Pulse

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, or anything related. If two men together
upsets you, do not read on.

Author’s Notes: This chapter nearly did not happen. I was going to type it,
when my laptop up and died. So, I am being forced to write this on an
ancient computer from 1996. *shakes fist at laptop* Thanks to all have
reviewed, without your support, I would probably have gone off to sleep in
disgust after my computer died. Oh, and at the end of the chapter is a little
taste of Neiji’s story.

To blisblop: Thank you for your reviews, and for informing me that
Queen originally sang "get down, make love". And yes, Queen does rock
(Alas poor freddie, we loved you well). About that whole Uchihacest thing,
I mean, I love Uchihacest, but I don't know if I would do it justice.
Don't worry about your English either, I'm not a native speaker,
and I think that comes through sometimes.


Changes in point of view will be represented by this: -------

Time lapses and scene changes will be represented by this: ____

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Blue and I have just gotten into the hotel room, and I can tell he is confused.
Ever since we arrived, I have not let him touch me.

“Relax, good things come to those who wait.” I say with a smile evident in
my voice. Blue sighs, and runs a hand through his hair, murmuring with
impatience. “I know, but you have been teasing me all night.”

Behind my mask, I grin. It is true, every chance I have gotten, I have used to
make him want me more and more. Turnabout is fair play, we both know it.

“Wait here.” I command, walking off into the bathroom.

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Moments later, he is back with a chair from the vanity. He has me sit in it,
then stands a small distance away from me. I groan inwardly, he’s just out of
reach. Payback is hell, even if it does turn me on like nothing else.

There is a small stereo next to him, he hits the play button, and a dark
seductive melody fills the room. Without missing a step he begins moving
slowly, I for one am captivated. For a few moments he is content to merely
dance, but then he decides to torment me even further. One hand slides down
his chest to the zipper closure of his black vinyl shirt. I hear the husky purr of
metal as he bares his chest to my eyes. I want to jump across the room and
tackle him, but I restrain myself. I know he has been planning this, that is
why he told me we would go to his hotel room tonight, and not mine.

Closer and closer, he strays, until he is sitting on my lap. He rocks against
me, and I moan, reaching out to grab his hips. In an instant, he has pushed
my hands away.

“No touching, not yet, you will just have to wait.” His voice is a purr, and I
know he is enjoying having me at his mercy.

Again, he rocks against me, his hands sliding down my chest, just barely
teasing at the waistband of my pants.

I know my knuckles must be turning white from gripping the chair so tightly,
but I can’t help it. I shiver as again, Aki’s hands slip tauntingly close to the
buckle of my belt. My head is spinning, he is going to drive me mad.

He moves, languid and serpentine against me. His arms lock around my
shoulders, and he begins bending backwards, my face pressed against his
collarbone. Aki rolls his hips, and I moan helplessly. “I can’t take this, Aki,
please.” He wins. I think I may just cry if I get any harder.

He says nothing, pulling us into a sitting position, once more I am pressed to
the high back of the chair. His arms wind around my neck, and he breathes
silkily into my ear. “If we sleep together, will you like me better?”

My breathe sticks in my throat. Aki’ words echo in my ears in an exact
imitation of what Sasuke sang earlier today. It is too much to be
coincidence...isn’t it? I have to know, I can’t stand one more night of this
anonymity. My hands move shakily up to his concealed face. “Please...can
I?” I plead. Again, he is silent.

“Tell me who you are.” I whisper, afraid to break the spell that is woven
around us. The air feels charged, the only sound in the room is the sound of
my heart as it pounds in my chest.

“My eyes will tell you.” He says calmly. I let out a breath, and with
trembling hands, pull the mask from Aki’s face.

Eyes the color of onyx stare unflinchingly but expectantly back at me. A
thrill of elation goes through me. “Gods, please tell me I’m not dreaming.”
My voice quavers slightly, this is too good to be true.

His hands reach out and pull the mask from my face, dropping it on the floor
almost noiselessly. For a moment I want to hide my face, but he stops me,
holding my chin in his hands. His eyes search mine, and then he moves
forward, tongue darting out to lick the outline of my lips. Drawing my
bottom lip between his white teeth, he bites lightly.

“This is real...” I say somewhat dazedly.

