Of Curry, Fevers, and Kits

Sai had left him as well. He had thought that he could trust the pale anbu to still be there when he woke up from his nap, but he was gone, just like Gaara had suddenly been gone. Naruto could almost cry and rage in betrayal. At least he would if he wasn’t crying from desperate need instead. He felt like his body was burning up, and the desperate ache to be filled was constant now. More than the need to stroke himself off to alleviate at least some of the tension was the need to be filled. And his own fingers weren’t enough!

Wild eyes searched around, hoping desperately that Sai or Gaara or even both would return. He felt a desperate thrum when he thought of them both. Yes, both of them filling him up at once! That would definitely take away the aching empty feeling for sure! He whimpered and tried to push his own fingers deeper into himself, nearly crying out in dismay that it just wasn’t enough.

He had to… he had to cool off… The dizzying heat wasn’t letting him think straight. A cold shower… that’s what Gaara had done when he first arrived last night. That had felt so nice and it cleared his thoughts so well, not to mention it should dampen the raging arousal currently holding reign over his body.

He slipped out of his bed, nearly tripping on the discarded bed sheets in the process then stumbled his way out of his bedroom. He was hit with a wave of dizziness and he barely managed to detour to the couch before he just fell to the floor in a heap. It was getting worse. Earlier he had at least been able to walk around to get drinks of water. He was panting quickly, feeling short on breath, but he hadn’t even done anything remotely rigorous to cause it. His vision was swimming a little and his body felt hot all over. Was this what a fever felt like?

He whimpered, looking around for anything nearby that might help with the heat of his body, as if he expected a tub of ice to magically materialize. No such luck of course. What he did spot was the large rubber dog chew toy he had gotten from Sasuke as a gag gift on his birthday just a few weeks ago. It had confused him at first, but the smug look on the bastard’s face when he turned his confused gaze to him he knew that it was meant to be a put down. Like Naruto was a dog, beneath him. That bastard hadn’t changed at all in the last few years! It really pissed him off! And it had really pissed off Kiba, too. Not that Sasuke cared who felt insulted by his lame attempts at jokes. The only reason he still kept it around was to inspire him to try harder. He was just as strong as that idiot, but he wouldn’t be happy until he left him in the dust!

…

Okay, so how was a rubber chew toy supposed to help him cool his body off? Well it couldn’t, of course! Gods, he was getting so easily distracted. But even as he thought that he eyes roamed back to the toy over and over again. Gods, he was being stupid! He didn’t have time to be weird! He should try another attempt to get to the bathroom. It was closer now.

…

He gaze wondered back to the toy, licking his dry lips.

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An order had been given to him, and others he assumed, that he should keep his distance from Naruto for minimum a week. He was severely ill and under quarantine. So the idiot really was sick. He had thought the Hyuuga girl was over worrying like she tended to do about… everything when it came to Naruto. It made him wonder what he was ill with, the notice hadn’t said, and if it was contagious he wondered where he had gotten it from. There were no other reports of anyone else in Konoha being put under quarantine. Maybe it had been a traveler that Naruto had the misfortune of crossing? But that still didn’t explain how Naruto could be the only one that was sick now.

He wasn’t worried, Sasuke told himself that firmly, looking the perfect picture of aloofness and disinterest as he casually strolled the path down to reach Naruto’s apartment. He wasn’t going because he was worried, but because he wanted to see what it was that had to get the hokage involved in the first place, nevermind that she saw the situation dire enough to have to send a village wide notice to keep away from a single person. Something was up. Using the simplest genjutsu from his sharingan he strolled right by the guards surrounding the area without even a bat of a lash.

All of the dobe’s windows were open. He wouldn’t be surprised if the door was unlocked. Just what was keeping anyone from simply strolling in? Well nothing really, as he himself just walked right in without any effort.

