"Hell no." Naruto stared incredulously down on the supposed "outfit" lying on his bed, shaking his head. No way in hell would he put on that and go outside where people could see him. Never ever. Not a chance in hell, not even when his bacon grew wings and flew into his mouth and the devil could take up figure skating.
"Stop being a pussy," Sasuke said, showing no sympathy whatsoever.
Naruto could not believe the direction this mission was going in. Here he thought they were going to hit a few casinos, go to a couple of night clubs, ask around until they found the guy they were looking for. He had never thought that would entail… this. Naruto shuddered.
Sasuke grabbed a bag which probably contained the raven's new outfit, and headed for the bathroom, leaving Naruto alone in the room, giving him the privacy to change.
Naruto poked the outfit, wincing at the shiny leather. He hated Kakashi right now, and was starting to seriously rethink this whole agent of the DPA thing. Maybe being a plain old cop had been good enough? Sure, people didn't like him back then, but at least they never made him wear something quite like this. Naruto had looked damned good in his uniform, and he was pretty darn sure he would not look good in this new outfit.
After reporting in the other day with what they had learned from the Hidan fellow, and where they would be going to find their target, Kakashi had arranged for these packages to be delivered to the hotel, claiming that they would need them to go undercover. Sasuke seemed to agree, and hadn't complained once. The raven had probably gotten a way better costume.
Getting rid of the clothes he already wore, Naruto started putting on his new clothes, muttering obscenities under his breath the entire time. He wanted to fake sudden illness, or maybe even actually hurt himself just a little—an ice-pick to the eye was looking more and more tempting by the minute. He'd be willing to do just about anything to get out of this. Too bad he took his job serious enough to actually go through with it. Fuuuck…
Finally ready he turned around, looking into the full-length mirror behind the door, and winced. This was so not a good look for him, not at all. There was just no way he could go outside in this, he'd be ridiculed. Fine, so the club they would be going to was a gay club, but no one could be gay enough to find this outfit appropriate could they? Seriously?
Naruto tugged at the bottom of the leather shorts, willing them to magically become longer. As it was they barely covered his ass. He whined to himself as he realised that people was actually going to see him wearing this. He was suddenly very happy he was naturally tan so he wouldn't have any stupid-looking tan lines showing on his thighs, as if that was important, as if tan lines was the thing that would make or break this look.
Looking down on his himself he had to admit that he had nice legs though, he just didn't really have any overpowering need to flaunt them so willingly. As long as Sasuke doesn't try and force me to shave them, he thought. If Sasuke dared to air that idea Naruto was going to kick his ass.
The shorts might be horrible, but the leather vest that came with it was just as bad, particularly since he wasn't supposed to wear anything underneath it. The damned thing didn't even have any buttons in the front, so it was flapping open, showing off pretty much all of his assets. The rest of the outfit consisted of a leather choker that was all too aptly named. The leather rubbed against the still sensitive skin from where the vampire had tried to take a bite out of him some days ago, and it felt like it was choking him. He normally didn't even wear ties because they were too tight around his neck, and now he had to wear this. Fuck. Fuck. Fuckety-fuck-fuck.
He heard the bathroom door opening behind him, and instantly blushed when he realised Sasuke would see him wearing this retarded thing. He had a silent hope that Sasuke's outfit would be just as bad.
Slowly turning around he realised that nope, Sasuke's outfit was definitely not as bad as his own.
Sasuke had been given leather pants, tight and shiny they clung to him, accentuating muscular legs, and probably his ass as well. Instead of a silly vest he was wearing a fishnet top, sleeveless to show off his arms. The black net against his pale skin was striking. Fuck, of course Sasuke would look fucking hot in his clothes, while Naruto looked like an absolute oaf.
Sasuke's lips turned into a grin as he saw Naruto. "My, my, my, that's… something."
"Shut up, bastard!" Naruto said, pulling the vest closed over his chest with one hand while tugging on the shorts with the other, trying to stop the wedgie that was in progress. "I can't go outside wearing this, please, just let me wear my regular clothes."
