Author's note: Sorry for the delay; I had wanted to get this out on Friday but writing hasn't been easy this week. My brain refused to cooperate so unfortunately I can only offer you this update instead of the multiple ones I had hoped to be able to give you. I'll try to have more updates ready next week!

Thanks to the following reviewer: 666snoopy

Warnings: Implied mature content; Naruto might have a creampie kink, we don't judge

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Kishimoto owns it.

I hope you'll like it!

Chapter 32

"Does Gaara needing fresh air have anything to do with what you want to do now?" was the first thing Sasuke could think of to ask when his brain started working again.

Naruto's answering grin was half mischievous, half embarrassed. "Well, it would have been a bit awkward if Gaara stayed at the apartment, don't you think? I thought about going to the shed, but I can't be bothered to make the trip when we've got a bed here."

"Do I need to worry about my sensitive bits when I see Gaara after this?" Sasuke asked dryly.

"Pssshhht, of course not!" Naruto said, rolling his eyes. "He knows how fond I am of your dick; he won't do anything to it."

Why would Gaara know … No, he wasn't going to focus on that. "Pretty sure Tsunade said you shouldn't exert yourself this week – especially not when you're seeing her later today," Sasuke reminded him.

Tsunade wasn't an idiot; if she saw Naruto limping in any particular manner that didn't have to do with an injured leg, she might actually make good on her word and would tie Naruto down to one of the beds in the practice. One didn't challenge her and get away with it scot-free after all.

"You know, there are many ways you can fuck me without me exerting myself at all," Naruto replied casually, but his eyes were shining intensely. "There's no rule that says I've got to be the one on top. You can fuck me while I'm on my back, my side; we can fuck with me on my stomach or hey, I can sit on your lap and you can set the pace by - "

"All right! No need to keep going, it's clear!" Sasuke rushed to cut him off and shifted slightly, ignoring Naruto's smug grin. "Looks like you put a lot of thought in this, huh?"

"Well, I'll be lying if I said I hadn't been thinking about it for a while," Naruto replied lightly and he twirled a strand of Sasuke's hair around his index finger. "Can you blame me? Have you taken a good look at yourself? At this point it can be called a miracle that I didn't jump you earlier!"

Paying the compliment no mind, Sasuke inquired concerned, "You sure about this? Yesterday can't have been easy for you; there's no need to ru-"

"I want to stop thinking about her," Naruto said quietly, but his words were as loud as a gunshot.

Sasuke closed his mouth with an almost audible 'clack' of his teeth.

Naruto glanced away from him; his gaze focused somewhere above Sasuke's shoulder instead while his fingers restlessly drew circles on Sasuke's chest. "Every time I close my eyes I keep seeing her and – I hate that. I want her out of my head."

Sasuke was pretty certain that fucking was not recommended as the ideal way of coping with trauma. He wasn't a psychologist at all, but no doubt somewhere in one of those study guides, it was written that fucking to suppress trauma wasn't a copying technique they would urge to use. On the other hand, it wasn't as if any of them had expected three years ago that the world would go to absolute shit and the dead would start wandering the earth so perhaps attempting to psycho-analyse this situation was pointless in the grand scheme of things.

He should probably get up and insist that Naruto get some more rest before he would have to see Tsunade in the afternoon. They could just lie together on the bed, no harm done – but what would resting do if it would only make Naruto relive yesterday's afternoon all over again? Was this a marvellous idea? Probably not, but Naruto wasn't a naïve kid either. He knew what he was asking for and he wouldn't ask for this if he didn't want to do it.

"Look, if you don't want to do this, you don't have to," Naruto hurried to say, furrowing his eyebrows. "Shit, Sasuke, you know I would never push you to do anything you don't want, you know that, right? I can take care of myself; you don't need to - "

"Shut up for a sec," Sasuke cut him off tersely and tightened his grip around Naruto's back in case the idiot got the wrong idea and attempted to leave.

"That's just rude," Naruto huffed but relaxed; his gaze drifting idly across the bedroom while Sasuke took the time to order his thoughts.

