Conquest

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Chapter 12
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Naruto’s eyes remained large as Sasuke’s mouth worked earnestly against his. After a few moments of the smooth, light coloured lips pressed harshly against his, Sasuke withdrew finally registering the lack of response. It was not that Naruto didn’t want to make contact with the mouth that had only a few seconds ago been pressed so intimately with his; it was just that he hadn’t been expecting it.


Sasuke’s hands slipped from where they gripped his wrists above his head as an awkward silence settled over them. His face became strangely blank as he moved to put some distance between their bodies.


Naruto forced a grin out which slipped away quickly as Sasuke turned. So he hadn’t known how to react but there was a pulsing in his penis and anger punctuating the dull throb at his temples. He growled internally as the feelings he had spent so much time repressing, ignoring, clawed at the surface of his inner thoughts and bombarded him with the simultaneous want of grabbing Sasuke back, shoving his tongue down his throat and then maybe punching him.


Sasuke’s shoulders had tensed up; Naruto hoped the asshole could feel the force of his glare as he channelled out the muddle of various feelings through his narrowed eyes and downturned, twisted mouth. Naruto watched the TA put away his laundry with short jagged movements. Before he could decide what he needed to be done for them to get past this new awkwardness and his less than rational anger, Sasuke had turned back to face him again.


“What?” Naruto snapped automatically; Sasuke’s expressionless face causing another surge of fury to heat his tanned skin.


Sasuke’s dark eyes shared none of the passion with which Naruto’s blazed. There was an odd quiet contemplation in them. Without realising it, Naruto found Sasuke had taken the steps to stand in front of him once more.


“Hold still.” Sasuke brought his face close to Naruto’s. Naruto’s breathing slowed as his glare ebbed away while observing the smooth skin of Sasuke’s cheek.


The corner of Sasuke’s mouth twitched up, “hn.”


Their bodies were still apart, arms by their sides, as a surreal calm settled over them.


“Asshole,” Naruto growled out after a few moments. He fisted Sasuke’s shirt, dragging the other forward to clumsily bring their mouths together again.


There was no breaking apart this time. Their mouths moved with a certain rigid harshness as hands fumbled and groped for something to grasp onto. Naruto’s stomach twisted within him as the onslaught of his hormones got the better of him. Sasuke’s mouth was firm against his; it was really more of who could push against the other’s mouth harder than an actual kiss.


Naruto felt a hard shove against his chest as he was once again pushed into the driers. Sasuke glared at him, “I couldn’t breathe.” A pale hand rose to wipe the side of his mouth.


“Yeah? Breathe through your nose then,” Naruto mimicked the action, briefly rubbing the side of his hand against his lips to commit the sensation to memory.


In a flash, Sasuke was once again pressed up against him, crotch to crotch. This had Naruto reflexively bucking his hips, once, twice, before turning them around to press Sasuke against the hard surface behind.


Naruto really didn’t want to stop and think about what he was doing, what this meant. He was impulsive and rash and Sasuke brought out the best and worst aspects of these qualities.


...


They now stood outside the apartment building. Sasuke was currently battling the desire to kick Naruto. Naruto, who stood half naked, was trying to look comfortable with said half-nakedness by crossing his arms over his chest (this way his nipples were hidden from view) and glaring at a particular spot in the air so that his eyes were glassed over and slightly cross eyed.


Their impromptu humping session had been interrupted with the piercing wailing of the fire alarm. Naruto had been all happy to ignore it and had attempted to pull Sasuke into another mind-numbing kiss as their clothed cocks rubbing happily against each other. However, Sasuke was not to be thwarted in this life or death situation. He had pushed Naruto off and started to re-button his shirt while making his way towards the door as Naruto bemoaned the loss of friction. ‘Move it Uzumaki’ Sasuke had hissed, his fingers slipping along the buttons, his mind still incredibly hazy from the pleasure induced hormones floating through his system.


Naruto had had that look on his face, as if he were going to refuse, stubbornly remain where he was while the building burnt down, just because something within him was determined not to comply with any of Sasuke’s wishes.


