Caught

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Naruto was wailing his lungs out and in an attempt to wiggle himself free, flinging his fists unable to hit anything.

“Baka…” Between clenched teeth, Sasuke had not completed his thought. It was obvious to him—and Naruto—why.

He stood off a few feet away from the vociferous blonde menace. And as the voice was still grating his inner ear, he stepped away a little more attempting to retain his focus and balance of the ground as the noise vibrations were dramatically off scale.

Meanwhile said blonde cold not stop screaming, yelling, growling and cursing desperately—himself, his damn luck, the stoic brunette and… and… and wiggling, twisting and flipping like a fish caught in a net.

“Ghrrh, stop moving away and help me! Damn it.”

Sasuke smirked at hearing the whimper behind the last curse and inched further back suppressing the urge to laugh at Naruto’s antics currently spinning out of control.

Watching the blonde exhaust himself was amusing.

Naruto was calming down or so Sasuke thought and deem safe to approach but a new wave of growling, screaming and cursing was under way… with as much force as the first.

“GrrrH! Aaah!”

On second thought, Sasuke further the gap between them and bark met his back. Perfect. Thought the teen, he’ll wait out the storm and brace himself for possible explosions against the tree.

Watching Naruto exercising the staggering amounts of stamina the blonde gave Sasuke ‘thoughts’.

These thoughts involved the blonde and his stamina.

Stamina to do and endure many, many things.

Things that involved something along the lines of what Naruto was currently enduring. The position was not bad. In fact it lent itself for many ideas. The brackets around the corners of his lips curved envisioning such ideas.

“Sasuke you bastard! Quit dozing off and help, damn it.”

He shook his head to dissipate the images in his head but came back a few seconds later one more creative than the first. This had been happening a lot lately…

Was Naruto getting clumsier or were his limbs not symmetrical in length?

Sasuke returned to the moment and lifted a corner of his lips in a most frightening attempt to not smile sardonically at the blonde that was currently trapped like a fish…anchored by the waist and unable to do anything, much less break free. Sasuke’s chest convulsed, internally laughing at the blonde’s antics for freedom and failing miserably.

Naruto was royally stuck.

Naruto’s booming voice was still frantic… and angry laced with insults and derogatory hand gestures.

And every time he yelled and insulted Sasuke, he swayed, twisted and turned on himself.

It would take some time before it was safe to approach without loosing one’s hearing or teeth in the process. Naruto was still running high in that stamina… let it steam out of him a bit longer, Sasuke decided. Naruto’s boundless amounts of energy could kill a lesser man…thought Sasuke…including himself. Although he was fully capable to match the blonde, said blonde could still run circles around him well into the night after Sasuke had marched home and tucked himself for the night.

“It’s your own fault dobe. You got yourself in that situation, get yourself out.”

And with that Sasuke watch Naruto burst with renewed energy in a lathery of curses all aimed at him, swinging his feet wildly and his arms, attempting to right himself and failing at balancing himself of his precarious position.

“Waaah!” Naruto opened wide to let out a frustrated wail. “Stupid bastard, why didn’t you tell me?”

“It was right in front of you, you could see it.”

“Wait til I get my hands on you, you ass, I’ll make you pay.”

Sasuke was trying his best at not outright laugh; his lips kept quivering in the attempt at control.

“Promises. Promises,” he teased the blonde, keeping a very bored expression on his face and voice spurring the trapped boy to follow through in his very Naruto fashion.

“I heard that!”

“You’re bark is far more painful than your bite.” Sasuke clarified as he was currently experiencing.

A string of expletives flowed.

Alright. Naruto was stuck. Hips were good and anchored to something solid and the rest of him was free and in a precarious position to do many, many things. Things which were currently overtaxing Sasuke’s little brain to the point of physical pain.

“Grh.”

He shifted his position to accommodate his growing problem.

The afternoon was beginning to dim. Sasuke took his eyes off the blonde to study the sky. Hints of red were beginning to shimmer across the horizon. No doubt people will soon be home from an arduous day at work ready to relax and wait for supper time.