This most likely wasn't a good idea – what if it was, though? Would refusing Naruto and leave him to face that bitch all over again in his nightmares be that much better then? If Sasuke could override her unwanted touch with his own, would that make it easier for Naruto to start healing? Or was this just him trying to find an excuse to justify sleeping with him? Naruto was the one who had made the suggestion, though, and if he truly hadn't wanted to do it, he wouldn't have asked. They might not have known each other for a full year yet, but it had become abundantly clear to Sasuke that if Naruto didn't want to do something, he wouldn't do it.

"You got one of those bottles of lube with you here?" he inquired, referring to the bottles they had found in that shit poor excuse of a shed in the forest.

Naruto perked up and grinned, pushing himself up so that he sat next to Sasuke. "Yeah, brought one of them with me," he declared cheerfully and bent over to the nightstand, keeping his injured leg stretched out. "Figured it could come in handy at one point and you didn't mince your words about what you think of our little getaway."

Sasuke rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Yes, because I'm rude for not wanting to be eaten by zombies."

"Exactly," Naruto grinned and pulled at the second drawer to open it. The force he used sent something heavy rolling towards the front and Naruto grabbed it, triumphantly smiling. He shook the bottle at Sasuke; the label catching the weak daylight. "Look, got it."

"Bet you were the perfect boy scout," Sasuke remarked amused and sat up, stretching his arms a bit. His shirt rode up with the action and he smirked when he caught Naruto ogling his chest none too subtly. "Seeing something you like?" he teased before he pulled off his shirt, throwing it on the floor. His trousers followed soon after, followed by his socks.

"Jerk," Naruto chortled and smacked his arm lightly, shuffling closer to him while getting rid of his own shirt. "And nah, wasn't with the scouts. Not my thing. Dad taught me and Gaara all we needed to know during our summer trips, though. His motto was that it was very important to be prepared."

"Obviously you took that to heart," Sasuke snorted, taking over the bottle and rolling it between his hands.

They hadn't thought to dust it off before; faint fingerprints showed where the dust had been removed by their fingers when they had previously used the bottle.

"Hey now, I was a pretty obedient kid," Naruto snickered before he clucked his tongue and pawed with one finger at Sasuke's boxers. "These need to come off now."

"So bossy," Sasuke commented, but didn't move to get rid of his underwear just yet. "When you're the one who's still wearing more than I am, you know?"

"Well, better help me then, seeing as I shouldn't exert myself too much," Naruto shot back innocently, snickering when Sasuke rolled his eyes again.

"You're really going to milk that for all it's worth, huh?" Sasuke said unimpressed, but grabbed the edge of Naruto's shirt and lifted it up, making the blond man raise his arms or risk getting awkwardly stuck in the sleeves. He dropped the garment on top of his own clothes on the floor.

"Oh, you bet I'll be milking something, all right." Naruto waggled his eyebrows obnoxiously; his eyes gleaming.

"I don't know why I put up with your shit," Sasuke groaned and rubbed his left cheek wearily. "I hope you realise just how lame that one was."

"Lame or not, it got you smiling just the tiniest bit," Naruto pointed out smugly and fell down on his back, landing against his pillow. He wriggled his hips pointedly. "Still wearing trousers here. Underwear too. That fact needs to be rectified, don't you think? Like as in both needing to get off."

"Doubt those are the only things needing to get off," Sasuke retorted dryly.

He was rewarded for that with a sudden peal of bright laughter and a couple of smacks to his shoulder.

"Okay, after that you have no right at all anymore to shit on my humour ever again, mister," Naruto snickered; his eyes bright and shining, catching the daylight. "That was terrible, holy shit!"

"My joke was genius," Sasuke scoffed and pulled down Naruto's trousers, shoving them to the floor. "Yours, on the other hand, was a true ear-sore to hear."

"Uhuh, keep telling yourself that," Naruto snorted. His eyes lit up when Sasuke's fingers lingered near the waistband of his boxers.

Just as Sasuke's fingers dipped underneath the waistband, lifting it away from the warm skin, intent on removing it as well and having it meet the same fate as the rest of their clothes, something flickered in blue eyes, making him halt.

"So, full disclosure," Naruto started nonchalantly, but a faint tremor underlined his voice, "never done this before either. Just figured you ought to know."

