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"So, how long have you been bartending?" Naruto asked, leaning against the kitchen counter. After cleaning up, he'd pulled on his underwear, and Sasuke slipped on a pair of jeans.

"As soon as I turned 21," Sasuke answered while handing him a new drink. "How long have you been promising to bottom without any previous experience?"

He almost choked after swallowing his drink. "Ha, well. Never. But, hey. New city, new job. Why not try out one more thing I've never done before?"

"As long as this new life philosophy doesn't lead to anything too dangerous."

Naruto smiled at him. "Oh, are you worried about me?"

"No. Simply offering some common sense advice since, by the looks of it, you were born with very little."

"Wow, is this how it's gonna feel when you fuck my ass? Because that burned."

Sasuke chuckled, the wrinkles between his brows furrowing and a small amount of pink coloring his cheeks. Naruto liked his laugh. A lot. He liked that Sasuke laughed at stupid jokes.

"Like I said," Sasuke pushed his bangs aside, tucking them behind an ear. "It's how I show my affection."

Naruto smirked. "Then how do you talk to enemies?"

"Ah, them?" Sasuke slid a hand into one of his pockets. "I fuck them."

"You fuck your enemies?" Naruto had been about to take another drink. "Am I an enemy?"

"We don't know each other well enough to discern that, do we?"

Naruto squinted at him, swirling the ice around in his glass. "You're quite the enigma, Sasuke. You even talk like the Riddler. And you won't let me know the story behind your tattoos."

"Like I said," Sasuke tilted his head. "Long story. For another time."

"So mysterious," he teased, but his curiosity was absolutely piqued.

"Now, shall we discuss the elephant in the room, and no I don't mean your cock."

Naruto snickered at the joke, embarrassed but flattered. "Yes, Sasuke?"

"You know I like when you say my name like that."

"That's why I did it." He grinned. "What's to say? I've always been a top, never had an interest in bottoming, never had a partner who wanted me to. Well, except this girlfriend I had in high school before I knew I was gay. She asked if she could peg me."

"Oh?" Sasuke grabbed a glass and poured himself some vodka. "I think I'm going to need this."

"I mean, when the idea of a guy gettin' nailed in the ass gave me a boner, I was pretty sure I was gay. I'd kinda already known, but yeah. Conservative upbringing."

"Not bi?" Sasuke asked.

"Why? Are you prejudiced against bi men?" He set his empty glass on the counter.

"Hm. Are you being facetious or is that a genuine question?"

"A little of both," he answered, giving a half-shrug. "Gay men seem to have varying opinions on this kinda stuff. Just ask my trans friends."

"Have you been with a trans man before?" Sasuke asked, tone one of curiosity. "I'm not saying I wouldn't, I'm just saying I've never been presented the opportunity."

"We only made out," Naruto replied thoughtfully. "He was hot."

"Why didn't you go further? If you don't mind me asking."

"If I had to say, he was one of my best friends, and we kinda agreed it'd fuck shit up to try anything. That, and, y'know. He didn't want to bottom, I didn't want to bottom."

"I see. It sounds like you're very open to a lot of things." Sasuke took Naruto's glass and poured vodka until it was half-filled. "Even your ex-girlfriend situation sounds quite interesting."

"Sakura? Yeah, she's feisty. Ironically, it was about that time she realized she was a lesbian."

Sasuke blinked at him and then let out a loud laugh.

"She's still one of my best friends," Naruto continued. "But, she's engaged to our other friend Ino. They run a catering business, like, for weddings? Ino does floral designs, too."

"Is that where your love of plants came from?" Sasuke asked, the corner of his mouth quirking.

"I'm surprised you remember I said anything."

"It wasn't that long ago."

"Yeah, but…" He stared at Sasuke, uncharacteristically uncertain and then—regaining his confidence—stepped over to him, placed a hand to his cheek, and kissed him. Using his other hand, he cradled Sasuke's face in his hands while they kissed. Naruto tilted Sasuke's head more to the side, deepening their kiss, touching their tongues together.

