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Summary: COMPLETE (new chapter up everyday - total of 35 chapters!). Sasuke's a writer whose been writing the same words for years. He's tired, he's annoyed, and his money situation is...pretty messed up, even by student standards. Enter Naruto. Modern AU (College/University), Sasunaru/Narusasu. Posted for Sasuke's birthday!
A/N: I hope you all like this chapter! It's a long one :)
Enter Naruto
Chapter 29: Forward
One loud, boisterous lunch later, an absolutely bouncing Naruto ended up on the bench outside of his apartment. Sasuke had debated (he still didn't know if it was the right decision) whether or not he wanted Naruto there with him for the meeting. The answer was unabashedly, absolutely yes—but his father wouldn't be receptive to it. And he could handle his father on his own.
He swallowed, raising his chin. He could handle his father on his own.
Maybe if he just kept repeating that to himself, the nerves wou—
There was a knock.
Sasuke let his eyes close for just a moment, exhaling.
Well—no time like the present…
"Father," he greeted awkwardly, moving aside to let him in. He suddenly fiercely regretted telling the man to park in the back—what he would give to see a blonde head of hair through the window right now—
"Sasuke," his father responded in kind. He must have come straight from work—either that, or he had felt the need to dress up to meet his youngest son. Sasuke wasn't sure which explanation was more plausible.
Fugaku stepped around the partition, and Sasuke felt his heart hammer against his ribcage. The nerves were only getting worse—he didn't think he could feel any more anxious about this and yet his body continued to surprise him—
"It's—smaller than I expected."
Sasuke frowned. His apartment was perfectly reasonable, he thought—if a bit barren—and anyways, if there was anything wrong with it, it wasn't his fault—
"Did you—take some things elsewhere?"
Sasuke raised an eyebrow.
"No, this is it." He eyed his kitchen. It was polite to offer tea or coffee, he knew, but he was so tired of putting on faces—
"It's rather…empty."
Sasuke frowned. His father was most certainly judging his apartment, and he wasn't sure he appreciated it.
"I didn't exactly have money to spend," he fired back, relishing in the barest hint of a flinch his father made. Sasuke moved closer to his desk—if he got close enough, he would be able to catch a glimpse of Naruto—just—he just wanted to see him—
He turning away, leaning enough to glance through the window—Naruto had his legs pulled up onto the bench, hugging his backpack to his chest. He was staring at something intently on his phone—one thumb out of his mitten so he could use the touch screen. Sasuke watched for a moment longer before he turned back to his father.
"I have made arrangements for your tuition," his father said suddenly, "and I will pay your apartment fees. Please accept the credit card on my behalf."
For the second time, Sasuke eyed the card with trepidation—and dissatisfaction.
"So—what? You suddenly support my decision?"
His father's nostrils flared.
"I do not."
Sasuke's anger—an easily lit match—flared to life.
"Of course not. You—"
"You left your home—your family—for a career that—"
"You told me to leave!" Sasuke's voice rose to a level barely below yelling—he forced himself to calm, spinning around back to the window. "You were the ones who made that decision. Not me."
"We made no such decision."
Sasuke scoffed. He gripped the windowsill to keep himself from rounding at his father—he knew—he knew full well what had happened—
"But that—that is not—"
Sasuke turned. His father looked almost…unsure.
"That is not why I came here today."
Sasuke's mouth twitched. He could still feel his heart hammering in his chest, but—
"Why did you, then?"
His father shifted, eyes darting away and then back to him.
"To move forward."
Sasuke blinked.
"…Your—friend seemed to think it was the right…course to take."
His—
"My friend?"
"The blonde…man."
Sasuke's blood sparked in his veins.
"Naruto," he corrected. It was on the tip of his tongue to correct his father—the way he said friend—
"Who you brought to the dinner, yes."
"Yes," Sasuke repeated—it very nearly came out as a hiss.
Fugaku's nostrils flared again.
"The family dinner."
