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Free Fiction Friday 14: Sleeping Arrangements Part Four (A Naruto Fanfiction)
Welcome to yet another http://www.freefictionfriday.com post! Today’s story is the fourth and final part of Sleeping Arrangements.
The previous parts can be found at the following links:
https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/10/24/free-fiction-friday-11-sleeping-arrangements-part-one-a-naruto-fanfiction/
https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/10/31/free-fiction-friday-12-sleeping-arrangements-part-two-a-naruto-fanfiction/
https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/11/07/free-fiction-friday-13-sleeping-arrangements-part-three-a-naruto-fanfiction/)
If you’d like to read this post (please heed the advisories, they’re important) and missed any of the last three week’s posts, make sure to get caught up!
Leaving the rest of the same intro text from before, feel free to scroll past if you’ve read it in a previous week. This story takes place in the same headcanon as the fanfic I posted during the first week (https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/08/01/free-fiction-friday-1-satin-and-senbon-a-naruto-fanfiction/). I wrote this in the world of the anime/manga Naruto several years ago, and it’s been one of my most well-received stories to date, despite some potentially controversial content (underage sex and large age difference between partners – more explanation below). This story features Haku (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Haku_(Naruto)) and Zabuza (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Zabuza_Momochi). It is ambiguous in the canon of the series whether the two are lovers, but I like to think they are. This piece contains no major plot spoilers for the series, beyond a bit of Haku’s backstory, and can be understood without knowing the series.
One thing you should know before reading this story is that Haku is not typical for a young teen. In addition to a past that made him grow up very fast out of necessity, he has lived as an adult for years by the main plot of this piece. His accepted role in life is to be Zabuza’s weapon, killing for Zabuza and anyone who employs them. He is old beyond his years, has seen much and done much. And he is the one to initiate sex with Zabuza in this story, and Zabuza does not take unfair advantage of him. I don’t write underage sex lightly, especially when one partner is much older, so I wanted to address this before the story itself. I will understand anyone skipping the next few weeks of my FFF posts if they prefer not to read a relationship between people with this big of an age gap and the younger being fourteen.
Now that’s out of the way…
Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.
ADVISORIES/CATEGORIES: consensual sex between a 14-year-old young man and 24-year-old man, discussion of puberty, explicit sexual content (oral and anal), somewhat D/s relationship (Master/weapon is the best way to describe their relationship), M/M, mentions of violence.
Potentially unfamiliar terms: shinobi is the word for ninjas in this universe.
I hope you enjoy the final part of Sleeping Arrangements! I’ve started it off with the last line of the previous post for context.
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“Enough,” Zabuza growled.
Haku released Zabuza’s cock from his mouth, and sat up, looking down at the older man quizzically. “Did I do something wrong?”
Zabuza answered by sitting up and kissing Haku greedily, his tongue thrusting into the younger man’s mouth. Haku returned the kiss eagerly, glad that he hadn’t made a mistake, and that Zabuza still wanted him.
“Want to fuck you,” Zabuza said when their lips parted. He looked into Haku’s eyes, checking for any signs of trepidation or distaste.
Haku merely nodded eagerly, and moved from between Zabuza’s legs to lie on his back. “Is this okay?”
“Perfect,” Zabuza said, running his hand down Haku’s stomach and giving Haku’s cock a light stroke.
Haku let out a small noise of pleasure, pushing his hips up in hopes of more touches, but the older man withdrew his hand. Zabuza reached over to the nightstand, pulled a small jar of salve from the drawer, and coated two fingers with the substance. “Spread your legs for me,” he said.
Haku complied, and Zabuza repositioned himself between the younger man’s legs. “This may feel strange, but it shouldn’t hurt,” he said.
Haku’s breath hitched when a cool finger circled his asshole, then pushed gently inside. The salve allowed Zabuza to ease the finger into Haku’s tight heat, and the older man slowly pushed his finger in and out. It did feel a bit strange to Haku, but when that finger crooked upward, hitting a bundle of nerves, Haku gasped in surprise at the pleasure, and Zabuza continued to stroke the sensitive spot.
“Like that, do you?” Zabuza asked with a grin. “Want more?”
“Yes… more… please,” Haku said breathily.
Zabuza added a second finger to the first, stretching Haku further. The fingers still felt somewhat alien, but Haku couldn’t deny that the pressure against his prostate was driving him wild, and making his cock even harder.
“Need you,” Haku said. “Fu-fuck me? Please?”
Zabuza laughed when Haku stumbled over the profanity, and kissed him. “Not yet, Haku. Need you nice and ready for me.” He used his free hand to stroke Haku’s erection as he continued to stretch him.
Just as Haku was about to warn Zabuza that he would come from this alone if the older man didn’t stop, Zabuza’s hands left him. Haku watched through lust-glazed eyes as Zabuza slicked his cock with salve and positioned himself at Haku’s entrance.
One more look between them, no words needed, and Zabuza slowly pushed himself into Haku’s willing body. Haku gasped. Zabuza’s fingers were nothing compared to this sensation of being so utterly filled, both stretched wide and filled deep. Haku looked up at Zabuza with pleading eyes, wanting the older man to move.
Zabuza got the signal, and pulled out slightly before reburying himself to the hilt. Haku groaned, and grabbed Zabuza’s shoulders, painted nails sinking into flesh, making crescent shaped marks.
Realizing that he might have hurt Zabuza, Haku let go and muttered a quick “sorry”.
“It’s okay, you can hold on,” Zabuza said with a laugh, and continued thrusting, taking his own pleasure from the young man beneath him. “You feel so good.”
Haku moaned with pleasure, both from the compliment and from the rubbing of Zabuza’s cock against his sensitive prostate. He threw his arms around Zabuza’s broad back, barely noticing the sounds that escaped his throat as Zabuza pounded into him. He was trapped in simply feeling Zabuza inside of him, on top of him, thrusting and making his own noises of pleasure. Haku couldn’t have guessed how long it was before he was nearing his breaking point.
“Ahhh… so good… so close…. love you…” Haku babbled, waves of pleasure coursing through his body.
“Come for me,” Zabuza growled.
Within moments, Haku did, letting out an “ohhh!” as he reached his peak and came in spurts between their bodies.
It only took Zabuza a few more thrusts before he was driven over the edge, and he bit down hard on Haku’s shoulder as he came deep inside of his lover.
Haku let out a small whimper at the pain of the bite, but he relished it all the same. He hugged Zabuza even tighter to him, wanting to be as close as possible.
They lay there for a while, breathing ragged. Zabuza pulled out and rolled onto his side, gathering the younger man up in his arms and petting his hair and back. Haku sighed happily and nuzzled Zabuza’s neck.
“Did you mean what you said?” Zabuza asked after a few minutes, when they had come down from their orgasms.
“Hmmm?” Haku asked, not sure at first Zabuza meant. Then it dawned on him – Zabuza could only be referring to one thing. Haku had said that he loved the older man. He pulled back slightly so that he could look into Zabuza’s eyes.
“Yes, I meant it. I… I love you, Zabuza,” Haku said, looking up at Zabuza adoringly.
“Good,” Zabuza replied with a smile, kissing Haku on the forehead.
And Haku somehow knew that the single word meant that Zabuza loved him too, in his own way.
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And, we’ll leave the two of them there. I truly hope you enjoyed this story, and I welcome comments!
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Free Fiction Friday 13: Sleeping Arrangements Part Three (A Naruto Fanfiction)
Welcome to this week’s post for http://www.freefictionfriday.com! Today’s story is part three of four, and is a continuation of
https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/10/24/free-fiction-friday-11-sleeping-arrangements-part-one-a-naruto-fanfiction/ and
https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/10/31/free-fiction-friday-12-sleeping-arrangements-part-two-a-naruto-fanfiction/
So if you want to read it (please heed the advisories) and missed last week, or the week before, start at the appropriate part! This section is a bit shorter than the previous ones.