Although it was light, he felt the pressure of Sasuke's fingertips as they grazed his side, and the hand came to rest on his waist. It was a nice feeling, but very distracting. With his eyes tightly shut, Naruto found Sasuke's tongue and sucked on the tip before playfully giving it a nip. They parted, and that delicious pink was in place on Sasuke's cheeks again. A blush looked good on a man with skin that pale. He should've spanked Sasuke's ass when he had the chance. Although, he supposed, there was still plenty of time for that. Again, Naruto traced the outline of one of the birds, and had to bite his tongue to keep from asking about them again.

"There are five," Sasuke said, voice quiet. "For each person in my immediate family. Including myself."

"Oh?" Naruto glanced up from the tattoo. "That's really cool. There are five in your family? You have siblings?"

"I have a brother," Sasuke answered. "And a cousin, who's a lot like a brother. ...My parents."

"Do they not live around here? Are they in Oregon?"

"They aren't."

Sasuke's voice was clipped, so Naruto knew better than to press and even suspected that there were details to a story he should not be privy to given the length of their acquaintance.

He hummed, moving to trace the feathers on his arm. "Feathers… birds… snake."

"We all have our demons we battle," Sasuke pronounced. "Don't you think?"

"Certainly," he answered promptly, even nodding. "They are, though, very beautiful."

"You favor the feathers."

"Maybe I already guessed what these are about," he whispered, "But," Naruto, lowering his head, went to bite at Sasuke's shoulder, only skimming his teeth across the skin. "It's not that I don't like this one," he kissed it, "It almost feels like a rival. I can't explain it."

Sasuke snorted. "That tells me a lot about you."

"Does it?" Naruto stood straight, fingers wrapped around the top of Sasuke's arm. "What does it tell you?"

"That you're a fixer," Sasuke replied. "I assume you have a lot of people in your life who've come to you because they needed help."

"I suppose, or I lended help before they asked." He let his arm fall to his side.

"Would you suspect I'm a person in need of fixing?"

Naruto frowned. "Not at all."

"No?" Sasuke went to lean against the counter again. "I could be a complete mess."

"Sure." He crossed his arms and raised a foot, poking Sasuke's shin with his toes. "You could be a total mess, and I wouldn't know, but I don't think you are. I think you can handle yourself."

"Probably not as much as you handle yourself." Sasuke smirked.

"I liked your change in subject." Naruto grinned, stepping closer. They were—more or less—of equal height, but Sasuke's shoulders were slightly broader despite a narrower torso.

"Did you?" Sasuke put his hand on Naruto's hip. This time, Sasuke leaned in for a kiss, but Naruto, who could tell that Sasuke had—tensed, closed off—held a hand to his chest.

"Sasuke," Naruto whispered before their lips could connect.

Sasuke's eyes were heavy-lidded and focused on his mouth. "Hmm?"

Distractingly, Sasuke's thumb kept gliding directly above the waistband of his boxers, stroking across his side and the lower part of his stomach. It was almost ticklish.

Naruto brushed his lips against the other man's. "I'm glad I ran into you tonight."

"It's always nice to get laid," Sasuke breathed, attempting to nip at his lips.

He held him back still, curling his fingers inward against his palm. "That's true, but not what I meant. Not everything in life feels right or meant to be, and no matter if this is the last time I see you again, I get a feelin' it happened 'cause it was supposed to. Do you know what I mean?"

"You are a fixer," Sasuke responded, but he didn't sound mad.

"I'm only bein' honest. I'm goin' out on a limb sayin' something as gay as that."

Sasuke smirked. "Oh, I think there are much gayer things you can say."

"And, no doubt, you'll be getting me to say them very soon."

"I hope so."

He removed his hand, and Sasuke stood for a moment before closing his eyes and leaning in for a kiss. Gently, he cupped the back of Naruto's head while using the hand on Naruto's hip to draw him flush against his body. The hand on his head shifted to the back of his neck, then up again so that Sasuke's fingers started to comb through his hair. Naruto nearly mewled at the touch, feeling a wave of electricity the instant their stomachs touched. He remained acutely aware of Sasuke's smell: the sweat and musk lingering from sex, the scent of his cologne and shampoo, the hint of alcohol on his breath. It was a heady mixture. He let Sasuke take control of their kiss, but it didn't take much on his part to give it up. It wasn't that he was particularly biased against bottoming; however, he had always imagined it as another man trying to dominate him.

