The precise moment Sasuke walked through the door, Naruto had his eyes locked on his figure like the boy was a walking target. He'd been waiting hours for the Uchiha's return, and he righteously thought he should be rewarded for this exerting dedication, especially considering he'd been suffering through the accompanying impatience.
The blond didn't hesitate to immediately approach the other boy, striding in his stomping steps over to wrap his arms around that lean waist in a welcoming, tight embrace. "Sasuke! You're home!" he exclaimed in clear happiness. No longer would he have to wait to satisfy himself. He'd been sizzling with the need to impale himself inside something tight and hot the entire day.
This excitement and enthusiasm was not reciprocated by the youngest Uchiha. All that was returned for the hug was an exasperated grunt and a weak attempt to detach the clinging blond from his body.
"Naruto, I'm tired…" Sasuke muttered in halfhearted protest, barely concealing his sudden dislike at having Naruto all over him in exchange for appearing too exhausted to even walk. He'd known what the waiting, the hugging, and the eccentric welcoming meant the moment he saw it. Naruto wanted him. In one way specifically. Stupid, horny dobe.
"Aw, poor baby," Naruto coddled, rubbing his hands up and down Sasuke's clothed back, tracing out his ribs and spine with his fingers through the thin layer of clothing. He only hoped to be as soothing as possible. "Do you want me to take you to bed and, you know, get your mind off it?" The implication was heavy. It was even said with a smirk and a soft chuckle.
Sasuke hid his deep frown and grinding teeth by burrowing his face under Naruto's chin. He was seriously tired. He could barely contemplate an accurate solution to the problem of Naruto's need. If there was a reasonable excuse within easy grasp, Sasuke Uchiha was far too lethargic to wrap his mind around it. Why couldn't the stupid dobe just help him into bed without trying to molest him?
A sigh. "Naruto. Please." The tone silently forbade Naruto from attempting at his pants. There was no strength left in him after that day long mission to go at it and exert himself further in the form of lovemaking. He knew this would disappoint Naruto, for it seemed he'd been waiting quite awhile. The dobe had even been anticipating his arrival by the door. Sasuke's intentions weren't aimed to disappoint, but damn it, he had his limits! If he couldn't do it, Naruto would have to accept it.
Pulling back from the hug, Naruto's eyes found Sasuke's, blue and wide, blindsided by the unexpected denial. "B-b-but–" His balls would be blue tomorrow if Sasuke didn't give in!
An irritated growl from Sasuke. "Enough!" The Uchiha shouted, patience gone.
The annoyance was returned as Naruto saw his pampering and caring facade toward Sasuke wouldn't be winning him anything tonight. He glared down at him now, eyes narrowed in contempt. He even went so far as to grab the Uchiha by his face. Tanned hands contrasting against pale cheeks. The hold was punishing.
"No. I want you," he rasped, pushing his face close to Sasuke's, staring down at those beautiful, plump, and faintly moistened lips.
Sasuke panicked, eyes darting away from Naruto's and all around the room, wracking his brain, unconsciously trying to wriggle himself out of the hold Naruto had on his face. He needed to think of an excuse. Fast. The fact that he was shit tired obviously wasn't kicking Naruto off him. Uncaring asshole.
"I-I'm on my period!" he shouted, eyes clenching shut.
They both stood stock still, faces heating to bold redness, registering and processing the words at a slow pace. Sasuke was mentally recoiling at what had just exited his mouth, realizing he hadn't even thought before he spoke, or what the hell was wrong with him to say something like that. Naruto, mind blank, embarrassed for the Uchiha, was slowly backing away.
One thought went through Naruto Uzumaki's head. Sasukes have periods?
Letting the Uchiha out of his grasp, Naruto allowed space between them. A lot of space. Blue eyes stared at the ground with an intense, yet false, concentration. He didn't know what was going on, but if Sasuke was desperate enough to tell him something like that, regardless if it was true or not, Naruto would oblige and leave him alone like he wanted.
"Oh," he stated, voice soft and bewildered. "Okay. I guess I'll go shower then."
Naruto turned and left, walking stiff and quick to the bathroom, unintentionally slamming the door behind him. Not once during his leave did he dare to glance at Sasuke, lest there had been more embarrassing things waiting for him upon eye contact.
Oddly enough, Naruto was now hornier than he'd been the moment he saw Sasuke. Strange.
Sasuke stayed at the spot Naruto left him in for a long time, face burning hot, hands cemented over his mouth, and eyes widened, staring without seeing, with a light glaze of water building from his tear ducts. He would pay someone to kill him right now. There was no way he'd ever be able to face Naruto again.