Sasuke noticed from a distance that a few people had turned to look around the ruckus his blonde teammate was making and kept walking after giving him a glance… was that pity or contempt? They were going home for the day… He, however, was here waiting for the banshee to die down a bit. And help… maybe?

“NyaHHHHH!”

That sound indicated to Sasuke what he had been waiting for all this time, Naruto was ready to crack.

Grunts, mixed with whimpers. Naruto was still fighting to break loose.

Sasuke suspected that if the blonde has yet to come loose it was only because he didn’t want to break his childhood toy. Sentimentality aside, Naruto was strong. He could easily rip the damn harness off him.

In fact with some chakra properly channeled through body head, Naruto should be able to loosen the rubber and easily slip through the hole without destroying the object. The Uchiha’s area of expertise was fire jutsus, so to him and his family members it came as common sense to think of that. But Sasuke wasn’t planning to share that tidbit of useful information with Naruto who had yet to figure that out. If Naruto couldn’t figure that out, who was he to help?, He was far too entertained and it would ruin his immediate plan now that he’s finally made a decision to take action and fix his ‘little’ problem, for the time being.

Naruto was flailing less enthusiastically. He could see him struggle to get his hips free from his prison and at the attempt he nearly ended in a worse situation.

Naruto stuck his thumb in and had attempted to bend the rubber around him and make a small gap for his hipbone to make it through and nearly got his hand trapped. He looked scared for a second when he thought he would lose a limb. He lost his balance again and he tipped forward nearly kissing the floor. Blood rushing forth and making his face red but his hands prevented him from eating dirt. He couldn’t keep himself steady.

He panted and braced the rubber around him to lift himself up and get his legs to tip him down in order to stop the world from moving so much.

Naruto had only been sparing with Sasuke a couple of hours ago… or so. He wasn’t sure any more, ever since the kids past by distracting him on his pursue to win against his teammate. Instead, he launched himself head first into a frenzied attack also wanting to show off to the small crowd and as Sasuke diverted from his path he didn’t and got himself stuck between the rubber tire that hang off a tree and he so liked when he was younger… and obviously much smaller.

He snorted and tried to force his hips to move and inch…that’s all he needed, damn it… but to not even a nudge.

All he accomplished was to tip himself off balance again and swing around swaying in every direction without anything holding him but the rubber and spinning him out of control. Fortunately lunch had been long ago, he was feeling dizzy. And craving food now that he realized about time, but thoughts of ramen only made his stomach convulse… not good.

Frustrated…“Fuckkkk!”

Naruto started hitting the rubber with his fists. Only succeeded in making himself dizzy, again, boy was he going to be sore there.

“What’s with this swing?!” He had already tried hitting the rubber before, it hadn’t worked.

“LET-ME-GO!” Naruto emphasized each word spoken to the inanimate object holding him prisoner.

He had tried maneuvering his hips to turn himself and all it did was twist the elastic from the back of his pants to come lose from the rubber but he was still royally stuck. He felt like a turtle upside-down with his jacket all bunched up. In that position the button from is pants had popped inside the tire and he tried to turn himself over once again he could feel it tossing inside.

“Aw.” He whimpered again. Other options were not an option.

How exasperating it was that the bastard seating under a tree not too far from him refused to help. He could, like, help him stretch out the rubber long enough to get his hipbones through… But no, Sasuke just sat there all smug-faced and smirking at him. It just pissed him off.

“The damn bastard.”

Naruto kicked at the air.

Sasuke lifted his head off the clouds and wiped the corners of his mouth which were a little moist from his daydreaming. That sounded like his queue to step in and alleviate his blonde… soon.

Ah, Sasuke had been relishing the sight the blonde presented him with—the possibilities—but it had been too soon and early.

As he looked around, the area was empty. He extended his chakra to sense any body in the area that might hear any further screaming and… all clear.

Now it was safe to help.

The school had emptied its rooms a couple of hours ago and recently so had the few teachers that lingered much later than the students. Even Iruka had gone home. He had noticed the source of disruption as he had gone by and seeing as Sasuke was there biding his time until his ears could stop ringing he moved on and headed home, while sticking his fingers into his ears and shaking earnestly in order to recuperate his hearing senses.

“You called.”

