Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, or any of its associated characters!

Summary: COMPLETE. Naruto and Sasuke always have to one-up each other, no matter what they're doing—even if its the other's birthday. Especially if it's the other's birthday. What started as a oneshot is now a series; modern AU, PWP, SNS. Established relationship!

A/N: Listen. Listen. I know I say this a lot, but underage readers, this isn't for you! This is just straight up porn. A vague shadow of a plot. It was super fun to write - shout out to the SNS discord for giving me the prompt. Enjoy!


Payback

"This was fun, you guys!" Naruto grinned, leaning against the door, "we should do it more often."

"You say that now," Ino leaned in, eyes sparkling, "but we all know as soon as Sasuke's back you're never staying anywhere overnight without him again, and I don't wanna deal with you two fucking in our—"

"Don't be mean, Ino," Sakura smacked her on the arm, "Naruto already has to spend his whole birthday without Sasuke. It's hard enough for the poor boy—"

"You guys are the worst," Naruto grumbled, "I'm not that bad."

"You really are, though," Ino cut him off—Sakura raising an eyebrow as she nodded along with her, "you've been checking your phone like twenty times a minute."

Naruto froze, halfway through pulling his phone out of his pocket.

Sakura laughed.

"Fuck off," Naruto muttered, cheeks burning—it only seemed to make Sakura laugh harder.

"Okay, okay, we actually have to go now though," Ino slung an arm around Sakura, "people are gonna get impatient."

Sakura grinned at her.

"I think they're already pretty impatient."

"Who are you guys meeting again?"

Sakura waved a hand, Ino already pulling her away from the door.

"Oh, no one, really," Sakura called back, "don't worry about it!"

Naruto frowned.

"You—"

"Happy birthday, blondie!" Ino interrupted him, leaning on the car door, "don't have too much fun!"

Don't have too much…?

But they were already in the car—leaving Naruto nothing else to do but give a small, confused wave in reply. He wasn't sure what kind of fun she expected him to have—although staying at their house had been nice, she knew full well Sasuke's big conference lasted through the weekend—and everyone else had been hellishly busy today…

He ran a hand through his hair, stifling the urge to grimace as he shut the door.

Not even a week without Sasuke, and he was already missing him like crazy. You'd think that Sasuke's grip on him would have loosened—somewhere along the five years they had been together—but—

No. Naruto had only managed to fall harder—every damn day.

He only fell harder every moment he spent with him—every time he woke up next to Sasuke, who never looked anything less than perfection, even in sleep—every time Sasuke's eyes would roll, landing on him with a look that called him an idiot without ever needing to say the word—every time he smirked at Naruto across a crowded room, because he wanted to leave and he knew what that look did to Naruto—

Fuck.

He let out a breath, turning along the hall.

Now he was sad and horny. He had texted Sasuke back and forth all of today, but it wasn't nearly enough…Sasuke was never the talkative type, and over text, he was even worse. But the conference should have ended for the day, by now, right? Sasuke should be back in his hotel at this point, so maybe he could give him a call—finally—he'd been wanting to hear that voice all day—he hit dial just as he opened the door to the bedroom—

His phone fell out of his hand.

"Well, you certainly took your time."

There—in all of his gorgeous, divine glory—laid Sasuke Uchiha, causal as could be. His eyes didn't even bother turning to Naruto's—too busy with whatever book he turned the page of—he kicked his feet up, behind him—Naruto stumbled back, against the wall, clutching at his heart—distantly registering the fact that Sasuke's phone was ringing, there, on the table—

"Wh—you—"

He didn't even know which part to focus on—Sasuke laid, on top of the blankets, innocently flipping another page of his book as he crossed his ankles—Naruto's eyes drifted, slowly, slowly past the heels (the heels) Sasuke wore—tracing the path of his stockings, which stopped deliciously mid-way up his thighs—the dark fabric somehow only served to accentuate his pale skin—and if that wasn't enough—

Sasuke shifted, his ass raising up barely an inch—Naruto sucked in a breath and it still wasn't enough—he couldn't breathe—hooked to the fabric, curving along with Sasuke's skin, and then wrapping around that pale waist—that was a garter belt

"Me?" Sasuke turned a page, as if there was nothing out of the ordinary—as if his thighs weren't fucking glistening in contrast to the lace—fuck—where had Sasuke even gotten—when had Sasuke even gotten—

"I thought you—" Naruto swallowed—several times, "—couldn't—today—I thought you had—"

Those eyes finally turned to rest on him.

