An Indecent Affair

Chapter 31
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"So, tell me a little bit about yourself," Sasuke asked conversationally, wrenching the cup of tea from Neji's grasp before he had the chance to bring it to his lips.

According to the mounted kitchen clock, he'd spent approximately ten minutes making fun of his name. Neji had attempted to work around the ridicule but, after googling the length of time it took before a person died from laughter, he gave up and retreated to the quiet kitchenette. He was a little disappointed; Sasuke only had thirty-five hours, forty-eight minutes and twenty-seven seconds to go before he succumbed to cardiac arrest but, just because he'd grown tired of laughing his ass off didn't mean he couldn't find other ways to be an utter nuisance.

Neji pretended to be frustrated when his lover claimed the warm drink as his own, but he was becoming increasingly familiar with his boorish antics and had set a little trap for him.

Dark, coal-black eyes glittered with obstreperous amusement as he took a long sip from the ceramic mug and Neji was forced to bite the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from doubling over at the crinkled disgust on his face.

Sasuke preferred bold or piquant flavours so Neji knew he wouldn't appreciate the bland, listless tastes of herbal teas and, just as he should have expected, the picky eater tossed the entire beverage down the drain. Fortunately, he'd had the foresight to brew another cup for just such an occasion and acquisitioned the one he'd left hidden in the microwave.

"What exactly do you want to know?" Neji asked and blew gently into the cup.

Sasuke shrugged, not sure which point to begin their discussion. "I notice you're not wearing a ring," he indicated to naked, but elegant fingers with a tilt of his chin. "So I can safely assume that's Miss Hamilton."

Neji paused, expecting him to start mocking the name all over again and swearing to God he was going to throw his tea into his face if he did, but, he must have got it all out of his system because he just stood there with his arms across his chest and his hip pressed casually against the counter.

"Yeah, I'm not married," he confirmed with a nod, deciding to play along just for the heck of it. He had to admit, it was somewhat fun assuming another identity and creating an entire history and backstory for the character. If he had known role-play could be this much fun then he would have reconsidered joining one of those table-top role-playing guilds the Graphic Design students hosted at his college.

Sasuke asked his next question carefully. "Any boyfriends?"

A slow smile spread across the Hyuuga's painted lips. "No, I'm single." Apparently, that was the correct answer because it brought an ear-splitting grin to the other man's face.

"I find that very hard to believe," he said almost seductively.

Neji took a small sip before making his reply with a disconsolate sigh. "Too many men are intimidated by empowered, career-minded women, so it's not that often I come across one that's worth my time."

Sasuke's eyebrows shot up. He liked where this was going. "Maybe it's not that they're willing to take up the challenge but because you've got some excess baggage."

"What? Like: attention-starved kids, an ailing parent who guilt trips me into giving up my social life to look after them, a friend that tries to influence every decision I make or a miniature poodle that I treat like it came from my own womb? No, nothing like that."

"So, you're just a bitch then."

Neji dropped his eyelids half-way and shot the man across from him a saucy glance. "I've been told that's one of my more 'endearing' qualities."

"And yet, here you are, with no significant other to speak of."

"And what about you, Mr. Uchiha? Are you currently in a relationship?"

Just because he was pretending to be someone else, Sasuke let the 'Mr. Uchiha' bit slide, but he had to admit, it made the conversation all the more titillating. "That depends, would you refuse to join me for a cup of coffee sometime if I am?"

"Are you asking me out on a date?"

"Are you refusing?"

"Why do I get the feeling I shouldn't expect a straight answer from you?" A lopsided smirk was his only response. "I don't know," Neji brought him under thorough scrutiny from head to toe. "You're not really my type."

Sasuke wasn't dissuaded in the least. "I have money... and a nice car."

"I don't measure the quality of a man by the size of what's in his pocket-- let me rephrase that," Neji quickly amended and, if the span of the Uchiha's lecherous grin was any indication, then his mind was doing backstrokes in the gutter. "I don't measure the quality of a man by his material possessions."

"You sure? 'Cuz it's a really nice car."

"I'm sure it is."

"I'd love to take you for a ride sometime."

"My mother told me never get in a car with a stranger."

"That's fine because I wasn't talking about the car," he smirked. "Although, I would have preferred going for a coffee or something and getting to know each other first."

