Six years, that's how long I've been here, six long years. Training under Orochimaru-sama, being pushed past my limit, learning new techniques and meeting new people ... and killing those that stood in the way. Six years. All you neede to know of me is that my name is Sukie.
Currently I was watching Sasuke Uchiha take on a group of Orochimaru's experiments. It made me tingle; action, bones breaking, just fighting in general. It was thrilling and one of the only things that could get me to smile. I'm really not that sadistic but I do enjoy it. Sasuke saw me watching him and narrowed his eyes at me. It was no secret that we despised each other, still we were forced to work together. I think Orochimaru and Kabuto enjoyed watching us squirm. Seriously.
But in the end, our 'petty differences and childish bickering were of no concern' to Orochimaru, at least that's what he always says.
I straightened and snapped my head around at the sound of my name, "Yes Orochimaru?"
"Get out there with Sasuke."
He narrowed his eyes at me and furrowed his brow so I shut my mouth.
"Good. I'll be back for the two of you in the morning," he handed me a scroll, "complete the small task inside and ... don't kill each other, Sasuke's important to me."
I bowed and when I lifted my head he was gone already.
Just my luck. I jumped up into the branches of a nearby tree as Sasuke continued to fight.
He growled loudly, "Are you just going to watch or are you going to help me?"
"I think I'll watch, thanks."
"Read the scroll dumb ass!"
I hissed at him and opened the scroll. Great, we had to help each other and make it through the night together.
"Of course I did," he replied, "why do you think I've been in such a foul mood?"
"You're always in a foul mood, it's hard to tell," I said to myself.
"What was that?"
I rolled my eyes and jumped down, taking out two creatures that were coming up behind him. He was a bit surprised that I actually helped, hell I was too. We walked deeper into the forest, side by side. I was busying myself by picking dirt from under my nails with the tip of a kunai.
"Do you have to use a weapon for that?"
"Why do you care?"
I chunked the weapon down in front of him. He stepped back to keep from getting hit.
"What is your problem?" he growled at me.
I had had enough. After six years, this was coming to an end, "You! You're my problem. I've never done a damn thing to you. You started this! Why? Why do you ... hate me?"
He blinked, I guess he was rendered speechless. But then again I've been told my icy blue eyes could be quite intimidating when I was angry.
"I," he took a deep breath, "I don't like your kind of person. You're a heartless bitch."
"Excuse me!?" my eye twitched.
"You killed your entire family, how could you do such a cruel thing? You're ... you're just like him."
"Him?" I thought for a moment, "Oh, you mean your brother," I chuckled.
"What's so funny now?"
"Please, I'm nothing like Itachi. Besides, my family got what they deserved."
"How can you say that?"
"It's the truth. Just shut up about it Uchiha, you wouldn't understand."
"Then tell me."
"Like I would tell a selfish, immature brat like you."
We locked eyes for a moment before he swung out at me. I dodged and swung back at him. Every punch or kick he aimed at me, I blocked effortlessly.
"You know what I think?" I asked grabbing his wrist and pushing him to the side.
"What?" he replied through gritted teeth.
"I don't think you hate me because I remind you of your brother," I caught his oncoming fist and held it tightly, not letting him loose, "I think you hate me because I'm stronger than you."
He pushed me away from him while I just laughed. I hit the nail right on the head. He was jealous of my strength. He kept trying to attack me and I kept dodging with hardly any effort.
He was rearing back to hit so I went to side step him when his arm came around my waist blocking me and he slammed me against a tree.
I brought up my left fist and went to punch him but he tilted his head avoiding it. He caught my wrist and roughly turned me, the bark of the tree lightly scratching my face. He pressed himself against me, making sure I couldn't get out of his hold.
"Where's your strength now? I thought you were supposed to be stronger than me."
"Just let me go."
"No, you have to admit that I'm stronger."
I rolled my eyes, "Just because you pinned me doesn't make you stronger."
"Hmm," his breth tickled the back of my neck, "I'll just have to keep overpowering you until you change your mind."
His right hand slowly slid down my side and to the front. The strings on the front of my pants were pulled, undoing the tie it was in.
"What are you ..."
His hand slipped inside my pants. I tried pushing against him to make him let me go, but he in turn just pushed me harder against the tree.
"I was going to go a little easy on you, but now ..."
My eyes widened as his fingers traveled inside my panties.
"Sasuke, don't ..." I couldn't get out another word. His fingers caressed my clit, circling and massaging it teasingly. I shut my mouth and my eyes. This was not happening, no way. Why would he do something like this ... to me? I gasped as he stuck a finger inside rocking it in and out slowly.
"Come on Sukie, moan for me, let me know I have power over you."
He laughed seductively in my ear, "You can fight it all you want, but here," he added another finger, "tells me that you're enjoying it."
I can't ... I won't. my mouth fell open as he thrust his fingers faster. I wouldn't give in to him. He can't make me, his hands ... I won't let his hands make me. He let go of my hand that I tried to hit him with earlier. I grabbed onto the tree for support. His now free hand roamed to my chest. He moved some of the fabric of my shirt and pushed his hand inside squeezing my breast.
A cry started to find its way up my throat but I choked it back down. His callused fingers teased my nipple, pinching and tugging on it.
Oh god, I could feel it. I dug my nails into the tree, bark falling off as I tried to keep hold.
'Don't cry out, don't cry out, don't cry out. Don't give him the satisfaction.'
My knees buckled and trembling rippled through my body as my orgasm approached. I bit down on my lip as it came over me, I would not cry out. warm liquid trickled down my chin, blood. I guess I bit myself too hard.
