Warnings: Rated M for violence, blood, boyxboy=Yaoi, MPREG, swearing, Fluff, and lemon in later chapters! If ya don't like then please don't read. This is an MPREG fic, which is male preggers! So if you don't like don't frickn read and don't leave flaming reviews, Take your negativity somewhere else, its sooo not needed here.
Disclaimer: Don't rub it in jeez….*pouts*
Pairing: SasuNaru
Beta: ShadowedDreamsDancing: I don't know what to say XD First beta-ing, hope I did OK!
A/N: Thank you to all of you who have reviewe dand added my fic to you're alert^^ I love you! And if I haven't thanked you personally for you're review, I promise I will, Im just super busy right now, but I will get to you, I promise :) Anywho I really don't have much to say, just that I hope I didn't take to long in updating this since my big computer crash. Well on with the chapter!
-Oh and also Im such a klutzy writer that I forgot to add in Sasuke seeing Naruto's large swirl tattoo on his stomach, in the first chapter when he was dressing his wounds. So for now just imagine that you read it, till I'm able to repost the 1st chapter with that all added in. Sorry guys! Hopefully it won't be to confusingxD
My Demon My Bride
Chapter Four: Relentless Craving
Sweat poured down Naruto's face in rivers, he gulped hard, swallowing dry. He furrowed his eyebrows, bringing them closer together, and wiped the sweat from his brow. The smell was horrible and he had to turn his head to the side in search for air that wasn't tainted by its repulsive stench. His stomach churned and he gulped down the bile that rose in his throat.
"W-what is-s th-his?" He barely managed to choke out. His voice came out shaky and he was mildly surprised that he hadn't vomited when he spoke.
"What does it look like?" Was the blunt statement he received.
"I-I don't k-know. I can't even describe in w-words what it is. I thought you said you knew how to cook?" He gasped out, looking to the medium sized plate of what Sasuke told him was his dinner, and more importantly, food.
"I do know how to cook…porridge." Sasuke snapped, irritated. Naruto bit his lip seeing the light blush on the demon's face, but couldn't tell if it was because he was embarrassed at his lack of cooking ability or if he was just plain pissed at him. "Don't eat then, if it disgusts you so."
"But teme, I'm hungry!" He whined childishly, holding his stomach and rolling from side to side in his chair to emphasis his point. They both were currently seated in the large dining room, or banquet hall, as Sasuke called it. "And how is it that you know how to cook porridge of all things?"
"If you're hungry, eat the food." The raven spoke through gritted teeth, trying to keep his temper in check and glaring at the blond. "And as I've said before, I haven't cooked for anyone in quite some time."
"I would eat it, if it was food in the first place!" He snapped back, jumping to his feet and pointing at the mushy mess on his plate. "This is-this is…Arggh!" He exclaimed loudly, throwing his arms in the air. "Just please let me use the kitchen, then I can make something myself." He begged the demon with pleading puppy dog eyes.
"Fine do as you wish, just please lower your voice." Sasuke answered in an even tone, not looking at the blond.
"Yes! Thank you, thank you!" Naruto exclaimed loudly, his voice piercing through Sasuke's head sharply.
"Just go." He snapped, glaring at the loud blond and getting to his feet as well.
"Okay jeez sorry…..See, you're hungry too." The blond mumbled, making his way to the kitchen. "You won't regret me cooking, believe me, I make the best ramen!" He threw the grumpy Sasuke a bright smile.
"That will not be necessary."
"Huh? What's not?" The blond stopped in his tracks.
"There is no need to cook me anything."
"Huuuh? What, demons don't eat or something?' Naruto asked bluntly, looking at Sasuke dumbfounded.
"Of course we eat, we are living, and just like any other living creature, we need to eat. We just don't eat cooked food." Sasuke smiled deviously at the blond, who looked at him blankly. "Meat, Naruto, raw meat is what I eat." He had to answer for Naruto, since he obviously wasn't catching his drift.
