Naruto rolled over onto his side, eyes half open as he pulled his blanket up nearly over his head. He couldn't get comfortable enough to fall asleep even though he was exhausted. It probably had something to do with the fact that the day had been unusually ruthless.
Training had sapped most of his strength and had left him with a feeling of kitten-like weakness. He hated feeling so vulnerable; he was always prepared to just go at a moments notice but now he was entirely without energy to do so. Naruto stretched his left leg out from under the covers before tucking it back in to keep warm.
His whole body just ached. And that was even after he'd slathered himself in healing salve. Shivering as a cool breeze drifted through his hair, Naruto started to tuck his arms up to his chest, but he stilled at the sound of something rustling. It was likely only Sasuke moving about just as he was, trying to get comfy. They did share the room after all.
The sound didn't stop. He held his breath to listen for anything more. Was that Sasuke breathing hard?
"Sasuke?" Naruto asked on his exhale, whispering in case the other boy really was still sleeping.
The rustling instantly stopped and he could hear a breath catch.
"What?" The brunette finally replied in much the same volume as Naruto had spoken that he had almost missed it completely.
Naruto bit his bottom lip and straightened his legs out, as if to roll over, before thinking better of it and stopping. He didn't want to seem overly interested, Sasuke would find that annoying and stop talking.
"I can't sleep," he simply replied, unsure if he should ask about what Sasuke had been doing to make so much noise and unwilling to ask the stupid question of whether he was awake or not.
He heard him sigh distinctively as if Naruto had already begun to annoy him, though he supposed he'd managed to do so with less words. When his comment was met with only silence he decided to risk turning over onto his other side. He wanted to speak with Sasuke face to face, or as close to it as he could in the near pitch black.
"What do you want me to do about it?" Sasuke asked when Naruto had finally settled into position. He could hear the lit of a sneer in his voice even though he couldn't see much more than a black silhouette. Knowing his teammate he was likely glaring at him too.
Naruto gulped and closed his eyes for a brief moment. Typical. He could never talk to the other boy. It always managed to quickly escalate into arguing even if he'd started out with good intentions of trying to get along. He was just about to respond when Sasuke spoke again and this time Naruto didn't catch the words at all.
"What?" He asked right away, feeling like an idiot for having to ask him to repeat what must have been only a word or two.
"I'm cold," Sasuke said through clenched teeth.
"Oh," Naruto immediately said, "me too." He shivered again as if to prove a point, though Sasuke couldn't see him in the dark anyway. "I can't get comfortable," he added quickly, squinting his eyes as if that would help him to see the figure across from him. It didn't. Then he heard more rustling and saw Sasuke's form sitting up. He had no idea what he was up to.
Naruto's eyes stayed wide as he watched Sasuke gather up his bedding and stand. He must have annoyed him so much he was going to leave and find somewhere else to sleep. Naruto waited while the other boy silently walked past his head and toward the door behind him. He nearly shot out of his skin when he felt his blanket pulled up and a firm body sliding in behind him along with the draping of another blanket.
"Wha-what are you doing?" He managed to get out, tongue stuck to the roof of his suddenly dry mouth. He forced himself not to squirm at the odd feeling of someone curled into his back.
"Shut up," Sasuke told him, shifting his knees up so their legs were pressed together.
Naruto was starting to get very warm. And he supposed that was probably the whole point, that they could create body heat to combat the cold. His legs twitched anyway, it was a very awkward position to be in, and his body wanted to move even though his mind told him to stay still.
"Sas-"
"I said shut up," the other boy interrupted, shifting forward so that his hips met Naruto's rear. Sasuke was still shivering from having been out from the cover of his blanket in the cold room. Naruto bit his tongue and forced himself not to move. He was never going to be able to sleep like this.
He felt a whoosh of air against the back of his neck that made him tense up even more. A hand tugged up both blankets and tucked them in between his shoulder and jaw. Naruto pushed his face down into the pillow and inhaled sharply, trying to relax a little so he didn't just spend the entire night tense and in pain. At least he wasn't as cold anymore. He knew he could just tell Sasuke to go away if he really wanted, but the thought of staying warm through the night kept him from it. If only he could relax it wouldn't be too bad.
