Yes, just kill me and get the log whoring over with.

[sketchysmile]

Who: Kabuto and Sai with a brief cameo from Oreo-baka
Where: An unused classroom
What: Kabuto "proves his point" in a way that Sai enjoys very much.
When: After la argument infamous.
Warnings: Sex. Pure sex. AND HOLY SHIT IS THAT FLUFF?


It wasn't a bad day, per say. Just one of those days where you couldn't really be bothered. Sai wasn't paying attention to anything in particular as he walked past the classrooms, just walking. The day would be over soon, and then he could go home.

That argument was stupid; they could have debated the points as long as they wanted and not gotten anywhere. People saw things differently after all.

Kabuto saw Sai, and grinned. If Sai wanted Kabuto to start something, he'd show him just how he started things. And he has a plan for that.

As he walked towards Sai, he acted as if he didn't even notice him, but as soon as they were side by side, Kabuto turned, and pushed Sai into an empty classroom (one that he knew would BE empty), shutting the door and locking it. He pushed Sai up against a wall, and kissed him, pushing his tongue into Sai's mouth without saying a word.

He pulled away, smirk on his face. "That, Sai-kun, is how I start something."

What the hell?! Sai stumbled back into the classroom in shock, barely managing to get out a "HOLY SHI~" as the lock on the door clicked and he was shoved against a wall. Holy shit...he could kiss.

Sai let out a small pant as the kiss broke, looking at Kabuto with some confusion, but mainly mild annoyance (and was that a glimmer of lust? Hardly surprising, really).

Still smirking, Kabuto kissed Sai again, his hands pulling at Sai's shirt (Kabuto was impressed that Sai had bothered to tuck it into his trousers). His tongue slid over Sai's, kissing the other teen more gently then before as his hand slipped under Sai's shirt, fingers lightly touching Sai's skin.

Kabuto hated losing arguments, and this was how he'd prove his point.

Pressing against the wall, Sai's arms hooked around Kabuto's neck, tilting his head to deepen the kiss with closed eyes, tongue pressing against Kabuto's in a small challenge.

He pulled the older teen closer, arms wrapping tighter as he felt Kabuto's fingers dance over his skin, goosebumps trailing up the pale flesh (but the classroom was warm and the uniform stuffy...)

He vaguely noticed that his backpack had dropped to the floor, and if what he thought was going to happen would happen he'd need to remember that (unlubed sex was fun, but for appearances sake, maybe not in the middle of school).

His nails scratched down the side of Sai's torso, and still tightly pressed against Sai, he started undoing the buttons at the top of the uniform. He broke the kiss, breath heavy already, and kissed down Sai's neck. The marks from before had faded, but Kabuto would make new ones. As he slowly undid the buttons of the uniform, Kabuto kissed the revealed skin, leaving a damp trail down Sai's chest.

Kabuto pulled away, and undid the rest of the buttons, sliding the shirt and jacket of the uniform off of Sai in one motion, smirking as the clothes fell to the floor.

Hands dropped to sides, and Sai shivered as he gasped for air when the kiss broke. He glanced to the pile of black and white on the floor, leaning against the wall lightly. He lifted one hand up, pushing his hair back idly. No-one could see in (right?)

They were on the second floor, and the curtains were drawn on the windows that faced the hall. No one could see in. Kabuto had planned it that way.

"If I left right now, what would you do?" he asked, smirking.

Sai stopped, glancing at Kabuto with some irritation. Was he just trying to have his ego boosted? He smirked a little, an idea crossing his mind. "I might tell you in dirty, dirty detail, if you don't stop," he replied, voice husky, eyes half-lidded as he trailed a hand down his chest and onto Kabuto's body, running into the other male's hair lightly.

"I'm interested in those details," said Kabuto. "But. . . . since you asked so nicely. . ." Grabbing Sai by the waist, he pulled the other teen away from the wall, kissing him. (This was still a game, wasn't it?) His hand rubbed against the pants of Sai's uniform, feeling the outline of the hardening erection under the fabric, grinning into the kiss. His tongue teased Sai's, playing with him, pushing Sai down against a desk.

