A/N: Here you are, darlings. This is Chapter 3 for you. It's amazing how fast this got written. But then again, I have a very vivid imagination, so…well, you get the picture, I'm sure. Here, our boys are going back to work after their second lunch. Heheeh. Chaos is a wonderful thing, yes? I promised a longer chapter, and here you go. It's more than double that of the first two. Hope you enjoy. And if you can, please, everyone do a little voodoo dance, and pray to every god known to man that the little separator bars will start to work again. I'm getting really tired of it not working. Oh, and just one little content warning: Naruto's a tease. So, cynlee, better call for that blizzard again, for as Rob Thomas says, "It's a hot one, like seven inches from the mid-day sun..."
Warnings:
FL—Foul Language
Y—Yaoi. In your face, this time, not just fantasy
Li--Limey...mmm. I like limes...
Legal Stuffiness: I do not own Naruto, or any of the characters therein. Kishimoto Masashi, sole proprietor, and he owns my soul.
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Bless Me, Father…--
Chapter 3: Elevator
Sasuke followed Naruto into the elevator. He was glad that they went to that Chinese place. It gave him time to think. After that odd episode in the car, where Naruto just stared at nothing at all for ten minutes while they drove, he was starting to wonder about the man's sanity. Usually, he got his ear talked off. But there was an eerie silence, after which Naruto got defensive. That was really odd.
Now, they stood in the little metal box, listening to muzak, and waiting to get to the twenty-first floor. Neither of them spoke. There was a kind of strained silence. What the hell had that episode been about, anyway? Sasuke wasn't worried about him. He wasn't. He was just used to that loud, boisterous voice. And better the devil you know than the one you didn't, right?
When the elevator got to the eighteenth floor, there was a sudden, violent lurch, and then it stopped. Sasuke pressed the button to open the doors. Nothing happened. He pressed every button on the control panel that didn't include the emergency call button. Still nothing. "Damn…"
"What?" Naruto asked, looking curiously at the buttons. "We're stuck?"
"Looks like it."
"Fuck." Naruto said, and leaned huffily against the wall.
Sasuke's eye twitched. He hated that word. "Shut your mouth. Let me call for help." He pressed the red button on the lower right of the panel, and waited. Nothing. It was supposed to buzz. There was supposed to be a voice over the speaker. Something. But no. They were stuck in here until someone noticed that the elevator wasn't working. And knowing the maintenance people, it would be a while until they took care of it. Sighing, he took off his jacket and sat on the floor. "Looks like we're going to be here for a while, Naruto. You best get comfortable."
"Fuck." The blonde swore again.
"I thought I told you not to say that word. Maybe you want that dirty tongue cut out?" Sasuke glared up at Naruto, his anger and frustration rising.
"You couldn't even if you wanted to." Naruto said, smirking down at him from his position, still standing.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Sasuke stood up, and faced the man; he could feel his aggression coming to the surface. Why was he so irritated? Well, he was stuck in an elevator, that's why. But he questioned his reasoning for taking it out on Naruto. The answer to that was rather simple, as well. He loved the way the man looked when he was angry. That little crease between his eyebrows, the set of his jaw, and those lips…they were just barely pouting.
"It means, Sasuke, that you like my talking, and if I suddenly stopped, like I did in the car, you would wonder what was wrong, and try to fix it." Sasuke's eyebrows rose. How had the idiot caught on?
"What makes you think I'd try to fix whatever was wrong with you? You're such a spazz, no one can fix you." He was being spiteful now. Of that, he was well aware.
"Well, I might be a spazz, but at least I'm not a religious fanatic." That made Sasuke truly angry. He was not a religious fanatic. He had faith, which was more than he could say for most people, but he was not fanatical about it.
"Take that back," he said, his hands curling into fists.
"No." Naruto's blue eyes were mocking him in the dim light of the elevator. "I'm not taking it back. You're the most repressed, self-righteous prick I have ever met." Sasuke felt something die in him at those words. All the strength went out of him. He backed away from Naruto, and sat on the floor again, his hand straying to his jacket, and playing with the lapel absently. Was he self-righteous? Did he really come off that way? He was pretty sure most people considered him a prick, but did he really seem…self-righteous?
Did Naruto think that of him? Really?
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Naruto stared down at Sasuke. He just shut up and sat down. What had just happened? He had fully been expecting a fist in the face. But nothing came. Studying the man for a long moment, he thought maybe he had gone a little too far. What was he going to do now? Being stuck for an unknowable about of time in the elevator with Sasuke was one of his…hotter fantasies. But it had never included the stunned silence that Sasuke was now exhibiting.
