Sakura is peacefully asleep. Ino thanks the gods. She was expecting a major meltdown from the pinkette, but so far, nothing out of the ordinary. Just blessed unconsciousness. Which is exactly what the Haruno heiress needs most to prepare for Sakura's sure to be horrific hangover tomorrow morning.
Sakura's mother sneaks in and wordlessly hands Ino some spare blankets. No words are exchanged between the two women, just worried glances.
Ino offers Mrs. Haruno a small smile and nods her thanks. Mrs. Haruno whispers a good night, and leaves the room. She herself will sleep like a baby tonight.
This is an extremely joyful occasion for her. Sasuke is going to take a mate tonight. Her baby is finally safe from his psychotic clutches. Her deepest sympathies are with Minato and Kushina, but her heart cannot help but beat a little faster in anticipation. Tomorrow is a new day. Sakura's freedom truly begins. She can finally let go of her obsession with Sasuke and live for herself.
Sakura is such a bright girl; her mother has high hopes for her. Maybe she will be a doctor or a paramedic. Her intelligence and grades will open a lot of doors for her, and not necessarily just in medicine. The sky is the limit.
Haruno residence is nothing fancy, just another stately home belonging to another well-to-do family. Ino sighs. Tonight, she was hoping to be at the Uchiha mansion instead, and see their fancy halls and antique furniture, dance with Shikamaru and Chouji, indulge in fine wedding cuisine. Unfortunately, tonight is going to be difficult for Sakura, and as her best friend - Former best friend… Ino thinks bitterly – it's her duty to be here.
Ino settles on the floor, and lays out her borrowed sheets and pillows beside Sakura's bed. She is glad that Shikamaru and Chouji will be at the wedding. They can tell her all about it. But the stab of disappointment she feels at not being able to show off her new dress and makeup is difficult to shrug off. For Sakura. Ino says to herself. I have to be here for Sakura. She needs me.
Sakura shifts in her sleep, completely unaware of Ino's presence. Her body is peaceful, except for her hands. They open and close into fists, as if reaching for something, and not being able to get it. Ino knows that Sakura is trying to reach for Sasuke and sighs sadly. You are never going to recover from his rejection, are you?
Placing a gentle kiss to the forehead she has been making fun of since kindergarten, Ino settles on the floor, and forces herself into restless slumber.
Sasuke sits on a richly decorated chair looking like a crown prince waiting to be declared king. His dark robes, which are standard Uchiha wedding apparel, contrast with his lovely pale skin and make him appear ethereal. Jet black eyes regard all present with proud contempt; those scarlet lips contorted into a victorious smirk. He has found his bride, against all odds and is going to place a claim on him today. Sasuke has always been a cocky person, but the aura of arrogance around him tonight can put a peacock to shame.
Naruto sits next to the Uchiha where he belongs, his rightful place as Sasuke's consort. His white robes announce his virgin status loud and clear. Those blue eyes sparkle preciously behind a veil, and regard everything and everyone with fear and distrust. The feeling of shyness and uncertainty dominates Naruto's very core. There are dozens of people around, all staring at his body, taking pictures and asking questions. Their gazes burn through the blond and make him want to hide under the fancy chair he is sitting on. Without thinking, Naruto grabs Sasuke's hand and squeezes it tightly, hoping for comfort.
Sasuke's clever fingers squeeze back. The Uchiha frowns at his submissive's fear. His dobe is scared. Why? There is no danger or threat around. "Dobe?" He asks, fully willing to protect his mate from everything and anything. "Are you okay? What's bothering you?"
"I don't like this." Naruto whispers. "Why do we have to sit in front of all these people? It's embarrassing."
"It's tradition." Sasuke's tone is gentle and patient. "I am formally announcing you as my bride and mate. I am stating that you are my willing property and that anyone who wants to hurt you will have to go through me first."
"Oh." Naruto voice is small. "How long will this take?"
"It won't be long." Sasuke squeezes Naruto's hand again. "The wedding alter is being prepared. And the priest will be here to bind us soon."
The crowd is huge. Everyone rich from Konoha seems to be here, as well as a large group of out-of-towners. The Uchiha family is so powerful and well-connected. Naruto feels extremely intimidated and a little lost. There are some friendly faces, people from school as well as some cousins and old friends, but it's hard to find them in a large sea of strangers and blinding camera flashes.
In what seems like hours, but in reality only a few minutes, Sasuke and Naruto are escorted by a large group of very well-dressed people to an elaborate ceremonial arch. Itachi and Deidara are waiting for them along with a very stern looking holy man.
Itachi, dressed in maroon robes which beautifully bring out his eyes, presses his lips to Sasuke's forehead in a rare display of public affection. Deidara – wearing bright emerald satin - smiles at them warmly, and the elder couple leaves Sasuke and Naruto with the priest.
The crowd which has gathered here to witness their union is noisy, energetic and even rowdy, but when the priest raises a hand, a powerful silence ensues. Naruto can now hear his irregular heartbeat. It's a truly thunderous sound.
"We are gathered here," The priest's eyes take on a familiar pattern – the Sharingan. He is a holy man from the Uchiha family, "to join this young couple in the bonds of matrimony. Are there any objections?" No one dares to speak a word.