Naruto forced himself to stay in balance by sheer will. And as he lifted his head he encountered a pair of legs and a crotch. He swallowed and attempted to lift his head further up to squint at the voice that had so calmly spoken. Sasuke’s crotch was way to close to his face. And his neck was beginning to hurt from that position, but Naruto refused to look down, instead he forced his neck to bend and look up, more.

“Bas—”

Unfortunately the moment he spoke was the moment he lost his balance again, even though his legs were supposed to weight him down from the back in order to tip him forward. The bastard chose to rest his hand against the cord of the swing and that did it for his legs to give just a bit and his whole upper body to tip down.

And squeak.

Naruto was getting sick of it, the dizzy spells, he closed his eyes and begged to whatever force to not let him land on the dirt and end up kissing Sasuke’s toes. But instead, he ended face-first on something soft, he barely felt himself tip forward or anything. He had instinctively closed his eyes and wait for the obvious outcome… but this was different. As he opened his eyes he felt something nudge him as it moved. White?

Sasuke did not expect that his small action would cause such an effect. He wanted to laugh but instead his body shivered at contact and forced his teeth to grind in order to prevent a sound from coming out of him. While he was concentrating on not feeling what he was feeling and grinding his teeth at being unable to ignore it. His crotch was another matter and independently acted on its own getting rather flustered itself and fresh since it chose to go ahead and do what it felt right for it.

Naruto’s hands flew from the tire to Sasuke’s legs trying to unbed his face from—uhm—Naruto’s brain chose to shut down for the moment.

Cheeks bright pink and downcast eyes spoke volumes of his embarrassment… just like that time when he accidentally fell forward and kissed Sasuke on the mouth. There had been a trail of saliva when they unlocked. Tooth marks where they had clashed against fleshy lips.

“Well, that shut you down.” Sasuke smirked at him looking down at what had transpired, control at full. His hormones, however, were demanding little suckers that required a sacrifice. Not yet, though…but soon, he told his self. “Or were you going for a mouthful?”

Patience is a virtue, he reminded himself, and that oh so sing-along voice Iruka occasionally used when kids were trying to get his attention. The man was an important part of his formative years. Of course he would be in his head as part of his conscience and so was Kakashi but that’s a different part of his brain.

Anger rose and in an attempt to right himself and say a thing or three to the Uchiha bastard. Naruto fisted the sides of Sasuke’s pants to lever himself up… unfortunately the weight he put in the effort was helped to pull down Sasuke’s pants right off the waist. And Naruto once again ended up in a very compromising situation while he spat all sorts of unidentifiable words.

“Is that a promise?” Sasuke saw yellow embedded on his crotch once again and the ‘thing’ just came alive muffling the fun squeaks from the blonde and the string of courses against his name. He could feel Naruto’s warm breath fanning an already lit spark inside him.

Naruto made to move, but this time Sasuke grabbed him by the forearms and lifted him with a knee against his breastplate in order to maintain him up. He wanted to see the face of his prey willing.

“Don’t try that again unless you want the boxers to come off,” he warned.

Naruto opened his mouth to verbally retaliate but wasn’t sure what to say, he thought he was ready a couple of times but he wasn’t sure. Insults weren’t working, every time he just ended with more of Sasuke on his face. Brighter still was the bridge of his nose and shallow breaths through his mouth. Naruto wasn’t sure what to make if the strange glint on the usually stoic boy. The feeling of strange double meanings behind his words, the blonde just felt he was missing something… What?

“You keep opening that mouth of yours if something doesn’t come out soon something might get it.” Sasuke stared intently at that mouth, sizing it up.

Moving his eyes a little lower he looked at himself, he was up in attention and ready for his close up. Deciding that playing with Naruto’s head was highly overrated since the blonde wasn’t much of a challenge, he decided to just take the direct route.

“What the fuck?!” Naruto had that flustered and confused look on his face with a vein on the side of his forehead throbbing visibly.

Yes. Naruto would appreciate it. He didn’t want Naruto’s head to hurt. That would be an inconvenience he could do without. Directing the blonde instead what he had done was the best ‘direct’ course of action.

