More than Words
[a sequel to Finding More]
Warning: Lime, NaruSasu pairing, AU/AH, slash, yaoi, romance, mature, hurt/comfort
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Disclaimer:
I do not own any of the characters; they belong to the brilliant Kishimoto.
Chapter One
Sasuke hit the button locking his car, and trudged up the driveway. He couldn't wait to get inside and dump his bag, the heavy university textbooks pulling at his shoulders. The door was already unlocked and the kitchen light had been left on so that he wouldn't come home to a dark house. Though there was a note on the table indicating that there were leftovers in the fridge, but decided to go upstairs having already eaten on campus earlier that evening.
Flicking off the kitchen light, he heaved his bag up onto his shoulder and climbed the staircase as quietly as he could. He lightly placed his bag on the ground in the hallway before entering and he could see that the en suite light had been left on to cast a dim glow across the room. The glowing red numerals on the bedside clock informing him that it was almost 11:45pm on a Wednesday night. He started to undress, listening to the steady, deep breathing of his boyfriend of three years, Naruto.
After pulling on a pair of boxer shorts, he crossed the room quietly and crawled into bed, feeling Naruto stir beside him.
"Sas'ke? 'Sat you?" Naruto mumbled sleepily. He rolled over, sighing happily as he slung his arm across Sasuke's stomach. He'd always loved cuddling up to whomever he was sleeping with, and since he'd been sleeping beside Sasuke for practically all of these last three years, it now didn't feel right without him there.
Sasuke rolled his eyes in the dim light of the room. "Of course it's me, you dork. Who else would be crawling into bed beside you? Or do you have something to tell me?" Naruto gave a low chuckle before responding.
"No, you know I have no secrets from you. One sexy guy in my bed is plenty. Speaking of which, why are you crawling into bed so late?" He glanced over at the clock. "It's almost midnight. Surely your classes don't run that long?"
Sasuke sighed, relaxing back into the plush pillows behind him. "Even though we are third years, some girl fainted in our anatomy class when the lecturer was showing us the proper way to make the Y-incision in the body. She hit her head pretty hard on the corner of the lab table as she fell, and by the time the EMT arrived and took her to the hospital we ended up running an hour behind. This meant we all had to come back after hours to complete the lab, plus I had to finish an assignment for my law class…"
"Long day," Naruto commented.
"And your day? Do anything new?" Sasuke questioned, and was surprised to feel Naruto tense momentarily. "Hey…what's up?"
"Nothing, particularly. There was a lot of paperwork today. You know, I think Shizu is punishing me for last month," he said, sulkily. "All I have been doing is paperwork…I've only been in
"You did get drunk at Shika's party. And sprayed her car with whipped cream. On the inside. And I know for a fact that she has custom made leather upholstery." Sasuke could barely keep the grin out of his voice. It had been truly hilarious. After drinking more than was probably a good idea and excusing himself to go to the bathroom, Naruto had cheerfully stumbled out of the room. It was twenty minutes before any of them truly started to wonder where he had disappeared to.
After searching the house, Chouji had noticed that the front door was open and when they went outside, they could all hear Naruto laughing his ass off, like there was some huge joke. When the eventually wandered along row of cars parked in front of the house, he found him sitting in Shizune's car (no one had yet worked out how he managed to get in without stealing her keys) firing the whipped cream in patterns across the seats and windows. Shizune had been so pissed off that she couldn't speak, so Sasuke had bundled Naruto into his car forcefully and driven him home to give Shizune some time to cool off.
"Yeah…well…that was like a month ago…she needs to move on," Naruto said grumpily, before lapsing into silence.
"So do you want to tell me what's really bothering you, or are you just going to keep delaying?" Sasuke eventually asked.
"Kurenai called again."
Ah. That explained a lot. About nine months after he moved in with Naruto, they had changed and privatised the home phone number in an attempt to stop Naruto's biological father from contacting him through his lawyer, Kurenai. The calls had stopped, but she had rediscovered their number about recently and was very persistent in her attempts to initiate contact. Sasuke sighed.
"Maybe you just have to consider taking the call, meeting your father? I know you don't want to, but once you've done it he has no reason to continue contacting you…plus it's been like, what, four years now since he started trying to get in touch with you?" He felt Naruto shuffle away from him so that they were no longer touching.
