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WARNING: Yaoi, meaning boy-love, lies below and beyond. DO NOT READ if you are not of the appropriate age or do not like yaoi. You have been warned. Smut also lies ahead, and plenty of it, so watch out.

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I must tell you, while I cannot help adding some sort of plot to all my stories, this series is mostly smutty smuttiness, and most chapters will attest to that. There is drama and romance, but most of the time I shall be drawing on the secret little perv corner in my mind. You have been doubly warned.

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Chapter 4:

Naruto yawned and stretched blissfully sore muscles once he was done with his morning training. "Ahh. Now for breakfast."

Usually, he would head home for a lonely bowl of cereal, or order a ramen bowl to have by himself. But today, things were different. He wanted to eat with his lover. Because after yesterday, Sasuke was his boyfriend, whether the broody bastard liked it or not.

He stretched again, feeling more satisfied and relaxed than he had in a long time. Possibly in his life! He came so hard last night he felt like he never needed sex again. Or at least until he saw Sasuke.

"Good morning, Teuchi-san," Naruto greeted Ichiraku's owner brightly.

"Morning, Naruto. I thought you might be coming by today," Teuchi said with a closed-eyed smile. He started preparing the ramen instantly.

"Actually, Teuchi-san, I won't be eating here. I'd like two of the usual, to go."

The owner looked back at him in pleasant surprise. "My, my. Having breakfast with someone today, are we?" He laughed at Naruto's enthusiastic nod. "In that case, only my best for such a special occasion."

Naruto would have been insulted that having breakfast with anybody else was considered such a rarity. Except it was! Naruto had a lot of friends, but no one intimate enough to eat with on a regular basis.

Naruto picked up the bag containing the treat and jogged off home. He wondered if Sasuke was still asleep. When he'd woken up for his training –and he almost didn't- he carried his unconscious lover to his home and set him down gently in his bed.

Not once did the Uchiha stir or wake up, and Naruto worried that maybe he had been a little too rough the previous night after all, though Sasuke seemed to enjoy every moment of it.

"I'm home!" he cried in greeting once inside. "Sasuke, are you still here?" He placed the bag on the kitchen table and poked his head into his room. Instantly, he heard the shower running, and exhaled in relief that the Uchiha hadn't left.

Whoa! A wet Sasuke, he thought with shockingly renewed lust.

But he didn't barge in like he wanted to. He didn't want Sasuke to feel like he had no privacy just because they had slept together, or because he was in Naruto's house.

Plus, he knew Sasuke valued his space. So while he waited, Naruto busied himself with fixing the table for their meal.

A little later, the Uchiha came out with his hair dripping and Naruto's last fresh towel around his narrow hips. The blonde nin swallowed convulsively and forced himself to cool down. Why was he so turned on by the guy all of a sudden? He'd always been drawn to him, but this he hadn't seen coming.

"Dobe. You don't have a single pair of clean pants or clean shirts."

"Eh? Sure I do. In my-"

"I don't like orange. Don't you have anything else?"

"Uh…I guess I have something with my old stuff. I'll look around. Come have breakfast!" he invited him and went into his room to search.

Sasuke stared silently at the two steaming bowls. When Naruto got back, the dark nin hadn't moved yet.

"Waiting for me?" the blonde asked with a playful smirk.

"Waiting for some clothes," Sasuke retorted and grabbed the black shirt and black pants. Naruto watched him go back into the room to change, and wondered how Sasuke's mood was this morning (the morning after). Did he regret what happened? Or worse: was Naruto just a one-night stand for him? 'It was nothing I haven't done before', he'd said about the first time they made out.

A dark, crawling thing bloomed and began expanding in his belly, but he squashed it down. He refused to submit to paranoia.

Sasuke stepped out, finally dressed. "You look good," Naruto breathed. The way his old clothes clung to the Uchiha's every hollow and muscle yanked him out of his reverie almost too effectively.

Sasuke grunted and sat down, ignoring his bowl. "Your shampoo's almost out."

"All right. I'll get a couple more today."

Naruto watched guiltily as Sasuke fidgeted uncomfortably in his seat. The Uchiha might have enjoyed the sex, but perhaps Naruto shouldn't have taken him so vigorously, or for so long.

The blonde sat across from his partner and picked up his chopsticks enthusiastically. "Ittadakimasu!" he announced and dug in. "Having breakfast with you is great," he said between mouthfuls, avoiding the question he really wanted to ask, since he knew Sasuke wouldn't appreciate it: are you all right?

