Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto and I only borrow his characters to write down the smut I've conjured up in my pervy mind.
Pairings: SasNar which is SasuNaru/NaruSasu whichever way you see it
Warnings: M for language, Sasuke's dirty mouth and smut. Unbeta'd.
A/N: Thank you for reading my humble fic. Special thanks to my loyal reviewers who encourage me to keep writing! This was supposed to be up on Christmas but I kind of ran into a few personal problem but everything's fine now! This is probably the hardest chapter I'd ever written! *laughs sheepishly* I'm sorry for being a horrible person and not updating as often as I should. It's a new year and I've promised myself that I'm going to do my best and update more frequently. I worked hard in this chapter, I hope some of my writing has improved! ^^ Enjoy and please leave a review!
Will be further edited in the future hahaha
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You with Me
Chapter 3: Chasing Happiness
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Shoving his hands into his pants pockets, Naruto released a heavy sigh, leaning his head back against the curved building. He really didn't like waiting. He kicked at a loose pebble, lower lip jutting out in a small pout with blond brows furrowed as he thought about how this date will go. Was he dressed right? It's just a casual date, right? No biggie. There was nothing wrong with wearing the brightest orange jumper in his wardrobe. A loud snort from him startled the cat trying to sneak a fish carcass from one of the trash bins. It hissed at him before picking the treat into its mouth and ran off. Naruto ignored it, clicking his tongue at how ridiculous it was for him to even doubt his fashion choices for one measly date. Strangely, he wasn't nervous, even for his first date. A part of him said that he should be but he felt like it shouldn't even matter. He shifted his body, trying to find a better position while he waited. Releasing another breath, he simply closed his eyes. It's just one date.
Those cerulean blue eyes remained close when he heard the quick and light pitter-patter approaching him. They only slit open to stare at his sandals when the footsteps stopped and the person panted softly. His face muscles twitched, trying to work its way into a smile instead of a grimace. That's what you do when your date arrives, right? You greet them with a bright smile.
"I-I'm sorry if I kept you waiting, N-Naruto-kun." Hinata straightened, hands automatically placed in front of her lips, a habit had remained with her from her childhood years or maybe it was just nerves since she's talking to her date.
Pulling away from the wall, Naruto finally raised his blond head. He smiled at her. "That's okay, Hinata. I might have picked an inconvenient day for you," A hand reached back to rub his neck. "Sorry about that." This date doesn't sound like it's off on a good start. He bit the inside of his cheek.
"No!" Hinata said immediately, startling the blond at her raised voice. "I-I mean, I had not expected clan meeting to be extended," she explained, her pale eyes looking away.
Naruto nodded. "Well, it can't be helped. Clan meetings are important, aren't they?" he tried to ease her concerns. "Where do you want to go first? I haven't really planned this out to tell ya the truth." He scratched his chin, smile faltering. He hadn't and he probably sounded unenthusiastic about the whole thing and really, really stupid. Ah, fuck it.
Hinata waved her hands in front of her, slightly distressed. "You didn't have to make plans. We can just spend time together?" she offered. Naruto didn't miss her biting her lower lip in worry that she might mess this up. He better fix this.
The blond hummed, as if thinking it over. "Sounds good but afterwards, we definitely have to stop by Ichiraku!" He pumped his fist into the air. Sounding more excited now since he'll get to go to his favourite stall. He walked ahead, mind already drifting on his ramen options and what extra toppings he would get with arms folded behind his head. When he noticed that Hinata was not following him, he turned his body slightly to look at her. "Eh, Hinata?" he called out, blue eyes blinking questioningly. "You okay?"
The Hyuuga heiress snapped from her stupor and shook her head. "It's nothing." She blushed slightly and when she finally noticed the distance between them she rushed over to him. "Ah, I'm so sorry, Naruto-kun!" she apologised profusely, now at his side.
Naruto chuckled. "That's okay. What's your favourite ramen flavour, Hinata?" he asked her, trying to make conversation as they started walking.
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His skin was burning. The breath he let out might as well have been steam. He licked his dry lips, his saliva thick enough to make smacking sounds as he opened his mouth. It's so hot. Tears gathered in the corner of his eyes from the heat, the salty sweat that had slid into those pools of blue made him blink multiple times. A thumb gracefully wiped the wetness that threatened to display his true emotions. He gritted his teeth. He wasn't crying, damn it! It's just so hot! The blond had said that out loud when dark eyes regarded him in question but then a hot mouth attached itself on his neck. Fingers curled around dark locks, urging that mouth to keep going in its ministrations. Naruto let out another hot breath, head tilted back as the wet tongue traced one of the tendons of his neck, cooling his skin there. His other hand slid down a slick back, fingers running over the knobs of the other's spine.
"Sasuke," came the soft moan when that wicked tongue of his licked and lapped at this skin, taking the heat with it. "You're warm, oh-!" His head dropped onto the raven's shoulder when the felt Sasuke tighten around him.
The youngest Uchiha let his nose slide up the length of Naruto's neck, blowing cool air along the way, delighted at how he made the blond shiver. He dipped his moist tongue into the man's ear and started to move his hips. He smirked against the bronzed skin when he had tried to muffle his gasps by biting his lower lip.
"You're so hot," Naruto bit out and brought the raven, who was straddling him, closer to his heated body, allowing him to go deeper. "Fuck!" he cursed when those scorching muscles clamped around him again as Sasuke moved. "I-if you don't stop doing that, I might lose it," he said hoarsely trying to keep himself from shooting his load too soon.
Sasuke pulled back to face him, smirk already in place and he teasingly rubbed circles on his chest. Dark lust filled eyes pinned glossy cerulean down. "That's the point, dobe," the right corner of his lips slanted upwards seductively. "Am I too hot to handle?" He licked his nose.
Naruto was sometimes taken aback by at how sensual Sasuke could be. Sure, they fight and disagreed on things all the time. And when they flirted, their banters were playful but in bed, Sasuke, that bastard, is one hell of a minx, teasing him to no end. He often wondered at what other sides of Sasuke he'd get to see but right now all he could think about was just how fucking good it felt to have Sasuke bouncing up and down his dick. Fuck, if the bastard didn't let up, he was really going to cum! He gripped those moving hips tightly, fingers digging into pale flesh to stop any more movements.
"Hn. Not a chance, usuratonkachi." Those hands on his hips were immediately slapped away. "I'm in fucking charge here," declared the birthday boy, eyes glinting.
