Orochimaru was bored.
And when Orochimaru was bored, bad things started happening.
He had tried playing darts on the ceiling with the scalpels he found in the room; he had tried carving doodles into the walls; he had even tried experimenting with different inks in the multiple empty bottles in the room, but none of them held potency for what he was trying to do: give himself (another) tattoo. One of the nurses had walked in on him and sighed, shaking her head and insinuating that instead of heroically dying in battle, Orochimaru would die in a hospital fighting about leaving because he was bored. Or he would kill himself trying to give himself tattoos, the woman said, and glanced at the bottles. But, she mentioned she was impressed that he had even found ink without leaving the room. Orochimaru gave her a smirk and asked, How did she know he didn't leave? The girl only smiled in return and said that the various ANBU positioned around the doorway, window, and even a few throughout the lair, watching in case Orochimaru dropped a genjutsu or something, had said that they had seen nothing. At which point Orochimaru had sworn harshly and flipped her the bird, and sat down on the floor, glaring and muttering something about Kabuto's drug.
A scalpel fell dangerously close to the girl in the room.
Sighing again, she glanced up at the "dart board" and stared at Orochimaru. "You got bored."
"No!" Orochimaru gasped, standing up and wrenching several of the knives out of the ceiling. "I never would have noticed!"
The girl gently, but firmly opened his hand and pulled the scalpels out. "Are these Kabuto-sensei's?"
Orochimaru snorted. "Maybe," he muttered, yanking anther knife out of the plaster. "They were in here, so I used the ink to draw a dart board and started playing."
The girl sighed again and studied the knives for a moment. "They are Kabuto's," she said ruefully, "And he won't be happy-"
"Kabuto won't be happy with what?"
The silver-haired ninja had come in just at that moment, and he glanced up as Orochimaru wrenched the last scalpel out of the ceiling. "He got bored?"
The girl nodded. "Big time. He was experimenting with ink potency-to give himself a tattoo!"
Kabuto shrugged. "Well, there are needles and there is ink of a kind-and Orochimaru-sama does have a tendency to give himself tattoos for some reason…take a look at his arms."
The girl nodded. "How many of those are summonings?"
"About half."
Orochimaru glared. "Do the math and tell me that again. Six over here…three over here…and I had you do one on my back…and then the one on my hip-"
"You did another one?! It's like when you pierced your navel-you didn't tell me for six months! When were you going to tell me about this?!"
Orochimaru shrugged. "I did it two weeks ago, so…"
Kabuto groaned. "What did you do it with?"
"The needles that were in the wrappers that said 'sterilized' and the ink I found in your room that had something like 'safe for tattooing purposes. But don't touch it Orochimaru-sama-!' Ow!!"
Kabuto had pulled him down so he fell on the bed and yanked his pants down far enough for him to see the tattoo on Orochimaru's hip. It was a small, curving snake on the front of the sannin's pelvis, sitting directly on top of the bone. Kabuto sighed and stepped back a bit.
"It's not infected, thank God, but Orochimaru-sama-!"
Orochimaru waved him off and sat up. "I think our little friend here got a nice view, don't you think?" he hissed. "Scat!"
The girl fairly teleported out of the room.
Orochimaru sighed. "Kabuto, I seriously think you pulled my pants down to my-"
Kabuto silenced him with a soft kiss, shocking Orochimaru enough for him to speak.
"Orochimaru-sama, I thought I told you not to use that ink; only for summonings. I don't have much more of it, and we need to save it for when you need it."
Orochimaru waved him off. "Whatever. I haven't done one in a while...would you rather I get another piercing?"
Kabuto sighed. "Not the point, but actually, if wanted to, I suppose another stud might not hurt…"
Orochimaru smiled.
OOOOOOOOOO
Kabuto sighed as he held up the earring Orochimaru had chosen. It was a stud, alright, but it was a pearly opal, with a curving snake tracing down the middle. Kabuto sighed as he glanced at it, taking in the snake, and said, "You're hopeless."
Orochimaru smiled. "Whatever you say. As long as I get the stud, I couldn't care less."
Kabuto shook his head and unwrapped a needle, marking with a pen the spot on Orochimaru's ear he wanted to pierce. Orochimaru sat quietly, waiting for Kabuto to finish. Kabuto handed him an ice cube.
"Hold it there for a few minutes while I clean this," he said, holding up the earring. "And I'll see if that doesn't numb it. If I can find a lemon, that might be good…"
"A lemon?" Orochimaru repeated. Kabuto nodded.
"You hold it on the other side so when the needle goes through it goes into the lemon-"
"Oh…I get it."
"Yeah."
"Anyway, I don't think we have any around…"
Kabuto sighed. "Whatever. It would have been nice, but it's necessary. Numb yet?"
Orochimaru shrugged. "Maybe; maybe not. I've been holding this on for a few minutes now, so probably…"
Kabuto picked up a small needle and compared it to the size of the stud. "It's a little big, but that's actually perfect…okay, ready?"
Orochimaru pulled the ice away from his ear just as Kabuto drove the needle in. Orochimaru barely flinched as the needle was pulled back and the stud inserted. Kabuto sighed as Orochimaru ran his finger over the new piercing, searching for blood. Finding it, he slowly licked it off his fingers, swallowing the coppery essence of blood.
"Little masochist."
Orochimaru smiled. "Whatever you say. I have my stud, so I'm happy."
Kabuto shook his head and threw away the needle. "I want to run some tests on your chakra, and I still have a bit of the blood from your original hand. Pure and untainted, and I could probably use it to track the hand itself."
Orochimaru was only half-listening. At this rate, all he wanted was for the entire thing to be over.