Never once had he considered this scenario, yet, almost instantly, he felt comfortable with the idea. If it was Sasuke, if it felt like this, which was both exciting and gentle, but also very sexy. Sasuke was sexy, his body was sexy, and his attitude and demeanor was… downright unholy. They continued kissing, and, eventually, he felt fingers sneak below the waistband of his shorts to lightly touch his cock. The fingers encircled him, holding him in a sure grip, and then he began to slowly pump Naruto's shaft. The hand at the back of his head kept him locked in place, pressed to Sasuke's front. Every time Naruto became excited and started to take control of the kiss, Sasuke would work some kind of spell with his hand and tongue that subdued him.

Sasuke's lips were just so… he couldn't get enough. They were full and sexy, and he was just so damn good at it that it instantly became addicting. Naruto ached to do something with his hands. Sasuke's jeans were low enough that he could dig his nails into the dimpled flesh of the other man's lower back. As the hand moved faster over his cock, Naruto slipped his hands beneath Sasuke's jeans, scratching his nails across the plump flesh of his ass.

"So good, Sasuke," he purred between a series of kisses. "What's your secret?"

Sasuke sniggered, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth. "Experience."

"That would—ah—explain it."

Sasuke squeezed him extra hard at the base of his shaft and dragged his fist upward before rubbing his palm against the head of Naruto's cock.

"Let's go back to my bed," Sasuke murmured in his ear before taking the soft lobe and giving it a tug with his teeth. "It's getting very hard for me to control myself."

"This is you controlling yourself?" He gasped when Sasuke sucked at a spot on the side of his neck, under his ear.

"You have no idea how restrained I can pretend to be." Sasuke removed his hand from Naruto's boxers, and Naruto let out a whimper of disappointment. The weight of his lids felt heavy as he stared at Sasuke, body hot and flushed all over, tingling pleasantly from head to toe.

"You look good," Sasuke told him.

"I do?" He blinked to clear his focus.

"Yeah." Sasuke touched his thumb to Naruto's bottom lip, tracing it and attracting a sliver of saliva that he lifted up for the both of them to see.

On impulse, Naruto grabbed his wrist and sucked the tip into his mouth—once, twice, three times, in and out—until Sasuke's gaze narrowed.

"Naruto…"

"Hmm?" He gave Sasuke's thumb one last suck, but remained holding onto his wrist.

"I really want to fuck you."

"Yeah?"

"Do you want me to fuck you?"

"Yeah," he said, licking his lips. "I really kinda do. I'm really turned on right now."

"I can see that," Sasuke said and, once more, pressed forward to kiss him deeply.

He made the strangest noise into the kiss, one Naruto had never heard himself make before. As cliche as it sounded, it was like being given water after a grueling march through a dessert. Sasuke's presence was addicting enough, but having his physical attention was just—

By the time the last kiss let up, Naruto was panting so hard it should've been embarrassing. They had their foreheads pressed together. Somewhere along the way, they'd grabbed each others hands—trapped between their chests—and interlaced their fingers.

"...Are you feelin' this?" Naruto asked, voice so low it should've been inaudible.

"What do you think?"

"I think you should take me to bed," he replied. "Now."

"Okay." Sasuke let go of his hand so that he could grab for the other. He led Naruto into the bedroom and, while still holding onto Naruto's hand, completely cleared the bed of the comforter and sheets. He tugged Naruto a step over so that he could drop the pillows against the headboard. When he finished, he turned to look at Naruto, touched a palm to his right cheek, and kissed him slowly. Naruto felt himself squeezing Sasuke's hand, making another series of appreciative noises. At least until he heard Sasuke start to laugh.

With a frown, Naruto pushed him off. "Hey, don't laugh at me!"