Naruto whined, which turned into a tangled bunch of praises and curses when Sasuke's cavern clenched down on him as he pulled out. His heart hammered against his chest at the lustful look Sasuke sent his way, that delectable bottom lip caught between a set of perfect teeth. He had pulled himself out nearly the whole way and with hands on tan shoulders to brace himself, he twirled his hips teasingly. Naruto's eyes bugged out from his sockets. Fuck, he was driving him crazy! "A-ah, fuck, Sasuke!" That bastard was teasing him, that twitching hole of his just grazing his swollen tip. The visual itself made his balls tighten and the sweet, sweet promise of that hot channel closing down on him again. Oh, sweet agony! His cock twitched.
A pale hand curled around the base of the darkened shaft, stopping it from erupting too soon. Sasuke clucked his tongue disapprovingly but his face was donning a smile. It was more of an evil grin though. "Who did I say was in control again, dobe?" He punctuated the question with a few shallow thrusts.
Naruto's whole body quivered but he took deep breaths to calm his racing heart, head weighed down. After a good minute or two, more like five, he opened his eyes when a hand brushed against his cheek. He was face to face with the bandage wrapped just over a flat stomach. He kissed the rough material, hands caressing the warm back of his love. He wanted to make all the pain go away. If only he could always be there for him.
"It's just a minor wound, dobe." When he was positive Naruto had calmed down, Sasuke had removed his hand and slid himself out to wrap his long legs around the man instead. He brushed the damp golden hair that had clung to his forehead and cheeks. Those obsidian eyes that watched him had lost a bit of its carnal hunger but not their heat. He must have looked like a kicked puppy for Sasuke to stop his torture over him. Or it could be another form of torture since he isn't buried in him anymore.
He caught the brunet's wrist and lowered it to his lips where he placed soft kisses on his fingertips. He said nothing and continued the soft attention he gave to those delicate fingers. He marvelled at the soft sigh Sasuke had let out and peeked at his handsome face through his blond lashes. Those dark obsidian pools belonging to the young Uchiha were at half mast, eyelids fluttering as a blush dusted his fair cheeks. Naruto smiled inwardly. While Naruto himself enjoyed rough and sexy foreplay, he had found out that slow, intimate touches like this would reduce Sasuke into a mewling kitten. He intended to exploit that today. It was after all his birthday and the birthday boy should be pampered.
Sasuke choked back as gasp when Naruto's tongue came out to play. He had licked between his slender fingers, twirling around them as he gave his digits soft sucks and decided to read his fortune by the way it traced the lines of his palm. Resting his brows on a mop of gold spun hair, he let Naruto kiss and lick to his heart's content. All the while, his breathing had become laboured and his exhales shifted the blond spikes. His prosthetic hand had found its way to a tan neck, his thumb rubbing tender circles. "Nhnn…" he gritted out when the wet muscle laved at the pulse on his wrist, making it quicken a few beats.
This is much better, Naruto decided when he massaged one ass cheek. While he liked the Sasuke who took charge in their lovemaking, be it him receiving or the one thrusting into him, he often craved for this Sasuke who he could dismantle with a gentle kiss. This side of him, how the proud Uchiha's lips would tremble as he gave a soft suck on tender skin and make him sigh. He loved seeing him this way. How he had trusted him enough with his body to love.
Goosebumps erupted on his arms when Naruto kissed a trail from his wrist down to his elbows. He too beginning to feel warmth Naruto had felt when he had done all the teasing. Sasuke's body flushed a warm red when Naruto began suckling on the skin of his elbow. Both hands buried themselves into damp locks as Naruto ducked his head and started peppering his chest with kisses. Inhaling deeply, the smell of rain had dulled the fresh clean scent of the blond's shampoo but somewhat intensified his own natural scent. He inhaled again, the act sending a swirl of heat in his belly.
Naruto chuckled. "It's like you're trying to suck my brains out." It was probably the unsexiest thing to say right about now. Damn his mouth sometimes, but Sasuke hadn't minded it. It was almost as if he had expected it coming from the blond loudmouth.
Burying his nose deeper into sunshine hair, he continued to sniff and massage the man's head while Naruto had brought both his hands up in favour of kneading his bottom cheeks. "Mmm…Naru," he mumbled as he nuzzled, eyes closed in content, his back arched slightly. He shivered when those lips kissed along his collarbone, his body getting warmer. "Ah!" a soft gasp when fingers slid teasingly between his cheeks.
His fingertips skirted against the wrinkled opening, revelling in Sasuke's voice each time he put just a bit more pressure against it. His lips were busy giving attention to the expanse of fair skin before him. Swirling the tip of his tongue, he manoeuvred it as if he was writing hidden messages across a white canvas and slipped a finger in. How the channel had reverted back to its earlier state was a mystery and also sent a zing to his cock, the delicious warmth coating his finger promised pleasure.
Sasuke's toes curled when a second finger joined in. His back bowed, jutting his ass out so those fingers can reach deeper within him. He sighed Naruto's name and the other man responded by moving his fingers. There was no hurry, the blond made sure to take his time in a way that both excited and relaxed Sasuke. He played with the soft baby hairs at the back of the man's neck, listening to hushed whispers of his named against his now flushed chest. His mouth fell open in a silent scream when those fingers brushed something within him.
Naruto's hand stilled, two fingers still lodged in Sasuke's hole. The man above him was quivering but made no sound. Then he curled his fingers and could feel Sasuke's own curl against his nape. Pulling back slightly, he peered down on his stomach. Clear, hot essence had splattered onto his abs, Sasuke's essence, and was slowly oozing down between the crevices of his muscles. The erotic image made his rod pulsate in need. He licked his cracked lips. "Sasuke?" he called out, voice slightly hoarse.
Breathing harshly through his nose, Sasuke tried to keep his composure. Even as wet fire brushed on the dusky skin of his left nipple before lips closed themselves around the area and sucked. Those fingers in him hadn't touched him again but nevertheless his cock dribbled shamelessly onto his best friend's hard stomach solely from the pleasure of his mouth. He pulled back, forcing Naruto to tear his lips away from his feast and look up at him.
