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The Slave of Sound
Chapter 12
He loved you… so much!
Sakura’s words rose up to choke Sasuke, still glued with his back to the door, and an unaware blonde weeping softly before him.
Oh, to be loved so passionately, so purely, with such utter devotion and loyalty.
Sasuke swallowed dryly.
He loved you so much, and was willing to stand aside so you could be all you could be. So you could be happy. He was going to break his own heart. For you.
Suddenly, the scene before him wavered into that terrible day where everything began to go so wrong…
Sasuke was sitting on the edge of his great bed, watching the yet as unawakened Naruto laying there, already dressed in clothes Sasuke had quickly readied for him, proudly emblazoned with the Uchiha fan, the slim circlet around his neck a precaution. Naruto loved Konoha, planned to be the next Hokage. He would not take kindly to Sasuke bringing him here, to Sound, to be at his side, as his consort, his lover, his mate. No. But soon Sasuke would charm his dobe, and Naruto would agree to stay and love him back. The chakra blocker was only a precaution. Naruto was so unpredictable at times, and so volatile.
Sasuke shivered in anticipation. He couldn’t wait until he could taste and savor all that stamina, all that passion himself. Oh, yes, it was all worth waiting for. Naruto was worth waiting for.
Sasuke had put himself through so much to get to where he was right now. He’d betrayed his home, almost killed the only one he would ever love, had given himself body and soul to the vile Orochimaru. But if there was one thing the Snake Sannin had taught him, it was pleasure. And so he would share that knowledge with his blonde dobe. He would teach Naruto everything he would need to know about bedplay.
Itachi was dead, and so was Orochimaru, and though Sasuke had refused in the beginning, his blonde was at his side when it happened, and as he stood there in the aftermath, and looked into the face of his most precious person, he realized he’d been a fool. This is where Naruto belonged; beside him, always. And so, he’d taken what he wanted. He’d achieved almost all his goals, he deserved now to have and to hold anything and everything that he’d been denied, whether by circumstance or his own will. He wanted Naruto. He deserved Naruto. He would have Naruto. As for his clan, there were always surrogate mothers. He need not even bed any of them to achieve a child. As if he would lie with anyone but Naruto…
Naruto began to stir groggily, awakening slowly from his chakra and drug induced deep slumber. Sasuke realized he was so tense with anticipation that his nails had dug painful crescents into his palms. He took a deep breath, and unknotted his hands, smoothing them over his pants. It was time. Naruto was waking. He was here. He was his. Now, Sasuke’s life could finally begin.
Cerulean blue eyes blinked slowly open, vague and unfocused. Sasuke leaned over him eagerly, smiling uncharacteristically in his excitement. Yes! It was time.
Naruto blinked twice, looked around bemusedly, then locked those lovely eyes onto the ebony orbs so close.
“S…Sasuke?” The blonde licked dry lips, and Sasuke almost whimpered. Soon… soon… all would be his…
“Naruto,” Sasuke responded, his voice unintentionally husky. “Welcome home…”
“Home?” Naruto asked, still drowsy and warm and soft, and so heavenly beautiful to Sasuke’s eyes. The Uchiha couldn’t help himself. He couldn’t wait any longer. He’d waited too long already. He took the sleepy blonde into his arms, and melded their lips together.
Naruto gave a soft squeak of surprise and then literally melted into his embrace. Sasuke’s tongue had gently demanded entrance and had instantly been admitted. And Sasuke knew he was lost. Naruto was here! They were together, at last. And god, the taste of his blonde, the warmth of his body, the feel of Naruto’s hands sliding up his back to bury themselves in his dark hair. God.. yes..
It had been delicious, that first kiss. It had been delectable, that quivering strong body below his, as Sasuke pressed himself closer to the younger boy. He ground himself against Naruto’s thigh, moaning softly into a kiss that would never end, a passion that would never play out, a heart that would never be closed to him.
And Naruto’s response was all that he could have wished for, all that he’d ever dreamed of, and more. He was eager, pliant, and so responsive to Sasuke’s every touch, every caress, every soft suck and nibble and lick. Fuck… Sasuke was going to come if this didn’t stop, come in his pants like an inexperienced school boy.
But he didn’t care. Naruto was here, in his arms, responding to his advances.
Then the unthinkable happened.
Naruto began to struggle.
“Stop Teme!” Was the blonde’s strangled cry as he thrust the older boy off his body, and Sasuke had reeled back, stunned by the interrupted passion and shocked by Naruto’s sudden rejection.
Naruto raised a hand and pressed it to trembling, kiss swollen lips. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, bastard?” Something in Naruto’s eyes made Sasuke ache; blue eyes filled with grief and pain, and most of all, denial.
No.
Not like this.
It wasn’t supposed to happen like this.
Naruto was his! He’d earned his blonde dobe. How dare Naruto reject him? How dare he thrust away what Sasuke wanted, what Sasuke deserved? How dare he?
Sasuke straightened slowly, eyes growing cold.
