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Kisame asks for the alpha’s motives. “What will you do about this one, Madara? You don’t often let spies live this long.”
The Leaf sent over a mole inadequate for the mission assigned, he was pulled from the cracks in the rocks, crawling around the Akatsuki lair.
Madara has known this, that the spy was slinking around, he allowed it with questions from the rest of the Akatsuki about his mad methods.
This spy had cried his head off, bloated under his eyes, face scarlet. Zetsu is the one that tied him up with a rope so tight it’s leaving welts. Madara sees Zetsu restrained him in an intrusive, necessary position, his legs completely open, knees folded on both sides of his body. His hands were brutally bound together above him while he hangs from his binds in the ceiling. The rope pricked his skin with his wrists grape purple. Zetsu wasn’t being crude, he had to be inspected before Madara’s rule.
What sort of plan was this? The omega wasn’t geared as he should be in outfit, he’s in a very revealing one piece, his legs were open for his chubby lips to stick out pronounced. Thigh high socks, it must be a sick joke.
He was special, and not only for being a Jonin, he had infiltrated the base. The reason he was so easily sniffed out in a cult of alphas because his unguarded neck gland was oozing his scent.
The proud leaf sent out a vulnerable omega, not unlike them as they’re raising another generation of child soldiers at the moment. Their choice set in stone for his squad to die today, and for this one to have this gang of terrorists determine his fate tonight.
Eleven altogether, their black robes and their glowing red clouds are passed down in horror tales back home.
“Please, have mercy,” the boy squeaked, inhaling a glob of snot back. His team of Jonin have already rotted.
They talked above him, ignoring his tears that would never touch their hardened hearts. He begged the purple-haired woman to loosen his demobilizing restraints, she told him it’s best if he doesn’t speak.
He was tied up, stripped, and probed all over. He fought throughout, but he had been inspected to his private depths. They had all watched, waiting for a discovery. They were looking out for a seal.
He would have never become a shinobi if his grandfather didn’t have a dying cough. He had replaced him from being drafted.
“Nothing on him, he’s just a spy that got lucky.” That was the final comment from Black Zetsu.
“You must’ve thought he was useful to us as a jinchūriki, there’s nothing there.” His last thread of clothing has fallen to the grown as he guarded himself, legs shaking while he squats.
He isn’t a host, Madara leaves him to the rest. His darkest eye washed over the nude omega for the final time, Naruto’s blue’s wavered with tears when they made contact. “He’s yours to have if that’s the extent of what you’ve found.” Naruto will always be a blessed foot soldier, to die by the leniency of a time threader like Madara.
Orochimaru appeared walking from deep under.
Their compromised burrow rumbled under their sandals, the land shook.
Itachi could feel the source of it unlike the others.
Pain felt his metal piercings vibrate. “What was that?” It’s powerful enough to rattle the walls of the floor above.
The spy’s eyes widen, they’re hiding a monster under the floors.
Orochimaru had seemed annoyed by the boy. “None other than the young Uchiha. He's collapsing the entire tunnel... I wouldn’t mind if that didn’t mean burying my lab while.”
“And why would Sasuke do that?” Was one of the things Madara wanted to hear before departing.
The bone-pale man looked down at Naruto, he has an irregular face, his smile spread too far. He had the eyes of a cobra. They had all looked like freaks, but this one invoked terror that paralyzed the omega. “It happens to just be that time of year for the young alpha.”
This would be the first time he meets this man, there’s a slither in his tongue, “What do we have here? A whore? In costume?”
Naruto’s clothes were peeling off, he flushed at the words. Is this humiliation part of the torture? He can withstand this.
They all switched their heads over to the blond. He’s of little importance when measured as a threat, he had slipped out their minds. As a collective they wondered why he’s still alive.
“Nothing to see here. At least nothing useful for us. ” Kisame gripped the handle of the sword, looking to Madara. “I’ll make it quick...”
Madara instructs him to halt, his actions were picked up by Orochimaru immediately, and it’ll do. “Dump him in the tunnels to take care of the Uchiha boy until he’s done.” He doesn’t want the lab to sink, he requires Orochimaru’s science. By doing this, he gives the omega the best turnout in war for his caste.
The omega was no longer bound, brought here by his upper arm. They stood over a tunnel running downwards. His knees buckled in when they were kicked in by Pain’s legs, and then he was falling down the shaft, the hardened sand scraped him while he cried out until his voice cracked. His skin is getting burnt.
He lands on compact, solid sand flooring. It was an underground tunnel only made of that material. A cult’s sanctuary. The endless hallways were lit by golden-flamed lamps each door.
This is what was underground. What did they call it? The Uchiha? Is that a type of beast they sent him in for.
There was no coming back from where he was expelled from, that tunnel goes up and loses the fight with gravity.