‘Fine, stay,’ Sasuke had growled out, turning to leave, knowing with smug confidence that Naruto would be scrambling to catch up with him in seconds.


“Sasuke, I’m cold,” Naruto muttered, shifting from foot to foot, his face twisted in a scowl. They had been standing there in silence the entire time they had been out there. Without the heat of each other’s bodies and the cold air whipping at their faces, their hormone levels had substantially decreased. Sasuke was currently thinking of his future at the university, Naruto most likely wondering if his ramen would scream his name as they burned in a fiery death.


Sasuke stared stonily at the man before him. His erection long gone, he was still hard pressed to not stare at the torso which certainly didn’t look cold, the crossed arms emphasising Naruto’s defined biceps.


“Try zipping up your fly,” Sasuke muttered, secretly appreciating the immediate blush reaction. Sasuke returned to avoiding the looks of the other residents. He just knew that they knew what he had been doing with Naruto. He spent most of his time keeping an exaggerated difference between himself and Naruto, who he was convinced, kept inching closer for body warmth.


Finally they were informed of the source of the fire and given the all clear to re-enter the building. Temari’s attempts at acting womanly and cooking a dinner for her date had ended disastrously. Really, who knew that throwing water on an oil fire would only make it worse?


Sasuke snorted as he passed her getting lectured by several firemen, ‘lectured,’ used loosely as they were all speaking very sternly to her ample cleavage.


...


Naruto glared once again at Sasuke’s backside. The asshole hadn’t said more than two words to him. Naruto was beginning to think that the ice-prick had multiple personalities. They were currently climbing the stairs to their apartment on the ninth floor. Sasuke hadn’t seemed inclined to step into the small elevator packed with the residents all in their varying states of undress.


Naruto was torn between watching Sasuke’s ass muscles flex through his jeans every time he raised his leg pulling the material taut, and demanding an explanation from the nut job that was his roommate, his somewhat teacher and apparently now his groping buddy.


The first flight of stairs Naruto had tried the oh-so-subtle coughing method to get Sasuke’s attention. He had been close to hacking up his lungs before Sasuke had turned around, raising a thin eyebrow, the subtle shifts of his face producing a haughty expression. The second flight of stairs Naruto had pretended to trip up. Sasuke had chosen not to notice and Naruto had had to sprint to the fourth floor to catch up.


Naruto had had a lot of thinking time between the fourth and sixth floors, and he had axed several battle plans. Somehow he didn’t think shouting, ‘look shiny!’ would work on Sasuke like it did on Kiba. He had also considered throwing something at Sasuke, namely his shoe, but there were too many windows for his shoe to get thrown out of once it collided with Sasuke’s head.


Naruto’s new plan was fairly reminiscent of the cave man era. Knock the chick out with a club, drag her to the cave and impregnate her with babies while she was out cold. This was edited slightly, but it remained relatively close to the original.


This was why Sasuke had been rugby tackled to the steps of the stairs of the seventh floor with his chin smashing into the first step as Naruto’s arms wrapped around his upper thighs.


“What the fuck are you playing at, Naruto?!” Sasuke gritted out the words while trying to turn around.


Naruto wasn’t able to articulate his words very well, and after starting and cutting short several sentences, only his last of, “You kissed me!” made any sense.


“Yes.” Sasuke had actually looked as if he was going to deny it.


Naruto desperately wanted to know why. If he thought about it carefully without going into another blind rage, about how stupid and moronic Uchiha was, he could probably understand why. Sasuke was most likely hopelessly in love with his sexiness, and that was the only way he knew how to show his feelings.


Naruto waved his hand, “I understand, you couldn’t help yourself,” he gestured at his still very naked upper-half as he extracted himself from the tangle of limbs. Sasuke gave him a very cool, withering look that had Naruto’s balls trying to claw their way back inside his body.


Naruto sighed and slumped down to sit on one of the steps, legs stretched out and hands braced beside him. “What do you want from me?” his tone conveying the seriousness of the question.


