His mind was dark and filled with heat; the air around him seemed non-existent as a body pressed firmly against his. Their mouths were connected. Sasori's hands roamed across Deidara's bare chest, teasing his skin and tweaking at his nipples. The blonde let out a soft moan, each little sensation that he felt was driving him up the edge. 'Whats wrong with me? Why am I... not resisting?' Sasori licked away some of the dried blood on the blonde's bottom lip before locking with him again. Their tongues intertwined sloppily, moving against each other before he went in deeper in his mouth, taking away the little breath he was already losing. Deidara's conscious mind was becoming overpowered with lust and it felt as if the whole room was on fire. Sasori pulled back from his mouth, and he harshly turned the blonde's head to the side and attacked the flesh of his neck. He pressed his tongue against the skin, leaving a warm, slick trail behind as he licked upwards towards his ear. He could feel the blonde's pulse racing against his lips and grinned.

"Has the medicine already got you this excited?" He asked, biting the lobe of his ear. "Or could it be, that you're just anxious to have me inside you?" His hand brushed across his already impending erection. Deidara's face turned red, but he didn't respond to the question. He wasn't even sure when Sasori had undressed him; everything before this was just a blur. He moaned when Sasori dragged himself down, the friction of his still-clothed body sending shivers though his spine. "I have to reclaim everywhere your body was touched." Deidara suddenly felt those familiar teeth biting hard across the surface of his skin, and his eyes shut close in reaction to the pain; his body was still sharp from the beating Gozu gave him. Sasori bit across each one of his bruises, even ones that had already begun to fade, and left behind faint teeth marks. He even managed to draw blood on some occasions. Deidara whined. It hurt but, it also felt kind of good. Sasori continued doing this until Deidara's bruises were completely overshadowed by his bite marks.

Each spot on his chest pulsated tenderly. He trembled when Sasori's mouth moved down lower to nip and bite at his inner thigh. He could feel his red hair brushing against his hardened member. He bit his lip, fighting the uncontrollable urge to close his legs and bring the man's mouth closer to where he wanted, needed him to be. Everywhere Sasori's mouth ventured, he would leave a mark, showing that this was his property. It was almost like a warped sense of obsession he had, and he did not tolerate when his things were tarnished without his authority. He clamped his teeth down on another sensitive area of Deidara's thigh, and the blonde let out a stifled moan, bringing tears of pleasure and affliction to his eyes.

Sasori then sat up, marveling at his work; marked with evidence of his ambiance and proof that he belonged to him, but it still wasn't enough. He needed his slave to know that he would be the only one allowed this privilege. He leaned against the wall of the bed, and placed both of his hands on Deidara's cheeks. He made a gesture for him to sit up before having him forced on his knees. The word he said next made Deidara's face brighten and his heart skip a beat. "Suck."

His eyes widened. 'Wh-what?!' Was Sasori serious? He didn't know how to react or respond. The red head smiled profusely.
"Whats wrong? Up until now you've been ever so compliant. This is your punishment, so accept it." He pushed Deidara's face further in between his legs. "Use your mouth and satisfy me." The look in his eyes dared Deidara to defile him, and the blonde could do nothing more than to obey his wish.
He clenched his teeth on the hem of the man's pants, which only proved to be a minor inconvenience as he pulled them down his waist. Each inch of skin that was bared in his face made him shiver either with fear or some sense of excitement. Once he was exposed, Deidara tentatively took him into his mouth. He closed his eyes and began to suck, keeping his tongue pressed against the underside. Saliva dripped down his chin; he couldn't believe he was actually doing this, sucking off another guy. And yet, that feeling of disgust he had before wasn't there. Why? Was it because of the drug? Sasori pressed his hand against his head harder.

"Go faster, brat." He frowned, shoving himself deeper into Deidara's mouth. Deidara groaned agitatedly, but complied with his command. He began to bob his head faster, taking him more fervently into his mouth. "Good." he purred as the blonde continued working his mouth over him. Deidara swiftly moved his tongue and Sasori quivered. The blonde repeated the action and soon he could hear warm breaths coming from the red head's mouth as he neared his limit. He gagged when without warning Sasori pushed his head down further on him, making the head strike the back of his throat; saliva and precum messily dripped down his jaw as he continued to pleasure the man. He could tell that Sasori was close, and he held him in place as came into his mouth. Deidara's eyes widened and he coughed, fighting to pull back, but Sasori quickly tipped his chin up and smirked. "Swallow it."

Deidara's half-lidded blue eyes suddenly seemed to hold remorse, but reluctantly he obeyed and swallowed. As the lump went down his throat, he felt sick and wanted to throw up, yet another feeling kept overriding his body; a feeling of lust and desire. It wasn't fair that no matter how he felt or what he wanted to do, he couldn't fight back. Suddenly he was pushed to the bed on his back as Sasori positioned over him, taking off his robe.

"Heh. Did getting me off turn you on?" he teased, poking at the tip of Deidara's erection as it leaked eagerly with precum. The blonde blushed attempting to bury his face into the soft sheets; his body was getting hotter and it all but craved to be pleased and ravished. Sasori sneered, unwrapping a roll of gauze. Once he got a reasonable amount of length from it, he used his teeth to rip the piece off and tossed the roll aside. Deidara watched him curiously, wondering what he was going to do. Then realization dawned on him when the man wrapped it around the base of his length and tied into a tight knot. Deidara winced as the man's fingers fidgeted around him. So this was his plan; to torment and badger with his body. Deidara almost felt defeated; there was nothing stopping Sasori from resisting and letting the man do whatever he wanted. Truly, this man was evil with all the worst intentions.

