A/N: So...henceforth, Sasuke will be receiving quite the education. Maybe I mentioned it before, maybe I didn't, but this fic will get graphic.

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Chapter 9

His sleep was deep and sublime. Even in rest, he was able to admit that he'd never enjoyed sleeping so much. While he drifted in the nonexistent place between dreaming and waking, Sasuke tried to ascertain why this was.

The walls and restrictions he lived with were absent when he slept. His mind was free to roam over truths and admissions blocked to it when he was awake. Now it found that it was quite easy to acknowledge that having a large, warm body smothering him with heat while frigid air blew around the room had to be the best way to sleep. Being full of good food didn't hurt. Nor did the soreness in his mouth and the memory of pleasure his oral activities had afforded him. Now, the pleasure was embraced fully, reminding his sleeping mind that the source of that pleasure was curled around his back, his heavy leg thrown over Sasuke's. Sasuke burrowed deeper into that heat, groaning in contentment.

Comforting blackness rolled over him, so that he was completely asleep once more. When he rose from these depths slowly sometime later, it was again only halfway, only enough for him to feel what was around him as he turned his face into his pillow with a sigh.

The funny thing about being neither awake nor asleep, was that things that were happening in the immediate vicinity tended to be incorporated into the flimsy dreams you were having. Sounds and scents wove themselves into the fabric of whatever fantasy you were having so that you just accepted it as part of your dream. Sasuke was dreaming of warm, lazy days on the beach at the Uchiha summer home. It was a clean, private stretch of sand, where he'd almost drowned some years ago. In his dream he was sprawled indecently on the warm sand, spread-eagled. The waves washed in and licked up his nude body. Each time they came, they licked up a little higher. He was almost able to anticipate where those waves would land next. They'd finished with his feet and were now moving up his calves.

Odd, that the waves were so warm. Hot even. And it seemed that there were creatures in the waves, for now it felt as if a mouth was the source of the heat, licking and nibbling his skin. These were pleasant. Sasuke extended his legs further, letting whatever benevolent creatures that found him so tasty have free reign. A sigh of acceptance escaped him.

"Oi, another mistake like that and I'll pitch you overboard! Ass!"

This distant shout, recognizable even in slumber as Neji's voice, abruptly translated the warm waves and nibbling sea creatures to a human mouth. Sasuke rose to full wakefulness quickly, dragging the realizations that he was in Naruto's bed and thus being subject to Naruto's mouth with him. He opened his eyes on a spluttering oath of affront that had him rolling away from that mouth before he really knew what he was doing.

-oOo-

Naruto watched Sasuke flail himself free of the sheet tangled around him with his head now propped on his hand. He scratched lazily at his itchy cock –still crusted with his seed- as Sasuke disappeared over the side of the bed and landed on the tray of discarded breakfast things. The crash was punctuated by Sasuke's miserable whimper of embarrassment.

One pale foot had managed to remain on the bed. The rest of Sasuke was out of sight. Naruto addressed the foot as he absently cleaned his nails of the white flakey substance that had gathered from his scratching. "Nightmare?"

Sasuke's head appeared on the far side of the bed like a jack-in-the-box, face set in a narrow-eyed scowl. He seemed unable to speak, though the words were clearly there in his mouth, longing to be said. Sasuke's lips worked a moment, pursed around whatever insult he had in mind, before his eyes fell on Naruto's organ.

Naruto was momentarily captivated by Sasuke's reaction. The man's eyes widened, turned beady, before his face wrinkled in clear disgust. Naruto looked down at himself, trying to see what was so wrong with his rod.

It was uncut, but beyond that he couldn't see any difference from Sasuke's own piece. Though Sasuke's was very pale. Years of Naruto handling his own flesh had darkened it, roughened it somewhat.

Sasuke stood, turned, and appeared to be looking for something. Naruto stretched out on the bed. "You're not going anywhere, so don't bother looking for clothes. I tossed them out yon window while you slept anyway."

"I beg your pardon?" Sasuke turned slowly, his face spread into an expression of wide-eyed disbelief.

Naruto swept his hand at the corner where Gaara had deposited all Sasuke's belongings. It was now empty. "Tossed your things out the window."

Sasuke blinked at the empty corner. His anger was sufficient to make him forget that he was standing in the center of the cabin completely nude. Naruto took the opportunity to look his fill.

