Author's note: I have literally no excuse. This has no real plot. This is my mind being weird and coming up with stupid titles. Enjoy.
Warnings: Naruto's pov; Alternate universe; medievalish setting; slash; butchering of a fairy tale; minor Not for Sakura Fans; werewolves; implied mature content
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Kishimoto owns it.
I hope you'll like it!
Little Red Riding Wolf
Once upon a time there lived a young, blond man with pretty blue eyes near the forest. Because he loved spending a lot of time in the woods, his mother made him a long red cloak with a hood that would protect him against the rain and the cold harsh wind. Some people in the nearby village laughed at his cloak, teasingly calling him "Little Red" but he did not care. The colour was a deep beautiful red and the cloak itself was pleasantly warm without ever becoming too restrictive; how could he not like it? Especially when his sweet mother had gone through the trouble of making it for him!
"You will go out today as well?" Mother asked curiously when she saw her only son donning the cloak after pulling on his shoes.
Father had already left for work; his job as the local head of police never offering him much reprieve even in a relatively calm village like Konoha.
Naruto glanced at her, adjusting the cloak to properly rest around his shoulders. "Yes, I told you I am taking of an injured animal," he reminded her.
"That you did," she smiled fondly before shaking her head when she looked outside. "It doesn't look like it will stop drizzling soon, however."
"I will be fine," he promised her, before grinning and pulling on the hood. "That is why you added a hood to this cloak, no?"
She inclined her head; her eyes glittering amused. "Oh all right, just be careful, okay? It might just be a mere drizzle now, but the weather can always take a turn for the worse and the forest can be a treacherous place then."
"I know the forest better than the village," he reassured her. "There is nothing to worry about."
She watched him grab the small basket he had filled last night. "Did Tsunade-sama manage to give you some medicine for the poor animal?"
"Hm, she managed to make something suitable," he confirmed. "All whilst reminding me over and over again that she treats humans, not animals."
"You are fortunate she adores you so much," she said amused.
"She thinks I am adorable," he grinned and opened the door. "I'm off now. I'll be back in a couple of hours."
"Hm, take care."
The air was already filled with the scent of rain; it had been drizzling for quite a while now. The dark grey clouds obscuring the sky didn't look like they would leave soon either, promising – threatening? – even more rain.
That all was fine for Naruto. He had traipsed around the woods since the very moment he could walk and a bit of rain wasn't going to stop him from yet another visit. It even had something soothing, the tip tap noise when raindrops would hit the leaves and slide down before being absorbed by the earth. Birds were rather quiet as well, only rustling high in the trees every once in a while. When it rained, the forest appeared to calm down, becoming suspended in time. Naruto loved the forest no matter the weather, but there was something magical about the woods during a bout of rain.
He never followed the same path twice, preferring to just wander around and let his feet take him wherever he needed or wanted to go. With how often he spent time here, he never feared getting lost, always able to find his way back no matter how deep he walked or how many twists and turns he took. In a sense the forest was like a friend to him: familiar and safe.
Lost in thought as he was, nonetheless he quickly became aware of another pair of footsteps. These were muffled by the forest floor, but not quiet enough. Dismissing them at first as simply belonging to another visitor, he grew a bit wary when the footsteps kept following him. Really, had they nothing better to do?
Abruptly he stopped walking and turned around, lifting an eyebrow when he saw who it was. The daughter of one of the local hunters, a pink haired woman named Haruno Sakura, drew to a stop as well; her own hood only covering her head partly. The sight of the long knife strapped to her hip had him lifting the other eyebrow too. As far as he knew she wasn't a hunter by profession, but she did often accompany her father into the forest, looking for game to hunt down. She nor her father had much respect for the animals inhabiting the woods – nor much respect for the forest itself – so Naruto could never quite get himself to like her.
Even if he wanted to like her, she had made it clear a while ago that she considered him to be a freak for wandering through the woods so often and most of the time she tended to ignore him whenever she passed him in the village. What was she doing here?
"What are you doing here?" he voiced that exact question.
She huffed, crossing her arms. "Have you not heard the news?"
"What news?" It couldn't be anything important if mother hadn't mentioned it.
"Several people have disappeared in these woods; father suspects they might have been attacked by a large animal. A wolf or a bear perhaps."
"Suspects? Have they not find the bodies then?" he questioned. He thought it would be pretty obvious if somebody had been attacked by an animal; there would be no need to suspect anything in that case.
"No, they have not, but the nearby villages have not seen their inhabitants returning either," she replied, slightly annoyed. "If they have yet to return after so long, it only makes sense that they were attacked by an animal inside these woods."
"That's unfortunate for them," he said sincerely, "but that still does not explain why you are here."
"I'm here to keep an eye on these woods, see if I can find the missing people back," she said, a tad smugly as if she was here in any official capacity .
"Good luck with that," he said dismissively before turning around, preparing to continue his walk.
