The Flavor of Sin

I don’t own Naruto nor do I make money from it.



Warning: Incest, cursing, sexual situations.



The Flavor of Sin



Chapter Ten



Sasuke sat flipping through an ancient magazine in Dr. Darius’s Office. He had the urge to scream. Naruto was sitting next to him and Itachi beside Naruto. The appointment to have his cast removed had been for 2:45. It was currently 4:00. Why did every trip to a doctor’s office result in long waits in uncomfortable chairs? As if Sasuke could get more uncomfortable.



“Just give me a hack saw, I’ll take the damn thing off myself.” grumbled Sasuke, earning a chuckle from Naruto, who cuddled closer to Itachi.



“You think it’s funny? You try wearing one of these things for weeks and weeks. It’s pure hell. You can’t bath comfortably. You can barely walk. The itching is horrendous.” He could go on and on about it but he didn’t. He simple grumbled under his breath.



He shot Itachi a glance. Lately, it had been harder and harder to keep his promise to Naruto. Itachi was suspicious, though he never pressured either of them to talk. Naruto’s nightmares had been getting worse. Already bags were forming under the now dull blue. No amount of sleep aids or comfort could help.



Itachi would ask Naruto what was wrong, only to be given the ‘oh it’s nothing’ speech. The normally happy blond went through the days in a daze, catching small cat naps here and there. His fucked up sleeping in turn, fucked up both Sasuke and Itachi’s.



Sasuke snapped at every little thing. Itachi wasn’t much better. The younger was certain Itachi would be confronting him soon. If Naruto wasn’t going to speak, he would make Sasuke do so. Or that was Sasuke’s train of thought.



“You should be happy. At least the cast is coming off.” Itachi said, stroking a hand through Naruto’s hair.



“I am. I’m just ticked my leg will be so weak. It will probably be weeks or months before I can return to my former state.”



A slight snore broke the conversation as both turned eyes towards the dozing blond. Sasuke snickered, causing Itachi to smile fondly. “Sasuke…”



“Before you ask, I can’t. I made him a promise. If he wants you to know he will tell you.”



“Sasuke…I know about the mall.”



Sasuke stared at his brother, gaping. He should have known. Not much escaped the eyes of Itachi. His reach was probably on par with that of the FEDS. It was actually a scary thought for one man to have so much power.



“What I want to know is…what are their names? I know you know, Sasuke.”



“I…they are the ones who fucked up Naru’s face. That’s all I’m going to say. Naruto asked me not to tell you anything. It’s bad enough I told you that.”



Itachi stroked a finger down the thin scars. Naruto refused to talk about the subject anymore than what he’d already said. The incident at the mall probably brought back the memories of the event. Even Itachi’s untrained eye could tell the cuts had been deep, possibly even through his cheeks and into his mouth. The thought brought his blood to a boil. Living on the streets was hard enough without wounds, much less with.



“I see.” Itachi continued to stroke the soft spikes.



“How do we help him? The nightmares are killing him…and us.”



Itachi was silent. He had an idea, it wouldn’t be pleasant for Naruto…or them. The return of those boys brought sadness to their Naruto. Uchihas didn’t like when other people fucked with what was their’s.



“Itachi…what are you thinking?” Sasuke was about to pressure for more from Itachi when Naruto blinked awake.



“Sasuke still has his cast.”



“No shit, dumb ass.”



“How long have I been asleep, bastard?”



“Not long. If they don’t call me back soon, I’m going to just saw the thing off myself.”



No sooner had the words left his mouth, a nurse stepped from a closed white door. “Sasuke Uchiha?”



“About fucking time.”



“I’m sorry about the wait, we had a bit of an emergency that needed taking care of.” The nurse gushed, her hands quickly moving to assist him.



Sasuke just rolled his eyes. It wasn’t the first time he’d had a woman doting on him. In most cases it was an annoying experience, leaving him pissed off. This was no exception.



“I can walk by myself.”



“Oh…well, it’s just a little farther.”



