A/N: I feel like an old lady now. It's been years.
This little space here isn't enough for all the explanations or apologies... no matter how heartfelt they are. This will not go unfinished, as I've promised before. But I cannot promise regularity.
I only hope this is as well-received as the others have been.
I cannot thank you all enough.
ONWARD.
His kisses have changed, Sasuke thought. It's like he's no longer trying to attack me.
By 9:45PM, the two boys were on their knees, and glued by the mouth once again. Sasuke's elbows were resting loosely on the other male's shoulders, while Naruto's hands clutched at the hem of Sasuke's t-shirt. As they kissed, Sasuke had noticed subtle differences in Naruto's manner; each time he pulled back to breathe, he'd fix the other boy with a longing stare. The kisses were not as violent, or demanding. And those blue eyes no longer held a fierce, competitive glint, but something much softer. It made Sasuke's chest tighten a little, and capture his lips again.
An image flitted to the forefront of the Uchiha's mind, making him frown in the middle of another kiss. He thought back to his interview for the position at Roast, and how he'd instantly been drawn in to the atmosphere of the place; the buzzing conversation, the smells, the variety of people coming in and out of its glass doors. He remembered Naruto flashing him a friendly smile, as he walked behind Kakashi, and how Sakura had nearly dropped the tray she'd been holding once she'd caught sight of him. At that moment, something about the place had called out to Sasuke, gently assuring him that he was welcome, and he belonged there.
And now here he was; on the floor, in his boxers, passionately kissing one of the other baristas. Male barista, he might add.
Hyperactive and clumsy, male barista.
Hyperactive, clumsy, male barista who also happened to be completely naked.
Sasuke broke away from the kiss, panting slightly.
"What's wrong?" Naruto asked, fixing him with that look again.
"Nothing," he replied. "Just thinking."
Naruto leaned in, swiping his tongue up Sasuke's cheek. "About?"
"Nothing," he said again. He hadn't realised that he was playing with the few strands of hair from the nape of Naruto's neck. "Nothing, everything... not feeling particularly talkative right now."
"Then," Naruto began, slipping a finger under Sasuke's t-shirt. "How are you feeling right now?"
"Hot," Sasuke murmured, feeling that familiar giddiness take hold of his senses again. "Drunk and high at the same time. Tired and buzzed. Horny as fuck. Maybe a little hungry too? How long has it been since I last ate? Shit, I could do with a cheeseburger right about now. "
"I thought you weren't feeling talkative?" Naruto grinned. He scratched Sasuke's skin ever so slightly.
"I also thought I'd never be making out with you at work." Sasuke pointed out.
"Me neither," the blonde admitted, looking away as colour flooded his cheeks.
"Oi," Sasuke grabbed him by the chin, turning his face towards him. "Why do you look so happy, dobe?"
"Because..." he swallowed, still avoiding his eyes. "I guess... I am happy? I mean," he coughed, pushing his hand against Sasuke's wrist. "That came out wrong. I... Gah, Sasuke I don't know, and stop fucking smiling!"
At this, Sasuke's smirk quickly morphed into a deep chuckle. He just looked at the other boy for a moment, and shamelessly ran his eyes over him. The blonde hair was damp, and stuck to his forehead. His face was red, but not from anger, like it usually was. This blush was softer, but just as attractive. His eyes travelled lower, taking in the toned chest and stomach, speckled with golden hair, and even lower still. Naruto was starting to squirm under the Uchiha's gaze, and Sasuke suddenly wanted him to squirm a little more.
"Do you like me watching you, Naruto?" Sasuke purred, running one had down the side of his neck. "I plan to do a lot more than just watching, I'm afraid."
Naruto swallowed again, and Sasuke found himself fascinated by the movement of his throat. He moved in closer, and placed his lips ever so softly against his Adam's apple.
"You're sweating," he noted, licking against the skin.
Naruto gasped slightly, tightening his grip on Sasuke's t-shirt. The younger boy pulled away from Naruto neck, and glanced down at his lower body.
"Here," Sasuke murmured, ghosting his fingers over Naruto's erection. "Looks like it's begging to be touched."
Sasuke let a single fingertip travel along Naruto's length; a featherlike touch with minimal pressure. He smirked again, noticing the blond grit his teeth together in frustration.
