FIC: Gift of Gifts
Title: Gift of Gifts
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: NC17?
Word Count: 421
Summary: He gives them himself, keeping what he really wants inside.
Gift of Gifts
For MK
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Pale lips wrapped tightly around the end of his cock. Sasuke didn’t know the man’s name- he never knew their names, never asked- but he thrust into his mouth anyway. Knowing who these men were would only complicate things anyway; Orochimaru was not in the habit of letting them live after they had serviced his future vessel. Sasuke chose to see it as his gift to condemned men. He gave them himself the night before they died; call it a last meal of sorts.
He tilted his head backwards, resting it against the dark wall behind his chair. Black bangs fell into his eyes but it made it easier for Sasuke to pretend when he had his eyes closed. Beneath his mind’s eye dark eyes turned blue, black hair burned a yellow that rivaled the sun, and sexual hunger became a strange sort of love for him. With his talented eyes closed to his visual senses, Sasuke could pretend he had someone else’s lips pressed against him. Someone else was panting out his name before he had the presence of mind to shove his cock back into their mouth to stifle the words.
Sasuke preferred brunettes. It was a fact anyone in the village could attest to should the question arise. It didn’t, Orochimaru would have killed anyone asking very many questions about his vessel, but that would be the answer given.
But no one could say why that would be so. And any who might have asked were killed by Sasuke himself. It wasn’t a question he wanted asked. He’d seen the look in Orochimaru’s eyes when his own had lingered too long over a blond passing him in the street. Any blond he brought to his bed now would only give the snake sannin something else to hold over Sasuke’s head when he didn’t quite surpass the older man’s expectations.
Besides, dark haired lovers- a joking term for his many men- made it easier to visualize what he really wanted to see:
Blond hair bunched between his fingertips; tanned skin flushed with exertion as he thrust into that constantly moving mouth, finally finding a way to silence the blond; blue eyes glazed over as Sasuke pressed first one finger and then another inside, preparing him for more.
He thrust into the man’s mouth again, enjoying the stimulation without enjoying it. Warm pressure around his most sensitive flesh always felt good, but he refused to give in to it. Besides it felt better to know he was above it all.