Here's another drabble I wrote for a live journal community. You can vote for weekly winners or submit your own fics at community./narutocontest/
This week's prompt: Sovereign
Dogma
She looked out her bedroom window, pale eyes taking in the expanse of neon glinting off steel. There were nothing but modernized marvels as far as the eye could see, wires and metal replacing landscapes of mountains and trees.
He would be back soon. He had already been gone for hours discussing matters with the Uchiha and she longed for him to return. It seemed they spent too much time apart these days.
To her, it didn't matter who the others perceived true leader of their organization was. There was only one man she would follow without question. Even if Pein had been nothing more than a figurehead all this time, a false monarch giving orders spoken by another, she would obey as long as the commands came from him. He was her everything because he was all she had left. In her heart it was he who reigned supreme.
The recent revealing of the man beneath Tobi's curious orange mask had left the members of Akatsuki quite surprised. However, it seemed everything would still be carried out according to plan, the capture of the jinchuuriki, the extractions. It appeared the only thing that had changed was the one everyone else would now report to.
Although Konon couldn't help but wonder if Madara had some ulterior motive this whole time that would serve his own agenda, she was content to continue following him if his goals and Pein's coincided.
Pein's dream was a noble one, to rid the world of war and suffering so nobody would ever again have to experience what the two of them had as children. Even if the masses had to be controlled through fear, it was surly better than to leave them to fight like savage animals. She respected and admired his longing to bring bloodshed to an end. He would save this world just as he had saved her and in this she believed whole heartedly.
The object of her thoughts entered the room. He was so silent that not even the twist of the doorknob or his footsteps was audible, but his unmistakable presence enveloped her long before his arms encircled her waist from behind.
"It will be finished soon," he murmured against her ear, his hot breath stirring soft strands of azure hair. "We only have two more Jinchuuriki to capture and then our dream will be recognized."
It really was their shared dream, for if he wished it to be so, then she did as well.
She reached up to let slender fingers lightly caress his face as she continued to stare out the window, brushing over the cool metal studs along the side of his nose.
"We've waited so long for this," she whispered. "It is hard to believe it will finally come to pass."
He said nothing, but pulled her closer, a hand sliding to the zipper of her cloak and easing it down slowly.
"Now that Madera had exposed himself, I have had much to attend to. I'm sorry that I have neglected you Konan."
She sighed softly as he slid her cloak to the side, exposing the pale column of her neck to his warm and gentle lips.
"It's alright. You have your priorities," she said, twisting in his grip to loop her arms around his neck. "Your plan would never come to fruition if you didn't work for it diligently."
Pein's ringed gaze met hers as he brushed blue strands away from her face.
"What good is saving the world if I have no one to share it with me?"
He didn't wait for a response but titled her chin upwards as he dipped his head to meet her lips. His kiss was gentle but held an underlying power that made it clear that he was the one in control. His mouth worked against hers, slow and thorough as his hands made short work of her cloak, letting the black and red material pool around her feet as it fell away.
"It's been too long," he whispered between heated kisses, skillfully maneuvering her backwards to the nearby bed.
She moaned in agreement as she allowed him to push her down into cool sheets, his weight settling on top of her as his hands cupped her face to still her as his mouth came to plunder hers once more.
He always took control of her like this, and she submitted willingly, letting her sovereign master claim what was his. They had been together so long, since they had been mere children, that she couldn't imagine a life without him anymore. She had grown into a formidable kunoichi, strong and capable, but without Pein, she was lost. She needed him like she needed air.
She cooed softly as he kissed a trail of fire down her neck and shuddered pleasantly as he nipped at tender breasts through the thin fabric of her simple black top. She whispered his name and arched against him in pleasure when he took the metal bar through her nipple between his teeth and tugged softly, the sensations electrifying even with the thin barrier of fabric separating his mouth from her skin.
She weaved fingers into his hair and closed her eyes as her king explored his kingdom, revealing more and more of it as each piece of clothing was stripped away.
"All of this is for you," he murmured against bare skin as he touched her exactly how she liked it, having learned all the secrets of her body long ago. "I'll always protect you."
His words were almost as much the cause of her euphoria as his hands and lips. As long as he was alive, she would remain at his side, following his command without question. They had been to hell and back together and she would go on that journey again if it meant staying with him.
She cried out in delight as he slipped a finger inside her, finding the spot that never ceased to make her tremble while hungry lips claimed hers once more.
Pein was right. What good was saving the world if she had nobody to share it with?