Disclaimer: See 1st chapter
Warning: See 1st chapter
To anonymous reviewer Guest – Thanks so much for all the reviews! I appreciate it! Glad you're enjoying the story so far, hope it doesn't disappoint.
Hopefully the lemon isn't … a disappointment. It is the first one in this story and there is at least one more. I was writing the lemon at the same time I was trying to watch Assassins, so it didn't come out completely the way I wanted, unfortunately. But it has gone through a few tweaks since. And overall I like it, but that's me…
Note – I have been informed of a re-used name, which was used back in the sixth chap. Ah, well their names were reversed… but still closely the same. Souta Takumi in this chapter has been re-named to 'Shin Takashi.'
(Possible Spoiler)Sigh… I am seriously… I can't believe that Tobi is really, apparently Obito! It's like 'how'? And apparently the only reason he is doing everything is because Rin died… just ridiculous. (And then Fan fiction took Obito's name and tagged it onto Tobi's and ticks me off. For one not every story that is labeled Tobi is him being Obito!) Just… argh…
…Okay I'm done
Hidden Underneath
Chapter 14 – Why Do You Love Me?
Deidara glanced around the small, crappy hotel room with a glare. Sometimes it really grated on him that they had to stay in such poor places, but honestly if there was a bed, relatively comfortable then he was happy.
It just surprised him that a hotel in such a bad shape and with possible bug infestation was still making business. Shaking his head, he strolled over to the window and pulled down the thin, ripped curtain.
Turning he headed towards the only bed. He had tried booking a room with two beds but none were available, vexingly it seemed this was turning out to be a common occurrence. Well it saved them money, Kakuzu at least would be happy.
Deidara flung back the horrid puke colored blanket and settled beneath it. Tobi already lay quiet and Deidara thought he'd already fallen asleep.
Odd but then Tobi had made no move to pull him closer, something he'd been constantly doing, so perhaps he was really asleep.
That, however was blown out the window when Tobi reached over and turned off the lamp light, uttering a quiet, distant sounding "Good night."
Deidara stared confused and a little worried at the dark ceiling. Was Tobi mad at him? Or was he just so preoccupied with things, with Iron, Kabuto and leader responsibilities?
Deidara tilted his head, frowning at the masked nin, he didn't even want to try to sleep like this.
Tobi sighed, he shouldn't be letting that idiot's words and actions bother him. And yet despite that and everything, a part of him was afraid, afraid that Deidara would believe that he could do better. That someone who wore a gaudy, attention-grabbing mask couldn't compare… but it wasn't like there was something wrong with his face. As Deidara had seen for himself… but then there was the fact that he was an Uchiha, and the lying… but he was sure that Deidara had come to terms with that otherwise he wouldn't have agreed to give him a chance.
Sighing heavily, he closed his eye, only to snap it open when he felt a body press against his side and an arm land on his stomach. Obviously it was Deidara but this was the first time the artist had ever come to him. He'd always initiated the contact.
Deidara snuggled into Tobi's side, a small smile taking root when Tobi wrapped his arm around him, contentment washing over him. Well at least that proved Tobi wasn't mad at him; if he was he would have probably just ignored him or even pushed him away, though the pushing thing Deidara couldn't see happening.
As surprised as Tobi was, he decided it would be better not to mention it. He tightened his grip a little, happy that Deidara had settled against him without him doing anything. It said a lot.
"What's wrong, un?"
Tobi blinked at the sudden question from the artist. What gave Deidara the impression that something was wrong… wrong with him?
"Nothing, Senpai." Tobi mumbled in his childish, obnoxious voice. Really it was hardly anything.
Deidara frowned but decided not to press the issue, "Dumbass." After all everyone had their off days.
Deidara cringed lightly at the small jolt from the masked nin and immediately realized he'd spoken out loud. He hadn't meant to say that aloud… his heart sped up a bit, was Tobi mad at being called that? He was after all not really a dumbass. He was the Akatsuki leader; no good leader could be one. That and Tobi had proven he was not an idiot.
Tobi opened his mouth, intent on voicing his surprise and to tell the artist not to call him that but then closed it. Deidara, before finding out the truth had constantly called him a 'dumbass'. It was his nickname, like Hidan's was 'panda-chan'. And while it had been a derogatory term at first, it had slowly developed into an affectionate term. He didn't mind Deidara calling him that, it proved that despite everything, things were in a way still the same.
When Deidara was met with silence, he figured Tobi didn't have a problem with him calling him that, and a part of him was glad, especially since he had a habit of referring to the raven as a 'dumbass' in his head, now he could say it again.
Silence ensued, only their light breathing filling the small room.
Deidara fidgeted, pressing his face into the dark material while biting his lip. He wanted to ask Tobi something… something that had been on his mind since he'd agreed to give the raven a chance. But did he really want to know?
Clenching his eyes shut, he gripped the black shirt tightly. He had to know. It was too important.
"Tobi?" Deidara mumbled in the stillness of the small, crappy room, his voice low, a hint of anxiety leaking through.
Tobi gripped more firmly to the artist as his masked face tilted down so that he could see golden blond hair. He frowned lightly, mild concern coming forth at the teen's tone. Was Deidara upset with the incident at the café? It wasn't like anything had really happened… perhaps he was just upset at being mistaken for a female, something which happened often. But Deidara's tone didn't sound right if that was the case.
"What is it, Senpai?" Tobi murmured quietly in his childish voice.
Deidara frowned, unintentionally pulling at Tobi's dark shirt as he worked on how to voice things. He should have had exactly what he wanted to say ready beforehand…
Scoffing quietly, Deidara decided being blunt would be easier. Drawing in a deep, mildly shaking breath, he licked his slightly dry lips once before steeling himself, "Why do you love me?"
