A Subtle Seducing

A big
thanks to my beloved Beta lol

And another
big thanks to Lady Valtaya that puts up with all my
insecurities (hides)

Author's
note: English is not my first language, so please forgive my mistakes.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>A Subtle Seducing 7

Sasuke
smiled as he burned the small piece of paper. So
Naruto was inviting him to a
restaurant? A good one at that.
He didn’t know what was going on.  It
could be a bet with Kiba,
but if this invitation was Naruto's apologstyle='color:red'>y he accepted it. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> After all, class=SpellE>Suigetsu hadn’t helpstyle='color:red'>ed matters and he sort of owed
Naruto for it.

On
his way home, the dark haired man stopped at a
secluded and old drug store, one that sold unusual items. He needed style='color:red'>to use the bathroom so he had ended
up purchasing something.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Itachi, who lately came
by everyday, wasn't a problem.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He usually simply sat on the couch reading.

"Evening,
Itachi, Kisame"
he greeted, leaving his stuff next to his door.

His
brother, who was using Kisame's
lap as a pillow, tilted the book slightly,
taking him in and frowning slightly.

"Something
good happened?" asked the shark-like man, voicing Itachi's
question.  Even if he kept quiet, style='color:red'>he was obviously style='color:red'>worried about Sasuke's
intimate relationship with a certain blonde.

"class=SpellE>Hn," replied Sasuke, opening
the door to his bedroom, "Suigetsu get out
now," he warned.

"I
checked the house, Sasuke.  You have
nothing to get rid of me!" chortled Suigetsu,
leaning even more in the bathtub, grinning with one
of his teeth poking out, "class=GramE>come join me?"

Sasuke
smirked as he approached his friend and dropped the small bag he had purchased style='color:red'>earlier in the water.

"Don't
underestimate me," he reminded.

"AHHHHHHHH!"lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'>

Suigetsustyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> jumped out of the
bath, waving around madly and screeching. He wildly tried to get rid of the
things that had fallen on him… to no avail; style='color:red'>the creatures had already attached to his skin.

"Leeches!"
shrieked Suigetsu, almost passing out when he noticed
one on his arm happily sucking out his blood.

Scrunching his nose in disgust he tried to pull it out but the thing was
slippery, flabby, and wouldn't budge. With horror he noticed he had another one
on his leg and one on his back. Shaking in anger and revulsion he turned toward
a smirking Sasuke.

"I
gave you fair warning," reminded the latter,
"too bad they didn't choose your dick to fest on, I'm sure it's full of
blood."

Suigetsustyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> stormed out of the
bathroom, passed an amused Itachi and grabbed a knife
to kill the horrible thing and then murder Sasuke with it.

"I
wouldn't do that if I were you," advised Kisame.

"Why?"
growled Suigetsu, dropping the knife and coming to
face Kisame, trusting him to know better.

"The
leech could regurgitate blood in the wound and infect it."

"Fuck…
how do I get rid of them?" pleaded class=SpellE>Suigetsu. 

Itachi'sstyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> smirk grew and he
shifted to let his partner take care of the young man while he went to
investigate what his brother style='color:red'>was doing. He entered his bedroom to see a suit neatly
folded on his otouto's bed. It seemed like he was
going out. He sat down on the bed, letting his
fingers trail on the soft material. When he heard the shower style='color:red'>stop, he started his subtle interrogation.

"style='color:red'>Do you have a reunion with one of your teacherstyle='color:red'>s?"

This
was a normal question that wouldn't make Sasuke suspicious. With some luck it
would even grant him an explanation.

"No,
simply going out, nii-san," came the muffled
answer.

"With
your lover?" he bluntly wondered, after all it was an innocent enough
question.

"That's
none of your business, Itachi.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Why so curious?" asked Sasuke poking his
wet head out of the bathroom.

"class=SpellE>Ahhhhhhhhh you killed me! I'm bleeding to death!"

Both
Itachi and Sasuke turned their headstyle='color:red'>s in the direction of Suigetsu's
voice, smirking. They could hear Kisame explainstyle='color:red'>ing it was normal, because the leechstyle='color:red'>es had put anti-coagulants
in his blood.  That
didn't stop Suigetsu from shrieking.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Then they heard a soft thustyle='color:red'>d followed by silence. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> The question was: had Suigetsu
encountered a wall? Or had Kisame style='color:red'>lost it and knocked him out?

"You
are evil, foolish otouto."

"I've
learned from the best, nii-san."

Itachistyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> concealed his proud
look by grabbing Sasuke's towel and vigorously
rubbing the dark hair before draping it around the small frame and urging his
brother back into the bathroom.

"Stay
near the heater," he requested.

Sasuke
basked in the gentle caring. He would never get tired of it, especially since
he had been deprived of it for a long time. He even let him comb and spike his
hair. He glanced in the mirror, checking and fixing one
or two things under the amused eye of his brother.

Itachistyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> couldn't resist.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He poked him on the head, loving how the
familiar half-pout, half-scowl graced his class=SpellE>otouto's features. He looked at the clock in class=SpellE>Sasuke's room, 6
o'clock, and ruffled his hair a little, just to have him scowl
again before leaving. He had someone to see before it was too late.

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Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> knew something had gone
wrong when he came back from running some
errands to find Itachi and Kisame
waiting for him in his apartment instead of Kiba. He
tried to make a run for it, but was soon dragged
back inside and pinned on the floor by Kisame, who
looked very sorry… which didn’t help in relaxing
him.

