"I can't believe you want me to help you with this again." Sasori hissed, not failing to make eye contact at the blond kneeling before him.
Deidara pursed his lips as he had been resorted to pleading. Also, just for your information; he hated pleading. Only pathetic losers pleaded and he was no pathetic loser. He was totally cool to the max.
"Come on Sasori! I know we've always practiced for just in case it ever did happen... but now it's finally happening tonight and I really want to make sure I'm good at it, un!" Deidara, Sasori's long time friend of nine-ish years, whined as he tugged at the others clothes.
Sasori rolled his eyes and crossed his arms at his blond friend who had finally managed to get a date after trying to pick the gays out from the sea of straights. Not that he particularly cared if his friend was going out on his first date, that was no problem. It's just what Deidara wanted to do in preparation for it that actually did all the bothering.
"Please Sasori, let me practice kissing with you!"
Yes. Meeting at the tender age of ten, when they both turned thirteen, Sasori became his friends personal practicing dummy for kissing. It wasn't like Deidara liked the him or anything, he couldn't since Sasori was straight. It's just he wanted to make sure he himself was an adequate kisser! Who better to practice on than his dear old friend?
Well... Sasori on the other hand was sure his friend had alternative motives - as in he just liked to get off on it like a horny teen boy.
Gross.
"Deidara please, I told you last year when we were preparing for prom that I wasn't going to help you anymore. Kissing YOU is gross, and you know very well that I am very much not gay." Sasori sneered, turning his head and now crossing his legs trying his best to ignore the young man who had moved to kneeling before him.
"That was a year ago! What if I've forgotten how to kiss in that amount of time? What if I end up blowing it and the guy never wants to see me again?" Deidara then gasped in horror. "What if he tells the whole gay community and I'm single forever!"
" 'Hey this one guy Deidara is a terrible kisser so don't date him!' He could say that, un!" Deidara then sneered in a lower tone, mocking the other male who could end up spreading gossip about him.
Sasori could only roll his brown eyes and rest his chin on his hand as he rested his elbow on the armrest. "I highly doubt that."
"You don't know that Sasori! We gay men can be the biggest gossip bitches out there, un. Besides if it does happen, I'll end up being alone forever - like you will!"
This was getting tiresome; and actually kind of rude. Rubbing his eyes Sasori sighed. "I know about that gossip shit alright, I already have to deal with hearing all the latest updates from you."
Well that was one way to be caught being a hypocrite. Lips curling down into a pathetic frown, Deidara moved his clasped hands and begged some more. "Sasori please! Just this once and I promise that I will never ask you to do this again, un!"
Sasori looked back at his friend. The once boastful, cheerful and most prideful punk he knew was a wallowing mess. That just didn't sit right in his stomach. Oh, and what again about this 'promise' to never have to kiss Deidara again?
"Ugh..." Sasori groaned as he clenched his chest at an odd pain that thudded. "Fine."
Deidara thrusted his fist foreword in victory before climbing up on the couch beside Sasori. Taking his seat on his knees, he grabbed at the other males shoulders and rubbed them with just the right amount of pressure; something he learned through years of kissing sessions with the redhead. His hands moved upwards a bit to just lightly touch the ends of his hair and neck, gripping it every so often.
Sasori hissed angrily in his ear, "Hurry up and let's get this over with."
Nodding, Deidara leaned forward and gently pressed his lips against the other males. Moving them just the right way, his mouth opened so that each time, one of his lips would be right between the others, softly coaxing him to join in and open his mouth. In a way it was a very subtle prying motion.
A prying motion that absolutely worked.
Sasori quickly opened his mouth, sliding his tongue out to greet the others even before the mouth came back to close proximities. Sliding their tongues together, he kept a distance so their lips didn't touch a brief moment. Instead the soft movements of the muscles pressed together. As soon as he moved in closer though, Deidara did the same; moaning as he made better contact. Over the years Deidara wasn't the only one to learn a thing or two about kissing. Sasori had basically mastered the art as he knew how to perfectly press all of his friends buttons. He knew how to make the blond purr.
Moving an arm around Deidara, Sasori moved to shift himself so he was actually facing the blond, moving in closer as he did so. Deidara reciprocated the action by reaching for the back of the neck of his shirt with a tight grip. At the same time his made sure not to tug at it as Sasori had mentioned numerous times that he didn't appreciate the collar being stretched out.
