[A/N]
I'm back, with the longest chapter I've written so far. Don't get used to it, but I love you guys. Fair warning, there is citrus inside. Don't like, don't read.
I'm not sure how well I wrote it.
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Society and Its Discontents — Chapter 3
"Once upon a time, I looked for a Freud quote about fucking. I couldn't find a suitable one." —reid-my-lips
The rest of the date was less eventful, with Sasori ignoring what had happened and Deidara continuing to eat everything in sight. The chocolate volcano cake was delightful.
"Are you ready for the check?" asked the waitress, appearing right before he finished his cake. She smiled, and he looked from her, to his cake, and back.
"Yes, I suppose I am." he said, and she walked purposefully off to another table. When Sasori looked back down, his cake was gone.
"What in the—"
"You're right, Danna. This cake really is delicious, hm."
"Brat, you ate it!"
"Mhm."
The red-haired man glared angrily at the teenager until the check came, at which point he paid, tipped, and signed, all without actually looking down at the bill. Deidara would pay for this, somehow.
Once everything was taken care of, they walked back to the car, Deidara patting his stomach contentedly.
"That sure was good," he said, his eyes closed and a smile on his face. "Way better than a burger and fries."
Sasori sighed, opening the car door.
"I told you. Now get in."
Deidara did so, and Sasori followed suit, getting in and buckling his seatbelt. As he put his keys in the ignition, the blonde reclined in his seat, looking at the doctor.
"So, what now, Danna?" he asked, smiling. Sasori raised an eyebrow.
"I'm taking you home." he said plainly, feeling the answer obvious. The teen frowned and made a face of disgust.
"Ugh, already? Can't we do something else?"
"Like what?"
"I dunno, can't we watch a movie at your place or something? I don't want to go home yet, hn..." In his head, the blonde could imagine the barrage of questions that Tobi would probably ask him.
"I don't know..." Sasori said, leaning against the steering wheel. He looked up the nighttime sky, which the city lights had washed clean of stars. It was just a movie, though; it couldn't hurt.
"I guess that's alright," he said at last, and they drove back to his house.
When they arrived at Sasori's house, they quickly discovered that Sasori didn't own any movies.
"How do you not have a single goddamn movie." Deidara stated, his voice sounding a bit incredulous at the situation. Everyone had movies. Who didn't have movies?
On further inspection, he discovered that Sasori also lacked any way to play movies. He didn't even have a VCR.
"You know, you could've mentioned this when I asked if we could watch a movie." he pointed out. The doctor merely shrugged.
"I didn't think about it."
"How didn't you think about it, that's literally the entire point—"
Deidara was cut off by the redhead pushing their lips together, grabbing the back of his head with his hand. Unlike the last time, the teen didn't fight back. He let his danna kiss him, and he kissed him back. He liked it, he wanted it. Without thinking, he pulled the man closer, gripped the cloth of his clothing in his fingers. Sasori tilted his head to the side, wrapping his other arm around the teen. Following his instincts, Deidara slid his tongue into the older man's mouth, deepening the kiss.
And Sasori didn't know what to do.
It felt good.
And he liked it.
But should he?
Is he supposed to like this?
Is it appropriate to do this yet?
His body was reacting on its own.
Was he ready for this?
Was Deidara?
A warmth was pooling in his groin, leaving him with a feeling like he had when he had woke from his dream about the boy. It got warmer and warmer, and Deidara's hands slid under his shirt, feeling his skin.
And he liked it.
Sasori broke away from the blonde, breathing deeply and moving to sit on the couch. The teen followed him, swinging his leg over him and straddling his lap. A hardness pressed against him, making his own grow stiffer. Lips rejoined his own, and fair-skinned hands slid his sweater over his head. While he was finding words, they loosened his tie, ultimately pulling it off and throwing it to the side. They busied themselves with unbuttoning his shirt.
"Deidara.." he murmured, forcing himself to object. It was too soon for this. It wasn't right, he had to stop, stop while he still could. "Stop it..."
"Aw, why?" the blonde teased. "I thought you liked it."
He ground his hips against the bulge in the doctor's pants.
Sasori winced and looked to the side. Deidara had noticed.
"We're moving too fast..." he mumbled, trying to ignore the sensation. Deidara made a 'pff' noise, continuing to unbutton Sasori's shirt
"Nonsense, Danna."
"We've only had one date."
"We've known each other for years."
"Not like this."
"All the more reason to start now."
The younger man slid the dress shirt off the elder's shoulders, smiling warmly. He began on his pants.
"I don't have any protection. We can't have sex."
"I don't care if you wear a rubber when you fuck me."
"We should be safe—"
"I do not care."
The belt, buttons, and zipper were undone, allowing Deidara to lift up the doctor's lithe frame and slide off the man's pants. The redhead shivered.
"You're my patient..." he muttered, mostly to himself. "You should not be here...we should not be doing this...what would Freud say.."
Deidara gave a frustrated groan.
"Ugh. Freud, Freud, Freud. Y'know, Danna, you'd get farther moaning my name."
Sasori frowned at him, and he tugged off the man's boxers, revealing the desire that the man was trying to suppress. He stroked it gingerly and elicited a choked groan before sitting on the coffee table and unbuttoning his own shirt. The doctor turned his head to look at him, and sat up.
"I think that's my job, brat."
"Really?" Deidara asked with a chuckle. "I thought you said we weren't doing this."
"We aren't, but I'm not going to be the only one naked here."
"Oh, and then what? We play chess in our birthday suits?"
"Don't try me, brat."
"Or what?"
"Wouldn't you like to know."
He grinned, looking into the teen's blue eyes. His pupils were dilated, and a light flush dusted the cheeks beneath them. For a few minutes, he just stood there, frozen.
