Kink Bingo - Free Space!
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setos_puppyTitle: Rainy Day
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing/Characters: Zabuza/Haku
Rating: Mature
Warning: Sex, kissing, slight AU
Summary: Zabuza pays a lot of money for a good time
Disclaimer: Not mine they belong to Masashi Kishimoto et al.
Notes: Part of my endeavor into![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
kink_bingo for my Free Space, which I used prostitution prompt. This is all emocezi's fault! ALL HER FAULT!
Word Count: 1418
“Ah, welcome, welcome.”
Momichi Zabuza nodded his head in greeting as the mama-san of Kiku Ochiya bowed repeatedly at his entrance. It had taken him more than a substantial amount of money and a waiting list of over three weeks to even get inside. The formal tea house was the facade for beautiful women and men of varying ages to enjoy the pleasurable company of its employees.
As he walked through the narrow halls, passing open tea rooms where giggling girls gathered around low tables he allowed himself to be let into a vacant room and knelt on the ground. The mama-san poured him a glass of steaming tea and slid a long, thin menu next to his elbow along with a few writing implements and bowed before making herself scarce.
Zabuza sipped the tea and flipped open the menu. He read over the policy of the establishment, same rules as always - bathe before and after, money up front, no staying overnight. He selected his interests - male, and took his time to browse their varied assortments of kinks and more perverse pleasures before setting the menu aside, indicating he had made his selection. The mama-san flitted in and out, taking the menu and leaving him in solitude to finish his tea.
After finishing Zabuza stood and was lead through the winding maze of shoji screens and narrow halls into the back. As the thick, embellished wooden door slid shut, securing the room from the prying eyes of the outside, the ornately painted shoji screens were slid open.
Zabuza barely hid his noise of delight. Dozens of boys spread out like a buffet for him to choose from. All there for him. All wanting to do this for him. Some were older, close to his own age, some younger, ranging from willowy and lithe to more corded, muscular boys. Zabuza’s eyes passed them over quickly, he liked his boys soft and feminine but clearly boyish when their clothing fell away.
There.
Sitting in the uppermost left corner was his conquest for the night. Skin pale as milk with dark black hair like ink and wide dark pools for eyes. He was wrapped in a cream coloured kimono with a simple floral brocade on the left arm and trailing down the chest. Subtle designs to accentuate and not overpower his beautiful features.
“That one. Number 32.”
The boy rose from his perch on the downy cushions and bowed in the direction of the mama-san and then in Zabuza’s direction before slipping out of the room. Zabuza was handed a bundle containing supplies for the evening’s events, bathing supplies, likely a yukata for him after he bathed, a key to a locker for his belongings, oil and condoms. He bowed his head in thanks before leaving the room and heading for the shower.
After showering, locking up his belongings and changing into the yukata, Zabuza was lead into the room. His purchase for the evening was already standing in the room by the windows. He was peering out over the mountains, at the mist and the gently falling rain. The boy turned, a smile on his face, and he regarded Zabuza for a long moment before crossing to him.
“My name is Haku, Zabuza-san, and I will be your entertainment for this evening.” Zabuza rose a hand to stroke the boy’s cheek but it was seized in a surprisingly strong grip. The boy smiled at him again, serene and polite. “Money first.”
Ah, of course. Zabuza reached into the sleeve of his yukata and pulled out a slim red envelope and handed it to Haku. The boy bowed his head and lifted the flap to peer inside, he thumbed through the money before placing it aside safely and turning back to Zabuza. Zabuza regarded the younger male for a long moment, beautiful as he was, he was also powerful, no doubt. Roses always had thorns.
“Are you regretting your decision, Zabuza-san?”
“Not at all. I’m actually wondering why a boy such as yourself is here.”
“I enjoy it. It wasn’t some horrible lie of a story that some of the other boys would spin you. I wasn’t sold. I wasn’t abandoned. I came here of my own free volition and chose to do this. I enjoy the money and the freedom as well as the safety of the brothel. I meet many interesting people and I can earn more money in a week than most.”
Zabuza huffed a laugh. The boy was defiant. He liked it. He brought their mouths together in a soft kiss and groaned when the boy went pliant under him. He framed his cheeks with his hands before trailing them down, stroking over the luxurious kimono that encased the lithe body. He pulled away, nipping at the unmarred skin, and took hold of the boy’s obi, unknotting it and slowly unwiding the length of it from around his waist.
Like unwrapping a present.
Zabuza let out a soft exhale as he pushed open the kimono and the nanjuban underneath, exposing lily white, flawless skin to his eyes and greedy hands. Haku shucked his shoulders and the kimono fell free, pooling at his bare feet as he stepped forward, sure hands doing away with the knot on Zabuza’s obi and pulling his yukata down.
Haku’s hands roamed over the scars and rough muscle of Zabuza’s torso before he smiled. “You’re already aroused.”
“It’s because of you. The fact that you’re mine.”
Haku smiled and let his face be led up into a kiss. “For the night.”
