Going Down

AN: Hope you enjoy!! I know a lot of you wanted this story to last a while, but as I stated in the first chapter, it was only going to be a short story. Next chapter should be the last chapter.

As for next Tuesday’s update of Blackmail and Betrayal, this week is going to be very busy for me. I will try to have it up on schedule, but I can’t promise this time. If not, I will have it up as soon as possible!!

Thanks for the reviews, they’ve been wonderful!

Chapter 4


Naruto marched into the cave, determined to find out if Sasuke actually found him attractive or if he had just been the victim of early morning hormones.

Rounding the corner, he saw that Sasuke had rolled his shirt sleeves up and had started a fire, slowly feeding a few twigs to it to get it steady. Naruto took in the paleness of his skin, the orange glow of the fire helping to give it a soft amber glow.

The icy bastard probably had no clue how striking he was. Or maybe he did and that was the problem.

Naruto sighed and pulled off his pilot’s jacket and cap, laying them to the side and sitting down not far away from his boss. Sasuke glanced up at him, but turned his attention back to the fire, continuing to throw small bits of bark and debris into it.

Naruto cleared his throat, trying to think of a way to broach the subject in a manner that wouldn’t embarrass either of them. Mostly himself.

“So, uhh… Sasuke,” he fumbled through his words. A black head of hair turned in his direction as an equally dark eyebrow lifted. “I wanted to talk to you about… you know, you getting… wood earlier.”

Glancing everywhere but at Sasuke at this point, Naruto missed the confused look that his boss shot towards the small pile of sticks.

“What about it?” Sasuke asked, slight irritation coloring his tone.

Naruto cleared his throat again, knowing he was treading into touchy territory. “Well, you know… that is… have you ever...”

Sasuke scowled at him. “Have I ever got wood before? Don’t be an idiot. I spent a year in the boy scouts when I was a kid.”

A vivid vision of a pre-adolescent Sasuke Uchiha groping other pre-adolescent boy scouts out in the woods suddenly bloomed across Naruto’s mind.

Why in the hell had he joined the Boys and Girls Club instead?!

He shook the image from his mind and tried to concentrate on the subject at hand.

“Look, what I’m trying to say is that I’m sorry for just reaching out and grabbing it like that,” Naruto said in a rush, relieved to finally get it out in the open.

Sasuke’s eyebrow twitched. “Why should you be sorry?”

“Umm, because I didn’t ask you first?” Naruto ventured hesitantly. Of all the reactions, nonchalance was not one he would have predicted.

Sasuke shrugged and looked back at the fire. “You were just giving me a hand with it. Why should I mind that?”

“You… you didn’t mind?” Naruto asked in confusion. If he hadn’t minded then why did he run off like that afterwards?

“It’s called initiative, moron,” his boss growled, not understanding why they were having this conversation over a stupid pile of twigs. “Initiative is a good thing.”

“Oh.” There was a pause as Naruto wrapped his mind around the previous statement. “So you wouldn’t mind if I did it again?”

“Look, idiot, if I have a problem and you want to help with it, why should I mind?” Sasuke asked in exasperation.

“Do you have a problem right now?” Naruto asked hesitantly, an underlying fear of rejection making him cautious no matter what Sasuke had said.

Sasuke gave a small, slightly sarcastic laugh. “No, no problems right now.”

Naruto bit his lip uncertainly and watched as Sasuke chucked the last of the small shredded twig into the fire. “Do you want me to help you with that, too?”

His boss gave another one of those sharp laughs. “You certainly cause me enough problems, whether you try or not.”

“I do?”

Sasuke cast a strange look at Naruto, wondering why the pilot sounded so pleased. “Yes, you do.”

There was a long, quiet moment before the blond scooted closer. Sasuke froze as he felt a warm breath ghost across his ear as Naruto leaned in to nuzzle his neck.

“What the hell are you doing?” he asked in a strangled tone, his dark eyes wide in shock.

“Displaying initiative,” Naruto responded in a low, husky voice.

Sasuke gasped as a warm, wet tongue slid against the sensitive skin of his neck. He told himself to move, he told himself to push Naruto away, but the only thing he did was tilt his head slightly as heat rushed through his body, leaving him breathless.

“I was… I was talking about gathering wood, not molesting me,” Sasuke murmured a little dazedly.

Naruto’s eyes widened slightly as the words sank into his admittedly thick skull. ‘Well, there goes my job,’ he thought faintly.