(But was a game without rules really a game? Sai was pretty sure this was a free-for-all). Sai’s hand tightened its grip in Kabuto’s hair as they moved across the classroom, lips pressed to the older teen hard, tongue fighting against the teasing touches, free hand unbuttoning Kabuto’s blazer (not an easy task, but doable, if you wanted it enough) as he fell against the desk willingly, moaning against pleasure shooting through his body.

Kabuto might later wonder why the hell he enjoyed this so much, but at the moment his mind was pretty much thinking about only one thing. As Sai's fingers worked at his buttons, Kabuto's tongue slid against Sai's, exploring his mouth and claiming it as his own, pushing against Sai, smiling as his fingers hooked under the other teen's belt.

(It's called a sex drive, Kabuto, get used to it). Sai's hands pushed off the blazer, small sounds of anticipation and want (need?) found their way into the kiss, uncontrolled (he could usually...). This time with both hands, pulling the shirt off was a much easier task.

(Kabuto could get used to this, although it was still a surprise.) His hands undid the belt of the uniform, slowly sliding it off of Sai and tossing it to the floor (it would be so much fun getting dressed later). He wrapped one arm around Sai and pulled him tight against him, his other hand slowly moving up Sai's body, feeling it, fingers tracing along his collarbone and up his neck, fingers tangling themselves in the hair at the nape of his neck.

"Mmmh..." Sai pulled from the kiss slowly, catching his breath, face still millimetres from Kabuto's as his trousers hung on his hips lightly, sliding down a little when the belt was pulled from him. His hands pushed back the shirt, brushing over Kabuto's nipples lightly as he kissed the other again, softer than before.

Kabuto made a small whimper of pleasure as Sai teased his nipples, shivering a little at the touch. The softer kiss was unexpected after the rough, possessive kisses, and to Kabuto, more erotic. (He really did not want to admit to himself--or to Sai--how much he wanted this.) The hand on Sai's back slid around to rub against the hip, softly caressing the skin exposed by his trousers hanging a little loose at his side.

With a smile (moreso than a superior smirk), Sai brushed his fingers along Kabuto's nipples again, letting his nails lightly graze them this time as he ran his tongue lightly across the other's lips again, tilting his head just enough as he let out a small noise at the soft caress, nerves tingling as one hand slid from Kabuto's chest to rest on his shoulder for better leverage into the kiss.

Kabuto kissed back, hand slipping under the waist of the trousers, teasingly caressing and touching Sai's ass. His tongue ran across Sai's lips, and he (reluctantly? No, that wasn't it, was it--no) pulled away from the kiss, to lick Sai's neck, sucking gently at the flesh. He kissed his way up to Sai's ear, and nibbled at it, hand sliding out of Sai's hair and down his chest, gently rubbing a nipple between his finger and thumb.

It took the slightest touch to Sai’s neck from Kabuto to get him to tilt his head back for more access, shivers running down his body and that delightfully familiar heat building in his stomach even more.

“Ah...ahh~ah...” The moans were light and breathy, any thoughts Sai may have had earlier completely disregarded for the moment. His body arched towards Kabuto, eyes fluttering as he felt the soft, teasing touches to his ass. His hand tightened its grip on Kabuto’s shoulder a little, the other dropping to Kabuto’s waist, finding the belt and beginning to pull it off.

I want you...now...

Kabuto nipped at Sai's ear and kissed the offered and exposed skin of Sai's neck. His fingers deftly undid Sai's trousers, sensing what Sai wanted from him. He slowly kissed down Sai's neck and farther, leaning the other boy against the desk, licking across his collar bone and teasing his nipple with a lick of his tongue. His hands slid into Sai's trousers and tugged them down.

That was a relief (it was becoming uncomfortably tight down there). He tried (damnit, he really did) to stop the sounds, the moans, the gasps, coming from him, but it was like his body and mind were no longer connected. His fingers were shaky (his arms, his body was shaky) with suppressed pleasure as he undid the belt, pulling it off and then the trousers soon after as he was bent against the desk, sucking in a breath with anticipation.

Kabuto's hand slowly stroked Sai as he kissed farther down Sai's torso. Kneeling, he licked the length of Sai's erection, tongue flickering across the head slowly. Licking his lips, he slowly took Sai into his mouth.

