A/N: Just a very short chapter, but please enjoy. A revised version of the Good Intent chapter has been posted to this story on AO3. I would upload it here, but it's a pita to update a chapter on . My username on AO3 is MajesticFlyingWalrus

'I want to.' Her flushed lips voicelessly insisted after breaking away from their kiss.

She brought her lips back to his neck, then kissed her way from his collarbone, to his bare chest, and all the way down his abdomen. She delicately took hold of his erection, slowly pumping it as she settled between his legs. A clear bead of precum rested on his tip. She studied it for a moment, both intimidated and fascinated, before opening her mouth and sticking out her little, pink tongue to lick it.

He twitched in her hand, bare hips reflexively bucking ever so slightly.

She seemed to contemplate the taste of his fluid as another glassy bead formed, her other hand wandering to his inner thigh. Her rosy, kiss-swollen lips parted to take his tip into her mouth. She experimented with her tongue as her hand continued to stroke his length.

She paused, then looked up at him while keeping his tip in her mouth. Then she gave a small, but affirmative nod as if responding to something he said, and his own hand came to rest on her head where his fingers caressed her hair.

Gradually, more and more of his shaft disappeared between her lips as she worked him. His abdominal and thigh muscles clenched and squirmed under her. Eventually, she swallowed over half his length. The hand that had stroked him moved to grip his hip, helping to control his involuntary bucking into her throat. Her head gently moved up and down, adjusting pace until his body fell into rhythm with hers. His fingers intertwined themselves with her loose curls, as if needing something to anchor to. All at once, every muscle pulled tight as the base of his erection visibly pulsed.

As his body returned to a relaxed state, she pulled away and licked the last of his cum before it could drip down his softening erection. She looked unsure of what to do next and, daintily covering her lips with her fingers. A moment later, she swallowed, her pale neck rippling as his cum ran down her throat.

Her eyes met his again as if he were speaking to her, then she blushed and looked away. She whispered something he could not decipher. She turned her face back to him, looking as if she were trying to suppress a smile, then leaned forward and lovingly kissed just above his-

Sasuke's black eyes burst open. "Fuck," he immediately cursed under is breath. An almost painfully strong erection throbbed between his legs.

He rolled over, sat up, and spread his knees wide to make himself more comfortable. A long time had passed since he last dreamt of her. Almost two months, maybe? Of course, she would come back with a vengeance. He should have known.

It felt bizarre; his level of boner was completely disproportionate to his level of arousal. A ratio of infinity to zero. So unaroused, in fact, that he didn't even want to rub it out just to make it go away.

The erection was new, too. He never had one after waking up before. Well, not after dreaming of her, anyway. Whatever he had felt while dreaming always vanished when he awoke. This time, though… He wanted to strike something in frustration.

The night was dark and clear with a refreshingly cool, late spring breeze. And by this hour the insects had all quieted down. His ear twitched.

Sasuke stood up and pulled on his cloak. He grabbed a kunai from his holster and threw it into a branch overhead.

"C'mon, man! You know it's just me." Naruto jumped down to land just beside Sasuke.

"What are you here for, dumbass?" Sasuke had his own personal brand of greeting. At least his pants were still dry.

Naruto grumbled something unintelligible, then said, "Kakashi-sensei needs you to deliver this directly to the Tsuchikage." He pulled a scroll from inside his orange track jacket and handed it to his friend.

Sasuke tucked it into his cloak, then proceeded to pack up his things.

"And also," Naruto's voice lowered, "Kakashi-sensei told me to tell you that rumor has it the Tsuchikage's getting pretty senile. His granddaughter and assistant are unofficially overseeing a lot of his duties, so you might need to go through them. Just something to keep in mind, I guess."

Sasuke hummed, unimpressed. "You'd think Kakashi would also have an assistant he could bother with errands like this." He complained, but he turned to head off with the scroll all the same. "Later, dumbass."

"See ya 'round, too, jerk!" Naruto shouted as Sasuke walked away. Just to annoy his friend, he added, "I'll tell Sakura you've been dreaming about her!"

Sasuke audibly groaned and rolled his eyes. Dumbass.

Looking at the dark horizon, he placed a hand over the scroll hidden in his cloak. Iwagakure, huh? Sasuke thought. What a fucking coincidence.