Obsession
Summary: "The shadows surrounding him felt alive with the soft, rumbling purr of his name. His head snapped from one corner to another, desperately searching for the source of the sweeping velvet voice. The air was alive with chakra, tingling his senses and obscuring the source." "This may not be love, but, even I can see, I am as owned by you as you are me." [SasuNaru] (Dominant Sasuke); rated M for lemons and language. Warnings: Yaoi, Dubious Consent.
Author's Notes:
So I went way overboard writing this, and now it's 3x my normal word amount for chapters. Then again…The first three chapters could easily be made into one…hmmm, maybe I'll start writing longer chapters rather than dividing them up?
Anyway, I hope you all enjoy! It's more talking than sex, but the next chapter should make up for that ;D
Confession
"Ah! Sasuke!" He screamed, too lost to care if anyone overheard the name coming from his lips. "Fuck! I need—I'm going to—harder!"
Blond locks kissed his sweat slickened face, covering his clenched eyes as his head fell forward. His elbows caved next, as his body slowly lost its will to keep up with their insatiable sex drive. His hips were supported more by the strong hands guiding each thrust than the knees underneath them.
"You know how to ask."
Sasuke's movements had slowed as he gathered his composure to respond, and now he further lessened the intensity to push the writhing blonde to adhere to his demands. His own body begged him to give in to the whines and wishes of the beautifully submissive man below him, but the pleasure of hearing the intended words always far surprised the immediate gratification of giving in to his primal urges.
"Sasuke, please." Naruto begged, losing himself to his desire for more. "Please fuck me harder? Please, I'm so close!"
"Naruto." His name had come out as a snarl, and he could hardly hear it over his own noises of pleasure and pain as Sasuke gave in to his wishes. A pail hand gripped damp, blond hair, shoving down as it gripped. That act of dominance was the final straw.
Naruto screamed Sasuke's name into the bedsheets as he came, Sasuke's cry of release sounding only moments after. Both men slumped into the bed in exhaustion, uncaring to the fact that they were still connected. Sasuke's arms wrapped around Naruto's chest as the blonde rolled them to their sides.
Naruto sighed happily as Sasuke's face found the crook of his neck for bites and kisses. He knew now not to ever point out these moments of intimacy to Sasuke, who viewed them as too weak and too close. No matter how brief, Naruto relished the time before Sasuke's walls returned far too much to cause them to rise early.
He pressed his back further into the man engulfing his senses, rolling his hips to find comfort and gripping dark locks of hair to pull him in for an awkwardly angled kiss on the lips.
"Mnn, don't do that Naruto." He hummed without conviction.
"Do whah Sasuke?" Naruto's slurred response further branded his drunk-happy mood.
A firm hand moved to his hip bone, gripping in an attempt to halt its movement against him. Naruto rotated to flash a pout at the man responsible.
"Stop turning me on again."
Sharingan swirled threateningly, but Naruto had still yet to perceive it as necessary to avoid looking at them. This time, he even went as far as hypnotizing himself with their swirl.
"I'm leaving now."
Sasuke no sooner asserted this before he was already at his clothes putting them on. Naruto rolled over to watch, grasping at the thoughts in the fog of his mind for anything that could help relieve the building emptiness in his chest.
'No, Sasuke has been the only one to ever be able to do that.' The tortured teen curled in on himself at the thought, almost losing himself to memories before realizing that if Sasuke just stayed, then the hole would be filled again.
Naruto gazed at the dark man silently from his curled position on the bed. A sad, longing look seeped through his normally care-free features, and he pulled his knees a little tighter to him in preparation to speak.
"Sasuke, why don't you ever stay?" The hurt was clear in his voice, but Sasuke continued dressing as if an irrelevant question had just been asked.
"Hn." He replied in tone, but otherwise only acknowledged that a question was asked of him. The tone was too hard for Naruto to read; which only added frustration to his uncertainty.
"I'm serious you jack ass! I want a serious answer!" Whatever sad state that had consumed the blonde moments before, was lost to his anger. He sat upright, challenging his fleeing friend to meet his gaze.
"We've already talked about this." Sasuke responded dispassionately, meeting Naruto's gaze as he finished dressing, simply to further share with his eyes how unimportant he felt the conversation was.
"No, I just mean the night." A pained sadness once again returned to his features, reigning in some of the anger so that his demeanor now resembled a steady simmer of emotions.
Both men paused for a moment, simply assessing each other. Seeming to find what he needed, Sasuke sighed, and then resigned himself to answering the question. Well, kind of.
"Mother gets snippy when I'm out past curfew." Sasuke responded in his off brand of sarcastic, ironic humor. "Father pretends not to care—he knows I would leave simply because it was no longer a choice to stay. However, it's still not wise to get on his bad side."
"You're an asshole." Naruto muttered to his lap. His shoulders had slumped in on the weight of the apparent dismissal, and, even though he was still sitting, he looked once again curled in on himself.
Sasuke's eyes softened when he realized Naruto had missed who he was referencing, thus missing that he had actually answered him.