Sai groaned quietly, his hands on the edge of the desk, their grip that smallest bit tighter as he looked towards the ceiling (away from Kabuto because...he...ohhh...).

Was it going to become commonplace for them to take things slowly...teasingly? Sai wasn't complaining, because God did this turn him on.

(He was supposed to remember something...what, again?)

Somehow, with Sai, this just never seemed right if he went any faster. Sai was something he liked to slowly lick and taste, and take his time exploring. He knew sex in its roughest form, with bites and scratches, pain and blood. Which was fine, if you were having sex with Orochimaru. He did it well.

Somehow, that didn't fit into his view of how sex should be with Sai.

Kabuto's teeth grazed against the sensitive skin, smiling at Sai's groans, and his tongue slowly, carefully licking and soothing the skin in the wake of his teeth. He teased Sai with his tongue like this, slowly and torturously.

(Payback was a bitch, and Kabuto was still right, dammit)

(Sai could get used to payback like this, if he were honest - if pissing Kabuto off led to sex like this, he might just make a habit of it).

The grip on the desk became more intense, knuckles paling slightly as Sai barely managed to stop himself from bucking into Kabuto's touch, one hand lifting itself from the wood to brush back the older teen's hair, resting in the locks lightly.

The sounds became louder, more intense as the teasing continued, and Sai bit on his tongue firmly, he didn't like that he kept losing control to these ministrations. He always kept some coherent thought, enough to know when to reward a person with noises and shivers during sex, but with Kabuto it was something entirely different, he couldn't keep those thoughts.

Kabuto loved hearing those noises. His hands ran up and down the insides of Sai's thighs, and he slowly pulled away, tongue lightly licking at the head of Sai's erection on last time, before he stood up. Hands planted firmly on the desk, he leaned over Sai and kissed him again, tongue teasing his lips.

"Do you have lube this time?"

Sai tried to deepen the kiss, but before he had a chance to Kabuto was asking him...oh yeah, that.

"Front pocket of my backpack..." His voice was low and strangled with lust, and it was obvious he could barely wait (what happened to his mask?)

Kabuto was quick in finding what he wanted in Sai's bag. He pulled Sai close, tongue sliding easily into the other's mouth, moaning at the contact of their bodies pressing together. He left the lube sitting on the desk as his hands traced against Sai's back.

Sai didn't fight against a single touch (he wasn't up for being stubborn and challenging for the role of seme right now), cheeks flushing a bit as he pressed his tongue against Kabuto's, tweaking a nipple with thumb and forefinger softly.

Kabuto whimpered, pulling away from the kiss a little. "Bend over," he whispered against Sai's lips, kissing him again.

"Mmmhff..." Sai would have pointed out that it was kind of hard for him to do so when Kabuto was kissing him so thoroughly, but his mouth was otherwise occupied. He slipped his tongue between Kabuto's lips, teasing for a moment then obeying the whispered command, stretching out like it was a familiar position to find himself in.

Kabuto grinned as Sai turned over, and dragged his nails down Sai's back. Grinning, he bent down and kissed along Sai's spine. His tongue licked across Sai's ass, fingers spreading the cheeks apart, tongue licking across Sai's entrance.

Sai gasped as the nails dragged down his back, shivers and goosebumps racking his (finally calmed) body (well, that didn't last long). His nails dug into well-worn wood as he felt Kabuto's tongue tease at his entrance, panting the smallest amount as she shivered, looking at his shaking arms with a groan, feeling the heat throb at his groin.

Kabuto's tongue pressed inside a little. (Sai may have been around the block more than once, but that was still a tight space for a tongue). His tongue slid out and up Sai's back as he pressed a finger into Sai. He grabbed the lube, and popped the lid open.

(Well, it wasn't as fun if the space wasn't tight, Sai knew his exercises). He moaned, biting his lip as he heard the pop of the lid, his breath hitched at the feel of Kabuto's finger inside of him and he pressed himself harder against the desk, bracing himself against it.

Kabuto withdrew his finger, squeezing the lube onto his fingers. He would take his time with this. Grinning, he again slid his finger into Sai, easier now with the lubricant on his fingers. He squeezed out more onto Sai, inserting a second finger to slowly stretch Sai.