“Now look what you’ve done.” Sasuke raised the blonde with his knee in order to get his full attention and directed him down lowering his knee to look directly at his lower parts. “You’ll have to fix it, of course.”

“Wha—?!”

Sasuke took the opportunity to remove his knee completely and allow the body to slide down to fully burry Naruto’s face against his crotch. The warm breath of Naruto’s muffled sounds was making him heady. He could distinctly hear Kakashi’s words of encouragement somewhere behind his head.

Instinctively, Naruto had attempted to stop his body from dropping again and in doing so, he grabbed the side of Sasuke’s pants, boxers right off the hips, which, of course were sliding off. Naruto stopped himself from letting them come off by just letting gravity take its course.

He could smell him, damn it, he was mortified about what to do, but… he could smell him. It was a stronger smell than that of Sasuke’s regular smell, muskier, intoxicating.

In vain Naruto attempted to right himself but knew that at doing so he would take off what was currently the only wall between his face and an undressed Uchiha…frustrated with that option he mumbled something that to Sasuke was unintelligible but to Naruto it screamed ‘What the fuck?!’ Doubly intended to reason out of his mauled brain what he was doing and the reason behind why the lack of oxygen to his brain and lungs.

Sasuke’s response was simply to inch himself further into the warm breath he felt heating up his already strained muscle through his clothing and bury his hand into the unruly locks of blonde hair tickling some of his exposed belly when Naruto hung by the fabric of his pants and boxers in fact ripping them off his hips.

His breath hitched and his spine involuntarily shivered from the nape of his neck to the tailbone.

His still zippered pants hanged low and halfway down his crotch and his boxers were just barely hugging him.

At the feel of hair getting pulled at the back of his skull Naruto only fisted fabric at the sides of Sasuke. And he heard Sasuke… a moan of pleasure had escaped him. Air, he needed to take one breath and all Naruto could get was a small gasp through the corner of his mouth, the scent against his nose accompanied by that barely audible moan in Sasuke…were making him delirious.

Naruto’s fists only tighten as Sasuke raised his hips and took a small step forward closing his only gap to a bit of air to breathe. The pain at the back of his skull was minimal compared to his lungs that had begun to scream. Feeling muscle under his knuckles, some fingers unrolled in an attempt to grasp what he could but to no avail his feet were swinging at anything in order to send a signal that he was slowly suffocating. Naruto never thought of shoving instead of grasping towards him as the spiced scent that was driving him slowly crazy kept him from pulling away from it.

Getting a clue, Sasuke noticed the strange trashing movements as Naruto tried to kick in mid air at nothing.

Pulling the head away and lifting it by the chin Sasuke could see the blonde gulping air and color returning to his face, blush in place and with greater strength.

“Sorry,” he attempted an apology that came out strained.

Balancing on the balls of his feet, Sasuke uncomfortably bent his knees to rest and be at the same eye level as Naruto. He wanted to see the face more closely and get his golden catch of the day to admit his willingness to participate in a little experimenting.

Although experimenting was not the right word, it was as close as he was willing to call what it had been two hours of fantasizing on all he could do with a swinging Naruto at waist level, at just about the perfect height from the floor.

The unfocused eyes, glazed over and simmering with light intensifying the blues and making his skin warmer, he had to…

“I don’t… believe you.” Naruto panted, still quite breathless, struggling to recover.

Soft strands of hair between his fingers, rosy cheeks, pink lips, blue incandescent eyes, soft glowing skin… like cotton candy. Sasuke didn’t realize until that first taste at the tip of his tongue.

He had wanted a bite.

Sans sugar.

But sweet.

Intrigued…

…By Naruto’s eyes growing slightly bigger at Sasuke’s tongue rubbing at his lower lip, he’d jerked away, but suspended in mid air and trapped at the back of his head didn’t offer much resistance.

Challenged at Naruto’s attempt to pull away, Sasuke delved to find out of what had picked his interest… the taste.

Somehow he’d known that taste. Unsatisfied with what little sampling he got.

“Sasuke… what?!”

Naruto was seriously freaked out now.