"I've already told you, I have no interest in him," Naruto stubbornly replied. Sasuke groaned internally. Now it was clear Naruto was going to sulk, but Sasuke was used to this particular mood swing; whenever his father got brought up, Naruto got stubborn.
Smiling to himself, Sasuke slid closer to the blonde. Lying on his side, one hand on Naruto's chest. "Are you angry at me, Naru?" There was no reply, and Sasuke began to trace his finger tip over Naruto's chest. "Or maybe not so much angry with me, as frustrated with him?" Again, no response. "Well, I'm frustrated too, just…not over him, and not that type of frustrated." He trailed his hand down across Naruto's stomach until he reached the top of the Calvin Klein pyjama pants he knew Naruto preferred.
There was a sharp intake of breath as he slid his hands beneath the material, his hand lightly stroking Naruto's half-hard erection underneath the fabric. Naruto shivered and gooseflesh was raised across his chest. Sasuke continued with an even rhythm, leaning over to whisper into Naruto's ear, "Hmm, maybe you weren't frustrated over him either?"
Slipping the sheet down, followed by tugging down Naruto's pants, Sasuke moved to sit between Naruto's thighs. Naruto's cock was thick, long and at the moment, incredibly hard. Laying his head on Naruto's thigh, he moved his hand up and down leisurely. When Naruto's breath started to come a little harder and faster, Sasuke moved to take Naruto's cock into his mouth, enjoying the flashes of ecstasy on Naruto's face. He traced the tip with his tongue, gently probing the slit before sucking it deep into his throat. The gasp that this drew from Naruto made it worthwhile.
Soon, Sasuke could feel Naruto beginning to tense, getting closer to the brink. Just as the sensations were close to overwhelming Naruto, Sasuke abruptly stopped, squeezing Naruto's cock tightly and preventing his release.
"W-why'd…you stop…me?" Naruto managed to ask between pants, eyes unfocused. Sasuke grinned up at him in the dark.
"Because, if you recall, I have my own frustration," he said, crawling up until he was sprawled across Naruto. He leant down and traced Naruto's ear with his tongue, enjoying the shudder it coaxed from his boyfriend, before moving on to his soft lips. Naruto's cock was trapped painfully between their bodies and he couldn't decide if he was in heaven or hell as Sasuke ground his own clothed erection against his leg.
When Sasuke moved off of him and began to remove his shorts, he looked over his shoulder and whispered sexily, "Lube?" Naruto turned rapidly to dig through the drawer of his bedside table to find the ever present bottle of lubricant, emerging triumphantly. Sasuke held out his hand expectantly, and Naruto passed it to him. As Naruto reclined against the pillows, his raven haired partner straddled his hips.
Sasuke, knees on either side of Naruto digging into the bed, lent forward to steal another kiss before leaking the slippery, strawberry flavoured lubricant onto his fingers. Reaching behind, he gently pushed one slick finger past the crinkled ring of flesh. Biting his bottom lip, he immediately added a second. Looking down into Naruto's smouldering eyes, he began to languidly finger himself, the small moans increasing when Naruto reached forward to fondle his bobbing cock.
Finally, when neither could bear it any longer, Sasuke slicked Naruto's rod with the liquid before guiding it to his entrance and lowering himself down inch by inch, until he was completely filled. Once the moment of feeling intolerably full had passed, Sasuke raised himself and began slam himself down, with Naruto thrusting up to meet him while stroking his cock.
"Ahhh…ah…nn…h-harder Naruto…" moaned the raven haired man, skin glowing in the dim light.
Naruto redoubled his efforts, matching Sasuke for passion. When once again he was about to peak, he stared up at Sasuke and whispered, "…love you." Hearing the words, Sasuke clenched tighter around him and suddenly they were both beyond words as sensation swept them away as they came together.
When he had enough energy to make the effort, Sasuke rolled off of Naruto, grimacing slightly as Naruto's flaccid member left him. Curling against Naruto under the sheet, head resting on his chest, Sasuke murmured, "I know I don't say it often…but I love you, too."
"I know," replied Naruto simply, before they both fell into deep, contented dreams
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In the morning, Sasuke awoke aching in a familiar way, smiling when he remembered the cause. After washing his face, donning some tracksuit pants and a navy blue singlet, he ambled downstairs half asleep to find Naruto at the table eating breakfast. After a loud yawn, he flumped into the chair opposite and rested his head against the table.