Slowly, he sat across from him, not far away, and said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I kind of run off at the mouth, you know. And I don't know when to back dow—"
"Am I really repressed?" Sasuke asked, suddenly, while looking up at him. Those eyes…those dark, intense eyes were smoldering with an emotion that Naruto was hard-pressed to identify.
"I…I don't know. You just act like doing anything for your own benefit is a bad thing." After thinking for a moment, he added, "Like it's a sin."
Sasuke's eyes seemed far away. "Some things are a sin, though."
That had Naruto's interest piqued. And of course, he had to ask. There was nothing better to do. "Are we talking like a minor sin, or the kind that has you going straight to Hell…do not pass Go, do not collect your two hundred dollars?"
Sasuke's mind came back from wherever it had been so he could say, "It's none of your business."
Naruto sighed. "Come on, Sasuke. You're really upset, and it's my fault. I'm just trying to understand. Humor me." Those beautiful, dark eyes closed, and Sasuke leaned his head back against the elevator wall. Naruto wondered how anyone could be allowed to look that good when they're distressed. It shouldn't be legal. He wanted to attack him, to make him feel better by force. Naruto wanted to force him to feel all of the things he felt when he looked at him. Then, maybe he would understand.
"Fine." Sasuke's low voice filled the elevator. "It's a sin…that would have me burn in the seventh layer of Hell. Happy?"
Naruto's eyes widened. "What? Did you kill someone?"
"No."
"Did you…did you rape someone?"
"No!"
"Then what the hell?" He was confused. As far as he knew, those were the worst things. Murder, rape, and apparently, taking the Lord's name in vain. He nearly shook his head at that. If that were the case, he would burn right along with Sasuke. He took the Lord's name in vain at least five times a day.
"I told you, it isn't your concern." Sasuke's eyes flickered to Naruto's for a moment, and there was that strange emotion again. Naruto was not letting it go. He couldn't. He needed to know what was upsetting Sasuke so much.
"But…I don't like seeing you this way. Why can't you tell me? Is it something I did? Other than put my foot in my mouth just now?" The little flinch Sasuke gave told him he was at least partially correct. But what the hell did he do? All he ever did was annoy him on a daily basis, just so he could hear his voice and have those eyes directed at him, even if it was in irritation. Sasuke didn't say anything, and Naruto scooted closer to him on the floor. "Sasuke…talk to me, man. I'm here. Just tell me what I did so I can apologize. I'm sure that I did something to be an ass. I usually do."
The man's dark hair fell across his face as he looked away from Naruto. "It isn't something you did. It's me. Now can we please stop talking about this?"
Naruto sat in silence, thinking. Strange things had been going on lately. Sasuke, sweating in his cubicle, looking like a scared rabbit when he invited him to lunch. Sasuke inviting him to lunch today. And he was being nice. Naruto blinked, then his eyes widened in sudden epiphany. "Sasuke…can I ask you something?"
"If it's your last question, then yes."
Biting back his own anxiety, Naruto said, "Do you think I'm attractive?" Sasuke's head snapped forward, and was staring at him like he wanted to bore holes into his head. "What? I think it's a valid question. Answer me."
"How is it valid? I don't think I need to answer such a stupid question."
"Damn it, Sasuke, just answer me. How hard is it? Yes, or no? Just fucking answer the question!" He was up on his knees now, glaring at Sasuke with all his might, his fists bunched at his sides. Dark eyes looked up at him with an intensity that was dark and very nearly frightening.
"Why do you want to know?"
"Answer my question first."
"Tell me why you want to know, Naruto, then I'll answer you."
"Fuck you, Sasuke. I asked first, so you're going to tell me what I want to know."
"How many times do I have to tell you to stop saying that? I hate that word!" Sasuke was on his knees now, as well.
"Answer me, then, and I won't say it anymore, bastard!"
"Fine! Yes. I do. I find you attractive. There. Are you happy now?"
Naruto blinked at Sasuke, whose eyes had grown to roughly the size of teacups, and pale hands were now clamped over his mouth. So…he did like men? That was the surprise of the century. "Fair is fair…I guess. I promised to tell you why I asked. The reason is, I think the same of you. Actually, I think a lot of you." Without really thinking about it, he raised a hand and peeled those fingers from Sasuke's mouth. "I think a lot of things about you. All the time. It's hard not to. Know what I mean?"
Sasuke was still staring at him, open mouthed, a look of complete horror on his face. "Sasuke, you're going to need to breathe soon."
Taking in a ragged breath, Sasuke seemed to come to himself again. "Naruto…I didn't—"
"Yes you did. Don't try to lie, Sasuke. You know lying is a sin, right?" That seemed to make Sasuke flinch.
