Author's Note: Don't own Naruto or the music used to influence this one-shot.
Summary: Sasuke has an artistic awakening with makeup and a camera. Then it gets steamy. #SNStober21
Warning: Mature language, implicit recreational drug use, other mature smutty themes and smut
I couldn't stop thinking about the concept of Naruto and Sasuke letting loose at a gay bar. So this was written. I suggest listening to house music while reading. The songs "The One" and "Your Disco Needs You" would be great. I listened to a ton of Kylie Minogue while writing this story that has lived in my head for months.
Naruto didn't imagine he would be threatening someone in general these days. Especially tonight. He was in a civilian gay bar, in a not-armor fishnet shirt, with orange glitter smothered around his eyes for fuck's sake.
But this asshole gave his boyfriend something that had him acting ... frisky. In public. And Naruto was not OK with someone drugging Uchiha Sasuke.
And it wasn't the first time. Sasuke and Naruto had been frequenting this bar on a regular basis for some time now. It was in a civilian city not far from Konoha. It had become one of their favorite secret pleasures as a ninja couple: getting away to this bright loud bar full of people who had no idea who the two of them are. Naruto got to dance all night and show off ninja style dance moves to regular people who ooh-ed and ah-ed at him. It was fucking validating and fun.
Meanwhile, Sasuke would find the exclusive throne-like sitting area of the club and sprawl on it as if he ruled the place. And the elitist fucker immediately got the reputation "King of the Gays" amongst the regulars. The bastard secretly loved it.
Usually, Sasuke would just chill there and drink while Naruto danced the night away. Over the course of their visits, Sasuke somehow made "friends" (more like people who weren't put off by his lack of manners) and would chat it up with them. One of his new friends happened to be a drug dealer.
Said drug deal was currently hovering above the ground in the alley outside the club, due to Naruto dragging him out there and holding him by the collar of his stupid pink shirt. He was a big muscular guy with an eye-catching collection of tattoos. He was currently sporting a look of mixed terror and shock.
Well, anyone who knew anything about the modern ninja world should know threatening any aspect of Sasuke was a trigger for Naruto. The entire ninja population knows. Naruto made damn sure of that. While Sasuke was imprisoned, Naruto had a few weird years of being an international diplomat for peace, who also threatened everyone in power that they better not fuck with Sasuke.
This drug dealer didn't know that. He was about to, "If you give my boyfriend anything that fucks him up in a way I don't like, I will push you off a series of very tall buildings. I won't kill you. But I will push you off at least seven buildings."
The dealer attempted to nod in terror. He also looked very confused.
Then the club door opened to reveal the love of Naruto's life leaning against the frame. He had to admit that even in his boyfriend's high-as-a-kite state, Sasuke remained elegant and poised and absolutely gorgeous.
Sasuke's idea of dressing up for a club was wearing civilian clothes. Stylish civilian clothes. Black pants that were tight in all the places Naruto appreciated (everywhere), and a grey textured shirt that was loose because Naruto tugged the shit out of all of Sasuke's shirts. It was currently revealing a pale shoulder that would be visited by Naruto's mouth at some point tonight.
"But if you give me the good stuff that makes me feel," Sasuke gestured at his relatively dopey expression, "then you'll have my protection."
Sasuke's eyes drifted to the bricks on the other side of the alley. He smiled at them. It was adorable, but Naruto couldn't help but push the drug dealer into the wall with probably too much pressure.
"S-s-sure. Good stuff o-o-only," Naruto glared at him. He felt the crusty glitter creasing at the corners of his eyes.
"Oooooh-zoooo-maaahhh-keeeeyyy," a familiar voice in an unfamiliar tone cooed his name. Naruto shifted his eyes to his pretty boyfriend, "Let's dance."
The drug dealer dropped to the ground. Now it was Naruto's turn to be shocked and terrified. Sasuke never, never, wanted to dance. Naruto had in the past tried bribing Sasuke with the most lewd ideas he could think of, but Sasuke stayed firm in his no-dance rule.
But apparently this drug had more sway over his normally stoic lover.
Naruto found himself in front of his taller boyfriend cupping his cheeks. Before he could get a word in, "Don't use Kurama's chakra to take this feeling away," he looked pleading, "I feel...unburdened. Let me have this for a few hours," he lowered his head of black spikes to nuzzle their cheeks and drape his arm around Naruto's neck, "I know you'll take care of me."
