Folded Hands, Chapter Fifteen
Pairings: Zabuza/Haku, possibly others later
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Notes:
…I just got a creepy call from a kid at a hotel. The kid said, "Hello, I just wanted to say thank you," then hung up.
Oh, and it's like four in the morning.
Did my number get mixed up with the hotline to hell?
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Zabuza bathed as soon as he got home. Afterwards, he dressed and started to look around his house for things to do.
There wasn't anything out of place there, though; since he had bought Haku, his house had been well taken care of.
He gave up trying to distract himself after a short while, and sat down on the couch that served as Haku's bed to wait for him to come home. Zabuza still did not know what he would tell the slave when he came back, but he was frustrated as all hell.
What was wrong with Haku anyway?
He'd kissed him, his Master, without provocation. And, to make things worse, he'd pulled away from him after last night. Before, they had been able to get along, but Haku was trying to keep some distance between them. He remembered the fear in Haku's eyes when he had seen him after the mission.
Well, I guess that I can be pretty intimidating, he thought, remembering the shock on Haku's face when he cornered him after the mission. Apart from the fear, Haku had almost looked…like he wanted that.
Zabuza shook his head, but he knew that that was a possibility. He was Haku's Master, and Haku might have wanted him to flex his muscles, and scare him, if only to show him how strong he was. Strong enough to discipline him, strong enough to protect him.
How fucked up.
He's been a slave all his life. He's used to serving his Master, and running behind him whenever there's a threat, I'll bet.
But that didn't explain why he'd kissed him. Zabuza couldn't just chalk that up to tiredness. There had been some sort of misunderstanding, and he wanted to make sure that Haku understood their relationship.
If he did want that kind of attention, he could have let me know a little differently. It's hard to deal with someone who's shy, polite, and obedient one minute, then trying to crawl into bed with you the next.
Had Haku really been looking for that? It WAS possible, Zabuza had to admit, but he didn't know why Haku would want to sleep with him. Did he have experience with that? Had one of his last Masters used him for sex? Did he like it, if they had? Did he miss it?
And, then again, there was the possibility that the slave had been after approval or that he had wanted something in exchange for sex. More freedom, maybe. Zabuza thought about that. Haku did seem smart enough to exploit certain…opportunities to get what he wanted. Zabuza was more of the straightforward type, and he didn't want Haku to play with him to get what he wanted.
He decided that, no matter Haku's reason for kissing him, that it was important to make sure that Haku's needs were met. He had to admit that this made him sound rather…kind…but it made sense that he would have to keep Haku in good condition if he planned on keeping him around as his apprentice OR his slave. If Haku's body was in bad condition, he'd take care of that. The same thing went for his slave's mind.
What could he have been after, though? All of his basic needs are met already. Maybe he just wanted affection, and he thought that I might be more affection if we had sex. Or maybe he's more innocent than that, and he just wanted to kiss me, and be close to me.
There's also the chance that he wanted sex, pure and simple. He's a teenager, so his hormones are already tugging him that way. Maybe he was curious, or maybe he was testing his limits. The boundaries of our relationship have been pretty ambiguous so far, so it would be healthy for him to push a little.
But sex? He wasn't sure if Haku understood it, even if he wanted it. He still didn't know much about the young man, much less if he was a virgin or if he was interested in men. Haku was certainly nice to look at; his face was attractive enough, and there was that long hair, but his body…
Zabuza shook his head as he sat alone in the living room. He hadn't seen Haku naked, but he knew that he was probably underdeveloped in certain ways that would have bothered Zabuza. He had no interest in having sex with a child. Granted, if Haku looked decent while he was naked, and if he did indeed think of sex as a reward then Zabuza was more than willing with reward him that way.
He found himself wondering what would have happened if he hadn't slapped Haku right away. Would he have kissed him again? Taken off his clothes? Joined him on the bed? It was somewhat nice to think about, but there was still the matter of Haku's body.
Just another thing to talk to him about when he gets home.
