Love me U.K.E
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(Please.. Help)
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Pallid hands weakly gripped sheets of baby blue as the body that owned them curled, tensed, and slightly jerked- reacting poorly to the penetration from the body above.
It was expected, and just. The cock from above, and the entrance to the ass below rarely came to terms during some das, but that didn't stop either of the two figures to discontinue their actions, especially the one who was always above.. the one who was always forcing the other to submit to his whims.. the one who owned the other.
"Nng!-"
Feeling the head of his owners dry cock slowly breach through his less than loosened hole- the figure below squeezed his eyes shut and clinch his lips together securely.
He did not want to whine or scream or cry out..
He did not want to reveal himself to be in any type of pain..
He did not want to give his masochistic owner the gratification to pull any emotion, any sound, any action out of him..
But it was all for naught.
Having no intention on lagging about, going easy or wasting time, the figure above pushed the girth of his member into the smaller frame below him, earning every noise and emotion that was supposed to be hidden.
Eyes burst wide open with tears sure to rise and flow as the form of blood chilling agony chimed in the air, bouncing off every wall in the room until the pallid hands that gripped the sheets drove to muffle and suffocate the sounds, earning no such succession in the long run. There were still faint sounds of a heart tearing cry that proved to be pointless when earning the mercy of the body's owner.
"Heeh.. And you tried so hard to be silent.. that turned out to be less than fruitful, hm?"
The body below jerked and spasmed to the pain, hardly hearing, focusing or acknowledging the words that were sent his way. Instead, he gave short wheezes muffled by trembling hands as a response.
"Haha.. does it hurt? Come now.. it can't be that bad."
The owners tone was taunting and openly degrading. It always made the lower figure feel like his efforts of being mute were always such a waste..
Grinning for a short second, the owner pulled out nice and slow- feeling a hot, burning suction that lasted until the head of his member still remained in the channel he owned. Once that heated burn left, he shoved his cock right back in, shutting his eyes and sighing in delight as the body below convulsed with pain. Legs were trembling, a slightly pinkened chest was heaving hopelessly for air, and dark lids were exposing already widened eyes even further. It was a sight that only excited the dominate man up above, making him smile as he started to buck and eventually pump energetically into the purchased hole he had under him.
"Fuuck.." he groaned almost inaudibly as his hands moved to either sides of the smaller figures hips- lifting them slightly. "You're like a virgin every time.."
The boy underneath groaned and cried silently, while his body wracked painfully to the wicked thrusting.
It hurt, but he never wanted to hear himself scream and he never wanted his owner to get that out of him either. He knew if he did, then this action would be prolonged for what would feel like ages.
The domination would be relentless, the submission would make him feel so helpless, and the pain would be eternal.
'Make it end soon..'
The boy shut his eyes tight, wincing as he felt his owner thrust into him harder and more hungrily - hunching over him so the heat of his frame fell upon him like rain while his sunny locks would ghost over the boys shoulders, tickling him as the motions rocked the both of them. His owner was behaving almost ferally, like this act wasn't done on a daily basis.. like he wouldn't force the boy to lay down and let whatever was done be done to him with no objections whatsoever..
"-gh, shit.."
The boy opened his eyes, the first image he captured being the expression his owner sported. Eyes calmly shut, blonde brows slightly furrowed with focus and mouth split an inch to release warm quickened breaths.. The man was pleased, and in all honesty, the boy loved it when his owner made that face.. it was truly beautiful.. but he couldn't allow himself to be captivated by it.
He knew that behind that beautiful face, there was something truly ugly..
'..I..cannot be fooled..'
He had to mentally chant this, for if he didn't, then he'd fall deeper into the pain as he had multiple times prior.. but it was hard.. truly hard.
Watching his owner reveal his blue irises, the boy glanced away, flinching as the mans slightly larger hand gripped the right wrist of the boys arm.
"Remove those hands.. and let me hear you scream.."
The lower figure kept his hands clasped atop his mouth like a lock on a box, staring at the man above him with pleading eyes.
'Please no..'
His screams, whines, cries, and sighs were something euphoric to the man above him.. he knew that. If he were to indeed oblige to that request then the pain wouldn't stop.
'.. I.. I don't want that.. I.. I don't.. - ! ! !'
