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Warning: SasuNaru, NejiGaara, yaoi, OOCness and unbeta-read.
Extra Chapter 2: DesireNeji stared at the horizon. The pastel colors of orange, pink and purple that smeared the sky as the sun sets across the ocean he was viewing at made him think of this feeling that he couldn't get rid of... the feeling that he was in love.
Once, he had thought it was just an infatuation and like any infatuation, whatever he felt towards Gaara would disappear. When he had learned that Gaara was dating his blond childhood friend, it didn't stop the jealousy that prickled his heart, because- dammit! This was going to disappear. He believed that as firmly as he believed in fate.
However, fate was more than what he thought it was. He realized that it wasn't infatuation. It was more than that, it was... stronger than that and it left him helpless because he didn't know how to approach the matter or how to deal with it. He was certain that Gaara wouldn't give him a chance, not when he was too committed to the blonde that he even let him go. It had been a whole year since that break-up, but the big question was, did Gaara's feelings for the blonde disappear? Or was it still there? Stronger than ever just like his attraction towards the redhead.
Neji sighed, massaged his temple and leaned against the palm tree behind him, his toes digging into the sand. He closed his eyes and let the sound of sea waves crashing into the sands calm him. Besides, he was here to relax from work and everything. And he would have fallen asleep if not for that one calm voice that made him flutter his eyes open.
"Hyuuga."
Neji sat up straight and turned to his left. No, he wasn't dreaming. Gaara was really standing next to him, wearing printed shorts and a white t-shirt.
"Fancy meeting you here?" the redhead said in an amusement that made Neji smirk.
"What? You own this place?" he countered.
"If I did, I would have known your presence immediately."
Neji made a noise at the back of his throat and turned to glance at the horizon.
"Perfect sunset, eh?"
"Sunset symbolizes the death of today. Death is beautiful... always beautiful," Gaara replied. He was lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice the strange look on Neji's face before resignation replaced it.
"You haven't changed at all."
This time, it was Gaara who made a noise at the back of his throat and sat beside the other male. They watched the sun until it disappeared… until there was just darkness.
Neji suggested that they should go back to his hotel after both of them silently had agreed to have dinner together.
It was the start of something new; a chance meant to be taken and an opportunity to be taken advantage of.
-SasuNaru is love-
"Why are we doing this?" a dazed and horny Naruto asked while he felt himself being lowered on the table, Sasuke's hard-on poking against his left thigh.
Sasuke paused from sucking the blonde's right nipple and answered quietly, "Because you were tired last night, we only did it once. Because you're conveniently in front of the table wearing boxers and I'm only wearing drawstring pants."
"And you're horny," the blond added. He placed his right hand on his lover's head while his other hand moved downward, slipping under his white pants and massaged his firm ass.
"And so are you," Sasuke retorted, and to prove his point, he rubbed the blonde's arousal with his hand... the same hand that moved and started slipping under dark blue boxers. Halfway, they heard a cool and indifferent voice issuing a morning greeting. The couple froze and a second later, Sasuke cursed. They had completely forgotten about Itachi who upon Naruto's invitation, was staying with them during Akatsuki's short visit in Japan.
Itachi poured himself a mug of coffee and grab two slices of buttered bread which he was certain was his share. He took a seat at the other end of the table and start reading the day's newspaper. When he felt that familiar sharp glare, he turned and looked at Sasuke.
"Go ahead. Don't mind me," he said coolly. He really loved teasing his little brother, especially when it had something to do with his blonde.
Sasuke scowled. It was too late to say that because Naruto had slipped underneath from him and was moving around the kitchen. Sighing, he took a seat and hissed, "When are you going to leave?"
"Don't be rude, Sasuke. Besides, hadn't Naruto-kun told me I can stay here anytime I want?" Sasuke grumbled something incoherent. When he didn't say anything else, Itachi knew he had won. Smirking, he went back to reading the newspaper.
-SasuNaru is love-
Almost an hour later, Sasuke dressed in a business suit walked along the hallway. "Dobe, I'm leaving," he said.
"Don't forget about tonight, ok?" Naruto said from the couch.
"Why do we need to have a double dinner date with Gaara?"
"Because I'm curious who his love interest is."
"I'd rather have you on our bed, writhing."
Naruto stuck his tongue out. "When we get home tonight, I'll do any kinky position you want me to do." He stuck his tongue once more, but this time to brush against Sasuke's lips.