"Tell
me where you are taking by brother tonight," ordered Itachi,
using the tip of his shoe to raise his head.

"Go
to hell!  I'm clean and Sasuke is old
enough to know what he's doing!"

Itachistyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> didn't deign answer.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He simply sat
on a chair while Kisame
made Naruto kneel in
front of him. 

"Save
your breath and answer his question, blondie.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Trust me, you will avoid lots of
suffering," advised Kisame.

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> stubbornly kept his
mouth shut. At least he knew how his relationship with his brother-in-law would
go! Itachi met Kisame's
eyes and the latter nodded.

"We
can't hurt you, Naruto-kun,
but we have other ways to make you talk,"
warned the shark look-alike.

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> stuck style='color:red'>out his tongue, crossing his arms on his chest. He
wouldn't talk. Itachi smirked, making a shiver run
down the blonde's back. The dark haired man
opened the suitcase resting against the chair and took out a thin white strip
with something bluish in the middle. Naruto blinked,
wondering what the hell that was. Itachi simply began
to rub it between his hands, the blonde growing more perplexstyle='color:red'>ed by the minute.

"class=SpellE>Kisame," requested Itachi.

Immediately
the dark man pulled up one of Naruto's trouser legstyle='color:red'>s but seemed kind of
disappointed.  He looked up at class=SpellE>Itachi.

"class=SpellE>Sasuke will love that," stated the feral man before
motioning something to Kisame.

A
moment later, after much futile trashing, class=SpellE>Naruto was pant-less, his boxers riding low on his hips style='color:red'>giving a glimpse of his blonde pubic hair. class=SpellE>Kisame was sitting on him, preventing him from moving.

"The hell?style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> You bastard! Let me
go!" yelled Naruto.

Itachistyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> stood up and
separated the band, slamming one part, bluish side down,
on his pubic hair.  Naruto
blinked… it didn't hurt… what the hell were they doing? Truth
serum?

"Speak,"
ordered Itachi.

"No,"
replied Naruto.

"Fine."style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'>

Itachistyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> grabbed the style='color:red'>strip and pulled it off.
 Naruto gave a
loud scream of sheer
pain.

"OW
that hurts! You! You!"

He
stared at his now epilated skin right where style='color:red'>the strip had been. It looked horrible and it was all
red! And it hurt like hell! It was if they had torn off
his skin!  Did girls really do that style='color:red'>just to be pretty? style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Holy shit!

"So,
feeling inclined to speak now?" asked class=SpellE>Itachi sweetly.

"No!"

Itachistyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> let the other style='color:red'>half of the strip dangle
in front of Naruto's nose, smirking as the blue eyes
zoomed in on it and nervous gulping could be
heard.

"So?"

"I'm
taking him to Soul Society at 8!" shrieked Naruto.

Itachistyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> turned on his
heels, taking his suitcase with him and flipping
open his cell phone as he left the apartment. A
chuckling Kisame followed, waving at class=SpellE>Naruto.

Wincing,
as moving tugged at his sensible skin, class=SpellE>Naruto grabbed a bag of ice from his fridge and dialed his
boyfriend's number.

"What
is it, dobe?" asked the familiar silky voice.

"You
told him we were going to the restaurant!" accused Naruto,
fuming.

"Him?"
wondered Sasuke, sounding perplexed at the
blonde's angered tone.

"class=SpellE>Itachi," almost spat Naruto.

"I
didn't."

"But
he knew!" accused the blonde, moving the pack of ice.

"He
saw me get ready."

"I
told you it had to be a secret!"style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

"He's
my brother and he kinda lives with me!"

"That's
the problem," grumbled Naruto, rubbing his
abused skin.

"Why all the fuss?lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> And how
did you know Itachi knew?" grunted out Sasuke,
visibly starting to get pissed by the situation.

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> style='color:red'>paled, realizing he had made a mistake. He had to find
something now or he would end up as shark or weasel food!

"Did
he do something to you?" asked Sasuke, his voice gentle but charged with
suppressed rage.

"N-no,
ha ha why would you think that? See you at the
restaurant, hedgehog!"

The
blonde hung up wondering which class=SpellE>Uchiha would have his skin first. He lifted the pack of style='color:red'>ice, one nearly had it already.

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Naruto'sstyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> mouth watered when
he looked above the menu at his dead-gorgeous boyfriend. He looked like a
business man, all dressed up like that. The discreet glances he gave him, a
small smirk plying on his lips only adding to his beauty.

"Have
you decided?"

Sasuke
immediately ordered his dish, along with a bottle of wine, after checking with class=SpellE>Naruto if it was ok.

It
was the blonde’s turn but before he could utter
a word, the waiter spoke, "If you don't know what to choose, mister, I
would recommend this one," he leaned and
turned a page of the menu.

Naruto'sstyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> eyes almost popped
out of his head.  On the damn menu was written
in bloody red: "if you try anything I will have you emasculated."

"Or
you could choose this one," the waiter turned another page,
on which "don't even think of changing
restaurants.  Have
a nice evening" was written.

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> looked up at the
man, or was it a woman? Long black hair framed his
adorable face and his big eyes style='color:red'>made him look innocent. How had he introduced himself again?
Haku?
Naruto tried a pleading look but the young man simply
glanced toward a man at the entrance. A big scary man with most of his face
covered. Naruto gulped, so he would be turned to style='color:red'>a pulp by him if he misbehaved? How nice.