The pang of love reverberated through Naruto's body and melted his heart. It meant everything to be given the responsibility Sasuke's wellbeing. It had always been and would always be the most important duty of Naruto's life.
Naruto nodded, "Water first."
Drug dealer (frozen in shock on the ground) dealt with, Naruto led Sasuke by the waist through the crowded club to his "throne" area. It was loud, but Naruto could always be louder, so it was easy to get water. Weirdly enough, one of Sasuke's favorite parts of this bar was that they garnished water glasses with fruit cut in geometric shapes. Naruto gave Sasuke his garnish, and fuck, this drug got Sasuke expressing the emotion pure delight.
Naruto felt his jaw go slack as he watched Sasuke hold a cucumber slice, cut like a diamond, up to the rainbow lights and gasp in admiration. The blond simply crouched in front of what should have been his boyfriend, staring as Sasuke viewed each individual garnish as if they were exquisite pieces of art. Fucker didn't even eat any of them.
Some friends beckoned Naruto with a, "This is your song Naru!"
He waved them off, as Sasuke now looked at his boyfriend as if he was even more praise worthy than the stupid garnishes. Which he obviously was. Naruto fully understood how much Sasuke adored looking at him. In fact, all of Naruto's recent training had been for the single purpose of bulking up for Sasuke's viewing and touching pleasure.
And the raven haired "King of the Gays" was eyeing his jacked man in aw. Although Naruto was concerned about the implications of his precious traumatized beloved taking recreational drugs, he was a life-long sucker for any attention Sasuke gave him. And the way Sasuke's eyes lingered for far too long on his pecs was Naruto's favorite kind of ego-booster.
Finally, mismatched eyes met baby blue, "You sparkle orange," Sasuke stated, "What do I sparkle?"
Laughter was the only response Naruto could think of at first. Eventually, "You are more of a glow-in-the-moonlight kind of guy, teme."
His beautiful lover smirked, and held out his graceful hand, "Give me some makeup."
Ok, now Naruto was totally on board with this recreational drug thing. Sasuke was the most attractive man on the planet with no effort at all. But on the rare chance he wore makeup, he was devastatingly beautiful.
He interlaced their hands and guided his boyfriend to the dressing room usually reserved for drag queens and other performers. Naruto and Sasuke didn't particular care for those sorts of rules, and all the queens adored Naruto anyway. They were instantly eager to share their various palettes, glosses, powders, and more. Just because he could, Naruto sat Sasuke on his lap on the bench in front of the mirrors. Sasuke usually only let Naruto man-handle him in private. Tonight, he didn't seem to care.
For once, Sasuke smiled at the makeup donors with gratitude (nevermind all the times someone saved his life and he barely gave them a second look, ungrateful fuck), and accepted a palette featuring holographic highlighters.
Naruto couldn't help but watch in rapt attention as Sasuke used a brush to carefully dust his cheekbones with glowing saphire highlighter. Then the V of his neck. His collarbone. Naruto felt his mouth salivate.
Sasuke then stared at all the colorful choices on the counter in front of him. The queens and Naruto waited with bated breath, the air heavy with anticipation for what Sasuke would choose next. After a long minute, he selected a silver body glitter stick. He lined it up, then swiped it horizontally across his face, across his eyelids, creating a glittering line from temple to temple.
Naruto couldn't help but stroke Sasuke's thighs in possession. He couldn't wait to see how that makeup would shine in the morning light when they would likely arrive home, Sasuke would be sober, and he could watch the various powders shimmer and sparkle as they made love.
But he might not be able to wait until morning, for Sasuke reached for a mauve pink lipstick and pouted at the mirror to apply it. Naruto couldn't help but brush his mouth over the pale exposed shoulder as he watched the various ways Sasuke maneuvered those sinful lips.
Naruto envisioned how that color could smudge with those same lips wrapped around his cock. Sasuke was a master at everything his did, deep throating included.
Rapidly blinking his eyes, Naruto forced himself to avert his thoughts. Getting turned on and getting frisky while Sasuke wasn't sober was not OK. To cool off, he thought of his eleven-year-old self getting treated to a bowl of ramen by Iruka for the first time. That treasured memory filled Naruto with a nostalgic warmth that overpowered the heat of arousal.