Naruto leaned back a little to take in the sight set before him. He let his blue hues roam over this softer side of Sasuke he had managed to bring out. The handsome man was gloriously flushed from the chest up, bite marks decorating his otherwise flawless skin. That midnight hair that was clinging to his cheeks had grown longer, the duckbutt style somewhat lost, but it framed his face nicely, softening his angular features. Half-lidded eyes observed him in turn, lips pink from when he had kissed him roughly in their previous round. He almost regretted not buying that hairpin now. If he were wearing it right now while he looked like this... He darted his eyes away, shameful that such thoughts were making his cock leak. A hand seized his chin and he swallowed uncomfortably, a slight fear that Sasuke had somehow read his thoughts but a quick glance at the man's face wiped away his concerns. He was wearing that smile again and his heart raced. "You're beautiful," he whispered, tucking a lock of dark hair behind the man's ear.
Sasuke pressed their brows together and gave out a breathy laugh, the warm air tickling Naruto's lips. He touched the other's nose, affectionately rubbing it with his own. "Shut up, usuratonkachi," he murmured and captured those lips, deciding to take matters in his own hands.
The kiss was slow but full of feeling. The hand around his neck slid up to hold his cheek, holding his head in place as shapely lips caressed his own. They shared many soft kisses, giving small pecks and the shiest of licks but after a while, his own playful tongue peeked out and traced the seam between those lips before sucking on the bottom. He licked, sucked and gave the occasional nibble and Sasuke hummed appreciatively above him, opening his mouth and giving him entrance but Naruto would go back to massaging his bottom lip, determined to simply kiss Sasuke's lips raw. That was until Sasuke took charge and plunged his tongue into the blond's mouth.
Their tongues were slick as they slipped and slid against each other. Naruto pulled him closer by the waist and Sasuke groaned when his heated flesh became trapped between two sweaty bodies. He rocked his hips, determined to get more friction for his sensitive member and also pushed back so those fingers would touch that bundle of nerves again. He panted into the Uzumaki's mouth and let that tongue have its way with his as he was assaulted by the tingles on pleasure. He tore away from their kiss to throw his head back when Naruto had made a scooping motion with his fingers.
Clear blue eyes turned stormy at what he could say is the most erotic display ever laid out to him. He licked away their saliva that had run down the sides of his mouth. Fuck, Sasuke looked really delectable right now, all flushed and sweaty, teetering on the edge from his kisses and fingers. "Damn it, Sasuke!" he yelled when those walls threatened to crush his fingers. "I'm not even going to think of what you'll do to my dick if you keep doing that." Oh, but he did and he would very much like to feel it, preferably now. "Ease up, would you?" He tried to wriggle his fingers out, ready to replace them with something thicker.
Sasuke clicked his teeth together. "No," he answered curtly and pushed the blond onto his back. "You stay put."
"Wha-?" was his rather intelligent response. He lifted his head to see Sasuke sit down on his stomach, bending his wrist at an uncomfortable angle, fingers still trapped in the raven's hold. He scrunched up his face. What in ramen's name was Sasuke planning to- "Holy fucking ramen, S'uke!" He tried to lift himself to get a better look but a pale hand shoved him back down. He lost all sense of control now, in all aspects, as the need for him to be encased grew. "Oh, Sasuke, you cheater!" he accused but it came out more like a moan. And here he thought he would finally get his way with him. It wasn't fair. He didn't get to participate in this at all and he gnawed at his bottom lip as Sasuke's body danced before him, determined to fight off the tightening of his balls. Fuck, he never thought Sasuke grinding down and fucking his fingers could make him feel this turned on.
All the while, the rain poured heavily outside, pelting the flimsy glass window with loud taps. Tap, tap, tap. Naruto, being the big child that he was, can be easily distracted but before he could as much as shift his eyes, Sasuke snarled, "Hey, eyes on me, Uzumaki," he bit out his last name, clearly pissed off that he would even think of having those blue eyes leave him.
Naruto tried to supress a whimper when the man straddling him touched himself. Sweet mother of holy ramen! He probably said that out loud too as he felt his dark cock spurt twice and Sasuke had the gall to send a smirk his way. A finger twitched to touch the dark beauty above him but he knew better. Fucking hell, Sasuke was going to be the death of him. He'd never be able to live it down if he came from visual stimulation alone. Fuck. With a groan, he slammed his free hand onto the floor. His hand went down again and again. Tap, tap, tap. He tried to concentrate on the sound of the rain beating against glass. Tap, tap, tap.
Tap, tap, tap.
"Oiii, Narutoooo! Wake up already, asshole!" Kiba yelled, voice slightly muffled coming from the other side of Naruto's bedroom window. He rapped the glass again calling out his friend's name.
Naruto woke with a start, legs kicking the sheet off him. Shit, he knew he shouldn't have taken that nap! Rubbing his cheek with his other hand, he discreetly checked if drool had caked on his chin. None. Reaching up, he unlocked the window and slid it open, trying to blink the sleep from his eyes. He clutched at the small weight resting on his palm, thankful he had not tossed it in his slumber. He slid his hand under the sheet before turning his head towards sunlight, eyes bleary.
Kiba poked his head in. "Should've known you'd zonk out before our mission!" He laughed loudly, much to Naruto's dismay, still a bit cranky from sleep. "We meet at the gate in forty," he reminded him.
He released a yawn, tears gathering in the corner of his eyes as he scratched his chest and mumbled, "Mmm, yeah, yeah. Gotcha'."
The brunet choked back another laugh, shaking his head. "But I think you should take a shower first. A cold one." He jerked his thumb towards the slight tenting of the thin sheets and Naruto's cheeks coloured. Heckling, the dog owner jumped off, landing next to his large companion, leaving Naruto to deal with his problem.
"Ah, shit."
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What is he doing? He shouldn't be having thoughts like this, damn it! Naruto ran a hand through his hair in frustration, feet dangling from his position on a tree branch. He groaned when it crossed his mind again and what was worse was that even Kiba saw that he was enjoying such lusty thoughts. He pulled at his hair. He was mortified! Sticking out his lower lip, he wondered if it really was such a bad thing? Of course Sasuke would enter his thoughts, it was expected. Besides, it wasn't like he was fantasizing it or anything, it really did happen! His ears heated up. Shoulders slumping, he was reminded by the red scarf fluttering around his neck that he was dating, dating someone other than Sasuke and that he shouldn't be having sexual dreams about his best friend. Unwrapping the scarf around his neck, he tugged it off, letting it fall harmlessly onto his lap.
Naruto bit down on his bottom lip. Hinata had given him this scarf. She had knitted it herself, she told him. The soft wool was pleasant against his skin and it smelled lightly of lavender. It was a beautiful gift and practical too, certainly something he could use during the colder months. He moved to rest against the trunk, dangling the thing in front of his face. The colour was a deep scarlet and although it probably wasn't his first choice of shade, he couldn't help himself from narrowing his eyes for some reason each time he looked at it. There wasn't anything wrong with it, sure it was hand-knitted but that didn't mean it lacked quality. He appreciated every stitch and effort poured into making this. It's just… It was as if the scarf held a deeper meaning and he recoiled at the thought.
