This is it. Five years later, we finally reached the end. Unedited because its way too late.

The feeling of a spring breeze on her face was a welcome change to the damp, clammy atmosphere she had originally been in. She breathed in deeply and turned to the direction of her little wooden house. Angry and terrified at what she knew she was going to find there. As she began walking forward, trying to calm herself down, she realises she felt off. Off-balance almost. Looking to her side, she gasped as she saw her wings in the light. Dark grey feathers fluttered in the wind, rather than her usual dove white. Curling them around herself, she let her fingers graze the familiar, yet very different texture. She didn't know what she was expecting them to feel like. Maybe matted and rough due to her sins, but they were still light and soft. Just darker. She liked them.

Gasping in wonder, she instantly lifted her hand to her head, freezing as she met hard protruding bone. It was real. She didn't know what to feel about that. Different coloured wings were one thing but horns… Glancing down, her face heated at the tattered clothing that barely covered her, flapping in the small gusts of wind. She didn't understand. Sasuke never looked like his demon form above ground… did he do it on purpose? Shaking her head, she looked back up. She didn't have time for this. Small wounded feet carried her on the all too familiar route home. Becoming more urgent, the closer she became until it was finally in view. It looked like nothing had changed.

She remembered walking in from the lake after packing all Naruto and her stuff, walking home alone due to Naruto proclaiming he was going to make dinner for her tonight since she had such a long day swimming. She smiled and admired the small wooden house they had built together. Walking inside, she would be greeted with a warm house and the loud clanking of Naruto trying to cook. For which she'd enter their quaint kitchen and ask if he would like her help and he'd adamantly refuse until she would begin helping with boiling potatoes or cutting small vegetables. He'd come up behind her and wrap his warm arms around her waist, mumbling to her how lucky he was while she smiled and thought the same. It all seemed like such a long time ago. Such a fairy tale she didn't deserve.

As dark purple met the world again, she was suddenly forced into reality. This was no sweet fairy tale. She was in her own little hell. She'd drifted her way into the house while daydreaming, and the smell had hit her first. The pungent stink of sex filled the house, something she was beginning to like with Sasuke, but now it just made her stomach swirl in discomfort. Next was the visuals, she couldn't see anyone yet, but the house was torn apart from the inside it seemed. Blankets were torn to shreds and lamps broken on the ground. Finally, the sounds hit her. They were the worst. The screech of moans and thumping seemed to come from every angle as she became dizzy with unease. However, instead of fainting as she usually would she pressed on and tried to focus on where the noises were coming from. She concentrated on one. Wondering through her house, that now felt like a stranger, she passed the kitchen which still had their plates from that morning stacked up. Oh, how this morning felt like eons ago.

A disappointed grimace covered her lips as she continued on, listening as the sounds grew louder and louder. Becoming more and more unbearable. She knew what she was going to uncover, but that didn't make it any less confronting. As she stood in front of the door to her former love's bedroom, years of sweet nothings and innocent love fluttered back to her. Almost as if to remind her what she may never have. And that her actions had caused not only her but Naruto's forgotten innocence as well. She was to blame. She would accept it all. She had never meant to drag him into this world of demons and succubus', but she had been corrupted, and there was no turning back now.

Feeling far more melancholy than angry, she pushed the wooden door open to reveal the harsh reality. Her husband with a pink-haired witch straddling him. Both moaning loudly as the pinkette bounced above the blue-eyed man, taking all of the meat she could handle. And quick frankly, Hinata was almost impressed with what she had been missing out on being a saint all those years. Oh well… no turning back now. The dark-haired woman began to walk forward, aware that the other occupants of the room where otherwise too occupied with each other to even notice the door open or the gentle footsteps coming closer. It wasn't until crystal blue met dark lilac that there was somewhat of a response to her presents. His lips tried to speak, but only groans of pleasure could leave the man, as lust clearly dominated his thoughts. She could not, and would not blame him. For she had fallen for the same schemes. However, that did not mean the witch would be forgiven so easily for defiling her sweet love. Suddenly, the moans of the witch switched something in the angel. The anger returned, and the vengeance simmered just below her skin. Sakura would have been the one to conjure that god-awful orb that wouldn't leave her be when she was imprisoned. Forcing her to watch as her loves were defiled. She couldn't stand the thought of it, feeling so helpless as she watched. But she wasn't helpless now. No. She was here. And the look of sudden confusion and fear brimming in emerald orbs told her as much. She was not the kind angel she once was. She would not be so forgiving as she once was to other angels. They were the ones who defiled her lovers. They were the ones who tried to imprison her. They were the ones who thought that they could get away with wronging an angel. Even if she was fallen. Because everyone knew never to cross a fallen angel. What did she have to lose? Violet eyes narrowed in hate. Nothing.