He decided to also apply some more makeup. Naruto reached into his pocket to retrieve his favorite pot of orange glitter and reapply it to his eyes with his ring finger. It was endlessly amusing to him to create the sage look with sparkly cosmetics.
"I want to do your makeup," Sasuke stated while standing up and turning his body to him.
Naruto froze and stared at his boyfriend. He looked serious, eyes searching his skin like he was already planning what he wanted to do. All Naruto could do was say, "OK."
Being the authoritarian that he naturally was, he beckoned the nearby queens to him as if they were solely there for his disposal. The way Sasuke treated people was absurd, "I want him to look... louder."
Out of all the words. Naruto's loudness was loved by no one but Sasuke.
"Like, bigger lashes and bolder brows?" a queen dressed like a sexy samurai questioned, looking to Sasuke for direction as if she worked for him.
Sasuke shook his head as he took off Naruto's fishnet shirt, "No. I want everything amplified. A living statue," he continued explaining by drifting his fingers across the dips between Naruto's abs. Blue eyes followed the touch.
The sexy samurai nodded and fanned herself at Sasuke's demonstration. She clapped her hands and got another other queen involved, this one dressed as an exaggerated version of the fifth mizukage.
Naruto was helpless but to turn, lift certain body parts, and flex for the next extended period of time. It was more skin and body makeup than anything. The samurai was adding way too many coats of makeup to his face, each a slight variation of tan. An excessive amount of powder was was added to his jaw area for the unheard of purpose of "baking," whatever the hell that meant. The fifth mizukage was dusting every dip of muscle with a bronze powder. Every muscle felt like it was being absurdly contoured. Did Sasuke forget they were going to dance at some point? How the hell was Naruto gonna grind up on his man without getting tan makeup all over his dark clothing?
His suddenly artistic boyfriend was carefully watching his two drag queen minions at work. At some point, he nodded in approval, they sprayed him down with some awful smelling spray, and Sasuke shooed them away. He handed Naruto a compact with sparkly white stuff, and Sasuke held a brush to it and started dusting it on pre-planned parts of Naruto's body. Naruto couldn't help but pout. He wanted orange highlighter.
"Relax your face," the lack of insulting terms of endearment reminded Naruto that his beloved wasn't sober. Who would have thought a drugged Sasuke would be an alternate universe makeup artist?
In retaliation, Naruto picked up a random blush and brush on the counter. If Sasuke wanted to play with cosmetics to make Naruto "louder," then it made perfect sense to get revenge by blushing Sasuke's cheeks in that way Naruto adored. Sasuke paid no attention to Naruto's antics while dusting the white stuff on the V lines of his abs.
Naruto smiled in triumph. The pink powder application looked almost exactly like Naruto's favorite facial expression: fucked and flushed Sasuke.
They both heard the sound effect of a picture being taken. The samurai shook that polaroid photo while the fifth mizukage encouraged them to pose. Naruto flexed while Sasuke likely stared at the camera in contempt, "Work it, kings!"
Sasuke suddenly looked eager to see the photos for some reason. Feeling like he owed them for their work, Naruto excused himself to get everyone a round of drinks. Which took almost half a fucking hour because everyone wanted to chat and take photos with him. He knew he looked good but damn, this look was for Sasuke.
When he returned, the dressing room was somehow crowded with people at Sasuke's beck and call. The manager of the club, many photographers, the DJ, and some other people with unknown purposes. But they weren't themselves. They had that dazed look as if they were under a gen... that unethical mother fucker.
No one noticed Naruto because they were in their own worlds of Sasuke's control, "Bastard, what the fuck are you doing?"
The sharingan wielder looked unperturbed, "I have a plan," he shooed away the DJ, glanced at the tray of drinks on Naruto's arm, and chose to down the purple one (ignoring the obvious water Naruto selected for him), "We are going to take some photos," Naruto decided it was a good time to down the other drink. He chose the pink one. Fuck, it was too sugary even for him. Sasuke tilted his chin with his finger to make eye contact, "Naruto, I'm going to put you under a genjutsu."