Tobi froze, his unwrapped eye going wide, shock and surprise engulfing him. Quickly he regained himself as a deep frown situated on his mouth. Why? Was it really not clear? He'd thought his affections had been obvious all these years…
His arm pulled the artist farther against him, earning a small gasp in protest. There was only so much space left, Deidara couldn't possibly get any closer.
Tobi exhaled deeply as his eye closed; then again he never did tell Deidara why he loved him. What he saw in him. So the sculptor's question was understandable. Deidara's hesitancy and anxiety made sense. After all Deidara had agreed to give him a chance despite being an Uchiha, despite the lying, so for him to feel as he was feeling was to be expected. Because for all Deidara knew, his reason could end up not justifying giving him a chance.
Deidara stayed silent with bated breath, hoping that Tobi wouldn't just ignore his question and that if he did answer… he prayed that it wasn't just petty interest. Most people declared interest because of his looks; he sincerely hoped that wasn't Tobi's reason. Loving someone for their looks wasn't real love.
Tobi relaxed his arm, the one holding the blond firmly. If there was one thing that struck him about the blond it was his, "Passion."
Deidara blinked at the firm tone, his passion?
"You have such passion for your art. No matter what anyone else said, no matter that only you believed in your definition of art – art being fleeting. You were adamant, firm, truly believed that art is fleeting. You didn't let anything change that." Tobi paused, wanting to glance down to see Deidara's expression, but with his mask on and with the teen's face mostly pressed into his shirt, he couldn't.
Deidara's forehead creased, but wasn't given a lot of time to contemplate the other's words as he continued.
"I didn't feel much of anything for you at first, your attitude was disrespectful and you were arrogant. But you were also young so it was understandable."
Deidara twitched in annoyance and anger but reminded himself that it wasn't like Tobi was lying; he had been and still kind of was a brat.
"Somewhere along the way, I found your attitude endearing, a nice change from the other members. You also were bright, energetic; you brought life to the dreary organization, and ultimately brought everyone closer." Tobi stilled his words for a moment as he slowly shifted his arm up and lightly tangled his gloved hand into long locks. "There were times when I would look into your eyes and see a deep burning flame. You amassed determination and will…" Tobi closed his eye as he finished, "You gave light to my darkness."
He fell silent, waiting for whatever reaction the blond would have, he wasn't sure how or what would happen. He wasn't quite sure how else to say it, to express his reasons for his love for the petulant blond.
Deidara swallowed tightly, thickly, trying to quell the shock and surprise and the other emotions welling up inside him, a deep, royal blush coating his face, no matter how hard he tried to repress it. He… he couldn't believe it… Tobi… he truly loved him. It wasn't like he had been doubting that he had just wanted to know why, out of everyone in the world, why him?
With strain, Deidara buried his fingers in the black shirt, mildly pulling on it again as he choked out trying to keep his voice from cracking, "N-not b-because of my looks, un?"
Tobi's brow furrowed, and he frowned but he was hardly surprised, "Your looks is not what made me fall in love, but they certainly helped. You are very beautiful." He felt the artist twitch at being called 'beautiful' and he couldn't help the light grin that stole over his face. But it was true; Deidara had a fair complexion, almond shaped eyes with stunning blue orbs and long lovely golden blond hair.
"And your speech impediment is cute." Why he felt compelled to add that Tobi wasn't overly sure but he had often, over the years heard the other members complain that at times Deidara's speech impediment got annoying, but not to him. After all he went around acting like an idiot and sprouting ridiculous things, along with speaking in third person. Perhaps if he hadn't grown accustomed to talking and hearing himself in third person Deidara's speech issue might have bothered him but that wasn't so.
Deidara blinked, his hand relaxing in Tobi's shirt, his heart hammering a mile a minute and a part of him was certain the masked nin could hear it. "Oh…" What else could he say to all that? At least Tobi didn't think of him as a freak…
Deidara froze, his insides freezing. No… wait Tobi had never said any such thing… but surely he wouldn't love him if he thought so… right?
Everyone in Iwa thought of him as a freak because of his hand mouths (and chest mouth, but it wasn't common to see it so hardly on people's minds), and while no one in the Akatsuki, save Hidan had ever given him that 'look' like the custom one back in Iwa didn't mean that Tobi and the other's didn't think it.
But surely Tobi didn't think so, because if he did then how could he love him?
Tobi frowned, oh? That's all he had to say to everything he just said? "That help, Senpai?" he murmured after a few brief moments of silence and staring at blond hair.
Deidara twitched, his mind returning from his thoughts at Tobi's soft question. Had it? His brow furrowed and he pressed his face into the dark material. Yes, it had but there was still the matter of… of being a freak. His hand fisted tightly into the dark shirt, as he squeezed his eyes shut. But did he dare to ask?
"Senpai?" Tobi hummed, his tone slightly demanding as he ran his gloved hand smoothly through the golden hair.
Deidara huffed into the shirt, his lips making contact with the material, and grimaced a little before he nodded jerkily.
Tobi closed his eye with a sigh, before removing his hand from the long hair, and shifted onto his side, like Deidara was and engulfed him into a tight but comforting embrace.
Deidara stared wide eyed into the dark shirt as Tobi pressed into him, his heart shooting back up and his face coloring lightly at the change in position.
"What is it?" Tobi asked gently, soothingly in his deep, velvety voice. Was Deidara simply emotional from his words?
Deidara slowly shook his head, trying to push the sudden rise of emotion down as he choked out, "N-nothing." A few brief moments passed and he cringed; now Tobi would be sure that something was wrong. Stupid voice.
Tobi sighed heavily, and he lightly re-tangled his gloved hand back into the blond hair and tugged Deidara's head back, with his other hand he shifted his orange mask to the side of his head. Bending down he locked gazes with azure ones and repeated more sternly, "What is it?"