Zabuza covered the boy’s mouth with his own and pushed him onto the futon. His fingers trailed down Haku’s spine and as he pushed into the boy with his fingers he gave a quiet, pleased noise as he realized he was already open for him. Slick and wet with oil and stretched to a fairly safe point. Haku shuddered, mouth pressing to Zabuza’s neck and shoulder as he wrapped his long, powerful legs around Zabuza’s waist and canted up his hips.
Haku rummaged through the small pack Zabuza had been given and opened a condom. Sure, confident hands rolled the condom onto his erect cock and Zabuza pushed his hips up. This is why he paid, for the experience, for boys who acted demure and then filthy. The perfect combination.
Zabuza looped an arm around Haku’s shoulders and pressed him down before thrusting in with one sure push of his hips. Haku let out a soft noise, his head falling back as he trembled, hair fanning out over the pillows. Zabuza kissed the hallow of his throat as Haku wrapped his limbs around him and rolled his hips.
It was all it took for Zabuza to start pushing in his hips, mouth falling open. Haku’s hands fisted against his shoulders and pushed against him on every inward thrust. The boy may not seem like it, but he was in charge, knew what he was doing and was using every trick in his book to bring Zabuza off hard and fast. He took Zabuza’s hand that had latched onto his waist and tugged it to his erection, prompting Zabuza to stroke as he whined and shuddered as Zabuza deepened and quickened his pace to assault his prostate.
Before Zabuza knew what was happening his orgasm washed over him and he shuddered, kissing Haku through it. He kept thrusting and stroking and was rewarded as Haku tightened around his oversensitive cock and came with a whimper against his mouth.
Zabuza rolled off, sliding out and slid the condom off, knotting it and placing it in the well positioned trashcan. He turned his eyes to Haku, who was rolled on his side and looking out the window before sliding up behind him and pressing a row of kisses down his shoulder.
“It only took you a month.”
Zabuza chuckled, low and deep. “You were the one who requested this, Haku. You’re the one who wanted to pretend.”
Haku made a noise of contention and then rolled over onto his other side, kissing Zabuza long and languid. “The mama-san has been most accommodating.”
“With how much I paid her she better be.”
Haku nuzzled against Zabuza before rolling back over, wrapping Zabuza’s arms around his waist. He peered out the window again. “Thank you for doing this for me, Zabuza-san.”
Zabuza nodded against Haku’s shoulder, smiling against the pale flesh. “I’d do anything for you, Haku, you know that.”
Haku sighed contentedly. “I know.”
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing/Characters: Zabuza/Haku
Rating: Mature
Warning: Sex, kissing, slight AU
Summary: Zabuza pays a lot of money for a good time
Disclaimer: Not mine they belong to Masashi Kishimoto et al.
Notes: Part of my endeavor into
kink_bingo for my Free Space, which I used prostitution prompt. This is all emocezi's fault! ALL HER FAULT!Word Count: 1418
“Ah, welcome, welcome.”
Momichi Zabuza nodded his head in greeting as the mama-san of Kiku Ochiya bowed repeatedly at his entrance. It had taken him more than a substantial amount of money and a waiting list of over three weeks to even get inside. The formal tea house was the facade for beautiful women and men of varying ages to enjoy the pleasurable company of its employees.
As he walked through the narrow halls, passing open tea rooms where giggling girls gathered around low tables he allowed himself to be let into a vacant room and knelt on the ground. The mama-san poured him a glass of steaming tea and slid a long, thin menu next to his elbow along with a few writing implements and bowed before making herself scarce.
Zabuza sipped the tea and flipped open the menu. He read over the policy of the establishment, same rules as always - bathe before and after, money up front, no staying overnight. He selected his interests - male, and took his time to browse their varied assortments of kinks and more perverse pleasures before setting the menu aside, indicating he had made his selection. The mama-san flitted in and out, taking the menu and leaving him in solitude to finish his tea.
After finishing Zabuza stood and was lead through the winding maze of shoji screens and narrow halls into the back. As the thick, embellished wooden door slid shut, securing the room from the prying eyes of the outside, the ornately painted shoji screens were slid open.
Zabuza barely hid his noise of delight. Dozens of boys spread out like a buffet for him to choose from. All there for him. All wanting to do this for him. Some were older, close to his own age, some younger, ranging from willowy and lithe to more corded, muscular boys. Zabuza’s eyes passed them over quickly, he liked his boys soft and feminine but clearly boyish when their clothing fell away.
There.
Sitting in the uppermost left corner was his conquest for the night. Skin pale as milk with dark black hair like ink and wide dark pools for eyes. He was wrapped in a cream coloured kimono with a simple floral brocade on the left arm and trailing down the chest. Subtle designs to accentuate and not overpower his beautiful features.
“That one. Number 32.”