Sasuke just shook his head. "You would stand out like a sore thumb in jeans. Believe me, it could be worse."
Naruto frowned, how could Sasuke know normal clothes would make him stand out? He surely looked comfortable enough in his clothes, maybe this was what he did every weekend, dress up like some badass dom and head for the gay clubs. Naruto could actually totally envision Sasuke with a whip in one hand, and a paddle in the other. Snickering at the vision he momentarily forgot about the stupid clothes he had to wear, until Sasuke came up to him and ran a warm hand down his chest.
"Look like you mean it, and maybe you can pull this off," he said with a smirk as he pulled on a silky, black, button up shirt, leaving it open, before heading for the door to the hallway.
Naruto looked down on himself, whining at Sasuke to be let out of his misery. Sasuke surely couldn't mean Naruto was meant to be walking around like this in the hotel? He'd be arrested for public indecency or something.
"Well, if you are going to be a whiny bitch about it, there was a coat that came with it," Sasuke said, motioning towards a plastic bag placed next to the bed on Sasuke's side. Where Naruto wasn't likely to see it. Naruto hurried over and pulled out an ankle length leather coat. Scowling at Sasuke he pulled it on and buttoned it all the way in the front.
"When the fuck where you going to tell me about the coat?" he hissed as he hurried after Sasuke down the hallway.
"I wasn't."
Sasuke couldn't help the grin that rose on his lips as he saw Naruto's outfit. The blond looked absolutely miserable, constantly tugging at it to readjust it.
Sasuke himself had enough confidence that walking around in leather and fishnet wasn't a big deal, he knew he looked good in it. Naruto looked less confident in his tiny leather shorts. Sasuke would have to send a thank you card to Kakashi later on, for getting Naruto such a remarkably skimpy outfit. He'd never tell Naruto this, but the blond actually looked pretty good. His tan, muscular legs were properly shown off, as was his chest, and the tattoo that encircled his abdomen.
Groaning at himself Sasuke set off towards the exit, taking mercy on Naruto and pointing out the leather trench coat that had come with the outfit. He could not believe he was actually standing here, thinking about how good Naruto looked in leather. Did his libido really have this bad a taste in men? He needed to get laid. Desperately so.
Finally arriving at their destination Sasuke confidently strode up to the bouncer, flashing a grin that had the red rope parting before him almost instantly. Sasuke had never needed to stand in line for a club in his life, one of the perks with being above average in looks. He never got why people treated him differently just because they thought he looked good, but he knew to take advantage of it.
Naruto followed close on his heels, looking increasingly uncomfortable, particularly when they came to the coat check and Sasuke arched one dark eyebrow, waiting for him to leave the trench coat behind. Naruto's eyes were wide in panic as he clutched the leather closer to his chest. Why the loser was this afraid of letting someone see him half naked Sasuke wasn't sure. Naruto would have nothing to be afraid of, and if what Kakashi had told Sasuke about the club was correct he would be far from the most outrageously dressed man there. Sasuke shrugged off his shirt, leaving him in just the fishnet shirt, figuring it would probably be more than a little hot downstairs, and the leather pants wasn't going to do much to help cool down.
The Cage was the it club for the gay community in town, located off the strip in the basement of an otherwise unassuming building. It apparently took its name from the cages that lined the sides of the dance floor, where guys could get their exhibitionistic side on, dancing for the crowd. It wasn't an S&M club per se, but the dress code was all about less is better, and coming across people fucking in the dark corners was apparently common. It was no surprise their target would frequent a place like this, it would be oozing with sexual energy.
Kakashi had been quite excited when he told Sasuke about the club, having apparently had a ball researching the place. The pervert demanded lots of picture, because they were supposed to be gathering intel, but Sasuke was very much going to ignore that.
Finally going through the dark velvet curtain that separated the entrance area from the club proper Sasuke was met by dark stairs leading towards the basement. The music was loud even up here, heavy on the bass. Heading into the darkness he caught himself wondering how far he could push Naruto before the guy freaked out completely. His outfit seemed to be a good start, but it would hardly be enough to make him to reconsider his career choice.
