Chapter song: Hellboy by Greyson Chance
NOTE! If you haven't been listening to the chapter songs PLEASE listen to this one. It's 1000% Hidan and I love it.
A/N: Chapter 10! My schedule at work changed so updates with be slower, but I made this chapter longer for you lovelies. 3 Also, we finally made it to the play piercing chapter! :) It gets a little freaky so strap in!
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The sounds of the tattoo machine gripped in Sasori's hand buzzed as he worked, overlaid by chatter and rock music playing in the background. Black latex gloves on and bangs pinned on top of his head, he leaned in close to Deidara's lower half. Dei was shirtless, laying on his stomach for the back portion of his tattoo. Hidan was sitting next to the bench, watching with intent curiosity.
The redhead was working slowly to start, tracing even lines. His deep brown eyes kept darting from the skin in front of him to Deidara's face, watching for any red flags. He was obviously concerned for the blonde, newbies always struggled with their first tattoo.
"You doin' okay, babe?" He asked.
"Uhh...yeah, hmm. It's fine. Pinches like hell, but I can take it." The blonde responded. Hidan could see his friend's face twitching with each brush of the needle, but he didn't seem to be in too much pain other than a few grunts here and there.
Sasori's shoulders relaxed a bit, but he kept his posture over the canvas in front of him. "Okay, just let me know when you need a break."
Time passed as Sasori worked on the outline, and Hidan did his best to keep Dei's mind off the pain.
"So how many sessions did Sasori say you'll need?" He asked.
Deidara kept his head laid on his crossed arms, opening just one eye. "Just two. There's no color, after all."
"Gotcha." He smiled, unable to control himself. "And what does ol' mom and pop think about it?"
The blonde's face broke out into a similar smile. "Oh, I'm looking forward to seeing that, actually."
The buzzing sound stopped as Sasori wiped some excess ink off of Deidara's skin. He leaned up and rolled his shoulders. "What, you haven't told your parents about this, yet?"
The brief break allowed Dei the strength to lift his head up for Sasori to see his goofy grin. "Noooope."
The redhead made an exaggerated sigh which turned into a small smile, and he leaned down to begin working again. Deidara made a little squealing sound with the first new line, and Hidan couldn't help but laugh.
"Come on bud, keep it together!"
The blonde's head flopped back onto his arms and he could only glare at his friend.
"So how are classes going? Only the spring semester left." Hidan asked, changing the subject to keep Dei's mind off things.
Eyes closed, Dei made a small shrug. "Fine, hmm. Mostly B's and C's."
"Ehh...C's? So much for your GPA, then?" He knew his friend didn't give a rat's ass about his grades, but no reason he couldn't give him shit for it. He leaned in so that only Dei could hear him. "Maybe you should stop hitting up the bar and Sasori's cock here so much."
The blonde made just one laugh, and Sasori stopped. "Hidan, don't make him laugh, you'll mess me up."
The blonde opened his eyes in surprise, and turned on him. "Yeahhhh! Don't make me laugh." He said, faking a pout.
"Yeah, yeah."
"And to respond to your question, no I don't care about my GPA, hmm. C's get degrees, my guy."
"True that."
Hidan continued chatting with his best friend for a while, making sure to tease him every time he made a funny noise.
After an hour had passed, he could feel himself itching to go out for a smoke. He leaned back in his chair, uncomfortable after sitting for so long.
"Do you need a cigarette? I'll be fine here, hmm."
Huh. Of course Dei would be able to tell something like that. "No, I'm good. I'll sit here with you as long as you're stuck on that bench."
Deidara smiled up at him. "You don't have to, you know. But I know you will say otherwise, so thanks, hmm."
Hidan looked up when he felt a hand rest on his shoulder suddenly. It was Kakuzu, looking his usual self with a black medical mask and hair pinned up into a messy bun. With the colder weather the taller man was no longer wearing tanks to work, instead opting for a flannel button-down today.
"How's it going?"
"Deidara here's holding out pretty well. Well, good enough considering he wanted a massive fucking piece for his first tattoo."
Dei stuck his tongue out in response.
"That's good."
Hidan leaned back, enjoying the warmth from Kakuzu on his back. After a short silence, he could feel his boyfriend's eyes latched onto him, and he swung around.
