What Can I Do For You?

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



Summary: Every time Naruto sits in a dentist chair, his body becomes aroused. It’s gotten to the point, he needs to visit dentists every few weeks to be able to get off. What he doesn’t expect when he makes an appointment with Uchiha Family Dentistry is that he’s not the only one with kinks involving dentist offices.



Warnings: kinks, cursing, adult situations, unlawful use of a dentist exam room



Open Wide



He was hurting…bad. It wasn’t a physical pain but one of a decidedly more perverse nature. This type of pain needed more than a quick beating off in the shower. It was perverse, aberrant, and he needed it so badly, his stomach was twisted into an array of knots. He was a junkie and his fix was a decidedly more strange than smack or crack.



It was possible for him to go weeks or sometimes, even months without his fix. There was only one way to describe him--a druggy looking to score. His yellow pages were full of Xs through offices he could no longer use. It quickly became obvious to the doctors and assistants of his particular kink.



Pressing his head against the shower stall, he released a moan of built up need--need he wouldn’t be able to satisfy without a visit…to the dentist. No costumed fake would do, he’d tried it before. He needed the real thing. No, he’d never been molested by his dentist as a child or by anyone for that matter. Naruto Uzumaki wasn’t a complete psycho case with Stockholm Syndrome. He simply suffered from a sexual deviant that forced him to visit dentists every few weeks in order to relieve the sexual tension.



He didn’t beat off in front of them, or anything so disgusting. He usually brought a blanket to hide the erection that tended to pop the moment he sat in the chair. He was polite and courteous to the men and women who were only doing their job, not realizing they were doing much more for Naruto than checking his teeth.



After leaving the office, he usually had to get off quickly in his car. Afterwards, he would be set for weeks. He could perform with lovers or just beat off in the shower. As long as the memory of the visit was fresh in his mind, his life was calm as a mountain lake.



After breaking up with his last significant other, he’d let his visits to various local dentists dwindle. He wasn’t particularly needing of release and ignored the need when it arose--pushing it aside and focusing on his work as the owner of a book store.



It had been six months since his last visit. The need, steadily building over the last few weeks was finally at a peak. He couldn’t wait any longer. His erection went limp at the thought of merely beating off. There was no way around it. Unless he wanted to join a monastery, he needed to find a dentist he wasn’t banned from.



Snatching up his new issue of the yellow pages, he began meticulously marking through dentists he knew he’d visited. Red marks began to take up a significant portion of the thin yellow colored pages. His brows knitted together in a frown. He couldn’t have gone through every dentist in the tri state area? Was he going to have to resort to traveling out of town for his fix now?



“Fuck!” Naruto’s eyes began to scan across the page, desperately looking for a name, any name. He would go mad if he didn’t get off.



He began to gnaw on his lip, starting with the letter A and praying for some gift from God to help him get through this one hump. He was willing to say a thousand Hail Marys and Our Fathers if he could only find a dentist. That he wasn’t Catholic didn’t matter. He’d convert if it meant God would show some compassion on his desperate prayer.



The prayer had barely worked through his mind when his finger landed on a name he didn’t recognize. Uchiha Family Dentistry. Naruto lifted his hands in praise. There was a God and he was looking out for his son. “I promise, I will get right on those Hail Marys after I visit Dr. Uchiha.”



His hands shook like a man with Parkinson’s disease. He had to redial the number three times just to get the correct connection. The ringing thrum rolling through his ear brought an excited throb in his cock. He couldn’t remember ever being this strung out.



“Please let there be an opening. Please let there be an opening.” He repeated the mantra, clenching his pant’s leg in desperation.



“Uchiha Family Dentistry. How may I help you?”



Thank God! Naruto cleared his voice, hoping the lump having formed while waiting for pick up would let him speak. “I…I want to make an appointment.”



“New or old patient?”



“N-New.” Oh, if only he was allowed the option of being a return patient. It would be a gift from the gods.



“What seems to be the problem?” The sound of typing calmed Naruto’s soul. She was setting up the appointment. Praise be to Allah! He wasn’t Muslim either, but it couldn’t hurt to embrace all religions in case one actually happened to be the right one. He had a couple of pamphlets from the Jehovah’s Witnesses somewhere in his desk along with a copy of the Book of Latter Day Saints. When one was possessed by this demon who lusted for the feel of a dentist chair beneath his ass, religion began to look really good.