Naruto chewed on his lip, one hand clutching at the leather vest, trying to cover up as much as he could as they walked down the stairs leading into the club. Finally entering the large, open area that made out the dance floor he looked around, and realised to his dismay that maybe Sasuke had been correct. He didn't look out of place in his little leather ensemble at all. There were people walking around with chaps showing off their asses, and people walking around with belts crossing over the shoulders rather than an actual shirt. There were several others who wore shorts just like Naruto, and even a couple who wore just thongs. Naruto felt his eyes widening as he took it all in. He had never been in a place even remotely like this. He didn't think places like this even existed, outside of porn movies.
Finally daring to let his hands fall away from his vest he looked over at Sasuke, who was grinning at him, the I told you so probably itching to get be said.
Not wanting to be looked at like some inexperienced teenager Naruto lifted his chin, trying to muster all the confidence he possessed, before striding towards the bar, silently very aware of the fact that he was half naked, and that people were looking at him. He only hoped it had less to do with the fact that he was a shifter, and more to do with the fact that he was half naked. People ogling his body he could deal with.
He could have worn makeup to hide the distinct marks on his cheeks, had a couple times in his youth, but he had long since sworn not to hide who he was. He wanted to gain people's respect while being who he was, not by hiding. He was a shifter; people would just have to deal with it.
Sliding down on the one available stool by the bar Naruto waited patiently for the bartender to come over. Buying a drink was a little bit a way to get talking to the bartender, and a little bit a way to calm his nerves. So far Sasuke had been the one to take charge, but Naruto wasn't going to keep letting him. Naruto could do this just as well, he was gonna show Sasuke that he wasn't a damned rookie.
When the bartender finally acknowledged him Naruto set to work.
Sasuke watched from the background as Naruto strode over to the bar, and soon started talking to the bartender, asking if he would have any knowledge of someone who could help them have some extra fun on their trip. The blond seemed to have long since forgotten about his outfit, because the way he was leaning over the bar made a fine job of showing off his ass, the leather taut across it. Sasuke could see a couple of other guys had noticed as well.
Stalking over towards Naruto he laid a hand on the blond's back, showing that he was taken. He wasn't quite sure why he was bothering to save Naruto from the lecherous guys zeroing on the oblivious blond, but they were supposed to be newlyweds after all, acting possessive was probably the right way to go.
The bartender just shook his head at Naruto's request, making it obvious that he either had no idea if their target was in the bar, or that he wasn't about to tell.
Sasuke directed his dark eyes out over the crowd, taking in the place. The giant dance floor was taking up most of the space. The DJ booth was directly across from the bar, set on a small podium, strobe lights flashing on top of it. There were a large balcony overlooking the dance floor, and Sasuke realised it was the VIP area when he noted the bouncer standing by a staircase leading upstairs.
Several eyes were looking down on the dance floor, and Sasuke immediately knew that if their target were here he would be sitting up on the balcony.
Being an Uchiha he would have no problem getting into any VIP area, but he was undercover, so using his status would be a terrible idea. They would have to find some other way to gain the attention of their target.
Being an incubus there was one thing the man would respond to more than anything else: sex. Not that Sasuke had any intention of having sex in this club, and certainly not with Naruto, but that didn't meant they couldn't make it look like they would. If their target was looking down on them they would just have to put on a show interesting enough to get his attention. Hidan had told them where the incubus would be, and when, but Sasuke still didn't know if it meant that the silver-haired man had any connections to the incubus, or just knew of it. The incubus might know that they would be coming, and was already assessing them, or he wouldn't know, and they needed to make him aware of them.
"Drink up, we're going hunting," Sasuke said to Naruto.
Naruto followed Sasuke onto the dance floor, unsure what the hell Sasuke was talking about. Had he found their target already?
Naruto's eyes flew open in surprise when Sasuke grabbed his hips and pulled him flush against his body.
"What?" He sputtered as Sasuke leaned close enough that his breath was fanning over Naruto's ear.
