DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters. (Though the OCs are mine!)

WARNING: Lemon. . . Don't like, just skip it then.

Webs of Deception

Chapter Thirty-Two

Bring Me Back to Life

An annoying beeping sound was the first thing Naruto heard as he stirred from unconsciousness. It wracked through his head like a sledgehammer would against a brick wall. It wasn't pleasant, and it only increased his growing headache. Then the smell hit him out of nowhere. He felt his features scrunched up in disgust. It reeked of antibiotics, and that smell alone was making him nauseous. Without putting much thought into it, he let his head fall to the side where another much more alluring smell was coming from. Calming the nauseousness and easing his pounding headache to the point where he just wanted to go back to sleep.

"Dobe?"

A voice broke through the haze of his half-sleep. It appealed to him in such a way that he forced his lead weighted eyelids to open. He almost re-closed them when the sweet scent came closer to him, enveloping him in its' aroma. Through his blurred vision, he could barely make out something dark in front of him.

"Naruto?" the voice said again, placing something warm on his face.

He blinked, making an attempt to focus both his vision and mind. After a few times, the dark thing in front of him cleared, revealing a navy blue covered chest. His brows furrowed as he moved his eyes upward to get a look at the person who had their hand on his face in such an intimate way. He was met with worried and anxious features of Sasuke.

Sasuke? He tried to think back to why Sasuke was even next to him. Everything was so cloudy and unclear. Causing him to find it hard to pin point the reason why. Why was Sasuke standing next to his bed looking like he hasn't gotten a full nights sleep in days? Why was he gazing down at him with such relief and happiness in those usually guarded eyes? Why was he being so gentle with his caresses like he was going to break? It was confusing only because he didn't have the answers.

Thinking harder against the fog in his head, he tried to remember what happened. What event could bring the normally groomed Uchiha to neglect himself this badly?

And then, like a floodgate cracking and crumbling to pieces, all the memories came flooding back. It filled his mind, consumed it with its' hollow pain. But his chest didn't constrict until he couldn't breath. His body didn't tremble uncontrollably. Nor did tears gather and fall relentlessly. No, nothing occurred.

Because he couldn't feel a damn thing.

"Naruto?" Sasuke repeated, subconsciously holding his breath for any kind of response from the blond. He couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong. Naruto was just staring at him before with a look that he could only associate with confusion, and then suddenly it flattened, transforming into a blank slate. He couldn't read the blond at all. But what scared him most were his eyes. They held a hollowness in the place where a blazing fire used to rage.

Was there something else wrong? This was a question that caused the utter joy he felt less than a minute ago to twist and warp into dread. Was the constant fear of losing Naruto right before his eyes not over?

For a whole week, he was terrified that Naruto would flat line forever. Leaving him behind once again in a life that held nothing without him. Even when Ruri told him that Kyuubi was healing the deterioration within his body, it still didn't comfort him in the least. Then there was the fear of the Council returning. He's already received a summons to appear in front of the Council. It was too much of a coincidence for it to be anything other than being a part in the intimidation of speaking to the injured Akuma leader.

That summons came two days ago, and he hasn't even thought about showing up. But since then, he's been half expecting all hell to break loose outside the room. For the Council at any moment to come bombarding themselves within the room, only to find out about Naruto and killing him upon sight. It was these thoughts that have been haunting him since the Council made themselves known. They just wouldn't stop. This was one reason he was hoping beyond hope that Naruto was fine so they could remove him from the hospital and ensure he wasn't just sitting here waiting for their return.

It was so frustrating that there was so much that could take his dobe away and he could barely do anything about it. Why couldn't he protect what meant most to him? Why did he have to feel so helpless. . .?

". . .ter. . ."

Sasuke jerked himself out of his somber thoughts when a noise came from the body on the bed. "What?" he questioned as he stared at the awake blond like he was his very own lifeline.

Naruto closed his eyes and grimaced, his throat moving like he was attempting to swallow. It was then that Sasuke suspected of what the other said.

