Since you readers are way too amazing I decided to write a second chapter, from Sasuke's point of view. I'm just a little nervous what you'll think of it. He turned out to be a bit pervy and sexually frustrated haha. I guess I was inspired by the younger Sasuke, and a tiny bit of Road to Ninja I guess:p Even so, I can't help but think that Naruto is the kind of person that appears to not have a lot of serious stuff going on in his head while in reality he does, which we get to see in the manga, and Sasuke appears all stoic and unemotional but I think he's actually got loads of feelings bubbling underneath the surface. Just think of the fact that Uchihas love so much they go crazy if they lose it.
Anyway, here it is and I hope you enjoy it! More smut ahead;)
Sasuke and Naruto
Somehow, our names always seem to be associated with each other – I made sure of that. It used to amaze me how Naruto can be so dense, would I have to shout it right in his face for him to get it? I guess, in the end, that is exactly what I had to do. Lucky for me his subconscious seemed to understand long before he did himself.
Unluckily, it still took until that night in August for things to finally go my way. Now though I have my man right where I want him, and I try to suppress the smug smirk as I watch him walk towards me on the platform, his eyes sweeping back and forth until they catch sight of me and he grins and speeds up.
Sure, we haven't met since then, but currently he's visiting me over a weekend to celebrate his birthday a few days late. He looks a little lost as he reaches me, scratching his neck but grin still in place, eyes widening in momentary surprise when I pull him in for a kiss. I guess he still has some things to get used to, and as usual I'm five steps ahead in my mind. Going slow is not what I have in mind though.
"Let's go" I tell him, and he follows me through the throngs of people, instantly starting to babble about the train ride and how his mom fussed over him in the morning.
I let his mouth run uninterrupted as I guide him along the streets to my place, comfortable with the break in my otherwise everyday silence. Despite calling him a stupid loudmouth on many occasions I enjoy his voice. It's bright and cheerful when he's talking like this, and strong and vibrating when we're fighting. Lately though, I have to admit that my favorite is when he's really sleepy and still insists on talking to me over the phone or on Skype, because whatever trivial thing that has happened to him absolutely must be conveyed to me.
I find it endearing.
More than anything, I want confirmation of being the most important to him, so important that he listens if I call him in the middle of the night just to tell him I can't sleep, so important that he calls my bullshit with a smile.
He's so caught up in his story of the kid hiding underneath his coat while playing hide-and-seek with his not as amused father that I have to grab his arm and pull him back so he doesn't get himself run over at a crosswalk. I'll have to keep an eye on him. It's not as if he's never been out of the village, but he sure isn't used to a lot of traffic.
"Bastard I was going to stop without your help!"
I just roll my eyes, keeping my hold on his arm. I was hardly ever able to touch him before, and I'm going to use our new status as boyfriends shamelessly to my advantage. I feel a stirring in my lower regions, thinking of how much touching we'll be able to do once we reach my apartment. Without noticing I start walking faster, Naruto complaining about my hurry. I suppose he's unable to read my mind, and see the fantasies playing in there.
It's with relief that we reach my building, and I notice him scrutinizing it as we enter.
"Doesn't look too bad" he comments, and I snort.
"What did you expect?" I ask, dragging him into the elevator and pushing the button for the fifth floor.
"Che, who knows, I heard it's difficult to find a place to live, you could have lived in a box for all I know" he says off-handedly, as always trying to be funny.
"You've seen my room while on Skype moron" I shoot back, satisfied with the defeated grunt he produces.
"It could have been special effects" he continues, never having been the type to realize when a battle is lost.
"Right, because I can afford special effects but not a student apartment" I snort as I turn the key in the lock, opening the door to let him in first.
He thinks for a moment, chucking off his shoes in the small hallway and then crossing his arms with a pout.
"It's only natural to be suspicious when no one's been allowed to visit you" he accuses, pointing a finger at me. "Maybe you never got into Uni and now you're just hiding from everyone!"
"In a box" I state disbelievingly with a raised eyebrow, amused against my better judgment.
"Umm, well…" he starts, flailing his arm in frustration, and that's the point I decide I've had enough of this conversation.
I ignore his 'What're you doing?' and sneak my arms around his waist, burying my nose in his neck and inhaling deeply. There's only his own distinctive smell, and it does wonders for my body. I can feel the tenseness in my neck relax, that tiny worry that things wouldn't be as perfect here as they were at home when I left disappearing.
He hesitates for a moment before returning the hug, and I wish I could purr like a cat. He's wearing one of his trademark soft baggy orange sweaters and I can't wait to steal it in the morning and walk around in it.
I may or may not have daydreamed about this happening before.