Sasuke quirked an eyebrow. "Me neither. The point?"

Once again Naruto appeared sceptical at his claim, but didn't comment on it in favour of answering, "The point being, you know, that with me being half incapacitated on top of not having any experience when it comes to this, things might not be … perfect." He cleared his throat, waving awkwardly over his body and between them both.

"Who the hell cares about things being perfect?" Sasuke rolled his eyes and without further ado he tugged Naruto's underwear down, pulling it down his thighs, over his knees, shoving it over his legs until he removed it completely, letting it drop somewhere on the floor. "Neither of us has any experience so we might suck at it. Who cares? We'll figure it out together, I'm sure. It's not exactly rocket science."

"Just, erm, keep it in mind and all that," Naruto muttered, flushing slightly before he pouted, slipping one finger underneath the waistband of Sasuke's own boxers. "Now you're the one who's still overdressed. Take it off already."

"You know, I could just leave you here and let you take care of yourself instead," Sasuke murmured idly, watching through half-lidded eyes how an actual shudder wrecked Naruto's body when he heard that.

Wasn't that interesting?

"You could do that, but you're not going to," Naruto said quickly, but his gaze was glued onto Sasuke's hands, staring almost hungrily when they landed on his own boxers, toying with the waistband by tugging at it several times.

"Don't challenge me, Naruto," Sasuke warned him before pushing down his underwear, getting up from the bed for a moment to pull it off completely.

"I don't know," Naruto mumbled; his hands reaching out to Sasuke when he sat back down on the bed, stark naked this time. "I think I like challenging you."

Sasuke tsk'd, flicking his fingers at Naruto's thigh in retaliation but that was all he did in reaction to his comment, not in the mood to keep arguing. Instead, he knelt down between Naruto's spread legs, taking in the beautiful sight that greeted him. Despite his bold remark of before, a slightly red hue dusted Naruto's cheeks, belying his shyness, and his eyes were large and glittering. Sasuke couldn't quite tell whether that glittering could be entirely attributed to the daylight dappling into the room. His blond hair was messy, the strands haphazardly sticking out in every direction on the pillow; it was a mystery whether his hair had even seen a comb today. His body was lean but fairly muscled; obviously working with a crossbow for so long had left its mark behind. Compared to when he had shown up here for the first time, he was finally starting to fill out a tad; his stomach no longer concaving that deeply when he lied on his back.

His fingers buried themselves into the blanket, rubbing the fabric between them as if he needed to work out some of his restlessness on something. He had spread his legs wide enough to grant Sasuke enough space to lie between them. He must have changed the bandage on his thigh for a new one because there wasn't even the faintest trace of blood visible, which was a good thing. Tsunade would definitely kick the shit out of them both if Naruto started bleeding again and she realised what they had been doing before that.

Blue eyes turned practically luminous when dark eyes focused on Naruto's groin. As Sasuke watched, Naruto's arousal twitched, quickly followed by a shuddery exhale of Naruto, whose knees knocked against Sasuke's legs when he moved as if to close them. His legs relaxed again as soon as they touched Sasuke's skin, falling to the sides once more as if he had just remembered that closing them would be rather counterproductive for what they wanted to do.

"Liking the view?" Naruto rasped out; his fingers twitching, twisting the fabric of the blanket tighter around the digits.

Sasuke smirked and blue eyes widened a notch. "Can't lie; the view is pretty great," he teased and ran his hands down Naruto's thighs, feeling muscles tense and unclench underneath his light touch. "You still want this?"

"Are you asking me whether I still want your dick in me?" Naruto raised an eyebrow, but the frankness of his words was lessened by the way he blushed when he caught a glimpse of Sasuke's hard length.

He looked transfixed then; his hands reaching out as if on their own accord when he rose up slightly, sitting up so that he could run his hands down Sasuke's stomach. His fingertips felt calloused, somewhat rough, but not unpleasant and Sasuke didn't manage to completely suppress a shiver when those fingers caressed his lower belly.

"Naruto?" Sasuke mumbled, his voice sounding rougher than he intended to sound.

