A/N: This is a what if chapter. What if Sazuko had picked Obito instead. Takes place instead of ch 13 & 14 of Loyalty
Sazuko patiently sighed at Tobi's overly cheerful whine as she lept to another tree. Why Pain had partnered her with the hyper young man, Sazuko couldn't understand. He didn't exactly get on her nerves- Kurogaine was sometimes just as cheerful, so she was used to that part,- But he did irritate her senses. The dark feelings that Tobi gave off were like a tangible presence to her senses. They put her on edge for multiple reasons she couldn't name, so when she turned and finally snapped at him, she didn't really feel all that bad about it.
"That's enough! Tobi, we won't be there for several more hours yet. Stop asking!" The irritated growl had her bowing her head as she launched forward again. Obito's eye narrowed slightly. He felt his anger prickle to the surface when she lashed out at him. His fists clenched slightly as he pushed more chakra into his feet so he could keep up with her. Obito had to admit, he got on his own nerves with the childish way he acted, but he still didn't think it warranted that kind of tone. He was also getting tired of the patient way she treated him- he enjoyed the kindness she radiates towards him, but Obito didn't like being treated like a child, which she had been subconsciously doing. There were a lot of things Obito thought about Sazuko Inuzuka, and the longer he was around her, the more he noticed.
So her snapping at him out of the blue? Her cold dismissal of his childish, light hearted antics? Sazuko needed to be taught a lesson, and he knew just the way. With his malicious grin hidden under his mask, Obito sped up until he was leaping beside of her.
"Tobi thinks Sazuko was rude. Tobi thinks Sazuko should apologize." He chirped at her as she landed on the next branch. Her head snapped in his direction with a glare. Really? Before she frowned, her lip finding its way between her fangs as she lightly chewed on it. Obito couldn't help but for his eyes to be drawn to the movement. He repressed a slow shudder in his spine as he straightened. Obito was a pervert through and through. Sazuko wasn't bad to look at. Long brown hair that fell in waves down her back- a well honed body, a weapon in and of itself. A slender neck that led down to her c-cup chest- and god did he want to bury his face in those- a soft supple waist that flowed over rounded hips and down to shapely legs- He could imagine them wrapped around his waist as he bur-
Obito shook his head sharply to clear the thoughts running through his mind. He forcefully slowed his breathing as he controlled his body's reaction to the images dancing through his mind. The hot flush over his cheeks irritated him slightly, he didn't understand why he had such a reaction to her. Forcing himself to focus, he watched her face morph into an expression of regret as her hand came up to ruffle the back of her ponytail.
"Sorry, Tobi...I didn't mean to snap at you...I'm so used to Kurogaine's quick comebacks when he acts like that...he likes to make me snap at him...I should be used to such things by now. I'm sorry for being rude." Sazuko's sheepish expression as she bowed her head in apology made something in his gut loosen, before it tightened again. She saw him the same as Kurogaine? Obito grimaced at the thought, he didn't know why that admission bothered him. He didn't want her to see him like Kurogaine, like...a brother she could joke around with. Obito loved it when she quipped back at him, and bantered with him endlessly. He enjoyed being able to make her laugh when he was being particularly childish on purpose. So the thought of her thinking of him like...a good friend? Didn't sit well with him at all. Before he could stop himself, he asked a question he knew he was going to regret.
"How does Sazu-chan see Tobi? Does Sazu-chan find Tobi annoying?" The question took her aback, the frown on her lips one of confusion as she crossed her arms over her chest. How did she see Tobi? She thought he was funny, particularly the pranks he pulled on other members. She enjoyed his goofy attitude and overall jovial demeanor. Even when he was being childish, she generally found it rather endearing. But she wished he could be more serious about some things. She knew he went out of his way to make her laugh. Sazuko enjoyed his seemingly innocent nature- some of her jokes made him squirm in just the right way that made her feel some semblance of delight. His utter shyness was refreshing, a soothing balm to her war torn heart. Sazuko felt like she needed to protect him, to protect the little ball of sunshine that was Tobi.
