A/N: So since there's people who do speak Portuguese amongst my readers I decided to include some phrases in it – translation for those will be in brackets.
"Shisui! Sasuke come o quê?" [Shisui, what does Sasuke eat?]
"Lemme go ask Itachi," Shisui replied in Japanese, and poked his snoring lover. "Itachi, Naruto wants to feed Sasuke, what should he give him?"
"Whatever, lemme sleep," Itachi grumbled and turned away from him, putting a pillow over his head. He and Shisui had taken advantage of Sasuke's absence throughout the afternoon, and he was not willing at all to wake up now.
Shisui smirked. "If it was someone else I'd say feed him whatever, but considering it's Sasuke I'd go with onigiri or tomatoes. Are you gonna order? There's that place that delivers a half-assed western tonkatsu, you could go with that, he'll at least recognize it."
"Rapá, são onze horas já, vou pedir comida onde(1)? Ele come Miojo(2)?" [Dude it's eleven (pm), where am I supposed to order food? Does he eat instant ramen?]
Shisui jumped up into a sitting position. "Bicho, não dá aquele miojo horroroso de picanha pra ele não que o cara te mata!" [Man, don't give him that horrible creamy beef instant ramen to him, he'll kill you]
Naruto huffed. "Serve de pizza? Só tem do cremoso aqui, tem desse, de picanha e quatro queijos." [Is creamy pizza ramen ok? All I got are creamy flavors, there's that, beef and four cheeses]
"Puta que pariu!" [Holy fuck!] Shisui said, and started laughing out loud.
Itachi beat him with his pillow. "What the hell is so funny?"
"Naruto wants to feed Sasuke with Brazilian ramen," Shisui said between guffaws, while Naruto complained on the phone.
Itachi sat down and looked at Shisui as if he had grown a second head. "Does he have a death wish or something? Gimme that," he said, and reached for the phone. "Naruto? Itachi. What do you have at home besides ramen?"
"Um, I can make spaghetti with tomato sauce and hotdogs," Naruto said in Japanese, and Itachi covered his face with his palm, groaning.
"Oh, come on, it's tasty, Shisui eats it!" Naruto complained, and Itachi snorted. "Shisui doesn't count, he's an ostrich, but let's compromise; just serve the meat separately, ok?"
Naruto rolled his eyes and agreed, before ending the call.
"Meu cu cabeludo que eu vou fazer salsicha sem molho..." [Hotdogs without sauce my hairy asshole...]
Half an hour later Sasuke woke up to the smell of tomato sauce, and he haphazardly got out of the bed, led by his nose and his grumbling stomach, into the living/dining room (3).
"Nope, shower first," Naruto intercepted him and steered him towards the bathroom, correctly guessing that since Shisui had told him Itachi woke up either in a zombie-state or completely rabid, Sasuke would do the same.
" 'm hungry," Sasuke feebly protested, hugging the blond and resting his head on his shoulder while he turned on the electric shower (4) and effectively falling asleep on his feet.
"I know neném [babe], but no sticky Sasuke at the table, have some manners," Naruto muttered, and looked down when Sasuke let out a soft snore. "Fofo(5) [fluffy]," he whispered to himself, and smiled, before taking his own briefs off in order to enter the shower with the Uchiha.
"Mmnn," Sasuke protested. As all Japanese people, he was very mindful of his personal cleanliness, but after five hours of intense exercise and four orgasms he had been ready to hibernate for a week, so he simply let Naruto do all the work and appreciated the attention.
"I hope you eat spaghetti, no one delivers after eleven pm and I haven't got Japanese food at home," Naruto said after drying and dressing him on a pair of slightly large briefs, while pulling on a pair himself.
"Hn. Nobody is perfect," Sasuke answered, somewhat more awake after the warm shower. "Don't you ever wear shirts?" he asked.
"At home? It's eighty-five degrees (6), why would I do such a stupid thing?" Naruto retorted, raising an eyebrow.
"Decency?" the Japanese man asked back, and Naruto deadpanned.
"Says the man from the culture where guys take communal baths," he said, snorting, while sitting at the table. Sasuke followed, wincing at the lingering pain on his ass.
Sasuke looked curiously at the food, but found nothing inedible – though the idea of eating hotdog slices with the pasta was weird to him – and moved his attention to the large jar of aromatic, pale yellow juice at the table.
"What's this?" he asked, and Naruto smiled.
"Cashew fruit juice. Try it, it won't kill ya," he explained, and poured some for him. "It's got a little bit of sugar in it to break the astringent taste."
"I don't like sweet things," Sasuke warned, but tasted the juice and found it decent enough.