"What do you want, Naruto?" Sasuke breathed, threading the fingers of one hand through his hair. "Tell me clearly."
"Fuck you, bastard," Naruto growled through half-lidded eyes. "No more games."
"I agree," Sasuke replied, soothingly. "So tell me... and I'll give you what you want. It's as simple as that."
Naruto's eyes held the perfect concoction of hatred and need, swirling together in those deadly blue depths. He narrowed his eyes for a moment longer before speaking.
"Touch me," he sighed, finally.
"Where?" Sasuke asked lustily, his hand hovering between Naruto's legs.
"Here, dammit!" Naruto snapped, grabbing Sasuke's wrist in anger. He shoved it roughly towards his arousal, and groaned loudly at the contact.
Sasuke's eyes widened for an instant, feeling the warm, throbbing length in his hand. At last, at last he was touching Naruto. His heartbeat thundered in his ears, and he was horribly aware that he was simply holding Naruto and not doing much else. Stamping down any last minute nerves, he tightened his grip and stroked upwards, as he would stroke himself. Naruto groaned again, shutting his eyes and rested his against Sasuke's clothed shoulder.
It was a new sensation, feeling someone else's cock in his hand. And, to his surprise, Sasuke found that he didn't mind it as much as he thought he would. Before, the mere notion would've seemed grotesque. He would've freaked out after even seeing the damn thing. Now... it all just felt so natural. Even a little arousing, he noted, gaining confidence.
Naruto... he had total control over his body. Each time he gripped a little harder, or moved a little faster, Naruto's deep groans would shift into something a little more high-pitched, and more desperate. Of course, after taking him to that level, he'd slow down again, letting the boy catch his breath a little.
His shoulder was soaked in Naruto's sweat and saliva, but again... he was alright with it. It was all just so filthy, sitting here on his knees, jerking off another guy, and feeling his pre-cum dribble down to his knuckles. He experimented more, twisting his wrist every now and then, earning another pleasured cry from the blonde. Naruto's breath hitched with every new movement, and he was grabbing the material of Sasuke's shirt like a lifeline.
"S-Sasuke," he rasped into his shoulder. "I can't... I..."
"It's okay," Sasuke replied, pumping him even harder still.
"I," Naruto choked. "No more... I'm gonna... Ah..."
"Go ahead," Sasuke urged. Without quite knowing why, he snaked his free hand around Naruto's neck, holding him even closer. He could feel the blonde's entire body, coiled and quivering like a spring in his arms. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Sasuke realised that Naruto was biting him.
"Oh God, Sasuke..." Naruto moaned desperately, his teeth clamped down on the other boy's clothes. "Sasuke...!"
And then he came with another cry, shooting hot spurts of white that flowed all the way down Sasuke's hand. Sasuke held him there, noticing how his body was trembling the same way as someone recovering from a serious bout of sobbing. He jerked every so often, taking deep gulps of air and releasing them in staggered gasps. Again, without really knowing why, Sasuke ran his hand comfortingly up and down Naruto's back, over and over.
Finally, he raised his head and met Sasuke's eyes.
"Sasuke," he whispered, still trying to calm his breathing.
The raven coughed before glancing down at his covered hand.
"What am I supposed to do with this, now?" He grimaced, lifting it up between them.
Naruto caught the look, and winced.
"I'm sorry," he said awkwardly. He shuffled back a little. "I should've given you more of a warning."
"Damn straight," he agreed, flexing his sticky fingers.
"I'll um... I'll get you a napkin."
"No need."
Before the blonde could say another word, Sasuke closed the gap and smeared Naruto's cum all over his face. Just as he was beginning to protest, Sasuke wiped again for good measure, successfully covering Naruto's cheek and jaw with sticky semen.
"You sick bastard," Naruto scowled, hardly moving. The corners of his mouth turned downwards in sheer disgust. "What the hell do I do now?"
"Not my problem," Sasuke shrugged in response. "You got my hand all dirty."
"That doesn't make it okay to dirty my face!"
"It was plenty dirty before anyway. I'll take payment for the improvements."
"Oh, just shut the fuck up, will you?" Naruto said miserably. "You're doing exactly what you always do. Being the same condescending stuck-up prick as ever."
It's like nothing's changed.
He hadn't said the words, but they rung through the air as clear as daybreak.