Sasuke's arm came up and wrapped around his middle, hand splayed out across Naruto's chest. He could probably feel how hard Naruto was actually breathing.
"Are you in pain still?" Sasuke's voice asked gently, breath wafting across his skin and giving him little bumps that made the area tingle with cold.
He pulled his face out of the pillow and nodded, his mouth frowning a little as he felt a twinge of pain in his lower back from Sasuke shifting again. If he would just stop moving then Naruto could possibly find a way to get comfortable himself – that was if he could force himself to move at all.
That warm hand across his chest slid across his side and then there was some space between their bodies again as it crept under the back of his shirt. Naruto arched his back forward, shocked at the touch of fingers against his skin, and closed his mouth to the strangled sound attempting to escape his throat when those digits began massaging the tight muscles that had been causing him pain.
"Fuck," Naruto said sharply when those fingers zeroed in on a particularly sore spot right above his tail bone. That had been from landing on his ass so many times. "Right there," he panted out, eyes clenched shut.
He heard Sasuke huff but he did as he was told anyway. Then his hand started to tug on Naruto's shirt, pulling it up to expose his back more and getting caught in his arms at the front. He moved them up higher so that the shirt didn't stretch quite as much. Naruto wasn't sure why Sasuke was helping him in such a way but couldn't complain when his body started to feel like it was melting into the floorboards.
Eventually Sasuke's hand lost it's pressure and started to slow down. And then it stopped completely. Naruto's breath hitched as it came back around to his stomach and the brunette's warm body pressed up against him again. It was kind of weird with his shirt hiked up but he felt languid from the massage so only moved enough so that his arm wasn't crushed beneath him anymore.
"Better?" Sasuke asked, nose coming to rest in the folds of Naruto's scrunched up shirt along his shoulder. Naruto nodded again in answer. He felt Sasuke twitch and realized he must have gotten his hair in his face when he had moved.
"Sorry," he whispered, moving his chin down a bit and snuggling into the blankets further.
"Here, take this off," Sasuke said, fingers moving up to the shirt stretched across his arms, "it'll make us warmer." Naruto rolled the fabric up and slipped his arms free. It was tugged up and over his head by the other boy until he was left wearing only his sleeping pants. "There," Sasuke breathed out as he moved back to his previous position after also quickly removing his own shirt.
Naruto felt shocks of something tingle up his spine and he bit his tongue. He was already getting warmer. They had learned in survival training that this was the best way to keep warm but he had never thought it would feel quite so intimate. He was definitely keeping his pants on.
He tried to ignore the fact that Sasuke's hips were digging into his backside and there was the feeling of something that definitely indicated he was being spooned by a male. Well, that and the lack of breasts. Naruto tried to scooch forward a bit but those hips just followed him and Sasuke's hand pressed into his stomach as if to stop him from moving. He wiggled his lower half in annoyance.
"Stop," Sasuke said sharply into his shoulder. Naruto stubbornly did it again. He felt nails bite into his skin roughly and he stilled. And that was when he realized why Sasuke had told him to stop. "Fuck," he thought he heard, barely.
Naruto gulped, ready to apologize, but then let out a loud gasp as he felt Sasuke deliberately roll his hips against him. He bit down hard on his tongue to stop himself from thrusting back in retaliation. That wasn't what this was.
He had no idea what to do. The feeling of Sasuke's clearly aroused length against him felt odd. He understood really, a warm moving body against his parts would've had the same affect on him, but this was them... two boys prone to fighting more than anything, something that came as second nature to them, something they couldn't just ignore because one of them was feeling a little turned on.
Maybe Naruto just had it all wrong – it certainly seemed that way when he felt Sasuke push against his ass again.
"The hell-" Sasuke's hand came up to cover his mouth and he was tempted to bite it, or lick it, or something, but he was curious more than anything. Naruto reasoned he was in shock. At least that was his excuse for not struggling – shock and a morbid curiousity. He pushed back against the next thrust and winced at those fingers suddenly leaving his mouth to scrabble at his hip, digging in and leaving red marks.