"Let me get you some water." he spoke while already moving away from the bed and toward the bathroom. For some unknown reason there were plastic cups stashed in the cabinet underneath the bathroom sink. It was a weird place to put them, but right now, he wasn't going to question there convenient location.

He came out of the bathroom with a full cup of water, and quickly went back to his position by the dobe's bed. Just seeing him still awake had his breath leaving his lungs. So much relief. . . so much weight being lifted from him at seeing those sapphire orbs staring half-lidded back at him. This was the reassurance he needed. Even though he knew it wasn't quite over yet. . .

"Do you think you can sit up?" Sasuke asked while placing the glass of water on the floor. He knew beforehand that he would need both hands because Naruto shook his head no. The blond still looked too weak to move too much. He hooked his arms underneath Naruto's and gently hoisted him up a little. Carefully keeping his eyes on the others' features to make sure he didn't cause him any sort of pain. The only expression that crossed his face was one of slight discomfort.

Once Naruto was partial sitting up, he brought the glass of water from the floor and placed it near the blond's chapped lips. He gently rubbed his thumb against the others' temple as he tipped the glass, letting small amounts of water slip between slightly parted lips. After a few sips, Naruto jerked his head to the side, causing some water to dip down his chin, and coughed.

Sasuke placed the water back down on the floor and when he stood straight again, sapphire orbs were back on him. They stared at him with blank concentration that he found himself unable to speak under their gaze.

Naruto coughed under his breath before he opened his mouth and spoke in a severe raspy and cracked voice, "You've been here the entire time?"

A pang of hurt resounded through his chest at the question. Why would he even ask that? And it wasn't even how he asked it, because there was no emotion behind the question, it was just the question itself that had his heart clenching painfully. He could have sworn that he made his feelings quite clear to the blond before any of this happened. Apparently not enough though. This question proved that there was still doubt within his blond. Still something that didn't completely believe in the love he held for him.

Once he got better, Sasuke vowed he was going to change that. To ensure that Naruto knew that he loved him alone and no one else.

Instead of showing the hurt he felt, he smiled lopsidedly and sat down in the chair he's become quite use to over the past week. He would even swear that the plastic has formed a butt groove. "Yeah, dobe. . . been here the entire time."

Naruto didn't respond back, only stared at him blankly. Which Sasuke found completely strange coming from the blond. It wasn't like him at all. And it was causing his body to tense at the abnormality of it while his mind ran away with itself in wonder again. But fortunately before his mind could up with some wild ideas, the door behind him opened and—by the chakra signature—Itachi stepped into the room. It was this time when Naruto removed his eyes from him and glanced over at the space where he suspected his older brother stood.

The next thing Sasuke heard was the door reopening and Itachi ordering, "Ryutaro, go get Tara. Tatsuo's awake." Then the door re-closing and footsteps coming closer to them.

He felt his brother's presence coming up from the other side of bed, but he didn't look away from Naruto's face. He stared intently at the blond's features to see if they would change even in the slightest. To see if he was just being extremely paranoid and imagining there was something else wrong with Naruto.

"How long has he's been awake?" Itachi asked.

Absentmindedly, he answered his brother. "Only a few minutes."

Out of the corner of his eye, Sasuke noticed Itachi stepping further up the side of the bed. "How are feeling Naruto?" He was unable to begin answering, because the room's door reopened and bustling of feet came in.

"Taichou?" A masked and cloaked Ruri said as she briskly made her way to Naruto's unusually quiet form. Miki's presence was right behind her but he stopped at the foot of the bed, taking his position there. Itachi stepped back so Ruri could take the place where he previously stood. "How are you feeling Taichou?" Her hand already moving up to the blond's chest, then hovered as the limb began to glow green.

Naruto's flat expression didn't change when he answered her. "The same as usual."

The last word intrigued Sasuke. "The usual?" He wasn't going to let it slide if the other three knew why Naruto was acting the way he was.

A sigh came from Itachi, hesitation present. Ruri remained quiet as she continued examining Naruto while Miki's nervous shifting of feet behind him could be heard. Whatever it was, they were not overjoyed in informing him. But in the end, it wasn't any of them who spoke.

