A/N: as with stage fourteen, this chapter in the story isn't really important to the plotline. Everything will be explained within the next chapter, so you won't miss anything. I apologize for the redundancy among the readers who will read this chapter, but I respect the right of those to jump over the inappropriate segments of my story. Thank you for you time.
Stage 27: Steamy
After a breakfast of tamagoyaki and miso soup, we left the compound for the hot spring. He wasn't kidding; it was only a fifteen minute walk away from his front door. The walk was quiet enough between us; we did all of our talking at the table. When we approached, I could already smell the steam, feel the humidity, and relax.
The Akatsuki had built a facility around the spring to ensure privacy from who knows what. He led me to what he calls 'Konan's side' of the bath house before venturing into the other half. The female portion was considerably smaller than the men's, but it was understandable.
I undressed and deposited my clothing in one of the baskets haphazardly. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around myself before walking over to the vanity. I pulled a comb of the table (it was presumably Konan's, but I didn't care; she hated me anyway) and tucked my hair out of the way of the water.
Grabbing another towel on the way out, I stepped outside to see Deidara already in the water, his hair completely tied back in a high pony tail. His back was to me, head tilted back slightly, hair flowing in the water. There was a towel crumpled on the ground behind him, discarded and forgotten.
I stepped into the water gingerly, toying with the steam. He looked over at me as the water rippled, wet hair sticking to his right shoulder. I remember noticing how sparkling his eyes were in that moment, and wondering why he always hid behind his hair. They were a pure, cerulean colour that I'd never seen before.
He turned away from me just before I dropped my own towel to rest beside his. Sinking down into the steaming liquid, I let out a sigh of relief. I submerged myself up to my shoulders, hiding myself within the steam.
"You can look now," I whispered. "You can't see anything."
He chuckled. "What a shame. A worthy sight, I'm sure." He spread his arms out across the rocks lining the spring and leaned back once more.
I smiled lightly at his comment, and then leaned forward on my knees. The tension in my muscles seemed to ease in the hot water. He, too, seemed relaxed.
He opened one eye slightly, merely peeking in my direction. "What are you looking at, ne?"
I smirked devilishly before splashing hot water at him, spraying his face. He ducked away to avoid getting the scalding liquid in his eyes before returning fire at me. I quickly swam away from Deidara, shoving water back at him.
He followed me, throwing water in my direction, creating rippling little waves around his abdomen. His skin was red where the water had touched him, leaving a distinct line across his taut stomach. It was tempting to stare at.
I quickly realized that I was still nude for him to consume with his eyes and sat down on a rock, back to the rest of the spring. I felt him sit beside me, back to the rock, reclining once more. "Hmm," he groaned. "This is nice, don't you think?"
I tossed more water at him before shifting my weight off the rock. He caught my by the wrist lightly. I turned back to look at him, watching him scoop water into his free hand and lift it to my back. It trickled down slowly. I felt his finger brush down my spine, following the path of the water trails. "Must you tease me?" he whispered into my ear.
Goosebumps rose along my exposed skin. "I simply answered your question, Deidara-san." I relaxed back against the rock.
His hand rested on my shoulder at the base of my neck. "There's no need to be formal, Tsuki. We're supposed to be here to relax, remember?" His voice had grown rough and hoarse.
"While your hand is just resting there, massage my neck for me. I'm a little tense." I shifted under his touch slightly, feeling a couple knots under his hand.
He squeezed my shoulders gently. "Is there a please somewhere in there, hmm?"
"Please, Deidara-kun?" I asked, sarcastically sweet.
He sighed before moving behind me. His chest rested against my back, skin on skin. He was warm, wet, and tantalizing. "You're a fucking tease," he muttered under his breath. He began working on the muscles in my neck, shoulders, and upper back. Every now and then I felt his teeth sinking into my skin lightly, or a tongue lap up a droplet of water.
"That feels amazing," I sighed. I leaned forward against the edge rocks, resting on my folded forearms.
"I'm glad you think so," he breathed in my ear. He put pressure on my shoulder until it popped. I let out a cry in surprise at the initial shock of sharp pain, and then relaxed when the tension eased and my muscles relaxed. "Easy, Tsuki," he assured me. "A little pain makes it worthwhile."
I chuckled at that. He pressed into my back, allowing my spine to release some pressure as well. "Where did you learn to massage?"
I could hear the smile in his voice. "I'm just good with my hands."
"I bet you are," I answered.
"You could find out, if you wanted," he offered. "I wouldn't mind indulging your curiosity." His hands dipped down and brought water over my shoulders, further relaxing the muscles. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his lips against my neck.
He took my hand and turned me to face him. I tensed up as his gaze hit me. His eyes reflected in my own, his sight never drifting anywhere else. Again, I was taken with the oceanic colour. They reflected the violet in my eyes flawlessly, as though they were cut diamonds, shining in low light.
With a hand under my chin, he lifted my lips to his. "Relax, you're safe with me. I won't hurt you, I promise," he whispered. He kissed me once more, pressing against my lips in askance for a little more.
He pulled away when I didn't react. "Tsuki, do you trust me?"
"Not entirely," I answered. "I really have no reason to."
"You have no reason not to, yeah?" His eyebrows rose.
"I suppose, but then again, we're in a hot spring and you're kissing me."
"You're the one who asked me to massage you."
