heads up, if u didn't read the A/N from the first chapter, pls note that this face contains narusaku, sasusaku, AND narusasu. if ur not into m/m, dont read.
Naruto Uzumaki
Facetime
Sasuke stares.
He gapes, his eyes wide and his grip tight around his phone, knuckles white. The phone vibrates in his hand, taunting him, teasing him. Sasuke can't help but let himself imagine the possibilities, of what exactly could and would play out if he were to answer the call.
The call ends, as if telling him it was done with Sasuke's indecision and hesitation and a part of him immediately panics. He forces it down. It would be stupid to answer. It would just escalate whatever it was that was happening, and Sasuke had no intention of following through with whatever this is… did he?
The phone starts to ring again, the cheerful strains of Naruto's ringtone vibrating his phone and once more, Sasuke thinks fuck it and picks up.
He's immediately greeted with Naruto's stupid grin and he scowls automatically.
"What?" he snaps, "I'm studying."
Naruto scoffs and rolls his eyes, immediately seeing right through him. "Are you? Really?" Sasuke's mouth slams shut and he glares at him, but Naruto doesn't even deign to give him a response. He switches the camera instead and Sasuke's mouth immediately dries at the sight of Sakura in only white cotton panties, low on her hips and just the hint of pink hair on the edge. She's flushed a delicious red, her smile relaxed as she wiggles her fingers at the camera.
There's no 10 second limit counting down anymore, and Sasuke is free to stare as long as he pleases at Sakura's bare body, her breasts, and her flawless skin toned with hard muscle.
"He's staring at you, Sakura-chan," Naruto snickers, and dissolves into giggles, the camera shaking slightly. Sakura reddens and she covers her breasts, suddenly shy, so reminiscent of her younger self before she learned to stand up for herself. Unlike before, Sasuke isn't filled with annoyance and the urge to roll his eyes. Instead, he wants to reach towards her and kiss her shyness away and pull her hands away from her chest.
"He has this dumb look on his face," Naruto whispers conspiratorially from behind the phone and Sasuke scowls. He would be glaring at him if he could.
"At least I don't always have a dumb look on my face," he grumbles. It doesn't have any bite, and he hates himself for it a little. "Why are you even calling?"
"Well," Naruto giggles, "One more round until Sakura's naked and I need your help, bastard. I need to win."
Sakura glares slightly, but just like Sasuke's previous comment, it has none of its usual bite.
"What happens if you still lose?" Sasuke asks dryly.
That makes the both of them pause. Sakura has a considering look on her face, one that promises nothing good. Everyone always thinks that Sakura is the innocent one out of the three of them, but Sasuke swears by Sakura's devious moments.
"If you lose, then you have to do something I want."
"Sure," Naruto agrees to Sakura's condition readily, eagerly almost, no hint of hesitation. Sasuke rolls his eyes. This is why Naruto's an idiot.
Predictably, Naruto loses the next round. Sakura grins with triumph, and Sasuke can't bring himself to feel bad for Naruto, not with the promise hidden in Sakura's eyes.
"Damn it, bastard, you're useless," Naruto whines.
Sasuke huffs. "You're just a dumbass."
"What do you want, Sakura-chan?" Naruto asks.
She reddens, covering her mouth for a moment. "Kiss me," she blurts out, and both Naruto and Sasuke are struck dumb.
"W-What?" Naruto stutters.
She looks away, a furious blush on her cheeks as she crosses her arms over her breasts. "Fine! Don't!"
"Idiot!" Sasuke hisses and Naruto makes a strangled sound. He crawls over to Sakura, phone lose at his side and all Sasuke can see is a sideways view of the room. There's a beat of silence, and then the audible wet sound of lips meeting once.
Naruto brings the camera back up and giggles. Sakura hides a smile and looks away.
"One more round," Sasuke decides for all three of them. Sakura glances at the camera, and then at Naruto, a delicate eyebrow raised. She nods.
Sakura loses.