“Yes, it is.” Aki...I mean Sasuke murmurs, bending forwards to catch my lips
with his again.

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The feeling is amazing, this is what our meetings had been lacking. I run my
nails through his hair, and deepen the kiss. Unlike our first kiss, I do not
intend to leave him unsatisfied. A small smile curves at my lips as a shiver
runs down Naruto’s spine. He gasps as I rub against him, and I take the
opportunity to slip my tongue in his mouth.

He is warm and pliant as our tongues tangle together. I hear him moan, and
his arms run down my back to hold me tightly. There is still some hesitation
though, and I know that we have to talk before we can both get what we
want. I pull back, and drop a kiss on his neck, then whisper in his ear. “Is
something on your mind?”

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I close my eyes, and lean back in the chair, my arms tightening on his waist.
“Yeah, there is...” I say, somewhat nervously, I have been thinking it since I
saw under his mask.

He nods for me to continue, and traces my jaw lightly with his fingertips. I
swallow. He is making it very hard to think.

“Do you want me, not Blue, but me, the person who is with you now?” This
is a question I am almost terrified to know the answer to, but it has to be
asked. I don’t know what I’ll do if he says no, going back to the way things
were is not an option.

He smiles and leans in to kiss me breathless again. “Dobe. Do you think I
would have gone through all this trouble...and gotten us both this worked up
if I didn’t want you?”

I let out the breath I was holding, I think I would have done something rash if
he would have rejected me. Then, I catch something. Has he known all
along? I certainly hope not, because that would really make me feel stupid.

“How long have you known?” I ask.

“Do you remember last Wednesday morning, when you hugged me...” He
replies, looking at me meaningfully.

I grin. “Are you serious? Is that why you were acting so weird for the rest of
the time I was there?”

He smirks, then nods, running a hand through my hair. “Yes, I was getting
these...images that made it rather hard to concentrate around you. Not to
mention I was shocked, to say the least.”

I grin even wider, raising eyebrow at him. “What kind of...images?”

“Do you remember the first time, how much you made me scream, or the
night you had me in the shower?” He whispers, licking the shell of my ear as
I turn bright red. He smiles deviously and slides a nail down my neck to my
collarbone. “Those kind of images...”

“Gods...” I groan. “Why are you so tempting?” Heaven help me, I think I
may be addicted to his touch.

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Oh yes, I have him right where I want him, that is, extremely hard, and nearly
mindless. I shift on his lap, chuckling darkly as he moans again. I kiss him
once more, leaving him looking dazed, then stand, only to kneel between his
knees.

“Now...” I say, smirking as I see his eyes flick down towards me. “You will
only get what you want if you are quiet, and, no touching.” I see his eyes
widen, and he nods wordlessly, gripping the sides of the chair as I begin to
unzip his pants. “Not a word.” I say, my voice commanding.

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He looks utterly demonic, gazing up at me with those half lidded black eyes.
A smile graces his pale features, teasing me with the knowledge of the
pleasurable agony only he can give me.

“Lift your hips.” He instructs, and I do. Sasuke throws my pants across the
room, and then runs his hands up my thighs. He breathes teasingly across the
tip of my cock, and I feel the muscles in my throat lock. This is going to be
bad.

By bad I mean far too good. I groan inwardly as he licks the underside of my
cock, lapping at it like some obscene feline creature. I close my eyes, and tip
my head back, feeling velvety soft lips close around my tip. Warmth, and
pure wet heat wrap around my shaft, and I fight the urge to moan. Oh, but
how is he doing that? I bite my lips. Pleasure buzzes in my veins as Sasuke
moves his lips further down. He hums, and I nearly break the chair. Shit,
how the hell does he expect me to stay quiet if he is going to do that?

My back arches as he scratches his nails down my chest, and makes a
swallowing motion in his throat. I grit my teeth and hiss through them,
hoping desperately that it doesn’t count. He ignores the sound, but I don’t
have time for relief. Sasuke suddenly takes all of my cock into his mouth, his
nose touching my abdomen. Tremors of pleasure wrack through my body as I
fight to keep my tenuous hold on silence.

My breath is speeding up, and I can tell I am on the edge of crying out, when
Sasuke suddenly relents. I want to plead with him not to stop, but that would
be breaking my end of the bargain. He stands and straddles my lap, giving
me a soul searing kiss.