Neji took another sip to give his mouth something to do other than giggle like an idiot. "I'll put that on my To-Do list."

The Uchiha didn't miss the opportunity. "And I'll-"

"-put me on your To-Do list. Yeah, I know," Neji interrupted, surprising them both.

A low sound slipped from Sasuke's lips akin to a malevolent chuckle. Neji was learning quickly and it wouldn't be long before he got all of his sexual connotations, but, while that would make their exchanges more meaningful he knew he was going to miss the uneducated innocence eventually. Another low sound, this time like a smothered growl, stretched between them but it came from Neji and Sasuke watched as he clutched at his abdomen and made a face of discomfiture.

He'd forgotten just how hungry he was. The last meal he had was the one he'd shared with Naruto, Gaara and Ginger last night, but it felt like ages ago and his stomach was about ready to collapse. His fingertips brushed against the long-since-forgotten piercing, concealed beneath his clothing, and his hand tightened reflexively around it as if Sasuke could suddenly see through it. His lover stepped closer and Neji unintentionally shrunk back but he drew no suspicion from the other man who just assumed he was in pain.

"You okay?" Sasuke asked, confiscating the second drink and bringing it to his nose as if he could test if for poison. He threw it away just in case.

"Yeah... I'm just really hungry," and his stomach growled again in confirmation. He had hoped a cup of tea would bide him until he got home this evening, since he missed the lunch hour, but he was beginning to think he wouldn't make it through to the end of the day. He was starting to wish he'd taken Gaara up on his offer to stop for a sub on the way over here but the only reason he didn't was because he was late enough as it was and didn't want to be any more tardy. Not that it should have made much of a difference since he'd missed over half the day already.

Sasuke had to force himself not to dwell on the perverted potential when he said "What would you like to eat?" but the Hyuuga didn't make it any easier when he replied with "At this point, I'll eat anything you give me".

"Right!" He gave himself a mental slap against the head to snap out of it. Actually, it wasn't that hard. Feeding Neji his thick, meaty cock had a very painful memory associated with it. "I'll get you something edible." That one went right over Neji's head and the incessant rumbling in his stomach made it difficult to ponder over, but whatever it was Sasuke was getting, he just prayed he got it quickly and, after he grabbed his wallet from his desk, he left.

It wasn't often he had the office to himself and he could probably count, on one hand, the number of times he had the peace, quiet and solitude required to do a productive day`s amount of work. If it wasn`t Sasuke humping his leg then it was Naruto throwing his childish tantrums, Gaara trying to get him naked or Itachi eerily looking over his shoulder. Now would have been the perfect opportunity to catch up on his filing, return a few calls or check the system to see if all the deliveries were up-to-date but, dressed like a 'librarian straight out of a wet-dream', as Naruto so succinctly put it, he didn't feel like doing any work at all. Not to mention how harrowing it would be to get anything done on an empty stomach, but his perfect excuse came in the form of one Sakura Haruno who wanted to sniff around the new woman that was trespassing on her territory.

Neji caught himself just in time before he greeted her by name and offered her a cordial salutation instead. Sakura's introduction was strained and the hand-shake went on for far too long that it became awkward. Soft hands, a beautiful smile and well-sculpted features, all these things the young woman noticed and couldn't help but feel the slightest bit threatened. However, she was also aware that this potential rival wasn't very well-endowed either so she took consolation in the knowledge that, if Sasuke didn't indeed like flat-chested women, then maybe he wouldn't like this woman also.

"It's very nice to meet you," Sakura beamed, but Neji could see right through her counterfeit smile. "Miss Hamilton, was it?"

"Yes, that's right," and Neji returned her smile just as sweetly.

Sakura tried not to become too flustered but her immaculate expression remained in place. "You must be the auditor everyone's talking about."

"They are? I feel like a celebrity," Neji teased. "I hope I haven't caused too much confusion, I just want everyone to continue doing what they usually do and act as if I wasn't here."

"Yeah, that's what I keep saying," the other woman forced a light laugh. "It's just that your visit was so unexpected and no one knows how long you will be here." It was a loaded statement, one she expectantly waited for a response but Neji didn't know how to answer her. As far as he knew this was a one-day thing. He was certain the Uchiha didn't expect him to come to work like this from now on and the only reason he was dressed like this to begin with was because he'd pushed Naruto to such an extreme. He'd learned a valuable lesson from that: People that are annoying generally don't take well to being annoyed in return.

