Umm ya, well I sorta had a sudden urge to write this, so I did. It is SasuNaru but it's not technically a lemon, so no worries about that.
P.s. Author has changed.
Too Young
I knew it was wrong. I knew nothing good could come from this, but I couldn't stop. His eyes were so glazed over, so deliciously blue, like the water in a shining pool. His lips let fire across my body, the way they traveled.
We were so many years apart. So many. But I didn't, I wouldn't let it matter. I couldn't take that. He lips came to mine again and all I could do was fist his hair, because otherwise I would go too far, I wouldn't be able to stop myself.
I bucked my hips against his, creating sweet, Sweet friction between us. It felt so good, even if the boy was so much smaller than I. I couldn't contain the pleasure that pierced through me. Wave after wave came up and down my spine, sending mind numbing sparks of pleasure coursing through my system.
I wanted to be in him. Oh how I wanted to be inside him, inside the warm untouched cavern that I could claim for my own. I knew that would be so far past what I was aloud to do. But the thought still rang in the air.
I could so easily take over this slick, wet, smaller boy on top of me. I could flip him over and pound relentlessly into him, and Oh god! His screams, his screams would resound through the room, both with pleasure and pain and I would loose myself, but then I would loose this friendship, the relationship, this love. I would regret it and would loose him and that was not a chance I was going to take. But the thought was still there and I could do nothing to stop them. But I didn't act on it and I knew I was doing well.
The waves kept crashing in on us and I knew he wanted it just as much as I did. By now his eyes were closed, groans escaping his bruised lips, and I knew I couldn't do it. He was so innocent, so young, so fragile, and I wouldn't, couldn't do it.
He came in a scream, his essence splattering on my stomach, but I was way too long gone to care. I was so close I could feel it and soon I came to, in a crashing wave of white hot heat and pleasure that made my eyes roll back in my head and white dots blind my vision.
I searched for his lips and met his and fire lit between us and I knew I wanted to do it again. But he was tired. He gasped for breath and collapsed on top of me. I let him fall asleep, the exhausting overwhelming him. I ran my fingers through his hair, which had not tangled, and for once lay straight on his head. He looked so peaceful, and I was so glad I had not gone as far as I had yearned too, cause then there would have blood, and he would have ran.
"Naruto, I think I love you" I whispered oh so quietly. I heard a mummer against my chest that I took as a surprise. He wasn't supposed to be awake, but he looked up on me, exhaustion written on his face, but a small smile placed on his bruised lips. But it was genuine, and it was for me. "I love you to, you mushy bastard" I smiled and rolled off my bed, leaving him to the sheets. I needed a cold shower, and I needed one bad.