Lost

 

Lost

 

Written By: Crimson2006

 

Beta: BlooShadowFox!

 

Chapter Two: Destination

 

 

 

Naruto grimaced as he opened the fast food bag and spied a half-eaten cheeseburger that had been baking in the back of Sasuke’s SUV for God only knew how long. “Eck, Teme. Don’t you ever clean out your car?” He asked, tossing the said bag into a much larger one that he was using to collect garbage. Moving around carefully, Naruto continued to dig his way through a very messy backseat mindful to keep low so that he wouldn’t be seen by passing cars. They’d wandered out of the church a good fifteen minutes ago, but due to the failing sunlight, Sasuke had informed the blonde that he needed to find his glasses in order to drive at night. Thus, there Naruto was, sorting through gobs of crap, treading through territory that could be very well deemed a health hazard, all for a pair of spectacles.

 

Sasuke, who was up front following the sloppy directions Naruto had jotted down, squinted against the sunset and tried his best to see what the name of the street they were approaching was. “It’s a three day drive from Oto to Konoha, cleaning my car out before committing suicide wasn’t on the top of my list. Shit just accumulated.” (1)

 

The blonde shook his head. “That’s no reason to just randomly throw your glasses back here.” he scolded, digging through a Taco Bell bag where he came across a slice of moldy pepperoni pizza, a smelly black tee shirt and a Marilyn Manson CD. “Shit! What’s up with all the food?” Naruto questioned, throwing the said disk in the front seat before properly disposing of both the shirt and pizza. He half wondered if Sasuke had some sort of eating disorder because most the stuff he bought was left untouched. Or at least that’s the way it seemed.

 

“Hn. If you think I’m being wasteful, then why don’t you punish me, dobe?” The raven teased, reaching around to grab Naruto’s ass which was high in the air due to him being partially slung over the back-half of the second row seat. (2)

 

The blonde yelped and turned around, his face beet-red. “Would you just keep your hands on the steering wheel? I’d like to make it to my house in one piece bastard!”

 

Despite the fact that Sasuke was being a horny, reckless driver, Naruto was actually enjoying the playful air between them. For so long he’d associated sex, or even the simple idea of touch, as being a form of punishment –either forced or self-inflicted– that he’d forgotten what it was like to actually enjoy being around another person who liked him. Over the years his classmates had come to hate him; most of his teachers taking a sick liking into picking on him as well, whereas his step-father simply used him like a cheap play toy. But Sasuke wasn’t like any of them. He was different. The way he touched Naruto, it made the blonde feel special. Although he felt that the guy could be a cold-hearted bastard if he wanted to, Naruto also thought that Sasuke was pretty cool. The raven said what he wanted—damn the consequences—and he pretty much acted on impulse, which wasn’t too bad either.

 

“Relax dobe, there’s hardly anyone on the road right now." Sasuke deadpanned, slowing down to make a right-hand turn into a very elite looking community. Not being able to see the lines on the road properly, he overshot and then overcorrected the distance before finally evening out. “Just find my glasses alright.”

 

“Look asshole, it’d be a lot easier to ‘find your glasses’ if you didn’t have all this shit back here!” Naruto snapped, digging through a black messenger bag. Carrying on, he was mid-rant in listing all the pointless stuff that was Sasuke toting around, when he stumbled across an eye-catching item. “And why par tell, do you have these in your car?” He asked, a pair of shiny, red handcuffs dangling from his forefinger.

 

Giving a quick glance in the rear-view mirror, Sasuke frowned. “Those aren’t mine dobe, they’re Itachi’s.”

 

“Oh,” Naruto mumbled, his face slipping into a mundane expression. It was an action that didn’t go unnoticed by the older teen.

 

For the most part Sasuke didn’t have a problem talking about his Aniki –yeah the guy was a sick twisted bastard, but he was used to it. Naruto however, seemed a lot more apprehensive towards the man and he hadn’t even met Itachi yet. This worried Sasuke a little bit, if only for the fact that Naruto might say something he shouldn’t and piss Itachi off—and if there was one emotion that you didn’t want to invoke in the elder Uchiha, it was rage. Sasuke had suffered from one too many injuries because he’d decided to be a wise ass and open his mouth when it was better off kept shut. Itachi was not the type of person to joke around with and Sasuke had a very bad feeling that Naruto would be good at pushing all the wrong buttons when it came to his brother.

 

“What’s the matter?” He finally asked; glancing back to the blonde’s crumpled composure. 