"I lied."

Naruto trembled under the weight of that gaze—

"Oh," he breathed out, clutching at the wall, as if it would somehow stabilize him—

The book slowly fell out of Sasuke's hand—apparently, uncaring of the page he had been on—as he stretched back, like a cat—reaching his arms out, arching his back— Naruto found his eyes glued—glued—to Sasuke's thigh—the way the garter pulled against the stocking—the way it curved along his ass—Naruto only now managed to notice the panties—panties—that Sasuke wore—the way they were held together by a single string, neatly tied against his pale skin—pulling against his skin, as if it could break at any moment—Naruto heaved out another shuddering, trembling breath—

"Sasuke—" he breathed—

"Yes?" Sasuke's voice was desire—it was temptation—it beckoned him closer—it dared him to resist—

He couldn't even try.

He knew—from the way Sasuke smirked—from the amusement that glittered in his eyes—from the way his arms caught him, so easily—that the Uchiha was feeling awfully proud of himself. All the better, in Naruto's opinion—really, his pride had died an unsavory death the moment Sasuke had raised that ass into the air—

Naruto pulled back from the kiss, hands running up—up, along Sasuke's thighs, up to his waist, along the garter, along the lace—

"Naruto," Sasuke's voice held a question—it held impatience—it pulled Naruto closer, as if it was a vacuum—but he—he so desperately—

"I want to memorize this," he breathed, burning the image into his mind—the image of him, in between Sasuke's legs—with Sasuke wearing—wearing this, "I need to—fuck, Sasuke—I—you—"

He had never seen anything hotter in his life. He had never been more in love with anyone in his life. The simple confidence—the comfort, the trust—that Sasuke was showing him—Naruto really wasn't sure that he would ever recover—

Sasuke's arm reached up, pulling at Naruto's neck—gently, as if giving him the option to resist—as if Naruto could ever resist—

"I can think of better pictures to make," those lips moved against his—

Naruto was undone.

Some mix between a moan and a whimper escaped his mouth as their lips met. There was always something about the way Sasuke kissed when he had been kept waiting—the way he pulled at Naruto's hair, the way he lifted his hips to grind against Naruto's—that made Naruto's mind melt. He always felt so desperate—so full of need—when it came to Sasuke, that the fact that Sasuke reciprocated it just blew his fucking mind—

He pulled away from those lips, running his hands down Sasuke's chest, his waist, his hips—he ran a thumb over the fabric of Sasuke's panties, eyeing the way it barely managed to cover him, eyeing the way it seemed to be bursting at the seems—

"Stop teasing," Sasuke's voice was nearly breathless—Naruto wondered how long he had been laying here, waiting for him—ready for him—

Naruto grinned.

"You're one to talk," he leaned down, letting his hands move up Sasuke's thighs, running along the garter—he pressed a kiss to Sasuke's skin, where the fabric of the stocking ended, "looking like this—"

He let his lips move along Sasuke's inner thigh—trailing kisses along the way—up—closer—and closer—he paused, just as his cheek brushed against the silk of Sasuke's panties, to run his tongue over the edge of the fabric—

"Nar—uto—"

He did his best to stifle the smile as it came—pressing his lips to Sasuke's skin, instead—but he could hear Sasuke's breath growing harsher—he could feel Sasuke's cock stiffening through the silk that pressed against his cheek—and it was rapidly becoming harder to restrain himself—

He pulled back, panting, staring down at Sasuke as if through some sort of fog—Sasuke looked up at him with the same gaze—clouded with desire—

Sasuke must have planned this—Naruto thought to himself—as his fingers brushed along his hips. Sasuke always had a plan—and it was far to convenient that Naruto—that Naruto could just—pull these strings, on either side of the panties—

He tugged on them, and the silk fell apart.

Naruto didn't think he had seen anything more erotic in his life.

He didn't want to make Sasuke cum—not yet, not nearly yet—but there was nothing in the world Naruto could have done to keep himself away from Sasuke in that moment. He felt his own cock pulsing—throbbing—in his pants as he leaned down—he ran his tongue up Sasuke's length, keeping his eyes on Sasuke—always on Sasuke—tasting the precum that had already leaked out—

"Nngh—Na—"

—he swiped his tongue along Sasuke's head, relishing in the proof that Sasuke was just as hard as he was—just as on the edge—he swirled his tongue around the tip of Sasuke's cock before he took it in completely—grabbing at the garter belt as if it would keep him stable—keep him grounded—

"Hah—ah—!"