The blond spit out some of his drink, "What do you mean you're gonna put me under a genjutsu?! When have you ever even used the hypnotism feature of your sharingan?! What the fuck is going on teme? I thought we were gonna dance."
Sasuke seemed to take no heed of his questions as he blotted Naruto's chin to take off the pink drink, then applied a layer of gloss to his lips.
"I told you, we are going to take some photos," he must have noticed Naruto's glare. Sighing, Sasuke utilized his hail mary move when trying to get Naruto to do something: he goaded him, "What? Too scared that I'll make you do something stupid and embarrassing? You don't need anyone's influence to make that happen."
Growling, Naruto responded while nodding in acceptance of this psychedelic experience, "More concerned this is your surprise attempt to kill me and take over the world while everyone's under a genjutsu."
The bastard smirked, "Well, there is a precedent set."
Before Naruto could scoff, he was entranced by the eyes of his soulmate.
Pain was defeated, the village of Konoha would live on, Naruto was a hero.
Everyone was gathered around and fawning over him. The bashful boy couldn't help but scratch the back of his head, unsure of how to handle all this positive attention.
Then he felt it. The chakra signature of his friend. Naruto looked straight ahead to face the man he was desperate to save. He sensed silence and fear and judgement wash over the crowd that was fawning over him just a minute ago.
Their opinions of him didn't matter at this moment. Not when it came to Sasuke.
The lone avenger became visible as he gradually approached Naruto straight on at a leisurely pace. Naruto's heart was pounding, and his fingers were conflicted between staying relaxed and reaching for his kunai.
The moment the missing nin entered his personal space, he had a kunai at his pale neck. Naruto was surprised not to see rival's sword not on his own tan throat. Gritting his teeth, Naruto tried to stand taller than his counterpart.
Sasuke chose to get even closer, and the bastard somehow felt entitled to putting his hands on Naruto's cheeks. Naruto forgot to breathe.
"Do you want me in your life, usuratonkachi?"
The kunai clanked on the ground as Naruto felt hot tears pour down his face, "Always."
Sasuke took his tan left hand and kissed Naruto's ring finger. Naruto gasped as he felt a burning sensation, as if Sasuke was branding him.
"Don't let Kurama heal that one," he smirked.
Then Sasuke was finally in his arms as Naruto's instinct to kiss and claim and hold took over his actions. He remained somewhat aware of the sounds of shock and disdain and disapproval that emanated from the crowd. It hurt his heart, but when Sasuke wrapped his arms around his neck and deepened the kiss, he felt alive with the only love he truly needed.
"Kukukuku, did you think you were free to love, Sasuke-kun?"
Fearsome chakra covered him and Sasuke as he felt his fangs enlarge in ferocity, his nails grow and tighten his hold on his mate, and his vision went red. No one would fucking stop them from being together.
Angry orange chakra surrounded him and his lover in the weirdly silent club. Naruto blinked as his slitted eyes drifted to his boyfriend in his arms. Sasuke's chest was pressed against his, but his head was slightly turned to look directly behind him. Naruto followed his gaze to see a camera, taking picture after picture by a hypnotized photographer. He heard more clicking, and observed there were two other photographers circling them.
Around them, various club attendees were all holding expressions of disgust as they surrounded the ninja couple from behind in a semi circle formation. But they were posed in specific places, at different heights and levels. While their expressions were sincere, they were in a daze as if seeing something in an alternate reality.
He brought his boyfriend's jaw back to make eye contact "Why are you doing this, Sasuke?"
"To tell our love story."
Naruto scrunched his face in confusion, "But these people support us. So many people support us. Yet you have them all looking at us with judgement and disgust. It's fucking hurtful and untrue."
Sasuke looked down as the various people moved away from them, "Do you really not understand their perception of us?"
Naruto gripped his jaw harder and maneuvered him back to his eyes, "Since when do you care what other people think?!"
He made his trademark 'tch' sound, "These photos don't mean I care what they think. These photos acknowledge that our love is eternal despite any controversial viewpoints, and doesn't bend to their opinions," he interlaced their fingers, focusing on the new brand on Naruto's left ring finger, "These photos show that we will always fight for each other in our own ways. And you..."
"I love you more than them," Naruto finished softly, focused on the crescent moon brand on his finger, "You gonna marry me Sasuke?"
