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Chapter_20: Make Love Not War
"I have something for you."
"Yeah," Naruto nodded, pulling the man farther inside his small apartment. "Okay,"
This was all so unreal, so much like a dream that he could hardly believe this was happening. He had defeated the Akatsuki, saved the city, kept his friends safe…fallen in love with a man. Somewhere along the long road to this place, his 'normal' world had been turned inside out and shaken, but Naruto didn't care. Right now, all that mattered was the man in his arms, this feeling of complete contentment and the undeniable urge to do something completely spontaneously crazy.
Before he could act on the impulse, Sasuke was already walking towards his living room. The raven seated himself on the second-hand sofa, his thighs sinking neatly into the old springs and for a moment it struck Naruto how 'at-ease' Sasuke looked sitting on that ancient piece of furniture.
He shook the thought off when the Uchiha pulled out a laptop and a CD case from a bag Naruto had been too preoccupied to notice. He was concentrating more on the fact that Sasuke was actually standing at his front door then what the man was carrying on him at the time.
"Come here,"
The Uchiha's voice beckoned.
Naruto sat. He was a little irked about being ordered to obey, but the warm glow he carried over from the hug placated his pride.
"What?" He watched Sasuke insert the DVD into the disc drive. A date and place was printed in neat letters across its pearly white surface.
October 10th Konoha Community Hospital.
Naruto felt his heart lurch to a stop in his chest. He hated that his voice was barely a whisper, but all the air in his lungs was gone. As soon as he had seen that date, that location, he was breathing in a vacuum. "Sasuke…is this…?"
The video started before Sasuke could answer and far before Naruto was ready.
It was surveillance footage; old surveillance footage.
The room it showed was peaceful and still. A single bed and a night-side stand were all the furniture it carried. In the bed a woman slept, her flaming red hair spread out like a web on the white sheets and pillow.
Naruto felt a lump forming in his throat. That blurry image on the computer screen was his mother.
A lusty cry broke the still picture and Kushina woke. Her sweet musical laughter broke over Naruto like a wave, the beauty, the comfort, the love that that sound still warmed him was staggering. This was his mother, even long dead, this was his mother.
'Oh, my sweet, are you awake?' Kushina crooned to the baby who had slept by her side and was now cradled in her arms. The bright yellow hair was as sharp and clear even on the old recording. The infant let out another hearty cry.
His mother kissed Naruto's forehead and spoke lovingly to her child. 'Oh what a big strong voice you have. You'll grow up to be a wonderful speaker, just like your father.'
His father… His real father…
Apparently baby Naruto was not as impressed with this particular prediction because he wailed a third time. This didn't seem to distress his mother. She smiled and tucked her son closer. 'Someone's hungry again. You're going to grow up so big.' Kushina began to nurse the baby, still speaking softly to him while he filled his tummy.
Naruto leaned in closer to the screen, wanting to see as much as he could of the woman who had given him life. She hummed quietly, trying to untangle the strands of her long hair which had matted down while she slept.
Gentle fingers smoothed her child's pudgy cheek, caressing the unblemished skin. 'I love you, my little Naruto, my sweet Naruto.'
Naruto touched his own cheek, felt the glazed skin of his scars underneath. He hadn't been born with those scars? He'd always assumed… But now he had to wonder, where had the marks come from?
The serenity of mother and child was suddenly shattered. The door burst open and three men barreled inside.
Before she could scream, Naruto was yanked from Kushina's arms. His mother launched herself at the man who had taken her son.
She never made it. A second man yanked her back onto the hospital bed.
Still she struggled, the woman who had given birth only hours before. She bit and kicked, screaming and crying out for help.
Until they slit her throat.
Red splashed against the crisp white bed sheets.
Naruto felt his stomach lurch when Kushina, one hand clutching the broken flesh of her throat, reached out to her wailing son. Her lips moved, forming the child's name.
It was the last thing she ever did.
The blond watched in horror as his mother's body flopped onto the bed, her fingers congealing to her neck by the slowly drying fluids.
The fingers on his shoulder jerked his attention away from the screen. He glanced at Sasuke. The man was staring at him, his expression (as ever) unreadable.
"Pay attention to what is coming."
Naruto wanted to slap the raven's hand away. But a small part of him, the part he was getting used to indulging, found some comfort in that hand.