In that moment, there were several responses that flittered through Sasuke's head—each more vicious than the last. Fugaku was never supposed to be at that dinner in the first place—
"Why did you bring him?"
Sasuke's eyebrows furrowed—the words burst forth before they even registered in his head—
"Because I love him."
There was a pause.
Sasuke turned back to the window, rocking back on his heels. Of all the things to say—he hadn't—well, maybe on some level, he had known, but—
"You—what?"
Sasuke straightened his spine.
"I love him," he repeated, stronger than before, "and he loves me. I brought—"
"You—he is a man—"
Sasuke's head whipped back around.
"Yes," Sasuke looked his father dead in the eye, "I love a man. I am dating a man. I may someday marry a man, because I am gay."
He gave his father a challenging look, but he only let the pause last for a moment—he didn't want to hear his father's reply—not yet—
"I am also studying writing—a program from which I will graduate—and likely the only program from which I will graduate, because I intend on pursuing it as a career." Sasuke shifted, sucking in a breath—the air mixed with the adrenaline, pushing him to continue. "Let's keep going: how else may I disappoint you?"
Something flashed across his father's face—it was gone too quickly for Sasuke to make out. He stuck his hands in his pockets, afraid his father would pick out the way they shook—
But his father wasn't replying, and Sasuke could feel his adrenaline waning. He looked down at the floor.
"I know you don't like it," he said softly. "I didn't want to lie to you—or mother—about who I was. Who I am," he corrected, pausing to swallow. "I hope that—at least—isn't a disappointment."
He shrugged a little, sighing.
"Maybe it is," he said, still unable to look at his father, "but it—won't change. You might think it was a choice—a decision that I made, but it wasn't. Not for me."
The silence seemed to ring in his ears—getting louder with each moment he didn't speak—
"I didn't want to leave. Why would I have?" He shook his head, eyes unfocusing as the memories started to flood his mind—
"Do you have any idea how it felt when I turned around and realized I no longer had a home?" The sting was starting in his eyes again and he fought it—brutally, fiercely, he fought it back. "How it felt to realize that my parents were okay with never speaking to me again? That I meant so little to them—that they didn't even check—if Itachi hadn't—"
He wouldn't cry—he would not cry—damn it—damn it—he would not fucking cry—
His father moved forwards.
Sasuke froze—in body and mind—as his father's arms wrapped around him.
And then he crumbled.
It was as if the floodgates had opened, as he clutched at his father's back—he just couldn't hold in the sobs any longer. He knew he should try to stop—try to control himself, but his father's arms tightened—he could feel them shaking, too—and—fuck—he had missed his family so much—
He pulled back, wiping at his face, trying to compose himself—but he could see his father's eyes, and they were red, too—and he couldn't remember—he couldn't remember ever seeing them look like that—
"Sorry," he said, wiping at his face again. "I—"
"Sasuke," his father interrupted him, voice sounding thick—he cleared it for a moment, "I—let me be clear."
His father's chin rose—in a moment of clarity, Sasuke realized he did the same thing when he was trying to still his nerves—
"You are our son," he said. "Above all else—you are that. Your mother and I—and Itachi—will love you—even when we fight. Even when we don't…understand."
His father's eyes flickered to the side—distantly, Sasuke wondered if that was directed towards Naruto or his writing—
"And I am very familiar with Itachi's spending habits," he said gruffly. "I knew when they changed—and I knew why."
He paused—the realization of what he was implying slowly scattering through him, settling deep into his mind—
"If I hadn't known you were safe, I would have come looking for you long ago."
A wave of emotion rushed through Sasuke—if the wall hadn't been directly behind him, he might have stumbled—he clutched at the ledge behind him—
"Oh," he breathed.
His father—his father had known. The entire time—he had—
He inhaled, looking up at his father just as the man swallowed. His eyes hadn't recovered, Sasuke noticed—feeling some relief at the fact that he wasn't the only one so choked up—
"Will you come home—for New Year's Eve?"
