Panicked and breathless, Sasuke made way as the door opened again, light once more casting a thin stream on the floor before it disappeared with the snap.
The silence Sasuke expected didn't last quite as long as he'd thought it would, as Naruto stumbled forward, fingers latching onto the front of his shirt.
"Sasuke." Naruto spoke quietly, startling Sasuke by gripping the sides of his face and bringing their lips together again. Sasuke lifted his hands to Naruto's face as well, gently, and he tasted tears. Though the room was dark, his lips did all the seeing for him. Naruto was hurt, and he needed comfort.
But as Sasuke parted his lips to whisper soothingly to him, he found Naruto's hands deftly removing his shirt. He pulled away in haste, seizing Naruto's hands in his own. Things were going from bad to worse; after all, weren't they only ever just friends in the first place?
"Naruto... what are you doing?"
"Please, Sasuke... I know you saw him... he said he'd make you pay... oh, God, what will he do to me?"
Sasuke snatched Naruto's body to his fiercely, wrapping his arms around him, holding him as close as he could.
"Naruto! I'm sorry! This is all my fault, he's only doing it because he thinks I love you!" Sasuke discovered that he was sobbing his words into Naruto's shoulder. "You don't deserve this, it's all my fault!"
"Sasuke, no," Naruto whispered, his voice hitched with desperation. "It's just... if I'm going to be... I... I want it to be you."
Sasuke released him in shock, taking a few stunned steps back.
"You think... Itachi's going to...?"
"He will," Naruto breathed onto the corners of Sasuke's lips as he pulled himself into his arms again. "He wants to... take me away from you at any cost..."
Quietly, Naruto reached back and turned a lock on the door. So it had a lock all this time?
"I don't understand," Sasuke said numbly. "This wasn't why you were brought here at all..."
"Then why was I?" Naruto demanded, his voice betraying his anger. "To serve Itachi-san? Well, I for one want to know what it is that he wants from me!"
"But..."
"I know how you feel," Naruto said, his voice breathy and quiet again. "But it's too late to worry about whether this feels right or not."
Sasuke drew a few quick, laborious breaths. Naruto was right; this felt all wrong. He'd never even spared time to consider what his 'first time' would be like, but if he had, he was sure he would not have pictured it like this. But Naruto was right again; it was far too late to worry about that.
His body was unconsciously ready, but his mind was racing in circles. Naruto slowly slid the rest of the way out of his shirt, and Sasuke began to unbutton his own. They were standing just mere inches from each other, but to Sasuke, it felt like miles. It was as though, focused as they were on undressing themselves, their current situation had been put far from mind. As though in a few minutes they wouldn't be having sex.
Sasuke stopped with his hands at the buttons on his pants.
"Are you... are you sure?" His voice was hoarse.
"As sure as I'll ever be... Sasuke." Naruto's last word was a whisper.
Sasuke couldn't find a way to move, but it was Naruto who pulled himself forward again. Sasuke closed his eyes as their lips met tenderly again, and it was there in the dark that their reality hit him. With a hasty step forward, Naruto's back was pressed into the wall and a drawn-out moan streamed from the blonde's throat.
It was indeed beginning.
Throwing caution to the wind, Sasuke brought his hands to Naruto's bare waist, feeling the burning heat that met his fingertips as he did so. His own body was already so hot; his lust and his want and his need was so painful...
"Naruto..." he said, casting a glance toward the bed. "Should we...?"
"No... here..." Naruto panted, his need to be touched making itself clearly known. Sasuke hesitated for a moment. This still felt terribly wrong, but to try and take an awkward situation and make it mean something would be like asking the sun to stop shining.
And so Sasuke cast away his thoughts as he pulled feverishly at the pants that had once belonged to him, his hands trailed along Naruto's chest, and his lips bore down upon the lips of the other.
There was only one way to do this, and he was going to do it right.
Naruto's arms were already wrapped around his neck, and they clung desperately to each other, trying to find a way to proceed. The pain in his abdomen was reaching a crucial peak, and he cried out as Naruto's hands left his shoulders and freed him from his pants. His chest was heaving as he struggled to remain conscious, the swirling haze of emotions and sensations threatening to overwhelm him.
They were like the sputtering parts of a car, long broken, but still harboring the fight and the drive to keep trying to start. Two opposite parts, though; they both kept risking dominance, trying to set things in motion, but halting abruptly once their move was done.
Sasuke was thinking too much.
As he felt both pairs of pants pool around their feet, he raised a cautious hand, but the moment his fingers made contact with what he knew to be Naruto's swollen erection, he pulled them back.
