10. Sexing and Spooning
Sasori had hurried them along, repeating how much he hated keeping people waiting. Hidan would give an occasional complaint along the way, only to get a "Shut up." from Kakuzu. Deidara was busy thinking, following quietly. They arrived at base around noon. Sasori entered first, once more in his Hiruko. Zetsu greeted them… or… the nicer side at least. The other was preoccupied with his own thoughts.
"Hidan, come with me. Deidara, you too. Sasori, do as you please." Kakuzu instructed, heading for Pein's room.
"Where the hell're you taking me?" Hidan pouted, tired after their long, brisk walk to base.
"Hidan, watch your language, you're going to meet your new boss." Deidara messed with Hidan's neatly groomed hair, yet again receiving a slap from an agitated Hidan.
"Enter." Came the leader's reply once Kakuzu had knocked.
The three obliged, Deidara managed to shut Hidan up finally. Pein looked over the albino with a quizzical glance at the other two. Kakuzu showed the leader the envelope of money briefly before hiding it once more.
"So you were successful. Who is this?" He asked.
"Hidan, he's immortal and dangerous, or so I'm told." Kakuzu mumbled the last bit.
"A potential partner then?" Pein nodded approval. "Very well. Now then, Deidara, about that explosion…" the leader trailed, glaring at the artisan.
"Sir, I assure you that it wasn't my doing." Deidara explained, "It was Atari, sir, an old acquaintance, I assure you he won't be back."
"I'll believe that for now until there is another 'mishap'. You all may leave now. Konan will bring a new
cloak for your partner, Kakuzu." Pein dismissed them.
Kakuzu took Hidan by the arm and led him to their room. Deidara followed without explanation. Kakuzu allowed him in. Deidara sat on Kakuzu's bed as the old man gave his new cohort a quick rundown. Once he had finished and Hidan started the shower to wash off the blood from his earlier decapitation.
"Alright Deidara, explain your intrusion. Do you want relief or is there a special request?" Kakuzu sat besides the blonde, whom was watching his tongues "play". "That's kinda sick, Deidara…" he added.
"Hmm." He gave no reply as he pulled his hands apart to lift his shirt, his cloak had been abandoned awhile ago at the door.
"Relief then?" Kakuzu started to make a move until Deidara shook his head.
"I want you to seal my last resort. Hmm." he answered, fingering the lips on his torso.
"But- how will you replenish your chakra?" Kakuzu stuttered a bit.
"I'm tired of fearing that I will steal Sasori's love while making it… hmm. So long as this can open, that's always a risk. These," Deidara held up his hands, "however, would be able to do the same only with less effect and therefore less risk, hmm." He explained. Kakuzu nodded as though he understood then preceded to stitch the artisan's torso.
"I hope your partner lasts…" Kakuzu said as Deidara opened the door, his clothes on once more.
"I hope your new one lasts as well, Kakuzu…" Deidara left and Kakuzu realized he had not addressed him as "danna."
~Back with Sasori~
Sasori hurried to his room, pausing briefly at Itachi and Kisame's door, wanting to ask them a question about envy. They were busy though, from what he heard through the door and knew he would later hear it through his wall. He exhaled, opening the new door. He stopped cold; their beds were on separate sides of the room. He quickly abandoned his puppet and approached the clean bed that was near the bathroom. The room almost looked brand new, aside from the gunpowder smell and the pile of puppet parts by the other bed.
"Oh great." Sasori mumbled sarcastically. His bed was against the wall connecting their room to Kisame and Itachi's. He hoped they were in the other bed during their "nightly commotion" as Zetsu had put it.
He shed his cloak, resting it on his new workbench. He would rearrange the room in the morning. Now he needed to sleep. If only it were that easy, thoughts of Deidara and their shaky relationship swam through his head. First Deidara chooses Kakuzu over him, then he makes out with an old acquaintance, and now he comes home to find Deidara has separated their beds. He pulled the covers over his head, squeezing his eyes tight in hopes to find sleep.
Deidara entered quietly, moments later and Sasori decided to play possum. Deidara approached his lover after carefully closing the door. He heard moans from the other room and paused to hide a snicker. He let his hand hover over Sasori's closed eyes, then moved his head down, replacing the hand with lips. Sasori tensed and he noticed. With a sigh he went to the bathroom for a shower. Sasori heard the water start running and then sat up, rubbing his eyes, only to be slammed back down on the bed.
"I thought you-"
"were sleeping…" Deidara finished, as though he started the sentence, licking Sasori's cheek.
"-taking a shower." Sasori finished then he pushed the blonde away, sitting back up, "Get off. You still owe me a few explanations."
"I thought I only owed you one, danna. Hmm?" Sasori started at being called master.
"Why didn't you sleep with me before I left? I thought you didn't mind snuggling." Sasori recovered, placing a stern look on his face.
"I love being spooned, never been spooned before." Deidara grinned, realizing that Sasori didn't want to start with the critical question.
"Spooning? You know what, never mind, that's not an answer." Deidara laughed at Sasori's lack of vocabulary.
