Mostly just a filler chapter (Or maybe more like a gift to one of my bestest friends Nikki who is not only my one and only beta reader, but the one who inspires me and has been giving me story advice since before I even joined ), but I do adore Narusasu~ And they are important to the plot of the story, you know, even if they haven't been in a whole lot yet o:
Sasuke stretched lazily, blowing his black hair out of his face, leaning his head back onto the pillow. It was his day off, and he had already showered, cooked and devoured breakfast, then lunch, had cleaned the house until it was spotless and void of dust, and had absently flipped through television channels, scowling. He hated daytime tv and he was bored sick. Stupid non-cooperating work schedules. Naruto's days off varied, but his were always the same; Sunday. On the rare occasion that he and his lover were home all day on the same day, both were delighted, and usually celebrated by spending at least some of the day wrapped up in each other in bed. Or against the wall. Or on the kitchen table, Sasuke thought, glancing into their small kitchen at the oakwood table. He smiled, tapping his fingers on the arm of the couch, remembering the last time Naruto had been too frenzied to make it into their bedroom and had simply shoved him onto the table, tugging and yanking their clothes off without finesse.
He often got into amazingly needy moods, as if it had been years since they had lain together. And his all-too-hyper energy usually translated well during sex, making him an incredible lover. The raven smirked arrogantly, propping his stockinged feet onto the clean coffee table. And he knew the blonde only had eyes for him.
They had known each other for, well, nearly forever, as far as Sasuke was concerned. The later years of elementary school, all of middle, and again all of high school they had been classmates. He remembered being unbearably annoyed by Uzumaki, only wanting the guy to leave him the hell alone and let him go about his business. But then, during their 11th grade year, he had found a daisy in his locker with a midnight ribbon clumsily wrapped around it, as if the person didn't know very much about tying ribbons. Stupid, really, he had forced himself to think. He hardly had time for some secret admirer who could obviously break into his locker, and leave dumb gifts. But it was sweet. No-one had ever given him anything like that before.
A ribbon-wrapped daisy every day for over a week, he remembered. His heart had already begun melting, regardless of his aggravated mind. And when he had skipped class one day to hide out in the bathroom right across the hall from his locker, waiting and waiting, he had watched as the blonde had easily twisted the metal lock, whistling, leaving the flower inside and closing it, locking it up again. When he had turned, still whistling cheerfully, his face went blank in complete shock. Sasuke had stepped out of the bathroom, standing beside him, arms crossed over his black sweater, one eyebrow raised slightly.
It had been what seemed like whole minutes before Naruto cleared his throat, embarrassment obvious in his face. "Fancy seein' you here, eh Sasuke?"
He had never looked at Naruto as anything more than a classmate, an accquaintance. A somewhat annoying accquaintance. But now that he was looking, really looking, the boy was. . . Well, Sasuke had to admit, he was pretty hot. Thick, messy blonde hair, big charming eyes, a dazzling smile, and a lean body just this side of rangy. And he was clearly sweet, and clearly liked the raven. "Yes, it must be so surprising for you to meet me at my own locker." He had answered, his mouth dry. It was sort of. . . Romantic.
"Oh, is this your locker?" Naruto said thoughtfully. "Jeez! I thought it was Haruno's. My mistake." He said, grinning, his eyes dancing with humor.
"That's a shame." Sasuke retorted matter-of-factly. "I was just starting to notice how attractive you are. But since you obviously aren't interested, Sakura's locker is like 4 that way." He pointed helpfully, placing one hand on a narrow hip.
He remembered the blonde's chuckle, and the banter that had followed. 3 months and a handful of dates and kisses and gropes later, Naruto had confidently declared his love for Uchiha, during a sweaty make-out session in the back of the car Sasuke's brother let him borrow sometimes. Sasuke remembered the fleeting feelings of panic, insecurity, and jaded bitterness. Could someone really love him? But after all that, the feeling that had come the strongest had been mirroring the blonde's. Love. Desperate, urgent, huge love.
Which he still felt every single day of his life. Their feelings or passion hadn't cooled, even after 2 years. Sasuke wondered if they ever would, and sincerely hoped not. When he looked at the clock he was both surprised and pleased to see that his lover would be home from work any minute now.
Straightening his clothes and running a brush through his hair, Sasuke was satisfied with his looks to greet his lover. Looking amazing was a duty as far as the raven was concerned. A job that he had to work at so that Naruto was pleased every single time he looked at him. And although the blonde claimed he would love Sasuke even he weighed 300 pounds, was bald, and had a face full of acne, which Sasuke didn't doubt, he knew Naruto loved his body, and face, and hair. He worshiped them.
