up over his head and threw it to the floor, then sought Deidara's mouth again, his tongue tasting the blond's mouth, tasting his tears and blood. Deidara's hands continued to lick and suck at Sasori's bare skin, heading down to his pants. The blond hooked his fingers into the waistband and pulled down. Sasori pulled his lips away again to get up and discard his pants and boxers.

Deidara grabbed Sasori's hand and tugged him back towards the bed. The blond sat at the edge and slid his salivating hands around to cup Sasori's ass. The red head closed his eyes at the feeling, then jumped when Deidara nuzzled his erection, his long hair tickling the skin of Sasori's thighs and abdomen.

The blond licked along Sasori's length, his right hand sliding wetly back around his body to grip it. The mouth on the palm started to lick as well, and Sasori moaned at the feeling of two mouths on him at once.

Sasori gasped when Deidara took the head into his mouth, sucking hard enough to hollow out his cheeks. Sasori watched the blond bob his head up and down. Deidara's left hand journeyed up to his back, then around to lick his ribs, teasing his nipples. Sasori began to buck into Deidara's mouth. His cock hit the back of Deidara's throat and the blond gagged. Sasori stopped.

"Dei, I'm sor—"

"Danna," Deidara interrupted, having pulled off of Sasori's cock to talk, "it's okay, un."

Precum and drool drizzled out of Deidara's parted lips and down his chin. Sasori felt lust overwhelm him and he pushed Deidara down to the bed and lay on top of him. Deidara wrapped his legs around Sasori's waist and Sasori took Deidara's hungry hands into his own.

"I love you, Dei," Sasori murmured and kissed him. Deidara bucked up into Sasori, pushing his ass with his feet down towards him. Both men moaned as their cocks pressed together.

"Make…love to me…Danna. I…I want…you now, un," Deidara moaned in between kisses. Sasori let go of one of Deidara's hands and grasped the base of his cock. He pressed it up against where Deidara wanted him most, and pressed just the head of it inside. Deidara gritted his teeth in pain, whimpering. Sasori kissed Deidara lightly.

"Ssh, Dei," Sasori whispered as he eased in deeper. It was tight and hot inside, and Deidara clenched around him.

"Relax, I don't want to hurt you," Sasori murmured, keeping his other hand interlaced with Deidara's. He got all the way in and then started to pull back out. Deidara groaned in pain, beads of sweat breaking out on his skin. Sasori nearly pulled out then back in again, shifting his hips and going in at a different angle. Deidara shifted as well. Sasori started to speed up his thrusts, searching for Deidara's prostate.

When Deidara suddenly let out a high pitched "Un!" Sasori knew he'd found it. He went faster and harder, hitting Deidara's prostate each time. Deidara's heels were digging so hard into Sasori's ass it was nearly painful, but his hands licked and teased along Sasori's skin. Deidara then used one of his remarkable hands to slid between their bodies to swallow the head of his own cock.

The two artists rocked into the bed, hands entwined, mouths and tongues exploring, Deidara meeting Sasori's thrusts. Deidara forgot about the pain and let the pleasure wash over him, and soon they both came at once, Deidara into his hand, Sasori deep within the man beneath him. He lay atop Deidara while he spilled his seed inside. Sasori pulled out when he was soft and then rolled to the side, pulling Deidara into his arms. Deidara was already asleep when Sasori wrapped a blanket around the both of them. Sasori kissed the top of Deidara's head, smelling salty sweat, blood, cum and tears on him. He needed a bath, but Sasori supposed it could wait.

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Next is KakuHidaDei, which is like, my favorite threesome. XQ……..