"I told you why, hmm. You were mad at me that night and the bed was too small…" Deidara trailed, knowing how Sasori liked to hog the bed. (the whole reason their beds were pushed together)
"I wasn't… regardless, if you feel that way, why did you separate our beds?" Sasori pouted.
"The blast blew them away and you had complained about the others finding out so…" he looked down and started to play with his hands.
"… I don't think I'd mind if it were true." Sasori sulked. Deidara froze.
"W-what do you mean…?" Deidara managed to choke.
"Well… I'm still a virgin." This worked, Deidara chuckled, but the chuckle was shaky.
"Let me just start by saying, nothing happened between Hidan and me… at least…" Deidara grinned mischievously, "not after joining the Akatsuki." Sasori rolled his eyes.
"So, you just mess around with everyone, including me, not giving them the satisfaction of your taste?"
"Satisfaction, hmm?" Deidara gave a cheeky grin, leaning closer, Sasori leaned back.
"Listen, brat," Sasori scowled, yet the other noticed the light blush when Sasori leaned in close, placing his hands on the brat's knees, "I…" he faltered a bit then continued, stronger, almost too strong, "I LOVE YOU!" Sasori's blush increased and he forced a passionate kiss.
Deidara had no verbal reply, he allowed the intrusion, wrapping his arms around Sasori's neck. Sasori's tongue explored around his partner's mouth, hoping to memorize every millimeter. Deidara smirked, attempting to overtake the kiss so he could do the same. Sasori groped for the hem of Deidara's shirt once he broke the kiss; before Deidara could win.
"W-wait, Sasori-danna." Deidara frowned, holding Sasori away at arms length.
"Sorry… um… I shouldn't have…" Sasori felt tears threatening to flow; regardless, it's impossible.
"Just wait a minute, I have to check something before we continue." Deidara grinned, seeing Sasori perk up at the knowledge he wanted to continue.
"I'm gonna take a quick shower, hmm~." Deidara kissed the puppet master before rushing to the shower… it was still running. There's sure to be hell to pay when Kakuzu gets the gas bill. Not that he pays the bills anyways… just have to change bases.
"Also, do me a favor, shove my bed over by yours. Hmm. I want to see if we make up to Itachi and Kisame for keeping us up at night on the rare nights they actually do anything. Hmm." with that Deidara entered the cold shower.
Sasori felt his expression return to normal as he stood to move the bed. Once he had moved the bed into place, he suddenly understood what Deidara meant and turned beet-red. Deidara quickly stepped out of the shower, shivering and reached under the sink, searching for the present Kakuzu gave him last Christmas. He found the bottle and grinned, remembering his life in the whore-house. He used the shower as an excuse, he was just gonna have to take another one after.
He drapes a towel over his shoulders, not seeing any point of covering his lower region, he didn't want Sasori to see the stitches until during. Being questioned while finally getting sex with your true love might not be all that enjoyable. He opened the door and peeked out to see Sasori loosening his pants. Deidara admired his back, apprehending that Sasori stopped wearing a shirt after the fifteenth compliment, courtesy Deidara. He sneaks up on him then plops on Sasori's bed. Sasori turned, his blush under control.
"Lookie what I found, Danna. Hmm." Deidara held up the bottle of lube. Sasori smiled softly, hovering over Deidara, placing the lube on a bedside table for later.
"Where'd you get that?" Sasori asked, not really caring as he brushed his lips under the blonde's chin earning a gasp. Deidara was already hard, Sasori's lips trailed down Deidara's abdomen, skipping his still covered torso, down to his waist. Deidara was used to being the uke, so he let him take control, relaxing, concentrating on the trailing lips. They moved back up before passing the waist, Deidara was enjoying the tease. Sasori then straddled his hips, moaning when their erections brushed. Deidara leaned up, propping himself up on his elbows, pulled into another passionate kiss.
"Something tells me you have no idea of what to do? Hmm." Deidara's words vibrated against the other's.
"Not really…" Sasori blushed.
"Start by taking off your clothes. Hmm." Deidara grinned. Sasori obliged, dismounting to pull off the remainder of his clothing. Deidara stood as well, motioning for Sasori to sit. Sasori spread his legs and Deidara knelt, looking up at him. "A demonstration, hmm." He took Sasori's member, licking the head.
Sasori jumped at the wet feeling. Deidara made sure Sasori was watching him before sucking the rest of his length into his mouth. Sasori gasped, placing his hand on Deidara's head, entangling his fingers in the shiny hair. Deidara kept at it, bobbing up and down, absorbed. Sasori's grip tightens as he feels his climax approaching, he throws his head back, teeth ground together. Deidara, encouraged by the reaction, uses a hand to caress his scrotum. Sasori begins to pant and moan, no longer able to hold back. Deidara gives a final, slow suck, letting his teeth graze the shaft. Sasori can't take any more and lets loose. Deidara smiles, swallows, then pulls away licking his lips.
"H-how can you swallow it?" Sasori flushed, recalling a time when Sasori kissed Deidara after a blow job.
"Years of practice, Sasori my man." Deidara stood again, straddling him. "Now you, being the seme, get a turn."