I raise my head to catch his lips, and I'm sure he can feel the sparks between us too. Deepening the kiss I start to walk him backwards, swerving to avoid his bag. He lets out a muffled sound, perhaps in surprise, but he doesn't break the kiss and for that I'm very thankful. I'm not sure I could refrain from tying him up and having my way with him right now if he starts protesting, and I'd rather not dwell on such sadistic streaks of my personality. I guide him onto the bed, and kneeling above him I appreciate how my newly bought dark blue satin sheets match him perfectly.
"What's with that creepy smirk?" he asks me, suspicion in his eyes as if I was about to live out all my perverted fantasies on his body.
Not that he knows about those.
"Nothing" I tell him, pushing up his sweater and shirt with a hand to caress his smooth stomach. It should be illegal for him to have sexier abs than me.
"You know, Sasuke," he starts, arching his body slightly as I pinch a nipple, pink spreading over his cheeks, "sometimes I have this feeling that you're thinking a lot of things, and if I knew what they were I'd run away screaming."
As if you'll be able to run once I'm done with you.
"I don't know what you're talking about" I mumble, leaning down to brush my mouth over the skin right underneath his ear, feeling a responding shiver through my body when one of his hands grab the side of my knitted thin sweater.
"Bastard" he grits out as I gently bite down on the skin, his taste too good to resist.
The exhilaration I'm feeling at having him here, in my bed, his body against mine, it's too much and not enough. I want to touch him and I want him to touch me too. I want to roll around in bed and fight for dominance, just like we'd fight over the last chewing gum in my pack, with the exception that Chouji wouldn't appear and steal it.
I move to kiss him, my fingers threading through his hair as I sink down even further so that he now supports my full weight. He doesn't voice any protest, instead wrapping his arms around me and pulling me closer as I nibble on his lower lip. This is worth all those almosts, worth the previous year of no contact whatsoever – and that year hurt. His body is warm and firm and I have one leg in-between his and one to the side, everything connected and it's obvious we're both starting to get hard. I lick his tongue and he responds, but other than that he doesn't do much and I'm feeling a little annoyed. At least back in the forest he took charge for a while.
"You could do something you know, instead of just lying there like a dead fish" I murmur against his lips, and he splutters in embarrassment.
"What the hell Sasuke, you think I do this often or something?!" he hisses at me, the red on his cheeks spreading down to his neck.
"Still, you could at least touch my ass or turn us over or something."
"Do you have to talk about it like that?" he whines with a pained look, and I frown as I try to figure out what he means.
"I thought you liked talking" I say, leaning on my elbows now and looking down at him.
"Yeah ok, but I don't usually talk with you on top of me grinding and, and…" he trails off, looking defiantly to the side.
I can't help the slightly evil smirk forming. Next to kissing, teasing him is my favorite thing to do.
"Don't tell me you're nervous dead last" I taunt, and that last part does its job of making him turn his head back to scowl at me angrily.
"You wish!" he shouts and pushes me off himself, turning us over and climbing onto me, taking a bruising hold of my wrists and placing them above my head.
It makes my heart pound and my chest squeeze, especially when those blue eyes darken with the challenge he's sending me. I hold my breath as he lets go with one hand, the other holding both my arms in place, and oh so slowly he unbuttons my jeans and for once, he's the one making my eyes widen in surprise. I swallow hard when the button pops and he moves on to the zipper, pulling it down and I swear I harden fully in the space of the seconds it takes for him to do it.
"You think I don't want to do things to you?" he asks, his voice all husky and deep and it instantly replaces sleepy on my favorites list. "You think I haven't imagined what I'd do once I got you alone?"
I could come just from his voice. I could close my eyes and he could talk dirty to me and I'd come in my pants in no time. My eyes cloud over and my lips part to take in some much needed air.
"So why aren't you doing those things?" I ask him, but it comes out more as a breathless demand because his hand is so close to my need and his mouth is so close to mine but it's not close enough.
He bites his lip, still hesitating, as if I was going to sit up and tell him it was all a joke and I wouldn't shiver in happiness from having him loving me. I break his hold on my wrists and grab his head to smash our lips together, pouring my desire into it. If he could just read my thoughts things would be so much easier.
"Take off your clothes" I growl and he swallows, blinking a few times before processing my words and quickly sitting up to rid himself of his shirts.
I copy him and hurriedly pull mine off too, throwing them to the side and turning my focus to his naked chest. So many times I've seen it, and not being able to touch it was torment every damn time. I sit up and drag my hands from his collarbones down to the hem of his jeans, my fingertips following it out to his hipbones. I run my eyes over the muscle, hard underneath soft skin, not as tan as during summer but a significantly darker shade than my own. Moving my hands up again I brush over his nipples, rubbing them lightly with my thumbs and watching in fascination as they harden underneath my touch.