"May I have the rings please?" The man's tone manages to be polite and commanding at the same time. Kakashi steps forward and hands Sasuke and Naruto twin velvet boxes. He had begged Sasuke to be the ring bearer… and the flower girl. A crown weaved with tulips rests on his silvery gray head.
Sasuke grabs his bride's left hand and places a ring adorned with blue diamonds on Naruto's ring finger. Naruto mimics him, and puts a simpler, silver band on Sasuke's left ring finger.
"Speak your vows, children." The holy man's authoritative tone breaks the hush which has fallen over the room.
Sasuke's sharp voice follows. "I will protect you until the day my heart stops beating."
The priest hums in approval at the elegant and straightforward sentence. "And the bride?"
Naruto's blue eyes focus on Sasuke's face. "I promise to do everything I can, to keep you by my side. Where you belong."
A small smile appears on Sasuke's otherwise stoic face. His dobe is as sweet as honey.
Kushina breaks into tears. She knows her baby means every word of what he just said. Such love and devotion, wasted on a heartless Uchiha. She knows her son is destroying his life, but can do nothing but watch. It's like she has a front row seat to her son's demise. Her heart is breaking.
Minato stares at the spectacle, frozen. He wants to take his son away from these vultures, but this marriage is Naruto's choice, and Minato has always given his baby boy everything he has asked for.
The priest continues. "With the grace of God and all his worshippers, I bless your union."
The invisible shield holding Sasuke back ever since he first met Naruto has finally broken. The groom grabs his bride and kisses him desperately.
The crowd breaks into cheers and hoots obnoxiously, encouraging the passionate lip-lock.
Kakashi screams the loudest. He loves weddings. Iruka watches from his seat with exasperation as his boyfriend makes a complete ass of himself and throws his flowery crown in the air, missing the frightening priest by a bare inch.
The bride and groom are the most important part of any wedding; the guests are completely focused on the newlywed couple as is the norm. However, Itachi's goal is to distract the invitees and take their attention away from a desperate Sasuke and his nervous bride so their wedding night can begin early. Standing on the opposite corner from the alter, Itachi addresses the crowd in his usual monotone. "Ladies and gentlemen, if I could have your attention."
The crowd immediately turns around and faces the elder Uchiha brother. Itachi tries to smile pleasantly, but the look on his face looks more like a cross between pained and demented. "It's time to dine."
It's almost comical how the mere mention of food can divert a crowd's attention. The sound that escapes Chouji's throat is a war cry, one which shocks and alarms the rest in attendance. The lovely couple is forgotten as the Akamichi heir makes a break from his chair towards the dining hall. Shikamaru sighs and follows at a slower, more reasonable pace.
As the crowd is herded towards the fabulously decorated dining hall, Sasuke grabs Naruto's wrist and drags him toward a dark exit before Minato can notice.
"W-Where are we going?" Naruto gasps as he is suddenly taken from a well-lit hall to a pitch black space.
"We are leaving the crowd behind." Sasuke's voice answers from somewhere Naruto's left. "Are you hungry right now?"
This day has been hectic. Naruto has been awake since the crack of dawn, and his body, as well as his mind is exhausted. And on top of that, there is a sick, foreign feeling in his stomach. "No." Naruto answers quietly. "I don't wanna eat right now."
"Good. We will eat tomorrow at breakfast." That said, Sasuke starts to lead Naruto towards the staircase.
Naruto makes a pleased sound and carefully follows Sasuke upstairs. It's a little difficult at first, climbing an unfamiliar staircase in complete darkness, but with Sasuke's firm guidance, the blond feels comfortable and safe.
Stepping out into light again is startling and the veil doesn't help, blue eyes blink wildly, trying to reacquaint themselves to sight. Naruto's sleep deprived state, coupled with the sudden assault on his optic senses, leaves the poor blond dizzy. Sasuke however, is ready to catch his bride should he fall.
The upper floors are as elegant as the downstairs hall, but not as heavily decorated. While the guests mingle and dine downstairs, Sasuke leads his new mate through semi-dark corridors.
"Your house is nice. Everything's really pretty."
"Our house," Sasuke corrects. "You live here now."
Naruto grins sleepily as they pass yet another precious vase that costs more than most people's houses. "I live with rich people."
"You are rich people." Sasuke makes sure he has a firm grip on Naruto's frame. "You are an Uchiha now. My money belongs to you as much as it does me."
"I don't want your money. I am not a gold digger."
Naruto's comment surprises a quiet laugh out of Sasuke. "No, dobe. You are definitely not a gold digger."
"I don't want your money." Naruto repeats himself desperately. "That's not why I married you. You have to believe me." The last thing he wants is for Sasuke to think of him as a money-hungry whore.
Sasuke frowns as they pass a portrait of Fugaku in his teen years, "I believe you." One benefit of Naruto's overwhelming innocence is how easy it is for Sasuke to trust the small blond.
The couple walks in silence. Their pace is slow, and allows Naruto to observe the sheer haunted feel of the Uchiha mansion. Every corner is dark, and each lamp fails miserably to light desolate hallways. The entire atmosphere is nightmarish and makes Naruto shiver, making Sasuke pull the blond closer to his body.
"How far is your room?" Naruto asks timidly a few moments later. He is feeling extremely tired, and as beautiful as his attire is, it's not ideal for walking.
"It's close." Sasuke frowns at the weakness in his bride's voice. The blond seems to be moving slowly, and that precious remaining energy should be best conserved for sex.