And there was that attitude too. He'd told Haku to submit to his will, but he didn't want him to feel the need to submit to anyone else's. As far as he was concerned, Haku needed only one Master and should be treated by most people as equals. But the young man was still so polite and shy. It was painful to watch, really, and Haku seemed to honestly believe that he was far below the foreign ninja kids. Zabuza knew that he was inferior in skill, but it seemed that Haku thought his inferiority went much deeper.
We may have to change something about that. I bought him and he's my slave, but I have to fix that attitude one way or another. He has to care about himself more.
He almost felt sick with himself because he liked to hear Haku call him 'Master' in his soft voice. He liked making Haku express more emotion than his usual soft smile, and he liked to disturb Haku's usual obedient way.
It was hard to reach Haku, and that was why he'd decided that it was time for a talk.
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Haku walked slowly back to the house. Not THEIR house, or THE house, he reminded himself; it was Zabuza's house, his Master's house, and his Master was probably waiting for him, ready to interrogate and punish him.
He wrapped his robe more tightly around his body as he shuddered. Sakura had given it back to him just before they parted, and, to his surprise, Naruto had hugged him after he put the robe on. That didn't quite sit well with him, in the way that Sasuke telling him that Naruto cared for him hadn't sat well with him, but he knew that Naruto saw him as a friend and that his own sick views on bodily contact were not shared with most people.
When the house came in sight, he stopped walking. What was waiting for him? Was he going to be beaten? He knew that his Master might have been watching him through one of the windows so he started to walk again.
The front door opened and he saw his Master then, confirming his suspicions that he had been watching for him. The man stood silently, waiting for Haku with his arms folded across his chest.
Haku soon reached the stairs leading up to the house, and he paused to bow to Zabuza. "Hello, Master," he said softly, keeping his eyes lowered even after he finished bowing.
Zabuza stared at him for a few minutes, not saying anything, and Haku eventually looked at his Master. He noticed the angry look on his face, and he looked away again, knowing that he was the cause of his Master's mood.
The front steps creaked as Zabuza walked toward his slave. Haku was careful not to flinch this time, and he stood perfectly still as Zabuza stopped at the bottom step of the stairs. He reached out a bandaged arm and touched the bottom of Haku's chin, making Haku snap his eyes towards his Master as he looked intently into his face.
"Haku," Zabuza finally said, breaking a small portion of the tension in the air. He could feel Haku's pulse, quick and erratic.
Stop being so fucking scared.
Zabuza continued. "I don't like the way that things are between us."
"I'm sorry, Master," Haku said softly as he continued to focus on his Master's face. He could feel tears gathering in his eyes, but he fought them back.
"It's not something you can apologize for," Zabuza said in a low voice. Haku nodded in response.
"I don't think that there's a clear understanding between us." His Master drew back his hand now, but Haku fought to keep his eyes on his Master's face. "What do you want, Haku?"
Haku stared at his Master, not even sure of how to interpret the question. Had his last Master asked him the question, the answer would have been obvious, or at least the 'correct' answer would have been obvious: for you to fuck me.
But this was his new Master. Zabuza. Haku wasn't sure of what the correct answer was, or even if there was a correct answer. This could have all been a test of his loyalty, and he didn't know up from down anymore when it came to Zabuza.
Go with the most honest answer, he thought.
"I want…to stay with you," he said finally. Knowing that that probably wasn't the kind of answer his Master was looking for, he elaborated. "I don't want to be pushed onto another Master. I want to stay with you, and please you. I don't want to disappoint you and I don't want you to go away."
He couldn't hold back the tears anymore, and his Master looked away from him to give him the chance to dry his face.
After this short moment, Zabuza turned back to Haku and asked, "Is that all?"
Haku nodded dumbly.
"Come in, then," his Master said, turning to enter the house. "And let me look at that wound on your side."
Haku's heart skipped a beat. His Master had noticed the wound! Well, there was no wound anymore, but his shirt was torn and his pants were covered in blood. He cursed inwardly and he followed his Master into the house.
Zabuza shut the door behind him, and locked it. He ordered Haku to sit on the couch as he walked towards him.
Haku waited for his Master's examination nervously. There wasn't much to see, so he hoped that this wouldn't take long. He also hoped that his Master wouldn't ask how his wound had healed so quickly. He didn't want to have to relay a story about Sakura saving his life and using up most of her chakra in the process.