"That didn't take long," he stated pulling his fingers from me.
I turned and shot him an evil look but it quickly disappeared. He stuck his fingers in his mouth then slowly pulled them out, smirking at me.
I was angry. I was turned on. I wanted to punch him but ... I wanted to kiss him.
"I'll give it to you, you have some pretty strong will power."
"How dare you?" I balled my fists.
He grabbed onto my waist, "Oh, calm down."
I raised my hand to hit him but he easily caught me, "Now, now, you don't want to make it worse do you?"
My mouth hung open in shock as he leaned forward, licking the blood from my face.
"I hope you have some will power on reserve."
He covered my mouth with his. He pulled on my hand and brought it inside his shirt, guiding it over his muscular chest. To be able to feel his skin, at this moment, it was almost heavenly. He was soft and smooth and ... my eyes widened as he put ond of his legs between mine. He wrapped my arms around him and then moved his hands to my pants. He started to slowly pull them down.
I protested with a grunt and tried to push on him. He pressed his lips harder on mine, shoving his tongue into my mouth. Why did he have to be a good kisser? Why did he have to taste so good?
With my pants and panties down around my thighs he brought his hand back between my legs. He placed a finger back inside me, wetting it. Then he removed it and ran it across my clit. I inhaled sharply as he applied more pressure.
He sucked on my bottom lip as he pulled away, "You're still sensitive, aren't you?" he continued to tease my body.
I looked away from him ans shut my eyes. He used his other hand to guide one of mine down to the front of his pants. My eyes shot open as I felt his cock standing firm. He rubbed my hand over it. Just by the feel of it I could tell he was big..
In a swift motion he yanked my pants down to the ground.
"Sasuke, you don't ... please don't ..."
He licked the side of my neck, nipping the flesh and then biting on my earlobe. But it was just a distraction while he removed his own pants.
"You know as well as I do, that if you really wanted me to stop, you could've gotten me to. You could easily get away from me and yet, you haven't."
He's playing with me. This is all just part of his plan to get me to give in and admit he's stronger than me. I'm not buying it.
His hand played at my warm and wanting opening. He moaned against my skion, "You're so wet Sukie, you're ready for me."
He moved to my side, pushing me down to my knees, and then with his hand at the back of my neck he pushed my head down towards the ground.
"Sasuke ... no ..."
He positioned himself and then thrust inside. I threw my head back, I wasn't ready for that. He brought himself close to me, using one hand to hold himself up, the other gently cradled the front of my neck.
"Careful, you almost slipped up," he kissed under my ear. I pulled my face away from him.
"Is it so hard to just admit that you want this?"
I didn't answer, I couldn't. The way he felt inside me was unbearable. If I opened my mouth, I'd lose it. I'd lose myself in this moment and tell him how wonderful he feels and to not stop.
"The more you act like you don't want it, the worse it's going to be. Just be honest with yourself and tell me you want it."
I did, I wanted this ... why did I have to let him win?
He slowly pulled himself most of the way out and then slammed back inside. I grunted clamping my hand over my mouth. He steadily pumped himself inside me going faster and harder. I could feel another orgasm approaching. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I just wanted to release freely. If I had to cave in, then I would.
I moaned as he thrust inside again, but he stopped when he heard me.
"Was that a ..."
"Are you finally going to admit it?"
I rested my forehead on the ground, my hands clenching at the grass beneath me, "You got me Sasuke, I give up. I give in to you."
"That's right," he caressed my breast, "you like this, right? You like me inside you."
I nodded, "I do," I panted, "you feel incredible."
"Listen to your body, tell me what it wants," he whispered.
"I don't want you to stop, please, don't stop."
He kissed my back and began rocking his hips again. It didn't take long after that. I was more relaxed now. I cried out and moaned his name loudly as I peaked. Sasuke pulled out a moment later, his semen spurting out onto my legs.
I was shaking, my body relieved and my pride hurt, deeply. I was embarassed. He touched my cheek but I looked away, swatting at his hand.
"Sukie, look at me."
"Why? Why do something like that? Why do that to me?!"
"Because ... I didn't know what else to do."
I shook my head, "What kind of reason is that?"
He moved closer to me and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him, "I've liked you for a long time, I've just been too stubborn and cowardly to admit it. You really are stronger than me. And I'm sorry ... if I hurt you just now."
What was he saying? Why couldn't he have just told me instead of acting like he despised me or playing with me like this?
"Stop being so rude to me then, okay?"
He pulled me to him and hugged me, I hesitated at first but I hugged him back, "If you would've told me then our first time could've been ..."
I looked up and he brushed some stry hair behind my ear, "I'll make it up to you."
He leaned down and kissed me softer than before. He gently pushed me to the ground, spreading my legs with his. I felt the tip of his still erect member push into me.
"I'll make everything up to you," he whispered as he slowly entered all the way.
"Nya ... uh ..."
When he did it slow like that, every inch of him felt better than the last. This time he took it slow, keeping a steady pace. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he came close to me, taking my lips with his. His tongue darted into my mouth kissing me sensually, sending the power of a thunder bolt into the pit of my being. I moaned into him, my hands tangling themselves in his hair.
He started to move faster, his breathing coming out heavier and quicker. He moved and buried his face in my neck. I didn't even mid the sweat that dripped off of his body, I loved it. His grunts echoed in my ear and his grip tightened on me.
"Oh Sasuke! I'm going to come!"
"I am too."
My back arched as he thrust again, both of us cried out in pleasure before he collapsed on top of me.
I held him tightly to me, "Oh Sasuke ..."
"I told you, I'd make it up to you, everything ... for as long as I can."