Trapped

Chapter 3 (18+)

I sat at the dinner table poking my food.. he was still nowhere to be seen. I apolozied to the servants before returning to 'our' chambers for some much needed sleep. I undressed down to my undergarments and just as I was about to slip into my nightgown he entered. I blushed and tried to conceal myself but he meerly glanced at me before heading into the ensuite and slamming the door. I sighed in relief before putting on my gown and climbing under the covers. I laid on my side at the edge of the bed, my back facing the bathroom door. The room lit up with a suddern burst of light as he emerged before he closed the door and I was surrounded by the dark. I felt him climb into bed and then everything went still. I sighed in relief and fell asleep.

A week had passed and  Madara and I barely spoke a word, let alone held a conversation. Every night he missed dinner and every night he would come home, fall asleep and I would wake up alone. Izuna visited and made excuses for his brother but I didn't want to be here any longer.. I wanted out. I stood alone in the kitchen gazing out the window, all the servants had been sent home for the night. Even without them, the compound would be surrounded by Uchiha. My Byakugan counted seven. This window was my only chance of escape without being spotted. I slid it open, watching the guards for any movement. I couldn't help but smirk as the outside air filled my lungs. I could smell the freedom. "What do you think you are doing?!" My attention focused on his reflection. Shit, how had I not noticed his presence. My gaze shifted back to the outside, contemplating my options. He spun me around before repeating his question. His eyes were as dark as his hair.. and no doubt his soul. I shrugged in response. "It's only a matter of time." It wasn't like he would always be here to stop me. I attempted to push past him but instead found myself pinned between him and the wall. We remained in that position, eyes locked for what seemed like forever when his lips crashed into mine. My eyelids suddenly became heavy and my arms found their way around his shoulders. What the hell was I doing?! I shoved him back as the shock of the situation wore off. His mouth started to twist upward into a smirk - the first sign of an emotion besides hatred I had seen since I had arrived. His hands gripped my waist, closing in the space between us. "So there is some fight in you?" He leaned forward, words barely audible in my ear. "I like that." I couldn't help but laugh. "Well then you're gonna love this. Twin Lion Fists!" The force of the strike threw him across the room. He wasn't lying though. The smirk remained on his face, despite the small trail of blood that trickled from his brow. I launched myself toward him, determine to wipe it off his face. His piercing eyes followed my every move, keeping him just out of harm's way. My back slammed against a wall, forcing every bit of air from my chest. He trailed kisses down my neck, managing to reach my collar bone before.. "Rotation!" I fought to regain my breath. Perverted bastard. I willed my chakra to surround my fists as I slowly made my way over to him. The fallout of our current predicament flashed through my mind.. if I managed to kill the Uchiha leader then.. I shook the thought. For once I was going to do something for myself.. elders be damned. He ducked, refusing to throw a strike of his own. Gentleman or a coward, it didn't matter to me. I wasn't going to hold back. His fist caught mine. His strength was phenomenal. I'm not sure what I expected of the clan leader.. but this was insane. He easily held it against the wall above my head. His breath mingled with mine as he closed the space. "All this time, I thought you were weak.. unworthy of the Uchiha name but.." Rage consumed me. His words hung in the air unfinished, my forehead collided with his nose. "Weak?! WEAK! I'll show you weak! Eight Trigrams, 64 palms!" The green glow illuminated the room. He seemed more intrigued than worried, a mistake on his part. Blood spilled from his mouth but the hits kept coming. "64 Palms!"  The final blow was dealt. He stumbled forward, clutching his ribs which were no doubt broken. His legs collapsed beneath him and he crumpled to the floor. Shit.. maybe I did take it to far. I knelt beside him, taking in the damage I had delivered. Not good. My chakra was almost depleted too... I focused it towards my palms. I'd have to prioritize vital spots for now until I had recovered. He barely moved as the green glow moved over his body. "So you do care after all?" I froze at the voice behind me. No way. I slowly turned, confirming my dread. The man I was healing and the destruction around us melted away. He leaned against the door frame, same smug smirk planted across his face. I could feel the heat emanating off my body. I was fuming. "You bastard!" He laughed as I launched myself toward him. My chakra was depleted but my anger was in large supply. My fists pounded across his chest as I hurled my abuse. He suddenly bent down, throwing me over his shoulder. "Let me go you bastard!" My yells echoed through the hallway but no one was listening. 

He launched me onto the bed, immediately climbing on top to prevent an escape. "Just you wait til my chakra returns!" A deep chuckle rose up from his chest. He lent forward, preventing more insults with his lips. I attempted to wriggle from his grip, but his hands held my wrists in place. My struggles eventually faded and he warily released me. My mind was already lost in the kiss. After weeks of neglect, I was finally getting the attention I wanted.. the attention I craved...I tugged on his shirt begging him to take it off which he happily obliged. I ran my slender fingers across his toned, muscular chest making him quiver with anticipation. He couldn't control himself any longer, he transported us back into our chamber. Our lips locked as his hand slowly made its way up my shirt. As I gasped he resumed kissing my neck before pulling off my shirt completely. He unclipped my bra and warm moisture met my left nipple. I moaned and gripped the sheets beneath me. I felt him smirk at my actions before changing breasts. Once satisfied with his handiwork he began kissing me. I smirked into the kiss before flipping him over and grinning evily. I made my way down to the tent that had formed in his boxers and pulled off his trousers and underwear. I took the shaft in my hand before pumping. I could feel his body thrusting with my every move but he wasn't moaning.. yet. I licked the tip of his shaft, tasting him, before sticking it all in my mouth and bobbing my head. He gripped my hair and starting moaning. He suddenly pulled me off of him and flipped me onto my back before climbing on top of me. He crashed his lips onto mine and I felt his hand slip underneath my underwear. I blushed as he made contact with my skin. He proceeded to rub my clit making me moan into our kiss. His hand left my clit and he began kissing my neck as I felt his finger enter my core. He began pumping it in and out of me as I gripped the sheets in pleasure, moaning out for him. I felt a knot build up and within a couple of seconds I reached my climax. I lay beneath him, panting as he withdrew his finger and got into position above me. "I'll be gentle" I nodded and held onto him for support as he entered. Pain shot through my body but as he began thrusting the pain turned into pleasure and it wasn't long before I was moaning his name. I felt Madara increase in speed and a warm liquid entered me. He collapsed on top of me pulling the sheets over us and we fell asleep cradling each  for the first time.