Deep breaths, he told himself. He was tempted to ask her to send Itachi in. At least then he would have a guard dog…then again, Itachi would most likely take delight in watching him squirm. Fucking brother. Maybe he should ask for Naruto? Then again, Naruto would be likely to flirt with the nurse, making Sasuke jealous. He was damned if he did and damned if he didn’t.



He must have found favor in God’s eyes. The nurse was called away by one of her co-workers, leaving him in blissful silence. The minutes ticked by with him wondering how long he would be required to wait in this room. At least in the waiting room he could talk with Itachi and Naruto. No sooner had the thought entered his mind did the orthopedic doctor enter the room, followed by the clingy nurse.



“Well, Sasuke, sorry for the wait. Are you read to have the cast removed?” Dr. Darius smiled, his round face giving off an almost comforting feel. His innocent appearance belied his skill as a orthopedic. He was one of the most respected and sought after in the state.



“Hell yes! Do you realize how bad the itching is driving me crazy?” Sasuke was practically giddy with excitement.



“I don’t want you to be disappointed at still having to use the crutches for a while. Your leg muscles will take a few weeks to strengthen. If you like, I can recommend a physical therapist.”



“Yeah, sure, anything. Just take the damn thing off.”



The doctor chuckled with mirth, his round cheeks jiggled slightly as he pulled on a pair of gloves before taking the saw from his nurse. “This saw works with vibrations. It cuts through the hard material of the cast but won’t injure you. Ready?”



Sasuke nodded. The doctor activated the electrical saw. The sound startled him for a moment. He didn’t even want to think about it. The doctor said it was safe but the thing sounded pretty damn dangerous.



The saw sliced slowly through the spiral decorated cast. Vibrations went down his leg. He fought the urge to giggle at the ticklish sensation. Little by little, the cast was sliced until the two halves were separated.



Peaking at his leg caused a wince. The flesh was paler than normal, wrinkled in some places where the sweat had accumulated. It looked disgusting, not to mention, it smelled horrendous. He’d never been an especially vain person, but seeing his weakened leg gave him the urge to kill the person who put him in that position.



The doctor didn’t seem to find anything wrong with the appearance. He was focused more on the bending and stretching, watching the play of muscles beneath the skin. “Now, your leg is going to be weak. You need to take it easy on it as you rebuild your strength and range of motion. Walking in a swimming pool and horseback riding are excellent ways to strengthen the muscles. I want to see you again in four weeks. The nurse will give you the card of a physical therapist should you decide to use one. Use the crutches or you could find yourself taking longer to heal.”



“I will, doc.” Sasuke accepted the crutches from the nurse.



It felt strange without the cast. His equilibrium seemed off. He knew it was because of the lack of the additional weight. He attempted putting a little weight on the leg, finding it so weak he nearly fell. There was a little bit of an ache too, probably due to the newly healed bone. It was still weak and would most likely take even more weeks to heal.



“Are you alright, Sasuke?” asked the nurse, cuddling to his side.



“I’m fine. It just feels weird.”



“You’ll be fine, Sasuke. Just take it easy and go slow. It won’t be long until you have full mobility back. Here’s a prescription for a muscle relaxant if you develop any cramps, take it and have someone help you massage the leg.” he smiled handing the note to Sasuke before leaving the room.



Sasuke ignored the woman who moved to cuddle against him, heading towards the waiting room where Naruto and Itachi sat. A grin burst across Naruto’s face at the site of Sasuke without the large cast. “Why do you still need crutches?”



“Because my leg muscles are weak after so long without use, idiot.”



“Hey, no need to be snappy, I was just asking. Hey Itachi! Let’s go out to dinner. Just the three of us to celebrate.”



“If you like. Where would you like to eat?”



Sasuke rolled his eyes. Itachi practically catered to Naruto’s every whim, more so since the nightmares had clenched their grasp in him. He was comforting Naruto as best he could, waiting for him to confide his troubles. Naruto, despite his jovial temperament, was a very internal person. If he thought a problem should be dealt with by him, he would deal with it without the assistance of others. It was his nature.