"Did you need something?"
Kakuzu took a step back. "Oh...uh, I was just checking in, that's all." He gave Hidan's neck a soft squeeze and walked off.
The blonde eyeballed the tanned-skin man as he walked off. "What was that about, hmm?"
"What do you mean?"
"Just checking in? Doesn't sound like Kakuzu if you ask me." The blonde stated matter-of-factly.
"Nah, he can be like, kinda clingy sometimes."
"Like I believe that bullshit. You've got to be the clingy one hmm, always showing up where he works just to mess with him. Half the time he seems pissed off when you interrupt his work constantly." Dei retorted.
"If you weren't getting a tattoo right now I would'a bopped you on the head for that one. But no, I just mess with him at work 'cause I've got nothing better to do in the afternoons. I run my blog on the weekends and just work-part time at Hanako's shop, after all."
"And how does that make him the clingy one?" Dei asked, getting impatient.
"Don't get your panties in a wad, I'm getting there. Well, he just always checks in on me and stuff like that. We hang out a few times a week and he'll always call or text me a few times a day on off-days."
"Yeesh, sounds like insecurity to me." Deidara put in.
The Jashinist shrugged. "I don't mind. Well...I guess the only weird thing is we do use a location tracking app for each other."
"You what?" The blonde barked.
"You know, just so we can see where we are. It saves us time calling each other if we want to meet up somewhere or see if the other person's at work." Hidan answered.
"Hidan, your man is definitely insecure." Deidara in a casual tone.
Dei was never shy about saying what was on his mind, but Hidan bristled at the comment. He didn't want to start a fight with his friend right now, but felt defensive all of a sudden. "Who fucking cares? It's fine. The app lets me see where he is, too. Besides, I wouldn't have agreed to it if I had anything to hide."
"And do you actually use it?"
"Yeah, sometimes. Dei, it's fine. Seriously."
The blonde was quiet, which left an awkward silence hanging in the air.
"Hey guys!" Hinata chirped as she walked up to the bench where Deidara was laying. Hidan sighed inwardly, relieved that someone had appeared to change the subject.
"Oooohh!" She said dramatically, leaning over Deidara to get a look at the progress coming along on the piece. She glanced over to see Hidan looking back at her, and she quickly leaned back, clearing her throat and regaining her composure. He hadn't forgotten how odd she had acted the other day. Maybe it was just girly shit; if having a sister had taught him anything, it was that women's moods could do one-eighties when they had the shitty ol' period excuse.
Sasori leaned back, wiping excess ink as he sat up.
"Do you want this one to go into your portfolio, Sasori?" Hinata asked with a smile.
"Of course." He responded. "Anything that I ink on Dei will be my absolute best work."
Hinata beamed at the comment. "You guys are too cute! Do you mind if I take a picture of you while you work?" She asked, holding up the camera strapped around her neck.
"That fine, babe?" Sasori asked his boyfriend.
"Uhh...yeah." Deidara responded a little shyly. He leaned his head down as the buzzing noise told him Sasori was about the start working again, and closed his eyes. Hidan could see that he was doing his best to appear relaxed as Hinata snapped a few photos. She fiddled with her camera a bit before taking off, just as quick to leave as she was to arrive.
Thirty minutes later, Sasori finally wrapped up.
"All of the outlining is done. Next time'll just be shading." He spoke.
Deidara stood up, stretching carefully. He walked over to the full-length mirror, staring at his lower left back and hip. Bold, black lines followed the clay dragon as it wrapped around the blonde's slim hip. It looked just like the artist's clay rendition, with an open jaw and sparks casting from its mouth.
He was quiet for a moment, just a huge grin on his face as he gazed at the ink in the mirror.
"It's amazing, Sasori danna."
Deidara walked over to sit gingerly in his boyfriend's lap and kissed his forehead even though it was beaded in sweat. He unclipped the hair clip and red shaggy bangs fell back into place. He could tell that he was intruding, so Hidan popped up out of his chair. "Welp, I'll let you get all bandaged up. I'm gonna go see what Kuzu is up to."
He turned around without waiting for a response, and trotted over to his boyfriend's work area. The afternoon had well passed into evening, and most of the artists plus a few others were hanging out in the common area, most of them done with their clients for the day.