"I don't find you annoying, I rather enjoy your presence...I...enjoy your company. It's...relaxing in a way that the world isn't anymore. You're like a big ball of Sunshine, Tobi. And I want to protect you, from the world, and from myself." Obito felt his heart leap in his chest. It wasn't what he was expecting to hear, but it warmed his heart none the less. Still, a frown tugged at his lips. Why did she want to protect him from her? His persona as 'Tobi' wasn't an entire facade, it was part of who he actually was- albet the more annoying and child-like parts of himself. Was she afraid of tainting that 'innocence' he portrayed? Did she really see him as so much of a child that he couldn't protect himself? The thought infuriated him, so much, that he dropped his falsetto voice.
"Do you really view me as so much of a child, Sazuko?" The change in his voice was starling, and Sazuko found herself shivering at the dark promise held in it. She could see his fists clenching as she furrowed her brow in confusion. Had she said anything that hinted that she did? While she found him childish, the man before her was clearly not a child. He was an S-ranked criminal for kami's sake.
"Wha...? No! Kami no! Tobi- while you can be very childish-" She didn't get to finish. Sazuko yelped as her back was slammed into the trunk of the tree behind him and his body was pressing firmly into her own. She pushed at his shoulders, before he captured her wrists in his hands and pinned them above her with a seething growl. He didn't want her to see him as childish, didn't want her to see him as that innocent little thing she wanted to protect. It made something dark grow inside of him in that moment. Obito adjusted his hands so he had both her wrists pinned in one. His other hand came down to hitch her leg around his waist as he pushed his lower body into hers with a hiss of gritted teeth.
"Does this, feel like a child to you? Does this body feel, like the body of a child, Sazuko? Answer me!" He snarled lowly at her, his hands gripping her wrists tighter above her head as he pinned her bodily to the tree, pressing closely against her. His length grinding slowly into her core. Freeing one hand, he gripped her chin firmly and forced her blushing face to look at him. Her soft gasp as her back arched into him burned into his core.
"No...! You're not...a child...Tobi...Ah!"
The anger coiling in his gut mellowed out slowly. His gloved thumb slowly caressed her jaw as he slowly slid his thumb down her throat, his thumb coming to rest on the vein in her neck as he slowly breathed out through his lips. He shuddered, her lashes were lowered slightly, her lips quivering as a dark look entered her eyes. That at least, he could decipher: Desire. Lust. The others, had him holding still for a moment as his own eye partially shut in suspicion. Worry for him, Uncertainty as to where this was going. Hesitation to respond. At the tug of her wrists, he hesitatingly released them. She was shaking as she touched him. Her hands slowly sliding up the sides of his black clad neck- so gently, a tender caress that had him shuddering against her. A moan nearly pulled from his lips. When had been the last time someone had touched him so carefully? So delicately? It made his stomach roll with pleasure. He wanted her to touch him more. He stilled once more as her hands found the edge of his mask, before quickly pulling his head back- but she did not let go. Determination set on her face, he nearly sneered at her.
Mockingly, he responded to her attempt to un-mask him in his 'Tobi' voice, his dark tone making the dissonance clear:
"I think Sazu-chan needs to be reminded about how much of a man Tobi really is...because Sazu-chan is being a very, bad, girl." Each word was accompanied by a slow thrust of his hips, dragging a hiss of air from between her clenched teeth. He watched her eyes flutter, her grip on his mask nearly slipping from her fingers, before she grabbed it with a growl and ripped it off. Obito panicked, trying to throw himself backwards and cover his face, but the leg she had firmly locked around his waist prevented him from moving. As Kamui opened up, they fell through, with him landing on his back with a grunt, and her hands shooting out to grip his cloak tightly. They were in his private demonsion now. Obito hissed as he tried to catch his breath, before his mind caught up to their predicament and he writhed under her, trying to throw her off him. But her tight grip on his cloak had him stilling and breathing heavily.