It takes place in the same headcanon as the fanfic I posted during the first week (https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/08/01/free-fiction-friday-1-satin-and-senbon-a-naruto-fanfiction/). I wrote this in the world of the anime/manga Naruto several years ago, and it’s been one of my most well-received stories to date, despite some potentially controversial content (underage sex and large age difference between partners – more explanation below). This story features Haku (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Haku_(Naruto)) and Zabuza (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Zabuza_Momochi). It is ambiguous in the canon of the series whether the two are lovers, but I like to think they are. This piece contains no major plot spoilers for the series, beyond a bit of Haku’s backstory, and can be understood without knowing the series.
One thing you should know before reading this story is that Haku is not typical for a young teen. In addition to a past that made him grow up very fast out of necessity, he has lived as an adult for years by the main plot of this piece. His accepted role in life is to be Zabuza’s weapon, killing for Zabuza and anyone who employs them. He is old beyond his years, has seen much and done much. And he is the one to initiate sex with Zabuza in this story, and Zabuza does not take unfair advantage of him. I don’t write underage sex lightly, especially when one partner is much older, so I wanted to address this before the story itself. I will understand anyone skipping the next few weeks of my FFF posts if they prefer not to read a relationship between people with this big of an age gap and the younger being fourteen.
Now that’s out of the way…
Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.
ADVISORIES/CATEGORIES: consensual sex between a 14-year-old young man and 24-year-old man, discussion of puberty, explicit sexual content (oral and anal), somewhat D/s relationship (Master/weapon is the best way to describe their relationship), M/M, mentions of violence.
Potentially unfamiliar terms: shinobi is the word for ninjas in this universe.
I hope you enjoy part three of Sleeping Arrangements! This is technically the first part of chapter 2 of 2, so I won’t start with anything from last week, but just get into the new part.
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Haku awoke to find himself enveloped in warmth. This was nothing new, as he and Zabuza had slept together for years. There were several key differences this morning, though. For one, Haku wasn’t wearing the pants that he usually slept in. More importantly, this was the morning after the first time that he and Zabuza had been intimate. Haku smiled at the memory and snuggled closer into Zabuza’s chest. He felt a hand stroking his hair and realized that his lover was awake.
“Good morning,” Haku murmured, and leaned up to kiss Zabuza on the cheek.
Zabuza turned to face Haku and pressed a brief kiss to the younger man’s lips. “Good morning. Did you sleep well?”
“Better than any other time I can remember,” Haku said with a laugh.
“Good. Then I take it you don’t regret last night?” Zabuza asked, looking straight into Haku’s eyes.
Haku’s face grew serious. “I don’t regret it at all. I wanted it, wanted you. And I still want to experience more with you.”
“Good. Because you’re mine.” Zabuza kissed the teen fiercely, possessively.
Haku wondered exactly what Zabuza meant by “mine” at this moment. “My weapon”, “my lover”, or both? He pushed this question aside, allowing himself to get lost in the kiss.
When they broke apart, Zabuza said, “Give me a minute,” then left the bed and headed to the bathroom.
Haku closed his eyes, relaxing in the empty bed, until Zabuza returned, then the younger man took his own turn using the bathroom. When Haku came back to the bedroom, Zabuza was lying nude in the bed facing him, cock half erect, and the sheets were pushed aside. Haku took a moment to admire Zabuza’s muscular form, and felt himself begin to harden before getting back into bed. He lay beside Zabuza, looking into the older man’s eyes, not sure how to express his desires, which were still not fully formed in his mind.
“What do you want, Haku?” Zabuza asked, running his hand over Haku’s side and letting it rest on a hipbone.
After pondering a moment, Haku admitted, “I want to do for you what you did for me last night.”
“Remember what I said then? You have to be able to say what you mean if you want to do it.”
Haku blushed. “I want to suck your cock,” he said, feeling as though the words sounded odd coming from his mouth.
Zabuza didn’t seem to think so though, because he smirked and said, “I’d like that.” He rolled onto his back and spread his legs a bit so that the younger man would have easy access.
Haku followed Zabuza’s lead and knelt between his lover’s legs. He looked down at Zabuza’s now fully erect cock and licked his lips. He wasn’t sure that something that long would fit all the way into his mouth, but he would try his best to please Zabuza. He looked up at Zabuza for guidance, and the two pairs of brown eyes met.
“Go ahead,” Zabuza said huskily.
Haku leaned over and wrapped his lips around Zabuza’s cock, swirling his tongue around the head, remembering what had felt good to him the night before. He lowered his head, sucking a bit more of Zabuza’s length into his mouth, and licking the shaft as he went.
Zabuza let out a hum of pleasure, and his fingers tangled in Haku’s hair, tugging gently. “Good boy,” the older man said with a groan.
Haku moaned around Zabuza’s erection, discovering that he liked it when his hair was pulled. His own cock was already leaking precome and aching to be touched, but he was doing his best to concentrate on the task at hand. He continued to suck and lick, finding a rhythm of bobbing his head, sucking on the way up, and licking over the cockhead before sinking down again. After not much time, his jaw began to get tired, and he had trouble keeping up the pace.
“Enough,” Zabuza growled.
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And I’m leaving you there because I’m eeeevil. *cackles gleefully* Seriously, though, there’s one more part and I’ll post it next week. I hope you enjoyed the story so far! Please leave a comment to tell me what you think!
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Free Fiction Friday 12: Sleeping Arrangements Part Two (A Naruto Fanfiction)
Welcome to this week’s post for http://www.freefictionfriday.com! Today’s story is part two of three or four, and is a continuation of https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/10/24/free-fiction-friday-11-sleeping-arrangements-part-one-a-naruto-fanfiction/. So if you want to read it (please heed the advisories) and missed last week, start there!
It takes place in the same headcanon as the fanfic I posted during the first week (https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/08/01/free-fiction-friday-1-satin-and-senbon-a-naruto-fanfiction/). I wrote this in the world of the anime/manga Naruto several years ago, and it’s been one of my most well-received stories to date, despite some potentially controversial content (underage sex and large age difference between partners – more explanation below). This story features Haku (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Haku_(Naruto)) and Zabuza (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Zabuza_Momochi). It is ambiguous in the canon of the series whether the two are lovers, but I like to think they are. This piece contains no major plot spoilers for the series, beyond a bit of Haku’s backstory, and can be understood without knowing the series.
One thing you should know before reading this story is that Haku is not typical for a young teen. In addition to a past that made him grow up very fast out of necessity, he has lived as an adult for years by the main plot of this piece. His accepted role in life is to be Zabuza’s weapon, killing for Zabuza and anyone who employs them. He is old beyond his years, has seen much and done much. And he is the one to initiate sex with Zabuza in this story, and Zabuza does not take unfair advantage of him. I don’t write underage sex lightly, especially when one partner is much older, so I wanted to address this before the story itself. I will understand anyone skipping the next few weeks of my FFF posts if they prefer not to read a relationship between people with this big of an age gap and the younger being fourteen.
Now that’s out of the way…
Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.
ADVISORIES/CATEGORIES: consensual sex between a 14-year-old young man and 24-year-old man, discussion of puberty, explicit sexual content (oral and anal), somewhat D/s relationship (Master/weapon is the best way to describe their relationship), M/M, mentions of violence.
Potentially unfamiliar terms: shinobi is the word for ninjas in this universe.
I hope you enjoy part two of Sleeping Arrangements! I started it out with the last bit of the previous part to jog people’s memory if they don’t want to reread the whole previous part but want to get back in the zone.
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“I’m not going to do anything if you can’t even say it, Haku,” Zabuza said, his voice serious.
Taking a deep breath, Haku steeled his nerves. “Do you want to have sex? With me?”
“That’s more like it,” Zabuza said, and rewarded Haku with another pet to his hair. “Yes, I do… but only if you’re sure this is what you really want. You’re only fourteen. And I’m…”
“I may be young but I’ve been your weapon for years. I’m grown up enough,” Haku said, suddenly all seriousness himself. “I want you.”
“That’s all I needed to hear,” Zabuza said with a low growl, and leaned over to kiss Haku. It was gentle and soft and everything that Haku could have hoped for. Zabuza led the kiss, licking at Haku’s lips, his tongue requesting entrance. Haku got the signal and opened his mouth, letting the older man’s tongue twine with his own. Zabuza sucked on Haku’s tongue, drawing a moan from the young man. Haku reached out to grip Zabuza’s arm as he kissed back with as much passion as he could, and Zabuza ran his hand down Haku’s side. Both were naked from the waist up, and their chests were touching.