“If you say ramen, I will beat you with this crutch.” grumbled Sasuke, half jokingly.



“Well I was going to say steak but if you really want ramen…”



Sasuke rolled his eyes, leaving the other laughing as he made his way to the car. The driver opened the door for him, assisting him inside. Itachi and Naruto followed in suit.



“The Black Angus.” said Itachi to the driver.



“Naruto…” Sasuke opened his mouth to speak but shut it at the look in Itachi’s, acknowledging the slight shake of a head with a sigh. “Nothing.”



Naruto’s brow wrinkled up as he sighed, his lower lip poking out in a pout as if he knew something was up with the other two but couldn’t figure out what it was. “Did something happen?”



“I just umm…wanted to know if you would pose nude for me?” Sasuke muttered.



It was in fact something he’d been wanting to ask Naruto. His body was fine slopes of muscle and sinew. Sasuke wanted the chance to immortalize it on canvas. The recent strain on Naruto had pushed the thought to the back of his mind, only now resurfacing.



“Paint me naked?” Naruto snickered a little.



“There’s nothing wrong with nude paintings.” scowled Sasuke.



“Do I have to be hard…that might be a little hard to keep it up for so long.”



“No you asshole. I didn’t say I wanted to paint your dick. I want to paint your body.” He snatched up Naruto’s arm, pushing the sleeves up to reveal a slender, slightly muscled forearm. “Look at the way your muscles move beneath the skin. Look at the veins barely visible beneath the surface. I want to paint that. I want to paint the parts of you so I can make the world see you as I see you. You drive me crazy with your jokes and teasing and then you drive me crazy just by walking in the room. I have to be on my toes around you at all times. I want the world to see how much I care about you.”



Naruto sniffed a little while nibbling on his lower lip. “Do you really?”



“Yeah, now can we stop talking about this. It makes me feel like a girl.” grumbled Sasuke.



Naruto lunged across Sasuke’s lap. “I don’t think you are a girl.” he whispered, bringing his hand to caress his crotch.



“Christ, Naruto!” shouted Sasuke, squirming under the touch.



Itachi smiled at the two. It was nice to see them like this. Naruto seemed happy for the first time since the nightmares started. He wanted to put an end to Naruto’s pain and as such, had Kisame working on tracking down the three boys. His hands were itching to strangle each and every one. To make matters more frustrating, Sasori was still trying to track down his own would-be killer.



There were too many variables. It made things interesting. However, he didn’t like how it put both Sasuke and Naruto at risk. That was unacceptable. “That’s enough you two…or would you rather go home and finish that there?”



“You’re no fun, Itachi.” Naruto huffed.



Sasuke went about taking deep breaths, his hands attempting to adjust his pants. Itachi’s lips twitched at the tenting pants. “Do you need some help with that, Sasuke?”



Blood darkened the color in Sasuke’s cheeks. “I’m fine.” he grumbled.



“I don’t think you are. Are you planning on going into the restaurant with an erection waving at everyone who passes?” Itachi slid closer to Sasuke, his fingers stroking the smooth jaw. There was only the faintest touch of stubble.



“I don’t think he is either, ‘Tachi.” piped in Naruto.



“What shall we do about it then, Naruto?”



Naruto licked his lips, eyes gleaming. “I think we need to help him out so he won’t be embarrassed in the restaurant.”



“What the fuck are you two talking…oh God!” His head thumped against the headrest as his pants were undone, his erection taken into deft hands.



Itachi leaned in to kiss the corner of gaping lips. “Sasuke, be a good boy for us.”



“Itachi…the driver…”



“He can’t hear us and if he did, I pay him more than enough for his silence.” Itachi smirked, his hand joining Naruto’s in stroking Sasuke.