Sasori gave a harsh sigh as Deidara gripped at his biceps. Deidara knew that Sasori loved it when his muscles were acknowledged. Never had Sasori moaned from the practice make out sessions, but Deidara knew the other male liked the sound of when HE would moan. Yes, Sasori would instead simply grip tighter as he moved to take a bit more control.
Which was in his terms, was his weird way of moaning.
After moaning again, Deidara smiled into the kiss. It was cute that the guy he looked up to so much would prevent his own moans to look tough. He himself couldn't help but be proud that he had recognized that a certain tic had moved elsewhere. Lower.
Sasori pulled away a tad breathless. "Shall we speed things up and move along to stage two?" He asked, sliding his hand up the arm; circling the shoulder blade a few times. Deidara's shirt of course rode up with hand, exposing his midriff.
"You really think I'd get to stage two kissing on a first date?" Deidara snorted, twirling a particular piece of the red hair curling at Sasori's neck.
"You're the little shit who is thinking of actually kissing this guy on the first date." Sasori growled bitterly, gripping the flesh under his hands a bit tighter.
Deidara pressed his nose against Sasori as he pouted. That was a mean jab. However, now that he thought about it, making Sasori do this now at this very moment was actually a tad bit odd. His friend was right after all. It's not like he would actually kiss this guy on the first date. It was a first date for crying out loud! So was pressuring Sasori to practice with him now all for nothing? What if the date didn't work out and this whole preparing for the incoming relationship was for nothing?
"Hm, I guess you're right, un." He sighed, pulling away and out from under the redhead. "Do you wanna just like, stop all together and hold off stage two kissing for if I actually need the practice?"
Grabbing Deidara's chin Sasori grunted a rather vicious no sound as he immediately resumed kissing his friend. "Nah." He finally groaned a but more clearly in between rough but quick kisses. "We've already started so we might as well keep going."
Deidara kissed back twice before pulling away, resting a hand on Sasori's chest. This passion was strange coming from the guy who hated kissing him so much.
"But you said kissing me was gross... Why do it now and then with the chance of having to do it all over again later, un?"
Sasori growled. "I said kissing YOU was gross, I never said it didn't feel good."
Laughing back against the lips, Deidara resumed kissing the redhead. What was he going to do? Just jump into a weird debate on how Mr. Straight can openly admit to getting turned on while making out with Mr. Flaming Gay? Yeah right. It did get him thinking though what exactly was going on in his friend's little head...
It- it could never happen.
Still, he got his practice.
Slipping into stage two; Deidara moved his hand lower, grinding the palm of his hand against the faintly hard member. He was the one to be in charge when it came to the actual date, right? Perhaps just this once Sasori would let him take charge and be the more dominant one. He was the one who did need the practice after all... Unfortunately for Deidara, Sasori reacted to the action with a roll of his eyes. Snatching away the hand by the wrist, he bent the arm down and used his still attached lips as a combined leverage to cram the other male back into the corner where the arm rest was.
After successfully confining Deidara to a position of no escape, Sasori pulled away from the harsh kiss with lots of teeth. Latching onto the bottom lip, he dragged it back with a snap making Deidara grunt in a mixture of shock and lust. Man was this guy ever good. Sasori was truly the best to have a super friendly practice session with.
Whoever was going end up with Sasori was sure to be one hell of a lucky woman. Super lucky. Lucky, lucky, lucky.
Deidara looked into the others eyes who had been staring at his face all along. This made his face all the hotter. He despised it when Sasori would glare at him like this; and the other knew it. Fuck. That's exactly why he did it. What a pompous ass.
Screw that lucky woman. Deidara could already feel the sympathy for her. Good thing he was there to eventually talk it out with her. Not that he's a gossip or anything!
"So brat, you honestly think I'm going to let you dominate me in any way?" Sasori sneered grinding his chest against Deidara's, rather than the desire lower regions like the blond would have preferred. "Honestly I'm hurt... I could have sworn you knew me better than to think I would be okay with that." He snickered as he pulled away to lick down the center of Deidara's chest.
Glancing to the side away from the irritating glare, as well as closeness, Deidara scowled. He never got what he wanted! Well, that's not true. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that Sasori did basically anything for him. Here he was wanting a kissing practice session from the guy, even though he clearly didn't want to do it, and wow! Here they were actually going to do it! Only- they were doing it the way Sasori wanted it done.
