Written for Sasuke's birthday 7/23/12
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The TV was on as he lay on Sasuke's couch, waiting for him to get home. He heard the jingle of keys outside, and then the knob turned. Sasuke took two steps inside the entranceway and dropped his laptop bag for work on the floor.
Naruto, striking a very casual pose, had his arms resting on the end of he couch. Nonchalantly, he glanced over his shoulder at him and smiled. The look on his boyfriend's face was priceless. "Hey, Sasuke." Like a cat, he stretched, moving onto all fours - back bowing sensuously and ass up in the air.
"What," Sasuke stared, took a step forward, and licked his lips, "are you wearing?"
"Oh this?" Naruto got onto his knees on the middle cushion and turned more toward him, offering quite the view. "It's just a little something I had lying around." He reached for the remote and switched the television off, throwing the controller onto the floor. He noticed Sasuke still had his shoes on. "Shoes, Sasuke. You don't wanna dirty your nice carpet, do you?"
"Fuck shoes, fuck the carpet," he said and walked hurriedly toward him. Sasuke put one knee on the couch. Naruto turned to him, and they kissed as Sasuke's hands roamed from the back of his thighs to his ass to his stomach. He pushed Naruto down until he was on his hands and knees again. Sasuke snapped one of the straps that ran under his left ass cheek. With his knee, he nudged Naruto's legs further apart until he was kneeling between them.
Naruto gave a quiet chuckle. "Welcome home," he said, arching and bowing his back as Sasuke ran his hands all over him, the muscles flexing under his palms.
"Some welcome," Sasuke murmured, bending over him to kiss just above the waistband of the jockstrap he wore and then gradually tracking his way up, kissing a path along the dip of his spine. "What's the occasion? What if I'd come home with a friend?"
"I suppose you woulda had some explainin' to do." He lowered his head and took in a sharp breath as Sasuke slowly dragged his tongue all the way back down and started kneading his ass. "Aah…," he whimpered when Sasuke pinched him. "I just thought…" He paused as Sasuke, again, squeezed his ass and gave one of the cheeks a light slap that made it jiggle.
"Hmm…?" Sasuke asked, clearly distracted as he used Naruto's ass as a means to entertain himself.
"I thought maybe we could have a relaxing night before flying to Seattle on Saturday…"
Sasuke's palm ghosted up and down his thigh, sliding more toward the inside, where on its way up, it brushed against the back of his balls, making him jump a bit. He heard Sasuke's laughter. "You look so fucking hot wearing that. I can't get over it. I know I've said before that you have a nice ass, but fuck, I could touch you like this all night, Naruto."
"If that's all you wanna do, that's fine, too." He looked over his shoulder at Sasuke, smirking.
Sasuke smirked right back. "Are there options?"
"Of course. Anything goes."
Sasuke gave his ass a sharp slap as they looked at one another. "Don't you know how dangerous that could be for you?"
"I dunno about that," he answered, feeling the sting spread across his ass cheek. There was a nice red handprint there now. "I think I'm in pretty good hands, wouldn't ya say, Sasuke? But just in case," he grinned lazily, "My safe words are Bert and Ernie."
Sasuke laughed huskily and sat back on his thighs. He had his head lowered, hair swaying in front of his face as he shifted, obviously smiling. "I feel like a kid on Christmas Day about to unwrap his presents."
"It's nothin' you haven't seen before," he replied modestly, though he was ultimately flattered by the way Sasuke kept looking at him and how he kept touching him like he was something truly sexy to behold after a long day at work.
"Lies," Sasuke whispered, took hold of his hip and kissed along the curve of his ass. "You've never greeted me this way, and after three months of being together, I've never seen you in a jockstrap. Forgive a man for wanting to kneel down and worship it just a bit."
"Heh." He felt the nip of Sasuke's teeth next. "I can't say I'd let any man but you even get the chance."