His eye was wide with fear, Sharingan spinning lazily as the image of her leaning over him was burned into his memory. Obito's lip curled in disgust at the look on her face. She was mortified, and he felt his face morphing into a wince. He knew all too well that the wrinkled scarred flesh on the right side of his face was morifying. That the empty black socket staring back at her from his left eye was revolting. Obito burned with anger at the clear disgust he saw on her face as her eyes watered. One hand pressed firmly over her mouth, probably to contain her bile, and Obito felt utterly disgusted with himself. Shame burned through him as his bodies lust rapidly cooled. The grimace only got wider as he laid there with her atop him.
He opened his mouth to speak when she surprised him yet again. Her right hand touched his scars, her fingertips tracing over the marred flesh like a butterfly's wings. The touch had him sucking in a breath, but the warm salty drops that sprinkled onto his skin had him unable to breathe. Sazuko furiously blinked her eyes as more and more tears gathered, peppering his face like kisses as she choked back a half sob of pure heartbreak for him. Obito felt his heart stilling in his chest as he slowly exhaled, shock coating his face as he peered up at her through lowered lashes. No, it wasn't disgust or revulsion that colored her cheeks and darkened her eyes. There was horror there, but not at his appearance. Sadness welled in those eyes, heartbreak danced and dripped down her face. Pure empathy radiated from her- not pity, not sympathy- Understanding. Obito found it hard to swallow as another sob racked her body and had her curling into him, her head resting against his shoulder as her body shook.
"I am...so...sorry...Oh Kami...what has this world done to you?" Each beat of his heart was a painful echo of the sheer emotion in her voice as she cried for him. The misery, the sheer pain her tone carried told him her heart was breaking for him all over again. His emotions were a maelstrom of confusion as he struggled with what to do. He was panicking, before he found his arms wrapping around her and just...holding her. Her palm laid flat against his scarred cheek, and he found himself closing his eyes and leaning into it. Her tears sliding down his skin made him take a shuddering breath. Obito could feel his own heart reaching out from the pit he thought he'd buried it in, and reasonating with her own. He felt like a peice of shit for making her cry like this.
Not that it was his fault- she'd ripped the mask off- but something painful clenched in his chest each time he heard her shaky exhale of breath. How long had he wanted someone to cry like this- care about him, like this, - for him? How long had he wanted Rin to be in his arms like this? But Rin wasn't here. Rin wasn't the one curled up against his body sobbing her heart out at the pain she could only imagine he'd been through. Rin's heart wasn't breaking for the suffering he had endured. It wasn't Rin's hand cupping his cheek so delicately it was as if he'd shatter if she let go. Rin wasn't here- but Sazuko was. Obito felt his heart swell to bursting as his expression slowly softened at the woman crying in his arms. His gloved fingers coming up to rest against the back of her head as he cradled her face against his neck. All he could do was close his eyes and hold on, as such euphoria, such desire and acceptance poured through his body. Obito had to grit his teeth and close his eyes to keep his own tears in check. He swallowed thickly, his voice deep and filled to bursting with his own emotions.
"It's okay...Sazuko, it's okay...I..." At her soft whine he found himself holding her tighter as she breathed heavily against his throat. The movement of her lips sent his heart hammering in his ribs. Obito's entire view on her changed in that moment. Sazuko, who was brash, and loud. Teasing and jesting. Whose icy fury could frost the very air around her, who was prickly and sarcastic and violent...and soft. Sazuko was soft, like he had once been. Sazuko who was crying her heart out against his chest because of the pain inflicted on him. Who looked at him- not through him, but at him. Saw his scars, his torment, the darkness that lurked like a second skin- she saw all of this, and she cried for him. Obito knew there were sides of her she dared not to show anyone else. This was one of them. This passionate creature who cried over the suffering of others, who felt so deeply over the wrong done to him- Sazuko enchanted him. Obito swore he was bewitched as his heart nearly gave out at the realization he had come to.
He cared about her, cared for her. Obito found that he craved to see her smiling and laughing. Craved the gentle touches she gave his body. Craved the way she looked at him with wary amusement, the way she laughed at his antics. It floored him. Obito Uchiha craved Sazuko in the way plants craved for the sun- This kind of affection she was showering him with? Obito wasn't sure he could live without it, now that he knew how it felt. Once upon a time, Obito had dreamed about sharing this feeling with Rin. Had desired Rin's heart in the same way he was beginning to desire Sazuko's. But Rin was gone- had been gone for years. Any hope that dream carried had died with her. Sazuko was there, in this very moment, she was real and breathing, and Obito felt his old dream spring back to life with a vengeance. He'd be damned if he let the world take it from him again.