There was musculature present that Naruto was sure did not grace many aristocrats. Somewhere in Sasuke's history was a story, one that would explain the body, the fighting skills, and how he came to be at Naruto's mercy in the first place. He raised his eyes to Sasuke's when one trembling hand settled over exposed privates, interrupting his perusal. "Come back here."

"You'll find that my adherence to our agreement does not entitle you to order me around," Sasuke said evenly. His spine was stiff and straight.

Adopting Sasuke's privileged tone, Naruto set his face in similar haughty lines. "You'll recall, if you will, that you gave me your word as a gentleman to perform your service to the best of your capabilities. As my lover, you are to please me. And it pleases me that you come back to bed now… or I will do away with the patience I've shown you thus far and simply appease my desire to sheathe myself in your body." Then, his good spirits returning, he added in his normal voice, "Come now, it's not so bad with me, is it? You responded to me last night well enough. Better than I could have hoped for."

Sasuke stared at the smile, at the hand held out to him, and knew a moment of madness wherein he devoutly wished he'd agreed to marry Sakura. None of this would be taking place if he had. His brother would be alive.

It was only a moment. "You are a reprobate."

The smile widened. The hand beckoned.

I am no coward, Sasuke reminded himself. And since the cad had brought up his shameful responses of last night, nor am I a hypocrite. How long would it take them to reach Japan? They couldn't arrive soon enough, of that he was certain.

-oOo-

Naruto followed him with his eyes, noting the way Sasuke moved toward the bed as if toward the headsman. Sasuke sat on the edge of the mattress. Naruto moved backward, giving room, an invitation. Sasuke took it and lay his person on the space provided, hands clasped securely over his stomach, with his eyes staring at the cabin ceiling.

Getting as close to Sasuke as he could, Naruto covered them to their chests with the blanket, and resumed his former position of holding his head on one hand. He gazed at Sasuke's face, at his still-swollen mouth. "I'd like to know a few things about you, if you're agreeable?"

The dark eyes slid in his direction without movement from the head. "Such as?"

"Well, I guess I'll start with the immediate questions, then work my way backward to how you came to be behind that pile of dunnage. Why are you resisting?"

"I'm sorry?"

"Me. Why are you resisting me if you're capable of enjoying my attentions?"

Sasuke looked away again. He was several minutes answering. "I feel I've given in well enough. If I were resisting, I wouldn't be in your bed."

Naruto waited patiently.

Sasuke apparently held a conversation in his own head; when next he spoke, it was as if he'd spent some time coming to terms with certain arguments he lived with. "I used to take pride in pursuing things that pleased me. It seemed to be a rule of the higher echelons of society that everything considered to be fun and enjoyable, be forbidden and frowned upon. No one else dared be caught behaving incorrectly. It made me feel brave and modern to flaunt this rule and do as I pleased."

Though he didn't see how this answered his question, Naruto nodded. "And now?"

"Now I find I've become the very thing I used to despise. A puppet. A follower. Some chains are hard to cast off, Naruto."

"I've never known a man less like a puppet or a follower. You're not like any noble I've heard about or seen."

"You haven't seen many then."

"What chains do you mean?"

"Socially accepted behavior. The biggest chain that governs nearly every action of the gently born."

Naruto frowned, struggling to think the words through. "If it's such a yoke about your neck, doesn't that mean you disagree with what's socially acceptable?"

"Wear a chain or a yoke long enough and you cease to feel it."

"But you know it's there. And you hate it, don't you."

"We go with what's familiar, even if it kills us. Change is often too frightening to consider, Naruto."

"I don't understand that. If something is killing me, I kill it first. And change is life, what makes life exciting. If you're not changing then you're not living. Only the dead don't change."

Thoughtful silence greeted this. "Perhaps I am dead. I have been for the last six years, at any rate." Sasuke turned his head away.

The back of Sasuke's black hair was soft to Naruto's touch. "Out there in society you can be as dead and socially acceptable as you want. In here… well, dead men don't kiss me back the way you did. In this cabin, what's socially acceptable is what's physically pleasurable. I'm the only society present. I won't judge behavior I'm also guilty of, will I?" The smooth strands slipped easily through his fingers, whispers of silk. "I'm pretty good at undoing chains, as well."

A blush that stole over Sasuke's entire body. Naruto watched it where it warmed the pallor of Sasuke's arm and shoulder. He was caught off guard when he was suddenly pushed to his back and kissed hungrily.