His fiance exhaled and had a look of nervousness on his face, "It's important to me that your first title is husband of Uchiha Sasuke," he motioned to the sun symbol on his own ring finger, "The title of seventh Hokage can be second to that."
Wonder and amazement washed over Naruto's heart. Is this what Sasuke had been feeling? Did the drugs inspire him to want these things, or did they just unveil his heart's true desires?
"What did you take tonight Sasuke?"
He let out a dry laugh, "It was supposed to be a microdose of a psychedelic, but I think I took too much. Kurama's chakra is sobering me up as we speak."
"Hmmm," Naruto touched noses to Sasuke and let go of the Kyuubi's chakra, "Maybe we should take you to a therapist and get you a prescription of legal drugs to help you better learn to express your wants," he felt joy at his new idea, "We could do couples therapy! Sakura's been talking about piloting different programs for her mental health department of the hospital!"
Sasuke's usual look of annoyance returned with a 'hn' as he made a seal to break the genjutsu. Naruto placed his hand on the almost complete seal, "Any more photos you wanted to take? I guess these are our engagement photos," he added a wink.
Sasuke pondered for a moment, "Truly, all motivation for these photos disappeared as I sobered up," Naruto laughed at him, "But you are welcome to take advantage of this..." his mis-matched eyes went around the club, "predicament."
Naruto bit his lip, "I just want what I was promised: a dance."
Sasuke rolled his eyes and beckoned to the dopey looking DJ. Then he looked to the disco ball, as did everyone else in the room, and Naruto guessed he somehow used the small reflections of the mirrors to influence everyone.
The music kicked back on, everyone started dancing full out, the photographers continued taking photos of the newly engaged love birds, and a server brought over a tray of shots. The two lovers downed them all one after the other, Naruto smirking at Sasuke's scrunched face the whole time.
Still covered in makeup, Naruto pulled Sasuke's back against his chest and started swaying to the disco beat. As he did in bed, Sasuke relaxed into Naruto's lead and let him guide their movements.
The energetic blond lip-synched to the words and felt caught up in the high of being engaged, while Sasuke suppressed a smile and buried his face into Naruto whenever he could.
It was a night to remember. But the only people who would actually remember were the two lovers, and the forgotten drug dealer still locked out of the club. The photographers woke the next day without their cameras, but noticed cash compensation in their pockets.
Naruto hadn't expected to find Sasuke at Sai's place. He hadn't expected them to be working on a computer together. And when he was close enough to see what was on the screen, he covered Sai's eyes right away with a furious blush on his face, "What the actual fuck is Sai doing looking at those photos?"
Sasuke didn't seem affected by Naruto's reaction, "Currently, editing. Before this, he helped delete the unfavorable photos. After, he will print and frame."
Steam was about to come out of Naruto's ears, "And this process includes the photos of us taken in compromising positions?!"
His fiance looked to the screen and bit his lip in happy appreciation. Before them was an uncensored photo of Sasuke screaming in pleasure, sitting on his knees, Naruto behind him whispering into his ear with a look of utter adoration and lust on his face, one hand interlaced with Sasuke's on his pale lover's hip, and the other on his exposed throat. In this particular photo, a pillow was miraculously placed in the foreground and hiding Sasuke's dick, as well as Naruto impaling his ass with his own delighted cock.
After dancing till dawn at the club where they got engaged, the drunken happy couple took their favorite hypnotized photographer home with them, and thought it was an amazing idea to have a sexy photo shoot that, to the surprise of no one, turned into actual fucking.
Naruto had naively assumed those photos would be for their eyes only. But he was clearly wrong.
"I think these photos are quite tasteful. I should hire this photographer to do a shoot of me and Ino," Sai chimed in.
Naruto removed his hands from Sai's face to glare at him in his personal space, "Has Ino seen these photos?"
The artistic nin made that fake eyes closed smile, "No, she hasn't. The only people who have seen your not-so-small dick are Sasuke, the photographer, and me."
Grunting, Naruto sank to the floor and laid his head on his husband-to-be's lap, looking up at him with pouty eyes, "This is what you really want teme?"
Sasuke ignored his fiance's pout to click through some more photos, "I always do what I want. Close your eyes. I don't want you to see these until they are finalized and I can properly present them."