Sasuke missed the warmth of the other as soon as Naruto pulled away. The pilot looked embarrassed and uncertain and refused to look anywhere but at the fire. “I’m… sorry. I misunderstood,” Naruto muttered, disappointment easily discernable in his tone.

Sasuke took a deep breath, trying to bring his hormones back under control. It was apparent that Naruto wanted him, at least to a certain extent, and if he was honest with himself, Sasuke had wanted something from the blond for a long time. Now was a golden opportunity and, like the shrewd man of business that he was, he decided to pounce upon it.

“Look, we both are sexually active, grown men,” Sasuke said as an opener to his negotiation. “And in a situation like this, it is only natural that there might be some sexual tension.” He waved his hand in a sweeping motion meant to encompass the entirety of their experience. “I mean we just went through a plane crash that could have easily killed either one of us and it’s only natural to want to reaffirm your existence.”

Naruto turned his head towards Sasuke, unable to believe the amount of bullshit that was spewing from between his boss’ lips.

“So, you know, I understand and if you feel the need to… you know… well, there certainly isn’t anyone around and no one has to know,” Sasuke continued although starting to fumble a little for words as he arrived at the gist of his point. “I certainly wouldn’t be opposed to a one-time thing.”

“A one-time thing?” Naruto asked quietly.

“Of course,” Sasuke said, a little more confident now that Naruto seemed to be entertaining the idea. “Just for curiosity’s sake.”

“I thought we were doing this to reaffirm our existence,” Naruto pointed out dryly.

“Whichever works,” Sasuke said off-handedly.

Naruto gave him a long look that seemed to traverse from the tips of his duck-butt hair to the bottoms of his shoes.

“If you’re actually wanting to have sex with me,” Naruto suddenly spoke in a low husky voice that caused a harmonious resonance within both Sasuke’s chest and groin, “then you’re going to have to be a man about it first.”

Sasuke’s eyes widened in disbelief at the implied insult even as the direct look from those smoldering blue eyes caused an erection of almost painful proportions in his boxers. His dark gaze then narrowed as his anger buried all of the hesitation, confusion and uncertainty that had been plaguing his decision.

Reaching over, Sasuke grabbed a fistful of blond hair and yanked Naruto’s lips to his own. There was a short moment where it was just the press of soft skin against skin and then Naruto began returning the kiss. His mouth moved hungrily over Sasuke’s, nibbling, devouring, leaving a moist warmth in its wake before his tongue plunged into sensual silken heat.

Sasuke could hear the small growl he made in the back of his throat as he pushed against Naruto, trying to get closer to him, trying to consume and be consumed. Without drawing his lips away, he straddled Naruto, thrusting his hips unconsciously against the heat beneath him.

Naruto moaned as Sasuke’s taut buttocks rubbed tantalizingly over his hard cock. He buried his hands into the blue-black hair on either side of the pale face and redoubled his efforts to suck Sasuke’s soul out of his body via his mouth. Fingers dug almost painfully into his shoulders as his boss groaned and gasped in pleasure, continuously writhing on his lap.

Sasuke felt those hands pulling his head back, baring his throat to be ravished as he fumbled with the buttons on Naruto’s shirt. He could barely think, could hardly string two sounds together that weren’t vocalizations of desire. His ass kept rocking and grinding against the hardness beneath him and it was exciting him just as much as rubbing his own erect cock against Naruto’s firm, unyielding stomach did. He figured it was pretty obvious which position he was going to be assuming but he was going to make sure Naruto worked for it.

An Uchiha’s ass didn’t come cheap.

Heat started to coil in his stomach, his muscles tightening familiarly. His eyes snapped open. He was not going to let that jerk gloat that he had made Sasuke Uchiha come in his pants.

He practically ripped himself from Naruto, losing a few chunks of hair in the process. Lust glazed eyes looked at him uncomprehendingly as he took a few steps away to just breathe.

“Sasuke?” Naruto questioned, passion thick in his voice.

Unable to respond, unable to draw enough air to form patterns of speech that weren’t moans, Sasuke wordlessly started unbuttoning and stripping off his shirt. Apparently, the action satisfied whatever concerns that were slowly filtering into Naruto’s brain because he started to follow suit.

After allowing the rain scented air to cool him down a moment, Sasuke grabbed one of the folded up blankets and chucked it at Naruto’s head. “Lay that out,” he ordered curtly.