Home.
Sasuke sucked in a breath, opening his mouth to speak—
"You may bring your…Naruto."
Sasuke stared at him.
How could he refuse?
As soon as he got the text from Sasuke, Naruto sprinted to the door. He had been absolutely exploding with nerves this entire time—he had no idea what to expect—he hoped it went okay—fuck, he really hoped it went okay—
The door opened.
"Sasuke—"
Whatever he was going to say was stolen from him as Sasuke pretty much collapsed into his arms. Naruto automatically pulled him close, eyes wide—he could feel Sasuke shaking—Sasuke buried his face into his neck and Naruto felt the unmistakable feeling of tears sliding down his neck—
"Sasuke." He grabbed him tighter as he shut the door shut behind them. If Sasuke's father had—if he had—oh, Naruto would fucking kill him—
"Just—let me," Sasuke's voice—thick and uneven—was muffled by Naruto's body, but he heard him all the same, "just—"
Sasuke's voice broke and Naruto felt his heart do the same.
He sank back against the door, clutching Sasuke as close as he could. His heart was drilling a hole through his damn chest—fuck—he hoped Sasuke was okay—
Sasuke gave a shuddering sigh—Naruto felt his lips press to his neck for barely a moment—and then he pulled away, eyes red and puffy.
"Are you okay?" Naruto frantically searched his eyes for any hint of what he might be feeling—
Sasuke nodded, his hand running down Naruto's arm until it held his. He gave Naruto a soft smile, and Naruto felt his breath leave him.
"Yeah."
Naruto laughed—a soft, disbelieving laugh as he continued to scan Sasuke's face. He looked almost…happy? It seemed impossible—completely unbelievable—and yet—
"It went well," Sasuke answered Naruto's unasked question, his free hand wiping at his eyes. "Better than well, really. I had no idea—"
He breathed out, laughing a little.
"I learned a lot," Sasuke continued, still smiling in spite of the way his eyes shone. "My father—he knew Itachi was supporting me."
Some sort of disbelieving relief flooded Naruto's veins—he stared at Sasuke with a rapidly widening smile—
"I learned that my father—loves me," Sasuke swallowed, his eyes slowly moving up to meet Naruto's.
"I learned that I love you."
Naruto's heart stopped.
"I love you, Naruto."
For a moment, all Naruto could do was stare—and then Sasuke's lips were on his and it was Naruto's turn to start to tremble, grabbing desperately at Sasuke's body as they kissed—because he—because Sasuke—
He buried his face into Sasuke's neck.
"I love you too." He squeezed him closer, heaving in a shuddering breath. "Fuck, Sasuke, I love you so much—"
He cut himself off before his sentence became a sob—he was just so—overwhelmed—
"…Yeah," Sasuke's voice was soft, "it almost hurts, doesn't it?"
Naruto nodded frantically, unmoving from Sasuke's skin.
"Usuratonkachi," Sasuke said. "Come here…"
Naruto looked up, quickly wiping at his eyes as Sasuke leaned forward—capturing his lips with his own—oh—
Sasuke's lips moved against his—his tongue in his mouth, his body pressed up against Naruto's—because he—he was in love with him—
"God—" Naruto broke the kiss to clutch Sasuke close to him again—he just—he felt like such a fucking wreck—
"Are you okay?" Sasuke sounded vaguely amused—Naruto let out a soft laugh.
"Yeah, sorry." He pulled back, realizing he was probably squeezing Sasuke a bit too hard. "M'just—" he sniffed, wiping at his face, "really happy."
Sasuke gave him a soft smile.
"Um—how'd you—I mean—what did I—"
"—Have to do with my father?" Sasuke finished, his head leaning to the side a little. Naruto nodded, swallowing thickly.
"He asked why I brought you to the dinner," Sasuke shrugged a little, "and I was honest."
Naruto laughed.
