Cheat

by Interrogated Pyjamas

Warning: Language, Yaoi, Shounen-Ai, Boy/Boy, M/M.

Disclaimers: I don't own anything mentioned in this fic xD

Yes, I did an extremely overdone fic, what you gonna do about it, eh?

There were clothes everywhere. Literally. Clothes on the floor, on the couch, on the bed, even on the lamp. And yet, I still hadn't found the right outfit. I guess I better introduce myself. My name is Sasuke, I'm sixteen – seventeen in three weeks – and I'm a bit of a punk. Everyone always told me I have amazing hair, it's done in an emo sort of look, with a thick sweeping fringe that sails over my left eye. It can be quite annoying actually, it always gets in the way. I always want to do what girls always do, you know? When they clip it back with one of those grips? Yeah, well I figured that'd make me look even more gay than I already was. Yes, that's right. You heard me okay. I'm gay, homosexual, a faggot – call me what you will, it doesn't make a difference.

Not only am I gay, but I have the most amazing boyfriend ever. I don't want to gush or anything, because that'd be weird, but he's amazing. His name is Naruto, he's pretty short, being a year younger than me, with a gorgeously smooth figure. I don't think I've ever seen him look anything less than gorgeous, and I know I'm not the only one that think so. I see a few of the other boys hanging about a little too long in the changing rooms after tennis practice, watching him. I'm not really that bothered about it to be honest, they all know he's mine, and they can't have him. But seriously, I'd like to see you find at least one person who wouldn't stare when he lifts up his shirt to reveal a soft, creamy stomach.

That's as close as I've got to sex with him though. He wants to 'wait for a while', wait a while? Haven't a waited long enough?! It's not even funny anymore, at first it was cute because he wanted it to be right, but now it's just plain annoying. In fact, the farthest we've got is kissing, he's fine making out but when I try to take it any further, which is every time, he leaves me hanging. You don't know how hard it is carrying around all this sexual tension, it's getting so bad I'm starting to look at other guys. I know, I know – it's wrong, but he's depriving me so much it's unbearable.

Just the way his floppy blond hair frames his features, or how his bright blue eyes sparkle every time he laughs, makes my heart beat so much faster. The way he'll scrunch his nose up if he doesn't like something, and the way he'll try it even if he doesn't. His scent, oh wow, his scent – strawberries and cream, I think he has a thing for girly shampoos. But seriously, everything about him makes you want to try five times harder to please him.

Which brings us back to me in desperate need of a nice looking outfit, preferably one he hasn't seen before. Well, I'll definitely wear my black skinnies, I know he can't resist me in them, with my Vans jacket – black and white checked. Now, just which t-shirt to chose? Rummaging further into my closet I searched about for a decent top, nothing white because otherwise it washes me out, since I have black hair and reasonably pale skin, it doesn't bode well in the grand scheme of things.

After a while of frantic digging I found my robot T-shirt, it's really cool – black with glow in the dark robots all over it, and I know Naruto will love me wearing it since he bought it for me himself. You may be wondering why I'm so obsessed about my outfit tonight. Other than the fact I always want to be perfect for him, we're going to a party. And a party means booze, and booze means vulnerable. In other words, I might be getting some tonight, hence the reason I'm dressed up, so to speak.

I managed to get all of my clothes back into the cupboard before he came knocking on my door. I don't know why he always insists on walking when he knows I can drive, but I'm not exactly going to pick a fight when I could potentially get some action tonight.

"Hey," he said as I opened the door and stepped outside, giving him a quick peck on his cheek.

"Hey," I replied, yeah, I know, it's not too original but I don't want to screw this up before I can screw him. I lost myself in thoughts until I heard a voice from my side bring me back.

"You okay?" Naruto asked, "you don't look too good."

"Ah, it's nothing," I replied, giving him a small smile to reassure him. If he thinks I feel ill, good for him, just as long as he doesn't realize I was actually thinking about screwing him. He smiled back, I love his smile, how his cheeks dimple and his eyes light up, it's beautiful, he doesn't know how pretty he actually is.

Soon we were at the party, it was being held by a friend of ours, Sakura Hanuro. Naruto used to have a crush on her, but I think I'm safe now to be honest, apart from occasional harmless flirting, she wasn't a threat to what was mine. I steered Naruto towards the alcohol, knowing full well what it did to him. The last time we came to a party like this he got wasted and was really horny, sorrily I was in a bit of a piss at the time so I didn't use it to my advantage but I could today, I'll just keep reminding myself to not drink so much, I want to enjoy him being under me as much as I can. Aw crap, I'm making myself horny just thinking about it.

He looked at me as if I was crazy or something, an irresistibly innocent look in his eyes as I started pouring both him and myself a drink. I didn't really care what it was to be honest, as long as it was something strong, I found this vodka, it had the highest percentage of alcohol out of all the drinks on the table, so I gave him the bottle. He swiftly handed it back before stating.