One of Naruto's hands reaches up to brush some of my hair behind my ear, and when I lift my gaze to meet his he leans in for a kiss that starts off chaste but turns into a heated one. I put my arms around his neck and bring him with me as I fall back onto the mattress. It's strange, how different it is to feel his naked chest against mine compared to arms or hands doing the touching. Perhaps it's because I'm not used to that kind of contact, but it puts me in a fevered state and I bend my knees up so he falls between them, pressing into me.
His skin glides against mine and it's so warm, I'm sweating, and I run my hands over his body as far as I can reach. He leans on one arm and touches me with his free hand, my arm, side and chest, and when I jerk my hips up into his he starts grinding and it's pleasure above pleasure. I breathe heavily, first with my head tilted back, then against his neck as I grip his hair and move to the side to suck on his pulse.
"Hah, shit" he gasps, fingers curling around the back of my thigh.
Half-naked must be half as good as completely naked I reason and tug at the back of his pants, thinking I've been patient enough the past years to get some real action today. I need to tug harder a few times before he gets the hint and he rolls over to sit beside me and starts fighting with his jeans. I do the same, making quick work of both them as well as briefs and socks. When I turn my focus back to Naruto I find him kicking the pants off his feet, clad now in neat white and blue striped boxers. I stare at them, because they're not what I expected him to wear at all. Hell, I've seen most of his boxers up until the end of high school in the locker room and these aren't anything like them.
"My mom forced me to wear them okay, so keep your snarky comments to yourself" he mutters, pulling off his socks and avoiding my eyes.
I don't know if I want to tease him for his mother still butting into his business at this age, or feel a little embarrassed that she's guessed what would happen once Naruto got here and thus provided him with less unsexy boxers. I'm one hundred percent sure he still keeps the green ones with ramen somewhere that I bought for him when we were thirteen.
"I'll keep them to myself if you take them off" I answer, and I feel a rush through my body at the thought of seeing Naruto fully naked.
He glances at me, face burning when he realizes I'm only in my birthday suit, muttering something inaudible to himself. Guessing that he's going to take ages if I leave it up to him I inch closer, grabbing the side of the fabric closest to me and pulling it down before he has a chance to object. He squeaks, but I don't even bother to roll my eyes at him and instead push him down so I can remove them completely.
The sight that meets me is a wet dream come true, but I hardly have time to lick my lips before he kicks me right in the chest so I fall backwards.
"What the fuck!" I complain and sit up again, glaring at him.
"What kind of perverted molester are you?!" he shouts, legs crossed to hide himself since I'm still holding on to his boxers.
Letting go of the striped material I sigh inwardly, closing my eyes and counting to ten.
"Naruto, we're having sex, do you think people have sex with their clothes on?" I ask, trying not to sound like I think he's an idiot, but he really messed up something that was going perfectly in my opinion.
"Who says we're having sex."
"I say we're having sex!"
"Well you could at least warn me before going all nude and crazy!"
"Since when am I– dammit Naruto what did you think I meant when I told you to take your clothes off?!"
Naruto doesn't answer that, but I can see that he's pouting even though his face is turned away from me. I can't stop myself from eye-raping him a little, and his ass and hips look so hot I almost forget we're having an argument. I frown when I remember, a little annoyed that things aren't going just as planned. If they were, we'd be doing x and xx and a little more of x and then we'd clean up and cuddle and maybe take a shower together.
"What's this about?" I sigh, moving a little closer and putting a hand on his shoulder, because I really really want to keep touching him. "I can't read your mind."
"Well, you should" he mumbles, and I don't like that his voice has lost its previous arousal.
I take a hold of his chin and turn it towards me, but he fights it and refuses to look at me. Suddenly, I'm worried. Did I go too far? Have I been misreading his signals? But things were fine up until the point of boxers. I let his chin go and use the back of my hand to caress his cheek, not sure what to say or do at all.
"It's not that I don't want it" Naruto suddenly says, and I still my hand to focus all my attention on listening. "But I'm not the cool guy with a fan club, I can't just spread my legs like a porn star with the lights on…"
I almost want to laugh at his words. Not because I think they're silly, but because I don't see what he has to worry about. He's had me drooling for years, he could have the smallest dick ever and I'd still worship it. That thought makes something click in my mind.
"Is this about Sai calling you dickless all the time?" I ask, careful not to pose the question in a teasing manner.
"I wouldn't expect you to get it" he mutters, tightening his arms around his thighs.
He's right, I've always known I'm hot, having it confirmed at least once a week. That doesn't mean I can't try to understand. Or at least tell him he has nothing to worry about.
"I saw your dick moron, it made me want to blow you. There's nothing to hide."
Okay, maybe not the smoothest comment, but I was never good at this comforting thing.
