Monday, July 23, 2012

A Deidara Lemon -- Shades of Blue

Character: Deidara

Fandom: Naruto

OC: Aki, silver hair, purple eyes, absolutely insane

Inspiration: Deidara's injured and Aki helps him out~

It had started out as a peaceful evening.  Aki had a long, relaxing bath, cleaned up the wounds she had recently acquired, and had ultimately gone to bed on a full stomach with a happy expression.  But she knew all too well that peace was a hard thing to come by in the Akatsuki, and so she remained unsurprised to be woken up at 2 in the morning due to a loud, obnoxious noise coming from a few doors down.

She groaned and rolled over, anger flaring through her.  It was an argument of some kind, and she could tell that Deidara had something to do with it because it was his voice that was loudest.  She couldn't quite make out the words, but she had a feeling that it was either Tobi or Itachi who he was yelling at.

It went on for a while, relentless and incessant as it pounded through Aki's tightly shut door.  A feeble curse flew from her lips as she stared at the ceiling, but no amount of glaring seemed to make Deidara's stupid voice lessen.  She was gonna kill him.

But evidently, fate had other plans for her, which she realized as soon as she sensed Deidara's chakra just outside her door.  Then, the explosive ninja was stumbling into the dark room with a muttered curse and what was probably an annoyed look on his face.

Though Aki would rather not admit it, this sort of thing happened more often than not.  (Deidara falling into her room at all hours of the day, that is.)  it was just this strange connection they had made years prior, when Aki had first joined the group and managed to get beat up on every mission.  Leader would force Deidara to come mop up her blood and that would be that.  But sometimes, their roles were reversed.

She could smell the blood before she'd even bothered turning on the light.  The thick, iron scent invaded her senses and she cringed.  All thoughts of killing him flew from her head as she reached over to flick on her bedside lamp.

Immediately, the room was bathed with dim light, and Deidara's figure was a shadow at the edge of it, leaning against the wall and clutching the wound that was gashed across his chest.  It was bleeding rather profusely and explained why Deidara's expression was so grumpy.

Aki slipped from her bed, feet lightly sliding onto the wooden floor as she neared him.  She could feel his eyes on her figure, examining her short night shirt and how it fluttered over her thighs as she walked.  And she was amazed at how he could be checking her out when he was in so much pain, and slightly surprised at the honesty within his gaze.

Her fingers curled around his shoulders and she pulled him forward, gently leading him to her bed before silently pushing him onto it.  He sat there staring at her for a moment before a short, annoyed noise came from his throat and he pulled his hand away from his wound.

His cloak was barely a cloak anymore.  Aki would describe it more as a tatter of rags that hung limply from his shoulders.  She pushed it away and glanced at the feverish gash, face blanching at the sight of it.  She was no medical ninja, but she would try her best because this was Deidara, and she cared for him more than she let on.

She padded into the bathroom to collect her bandages, ointment, and a bowl of water with a rag.  When she'd returned, Deidara had moved from his sitting position to a laying one, and was taking up the majority of her bed, hair splaying over the pillow she had only just been using.  She gave him an unimpressed look -- even though he couldn't see because his eyes were closed -- and rolled her eyes.  When she sat next to him on the mattress, his expression barely flickered in recognition before he had once again slumped down.

Aki got her revenge by harshly dragging the wet cloth over his wound.  Immediately, Deidara cringed and propped himself up on his elbows, glaring at her, "Watch it!  That hurts, yeah!" 

But Aki just returned the glare and ground out, "What were you thinking?!  How could you let yourself be injured like this -- " she paused, wanting to cry for some reason.  It was not because he was like this, but rather had something to do with the fact that she could do nothing for him but wash away his blood.  "I-I don't even know what to do."  To her horror, her voice cracked on the last word.

She ducked her head in something akin to shame and stared resolutely at his chest, being more gentle as she cleaned the cut.  She could feel his eyes on her as she worked, but he said nothing until she was already wrapping bandages around him.  When she was about to get up to clear away the bloody water, his hand closed around her wrist and he murmured an oddly soft, "Aki.  Can I…stay here tonight?"

