Warnings: Rated R. YAOI, SasuNaru, Sasuke-centric, strong language, and smex. What more can you ask for?
Disclaimer: Plot, evilness, and everything else that doesn't have Kishimoto-sensei's copyright in it, is mine.
Chapter One – Alone
By Saori-Hime
His lips opened and twisted, cringed and closed with smooth flips and flops, and expired words danced in the air around him like the dirty smoke of an old cigarette. He breathed in and infected his lungs with them, and his perception bended like a spoon.
"…or when we decided to figure out what Kakashi-sensei's face looked like. That was a very awesome mission, but…"
He made quick glances to the darkness beside him, behind him, below him, before his eyes would settle back on the insecure light of a melting candle in front of him. Deep black eyes narrowed in order to make out the silhouette of the person who lurked on the other side of the table.
"…and I thought I was going to die, but you appeared and grabbed my ankle. Remember? Sakura-chan and Kakashi-sensei were seriously mad at me though…"
Sasuke turned his head this time, and he looked out into the darkness with wide, distrustful eyes. Anxiety ignited from the candlelight's shadows and sparked pathways into the unknown. His lips parted and he breathed in again with pale features that were sharply contrasted to the intense obscurity of his hair, and his eyes scanned blindly what he could not comprehend; he was still—with thick intakes of breath—until he returned his gaze to the person in front of him in one clean sweep.
"…dammit Sasuke you haven't been listening to anything I've said!"
Sasuke stared at nothing and suddenly a hand shot out of the shadows and strong fingers wrapped around the front of his shirt, "Fuck you too!" Naruto said right in front of his face as he balanced his body and feet on the table, not caring about the flickering candle behind him at all. "Even if you don't pay attention, can't you at least fucking pretend? I was trying to keep us busy! Damn it, damn it!" Bright blue eyes stared down at him in compulsive impatience, and Sasuke stared back in expressionless disorientation.
He did not reply.
"How about you try saying something for a change? Since everything I say doesn't seem to concern you at all. Fuck, you seriously drive me insane Sasuke!" Naruto's free hand landed on his face and he used it to turn his head to the side roughly, "What's so interesting over there? Uh?! What's so interesting?" Naruto's face approached and he pressed his cheek against Sasuke's so he was able to peer into the vast nothing in front of them as he spoke, "I don't fucking understand why you would rather look that way than at me. Seriously, what the fuck?" Naruto's jaw muscles moved against his face, and Sasuke noted backhandedly how his voice had lowered because of their proximity—at least he wasn't screaming any more—but he was still loud enough to make his voice echo around them.
"Are you going to say something now?" Naruto detached himself from Sasuke's face and tried to steady himself on the table that cracked and quivered under his feet, "Or are you going to keep ignoring me?" He added more calmly, perhaps slightly worried, "Uh? Sasuke?" Sasuke's face had not moved from the position Naruto left it, and Naruto's eyes lowered as he inspected his teammate's body… from his perfect neck… down the navy blue shirt…and traveling all the way down to his waist…
…And Sasuke grunted in discomfort when Naruto's extra weight added itself onto his lap. Keen arms wrapped themselves around his neck, hooked to the back of the chair's headrest in triumph, and waited for acknowledgement—Sasuke turned his head to watch soft baby blue with an intoxicated interest while Naruto grinned at him innocently as he closed the distance between their lips.
They kissed.
With half-open eyelids, Sasuke observed in sinful fascination the way Naruto's face tinted in excitement as his tongue prodded every obscure corner his mouth possessed, and Sasuke forgot for a moment about his worries and concentrated on the small caresses Naruto's tongue was providing. The lifeless arms that rested by his sides were allowed to slip under the blonde's shirt in order to feel the shuddering muscles beneath it and hungry fingertips enjoyed the provoking warmth without restrain.
Sasuke closed his eyes.
Naruto's hands left the headrest and lingered down Sasuke's shoulders and arms, seeking roguishly the end of the blue colored shirt in order to take it off quickly, and Sasuke pushed himself forward, nipping at Naruto's lips as he toyed with the idea of letting go or pulling in, but he was satisfied with listening to Naruto exhale heavily into the air instead.
Naruto moved his head to the side, trying to separate himself from Sasuke's lips, but the other pursued him fiercely. Naruto's mouth quirked into a smile, and the other saw it. Sasuke smirked as well.
With a tug here and a pull there their shirts were unfastened and thrown down onto the glaring space around them.
Pale fingers traced golden skin downwards, following the pattern of his spine, and Naruto trembled and pushed himself closer to Sasuke, wanting to eat him alive, to feel his tongue all the way down his throat and to eat the sure gasps that were waiting for him down there. Sasuke's hands began to reduce the clothing covering Naruto's waist and he pulled it down against his hips efficiently.
Naruto opened his eyes then, and waited for the other boy to do the same. When Sasuke's eyelids parted open, Naruto didn't do anything more than stare down tenderly at him. Sasuke stared back with confusion and question reflecting off his eyes for a second, then the sides of his lips lifted and he actually…
"Ku..kukuku…"
Sasuke pushed Naruto off him and the blonde would have fallen victim to the dark floor beneath them if he hadn't reacted in time—instead he stumbled slightly off Sasuke's lap and regained balance just in time to catch Sasuke's figure as the taller boy began to get up from his chair.