Now that he was done branding his slave, it was time for his next course of action: making him fully and completely his. He grabbed Deidara's hips and slowly slid into him; he tensed up at the intrusion, but Sasori continued to push through until he was at the hilt. And only for a few mere seconds did time seem to stop until he began thrusting into the lewd body with intense force. Deidara's mouth opened, sucking in a superfluous breath as his back arched off the bed. With each penetration, his body shuddered violently as the pleasure racked through him. His head tossed from side to side on the bed, as Sasori's thrusts pelted him harder and deeper into the mattress. "Hey now, let me hear your voice. Scream for me." The next thrust sent Deidara reeling. His eyes going wide when Sasori managed to hit something deep within him. Again he struck that nerve damaging spot, and his effort was rewarded with the sound of Deidara's gruff voice, moaning louder as he continued the assault on his body.

His hands struggled against the restraints on his wrists; his fingers curled inwardly digging into his own skin as the pleasure that rendered through his body intensified. He swore he could feel literally every vein, every nerve, every cell, invigorating with pure bliss and the musky scent of pheromones that dusked from their bodies. Sasori's grip on his waist tightened as he slammed into him harder. 'Fuck! I-I can't hold it anymore!' Deidara's mind went black, his body felt like it was going to erupt like a volcano. However, as he arched off the bed, his orgasm didn't follow suit. Unable to come due to the gauze tied around him, all he could do was scream and moan even more. His insides were going to burst. He felt like a geyser; building up all the steam and water but then not having a glorious release. It was like he was being pelted by the waves of an ocean over and over again. It was too much, and it was driving him crazy.

Sasori snickered. "Show me how badly you want to come. Beg me for it with your body." He paused his motions and wrapped his arms around Deidara's back, lifting him up into a new position to sit on his lap. He snaked his hand to the back of the blonde's head and captured his lips in a searing kiss before whispering into his ear, "Ride me."
If it were even possible, Deidara could feel his heart beat faster as he began rolling his hips roughly against Sasori's; both men were now moaning. He rested his forehead on the man's shoulder, and Sasori nuzzled into his neck kissing the smooth flesh between his lips. He placed his hands on Deidara's hips, and slammed him down as he met each of his thrusts. Deidara groaned and hissed through his teeth. He could feel his erection rubbing between their sweaty bodies, and it only made him want to come that much more. Sasori moved to then start planting kisses across his collarbone and chest, mapping the warm, savory skin. He bit one of the sensitive buds on his chest, before proceeding to do the same to the next one, all the while keeping up his ravenous movements. Deidara felt like he needed an anchor to control himself atop the momentous amounts of pleasure, and he bit into Sasori's shoulder as strangled moans sounded from his throat. He continued flexing his hips, but now at a much slower pace. He moaned. "N-no more..." He was slammed down again and gasped. "Ngh! I-I can't..." He felt like he was going to lose his mind. Everything was cold, yet warm; painful yet so blissful all at once. And as good as it felt, he couldn't muster the strength anymore. His body was getting weak; every fiber that held him together had been stretched to its limit. "Pl-please..." he begged with tear pricked eyes. He felt like he was going to die; like his body would explode due to too much ecstasy that was going through it.

Sasori smirked. It seemed his pet finally realized who was master and who was servant. He thrusted faster; each one striking Deidara deeper and harder, sending him into a glorious world of euphoria. Deidara's body was so hot around the man he felt like he was going to melt. He couldn't even feel his hands anymore; he had lost complete focus of everything. Sasori then grabbed the knot of the gauze wrapped around Deidara. He growled and whispered huskily into his ear, "You better remember," he pulled slowly at the bind, "That no one except me, is ever to touch you." He pulled the material off and Deidara's mouth opened wide as he curved his back, moaning loudly into the air as he came. He swore he could feel everything being released from within him; all the tension, the pain, the hostility, and other emotions as copious amounts of his release spurted out onto his stomach. Truly, it was breathtaking. Sasori grunted as the blonde's tight walls enclosed around him from his orgasm. It only took a couple seconds more before he came and released inside of him. It was official; Deidara's body belonged to him, inside and out.

Once his breathing was calmed, he lied Deidara down on the bed, who had already fallen asleep. Both his body and mind were exhausted of all energy and had been worked to the very core. Not only that, but he had gone without sleep for well over two days; in a way, he had earned his rest. Sasori untied the rope on his hands and then covered him up with the bedsheets. He sighed, looking at his sleeping face while stroking a hand through his red hair. He fought off the drowsiness that threatened to sneak up on him, and stood up. As he reached for his pants on the floor, a knock suddenly came upon the door.

"Oi, Sasori, you almost ready for your shift?" Kisame sounded from outside.
"Yeah. Just a minute." Quickly the red head put on all his clothes and blew out the lantern, before brisking his way to the door. He gave a quick glance to Deidara on the bed before leaving. 'Don't screw up again, brat. I need you to stay alive.'