"Are you listening to me?!"
The next thing Orochimaru knew, he was reeling from a firm smack across the face, and suddenly he was pressed to the wall, held in place by Kabuto's hips crushed onto his. Soft lips were firmly sealed over his, and Kabuto's hands held his captive and at his sides. Orochimaru fought against the hold initially; it was natural for him. Kabuto shoved his tongue into Orochimaru's mouth, further overpowering the sannin and Suddenly, Orochimaru wasn't fighting anymore. Kabuto's hands began to wander, and Orochimaru moaned and leaned into the touches. Kabuto connected their lips, and Orochimaru felt a spark go through each of them. Kabuto worked the long kimono Orochimaru was wearing out from between them, pulling it off and letting it fall to the ground. Next came the boxers, dropping next to the kimono. Orochimaru was doing the same; reaching up and sliding his hands under Kabuto's shirt. The two broke the kiss for a moment so Orochimaru could pull Kabuto's shirt off, and then Kabuto leaned down again and caught Orochimaru's tender lips in a passionate kiss, slipping his tongue past Orochimaru's lips and into his mouth. Orochimaru's hands traveled up to Kabuto's chest, running over pale skin and smooth muscle. He vaguely registered being pushed down on his bed, but neither broke the kiss to do so, lost in a daze.
Orochimaru lifted his head and kissed Kabuto harder, biting at his lover's lower lip and licking at the blood that flowed from the wound. Kabuto moaned; whether in pain or pleasure was another thing. Orochimaru wrapped his arms around Kabuto's neck and pulled him closer. Kabuto, in return, leaned down and began tracing down the middle of Orochimaru's stomach, over his hips and around to the insides of his legs. Orochimaru moaned in pleasure and bucked his hips, gasping through their kiss. Kabuto worked his mouth around Orochimaru's, fisting one hand in his hair to hold him down.
So far, Orochimaru wasn't panicking, disagreeing, or fighting, and to Kabuto, that was the best he could hope for. As Orochimaru's hand dipped down into his pants, Kabuto realized he wanted to top. Well, that would change…
"Orochimaru-sama?"
"Mm?"
"You're serious about topping me, aren't you?"
"Mm-hm."
Kabuto grinned. "Good. You'll fight."
Orochimaru smiled. "Of course I'll fight," he whispered, and pulled Kabuto back for another kiss. "You thought otherwise?"
"Mm…no."
"Good."
Kabuto gently sat up, smirking. "I did, however, think you would be willing, seeing as we haven't really had time for each other lately…"
"Wrong again."
Kabuto leaned down and attacked Orochimaru's pale chest again, biting at his collarbone and playing with his hard-ons. Orochimaru moaned in pleasure as Kabuto swirled his tongue around one before taking it into his mouth and biting down again. Orochimaru whined at the sting of blood rising to the surface and reached up to Kabuto, pulling the medic back to his mouth. The two shared another kiss as Kabuto reached down to spread Orochimaru's legs and settle between them.
"Wanna do it rough tonight?"
"Mm…not really…"
"Okay, then," Kabuto said, and thrust his fingers into Orochimaru's mouth. "Suck, and I'll amuse myself for a minute or two."
Orochimaru sighed, but took Kabuto's fingers into his mouth and began licking at them, coating the three of them with saliva. Kabuto grinned and used his other hand to stroke along Orochimaru's swiftly hardening member. Orochimaru moaned in pleasure, and Kabuto began moving his fingers in and out of Orochimaru's mouth, which whimpered with every thrust. Finally, Kabuto pulled his hand back and lowered it to Orochimaru's spread legs.
"Relax," he murmured, running his lips over Orochimaru's ear. "It'll hurt more if you don't."
Orochimaru gave no impression he cared; instead, he gave a small moan of pleasure and bucked his hips. Kabuto took that as permission and slid the first finger in. Orochimaru squirmed a bit, but otherwise didn't react. Kabuto pushed the second finger into Orochimaru's tight ring, and this time, the sannin gave a long, low moan of pleasure. Kabuto added the third finger, and Orochimaru gave a small cry of pain and pleasure. Kabuto smiled and continued stretching the sannin, trying to make passage easier for him later. Orochimaru moaned again and thrust down onto Kabuto's fingers, impatient. Kabuto grinned.
"So impatient?" he smirked. "Fine, then." He reached down to Orochimaru's shoulders and hips, expertly flipped Orochimaru over, and put his hands on the other's hips. He spread Orochimaru's ass and slammed into him-hard.
The first feeling that came to Orochimaru one of being torn in half. He screamed, and Kabuto drew back and immediately hit him again. With every thrust was a new wave of pain, but Orochimaru loved it. He finally felt complete…someone loved him enough to take him, to want him, and to genuinely love him. Orochimaru knew Kabuto would never betray him, and that was why he accepted him as a lover. His previous stands with Itachi, even when he was in Akatsuki, meant nothing compared to Kabuto's love for him. Itachi had just needed a piece of ass…
Kabuto finally came deep into Orochimaru, both of them crying out the other's name as they came at exactly the same time. Orochimaru vaguely felt Kabuto pull out of him and cover him with the sheets, and smiled. He crawled into Kabuto's lap and settled there, falling asleep rather quickly. Kabuto's lips curved upwards in a gentle smile as he stroked his lover to sleep, then lay him out across the bed next to him and settled down himself. He, too fell asleep after a few minutes, Orochimaru securely in the circle of his arms.
A/N: Sorry this is so late. My family and I went to the beach, and then I had some serious writer's block…and this is the second best story by way of reviews!! Here is the next chapter, and you deserve it!!