"And you're an idiot." It was breathed as an afterthought, the tone almost comforting despite the insult in the words. Naruto looked up pleadingly in response to the slight show of emotion. His body naturally uncurled itself as hope too filled his eyes.
"I have things to do." Sasuke responded curtly, looking away to lessen the impact that gaze had on his control.
"Like, fucking me all day tomorrow?" Naruto's tone was cheerful, and it somehow contained both an innocent and a sexual ring to it. Eyebrows waggled in his usual jokingly-serious show of persuasion.
"Like training." His tone was harsh; a trigger had clearly been hit, but Naruto could only search his brain helplessly as he tried to figure out what about his words could have possibly set the teen off. "So that I can kill my brother, and restore my clan's honor."
'Ah, that trigger.' A hard silence followed the angry, determined words. Both men were tense in the wake of the passionate emotions Naruto hadn't meant to unleash.
"Right." Naruto couldn't think of anything else to say that wouldn't further enrage the driven man before him. Flopping backwards onto the bed, he thought about how to salvage the situation, but quickly gave up on the fruitless endeavor. The memory of Sasuke's joke—about being made to stay—resurfaced in his mind, and he instead contemplated the truth of the statement.
'Fine, if you want to leave, just leave!' He was yelling in his mind, but, even though Sasuke couldn't hear him, it still made him feel a fraction better. 'Just, please, come back again...'
Emptiness once again filled the space anger just had. With a sigh, he rolled so that his back faced the Uchiha; as usual, he did not want to have to see him go. A silence followed the action where he knew that he was being watched carefully.
"What." Sasuke asked in a demanding tone, purposefully lacing it with annoyance to convey his thoughts on Naruto's childish behavior. His response was tan shoulders tensing in the ongoing silence.
'Why doesn't he just leave already? Why is he making such a show out of it this time?' Naruto thought this bitterly to himself. He much preferred when the emptiness that always followed his lover's departures made a clean cut. This time he could practically count each jagged edges made by Sasuke's wavering distance.
"What is it already?" Sasuke asked again with anger, after a few short moments of waiting.
"Nothing." The response was delivered as dead as the word itself. A cold shiver rand down Sasuke's spine—Naruto had never been like this before.
"You've never been one to hold back your feelings." He paused, but there was still no response, so he changed his tactics. "Thinking so hard doesn't suit you."
"What is that supposed to mean?" The response wasn't the usual Naruto-level of defensive energy, but it wasn't flat. Progress was progress.
"You look like a constipated dumb-ass." Sasuke continued, smirking at the twitch his words elicited from the blonde. "Your usual idiotic grin is much more attractive." Naruto stilled hauntingly, processing what had just been said, before slowly turning back toward his friend.
"I know I should be upset at the insult, but I think you just complimented my smile." His tone grew progressivity more cheerful. His final words were even accompanied by a hand thrown up to scratch his hair, and his trademark grin.
"Shut up."
Sasuke was happy that his efforts were effective, but he couldn't let Naruto know. He has an image to uphold after all. The blonde would never let him hear the end of it if he knew he was actually being nice.
"But I thought you wanted me to tell you what I was thinking!" Naruto yelled, now with his usual enthusiasm.
"Not if it's as annoying as the rest of the thoughts you've shared so far." Sasuke's tone was joking as well, and he couldn't help but smirk at their banter, especially his obvious upper hand.
"Yeah, it probably is."
Sasuke's smirk soon faded back into a frown, as his friend once again visibly wilted. Naruto was back to looking like Sasuke had punted his puppy out the window, and now he was at a complete loss for how to proceed.
"Naruto…" He asked hesitantly, but in his own way. To anyone who didn't know an Uchiha, it would just have sounded annoyed.
"I love you ok?" The words were rushed, but sincere.
"Duh," was Sasuke's relieved reply. "You were the only one in denial about that." He smirked, his teasing tone resuming their banter.
"Oh yeah! What about you then?!" Naruto declared this in his usual eccentric fashion, further placating his worried friend unconsciously.
"What about me idiot?" Oh how he loved insulting the blonde. "I called you out on it my first visit."
"You're one to talk! Aren't you in denial about loving me?" Naruto's voice gave slightly at the end, signaling that, although he'd said it jokingly, the answer was of utmost importance.
"Hn. No." Sasuke answered quickly, aiming to dispel any hope the man had before it got too dangerous. However, the opposite seemed to be happening.
"Then, you…" Naruto's eyes lit up in excitement. Sasuke quickly pieced together that the bright man must have somehow assumed he had rejection his part in being in denial, rather than the intended rejection of love.
"Don't love you." Sasuke finished coldly. He found himself growing uncomfortable, and so he did what he does best—closed himself off from emotions to make the 'right' decision. There was a pause where blue eyes directed their whirling emotions at the bed, before a serious expression overcame Naruto's tan features.
"Then, what is this? What are we even doing with each other?" He asked softly, meeting his gaze directly—challenging him.
"Sex." Sasuke replied simply, but a bit of his off brand of humor could be heard coloring the cold tone. It was accompanied by a subtle smirk.
"How can you stand there and tell me this isn't more than just sex!"