When he heard his lover's key turn in the lock of their front door, and push it open, he smiled serenely, his long, lithe body stretched out over the couch like a tribute. "Hey." He said.
Naruto tossed his keys onto the table, and his jacket onto the floor, a habit he knew Sasuke couldn't stand, but could never quite remember to avoid. "Hey." He said grinning, happy to be home. His eyes trailed from the thick, wooly, striped socks Sasuke wore, up the tight-fitting gray jeans, to the equally tight polo shirt he knew his boyfriend was forced to wear for work. "God you're sexy."
"You say that every time you see me." Sasuke answered, bringing one knee up, showcasing his long legs.
"Because every time I come back, you look even more amazing than when I left." He said, wondering if it would be terribly inappropriate to simply fall onto the somewhat small couch on top of his gorgeous lover.
"Then you should leave and come back several times a day." Sasuke retorted, stretching, arching his back, the hem of his shirt moving up, showing a strip of ivory skin Naruto knew was softer than satin.
"You're doing that on purpose." Naruto accused, pointing a finger. "You always say 'Damn Naruto, must you always have such an insane libido?', but how the hell am I supposed to keep my libido in check when you're always doing those sexy little things!?"
The ebony-eyed boy licked his lips slowly, and trailed a hand up his stomach, the shirt coming up with it, showing all of his tight, toned belly, resting it on his chest. "I don't know what you're talking about."
He nearly squealed, something that was so out of character for him, when Naruto tackled him, their bodies tangling together, mouths fusing, hands groping and squeezing. When they hit the floor, both of them hissing in pain, Sasuke's body taking the worst of the blow, Naruto ran a hand down his long back soothingly, stopping at his ass to cup it.
"Does it hurt much?" He asked mockingly, making Sasuke's eyebrow arch.
"Yeah I think I need an ambulance."
"Good thing I'm a doctor." Naruto assured him, easily flipping his uke's body so he laid stomach-down on the carpeted floor.
"You're a waiter." Sasuke rolled his eyes as he felt his shirt being pulled over his head, and Naruto's skilled hands rub down his back.
"Hey!" Naruto snapped, pinching the delicate skin. "I'm a chef-in-training. And anyway, I'm qualified enough for this." He massaged the tense muscles all the way down, taking several minutes, until the raven was limp and completely relaxed, purring out his pleasure. "Feel better?" He asked. He had already worked himself up into a horny mess, watching the white skin flex and move, feeling it heat up under his hands, and eyeing the tight ass in those jeans.
"Definitely." Sasuke assured him. He raised his hips up accomodatingly for Naruto's fingers to unsnap his jeans and pull them down, along with his underwear, and throw them somewhere also.
Sasuke always had a lot of clothes to pick up after they were done.
"Aren't you gonna take my socks off?" Sasuke raised himself up onto his knees, glancing back into Naruto's face, who leered at the perfect body in front of him, legs spread imploringly. The black and gray striped socks, that ended a few inches below the raven's knees were a shocking color against milk-white.
"No way. Holy shit that's hot." He said honestly. He was still completely dressed, but the sight of the long, slender body that practically begged for attention had him nearly throbbing.
"If you're really set on fucking me on our floor, you might want to hurry. In case you don't remember, Haku and Zabuza are supposed to be coming over sometime today, and I do think it'd be rather embarrassing for them to find us naked and moaning."
Naruto grinned wickedly. Sasuke was pretty much a champion moaner. And he had absolutely no qualms about never stifling those perfect, loud screams and pleads during a romp. "Well if you insist." He said, unzipping his jeans, his cock springing out of the hole and standing at attention.
"Lazy bastard."
"Yeah." Naruto agreed, his fingers already clamping over the familiar hips. He let one hand go forward, and rested two fingers on his lover's full, bottom lip. When he felt his appendages begin to be coated in slick saliva by the strong tongue and sweet mouth, he had to stifle a groan. He pulled them out and without any further ado, slid them into the pink hole, stroking the soft walls.
He wasn't exactly stretching the raven, they had made love so many times, his body was definitely accustomed to having something inside it. But even after laying in bed and having sex nearly all day, Naruto had always been amazed at just how tight it was around him, squeezing his pulsing cock snugly.