He
hurried to order and tried to stop looking at the bodyguard by the door. He
jerked when he felt a foot slide against his ankle moving upstyle='color:red'>ward.  He stared
at Sasuke who had simply leaned on his elbows, his dark eyes shining with mischief.
Oh dear God.

"I'm
glad we are finally having some time alone together. I hope you have
planned something nice for the dessert," purred Sasuke.

Could
someone save him? He had a horny, flirting hedgehog wanting to be laid and two
horrible men ready to gut him out if he did! A teasing foot
pressing against his crotch made him whimper
in despair.

It
ended up being a very nice but frustrating evening. Haku
had "dropped" ice on Naruto's precious
part, prevented Sasuke from going to the toilet with him, style='color:red'>and nearly burned him
with his crepe Suzette (1) when he had tried to follow Sasuke to the restroom.

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> had a flicker of
hope when they left the restaurant.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Maybe he could drag Sasuke style='color:red'>to an alleyway and fuck his brain out, but no, the big
scary man had called a cab for them. Knowing Itachi
would be at Sasuke's place and
Kiba at his… the night had to end there. Strangely
Sasuke seemed pissed but with someone else other than
Naruto.  He
even gave Narutostyle='color:red'> a heated kiss before getting
off the cab. 

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Sasuke
entered his apartment to find Itachi and class=SpellE>Kisame, as usual. They had set up
camp in his living room for quite a few weeks now. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Itachi was readingclass=GramE>, using his partner's sleeping body as a pillow.

Sasuke
barely hesitated as he stared at class=SpellE>Itachi, soon enough the dark eyes so like his own settled
on him and a delicate eyebrow rose in question. Slumping near his older
brother, Sasuke avoided his gaze, looking
elsewhere.

"Did
something happen?" wondered Itachi, puzzled by
his otouto's reaction.

"No,
that's the problem," Sasuke said, "I'm starting to wonder if class=SpellE>Naruto loves me," he whispered so low class=SpellE>Itachi nearly didn't catch it.

Before
he could answer the younger man had stood up, leaving for his bedroom.

"Don't
doubt his feelings.  I can assure you he
loves you more than you can possibly imagine," assured Itachi.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Sasuke pretended he didn't hear style='color:red'>it.

Itachistyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> laid back on class=SpellE>Kisame. Either Sasuke was really having doubts, which was
bad, really bad or he knew his beloved brother
was pulling the strings, which was equally bad. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He had to make the lab hurry.

"'m
going 'morrow 'tachi" mumbled class=SpellE>Kisame in his half slumber.

Sasuke
calmly closed his door and marveled at his self control. It was a miracle he
hadn't throttled his beloved and manipulative
big brother!  That was why suddenly everything
seemed to go against Naruto and he.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  The damn bastard was preventing them style='color:red'>from consummating their love. As to why he had no
idea, but it had to be for his "own good" as style='color:red'>Itachi would say. Maybe some tests to see if class=SpellE>Naruto wasn't suffering from some kind of disease. At least
Itachi seemed to like the blonde, since he had
reassured him.

If
he wasn't certain he would end up locked in his own
bedroom, Sasuke would have confronted his aniki. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He knew better. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It was all Itachi's
doing as he had suspected for a while now. Of
course Itachi would go that far, even though he'd
told him to get laid, his brother was style='color:red'>nicknamed weasel for a reason! Now that he knew for
sure, things would change, even if he had to elope with the moron! style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

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Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> wondered what the
perverted teacher could want with him.  If
Kakashi asked him to go buy some porn or something
along those lines he would make him eat his Icha class=SpellE>Icha paradise books. He
didn't have the slightest hope style='color:red'>that the man had checked Sasuke's
thesis. To think that awful teacher had dared summon
him was beyond him. Every timestyle='color:red'> he did it was for something totally stupid.

Grumbling,
he opened the door only to be grabbed by the collar and dragged inside the room
by none other than Sasuke.  He gaped as the
man simply started to undress, undoing his buttons as if it was the most normal
thing in the world to strip in his teacher's office. Not that he minded.

"Hurry
up, it's 10 am. 
Kakashi is supposed to be here now but since he's always late you have 30 minutes to fuck
my brains out."

Without protesting Naruto locked
the door, made sure the curtains style='color:red'>were closed, and went back to Sasuke. He was sitting
on the desk, the fly of his pant undone, his shirt open, head slightly tilted,
his dark hair shadowing his face, only making his lust filled gaze stand out. A
tie came around his waist and dragged him forward, making Naruto
stop staring.

"I
know your hands are good, how is your mouth?" taunted Sasuke, tipping back
his head, offering his neck.  style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> grinned, grabbing class=SpellE>Sasuke's hips and kissing the skin displayed. He started at
the jaw, a kiss, a nip, a lick, leaving a trail down to the collarbone. All the
while his thumbs gently rubbed the hipbones, as he massaged that perfect ass. He
bit down on the shoulder, earning a moan and hands tangling in his hair, scratching
gently.  

"Do
we have enough time" Naruto mumbled against the
neck he was marking as his own, "for this?" his hand left the hip to
cup the front of Sasuke's pants.

He
grinned as the young man arched and rubbed against his fingers, letting out a
needy growl. Neither of them would last long, they had waited for far too style='color:red'>long.  The right
hand never rivaled a tight hot body style='color:red'>and the feel of another
skin.

