I know I said this would be a three-part series (and it will be!), but as you've all noticed, I'm being wonderfully slow on my update rate. This was meant to be part two as a whole, but it's going to take me a while longer to pump that out, and I wanted to post something tonight. So here is part one of part two. Part two of two should be out later this week. (I seriously intended this to come out faster, but I'm graduating in a week, I have final exams, and I have mad writers block. Don't hate me! I have most of the other part written on paper and ready.)
Also, this chapter is dedicated to yaoi415, the author of Life in the Uchiha Dynasty, a story that I have been aggressively following. Yaoi415, thanks for kick-starting my motivation to get this chapter out. I really appreciated seeing a review from you. Now… EVERYONE GO READY LIFE IN THE UCHIHA DYNASTY!
Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto, thanks.
Going Once, Going Twice…
(Part 1 & ½ of 3)
It was amazing, the people you could meet through the auction. Uchiha Sasuke was a quiet man who generally kept to himself, but always knew what he wanted. Uzumaki Naruto knew how to give people exactly what they wanted. The fire and energy that burned between them was sparked immediately as they came face to face, and it was not quickly quenched.
Against the back wall of the basement dance floor was where they first clashed. Their lips collided roughly in a heated kiss. Teeth bit, tugged, and tore at bruised lips. Sasuke's slender fingers tangled in the blonde's unruly locks, tugging the boy's head back farther and farther to deepen the kiss. Neither were at all shy about what they were doing. Naruto held tight to Sasuke's waist, pressing their hips together as they struggled against each other. Sasuke's hand slid between the blonde's legs, slipping boldly along exposed, sweat-slicked thighs.
"Your name," the dark-haired man murmured against the other's ear. Naruto shuttered at the contact, trying his hardest to focus on the older man's words. He certainly heard Sasuke, he could even feel the man's breath against his cheek, but he couldn't quite comprehend the question.
"What?" He responded groggily, further distracted by those pale hands climbing higher.
"What's your name?" The voice was laced with velvet, coaxing an answer from the blonde boy. He was weak against it.
"Uzumaki Naruto."
Movements began to run together as their bodies rocked against each other, twisting and turning to explore and gain more contact. The both of them were quickly feeling very restricted by their clothing. They began to act on impulse and instinct; what felt good, what got a good reaction, and what made them see white. At some point their lips broke apart and Naruto found himself on his knees, kneeling in front of Sasuke, listening to the other man's breathy moans as he felt hands tugging at his hair. The issue of being in public was never much of a problem, seeing as situations such as this were far from foreign in the concealed club basement. No one even batted an eyelash in their direction when the Uchiha shoved a very exposed Naruto against the wall, the blonde's legs wrapped around his waist, and roughly took him then and there.
They spent the remaining night hours together in the club, concerning themselves with each other, and each other only. When it came time for that night's event to come to a close, they parted, exhausted, with only a name exchange and memory to carry forward. Uchiha Sasuke had gotten his moneys worth for the night, and Naruto would probably be back on stage the next week, ready to meet someone new.
AN: That's it for now. I'll try to have this next part out sooner. It's mostly a matter of typing it and cleaning it up. Reviews are much loved, and certainly motivation! Don't forget to check out yaoi415 and my other stories! Thanks, Miyabi-Maru.