“I…I just need a…a…” He closed his eyes and took a deep, calming breath. “I just need a check-up.”



“How long since your last check-up?”



Fuck. How long had it been? Six months? “Uhh, I don’t remember. It feels like forever.” And that was the truth.



“Well, lets see. We have an appointment open in six weeks. How would that work for you?” Six weeks! He wouldn’t last that long. He need relief soon or he would explode.



“Do…you have something a little sooner.” Please. Please. Please. Naruto mentally chanted. He would die if the earliest appointment he could get was six weeks.



“Hmm, well. Oh! Looks like there was a cancellation. I must have over looked it. We have an opening tomorrow. Would 2:00 work for you?” she asked.



“Yes!” Naruto pumped the air with a fist. He probably scared the receptionist but he couldn’t have hoped for better luck. Yes, he must have been doing something right to whatever higher power existed in the heavens.



The receptionist chuckled in his ear. “I guess I’ll put you down for two. And your name?”



“Oh! Sorry. I’m just really happy at being able to get squeezed in. My name is Naruto Uzumaki.” Naruto grinned happily, doing a little dance. At this time tomorrow, he would be seated in a dentist chair and finally get what he desperately needed.



oOo



Naruto’s leg bounced up and down, the only show of how anxious he was while waiting for his turn. A few people looked on him with smiles of compassion, most likely thinking he was afraid or nervous about his dentist visit. If only they knew. The knot in his belly kept getting tighter and tighter as the minutes ticked by at nearly a crawl. He started to take to popping his knuckles along with the jumping of his knee. He shouldn’t have waited so long. This was an unacceptable response. He felt like a guy waiting for his first date. It wasn’t as if he was attracted to the dentists he visited. Most tended to be middle aged men. No, it was the atmosphere and smell--the texture of the chair and the sound of the tools.



“Naruto Uzumaki?”



Naruto jumped from where he was seated, startling the old lady sitting to his right. “Here!”



“Follow me, Mr. Uzumaki.” The dental assistant turned from the door, forcing Naruto to grab his customary blanket and follow her quickly down the hall. The smell was already revving up his hormones, making it harder to keep from racing past the woman and into an empty examination room. “If you’ll just sit in the chair, Dr. Uchiha will be with you shortly.”



She fastened a bib around his neck and exited the room. Naruto double folded the blanket, making sure it hid his already hard erection. He’d never been this turned on before, a very definite testament to his abstinence. Just the thought of where he was calmed his nerves but fired his body.



With a groan, he pressed his skull into the headrest. His hands rubbed anxiously on the arm rests. He was so hard and all he’d done was sit in the fucking chair. He really wanted to jerk off. His hands itched, urging him to slide them into the loose pants. It would only take a few strokes. He would probably shoot off before the dentist even entered the room.



His hand, obviously possessing a mind of its own, began to slide down towards his blanket covered lap. His fingers had just touched the seam of his pants when the door opened quickly and in strode the dentist.



Naruto was a firm believer in love regardless of gender. He supposed that made him bisexual but hated labeling himself as such. This man…this dentist…put every previous lover he’d had, male or female, to shame. His hair, long and thick was tied back at the base of his neck, long bangs fluttering around his face.



“Good afternoon, Mr. Uzumaki.” His voice was smooth and dark, like chocolate. This man was a god. If he hadn’t already been ready to blow, it was likely the entrance of this man would have primed him.



Swallowing the lump in his throat, Naruto croaked out a good afternoon. He wanted to slap himself for acting like that. It was just the outfit and knowledge he was a dentist. His looks had nothing to do with his reaction. He kept repeating the words over and over in his head as Dr. Uchiha went about washing his hands before donning gloves and a mask. The mask accented Dr. Uchiha’s amazing eyes. Long dark lashes framed slightly slanted eyes, the iris so brown it was almost black. He could lose himself in those eyes.



“Open wide.”



Naruto was enamored with him, he could do no other than follow each command. This experience was unlike anything he’d ever felt. For the first time, he found himself wanting it all. The examination room. The smell. The tools. The dentist. He wanted it all.



Slender fingers dipped in his mouth along with a metal hook pick. Every scrape along his teeth brought a moan closer to the surface. His hands shook where the grasped the chair’s arm rests. Each touch in his mouth was mirrored in his cock. He was going to die. There was no way he was going to be able to walk out of this office with any sort of dignity.