"Bossy," he obliged while sticking out his tongue. Opening his eyes for a fraction of a second while adjusting his head for a more comfortable position, Naruto couldn't help but notice and stare at a pronounced bulge in Sasuke's pants. Now Naruto understood more of the reasoning for Sasuke wanting these photos.
He heard the click of the computer, and there was a noticeable twitch. Naruto growled in wanting, "Sai, could you give us the room?"
With a chuckle, "Ino will be back in about 20 minutes. Make sure you and everything is clean in 15," and he was a shockingly good friend by leaving the room and locking it without question.
Naruto didn't even look at Sasuke's face for his opinion while unbuttoning those tight pants. The blond did notice hands in his hair as he positioned himself on his knees to admire the now free pale and pink cock, "I already kind of understood the reason for the 'love story' photos as you put them, but these naughty ones," he made eye contact with Sasuke's hooded ones, "I want you to tell me in explicit detail what you plan on doing with these filthy photos," he licked his hand and started gently rubbing Sasuke in his favorite ways.
Swallowing, Sasuke pressed his lips together to keep himself quiet. Naruto wouldn't have any of that. Using his nails gently, "Answer me."
"Ah ah ahhhh! Fuck. You travel on the longest fucking missions to all the hidden villages that I'm forbidden from visiting," gritting his teeth and looking at the ceiling, flush covering his neck and cheeks, "I need..."
Naruto held him more firmly, using his thumb to caress the more sensitive parts of his favorite cock, "Tell me what you need when I'm gone. Tell me what you think about."
Lightly panting, Sasuke gripped the nape of Naruto's neck, "You."
Pride warming Naruto inside and out, he shrugged off his signature jacket and repositioned himself to place his mouth at the top of Sasuke's swollen member, "While I blow you, I want you to tell me in explicit detail what's happening in that photo. What I'm doing. What you're doing. What you feel. What you desire," Naruto observed Sasuke's submissive face, "The more you talk, the more I'll pleasure you," and then he licked the tip, already leaking pre-cum.
His pale lover groaned, and with a swivel of the tongue, Sasuke redirected his attention the the screen, featuring a photo Naruto has never seen, "You are kneeling on the bed, looking down at me, hands pushing down on my shoulders."
Naruto kept swirling his tongue, only on the tip, "And you are?"
Sasuke groaned in embarrassment, "I'm facing down on the bed. My hands are gripping the sheets. My hips are up in the air meeting you. Please, Naruto..."
Naruto put some space between his mouth and the tip, a trail of saliva connecting them, "Tell me what my cock is doing to you. And how it feels. Remember what happens the more you talk," he challenged with a smirk, and then he put all of Sasuke in his mouth.
After several colorful curses, "Right there, ah ah! Your cock is in me, stretching me, going in and out so slow I want it - I wanted it. Pounding. But you are too fucking unpredictable and I never knew when you'd really go at it. I couldn't wait. I was begging you. Naruto. Naruto," he felt hands clawing on his scalp, his body bucking against the chair, "Fuck keep sucking. Like that. Tighter. Squeeze me with your mouth."
Naruto hummed in delight at Sasuke's dirty talk. It was hard to motivate him to be vocal in bed, but absolutely worth the work. He felt his own dick tighten in his pants, painfully hard for him. But Sasuke had paused for too long, so he froze his sucking to glare up at his beloved.
"Don't stop. Don't - ugh- for fuck's sake," Naruto still wasn't moving, "I felt pain and pleasure and lust and want and, yes hollow out those cheeks, fuck I love your cheeks. When you're gone on missions, I think about those cheeks. I thinking about tracing your scars, staring into your blue eyes, they are so fucking blue, kissing you, hanging onto your broad shoulders as you hold me and rut into me without abandon with your massive cock. In and in and in and -"
Sasuke made his incoherent whimpers and cries that indicated he was about to cum. Naruto loosened his jaw and held Sasuke's hips down as he drank everything, his swallowing motions causing Sasuke to cry even louder.
When he felt his lover's body sink into the chair, Naruto gently unlatched his mouth and pressed a quick kiss against the protruding vain, stealing a glance at the love of his life's face.