She curled her lips downwards as the pair never stopped or even slowed their activities. The lust was too strong in both of them as Sakura continued to bounce her lithe body atop her former over. Admittedly she could see what Naruto did, she was pretty. But she was vile. And the narrowing of green eyes and sly smirk told her just as much. Mocking her silently, as she bounced and moaned louder, daring her to interfere, daring the angel to sin. Oh, how naïve. Like she hadn't seen her sin before. But then maybe she wasn't completely aware just how far the poor angel had fallen. Just how much of a slave she was to hell. Just like Sakura. Suddenly a gleeful grin etched itself onto the pale woman's lips.

"I didn't know your job was to fuck my husband." A tilt of her head and feign concerned look sent Sakura into confusion once more. Her actions finally slowing as she glanced at the other woman who seemed unfazed by the fact her husband was currently inside of another woman. However, due to her slowed pace, she yelped and cried out suddenly as Naruto took the reins, pushing her off of him and pushing her forward. Lifting her ass as he slides into her wet folds easily. Continuing with a much more brutal pace than before as Sakura cried out at the new sensation. Green eyes rolling back as she was fucked once more. Before she could completely lose herself in the sensation of Narutos thrusting, she felt a hand roughly tug her head back up, a cold face staring her dead in the eyes as an old scroll floated between then for Sakura's view. Its edges darkened and ripped with time and misplacement, yellowed with age and seemed to be written in nonsense. She couldn't begin to read in her current state, lust flowing through her as she whined and moaned. But she could process her signature scrawled on a line at the very bottom. Along with another's that she remembered. Images of a smirking white-haired man, holding the scroll filed her confused mind. Hidan. A shiver ran down her spine as she once again remembered the pact she had made with the devil. She had a job, and she'd ignored it, thinking she would be able to get Sasuke under her spell long before the due time. A loud cry ripped past her bruised lips. Hinata once more grabbing her attention, leaning forward so that her lips could brush her lips against the other woman's ear who was still being pounded from behind, jerking and shuddering.

"Enjoy this while you can, little witch. Because soon there is hell to pay." Sakura barely seemed to register her threat as the male above her seemed to reach his limit, presumably not for the first or last time. She sneered in disgust as she turned away from them. Walking out of the room with a sense of sorrow for her lost love, she moved on. Her thoughts soon turned to her new lover. Her demon. Violet eyes narrowed once more, renewing her with vigour. She had an unwelcome slut to deal with. And a mate to teach a lesson for letting another touch what is hers.

She made her way through the small house. Knowing exactly where the other two resided. Both from the orb and because she could hear them. And smell them as she walked closer. Her nose twitching as she could smell the pheromones from here. Sickly sweet to her senses. Sasuke's were not like that. Sasuke smelt of lightning and earth. Darkness. A masculine scent that sent her reeling before she even knew it. Quickening her pace, she finally came to her door. The wooden door with beautifully carved accents looked just as beautiful as it always had. Like nothing had changed from the last time Sasuke had followed her through it. Her head filling with the though of her demons darkened eyes and malicious smirk, whispering things she never thought she would hear, telling her how many ways he wanted to take her again the very door that divided them currently.

Anger filled her as she shoved the door aside, stepping into the foul-smelling room. Her eyes instantly falling on the pleasure riddled face of the redhead who was also bouncing on the cock of her beloved. Whom by the looks of it was either passed out or completed ignoring what was happening around him as his hands and feet remained chained to the posts of the bed. She stood by the door, furious as both seemed to not acknowledge her once more. Karin smirked and purred down at the male beneath her.

"C'mon Sasuke, if you promise to behave, I'll take off the chains. Then we can have some real fun!" The giddy woman laughed atop of him, shifting her hips suggestively as she tried to coax him into fucking her like she'd always dreamed he would. Hinata sneered uncontrollably. The sound alerting both of the room's occupants. Karin's eyes narrowing at the intruder. Red lips opening as she attempts to yell at the useless angel.

"If he wanted to fuck you, the chains would already be gone." She knew. He'd done it before. She watched as her lovers head snapped up to her, dark eyes filling with an unnameable emotion as he tugged at the chains around him, clearly unable to break them for some reason. Her eyebrows knitted in confusion. Karin glared and yelled at the unwanted guest.