Naruto seemed to startle, grasping Sasuke's waist firmly; his fingertips digging a bit into the skin right underneath Sasuke's ribcage. "Hell yeah, I want it," he smiled crookedly, leaning forwards to peck Sasuke on his mouth. "Have only been waiting for this for quite some time now, no biggie."

Sasuke huffed out a laugh and pushed him down then, settling himself more properly between Naruto's thighs before he bent down and captured his mouth in another kiss, a deeper one this time; a far cry from the light peck they had just exchanged as he poured all his intent into it.

If Naruto was sure about this … Then Sasuke didn't have any trouble giving him what he wanted.

They were both left panting by the time their lips parted, giving their lungs the chance to inhale some much needed air. Naruto's pupils were noticeably wider, chipping away at the bright blue colour, while a blush dusted his cheeks a pretty red. The quiet 'click' noise when he opened the bottle of lube echoed through the room as if it was as loud as thunder. This was definitely not the first time the bottle would be used, but this was certainly the first time they would use it to go much further than simply using fingers on each other.

The reminder of what Naruto had asked for had Sasuke sitting up with one hand braced against the mattress next to Naruto's thigh and the other one holding the uncapped bottle.

"What? Something the matter?" Naruto questioned, blinking up curiously at him. His blush had spread out all the way from his cheeks to his neck and collarbone, painting the skin there a pretty light pink.

Sasuke pursed his lips; his arousal fighting with his common sense. "Were there any condoms in that shed?"

He remembered that at the start of the apocalypse condoms and other forms of birth control had been scavenged from every pharmacy and store they had visited. Most people hadn't been that eager apparently to start having children with the dead walking around, go figure. With a lot of people having the same idea, as the months went on it became harder and harder to find any form of birth control, so the use of the ones they did manage to stock up had become … rationed.

Sasuke had no idea whether they currently still had condoms stocked up, because it had been a while since one of their scavenger groups had come across them. He was reluctant to go to the storage room and find out, however, not just because he didn't want to leave Naruto behind, not even for a minute, but also because he didn't think it would be right of him to take some of the condoms. Neither he nor Naruto possessed the right parts to become pregnant so taking condoms from a couple who actually did run that risk didn't seem appropriate. It would be one thing if the shed had some stored away, but …

"No, didn't find any, just the lube," Naruto replied and yeah, of course that was to be expected. "Why?"

Sasuke shrugged and squirted some globs of the cold lube on his fingers. "It would really surprise me if all those books you studied in that library never mentioned the importance of safe sex," he said dryly.

Naruto poked his toes in Sasuke's side. "Unless you lied about your experience, I think we'll be fine," Naruto scoffed. "I never fucked anyone before you, you didn't fuck anyone before me, we're good. Besides," his eyes gleamed a bit, "I think a potential disease is the least of our worries seeing how this world turned into a major hellhole. We're more likely to die from a zombie bite than an STD nowadays."

"Tell that to Tsunade and you'll get your arse kicked," Sasuke commented, warming up the slippery liquid between three fingers. It was a familiar action by now, having done this a couple of times before.

"Doubt I'll have a conversation like that with her," Naruto said amused and tugged Sasuke back down, curling his uninjured leg around Sasuke's hip. "Now if you don't mind, I'd really like it if you get a move on with this and stop talking about old hags so that we can get on with the fucking."

"So bossy," Sasuke repeated, but kissed him before he could come up with a retort.

In retaliation Naruto nipped at his lower lip, a little hum escaping him when Sasuke's free hand cupped his cheek; his thumb caressing his jaw. He used his grip to angle Naruto's head better, teasing his lips with his tongue until his mouth parted open for him, allowing the tip of his tongue to sneak in and brush against Naruto's. At the same moment his tongue slipped inside, he shifted slightly so that his own body was only half covering Naruto's, leaving one hand free to dip between his thighs, spreading his cheeks. Naruto breathed a soft sigh against Sasuke's mouth when he pressed one finger inside him, feeling muscles contract momentarily around the digit before they relaxed, drawing it deeper inside of him. The first finger slid in smoothly, Naruto's body accommodating easily to the intrusion.

