A/N: Wow. O.O Last chap really brought out the lurkers! 51 reviews, last I checked. I've never received so many reviews for a chap that wasn't the very last in a fic, and so up for awhile.

Shoutout to The World takes on Shinri for being the only one to pick up on the fact Naruto barging into the Uchiha apartment was revenge for the way Itachi barged in on him. He was already going there to get Sasuke, but he entered the way he did for a reason, as well as because he was in a lot of turmoil just then.

There is fan art for the kiss by the truck, the 'almost' kiss on the couch, Sasuke reading THE BOOK, and Itachi at the window (watching as Sasuke leaves with Naruto) now up! I also did a floor plan of Naruto's house, if you all want to see where he lives. All accessible from my profile, but if the link doesn't work, go to my Deviantart page, and then to my favorites. There's a folder there labeled fan art. The art is also featured on the wall of the Facebook page.

And now...

11. Fulfillment

The sound of a car door closing partially woke Sasuke from a deep sleep of pure exhaustion. He was already falling asleep again by the time another door, this time his own, was opened. Rain hit his face as he was lifted out of the truck. He turned his face into Naruto's neck with a moan. For the time being, he was more than willing to be carried. He hurt, he was tired, and he was used to being allowed to sleep under such conditions.

But Naruto was wet. He himself could feel his bottom half bare. His pants were cold and heavy with rain, and dragging at one leg. The boot that had come off earlier now sat unpleasantly on his stomach. He was jostled as Naruto struggled to open his house door without dropping him, and then they were blessedly indoors, out of the rain.

-oOo-

The lights were on. Sasuke blinked in discomfort as he was carried to the bedroom, where he was at last set on his feet. His boot thumped to the floor.

Naruto stood back from him. The bedroom was dark. All Sasuke could see of him was his hair, and his hulking shoulders. The memory of what they'd done hit him then and a sense of wonder and awe had him straightening his shoulders as he woke up completely.

He'd had sex. Kissing and everything. He'd seen Naruto's privates. He was… different now. His ass felt hot, achy, and loose. Squeezing his sphincter sent sharp pain through him, but he did it again, holding the ring of muscles closed until the ache became dull and bearable. He continued to hold his ass shut, as if this could negate what had happened. He wasn't sorry they'd done it, not really. He'd wanted to be with Naruto, but…well…now he'd never be a kid again. He supposed that now he was in a relationship, and the idea of this seemed large and daunting of a sudden.

He looked at Naruto for reassurance, but got nothing. Naruto's face was completely in shadow. Even now, after Sasuke's eyes had adjusted to the dark somewhat, he could only make out a hint of the brow and jaw. He supposed that Naruto was waiting for him to give some sign of what came next, but Sasuke thought that was ridiculous. He was the innocent one here, the one who'd just given up his virginity. Naruto should take him, and comfort him, and hold him, and-

Naruto never did anything with him without his permission, Sasuke suddenly remembered. Just as he himself never did anything here without Naruto's consent. Sasuke's brow cleared. He hugged his elbows as a trickle of rainwater dripped from his hair and ran icily down the back of his neck.

"C-can you hold me?" he stuttered self-consciously. "Please?"

Naruto went to him immediately.

-oOo-

Their clothes, ignored completely during the heat of the moment, were uncomfortable now. Without letting him go, somehow Naruto managed to help Sasuke remove his shirt and pants while shedding his own. The items plopped in wet heaps around them, and were left where they fell. Shivering hard now, Sasuke burrowed his face in Naruto's chest. He kept his arms close by his sides, hands tucked under his chin. He made himself as small as possible. Naruto's strong arms encircled him. He could feel the weight of the man's semi-erect cock on his stomach, and pressed himself against it; it generated a wealth of welcome heat.

Their initial union had been hurried, born of raw necessity. There had been none of the depth-less emotion they felt for each other in the act, yet even so it had been what they both needed. It had been right. Now, though, a continuation of what they'd started on the couch, before Itachi had interrupted them, took shape around them, and they were still. Quiet. Listening to their feelings instead of being driven by their fear and stress as before.