"We are going to get his attention. You do know what an incubus is known for right?"
Naruto huffed. Of course he knew about incubi, he had taken all the classes on the supernatural species after all. Known for the insatiable sexual appetite they fed on sexual energy, whether by engaging in sexual activities of their own, or leeching off other people having sex.
Naruto's mouth fell open when he realised what that might entail. "You do not mean we are going to have sex do you?" he stuttered, suddenly very aware of how hot Sasuke felt being pressed tight against him. His hands were still resting on Naruto's hips, pushing at him to sway to the music.
"No, loser, don't be stupid. We'll just put on a show to get him interested. He's probably already watching for something, so we just need to catch his attention. Or are you too much of a pussy to dance with me?"
Naruto felt relieved at hearing that, right up until the point where Sasuke's hand moved from his hip to his ass.
"Dance, idiot," Sasuke whispered in his ear, and Naruto could hear the smirk on his face .The bastard seemed to be enjoying this just a bit too much. He would learn that Naruto was not one to back away from a challenge though. Wrapping his arms around Sasuke's neck he started moving to the music, feeling the thrum of the bass vibrating through his body, allowing him to tune in to it and sway his hips accordingly.
He might not the used to the club scene, but Naruto wasn't unfamiliar with music. He always had something playing when he were home, and would dance around to it all the time. He loved letting his body just go with the flow, picking up the beat and just do what felt right. And at the moment the beat was low and sensual, filling him with a raw energy. Oh, he was going to show Sasuke just how good a show he could put on.
The dance floor was filled with dancing people, and they would bump into them ever so often, but soon Naruto forgot all about them. Forgot about the stupid outfit and the bastard he was dancing with and just let the music rule him.
He didn't notice when his fingers started fisting in the fishnet above Sasuke's shoulders, nor did he give it much thought when his hips started moving together with Sasuke's, crotches rubbing up against each other in a very sexual manner. The room was growing hotter around them, and had he opened his eyes he would have seen several pairs of eyes staring at the couple in open admiration.
Hidan and Kakuzu were lurking in a dark corner of the club, eyes locked on the pair currently thrusting against each other on the floor.
"Fuck, if I wasn't already gay that would have made me change sides immediately," Hidan said, lecherous grin spreading on his face. His purple eyes were glued to the display in front of him. As he looked Naruto grabbed hold of Sasuke, spinning him around until his back was pressed against his tan chest, strong hands running down the raven's chest. Sasuke's head tilted back to rest on the blond's shoulder. Both had their eyes close, seemingly caring little for anyone else but the two of them.
Hidan reached down to adjust the erection that was making itself very present in his tight black jeans. "I fucking wish our job entailed more of this," he grinned, sparing a quick glance over at Kakuzu.
Kakuzu glanced back, seemingly very unimpressed. "Just don't forget that we have an actual job to do."
"Yeah, yeah, I fucking know that. Doesn't mean I can't have some fun watching first."
Sasuke was having a hard time focusing on what they were meant to be doing right now. He knew they had a job he was supposed to be focused on, but all thought of that was slipping away from him. Naruto's body pressed up against his own was way too distracting. And the way his hands were moving across his chest, and then down across his hipbones… And then there was a mouth on his neck, lips sucking on the sensitive flesh. Fuck, when had this happened, when had he become this fucking desperate that he would find Naruto's touch this infuriatingly sexy?
He knew somewhere in the back of his mind that he was supposed to hate Naruto's guts, but right now he was finding it surprisingly hard. He moved his hips, his ass rubbing up against Naruto, and he was sure he felt a definite erection there. Apparently Naruto wasn't just acting. But then again, Sasuke was starting to get hard himself, so who was he to talk?
Twisting in Naruto's arms he completely let his inhibitions go as he pulled Naruto close, finding his lips in a searing kiss. Right now he didn't care about the mission, didn't care about the fact that he was supposed to be scaring Naruto away, didn't even care about his search for vengeance. All he wanted just now was to feel more of Naruto.
