For the third time since I had climbed into the driver's seat, I wondered if this was really a good idea. I mean, now that I actually had Sasuke, unconscious and knocked out in the back of the van, was not the ideal time to have second thoughts. But really, I didn't even know if he wanted to come back to the village. What if he didn't? Well, I thought with a smirk, what I'm going to do with him should convince him well enough.

When I got to the house my nerves came rushing back. I slowed down my walk to the back of the van. No, really, I thought, what if he doesn't want this? What if he doesn't want ME? I suddenly realised I had clenched my clammy hands into fists, and I slowly released them, my palms red from where my fingernails dug in. I opened the van and hefted Sasuke over my shoulder. 'Dammit, teme, you're so heavy when you're knocked out,' I grunted, trying to close the door behind me. When I finally got the door shut, I dragged him into my bedroom onto my bed and shut the door, going over to open the window slightly to let the cool breeze in.

I glanced over to Sasuke to see him peacefully sleeping, his pale skin glistening in the sunlight. His long eyelashes rested carefully on his cheek and his mouth was slightly open a breath of air coming out every now and again. He looked… peaceful. There was no stuck up smirk or scowl on his face. I moved closer and sat on the edge of the bed, twisting my body to face him. He shifted slightly and I held my breath, wondering if he was going to wake up. Then I remembered what I was there for and set my plan into action. Trying my hardest not to wake him, I quickly tied his arms and his feet to the bed post. When I was done I breathed a sigh of relief. Now he wouldn't be able to hit me when he woke up and realised his… predicament. And, well, what I was planning on doing to him could only be described as… kinky.

A rustling brought my attention back to Sasuke. He was restless, his hands clenching and unclenching around the wooden bar while his back arched off the bed slightly. His breath came faster, his head moving from side to side. Is he having a nightmare? A breathy moan was the answer to my silent question, and I put my hand on his face to wake him up. He leaned into the touch, his face warm. He's got fever?

'N-naaa, Naruto…' He whimpered quietly, back arching off the bed again.

Oh. Oh. So that's what's going on. My face broke out into an ear-splitting grin. He was dreaming about me. More importantly, he was dreaming about doing that with me.

'P-please.'

'Sasuke,' I murmured, my hand still caressing his face as I leaned close to him. His breath ghosted against my lip and I shivered at the contrast.

'A-ah! Yes, yes, nngh,'he moaned , his head pressing into the bed as his back arched off of the sheets.

I couldn't hold myself back anymore. I settled myself next to him gently, so as to not wake him, and ran fingers down his neck. His soft skin under the pads of my fingers felt amazing, and I couldn't help but stroke his neck in bewilderment. With my other hand I swept up his shirt and ran my fingers up his chest, pressing down on a nipple with my thumb and massaging it. Sasuke moaned at the touch and I dropped my head, my tongue flicking out against the small nub. After a quick taste I passed it, kissing along his abs and dipping my tongue into his belly button, making him sigh and arch his back.

As I reached the band of his trousers, I palmed his erection, his bulge massive now. In more of a rush now, I tugged down his trousers and plunged his cock into my throat, sucking it hard, the way I would like it.

'Oohhh God, yesss!'

I glanced up at Sasuke to see if he had woken up. To be honest, it was quite hard to tell. His head was thrown back, mouth gaping open as he moaned. He struggled against his constraints slightly, hips thrusting into my mouth. And God, if he wasn't sexy. Seeing him like that alone could make me come. I moaned around his cock, moving my head faster now, trying to make those delicious sounds come out of his mouth again. He arched his back, head pressing into the bed as he let out a distorted version of my name. I ran my tongue over the slit at the top and he exploded, hips thrusting erratically upwards, shooting his hot cum into my mouth.

I quickly tucked him back into his trousers and dropped down next to him, using my thumb to swipe up the rest of his cum and stuck it in my mouth. I memorised the taste, the salty slightly bitter taste that I made, and I felt proud that was able to do that to him. I couldn't help but smirk as I thought about it. I, Uzumaki Naruto, was able to turn the cold hearted Uchiha Sasuke, into a hot moaning mess.

As I thought about all the sounds and expressions I made him make, my hand slowly ran down my body and slipped into my shorts. I ground my hand against my erection, the friction relieving me slightly. I started up a steady rhythm, thrusting my hips upwards into my hand as I remembered how he moaned when I licked his nipple, the sweat that glistened on his skin, the sound he made when he finally came in my mouth. I came with a loud moan, Sasuke's name on my lips and thrusting my hips into my hand.

I dropped back onto the bed, ready to drift off to sleep when – 'Naruto?'