Sasuke knows that if he were there, him and Naruto would be exchanging a very significant look at the moment, both in shock that their friend was going to strip off the last piece covering her virtue. As it was, Naruto only furiously shook the phone to express his excitement and disbelief.
Sasuke growled, "Damn it, fix the fucking phone! I want to see!"
Naruto laughs at him, and even Sakura lets out a few embarrassed giggles. Sasuke doesn't care. Fuck them and what they think. He's about to say something again, but thankfully, Naruto ceases with his excited shakes and centers the camera on Sakura.
Slowly, shyly, Sakura lowered her hands to the straps of her underwear. Sasuke holds his breath as she plays with them, hesitating, before she lifted her hips and slowly, so slowly, pushed them down.
Huh. He blinks.
"Huh," Naruto says.
"What?" Sakura says self-consciously, covering herself, hands over her… pink. Pink pubic hair.
Huh.
It's not that he's surprised. He grew up with Sakura after all, and Sakura's hair has always been the same shade of pink from the very first day he had met her. It was an odd color, yes, one that got her teased at times, but it was very much natural. It was still a hot topic of debate among the boys of their high school though, and Sasuke is still somewhat stunned to see that yes, the carpet does in fact match the drapes. He really doesn't quite know what he expected.
"Pink," Naruto says dumbly and Sakura immediately scowls.
"Yeah, what did you expect?"
Sasuke gets the sense that Naruto is about to say something dumb so he quickly pipes up, "One more round?"
"Someone's eager," Naruto snickers and Sasuke scowls. He wishes he could see Naruto's face so he could direct his glare properly, but giving the camera a dark look is close enough.
"But…" Sakura trails off, a flash of a teasing smile on her lips as she gives the camera an expectant look, "Sasuke's still wearing all of his clothes."
Sasuke coughs.
"Oooh, yeah, bastard. Take off your fucking clothes."
Sasuke feels his face heat up and he frowns automatically, annoyed at himself for the base embarrassment. What was there to be embarrassed about, even? They've already seen his dick. He's got a great body.
"Just wanna make sure my dick is bigger," Naruto continues, giggling to himself, and Sasuke immediately makes a face.
"Fuck you," he bites out. Naruto laughs and motions to Sakura to sit beside him, their shoulders pressed up together. There's an awkward hesitation at first, but unsure at sitting so near each other while naked, but they both force themselves to relax and chill.
Sasuke props the phone up on his desk, body hot and aware of their eyes on him, and quickly removes his shirt. While it's up his arms and obscuring his vision, he hears Naruto let out a teasing, appreciative whistle, and he's glad that his face is covered, the embarrassed set to his jaw hidden.
He tosses his shirt aside and stares at his phone. But Naruto and Sakura are looking at the screen, their eyes wide. Sakura is noticeably starry-eyed, her jaw slack as her eyes rove his body. Naruto's lips are parted, and Sasuke watches as his tongue darts out to wet them.
"Your pants, Sasuke-kun," Sakura whispers, her voice catching. She reddens, covering her mouth. Sasuke meets her eyes and slowly, brings his hands to the top of his sweats. He hesitates, and he can practically see the both of them hold their breath in anticipation. Spurred on by their response, he pushes his sweats down along with his boxers. His cock is noticeably hard against his stomach, curving a little to the left. He steps out of his bottoms and stands in front of the camera.
Sakura is still covering her mouth, her gaze locked on his dick and Naruto is simply staring. Neither of them say a word. Sasuke clears his throat uncomfortably.
"You're a little thicker," Naruto finally says. He adjusts the camera to show his own dick, still as hard as ever, and just the hint of pre-cum glistening at the top of his head.
Sasuke makes a sound in response, unable to trust in his ability to make actual words, much less sentences.
"So," Sakura squeaks, her voice high-pitched. She laughs nervously. "One more round?"
Naruto quickly brings the camera back up to their faces. Sasuke sits down on his chair, shifting slightly at the feel of cloth against his bare ass. He nods, and Naruto grins. There's no point in another round, all three of them are naked already, and Sasuke knows that this is just an excuse for something more. He should stop whatever this, stop it from getting too far, but he's curious, and his dick is hard and he wants to see how it'll play out.