His senses returned so that he rolled, reversing their positions. He lifted his head only long enough to ask, "Resistance gone?"

"For now. Make me forget the chains, Naruto. Save me."

"There are no chains here."


Naruto picked up where he'd left off. Sasuke registered that he even sighed as he had while he'd been sleeping at feeling Naruto's mouth nurse at his legs. The sheer intimacy he allowed the man was almost impossible to dwell on. The amount of touching he'd done since making Naruto's acquaintance would be considered vile in the extreme to anyone he knew. Why, the whole reason behind wearing gloves in public was because to touch another's skin with one's own was considered extremely impolite. He was reminded that the lower classes did not wear gloves. Without such simple barriers, things like touching must seem commonplace to them.

It certainly was to the blonde whose head now hovered over his thighs. That another could be so close to his private areas sent fingers of apprehension crawling over Sasuke's body. During the night, things had been dark. His eyes had been closed, further negating his actions and the actions being done to him. Now there was no hiding, though they were still covered with the blanket. There was no umbrella to shield him from the truth: Naruto had unlocked the chains. It was left to Sasuke to walk free of them.

He made himself consciously relax, focusing on where Naruto's wide hands were pushing his legs apart. Warm breath fanned his skin before that mouth descended again, bathing an area of his inner thigh with wet fire. Naruto's rough tongue dragged across his skin, over his hip, to his other thigh, where the lips closed over a mouthful of flesh and sucked strongly. It made him arch off the bed, his mouth opening in a soundless cry of surprise and pleasure. Such odd things the man did. Such curiously odd, yet pleasing things he did with his mouth. The kissing, and now this.

The rumbling growl against his stomach had Sasuke snuffling out a small laugh. It tickled him, the way Naruto bit around his navel. That tireless tongue dipped inside briefly, bringing another sound of surprise from him, before working its warm way up to his nipples. Here he was forced to become vocal at last.

It was news to him, how sensitive these buds of flesh were. He did more than arch when Naruto's hot mouth closed over one. He gasped and shouted Naruto's name in warning, of what he didn't know. He was half sitting up and shoving at the head of bright hair.

Naruto pressed him back down, held him down, and made of his mouth a tight vacuum on his nipple. He was completely focused on the sharp pleasure this called up, at the way the pleasure was like a clarion call to the rest of his body. The call was answered eagerly, as if his body had waited an eternity for just such a call to awaken it. It wasn't a slow awakening, but a sudden upheaval of sensation that left Sasuke dazed and breathless. The biggest concentration of feeling was centered in his manhood, and the pouch beneath it, now harder and more engorged than it had ever been the previous night. He found his hand in Naruto's hair, holding him to the new discovery of his nipple and realized his own head was thrown back.

So many discoveries:

Nipples could be worked in unison by hand and mouth; sucking of skin afforded heady enjoyment indeed, as well as leaving mesmerizing marks on the skin, visual evidence of one's submission to unmentionable acts; An ear, a completely innocuous part of the body, nonetheless contained the ability to feel pleasure intensely, especially when bitten softly with sharp teeth or sucked unmercifully; His back, something that existed to carry burdens or fill out his jacket, elicited delightful shudders when kissed and nibbled, when rubbed tenderly; His buttocks was not there merely to enable a seated position. He knew that at some point it would be filled with Naruto's body, but who would ever have guessed that the cheeks could send him squealing into his palm with a few well-placed bites and one of those suckling maneuvers that marked him? Would wonders never cease?

The biggest discovery was how his body was like an orchestra. Naruto conducted each instrument, each body part, until his body gave off a symphony of pleasure that was a true masterpiece. He'd never known that pleasure could be experienced in any place other than his genitals, or that such things as fingers (sucked diligently) and knees (nuzzled relentlessly) were connected to every other part of him, and capable of augmenting the symphony immeasurably.

-oOo-

When he was made to turn over again, Naruto came and rested his heavy weight on his chest, his chin pointy and painful on Sasuke's sternum. His blue eyes were bright and avid with his recent activities and Sasuke's responses to them. Sasuke barely had the energy to hold his stare, so thoroughly had Naruto's mouth wrung him of strength. He wasn't left too long wondering what was next.

