…Sasori started to pull off Deidara’s pants with a smirk.
“Sa-Sasori-Danna un!” Deidara gasped as he felt Sasori slip his pants down past his knees, boxers and all. Then he threw the clothes onto the floor removing his pants as well. Sasori’s cold hands traced Deidara’s legs, up his thighs and around his waist.
“Can Du move?” Sasori asked still smiling. Deidara struggled to Bewegen his hand. He managed to get his arms halfway into the air before they fell back to the bed. Sasori shook his head at him then smiled an evil grin.
“What is it Sasori-Danna un?” Deidara looked at him...