The Bet of Love

Naru:   YAY!  The final round is here!

Yami Naru:   Yep.  There’s something special for those Yaoi fans in here.  Beside the fact I got really lazy with this chapter.

Naru:  So true you lazy bum.  So much like the other lazy bum Shikamaru.

Yami Naru:   -smacks sister upside her head-  Shut it.  I and Shika rock!  Disclaimer time!  We don’t own Naruto or the song ‘Please Don’t Stop the Music’ by  ‘Rihanna’, nor are we part of any record industries within the range of the country we live in or outside of the country.  Read and Review.

 

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“Talk”

‘Thought’

-Scene change-

//Song//

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Chapter 8: Final round

 

One month for the third round of the exams had pasted rather quickly rather quickly for the ninjas still participating in it.  All eight finalists were currently standing in the stadium arena.  Most of the village as well nobles and citizens from other places were in the stands of the stands ready and excited for watch the matches to start.

 

"Ok everyone.  Were here to watch the watch the matches of the remaining ninja's to see who will make it to be Chuunin.  The same rules apply as in the preliminary matches. Let the matches begin!" The examiner explained as he yelled over the cheering crowd.

 

First match, Gaara, Suna Nin V.S. Sasuke, leaf Nin.  Gaara won. 

Second match, Temeri, Suna Nin V.S. Shikamaru, leaf Nin.  Temeri won.

Third match, Shino, leaf Nin V.S. Kankuro, Suna Nin.  Shino won. 

Final match, Naruto, leaf Nin V.S. Neji, leaf Nin. 

Whispers were hared as Naruto name was called out.  They thought Naruto left the village four years ago for good.  Naruto ignore the whisper as his battle went under way.  Naruto won. 

 

The crowd cheered as matches ended with select few ninjas that were going to be promoted to chuunin soon.  The small group of friends went out to celebrate the matches turn out in one Konohagakure many night clubs in the red light district.

 

------Night Club-----

 

All, except Gaara, was drinking and talking about old days and things that were happing in and out the village.  Rock Lee was off somewhere smashing stuff while Ninja and Ten-Ten try to stop their teammate in dismay.

 

"Oi Naoto," Naruto happily said with a slight giggle.

 

"What?" He retorted to his ex-teammate giving the blond a suspicious look.  He knew alcohol make his friend do crazy things but no one from Kiri team stopped him.

 

“Who the fuck gave Lee sake?!” a familiar male voice screamed out into the room.  A few crashes and breaking noises as well screams of pain soon followed the unanswered question.

 

"Let’s dance," Naruto said as he pulled a shocked Naoto to the dance floor.  But the Kiri ninja soon groaned out loud knowing dancing will be the crazy thing friend will be doing.  And he has been drag into it knowing full in well what will happen afterwards.

 

//Please don't stop the music, music, music, music, music

Please don't stop the music, music, music, music, music

Please don't stop the music, music, music, music, music

Please don't stop the music, music, music, music, music //

 

Mao, a random civilian, Kakashi, and Iruka soon joined the two ninjas on the dance floor.  Flashing lights of color covered the area.  The beams of lights showing the bodies of people dancing close to one another.  Dancing to the tech like beat of the song.

 

//It's getting late

I'm making my way over to

My favorite place

I gotta get my body moving

Shake the stress away

I wasn't looking for nobody when you looked my way

Possible candidate, yeah

Who knew

That you'd be up in here looking like you do

You makin' staying over here, impossible

Baby, Ima say your aura is incredible

If you don't have to go, don't.//

 

Some of the lights flashing all around onto the people, dancing to the beat of the song, the music flow in them and around them.  Letting them melt to the music and the bodies around them. Surrendering to the beat and bodies.

 

// Do you know what just started?

I just came here to party

But now we're rockin on the dance floor, actin' naughty

Your hands around my waist

Just let the music play

We're hand in hand chest to chest and now we're face to face//

 

 Mist and smoke rise in the room.  Lights illuminated the mixed colors upon the cloud as people continue dance.