Naruto yelps in surprise when he is lifted off his feet without as much as a warning. "Sasuke!"
"Shh." Sasuke soothes. "Relax. I got you."
Naruto reluctantly curls his arms around Sasuke's neck, his lower limbs practically screaming in relief. It feels so good to be off his feet. Sasuke cradles the precious weight close, soothing Naruto's whines by placing soft kisses to whiskered cheeks.
Naruto tries to reciprocate and kiss Sasuke, but is distracted by the sight of an ornate door at the end of what originally seemed like an endless hallway.
"My room." Sasuke says. Stepping forward, he enters and doesn't even notice when Naruto turns bright red at being carried across the threshold by his husband.
Sasuke doesn't have any trouble seeing in the dark and carefully places Naruto on his bed. His demon positively squeals with happiness.
Naruto flinches as once again, he is forced to face complete and utter darkness. The kind that could probably consume the sun and destroy it forever. "This room is worse than the halls. What is it with the Uchiha family and shadows?"
"It's because of the Sharingan. Over-sensitivity to light is a common problem in our family. The darkness is soothing." Sasuke says and turns on the nearest lamp for Naruto's benefit.
Due to the lamp's dim glow, Naruto eyes are now able to visualize the rose petals adorning the bed he is sitting on. In fact, the entire room looks like a honeymoon suite at a lavish hotel. "Does your room always look like this?" Naruto asks, deeply surprised; the sudden blush on his face feels feverish.
It seems that despite Sasuke's efforts to keep Deidara out of his room, the blond snuck in anyway and managed to decorate. "Of course not." Sasuke wrinkles his nose when the strong scent of roses assaults his sensitive sense of smell. His eyes are unusually sensitive tonight, and even the soft flickering glow of candles burns his retinas. "It's just for our wedding night."
Naruto fights the urge to run away. It's not like he would get far in this dress anyway. Damn thing would probably trip him and land him on a smirking Sasuke's feet.
Sasuke doesn't notice Naruto's fright; the Uchiha is deep in thought. He has absolute confidence that he is going to get what he wants tonight, his dobe's nude body writhing underneath him. Now whether that writhing will be in pain or pleasure depends solely on Naruto. The blond can submit willingly, or resist and face a powerful demon's wrath, which is something the new groom is hoping to completely avoid. There is no way his demon can be allowed to make an appearance tonight. His bride could not possibly tolerate its vile presence.
It is frighteningly easy to break a uke which is unfortunately, one of the major reasons they are always in such high demand. Unlike true females who are incredibly self-confident and independent, uke are delicate males born and bred for comfort. It is very easy to control and abuse them. Their default setting is helpless, which makes them highly desirable.
Naruto is far more beautiful than any creature Sasuke has ever seen, but his behaviour is like any other uke on his wedding night. The blond is so tense he is vibrating like a plucked bowstring. And he is not even remotely interested in Sasuke, trying to ignore his husband's existence all together, instead focusing on making himself look as small as possible.
Sasuke is not offended by Naruto's neglectful attitude, and instead uses the opportunity enjoy the vision that is his impossibly beautiful bride. Naruto's has a very trim figure which looks even more attractive wrapped up in bridal silk. The robes are incredibly modest, embroidered material covers every inch of Naruto, even his face is hidden by an alluring veil. The only part showing is the soft, creamy skin of Naruto's wrists. Everything is incredibly Victorian and makes Sasuke wonder, is the skin of Naruto's thighs as creamy and supple as his wrists? Will it bruise easy when Sasuke bites and licks at it?
Sasuke's hands tremble with excitement. He cannot believe this moment is here. Unable to control his shakiness, he leans forward and lifts Naruto's veil.
Crystal blue meets Sharingan red but Naruto immediately lowers his gaze. Lovely golden bangs fall prettily over Naruto's features and draw an immensely predictable response from Sasuke's nether regions. The Uchiha actually worries that his organs will fail at the sight of such beauty, which is ridiculous, because Sasuke has seen Naruto before... But he has never seen Naruto in a wedding dress. And Naruto has never lowered his eyes so submissively before.
The whisker marks which Sasuke found so odd on their first meeting are now fundamental to the Uchiha's arousal. They are so primitive, so animal. There is something incredibly wild hiding under Naruto's seemingly demure outer shell, and Sasuke silently vows to bring that side out.
"Is something wrong?" Naruto asks weakly, "Why are you staring at me? Do you not like the robes?"
"You look like a slice of heaven, I want to eat you." Sasuke doesn't mince words. He knows how important it is for a wife to know he is desired by his husband.
Despite the fact that Naruto was feeling extremely self-conscious, and Sasuke's comment is actually very flattering, an embarrassed "bastard" slips out of lush pink lips. Those very wrists that were driving Sasuke wild not even a second ago lift and soft hands cup Sasuke's face.
Sasuke leans into Naruto's touch and catches the wrists, fully accepting the loving touch. His wife's affections means everything to him. As pure and romantic as the moment is, Sasuke's sex-obsessed mind cannot help but wonder how these fingers will feel wrapped around his cock.
A uke's primary purpose in life is reproduction, but on the off chance that Naruto has any moronic ideas, Sasuke decides to state his intentions. "We will never use birth control."
