Side fics to Drafted: Sweat
Pairing: Naru/Sasu
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: "Naruto', don't own it; not mine. I just borrow Masashi's characters and replace them in naughty positions, and I mean really naughty positions.
Summary: Little one-shots depicting Naruto and Sasuke's life after "Drafted."
A/N: KINKINKINKINKINKINKINKINKINKINKY SASUKE. I do not know anything about Quantico or its base. I've never been there so….this is all my devious imagination y'all….
Un-Beta'd.
Naruto's sweat. Sasuke…fucking loved it. Whenever the marine would come home, his grey t-shirt drenched with sweat, Sasuke was in utopia. His drill-sergeant lover smelled so much like a man-beast, all full of testosterone, salt, and filth. Naruto would head off to the shower but Sasuke would stop him. The first time it had happened, when Sasuke had asked him to kiss him, Naruto had looked at him like he was crazy.
"Sasuke, baby, I'm all stinky and gross and I need to- motherfuck!" Naruto had sworn after Sasuke had run his tongue over his face, licking at the sweat dripping down his temple. "But S'uke I'm dirty."
"So?" Sasuke asked, feeling his eyes darken. "I want to get dirtier."
His clothes were off, his body pressed down on the bed and a hot, wet Naruto pressing down on him. He leaned down to drag his tongue down the underside of Naruto's jaw and felt his own cock throb go rock hard at the heady taste on his tongue, salty tang and that innately masculine flavor.
"What do you want, baby?" Naruto asked.
"I told you," Sasuke said as he locked his hips around Naruto. His dark fiery eyes digging into Naruto's lust-blown blues, "Get me dirty."
They had fucked so hard that night, the sheet had to be burned as three rotations through the washer was not enough to get the smell of sweat out of it. Sasuke's ass had ached all day long the next day but it had been worth it. He did not know why a mere whiff of his boyfriend coated in sweat had his dick harder than a fucking post. He tried to keep his composure in the next days but the moment Naruto came in, with his shirt wet and his sweat thick in the air, his mind was somewhere on Mars and his body pulling to Naruto like metal to a magnet.
Naruto did not complain as the man was a beast in bed but Sasuke began to realize he had a problem one night when he came back home late and saw Naruto's wet shirt in the laundry basket. That wet cotton was on his pebbled nipples until Naruto had come out, saw him and sighed.
They had another round of rough sex but in the end, Naruto had kissed him and said. "Sasuke, don't you think this is getting a bit weird?"
Blissed out Sasuke asked, "What is?"
"You, wanting to fuck me when I'm sweaty and covered with gunk," Naruto said while tracing Sasuke's nipple.
He slithered a narrowed dark eye to him, "Are you complaining?"
"Nah," Naruto laughed nervously. "Nah…I…love you?"
"You'd better," Sasuke snorted and turned on his side to let Naruto cuddle into him.
"Agent Uchiha," Agent Kimora said while dropping a file on Sasuke's desk. Even after six months of being accepted in the CIA, Sasuke still did not know what he felt about this CIA agent who showed no remorse about not giving a damn about…well, anything much. And that was after Nagato had told him the role the man had played in helping to break up Hydra. "You and Agent Sabaku are slated to go and meet with the Generals at the Marine Corps Base at Quantico."
"Really?" Sasuke asked dryly. "I don't see any notice from the Director."
"Eh," Agent Kimora shrugged, "I was the one who was slated to do it but I'd be surrounded by a lot of hunky men. I'd probably end up fucking half of them."
"Wouldn't that be nice," Sasuke drawled.
"It would," Agent Kimora sighed dreamily, "But then I'd lose my job. So, the ball is in your court."
"And you think two gay agents in, and I quote, 'a lot of hunky men' would be best?" Sasuke asked dryly while taking up the file and flipping through it.
Agent Kimora rested a hip on his desk, "But you two have boyfriends. I'd think that the tie of fidelity is a much better deterrent than dumping a raging man-whore into a den of temptation."
"Fine, fine," Sasuke said. "I'll do it, but you owe me."
"What's your price?" the silver-haired man asked.
"I'll hold that in the bank for when I need it," Sasuke said while taking up his phone and dialing Gaara. He waved Agent Kimura away, the man snorted and walked away.
