"We Messed up his paperwork..." Sasori One-shot for FoxySachikoChan [LEMON]

Wow, this is a long one! Enjoy!


Name: Sachiko Satomi
Age: Roughly the same as Sasori (I forget how old that is...)
Appearance: She has bright red mid back hair with pink streaks going through it and bright green eyes. Usual outfit under akatsuki cloak or whatever blood red tube top shirt with a black ruffle mini skirt and black knee high zip up high heel boots with silver buckles on them.
Personality: usually pretty peppy and hyper unless tired in which she gets angry easily and very destructive.
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Deidara was excessively cheerful that afternoon. He grinned widely and would not stop talking; it was as if he was a teenage girl at a sleepover party with his ‘best girlfriends’. Unfortunately, I had to sit and watch him, listen to him, and occasionally socialize with him. His big mouth would not stop moving, and it was driving me crazy!
“Sachiko-San—“I glared at him. He was talking, but all I could hear was “Blah, Blah, and Blah! Blah, Blah…” The corners of my mouth dove down into a very annoyed frown, “Blah, Blah!” and he continued. It was like a never-ending play staring none other than Deidara. No doubts that the play would be titled: ‘Deidara: The dumb artist who never got the DAMN idea that everybody wanted to eat him alive!’
“Blah, Blah, blah, Sasori-Danna,”
“Deidara!” I cut him off rudely, “Shut you’re bird making, pie eating, Sasori Kissing HOLE!” The blond stared at me, horrified of my sudden rage. He was so innocent that it was disgusting… His bottom lip quivered sadly as his gaze averted sadly to the side. “What the hell do you keep yapping about? It’s really starting to piss me off!”
“I’m just happy my Danna is coming home today…” He eyed me carefully, “I know how much you can’t stand him, but he really is a nice person…” The side of my mouth twitched in frustration.
“Deidara… He went through my underwear drawer and left me a note saying ‘you’re underwear is too colourful.’” His eyebrows furrowed for a moment, “How is that being ‘nice’?”
“He just has a twisted way of showing his affection-“ A sick sound of flesh on flesh rung through the Akatsuki Lair as my hand made hard contact with the side of Deidara’s face.
“I swear if you don’t shut you’re self-absorbed, duck-humping, Sasori-kissing, banjo-eating mouth, I WILL SHUT IT FOR YOU!” Deidara’s hand shot to his cheek as soon as my hand was gone, “I don’t like you! YOU GET IT. Me. No. like. You!”
“You don’t have to be so harsh on him…” Both mine and Deidara’s heads snapped around to face the redhead that had just walked through the door, “He just wants a little attention…” The man’s pale left hand petted Deidara’s head a few times before he made his way for a seat across the room. A snarl fell from my mouth as I sunk back into the couch, intently watching the older male on the other side of the room. His face was handsome, and his eyes were full of emotion. Despite how nice he looked, there was something about him that made me want to gouge his eyes out.
“Still wearing that colourful underwear…?” Sasori asked sarcastically as he looked in my direction. My face flushed red with rage. He shook his hand dismissively and averted his gaze outside the window. Deidara scooted away from me. He was literally falling off the couch just to get away from me. I snorted quietly to my self and looked towards a window.
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Kisame stared at me, utter amusement spread across his shark features as he watched me struggling to open a small container. A small label was taped to the front of the container. It read: ‘Open me, please!’ with a little face on it. My fingers gripped at it, but the lid just would not come off. Frustrated, I hurled the container and the ground. Kisame stood back a little as the lid flew off and broke a near-by window. I did not care about the window, though; I cared greatly about the piece of paper inside the container. Carefully, I scooped it up and unfolded it.
‘Meet me in the research room? Don’t strain your self finding out who this is, I’m pretty sure you already know…’ A little Chibi boy with a heart above his hand was drawn on the edge of the paper. I snarled darkly and shoved the paper down a pocket in my cloak.
“I swear, if it’s Deidara wanting to ‘Fuck-me-up’ I won’t hesitate to murder him.” I mused to Kisame. He snickered evilly, “If you hear blood-curdling screams, don’t come rushing, alright…?”
“I won’t… But why hate Deidara so much? He’s fine once you get to know him…” Kisame tried to reason. I stopped in the doorway and turned a little to look at him.