"He was really stuck on that, huh? I must've really offended him." Naruto threw him a weak grin. He really hoped his relationship with Sasuke wouldn't be another problem for him…
"Maybe he suspected something." Sasuke shifted, brushing some hair out of Naruto's eyes. "I'm not sure. But he knows, now."
Naruto let out a breath he hadn't known he was holding.
"Oh," he breathed, "how did he…?"
"Not well, but not badly. I think he will deal with it." Sasuke looked away for a moment, frowning. "He'll have to deal with it, at any rate."
Naruto was immediately on the verge of tears again.
"Ah—fuck," he ducked down, sniffing, "you—ah—stop it—"
"Stop what?"
"Stop—" Naruto desperately tried to clear his throat, "stop making me think about how much I love you. I'm trying to—"
He cut himself off—he could feel how his voice was about to break—
Sasuke chuckled—Naruto felt his hand on his chin, lifting his face up—
"Crybaby," Sasuke muttered.
Naruto opened his mouth to protest, but Sasuke's lips pressed against his and it was so hard to keep track of his thoughts…Sasuke felt so—Naruto sighed against his lips—he could keep kissing Sasuke forever…
Naruto's eyes fluttered open as Sasuke pulled away.
"Stay with me here tonight?" Sasuke's eyes searched his.
"Of course," Naruto immediately responded. He'd honestly figured that was the plan already—it's why he bothered to bring his backpack at all. Besides, he could hardly imagine leaving Sasuke's side now—now that he knew that he—
He pressed their lips together again, driven half mad by the sudden need to kiss Sasuke—to touch him, to feel him—his tongue explored Sasuke's mouth as if he had never kissed him before—
Sasuke pulled away again.
"Naruto," he whispered, eyes hooded, "I want you."
Naruto's mouth widened into a smile.
"I love it when you say that..." He leaned down to kiss Sasuke's neck—Sasuke automatically tilted his head to give him better access—
"No," he breathed—it was almost like a sigh, "Naruto—I want—"
Naruto pulled away, searching his eyes.
"I want—you," he swallowed, feeling the familiar hum of nerves under his skin. "I want to feel you. I want to show you. I want—"
Naruto's eyes went wide.
"You want—to have sex…?"
Sasuke nodded, desperately hoping Naruto wouldn't react badly—he knew Naruto wouldn't react badly, but that didn't stop the nerves—
"Only if you—if you—I'm sorry if—"
Naruto kissed him with such ferocity that he stumbled back—and then Naruto was pushing him backwards—backwards—the kiss only broke as Sasuke fell back onto the bed, Naruto straddling him—
"You have no idea," Naruto breathed—his voice sounding different, somehow, "how—god—Sasuke—you—"
He leaned forwards, his arms slipping underneath Sasuke to clutch him close.
"I don't want you to have any regrets." He felt Naruto's breath against his skin.
"I won't," he said immediately. Naruto pulled back to look at him, eyes scanning his for something—
"Naruto," he couldn't help the smile—the stupid idiot was so worried over nothing, "I want this."
Naruto swallowed, eyes still wide—
"I—like, the way we are now…?"
"Yes," Sasuke reached up, brushing some of Naruto's hair back, "I said I wanted to feel you. I mean it."
Naruto let out a shuddering breath, diving back down to clutch Sasuke to him.
"I love you," he breathed against Sasuke's skin—Sasuke felt the chills spark through him at the sensation—
He smiled a little.
"Prove it, usuratonkachi."
Naruto laughed—his eyes were glittering with delight as he pulled back.
"Teme," he whispered. "Um—I have stuff back at my place—like condoms, and—"
"Naruto," Sasuke interrupted, "there's a bag under the bed."
Naruto's eyes went so wide that Sasuke couldn't help but laugh. Really, was it really so shocking that he had picked up a few things while he had been 'Christmas shopping'? It wasn't as if they hadn't talked about it.