"Take off your robe," his Master ordered. Haku obeyed quietly.
Zabuza knelt in front of him, studying the site of the wound. He used a kunai to cut the fishnet shirt Haku was wearing around the wound, and the roughness used in doing this brought Haku back to the state he'd been in when his Master had cornered him against a wall in Gatou's base earlier that day—aroused and ashamed.
He tried to take his mind off that while Zabuza examined his side. His Master noted silently that Haku's upper body was nicely developed, though not as much as a typical ninja's. He looked nice in just the fishnet shirt, and it provided evidence to the casual onlooker that he was, in fact, male.
He was surprised to see no blood around the wound…or rather, no wound. He stared at Haku's side for another minute, leaving Haku to deal with the consequences of his Master's proximity.
The nasty voice had come back into Haku's head. You want him to fuck you now? To spread your legs and fuck you right here on the couch?
Haku was ashamed to realize that those thoughts only aroused him more. He was afraid that the smell of arousal would soon reach his Master…would he be slapped again? Or would his Master just look at him, and that one look would tell him how much he disappointed the man?
You want him to touch you now. You're sick, getting hard when he's just being kind enough to look at a wound that you don't have anymore. Do you want him to feel around some more, Haku? Do you want him to tell you to take off all of your clothing?
His face burned and he fidgeted under his Master's hands. Zabuza looked at him then, concern showing in his hard black eyes.
"Did it hurt there? I don't see a wound, but there may be internal damage."
Haku was dazed. No, it didn't hurt. And as for internal damage, I think that that's all in my head because I want you to…
No, I don't want you to fuck me. I've had that enough and I know what it's like. I want you to touch me, and I don't want it to hurt, but I can't ask you for that. I'd agree with you for beating me if I did.
"Haku, did it hurt?" His Master was irritated now. "Answer me."
Haku shook his head quickly. "It didn't hurt. I don't think I really got cut there, anyway…the knife must have just missed me, Master," he said softly.
Zabuza frowned. "Not with all of this blood on your pants," he said, touching Haku's thigh gently to indicate what was obviously a large amount of the young man's blood.
Haku instinctively covered his lower body further with the robe, an act which Zabuza interpreted as an attempt to hide the evidence of his wound. "Let go of this," he growled at his slave, pulling the robe from his hands and throwing it to the floor.
The pants that Haku was wearing were loose around his legs, but fitted well enough around his waste. The result of this was that his erection was blatantly obvious without the protection of the robe in his lap, and Haku sat in front of his Master, stunned as he was rendered completely, and utterly, vulnerable.
He covered his face with his hands. He knew better than to hide his body from his Master; he had done that before when his last Master had come after him, and it only excited the man, infuriated him, or both. Either way, Haku knew that he couldn't dare cover himself with his hands now. His shame was out in the open.
Zabuza stared at his slave as he tried to hide his face. Haku sobbed quietly, and Zabuza looked his body over before asking, "You were hard?"
Haku nodded weakly.
He suddenly felt his Master's strong hands on his thighs, massaging the muscles in his legs. He thought that his heart was going to stop.
"Haku," Zabuza said after a few seconds of this. The slave was too afraid to uncover his face, so Zabuza pulled his arms away and said, "Look at me."
Haku's black eyes strayed to his Master, afraid to stay focused on one part of his body for too long. His gaze darted from his Master's hands around his wrists, to his face, to his chest, to his eyes, and he wasn't sure of what was wrong or what was right. He started to sob again, lowering his head.
Zabuza leaned forward and whispered into his ear, "I don't know what you're crying for, Haku. I'm not going to do anything to you that you don't want."
He had heard those words before. The same person who had said them had also taken it upon himself to tell Haku what he wanted, and Haku had not agreed with any of it then and he didn't know if he could trust his Master now as he used those same words.
Zabuza let his wrists go, and Haku wrapped them around the man's neck gently, sobbing against his neck. Zabuza took advantage of this and he slid his hands onto Haku's back, feeling the soft skin underneath the fishnet.