With him as the bottom as always.
Deidara hated looking weak in front of others, and he sure as hell hated backing down. It was just, Sasori was different. Things could slide past him if if involved his Danna - just a little though!
"My bad, Danna... I just thought about..." Deidara trailed off, furrowing his brows. Danna was the pet name that Sasori had required whenever they would engage themselves in stage three.
Sasori perched himself into a more comfortable position, also letting the grip on Deidara loosen just a tad. "Thought about what?" He asked, finally titling his head.
"Well it's just... I wanted to practice being a more dominant lover, un."
"Well duh, I think I got that much. To go and try it on me though?"
Deidara shook his head. "It's more... I want to be better at it because I just realized this would... could be the first person other than you to... Y'know."
Now it was time for Sasori to furrow his brows. Where was this brat going with this? Kissing down the Deidara's neck, he pressed his hand comfortingly into the others. "Deidara, you do know your body doesn't belong to me. You... You're free to be with whomever you please." He mumbled into each light kiss.
Deidara's skin prickled at the soothing sensation. He knew his friend was right. The guy was right 99% of the time. That one percent he was missing out on was for his very, very wrong opinion on art.
"I know that, Danna... It just feels like I'm being like, unfaithful ya get me, un?"
Sasori breathed out harshly and resumed rubbing Deidaras' hand lovingly.
"Oh Deidara, how can you be unfaithful when we're not even in a relationship?"
Lowering his head, Deidara turned just a tad pink. It was disgusting. He felt like a complete girl when dealing with his thoughts about his friend. He was tougher than that. Besides! This was SASORI we're talking about! He was about the worst-best friend a person could have.
"It's just weird. You were my first friend, first kiss, my first lay, dom in fact... heck you were even my first dance partner! It's just really weird to think that I could be the first dom to someone other than you."
Sasori slowly closed his eyes and breathed through his nostrils gently. Man was his friend ever a pain in the ass. Pain in the ass.
Pain in the ass.
Pushing against Deidara a little harder with his body, Sasori then used a hand to caress his midsection softly. "I'm not letting you test your dominant moves on me ever."
Deidara cringed at the delicate touches as he held back a yelp. "But then how will I practice!"
"You won't."
Scooping the blond up into his arms, Sasori carried Deidara quickly to the others bedroom, knowing very well that he had a bedside drawer with supplies and a single long toy. He was by no means deaf and certainly not oblivious to what he hears from the room next his own.
Tossing Deidara onto the bed without much care, Sasori dove into said drawer and yanked out the needed supplies, toy not included. Before anything could get any further though, Deidara latched himself firmly onto the older male, immersing himself in another intense make out session involving more than enough teeth and nail action. Subtle, but still happening, they both worked together to slowly removed each others clothing.
"Mnn, Danna..."
Sasori growled lowly at the breathy moan of the pet name. More reassurance that his friend wouldn't try anything stupid to try and top him.
"Spread your legs." he stated, grabbing one of the pillows to slide underneath the blonds lower back for extra leverage. Complying with ease, Deidara did as he was told, even going as far as to lift his own body to help Sasori in placing the pillow.
Sitting before his friend, Sasori sighed. It had indeed been quite awhile since he last had sex with him. Sex in general as he had actually never had sex with anyone else other than the idiot. Grabbing the lubricant, he made a wise decision to not be skimpy with it. He certainly didn't want to hurt his friend or himself. Last time either of them got any was kissing practice that got to stage three, one month before prom.
Deidara was so hopeful he'd get a date for prom and get lucky prom night. Too bad for Sasori as he was the poor boy's date instead as Deidara wasn't even approached. Not even by a friendly girl who just wanted to have a fun time.
Sasori had then to decline all requests he received. Deidara didn't know this though. For all he knew, his friend too hadn't been approached by anyone. That is what the redhead had told him at least.
Sliding a lubricated finger into the moistened hold, he could feel Deidara immediately tighten around it. Perhaps he should add even more lube...
"Right...Ah yes, you can add another finger, un."
Nodding, Sasori added a little more lubricant to the area and proceeded to then add the second finger, this time even slower than the first one. Again Deidara tightened up, face contorting in pain. Once he was on the market with the rest of his homosexual brethren, then he'd hopefully get more used to this otherwise dreadful pre-sensation.