Sasuke watched him with dark unreadable eyes, the intensity of his stare making Naruto scowl back with defiance. They would never get along, and maybe that’s what would make it all worth it in the end.


“You confuse me,” Sasuke spoke after a while. He did look like he was trying to make an effort, but really, Naruto was not a mind-reader, how was he supposed to interpret exactly what that had to do with Sasuke turning all horny on his ass?


“Listen, Uchiha, we’ve had a lot of run-ins these past few months, I try to rescue you from your angst-filled, yet very dull life. You reject said rescue, then you send me mixed signals: one moment you’re all hot for me, then you’re an ice prick and then you put the moves on me over and over and over and over an-” Naruto’s rambling was cut short as Sasuke pushed him to lie against the edges of the steps, kneeling over him and trying to suffocate him with his mouth.


The kiss turned smooth as Sasuke sucked on Naruto’s bottom lip and his hands came to push through Naruto’s spiky hair, holding the head still as he laid attention to the firm mouth.


...


Sasuke-whore, who was currently receiving his dying wish, was at present very quiet. The only thoughts running through Sasuke’s mind were on shutting Naruto up while trying to sort out what it was that he wanted. It was nice that the two problems were being solved simultaneously.


Naruto started responding to the kiss, mouth opening in a show of compliance as his tongue licked at Sasuke’s top lip. Sasuke’s body was countering in a very needy fashion, grinding down hard on the body beneath, his cock slowly hardening within the confines of his jeans.


He needed more of this friction; his hands released Naruto’s hair to move between their bodies to grasp at the buttons of his jeans while still bucking into Naruto’s crotch. Their mouths began to move with a certain desperation. As if one of them was dying and/or leaving on a plane tomorrow never to be seen again.


Their somewhat romantic union on the dirty staircase of a student house was interrupted by the wolf-whistling and claps that greeted their ears when the elevator door pinged open. Sasuke growled at being caught in such a compromising position by students, some of which were likely to be in his class. His immediate reaction was to hide his face, which he did by pressing his nose and mouth into the junction of Naruto’s neck and shoulder, resisting the urge to bite the tanned skin there.


“Hey, hey, Uzumaki! Who’s your friend? Wanna introduce us?”


Sasuke did bite down when Naruto patted his behind and replied “He’s shy! Come back later and I’ll introduce you to the wife!”


After several minutes of exchanged pleasantries, where Naruto talked amicably with his acquaintances while holding Sasuke firmly in place on top of him, Sasuke managed to bite down hard enough to reach even Naruto’s high threshold for pain.


When they finally left, Sasuke stood up, looking angrily at Naruto.


“Heh, I’m a man of opportunity? Your ass deserved that!” Naruto grinned, his legs still spread and the faint outline of a hard cock making itself apparent through his attire.


Sasuke concentrated on keeping eye contact with Naruto and not the way his body was laid out in such a wanton pose. He stepped over Naruto and continued on his quest to reach their apartment before Sasuke-whore decided public sex was an option.


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Naruto entered the apartment to find Sasuke sitting on the couch. He had decided that they had done enough talking for the day and that The Dagger required attention immediately. The Dagger who had blossomed beautifully to complete hardness twice before dejectedly lowering down again, twice. Naruto was determined that blue balls were to be a thing of the past. He would sex Sasuke into any available surface to make up for all the months of unnecessary thinking he had had to do while his heart refused to beat at an appropriate pace.


“Naruto...I...” Sasuke began, looking a little uncertain and hesitant, something Naruto had never seen in him before.


“Talk later,” Naruto replied as he pulled off his jeans, kicking them off along with his shoes so that he stood almost completely naked aside from his black boxer shorts and socks.


Sasuke barely had time to make a smart remark about the mismatched socks before the full weight of Naruto’s body had settled on him, pushing him to lie back down on the lumpy couch behind.


Their frenzied humping soon began again; the air was punctuated with the occasional grunt and, ‘ah,’ accompanied by a demand to go faster. Naruto wasn’t quite sure how much faster Sasuke wanted him to go but he had the distinct impression Sasuke thought he was the bunny running on the energizer battery.