Naruto removed the offending material from his face to be graced with the sight of Sasuke bending over the supply bag, looking for something.

“I can’t wait to own that,” he mumbled, staring at the way Sasuke’s slacks fit snuggly across his bottom.

“Hm?” Sasuke asked, looking up from the first aid kit.

“Where do you want this down at?” Naruto asked, holding up the thin, blue blanket.

“Anywhere,” Sasuke said shortly, returning his attention to the medical kit. He stared at a tube in his hand intently for a moment before shrugging and walking back to Naruto with it, who had just finished spreading out the blanket.

He tossed the object to Naruto who caught it reflexively before bending down to pull off his loafers. He peeled off his socks next and then slowly undid his pants before allowing them to fall to his ankles. He was a little self-conscious of the tent in his boxers, but if the way Naruto was staring was anything to go by then he should be parading it around.

After another long awkward moment of Naruto practically drooling, Sasuke cleared his throat meaningfully. Naruto jerked his eyes up to Sasuke’s before giving a slightly embarrassed laugh.

“Sorry, it was a nice view.” He then dropped his gaze to the tube and smirked. “Antibiotic ointment?”

Sasuke shrugged. “It was better than the burn cream.”

Naruto gave him a particularly lascivious look. “You might need it by the time I’m done with you.”

“Who says I’m going to let you be in control?” Sasuke countered.

“The way you were grinding your ass on my cock did,” Naruto returned with a smug grin.

Sasuke walked over to him and calmly placed a hand on the blond’s broad shoulder. He applied light pressure, getting Naruto to ease down to his knees before him. Naruto lifted his hands and carefully removed Sasuke’s dark boxers, baring that wonderfully pale, rosy-headed erection to his devouring gaze.

“Oh god, Sasuke,” he whispered hoarsely, his body taken that much closer to the edge at the sight. He reached out his tanned hand and gently palmed the velvety skin, stroking up slowly, getting a feel for the steely length.

Sasuke’s knees almost buckled at the sensual caress, his mind and body reeling at the contact. His forearms came down to brace him upon Naruto’s shoulders as he meshed their mouths together once more. He couldn’t get enough of Naruto’s taste. It was a flavor he couldn’t place, but one that was quickly pulling him in and turning him into an addict.

Naruto reluctantly let go, the feel of the hard flesh almost mesmerizing, so he could start to unbuckle his belt and remove his pants. Sasuke’s mouth continued to move over his own, teasing and tormenting him. He couldn’t help but wonder what Sasuke tasted like below and how it would feel to have those pale lips wrapped around his own hard cock.

He was never going to last at this rate.

He pulled away long enough to toss his pants in some direction other than the fire; where exactly, he didn’t care. He was then dragging Sasuke to him, though there wasn’t any resistance whatsoever.

Sasuke was straddling him once again, pushing the blond back as he settled himself across Naruto’s hips. Once the pilot was fully reclined, Sasuke glanced down and almost froze as raw desire ripped through him.

Blond and black hair, pale and tan skin. Both so hard and dripping with need.

Fuck, he wanted that. He wanted that so badly. He needed it. He needed it buried within him.

Naruto watched Sasuke’s face as any trace of the stoic bastard exec was erased and a creature of such passion and craving emerged that it took his breath away. He fumbled with the tube of ointment, squeezing it out onto his fingers and shakily smearing it onto himself.

Sasuke grabbed the base of the hard shaft, blond hairs sliding under his hand as he started to lift himself. Naruto’s eyes widened and he hastily squeezed out some more of the thick substance, worried that Sasuke might try to mount him without at least a minimal amount of prep. He hastily shoved his hand between their bodies and slathered some goop on the puckered skin he found there before quickly slipping a finger inside, trying to spread it around as much as possible.

Sasuke grabbed Naruto’s wrist and pulled his hand out of the way as he lined the throbbing hardness up with his slickened hole. Naruto watched, riveted on the sight of his head nudging against that tight skin. While he wanted nothing more than to sink into the man above him, he didn’t want to hurt him. He didn’t want to ruin this moment, didn’t want to leave Sasuke with the memory of pain for what Naruto suspected was his first time with another male.

He saw Sasuke take in a deep breath, saw muscles consciously loosening and relaxing and for one insane moment Naruto was reminded of a sword swallower.

Then his mind was obliterated by sensation.