The sentence served as an accusation more than a question. Naruto was visibly furious, but, somehow, he managed to keep control enough to stay seated rather than physically assaulting the haughty teen before him.
"Hn."
This time, Sasuke's response was completely blank, only serving to acknowledge that words were spoken. Blond eyebrows lifted as his eyes rolled in vexation, before furrowing back into his brow as his frown deepened.
"You'd seriously risk your life sneaking out of your place and into mine, every single visit, over 'just sex.'" His indignation and incredulity were seeped into every word. "Aren't there plenty of other easier opportunities for you to fuck?"
"My life is not one of convenience." The tone of that sentence lacked the depth of the words.
Naruto's hands gripped into fists in response. Overwhelmed with the need to elicit a reaction from Sasuke, Naruto's mouth turned to autopilot, attack mode.
"So you want me, just to prove that you can have me or something! Is this a game for you to challenge yourself?"
Naruto's accusations did draw a reaction from the darker teen, but not the one he'd anticipated. Instead of a twitch of anger, or a smirk with a smug response, it looked like Sasuke had completely left this reality. However, in his rage, Naruto didn't even seem to notice. He continued ranting to the room, not caring if the Uchiha brat was listening or not.
"Itachi, why'd you do his?"
"To test the limit of my abilities."
"You're telling me that that was the reason you butchered every single member of our clan?"
"It was of great importance."
'I am not like him!'
Sasuke screamed at his memories, hoping to convince the unknown source supplying them to stop their tirade on his emotional stability. Naruto's words drifted back into focus as Sasuke regained touch with the present, but the words he heard only served to push him back into his mind.
"Well fine then! I'll challenge you right here and now!"
"Like me, you may be one of the few who can unlock the mangekyou sharingan, but there's a catch. Take the life of your best friend. You must kill him."
"No brother. Just because you say it, doesn't mean I'm going to listen."
"I will get my hands on that power. But not the way you want me to. I'm going to surpass you, and I will do it my way. I will."
'I will get power my own way!'
The impact of his anger was finally enough to drive away the memories. The outburst of energy also served to stop his blonde in whatever he'd been ranting. The room filled quickly with his dark aura.
In seconds Naruto found himself pinned face first into the bed. His right hand struggled to adjust so that he could breathe, and his left arm was held uncomfortably behind his back. Sasuke leaned forward lecherously to whisper into his captive's ear.
"You're right, what you do for me is WAY more than simply being the ass I get off in." Sasuke smirked at the blush his crude words had elicited. "You are the one person always getting in my way, always somehow surpassing me, but not here. When we're together like this, I own you."
'Sounds healthy.' Naruto thought sarcastically, rolling his eyes at the pillows.
"I do only what I choose to do. People don't use me, I use them! This sex is about our mental connection, but don't mistake connection for love. I hate you. I hate everything you stand for."
Sasuke once again reminded Naruto of the crazed enemies he'd faced. He was half expecting the clichéd evil laugh followed by a plan for world domination or power to come next. Naruto frowned, not quite sure how to say his thoughts without pushing the unstable man over the edge.
"Sasuke…" his voice faltered, but he son regained the confidence to challenge the other man's truth. "Sasuke! You're a slave to revenge—you think you're free, but you're trapped by your hate!"
"You may be right, but my hate gives me the power to defeat Itachi, and only then will I be free from my path of revenge."
"There's no room for love with so much hatred." Naruto added sadly.
"I don't need love! Love only brings pain! Bonds only serve as ties holding me back from my goals." His words were getting frantic, and he seemed to have forgotten that he was crushing Naruto under his weight.
"Fine, I don't agree with you, but I don't want to fight you right now. I'll drop it if you can tell me one thing." Naruto forced his voice out from under the physical pressure. Sasuke simply removed his weight as his communication to continue.
"Tell me what it is you feel towards me. Everything—not just the hate. I know you feel like you have to answer in a couple words at most to be cool, and that's ok, because I'm sure there's a word out there that describes everything that I am to you. And I want to hear it."
Naruto desperately hoped that his question would bring Sasuke back to a stable headspace, or at least back to being present and aware of things going on outside his mind—namely Naruto.
'Hate doesn't explain why he's here.' He thought confidently. 'Not now, like this, with me.'
"Hn."
"'Hn' is not a feeling!" Anger started to overtake his calm determination, but, luckily, Sasuke interrupted before the situation could escalate again.
"I know idiot, let me think." Naruto's plan seemed to be working—Sasuke had calmed considerably as he thought.
'What you're feeling may not be love, but, even I can tell that I am as owned by you as you are me.' Naruto frowned at his own thought, because it was undeniably true, and it seemed neither of them had the power to do anything about it.
"Obsession." Sasuke stated abruptly. "Obsession is what I feel towards you."
Naruto had no time to ponder the answer, because pale lips were on his, searing his thoughts in their passion. That kiss was like a knife to the chest, but one that he'd willingly take again and again.
'I guess I'm just as obsessed.'
Author's Notes:
I realized that I'd inadvertently always made Sasuke have the last word/thought, so I decided to change it up a bit XD
I hope you enjoyed this chapter! It's more talking than sex, but the next chapter, Excess, should make up for that ;D