The Art of Being Used
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SUMMARY: Kabuto Yakushi was comfortable being used. However, what's a spy to do when he finds himself longing to be more than a tool to Orochimaru: a master he knows he must betray?
Chapter 9: Decadence
Kabuto slowly undid the rest of the knot.
Orochimaru watched enraptured as black satin slid down peach skin. The fabric pooled at Kabuto's sides, leaving the medical ninja bared. He licked his lips in anticipation, fire coiling tight in his belly.
"Stretch your arms for me, above your head."
Kabuto languidly raised his arms above his head.
"Arch your body for me Kabuto."
Kabuto obeyed wordlessly, his back bowing off the bed, displaying his body for the Sannin's pleasure.
"Stay like that until I tell you otherwise," Orochimaru murmured in a husky voice.
Orochimaru let his breath hiss out. Kabuto was breathtaking. The boy was splayed across his bed, platinum hair spread out like a halo, his chest heaving, and a faint flush tinting his skin. With his body arched the muscles of his shoulders stood out in firm relief, his throat bared, and nipples peaked. The muscles of his hips and thighs trembled as he held the pose.
Orochimaru followed the thin line of silver hair starting low on Kabuto's abdomen to the thick curls between his thighs where Kabuto was aroused, the head swollen beneath the foreskin, fluid glistening at the tip.
Something avariciousness roared inside Orochimaru. No one else had ever seen Kabuto displayed so sensuously, no one else had aroused Kabuto and brought him to climax…it was all his. Orochimaru stared into Kabuto's endless obsidian eyes captivated by the younger man's complete submissiveness. Kabuto followed orders, did Orochimaru's bidding, but he had never relinquished control like this before. Seeing his right hand panting at him with glazed eyes, willing to do whatever he wanted made him heady with power. Licking his lips again, he closed his eyes, fighting for control.
This was a rare occasion, one he wanted to savor leisurely.
He opened his eyes slowly, his pupils dilating as he took in the decadent display before him. "Do you have any idea how wanton you appear," he purred, his voice pouring over the younger man. "Masturbate for me Kabuto. Use the sheet. Keep one arm stretched above you."
Kabuto lowered an arm feeling as if he were outside his own body. He gathered a corner of the satin cover, ran it languidly down his chest and stomach, sliding the sensuous fabric to his hips and sweeping it along his sides.
Keeping his eyes focused on the man in front of him, he glided his satin covered hand along his member, his mouth parting at the sensation.
"Slowly, Kabuto."
Shaking, he ghosted his hand up and back down. Biting his lip, he repeated the process, the barely there touch and slinky fabric sending sparks up his spine. He slid his hand back up and gently traced his sensitive head. His right hand fisted into the sheets above him and he threw his head back, his eyes closing in pleasure. He skimmed his hand down the underside of his arousal, gently sweeping along his sac.
A moan echoed in the room but it didn't come from him. Opening languorous eyes, he caught his master's ravenous gaze. Orochimaru appeared to be the verge of eating him alive. The imagery made Kabuto whimper slightly and he slid his hand back to his cock, fisting it tighter and began a series of measured long strokes. Groaning, Kabuto licked his lips, his forehead beading with perspiration.
"Orochimaru-sama," he moaned drawing a shudder from the older nin.
"Stop," Orochimaru rasped and Kabuto stilled his hand at once.
An arch of fierce desire threatened to bring Orochimaru to his knees. A tremor shook his body and he swallowed. He sported an excruciating hard-on and wanted nothing more than just to take Kabuto and fuck him senseless.
Breathing harshly, he brought his libido under control with some difficulty. "Spread your legs wider and suck on the fingers of your right hand."
Kabuto panted and spread his thighs further apart at once, baring himself completely to the Sannin's possessive stare. He brought his hand to his mouth, nipped his forefinger, and then sucked the digit into his mouth. Feeling debauched, he ran his tongue over his finger.
Orochimaru's breath hitched. "Add another finger."
Kabuto slipped his index finger in as well and thrust the fingers in and out of his mouth, licking at them. Orochimaru's breathing grew heavier.
"Add another finger."