 

By now Naruto was sitting on the floor, fiddling with one of Sasuke’s lighters; his back pressed up against the passenger’s door, concealing his form from outsiders. For a few minutes he simply lingered there, moping; flipping the Zippo lighter open, watching it as the flame flickered and then snapping it shut. It wasn’t until Sasuke repeated the question –a bit louder and more aggressively– that the blonde finally stood up and crawled into the front seat.

 

“I wanna help you too Sasuke. You’re brother hurts you the same way that my step-father hurts me. It wouldn’t be fair if you rescued me and then I couldn’t return the favor.”

 

Sasuke exhaled deeply. He wanted to tell the blonde that he was wrong. That Itachi had hurt him in ways that Naruto’s father couldn’t even begin to comprehend, let alone execute. But he didn’t say a word. For Sasuke, it wasn’t about Itachi raping him; no he could easily cope with that part. Instead it was the psychological torment that the raven struggled against. When Itachi had first started raping him, the sex had been cold and ruthless. There were no kind words, or tender touches to the actions –just raw penetration, rough sex and the aftermath of being abandoned. In so many ways it had been extremely easy for Sasuke to hate his Aniki. Itachi had almost seemed to enjoy that aspect of their relationship, even more then the sexual part. Almost, being the key word. He obviously grew tired of it. After all, it was about a year later that the bastard decided to change tactics. Suddenly his violent Aniki was whispering sweet nothing in his ear, touching him in ways that felt good. It had confused Sasuke, and as much as he wanted to keep on hating his brother for it, he’d oddly found that it was something he could no longer do.

 

And that, right there, was the gist of it...Confusion.

 

 

From hating what his brother did, to loving it. From knowing that it was sick and wrong—and yet still needing to be touched. By the time Sasuke realized what had happened, he was so mentally fucked that it wasn’t even funny. Of course things only got worse when it came to masturbation. The realization that he couldn’t even get it up unless he was thinking about his brother screwing him like a whore, did very little to aid the situation. In fact it only seemed to increase it while adding on the destructive properties that he’d spent his whole life struggling against. It was a ruthless trade. Sasuke had stopped hating his brother, and instead started hating himself.

 

So that’s why, when his brother changed tactics again, when his beloved Aniki started tying him up –cutting him, torturing him, fucking him in ways that were downright humiliating— Sasuke didn’t do anything to stop him. He just let it happen, because he thought that he deserved it. A means of penitence’s to the way his body reacted in retrospective to the way his heart felt. He wanted the touch, but he didn’t want it to be from his brother. And yet at the same time, it was only his brother’s touch that meant something.

 

So yes, Sasuke very badly wanted to tell the boy sitting next to him, that no, your pain and my pain are not the same. But he didn’t want to place that weight on the blonde’s shoulders; especially given the direction that Naruto wanted to take the current conversation.

 

“You don’t need to worry about stupid stuff like that. Just because I said that I was taking you to Oto, doesn’t mean that we’re going to be staying there for very long.”

 

Naruto’s blue eyes looked up and his tanned visage reflected genuine surprise. “So, wait…we’re not staying there?” He felt oddly confused.

 

“No. I’ll need a week or so to pull everything together. You know, tap out all my assets and get us a different car that my dad doesn’t know about, but as soon as everything’s things good to go, we’ll leave for Suna. I have a friend there, who can help us out.”

 

A blonde’s brow rose slightly at the way Sasuke implied the term ‘friend’ but he didn’t question it. He wasn’t sure that he wanted to know if it was a ‘they’ll put up with me’ kind of friendship, or ‘we used to fuck’ kind of deal. But from what he knew about the raven, it could possibly be both.

 

“Yeah, but that’s a week that you’re going to have to be around Itachi…”

 

“Hn, I’ve been putting up with his perverted ass ever since I turned sixteen. I doubt that he can do anything too detrimental in the timeframe of a week or so.”

 

If Sasuke was being honest with the other boy, then he wouldn’t have said that. But again, he didn’t want Naruto to worry. The truth was that Itachi could easily do irreversible damage in just one night. A full week could literally be the same as dying and going to Hell. Not that Sasuke was going to relay that out loud.

 

“Still, what about—“

 

“You don’t need to worry about yourself either," Sasuke interjected. “My brother has more than enough sex appeal that he can screw anyone –man or woman– and yet he’s never taken an interest in anyone but me. The fucking narcissist probably perceives having sex with me as a demented twist on screwing himself. I honestly don’t want to know what goes on in my brother’s head…”

 

“Yeah…”Naruto half-mumbled. He didn’t think he wanted to know either. Sasuke’s brother seemed like a real asshole and he wondered how the raven could talk so openly about what went on between them. Honestly, it had been hard for Naruto to tell his teacher about the things his step-father had done to him, and then even with Sasuke, he’d found some difficulty in relaying his story. Still, the older teen seemed unfazed by his brother had been doing to him for all those years. Or at least it appeared that way. Naruto had good sense of mind to believe that if Sasuke was up there sitting on the church roof waiting to die—then he certainly was a lot more damaged then what he led on.