And so he agrees. Naruto places the camera at the side, easy viewing of the both of them on now opposite sides of the table. The game has already been adjusted for quicker rounds, merely a competition to see who has a better hand every round. It's very, very obvious when Sakura throws it, slapping down a hand mere seconds into being dealt her cards.
She looks up and gives Naruto an expectant look.
Naruto blinks at her. And then sets out a hand of cards that's, well, not great, but good enough. Definitely good enough to beat Sakura when she reveals her hand to be a simple pair of two. It's Naruto's win now.
Naruto makes a low sound and Sakura bites her bottom lip. Sasuke isn't even there but he can feel the tension, thick enough that he's drowning from it, and he can't imagine what it would feel like to be right there with them.
"Can I touch your boobs?" Naruto whispers out in a rush, reckless and head on as always. Sakura bites on her bottom lip and gives him a heated look. Slowly, she nods. Sasuke stays silent and merely watches as the two of them assess each other. There's a pause before Naruto leans over the low table and reaches out to cup Sakura's right breast. He squeezes it gently, a look of awe on his face.
His arm tenses, ready to pull away when Sasuke straightens up.
"Stop," he says.
Naruto freezes, his hand half an inch away from Sakura's breast.
"Come on, don't just leave it at that," Sasuke says snidely, "Play with her nipples, you loser."
Naruto and Sakura both turn their heads to give him a shocked look. Sakura opens her mouth to say something, Sasuke doesn't know what, and then-
And then Naruto pinches her nipple and Sakura gasps, a sound of pleasure shocked out of her. Naruto meets her eyes, his lips parted.
"Oh," Sakura whispers. "That's good."
"Yeah?"
"Do it again?"
Naruto swallows, and he reaches out with his other hand, his fingers twitching towards Sakura's other nipple. Sakura lets him, and this time, when he rolls them with his thumbs and pinches and pulls at them, she moans. There's a dark flush over her cheeks, her chest thrusted out to press her breasts closer to Naruto.
"Use your mouth," Sasuke murmurs. This time, Naruto doesn't hesitate. He pulls back and moves the chabudai in between them to the side and then crawls the distance to Sakura. His mouth is on her breast in the next second, a kiss to the mole that Sasuke was just fantasizing about, and then his lips are wrapped around her nipple. "Bite a bit, that's it…"
Sakura whimpers, spreading her legs to accommodate Naruto. Her hand comes up to slide up the back of Naruto's neck, her fingers tangling around his hair. She drops her head back, her eyes squeezed shut as she moans.
Naruto's hand comes down to prop himself up, and his palm lands on Sakura's thigh, high up her leg and just close enough to her core. Sakura moans at that, her leg tensing as her free hand falls on Naruto's, squeezing his hand in an encouraging motion.
Fuck.
Sasuke-Sasuke wants, he wants so much. He's so fucking turned on, but he wishes for nothing more right now than to be there with them, to be able to touch and feel and kiss and taste. This… this telling Naruto what to do and encouraging them along is so close, yet so far from what Sasuke really wants, and it's not enough.
"Touch me, please," Sakura begs. Naruto pulls away from her chest to meet her eyes, hazy with lust and want, and he surges up to press their lips together in a heated kiss. His hand slips in between her thighs, and from where the camera is placed, Sasuke can't see anything. But the sight of their bodies together, naked and beautiful, is enough for him and he can't help but finally, finally reach down and take his cock into his hand.
Sakura groans, spreading her legs wider, her hips moving up to meet Naruto's hand. She makes a frustrated sound against Naruto's lips and then pulls away a bit as she grabs at the hand between her legs.
"Don't just-stick it in and out," she hisses, "Just, just rub my clit a bit first."
Sasuke stifles a laugh, his grip loosening around his cock. Naruto seems to hear it though because he turns his head and glares at the camera.