The effort came right after he was in. The moment he closed the door he was hit with an instant wave of lust, his length quickly filling to full arousal and tenting against the baggy pants that he wore. He had to lean back against the door frame from the suddenness of the reaction, panting softly, eyes widened in shock. Why..?

That’s when he noticed the strange sound coming from the couch, harsh, fast breaths. Naruto? Was he really in so much pain? The idiot wouldn’t be whimpering with this much pain even in battle, but was crying like a baby because he was sick? It figured. And no, he wasn’t worried in the least.

He adjusted his pants so that his still straining arousal wasn’t easily apparent, his schooled expression giving nothing away. “Get a hold of yourself, Dobe. It can’t really be that bad ri- ah…” Sasuke’s mouth went dry, his arousal giving a sharp throb, as he turned down the entrance hall and was greeted by the most incredible and unexpected sight he had never expected to see.

Naruto was draped across the length of the couch, his legs spread wide, one hanging off the head of the couch, the other splayed off the end on the other side. That alone was an indecent enough sight, but Naruto was completely naked, glistening was sweat, his soaked bangs clinging to his forehead, face flushed. And worse than that, he was masturbating. His hand was furiously working over his dripping length.

Sasuke swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. Glazed blue eyes were locked with obsidian, looking directly at them. Naruto was looking right at him, watching him stare at him while he was masturbating. Naruto knew he was there, that he was watching and he wasn’t stopping, instead he groaned and sped up the speed of his stroking, and it wasn’t until then that Sasuke noticed that Naruto’s other hand, lower than the first, was furiously working as well.

He could almost cum right then and there when he realized that Naruto was masturbating and fucking himself with a toy. Looking right at him. Then he licked his lips, eye lids lowering to a come hither look.

“Didn’t anyone ever teach you that it’s rude to stare, teme?”

He was taken aback by that comment, speechless for a moment, then gathered his wits around him. This was a game to see who would cave first and give into embarrassment. He wouldn’t lose.

“Hn, is this one of the symptoms of your illness then?” he sneered back.

To his surprise Naruto just smirked, working the toy more slowly, groaning softly as he gently rolled it in a circle within himself, squeezing his length hard, and Sasuke suddenly felt his throat go dry again. “Nnh… it could be. Or maybe I’m just happy to see you.”

Sasuke snorted. “Obviously you’re happy to see me, dobe. You’re not even bothering to hide your ‘happiness’.”

Again Naruto didn’t respond as he usually would. He just laughed and arched into his own ministrations. “Okay, that’s enough cute banter. Get over here and fuck me, teme.”

Completely thrown for a loop, “W-what..?”

Naruto only laughed louder, “You’re cute when you stutter, Sasuke. But really, get over here now.”

… This had to be the most bizarre dream he had ever had. “And what if I don’t want to?”

“Oh, you want to. I can smell it on you.” Naruto smirked.

“Oh, and you can smell it?” Sasuke gave him a cold look.

Naruto almost rolled his eyes. “Now you’re just stalling. What’s the matter, Sasuke? Scared?”

That got the desired affect, the Uchiha bristling at the challenge. He knew Sasuke couldn’t turn down a challenge like that, not from him. And he wasn’t lying, he could smell Sasuke’s lust mixed in with the strong scent he had. It was a very unique scent. The scent in the air before a thunderstorm. It was like Sasuke himself, sharp, strong, proud, and electric.

“Don’t worry, teme… I don’t bite hard,” he teased further then pushed the envelope a little more, slowly pulling the long chew toy out of his body, shuddering and whimpering softly as he muscles clenched around nothing, feeling desperately empty already. He licked his lips and teased his fingers over the pink pucker spreading it a little with is fingers, present it to the raven “C’mon, teme… show me what you’ve got.”

Sasuke’s almost reeled back in shock when he realized what Naruto had been using to pleasure himself. That stupid dog toy that he had gotten him for his birthday out of spite after he and Sakura had nagged him into actually getting the dobe something. Naruto had pitched such a fit when he saw it. He was surprised he had even kept it! That Naruto was using it, something Sasuke had given him, to pleasure himself made his blood boil with lust. It was almost like a claim, wasn’t it?