"Get out pest. You wouldn't have a clue about this stuff. Sasuke and I like it rough. Not something a little prude like you would understand. Maybe you should just watch and learn how to please a guy properly." The condescending smirk curled on the other woman's lips was enough to make Hinata violent. She didn't enjoy the emotions. She didn't enjoy being upset and angry. It was all too much and too new to her. But she couldn't help it. She couldn't help the want to rip this wretched wench off of her mate and teach her a lesson like the devil had promised he'd let her.

Karin once again began rolling her hips over Sasuke's, mewling and moaning loudly as she did while feeling herself up. It looks…pitiful. To be completely honest. Sasuke chained to the bed, merely staring at the other occupant, uncaring of what happened above him, as he wasn't involved in the slightest. She almost grins in pride at his attention. Like a big fuck you to Karin as she tried to take his attention back. But then she did something that sent her over the edge. She pressed her lips to Sasuke's brutally, her hands intertwining in his dark locks as she tried to coax his tongue from his lips, biting hard enough to draw blood, and yet he wouldn't open his mouth. But that didn't help in Hinata's case. She launched forward and grabbed Karin by her long red strands, ripping her head back with a snarl as she pulled the larger woman from Sasuke's lap, throwing her into the door she entered through with unknown strength.

Adrenaline pumping through her as she watched Karin stand and try to grab her, but she only gripped the outstretched hand and twisted her arm in a way it never ought to be twisted, even if you were mythical. A loud cry erupted from the other woman, falling to her knees as she tried to escape the pain in her arm. Hinata only snarled with an inhuman voice and forced Karin to kneel lower, twisting her arm until it made a disturbing pop. It was almost like she wasn't in control of herself anymore. She felt like she was watching herself perform these acts outside of her body. She almost felt sorry for Karin. She couldn't help it. She had been an angel for so long. But this anger consumed her. It wanted vengeance. It wanted pain. It wanted blood. She growled once more and forcibly threw the woman into the dresser on the other side of the room. Causing the wood to splinter everywhere, with the sheer pressure of her weight. The young woman was dazed and clutching her arm in pain. Suddenly moaning in pain rather than euphoria she had been before this wretched little angel had made an appearance.

For Hinata's part, she barely seemed to register the woman once she left her grip. Her attention turned immediately to her partner, chained to the bed. She ran to his side, her sights set on the chains keeping him from touching her. She growled as she couldn't see a whole or a key anywhere. Instead, she simply tore apart the chains with her hands, crying out slightly as the metal ripped into her delicate hands. She felt tears prick at her eyes by the time she pulled apart the fourth chain, finally freeing her beloved from his confidence to the bed. She immediately felt his warmth surround her. His hands cradling her bleeding hands as he muttered under his breath an incarnation, and his hands glowed green for a moment before the pain in her hands subsided. She sighed and took in the earthy scent of her lover. She slowly felt that anger leave her body as she clung to him. The haziness of her mind fading as he held her, his hand petting the back of her head softly, in a much more affectionate manner than he ever had before.

"I'm sorry. I know you're not used to that, but I promise I won't use it unless necessary." Confusion spread through her body as she listened to him mutter to her. What was he using? Her? Was he that feeling? But that was impossible. She shook the uneasy feeling from her.

"We have to go down." He turned to her, confused. Her eyebrows furrowing in question. She swallowed and lifted both of her hands. Two symbols glowing on her wrists as she revealed two scrolls. Each signed with familiar names beside another more prominent name. His eyes widened momentarily before a cruel grin curled on his lips.

"Then down we will go, Angel." His voice was silky in a way that only meant one thing. She looked up into his eyes as she shuddered as they smouldered above her, his lips suddenly on top of hers in a searing, needy kiss. His tongue slipping between her lips with ease as she felt the floor beneath them suddenly disappear. The burning sensation was less painful than the first times he had done this. She felt her feet suddenly hit the cold gem-like ground. Her lips pulled from his kiss as she looked around, confused. This hallway was much different from the others she'd seen so far. The whole area seemed to be made of onyx. A smooth, cold texture along the floor and jiggered texture on the walls. An unknown light filling the way, allowing the occupants to see each other and their way through the hall. She was transfixed. It was dark yet… beautiful. She looked to the wall beside her and noticed her appearance, reflecting one she knew much better. Gone were the darkened eyes. Her hands reached up to her head, feeling for the pultruding horns that no longer remained. She looked back to Sasuke he seemed somewhat amused by her reaction.

