YES I'M BACK FROM WHERE-EVER THE HELL I WAS.

Honestly those exams are only here to kill my inspiration. I swear that I one day will get my revenge... If I survive my exams.

Now what you all have waited for. YAOI.

Anyway this will be the final chapter so enjoy it. It has started to become hard to write something to this chapter but I rather end this story than letting it be another one of those with no ending. Hope you'll like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, blah, blah blah, only the OC's and this plot.

His thoughts were stopped when his danna started attacking his neck. He tilted his head to the side to give him more space. A moan left him when his danna found a sensitive spot.

Deidara couldn't help but whimper weakly when Sasori stopped and sat up. "If you don't want to do this we'll stop. I can wait until you're ready." Deidara frowned. He couldn't help but think about those men his father had presented him for and who had used his body and hadn't thought of him in a single moment. But Sasori was different. Wherever he'd touched him it felt like his skin was on fire. And his danna gave him something that no one else had given him before.

He'd given him a choice.

"I want it to be you, un."

Sasori's hands were everywhere in a matter of seconds. One was wrapped tightly around Deidara, pulling him closer while the other was up under his shirt. He felt finders run over his skins.

Deidara's own hands were also busy. They clutched in his danna's clothes and pulled him closer.

He leaned back against the pillow and gave in to his body's desire while Sasori unbuttoned his whirt.

Deidara gaced and arched his back upward and tightened his grip in Sasori's short hair. Never had he felt this good. His body was on fire and he wanted more. His hands groped for his danna's shirt and tried to get it of up.

The puppeteer moved his mouth away from the brat's nipple and removed his shirt and threw it to the floor along with the bomber's own shirt. Deidara let his fingers trail over Sasori's skin and smiled. He loved the feeling how the muscles moved when Sasori moved around.

Sasori grabbed his hands and pinned them above Deidara's head with one hand. "Tonight you don't have to do anything. For once you don't have to give anything. Just lean back and let me do it. There'll be other times where you can do something."

In a matter of second Deidara's pants and boxers were stripped off leaving the brat naked in the bed. He blushed when he felt his danna's brown eyes travel over his skin while the puppeteer smirked.

The puppeteer kissed his jaw line and hummed meanwhile. He watched as Deidara closed his eyes, slightly flushed. His hand reached behind his head and undid his ponytail, allowed his fingers to comb torugh his locks.

Sasori made sure that his fingers where wet enough so the brat wouldn't be in much pain. He wouldn't let the brat suck his fingers this time and he would make sure that the brat still would be enjoying this as much as he was planning to do.

Slowly he slid a finger inside Deidara's hole he kissed him to distract him from the pain. He didn't know how the other men had taken the brat but he would make sure that it wouldn't hurt the brat when he entered him.

Carefully he added the next finger. He didn't want him to hurt more that he had to.

The brat's arms began to shake around Sasori's neck. The puppeteer gave him some time to adjust before he started scissoring.

Deidara struggled to not whimper. He wanted this but he was still scared. He needed it. He needed something bigger. He felt his inside burn in a pleasant way that he hadn't tried before. For the moment he didn't have any idea of what he wanted only that he knew that his danna would be able to give it to him.

Sasori took of his own pants and boxers and let them slip onto the floor while he watched as Deidara reached for him and grabbed his hardened erection. The puppeteer groaned and climbed over Deidara bringing his hips up at the same time.

Deidara arranged himself below him into a more comfortable position with his legs on both side of Sasori's hips.

Sasori couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful the brat looked. The best thing was that the brat was his and no one else would dare to touch him.

He lifted up Deidara's hips a little higher and entered the brat's entrance slowly, giving the brat time to adjust to him but didn't stop until he was fully inside of him.

Deidara moaned in pain and pleasure when his danna entered him. This was different than all the other times. He threw his head back and arched his hops higher so that he was completely filled. He gripped Sasori's shoulder and wrapped his legs around his waist and waited for the puppeteer to start moving.

Sasori pulled back to look and the boy under him. With a slight smirk he leaned back down and claimed the lips again. Their kiss grew more demanding with each second. They parted shortly for air only to start over again.

Finally sure that the brat had adjusted enough to him Sasori started moving. He felt Deidara tighten around him and let a finger run over his face. "Relax."

After a few minutes it seemed to work and Sasori moved more freely inside him. Deidara gasped and arched his back when a sudden pleasure filled his mind. Never had he felt good like this.

Deidara reached up and wrapped his arms around Sasori's neck and pulled him down into a deep kiss.

Sasori smiled when he came inside of Deidara. With a smile he leaned down and took the brat's whole length inside his mouth and started sucking. It wasn't fair if he was the only one who got to come. After all this was all for the brat.

It didn't take long before the Deidara came and Sasori swallowed it all. It didn't taste as bad as he'd thought. Maybe it was something he could do again another time.

With a smirk he laid down next to the blonde brat who was looking at him with half closed eyes. "How was it, brat?"

"Never tried anything like that, un."

Sasori nodded and wrapped an arm around Deidara and hold him close into him. "I'll never leave you, brat."

"Danna, un?"

"Yeah?" Sasori opened his eyes. He felt tired and he knew and the felt brat was just as tired as if not more.

A single tear rolled down Deidara's cheek and Sasori frowned. "What is it, brat? Why are you crying? Are you hurt? Shall I call a nurse? Please say something."

To his surprise the brat started laughing. It was a soft sound that filled the whole room. Sasori knew he would do anything to hear the brat laugh like that again.

"Danna, un. Not all people only cry when they are sad. There are a lot of tears. Those are not because I regret anything but because you made me feel so wonderful, un."

The puppeteer smiled and kissed the bomber at the forehead. "Then I'll make sure that you'll only cry those tears from now on."

Deidara didn't answer but curled into a ball next to his danna. He enjoined the feeling of having Sasori this near. His danna smelled of wood and paint. In a strange way this scent calmed him down more than anything else.

Deidara felt safe for the first time in his life. He'd all he could dream about. A family and someone who he loved and which also loved him. It seemed like his life finally was fulfilled.

None of the artist noticed when the door to the room closed. Konan smiled and looked down at the camera in her hand. She knew those picture would do great at the internet like all the others from Akatsuki she'd taken.

Luckily she hadn't taken the cameras in Sasori's room. It seemed like she soon would get some knew videos to watch.

The end.

Well, I hope you liked the story and thanks for following me to the end. I'd like to thanks for the reviews. It warmed my heart (I didn't think that I had one) that someone actually read this story.

In my eyes Konan will always be a big fan of YAOI. No one can change that.

I hope that you liked it and sorry that the chapter was so short. Blame the exams.