Deidara jerked, his breath catching, as he stared into the intricate orb of the sharingan, vaguely noticing that his fear of those eyes wasn't as overwhelming as it used to be.
Tobi wrapped his free arm back around the teen's thin frame, as he lightly prodded the artist's head, "You can tell me, Dei-chan."
Deidara's forehead creased at the suffix to his name, unable to stop a twitch despite giving Tobi permission to call him that. It was clear the raven wasn't going to let this go… and he did want to know Tobi's answer…
Swallowing, and just barely refraining himself from wetting his lips he uttered, while lowering his gaze to Tobi's pale, smooth chin, "I'm a…"
"A what?" Tobi pressed as the blond trailed off, leaning a little closer to the sculptor's face trying to lock gazes but Deidara pointedly refused to look up. It was clear that whatever it was, made Deidara uncomfortable and uneasy… or perhaps it was just telling him that made him feel so.
Closing his eyes, Deidara whispered, "A freak." A part of him hoping that Tobi wouldn't hear but knew that was foolish since the raven was so close to him.
Tobi's eye widened in shock, his hand fisting unintentionally in Deidara's hair earning a small gasp, which was ignored as anger swallowed his features and coursed through his veins and he growled, "Don't call yourself that!"
Deidara jerked back as if he'd been struck, his eyes impossibly wide, stunned shock and surprise flittering through him, and showing visibly on his features.
"B-but…" Deidara stuttered; his eyes locked with a burning red one.
"Deidara." Tobi snapped, cutting off the blond's stuttering.
Said male swallowed tightly, thickly, his entire focus on Tobi's angry face.
"You are not a freak!" Tobi watched as the blond's mouth fell open and he added more gently, "Why would you think that?" Sure everyone in the Akatsuki had a strange quirk or ability but to call themselves a freak and to believe it, was disconcerting.
Deidara worked his mouth several times, struggling to voice his thoughts but with limited success, his mind more interested in focusing on the other's words.
"Dei?" Tobi cut through the throng of thoughts.
Deidara's forehead creased and he frowned, his eyes deviating from the red eye as he choked out in mild certainty, "Because of my hand mouths, un." They, despite being born with them were unnatural. There wasn't another human being in the entire world that possessed mouths on their hands or chest. They were unnatural, freakish. And while they hadn't always bothered him, it hurt to be viewed as a freak by the people of his village… ex-village and if Tobi felt the same… the hurt would be too great.
Tobi felt his mouth drop a little in astonishment, his hand mouths!? That was why the blond thought he was a freak? His lips pressed into a thin line as he instantly recalled that back when Deidara was still a part of Iwa, he had been labeled and viewed as such. It was ultimately one of the biggest reason's Deidara left. He wouldn't have thought the teen felt it to be true…
Closing his eye, he exhaled slowly, calming himself. Then bent down and captured his blond's mouth in a searing yet gentle kiss.
Deidara 'humphed' into the sudden kiss before his eye's fell shut and he hesitantly focused on working his mouth against Tobi's, momentarily ignoring things.
Tobi ran his tongue over the artist's bottom lip and not waiting for permission, slithered his wet tongue inside, and then proceeded to explore the moist cavern.
Deidara moaned, feeling red blossom across his face, embarrassment bursting through his veins.
Tobi pulled back, so that Deidara could breathe, a thin strand of saliva following him. He surveyed the blushing face, a small almost invisible smile gracing his face even as he felt his member come to life at the wanton expression. Pressing his forehead against Deidara's he murmured softly, adamantly, "Your hand mouths… all your mouths do not make you a freak, do not label you as one. It makes you unique, one of a kind." And he firmly believed that, Deidara's hand mouths were a very interesting, ravish able feature.
Deidara stared with wide eyes into the one visible red eye, his mind trying to refuse what Tobi was saying but the raw honesty was not something that could or would be ignored.
His lip trembled, his hands shook, Tobi didn't think of him as a freak… he said it, he meant it. Someone actually, truly didn't think or view him as a freak. Deidara swallowed tightly, thickly, lowering his gaze as he fought the rise of emotions. He would not cry! With massive effort Deidara was able to refrain from spilling tears but offered a wobbly smile.
Tobi hummed then pressed his mouth against the slightly quivering lips of the blond in a chaste, loving kiss, his arms tightening slightly around the lithe form.
As Tobi pulled away, Deidara became aware of something poking into him. Considering how close they were pressed together and the location the object poking him was situated… the second his mind made the connection his face relit with a flame.
Huffing and with a shaking hand, he gripped tightly to the black shirt, "… T-tobi, un?"
Tobi blinked, his attention focusing back on the azure orb, noticing the very red face and instantly put it together. A smirk slid onto his features, mild amusement taking resident, it would seem that Deidara had noticed his little problem.
"Yes, Senpai?" Tobi cooed, earning a twitch from the younger male.
Immediately Deidara's brain realized that Tobi was going to be infuriating about this situation, so instead of answering, his free hand, his other was pinned mostly under him, snapped flat against the dark shirt and shoved. Unfortunately, as always he didn't budge the other in the slightest.
Tobi chuckled, leaning down he buried his unmasked face into the lightly tan neck, inhaling the soft scent of earth, his hot breath lightly caressing the pale flesh earning a shudder and a sharp intake of breath from the artist.
"I love you." Tobi voiced reverently, his arms tightening a little as if to emphasize his words.
Deidara stilled his pointless shoving, his breathing coming a little faster than normal.
Tobi trailed his moist, wet tongue over the tan neck, earning a small jerk and a shuddering gasp, "T-tobi!"
Deidara flushed heavily, his hand fisting in Tobi's shirt as his eyes snapped tightly shut.