The pick scraped across a bit of gum, making him grunt--not in pain but in pleasure. He was so close, his eyes locked onto the half of the beautiful face revealed to him. His hips lifted from the chair as the pick began moving deeper in his mouth towards his molars.



The sharp bite of the pick over his last molar was his undoing. He gave a low moan, feeling the waves of orgasm wash through him. His hips jerked wildly in the chair, startling Dr. Uchiha and forcing him to withdraw.



Red engulfed his face, embarrassment flushing every inch of visible skin. His body slumped in the chair, sated from the particularly intense orgasm that shouldn’t have happened.



“Are you alright?” Dr. Uchiha frowned, lifting Naruto’s wrist to check his pulse.



It was speeding rapidly, a fact he was unable to stop. He’d just pumped his boxers full of cum. Of course his heart was racing. Naruto brought a hand to his face, wanting to drop off the face of the earth. It was one thing to need a dentist visit every few months for fantasy purposes, to actually get off while his teeth were being poked was something else entirely.



“Your heart is racing.”



Naruto covered his eyes with his hand. God, how could you forsake me. Didn’t I promise you a thousand Hail Marys.



“Mr. Uzumaki?” Dr. Uchiha had removed his face mask and was holding a glass of water to him.



“I’m fine,” Naruto croaked.



“I think we’re finished for today. Your teeth look fine. There’s a little plaque build up in the back but nothing a little more focus during brushing won’t fix.” Dr. Uchiha began scribbling in the chart before pulling the blanket from Naruto’s lap to help him to his feet.



Naruto cried out as the blanket was ripped away to reveal the stain where his cum had leaked through the cotton boxers and pants. A dark brow lifted, obviously not stupid enough to think that stain was water or possibly even urine. The man knew exactly what that was and the wheels were very much turning in his head. The instant understanding dawned on his face was probably Naruto’s most embarrassing moment. In all his many trips to the dentist, he’d never cum in the chair--always making it to his car before jerking off. This was a new experience for him.



“I see…”



Naruto, not wanting to say another word, jumped to his feet and pushed past the doctor and into the hall. He carried the blanket in front of him and strode directly to the receptionist’s desk where he paid for the visit. He didn’t even wait for a receipt, choosing to expedite his exit.



Life couldn’t get any worse. The only light in this very dark day was that the beat off material from this visit would likely give him months before he needed to return to a dentist office.



oOo



Itachi Uchiha wasn’t surprised by many things. There were very few times in his life that he could say he was truly surprised by events happening to him or around him. Today’s two o’clock appointment definitely fit into the realm of surprising. It was very much a first. Usually when his lovers climaxed, they did so because he was touching their dick, not their teeth.



“Earth to Itachi…what the fuck are you thinking?” Sasuke shoved Itachi’s shoulder, taking a seat beside him on the couch in the apartment they shared.



“You’ll never believe what happened to me today, Sasuke. I’m not sure I believe it.” Itachi shook his head in avid disbelief.



“Well what was it? It must have been something to get you all spacey.”



Itachi’s face took on a contemplative look. “I had a man orgasm in my dentist chair today as I was checking his teeth.”



Sasuke blinked a few times, obviously trying to wrap his mind around the statement before doubling over. He was laughing so hard, he began to choke on his own saliva.



Itachi merely sat quietly, waiting for Sasuke to compose himself. “Are you finished?” he asked as Sasuke sat back.



“I’ll let you know in a minute.” Sasuke continued to snicker, glancing at Itachi every few seconds before reverting to his snickers. “Only you could make a man blast off without even touching his dick. Or his chest. Or even his hand. You had your fingers in his fucking mouth. What kind of perv gets off by having his teeth and gums picked at?”



Itachi chose that moment to flick Sasuke’s head. “This from the guy who gets hard sitting in a movie theater.”



“I get hard to sexy movie stars just like any other hot blooded male,” Sasuke rebutted.



Itachi arched a tapered brow. “ I beg to differ. You get hard in the movie theater setting. They could be showing a documentary on sea urchins and you would get hard.”



“How would you know that unless you were checking me out?” Sasuke asked with an annoyed gleam in his eye.



“You don’t do much to hide the fact you are one step away from Pee-Wee Herman.”



“Asshole!” Sasuke lunged at Itachi, only to have the other stand swiftly from his seat.