"…Yes?"
"Road trip," Sasuke said, "Marine Corps Base at Quantico."
"Fuck," Gaara sighed. "Every day I ask myself, do I really need this paycheck."
Sasuke laughed, "I think the better question is, what will these people do without your genius. I'll get the car."
Three Hours Later…
Closing the last file, Sasuke stood and shook the hand of five-star General Hamilton Severa and the other of Brigadier General Anna Kowalski. "On behalf of Director Boyles, I believe we have an agreement."
"Our pleasure, Agent Uchiha and Sabaku," General Kowalski nodded, her close-cropped silver hair and dark blue eyes. "We'll be at Fairfax next week. Please be free to tour the facilities."
He finished his glass of water and set it aside, "That's very kind if you but I think it is in our best interest to go back to headquarters."
"Suit yourself," General Severa nodded and left the room with the Brigadier in tow. Gaara was at the large bay window over the back grounds and curious as to what he was watching, he went to look.
"So, what is so—" He nearly swallowed his tongue. Naruto was there in the green with a squad of twenty men there on her hands and toes doing push-ups. Naruto was barking orders at them. Sasuke was so high-up and behind a wall of glass so he did not hear what was being said but the power he saw in the man's face and body made his lust ricochet up.
His pulse had gone sky-high when Naruto barked out an order, dropped down and did his push-ups one-handed. Sasuke drank in his man's ripped body like a parched man drinking in water so badly it felt like he was drowning.
"Uchiha…" Gaara said. "You're drooling."
Pressing his lips tight, Sasuke rolled his eyes, "No, I wasn't."
"Not yet," Gaara smirked. Then his eyes dipped. "But you might want to cool off, Uchiha, or buy some more pants."
"Oh, fuck off. I've seen you after you come from your hour-long break with that sky-high, blissed-out look on your face and your phone dead. Do you think I don't know you skype-fuck Shu? And when did you become such a smart-ass?" Sasuke scoffed.
"I always was one but I just kept it quiet," Gaara said slyly. "I'm going to find something to drink that is stronger than filtered water."
"Okay," Sasuke as Gaara walked off and he leaned on the glass to watch his lover hopped up, ripped his shirt off and his golden muscles were blared to the world. He bit his lip so hard he nearly broke the skin.
His man was soaked and the sun above glistened over his wet skin. He pressed his palm to his crotch and groaned at the stiffness there. He spun around so his back was on the glass and his eyes latched on the curved metal desk in the middle of the room. He pressed his suddenly feverish head on the cold glass and sighed.
"Holy fuck," Sasuke sighed while raking a hand through his hair. "What the fuck is wrong with me. I can taste his sweat from up here."
He breathed through his arousal and finally getting his stubborn cock to behave he turned back to see Naruto dismiss the men, and as they ran from the field, Naruto looked up and their eyes met. A few years ago, Sasuke had wondered what ability had them finding each other no matter how far away from each other there were but over time had let it go. He loved this sixth sense.
They locked eyes and then Naruto slowly mouthed, "...Level two…room…six, locker…room."
Swallowing over a dry throat, he nodded and turned. He was going to find that damned room if it was the last haven in an apocalypse. He strode out of the meeting room and nearly bumped into an ensign.
"Sorry about that," the man said. "You all right?"
"Yeah," Sasuke replied, "I'm fine." He waved the man off and went to find the elevator and pushed the button for Level 2. He tapped his foot impatiently even as the elevator moved swiftly.
Level 2 was styled like a large basement than anything else but had none of the humidity. There were doors to either side and but the doors were spaced out over fifteen steps between them. He got to room six and opened the door to enter the locker room. It was empty. He frowned, why would Naruto tell him to meet him here if he was not going to be there?
Then, the door closed and Sasuke's eyes were latched on Naruto who looked wet from his head to his feet. His hair was soaked and his face dripping with sweat. Sasuke felt his mind stutter to a stop. He managed to unbutton his jacket and removed his shirt, flinging them wherever. He went to Naruto laced his fingers in his wet hair and gave him a kiss that soon turned filthy. His cock was leaking in his boxer-briefs and everything under his skin was burning.