 

Shifting away from that train of thought he turned his head slightly, looking out the window; his forehead resting against the cool glass as he watched the familiar houses roll by. Suddenly he recalled Sasuke’s dilemma. “Oh, hey, I cleaned out the back of your car top-to-bottom and I couldn’t find your glasses.”

 

The raven smirked in a way that sent a chill down Naruto’s spine. He didn’t know why, but Sasuke was looking down right evil at the moment. “Ah, don’t worry about it Usuratonkachi. Just check the glove box.” He ordered, a pale hand gesturing to the small compartment directly in front of Naruto.

 

First eyeing the said location and then looking back to the driver, something seemed to click and blue eyes narrowed into dangerously thin slits. "YOU BASTARD!” the blonde exclaimed, one finger pointing directly at the accused. “You knew where your glasses were the whole time didn’t you!”

 

“What makes you say that?” He baited.

 

Naruto shot out a cold glare, and had Sasuke not been used to receiving a similar expression from his older brother on a daily basis, then he might have actually found the blonde’s expression to be intimidating.

 

“Don’t look at me like that Usuratonkachi! I needed someone to clean out my car and I certainly wasn’t going to do it myself,” the elder’s catty-tone holding a bit more amusement then what it should of. “Besides, I got the impression that you liked being ‘fucked’ with.” He added, just to be spiteful.

 

“Oh, I’m going to kill you!” Naruto growled, lunging towards the raven.

 

As fate happened to concur, it was as that moment the address Naruto had given Sasuke folded into view and the raven none too kindly slammed on the breaks. The blonde –who hadn’t been expecting the jolt and was not wearing his seatbelt– lost his balance and fell in towards the dashboard. Reaching a hand out, he braced himself for the collision but got the shock of his life when he was quickly jerked in another direction instead, a soft pair of lips pressing harshly against his. Sinfully Naruto felt the edge of Sasuke’s tongue slide across his bottom lip and freely gave in, the raven’s flavor flooding into his threshold. In so many ways, Sasuke’s taste was much like his personality—stratified. The top layer was piquant, mostly due to the nicotine from the cigarettes that he was constantly smoking. It wasn’t disagreeable, but rather impartial; leaving Naruto hungry for further exploration. Beneath that was another additive, the smooth essence of a sharp peppermint. It was something that gave a little edge to the kiss –much more gratifying then the first layer– but again it left the blonde wanting to reach even deeper, to find the next flavor that was just beyond that. The third and final layer was a rich sensation that surpassed the previous two with ease. It was like ambrosia –something divine and addictive; a mixture of spice that coveted just a hint of sweetness. But what perhaps was the best part about the ying and yang balance –was that the longer they kissed, the more potent that third flavor became. It truly was delectable and yet unquenchable all the same. Naruto could drink from it for hours and still want more.

 

As if on auto-pilot, the blonde found himself wrapping his arms around the elder’s neck; finger’s clawing though that silky tress of black wire, trying to guild their kiss into unfathomable depths. His mind was screaming to pull away, the lack of oxygen stinging his lungs in an uncomfortable fashion, but he refused to give in. He wanted more, needed more and the way Sasuke’s tongue was currently raping his mouth, he could tell that the other boy didn’t want to part either. Absentmindedly, Naruto wondered how it was –that each and every time they shared a kiss– it was deeper and more meaningful then the last. What would their limit be? How far would they push their bodies and how deep would they drive their tongues down one another’s throat before they reached their peak? And even then, when they drank from the cup of pleasure –starting at the brim and swallowing it all the way down to the bottom– what would happen afterwards? Would it be enough, or would Sasuke get bored and want to throw him away?

 

That last thought frightened Naruto much more then what he found suitable. It wasn’t so much for the properties of being used –for he was accustom to that kind of treatment– but more so because he didn’t want Sasuke to be the one using him. Naruto had never wanted to keep something as much as he did right now. These feelings, this touch—if he ever lost it, he knew that he would die. Sasuke was his breath of fresh air, the muscle pumping blood through his veins, his will to keep going and his courage never to look back.

