WIP - rated R - Team Hebi luvins~

[askerian]

Okay, so that was started a few months back for that kink meme.

Team Hebi OT4! I don't care who tops who as long as all of them are present.

If foursome isn't enough of a kink, feel free to add restraints (no hard D/s though) and/or cross-dressing.

And then of course I added so much setup and the porn is stalling, so. This is the first half, the setup half, the second will be done as soon as I convince Sasuke that he's still seme if he rides Suigetsu like a pony. >_>;; Which uhh yeah. Might be a while.

First time I write Juugo, and I probably suck at Karin and Suigetsu too. If you find anything OOC, or if there are mistakes or typos or whatever you think needs fixing, plz tell me. ♥

Warning, the bunny was started when Karin's official hair color wasn't out yet, and since it's kind of a plot point I haven't changed it back.



The search for the Akatsuki was long and tedious; tempers were getting shorter, and somehow -- hah -- the team Sasuke had assembled wasn't all that restful to be around, even during the few downtimes he allowed them. Karin was annoying, Suigetsu was an ass, and Juugo... Well, Juugo was alright, most of the time, but it was the rest of the time that made him just as exhausting to be around. The hot springs had been intended as a much-needed break, but between Karin peeking on the men's pool, Suigetsu liquefying and solidifying in the most inconvenient spots just to freak out the other customers, and Juugo trying to murder a helpless cleaning lady...

When Sasuke opened the door to the inn room he was sharing with Suigetsu -- pure necessity; he would have preferred Juugo as a roommate, but Suigetsu and Karin would kill each other a half-hour into the first night, and he didn't even want to think about sharing a room with Karin -- he was hoping for a moment to himself; to towel himself dry, get dressed quickly, and then ignore the three of them as they all ended up gathering in his room. Again.

Except that Karin was already there. And busy.

"What are you doing in my clothes?"

She started guiltily at his mild question and whirled around to face him, wringing her hands. "Ah! Um, that is, you see..."

Sasuke saw. He saw a lot more than he'd especially wanted to -- and it wasn't like Karin's bellybutton had any mystery left, given the shirts she usually wore, but the rest of her upper body was another matter. He gave her -- her eyes, not her chest -- a pointed look, and for a second she held the edges of her shirt -- his shirt -- like she wanted to pull them closed. But shame and modesty had never held her back long.

Sasuke felt like groaning when the lightbulb went off in her head and she switched tracks from "appease annoyed leader" to "try to get into leader's pants". She bit her lip, more for the "coy" effect than because of any actual shyness, took a sashaying step closer...

"AHAHA OH MY GOD."

Karin shrieked and pulled the kimono top closed so far the cloth strained. "What are you doing here?! Voyeur!"

Suigetsu strolled in the bedroom and propped his elbow on Sasuke's shoulder. "I sleep here, moron. You're the one who goes around showing her goods... Not that there's lots of them to show."

"I didn't -- did you just call me flat?!"

Sasuke gave Suigetsu a warning look and shrugged off his arm, reminding him to back off a little. Suigetsu grinned, unconcerned, and started circling Karin like he'd meant to get moving all along. She glared, arms crossed defensively over her chest.

"No, seriously, Sasuke's ribcage is wider than yours and he keeps flashing his nipples anyway. It's already porny enough on him. What were you trying to do? Go for the Kunoichi Gone Wild pinup look?"

Sasuke's eyelid twitched. "Suigetsu."

Karin was alternating between giving him pleading looks and glaring death at Suigetsu. Suigetsu was immune, of course. He kept circling her, taking her in from all angles -- the bare feet, the frail ankles emerging from large pant cuffs, the heavy rope that settled strangely around her hips...

"Or is that the closest you can get to getting in his pants?"

"Suigetsu," Sasuke snapped. He was only a fraction of a second faster than Karin's hand, which scythed through the air to backhand shark-boy across the face.

