A/N: Finished? Oh no, we're just getting to the fun part. Enjoy...


Chapter Seven

"Uh! Ka-! Ngh, Kakuzu! N-not so rough, Jashin-damnit! Aah!Shit, this feels – oh! Fuck that's good..! Kuzu – ah – Kuzu-chan! K-Kakuzu-"

"Quiet, Hidan. I can't concentrate."

"Fuck you! I'll make as much noise as I want."

Unfortunately for Hidan, Kakuzu was going to have none of that. He tightened his grip on Hidan's hips, fingers digging sharply into the sweating skin there, and continued to pound relentlessly into him on the bed beneath them. Frankly, it had been far too long since last time, and he felt obliged to make up for it through sheer force and enthusiasm. And there was nothing Hidan could do about it, not even stringing a few dispiriting words together in an attempt to bring Kakuzu's ego down to his level.


Kakuzu settled down next to a sweaty and panting Hidan, lying on his side to watch his partner gradually recover from his high. He raked his eyes over that heaving chest and those pink cheeks, his face almost serious with concentration. And as he watched that beautiful body he felt a sense of smugness; he would be the last person to touch Hidan; the only person from now on to fuck him. He was the one who was going to be spending eternity with this man – no one else was even going to be able come close to him.

A stray bit of hair had flopped down in front of Hidan's face. Kakuzu reached out and smoothed it back against Hidan's head. As he did so, Hidan opened his eyes a little and looked narrowly at Kakuzu, displaying suspicion from behind his exhausted expression.

"I was just fixing your hair," Kakuzu explained.

Hidan closed his eyes again. "I don't- ha, fucking need- ha, fixing- ha," he huffed out.

Kakuzu rolled his eyes, although supposed he should have gotten used to Hidan's personal way of showing gratitude by now.

"You need to learn manners. I spoil you too much."

Hidan's eyes opened again, only this time they were wide, and gleaming with fervour. "Spoil me? Well isn't that fucking hilarious? You don't do shit for me, admit it! Now that I think about it you're a pretty crappy seme; you don't buy me presents, you don't take me places, you never let me top, you basically just slap me around and fuck me whenever it pleases you, and expect me to deal with it-"

"Hidan."

"-I bet Kisame and Sasori are way better at being seme than y-"

"Hidan."

"-you might think you own me, but I'm not some easy slut-"

"HIDAN!"

"What the fuck do you want?"

"Ride me."

"...Huh?" sputtered Hidan. The shock on his face was absolutely priceless.

"You heard me."

"But-but why?"

"Do you really think once is enough for me? We haven't fucked for days; I need my fill. And I'm too tired tonight to top again. Now do it, before I change my mind."

Figuring that Kakuzu had finally snapped and gone completely crazy, and that there probably wouldn't be another chance for this to happen, ever, Hidan decided to go for it. "R-right! Okay..."

Looking slightly unsure of himself, Hidan clambered onto Kakuzu, and immediately felt unfamiliar with the new position. He hovered over the hard cock and lined himself up against it. And then he paused, hands clutching Kakuzu's shoulders, eyes staring intensely into the other's.

"What is it now?" asked Kakuzu, unable to read Hidan's expression and getting to feel slightly exasperated – he was so close to getting inside that ass, he could even feel heat radiating from it. The sexual tension was really beginning to get to him.

"I just, uh... I wanted to- well..." Hidan looked away, suddenly feeling awkward.

"Just spit it out already." Are you not feeling this tension, Hidan? How on Earth can you act so indifferent about the fact that my cock is literally pressing against your anus?

"Thanks, Kuzu. Um, you know, for letting me do this."

Before Kakuzu could respond at all, Hidan lowered himself down very deliberately until Kakuzu was completely inside him, causing Kakuzu to groan loudly at the amazing tightness. He then started rocking his hips, trying to set a pace, and Kakuzu helped out by moving Hidan's backside with his hands. And truth be told, it was awkward at first – not at all like all the times that Kakuzu had fucked him from above, from his place of control. No, this was new for both of them, and the clumsy awkwardness said "virgins" all over.

But gradually, they got used to it, and it all became very pleasurable. Hidan got used to leading the pace, while Kakuzu – very comfortably – got used to lying back, watching Hidan impale himself with Kakuzu's hard cock. Too comfortably, it would seem.

Fuck yes, this is so good! I can't believe this is real; I'm actually riding Kuzu-chan... I've been waiting for this moment for years. To think this is really happening is just so fucking weird... Hm, speaking of weird – I could have sworn Kakuzu wasn't this big... He can't have grown this fucking much since last time, can he? I mean, he only just fucked me five minutes ago. That's really strange- AH! No, he definitely wasn't this big before! Hold on, he- he isn't growing inside me, is he? Woa- WOAH! WHAT-! WHAT THE-

"FUCK!" Hidan screamed in pain. He withdrew from Kakuzu immediately and scrambled away from him in shock.