"Ooohhh…" He let out, tilting his head to the side cutely. "That makes things easy then." He added brightly, making Sasuke chuckle lightly.
"Go eat Naruto, before I eat you."
Naruto froze, all color in his face draining instantly.
"Joking, dobe." He sighed, turning and making his way to the other exit.
"I-I kne-ew th-hat teme!" Naruto yelled back after him, watching him disappear around the corner. The flustered blond let out a long sigh before heading into the dusty and dirty kitchen, praying Sasuke would have ingredients he could use.
Meanwhile Sasuke was quickly, yet smoothly ascending the stairs heading to his study. Inside his stomach burned, reminding him his need to feed. He sighed opening his study door, decided not to bother with the lights, and fell into his chair. He ran his fingers through his choppy bangs, closing his eyes in content. He would have to leave to hunt soon, he didn't know how much longer he could endure the burn in his stomach, especially with Naruto being around tempting him so. Perhaps he should stock on meat, even though he hated the way day old meat tasted. He was willing to deal with it though, if it meant Naruto's safety.
He opened his eyes, staring down at the papers and books that cluttered his desk. What was he suppose to do now, now that he had finally gotten Naruto here? The mark on Naruto's stomach and his whisker like scars on his face, was more than enough evidence to prove that he was the one Sasuke had been searching for. After years of research and hours of pouring over books and articles, he had finally found Naruto, and fate had lead the blond right to him. He felt as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, now that he was able to keep up his end of the promise he made to the princess so many years ago, that in exchange for her life to save his, he was to 'Find my one and only son and watch over him. Keep him safe.' Once Sasuke had found out Naruto lived in the village below, he was relieved and content to just watch over him from the castle. A few days a month or so he would sneak down to the village at night, just to get a quick glimpse of the blond, to make sure he was alive and well, then would leave. He never expected to find him injured in the woods and now in his castle.
Sasuke was more than sure that Naruto had no idea about his heritage, and wasn't all too sure about how to go about telling him, or if he even was going to tell him, it might just be better if he didn't. But the urge, the pull he felt towards Naruto urged him to tell the blond everything. To tell him that his mother was indeed the princess in the story, and his father was the demon, making him a half demon. That the princess' doctor did in fact keep him alive, sealing him, watching him, studying him as he grew, slowly day by day, suspended in a tank in his laboratory. Sasuke didn't know what happened or if Naruto had been released by the doctor himself or if he had in fact escaped and perhaps remembered nothing. He did know that the doctor himself was something like him, not human at least, for the fact that he remained alive today, after years and years of watching Naruto grow, was proof enough, making Naruto hundreds of years old. Much older than he assumed he was.
Gah, he had so many questions for him, but all his answers would require for Sasuke to tell him about himself and his demon blood. It was obvious the blond was oblivious and naïve, and the news most likely wouldn't settle well with him. But Sasuke wanted him, craved him, more than he had ever craved anything in all his being. It was a relentless craving that clawed at his chest. Just a few hours of meeting the blond and he was already pinning for him. How much longer would he be able to last, how much longer would he be able to hold back?
He slumped back into his chair, staring to the ceiling. "Itachi, brother, what would you do?" He spoke into the dark room. Speaking his brother's name brought the harsh realization that he was indeed alone and wouldn't be seeing him anytime soon, or ever in fact. His older brother, Itachi, heir to throne. Unlike Sasuke, he was content in their world, simply going along with their father's wishes, regardless of how cruel or how harsh they were. Sasuke loved his brother, but couldn't do as he did. He hadn't lied to Naruto about the demon king's son, the prince who rebelled and refused his title. He had done just that, disgracing his family and his kind. The entire story was true, and he was banished to walk the earthly world alone for all eternity. Demons of course aren't immortal in any way, but they do live far longer than any human or beast. How many years had it been since that day, he didn't know, but it felt like centuries, years beyond years. But he didn't regret his decision, not once had he regretted it, but leaving his brothers presence was the hardest part of his decision. He loved his brother, looked up to him, confined in him. But not now, now he was alone.