Sasuke's eyes fluttered close, but before he could do anything, Itachi was there.
"Aren't we leaving yet, Sasuke?" Itachi asked. "I need to arrive there earlier than the others."
Sasuke let out an exasperated sigh. "His timing sucks for a genius," he murmured, making the blonde chuckle.
"Why can't you take a taxi?" Sasuke asked as they headed towards the elevator.
"You're going to pass by that place anyway," Itachi replied. "Besides, you owe me a lot." His brother arched an eyebrow. "Have I said anything to the media despite how stubborn they are?" he said. It was annoying to find himself being swarmed by media asking what he thought of homosexuality; of his younger brother's relationship with the Uzumaki heir; of the blonde; had he walked in on them, was the possibility of marriage high and others. It was irritating and fortunately after more than three months, what the media dubbed as "SasuNaru Fever" had cooled down.
Sasuke clucked his tongue. It had been a nightmare when the media had found out about him and Naruto. Their pictures were splashed on gossip columns and even made it to gossip programs.
Fortunately, the effect of their media exposure and relationship wasn't as bad as Fugaku anticipated. Sure, one company severed its partnership with the Uchiha company, but the empty slot had been immediately filled by Nara who proved to be more competent. The other traditional companies remained obviously needing the Uchiha influence to maintain their position in the market. It had been hell, but was close to over now.
-SasuNaru is love-
"What are you staring at?" a conscious Naruto demanded at Sasuke while they waited for Gaara in one of the private rooms of a posh restaurant.
"What you said to me this morning."
"Bastard. Behave yourself. It'd be embarrassing-"
"You're probably just jealous that Gaara found someone new," Sasuke accused with sham seriousness. When he had found out from Kiba that Naruto had an affair with Gaara, he hadn't found it funny. He had completely walked out from their condo after a short fistfight with Gaara and Naruto. However, after it was settled, he suddenly didn't found it as bad as he had at first. He still didn't find it funny but at least, he could tease Naruto about it if he felt like to.
Naruto kicked his legs and give him the finger.
Sasuke grinned in a predatory manner. "If they won't arrive within three minutes, this table will be used for another purpose."
Naruto dismissed it as a threat, but he was proven wrong when Sasuke started counting down from five.
"Gaara said they'll arrive by eight. Its seven fifty-eight," he stated in a panicked voice. "Don't," he commanded when Sasuke grabbed his right wrist. A part of him whispered that there was no way out, besides wasn't he curious to find what its like to- NO! He didn't want to do it here... definitely not, but-
Just then the door slid open and there was Gaara saving the day and standing beside him was Neji.
Naruto stared, blinked then gaped. Sasuke pretended he wasn't surprised or staring when in fact he was.
"Neji?!" Naruto half-screeched. Blue eyes looked at Gaara, seeking confirmation. The latter nodded as they sat across the surprised couple.
"So this is the person you met in Hawaii?" Sasuke stated more than asked.
"You make it sound like I'm incapable of going there, Uchiha," Neji replied.
"The bastard didn't mean that," Naruto intervened. "It's like of all places and of all people, it had to be you and Hawaii."
Neji scoffed. "The world is small when fate intervenes. It-" He stopped when Gaara elbowed him.
"I'll kill you if keep on talking about nonsense," the redhead warned.
Neji rolled his eyes. "So childish and violent."
"And you're a fool."
"A fool is one who doesn't believe in fate," Neji retorted. Why was he stooping to this level of arguing anyway? He wondered, but couldn't stop.
Naruto stiffened when he felt a hand massaging his right inner thigh. He glared at Sasuke. "What is your hand doing there?"
Sasuke smirked. "They're lost in their world so we might as well-"
"I heard that, Uchiha," Gaara said, receiving a glare from his dark-haired childhood friend.
Despite the arguments and other interruptions, the dinner date went well as expected. After having dinner, they dropped by a drink bar; and had a couple of drinks before they parted ways.
-SasuNaru is love-
Neji sat on the couch and watched Gaara moved around the latter's apartment. "So why did you want them to meet me?" he asked.
Gaara shrugged. "No reason at all."
"I know you enough to know you're a person who does things for a reason."
"You're an intelligent man."
"I wouldn't be asking if I knew, would I?" Neji looked so exasperated that Gaara stood in front of him.
Slightly blushing, he said, "I wanted them to meet my lover."