Cut off, just as his brain was catching up and was beginning to start in a rant, Naruto jerked away immediately but with no success, his neck ached from the position Sasuke had him by the hair thus resistance was not lasting. Shocked out of his eye sockets by Sasuke’s tongue…

The involuntary whimper that escaped him only made the wet intruder in his mouth more intrusive. The moment it made contact with his tongue Naruto lost the last conscious thought and wasn’t sure anymore of what was happening. His ‘I like Sakura’ rant died before he got to ‘why’.

Sasuke had taken advantage of the opening and delve to explore his blonde’s mouth and what made it so exceptionally loud. He ran his tongue across his teeth, inner walls of his cheeks, palate and in a whim played with the velvety wet muscle and sucked on it to take it into his own mouth for further study. His free hand—not holding hair—pushed Naruto’s chest up to help the neck muscles to relax a bit. Naruto’s teeth were beginning to get on the way in a painful manner.

With a wet and loud smack Sasuke parted. Naruto’s eyes were glossy and unfocused. Taking advantage of the confusion, he yanked at the zipper of that horrid orange jacket trying to get to some skin.

Just as he remembered from that morning from their squabble right before Kakashi arrived in time to pull them apart and then took part in the fun that was prodding Naruto to fly off in sparks. Naruto’s neck had been exposed to his hands at some point and the scent lingered between his fingers, soft and fresh, like the skin of peaches.

He wanted another bite.

Attempting to find his voice amongst the loud thunder of heart beats and struggling lungs and make a coherent word out of the jumbled gibberish in his brain, Naruto let out a yelp as he felt teeth grazing his jugular vein between neck and shoulder. The suction left him shivering while bunching his fists with handfuls of fabric and leaving him dazed.

Were his hands pulling or pushing? The thought came into Naruto. Even his toes were curling and tingling. In the back of his mind, all he could comprehend was that there was going to be a large bruise.

Inside him, his hormones were not helping sending mixed signals to his brain.

Was he supposed to feel joy or pain?

Happy or upset?

Fight or let it run through him?

His mind couldn’t make up much of anything but his body seemed to be making all sorts of decisions without consulting him first.

Weren’t mind and body supposed to work together?

He couldn’t remember when exactly he found his voice but it was barely audible, at least he could now hear it, ‘Sa-su-ke’ it seemed to whisper.

Was he asking a question or was it a statement?

Sasuke could hear Naruto whisper his name in chopped syllables between breaths. He could feel the heart hammering against his hand and he braced the hovering body above ground and upon himself. Pulling back to view his work against Naruto’s neck he followed the trail of that vein up and found himself admiring his handiwork upon red swollen lips. He yanked Naruto’s hair still fisted in his hand towards him and swallowed Naruto’s whimper.

He was conscious that Naruto had yet to become fully active in Sasuke’s choice for recreation. Naruto’s body seemed to scream to be touched but Naruto’s mind was still to make a choice. Give up or fight. So far, it was still in neutral.

The pads of his fingers burned under the golden skin of his partner. Sasuke began to extend his fingers as far as he could in different directions and his middle finger bumped into a nub that he caught with a fingernail, just barely scraping it. This caused Naruto to hiss and bit Sasuke’s tongue with a sharp canine. But the reaction was awarded by Sasuke retrieving his tongue out and biting the swollen bottom lip in retaliation.

Naruto reacted to the pain of his bit lip by swiping his tongue across the bruised and opening his eyes, when he hadn’t even realized he had closed them. Looking into Sasuke’s with fever bright blue eyes glaring defiantly while still unable to focus into a sharp image. “Teme,” a raspy voice whispered.

He used his supported body and fists to swoop into Sasuke and make a decisive move against Sasuke’s mouth.

Sasuke couldn’t help to spread his lips into a smirk as his blonde fought back attempting to get into his mouth by pushing his tongue against him. And offering resistance only made his blonde more determined. Naruto was now in the game as a fully active player.

Sasuke nearly went out of his mind with the moan his blonde elicited from him and the shudder that ran down his spine at the rhythmic thrusts of Naruto’s tongue once he allowed him entrance…

Promises, promises sang a little voice, so very Kakashi in tone at the back of Sasuke’s head.

Did Naruto know what he was doing with that tongue?