 

//I wanna take you away

Let's escape into the music, DJ let it play

I just can't refuse it

Like the way you do this

Keep on rockin' to it

Please don't stop the, please don't stop the music

I wanna take you away

Let's escape into the music, DJ let it play

I just can't refuse it

Like the way you do this

Keep on rockin' to it

Please don't stop the, please don't stop the

Please don't stop the music//

 

Hitting the floor, dancing to the sexual intent the song gives off, sexual thoughts running through their minds.  Rubbing bodies together, flowing up and down against one another and against other people.

 

//Baby are you ready ‘cause it's getting’ close

Don't you feel the passion ready to explode?

What goes on between us no-one has to know

This is a private show (oh)



Do you know what just started?

I just came here to party

But now we're rockin’ on the dance floor, actin' naughty

Your hands around my waist

Just let the music play

We're hand in hand chest to chest and now we're face to face//

 

Crimson lights hit both Naoto and Naruto.  A circle unconsciously formed around the two as they continued to dance.  Naruto pressed his body tightly against the mist ninja.  Sweat coats each other in the passion and heat of the night.

 

//I wanna take you away

Let's escape into the music, DJ let it play

I just can't refuse it

Like the way you do this

Keep on rockin' to it

Please don't stop the, please don't stop the music

I wanna take you away

Let's escape into the music, DJ let it play

I just can't refuse it

Like the way you do this

Keep on rockin' to it

Please don't stop the, please don't stop the

Please don't stop the music

Mama-ko, mama-sa, ma-ka-ma-ko-ssa

Mama-ko, mama-sa, ma-ka-ma-ko-ssa

Please don’t stop the music

Mama-ko, mama-sa, ma-ka-ma-ko-ssa

Mama-ko, mama-sa, ma-ka-ma-ko-ssa

Please don’t stop the music

Please don’t stop the music//

 

Naoto placed his hands onto the blond waist.  Naruto twisted in the arms of his friend so that part of his side was leaning against the other chest before placing between his partner legs.  Naoto growl at the sudden change of pace while Naruto just smirked.

 

//I wanna take you away

Let's escape into the music, DJ let it play

I just can't refuse it

Like the way you do this

Keep on rockin' to it

Please don't stop the, please don't stop the music

I wanna take you away

Let's escape into the music, DJ let it play

I just can't refuse it

Like the way you do this

Keep on rockin' to it

Please don't stop the, please don't stop the

Please don't stop the music

Mama-ko, mama-sa, ma-ka-ma-ko-ssa

Mama-ko, mama-sa, ma-ka-ma-ko-ssa

Please don’t stop the music

Mama-ko, mama-sa, ma-ka-ma-ko-ssa

Mama-ko, mama-sa, ma-ka-ma-ko-ssa

Please don’t stop the music

Please don’t stop the music

Please don't stop the music, music, music, music//

 

As they got up, Naruto pressed his leg up against Naoto.  The song ended with the two sweating and a cheering crowed around them.  They left the club and friends there.  They were headed towards Naoto house.

 

-----Naoto House, bedroom-----

 

Naruto growls again and tugs his partner head to the side sharply. Naoto hisses at the pull on his hair, and hisses even more as a rough finger brushes his bared neck.  He has his finger right in the middle of it. Naoto's skin tingles, alive in a way he has never known before. He hisses in offense when Naruto finger starts circling it, rubbing it. Between that and the grip on his hair that forces him to offer his neck.

 

He tries to shake his head, tries to pull away from Naruto's hands. Naruto growls back, not letting him go.  Naoto ends up with his cheekbone and his nose brushing Naruto's stomach.  Naruto shudders. Naoto smirks.  He almost yelps when the constant pull on his hair becomes a sharp tug, when Naruto's other hand grabs his shoulder. He smirks instead, and licks the elegant rune on Naruto's abs again.  Naruto is frozen on the spot, and Naoto thinks of ordering him to let go of his hair before he makes him bald. But counterattacking is much more satisfying. 