They learned the feel of each other's skin without moving. The dimensions of each other's bodies, the rhythm of each one's breathing. After some minutes wherein they stood in peaceful contemplation, warmth from their bodies began to replace the chill on their skin. The embrace was more comfortable and they relaxed. Their hair stopped dripping unwanted reminders of the weather on them, and they relaxed even more. Finally, Naruto relaxed enough to lower his face to Sasuke's hair, and Sasuke shifted his arms so that they went slowly around Naruto's neck.

Naruto's broad hands ran wonderingly down the slim back of the youth he held. He'd never touched anyone like this. He hesitated at touching the modest globes of Sasuke's ass, before settling an arm around the boy's waist instead. He carefully, slowly, gently lifted him a few inches, just enough to walk to the steps leading up to his bed. Sasuke's arms tightened slightly around his neck, but his head remained on Naruto's chest. Naruto set him on the mattress, found that Sasuke was unwilling to let go of him, and so stretched out after he'd drawn back the heavy quilt. Getting them both under it took some maneuvering, but it was done. He drew the cover up to their cheeks and settled down.

He'd had so many thoughts of this, of falling asleep with Sasuke in his arms. The boy was a warm, smooth length of heaven against his body, and he could not think of a single moment at any time in his life when he'd been so very content. He would not have thought it possible to reach such a state after what he'd been put through today, but he welcomed it.

Sasuke sighed softly. Looking down at him, Naruto saw that he was already sleeping. He himself remained awake for some time, trying to prolong his enjoyment of this quiet victory, but eventually sleep claimed him with her soft fingers and pulled him under.

When he woke, it was to the acrid stench of smoke and the sound of the storm raging unabated all around them. He sat up, not sure what had woken him, and found Sasuke standing at the bay window.

Some of the trees on the far side of the lake had caught fire, probably struck by lighting, Naruto saw when he'd joined him. The fire seemed to be going out now, unable to sustain itself under the heavy downpour, but smoke still billowed toward the bungalow. The fire cast a faint orange glow on him and Sasuke both, and gave weak light to the interior of the bedroom.

Sasuke turned from the window to look up at him and it was as if the boy had sucked the heat of the flames into himself; there was blazing desire in his eyes. Facing each other now, Naruto felt his heart lurch hard as Sasuke closed the distance between them and lifted his face. Thus invited, Naruto bent his head to Sasuke's.

There was some hesitation on both their parts. This was not a mindless decent into lust and sex, but an exploration, their first, of their love. Naruto was shy, not quite knowing how to proceed. Before, by the truck, he'd put his mouth on Sasuke's and somehow the kiss had just happened. Now, he rather thought some basic skills were required, and did not relish the idea of failing at so simple a task.

But Sasuke was also nervous, and between the two of them they pieced their courage together and found a middle ground. They learned then, in front of the window that was awash with rain and firelight, and it was good. They stepped into each other as the kiss deepened and it was better than good.

An enchantment with the taste and feel of each other fell around them. It shut out sound completely. All conscious thought was on lips and tongue, breath and breathing. The various textures of their mouths were learned, tasted, studied, possessed. And then the enchantment shifted to allow other discoveries.

Naruto's hands found their way to Sasuke's shoulders. Sasuke was pulled against the taller, broader body. Held there. He stepped up onto Naruto's bare feet, seeking height, a means to even their heights, in order to further deepen the kiss. The hands at his shoulders ran lightly down his sides, pausing every so often to squeeze or knead gently. Sasuke took hold of one wrist and slowly moved Naruto's hand behind him and pushed it down. The kiss stopped as Naruto's hand was placed on one lower cheek. Then Naruto cupped the warm rondure of flesh in his palm, his embarrassment replaced with desire, and the kiss resumed.

