Blackmail and Betrayal

AN: Good Morning all! Hope you enjoy the chapter today! There was meant to be a little more plot but the smut monster showed up with a vengeance! I like writing smut for this story, I get to be more graphic, lol.

Chineseartist: I like that song, too, hehehe!

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Chapter 8


Sasuke lay in his bed beside his slumbering fiancé, staring blankly at the ceiling. His mind kept circling back to the blond that was currently occupying his couch in the other room. The intensity of their reactions to each other shook him deep inside, left him breathless and reeling in a way nothing else in his life ever had. He had a hard time picturing the two of them in any kind of relationship that involved the word “platonic.”

His yearning for the other man was like a craving that could only temporarily be sated. A need that was only fulfilled as long as the other was in his presence. A desire that could only be satisfied when the other man was setting his body ablaze with his touches and kisses.

Kisses…

Sasuke’s eyes widened at the sudden, panicked realization that they had kissed. His heart pounded as a cold wash of fear shot through him. They had kissed. They had writhed together on the kitchen floor and kissed. He had never kissed the other men. He had told himself that he would never kiss another man. He had told himself that they were unimportant and had kept it impersonal.

But he had kissed Naruto.

What was it about the man that attracted him so? What was it that kept him coming back even after his desires had been sated? There had been a small handful of other men with which he had engaged in sexual activities. Granted it had only been oral activities, but they had been very pleasurable. However, he had never been tempted to try to find any of the men again. Sasuke had a moment of complete honesty with himself as he admitted that he would have come back to the bar, hoping to find the blond again.

He glanced over at Sakura and realized he had never felt those things with her, either. He cared for her, he loved her to an extent, but she didn’t ignite his soul. She didn’t cloud his judgment or take over his thoughts until he was afraid he was starting to obsess.

However, she represented stability in his life. She represented the things that his parents had wanted for him and the familial duties that they had wanted him to fulfill. He didn’t want to disregard his parents’ wishes just because they were no longer there to express them. Perhaps especially since they were not there.

He realized with some self-disgust that he was greedy enough to want it all. He wanted the normality of being married to Sakura, but the passion and desire he found in Naruto. However tempting it was to have both, he knew realistically that it would only hurt all of them in the long run and both Sakura and Naruto deserved better.

As he stared at the shrouded, pink-haired form beside him, he tried to picture his future with her. He deliberately contemplated the phrase “til death do us part.” He could see himself taking pride in his accomplishments at work, see himself with a vague sense of dissatisfaction in being in a relationship based off of friendship and duty, he could see himself searching the shadows restlessly wanting something to make him feel alive for at least a few moments at a time and he could see it all stretch out endlessly before him. One day looking just like the next, stretching out to emotional oblivion.

And if he embraced his desires?

There was no guarantee that Naruto and he would last. There was nothing that indicated that the blond beauty would hang around after this case was done. Could he handle the potential fallout from work, from Sakura and her family or from his few acquaintances?

A relationship like that promised ostracism, stress and heartache. A relationship like that promised desire, passion, challenge and the most tempting thing: freedom. Freedom to be who he was and to live like he wanted to live and to love where his heart took him. However that freedom also opened him up to losing everything all over again.

Cursing his own mind for moving once more in a complete circle, he stood up from the bed and, clad only in a pair of dark sleep pants, quietly walked into the darkened living room.

The object of his confusion was sprawled out on the creamy beige upholstery, one arm curled under his head, the other hanging onto the carpet below. The sheet was pushed down to his hips, leaving a broad expanse of tanned skin to capture Sasuke’s eyes. He visually traced the toned body, drifting over pecs, down the indentations and ridges of ribs and then over the smooth bulge of defined abs.

What would it be like to wake up in the middle of the night, held against or holding that chest? What would it be like to wake up and feel no hesitation about running his pale hand smoothly and lightly over that body?

He knew what he wanted but was it foolhardiness to go after it? Was he just chasing a dream that would lead to his own loneliness?

He moved over to sit down in the matching armchair as his eyes remained trained on his guest.