"Just for today," Neji said with little certainty but it was enough to make Sakura's stiff shoulders melt with relief.

"Have you been to the other departments yet?" Sakura asked and when the other woman replied in the negative she politely offered. "I can show you around if you'd like?"

"Thank you, but that's not necessary. I'm assigned to this area." The last thing he wanted to do was to have someone recognize him in this get-up although Sakura seemed to have a hard time seeing past the disguise, so either she was very dense or Naruto was very good. Similarly, hadn't Itachi and Sasuke also been fooled? Neji suddenly wanted to check his appearance in a mirror but the closest thing he had to a reflective surface was his blank, computer monitor and, without thinking, he took a fleeting glance which became an amazed stare, completely unaware that he now gave the impression that Miss Hamilton was a vain narcissist.

Sakura stifled a huff. The woman knew well enough that she didn't have a hair out of place so there could only be one reason why she was preening. She wanted to make sure her make-up was still fresh upon Sasuke's arrival. "Oh... you'll be working with Mr. Uchiha today?" she asked curiously.

Neji's attention snapped back to the other girl after making a mental reminder to praise Naruto for the fascinating job he did. But did he really want to encourage him? "Yes, I'll be keeping a close eye on him especially. He's got a reputation and I've heard that he doesn't like to do things by the book, but the first thing I'm addressing is his lack of business attire. Don't worry, when I'm through with him he'll be the kind of man any girl would want to take home to meet mother."

Sakura had to force a courteous laugh with the other woman. It was just as she thought. This woman was attracted to her Sasuke too. If this harpy didn't have the authority to send her to the back of the unemployment line then she would have told her the same thing she told Ino or any of the college-grad interns, however, her job was on the line, so this situation called for a lot more tact. "Oh yes, Mr. Uchicha's quite the delinquent," Sakura said, her voice dropping to just above a whisper. "Apparently, his social life is just as reckless."

Neji furrowed his brow and decided to take the bait. "What do you mean exactly?"

Sakura brought one hand to her lips as if she'd said too much already, but in actuality, she was just getting started. "Oh, these are all just rumors mind you, so don't quote me on anything," the girl stammered. "He seems like a nice guy but, for some reason, everyone says he's a womanizer and he seduces any female in the building, whether she's married or not. When I first came here I was worried I might be his next target because getting into a 'relationship'," and she hooked the index and middle fingers on both her hands, "with him can be damaging to your professional image."

Neji's eyes widened, giving the impression that he was interested in everything Sakura had to say. "Really? How so?"

"Well," and the other woman stepped closer as if she were just about to divulge the juiciest piece of gossip. "Any woman that's been with him is automatically labeled as easy and willing to sleep her way to the top, and that's usually what ends up happening when they realize they keep getting over-looked for promotions. Fortunately for us," the young girl offered a considerably charming smile. "He only goes after women with large chests so you don't have to worry about him hitting on you."

"That's a relief," Neji sighed. "He's not really my type and I wouldn't know how to let him down gently."

Sakura balked. That wasn't the response she was aiming for. She expected the other woman to be disheartened now that her hopes had been dashed and she no longer stood a chance in having the Uchiha for herself, maybe even self-loathing at being cursed with size-A breasts, but she didn't expect her to be appeased. "Oh... umm," she stuttered. This didn't make any sense, it was a psychosocial impossibility! How could Sasuke Uchiha not be any woman's type?

Her green eyes suddenly grew as wide as saucers when something dawned on her. "I... didn't know... I thought you were-"

"I am," Neji stated flatly, not that it was any of Sakura's business where Miss Hamilton's sexual attractions lay. "Sasuke Uchiha just doesn't appeal to me."

The young woman's jaw became slack. "Seriously?"

Neji shrugged. "He thinks he's God's gift to women when, in actuality, he's just a fake, and any woman stupid enough to throw themselves at him deserves to be treated like a cheap whore."

Sakura took great offense to that remark, he could tell, and it wasn't that Neji had anything personal against her but he (and everyone else who worked within the building) knew of her desperate attempts to snag the attention of her managing director... the managing director he happened to be currently dating, mind you. He couldn't come right out and tell her to back off because Sasuke was no longer on the market, not that there was anything to worry about since he knew how Sasuke felt about her, but a little, green monster that existed in him wanted to let this young woman know that there was a strict 'hands-off' policy with regards to the eligible bachelor.