“Is that the way you want it to be, Dobe? Then so be it.”
And then Sasuke had been once more upon Naruto, tearing off the clothes he’d so lovingly selected in a flash.
Of course, the stupid moron fought back, but with every struggle, every burst of energy and chakra required for such effort was sucked into the collar. The harder the blonde fought the more quickly he weakened.
It took less than two minutes for the dobe to be naked and screaming in pain and confusion as Sasuke took him violently, ignoring the little pot of oil on the nightstand, prepared just for Naruto’s ease and comfort.
He felt the blonde tear, felt the blood rising hot and sticky to lubricate this terrible act. But Sasuke didn’t care. Naruto was his, to use as he saw fit. This is what Naruto chose, so this would be what Naruto received.
It took only a few minutes for Sasuke to come, and he smiled mirthlessly as he rose from the shattered blonde’s body, picking up the remnants of the clothes Naruto had just been wearing to wipe the blood and semen from his crotch.
Naruto still lay there, quiet and broken as he stared up with dull blue eyes at the person that had done this to him, and said only one thing.
“Why?”
The present swam into focus through crystal lenses of tears, and once more Sasuke beheld Naruto in the here and now.
He was going to break his own heart. For you.
Only now did Sasuke understand why Naruto had pushed him away that fateful day; why Naruto’s eyes had been so full of grief. He’d planned for Sasuke to love some stupid female, make lots of little Uchihas, and reach his goals. Naruto had wanted Sasuke to be happy, and knew he couldn’t achieve his last goal as the demon carrier’s lover.
He was going to break his own heart. For you.
Naruto had wanted him as badly as he had the blonde. The dobe’s reactions in the first few moments of lovemaking had made that abundantly clear. But for Sasuke’s own good, it couldn’t go on, no matter how much Naruto had wanted it to. No, it had to end, right then, right there, before things got too out of hand. Sasuke must find the perfect mate, settle down, and revive the Uchiha clan.
And Naruto couldn’t give him any of that.
Now Sasuke laughed silently, mirthlessly. It was all so… so… Naruto! Denying himself so that others could gain. Crashing to ground amid the ruins of his own dreams so that others could fly. It had always been Naruto’s way.
In retrospect, the blonde was so giving, that if he hadn’t had grander plans for the Uchiha, he’d have given himself to him, just to make Sasuke happy, even if he hadn’t felt anything for the raven. It was Naruto’s way. Give, no matter what. Make people happy, no matter the cost to himself.
He was going to break his own heart. For you.
Oh god, what had he done?
“Naruto…”
Chapter 12
He loved you… so much!
Sakura’s words rose up to choke Sasuke, still glued with his back to the door, and an unaware blonde weeping softly before him.
Oh, to be loved so passionately, so purely, with such utter devotion and loyalty.
Sasuke swallowed dryly.
He loved you so much, and was willing to stand aside so you could be all you could be. So you could be happy. He was going to break his own heart. For you.
Suddenly, the scene before him wavered into that terrible day where everything began to go so wrong…
Sasuke was sitting on the edge of his great bed, watching the yet as unawakened Naruto laying there, already dressed in clothes Sasuke had quickly readied for him, proudly emblazoned with the Uchiha fan, the slim circlet around his neck a precaution. Naruto loved Konoha, planned to be the next Hokage. He would not take kindly to Sasuke bringing him here, to Sound, to be at his side, as his consort, his lover, his mate. No. But soon Sasuke would charm his dobe, and Naruto would agree to stay and love him back. The chakra blocker was only a precaution. Naruto was so unpredictable at times, and so volatile.
Sasuke shivered in anticipation. He couldn’t wait until he could taste and savor all that stamina, all that passion himself. Oh, yes, it was all worth waiting for. Naruto was worth waiting for.
Sasuke had put himself through so much to get to where he was right now. He’d betrayed his home, almost killed the only one he would ever love, had given himself body and soul to the vile Orochimaru. But if there was one thing the Snake Sannin had taught him, it was pleasure. And so he would share that knowledge with his blonde dobe. He would teach Naruto everything he would need to know about bedplay.
Itachi was dead, and so was Orochimaru, and though Sasuke had refused in the beginning, his blonde was at his side when it happened, and as he stood there in the aftermath, and looked into the face of his most precious person, he realized he’d been a fool. This is where Naruto belonged; beside him, always. And so, he’d taken what he wanted. He’d achieved almost all his goals, he deserved now to have and to hold anything and everything that he’d been denied, whether by circumstance or his own will. He wanted Naruto. He deserved Naruto. He would have Naruto. As for his clan, there were always surrogate mothers. He need not even bed any of them to achieve a child. As if he would lie with anyone but Naruto…
Naruto began to stir groggily, awakening slowly from his chakra and drug induced deep slumber. Sasuke realized he was so tense with anticipation that his nails had dug painful crescents into his palms. He took a deep breath, and unknotted his hands, smoothing them over his pants. It was time. Naruto was waking. He was here. He was his. Now, Sasuke’s life could finally begin.