 

Sliding his body upright, Naruto sat on his knees, arching Sasuke’s head upward so that he could literally thrust his tongue straight down the elder’s throat. The kiss between them was fierily and bold. The rapid succession of their tongues playing out in an exotic dance as each explored the other’s mouth with expertise. Sasuke’s soft lips seemed to fit perfectly against Naruto’s, and as they moved together, it was with a flawless sense of grace. Force and skill were applied to each beautiful motion, giving the overall effect that the whole thing had somehow been choreographed in advance.

 

Despite the fact that time seemed to have no relevance in theory, reality deemed that oxygen was indeed required, and yet again both boys continued to disregard the fact as if it were a trivial matter. Instead they blissfully drank from the other, their passion matching the intense sensations that was quickly rising in their chests. A constriction that eventually forced their kiss to become weak, their bodies trembling on the edge of suffocation as their hearts pounded rapidly in their chests and they finally had to pull away.

 

Lungs heaving rapidly, gulping down the air in panted, unsteady breathes –they both sat, looking each other in the eye. Sasuke, who had regained his composure at a much quicker rate, finally cut the engine. Silence engulfing the SUV. For a minute or so, the elder simply watched as Naruto’s light blue lips washed back into their normally vibrant color, admiring the way the boys tanned cheeks were slightly rosy, tinted with a warmth that defiantly spelt, Fuck-a-ble.

 

Lifting up a hand, the raven brushed aside some of the feathering bangs that had fallen out of place during their kiss and attempted to bait the other just a little bit more.

 

“I’m sorry, dobe.” He began, “Do you think you can forgive me for being an asshole?”

 

The words used were those of sincerity, though the elder’s tone was anything but contrite. In actuality it was vaingloriously preached—curt and more then mocking. In short, Sasuke’s apology seemed anything but.

 

Naruto blinked and tried to shoot out a glare in response, he really did. But after having his mouth fucked by the raven’s talented tongue –and in turn, dishing out his own retribution– it was pretty hard to focus on anything other then what was vitally required. This notion was further implied when the raven shifted his left hand and started massaging Naruto’s painfully, sheathed erection—palm pressed roughly against the material, applying just the right amount of pressure in all right places. In mere seconds, Naruto was panting again, completely oblivious as to what they were fighting about. Had they even been fighting? He couldn’t recall. And honestly even if they had been, he no longer cared. Moaning at the heavenly sensation, Naruto pulled himself closer to Sasuke, his hands grazing over the elder’s pale arms before caressing slightly defined pecks, trailing downward to snake beneath the material.

 

In turn, Sasuke rolled his palm with more enthusiasm, the unoccupied hand making its way to unbutton the blonde’s pants for a second time that day. The sensations and emotions running between them were so thick that they were tangible—needy and hungry. And yet it all came crashing down when the faint ring-tone of ‘Down with the Sickness’ echoed through the SUV, causing the raven to immediately pull back.

 

“Fuck. Shit. Dobe, that’s Itachi. I [i]have[/i] to answer the phone.” he explained, fishing the said device out of his pocket before opening the car door and stepping outside.

 

Naruto just sat there blinking, trying to figure out what had happened. First Sasuke had grabbed him, then there was that really hot life stealing kiss, followed by wandering hands and then… nothing? The youth frowned, wondering what was so goddamn important that when Itachi called, Sasuke had to stop whatever it was that he was doing to answer the phone.

 

Opting to look out the window and see where the other had ventured, Naruto took notice that Sasuke was pacing the street a good 50 yards away. Regardless of the distance and the darkening skies, he could easily tell that the raven was pissed as hell and was spitting out what was probably a very long list of obscene content. The expression on his face was one that the blonde hoped would never be directed at him, because it was in fact very frightening.

 

As Naruto continued to watch, he momentarily wondered what it was that they were arguing about, but realized that it really wasn’t any of his business. Brothers probably fought about a lot of stupid things and he was sure that Sasuke and Itachi were no different in that aspect.

 

Looking down at his watch, rudely informed the blonde that it was already 6:45 and he realized that they really needed to get a move on it. Naruto, who’d been fucked three times that day –two rounds with his teacher and then once with Sasuke– was in dire need of a shower. Plus he still needed to gather and pack a few personal belongings. Not that there was much to take. Some clothes, his journal, a few pictures and his laptop. Yeah, he didn’t have a whole lot despite all the money his step-father had.