"But I didn't mean…" Sasuke's voice trailed off as he realized the futility of denial. They were stuck in here, and there was no walking off or closing a door on Naruto. This was, in a way, Naruto supposed, like a confessional.
So, he figured he better get on with confessing his sins now, shouldn't he? "I have thoughts…Sasuke…I suppose you could call them fantasies…about you. Would you like to hear one?" The man looked as if he were going to jump out of his skin. "When you came to invite me to lunch, and you thought I was zoned out or asleep, I was really just listening to you on the phone. And I was thinking of what Sakura told me. She said I should come on to you at work. That's not my style. So instead, I just fantasized about it. You make such beautiful faces in my head, Sasuke. Pretty sounds, too. And your skin is so…soft. I wanted to know how it felt to touch you…to kiss you…you have the most wonderful lips…" He was rambling now. But he couldn't stop. Now that he had started, he couldn't shut his mouth.
"And I thought of what you would look like as I opened your pants, and put my hands inside, touching you…stroking you. Have you ever wondered about that, Sasuke? Of course not. You wouldn't. I thought of it. Ohh. Did I. I also wondered what kind of sounds you would make if I used my mouth on that same hard bit of flesh." Naruto was becoming quickly aroused. He knew that it was a bad idea to do this to Sasuke. He was probably traumatizing him. But he couldn't stop. "And of course, you liked it in my mind, Sasuke. You liked it so much, you groaned as you came. And I liked the taste of you."
A whimper came from Sasuke's throat as he fell back onto his rear end. Naruto leaned close to him. "Sasuke, I think that even if you are repressed, you're still the absolute most beautiful thing I've ever seen. You're everything I'm not. I admire your grace, your precision, and your drive. I don't just lust after you, Sasuke. I care about you, very much."
Sasuke's eyes came to rest on his, and he blinked for a moment. "Naruto…" he didn't finish. His face was only inches from Naruto's, and he seemed to be studying it.
"Sasuke," he asked, "Can I kiss you?" God, he felt like he was in the first grade. But this was so new; he felt that it was necessary.
Naruto could feel Sasuke's breath coming in short little gasps now as it breezed warmly over his face. Those pale lips parted, and he stammered, "Y-yes…" Naruto's heart leapt. He took a deep breath. This had to be perfect.
Closing his eyes, he spanned the distance of two inches to Sasuke's face, softly pressing his mouth against a pair of dry, but velvety soft lips, which seemed stiff. "I'm not going to hurt you," he muttered against Sasuke's mouth, "please relax." The dark-haired man did as he was told, and when Naruto kissed him again, he responded, tilting his head back and pressing his mouth against Naruto's, and was that a whimper?
After a moment, Naruto's lips parted, and he nibbled at Sasuke's lower lip. Again, he went stiff. But Naruto wasn't one to give up. He patiently waited for the other man to loosen up, and was rewarded by Sasuke's mouth opening. Slipping his tongue between smooth lips, Naruto allowed himself a tentative exploration of Sasuke's mouth, and a short acquaintance with Sasuke's own tongue. Though he wanted to deepen the kiss more, he thought it might frighten Sasuke. So, he pulled back, and gave him a small peck on the nose instead. "Did you like that, Sasuke?"
Dark eyes were like smoky glass, clear, but bottomless. He could only nod, it seemed. They looked at one another for a long time. Then, Sasuke said, "Can you do that again?" all the while, his face was red as a tomato.
"No, Sasuke. I can't." The disappointment was clear on the pale man's face as he said this. "If I do, I can't guarantee that I'll be able to control myself." Sasuke's eyes widened.
"You…you mean you think you'd…take advantage of me?" There was a quality about his voice that said he didn't believe a word of it.
"Not necessarily, but I don't want to make you uncomfortable." Naruto was all for respecting a person's own boundaries. He didn't want to unknowingly cross one of Sasuke's. Other than the big one, which was over and done with.
"I'll tell you if I'm uncomfortable, Naruto." That had his eyes snapping back to Sasuke's face, searching for any sign of falsehood. Finding none, he bit his lip for a moment.
"No, Sasuke, I want you to kiss me."
He heard a hard gulp, but Sasuke reached out for him, taking his face in his hands. When their lips met for the second time, he found that Sasuke could be much less timid. Naruto's lower lip was suddenly and sensuously being sucked, which left his mouth hanging open. It was better than his dreams, his fantasies. Sasuke kissing him was so…sinfully wonderful…that he wanted more. He could feel Sasuke's tongue invade his mouth, forceful and demanding. There was no suppressing the moan he let loose, which had Sasuke pulling away from him, and Naruto mourning the loss of those lips. The Uchiha looked down at him curiously. "That was a good noise, Sasuke. God…that felt good."