“Would you like him if he had blown up your room?” With those final words, I swiftly turned and began walking towards the Research Room.
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The Research room was empty. It was only me and a bunch of old, discarded books. I moved over to the messy desk Pein-Sama liked to do his research on. There were many old pieces of paper, and pens and pencils had been left all over the desk. On the left of the desk was an old book. Printed in big, bold letters on the cover was ‘Touch and I’ll painfully murder you all.’ I decided not to go near that. There was a small piece of paper on the desk, which caught my attention. The same face that was drawn on the note was drawn on it, with the words ‘Turn around’ under it. My left eyebrow rose quietly as I turned around. Standing directly behind me was the handsome redhead Sasori. I let out a gasp and stumbled backwards into the desk.
“Saso—“ His hand covered my mouth. His other hand wrapped delicately around my waist and pulled me towards him.
“Shhh… Pein will hear us if you’re too loud…” His hand removed its self from my mouth and managed to place it’s self on my waist.
“Why are you touching me so lovingly?” I asked, a little surprised, “I thought we hated each other…”
“No… You hated Deidara, which lead you to hate me. I never hated you…” A smile crossed his face, and his handsome went to adorable… In a murderous sort of way… The way he touched me felt strange. It felt like he belonged there. After a few minutes of Sasori holding me, I knew I wanted him more than I should have.
I bit my lip and stared up at him. He was so much taller than I was, and it was a little awkward.
“I need to tell you something…” He finally said, looking to the side.
“W-What…?” I asked quietly. My stomach was sinking as I realised I didn’t hate Sasori. I hated Deidara a little, but not Sasori. I felt like every second I stared into his liquid eyes my heart was slowly starting to melt.
“All this time we’ve been arguing… I’ve actually wanted to be close to you… Holding you… Touching you…” I shivered as his lips slowly kissed down my jaw-line and towards my neck. The way he was speaking to me made me tingle. I’d never seen such a side of Sasori… He was always so blunt and quiet… But he was actually showing a caring side of him… And the scary thing was… He was caring for me, of all people.
His lips moved back up and eventually met mine. My lips burnt when they made contact with his. There was a warm, moist sensation against my bottom lip. After a few seconds, I realised Sasori was gently licking my bottom lip. The sides of my mouth curved a little. I couldn’t help but smile at his adorableness when it came to sexual pleasure and things of that nature. He pulled away and quickly pulled my over-throw off. A smirk crossed my face as I took his overthrow off, just as quickly. His hand slid slowly up my side and landed softly on my right breast. A grin crossed my face as I snaked my hand down so it rested seductively on his leg.
“We really shouldn’t be doing this is Pein-Sama’s office…” I whispered quietly, biting my lip as his other hand trailed gently down my side.
“But it’s such a rush, isn’t it? Don’t tell me you haven’t dreamt of doing thing on his desk…” My grin got even wider, “Imagine how mad he would be…” The mental image of a very angry Pein appeared in my mind. I imagined him screaming at the both of us, stuff about ‘How dare you contaminate my documents!’ and then he’d throw a bunch of death-threats at us.
“But what if we get kicked out or something…? Pein can overreact…” My grin died down into a small smile. I wrapped my arms around Sasori’s neck. He was so warm… How did one person manage to gather such warmth in such cold weather?
“If we get kicked out we just start a new life… Together…”
I bit my lip. “That sounds tempting and all… But… I kind of like it her—mmph!” Sasori’s lips crashed onto mine. Shocked, my left hand shot down to grip the desk. Without even asking for my permission, he managed to shove his tongue inside my mouth. It was obvious who was going to win this battle, so I buckled down and let Sasori do his business.
After a while, he finished and moved away, only a long trail of spit connecting us. I whipped my mouth with the back of my hand.
Within seconds, he was trying to remove my top. I willingly helped him lift it off and over my head. It dropped to the ground.
“Be gentle. Rough isn’t exactly my forte…” I blew a few strands of hair out of my face. I stood topless I front of the male. He looked at me up and down, a smile curving onto his face.