"No,"
replied Sasuke, bringing Naruto's lips to his nipples
and moaning as they were licked.

"Condom
and lube?" asked the blonde between teasing nips on the hard and pink
little buds.

Sasuke
froze, pushing Naruto away gently, giving him a peck
as an apology
that soon turned into a full out devouring kiss. The dark haired man ended up
sitting on a table full of papers as class=SpellE>Naruto ground against him,
kissing the living daylights out of him as his
hands roamed everywhere they could reach, scratching
just enough to send insanely good shivers.

"I
ahnnn don't have ahn
any," managed Sasuke, unbuckling Naruto's pants.

"Me neither, weren't you prepared?"lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'>

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> stopped; if they
weren't going to go all the way it would be
better if they didn't work each other up too much… even if it was too
late.  He was already dripping in his
boxers.

"Since
I know Kakashi-sensei is always late, when I heard
you were called I dashed here.  It wasn't
planned," bit out Sasuke, crossing his arms on his chest.

The
blonde nearly melted at the unconscious pout his lover was wearing. So unbearably
cute! With any other person he would have just thrown him on the table and fuckstyle='color:red'>ed his brains out, condoms and lube be damned. He was
clean and pretty sure Sasuke was too, spit and precome
would be lube enough… but Itachi
had to be counted in the equation. He didn't want to be emasculatestyle='color:red'>d or worse!

He
winced as Sasuke got down from the table. 
If there was a God in this world he was a jerk.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  However, Sasuke didn't
fix his clothes; instead he began to open the drawers, turning them inside out.

"He's
such a pervert he has to have some somewhere!" grumbled Sasuke,
still searching.  

Or
maybe God, in his mighty greatness, had created Kakashi
in this world just to provide them lube and condoms?
Not losing a
second that could be used in hot sex, the blonde helped his hedgehog with his
quest. One duck vibrator and other unmentionable things later found them empty
handed.

"I
can't believe it," cried Naruto, "with all
the weird stuff he has, he doesn't have the basics?"

Sasuke'sstyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> eyebrows were twitching,
from frustration or because the vibrating duck was dark blue like his hair,
none would know. His eyes were scanning the room looking for somewhere they
might have missed and landed on his thesis,
still resting on his teacher's desk, unread.

It
hit him like a ton of bricks. He grabbed the pack of paper and wondered if he style='color:red'>should be happy or throttle the man. Under it were
several boxes of condoms and lubes… hidden under his damn thesis! He turned
toward Naruto, ready to launch on a rant about that perverted
old geezer that served as his teacher.

However,
he didn't have the time to form a single word. 
Naruto had captured his mouth and thrown him
on the desk, his thesis scattered on the desk
and floor.  Sasuke was spread on style='color:red'>top of the papers,
startled, hair disheveled, chest naked, legs dangling, and
arms pinned down by Naruto.
The blue eyes roaming on him held so much lust
he could have come right there. He had been desired before, but style='color:red'>such intensity, possessiveness, style='color:red'>and domination were a
first.

Before
he could even process it, his pants and boxers
were down around his knees, Naruto
between his legs and a lubed finger inside histyle='color:red'>m making him thrash style='color:red'>wildly on the desk. His hands tried to grab something,
fisting on paper as he arched in pleasure.

"class=SpellE>Ahhh hnnn oh yes… just like that class=SpellE>hnnnn!"

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> looked at style='color:red'>the gorgeous man writhing
under him, moaning for him, closing around his fingers and moving in tune with
him, impaling himself as deep as possible on him. The blonde drank everything
from the half lidded dark eyes to the open mouth forming incoherent sentences speaking
of desire, the back arching on the desk, heavy breathstyle='color:red'>ing, the hands alternately fisting
and scratching the paper.

"N-Na ahhhn class=SpellE>ruto hnnn!lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> Come class=SpellE>ahnnn inside hnn."

This
was it. The dark and proud man, panting and wanton, all tracestyle='color:red'>s of his perfect control gone. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> That was how
Sasuke wanted it, hard and fast.  He
needed someone to take control, to make him surrender, to possess him. Not
being in control didn't mean being a powerless, whining, teary, girly thing. Oh
no, it was a different kind of control, one that
made the other person lose it style='color:red'>completely for you, obey all the wordless commandstyle='color:red'>s, and turn into your obedient slave.

A
hand closing on his wrist, almost digging inside, made style='color:red'>Naruto snap out of his reverie, style='color:red'>and reminded him of what he had just thought. The
dark, annoyed and impatient eyes that glared at him made
him grin.

"Don't
sting, Hedgehog. 
I'm going to give you the best fuck of your life," he promised
lowering his pants and boxers, finally freeing his painfully hard desire.

He
pulled his fingers out of Sasuke, licking his lips at the distraught sound that
followed. He put on a condom and wrapped a hand around his pulsing flesh,
smearing lube on it and almost losing himself in
the awesome friction.

"Tell
me, there was hair here before, right?" asked a silky voice, the smirk
obvious in the tone.

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> blinked, looked at
the greatly amused Sasuke who had a delicate eyebrow raised
in question, and down to where he was looking. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> At his crotch where a
puff of hair was missing right wstyle='color:red'>here he had been waxed thanks to Itachi.
He groaned in remembrance and embarrassment.

"Don't
ask," he grumbled.

"Then
stop me," smugly replied Sasuke, spreading
his legs and lifting his ass in invitation.