Surprisingly, the hotdogs actually worked with the tomato sauce – or he was just hungry enough that anything tasted good, Sasuke thought – and the meal was enjoyable, the blond's conversation surprisingly interesting.
Firstly, he didn't ask Sasuke anything he'd be too sensitive to talk about, like his personal relationship with his father or Itachi, or how many ex-boyfriends he had. He seemed content to know about Sasuke's education, interests and views on a number of different subjects, and the Uchiha felt grateful, for most people wanted to know more about his status and money rather than his personality.
Secondly, Naruto actually was quite open on talking about himself. Sasuke returned the courtesy and asked questions that would help him understand him better.
Naruto dealt with people from all over the world, both in Rio and in São Paulo (which, by the blond's description, sounded something like the result of Los Angeles puking over New York (7), including the biggest Japanese settlement outside Japan itself), and he mostly lived there during the week, coming to Rio to spend holidays, vacation or the odd workday dealing with foreign executives in transit.
What surprised Sasuke the most was the fact the blond was fluent on not only Japanese and English, but also Spanish, French, German and Chinese.
"Where did you get time to learn all those languages?" he asked. Japanese people had a very hard time learning other languages, and Shisui had told him that in Brazil very few people were completely fluent in English, though most businessmen could make themselves understood despite their heavy accent.
"I grew up learning Japanese and English at home, and I learned the rest making friends around the world through the internet," Naruto explained. "My maternal grandpa's family is from Cambridge and I've spent a couple years traveling through Europe with my paternal grandfather while my mom went there for her doctorate; I took equivalence exams to apply for University when I came back, so I didn't lose any school time."
Sasuke nodded. "What do your parents do?" he asked, knowing it was a safe ground, since the Uzumaki, as PR to his family's company, obviously had access to his parent's professional information.
"Mom's a historian; Dad has a frog farm but works as a business relations liaison between Asian and Brazilian companies," he said, and laughed at Sasuke's confused face. "Frog farm is his pet project; he raises endangered species for release in the wild."
Sasuke raised his eyebrows and nodded.
"This apartment belongs to them; the family has a kind of time-share agreement on it, but since I'm single and have to use the aerial-bridge (8) often I butt in whenever I want, this place only gets really full around Christmas and New Year's anyways."
"So the aerial-bridge is kind of like Tokyo-Osaka, except we use the bullet-train," Sasuke compared, and Naruto nodded, while loading the dishes on a small dishwasher.
He then turned to face Sasuke. "Can I have dessert?" he asked in a husky voice.
"Why are you asking mmmph," Sasuke began, only to be interrupted by a tomato-tasting tongue exploring his mouth. "Naruto I'm seriously flattered but I can't take another round right now," he panted, feeling his blood run south nonetheless.
"I know, I know… don't worry, I'll eat you with my mouth (9), it won't hurt you," the blond said, and Sasuke relented, putting his arms around his neck and allowing to be led back to the bed, where the Uzumaki carefully let him get comfortable before stripping the brunet's underwear and licking his way upwards from Sasuke's feet.
"Horny pervert," Sasuke breathed out, "how can you have so much stamina?"
Naruto moaned while licking the underside of his knee. "You're too sexy, it's your entire fault," he said, nibbling his way up the inside of a pale thigh while he pushed both legs up.
"Mmmmmnnnn stop teasing, idiot," the Uchiha complained, and the blond laughed before sniffing the crease between thigh and groin, humming contentedly before pulling one of his testicles into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it.
"Shit will you stop teasing, damn it, get up on the bed and lemme show you how it's done, fucking stupid blonde!" Sasuke growled, and Naruto raised a surprised face at him, before smirking and rising up and playing with the hem of his briefs.
Sasuke narrowed his eyes in warning, and the blond laughed again. "What, see something you like?"
That was the straw that broke the camel's back for Sasuke. He quickly slid forward and around until he was on all fours in front of Naruto's groin, and grabbed the man's clothed erection with his teeth, dragging him over the bed with him.
He raised defiant eyes and met with burning blue ones. "You're too sexy for your own good, do you know that?" Naruto muttered in a low, serious tone, and Sasuke slid his teeth off him until he was able to pull down the briefs.
"Holy shit I hope you like jelly because I'm totally getting a pair of edible underwear," the blond panted, and the Uchiha felt the butterfly in his stomach come back to torment him with a bunch of its friends at the suggestion that the blond wanted to take this further than a one-night stand, and the feeling intensified as he felt large hands running through his hair as he pulled the offending underwear down to Naruto's knees.