This should have been the part where she made a genial retreat now that she knew this woman had no interest in the man of her dreams, but she succumbed to her biggest weakness and became defensive at the insult towards her future husband. "Well, I've had the pleasure of working closely with him and he's been nothing less than a gentleman towards me."

"Is that because of... uhh...," Neji subtly hinted at her deflated bosom and the young girl fumed and crossed her arms over her breasts.

"Sasuke's a great guy, and his personality is just as attractive as his looks. Sure he might seem anti-social at times but only someone who's had the opportunity to get to know him, like I do, will find that he's the sweetest, most loving person you could ever know."

As delusional as he thought this love-struck girl was, Neji had to agree with her. Sasuke was the most frustrating asshole he'd ever come across but he was also the most patient and accommodating benefactor he'd ever have the pleasure of meeting. "Are we talking about the same Uchiha? Or did you confuse him with his brother?"

Sakura pouted and was prepared to give the other woman a stern tongue-lashing, but 'guess-who' should happen to come through the doors with a large bag filled with the most delectable scent. Sasuke paused in mid-step and glared at the two women who were openly staring at him in return and, if one of them didn't happen to be his boyfriend in drag he would have chased them out with a cattle prod.

Neji's mouth began to water the moment those heavenly aromas reached his nose and his stomach tossed with restless excitement, impatiently demanding to be stuffed with those delicious goodies. 'No, wait! Come back!' he screamed inside his head as Sasuke walked right past them and into the next room without a word to either of them and he seriously debated tackling him, ripping the bag from his hands and burying his face inside the food like some kind of stray animal. Sakura caught her ogling his retreating back like she was ready to pounce and Neji couldn't pass up the sterling opportunity to ruffle her fur a bit. "You know, now that you mention it, he is kinda cute in a 'devil-may-careish' kinda way," he said thoughtfully as he turned to face her. "I wonder what he's like in bed."

Sakura looked like she was about to choke on her own air. "Wh- what about all those things you said about cheap whores and stupid women throwing themselves at him?"

"Oh," he waved a hand dismissively. "After a while, dating only good guys gets boring and he looks like an adventurous lover, the type that will have you screaming in seven simultaneous different languages."

A vivid blush touched the shorter woman's cheeks and Neji fought the urge to shake her out of her little fantasy with his boyfriend. "Sasuke won't just hop in the sack with any woman," she sputtered, contradicting what she'd said just a while ago. "Besides, you're not exactly his type," and she subtly hinted towards the other woman's planar chest.

"It wouldn't hurt to ask. He might be willing to make an exception for me," and, with that, he turned to follow the subject of their little challenge with Sakura hot on his heels. Dark eyes watched with apprehension as a coy Hyuuga sauntered over to the table where he sat, an impish smirk curling at the corners of his lips. "Hello, Sasuke," he chirped before sliding into the chair next to him and the other man regarded him with a blank look and rose one eyebrow skeptically.

Sakura held her breath as she watched the scene play out and, so far, it was going in her favor. Sasuke seemed annoyed by Jeni's very presence so it wouldn't be long before he shot her down like a rabid female dog.

Neji tried to keep his primary objective in mind but found his lunch far too distracting and, for a moment, he completely disregarded the man next to him and opened the styrofoam box containing his meal. But Sasuke didn't take too kindly to being ignored while he stuffed his face with steamed vegetables and grilled shrimp, especially when he approached him with an ulterior motive and he, in his predictable fashion, snatched the eating utensil from Neji's hand before he could bring another forkful to his lips. The Hyuuga whimpered dejectedly, his lips forming the most adorable little pout Sasuke had ever seen. Sakura, on the other hand nearly erupted in jubilation at the doleful expression on the other woman's face, but her jaw dropped to her knees in the next second as she watched the apathetic Uchiha, her Sasuke Uchiha, start to feed the other woman.

There was something inherently sexual about the way he lightly pressed the speared carrot against Neji's slightly parted mouth. He shivered beneath the dark, lust-filled gaze of his lover as he came to an esoteric understanding and began to stammer a self-reproached apology.