Naruto pressed a soft, slow kiss to his lips before he shifted off him, dropping to the floor to look under the bed. Sasuke sat up a little as Naruto dragged the plastic bag out, raising his head to eye Sasuke.
"There's a lot of stuff in this bag."
Sasuke's cheeks flushed.
"I," he swallowed, looking away, "wasn't sure what was best."
Naruto laughed—Sasuke felt the bed sag as the blonde moved back onto it, but he refused to look back at Naruto until he could get his blush under control—
"I'm not laughing at you." Naruto's arms wrapped around him again. "I'm really happy. I'm really, really happy, Sasuke."
Sasuke closed his eyes, feeling the warmth flood through his body.
"I did the same thing." Naruto laughed again, still gripping his shoulders as he pulled back. "I think I bought more than you did—I didn't know what you'd like—"
Sasuke let out a breath, smiling as Naruto rested his forehead against Sasuke's.
"Then let's find out."
That—apparently—was the only permission Naruto needed to kiss Sasuke again, sighing softly against his lips. Naruto's hands slipped under his shirt, pushing the fabric up until Sasuke took the hint—breaking the kiss—he only had a moment to toss his shirt away before Naruto's lips were on him again, on his neck, this time—moving down to his collarbone—Naruto's thumb slipped under Sasuke's pants as he ran his tongue over his nipple—Sasuke couldn't quite manage to stifle the groan—
In a heartbeat, Naruto had Sasuke's pants unzipped and yanked down just enough to wrap his lips around Sasuke's cock. Sasuke felt his sanity strain under the pleasure—his thoughts melted from his mind—at this rate he was going to cum before Naruto even took his clothes off—
"Naruto—" He scratched at the blonde's shoulders until those blue eyes looked up at him. "Na—hah—"
Naruto's mouth slowly—slowly—left his cock, his tongue swirling along the head before he moved his kisses to Sasuke's hips, his chest—he gripped Sasuke's cock with his hand—
"Yes?" He ran his tongue along Sasuke's side.
Sasuke sucked in a breath, fighting desperately against the pleasure—
"I—hah," his eyes fluttered shut as Naruto gave his cock a rough pump, "nngh—Naruto—I don't want to cum yet—hah—"
He felt Naruto smile against his skin—and then the blonde pulled back. Sasuke opened his eyes just in time to see Naruto kick his own clothes to the floor—where Sasuke's had fallen to, too—Sasuke took a moment to appreciate the fact that Naruto was just as hard as he was—
One of Naruto's hands rested on the plastic bag—the other lifted Sasuke's ankle up to press a kiss to it—and another—and another, his lips moving up Sasuke's leg—
"You got water-based lube," Naruto muttered against his skin—distantly, Sasuke realized he was ruffling through the bag with the hand that wasn't on Sasuke's leg, "and silicone—water is what we've been using, but it dries out—but silicone is—"
"Messy," Sasuke sighed as Naruto pressed another kiss to his thigh, "but it lasts longer." He tilted his head to meet Naruto's gaze, looking up at him. "I did my research, usuratonkachi."
He felt Naruto's lips widen into a smile—those lips had nearly made it to his hips, now—
"Mm," Naruto paused to suck on his skin, "so tell me—"
Naruto paused, lips hovering over Sasuke's cock—fuck—he could feel Naruto's breath—
"What do you want, Sasuke?"
For one wild moment, the only answer in Sasuke's mind was 'you'—before he realized that Naruto was talking about lube, not how badly Sasuke wanted him—
"Silicone," he breathed—the less breaks they had to take, the better. Sasuke's patience was wearing thin and they hadn't even started yet—
"It might stain your sheets," Naruto pointed out.
"I don't care." There wasn't a single part of him that remotely cared about that right now, of all things—he was far too preoccupied with the way Naruto's tongue darted out against his lips—tantalizingly close to his cock—
Naruto grinned and Sasuke nearly growled—the blonde fucking knew what was he was doing to him—
"Nngh—ah—!"