Yes. He had to be out there, then things would change.
On the other end Sasori began to pick up the pace, scissoring and pushing the fingers in, out and around; looking for that one sweet spot he knew would make his friend kick righteously in delight. Even moving faster than before, he retained his gentle ways as he lowered his other hand to gently relieve some of the pressure building up on himself.
"Un, there!" Deidara gasped as his knees almost snapped together on Sasori due to the shock.
Grunting this time in response, Sasori retracted his other hand from his own body to focus on what was before him. Finally adding the one last finger, he bega to pump into the area over and over, sending Deidara into a fit of writhing moans.
"Danna I'm ready." Deidara finally gasped, leaning up to personally swat the fingers inside of him away.
Pulling away, Sasori grabbed a condom out its packet and pursed his lips. He looked at the thing with narrow eyes. This thing was way past it's expire date, but it's not like it mattered for them at the moment. No one was getting pregnant after all. Putting it on and pinching the tip, he was surprised to see Deidara's hands quickly take over as he slathered the shaft in even more lubricant.
Sasori growled at the action. He knew exactly why this was happening. Now HE would have to give Deidara a handjob as he entered him. Mind you, he was not one to touch or even suck on another males lower member unlike Deidara who had absolutely no problem 'practicing' on him.
In fact it even seemed like the blond was a tad too eager...
Whatever. Felt good anyway.
The handjob quickly ended due to Sasori's grumbling command to let go and as soon as Deidara did, Sasori pressed his member to the wet hole. Deidara gasped in anticipation, and then once more a little more angrily as he was being entered. One day he'd get used to this. One day. Sasori though returned the favor and grabbed at the others dick and pumped it to ease the painful sensation. For now though he would just have to press his chest upwards and curl his toes to ease some of the pain himself.
"Ahn, Sasori... Just go, un!"
Sasori smirked. "I thought I told you when we do this I want to be referred to as Danna."
You know, just to make this all an unpleasant experience to Deidara's pride so he wouldn't ask for this as often. That's all.
"I don't care about your weird kinks at the moment! Please, I'm ready!"
Sighing deeply, Sasori pulled out and slowly pushed back in, keeping at a good and steady pace. Again, he didn't want to have practice sex with Deidara, but he wasn't going to hurt his bestfriend over it either. He wasn't a monster and he most certainly didn't want to be clamped in too tightly.
Past experiences proved Deidara could master quite the death grip.
Ouch.
Below Sasori Deidara moaned louder, not even trying to prevent his eyes from rolling back into his head from the pleasure as his sweet spot was grazed. Unable to form any real words to the man above him, he didn't. Instead Deidara clawed at the other, moaning more gibberish knowing very well that Sasori knew he was doing well and should carry on.
"Lift your leg a little higher." Sasori commanded as he deemed that Deidara was plenty loose enough for him to pick up speed. Ready for a a barrage of quick delightful thrusts right into in prostrate, just the way both of them liked.
Deidara was all in for the speed up. Finally. But he had to agree with the more gentle approach Sasori was giving him since he didn't want to be limping all throughout the date that would be happening later in the day. This was something the blond didn't consider until he noticed the other male was holding back considerably.
"Go Danna go!"
Sasori smirked at the plea and pushed on giving his friend exactly what he wanted. Goodness gracious did he ever spoil the blond. Perhaps he should start charging him for practicing on his body - wait no nevermind, he was no prostitute.
"Nngh I- "
Deidara didn't even get to say anything before he finally came; surprising Sasori as the entrance clamped down around him, causing the friction to increase. Within no time his grip got tighter on the blond and he too came with a low growl.
Collapsing onto the bed the two didn't cuddle, but rather remained side by side as they caught their breaths. This was nothing new, but it had been a long time since it last happened. They weren't in a relationship after all. However they were both tired now, too tired to do anything else but grab the blankets, roll over and fall asleep.
It's just... It seemed Deidara had enough energy to press his face into Sasori's back, and for Sasori to notice the slight gesture. Interesting. Left with his thoughts now, all that was running through his mind was how this brat was going on his very first date. The thoughts themselves were new and weird; leaving behind a rather unsettling feeling. He gave a heavy sigh. Yeah, interesting.
IT'S 4am BUT IT's DONE! original idea was a basic kissing topic. was a one shot but it got kinda weird and choppy? part two will be up soon.. bye for now LOSERS