Kabuto slid a third finger in, coating them with saliva, mimicking with his fingers what he wanted his master to do to him.
"Stroke your cock."
Kabuto shivered and caressed his neglected cock, gradually matching the rhythm of his strokes to the suckling of his fingers. He spread his legs wider, his back aching from holding his pose for so long.
"Fuck yourself Kabuto."
Kabuto's heart stopped momentarily. A tremor racked his body and his heart resumed its beat. Kabuto slipped his slick fingers out of his mouth. Panting, he slid his hand down past his groin, fingers hovering just outside his entrance as he hesitated. Fingers trembling, he played with the tight hole, his breath hitching as nerves rarely utilized sparked to life at his touch.
Orochimaru gasped at the display before him. Kabuto's lean thighs were spread revealing his taut ass cheeks and the inviting entrance glistening with the boy's own saliva, his fingers teasing the pink hole and then Kabuto slipped one slim finger in up to the first knuckle. His other hand, still wrapped in black satin, was stroking his cock.
"Deeper Kabuto. Penetrate deeper!"
Kabuto raised his eyes and whimpered, sweat glistening on his body and causing some of his silver strands to cling to his face.
Kabuto tried to force his muscles to relax and pushed the finger in deeper giving a little cry.
"Penetrate all the way Kabuto...yes, that is it, just like that. Do you like that Kabuto; do you enjoy being filled by your own hand?"
"It-it feels strange," Kabuto gasped. His muscles clenched around his finger, burning slightly at the intrusion into his body and Kabuto thrashed his head at the sensation biting his lip. He knew intellectually that if stimulated properly, the nerves here, including the prostate, could induce pleasurable sensations, but actually physically experiencing it was almost disconcerting. Shivering, he slowly pulled the finger out and pushed it back in up to the second knuckle this time.
"Add the second finger Kabuto."
Kabuto pulled the first finger back out so that just the tip was left, joined his index finger with his forefinger, and pushed the two digits past the tight ring muscle and hissed. It stung and yet it still sent little sparks up his spine.
Kabuto curled his fingers slightly while pushing them in and almost jerked upright as they brushed by a sensitive bundle of nerves inside him.
"Fuck!"
Orochimaru chuckled, the sound seductive and smooth and Kabuto melted into it.
"That is it; go in all the way...excellent. Now scissor your fingers Kabuto. Spread yourself for me."
His body going into sensory overload and his cock starting to dribble pre-cum Kabuto followed Orochimaru's orders and held back a groan as he did so.
"No, do not hold back Kabuto. Let me hear you."
"Ngghh, Orochimaru-sama. It-it feels...ahh!"
The Sannin licked his lips unable to tear his eyes away from the erotic display being performed for him. His chest tightened and chakra started to seep out of him.
"Add the third finger Kabuto and fuck yourself."
Kabuto added another finger and pumped all three digits very gently in and out of his body.
Kabuto jerked, trying to stroke his cock and finger fuck himself at the same time, his body trembling and straining. Orochimaru just watched him with that voracious, almost feral expression, on his face, adding to the turmoil raging inside the young medic. He cried and threw his head back, his body writhing on the bed.
"Oh! Orochimaru-sama, I-I...I can't do b-both!"
"You will do both and you will not cum until I tell you Kabuto," the Sannin bit out viciously. Watching Kabuto's performance was the single most enticing show he had ever seen, one that he wanted to savor as long as possible. Kabuto would just have to suffer.
"Does that feel good Kabuto, do you enjoy how hot and tight it is? Do you enjoy jerking your cock while fucking your own ass with your fingers Kabuto?"
Kabuto's body shuddered at the Sannin's whispered erotica. His back ached fiercely, the muscles protesting holding his arched position for so long, his lungs burned with the effort to breathe, sweat making his skin shine, and he hovered on the brink. Close, he was so close, and seeing how much his master enjoyed watching him perform for him only added to the tension. Kabuto gasped, moaning aloud, as everything tensed, all the new sensations piling into one another and his body tightened. He was going ….
Orochimaru noticed the copious amount of pre-cum leaking from the tip of Kabuto's cock. As arousing as the medic's show was he needed to stop the young man. He just didn't have the endurance and he was not coming before Orochimaru did.
