A/N: Dear lord, my corset fetish has finally manifested itself into a fanfic. o.O XD Characters do not belong to me. They belong to Masashi Kishimoto. And, for reference, no, I have not worn a corset. I've worn a bodice, but not a corset.
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Sasuke hissed through clenched teeth, hands clutching at the bed frame.
"Tighter, Naruto…"
"I'm trying!" Naruto gave the laces another tug, wrenching another gasp and moan from Sasuke. He stared at his lover's back and the shape of his waist incredulously before, again, pulling the laces tighter.
"Is this good?"
"No. I want it completely closed."
"Sasuke, are you sure this is a good idea?"
"Yes, now do it!" Naruto jumped at the growl in Sasuke's voice and, with a final tug, managed to close the corset. He tied the laces carefully, making sure they could easily be untied if needed.
Sasuke smiled, panting, and ran a hand down his confined flesh, revelling at the sensation. He turned his head, bringing Naruto into his line of sight.
"Touch me…"
Naruto frowned. Sasuke's voice was less than a whisper, and his breathing was shallow. He worried about what Sasuke was doing to himself… surely making your waist that small could not be healthy…
Naruto blinked at the sudden touch of Sasuke's hand on his face.
"Please…"
Slowly, hesitantly, Naruto reached out a calloused hand and ran his fingertips over the black velvet, the stiff boning… He hooked his arms slowly around Sasuke's narrowed waist, as if afraid of breaking his compacted body. He looked up at Sasuke. His lover's head was thrown back, his panting increasing, his eyes dark with desire…
"Please, Naruto…."
Sasuke's plea was quickly silenced with lips and tongue and those sweet hot kisses only Naruto could give him. He tried to press in closer, hands gripping at his lover's naked back, pushing his waist into Naruto's hands…
It was Naruto who broke the kiss, allowing Sasuke to get his breath back as he nuzzled into the soft flesh of his neck… smelling his hair… touching that velvet and steel, as if he suddenly could not get enough…
Sasuke smiled as Naruto moved to rub his face against the tight fabric; to press against flesh that would later bruise from such torture. He sighed softly, as he reclined amidst the pillows of their bed, petting Naruto's hair, letting him know that this was all right; that this was what he wanted.
-Fin-
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A/N: Oh my god, teh suck! . That's terrible… gods… Anyways… review? Please? holds out the collection tin