Suigetsu allowed it to hit -- a loud, sharp thwack that made his head rock back -- though he didn't allow her to pull back; his hand caught her wrist and squeezed. Karin sneered at him, and for a few seconds Sasuke watched them stare, narrow-eyed, at each other.

And then Suigetsu smirked. "I think I see what you were doing now."

Karin growled and tugged on her wrist to free herself, but Suigetsu didn't relax his hold, fingers digging into her reddening flesh.

"Apart from being a perv, I mean."

Sasuke didn't especially want to have to watch them tear up the place. Again. And seeing Karin's white-knuckled fists, it wouldn't be long. "That's enough. Suigetsu, back off. Karin, go put your clothes on and give mine back."

"Aww, widdle Sasuke is cold, all damp and naked under his bathrobe."

Karin's rage was forgotten as she stole a look at Sasuke's legs, the only patch of skin that the inn's large bathrobes left bare save for hands and face. She couldn't even see so much as his knees, but she blushed anyway. Sasuke frowned.

"Oh, come on, she's having fun with your yukata. Let her have it a little while longer." Karin and Sasuke gave him matching suspicious looks, and Suigetsu laughed. He bent over, picked up an abandoned bundle of black cloth. He held a pair of shorts at arm's length, aimed at Sasuke's hips. "Looks stretchy enough."

Sasuke looked down at the tiny, clingy, short shorts, and then back up at Suigetsu's face.

"Oh, come on, princess. I promise you'll still be hot. Karin agrees, doesn't she?"

Karin spluttered, startled out of her wide-eyed gawking. "I -- uh -- what -- no, I don't!" She didn't look like she even knew what she disagreed with.

Sasuke was contemplating the benefits of using Chidori Nagashi on Suigetsu, and the likelihood that the annoying bastard would try to grab Karin so he could share the pleasures of electrocution, when the door opened again. Juugo hovered uncertainly behind him, head still bowed from dodging under the lintel. "Um. Something wrong?"

"Suigetsu's retarded, but like that's new," Karin replied quickly. Her face was a pretty deep shade of red by now, and her arms crossed over her chest so solidly Sasuke wondered whether he'd have to break her arms to get his shirt back.

Sasuke decided that he'd had enough stupid for the day and stepped toward the beds. Karin had better not have borrowed his underwear too --

"We're taking a poll. Sasuke in Karin's hotpants, hot or not?"

A muscle in Sasuke's jaw twitched. He didn't turn around, though. Underwear first, reminding Suigetsu that there were limits to his tolerance second. Fighting in nothing but a bathrobe wasn't on his list of priorities. He wasn't body-shy, but with the kind of mood Suigetsu was in right now, Sasuke would probably end up forced to beat him up harder than he planned to.

"... Sasuke... In...?"

"Yeah, Karin's already in his pants, we can't let our fearless leader go naked. Well, we could, but then we'd waste too much time on orgies."

"Ah, just shut up, you dick!"

Suigetsu blissfully ignored Karin's screeching. An elbow lazily propped up on Juugo's shoulder, he kept talking, waving his hand to illustrate his meaning. Right now, Sasuke was regretting that his sharingan could catch the tiniest movement or trajectory; he could see what shark-boy was drawing in the air all too well.

"They don't seem to find it very funny," Juugo mumbled, giving the two black-haired ones worried looks.

Suigetsu snorted. "It's not about being funny. Well, okay, it's kind of hilarious..."

Karin was trembling with rage, and Sasuke didn't want to look at her any closer because if the glimmer in her eyes really was really from tears -- of humiliation, most likely, not hurt; she didn't really get hurt, her moods changed too fast, but humiliation was bad enough -- then he'd have to deal with it. They'd had a long day; he really wasn't looking forward to it. He turned to stare at Suigetsu. This time, it was enough. It really was. He'd given him enough warnings already.

Suigetsu met his eyes, and while there was a smirk on his lips, in his eyes there was mostly determination. Intent.

"It's about being hot."

Juugo's eyes went a little wide. He looked askance at Sasuke, whose face had frozen, then glanced at Karin, who was spluttering at Suigetsu and didn't notice.