Something about the ease with lubricant was possibly among one of the most erotic things Sai had experienced so far in his life. He couldn't explain why, it just...oh God... The lube was cold against his skin, sending his nerves into overdrive.

The sounds he was making were loud, trying to persuade Kabuto that no matter how fun it was to stretch him with fingers it would be so much better to actually fuck him.

Kabuto smirked--If there was a class downstairs, they could definitely hear Sai's noises. His fingers continued to slowly stretch Sai. He wanted to give into Sai's demanding cries, but he held back for the moment.

He wanted to hear Sai beg for it.

(And there probably was, what was below them? ...Science? Sai couldn't remember at this point in time).

"Hnnn..." The cries became a slow, low whine as he realised that Kabuto had no intention of stopping stretching any time soon. What did he want from him? (Sai had a few ideas, and begging? OHHH NO...He was not going to beg, he was not going to--)

"Mmhf...please..." the word was so quiet and strained Sai was unsure whether it was his voice, but he couldn't stop the feeling of annoyance at himself for giving into it.

(...beg).

Kabuto smirked, it was soft, but he heard that. He rubbed the head of his erection against Sai, and bit back a groan at the touch (God this was hard, no pun really intended).

"What was that, Sai-kun?" he asked breathily. "I. . couldn't hear. . you. . . "

Sai cringed, resting his forehead against the desk and making a noise somewhere between irritation and "oh-God-just-fuck-me-now, thanks."

He pushed back against the touch, repeating himself a little bit louder.

"Ohhh. . . please? Is that what you said?" asked Kabuto, smiling. He slid his fingers out, and squeezed more lube out, stroking himself with it (that felt so good). He grabbed Sai's hips, and teasingly rubbed against him. "Please what?"

(Oh, he'd fuck Sai soon enough, he just liked toying with him).

(Infuriating bastard).

Sai gritted his teeth, noises of pleasure rolling in his throat as he tried to control himself (it was too late for him to control the situation).

'You know what,' he thought, managing to avoid saying it as he tried to move in Kabuto's grasp. "F-fuck me...please..."

Kabuto snickered as he thrusted into Sai, gasping. He'd been teasing Sai and denying himself, and oh yes, it felt good inside of Sai. He moved his hips slowly at first, enjoying the feeling of being inside the other teen. But the slow pace did not last for long; Kabuto was done with his toying with Sai. He'd proven his point. He bent over, leaning an arm on the desk for support, hand reaching for Sai's erection slowly, hand making its way over his skin.

"Nnhgggn...!" Sai rested his head against the desk for a moment, knuckles turning white as he gripped the desk, lifting up his head and moving himself a little bit so he was more arched (it was less comfortable, but God did it deepen the pleasure).

His hand gripping Sai, Kabuto groaned, thrusting into Sai harder. He leaned down and bit Sai's shoulder and licked it, trying to muffle the moans of pleasure he felt escaping his mouth.

Ah! Shiii~it... Sai cried loudly as he felt Kabuto's teeth break his skin, rocking his head back with the mingled shock and pleasure. He rocked his hips back as best he could, lips hanging parted a little, eyelids fluttering as his eyes rolled back a bit, cheeks flushed heavily.

"More..."

Kabuto bit down on Sai again, harder this time, teeth dragging against Sai's skin. Sai tasted so good, Kabuto no longer questioned the fact that he wanted to keep pounding into Sai, harder and harder, licking and biting. He groaned, stroking Sai harder and faster.

The same reaction, a loud cry strangled by need as Sai felt his nails dig into the wood, denting it as his hips rocked back and forth between the two sensations, mind free of anything else, just that they were doing this right here, right now.

He felt heat collect in his lower stomach, moaning, low and long as he throbbed in Kabuto’s grip, hardened nipples rubbing against the desk as he moved.

Kabuto's tongue licked across Sai's shoulder, thrusting deeper into Sai. He could feel the other's body coming closer now to coming, and he grinned, teeth grazing at Sai's other shoulder before biting down, moaning deeply.

Whatever sounds Sai was now making, they were incoherent and meaningless anyway, (though that might, miiiight have been Kabuto's name there, but it was hard to tell). He let out small pants, trying to swallow air he couldn't keep in his body, his hair lying dishevelled around his face as his head rolled, body evidently working of its own accord.

