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Chapter Nine: Now and Forever

"A little crush?" Sasuke repeated, running his fingers through Naruto's scalp and receiving a sheepishly pleased smile in reply. Naruto leaned in and rested his head on Sasuke's shoulder, still holding him captive on his lap. Sasuke stroked his hand over the boy's head a few times before feeling the hard clumps of paint conglomerating in the back of his hair. Sasuke leaned over with a sigh and looked at the streak of black acrylic on the back of the Namikaze.

"Did I really get that much paint on you?" he asked in some apathetic form of disbelief.

"Yes."

"Sorry," he chuckled. He wasn't as sorry as he said he was. "I owe you one, I guess."

"Oh?" Naruto perked up. "How are you going to repay me?"

Sasuke pursed his lips. "It's just a saying. I'm not doing anything for you," he told him sternly, arching his neck as Naruto's brusque lips made their way down the Uchiha's jawline. "So quit trying to butter me up."

"I'm not doing anything," he laughed innocently, wrapping a tendril of Sasuke's bangs around his index finger. He gingerly pushed the fringe behind Sasuke's ear and kissed his open cheek. Using the point of his nose, Sasuke pushed Naruto's jaw upward to meet him face-to-face. Sasuke greeted him with a kiss, his lips open and his tongue spilling into Naruto's mouth. Naruto grabbed Sasuke's thighs tighter and the bodyguard inched his torso closer to Naruto's, their groins close together.

Naruto broke apart in mid-kiss. "You really did ruin my favorite sweatshirt though," he reminded his watchdog. He felt the back of his sweatshirt, the cotton stiff and hard from the paint smeared across it. "You owe me some sort of compensation."

"Take it out of my paycheck," Sasuke whispered, less than a millimeter from his ear. He blew lightly into his eardrum and Naruto's shoulders crept up into his neck out of instinctual reaction to the bodily sensation.

"I prefer instant gratification, though," he whispered back, holding Sasuke by his neck. He kept his face inches from his own and surveyed over him again and again. His smooth, ivory skin...his warmly dark and calculating eyes...that glisteningly white crooked smile that was charmingly creeping over his soft, pale, pink lips. "You're something, you know that?" he told the Uchiha. "You're so perfect you're almost ugly."

Sasuke smirked in slight offense. "Wow, you really know how to sweet talk someone," he rolled his eyes. Naruto burst into a short laughter.

"Sorry," he laughed. "It was supposed to be a compliment." Sasuke grunted in response before abruptly kissing Naruto's lips and springing up to his feet. Naruto's lap felt empty and lonely the moment the Uchiha was gone and he pouted in a rebuttal. Sasuke smiled nicely and outstretched his arms to help up Naruto. Naruto latched on and got onto his feet, nearly dragging Sasuke back down as he did so.

Naruto looked out the window. He hadn't realized just how late it had gotten since he first came into the room to paint. It felt like moments ago, but the sky was dark now and the massive amounts of puddles sprawled across his patio and backyard said that hours had passed by. The rain was still pelting down quickly, tapping repetitively on the windows in quick, short drops.

"What time do you think it is?" Naruto looked curiously out the window.

"It was close to eight when I came down," Sasuke said with a stretch of his back. He cracked his neck subtly and eyed Naruto's work on his painting. "Jiraiya will be so proud," he said of the filled canvas. Naruto looked at the board, inspecting it from afar for the first time. He had to admit, he outdid himself with this one.

"He doesn't have to know it was me," he smiled at Sasuke.

"It's better than anything I could do," he admitted in reply. "I guess I owe you for saving me on this, too. If I had touched it, the whole thing would be in the trash by now."

"You owe me big time, then," Naruto cocked his neck and smiled handsomely at the Uchiha, who turned away to hide a flush. Naruto's starch white teeth against his tan skin was...captivating. Moreso than Sasuke usually saw. Maybe it was because Naruto was being genuine with his smile for the first time. Maybe it was because Naruto hides his genuine charm behind layers of bullshit and a spoiled temperament. Maybe it was because Sasuke was too busy swooning to even think straight anymore.