In that instant, guilt and shame washed over Sasuke. He held Naruto's gaze for a long while, not saying a word. Then, placing his hands behind Naruto's neck, he gently pulled him closer, so their faces were inches apart. He looked into the boys questioning eyes, at his forehead, his nose, the stained cheeks, his slightly bruised lips...
And then focussed his attention on Naruto's jaw; there, contrasting beautifully with his skin was a glistening, pearl-white drop, threatening to fall to the floor.
He shut his eyes, and calmly leaned forward.
"O-Oi..." Naruto breathed, his voice shaking.
"Mm?" The tip of Sasuke's tongue pressed against Naruto's chin, letting his semen slip into his mouth.
"You don't need- I would've-"
"I know." The reply was calm, and thoughtful. "...I want to."
Naruto's chest tightened again, and he swallowed. There was so much he wanted to say, wanted to ask, clarify... or at least blurt out some smart-ass comment... but the words simply would not come out. Even his breath shuddered at every little suck, each extra little caress Sasuke's tongue left upon his skin.
"Sasuke..." he whispered.
"What is it?" he replied, pulling back at last, licking his lips.
"Have you..." Naruto looked down slightly, peeking up at Sasuke through his lashes. "Done... this before? With a guy, I mean?"
"No."
"No?!" Now he looked up, unbelieving.
"What, you asked!" Sasuke sputtered back. "Why'd I want some guy's spunk in my mouth? That's disgusting."
"But you just-!"
"I know!" he growled back, one hand in his hair. "Screw your fucking questions right now, dobe. I'm surprised I even managed to..."
Naruto squinted. "Who are you, and what've you done with Sasuke?"
"Oh shut up," he spat, looking down.
"Someone get a camera," Naruto grinned. "The great, arrogant Uchiha Sasuke actually admits he was getting nervous about getting another guy off."
"I see you've got your annoying streak back. I preferred you a few moments ago, if I'm honest." He chuckled, before titling his head back and sighing, his voice unusually high. "OHHH GOD SASUKE, AHHN-! Yes! Mmhh, do me harder! Sasuke! More! Mor-"
"FUCK YOU!" Naruto gripped his shoulders, trying to push him down, but Sasuke held firm, pushing against the blonde's elbows.
"Sasuke, Sasuke! You feel so amazing! Don't stop, Sasuke!" he was trying not to laugh, struggling against Naruto's weight.
"I DON'T SOUND LIKE THAT!"
"Oh, you so do, Naruto."
"Don't!"
"You will. Once I'm fucking you."
Naruto stopped struggling. "What?"
"You heard me."
A long moment of silence passed between them.
Naruto sat back on his knees, not breaking eye contact. "Do you even realise what you're saying, bastard?"
"Not really," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck.
"This isn't some joke, Sasuke." Naruto said seriously. "You're getting way too cocky now. It's your first time with a guy."
"And it isn't yours?"
"No."
"What?" Sasuke's voice was dark.
"What?" Naruto frowned.
"Tch."
Is he... Jealous? Naruto thought, his heart leaping. He opened his mouth, about to speak, but then Sasuke shot him a menacing glare.
"I don't care if I've not done it before," he muttered, gripping the bottom of his t-shirt, and slipping it off. "I want to do it now."
"B-But-"
"But nothing," he fired back, his hands already at the waistband of his boxers.
Naruto gripped his wrists, stilling them.
"Sasuke." His heart was hammering away, but his voice was strangely steady. "This isn't... It's not like doing it with a girl."
"No kidding,"
"Shut up, I'm trying to be serious here."
"So am I."
"You're not thinking." Naruto was almost pleading, giving him option after option to back out, make him come to his senses.
"Fuck thinking. You never think anyway."
"Sasuke!"
"Oh for fuck's sake, Naruto!" he slapped the blonde's hands away, before placing his own around his bare hips. "Quit being such a sissy. It's not like you don't want me to."
"That's not the poin-"
"Hmph," he smirked knowingly, gripping the other boy's hips; Naruto's squirming made him chuckle. "So?" He dropped his voice to a murmur, leaning up to breathe against the blonde's ear. "So you do want my cock in you, don't you? You're not denying it..."
"S-Sasuke, stop that..." Naruto shivered, blood already returning to his lower half.