"Every illness has side-effects." came the raspy and cracked voice of his blond, immediately redirecting his eyes back to him. Naruto was looking at him again with the same dull gaze. It really did unnerve him. "After the negative chakra runs through my system and everything heals, there still one thing that's not right for a while afterward." By now, Sasuke's grip on the chair's arm was deadly, his knuckles most likely white from the tight hold. "For about a month I feel. . . detached from everything."

Detached?

"I don't really know how to explain it. . ." Naruto continued, ". . .but. . . the easiest is that I don't feel anything. Like there's a black hole sucking every emotion away." There was pause as Naruto averted his eyes away from him and to the floor. "And I hate it." The murmur almost unheard.

"We've done several things to possibly make the process pass faster—" Ruri said, lowering her hand back to her side, apparently done examining Naruto. "—but nothing helped. It continues until one day he just. . . feels again." She tilted her head down and spoke to Naruto, her tone filling with relief. "Kyuubi is healing you nicely. We should be able to move you out of the hospital tomorrow. But we won't be able to leave Konoha until at least the following day or so."

Naruto nodded slowly, looking so lost with his gaze still connected with the white tile floor. So unlike his usual bright personality that he just wanted to wipe it all away. This desire unconsciously caused his hand to move under the blond's chin and tilt his head upward to look at him. Those blank blues connected with his own as Sasuke lowered his head, until his lips were lightly pressed against the others'. And for a split second, surprise lit up the blond's sapphire orbs like a Christmas bulb. Such a beautiful sight. . .

He pulled back only an inch, his breath mixing intimately with the blond's who stared back at him. The small spark gone and replaced with that hollowness that Sasuke couldn't stand. It just wasn't a natural part of him. It was caused because of an injection. Something artificial. . .

"Make love to me." Naruto spoke evenly, making Sasuke's eyes widen and his breath hitch.

There's no way I heard him right. But the gasp beside him and the sputtering behind him proved that his ears weren't lying. Was he crazy? He could barely move and he wants him to initiate an activity like that. How could he even think that was alright? He shook his head lightly, stepping back and putting some distance between him and Naruto. There wasn't anything right about it. You just can't have sex with a person who was in his condition. That definitely ranked high up there on his wrong scale.

"That might actually help."

He snapped his head toward the one who spoke. . . his brother. Uchiha Itachi—the prodigy son of the family—thought having sex with an ill person was wise? Seriously, he must have been so sleep deprived that he was imagining this whole event, because no one in their right mind would agree with this.

"What the hell are you thinking?!" he yelled at Itachi at the same time as a protest came from Miki. "He's sick!" Trying to point out the obvious reason why their opinion was insane.

"I must agree with Itachi-san." Ruri said, causing Sasuke to turn his attention to her and think, They're all going insane. "Now listen Uchiha-san—" she continued, undeterred by the disbelieving glare he was giving her. "—sexual intercourse is one of the safest methods to transfer chakra from one person to another, and chakra is the one thing that Taichou needs the most right now. The more chakra he receives the faster he heals. And we need him out of Konoha as soon as possible."

Damn. . .she got me there. His eyes shut in a defeated manner while his hands rubbed his face tiredly. Chakra transference by sexual means was a subject he never delved into. Because—at the time—there was no way he was going to have sex with anyone. He didn't care who the hell it was, he wasn't—in anyway—allowing anyone near his dick. But specific situations tend to sneak up on you where that particularly information would have been useful. Right now was one of those specifics. Only because their reasoning prodded its way through his thick moral and actually made sense.

Yet, another problem rose, one that would throw the whole idea out the window—which part of him wouldn't mind so much—he had only a limited theory at how the whole procedure went. And when he says 'limited', he actually means he only knows the summery of what it suppose to do. That's the first and last thing he's ever read on the subject. The summery was all he needed before his stomach churned at the mere thought of having sex with someone else and threw the scroll where he read it from away—never to come back to again.

"Plus. . ." Ruri continued, tuning him back into what she was saying. "sexual intercourse with. . . you is the one thing we never tried with the detachment."

