Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

never be the same

(not after loving you)

He can't remember how it all began, but he supposes it shouldn't really matter. They are here, with him, and maybe that's all that's important. Sasuke's hands feel almost uncomfortably tight around his hips and his chipped nails are leaving (almost) half-moon shaped marks on his skin and Sakura's torso is clammy, way too hot against his own and he's sure he's going to get a rash later, but that doesn't matter because it's them and they're together and how many times has he wished for that?

Too many times to count and too little to actually make a difference.

It's not perfect – he never expected it to be; of course not – because it hurts way too much at first and then he feels so full he's sure he's about to burst; and it's also rather sticky, tight and almost scalding and he thinks he's going to catch on fire. He isn't sure at first if any of it feels good or even pleasurable, but then Sasuke breathes his name in his ear in a way that sends shivers down his spine and Sakura lets out a long, wantonly moan that has his knees shaking and he's sure, certain, that this is it. It doesn't feel perfect but it sure as hell is near it.

He's with them and nothing else in the world holds as much importance as them, the three of them finally together. They are finally his, his to take and touch and the fact that he can barely breathe and his head is pounding from exertion just makes it all seem so much more real. He's growling and he's groaning and Sasuke's movements are hard and erratic and Sakura is biting down on her lip so hard she's drawing blood and then, and then – the dingy dark alley they are in explodes in a variability of colors and his body is going into spasms and convulsing and, and –

He's finally alive.

It still hurts, still he can't breathe properly and his hands sting and bleed from holding himself against the rough walls, but it's okay, it's alright. He might not remember how they got to be in this situation in the first place and the place they are in is not something anyone would call ideal or even sanitary, but everything feels so good despite all the contradictions pointing otherwise.

He doesn't think he ever wants to leave, despite the lack of perfection.

Because perfect was never something Naruto aimed for and just the fact that he's with them – them – is enough and really, from the very beginning that was all that mattered.

.

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. because i'm with you .

So... Thoughts? :)

vicca