Voices pulled Naruto back to the video. The men were talking in low hoarse whispers. Apparently they had no idea that a camera was in the room.
'How long do we have?'
A second shrugged. 'Danzo'll make sure we have plenty of time.'
Blue eyes went wide with horror and the flickering of pure rage. The pressure on his shoulder tightened and Naruto forced his attention back to the video.
'Let's get this over with. Show me the kid.'
The gang member who had snatched Naruto from his mother stretched his arms out, trying not to drop the screaming baby.
The first man produced a knife, a short cruel looking weapon with odd stylistic markings on the blade. Naruto felt a twinge of recognition and a split second later realized where he had seen those symbols before.
They were the same as the markings on his tattoo.
The one holding the knife suddenly stretched out his hand, gripping Naruto's fleshy jowls. The baby did not recognize the hand, did not like the rough treatment and his howling grew in pitch and volume.
The man who had a hold of his face took no notice but smiled.
The knife flicked out again and again. Each time another blotch of red blossomed on the child's perfect cheeks until six whisker-esk slashes marred his face.
The tiny child was then laid, still pitching and crying in his mother's limp arms. The three figures filed out, satisfied that their purpose was accomplished.
The screen went dark.
Naruto's head was whirling. This was what had happened that night. This was as much of an answer he was ever going to get about the night of his birth; the night his parents died.
Danzo had been responsible, at least partially so, for Kyuubi being allowed to sneak into the hospital. His mother had loved him. That was how he had gotten his scars.
"Naruto,"
He hadn't realized he'd stood until he turned and saw the raven his risen from the couch as well. Sasuke's fingers were back on his shoulder.
The blond cleared his throat. His cerulean blues studied the floor. His voice was unmistakably strained the stolid silence. "I…had no idea…about that night." He paused. That wasn't entirely true. He had been told that his parents were killed. They'd said who had done it. And he'd always just assumed that his scars had something to do with it. But to watch as his mother was murdered right before his eyes and his own face was mutilated was…indescribable.
Sasuke said nothing, made no move to come closer, but his fingers remained on Naruto's shoulder, solid, warm.
"Where did you find that?"
"I have connections." Neither spoke for long moments after that. Sasuke owned the hot-spot in Konoha, of course he had connections.
The blond turned, wrapping his arms around Sasuke once again.
The raven allowed the embrace, returning it only with the slightest press of fingers on Naruto's shoulder-blade. It was good enough.
"I got you the worst birthday present possible." The raven breathed hotly against the whorls of Naruto's ear. Warmth that had less to do with Sasuke's breathing in his ear and everything to do with the fact that the same man had remembered his birthday was today filled him up nearly to bursting.
"Well I've got something for you too…" He smiled. "…And mine can't wait any more."
A small part of him wondered if it was right to be doing this minutes after he had witnessed his mothers demise. But he knew that even if he had known Uzumaki Kushina his whole life, she wouldn't have wanted him to morn her. She would have celebrated that he had found this someone to love, even in light of her death. But since he had not known her, it was not so awful that he would put off the thing he had craved since their first kiss.
He would visit them later, he promised. He would visit their graves tomorrow. He might even bring Sasuke if things went well. But he would think about them later. What mattered right now…was this man in his arms.
He urged the raven's head down and closer while his feet led them both backward, farther inside. He wasn't entirely sure if he was doing this whole seduction thing right, but he had come to rely on his instincts to help him survive, why not let them lead here too?
"Naruto," The Uchiha's own smooth baritone ghosted hotly against his slightly parted lips. It was a murmur equal parts desire, acknowledgment, and satisfaction. Naruto grinned. He pecked at Sasuke's mouth, each time a lingering a little longer until he and the raven were melded lovingly together. It was hot silk, just like their last kiss, all tenderness and sweet caressing that pulled him farther into this man's spell.
He could hear the question in Sasuke's kiss, 'Are you sure? Are you alright?' And Naruto answered back with a playful nip as his hands smoothed the Uchiha's lean back. He was more than ready.
The blond eased the other man's jacket from his shoulders. The discarded clothing was forgotten as soon as it hit the floor. Naruto focus immediately shifted to the next article of clothing which hid Sasuke's incredible body from view. The voice in the back of his mind rumbled approval as he began to tease the Uchiha's shirt up his sleek torso, brushing the taut stomach with the backs of his knuckles. Good…good…
Naruto couldn't help the small chuckle that bubbled past his lips.
