A Better Fox Trap

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“Clothes off,” Naruto demanded, tugging at Sakura’s top, which she obligingly unzipped and set aside. Her small breasts fit wonderfully in Naruto’s palms and she shuddered delightedly at the warmth against her cool skin.

For a few moments it looked like the blond was just going to sit there, his hands cupping Sakura’s breasts, a dazed look on his face. Then Sakura made a slight noise and he snapped out of the trance that finally getting a hold on what he’d fantasized about for years had induced and started to gently massage them. Over Sakura’s shoulder, Naruto could see Sasuke doing something with the cherries and chocolate that Sakura had brought, but he couldn’t bring himself to care much as long as Sakura kept writhing in his lap like that.

Naruto whined faintly in the back of his throat, leaning down to mouth the pink-haired girl’s collarbone. Then he moved a bit lower and took a rosy pink nipple between his lips and gave it a gentle suck. Sakura immediately gasped and jerked back in her team mate’s arms. Naruto frowned for a second, and then grinned.

“Sensitive?” he whispered.

Sakura blushed and squirmed, which made her thighs brush up against a whole score of interesting places.

“Y-yeah, just a bit. I don’t think I could take any ah, licking or biting right there but um…” If Sakura’s face got any redder it would match the colour of her top. “It feels nice when you stroke them,” she whispered, taking Naruto’s hands in her own and setting them right on the curve of the underside of her breasts, “right here.”

“Oh,” Naruto murmured, and curled his fingers a little, giving the pert globes a slow, upsweeping stroke. “Like this?”

“Yeah,” Sakura panted, arching into the touch like a cat being petted. “Justlikethat.”

“Don’t forget this spot,” Sasuke spoke up, suddenly appearing beside Naruto with a scoop of dripping liquid chocolate between his two fingers and a cherry in his other hand. Quickly he reached between the two nins and swiped a line of chocolate down Sakura’s sternum in between her breasts until he reached her belly button and the waistline of her skirt. The chocolate was still warm and Sakura let out a noise that was half-giggle, half-moan as it dribbled down her sides.

“Kind of messy,” Naruto decided. “I like it.”

He bent to lap at the chocolate on Sakura’s stomach but was stopped by Sasuke’s hand.

“No dumb-ass,” the other boy said, and held up the cherry. “Use this.”

Sasuke trailed the cherry all the way down through the chocolate, wandering a bit to circle Sakura’s breasts before dipping into her navel where some of it had pooled. The sour red fruit was ice cold from the freezer box Sakura had been using to keep them fresh on the way over to the apartment, so as the cherry was coated by the liquid chocolate it hardened and solidified by the time Sasuke lifted the fruit to his lips and bit.

A small line of pink juice escaped his mouth and dribbled down the side of his chin as he sucked the piece of cherry into his mouth. Sakura hastily leaned over to lap it up and share a cherry flavoured kiss. Naruto watched this with interest for a while before filching a cherry from the bowl behind Sasuke and trailing it through the chocolate coating Sakura’s ribs, abdomen, and chest, before placing the whole thing in his mouth.

Sakura detached herself from Sasuke’s lips long enough to tug at the stem of the cherry protruding from Naruto’s mouth with her teeth until it popped off, leaving Naruto to swallow the morsel in his mouth.

“Like it?” Sakura asked breathlessly, running a hand through Sasuke’s hair and massaging the back of his neck as the other boy groaned helplessly.

Naruto grinned and shifted Sakura so that she was now straddling his right thigh. With his other hand he pulled Sasuke closer so that he has half-sprawled against Naruto’s chest.

“It’s good,” he said, with a grin. “But I think I’d like a Sasuke sundae as well.”

“Oooh. And how do you make that?” Sakura looked interested.

Naruto’s grin turned into an outright leer, and he suddenly dunked his left hand into the chocolate and started to stroke Sasuke’s penis with the sticky confection. Sasuke made a sound that was a cross between a yelp and a whimper and immediately tried to spread his legs a bit more. Through half-lidded eyes he watched Naruto coat his erection and then balance a cherry on the tip. The coldness of the cherry mixed with the warmth of the chocolate made Sasuke grit his teeth as he tried desperately to stay still. That plan was foiled, however, as soon as Naruto started to blow on his shaft in order to cool and harden the chocolate. Sasuke's hips started to jerk without control, and he had to bite his lip in order to keep himself from crying out.

Amazingly, the cherry stayed put.

“It’s an Uzumaki speciality,” Naruto bragged, leaning back to observe his work. “If we had whipped cream that would really make it complete.”