And anyway, he loved watching his strong, tanned fingers working in and out of the perfect body, hearing Sasuke whimper, or touching that bundle of nerves and hearing him moan wantonly.
But today, as the boy had already reminded him, they were in a bit of a hurry. So he kept his teasing to a minimum, lining up his cock and pushing in, biting his lip. His fingers gripped the hips once more, holding them tightly so he could bang his raven into the floor.
"Ahh, oh, Naruto." He was already quivering, already delirious with pleasure. The blonde had stroked his sweet spot 3 times during the quick lube, and was now dangerously close to pressing against it with the blunt tip of his rather large cock. It never occured to him that someone who knew him would have been absolutely amazed that the cool, calm, collected Uchiha was a loud, uninhibited, and very sensitive lover.
Hearing the raven moan his name had always driven him crazy, the fact that he could make someone so un-excitable lose all control was a huge point of pride for him. "I love you." He breathed out, hips moving in a quick, but steady rhythm.
"Ah! Uhh, yeah. I love you too, baby." Sasuke retorted, one of his trembling hands flying up to touch his own neglected cock and relieve some of the overwhelming pressure.
"Uh-uh, let me." Naruto said, swatting the hand away, and replacing it with his own. His own breath was heaving out as he glanced down at the arching, ivory body beneath him. And the sight of his cock pulling out and slamming back into the quivering hole nearly made him come right then and there.
Sasuke's body was slick with sweat, writhing with need but still Naruto slowly, in tandem with his slow, steady thrusts, stroked his lover's cock, and planted a wet kiss on the nape of the raven's neck.
The ebony-haired boy was nearly going crazy. The feeling of Naruto's rough jeans brushing against his smooth legs every few seconds threatened to send his senses into overload.
"God, you're killing me." Sasuke moaned. He turned, hating the feeling of his lover's rock-hard cock slipping out of him. When he was face-to-face with the blonde, whose eyes were wide with shock, he shoved him down onto the carpet, his back hitting it hard.
"Sasuke, what the hell- Ah, shit!" He groaned when Sasuke straddled him, quickly and efficiently taking the leaking cock up inside him again. His hips moved like lightning, making them both moan, his head thrown back, his slim, agile body slick.
Naruto's hands slid from the wet body, groped blindly for Sasuke's. When their fingers linked, the raven felt a rush of love that nearly staggered him. "I love you so much, Naruto." He swore, only a little embarrassed that tears settled on his lashes.
Naruto felt a similar wave of absolute love, there was no other word for it, crash over him in a terrifyingly strong dose. "Oh, Sasuke." He could only groan as his lover set the pace, fast and frantic. Half-mad with it, he reared up, crushing hot kisses over the full mouth of his boyfriend.
"O-oh! Ahhhh!" Moaning mindlessly when his spot was stimulated again, Sasuke arched, his climax stunning him. It was so intense he thought he would die from it, but his eyes stayed open and focused on the big blue orbs. "Oh god, Naruto!" He managed, and felt his scorchingly hot seed pour from him all over the kyuubi's stomach and chest. Love and lust tangled gloriously, making the strength of the release tenfold.
Sasuke's perfect passage tightened considerably, the muscles spasming and twitching around his cock, making the orgasm hit him with an unparalleled force. Their hands squeezed together tightly, as Naruto nearly screamed, it felt so good.
He emptied himself deep inside the other, the passion dragging them under and keeping them there for what seemed like several minutes until finally, both trembling and panting heavily, Sasuke collapsed onto Naruto's chest.
"I love you so much, too." Naruto finally whispered, stroking a hand down the length of the boy's spine, smiling when he laughed shakily, and burrowed his face into the blonde's rising chest.
"It scares me sometimes." He admitted. The afterglow of incredible sex never ceased to amaze him. It was so warm and lovely, and nothing was quite as sweet as it.
"Tell me about it." Naruto shifted, holding the raven in the crook of his arm protectively, kissing his cheek. "I'd take a bullet for you."
"Good to know." Sasuke stretched and relaxed, so completely content. "I'd take one for you, too."
"Don't ever." Naruto said flatly. When Sasuke arched a brow imploringly, Naruto shook his head. "I'd never forgive myself."
"Well I can see we're going to have some serious issues of the pair of us ever gets shot at." Sasuke remarked, and laughed when the blonde's tongue streaked over his hardened nipple. "Naruto! You can't possibly still be horny after that!"
"But you're so sexy!" The blonde cried loudly, planting wet kisses all over the sweaty chest. "I could fuck you for hours and still be horny."