Sasuke looked smug. "Maybe you don't realize how completely different you sound compared to earlier. I think it's fair to say, I wasn't sure I could bring this out of you."

"Oh, no such confidence in yourself?" He teased, the heady feeling from earlier returning.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm very confident in my abilities. You just seemed exceptionally stubborn."

"I wouldn't be stubborn about somethin' that I couldn't deny felt good."

"That was a lot of negatives for one sentence," said Sasuke. "I hope you have a copywriter in that marketing department of yours."

Naruto smiled. "How are you so witty, even now? I can barely form a thought."

"Is that very different from normal?" Sasuke readjusted his hand on Naruto's hold, almost playing with it as he rejoined their fingers.

"I have a feeling," Naruto said, softened by the gesture, "You're a romantic at heart."

"Very doubtful."

"Okay, then you're softer than you give yourself credit for."

"Based on…?" Sasuke queried.

Naruto shrugged it off. "Instinct."

"Maybe it's you who brings it out of me," Sasuke replied, and Naruto attacked him.

It was just the right thing to say at the exact right time, and he couldn't hold back anymore. He had Sasuke up against the wall almost immediately, then the closet, hands scrambling to undo the man's jeans. Something similar went off inside Sasuke, and although Naruto had caught him off guard for a mere few seconds, it was Sasuke who somehow found his wrists, turned them around, and had Naruto up against the closet doors. His back hit hard, too, but he was done being gentle. It felt good to be roughed up as his shorts were yanked off and tossed aside. Sasuke, too, quickly removed his pants and flung them through the doorway in his excitement. Before Naruto could get out a laugh, he was shoved unceremoniously onto the bed. His head hit the pillows, and next he knew, Sasuke's head was between his legs. It felt as good as the first time. He was already getting hard, so the instant he felt the wet heat of Sasuke's mouth, it wasn't long before Naruto Jr. was standing at attention. Naruto was mesmerized, once more, just watching himself roughly enter Sasuke's mouth. The thrusts were short and deep, at times his full length disappearing. Naruto gripped the sheets as his hips began to rise off the bed. Sasuke restrained him by the thighs, keeping him pinned down to the bed while his head bobbed up and down, over and over until his head fell back onto the pillow. He stared up at the ceiling, already seeing stars, but willing himself to keep up a better pace than earlier.

He tried not to think too far ahead in case it dragged him from the moment. Instead, he focused on the feel of Sasuke's mouth, his beautiful face and its graceful, handsome features. Those tattoos, as well. Impossible to take his eyes off of them ever, especially when they conveyed such a masculine strength. Fuck, Sasuke was sexy. Naruto took in a deep breath, trying to calm his libido. He felt Sasuke lifting his legs fractionally, forcing them to bend at the knees. He gripped Naruto by the backs of his thighs, changing the speed of his sucking from fast and deep to excruciatingly slow and deep. Naruto let out a groan so low he sounded like a feral animal. He grabbed at Sasuke's head, trying to pull him up by the hair, but Sasuke kept on—increasing the speed again, going faster, and faster, and faster until—

"Jesus, fuck, stop,Sasuke, or I'm gonna shoot off in your mouth. God!"

Naruto, who thought Sasuke'd been so damn gung ho because he found pleasure in torturing him, almost came when Sasuke raised his eyes. He didn't look like he'd been fucking around. He looked hungry, like he'd devour Naruto, and fuck if it didn't make him horny as all hell. Is this what it should feel like? To want to have someone fuck you? He'd never felt this way with a man before, and if he'd stopped to think about it, it might've freaked him out. Luckily, his own hunger wouldn't allow it, and, albeit clumsily, he rolled over, then raised himself to his hands and knees. First, with his head pressed to the pillows and then he was up. He gave his hips an experimental wiggle before glancing over his shoulder. Sasuke was already up on his knees, staring at him, cock touching the side of Naruto's ass, and just like that—a hand came down over one of his cheeks, hard and stinging. It sent delightful shivers across his whole body. His cock was leaking onto the sheet, even the feel of his pre-cum oozing out was delicious, the smell intoxicating as his nostrils flared. He wanted something more, though.