Haku was fully aroused in no time, and he gasped when he felt something hard and hot pressing against his leg. It seemed that Zabuza was just as hard as he was. Haku tentatively reached down under the covers, and palmed Zabuza’s erection, which was only covered by a pair of pajama pants. The older man let out a pleased hum at the touch, and pushed his groin into Haku’s hand. He broke off the kiss, and lightly nipped at Haku’s neck and collarbone, his hand joining Haku’s under the blankets to stroke the teen’s cock through his pants. Haku whimpered at the feeling of being touched by a hand other than his own, and the pleasant sensations from the mouth on him left him aching for more.
“Please, Zabuza… more?” he asked, wanting Zabuza’s strong hands, thin lips, and hot tongue all over his body.
Zabuza nodded. “Lay on your back,” he said huskily.
Haku complied, and Zabuza threw the covers aside, exposing them both to the cool air of the room. He straddled Haku’s legs and kissed him once more, before turning his attention to the young man’s nipples. He licked one while gently pinching the other, drawing a moan from Haku that made Haku throw his hand over his mouth.
Stopping for a moment and chuckling, Zabuza gently pulled Haku’s hand away from his mouth. “It’s all right. I want to hear you.” Without waiting for any reply, he returned to Haku’s nipples, less gentle now.
Haku moaned even louder as Zabuza pinched one nipple harder, rolling it between his fingers, and sucking and nipping at the other. He had never known that there was such a deep connection between his nipples and his cock, but what the older man was doing had made him harder than he thought was possible.
Zabuza must have noticed this, because he released Haku’s nipples and started kissing his way down the pale, flat stomach. When he reached the hem of Haku’s pants, he paused, and looked into the teen’s eyes.
“Please,” Haku whispered, almost desperately.
And that was all it took. Zabuza got off Haku and rid him of his pants, then gently pushed Haku’s legs open. Haku wondered why Zabuza didn’t take off his own pants, but all coherent thought flew out the window when Haku watched Zabuza surround Haku’s cock with his mouth. A needy whimper escaped Haku’s throat when Zabuza sucked at the sensitive tip, and Haku grabbed at Zabuza’s hair, just to have something to hold on to, to ground him to reality. Zabuza seemed to like it, as he groaned around Haku’s cock, which sent a shudder through Haku’s body.
Gripping one of Haku’s hipbones with one hand, Zabuza put more power into his suction, and alternated between taking Haku’s full length into his throat and flicking his tongue over the head. Within minutes, Haku’s breathing was ragged and he knew that he was reaching his peak.
“Soon… going to come…” Haku said breathlessly in warning, fingers still clenching Zabuza’s hair.
A few more flicks of Zabuza’s tongue at the sensitive underside of the head proved to be Haku’s undoing. He cried out as his orgasm tore through him and his release filled Zabuza’s mouth. The older man swallowed quickly, then released Haku’s cock from his mouth, and returned to Haku’s side to lie beside the panting teen. Zabuza gently rolled Haku onto his side so that they were once more chest to chest, and he pressed a soft kiss to Haku’s lips, then stroked his hair and back. Haku let out a happy sound that was almost a purr.
“Did you like that?”
Haku giggled. “Yes… was amazing.” He let himself bask in the afterglow and the comfort of being wrapped in Zabuza’s warmth.
He was just starting to drift off to sleep when he realized that he hadn’t done anything to take care of Zabuza’s erection. “Wait… what about you?”
Zabuza chuckled for the third time that night. “Don’t worry. We’ll take care of me next time. For now, just enjoy how you’re feeling, and let’s go to sleep.” He kissed Haku’s temple.
Haku sighed happily and snuggled even closer to Zabuza. There were three words that he wanted to say, but wasn’t sure what the response would be… and he was so very sleepy. So he contented himself with the fact that Zabuza had been so wonderfully tender, and hoped in his heart that this meant that Zabuza loved him. Looking forward to the morning, when he hoped to pay back his companion in kind, Haku drifted off to sleep in Zabuza’s arms.
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There is more to come of these two, next week. I hope you enjoyed the story so far! Please leave a comment to tell me what you think!
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Book Release: Healing, Pandemus Chronicles Book 2 by Grace R. Duncan
Today I’m hosting Grace R. Duncan for her upcoming release, Healing, which is the second story in her post-pandemic world! I really love this piece, and had the privilege of beta reading early drafts. Read on for the blurb, an excerpt, and a Rafflecopter giveaway! Make sure to click the Rafflecopter link for the giveaway, as just leaving a comment alone doesn’t enter you into it!
In a world that’s gone to hell, will you let old fears keep you from the chance at more than just survival?
Blurb:
When Duncan stumbles into a pharmacy in search of something to fix his broken leg, he’s surprised to find someone else there. Like the rest of the post-pandemic world, it appeared empty. Instead, he discovers Mark, a former nurse who walked away from his profession after losing too many patients to the virus. Despite swearing he’d never practice medicine again, Mark patches Duncan up over Duncan’s protests. He even finds an abandoned house in the tiny town, and they settle in until Duncan heals enough to look out for himself. Much to the chagrin of both, they find themselves caring for each other.
Duncan welcomes it, thrilled at finding someone he can trust. However, he’s well aware of the shadows in Mark’s eyes and understands Mark’s reticence as he learns the story. But as he’s starting to do things for himself again, Duncan realizes he doesn’t want Mark to leave. He’s not sure if can get Mark to let go of his fears so they can stay together and love. But Duncan’s damned sure going to try.
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Excerpt:
He should have known better. Under normal circumstances, it was a stupid move, but right here, right now, “stupid” didn’t begin to cover it.
Duncan glared at his leg for another moment, then leaned his head back against the wall. He needed to keep moving. It hurt like hell, but he had to keep going. It wasn’t going to get better on its own. The gash needed to be cleaned and bandaged, and even if the break wasn’t bad, it should at least be braced. And it wasn’t like he could call an ambulance. Or even go into an emergency room.
Well, he supposed he could go into an emergency room, if he was in the city. But like a lot of other people, he avoided the cities whenever possible. And when it wasn’t, he stayed as far on the edge as he could. But even there, it was a dangerous risk. As corrupt as the cities were now, the price of anything was higher than most could pay. He’d heard rumors that, in some of the worst cities, people simply got shot if they couldn’t pay what the thugs in power wanted. It was all rumor, but rumor he wasn’t about to ignore.
So he did his damnedest to stay away.
He’d been stupid to jump off the ledge. Even at only a couple of feet higher than he was tall, the risk hadn’t been worth it. He’d have thought, after nearly three years, he’d learned how to be more careful and not take those kinds of risks. It wasn’t the first time he’d fallen and hurt himself—though, thankfully, the last one hadn’t involved a broken bone. Maybe it should have; he might have learned his lesson then.
“Really fucking stupid, Dun.”
Duncan steeled himself and pulled to his feet, grimacing when the sharp pain shot up his ankle and through his leg. “Fuck,” he muttered, breathing hard through his nose. When he finally focused past the pain, he looked up and noted the position of the sun, the only real indication he had for the time, and figured he had another good hour or two of light. If he was right about where he was, he wouldn’t need all of it. He tucked the stick he’d found under his arm, grimaced when it dug into the soft flesh, but then leaned on it and hobbled along again.
Grace’s Bio:
Grace Duncan grew up with a wild imagination. She told stories from an early age – many of which got her into trouble. Eventually, she learned to channel that imagination into less troublesome areas, including fanfiction, which is what has led her to writing male/male erotica.
A gypsy in her own right, Grace has lived all over the United States. She has currently set up camp in East Texas with her husband and children – both the human and furry kind.
As one of those rare creatures who loves research, Grace can get lost for hours on the internet, reading up on any number of strange and different topics. She can also be found writing fanfiction, reading fantasy, crime, suspense, romance and other erotica or even dabbling in art.
