Title: A House That's Not A Home
Author's Note: New chapter! Aren't you excited? Well, what are you waiting for? Get reading! Shoo~! More from me later.
Pairing: SasuNaru/NaruSasu
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: AU, Smut, OoC, naughty-things
Summary: Sasuke comes home to stumble upon a boy on his doorstep who ends up living in his apartment and exchanging sex for rent.
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Disclaimer: Doesn't own Naru or Sasu! Naruto belongs to Kishi-sensei~
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Sasuke spent the rest of the day convincing himself that the only reason he'd had the dream was because his subconscious was trying to sort out the events of the previous day. It didn't mean he was into Naruto or anything; having sex dreams about people you weren't attracted to wasn't unheard of. In fact, it was probably an anxiety-sex dream. Nothing to worry about.
Naruto insisted on sleeping in his bed again that night – "It's so comfortable. I don't think I can go back to the couch now" – and Sasuke spent the first hour after he'd switched the lights out tense and terrified that Naruto was going to try something. He only relaxed once Naruto's breath became deep and even, rolling over and trying to ignore the niggling feeling that he might be a little bit disappointed.
He didn't have any dirty dreams that night, and when he woke up the next day, Naruto was even lying on his – not that it was actually his, since it was Sasuke's bed – own side of the mattress. It put him in such a good mood that he even decided to leave Naruto some leftovers in the fridge to have for breakfast once he woke up.
Once he was at work, though, things rapidly started to go downhill.
The morning was fine – average, but fine. He had Naruto on his mind, but that was only because he was spending his time between calls trying to find possible jobs and housing for him so he could stop messing up Sasuke's life and move out on his own. It was only after Sasuke's officemate went off to get lunch and he was left alone behind his desk that his day started to go down the pipes. He was updating the employee contact information, a fairly monotonous job that didn't require him to concentrate too hard, and letting his mind wander, when he realised that his thoughts had drifted to Naruto in a less than innocent way.
He obviously hadn't meant them to; one thing had just led to another, and before he knew it, he was recalling the way Naruto's body had felt, pressed snugly against him, the way his lips had felt as he'd trailed kisses down his neck. His hand was between his legs before he realised it was even moving, cupping his rapidly hardening cock through his pants.
It occurred to him briefly that he was at work, but his officemate wouldn't be back for another 20 minutes, the door was pulled to, and his lower body was hidden behind his desk. He knew he should be terrified by the fact that anyone could walk in on him at any time, but that didn't stop him from rubbing at the bulge of his cock through his suit. The fact that it was the thought of Naruto he was getting hard over didn't stop him either; rather, the memory of Naruto's soft mouth and bold hands spurred him on, overriding his inhibitions, and he unzipped his fly and slid his hand into his pants.
Sasuke squeezed himself through his boxers, letting out a sharp breath as his hand closed around his erection. His clothes were doing nothing but constrict him, and he fiddled with his belt, undoing it so he could slide his suit pants down to his knees. Once they were out of the way, he did the same with his boxers in a fit of daring, leaving his desk as the only thing hiding his naked cock from the eyes of anyone who might walk in. He fisted himself, thoughts drifting back to the soft touch of Naruto's wandering fingers, and his mind was happy to conjure up a fantasy of them on him, stroking and teasing until he had Sasuke so hard it hurt.
Even with his desk obscuring his lower half, it was easy to tell what he was doing; flushed cheeks, glazed eyes, and ragged breath coming from wet, parted lips coupled with his arm moving up and down would've made it obvious to anyone who saw that Sasuke was masturbating on the job.
Somehow though, in his current state, the idea of getting caught actually got him hotter, and he spread his legs wide, leaning back in the chair.
When he slickened his hand with spit and started tugging on his cock again, Sasuke couldn't help his fantasy gravitating towards Naruto's mouth. He already knew those lips were deliciously, sinfully soft, and it wasn't much of a stretch to imagine how they'd feel on his dick. His mouth would be so hot and wet inside, and Sasuke couldn't help closing his eyes and imagining Naruto hidden under the desk, licking and sucking him while Sasuke transferred calls.
He started jacking himself faster, imagining how he'd hold the phone to his ear with one hand while using the other to grasp Naruto by the hair and guide his mouth up and down his cock; he'd try not to moan or grunt into the receiver when Naruto deep throated him, looking up with those impossibly wide, sweet eyes, or give himself away by thrusting between his lips as he came while talking to his oblivious officemate.
That image did it. Sasuke grabbed a tissue from his desk, covering the tip of his cock just in time. His hips jerked as he came into it, letting out an almost inaudible groan, stroking himself leisurely as he came down from his orgasm. His groan was when he realised what he'd just done was much more audible.
His officemate came back not long after Sasuke had gotten his pants back on and thrown out the tissue, waving him out the door and telling him to go have his lunch break. The first thing he did was rush to the bathroom, wash his hands and splash cold water on his face. What was wrong with him? He was still sure he didn't like guys, but that didn't explain his recent fascination with his new unwanted roommate. He supposed that you barely needed to squint for Naruto to look like a girl, but he certainly hadn't had boobs in Sasuke's fantasies or daydreams so far.
It was frustrating. His life had been so neat and organised, and Naruto had just come in and torn everything to shreds. This whole wet dream-fantasy thing was entirely his fault too, for putting the very idea in Sasuke's head. He decided he needed to redouble his efforts in finding Naruto a job and home, if only so his daydreams could start involving breasts again.
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A/N: A little bit of self-lovin' goes a long way, doesn't it guys? Well, keep your eyes peeled for the next chapter! I actually wanted to update yesterday but, I couldn't with all the hiccups in the system. Couldn't post a darn thing! Glad I could post today, though! See you next time. Send me some love or I'll make a man out of you!
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