Naruto shoved up Sasuke’s shirt, his lips immediately covering a puckered pink nipple. Biting and sucking, he smiled around one flat disk as Sasuke moaned loudly, undoubtedly heard by the driver despite the thick window. Sasuke was so sensitive on his nipples.



While Naruto teased Sasuke’s nipples, Itachi moved towards the red cock jutting from the opening of his pants. He loved how Sasuke got so hard so fast. It was as if his body was tuned for just them. He liked it. He liked his control over Sasuke, just as he liked his control over Naruto’s pleasure. Knowledge of the effect he had on both men increased his own pleasure a thousand fold.



Sasuke’s hand shot up to cover his mouth. His cries were becoming louder. Dual lips played a symphony on his body, Naruto licking and nipping at his chest while Itachi sucked his cock. Already he was barreling rapidly towards an orgasm of epic proportions. The knowledge that Franz could hear and probably knew exactly what was going on in behind the glass window was sending him even harder towards his ending.



“Why are you covering your mouth? You know ‘Tachi likes hearing you.” Naruto nipped at the hand before dragging it away to kiss him, capturing each sound as it burst from his lips.



Itachi smirked up at how Sasuke writhed in Naruto’s arms. He would never get tired of seeing them together. They belonged to him. He would never let them go.



A heavy burst of pre cum dribbled from the tip, alerting him to just how close Sasuke was. He tongued the slit, causing Sasuke to go wild. His hips bucked despite Itachi’s hands holding him still.



“Sasuke…you’re holding back.” Itachi said, sneaking his hand beneath the hips to press a finger in the clenched muscle of Sasuke’s anus.



“Nngh!” Sasuke gasped out, his hips arching high as cum spurted heavily in his brother’s mouth.



“Save some for me.” grinned Naruto, dipping down to catch the dribbles of cum along Itachi’s chin.



Itachi sat up, pressing his lips against Sasuke’s ear while Naruto finished cleaning the remaining cum. He bit the lobe before whispering. “I know what you need, Sasuke.”



“Itachi…please.”



“Oh, I will. Tonight, I’m going to take you. You are going to scream my name from beneath me.”



“And, while Itachi is in you, you will be sucking my cock. I know you know how to do it very well.” Naruto chimed in, his tongue lapping one last time at the sensitive tip before he pulled up to kiss along Sasuke’s jaw until he reached his ear. “I can’t wait to see you stretched around ‘Tachi.”



While Sasuke panted heavily, Itachi leaned over to unfasten Naruto‘s pants and cup his erection. He grabbed a tissue from a box while stroking Naruto rapidly. The other’s moans nearly had him cumming in his pants.



Despite his own lust, he would hold in until later tonight. His own proclivities were no reason why Naruto should suffer. Cum slicked his hand, making it glide so much easier. Placing the tissue over the tip, he caught the burst of orgasm. His lips dipped to catch the whining cry.



“Itachi, I love you.” groaned Naruto, his lips sucking at Itachi’s.



“And I you, my delicious caramel.” he answered.



“Boss, we’re here.” Franz voice burst through the intercom system.



“Thank you, Franz. “ Itachi acknowledged, opening the door as Sasuke and Naruto scrambled to make themselves more presentable.



“How does he not have a raging hard-on?” Sasuke muttered to Naruto as both stepped from the vehicle.



“He’s a demon.” grinned Naruto, grabbing Sasuke’s hand to pull him quickly from the car and after the retreating back of their lover.



“Hold up, you moron. My leg isn’t strong enough to hold me.” Sasuke shouted, nearly tumbling to the ground.



“Sorry. I just don’t want Itachi to start without us.”



“What the fuck do you think he’s going to do, eat the restaurant out of steak?”



“Well…they might run out before we can place our orders…”



“You’re an idiot.”



“Yet you still love me.”



Sasuke started. Yes, he supposed he did love Naruto. The little shit grew on him. He’d been cute that morning he’d first met him, eight months prior. Now, he was sex on two legs.



Tucking the crutches under his arm, he walked slowly behind Naruto. He noticed Naruto staying with him instead of running ahead. “Go on, moron. I’m sure I can make it inside without collapsing. Just tell Itachi to order me a soda.”