Naruto looks positively alarmed. Sasuke continues. "I don't care what other couples are doing, I want children, and I will not stand for oral contraceptives and condoms. And don't even thing about sneaking birth control pills behind my back because I will easily smell the change they will bring in your scent."
The small blond nods shakily.
"You willgive birth to my children." Sasuke ignores his demon's happy purring. "And I will severely punish you if you try to undergo secret abortions."
Sasuke knows he has said something horrendously wrong when blue eyes water immediately. Naruto looks completely heartbroken and whispers softly. "I would never kill my babies."
That said, the blond removes his hands from Sasuke's shocked face and lowers his head, those previously joyful sapphire eyes swimming with painful sorrow. The demon has stopped purring, instead choosing to wail horribly.
Sasuke has never wanted to slit his wrists more, which is really saying something because before Naruto came along, he used to be a regular cutter.
Then Naruto starts apologizing and everything gets worse.
"I am sorry." Naruto begs for forgiveness which is so very wrongbecause Sasuke is the one who should be begging and apologizing. "I know what you think, that just because my cousin had an abortion, I will probably do the same, but that's not true at all, I swear."
"What are you talking about?" Sasuke mutters.
Naruto sniffles pathetically. "My cousin went to one of those clinics, and aborted her baby. The father of the baby didn't want to marry her. She was too scared to raise the baby alone."
"What kind of an asshole refuses to take responsibility for his child?" Sasuke asks coldly. He himself cannot imagine abandoning his offspring. If the worst should happen, he will give his children to Itachi, or even Kakashi, but to walk out on them completely? Unforgivable.
"I would never kill my babies." Naruto repeats himself sadly. "I don't care what the world thinks, I will raise the baby by myself if I have to."
"You will never have to do that." Sasuke states firmly. "I will never let that happen."
"You can't predict the future. What if something takes you from me?"
"Then my brother will take care of you. Or your parents, but I doubt my brother will let them take my child away." Sasuke's tone is disturbingly calm – it's as if he is speaking of the weather, not his own death. "If I am dead, Itachi would rather die and join me than give away the last living piece of me."
"That's good." Naruto lets out a depressed chuckle. "Our baby will be taken care of, so I can kill myself and join you in death."
The demon has gone completely silent. It cannot believe Sasuke's stupidity. How can the bastard Uchiha make a happy bride suicidal? And in such a short period of time? This has to be some kind of record.
"I don't want to live without you." The look Naruto is giving Sasuke is full of love and... tears. "I don't care if you make me miserable when we are together, I just want to be by your side."
The demon living inside him feels like an angel of the highest order compared to Sasuke, the scum who made his bride cry. He has to make things right, before Naruto sinks further into this spontaneous depression. "I just want to have children with you." Sasuke explains. "I don't care what your cousin did, and Uchiha live very long lives if they mate before their seventeenth birthday."
Naruto gives Sasuke a kind smile, those blue eyes still watery with tears. The scent of salt is heavy in the air. "You don't have to worry Sasuke. I will do whatever you want me to."
Sasuke sighs heavily, his dobe is obedient tonight, but that obedience stings more than disobedience ever could. Naruto is at his most beautiful when he is busy insulting and defying Sasuke.
The Uchiha has two choices, he can either continue his explanation, and try to get Naruto back to his usual, vibrant self, or he can accept the what is sure to be temporary surrender and fuck his pretty blond brains out. Naruto usually has a vicious temper, is very easy to rile up, and will not submit willingly. This is a rare opportunity, and the wedding night is sure to go a lot smoother if Sasuke avails it. Sex is in order, it's time to claim the comely blond.
Unexpectedly, Naruto is the one who initiates contact, placing a chaste kiss on his husband's lips. Pouty pink meet elegant scarlet, and even the sheer innocence of the kiss isn't enough to keep Sasuke from groaning lustfully. It is obviously not confidence which drives Naruto's kiss, the blond is shaking, and Sasuke fleetingly wonders what is up with his bride.
This is a turning point in their relationship; Sasuke wants to teach Naruto a lesson in seduction, maybe encourage him to initiate sexual contact in the future.
The kiss lasts for mere seconds, and Sasuke knows why, the short explosive burst of need Naruto was feeling is gone, and the shyness is back. Which is good, because as important and enjoyable as sweet, innocent kisses are, Sasuke needs more.
Even in his virginal purity, Naruto is more seductive than anyone Sasuke has ever met. The Uchiha is no stranger to strip clubs and brothels; however, Naruto's chaste kisses are infinitely more preferable to the generous affection whores used to throw Sasuke's way. That is not to say that Sasuke does not see Naruto's potential to be a sensual lover. The dobe's body is slender and sensitive. His scent is intoxicating, and those pouty pink lips are ideal for kissing and sucking cock.
Sasuke cannot wait to spend the rest of his life waking up next to his heavenly mate.
Naruto looks embarrassed, as if ashamed that he was brave enough to kiss his husband. Sasuke knows that a lot of seme out there despise a confident uke, and punish their submissives for initiating pleasure.
Imbeciles, every single one of them.
Sasuke charges forward, lightening quick and starts showering Naruto's neck with soft, chaste kisses. Naruto is incredibly surprised. He is being... rewarded, for being shameless. How strange.
The demon, upset with the slow pace of the night, starts screaming like a banshee.
Glaring at seemingly nothing, Sasuke pulls away from Naruto's creamy neck and gives his wife an order. "Undress."