“You behaved so well.” He compliments me, running a hand down my chest
in a circling motion. I nod dumbly, and he kisses me again, snaking his
tongue into my mouth once more. He is like some force of nature,
obliterating any hope for coherent thought I may have.

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I stand slowly, to hide the fact that I am feeling a little unsteady myself.
Never breaking eye contact with Naruto, I make my way over to the bed, and
beckon him. Instantly, he stands, making his way over to me. As his knees
hit the bed, I start moving back further onto the mattress. He kisses me, and
follows my path towards the headboard.

When I get there, I rest my head against it, then rest my thighs over Naruto’s.
I smile, and pull his hair, crushing my lips to his in a demanding kiss. Now
that I can kiss him, I can’t seem to get enough. Reluctantly, I pull back, and
put a finger to his lips.

“Now, you can make as much noise as you like.” He sighs in relief, and
kisses the tip of my finger.

“Thank you.” He breathes, leaning down to kiss and nibble at my neck. “I
can touch you too, right?”

I laugh quietly, touching his dark hair. “Yes, I would not want it any other
way. Just one thing though...”

“What?” He says, looking up at me in askance.

“Let’s remove all the Genjutsu we have going right now. If am going to be
with you, that is who I want to see, and vice versa.” It is true, tonight is the
first time I will go to bed with him knowing who he really is. I want to see
him, not the masked man that I used to believe him to be.

He nods enthusiastically, and in seconds, both of us are illusion free. I look
him over, both with my eyes and hands. He closes his eyes, sighing in
pleasure as I map his body.

Within moments, my pants have joined Naruto’s on the floor. I smile, and
hand him a thin vial of oil which had been in my pants pocket. “Have you
been carrying that all night?” He asks, somewhat bemusedly. I shake my
head. “No, only since we walked into the room.”

“Hmmm...” He purrs, nicking softly at my neck. “You’re so sneaky, I’m
going to have to watch you closer.”

Naruto pours some of the oil onto his fingertips, working two fingers into me.
I sigh and tip my head back at the now familiar pressure. “Mmm...” I moan
as he widens his fingers. “You like that?” He asks, desire leaking from his
voice. I shift and stretch, languid as a jungle cat, knowing just how much that
gets to him. “I always do.” I answer, pushing my hips forward in a silent
request for more.

He does not disappoint me, pulling my legs up to rest on his shoulders. I
move my arms up to link through the decorative ironwork of the bed.

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Sasuke’s eyes light with anticipation as he feels the tip of my cock push
against that tight ring of muscles. His face is so beautiful, and I know
instantly that I am the only one who has seen him like this. He groans, and
rests his face against his upstretched arm as I gradually begin to push inside
him.

He feels so good, tight, wet, and grasping, like he is pulling me in. It is
infinitely better than his mouth, and just as difficult to stay in control of
myself. I have to keep myself in check so I don’t do something that will
leave him aching. I thrust a little bit, and he meets it, little shivers breaking
out all over his skin.

“That’s good...” He moans. “Now, deeper.”

I do as he asks, kissing him deeply as I push all the way inside. “Oh, fuck...”
He cries out, and I feel the muscles in his thighs spasm slightly. Encouraged,
I repeat the action, and am rewarded by a string of incoherent words. I shift
slightly, and thrust up into him. Sasuke’s knuckles turn white on the
headboard and he screams.

I know neither of us is going to last long, not tonight, so I intend to make his
orgasm as intense as possible. I begin driving into him hard and fast, making
sure to hit that spot that makes him scream. I can feel the pleasure making
my body tighten, and I moan. Sasuke is saying something to me, he sounds
desperate, but I don’t stop. I slide my nails down his sides, and then wrap
one hand around his shaft. His hips lift, and he cries out my name, I have
never heard anything so satisfying.

I am close, very close, my eyes have lost focus, and it feels like there is liquid
fire in my veins. Pleasure spirals uncontrollably through me, black streaking
across my vision as Sasuke’s muscles clamp around my cock. He moves
forwards, legs dropping off my shoulders. Our mouths meet, and a kind of
ecstatic scream is drawn from his lips as we cum together.