"... Hot?"

"Yeah. Hot. Fuckable. So?"

"Sasuke in Karin's shorts?" Juugo replied. "... I guess. Yes."

Karin gaped. "W-what?!"

"Ah, but you're very fu-- uh, hot, too. Like that. Or... Not like that. If you don't want to be."

Suigetsu cracked up, grabbing onto Juugo's arm to keep himself up as he folded in two, howling with laughter. Juugo gave his other teammates a chagrined look.

"... I probably shouldn't have said that."

Suigetsu was still laughing. "Don't even think of taking it back!"

"If you're done getting off on mocking us," Karin snapped.

Suigetsu gave her another lazy, "are you stupid" look. "Oh, knock it off, miss Martyr. It's got nothing to do with mocking you two."

"Oh, and what is it, then? First you mock me and then you mock Sasuke, and--"

"It would be like fucking twins."

Karin squeaked. Suigetsu gratified her with a heavy-lidded leer.

"I'm in favor of fucking twins. You've got something of a resemblance already -- slanted eyes, pale skin, a little something in the cheekbones..." Once again he circled her, looking at her and then at Sasuke, who was still standing by his pack and scowling more heavily by the second. "That was what you were doing, wasn't it, Karin? You were trying to look even more like him." He leaned down, whispered in her neck, "It got you hot, didn't it. Touching yourself while looking like him. Now imagine him in your things."

Karin was trembling faintly, but Sasuke couldn't have said whether that was from shame or -- or something he didn't care to know. And he had let Suigetsu play long enough.

"Suigetsu."

"Who's in favor of stuffing our revered leader in her hot pants?"

Suigetsu lifted his hand high, a shit-eating grin on his face. Karin looked torn, probably more on agreeing with Suigetsu than on submitting Sasuke to random sexual fantasies; but in the end her hand slowly followed.

"Are you voting on whether or not I will crossdress?"

"Yep. Juugo?"

Juugo shrugged, gave Sasuke an apologetic wince. "Well... It might be interesting?"

"That's a yes, three voices to one!"

Sasuke treated them to an icy glare. "I don't remember this being a democracy."

Suigetsu glanced at Karin. Karin glanced at Suigetsu. For the first time -- and probably the last -- of their lives, they seemed to have an understanding. They threw themselves across the room.

Sasuke could have dodged and hid in the bathroom, but damned if he would run from them. Even for something as stupid as that.

But they weren't using jutsus, and that made it hard to use any back. His taijutsu was superior anyway -- but with the size of the room it was all close combat. When he roundhoused Suigetsu, his foot only hit water -- it went thick and heavy around his ankle, unbalancing him. And then Karin tackled him, and when she was using her arms and legs to weight him down, she wasn't using them to keep the yukata closed, and she wasn't that flat -- damnit.

He ended up with his ass on the floor, against the bed, the bathrobe pulled off his shoulders, sleeves bunched around his elbows, and he wasn't sure how.

Karin wormed her way onto his lap; he tried to push her off, but his bathrobe hindered him. Suigetsu joined in, grabbing the edge of the cloth and tugging sharply.

If they had bothered to ask, Sasuke would have objected to being naked with Karin on his lap. He would have objected quite a bit. But when he tried to buck Karin off, she only tumbled forward and then he ended up with his face between her bare breasts, and Suigetsu twisting the bathrobe behind him to restrain his arms.

"This really isn't funny," Sasuke hissed between his clenched teeth.

"We're not laughing, leader," Suigetsu retorted. He was smirking wide enough to swallow whole a watermelon or two; it was the same damn thing as far as Sasuke was concerned. And Karin was still hugging him as if she wanted to smother him between her breasts. Thankfully she didn't have quite enough of them for that.

"You, leader, are a fucking cocktease, is what you are. We may not all be as shameless as the bitch--" Karin kicked him, which made Sasuke lift his knees in an attempt to protect his groin against her accidental rubbing. Suigetsu shoved her back... which made her rub again. "You're a cocktease. We all want to bone you and you know it."