Sasuke didn't like this about himself, but he cried during his best orgasms. Naruto thought it was poetic and fucking beautiful. Right now, he had some tears streaming down his face. On occasion, when Naruto pulled out all his stunts and emotional prompts, he had Sasuke sobbing during their love making. It was his body telling his brain it's ok to be vulnerable, let go, and let all that emotion show.
The night of their engagement was one of those nights. Naruto wanted to see those photos more than he wanted to turn Sasuke around and fuck him on Sai's office floor.
Grabbing two nearby tissues, he used one to clean up his mouth and Sasuke, and put his pants back on properly; and the other to lovingly dab at his cheeks and tear ducts.
The black haired nin slid off the chair into Naruto's waiting arms, "I miss you so fucking much when you're gone. It was fine not to see each other for years or months at the beginning. But once we got intimate... it's embarrassing how much I crave you."
Hi nuzzled his head into the crook of Naruto's neck. The blond was quiet and listening, appreciating these rare moments when Sasuke's emotional floodgates are open, and he's actually able to articulate what his heart is going through, "I can't even go with you. They won't even let me protect you. And I get that I did lots of things as a teenager and made a lot of enemies, but I don't care what they think of me. I just want to be with you."
The tanned nin nodded as he rubbed his soulmate's back, squeezing him and massaging him with assurance. Naruto knew better than verbalizing he could take care of himself. And even though he missed Sasuke too, he knew no-one would fuck with Konoha with this avenger lying dormant with all his power and anger, looking for an excuse to lash out at someone in Naruto's absence. It actually did happen once. Sasuke went overboard, and that leveled space has since provided additional training grounds.
His breathing was evening out, and Naruto's immature curiosity got the better of him, "Well maybe I should bring some of these photos with me when I travel. Those creepy diplomats are always trying to set me up with any boy or girl of note so they can have my power associated with their family. But they can't have me. At least the hidden villages understand how in love I am with you. I'm yours. And I think of you all the time. And when I have privacy ... will you let me have some small prints of these photos to take with me?"
Sasuke looked up, face dry, flushed, and heated, "You should stand up and pick them out yourself," without pause he got up to reset the photos to the beginning of the apparent naughty section, Naruto adjusting himself and breathing out in excitement, "Just click this button for the ones you like, and this for next," and then Sasuke was back on his knees, cupping Naruto.
Blushing, "Damn teme, we don't have much time le-heeeffttt," Naruto gasped as Sasuke already had his dick in his mouth. Naruto tries not to think about the fact that his fiance used Orochimaru's jaw hinging jutsu to deep throat him with supernatural abilities.
Naruto looks up at the screen to the first photo as he embraces the heat around his cock. It's when they first enter their home, the photographer is still outside the door, and Naruto has Sasuke lifted and pinned against the entryway wall.
Next: The frame is zoomed around Sasuke's face, looking to Naruto with desire and want. Naruto clicks the favorite button.
He feels a pressure of hands against his ass, which is his cue to start thrusting. With practiced technique, he grabs Sasuke's scalp hard, keeping him in place, as he pistons his hips forward with control. Damn, he loves fucking his face.
The next few photos show them making out and gradually taking each other's clothes off. Naruto favorites only one photo in this foreplay collection: Sasuke desperately gripping the blonde nape of the neck as Naruto devours that one sensitive spot below his ear. His face is contorted into restrained pleasure.
Thrusting with bit faster as he got excited, the first lewd photo appears and his brain short circuits for a moment. Sasuke's face is buried into a pillow at the foreground, while in the back Naruto has his ass cheeks spread as he eats him out. Present time Naruto doesn't favorite that one, but he stared at it for a few moments, slowing down his thrusts and saying stream of conscious praise about Sasuke's mouth and tongue and freakish jaw.
There are more photos of Naruto eating out Sasuke that he drools over, and then comes a photo that stuns Naruto. It's just of himself. He's standing tall, looking down at Sasuke with a predatory gleam. All the body makeup makes it look like every muscle in his body is carved and flexed. His orange makeup makes his eyes pop, but the color is muted with the dim lighting. The highlighted sections Sasuke powdered onto select parts stand out, making him look like a sex god. And his erect dick is standing tall against his stomach, stirring a proud masculine feeling in Naruto's belly.