Sasuke just glanced at his bowl, and then at Naruto. "You eat ramen in the morning?" he asked with a touch of disbelief.

"Sometimes. I need it for energy, to keep training hard. You don't like it?"

"It's fine." He shrugged and sat down. He picked up his own chopsticks and began to eat slowly.

The fact that the Uchiha was eating with him so willingly brought a contentment and happiness to Naruto that he rarely experienced, especially since the person sharing his meal was his friend, lover, and even his love –if he let himself think it.

"Are you going to train now, or would you like to hang around a little longer?" he asked after a while.

Sasuke gave him an annoyed look. "I'm going training, of course. You're not the only one who needs to."

"Of course. I just meant-" He wracked his brain for something that wouldn't tick the dark nin off. 'Because you need to recover' or 'you might be in pain' were out. "I like having you around. I thought if you didn't feel like it, we could hang out instead." He grinned nervously. Boy, it was like trying to dodge missiles; Sasuke hated being treated like an invalid.

"Hmm. I wouldn't be a good ninja if I stopped training just because I didn't feel like it."

"It was just a thought. Relax!" Naruto exclaimed, raising his hands in placation.

Sasuke grunted and got up. "Fine. I'm going. Thanks for breakfast."

"You're-" He faltered when the Uchiha slammed the door behind him, and wondered if Sasuke would come back, or even talk to him again without another 'first move'. "-welcome…"

The sun was on its last breath over the horizon when Naruto started out in search of Sasuke. They had no missions at the moment, and the blonde thought he'd spar a little with the darker teen before retiring for the day.

Actually, Naruto was a little worried Sasuke had trained himself into exhaustion, considering they usually bumped into each other long before now. Maybe Sasuke was more physical worn out than the blonde had anticipated, and training had sapped the rest of his strength and was now lying unconscious somewhere!

"So where is he?" he wondered aloud.

"Sasuke's still training in the forbidden forest," the answer came out of nowhere.

Naruto spun around with an angry glare. "Kakashi-sensei. Stop doing that!"

The white-haired nin only smiled innocently. "You did ask."

"I wasn't asking you. I would have figured out where he was on my own. And stop sticking your nose where it doesn't belong."

The jounin clucked in offense. "Now, is that any way to speak to your teacher? Really, if I hadn't stuck my –interfered, you wouldn't have gotten together at all."

Naruto blushed darkly and turned in the direction of the forest. "Fine. Good night," he called over his shoulder.

"Already? I'm impressed."

Ignoring the insinuation, Naruto marched on purposefully.

At the entrance to the forest, Naruto watched a couple of tree trunks fly over his head. Sasuke was here all right. It looked like the Uchiha was practicing his improved Chidori technique. It was bigger, noisier, more devastating, and put Sasuke out like a light afterwards. Shit!

"Hey! How's it going?" he greeted loudly from a safe distance, hands on hips.

Sasuke, panting, turned to him in surprise. "What are you doing here?"

Naruto linked his hands over the back of his neck and grinned. "Checking up on you to see if you've killed yourself. How many times have you used the new Chidori?"

Sasuke raised a brow and straightened. "Four times."

Naruto felt his face draining of color. "WHAT? Are you nuts? That many times could kill you!" He marched angrily toward the Uchiha, ignoring the dark nin's contemptuous glare. "You were going to do it again, weren't you, Teme?"

"That's none of your business. I can take more of it now than the last time you saw me use it, dobe. It's called training."

They were standing almost nose-to-nose, glaring, when Sasuke's knees gave out and he fell backwards.

With an alarmed cry, Naruto caught him and pulled the dark nin to his chest. Almost instantly, Sasuke shoved away from him and stood on his own, legs visibly trembling. "I'm fine," he snapped, but not a minute later of trying to walk on his own, he fell to his knees, panting with exertion.

Naruto was at his side, and this time he allowed no argument, simply throwing the dark teen over his shoulder and starting off.

Despite his obvious weakened state, Sasuke kept cursing and demanding that Naruto put him down. "You're coming to my place," Naruto informed him coolly. "I have all the necessary first-aid equipment to treat your wounds, and I can take care of you better there."

"I don't need you babying me. And I can walk on my own, bastard!" Sasuke hissed at his back.

"Shut up, Sasuke. You took it too far and now you have to live with the consequences: me," Naruto said smugly.

They went into the apartment, through the living room and into the bedroom. There Naruto laid his teammate. "Stay here a minute. I'll be right back," the blonde ordered and disappeared.