Naruto must have seen the impatience on Sasuke's face—either that, or he caught on to the way Sasuke's hips had been inching up, ever so slightly—because he immediately set about burying his face in Sasuke's crotch again. Sasuke collapsed against the pillows—distantly hearing, over the sound of his groans, the sound of a cap flipping open—
Naruto pulled up, licking up and down his shaft as he shifted—Sasuke felt his fingers press against him—was it two?—Sasuke couldn't be sure—
At the same time that Naruto took him back into his mouth, his fingers entered him—they slipped in so easily, as if Naruto was getting more comfortable—more confident—with stretching Sasuke like this—
"They're all the way in. Is it okay?" Naruto pulled up, using his free hand to stroke Sasuke's cock as he flexed his fingers. "Does it hurt?"
"Hah—ah—" Sasuke swallowed, trying to catch his breath. "It's—good. It doesn't hurt."
He just felt…full—a little overwhelmed—there were so many different sensations that he could barely find one to focus on—
"Sasuke," Naruto voice centered him, bringing him back to reality—he opened his eyes, suddenly needing to see Naruto—
Those eyes were watching him—he had seen that intensity in them before, but never to this degree—Sasuke sucked in a breath—
"I'm going to put in another finger, okay?"
Sasuke nodded—as if he could do anything else—exhaling as he felt the finger slowly enter him—
"That's three," Naruto answered his unasked question, leaning back down. "Is it okay?"
Naruto's fingers flexed, moving out—stretching him—Sasuke desperately tried to catch his breath enough to respond—
"Hah—ye—oh, fu—nngh—!"
Sasuke's nails scratched against the bedsheets as the sensations overwhelmed him—Naruto had found his prostate and the blonde knew it—ah—god—
"Na—fuck, Naruto, I can't—I'm—hah—you—"
He threw his head back, eyes squeezed shut—he was so close—he had to—
Naruto's movements slowed—Sasuke wrenched his eyes open to glare at him—
"Do you want to cum like this?" Naruto's lips moved along his cock, his eyes unwavering from Sasuke's—
"No," he breathed—he saw Naruto's lips quirk up in a hint of a grin—
"Tell me what you want, Sasuke."
Sasuke stared, eyes wide, as Naruto ran his tongue along Sasuke's shaft—his fingers pressed down on Sasuke's prostate—
"Nngh—" How Naruto expected him to reply in this state Sasuke had no idea—
Naruto's lips left his cock—Sasuke opened his eyes just in time to see him move up, fingers still flexing inside him—Sasuke sat up to meet his lips midway—
"Because I want you," Naruto whispered, pulling away to press kisses along Sasuke's chin. "Sasuke," he breathed, "I want you so fucking bad—"
Naruto's voice cut off in nearly a whine—he shuddered forwards, pressing against Sasuke—his cock pressed against Sasuke's—
"I'm sorry," he muttered, lifting his eyes to Sasuke's. "I don't think I'm gonna last very long."
Sasuke kissed him—as hard as he could in between his gasps for breath—
"Neither am I," he said—Naruto had relented, a little, from pressing on his prostate, but his fingers continued to stretch him—and they—they felt so good—
Naruto gave a weak laugh, hugging him close.
"I love you so much, Sasuke—" Naruto sounded nearly as breathless as Sasuke felt.
"I love you too," Sasuke closed his eyes, letting the last of his tension fall out of his body as he sagged against Naruto, "and I'm ready."
Naruto pulled back, scanning his face—
"Tell me what you want," he said again. Sasuke smiled a little.
"Usuraton—kachi," his voice broke as Naruto brushed against his prostate, "you know I want you."
Naruto captured his lips—softly, tenderly moving against his—as he slowly withdrew his fingers—Sasuke heard the plastic bag rustle again—
"Teme," Naruto said as the condom wrapper flittered down to the floor. "If at any point you want anything—to stop, or change positions, or anything—it's yours. I'm yours."