"Since I'm still only just beginning the oral phase of our confinement together, I thought I'd see if you were up for the next part." Naruto wriggled on Sasuke's body, hummed in pleasure. His eyes darkened. "Feels like you're definitely up… which is handy since I'll be initiating you into the wonders of oral gratification."

Sasuke licked his lips, attempting to bring his mind to bear on what was being said. "Was not all this oral gratification?"

"Hardly. Not as I understand it, anyway. I've purposely ignored your rod till now, but it calls to me."

This was said with such a private look of predatory enjoyment, that Sasuke pushed himself to a reclining position, slightly afraid. "My… rod? My god, is that what you people call one's manhood?"

"Actually, I used that word so as not to violate your sensibilities. I generally call it my cock."

"A cock." Sasuke experimented with the word.

"Cock, cod, rod, it makes no difference. All shorter than saying manhood every time, though, don't you think?"

"Cock," Sasuke whispered, still fascinated by the word. Then, remembering Naruto's earlier statement, "Calls to you? I'm sorry, how does this relate to oral-" He sat up suddenly, causing Naruto to straddle his thighs. "You're not thinking of putting your mouth on my man- on my rodcock?"

Naruto looked at the bulging black eyes, the flared nostrils, and threw his head back to yodel out a laugh of hysterical proportions. God help him, he would go to his grave remembering that look! "Rodcock!" he gasped. "It's one or the other, not both."

Sasuke scarcely thought that worth mentioning. When Naruto had calmed down and wiped his eyes, he tried again, this time working a tone of reason into his words. "You cannot think to perform such an act. It is beyond base and depraved, it-"

Naruto was suddenly silent and watchful as he reached between them and handled Sasuke's softening arousal. Sasuke softened as well, wilting from his stiff posture of outrage. He leaned back against the headboard, speaking soundlessly as Naruto squeezed gently.

"Now that I've successfully scattered your wits," Naruto chuckled, "why don't you take the time to remember that you enjoyed my mouth on other parts of your body?"

"That… that was different." It was difficult to focus on anything but the texture of Naruto's calluses.

"Let me put it another way. If you expect to be free of chains, you need to submit to what I do to you."

"Do to me…?"

Naruto's voice was muffled, his head now lowered in preparation for replacing his hand. "Yes. Do to you. I'm going to do a lot of things to you that you'll take objection to… but I'm willing to bet you'll enjoy them. Shall we see?"


Neji, Shikamaru, Temari, Chouji, and most especially Gaara, turned and froze with their eyes on the captain's cabin door at the throaty yell that throbbed across the deck. Gaara's lower lip trembled at imagining what torture his master must be going through, but he'd been expressly told not to go near that door unless summoned. An order given by the captain and backed up by his master.

Kankurou put a comforting hand on his shoulder, and rubbed his hair when Gaara turned his wet face into his chest.

Neji smirked wolfishly, eyes shining with maniac glee.


He couldn't breathe.

His head was craned backward, mouth sagging open, but he could not draw breath.

Naruto's mouth sucked and pulled hotly on his cock. The combination of suction and gliding whenever Naruto moved his head back was like the door to Hell being opened; an invitation to be tempted to the dark side. Nothing that felt so good could possibly be anything but of the purest evil. "Christ Jesus," Sasuke prayed hoarsely.

He was rewarded with a hum of reprimand that had him beating futilely on Naruto's shoulder. His hand hardly affected the broad expanse, other than to bring out another, stronger hum that had his pouch tightening as it emptied his seed in rich, pulsing bursts. His hips rocked upward powerfully a time or two before he could control himself.

And still Naruto suckled him.

Another shout was gathering in his breast, rolling out of his throat, but Naruto's hand came down on his face, silencing him as he finished with a lingering suck to the tip of Sasuke's cock. Sasuke lay shuddering in shame and unspeakable revulsion. And in secret, disgraceful pleasure. That would never be admitted.

As if it needed admitting. The look of smug satisfaction on Naruto's face as he settled by Sasuke's head said he knew all that Sasuke was hiding.

"You're no better than a whore, with your filthy practices," Sasuke wheezed. "Worse, even. A whore would never behave as you did just now."

"Really? I'd say you were cheated of your coin, then. Any whore who failed to perform such basic services was either ill-educated or lazy."

"Do not tell me such an act is commonplace among you?"

"What happened to making you forget your chains? I thought you wanted to be saved."