Sasuke, more familiar with human contact, guided him initially. He signaled that he wanted to be touched elsewhere, and showed Naruto how by touching him in turn. He didn't know about sexual touching, other than what he'd read in the book, but for now it was enough just to touch, to do what they'd fantasized about doing for so long. This and kissing sustained them for a long while by the window.

It was Sasuke who led Naruto by the hand to the bed. Led him up the steps. Knelt on the bed with him and gently cupped his face. "Make love to me," he whispered.

-oOo-

Their new knowledge of simple touching was expanded upon. Sasuke lay back as Naruto bent over him and kissed his face, his neck, his chest. Sasuke made wordless requests by turning his head, or lifting his arm, or spreading his legs. His hands roamed Naruto's skin, rubbing his shoulders, his biceps, his back muscles. He pulled Naruto close and they lay that way, kissing again, this time with increasing passion. They were edging toward that state they'd been in by the truck, but weren't there yet. They weren't close, and weren't in any hurry to get to that state. Perhaps they were afraid. This was nice, this was what they'd wanted all along, and they paused often to savor it. They looked into each other's eyes, still illuminated with firelight as they were. There were no smiles, but happiness at being in each other's arms was palpable between them. They held this eye contact as Naruto's turgid length bobbed against Sasuke's balls, questing. It found Sasuke's entrance, and then, with a slow stretching of the still-tight muscles, found its way deep inside.

A slow, hesitant dance of thrust and release began between them. Finding the right tempo was awkward for them both. It did not happen on its own, as by the truck, but needed to be guided and initiated. Naruto faltered. The pleasure was immediate, further debilitating him, and Sasuke's wince of pain left him uncertain. But then Sasuke lifted his legs, Naruto sank in completely, and they found the right beat to that primal dance people have been doing since the dawn of time.

Sasuke gasped at just how much deeper the penetration was in this position. He locked his trembling thighs around Naruto, lost in pleasure, tossed on climbing waves of it. He kept his eyes shut, unable to endure the threadbare quality of the pleasure this time. It seemed that at any moment the thread would snap and he'd experience the wild climax he'd had by the truck. Naruto's hard stomach bounced and rubbed against his cock, and this added stimulation did have him coming. His breath was held, and his lip caught between his teeth, but Naruto didn't stop. Occasionally a thrust would have him gulping, making him dizzy with pleasure as Naruto pumped strongly into him, and he would hang on tighter. When Naruto came, Sasuke felt him go still. Naruto's cock pulsated inside him in time to its release, then was slowly withdrawn. This time it only hurt a little.

They went to sleep again.

Naruto stirred, and knew without opening his eyes that it was high noon; the sun beat down on him from the skylight above his leafy canopy. Apparently the storm had passed. Then something blocked the sun and he felt warm lips leave soft kisses on his shoulder blades. The lips traveled down the valley of his spine, paused over his ass, then kissed him even here. Another kiss landed on the opposite cheek, and Naruto became aware of the weight on his legs. Sasuke was sitting on him.

He was prepared to bury his face in his pillow and enjoy this strange new thing, when a set of teeth nipped him sharply on his right cheek. His eyes flew open. It happened again, on his left cheek, and Naruto rolled and caught the boy as he dove for the floor. He dragged him back onto the mattress by one leg.

Sasuke's impish grin startled him. He's playing with me, Naruto realized. It hadn't occurred to him that play could be incorporated into such a somber act as they'd shared, but this, too, he welcomed.

The bed was sturdy; their roughhousing and wrestling on it did nothing more than rustle the leaves overhead and cause the vines hanging to either side to sway gently. Sasuke was pinned a final time, and then they lay catching their breath. Naruto rolled to his side and ran a hand over the soft black hair.

Sasuke rolled to face him, eyes bright. His erection prodded Naruto's limp member. Naruto pushed Sasuke to his back and propped himself on an elbow to investigate.

