Guet-appent

Sasuke was rubbing his temples, desperately wishing his killing headache would go away. But no, the stupid giggles coming from the coffee room across his office were nowhere ending.

“Girls, girls, he’s bending down!”
“KYAAAAA!”
“He sure is dexterous with his tool.”
“His cucumber seems juicy. I’m sure it’s tasty!”

That’s it! He couldn’t take more.

“Cut that culinary freak show, or watch it at home because I’m firing you if you don’t turn off that TV in five seconds.” Yelled Sasuke from doorway.

Just before the silence reigned once again on his floor, he was able to distinguish perfectly the stupid, idiotic, cheesy end line of the show. “Remember the best plates are cooked with the heart!”

That’s it! He wanted to puke.

Why this week of hell couldn’t end; first Karin had kissed him, wait scratch that, savagely suffocated him – he had to washed his mouth with soap to get rid of her taste-, second he had had a meeting with that perverted snake who had the way to grope his ass each time they had business meeting –and he couldn’t do a thing because his company was investing sums that would make drool even the worthiest men on earth, the fact that it was for charity was an added bonus, result: he couldn’t do a thing but endure while dreaming for the time he would take pleasure in stabbing the poor voodoo doll of that pedophiliac failure of a man- , and finally, not that he was looking for it, but he had an important dinner with the Uchiha company tonight. Why couldn’t he just go to sleep and woke up on Monday morning?

Being caught for four hours in the same room as his father and annoying brother wasn’t the best way to pass his evening. His father would find a way to make him feel guilty because the company actions stayed stable and his brother of hell would annoy him to no end just by his mere presence.

He would have to wear a designer tux, making sure then that the women would flock around him to tell him how handsome he would look- like he ever looked as a simple commoner, but anyway, you get the point. But the worst would be the lack of idiot to annoy.

3:00 pm, he had four more hours before the dinner. He decided he needed to vent some stress. It was time to head home and train in his personal gym. Yon don’t own an entire floor at the top of one of the tallest building in town to use as a flat without having your own gym.

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Two destroyed punching bag and a shower later, Sasuke entered his living wearing only sweat pants and a towel around his neck. He pressed the play button on his flashing voicemail. He looked around waiting for the familiar “bip”. His eyes landed on the DVD, he didn’t know why he hadn’t tossed the source of his problem away. He knew that if his dad ever got word of his sexual orientation, let’s just say it would not be pretty. The message finally started. “Hello, foolish little brother, Father want to make sure you won’t ditch us this time, so I am picking you up 6:30, don’t be late.”

Awww, what would he do without his dear older brother to poison his life like that, probably be happy! A nice little cottage by the sea, a lover to satisfy his every thirst, an nothing to do all day but take the blue eyes blond tan man writhing under him making then most arousing mewls ever.

Wait! Blue eyes? Blond? Tan? Since when did he have pattern for his sex toys? Yes toys because Sasuke didn’t do relationship, as his friend would say, it was troublesome.

In fact, he could have all that already if he told his father the truth, but being disowned at the tender age of twenty-three wasn’t on his career plan. Even if his family wasn’t the most conventional or permissive or happy and lovely, it was the only security in his life right now. If the Uchiha’s were to turn their back on him, he would have nothing to grab own, no other choice; nothing!

So he would endure tonight and every other night he would have to deal with that crap, because, deep down, Sasuke knew he couldn’t let his brother all alone again. When he had move to attend sound academy, his brother had done idiotic acts such as getting involve with the mafia, gambling addictions and suicide attempt. He was the one who had find Itachi when he had consumed anti-depressor. Even if his brother annoyed him, he couldn’t bare loosing him.

“You are loosing your touch little brother; you would have sense me before!”

Unfortunately for Sasuke, the surprise of finding his brother behind him made him let out an unmanly squeak confirming the other’s statement. No one had ever been able to spook him before; his personal bubble was too big for that.

“You need to get laid, otouto, but judging from this, you’ve already solve your problem by jerking yourself off watching those plot less x-rated movie. Never thought you would sink that low. It’s a shame really; my baby brother is growing so fast.”

“Shut it aniki! I’m not smashed enough for your crappy sense of humour.”

“Be ready in ten minutes Sasuke, we don’t want to be late to Dad’s little country club reunion, now would we?”

Sasuke only scolded and smashed his bedroom door to get rid of all the anger he could before he was tempted to sock his brother in the jaw. 9 minutes and 55 seconds later, he stepped out of his personal bathroom perfectly stunning and made his way to the elevator without sparing a glance to the smug look on Itachi’s face.

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“I heard they had engaged that new popular chief, that Uzumaki guy!” chit chat his annoying brother who was never the one to stand those heavy silence that Sasuke took pleasure from. He only hnned in response not having the slightest idea of who that Uzumaki fellow was; not that he cared anyway.

His mother culinary phase wasn’t interesting him, they often result in a burned out kitchen anyway. She would have another fetish cook in least than three days. It was always like that with her mother; she got gigs, then she got rid of them for another favourite.

“Shut up and drive, Itachi!”

“Thought you only listened to those emo groups of yours.”

“What?”

The sardonic smile was back. “Nothing!” The black merceder came to a stop in front of a gorgeous building. “Get out, we’ve arrived.”

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What he wouldn’t do to get out of here. His sole “friends” attending tonight, the Hyuuga’s cousin were no where in sight. Neji was caught with his uncle discussing treaty with the Uchiha elders while Hinata had gone with that dog man, Inusomething.