"...so I was piercing this girl's tongue web, right? And as I slide the needle though, she fucking clamps down on my fingers," Kisame said. He went on with his story, his large muscular arm wrapped around Itachi's small waist as she sat on his leg. The difference in their sizes made Kisame pretty easy to sit on, it seemed. "It was just a muscle reflex, so I can't blame her, but I could not get my goddamn hand out of her mouth. I had to actually pry her jaw open with my other hand."
Kakuzu laughed from the back. "Did you keep going?"
"Yeah, she seemed pretty serious about seeing it through." The blue man continued. "The second time around, I managed to pierce her web without too much of a problem, but when I went to thread the jewelry through, she gleaked me right in the fucking eyeballs."
"That's nasty." Konan said.
"I know, I know! Anyway, I kept my grip and finished the job."
Itachi piped up from her seat."Maybe you should buy one of those sponges that dentists use to hold patient's mouth's open?"
"Not...actually a bad idea, babe. I should do that." Kisame responded.
Feeling antsy after not having a cigarette for most of the day, Hidan was aching to go out. He stepped away then, heading for the back door. It slammed shut behind him as his skin met the cool fall air of the night. It was dark in the back alleyway, but a single light illuminated the dim space.
He fished a pack out of his back pocket and lit it, breaking against the wind with a cupped hand. The zippo shut with a crisp clack and fell back into its usual place in his pocket. A deep inhale, and he released, letting his head fall back onto the brick wall behind him. Eyes opening, the only thing visible was a black sky, no moon or stars in sight. A breeze against the nape of his neck chilled him, and Hidan stuck his free hand into the pocket of his fleece-lined jacket, wrapping it closer around himself. He stared into the blackness, enjoying this short moment by himself. Laughter and voices still echoed from inside and he couldn't help but smile to himself, thinking about how much of a clown Kisame could make himself out to be. It was surprising to see Itachi there. How long had those two been going out for now, a week or two...?
A clack sounded as the back door slammed shut. Kakuzu appeared, shuffling beside him and leaning back onto the wall.
"Ya know you don't have to chill yourself to the bone out here with me." Hidan said half-heartedly.
Instead of responding, the larger man stepped closer, bumping his shoulder with his own. "Yeah, yeah." He said quietly.
They sat in a comfortable silence as Hidan took long drags on his cigarette, thankful for the comfort the nicotine gave him. But more than that, he scooted closer to Kakuzu, eager to soak up every drop of warmth as he could from his lover.
The door opened to darkness, the only thing guiding him through being Hidan's silky hand. His eyes had adjusted to the night's darkness, so he winced as Hidan flicked the lights on inside the apartment. It was Hidan's apartment, upscale but a bit disheveled, just like always.
The smaller boy kicked his shoes off and began shedding layers, Kakuzu doing the same.
That same sultry hand led him forwards, but instead of turning to the right where Hidan's bedroom lay, he paused at the door on the left. The hand escaped his, and Hidan disappeared into the room. Not sure what to do, Kakuzu followed him.
This room was unfamiliar to him. There was more furniture dotted around, but more curiously, a vanity table with a chair lay in one corner. Some lighting rigs and band posters were hung around him. One thing was familiar to him; however—the scent of disinfectant. Hidan was popping some drawers open, digging for something. When he turned around, he held a few familiar plastic sheaths in his open palm.
Play piercing. Despite the time that had passed, Kakuzu hadn't really bothered to do much research on the subject besides glancing through the photos that Hidan posted on his blog. He probably should have prepared more for this moment. Too late now.
The silver-haired Jashinist stowed the sheaths in his pocket and walked up to him, violet eyes darting around nervously.
"Kuzu...would you...do this with me?" He asked. "You know about the blog and all...but I've never done this with anyone else before."
That comment made Kakuzu pause. The smaller man was never shy around him, not anymore at least, and he could tell that he was telling the truth.
He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Hidan's shoulders. Pulling him close, he gripped him tight with a hug. Feeling a bit playful, he started squeezing harder until Hidan starting squirming.
"...hey! I can't breathe damnit!" He protested.