Sasuke shuddered as Naruto leaned down to lick and suck at his thigh—there was something incredibly erotic about watching Naruto stretch the condom over his cock—
"Okay?" The cap of the lube clicked open.
Sasuke gave a shaky nod, letting Naruto's hand guide him up, onto his lap—he wrapped his arms around Naruto, kneeling up over his lap—over his cock—
Naruto's hand cupped Sasuke's face, his thumb running along his cheek.
"You look nervous." Sasuke scanned the blonde's face.
"I am." Naruto gave a breathless laugh. "I want this to be perfect for you."
Sasuke shifted, pulling Naruto closer so he could hide his face in his neck.
"It will be," he said softly. "It's with you."
He heard Naruto suck in a breath—he reached underneath himself, hand slipping along Naruto's cock as he positioned it—
"I love you, Sas—"
—he sank down—
"—nngh—ah, Sasuke—!"
"Hah—ah—" Sasuke paused, trembling against Naruto—it was official—fingers were not a cock—fuck—
"Are you okay?" Naruto tried to pull back—presumably to see his face—but Sasuke's arms felt as if they were locked around him—
"I j-just—" he tightened his grip, sucking in a breath, "need a second—hah—"
"You feel really tight," Naruto's hands ran up and down his back, "I can pull out and stretch you more—"
Sasuke inhaled another deep breath, relaxing himself as he pulled back to press a kiss to Naruto's lips.
"How does it feel?" He rested his forehead against Naruto's, sneaking kisses in between words—he relaxed a little more—
"Fucking amazing," Naruto breathed, eyes a little wide, "but—"
Sasuke gave a long, slow exhale as he lowered himself further—he kept his eyes open, this time—because Naruto—
"Oh—god—Sasuke—fuck—"
—looked as if he could barely keep himself from cumming. Sasuke couldn't stop the smile at the thought, even as the sensations threatened to overwhelm him—it was so much but—yes—that was it—
He let out another breath.
"You're in me completely," he said softly—Naruto gave a shuddering nod, eyes looking awfully bright—
"I am." Naruto swallowed, hands clutching at Sasuke's body. "I—Sasuke—"
Sasuke let his lips move against Naruto's, taking a moment just to—just to feel…
He opened his eyes as the kiss broke—a string of saliva linking Naruto's tongue to his. This was…exactly what he had wanted. Feeling Naruto like this…
This was perfect.
And Naruto tensed, just then, Sasuke's name stuttering out of his mouth in a soft, breathless whisper. The happiness in his eyes mixed with the disbelief, and it was then that Sasuke realized that he may have said those words out loud—but with the way Naruto was looking at him, as if he couldn't believe Sasuke was real—as if Sasuke was going to fade away in front of his eyes—
Sasuke shifted, wrapping his legs around Naruto. He couldn't quite stifle the smirk at Naruto's wide eyes—he stared straight into them, intently, as he slowly rocked his hips—oh—that—
"Ungh—oh, god, Sasuke—hah—nngh," Naruto's eyes squeezed shut, "fuck—"
"Don't—cum yet," he teased, not entirely managing to hide how breathless this was making him—he was only moving slowly, softly, but it felt like so much—
Naruto laughed, his eyes opening—Sasuke loved the way they glittered with delight—
"If you—hah—you—you have to—stop being so hot—" Naruto laughed again, pulling Sasuke closer to him—his hands gripped Sasuke's hips, putting the barest of pressures on to pull them down—to help Sasuke rock, back and forth, with him—oh—
"Mm..." Sasuke couldn't stifle the moan—he threw his head back as they really began to move—this was starting to feel—it felt really—
"Ah—hah—"
—good—
Sasuke tumbled backwards, pulling Naruto with him—he lifted his legs onto Naruto's shoulders to give him better access—
"Sas—"
"You can—nngh—go a little faster," Sasuke bit his lip, "go—faster, Naruto—ye—ah—!"