Naruto turns a dark shade of red again, and he stares at me with an almost shocked expression.
"I really don't know what to say to that" he says, and I smirk, happy he's at least looking at me now.
"You show me yours I'll show you mine?" I tease, putting my hand on his knee and sliding it down the inside of his thigh.
He gives me a look but doesn't try to stop me, and feeling my confidence return I keep lowering it, pressing kisses to his cheek and jaw, hoping it's both soothing and arousing. When I reach my goal I have a little pep talk in my head before wrapping my fingers decisively around him, stroking him and almost moaning at the fact that I can finally do this. I had no idea Naruto had insecurities like these, I've always thought of him as loud and confident with a small problem keeping his patience. He is a little smaller than me, but I hardly care about that. I'm no porn star either. Knowing this now, and knowing he's trusting me to know, it brings out the part in me that wants to steal his sweater. I guess that's the part that tells me this is love and not just attraction.
Slowly I push his knees down with my free hand and manage to lower us down, me on top again. I kiss him and put both my hands beside his head, letting our lengths do the touching instead. It's amazing. All we do is grind but I find it difficult to think clearly, so I just allow myself to sink into the pleasure and go on instinct. Our moans muffle in the other's mouth, and his hands come up to hold onto my upper arms. I have no idea how long we're moving against each other but I doubt it's long before the feeling gets to us and we release, his fingers most likely bruising my arms. All I know as I come down from my high is that we're doing this again, preferably soon.
I flop down beside Naruto, lying on my back to catch my breath. He sits up to grab the covers and pull them over us waist-high, turning around to lie on his stomach.
"You'll ruin the sheets" I tell him, not sounding annoyed at all because I'm still enjoying the aftermath of my orgasm.
"Knowing you, this isn't the last time we're doing this so why care?" he mumbles into my pillow that he's dragged down to hug.
"Are you mad?" I ask quietly, hoping he won't be.
"No" he says, and I relax a little again.
"You didn't have any problems last time."
"Last time Sasuke," he starts, turning his head to give me an exasperated look, "we were caught up in the moment and not really thinking. Plus, it was dark and we were wearing clothes."
"But you're really hot naked" I complain. I'm already starting to feel abstinence at not seeing his lower body.
He snorts, which isn't the reaction I was going for. I was thinking he'd be happy for the compliment and pull the covers down.
Wishful thinking I guess.
"I'm telling the truth" I add, rolling over to my side to see him better. "You don't even know what you've been doing to me, or how many boners you've given me."
He buries his face in the pillow, and I'm jealous of it.
"You're so embarrassing" he mumbles, his voice muffled by the fabric.
I turn fully onto my stomach as well, throwing an arm over his back and pressing my mouth to his shoulder. If I'm embarrassing, then it's all his fault. I stay silent though, moving my body underneath the duvet so that our legs are also touching, and we just lie there for a few minutes soaking in each other's heat and ignoring the uncomfortable stickiness drying up.
"I applied to a few courses here next semester" he breaks the silence with, and I raise my head to look at him hoping I heard him correctly. "If I can get a job here it's fine, I'm just not sure about where to live."
"That's easy" I say, feeling excited again, "Just live here."
He gives me a meaningful look.
"I don't think the neighbors would appreciate it."
"They have sex all the time" I brush him off, which is not entirely true but true enough.
"I was thinking of the fighting stupid!" he yells and tries to hit me, but fails since I'm at a difficult angle for him.
"And you think that if we live separately we'll never stay over? You're the stupid one."
"No I'm not" he mutters, mouth buried in the pillow again.
I move a little closer, and he twitches when he feels a certain part of me against his thigh as I put a leg over his and practically hug him from behind.
I'm not worried anymore. In fact, my mind already starts plotting Naruto's inevitable moving in with me. It's a lot safer to have him here anyway, I have a feeling my fan club moves on to him whenever I'm gone despite him fervently denying it. I wouldn't want some busty girl to accidentally touch what's mine. And it better be an accident on her part.
"I'm gonna sleep" Naruto mumbles, and I press a kiss to his skin as my answer, rubbing my cheek affectionately against his shoulder blade.
We'll have time to explore each other further later. I quirk my lips in a secret smile, happy that Naruto's here, happy that our families don't mind, and happy that he's so perfect and only mine. I can't wait to write our names next to each other on the front door and mail box, and I'm sure he'll fight me for which name should be written first. I'll win easily of course, but that's one fight I'm looking forward to. From now on, I'll try to make sure our names are always next to one another, always mentioned in a context. That's how I want us to be.
Sasuke and Naruto
I hope you liked it, I had lots of fun writing it haha. And it felt nice to write something a little more realistic for a change:p Now I have to eat breakfast and get ready, we're going trekking today as well! Lots of love!