Zissors: So I decided that I'm too lazy to start over and might as well just switch to third person. I hope I'm not making Sasuke too horny all the time.
Please review and tell me if you think I did a better job at third person then first person.
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Itachi grinned, camera in one hand developed pictures in the other. 'You're mine now Sasuke-kun.' Blue eyes hidden beneath closed tanned lids, blonde hair pushed against the maroon paint of Sasuke's bedroom wall. Naruto's pants were at his knees while a certain raven was giving him a blowjob. Itachi stared enviously at the picture for a moment.
'When Otouto finds out what I plan for these pictures, he'll comply.' A second picture presented Naruto naked from the waist down with Sasuke collapsed next to him. Itachi remembered Sasuke's face from the night before as the two entered the dining room. It was indifference maybe a little angry while Naruto's brimmed with confidence.
The dinner was a quiet one. Excluding Sakura's meek small talk with his parents, they ate in silence. After the dinner, Sasuke left with Naruto as soon as he could while Sakura insisted, actually demanded, that Itachi walk to her door. There she requested a good-night kiss.
Itachi grimaced at the memory, but it was necessary that he 'dated' Sakura in order to get Sasuke. She was just a small bump in the road to getting him. Glancing at the digital alarm clock that sat outside of the bathroom on his dresser, Itachi decided that it was time to sleep. 2 a.m flashed in red numbers, and tiredly Itachi lay in his bed, scheming as usually till he slept.
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'They were back against the maroon wall of his bedroom at his parent's home except Naruto was kissing him back. Sasuke's felt his arms raising to Naruto's side, both of them multi-tasking. He felt an arousal growing as he grinded into Naruto who moaned back.
The wall echoed as they continued moving against each other, not worrying over his moans or the pounding of the wall Sasuke felt himself joining Naruto's mewls. Nuzzling against Sasuke's neck, the blonde gave an experimental lick. Reacting, Sasuke found himself kissing Naruto deeply, their tongues mingling. Tasting exactly as he would imagine Naruto to taste, of ramen and oranges, Sasuke groaned at the old sensations buzzing through his body.
Shit, he thought into his dream, I'm dreaming again. He sighed.'
He blinked his eyes open finding Naruto in his arms or rather his arms around Naruto. The blonde never crossed over to Sasuke's side but somehow Sasuke always seemed to wake up wrapped around Naruto, and wrapped up in other predicaments too.
Cursing himself, Sasuke groaned as his hard-on brushed against Naruto's leg. Struggling to find escape from the tanned arms suddenly engulfing him, Sasuke cautiously slid his left arm from Naruto's shoulder. The blonde made a sound, freezing him in further action. Waiting for the blonde to still his movements felt like an eternity. Please stop moving, oh god please don't wake up, Sasuke panicked again. Already the dobe was making him panic and it wasn't even past sun rise either.
Finally he had removed himself from Naruto's clutches. Their bedroom lead to a bathroom, Sasuke's destination at the time. Nothing woke up Naruto, so a cold shower wouldn't bother the dobe at all. Even if the stupid dobe was so naïve to think that a blowjob means 'I don't like you, I like my brother.' Or maybe or just maybe the dobe would be a little, maybe just a little bothered that Sasuke had actually had a wet dream about him.
"Sa-"the soft mumbled of the first syllable of something that sounded an awful lot like Sasuke made Sasuke turn as he heard Naruto groan in his sleep. Maybe the dobe wasn't as naïve as he had let on? "-k" Sasuke listened intently and for a moment he really believed that the idiot was screwing with him in his sleep. Forget pissing him off awake, pissing him off while sleeping made him ten times more annoyed.
'If he's going to screw with me right now then what am I to do them to screw with him back?' thought the Uchiha. Climbing back into their shared bed, Sasuke scrambled on top of Naruto planning to act out the remnants of his most recent dream. Grinning almost sadistically, Sasuke grinded himself against Naruto, relishing in his scent.
'You know, Uchihas are supposed to be stoic and not give into raging hormones.' Sasuke frowned, glaring inwardly to his conscience. 'Don't you have an appointment with Itachi on how Uchihas don't sexually harass other Uchihas?' He was caught off-guard as Naruto begin moving back against his own hips, rocking them in the same rhythm.
Adventurously Sasuke dipped his head to Naruto's pink lips. He tasted just like how Sasuke had imagined him, ramen and oranges. There was a deep boiling feeling in Sasuke as he felt his release coming, not wanting to ruin the sheets Sasuke ran to the bathroom.
Thinking to himself all the while, 'Why did I think of doing this earlier?' 'Well let's see, you could get caught and you could get caught.'
Yeah his conscience was probably right, that was the first time he had ever tried doing anything to Naruto while he was sleeping. Because before it just seemed wrong. A flash of red from embarrassment and anger flashed across Sasuke's face. Yeah and before he hadn't confessed his love for Naruto and given him a blowjob only to interpreted by the blonde dumbass as a scheme to woo his older brother.
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Beep! Beep! Beep! Naruto clumsily switched the ringing alarm clock off. He yawned, waving his arms about, searching for the teme. 'Wonder where the bastard is now.' He yawned again, his mouth stretching to its full length. "Shit!" he tripped over the shits, bounded to his legs for some obscure reason. 'Did…did something happen last night?'