"Hm?" The raven hummed as his own pale hands sought to divest the other man of his restrictive garments.
"It's just weird to think," The blond stumbled a little, leaning more into Sasuke until he recovered enough to keep tugging them along. Walking backwards while you were trying to get someone naked wasn't as easy as he thought. He decided to focus on getting them both there safely in lue of stripping his raven. Instead he entwined his arms once more around Sasuke's neck and pulled them the last few steps into his bedroom. "That until one week ago, I really never thought about men like this and now…" They ambled through his bedroom, Naruto gently, but insistently guiding them further until he felt the edges of a mattress poke his calves and let himself fall. He stared up at the raven-haired man standing above him. He couldn't help but smile, his eyes tracing every inch of his sexy bastard.
"…Well now I can't believe that I'm going to bed with the second most beautiful man in this room."
The raven's slender mouth curved into an amused smirk both at Naruto's back-handed compliment and his equally back-handed humor. He pulled his shirt over and off, folding the cloth neatly before placing it on the floor.
Naruto propped himself up on elbows and stared incredulously at the neatly folded garment lying next to his stockpile of crumpled clothing. His eyes flicked back to the Uchiha and he couldn't help but chuckle again. "You fold your cloths before sex?"
"Yes,"
Sasuke leaned over and began a slow sensuous crawl up the bed to Naruto. The blond felt his vision narrowing until all he could see was a pair of dark eyes coming ponderously closer. The raven's eyes were glowing with sensuous hunger, just like they had the last time the two men had been alone in this very room. They made promises in dulcet tones of pleasures beyond comprehension even as Sasuke's silken voice purred hotly over Naruto.
"I won't fold yours if it makes you uncomfortable."
The blond grinned and then gasped. Ten cold fingers had found their way underneath his shirt to the sensitive skin of his belly. They rubbed, teased and massaged up his abdomen, lingering over a few hard ridges of muscle along the way until they reached a tan pectoral. Two fingers closed over the Naruto's pert nipple and gently tugged.
The Uzumaki remembered this from before, but he couldn't help his body from jerking in surprise. Or the single inarticulate cry that exited his lips. He was torn between humiliation and bliss when he heard the Uchiha's rough chuckle in response and pale fingers began to work his nipple in earnest. He'd never thought about his Pecs as being a particularly sexual part of his body. It wasn't until Sasuke had first shown him exactly how pleasurable touching even these unlikely places could be. Now he wondered how he could have missed that important bit of information about his own body.
"Naruto,"
Those beautiful pale fingers had stopped. The blond growled.
"If you don't get me naked in the next ten seconds, I'm kicking you out." There it was, his self-defense mechanism: anger. Even in this supposedly beautiful moment he couldn't help but fall back on old fail-safes. Naruto swallowed. Self-consciousness was going to be a part of this particular 'first time'. But when he tried to glare up at Sasuke, and their gazes locked, he knew that Sasuke knew exactly what he was thinking. But he knew the raven wouldn't spoil the moment by telling him to knock it off.
The Uchiha poised above him smirked. "Hn,"
He'd just try and spoil it with his stupid not-a-word-word.
Before Naruto could open his mouth and say something that would have definitely ruined the mood, the raven had straightened to kneel above his prone body.
Naruto felt his breath catch and then he was being covered; the full weight of Uchiha Sasuke sinking him into the mattress. Sasuke's chin lay in the curve of his shoulder, the man's soft lips pressed against his ear. Naruto shivered, but all traces of cold had left him the instant the raven had touched their torso's together. Sasuke's heat sank into him, just like the man's weight. But oddly enough, the sensation of being shrouded so completely by another masculine body wasn't intimidating or humiliating as Naruto had feared. It was strangely pleasant to know that this man was stronger, but wasn't using his power to force the blonds' submission. He was still a little bit nervous, but like this…with Sasuke's lithe body pressed so close…he felt like he could stay this way forever.
On impulse, Naruto eased his hands up, sliding over the sleek musculature of moonlit arms. His fingers followed the curve past the shoulder to wrap uneasily around Sasuke's slender back.
"Thank you,"
He hadn't even realized that he spoke until the Uchiha was pulling away. For a second he feared that the raven was leaving, but when his wide eyes took in Sasuke's slight smirk he knew that the man wasn't going anywhere.