"Stop Kabuto!"
Kabuto ceased all movement, three finger buried in his ass and his hand still on his dick.
"Take the fingers out and remove your hand from your cock."
Shaking Kabuto did as instructed and then fisted his hands into the covers beside him, allowing his body to fall back to bed and panted.
Orochimaru let his tongue snake out and trail up the medic's thigh and to his shaft, licking the pre-cum from the weeping head.
Kabuto's body jerked. "O-Or-Orochimaru!"
"Sit up Kabuto."
Kabuto tried to sit up and fell onto his back on his first attempt. Taking deep breaths he stilled his body and heaved himself to a sitting position, his hair swinging and framing his face, his dark eyes hazed over with lust.
Orochimaru smirked. Seeing Kabuto so affected, unable to maintain that damn mask he always wore excited the Sannin. Orochimaru stepped back and motioned Kabuto to stand up. He laughed softly as he watched Kabuto try to rise on legs that would not support him.
"Having trouble Kabuto-kun?"
Kabuto shot the man a dirty look and flopped back onto the bed in exasperation. "I can't."
Orochimaru was delighted. Moving forward he grasped Kabuto by an arm and pulled the medical nin to his feet and against his chest as he stepped back again from the bed. He wrapped his arms around Kabuto's waist and pressed their bodies together.
Kabuto felt the rasp of Orochimaru's kimono against his bare skin and nuzzled his face into the crook of his shoulder, inhaling deeply. The man smelled so fucking good. He felt his hair being tugged and let out a heartfelt groan, tilting his head back.
Orochimaru could feel his excitement bubble over and bent his head kissing those supple lips. Kabuto moaned into the kiss and parted his lips in invitation. Orochimaru, never one to let an opportunity to pass him by, delved deeper. He sucked the younger man's tongue and gently nipping before clashing their tongues together, his own longer length twisting about Kabuto's and going to stoke inside the Kabuto's mouth. He tasted sweet and salty and of passion. He licked into him and supported both their weight as Kabuto's knees gave out on him. Pulling away and drawing his own tongue back he nipped lightly at those smooth lips and tilted Kabuto's face to the side and kissing his way up the boy's delectable throat before sucking on his earlobe.
Kabuto panted and made throaty little noises as he fisted his hands into the Sannin's kimono, pushing himself on the older man. Orochimaru hummed around his ear and Kabuto cried out.
"Orochimaru...I-Ngghh. Yes...ohhh, yes. Harder, please. Suck harder!"
Kabuto tried to move his head as the sensations became too much but was firmly held in place and Orochimaru gave a yank to the silver tresses. It only made Kabuto cry out more and press their hips together.
"Ohhh...yes...please...I-I need...Orochimaru!"
The Sannin bit harder on the earlobe in his mouth and then trailed bites down Kabuto neck, stopping at the spot he had given the medic a hickey the previous night and frowned. The marks were gone. He sucked at the skin and then pierced the willing flesh with his fangs.
"Ahhh! I-fuck!"
Orochimaru pulled back and licked the blood away. He turned Kabuto's head with a finger under the man's chin.
"You are not to heal any marks I give to you Kabuto!"
Kabuto nodded numbly, his eyes glazed over. Orochimaru pressed a soft kiss to his lips once more and then pulled back from the younger man, letting go of his waist.
"On your knees."
Kabuto obeyed but mainly because he couldn't stand without the Sannin's support. He slid into a boneless heap at the man's feet and looked up.
Orochimaru smiled; heady with the power he had over Kabuto. "Remove my kimono Kabuto."
The medical ninja forced his limp arms to the sash tied around Orochimaru's waist and unwound it. He dropped the sash to the floor and pulled the kimono apart, tugging at the fabric, causing it to slide off pale shoulders and arms. It pooled around Orochimaru's feet and Kabuto's knees.
Kabuto's mouth fell open. His master had been fueling Kabuto's erotic dreams and fantasies since he had been a young boy but to see him up close, all that pale smooth flesh just within distance cause his heart to lurch and desire burn his veins.