Naruto obeyed—oh god—he obeyed so well—Sasuke couldn't control the noises coming out of his mouth anymore because this was—this was just—so—ah—fuck—
"Ha—ah!" Sasuke's vision damn near blacked out— "Oh god, Naruto—there, there—there, ple—"
His voice cut off in a gasp—his vision came back to him littered with stars—fuck—this was—ah—
He reached up to pull Naruto closer—Naruto was holding his legs up now, because Sasuke had lost his ability to do anything at this point—anything except look up at Naruto—call for Naruto—ah—Naruto—
"Naruto," he gasped—he could feel the pleasure building in him and he realized Naruto was pumping his cock, together, as they moved, "open your eyes—"
He wanted to see them—he could see everything he needed in those eyes—
"Ah—nngh," Naruto fell closer as his eyes fluttered open, "Sasuke—Sasuke—hah—Sasuke—I'm—"
Naruto started to tense—his eyes started to widen—Naruto was about to cum and it made the pleasure in Sasuke's veins expand tenfold—yes—
"Sasuke—I—I—oh god, Sasuke—!"
He could feel Naruto's cock contract inside him—
"F-fuck, Na—nngh—ha—ah!"
He was lost—he was floating—his mind was nothing at all—nothing except—ah—nothing except—
"Sasuke," Naruto's arms were trembling—or were they his own?—as they pulled him close, "Sasuke—I love you—"
He let out a shuddering breath, feeling his eyes start to burn—his throat thickened with emotion, even as the pleasure still echoed all around him—
"I love you too." He clutched Naruto close to him, swallowing. He could still feel Naruto inside him—feel his arms around him—he closed his eyes, reveling in the feeling—
"I'm," it might have been Sasuke's imagination, but Naruto sounded a little choked up too, "gonna pull out now, okay?"
"Yeah." Sasuke let his arms loosen—Naruto's eyes were red-rimmed and puffy as he pulled away—
"Are you okay?" Naruto was immediately back, cupping his face and staring into his eyes—his own were wide with worry—
Sasuke couldn't help but laugh.
"Usuratonkachi," he placed a hand over Naruto's, "you're crying too."
"Well—yeah, but," Naruto ducked his head a little, "that's just—I'm just—" he laughed a little, "feeling a lot right now."
"Yeah," he squeezed Naruto's hand, "me too."
Naruto gave a soft, breathy laugh.
"Okay," he swallowed, "I'm actually going to pull out now."
"You do that."
He closed his eyes, exhaling as Naruto slowly, slowly left him.
He heard a soft snap—the condom, probably—he could feel Naruto shuffling around the bed for a moment—and then he was back.
Sasuke's eyes fluttered open.
"Sasuke," Naruto squeezed him close, "that was…" he paused to let out a soft laugh. "I don't think I'm ever going to recover from that."
Sasuke snorted, gently running his fingers through Naruto's hair.
"Was it—still—"
"It was perfect," Sasuke cut him off, smiling. "It was…"
His smile widened as Naruto let out another laugh—a sigh some mix of relief and delight. His mind still felt so…hazy, like could do barely more than smile—and stare at Naruto—Naruto, who was looking at him with such tenderness…
Sasuke moved his hand to the back of Naruto's neck and pulled him down for a kiss. Naruto's kisses were second only to his eyes in how easily they told Sasuke what he was thinking—what he was feeling…
One of their smiles—or both of them—broke the kiss, but Naruto stayed close, leaning his forehead against Sasuke's.
But Sasuke could feel his mind slowly returning to him…along with the rest of his senses…he let out a long, slow breath.
"I need to use the bathroom," Sasuke attempted to muster the will to move, "and…take a long bath, I think."
Naruto gave a soft laugh.
"Yeah, okay. Can I join you when you're in the bath?"
"I'll be personally offended if you don't."
A/N: I had such bad writer's block during this chapter until I read Jasu's Behind the Disguise :') I hope you guys liked it!
See you tomorrow,
- Kinomi