“Come now, Sasuke. We all have our crosses to bear.” Itachi smirked down at his brother. “I still love you despite not wanting to accompany you to the theater. I have no desire to sit next to you while you get hard from the atmosphere.”



“Hmph…I bet you liked the thought of that guy getting off in your office though. Was he at least good looking? If he was some balding middle aged man, it would suck.” Sasuke propped his feet on the coffee table with a huff.



“Mr. Uzumaki was very attractive.” Itachi’s mind spun back to the earlier events. He was attracted to the man upon entering the room. The sight of a blanket across his lap didn’t cause even a second thought. It wasn’t uncommon for patients to bring in objects of comfort. Going to the dentist wasn’t always a pleasant experience. It was as he pulled away and saw the telling stain that his mind was pushed into complete shock. A very rare event, to say the least.



Sasuke perked up at the name. “Uzumaki…that name sounds familiar. You should ask him to come back. If he’s hot, you two can have a little office fling. Just think how hot it would be fucking him while your assistants are just a door away, able to come in at any moment.”



Itachi sent a scowl in Sasuke’s direction. He wasn’t upset because he was implying breaking the doctor/patient ethics, but because the image had already weaseled its way into his thoughts. Sasuke’s suggestion had merit and it had been quite a while since he’d had an interesting lover. Naruto Uzumaki would definitely never be boring.



oOo



Naruto groaned, rolling over to glare at the ringing phone. He wanted to remain in his self imposed depression, not dealing with his friends calling. It hardly seemed possible the events the previous day had entailed. It brought into new light the complete debauchery of his sexual deviance.



The ringing stopped, only to start up moments later. It was probably better to answer. It might be Sakura. She would be quite miffed if he ignored her calls. She’d likely beat him within an inch of his life.



Lifting the phone to his ear, he mumbled his greeting, “Hello?”



“Mr. Uzumaki? Dr. Uchiha has asked us to have you come back in for a follow up. Would Wednesday at four work? It will be his last appointment of the day so there might be a slight wait.”



Naruto blinked, coming fully into his mind. “Wait? What?”



“Your follow-up appointment with Dr. Uchiha. Is Wednesday at four alright? It’s his only opening for several weeks.”



“Uhhh…I guess so.” Naruto was thoroughly confused. Did Dr. Uchiha want to see him so he could berate him about using dental offices for his own person kink fix? At least he hadn’t called the cops on him. That was a plus. The only thing to do was meet him.



oOo



The next four days were torture for Naruto. It was all he could do not to jerk off every ten minutes. Images of his previous time spent in Dr. Uchiha’s company might have been embarrassing, but they were more than arousing enough for him to get off. That he was going back, had him particularly horny.



The wait in the small intimate waiting room was a very familiar experience. His leg bounced much in the way it had the previous week; probably more so with the knowledge Dr. Uchiha now knew his kink.



“Naruto Uzumaki.”



Naruto jumped to his feet and followed the woman to the same examination room. His stomach knotted and he was hard before ever sitting in the chair. He had his blanket in place immediately upon sitting. Curiosity warred with arousal and fear. The three clashed in a epic battle for supremacy over Naruto‘s subconscious.



“Good afternoon, Mr. Uzumaki.” The familiar voice had shivers running down his spine. Oh, that couldn’t be good.



“H-Hello,” stuttered Naruto.



Dr. Uchiha went through the same motions as before. He washed his hands, donned the mask, and pulled on latex gloves. His foot kicked the pedal to adjust the chair and Naruto was once more at his mercy.



“Open, please.”



Naruto’s jaw quivered as he opened his mouth. Almost instantly, the curved pick was there, scraping at his teeth. His erection got impossibly harder. So focused was he on the dental instrument in his mouth, he didn’t realize Dr. Uchiha’s hand was working its way across his body until he felt the cool latex covered hand on the skin of his abdomen.



Naruto gasped but with a metal instrument in his mouth, he found it difficult to talk. The nimble fingers slid beneath his loose cotton pants and cupped his straining erection. A garbled sound escaped Naruto’s throat. What was he doing?



Naruto sent a silent prayer up to every god he could think of, including the ancient Greek ones. He prayed with all his might he wasn’t dreaming. It felt too good to be real. Dr. Uchiha would never…oh God!