The thoughts stopped as the hand that once gripped the boys wrist, shot to yank the fibers of his hair so roughly, that a few strands were torn from the roots. A quick "AH-" slipped through the boys once clamped lips, along with a few hisses as he unconsciously grasped the vicious palm that pulled at his tresses, unsuccessfully gaining release.
The owner smirked lowering his eyes a bit. "Yess.." he hissed, focusing on that short whine, gaining the motive to stab his cock in the boy just a little faster. "Again.. like that.. but make it louder- make it longer..hm.."
The boy clenched his teeth together as sparks shot up the tail of his spine to prick and stab at his brain, tempting him to cry out and plea, but he had denied that urge, and ultimately his owner's order. He couldn't do it, he didn't want this prolonged any longer.. he just wanted this all to stop..
'Stop.. pleease,'
Suddenly, as if his mental remarks had hit his owners ears, the boy felt the man atop him stop everything. The unmerciful pounding abruptly froze, and the palm that tore at his hair was withdrawing. Feeling this form of relief, the boy slowly relaxed, unfastening his eyes that laid upon his owner for only a moment before a blur blinded him. Everything had gone black for a second, but reality appeared again, leaving the boy to find himself staring at the opposing side of the room with a sharp stinging sensation that burned the left side of his face.
It was surprising.. and yet.. expected.
"Stop disobeying me and do what I say.. react to me; scream to the top of your lungs!"
The boy hardly acknowledged. Instead he stared at the walls on the other end of the room- the walls that blur forced him to look upon. He gazed at the red paneling, then the several paintings of flowers, then finally the portal that led out of this prison. He had often dreamed of being on the other side, wondering what it would be like being there.
His owner always disappeared out of that doorway for long periods of time, leaving the boy alone to think about copying the same actions.. but he knew he wasn't daring enough..
Two single tears escaped from eyes, one climbing over the bridge of his nose while the other raced down his other cheek.
He wanted to run to it, desperately so..
"Hm? What the hell are you crying for?"
The boy winced feeling his hair get gripped once more, but he didn't react to it as much as he did prior. Instead he twitched for about a moment, but distracted himself with that doorway and the thoughts of leaving this place, and knowing it was never possible.
He was ordered to stay in this room.. to lie on this bed and wait for his owners return only so this pain could return once more.
'It hurts..'
The boy shut his eyes and shuddered as his body was filled with overwhelming sorrow, and the shivering only got worse when the owner forced his head to face him.
There was silence, but it didn't last long as the dominant man groaned and glared.
"What the hell is wrong with you, hm? You've been behaving horribly lately, not to mention fucking you is like doing it with a pillow the longer it lasts.. I'm starting to think you're broken.."
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The owner glared tugging the boys hair again, earning another short whine that made him smirk, however the ring of what sounded like musical chimes made the man look to his nightstand just to the left of the bed, noticing his black and gold flip-phone blink and vibrate.
He sighed through his nostrils as he reached for the cell, flipped it open and answered it as he shut his eyes and groaned.
"Hm?" he acknowledged to start the wireless conversation. ". . .HM! Itachi!"
This made the owner pull out of the boy with the quickness and sat up on his bed with a smile, leaving the mute individual to glance at him for only a second before looking to the doorway once more. He often wondered who the people his owner spoke to made him smile like that.. made him that happy..
"Whaaat? They want us to do what?" The man groaned before rubbing the top of his head. "Ouggghh.. Fine.. Who's gonna pick me up? . . .W-What? You're just down the street? Hm! Goddammit, warn a guy when you're 15 minutes away, not 15 seconds Uchiha! —Y-Yes I can get ready! Hmph!"
The man was quick to hang up and hop off of the mattress he was on to make a break to the closet just beside the doorway. With that he grabbed a red collared shirt, black tie and slacks- fumbling slightly as he threw them on then ran to the nightstand, shoving around a clock, tiny desk light, spare change and other junk before finding what he was looking for. Grabbing a dark hair tie, the man secured part of the band in his mouth before easing his hands through the uppermost area of his head, clutching half of his bright blonde fibers before bundling them with the tie.
Afterward, he moved the junk on the nightstand once more before grabbing a packet of gum, a marker, some change and other miscellaneous items to shove in his pocket. After that action, he stood, glancing around the room to see if he forgot anything. Figuring he didn't the man smirked before giving the boy in his bed a glance kneeling to him for a second to point.