To his interest, Sasuke was uncircumcised. Naruto let his hand hover over Sasuke's hairless groin until he'd received a shy nod of permission. He took hold of the foreskin between thumb and forefinger and tugged. Sasuke's cock dipped accordingly. Naruto stretched the skin slightly, glanced at Sasuke's pink face, then shook the cock vigorously by the foreskin from side to side.

Sasuke howled in laughter, kicking his leg up to break Naruto's hold on his cock. Thereafter a small war broke out on the bed as Sasuke tried to grab Naruto's cock in turn and shake it. He was neatly prevented from this, but his persistent efforts had Naruto snuffling a short laugh of his own. They were back to wordless communication, and this suited them fine.

Waking from a shorter nap this time, they padded nude to the kitchen. Sasuke saw the missing table, saw it nailed over the window, but did not comment. Comfortable in his skin, Naruto moved around the kitchen and prepared whatever he found in the fridge on a large serving tray. Sasuke sat in a chair, chin in his hands, and watched. The day was cold, as evidenced by the wind that managed to find its way around the table at the window. Naruto brewed a large pot of tea that he flavored with fresh mint and set this on the tray, along with mugs. He balanced this on one palm up by his ear and snagged Sasuke with his other hand on the way back to his room.

They ate on the bed, propped on their elbows, and feeding each other. The light wasn't quite as bright now. Evening was approaching. When they were done, Naruto cleared the dishes and washed them, while Sasuke spent some time in the bathroom. Naruto went in after him, also showering. By the time they made it back to the bed, dusk had approached, and the sky was on fire again, this time from the setting sun.

Naruto held Sasuke from behind. He noted that the boy's hair smelled of his shampoo, that his skin was redolent of his soap, and smiled. It was all right for Sasuke to use his things. They were one now. It was right that they share everything. They'd shared their bodies; this was permission to share everything hereafter in complete and mutual trust. Holding him closer, he watched the sunset with him. They watched until the stars came out, and continued to watch until the window ceased to afford them any view but one of darkness. Full and clean, they dozed again.

In the dead of night, a hand closed firmly in Sasuke's hair and turned his face toward a hot mouth that devoured him. His response was not hindered by the fact that he was mostly asleep. In fact, he responded instinctively, opening his mouth in generous reciprocation.

The boy was soft and willing. Yielding. Acquiescent. Submissive. Naruto had been woken by an erection that was frightening in its intensity. It demanded satisfaction, and Naruto was of a mind to do so. He found the mindless state upon him again, but this time it was driven by desire for Sasuke, love for him, and a yearning to bring him as much pleasure as possible.

Kissing him, his hand slid to Sasuke's sleeping cock and closed around the modest girth. He squeezed, and was rewarded with immediate engorgement. He kept this up, braced on an elbow, as the kiss intensified with their growing excitement. He felt a slender hand close around his width in turn, and let a growl of appreciation rumble deep in his chest.

The fires from last night seemed to be within them now, as Sasuke rolled on top of him. His hair was tugged in the boy's hands, his mouth claimed in a blistering consumption of his very soul. He was wanted with a passion that fed his own. This was Sasuke acting out the things he drew and wrote of, and Naruto found himself experiencing a terrible joy at being the recipient of such ardor.

Quiet boy that he was, Sasuke was nonetheless a surprisingly articulate person when it came to something he wanted. He went after it. Naruto had learned this through the inundation of ramen, the subsequent obedience to his wishes, and just lately with Sasuke's whispered plea for Naruto to make love to him. He straddled Naruto now, and held the man's wrists down by his head, asserting himself in a way that, for the time being, sharpened Naruto's lust greatly. He let himself be immobilized and kissed like this for a while.