He stands, rubbing where his skin burnt. He’s completely nude. He had the suit torn off his back. His skin is as sunbathed as the walls around him.
Every door is lit but he couldn’t see far down the way.
He begins to cry all over again. He misses his parents and grandfather, Kushina would die of heartache if she knew he was taken in by the Akatsuki.
Unhappy,afraid, his stomach squeezed, trying to rush bile in his throat but he keeps fighting it down.
He keeps his arms over his shivering body, starting to walk.
The underground tunnel was completely identical throughout its halls. It’s maddening. His sanity is starting to suffer after his third turn.
Until he finds a marking system.
It undoubtedly is one. It is a line made with chalk, always on the right wall when there’s a break in pathway. He follows it, he doesn’t feel so alone anymore, this must be how they all navigate in these repeating walls. Had someone like him done this?
For a while there’s only him and his soft, barefoot footsteps. Then he wasn’t so alone.
Did he just hear something hiss?
It dropped from the ceiling and Naruto fell on his butt after screaming. It’s a cobra, its tongue creeps out its mouth, lapping up the omega’s fear.
And that’s not all, behind him... there were many more.
They came from the dark. He turned to see not only venomous snakes swerving towards him from behind, but the ‘monster’. What he should be running from. They were coming from him, falling off from his shoulders and dropping out the walls. But they chased the omega along with the man.
The lone omega’s heart took a dive, he gets back on his feet.
It’s a young man, a tall, lean alpha. A shinobi with a loose fitting shirt with a window of solid abs, a cut collarbone with wide shoulders. His pants were loose fitting, tied to his shirt with purple knots. He has split-toe shoes on.
He calls out to him, “H-hello? Who's there?!” He’s testing the waters.
His bones start chattering when a single thing doesn’t change about his strafe, the footsteps are getting closer and Naruto notices the man is looking right at him with impenetrable eyes that are flaring red, they’re sharp and steady. How is this possible?
The man is fatally attractive, the thought that bounces off his head after. That doesn’t stop his gut for warning him to run.
He’s off, turning on his feet, abandoning his only directional system, His bare feet stamp the ground he runs for as long his lungs allow before he’s needing to stop and heave. He hears the sound of that alpha’s sandals fade.
The stress is frying his head, he’s being hunted down like an animal. His brain is liquefying to soup after each passing, he feels it’s going to leak out his ears. The same wall pattern, a door, then three candles before the next carved door.
He prayed, then Naruto’s ancestors forgave him, and put him in their good graces. He finds a wall. That same white chalk, he looks down to see the next also marked specifically ‘out’ and started tracing him a way out of all this.
His feet start to hurt walking on hard sand that sheds a little with each step of his.
He gets somewhere, the lab with bubbling liquids and baubles. The first difference he’s seen since he’s walked through.
But then he realized how slow his pace was, because the footsteps start back behind him. That Uchiha monster, he fears his silhouette.
He speeds up to the end of the trail, and it looks like the exit is near. Just a little further.
The exit is on the right side of the wall, near a dead end where the walls stop completely.
.
He slams the door behind him as he finally walks free.
Only to see he locked himself in a closed-off bedroom. He hadn’t been winded in his gut like this before, but this is the smell of an alpha in rut. This is the source, it’s so strong his eyes water. It smelled like lust and hot, stuffy anger.
Anything courageous died inside of him, as he realized the setup. He had been lead here, tricked to this dead-end . His memories start to flip in his head like cards. When was the last time he told his grandfather he loved him?
He’s in utter darkness when the door stops all the light, he wants to think he can hide inside of it but this man lives like a shadow, he can make out the dark just fine.
The door’s broken open with a sound similar that was happening under the Akatsuki members’ feet.
The nude omega turns around slowly to see that alpha’s strangling presence at the door. It was a small trick to lead him back where the Uchiha could have him alone.
This is how he dies, he backs himself onto a hard bed, falling onto it, hands up as he’s defenseless. “Have mercy,” he must at least try to beg.
His blood started pumping wildly for when the man reached for his sword, he only grabs the sheathe and Naruto’s eyes followed to where he threw it to the corner of his room. Unpacking like he had just made it home.
This monster living under was just an enemy alpha struck with the violent urges of a rut. There’s something else in store for him. He puts his defensive hands down, and tried to keep himself from quivering.
He unloosened the straw-like rope around his waist before he was on top of the omega, forcing his arms back and put his stone-like body between his legs, forcing him to stay open.
As always he’s weeping. What has become of him?
The alpha drives him nuts, keeping him that way with his bond mark. When he had mounted the omega, his teeth went right to his gland, puncturing so he sees hot white. He’s on his back, the alpha’s licking up the blood that comes down. Up close he could see how sexy the man is, a porcelain, dreamboat stud.