"What are you waiting for, asshole?" He asked.

Sasuke, whose eyes had been on Naruto's ass it the whole time, lifted his gaze in a slow and dramatic fashion. Then, he smirked.

"Are you getting a little impatient, Naruto?"

Naruto started to glare. Yes, he was, but was he ready to admit how slutty he felt and how odd it would be for him to admit such a thing? Meanwhile, Sasuke took hold of him by the hips, hands squeezing on either side of his body as his cock kept rubbing up against Naruto's crack.

"You didn't answer my question," Sasuke said. and, reaching around, took hold of Naruto's erection.

Naruto's head fell as he began moving into Sasuke's hand. Every time he thrust his hips, he also ended up pushing back against Sasuke, body twitching every time a part of his ass came into contact with Sasuke's cock. As it went on, Sasuke lay flat over Naruto's back, pumping him, biting at his shoulder, kissing down his spine, digging fingers into his hip.

"I just," Naruto panted, "Know if I don't get off soon, I'm gonna go crazy. If you don't fuck me—"

"I'm definitely going to fuck you," Sasuke responded and, letting go of Naruto's penis, Sasuke shifted over onto the bed so that he could yank open a side table drawer.

Naruto's arms were already starting to shake. He waited for what felt like forever as Sasuke found another condom and started preparing himself. It was around this time that he began to get just a little nervous. It never seemed to be extremely painful when someone bottomed for him. Fingering wasn't even required most of the time unless the other guy was into it. But, the idea of Sasuke going in first could only conjure images of a literal cherry popping. Shit. He shouldn't have thought of that since it added a layer of emotional bullshit he wasn't expecting to come up. Too late, there it was. That oddly vulnerable feeling he'd experienced earlier.

"Not to make this heavy or weird or anything," he said. "But this is also the first time I've been with someone since my last relationship."

"Is that going to be a problem for you at all?" Sasuke asked calmly and without judgment.

"No, I just felt like I needed to share it."

"Sex is confession for you?" Sasuke asked, and Naruto shivered since the other man had begun applying lube to the crack of his ass.

"Not usually, but it does seem like tonight—yeah, it's like that."

"Hmm… I'll be happy to hear all your sins if you'd like," Sasuke teased him while also teasing his hole, just barely. Only brushing the tip of his finger over it to smear more lube. "Do you want me to stretch you at all? I know you said you don't like to be fingered, but you look… tight."

"You're the expert," Naruto answered. "Might as well give it a try, huh? We're breakin' in all kinds of new things for me tonight. Why stop now?"

"That's not an especially encouraging way of putting it," Sasuke applied the tip of a finger to his entrance and, just barely, pushed it in.

Naruto tensed up, but quickly relaxed. Sasuke proceeded to push it in. It was odd to Naruto, so he grabbed his cock and began to stroke himself. When Sasuke had been sucking him off earlier, he'd already been having thoughts of Sasuke fucking him, how it would feel, how erotic it would be, how Sasuke on top of him had him leaking more than usual. What was it about Sasuke that drove him crazy and amplified his body's reaction to the simplest touch?

"I'll just use this one," Sasuke informed him, tone surprisingly gentle. He also nipped at Naruto's ass cheek and then gave another slap to the top of it. "You've got a great ass."

"Heh. Thanks."

"I'm sure you hear that a lot."

"Enough to believe it, yeah."

Once he felt the finger all the way inside him, Naruto almost instinctively squeezed it with his muscles. He went quiet, thrusting into his hand and moving against Sasuke's finger. It wasn't bad at all. It's not like it hurt, and it was easing him into the idea of what came next. He bowed his back, adjusting his position on the bed, spreading his legs out more. The finger slipped out of him. Naruto stopped touching himself long enough to brace his weight with both arms.

"I'm going to push in," Sasuke told him, holding one hip while separating his cheeks with the other hand. As promised, Sasuke's body shifted forward and, unable to help it, Naruto tensed up at the first feel of contact—not because he was especially worried about the initial pain, but because, yes, it was his first time bottoming and he was not an emotional cripple. It meant something and, instead of running from it, he embraced it and let the feelings wash over him.