Let's hope not, he thought with a spike of jealousy. Sighing, he looked at Naruto whose been unusually quiet through this whole bizarre conversation. Though he didn't know why he was still surprised by the silence, you would think the initial shock of non-vocals from the blond would have worn off. But as he took in the impassive expression that one would most likely find on his own features, it still struck him like a physical punch. I can't believe I'm even considering this.

He looked away from the dull blues boring into him. "He can barely move." Trying to convince the other two that this whole thing was a bad idea for Naruto. It could make him worse. Sick people shouldn't participate in strenuous activities.

"Then, I guess you'll have to do most of the work."

The smug comment from his brother caused his eye to twitch in annoyance. Who knew that Itachi held a perverted old man inside. He would have never guessed it. Nor did he want to be enlightened now.

Glaring, he made one final—futile—attempt. "I don't know the procedure."

"You don't need to worry about that." Ruri said, "Kyuubi should do everything."

Maybe that should worry him more. Yet, that worry wouldn't come. Instead a spark of anticipation ignited, causing him to curse at the wrongness he should feel. But even that was slowly being drowned out by the growing anticipation.

"So, it won't hurt him anymore than he already is, right?" Miki said for the first time since his outburst before.

"Right." Ruri answered while Itachi's head nodded.

Tension lessened in Sasuke's shoulders at the answer. Wondering when the tension built for it only to be released when Ruri answered Miki's question. I won't hurt him then. Was that really why he was so reluctance in going through with this? Because he was afraid of hurting Naruto. Again.

Miki nodded. Then turned and walked toward the door. "Try not to be too loud. I don't want to hear you two going at it in the hall." he said over his shoulder as he exited the room. His comments feeling like blessings of approval.

Sasuke glared at the now closed door. Praying that the heat he felt in his face didn't show in a form of a heinous blush. A giggle from Ruri averted his glare from the door to the only other Akuma members in uniform. Once his glare was directed at them, Ruri instantly converted her giggle to resemble a cough. Her hand up before her mask where her mouth would be while her other hand laid upon Itachi's forearm, pushing.

"We'll give you two some privacy." Her comment only causing more heat to soar up to his face. Her implications quite clear.

Itachi eventually relented to her excessive pushing. Commenting, like he just couldn't help himself, as he was pushed toward and out the door, "Enjoy yourself, Otoutou. Don't be too rough."

Now, he knew he was blushing.

He slumped down in the chair once he and Naruto were alone again. Head falling into his hands to hide the flames lighting up his face. How embarrassing can this get? He was going good with the suggestion of sex but with those last comments, those sent everything to the home of embarrassment. They were probably standing out in the hall and just waiting for the moans to start.

If he just didn't get that little imagery, he'd be doing just fine.

"You don't have to do it, you know."

The flat voice of Naruto lifted his head from his hands. The blond faced away from him now. Those lifeless eyes not staring at him as they were.

Naruto stared down at the white sheet that covered his body. It felt like he was seeing everything in black and white, yet the colors could be perfectly seen. He hated the distance he felt. Like no matter how far he reached, he couldn't grasp onto anything real. And he hated every second of it.

That's the reason why he asked Sasuke to make love to him. When the raven kissed him, he felt—even if it was small—a twinge of emotion. Something that's never happened before now whenever he was like this. Maybe that's all he ever needed. . . It made sense. Sasuke was the one person who could ever make him feel anything real.

"I understand." he carried on. His voice lowered to a mere whisper. "I'm not gonna hold—" He stopped when a hand touched his cheek and pressed to turn his head the other way.

When his head was turned, he was greeted with Sasuke hovering over him. His brows knitted together, wondering why he was there if he didn't want to go through with it. All the time he watched the raven after his proposal, reluctance was the only thing he saw highlighting the others' features. He thought with the way Sasuke acted the days before his capture, that he would be willing. But he guessed he was wrong. If he could feel anything, he would probably feel dejected at the obvious rejection.

Sasuke's hand lingered on his face as he stared down at him with such intensity. Lust swirled and mixed with the hesitation that kept lowering every second. But the most prominent emotion that overshadowed them both was. . . love. Love for him.