And then the apartment phone went off, the repetitive ring punctuated each slow grind of Naruto’s hips into Sasuke’s, whose pants hadn’t actually been worn away just yet. Naruto ignored it, searching for Sasuke’s mouth again to kiss at, because he simply couldn’t get enough of Sasuke’s rich coffee tasting saliva.


“Uzumaki Naruto isn’t here! Leave a message and I’ll get back to you. P.S if this is Neji, Kiba is still in France!”


Naruto reached between their legs to cup firmly at Sasuke’s denim-covered erection, dragging his hand up and down adding more pressure each time, while leaning back to observe the exquisite expression the pleasure brought to Sasuke’s pale face.


“Hello little brother, Professor Hatake kindly gave me this number.”


All response from Sasuke stopped at that point. Sasuke’s grip on his buttocks ceased pressing Naruto down further to eliminate all distance between them. His mouth became unresponsive; no longer moving in clumsily kisses against the lips above him. And most importantly the Dagger’s new friend seemed to have lost all enthusiasm.


“I was beginning to wonder when you’d stop this foolish tantrum of yours...”


Naruto found himself shoved off Sasuke to meet the floor and coffee table painfully.


“What the fuck, Sasuke?!”


“Mother is quite worried you know...”


Sasuke was stalking towards the answer machine and its little red blinking light like a man possessed.


“Father asked me to call, to check up on you, I assume that is his way of also showing concern...”


The rest of the message went unheard as Sasuke had by now ripped the plug out for the answer machine.


The silence had resettled once again. Naruto was still painfully hard but Sasuke had obviously lost all interest in any of the sexual acts that Naruto had been dreaming of since their first kiss in the lab.


“So...” Naruto began tentatively inching closer to Sasuke who sat on the opposite end of the couch looking slightly traumatized. “I didn’t know you had a brother...” that had been quite obviously the wrong way to go about getting Sasuke hot and ready for sex again as another ball receding withering gaze was directed at him.


“Um, why don’t I leave you alone with the answer machine, you guys look like you could use some privacy,” Naruto grinned nervously, “I’ll uh... be in my room for when you’re... uh..” another glare “...ready...”


...


What the fuck are you brooding about your stuck-up brother for? We have ass in the next room, ASS, do you understand me? A-S-S. After ten minutes of contemplating Itachi’s death, his libido finally decided to return full blast, screaming at him about needing release. Sasuke considered just finishing himself off in the bathroom, but unfortunately now that he had felt Naruto’s strong hands run their length up and down his body he could think of nothing else but feeling them again. And Itachi.


Sasuke shoved a hand through his hair. He couldn’t get distracted just because Itachi had called. He had made his decision long ago and he would stick to it. That included doing Uzumaki.


He stood and made his way to Naruto’s door, not bothering to knock, he turned the handle and walked in. His first reaction to the sight before him had been shock, and the second to laugh. Naruto had been lying flat on his bed still with the mismatched socks but what had really caught Sasuke’s eye was the erection being pumped with one hand while the other fisted sheets. He had wanted to laugh because Naruto’s face had turned from moaning in pleasure to being flooded with panic as he scrambled for sheets to cover himself with. Sure, now he had modesty.


“Learn to knock, bastard!” Naruto squeaked out, his voice reaching levels only dogs could hear.


Sasuke smirked and grabbed one end of the sheet and initiated an impromptu tug-of-war. Neither seemed inclined to give in, so Sasuke slowly started making his way forward, Naruto’s blue eyes widening as Sasuke’s smirk grew.


“Got a tiny cock, Uzumaki?” Sasuke couldn’t believe how much he was enjoying himself just teasing the tanned man before him.


“Pft as if, Uchiha, you felt it, you should know,” Naruto growled back, dropping the sheet to reveal himself.


Sasuke only got a glimpse of the slightly reddened cock, shiny with precum at the tip before he was jerked forward by the sheet and his mouth collided painfully with Naruto’s chin. He barely had time to process the pain before Naruto was kissing him, tugging at the buttons of his shirt and undressing him as his hands roamed over any of the pale flesh that was revealed.


