What happens when Suna's master puppeteer discovers a lewd, but lucrative, side line business in the Akatsuki?
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The two sides of Zetsu were currently engaged in an inner battle of wills. They both wanted to be her first and they both wanted the other gone. Kuro punched Shiro in the face thus forcing the white man to separate from him. Shiro rubbed his jaw and whined while Kuro approached the doll.
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His black hand reached out to touch the soft white fabric that covered her body. With a growl and a yank, he tore the clothing off. He left her gold accessories as it fit his Earth goddess kink.
His yellow eyes ran over her rose kissed skin, her pale lips, her slim fragile looking limbs. He licked his lips when he saw the thin line of green hair on her pubis.
Shiro approached and hesitantly reached out to touch her. Kuro smacked his hand away, "you can touch her when I say so" he said menacingly. Shiro pouted and crossed his arms in front of his chest. He was used to Kuro's abuse and bossiness but this was a new level.
Kuro leaned down and kissed her lips softly. He was surprised at how soft they were even though he shouldn't have been as he'd eaten so many people. His hands traveled down her neck and traced her collarbones, the contrast of his stark black skin against her rosy flesh was pleasing to him.
He bent down and took one rosy nipple into his mouth and used his tongue to flick the bud. He heard Shiro groaning in the background, becoming impatient with need and curiosity. Ignoring him, Kuro moved to the next nipple while his fingers lazed down to her pubis.
Growing frustrated with Shiro's impatience, Kuro stood up and beckoned the man over. "Are you that desperate to touch a woman?" He sneered at Shiro. When he received no response Kuro furrowed his brows and glared at the other man. He grabbed a fistful of green hair and forced Shiro to his knees. Realizing what was happening, Shiro's eyes went wide and he begged Kuro to not make him do this.
His pleas fell on deaf ears as Kuro lowered his pants. His member sprang free from the restriction. Due to Kuro not being from this world, his member's appearance was rather startling. It was long and thick, almost vine-like, green coloured and had thorns along the shaft. Shiro knew what those thorns were going to do to his poor mouth.
Without a word, Shiro knelt down and took Kuro's member in his hand, stroking it. The thorns dug into his flesh each time he passed them. "I want your mouth" Kuro demanded and pulled Shiro's hair roughly.
Shiro opened his mouth and Kuro thrust in violently. After a few thrusts blood was coming from Shiro's mouth as the thorns tore up his mouth and tongue. Kuro didn't care about the other man's pain and focused solely on his pleasure. With Shiro's muffled cries in his ears Kuro came, spurting hot salty cum down Shiro's throat that he had to swallow if he wanted to breathe.
Panting Kuro stepped away from Shiro and gestured to the doll. "You can touch her now". Wiping blood from his lips Shiro stood up on shaky legs and went to the bed that she sat on.
He sat next to her and placed a hand on her thigh. He looked into her eyes and thought she was as beautiful as a newly blossomed flower. He kissed her softly and let his fingers gently roam her body. His hands found her breasts and he ran his thumbs over the pert buds. He took a nipple into his mouth and moaned at the feeling of his lips on her skin.
Kuro was laying on the bed watching Shiro, lazily stroking his member. It was a little arousing watching another man explore and enjoy a woman. Kuro's eyes followed Shiro's fingers to the doll's womanhood. "She's wet, almost slick" he said to himself in wonder. He licked his fingers and smiled, enjoying the taste.
"You take too long, idiot" Kuro said pushing Shiro aside and laying against the headboard. He sat the doll on his lap and ran his black hands down her sides. He pulled her up and held her hips just above his member. Slowly he lowered her onto him, groaning with every inch she took. She was tight and when the thorns dug into her walls it sent shivers down his spine.
"What am I supposed to do?" Shiro asked with a confused expression. "She has three holes and I'm using one of them. There are two left. Pick one!" He growled at the white man before returning his focus to his own pleasure.
Shiro approached the doll's back and tilted her hips so that her plump ass was pressing into his crotch. He moaned as he felt her soft skin rub against his aching member. "Kuro stop, please" he said and Kuro did stop but not before growling at him.
Shiro spit onto his hand and rubbed his white cock. He lined up with her ass hole and pushed in. Closing his eyes he managed to keep his control as he sheathed himself fully.
Between the two of them they set a brutal pace. Kuro was thrusting hard and fast while Shiro was trying to keep Kuro's rhythm but failing as his climax was coming quickly. "Kuro," he panted, "I'm going to cum soon". Kuro ignored him and after several sloppy thrusts, Shiro came.
Kuro wasn't done with the doll yet. He moved forward and positioned the doll on its hands and knees. Shiro's cum was running down from her hole to her pussy but he didn't care. Kuro thrusted back into and with his nails digging into her hips, he thrusted deep. He grabbed her hips and slammed into her several more times until he came with an animalistic growl.
He pulled out and watched his black cum drip from her pussy onto the bed. He smirked to himself before he joined Shiro in the shower.
Emerging from the ground in front of Sasori nearly caused the red head to have a heart canister attack. Clutching his chest he yelled at the bicolored man. Zetsu just opened his fly trap, spat out the doll and retreated underground. "Disgusting creature" Sasori muttered before placing the doll in his "to fix" pile.