"Tobi, I-" His head tilted to the side as he lowered his mouth to her ear, cutting her off. His other hand slowly sliding up and down her back as he gently corrected her.
"Obito...my name is Obito..." He felt her body violently shiver at the tenderness he had spoken with. Her hand on his chest tightened in his cloak, and Obito had to repress another shiver of pleasure as his name dripped from her lips.
"Obito...It's not my place...I know...but for what it's worth...I still think you're very handsome. I'm just...sorry you had to endure such a painful thing..." His breathless husky chuckle had her shuddering again.
"It's alright baby doll. At least I got to meet you..." Her shocked face met his, red tear tracts burning her face as she opened her mouth to respond. He didn't give her the chance as his hand slid to tangle into her hair and he brought his mouth to crash against her own. His eyes closed firmly as electric shocks shot through his body, his pleasured moan mixing with hers. He felt his arm tighten around her as his palm splayed out across her lower back, pressing her firmly into him. He could feel the heat burning in her cheeks catching fire in his own as his tongue delved into her mouth. He nearly moaned again at the taste of her. His first kiss, Obito decided he liked it. He liked kissing her. He only broke away because of the need for air. Her eyes were closed, red dusted across the bridge of her nose and across her ears. Her lips were swollen slightly from where she'd bit the lower one, parted as she gasped. Obito cursed as he felt his spine tingle at the look. His eyes darkened once more with lust.
"Kami, why do you have to be so sweet..." He murmured against her lips as he kissed her again. His arms tightened more against her as he tangled their limbs together, swallowing her moans as she kissed him back. Obito groaned in sheer torture as her tongue stroked against his own. She tasted like Honeysuckle, sweet and pure. Obito had to fight for control of his senses as he slowly broke the kiss between them. Strings of saliva connected their lips as he pressed his forehead to hers. He held her firmly, but gently, even though he wanted to crush her to him with all of his strength. He found himself muttering praises under his breath, and the soft chuckle she released told him she'd heard them.
"So sweet...Kami you are far too sweet for me...this is torture...baby doll you know I love sweet things...I can't resist..." Each sentence was punctuated by his delicate kisses trailing a slow arc along her jaw as his palm cupped her cheek in one hand. The small smile playing across her lips only widened as she turned her head to ghost her lips across his. The delicate touch had him sucking in a breath and cursing at the same time.
"Fuck! Kami above, Sazuko please...If you keep this up...I won't be able to stop..." Obito clenched his teeth as he screwed his eyes shut. Waves of desire burned through his rational mind, leaving him a shaking mess. His control was slipping dangerously, and the next chaste, tender kiss she pressed to his lips had it snapping. He rolled them over, pinning her under his body as his hands once more pinned hers above her head. His eyes narrowed darkly, staring into her half lidded ones as he panted for air above her. The dark growl spilling from his throat as he slowly lowered his head down to rest against hers in a silent plea for strength? Mercy? He didn't know anymore.
"Sazuko...baby doll...please...if we continue I can't...I won't...let you go...I..." Obito shivered above her as he tried in vain to control his body. His hand still gripped tightly around her wrist as she brought her own to cup his face. His eyes slowly opened, and his breath caught in his throat as his mind blanked. The smile she was giving him stole his breath. The tender slant of her eyes. The loving caress of her finger tips as they settled over his cheek. It was too much. His heart couldn't possibly take it, the slow squeezing throb of his heart felt like it took forever, before it beat again.