Neji's eyes widened because he and Gaara only had heavy make-out sessions, but it didn't mean that he didn't want to have Gaara like that. He had held back so as not to pressure him. "But we haven't..."
"Idiot. That's why I brought you here."
"To seduce me?" Neji was certain that Gaara was doing all of these to show his trust and commitment. And he was happy. Utterly so.
"Don't count on it." Emerald eyes widened when Neji pulled him downwards. The man whispered, "Allow me to do the seduction then."
Gaara snorted to cover up how his body shivered at those words.
Neji placed a hand against his chest before he took the other man's lips in a sensual kiss.
Their kiss was more different than the ones they've shared before. The deepness of their kiss and the entanglement of their tongues with each other... They spoke of something... something that they couldn't place a finger on and there was that taste of intimacy that neither of them had before. It was maddening and they wanted this to go on and on and on without minding of oxygen.
"Gaara," Neji murmured, eyes half-closed and his breathing as haggard as Gaara's. His eyes had that intensity that made the redhead shiver. He wanted to say something- words that always managed to lodge in his throat every time he wanted to say it. He found out that the most difficult time was at the moment, when his boyfriend looked at him with those smoky emerald eyes before leaning forward to drop small kisses on his neck. "Gaara," he half-warned and half-moaned.
"Don't," Gaara whispered back. "It doesn't matter."
"It does," Neji replied. Yes, it did matter.
"Just not now." Don't ruin the moment.
Neji opened his mouth to say something, but what came out was a dark moan. Gaara chuckled and even though this wasn't a competition, Neji wanted to get back at him.
He grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked him for another wet kiss. This time, there was now that possession, that urgency of which both of them were familiar with. Hands moved with confidence, tugging and
yanking clothes; touching and exploring. Oh God! Why was the world on fire?
Gaara blindly maneuvered them to their room, leaving their clothes on their trail and together they fell on his bed. He lowered his head and flicked his tongue against Neji's left ear. His heart fluttered when he heard how Neji gasped with that action. His boyfriend's reactions never ceased to amaze him. He loved them. Hungry for them, even.
Neji bit back the moan that wanted to slip past his swollen lips when his hands slid along Gaara's side. It felt so smooth and curvy too, even though it wasn't as curvy as a woman's body. He brushed his knee between those pale thighs and felt the man beside him shiver. Yeah. He loved making the redhead hot and aroused. It was because of that, that he slipped his hand downward; let his fingertips danced along the patch of red curls before tracing a finger along that hardening rod. This time, Neji couldn't stop the moan from letting out- a moan which mingled with Gaara's.
Neji traced his tongue against Gaara's clavicle before latching his hot mouth on the pale column of his neck to leave marks. Gaara tasted... delicious and his saliva in his mouth increased. He wanted more.
Gaara's eyes fluttered close when different sensations flowed through his veins. The burn was slow yet overwhelming. He could feel it trickling through his veins from the pit of his stomach and back again. It was maddening yet positively sinful. Never had he felt like this before... not even with Naruto. Being with Naruto was right, but with Neji... being with him was more than right. It was perfect.
"Neji," he murmured as the man rolled them over so he'd be lying beneath him. He ran his hands on his back, loving the tension of those muscles beneath his touches.
Neji paused from his pleasurable work and propped himself up to look at Gaara... a blushing Gaara... a needy Gaara and that thought alone made his erection twitch.
And like a curtain, Neji's long dark hair draped around Gaara's head, lessening the brightness that graced the redhead's vision a while ago. However, Gaara could see clearly how Neji's eyes burned, the intensity with the way he looked at him and the way the flame of desire grew bigger. Looking at Neji's face, feeling his tensed body and his erection, Gaara realized suddenly that he loved the man. It wasn't a love that would let him suffer in silence like the way he felt for Naruto. It was a love that he assumed was similar to what Sasuke felt for the blond - strong, passionate and all-consuming.
He tugged the man down and whispered, oh-so-slowly, "Make love to me."
That was like a bullet that shattered the small control Neji had over himself and just like that he burst into flames of passion. He burned Gaara with his touches and Gaara's touches in return were like fuel.
It went on and on and the pleasure that rocked Gaara's body didn't decrease even when a streak of pain shot through him when Neji penetrated him. He didn't know a tear had slid from his left eye until he felt Neji's wicked tongue licking it. Against his abused lips, he
heard the man whisper, "I need you." In reply, he wrapped his arms around the tensed body above him to pull and hold him close.