"You better not." Sasuke started to undo his tie and proceeded to unbutton his shirt, tossing both onto the floor so that he could return to rubbing, squeezing and - every so often - slapping his ass just to get it to wiggle for him.
"You're sick," Naruto teased him.
"You bet I am," said Sasuke and put a hand on his lower back. "Lean forward for me and get on your elbows."
Naruto arched his eyebrow at the command but did as he was told and then rested his forehead against the couch arm. "Careful. You might turn me on if you start orderin' me around in that voice."
"That's the point," Sasuke said, just moments before Naruto felt himself being spread and a tongue slid across his hole.
Naruto let out a quiet hiss and lifted his ass higher in the air. It had taken some time to get used to rim jobs, having never had one (though he might've given a few on the rare occasion with his more experimental girlfriends) until he'd met Sasuke. Now it had become a guilty pleasure just because it was something erotic and new to him still. One of Sasuke's hands squeezed him again, and he felt his tongue push in further. Sasuke placed his other hand on Naruto's left thigh and pulled him backward, causing the tongue inside him to penetrate deeper until he let out an embarrassingly wanton moan that he wasn't used to hearing himself make. The couch cushions shifted, and Sasuke sat back, simply admiring Naruto's body with his hands.
"Finished so soon?" Naruto asked somewhat breathlessly while keeping in position.
"Hardly. I was just considering all the things I wanted to do to you before I even allow you to come," said Sasuke, and Naruto could hear the slither of his belt as he removed it. He heard it thud to the floor.
"Not gonna whip me with your belt?" He meant it as a joke, but when he gazed at Sasuke, he seemed to be considering it. "Sasuke!"
Sasuke's eyes snapped to him, and he cast Naruto a wicked smile. "I thought you said anything goes? We've done kinky before, Naruto. I'm sure you can handle a few slaps of a leather belt. You do have your safe words, after all."
Naruto couldn't tell if he was being serious or not. "You really wanna hit me with a belt?"
"If you begged for it, I certainly would. You never seem to mind it when I spank your ass."
"Fine," Naruto said haughtily, raising his chin in the air. "I could take it. I mean, you've probably done worse, right? So, if you can take it, then surely I can, too."
Sasuke's grin became wider still, but it didn't give Naruto a very good feeling. "Hn. I know you can take it." He bent over and retrieved the belt.
Naruto narrowed his eyes as if challenging him. He made his voice especially low and gravely. "Would it please Master if I were to take his whippings?"
Sasuke regarded him coolly, his smile fading. "It would please Master very much to whip his slutty slave."
Okay, that should not have excited him as much as it did. He licked his lips, unconsciously lifting his ass higher as he leaned back and pushed against Sasuke's crotch. His boyfriend's eyebrows drew up just a little and in a flat voice he said, "All fours. On top of the coffee table."
Naruto blinked at him, but then he got up. Sasuke did the same, the belt in his hand. He nudged Naruto on the small of his back, and, keeping his eyes on Sasuke, Naruto crawled on top of the wooden coffee table, fairly sure it could take his weight. Sasuke stood behind him a while, scrutinizing, and then he walked in a circle around him.
"I feel like I'm a contestant at a dog show," he said, shifting on his knees. "You're not gonna try and grab my junk like those judges do, are you?"
Once behind him again, Sasuke didn't seem to have heard him. Although, when he raised his eyes and met Naruto's, he suddenly didn't feel so much like cracking jokes. Sasuke meant business.
"You've… done this before?" he asked, but by now, Sasuke pretty typically didn't answer a whole lot of questions regarding his sexual past, which was both frustrating and probably a very smart thing to do because Naruto still had issues controlling his irrational jealousy.
"How many do you think you can take?" Sasuke asked him, running his hand over the left butt cheek.
"Uh, I dunno. How many do you think I can take?"
"A lot probably, but it's all for fun, right?" He tilted his head and smirked. "Two?"