He noticed the favorite button had already been clicked for that photo. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and smugly look down at Sasuke, "You love meeeeeee," Sasuke glared up at him, "And you love this body, don't cha?" with a roll of his eyes, Sasuke gave a small bite. Naruto yelped, and moved on to the next photos.
Next: Naruto stroking his cock and likely saying something provoking to Sasuke.
Next: Naruto sitting on the bed against the head board, beckoning Sasuke to sit on his cock.
Next: Sasuke straddling Naruto with his hands on tan pecs, about to sink down. Naruto presses the favorite button.
Next: A tight frame of Sasuke and Naruto's foreheads touching. They are staring at each other with intensity with parted lips. Likely as Sasuke is sinking down on him. Favorited.
More pictures of Sasuke riding Naruto without restraint flood the screen as sweat starts to coat Naruto's back, his hips rocking into Sasuke's incredibly disciplined mouth.
Naruto's control slips as he quickly clicks through photos. His stamina in the past and in real time extending the pleasure of their erotic activities. He sees himself slamming up in Sasuke. Turning him around and slamming into him some more. Then pushing him down onto the bed, pushing his shoulders down as he torments him with slow thrusts. Then Naruto knows he's pounding into Sasuke's ass in the photo and can't help but pound into his face in real time, both versions of Naruto bearing teeth in ferocious possession of their mate.
Real time Sasuke pushes his hips back and breaks away, gagging slightly and catching his breath. Naruto can't quite break out of his fog, still clicking through photos. He knows that Sasuke prefers it like that anyway. For some reason, he finds choking on dick to be exhilarating, and doesn't like it when Naruto checks in on him to make sure he's OK. In fact, Sasuke gets hard if Naruto manhandles him with dominance.
After a moment of breathing, Naruto grabs his scalp at a new angle and forces his cock back inside, "You love this massive dick. You love choking on it. Mixing sex and death is your kink, so open wide and take it."
He hears his man exhale through his nose and feels him resume sucking. The photos now show them in their final position. Naruto's between Sasuke's legs, they are chest to chest with arms wrapped around each other, looking into each other's eyes. It's classic and romantic and intimate and Naruto is trying to click the next button as a familiar sensation drawls down his spine.
"Almost there, Sasuke. Fuck, your mouth is wet and warm and- and-oh. Let me in deeper. You take control. I'm yours," Somehow, his fiance is able to open up further and take Naruto to the hilt, "Uh, uh, Sasuke, hold my hips still, fuuucccckkkkk."
He feels fingers bruising into his bucking hips as he clicks through the next few photos of them cumming. He see's his own face calm and serene and happy; while Sasuke has his mouth open, crying out, with his eyes squeezed shut and tears streaming down his face.
The next photo is of just their faces. Sasuke's hands are cupping Naruto's face as his wet eyes look up at him with love. Naruto's eyebrows are scrunched, eyes shining as he grips his parter's hands with tension.
In real time, heat sears down through Naruto's body and through his dick into Sasuke's waiting mouth. Naruto's body slumps over as both hands brace on the table, watching Sasuke devour him as his brain enjoys the powerful orgasm.
Fuck, most of both of their lives have been a mess. But in this moment, Naruto feels like the luckiest man on the planet.
Sasuke finished his work, releasing Naruto and staring up at him with a proud smile as he wipes his chin and massages his jaw.
"You pick out some favorites?"
He only receives a high pitched "mhm" in response.
They both just breathe together for a few minutes.
The raven haired man puts Naruto back in his pants and sighs, "Fuck off, Ino."
Naruto stands up straight as he hears her scramble away from the other side of the door, "How long has she been there?!"
He receives a glare, "Some ninja you are."
Pouting, "I was distracted with lots of stimulating experiences!"
"So what if the village gets attacked while you are balls deep in my ass? Hm?"
Naruto contemplates this for a moment as Sasuke stands with a challenging smirk on his face, "Well, obviously we would have to finish later-"
He's cut off with a smack in the ear, "Not happening. You send a clone to deal with it while we take care of each other. If you haven't already, designate Shikamaru and Sakura to be in charge."
Scratching the back of his head, "Er... what if they are boning too?"
"All three of us couples at the same time?"
"...Yeah?"
"...Then Kakashi can deal with it. We should all be done by the time he dramatically exhausts his chakra."
"Ok, that makes sense."
Damn, this was fun to write.
#snstober21