He leaned in closer to his slave and Haku thought he was going to die when his Master spoke again.
"I'll only ask you this once today. I might ask you again in the future, but only once for today.
Do you want me to fuck you, Haku?"
Haku's heart pounded in his chest as he listened to that question. His brain screamed, 'yes, yes!' and his body, which was more knowledgeable in this arena, said, 'no, no!' and he couldn't pick one. This decision could define their relationship for the rest of his life, if he was allowed to spend the rest of his life with this Master, and before he could think clearly, he answered, whispering back into Zabuza's ear.
"Yes, Master."
Zabuza slid his hands over Haku's shoulders and he pushed him against the couch while pulling away from him. "You understand what that means? You understand what I'm going to do to you if you say yes?" his Master asked him skeptically.
Haku nodded sadly. "Yes, Master." He brought his own hands to rest on his Master's wrists, and he rested his head against one of his Master's arms.
His Master watched him for a moment. How could he know? He's probably been fucked before then, by one of his older Masters…
"One more question, Haku," Zabuza said. Haku looked back at him and asked softly, "What?"
"Why do you want me to fuck you?"
Haku blushed. He liked to hear his Master put those two words together, but he was hesitant about answering the actual question. He settled for the truth, the abridged version.
"You're the most attractive Master I've even had," he admitted. "And, maybe if we have sex, you'll let me see your face again."
Zabuza stared at him for a moment like he was crazy. "That's what you want to get out of it?" he asked.
Haku's expression showed his confusion. "No, but I'd like it." He amended his words. "I'm sorry, Master, if you don't want to take off the bandages, it won't change my mind."
"Even then, that's not enough reason for you to want me to fuck you."
Haku's face turned a darker shade of pink. He could have sworn that his chest was burning pink by then. "None of my other Masters could ever…arouse me…but…"
He trailed off, not wanting to complain to his new Master about his old one. That would just turn Zabuza off, and Haku didn't want that.
Was he even turned on? Haku realized that he'd just assumed that the man was aroused, and he hadn't seen his erection yet or been told that Zabuza actually wanted him.
"So I arouse you?"
Haku nodded. This was a power game, after all. He could feel his erection wane a little as he gave up more of his pride to his Master. "You arouse me, and I want you to fuck me," he said, reciting lines so similar to the ones he'd told his former Master. "Please, Master…I need you to…"
Zabuza cut him off. "I wasn't asking about that. So it is actually me? You do want me, and not something else?"
Haku was confused, but he didn't want to be difficult, so he answered in a weak voice, "Yes, Master."
Not taking his eyes off his slave, Zabuza brought one hand to his thigh and then slid it over his groin. Haku's eyes widened as his Master grabbed him firmly through his black pants and held him like that.
Haku squirmed under his Master's hand. "Master…" he whispered, his need evident in his voice.
Zabuza smiled under his mask. "Is there anything you'd like to ask me, Haku?"
His brain was buzzing at the moment. Ask him? Ask him to be gentle? Ask him to not hurt him? Ask him if he wanted to fuck him?
Well, the last one was obvious. Haku couldn't string anything together, not one good, fully-formed thought, and he blurted out, "Please…b-be good to me, Master."
Zabuza nodded, removed his hand, and stepped away from his slave. Haku was confused, but he trusted his Master. He also knew that he may have said the wrong thing, but he tried to not worry about that.
"Bathe, quickly, and shave off all the hair on your body," he said firmly as he let his eyes wander over his slave's lust-stricken body. "Come into my room when you're done."
His Master left him like that, incredibly aroused. He shook as he walked towards the bathroom, wondering what would await him when he came to his Master.
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Haku was careful not to touch himself while he bathed. The site of an erect penis sprouting up from his groin was rather unfamiliar—it had been years since he had let himself become aroused. Zabuza was too much for him, though. He shivered as he washed his groin, knowing that this part of his body had to be clean.
Haku had to guess a little with the shaving. His Master had said to shave off all the hair on his body, and this was open to interpretation. His Master's lack of eyebrows was proof that. Haku, however, would NOT shave his eyebrows or his hair, so he settled for shaving everything below his neck.