She looked at him, eyes lingering over his as he stared up at her.  There was something in his gaze -- something she couldn't quite identify but made her pleased nonetheless.  She had never seen Deidara so human before.  He'd never asked her for something in such a gentle way.  It threw her off guard and the only response her body allowed her was a stiff jerk of her head.  Then she picked up the bowl and padded back to her bathroom, cheeks blazing with a blush she couldn't explain.

When she returned, Deidara was staring up at the ceiling with a blank expression.  He had shifted slightly to make room for her on the other side of the bed, and the gesture made Aki somewhat pensive.  She was just going to sleep on the couch, but…

"Deidara."  He looked over at her, eyes latching onto her own and once again throwing her off guard.  She paused, jerked her eyes away, and told him, "You should take your shoes off.  It'll be uncomfortable to sleep in them."

He just made a noise and slowly sat up, aware of Aki's eyes on him the entire time.  His expression remained composed -- if not a little grumpy -- as he leaned down to undo his sandals.  But he couldn't stop the slight cringe from overriding his features as he leaned too far over.

To his surprise, Aki was by his side in less than a moment, inspecting the bandages for traces of blood.  But the gash had not reopened and she sunk back with a look of relief, which then turned to embarrassment at the smirking look on Deidara's face.  "Shut up," she muttered, crawling into bed beside him.  He only scoffed lightly and told her, "It's not the wound.  My shoulders have been killing me since the fight.  I think I pulled a muscle."

He was still sitting up on the edge of the bed, and glanced over at Aki in silent demand.  She sighed, looking at the clock and realizing how exhausted she was.  But still, she couldn't really deny Deidara much of anything, and rather liked the idea of touching him.  So she hauled herself up, sat behind him, and moved her hands up his back.

It was a good thing he wasn't facing her, because with her legs on either side of him, Aki's night shirt was riding dangerously up her thighs.  She held down a blush and began kneading his sore muscles.  He really was tense, but he relaxed with each swipe of her hands.  She really did have skilled fingers…

Before Deidara knew what was happening, he could feel other problems arising.  He should probably have pulled away from her and called it a night, but the way she was touching him was heavenly -- the perfect thing to come home to after such an intense mission -- and he couldn't pull away for anything.

Aki had an idea as to what was happening.  She wasn't stupid.  And she certainly couldn't deny that Deidara's reaction to her touch made her excited.  It had been too long since she had a man, and perhaps this was what she needed. 

Her nails scraped down him and she leaned against his back, pushing her breasts to his skin and allowing her warm breath to cascade over his neck.  He stiffened slightly, hands fisting by his side, but didn't move.  Aki was glad of it, because from this vantage point she could see the tent of his pants, and it had her desire cementing into lust.

Aki had never been under confident.  She was fairly sure of herself, unless Deidara was concerned.  But she had a certain clarity at this moment that she'd never had during previous encounters with Deidara, and she moved with a grace that showed that confidence.

Her hot breath wavered over his ear, tongue dancing out to flicker down the shell before pressing a lingering kiss at the hollow behind it.  A dangerous shiver wracked through his body as a result, but he remained still -- and almost stiff and uncomfortable -- as her fingers tickled lightly down his sides.

Deidara was stiff, in numerous ways, but he was not uncomfortable.  Instead, he was trying terribly hard to reign in the possessive hunger that was burning through his body.  He ground his teeth together, muscles clenching as he felt her move her mouth to suck on the sensitive skin of his neck.  He felt a strange unwillingness to take her like any other woman he'd had.  He wanted to go slowly here, enjoy her to the fullest, but his self control had never been his best quality and it was quickly running out…

Aki's hands ghosted down his body.  From her perch behind him, she had good access to everything he had to offer, and took full advantage of this.  She palmed his chest, careful to avoid the cut that was still very tender, and smoothed her touch down around his naval, over his hipbones, until she lingered just beside his twitching member.  With a smile that Deidara probably felt against his neck, Aki drifted over the bulge of his pants, watching his reaction with calculating eyes.

She was not disappointed.  His body shivered deliciously again and he had to bite his lip to hold in a deep moan.  But remnants of it still came out, and Aki shivered against him at the husky, undiluted sound of his desire. 

