Time does not pass here. Frozen within the same moment, Naruto moves underneath Sasuke, and bites at the pale man on top of him. Their clothing is scattered around this muddy cave, a tiny hideaway from the world. Sasuke doesn't speak to him, doesn't look at him. Naruto's hands are bound behind him, there is blood seeping from superficial wounds, but he needs this, he does.
Shuddering, straining against the other man, Naruto cleaves to Sasuke, pressing against him, kissing and sucking on whatever flesh he can reach. Sasuke is silent, but his cock is achingly hard, and it slipsides next to Naruto's. He reaches a hand down between them and takes both their erections in hand, working them mercilessly. Naruto throws his head back, and cries out unashamedly. This is what love is like for me, he thinks breathlessly, but an uncareful flick of thumbnail along the sensitive veins of his cock obliterates any further thought. He seizes at the moment of orgasm, and feels his release over his belly, and Sasuke. Sasuke comes a second later, and buries his face in the crook of Naruto's neck. Naruto forgives him the bright pinpoint of pain, as he bites Naruto hard enough to draw blood.
They dress in silence, not looking at each other. Naruto rubs the faint marks on his wrists, already fading. There is never any evidence of their love left on him. And Sasuke never permits any markings.
"Same time, next week, you stiff, unfeeling bastard?" Asks Naruto, and Sasuke grunts, as he helps the shorter man tie on his ANBU mask, the leering visage of a frog hiding the blue eyes, the sharp teeth. They stand away from each other, and Sasuke wraps his hand around his sword hilt, contemplatively.
"Naruto. Remember." He says, the first time he has spoken this entire time. Naruto does not turn to face him, but stills his movement, as Sasuke moves to place his lips next to his rival's ear.
"I will be the one that kills you. And if you die before that, Konoha is forfeit. I will wash your body with the blood of that insipid village." Sasuke growls. Naruto swallows convulsively, and faster than the untrained eye; the men spring apart, moving into combat form, Sasuke holding his sword, Naruto, clenching a kunai in his fist.
"That's never going to happen, bastard. I'll gut you before you can blink." Naruto hisses, and pushes towards his opponent. Sasuke knocks the knife out of his hand, drops his own sword, and bodily pins Naruto to the wall of the cave. He leans in, forearm across Naruto's throat.
"You whisper such sweet nothings, my love." Sasuke says quietly and pushes the mask up just enough to place an off centre kiss on Naruto's lips. They stand there, embracing, and ready to kill. Sasuke is hard again, which makes Naruto laugh. Sasuke, perhaps offended pulls back, grabs his sword, and vanishes, leaving Naruto alone, once again. Naruto smiles softly to himself, and leaves the damp hole, moving back to Konoha.
The fallen kunai does not gleam where it lies in the mud, unforgotten
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