Hey y'all! Part 2 of my fillers, I will be getting back to my story after this.

WARNING: M/M SMUT. Read at your own discretion, feel free to skip it.

Disclaimer: Still don't own nothing.

Leaves whooshed about in an agitated swirl as Tom pushed himself away from Sakumo's hold.

"Why did you take me?!" Voldemo's eyes burned into his very soul. "I had that brat at my mercy...! By Salazar, he would not stop until I had him under me!"

The image of the Uchiha brat wriggling his arse under Voldemo came back to him, making him green.

"Pray tell, what possessed you to put on this show?" Sakumo bit out.

"I needed to test my strength!" Tom gritted through his teeth, his patience was shot. "I wanted to.. no. I needed to find out the results of my ritual."

"Surely, you could have found a better time. Given that you are indisposed!"

" Wha-"

*cough*

Voldemo and Sakumo snapped towards the source of the small sound, shoulders tensed and ready to lunge at the smallest of infractions.

Little hands slowly reached to pull himself up and Kakashi peeked over Sakumo's broad shoulders. Sakumo had all but forgotten he had the little monkey on his back and watched with trepidation as his son's eyes roved slowly up Tom's body until he reached his face.

"Father.."

Sakumo had a bad feeling about this.

" …Is this your mate?"

Sakumo felt like he had been doused in ice water and burned from inside at the same time.

He groaned, holding his head in his hands.

Kakashi took one last look at the seething brunette, before landing agilely on the floor and scoffed.

" ...you could do better." Kakashi threw over his shoulder helpfully and proceeded to toddle away.

The silver haired Jounin jerkily shook his head and forced himself to look at Voldemo again.

He exhaled noisily. This was going nowhere. He might as well help the man.

"Voldemo, perhaps you would like a shower? "

Tom nodded with his lips pursed, looking quite done with the proceedings and Sakumo directed him around his lodgings as if on autopilot.

Pointing the man towards the bath was easy enough, and after a short explanation on the plumbing he slowly went to settle down on an armchair in a room with a bed, in an attempt to get his thoughts back in order. He could not get Kaka-chan's words out of his head. Was he truly that infatuated by the foreigner that even his tiny son noticed? But of course, it could be borne from his jealousy. All Kakashi wanted was some attention from his father and he would be loathe to share even a smidgeon of it.

Sakumo was torn out of his musings violently when the door opened to admit one Tom Riddle shirtless.

He felt his mouth go dry.

Quick shower indeed, he thought, as Tom stood there glaring at him with his hands folded across his still glistening chest. The chest of a sculpted God. His hips were wrapped in a thin towel and Sakumo gulped audibly.

"What are you still doing here?" Voldemo asked seating himself on the edge of the bed across him.

" That. What. " His brain was an incoherent mess.

Tom looked livid. He gestured wildly.

"You think I want this?" His arousal stood, leaving little to imagination.

" I thought the cold shower would help he get rid of it!"

Sakumo tried. He really did. But staring at the man's bulging member did little for his sanity.

"Did you not.. try taking care of it?" Sakumo asked haltingly.

Voldemo's eyes flashed red as delicious killing intent permeated through the room but then the man's expresseion stuttered and to Sakumo's utter astonishment, the young dark lord looked away and blushed.

"No" He said averting his eyes.

"Why ever not?" Sakumo said aghast.

There was a moment of silence.

"Oh" Sakumo said with sudden understanding. He does not want to do it alone?

" I can ask for someone to help-"

"No." Tom said with an odd sort of finality. "It won't work"

Sakumo looked at him quizzically now and waited for him to speak, now extremely confused.

After many moments, even with his hearing, Sakumo strained to hear Tom whisper.

" I do not know how.."

" What do you mean you do not you know?" Sakumo asked incredulously. He felt strangely jubilant that this man was not perfect at everything.

" …"

Sakumos eyes widened. He blushed majestically. Have you really never jerked off before?!

" ...Tom?"

No. Thought Sakumo. He would never ask.

So Sakumo said the only possible thing.

