A/N - Thanks for continuing to read, you have made my insides all warm and squishy. I know this chapter is wicked short, but not to fear there is plenty more to come.
Warning: Here is some sweet boyxboy action, you know you like it and if you don't then why are you here?
Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto...well let's just say he would never get to go on any missions...but I don't :(
They sat on the couch, the apartment dimly lit by one lamp on the end table. Had Naruto purposely only turned on one light for ambiance, or was that a coincidence? Each of them had a beer in hand, Sasuke was sure more were in their future.
"So..." Naruto shifted and turned to his raven-haired friend, "...you think I'm hot?" His lack of tact was perfectly fitting and made Sasuke smile.
Sasuke could feel his face getting flushed and his heart began to flutter, "Jesus, Naruto..."
"That's not a no," Naruto smiled.
Sasuke looked at his best friend, he let his dark eyes wonder over the various features. He had never looked at Naruto this way. He had never really noticed how bright and deep those blue eyes were, he felt as if he could drown in them – and that would be just fine. This was the first time he had stopped to admire Naruto's lips, he had seen that ridiculous grin many times, but never noticed how thick those lips were. The boy must have felt the stare, as he nervously darted his tongue out to moisten the flesh. Sasuke was struck by this movement and coughed as he sipped his beer. He quickly moved his gaze, widening it to encompass all of Naruto. Sasuke knew his build, his toned and tanned body – he had seen it enough in practice – but tonight the idea of Naruto's body, especially the thought of it bare, was new and exciting.
Naruto was chuckling to himself, perhaps the absurdity of this whole thing had finally sunk in, and Sasuke discovered he was a little worried this experiment would be over before it even began. Then Naruto scooted closer, leaned in and whispered, "I like your hair." He smiled and reached out, stroking the dark locks. Sasuke held his breath and closed his eyes, his head was spinning.
Without thinking the pale boy moved in, he let his lips settle against the blond's. For a moment neither boy moved and then, with desire building, Sasuke brought his hand to Naruto's jaw and pulled him closer. He began to move his lips, allowing them to caress and play with the flesh before him. In a move as bold the initial kiss, Naruto slid his tongue into his partner's mouth. The two tongues began to writhe together, exploring each other. The gentle kiss was turning into a hot, wet mess. Sasuke let go first, trying to catch a shaky breath and Naruto fell forward slightly before opening his eyes.
The blood pumping through his veins was on fire and Naruto could feel himself losing control. He had never expected this reaction; his body was trembling, his lips were tingling, and he felt a throbbing passion trying to escape his pants. Sasuke was doing his best to appear cool and calm, but inside he was frantic. His heart was racing and he struggled to produce steady breaths.
Naruto leaned in again, his lips ravaging their target, his tongue pressing and swirling. He began to move his hands. He placed his right hand on Sasuke's hip and with the left he began to explore under the boys shirt. The raven-haired boy shuddered at the feeling of Naruto's calloused fingers against his skin - it was gentle and perhaps even a little hesitant.
"Wait.." Sasuke whispered against the blond's lips.
Naruto paused his roving fingers and after a moment bit the pale boy's bottom lip. A moan escaped from somewhere deep inside Sasuke and Naruto took it as a cue to continue. He began to move his hand up, caressing the dark-haired boy – his chest, collar bone and back down around his rib cage to his strong back. He pressed Sasuke closer to him. Naruto, in a moment of clarity realized how easily he could move Sasuke and bring him onto his lap. One quick motion and pale boy would be straddling him. He tensed his arm, ready to move, when suddenly Sasuke pulled back. Struggling to his feet, Sasuke mumbled his plea again.
"...the hell?" Naruto exclaimed.
"Let's just hold on for a second and think about this..." Sasuke was frazzled, heart pounding.
"What is there to think about?" Naruto hissed, running his hands through his hair, beads of sweat had begun to form on his brow, "I mean...fuck, Sasuke," the blond said in exasperation, "Isn't this what you wanted? I mean, I know this is what I want. Can't you feel that..." Naruto clenched his chest, searching for the words, "can't you feel that fire?"
Sasuke could feel what Naruto trying so hard to describe. It was a burning lust that was glorious and terrifying at the same time, "I just need to...process this," he knelt in front of Naruto, and bringing two finders up he tapped the blond on the forehead. It was a gesture similar to that Itachi used to do to Sasuke and it made him grimace for a moment when he realized it, "I'm not saying 'no'," he smiled. And in an instant he was gone, leaving the blond flustered and feverish.
The pale boy escaped to the alley adjacent to the apartment. He braced himself against the wall, trying desperately to control his breathing. His mind was racing, his body still on fire. He was trying to hold on to the tingling in his lips and the sweet taste of the blond. He closed his eyes as he fought to identify Naruto's smell, it reminded him of the forest on a summer day – fresh and hot. In his mind he pictured those beautiful sapphire eyes, wild with passion and felt his partner's hot breath on his cheek.
He opened his eyes to discover he was stroking himself through his pants, massaging his raging erection. He felt his face flush and his eyes darted around nervously, only to discover he was alone on the street. After a moment of deliberation he pulled down his pants and began to touch himself. Through a tight fist he pumped, and recalled the sensation of Naruto's tongue in his mouth. He imagined how their tongues had danced together in his mouth and out into Naruto's. In and out and in and out and in and...
oh god oh god oh god...
He stroked himself faster, his eyes clenched, his pulse pounding in his ears. He tried to suppress the moans that were building in his chest, "Na...ru...to," he groaned as he exploded into his hand. Cum streamed out of him hard and fast, splattering the ground in front of him. Absentmindedly, he continued to stroke until he finally regained a normal breathing pattern. He turned and looked around the corner, up to the apartment of the boy who was occupying is every thought. He wiped his hand on his boxers, pulled his pants up and began his walk home.