Tanned arms clung to him as Naruto fought for attention obstinately, and Sasuke grumbled and scowled while trying to get rid of the tight hold Naruto had him in. Naruto pressed himself against his back and his hair tickled his skin and neck. He could feel his moon-kissed nose poking his spine, and his eyelashes fluttering close to his skin. Sasuke struggled for freedom as he walked forward with Naruto attached to his back and he did not notice the dim surroundings he had accidentally began to enter.
Unexpectedly the raven-haired boy found himself against a wall.
Sasuke's forehead pressed itself against the cold barrier while Naruto kissed his back, and he was half-aware of what the blonde's hands were doing to his pants, half- oblivious of what was the strange slippery substance covering the surface of the wall, and completely attentive at the same time.
Naruto continued to slide his clothing down his legs without shame, and the blonde helped himself out of his own pants while Sasuke was busy doing nothing in particular. Then bare legs pressed themselves against Sasuke's as Naruto's body conformed to the pale boy's like a second skin and Sasuke grunted against the wall before his hands reached down to get a hold of Naruto's fleeing fingers.
He grabbed them roughly and he turned himself around while pulling on Naruto's hands, so he was the one in control now. Naruto was miffed at the sudden switch, but his thoughts were appeased when Sasuke's mouth locked itself with his. Naruto could feel the friction between their bodies, and his face colored heavily as he tilted his head to give Sasuke more access to his mouth.
As soon as Sasuke released Naruto's hands they were pressed up against his chest, and the blonde felt the tantalizing muscles there and poked with nibbling fingers the sensitive skin he could find while wondering subconsciously why Sasuke's chest felt sticky and wet, like dried sweat mixed with…Naruto grinned against Sasuke's lips, and didn't pursue his thoughts further, instead he slipped one of his hands down, carefully building up Sasuke's anticipation until his hand finally surrounded its target and had began to caress him maliciously slow.
The taller boy's muffled breath intoxicated his mouth and Naruto sighed in satisfaction. Sasuke's lips turned away faintly and he began to push Naruto onto the floor, so his capricious movement ceased in order for him to settle down. It didn't matter... they would resume soon enough.
Sasuke, now on top of him, kissed his neck and held his right hand immobile above his head, and Naruto whined and purred within his throat as Sasuke's lips touched forbidden places, and his eyes scrunched up in delicate enjoyment.
Then it stopped.
Naruto opened his eyes to stare at Sasuke's face, which was framed by the hair that was being pulled down by gravity, and nothing was said. Now accustomed to the subtle darkness, Naruto could see the murky patches of color covering Sasuke's lean body and pale fingers crawled up his jaw line to his rosy lips and a thumb pressed the skin there gently.
Naruto watched Sasuke quietly. He was thinking about something.
Plop.
A crimson drop landed on Naruto's cheek, and attracted Sasuke's gaze. He stared at it, and then his index finger smeared the red color down, pass the side of his mouth, all the way down to his jaw.
Blood.
Sasuke was actually covered in blood—and his eyes did not widen.
Sasuke stared at Naruto and Naruto stared back.
"I can't…"
Sasuke admitted, and got up.
Naruto wasn't surprised.
Naked, Sasuke walked back towards the table where the candlelight was.
Naruto remained on the floor.
"…Remember the first time we entered the Chuunin exams, and you and Sakura tried to open those scrolls? Tsk. I only left for a minute and…"
Naruto's hands traced down towards his navel and slipped down in between his legs. He wrapped his fingers around himself and began to slide his grip up and down. His ministrations were slow, and they matched the same rhythm Sasuke's words had. His lips opened and closed, and his eyes trembled underneath his eyelids. Hips bucked and toes curled to an end as pleasure began to take form.
"…without Kakashi, we would have probably been killed that time. You came up with a pretty good plan, and it actually—" Sasuke turned around, his body next to the lighted table, and he peered into the darkness. He could only hear Naruto's gasps and groans.
"—surprised me." Sasuke finished his sentence as his dark eyes tried to identify where he had been.
Ahhh…nnh… aahhhSasuke didn't blink, he concentrated on the voice, that voice that sent little aches of excitement down his stomach.
Hmm..ahhh…Sasuke turned away, eyes wide and sore, and he doubled over, placing his hands on the table to support himself, and in one wave of disgust, he opened the contents of his empty stomach inside out.
Naruto climaxed.
Sasuke breathed heavily, his stomach constricting inside his body, and then he released his grip on the table and fell to the floor. Blood and saliva slipped from his face and mixed together on the darkened ground.
He stared at nothing in particular.
The candlelight burned a darker tint of red and its glow overtook the shadows and gave the empty space character. From the rectangular table in the middle to the simple chair on one end, the tatami floor extended, and dark red patches bathed the room in infinite places, from the corners and up to the walls. Everything dripped and throbbed with burning blood around him.
…and Sasuke closed his eyes.
TBC…
Comments: Don't worry, it gets weirder lol I think next chapter will be longer too ; I'm posting this on because even if it does contain mature content I seriously don't think there is something outrageous enough that will get me in trouble. I've seen worse… I think oo
I posted this on LiveJournal though, so if it by any chance disappears… you may find it over there XP (The link is on my profile)
-Saori