Was it wrong of him to wish for death, to wish for something to ease his suffering, his loneliness?
THUD.
CRASH.
"OWWWW!"
The loud sound echoed up through the floor, reminded him that he wasn't alone, for now at least.
Back in the kitchen Naruto gave a triumphant smile at his meal, miso pork ramen. He stood in the now clean and organized kitchen, drooling over his food. Carefully he picked the hot bowl up and carried it into the dining room, trying not to spill it, but after all this was Naruto, the clumsiest person ever.
He knew the moment he felt his foot catch on the rug, he was going down. He fell to the floor with a loud thud, the bowl slamming to the ground with him, breaking on impact, the very hot contents spilling all over his arms and chest.
"OWWWW!" He screamed loudly, the hot liquid burning his skin painfully. "Hot hot hot!" He scrambled to his feet, using his yukata sleeves to try and wipe the hot liquid away and off his skin.
"Naruto? Are you okay, what happened?" Sasuke was at his side, taking hold of an arm in an attempt to steer him towards the nearest chair, but the blond refused and pulled his arm from Sasuke's grip.
"I t-tripped." The blond mumbled, embarrassed at his own clumsiness and disappointed at the fact that his delicious food was now scattered all over the floor. "My-y rame-en…"
Sasuke shook his head and scoffed. "It would be best if you did not try to injury yourself every time you do something." Sasuke told him sternly, yet there was gentleness in his voice, as he examined the light pink burns littering his skin.
"Stop that!" Naruto huffed, pulling himself away from the demon. "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt that much anyways. It's just a little burn." He lied, of course it hurt, extremely hot water had just made contact with his skin, but he wasn't about to let Sasuke know of it. He didn't want to look like a bigger fool than he already had.
"It doesn't look too bad." Sasuke stood up, pulling on Naruto's arm and ignoring his protests. "Come on, I will take care of it for you."
"I said I'm fine teme!" Naruto whined loudly, glaring at the raven. Sasuke's eyes narrowed at Naruto and he tightened his grip, dragging Naruto from the dining room, up the stairs towards his room, and into the bathroom, all the while with Naruto complaining and protesting loudly in his ear. Once in the extravagantly large room, Sasuke pulled the blond up and onto the counter, receiving a surprised gasp of "teme!" from the blond he had just picked up. Bright blue orbs glared at him as he rummaged through the cabinets and drawers.
"Ah here it is." Sasuke sighed, pulling a bottle of aloe from a drawer and walking back over to Naruto, who cringed.
"It's not going to hurt is it?" He asked Sasuke, eyeing the bottle apprehensively.
"No, it won't hurt. It will make your burns feel better, I promise." The demon told him, popping the lid open and squeezing a good amount of the green gel onto his hand. "It'll be a little cold though." He informed Naruto, pulling his ramen dirtied sleeve up his arm further.
"I can do it myself." Naruto told him stubbornly, reaching out for the bottle, but yet again Sasuke ignored him, and went ahead with applying the cool gel to his irritated skin.
When the cool gel hit his hot skin, Naruto let out a sigh of relief. Sasuke was right, it did make it feel better. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to fall back onto the mirror behind him. His eyes remained closed as Sasuke continued to rub his burns with the aloe, his thoughts concentrated on the cool hand that was running smoothly over his skin. Shivers shot up and down his spine at the touches, the way they felt on his skin, the way they moved and massaged his skin. He was so lost in the touch he barely felt his yukata being pulled off his shoulders, and those cool hands were on his chest now, doing far more than soothing the burns that were there.
He found himself moaning quietly and arching into the demon's touch, he no longer seemed to have control of his body and it moved on his own. His legs moved on their own accord, spreading open and allowing Sasuke to press himself in between them. He felt hot breath on his face seconds before soft lips were pressed against his. The kiss was gentle, slow, and deep, but when Naruto's tongue slipped between his lips and ran along Sasuke's own, it turned into a frenzy.