Naruto yanked his shirt off and Sasuke latched on a nipple, sucking the sweat off before twisting his tongue over the tight bud.
"Fuck, Sasuke,"
"Not yet," the raven said as he moved down Naruto's torso and licked his skin, reveling in the taste of his sweat. He pulled the belt and dropped it to the ground then tugged the pants down. Naruto's boxers were wet too and musk nearly -nearly- drove Sasuke crazy. Naruto wasn't even fully hard yet Sasuke nosed the growing tent before his fingers tugged the boxers off and circled the base of his boyfriend's cock, groaning in pleasure that it was heavy and hot in his palm.
"I love how you're really fucking big," he husked. He leaned down to drag his tongue down the underside and felt his own cock fill to painful stiffness at the taste of Naruto on his tongue, salty tang and that innately masculine flavor that was uniquely Naruto. He licked his boyfriend's thick cock with greedy lips along the top and sides and then dipped the tip of his tongue into Naruto's slit.
"S - shit, Sasuke…" the taller man groaned as one of his large hands came down to tangle in Sasuke black hair. Sasuke began to suck on his balls before he went back to Naruto's cock, opened his lips wide and took Naruto into the back of his throat. Naruto's hips jerked and his fist tightened in Sasuke's silken hair as whole the Uchiha sucked him deep.
He swallowed around Naruto's head before he began to bobbing back and forth. Naruto's engorged cock slid straight down into Sasuke's throat while he dug his fingers into Naruto's hips encouraging him to fuck his mouth. He swallowed more while Naruto stuffed him full of his cock. The sound was filthy stch stch but he did not care.
Sweat and spunk were covering his tastebuds and he wanted to drink it all in. Naruto's moans were coming out louder, his muscled chest rising and falling heavily, and his fingers wound tighter in Sasuke's hair. He fucked Sasuke's face powerfully with his balls slapping Sasuke's chin, but the Uchiha was moaning wantonly around Naruto's cock. He pulled off just before Naruto blew and in seconds, the rest of his clothes were on the floor.
Naruto slammed him on the door and growled into his ear, "Want me, baby? Want me raw?"
"Yes!" Sasuke gasped.
Two wet fingers slid into his waiting hole, Naruto's index and middle finger, pumping into him deeply, and brushing the spot that made his mind sing. Sasuke's cock was pressed against a cold door but he didn't even register the coldness as his he was being plowed. A thick head was prodding at Sasuke's pliable hole, struggling to get past the first ring as Sasuke was spasming around his lover. Naruto rested his lips on Sasuke's shoulder as he slowly slid balls deep inside.
"Fuck yes!" Sasuke groaned, "Fuck me, hard!"
Sasuke had less than a heartbeat before his breath was gone. Naruto was ramming him, his smooth thrusts at a medium pace at first and then faster and harder, working up a steady rhythm that Sasuke babbling and cursing. Every slap of Naruto's cock inside him had his throbbing cock screaming for release as it was trapped between the door and his stomach. With his large hands gripping Sasuke's hips, Naruto lifted Sasuke by his hips and slammed him down on his cock.
"Yes...ugh...fuck...mother...!" Sasuke was insensate to anything that was not Naruto. His mind was under a red haze, his cock on the verge of bursting and his mouth untethered. "Fuck, deeper, take me, own me... make me scream!
"Feel that baby?" Naruto growled while he placed his mouth back on Sasuke's shoulder and bit deep. Sasuke's mind screamed while his mouth hung open and his eyes were clenched tight. His cock pulsed once, twice, and three times, emptying his load on the metal door while Naruto's cum flooded his ass. The Uzumaki was dropping kisses on Sasuke's skin, from soft kisses to kitten licks.
Sasuke came back to his senses, reached behind him and cupped Naruto's head. He then twisted his to kiss him. "Fuck I love you."
Lips traced his wet skin, "Shower?"
Sasuke debated with washing off with carrying the scent he loved some much home but gave in. It would not do going to the ride home with Gaara- the most perceptive person on earth- with the smell of spunk on him. "Yeah, I guess."
A shower, two blow jobs later, and half a dozen missed calls from Gaara, Sasuke stepped into the car to see Gaara turn from the steering wheel, look at him and snicker.
"Oh, shut up and drive," Sasuke grumbled.
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