"What happened to me?" Her voice quivered with fear. So much had happened so suddenly. She was filled with so many emotions she couldn't comprehend, and then she did things, thought things she would have never. Sasuke turned to her, his hand outstretched as he caressed her soft cheek lightly. Stepped forward, he pressed his forehead to hers.

"I'm sorry. I know this is a bit much for you. I'll try to not use that since it seems to mess with you quite a bit." Her confusion showed he was clearly making no sense to her. He sighed.

"There is another effect when we mate. I can… persuade you… to do what I need you to. I couldn't get out of those chains, Karin bewitched them or something. I needed you to help me. The simplest way to explain is I'm able to send a part of myself into you. I can control a small section of you to do my bidding. For example, changing your emotions and thoughts to reflect my own. Give you some of my strength, etc. That's why you began to display traits of me. Also apparently changes some physical aspects as well. Never seen that happen before." He huffed in amusement, somewhat cradling her as she took in the information.

"So… that hatred… wasn't me? It was you." Sasuke looked down at her suddenly, realising that there was still so much good left in her. She was still an angel, and being defiled by him wasn't going to change the fact she didn't understand negative emotions. It somewhat comforted him. He liked his angel the way she was.

"Yes." She seemed to relax at the conformation. Still so cute. His head turned suddenly as if listening to something she couldn't hear. She grabbed his sleeve in question.

"We need to go. Hidan's getting impatient. And you seemed to have wanted to teach someone a lesson." Dark eyes narrowed down at her teasingly as she flushed under him. He suddenly bent down and picked her up bridal style, beginning to walk down the long hall as the light got brighter and brighter.

"Sasuke! I can walk still." She gasped and clutched around his neck, unable to help the giggle that pasted through her lips at his sudden affectionate attitude.

"I know. But I haven't gotten to touch you in hours, and I'm going to show you how much I missed those few hours." He growled lowly into her ear, nipping at the delicate flesh of her lobe as she blushed and shuddered into him, her core suddenly heating uncomfortably.

"Finally, they arrive. Do you know how long you two took? Horny bastards. I don't have all day." The white-haired man grumbled from his position against the wall. His eyes half-heartedly glaring at them before turning back to the two naked women, similarly chained to the wall as Hinata had been not too long ago. Hinata's eyes instantly glared at the two. Clearly some of the dislike not completely being Sasuke's emotions. Hidan snorted at her and turned to walk away.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do little angel." The smirk in his tone was noticeable even as he walked away from view. She almost wanted to snort at the irony of his words. Oh, she would do everything he would do.

Sasuke grinned above her as his eyes locked with the two whimpering women. His hand automatically lowering to grope Hinata's barely covered chest as she was covered in nothing but scraps of clothing.

"Oh Hinata, I believe Karin wanted to show you how to pleasure a man. Maybe you should give her some of your own pointers." She could feel his smirk against the side of her neck. She moaned loudly as she felt him bite down. One of her hands instantly wrapping around his neck as his hand groped her, twisting and pinching her nipple through the clothing as the other occupants watched in muted horror. Soon became impatient and ripped at the useless cloth away. Her supple breasts bouncing with the motion as he pressed his hardened length against her ass, causing her to twitch and groan once more. Silently wiggling her hips back against him. Chuckling darkly against her neck, he moved up and growled into her ear.

"How about we give them a real show? Show them how good an angel can really fuck." She shuddered in his hold. His words affecting her more than she cared to admit as heat flooded her core. Rubbing her thighs together in need. She whined and nodded silently, turning away from the two as she broke away from his hold. Smirking down at her, he grinned as she fell to her knees, her nails digging into the leather of his pants, tugging gently, asking for permission shyly as she looked up at him with her big lavender eyes. He almost lost it and took her there. But the whimpering and glaring from the two annoyances chained to the wall kept him from it. He wanted them to pay. He wanted them to see everything they wish they could do and cry because they would never get it. It wanted vengeance. And he wanted to fuck his little angel to prove she was the only one that could give him this much pleasure.

She opened her mouth in surprise once more as he nodded and she tugged down the only barrier between her and his cock. No matter how much she saw it, she'd always be surprised by his size. Amazing that it could actually fit inside of her. She swallowed and held it with one hand. The length was jolting as she wrapped her hand around the base. Her little pink tongue slowly lapping at his length with hesitant strokes, causing him to groan in desperation. Soon she grew bolder as she moved closer to his tip, running her tongue teasingly around his tip, refusing to give him what he so desperately wanted. She kissed and nips at his cock gently, teasing and causing precum to escape him as he groaned and delved his hands through her hair. However, as soon as her tongue ran over his tip, he lost it. His hands clutching her head on either side and forcing her down onto him. Growling loudly as he felt her throat close around him, gagging at the sudden movement. She coughed slightly as she tried to adjust to him, her hands lifting to clutch his thighs as she took him as quickly as she could. Admittedly, loving the feeling of him fucking her face as she began a puddle of need before him. Her pussy dripping as tears began to collect in her eyes from pure need rather than pain. Her thighs pressed together to try and relieve the heat gathering, but it was barely helpful.

