So, I wrote these extras quite a while ago, so those of you who've been following my tumblr for a while have probably read them already. But they're worth reading again:p

Anyway, these are very possibly SPOILERS when it comes to things like their marks, but I'm most likely not using anything written here in the actual fic. Could be similar though.

Chapter order is in the order I wrote them, fyi.

This chapter's spin-off is written for sprx77 like, a year and a half ago. But I am lazy and bad at posting stuff on all sites. Oh, and it's smut with Naruto topping:3

There was a thud followed by a gasp as Sasuke's hands slammed against the glass wall of the shower. His head was bent, water streaming down the dark bangs plastered to his flushed face, lips tingling and sore from the bruising kiss Naruto had just given him. Tan hands caressed down his back, palms pressing into his muscles.

"Sasuke…"

Naruto's shaky voice caused his heart to hammer even harder against his ribs, an open-mouthed kiss over his pulse letting Naruto know how affected he was. His fingertips clenched against the cool glass, a hot tongue trailing slowly up his neck, and he fought to suppress a shiver when Naruto's chest connected with his back. He felt dizzy, his mind weak underneath the onslaught of memories that left Naruto in flickering bursts, passing through the mark on his palm that he held flat over Sasuke's heart.

I love you… I always did…

It was difficult to breathe, impossible to think, Naruto panting into his ear. A strangled sound escaped his throat, having formed deep inside his chest and forced its way over his tongue and past his lips. Everywhere they were connected burned, and it felt like he showered underneath a cascade of crackling sparks rather than smooth water.

"Sasuke, I need you, you're everything to me…"

The lump lodged painfully in his throat threatened to suffocate him, but when Naruto moved his hand to place it over his instead, he linked their fingers tightly. Thankfully Naruto kept his hand slightly bent, palm hovering over his skin, or he was certain he'd go mad. Naruto's free hand had continued to run up and down his side, and now it snuck around his front, teasing his groin, dragging along the inside of his thigh only to return and graze his pubes.

"Do you want me, Sasuke?"

How could such simple words carry so much weight? They spun through his foggy mind, echoed there, crushing any last barriers he'd erected to protect himself.

Of course, he wanted to say, what else would I live for?

All he managed was a weak nod as he turned his head in response to the fiery kisses Naruto pressed to his chin and cheek, and finally the corner of his mouth. With half-lidded eyes he met electric blue, drawing him in, trapping him, though he was a willing prisoner. Naruto's hard length was digging into his right ass-cheek, rubbing slightly whenever the other ninja seemed unable to hold back. Shivers of anticipation rushed through his body, coiling in his stomach, groin and thighs. Hand grabbing Sasuke's ass firmly, Naruto spread his cheeks, cock sliding in place between them. Their eyes still locked, Sasuke could see Naruto's lashes flutter in arousal, the color of his irises seemingly darker as he made an experimental thrust.

An involuntary gasp escaped Naruto, and he pressed his lips to the sensitive spot just underneath Sasuke's ear. His fingers hurt, squeezed as they were between tan ones, but the pain lost to the pleasured haze that was Naruto embracing him tightly, as if afraid of ever letting go again. There was nothing he could do besides allowing his forehead to connect with glass, his lungs desperate to regain control, eyelids falling shut when Naruto's hand snuck lower again to wrap loosely around his length. His thumb swiped over the swollen head, wiping off water and a bead of precum, lips forming a smile against Sasuke's shoulder. It was a smile, Sasuke was sure, that would steal his breath had he had any left.

The combination of Naruto sliding against him as he moved his hips and the stimulation of the hand stroking him soon had Sasuke's legs trembling with the effort to keep him standing. He bit his lower lip harshly, but too much sound still left him, his breath creating fog against the glass. Butterfly kisses assaulted his neck and shoulder, Sasuke's mind reeling with the emotions pounding inside of him. He felt right, complete, whole when Naruto held him. He didn't want to know what he looked like right now, face scrunched up in desire, cheeks tinted red, dark eyes glossy. Naruto's love was a fever coursing through them both, igniting something within him that he had long since thought lost.

Hope.

He hoped, wished fervently. For what he wasn't sure, only knew that it was for Naruto's sake. Naruto, who whispered his name repeatedly like a promise, a promise of the future they would build together.

It was with a shuddering exhale that Sasuke spilled against the shower wall, over Naruto's hand, blinded for a second. And it was in that moment, with Naruto tensing up behind him before slumping against him in post-orgasmic bliss, that the realization settled within Sasuke. One thought, clear and sharp, rolling slowly through his mind like a thunderous avalanche made of the softest cotton. He sucked in a breath, like it was the first time he tasted fresh air, lacking the all too familiar bitter smog clogging up his lungs.

Naruto's lips searched his and he turned, tangling his fingers in short spikes, bodies aligned and Naruto's arms secured around his lower back. He ran the fingers of his left hand down the side of Naruto's face, fingertips tracing his cheekbone, his chin, thumb angling to press into his racing pulse. Swallowing thickly, nerves going haywire, a painful prickling travelling down his spine, he spread his fingers across Naruto's whiskered cheek before boldly flattening his palm over it.

He held it there for the briefest of moments, Naruto jolting as if stung, their tongues pausing mid-kiss. Wide, blue eyes stared into his, shock melting into affection, into something more, something inexplicably deep that resounded in Sasuke's very soul. In that moment there was nothing separating them, no veil to cover the naked, raw emotions bristling in the air. There was only the two of them, lost within each other, so close and so calm, so reassured yet so vulnerable.

Naruto's mouth separated from his, though their lips still brushed sensually, a beatific smile lighting up his face. Heart soaring, Sasuke knew, in that moment he simply knew.

He was home.