Tobi hummed after pulling away, breathing into the sculptor's neck, "Will you let me show you?" His voice laced with desire and want.
Deidara swallowed thickly, trying to force the knot in his throat away, as his body froze at the raven's words. A part of him instantly refusing but another part of his body felt otherwise. He… he couldn't deny that he was curious and he couldn't think of a really good reason not to have sex. He, not being ready was a lame excuse, because he felt that he would never be fully prepared.
And he needed to feel… he wanted to feel.
So hesitantly, timidly he nodded, knowing that there was no room for regret.
Tobi blinked at the movement and pulled back so that he could see the blond's face, "You want to?"
Deidara gritted his teeth briefly before nodding again in confirmation.
~Start of Lemon!~ Mature!
Tobi's shoulders straightened, as he scrutinized Deidara's expression, searchingly, making sure that Deidara really wanted to do this. Finally after staring fixatedly into azure eyes, he nodded and pressed his lips firmly against the artist's before murmuring, "Good."
He snapped his hand up and removed his mask, tossing it onto the rickety night stand, his gloves following a few moments later. He gently shifted Deidara onto his back, leaving him straddling the artist. He eyed the uncertain expression, "If at any time you want to stop…" he leaned down, locking gazes, "All you have to do is say so." He wanted Deidara to want it, truly want it.
Deidara nodded slowly, feeling immensely uncomfortable, he was out of his element, he didn't know what to do, so he just lay stiffly.
Tobi gripped the blue material of the teen's shirt and lightly tugged, it took a few moments before it registered on the blond's face what Tobi wanted and allowed the material to be pulled off.
Tobi gazed almost greedily over the smooth defined chest, elation shooting through him as his right hand settled gently on the blond's chest. A part of him was having a hard time grasping the fact that this was really, truly, finally happening. Oh how he had longed for this, longed to claim Deidara.
He swept his ungloved hand over the artist's skin until it reached the nipple; lightly, slowly he ran a finger over the nub earning a light jerk from the younger male.
Deidara buried his fingers into the pale yellow sheets with a tight swallow. His face red, knowing it would be staying that way till the very end, his heart thumping against his rib cage and he felt slightly nauseous but figured it was more from nerves than anything.
He'd never done this before but he knew roughly how things worked. Still knowing wasn't the same as doing…
Tobi buried his face in Deidara's neck, running his tongue over the skin, as he ran his pale hands up the blond's sides who jumped a little. Pulling back, he pressed his lips against Deidara's in a chaste kiss before murmuring, "Relax." The blond was far too tense, but that was no surprise.
Deidara blinked, and tried to will his muscles to relax as Tobi trailed his hand to the top of the golden head and released the partial ponytail from its confinement. He marveled at the artist's overall beauty for a moment before bending down and running his tongue over the skin of the teen's neck, earning a small shudder before sinking his teeth into the flesh.
Deidara yelped in shock and mild pain, his hands shooting up partway before freezing as Tobi started sucking on the spot and a moan slipped forth before he could quell it.
Tobi smirked lightly at the noise as he sucked on the small spot of flesh, making sure to leave a prominent mark. With one last lick he pulled away, eyeing the area, before lightly brushing a finger over the mark. This mark signalized that Deidara was his; it was just a shame that it couldn't be permanent.
Continuing, he trailed light kisses from Deidara's neck to the well-defined chest before pausing as he reached the nipple.
Deidara drew a shuddering breath, his hands once again fisted into the yellow sheet, his eyes closed.
Tobi encased the nub in his warm mouth and sucked. Instantly Deidara jerked, a small moan slipping out before he bit his lip to stifle any farther noises.
Tobi smirked at the artist's attempt while raising his left hand, his fingers trailing up the skin feather like till he reached the other nipple. With his thumb and forefinger he kneaded the little nub, succeeding in bringing moans from the teen.
Deidara cursed inwardly and was sure his face heated farther in embarrassment, if it was at all possible. "T-tobi!" he gasped, the strange yet rather pleasant feelings creeping through him increasing.
Tobi hummed, earning another jerk as the vibration shot through the blond. He pulled away with one last lick, his eye trailing to the heavily blushing face, and screwed shut blue eyes.
He smirked at the sight before setting his attention on the blue pants. His smirk widened as he noticed the blond's arousal through the material. He hooked his fingers beneath the material and pulled them down, boxers and all in one quick movement, leaving Deidara bare before him.
Deidara gasped sharply as the cool air hit his semi hard member and he swallowed thickly, his heart speeding up, feeling so vulnerable.
Tobi appraised the blond for a few moments, before trailing a finger down the length, softly, feather like, earning a jerk and a shuddering gasp. With a relatively wide smirk, he wrapped his hand around the semi hardened member and pumped it.
"Ah…" Deidara moaned, before snapping his mouth tightly shut in a vain attempt at stifling his noises. His body trembled, he'd never felt anything like this before…
"You're so cute." Tobi cooed, his free hand twitching as his erection started to become frustrating, but he wasn't about to rush things.
Deidara ignored the words far too focused on the incredible feeling, his head tilted back as he panted heavily.
Tobi bent down and captured Deidara's mouth roughly, earning a small unidentifiable noise before slipping his tongue inside.
Deidara tentatively kissed back, his hands digging into the sheet.
Tobi explored the moist cavern, running his tongue over teeth and gums before meeting Deidara's tongue and proceeded to engage it in a dance.
Finally he pulled away to allow the artist to breathe, as he used his free hand to remove his erection from its confinement.
As Deidara struggled to regulate his breathing, which wouldn't happen due to the ministrations being done down below, Tobi held up three fingers to the artist's mouth. "Suck."