"Shut up," Naruto grumbles and Sasuke smirks. Lazily, he leans back into his chair and strokes. "When you finger her, curl your fingers inside and rub around until you find it," he advises.
Naruto ignores him and turns back to kiss Sakura's neck. Sakura tilts her head, a soft sight of appreciation escaping her lips and her hips twitching as Naruto gets back to playing with her. Naruto must finally be doing something right, because Sakura suddenly stiffens and cries out.
The sound of her pleasure encourages him to keep going. He spits in his hand and resumes the smooth up and down, easy with the wetness of his palm.
"Oh god," Sakura whines, "just like that, Naruto, oh fuck, oh, yes." Her hips move against his hand, her arm tight around his shoulders. Naruto pulls his mouth away from her neck and Sasuke sees the brilliant purpling hickey already stark on her skin. Naruto presses their foreheads together, his eyes roaming over Sakura's face. Her eyes are clenched closed, her mouth open as moans keep spilling out of her mouth.
She finishes with a strangled scream, her fingers digging in to the meat of Naruto's shoulder. Naruto groans a bit. They part, and Sakura looks pleasantly satisfied, a small smile on her lips. She's breathing heavily and staring at Naruto with a mixture of awe and shyness. Her gaze drops to Naruto's dick heavy in between his thighs, hard and straining, practically begging for attention.
"I can-um, suck you off maybe?" Sakura says uncertainly and immediately, Naruto nods eagerly. She laughs at that and even Sasuke's lip quirks up. She glances at the camera, and opens her mouth. She closes it ,frowning a bit, and then tentatively, "Sasuke-kun, can you tell me what to do?"
Sasuke's lazy strokes still and he blinks at the camera. Something hot curls up in his belly at her words. He's already been directing Naruto what to do, and a part of him recognized that he enjoyed it, yes he enjoys this very much, even if he'd rather be touching them himself.
"Hn," he agrees, reverting back to the earlier days of their friendship, at a loss for words. He doesn't want to sound too eager after all. Sakura smiles happily at his token agreement and ducks her head, nodding slightly to herself.
"Wait," Naruto interrupts. He shifts and then stretches to the side to grab the phone. He changes the camera until it's directed solely at Sakura who's looking at it and Naruto with curiosity. "Come here, Sakura-chan."
Sakura moves until she's in between Naruto's spread legs. Her gaze drops to Naruto's dick and she visibly swallows. There's a bit of nervousness in her gaze, but there's never been a challenge that Sakura will back down from, and she's not going to start now.
Naruto adjusts the camera until it's centered on Sakura in between his thighs. She's staring at his dick with an inscrutable expression on her face, eyebrows furrowed over her pretty green eyes. Naruto leans back, his tattoo shifting across the skin of his stomach as his muscles tense. Sasuke takes a moment to appreciate the close up of Naruto's cock nestled cleanly in wiry strands of dark blonde hair, the clear strength hidden in his abdomen and in his thighs. He's not sure where he'd rather be, in Naruto's place or in Sakura's. The appeal is strong for both.
The muscles in Naruto's thighs twitch as Sakura's hands come up to rest on them and he laughs nervously. When she finally reaches out to grasp his cock with one hand, Naruto lets out a surprised gasp. Sasuke scoffs.
"Virgin," he mocks and Naruto growls. He can imagine Naruto's look of offense. Sakura blushes, red blotches of embarrassment harsh on her already flushed cheeks. She lowers her eyes, and Sasuke winces as he suddenly realizes that Sakura must have thought he was talking to her. He's about to convince himself to apologize, but her grip tightens around Naruto's dick and she looks back up, determination shining in her eyes. He didn't know it was possible, but Sasuke's dick hardens and he finds himself even more turned on.
Sasuke holds his breath as Sakura leans forward, opens her mouth, and guides Naruto's dick inside. Naruto groans out loud, deep and masculine, and Sasuke has to cover his mouth to stifle a groan at the sight of her lips wrapped around Naruto. He starts to stroke his own dick again, spurred by the sight and the sound of his friends pleasuring each other.