(His name? Kabuto would try not to let that get to his head).

Kabuto hadn't been making much coherent noise the entire time outside when he had been talking. When he was teasing Sai he had to keep himself in control, that he felt he was allowed to let go, and forget about trying to make sense or coherent thought. His hand jerked Sai fast, in time with his thrusting, his groans coming in a similar pattern, and he felt his body tingle with the building orgasm.

Sai bit his lip, moans still loud through that as they rolled through his body. His skin was glistened with sweat and paler throughout apart from the flush on his cheeks as he tried to hold on to the orgasm, just a little longer...

Uhhhhn... He pressed right against the desk, bracing himself as best as possible as he felt that control slip away, giving into the desire and that white hot pleasure that rushed through his body.

"Nngg," moaned Kabuto. He could feel Sai trying to hold back, to keep from coming.. . .

Kabuto nipped at his ear, trying to say something encouraging him to just let go, but it came out as a mixed moan and gasp, and he felt himself starting to come, sweat-slicked body sliding against Sai.

Sai felt himself lose any desire to fight that white hot pleasure he'd been trying to avoid when he felt Kabuto come in him, the other's body sliding over him with ease and he rested against the desk heavily, strength giving way as that pleasure shot through him with more intensity than before, and he cried. Loudly. Needily.

Kabuto panted against Sai, relaxing on him. Doing this at school hadn't been the wisest idea (he was going to be tired for the rest of the day), but damn. It felt good. He grinned.

Sai relaxed his body on top of the desk, catching his breath, seemingly oblivious to the weight of Kabuto on top of him (it might not have been wise, but damned if it wasn't hot as all get out). He rested his forehead on the wood, feeling a little bubble of laughter threaten to let go. Oh Lord, stuff being tired, there was no way they were quiet during any of that and Orochimaru's class was right below them.

Kabuto ran his hand down Sai's side thoughtlessly, not really caring to move.

And then he realized.

"I do believe Orochimaru-sensei has class right now, below us," he said, amusedly.

That did it. That made him laugh, a small snort into the desk before lifting his head up. "Mmmhmm...Well, they just got an auditory lesson in Biology."

Kabuto snickered, starting to laugh with him. "Well, I hope they enjoyed it half as much as I did," he said.

"I don't know if that's possible," Sai replied dryly, just managing to turn himself onto his back underneath Kabuto, smirking.

"Mmm, probably not, no," he said. Kabuto smirked right back. "I wonder if Orochimaru-sensei heard you say my name that audibly. . . ."

Sai stopped for a moment (glancing away) before replying. "It's possible."

Kabuto kissed Sai suddenly, then. . . pulled away, and acted like nothing had happened.

"Well, it doesn't matter," said Kabuto, dryly. "He already wants to know who tops. . . really. . ."

Sai sunk into the kiss, but as soon as it started it was gone and he looked up at Kabuto.

"That's...disturbing."

"He's a disturbing man," said Kabuto. "Intelligent and cunning, but very disturbing."

Kabuto hesitated in thought for a moment, as if he was about to say something else. Instead, he closed his eyes, and kissed Sai again, tongue sliding past the other's lips and against Sai's tongue, gently.

Hmm?...mmm...

Sai's hand rested on Kabuto's side, tilting his head as he closed his eyes, pressing his tongue against Kabuto's in response (it was slow, it wasn't teasing this time...)

It was slow, Kabuto was actually just. . .kissing for the sake of kissing. Not that he would admit that to Sai, but he could admit it to himself. It was nice, and he--

No, no. No more thinking about it.

Sai did wonder a little about what the point of this kiss was, but he supposed he could leave that a mystery as he deepened the kiss a little, hand moving to rest on the small of Kabuto's back.

The point of this kiss was obviously to confuse the hell out of Sai. (So what if he confused himself in the process, as long as Sai was confused as well) Kabuto's hand rested against Sai's hip, thumb rubbing against skin in circles.

Sai let out a small whimper at the soft circles being traced onto his skin, running his fingers over Kabuto's spine as he nipped at his lower lip with his teeth for a small moment before lapping at the sensitive skin softly.

