A flurry of hot breaths and exploring fingers signalled that both Naruto and Sasuke had both given up on fighting one another. Sasuke was laying beneath Naruto, Naruto kneeling above Sasuke, digits exploring his chest, stroking over his soft, pale skin. Soon Sasuke's clothing had been shifted enough down his arms to restrict his movement, almost as if Naruto had him tied and ready for whatever he was planning, but in reality, it was accidental. What Naruto really wanted was soon show. He leaned downward and planted his lips gently against Sasuke's neck, steamy breath cascading over his sensitive flesh as Naruto continued along. He kissed from the side of his neck to the front, then kissed his collar bone and down to his chest. He grinned up at Sasuke, an impish grin, the kind only Naruto could pull off without looking goofy. Why he grinned? Because his lips closed around Sasuke's nipples in turn, suckling and running his tongue in circles to stimulate the tender nubs.
Sasuke had been resisting it, but after that his moans echoed, bouncing off of the walls of the, 'cave', a blush creeping along his cheeks. "Naruto, wait..", he panted, but the hyper, overeager Naruto didn't halt his advances at all. In fact, he started to unzip his orange outfit, sliding it free over his shoulders and off his back. He tossed it aside, revealing his seal-strewn stomach to Sasuke. Sasuke ran his fingertips along Naruto's stomach, along his sides and up to his shoulders, clinging to him.
Naruto couldn't resist that signal. He leaned in again, plush lips meeting plush lips, tongue against tongue, circling and flicking around and against one another. Their breathing was heavy and sensual, laced with the primal lust both had felt for one another since a few years previous. Naruto clung to his lust for Sasuke because he felt safe around him, having watched him surpass him again and again. Now, though, he had Sasuke vulnerable, in his arms, clinging to him like a needy child. Sasuke clung to his lust for Naruto because he'd been the only one to understand him, to try and help, the only one who'd been a true friend and risked everything to protect him from a fate he'd chosen himself.
These things fueled the pair as they kissed and explored, tongues and lips, fingers and palms touching every inch of each others body. Naruto took the initiative quite suddenly and slipped Sasuke's loose, 'trousers' down slightly, only to his thighs though, exposing what Naruto had lusted for, for every waking moment during their time apart, and most of their time together too. Sasuke shook his head, as if so say, 'no', but a gentle kiss on the lips had him blushing again, admitting defeat. He wanted this just as much as Naruto did. "Sasuke, I don't think I can be gentle.. Please forgive me, I want this too much..", Naruto groaned, unzipping his orange-jumpsuit pants and leaning in. His own lust was overwhelming him, as was Sasuke's, and they both wanted what was about to happen desperately. Naruto thrust forward..
A couple of hundred kilometres away, Tobi sat, waiting. Sasuke was late. He'd been useful up until he'd learned the truth, but now Tobi needed to rid Sasuke from this world. Konoha would fall without his help, he knew that much. He'd scheduled a meeting with the young sharingan-user specifically to fight him, to defeat him, and yet.. where was he? Angered, Tobi stood. "I'll find this kid and kill him, wherever he is..", he practically growled to Kabuto, who just grinned and nodded. Kabuto too, had almost outlived his usefulness. That was a matter for another time, however. For now, he needed his army of the undead/white zetsu's to distract the joint Shinobi forces.
Tobi jumped forward, high, into a thicket of trees, a large forest. He couldn't tell where Sasuke might be, but Kabuto's sources had managed to get some information. The Valley of the end. The kid was most likely still there, battling with the person Konoha had sent to discuss terms with him. Heh, he thought. Discuss terms with him? Not a chance. That kid is stubborn, he wouldn't agree to anything. He'd more likely murder the poor fool who'd agreed to that suicide mission. Maybe Sasuke would even be weakened? Could explain his lateness. Maybe Tobi could pick him off without wasting much energy, or Chakra. He could only hope he was so lucky.
Not far from the Valley of the End now. Just a few kilometres... fifteen minutes at most.