"Hey, dickless!" There was a rustle and Sai's head poked out from one of the bushes below. Oh, no. Naruto frowned when Sai leapt up to where he was, his smile still as fake as ever. The pale man sat in front of him, placing a hand on his chin in thought. "Mmm…but according to Kiba you aren't lacking a penis at all."
Naruto spluttered. Damn that Kiba, he knew that bastard couldn't help wag his tongue! "S-shut up!" he retorted, face slowly flaming up. No doubt Sai would throw every sexual joke his way now.
If it was possible, Sai's smile got creepier. "Oh, Naruto, it's only natural for your body to react that way about the person you like," he said, sounding strangely knowledgeable.
Naruto was a little taken aback. He wouldn't have guessed that Sai out of all people would say something intelligent about feelings. In fact, he was a little awestruck and maybe proud that his friend was finally beginning to sound human. That was until he pulled a book from his back pocket. Naruto made a face. He should have known!
Sai flipped through the book until he landed on a page, turning it over to show it to Naruto. "See? It's says so right here in the guidebook," he smiled and Naruto resisted the urge to facepalm himself. His dark eyes slid to Naruto's lap and Naruto freaked out a little inside thinking he'd unintentionally gotten another boner. "Nice scarf," he commented, putting the book away.
"H-huh?" He looked down and noticed the scarf. "Oh, this? Hinata gave it to me. It's pretty, isn't it?" He gave a nervous laugh.
Rubbing his chin again, Sai hummed in deep thought. "Hinata, eh? Does that make her your soul mate?" he asked, blinking curious eyes at the blond.
It wasn't unusual for the root member to ask ridiculous questions and to be honest, Naruto should be used to them by now. But this… "What are you talking about, stupid!" Naruto huffed, waving his arms around wildly. "What does that have to do with anything?"
He pointed a finger towards the scarf in Naruto's hand. "Would that not be a symbol of the red thread of fate?" Naruto balked. "From what I've read in the novels Sakura and Ino have lent me, the red thread of destiny connects two people who belong together," he explained calmly and was about to reach back, probably to pull another book when Naruto yelled for him to stop.
The blond huffed, crossing his arms. "Listen, Sai, you shouldn't believe all of the stuff you read. This scarf," he paused to hold it up for emphasis, "does not symbolise the red thread of fate. People are connected, yes, but it's not something physical. It's a bond that was forged and then strengthened. It's not about how boy meets girl and boom!" The loud crack of when Naruto smacked his hands together alarmed a family of squirrels. "Suddenly they're meant for each other and they live happily ever after. It doesn't work that way, you know? It's gotta' build from some common ground. I mean, sure, I'm dating Hinata right now but that doesn't mean she's my soul mate and this scarf definitely doesn't mean anything."
He hadn't realised how much of his true feelings he had let out while trying to explain to his friend. Sai's lips twitched, as if holding back a smile, which was pretty unusual but he nodded anyway. "Why, thank you for that explanation, Naruto-kun. That makes much more sense now." The nin got back on his feet. "That's good though, I never did peg you as the hero in the story that ends up with the girl that watched over him." Another flash of a smile and he was gone.
Naruto stared at the spot where Sai had once stood, his brain catching up to him. Oh, fuck! What did he do that for? He just told Sai that he- No. Sai wasn't Kiba and he's able to keep his yap shut, sometimes anyway… Blond locks became dishevelled by how many times Naruto ran his hands through them. He doesn't get it though, but he had a feeling he could trust Sai with the information he'd just divulged him in. They are from the same team. Actually, he thinks the dark haired artist knew more than he let on.
Slumping back against the tree, Naruto released a loud sigh, a hand massaging his temple. Soul mates, huh? If he had one it positively would not be Hinata. Drawing his knees to his chest, he hugged himself, trying to dull the throb within him. How can he be so sure like that? He squeezed his eyes shut. What if what he told Sai was just a spur of the moment? What if he would end up marrying Hinata and they have a child together? Maybe two since he likes kids. He shook his head at that. No, he just couldn't see that happening. That's like imagining his two teammates getting hitched. He laughed dryly. Sakura's too good for that bastard and is perfectly happy now where she is with her work. It's all too silly.
That stupid teme. Wouldn't he be considered his soul mate? Their fates are quite literally tied together, given their history between the Senjus and the Uchihas and more importantly with both Ashura and Indra, their past lives. He sniffed. That may be so but he wasn't sure what to do about it since Sasuke clearly rejected him. His body flinched at the memory, still painful even when it had taken place many months behind him. He had tried to shove it as much as possible to the back of his mind and pretend that everything was at it was before. Sure, he doesn't mind if they'd just be friends. He'd do all of that for Sasuke's sake but the Uchiha was determined to make him remember. Remember the rejection had indeed happen and that he didn't give a fuck if they were just friends. What a complete asshole! Wasn't he the one being anal about how he called him his friend before? Naruto was so infuriated, he didn't even pause to laugh at what would be a horrible butt joke.
That damn raven never once called for him again, never wished to see him. Even when he tried to look for him, the other would hide his presence. That made Naruto mad. On a number of occasions, most of them during his missions, he would feel Sasuke and he got many an earful for suddenly darting off in the direction that made his body thrum but have the feeling suddenly cut off from him. He would sheepishly apologise to his squad while keeping the sinking feeling in his stomach to himself. Sasuke didn't want Naruto to find him, to reach him. That happened today too.
"Kuso!" He rubbed his eyes with his sleeve. Their mission was over and it would be best for him to not linger around and report back. Bunching the scarf, he jumped off the branch and ran to the direction of Konohagakure.
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Naruto slurped his second bowl of noodles, eyes closed to relish its salty deliciousness. Placing his chopsticks down on the counter, he picked up his bowl and tilted the rest of its contents into his awaiting mouth. Gulping down the soup and small bits of seaweed and noodles he had missed with his chopsticks, he paused to take a breath before slamming the bowl down with a loud clack, smacking his lips obscenely. "Mou, nothing can even come close to the ramen at Ichiraku's!" he sighed happily, a hand rubbing his stomach.