He was a living, breathing wet dream, clad only in a very dark purple, almost black, thong that lovingly cupped the man's prominent erection.
"Touch me Kabuto."
Leaning forward the silver haired nin did not have to be told twice. He eagerly nosed the hard bulge and inhaled its musky aroma. Pulling his face back Kabuto lightly gripped the slender ankles and glided his hands up over calves and up the outsides of the Sannin's thighs. He trailed his hands to the front and palmed his master's arousal. He squeezed lightly and felt it twitch. Licking his lips Kabuto went to remove the sexy undergarment but was stopped by Orochimaru.
"Use your teeth."
Terrified that he was going to do something wrong Kabuto nodded and leaned in hesitantly. He claimed the fabric between his teeth and tugged, scraping lightly over hard flesh. Orochimaru hissed in a breath and fisted his fingers tightly in Kabuto's hair. The medical ninja smirked a little and deliberately let his teeth scrap over the hard erection again and felt the Sannin tremble. He continued tugging the fabric down with an aching slowness until at last the tip sprang free and the hard cock jutted out proudly.
It was just as pale as the rest of its owner, made all the more apparent because it was surrounded by a thatch of ebony curls. He was a longer than average but thick with a large bulbous purple hued head that glistened with moisture, thick blue veins just visible under the almost translucent skin. Kabuto eyed the cock hungrily and thought he had never seen a more beautiful sight.
He continued pulling the thong slowly down the man's legs feeling his mouth water at the thought of having Orochimaru's cock inside his mouth and buried in his ass. Pooling the garment at Orochimaru's ankles he licked his lips and raised his eyes back at the golden gaze.
Orochimaru smiled and smoothly palmed his erection pumping slowly while stepping free of the fabric at his ankles. Lust polled in his groin fast and deep at the heated look Kabuto gave him and pulled the younger man forward harshly by his hair, mere centimeters from his aching cock.
"Do you want this Kabuto?"
"Hai!"
"Then beg me for it," Orochimaru ordered.
Kabuto felt his own dick twitch at the command and the solid grip on his hair. Orochimaru apparently enjoyed hearing Kabuto begging and talking dirty it seemed.
Moistening his lips again, he let out a small huff of warm breath on hard length in front of him. "I want to suck your cock Orochimaru. I want to taste you, lick you; I want to feel your hard cock thrusting in my mouth. Please, let me suck you!"
Orochimaru moaned audibly and little sparks of electricity traveled up his spine at Kabuto's impassioned words. He loosed the silver mane and allowed the boy free reign.
"Then suck my cock Kabuto!"
Kabuto exhaled a hot breath onto the purple head and was rewarded with another twitch. He gave a quick glance at his master and then back down at the stiff rod suddenly unsure. He really had no experience with this, aside from his own meager explorations on himself. He thought back to the previous night and what Orochimaru had done to him.
He reached up with a single finger and trailed it lightly down the topside, over the head, and down the underside of Orochimaru's penis watching the Sannin the entire time trying to puzzle out what would garner the best reactions.
Feeling bolder at the hitched breathing that simple touch caused he leaned forward and delicately let the tip of his tongue swipe along the crevice between the man's corded thighs and his pelvis. The grip on his hair tightened and Kabuto felt a slight stinging sensation radiate from his scalp. Smiling he continued the teasing swipe up and over to where a slender trail of fine dark hair lead to an indented navel. Kabuto plied his tongue there, thrusting his tongue in and out of the navel, before continuing on to the right side, avoiding the man's erection completely, and licked down a slender hip and along the fold of skin where thigh and hip met.
His head was pulled back with a sudden jerk and he moaned, feeling the tingle it caused all the way down to his own need.
"If you do not stop fucking teasing and suck my cock right now I am going to rip every strand of hair from your head," Orochimaru gasped harshly.
Kabuto smiled at his master. "That would only turn me on more."
Another harsh yank and Kabuto arched his head into the movement. "Yes, Orochimaru! Pull harder!"
"You are a masochist Kabuto."
"Then I'm perfect for you because you're a sadist."
Orochimaru only shook his head and pulled Kabuto back towards his groin. "Suck Kabuto!"