He groaned as he felt her tongue sweep over his cock in swirls, taking everything, he had to offer as he forced himself deeper into her each time, not slowing as his hips almost brutally collided with her face. Suddenly, it hit him all at once as she began to moan loudly around him. He grunts and held her head around his cock, filling her throat with his seed with each pulse of his cock. He could feel her swallowing around him, and it only milked him for everything he was worth.

"Fuck, you're so hot." A bright blush covered her cheeks as he pulled away, semen dripping from her lips as she tried to quickly wipe it away. His eyes flicker to the two harlots withering against the wall, crying out into their gags as they try to get free. He grinned and turned Hinata to face them. Tugging off the useless clothe around her hips as she sat kneeling in front of them. His fingers delving into her mouth, forcing it to open lewdly, showing them the semen still coating her maw. He positioned himself behind her, his free hand delving into her soaking folds easily as she cried out loudly, her hips bucking into him needlingly.

"So wet." He chuckled into her ear, loud enough of the others to hear as he fingered her, tried to keep her from thrashing in his hold. Her only reply was senseless sobbing and pleading.

"What do you want, Hinata? You're going to need to be more specific." He grinned demonically from behind her. Wanted to hear how lewd he could get his angel to be. She whined and shifted her hips, causing him to groan as his erection was once again raging to be buried deep inside of her. He removed his hands from her mouth so she could speak clearly. His cock pressing against her ass as she tried to speak. Her voice was no louder than a mouse, causing him to chuckle.

"Louder. I can't hear you, mouse." She shuddered and blushed a deep red. Unsure if she would survive the lewdness that ran through her mind.

"Fuck me. Please Sasuke, fuck me however you want. I'm all yours, I'm always yours." The pleading in her voice nearly sent him over the edge by itself. HE grinned, however, and pushed her head down into the ground in front of the two harlots, gripping her hair to tug her head up to watch them. So they could watch every expression pass by on her face as he fucked her senseless. He mounted behind her and began to thrust into her slick pussy, groaning as she tightened around him instantly. Demons didn't feel like this. Only angels did. And now he had his own personal one for his cock at all times.

"Ugh, fuck Hinata." He groaned out her name, and for some reason hearing her real name uttering in pleasure made her convulse around him, trying to force herself back into his cock to go faster. The slow pace was killing her, and she needed to release so fucking badly. As if hearing her thoughts, Sasuke suddenly unleashed all his want into her. Thrusting like a mad man as she cried out loudly, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as he thrusted deep and fast. Wanting to fill her with his seed as quickly as possible.

She cried out, clawing at the ground as she tried to take in everything he was giving her. She sobbed as the pleasure began to be too much, his cock filling her in ways she never thought it could. Her legs shaking as he pounded into her, giving her everything he had until she exploded, crying out at him as she arched her back, feeling her orgasms rip through her body in wave after wave. She suddenly she could feel him. Feel each hot spurt of cum fill her stomach as he hunched over her, holding her as they rode out their orgasms together. Hinata panting beneath the larger male as they came down from their high. Having completely forgotten the other two women in the room who seem to have given up and hung limply in their chains. Defeated expressions as they whimpered. Sasuke gathered his lover up in his arms, feeling her trembling from the aftermath, giving his ego a massive boost as he smirked down at her. She giggles slightly and places a hand over his smug smile. Admiring the adoring gaze, he was suddenly giving her.

"I was always taught that when I mated, I'd be dominant. That I'd own whoever my mate was, and they would be mine to do as I please with." His forehead nuzzled against hers in affection, his eyes opening as she stared up at him in question. She was? He chuckled at her confused expression and silent question.

"No one ever told me that they would have that same power. No one told me that you would own me just as much as I owned you."

I'm not 100% happy with the ending but I've written this so many time snow I just want it out. I hope this satisfies at least some of you. I hope this story gave you something, ultimately being a tingly feeling when you read the sex scenes.

Thank you to those who have stuck around so long and read this. It took far too long and somehow stretched from high school to university. Strange thought. Now I can focus on other things. Enjoy!