"I have just told you about the dangers in this forest and yet you insist on keeping walking through it?" she said incredulously. "Are you daft? You should be returning home!"
"I know these woods like the back of my hand," he said bored. "Nothing will happen to me."
She snorted loudly. "Suit yourself then. Don't claim I never warned you!"
She stormed away then, as loud as she ever was. How her father even managed to catch animals when she was so loud was quite baffling.
He watched her disappear between the trees; her brown cloak melting together with the brown trunks of the trees. Once she was completely out of sight and he could no longer hear her, he continued walking, following a creek to the middle of the forest. It was raining a bit harder now; the muted sound of raindrops hitting his hood making him smile slightly. He took care that the content of his basket was still covered up by the black cloth, not wanting it to get drenched by the rain even if the leaf roof offered quite a bit of protection against the drops.
As he followed the creek, weaving his way through the thorny bushes, he became aware of another presence after a while. The gaze was solely aimed at him, or so it felt like, the piercing sensation making the hairs in his neck rise. The shiver wrecking his body next had nothing to do with the cold rain and everything with the eerie sensation of being followed. Was it Haruno again? No, she was too loud to be this mysterious person. After already having been caught following him once, he doubted she would take up following him again. So who could it be?
Almost imperceptibly he turned his head, peeking around the edge of his hood. There. It was nothing more than a blurry dark shape, one which disappeared behind a thick tree quickly, but Naruto had seen it. The sight of it, no matter how brief, sent his heart racing and he quickened his steps slightly. The desire to break out in a run was almost overwhelming, needing to get away from here as soon as possible, but he knew rushing would be a very bad idea now. If he ran away now, that would simply tell the shape he had been discovered – and Naruto wasn't ready to test just how quick this mysterious dark shape could be.
So he stepped alongside the creek for a while longer, walking quicker than before but not quick enough to set off any alarms. Occasionally he would raise his face towards the sky, using that as an excuse to peek around, trying to discern where the shape was now. It was always right there, lingering at the edge of his vision. Never getting closer, but never leaving either, flitting from one tree to the other, never standing still long enough for Naruto to get a better look.
Heart nearly in his throat by now, his next breath left him in a shaky exhale when he recognised where he was. He was getting closer to the lonesome, forgotten shed, built in the northern side of the woods. Its owners had abandoned it a long time ago, leaving it to the mercy of the elements but somehow it was still standing. It wasn't anything big; in fact it could be better described as simply four walls and a roof but Naruto liked to spend time in it every once in a while, resting up from the long walking he did or waiting out the rain or snow. It had a rickety chair, an even more rickety table and a futon of which he had replaced the bedding a while ago.
It also had a functional lock.
One more step and then –
He broke out in a run, dashing towards the shed, barely keeping his basket upright so that he wouldn't end up spilling its content. He reached out, ready to grab the doorknob, but something hard slammed into his back, throwing him onto the ground. He lost his grip on his basket and the bottles inside of it rolled out, tumbling down the grass and disappearing into the tall patches of grass. His breath escaped him with a painful grunt when he smacked onto the ground, but he twisted himself around quickly, his hands flying out to push himself back upright.
He nearly screamed when heavy paws slammed down onto his shoulders, claws digging painfully into his muscles. His breathing hitched and his eyes widened when he looked up –
Right into the face of a snarling, red eyed wolf.
Laid there frozen, Naruto could only watch how the wolf snarled loudly, growling for good measure before the elongated snout suddenly started to shrink. Black fur made way for pale skin; large, dangerous paws changed into slender hands, befitting those of an artist. Red eyes dimmed, turning an unfathomable black colour.
When the transformation was over, a very handsome, very naked, young man hovered above Naruto; his hands curling around his shoulders, keeping him pressing down. A single raindrop collected at the edge of one of his bangs; it hung suspended for a couple of seconds, then broke off, falling onto Naruto's cheek, shaking him out of his stupor.
"My, what a strong grip you have," Naruto breathed out.
"To better hold you down with," Sasuke smirked; his eyes glinting. The tips of his fangs were still slightly sharpened even in this form.
Naruto stretched out his arm and reached out with his hand, curling his fingers around his lover's hard girth. It seemed to throb in his hold, emboldening him further. "What a big one you have," he whispered, licking his lips.
Flames danced within the depths of those black eyes when Sasuke lowered his head; his lips hovering right above Naruto's when he replied in a rough tone, "The better to fuck you with." Before crushing their mouths together in a hard, deep kiss, bruising Naruto's lips, ensuring he would remember this meeting for nights to come.
They didn't even make it into the shed. Naruto's cloak ended up spread across the grass, acting as a makeshift bed. His clothes were nearly ripped off, the wolfman barely restraining himself, and shoved into the basket in a vain effort to keep them dry.
"Really played up the act, hm?" Sasuke mused, laughter in his voice when he quickly studied the various bottles before grabbing the one they really needed.