She wanted him so badly that it hurt.  Aki didn't know the last time she had been so turned on by the actions of another.  She was a quaking mess, and the only cure for her intense arousal was sitting just in front of her, a mess in his own right.

"Deidara…" she breathed, voice coming out in a rather helpless way.  She kissed his shoulder, hands shifting over his legs to rest on her own.  He looked over his shoulder at her, and she was shocked at the dark, intense way his eyes flickered over hers.  The hunger within them made her even more flustered than she already was.

He jerked his gaze down her body, moving into a standing position beside the bed to better look at her.  She didn't bother closing her legs, even though he could probably see all the way to her panties since her night shirt had ridden up her legs so much.  He took her in lazily, cerulean eyes somehow dangerous as he looked over her.

Aki was suddenly aware of things she hadn't given much thought to previously.  Like the way the dim lighting was somewhat romantic, and how it washed over them and bathed them in a sweet sort of embrace.  She also noticed how her own body was positioned, with her legs far apart and the straps of her shirt slinking down her shoulders. 

The man before her moved forward after what seemed like forever, finally propping a knee onto the bed before tilting her chin up and leaning over her.  It struck her as odd how they had never kissed yet, and Aki suddenly felt a yearning desire to do just that.  Her mouth fell open in a silent plea, and Deidara snatched it up as he descended on her, lips crashing against hers in an intense, passionate way.

She immediately moaned into the kiss, hands reaching up to break the distance between them.  She buried her fingers into his hair and he pushed her back, until she was a breathless mass beneath him.  When he pulled away to see her bruised lips and flushed body, he felt those powerful urges swell within him and then snap.  He couldn't just go slow now -- he needed her too much, wanted her too badly.  His body was itching to discover her and his control was nothing but a frazzled wreck.

But Aki didn't seem to mind.  She reached down to his pants and ripped the drawstring away, impatiently tugging at the hem.  Deidara chuckled, though there really wasn't anything funny about the situation, and helped her ease the annoying fabric off his hips.  He dipped his hands over her legs and she shifted up the bed, finding the pillows and laying down upon them.  When she was comfortable, she gave her soon-to-be lover a look that told him to do whatever he wanted.

He did, but not what she had exactly planned.  But as he rode her night shirt higher up her hips, jerked her panties away, and descended upon her aching core, Aki couldn't find the willpower to complain.  In fact, she couldn't only grip the sheets around her and let Deidara have his way.

And what a way it was.  His tongue was like magic, pumping in and out of her in a manner that left her more than breathless.  His fingers reached up and fiddled with the button atop her clit, making her pleasure skyrocket.  His name soon became a mantra on her lips as she called out for him, voice getting louder and louder as her orgasm heightened…and then she was releasing and Deidara was moving faster to accommodate the intense satisfaction.  But it was far from over.

She knew because, when Deidara kissed his way back up to her lips, she could see the fire in his eyes and felt her body heat back up at the sight of it.  She could also feel his arousal pushing up against her leg, and that was what prompted her to thread her fingers into Deidara's hair and pull him in for a deep kiss.  This one was different from the others, displaying what Aki hoped was a hungry desire.  Whether Deidara could feel it or not, though, Aki didn't know.  All she could comprehend at this moment was how hot he looked hovering above her like this, and how much she wanted him to just take her already.

But apparently it was easier said than done, because as Deidara wrestled out of his boxers and began to line himself up, he suddenly let out a painful groan that had Aki momentarily forgetting the passionate ache of her body.

"Deidara!" her arms flew around him and he panted hard, glaring at an area to her left.  Of course, she silently cursed, he was still injured.  How she had managed to forget that little fact astounded her.  She was slightly shamed at her own selfishness, until Deidara grunted, "Damn it…this stupid…"  And then Aki decided she'd better look at the whole picture.

It didn't appear as though he had reopened the wound, because the bandages were still a stark white color.  The only physical problem that Deidara seemed to have was the erect one between his legs…one that Aki had surprisingly failed to notice until now.