"Usuratonkachi, I haven't done anything yet."
"Yeah," The blond agreed; wrapping his arms around the pale man's neck and tugging him back down. "Let's fix that." He murmured before their mouths met and merged together.
Sasuke's tongue reached out, sliding feather-light across the blonds' bottom lip, soothing the other man's slowly fidgeting nerves. And it worked. The whole churning knot of butterflies in Naruto's stomach eased almost instantly into a small swarm. The pleasant warmth of it soothed his blood, heating the skin wherever the raven touched him.
This was it, Naruto thought when Sasuke's hand traced back up between them to toy with his already abused nipple. This was the passion he had been looking for. This was that love he hadn't been able to find in Iruka or Shikamaru or any of his other friends. This was it.
That knowledge sent a shock of warmth along his skin, or maybe that was because the raven had started to kiss his way down Naruto's jaw.
Either way it didn't matter, the blond moaned and turned his head to give Sasuke's wandering mouth more room to work. The sweep of soft lips pressing against the untried nerves of his neck had Naruto arching into Sasuke's body. Their hips met, the hard flesh, the product of arousal. It was so different, being held under and made to feel this pleasure instead of doing the holding and the pleasing.
And then those sinful lips found the curve, just between neck and shoulder as Sasuke's fingers tweaked a nipple and the pulsating thrust of hips merged together.
The blond gasped and arched up again, forcing his fully erect member up into the raven's in a new staccato. The heat burning low in his belly had grown, enlarged and was threatening to overwhelm him already. Naruto fought down the urgent cries of his body. He wouldn't humiliate himself by coming already. He knew that much about sex.
But it seemed that Sasuke had other plans.
The man's mouth traveled down, easing ever so slowly to the collarbone. Pale pink tongue mapped Naruto's sternum, eliciting fresh pants and moans from his blond beauty with every sweep.
The lightest brush of fingertips ran along the edge of Naruto's sweatpants, tickling sensitive skin. The blond squirmed but didn't protest when his pants were drawn down and off. Then his last barrier was gone. Now he lay sprawled out on the bed, his naked body open for Sasuke to observe.
Sasuke's hand brushed over the blonds' hip and Naruto trembled with anticipation or trepidation he wasn't prepared to say. He closed his eyes, turning his face into the pillow when those beautiful fingers began to carefully message the bones.
"Don't turn away." Sasuke breathed against the sensitive curve of his neck, nipping the nerves to get Naruto's attention.
Naruto turned back and caught the raven's mouth in a hesitant kiss. Sasuke seemed to approve. The blond heard what sounded suspiciously like an 'hn' against his tongue before he was thoroughly distracted by fingers wrapping completely around his manhood.
Naruto gasped, tasting the raven's sweet exhale. The warm mint mingled with a heady rush of pleasure as Sasuke began a rhythmic pull.
He didn't even notice this mind leaving and he certainly didn't miss it. The only thing he was aware of was the sharp descent into utter bliss. Unconsciously the blonds' hips thrust into that strong grip, tossing his head from side to side while murmuring incoherence. He couldn't have stopped himself if he tried.
From somewhere off in the haze above him Sasuke spoke. "Easy," The tempo of the raven's fingers slowed and Naruto growled, his instincts searching for the release his body craved. "Don't push. Just let this happen, Naruto."
"I need to cum," He would have winced that the breathlessness of his own voice had he cared. But at the moment, the only concern he had was his own body's denied release. His hand reached around to grasp Sasuke's and he began a punishing rhythm with their joint hands, his hips gyrating in swift counterpoint. "I'm so close, so close. Please Sasuke, make me cum."
The raven's thumb pressed into the vein feeding Naruto's cock at the same time he bit the blonds' erogenous nape.
"Then cum,"
The breath was stolen from Naruto's lungs. His world went pure white, blissfully quiet and drowning in sensuality. His fingers reached blindly out and found Sasuke's face in the midst of his skyward ascent. He wrapped his arms around the man's shoulders and pulled him close, fusing their mouths with the pleasant warmth of afterglow settling in his veins.
They lay still and silent; for how long neither was completely sure. But it wasn't until Naruto had finally caught his breath that he realized just how tightly he was holding the raven to his chest and that the raven hadn't orgasmed.
"Sorry," He murmured, fighting down a blush as he let the man go. "Here, I'll take care of you."