Sasuke grit his teeth in both pain and anger. He wanted to get up and get the hell out of there. Who did the dobe think he was, forcing him to come here? But all the struggling had taken away whatever strength he had left and he couldn't even raise his legs off the mattress. "Shit." He fell back onto the pillow, panting and struggling to stay awake.

The next thing he knew, it was nighttime, and the scratches and bruises on his arms and legs were cleaned and bandaged. He gingerly looked around him in the candle-lit room.

"Feeling better?"

Sasuke's head snapped to a chair propped against the wall near him. He blinked several times to clear the sleep from his eyes and tried to make out the blob in the darkness more quickly.

The bright blue of Naruto's eyes was the first thing he could make out in the limited light, so well did they reflect it. Naruto was watching him through half-lidded, sleepy eyes. "I was worried you'd get a fever from all that training," he said with a smirk.

The Uchiha turned away, a light flush on his cheeks. "I'm fine. You didn't have to go to all this trouble. I would have been fine on my own, even if I had spent the night recovering in the forest."

"I know, I know." Naruto waved him off and gave a big yawn. "But when I care about someone, I can't help lending a hand. I know you're strong," he clarified again. The blonde couldn't see the Uchiha's face, but he could tell that he'd flustered him.

"Well, anyhow, since you're OK, I guess I'll go to sleep." He straightened his chair and got up. "Good night," he said on another yawn.

"Where are you going?" the Uchiha asked in surprise.

"To the couch in the living room. If you need anything, just call me. Unless…" Naruto turned to him with a hand softly scratching his belly under his shirt. "you want me to sleep with you. That is, next to you."

"Naruto." Sasuke glared.

The blonde laughed jovially. "Relax! I wouldn't do anything now. You need to heal. And I would never force you to do anything with me." The blonde waved at him one last time and left.

Sasuke felt his body begin to heat up and thanked God Naruto wasn't there to sense it. Never before had he felt this sexually drawn to anyone. But now that it had happened, did it have to be to that idiot? Sasuke had always been fascinated by Naruto, whether he showed it or not, but never would he have foreseen that a kiss would open the floodgates to…to this.

He had enjoyed the things they did last night. More than he thought possible. It left him sore and aching, yet fresh, invigorated, and wanting more. Still, he didn't want the fox to think they would do that often, or that it would be a regular thing, because Sasuke refused to get attached to the fool.

His body wanted sex with him and none other, but he wouldn't give in so easily. No Uchiha had ever been reduced to a sex-obsessed male (or female) and that wasn't going to stop with Sasuke. He had a few lovers, but they were always casual. Sasuke didn't need a real lover. All he needed was to focus on getting stronger, and getting Naruto the hell out of his system.

The next morning, Naruto woke up to find his houseguest gone. Having wanted to give him a good morning kiss –that could have maybe developed into more- he was fairly disappointed. "Maybe next time," he told himself dejectedly.

Later that afternoon, he made his way to the forbidden forest and managed to convince his mulish teammate to put off using his new Chidori a fourth time until he recovered more fully. He suspected Sasuke knew the reasons behind this advice were not purely therapeutic.

Naruto himself was fairly embarrassed about his sudden surge in sexual desire, but he wasn't the type of guy to deny himself something he enjoyed or loved if it wasn't harmful. And how could sex with Sasuke harm anyone? Naruto's character and values were unchanged, despite the appetite flip, and that's what mattered. Right?

That night, it was Sasuke who made the first more. Sexually, at least.

They both went to Naruto's apartment to get medicine for an insect bit, and Naruto didn't know if it was the familiar surroundings or some energy Sasuke had left over from training, but the blonde wasn't complaining.

He was currently being sucked off on his couch, the brunette bobbing over his lap almost languidly. It drove the blonde crazy, but he didn't dare protest the slow pace yet, just in case it got Sasuke out of whatever mood he was in. and watching Sasuke sucking on him was…it was…Naruto never thought he's see the day, even though he'd ridden Sasuke's ass not a couple of days ago. Head was different. Somehow, it was more vulnerable, and it meant a lot to Naruto that Sasuke was doing that for him. It felt pretty damn awesome too.

Naruto couldn't help the groan of protest when Sasuke let his member slip out of his mouth. But then Sasuke climbed over him and kissed him.

Naruto made an effort not to devour the brunette right then and flip him over on his back. He had a feeling Sasuke wanted to set the pace and do things his way this time. So he'd let him.