Soon the grinding began again, except this time they were both naked, and that only made it so much better. Sweat beaded on their bodies more from the exertion of flipping each other over and over on the bed, both determined to retain their top position.


“Ha... ah... condoms... lube... where the hell are they?!” Sasuke briefly stopped to search through Naruto’s dresser table as Naruto ran his tongue over the column of Sasuke’s pale neck. Naruto’s hands on his ass momentarily halted their kneading as Naruto’s motions slowed to a stop.


“Don’t tell me you don’t have condoms...”


Naruto’s eyes widened his mouth still open from lavishing attention to Sasuke’s shoulders.


“I... I...” panic set into his blue eyes once again and then he sprung into action.


“Wait there!” He leaped out of bed looking around in a mad search for his clothes, pulling on his jeans commando and grabbing a jumper. “Just wait right there, don’t move!”


He grabbed a quick kiss, “Do. Not. Move.”


Sasuke raised an eyebrow as he heard the apartment door slam shut.


...


Naruto returned a half hour later huffing and puffing from exerting himself by running all the way to the drug store and back. He’d paid a twenty for a packet of condoms and the lube. On returning he hadn’t wasted anytime and had re-pounced on Sasuke who had made himself comfortable in Naruto’s bed. If he had had it his way he would have pounced with a condom wrapped and lubed cock straight into Sasuke’s entrance, but he had some will power.


However things had gone wrong once again. Sasuke didn’t seem to understand that he would be bottom and they now stood either side of the bed in fighting stances. Sasuke had the packet of condoms in his hand, but Naruto had managed to hold onto the lube.


“Sasuke, you owe me, give me back the condoms,” Naruto was trying to be reasonable.


“Oh? How so?” Sasuke seemed to have no intention of giving in.


“You... you... months! Asshole!” Naruto’s frustrations were hitting a peak. The damn Dagger just had to become picky about who it woke up in the morning for.


“That’s hardly my fault that you seem unable to articulate your feelings, idiot,” Sasuke shot back. “Besides, I top, or you fail my class.”


Naruto wanted to punch the smirk off the bastard’s face but he was having a hard time holding onto that feeling since Sasuke’s lithe naked body stood just a few feet away.


“You can’t make threats like that, Kakashi wouldn’t let you!”


“Oh? Have you seen how Kakashi runs his course?” Sasuke looked like he was ready to pounce again, and Naruto was in desperate need to run his hands over all that pale unmarked skin of muscle and sinew. Sasuke’s penis had hardened once again through the process of their arguing and Naruto couldn’t keep his eyes trained directly forward.


Giving in to his primal urges Naruto leapt onto the bed and in another movement leapt onto Sasuke bringing them to the floor in one painful move.


“Give... me... those... condoms!” They rolled around on the floor trying in vain to obtain what the other had.


What had started out as fighting lead to biting, which inevitably lead to kissing. Sasuke’s mouth moved against Naruto’s own in a way that was so perfect and simply so right, that their movements slowed to writhing against each other on the wooden floor.


They lay side by side with Sasuke’s leg thrust between Naruto’s thighs, hands stroking the other’s member until they found their release, coming hard as their mouths meshed together.


...


Sasuke’s lips twitched upwards as he shoved Naruto’s snoring mouth away from his. He had managed to drag Naruto up onto his bed before the other fell asleep. In doing so he had also taken the opportunity to hide the condoms and lube for future use and abuse of Naruto’s ass. They lay on Naruto’s twin bed, entwined despite Sasuke trying to separate himself from Naruto’s overly heated body. He had failed due to the strong arms currently wrapped around his waist.


Maybe Kakashi would need to find another TA, or perhaps not, seeing as how the professor was incapable of doing any work. Either way, Sasuke decided that despite how uncomfortable he was in this bed with semen drying on him and Naruto’s weight causing his shoulder to go numb, he could honestly say he had never felt happier. Sasuke-whore whole-heartedly agreed.