Cerulean blue eyes blinked slowly open, vague and unfocused. Sasuke leaned over him eagerly, smiling uncharacteristically in his excitement. Yes! It was time.
Naruto blinked twice, looked around bemusedly, then locked those lovely eyes onto the ebony orbs so close.
“S…Sasuke?” The blonde licked dry lips, and Sasuke almost whimpered. Soon… soon… all would be his…
“Naruto,” Sasuke responded, his voice unintentionally husky. “Welcome home…”
“Home?” Naruto asked, still drowsy and warm and soft, and so heavenly beautiful to Sasuke’s eyes. The Uchiha couldn’t help himself. He couldn’t wait any longer. He’d waited too long already. He took the sleepy blonde into his arms, and melded their lips together.
Naruto gave a soft squeak of surprise and then literally melted into his embrace. Sasuke’s tongue had gently demanded entrance and had instantly been admitted. And Sasuke knew he was lost. Naruto was here! They were together, at last. And god, the taste of his blonde, the warmth of his body, the feel of Naruto’s hands sliding up his back to bury themselves in his dark hair. God.. yes..
It had been delicious, that first kiss. It had been delectable, that quivering strong body below his, as Sasuke pressed himself closer to the younger boy. He ground himself against Naruto’s thigh, moaning softly into a kiss that would never end, a passion that would never play out, a heart that would never be closed to him.
And Naruto’s response was all that he could have wished for, all that he’d ever dreamed of, and more. He was eager, pliant, and so responsive to Sasuke’s every touch, every caress, every soft suck and nibble and lick. Fuck… Sasuke was going to come if this didn’t stop, come in his pants like an inexperienced school boy.
But he didn’t care. Naruto was here, in his arms, responding to his advances.
Then the unthinkable happened.
Naruto began to struggle.
“Stop Teme!” Was the blonde’s strangled cry as he thrust the older boy off his body, and Sasuke had reeled back, stunned by the interrupted passion and shocked by Naruto’s sudden rejection.
Naruto raised a hand and pressed it to trembling, kiss swollen lips. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, bastard?” Something in Naruto’s eyes made Sasuke ache; blue eyes filled with grief and pain, and most of all, denial.
No.
Not like this.
It wasn’t supposed to happen like this.
Naruto was his! He’d earned his blonde dobe. How dare Naruto reject him? How dare he thrust away what Sasuke wanted, what Sasuke deserved? How dare he?
Sasuke straightened slowly, eyes growing cold.
“Is that the way you want it to be, Dobe? Then so be it.”
And then Sasuke had been once more upon Naruto, tearing off the clothes he’d so lovingly selected in a flash.
Of course, the stupid moron fought back, but with every struggle, every burst of energy and chakra required for such effort was sucked into the collar. The harder the blonde fought the more quickly he weakened.
It took less than two minutes for the dobe to be naked and screaming in pain and confusion as Sasuke took him violently, ignoring the little pot of oil on the nightstand, prepared just for Naruto’s ease and comfort.
He felt the blonde tear, felt the blood rising hot and sticky to lubricate this terrible act. But Sasuke didn’t care. Naruto was his, to use as he saw fit. This is what Naruto chose, so this would be what Naruto received.
It took only a few minutes for Sasuke to come, and he smiled mirthlessly as he rose from the shattered blonde’s body, picking up the remnants of the clothes Naruto had just been wearing to wipe the blood and semen from his crotch.
Naruto still lay there, quiet and broken as he stared up with dull blue eyes at the person that had done this to him, and said only one thing.
“Why?”
The present swam into focus through crystal lenses of tears, and once more Sasuke beheld Naruto in the here and now.
He was going to break his own heart. For you.
Only now did Sasuke understand why Naruto had pushed him away that fateful day; why Naruto’s eyes had been so full of grief. He’d planned for Sasuke to love some stupid female, make lots of little Uchihas, and reach his goals. Naruto had wanted Sasuke to be happy, and knew he couldn’t achieve his last goal as the demon carrier’s lover.
He was going to break his own heart. For you.
Naruto had wanted him as badly as he had the blonde. The dobe’s reactions in the first few moments of lovemaking had made that abundantly clear. But for Sasuke’s own good, it couldn’t go on, no matter how much Naruto had wanted it to. No, it had to end, right then, right there, before things got too out of hand. Sasuke must find the perfect mate, settle down, and revive the Uchiha clan.
And Naruto couldn’t give him any of that.
Now Sasuke laughed silently, mirthlessly. It was all so… so… Naruto! Denying himself so that others could gain. Crashing to ground amid the ruins of his own dreams so that others could fly. It had always been Naruto’s way.
In retrospect, the blonde was so giving, that if he hadn’t had grander plans for the Uchiha, he’d have given himself to him, just to make Sasuke happy, even if he hadn’t felt anything for the raven. It was Naruto’s way. Give, no matter what. Make people happy, no matter the cost to himself.
He was going to break his own heart. For you.
Oh god, what had he done?
“Naruto…”
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