He raised his head up slowly, nipping at the blond's thick, muscled thighs, and looked directly at him while he equally slowly licked from the base of his heavy, thick cock to the head, before taking it in his wide open mouth and sucking hard on it, knowing he'd most probably end up with his jaw in pain later, but considering it was worth making his point.
He wasn't expecting the idiot to fall forward on his side with a grunt, making him bounce up and down, though. Much less that he'd grab him by the waist, pull him up and deepthroat him in one sleek movement. So it was completely not his fault he ended up biting the dumbass's dick on reflex.
Sasuke heard the moan coming out of Naruto's lips and held himself up on all fours, frantically looking for an injury.
"Do it again," he heard, and bent his head down to give the idiot a shocked look.
"What?" he asked, dumbfounded.
"It felt good! Bite me again."
"Are you nuts?"
The blond rolled his eyes upward and heaved a sigh before looking at him again.
"Sasuke. Bite. My. Dick. Please," he said in a husky voice, and Sasuke gulped.
He raised his head again, and decided to lightly scrape his teeth against Naruto's penis, avoiding the head. Now, Sasuke was all for inflicting some pain on his partners, and the previous nipple play had been decidedly sexy, but surely the crazy blond hadn't meant…
"Harder."
He did it again, putting a little more pressure.
Naruto laughed. "Put some effort into it, teme!" he scolded, and gave Sasuke's cock a hard suck.
Oh, well.
The Uchiha swallowed as far as he could, and bit hard.
"Fuck, yeah babe, milk me with your teeth, so good…" Naruto moaned.
Sasuke realized he was entirely entertained and turned on by the fact he didn't have to be careful while pleasuring the blond when he realized that he hadn't even noticed the idiot had moved his mouth up to his ass until he felt a persistent, delicious sucking at his hole, accompanied by rhythmic pumps on his cock.
He moaned contentedly, and shuddered when he felt a velvety tongue breach him, fucking him in tandem with the sucking and pumping, knowing he wasn't going to last long at all with all that stimulation going on.
He sped up his movements, decided that if the blond was that enticed by pain, then maybe he'd enjoy a little rough ball play, and began to tug at the base of his scrotum in tandem with his bites.
With the way his hips bucked, Naruto was definitely appreciating the rough treatment, too, because he speeded up his own ministrations and soon Sasuke's entire body shook in orgasm, his toes curling, his hand and jaws closing convulsively and pushing the Uzumaki over the edge, drenching Sasuke's mouth in cum.
Afterwards, while unabashedly cuddled in the blond's arms, with both playing toesies and all (something Sasuke would deny to his deatbed), the brunet turned half-lidded eyes to him.
"That was fucking amazing," he said, and his heart fluttered when he was greeted with a blinding smile.
"Really? I'm flattered. And glad," Naruto said, and pulled him in for a slow, emotion-filled kiss.
They talked more after that, and Sasuke went to sleep trying not to wish his vacation would last forever.
Sasuke woke up sporting a full bladder, a raging hard-on and a blond sucking on it like a ravenous leech.
"Naruto," he groaned, "that's awesome, but I have to pee."
The Uzumaki just smirked and swallowed him deeper.
"Naruto, I'm serious," he tried again, now panting, and was solemnly ignored.
"Damn it usuratonkachi lemme go or I'll wet the fucking mattress!" he yelled, and the idiot finally let him go with a sigh.
He hurried up to the bathroom only to find that due to said idiot's ministrations his body now was ready to come as well and thus he couldn't urinate (10). The pressure felt damn good for some strange reason, but it was highly annoying all the same, and the hot tongue licking fiery trails down his back didn't help.
"Shit," he half groaned, half moaned.
"Let me help you," Naruto whispered on his ear, and he snorted.
"Yeah right how are you gonna," he started, and his eyes widened when the blond inserted a slick finger inside him, while pumping his dick with the other hand. "What the fuck are you doing?"
"Helping you out, isn't it obvious?" the idiot said with a mirthful voice, and sucked under his ear before pulling him along to the shower.
"Hmmmnnn, you're not seriously thinking of fucking me when I've got a full bladder, are you?" Sasuke asked, panting.
"Yup, faster way of dealing with it," Naruto answered, and snickered at Sasuke's shocked glare. "What's wrong, never played watersports before?"
Sasuke's eyes bulged. "That… that… that's completely unhygienic!" he called out, and the blond laughed as he opened the shower.
"So I can totally lick the inside of your asshole with my tongue but it's me fucking you with my dick while you pee that is unhygienic?" he asked, and Sasuke blushed all the way to his scalp.