"You bet!" hollered Teuchi who was busy blanching noodles, a big grin on his face at the satisfaction he could bring to his number one customer. "You hear that, Ayame?" he asked over his shoulder at his daughter. "Nothing comes close, he said." The crow's feet around his eyes deepened as his smile grew wider.
Ayame could only laugh and pin up the next batch of orders next to her father's head. "Naruto says that all the time."
"Oi, oi, that doesn't make it any less true!" chortled Naruto, giving the ramen stall owner a thumbs up. "Isn't that right, Hinata?" he whipped his head to his right, smile bright as ever at his date.
Hinata, who had been eating her ramen at a steady pace next to the blond raised her head slowly to reveal her pinked cheeks at the smile aimed at her. Unable to form anything coherent at this point nodded her head timidly before swallowing. "Y-yes. The ramen here is delicious, Teuchi-san." She complimented the owner and chef who laughed loudly, saying something about them flattering his life's work too much. "A-ano, N-Naruto-kun..?" she tried grabbing his attention but Naruto suddenly shot his hand up to order another bowl. Hinata lowered her head again and went back to eating her own noodles, thinking that he might still be hungry and her question could wait.
"Give me one miso, old man!" Naruto yelled enthusiastically.
"I've got you covered, Naruto." Ichiraku's owner poured the soup into the awaiting bowl and placed it in front of the still hungry blond, who immediately picked his chopsticks back up and after a loud "Itadakimasu!" had shoved a thick bunch of noodles after just a few short puffs to cool them down. "Calm down, Naruto," The aging man chuckled. "I'm not going to run out of ramen anytime soon," he joked.
The Uzumaki practically inhaled his noodles, the strands smacking his lips and cheeks and he swallowed. "You make me a happy man." He beamed and adjusted the chopsticks between his fingers, deciding he should take his time with his third bowl. At the pace Hinata was going, it didn't look like the date would end soon.
"Don't say that in front of your date," laughed the man while Hinata went cherry red. "She might think you went out with her just to come here."
Hinata dropped her chopsticks and waved her hands frantically. "T-that's not it at all. Don't misunderstand, Naruto-kun! Of course I would have picked Ichiraku to," she tried to explain quickly but her words were quickly drowned by Naruto's own thoughts.
Heh. The old man pretty much hit the mark there. He stared at the cloudy soup in his bowl. What was he even doing, agreeing to this sort of thing? It wasn't very like him to agree to something he felt he shouldn't. A small voice, his to be exact, in the back of his head, vaguely reminded him of how he had told Sakura on how he greatly disliked dishonest people. So why was he being dishonest towards himself? It wasn't fair towards Hinata either. Her feelings for him are genuine, he knew that and it wasn't like he didn't acknowledge it or anything. It's just that he had something more important in his mind than her confession, which was partly why he had agreed to this date, in the first place. He felt like he owed her something. But a pity date, correction, several pity dates, shouldn't be the answer.
His grip on the wooden chopsticks tightened, the wood splintering. It was wrong of him to do it, it's as if he was treating her like a rebound. She isn't one. Hinata is one of his close friends and he probably would not stop berating himself for wronging her. Hinata didn't deserve that. No one did.
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Taking a deep breath, he felt chakra swirl from within his stomach, moulding and changing its nature. Posture poised to perfection, partially because he might get hurt, he let out his breath like a dragon, the surrounding air heating up as he released a small jet of fire onto the little stack of twigs he had set up. Pulling his body back, he inhaled again, feeling the excess chakra dissipate harmlessly and opened his dark eyes. Satisfied with the fire he had made, he tossed a few more broken branches into the pile and sat back to watch the fire grow. He had slipped his cloak off, as well as the cloth around his head. He had been travelling for two days straight and was a little weary. The sharp pang in his stomach irritated him because he would have to stand and walk to the knapsack to retrieve his cooking materials. It was when he was searching for a small pot that he felt it and nearly dropped everything in his hands. He shot his head up and his wide eyes searched the quiet forest, ears tuned in to as much as a rustle. He pressed a hand on his chest and willed for the feeling to go away. It almost made him feel nauseous and he tightened his fist around his loose shirt.
"Don't you fucking dare," he hissed, marching back to his previous spot in front of the fire, the metal items in his knapsack jangling against one another.
Dropping the bag with a clatter next to him, he sat down with his knees folded. All the while he was muttering profanities under his breath as well as thirteen different ways to kill a man. The flickering light in front of him illuminated his features, giving him an evil look, even more so as he sharpened one end of a straight thin branch with a kunai. Murderous. That's how he felt right now. How he'd like to wrap his fingers around a certain someone's neck and wring-. He huffed, trying to keep his emotions in check and pulled out some root vegetables he managed to obtain yesterday evening to clean them of some of the dirt they've accumulated. With a few precise flicks of his wrist, he skimmed off the excess earth. He could have probably just peel the roughened skin but he was going to roast them anyway. He would very much like to skin someone el-. The satisfaction he felt as he stabbed the vegetable he had just cleaned was more than gratifying, cancelling out the need for him to come after them.
"Of all the stupid things-," he let slip out as he grabbed a pouch of seeds. Placing one between his teeth, he broke the shell, letting the seed fall on his tongue. Tossing the shell into the fire, he chewed, louder than necessary, and swallowed. The irritation he felt simmered down slightly as he curbed his hunger with his snack while waiting for his meal to cook. He stared at the open fire, hands working on autopilot on opening the seeds and tossing the shells into the blaze.
"Hey, Sasuke?" Naruto's voice forced its way into Sasuke's consciousness.
The young Uchiha sighed. "You're ruining the moment, dobe." He opened his eyes to look at the blond in his arms. He tapped the space between his brows as punishment, secretly loving how Naruto's face contorted into a pout.
"Sasuke's so mean to me," he sniffed, rubbing his forehead. "I only wanted to ask you a question."
If there was one thing he didn't like was when Naruto had a question. He nuzzled those blond spikes, whiffing the dobe's scent. He really liked it and he would very much like to just cuddle and sleep instead of answering some question that would probably turn into an argument. He gave a soft grunt when he was elbowed lightly in retaliation of being ignored. "What?" he bit out, exasperated.
Naruto turned in his arms to properly face him, his eyes were wide and blinking up at him like a anxious child. "Can you tell me what your dreams are?" he asked in a soft voice, those eyes never leaving his.