Sasuke's hands ripped at his hair—tugging him closer, pulling him back—Naruto could barely even feel the pain in this haze of lust—he could barely do anything but obey, too lost in the taste of Sasuke, the feeling of Sasuke—ah—Sasuke—

Sasuke's cock left Naruto's mouth with a small pop as he was tugged back, back—he lifted his eyes up to Sasuke in question—

"You're overdressed."

Oh.

To be fair—to be fair—the fact that Naruto had barely even registered the fact that he was still fully clothed was entirely Sasuke's fault. The Uchiha knew full well how lost Naruto could get in him—he pulled back, Sasuke sitting up with him—

And then his shirt was off—and Sasuke's lips were on his neck, on his chest, on any inch of skin they could find—his fingers pulling, tearing at his pants—Naruto pushed forward to kick them off—Sasuke grabbed his cock, pressing it against his own, and Naruto damn nearly crumbled—

"F-fuck, Sasuke—"

Too much—it was too much—Naruto was already on the edge of orgasm from seeing Sasuke like this—it was going to take next to nothing to make him—to make him—

"Nngh—Sa—ah—s'ke—wait—wait—"

Sasuke's hand slowed, but the intensity in his eyes didn't waver.

"Turn around," Naruto said—it came out as more of a breath than an order, but Sasuke obeyed nonetheless—kicking one of his legs over Naruto's head as he turned—

He raised his ass up against Naruto's cock, turning back to look at him with a smirk—

"Better?"

—he knew exactly—exactly—how much restraint it took for Naruto not to enter him right then and there—Naruto's hands traced a path up his thighs, pausing on his ass—fuck—Sasuke's smirk widened just as Naruto let out a shuddering breath—it came out as more of a whine—

"Sas—'ke—" he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to stifle the pleasure—trying to hold it at bay—he could feel Sasuke pressing back against him—teasing him, testing him—

But he wasn't nearly done with Sasuke yet.

He pushed himself back and dived down, burying his face between those cheeks—he didn't get the chance to worship Sasuke like this nearly enough, and he was going to take full advantage—

"Nn—ah—hah—Naru—"

He pressed his tongue against Sasuke's entrance—Sasuke met him in kind, and Naruto couldn't help but moan against him—he grabbed Sasuke by the waist—by the garter belt, pulling him in as he stiffened his tongue—it was so rare—so rare—to have Sasuke let loose, like this—Naruto felt as if he could cum just from touching him—just from tasting him—

He let his tongue move with Sasuke's hips—the Uchiha obviously knew what he wanted and Naruto would do whatever it took to give it to him—he felt almost desperate for it—desperate for Sasuke—fuck—

He vaguely registered Sasuke burying his face in the pillow—muffling his moans, his gasps—he could feel the way his back arched, feel the way he pressed back, against Naruto's mouth, as if asking for more—more—more

He wasn't sure if it was him that pulled back first, or Sasuke's hips that collapsed against the mattress, but in the next moment, Sasuke had twisted, kicking his leg back over Naruto's head, one hand reaching back to grab the lube—

"Naruto," Sasuke's eyes were fire—they were lust—they commanded Naruto to listen and Naruto surrendered himself to them, "come here."

The cap of the lube was already open as Naruto reached for it—as if mesmerized, hypnotized by Sasuke—by his voice, by his eyes—by everything that Sasuke was to him—

He pressed his fingers against Sasuke, letting the lube mix with the saliva.

"I am," he whispered, "so in love with you."

He didn't give Sasuke a chance to reply. He didn't need to—with the way his body came to life beneath him, the way his lips moved against Naruto's, the way his hips sank down on Naruto's fingers—Naruto knew.

He spread his fingers apart, moving to press kisses to Sasuke's cheek—his chin—he trailed up to his ear, nipping at it—

"Sasuke—"

"Hurry up, Naruto—"

Naruto grinned, feeling Sasuke starting to tremble underneath him—

"You're so impatient…"

Sasuke arms wrapped around him, pulling at him until they could look at each other properly—

"I had to wait for you," Sasuke's lips whispered against his, "for five days, Naruto."