Naruto fixed his grip on the edge of the table since his palms were getting all sweaty. "That makes me seem like a pussy if I can only take two. Gimme five, and let's see what happens."
"You sure?" asked Sasuke, and he let the leather belt brush against his skin.
Naruto nodded and lowered his head, preparing himself. Just how bad could it be? He was pretty sure his Dad had taken a belt to his ass at least a few times when he was a kid.
"Want me to count them for you, Master Sasuke?" he asked, grinning at the wall - at least until he felt the first crack of the belt that came at a diagonal across his ass. He barely had time to think before the second hit him just below where the first had landed. The third came diagonally the opposite way, and a yelp slipped out even though it hadn't hurt too much. He felt Sasuke press against him. He touched Naruto, laying his hand atop the marks, making it sting all the more as he applied a slight pressure. Then only a few seconds passed before the belt lashed right across the backs of his thighs, and he felt a rush of air hit the back of his balls.
"Shit," he hissed, lifting one knee and then the other since the table wasn't the most comfortable thing to be kneeling on.
"I thought you were going to keep count," said Sasuke.
"You didn't tell me if I was supposed to or not!" Naruto turned to look at him, scowling. "It's not like I've done this stuff before! Just gimme the last one." He had barely turned his head back around when Sasuke whacked him at the very top of his ass and with much greater force than the rest of them. His right elbow buckled about halfway. Sasuke walked around until he was standing in front of him. He crouched low so that they were face to face.
"How was that?" asked Sasuke. "Not so bad?"
"Asshole. That last one hurt!"
Sasuke sighed and put his hand on top of Naruto's head, affectionately ruffling his hair. "If you're good, I'll let you try it out on me later."
"Oh ho," Naruto grinned at him. "Is that a challenge? Pretty sure I haven't ever had an issue dominating you in the bedroom before."
"Says the man on all fours on top of my coffee table with belt marks on his ass."
"Shut up," said Naruto. He started to get up off the table when Sasuke put a hand on his shoulder.
"Did I say you could get up?" Sasuke asked, but he was smiling, so Naruto just shoved his arm away. Sasuke laughed and stretched his right arm into the air, flexing it at the elbow.
"I'm sorry. Did whipping your boyfriend tire out your arm?" He went to sit on the edge of the couch, but when he did, he immediately jumped up again having forgotten that his ass was a little sore. He glared as he got to his feet again, Sasuke laughing at him.
"You're so adorable," Sasuke told him. "I almost feel guilty for hitting you with my belt."
"Almost being the operative word," Naruto replied and went up to him so that he could punch him in the shoulder. Sasuke caught his wrist and pulled him close enough that their naked chests touched.
"So, really. What did you have in mind for tonight, Naruto?"
"Honestly? Anything you wanna do. I figured we'd order in and then have sex all night. How does that work for you?"
Sasuke leaned in, aligning his mouth with Naruto's, but not letting them touch. "I'd say that sounds like a deal. You plan on wearing just that the rest of the night, don't you?"
"You like this little get-up, do ya? Kinky bastard." Naruto tilted his head, and as he put a hand on Sasuke's hip, brought the lower halves of their bodies flush together and kissed him. Sasuke's grip on his wrist tightened while his other hand went around to grab hold of Naruto's ass and gave it an almost painful squeeze that made him moan into their kiss.
After a while, Sasuke broke the kiss and looked at him, dark eyes glazed and filled with a recognizable lust. "Or we could fuck now and eat later."
"Okay, that works, too." He gave a chuckle as Sasuke dragged him back to the bedroom by the wrist. They passed the spare bedroom, where he'd locked up poor Ollie for the time being. Although, he was probably doing the cat a favor by not subjecting him to the obscene events he could've walked into.
a/n: There is a second part to the jockstrap story, which can now be found on y-gallery.
Grayscaled has colored her lineart of the coffee boys. I am in love with this picture:
grayscaled dot deviantart dot com slash # slash d55wn7c