Hearing the familiar edge back in Hidan's voice, he wanted to draw more out of him. Kakuzu continued squeezing harder, giving Hidan just enough room to resist until he found the strength to wiggle his arms free and push. Stepping backwards, Kakuzu looked at the man before him. He was already panting from the force it took to escape Kakuzu's bear-hug. He smiled. Moving forward in one long stride, he pressed Hidan against the wall behind them. He captured his lips in an eager kiss and Hidan's breathe escaped in surprise. Taking the opportunity, his tongue won the smaller man over easily as he pushed it into Hidan's hot, wet mouth, relishing every inch of it. The sensation sent shivers through his own body and he wanted nothing more than to ramp up Hidan, too. Bringing his knee forward, he parted Hidan's legs and ground into the smaller man, earning a moan through their connected lips.
He broke away for air. Beneath him, Hidan was already hot mess, his face flushed, eyes half-lidded with lust and mouth ajar. "Jesus, fuck, Kuzu. I take it...", he huffed, "that's a yes?"
"Not quite." His own deep voice answered. While the Jashinist was distracted, he gripped him by the wrist and began leading him to the bedroom. Hidan tagged behind wordlessly, and Kakuzu threw him on the bed and slammed the door shut behind them. The silver-haired Jashinist looked up at him from the bed, waiting for him to make the first move. Even in the dim of the room Kakuzu could see how excited Hidan was, his tight black skinny jeans not doing him any favors.
Arms crossed, he stared down, feeling every bit in control. He hadn't taken this approach with Hidan before...but he was sure the boy wouldn't mind.
"If you want me to pierce you, you're gonna have to ask for it nicely."
A blank look crossed Hidan's face. His thin eyebrows quirked into a confused expression, but they melted a moment later as a smile spread on his face.
"Okay, okay..." he said sarcastically. Despite his tone, he shifted forward on the bed, crawling up to Kakuzu on his hands and knees. A sultry look crossed his face. "Pierce me, Kakuzu. I'm begging you."
Heat welled in Kakuzu at the words and he couldn't help but smirk. "That's a good little bitch."
Hidan's face immediately changed but Kakuzu didn't give him time to react, throwing him backwards on the bed and enveloping his mouth once more. Despite the moan that escaped into Kakuzu's mouth, he felt a bite stab his tongue. Below him, lips were smirking defiantly, so he grabbed those god-forsaken jaws and pried them open.
"Bite me again and you'll regret it."
Diving in once more, Hidan was more obedient this time, allowing Kakuzu free rein in their locked kiss. A sharp pain made him pull back and he looked down to see that Hidan was grinning ear-to-ear, having scored another bite.
"Call me a little bitch again and see what happens."
A deep, evil rumble of laughter welled in Kakuzu and Hidan did his best to keep a grin, but it was clear his smile was faltering as he imagined his next punishment.
Swiftly bringing his hand up Hidan's back, he gripped the back of his silver hair and yanked down, hard. Hidan screamed but Kakuzu didn't care. His pale neck wide open, he attacked it with tongue and teeth, sucking and leaving plenty to remember him by. Trailing nips up to his ear, he starting licking along Hidan's lobe and cartilage. The black industrial piercing and stud in the cartilage made for good fun to play with. He took his time, never letting up his iron-grip on Hidan's hair. Dipping his tongue into the well of his ear wracked Hidan's body with shivers of pleasure. He decided to wrap up his little punishment by clamping down on Hidan's teased lobe until he tasted blood, Hidan wriggling and gasping beneath him.
His own erection was beginning to bother him and he could tell Hidan was getting impatient, too. But there was one more element of foreplay left. His hand crept down and massaged Hidan's dick through his pants, earning a deep moan from the flustered man. He kept feeling around and eventually fished the needles from his pocket. Breaking apart for a moment, they both panted.
"Tell me where to pierce you."
Violet eyes looked up and that devilish open smile crept back onto Hidan's face.
"A few along my arm..."
Kakuzu stared at him in silence.
"...please."
They shifted places quickly so that Kakuzu was laying propped up on the bed, and Hidan laid side-ways across his lap. "Do you need any help?" Hidan offered.
"Nah, I've seen you do it before." He responded.
The smaller boy scoffed in disdain which earned him a pinch and a yelp.
