Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ You're Mine ❯ Chapter 1

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

You’re Mine
Author: Dagger Stiletto
Pairing: Naruto x Sasuke
Warnings: Possessiveness, angst, yaoi, no fluff except for maybe at the end, pedophilia, ONESHOT
Summary: Sasuke’s been bad, and his possessive and oh-so-pissed-off boyfriend must teach him a lesson and put him in his proper place.
Disclaimer: I. Do not. Own. Naruto. Do not. Sue. My voices wouldn’t like it very much, and they already hate you, so don’t make it worse.><;
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Dagger:< /b> Hello, my fan girls and boys. This is a totally random story. I got done reading a fanfic and was about ot go to bed when my voicesotherwise known as my “muses” because I’ll be incarcerated without internet access if I don’t say that’s what they arestarted having seizures. They even went so far as to try and start to kill each other until they had my full attention…. Greedy little bastards…. Anyhoo. I calmed them down and promised to write their new idea down.
Knives: You’re insane, you know that?
Dagger: I am perfectly and happily aware of it. But you love me, so you will deal with it.
Danny-boy: Not to mention that you own the house he lives in, Dagger-chan.
Dagger: True, true. Anyway, here is my voices’ randomness. I hope you enjoy!

~*~You’re Mine~*~

Sasuke, dressed in his usual schoolgirl uniform his boyfriend forced him to wear almost every day, unlocked their shared apartment and walked in. He was sixteen, a junior in high school, with gray-black eyes and blue-black hair. His skin was pale, and he stood at five-foot-ten with a slender body and an almost feminine figuregirly for a guy. He dropped his schoolbag on the floor near the door and strode to the kitchen for a drink.
It was eerily quiet as he put the juice back in the refrigerator. He glanced around. Everything seemed to be in order. His boyfriend was probably off snapping pictures in town somewhere or finding inspiration for his new project.
Intending on taking a relaxing shower, he made his way to his bedroom, forgetting his earlier wariness.
As soon as he took one step inside, he was grabbed around the throat, dragged in, and slammed up against the wood of the once-again closed door. His eyes widened as he dangled a few inches from the ground, and he gasped, “Naruto!”
Naruto was a large man with the build of a bouncer or bodyguard. He stood at six-foot-four, his hair short-cropped and blonde, eyes deep blue, whisker scars cut across both cheeks, and tan skin. He was enormously strong. He could easily take on a group of ten thugs by himselfand had done so during one of the ephemeral spikes of crimeand just as effortlessly intimidate any who crossed his path or tried to harm those he care for.. He easily held Sasuke six inches off the ground. He was livid, growling as he pressed close.
“You’ve been a bad boy,” he drawled seductively in Sasuke’s face. “I’m going to have to punish you.”
Sasuke gasped at the harsh punishing kiss that bruised his tender lips. He submitted instantly, giving in instantaneously to his beloved lover.
“How many times have I told you never to let anyone touch you?” the man growled, maneuvering his hand on Sasuke’s neck so as not to strangle him. “I’ve told you how hard it is for me to see others lay hands on you, whether it is in love, affection, kindness, or ill will.” The other hand slapped sharply at a recently-waxed leg.
“I know,” Sasuke whispered softly, eyelids fluttering nervously.
“Who do you belong to, Sasuke?” the much older man by twelve years demanded, roughly grinding his strong hips into the teenager’s.
“You.”
“Who owns you?” The free hand groped crudely at a thigh.
“You do.” It came as a gasp.
“Who’s the one that makes you scream in pleasure with only a few touches?” That hand lifted the thigh it was groping and hooked it over the strong grinding hip.
Sasuke immediately brought up the other leg, twining tightly around Naruto’s waist. His breath came in pants as his skirt hid his growing erection. “You are,” he sighed.
Said skirt was torn brutally in half and completely off. “Who makes you enjoy your punishments?”
“You do!” Sasuke cried, arching his back as he was slowly yet roughly undressed.