"G'morning, sleepy," said Naruto, cheerfully grinning as he bit into a piece of toast slathered with marmalade.
"Gah…you're such a morning person. What's wrong with you?" Sasuke asked, considering whether he was awake enough to get some coffee. A second later there was a clunk as Naruto set a steaming mug beside him. He held it up to his lips, savouring the strong, biting smell. After a small sip, he spoke. "Working today?"
"Yeah…I got Friday off remember? Coz we're going to Sakura's Halloween party," he grinned and Sasuke's heart sunk. He'd forgotten about that, and this year it was Naruto's turn to choose both of their costumes.
"Naruto," he said, with a note of warning in his voice. "You better not be planning on making me wear anything indecent this year, because I swear…you will not survive my wrath."
"I won't," Naruto objected. "Plus, you can't talk…you dressed me as a fox last year…and I don't hesitate to remind you that I even wore the leash. So no complaining." Sasuke had to concede defeat. Last year, he'd made Naruto go the whole nine yards…bushy tail, fuzzy ears, animal paw gloves and a cute little nose and whisker mask. They had gone to the party with Sasuke claiming Naruto as a tamed fox, a leash and collar a last minute addition he'd made to Naruto's ensemble. Ah, good memories.
The phone chose that moment to ring, causing a sudden lapse in conversation between the two men. Sasuke's eyes flicked to the phone on the table, checking the caller ID. "It's not Kurenai's number; actually, it's not any number that I recognise. I'll answer; it might be important." He hit the little green answer button. "Hello, Uchiha and Uzumaki residence, Sasuke speaking."
"Hello," said a deep, male voice. "Is Naruto there, please?"
"Ah, I'm sorry, he just left for work," Sasuke lied, eyes flicking to Naruto. "May I ask whose calling and take down a message?"
"This is Minato Namikaze," the voice replied.
"M-Minato?" Sasuke asked, frozen in place by Naruto's expression, before regaining his composure. "I'm warning you now; he doesn't want anything to do with you. I recommend you stop trying to contact him and leave him in peace."
Minato chuckled. "Oh, you're the little orphan that's been leeching off of my son for the last few years, right? What say do you have in whether I-"
Sasuke went white with fury, and promptly threw the cordless phone at the wall, taking supreme pleasure in watching the outer casing of the handset shatter. Naruto looked at him questioningly, eyebrows raised. It was rare for Sasuke to lose his temper, and Sasuke was clearly seething.
"You were right," he snapped. "Don't talk to the asshole; you're much too good for him." He began to pace and rant. "I'm an orphan leech that's staying with his son? I would never take advantage of you, and he dared to say you were his son? He's had less contact with you than I have in my 'last few years' of leeching…" He trailed off when he saw the thunderous expression on Naruto's face.
"He said that? For real?" He balled his fists, looking at the floor. "Sasuke…I'm…beyond sorry-"
"Don't you apologise for him!" Sasuke interrupted, crossing the room to put his hands on Naruto's shoulders, forcing him to meet his eyes. "This is not your fault. Why don't you go finish getting ready for work, and I will go back to bed. Go to work, and forget about it. Plus…you need to bring home the bacon so I can go buy a new phone since I, uh, just broke this one."
Suddenly, Naruto smiled. "I have to say, it's worth the money – I think it's sexy when you're mad." Watching the blush rise in Sasuke's face made his grin widen. Leaning down, he gave Sasuke a thorough kiss. "Thanks for calming me, even though I'm mad I think…there's nothing I can do to fix it at the moment. By the way, I love it when you blush for me."
Sasuke huffed and puffed about the blushing comment, but was glad to see that they could both be clear, reasonable beings after the little outburst before. Not that they would get over this any time soon, but it was clear to both that they would deal with it later.
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A/N: Hey everyone (^_^)
So after good feedback on the idea of a continuation of my NaruSasu fic Finding More, I decided to start More Than Words. Some of you may wonder why I have created a whole separate story for the continuation, but it was mostly because the characters and their issues have matured, and I felt that adding Finding More just wouldn't suit.
I really, really hope you like More Than Words, and that it meets your expectations following Finding More.
Happy reading!
~dusk. xo