But when he reached down to the front of the Uchiha's pants and the man's straining arousal, Sasuke caught them. He pinioned the tan wrists in one hand, pushing them to rest above Naruto's head.
The two men just stared at each other for long moments and Naruto understood. This wasn't over.
Sasuke's pale fingers disappeared from his wrists. But Naruto wasn't left wondering for long. The blond let out a long pleased moan when those delicious fingers started messaging their way down his body for the second time that day.
Fingertips lingered for half-a-second on nipples, tickling tips just long enough to get them standing at attention. And then the raven's hands were working their way still further down to his reawakening cock. The rough satin of fingers pressed into clenching stomach muscles. Delicately, they traced the long spiraling circle of his tattoo, inwards until they reached the center and Sasuke's tongue filled the small divot.
Naruto groaned in protest when the wonderfully torturous tongue was removed. It turned into a breathless keen half-way through; when Sasuke's tongue found a new playground farther down.
"Sa…ah…stop…" Naruto pushed at the raven's forehead. The sensation was so much, too much. He was getting hard again and he hadn't satisfied Sasuke yet. It was unfair.
But his hands were captured and tangled thoroughly in the raven's hair. Naruto hummed an inquiry just as his member was encased in wet warmth. He tossed his head, the pleasure surrounding and caressing every inch of exposed skin.
Hands pressed his hips into the mattress and Naruto realized he had been humping Sasuke's face. Heat coursed over his cheeks, flushing down his neck and chest. But the embarrassment didn't last long. Sasuke wanted his blood in other portions of his anatomy.
He gave Naruto's cock a long hard suck, drawing out the blonds' enthralled cry like thread from a spool. And then Naruto was in heaven.
Sasuke's tongue toyed and teased, playing at the throbbing vein feeding Naruto's very awake cock. He tortured the blond by alternately sucking and humming while his hair bobbed up and down.
Naruto was no longer trying to stay quiet. Loudly and lustily he shared his pleasure with anyone who would listen.
And then the delicious mouth was gone. Naruto hissed when his wet cock met cool air. He grasped for the suddenly elusive head of silken strands, but his fingers met only air.
And then the scent of Uchiha Sasuke was filling his nose. The warmth of the man's body poised over him. Blue eyes opened and met ebony filled with a passion that stole the breath from his lungs. This was all so surreal.
The words were whispered along the skin of his neck. "I'm going to be inside of you."
Naruto pushed aside the urge to tremble and protest. He was a man. He wasn't going to whine and wince and complain. This was…his choice. This was Sasuke.
He heard a sharp 'pop' and then the creamy smearing sound of wetness against fingers. Naruto was about to ask Sasuke what he was doing, but the sensation of cool slippery fingers against his puckered entrance gave him an answer.
The digits slowly circled, drawing out the moment, the anxiety and anticipation. And then slowly, oh so slowly, the breach, stretch, push. Naruto wasn't sure how he should respond to this careful penetration, half-way between pulling away and waiting to see what came next.
It didn't exactly hurt. It wasn't the greatest feeling in the world, since where Sasuke was touching wasn't, technically speaking, an 'in' hole.
The finger paused for a moment. Sasuke seemed to sense that Naruto needed a breather. But he started twisting the digit around, rubbing Naruto's walls, coating them with the lubricant on his finger. It was still a little cold. The blond shivered and his body involuntarily clenched down on the duel invasion of cold and finger.
"Don't," Sasuke continued to coat Naruto's inner walls. "Relax,"
Naruto was about to ask if he wasn't supposed to relax or if it was the reflexive tightening of his muscles which Sasuke had forbidden when suddenly his body was on fire. This was not the sweet smoldering flame that lingered when Sasuke caressed his skin or teased his nipples. It was ten times hotter than the searing blaze that wrapped around him when that beautiful tongue had explored every millimeter of his cock. It was…
"What was that?" Naruto gasped out. Sasuke only smirked and this time the blond felt the finger brush against his walls as the wave of wondrous bliss crashed over and through him.
Sasuke didn't give him time to recover before he was rubbing that 'whatever' inside Naruto that had the blond writhing and begging for more. On and on the incredible heat gushed. Higher and higher he climbed the steep slope to climax. Energizing, enthralling, exhausting. He didn't want this to end, he never wanted this feeling to go away. If he could have, in that moment, Naruto would have stayed in that bed for the rest of eternity. This was air. This was breath. This was heaven.