A small patch of warmth sprouted in center of his chest. And he savored in it.

Soft lips gently collided with his own, sending lightning bolts of warmth skyrocketing throughout the rest of his chest. He sighed contently within the kiss. Moving his lips as sensually as Sasuke was against his own. A slick tongue swiped against his bottom lip, a shock of warmth being shot through the soft tissue. His mouth opened willingly, grating the unspoken request.

Sasuke's tongue plunged into his mouth. His eyes drifted closed at the heading flavor of the others' taste flowed over his taste buds. The warmth spreading downward and heating up as Sasuke pressed closer to him. Naruto tried to pull him closer still, wanting to feel even more, but his arms wouldn't lift from the bed. Still too weak.

The kiss was broken by Sasuke pulling back. He could have whined. Wait. He thinks he did. He didn't know, he was too far lost. Through half lidded eyes, he watched as Sasuke climb onto the bed and straddle his hips. His hands on either side of his head and his body hovering just an inch above his own. He gazed at the small distance between them. Unsurprised when he spotted he was sporting an erection. He could be on his death bed and he would still get hard for the youngest Uchiha. It seemed to be a natural reaction that nothing could stop.

He wanted that distance gone. He wanted to feel Sasuke's hard body against his own, driving away the emptiness. Please, just take it all away. . .

Sasuke leaned forward, stopping when his lips were just above Naruto's. A flicker of a flame shined within the sapphire he stared into. Those darkened twin orbs revealing the lust and absolute adoration that was directed at him only. Simple yet significant emotions. His cock twitched at the knowledge that they were even present because of him. That his presence could cause such a different within the blond. His blond.

More rough than he intended, he crushed his lips against Naruto's. Receiving a moan from his treatment. Thinking it was from pain, he softened his movements, slipping his tongue between parted lips and tasting the unique flavor that lived there. A tentative brush against his tongue issued a moan of his own. The action reminded him so much of their first time. How unsure the blond's tongue felt against his own. Passion surged, spurring him into balancing on one hand and using his other to remove the sheet covering him, throwing the material to the floor.

Air was needed, forcing him into detaching from those luscious lips only to reattach to his slender neck. He sucked and nipped at the flesh. Naruto tilting his head for him to have better access to his present enjoyment. In one long lick, he ascends to the blond's lobe. Nipping the flesh in fever and earning himself a moan he knew wasn't from pain. And he savored in the sound and the sounds of hard breathing from the blond, proofs of his enjoyment.

He trails his tongue down to his collar bone, then stops when he reached the top of the hospital gown. Frowning, he pushes up until he's leaning against the back of his heels. Naruto eyes open in a lazy manner. The blond glances over at him, not bothering to move his head, such a glazed, sensual expression adorning his features. For a moment, that's all he could see. His breath catching and his need spiking. So beautiful.

For the first time since getting on the bed, he let his body lower and touch the one beneath him. His erection pressing against the blond's. As he hissed out from white hot jolts of pleasure, Naruto gasped. They're eye contact never broke, even when Sasuke shifted forward some, slowly rubbing up against Naruto. Gods, he thought as he pressed harder to get more of that friction. More of that pleasure. . .

He bent back down, capturing Naruto's lips again. It didn't take long though before his lungs burned for oxygen. He let his head bury in the crook of the blond's shoulder, his hot pants falling on the others' ear while moans filled his own.

"Naruto. . ." he groaned, feeling his lower abdomen tighten at his building orgasm.

Dammit, if he didn't stop he was going to come.

With every ounce of willpower he had, he pulled himself away from the trembling and panting blond. Sitting back on his heels, he kept his gaze from Naruto and onto the white sheet showing through between two tan thighs. Maybe that wasn't the best idea to cool off his blood. Instead it pumped faster and heated up further as his eyes traveled up the span of those delicious thighs. Then it pooled in his groin and made him even harder when he came upon the tent in the hospital gown.