Naruto bows his head, and hastily obeys, thankful that he wasn't punished for kissing Sasuke without permission. Sasuke sits back and watches the show. Itachi has previously warned him about the wedding robes, and to let Naruto remove them himself. Sasuke`s eager hands will surely damage the delicate white silk, not to mention, Naruto might even get scared and the night will end in disharmony.
"The trick", Itachi had lectured Sasuke, "is in the element of surprise. Do everything quickly. Don`t give the bride time to get scared, spread those legs and be inside the blond before he knows what`s happening."
As soon as Naruto is done folding the expensive robes over a nearby chair, Sasuke walks over to his almost naked bride and wraps him in his arms. "I will make you feel so good tonight."
Naruto closes his eyes and leans back into Sasuke's embrace. Tonight is the night his life changes forever. "Do whatever you want, bastard" He mumbles. "I am yours."
"Damn right you are." Sasuke is quick to agree.
Naruto's underwear isn't orange, thank heavens, it is actually a lacy black number and makes Sasuke's mouth water.
"You like it?" Naruto smiles at the feel of powerful arms around his stomach. They make him feel so safe. "You said you wanted sexy underwear."
Sasuke swallows, his mouth is suddenly very, very dry. "I also said you can wear whatever you want. It doesn't matter to me."
"It matters to me." Naruto opens his eyes, and looks around the large, dark room, the glow of the candles make everything appear ethereal. "You are my husband. I should give you whatever you want."
Struggling to control his breathing at Naruto's painfullyseductive words Sasuke swiftly shrugs out of his own robes and dumps them nearby. Sasuke then pushes Naruto towards his – no, their – bed and 'helps' the blond to overbalance and trip face first into the pillow, with his ass in the air.
The sight is the final straw, Sasuke is on Naruto, before the blond can even get half-way up and ever hope to regain his balance, pushes his face back down into the pillows, and plastering himself along the sleek line of the boy's slender back. Naruto freezes when he feels Sasuke's erection grinding against his ass, and Sasuke smiles a wild grin, stretching up to whisper into his wife's ear. "You know, for a virgin, you sure know how to arouse a male lightening quick." That said, the Uchiha bites downs where Naruto's neck meets a creamy shoulder, resisting the urge to cackle joyfully when the blond doesn't even bother resisting and instead turns his head to give Sasuke complete and easy access.
The elegant and public wedding ceremony is over. Sasuke and Naruto are now husband and wife. But the mating is still incomplete. It will be nothing like the posh affair the wedding was, instead a sure to be wild and private act, completely filthy and animalistic, like two dogs rutting helplessly in heat.
Careful to suckle a vivid bruise into Naruto's neck, Sasuke fondles the blond's cock, Naruto is already half hard, which is an incredibly pleasant surprise. A lot of uke go through their wedding nights without ever getting aroused and ever having orgasms. Sasuke does not want to take Naruto's virginity without giving the blond pleasure first. It is very important for a seme to arouse his uke. A source of pride and self-respect. Naruto's flaccid cock would have been a serious blow to Sasuke's ego.
Sasuke lightly and explanatively touches Naruto's cock, causing a soft, sexy whine to escape the blond's throat. Grinning like a hyena, Sasuke smoothly caresses the soft, hot skin waiting for him, continuing his suckling on a creamy neck even as he pumps Naruto to full hardness. Then Sasuke pulls on the lacy panties, yanking them down creamy thighs. He cannot get the underwear fully off his wife without moving from this incredibly satisfying position first, and right now it isn't necessary. Sasuke returns one hand to the boy's stiff member while the other palms his own engorged shaft. Shifting so his cock is pressed firmly against Naruto's delicious ass, Sasuke arches an arrogant brow at the low moan that escapes the blond's throat.
No two uke's bodies are the same. Some uke are incapable of getting hard and ever achieving orgasms, some are moderately capable of feeling pleasure, and some extremelyrare others are highly sensitive to sexual stimulation and readily achieve orgasms. Sasuke can tell that Naruto is in the last category, and despite his fear, is getting rock hard for his husband's touch. Every single aspect about Naruto seems to be a gift from the gods.
Sasuke has difficulty removing his mouth from Naruto's neck, but he somehow manages it and leans to whisper into the delicate shell of his ear. "I am not using any lubricant for our first time, I know it will hurt, but for our mating to be successful, there can be nothing between us, no condoms, no lube, nothing."
Naruto stays still, his body tense with fear, nerves and every other emotion a new bride probably feels, Sasuke has no idea.
Having sex with a virginal uke without lube often results in bleeding, and without condom often results in pregnancy which results in a lot of unwanted children, but it's the only way to ensure that the bond forged by the priest stays permanent and remains in place for eternity.
Sasuke isn't concerned about condoms, but the bleeding... the last thing he wants is to cause his mate pain, but unfortunately, it's the only way mating will be completed.
Naruto is probably not going to like him for a while for this, and the pain will be intense, not to mention, Sasuke's own guilt will hurt him more than anything the blond can do. However, in this case, the Uchiha's hands are tied. His dobe won't be able to walk for a while, at least not without limping, and that thought alone sends a happy and shameless tingle down Sasuke's spine.
Not to mention, sex without lube will hurt and chafe Sasuke too, but a little pain has never, ever turned him off. In fact he prefers it mixed in with his pleasure, like a glorious cocktail.