He was close. So very close. He could see the pinnacle, could feel his body rising to grasp hold. Reaching, straining, clutching…so close.
The fingers stopped.
Fingers…
Then the ache in his backside registered and Naruto's corresponding hiss was not one of pleasure.
"Naruto," Once again, Sasuke whispered to the hollow of his throat. The raven's tongue slipped out and touched the cavity.
He had slipped the second digit inside while Naruto was distracted. Inserting a third, however, was going to prove more of a challenge. It was odd. While he knew himself to be a man of infinitesimal patience, he was fighting the urge to bury himself deep and tight and hard into Naruto's untried flesh. The idea of it was compelling. Even though he knew that it would only be a short amount of time before it became reality, the thought still tugged at him. He had never, but once wanted someone with such vehemence, but he wanted to see Itachi dead, Naruto…
The raven focused back on the beautiful tanned body spread out before him. He could analyze this later.
"I will continue to stretch you. When you say wait, I will." He began to ease his fingers slowly in and out of Naruto. The blonds' forehead wrinkled, but he didn't make a sound. Steadily the raven worked, slowly gaining speed. When he knew Naruto would not reject the action completely, Sasuke scissored the two digits.
In a sudden flurry of movement Naruto's arms wrapped themselves around the ravens' neck and his grunt of pain was lost inside Sasuke's mouth.
If Sasuke had been a different lover, he would have murmured encouragement to the blond. He would have whispered endearments and love words while he prepared Naruto to receive him, perhaps to lessen the pain. But he was not another man. He was Uchiha Sasuke.
His fingers spoke for him. While the first hand continued its slow rhythmic stretching, the digits of his left had wrapped around Naruto's shaft and began stroking in a sharp counterpoint.
The blond began to shift. His muscles began to spasm. The sensation of pain mixed with the pleasant attention Sasuke was giving his cock. He wasn't sure which to pay attention to, didn't know which he ought to be feeling. They were so sharp, so different, like two sides of a coin, light and dark, black and white. It was a sensation Naruto had never experience before in his life. It was a combination he was slowly becoming addicted to.
His hands weren't still either. As Sasuke continued to prepare him, his own fingers were restlessly exploring every inch of the Uchiha's body as he could reach. Suede skin covered sinew and subtly corded muscle. The power and flex under his hands made him dizzy with desire. What lay just under the surface, this incredible strength no one would understand unless they touched Sasuke, was his to know.
A shock of ecstasy boiled across Naruto and he shuddered from the sheer might of it. It was then he realized that the pain had bled away, leaving only a thick sensual burning in its wake.
A third finger had been added. The full thickness weighed on Naruto's insides like lead. He felt so crammed, to the brim. But didn't hurt anymore. Instead all he could feel was the urge to press Sasuke's fingers deeper. He wanted more, needed more.
"Sasuke, please," He begged, didn't know what he was begging for, but he couldn't stop the stream of words, pants, moans from tumbling out.
The fingers left, but something else much larger was at his entrance now. Naruto swallowed hard when he realized just what that larger thing was. His head turned, his eyes screwed shut as he braced himself.
But fingers were pulling his face back, and a calm voice was speaking, urging him into action. "Naruto, look at me."
Naruto forced his eyelids to lift one centimeter at a time. They were so heavy, but when obsidian met cerulean, everything else in the world disappeared.
Every time he looked into Sasuke's eyes, the sensation was the same. He was drowning in black. But this time, the sensation of being swallowed whole by this man was not daunting. It was enticing; so different from the first time he had been entranced by these eyes.
"Don't look away."
Then Sasuke was pushing forward, the nudging becoming a steady pressure. And slowly, ever so slowly, Naruto felt himself being impaled on the raven's rigid flesh.
It hurt. It was worse than the fingers had been. Naruto felt the slickness that meant lubricant, but that couldn't stop the oddness of the stretch from tipping over into pain. He didn't cry out, didn't say a word, he wouldn't scream like a girl. But just when the pressure had reached unbearable it stopped. Naruto blinked, trying to clear his eyes. He wasn't crying; he just had something in his eye.