 

Still wanting to give Sasuke his privacy, he pulled himself over to the passenger’s seat –ignoring how tight his pants were– and looked out the window to the two-story house that he called home. The exterior was like all the other houses’ in the neighborhood—immaculate and brimming with the promise of money. Perfect paintjob –a rosy, almost sienna shade– flawless grass, and the standard white-picket fence… from an outsider’s perspective it was probably something admirable, but to Naruto it was like looking at the gates of Hell.

 

“Hey”

 

Naruto jumped a foot and turned to look at Sasuke who had the driver’s side door wide open and was half-way leaning in, one arm resting on the roof while his head was slanted at an angle.

 

“Are you getting out or what?”

 

“Oh. Yeah,” Naruto mumbled pulling himself from the car, watching as Sasuke first lit up a cigarette before proceeding to throw the trash bags from the backseat, out to the curb.

 

Moving to shut the door, the blonde yelped when he turned around a second later to see that Sasuke was now standing in front of him. Confused, he gave the elder a strange look, “Teme?”

 

“Dobe,” followed the quick response as Sasuke leaned in once more to lock lips with Naruto. Carefully, the raven rested his right arm over the boy’s shoulder, making sure to keep it at a high enough angle so that his cigarette didn’t catch the on the blonde’s hair or clothing. With the other hand he caressed a scarred cheek, distractingly wedging his knee in between Naruto’s legs, while pushing him back against the SUV. “I didn’t forget," he whispered, grinding into the blonde’s erection.

 

“Ah! Ummm…I-I thought that you wanted me to go pack?”

 

Sasuke smirked as he pulled back to work his lips around the boy’s tanned neck, speaking in between kisses, sucks and nips. “Umm... I just wanted to get you out of the car… it was too cramped in there." his mouth latching on to Naruto’s pulse, giving it a hard suck.

 

Naruto moaned, his finger’s running through the raven’s silky locks as his body rocked against the car, Sasuke’s thigh pressing up against his ‘problem’ with even more force. “P-please teme, not out h-here…”

 

“Why not?”

 

“S-someone might see,” he bit out, thrusting his hips to the other’s hastening movements. He couldn’t help it, it just felt so good. Everything that Sasuke did to him left him begging for more. It didn’t even matter that they’d just had sex a little more than an hour ago, all it took was for Sasuke to touch him and Naruto found himself wanting the other teens big, hard cock rammed up his ass. He wanted to feel all his inner-turmoil crumble under the wondrous sensations that only the raven could bring about. He wanted—no, needed for Sasuke to set him free all over again.

 

“Yeah…”Sasuke quipped, shifting so he could to look into Naruto’s eyes. Taking a drag off his cigarette, he closed the distance between them, smoke seeping slightly from his lips before he pressed them against the blonde’s. The kiss wasn’t as clean as those that had come before it –rather sloppy and loose, allowing the most of the smoke in Sasuke’s mouth to seep out from the corners of his lips while Naruto inhaled what lingered. “…Let them see,” he finished, the words ghosting over the other’s mouth.

 

The blonde shivered and shook his head, promptly putting his hand out to ease Sasuke back. “N-no!” he persisted with a bit more force, even though he was struggling against his own resolve. Really, what did it matter if people saw them? He was never coming back here again. He was going to Oto with Sasuke and then they were going to leave for Suna. It seemed pointless to worry about something so minor, and yet at the same time, Naruto was not an exhibitionist, he did not cater to having his neighbor’s see him being fucked against an SUV and Sasuke needed to understand that. “The house is right there, let’s just go inside ne?”

 

“Fuck everyone else; it’s just you and me here as far as I’m concerned.”

 

“Teme, you can’t think like that. What if we get caught?”

 

“What if we don’t?” Sasuke whispered, his right hand flicking the cigarette to the ground before reaching around to snag something in his back pocket. In an effort to keep Naruto busy, his mouth had attached itself to the blonde’s earlobe.

 

Sucking on it diligently, Sasuke elicited another set of soft moans from his lover.

 

“Nnh, Sas’ke…Please!” Naruto pleaded. His eyes were closed, head slightly tipped back. He could feel his erection pressed painfully against his pants, Sasuke’s own sheathed cock rubbing it in a maddening way.

 

“Please, what? Are you begging me now? Cause if you are, it’s just making me harder.”

 

“H-house…i-inside…Sas-ke…”

 

“Umm…I couldn’t quite catch that.” he smirked, again grinding up against the boy who was more than ready to be fucked. “Can you articulate that once more…?”