Even when he was being distracted by fingers snatching a fistful of his hair, pulling at the strands when Sasuke pushed his finger inside until the last knuckle, he was still aware of Naruto's injured leg beginning to rise up, moving as if to wrap around Sasuke's hip. Sasuke broke their kiss and stopped moving his finger, smiling when Naruto whined in protest.

"You're not allowed to move that leg, remember?" he muttered, nuzzling Naruto's left temple. "Tsunade's already not going to be happy once she sees you this afternoon; don't give her even more ammunition to try to beat the shit out of you. You already didn't impress her yesterday."

"Wouldn't beating the shit out of me be counterproductive to what she wants me to do?" Naruto grumbled, but obediently lowered his leg again, moving it further away. "You know, that being healing and all that crap?"

"She'll probably tell you that if you were really that focused on healing, you shouldn't have been running around – or fucking," Sasuke added amused.

Naruto pouted. "Don't you produce those happy hormones or however the hell they're called when you fuck?" he asked, blinking faux-innocently. "Those can only help me in healing faster, right?"

"You try to give that excuse to her," Sasuke murmured and began moving his finger again, retracting it before pushing it back in immediately, being rewarded for it with a small grunt from Naruto, "and see how far that'll get you with her."

"It's called science, Sasuke," Naruto insisted, his eyes twinkling, and his hand dipped down from Sasuke's hair to his neck; his grip tightening briefly when a second finger pressed inside. "And you can't argue with science."

Sasuke considered making a point, which was how one could certainly argue with science seeing as that was how new scientific discoveries tended to be made. However, Naruto began undulating his hips, rolling them upwards, eagerly pushing back each time Sasuke pushed his two fingers back inside and the argument left his mind as easily as it had popped up.

He started carefully spreading his fingers, widening them slowly and stretching those tight muscles more thoroughly this time. Even though they had done this a few times before, Sasuke still took care to be cautious, keeping an eye on Naruto to ensure he wasn't accidentally hurting him. It was so easy to become lost in the sensation of hot, tight muscles rippling around his fingers; the way they relaxed and squeezed around his digits as if they were unsure whether to push him out or keep him inside.

"Come on, come on, not fragile here, I'm not going to break," Naruto mumbled, pressing his arse insistingly against Sasuke's hand. "Still, hngh, so damn careful. Not made out of glass here."

"Ever considered that I'm not being careful, but just enjoying the view?" Sasuke smirked, twisting his fingers and sliding them even deeper; the tips brushing barely against a hidden gland.

His touch had Naruto gasping and arching his back lightly; his fingers digging deeply into the mattress. A low keening noise escaped him when Sasuke rubbed the gland more firmly this time, putting more pressure against it. He braced his hand against Naruto's injured leg, a bit underneath the cut, to keep it pressed against the bed when it appeared he would attempt to raise it again.

"Ah, ah, ah," Sasuke reprimanded him mockingly and spread his fingers even wider before pulling them out, rubbing his thumb across the flushed looking entrance. The muscle was already more relaxed, loosened up, but he knew Naruto needed a bit more preparation. He wasn't going to take any risks. "You know you're not allowed to move your leg. You're going to be good or not?"

Naruto's pupils dilated visibly and his hands shot out; his fingers leaving the poor blanket alone in favour of digging into Sasuke's forearms this time. "You're going to continue then or do I have to do this on my own?" he snarked.

"Hm." Sasuke made a show of considering it, adding a third finger but letting them linger around Naruto's entrance, thumbing lightly at it but not sliding them inside just yet. "You really want to do this on your own, though?" he mused aloud and this time he pushed his fingers just a bit inside. It was still not deep enough for Naruto's liking apparently, judging by the frustrated sounds emitting from the blond underneath him.

"I think," he pushed his fingers a tad deeper again, muscles parting eagerly around the digits, "you'd get more frustrated if you had to do this on your own."

"I've got two hands I can use," Naruto huffed in response, but made no move to pull away. Instead his grip on Sasuke's arms tightened and he squirmed, pressing his arse back into Sasuke's hand.

"That's true," Sasuke agreed easily before bending down, his mouth hovering above Naruto's when he went on, "but unless you're very, very flexible – which would be interesting to know – I don't think you can fuck yourself with your own dick."