Deidara opened his eyes slowly, blinking a few times as his vision was blocked by several pale fingers. He raised a thin eyebrow as Tobi repeated, "Suck."
With a slow blink Deidara hesitantly allowed Tobi to press his fingers into his mouth and did as instructed.
As Deidara sucked, Tobi removed his hand from around Deidara's erection earning a small whine, while running his fingers down a firm thigh.
Finally Tobi pulled his fingers from the blond's mouth when he felt that they had been coated enough. Trailing the wet fingers down the well-defined chest before he spread the blond's legs who squeaked but uttered no protest. Settling between Deidara's legs he propped them up and pressed one wet finger at the puckered hole and pushed in slowly, feeling the tight ring constrict around his finger.
Deidara tensed instantly, his hands starting to hurt from the constant pressure. He jerked with a small surprised cry as Tobi slid his finger inside.
After sliding in and out Tobi pushed in another, earning a flinch and a grunt. He spread his fingers in different directions, scissoring and stretching the virgin walls. Tobi shuddered in pleasure, impatient to sheath himself in his blond.
Deidara drew a shuddering breath, as Tobi prepared him, his eyes clamped shut.
Finally Tobi inserted the third and final finger, at this Deidara shouted, ending in a strained whimper. Once Tobi felt the artist was prepared enough he removed all three of his fingers. He gathered the blond's legs, propping them onto his shoulders, pressing his aching member against Deidara's entrance.
Deidara felt his heart sky rocket, panic shooting through his veins. Before inwardly berating himself, no he could do this!
Tobi bent down, trailing his tongue up Deidara's cheek before murmuring softly, "Relax. This is going to hurt." He pressed his mouth against Deidara's quivering ones, "Do you want to stop?" the blond was rigid and his expression held panic. He didn't want to do this if Deidara wasn't ready.
Deidara jolted inwardly, appreciation washing over him, the fact that Tobi was truly willing to stop right now if he so wished meant a lot. "N-no un." He'd feel just the same if he stopped, prolonging this wouldn't help, just serve to give him anxiety.
Tobi blinked with a light frown, "Are you sure?"
Deidara lay there panting for a few tense, silent moments before opening his eyes and locking gazes with Tobi's one visible red one and nodded.
Tobi stared deeply into the blue orb, seeing the certainty and determination and nodded in turn. "Relax." He repeated. "It'll hurt more otherwise."
As he finished Deidara struggled to do so, the last thing he wanted was to make the pain worse. Sucking deeply, he exhaled, until he finally relaxed a little. A fraction before Tobi preceded Deidara snaked his arms around Tobi, his hands clenching tightly into the dark material, holding tightly.
Tobi nodded, grabbing onto thin hips, eye fixed to Deidara's face, and thrusted all the way in. Deidara shouted as the unbearable, impossible pain swept over him and he jerked mildly in a sad attempt to get away, tears streaming down his face.
Fuck! It hurt! He couldn't recall ever feeling something this painful before. It felt like he was being torn in half.
Tobi stayed still to allow Deidara to adjust, bending down he ran his tongue over the wet cheeks, licking away the dew drops before brushing his mouth over a trembling one and kissing the artist, searingly, hoping to help distract him.
Deidara swallowed, before kissing back, trying to solely focus on working his mouth against Tobi's.
Tobi settled his hands besides Deidara's head, holding himself up, as he released the artist's mouth. As Deidara panted, trying to regain some air, Tobi lightly nibbled on the blond's ear, who shuddered.
"Relax." Tobi reiterated again. If Deidara stayed this tense he didn't even want to try to move.
Deidara grunted, his hands still firmly wrapped around the older male, holding so tightly that his knuckles were white, as he choked out, "B-but it hurts." his voice thick with tears.
Shifting some of his weight so that he was resting on one arm instead of both, he lightly brushed at Deidara's hair, then caressed the soft cheek, before placing it back against the bed. "I know, but it'll get better." But for that to happen he kind of had to move.
Deidara panted heavily, not really wanting to relax, but figured that the pain wasn't about to leave and it'd just spring back up once Tobi moved anyway. So with massive effort and glaring Deidara slowly, marginally relaxed.
Tobi nodded, and slowly pulled out wincing at the cry from his blond before thrusting in, hoping to hit Deidara's prostrate, the one spot that would drive the other crazy.
Deidara grunted and gasped with each thrust, waiting for it to start to feel good. His body rocking lightly with each thrust from the usually masked nin, his fingers digging into the dark, black shirt.
Tobi shifted, his angle changing and he thrusted, Deidara jerked his eyes snapping open as he cried out in rapture rocking his hips to create more friction.
Holy! Deidara thought at the sudden incredible feeling.
Tobi smirked at finally finding it and proceeded to hit that spot from then on.
Deidara panted and moaned pleasure replacing the pain; his eyes closed as he gasped out, "T-tobi…"
Fuck…
He'd never felt anything like this before… it was… it felt… fuck! It felt so good. Deidara realized, his arms tightening farther around the older male.
Tobi wasted no time in pounding into the blond's tight ass, occasionally kissing Deidara wherever he could reach as he claimed the teen.
He shifted slightly, his erection sliding in deeper, his thrusting becoming quicker and sloppier as time moved on. He leaned down burying his face into the slender neck, feeling the vibrations of Deidara's moans and screams of pleasure. He snaked his free hand down and began stroking the blond's neglected member, earning a startled gasp as his moans increased.
He pumped the member in time with his thrusts, feeling his climax approaching, and he knew the blond was close as well.
Suddenly Deidara arched forward, coming beautifully moments later onto their chests. He felt the teen's walls tightening, his tight entrance constricting around Tobi's throbbing member, and he slammed into his blond. The Uchiha moaned Deidara's name into his ear, thrusting as deep as he could before releasing his seed deep inside his blond, causing the other to cry out and shiver slightly.
