Chapter Four
Sasuke woke first, listening to the gentle snoring of his would be lover. He thought back to the night before and the way Naruto had responded to his caresses. Sasuke knows Naruto wants, or he wouldn't have responded as well as he did to his touch. The little twit was denying it to himself. He had to think of away to make him see things his way. Thinking about the night before he also thought about the heated argument right before they went to bed and couldn't help the snicker that escaped from his throat.
Flashback
"Bastard, I am not sleeping in the same bed as you. Hang it up." The enraged Naruto told the smirking raven.
"You know Naruto, you kind of sound like a girl." Sasuke said teasingly. "It's not like I'm going to rape you or anything, not that it would be rape."
Huffingly, "For your information, I would never respond to you, ever. AND I AM NOT ACTING LIKE A GIRL!"
"Oh really, then it must be a coward, and you dobe...have short term memory loss. What do you call what happened on the wall? The way you thrust your tight little hips against mine. The way you moaned my name in ecstasy,"Sa...Sas...SASUKE!" You're right, sounds like rape to me." The raven glibly replied. Inwardly chuckling at the range of emotions that crossed Naruto's face, covering from anger at being called a coward, to embarrassament at the mention of what had transpired earlier, and back to anger.
"BASTARD!"
"Naruto, you protest to much. Scaredy Cat!" Sasuke knew exactly which buttons to push with the blonde, and predictably Naruto responded.
"Fine I'll show you. I'm no coward. I'll sleep by you to show that I am not afraid of a ice cold prissy ass bastard!" Challenged the blonde.
"My, my what language we have. I accept your poorly and hastily made challenge." Snickering, the raven got exactly what he wanted. A hot semi undressed blonde in his bed. Anything could happen.
End of Flashback.
Sasuke watched as the blonde rolled closer. He noticed the breathing pattern had changed. Instead of deep and slow inhales and exhales, the pace had increased, exponentially. Naruto's face had become flushed like he was racing or doing some kind of extrenuous activity. Sasuke, who had an overactive imagination, could only speculate as to what, but he had a pretty good idea, especially when the blonde started to grind his hips against Sasuke's thigh. Needless to say, the raven was turned on, but he felt that Naruto was probably having a wet dream about a woman. Probably that pink haired receptionist, what's her name? Sakura Haruno. He had to remeber to fire her. Naruto was constantly flirting with her, while she was busy flirting with Sasuke. God he couldn't stand her. Not that she wasn't a nice person, but still, she was annoying and rather clingy.
Naruto diverted his attention from his thoughts when he made a particularly loud moan. Sasuke jealous of Naruto's dream and the recipient of his attention, continued to watch in fascination.
Naruto whispered a name, and Sasuke leaned in closer, not believing what he had heard. Naruto repeated it again. This time Sasuke smirked, his jealousy let go.
"Sa...sa...Sasuke...don't...stop...harder!"
Sasuke reached his hand down to where it rested lightly on the erection that had formed in Naruto's boxers. Oh how he was hard. He pressed his hand into the erection, feeling it pulsate under his hand, throbbing with the need to release. Deciding then and there to make Naruto cum, he slipped his hand into the blonde's boxers and began to pump. Starting from the weeping slit at the top of the head and stroking down hard to the base and squeezing Naruto's sack with the other hand. He could feel Naruto accerlerating his thrusts into his hands, hearing him scream his name as he reached completion.
Instead of waking up, as some normally sane people would have done. The blonde drifted back into sleep, much to the raven's disappointment. He had wanted Naruto to know who had caused him such pleasure. But it just seemed that his luck with blonde hadn't reached fruitation yet.
While another man, was experiencing the same bad luck as well, except in his case with a brown haired man.
"No. That is indecent. I don't even know you, why would I play strip poker?" Iruka blared at the man sitting across from him.
"It would be a fun way to get to know each other." Suggested Kakashi to the other.
"Hmm...Now why don't I believe that?" The brunette had a slight dusting of pink scattered across his cheeks, at what the other had been suggesting. From strip poker to him even reading porn for the other (that still was freaking him out just a little).
Pouting Kakashi stared at the brunette. He wasn't up to any of his ideas. And he wouldn't even look at him for six hours after the kissing incident, which he had gotten the brunette to respond to, even if he denied it. He had just gotten him to look at him again, albeit in anger, but still, at least he was looking at him.
"Oh fine, waddaya wanna do?" The sighing businessman asked the bedridden one.
"How about Canasta?" The happily smiling Iruka suggested.
"Fine..." It's going to a long courtship for this one, his little dolphin.
"So dobe...sleep well?"The all knowing smirk seemed to mock Naruto as he joined Sasuke in the lobby for breakfast.