Sakura giggled and scrambled around Naruto’s legs until she was between Sasuke’s pale spread thighs with a much better view of Naruto’s creation.

“We’ll have to remember that for next time,” she said, taking her small hands and placing them carefully on the inside of Sasuke’s thighs, brushing against the downy hairs there.

Sasuke groaned in response and whispered please although he couldn’t have said just which one of his team mates he was pleading with.

Sakura blinked up at Naruto with innocent eyes. “Can I have a taste?”

“Go ahead,” Naruto grinned, taking hold of Sakura’s hips and lifting so that she was now on her hands and knees in front of Sasuke, her lips dangerously close to the bobbing cherry on his cock. “I’ll just amuse myself back here while you eat.”

Naruto patted her still clothed backside and then started to unbuckle the sides of her skirt. Sakura wriggled a bit, just to make it interesting for him. Then she turned her attention back to Sasuke’s eager erection.

First, she enclosed her pink lips around the cherry’s stem and sucked the small fruit into her mouth with an audible slurp. Sasuke’s eyes widened as he watched her mouth work around the cherry for a few seconds and when she finally plunged two fingers into her wet mouth to draw out the stem, tied into a simple knot, Sasuke knew he was in big trouble.

“That wasn’t one of the tricks you showed me yesterday Sakura,” he accused, weakly.

“We were working with bananas yesterday Sasuke. Those don’t have stems,” Sakura replied in her boys-are-so-dumb voice. Then she ducked her head and began licking hot trails up the sides of Sasuke’s cock and Sasuke found that he’d lost his voice and all he could do was gasp and pant for breath.

But Sasuke’s comment made Naruto pause in his efforts to twitch Sakura’s skirt out of the way and look up at the other two, a strange emotion present on his face.

“Yesterday…so you guys um…you already…”

“Don’t be stupid dead-last,” Sasuke growled. “We wouldn’t do that without you. We were waiting for you.”

Naruto smiled in relief. “Then…nothing?”

“Well we did kiss,” Sakura admitted. “But only because Sasuke-kun was being stupid and that’s the best way to shut him up.”

“HEY! YOU TAKE THAT BA-ack! Ah, fuck…” Sasuke’s indignant shriek trailed off as Sakura took the head of Sasuke’s cock between her lips and gave a hard suck.

Naruto observed this and laughed. “You’re right Sakura-chan! It seems to work rather well. I’ll have to remember that.”

“Ba-ah-stard,” Sasuke moaned, jerking his hips and trying to restrain himself so that he wouldn’t grasp the back of Sakura’s head and pull her further down on his cock until he was enveloped fully. He didn’t want to hurt her, after all, but the warm wetness of her mouth felt so good.

“Which one of us?” Naruto asked, who had finally gotten Sakura’s skirt pulled off and was presently tugging at her panties. They were appropriately covered in a tiny red-cherry print.

“Both of you,” Sasuke gasped as Sakura did an intricate circling motion with her tongue and them took him in deep, hollowing out her cheeks as she did so.

“Sakura-chan can’t be a bastard. She’s a girl.”

Sakura slid Sasuke out of her mouth and looked back over her shoulder, giving Naruto a sarcastic look.

“Nice of you to notice,” she said, gesturing to where he was currently worming his fingers in under the waistline of her panties.

“So that would make Sakura-chan a bitch,” Naruto finished, proudly.

At that, Sakura scowled and tried to sit up so she could thump Naruto on the head, but Sasuke had hold of her hands and was keeping her crouched on the floor in front of him.

“Naruto you idiot…” Sakura growled threateningly. But her growl turned into a high pitched whine as Naruto’s fingers finally found her inner folds and were now stroking them into wetness.

Naruto grinned at her reaction and rubbed a bit harder, using his palm to cup the heat of her in his hand.

“Not fair,” Sakura gasped, writhing and pushing back into Naruto’s hand as Sasuke sat up a bit and sucked at the pulse point on her neck.

“Ninjas don’t play fair,” Naruto told her, removing his fingers in order to fully remove the panties, which, by now, were soaking wet. “We’re sneaky.”

“Sneaky,” Sasuke agreed, releasing one of Sakura’s hands in order to stroke her breasts. He flicked a few dried specks of chocolate off them with his fingernails and watched her shudder prettily under his hands.

“Yeah, sneaky,” Sakura conceded, lowering her mouth once more to Sasuke’s erection, which was now an angry red colour, and licking the last bits of chocolate from its base, cleaning it thoroughly.

Behind her, Naruto was sucking his fingers into his mouth, tasting the sweet saltiness that was all Sakura. Then he took those same fingers and probed at Sakura’s inner folds, penetrating her slowly. She whimpered at the intrusion, but thrust back on Naruto’s fingers, moving her hips in small circular motions.