Could he be as brave as Naruto and try to break out of the gilded cage he was in, not knowing what awaited him?

It was with that thought in his mind that he noticed the slight glint of azure directed his way. He lifted his eyes to meet the calm, tranquil gaze that seemed to be content with studying him.

He wanted to apologize for disturbing the blond. He wanted to ask if what they had was real, as lame as the question was. He wanted to know how it was possible for Naruto to affect him this way in such a short time.

He wanted to give voice to all of these things, but somehow merely sat mutely, unable to utter a word.

The rustling of cloth announced the sheet being pulled off as Naruto stood and traversed the few steps separating them. The blue eyes stared down at him for a moment before the tanned body lowered itself to kneel between his thighs.

Naruto reached out and gently brushed his hand over Sasuke’s cheek, gently moving the hair back from his face and to behind his ear. The rough pad of a thumb brushed over his pale pink lips creating little sparks of awareness in their wake. The fingers on Sasuke’s chin tenderly tilted his head to the side as lips came down to meet his.

The kiss was slow and languid, pulling Sasuke down into a dark serenity where his lust and desire burned in a lazy manner, banked and waiting for Naruto’s energy to feed them.

Naruto pulled his open mouth away from Sasuke’s, letting his lips brush teasingly against the other male’s. Sasuke tried to lean forward, tried to reconnect them, but a hand that he hadn’t even realize was in his hair tightened, preventing the movement. Naruto leaned his parted lips down once more and Sasuke tilted his head up eagerly only to receive a hot puff of air against the swollen and sensitive skin. Once again that skilled mouth was pulled back away from his making him want to growl in frustration.

Once he saw the black eyes flash in both irritation and need, Naruto crashed his lips back down onto Sasuke’s, plunging his tongue in and stealing the Uchiha’s breath. Sasuke’s hands went to Naruto’s strong shoulders and dug his fingers in before pulling the broader man into him. The kiss was almost frantic with lips, teeth and tongues working on conquering each other.

A second hand moved up into Sasuke’s hair and both pulled his head back, pinning it to the back of the armchair and baring his throat. He couldn’t help but arch up into the sensation, trying to force his body to keep in contact with the blond’s but missing by mere inches.

Naruto’s head dipped and a wet tongue touched down on Sasuke’s solar plexus before dragging itself all the way up to his neck. The chill of the air hitting the damp skin was impeded when a muscled chest was pressed to his own as Naruto buried his nose into the dark, fine hair just behind his ear.

Lips started to move in feather-like caresses against the soft skin of his neck and he tried to shift into the touch, to gain more contact. There was a firm but short tug on his head from the fists clenched in his locks that somehow pushed him back into the stillness from earlier. Once he stopped moving, the hot breath returned to torment his flesh as those lips, an odd combination of soft from fullness and rough from faint chapping, started to tease his senses yet again.

Sasuke’s breath left in a rush as the warm moistness of Naruto’s tongue dipped into the hollow of his throat. Somewhere in the back of his mind a voice was yelling out that this was too risky, that this was insane, that Sakura was just in the other room and could notice his absence. That voice was silenced by the feel of Naruto lapping his way across the taut muscles of his chest toward his left nipple.

Sasuke’s hands had slid down to lightly hold onto the blond’s sides, his palms cupping the heated skin of the body before him. He wanted to move this along and yet he liked this torture; liked how Naruto was taking his time to explore him. He wanted to have the other man prove to him that there was something more between them, not just quick, hot sex.

There was a moment of stillness and then hot air washed across his nipple, a warning, a prelude, of what was to come. Time seemed to draw out as the mouth hovered over his sensitive skin before latching onto him and trying to devour his flesh. His back arched as he gasped, dragging air into his lungs. But before he could exhale it in a wanton moan, a hand clasped over his mouth, muffling the sound and causing Sasuke to cut it short with some difficulty.

Naruto suckled and nipped, licked and lathed the skin, causing Sasuke’s desire to well up once more, ready to be unleashed. This time he wasn’t brought back down. This time Naruto continued his rough treatment as he lowered his head even further, letting go of his hold on the other man’s head.