Sasuke, pushing further in, went slow as the muscles opened up around his length. To be filled by another person was such an odd feeling even though Naruto had done it to many men. With anyone else, Naruto might've stopped at this point, but because Sasuke was such a confident person and because Naruto knew he had to be good at this, he opted to give up control.

"How's that?" Sasuke breathed, tension audible in his tone from restraining himself. "Okay?"

"It's different," Naruto muttered. "But… yeah, it's good. Keep goin'. Don't hold back."

Sasuke eased further in, thighs hot against the back of Naruto's every time their bodies connected. Hands held him at the waist, pulling him backward until it felt like most of Sasuke's length was deep inside him. In that moment, Naruto started getting turned on again, started to feel that wanting and desire to be fucked. He pushed back against Sasuke, groaning as he felt the cock going in and out of him at an even pace. It was steady for some time—although he couldn't say how long—then suddenly, practically in tandem, both of their movements became explosive. In an instant, Naruto found himself further up the bed, holding onto the headboard while Sasuke pounded into him from behind, almost up on one leg as he fucked Naruto at an angle that caused him to go so deep Naruto struggled to catch his breath.

A stream of curses flew from his lips, incomprehensible and maybe possibly not even English. The both of them grunted, with Naruto groaning constantly. He couldn't ever have imagined it could feel this good, even without him trying to jerk himself off yet. The instances when Sasuke's skin touched his made the intensity even more electrifying. His skin slapping against Naruto or when Sasuke's stomach pressed up against his back, when Sasuke's hands stroked his thighs, hips, stomach, shoulders or reached for his throat and squeezed.

"Yeees," Naruto moaned as the fingers wrapped around his throat tightened their grip. "God, yes, Sasuke, you feel so fuckin' good, you goddam bastard! You should've told me you fucked this good from the start!"

Sasuke was breathing hard. "You should've known the instant you looked at me I was good at fucking, Naruto."

"God, I did, I think. That's gotta be why I said yes to this—" Sasuke hit a good spot that forced Naruto's eyes to pinch shut in pleasure.

"That must've been a good spot," Sasuke mentioned, hitting it again, but harder. He hit it again, again, again, until Naruto pressed his forehead to the wall and just groaned like a bitch.

"L-let me ride you, Sasuke. Before I come, let me ride you."

"God, you sound so fucking hot," Sasuke said, not wasting any time as he pulled out and pushed Naruto onto his side and slipped up the bed until he had his back to the headboard.

Naruto struggled to pull himself up, his body moving more sluggish than he would've anticipated. He watched as Sasuke grabbed the lube and covered himself with it again. He looked over at Naruto, who must've appeared in a daze, and smirked.

"Do you need an invitation?" He asked.

Naruto snapped out of it and glared. "Cocky bastard. Gimme a second, my ass is gapin' over here, so I needed a moment."

"Hn. Well, it's about to gape even more after this."

"Gape is a terrible word," Naruto muttered, forcing himself up so that he could straddle Sasuke's lap, his dick out and proud and bouncing—mad red in color. As he hovered over Sasuke, Sasuke took some time to swipe more lube along his crack. Naruto took hold of him, positioning the head of Sasuke's dick to his hole and, because he was ready to get this show on the road, he started sliding down his length. It felt wholly satisfying. This position was good for him. It gave him some control, which is what he was used to. For balance, he took hold of Sasuke's shoulders, lowering his body until he touched the other man's thighs with his. Their skin stuck in places because of the sheer amount of sweat. Sasuke's whole torso and stomach glistened with it, adding a sheen to all of those tattoos. Yeah, that was a nice image. God, did Sasuke have an amazing face. Naruto, keeping his gaze level with Sasuke's, started to move in his lap. He couldn't help biting his lip as he rode the man's cock, loving the way Sasuke's eyes would fall to watch Naruto's as it bounced, or the way his own cock kept sliding in and out of Naruto's ass.