Blue eyes widened innocently. "What? I'm taking care of a very injured animal; I have to be prepared, no?"
"You're a damn minx," Sasuke accused him not for the first time, before removing the cork of the bottle and dripping some of the oil onto his fingers.
The first finger was always the most intense one; Naruto's body having to adjust to the intrusion every time. He supposed he could make it easier on himself and prepare himself at home before meeting up with his wolf, but he so did love to see Sasuke's eyes flare up with lust at each mewl and whimper he succeeded in drawing out of the blond when he moved his fingers inside of him. One finger became two. More oil was added and then a third finger joined the other two, sinking in to the middle knuckle only until muscles further relaxed. Four fingers had Naruto's breathing hitching like always, the pressure both familiar and yet new each time, making him undulate his hips as he chased after those sparks of pleasure. They raced through his body every time the tips of Sasuke's fingers hit something deep within him.
"Always taking them so well," Sasuke cooed, curling his fingers within Naruto's body, making the blond man hiss and arch his back when his pleasure spiked.
Before he could truly fall over that edge, however, Sasuke abruptly pulled his hand away. Blue eyes shot open indignantly and he scowled, digging his nails into the wolfman's shoulders in revenge. It did not do much, of course, for the wolf's muscles hard like steel and it only made Sasuke chuckle before he soothed his lover's ire by kissing him deeply.
Already rather pent up, Naruto fortunately did not have to wait long before his legs were further nudged apart and he felt Sasuke's thick girth pressing against his stretched entrance. Even after being stretched with four fingers, the wolfman was still a tight fit but Naruto was too impatient. He lifted his legs up and wrapped them tightly around Sasuke's waist, digging the heels of his feet into his arse as leverage.
"I need you to fuck me!" he demanded.
Black eyes flashed red for just a second before Sasuke captured his mouth in a wet, messy but oh so fantastic kiss, shoving himself inside without giving Naruto even a second to adjust. He must have tested Sasuke's patience a bit too much earlier before the dark haired man didn't even pause for a moment, pulling out before ploughing back inside, barely giving the blond a chance to catch his breath.
The pace Sasuke set was fast and brutal, each thrust reaching so deep inside it was if he was trying to scramble up Naruto's organs. Every time he slid inside, he nudged against that secret spot, sending wave after wave of hot pleasure crashing into Naruto. When Naruto blearily glanced down once, the intensity of his pleasure making it near impossible to keep his eyes open, he thought he could actually see his lower belly bulging slightly each time Sasuke slid into him. The moan he uttered at that realisation was broken, trailing off into a hitched mewl. That sound had Sasuke snarling and when he kissed Naruto next, the tang of rust and iron filled Naruto's mouth before a tongue swiped at his lip.
His arms and legs wrapped around Sasuke's body was no longer a way to edge him on; it was a way to keep himself grounded as Sasuke plundered both his mouth and his lower body, sending pleasure racing through every cell, every vein. He screamed when Sasuke sat up, pulling him along with him until Naruto was straddling his lap; his own legs resting weakly on the ground. This position had Sasuke reaching even deeper inside of him, something he thought had been impossible, and he felt almost delirious as Sasuke bucked up into him, teeth marking his collarbone and his neck.
"C-Couldn't w-w-wait un-until I – I g-got in-into the s-shed?" Naruto brought out, groaning when claws dug into his hips.
"Should have been quicker," Sasuke admonished him as if it was his fault that the wolf was insatiable and far too impatient.
"G-going to-to l-look like a – a drenched cat," Naruto hissed, arching his back when claws lightly dragged across his lower back before coming to rest on the swell of his arse. They pressed down on his cheeks when Sasuke bucked into him and he hissed again, nipping at Sasuke's shoulder in retaliation.
"We've still got time," Sasuke murmured into his ear; his hot breath sending a shiver down Naruto's spine. "I can get you nice and dry inside."
Naruto nearly choked on his laugh when he doubted the dry part but he couldn't say anything else to that when his pleasure spiked, peaked –
Blinding white lights flashed across the back of his eyelids as he moaned and trembled; his thighs quivering on each side of the wolf's lap. He was only vaguely aware of Sasuke filling him up, tilting his head up to kiss him blindly, letting their kiss swallow his weak whimper.
When he slumped down against Sasuke next, he didn't even care that the drizzle had turned into a proper bout of rain now.
They did get inside the shed after that. Sasuke kept his promise and did get him nice and dry – after quite a while, that was.
Good thing Naruto loved spending time in the woods.
The End
AN2: Fun fact, I couldn't decide whether I wanted Naruto or Sasuke to be the werewolf - as the title works both ways (or so I tell myself) - so I let my mum choose. She decided that being a wolf fits Sasuke better, so there :)
Apologies for my strange mind once again. Now I'm off to bed, because the clock is not nice now.
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Melissa
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