Naruto let out a soft, breathy laugh, even as he pushed his fingers further in—his cock pressing against Sasuke's thigh—

"You didn't have to, asshole," he ran his teeth over Sasuke's lip, "you could have just told me."

Sasuke's eyes flickered up to his, his mouth widening into a smirk.

"Where's the fun in that?"

Naruto laughed—the kisses to Sasuke's skin the only thing breaking it—

"You," he whispered, trailing kisses along Sasuke's neck, "drive me absolutely crazy."

Sasuke made a small noise of amusement, just as Naruto eyed him, pulling his fingers out—

"That's the idea, moron."

He only caught a glimpse of Sasuke reaching up, still holding the lube, before he found himself pushed onto his back—Sasuke's hand ran over his cock—

"Oh—god—Sasuke—"

—he hadn't even noticed the condom until Sasuke spat the wrapper onto the floor—Sasuke's hand moved slowly, sensually, spreading the lube over him—Naruto sucked in a breath as Sasuke moved to straddle him—he gripped Sasuke's thighs as if they would somehow help him keep his grip on his mind—

"This is payback, Naruto."

"Wha—nngh, oh, god, Sas—ah!"

There was nothing—nothing—that could compare to this—no better feeling than having Sasuke over him, sinking his hips down, around Naruto's cock—Naruto gasped for air against the pleasure—it was so overwhelming—so all-consuming—he felt he could barely keep his eyes open—but he had to, he couldn't miss a second of this—

Sasuke leaned over him, panting—Naruto brought his hands up, running along Sasuke's thighs, squeezing his hips, his waist—

"Sasuke—" he breathed—

Sasuke let out a long breath—sinking down, down—throwing his head back as he sat straighter—the garter pulled on the stockings and Naruto burned the image into his mind—

And then Sasuke started to move, and what was left of Naruto's mind left him completely.

"Nngh—fuck, Sasuke—"

"Naruto—"

It was as if Sasuke's body commanded him—commanded him to touch him, to pull at his hips, his clothes—commanded him to thrust up, to meet him in kind as Sasuke rode him—as he—ah—he was completely at Sasuke's mercy—

"Ah—hah—"

what a good fucking feeling

"Sasuke—nngh—"

Sasuke lifted his arms, up, crossing them over his head as he ground his hips down—as Naruto pulled them closer together—closer—closer—he was so fucking close

It was as if Sasuke had the same thought that he did—as if they were both so desperate for this, and yet so desperate for it not to end—Sasuke's hips paused as he dove down to meet Naruto's lips in a bruising kiss—

"Sas—" Naruto breathed as he pulled away—

"I'm close," Sasuke's breath shuddered against his lips—he pulled Naruto up, as he sat back—as he pulled out—he twisted, turning around, meeting Naruto's lips again as he sank back down on his cock—

"Make me cum, Naruto."

Oh fuck yeah.

From the way Sasuke's hands immediately reached out, grabbing the headboard as Naruto thrust them forwards—Sasuke had known exactly how to get Naruto to do what he wanted. He pressed back against Naruto as he pushed forwards—letting out a low breath—Naruto desperately tried to savour this, running his hands up, around Sasuke's thighs, looping a thumb around the garter belt—

Hm.

He pulled on it—gently, at first—as he thrust in again—

Sasuke's breath changed into a moan.

He looped his other hand around it—tightening his grip—as he begun to move faster, pulling Sasuke back, into him—he knew exactly how to angle himself—he knew exactly how Sasuke liked it—and this—this—made it so much easier—

"F-fuck, Sa—ah—s'ke—"

He was thrusting faster and he couldn't help it—he could feel the way Sasuke had started to tremble in his grip—his hands still gripped the headboard, but his head had fallen, ducking down into the pillows—but Naruto pulled his hips up by the garter and it made his back arch so fucking perfectly—

"Nngh—Naruto—I'm—"

Yes

"I'm—"

He felt Sasuke's body start to stiffen—yes—yes

"Sasuke—" The pleasure coiled in his veins—it swirled through him, up and up and—

"I love you—"

—it released.