Sasuke glanced up reflexively, making sure that Sakura wasn’t in the room, wasn’t watching their display. Naruto grabbed the cloth covered knees and shoved them apart with a sharp movement, bringing Sasuke’s attention forcibly back to him. The blue eyes seemed to burn up at him, telling him that there was nothing else more important than what they were doing.

The blue was obscured by blond as Naruto bent his head forward once more. The smooth, vulnerable skin of Sasuke’s stomach shivered as heat washed over it, heat from Naruto’s body, heat from desire and heat from his warm breath. The tongue darted out to flick against his navel before running around the skin surrounding it. Teeth nipped teasingly at the fading marks that he had left before and Sasuke took the opportunity to bury his fingers into Naruto’s thick hair.

Blunt fingers moved up to each hip and grabbed a handful of cloth and began pulling. Sasuke lifted his hips, allowing Naruto to nuzzle the sensitive skin above where the dark curls began. Once Sasuke was sitting back down, Naruto moved back to pull the pants the rest of the way off. Sasuke felt the sensual brush of silk as the blond moved back into position.

Rough, strong hands ran up Sasuke’s calves, brushing against the fine dark hairs in their path before moving around in front to skim up the pale, toned thighs. The hands stopped, fingers splayed out and framing the jutting hardness at the juncture of his pelvis. Sasuke shifted restlessly, trying to urge the hands further, trying to get them to touch him where he burned the hottest.

Naruto once more leaned his head down and Sasuke’s breath caught at just the thought of that mouth wrapping around him. But instead of the warm, silken cavern that he was expecting, he felt instead the faintly ridged texture of the blond’s cheek brushing against the satiny skin of his erection.

The blond nuzzled him a few times, before starting to turn his face. His nose brushed across the velvety smoothness as his exhalation swept over Sasuke’s balls, causing the responsive skin to shift and move and undulate of its own volition. Sasuke felt the vibration of Naruto’s quiet laughter on the insides of his thighs and had to resist the urge to wrap his legs around the other man’s torso.

A tanned hand moved up and gently, carefully drew nails over the tightened skin and Naruto watched in delighted fascination as it simultaneously loosened and tightened, causing a swirling motion over the orbs that it contained. A hand clenched warningly in his hair and he looked up to see both the amusement and frustration that his play was causing.

Keeping his eyes locked on the black abyssal gaze above him, Naruto curled his fingers around the firm shaft to lift the swollen head to his mouth. He slowly guided Sasuke’s cock so that the tip coated his lips in the glossy fluid weeping from the slit. Once done, his tongue slowly came out and slid across his lips in a lewd but arousing display. Without any conscious thought, Sasuke gave a little thrust of his hips so that the back of Naruto’s tongue grazed his cock, sending a shiver up his spine.

Naruto gave a thorough swipe over the crown with the flat of his tongue, causing Sasuke to gasp in pleasure. He then let go and moved away, drawing his partner’s curious eyes as he moved over to his bag sitting next to the couch. He quickly fished out a couple of items before returning to his previous position. Sasuke saw the wash cloth, small bottle and familiar foil packet that he dropped on the floor next to his knee.

The brunet looked up at Naruto and saw the confirmation in the blue eyes that yes, indeed, he was going to have the blond’s cock deep in his ass before the night was over. His breath shuddered out as nerves and anticipation made his body quiver. He wanted Naruto penetrating him, taking him, but he also worried if they could be quiet enough not to wake the woman in the next room.

Naruto hooked his arms underneath Sasuke’s knees and pulled the other man down until his bottom was resting at the edge of the cushion. Keeping his arms in place, he then pushed the pale legs up and apart, revealing everything to his eyes. He felt the muscles tense slightly as Sasuke quelled the reflexive urge to close himself off again.

Once he was sure that the legs would stay where he wanted them, he whispered a quiet, husky, “Hold them there.”

Sasuke’s hands tentatively came around and gripped behind his knees as Naruto slid his hands away.

His rough palms glided down the backs of Sasuke’s thighs and then over the firm globes of his buttocks before bringing his thumbs to rest on either side of the puckered skin below his sac. His entrance to heaven awaited him; he just needed to prepare it for his homecoming.