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> purred, grabbing
his lover's hips in a grip that might bruise and dragging him to him, enjoying
the moan of pleasure that escaped those sinful
lips. Sliding into the cradle of Sasuke's hips, he
plunged into him in one go, earning a scream of
utter ecstasy.  He style='color:red'>started rocking, shoving hard with his hips, style='color:red'>and pushing the man into the hard wood under him.

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> let one hand trail
on the toned abs, feeling the muscles quiver at his touch. He growled
possessively, feeling his orgasm building. Not only was Sasuke tight, he was
clenching around him on purpose.  He style='color:red'>was also helping class=SpellE>Naruto thrust deeper into
him with his legs, forcing Naruto
to completely enter him hitting his sweet spot style='color:red'>with accuracy. The blonde groaned as his movementstyle='color:red'>s became jerky.

"Is
that all you've got?" teased a voice that wasn't breathy enough for class=SpellE>Naruto's taste.

He
pulled out completely, shivering from the losstyle='color:red'>s and desire burning him. He dragged Sasuke to him, style='color:red'>ruffling the papers on the
desk. He glided his hands between Sasuke's
legs, caressing the soft skin of his thighs before lifting the pretty legs
above him, letting them rest on his shoulders.

Grinning
at the glazed look of anticipation his lover was
giving him, he laid on him, style='color:red'>bending Sasuke's supple
body. They shared a kiss, languid and slow. Naruto
took this opportunity to seize Sasuke’s nape, bending his neck as he gripped his arms, pinning
him mercilessly under him. Then he slammed back into
Sasuke, the latter moaning for him as he rocked deep and hard into his body. His
hedgehog was muffling his sounds by biting his lips, making Naruto
want him even more.

"Ahhnnn class=SpellE>Naruto ahhhhh."lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'>

The
blonde let go of his hold, gripping the hips to pound harder, his rhythm jerky
as he finally reached completion.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  He dragged Sasuke
down with him as the latter style='color:red'>buckled against him in ecstasy. He gave a small whine
of disappointment at not feelstyle='color:red'>ing Naruto's seed fstyle='color:red'>ill him and instead kissed the blonde as they rode the
last of their orgasm. Finally the dark-haired man’s
legs slid off Naruto’sstyle='color:red'> shoulders to wrap around his hips, keeping him buried
in that delicious heat. They were panting, Naruto
resting on Sasuke's chest, smelling his scent and style='color:red'>taking in his spent look.

"Do
you think we have time for round two?" asked Naruto
sheepishly, pushing his hips forward, making
Sasuke moan.

"No."

Both
heads jerked toward the door against which the infamous
perverted lazy teacher was resting, his
eyes twinkling, and a key dangling between his
fingers as if mocking them.

"Not
that I would mind of course.  Go on with
the show," he added winking at Sasuke, sending a shiver of pure horror style='color:red'>down his back, "I didn't know you were so vocal,"
he teased, before turning to Naruto, "class=SpellE>aww you won.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  I have to check his thesis now… too bad you
just destroyed it with your fooling around." style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  

They
had both hurriedly dressed up. At the last sentence, Naruto
raised his hands to show his innocence and
shrieked, "I swear I had nothing to do with
it!"

He
didn't know what Kakashi was talking about, but the
glare adorning the now red face of his lover didn't bode
well and he didn't want to be on the style='color:red'>receiving end of his wrath.

"Oh?
Then you won't have your prize," replied
Sasuke.

He
grabbed Naruto by his shirt for a fast kiss before
leaving with a wave and a satisfied smirk.

"By
the way, you have another copy under your desk Kakashi-sensei,"
he added, closing the door.

----------------------------

When
Itachi went home to his little brother's house style='color:red'>with Kisame holding the
supermarket bags, he found said otouto on the couch
reading his book. He lifted a delicate eyebrow and Sasuke
smirked. Kisame glanced between the two ravens style='color:red'>before going to put away the groceries
all the while keeping an eye on the scene. He didn't want to miss
whatever was going to happen.

"Why
so smug, foolish otouto?" asked class=SpellE>Itachi sitting on the couch, Sasuke giving him some room.

"class=SpellE>Kakashi will finally read my thesis," replied the
young man.

Itachistyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> frowned. That
couldn't be the cause of Sasukestyle='color:red'>’s pleased
expression… and he looked relaxed too. There was something fishy and it wasn't class=SpellE>Kisame.

"How
did you do it?" he prompted, seeing style='color:red'>as how his otouto wasn't
going to enlighten him.

"He
caught Naruto and I jumping
each other.  I assume
he had bet we wouldn't manage before you had finished your tests,"
explained Sasuke, tilting his book just enough to look straight at class=SpellE>Itachi's eyes.

A
half-smile graced the older of the two. He shouldn't underestimate Sasuke,
should he? Fondly he poked the white forehead.

"He
actually had the guts to go for it… you should keep this one."

"That's
the plan, nii-san, that's the plan," answered
Sasuke, going back to his reading, looking smug.

----------------------------

Two
weeks later Sasuke was seriously wondering why he had chosen such a class=SpellE>dobe and how the hell the aforementioned moron had managed
to seduce him to start with. Oh yeah, molestation… in the
train no less.

"Please
Sasukeee!!" pleaded the blonde nightmare.

"No,
shut up now or I'm kicking you out!" threatened the angry teacher.