Grace’s website: http://www.grace-duncan.com
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Twitter: @GraceRDuncan
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Free Fiction Friday 11: Sleeping Arrangements Part One (A Naruto Fanfiction)
Welcome to this week’s post for http://www.freefictionfriday.com! Today’s story is part one of three or four, and takes place in the same headcanon as the fanfic I posted during the first week (https://saratestarossa.wordpress.com/2014/08/01/free-fiction-friday-1-satin-and-senbon-a-naruto-fanfiction/). I wrote this in the world of the anime/manga Naruto several years ago, and it’s been one of my most well-received stories to date, despite some potentially controversial content (underage sex and large age difference between partners – more explanation below). This story features Haku (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Haku_(Naruto)) and Zabuza (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Zabuza_Momochi). It is ambiguous in the canon of the series whether the two are lovers, but I like to think they are. This piece contains no major plot spoilers for the series, beyond a bit of Haku’s backstory, and can be understood without knowing the series.
One thing you should know before reading this story is that Haku is not typical for a young teen. In addition to a past that made him grow up very fast out of necessity, he has lived as an adult for years by the main plot of this piece. His accepted role in life is to be Zabuza’s weapon, killing for Zabuza and anyone who employs them. He is old beyond his years, has seen much and done much. And he is the one to initiate sex with Zabuza in this story, and Zabuza does not take unfair advantage of him. I don’t write underage sex lightly, especially when one partner is much older, so I wanted to address this before the story itself. I will understand anyone skipping the next few weeks of my FFF posts if they prefer not to read a relationship between people with this big of an age gap and the younger being fourteen.
Now that’s out of the way…
Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.
ADVISORIES/CATEGORIES: consensual sex between a 14-year-old young man and 24-year-old man, discussion of puberty, explicit sexual content (oral and anal), somewhat D/s relationship (Master/weapon is the best way to describe their relationship), M/M, mentions of violence.
Potentially unfamiliar terms: shinobi is the word for ninjas in this universe.
I hope you enjoy the first part of Sleeping Arrangements!
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Haku and Zabuza had shared a bed for almost as long as they had traveled together.
Zabuza had discovered early on that it was the best way to go about making sure that his weapon and companion was of sound mind. Haku was tormented by frequent nightmares of his past; he dreamed of his father murdering his mother, then himself having to kill the men who were set upon killing him, including his own father. He tossed and turned in the middle of the night, whimpering, then woke up in a cold sweat and crying, upset not just from the dreams but also by the fact that he was weak. He wanted to be strong for Zabuza, to be the perfect weapon… but the memories of his troubled past were still fresh in his mind.
So after a few nights of being awakened by Haku’s sobs, Zabuza invited the boy to crawl into bed with him just before they went to sleep. Haku timidly joined Zabuza under the covers, and found himself wrapped in a strong arm and pulled closer so that he could snuggle up against the broad chest. That night, they both slept soundly.
From then on, that was the status quo. It saved them money when they had to pay to rent rooms, and made it easier for people to house them when they were hired. People probably thought the worst – that Zabuza was taking advantage of Haku – but this was not the case. Their sleeping arrangements were logical, and neither of them found it odd to take comfort in falling asleep and waking up nestled against another warm body. This went on for years.
And then sometime during Haku’s thirteenth year of life, things changed. His first wet dream blindsided him, and he was more than a little embarrassed when he woke to find the mess on his underwear and the sheets. He apologized to Zabuza, who merely laughed, stroked his hair affectionately, and gave Haku “the talk” about puberty. Haku listened quietly to the discussions of physical changes and hygiene. His interest was piqued when Zabuza hesitated when talking about the intricacies of sex. Not only did the older man talk about sex between a man and a woman, but also between two men.
The concept of homosexuality did not seem odd to Haku for some reason. When he mulled it over later, he realized that his appreciation of his companion’s body might be more than just recognition of the older man’s strength and fitness as a shinobi. He had found himself glancing at Zabuza more often lately, practically staring at him, especially when Zabuza was not fully clothed. He didn’t tend to look at others in this way, but his main focus on life was on Zabuza after all. And now his newly awakening sexuality drew him even closer to the man in his thoughts, if not his actions.
A few months after his first wet dream, after he had turned fourteen, Haku could hold back his feelings for Zabuza no longer. He had come to terms with the fact that he was in love with Zabuza, and wanted him badly. So one night, when they got into bed, instead of just snuggling into his companion’s bare chest, Haku changed the routine. He pressed timid kisses to Zabuza’s cheek, jawline, and neck. He traced his fingers over Zabuza’s toned chest, then let his hands rest over the older man’s strongly beating heart. He didn’t really know what he was doing, he just wanted to make the older man feel good, and for his feelings and touches to be returned.
“Haku,” Zabuza said in a low rumble, “Stop.”
Hurt, Haku drew back. “I’m sorry, Zabuza… I just…” he didn’t know what to say, and was afraid that he had made a horrible mistake.
Zabuza turned to face him, and cupped the teen’s cheek in his hand. “Don’t apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong. But do you even realize what you’re doing?”
Haku gulped. “Yes? Maybe? I don’t know.” He buried his head in Zabuza’s chest, embarrassed. He was Zabuza’s weapon, why did he think that a man nearly twice his age would return his affections? Granted, the man had always been kind to him, in his own way, but he had never made any sexual advances. Haku felt foolish.
Letting out a rare laugh, Zabuza stroked Haku’s long hair. “It’s okay. I just don’t want you to do anything you’d regret, and if you kept doing what you were doing, I don’t think I could resist you.”
Haku’s head shot back up, and he looked into Zabuza’s eyes. “You mean… you want to?”
“Want to what?”
Haku had a feeling that Zabuza knew exactly what Haku meant. “Um… you know…” he trailed off, unable to say the words.
“I’m not going to do anything if you can’t even say it, Haku,” Zabuza said, his voice serious.
Taking a deep breath, Haku steeled his nerves. “Do you want to have sex? With me?”
“That’s more like it,” Zabuza said, and rewarded Haku with another pet to his hair. “Yes, I do… but only if you’re sure this is what you really want. You’re only fourteen. And I’m…”
“I may be young but I’ve been your weapon for years. I’m grown up enough,” Haku said, suddenly all seriousness himself. “I want you.”
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And, because I’m a tease, I’ll leave off there for this week. I hope you enjoyed the story so far! There is a more to come over the next few weeks. Please leave a comment to tell me what you think!
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Romance Among the Stars: Guest post and excerpt from “An Endless Sea of Stars” by Jamie Lynn Miller
Please welcome Jamie Lynn Miller to the blog today! She’s talking about her new m/m sci-fi release, An Endless Sea of Stars and her relationship with science fiction. There’s an excerpt from the novella, too, and all the info you need on where to get your own copy and follow Jamie online. Check it out!
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Romance Among the Stars
Many thanks to Sara for having me here today to talk about my new novella, An Endless Sea of Stars. I’ve been a sci-fi fan since 1977, the year that a little film called Star Wars hit the movie screens. I was only six years old back then. While my friends wanted to go see Bambi I was begging my dad to take me to Star Wars. My mother thought I was nuts and refused to go, saying my dad was just wasting his money because I wouldn’t understand the movie. Seven days later and seven consecutive trips to the movies with my dad and she had to admit she’d made a mistake. 🙂
To this day Star Wars remains a big part of my life. My home is filled with about a thousand pieces of memorabilia and photos of myself with many of the actors. I also love shows like the original Battlestar Galactica, Stargate SG-1, Firefly, Buck Rogers, Babylon 5, Fringe, Doctor Who and Alien Nation. I also read sci-fi novels voraciously.
So why it’s taken me to this day to write my first m/m sci-fi novella I have no idea! LOL! But inspiration finally hit and An Endless Sea of Stars was born.
This is Book One of the Genesis Project series, which follows the lives of a test pilot and an engineer as Earth strives to build a starship that will take them beyond the Milky Way and into deep space. My friend Gina calls the book a “futuristic romance” and I love that description. While it has sci-fi elements to it, the story takes place entirely on Earth with its focus on the love story between Toby and Cade.
I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!