Sakura approaches cock sucking the same way she approaches a particular tricky problem, or a weights goal she has yet to reach in the gym-with an iron will and a furious need to prove herself strong enough and good enough.
Naruto makes a pained noise, his hand hurriedly coming up to Sakura's head and Sakura pulls back in surprise.
"Teeth," Naruto stutters out and Sakura grimaces apologetically.
"Go slow at first, take your time, be careful," Sasuke tells her calmly, even as his dick throbs in his hand and his heart beats loudly in his ear. Sakura nods and then lowers her head. She takes Naruto in her mouth slower this time, more carefully, yet no less determined.
"Use your tongue," Sasuke says quietly.
Naruto seems to appreciate it with the sound of his gasps and his moans, his curses filling the air as Sakura bobs her head, his cock disappearing past her lips only to reappear slick with saliva. Her eyebrows are furrowed, her eyes closed, frustrated almost as her hair keeps falling onto her face. She keeps reaching up to push it back and Sasuke frowns.
"Hold her hair back, Naruto" Sasuke murmurs and Naruto grunts in assent, adjusting the phone to his other hand as he used his right to sweep Sakura's short hair to the back of her head and hold it back. It has the benefit of giving Sasuke a better view, and it frees up Sakura's hand from constantly pushing her hair back.
"Use your hand with your mouth on him," Sasuke orders Sakura and Sakura's eyes flick up at the camera. It's an inspiring sight, Sakura with her mouth full and looking up at him, eyes glistening slightly with unshed tears. She follows, and starts to stroke Naruto in time with the up and down of her head. Naruto groans, his grip momentarily tightening around her hair and Sasuke sees the moment Sakura's eyes flutter closed, an expression of bliss spreading over her face at the sensation.
Sasuke's breath hitches. Did she like that?
"Focus on the head, Sakura, that's where it feels good," Sasuke breathes out and Sakura pulls away until only the head of Naruto's dick is in her mouth. Her palms swipe and rub just underneath and Naruto moans, louder than his previous ones, his hips thrusting. Encouraged, Sakura repeats the motion, tonguing the slit and her palm rubbing at the border of head and shaft.
Naruto helplessly thrusts his cocks past the her lips, his moans getting louder and louder, caught up in the pleasure.
"Oh god," Naruto groans, long and drawn out, the phone camera shaking and unsteady and Sasuke curses Naruto, "Sak-Sakura-chan, I'm going to-"
Sakura's eyes widen and Sasuke can see the panic as she pulls off, hand jerking at the head and-
Naruto finishes on her face, a loud cry erupting from his lips as spurts land on Sakura's open mouth and cheeks, painting her features. Sasuke's dick throbs at the sight and he squeezes at the base, grunting slightly as he forces himself to hold back and not finish at the same time as Naruto.
Sakura splutters, spitting on the floor as she scrambles away from Naruto. She rubs at her face, her hand coming away sticky and her eyes wide with shock.
There's silence and then Naruto drops the phone with a clatter, the screen turning black. Sasuke hears Naruto move and the loud whine that escapes Naruto's lips.
"I'm sorry! Sakura-chan, I'm sorry!"
Sasuke covers his face. When Sakura starts to laugh, albeit with a hysterical note, it's only then that he relaxes. Naruto starts to laugh too, a little nervously and way too loud, and Sasuke lets himself chuckle. It is kind of funny. He doesn't think he'll ever be able to forget the look on Sakura's face as Naruto came. He snorts.
"So," Sakura giggles, "One more round?"
They're quiet, and then-
"Aw, Sakura-chan, if you want to fuck, just say so."
Sasuke chokes, and then there's the familiar sound of Sakura slapping Naruto up his head with an indignant screech.
"I hate you!" Sakura yells and Naruto squeaks, immediately apologizing and begging for forgiveness. Sasuke covers his face and shakes his head. God damn it.
"I mean-I want to-but you can't just say that, damn it!"
Naruto's pleading immediately cuts off, a strangled sound escaping him and an indistinct jumble of vowels and sounds, literally at a loss of words.
