Sasori carried Deidara downstairs to the blonde's basement bedroom.

Throwing Deidara on the bed, Sasori quickly climbed on top of him.

Deidara opened his mouth to say something, but Sasori covered it with a passionate kiss; more passionate than anything they'd shared. Deidara's eyes fluttered shut, silenced.

Sasori stopped and quietly whispered "Shush, don't speak. The only sound I want to hear from you is moaning."

Deidara's eyes lit up in the dark room. He curled his fingers in Sasori's hair, smiling as Sasori started kissing him again. Working his way down Deidara's neck and chest, he came to his stomach.

He slowly uncurled his tongue and licked little circles on Deidara's stomach before leaving big purple spots all over his abs.

Deidara blew stray, sweaty hairs off of his forehead. He wasn't going to give in so easily this time.

Sasori smirked to himself and kissed his way back up to Deidara's neck.

Deidara found his head began to spin when Sasori viciously attacked the skin under his ear. Wrapping his legs around Sasori, Deidara pulled on his hair, dragging him closer.

The sensation of their groins making contact sent bolts of electricity through both men's' bodies, causing them to moan.

"Sasori…" Deidara whispered. In dark, the only response he got was a breathy laugh.

"Can I, hnn. Can I ask you something?" He said, his breath catching slightly when Sasori bit his neck a little harder.

"Hmm…" Sasori responded, slowly sliding his hands up and down Deidara's thighs. "What is it?" He said, unzipping Deidara's pants.

Deidara bit his lip, not sure if he should ruin the moment.

"Well, I have a, uh, question." Sasori stopped momentarily, but then continued, kissing Deidara's now bare legs.

"What is it, Dei? Can it wait?"

Deidara thought, then said quietly. "I suppose…"

Deidara's tone caught Sasori's attention. He stopped and looked at Deidara.

Deidara wasn't looking at him, and his expression was troubled. Sasori let go of his legs and turned Deidara's face towards his.

"What, baby?" He asked again. Deidara's lip began to tremble, and before Sasori could do anything, Deidara was crying.

"Dei! Dei what's wrong?" Sasori asked with concern, pulling the blonde into his lap and rocking him back and forth until the sobs slowed to sniffles.

Deidara hiccupped once before looking up into Sasori's eyes.

"I-I'm sorry, Danna…" Sasori kissed him lightly.

"Shh, it's alright. Just tell me what's wrong." He hugged Deidara to his chest, and stroked his hair.

Deidara sniffled again and stuttered out "Well… I'm… I'm afraid…"

Sasori calmly asked "Of what, love?"

Deidara hugged closer to Sasori and locked his arms around his waist. "Of you leaving me…"

Sasori froze.

Did those words seriously just leave Deidara's mouth?

"…What…" Sasori pulled Deidara back and searched his face. "What are you talking about?"

Deidara shrugged weakly. "I dunno…"

Sasori frowned. "I know for a fact that you didn't just think that up on your own."

Deidara shrugged. "No, I didn't. Well, sort of. I mean…" He stumbled over his words.

Sasori kissed him full on, and he felt Deidara pour all of his frustration, sadness, and confusion into the kiss.

When they finally parted for air, Sasori again asked Deidara to explain himself.

"Tell me where this all came from." Sasori said calmly with concern.

Deidara looked away, pain written on his handsome face.