So here he was, desperately tuning out the annoying pink hear nuisance babbling about how sweet her husband was while not so subtly flirting with him. Would she just stop touching his arm every chance she got? Okay, now that wasn’t his arm but much lower and personal. He didn’t come here to get his ass groped; he had had enough with that vile man.

“If you would excuse me, Mrs Rock, but Father is calling for me!” An innocent lie wasn’t bad if that mean he was free from that harpy’s clutches. He quickly made his way out before she even had the time to complain.

Once out in the hall, he sighted deeply. He needed a distraction.

He ventured his way down absently looking at the pictures on the walls until a familiar voce snapped him out of his thoughts. Time to destroy blackmailing materials.

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Naruto was in heaven. A fresh cup of ramen, time for him –he hadn’t stopped running since the morning- and no bastard to annoy him. Yep, heaven! Until…

“Slacking off during work, dobe!”

He lost grip of his bowl which crashed down spilling hot water and noodles everywhere. His right eye twitched madly. “What do you want Uchiha?”

“Me! Nothing!” The words were a sensual hot breath in his ear. When did he come that near? “Don’t fuck with me Uchiha!” “Why, that was exactly what I intend to!”

Naruto turned around, ready to punch him when a pair of lips crashed hungrily on his stopping all processing thoughts. His eyes shut in pleasure until he regained a little of self-control, pushing Sasuke away. “What do you think you are doing?”

Wicked teeth teased his earlobe. “Why, Naruto, fucking around with my mind-blowing skills, don’t you agree?” He punctuated his sentence by a dexterous roll of his hips. Tan hands gripped tightly his hair. Sasuke them abused the stop just under the ear of the blond, knowing the futile resistance would crumble soon. And he was right.

Strong tights trapped him while the round bottom he was kneading seated on the table. They started an erotic dance with the undulation of their joined hips while their mouths were busy sucking the life out of each other. Sasuke’s hands were subtly patting the blond’s pocket in search of that incriminating cell phone. “Game over!” He whispered while pressing the delete button. This time, it was Sasuke leaving in control of the situation while a distress and still hard blond stand on the table bewildered.

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What the fuck was wrong with his plate? Every one was making comments about how heavenly was the food while his was indigestible. He called over a waiter and asked him to bring over the cook. His eyes nearly bulged over when the dobe appear in the stop the chief would have taken if it had been anyone else.

“Is there a problem with the food, Uchiha-san?”

“The taste is horrible!”

“Really!” That little son of a bitch, he had made sure his plate was vile. “Then I will bring you a taste of my tastiest recipe.” Two minutes later he was back with a drool worthy plate. “Here, Uchiha-san” that part of the phrase was said loudly while he murmured the rest in Sasuke’s ear. “It wasn’t nice leaving me all alone with my little problem. I had to imagine it was you taking me hard and fast while it was only my shaking fingers in my quivering ass. Think you can make me reach heaven, dirty boy?” At the loud gulped coming from the raven, he knew he had cornered him where he wanted. “Join me in ten minutes in the garden; already naked if possible, I can’t wait anymore to have your hard big shaft splitting me in two.”

The raven imperceptibly nodded.

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Nine minutes later he was naked and hard in the garden waiting on a stone bench watching the window opening on the dinning room where everybody was, but at the moment close by heavy velvet curtain. Where was the dobe; his precious family jewels would freeze over soon.

What he didn’t know was that Naruto was more then ready already. He was currently grasping the rope which opens the said curtain. In a swift move, he drew them open reviling to the stoic audience the flabbergasting naked Uchiha. Between the squealing girls and laughing brother, Sasuke hided as soon as he saw the pissed of look promising hell on his father face.

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It had been another week of hell for Sasuke starting with his father cursing about the fact he had never been as humiliated as that before, that his son was a disgraced for the family.

He was lucky no picture of that incident had been published. No one wanted to get caught in Uchiha-sama wrath.

He had been informed by one of his contact that the dobe was currently in a club not to far from his flat. He would get his sweet revenge.

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Being pushed in a dirty public toilet by a pissed off Uchiha was a surprise to Naruto. But what spooked him the most was the lack of fists and punches. Sasuke was furiously kissing and caressing him. Who was he to complain? The Uchiha was a real god when it comes to the sex department. He kissed back as fervently.

He hissed when his naked torso came into contact with the ceramic wall while the raven quickly prepared him with some hand soap. The fucking was rough and fast, the bites and nips angry. The only thing clashing with the scene were the joined hands in a loving way, but they weren’t together, the term fuck buddies didn’t even apply for them. Their feet had no solid grip on the wet floor making them loose balance.

Sasuke fell on the toilet seat, dragging the panting blond with him. Gravity set the end of their fucking by dragging Sasuke’s cock deeper into Naruto’s ass making it harshly stabbed the abused prostate. Naruto shoot his seed on the wall before him while Sasuke emptied himself in Naruto’s warm tunnel. Pale fingers, still joined with his, unconsciously stroked his quivering stomach.

Why was fire spreading in his abdomen? He wasn’t supposed to feel to way, not for another Uchiha. He had to get out of here and fast.

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Tada, after a long wait the third chapter his finaly up.

I greatly thank all my faithful rewiers.

It is a fact that after five satisfying sexual encounter with the same person, the brain secrete something aking to what we call love, so guys tw more lemon before the real set of the relationship. ( but it won’t be the end of the story, we still need to know who busted them right?)

On the side note, I have nothing against Sakura, okay post genin days Sakura, so she won’t be the ultimate bitch in this story, I’ve already given the role to someone else, so if it’s only to bash sakura that you are reading this story, you are loosing your time. But for all the others tank you and don’t forget to review, you know you want to!!!

Dame loli, your faithful writer!!!