Reaching forward, he slipped his hands under the blond's body to untie the hospital gown. This action somber him up a little. Reminding him of the condition Naruto was in. His hands hesitated around the stings, rethinking what he was about to do. He's recovering. one half of his mind pushed through his haze of lust. While the other countered, But this is suppose to help him.

In the end, it wasn't his guilty conscience nor his neglected libido that solved his problem, it was Naruto.

"Sasuke. . ." the blond whined.

He looked up, into the blue depths of his lover. Those sapphires shined brilliantly with such emotion. Unlike before where hollow nothingness showed in those same depths. And he wouldn't risk in losing that intensity. Within a second, the hospital gown joined the sheet on the floor. He won't risk losing his love ever again.

Tan skin—slightly paler than his usual tone—was laid before him like a delectable dessert. He ran his gaze all over the exposed flesh, eating up the sight of it. From the flaming red cock framed with golden course hair to the toned lower abdomen. Then rising higher, he halted in his admiring when he came upon the edge of the bandage wrapping his torso. A distinct reminder of how close he was in losing his dobe. Too close. . .

Sasuke gently let his hand caress the bandaged area. Being mindful to keep his touch feather-light, not wanting to hurt his blond. The chest rose and fell in heavy breaths. And he relished in the fact that his world was still whole. Still with him.

Maybe he needed this just as must as Naruto did. To solidify the existence that laid before him. To make it all the more real. . .

Without anymore reservations, he dived in and kissed Naruto passionately. His hand slipped between them and grabbed onto the rock hard cock. Naruto's body jerked and his scream came out more like a gurgle with his lips covering his. He drank in the sound though, the vibrations traveling all the down his body and settling into his dick. He stroked the others' cock in teasingly slow jerks. Erotically enjoying every sound that he drank in fever.

Naruto broke the kiss. It didn't deter him though. He just moved on to the neck so pleasantly stretch out for him. Then slid down just underneath the bandage.

"Clothes. . ." A moan interrupted what the blond planned on saying when he flicked his tongue into his navel. ". . .off."

Sasuke chuckled. "Always so demanding dobe."

He pulled back an inch, lowering more and flicking his tongue out across the swollen head. Naruto's body jerked again, his hips barely coming off the bed in a shallow thrust. Sasuke chuckled again, sitting up and pulling his shirt over his head in one shift movement. Once his chest was bare of clothing, he glanced at his blond, feeling a hot gaze spreading across his skin. And as he suspected, Naruto's attention was directly on his chest, licking a burning trail from his chest to the waistband of his boxer briefs.

Smirking, he stood slowly. Watching as Naruto's eyes followed every moment he made and enjoying the utter attention he was receiving from the blond. On either side of the blond his feet were planted as he stood straight on top of the bed, his hands loosely clasping the button on his jeans. He kept his eyes in contact with sapphires as he unclasped his jeans and slid them and his boxer briefs down his legs.

A sharp intake of breath came from Naruto, his cock twitching and his hands loosely grasping the bed sheets. Sasuke got more turned on at the way his blond's attention lingered on his swollen cock. He tossed his clothes to the growing discarded pile of material before stepping off the bed.

"Sasuke. . . wha. . ." Naruto whined through panted breaths.

He shushed his blond with a chaste kiss. Then bent down and grabbed the half-full cup of water. Like their first time, he was unprepared. And with Naruto in his condition, he didn't want to use saliva. Which he thought made the stretching process go a little more roughly. So, he thought maybe water would make it go more smoothly. The only other type of lubricant he thought to use was the hand soap in the bathroom. But as soon as it crossed his mind, he dismissed it. He wasn't sure if it could be used for that kind of thing. And he wasn't taking any chances with his recovering lover.

With the plastic cup in hand, he climbed back onto the bed and straddled one of the blond's legs. He grabbed the other tan leg with his free hand and lifted it, slipping his arm under the knee and effortlessly holding it there. With the now extra room, Sasuke repositioned himself between the two gorgeous legs while pushing the leg still lying on the bed further over, opening the blond further up to him in a obscene way. A view that had him so close to coming that he had to grip the leg slung over his arm tightly to gain some control over himself.