"Do you-do you not want…to?" Sakura trails off uncertainly, and thankfully, Naruto manages to find the words to wheeze out an affirmation that yes, yes he did, very much.
"Okay-okay, that's good-good."
She coughs.
This is a bad idea. This is a very bad idea. Seeing each other naked is one thing, some friendly fingering and a blowjob is another, but sex? Sex is a whole different game. This is the definition of a bad idea.
"Well," Sasuke prods. "Go fuck, then."
The camera jostles as Naruto lifts it from where he's dropped it, and he switches the camera so that Sasuke can see his expression. He can't quite read the look on Naruto's face, it's a mix of excitement and wariness at the same time, and Sasuke feels his own blood hum in anticipation.
"Okay," Naruto breathes dumbly. "Let's do this." He looks away from the camera, his lips parted as he meets Sakura's gaze.
"Okay," Sakura whispers.
Naruto swallows, and Sasuke can see the bob of his throat as he does so. His own mouth goes dry, a brief flash of a fantasy making him want to latch on to the skin of Naruto's neck and kiss and bite until he bruised, red and purple a pretty necklace painted on, a match to the marks on Sakura's own neck.
"Lie down?" Naruto suggests, voice rough and breathless, and Sasuke has to press down on his dick, squeezing it slightly to soothe the ache. It's starting to hurt, he's been teasing himself to the edge and pulling back for way too long, but he doesn't want to finish and then have to look away as he cleans himself up.
There's the sound of people moving, and Sasuke can hear the rustle of bed sheets. Naruto switches the camera and then Sasuke can't help it, he physically groans at the sight of Sakura lying down on what he now recognizes as Naruto's bed in his dorm room. She's spread out like a feast, her legs open and her pussy bare before his very eyes.
Naruto approaches her and reaches out, his fingers sliding over the wet mess of her entrance, the lips puffy and her clit red and begging for more attention. Sakura makes a soft sound of pleasure, her inner thigh tensing.
Unlike earlier when Naruto had fingered her, this time Sasuke sees it when Naruto slides in two of his thick fingers inside of her. It slips in easily and comes out glistening, drenched in her wetness. He pulls his fingers away and wraps the same hand around his already hardening cock. Sasuke's a little amazed that Naruto can get it up again after such a short time and under the influence of alcohol too, but he figures that's what it means to be a teenager.
Naruto presses his bare cock against her entrance, and Sakura's eyes flick up to meet Naruto's behind the camera. Slowly, he moves. His dick slips past her lips and inside of her. Sakura's lips part, a strange expression on her face as Naruto groans. He stops when the head of his cock is just a little bit inside of her, and then pulls out, only to press in again but deeper.
Sakura makes a noise like she's been punched and Naruto stills.
"Are you okay? Does it feel okay?"
"Yeah," Sakura breathes, "Keep going."
Naruto moves, slow and gentle thrusts in and out of her, and low moans are starting to escape Sakura's lips. His free hand comes up and holds on to her hip, and Sakura places her hand over his, interlocking their fingers in a tender motion.
"Bring her legs up," Sasuke orders, increasing the speed of his hand over his cock. They look so good together.
Naruto follows without complaint, releasing his grip on her hip and bringing Sakura's legs up to press them against her chest. It's a little awkward with how he's still holding on to his phone, but Sakura helps him out by wrapping her arms around her legs, keeping herself spread open for him.
This time, when Naruto moves inside of her, his cock goes in deeper. The depth and the change of angle makes Sakura loudly cry out. Her eyes are wide, her grip tightening and her knuckles white.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Naruto grunts. The camera shakes as he thrusts inside of her, his cock coming out of her pussy wet with slick as he starts to fuck into her harder and faster. Sakura moans, and throws her head back, revealing the slender stretch of her neck marked with Naruto's mouth.
"God, just go doggy," Sasuke interrupts, annoyed at the shaking of the camera. Naruto isn't fucking her as well as he can when he has to worry about holding on the phone, and it would be less of a burden if he propped the camera up somewhere.