"How should I repay you, then? If you don't want to take it out of my paycheck, I mean," he said coyly. Sudden pangs of enjoyable anticipation shot through his inner thighs. He shoved his hands in his pockets and pinched his leg to keep his mind off of all of the ruinous ways he was planning on mauling the virginal homosexual. Naruto took the hint and smiled crookedly in response.

"I can think of a few things," he said. "But first things first: I need to shower." He tugged ruggedly at the paint clumps in his hair before stretching his arms over his head and ripping the dirty, painted sweatshirt off of his back, accidentally pulling up his shirt in a chain reaction. He quickly yanked it down, but moments after Sasuke could get a fast view of his sculpted abs.

"I'll be out soon," Naruto chuckled embarrassedly and walked out of the room.

"I'll be waiting," Sasuke replied quietly, moments after the Namikaze left. Naruto was too far up the staircase to hear his words.

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Naruto turned the faucet and watched as steam spooled out of the shower and filled his bathroom, almost instantly fogging up the mirror of his bathroom. He slid a damp hand over the glass and ripped his shirt off, inspecting himself.

He did a few quick turns in the mirror to glance at every angle of his body. It wasn't too bad. In fact, Naruto thought it was pretty damn good. Definitely above average. He wasn't quite sure exactly what would happen between him and Sasuke now that their feelings were put out on the table, but he wanted to make sure he was prepared. In a whirlwind of dizzying emotion, Naruto quickly tried to calculate just how many guys he assumed Sasuke had been with. Sasuke was good looking. Extremely good looking. He probably had only been with the cream of the crop. He was used to the best. Not only that, but he was one of the best. He was exceptionally dashing. He was polite and smart and handsome and powerful. Naruto couldn't expect Sasuke to settle for anything less than perfect, seeing as he was more than perfect. In that moment of thought, Naruto scoped himself out and became frustratedly abashed and insecure with his being. What if he wasn't good enough? He was great amongst Konoha standards, but that's because he was Minato Namikaze's son. Sasuke was not a citizen of Konoha. He was worldly. He knew far more than what the average Konoha citizen knew. He was an Uchiha - and he didn't care how much weight Naruto's last name carried. What if he didn't see him as something great? The idea terrified Naruto.

He let the mirror fog up with moist air. He didn't want to look at himself anymore. He may be open to the idea of getting physical with Sasuke, but maybe the lights should stay off for their first encounter - if it were to ever happen, that is.

Naruto tucked his foot into the shower before adjusting the water temperature and hopping in. He dunked his head under the running water and leaned the crown of his head against the tile, allowing the steady flow of water to drench his hair and loosen up all of the hard paint. He watched as the dying paint streaks filled up rivers of water falling from his arms and turned them dark. After a few moments he lathered his hand with shampoo and scrubbed the rest of his hair clean, the foamy suds becoming a grayish hue.

Naruto breathed loudly through his nose and began cleaning the rest of his body, scrubbing each limb until it was pink and raw. Soap may not do him justice. He was always just 'sort of clean' - certainly never as clean as Sasuke was. The thin layer of film over his skin was something he didn't ever want his Uchiha counterpart to see firsthand. It would have to go.

After washing his body, Naruto stood still, letting all of the soapy clumps wash off of him. He watched motionlessly as they crowded around the drain, fighting about which sudsy puddle would be the first to go down. Naruto stared blankly at them as they wrestled their way down the drain and disappeared.

Just then two hands softly crept around Naruto's chest and hugged onto him tightly. He felt a taller, wet body close to his and immediately flipped around and skidded away, clumsily slamming his back to the cold tiled wall of the shower.

"Wh-What are you doing!" he exclaimed. "What are you naked for!?" he looked away, mortified. His arms jumbled around to hide his body parts.

"As if you don't know what a guy looks like naked?" Sasuke quipped. He placed a hand on his naked hip and smirked wildly at the Namikaze. He had never seen the boy so flustered - except for the first time he kissed him when they were in the limousine together - but this what far better, seeing as now he was wet and naked.

"Yes, I know what men look like naked, I am one, after all," Naruto replied quickly, his tongue tumbling out nearly-indistinguishable words. The warm water felt like lava over his hot, bothered skin. He looked deeply into the soul of the shower curtain, refusing to look over at the Uchiha. He was too ashamed to have the Uchiha see him naked, and he was far too terrified to know what he looked like naked. Probably god-like.

