Oh, such beautiful little woven spiderwebs the other had told itself. If Izuna had known that he was so deep, that deep that he was thinking of being caught, of the eyes of his clan on him, of ending it in the eventuality, he would have felt a sense of pride and victory. Wasn't that the entire point? To lay the foundation and let the other spin themselves into the trap?
Of course it was. And yet, he wondered if this trick would work again, if on their next meeting, Tobirama would let him do this once more when the rage and betrayal and disgust should force his kunai on that alone. But what was wrong with this if nothing came of it? If it was just this, this little dream, this little moment when they didn't need to kill one another.
Happiness wasn't a word for this, but it was something akin to it.
But then again, Tobirama wasn't going to live through this, was he? After that information was his, it would be Izuna's duty, his right to kill him. He could live in this dream forever, just let this be the last thing he could give him, and end him while he was still embracing the Izuna inside, spent and smiling. What a merciful death, more than any that his brothers received, more than any Senju deserved. There would be no need for a next time.
Satisfaction was a temperamental thing, not always coming from the avenue logic deemed proper.
Tobirama wasn't the only one close; with the teasing and the newness of it all, with the touch and that damn feeling of that thumb against his cock, he wasn't sure how long he could hold on. Control was something he prided himself on, but he knew the albino had maybe even more than he did. Would this come down to a battle of pride? Of wills? Stamina?
Red eyes matched red, a sea of crimson, and he felt those fingers in his hair. His breath caught, waiting for a pull, but there was nothing, just the tangle there, and he trembled as he tightened his hand around their mutual cocks. Bossy? He would be bossy, he was in charge of everything, after all. But the confirmation that he was there, that validation, it made him--
"T-Tobi...rama," he hissed out, his eyes closing for a second, a heartbeat, before he forced them open again. "I...C-close..."
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Date: 2015-09-02 04:04 am (UTC)Of course it was. And yet, he wondered if this trick would work again, if on their next meeting, Tobirama would let him do this once more when the rage and betrayal and disgust should force his kunai on that alone. But what was wrong with this if nothing came of it? If it was just this, this little dream, this little moment when they didn't need to kill one another.
Happiness wasn't a word for this, but it was something akin to it.
But then again, Tobirama wasn't going to live through this, was he? After that information was his, it would be Izuna's duty, his right to kill him. He could live in this dream forever, just let this be the last thing he could give him, and end him while he was still embracing the Izuna inside, spent and smiling. What a merciful death, more than any that his brothers received, more than any Senju deserved. There would be no need for a next time.
Satisfaction was a temperamental thing, not always coming from the avenue logic deemed proper.
Tobirama wasn't the only one close; with the teasing and the newness of it all, with the touch and that damn feeling of that thumb against his cock, he wasn't sure how long he could hold on. Control was something he prided himself on, but he knew the albino had maybe even more than he did. Would this come down to a battle of pride? Of wills? Stamina?
Red eyes matched red, a sea of crimson, and he felt those fingers in his hair. His breath caught, waiting for a pull, but there was nothing, just the tangle there, and he trembled as he tightened his hand around their mutual cocks. Bossy? He would be bossy, he was in charge of everything, after all. But the confirmation that he was there, that validation, it made him--
"T-Tobi...rama," he hissed out, his eyes closing for a second, a heartbeat, before he forced them open again. "I...C-close..."