Hello again! Saki here with a new chapter. At first I was planning on doing this, but I just HAD to! With all of the sweet comments from people, it just boosted up my confidence. So I decided that if the demand was high enough on this story, I will continue with chapters. I'm still not great with separate, so please forgive me. But, again if the demand is high enough (at least three reviews asking for it) I will continue to update once a week with chapters that hold a great cliff hanger. :) Review please!
(By the way all credit goes to the original author of the Naruto & Naruto Shippuden series :])
I woke up the next morning with a light and fluttery feeling in my stomach. I stretched out and then realized I was lying on top of something foreign. I rubbed my eyes from sleep and checked out the cushion. However, it wasn't just a cushion. "Ah, Sasuke!" I whispered loudly, covering my mouth right after the statement. Luckily, the snoozing teme didn't awake from his slumber. I let out a heavy sigh of relief and carefully came to a sitting position.
I then recalled the events from last night. Sasuke and I had basically confessed our feelings for each other, but why was I having trouble believing that? Was it because the trust I held so dearly for him, was just thrown away? Was it because I was still confused on my feelings? I wasn't quite to sure on the answer for either of those questions. Although, I wasn't terribly ecstatic to learn it. I slid cautiously off the couch and stood awkwardly. I didn't know what to do exactly. I could stay, but then what if Sasuke didn't want me here? I could also walk out, but what if Sasuke becomes offended? I pinched the bridge of my nose and closed my eyes. Really, if you think about it, deciding on such a simple action should not take this much effort. Why was I being so wishy washy about this? It's not like it would be a one night stand, technically, if I walked out. Even so, I want to hear his tender voice again.
I was still astonished at his presence. It had to have been a couple of years since I last saw him. Now here he is, sleeping soundly in front of my very eyes.
Just then, obnoxiously, my stomach growled of hunger. I mentally cursed the noise and stalked quietly towards his kitchen. I ravaged his fridge, picking out egg rolls and some sushi. It wasn't a typical meal I would eat, but since it was there, I might as well try it. I put down my food and searched around for silver ware. After many dreadful moments of looking for eating utensils, I finally opened a drawer full of them. My face gleamed with sudden happiness and I took out a fork victoriously. I skipped back to my holy grail of food and began to chow down. It was all so mesmerizing and delicious, that I could extremely distracted from the shinobe that was on the couch.
"Naruto?" He spoke suddenly, and obviously groggily. I glanced up and let a piece of my sushi fall from my fork. "Good morning." I muffled through the food. "I see you made yourself at home." Sasuke pulled his usual smirk and leaned over the kitchen island. I looked back to my food and glided the plate over to him. "You can eat some." I offered, still chewing the sushi. "Weren't you taught to not speak with your mouth full?" Sasuke teased, and then coolly shoving a piece of sashime in his mouth. I blushed from embarrassment and successfully finished chowing down.
"Question." Sasuke said suddenly, spinning the fork I gave him in small circles. I nodded slightly to cue him to continue. "Why were you tping my house last night?" He asked, still spinning his fork. "Well, Shikamaru thought it would be a good idea to do reckless things on the last day of high school." I explained shortly. "Ah." he mouthed, dropping his fork on to the granite counter. I awkwardly looked down at the crumbs that were once my food. "I think I should go." I excused, before cleaning up after myself. As I was placing my dishes into the sink, a hand tugged my own. "Please stay." he pleaded like a child. "We can watch a scary movie!" He suggested. I gulped softly and reluctantly agreed. "Okay that's sounds nice." Little did he know, I was terrified of horror films. "Yes!" He became significantly more excited. I sat on the couch and tried to cool my nerves. Sasuke popped in the disc and sat back next to me.
Almost immediately after pressing play, I was welcomed with slashing, blood, guts, and shrieks of terror. After every jump scare, it sent me into Sasuke's awaiting arms. I trembled against him and he paid no mind. He seemed so fixated on the gore and violence on the screen. I never understood the fascination of this drama. Maybe it was the satisfaction of a bimbo with fake boobs getting axed by the insane murderer. Even it wasn't, that was the only satisfaction I gained from it.
After the movie, Sasuke started to comfortingly pet my blonde hair. "You should have told me you would be scared." I turned away from his face and muttered, "I didn't want to disappoint you." He turned my head back to him by chin and stretched his hand on my jaw. "I would have watched anything else if it meant that you would enjoy it. Hell, I would even watch Barbie." He joked, with a small smirk crawling on his face. "That would be even scarier than the movie." I joked back. We laughed at each other, but that was soon met with a silence and an intense stare. We didn't speak a word, for our eyes did the talking. This was perfection at its finest. I could never replace the moment that we were now sharing.
I cupped the right side of Sasuke's neck and tugged him gently towards me, silently asking for a taste of mouth. Sasuke closed the space between our lips passionately. Our mouth's moved in unison, which also allowed Sasuke to easily slip his tongue inside. He explored each dip and crevice that was in my wet cavern.
From what was a passionate kiss, it now grew to be more heated. Our tongues were fighting for everlasting dominance and sweet moans were exchanged. Like having our mouth's in a frenzy, Sasuke trailed them down to my neck and impatiently searched for my sweet spot. Wasting no time, it was found and I let out a groan of pleasure to prove it. He sucked on the spot, as I slid my hands under his black wife beater and rubbed his abdomens. He arched his back slightly from the move, but almost instantly recovered. When I could feel a hickey forming, Sasuke lifted his head back to my face. "Do you mind?" He asked, already pushing up the hem of my shirt. I shook my head and he happily removed it and tossed it across the room. He went back down to my neck, but he went down lower. His tongue licked my nipples and he sucked on them. Almost instinctively I grinded my growing hard on against his groin. I don't know what possessed me to do this, maybe it was sickly sweet of the taboo and steam that was taking over. Sasuke let out a moan of pleasure and gratitude and invited his hand to rub my member. I wrapped my legs around his hips and threw my head slightly back. In the midst of thrusting and rubbing, I had lost all sense it what was right. Along with that, I lost all of my conscious to care. I knew what I wanted, and I wasn't about to toss it away.
I could feel my erection throbbing, so I assumed Sasuke was going through the same pain. So, I decided that there would be no harm done if I just, helped him out. I slid down his black and green plaid pajama bottom and licked my lips when I saw an exposed hard on. I parted completely from his and slithered down so I was face to organ with his man hood. I pushed down his underwear and licked the tip of him teasingly. I did this for a while before Sasuke groaned, "Don't tease me." I smirked and fitted his length in my mouth. I bobbed my head and made sure that I got every part of the sensitive skin wet. While doing so, Sasuke had found a position where he could also pump my erection with his hand. He went from soft to harm, from slow to fast. His movements were exhilarating.
At about the same time, we clenched our legs tightly. Then, without warning, we released. I cleaned him off with my tongue and then licked off the rest from my face. Sasuke did the same, but he had to get most of it in his hand before swallowing. As he did so, he seductively licked and sucked his finger. I bit my lip slightly and pulled him back on me.
We were both panting and sweaty. We entangled ourselves together and tried to catch our breath. How could something so beautiful be a sin? Nothing that felt this good, should relate to something that bad. Even so, I will continue with this "taboo" as long as I live.