He'd been teasing him, really, but then Sasuke leaned forward and grabbed him by the back of the neck and dragged him in for a kiss. His movements abruptly slowed while it played out—this long, tender kiss. It was so erotic to him, that Naruto began to move again, wanting Sasuke deeper the longer the kiss continued. Somehow, Sasuke managed to slip further down the bed, taking Naruto with so that they were stomach to stomach, but Sasuke thrusting up into him. Naruto went down on his elbows—their mouths remaining connected, tongues overlapping—bodies moving together, hands groping everywhere. And just like that, the itch came, that feeling of urgency, of needing completion. They fucked like animals, Sasuke rolling him over again so that Naruto was on his back, hands reaching out for anything he could grab but only able to go flat against the headboard as Sasuke drove in deep and hard.

They broke apart, only able to pant and grunt, knowing they were both close. A gap between their bodies left Naruto room to take hold of himself and jerk off in time to Sasuke's thrusts. The bed rattled and shook, knocking into the wall, and as Naruto's eyes rolled back—he came, ejaculating between their stomachs, fingers clawing up Sasuke's back as he rode it out in ecstacy. Sasuke kept going, rose up on his arms, and while Naruto was trying to regain consciousness, Sasuke shuddered and shook on top of him, reaching his own climax. He didn't let his full weight fall onto Naruto, though he remained above him, muscles obviously straining.

"Heh." Naruto smiled up at him; Sasuke looked tired. He raised himself to his elbows and planted a chaste kiss to Sasuke's lips.

Sasuke smiled in response. "That was… yeah."

"I've made you speechless?"

The other man chuckled. Then nodded.

So, Naruto kissed him again and pushed him over so that he slid out. Sasuke collapsed at his side, some of their limbs tangled. Normally, Naruto wouldn't have liked to be so on top of each other after sex, but damn. Not only was he physically drained, but emotionally, as well. He turned onto his side, unable to stop smiling in a satisfied manner. Sasuke was watching him while Naruto began tracing a finger down the length of the arm with the snake tattoo.

"Are you warming up to it?" Sasuke asked.

"Mm. I think so."

"How come?"

"Hard to explain. Too tired."

"Ah." Sasuke brushed a piece of hair away from Naruto's eye. "You enjoyed it."

Naruto barked out a laugh. "That definitely wasn't a question."

"Didn't need to make it one." Sasuke grinned. "How do you feel about a shower?"

"If you carry me in there, yeah."

"You look pretty heavy, but we can always try."

"Like hell. You'll probably drop me on purpose." Naruto thwacked him playfully, but then found himself pawing Sasuke's chest, frowning thoughtfully at the birds. "A flock. Your flock."

"If they interest you so much, why don't you get one?"

Naruto raised his eyes to meet Sasuke's. "How many new things are you gonna get me to try in one night?"

"We're definitely not getting you one tonight," Sasuke glanced over his shoulder to check the clock, then looked back at him. "Maybe tomorrow night?"

"Tomorrow…?"

"It was more of a joke."

Naruto wrinkled his nose, thinking. "I mean… I'm not expectin' anything, but if you ever wanted to hang out again, I'd be very okay with that. It's up to you."

"Why is it up to me?"

"'Cause I just said I'd be okay with it."

"I'm fine with it."

"Good. Then we agree. So, shower?"

"Of course. I'll go get some soap, so that you can drop it.""...I knew I liked you for a reason," Sasuke said, landing a loud slap right on his naked thigh.

"Mm, yeah. Let's play the prison game."

After a quick shower, where they mostly goofed off and joked around with each other, they were back in Sasuke's kitchen, raiding the fridge for food. Sasuke offered to make something, but Naruto discovered some leftover spring rolls that he quickly devoured, leaving none for Sasuke.

"You realize this is my kitchen, right?" Sasuke teased.

He'd loaned Naruto some clothes he could wear to bed. Naruto didn't want to impose or anything. He did say he was fine going back to his place, but it was late. And, he was under the impression both of them didn't mind the other's company. At least for a little bit longer.

"Take it as a compliment," Naruto said, licking some sweet and sour sauce from his fingers. "You fucked me so good, I worked up an appetite."