And then the tides of passion changed and it was Sasuke who was held down. Naruto exacted a measure of revenge by nipping the white skin on the back of Sasuke's neck as he held him face down on the bed. Unlike when Sasuke had bitten him, though, he was not in a playful mood so much as a possessive one. He nipped again, a little harder, then suddenly bit hard. Hard enough to break the skin and have Sasuke crying out. He released the bite at once, and suckled gently on the small wound. The faintly coppery taste aroused him, quickened his own blood. He sucked softly until all the hurt had gone and Sasuke was quiet. But then Sasuke held his hair up and tilted his head a certain way. Naruto hesitated only a moment, but took what was offered and bit again, though not as hard as the previous time. Sasuke seemed to enjoy the pain with the pleasure, and groaned. His back arched as Naruto bit him elsewhere. On his ear, on the meat of his arm, on his thigh. They were light bites for the most part, but a few times the tender skin was bruised, and this heightened the experience for them both.

Sasuke wasn't idle. Once he was allowed to turn over, he raked his short nails over Naruto's skin repeatedly, leaving welts as they kissed yet again. They rolled, and shifted, kissed, bit, scratched, and nuzzled. The mindless state had infected Sasuke as well now.

So attuned were they to each other, that no signal was needed; they knew when the time was right, when the need was at the same feverish pitch inside them, and shrieking at the same frequency along their nerves to be gratified. Using the only position they knew, Naruto plunged into the moist hole that was ready and waiting for him, filling Sasuke completely.

It was glorious.

Having risen above any awkwardness and discomfort, their lovemaking was unimpeded, and so became what it was meant to be. They danced in unison this time, finding the right rhythm immediately and moving to it in tight, controlled, blindingly hard stabs of ecstasy. Sweat eased the furious thrusts, slicked their skin, seasoned their kisses. Nails dug into this sweaty skin, lending additional pleasure. Hair was pulled, hands clasped, breath exchanged. At one point, Naruto's hand wormed its way between their undulating bodies to close around Sasuke intimately and the boy came with a loud shout of release. They didn't stop. It wasn't enough.

They rolled, and learned a new rhythm. A slower tempo, but with greater intensity as Sasuke and Naruto rode and were ridden for the first time respectively. They began slowly, discovering the way, building up to the fast beat they'd used before. Sasuke lost his balance a few times. Naruto steadied him by the hips. Sasuke braced his hands on Naruto's arms, and then discovered the way to use his thighs, and off they went, moving in sync again, and gasping at this new dimension to their sexual knowledge.

It was a position that allowed Naruto free access to the swinging cock hitting his stomach, one he took full advantage of. He squeezed and pulled, then rubbed and massaged, and whenever Sasuke coated his hand in release, he would rub this into the boy's flexing thighs. He was ridden hard and ruthlessly until his back bowed upward off the bed in his own blinding release, and still they didn't stop.

Sasuke lay on his stomach as Naruto stretched out atop him. He felt his ear lobe caught in Naruto's hot mouth, and moaned as he was penetrated in this position. Naruto had all the control now, and used it to hammer him mercilessly. His rectum, abused and overly sensitive now, nonetheless held hidden secrets; this new angle afforded him new sensations. Each forceful thrust now hit something in him, something Sasuke recalled reading about, but was too blown away now to remember the name of. He reared up on a scream as that place took a direct hit from Naruto's blunt cockhead.

Naruto caught him around the waist and held him, but did not stop thrusting. On his hands and knees now, that place in Sasuke seemed easier to reach. Every other thrust brushed past it –his prostate, he suddenly remembered- and he was helpless not to squeal and holler, even as his skin broke out in goosebumps of pleasure. He was left to drop his head to his forearms, mouth open and drooling, as Naruto pounded away at him without respite. His climax was a fleeting thing, his body too spent to do more than give up a single offering of cum, but even so the beating on his prostate intensified it so that he shrieked between his clenched teeth. At this, Naruto stopped.

He took hold of Sasuke's shoulders and gently pulled him up so that his chest was against Sasuke's back. They were kneeling still. He held him, rubbed his chest and stomach soothingly. He was still seated firmly in Sasuke's body, held there by the tight confines of Sasuke's seed-coated inner walls. He could feel his cock beating away in time to his thundering heartbeat. When he deemed that Sasuke was calmer, he walked them carefully on their knees to the headboard and guided Sasuke's hands to hold on to it.