Their bodies moved in a simple push and pull rhythm; danced in a beat only their primal instincts knew of. In and out; contract and relax; fullness and emptiness; pleasure and longing... those were the only things they knew while they spiraled in their pool of desire and finally toppled over to that sweet, sweet abyss.
Both of them arched back as orgasm held them tight. When post-coital bliss settled on them, the tension of their bodies left and they slumped back, tired but satiated. Gaara cupped Neji's face to get his attention and said something so softly that Neji barely managed to hear it. He smiled upon hearing those words and he pressed their foreheads together. Damn. This was probably the happiest moment of his life.
I'm glad it's you.
-SasuNaru is love-
Sasuke growled on instinct when Naruto jerked him strongly into their bedroom. Before he knew it, his arms were full of his boyfriend who was grinning at him toothily. He knew Naruto wasn't drunk.
The blonde rained him with little kisses while asking, "So what kinky things do you want me to do?"
Sasuke smirked. While running his hands on the blonde's side, he replied, "Striptease."
"So easy."
The dark-haired man dragged him to their dressing room where there were mirrors around them. Sasuke grabbed a stool and placed it on the center of the room. He sat on it and then in a whispered command, he told the blonde, "You may start."
Naruto closed his eyes for a moment to get himself ready and he started weaving an erotic story of why he had to do it. The man in front of him, observing him with sharp eyes was a man so attractive that his sexual exploits were known to everyone and his role was to seduce this man who was now tired of sex, to arouse him in a way no one ever did. When he opened his eyes and focused it on Sasuke, the latter gulped.
Naruto gave him a flirty smile and started moving his hips in a beat he only knew, a beat his body could only hear. He crossed his arms in front of his hips and started moving his hands upwards, letting them glide over his sensitive skin. He brought his arms upwards, twisted them around each other, gyrate his hips and gave Sasuke a come-hither to look. He seductively bit his lip at the same time giving that smile that tightened the pants of his sole guest.
So seductive and filled with promises of pleasure. Good start, dobe.
Sasuke gripped the edge of the stool and sat up straight. This was better than going to any strip bar. Much, much better, especially when this performance was for his eyes only. He made a sound of appreciation when tanned hands started unbuttoning his shirt, oh-so-slowly that it made his mouth go cotton dry. He mentally clapped when, for what looked like an eternity, his blonde was half-naked and touching his chest with those beautiful tanned hands moving in a hypnotizing way.
Sasuke felt his own hands twitch, tempted to do the touching and the caressing and wanting to toy with those nipples. Oh God! The blonde was driving him insane, was making him salivate. He changed position again, this time to accommodate the growing bulge in his pants.
Naruto didn't miss the tent in Sasuke's pants and he smiled wickedly. He opened the button of his jeans and strut towards his boyfriend. He danced around him, brushing his body against his in this titillating game of seduction. He bowed down and breathlessly whispered his name. He stopped behind Sasuke, perched his hands on those stiffening shoulders and massaged them while rubbing his groin against the man's back. A second later, he straddled Sasuke's legs and gyrated downward until he sat on his lover's erection. His eyes fluttered closed at the heat that seeped through the dark-haired male's slacks.
"Sasuke," he melodiously whispered, while running the tip of his fingers on Sasuke's jaw and towards the side of his face. Then he slipped backward and stood up, putting a distance between them. Moving his hips, he removed his pants. He grinned mentally when Sasuke realized he was wearing a thong. He turned his back and bend forward, showing a teaser of what was just feet away from his grasp.
Naruto went back to straddling Sasuke, but this time to undress the latter. Where his hands touched, his mouth followed, teasing and awakening each of the man's nerves before singeing them. All the time, his hips didn't stop gyrating and rubbing against Sasuke's arousal.
"It's painful, isn't it?" he whispered as he clamped down on the erection poking into his ass.
"You suck in strip-teasing," Sasuke breathlessly muttered.
Naruto grabbed a fistful of hair and none-too-gently jerked his head back. He licked a pale cheek. "But you're very aroused." And to prove it, he rode Sasuke's clothed erection, eliciting a dark moan from the man.
Sasuke shuddered, his lips seeking for the blonde's. He threw his head back when the blonde opened his jeans and let his manhood out. Naruto touched the head, already wet with pre-cum and brought his stained finger into his mouth and without breaking eye contact, sucked on the digit.
Sasuke's hands found purchase on blond hair and traced tanned nape with his mouth. He freed Naruto's erection and gave the reign to Naruto, allowing him to do what he wanted.