Tobi pulled out, earning a whimper as he did so, then placed the teen's legs back onto the bed and settled besides the heavily panting blond and wrapped his arms gently yet possessively around the lithe form, nuzzling his face in the smaller male's soft hair.
Deidara blinked as his breathing slowly evened before he snuggled closer with a small yawn. A wave of tiredness swept over him and he closed his eyes. Tobi ran his hand soothingly through the long blond hair.
Just as Deidara was about to fall asleep Tobi murmured with quiet conviction, "I love you… Deidara."
Deidara blinked, a small frown forming, while a warm sensation spread through his body at the words another felt somewhat cold and unsure. He didn't think he felt quite the same yet… but he did know that he cared about Tobi and that Tobi made him feel like no one had ever made him feel.
It may not be love right now but he felt that it would be…
Tobi ran a hand through the long hair, "Worth it?" after a small silence, when it was clear that Deidara wasn't going to say anything.
Deidara blinked, tilting his head back to glance up at the other's face, a frown marring his features. Worth it… Overall it had been an amazing experience, what was pleasure without pain?
A light grin formed across his face, and he pressed his face back into Tobi's black shirt and let sleep claim him.
As Deidara's breathing evened, Tobi smiled softly before shifting the blond out of his hold. As much as he wanted to stay holding his blond, to soak in this moment, he had to go take care of Mr. idiotic.
Once proper, and with one last glance at the sleeping teen, he disappeared from the room.
Finding the self-absorbed male wasn't too hard; he was talking to a group about the day's earlier events and his plans for getting the stunningly beautiful blond. They were near a little café and a bar; chances were each person was a little buzzed at least.
Instead of approaching the infuriating male, Tobi stuck to the shadows and edged closer. He had no business with any of the other people and he didn't need to attract or alert more than was necessary. So he positioned himself in a way that allowed the dense, male to catch sight of him. He was sure that the minute he did, he would make some excuse and leave, not saying anything important and confront him. After all if Shin wanted Deidara so much then he'd have to go through him. Judging from earlier, Shin didn't consider him as much of a threat. He would clearly not be worried or afraid, unless the punch from earlier had knocked some sense into him but he doubted that.
And when Shin entered the small alleyway, Tobi knew for sure that his punch hadn't knocked any sense into him.
A wide, smug grin was etched onto the idiot's face but before he could voice something ridiculous or infuriating Tobi grabbed him by the neck roughly, shoving him into the wall.
Shin emitted chocking sounds yet his eyes held no terror yet.
"What?" Shin managed to gasp out, one hand gripping the black clad arm, his other remaining at his side. "Did the blond come to his senses?" A smirking grin slowly formed despite the tight, almost suffocating force on his neck.
Tobi's eye narrowed behind his mask, strongly wanting to just crush the idiotic male's windpipe but he wanted Shin to suffer. No one came onto his blond and no one looked at Deidara in such a way the Shin did. Leeringly. And no one got away with belittling him… at least no one who he couldn't kill.
But anything physical was bound to draw out loud, piercing screams and that would attract attention. So he lifted up his spiraled orange mask with a growl in his deep, velvety voice," "No one would come to their senses when it came to you."
Now there was fear in Shin's eyes, Tobi reveled in it and it only increased as his gaze met the red eyes of the sharingan. Shin attempted to speak but his fear had paralyzed his ability to do so and in a matter of moments he was brought into an elaborate, painful jutsu, when that as always seemed to last for an eternity but in reality didn't take but a moment.
Shin died a slow, agonizing death, and Tobi couldn't be more satisfied. He let the deceased body crumple to the dirty ground, befitting for one such as him.
That taken care of he returned to the crappy hotel, taking the blond into his arms and buried his mask less face into long golden hair, contentment washing over him.
~88
Deidara pressed his forehead farther into the solid yet soft object while wrapping his left arm around the warm item unconsciously.
Tobi smiled at the display, he hadn't felt this happy in a long time nor had had this wonderful feeling of contentment before. He could just envision more days like this, a night of love making, waking up and just laying here enjoying the warmth and holding his blond close, forgetting everything else for this small perfect moment.
It was just a shame that at this point in time that was the problem, time. His time with Deidara was short, fleeting. He was immortal, Deidara was not. Deidara could die, he could not. Deidara could age, he could not.
All of this had slammed into his reality the moment Deidara nearly killed himself, and he had been looking for a solution since. But he was no closer than when he had started… well that wasn't necessarily true. He did have one option, but he wasn't quite sure how to go about doing it or if it would ultimately work. There was a strong possibility of it working, in theory but also a risk in doing it.
But as with a lot of things, risk was inevitable. Still he'd prefer to find something else, if there was something else, he would find it. Until then he wouldn't consider it as a valid option. But he had to find something soon, because the longer he didn't the longer Deidara's chances of dying increased.
Deidara groaned quietly as his mind came into awareness, he really didn't feel like moving, he was warm and comfortable.
His eyes opened slowly, a little sluggishly, his vision meeting pale, smooth skin. Deidara blinked a few times before the reality of last night struck him. He'd had sex! His face immediately blotched with red, a slice of nerves working their way down his spine. How did one act after such an activity? It left him feeling uncomfortable and strange yet they had both seen and done the same thing.
So other than the usual unease that he felt around Tobi since the raven's initial declaration; there really wasn't much to worry over. The experience had been amazing and he didn't regret it. So he shouldn't let this affect him in any bad way.
Still, irritatingly he couldn't rid himself of the red that flared across his face. It certainly didn't help that he was naked and pressed against a bare-chested…
Deidara blinked, as his eyes retook in the pale skin in his vision. Pale… not black. Hadn't Tobi been wearing his black shirt when they went to sleep? He sure had it on during… Deidara inwardly scowled as he felt his face heat farther. He'd been clenching the dark material, and after he was quite sure that Tobi hadn't removed it…
Yet he clearly had.