He
hadn't planned to let him enter in the first place, but the blonde had ringed,
kicked and knocked until he gave in. It was nice
to have Naruto around for a nice evening, a nice fuck
and things along those lines, but it was another business to have him around
when he was trying to work.

"Come
on, it's been two hours straight! I'm bored and you need a break!"

A
book connecting with his thick skull was his
sole answer and Naruto sat back, sulking. He had
thought he could coax the moody man into some
nice activities but the prick was a workaholic! It
was Sunday for God's sake.  Even God
himself had taken a break but almighty class=SpellE>Uchiha Sasuke was still working, even when he had a sexy as
hell guy in his house ready to do anything he wanted… oh. Naruto
grinned mischievously; he knew a way that would force Sasuke to stop working. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It was a wonder he managed to concentrate even
with Naruto babbling in his ears - to think the
asshole dared tune him out– but there was no way he would be able to fight his
own body.

He
padded to the hi-fi system and looked through the CDs
he had steadily brought in.
He had been so happy when Sasuke had made room near his CD-player for them.
Then he had started to bring in other stuff style='color:red'>that soon had had some room made
for them. It was nice to know he had a place in his hedgehogstyle='color:red'>’s apartment… and heart, even if he had had to work
his ass out for this one.

Aw, aw baby, yeah, ooh yeah, huh, listen to this

Spy on me baby use satellite

Infrared to see me move through the night

Aim gonna fire shoot me right

Aim gonna like the way you fight

And I love the way you fight

When the music blared in
his ears Sasuke let his head fall on his laptop. He was going to viciously
murder him, cut him in small pieces and feed him to Kisame!
He turned to yell at Naruto to put style='color:red'>on the damn earphones but ended up gaping style='color:red'>instead.

Now you found the secret code

I use to wash away my lonely blues well

So I cant deny or lie cause you're a

Sexbomb sexbomb you're a class=SpellE>sexbomb uh, huh

If Naruto
had been merely stripping he wouldn't have been
surprised. But he was not… he was already naked, dancing style='color:red'>to the tune, his movements
leaving nothing to the imagination. His blue eyes were not leaving Sasuke for a
second as he moved his hips toward him, his erection standing between his
spread legs.

You can give it to me when I need to come along give it to me

Sexbomb sexbomb you're my class=SpellE>sexbomb

And baby you can turn me on baby you can turn me on

You know what you're doing to me dont you. class=GramE>ha ha,

I know you do

Sasuke was already hard
when Naruto settled on his lap, brushing his face and
upper body with his fingers without ever really touching him.

No dont get me wrong aint
gonna do you no harm no

This bombs made for loving and you can shoot it far

I'm your main target come and help me ignite ow

Love struck holding you tight hold me tight darling

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> grinned in victory
at the clouded eyes and the hardness pressing against his thighs. Sasuke
grabbed his nape and pulled Narutostyle='color:red'> to him, kissing him deeply as they battled for
dominance. Naruto sneaked his hands under class=SpellE>Sasuke's T-shirt and gasped style='color:red'>when he was unceremoniously shoved off his lover.

"I
have work to do, dobe."

"You're
the hugest prick I've ever met!" growled Naruto.

Sasuke
slowly turned in his chair, a small smirk tugging at his lips.

"Thanks,
I will let you suck it if you behave."

"class=SpellE>Teme!" yelled Naruto,
huffing as he put his pants back on and sulked.

"I
have work to do, Naruto, unlike style='color:red'>others,” replied Sasuke, willing his hard on to go style='color:red'>away.  It irked
him that the blonde managestyle='color:red'>d to get under his skin so easily.

The
dark haired man was back to working, oblivious of his surroundingstyle='color:red'>s. The faster he was done with it, the faster he could
go to Naruto. He hated being with the blonde style='color:red'>when he had work to do,
because it spoiled the fun. When he was with the fox he wanted to be with him style='color:red'>completely with nothing to drag him away. But he
wasn't going to tell that to the dummy.

"I'm
bored!" yelled Naruto after looking at 5 minutes
tick by on the clock.

"Then
do some work!" snapped Sasuke as he lost
his trail of thought because of the interruption.

"I
have nothing to do," grumbled Naruto, not that
it was true, but he had nothing he felt inclined to do.

"Do
the essay I assigned as an exam," offered
Sasuke, standing up and pulling out from his bookcase the
Foucault books that Naruto
would eventually need.

The
blonde grimaced but figured that it would at
least keep his mind busy and if he didn't
understand something he had his hedgehog of a teacher right there to style='color:red'>explain.  It was
funny how Naruto understood everything when they were
in class and Sasuke explained Foucault's ideas but
when he read his notes he couldn't understand one thing… and he wouldn't style='color:red'>even start on how unreadable Foucault's bookstyle='color:red'>s were!

After
scribbling on several sheets of paper, pulling
his hair out to finally end up with a good outline and
good ideas he started to write his paper. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Now the question was,
was he right in his explanation of what biopower style='color:red'>was?

"Sasuke?"
he called.

The
latter nearly snapped his pen in half in anger at being interrupted again. Then
he noticed it had been a good hour since he had
been left alone. He turned on his chair.

"Yes?"

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> brought over his style='color:red'>draft, not feeling guilty in the style='color:red'>slightest for using his teacher as reference. After
all, Sasuke had given them his e-mail address and checked his students’ work to
help them.  He was just doing that live.