The boy rose from his perch on the downy cushions and bowed in the direction of the mama-san and then in Zabuza’s direction before slipping out of the room. Zabuza was handed a bundle containing supplies for the evening’s events, bathing supplies, likely a yukata for him after he bathed, a key to a locker for his belongings, oil and condoms. He bowed his head in thanks before leaving the room and heading for the shower.
After showering, locking up his belongings and changing into the yukata, Zabuza was lead into the room. His purchase for the evening was already standing in the room by the windows. He was peering out over the mountains, at the mist and the gently falling rain. The boy turned, a smile on his face, and he regarded Zabuza for a long moment before crossing to him.
“My name is Haku, Zabuza-san, and I will be your entertainment for this evening.” Zabuza rose a hand to stroke the boy’s cheek but it was seized in a surprisingly strong grip. The boy smiled at him again, serene and polite. “Money first.”
Ah, of course. Zabuza reached into the sleeve of his yukata and pulled out a slim red envelope and handed it to Haku. The boy bowed his head and lifted the flap to peer inside, he thumbed through the money before placing it aside safely and turning back to Zabuza. Zabuza regarded the younger male for a long moment, beautiful as he was, he was also powerful, no doubt. Roses always had thorns.
“Are you regretting your decision, Zabuza-san?”
“Not at all. I’m actually wondering why a boy such as yourself is here.”
“I enjoy it. It wasn’t some horrible lie of a story that some of the other boys would spin you. I wasn’t sold. I wasn’t abandoned. I came here of my own free volition and chose to do this. I enjoy the money and the freedom as well as the safety of the brothel. I meet many interesting people and I can earn more money in a week than most.”
Zabuza huffed a laugh. The boy was defiant. He liked it. He brought their mouths together in a soft kiss and groaned when the boy went pliant under him. He framed his cheeks with his hands before trailing them down, stroking over the luxurious kimono that encased the lithe body. He pulled away, nipping at the unmarred skin, and took hold of the boy’s obi, unknotting it and slowly unwiding the length of it from around his waist.
Like unwrapping a present.
Zabuza let out a soft exhale as he pushed open the kimono and the nanjuban underneath, exposing lily white, flawless skin to his eyes and greedy hands. Haku shucked his shoulders and the kimono fell free, pooling at his bare feet as he stepped forward, sure hands doing away with the knot on Zabuza’s obi and pulling his yukata down.
Haku’s hands roamed over the scars and rough muscle of Zabuza’s torso before he smiled. “You’re already aroused.”
“It’s because of you. The fact that you’re mine.”
Haku smiled and let his face be led up into a kiss. “For the night.”
Zabuza covered the boy’s mouth with his own and pushed him onto the futon. His fingers trailed down Haku’s spine and as he pushed into the boy with his fingers he gave a quiet, pleased noise as he realized he was already open for him. Slick and wet with oil and stretched to a fairly safe point. Haku shuddered, mouth pressing to Zabuza’s neck and shoulder as he wrapped his long, powerful legs around Zabuza’s waist and canted up his hips.
Haku rummaged through the small pack Zabuza had been given and opened a condom. Sure, confident hands rolled the condom onto his erect cock and Zabuza pushed his hips up. This is why he paid, for the experience, for boys who acted demure and then filthy. The perfect combination.
Zabuza looped an arm around Haku’s shoulders and pressed him down before thrusting in with one sure push of his hips. Haku let out a soft noise, his head falling back as he trembled, hair fanning out over the pillows. Zabuza kissed the hallow of his throat as Haku wrapped his limbs around him and rolled his hips.
It was all it took for Zabuza to start pushing in his hips, mouth falling open. Haku’s hands fisted against his shoulders and pushed against him on every inward thrust. The boy may not seem like it, but he was in charge, knew what he was doing and was using every trick in his book to bring Zabuza off hard and fast. He took Zabuza’s hand that had latched onto his waist and tugged it to his erection, prompting Zabuza to stroke as he whined and shuddered as Zabuza deepened and quickened his pace to assault his prostate.
Before Zabuza knew what was happening his orgasm washed over him and he shuddered, kissing Haku through it. He kept thrusting and stroking and was rewarded as Haku tightened around his oversensitive cock and came with a whimper against his mouth.
Zabuza rolled off, sliding out and slid the condom off, knotting it and placing it in the well positioned trashcan. He turned his eyes to Haku, who was rolled on his side and looking out the window before sliding up behind him and pressing a row of kisses down his shoulder.
“It only took you a month.”
Zabuza chuckled, low and deep. “You were the one who requested this, Haku. You’re the one who wanted to pretend.”
Haku made a noise of contention and then rolled over onto his other side, kissing Zabuza long and languid. “The mama-san has been most accommodating.”
“With how much I paid her she better be.”
Haku nuzzled against Zabuza before rolling back over, wrapping Zabuza’s arms around his waist. He peered out the window again. “Thank you for doing this for me, Zabuza-san.”
Zabuza nodded against Haku’s shoulder, smiling against the pale flesh. “I’d do anything for you, Haku, you know that.”
Haku sighed contentedly. “I know.”