Naruto grinned, kissing Sasuke on the cheek before jogging quickly inside. Sasuke couldn’t help but smile. Naruto was just so adorable some times. He was a grown man, yet still he had such a warm and inviting personality. Just knowing him changed people.



The hostess pointed him towards a secluded booth as he slowly entered the restaurant. He was immensely grateful for the spacious décor of the steakhouse. It made maneuvering through the array of tables with his crutches much easier.



“Slow poke.” grinned Naruto, already seated next to Itachi in the booth.



Sasuke rolled his eyes, lowering himself slowly to the booth seat across from them. He hated eating in public with them. Naruto was all over Itachi while Sasuke was required to distance himself. He wanted to yell out in anger. He had just as much right to kiss, hug, and touch Itachi and Naruto…society however, did not agree.



“Sasuke…you don’ have to hide.” Itachi said.



Sasuke’s eye’s widened. It was almost as if Itachi read his mind. How did his brother keep doing that.



“You are just as much mine as Naruto. I have no shame in it, not any longer. My private life will not interfere in my business life. My company is successful because it’s good at what it does and even if it did go under, I have enough money to last ten lifetimes. Don’t be afraid to show your affection.” Itachi sipped his wine calmly, his eyes swirling depths of pitch.



“I…”



“It’s ok, Sasuke. Itachi wouldn’t lie to you.” Naruto smiled.



“Thanks.”



“Are you ready to order?” The waitress asked, interrupting the conversation.



“I’ll have the filet, steamed vegetables, and scalloped potatoes.” answered Itachi.



“I want the New York strip, with French fries.” Naruto followed.



The waitress jotted down the orders, turning to Sasuke. Her smile turned seductive. It didn’t take rocket science to see Naruto and Itachi were a couple. They were both delicious eye candy but she had her sights set on the apparent third wheel. “Anything I can get for you?” she purred.



Sasuke wished he could groan at the sugary sweet tone in her voice. It grated on his nerves, reminding him of the nightmare of his middle and high school years. It had gotten to the point, he nearly had to go into home school to stop the girls from practically raping him.



“Steak tips, stuffed mushrooms, and steamed vegetables.” Sasuke said, his voice cold.



Itachi cleared his throat as the waitress hung around the table far longer than necessary. The sound jarred the girl from her fawning, sending her trotting towards the kitchen to place the order. Sasuke sighed in relief, sending Itachi a very grateful look.



“Why do they chase after you, Sasuke? I mean you are good looking and all, but fuck…” Naruto frowned, confusion written across his face.



“Sasuke has better than average looks, but he also carries an air of elusiveness. Each woman who chases him, wants to be the one to claim him. They want to be the one to dispel that elusiveness. Of course, they never take into account his own sexual tendencies.” Itachi chuckled.



“They seem stupid. Don’t they care about him and want to get to know him before they try to marry him?”



“I’m sitting right here, and no Naruto, they do not care to get to know me. They want what they think is unattainable. They ignore the fact I prefer the same sex. I would imagine they would faint if they knew I preferred the touch of my brother and his lover over that of any girl.” Sasuke took a long drink of his soda, avoiding alcohol while still on drugs.



“I guess…”



“Don’t worry about it, Naruto. We won’t let any of his flock of girls hurt him.” Itachi chuckled.



“Hey, Itachi. Did you have a fan club of girls?” asked Naruto.



“Hn, I graduated from high school at age thirteen and college two years later. I was already Vice-president of the company at age sixteen and CEO by eighteen. I believe most my age were too intimidated by me.”



“Geez, ‘Tachi.” Naruto gaped.



Itachi smirked, about to comment when his cell chimed. Pulling it from his pocket, he glanced at the caller id before lifting the small device to his ear.



“Yes, Sasori?”



“You should be pleased, Itachi. My debt owed you is now paid. We found your would-be killer.”



To be continued~