~Lovers~Chapter Four~Hashirama x Madara~

All characters in this story are 18+.


Madara was sweating and his checks were a rose red color, as he sat down in the back of the classroom. Hashirama pulled out his chair and sat directly across from his fine Uchiha. 'Mada looks so cute when he is all sweaty and flushed. I can only imagine how he will look after I am done with him.' Madara noticed the Senju smirking, and got suspicious. 'Oh, hell no. If he wants me now, I can't do anything. I am still spent from P.E..' "Senju, Uchiha! Are either of you listening?" In sync, Hashirama and Madara, replied. "Yes, Sensei." As their Sensei turned back to the board, Madara's eyes roamed over his Senju prince. Hashirama's brown hair spewed onto the table, all over his arms. 'His smile, white, and perfectly straight. His eyes were portals to another universe, a universe filled with love, and lust. His skin, tan, and kissable. Any way you look at him, he is perfect.' Hashirama sat there, looking at Madara's expression as his eyes roamed over Hashirama's body. The Senju smirked. 'Mada is so cute when he is curious. I wonder how curious he will be when we are having sex, because I know he is still a virgin.' These thoughts made the Senju's smirk become devilish. Hashirama rested his chin on his palm, with his other hand he reached out and cupped Madara's chin. The Senju pulled up sharply, causing Madara to stop looking him over, and up, to stare into Hashirama's chocolate eyes. "You seem curious, Mada." Madara blushed and stuttered out. "I-I was j-just...loo-looking at y-you." "Awh~! You are so cute when you blush. I bet you are just absolutely adorable, when you blush, because you reached your climax." If it was possible, Madara blushed more. The Senju only smirked, again, and let go of Madara's chin, after caressing Madara's check with his thumb. Madara was left dazzled, as Hashirama turned his full attention to what their Sensei was teaching. 'I need to calm the fuck down. Damn, that Senju is dangerous. With only his touch, he got me hard. Yah, he is really dangerous, but I like it when it is a game of risk.' Madara and Hashirama sat threw the rest of the class, without any more of Madara being sexually assaulted by Hashirama. When the bell rung Hashirama was gone before Madara could get out of his chair. Madara thought nothing of it as he left the classroom and went to his locker, figuring that Hashirama had somewhere to be. As Madara walked out of the front doors of Konoha High School, with his bag on his back, he heard a ferocious roar of an expensive, fast car. Madara already could figure out who was driving it, and what their intention was too. As the black Aston Martin's door opened on the driver's side, Madara blushed, because there were so many people around, and God only knows what the hell Hashirama would do to Madara. Hashirama stepped out of the car and walked up to Madara. Hashirama had an expression on his face that Madara could only tell that it said: finally, this fine piece of Uchiha ass is mine, and mine to do what ever I please to do with it. Hashirama took Madara's hand, and brought it up to his lips, to kiss it gently. "My Uchiha princess, shall we go?" Hashirama was even bowing with his head tilted up. His eyes looking up into Madara's, a sly smirk on his face. "Y-yes." Madara managed to stutter out. Hashirama stood up, still with Madara's hand in his gentle grasp, picked him up in his arms bridal style. The Senju then walked swiftly to his car, opened up the passenger's side door with Madara still arms, set him gently inside the car, buckled him up, and before he left gave the dazzled Madara a kiss on the lips. As the Senju slid into his seat and buckled up, he looked over to the Uchiha that was staring at him with dazzling pools of dark still water. "Yes, my princess?" Madara looked away shyly, but Hashirama grabbed his chin and pulled sharply. Hashirama's eyes glittered with a look that said: you are going to get it really rough. "My princess, do not look away from me. What did you have to say?" Madara whimpered, and blushed. "I-I was just going to as-ask...um...you know..." "Awh~, you want to know when you will get to have the pain and pleasure? That is to cute, my Uchiha princess." Hashirama said putting extra emphasis on the word 'my'.  Madara blushed, and tried to look away, but Hashirama just sighed, and pulled Madara's chin forward. Their lips met in an explosion of lust and need, want, passion, but most of all love for each other.