Naruto Kinks

Saku/Naru/Sasu; delayed gratification. Sakura and Naruto tie Sasuke up and force him to watch while they do a whole bunch of naughty things in front of him.


Sakura had been scheming to get her boys together for months.

In the beginning it had seemed the simplest thing in the world to her, that as members of team7, that after everything they'd been through together, risking limb and life and more to protect their fragile bonds, they would now naturally intwine in unspeakably complex and intimate ways. They deserved a fairy-tale ending. But that right of existence seemed only a given to Sakura as it was easy to get each boy to undress for her, but when it came to each other they both stammered and refused obstinately.

"I'm not like that, Sakura-chan," Naruto had scoffed on her first inelegant attempt, his unusual irritation with her sending her reeling.

Back then, Sakura hadn't understood why either team member would pretend such a thing when she knew very well the way they cast eyes at each other when they thought no one was looking. And the way they bickered like--they were just in denial, their relationship with each other far more complicated than their relationship with her. It was obvious they didn't mind sharing since she was already sleeping with the both of them. They just needed to start sharing at the same time, together.

So Sakura schemed after work and during morning exercises and sometimes in the shower until finally her plans led her to tying Sasuke naked to her desk chair.

When she asked him, he didn't say anything, but his muscles tensed slightly and his dark eyes watched her the entire time she looped rope across his hips.

"You don't want me to get out of it," he assessed after she'd finished binding his arms together behind the high-backed leather chair.

"No," she blushed, though she was sure there were ways he could, despite her precautions. Despite the intricate, twisting ropework which lacked reachable knots, despite the chakra suppressing nature of the pressure points in the tie, she was still essentially asking Sasuke to play nice and let her have her way with him.

He didn't say anything which she took as his consent.

She kissed him just below his ear. She closed her green eyes and blew in his ear, and it was as if whatever tension she'd been holding inside of her flowed into him, shuddering through his shoulders and down all the way to his upward tilted hips. He sat up a little straighter and she licked and a line along the edge of his earlobe before scraping her teeth across his skin.

"You're going to do something I won't like." It didn't sound like a question, but she knew his intent, knew his suspicion all too well. He'd narrowed those dark eyes, staring straight ahead when he spoke to her.

She chuckled ever so softly wondering how he'd consider it in the end. "Maybe I'm going to do something you'll like too much."

She'd explained that form of torture to him before, a skill not used in the battlefield but rather the bedroom. As if to accentuate her point, she reached between his thighs and stroked him all the way from the base, his erection blooming more fully in her hand.

"Hn." His eyes flicked down. And after a moment of watching her hand move so infuriatingly slow and steady, he gruffed, "Then let's get it over with."

Pink lips quirked as Sakura accepted his challenge. Sasuke was the only ninja she knew with less patience than Naruto--he just did a good job of faking it, but that was also something she loved about him.

"You're all talk." She teased him in just the way she knew would make him simmer under his skin. "But for tonight I need you to sit quietly and observe."

If it was Naruto he would have protested, but the Uchiha willingly at her mercy only glared at her as she summoned the shiny black ballgag and wedged it between his teeth in a manner similar to biting into an apple. Except that in this case the rubber wouldn't yield so the result was a stretching of his jaws painfully wide--a result that, with straps buckled tightly into place, he obviously wasn't happy with but tolerated. The water began welling in his mouth almost immediately, especially when Sakura did things like tweak his nipples to both irritate and arouse him.

Eventually, when the sensitivity of her touch and kisses became too much for Sasuke, he began to shift against the ropes, saliva dribbling down his chin and bare chest, and this was the point when Sakura should have reached down to finish him off, but instead she warned hotly in his ear, "Now, I'm going to bring our guest in. And if you make a sound, he's going to know you've been watching."

She pulled away completely, hands tucked on her hips. There could only be one person she could be talking about. And Sasuke felt both angered and shocked and betrayed and aroused.

Sasuke's eyes slid red as Sakura opened the office door as if to confirm--there sat Naruto, back against the opposite wall of the hallway, fully clothed but blindfolded and grinning like an idiot. He was sitting on his hands as if it were the only way he could force his own patience.

He'd perked up at the clicks of the door opening and Sakura's high-heeled steps across the linoleum.

"Hey, Sakura-chan, how long're you gonna keep me waiting? I mean, I knew you had a kinky side to you, but what if someone comes in late?" He hopped to his feet, even without sight, in that deft way that only shinobi can move. "Want me to tell them I'm waiting outside your office to get fucked by the prettiest doctor in all of Konoha?"

"Changing my mind," Sakura scowled, but when he went to remove the blindfold, she was quick to correct, "No, leave it on."

That got a smile.

Sakura made-out with Naruto for several long minutes right there in the middle of the dark hallway to distract him into compliance and because she knew Sasuke was watching. And because she liked making-out with Naruto. His kisses were brash and insistent in a teeth-clicking-together, nipping, sucking, needing, raw sort of way.

Inside the office with the door shut and locked, Sasuke was still as a snake, lungs clamped into a controlled, shallow breathing as Naruto stood in the center of the room, unknowingly facing him. Sakura wasted no time, working at Naruto's pants, and Naruto stupidly blushed as he preened, "You're wearing the sexy nurse outfit like I asked, aren't you? Or maybe you want me this way so I won't know what medical toys you're gonna use on me first."

Sakura dropped to her knees and rolled her eyes up at her blond teammate and wondered if she shouldn't have done this the other way around.

"Take your jacket and shirt off."

She gave the juncture of his thigh a good suck while her hand feathered down his arousal in a sort of exuberant greeting. His skin was smooth and hot against her palm.

"Now get down here and undress me, and this time go slow about it. I want you to take the time to feel what you can't see."

Naruto happily hummed, "Yes, ma'am!"

He started by running his hands over her clothed shoulders, feeling the material of the fabric, the softness and the lace. He snapped at a bra-strap and murmured, "Lingerie?" His hands immediately went to her breasts next, cupping and then squeezing and pushing up, his hold possessive and greedy before he tipped her bra down to spill her breasts free. His hands were moving back up, fingers diddling against her nipples as his mouth came down, and then he was busy sucking and swirling his tongue.

Sakura unclasped the springy-soft bra from behind as Naruto's hands wandered lower. He squeezed her ass and bucked their bare stomaches together, groaning as he moved his lips to her neck. With an agile snag of his fingers and a downward flip, the lace boy-shorts were off, around her knees.

Sasuke seethed, jealous and indignant and stuck, but his drool hit the head of his erection in wet, cold drops, drawing attention to his state of excitement. Sakura was bareback and about to be well-fucked right in front of him--she was turning to face him on hands and knees, her face twisted into a horrible, knowing smile--and Naruto--Naruto's cheeks and the tips of his ears were red, probably not from sheepishness anymore but incitement. He looked purely happy. And that made Sasuke burn in a different way. Suddenly, it wasn't so easy to keep his breathing faint and even.

Naruto looked like he was looking right at Sasuke, even though he couldn't see anything, while he postured with his fingers inside of Sakura, doing his best to make her body quiver. His focus and intent surprised the Uchiha who was having a hard enough time focusing on not panting with every noise Sakura and (in turn) Naruto made.

Tight--ropes were cutting into Sasuke's skin, distracting him from his iron control when he tried to shift his weight even minimally as Sakura wriggled and sighed. Naruto lowered his mouth to her sex.

And, aching all over, Sasuke groaned.