Kabuto let out a soft moan into the kiss, his fingers threading into Sai's hair when the phone in what should have been and empty classroom rang.

"Oh shit."

Sai looked over to the phone, groaning as the rings became incessant and loud. "Ughh..." He moved underneath the other as best he could, not bothering to hide his annoyance at the phone.

Kabuto was mildly pissed at the phone, and detangled himself from Sai. It kept ringing, and Kabuto glared at it as he pulled on his pants quickly. Hastily adding his shirt, Kabuto shook his head, and cheerfully answered the phone. There was only one teacher that he could think of who would have stayed on the phone this long. Or, well, there was only one teacher that he could imagine this to be.

"Yes, Orochimaru-sensei?"

My, my, my, aren't we psychic today? Orochimaru smirked at the other end of the school phone, in the staff room. "Ah, Kabuto-kun," (No surprise there) "You're in that room? I was wondering why it was all so loud upstairs, it was disturbing my class."

"I wouldn't have any idea what you are talking about, sensei," he said, keeping up the cheerfulness. "I was just on my way back from the bathroom, you see, and I heard this phone ringing, and in a classroom that was empty. . . I knew your class was below, so I assumed that it would be you calling. A disturbance? How upsetting."

Sai quirked a brow in amusement as he sat up, scanning the room for his clothes. He'd had trousers when he came in here...

Orochimaru made a small noise through the phone. "Rather. Well, so long as it remains quiet there..." (Lies, Kabuto...)

(What do you mean, lies? What are you going to do about them?)

"I hope it does, Orochimaru-sensei," said Kabuto. He watched Sai look for his pants, slightly amused. "Well, I won't keep you from your students, sensei. I know how difficult it is to teach the freshman anything."

"Indeed." The phone hung up abruptly.

Sai tugged on his trousers and walked to the other side of the classroom for his jacket and shirt. Why was he frustrated? He'd had things interrupted at more inappropriate times...

Kabuto hung up the phone, and started buttoning up his shirt, and started to look for his belt and jacket.

"Orochimaru's going to be a pain in the ass," said Kabuto. "Apparently, we disturbed his class."

"Shame," Sai drawled as he pulled on his shirt, nodding towards a little black pile (Kabuto's jacket). He let the trousers hang loose instead of pulling on the belt (they didn't actually fall, so it wasn't necessary to wear it).

"Thank you," said Kabuto, picking up his jacket, and putting it on. A quick trip to the bathroom, and he could look the part of the "model" student that he was again.

He picked up his bag, and looked at Sai for a moment.

"Well. . . it's only the freshmen."

"Exactly," Sai replied, picking up his own backpack and gesturing to the lube. He ran his hand through his hair (Okay so he was a mess, would anyone really care? They'd probably be more shocked that his uniform wasn't half cut off).

Kabuto handed the lube to Sai. He looked like a mess. A really ho--yes, a mess. Well. No one would really be surprised, he supposed. Still.

Tugging at the door handle, Sai jiggled it a bit to try and unlock it. He stepped back after he realised there was no point.

Kabuto pulled the key out of his pocket, and went to open the door. Passing by Sai, he resisted (for the moment) the urge to kiss him again (that kiss had been good, damn Orochimaru and his interrupting!), and simply unlocked the door. He didn't understand why he was so frustrated, if this was just about the sex (it was), he didn't see why he was upset over an interrupted kiss.

Kabuto turned to Sai. "I'll. . . see you later? I'm going to head to the bathroom."

"Mm...Yeah." Sai held the door open, glancing out at the corridor, holding still (holding back) for Kabuto to pass out ahead. "Bye."

Kabuto passed Sai, and headed down the hall towards the bathroom. He needed to wash his hands and fix his hair, and make himself presentable. Thank God he'd already had Orochimaru's class today; he was not looking forward to seeing the man tomorrow. Kabuto knew when he pushed Orochimaru too far, and he was pretty sure this time might have been a little much.

Skirting out a couple of moments after, Sai headed in the opposite direction. He hadn't yet had Orochimaru today. So long as Orochimaru didn't know that it was him with Kabuto (somehow Sai doubted that) he'd be alright...