Sasuke growled into the mouth that was making him so hard it hurt painfully and pushed to deepen the kiss. He wanted to sink deeper into his blonde but not just his tongue and teeth into him. His knees were complaining already from the abuse against the ground. Cutting himself abruptly from Naruto He attempted to reach down for the hottest part of Naruto and came with rubber.

Naruto meantime gulped air by the buckets. He had been out for quite sometime, simply surviving on what little he could sap from Sasuke. He let his body ride the waves.

Rubber. Damn it.

Sasuke cursed the freaking rubber to hell. It was on his way. Well, there was only one way to go about it, go around it.

He couldn’t very well free Naruto while he had him just where he wanted him. After all, what are the chances that this can happen again?

Hn.

So there could be a few more left, but… there will be few and precious in between and Naruto as naïve as he may look could also be pretty sharp, and eventually get a clue. Sasuke just couldn’t have that. It would ruin the fun… and the unusual situations Naruto seemed to fall into nearly all the time.

So, while disappointed that Naruto was not as easily reachable, he could work with that. Running his fingers back up that beautifully toasty and toned torso that made Naruto involuntarily shiver and bury his nose into Sasuke’s neck… with a muffled whimper.

Sasuke’s smirk was near a smile as he could accomplish. And he didn’t want to lose the opportunity presented—a Naruto willing to lend himself for a little experimentation of Sasuke’s own.

Naruto allowed Sasuke to pull his face from his hiding place and readily welcome him back when Sasuke kissed him roughly and then deepen the kiss. Mmn.

The feeling of floating was all that he had after Sasuke let go. Naruto’s eyes were unfocused and cloudy. He couldn’t think, even as he attempted to make sense of what…

What? That as far as he could go, any further and his brain refused to cooperate. His lungs free, were gulping air by the mouthfuls, through his mouth and his nose.

Naruto’s backside was simply hanging there, sticking out for the passerby to simply reach out with five fingers and run them up and down the two perfectly shaped globes—taut and tender at the same time. Sasuke had already taken possession and as he grabbed with two hands that perfect rump he couldn’t help himself and run his thumbs across the curved expanse in little circles.

“Sa-su-ke, what—?”

Yup, that’s as far as Naruto could get, easily distracted by motions he couldn’t discern. Sasuke took his time and reached around touching as much as he could tugging at fabric to reveal as much as he could of skin, making it easier for when he removed said fabric completely.

“Sa—suke?”

Found it. Sasuke found his target and undid it, running his fingers down the zippered area and up again, feeling for a reaction from his blonde ambition.

A little yelp and a later whimper accompanied by a resound shiver came from the head.

“Sa—Sa-su-ke?!”

Gods he was getting easily addicted to that sound. His name ripped from the throat of his dobe in that tone was simply…

Sasuke closed his eyes and instinctually sprayed his fingers and curled them around the ridged form of Naruto’s pants. The dobe was as hard as he was and with a little squeeze…

“SASUKE!?”

Was that a plea or a demand? Sasuke’s smile grew and twisted his lips. A near full smile this time, with show of teeth at the corner of his mouth, something Naruto couldn’t see. Dark eyes watching the blonde head that attempted to twist and look back. His arms still not sure what to grasp, but sure that he couldn’t shift without loosing his balance, so he grasped the only solid and stable thing, rubber.

Loosening his fingers around Naruto’s just a bit his thumb made it’s way to the tip and ran it across the zippered area, pressing down at the tip as he repeated the process and…

“Sa-su-kee…”

A breathy sound, like a muse inspiring to do more—his name—hanging from the lips of a golden lyre left open for interpretation.

And interpreting it as permission to do more he did.

The button to Naruto’s pants he’d undone earlier still had the zipper securing the pants up. But no more, so as he undid the zipper while running his fingers down Naruto hardness. Another call to his name, just as frothy as the one before, it incited him to do more.

So as the zipper went down his hand went in looking for more calls to his name. And rewarded, he wonder in just how many ways could Naruto call his name.

Pushing down the fabric from the golden skin…hn. Sasuke wonder just how Naruto managed to have as lovely golden skin under his clothes as he did… say his forearms, or his belly. He could understand how his upper body could be so tanned. After all he’d seen Naruto take his clothes off when working out.