"I'm leaving for awhile, but when I get back you better fix that act.. you hear me?"
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"Heh.. Still playing silent? Don't test me, you might actually bring me to cut you open and see what's wrong with your wires.. You remember the last time I cut you up don't you? Hm?"
A stoic stare was given before the boy up and nodded, making his owner nod and grin like a mischievous child who stole a cookie and got away with it.
"Good good show me where! Show me!"
The boy stared at his temperament, realizing the man was overjoyed. With that, each of his hands ghosted over either wrist and down the middle of his forearms. Afterward, his left hand slowly traveled up to an old scar on his forehead, making the man across him laugh.
"Good good.. So maybe you're not broken, hm? You're just pouting?"
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The man snickered however, shut his eyes to shrug as he stood the next second and left without another word uttered. The boy left behind stared at the doorway for a minute, then shut his eyes as he curled within himself and shuddered.
'H-help me.. Somebody please..'
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Flinching in the backseat of the Aburame car, Naruto winced as his right hand went to smack the side of his head. That sound brought Shino to glance over his seat before he furrowed his brows, as if Naruto's problem brought him terrible agitation.
"What's wrong?"
"O-Oi.. I feel like.. something's chewing my brain or something.."
Shino was sure to flinch. "Is it a parasite?"
He sounded more excited about it than concerned. Regardless, Naruto couldn't bring himself to respond. The pain he spoke of didn't really feel like chewing if he were to be honest.. it just felt like a pinch at his brain, like the ones you get during a really bad migraine, but even though it felt that way, something deep within him was telling him it was something more.
'But what?'
He wondered that as Shino's father pulled up at a shabby looking place of housing, interrupting his thoughts when he announced the arrival of the requested destination.
Shino and Naruto glanced out of their windows, Naruto being the only one to raise a brow as he immediately noticed some shady looking characters hanging out or walking passed the large spacious building in the glumest of areas. It made him blink and align his head unevenly. This area looked way different from what the boy could remember.
"Funny.. I would've never thought a member of the Uchiha family would be living on this side of town." Shino muttered before glancing at the blonde. ".. Well? Are you going?"
Naruto flinched but eventually nodded as he grabbed the handle to the door and let himself out. With that Shino rolled down his window and peered out of it a bit.
"Let this be a learning lesson for you Naruto. You can't get anywhere with out a bit of help from family. Without my father, we would've surely been stuck walking 30 miles away from here."
The blonde nodded. "Thanks Shino."
"I was only doing what was asked of me." He muttered. "I'd walk you to your house exactly, but my father and I are on a very hectic schedule."
"Right.. I underst-"
"It isn't as if I am afraid of these questionable people or anything.. It's just we both have important places to be." the boy cut off. "Hopefully I will see you at school soon."
"Eh.. o.. kay.."
The Aburame boy gave him a long stare before rolling up his window and then allowing his father to drive off- probably the odd boy's weird way of saying goodbye. Nevertheless, the blonde was left to stand on the sidewalk, watching Shino's ride drive further and further until it was completely out of sight. This made Naruto turn around and face the building that he couldn't help but squint an eye to.. This place didn't look anything like Sasuke's house.. but who's to say that the whole place didn't go through a remodeling or something..
The blonde could only groan as he scratched the side of his head and still glanced at the building with a questionable stare. There was a red hut like thing covering the door to the complex, making the blonde squint his eyes and slowly sound out the words he saw in gold letters.
"Su...na...Su..ites?"
That name didn't ring a bell, but it wasn't like Naruto had ever gone to read what the name of Sasuke's place had actually said before so—
The blonde was still stuck to stare at the building however the stares of the questionable looking people who hung around him made him a little on edge. They were looking at him as if they were going to cut out his insides and sell them to one another for the highest bidder.. it was kinda scary.
Still, with Naruto being Naruto, the boy put a glare on his face as he returned the stares and advanced into the building. There werent' any doormen, which was good in a sense. Naruto didn't like those assholes anyway, and he figured in the time he was away, they had gotten fired or something.
"Pft.. 'bout time." he mumbled marching into a lobby that looked less than familiar.
Man.. when the want to remodel, they really switch everything up.
Nothing looked all fancy, nice and bright like it had before. Naruto actually wondered just went on when he was gone, however a glaring old woman behind a counter off to the left side made him flinch. She was reading the newspaper with a cigarette in her mouth, never bothering to turn her skeptical looks away from the boy. It was as if she wanted Naruto to be aware that she didn't trust him.. that or his very presence was rubbing her the wrong way.