Sasuke was still watching him, his assessing gaze locked on his face. Naruto felt himself getting hot and not in the way he would have expected. Sasuke was staring into his eyes, his cock buried inside of the blonds' tight heat and instead of feeling weird or self-conscious, Naruto felt…sexy.
He was the only thing that Sasuke was looking at, the only thing that mattered to him in the world. There was only them, this bed and the dwindling pain.
"I'm going to continue."
Naruto could only nod and wait for the press to begin. It did, but it wasn't as bad as the first time. Actually, it wasn't awful at all anymore. He could feel every inch of Sasuke sliding into him. And then that spot inside of him was touched and Naruto gasped.
Sasuke stopped once more, but only when he was trapped completely in his lovers' incredible body. He waited for the signal; when the pain was gone. He did not have to wait long.
"Are we just going to lay here like this for the rest of the day?" The blond huffed.
The raven's answer was a sharp drawing back and thrusting of his hips.
The motion and corresponding jolt of pleasure caught Naruto by surprise. He shouted and tossed his head back, his fingers scrabbling for purchase against the raven's sleek hide.
"Look at me," Naruto did and was immediately lost in a world of pure sensation. As Sasuke began to thrust, a measured beat that touched against that place ever y time, their gazes locked.
Every molecule in his body was on fire, a storm was ripping away every rational thought, stripping him down to raw awareness. He felt the smooth glide of Sasuke's cock, drawing out, eliciting moans, plunging in, making him cry out.
Naruto's fingers pressed into the raven's taut back. It was a foundation, a solid place to hold. He brought his legs up, wrapping them around the Uchiha's pistoning hips. The raven breathed out and twisted, doubling his pace. It was so much, the glorious penetration now that pain was gone; the hot burning lust was too much. Naruto felt like he was coming apart at the seams every time Sasuke's hard thrusts pounded into him.
The Uchiha's gaze had turned stormy. The passion, the full effect of that dark thunderhead threatened to overwhelm Naruto, just like the energy building between them. He was swimming in a black sea in the midst of a hurricane and he could do nothing but hold on to the source of this danger, this ravenous power. He was being swept up, swept over, pulled under and could only cry out to the heavens in avaricious intoxication.
He had no idea what the raven could see in his eyes, but at the moment, all he cared about was the heady rush of climax, so near, so close.
He ground his heels into the small of Sasuke's back and pushed his hips up, screaming out the raven's name with each ferocious hit to his spot. He was seeing stars, the pinpricks glistening in Sasuke's eyes.
Something spilled inside of him, warm, thick and wonderful.
And then he was rushing up to meet them when his climax hit. It tossed him high, dragged him down and drowned him in electricity. It crashed over him again and again, shrouding his mind in thick rosy fog, his body thrashing and arching into Sasuke.
Somewhere in the hazy distance of reality he heard the words.
"Sasuke, ah! I-I love you! I love you so much!"
The fog around him began to fade. Swirling mist of pleasure still touched his body. The waves still lapped tenderly upon his skin, but sweeter, the after.
They were both breathing hard, though Sasuke looked largely unaffected by the lovemaking. Bastard.
Naruto smiled and urged the raven's head down. He kissed the soft lips, the taste of sweat mingling with mint and it was even more addicting.
From the floor came a low buzz. It stopped, took a breath and buzzed again.
"Your phone is ringing."
"Yeah,"
The device on the floor continued to snarl angrily, but the Uchiha didn't move from their tangle of arms and legs.
The blond shifted, reaching for the phone. Pale fingers wrapped tan wrist, pulling it back.
"Leave it,"
"But,"
"Leave it,"
Sasuke rolled, moving the blond to the other side where they could no longer reach the device.
"Sleep,"
N growled drowsily against the man's smooth chest. "You're bossy, you know that?" He had dropped off a minute later however, his arms wrapped lovingly around the raven's body; a content smile spread over his mouth.
Sasuke watched his lover sleep for a time, black eyes moving over features relaxed in unconscious. A hand reached up, the pad of one finger tracing the scars on Naruto's cheek. It struck him that he was never so tender with a lover. The urge to stay after he had taken his satisfaction had never manifested itself until today.
The raven pondered his motivations while Naruto's hot breath played rhythmically across his collarbone. He found that he could not reasonably quantify this necessity. He desired it and there was no reason why he should not. Therefore, he would.
But his intellect was not satisfied with that reasoning. It urged him to explore the why which facilitated the desire. That he could find no logical explanation for his want was unsettling.