"Do it again..." Naruto moaned, nearly sobbing. Sasuke could feel something warm and wet sliding down his own thigh, and his hand snaked back down to Naruto's legs.
He swallowed heavily, and with gentle force, he pushed Naruto's legs apart. In reaction, the blonde clung to him again to remain standing, and Sasuke pressed his face into the wall behind Naruto's shoulder.
This was it.
And suddenly Naruto pulled his head back, and Sasuke followed suit, and the world stood still as they looked at each other, not really seeing but understanding.
Sasuke inclined his head and their lips met deeply, their tongues for the first time clashing, and Sasuke heaved a breath as they broke apart.
"Nnh... now..."
Naruto's voice broke the spell, and without waiting another moment, Sasuke pushed forward.
He felt teeth pierce into his neck as Naruto bit him to quell a scream; nails dug into his back, and he was sure it would leave marks; he hissed as heat descended right over his pain, but strangely seemed to intensify it.
Sasuke realized, only half-aware, that his own hands were firmly gripping Naruto's sides, and he was pushing the blonde into the wall as hard as he thought was possible. Standing up wasn't nearly as difficult as he'd thought it would be.
He felt like speaking, if only to ask Naruto how close he was to release, but words seemed almost taboo in this intimate moment of time. And then Naruto spoke.
"Sasuke..." he ground out, speaking slowly and pantingly, it was true. "What are we-"
"Naruto?!"
"This isn't right..."
Sasuke was out of his mind with unexplainable rage. His passion was driving him more and more towards anger, but... no. Not at Naruto; at the situation Sasuke had let himself be led into-
"Sasuke, don't you realize?"
Drawn into-
"Naruto, we can't..."
They couldn't keep this up, there would be consequences-
"Oh, how could I let myself..."
Naruto half-screamed again, his legs buckling, and suddenly Sasuke had all of his weight-
"Naruto, no... it's my fault...
Any minute now-
"No... I love you!"
And Sasuke clenched his eyes and his mouth closed as he felt what he recognized as brief finality wash through him, eliminating his pain and replacing him with a peaceful drowsiness. He stumbled as Naruto experienced the same, and they slowly slid down the wall, still holding one another tightly. Sasuke felt something once again trickling down his leg, but every touch stung and burned, so he didn't pay it any mind.
Naruto was crying again; as close as they were, Sasuke could feel the tears mingling with his own on their faces.
Something stirred in his mind.
"You said... you love me...?"
Naruto enfolded himself further into Sasuke's arms, still shaking with silent tears.
"I don't know..." he said, and he laughed weakly; the most beautiful sound in the world to Sasuke. "Maybe I do."
"Do you want to move?" Sasuke asked him, and he felt Naruto shake his head.
"Can we just stay?" he asked, pressing himself closer to Sasuke, and the raven-haired boy embraced him tightly. He was indeed warm and comfortable, and standing was last on his wish list. He felt his eyes drooping as he succumbed to the sleepiness that overcame his body.
"Naruto..." he mumbled, but the blonde had already drifted off, his soft spikes of hair tickling Sasuke's chest. He faded out of consciousness.
Sasuke dimly awoke to a furious knocking, and it took him all of three seconds to realize what was happening.
Itachi was pounding on the door. Naruto was already re-dressed and now scrambling to pull Sasuke's clothes back on properly without making a sound. And they were moments from being caught.
"Sasuke," Naruto whispered almost inaudibly; if Sasuke hadn't been centimeters from him, he was sure he wouldn't have heard.
"Naruto... is that...?"
Naruto seized Sasuke hastily, bringing their lips together in a deep and chaste kiss, and then pushed him back toward the bed. Sasuke glanced in fear at the door as Itachi started shouting, the doorknob rattling furiously.
"Dammit, Naruto, get your ass out here! I could hear you, do you know that? You scream louder than anyone I've ever heard! And Sasuke, I know you're in there! I told you you'd pay for touching him!"
And in what could only be called acceptance of fate, Naruto unlocked the door.
Itachi burst in at once, took one look at Naruto's rumpled appearance in the light now flooding in, and cast his eyes briefly at the brother that was hiding poorly. All in one instant, he had Naruto in an armlock and was dragging him down the hall.
"You love him, do you?" Itachi snarled as Sasuke burst out the door into the hallway. "I'll show you who you're going to love."
"Itachi-san-" Naruto said pleadingly.
"Finally... you're going to serve some purpose..."
And her shoved Naruto unceremoniously against the wall, straight in Sasuke's line of vision, and bore down on him with rough lips and hands.
"This", he said, with a smirk of malice. "Is why you were brought here."
T.B.C...