But the skin covered by pants and boxes were a different story. Unless said blonde liked to strip naked and sun-bathe when Sasuke wasn’t around, in which case, perhaps he should stick around more often when everyone else disappeared. Or when the dobe run off to who knows where deep inside the forest. Or, is that what he liked to do when climbing the Hokage’s mountain all alone to, uhm, ‘meditate’?

Something fell.

It landed on his foot and then rolled off.

He looked down and noticed that a little white tube laid by his foot. Frowning about what it could be and distracting him from furthering his advances, Sasuke couldn’t help but find out. Careful not to remove his hand from where he was lingeringly, striking Naruto’s hardness through flimsy boxers. He bent and reached out for it, a little tube. On his way up his crotch rubbed against the rump he was so adamant on rubbing, and feeling the wonderful warmth reaching out and grabbing him closer between those two evenly-shaped globes. His cock felt reanimated somehow, and wanting noting more, Sasuke shoved right in between, ‘Gods.’

Naruto felt the tremors run through his body, the heat and pleasure fogging his mind was simply getting better and Sasuke had a freaking good hand. Strong and delicate applying pressure in just the right places. It wasn’t until he felt a poke between his butt cheeks poking him through his clothing that he wondered just what the Hell was that bastard up to, poking him there.

Huffing between pants and whimpers as Sasuke relentlessly tortured him with those wonderful set of fingers. He fought for control of his mouth to get a semi-coherent word out.

“Sasuke, what—What are you—doing?”

Sasuke looked at the blonde head attempting once again to look back unsuccessfully, and smirked, hearing the little noises produced out of that delectable mouth that could be so loud. Stalling a bit to see how he could make the dobe forget what he had just said, he fisted his fingers around a too warm cock already wet and Naruto sang… running his thumb in small circles atop the very wet spot feeling for the slip and nicking it with his nail, and off goes what may be his favorite melody. Naruto’s voice could be annoying but when he screamed like that, it was addictive. He just knew he could make his Naruto get louder.

Noticing he was fisting something else other than Naruto, on his other hand he held the little white tube that had fallen out of Naruto’s pants. Turning it around the black letters read ‘sweet almond oil balm.’ An idea began to form in his mind, but not before he found out why the dobe needed almond oil. Letting up on the teasing to allow the blonde to grasp the concept of what he was about to ask—

“Naruto?” surprised by his own voice, husky, obscenely deep and low. “Why do you need sweet almond oil?”

Through the fog ‘almond oil’ made it into Naruto’s head. Tsunade’s.

“Tsunade’s?” Sasuke raised his voice, confused, and as it seemed so was Naruto. Guess he didn’t realized he said that out loud in that breathy voice, he nearly felt jealous, he wanted only his name to be called in that voice from that mouth.

“Uhh, balm for split lips—I smile… makes noodles go fast.”

He didn’t quite understand what noodles had to do with split lips. He would ask again later, but really he didn’t care. Sasuke just wanted to make sure he didn’t carry the little tube for something to do with someone who had the same idea as him. Which brought him back to what had been temporarily put on hold—he stuffed the tub in a pocket and rammed himself against the warm rump so easily prompt up for his access, readjusting his hold on Naruto. Forgoing the boxers and animatedly revive his lively dove into singing just for him through direct touch.

Sasuke’s fingers made contact with soft skin, velvety and hard at the same time. Naruto mewed. Grasping the fabric that still clothed the golden skin underneath, he rolled it off with his other hand boxers and all. As soon as enough skin was exposed, Sasuke bend low to plant a kiss on the exposed hip. Grateful that he could get away with so much, so far, he ran his tongue. Naruto’s skin, surprisingly did not tasted like ramen. But it felt good against his tongue and the taste, indescribable, left him hungry for more.

“Sasuke?! What—?”

In the meantime Naruto kept making noises and in between tried to ask something.

“Damn it… What the Hell—?! Ahhh!”

Sasuke bit him. Sank his teeth into him and sucked the skin, and to say sorry, he ran his tongue over the bite gently and did it again, just a little lower from the first bite.

“Ahhh!” Naruto growled. “Fuck Sasuke—bastard.” His voice ended on a whimpering whine.