"Well. When you put it that way." Sasuke shifted around in his chair, looking so smug that Naruto ended up laughing at him for his arrogance.

"Yeah, I figured that would work on you."

"Hn. But, I do feel there's some truth to it."

Naruto shrugged. "I have nothin' to compare it to."

"Let's do it again in the morning, and then you'll have something to compare."

"We'll see." Naruto leaned over the table and tugged at the sleeve of Sasuke's short-sleeved shirt. "I like how they look when you wear a shirt like this."

"I'm starting to think you have a fetish." Sasuke allowed Naruto to fawn over it for a while before playfully pushing him off. "You're in a good mood. Is it because of the sex or the food?"

"Both."

"Tch." Sasuke crossed his arms to his chest, hunched his shoulders, and twisted until there was a loud crack.

"Old man," Naruto told him.

"Only barely older than you. I saw your ID, remember?"

"Still makes you an old man."

Sasuke picked out a piece of his hair and yanked on it. "Shut up."

He smiled. "You're really good lookin', you know that?"

"I believe you've mentioned it, and as I've also mentioned, you're tolerable."

"That's not how you said it earlier!" Naruto kicked him in the shin.

"That was when I was trying to get you into bed." Sasuke got up from the chair and took Naruto's plate to the sink, washing it before placing it on the drying rack.

"Pretty sure you're the type of guy who wouldn't bother with someone he wasn't attracted to," Naruto venured. "I know at least that much."

"You might be right." Sasuke came to stand next to him. He set his elbow on Naruto's shoulder and simply looked at him.

Naruto's grin became even wider. "What's this, what're you doin'?"

"I'm in a good mood. You've put me in a good mood."

"Oh, man. You better stop bein' charming, or I might actually fall for your cranky ass."

"You haven't already?" Sasuke tilted his head in a charming manner, grinning at him.

"Hey." Naruto pulled him close by the shirt and pecked him on the lips. "This was fun."

"You have to get up early?" Sasuke asked.

"Not especially."

Sasuke was still staring at him.

"What?" Naruto asked.

"If you really do want a tattoo, I can introduce you to my tattoo artist."

"...I… might consider it." He pushed Sasuke back a foot so he could stand. Naruto stretched his arms above his head and yawned. "Do you want more?"

"Probably at some point." Sasuke gave him a shove, sending him out of the kitchen. The other man flipped off a couple of the lights, and they wandered into the bedroom.

There was a flatscreen TV mounted near the corner of the room. Sasuke turned it on.

"Or, would you rather go straight to bed?" He asked Naruto.

"No, it's fine. I like fallin' asleep to some kind of noise."

"Same. I usually listen to music, but TV's fine."

Naruto helped Sasuke with remaking the bed since they'd destroyed it earlier. They ended up Febreezing the sheets since they were both too tired to change them out. At least their clothes were clean and smelled like dryer sheets. Actually, he gave the borrowed shirt a sniff.

"How is it that even your laundry smells sexy?" Naruto asked as they crawled into bed and under the covers. The temperature was somewhat cool inside the bedroom.

"Maybe you're pent up from not having had sex in a while," Sasuke suggested.

"Shit, I did mention that, didn't I?"

"Yes, when you were busy confessing all your sins before I banged you."

"I banged you first, ass." Naruto nudged him with an elbow.

"It's not a competition, Naruto," Sasuke taunted. "You're so immature."

"I told you to stop being charming!" He screeched in Sasuke's ear, shaking him by the shoulder.

"I'm barely trying. You must have low standards."

"That's true," he said, nodding. "I might."

"We don't have to cuddle or anything, do we?" Sasuke asked, and Naruto tried not to be offended by the look of disgust on his face.

"No. I'm not really much of a cuddler. After sex, I mean. In the morning when I wake up is another story, but you can just push me away if I'm latched on like an octopus."

"I think we both know that's exactly what would happen."

Still, leaning over, Sasuke gave him one last, lingering kiss that had Naruto seeing stars again.

"Goodnight, Naruto. Welcome to L.A."

"Thank you," he said. "For bein' the one to welcome me."

The End.

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