Naruto pulls out and Sakura whines at the lost but flips over on her hands and knees, thrusting her ass up at Naruto. Her ass is perfectly toned, a result of daily squats, and Sasuke has never been more appreciative of Sakura's lifestyle as he is now.
"Put the phone on the headboard."
Naruto tosses the phone and with a clatter, the camera jolts around before it displays the ceiling. Sakura chokes out a laugh and then fixes it before she props it up on the front. He's greeted with the sight of her hanging breasts and Naruto behind her, smiling at him.
He can't see Naruto's cock or Sakura's pussy, but the sight of Sakura's face as Naruto guides his cock back into her is something he'll never forget. Her eyes slip closed, a groan full of pleasure escaping her. Naruto leans in, pressing deeper inside of her as his chest touches her back and presses a kiss to the back of her ear.
Naruto says something, a murmur straight into Sakura's ears that's indistinct to Sasuke. Sakura's eyes shoot open, her emerald gaze locking onto Sasuke's despite the barriers of screen and distance and Sasuke's breath hitches. His thumb slides over the head of his cock and he has to stifle a groan at the liquid pleasure in Sakura's eyes, wild and hazy, lust and longing directed at him.
Naruto slips his hands into her hair, pink over the golden brown of his fingers, and tugs. Sakura goes with it, her back arching and breasts pushed into the air, until Sasuke can see even the place where they're joined. Sasuke traces over the curve of her breasts, the pink of her nipples, hungry and heated and wanting nothing more than to touch and taste. Sakura's mouth slips open, a loud moan escaping her pretty pink lips and her face contorting in the pleasure.
Out of nowhere, Sakura cries out, loud and shameless, her eyes rolling back into her head and her jaw slack. From behind her, a smug look blossoms over Naruto's features, and whatever it is he must have done, he does it again, and again, and again, his hips rolling and fucking into her until Sakura is sobbing, her eyes scrunched shut, tears brimming at the corners.
Sasuke's grip tightens and he strokes himself, breathing heavy as he watches Sakura tremble and shake in Naruto's arms and the awed look on Naruto's face. He feels the heat in the pit of his belly build, a faint taste of what was to come.
"I told you to keep your eyes on him," Naruto says, voice raspy and sending a bolt of lightning straight into his dick, and that, along with Sakura's helpless whimper is what nearly pushes him to the edge he's been keeping himself for reaching. Naruto's hand moves from her hair to her jaw, sun-kissed skin a play on Sakura's paler neck, and Sakura's eyes flutter open to once more lock on Sasuke.
"Fuck," Sasuke curses, and slows down, pulling himself back from the brink, shuddering slightly as he keeps himself from orgasm. Fuck if he's going to finish before Naruto, fuck. Fuck.
"Tell him how good I'm fucking you," Naruto says, just loud enough for Sasuke to hear. He's grinning at the camera, face partially hidden by Sakura's. Sasuke burns. He wants to kiss the smug look off Naruto's face, wants to respond to Naruto's challenge there, in person, where he can prove himself and show Naruto.
"So good," Sakura moans, "Fuck-Sasuke-" her voice breaks, catching on the end of his name, and Sasuke lets himself close his eyes and imagine her saying his name beneath him or above him, or in his and Naruto's arms, right where she belongs.
"Think you can do better?" Naruto goads and Sasuke's eyes snap open. He glares.
"I know I can, dead last."
"Fuck!" Sakura cries out, "Fuck, just fucking fuck me, jesus, fuck, save that for another day."
Despite himself, Naruto giggles, and Sasuke's lips curl up.
"Rub her clit, you idiot, do something right," he says anyway, and he's sure that Sakura would have glared at him, but then Naruto actually does as he says and reaches down in between her legs, past the pink hair at the apex of her thighs, and she has no more words.
Sakura spasms in Naruto's arms, her chest heaving as she lets out a loud moan. Sasuke's eyes lock on to where Naruto and Sakura are joined, Naruto's dick glistening with Sakura's wetness, her pussy spreading and stretched on his thickness.