Either way, Naruto just blinked at her, eventually glaring himself as he cautiously advanced further into the place, reaching an elevator that looked cheap and close to breaking down.
It felt weird being in this place, and he wanted to leave, but he figured if Sasuke was in here, then it wouldn't hurt to just say hi. Sure there could be the chance the boy would up and call Obito on him, but it's not like the Uchiha's would catch him if he ran away.
"Mhm!" The boy groaned as he folded his arms and shut his eyes.
Yeah.. besides, who's to say Sasuke would react like that after seeing the kid? It's not like Naruto would just up and ask the boy if he could live with him. He knew he couldn't, so there would be no point. All he really wanted to do was just say hi, tell him that he's in town for a bit and how everything's going great with Kakashi, then he'd leave.
Naruto flinched and laughed nervously to himself as he figured telling the Uchiha a few white lies the moment he see's him after an eternity was nothing but pathetic.. but what else could he say or do? This had to be done!
"Yeah!" he mumbled to himself as he tightened his fist.
Getting the Uchiha jealous wouldn't be so bad, if anything it would be a bit of fun, not to mention a nostalgic thing to see after so long.
The boy could only smile at that thought, however as quick as the look was formed, it had faded. Though it was going to be nice to see Sasuke.. Naruto would have to leave.. Nothing would change. Sasuke still wouldn't have any feelings for him, he wouldn't rejoice at the boys visit in the slightest.
No.. Knowing Sasuke he would glare at the blonde from the entrance to his home, purposely blockading it so he wouldn't be allowed in, all the while holding a conversation that would be nothing but acknowledging grunts and groans on his end, then finally, as the convo was ending the Uchiha wouldn't even grant the boy a goodbye, as he'd rather shut his door and get back to doing whatever he usually did. That would be it. There would be nothing further..
The blonde quickly clutched onto the baggy shirt he sported, as he glanced at the floor, now nervous and dispirited. Maybe this wasn't a good idea in the first place?
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The blonde flinched glancing around the room like a paranoid freak, as he felt his heart jump and nerves chill.
No way..
The elevator buzzed as it hand landed, making the boy jump and turn to face the opening metal box flinching as he spotted a fellow blonde man step out then freeze to stare at him. Both of them exchanged their stares for a long while, until the obvious older one eventually glared and breathed heavily through his nostrils, making Naruto narrow his eyes at the guy in return.
They now glared, though the older man was sure to waltz off with a scoff, leaving Naruto to step into the elevator and glare at the man who glanced over his shoulder- their looks only lasting a short second as the elevator doors shut.
The older blonde man rose a brow but nevertheless continued to walk off, stopping his actions suddenly as he stood before the glass door of the complex. Watching Itachi step out of a dark car, and turn to speak with a fellow dark haired male that shouted at him from within the auto, leaving Itachi to move his mouth to respond and make the other male glare, honk his horn, then speed off leaving the Uchiha to groan. It was like a silent movie to the blonde, but nevertheless a humourous sight.
He proved this as he smiled from ear to ear, then flashed his perfectly white teeth as he passed through the doors.
"Itachi-san! You're looking well! Very well!" he voiced with wave as he approached and smirked. "Well, what do you think? Hm?"
The Uchiha shrugged before pulling out his cell and pressing a few keys, looking a mix between unenthusiastic and unimpressed. "I have no idea why they'd make us do something so garish, especially all the way downtown. Seems they've run out of things to-"
"No, not the order! I mean: What do you think of my arriving on time! Surely you're amazed at my quickness Itachi! Hm!"
"..You're not serious.."
"Hm? Of course I am!" The man voiced putting his hands on his hips in a proud manner. "I just got a call from you 6 minutes ago, and now I'm out here at the same time as you, ready, eager and dressed down to the friggen nines! Surely you're impressed with my speed! You have to be, afterall I am a MASTER in the art of speed-dressing! Hm!"
Itachi stared but was sure to walk off. "..Come along Deidara.."
"Hm? H-Hey! Don't walk off without me!"
But he did, and the talkative blonde was forced to catch up- the both of them unknowingly walking away from something so important.