Sasuke knew he spoke only the truth, since that very thing had happened on more than one occasion. "You're insane." He answered, but had to bite back a moan when the kyuubi's skilled tongue flicked over the still sensitive head of his cock. "Uhhhh! Stop it!" He said, bucking and wriggling to get out of the blonde's strong grip. "We just don't have time!"
"There's always time for this." Naruto reminded him, finally slipping his jeans down his legs, so the raven's mouth nearly watered at the body he adored.
"Zabuza and Haku are coming!" He snapped.
"Oh I doubt it. They probably haven't even had sex yet." Naruto grinned, and watched the implication of his words work in the boy's mind.
"I meant they are coming to our house, you idiot." He paused, then eyed his lover warily. "And. . . Do you really think Haku and Zabuza are. . . Well. Are they together?"
"Duh." Naruto frowned. "Are you dumb?" He hissed at the fist that pounded his shoulder.
"Zabuza's kind of. . . Old to be Haku's boyfriend, don't you think?"
"Just a number." Naruto said dismissively, shrugging. "You really couldn't tell? You must be blind." He laughed when he was hit again. "Always violence with you, eh? I ought to call the abuse hotline."
"Oh yeah I'm such a tyrant." Sasuke scoffed. "And there you are, molesting me again." He said when Naruto's clever fingers slipped between his legs to tease his slick hole. "I ought to call the sexual abuse hotline."
"You like it." The kyuubi grinned smugly. "Admit it. My body drives you wild, and every time I fuck you, you fall that much more in love with me."
"Pretty sure of yourself." Sasuke said cooly, raising a brow. "How do you know I'm not getting bored with you?"
"You're hard." Naruto observed cheerfully, reversing their positions so his lover was spread under him. He lifted one ivory leg up, and over his tanned shoulder.
"So are you." Sasuke rolled his eyes toward the ceiling. "We really don't have time for this." He said, weakening considerably when the blonde's lips suckled the tip of his member, then engulfed it in wet heat, his tongue twisting around it. He moaned, his head laying against the carpet.
"I'll make it quick." He winked.
When Sasuke lay panting, the second orgasm having nearly killed him once again, he moaned wearily. "Okay, enough. No more touching me."
"But I love you." Naruto grinned, kissing him innocently.
"God, you're not normal." He panted, managing with only extreme effort to sit up. "We need a shower."
"Together?" Naruto asked hopefully, and Sasuke snarled.
"No!"
"No touching, I promise." He said, holding his right hand up as if taking the oath. "I don't even think I could have another go at it yet. Not for a little while, at least." He said. "My body can only handle so much." He added.
Sasuke smiled. "Fine. We can shower together." He sat up, stretching his legs. Thank God the blonde finally seemed to have taken the edge off his intense libido.
"Oh wow." Naruto said, eyes widening. Sasuke tilted his head.
"What?"
"You're still wearing those socks." And they still looked incredibly sexy.
"Yeah, we never took them off, remember?" He said oddly.
"Yeah I remember." Naruto said quickly. He glanced up into Sasuke's beautifully dark eyes and actually managed a sheepish grin as he felt his body, amazingly, heat up again. "You know, I really don't have any control over my body. Or my libido."
Sasuke's eyes widened impossibly. "You cannot be fucking serious, Naruto." He backed away, raising his knees up in a way that he thought would prevent Naruto from getting any ideas, but really just reminded the blonde how perfectly submissive the raven was, and gave him an excellent view of his crotch. "I cannot believe you're hard. Again."
"Believe it." Naruto leered, his hand raising to twirl a lock of black hair around his fingers.
"No. No way!" Sasuke shoved him off. "It's not even possible for me to be hard again right now, I'm sorry." He said seriously. Naruto sulked for a moment, then glanced up mischeviously.
"Well you could at least jack me off or something."
Sasuke sighed, resigned. This is what he got for falling in love with an absolute pervert, he supposed. "Whatever, you freak."
"You like it."
I know, I know! The first actual lemon should have been between Zabuza and Haku, but it just started flowing from my fingers and
I had absolutely no control over it. I tried not to make it TOO graphic! But don't worry, I PROMISE there will be ZabuHaku citrus, plenty of it to go around. And plus, that was kind of just a little change of pace from the two of them, they're usually so serious, and Naruto is just so much fun to write about, especially when you put him with Sasuke. AND I LOVE YOU NIKKI!
And now, back to your regularly scheduled Zabuza x Haku fic~ IF you review, that is