"Well I need a shower, too," Sasuke continued.

"This one's occupied," Naruto muttered. He heard Sasuke take a step closer to him and he scrunched up his eyelids, refusing to acknowledge his presence. Moments later a hand was cupping his jaw and pulling his face forward. He felt Sasuke's wet lips crush onto his own and he intuitively wrapped his arm around Sasuke's. He didn't dare touch any part of him but his arm. As ready as he thought he was, he repeatedly told himself not to touch any part of Sasuke that he didn't have access to when they were both clothed.

Sasuke pulled away and rested his nose on Naruto's, slightly nuzzling him. Naruto blinked a few times and examined Sasuke's face.

"You look clean to me. Get out."

Sasuke took a step back and crossed his arms, insulted. "Will you relax? It's fine. You've been through prison, I think it wouldn't kill you to take a shower with someone," he said pointedly. "It saves water, after all," he added with a michevious smile. For once in his life, Naruto didn't trust that sly little smile. It was from a mouth of lust and dead ends. "Besides, you told me you wanted payment, right?"

Naruto breathed audibly and turned around, pressing his body against the wall. The damp tile was freezing compared to the hot water pouring down from above, but anything felt better than facing a naked Uchiha. His peripheral vision taught him enough about the male - he really was god-like.

"You have a nice ass." Naruto whipped around embarrassedly, grabbing the shower curtain and pulling it around his bottom half. Sasuke chuckled and watched as the blonde did so.

"Do you mind?" Naruto exasperated. No where felt safe to him.

"Nope," Sasuke laughed. Out of a petrified politeness, Naruto only stared at Sasuke's eyes, and made particular note to keep his attention averted from the rest of him. He didn't need to look at the rest of his naked body to know that it was perfection. Of course it was - it was Sasuke Uchiha, after all. He was standing casually as if he were walking through a park in the summertime rather than standing naked in a shower, facing off with an equally naked Namikaze heir. He was too confident. His nonchalant self-acceptance made Naruto feel even further reduced in his esteem.

"You're being very impatient you know," Naruto bit, his voice in a slight panic. "I was almost through in here."

"I'm not here for the shower, though," Sasuke replied simply-put. He began slowly stepping towards Naruto. He tried to back away, fisting a bunch of the shower curtain in his balled-up hand, but was already pressed against the wall. Sasuke met him, his body inches from touching the Namikaze's. His nose softly danced over Naruto's chin and lips and nose, before planting his lips on the blonde's.

Sasuke did well to respect Naruto's fearful boundaries, but a strong part of him want to ravage the boy in that shower. Naruto heartily kissed back, biting Sasuke's lip and sucking him into his mouth. He let go of the shower curtain with one of his hands and dragged it through Sasuke's thick, wet hair. Sasuke kissed him repeatedly on the mouth, trying to tease Naruto, but in the end it only teased himself. His fingers gently strode down Naruto's arm, tickling his nerves. He twirled his fingers around the boy's hand before gripping on tightly and forcing him to drop the shower curtain from his body. Naruto hesitantly complied with a gruff moan.

Sasuke pulled away and stared closely at Naruto's face. He groggily cupped his chin and pushed his jaw with a delicate force.

"Stop eye fucking me," Naruto whispered in a murmur. Drops of water from the shower head poured down over his face, his eye lashes heavy and blurring a portion of his vision. But he could see Sasuke. Nothing was going to keep him from seeing Sasuke anymore.

"I don't even know what that means," Sasuke scoffed in reply. He began kissing Naruto's jawline and down towards his neck. Naruto lifted up his jaw to give the Uchiha room to do so.

"You're undressing me with your eyes," he explained.

"You're already undressed, loser," Sasuke continued to kiss Naruto's collarbone. Naruto was grasping onto his back, clutching on for dear life as if Sasuke would disappear if he loosened his grip even a little bit. He breathed loudly with his mouth open and succumbed to the nice feeling that was Sasuke sucking on his bare, wet skin.