Sasuke tried to roll away from the knowing expression. He was pulled back and held tightly to Naruto's side. "Kissing is one thing. What you did-"

"Was the tip of the iceberg. So far, I've been pleasuring you. Have you forgotten that you're the one with the debt? You should start taking notes. I intend to be paid."

Sasuke was aghast. "Not like that, surely? Never say you expect me to behave worse than an animal and do as you've done?"

Naruto gave him a considering look. "'We go with what's familiar because change is too frightening.' That's what you said, isn't it? I think I understand now." He leaned into the anxious face below him. "Did you enjoy that last part?"

"Spawn of Satan!" To think that Naruto had actually swallowed his seed… Sasuke felt sick.

Naruto blinked. "I'll take that as a yes."

"How dare-"

"But since you are dead set against admitting you like what you feel, I see no reason to take your feelings into consideration. I will use you like the animal you think I am. It's sad, since a short time ago you were actually openly enjoying yourself. Turn over."

Sasuke sobered instantly. "No, I-"

"Pleasure is not something to feel ashamed about, Sasuke. And calling me the spawn of Satan just because it's how you feel for enjoying what I did helps no one, least of all yourself. If you really want to be free, then you need to accept that some things are considered wrong because small-minded people can only control you by taking away what you love. Now, turn over. Your bigotry is starting to taint my own pleasure and I won't let that happen."

"Wait… please."

Naruto waited.

But Sasuke could not bring himself to admit he'd found pleasure in such a disgusting act. He looked at Naruto imploringly, silently asking for understanding.

Naruto did understand. To a point. What he couldn't understand was why it was so hard to let yourself enjoy something. Enjoyment of life was something that came naturally to anything that breathed, wasn't it? He didn't have the patience to coddle Sasuke's upbringing, not when the man was capable of such abandon. If only he could release the man from his own prison of rigid behavior…

-oOo-

He would. He already had with kissing and mouth play. He was making progress. Sasuke had once told him that he'd cut out his heart if Naruto approached him. He'd come a long way from that already. Naruto was confident he'd have Sasuke acquiescing to all that he had in mind. And one day you'll beg for it, Sasuke. I swear it.

For now, he gathered Sasuke close, and soothed his ruffled feathers with more kissing. The ache in his own loins was fierce and painful. He would have Sasuke swallowing him whole by tonight at the latest. He paused in his soft chewing of Sasuke's bottom lip. "Resistance gone? For good this time?"

A brief hesitation. "I won't resist."

"Your word?"

"My word on it."

Another heated kiss, this time with Sasuke's own participation meeting Naruto halfway. "You did enjoy it, Sasuke. Tell the truth." He spoke against Sasuke's lips.

"…I did."

"I can suck you again… there, and other places…"

"There can't possibly be any more private places. I'm relieved. At least now I know I've experienced all there is to know of oral gratification. There will be no further surprises."

That's what you think, Naruto smiled to himself.

This little conversation took place in whispers between kisses. The kisses themselves climbed in urgency as both men succumbed to the feel of desire. Desire for pleasure, desire to be touched. Sasuke rolled on top of Naruto, and the latter grunted in approval of the weight. Sasuke's hands were hot where they gripped his face, and he'd progressed enough now to make slight rocking motions against Naruto's pelvis, already mimicking the blond's actions from last night. It could be that Sasuke associated kissing with humping now, but Naruto wasn't sure. He grasped both halves of Sasuke's ass boldly and guided the motions to a stronger movement.

Sasuke released the mouth beneath his to quietly gasp as he felt his crisis approaching again. He left his mouth open, hovering over Naruto's, as shivers worked up and down his spine. "Ahh… ahhhh," he hissed.

Naruto rotated Sasuke's hips, smearing the warmth he poured out on them both. Sasuke's cock twitched throughout, his ass flexing in Naruto's palms, then he lay weakly on his chest.

When he was turned to his back, and his genitals licked and sucked clean of his seed, he didn't protest. He didn't even look away. Naruto saw the new acceptance and nodded in approval.

"Maybe there is hope for you," he told Sasuke with a wink.

I'm hopelessly doomed to be debauched by this mad man, Sasuke thought with a feeling he found familiar. It was a while before he recalled the pleasant tingle in his chest as the feeling he used to get when defying his father. At realizing this, he smiled a small smirk. Juugo would have recognized it. Perhaps there is hope for me after all.

The chains were left behind.