“More,” she breathed, feeling the stretch of the digits inside her, knowing it wasn’t nearly enough.

“Right.” Naruto removed his fingers with a wet sound and Sakura moaned in disappointment. Crawling over to her until his thighs touched the back of her thighs and his cock pressed into the delicious softness of her rear, Naruto prodded her forward until she was straddling Sasuke. Then he lifted her by the hips--while Sasuke supported her thighs--until she was positioned correctly, and slowly set her down.

Both Sasuke and Sakura cried out as he was pressed into her heat, and although some of Sakura’s cry held pain in it, it wasn’t nearly as bad as she had expected it to be.

‘I guess Ino was right. If you break it yourself, the first time isn’t so painful. And no blood!’

They stayed there like that for a few moments: Sakura wet and pulsing around Sasuke’s cock, her hands braced on his shoulders, her head lowered so that a few sweat-dampened strands of pink hair were brushing his chest; Sasuke tense and waiting underneath her, supporting hands on her hips, trying to give her time to adjust and not slam up into her like he so desperately wants to; Naruto behind her, rubbing soothing circles into her back, tracing her shoulders with his tongue, trying to distract her from the almost overwhelming fullness she felt.

It doesn’t last very long. Sasuke had been waiting for release for what seemed like hours, and so it only took a few frantic seconds of Sakura riding him before he exploded into her with a harsh gasp. Then she barely had time to breath before Naruto was lifting her off Sasuke’s spent cock and onto his own renewed erection.

They moved together, Sakura bucking and straining against the blond’s sweaty body, scraping long shallow cuts down his back which healed almost instantaneously. Sasuke watched tiredly, only stirring to brush his hands over Sakura’s back and Naruto’s legs as if to remind them that he was still there.

Sakura reached back a hand for Sasuke’s and grasped it tightly as she began her orgasm. Sasuke watched her shudder and slump in Naruto’s lap and then supported her as the blond began to tip her back so he could thrust into her like he wanted to. Cradling Sakura in his arms, Sasuke felt the heavy weight of Naruto’s body on both of them and reached his hands up to Naruto’s hips, pulling the boy towards them faster into Sakura’s body. When it looked like Naruto was getting close, Sasuke gathered some of the wetness that was dripping down Sakura’s thighs on his fingers and pressed them to Naruto’s anus, rubbing a bit at the sensitive area.

The tiny hole quivered at Sasuke’s touch and Naruto released into Sakura with a yelp, moving rhythmically in her until the waves of pleasure had passed. Then, with an exhausted groan, he pulled out and rolled off to the side, his arm plopping carelessly into the discarded tub of chocolate. Sakura sighed and curled up under Sasuke’s arm, hooking her legs around Naruto’s so that she could remain connected to both her boys.

Sasuke sprawled flat on his back, his eyes staring at the ceiling of Naruto’s apartment. He thought that later on he might be embarrassed about his nakedness, the chocolate in his hair, the fluids sticking to his thighs. For now, though, he was too tired to be embarrassed.

“…So…” Naruto began, and Sasuke groaned at the sound of his voice. ‘How can the idiot still have enough energy to speak?’ “Dare I ask what brought that on?”

“Shut up, idiot,” Sasuke said, closing his eyes.

Naruto chuckled at his friend’s—lover’s?—sulky tone. “Guess that’s a ‘no’. How about this: will this ever happen again?”

“It might if you shut up for five seconds, dumb-ass.”

Sakura giggled and thanked the stars that they were both too exhausted to fight. Boys. They couldn’t even do post-coital hazes without snapping at each other. She rolled a bit on her side, captured Naruto’s jaw in her hand and brought his lips to hers. After a decent amount of time, she shifted around and did the same to Sasuke. Both boys fell silent, dazed looks on their faces.

“There,” Sakura chuckled, “it works for both of you. Haruno Sakura’s ultimate shut-up-your-team-mates technique! Kisu-no-jutsu!”

“Sakura-chan,” Naruto whined, “If I weren’t so tired, I’d tickle you right now.”

“I’d help,” Sasuke grumbled.

“Me too,” came a familiar voice from the front entrance, which made all three members of Team Seven start in surprise.

‘Oh crap. Please don’t let it be…’

“Yo,” Kakashi said, giving a little wave. He so enjoyed the way his adorable and irritating little students’ eyes widened in absolute horror. “Sorry I’m late, but it looks like you all kept yourselves busy without me. Sakura, you should put a blanket on or something. You’ll catch cold.”