Huh…
Deidara shrugged inwardly, it wasn't like Tobi missing his shirt was a big deal.
Closing his eyes, he pressed his forehead into the pale skin. A few moments passed and his eyes flickered back open as his fingers twitched at the vague curiosity he'd had a while back.
Licking his mildly dry lips, he shifted the arm under him; just enough to move his fingers and reach the pale skin. He wanted to see if Tobi's skin was as soft as it looked.
Disregarding to find out whether Tobi was awake or not, he lightly, slowly brushed the pale skin. He hummed lowly at his revelation, Tobi's skin was soft. It was kind of odd, considering how defined and solid it looked and felt.
"Sleep well?" Tobi asked, breaking into Deidara's musing.
Deidara blinked, the dumbass was awake. He grunted in reply. If Tobi was awake then there was a good chance that they would be heading out very soon, a shame too, as he wanted to go back to sleep. He had no desire what so ever to move, as there was a dull burning throb in his lower region and he was sure that walking would hardly be fun.
It was no surprise, it had hurt tremendously. And doing something new added to it, his body wasn't accustomed to such activity.
Shaking off his thoughts, Deidara closed his eyes and remained silent. If he made no effort to move or talk perhaps they'd stay here like this longer.
Tobi trailed his right hand up and gently ran his ungloved hand through golden hair, before pulling the blond's head back and capturing the other's lips in a quick, chaste kiss.
Deidara blinked, by the time his brain processed he was being kissed, Tobi was already pulling away.
Tobi removed his hand from the long hair, "We need to get going."
Deidara frowned, inwardly trying to stop the disappointment from showing.
Tobi unwound himself from his blond and sat up, "Do you want to take a shower?" He really didn't need one, and if he did take one, it would save time if they took one together but ultimately he was sure they'd lose time if they showered together. So he opted to not bother. Then again…
His one unwrapped eye drifted over the blond's face, he could take one and let Deidara rest longer. As he was aware that he was hurting a little. If he could afford the loss of time he'd just let Dei sleep the rest of the day but he couldn't.
"I'll take one first. You can take one after if you want to." After the nod, he stood and disappeared into the bathroom.
Deidara pressed his face into the bland sheets with a sigh.
However, no matter which way he shifted he couldn't get comfortable now that Tobi was gone, along with the extra body warmth.
Grunting with irritation Deidara vaguely heard the water start. His mind going straight to the fact that Tobi was now naked and wet. A deep royal flush consumed his face and he pressed his face deeper into the somewhat soft sheets.
Somehow his thoughts rounded to the pale face that had once been an orange spiraled mask when he thought of Tobi. The mask had always been the sole representation that identified Tobi as Tobi. It was still weird to have an actual face to put to Tobi.
But he was glad that he finally knew what the raven looked like.
Though… there was the covered eye.
He had noticed, vaguely that the white strips of bandages had been removed when they took a shower together. He had spotted them lying limply on the small bathroom floor as he was getting dressed.
It made him wonder what all of Tobi's face looked like, as a whole. Was there a deep scar on his hidden eye? Perhaps just a black hole where the eye once resided…
He had always believed that Tobi lost his eye, seeing as he went around wearing a mask with only one single whole for years.
But why wear the strips of bandages when he already wore a mask? They couldn't possibly be doing any help… if the incident had taken place years ago, which it more than likely did, if it was indeed an injury, since he had the orange mask for years.
Perhaps Tobi just felt more comfortable wearing them, having something covering his eye…
Deidara frowned, contemplating on asking, his curiosity far too strong to simply ignore. Plus he had already seen Tobi's face, so surely Tobi wouldn't mind showing him his hidden eye… or at least telling him why/how he lost his eye or whatever it was.
"Still awake?" A soft childish voice spoke interrupting Deidara's musings.
Deidara's eyes opened as he shifted enough to glance over to the raven, who was dressed already in his usual black. His black spiky hair damp, giving it a matted look and the white strips of bandages already in place, much to Deidara's aggravation.
Now would be a good time, no sense in procrastinating. It would just serve to bug him.
Shifting around so that he was facing the usually masked nin, the orange mask was still resting on the rickety night stand and murmured with an imploring look, "Tobi?"
The currently unmasked nin blinked, his visible brow raising, slightly surprised. He suddenly felt unease sweep through him, and vastly hoped that Deidara didn't regret having sex. Had he perhaps been too hasty? He hadn't felt so; Deidara had even affirmed he wanted to twice.
Brushing the thought to the back of his mind, he replied with none of his unease, "Yes, Senpai?"
Deidara lightly frowned, quickly contemplating the best way to word things before spewing out, "Why do you wear bandages, un?"
Tobi's visible eye widened slightly in surprise and mild shock, that certainly was not what he had been expecting to come from the blond's mouth. Well that was certainly better than the artist being upset with having sex.
Sighing heavily, he ruffled his short spiky hair before answering, "I like to." Usually he tended to wrap the bandages around his forehead but as of late he'd taken to wrapping it around his hidden eye. After all it wasn't like he could see out of his mask and he was often wearing it that it had become pointless to not wrap his eye.
Deidara blinked a few times in light surprise. Out of everything, that is not what he had been expecting. Frowning as he settled more weight into his arms he hummed out slowly, "But why hmm?" Tobi's response didn't tell him squat.
Tobi cocked his head back, his visible eye riveted to the feminine face in consternation. Why was Deidara suddenly so interested? He shrugged lightly, before shuffling over to the worn night stand, picking up his gloves and began pulling one on.