Naruto’s hands released and gripped the black thong he wore. He pulled the waistband up so that the thin strap up the crack of his lover’s ass cut sharply into flesh and rubbed against the sensitive hole, and the front restricted the painfully growing erection further. “What’s your name, slut?”
“Sasuke Uzumaki.” It came as a broken gasp of pleasure/pain.
“What’s my name?” The thong, too, was torn to shreds.
The lower half of Sasuke’s body was completely nude. Anticipation and apprehension burned through his veins like liquid fire. “N-Naruto Uzu”
A sharp slap cut him off only to make him elicit a surprised cry. His face stung. Tears burned. “What’s my name, Sasuke?” It was a terrifying growl.
“M-Master,” Sasuke stammered as a tear slipped free.
A slight glimmer of remorse flickered in Naruto’s blue, blue gaze. He licked the tear away gently. “Who rules you, little koi?” The voice was roughly tender.
“You do, Master.” The raven’s voice still trembled.
A rocking of the hips into his naked groin was his praise. “What are you, Sasuke?”
“I-I’m your bitch.”
“Say it again.”
“I’m your bitch.”
“Again.”
“I’m your bitch.”
“Louder.”
“I’m your bitch!” His eyes grew desperate, still frightened.
“Will you take you punishment like a good little bitch, Sasuke-slut?”
Sasuke licked his lips and whispered, “Yes.” Excitement poured through his veins.
Naruto tore off the last garment, his frilly blouse, and threw it in the pile of discarded clothes. He unwrapped Sasuke’s legs and set him on the floor. He jerked the raven to the middle of the room. “Undress me,” he ordered, and when he was entirely naked, he gripped Sasuke’s hair and made him bend. “Suck.”
Sasuke obediently took Naruto’s ten-inch dick in his mouth. He licked, nipped, sucked, and greedily repeated the process over and over. He moaned like a two-cent whore around the large peg of flesh in his mouth. He didn’t complain when hips pounded into his face harshly, bruising his tender face. He deep-throated Naruto, his gag-reflex no longer triggered by this action because of his almost daily routine of giving head.
Up inside his ass, deeper than he could reach by himself, he flet vibrations begin, and he knew that Naruto had flipped that damn switch. In the beginning of their true relationship, Naruto had shoved a string of four egg-shaped contraptions inside the ravena nd set them to vibrate. He never took them out except when Sasuke had to go for a physical or some doctor’s appointment, and he sometimes set them to vibrating just to watch Sasuke come without having to touch him.
Sasuke whimpered, and after two minutes of the buzzing, jumping little eggs, he spilled himself all over his feet and the floor. He continued blowing his boyfriend, even as the setting was moved one notch higher. He came again before Naruto eventually shot his semen down Sasuke’s obedient throat, which swallowed convulsively like the good little slut Naruto named him. Fingers combed through blue-black locks as Sasuke submissively drank every last drop of warm liquid. He panted, pulling away as he reveled in Naruto’s loving praise.
Naruto moved him to kneel on his knees and bend over the high bed, where he proceeded to spank Sasuke’s ass to a deep red. He spoke, and after every sentence, he’d land a heavy, painful blow which heated the skin even more than before.
“You belong to me.” Smack. “No one else can have you.” Smack. “Those are my nipples to play with.” Smack. “My lips to kiss.” Smack. “My heart that beats in that chest.” Smack. “My sensitive stomach.” Smack. “My ass.” Smack, extra hard this time. “My cock.” Smack. “My fuck-hole.” His hand slipped in between the cheek to lightly smack the raven’s entrance. “And every time” smack, “I hear that”smack, “or see that”smack, “you let someone else touch you”smack! “I’m gonna spank your little ass”smack, “with each blow for however many seconds”smack, “that you let them do it.” Smack, smack, smack. “Am I understood?” He reached up to slam two slaps in between trembling shoulder blades, making the schoolboy cry out in surprise.
“Y-yes, M-Master. I-I understand,” Sasuke panted.
After eighteen spanks to his ass, the skin was heated and painfully stinging, and there was a possibility that the tender flesh was bruised.
Finally, the blonde moved Sasuke to lay upon his back atop the mattress. Sasuke immediately spread his legs despite the stinging of his ass and back. Lube was smeared all around his quivering pucker. A single finger entered, pumping and making Sasuke moan and writhe like a desperate whore.