His expression barely changed at all, but inside he was close to his breaking point. How was he supposed to ignore a siren’s call like that, especially after being teased about being afraid? He wasn’t afraid! He wouldn’t admit it even to himself, but he had been fantasizing about that boy since they were genin starting off on their mission, and that body was only all the more tempting as they had grown out of the last of their baby fat.

That body was being offered up to him like a sacrificial lamb. When would he get a chance like this again? Apparently his body agreed with the notion before he even registered the thought because he was over Naruto now. Taking hold of his hands and pinning them over his head in one of his own, holding him by his wrists. He stared hard into those eyes, saying without words that if this was a joke he would make the blond regret that. That done, he claimed those smirking lips in a hard, bruising kiss.

Naruto moaned into the dominating kiss, submitting easily despite the playful teasing he had given the Uchiha before. He mewled, trilled, parted his lips against that questing tongue, sucking on the slick muscle, warring it against his own. He tested the strength before the hold on his wrists then arched his body up desperately against the other boy’s, rubbing his naked form against Sasuke’s clothed one.

Ooh gods, he just felt his arousal against his thigh. He smirked lightly against his lips, lifting his thigh lightly to rub it back and forth against the other teen’s trapped arousal, purring when he felt the responding growl from him.

Sasuke pushed the naughty little fox’s thigh back down, breaking the kiss to give him another hard look, though it did nothing to hide the lust in those dark orbs, and Naruto just laughed. Unlike the previous two shinobis he could barely detect the sweet scent that Naruto was releasing, much less notice how it only grew stronger now, or how it was affecting him. All he knew was this moment was better than anything else he had ever imagined.

His skin was surprisingly soft, lightly damp from sweat, and he could clearly feel the hard muscles under his skin. Naruto had grown to have a fine shinobi’s body, lithe, limber, but strong. And this body was bared and offered for him to appreciate.

He started to explore that delectable body with his free hand, teasing any pleasurable spots he found with battle calloused fingers, his mouth slowly following in it’s wake, licking and kissing a hot trail down Naruto’s jaw and throat down to his chest where he detoured to take a dusky nipple into his mouth, suckling on the hardened bud, nipping it non-too-gently, then licking over it soothingly afterwards, drawing pleasurable mewls and whines from the blond under him.

Naruto had become surprisingly compliant all of a sudden, submitting to him, arching and mewling with arousal and need, whimpering to be given more, making the cutest little keening sound each time he nipped at one nipple, then the other, the sound turning into purrs when he smoothed is tongue over the abused flesh afterwards. Really he could spend all day just watching the reactions he could bring out of the blond.

Naruto was having none of it, though. Foreplay was nice but he needed to be filled now! “Godammit, Sasuke! Stop pussyfooting around and fuck me!” His eyes flashed with anger as Sasuke was the one who laughed this time. “Dammit!”

“Very eager, ne dobe? But really I could spend all day like this.” He really couldn’t, his arousal was starting to stain the front of his pants with his aching need, but that was despite the point.

Naruto whined, the anger dropping from is eyes, purely begging now. “Sasuke… please! I… I’ll go crazy without it. F-fuck me… fill me!” He wrapped his legs around the raven’s hips, drawing his own hips up so that he could rub his cleft against Sasuke’s clothed crotch. “I need you… I… I want you! So much!”

Sasuke felt something in his chest tighten. Naruto needed him. He had suspected, hoped, that he would feel that way. He had worked so hard just to get him to return, didn’t he? But he just couldn’t be sure before. To hear him say it… He felt a surge of possessiveness come over him, claiming those pouting lips in another bruising kiss, letting go of his hands to start removing his own clothes. He groaned softly once his arousal was finally freed and it seemed like Naruto’s body rose up to swallow his own. That tight, little, pink pucker almost instantly nudged against the tip of his purpling arousal and it gave way so easily, literally sucking him in and swallowing him whole before he had been ready for it.