"Fuck, Naruto. You're so god damn beautiful." Sasuke lowered his head toward the swollen shaft, letting his hot breaths fall on the sensitive flesh. He watched in fascination as the hard cock twitched under his teasing and precum beaded and dripped down the length of the shaft. "You have no idea how badly I want to take you into my mouth. To taste you." Naruto moaned slow and deep. "But I won't. Not until you can fully enjoy it."

He smirked when this time the blond let out a breathy whine of his name. He could definitely get used to hearing those sounds on a daily basis. Dipping his index finger into the cold water, he bent down further until he was able to suck upon the others' inner thigh. Using this as a distraction from the penetration his finger was committing.

Naruto tensed with a low hiss. The muscles squeezing around his finger in a such a delicious way that it caused him to moan against the tan thigh. He took it slowly as he pushed his finger in and out. His finger rubbing against the inner walls until Naruto relaxed around it. Then he pulled the appendage out and this time, dipped his index and middle fingers into the water, soaking them. As he moved his sucks and nips closer to the blond's ball sack but still not touching them, he pushed his fingers back into his dobe.

The same thing happened, his body tensed. But he relaxed quicker than before, allowing Sasuke to push his fingers deeper. He curled his fingers, remembering that Naruto screamed when he hit a particular spot. And he wanted to hear his blond scream.

It was like the heavens were answering his desire as he pushed his fingers deeply and was rewarded blissfully. . .

"Sasuke!" His body jumping a little from the stimulation.

Sasuke hummed against the tan flesh, "Did that feel good Naruto?" pulling his fingers out. The only answer he received was heavy panting from above. Which meant to him that he was doing things right.

Now he dipped his index, middle, and ring fingers into the water before pushing them into the blond. There was no tensing though, instead a barely noticeable push against them occurred. An action he wouldn't have noticed if he hadn't been concentrating on not hurting his dobe. His smirk was back at the eagerness he showed even through his inability to move much.

He licked a trail up to the taut stomach as he aimed for the blond's prostate on every inward thrust of his fingers. The jerks and twitches, screams and moans had him pulled thin on his self control. Then his control almost cracked completely on one combination of a deep moan that spread over six seconds and a small thrust. It was so close to his undoing that he had press his face against tan skin to gain some form of control over his lust.

In one shift movement, he withdrew his fingers and sat up. There was only so much he could take with Naruto writhing underneath him. He snatched the cup from the mattress. This is gonna suck. he thought just before he drenched his dick in cold water.

The sudden coldness sliding over his heated shaft caused a hiss to escaped his mouth. He heard a snort of amusement and he looked up to see Naruto smiling, his chest jumping like he was laughing silently.

"What are you smiling about dobe?" Sasuke said as he began to move his hand over his cock to warm up the liquid. "Think it's funny me having a chill through my dick?"

The amusement vanished when the blond opened his eyes and lowered to his hand moving along his cock. His sapphires glazed over with lust once again as they stayed glued to his nether regions. He felt his cock pulse underneath his hand at the intense gaze.

That gaze had the buzz of anticipation heightening, and when he stopped and removed his hand, the anticipation grew even more at the clear memory of being sheath in that tight heat.

He slid up along the tan body, initiating a passionate kiss when he was level with the others' swollen lips. He rocked his hips against tan ones, the head of his cock rubbing against the stretched entrance of the blond's. With a little nibble to the plumb bottom lip, he pulled back—without stopping the movement of his hips—and asked in a husky whisper, "Are you sure you can handle this?" That doubt of worry making itself known once again.

A small growl emitted from the blond's chest. And to Sasuke's ears, it sounded more like a warning growl. "I-If you s-stop now Uchiha Sasuke. . ." Naruto spoke lowly between pants, an intense fire burning in his narrowed sapphire eyes. "Y-You won't g-get between my l-legs for a long t-time."

Sasuke chuckled at the threat as he leaned down chastely kissed the blond's lips. "These extra noise you keep making, you're going to have to tell me about sometime. They're definitely a turn-on." He pushed himself back up into a sitting position. "But that discussion isn't for right now."