“That’s a good slut, Sasuke-bitch,” Naruto crooned approvingly.
Sasuke screamed as a plastic object was shoved into his ass. He whimpered as the dildo, about a foot in length was pushed inside all the way, and then strapped into place so it wouldn’t come out.
“You like that, don’t you, Sasuke-bitch? You like being stuffed so full, you feel like you’ll split. You like having something inside you, don’t you?”
“Y-yes, Master. I love it. I love it so much,” Sasuke whispered, his head lolling on the mattress weakly.
A flash alerted to the schoolboy that his perverted, pedophilic boyfriend had taken a picture of him that way. His skin heated in embarrassment.
That embarrassment faded instantly when the dildo began vibrating full force with the eggs.
Naurto chuckled at the scream of tortured pleasure that came from the smaller, feminine male.
Sasuke stayed like that, writhing and crying in pleasure so intense that it almost hurt. After five minutes, he began to beg. “Please, Master, not this,” he pleaded between mewls and grunts of passion. “It’s too much…. Please, Master, I’m sorry. I won’t be bad again, I promise.” He screeched when the eggs were turned up a notch, though not to full power. At least, not yet. “Please!”
“You are my bitch, Sasuke. You belong to me. My slut, my bitch, my whore, my little raven, my everything. It hurts me when you let others touch you. I don’t like seeing you smile when someone else embraces or touches you. Do you like making me feel insecure?”
“No, Master, I’m s-s-sorry!” Sasuke pleaded, arching his back as his ankles were held in place.
“Sorry for what, you slutty bitch? Why are you apologizing?”
“I love you Master. I won’t ever let someone else touch me again, I promise!” He writhed and screamed at his third climax. Moments later he had his fourth. “Master! Please! It hurts. I want you inside me. No one and nothing else. Please, please, please, please, please….” His fifth orgasm was rising, and he didn’t think his sensitive, delicate body could take much more. Tears streamed down his face freely now.
“Oh my dear, lovely Sasuke,” Naruto crooned lovingly, stroking the insides of his ankles.
Sasuke gasped in surprise when all vibrations suddenly ceased, and he panted as he felt the dildo being removed from him. He moaned and whimpered when Naruto gripped his ankles once more and threw them over broad, tan shoulders.
“My beautiful, wonderful Sasuke,” he cooed tenderly. “You feel so right against me. I promise to always love you. You are the only one for me in all the lifetimes. No other shall have you.” He set his precious camera at the other edge of the bed, and the timed flash went off to take a photo of the large, tanned, blonde male pushing slowly inside the small, pale-skinned, raven-haired boy. “You’re mine, and I am yours, and I love you so much. Tell me how much you love me.”
Sasuke whimpered almost in protest, hands clenching.
“Tell me, love,” Naruto coaxed.
“N-Naruto….I love you more than all the words in the world could ever say,” Sasuke whispered, admiration and total joy filling him inside out. “I will do anything to make you happy. No matter what you ask, I will obey.”
A deep and tender kiss impassioned by their mutual feelings for each other met halfway, and they rocked in perfect synchronization to an age-old rhythm, ever-increasing in tempo with Naruto pounding relentlessly into his little lover until they came together, screamed together, rode the clouds together, and came down slowly from their euphoria to reality together. They screamed simultaneously at their peaks, and they panted as they came back down.
Naruto pulled out after his breathing regulated, careful of Sasuke’s delicate, tenderized, sensitized, and slightly bruised body. Sasuke sighed. Naruto caught his lips in another heart-wrenching kiss, nibbling on swollen, bruised lips. The raven lay with his arms splayed across the bed, fingers curled in towards his palms, which faced the ceiling; eyes half-closed, head turned to the right, cheeks flushed, body covered in a light sheen of sweat, legs spread slightly so his red, abused hole was displayed; blue-black strands of silk wild, knees draped over the edge of the bed, and cum spreading and pooling across his stomach and nipples and oozing from his loose hole.
And that was how he looked when Naruto snapped his third picture of the night.
There were surely more to come afterwards.