Sasuke stared at the white-haired boy, and then at Juugo, who still stood by the door, watching them. The man winced, and then sighed and nodded in assent, giving Sasuke an apologetic look.

"So the way I see it, we get it out of our systems now, and we'll be more concentrated on your little mission later."

"And if I don't want to have sex with the three of you, you'll... mess up by accident? Is that what it is?" Was Suigetsu attempting to blackmail him?

"Oh, you're such a fucking Leaf. Tell yourself we're bonding or something."

And then there were lips on him -- his face, his neck. He dodged Karin's first kiss to his lips, felt Suigetsu's teeth graze his throat threateningly -- stopped moving, furious and embarrassed. Karin was rolling her hips slowly, attempting to press her belly as close to his as possible; only her -- his -- pants still separated them. Suigetsu's hands were holding the twist of terrycloth strongly, keeping Sasuke's arms pulled back, trapped in the bathrobe's sleeves. Trapped. Now there was only one thing missing to make this whole affair as irritating as possible.

"Oi, Juugo, you coming or not?"

Now there wasn't.

Karin huffed and pressed her breasts against Sasuke's bare chest, winding her arms around his neck possessively. This time he allowed her to kiss him on the mouth, though he didn't unclench his teeth. She sucked on his lip, moaning.

"Pick that up while you're at it," Suigetsu directed. Sasuke couldn't see what he was talking about; he got the idea fast enough, though, when Suigetsu elbowed Karin in the ribs. "Oi, stop humping him a second."

Karin growled, feral, and... noticed the bundle of black, stretchy cloth in Juugo's hand.

"... Oh."

"No."

Suigetsu and Karin gave him pleading looks -- more soul-crushed for Karin, more exasperated for Suigetsu -- but it was Juugo's simple, unsurprised little nod that made Sasuke pause. He just seemed so... resigned.

"... You're going to take them off me in a second anyway. It's useless."

Juugo blinked at him, and then smiled, understanding his comment for what it was; a surrender.

"Oh, come on, you're so damn--"

Juugo crouched behind Karin, between Sasuke's feet, silencing Suigetsu with a hand gesture without breaking eye contact with Sasuke.

"...Please?" Juugo asked quietly.

Sasuke didn't answer; he just glared at the wall, off to the side, and pretended to ignore the three of them.

Ignoring the way Juugo cupped his ankles, one after the other, and lifted his feet to slip them in the shorts with those huge hands of his was another matter. Juugo was... Slow. Cautious. Sasuke hadn't been touched with that kind of devoted, genuine care in... forever.

Sasuke kept quiet, even as the large man leaned over him, slowly guiding the shorts up his thighs. Karin and Suigetsu watched from the sides, oddly silent. Sasuke sighed in irritation, and leaned back on his restrained hands to lift his hips; just an inch, but enough.

At least he was covered again... even though that didn't seem to help very much with the staring. Juugo hovered over him a second, giving him a searching look, as if to ask whether that was alright. Sasuke frowned and pretended to ignore him again, and Juugo leaned back and squatted over Sasuke's legs without a word.

"... Oh... Sasuke..." Karin seemed to have eyes only for the soft bulge under the black cloth.

"I don't suppose you wanna walk around and show us how it looks from the back."

Sasuke gave Suigetsu a warning glare. He wasn't going to take being pushed much farther.

"Geeze, okay, okay."

Karin nuzzled his shoulder, curled up against his side, her hand slowly rubbing its way down his stomach to the waistband of the shorts. "Say, Sasuke..."

Sasuke gave her a wary look; she batted her eyelashes at him, her usual coy look failing to cover some very real hope.

And then she produced two long bands of dark cloth.

Sasuke groaned and let his head fall back against the edge of the mattress. Goddamnit. Why did she have to remember the stockings.

"Pretty please?"

Her doe eyes were more effective when she didn't playact them so much.