Wishes for Yaoi (Naruto)

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Since writing is being a bit thingy, I'm gonna write a few small ideas. :p

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#1

Oh God.

Jessie writhed against the touches, his mouth agape in silent moans.

Fuck.

His whole body trembled from the intense presence on him, the hands gripping his hips, wrists, thighs, everything.

Despite the fact that he was engulfed in shadows, pleasured by multiple hands, and couldn't make anything out in the smoky room, it was hard to believe this was just a dream.

He arched his back when one hand gripped his cock, moaning shamelessly as he was stroked roughly.

Tyler. He thought, imagining that it was him that was touching him. If he ever heard any voice in these dreams, he'd imagine the silvery voice of his friend, whispering sweet nothings to him. He'd never think to hear a gruff voice in response to his thoughts.

"Wrong."

Jessie woke up sweaty, turned on, and his heart beating fast. He could still feel the touches of the shadowy being, and hear the one word repeating in his mind, the word that had him up in fear and excitement.

#2

"I don't want any help!" Isaac hissed into the phone, ignoring the attractive man on his couch.

"This'll make your heat easier, hun," His traitorous best friend responded, he could practically see the teasing smirk on her face. "Besides, he was expensive, and you don't wanna see my money wasted, right?"

"Fuck you, you're a millionaire." Isaac hung up, groaning. He didn't dare glance at the man, determined to prove he wasn't tempted to accept the 'help' his 'bestie' sent instead of the pills he wanted.

"You need to leave, ok, this is just a mistake." Isaac said, keeping his back to the man.

"I don't know if I can do that."

Oh fuck, his voice is hot. Isaac's face burned, heat looking somewhere he didn't want it to. Fucking hell, I'm being turned on by his voice.

"And w why not?" He demanded, trying to not stutter. He let out a sudden squeak when he felt something press against his back, trying damnably hard to not lean into the touch.

"You smell too good to pass up, sweetheart."

#3

"Fuck you and every fucking thing about you!" He screamed, picking up any blunt object he could get his hands on and throwing them at him. He hated the man. He hated his face, his voice, his skills, every damning thing about him.

"You're just delaying the inevitable, Marcus." He drawled, avoiding every object.

"Fuck you!" He fumbled in his pocket, finding the explosive immediately. But before he could throw it, his enemy shoved him to the wall, finding his wrists and pinning them beside his head.

Fuck. He thought frantically, immediately trying to fight against his hold. He froze at the feeling of cold steel against his throat.

"You're below me, you're weak." He muttered lowly, his gray eyes lighting in a sadistic glint. "You're nothing."

I hate you so goddamn much. Marcus thought darkly when he was dropped and he slumped against the wall, watching him walk away.

#4

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I'd never let you go." He cooed, wrapping his arms around the smaller. "You're always mine."

Charlie managed to not flinch under his touch, shutting his eyes as he was engulfed in the familiar peppermint smell. He managed to not lean into his touch as well.

"H how'd you-" Charlie tried to ask, but he was interrupted.

"Escape? I have my ways." Parker said, smiling widely. "I needed to see you, love."

Charlie couldn't help but shudder at the pet name, wanting nothing more but to embrace him back, to fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat as he did long ago. But he couldn't forget that the man he loved tried to kill him as he did their friends and his father.

#5

"Oh God, oh God, oh God." Oscar whispered harshly, panicking while trying to lock his door as fast as he could, but his shaky, sweating hands were not helping.

"Oscar!?" Oh yeah, his sister's still on the phone. "What the hell's happening? Why do I hear you hyperventilating!?"

He managed to succeed and took out his phone. "Shit, Max. Something, something happened." He whispered, swallowing dryly. "Brandy, the gloomy guy, he did some something and it-!"

Any other words that Max tried to say went ignored, because his phone was snatched and he whirled around, horrified to see Brandy. His gooey black tears were dried, his eyes were still unnatural, and his teeth were as sharp as ever.

Oscar's back hit the door as he backed away from the inhuman being. He held his breath as Brandy ended the call and frowned.

"You shouldn't have seen that, Oscar." Brandy said, his voice ragged, and he released a heavy sigh.

Oscar wished desperately he could melt into the wall as the other took a step forward.

"You can't tell anyone." Brandy said, slowly closing in.

"St stay back!" Oscar cried, shutting his eyes and shoving at the hard chest, opening the door and escaping to his living room.

"Oscar!"

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And I'll stop at that.

Did anyone like any of the above? If so, comment which you liked, and if you want, tell me why. :)

These are all just small ideas I can't really make into a full story, but I'll always keep trying and it'll be a really long time before I can.

So, sorry that this isn't a chapter, but if you liked any of my ideas, yay!

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