 

Naruto, who was half-lost in lust and the need for release, became completely perplexed in regards to Sasuke’s request –having known what the fancy word meant, but not having the capabilities to currently recall the meaning– thus he was a little more than preoccupied in registering the sudden sensation of cold metal against his wrist. Nor did he really hear the ‘click’ and then heaviness that accompanied it. In fact, it wasn’t until he felt his arm being tugged to the left and then another ‘click’ that he comprehended what Sasuke was doing.

 

“Nnh…teme, did you just handcuff me to your car?” Naruto implored with a questionable breath; his eyes opening to see that Sasuke had used Itachi’s red handcuffs to restrain his left hand to the base of the passenger side mirror.

 

“Now you can’t get away. I guess I’ll just have to molest you right here.” The elder smirked, both his hands moving to undo Naruto’s pants as he dropped to his knees.

 

The blonde was at a loss for words. Hadn’t he told Sasuke that he didn’t want to do this outside? “Didn’t you hear what I said before?” He hissed, feeling the raven’s hands pull his arousal free.

 

Brushing his tongue out, Sasuke licked the tip, delighting in the bead of pre-cum that lingered there. “Yeah, you said something about getting caught.”

 

“Okay, then…”

 

“I just gotta make sure we don’t.” he replied, taking the younger teen’s member into his mouth.

 

“Ah. Fuck…Shit! D-damn it Sasuke! That’s selective listening!”

 

The raven only hummed an ‘uh-huh’, making Naruto’s cock twitch from the vibrations; his legs threatening to give out from beneath him.

 

“You’re a pervert!”

 

Sasuke again moaned in agreement.

 

“A-an exhibitionist,” Naruto panted—more of the raven’s positive vibration’s answering, filling his body with so many delicious sensations, making his neck bow-back in pleasure.

 

“So goddamn talented with your mouth…! Nnh, don’t stop Sasuke.”

 

The raven merely chucked. It was rather cute the way that the blonde had struggled against him, only to give in so easily. He liked that about Naruto, the boy had an edge of fire to him and yet he obviously knew when to submit.

 

Naruto body trembled and he moaned loudly as Sasuke’s tongue ran over the underside of his cock before swallowing him to the hilt. The hot, wet cavern sucking on him with such greed that he had to reach up with his right hand and grip the luggage rack in an effort not to collapse. His legs were shaking terribly under the ministrations, his mind no longer caring that they were outside, and that they might get caught. Near oblivious to his surroundings, he almost missed the sound of an approaching vehicle.

 

“Uh…Sas’ke, car…” he whined.

 

The raven only smirked and withdrew his mouth. “Turn,” he quipped, reaching out to open the passenger side door, making Naruto move a full hundred and eighty degree’s so that he was now facing the road rather than having his back against it.

 

In response Naruto hissed at the action, his wrist twisting in an awkward manner until he managed to rotate it properly and even his arm out. “Damn it teme that— unh, never mind…“ The blonde mewed, his words abruptly falling short as Sasuke wedged himself between Naruto and the car –the elder’s back pressed up against the tire– while his body remained hidden from any oncoming traffic by the open door. Heedlessly, Sasuke’s lips engulfed the weeping member again, sucking on it fiercely.

 

In an effort to balance himself, Naruto’s free hand threaded its way through the tress of black locks, his heart pumping wildly when he realized that Sasuke wasn’t going to stop, even if there were people around.

 

As if fate had found yet another way to punish Naruto, the passing vehicle just happened to pull into the driveway directly across the street. After a few seconds, a short girl with black hair stepped out and gave a brisk look around. Naruto instantly recognized her as being his neighbor Tenten. The two of them went to school together, but never really talked unless the girl’s mother sent her over for something. Naruto desperately hoped that this was not one of those times.

 

Too bad for him, it was.

 

Almost immediately after exiting her baby blue Mercedes, Tenten turned on heel and started over towards him.

 

Naruto gave Sasuke’s hair a desperate tug and looked down to see black orb’s watching him carefully, the raven’s lips drawing a fluent ‘up and down motion’ around his thick cock. The sight was beyond erotic and Naruto dipped his head lower so that his bangs concealed most of his face; an act to both hide his wanton expression from Tenten and speak freely with Sasuke. “Someone’s coming, please stop okay?” He silently mouthed. The feelings pooling in his lower abdomen were slowly becoming more intense and he knew within the next few minutes he was going to cum if Sasuke didn’t quit.

 

In response, the raven just smirked around his lover’s dick and waggled his eyebrows, as if saying ‘Just try and make me,’ followed by the mocking undertone of ‘Oh, wait you can’t, can you?’ To prove this, Sasuke only sucked harder.