"If being with me...will ease a fraction of the pain...will heal even a sliver of your heart...can bring you even a moment of joy...then yes. This is what I want. I will submit to you, Obito Uchiha- and I would follow you into the depths of Yomi and back- to the end of your days, if you so wish it." Obito could hear the roaring beat of his heart echoing through his ears, followed by a sudden, sharp white noise as she tilted her head to the side and kissed him. Obito felt his Sharingan morphing to it's Mangekyō, preserving the moment in perfect clarity forever. He felt the stinging burn as red tears dripped from his eye. Felt his heart shudder to a stop that lasted an eternity in that moment. All of his senses were on overdrive. He could feel the rapid beat of her pulse under his palm, could feel his world tilt on it's axis. He could feel the warmth of her skin, the very texture of silky softness that overlayed her bones. Could feel the tension that had been building between them for months snap in that moment. In that single moment of time, Obito felt true peace.
And when she broke the kiss, Obito closed his eyes and he wept as something within him broke. The Mangekyō deactivated, and for the first time, in many years, Obito cried. It wasn't a sob inducing cry, it was silent. His body frozen as everything came crashing down at once into a starling moment of clarity that changed everything. He cried for all of the Rins and Obitos of the world that could never experience this. For all the suffering the world had endured. For all the lives lost. Obito cried for all the lives that would be lost in the future. Because in that one moment, Obito damned them all. He wouldn't go through with Madara's plan, because Obito knew in that moment, that this was true peace. Obito had found a better way. Obito would still bring about peace- The war would still happen. But Obito would not cast the Infinite Tsukuyomi. And Obito found he could live with that.
His eye slid closed in acceptance as he exhaled through his parted lips. A slow smile, one that he hadn't worn in years, that stretched his lips and showed all of his teeth, the scarred side of his face stretching tight as one side of his mouth quirked up into a smirk. Sazuko found herself whining in delight as his eyes turned up in crescents, that smile was blinding. Like the morning sun casting it's rays at daybreak. Sazuko sucked in a breath as her eyes watered slightly, her hand dropping to shyly cover her own responding smile behind it. Sazuko felt her chest explode with warmth and adoration. Felt the sealing bond snap into place between them with such joy, it overwhelmed her so fast she nearly convulsed with it. Sazuko felt whole in that moment, because the sight took her breath away, and she knew she loved him. He had caught her smile before she covered it, his eye cracked open just enough to burn it into his memory. He felt his chest rumble with laughter.
"Ah, what's wrong baby doll? Don't hide that pretty face from me now! I...want to see...what other sweet faces...you'll make for me...mnn..."
As he spoke, his tone went from teasing to husky, pleasure drifting throughout his core as he lowered his face to hers, brushing his lips across her cheek that ended in a dark whisper into her ear. The responding, slow drawn out moan she gave him, had her arching into him from his words. The dark blush that coated her cheeks made him shiver, the sight of her parted lips and lowered lashes as she looked at him with such rapture had him licking his own. Oh? She liked it when he talked to her like that...Obito's mouth widened into a sadistic grin as he released her hands, slowly trailing them down and over her sides before firmly gripping her hips and rolling them slowly into his own. Her hand came up to muffle the quiet moan as her face flushed darker. Her lashes wet as her eyes darkened with such devotion and desire he groaned as he dropped her hips like he'd been burned.
"Aahn!"
"Fuck! Don't- oh fuck, oh kami- please don't look at me like that baby doll...oh fucking kami..." His hands bit back into her hip tightly as he rolled his hips firmly against his. His head dropping into her shoulder, a long moan of torment tearing from his throat as his body went taught against her. The pleasure coursing through his body from his stomach and riverbating from the joy singing in his heart was too much. He found his lips pressing against the flesh of her neck, his teeth reaching out to nip the tender skin as he left his mark there. Her hands gripped the fabric of his cloak tightly as her body arched into his, the roll of her hips had him biting a little harder then he'd meant to, causing an embarrassing whimper of his name to pop out. His head snapped back to look at her as she shyly buried her face against his shoulder. The crimson blush stained her whole face, and he couldn't help but snort in amusement. Kami she was perfect. He wanted to know what other sweet sounds he could wrangle from her. The thought had him grinning darkly.