Sasori pulled Deidara back to his former position and, shyly, licked Deidara's tip. Deidara cocked his head when Sasori didn't continue. Sasori was blushing. Upon noticing Deidara was waiting, he continued hungrily, repeating what Deidara had done for him. The reason for his pause? He liked the taste of his companion's pre-come, and it surprised him. Maybe it was because it was Deidara? He shrugged to himself, concentrating and earning pleasurable moans from his blonde. Deidara was used to this, so he began playing with Sasori's hair, gasping a little anytime Sasori did something interesting. Sasori frowned at Deidara's lack of interest and stopped, glaring.
"Sorry, Sasori-danna, but I'm sure you'll get better in time. Hmm." Deidara giggled, pecking him on the lips, he still held the towel over his stitched mouth.
"Tch… you, being a whore, probably don't feel very much pleasure anymore." Sasori grumbled.
"Not true, I would tell you what turns me on, but I'd prefer you find out yourself, hmm~." Deidara giggled again, nuzzling his face into the crook of his neck.
"I give up, tell me." Sasori growled, not bothering to think about it.
"The thought of you, losing your virginity for one." Deidara cooed, licking Sasori's ear. "I'd also be happy with simple stroking. But more importantly," Deidara whispered, "penetration is a personal favorite. Hmm." The vibration of his voice so close to ear made Sasori shiver with pleasure and anticipation.
"You're quite… vindictive." Sasori panted.
"How so, hmm?" Deidara pursed his lips, nibbling on Sasori's earlobe.
"This teasing is torture." Sasori explained, gasping at the nibble.
"Give me your fingers." Deidara pulled back, a cheeky smile on his face again.
Sasori obliged and watched Deidara suck in three fingers, caressing them with his tongue. Once the fingers were coated he instructed for Sasori to slowly and gently try to shove them in, one at a time. Sasori nodded, wrapping his other arm around Deidara, pulling him into a kiss and then he let his first finger tease Deidara's entrance before he let it slide in. Deidara moaned into the kiss, whispering something incoherent in Sasori's ear. Soon he slid his second finger in, moving in and out, looking for the "sweet spot" as Deidara had whispered. Deidara held his new seme tighter, waiting for the pleasure to start and the slight pain to ease.
"Oh~ right there! Hmm-Mmm." Deidara panted when his prostate was brushed with the three digits. Liking the reaction, Sasori continued for a few minutes, then pulled the fingers out, instinct taking over as he flipped Deidara, pulling him up by his hips. Deidara was proud at him for catching on, then remembered, "Sasori-danna, please don't be too rough, I may be a whore, hmm, but that makes me even more against rough sex, it gets exhausting. Hmm."
Sasori nodded then took his member, placing it at Deidara's wet entrance. He shyly asked if his companion was ready. After hearing the moaned "yes", he began to enter him carefully. Deidara gasped, causing the redhead to pause, now buried to the hilt. Deidara panted for a few minutes, trembling with the pleasure. The lube had been completely ignored, he realized. He noticed Sasori hadn't done anything and laughed a little, causing the other to blush.
"Go ahead and move, Danna." he cooed, bracing himself for a second, causing the redhead to moan, and then relaxing.
"H-hai…"
Sasori slowly pulled out, testing the waters, parse. Deidara's blissful smile encouraged him and in no time he had developed a gentle, yet effective rhythm. Every occasional thrust would cause his blonde to moan out, Sasori felt his orgasm looming cum(1)Deidara's. They heard nothing more from their neighbors' room as Deidara cried out his lover's name, come(1) splattering onto the bed sheets.
"Ah! D-Deidara!" Sasori choked out, shuddering as he emptied himself inside the one he once considered a brat; now he was officially his brat.
Sasori pulled out, helping to support his partner as he did so he would not collapse in his own mess. Deidara was so out of it, wrapped in his sexual high, he didn't notice the towel slip from his shoulders as he was pulled into a loving embrace. Once he and his true danna had recovered he sat up, much to his master's displeasure and confusion, and smiled down at him.
"We hafta take a shower now, hm, clean up." He explained.
"Why are Kakuzu's stitches lacing your torso?" Sasori scowled, noticing the sealed mouth; Deidara flinched.
"A precaution…" he mumbled looking at Sasori with a serious, loving (passionate) expression before kissing the puppet.
"… I can see you aren't wanting to talk about it." Sasori smiled in spite of it and stood, heading for the bathroom.
"Ah, wait for me, Sasori-danna." he scrambled out of the bed and sidled up to Sasori just as they closed the bathroom door shut behind them.
"After this, we'll spoon til noon, hmm~" Deidara purred in his seme's ear.
"Remind me to ask Kakuzu about some things…" was the redhead's only reply as he turned on the shower, pulling his uke along.
(1) this spelling actually means 'together with'- come is the slang term for the semen ;3 I just gave you a vocab lesson via Word dictionary
Part One ~ End
Part Two focus is Kakuzu x Hidan and their relationship!
SasoDei part in this story isn't over; they'll make a come-back in a flashback at some point...