Before Naruto has time to contemplate the ramifications of sex without lubrication, Sasuke grabs one smooth hip to hold the boy in place, and then uses his other hand to steady his weeping cock. With a quick, determined thrust, Sasuke is inside.
Naruto wails as eight inches of cock is inside his aching channel all at once, but he tries to hold in his screams. The last thing he wants is to annoy his husband with his useless noises. His erection wilts immediately, but he focuses on accommodating his husband inside himself.
Sasuke almost loses his erection himself, his bride screaming under him, squirming a little. He can tell that Naruto is trying to control himself, and stop his noises, and the knowledge annoys him. The last thing he wants is for the blond to hold himself back. The dobe Sasuke needs should be fighting and thrashing to get free.
The lovely heat of Naruto's insides is a harsh temptation to Sasuke's rock-hard arousal, but he forces himself to remain still for a little while. Causing a little pain is okay, but Naruto is in a lotof pain.
While Naruto struggles to get his breathing under control and force his body to calm for his husband's pleasure, Sasuke reaches around him and skims his fingers on the blond's flat stomach, feeling the softness and the silky texture of creamy skin. Reaching higher, Sasuke tweaks a perky nipple, Naruto cannot help but shudder helplessly.
Some uke hate having their nipples stimulated, but Sasuke is perversely glad his dobe isn't one of them.
Finally, the desperate, pained clench of the muscles around him relax, leaving only the inherent tightness. Shifting a little, just to give his blond some warning, Sasuke begins to rock slightly. At the same time, Sasuke trails his hands down to Naruto's penis, upset to find that the erection is gone, and the member is limp in his hand. Sasuke seizes it, squeezing gently in time with his rocking. Beneath him, Naruto sighs softly, the muscles of his ass relaxing even more and allowing Sasuke to slide in another two inches before they have a chance to tighten again from the blond's surprise at the more complete invasion.
Sasuke moves from rocking to lightly thrusting, sliding his hand in a similar motion over Naruto's cock. The blond moans in renewed arousal, his sound incredibly pleasing to Sasuke's ears, drawing an involuntary harder thrust out of him. Naruto whimpers and his anal muscles clamp down instantly, Sasuke growls in pleasure while a small part of him worries that he has really hurt Naruto this time.
But then, miracle of all miracles, Naruto's hips snap back to his, taking all of Sasuke's penis in for the first time. Sasuke grins like a loon. His dobe is responding wonderfully. This won't be the first time Sasuke Uchiha has won against all odds, but it is definitely the sweetest.
Naruto is definitely loving being full for the first time, but he isn't in ecstasy just quite yet. Sasuke shifts the angle of his thrusts and tries to hit the glorious, magical spot hidden deep inside Naruto.
The reason why most uke do not orgasm on their wedding nights is because finding a uke's prostate is incredibly tricky business. Especially when the uke is a virgin; nine times out of ten the tightness of the young boy's virginity is enough to make the seme orgasm within seconds of being inside.
But Sasuke is determined to please his bride, his self-confidence as a lover, as a husband, as a male depends on it. On his fourth try, Naruto howls like a wounded animal and slams back against Sasuke, hips working frantically. Obviously Naruto is enjoying himself enough to stop thinking, and just accept Sasuke inside himself with all his male glory.
Sasuke has Naruto under his control, making sure to control his dobe's movements to a certain extent. But Naruto's sheer enjoyment of the act is so promising that Sasuke takes a gamble and relaxes his hold.
Naruto has more freedom to move now – and all that changes is everything.
No longer held still by the Uchiha's strength, Naruto is suddenly writhing under Sasuke, pushing back against every thrust, and whimpering cries fall generously from the pretty pink mouth.
Sasuke answers the cries enthusiastically and grinds himself inside the sweet ass that much harder, careful not to give the boy release just yet.
Sasuke is going to make Naruto beg for it, keep him writhing and squirming. The question is, how long can Sasuke hold out? How strong is he? The Uchiha prides himself on having a lot of stamina, but this is a unique situation. This is his ultimate fantasy come true, his one true mate in his arms, Naruto's tight, heavenly ass cradling Sasuke's cock oh so firmly, oh so lovingly. Like he never wants to let Sasuke go, like he wants to keep the thick member inside himself forever. As predicted, Sasuke is playing his gorgeous dobe like an instrument, only the musical sounds are driving him wild. Every thrust draws a wanton moan from the blond, a gasp or a pant. All Sasuke hears is "Ah! Ooh. Nnh. Yes! Nnh!"
Between his bride's steadily louder cries and the perfect heat of his ass, Sasuke just wants to keep going and focuses on those delicious sounds to gauge how close his dobe is to coming and keep him hovering there.
His focus is so intense, he almost misses when a new word is introduced in Naruto's sensual chant. "Sasuke, please! Let me. Please, I have to, Please."
It takes a powerful male to control himself for this long, but Sasuke still has to strain himself. The effort is painful; it makes Sasuke laugh uncontrollably. "You act all virginal," He whispers in a soft ear. "But you need to be fucked so bad." That said, Sasuke bites the ear, and hammers the boy's prostate hard, hard enough to hurt if the body under his was any less aroused, but it's true. Naruto doesneed to be fucked bad. Spreading his legs wider to accommodate Sasuke a little better, the blond welcomes the pain, howling his pleasure at being used completely.