“Nnngh! Ungh..! Naruto!” Despite how easily he had been taken in, those muscles were tight around his throbbing length, and hot… so very hot! The muscles were flexing and undulating around him, almost feeling like a snake’s muscles massaging around it’s kill to pull it further through it’s digestive system. Naruto’s body was eating him, trying to suck him in deep.

And Naruto was crying out in exquisite pleasure from the moment his cockhead had made it past the tight ring of muscles. He was arching and writhing wildly, begging for more, so much more. Sasuke was helpless but to comply, taking hold of Naruto’s hips and driving his hips in and out of him, fast, hard, rolling his hips to expertly find that sweet spot within him, smirking when Naruto’s cries only grew louder.

“What do you think of what I’ve got now, dobe?”

“S-sasuke-teme! Sasuke! Yes! Gods! Good! Fuck, give me more! Drive into me harder! Fill me, dammit!” The blond further urged him.

Sasuke chuckled breathlessly at how desperate Naruto was, giving into this demands as he pistoned his hips in and out of him faster and harder still, pummeling his prostate with each rapid thrust.

It was all he could do to keep holding on, though. Naruto’s body was so tight and hot and the muscles were swallowing around his length, massaging the length, trying to draw him even deeper still and he was balls deep already. He couldn’t hold out against such stimulation.

He reached between them, wrapping his hand around the blonde’s dripping sex, pumping him in time to his thrusts, making Naruto go wild. Naruto seemed to be going insane with pleasure but he wasn’t reaching his peak yet. Just what kind of stamina did the blond fox have anyways?!

“God dammit, cum Naruto!”

Naruto keened loudly, shaking his head wildly, “I… I can’t! N-not yet! I… more! Please! Give me everything, Sasuke! I… I need… I need it!”

Sasuke groaned deeply, ducking his head to bite the juncture of Naruto’s throat and shoulder hard, making the blond cry out in the shocking pain that mixed and heightened his pleasure, bucking hard, those muscles tightening impossibly around him. That was all Sasuke could take. With a final thrust he lost it all, filling the blond with shot after shot of his release.

Naruto’s scream was muffled as he returned Sasuke the favor the bit down on his throat, cumming himself the second he felt Sasuke’s seed touch his inner walls, cumming and cumming until the last drop was milked out of the Uchiha, slumping bonelessly against the couch, panting for breath. “S-sasuke…”

“Mine,” was the gruff, breathless answer from the raven, possessive arms sliding and securing around his hips, making his heart skip a beat, a thrill to go down his spine and warmth to fill his chest, and Sasuke’s sure weight on top of him was comforting. He nuzzled into him with a soft purr, already ready for the next round. Getting Sasuke to join him was easy enough. Each time it was a challenge to see who could last longer before being completely spent.

And each time they tried to outdo one another, moving to the couch to fuck on the floor, pinned to the wall, bent over the table, then on top of the table, every available surface in the living room was properly christened by the battling teens. And when Sasuke couldn’t take anymore it was easy enough to capture all of Naruto’s senses with the sharingan, bringing Naruto slowly to the edge of sanity with pleasure thousands of times until his own body had recovered, and by that time he didn’t have to worry about lasting long. The blond had pinned him time, riding him hard, desperately, even a little painfully until they had both reached their ends again, the blond passing out from exhaustion afterwards.

Sasuke cleaned Naruto up in an almost tender manner, then carried him back to the bed to let him rest. He knew that he had to be completely spent after what he had put him through. He wouldn’t be surprised if the blond was pissed at him afterwards, but he couldn’t help but smirk. For now he had to go. It was only a matter of time before someone realized he was here. He still didn’t know what this whole quarantine bull shit was about, but he was feeling so good right now that he couldn’t bring himself to care.

“Pleasant dreams, dobe. Think of me,”

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To be continued!

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