BLURB:
The year is 2121. While Earth has conquered exploration of the Milky Way, we have yet to develop an interstellar engine to take us beyond our own galaxy. Thus the Intergalactic Exploration Alliance and the Gemini Project were formed.
Lieutenant Tobias Dekker is fresh out of the IEA academy and determined to be assigned to the Gemini engineering team. Putting career above all else. He knows from experience that relationships have no place in the Alliance. Commander Caden Flynn is equally determined to see the Gemini prototype take flight to uncharted space. The engine is his late father’s design and he wants nothing more than to be the test pilot that breaks the next light speed barrier.
Two men dreaming of a sea of stars find that it’s instead an ocean here on Earth that brings them together. Can Cade convince Toby to open up his heart and take a chance on love and explore the universe with him, side by side?
EXCERPT:
Toby rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. “Anyone ever tell you you’re a smartass?”
At that Cade finally let loose with his suppressed laughter. “I had you going there, though, didn’t I?” he smirked.
Toby waved his hand in dismissal. “Yeah, yeah. I’ll have you know that’s never happened to me before. I would’ve gotten us outta there. I just needed another minute…or two,” he finished with an embarrassed grin.
“You know, I really should report this to Hank,” Cade quipped as he finished removing his wetsuit. “But!” he held up his hand before Toby could say anything. “We can forget about the entire thing if…” he trailed off for a second and rummaged in his duffle bag, pulling out a bottle of Kentucky bourbon and showing it to Toby. “…you have a drink with me.” He shrugged one of his shoulders. “Since I couldn’t get you to a bar with me I thought I’d bring the bar to you.”
Toby paused. Alone, in the dark, sharing a few drinks. This wasn’t a good idea. He should politely decline and say they needed to start heading back. But his mouth was apparently not listening to his brain, because before he could stop himself…
“Deal.”
A very pleased smile crossed Cade’s face and he reached over and squeezed Toby’s bare shoulder before turning back to the duffel bag and producing two plastic cups. A few minutes later they had donned their t-shirts and shorts and were relaxing on the bow, sitting close enough that their shoulders were almost touching. The clouds had dissipated, revealing millions of stars twinkling in the clear sky and a full moon reflecting on the water.
Cade took a swallow of bourbon and turned his head toward Toby. “I can’t get over what an amazing feeling it was, being down in those caves tonight.”
Toby took a drink as well. “Been through those caves ‘bout a hundred times. But like I said earlier, there’s something different every time. It never gets boring.”
Cade looked up toward the sky. “It’s like being out in the stars. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of it.”
Toby couldn’t help his wistful, and envious, sigh. “Closest I’m probably ever gonna get to the stars is in one of the flight simulators.”
“From what I hear you’ve made some fabulous improvements to those simulators,” Cade said. “I wish I’d had you building and programming them when I was in flight school.”
Toby turned to look at him. “How did you know I was on the simulator team?”
Cade shrugged, took another drink. “After we met I took the liberty of looking into your Academy history.” He grinned. “I was curious as to who was going to be teaching me.” Cade shifted so that he was turned more fully toward Toby. “And I was damn impressed at what I read. You need to stop selling yourself short when it comes to your dream of working on the Gemini project. You’re in the top two percent of your class, Toby. Alliance Command is not going to overlook that when they hand out assignments next month.”
Toby shook his head. “Don’t you think they’d want someone older, more experienced, working on something as monumentally important as Earth’s first hyperdrive engine?”
“Just because you haven’t been in space doesn’t mean you’re not qualified to work on a starship engine. It’s about technical expertise, not flight time.”
Toby now turned to face Cade, a tinge of excitement in his voice. “Tell me about that. What’s it like up there? I’ve gotta admit that as much as I want to experience it for myself, it makes me kinda nervous, too.”
“It’s a lot like scuba diving, actually,” Cade began, then tipped his head up toward the sky, his voice gone quiet. “Surrounded by an endless sea of stars instead of water. It’s beautiful. And so serene. But there’s so much more out there to explore than in just our galaxy.”
Toby couldn’t help but smile at the passion and wonder in Cade’s voice. “You said we’re close to breaking barrier three?”
Cade nodded and finished off his drink, poured himself another and topped off Toby’s. “The engine tests we’ve been running are really promising. Captain Hoffman’s team is burning the midnight oil.”
“From what you told me last month it sounds like you are, too.”
Cade blew out a breath. “You know how badly you want in the Gemini program? That’s how badly I want to pilot that next barrier flight. It’s going to come down to myself, Logan Ramsey, Kenji Tran or Padma Singh. And they’re all damn good test pilots.”
“Well let me give you some sage advice that a friend of mine gave me,” Toby said with a grin. “Don’t sell yourself short.”
Cade gave him a look. “Now who’s the smartass?”
Toby just laughed and knocked his cup against Cade’s. He settled back to look up at the stars, and Cade did the same. They let the quiet of the open ocean surround them for several minutes, nothing but the sound of gentle waves against the hull.
“Does this place have a name?” Cade asked quietly.
“Not that I know of,” Toby answered.
“Then I think we should call it Dekker’s Cove.” He once again turned his head to look at Toby. “Thanks again for taking me out here. This is your spot and you didn’t have to share it with me.”
Toby turned his head to look back at Cade, his voice sincere. “I wanted to. I knew you’d appreciate how special it was.”
Cade pinned him with a gaze full of hope and desire. “There are a lot of things I’m finding are special down here.”
Toby’s breath caught in his throat. It would be so damn easy to give in to Cade’s flirtations. To say the hell with it and just reach over and touch him. Because Toby knew that’s all it would take. One touch. But then what? A summer fling, like they were teenagers away at camp? Toby just wasn’t wired like that, for one-time hook ups. Especially with someone like Cade. He knew he’d want more and he knew it’d never work. He just needed to keep reminding himself that it was Cade’s friendship that was most important, what he really wanted, was the only thing that would work between them. But it was getting harder and harder to do with each passing day he spent with Cade. His heart was warring with his head. And he honestly didn’t know which was going to win.
The moment stretched on between them, Toby knowing Cade was waiting for something from Toby, but he didn’t trust himself to speak.
Cade glanced away, then back. “Toby, I…”
And Toby’s stomach somersaulted, certain of what Cade was going to say next. He wasn’t ready for this…
“…I have to leave tomorrow.”
Toby blinked and released a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding. “Wh-what?” he stuttered, completely caught off guard by Cade’s words, so far from what he had been expecting.
Cade sighed. “I’m needed back at Alliance HQ. I found out this morning but was putting off telling you.”
“That – that’s okay. I understand,” Toby replied, trying to hide his disappointment.
“I even brought a holo vid of a rugby match I was hoping to show you tomorrow,” Cade grinned and Toby chuckled. “Next month, okay?”
Toby nodded. “Next month.”
Next month. One last chance for Toby to sort out his feelings for Cade. And be able to live with that decision with no regrets. He had a sneaking suspicion that was going to be easier said than done.
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AUTHOR BIO:
Jamie Lynn Miller has been writing fiction since childhood and decided to take the plunge and go pro in 2008, finding to her amazement that people truly enjoyed her love stories. She’s a romantic at heart, and her tales reflect the desire we all have to find “the one,” persevering through trials and heartache for that happy ending.
Jamie has a degree in fine arts and has spent the last twenty years working as a graphic designer, though she’d much rather be writing. She was born in Chicago and still lives there today with her husband and their two furry, four-footed children, er… cats.
If she’s not brainstorming story ideas, you can find Jamie at a sci-fi convention, in front of a furnace doing glass blowing, or on a mat twisted into a yoga pose.
Giveaway and Release Info for A Gift of Time: An Old Russian Fairytale by Cyma Rizwaan Khan
Today I’m pleased to host Cyma Rizwaan Khan! Her new M/M story A Gift of Time: An Old Russian Fairytale will be out October 31st. Cyma’s been kind enough to offer a giveaway on this post for a free copy of the novella. Depending on how many people comment, there may be more than just one free copy up for grabs, so please read on to learn about the book and how you can win a copy or purchase it if you don’t win! I’m looking forward to reading this story, as it sounds right up my alley. Fairytales + historical fiction + technology theme + romance = intrigued Sara!