"Oh baby doll...What did I say about hiding your face from me...? Let me see your expressions...that's it...good girl...mnn..." He didn't stop his hands as they trailed her body, leaning back on his knees after placing another soft kiss against her neck, he observed her. His hands slowly trailed up her sides before fluttering down over her stomach. Obito's eyes darkened slightly as his fingers trailed into the ribbon of her hakuma, before pulling it lose, unwrapping her like a present. The black panties she wore made him chuckle as he leaned forward onto one arm, bending down to give her a chast kiss. She made a soft whine in her throat.
"Obito...please..." He chuckled his agreement as his hand slowly slid down her belly, slipping under the black fabric to slowly slide over her sex. He watched as she slowly arched into his hand, murmuring his praise as he watched her lips part in a tender sigh, she was fighting not to look away from him as her eyes squeezed shut. Her hand rested against his chest, the other curling through his short spiky hair. It fell around his shoulders once he tugged the black hood back. He needed to cut it again. He tilted his head to murmur into her ear as he slowly slipped a finger into her tight core. Obito wanted to curse and exclaim his pride at the same time as he felt her maidenhead. He sucked air through his gritting teeth as he buried his face against her neck.
"kami damn it baby doll...you are a fucking gift...and you're all mine..." His kisses punctuated his words as she whimpered slightly into his hair, her nose burying into the smell of him. Obito moved his hand slowly, feeling her grow slick at the movements as he worked in another finger. He had to lean back and hold her hip down with his other as she twisted under him, the soft panting moans echoing in the dimension. Obito groaned in frustration as he watched her face morph in pained pleasure. She was growing wetter, he could feel her slick juices coating his glove. He slowed his movements slightly as he leaned down to capture her parted lips with his own, hissing at her through gritted teeth.
"I didn't know you wanted me this badly baby doll...mnn...that's it, move just like that...Fuck Sazuko...Oh kami, fuck...don't stop making that face..." He was nearly snarling in pleasure as he pumped his digits faster inside of her, watching her undilate below him like a flower in bloom. Her dark hair fanned around her as her body arched violently, causing him to find her spot. The pleading moan of his name that echoed around the dimension had him doubling over her body in sheer agony as he nearly came undone himself. Her eyes were glazed with pleasure, tears gathered in the corner of her eyes as her nails dug into his upper arm and his thigh. A tormented whimper tore from her throat as he kept his fingers pressed firmly to that spot. She was quivering, he could feel her thigh muscles clenching and spasming under his palm. Obito dryly swallowed as he tried in vain to draw in a breath. He needed her, now.
"Baby doll you are...so...beautiful..." The amazed whisper left his lips as he slowly withdrew his fingers, lowering her shaking body back to the ground. Obito took slow deep breaths to calm the pounding excitement and the rushing blood in his veins. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she came back from the edge. He'd nearly brought her to orgasim. Kisses were peppered over her jaw, trailing from her neck to her lips as he tugged her underwear free, his other hand pushing off the heavy cloak. Then he was pulling her hips against his, pulling her up from the ground and into his arms as he kneeled, her legs wrapping around his waist as he reach between them and freed his length. He hissed as her hot slick flesh coated him, her head buried against his neck as she panted, breathing in his scent. Her arms gripped tightly around his neck as he murmured sweet words into her ear.
"Shh...good girl baby doll...this'll hurt a bit...mnn...shh, I'm here..." With a grunt, his hands lifted her in one swift movement before she was sinking down his length. Her cry of pained pleasure made him wince as one of his arms came up to wrap across her back, cradling her into his body as he adjusted his stance. He'd had to bite his lip from crying out in pleasure when she sunk onto him. He filled her completely, and he could feel her tight walls wrapping around him. He gave her a moment to adjust before he bucked his hips up, causing her to bounce against his lap. That time he got a moan as he buried himself to the hilt.
"O-Obi-! Ahn...it hur-! Obi...!" Her sharp gasps cut off her words as she dug her nails slightly into her arms. A choked whine escaped her as she clenched her legs tighter around his waist. Her head dropped to his shoulder as her body shook. The sharp pain had stolen her breath, but the sharp pleasure that shot through her body next had her toes curling, a half choked cry of his name escaping her lips. His darkly muttered praises as he strained to control himself fluttered in her ear, causing her to wiggle slightly and another wave of pleasure stoked her bally.