When he finished, he dried off his body and walked to his Master's room wearing a towel.
He knocked on the door softly and Zabuza opened the door for him, looking over his slave's body. He pulled Haku into the room and shut the door out of habit. He also pulled the towel off of Haku's body, and Haku shivered a little and blushed.
Zabuza focused his eyes on Haku's face. "You shouldn't be embarrassed."
"I know, Master. I'm sorry."
Zabuza suddenly pushed him down onto the bed, and Haku's cock jerked. He liked the rough treatment, as long as it only went that far, though he couldn't admit that to his Master.
Zabuza knelt in front of him, his hands on Haku's thighs once again, and his eyes wandering where they would. "You'll get used to it, Haku," he said in a low voice. "If you're good, you'll spend a lot of time in my bed."
Haku was shaking badly now. Those words had a strong effect on him, and, when combined with his Master's daring touch, his Master had made him even more aroused than he had been before. His cock jerked again and precum started to leak out of the head, to Haku's horror.
His Master removed his hands and began to untie the bandages around his face. Haku looked away, knowing that he might have wanted privacy while he became more vulnerable to his slave. Soon, though, Zabuza set the bandages in a neat pile on the small table near his bed, and Haku looked back at his Master.
He had shaved recently, maybe early that morning, but the stubble was still there, and everything else…it was all as good as the first time he'd seen him. Zabuza wasted no time, and he rested one hand on Haku's thigh as he used the other to pull Haku down to kiss him.
Haku was in heaven. He was really, really afraid that he was going to come prematurely if everything kept going so well…his Master hadn't touched his cock again, not after that one time in the living room, and he already felt like he was close. He reasoned that it must have been because the experience was so sudden, but so desirable, that his mind was providing pleasure that his body hadn't experienced.
He suddenly felt his Master grab his cock again, very firmly this time, and he started to pump him. Haku spread his legs a little, embarrassed because he knew that his Master might want to take advantage of his eagerness. Zabuza broke the kiss and watched Haku as he leaned back, supporting himself on his arms as he fought to stay silent.
"Master…" he finally whispered as he came close to the end. He started to worry. Did his Master not know that he wasn't far off? Did he actually want Haku to come so quickly?
Shame and guilt aside, Haku started to thrust into his Master's hand, whimpering softly as Zabuza tightened his grip. His eyes strayed to his Master's face, and he saw that he was being watched. Every part of his body was vulnerable and on display, and his Master looked like he was enjoying the show immensely.
As he arms tired, Haku fell back against the bed. He was struggling to hold his hips down to the bed now, his hands fisted in the sheets.
And all from a hand job.
"Master…" he whispered again. "I'm going to…come…soon."
This only made Zabuza speed up. "Master!" Haku cried. It was becoming more difficult for him to control his body…
He closed his eyes as his orgasm overtook him, and he felt something wrap around his cock and he gasped for air, his heart pounding in his ears. When he opened his eyes, he saw that his Master had wrapped a small towel around his cock as soon as he had started to come, getting rid of his semen before it created a mess. Haku was embarrassed by this, but he told himself that his Master just didn't like bodily fluids.
Haku sat up now, looking at his Master curiously. He hadn't fully recovered from his orgasm, but still…
His Master was still clothed. Granted, he was just wearing pants, arm warmer, leg warmers, and a tank top, but he was still…clothed.
It dawned on Haku that maybe his Master didn't want to fuck him. Maybe he'd just wanted to reward Haku, and part of the reward was pretending that he actually found his slave to be desirable.
Zabuza threw the dirty towel into one of the corners of the room and turned back to Haku. "Do you still want me to screw you?" he asked, his face serious.
Haku blinked. "Of course," he said. Had his Master thought that that was going to change?
"Do you want me to turn over?" Haku offered.
Instead of answering, Zabuza pushed him down to the bed and Haku spread his legs quickly, letting his Master lie between them. Zabuza held himself over Haku using one arm, and with the other he touched Haku's face.
