Bwa ha ha, time for another installment of the torture that is SasuNaru. If we didn't love it so much, we'd surely hate it for what it puts us through. Now everyone can finally know what happens to our favorite twosome after Naruto catches Sasuke having his solo fun. Enjoy, everyone, and be sure to review.
Dedicated to my darling Sora-chan. May her wings be every full of the warmest breezes, spread toward the sun, and carrying her far over the thorns laid beneath the feet of us all.
Disclaimer: I own it not; sadly, this is true.
Habitual Infatuation .::. Chapter Six
Oh God, Sasuke thought. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. He wasn't even religious, and that was all he could think. He felt a sharp pain in his cheeks and numbly realized that his fingernails were digging trenches into them. It was like they were trying to rip the blush right off of his heated flesh. Naruto had seen him. Naruto had heard him. Not to mention that he had heard himself. He'd been masturbating to the thought of another boy. It was odd that he'd spent all this time trying to make Naruto want him, but in the end he was the one caught in the act of wanting.
He flinched at the word 'end' as it resonated through his thoughts. This couldn't be the end. He needed to make this right, and he needed to make it right now. They couldn't stay in this forest forever, and as soon as Kakashi came back for them, there was no telling what Naruto would do.
Sasuke jumped to his feet, charged up and ready to chase after the golden-haired boy. He knew he had to catch him; what he didn't know was what he would do after that.
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Naruto couldn't breathe. There was no air anywhere in the vicinity of his lungs, he would swear it by any gods you put in front of him. He wheezed, feeling the painful tug of his lungs pulling at emptiness. His heart was pounding so furiously, he thought it would physically pull him back and forth, back and forth.
What had he just seen?
Naruto couldn't even make sense of the scene that had played out before him as if lived by a different person. He was merely a member of some demented audience, watching from afar while the plot unfolded. He'd been so confused after Sasuke fell on top of him. Every inch of his body that had come into contact with Sasuke had tingled, had felt positively electric. It felt good. But Naruto wasn't really sure what the feeling was. He couldn't place a label on it like he could with all his other emotions. And then Sasuke's blacker-than-black eyes had been staring at him, watching his face from scant inches away, and the feeling had increased. Their mouths were so close, and that meant something to Naruto, but he just couldn't figure out what.
Sasuke's voice had penetrated through him, burning questions into his flesh and adding to his confusion. What was he doing? Why was he doing it? And most of all, why did it feel so right?
In a flash, Sasuke was gone, but the tingling he'd aroused in Naruto's body had stayed. The blonde didn't know what to do with himself. He wanted answers, and there was no one who could provide them but Sasuke. So he did the only thing he could think of: he chased after him.
Except Naruto didn't find what he had expected. He'd thought maybe Sasuke was angry with him for being so presumptuous, for thinking it was okay to touch him so freely. He'd thought he'd find the dark ninja fuming, radiant in his fury and pacing like a caged tiger. Instead, he's found something much more surprising but every bit as beautiful.
Sasuke, lying in a heap of ivory limbs, toned to perfection, writhing and making sounds too erotic for words. Naruto had frozen in mid-step when his eyes first fell upon this sight. The water beading on the other boy's fair skin reflected like diamonds embedded in a porcelain figurine. The expression on Sasuke's face as his hand worked so delicately between his legs was more exquisite than any artist could ever capture in hard marble, yet that was what the boy resembled. He was a perfect living embodiment of the sensual arts.
Naruto had been shocked, not by what Sasuke was doing, but by his body's reaction to it. A flame leapt up in his groin that nearly brought a moan to his lips all on its own. It was finally dawning on him the full power of Sasuke's erotica. The boy was sex incarnate, a walking wet dream, a vision of what every human would be crazy not to lust after. Smoldering eyes, flawless skin, soft glossy hair, and a powerful mind and personality that could not be ignored. Yet Naruto had done exactly that, ignored what was right in front of his eyes for such a very long time.
And then that angelic voice had called out, in the most seraphic tones Naruto had ever heard. It had taken him a moment to register the words, or rather word mixed in with moaning of the most savory variety. That word…that word was familiar to him. His mind processed the information while his eyes drank in the sight of Sasuke's orgasm: tightening muscles, beaded sweat mixing with glistening water, the expression of utter and exquisite delight on that gorgeous face.
He froze.
It was his name.
Sasuke…had called out his name.
Black eyes snapped open and looked at him. A curse sliced through the air, and Naruto vaguely realized that Sasuke had seen him.
…He fled.
What else was there to do?
He couldn't stand the feel of those magnetic eyes on him, knowing what he knew. Sasuke had been thinking about him. He was the one who had brought that look of ecstasy to the beautiful boy's face.
And somehow, though he dared not acknowledge it, Naruto understood that this made him blissfully happy. He knew there would be repercussions. He knew nothing would ever be the same again. But Sasuke had been thinking about him, and that was all the blonde cared about at the moment.
He held a hand hard over his chest, trying vainly to calm the beating of his heart. That hand wanted to slip between his legs and mirror what he'd seen Sasuke doing just a moment before. It was already halfway there when Naruto heard a rustle behind him. He glanced over his shoulder just in time to see the last thing he'd expected.
Sasuke had chased after him.
…Without his clothes.
Naruto's cheeks flamed up immediately at the sight: Sasuke was still dripping wet, still naked, still smeared with creamy fluid along his abdomen from the release he'd enjoyed moments before. His cheeks were flushed like he'd been running, and his breathing came in low growls every bit as erotic as the moans from earlier. Apparently, he'd been in such a rush to chase after the Kyuubi, he'd forgotten any number of insignificant little details, like clothing and cleaning up his own release.