"Good girl...thats my baby doll...take it all in...Kami Saz...a-ah! D-don't cry baby girl...I'm right here, okay?" Obito murmured to her as his body slowly relaxed. He rubbed his nose against her cheek before kissing away the tears spilling over her cheeks. She turned her head and gently kissed him as she relaxed her hold on him slightly, muffling a soft whimper against his lips as his hands slowly moved back to grip her ass. Obito sighed contentedly as he gave her another heart shattering smile.
"Tell me if I hurt you, okay? I want you to feel good...Oh kami...Baby doll it's so tight..." He let his head drop back to her shoulder as he gently began to guide her hips, rocking slowly into her. His quiet moans made her shiver as one of his hands went to fist in her hair. He had to stand before he keeled over. Wrapping his arms under her, and gripping her firmly Obito rose with her, pinning her back against one of the blocks that made up the dimension. This only buried him further inside of her, causing his legs to shake slightly at the new sensation. Her needy whine had him lightly snapping his hips into hers which turned it into a breathless moan. He adjusted his position slightly so he could rock in and out of her slowly. He gritted his teeth at the sensation. She was sticking to him something fierce, and the pulling grip her walls had on him made him curse.
"Aah! Obito it..! Mnn, too deep...Obi it feels so good..." Her soft gasping pants sent shivers down his spine as he rocked his hips more. Pleasure radiated from his stomach, and her words started to drive him to frenzy as he gripped her a little tighter. Her choked moan of his name had him bucking his hips a little harder then he'd meant to, a cursed bark muffed in her shoulder.'
"Fuuuck..."
"Obito, please!"
Her startled cry had him stopping for a moment, his lips parted in surprise before he chuckled and nudged her head to the side so he could kiss her. A deep moan traveling from his throat to hers as he bucked his hips again when she said his name in such a desperate plea. He was trying to restrain himself, the sensations overwhelming against his touch starved senses. He kept the pace slow, but a little firmer then before. He didn't want to hurt her. He watched her face morph beautifully under his attentions, his heart fracturing inside of him as she turned her head into the palm resting against her cheek to place a loving kiss there. She was oh so sweet. The seductive look she sent him thrilled him to the core before he moved his hand back down to readjust his grip on her. She was giving him that look again. That heavenly look of adoration and pleasured bliss. Sazuko whined with the need for more friction, the burning itch in her belly growing. He watched with wary amusement as that look slowly turned into one of dark desire, her eyes narrowing into slits as she arched into his thrusts. Obito sucked in a breath through his teeth as his body shuddered under the weight of that gaze.
"Oh Kami sweetheart...I told you not to look at me like that...fuck...don't stop looking at me like that..." She cut off his rambling with a scorching kiss that has his toes curling. His grip on her hips turned bruising as he kissed her back. Her pleading voice ringing in his ears with the sheer force of need it contained nearly made his knees give out as he lowered her back to the ground, his fingers flexed tenderly into her hips.
"Obito...please...I need you..." Any control he had was quickly stripped from him as she used her weight to flip them over. Obito cursed as he arched below her, her legs wrapping around his hips as her feet hooked behind his knees. Sazuko's slow smirk had him sweating bullets as she experimentally moved her hips, sliding him nearly out of her in one slow arc that had him cursing the air blue as his white knuckled grip bruised her. Nearly to the tip of him, Sazuko hissed in pleasure as she dropped back down onto him in one fluid movement. It had his back arching as he gritted his jaw so hard he felt like his teeth were cracking. The deep moan she tore from him had her smiling as he watched her entranced. He liked her on top of him like this. Her long hair swaying behind her as she moved. It'd come undone at some point and cascaded around her shoulders in a thick curtain. Obito loved the look of it.
"That's it sweetheart...move just...like...that...Fuck yes baby girl...don't stop...Kami Sazuko don't stop..." He managed to spit out between clenched teeth as his hands guided her into the proper rhythm. He timed his thrusts carefully, meeting her movements with a snap of his hips that left them both gasping. Her slow pace was driving him insane in his own skin as he writhed under her.
