You've been talking to Deidara lately what do think of having sex with him?
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"Well... here's the thing."
"Deidara himself is a beautiful guy in my eyes, helps that him being a pretty blond with blue eyes, as that is one of the top key features of beauty in a partner. But it's his personality that I have an issue with. He's so disrespectful, critical, has this weird "elitist" point of view about art, has a bad temper, and he seems to not like me very much at all."
"I mean, I appreciate that he's rather casual and aloof when it comes to his flings which is something that I wouldn't mind, I would say yes if he would cool it with the attitude and we only just focused on screwing each other, but to be honest. We both don't really like each other that way and I feel like I would more likely to get frustrated with him to the point of giving up the idea of sex altogether, especially since he has never attempted to seduce me at all."
"Besides, I don't think that Sasori would appreciate me having sex with his partner when I should be working for him and doing my job."
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Kabuto is reporting into Sasori but as he walks into Sasori’s workshop, he walks into Sasori, out of Hiruko, and fucking Deidara who is bent over his desk, moaning and naked. Noticing Kabuto, Sasori pauses and looks at his spy, wiping a moist strand of red hair from his face.
“Oi, you’re early, too early,” He snaps at Kabuto. “In that case, you can help me with this.” This being Deidara.
Turning back, Sasori pulls out of the blonde, much to Deidara’s displeasure and walks over to Kabuto, pushing the silver-haired man towards his partner who is messy and dripping with several loads of the puppeteer’s cum. He ushers at Kabuto and taking the hint, Deidara falls to his knees in front of the medic and goes for his pants, liberating his flaccid cock. Then, he swallows it, deepthroating Kabuto into hardness while simultaneously pumping Sasori with one of his palmmouths, who was standing next to him.
“Don’t finish him, brat. Let him dump one in you,” Sasori commands his partner who instantly pulls his mouth off Kabuto’s erection with a wet pop, panting and red-faced. “Let’s see which one of us can get you up the duff, aye?”
Nodding, Deidara stands back up on shaking legs and leans back over Sasori’s desk, presenting his swollen, sticky entrance to Kabuto for fucking. Sasori encourages his little spy friend into entering the blonde bomber—and by “encouraging”, he means pushing him inside him. Then, while Kabuto was occupied with Deidara, Sasori grabs the lubricate off his desk. Standing behind Kabuto, Sasori yanks down the medic’s pants and inserts a lubricated finger inside him.
“Can’t let yous have all the fun, can I?” He grunts into Kabuto’s ear while fingering the other man.
Once he is positive that he is good and ready does he penetrate Kabuto, thrusting hard into him which causes him to buck into Deidara who moans and pushes back so Kabuto is impossibly deep.
“You still feel as good as that night,” Sasori hisses in Kabuto’s ear as he fucks him hard and fast, taking control of their threesome—and doesn’t stop until each man has been thoroughly fucked and filled with his seed.
Send my muse a wet dream and they will rate it on how they wake up: (still accepting, just take your time.)
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1. Discomfort/Disgusted
5. Had an orgasm in their sleep
He hated this. He hated everything about this dream. All of it.
He had no idea who this man was that was fucking Deidara, but by the identity fo their hair color and "those eyes" of theirs, it was obvious that it was Sasori... or at least his real body that he couldn't see clearly. His mind could only imagine what the rest of him looked like.
With all of his might, he wanted to leave and get out of this situation as quick as he could, but his body moved on it's own despite his audible protests to be excused and even promised to pretend that he didn't see the two "together". But it was of no use, his face grimaced at the sight of sweat drenched naked Deidara kneeling before him, despite that he was also slightly aroused by the allure of their blue eyes staring back up at him as they take him into his mouth.
He hated to admit that Deidara was quite beautiful in their own way despite that his beauty was ruined by his personality.
No matter how much he tried to repress his emotions to not get aroused by this, he still did and he even found himself gripping onto the blond's hair and pushing him more against his cock.
While his mind slowly loses itself to the warm feeling of pleasure all over his body, he couldn't even hear Sasori's voice and Deidara pulling away from him made him grit his teeth in frustration.
Sasori was in complete control of the both of them. He and Deidara were nothing more than his own puppets to be used for their depraved entertainment. And there was no way for Kabuto to escape like this.
Kabuto felt sick at the sight of Deidara and before he could have the chance to escape, he was forced inside of the blond and he could feel them squeezing around him so well. His face scrunches up as both hands grip tightly onto their hips till he leaves his own set of bruises among Sasori's. Before he could even pull out of Deidara, his body tensed at the intrusion of Sasori's lubed up finger inside of him and he felt his pants pulled and now fall to his ankles.
No!
His eyes shut tight as they swiftly thrusted inside of him while the teen in front of him pushes himself against Kabuto, making Kabuto let out a startled and erotic groan as his head hangs low, overwhelmed by the two using him for their own pleasure. Now with Sasori inside of him, there was no way that he wanted out of this despite his mixed feelings of this situation.
Even after Deidara was finished and exhausted from their twisted threesome, Kabuto could feel them sadistically and cruelly watching Sasori completely dominate and force himself onto Kabuto while letting out some mocking words to him, as Kabuto not only came several times reluctantly, but Sasori did too inside of Kabuto.
Over, and over, and over again...
Kabuto forces himself to wake up and without even realizing it, he immediately ran to the bathroom in his room to throw up the sour bile that was forming in his throat and gut after his heart felt like it was going to erupt from his chest. His pants and underwear were sticky and soaked from his own orgasms but that didn't matter to him since he felt disgusting and violated all over so he felt no pleasure from this.
Looking around the room and recognizing the walls of the hideout that didn't belong to the Akatsuki, he was so thankful that he was here. Safe and sound despite his body feeling the way it felt. He needed a serious bath, and some more sleep since he wanted to hopefully forget about the "dream" with another hopefully different dream.
Ever since that dream, Kabuto has been purposely letting himself get a few minutes late or he would arrive in time, but he would wait outside the hideout till he shows up exactly at the right time. And he's been avoiding getting close to Sasori's workshop. Perhaps for him, it would be best if he laid low till his body and his memory has recovered.