"Naruto," Sasuke breathed, sending nerves dancing in the blonde's groin. The sound of his name pouring from the other boy's pale lips sent him back to minutes before when he'd heard Sasuke cry his name with the abandon of climax. He shivered hard, fighting off the mental images that flooded his eyes long enough for him to think. He wanted to do something, but he couldn't figure out what. This was more than just a delicate situation; this had the potential to explode and ruin not only a good friendship but their chances of becoming elite ninja. This was everything.
Even as Naruto realized how badly things could go, he also realized that he didn't care. Sasuke was the most beautiful creature he'd ever encountered, and now that his body had realized that, it could not be quieted. Naruto turned around to face Sasuke and blushed as he felt the other boy's eyes roving over him. He supposed his arousal was visible and unexpected from the look on Sasuke's face. Naruto didn't care. He wanted this, and he wanted it now.
"Sasuke," Naruto replied in a voice made rough with growing lust. Dark eyes widened with surprise as they met icy blue and saw the first sparks of lust there. Naruto took another step, and another, closing the distance between himself and something he still didn't fully understand. He supposed his instincts would guide him, or the pure animal lust now snaking from between his legs to the rest of his body, leaving trails of fire as they went.
He was no more than a foot from Sasuke, close enough to feel heat from his body and see every cut of hard muscles pressed to taut ivory skin. Naruto slowly reached out a hand, half expecting Sasuke to slap him away. When he didn't, Naruto felt a shiver run through his entire body. Sasuke really did want him back, and this was going to happen. It really was. The blonde touched his fingers to the warm skin stretched over Sasuke's hard stomach, and that was when he truly believed. One of his fingers trailed through a glob of creamy white, feeling the texture of an orgasm he had inspired. Sasuke was shaking beneath his touch, as if controlling himself in that moment was the hardest thing he'd ever had to do.
And it probably was.
But not for much longer. Naruto took one final step and brought their bodies together, lifting his chin to look directly into Sasuke's gleaming black eyes. The words left his mouth before he could even think them, before he could realize how little he sounded like himself: "I want you, Sasuke."
The lust had truly taken control.
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Sasuke couldn't believe his eyes when Naruto first turned around. He'd been prepared for a fist in the face; that was what a pervert like him deserved, after all. Carrying on like that where anyone could hear him, he absolutely deserved whatever Naruto wanted to dish out at him.
But that was not what he received. Naruto's eyes were not full of hatred, or even with the slightest hint of anger. They were brimming with emotion that stopped Sasuke in his tracks, emotion that he'd never seen on the other boy's face before. Lust. Confusion. Curiosity. Sasuke immediately lost the feeling that he was in control of the situation. The look Naruto gave him, the way his eyes darted down his body and up again, spoke of a beast about to devour his helpless prey. Sasuke felt a tingle of interest in his body at the thought of being devoured.
At the same time, this was not how it was supposed to happen. The time wasn't right yet, but they had already reached a point far beyond anything Sasuke could maintain. If they stopped now, all of Sasuke's careful planning would be ruined, and Naruto could be sexually scarred for the rest of his days. At the same time, Sasuke was even more afraid of what would happen if they didn't stop. The possibilities were endless and frightening.
Sasuke had to hold himself firmly in place as Naruto began advancing towards him. His first instinct was to run from this predator that had nothing but bestial intentions shining in his eyes. At the same time, those eyes made his blood run hot and his skin prickle with desire. His body was more than willing no matter how his head protested. Despite the dark-haired boy's iron self control, this was one instance in which he readily believed his body would soundly gag his mind and leave it locked in a closet somewhere.
Fingers played lightly over his abdomen, and Sasuke nearly swooned. God, it felt so good to be touched like this. So much better than his wildest fantasies had imagined. Naruto's touch had the uncertainty of a virgin but the lust of a courtesan. It was intoxicating, drilling holes through the last of Sasuke's restraint. Only one thing held him back now, something he hadn't been aware of until this very moment.
When he looked at Naruto, he saw so much more than the plot he'd originally cooked up. He no longer wanted to force love upon the blonde; he wanted him to find it for himself. Sasuke was overwhelmed by this need to protect his partner from all the nasty things in the world, all the heartache. He wanted to see him smile, to see him laugh, and he wanted to see more of this lustful expression painted across his face. Sasuke chuckled privately in his mind as a realization dawned on him.
These were no ordinary feelings he had for the other boy.
Through trying to get Naruto to fall in love with him, he had taken a plunge of his own.
And then he heard Naruto's voice, better than anything he'd imagined in his fantasies. The last of his will was broken; he would deny himself no longer. This day would end with his body buried in Naruto.
Sasuke raised his long fingers and touched them to Naruto's cheek, ghosting over the skin so sweetly. Naruto smiled a small smile, his blue eyes smoldering with the knowledge of what they were about to do. It was an electric force between them, like magnets pulling hard flesh to hard flesh.
Sasuke wanted more than anything in that moment for their joining to be one of love and tenderness, but the desire had been built too high too fast. This would not be lovemaking; this would be a dance of beasts. They would rut like animals, sweat, grunt, claw flesh, bite lips, and find ecstasy in each other again and again until their energy left them completely. Satiation was hours away from now.
Sasuke would have to set his feelings aside for now, and spend this time discovering a whole new side to his partner. Every inch of it.
To be continued….