"Would be easier if you were here," Naruto groans, even as he makes tight little circles on Sakura's clit, the movement of his thrusts jerky and uncoordinated, yet deep and strong. God, Sasuke wishes he was there. His mouth waters, and he swallows against the want and longing. He can just imagine the taste and the feel of his mouth on Sakura's clit while Naruto thrusts into her, how he would be able to lick down and put his mouth on the length Naruto couldn't quite all fit inside of her. His tongue on Sakura's entrance, Naruto's cock sliding over it as he fucked her.
Or his mouth on Sakura's lips, swallowing her moans, kissing over her neck and her shoulders, sucking bruises and hickeys right beside the marks Naruto has already made as he marked her as theirs. Or fuck, his mouth on her breasts, his hand in between her thighs as he rubbed her while Naruto fucked her.
Sasuke's eye catches on the way Naruto's jaw clenches, his eyes closed as he groans into Sakura's neck. He lifts his head and bites on his bottom lip, cherry red and moist. Sasuke immediately reworks his fantasy, his eyes caught on Naruto's mouth as he imagines kissing him over Sakura's shoulder, deep and biting, their bodies pressed up tight against her as they touched and moved together, hands everywhere until Sasuke wouldn't be able to tell who was touching who.
"God, I'm so close-s-so close, Naruto, just like that-"
Naruto must be doing something right, because Sakura suddenly stiffens up in his arms, her jaw slack, her body arched and tight against his. Sasuke stares, wide eyed at the beautiful sight, and his dick throbs. A second later, she shrieks and Naruto holds her tight in his arms, even as she shakes and trembles and comes down the high of her orgasm.
The clenching of her against him drags Naruto alongside with her and the sight of them together, lost in pleasure, tips Sasuke over the edge. His body tenses, thighs tight against his chair and his grip on his cock milking every last drop as he finishes, spurts of cum leaking and dribbling onto his hand. He groans out loud with Naruto, twin moans that fill his room.
And then there's silence, only the quiet sounds of their breathing echoing into his dorm and Sasuke shudders slightly. The sudden awkwardness of the situation hits him and he has to resist from cursing out loud. Naruto's face is pressed on Sakura's shoulder, his shoulders lifting and lowering as he breathes. Sakura looks pleasantly tired, her eyelids fluttering closed.
Slowly, Naruto maneuvers them. He pulls out first and then with gentle hands, lays Sakura down on her back. Sakura lets him, quietly unresisting, whole body lax and willing. Sasuke swallows down the fantasy of what he could do to her like that, just taking pleasure in her as she looks up at him with a soft smile and lets him do whatever he wants to her boneless body.
Naruto lies down next to her and grabs his phone, the screen jostling and showing glimpses of the room and the sheets and their naked bodies. He lifts the camera and it frames the both of them, white sheets behind them, pillows beneath their head. He leans his head closer towards Sakura and instinctively, Sakura shifts closer, bare skin pressed up against each other as easy as anything. They smile at Sasuke, and something in his chest hurts, a solid pang that goes deep into his organs and wrenches him open. Fuck. He misses them.
"Come home, bastard," Naruto murmurs. Sasuke frowns, his lips thin as he looks away. He looks back just in time so see Sakura give him a sleepy smile as she tilts her head.
"We miss you, Sasuke-kun."
They talk for a few more minutes, soft and quiet, while Sasuke cleans himself up, until Sakura finally nods off. Naruto gives off a loud yawn, and Sasuke finds himself saying goodnight and goodbye.
The moment the call ends, Sasuke is struck by the quietness of his dorm room and the sudden loneliness that wiggles deep into his bones. He closes his eyes and wishes, just for a second, for the solid warmth of Naruto pressed up on his side, and for Sakura's softness cuddled up on his other. He opens his eyes, and instead stares down at his abandoned readings, half-highlighted and half-read.
He picks up his highlighter and gets back to work.
Once he finishes… He has a flight to book.