Naruto was sucking on the lush lips and battling with his lover's tongue when a finger made its way to his ass. He jumped soundlessly but kept kissing the brunette, only gasping once when the finger slipped inside him.

Apparently, Naruto was bottoming tonight.

He spread his legs and raised his hips, winning a moan of approval from Sasuke. The Uchiha was pumping two fingers, and then three inside him before Naruto knew what was happening. The blonde bit his lip and screwed his eyes shut against the sting.

"You done this before, Naruto?" the dark nin asked, nuzzling the blonde's cheek.

Naruto opened his eyes and then his mouth, only to jerk against the Uchiha with a wail as his prostate was massaged. He panted and threw his head back as each stroke of fingers rubbed against his sweet spot.

"Yes, Naruto?"

"Ah. Er…N-no. Not…not really," he answered with difficulty, hips jerking.

"Not really? What do you mean?"

Naruto swallowed and closed his eyes before answering: "I practiced…with my shadow clones," he confessed in embarrassment, and then uttered a deep groan as his spot was stroked again.

"I thought so. Top or bottom?" Sasuke asked, smirking and undulating against Naruto's body, rubbing their cocks together and making himself and the blonde moan.

"Mmm! B-both."

"So you're used to it," Sasuke surmised, pulling out his fingers.

"No," Naruto panted, finally opening his eyes and staring at Sasuke. "It won't be the same with you," he said with a playful smirk, and Sasuke leaned over him with his own smile.

"You bet your ass it won't be," Sasuke whispered against his lips and kissed him. Slowly and lingeringly. It was almost sweet and romantic, if a cock hadn't nudged Naruto's hole at that instant, and then started to slip inside.

The blonde gasped, breaking the kiss, and clenched his jaw in pain. There was lubricant, but it didn't null the pain completely. "Relax, relax," Sasuke chanted against him softly, but never stopped slipping deeper into him. Slowly and consistently. Only stopping when he was all the way inside, his scrotum flush against Naruto's ass.

Naruto was stiff as a log, willing the unholy sting to go away. None of his clones had caused him that much pain. But then again, Sasuke's dick was a bit bigger than his.

Bastard.

"Naruto. If you don't relax, this is going to take longer, and I really want to move," Sasuke told him calmly, rubbing his sides soothingly. Naruto let out a deep breath and tried to do just that. He liked the fullness, even if the sting wasn't so much fun. This was a real person filling him, making love to him. This was Sasuke.

Naruto cried out as Sasuke started pumping inside him, as if the dark nin knew the moment Naruto was ready. He didn't thrust hard, but long and deep, and it made the blonde squirm and arch under him. "Sasuke!" he yelled.

"Yes, Naruto?" Sasuke answered through clenched teeth, still moving against him.

Naruto panted loudly, the sound punctuated by a noisy moan or a sharp cry. His hands clenched the cushions under him, his legs clenching Sasuke's thighs. "Sasuke," he groaned on a particularly deep thrust that rubbed hard against his prostate. Ooh, that wonderful prostate!

"Tell me, Naruto," Sasuke asked again, liking the way the blonde was yelling his name and wanting more of it. So he angled his hips and started thrusting a little faster. This caused the blonde to wail loudly and arch so high against him he had barely any room to move.

"Arrgh! Shit. This is…Uh! Sasuke," he gasped, sweat pouring in rivulets down his face and body, the same way it was pouring from Sasuke's. "Faster. Fuck me faster, Sasuke," he groaned.

Panting, Sasuke gave a feral grin and started slamming into the blonde under him. Naruto howled and clung to the brunette, thrusting his hips against the lunges and milking his cock between their bellies.

It was a dark side of heaven, being on the receiving end of gay sex, and Naruto loved it. His clones didn't even come close to giving him this much pleasure. But then Naruto didn't love them the way he loved Sasuke.

He knew he should be freaking out about this revelation, but right now he was just too-

"Hah! Sasuke! Coming…Coming. Coming," he wailed and came between their bodies, his clenching channel pulling a cry from the Uchiha moving frantically above and inside him.

Sasuke sped up, slamming against the blonde harshly half a dozen more times before coming with a guttural yell.

Naruto groaned as Sasuke collapsed on top of him, already feeling the soreness in his ass. And yet he couldn't help smiling blissfully as aftershocks from his orgasm rippled through his body.

Thank God there were no missions tomorrow.

To Be Continued…

Yay to more plot! I guess I was making up for the depravity of the last chapter. With plenty of depravity in this one too. Lol! Tell me what you think.

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