Blurb:
In nineteenth century Moscow, Nikolai is nothing but a slave but when he ends up falling for a Russian Prince named Alexander Shcherbatsky, things start to look up for once. Only the Prince knows that Nikolai is no ordinary serf. He is inventing a machine that has the potential to change the course of humanity. But when Alex’s family finds out that Alex and Nikolai are in love and have plans of eloping, they want to make sure that never happens.
Excerpt:
Moscow, 1845
Chapter 1
Nikolai was hungry. No, starving would be the appropriate word for a hunger such as this. He had been silly enough to spend the last of his savings on some apparatus he needed for the device—he hadn’t figured out a name for it yet, and sacrificing a meal for that purpose hadn’t seemed like a bad idea when his stomach was filled with all the rich food Alexander had treated him to, but now with his hammer hand trembling, and the tapping sounds of the train wheels grating on his brain, an entire day of hard work behind him and a lot more ahead, he was hungry.
Still, Nikolai tried to focus on the work at hand, tapping the long hammer at the iron, listening to the sound carefully, because his one mistake sure could result in an accident. He smiled when the Station Master approached him but the man didn’t even return the greeting, just passed him by without a word. A Station Master must know that he was better than some serf slaving away at his job, so why would he care enough to smile back? Soon, Nikolai told himself. Soon, he will be an inventor. The device might be unnamed as yet but names weren’t important. The world would have to recognize his true potential, just like Alexander did.
A moment of passion that had passed between them last night made way into his mind, replacing everything else and the memory of Alexander’s body on top of his own, passionate and warm in a cold as horrible as this, a small slice of heaven, right here on earth, it made the day and everything that still lay ahead, seem a little less dreadful. A smile broke out on his lips, as the memory of Alexander’s dirty words crept into his ears. Prince Alexander Shcherbatsky fucking a young serf in the middle of the night and speaking those words—if only the world had seen such a sight they would understand why Nikolai loved Alexander so much.
And then, as if being pushed off the pulpit right when he was about to receive an accolade, the awareness of the fact crept into the sensible side of his brain that what they were doing was truly against all laws of mankind, as well as religion, and that the world wouldn’t waste a single breathe in murdering them both if they ever found out of such a transgression, and it made him angry and it frightened him, made him feel like a firefly trapped in a jar on some faraway shelf that no one could reach. He almost wanted to cry and the need to see Alexander, to be with him and to just let it all out in front of him, became so persistent he felt his gut tighten.
But hours of work still lay ahead of him and he couldn’t even think about seeing Alexander for at least another day, because Alexander was preparing to leave. He tried not to think about the fact that Alex would be away for the next six months. And before these thoughts and the impossibility of seeing the love of his life started to eat at him, he started to think about how he could still go home and work on his device, and hopefully come up with a name.
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Cover Reveal for “Healing” by Grace R. Duncan
I’m pleased to host a cover reveal for Healing, a new novella by Grace R. Duncan! It’s available for preorder now and coming out October 29th! This is the second in her Pandemus Chronicles series (the first, Celebrating You, was in Dreamspinner Press’ holiday anthology last year and can be purchased here. I really love the world Grace created in the Pandemus Chronicles, and it was my pleasure to beta read this story for her in its early stages.
The cover for Healing was created by the talented Paul Richmond.
In a world that’s gone to hell, will you let old fears keep you from the chance at more than just survival?
Healing
a Pandemus Chronicles story
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Length: 98 Pages
Cover Artist: Paul Richmond
Release Date: October 29, 2014
Blurb
When Duncan stumbles into a pharmacy in search of something to fix his broken leg, he’s surprised to find someone else there. Like the rest of the post-pandemic world, it appeared empty. Instead, he discovers Mark, a former nurse who walked away from his profession after losing too many patients to the virus. Despite swearing he’d never practice medicine again, Mark patches Duncan up over Duncan’s protests. He even finds an abandoned house in the tiny town, and they settle in until Duncan heals enough to look out for himself. Much to the chagrin of both, they find themselves caring for each other.
Duncan welcomes it, thrilled at finding someone he can trust. However, he’s well aware of the shadows in Mark’s eyes and understands Mark’s reticence as he learns the story. But as he’s starting to do things for himself again, Duncan realizes he doesn’t want Mark to leave. He’s not sure if can get Mark to let go of his fears so they can stay together and love. But Duncan’s damned sure going to try.
Preorder it at Dreamspinner Press now!
Free Fiction Friday 10: Clinic Visit (A House M.D./Fullmetal Alchemist Crossover Fanfiction)
For week ten of http://www.freefictionfriday.com I’m sharing a very short comedic piece. It has sex-related talk but no actual sex or romance. I wrote it for a fanfiction meme that had authors list pairings from several different series, and gave scenarios that mixed and matched the characters from the various series for authors to write crossover drabbles. This drabble was my response to the prompt “Tell us how (Person X) would react to seeing (Person Z) nekkid!” The characters were Dr. Gregory House from the live action TV show House M.D. and Edward Elric from the anime/manga Fullmetal Alchemist. This is a bizarre crossover, but I came up with an interesting concept, I think. It takes place in the House M.D. world. It doesn’t matter how Ed got there from his world for the story to make sense.
Categories and advisories for this story: humor, sex talk, medical procedures, swearing, implied sexual activity
Potentially new/unfamiliar terms: automail: a type of advanced prosthetic limb used in Ed’s world. One of Ed’s legs and one of his arms are replaced by automail.
Disclaimer: House M.D. and its characters were created by Paul Attanasio, Katie Jacobs, David Shore, and Bryan Singer, among others. Fullmetal Alchemist, the world, and the characters, were created by Hiromu Arakawa. I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.
This is another story from a prolific streak two and a half years ago, so the disclaimer I’ve been using recently about how I’m a better writer now than I was then applies.
I hope you enjoy Clinic Visit, and aren’t upset with me for ending it where I did!
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“Hmmmm… those are some interesting prosthetics you’ve got there,” House said, sizing up Ed’s automail, completely ignoring the fact that the younger man was naked and sporting an erection. “Do you have any pain at the connection points? I’d be interested in speaking to your mechanic.” He twirled his cane between long fingers as he leaned against the counter by the sink in the clinic treatment room.
“Damn it, bastard, I’m not here to get you a new leg,” Ed growled. “If you haven’t noticed, I’ve got a hard-on, and it hasn’t gone away in four hours! Some asshole thought it would be funny to sneak a ton of Viagra into my food.”
“Have you tried, oh, I don’t know, jerking off?” House asked in his usual ‘all patients are idiots’ tone. He took in Ed’s visible lack of embarrassment with being nude. He didn’t know why his patient had chosen to forgo the hospital gown that sat on the examination table, but it was certainly amusing.
“You think I haven’t tried that? Chafed my dick raw doing it.” Ed crossed his arms and huffed. “Just help me out, doc. I don’t have all day.”
“Hmmm,” House pretended to think for much longer than he actually needed to formulate a solution. A quick glance at Ed’s cock had been enough to note that it looked painfully red, but he drew out his answer anyway, just for the hell of it. “I think this calls for an alternative treatment.”
Turning away from Ed, who was glaring at him expectantly, House opened a drawer and grabbed a tube. He removed a pair of gloves from the box on the counter and snapped them on before speaking again. “Direct prostate stimulation may just do the trick.”
House smirked and approached Ed, who remained silent, eyes widening in trepidation.
“Now bend over the exam table.”
The End
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Yeah, I ended it there – it was supposed to be a drabble, after all. I cracked up while writing it. I’d greatly appreciate feedback, or even demands for me to continue this story… Check back next Friday for another piece!
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Free Fiction Friday 9: In Case of Emergency (A Naruto Fanfiction)
I missed posting last week due to illness, but I’m back with a belated week nine of http://www.freefictionfriday.com!