Taking the hypodermic needle out of the plastic case and sheath, he examined it closely. It was a 21 gauge needle according to the discarded wrap, and was about an inch long with a translucent blue handle. Bringing his hand to Hidan's arm, he paused for a moment to wonder how the needle would do against Hidan's lean tricep. Then again, Hidan was used to this, so he didn't care too much.
"Ready?" He asked.
A slight nod and Kakuzu leveled the needle with skin, the hollow bezel inside facing out, needle tip in. He pressed the needle forward lightly and the skin gave way. A light moan sounded but Hidan didn't flinch or even squint an eye, which happened frequently with his tattoo clientele. It took more effort to push the needle through and he gently angled it upwards to break the skin a second time. The second puncture earned a small grunt from Hidan and he released his breath once the needle stopped. He cheeks were still rosy and flushed but his eyes took on a new glimmer of animalistic lust.
Rather than what was going on with his hands, Kakuzu was mesmerized by the gleam seated in those deep violet eyes. It was pure lust, greedy and wanting. Those eyes were an aphrodisiac, and he wanted more.
He quickly shredded the packaging on the second needle and fixed the point just an inch below the first needle site. Without being told, Hidan inhaled deeply and Kakuzu pushed the second needle through on cue with his exhale. It wasn't a perfect exhale, as the pain made Hidan's breath shudder so delightfully. The sounds were almost too much to take in; he hadn't felt trembles pop up in his hands since he was an apprentice. A deep inhale and exhale expelled the feeling.
The third needle went in as easily as the first two, but even with his steady hand, the excitement coursing through him made the last one come out a little crooked. Despite this, Hidan admired the completed row along his tricep, a hint of pride showing.
"Not bad for your first time."
Even though his boyfriend was the one here with experience playing with needles, Kakuzu wasn't going to take any lip. "That right?" He leaned over and licked along the length of Hidan's pierced skin, feeling three bulges along the skin as his tongue glided upwards. The wet sensation earned an audible ahh from Hidan and his breathing hitched. This. This was what he wanted. The usual feistiness of Hidan was nothing here but a puddle. He seemed so fragile under Kakuzu's touches, and he loved it.
"Want to leave them in or take them out?" Kakuzu asked.
The Jashinist took a moment to recover and then looked up. "In."
Without pausing, he got up from under the smaller man and worked his belt and pants loose. Leaning in close, his hand crept up Hidan's shirt, pushing it up as his tongue followed on his stomach. Kissing and nibbling as he went, he stroked Hidan's dick with increasing speed. The smaller man was never a quiet playmate, and he moaned and mewled with each touch. Reaching up to his right nipple, he circled the nub a few times with his tongue before biting down. Hidan was fidgeting uncontrollably with excitement underneath him. Just to tease him, he suddenly let go of his dick. Unsurprisingly, Hidan groaned unhappily. Kakuzu answered by taking his now-free hand up to his left nipple and giving it a good twist. The silver-haired man bucked and his mouth fell open in a cry.
Shifting backwards, he pulled up Hidan's legs. Pulling his arm back, he brought a finger down and began teasing Hidan's entrance. The boy squirmed under his touch, and his mouth fell open in a shuddering breath once again as a finger pushed through. They had been through this ritual many, many times in the past few months, and it only took a moment before Kakuzu could easily push in a second, and then a third finger. He gave just a few good pumps, his fingers curling and turning Hidan's moans into screams of pleasure.
Pulling his fingers out, he positioned himself and quickly settled deep inside Hidan. Kakuzu very briefly enjoyed the thought of driving his boyfriend wild like this. Not even needles could drive Hidan this mad. The tightness around his cock was unbearable and he started moving, quickly setting a fast pace. He knew Hidan's body as well as his own, and that meant not giving any time for Hidan to adjust. The boy was obviously no stranger to pain; he loved it.
A hand outstretched surprised Kakuzu and he took it in his palm, interlacing their fingers together. Hidan's striking purple eyes were glazed with lust yet he felt no embarrassment looking deeply into them. He leaned forward for a sloppy kiss which was eagerly returned. Their hands clasped together, Hidan flexed his left hand. Continuing his pace, he smiled when he realized that Hidan was continually agitating his piercings by flexing his muscles, just to keep his adrenaline high going.