"What are you, a baku?" he deadpanned, an elegant eyebrow arched and that caused the blond to whine and beat his chest with curled fists, calling him "Baka-S'uke". He snickered, grabbing hold of his wrists, ignoring the heated glare sent his way and pecked a pair of pouty lips. "Okay, okay, I'll tell you about them." He brought their foreheads together, the corners of his mouth upturned in a smile.
The blond perked up and pulled one of his hands away from Sasuke's hold and made a fist, grinning brightly at Sasuke. "Alright, lay it on me!"
Dark eyes stared at the curled fist Naruto had presented. In all honestly, he was a little puzzled. He said talk to him about his dreams so what in blazes is he doing raising his- Oh! Oh no. He shot the still grinning man a dirty look, trying to keep his temper in check. It's stupid. Naruto's stupid. He refuses to participate in this stupidity. "We are not going to talk no jutsu this!" he growled. He had half a mind to shove the idiot away.
As if sensing Sasuke's impeding thoughts, he wrapped a leg over his hip. "Come on, Sasuke! You said you would and I want a visual!" He waggled his blond brows and Sasuke resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "Please, please, please…" He kissed a pale shoulder with each plea in an attempt to melt the man and get his way.
With a long sigh, he pushed Naruto back. "This is ridiculous," he said with a scowl but raised a fist anyway. The idiot should be grateful he didn't pull it back and land a punch on his cheek instead. "Let's get it over with."
"Ehehe! I'm going to enjoy this!" He raised his fist again, positioning it in front of Sasuke's.
"Just don't be disappointed if it's not to your liking," he said quietly but indulged the blond by bumping their fists together.
He closed his dark eyes when he felt their chakra mingle from the gentle contact, waiting to be transported into their mind's eye. He shouldn't expect much though and wouldn't be surprised if it looked like more or less the scene they were currently in. So imagine his surprise when he opened them to find himself in one of the busy streets of Konoha's business district, fully clothed, thankfully. He took a step back, trying to figure out what the fuck is going on and bumped into someone.
"Oh, Sasuke-kun, you're back!" greeted Sakura and she smiled at him, tilting her head to the side.
Sasuke jerked away, startled to see his former teammate. He was unsure of how to act around her, even after his awkward apology. Whipping his head around, he searched for a blond head. What the fuck is going on? Sakura shouldn't be here! He shouldn't even be here! He needed to find Naruto. Where did that blond idiot disappear to? A small tap on his shoulder had him reeling from the touch.
"If you're looking for him, you should know he's at his favourite place," Sakura said with a wink before leaving with a wave. "Bye, Sasuke-kun! I have to get back to the hospital."
Sasuke huffed. Favourite place, eh? He should feel offended that it didn't consist of him at his side but ignored it for now. He marched off in search of a specific ramen stall, a little perturbed that the villagers seemed unaffected by his presence and took no note of it, carrying on with their activities. This certainly was not what he had expected. It seemed almost unrealistic, that fact that nothing was thrown his way and he was not being chased out of the village. It isn't even real, he reminded himself, merely a desire. Picking up on a familiar boisterous voice, he hurried his pace.
Naruto was perched on one of the stools at Ichiraku, rudely pointing his chopsticks at Kiba, yelling about how he could so beat the shit out of him with one hand tied behind his back. Sasuke slowed, watching the scene unfold before him. He crossed his arms but he was amused, seeing him interact with the circle of friends around him. His dark eyes zeroed in on Hinata, who shyly looked Naruto's way. He wasn't blind that she had obvious affections towards the dobe but was glad that even in this world, Naruto didn't pay too much attention to her that and acted no more than just being friendly.
Suddenly, the blond head turned and that smile he wore grew tenfold at seeing him. Sasuke felt his stomach flutter at that. "Oi, teme! There you are!" he called out to him and soon he was on his feet walking towards him. "Come and join us, baka-S'uke." Naruto then proceeded to drag the unwilling Uchiha to the stall and practically shoved him to the seat next to him.
Sasuke propped his elbow on the counter to support his head as he looked at Naruto order two more miso ramen. He hid the small smile with his palm. Even in their talk no jutsu, ramen is never forgotten. Ignoring the steaming bowl set out in front of him, he watched as Naruto messily chewed and slurped his meal. Then the blond tilted his head to the side towards Sasuke, a stream of noodles still dangling from his mouth mid-slurp. He probably wanted his bowl too and Sasuke gladly pushed the large bowl his way with his other hand.
The blond blinked owlishly, shifting back and forth between the bowl and Sasuke's face. He gave a snort and proceeded to slurp the rest of his noodles before talking to the raven. Sasuke would like to know what was so damn funny. "I don't want your ramen, teme," he explained. "Besides, this doesn't compare to the real Ichiraku's!" He drank his soup noisily.
"Not like you can taste anything here, anyway," the brunette muttered, supressing the need to roll his eyes. Tan fingers grabbed hold of his bandaged hand and he laced their fingers together. Sasuke visibly flinched, not one for public displays of affection, especially not around the blond's friends. But then again, it's not real. He looked over at them and just like the villagers, had paid no heed towards their joined hands. Relaxing, he squeezed Naruto's hand and was rewarded with another megawatt smile.
"You look happy, teme," Naruto commented, the laugh he released was tinkling. "I'm happy too."
Sasuke's heart skipped a beat, his chest oddly tight now. His eyes shifted away from those brilliant blues. This…This world makes Naruto happy, being here in Konoha, surrounded by his friends. Sasuke swallowed with difficulty, not really sure how to feel about this revelation. He does know this fact but having it pointed out to you in a jutsu that revealed your true feelings was not the way he had intended to live through.
The Inuzuka vied for Naruto's attention again, putting an arm around him. "Hey future Hokage, who's going to be your right hand man once you wear that old hat? As you already know, I have mad skills!" He flexed his muscles and excitedly added, "and Akamaru can be your head dog!"
Naruto laughed, no intention of letting his hand go as he turned his body to speak to Kiba. "I don't think you're well suited to be my advisor, dog-breath," he teased. "That position's already reserved for Shikamaru." His eyes flicked towards the yawning genius who lazily held his hand up in response to his name. "But I think you and Akamaru should lead a tracker team."
Sasuke observed the man before him. He was impressed at how far ahead Naruto had planned this. There was no question that he would become Hokage one day and that fact made his stomach lurch. Where would he fit in all of this he wondered as Naruto designated his friends different positions for when he would be the village head.
"…of course, Sakura-chan would take charge of the medical team and Sasuke," The blond turned to him. "Sasuke's going to be my personal ANBU, won't you, teme?"