"I'm going to wait for you to get hard again," he said as he touched Haku's lower lip. His slave shuddered, realizing that Zabuza intended to give him another orgasm. He let Zabuza kiss him again, more forcefully this time, and he knew it wouldn't be long before he would be ready for what his Master had planned.
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Haku's robe still lay in the living room. When Zabuza had tossed it to the side, a small, folded note fell out of one of the pockets.
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Haku lie still as his Master made his initial thrust. He'd decided to have Haku turn over in the end, hoping that Haku would feel more comfortable if he wasn't being watched.
He had to admit, though, even if he couldn't see Haku's face, he could watch his reactions just by the tightening of his fists, and the arching of his back. He was stiff now, not moving a single muscle as Zabuza pushed into him.
His body gave way due to years of familiarity with this sort of thing, and Zabuza was soon seated inside of him. Haku's back relaxed a little, and he let his head drop down to the bed as he focused his attention on the feelings coursing through him.
Zabuza HAD wanted to fuck him, after all, and his Master's cock was larger than his older Master's. Granted, his old Master had been older, and certain things didn't get better with age.
He could feel his Master's hands, first on his back and then on his ass, exploring new territory as he waited for Haku to get comfortable. Haku groaned under the soft touch, and started to shiver again.
Zabuza lowered his body onto Haku's, and whispered into his ear, "Tell me when you're ready, Haku." He took advantage of their proximity to run his hands over Haku's chest, and he played with his nipplies before sliding his hands down Haku's flat stomach to grab his cock firmly.
Haku jerked, and he thrusted…backward, right onto his Master's cock. Zabuza groaned in his ear, and said, "You're ready, now, aren't you?" He thrusted sharply into Haku's ass, not going into him hard just yet.
Haku whimpered. "Fuck me…" His cock twitched as his tongue betrayed him.
Zabuza thrusted again, following a pattern of even strokes. Haku struggled beneath him, trying to re-angle his body. His Master, in turn, pulled away from him so that he was holding Haku's hips tightly and he watched his slave again.
Haku really was beautiful. Even if he was often mistaken for a girl, that wasn't the kind of beauty that it was. He looked indecent, and Zabuza knew that he would never doubt Haku as an object of sexual desire ever again.
Haku pressed his forehead into the bed as he tried to hold still for his Master. Why does it feel so good? I probably look like a cheap whore to him, whimpering and squirming. Oh, it never felt like this…maybe because I'm letting him see me aroused? And I'm letting him play with my cock now?
He gasped as his Master gave his cock another tug before lowering his hand to cup his balls gently.
"Master…" he whimpered. "Please…I need to come…"
Zabuza laughed, not sadistically, but in an amused way. "Don't worry, Haku. I'm going to make you come again." He whispered in his ear, "You were good today," before he pulled back and thrust much, much harder into Haku's ass as his slave lie still, stunned.
I was good…oh!
"Fuck!" Haku whispered. Zabuza liked that reaction, so he tested Haku again. He took a second hard thrust with another curse, and he looked over his shoulder at his Master.
"Please…keep doing that…I want to come from that…" he begged his Master.
Zabuza smiled back at him, grabbed his hips with both hands, and started to pound into him relentlessly.
Haku grabbed the sheets again, moaning loudly now, no longer coherent enough to curse, and he felt his erection rub against the sheets as his Master changed their position slightly.
His Master, in the meantime, tried to focus on Haku's reaction to judge what he would do next. Haku had given up all forms of communication other than moaning and sobbing, though, so Zabuza decided he was giving him what he'd wanted and he sped up his thrusts as he felt his own orgasm nearing.
Haku's second orgasm took him by surprise, and he screamed as he came onto the sheets, his body still moving, still at his Master's mercy. Zabuza came soon after, pulling out of Haku's ass before he came and turning around. In his euphoric state, Haku guessed that his Master was doing the same thing to himself as he had done to Haku, and surely enough, a small towel soon found its way to the corner of the room.
Zabuza pulled him off the bed by one arm and ripped the top sheet of the bed, throwing it where the towels were laying. He led Haku lie down again before turning off the light and joining him.
Haku instinctively wrapped his arms around Zabuza, who was lucky that the dark hid his smile so well.
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