He resumed the pace gradually. He gave the boy time to find pleasure again, for it to climb with his own, to match it, and then pass it. Sasuke pushed backward at him in demand, and Naruto obliged, spreading his knees for greater balance. They moved in harmony again, Sasuke pushing back each time Naruto thrust forward. Their hips made a meaty slapping sound that had Naruto's lust boiling over. He circled Sasuke neck with one arm, bracing his other hand on the headboard. Sasuke held to the arm with one hand, and held himself with the other, stroking erratically. Their desire built wildly, had them gasping, left them shaking. And then Naruto sat on his heels, holding Sasuke's hips to prevent himself from slipping out of him, and he was ridden again.

The sheer depth had Sasuke putting his head back on Naruto's shoulder. His mouth fell open in a slack O of trance-like ecstasy. His chest heaved with his labored breathing, and Naruto splayed one hand across this white expanse. He buried his face in Sasuke's neck, sucking and biting, and then treating the bobbing shoulder in front of his face similarly. His hands clutched at the bunched muscles of Sasuke's stomach as he felt a climax rolling over him. He bit the shoulder hard, making Sasuke cry out. Sasuke didn't stop riding. Naruto reached for Sasuke's cock just as his climax exploded, and Sasuke came with him. They bucked in unison, holding onto each other's slippery bodies as best they could, before falling forward onto the bed in a boneless sprawl.

-oOo-

When they were in a state of calm that was near sleep, Naruto backed out of Sasuke, turned him over, and settled himself on him once more. Sasuke seemed able to bear his weight. They were unmoving, yet awake, and aware that they weren't done yet. Naruto breathed comfortably, his face in Sasuke's neck, until his cock strengthened against Sasuke's leg in quiet demand again. Sasuke spread his legs, and wrapped them around Naruto's hips. The penetration was quick and easy this time, but no less tight than before. It seemed that Naruto's size would always be an issue.

For a time, they kissed. Only that. The fever was absent for the moment, the rhythm stilled. Their heads performed a different dance as they slanted and shifted for the greatest enjoyment. Now it was Naruto's hands that held Sasuke's wrists on the pillow. The kiss was slow and deep, and did the incredible thing of pushing them towards sleep.

But not yet. Sasuke tightened his inner walls around the impossibly deep and intimate feel of Naruto's cock in his body, and at that moment, the fever sprang up in them both, fully restored and hotter than ever.

Naruto drew back until he was almost out, and slammed back in hard and fast. He did not release Sasuke's wrists or lips, but continued to draw back ever so slowly, only to shove back in forcefully. This made for a slow yet wickedly hard new rhythm that brought tears to Sasuke's eyes, the pleasure was so fierce. Each time Naruto rammed into him, he was powerless not to arch at the depth. His breath caught on each thrust, dictated by those powerfully rigid forward movements. His head tossed fitfully, and he tried to buck Naruto off once or twice. Naruto did not budge except to thrust even harder, while maintaining that slow slide out. The pace remained unchanged, even though the pleasure was gradually twisting tighter and tighter in their guts.

By stopping whenever he felt close to climaxing, Naruto drew this new rhythm out immeasurably. Sasuke had emptied his seed several times before Naruto felt his release could no longer be denied. By then Sasuke was wheezing for breath, sobbing in pleasure, and shaking uncontrollably beneath him. Naruto sped up the tempo, moving faster and harder with each pulverizing thrust until the world dissolved in Sasuke's screams and his own eruption of bone-shattering release. He thrust throughout this crisis, emptying himself until he felt hollow of everything, every emotion, every thought.

When they were finally still, they did not move again. The night closed once more around them, surrounded them in unconsciousness, and stood sentinel as they slept long and well in each other's arms.