Today, I’m sharing a piece I wrote for a fanfiction/fanart contest a few years ago. The pairing is Kotetsu (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Kotetsu_Hagane) and Izumo (http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Izumo_Kamizuki) of Naruto and the theme for the contest was “on duty”. This piece contains no plot spoilers for the series, and can be understood without knowing anything about the series (though, there are some small references that might be more entertaining if you’re familiar with it). All you need to know is that at the time of this story, Tsunade is the Hokage (leader) of Konoha (the village where they live), and Kotetsu and Izumo are shinobi (ninja) who are a team.
Categories and advisories: M/M, friends-and-lovers theme, frotting, implied violence, a bit of silliness.
Potentially unfamiliar terms: the suffix “sama” – an honorific used for someone of a much higher station. Nin – short for ninja. Other terms covered above.
Disclaimer: Naruto, the world, and characters, belong to Masashi Kishimoto and I made no profit from the writing or posting of this piece.
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“No sex on missions.”
Kotetsu blinked a few times, his eyebrows raised in shock. Tsunade had called him and Izumo into her office near the end of the workday, not saying what she needed to see them about. He had not known what to expect, but he had certainly not anticipated the words she had just spoken in clipped tones.
“Tsunade-sama?” Izumo asked, apparently just as surprised at Kotetsu.
“Don’t worry, I tell all couples this if they work in the field together. It’s standard procedure for me to remind you, even though it’s in the shinobi rules. Yes, I know you’ve been together for a while, the whole village knows it. Congratulations by the way, it’s about time.” Tsunade’s voice softened and she graced them with a brief smile.
“Anyway. I called you in today because, as you know, missions have been picking up lately, so you may get sent out. Couples who work together can lose focus if they’re too wrapped up in each other. But that’s not an option, for you two especially – I don’t want to get a message that my assistants got captured or killed because they were too busy screwing to notice an enemy’s presence. Or that you lost a battle due to being in a post-coital haze.” She said all of this matter-of-factly, taking turns looking at Izumo and Kotetsu, as though she were making sure they were taking what she said seriously.
Kotetsu felt as though his insides were squirming just from the way Tsunade looked at him. He resisted the temptation to glance over at his lover, who was undoubtedly equally uncomfortable.
“That being said, there can be an exception if it’s absolutely necessary – and I don’t just mean that you’re horny, that doesn’t count as an emergency. You’re shinobi and I expect you to act as such when on duty. But I don’t want you to go into shutdown and come back a mess.”
Kotetsu nodded, letting her words sink in. What she was saying made sense, really. And it wasn’t as though he couldn’t keep his hands off of Izumo for a day. Or two. Or a week.
A week? Who was he kidding? It would be torture. He sighed, and Tsunade raised an eyebrow and glared at him. Kotetsu swallowed a lump in his throat and managed to muster his most serious expression. He was a shinobi. On a mission, he could set aside his base desires. Somehow.
Tsunade seemed placated by Kotetsu’s change in demeanor, and continued. “I hope I don’t have to tell you this but I will anyway – no sex in the workplace either – on duty or off. Not at the missions desk, or in the closet, and especially not in my office. I don’t want ass-marks – or worse – on my desk, I try to keep it clean.” She grinned wickedly at them. “You are dismissed.”
With that, she looked down at the paperwork on her desk and the two men took their leave. The workday was over so they headed out of the Hokage tower and leisurely made their way back to their apartment, arms around each other’s waists.
“You know, I wonder if she’s installed cameras in the Hokage tower,” Kotetsu mused after they had been walking in amicable silence for a while. “I mean, it’s almost as though she wants to catch us. You saw her expression way back when she walked in on us holding hands when we were trying to solve the code.”
Izumo rolled his eyes. “I really don’t think she wants any homemade porn of us, she was just teasing. I hope, anyway. The idea is creepy.” He shuddered. “Not like I’d want to take the chance,” he said, glancing at Kotetsu out of the corner of his uncovered eye.
“Aww, it’d be fun,” Kotetsu joked. “Don’t tell me you’ve never wanted to skip lunch and fuck in the closet.”
Izumo laughed. “There’s a difference between wanting to do something and doing it. Who knows what Tsunade-sama would make us do to make up for it if we got caught?”
“I know, I know,” Kotetsu agreed, pulling out his key when they arrived at their apartment. “Waiting a few hours until work is over isn’t too much torture.” He unlocked the door and Izumo worked at disabling traps. “As long as I get to have this – ” Kotetsu grabbed his lover’s ass as he followed Izumo into the entryway – “and this –” he continued, reaching around and fondling Izumo’s crotch. “- when I get home,” he finished with a cheeky grin.
Izumo laughed and turned, pulling Kotetsu into a kiss. They parted long enough for Izumo to whisper, “Of course.”
Within minutes, clothing littered the floor and the two were in bed, bodies joined in a way that felt so familiar, so good, and so right.
——
It was mere days later when Iruka informed them that they had been assigned to an upcoming mission and would leave the next day. The mission was simple enough, nothing to write home about. Just a simple search for a rogue nin, who knew information that could be of use to enemies. Kotetsu and Izumo were even permitted to use force and kill her if necessary rather than capturing her and bringing her back to the village.
It took Izumo and Kotetsu a few days to find the rogue nin, but when they did, the battle was brief but intense. They did end up having to kill her, something that Kotetsu didn’t like, but he was able to deal with it, as was Izumo. This was part of being a shinobi, after all. When they took care of disposing of the body, they shared a look, communicating wordlessly, each confirming that the other was okay, more mentally and emotionally than physically.
The wind, which had been present during the whole mission, but mild, strengthened and grew bitterly cold as the two men made their way back to Konoha. They were only a few hours from their destination by the time evening had fallen, but Kotetsu was growing tired of fighting the frigid wind. He looked over at his partner, who bounded through the trees beside him, and gestured toward the ground, indicating that it might be a good idea to set up camp. Izumo nodded and they descended to the forest floor.
First priority was setting up their tent – it was too cold to bother eating outside, even with a fire. They made do with a meal of dried ninja rations while sitting on their sleeping bags. The tent blocked the wind, but they could still hear it tearing through the trees outside, and the cold seeped through the thin fabric of the tent.
Kotetsu shivered. “The first thing I’m doing when I get back home is taking a long, hot shower.”
“You’d better be willing to share that shower,” Izumo replied with a smirk. “I don’t want you to use up all the hot water and not save any for me. Besides, it’s been days since we’ve had sex and I want to make up for that as soon as possible.”
“Don’t remind me,” Kotetsu groaned. “It’s so hard just sleeping next to you, I’ve wanted you so bad.”
Izumo nodded. “I can see why Tsunade-sama warned us. It’d be too easy to just give in to our impulses, but we need to stay in the right mindset for the mission.”
“Well, technically, we’ve completed our objective and are almost home…” Kotetsu mused, throwing Izumo a lopsided grin.
“And yet somehow I feel like Tsunade-sama would find out,” Izumo said. “Damn it, why did you have to bring up the idea of her installing cameras in the tower? Now I feel like there are people in the trees watching us.” He playfully tugged on a few of Kotetsu’s spikes.
Kotetsu swatted Izumo’s hand away. “If you don’t want to make me horny, don’t touch my hair,” he warned, but then leaned in to press a quick kiss to his lover’s lips.
“We should get to sleep,” Izumo said. “The sooner we get up the sooner we’ll be in that shower.”
“Agreed,” Kotetsu said.
Both men crawled into their sleeping bags, fully clothed. Izumo faced one wall of the tent, and Kotetsu pressed up against his lover’s back as close as he could through the sleeping bags separating them.
“Night, ’Zumo. Love you.”
“Love you too, ’Tetsu. Sleep well.”
But half an hour later, Kotetsu still couldn’t sleep, and judging by the cadence and shallowness of Izumo’s breathing, the other man was awake as well. Kotetsu sighed. It was just too cold for his body to relax enough to drift into dreamland.
“Hey. ’Zumo.”
“Yeah?”
“I think it’d be warmer if we joined our sleeping bags together and got naked. Sharing body heat and all.” Kotetsu wasn’t even thinking about sex at this point; he just wanted to warm up.
“Honestly, that’s a good idea,” Izumo replied.