"You really want this?" he asked after awhile. The blonde nodded.
"I already know you as a person," he murmured, looking shyly to the side. "I want to know you as a lover, Danna."
Sasori pressed their lips together, unsure of what to do. Unlike Deidara, he had no instinct for how to advance. He had never felt these things before, never wanted to do—
His body jolted as another surge of pleasure went through him. Looking down, he found that the teen had touched him again.
"More..." he murmured. Deidara's eyes widened and his mouth pulled into a grin
"You like it, Danna?"
Another surge. It was as if something inside of him was awakening, growing. He just didn't know what to do with it.
Another.
And another.
The feeling inside of him overtook the red-haired man, and he grabbed the teen's shoulders, pulling their chests together. Heartbeats. His hands knotted themselves in long blond hair, pulling their lips closer, gasping. Kisses.
He loved kisses.
Sasori shoved the blonde back onto the couch, pulling off the young man's underwear. He leaned over him, supporting himself with one arm while the other explored the body beneath him. He found the teen's cock with his hand, stroking it in the way Deidara had stroked his. Small pants escaped his lips.
"Is that good, Dei?" he murmured, dipping his head down for another kiss. He brought his arm back up to hold himself up, and began to trail kisses down his body. He kissed his neck, nibbled, bit. From his neck to his ear to his neck again. To his collarbone. Down his chest. Further to his stomach. He didn't stop until he reached his erection. Deidara whimpered in want.
"Should I kiss here too, Dei?"
The redhead didn't wait for an answer, instead licking slowly up the shaft. Deidara's body shuddered and he gave a low whine, egging the doctor on.
"Dannnna..." he whined, bucking his hips forward. Sasori took the length in his mouth, and the teen moaned, encouraging him further. He began to bob his head, swirling his tongue around the tip. Every movement he made had purpose, and it showed in the way that the other male was biting his lower lip. He started to go faster, but he found that hands held him back.
"Stop..." Deidara whimpered, his body shaking. "I want to come when you fuck me...please...un.."
Sasori looked at him, smiling. He kissed his lips again.
"What do you want me to do, then?" he asked, brushing the blonde's cheek with his fingers. Instead of answering, the teen shoved his fingers in his mouth, sucking on them. For some reason, he understood why.
"Come on," he said, standing up. "Let's go back to my room."
Deidara nodded, and they went back to Sasori's room. Unlike the rest of the house, this room was nearly immaculate, only stained by the unmade bed. Eager, Deidara jumped onto it, rolling in the burgundy sheets. Sasori disappeared for a minute, returning with a tube of petroleum jelly.
"I have this for chafing and stuff," he explained, squeezing some on his fingers. "But it should work for what we need." He slid into the bed, pulling the sheets over himself and Deidara. The palm of his hand caressed the blonde's ass.
"Are you ready?" he whispered, placing a finger on the teen's entrance. A frantic nod was given, and he pressed his finger into him.
"Ah!" Deidara gasped, wincing in pain. He wiggled a little, getting used to the feeling of something inside of him. Sasori looked at him, silently asking permission to continue.
He got it.
From there, he began to slide it in and out, curl and uncurl it inside of him, feeling the inside of his lover. After a little bit, he added another finger, scissoring them inside of him to stretch him further. When he added a third, Deidara looked at him desperately.
"Please fuck me already, Danna... I can't wait much longer, hn!"
"Hmph. Someone's impatient."
"You're damn right, I am."
Sasori chuckled to himself, squeezing more jelly onto his hand. He spread it over his cock and positioned it, ready to thrust in. With a nod of approval, he did so.
He'd never forget it.
It was so warm, so tight. It squeezed him in all sorts of good ways. He began to pump himself in and out, and Deidara cried out beneath him.
"Are you alright?" he asked. The blonde just nodded frantically, urging him to continue.
And he did, thrusting into the blonde in a way he didn't know he could. He thrust deeper, harder. Everything was on autopilot. His world was between himself and Deidara.
On one thrust, Deidara's eyes clenched shut and his fingers gripped the sheets, a wanton moan rolling from his lips. Sasori leaned closer to kiss him, trying to get that reaction again, trying to replay that moan. A minute or so later, his thrusting triggered a wild grab for his hair, the teen's fingers grabbing fistfuls of his scarlet hair. He thrust harder at that angle, sending the blonde into a spasm.
"Danna!" he cried, bucking up into the doctor's body. He said something else, but his words were incoherent.
"I love you, Deidara."
His words were halting and broken as he continued to make love to his partner, relishing in the pleasure it gave him. As he went faster, harder, as Deidara squeezed him tighter, he felt something fill him inside, a growing, expanding feeling. As if he was going to burst.
And then, before he knew what was happening, he did.
"Dei!" he shouted, thrusting deep inside him as he came. He rode out small shock waves of pleasure, each one spilling himself inside the body of his love.
He looked down, his brown eyes meeting blue ones. The teen smiled, and Sasori realized that he hadn't come yet.
"I'm sorry—" he started. He reached for the blonde's member, but Deidara stopped him.
"This was your first time, wasn't it?" he asked. Sasori nodded slowly in response, somewhat embarrassed.
"I...never really...I thought I was asexual before—"
"It's alright. Everyone's first time is weird. You're just fine."
"But you didn't—"
"You owe me next time."
Deidara silenced the man with another kiss, wrapping his arms around him. He pulled the sheets over them, holding the doctor close.
"I love you, Danna." he whispered.
A whisper in return:
"I love you, Deidara."
[A/N]
There. You got your citrus. I'm tired of writing now, so... Just be dears and review please? I'm not sure how well I did :/
Notable Songs:
[Over and Over — Three Days Grace]
[Die Another Day — Madonna]
[Video Phone — Beyoncé ft. Lady Gaga]