He dipped his hand into the water again and spread over his cock just to make sure it was lubricated enough. Then he scooted closer to Naruto's rear end, opening him up more by pushing the leg he never let go further out. Aligning himself up, he pushed the head of his cock passed the ring of muscles. A sharp breath he sucked in at the small amount of scorching heat he felt. So desperately did he want to just push fully inside in one quick thrust. But that would hurt his dobe. And with that one thought running in his mind, he held strong onto his last shred of willpower and steadily pushed himself in.

When he was sheath completely to the hilt was when he took a deep breath. He forced disturbing pictures of Sakura to the forefront of his mind to stop the orgasm that threatened to explode. When he was sure he wasn't going to come when his eyes landed on Naruto, he opened them and gazed down.

The already death grip on the tan leg tightened further as Naruto wiggled a little. Though the small movement was enough to cause him to moan at the sharp jolts of pleasure traveling through his body like electric currents. But even with the desire to move, he remained still. Even when Naruto wiggled slightly again, testing the strength of his last shred of self-control.

"Naruto. . ." Sasuke moaned, sliding his eyes closed. Only to open them the next second to be met with lidded sapphires staring back at him. Where before they were closed with a crinkled frown between the brows.

"Move." Naruto ordered in a breathy tone.

And that's the only word he needed to carefully pull out and push back in. Forcing his eyes to remain open to watch the blond's face for any indication of pain. But the only emotion passing across those tan features was bliss. And the sounds coming from those parted lips were nothing near pain. With the reassurance of the others' enjoyment, he shifted. Moving forward, he towered over the blond and brought the leg within is arm's grasp with him, allowing him deeper access within the scorching heat.

For years he tried to erase any form of this very kind of contact from his mind. And it didn't matter either. Just to erase the way their bodies fitted perfectly with each other. The intensity that overloaded all his senses and burned through him right down to his very soul. Every taste of ecstasy that rolled a crossed his taste buds. Every moment that made him feel whole. . .

All those memories that he could never really forget. . . they all came back.

Yet, there was no sadness. No desperate need to push them out of his mind to save him the stabbing pain. All there was. . . was a need to feel complete again. To have all of the man below him. All that was his. It's all he could ever remember wanting.

His thrusts quickened, pivoting in at an angle to strike the blond's prostate on every thrust. His end was coming quickly from the unbelievable sensations skyrocketing throughout his system and then settling in his lower abdomen. He wasn't sure if Kyuubi was taking his chakra or not, but with the state of mind he was in, it wouldn't surprise him if he ever noticed.

Sasuke smashed his lips sloppily against the blond's in a passionate kiss, slipping his tongue into the warm cavern and sensually caressing the others' tongue. He slid his tongue across the roof of Naruto's mouth before nibbling his bottom lip and whispering against the swollen flesh in a panted breaths. "I l-love you."

Naruto's eyes slid partly open—darkened and glazed with lust—but underneath that he could see the unadulterated love they held. So much love directed at only him. All his. . .

His stomach clenched in a way that had nothing to do with sex. This was the man who he fell completely in love with when he was a child. He was all his only for a brief night before he was taken from him. And now he's all his again. Heart, body, and soul. Just that knowledge sent his heart soaring to new heights.

The eye contact was broken when Sasuke snapped his hips forward, resulting in Naruto throwing his head back and screaming his name. He captured the blond's lips fiercely, feeling his climax approaching fast. Shifting his body, he balanced on the hand that held one tan leg while the other reach between them and grabbed the blond's neglected member. He jerked in time with his rapid thrusts, his mouth moving to the crook of a tan shoulder.

He pressed his forehead against the shoulder at the building pressure, his hot pants falling on the glistening skin. His thrusts became more jerky, more desperate for release. And just as he was ready to come, a scream of his name sounded through the air as hot cum splattered all over his hand and the muscles surrounding his cock constricted deliciously.

White invaded his vision fully. The pleasure not only blinding him visually but the other senses were overtaken by the soul racking ecstasy that he could only describe as heaven.

It only lasted for few moments before he was falling into darkness. . .