"Why?" Sasuke's voice was playful against his skin, his hands creeping lower, fingers teasing along the tanned skin of his bare ass. "You greedy little whore, Naruto." He sank his teeth into the boy's neck, earning him a flustered whimper. "I haven't even come once yet, have I? You were there, rutting yourself against my hand like that, and now look at you..."
He pulled back, his hands still cupped against Naruto's buttocks. "You're getting hard all over again."
"It's not... my fault, bastard..." He rasped.
"Oh, I know." The Uchiha assured him, eyes glinting. "And I plan to take full responsibility, just like you want me to. Isn't that right?"
Naruto hissed through his teeth when Sasuke dug his nails into his skin, groping him even more. Coupled with his almost cruel tone, and long, powerful fingers moving against him, it wasn't long at all before Naruto's weeping erection was back.
"Sasuke..." He sighed, his hands now gripping the other boy's pale shoulders. Sasuke licked at his collarbone, occasionally surprising the blonde with a teasing nip, making him jump. "I... I want you too..." he whined, one hand clutching at Sasuke's dark hair. "Please..."
"I know," Sasuke grinned, playfully slapping Naruto's firm ass.
"Bastard!" he cried, straightening.
"I'm sorry," Sasuke smiled apologetically. His head felt light, almost dizzy. "I... I just..."
He reached behind Naruto's neck, pulling him down slightly to look into those blue, blue eyes. Then his eyes dropped down to the blonde's addictive lips, and he swallowed back a groan.
"I want you too, you know," he murmured, before gently kissing him again. The kiss was slow, almost loving. Naruto's mouth was already open, his breath hot and sensual against Sasuke's lips. Their tongues met, familiar now, and Sasuke's roamed sweetly around the other boy's, tugging out stifled, desperate moans.
When Naruto pulled back, his eyes were glazed, and he wiped away the trail of saliva on his chin with the back of his hand.
"You..." he swallowed, chest heaving. "Don't happen to have any lube, do you?"
"Sure. I bring it with me to work all the time."
"Huh?"
"Like hell. Won't spit work?"
"I told you already, dumbass," he grunted, getting to his feet now. "It's not like doing it with a girl."
"What are you doing?"
"Improvising," he shrugged, padding over to the counter. Naruto glanced around, his face heating up at the sight of their Christmas decorations, now the furthest thing from his mind. The Santa was still smiling away.
From here, Sasuke had a glorious view of Naruto's naked back. He hummed appreciatively, taking in the way those tanned shoulders rippled each time Naruto shifted, or imagined how those strong legs would feel wrapped around his waist.
I'm really not holding back now, am I? He thought, shaking his head. It was suddenly the most normal thing in the world to be fantasising about the blonde like this. His boxers were painfully tight now, and he slipped them off without a word.
He stood too, his erection throbbing painfully. Naruto turned, about to speak, but then his gaze dropped to Sasuke's naked member.
"Um..."
"You were saying?" Sasuke smirked, false concern lacing his words.
"We could... um..." He swallowed, dragging his eyes back up to meet Sasuke's. "Use..."
"I don't mind you looking, Naruto." Sasuke stepped closer, licking his lips. He was enjoying this far too much, and the way the other boy was blushing with every word just spurred him on even more. "Take a good, long look at the cock that's going to be buried in that tight little ass of yours."
Naruto's mouth was dry, and his eyes kept flitting desperately from Sasuke's own eyes, down to his crotch, and back. How was Sasuke so incredibly perceptive to every one of Naruto's actions? How'd he figure out, so quickly, just what all those filthy promises were doing to his heart rate right now? How was the Uchiha able to tell when he was sucking against a sensitive patch of skin?
God... Please let this not be a dream.
"You were saying?" Sasuke ran his fingers along the side of Naruto's neck.
"Ahhh..." Naruto leaned into the touch, but held Sasuke's gaze. "We can use..."
"Use what?" Sasuke titled his head, glancing behind at the counter. "I don't see what-"
Then he spotted them.
Naruto grinned up at him, before saying, "We're almost out of hazelnut... so you're gonna need to pick between vanilla, cinnamon or black forest."
The next chapter will probably be the last... or at the very least, the second last.
Please drop a review if you've made it this far! Know that this was a massive achievement for me, and every little word encourages me to continue just that little bit faster!
As always, thank you! 3
TAM