Sakura squeaked and tried to cover herself with her hands. Sasuke reached for the shirt he had discarded and tossed it to her and she put it on, shooting him a guilty but grateful smile.

“I don’t suppose there’s any food for me,” Kakashi mused as he took in the mussed and very naked appearance of his students.

“Um…sorry, I didn’t think you would be coming tonight,” Sakura mumbled, certain that her face was going to stay permanently red at this rate.

“Here you go Kakashi-sensei,” Naruto said, offering up the rest of the cherries with a smile.

Kakashi looked and them, then at Sakura and Sasuke who were avoiding his gaze. His visible eyebrow raised and he nodded to himself.

“That’s a very nice offer Naruto but I’m going to have to pass. Tsunade-sama would kill me if I interrupted you guys anymore tonight anyway,” he said.

“Huh?”

“Don’t stay up to late. We have early morning training tomorrow. I expect you there at 6:00,” Kakashi said as he walked out the door, closing it behind him with a sharp bang.

“Weirdo,” Naruto muttered. “Oh well, more for us!”

Sakura shot Saskue a smile as Naruto popped a few of the leftover cherries in his mouth, and Sasuke gave her a smirk in return. The plan worked. They were geniuses.

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Over the next few weeks, it wasn’t surprising to see Team Seven together; Naruto with both arms around his team mates, dragging them somewhere, usually with a fruity food item in hand.

Naruto was currently cornering the market on fresh produce and the other villagers grumbled over what one boy could possibly want with so much fruit. Naruto’s energy seemed back to normal, and he was his old bouncy, hyper-active self, if a little more so now that he had finally gotten his heart’s desire. However, his two team mates seemed to deplete in energy almost as much as Naruto had gained, and Tsunade finally called them once more into her office with concern.

“What’s wrong with you guys?” she asked. “I can see that you’ve successfully completed your mission to get Naruto to change his diet, so it can’t be that. Have you been neglecting your own vitamin C intake while you’ve been concerned with Naruto’s?”

“We eat just as much fruit as the dumb-ass,” Sasuke snorted, crossing his arms defensively.

“Then what’s the problem?”

Sakura wiped a tired hand over her eyes and sighed. “Our plan worked a little too well it seems. We underestimated Naruto’s libido. Now every time he sees a piece of fruit he gets…well…”

“Horny,” Sasuke supplied in his usual blunt manner.

Sakura blushed. “Yeah. So now, whenever we pass the marketplace, both Sasuke and I get dragged home to have uh…”

“Sex.”

“We haven’t slept more then five hours for days!”

“Try three, he wakes me up first.”

Tsunade frowned. “Do you want me to talk to him?”

“Nah, we can handle it,” Sakura said with a jaw-cracking yawn. “The novelty will wear off in a few days and things will get back to normal.”

“If you say so,” Tsunade said, sounding doubtful.

All of a sudden, an orange and blonde blur swirled through the room and stopped in front of Sakura and Sasuke.

“Hey, hey you guys, where have you been?” Naruto panted, breathlessly. “I was looking all over for you! Listen, Fuzzy-brows found a box of oranges in his cupboard and he’s been giving them out to anyone. Don’t they look good?”

He waved the orange fruit under Sasuke’s nose and the black-haired boy smothered a groan and pushed him away.

“Idiot, we’re busy talking to Tsunade right now.”

“Aw, but I’m huuungry,” Naruto whined. “Tsunade-baachan won’t mind if I steal you away for some lunch, right?”

The other two ninjas pleaded with their eyes but Tsunade only smiled sweetly at them.

“You did say you could handle it by yourselves,” she reminded them.

Both Sakura and Sasuke glared daggers at their Hokage as they were dragged by the arm out the door by a grinning Naruto. As they exited the room, Tsunade raised her voice and yelled, “You can come out now, you old pervert.”

Jiraiya slunk into the room from where he had been perched on the balcony, weeping tears of joy.

“This will be the best issue of Icha Icha EVER,” he cackled, rubbing his hands together.

“Don’t drool on the carpet,” Tsunade said. “And you’d better hope Kakashi never notices that you’re writing about his students or the only use you’ll be is as a target board.”

“I’m always careful,” Jiraiya retorted. “I’ll change the names: how does ‘Baruto’, ‘Matsuke’, and ‘Takura’ sound?”

“Oh god, you’re a dead man,” Tsunade groaned, burying her head in her hands.

Out in the hall they could here the indignant squawk of Uchiha Sasuke being groped and then the smack of a fist against a blond head, and both sannin members smiled. History apparently did not have to repeat itself and Konoha’s children had finally found out where they belonged. Everything else could wait.

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Fin.

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