He could hear panting just behind his ear. Naruto's head was spinning madly and he felt like he was fighting to get sufficient amounts of air into his lungs. His heart was racing and his mind clouded over. All of this was new, so very wrong, but also very good.
Things got out of control fast, as it usually did with anything concerning the two of them. Sasuke's hand skittered down to cup Naruto's cock through his pants and Naruto had to shove his face down hard into his pillow to muffle a groan that threatened to echo throughout the empty room.
No one had ever touched him so intimately before. Well, Sasuke had been his first kiss, technically... actually his only one, so it seemed fitting, as fucked up as that was.
His hips jerked needily at the loss of pressure until Sasuke's hand came back, sliding underneath the thin fabric of his pants to grip his twitching length with no barriers in the way.
He bit down on the pillow, swearing into it, his face turning red in embarrassment at the sound of Sasuke chuckling against his back.
"Teme," Naruto hissed and ground his ass back into him. The sound of the other boy's laughter was cut off by a throaty moan.
Hands frantically tugged at his pants, pulling them down so fast he was surprised they didn't tear. And then with the same ferocity, Naruto found himself roughly flipped over onto his front, barely managing to land on his knees. He had to slam his forearms down to save his body some pain. The next thing he knew Sasuke was plastered on top of him, legs on either side of him, basically crushing him into the floor. Naruto felt hands parting his ass cheeks and he began to panic.
"What the-" he started to protest, but the words got caught in his throat as he felt Sasuke slide his hard erection along his skin, pre-come slicking the way and sending a pleasurable jolt up from the base of Naruto's spine. "Oh... oh," he whimpered, tilting his ass up into the next slide. One of Sasuke's hands clutched his hip tightly while the other snuck beneath to resume fisting Naruto's now leaking cock.
"Oh fuck," Sasuke choked out and then leaned forward to bite down on the back of Naruto's neck.
He arched up against him, his knees sore from kneeling on the hard wood, his arms shaking at the effort of holding himself up in such an awkward position. Naruto didn't care about anything other than the sensations shocking through his body. His nipples were pinpoints, his stomach was clenched tight, his balls throbbing with a heaviness he couldn't ignore and that he knew the feeling of. A thumb swept across the head of his cock and he whimpered needily again.
And there was the feeling of how wrong it all was that just heightened his senses. There was no barrier to hide how close they were to fucking, to hide the fact that he was definitely receiving a hand job from someone who was usually his opponent, even if half of it was Naruto thrusting down into his hand. Their groaning and panting filled the air and it made his heart beat faster to hear it.
Naruto's lip was starting to bleed he was biting down on it so hard. It wasn't supposed to feel so good to have Sasuke where he was on top of him. He was supposed to be fighting this. He wasn't supposed to think of what it would feel like to have Sasuke's hard length inside him, pounding him into the floor, taking everything from him.
His ass clenched a few times at the thought and his whole body spasmed when he felt warm fluid shoot up across his lower back and between his cheeks. He pushed himself faster into the fist tightening around his own length, thinking about the fact that he'd just caused Sasuke to come all over him.
"Naruto." He heard growled into his hair. His cock twitched and pulsed. With an incoherent shout, his hips rocked forward sporadically, and then Naruto was coming all over himself and the floor before he collapsed with the weight of Sasuke on top of him.
He felt the hand release him and wiggle out from under him. Then he was being rolled over and wiped up with what felt like one of their shirts. Most likely his own. Naruto snorted. He was surprised to feel Sasuke's naked body pressed back up against him again, but this time he was too drained to care much about it... and there was warmth, so much warmth... Naruto was seconds away from falling asleep.
He was cold again. And alone. It was worse that he was naked as well as cold and alone. He felt used. Naruto felt a blush creep up onto his face. It definitely hadn't been a dream then. He looked around into the empty room and noticed that only his own bag was left stacked against the wall. Well, he supposed it was time to get up and have some breakfast.