Sasuke winced slightly as he began lowering himself on the solid manhood, his flesh reluctantly parting and stretching to accommodate the wide girth. A part of him could only hope he maintained his level of excitement so that they finished before the ointment was absorbed into his skin. The ride would be a lot rougher if that happened.

A distracting pleasure made itself known along his nerves and he focused his eyes onto Naruto’s hand wrapped around him, erratically but gently stroking. He glanced up to see pleasure etched on every line and curve of the pilot’s face, his breath a shaky, choppy process that jerked and lowered the lightly haired chest.

Looking up at him, Sasuke couldn’t help but want both to torment and pleasure the man more. Drawing another breath, Sasuke forced himself the rest of the way down, Naruto’s cock forging a line of fire inside of him.

Naruto threw his head back with a loud moan, back arching off the blanket and hands clenching as heat engulfed him and burned him alive.

Although Sasuke wanted to smirk at the reaction, he was too busy wincing at the death grip on his cock. He shifted his weight to one arm and gently encircled Naruto’s wrist once more.

Naruto glanced down and immediately let go when he realized what he had such a firm grip upon. “Sorry.”

Sasuke let out a little huff of a laugh. “It was worth it,” he replied around the steady breaths he was forcing himself to take. “It gets better than this, right?” he couldn’t help but ask.

Naruto grinned up at him and he felt himself relaxing again, unknowingly having tensed up once more. “Try moving around a little. Use different angles ‘til you find one you like.”

Sasuke braced himself with his hands on Naruto’s chest and carefully slid back up what felt like an iron pole in his ass. He felt Naruto take a firm but gentle grip on his cock once more and began to stroke, bringing that pleasurable sensation back. After a few experimental shifts, Sasuke let out a surprised gasp, his fingers digging into Naruto’s skin.

Naruto’s own breath caught as Sasuke’s inner muscles clenched around his cock. “I think you found it,” he said rather breathlessly.

Sasuke hesitantly lifted himself up and fell back down, forcing the thick erection inside of him to brush along that same sensitive area.

Naruto laughed at the look of utter disbelief that washed over Sasuke’s face right after the pleasure. The sound quickly turned to a groan as the paler man began to move eagerly, enthusiastically bouncing on Naruto’s cock.

‘I’ve created a monster,’ Naruto thought faintly.

Naruto found that he didn’t have to hang onto Sasuke’s hips to help his rhythm as he’d had to do to other lovers. Sasuke didn’t falter once as he moved harder, almost slamming himself downward, driving Naruto further and deeper into him.

Naruto briefly wondered if he should worry about protecting his balls.

And just like in any other situation, Naruto was the noisier of the two as he moaned and groaned at the sensations the other man created within him. Fuck, he was never going to let Sasuke take belly dancing lessons. He wouldn’t fucking survive!

Just the thought of the man moving his hips like Shakira while impaled by Naruto’s cock was enough to make the blond tense up, ready to unload.

No skirt though. But the bells would be fucking hot.

“Fuck, yes!” Naruto suddenly yelled, his cock spraying deep into Sasuke. “Shake that ass!”

Sasuke dimly heard Naruto yelling something about his ass, but he really couldn’t concentrate because he was too wrapped up in the feel of the pulsing cock deep inside of him. Naruto’s hand hadn’t stopped stroking him and all of the sensations were enough to overwhelm him. He tossed his head back, mouth open on a wordless cry as every muscle in his body seemed to lock in place, his cum ejaculating forcibly from him.

His body shuddered and shook as pleasure tore through him, leaving no place untouched, unchanged. His breath finally sighed out of him and his muscles went limp. His head dropped forward and he saw Naruto looking at him, lines of cum splattered across his face and chest.

He was at first concerned that Naruto might be upset with him, but he took in the large grin that the other man was sporting and couldn’t help but give a lazy smile in return.

“So, when can we do this again?” Sasuke asked muzzily, his eyelids drooping to half mast.

Naruto gave a soft laugh that might have been more exuberant if he hadn’t been so damn tired. “When your muscles don’t feel like spaghetti.”

“Hnn, spaghetti. I like spaghetti,” he murmured as he slid off of Naruto and stretched out beside him.

“It’s okay but not as good as ramen,” Naruto allowed as he grabbed his shirt and started cleaning himself off. Tossing the soiled garment aside, he scooted a little closer to Sasuke and wrapped his arms around the other man.

Sasuke allowed himself to be cuddled as he drowsed for the next thirty minutes. By that time he was decidedly not feeling limp any longer.

TBC