"My mask only has one eye hole, so I started to wrap my eye instead of just my forehead." He glanced at the ex rock nin as he finished pulling on his gloves.
Deidara frowned lightly with a low hum, his eyes still bluntly boring into the raven. Sitting up, mindful to keep the sheet situated on him, wincing slightly at the sharp jolt at doing so, he asked slowly, "So your eye is fine?"
Tobi blinked, his eyebrow shooting up in startlement, is that what this is about? Slowly he nodded, affirming in his deep tone, "Yes. I chose my current mask as a way to deceive others. After all no one would believe that I have two eyes if I'm wearing a mask sporting one whole. It's… an ace." As a criminal it was a given to have lots of enemies, it never hurt to have a backup. Plus not using his covered eye was a good way in strengthening it. Not that he really needed to do so.
Deidara's mouth dropped a little as he blinked surprised, his eyes dropping from the pale face. Well that wasn't what he had been expecting. A frown graced his features, darn; a part of him had hoped that he at least had some interesting scar or something.
"That… disappointing, Senpai?" Tobi questioned, noting the frown. He crossed his arms, trying to gauge the reason behind the frown.
Deidara straightened, lifting a mouthed hand to brush some of his long hair behind him. "No…," he uttered slowly, while giving a shake of his head. Forehead creasing he returned his focus back to the raven's face, ignoring the mildly displeased look.
"Can I see, un?"
Tobi jolted a little, plain surprise shooting through him. He eyed the firm, curious expression with a small frown. What did it matter?
Sighing Tobi shuffled the few paces to the bed and settled down on the edge, his body angled towards the artist. Swiftly he unwound the thin strips, letting them fall limply onto his lap before opening his closed eye. A gleam of red filtering through for a single moment before opening fully and connecting to the one visible blue orb.
Deidara's forehead creased as his eye surveyed the area that had previously been hidden, noting no scars just plain smooth skin. Tobi's eye was just as fine as his other one.
Huh…
While he was for sure a little disappointed, the rest of him was glad that Tobi hadn't suffered some massive scarring to his face or eye, not that it would have bothered him if he had.
His fingers twitched, itching to reach out and touch, to feel Tobi's face, but he resisted, just barely.
"Satisfied?" Tobi questioned, his tone deep.
Deidara couldn't tell if the other was annoyed or mad at showing him. He brushed it off, offering a small genuine smile accompanying a nod. He was glad that he now had a whole picture to put to Tobi.
Tobi felt what little irritation he had bleed out of him at the smile on the blond's face. Glancing away from the other he spoke with some prompting, "We need to get going," reminding the artist, a part of him sure that Deidara was mostly trying to stall for time. But even if that was the case, he could understand…
Deidara sighed heavily at those words, really not wanting to move, just sitting up had sent pain through him; he knew it would be more prominent standing and walking. Unfortunately he was certain that Tobi wasn't going to let him stay in bed.
He bit his lip, debating on asking but one glace at the dressed nin derailed the question. As he went to shuffle out from under the sheet, temptation surged back into him. The compelling urge too strong this time, Deidara reached out and slowly, hesitantly brushed his fingers over the pale cheek.
Tobi jolted in shock and surprise, his head whipping around to face the artist.
The action caused Deidara's fingers to slide across the smooth skin before hitting air. Not sure what to make of Tobi's expression, Deidara snorted huffily, "What un?"
Tobi blinked with a light shake of his head, "Nothing… Senpai." He stared for a few moments, sending uneasiness down Deidara's spine, making him think he'd crossed a line or something. But knew that was absurd. He gathered Tobi was simply surprised and somewhat shocked at the gesture. After all he didn't usually touch Tobi unless it was to hit him, so it shouldn't be unusual that Tobi was surprised.
Mildly annoyed at the continued staring, Deidara dropped his gaze to the bland sheet before gripping it. Before flinging it off he pursed his lips and gave the dark nin a side glance. Noting that he was still staring, several mounds of nerves plowed through him. He was naked… a blush flared onto his features and he scowled. It was simply not enticing to have Tobi watch him get dressed, simply uncomfortable.
No matter how absurd that was, seeing as they'd had sex together and Tobi had already seen him naked anyways.
Tobi, sensing the blond's discomfort, averted his gaze. Picking up the bandages he began rewrapping them. Just as he went to position a strip over his eye he paused and with quick debate only wrapped the strips around his forehead, leaving both eyes visible.
The mattress dipped as Deidara stood with a small noise of pain, but Tobi pointedly didn't look in the blond's direction, knowing that the other wanted privacy. He settled his attention on the rickety night stand and picked up his orange swirled mask. With a small hum he fixed it onto his face.
Resting his arms on his legs, Tobi asked with a light smirk, "Want some help getting dressed, Senpai?"
Deidara froze in the action of gathering clean clothes, the red on his face increasing as a scowl fixed to his face as he snapped out somewhat shrilly, "No, un!"
Tobi chuckled, the deep tone sending shivers down Deidara's spine. Scoffing Deidara focused intently on his clothes.
Standing Tobi made his way towards the door, opening it, "I'll meet you outside, Senpai." And not sparing the artist a look or waiting for a response exited while pulling the door closed with a loud squeak.
~ End Chapter 14
Really long chap…
Sorry if the death of Shin was disappointing, but I originally summed Tobi killing him in a few sentences as I just wanted to move along. But a few people expressed in wanting to read it so I wrote a scene. It didn't come out entirely the way I wanted… but I'm tired of messing with it.
Note – in the next lemon Dei will be more involved. (I should know it's already written)
It is too much of a pain to do another sight so, I have decided to just keep the lemon in the story though the link will remain and can still be read on my other sight but future lemons will probably be found only here but I may post elsewhere.
Posted: 11/13/2012