“We need to get rid of the rest…” He gestured towards the rest of my clothing; the ruffle-mini and the wonderful knee-high zip up boots that had served me so well over the years. I sighed softly and obediently took the rest of my clothing off, placing it gently on the floor. My face flushed red with embarrassment as I stood in front of the redheaded male.
“This really isn’t fair! You keep you’re clothing and I don’t?” Sasori pushed me gently, so I was leaning on the desk.
“All in good time,” He whispered, kissing down my neck. I was a little unsure of what to do. Something gave me the idea that Sasori didn’t want me to pleasure him in return. We both wanted the same thing, with as little time spent on getting ready as possible.
He was acting very calm, but I could see through him. He wanted it so bad he was nearly shaking. This was yet another side of Sasori I was surprised to see. His right hand moved down to a place I’d rather it hadn’t of gone. While he worked magic with his tongue around my neck area, he took two of his fingers and slowly slid them inside me. A gasp left my lips as a strange feeling washed over me.
“S-Sasori, what the hell? You sure know how to pick you damn times, don’t you?” His fingers slid in and out every few seconds. A very soft moan fell from my lips.
“Remember to stay quiet… Don’t want anybody hearing us now, do we?” I shook my head and peered over at the door. My face was still flushed red.
“I’m not hearing screaming. Maybe she killed him before he could make a sound?” Kisame snickered to Itachi as the passed the Research room. Both Sasori and I looked up, panic spread across our features. The two didn’t enter, but kept going down the hallway. I let out a sigh of relief and looked at Sasori.
“Kind of a turn-on, right?” He smirked at me. I didn’t want to agree, so I just shrugged.
“Aren’t you going to take you’re clothes off? I don’t want to feel left out,” I frowned and tugged gently on his shirt. Sasori removed my hand and placed a single kiss on my forehead.
“Not this time.” He whispered softly, “Sorry, Sachi,” My eyes widened a little at the use of my nickname. Since when did Sasori refer to me as ‘Sachi’?
I stared at him, completely oblivious to the fact that he was replacing his fingers with himself. With one sharp thrust, he was completely inside. I held back a small scream. It was painful, to be honest.
“Y-You bastard!” I hissed, “Next time warn me!” My hands wrapped around his neck. He thrust in and out repeatedly, and the stinging pain in my stomach soothed down to an overwhelming pleasure. I tried my best to keep the moaning to a minimum, because we were at risk of being caught any second. If Pein walked on us because of the noise… I’d hate to think what would happen.
“Y-You’re so good… You’ve done this before…?” I was so curious… I just had to know…
“Not to anybody I really liked,” He replied smirking. My eyebrows lowered in confusion.
“W-What’s that supposed to mean…?” The pleasure was too much. I started to shake a little. I was getting close to the end of my wild ride, and I knew Sasori was too. With one last thrust, it was all over. The warm liquid spilled out inside me. A cry left my lips as I gripped onto Sasori.
We were both panting a little.
“Sasori-Danna…?” The voice was unmistakably Deidara’s. Our heads shot up to look at the confused boy in the doorway. He stared at us, his eyes wide and his jaw open.
“T-This isn’t what I looks like!” I stuttered nervously. My face flushed red as I clung to Sasori.
“S-Sure, it isn’t… E-Excuse me… I have… Zetsu to… blow up… Bye!” he darted down the hallway, in the direction of Pein’s office.
“We are so dead,” Sasori sighed, placing his head on my shoulder. I look down at the desk I was sitting out. The mixed liquid had spilled out over his piles of paperwork and books.
“What’s worse is we messed up his paperwork… Double the pain…”
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We both sat quietly in a cupboard. Pein had been storming around for hours looking for us, but had absolutely no luck finding us. Sasori held my hand comfortingly, a bored look spread across his features.
“How long is he gonna keep looking for us?” I whispered.
Sasori went to speak, “He’s looking for you guys? I thought he was looking for me because I planted a garden outside…” We both looked up, seeing Zetsu hanging from the top shelf of the cupboard.
“I guess we’re all screwed then…” Sasori’s mouth twitched a little.
The door flung open, and the outside world was exposed to us again. Staring down at us was none other than Pein. The same emotionless look on his face as always.
“Hi, Leader-Sama…” All three of us giggled nervously.
Oh boy… Punishment, don’t wait up for us…