 

“Bastard…” Naruto rasped, untangling his fingers from the other’s hair and using his arm, tried to conceal the red handcuffs that were keeping him to the car. He could at least do that much successfully—whereas he’d just have to bluff his way through the rest.

 

“Hey…Ten-TEN!” he yelled. The last part coming out a little louder then what he wanted, when he felt one of Sasuke’s fingers probe his ass. He was going to kill the bastard!

 

Luckily, the busty brunette had stopped on the other side of the car and was too busy looking at Sasuke’s SUV to give the boy’s pitch any mind. “Whose vehicle is this?” She inquired suspiciously. Tenten knew that was Naruto eighteen and could drive, but she didn’t honestly think that his step-father would buy him a car, let alone a 2007 Mazda CX-7. He didn’t deserve to drive something so classy. He was trash; useless garbage. And if it was Uzumaki’s car, well then she’d just have to do something about it.

 

“Umm…I-it’s my friends,” Naruto answered, his voice trembling slightly, but again the girl didn’t seem to notice. This didn’t really come as a surprise to Naruto because she usually tuned out the details when it came to him. It was something that most people did. “H-he’s in the house using the bathroom…”he lied.

 

“Oh, really? And who would be stupid enough to be your friend Uzumaki?”

 

The blonde ignored the insult, he was use to them after all, but he became slightly worried when Sasuke stopped his ministrations for a brief second. Without realizing it, Naruto was holding his breath, praying to every god he’d ever heard of that Sasuke would not stand up and respond to her harsh statement. Apparently one of those deities must have been listening because the raven quickly returned to what he was doing, inserting a second finger into Naruto’s ass.

 

“Ahhhh-look-is-there-something-I-can-do-you-for,” Naruto rambled, feeling Sasuke’s finger’s strike his prostate dead on.

 

Tenten eyed him skeptically, but nodded her head. “Yeah, my mom needs your dad to call her. She wants the number to the guy that catered your Christmas party last year. “

 

“Oooohhh, okay!” Naruto cried, trying and failing to stifle his moan. He was so close that it wasn’t even funny, and now Sasuke had the balls to start licking the slit of his cock, lightly using his teeth to graze the tip before sucking just on the head.

 

Please let me cum, was all he could think as those finger’s that were buried in his ass brushed over that sensitive bundle of nerves again and again, before they suddenly and permanently, removed themselves.

 

Sasuke could only grin at Naruto’s soft whimper as he fumbled with his leather pants, unzipping them slowly to pull out his own engorged cock. Being extremely skilled in multitasking, he took a little bit more of Naruto into his mouth, stroking himself in perfect rhythm, eliciting more poorly masked moans from the blonde.

 

“Naruto is there something wrong with you? I mean more then what’s to be expected.” Tenten questioned, furrowing her brow at the other.

 

“N-NO!” he moaned as Sasuke finally deep-throated him again; that beautiful boy’s mouth taking him in and sucking him in a way that was strictly professional. No more playing, no more torture, the elder was going to let him cum. And he needed that release so badly “Oh… god, fucking shit!” Naruto hissed, before remembering Ten-ten was still there. “…My stomach hurts,” he added, hoping that would explain why he was panting like a dog in heat, half-buckled over and moaning like a whore. “I… Ah… ate some bad…Ooh, sushi.”

 

Sasuke chuckled at Naruto’s pathetic excuse; the extra vibrations being too much for the boy. The blonde came hard into the other’s mouth, the raven greedily sucking every bit of it up as he continued to stroke himself rapidly.

 

“Sasuke…”Naruto moaned in bliss, before making himself add. “Get your ass out here and take me to the hospital!”

 

Tenten eyed the house, almost expecting this ‘Sasuke’ person to come out, before looking at the blonde and then the car. "You’re a freak you know that Naruto.” And with that she pivoted on her heels and left.

 

Once Tenten had disappeared through her front door, Naruto looked down to cuss the raven out, but instantaneously lost his voice. Sasuke was sitting there on his haunches with his legs spread wide, eyes-half lidded, and mouth agape –panting heavily as he masturbated. It was the most erotic thing that Naruto had ever witnessed.

 

“Is that bitch gone yet?” he hissed, feeling his insides flood with a familiar warm heat as he neared his orgasm.

 

“Yeah…” Naruto whispered, his blue eyes locked on Sasuke’s cock and the hand that was stroking it. Absentmindedly he licked his lips.

 

“Good, then get your ass down here and suck me off.”

 

Naruto moaned at that indication and tried to move down, only to be hindered by those damn handcuffs. “Hurry up and give me the fucking key.”

