Title: Grind
Author: desolate butterfly
Pairing: NaruSasu
Rating: M
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Sometimes Naruto liked it better when they didn't quite manage to get their clothes off before finishing.
He liked the rough slide of cloth against his skin as Sasuke pulled their hips together, and the way it was all just so suffocatingly hot. Sometimes he had to pause in marking Sasuke's neck with bruises to take a shuddering breath in the space next to Sasuke's forehead, where the air wasn't as thick and heavy.
He liked the scrabble and scratch of Sasuke's blunted nails against his back underneath his shirt, and the way there would just not be enough time to pull down his underwear before Sasuke's hands wriggled its way inside his shorts and bumped impatiently against his own tight fist.
He liked the violent rocking motion they used as they strained together, clinging desperately to the clothing still wrapped around each other's bodies.
He liked releasing into his hand and Sasuke's hand and not knowing where one began and the other ended.
He liked soaking through the expensive and rich fabrics of Sasuke's shirt and pants, seeing the wetness spread across it in a distinctive creamy stain.
He liked making Sasuke come in his pants and he liked peeling the sticky clothes off him to clean him, with mouth or cloth depending upon his mood.
It was messy and impulsive and raw and Naruto decided that it suited them just fine.
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fin.
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