Kabuto obeyed willingly and ran one hand up the back of the older nin's thighs and squeezed his ass while wrapping his other hand around the base of Orochimaru's arousal. Kabuto leaned in and nuzzled the black curls, inhaling deeply. He glided his tongue along as he moved his head back before coming to and circling the head with slow licks, lapping at the gathered moisture, Orochimaru was salty, slightly bitter, creamy, and Kabuto swore he tasted faintly smoky.
Kabuto licked again, eager for more and pressed his tongue firmly against the slit. He then tilted his head and nibbled down one side and then up the sensitive underside before finally sucking just the tip in. It was strange, weird, delicious, and sexy all at the same time. Opening his jaw wider he enveloped the entire head and moaned around it.
Orochimaru gripped the head in his hands tighter and felt all his muscles tense. 'Fuck! Kabuto, harder! Suck harder!"
Kabuto complied and sucked harder on the round head in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. He swallowed and leaned in further, another few centimeters disappearing inside making the older nin cry out in pleasure. He pulled back, accidentally grazing the turgid length with his teeth, and licked the tip once more, before swallowing it, sucking hard. He squeezed the base and started to stroke while sucking at the same time. He took another few centimeters until half the length was enclosed by his greedy mouth.
Orochimaru threw his head back almost undone by pleasure and whined. Kabuto was inept, agonizing slow, clumsy, and he had felt the younger man's teeth scrape a little too harshly a few times before he gained any rhythm to his movements. It had to be the best fucking blow job he'd ever had.
Gasping he pulled Kabuto's head off his cock and almost laughed at the pout he was given. As delightful as that had been Orochimaru did not want to come down the younger man's throat. Well, he did, but not right now. No, what he wanted now was to fuck Kabuto senseless.
Breathing heavily he pulled the boy up and crushed their mouths together his tongue immediately seeking entrance and invading. He mapped out every nook and crevice and dominated the kiss, demanding.
Breaking apart he literally shoved the med nin back onto the bed and straddled his thighs and rocked, grinding down onto the boy's erection while feverishly licking and sucking at every bit of willing flesh he came in contact with. He twisted the hard nipples, earning a strained cry and slid his hands down to Kabuto's hips, rocking the boy's pelvis against him.
He slid down the lithe body and tongued a pebbled nub before suckling it. Pulling back he latched onto Kabuto's other nipple, reveling in the whimpers and throaty moans coming from his lover. He slid even lower, nipping down Kabuto's chest and stomach. He nestled himself between two thighs and spread Kabuto's legs as far as possible. He nuzzled the silver thatch of hair briefly before nipping lightly at the boy's balls and pressing against his perineum. His tongue snaked out and he sent it down the cleft of Kabuto's cheeks, to circle the inviting pink hole.
His tongue dipped in past the tight ring of muscle and Orochimaru felt his own balls rise up. Kabuto yelped and thrashed and Orochimaru had to hold him down firmly by his hips as he carefully prepared him. He moved in and out in shallow jerks and then plunged his thick tongue in deeper, penetrating Kabuto to his very core.
Kabuto screamed and his back bowed and he tried to thrust his hips. It was agony, delicious agony, and Kabuto wasn't sure how long he could continue to hold back the release his body so desperately desired.
Orochimaru hadn't been thinking of sex when he invented the permanent jutsu that allowed him to extend his limbs and tongue, using them as weapons. In light of very recent events though, he had to say that fucking Kabuto with his tongue was a better use for it.
"O-O-Orochi-Orochimaru, I can't, I don't….ahhhh! I'm….not…going to last!"
Pulling back, the Sannin recalled his tongue, satisfied that Kabuto was slick enough. He palmed his cock coating it with his own saliva. He pulled Kabuto's hips up and spread his ass cheeks even more. Blood pounded inside his head, demanding he take the medic now, hard and fast. Losing control, feeling as if some greater force invaded his body, Orochimaru hissed.
"Scream for me," he whispered hoarsely.
Orochimaru plunged into Kabuto desperately, needing to feel the velvet tight heat of Kabuto around his flesh.
Kabuto's body arched and trembled as he screamed, pain and pleasure shooting up his spine as his body was invaded and filled.