Sasuke smirks arrogantly as Naruto throws his head back against his shoulder, slender hips slamming back against Sasuke's in delicious friction. The Uchiha tightens his grip on those glorious hips, making sure to grip harsh enough to leave bruises for days. He cannot help but bite one creamy shoulder hard enough to draw blood.
Naruto's breath hitches, the sound a desperate sob and goes completely silent, his muscles tense and trembling. Sasuke feels hot, mouth-watering fluid rush into the hand holding Naruto's erection.
Sasuke growls demonically as Naruto's ass muscles clench and spasm around his cock, an automatic response to the uke's orgasm, trying to milk the husband's cock for semen. A powerful burst of control comes from nowhere, and all of a sudden, Sasuke has no desire to come, even as the delicious ass around his cock begs him to. The Uchiha wants to hang on. He has made his precious dobe come once, the lovely fluid still covering his hand. Now he wants to challenge the odds even more and make the pretty bride come again.
Naruto is boneless against Sasuke, all fucked out, not even noticing the hard cock still buried inside his ass. But he notices when Sasuke pulls out of him. Mewing softly in pain and hurt, Naruto sobs. "Please Sasuke, don't go. Don't leave me, stay inside please. I am so empty..."
Sasuke brings up one cum covered hand to his mouth and licks the delicious fluid. Unlike a seme, which produces semen for reproduction, uke produce a replacement candy like fluid merely for decorative purposes. This pseudo semen is a lot more delicious than a seme's, individual taste varying. Sasuke savours Naruto's spicy taste. "Hmm, I am surprised you don't taste like ramen."
"Please, Sasuke..."
Ignoring, but still enjoying Naruto's begging, Sasuke takes the opportunity to pull the lacy panties off, also caressing smooth creamy thighs. "You are so sexy, Naruto." Sasuke drawls, as his wife shivers at his molestation. "I am going to make you pay for being so beautiful. When I am done with you, you won't be able to walk for a solid month." The blond mewls as Sasuke runs a firm hand through his pubic hair.
"I love your hair." Sasuke whispers. "Like gold."
Naruto knows that Sasuke isn't talking about the hair on his head, and his blush deepens.
Sasuke takes a moment to admire his dobe's delectable rear end, with its firm cheeks and rosy hole, still gaping open from the hard use, with the faint shine of precome smeared around it.
Suddenly, Sasuke does not want to wait any longer. His cock is so painfully hard, it is actually start to hurt, and not in a pleasurable way.
Forcing his wife to turn around, Sasuke grips Naruto's chin and dives for a kiss. It's the kiss to end all kisses. Filthy and desperate, with a side of romantic. Naruto whimpers when he tastes his own semen in Sasuke's mouth. A uke's essence tastes delicious to a seme, but not to the uke himself. Naruto doesn't like the taste at all, but the kiss itself is so pleasurable, he cannot resist.
Naruto's mouth tastes as spicy as the rest of him. It's arousing, and Sasuke is coming to understand that everything about his dobe is an incredible turn-on. It's like someone up in heaven has taken everything Sasuke finds delicious and thrown it all together in a sensual package, a sexy blond.
Sasuke can explore his dobe's body later. His burning arousal cannot be ignored anymore. The demon is threatening to come out and finish the mating himself. Naruto gasps when he is pushed so he is lying flat on his back - his legs instinctively falling open so his husband can rest in between his thighs. Sasuke groans at the seductive movement, and positively growls when Naruto's thighs reflexively twine around his waist. It makes shoving his cock back into that abused, tight little hole so much easier.
Naruto groans and shudders, throwing his head back to thump against the headboard, but apparently oblivious to it. Now they are moving together again, Sasuke trailing bites and kisses over Naruto's collarbones, his grip on the blond's ass bruising. Naruto's arms loop around Sasuke's shoulders, pulling him down for another desperate kiss.
Tongues massage each other sensually, and Naruto grants Sasuke complete access, letting his husband take control of the soul-consuming kiss.
This position is incredibly missionary; Sasuke gets easily annoyed by it and hikes his bride up higher against him, without breaking their kiss. Naruto clutches at him, gasping into Sasuke's mouth as most of his own weight lands on the cock nestled deep inside him. Sasuke smirks at the absolute obsceneness of their new position, and eyes the bruises and bites littered over Naruto's delectable throat and shoulders appreciatively.
Naruto's hands are still clutching desperately at Sasuke's shoulders, afraid to let go as if hanging on to a lifeline. Sasuke renews his thrusts, not going easy on his new bride.
The blond has been getting more confident as the sex progresses, and actually builds up the courage to reach between their chests and rub his fingertips against a nipple. Sasuke jerks a little harder into his wife and fastens his mouth on one of Naruto's nipples, returning the favour. The blond cries out, his hand stops it's wandering to clutch at Sasuke's hand lace their fingers together. The Uchiha's eyes widen, all of a sudden, the sheer intimacy of the act hits him full on and he cannot help but place a chaste kiss to Naruto's forehead.
Naruto lets out a laugh which sounds more like a broken sob and breaths sweet promises into Sasuke's lips. "I will never leave you. We will be so happy together."
Sasuke takes it all in, and forces himself to believe every saccharine word which falls from honey lips.