Naruto arched his back, the gloved fingers were stroking over the head of his penis in time with the strokes of the instrument in his mouth. His body drew up tight, ready to expel himself in the gloved hand when fingers deftly pinched the head. He might as well have put a cock ring on him. A dry orgasm rocked his body, both satisfying and frustrating. It was a new experience for him.



His heart pounded with the force of locomotive, pushing blood through his veins to color his cheeks while surprisingly keeping his cock in definite hardness. He closed his eyes, not wanting to look at Dr. Uchiha. It was too embarrassing.



“I know about your little kink.” Naruto felt the movement of lips against his ear. Looking back, he saw the mask was pushed away to reveal the rest of the model like face.



“I think…that’s a pretty obvious fact,” Naruto whined plaintively.



“I think we can help each other.”



That was just weird. From Naruto’s standpoint, he wasn’t sure what to think. Was Dr. Uchiha offering him use of his dentist chair to beat off in? How much would he charge? Did he want to watch? That last one didn’t sound too bad and Naruto had to force down the darkening of a flush spreading across his cheeks.



“How?” No harm in asking, right?



“Can I let you in on a little secret?” Dr. Uchiha pulled his mask from where it dangled around his neck. Naruto’s eyes were drawn to the expanse of pale skin visible above his white uniform shirt. He still wore the latex gloves, a fact Naruto couldn’t help but notice. He really did love the feel of latex on his skin. It added so much to the experience. “I’ve recently discovered a kink that has been disturbing my work rhythm. I think this kink is person specific. Every time I go to look in someone’s mouth I get hard remembering this certain blond who got off from a dental exam. It’s become quite the chore to keep my patients from noticing my little problem.”



“Oh?” Naruto’s hands clenched on the armrests while he fought desperately for calm.



“Hmm, it’s very disconcerting to pop wood while poking around in an eighty year old woman’s mouth.” Itachi said that so calmly. Naruto couldn’t help but snicker. His situation didn’t seem so bad anymore.



“I think we can help each other in this aspect. I’ll fuck you in that chair as many times as you need it. You’ll get off and I’ll gain back my control.” Itachi smirked, looking as if he’d worked it all out.



“Win/win, huh?” Naruto croaked.



Itachi’s smirk grew wider. “Win/win.”



Naruto’s tongue darted out to swipe over his suddenly dry lips. “I think I can work with that.”



He would have been a fool not to take this gorgeous man’s offer. It wasn’t like he was in any sort of relationship. He really couldn’t see the down side of the offer. It definitely was a win on his part and Dr. Uchiha certainly seemed pleased with his answer.



“So…what do I call you?”



Itachi plucked a fresh mask from the stand beside the sink. “Dr. Uchiha.”



Naruto released a pathetic ‘eep’ as the blanket was tossed aside, followed by his shoes, pants, and underwear. He was naked from the waist down. Itachi grabbed the bib around Naruto’s neck, forcing him to rise up so their noses practically touched. The mask felt rough against his face, sending shivers down his spine.



“You seem to be having a bit of pain, Mr. Uzumaki. It’s good you came in when you did.” Dr. Uchiha’s narrowed, the mask slightly muffling his voice. “You might have lost it if you had waited much longer.”



He was about to ask whether he was talking about teeth or something else when a latex clad hand cupped around his very hard erection. Oh, that!



“C-Can you s-save it, Dr. Uchiha?” Naruto stuttered, sliding easily into the role play. He’d never thought he would actually be fucked in an actual dentist chair. It was like a fantasy come to life. Today would probably cure him of the need to seek out dentist offices. It would give him a life time of beat off material.



“I’ll do what I can.” The gloved hands pushed up and down on the shaft, making Naruto groan and follow the motions with his hips. He needed this so badly. Already he could feel another orgasm spiraling though his stomach.



“You know, it really is a pity I can’t use the gas on you.” Dr. Uchiha pulled his hand away, just as Naruto reached the point of no return. “I’ve heard it gives a very pleasant high during sex.”



Naruto groaned, his eyes rolling back. “I suppose an injection is all I will get.”



Dr. Uchiha chuckled at the response. “It will be an injection you won’t soon forget.”



Naruto panted loudly when his legs were lifted and Dr. Uchiha slid onto the chair before draping them across his thighs. Latex covered hands ran up and down Naruto’s thighs in soothing motions before one hand dipped to circle the clenching hole. When had he gotten lube?