Shifting positions, Kakuzu lifted Hidan's leg and began angling deeply into him. The smaller man was moaning with each thrust, his eyes struggling to stay open. A twist forward and Kakuzu found it, that one spot that always drove Hidan over the edge. He picked up the pace, slamming into Hidan's prostate with screams of pleasure filling the room.
"I can't...Kuzu...!" Hidan moaned. His body seized as his orgasm captivated him, and he came, long and hard. Kakuzu allowed Hidan to settle for a moment, his breathing ragged, body sheen with sweat.
A few moments later, and Kakuzu stood up by the bed. He thought his boyfriend looked cute for just a moment, exhausted on the bed covered in semen.
"Ass up." He demanded.
"Wha...?"
"Do I look finished to you?"
Hidan made a tch sound but crawled over anyway, crouching over the bed on his hands and knees, before plopping his head onto the blanket. Kakuzu took a moment to take in the view of Hidan's pearly white ass. Hmm. It was just a little too white. He slid his cock in slowly this time, feeling Hidan's warm walls wrap tight around him once more. Unable to resist, he gave Hidan a good smack across the ass, which sent the boy upright on his palms.
"Heyy!" He protested.
Kakuzu smirked, and slowly guided Hidan's hips back and forth. He built a slow and steady rhythm as Hidan's ass cheek turned a light pink. Much better. He rocked his hips a few times before pulling back for another smack. Hidan didn't retort this time, but Kakuzu could feel him clenching more tightly around his dick.
Hidan's perfectly lean body was sheen with perspiration and his head bobbed around as Kakuzu fucked the living daylights out of him. Moans and slapping sounds filled the room which just made him hornier. He went hard and fast, then slowed his pace, letting Hidan catch his breath, if just for a second.
Flipping the boy over, he crawled atop him once again. He could tell he didn't have much left in him, but he wanted to drag the fun out as long as he could. Pinning Hidan down, he inserted himself slowly and Hidan offered a satisfying groan. He lay there, fully seated and motionless, watching with amusement as Hidan started to fidget.
"Fuck's sake, move already!" Hidan barked.
"Ah, ah, ah. That's not how you ask." Kakuzu reached a hand up and began pumping Hidan's cock, fully recovered from earlier. The Jashinist squinted an eye and gasped out at the touch. But ever the insubordinate sub, he only offered Kakuzu a glare.
"Tell me what you want." The stitched man stopped moving his hand, settling it at the base of Hidan's cock and squeezing it hard. He started moving his hips, not back and forth, but just grinding up against his prostate. This had a surprisingly good effect on the smaller man, as he screamed out. Just a moment later, he stopped grinding and gripped Hidan's cock harder.
The man beneath him trembled in anticipation, unable to hold back anymore. "Please...fuck me, Kuzu. Jam your fat cock deep in there, I want to feel your cum deep inside me, like always."
Heh.
Letting loose like this felt like bliss. He was pounding Hidan again, deep grunts and hot, breathy moans escaping his own lips. He was so caught up in the ecstasy, he could hear himself saying "Hidan...Hidan..."
White arms wrapped around his back, pulling him close. Kakuzu could see that the boy still had some fight in him as he felt nails deliberately raking down his back, but he was past the point of caring. A few pumps later and his stomach tightened. He groaned as he came hard, deep inside. Hidan held him as he trembled through his long orgasm, until he had exhausted himself and fell to the side, nothing more than a sweaty mess.
They both took a few moments to catch their breath. Hidan was the first to rise, escaping to the bathroom. He returned a few minutes later with some tissue and skillfully removed the three needles in quick succession. Blood bubbled at the entry and exit sites and instead of dabbing it away, he just took a swipe with a finger and smeared it on his bottom lip which was curled into another one of his devilish grins. Crawling over to Kakuzu's exhausted form, he couldn't even put up a fight when Hidan forced a cherry-red kiss on him.
A/N: P.S. Many people report getting adrenaline highs from tattoo sessions, which gets them hooked on getting tattoos. Not so different from play piercing ;)
Also did you like Kisame's story with the tongue web piercing? That's actually the embarrassing story of how my tongue web got pierced...