"Ah—god—Sasuke!" He crumbled forwards as the ecstasy lashed through him—

"Hah—nngh—" Sasuke's head whipped back—Naruto pressed kisses to his back as he continued to thrust—just in time with the pleasure—in these waves, these echoes of—perfection—

"Hah—hah—"

Naruto sucked in a breath as Sasuke collapsed underneath him—he pulled out, slowly, before he did the same—he couldn't quite find it in himself to pull away from Sasuke—but he did find enough effort in himself to press a kiss to his skin—

"I love you too," he whispered, kissing him again, and again—

Sasuke gave a low chuckle from underneath him.

"Well if you didn't before, you definitely do now."

Naruto breathed out a laugh against his skin—

"You cocky bastard," he pressed his teeth against Sasuke's shoulder, as if going to bite him—just to get those eyes back in his view—

It worked. Sasuke's body shifted underneath him—he pulled away just enough to let Sasuke roll over, looking back at him with a tired smirk.

"You idiot."

One of Sasuke's hands reached up—Naruto resisted the urge to close his eyes as those fingers started to run through his hair—

"You missed this idiot," he said softly. Something about the way Sasuke would look at him—in a moment like this—there was just—something in those eyes that made Naruto feel—

"I did."

He moved forward, capturing Sasuke's lips as gently as he could, running a thumb along his chin—

His smile broke the kiss.

"…Was there ever even a conference?"

"There was," Sasuke's lips quirked up, "I told you how long it lasted. I never said how long I would stay."

Naruto laughed, falling forwards to rest his forehead against Sasuke's neck—

"You—asshole—"

Sasuke chuckled softly.

"Payback, Naruto."

Naruto pulled up, leaning over him again—that's right—Sasuke had said—

"What for?"

Sasuke's head turned, looking at him with glittering, amused eyes.

"For my birthday."

His—oh

"Moron."

Naruto only laughed, throwing a hand over his eyes. Sasuke's last birthday—Naruto had actually had somewhere to be, and the night before he left he had handed Sasuke a camera and his ass and told him to take what he needed to remember him by—

"…I don't even know what happened to those pictures."

"I keep them safe."

Naruto pulled his hand away from his face, looking back at Sasuke. Sasuke raised an eyebrow—

Somehow, Naruto got the feeling that Sasuke wasn't going to tell him where they were any time soon.

He pulled away, letting out a breath.

"I don't know how the hell I'm gonna top this next year."

"For my birthday?" Sasuke turned to him, smirking, "are you admitting your loss, then?"

"As if!" Naruto rolled over top of him, staring him down, "your next birthday is gonna kick your ass, bastard."

"Oh? I didn't know you were into that," Sasuke's smirk widened as Naruto dissolved into laughter. He paused for a moment, eyeing Naruto as his laughter trailed off.

"And I can think of some things you can top…"

Naruto's grinned into the kiss as it came—it was the only thing that broke it, but he felt as if he couldn't stifle it if he had all the strength in the world. He just felt so—good

"Mm, interesting," Naruto said softly, meeting Sasuke's eyes, "I can think of some things you can top right now."

Sasuke's eyes changed.

"Oh?"

Naruto's grin grew wider as Sasuke rolled over top of him—his fingers traced along the garter belt—he flicked a strap—

"Keep this on."

Sasuke's smirk widened—he leaned down, pressing kisses along Naruto's jaw, down to his neck—he nipped at Naruto's ear—

"And why should I do that?"

Naruto let out a breath as Sasuke's hands ran up his body—

"It's—mm," Naruto's eyes fluttered as Sasuke sucked on his neck, "my birthday…"

He felt Sasuke smile along his skin—hands running back down to his hips, across his stomach—it took so little for Sasuke to get him hard again—

"Well then," Sasuke's breath brushed against his ear, his body pressing closer, "happy birthday to you."

Naruto wrapped his arms around him as their lips met—sighing happily into the kiss—

He needed to start planning for next year…


Omake:

"Where did you even get those heels?"

"They're Ino's."

"They're—" Naruto spun around, eyes wide, "did she know you—"

"It was her idea," Sasuke said simply.

Naruto blinked.

"…I'm gonna send her flowers."

"You—don't send her flowers—"

"I'm gonna send her flowers right now."

"Naruto—you—!"

"Two hundred dollars should do it, right—"

"Naruto!"


A/N: I am absolutely considering writing a prequel (feat. Naruto & a camera) or a sequel (feat. Naru attempting to top this), but for now, here you go :D Let me know what you thought!

Until next time,

- Kinomi