Sasuke
took the paper and started reading it, soon taking a red pen to mark style='color:red'>corrections and criticisms. He was outlining things,
circling others and writing comments on the marginstyle='color:red'>s. Naruto felt himself get
hard… he was aroused by Sasuke marking his paper!
It was totally different from him working on his thesis. He had the same
serious and concentrated look but there was something different, an aura that
he didn't have when working, and it was fun to see him react to what class=SpellE>Naruto had written, shaking his head, nodding, rolling his
eyes, huffing… it was so damn hot! Not to mention the way he checked things,
scribbling down notes, the fast yet smooth and hard movement of his wrist when
he circled something.

"It's
pretty good, Naruto, here," said Sasuke giving
him back his paper and turning to go back to his thesis.

Pleased
by the compliment, he looked at all the corrections, not understanding
everything. He was tired of trying to find out the answers.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  His head hurt.
 Anyway it was far easier to style='color:red'>just have Sasuke explain him. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

"Hey,
Hedgehog, can you explain this to me?"

"No,"
said the dark-haired man, not lifting his head from his desk.

Sighing
he pushed away his thesis.  He had
reached a dead end and would need some rest before being able to solve style='color:red'>it… and maybe some help from a teacher or class=SpellE>Itachi.  Maybe even class=SpellE>Kakashi since he had finally started to read his thesisstyle='color:red'>. He looked at the clock.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  It was w:st="on">4 pm.  style='color:red'>He needed to grade some
papers before being free for the day. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

"Please?
Pretty please?" pleaded Naruto.

"class=SpellE>Naruto, this is your work and it's going to be style='color:red'>graded, so do it yourself.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  You have a brain, don't you? Make it
work."

Sasuke
printed some work form his students and started going thrstyle='color:red'>ough them. He didn't notice the heated look he was
receiving from Naruto. The latter neared, placing his
hands on both sides
of his lover's chair.

"Come
on, sensei," he whispered huskily. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 

"No,
don't even try that on me," answered Sasuke, his voice having style='color:red'>the unwavering tone he used with his students.

"I
will make you answer, hedgehog-sensei," assured Naruto,
turning Sasuke's chair harshly toward him.

"The
hell!" protested Sasuke before feeling his heart skip a beat at class=SpellE>Naruto's feral look.

He
gasped as he was unceremoniously grabbed by his collar up to the blonde's face,
the chair slamming against the desk. He didn't have time to protest style='color:red'>when he was crushed against the window adjacent to his
workplace. Naruto had slipped a knee between his
legs, making Sasuke's breath catch
and heating his body.

"I
can hear your breath hitching, hedgehog," purred Naruto,
licking the shell of his ear sending shivers down his spine.

Nails,style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> racked up his
stomach from under his shirt like claws, his
muscles quivering under the attention. Composing himself, he glared at class=SpellE>Naruto, his fathomless black eyes tinted with lust, his
hand fisted on the horrid orange T-shirt and he shoved hard. Only to be pushed
back against the glass, feeling it tremble at the shock. He opened his mouth
for a nasty remark but was silenced by a forceful kiss. He groaned, grabbing
hold of Naruto's blonde locks and tugging.

"class=SpellE>Ahnnn," he moaned as the leg against his crotch began
to rub pleasantly, making him harder.

"Don't
fight me.  You know I will make you mine,"
growled Naruto, nipping at the sensible neck as he
undid Sasuke's buttons.

"Wasn't
your purpose to make me talk?" pointed out Sasuke smirking.

"I
will make you scream first, sensei."

"Try
it," grunted the dark-haired man as one of his nipplestyle='color:red'>s was pinched.

He
loved this pushing, dominating side far too much. Naruto
slid his finger in one of Sasuke's pant loops and
tugged, pulling the man against him as he snatched his shirt off. He used this
opportunity to turn Sasuke around and shove him against the cold window.

Instinctively
Sasuke protected himself with his arms, but it didn't prevent his face style='color:red'>and upper body from pressing against the glass as class=SpellE>Naruto rocked against him. The cold against his heated
skin, the warm breath ghosting on his neck made his body tremble style='color:red'>with desire. He wanted it hard.

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> bit down on class=SpellE>Sasuke's nape, knowing how that aroused his lover. From the
corner of his eye he saw the train pass style='color:red'>by and grinned. His first glimpse of the hedgehog had
been from the train right after he had come out
of the shower. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Now that tight ass and well defined gorgeous
body were totally his. style='mso-spacerun:yes'> His to touch, to caress, to
fuck, to please. He undid the belt and let the pants and boxers drop
from the slender legs. Sasuke kicked them away and moaned as class=SpellE>Naruto started to pump his precious part in time with the
shove of his hips.

"class=SpellE>Ahhnnn Naruto… more…"

He
didn't need to be asked twice. He pulled down his pants and dug his fingers in class=SpellE>Sasuke's soft hips bringing him to him, enjoying the sound
of the dark haired man's hands and face sliding on the glass. Stretching he opened
one drawer. He had put lube and condoms in it when he had noticed style='color:red'>that he had a tendency to fuck Sasuke on his desk.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  It wasn’t his fault the bastard worked too
much… and liked him pouncing on him randomly. And
Naruto loved having to work hard
to have him writhing under him.

He
blinked as he felt Sasuke struggle just when he had reached the condoms. Sasuke
managed to turn and they started wrestling, biting lips and shoulders, pulling
on hair. Finally he slammed him back face down on the window. Fine, if he
wanted it like that, he would oblige. class=SpellE>Itachi had checked him after all. He squeezed a good amount
of lube on his precious part and without warning, still pinning Sasuke on the
glass, he thrust in.