Orochimaru paused, watching his lover raptly, as the silver hair whipped in time to Kabuto's thrashing and writhing. He wanted move, wanted to thrust, wanted to bury his cock so deep into the tight warmth that Kabuto would feel it for the rest of his life. He wanted to mark him, brand him, claim him, and forced himself to hold back as his young lover adjusted to having a very thick cock inside him for the first time.
Kabuto heaved, almost unable to breath. Kami, Orochimaru was so thick! It burned as his muscles clamped down, trying to force the invading shaft out. Kabuto reeled from the pleasure and pain signals racing to his brain.
Orochimaru hissed in a breath, feeling Kabuto tighten around him. His arms shook with the effort to hold back
Moaning Kabuto lifted his hips digging his nails into Orochimaru's biceps. "More, Orochimaru, please! You can't hurt me, I'll just heal!"
Orochimaru shuddered, Kabuto's frantic pleas sinking into his very being, pulled out completely, and rammed back in, all control lost as he snapped his hips forward. He moved, the predator unleashed, branding the medic as his with every thrust, burying himself in Kabuto's plaint body ruthlessly, needing to quench the fire Kabuto had ignited inside him.
Kabuto keened the cry high and breathless causing Orochimaru to surge forward mindlessly. Hot, it was so hot, and deliciously tight and all his. His nail dung into slender hips, drawing blood, and he yanked the hips up, driving deeply into Kabuto's body, the medic almost bent in half from his furious passion.
Kabuto's inner muscles gripped him, it was like being encase in the smooth silk. Orochimaru shuddered, moving on instinct as he pounded into his young lover the sound of slick flesh on flesh mixing in with heated cries and moans.
Kabuto wailed and alternately clutched and clawed at the strong back holding him down as intense sensations continued to rack his body.
Orochimaru adjusted Kabuto's hips slightly; allowing him a deeper penetration, stroking Kabuto's prostate. He thrust again pressing against the bundle of nerves and Kabuto screamed his name.
It sent him over the edge. Growling, the Sannin increased his pace, driving into the willing body below him, his dark hair falling over him like an inky waterfall. He clutched at Kabuto's hips and plunged into Kabuto's scorching heat, his mind wiped blank of all thought, except the need to spill his seed inside Kabuto and mark him forever.
Kabuto screamed again, his body arched into Orochimaru's and he desperately bit at the man's collarbones and shoulder, wanting to leave his own mark, his own brand on his master. Bright lights flashed in his eyes as his prostate was hit again. Kabuto dug his hands into Orochimaru, trying to draw his lover deeper inside.
Orochimaru's arms trembled and he ground his cock in Kabuto's ass as buried himself deeply into that constricting heat as his orgasm ripped through him
Kabuto panted. Orochimaru-sama was inside of him! Him, Kabuto! It was Kabuto he was plunging into, Kabuto he was moaning for, it was Kabuto that was causing him to pant and growl. He had cum inside him! The thought sent Kabuto over the edge.
"Orochimaru, Orochimaru!" Kabuto cried out as his world went white and he ejaculated his cum staining both men.
Orochimaru groaned as his seed filled Kabuto and with a final thrust, he collapsed on top of the silver haired man, tremors racking his body as the aftershocks slowly receded. Kabuto pulled at his ass, forcing his fading erection deeper and he moaned. Moving Kabuto's hands off him; he pulled out, his cum leaking from Kabuto's asshole.
The sight filled him with satisfaction and he collapsed next to Kabuto, exhausted, and pulled his young lover into the circle of his arms.
Over fifty years old, decades of sexual experience, and he, a Sannin, had completely lost control over a virginal medical ninja some thirty years younger than him. 'I should have taken him sooner,' he mused hazily before his eyelids closed.
Kabuto eased his labored breathing and nuzzled at black silken strands of hair. He pulled back and noted that Orochimaru-sama had fallen asleep. Ecstatic, he cuddled closer and laid a possessive hand on the Sannin's hip.
'I belong to him and Orochimaru-sama belongs to me,' Kabuto thought fiercely as slumber overtook him as well.
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