Two fingers pushed inside, their movement eased by the slick lubricant. Not even allowing Naruto to become used to the feel, they began to pump in and out rapidly. All he could do was fight to keep from shooting off. It had been a while since he’d had a male lover but his muscles melted around Dr. Uchiha’s touch.



“Fuck…” Naruto pressed his back into the seat while raising his hips for a deeper touch only to be denied it.



“Patience, Mr. Uzumaki. These things can’t be rushed.” Dr. Uchiha began rubbing at the ring puckered skin.



“The fuck it can’t.”



“It’s attitudes like those that got you here in the first place. Now time to take your medicine.” Dr. Uchiha pulled his hand away, making Naruto whine loudly.



There was the sound of ripping foil and a feeling of something probing the tight entrance of his anus without actually entering. The mask was pulled down once more and lips barely brushed his in the gentlest of kisses. “We don’t have to go any farther. I’ll leave you to finish yourself off if you don’t want to go any further.”



Naruto blinked up through lust hazed eyes. Was he actually offering to stop? Fuck that. “If you don’t fuck me now, I’m going to beat the shit out of you.”



Thin lips turned up in a smirk. Moments later, Naruto was filled to the brim. He couldn’t remember being this full though it was likely he’d had bigger--he just couldn’t think of them at this moment.



Dr. Uchiha’s body moved in and out, not bothering with slow. Apparently his dentist had a few kinks of his own. Naruto groaned with each thrust, his prostate stimulated beyond anything he’d ever felt. There was something to say for fucking a doctor, even if said doctor was a dentist. Hell, him being a dentist was probably why Naruto was so worked up.



His hands clenched on the arm rests and his hips sought to follow the excruciating pace. A latex hand left his hip in favor of stroking the erection bobbing against his stomach. One touch and it was over. He was shooting cum across his stomach, some even landing on the bib he still wore.



“Oh fuck. Oh fuck,” he panted, feeling the body above him shudder and slump against him.



“Are you alright?”



Naruto blinked stupidly at the question. Was he alright? He realized this must be what a crack addict felt when scoring a hit. For the first time, his obsession felt mildly under control. There was no way he could go back to getting his fix from sitting in a dentist exam room. Dr. Uchiha had thoroughly ruined him.



“I think I love you.” Naruto mumbled, moaning a bit as Dr. Uchiha’s limp organ was pulled from his body.



“Hn.” Dark eyes smirked down at him. “Don’t you think we should exchange first names before you profess your undying love?”



“We could do that…or you could fuck me again. I think I need another dose of the medicine.” Naruto couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth.



A low chuckle rumbled through his partner’s frame. “As long as you don’t call me Dr. Love, I think I can fit you in.”



oOo



“Itachi, I’m home.” Naruto called out, unlocking the door to the apartment.



All was quiet on the home front. Sasuke had a new girlfriend and Itachi was probably working late. He’d said he had a late appointment the day before when Naruto had kissed him goodbye.



He’d sold his old apartment when Itachi invited him to move in after six months of dating mixed with very kinky role playing sex. His sex life had never been better. Itachi had completely ruined him for anyone else.



It wasn’t all fluffy bunnies and daisies. It took some getting used to, living with two Uchiha. The plus was that Sasuke tended to be gone more than not, staying with his various flavors of the month. It was fine with Naruto. It left more time and space for him to relish in fucking Itachi.



“Naruto--” Itachi came down the hall. “You’re home early.”



“Business was slow. Why is it so quiet?”



Itachi smirked upon approaching Naruto. Leaning down to his him, nibbled on a pink lower lip. “The workmen just left and I was preparing for your arrival.”



“Huh?” Naruto frowned, following Itachi down the hallway to what was once the spare bedroom.



“As much as I love fucking you at the office, I find myself becoming very jealous and fearful of anyone seeing you like that.” Itachi pushed open the door to reveal an exact replica of the examination room he and Naruto tended to use in their dentist role plays. It was identical, even down to the pictures on the walls.



“Oh shit.” Naruto swallowed heavily. “You want me to be perpetually hard.”



Itachi bit down particularly hard on Naruto’s ear, his arms coming round to pull Naruto against his chest. “That’s the idea.”



Naruto moaned, “I’m so fucked.”



“Yes, Naruto. Consider the doctor in.”



The End~