"You're the one who kept calling me a tease." I stuck my tongue out.
He lightly and gently bit my tongue, running his own along the length. "You are a fucking tease," he answered. His voice was nothing more than a growl. His eyes were glazed over with lust. "Don't tell anyone, but I secretly love it." He pressed his mouth against mine once more, tongues clashing in a twisted dance.
With his hands clutched behind my back, he shifted to sit down on the rocks, pulling me into his lap. He never broke the kiss, shifting effortlessly in the water. Needless to say, I felt him, and all of him. He was rock hard under me, and for some reason, I could not keep myself from reacting to it.
I remember pulling his hair out of its ties, watching it cascade around his shoulders like a halo. I pushed his bangs out of his face. He took my hand and pressed a kiss to it, sucking on my centre finger. That sent electricity straight through me. A small sigh escaped me unguarded.
He shoved his tongue inside my mouth with wanton need and urgency, feeding on my essence. He pulled my hips further toward his body, bringing me closer to his shaft, grinding against his most sensitive part. He groaned in my mouth softly, deliciously. He then lifted me off of him, holding me several inches off his lap. He shifted me slightly before I felt his pressure against me.
He looked at me for a moment, the shortest of moments, regarding my expression. He would later tell me that it was to give me a chance to say no, but nothing was ever said. He just pushed me down onto him, ecstasy taking hold on his face, wiping all other expressions and thoughts from his being. He bucked his hips several times, each thrust bringing him deeper, pulling me closer, and bringing us together. Once satisfied that I was thoroughly filled, he stopped and just held me there.
It felt amazing, sitting on him like that. His arms were wrapped around me, the water was warm, and I felt so full of him, almost too full. Every so often he would shift his weight, which would also force small movement in his manhood, stimulating my senses.
He smiled at me. "You know Itachi is going to kill me, un?" Somehow, he made it sound like I seduced him. "Gnah," he gasped as I shifted. "It's worth it, though."
"And we aren't even moving," I commented. I leaned against his chest, laying against him, completely relaxed.
He flexed inside of me, pressing against my inner walls. "I don't plan to," he sighed. "Right now, this is good enough for me."
"Right now?" I asked. I played with his hair, waiting for his response.
"Eventually, I will demand friction. I'll need to move, to find release." To emphasize his point, he pulled out quickly, then rammed back inside me. "For now, I just want to sit here." The sudden movement made me shout, nearly scream in surprise. He groaned in response to my abrupt cry. His arms tightened around me. "You're so tight," he whispered. His lips met mine; he softly caressed my skin. He looked into my eyes and stated firmly, "You're going to me mine, Tsuki."
I rolled my eyes. "You're already inside me. What more do you want?"
"To have you," he answered. "I want you to be undeniably mine. No one else can lay claim to you. Itachi won't be able to take you away from me. You'll be mine to hold, to bang," he pulled out and pushed in once more, "and to love."
"You're obsessive," I sighed.
"Not obsessive, just over the top," he reminded me. He then started to rock slowly, allowing a continuous motion to build up momentum between us. Each thrust got deeper, marginally. He built up speed and force even slower, but it was steady. It wasn't long before we were out of breath and I was uttering soft noises in his ear. He threw his head back, and I kissed and nibbled his throat. He let out a guttural moan that somewhat resembled my name.
I rose off his throbbing penis, cutting him off cold. His head abruptly snapped to glare at me before he rose to his feet (entire cock exposed in the shallows; I could fully appreciate its sheer size), followed me, and pinned me to the rocks. He penetrated me from behind once more, filling up my most tender cavity.
The wet smacking sound of our bodies filled the space well. My moans and his panting accompanied it, making a primal symphony out of our act of random debauchery. He let down my hair before fisting his hand in it, pulling me into an arch, putting pressure on his enlarged penis.
"Good god, this feels so wonderful," he breathed.
I tightened my muscles around him and he fully moaned.
"You're going to send me over the edge, Tsuki."
I did it again, despite his warnings, over and over again. He thrust faster and faster, sometimes slowing abruptly to a maddening, painstaking pace for contrast. He would pull almost entirely out of me before slamming back into me as hard and as fast as he could. He kept hitting the back of me, which sometimes hurt, but the cries of pain fed his lust further.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you," he would say, "but it feels so damn good to hear you cry out in pain, knowing that I did that to you. I can't explain it."
I leaned my hips forward once more, forcing him out of me. I could hear his moan of disappointment. "No, Tsuki, come back," he pleaded. "I'm not done with you."
I waded through the water to where he stood, not far from the rocky edge. I lifted one leg over his hip, giving him access to what he desired most. He slid inside of me once more before hooking his arms under both my knees and lifting me onto him. He had full control; I was helpless in this position. He combined thrusting into me and bringing me down on him skilfully. His throaty groans intoxicated my mind.
"I'm going to come soon, Tsuki. You feel so amazing…" He drifted off and I felt his penile muscles spasm. He jerked faster; in, then out before doing it all over again.
He pulled out suddenly, spilling into the water below us. He buried his face in my neck, inhaling my scent. "Hn," he sighed. He lowered me back into the water, where the warm liquid melted me into it.
"Deidara," I whispered.
He leaned down and placed a kiss on my forehead. "Hush," he whispered. "Go change, and we'll head back. I'm suddenly very tired, and I imagine you are as well."