However, what Naruto wanted for now was to rub their erection together and watch as their pre-cum would mix together. He pressed their cocks, held them by one hand and start rubbing them. And the pleasure that shot up through their spines and the desire that coiled tight in their belly were more beautiful and intense than they expected.
Already blinded by lust and guided by primal instinct, Sasuke traced the lining of the thong, moving downward then deviated near the blonde's puckered hole. He let his pointer finger pushed the slim and silky cloth aside. Then, his middle finger traced a lazy circle on his velvety entrance before slipping in.
"Sasuke," Naruto moaned while his hands gripped pale shoulders, blunt nails digging into ivory skin. He trembled. His heart wept with joy while screaming, take me now.
He continued rubbing, increasing the friction between their manhood.
He pulled Sasuke's head closer to his chest, allowing his lover's tongue to do more swirling on and laving his nipples. Liquid fire and pleasure were running and humming through his veins and not blood... no longer blood. All thanks to Sasuke.
Sasuke raised his flushed face and with mouth brushing against over-sensitive tanned chest, he moaned in half-warning, "Naruto, don't make me wait anymore." The blonde nodded because he too wanted their union as well; wanted Sasuke to feel the hollowness of his body; ached for Sasuke's scalding heat and the completion he could only give.
"Take your fingers out. I want your cock inside me."
"Help yourself."
And Naruto did. He swatted away those fingers making sweet love to his opening, grabbed Sasuke's shaft and sank down to welcome the familiar guest into his velvety cavern, grimacing at the pain it caused.
Sasuke couldn't stop himself from murmuring, "Oh yes," His hand reached towards Naruto's weeping cock and touched it, touched it in a way he knew would burn Naruto, just like how the blonde burned him with his little performance.
The couple moaned in duet.
Naruto moved, and Sasuke let him. He let the blonde dictate the pace; let him ride him in anyway he pleased and he encouraged him. He just sat there, feeling every bit of the blonde's movement, hearing every soft moan and little gasp. He pulled the blond close, and held him tighter. Remembering that he and Naruto hadn't kissed since this started, he smashed their mouths together for an angry, passionate kiss that burned their lungs and made them want more.
Naruto's hair bounced at every upward and downward motion of his hips.
"Is this all you got?" Sasuke teased, his voice strained and eyes half-lidded.
"S-shut up!" Naruto replied between pants. It was so different moving by himself alone. He was close to grabbing orgasm but the pleasure he was receiving wasn't enough. He wanted more. He wanted Sasuke's powerful thrusts but the bastard was withholding it. Fucking asshole! "Move! Dammit!" he panted. He growled when Sasuke just continued looking at him, obviously admiring how he looked like. He rode him hard. He rode him slow then hard again. All for the purpose of destroying that smug indifference and of gaining the thrusts he wanted.
Sasuke remained firm. A challenge.
Naruto, as a last resort, clenched his inner muscles.
The effect was instant. Sasuke's indifference shattered and scattered to the four winds. With an animalistic growl, he held him immobile. Powerfully, he surged into him, buried himself deep into his slick velvety cavern, thrust against his spot, ramming it.
"Have you looked at yourself?" Sasuke asked huskily. He stopped his maddening motion and settled for his mouth to leave wet trails on his tanned chest.
It was only then did Naruto remember the mirrors and now that he did, he couldn't stop himself from glancing. One mirror had him glued. The mirror clearly showing how slick, wet and angry Sasuke's cock was, how it appeared from and disappeared into his entrance and that made him hard. So erotic.
Sasuke chuckled at the pre-cum that spurted from Naruto's manhood and he spread the sticky liquid all over it, loving the result.
Naruto's movement became erratic as his body started craving for more. "Letting me do all the work?" he asked.
When Sasuke nodded, he pouted and tightened his ring of muscles again, knowing the effect it had on his lover who grabbed him down and never let him go; never allowed him to unsheathe him. In that position, Sasuke started thrusting into him hard, ramming his erogenous spot once… twice… thrice. Surprisingly, it wasn't Naruto who came, but Sasuke and it made the former gasp at the heat of the liquid filling him. However, Sasuke wasn't done yet. He continued thrusting, riding his orgasm to the heavens until Naruto threw his head back and let out a deep moan. A ribbon of white fluid shot out between their bodies, staining their chests and stomachs. And Sasuke, for the second time, came. Hard.
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