"You know what I mean," Naruto snapped, his voice quiet and gentle. His muscles were flinching from Sasuke's mouth on him, as if the butterflies in his stomach were flying all over his body and congregating wherever the bodyguard's wonderful lips landed. He dropped lower than his collarbone and began kissing Naruto's chest. His tongue slid around his nipple before he began kissing his stomach. Naruto noticed the male falling farther and farther onto his knees, but it never occurred to him that he was still naked. That they were both naked. That they were showering together. That they were hooking up - and that he loved it.

Sasuke's hands were wrapped around Naruto's bare thighs. He was lightly sucking on the blonde's upper hip, his mind racing with warnings. Naruto didn't want this. He was accepting it because it felt good, but Sasuke knew Naruto didn't want this. The last sexual advancement Sasuke made, he was shut down immediately. When Sasuke stepped into the shower, he was terrified instantly. Naruto was new and uncomfortable. He was fresh meat to the Uchiha. And as hard as he was trying to settle himself down and keep calm, the temptation of the Namikaze's gorgeously sculpted, naked, wet body before him was too difficult to resist. He was trapped between his desire and his mind. He kept kissing the boy, his lips furthering down. Sasuke was firmly kneeling on the floor now, mere inches away from Naruto's member.

Naruto jolted Sasuke from his concentration as he grabbed a fistful of hair on the crown of his head. Sasuke looked up at Naruto, who was staring down with a serious expression on his face.

"Don't even try it," he warned.

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "You don't even know what I'm going to do."

"I'm straight, I'm not an idiot. You know girls can give oral sex too, right? It's not an exclusively-gay sort of thing," he responded sassily. Sasuke shook the Namikaze's hand out of his hair and kissed his inner thigh. Naruto's knee cranked up from the touch of lips so close to his crotch, and he was forced to put effort into not accidentally kneeing his bodyguard.

"You've never even had oral," Sasuke muttered, kissing his thigh again.

"How do you know!?"

"I'm not stupid, Naruto-san."

"Don't call me 'san' when you're this close to my junk. It's improper." Sasuke snorted upon hearing Naruto's newfound attention to etiquette, and nibbled on his inner thigh. Naruto stayed silent after that, keeping a reluctant look on his face, his insides growing hot with anticipation. He secretly dared Sasuke to do it. He had done it before, which bothered Naruto, but he put that aside and tried to enjoy it, daring Sasuke to do it to him now.

Sasuke sucked heavily on Naruto's soft, vulnerable thigh, leaving a dark purple spot. He kissed it rapidly a few times in some misplaced apologetic love. His hand slowly crept towards Naruto's shaft before he dove in, grasping it firmly. Naruto took in a large breath as Sasuke's thumb and index finger wrapped around his penis. His hand clutched back onto Sasuke's hair out of a need for some sort of moral support. Sasuke, although hating his hair being grabbed so brutishly, allowed him to get his anxiety out of the way.

Sasuke kissed around his member in a clockwise motion, his nimble fingers motioning his shaft up and down lightly, allowing the virginal oral sex recipient to get used to the feeling. Naruto's knees were vibrating, his fists balled up so tightly his veins were increasing. Sasuke shifted his hand ever so slightly so that his mouth could kiss from the root of his member all the down his shaft. His hand clasped back around it and Sasuke licked the head, causing Naruto's hips to twitch forwardly.

"Sasuke," his voice in a terrified warn.

"Get over it," he muttered between kisses. "I'm an expert at this, I know what you'll like."

"Did you just admit to being a slut?"

Sasuke ignored his rude commentary and kissed the bottom of his penis before sucking lightly on his sac. Naruto violently jolted forward with a groan of hesitant pleasure. He stamped his foot down in the water, a puddle splashing up onto Sasuke's already-drenched body. He barely even felt the water. He barely even recognized that they were in a shower. He was focused. He was kissing Naruto Namikaze - and not just on the lips. He was a lucky gentleman by his own personal standards. And while he was confident in his own abilities to pleasure his suitors, kneeling in the presence of someone who had the ability to capture his interest so quickly was an incredibly daunting and new experience for him.