 

He bites one of the neck of the mist ninja.  Naruto growls, forcing his head back. Neither says anything; they just stare, eyes narrowed, locked in a battle of wills. Naoto is on the ground, throat bared, but he refuses to back down. Naruto will have to make him.



Naruto has calluses; they scratch Naoto's neck and it would be painful if it didn't make shivers run down his back. The hand in his hair shoves his head forward, presses his face against Naruto's stomach.  Naruto doesn't say anything. They're past words right now. Naoto knows what he wants anyway.  Naruto brushing his thumb over Naoto's neck again, in a wide arc that goes from the base of his neck to his jaw and back down again.

 

Naoto realizes he's panting, lips parted, when he notices that he can taste Naruto's skin.  Naruto's thumb is still rubbing, up, down, up, down, up -- and sometimes around as well, in a precise circular motion that makes Naoto bite his lip and shiver and fight not to pant. Naruto's thumb goes back to the usual pattern a few times, sending a jolt down his spine with each sweep, then goes right back to circling the edges.  The only solution Naoto finds not to moan out loud is by pressing his mouth to Naruto's skin. He's going to go crazy if he doesn't find something else to concentrate on.

 

So he bites Naruto's suntanned skin again.  Naruto twitches. Naoto mouths the outer symbols. Naruto gasps and his thumb stops moving for a few second. This is a triumph. So he nuzzles his hard muscles, and starts trailing nibbles over the mirroring patterns on the edges. Naruto thinks he's in control, with his hand in Naoto's hair and his towering position, but every little hitch in his breathing is a success for Naoto.  The spiral starts right under his nose. With the tip of his tongue, he tastes it, almost purring in amused triumph when Naruto's stomach muscles tense. He's shoved against Naruto's stomach, his hair tugged again. He bites him.

 

He licks the bite mark, bites a little lower, licks again.  Naruto's hands are strong, and calloused, and he can feel the prickle of growing claws on his skin. He tries to pull away, just to feel them tighten, shove him back in place. He bites, just to feel the warning tug on his hair. He keeps licking and nuzzling and mouthing, just for that soft caress on a little corner of his skin that feels better than anything else. And then the hand on his shoulder disappears, and he opens his eyes and frowns, and notices that indeed, Naruto doesn't have a tan line.

 

He knows because Naruto's pants are currently around his thighs. He can see that because the hand clenched in his hair is pushing his head down. He can see a lot of things, including the fact that Naruto is a natural blond.  He struggles and bites, his hands grabbing Naruto's hips to push away from him, but Naruto forces him against the wall and there's nowhere to go. And then his jaws are pried apart, and he tastes skin on his lips, and then the hand in his hair shoves him forward and he ends up with his mouth full of cock. 

 

He glares up at Naruto. Naruto's eyes are closed; he doesn't seem to care. Naoto thinks about pushing him off -- but then the thumb starts caressing his neck again. He closes his eyes and tries not to make a sound.  Naruto's hips move, just a little, dragging his shaft past his lips, in and out, in and out.  He lets his tongue brush against Naruto's erection, wetting it a little -- he doesn't want his lips getting chafed after all.  Naruto tastes the same on his stomach and on his cock, but not really.

 

There's something else, something more, something stronger. It's hard to pin down, especially when Naruto's moving faster, fucking his mouth without a care. Naoto makes a displeased noise, but he's not going to bite him there -- even he isn't that cruel.