"But… but… but… baka!" the Japanese man sputtered indignantly, and Naruto snickered while inserting another finger into him. "What do you think comes out of your ass, teme, flowers?" he asked in a husky voice, before nudging the Uchiha's entrance with his latex-covered erection.
Sasuke gasped and instinctively pushed his ass back against him, all protests leaving his mind under the thunderous wave of hormones turning his brain into so much mush when the blond filled him.
"Nnnngh," he groaned, and huffed when Naruto began moving very, very slowly.
The Uchiha slammed his hand on the shower wall repeatedly, the double stimulation from his full bladder and Naruto's thrusts a strange but incredibly arousing sensation that made him shudder from head to toe, his nerve endings entirely confused, unable to decide if he was in pain or in blinding pleasure.
All he knew is that he was full to bursting and desperately needed something to come out, he didn't care what anymore, and he almost choked on his own drool when Naruto started stroking and pushing inside him faster.
And then the crazy idiot changed the angle of his thrusts and hit his prostate directly before pushing against his bladder.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh! Fuck! Gaaaaaaaaaahhh!" Sasuke screamed, tears coming out of his eyes (11) as he spurted a long stream of cum, and then another, and yet another before his body gave out and he was finally able to empty his bladder in steaming jets, the sheer pressure of the liquid leaving his oversensitized body keeping him screaming wantonly while seeing stars behind tightly closed eyelids.
He went limp in Naruto's arms, and the blond pulled him up, hugging him and whispering soothing words of praise in his ear, pulling out of him only after the blond was sure he was deflated enough not to hurt the Uchiha and peppering his neck and cheeks with soft kisses while slowly washing, drying and carrying him bridal style back to bed.
Half an hour later, Naruto entered the bedroom carrying a tray with scrambled eggs, toast, fresh coffee, yoghurt, and orange juice.
Sasuke opened an eye from under the sheets he had burrowed into, and decided to let the blond lay the tray on the bedside table, before throwing a pillow at him.
"Good morning to you too, teme!" Naruto greeted, and he growled. "Anything I can do for you?"
Sasuke growled in warning again.
"Would you like an aspirin? Tylenol? Advil?"
Sasuke's growl got deeper.
"Would you like me to call Shisui to come get you?" the Uzumaki asked in a concerned tone.
Sasuke huffed. "You… you… yoooou usuratonkachi," he growled, and sat up on the bed, pouting hugely and crossing his arms.
"Well, ok, lemme just get the phone and," Naruto said in a sad, but resigned voice.
Sasuke threw another pillow at the blond. Where the hell were all these butterflies coming from? "Sit your stupid ass down, baka!"
Naruto gave him a surprised and endearing hopeful look. "Um, I thought…" he said, before carefully sitting at the end of the bed.
"Stop straining yourself, idiot. Just… give me breakfast and don't you fucking ever do that again," the brunet muttered. "And stop snickering, you dumb blonde piece of shit!"
A/N:
1. Can't order food anywhere after 11 pm here in Brazil. Really.
2. Miojo is our best-known name brand instant ramen and yes there are such ridiculous flavors. Be glad I didn't use Cup Noodle, there are creamy barbecue and chicken & cheese flavors of that, lol
3. Most homes in Brazil don't have separate living and dining rooms, but they have separate kitchens (like the Portuguese most of us don't like showing our messy kitchens to visitors).
4. Most people in Rio have gas heaters for their showers but I personally hate the damn things, electric showers are way better and all my carioca (citizens of Rio de Janeiro city) friends love my electric shower to bits.
5. Fofo is a common term of endearment in Portuguese. We Brazilians are cuddly people.
6. Using Fahrenheit to make it easier for you guys, we use the Celsius scale ourselves.
7. I live in São Paulo. It's exactly like that.
8. Aerial-bridge is what we call the Rio-São Paulo air route, a lot of people live in one city and works on the other. There's also the road-bridge for the bus lines that travel between the two cities.
9. "To eat" is used as slang for topping someone in sex down here in Brazil.
10. That is biological fact to both men and women, most people at the brink of orgasm can't pee even with a full bladder. That happens in order to not contaminate the sexual organs during intercourse and kill the sperm cells. It's also why it's hard to pee right after orgasm as well.
11. Nope I did not put this as a reference to cheesy yaoi manga, this kind of play does make tears come out of your eyes. It is the most infuriating pleasure 'cause it's good, but it's embarrassing, but it's fucking good, but it burns, but it's so good, but sheesh, ya know? *blushes*
Oh, by the way, the "bite my dick" thing? Happened to me once. I had pretty much the same reaction Sasuke did.