Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Once Bitten ❯ Once Bitten ( Chapter 1 )

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Prompt: Sasuke/Sakura

Post-defection, snake jutsu, biting, venom, blindfold, bondage, semi-con

It had bitten her. The red and black snake she’d never seen before, the one that resembled his eyes and she was drowning. The poison was working quickly, so quick her mind couldn’t function, couldn’t differentiate any strands to start mentally gathering ingredients for an antidote. It was a complex solution, working so rapidly that within seconds her vision was blurred and her legs turned to jelly beneath her as she collapsed on the secluded dirt road, just a block outside of the gates of Konaha, with the man she’d loved her entire life, standing five feet away from her. 

She hadn’t even been looking for Sasuke for this mission, this low grade, low pay mission that she’d been begged into doing because no one else would do it, and it was just slightly too dangerous for a Genin, of all the luck. She managed to glance up at him one more time, to see the red and black Sharingan designed colored snake, slithering up his arm, watching him perform a jutsu that wrapped the snake around his forearm like a tattoo, before everything turned black.

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The panic set in when she came awake to feel the rough texture of cloth covering her eyes, when she realized at this point, that under normal circumstances, her eyes would have been adjusted to the dark. She should have seen silhouettes of objects or something, but couldn’t because she was blind folded.

The fear set in when she noticed that she was sitting on something soft, cushiony, but that her hands were tied to a sturdy piece of metal, but it was slightly moveable, like a bed post.

The worry set in when her body started a lustful reaction to nonexistent stimuli.

Her legs were folded so that her feet were pointed towards the metal head board that her hands were tied to, her knees pointing forward, and her thighs lined up with her shoulders. It wasn’t the most comfortable position, especially when a hot lava sensation was pooling in the pit of her stomach. Biting her bottom lip to contain the moan that was threatening to erupt, she clenched her thighs together, withering at the sharp jolt of pleasure that vibrated through her body.

“H-hello?” she whispered, trying to maintain her shaky breathing, to keep herself under control.

She tested the restraints around her wrists, but quickly stopped when she assessed the durability of the rope, of the automatic tightening when she’d pulled a little over two inches away. It stayed tight and when she wrapped her hands around the thin but sturdy post to break it she noticed her chakra levels were depleted.

“I’m sure you’ve noticed the reaction the ropes have to people who try to get away. We actually used these ropes on an enemy once, wrapped them completely around his body so that every time he moved they got tighter and tighter. He was a dumb mother too because he kept moving until small slivers of yellow chunked flesh, with fat, blood, and muscles started spilling through the cracks the rope made.”

Sakura shivered. She didn’t recognize the voice, more importantly she didn’t like the almost childlike sound to it, nor the enthusiasm that went with that little tale.

“Suigetsu.”

That voice she recognized, although it was deeper, rougher…sexier even. Her heart thumped and she took a deep shaky breath before dampening her lips.

“Yeah?”

Silence…

“Oh right. You want me to leave.” The man named Suigetsu chuckled. She heard shuffling feet going towards what Sakura assumed would be the door.  “Have fun.”

A heavy, metal sounding door scrapped, and then slammed shut.

“Sasuke?” Sakura made sure to keep her voice soft, not wanting to cause a negative reaction to her questions to come. “What did you do to me? The snake, the venom, I-I don’t understand. My body isn’t reacting normally to the poison.”

She didn’t hear him move, but when he spoke she could feel the brush of his lips against the rise of her right cheek. “Its venom isn’t deadly unless you’re in battle.”

Sakura instinctually leaned away, resting the back of her head against the wall, noticing only too late that the column of her neck was vulnerable. “Um, are we going to battle?”

“No.” She could hear the finality in his voice and not just because he practically spoke it against her earlobe. Was it because he was sure they weren’t going to fight, or was it only that he wouldn’t speak again.

“What exactly are the effects of the poison?”

He made a tsk noise and she could only imagine the slightly annoyed expression that was Sasuke. “You know what the immediate reaction was.”

“How ‘bout after that?” she pushed, trying for a response longer than eight words, but he didn’t answer.

His tongue darted out, licking the outline of her outer ear before engulfing the bottom lobe completely into his warm mouth, suckling.

“Oh God,” Sakura gasped, jerking slightly away, which caused Sasuke’s teeth to clamp into the tender flesh.

Sakura shuddered as she felt roughened, calloused finger tips slid up her bare lower thigh, trailing higher until he pushed her pink skirt up and continued on, over the black bicycle shorts. Short staccato breathing was escaping Sakura as she tried to hold in as much as she could. This was wrong, she knew it was wrong, but the problem with wrong is that it usually feels more right.

“Sasuke, you should stop,” she spoke rather weakly, trying to find some important reason to get him to halt his actions.

