Long jet-black hair fell over a pale face, as he held down another by the shoulder. Upon the bed with his head upon a pillow, a dark-eyed man with blue-black hair, filled with messed up spikes. They lay one on top of another. With one hand each, their fingers were intertwined. With the other hands, the man laid across the bed had his upon the other's back. The man on top of him rested his other hand against this man's shoulder. This was the sort of scandal unheard of to the public, between renowned clan members of the strongest clans in Konoha.
Neji Hyuuga lay on top of Sasuke Uchiha.
With their wrapped lengths pressed together, the Hyuuga slid back and forth, causing a pressure and friction. On the side table was a bottle of lube that had clearly been opened and not been closed. Neji held tightly on to Sasuke as he rubbed the two organs against one another, both men constantly moaning, grunting and groaning at the feeling it gave them; sweat covered their bodies and saliva dripped from their mouths. Although the smell of their sweat was strong and spread around the room, it wasn't disgusting. Such smells can even seem sweet should they be around at the right time. Closing his eyes tightly, though he continued to rock back and forth as they rubbed against each other, Neji dipped his head down and joined lips with Sasuke. But before they parted lips, Neji released into the condom around him, shortly followed by Sasuke.
They each removed the things and threw them into a bin by the side of the bed. "Neji?" Sasuke apathetically said, standing.
"Nobody will ever know," Neji said, knowing the question before it was asked. "Same time tomorrow.
"Same time tomorrow."