The strangled noise filling the air between them made Sasuke smirk. His smile was quickly muffled by Naruto's mouth when he surged upwards, capturing Sasuke's lips in a deep, bordering on filthy, kiss.

"Get a move on, I want you to fuck me already," Naruto muttered, slightly out of breath, pulling away only to attack Sasuke's neck next, sucking and creating what was going to be one hell of an obvious bruise in a couple of hours.

The sensation of those hot lips travelling across the sensitive part of his skin sent shivers down Sasuke's spine and he swallowed Naruto's moan when he pushed his fingers as deeply in him as he could, forcing his muscles to part even further.

Pressing them inside went a lot smoother this time; hot and slick muscles easily relaxing and parting around the intrusion. Naruto made small aborted thrusts, attempting to meet Sasuke's fingers while simultaneously trying to grind his arse backwards. He whimpered when Sasuke took his left nipple between his lips, lavishing the bud with attention until it was hard, pebbling underneath his tongue.

When he switched his attention to Naruto's other nipple, his three fingers brushed across Naruto's sweet spot while his thumb circled teasingly around his entrance. A cut off moan was his reward before Naruto grabbed his wrist out of the blue, halting him.

A tad confused, Sasuke pulled back, blinking away the daze which had fallen over him when he had got lost in Naruto. Honestly it was a good thing most of their time together was spent within the walls, because outside them Sasuke couldn't guarantee he would remain aware enough of his surroundings if he and Naruto were to mess around there.

"Want to stop?"

"Fuck no," was Naruto's very clear, heartfelt reply. "But if you don't get your dick inside me right the fuck now, I'm going to lose it and come already."

"Come then," Sasuke said puzzled. "You're far from being ancient; pretty sure you can get it up again in no time."

Naruto's pout had no right to look that indecent. "But I want to come while you're in me."

At this point it had become impossible to tell whether he was blushing from his straightforward answer or whether he was just flushed from what they had been doing so far.

Sasuke's poor brain had to take a couple of seconds to compute the none too subtle words but once it had, he swore loudly, pulling his fingers out of Naruto. Naruto's pout actually fucking deepened at that because clearly he intended to push all of Sasuke's buttons today. He eagerly spread his legs even wider, though, when Sasuke snatched up the bottle of lube again. Hs uninjured leg rose up, bending at the knee and splaying to the side.

"You're an absolute fucking menace," Sasuke bit out, because the sight of Naruto so willingly spread out underneath him, wet and loose and more than ready for him, messed thoroughly with his mind.

He didn't even check how much lube he squeezed out of the bottle, only took care it was enough to cover his length, which by now was so neglected and sensitive he had to clench his jaw at the sensation of his own touch to prevent himself from coming too soon.

"Aw, baby, love you too," Naruto cooed.

His eyes widened almost comically then, something akin to panic flickering up, but Sasuke didn't give him even a second to let the panic develop fully. He surged downwards, sealing their mouths together in a hungry, bruising kiss at the same time he guided himself between Naruto's legs. He brushed against the entrance, feeling a shudder going through Naruto even as his hands landed on his back, clutching at his shoulder blades. Their groans vibrated between their lips when Sasuke pushed forwards, slipping inside. There was a hint of resistance: Naruto's muscles tightening around him to the point where stars almost exploded behind Sasuke's closed eyelids. He paused, only half-way in still, until he felt Naruto relax around him.

Teeth accidentally bit down roughly on his lower lip when he shoved the rest of his length inside and Naruto uttered an apologetic mewl-like sound, sucking his lip between his own to soothe the sting. Sasuke halted again when he fully bottomed out inside Naruto; muscles arrhythmically clenching and unclenching around him. He doubted he was going to last long, not when he felt this on edge, not when he was completely surrounded by Naruto; his hot wet channel squeezing and tightening around him, but that was okay. It was doubtful Naruto was going to last long either, not when he had been this close earlier.

His arousal had flagged slightly when Sasuke had entered him completely, but he was back to being fully hard again, pressing against Sasuke's stomach when he shifted a bit.

"Move," he mumbled against Sasuke's cheek; his shaky breath hot.