Naruto bent down to nuzzle Sasuke’s balls for a moment before dropping kisses upon them. He took first one into his mouth where he applied gently suction on it before bathing it with his tongue and then treated the other the same way.

Sasuke’s eyes had closed in quiet pleasure, enjoying the attention he was receiving. He heard some muffled noises from below and knew that Naruto was about to step things up a bit. He didn’t flinch when the cold fingers brushed against his anus, but did draw in a deep breath as the first digit breached him. Each thrust reached farther inside until Naruto was all the way to the last knuckle. He pulled his finger almost all of the way out and joined it with another and repeated the procedure.

Keeping his eyes on Sasuke’s face and his mouth teasing the other’s scrotum, he swept his fingers along the smooth walls of Sasuke’s rectum. Once he found the firmness that denoted the location of the gland, he began to gently rub and massage.

Sasuke threw back his head with a sharp gasp, trying desperately not to moan out loud. His cock jumped as blood surged harder into it and he quickly let go of his right leg to wrap his hand around it. He propped his foot onto Naruto’s broad shoulder as his fist began a firm but slow stroke. Neither one of them wanted this to end too soon but it just felt so goddamned good that he couldn’t bring himself to halt his administrations.

Naruto watched, enthralled as Sasuke’s hand moved upon himself. He kept moving his fingers, putting his wrist into it for as much effect as he could get. Sasuke’s head jerked first to one side as he sped his hand up and then to the other as the pleasure started to burn hotter in his veins.

As the fluttering muscles started to clench harder and longer onto his fingers, Naruto reluctantly slowed down. He would have loved to just watch as both of them brought Sasuke to a hard, intense orgasm, but he had a different agenda tonight. He slowly pulled his fingers out and saw that the pale hand had stopped and was just clutching the erection tightly.

Naruto made no effort to try to be subtle as he picked up the washcloth and wiped his fingers off. He then grabbed and ripped open the foil package, pulled his hard cock out of the silken boxers that were now smeared with his excited secretions and rolled the rubber down onto himself. That done, he smeared on some extra lube and moved up until his tip was pressed up against the reddened hole. He then slowly started to ease himself inside.

Sasuke once more began to slowly stroke himself to concentrate on something other than the stinging sensation of being stretched open. Touching himself caused the penetration to become erotic rather than uncomfortable as the pleasure mingled with the slight pain.

It was an odd yet deeply gratifying sensation to be stretched and filled with Naruto’s rigid cock. This is what he craved that Sakura couldn’t give him. He didn’t want soft and curvy, he didn’t want to fight for every ounce of passion, he didn’t want someone naïve and innocent. He wanted to be taken by someone who knew what they were doing and was able to satisfy his desires; he wanted to be taken by someone with a hard body and an even harder dick. He could only imagine what it would be like to watch the throbbing organ sliding in and out of his body from Naruto’s perspective.

Dismissing the fantasy in favor of the immediate reality, he looked up into Naruto’s face. Those eyes practically glowed with blue flame as they took in his flushed and panting countenance. A shudder danced through his body, causing Naruto’s rough hands to tighten on his hips in response.

He wanted Naruto.

Naruto pulled back, easing himself out of the tight passage that gripped and clung to him desperately. Once only the tip remained, he started pushing back in at the same leisurely pace. He gripped Sasuke’s thighs and pushed them back even further, tilting his ass up so that his cock kneaded that same area that his fingers had earlier. He watched as Sasuke’s body jumped and quivered with every smooth, steady thrust. It was all he could do not to start slamming into him just to watch him yell and shout in pleasure.

Naruto noticed that Sasuke’s hand had started to speed up and knew that the brunet wasn’t aware of it. He reached down and touched the man’s elbow, causing the black eyes to snap back open.

“Slow down,” Naruto whispered breathily. “Follow my lead.”

A jerky nod was the response as the hand slowed down on the weeping erection. It was so erotic just watching Sasuke writhe beneath him. He was just so fucking beautiful in his passion; as if he were made to be this way, spread out and panting under Naruto and only for Naruto.