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I let him hold me like that for a while, enjoying the afterglow, but I am hot,
sticky, and sweaty. I move away from him, shuddering slightly as I feel him
draw out of me. Standing on unsteady legs, I pull him off the bed and into the
bathroom.

The cool water feels good on my overheated skin as I step under it. I turn to see Naruto
watching me, his blue eyes fixed on me intently. “What?” I ask, and he just
shakes his head. “Nothing, it’s just still kind of hard to believe.”

I close the distance between us, wrapping my arms around his waist. “Well, I
will try my best to convince you this is happening.” I say, semi teasingly.

Naruto pulls me closer, running his hands through my hair. He kisses me
deeply, the spray of the water trickling through our mouths as he devours my
lips. It is to soon for us to go again, but kisses are another matter entirely.

For a while, we stay in the shower, but all too soon the water gets too cold,
and we are forced to make our way to the bed.

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“I wonder how many pairs of sheets we have gone through in the past two
months?” I ask wonderingly, we are laying on the mattress now under the comforter.
The sheets are waiting in the hallway to be picked up by some hapless room service
person. Sasuke grins. “Who knows, I would say about one for every night
we have been together. That is a lot of sheets.”

I smile back, but then frown, something has just occurred to me. “I don’t
know what they’ll say when they realize that the village pariah is ‘molesting’
the only (relatively normal) Uchiha left.”

“Oh, but you’re not just screwing me are you...you’re ‘makin sweet love to
me’...right?” He looks up at me sharply, and I can’t help but mess with him.

“Nah” I grin. “It’s screwing, it’s too hot to be anything else.” I see his eyes
flare with something akin to rage, and I add hastily. “I was joking! I don’t
just want you, that was when I was younger and I didn’t really get what I was
feeling. Sasuke, I love you.” He settles in my arms and looks satisfied with
the response.

“What about you, is this just sex to you?” I ask.

He shakes his head, and kisses me lightly. “It has been more than just sex
since the second night we did this. I did not know it was you then, but I do
now, and I could not be happier.” He didn't tell me outright that he loves
me, but I understand 'Sasuke speak' unlike most of the world.

“Sooooo...” I say. “Does this make us a couple?” I look down at him,
watching his expression take on a pensive look.

“I think it does, I mean, we could always date around, and meet for trysts
now and then. That is, if you don’t want me exclusively.” There is a sly note
to his voice, and I know he is joking, but the thought of Sasuke with someone
else makes my blood boil.

“I want you all to myself, no one, I mean no one gets to touch that ass but
me.” I growl in emphasis, and Sasuke laughs.

“Getting possessive already are we?” He intones smugly. I give him one of
my fox grins and kiss him. “Of course I am, do you know how many people
out there are just dying to have what I have right here, resting in my arms?”

“You mean a black haired man covered in hickeys?” He says wryly, and I
nod. “Yes, exactly.”

He rolls his eyes, and pushes me back on the mattress. “Well, If I have to be
covered in hickeys, then so do you.”

I laugh as he attacks me, all is fair in love and war after all.

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Sometime way later in the night, I ask Sasuke foggily. “Hey, by the way,
how did you learn how to give such good um...um...” I know I’ve been
having sex with him for two months, but that doesn’t mean I can just say
whatever I’m thinking.

“They are called blowjobs, Naruto.” He says sleepily, yawning as he turns
over in bed.

“Yeah, how did you get so good at them?” I say wonderingly.

“Oh....Kakashi taught me.” Sasuke answers, as if there is not anything
strange about that at all.

“WHAT?!!”

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Author’s Notes: Wooh, that was really hard, especially since I had to retype
it without a copy. There is one more chapter in this story, so keep an eye out
for that. It may take a little while though, because I hate this computer.

And now, for what you’ve all been waiting for. This is the Introduction to the
first chapter of what will become “The Neiji Trilogy”. Enjoy (I hope):

“Throughout my relatively short life, I have always believed in destiny.
Everything I did revolved around that one concept. It was comforting in a
way to think that things were already figured out. That wrongs would be
righted, and that things had a kind of natural order. Then, I met him, and
everything changed. Outwardly I behaved the same, but inwardly I was
waging a battle for my own soul, trapped by a love I could neither have nor
abandon. Together, we danced on the cliff’s edge of reason, fearing the fall,
but thrilling in the danger. It’s funny, how destiny can turn on you.”