 

Sasuke looked up to the impatient blue eyes that were more than ready to return the favor that he’d given the blonde twice that day. It was taking all of his will power not to laugh. “Dobe…”he panted, curling his lips in a way that flat out screamed sexy. “You don’t need a key to open those handcuffs.”

 

Naruto’s jaw dropped and he looked to the metal cuffs; noting that Sasuke was in fact right in that assessment.

 

“Before you go calling me a bastard, you should remember that you’re the one who wasn’t paying attention.” Sasuke informed, gnawing on his lower lip as he suppressed a loud moan.

 

The blonde nodded and realized that again, what the other had said was true. Had he not been so lost in the action of Sasuke molesting him, then he would have probably caught the minor detail. If he really thought about it, he hadn’t even tried to get out of them. But now was not the time to be thinking about that sort of thing. Sasuke was at his feet panting and here he was musing about his own stupidity. The situation was ironically…ironic.

 

Quickly working the metal tab on the cuffs, he managed to wiggle his wrist free and immediately dropped down to the ground. For all the bitching that he’d previously done about getting caught, Naruto didn’t even think twice before he acted out. His hands pushing Sasuke’s down, the tanned digits over lapping the pale ones as they rested on the raven’s hips—his mouth engulfing the other’s stiff cock.

 

Sasuke’s arched his head back and let out a long moan at blonde’s unwavering actions. It felt so good to have his cock in Naruto’s mouth. To have the younger teen’s lips sealed around his member, sucking, licking—teeth lightly grazing over that sensitive flesh. Sasuke silently applauded his early assessment; he had been right to think that the blonde could give good head. It was almost as good—no, even better, then what Itachi could do. His Aniki never liked to get his hands –or in matters such as this, his mouth– dirty. It was always more of an effort to hear a verbal response from Sasuke, then to actually give him pleasure. It wasn’t like that with Naruto though. No. The blonde’s lips were all about making him reach that perfect high without having him beg for it.

 

“Absolutely divine…”he panted, trying to pry his fingers out from underneath the other –he wanted to pull Naruto in even further, wanted to feel that heat all the way down to the base, to have the blonde literally swallow him whole – but those tan hands would not release his. “Fuck me with your mouth babe…”he demanded through harsh grunts. He refused to cum until the other deep-throated him; he wanted to feel the blonde –his blonde– riding all of his cock with that perfect mouth.

 

Naruto felt his heart flutter slightly at the pet name. He was used to his step-father calling him slut or whore, and so it brought tears to his eyes to hear Sasuke call him ‘babe’—such a simple endearment and yet it meant so much. Heeding the request –because he knew what Sasuke wanted– Naruto relaxed his jaw muscles and deep throated the raven.

 

In that moment, it was just like what Sasuke had previously stated—the whole world had fallen into oblivion. It was just the two of them under the dark skies, not paying any mind to the random car that approached and passed, their bodies still hidden by the open door; concealed by the night’s twilight as the vehicle passed by and eventually disappeared.

 

“Don’t ever leave me…”Sasuke whispered in a voice much too low for Naruto to hear.

 

Watery, azure eyes shot up to look into endless black and Sasuke finally let go. He let his body convulse in the waves of ecstasy that Naruto had brought him and he came hard, whispering his lover’s name.

 

The said blonde swallowed Sasuke’s load, a little bit seeping from his lips to run down his chin. The raven watched that string slip down the boy’s neck and he pushed himself up, letting his tongue catch the trickle before following it back up to Naruto’s mouth.

 

This time when they kissed it was different. It was fierce and powerful, yet slow and smooth. The hunger was there, but it had changed. There was a hint of something more – perhaps it was a piece of their souls that they were exchanging– and when they parted they were breathless in an entirely different sense.

 

“Teme, “Naruto smiled.

 

“Dobe,” Sasuke answered.

 

“I forgive you for being an asshole.”

 

The raven smirked. “Good. Then let’s get your shit and get the hell out of here.”

 

Author's Note: Oh-my, I think I might have a problem if I end EVERY argument with sex… And now that I think about it, I’m not so sure that they actually fought… Does Sasuke ramming his tongue down Naruto’s throat after one comment count??? Sheesh!

(1) This statement is meant to explain why Naruto reacted to strongly when Sasuke said he was from Oto in the previous chapter. Also, Sasuke really is a messy person in this story…It comes with the ‘I don’t give a fuck’ attitude (which btw is non-applicable in regards to Itachi) ~

(2) Sasuke doesn’t wear a seatbelt…ever. Anyway, that’s how he was able to reach around and fondle Naruto like he did.