He left Naruto's sac after sliding his tongue over it a few more times, and wrapped his lips around Naruto's head. Naruto's back arched immediately with an incredulous moan, the fists in Sasuke's hair tugging, making Sasuke subconsciously wonder if he was going to go bald after this encounter.

"Sas...ke." His warn was non-threatening and barely heard. Sasuke lifted his shaft up and down slowly, his speed inching a bit faster each time. He sucked hard on the head, his tongue liberally lapping up over tip of it. Naruto was muttering some sort of Hail Mary under his breath, his grip pulling hard on Sasuke's hair and his legs straining to keep himself up. His muscles were tender and weak from working to not flex and swoon from Sasuke's gentle touch and open mouth.

Sasuke increased how fast his hand moved Naruto's shaft, and his mouth sucked hard over the tip, cleaning up any of the salty fluid that was accidentally spilling out from predetermination. Naruto moan audibly, his thighs closing in tightly on Sasuke's torso to keep him steady, pushing him away when the pleasure was too much, but pressing him close to his body when he craved even more. Sasuke wrapped his free arm around the Namikaze's meaty leg before Naruto frantically found it and held it, their fingers frustratedly intertwined. Sasuke felt as though Naruto was going to rip off not only his hair, but now also his hand, and sucked harder out of a slightly spiteful rage. Naruto let out an aggravated moan as his legs gave out. He pushed Sasuke away and slid down to the ground, his back to the wall. Sasuke repositioned before finding Naruto's member again and sucking hard. Naruto's hands returned to Sasuke's hair and free hand. He exhaled pleasurably, every so often his eyes rolling to the skies out of a disbelief that a man could make him feel so good - no, amazing.

Sasuke peeled his hand away from Naruto's and lovingly wrapped it around his waist. Naruto looked down and studied Sasuke as he worked. From the glimpses he could catch of the male between his own pleasurable flinches, he was flawless, even whilst eating out his own client. Naruto tried counting all of his thick, black eyelashes and admired all of the wet tresses sticking to his face. The way his eyes were closed and yet his hands still knew what to do and where to go to hit Naruto hard was exhilarating. His wet, pinkish lips were curled around the head of his dick and yet the Uchiha still looked politically immaculate. Naruto could only watch Sasuke's lips for a few moments before the feeling came to him. He shoved the Uchiha, his legs flailing.

"Get off, I'm gunna bust," he cried indignantly, confused as to why the Uchiha wouldn't budge. His mouth suctioned his penis harder and farther down and Naruto grit his teeth at the release of his semen. He closed his eyes tightly and rested his head back on the tiled wall, allowing the warm water to pelt down on his face as he breathed with exaggeration. His knees winced uncontrollably as his now-extremely sensitive tip was being squeezed out and licked up. Naruto looked down. Sasuke was looking up at him as he did so, before his arms climbed up to meet Naruto's face. Naruto leaned in and Sasuke instantly recoiled.

"I was just on your dick, you don't want my mouth-" Naruto grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer, his eager lips smashing into Sasuke's. Sasuke scrambled for a few seconds before kissing him back. Naruto pulled Sasuke's legs over his hips and held him, their penises resting on one another. Naruto hugged him closely and kissed his neck thankfully and happily before leaning back and relaxing, enjoying the view that was Sasuke Uchiha. Sasuke chuckled and ran his fingers through the blonde's wet hair. He brushed all of the wet hair off of his face and appreciated the handsome mug before him.

"I think you're perfect," Naruto whispered, his smile happy and well-nourished. Sasuke leaned in and kissed him again. Naruto licked his lips before sputtering and spitting out, the taste of his own salty seed in his mouth. He scraped his tongue with his finger and Sasuke laughed delectably in an 'I told you so' kind of way.