He very rarely had sex outside of his job; there just wasn’t any incentive or desire. But Sasuke seemed to make his body come alive with his presence, by just a glance, a brush of skin on skin, hell even a smirk. He couldn’t get enough of the dark-haired man; he began to wonder if he could ever get enough.

Push, pull, push, pull; they continued to move slowly, sensually together. Naruto lowered Sasuke’s legs and wrapped his arms underneath him to pull him down onto his pelvis as he sat back on his heels. The move left the pale body stretched out before him as Sasuke’s back rested on the cushion of the armchair. Naruto leaned down and began to kiss and lick across the toned chest, letting his mouth wander randomly as he concentrated on moving them rhythmically together.

The muscles stood out in Naruto’s arms as he fought to keep the pace at the same lazy speed. It was more work this way but it was worth it to watch every nuance on Sasuke’s face. The endless black of his lover’s eyes watched him for a few moments before he pushed himself up and fully into Naruto’s embrace.

Their motions slowed a little as their mouths met and joined. For once Sasuke was the instigator, he was the one that gripped Naruto’s hair and controlled the kiss. He was the one that started to move upon the hardness impaled within his body, he decided to set the pace.

Lips pulled away to move to his ear. “I want you,” Sasuke told him quietly but calmly, almost as if he were telling Naruto the forecast for tomorrow. It wasn’t a lusty utterance, a passion-filled moment of confession; it was a statement of fact. And for that it meant more to Naruto than any passion-filled words that had ever been whispered to him and then promptly forgotten.

With that, Sasuke began to move faster and harder onto Naruto.

Naruto wrapped his arms tighter around the pale, tone body and began to help him in his motions. Normally, with anyone else, he might have taken advantage of their close proximity to whisper naughty words in his lover’s ear. Perhaps about how he was a closet exhibitionist and liked being fucked while his fiancé was in the next room. However, Naruto didn’t want Sasuke thinking about the pink-haired woman. He didn’t want Sasuke thinking about anyone but him.

“Sasuke,” he whispered instead, trying to stay away from his seductive bedroom tones but unable to hold the huskiness totally at bay. He wanted his lover to know that he was being just as serious as he had been. “I want to keep you."

Sasuke’s head quickly turned to his as those black eyes seemed to draw him in and not let go. “Naruto-”

Naruto mouth cut him off though with a desperate kiss. He didn’t want to hear the logic and reasoning that was sure to be spout from between those perfect lips. He knew that wanting someone and wanting to keep someone were two totally different things and he didn’t want to hear the rejection. Not right now, not when he had the man’s body within his embrace. He would deal with it later, when he could shut himself off and not feel anything. Right now he was too open, too vulnerable.

He began bouncing Sasuke rapidly on his cock, deep quick strokes that took both of their breaths away and prevented speech. Skin slapping against skin was the main sound in the room, underscored by heavy panting and the occasional short, soft moan.

Finally, Sasuke had to latch onto Naruto’s shoulder with his mouth to help stifle the urge to cry out. For one wild moment he almost didn’t care if Sakura heard, he was at his limit; the sensations had built into a pressure that had to be let loose. A frenzied panting began in his ear, almost scalding him from the heat of the breath.

Sasuke’s teeth sank down into skin as he wildly scrabbled his fingernails over the tanned back, his body preparing to give Naruto everything that he had left in him.

They both clung to each other as one last hard slam sent them over the edge. Naruto’s teeth clenched over a shout as his mind blanked out. He buried his nose into Sasuke’s scent as the waves of pleasure rocked his body. He felt the trembling and shuddering of the other man all around him and held him tightly, never wanting to let him go.

Eventually, their muscles started to unlock and relax even as their lungs worked desperately to catch up. They both refused to let go of each other however, and merely clung to each other, ignoring the way that the sweat started to chill on their bodies. Naruto felt the slick sensation of his cum leaking out of the condom and sliding over his balls, but he still refused to move.