"I don't drink," as I offered him it again. Didn't drink? Didn't drink?! What the hell, since when has he not drank? I asked him just that and apparently after the 'events' of last time he said he 'learnt the hard way that alcohol was no good for him', so now he's 'laying off'. Eurgh, and I thought I was going to get some, I just stormed off. Yeah yeah, I know, he never did anything wrong, except deprive me of sex since FOREVER! I've never ever done anything remotely 'naughty' with him whatsoever, and it's driving me crazy. I swigged the bottle in my hands, it was nice actually, some sort of exotic drink I'd never tried before. Whoah, and it was good. Soon enough I was stumbling everywhere, crashing up the stairs whilst trying to get into the master bedroom. What I was doing in the master bedroom, I have no idea, I was so intoxicated it was unbelievable.

I crashed the door open before turning round and having a full on fight with the door knob that just wouldn't turn! Okay, so maybe it would, uh... that's not my hand is it? Someone was stood behind me, his arm round my waist, hand wrapped round the door knob in front of me, trying to get out of the room. I turned round, blocking them from exiting. It was hard to make out since my vision was swimming but I managed to come to the conclusion that it was Gaara. It was kind of obvious since he had bright red and glittering green eyes. I've always found Gaara attractive, if I didn't have Naruto I would have pounced on him years ago. I flirted with him though, he never seemed to react, and I only did it when Naru wasn't there. It would kind of make it awkward since he was my boyfriends best friend and well, I'm meant to be faithful to my lover. I wouldn't mind doing him though, he'd be so hot writhing under me, his pale skin under me and … ARGH! You see what this damned sexual tension is doing to me?!

Gaara was right in front of me, trying to get past , his head just above my shoulder, his hot breath playing across my skin. I was getting hot all of a sudden. He turned round to say something to me but the sound of the music being blasted downstairs drowned it out, I leaned in closer, indicating for him to say it again as I felt his breath wash over my ear once again. All of a sudden an urge took a hold of me as I moved my head sideways to face the redhead face to face. I leaned forward, inhaling in scent before lightly brushing my lips over his own. Shit, I thought, I'm in so much trouble.

I tried to pull away, since the shorter of us hadn't done anything as I'd pressed my lips to his own. What if he told Naruto? He'd kill me. We'd break up. I felt a warm sensation on my lips as Gaara thrust himself flat onto me. Now this is the kind of thing my horny mind has been wanting since, well … forever. I momentarily let go of any thoughts of guilt or regret and immediately started kissing back, pushing my warm tongue past his parted lips and into the crevices beyond. He tasted strangely sweet, like vanilla and cinnamon. I slipped my arms round his waist as I lead him to the bed, it wasn't intentional but it seemed both of us wanted to get onto bigger and better things.

I felt Gaara's previously still arms glide up to lace into the hair at the back of my hair as I smirked into the kiss. We reached the bed and it caught the back of his knees as he fell back softly onto his back, propping his upper back up with his elbows. I crawled on top of him before firmly attaching my lips to his once again. He was so much more willing than Naruto, I had no idea why I hadn't done this before, it was heaven. He moaned from beneath me as I idly slipped my hands under his shirt to massage his taut stomach. He was about the same size of Naruto, possibly more muscular but the same in height and weight, I'd say.

I let my eyes roam over his body, drinking in the immense beauty before resting on the smaller boy's bulge between his own thighs. It looked extremely inviting all of a sudden and I found myself wanting to take things up another level. I slipped my hands further up his chest, tweaking his nipples and getting a soft gasp in return. I slid the shirt off before lowering my mouth to the pale flesh below, sucking and nipping on every bit I could find, marking him on both sides of his neck, all the while running my hands over every bit of flesh I could reach.

Venturing down, I slipped my hands past the small waistband of his tight skinny jeans, gently rubbing at the flesh on the boy's hips, relishing the gasps and moans that accompanied the actions. I slyly brought my knee up between his own, slowly rotating it softly across the bulge in his pants. He gasped before bucking himself up towards me, almost screaming out as I smothered his lips with my own once again. I ripped my own shirt off in one go, not caring about the state it could be left in, breaking our kiss only to get the pestering item off my back. Gaara was so intoxicating, drugging me with his soft whimpers and moans. To be honest I'd never imagined Gaara to be an uke, he had an extremely fiery personality, I'd expected him to be dominant seme or not, but he seemed completely at my will.

I tugged at the zip of his jeans, looking towards him questionably. He nodded breathlessly before slumping onto his back with a moan as I gently kissed his neck. I nimbly unfastened his trousers, swiftly finding the heated flesh and grabbing it, receiving a strangled moan from the boy beneath me. I hitched his trousers down, caught up in the excitement of the evening. Slowly, I stroked my hand across the lower side of his member, teasing him and he bucked up for more contact. I heard a distant click, shrugging it off to be a late comer, I leaned back down to kiss the redhead, only to be pushed away as he motioned towards the door.

Haha to the obvious cliffhanger.

Yes. I actually liked writing the SasuGaa, maybe I'm not such a good SasuNaru fangirl.
I'm a traitor. I should be shot. I know.

I still think it was hot.

More chapters to come. Yay. I've given myself too much work xP

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