The two sat and stared at one another with a high degree of happiness fleeting over both of their faces. Naruto's big hands were wrapped around both of Sasuke's so that he couldn't leave even if he wanted to. He wasn't going anywhere. Ever. He was now and forever Naruto's, he decided. The decision was made. He wasn't straight. He wasn't gay, either. He was Sasuke's. And Sasuke was his. And he didn't feel any need to confirm or deny this situation with Sasuke because he was happy and Sasuke had just sucked him off. There wasn't a doubt in Naruto's mind now. He was cognizant of all of the trouble this will cause within the Uchiha clan and also the Konoha rumor mill and maybe even with his own family, but he didn't care. He didn't care what anyone was going to do or say because Sasuke Uchiha was perfect and he was perfect for him. He was smart and polite and impeccable and gorgeous and he kept Naruto in line and Naruto appreciated the care and sentiment that Sasuke put into making sure Naruto was kept in line. He understood why Jiraiya loved Tsunade now; yes, she was angry and violent and pushy, but Naruto understood it now. She always cared about him more than he cared about himself. And that was the most important thing in the world: to find someone who gives a shit about you even when you don't. Even when you've lost all respect for yourself and those you love. Even when you take your aggression out on people and hurt people emotionally and then physically and then hurt the cops who try to stop you. Even when you've hit rock bottom so many times and landed in prison so many times. Even when your father has spent hundreds and thousands of dollars to make sure you're happy and safe and yet you still don't care. And Sasuke did all of that. And he had only known Naruto for a few weeks. And yes he was being paid to guard his body, but Sasuke wasn't there for a paycheck anymore. He was there for Naruto. And he didn't need to confirm or deny this situation with Sasuke either, because he knew Sasuke felt this way. He saw it in the Uchiha's dark, satisfied eyes.

"We should have sex."

Sasuke's content smile drooped, first in confusion, and then in a grim expression.

"That doesn't sound like a good idea to me," he replied. The curve of Naruto's mouth drooped as well and he lifted his head off of the tile.

"Why not?"

"Why so," Sasuke said in response. "Blow jobs are one thing, but sex? Sex is...very different." He curled away from Naruto's lap slightly, and Naruto released the Uchiha's hands from his safe grasp.

"I think I'm ready," Naruto reiterated. "Sasuke, I really like you. And I know it's only been a few weeks since I met you, but my father always told me I'd know when it was right, and I do now. It feels right with you."

Sasuke's neck arched backward in uncertainty. He was unconvinced, and severely doubtful. Naruto shook his hand tightly and kissed his mouth in reassurance. Sasuke was motionless for a few moments and then shook his head in declination.

"No," he said. "It's not a good idea-" Naruto grabbed him from the bottom of his thigh and lifted his legs up, his back subsequently falling to the floor of the shower. Naruto was straddling him and slung the Uchiha's legs over his shoulders, propping him up.

"I'll do the same to you, then." He kissed the Uchiha's neck and chest and stomach before Sasuke's hand was wrapped up in his tangled hair. He lifted the blonde's head off of him and looked him in the eye.

"I want to have sex with you. I just don't want to have sex with you right now."

"It isn't up to you," Naruto kissed his mouth before returning to where he was on the boy's stomach. "You didn't give me a choice, so what makes you think you're going to get one?"

Sasuke lithely swiped his legs off of the Namikaze's shoulders and lightly kicked him away, harboring him with his feet on his strong chest. He gave him a dead glare, to which Naruto tried to return.

"No, Naruto-san," he said. "Not right now."

"Why!" The spoiled brat syndrome that was Naruto Namikaze was coming to the surface. Sasuke exhaled sarcastically at the blonde-haired boy before sitting up.

"We're in a shower. We have no supplies here, it's the middle of the night. I work for you! I'm getting paid by the hour to be here right now! You're a delinquent and you're the Hokage's son!"

"Stop thinking about the stupid details. Focus on me. Focus on this, right here, right now."

"Those 'stupid details' are life, Naruto-san."

"Stop calling me 'san'!"

Sasuke pushed him off abruptly and stood up in the shower. "You're ridiculous," he muttered. He shut the faucet off and walked out of the shower. Naruto followed behind, dripping wet. He slipped clumsily on the wet floor and slid. His forearm struck against Sasuke's back, pushing him forward. Sasuke whipped around irritably. "You're acting like a child," he continued. "I didn't say 'never', I just said 'not now'."

"I'm more of an instant gratification type of person, remember?" he explained, his frustration mounting.

"I've noticed." Sasuke grabbed a towel and patted himself down and wrapped it around his naked hips. He threw a clean towel at Naruto and left the room.