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One thing had been bothering him since the start of the day, and it was not the mission. In fact, he couldn’t care less for the mission. It was pretty straight forward; they had to destroy a village and steal the leader’s sword. But Sasori couldn’t care less. The only thing on his mind was the project he had started working on. His new masterpiece.
He had gathered everything he needed; the perfect clay for the body, the perfect fabric for the clothes, the perfect glass for the eyes but one significant thing was missing. His model. You were on a faraway mission but the thing that made Sasori tick the worst was the fact that he was with you. He always “tampered” with you; not against your will of course but it didn’t make a difference to Sasori. Whenever you came back from missions with him, you had scars and bruises, and your otherwise perfect body seemed mutilated to Sasori’ s eyes[1].
That’s what you did and that’s why Sasori hated Hidan.
“Sasori, my man, where is your mind today?” Deidara wasn’t Sasori’ s favorite either but he was above Hidan on the list.
“Just keep walking. Let’s get it over with.” Sasori didn’t answer the question.
“We’d go faster if you didn’t have to slither around in this damn puppet. Just get out and walk like a normal person, hm!”
“Shut up”
The mission was easily done and over with when suddenly, on their way to the nearest Inn, they bumped into you.
“Y/n!” Deidara exclaimed as you appeared behind some trees. “I thought you went in the Land of Water with Hidan”.
“We wrapped up the mission early, so we got separated. He had to meet up with Kakuzu and I wanted to relax in some hot springs finally” you giggled. Your laugh could make Sasori shiver if he had a human body. “I thought you guys were in a mission, too”.
“We were so we came for the hot springs, too, but it’d be 100 times better with you here, hm”.
Deidara seemed really excited to have ran into you and he wasn’t shy about showing it, either. Everyone knew you two were close to each other, so close that once Zetsu had caught you in a room together as he had tried to assign Deidara a mission. But Sasori didn’t mind him, as much as he minded Hidan. Deidara had never hurt your body and he seemed to realize how perfect you were, just as Sasori did.
After you all checked in, you and Deidara disappeared to the hot springs. Sasori avoided it because the humidity wasn’t the best for his body. After his communication with Pain, to inform him of the completion of the mission, he was assigned a new one, so he went to the onsen to get Deidara. Before he entered the men’s onsen, he heard soft moans coming from the one behind the big curtain with the word “Women” written on it. He was sure these weren’t just women’s moans.
Curiosity started to build up inside him. In his mind, he knew what was happening and wanted to avoid looking but an unknown urge took over his body. He didn’t want to see you together, he just wanted to see you so badly, even if it was with Deidara. He slowly pulled the curtain, just enough for him to be able to catch a glimpse of you.
There you were, fully naked under the full moon. Your porcelain skin glistening with sweat as your chest was moving up and down and your gaping mouth letting moaning breaths echo through the onsen. Your hair laying flawlessly around you on the stones, shining under the moonlight. Your perfect legs were parted, leaving enough room for him to enter you but not enough for Sasori to see what was happening between them. With every thrust both of you moaned softly, trying not to be heard.
Deidara’s hands travelled your body and made quick stops to your chest, so the mouths on his palms could suck on your nipples. With his every little touch, you held back moans, and you gasped for air when his movements got a little faster. That was the first time Sasori felt jealous of him. He wished his own touch could make you feel like this, but unfortunately, his hands only could make you shiver because they were always cold.
Suddenly, Deidara lowered his body on top of you to reach for your neck. He kissed it for a moment and then moved to your lips. His thrusts became inconsistent, and you wrapped your legs around his waist for better entry. Sasori could no longer see your body, but that image was beautiful in his eyes. The perfect form of beauty. He didn’t care that it wasn’t him who was pleasuring you, he just loved the fact that he could be there to watch you reach ecstasy.
Then, as in a dream, you turned your head, and your eyes fell on him. You had realized, for some time now, that Sasori had a thing for you, but you never thought he would act on it. You were curious about him, too so, you didn’t stop Deidara, you didn’t yell, you just kept looking in his eyes and smiled crooked; the kind of smile a kid gives when they’re caught doing something naughty. It was like an invitation to keep watching. So, he did. He kept watching you and you kept watching him. The thought turned him on. He promised himself he’d leave when you would finally orgasm, but the thought of you like that drove him insane. Deidara hadn’t seem to have noticed and if he had, he didn’t care. He just kept going, making you moan sweetly.
“I’m coming” you announced but Sasori was certain you only said it to mock him, make him feel like he was the one pleasuring you instead of his partner. Deidara kept a steady pace and it wasn’t long before you actually came. Even though he wasn’t the one inside you, you kept looking at him and when you couldn’t keep your eyes open from pleasure, he left. Because if he had stayed, he wasn’t sure he could’ve controlled himself.
The mere thought of your insides pulsing on Deidara made him lose his mind. He was jealous. Jealous of his hands touching you and of his dick being inside you. Jealous of his eyes that could see you beneath him, fully surrendered to him. But deep down, he knew that it wouldn’t be the same even if he was the one inside you. He didn’t have a human body, he couldn’t feel your warmth. Not really.