Musings

Musings

Smutty resemblance to a wannabe plot brought to you by Queen Creepy

Summary?
Rock Lee’s thoughts of Naruto, and Naruto’s thoughts of him. This ‘fic’ is more like…super drabble, clocking in at 530, minus the authoress notes.

Warnings?
Rock Lee is horny, Naruto is…Naruto, so, um, Limey/Lemon, surprise ending, my writing, and cheeeese…

Dedicate?
To my darling Fake, who inspired this in me via RP, my patient readers, who will hopefully not kill me for straying from the Hellsing fandom, and uh…Spike TV, it seems these days. CSI. Grissom. Sanders. Mrowl.

Comments?
Hi everybody! My name’s Queen Creepy.

Kakashi: Joy to the world.

QC: It seems Kakashi is my little humor muse in this world…although you may occasionally see Gaara. I have ambitions for this fandom…namely Naruto/Sasuke, Kakashi/Sasuke, Kakashi/Naruto, Gaara/Naruto, Gaara/Kankuro, Sasuke/ur…hmm…Itachi? And uhr…sorry if Rock sounds fucking fruity. He just seems that gay. Like Kuja. In joke. Don’t ask.

Kakashi: Fake doesn’t like him. Itachi that is. Or Kuja, for that matter.

QC: Well…we’ll see.

Kakashi: Riiight…about Itachi or Kuja?

QC: Shut it, you norty fluzball.

Kakashi: …The hell?


Rock Lee’s POV

I don’t know how I started staring at him, but now that I am, I realize how beautiful he truly is. Everything about the other male before me is radiant and golden, just like his hair. His hair is like spun gold, in itself, and I can only imagine what it would feel like to run my fingers through his soft hair. I can only fantasize what it would be like to lightly grip him by the blond stands as he worked his soft lips down my neck in butterfly kisses, or guide him lightly while whisper words of praise as I watched him bob gently in between my legs, his lips wrapped around my hardened flesh. I can only dream of what it would be like to run my hands over his soft face, still fleshy with youth, not yet drawn into an adult’s angular face, to feel the soft flutter of his whiskers against my fingertips.

I let my gaze roam over his body, and I can’t help but swallow and stare even more. Naruto is lithe, and just developing muscles. His skin is bronzed, and I find my mind wandering over what possibilities lie behind his ‘loud’ orange clothing, fill myself with the ethereal possibilities of slowly removing every inch of that carrot colored monstrosity, and reveal the beautiful tanned body beneath. I amaze myself with graphic imagery of kissing over every inch of sweat slicked flesh, Naruto’s mouth parted in soft cries as he grips my hair, or the sheets of the bed where he is spread apart, gloriously nude, one leg bent up on the bed while the other spread to the side, revealing everything to me. I see myself sucking and nibbling over every inch of soft body, mapping Naruto with my mouth and tongue.

My heart nearly races as I feel myself sink into a fantasy about Naruto, even more graphic than the last few. All the images of before melded together, and came to their beautiful zenith. Naruto was beneath me, gasping and writhing, clawing my back as his thighs tightened around my waist, trying to pull me deeper into his sheer heat, moans now pitching between screams and gasps. He rode my arousal while I thrust it harder into him, and he nearly wailed as he came, one fist clenched in my hair, dragging my lips down for a harsh kiss where I was bit into, one lip bleeding which he then suckled gently, the other hand digging into my hip, pulling me as close as he could. His bright blue eyes peered into mine, and a soft smile spread over his face, which he then buried in my neck, nestling me close while we lie entangled.

When I came back to the real world, I noticed I had two problems. One, I was very aroused. Two, Naruto was staring at me. I had to fight a blush. Such horrid thoughts before him, of all people! He would be repulsed…I wonder what he thinks of me?

Uzumaki Naruto’s POV

Big. Furry. Eyebrows.

Huge. Furry. Eyebrows.

How can he stand those eyebrows?! They take up half of his forehead!

-end-


QC: …I hope you enjoyed that as much as Fake and I did.

Kakashi: …You will be hit with large sticks and have small woodland creatures thrown at you. I feel like I watched you write a male/male bodice ripper.

QC: Awesome! Dinner! Naruto wears a bodice!

Kakashi: …

QC: So…please review? Or I won’t write anymore.

Kakashi: Please, leave right now.

QC: Actually, I’ll probably write anyway, so, pah.