He eased away from Naruto's tight embrace. It seemed that the blond was a something of a heavy sleeper, because after only a slight frown and restless shift, Naruto settled back to his dreaming.
Sasuke reached down. He pulled his phone from the pocket of his carefully folded pants.
The voicemail screen popped up the instant his thumb touched the screen. Karin had left him a message.
Sasuke stared down at the device nestled in his palm for long minutes.
Finally he stood. He pulled on his pants and stepped into the living room. The door was closed silently behind him. He saw no reason why Naruto's rest should be interrupted.
He keyed in his password and waited.
"Sasuke," Karin was excited, nearly ecstatic. Sasuke's eyebrow eased upwards. "I remembered it! I remember the smell!"
.XX.
Sasuke was gone.
Naruto had been having the most incredible dream. He had woken up and he and Sasuke had talked. The raven had touched him, massaged the tension from every inch of Naruto's body while he whispered three words over and over again.
But when Naruto's eyes opened, the raven was not in bed.
The blond rolled out of bed. Sasuke's pile of neatly folded clothing was nowhere to be found. He frowned and pulled his sweatpants on before meandering out into the living room.
He saw the sleek line of Sasuke's back and smiled.
"Hey," He walked up and suddenly didn't know what to do. He wasn't sure if his impulse to embrace Sasuke would be accepted. They had slept together, but still…this was all new territory for the blond. "You left."
Sasuke turned. Naruto's eyes went wide at the coldness, the calculation which had replaced the warmth, the passion, the…love?
The raven watched Naruto for a moment before he spoke, his voice as callus as his eyes.
"Run now or I will kill you."
"Sasuke, what are you talking about?" Naruto reached out only to have his hand brushed aside. And he was suddenly staring down the barrel of a gun.
"Kyuubi,"
His blood ran cold. The one word he had never expected to hear from Sasuke's mouth, his secret. But somehow the raven knew, was pointing a gun at his head. His mind spun, trying to understand everything that was happening.
"Sasuke," He tried not to look at the gun. "I…I don't know what you're talking about. What's a Kyuubi? I've never heard of that befor-"
"It was symbolic irony wasn't it?" The muzzle didn't waver. "You took the name of the gang which killed your parents. It makes sense. That irony wouldn't have escaped you." Sasuke's cold hard eyes were boring mercilessly into Naruto's, and he continued to speak, pulling apart the blonds' protests of innocence. Fact after fact, the evidence piled up. There was nothing Naruto could do to stop the words, nothing to understand the hatred in Sasuke's eyes.
"Sasuke, this is me. Why does it matter that I'm Kyuubi. I'm still Naruto, that's all that matters."
"Fool," The raven said. "It matters because you and I are mortal enemies."
"What?" The blond shook his head. He didn't understand…
The cold metal pressed lightly into the flesh of his forehead. "I am Boss Hebi."
No, no, no, no, this was wrong. This was all wrong. This had to be a dream, a nightmare. He stared in horror at the man who had just made love to him, at the man he loved, at the man who was holding a gun to his head.
He stood, frozen as the realization of all that had transpired sunk in. He was an idiot. He had never paid attention to Boss Hebi's scent. At the time he'd figured that he could do it later. It never registered, the voice, the scent, the figure. He had divided his world into two very separate, very distinct realities. They never intersected, never crossed…until Shikamaru…until…Sasuke…
His eyes squeezed shut. He didn't want to hurt the raven. He knew that if he didn't, he was going to die, but…Sasuke…he couldn't hurt Sasuke.
The cold press against his forehead vanished and Sasuke's voice penetrated the black vale.
"Run, because I like the way you beg and cry out my name so passionately."
Humiliation accompanied the raven's cruelly cold words, striking Naruto a sharp blow to the face. He took a step back, forcing himself to look at Sasuke with sick eyes. The raven glared mercilessly back. He was a stranger to him now.
The blond turned and fled, Sasuke's final words ringing in his ears.
"The next time we meet, I will kill you."
Author's note: No, this is not the end. I wish that I could end it on an even number like 20, but fate was not so kind. Anyway, what think you all of my first ever sex scene? I think I botched it pretty good, but let me know how I can get better.
Um, I looked things over and there are going to be about 5 or 6 more chapters. We are almost done.
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Until next time!