"What the fucking hell Kakuzu? I thought you were fully hard already!"

"S-so did I..." said Kakuzu, panting heavily with his face screwed up with intense pleasure. "I didn't even know it was even possible to be this hard, but damn... I don't know why, but something about you riding me is such a turn on." He reached out and grabbed Hidan by the arm, to pull him back on top, but was pushed away by him, whose expression was almost fearful.

"No way, it's too big, I can't-"

"Hidan-"

"I'm fucking serious, I really can't-"

"Hidan listen to me. It's okay. We'll do it nice and slow."

"No, I seriously can't- wait WHAT? N-nice and slow- what the fuck, seriously! Have you gone insane?"

"Look Hidan, I'm trying to be nice here. Are you going to take the offer or not?"

"I- ...Alright," said Hidan reluctantly. "But- I'm going to need you to, um... Well, I kind of need your help..."

Kakuzu visibly stiffened and stared at Hidan, knowing exactly what he meant. "You don't mean...?"

Hidan looked away uncomfortably and nodded.

Oh God, not this...

Yes, it was the dreaded preparation; the stretching of the ass, and it was something Kakuzu had not done for Hidan since their very first time. 'And why the hell not?' Your generic spoilt brat of an uke would ask, hands on hips. Two reasons – first: it was rather unnecessary, as Hidan was as masochistic as one could get; and second: both Kakuzu and Hidan did not like it – it was uncomfortable and, well, embarrassing. Now the first reason was as good as gone down the drain – there was a limit to Hidan's enjoyment of pain, it appeared; and the second reason, well... 'The second reason can deal with it, bitch.'

Kakuzu cleared his throat. "Yes, well I suppose we better get to it, then."

"Y-yeah..." Avoiding any eye contact with the man who was to stretch him, Hidan crawled over and leaned over on his arms, so that his ass was staring Kakuzu in the face. Thank Jashin he can't see my face; for fuck's sake I'm going red.

But alas, Kakuzu could see his ears, which were even redder than his face. And he would have smirked, if not for his own discomfort at the current situation.

Kakuzu moved his eyes reluctantly to the object of his needed attention. Round, white, smooth... Appearance wise, it was actually quite nice-looking. He reached out and stroked it lightly with his fingertips, and indeed it was as soft as it looked-

"Stop fucking groping me and get on with it," muffled Hidan into the bed, too embarrassed to turn around.

"Right." Kakuzu mumbled, remembering his place. He drew back his hand and cleared his throat again. "You're going to need to push your ass up a bit more, Hidan."

Hidan complied speechlessly, red face pressed in pillow, and now Kakuzu could see everything. The skin was no longer soft, white and smooth, but wet, coarse and an angry red... And it was twitching expectantly.

Kakuzu cringed, not at the sight of Hidan's asshole itself but at the rawness and the intimacy that this sight represented. He knew that the act of stretching one's ass was not unusual among other people, and that he and Hidan had done many things that these others would find hugely embarrassing and that they would probably consider more intimate. But... he and Hidan weren't normal – they had never been – and he supposed it was inevitable that they would be abnormal about something as simple as preparation too.

After taking a deep breath, Kakuzu pushed one asscheek to the side and pressed a finger to the hole. It felt warm and wet, and as expected, he felt extremely uncomfortable about it.

"Oh my Jashin I think I'm going to throw up," groaned Hidan.

Kakuzu ignored him and pushed the finger in. Muscles instantly clenched tightly against it in reflex, and Kakuzu grimaced.

"Look Hidan, you're making this a lot more problematic than it needs to be," he said through gritted teeth. "At least try to relax."

"I can't fucking relax – you're sticking your finger up my ass and it's fucking weird," mumbled Hidan. "Besides, you're not exactly relaxed yourself; I can tell how awkward you're f- fuck! Don't fucking stick it in so fast!'

"Sorry about that," said Kakuzu, not sounding sorry at all. In fact, he found rather liked the sound of Hidan's reaction – it made him feel in control again – and he decided he needed to hear more. He pulled out his finger almost all the way, added a second, and pushed them both in again, and again, and again.

"Ugh, this is so fucking nasty," moaned Hidan in discomfort. "What the hell was I thinking, asking you to- Gah! No, don't slow down - hurry up, Kakuzu. Just hurry the fuck up and get on with it."

"Are you telling me to go faster?" smirked Kakuzu.

"Look- no! Don't fucking make it sound like I'm enjoying this. I just wanted to get this over with and- hey! Woah, hold on, no need to go bloody exploring-"

Kakuzu ignored him – again – as he curled his fingers up with each thrust, moving around them to find the spot that would best grant Hidan pleasure. And it wasn't long until he did.