His tongue pressed against Naruto's soft lips, and Naruto immediately opened for him, his own tongue coming out to tangle with Sasuke's.
Sasuke knew he'd had some foolish idea to scare Naruto away by getting touchy-feely, but it didn't look like that was going to work. Either Naruto was just as gay as Sasuke was, or he just didn't care who he made out with, because he threw himself into the kiss with a furious passion. He definitely wasn't running away, that was for sure, and right in that moment Sasuke was damned happy.
His hands slid up, fingers tangling in Naruto's messy hair, pulling at it to tilt his head just right. They were almost equal in height, so it was easy to deepen the kiss, to rub his crotch up against Naruto's, to let one hand slid down Naruto's strong back until he got a good grip on his ass.
Abruptly Naruto pulled away from the kiss, and Sasuke caught himself almost whining in protest. He managed to control himself, he was an Uchiha after all, but just barely. "Incubi glow right, right?" Naruto whispered, his lips close enough to Sasuke's ear that he felt warm breath fanning over it.
It took his lust filled mind a moment to comprehend what the hell Naruto was talking about. "Yes, they'll glow slightly when they are feeding, or preparing to."
"Then I think our show is working, "Naruto said. "On the balcony, over the DJ booth."
Sasuke twisted in Naruto's arms, pretending to still be dancing while casting a glance up at the balcony. Sure enough, a man was standing by the railing, eyes directed into the crowd, a faint red glow noticeable around him. Not enough that most people would notice, unless you knew what to look for. It was hard to tell with the flashing lights on the dance floor, but it certainly looked like the man was looking in their direction. Sasuke made sure to keep eye contact as he rotated his hips in a way he knew would look more than a little sexual.
"Oh, he's definitely watching," Naruto said.
Sasuke realised that due to being a shifter Naruto's eyesight was probably better in the dark than Sasuke's, and he'd be able to see the man more clearly.
Naruto's mouth dipped to Sasuke's neck again, fusing against the soft skin as he sucked. He'd probably leave a prominent hickey, but Sasuke didn't care, he just dug his fingers into Naruto's hips behind him, pulling the blond closer. Naruto's lips against his skin felt fucking amazing, and he was suddenly finding it hard to concentrate again.
He had to force his eyes open to stare up at the man on the balcony again, and saw the man beckoning them over with a crooked finger. Sasuke knew they would have to go there, that they had a job to do, but right now he really didn't want to.
"Let's go, our plan worked," Naruto said, pulling away from Sasuke to stalk towards the bouncer at the VIP entrance. Sasuke couldn't help but feel disappointment rush through him. Naruto had seemingly no problem letting go of Sasuke to go back to work. Was the blond really this good of an actor, had it all been a show for their target? Hadn't he felt anything? Sasuke had meant to be acting, but somehow he had lost himself completely, and right now he wanted nothing more than to fuck Naruto senseless right here, right now. Looked like Naruto didn't actually want Sasuke at all, he was just working. Wasn't that just messed up, someone else taking this job more serious than Sasuke Uchiha? It wasn't for nothing that Sasuke had gotten the reputation that he was an ice cold workaholic. Up until now his life had been all about the job. He never allowed feelings of any kind to take precedent over that, but now he was suddenly letting his libido take control.
What was it with Naruto that made him lose control completely? Not only with this, but with everything. The way he lost it completely when Naruto had been hurt, the way Naruto pushed all his buttons, making the otherwise stoic Sasuke furious with rage. Sasuke would have never ended up in something as lowly as a fistfight before, but with Naruto he just forgot who he was and suddenly all he could think about was Naruto. How infuriating the blond was. How reckless. How sexy.
Fuck, he needed to focus. They were in the middle of a mission, about to meet up with their target, this was not the moment for soul searching. Sasuke hurried after Naruto. They had an incubus to talk to.
A/N: Ooooh, things are heating up! Sasuke is still trying to convince himself he wants to get rid of Naruto, Naruto is looking cute as ever in his new outfit and they are both working hard on their mission and not getting distracted whatsoever.
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