"Hey," Sasuke whispers a moment later, and stares into glassy and dilated blue eyes – a look not unlike pain flashes across that lovely face with each thrust. It's really just overwhelming pleasure, but Sasuke nuzzles gold strands comfortingly. Letting go of interlaced fingers he places Naruto's hand on his cock. "Touch yourself."
Naruto's eyes widen as the meaning slowly seeps through the fog of pleasure which controls his mind.
"Touch yourself." Sasuke repeats, his bright ruby eyes glaring commandingly and rolls his hips as punctuation. Whimpering softly, Naruto does just that, hips pushing against his husband's as a soft, trembling hand moves over his shaft.
The sweet virginal blond, impaled on Sasuke's cock, touching himself. Sasuke cannot help but stare in fascination for a few minutes.
"Please, move faster" Naruto begs, his voice a submissive whine, glassy sky blue eyes pleading.
Sasuke smirks, and obeys, but keeps his thrusts light.
"H-Harder." Naruto's lips pout softly.
Sasuke's expression grows into a grin as he thrusts harshly into Naruto's tight body and starts a violent rhythm. Naruto's back arches in wild abandon.
"Patience is a virtue, dobe." Sasuke teases.
Naruto doesn't respond, far too occupied with the cock buried in his ass. Sasuke considers it a victory. His sweet bride is losing himself in the carnal act of sex. What a delightful outcome. Best wedding present Sasuke could ever ask for.
It is so easy to get lost in Naruto, the sweet ass and soft sounds of helpless pleasure. The delicious friction of Naruto's clinging muscles clench Sasuke closer and closer to completion. He forces Naruto to come before him – again, another unusually generous courtesy – and follows after seconds later.
Orgasms are always painful for Sasuke, and he likes it that way. But this particular, godly orgasm feels like it has burned him from the inside out, wringing every drop of seed from him. The ache is spectacular, and even an eternal masochist like Sasuke is pleased.
Naruto is silent after coming and when Sasuke finally comes back down from his epic high, he realizes that the blond is completely unconscious.
Sasuke feels jealous of his bride, because he has never once in his life come hard enough to pass out. The feeling is momentary however, and pride quickly takes its place. I gave my mate his first orgasm, on his wedding night, and he passed out.Sasuke feels like a sex god.
A pained whimper escapes pouty lips when Sasuke carefully pulls his softened cock free of Naruto's slowly tightening hole, but to Sasuke's relief, the sad whine has more to do with the emptiness dobe feels than pain. However, Sasuke wants to be sure, so he turns Naruto around he is lying on his stomach.
Sasuke's eyes inspect Naruto's rosebud opening quickly and thoroughly. The Uchiha is incredibly pleased to discover that there seems to be no bleeding, just Sasuke's semen, trickling attractively down creamy thighs.
The night started out with a fully covered virgin dobe, and ends with a fucked out, naked blond. Leaning over soft, perfect cheeks, Sasuke lewdly sticks his tongue in Naruto's opening, not caring when Naruto mewls softly and tries to turn away. The Uchiha responds by grabbing already bruised hips harshly. "Stay." He coldly commands. "I am not done tasting you."
Even unconscious Naruto has enough sense not to disobey his husband.
Sasuke continues licking, and starts suckling bruises into already bruised thighs. Naruto writhes helplessly, and brokenly whispers Sasuke's name. Taking pity on the blond, and satisfied with his art – a litter of hickeys on creamy thighs, Sasuke leaves his female alone, mercifully letting the blond rest.
Sasuke contemplates getting out of bed and grabbing a wet towel to clean Naruto up, but decides against it. Naruto is infinitely more beautiful when he is covered in Sasuke's semen.
On further inspection, Sasuke fully concludes that Naruto has not bled even a little, which is a miracle, considering that the dobe was a virgin, and no lubrication was used.
Sasuke has always gotten off on hurting his sexual partners, but something about Naruto just begs to be protected, to be saved. Maybe it's the innocent whispered promises whispered in Sasuke's ears in the heat of passion. Or maybe it's the fact that this isn't just some whore grinding against him in a club. It's the future mother of his children, sleeping restlessly against his side.
It hasn't even been minutes but Sasuke already misses the comfortable, sweet heat of Naruto's tight body. It's so exhilarating to be inside the pretty blond. Sasuke had felt like a god.
However, Sasuke knows that waking Naruto for another fuck would be cruel after the long and difficult day the poor blond has had. But the demon... it's screaming and shrieking, demanding to be inside that heavenly ass again.
Sasuke places a kiss to a relaxed shoulder, and whispers soothingly in a sleeping Naruto's ear. "Sorry dobe..." placing another kiss to a shoulder blade he whispers again "well, it's your fault for having such a delicious ass."
Slowly, Sasuke guides his member back into Naruto's entrance. The thick cock is soft, after all, Sasuke isn't trying to fuck the blond, but to rest inside him, and placate his needy demon.
Naruto is wet and well lubricated with Sasuke's semen and entry is a lot easier this time. The demon's screeching comes to an abrupt halt as soon as Sasuke is seated inside the sweet comfort. The groom places another tender kiss to sunny, golden locks.
Naruto sighs as if in relief from being filled again. The haunting emptiness is gone, replaced by a perfect full feeling. Sasuke's Sharingan fades into dark onyx and the Uchiha passes out abruptly. His demon however, stays wide awake, watching over its host and their mate.