Sasuke's smile spread over his face, rare and beautiful. He leaned in, taking hold of Naruto's tie again. This time, he only gave it a gentle tug. Just enough force to bring their lips into contact with each other. Naruto could feel the way Sasuke was trembling. It was like…Oh, God. He's a…no. There's no fucking way. Mr. Sex on Legs…a virgin? Naruto wanted to push away from him. It wasn't that he didn't want him. No…it was clear that was the exact opposite. But he didn't want Sasuke's first…everything to be in an elevator that smelled suspiciously of Pine-Sol. Though, he had to admit, it was very appealing to him that he be the first to have Sasuke.
Speak of the devil…Sasuke's hands had moved to his shoulders. They were rubbing, raking nails over soft cotton, and Naruto could hardly stand it. It was all he could do not to throw Sasuke to the floor and grind into him as if there were no tomorrow. Finally, he had enough of the vivid images in his head. Gripping Sasuke by the shoulders, Naruto pushed him away.
"What?" Sasuke asked, confused, until he saw the look in Naruto's eyes. "I…I'm sorry, Naruto. I couldn't help myself."
"It's quite all right. I sympathize." He glanced down at his pants, which felt dreadfully tight, and he groaned. "This sucks."
Sasuke's eyebrow rose at Naruto's choice of words. "You know," he said, "if you're that bad off, I could…"
Naruto choked back something between a cough and a squeak. That was rather painful. "What!"
The dark-eyed man leaned close, his voice deepening to a rolling bass, causing Naruto's arousal to become that much more uncomfortable. "I said, I could do something about this—" his hand came to rest in between Naruto's legs, and the blonde gave a startle whimper at the sudden warmth, "—if you really needed me to." Naruto swallowed at the lump rising in his throat, without succeeding in getting rid of it. "Ah…I see that you do need me to?" The smile became a smirk as Naruto felt nimble hands unbuckle his belt.
"Sasuke…don't. You don't have—" He shut up fast when his lips were covered in a searing kiss. Maybe I was wrong? Maybe he isn't a virgin…and just acts like a tight-ass? While he was thinking, his pants came loose, and he felt a very warm hand enter his underwear. Naruto moaned as Sasuke gripped him. The pressure was just enough. The movement began, and he fell back, leaning on his hands, breaking the kiss. "Aaaah…Oh, God…Sasuke…that feels so…aaah…" He couldn't talk any more. All Naruto could do was sit back and let the waves of pleasure wash over him from the agonizingly slow pace that Sasuke's hand was moving at. His eyes closed, and his head dropped back, releasing a low moan that rumbled through his chest. Then, the pressure was gone.
Before he could look, he felt something warm and very wet brush against the tip of his erection. Eyes flew open, and he found himself looking at something that nearly made him lose it right then and there. Sasuke was tentatively running his tongue along the top of that straining hard piece of flesh. "S-Sasuke…what?" But he only got so far, because his senses were soon overwhelmed as that tongue laved him up and down, then licked at the tip, as if it were an ice cream cone. His breathing came in gasps, ragged as if he'd run a marathon. "Sasuke…please…" What was he begging for? Hell if he knew. He just needed…Sasuke.
The tongue left his length for a moment. "Naruto, let me. This is one of my fantasies…" Naruto's eyes closed, and he let Sasuke do what he intended. He was licked, kissed, fondled, and then oh, dear Lord…thoroughly sucked. His arms lost their strength, and he fell backward, his back thumping to the linoleum.
"Ah…S-Sasuke…I…I'm…oh, fuuuuck…I'm going to come…" It was too late. He spilled himself into Sasuke's mouth, and to his surprise, the man swallowed every bit of it. Naruto lay in a boneless, sated heap on the floor of the elevator, and Sasuke crawled over him, straddling his hips.
"Did you like that, Naruto?" The blonde in question could only nod weakly. "That's good. I did too." After a moment of thought, he added, "I think that qualifies as a proper sin." Naruto started to laugh, and Sasuke joined him. There was no point in denying that it was funny. Their laughter died when the elevator suddenly began moving again. Both men jumped to their feet, and Naruto straightened his clothes, while Sasuke gathered their jackets.
Just before the doors opened again, Naruto smiled and gave Sasuke a small peck on the cheek. "I'll have to teach you some more sins, won't I, Sasuke?" That had the taller man blushing.
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A/N: There you go. Chapter 4, "Real Sin", will be posted as soon as I have...12 reviews for this chapter (this number is negotiable, but only down to 10). And in case you're wondering...(threat or promise)...it's both. So press the purple button. But keep in mind that if you're flaming, I'll just roast marshmallows on you.