Hurriedly he got dress, it was Saturday and he had to work. Jiraiya was probably about to fire his ass if he was late again. 'Damn pervert, it's not like the world is going to end if I can't bring in the new boxes of porn.'
"Welcome to Icha Icha Paradise how may I help you?" the confused voice of Kiba Inuzuka worried Naruto until he saw his friend. Laughing he finally found that he was able to piece together words into a sentence to ask, "Kiba, dude, what are you wearing?"
Staring angrily at him, or so it appeared, Kiba donned an eye mask containing two angry sewed on eyes. "It was Lee's idea. I was trying to think of a way to still work her without like cheating on Hinata, so he came up with this idea."
Continuing to laugh, Naruto heard the bell chime as Jiraiya entered the adult store. Choking as he saw his employee, Jiraiya scowled. "Eh brat, you're going to scare away all the ladies." Rolling his eyes, Naruto quickly replied, "Pervy sage, the only people we get that come through are teenage boys and a hand full of really creepy middle-aged men."
"I was wondering if the new Icha Icha has came out," a calm voice asked. Covering his one of his eyes and his mouth an eye patch and bandanna gave the man the look of a bandit while his stealthy-ness could be called ninja-like. Silver bangs flowed against his skin, a battered version of Icha Icha nestled within his palms. "Why speak of the devil, if it isn't one of those creepy middle-aged men," Naruto mumbled only earning an elbow stab from Jiraiya. "Brat be nice to him, he's a regular."
"Ah so Kakashi did you enjoy the Icha Icha I recommended?" Jiraiya asked in a nicer tone. "Well it was…" Blocking out the conversation, Naruto journeyed into the stock room. Listening to Kakashi and Jiraiya discuss porn was not something he enjoyed. "Oi, Naruto mind helping me out? I can't see a thing through this mask."
"Well dog-breathe, I can't imagine what else an eye-mask is suppose to do." Naruto said sarcastically.
"Help me anyways, I'm only doing this for Hinata." Kiba's outstretched arms felt Naruto's warm hand pulling him into a wall. "HEY! What was that for?"
"Just testing if you could really not see. Treat me to ramen and I'll help," the blonde grinned wickedly. Oh how he loved getting free ramen. "Fine, you manipulating bastard."
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Meanwhile trying to enjoy his own lunch, Sasuke bit into the tuna sandwich. He sighed. 'I hate my job.' He worked under his father, so quitting was out of the question. All he did was really just playing secretary for his father. Taking calls, making coffee, anything his father told him too. Although he worked part time only, another secretary had been hard for the majority of the week.
He shivered, visualizing the annoying and pushy Karin always vying for his attention. She was just so determined. His lunch was finished, and a figure was approaching him. 'Great, just fucking great. Another determined bastard I have to deal with.'
"Why hello little brother, I saw the most interesting thing the other night," Itachi's thumb connected with his face and Sasuke felt the urge to connect his fist with Itachi's face. "Tsk, tsk that anger of yours."
A manila envelope was plopped onto the white table. "What's in it?" Cautiously prodding at the envelope like it contained a bomb, Sasuke pushed it away fearing its contents. "Why don't you take a look Otouto?"
Undoing the small string connecting the two flaps of papers, Sasuke stared hard at the pictures. What. The. Fuck. Is. Itachi. Thinking. He threw the pictures back. "Aw you don't want to keep them?" snickered an amused Itachi.
"What-What are you going to do with those pictures?" He stuttered at first but gained his composure, acting panicked could only worsen the ordeal especially around Itachi. "Oh, what do you want me to do with them?" He grinned sadistically, enjoying the squirming Sasuke, "I could show them to father. He might disown you on the spot, you haven't told him either have you? Or I could show Sakura. How do you think Naruto will react to her thinking that he's gay? Maybe I could deliver them to Naruto himself. Do you think he'll take it as a joke? Or he is going to realize that maybe you do like him? Or I could keep them for myself. I do so love a submissive Sasuke-kun."
"You're sick," he growled.
"So many things I could do with these pictures. But the real question is Otouto, what shall you do to hide these pictures?" Itachi asked in a sly tone.
"I'll kill you," Sasuke growled, anger rolling off his entire body. Itachi was fucking blackmailing him. Both his father and Sakura couldn't find out about those pictures. Knowing Naruto, he would overreact and his father…His father was a completely different story.
"Oh you can kill me at the mansion at 8 tonight," Itachi winked. It was indefinitely cute how irate Sasuke was. "See you there or else." With the last whisper, Itachi whistled as he left.
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"Hey Sasuke-teme, I'm homeeee," sang Naruto as he entered their apartment. 'Hm, he's gone again.' Pulling out his cell phone, the numbers flashing 8:34 p.m, Naruto noticed a note left on the fridge. 'Be back at 10, don't wait up dobe.'
Grinning maniacally, Naruto snuck into the bedroom. Removing the second drawer to the right from the dresser situated in the middle of the north wall of their room, Naruto stuck his hand, searching for the missing portion of the wall where Sasuke hide all his secret possession.
Naruto remembered how he had discovered that Sasuke was gay. Being the nosy person he was Naruto had burrowed into Sasuke's last hiding spot. There he had found a gay magazine and nearly burst out laughing at how embarrassed the Uchiha had been.
'That's weird, never seen this before.' The garish yellow-tan of the envelope stood out. 'I wonder what's inside.' Opening the envelope, Naruto dropped it almost immediately after he had seen the pictures. This was so not funny, teme.
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