His mind starts to wither on him, the thoughts in his head cannot be his own.
He’s never been fucked like this before, maybe he should’ve given himself up to more murderers, enemy shinobi that look like this.
This is what the bite mark started, this would petrify him if he were in a sound mind.
The Uchiha had him on his back in the initial position. He’s leaning over him as he reaches into his loose pants, hand filled with a strong, rigid cock, jutting out as the same size of the omega’s forearm, the only monster he’s found under the floors so far. Is he going to make him take that? He just lays subservient on his back for the man’s command.
His face contorted and his big, mushroom tip made its slow way to the heat of this omega’s pussy. Sliding it, it felt like an oven.
It stung everywhere, the shocks of pleasure. He feels himself move inside to accommodate this cock invading him, it’s painful. His body has to make room for the solid girth conquering his cunt. His pelvis was suffering and the iron-handed alpha moved on top of him, putting more weight on his pussy until.
“AH!” It all popped in at once, forcing his pussy to open wide and right away for the alpha. It felt like a sucker punch, his cervix was hit hard. That tip fit right into that tiny spot where precum drizzled onto. He’s never felt so violated before, a space he had never felt as empty suddenly forced to cradle a alpha’s freakishly huge cock that is continuing to expand.
Now he’s moving to his womb, oh god. He covered his own mouth when he sees a splash coming from between his legs. It jumped on the alpha’s pubic hair. Did he just squirt from sheathing a huge cock inside of him?
The alpha was smiling on top of him, his fangs never retracted.
He takes him out of the mating press and instead lines up behind him. His rotund, golden thighs were lifted and kept separated by the strength of one of the alpha’s brawny arms.. The red folds were then pushed back by his fat cock and he’s back home deep in the weeping pussy, he’s slamming it all in, in a swinging motion with his hips, driving the omega nuts with the abuse of his body. He plucked and pinched his clitoris from behind as he moves into his stomach, Naruto sobbed.
Who the hell taught him how to fuck like this? He makes him drip like a fountain, he’s rolling his hips and breaks a bit through his cervix each time. He should be screaming, but the alpha’s turning him on, the pain was lumped in as a reward.What did he whisper in his ear just now? Something about the omega carrying pups with milky-white skin from now on.
Sasuke pulled his slimy dick out of him, and Naruto couldn’t believe he had fit that all inside of him, his body hurts up to his stomach. He’s being manhandled, flipped over, then his empty head was being bumped against the solid bed frame. Each powerful plunge from behind jolts his intestines forwards, made his toes twist, shook his brain, and made the saliva running from his mouth fall back on him. Somehow the pace was picking up until Naruto doesn’t remember if the cock had actually left his pussy, he wondered if he was going to finally shoot his loads in, the pace was torturous, he thought the alpha was nearing the end.
But then the cock left his greedy pussy, and was left open to the air. His ankle was grabbed as he was manhandled again.
For hours he’s been throwing the omega around the room.
One moment he’s rutting into him from behind while the omega presents himself standing on the wall. Right after he hauls the omega into his arms and fucks up into him while dropping him on his meat. Destroyed him halfway off the bed, upside down while the blood rushes to fill his head.
Throughout it all he saved his cum, Naruto wondered if he was keeping it from him because the omega wasn’t deserving of it. A simple Leaf Jonin shouldn’t have the privilege of lugging around the babies of Akatsuki alphas.
As soon as the thought came, he forgets his background and how he made it here. His head’s full of fuzz, it’s the bite mark breaking him down, that keeps him cumming, squirting all over the alpha because he’s drunk off his dick.
The man-beast was enjoying making him cream. For the last fuck before he takes this any further, they were in a rather intimate position.
Broken by now, the tan omega was sitting on his lap, legs around Sasuke’s waist. Sasuke was fucking them to completion, the omega bounced on him, squeezing his shirt because it was his cock was attacking him so deeply. He feels the throbbing in his pussy, it’s all he feels. The head of his cock barged through his shy walls, the gushiest slick plapping sounds coming from the wet mix of cum, and slick pooling in Sasuke’s lap, Sasuke held his hips as he fucked him upwards so there’s no escaping him.
He told the man he loved him, “Sasuke, you said your name was? I love you! I love you and your big dick so much!” Himself and his body want this man’s load, he wants a round stomach after this. “Please... don’t be afraid to cum this deep inside of me. Over my eggs...” His arms hold his neck tighter, lovingly.
The alpha gives him a reward while clobbering his sore insides. A raunchy kiss. His tongue goes into the omega’s mouth so that they shared spit, he forced himself between his lips like he wanted to devour him starting there. The omega sucked on his tongue, intertwining with his own.