He didn't answer but Naruto didn't need one and continued to talk with Kiba and Shikamaru about the different teams they will form. Sasuke suddenly felt out of place. Although Naruto had promised him a place in the village, it didn't feel right. He couldn't be here, living in the village that had forsaken his clan. He could never serve it. Not yet. Not until he found whatever it was he was searching for. True, he had inherited Itachi's will and once, had even thought about leading the village himself but after the war, nothing had changed. He couldn't get his revolution, didn't get to make a difference. Sasuke glanced at Naruto. But he could.
Despite the treatment he had received in his childhood, Naruto loves Konoha and he could never see him abandon it. Even before, he swore to save both Sasuke and Konoha and he succeeded. Sasuke admitted his loss, his idea for a revolution gone. Never mind being ANBU captain, he wasn't even sure he wanted to continue life as a ninja. He looked down at their entwined hands.
"Teme?" Naruto's voice broke him out of his thoughts. "I think we should head back now."
Hands still together, Naruto lead him away from Ichiraku and the world shifted. They were now standing in an empty space, Konohagakure had dissipated. Naruto stopped walking and they faced each other, the blond smiling sheepishly at him. Sasuke remained quiet, waiting for Naruto to say something.
"That was nice, wasn't it?" He brought their bodies closer together and leaned in. "I'm glad you showed me your dream, Sasuke." He lightly brushed Sasuke's lips with his.
Sasuke's eyes widened but the world blurred around him, forcing him to close his eyes again. He could feel Naruto's chakra thrumming out of him as he released the jutsu. He took in a deep breath, trying to bring his chakra levels into equilibrium. Once, he got his balance back, he opened his eyes to find cerulean ones peering at him.
Naruto pecked his lips. "Welcome back, teme," he greeted. Their fists were no longer touching, instead their fingers were laced together. Sasuke untangled their fingers but threw an arm over the man's broad shoulders. "Sasuke?" Naruto questioned uncertainly.
Sasuke held him tighter and gave soft kisses on his hair. He moved to each tan cheek, planting soft pecks. He brushed his lips carefully over closed lids, placed a loving smooch on the forehead and slid down the bridge of Naruto's nose to claim those lips. Each time Naruto tried to speak, Sasuke would silence him with more kisses, stopping him. Hands rubbed each other's back and Naruto gave up trying to talk and let Sasuke have his way with him like always. With one last smack on the lips, Sasuke pulled back, slightly breathless.
His cheeks were coloured and like him, Naruto was panting. "Your dream is beautiful, Sasuke," Naruto rubbed his cheek. "You'll be happy, won't you?" he asked and Sasuke understood the meaning behind those words. It was left unsaid but it hung in the air. You'll come back to Konoha with me, won't you?
He tried to look away. He didn't want to answer that question just yet. Naruto's smile melted him so he closed his eyes, feeling their heartbeats resonate against each other. Sasuke hugged him tighter, letting the blond cuddle with him and nuzzle his neck while he brushed those sunshine locks. "You usuratonkachi," he whispered, voice soft. He idiot was so excited to use the talk no jutsu that he didn't realise that he was channelling his own thoughts into it. That dream didn't belong to Sasuke but Naruto. It was he who desired him to be part of Konohagakure. It was Naruto's dream and it would never come true. Not if Sasuke stayed with him. He felt Naruto wriggle out of their embrace.
"Hey, what did I say about premature wrinkles!" he reprimanded, smoothing the crease between dark eyebrows. "Speaking of which," His voice turned soft. "Happy birthday, teme."
The corner of his lip twitched into a smirk. "Hn. I wish to claim my present now." Grabbing the man by the arms, he pulled Naruto on top of him, already fused at the mouth. The blond complied to his wishes, running a hand down his pale chest to tweak a pert nipple. The soft cackles from the fire they had lit earlier were the only other sounds that accompanied their love making, the rain had long stopped. This would be their last time together.
Sasuke snapped out of his thoughts where he heard light popping. The root vegetables he had left to roast had puffed up and burst from their skins so he hurriedly took them out from the fire. A sweet smell wafted through the air from the caramelised edges. Sasuke's mouth watered, he hadn't had a proper meal in days, only munching on dried meat and seeds along his journey. Taking care as to not burn himself, he removed the sweet potato from his makeshift skewer, blowing on it to take the heat off. Using a large leaf in place of a plate, he laid the hot lumps on his lap, the warmth flooding through his thin cotton pants.
Licking his fingers, Sasuke was tried to get every last morsel. Satisfied with his humble meal and took a swig out of his canister. He eyed the water level, he'd have to stop by somewhere with clean water soon. Screwing the top back on, he leaned back, turning his gaze into the night sky. Sometimes he would think of him, wondering if he was alright, which was a little selfish considering he didn't want Naruto to think of him at all. Sasuke let out a sigh. That dobe just doesn't get it. He doesn't need Sasuke, anyone else could make a good ANBU captain to him once he's Hokage. Heck, Shino could do it. He shouldn't waste such precious time on Sasuke. It was Naruto's turn to chase his own happiness which is why he absolutely does not need him in his life.
He rolled his shoulders, trying to work out the kinks and release some tension in them. A bright light in the sky made him tilt his head up. It was a shooting star. Maybe he should make a wish? He snorted at the thought of entertaining such a childish belief but closed his eyes and did it anyway. When the light grew brighter, his eyes snapped open only for him to wince at the brightness shield his face. What the actual fuck? They were meteors, hundreds of them and all headed for the direction of-. No. His eyes widened in panic and he scrambled to his feet.
"Naruto!"
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A/N: So yeah, I'm trying my hands at including this crappy movie called Naruto: The Last. Anyways, I hope it wasn't all that confusing. I ran like 15 different simulations on how the flow of the chapter should go and when I asked the lovely Emelie for advice, the important question I had for her was "Is finger riding a thing?" Hahaha Well if you have any questions, you can PM me or ask me on tumblr. Ask me on tumblr for faster responses, I'm there more!
FAQ:
Oh no! Don't you go all Kishi on me! You SAID SasNar! – It is! Just be patient, everything will come together in the next chapter. ^^
Why didn't you use italics for the dream/flashback parts? – I kind of wanted a nicer flow and I wanted it to be a surprise? But if it bothers you waaay too much, I can just edit it all out later. I need a beta to consult these things with, honestly.
Umm…what's a baku? – In Japanese folklore, the baku are tapir-like spirits that eat dreams. Think Drowzee from Pokemon!