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Naruto clutched his head, feeling his brain ache as the elevator began to travel to each floor. He didn't know what button to press to get to the Uchiha's room, so he just pressed them all, and because of that he was taking a long trip in the elevator box- all the while hearing whispering like noises that continued to make his brain ache.
Why was he hearing these things again, and now of all times. It was seriously irritating, and yet chilling to the blonde.
He hadn't heard these voices in a long time, and because of that, he had thought that these whispering words were nothing but his imagination, but this proved him wrong.
Still, he felt crazy.. These words never hurt his brain before, so why now?
The answer was unknown, and because of that Naruto was trapped in the elevator with these noises that didn't seem to stop.
The blonde ached as he fuzzy ears slowly began to appear and twitch to each broken sentence his mind kept repeating.
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Naruto groaned, feeling the left side of his brain pulse.
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Naruto's ears rose a little higher as he began to hear the words get a little more clearer. Suddenly the broken sentences were beginning to fix themselves, and all Naruto was left to do was stand around and take in what he was hearing.
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The blonde flinched as the elevator opened on one floor, immediately giving the boy the strangest of feelings. If he could explain it.. It was like he felt like he was being pulled by the suction of a hurricane..
He blinked, staring down a hall of horribly patterned rugs and dark doors that looked like they had all been through hell, but that sight was sure to disappear as the elevator doors began to close, making Naruto flinch as he stopped it, and stepped through the opening.
He stood around the empty halls for a couple minutes, but let his feet travel to wherever they would. He was walking at a zombies place, his obvious fox ears out for anyone to spot them.
He wanted to find the reason why those whispers were reaching him, and oddly enough he felt that he would find his answer somewhere on this unfamiliar floor.
He paused at the split of the hall, looking both left and right before feeling that pull bring him to a room two doors down from his right. With that the boy stared at it, his left ear twitching as he glanced at a faded gold plate sport the numbers 337.
He tilted his head at an awkward angle, but glared as he grabbed the handle of the entryway, breaking it and opening it before he had entered.
Still sporting that glare the boy glanced around a simple living room with a kitchen just ahead and two doors on either side of the room. Again the boy looked to his left and right before ultimately waltzing off to his right and approaching that door, ready to break it open. That was unneccessary however, as the door was already unlocked. So, bringing himself to open the door and peek in, the blonde's glare twisted into a shocked expression as he stumbled upon a boy of bright red hair, curled atop his mattress in an almost fetal manner, stark-naked with his back facing the door, sounding damn near close to crying.
Naruto flinched at the sight, knowing that he probably should've left.. but that feeling had brought him here, so he knew he couldn't bring himself to leave.
Putting on his angry face once again, the blonde groaned, folding his arms.
"Mrgh.. Oi!"
His voice almost made the room shake, leaving the redhead to quickly sit up and stare, twitching to the new face. The figure in the doorway had almost reminded him of his owner.. Both his hair and eyes were so bright of color, reminding the boy of the sky and sun.. but that look he was sending him.. it was stern.. almost lecturing.
"Rrgh! I gotta bone to pick with you buddy!" Naruto shouted, marching. "I don't know why but there's been these weird words playing in my head over and over on numerous occasions, and it's been driving me crazy!" he said as he approached the bed and clocked the boy over the head. "Don't ask me how, but I just know you're behind all of it! So now that I've found you, I can tell you to politely play your own freaky little mind games with yourself! Do you know how crazy you've made me feel! You even made my old owner and his family think that something was wrong with me- that I had a seizure! Whateverthefuck that is.. Er.. either way, I've had enough! Stop it or else!"
The redhead clutched his head and hissed silently, but he was sure to massage his scalp with constant strokes before he looked up to the boy at his bedside, flinching as he noticed fuzzy ears that narrowed along with the boys blue eyes.
"Oi.. what're you staring at?"
Widening his own set of eyes and freezing for only a moment, the boy lunged at Naruto, tackling him to the floor as he held him, making the blonde scream, squirm and writhe-
"DAAAAAAAAAH! WH-WHAT'RE YOU DOING!" he screamed, as he clawed at the floor. "G-Get off'a me! Get offa me! You're on top'a me! And you're naked! You're NAKED! Get off, get off, get off!"
". .h..help..me.."
Naruto flinched, laying completely still as he felt the boy clutch onto his shirt, tugging it as he buried his head into the blondes chest.
"p..please.. help.. me.."