When his fingers slid between her thighs and outlined the slit of her labia, then pushed with the material of her biker shorts and underwear in the way, a dry, orgasm wreaked havoc on her deficient will power. Her hips were rolling, her thighs tightening around his wrist, forcing his hand to stay in place. She clenched her teeth trying to stop the erratic motions of her hips.

The earlobe of hers he’d been sucking on made a popping noise as it exited his mouth. “It’s an aphrodisiac,” Sasuke whispered. He licked-kissed, a lick followed by a miniature French kiss, down her jaw. “The poison,” he included.

It finally dawned on her. “The immediate reaction is beneficial in battle because one blacks out, but if you want answers what better way than to torture them with pleasure, dangle full bodied gratification in there face.”

“Yes,” he panted before opening his mouth and biting down, covering a huge portion on the side of her jaw. It wasn’t a hard bite. It was teasing and firm, enough to warn against jerking away less she wanted torn skin.

“So pleasured torture for me then? What could you possibly want to know from me?”

“No torture, just compliancy.”

Sakura paused and swallowed before answering, willing herself to be outrage with no real success. “Compli-”

She could suddenly feel the vibration of chakra as Sasuke cut her black spandex shorts and underwear off of her, leaving her skirt on, but still up around her waist.

“Y-you can’t do this,” she cried out, though she wasn’t sure if it was in relief of finally getting those damned shorts off, or over the fact that this was Sasuke.

“I can,” he placed a swift, but hard kiss against her lips, “I will,” he went down further but only teeth marks awaited her chin, “Now.”

She felt him push her thighs apart and at the same time flipping her feet out so that her limbs stretched out in front of her instead of behind her. The kink in her legs she hadn’t known was there started building, then just as quickly slipped away.  She felt him pull back, heard the rustle of clothing dropping to the floor.

When he was on top of her Sakura couldn’t help but respond with a kittenish grunt as her hips popped up to apply friction.

“That’s it,” he growled, his hips mimicking her unanticipated action on her part. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard,” he panted, his forehead practically glued to hers as he was thrusting between the hot lips of her labia, but not entering. “Tell me you want it.”

Her mind was blown. Sasuke appeared to be a dirty talking sex fiend, probably the only time he’d spoken so much in one sitting and all she could think was ‘yes, please, more,’ and on a dirtier note ‘fuck me.’ She barely contained the words as her hips continued pumping, trying to get him to just be in her, her bottom lip between her teeth as she tried to concentrate on that one thought, that one action, but he refused.

“Say it.”

“I do, I want it!” she gasped, jerking up hard enough that the slapping sound of skin against skin echoed through the room.

“Tell me you want me,” he panted.

“Oh God, I want you. I’ve always wanted you.”

With deep guttural grunt he swiftly entered her not giving her time to adjust to his wide girth or length, he retreated and thrust again. It was only painful trying to adjust to it, this foreign object that was being forced into her. Luckily being a Ninja already took care of the virginal barrier when she’d turned twelve and fell into a kick she wasn’t ready for. It still hurt all the same, like an irritating burning sensation that was painful but had tiny spurts of pleasure involved.

“Damn, you’re tight,” his words were far between, panting for breath between each one. Both of his arms wrapped tightly around her hips, her legs wrapped high around his waist for leverage, but he was refusing to let her move to help him, holding her in place as he plowed along.

“Sasuke, you’re pulling me,” she gasped as a pain shot down her arms from where the ropes tightened around her wrists, and pleasure spread everywhere else.

And it was too much. She felt that knot tightening in her gut, pulling taut before releasing, and her whole body shook with the force of that back lash, her shoulders the only thing touching a piece of the bed. Her orgasm ripped through her, her head knocking back into the head board, the blind fold that had still been covering her eyes up until that point finally falling askew.

“Oh yes,” Sakura screamed, throwing her head back farther and arching her neck.

She gasped as she felt Sasuke place his left chin on the right side of her neck, one of his arms crisscrossing behind her back to grip one shoulder as he rammed into her. When he came it was a deep, closed mouth growl, almost as if he was trying to restrain how loud he wanted to be, his hips jerked with every spurt that released into her.

Sakura allowed her head to rest against his, locking him between the junction of her neck and shoulder as a less intense orgasm swept through her one last time.

When they both came down from their high Sakura was the first to notice that Sasuke had collapsed fully on top of her, but once he noticed and tried to pull away Sakura locked her legs around him, keeping him firmly in place.

“Hn,” was his compliant response before allowing himself to rest between her thighs.

“Are you cold?” she asked when she’d felt a shiver run through his entire body.

He shook his head no. She felt more than that movement though and it turned out to be his hands removing the ties around her wrists. Sakura instantly wrapped her arms around him; her legs tightening around his waist, hugging him close, pulling him further inside of her.

“Well now you’ll have to come home with me,” Sakura spoke softly.

“Hn.”

+Finished+