"Suck," Naruto growls, he's leaning over him, forehead pressed against the wall. He's grimacing. He needs it bad. Naoto figures he may as well, since Naruto is close to openly begging for it.  So he wraps his lips around Naruto's cock and lets his tongue taste. Naruto's thrusting harder. Naoto tries to relax his throat but it's not that easy, and he gags a few times -- not that Naruto seems to care. Hell, it makes him moan, to feel Naoto's throat constricting around his head, the bastard.  Naruto's moaning. He moaned first. Naoto purrs in contentment around his erection, and doesn't even mind when he ends up with his nose in golden curls, unable to breathe.

 

The thumb on his neck has stopped rubbing; it's pressing down, now, his hand clenched painfully tight, and he can feel Naruto's claws scratching his skin. It hurts so well.  Naruto is moaning, and gasping, and trying to talk. Perversely, Naoto starts sucking harder, because it amuses him to make that chatty idiot Naruto unable to find his words. Because hearing his name in that breathless, desperately aroused tone is a triumph, because he loves having the upper hand. 

 

Naruto tugs on his hair sharply and it makes him groan, struggle to free himself. He loses a tuft of hair, and tries to protest, hands clenching on Naruto's thighs, and then chokes on Naruto's cock again when the blond shoves it all the way in. The idiot is thrusting hard enough that Naoto is actually starting to worry about his nose; the way it keeps bumping against Naruto's rock-hard muscles can't be good. As for his throat, he already knows it's going to hurt for days afterwards. Naruto gasps, and tenses, and Naoto loses more hairs and he knows what's going to happen. He isn't surprised by the sudden bitter taste in his mouth, but he is surprised when he's pulled back by the hair and his mouth is suddenly empty -- and semen splatters all over his face.



"Hey!" he protests, glowering angrily. Naruto is panting, leaning over him on the wall. Naoto punches his thigh, trying to turn away when the blond rubs his softening cock on his cheek, spreading his come even more.  He feels boxed in, with Naruto's feet planted on both sides of his legs and his upper body curled over him like that. It annoys him. And the selfish bastard is so busy handling his penis that he can't be bothered touching anything else.

 

Then suddenly he's nose to nose with Naruto, because the blond is straddling his legs. Great; now he's pinned down too. He glares, lifting his hand to wipe his cheek clean -- Naruto grabs his wrist and pulls it down, and then leans forward to lick a drop of semen off Naoto's chin. Surprised, he blinks; staring–then has to close his eyes because there's some on his eyelid. Naruto's lips are wet and warm, a little chapped. Naoto decides to let him clean him up; after coming all over him, it's really the least that idiot can do. His lips are bruised, and wet. Reflexively, he licks them clean–just as Naruto himself does. Their tongues brush against each other.

 

Naoto frowns as Naruto licks his lower lip, and bites Naruto. Naruto bites back, and then pushes his tongue in Naoto's mouth forcefully. Pressing him against the wall, he explores Naoto's mouth, hunting for the taste of himself. Naoto licks at his tongue right back, up until the point where he realizes that this could be called a kiss. Then he remembers that he's angry at Naruto for being a selfish bastard, and turns his head away, abandoning yet another tuft of hair to his hold.



Naruto laughs, a low, purring sound that makes something in Naoto's guts tighten, and starts licking a path along his jaw. It's all wet and Naoto jerks his face away. Naruto's mouth finds his throat, his free hand rubbing and kneading Naoto's shoulder. The tingle comes back. Naoto closes his eyes -- because he's so miffed he can't bear to look at Naruto, of course. Not because he suddenly can't catch his breath, not because he can feel every millimeter of Naruto's progress with excruciating precision, not because he feels too much to have any concentration left for what he sees -- and knowing how much visual input his brain usually handles, that would mean something rather embarrassing for him.  And then Naruto's full, hot, wet lips find his the mark he had made earlier, and his tongue sweeps a wet path right over it, and Naoto's world explodes. His back arches violently, fingers clenching on Naruto's shoulders hard enough to bruise even the idiot -- he doesn't care. The tingle becomes a rush, pure sensation invading his whole being, and he rides it for all he's worth. They both collapsed on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

 

TO BE CONTINUED……