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Title: Age Disparity
Rating: M for sexual scenes and shotacon
Summary: Anko knows lunacy. She thrives on the wayward and unruly. But there's a line she just doesn't cross, until a certain boy eleven years her junior becomes bent on luring her to the other side.
"Who is she that she should have this afflicted addiction, this oddly acquired taste for the freshest of flesh, to tell a story that will start some of you smirking and smiling, but that will leave others set afire determined this nightmare, this horror must stop. Who is she?"
-A.M. Homes The End of Alice
It was just a lick.
Just one little mischievous lick on the cheek that was meant to fluster, meant to mortify the boy.
It was just supposed to be one swipe of the tongue, one quick swipe of the tongue that would effectively clean the frosting off that whiskered cheek.
At the time, it seemed simple enough to Anko.
Lick. Smile. Walk away. Relish in sweet victory.
That was her role, and she would have followed through quite nicely too, if only he hadn't tilted up that sweet little face of his.
If only she had ignored the utter adoration that escalated in his eyes.
If only she had turned away sooner, thereby missing the moment when his hands suddenly reached up swiftly, grasping her coat and holding on as if to make certain that she wouldn't suddenly leave him.
And if only, gods, if only, she hadn't noticed the way his mouth trembled slightly, tightening at the corners as if he were trying to mask the hunger for affection, the thirst for some form of tenderness on his face.
They quivered a bit, and she looked up, peering into his face which had become quite flushed. The reddened cheeks added to his innocent and vulnerable appearance, and his lips had parted slightly, puffs of warm breath blowing out with at an increasing pace.
She unconsciously smirked at the unbidden thought of his supple, loose-limbed body writhing beneath her in abandoned pleasure, and before she could stop it, a shocking and blurry image of his lithe, unexperienced hands working clumsily to undo her bindings suddenly flashed through her mind, and she was jolted to reality.
No sooner had the image left her mind when Anko furiously ripped herself away from the boys grasping hands, and she stalked off, confused, angry, and infuriatingly aroused.
Just a lick, and suddenly Uzumaki Naruto was everywhere, seemingly bent on tempting her into completely ravishing him.
With just a lick, Anko had let loose some wicked and wrong desire, and for the first time since Orochimaru, she really, really didn't want to indulge in it.
"What will frighten you most is knowing she is either you or I, one of us. Surprise. Surprise."
-A.M. Homes The End of Alice
Okay...
Well. I haven't written anything like this before, so I decided to try it out. The quote at the top is said by the nameless protagonist of A.M. Holmes' novel The End of Alice. The quote at the end is the continuation of the first quote.
I might continue this, and make it into a more complete story (won't be too long), but still not sure.
Reviews would be highly appreciated, because I do love reviews...