There's a Reason He Doesn't Sleep

Freak

It couldn't be real, could it? Naruto kept telling himself to wake up, that this was all a dream he had to get out of. This was a game, a sick, twisted game he had dreamt up and so far, he was losing. Unfortunately, telling himself to wake up wasn't getting him anywhere, nor did it seem to work; this was all a cruel reality.

Trapped. Useless. Shame.

It's the feeling you get when you're so scared, whether it's a life threatening issue or you're confronting some sort of evil, you're paralyzed in fear. You know it when you feel it in your blood that whatever you do to escape or fight it will have the same despicable outcome: failure.

Well, there he was: unable to do anything as fear took over him and not a single muscle could move on it's own under whomever the unidentified monster above him was.

"Who...are you?" He whispered through a shiver as the person took their hand and placed it on Naruto's cheek, caressing the suddenly cold skin.

"Shh, you can keep a secret, right?" Naruto's eyes widened at the sound of the suddenly recognizable voice.

"No." Naruto shuddered as a hand ran up under his shirt and the person kneeled on the bed next to him. "It can't be..."

"Shh." They placed a finger softly over Naruto's lips, keeping him quiet while straddling him. "Now I know I shouldn't have to tell you this, but do me a favor and keep it down." They whispered, their hands now gripping Naruto's wrists and holding his hands above the blond's head. "If only I could do you with the lights on, I wonder what face you'll make?" They said in a deadly whisper.

Naruto's eyes widened, gulping to relieve his throat of the sudden dryness. "Get off me." Naruto shuddered, making a move to free his hands. While the attempt worked, it only made things worse as the other's hands wrapped themselves around the Uzumaki's throat, gripping tightly and almost uncaring if Naruto were to suffocate or not.

"You'll keep it down, Naruto. Make a move to escape and I won't go so easy on you."

"Stop, please." His heart almost jumped out of his chest. "This isn't real. I'm dreaming." Laughter followed as Naruto kept assuring himself.

"Keep telling yourself that."

"Get off me! Get of-" The hands tightened even more around his neck, Naruto's hands scratching and digging his nails onto the other's skin to loosen their grip a little.

"Yell like that again and see what happens, Naruto. I have no problem with hurting you." The figure smirked a little as the boy took his advice and pursed his lips while tears ran down teary eyes. "Good boy." He praised, leaning down to kiss above Naruto's eyelids.

"Why are you doing this?" The question came out as a broken whisper. A low hum was his answer as the other ignored him and began the chore of undressing him. "Stop." He begged. "Pleas- don't!" He covered his face with his hands and immediately sat up, pushing the other off of him as an attempt to roll of the bed and run out of his room, house even.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?!" They asked with a calm tone, though their features were anything but. They had caught on to the blond's foot before Naruto could fully roll off the bed. "I thought I told you I wanted none of this, now stop struggling and be good. I've been waiting days for this."

"No..." The figure pulled him closer and once again straddled him while it was their turn to unbutton their pants. "No, please..."

They hummed an octave louder.

"Please..."

"I'm being nice, Naruto. Just sit back and enjoy this like you did last time. Didn't you like it? I know you've been thinking about it, haven't you? How you reacted when I touched you like this." They reached over and placed their hand over Naruto's boxers, rubbing at the boy's appendage. Naruto immediately squirmed, pulling his knees up and his hands punching at their chest. They only grabbed the blond's hands with one hand and once again had the boy's hands above his head while the other kept rubbing. "Come on, Naruto. Moan like you did for me." They said, their lips now ghosting above Naruto's cheek, laughing as the boy tensed. He traced his tongue along the blond's jaw for a satisfactory reaction.