Adrenaline pulsed through Sasuke's veins and his blood boiled, urging him for more. More of Naruto, more of his body, his skin, everything he was. He pushed roughly against Naruto's body, slamming him further against the mirror, making him cry out in both surprise and pain. The demon's lips crashed roughly against his desperately moving, thrusting his tongue into Naruto's parted mouth instantly. Both men moaned in appreciation when their tongues met and fought, Naruto losing in seconds.
Naruto was in a daze, completely lost in what was happening, in what Sasuke was doing to him. Hands ran all over his body, across his abs to his nipples, and finally dipped down further into his yukata, brushing against his hard member. Naruto let out a strangled moan when said member was roughly grabbed and slowly pumped. He threw his head back against the mirror, hearing it crack with the force, and thrusted his hips into Sasuke's hand.
The demon growled and grunted in approval, his lips licking and nipping at Naruto's neck now, sliding down to his collar bone, biting down hard, till he felt blood pool in his mouth. The blond beneath him gasped and moaned in pleasure, and he lapped the blood up eagerly, kissing it once it had stopped bleeding.
"Sa-sau-ke…..wai…wait.." The blond gasped, trying to push Sasuke off of him gently. He had no clue what was happening, hell it felt good, but it was moving far too fast for him at the moment. But Sasuke ignored him, his hand continuing to pump Naruto's dripping member, while the other slipped down between his tanned thighs to his puckered entrance.
Naruto tensed, his eyes snapping open instantly, when he felt Sasuke's finger circle the hole. "Sasuke, wait…" He urged, trying to gain control of his pleasured-wracked body. Sasuke ignored him again, silencing him with a kiss, slyly slipping his finger inside as he did so. Naruto gasped and moaned into his mouth, only turning him on more. He continued to kiss and pump the blond, his finger slipping in and out of his entrance, soon followed by a second finger. That was it for Naruto, he was starting to feel scared now, after all he was a virgin and had barely just met Sasuke, and the second finger had hurt, making his entrance burn.
"Sasuke...Wait please. Sasuke, stop." Naruto pleaded, wriggling and trying to push the abnormally strong demon off him. But Sasuke continued, his body heavily pushed against Naruto's, easily pinning him against the mirror. "Sasuke…I said STOP IT TEME!" He yelled with all his might, his face flushed red as his right fist wriggled free and made contact with Sasuke's face.
The raven stumbled back slightly, wide eyed and shocked, bringing his hand to his sore jaw. Did Naruto just punch him? Once a few steps back his dazed eyes found Naruto and he gasped. Naruto laid splayed against the now broken mirror, his yukata wide open, exposing the blond in just a pair of black boxers, supplied by Sasuke, his hard member hanging out of them. His face was bright red from both anger and embarrassment, his eyes were hard and glared up at him. Sasuke felt bile rise up his throat when he saw how violently Naruto's arms and body was shaking. He was scared, no terrified of him. But judging by the look on his face, he was more pissed than anything else.
"Na-Naruto? I-I.." He was at a loss for words, his red eyes wide with shock. He stretched his out to touch Naruto's face, but he pulled back, turning his face away from Sasuke's touch. "I-I I'm sorry Naruto I..-"
"J-just go Sasu-uke.." Naruto said through gritted teeth, pulling his yukata back around him and covering his exposed flesh as much as he could. Sasuke swallowed dryly, and stepped back further from the blond, desperately wanting to adjust his yukata back to its proper place for him, to make up for his behavior in some way. "GO…!"
He did just that, fleeing the room faster than he had ever remembered moving before.
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So the next chapter will explain alot more about Naruto and how he was contained for all his years and such. And more about him. So please be patient.
If the fic is moving to slow for you, I'm sorry. I like to get my stories going a few chapters in, rather just rushing inxD
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