"Do you want me to.. tell you how to... uh.." He blustered, jerking his hands twice in a fist.

How lewd.

Tom frowned, his mouth twisted into a grimace and his eyes narrowed into slits. It seemed as though he was contemplating slitting Sakumo's tongue out.

But Tom jerked his head. Once.

He had nodded.

Sakumo looked wide-eyed at the man. His eyes roved over his handsome face, his taut mouth. Pecs, with his nipples standing in arousal. A drop of water made its way around his areola and slowly proceeded down the valley of his abs, disappearing in the line of coarse hair going towards his..

Sakumo could not help it, he felt himself grow hard, looking at the tent created in front of him.

He cleared his throat.

"Alright" He said softly. "Alright.. hold yourself."

Tom looked at him with an expression of disgust and raised an eyebrow. After a moment of hesitation he followed his …instructions?! A hand tentatively but decisively wrapped around his shaft over the towel and Tom let out an audible gasp.

Sakumo smirked.

"Run your hands over yourself. Your stomach.. your chest and then back down."

Tom was.. for lack of better words.. sin. For someone who had had no sexual experience before.. he sure was quite sensual. The way he ran his hands over his exquisite chest. Sakumo watched on dazed.

"Pinch your nipples.." He muttered without really thinking about it and watched Voldemo do so and buck in reflex, his eyes closed and mouth open in a silent moan.

Then it hit him, his scent. Sakumo almost whimpered. Dark chocolate, venom, and smoke. It was taking all of Sakumo's will power to not march right over and take him right there, the smell of Tom's arousal made his own painful from lack of attention it was getting.

The tent has a wet spot on it now. " Remove the towel." He commanded hoarsely.

Voldemo was obviously a little discomfited, judging by the pink on his cheeks but refused to be cowed. A look of determination came over his face. "I need to do this, to get rid of it.. for the greater good" He heard him mutter.

Tom looked down at his slightly curved cock in a clean bush of brown hair.

A thin layer of pre-cum coated the head and all Sakumo wanted to do was lick it.

"Rub the liquid all over your length" He commanded, watching his charge follow his orders.. his eyes shuttering close.

" Yes, that's right.. close your hand into a fist.. like so. Now tug at yourself.. yess Tom.. that's how you do it.. harder... take your other hand, and cup your balls. Look. at. me. "

Tom snapped his eyes open to look at him, his hand pumping his cock in a steady rhythm. His eyes flashed red suddenly, and in a flash of inspiration Tom swept some of the precum onto his finger to lick it with his tongue. Sakumo's jaw dropped.

"I was curious" He shrugged, releasing his finger with a pop. THIS MAN. This man had no prior experience?!

Sakumo's brain short circuited. He had to stop himself from striding up to Tom in two steps, to kneel and take one languid lick from the base to tip. He had to physically shake himself from his musings.

Hours of honed training got him to achieve a clinical detachment as the man pumped himself to completion.

Sakumo wanted to run away. Sakumo wanted to stay.

The grip on his cock loosened and the silver haired man looked up to see Tom passed out cold. His dick flaccid.

He chuckled as he roused to carry him to the bed. The boy was cute. A novice. A novice who just happened to ooze raw sexual energy. How was life fair? He gently tucked Tom in, all the while wondering if he would even remember this encounter.. It was so wildly out of character.. Sakumo sighed.

It was time to see himself out.. his dick was weeping cum and it was hardly going to take care of itself.

Minato stood seemingly relaxed in the crowd but his chakra was roiling in angst and without his permission, a gurgle of laughter erupted from his mouth when he thought back to the man's predicament.

What people did not seem to understand was that Voldemo-san's power up was nothing compared to his sheer skill in his Kekke Genkai. Frankly, the boost in speed was miniscule, it only gave him an edge over the Uchiha and the Uchiha was a mere genin.

Well.. He thought with a smirk. Time to go find my favourite red head

Thank you all for your follows, favourites and reviews. Please let me know what you'd like to read more! This was a little difficult to write, what with Tom's disgust of his lack of self control. But trust me, he hated and loved every minute of it.

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