Knowing Naruto would kick his arse if he dared to ask again whether he was sure, Sasuke complied, pulling back slowly until he barely remained inside. He paused then, watching keen-eyed how blue eyes flashed up; frustration and arousal making those pupils look blown-out. Right when Naruto opened his mouth, most likely to offer a scathing comment, Sasuke plunged deeply inside him, making Naruto shout and his back arch beautifully. Sasuke barely managed to cover his mouth on time, only a small part inside him still aware of the fact that they weren't completely alone and these walls weren't exactly thick or soundproof.

The other part, the larger part, was far too focused on the way Naruto felt around him, on the exquisite way his muscles undulated and tensed up, to give one flying fuck about what others might think of the sounds filling the apartment. Naruto appeared to agree with that; his moans and whimpers and mewls joining Sasuke's own sounds of pleasure without inhibition as their kisses grew messier, more uncoordinated as the pleasure grew almost insurmountable. Their hands wandered all over their bodies, touching and grasping and caressing every part of skin they could reach; never lingering too long, but not keeping their touches too short either. Sometimes firm, sometimes light; sometimes teasing, sometimes intently, but always moving.

The tell-tale signs of his climax were creeping up on Sasuke; the pleasure by now setting his veins alight, his lower belly burning, and his thrusts grew harsher, deeper, more forceful. Something Naruto definitely appreciated by the high-pitched moan leaving bruised lips before he buried his face in Sasuke's neck, biting down almost too hard on the junction where his neck met his shoulder.

"G-going to come," Sasuke managed to bring out through gritted teeth and even though he wanted nothing more than to keep chasing his high inside Naruto, he started pulling away, keeping one hand clenched around Naruto's thigh; barely coherent enough to recall he didn't wear a condom.

"Where the hell are you going?" Naruto gasped, before he grabbed Sasuke's shoulders, his grip almost painful, while he wound his uninjured leg around Sasuke's waist; his heel digging into Sasuke's arse, keeping him inside him.

"Don't have a condom on," Sasuke muttered; his hips starting to buck against his will.

"Yeah, I'm aware," Naruto retorted blithely. "So again where are you going?"

"Didn't think you'd want - "

"Don't think, just come in me," Naruto demanded; eyes shining wildly.

Well, that fucking did it. He was barely conscious enough not to tighten his grip on Naruto's thigh too much as his thrusts grew sloppily, forceful, but uncoordinated. Naruto squeezing firmly around him was what set him off, fireworks exploding behind his eyelids when he came. He was vaguely aware of the way Naruto shook underneath him, nails dragging down his back while Naruto muffled his moan against Sasuke's mouth.

His heartbeat was loud in his ears when he resurfaced and he realised he was still on top of Naruto. Naruto had his arms still looped around his shoulders; his hands running slowly up and down across Sasuke's back, tracing the lines his nails had left behind, the marks stinging faintly. Occasionally his hands would stray upwards to play with black strands before they descended down again, brushing over his heated skin. The blanket had ended up wrapped around their legs somehow and it was almost uncomfortably hot underneath it.

Almost.

Sasuke made to pull away and out of Naruto, but the blond man uttered a protesting noise; his embrace around Sasuke becoming stronger, keeping him pressed against Naruto.

"Don't leave," Naruto mumbled; his tone heavy with exhaustion. His hands didn't stop caressing Sasuke's back.

"Need to clean up," Sasuke reminded him, because he knew they were going to feel uncomfortable quite soon if they didn't get up to clean themselves.

They should probably change the bedding as well, because there was surely a wet spot forming underneath them and he very much doubted Gaara wanted to actually have a reminder of what his best friend had been up to in the time he hadn't been here. Who knew how long the red haired man would stay away?

"Later," Naruto mumbled and turned his head to press a kiss against Sasuke's cheek. "We still have a bit."

Well, Sasuke relaxed, one of his hands gently caressing Naruto's side, he supposed there was nothing wrong with staying like this for a little bit longer.

Just a bit longer wouldn't hurt.

Two days later a scream tore through the whole compound, shredding the silence to pieces.

AN2: Gaara later on: "That better be a goddamn fresh set of blankets, Naruto."

Naruto in response: "You have quite some high standards for someone who has worn zombie guts before."

Gaara might or might not have pushed him off the couch for that remark.

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