She stared at it, studying the size of him.  He was big, maybe even bigger than any guy she'd had.  She didn't know -- couldn't seem to remember at this moment in time.  Aki only knew that she wanted him.

Deidara cursed again, this time directing his glare halfheartedly to her.  "If you keep staring at it, I -- "  But his words were drowned in a sudden moan of pleasure as Aki reached down to touch him.

His wound temporarily forgotten, Deidara stared hard at her and frowned.  He couldn’t believe that he was so overcome by his own lust that he'd been about to take her when she was still wearing that stupid shirt!  He growled, hands fisting as they buried themselves into the pillows above her head.  Tugging harshly at the shoulder strap, he spat, "Take this damn thing off!"  And, though he was sorry for her hand to leave his lower body, Deidara quite enjoyed the sight of her naked body as she eased the shirt past her shoulders.

She sat up, kissing him gently on the mouth before murmuring, "Deidara…lay down." 

He stared at her in surprise, with the slight trace of an accepted challenge in his eyes, and Aki sighed in a rather unimpressed manner.  "You're hurt.  If you overexert yourself you'll reopen the -- "

"I know, I know," he muttered, looking like he wanted to argue.  But he didn't, and ended up flopping down onto his back and watching Aki crawl on top of him. 

Yes, this was better.  His lust slammed back into him at full force as he looked down at her, eyes dancing over her bare breasts, down the plane of her stomach, to where her sex was practically begging for him.  His hands shifted over her, clutching at her bottom as he lead her to him member.  There really wasn't any time or need for more foreplay.  The only thing Deidara wanted was her, right now.

She hovered over him, hands reaching down to his manhood and guiding him into her core.  She had to close her eyes as she accepted him because it felt so amazing after so long that her body was exploding.  A helpless, needy sort of moan drifted past her parted lips that had Deidara jerking into her fully, reacting to her.  His sudden action made another moan to come flying past her throat.

"Open your eyes…" he growled, nails digging into her flesh as he pumped himself in and out of her.  His control was long gone by now, but it fled even more when her eyes slowly opened and met his.  He panted, chest searing, but he ignored is wound and focused on the pleasure radiating from his body. 

Their movements were artful, but Aki would expect no less from the artist himself.  He seemed to know exactly what he was doing as he lead her along, and it made her want to come right then and there.  But she held out because she knew how amazing it would be if they came together, utterly united.

The sound of skin slapping together filled the room, annunciated by the desperate moans that left them with each swift jerk of their hips.  By the time the telltale sign of Aki's orgasm began to hit her, Deidara's name was practically a chant on her lips, like the edge of a prayer that had yet to be answered.

But the answer was coming just as swiftly as their movements.  Aki groaned, buried her face into his neck, and quickened her pace.  His hands eased up her back, letting her set the stage as she moved her hips faster, harder down around him.  He moaned, and somewhere between it he managed to tell Aki to look at him. 

She did, and the intense emotion in her eyes was enough to send Deidara over the edge.  Her name came rushing from him and he jerked his hips upward, feeling his own orgasm hit him squarely like a ton of bricks.  And then it was over, and they were left panting on the mattress as they tried to recover from the magnitude of their bliss, which was still wavering over them. 

Aki gasped, fell beside him, and studied the dazed look on Deidara's face.  After a moment, he turned his head to look at her, and the spell was broken as Aki shifted toward him, weaving her limbs with his and kissing away the aftereffects of their union.

Aki thought, as she lay her head down on his chest, that she heard Deidara whisper something under his breath to her.  But she was far too exhausted to seek him out and make him say it again.  As the light was switched off and they were bathed in darkness, she decided that she would find out in the morning.  For now, sleep was in order.

She pressed one last kiss to his chest, and closed her eyes.



  1. This is REALLY, REALLY good!!! Deidei!!! :)

  2. So good, I could have orgasmed XD

  3. I think a sequel is due. DAMN! How is it that everything you write leaves me scalding?

  4. This was so good!

  5. I loved it! Though I think I might pass out due to a nosebleed

  6. o-o.. im gonna go make out with my deidara doll andreplay that in my head now *nose bleed*

  7. I think a sequel is in order, maybe one where deidara says those words a little louder?