"Yeah, what about it?" Naruto fervently prayed Sasuke knew nothing about his dream, if he did he was pretty sure he would die from mortification.
"Oh nothing, except for the way you were calling my name. Don't worry dobe, I'll give you chances to scream my name as loud as you wish."
Damn, damn, double damn. He knew, the smug bastard knew. Well Naruto wasn't going to give the raven the satisfaction of responding to his taunts, he just calmly sipped his coffee, while he was conveniently coming up with ways to committ suicide.
Sasuke decided to take pity on the blonde,"The meeting for today has been cancelled, due to a member falling sick. That leaves us a free day. What do you want to do...together?"
"Um...I've never seen the sights of Rome, can we go sightseeing...please?" Naruto asked.
Sasuke rather liked the way Naruto asked (soon he'll have him begging) him. So somewhat smiling he gave the blonde dobe his answer. "Of course. Go prepare and I'll have the limousine ready."
Naruto whooped up in joy, forgetting in his eargerness that he was supposed to be an adult and that adults didn't act like pubescent hyperactive idiots.
Sasuke just sighed at the blonde and the scene he was making. "Oh before we leave, you owe me something."
The blonde stopped his antics. "What do I owe you?" His forehead wrinkled in consternation.
"A kiss. For not saying Good Morning Sasuke, as is the polite thing to say to your lover."
"What?? Fine...I'll kiss you when we go to our room."
"No..."
"...?"
"Now."
Gulping Naruto almost thought Sasuke was joking, but looking upon the patiently waiting face of the raven, he noticed he wasn't. Leaning across the table, he gave him a soft peck on his lips. This seemed to cause the raven extreme irritation. Before Naruto could even back away, the raven grabbed him by his head, and pressed their lips together hungrily, possessing Naruto's mouth completely. Satisfied with the dazed look on Naruto's face, he pulled away.
"You should probably call Iruka first, before we leave."
Naruto nodded his head, and then felt guilty. He hadn't even thought of Iruka all day. How horrible of him.
Two hours later, they were seated at a restaurant, Naruto going on animatedly by the museums and sights they had seen so far. Sasuke was bemused by how much the blonde could actually talked, but he found it rather cute. Not noticing the press until too late, he heard an obnoxious voice call attention away from the blonde, and had interrupted his encahnting blonde say, "Mr.Uchiha, it is a surprise to see you in Rome. Aren't you supposed to be making billions right now?"
Sasuke just glared over at the annoying blonde from a tabloid magazine, who haunted him almost daily. Ino Yamanke, the most irritating of all tabloid reporters. Her gaze finally fell on the companion of the silent raven. Her eyes widen. She smirked evilly.
"Oh this is why you aren't in a officed cooped up somewhere working. What a hottie. Go Sasuke, what's his name?"
Naruto shyly scooted closer to Sasuke and hid slightly behind him, noticing the cameras that had taken a slightly more than needed interest in his person. Sasuke grabbed Naruto and pressed his face into his chest lightly, shielding him from the she wolf, or as he liked to call her...she pig.
"None of your business. Now leave me alone."
"Awww...don't you want to talk about your lover? Or are you ashamed?"
"It's none of your business either way, so quit bothering me and go find someone else to annoy."
"Oh well...see you sometime around Sasuke and his sexy little lover. Boy, I can definetly see why you aren't straight. I'd keep a close eye on him. Look at how many men are watching him, like he was some kinda steak or something." With that parting shot she left.
No sooner had she left, then a man came to the table. He had long brown hair, and pale, pale violet eyes. His skin was alabaster and he wore a sharp business suit.
"Excuse me." He tapped lightly on Naruto's shoulder, "But my name is Neji Hyuga."
"Hi, I'm Naruto Uzimaki." The blonde responded smiling, "What can I do for you Mr. Hyuga?"
"Oh, you can just call me Neji." The pale man told Naruto graciously. "But I was wondering, do you have a boyfriend?"
"He's taken and he's mine." Sasuke snarled at the other brunette. "Why don't you be a good boy and walk the other way." He answered before the stunned blonde had a chance.
"Is this true?" Neji, asked hoping against all hopes that it wasn't. He had observed them from afar, for about ten minutes, and thought they were more friends, but from the way the blonde was blushing prettily and the possessive hold the other hand on him, he could have been wrong. Oh well, he would have been a good fuck for sure.
"Umm...yes." Came Naruto's shy response, much to the joy to Ssauke, who smirked.
"Well, when you get tired of him, call me." The brunette turned and left but not before giving Naruto his business card.
Sasuke glared daggers at the retreating back. Dobe was his, no one elses. He wouldn't allow anyone else to possess that sweet tight little virgin ass. It was all his.