I think you're mistaken. The talk no jutsu is fanmade. Not a real jutsu. – I'm aware of this. I actually got the inspiration to write the scene after watching the episode where Naruto sees Obito's dream and desire to become Hokage. I thought it would be nice to make the talk no jutsu into something like that :)
You wrote NaruSasu again! Yay but what about SasuNaru? D: – You know I love the baes both ways. The smut in here features a power bottom Sasuke. My tumblr friends and fellow writers pretty much (brainwashed) inspired me to write powerbottom!Sasuke. Because hngh, he's hot! I still don't think I got him right though, but meh I'll have a chance to improve. Fear not, SasuNaru is in your future!
WHY DO YOU ALWAYS DO THIS?! YOU CUT OFF THE SMUT AT THE BEST PARTS! WHYYY?! – Ehhh? Oh, I'm sorry! That's so horrible of me! I don't know if you'll ever forgive me for sinning ahhh! How about this? *pulls curtains*
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BONUS:
Sasuke looked down at the blond thrashing beneath him, a smile tugging at his lips. He took great pride in driving him wild and Naruto doesn't seem to mind one bit. When Naruto pounded the wood floors, it sent his lust spiking. He wanted more, he wanted the idiot to lose himself more until those lips whisper how much he fucking wants Sasuke, how much he wants to thrust into him, completing them, making them whole. Sasuke wants to be filled with Naruto, have his seed coat him from the inside out, owning him. But not yet, not until he says he wants to and until then he'd have to play dirty to get what he wants.
Holding the wrist in place, he rocked his body back and forth, feeling those fingers barely brush against those bundle of nerves, not able to quite reach it. Even so, it sent small electric shocks up his spine. He ground his hips down, determined to have those fingers have more contact with his prostate. "Ahnn!" His cock spurted more precum onto honeyed skin, marking its territory.
"Shit, Sasuke!" Naruto groaned, he threw his arm over his face to block the image. "Shit…"
The sharp slap of skin had the blond howling and Sasuke brought his hand down on the man's thigh again. "Look at me, Naruto! Look at me!" He clenched around those digits again. "Look at me as I ride your fingers. Can you feel how hot it is inside me, Naruto? Huh?"
Naruto reluctantly pulled his arm away, eyes blinking to try and filter how damn fuckable Sasuke looked right now. "Y-yes," he answered, his voice getting caught in his throat. Below, his sex dribbled pathetically, so sensitised that any contact with Sasuke's burning skin could set him off. But he didn't want that, not yet anyway. He wanted to fill Sasuke with his cum till it flows out of him.
Suddenly, Sasuke was on all fours, arching his back, his buttocks in the air. "Naruto," he purred seductively. "As much as I love your fingers, I would like something bigger." Dark lashes batted innocently at him and he pushed his body forward, letting the fingers slide out slowly out of him with a lewd pop.
Naruto vaguely remembers his hand falling lifelessly to the floor, feeling boneless after Sasuke had his way with it, fucking his hole. "You're killing me, teme." He sounded shaky, laughing wryly at his predicament.
Angling his chin up, Sasuke looked smug but in reality, even he was having a hard time holding back. All that teasing had shortened his breaths and the ache to be taken by the blond was yet to be fulfilled. But Naruto too was stubborn not giving him what he wanted or maybe he was humouring him? Even so, Sasuke wanted him to say how much he needs and wants him. Blame his Uchiha pride. "Usuratonkachi, do you want this?" he asked, eyes glinting.
Swallowing hard, Naruto had a sense of déjà vu wash over him and he wondered if this too was a dream but nevertheless he nodded, nervously licking his lips. "I do. I want it."
"Tell me," Sasuke urged, voice dropping a few octaves but it never lost its silkiness. "Tell me what you want." He slid his body down, his opening hovering just above the thick head of Naruto's dark cock. The Uchiha looked at Naruto predatorily, a tongue flicking over one canine.
Pursing his lips, Naruto stared hard into Sasuke's obsidian eyes. He didn't move a muscle and Sasuke was almost afraid that he'd finally broken the man but then those lips moved. "I want you," he said confidently. "I want you, Sasuke."
Sasuke grinned, a hand reached behind him to grab Naruto's pulsing heat. The blond hissed but propped himself up by the elbows, watching Sasuke carefully. With eyes still locked into Naruto's, Sasuke positioned himself. "I want you too," he whispered and slammed himself down, fully sheathing Naruto within himself in one unforgiving push.
Naruto roared, spilling himself into Sasuke but his hips continued to buck wildly as wave upon wave of pleasure hit him. Cerulean eyes were welded shut and the ringing in his ears prevented him to hear Sasuke's own cry and see the raven's body go rigid. The hot cum that arched out of the man hit him squarely in the chest. He felt Sasuke's weight on him when he had slumped from exhaustion, the tremors from the young Uchiha passing through his body. "S'uke," he called out.
Turning his head to the side, Sasuke curled up against Naruto's body, clinging to him as his legs shook uncontrollably. He bit his lip. That was intense and he came the second he felt the hot burst of liquid within him. A hand played with his hair, combing the long strands while he took a moment to calm down his racing heart. When his body had stopped its spasms, he lifted his head up, looking at the blond with a smug smile. His legs felt like jelly but he forced them to move anyway, letting the softening cock slide out of him. As much as he liked it when Naruto came inside him, he was never fond of it staying inside after sex. So with two fingers, he pushed it against his raw opening and unclenched his sphincter muscles, letting Naruto's thick seed dribble out of him.
Naruto's eyes popped out of his sockets and he released a strangled moan. Even when he wasn't trying, Sasuke was still a fucking tease! He was getting hard and Sasuke wasn't even touching him.
Dark eyes flitted to the slowly hardening cock and he raised an eyebrow at the blond, and Naruto thought that he was mocking him but instead, the raven chuckled, moving himself so he could rest next to him. "Whoa there, usuratonkachi, my ass needs a fucking break." He pulled the man closer, pecking his cheek. Cuddling was in order after that one.
Naruto's laugh was slightly muffled as he buried his face in Sasuke's chest, letting the Uchiha hold him, their heart beats falling into a rhythm. He could feel Sasuke starting to doze off but he had wanted to speak with him about something. Biting his lip, he crossed his fingers hoping Sasuke wouldn't bite his head off. "Hey, Sasuke?"
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*curtsies* How's that for a surprise? Merry fucking Christmas to you! I mean, you guys did wait a long time for this chapter to come out. Sorry if it wasn't any good, I'm still working on my smut ^^"
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