Sasuke and Naruto laid in bed, basking in the afterglow of hot, sweaty, exhausting sex, listening to each other's heavy breathing. The room was silent, save for the deep, shaky breathing of the two men.
Passion-wrecked sheets twisted around their bodies, barely covering anything. Naruto grabbed the damp sheet around his waist and rolled over onto his lover. The blond pressed a chaste kiss to the other's lips, smiling when he felt strong arms wrap around his middle, pressing him closer. Suddenly, Naruto started laughing.
"Hey, Sasuke," he said, grinning.
"Hmm?" the black-haired man asked, peeking out of an eyelid lazily.
"Call me Mr. Flintstone," Naruto said, anticipating his next line.
Sasuke furrowed his eyebrows. "Why?"
Naruto had to bite the tip of his tongue to stop himself from laughing.
" 'Cause I can make your bed rock," Naruto snickered loudly, chest bouncing against Sasuke's as he shook with laughter.
Sasuke rolled his eyes, but smiled all the same. What could he say? It was true.