He’s calmer, his eyes are black voids, the red is a trait passed down. He’s the most handsome man Naruto has not only let fuck, but the most good-looking he’s ever come across. Of course he’d have to be found underground, a man who’s a deity in looks above and below his belt. He’s a young adult, his age. But he’s already so imposing, and brutish with the way he made the omega scream until his throat was dry.
They stay like that for a while, they had stopped kissing consensually because Naruto’s mind finally decided to blank out and rest. His tongue is lolled out so once in a while the alpha grabs it with his teeth and sucks on that. His pussy was extremely wet and was creaming all over his big cock. It’s still tight with the lubrication, it helps Sasuke fill the golden slut’s waiting womb with Uchihas.
Those blue eyes shot awake when Sasuke’s breeding balls begun to dispel his extremely fertile rut seed.
The heavy cum shot out and Naruto felt like he took a blow from below. He could see how huge his nuts were, there’s no way he’s going to be able to fit what’s swelling his balls up inside of Naruto.
Healthy, potent semen started to pour into his uterus, spreading throughout it, the first crevice of his to be stuffed with the alpha’s baby-batter. Naruto’s sure one of his eyes are stuck from the shock of cum shooting into him with its pressure. A roundness swells his stomach, gradually blowing him up like a balloon.
His hips were still moving erratically as he came, his dick would shoot out a line and he’d immediately fuck it deeper. An alpha in rut knows exactly what to do to make sure the cunt he's breeding will turn out pregnant, it’s keeping the seed deep inside, making sure it’s shoved far back.
Sasuke’s not thinking of what comes after, just that he’s going to fertilize his womb with at least three Uchihas by the end of the night. He owns the cunt now, he wants to see it grow pregnant.
All the while the omega is shorted out, but still sentient and he feels every bit of the pleasure and hurt.
He looked deadpan at the omega when Naruto started sucking on the alpha’s lips again, sharing a sticky kiss with him.
His body was completely washed by all that sperm, his release is finally over, the stream coming to a halt. The alpha laughs in his ear when a large white hand goes around the dark midsection. Naruto looked down to see his bloated belly, the stretch is incomprehensible.
The omega had tears in his eye, he had finally stopped cumming, his muscles twitching wildly. Already he passes out, still sitting with his vaginal walls parted on the trunk-like shaft.
He gives Sasuke another quick kiss, thanking him for releasing his built-up load inside of him without protection.
Eight months pass..
They were to relocate.
“Where’s Sasuke?” Itachi questions, there’s expedition needed for where they’re heading.
Kisame walks past him, “What else would it be other than that chew toy Madara got him?”
His younger brother spent more than an ungodly amount of time down there, especially during his mating clock, and it was obvious why.
Pain looked disgusted hearing what they were sharing, Kisame chuckled at the look. “What? Don’t you feel happier for him? At least he won’t destroy the base again.”
With a request from Itachi, Black Zetsu had went to retrieve Sasuke from his room deep below.
Their sounds were heard at the end of its hall, he hears something suctioning.
He takes a brief look.
Sasuke was glaring back at him, his right eye is now spinning red, possessive. He has a large, lactating wet tit in his mouth, chewing on the nipple. The other exploded milk into his hand all because he twisted the bitten nub.. He was blanketed over his nude cattle.
The omega under him had glowing skin because of the pregnancy. Like a golden, holiday ham. Unrecognizable in body after Sasuke sowed his seed.
Cattle was the omega’s name to the others. He has a ridiculous stomach, out so round with three pups like Sasuke promised. He can’t fit his own arms around his babies. Had grown an absurd breast size, spilling out the young alpha’s hands.
He was gasping, panting. He was being fucked while Sasuke hogged his milk, he swallowed all that was backed up in his nipple. The Uchiha made sure to bully his cow’s tits every morning, emptying them out as they fill quick and hurt when left to leak, begging for a pup to latch on.
Black Zetsu reminds the Uchiha boy of the plan for today, “... No later than dusk, as Madara orders.”
Naruto was getting quiet, so Sasuke started to longdick him, with slow, punishing jabs from the thick, leaking head of his cock.
It started the omega up, “Sasuke!” He goes on to sing about how happy he is to be pregnant with Uchihas, telling the alpha he wants it to hurt.
He’s seen enough, he departs when no one sees.
At dusk they gather.
“There he is.”
Everyone’s head turn, Madara looks over using the eye under his bangs.
“Of course he couldn’t forget his favorite cow.” Kisame says as their shapes approach.
Sasuke’s here as he should be, his cloak flailing. On his back wrapped in his cloak is the morbidly pregnant omega he’d taken claim of. It hurts him to walk this late in pregnancy.
Naruto wraps his arms around his alpha’s shoulders for comfort, burying his face into his spiky dark hair.
They seek out a new place to rest their heads.