"Oh man... Th-there, that's the spot! Oh fuuuuckk, fuck yes..." Hidan cried out, as he pushed his ass back in time with the thrusting of Kakuzu's fingers.

"Changed your mind, did you Hidan?" teased Kakuzu. "Feeling good now? Answer me."

Hidan turned back to face Kakuzu, who noticed somewhat arrogantly that his face was void of all previous embarrassment and was now purely (or impurely, whichever way you look at things) lustful.

"Let me get back on now. Come on, you've prepared me enough," Hidan said, a pleading look on his face.

"Fine with me."


"Damnit. Damnit, damnit, DAMNIT!"

"What the hell is your problem now?"

"I can't fucking find the spot," scowled Hidan, from his seat on top of Kakuzu.

Kakuzu raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Really now? Allow me."

He gripped Hidan firmly by the hips and began grinding Hidan's ass against him. Immediately he found it; the sharp gasp that had just come from Hidan was unmistakable.

Kakuzu smirked, feeling proud that he knew Hidan's body better than Hidan did himself. He continued thrusting up into Hidan, making sure he hit the spot with every single thrust.

"Kakuzu! How the fuck did you – gah! – know where it was? Mmph! Oh shit, this is so good. Shit, so fucking good..."

Soon, Hidan became absolutely delirious with the pleasure of that deliciously sensitive spot. His eyes were glazed over with lust and his slack jaw hung open; he appeared to be lost in a different world.

"Hidan? Are you still there?"

There was no answer, apart from the desperate moaning and gasping. Kakuzu scoffed; to think that Hidan had been asking for this for years and now he was barely conscious for it. He rolled his eyes and continued to do Hidan's work for him, until-

SPLAAAT!

-he unexpectedly received a considerable amount of cum on his chest; one of his major pet peeves.

"Hidan," he growled dangerously, glaring intently at the half-unconscious Jashinist in whom his dick was enveloped. "Wake the fuck up!"

He slapped Hidan harshly on the ass, and Hidan immediately jolted back into reality at the sharp sound, not to mention the stinging pain.

"W-waa..?" babbled Hidan groggily, failing to comprehend the present situation from his hazy state.

Still thrusting his hips up against Hidan, Kakuzu pointed to the watery white mess on his chest in displeasure. "You. Get this off me. Now."

Hidan looked at him blankly, then followed the direction of Kakuzu's finger and stared at his chest. Nothing clicked – he didn't understand what Kakuzu was saying, but something told him to try the taste of the liquid splattered there. So he did.

Hidan slowly moved his head down towards Kakuzu's chest and paused about an inch before it. He then poked out his tongue and licked the skin lightly, as if in curiosity. Kakuzu jerked uncontrollably as soon as he felt that warm, wet feeling on his skin, and as Hidan repeated the action like a cat, he found he had to clutch the sheets behind him to stop himself from tackling Hidan and plunging relentlessly into him.

"Mmm, I like the taste of you, Kuzu-chan..."

"You idiot," said Kakuzu gruffly. "It's your own cum."

Hidan, who was didn't answer as he was still part lost in his world of ecstasy, finished licking off the remaining cum. A hopeless moaning filled the otherwise quiet room as Hidan roamed around the rest of Kakuzu's chest, and his licks turned to hot open-mouth kissing and heavy breathing against the skin. Kakuzu was beginning to have difficulty breathing himself – his breath coming in short, uneven pants. He considered pulling out and shoving Hidan off him in order to regain control – yes, even before ejaculation – but decided against it as that would be a major blow to his ego; he had basically ordered Hidan to do this so he had to stick it out.

By the time Hidan got to Kakuzu's right nipple though, Kakuzu was sweating and desperately trying to keep still, but his body seemed to have other ideas: his hips bucked upwards frantically; his hands held a tight grip on Hidan's round ass, and occasionally gave it an encouraging spank or two; and his tentacles (when did they get out?) were fondling Hidan's balls like they had a mind of their own.

"What the fuck are you doing?" asked Kakuzu of Hidan, who was basically making out with the nipple – which was, notably, very stiff.

Again, Hidan gave no answer – he just carried on making that awful moaning sound, kissing with his eyes closed and lips opening and closing on the bud, as if...

No way, thought Kakuzu in bewilderment. Does he think it's my mouth...?

"Why aren't you kissing back Kuzu?" asked Hidan in pre-occupied and distant frustration. "Don't ignore me, damnit..."

Kakuzu looked down and saw that Hidan was staring at Kakuzu's now red nipple, but his eyes were still glazed over and unfocussed as before.

Oh God, he really is delusional. How... arousing.

And with that thought, Kakuzu lost all self-control and came violently up into Hidan, who let out an unintelligible "Gahhh!" at the sudden invasion of semen, threw his head back and came on Kakuzu's chest all over again.