~*~5 Weeks Later~*~

Naruto sat on the couch and flipped through pictures on his digital camera, waiting for Sauske to come home from another day of school. Most of the pictures were of Sasuke, half of them naked, half of them notbut all equally endearing.
One of his favorites was the one he’d taken five weeks ago, the last time he punished his little koi. Another was of Sasuke sitting on the bed, legs open slightly with the knees bent so the feet were behind him, hands pressed flat to the mattress so his wrists hid his adorable cock, and a thoughtful expression on his face with his eyes looking somewhat downwards, unaware of how enticing he looked and of having his photo taken.
Another was of the adorable raven finger-fucking himself with his eyes closed, and another was where Sasuke sat on the edge of a fountain in a different city during one of their vacations, eyes shining with joy, leaning back with his hands braced to support him, and legs swinging lazily. The last, most recent picture he’d taken was of a nakedgo figureSasuke sitting on the kitchen table, arms reaching out beckoningly with an imploring expression on his young face.
The 28-year-old photographer smiled. A camera was what had started their relationship in the first place. Naruto had been twenty-six and looking for a suitable model for his imagination. Sasuke had just turned fifteen and was looking for a job to start earnign money for a car. They had met at a park, and Sasuke agreed to wear a padded bar and the feminine clothes and make-up as long as he we was paid $250 for each hour his “services” were used.
Not long after, Naruto demanded to see him nudethough he would keep the pictures for himselfand agreed to give a bonus of $300 as payment. Then they spent nearly everyday together until Sasuke finally admitted his love for Naruto, despite his fear of rejection.
From there out, they were inseparable, and after Sasuke’s brother began harassing him about being gay, he just moved in with the delighted Naruto. Those who knew about the less-than-appropriate situation between the two stayed quiet out of respect for either of them, cared too much to see such a wonderful bond break, or just didn’t give a damn about it.
They had been together for a total of twenty-seven months, and Naruto had no intentions or urges to cheat or end the relationship anytime soonquite possibly never, just as he’d promised the little raven.
Naruto lovingly stared at the kitchen scene. He had taken it about a week ago for Sasuke’s seventeenth birthday. It had given him such joy to make the little raven-haired boy happy. Birthdays in the past had been nothing special for him, but Naruto made it a point every time to celebrate Sasuke’s day to the fullest, no matter what it was that they did to fulfill that goal.
The door opened and shut, and he grinned happily at his love’s return. It faded, however, when little Sasuke-koi stumbled to him and threw his arms around the photographer’s neck.
“Sasuke…?”
“I’m so sorry, Naruto!” Sasuke wailed despairingly. “I didn’t mean to! I tried to stop it, but they were too strong. Please don’t punish me, please! I didn’t mean to let it happen, I swear I didn’t.” He sobbed hard, clutching at the blonde desperately.
“didn’t mean to let what happen?” Naruto asked, concerned at the shaking in his lover’s fragile body that hung on the edge of convulsions.
Still sobbing and shaking, Sasuke pulled away and unbuttoned his school uniform blouse. It revealed a maze of scratches and hickeys that hadn’t been there that morning. Bruises marked his delicate forearms, and bite marks still bled on his collarbone. He sobbed and shook as he knelt on his knees on the floor in front of Naruto. Tears tracked in steady streams down his reddened cheeks.
“Baby, who did this to you?” Naruto demanded, sounding calm and gently outwardly when all he wanted to do was roar and brutally kill the culprits on the inside.
“I-Itachi’s friends! Itachi didn’t want to hang with them anymore, so in retaliation, they tried to rape me! But I didn’t let them enter me, Naruto, I swear I didn’t. Please don’t”
Naruto shut him up by pulling the distraught teenager into his lap and rocking him soothingly. He comforted him as best he could, murmuring words of love and praise for trying so hard not ot be hurt by the others and stay true to his promise. He promised not to ever let those men hurt his Sasuke again, never to punish his little koibito when he’d done nothing wrong.
Naruto held Sasuke tightly, tenderly stroking his back until his tears faded, and then he lovingly carried him to the bathroom and bathed the boy gently, cleaning cuts and wrapping wounds. He rubbed ointment into the bruises and made an appointment for tomorrow to have Sasuke tested for anything that may need treatment. Finally, they lay down in bed where Naruto held protectively while he slipped into a restless sleep.
The next day, those men who’d hurt Sasuke mysteriously came up missing, never to be seen again….

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Dagger: Hah, so there it is. I went through a lot of trouble just to please you AND my voices. I hope you’re happy. Hope you liked it, too. Review if you wish. I am immune to flames, so blast away! XP