It was only when Sasuke felt his legs starting to cramp did he stir. Naruto reached down and held the base of the rubber as he slid out, allowing Sasuke to slide down on the floor beside him.

He quickly cleaned Sasuke off first with the wash cloth so that he could pull his sleeping pants back on. He then wiped himself off, watching curiously out of the corner of his eye as Sasuke moved carefully over to the couch and rearranged the blankets. He tossed the used condom in one of his baggies, grabbed the silk boxers (now dried and a little crusty from earlier, but wearable) and tugged them back on before turning back to his host.

The pale man had climbed into the blankets on the couch and was holding them aside for Naruto.

Naruto’s eyes widened slightly. He had expected Sasuke to go back to bed, not volunteer to sleep with him.

“I have my watch set to go off at six. We’ll grab a quick shower, go get some breakfast and then check out the other house,” he said quietly, still holding the blankets expectantly.

“But what about…” He gave a look towards the bedroom pointedly.

“She won’t get up before eight. We’ll be fine,” he answered. Naruto was unable to fully decipher the look that was directed at him. It was a mixture of things, but he was able to recognize the slight challenge in them.

He slowly nodded and slid in next to Sasuke, feeling the pale but strong arms wrap around him from behind. It was odd, it was strange, it was something that had never really happened to him before, but it felt so good to be held. He felt safe and sheltered, not a sensation that he was used to.

After a few moments, the toll of the days many events finally caught up with him and he relaxed into the embrace. As his mind was sinking down into oblivious, a warm breath tickled his ear.

“I’ll protect you.”

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Sakura yawned as she woke the next morning. It was a little later in the morning than she had meant to wake up, but that was fine, she hadn’t really had any plans for today since it was her day off.

She was an assistant in a skin care clinic where her nursing status was highly valued yet didn’t require her to be around blood and gore. She had tried to work in a hospital but was unable to continue to do so after the first time someone had come into the emergency room with half their arm hanging off from a chainsaw accident.

It still gave her nightmares.

After putting on her robe, she walked out to the kitchen to fix herself some breakfast. As expected, Sasuke wasn’t anywhere to be found but he had left a note on the bar saying that they had gotten an early start and he was unsure when he would be home.

Nothing unusual.

Sometimes she believed he cared more about his job than her. She knew he was dedicated and she respected him for it, but he just didn’t know when to stop and come home. Everyone had limits and there was only so much a person could do, but he always pushed himself to go beyond that. She always worried that he was going to push himself into an early grave if he wasn’t careful.

She quickly added water to the pancake mix and shook it up in the convenient little bottle. She turned on the griddle and, while it was warming, took a moment to pull out some orange juice.

Perhaps she was asking too much from Sasuke. The radio and TV was filled with talk shows that addressed the sexual problems of couples and it always encouraged outrageous things in the bedroom. Of course she attributed that to a desire for ratings rather than practical advice. A man should be considerate of a woman’s needs and sensibilities. It had been how she was raised and what she firmly believed in.

Perhaps her parents had been wrong in thinking that the two of them were compatible. Sasuke apparently needed someone who could handle his… urges. Although she truly felt that if he would just go to the counselor with her that he could learn to control those darker, baser needs.

She poured the batter onto the griddle and watched it start to sizzle around the edges. She was pulled out of her thoughts as the phone began to ring.

“Hello?” she asked pleasantly enough.

“Ms. Haruno? This is Baki, is Uchiha around?” the voice asked in a slightly irritated manner.

Sakura glanced at the clock on the microwave. It was after ten, Sasuke should have been at the station long ago.

“No, Captain, he left early this morning with Naruto,” she said as she flipped a pancake.

“Naruto?” the voice on the other end of the line asked in confusion.

Sakura paused. “Yes, his new partner? Uzumaki, I think he said his name was. Blond, blue-eyed. Three scars on either side of his face.” He could probably get those removed or at least better hidden. She would have to ask at the clinic tomorrow.

“Oh! Yes, of course, Uzumaki. So many new recruits here. Thank you for your time, Ms. Haruno. Good day.” The line went dead.

Sakura frowned. “I thought he had been transferred from vice?”


TBC