"class=SpellE>Naruto!" moaned Sasuke, biting his lips to prevent a
scream of sheer pleasure from escaping.

The
blonde sucked on Sasuke's nape making the latter
shake in ecstasy, one free hand wrapping around Sasuke's
arousal as he slowly rocked in his lover's body. With his other hand he grabbed
the slender chin, forcing the man to look outside at a train
passing.

"Is
it making you hot, sensei, to know one of your students could see you?"

Sasuke
growled low, only making Naruto want him more. He
began to pump him, feeling his hedgehog tremble as he tried not to meet his
lover's slow rhythm. He wouldn't resist long, soon he would be impaling himself
on his own.  

"style='color:red'>To see you naked, pinned to your window style='color:red'>and being taken by me?" continued class=SpellE>Naruto, whispering in his ear,
his voice clouded by lust.

Sasuke'sstyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> eyes began to close
but Naruto shoved him hard against the glass, earning
a yelp as his hedgehog’s hot body met with the
cold surface. His face, arms, chest and even part of his crotch were against
it, a display he would enjoy seeing if he wasn't so busy fucking the proud man.

"Ahhh class=SpellE>hnnnn."style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'>

Another
train passed and Naruto
grabbed the pale hips, pounding faster. He enjoyed how the window clouded with class=SpellE>Sasuke's shaking breath, how it shivered from the abuse,
the sound it made each time the slender body was
slammed against it only to be pulled back and shoved back into it. The cold
only made the pleasure more intense, outlining it.

"Anyone
could see you.  They just have to look this
way to see you spread for me."

He
gave a little kick with one foot, pulling apart Sasuke's
legs, sliding deeper inside him.

"Ahh!"lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'>

The
mumbled sounds escaping Sasuke were slowly
turning into screams.

"I
wish I could see you like that, dripping on the glass, your nipplestyle='color:red'>s pressed against it again and again.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>  Your face tinted red and lips parted as you
scream in pleasure. Me sliding in and out of you, making you
shiver and push back to meet my thrust."

"Hnnn! class=SpellE>Ahnnn!"style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'>

Narutostyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> grinned, Sasuke was
moving with him, his nails scraping on the window as he moaned and screamed,
body writhing. It was always tricky to use dirty
talk with Sasuke; it could blow up in your face
if you didn't choose your words carefully, but
if you managed, it was worth the risk.

"class=SpellE>Naruto, harder," grunted Sasuke, closing his inside on
the blonde on purpose.

Gripping
the offered hips, Naruto obliged, his teeth nibbling
at Sasuke's neck as he rammed him against the window.

"Ahhh class=SpellE>ahhh hnnnng."lang=EN-US style='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'>

The
dark-haired man began to spasm, yelling Naruto's
name, his eyes fluttering close as butterflies appeared
behind his eyelids. He felt his completion build
in him, rushing in his veins until finally his
orgasm took him, bringing down the blonde in his
fall.

They
were breathing hard, Naruto leaning on Sasuke still
pressed on the window. Finally the blonde decided to move, he nudged the chair
until it was behind them and slid his arms around his lover's waist before
stumbling backward, ending on the soft chair. Sasuke
gave a low moan as Naruto’s
softening member nearly left him only to be pushed back inside him. class=SpellE>Naruto had learned early that Sasuke enjoyed keeping him in
his body. Sometimes he would even grow hard inside him, starting round two.

Sasuke
settled against him, his head thrown style='color:red'>back, resting on Naruto's shoulders.
He was so beautiful, relaxed like that, distraught and spent, lips pink from
the kisses. Gently, the blonde let his hands trail on the toned body, brushing
and mapping the skin.

"class=SpellE>Hnnn yes…" murmured Sasuke, starting to move on him.

He
was too tired to raise and impale himself on Naruto
so he simply rolled his hips agonizingly slowly.
The last remains of his previous ecstasy made
his body prickle. He could feel Naruto hardening in
him and it made him moan and push against him. He firmly grabbed the strong
hands and guided them on him, sliding down his
sides, resting on his nipples, on his neck, down to his thighs. He loved that class=SpellE>Naruto let him do as he pleased, that he knew just how to
move his fingers to make his body sing.  

He
heard the front door opening and in one smooth and accurate movement threw the
letter opener toward it. They heard a yelp and the door slammed close as it
stuck in the wooden frame. Suigetsu wouldn't risk
another sneaking in for at least one good hour.

"Nice
aim, hedgehog," praised Naruto, spreading class=SpellE>Sasuke's legs.

He
started to grind gently to bring them to a less
mind blowing release. Sasuke had wounded his hands behind the blonde neck, his
back arched.

"class=SpellE>Mmm just like that, ahnnn class=SpellE>Naruto."

How he liked this part of Sasuke too! style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He captured his lips in a languid kiss as they
reached their second orgasm, like a small wave. As they rested, class=SpellE>Naruto gave Sasuke a hickey on the
neck, marking him as his.

Lazily
they parted, Sasuke dressing while Naruto cleared the
mess they had made on the window. Once finished,
the blonde hugged his hedgehog, nibbling on his ear.

"So,
what the hell did Foucault mean by class=SpellE>subjectivation?"

Sasuke'sstyle='mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-font-style:italic'> eyebrows began to
twitch. Seriously, why had he decided to date such a damn stubborn moron?

-------End-------

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