"Wait, hold on a second," Sasuke interrupted and his amorous gaze became one of annoyance as he glared at the young woman still standing in the kitchen's doorway. "If you've finished gawking, Sakura you can go back to work."

She flinched visibly as if a bucket of ice-cold water had been dumped all over her, as if to wash away her hopes and dreams of any future she might have with her crush. But Sakura was not the type to give up so easily, however, she knew she wouldn't have any advantage with that succubus around and, with her disappointment evident as she made her retreat, she silently vowed to find out how this witch managed to capture the indomitable force that as Sasuke Uchiha within her palm and then use it against her.

"Now, what were you about to say?" he asked once that frustrating wench had gone.

Neji turned his face away from the orange vegetable, suddenly finding it too symbolic in nature. "I was saying I'm sorry I bit you that night."

Sasuke blinked and put the carrot back with the rest and the other man couldn't explain the comforting tide of relief that washed over him. "You don't have to keep apologizing for that," he sighed with constrained agitation then leaned into the back of his chair and folded his arms across his chest. Honestly, he thought the Hyuuga had gotten over this by now. Sure the event that he will forever refer to as 'the incident', occurred mere days ago but he thought enough time had transpired now that they could look back together and laugh at it. He guessed he was wrong. It was clear Neji still harboured remorse from the way he avoided eye contact and bit deep into his lower lip as if to punish himself, and Sasuke was afraid that his attrition might eventually become a wedge large enough to separate them and he was not about to go jumping through those hoops again.

While Neji's emotions kept him pre-occupied on a roller-coaster guilt-trip, Sasuke took advantage of the distraction to get out of his seat and climb onto Neji's lap. The older man gasped as his younger lover settled onto him, pinning him in place with two strong legs framing either side of his waist and sinewy arms wrapped loosely about his shoulders. Neji shifted beneath the weight of the other man and the peculiar situation he now found himself in. It wasn't everyday that one would find a man straddling the hips of a woman. What if Sakura came back and found them like this?

"Erm, Sa- suke," Neji stammered breathlessly, disconcerted by their close proximity and pressed his palms against the sturdy trunks of his thighs as if to push him off. But Sasuke loved the feel of those hands anywhere on his body and inched even closer, effectively shifting them higher and drawing them nearer to his crotch. A low groan made its way to the back of his throat and he dipped his head to nuzzle his nose, lips and chin into the soft, warm flesh of Hyuuga's neck. Neji gasped as he began leaving light kisses along the sloped column of his neck, ascending to the sensitive place where it met the base of his jawline. Once there his tender ministrations became feral and he suckled hungrily on his skin, drawing it into his mouth with the force of his suction and scraping its pale surface with sharp, white teeth. Neji's breath hitched and he tensed, trapped within the limbo of pleasurable pain caused by soft lips and hard teeth.

His fingertips clenched into the sturdy cushions of Sasuke's legs for purchase as the pressure applied to his jaw grew more intense and was now more uncomfortable than anything else. His body jerked in resistance as searing pain radiated from that place at his neck and, no matter how much he tried to tell himself he could trust Sasuke, it hurt far too much.

Neji attempted to pull himself away but the Uchiha wasn't quite done with him yet and secured his head into place by firmly gripping the back of his head with one hand and gripping his shoulder with the other. Sasuke tilted his head askew for ease of access and his tongue sampled a faint coppery taste as blood rose to just beneath the surface of his skin. Neji grew slightly panicked, his eyes grew wide and nervous and his mouth dropped open on a silent 'Oh'. His body reacted in desperation under the duress and he writhed restlessly, eager to procure his freedom. A choked whine escaped his trembling lips when sharp teeth bit down even harder and he couldn't take another second of this torment.

"Sasuke, please stop."

As soon as he made his request Sasuke immediately pulled away and was met with a sad, persecuted pout. "There, now we're even," he said in a calming tone and tended to his affliction with gentle strokes of his thumb. Neji suddenly understood and he hung his head, nodding sheepishly. "Good, and if you ever apologize to me about that from now on," he continued, "I'll bite you again."

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I'm not too keen on this chapter. I wanted to have a little more fun roleplaying Neji as Jeni and have a confrontation with Sakura over Sasuke. I think I could have done more with it but I've kept this chapter in limbo long enough so, here it is. Some good stuff should be coming up next because I'm not quite done with Neji in drag.