"Sazuko! Baby girl...you're killing me! Mnn, fuck! Ride me just like that...good girl...Kami what a good girl you are..." Obito bit off a yell of pleasure as she began moving harder, pushing him as deep as he could go inside of her. His eyes rolled back in his head for a moment before he was snarling with want. Impatiently, he stilled her movements before he rolled them back over, hooking her legs around his hips once more as he began to thrust roughly inside of her. One of his hands found her own as he gripped it tightly. His face hovered above her own as he watched each flutter of pleasure, each part of her lips as she moaned out for him. His chest heaving he groaned in frustration as he picked up his pace.
"mnnah! Not there! Oh kami Obito not therenotthereplease!" Her strangled whimpering cry was music to his ears as he grinned wider, his other hand firmly holding onto her hips as she tried to back away. He'd found her sweet spot again. The quivering in her body intensified as sweet pleading whines of his name fell from her lips.
"Thats it baby girl...Kami, you're so close...mnn, be a good girl and cum for me baby doll...Fuck...Sazuko, I wanna see you..." His possessive whisper burned through her as she clenched around him, drawing another curse from his lips as he curled forward, the new angle giving him deeper access that had her writhing in his grasp. This had a dark laugh echoing from his lips as he began to thrust deep and hard. He watched her face twist up into complete ecstasy, her hand gripping his bone crushingly tight, the explosive cry of his name from her throat was heaven as her body arched tighter then a bow string. He watched her spasm roughly against him as her inner walls clamped down iron tight around him, making him curse as he dug his nails into his palm, pressing his forehead firmly against hers. His eye flared red as he captured the moment in his memory. Her eyes were glazed with pleasure, her mouth parted in a silent cry. Her pupils dilated wide as a red flush overtook her body. Tears trailed down her cheeks as soft shuddering gasps echoed his name like a prayer. Obitos hips bucked in pleasure as he drew out her orgasim, her name muttered like a mantra as he peppered kisses along her face. The tight clenching around him drove him mad, but her tight grip had him slowly moving, as he wrangled his own blinding orgasim from him. His head dropped heavily against her shoulder as he cried out his moan. His hand gripped painfully against her hip as he shuddered, spilling his scalding seed into her belly. His head turned to capture her in a scorching kiss that left her seeing stars from its passionate adoration.
"Oh baby doll...my sweet gorgeous girl...that was...you are...Kami Sazuko please..." His arms released her to slowly wrap around her breathless frame, cradling her against his body as he tucked her head below his chin. His eyes squeezed tightly as he forced his rapid breathing to even out, holding back the tears that wanted to spill. He tried to keep the words that broke free between clenched teeth- but his heart was too raw, too over full of emotion.
"Please don't leave me...I don't think I could live without you..." He pressed his face to the top of her head as his body shook. Her arms gently wrapping around him is what broke the damn of his tears. Sloppy kisses found their way against her temple as he rocked her body with his. He sounded so small, so afraid in that moment, that it broke her heart all over again.
"Shh, I'm not going anywhere, Obito. I promise..." She placed gentle kisses along his jaw as she felt him smile sadly. His arms pulled her tighter as he focused on breathing and just holding her in his arms. Her lips found his ear as she softly whispered to him.
"I'm yours, my beloved. For as long as you'll have me..." That had him choking on a chuckle as he blushed faintly, tilting his head down to gently kiss her.
"Good, because I'm never letting you go, baby doll. You are mine. I'll take good care of you, I promise." The soft, shy smile she sent him had his own blindingly bright sunshine smile overtaking his face. Sazuko flushed slightly at the devious, tender look in his eyes. Her breath caught in wonder as he slowly rubbed her nose with his own. Oh no, he was never letting her go again. He'd burn the world to the ground before he'd let anyone touch her. She was his. And he'd kill anyone who claimed otherwise.
"Kurogaine was right, you are a masochist..." The startled yelp of protest had him laughing, and the taunting smirk on his lips only widened at her exclamation of 'Obito!' His only answer was a dark dry laugh as he tauntingly teased her:
"Obito is a good boy!" And he was kissing her again, his wide grin never leaving his face.