Despite the dark, the two managed to make quick work of unzipping their sleeping bags and joining them together. They awkwardly shucked their clothes while in the cocoon they had created, taking care to avoid exposing newly nude skin to the air in the tent. When their clothing was kicked to the bottom of the sleeping bags, Kotetsu and Izumo found themselves facing each other with only their heads peeking out. Kotetsu maneuvered himself flush up against Izumo, and groaned at the full body contact. Izumo’s skin was warm, warmer than clothing and sleeping bag had been. Izumo must have felt the same way, because he let out a pleased hum.
They breathed each other’s spent breath, and Kotetsu wrapped his arms around the other man and hugged him, wanting more skin on skin, more warmth.
“Mmm, you feel so good,” Kotetsu murmured, pressing his forehead to Izumo’s.
“Are you trying to seduce me, Kotetsu?” Izumo asked. There was a playful lilt in his voice.
“I actually wasn’t planning on it,” Kotetsu admitted. “But now that you mention it… sex would definitely make us warmer.” He pressed his groin into Izumo’s. Neither man was hard at the moment, but that could change very quickly.
“I was just kidding. We’ve been so good so far, and we shouldn’t have sex since it’s not absolutely necessary. We’re still technically on a mission.”
“Don’t you think freezing our balls off counts as an emergency? You know, testosterone and all. I bet we wouldn’t fight as well without it.”
Izumo laughed. “Using physiology as an excuse, nice. Though in a way, you’re right. If we lost them that would definitely put a cramp in our sex life. Which would make us less effective as shinobi due to frustration.”
Kotetsu grinned in the dark. “I knew you’d see things my way.” He didn’t mention the fact that technically it was Izumo who had started them down this path. He was merely happy that they were going to be doing something.
Kotetsu ran his fingers down Izumo’s back and squeezed his lover’s ass. He felt Izumo’s cock hardening against his own, and pressed his mouth to Izumo’s. They kissed lazily, tongues exploring each other’s mouths, and Izumo stroked Kotetsu’s side before resting his hand on Kotetsu’s waist. Izumo tasted faintly of the jerky they had eaten earlier, but behind that was a taste that was all Izumo, one that Kotetsu knew and loved.
It wasn’t long before just the touch of their bodies against each other and kissing weren’t enough. Kotetsu didn’t know who had initiated it, but they were grinding their erections together, and Kotetsu moaned into Izumo’s mouth. Then he remembered something, and pulled back.
“Shit,” Kotetsu swore.
“Hmmm? What’s wrong?”
“No lube.”
Izumo was silent for a moment. “We do have medicinal salve,” he offered.
“Yeah, but that would mean getting out of this nice warm place and into the cold to dig through our bags.” Kotetsu mused. “Well, there are other things we can do.”
“I think blowjobs are out – breathing would be hard to do from completely under the sleeping bag. Besides,” Izumo added, wrinkling his nose, “we’re not exactly clean.”
“How about this,” Kotetsu asked, and drew back his hips just a bit so that he could wrap his hand around Izumo’s cock. He stroked slowly, just a tease.
“Yeah,” Izumo said breathily. “That works.” He reached down and gripped Kotetsu’s erection, mirroring his lover’s actions.
Their lips met once more, and Kotetsu let himself get lost in Izumo’s taste, in the feel of the warm chest against his own, in the delightful sensations coming from the hand that working over his cock. Kotetsu’s hand moved almost without him having to think about it, he was so familiar with Izumo’s body, with what made his lover feel good, as amazing as Izumo was making him feel.
A particular swipe of Izumo’s thumb over the head of Kotetsu’s cock made arousal spike and flood through Kotetsu’s body. He let out a small noise of need, which Izumo swallowed. Precome was leaking unchecked from the slit, and Kotetsu moaned when Izumo spread it around, adding just a slight bit of glide to the strokes. Soon Kotetsu was able to do the same for his lover, the slick indications of Izumo’s arousal making Kotetsu want Izumo even more.
They rarely made love like this, just stroking each other to the point of coming, usually preferring more full body contact. Still, no matter the situation, Kotetsu wanted nothing more than to please Izumo, and he knew that his lover felt the same way. Trying to focus more on Izumo than on his own pleasure, Kotetsu paid more attention to the movements of his hand over Izumo’s cock. He finally broke their kiss, wanting to look into his lover’s eyes, but it was too dark to see anything but the outline of the other man. He knew what Izumo’s face would look like though – he had seen it so many times.
“Izumo,” he said softly, tenderness filling the single word, and then he cried out suddenly as Izumo’s thumb rubbed against the particularly sensitive spot under the head of Kotetsu’s cock.
“Can’t last,” Kotetsu admitted. It had only been a few days since they had made love, and since he had come, but he had wanted Izumo so badly ever time night had fallen. So every movement of Izumo’s hand, the sound of Izumo’s breathing, and the warmth radiating from Izumo’s body drove Kotetsu closer and closer to the edge.
“Then come for me,” Izumo whispered, voice a combination of love and lust. He tightened his fist and stroked faster, his own breathing ragged from what Kotetsu was doing to him.
It wasn’t much longer before Kotetsu was there, Izumo’s words and hand wrenching his orgasm from him. He let out a strangled cry as he came, balls tightening and cock pulsing with the successive spurts of his release.
Kotetsu’s hand grew slack as he rode out the aftershocks, and Izumo let out a noise of frustration, dropping his hand from Kotetsu’s cock and gripping Kotetsu’s hip instead.
“Damn it, ’Tetsu, don’t stop,” Izumo groaned and bucked into Kotetsu’s loosened fist.
“Sorry,” Kotetsu murmured, and managed to tighten his grip and start stroking again.
Izumo was soon trembling slightly, his hand tightly squeezing Kotetsu’s hip and Kotetsu could tell that his lover was teetering on the brink of orgasm. It only took a few more moments, a few more flicks of Kotetsu’s wrist, before Izumo cried out and came, hot seed spurting onto Kotetsu’s belly.
Kotetsu released Izumo’s cock, and the two lay there for several minutes, the only sound that of their slowing breathing and the wind outside tearing through the trees.
Eventually, Izumo used his foot to retrieve an article of clothing to clean the come off their bodies. When Izumo wiped him down, Kotetsu could tell from the texture that it was a pair of boxers and was grateful that Izumo hadn’t unthinkingly used one of their outer pieces of clothing. If that had been the case, they would have had to wash it to avoid wearing the signs of their indiscretions when they returned home.
Because yes, what they had just done had been an indiscretion. There had been no true emergency. They wouldn’t have frozen to death if they hadn’t jerked each other off. They were still on a mission, and the hokage had said ‘no sex on missions’.
But in that moment, in his post-orgasmic bliss, Kotetsu didn’t give a damn.
“Are you warm enough now?” Izumo asked.
“Mmm. Nice and toasty,” Kotetsu replied contentedly. “Think I can sleep now.”
“Me, too. Love you.” Izumo kissed Kotetsu, a brief press of lips on lips, then rolled with his back to Kotetsu.
“Love you too,” Kotetsu said, and wrapped an arm around Izumo, holding him close.
And with that, they fell asleep within minutes.
——
“Hagane! Kamizuki!” Tsunade roared. “In my office, now!”
Kotetsu started in surprise and Izumo accidentally dropped the mission report that he had been about to hand to Iruka. Kotetsu turned to look at the hokage, who was already storming to her office, ponytails swishing back and forth.
“I’ll handle those,” Iruka said, indicating the papers that had slipped from Izumo’s fingers to the floor when the man had flinched at Tsunade’s voice. “You’d better follow her now before she gets angrier.”
Kotetsu could have sworn that Iruka was holding back a laugh, and stood stock still trying to puzzle out what was going on.
Izumo muttered a quick “thanks” and grabbed his partner’s arm, pulling Kotetsu back to the moment.
The two walked briskly down the hallway toward Tsunade’s office. Kotetsu said nothing, wondering why Tsunade would be angry with them. The mission had gone well, as had their work before leaving. He could only think of one thing, and looked over to his best friend, partner, and lover.
They didn’t need to speak; both were thinking the same thing.
‘How the hell did she know?’
And more importantly, ‘What is she going to do to us?’
The End
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