Sasuke’s fingers were doing things… Naruto could only pant for air and cry for… something.

So busy and distracted they were that neither Sasuke or Naruto had notice that dusk had enveloped them and the half moon was low enough to provide light but not warmth and the night breeze had began to sway the tree tops.

Not much for patience, Sasuke grabbed a hold of the orange fabric still clinging to Naruto’s hips and swiftly pulled it off completely all the way down Naruto’s legs to his ankles and off one foot.

One sandal was left hanging precociously off one toe and seconds later flopped onto the ground making the minimal amount of noise.

Sasuke stood a bit, leaning back while admiring appreciatively his handy work.

Naruto, it would seem, is golden ‘everywhere’.

While Naruto was simply flabbergasted at the sudden feel of a cool breeze brushing gently against his lower regions…

An undignified growl/scream came out of the blonde attempting to once again twist himself to see behind to what Sasuke was now up to… And catching a small and quick glimpse of a maniacal evil smirk decorating his dark rival’s face, eyes with an evil glee reflected on them.

Suddenly Naruto felt not so brave anymore.

Whatever had clouded his mind had dissipated to welcome fear. And he couldn’t escape damnit. And fear in the form of a shiver ran up his spine making his ears stand in ends and he felt two cold hands press digits first against the fleshy part of his rounded posterior. A whimper he hadn’t realized came out of him, escaped out of him again, louder, as he felt thumbs rub small circles against his bare skin, closest to his cleft.

“Aah!” Gulping air and saliva he hadn’t realized he’d been holding Naruto was at a lost as to what Sasuke pretended to do. But he knew he wouldn’t like it. Sasuke had had that crazed look in his eye. “Sa—Sasuke? Wh—what…”

Scared and unsure of the situation Naruto gathered the courage he didn’t have but when in doubt his boisterous and loud nature simply kicked in, “Watch where you’re touching bastard!”

In response, Sasuke simply moved one hand to his hip and squeezed, pressing his fingers hard. “Hn. Not enjoying it dobe.” It wasn’t a question.

Soon he found that same hand creeping forward once again while the other distract him with more of that circling motion far too close to his opening and sending Naruto’s senses haywire with the freaking shivers and mixed signals.

“Wha—! Ah!” Assaulted by the feel of fingers touching his most sensitive part of his body, a loud moan raptured through him as those same fingers wrapped around him in a warm embrace. Forgetting his automatic response to whenever Sasuke called him dobe, anger and indignation forgotten.

Gentle but sure, a thumb sought the tip of his lively extremity and felt it obediently grow against his will harder.

Far too willing, groaned Naruto as an after thought while trying to stay sober from the overwhelming feeling of floating in heaven.

Naruto could feel loosing himself in the feelings but… fuck, this is Sasuke. He didn’t want to… it felt so indescribable. Fucking Sasuke, damn it.

Sasuke, on the other hand, was already planning his next move. The wet tip of Naruto’s erection served as a temporary lubricant for his hand to work Naruto back into that lovely dreamy state of willing participant. Hearing the small whimpers and quiet moans of pleasure escape from his lips were music to his ears. It encouraged him to do more.

Looking at the golden skin he was caressing, it felt just like the soft skin of a fresh peach with that soft feel of velvet and the tickling sensation against his fingers after touching it. It made his mouth water for a bite of that soft skin. His own erection jutted through his pants, wanting out through his still zippered white fabric.

Naruto’s fully erected member twitch against his hand. Not having anything stopping him from acting on his own imagination, not even Naruto, Sasuke bent low to caress with the tip of his tongue where he was currently running his thumb against the rounded globe of Naruto’s rump.

A soft purring sound came from his dobe and he repeated the small gesture.

Fixated in drawing more of the response, he kissed the licked skin and followed with his inclination to take a bite… and sank his teeth into the delicate flesh.

Gasp.

Feeling Naruto’s muscles tremble he tried to soothe the now teeth-marked patch of skin with a couple of wet licks. In the meantime, his fingers had moved low, searching for more skin, and came upon two sacks. The heat against his palm made even Sasuke hum in a soft purr himself.

Naruto was by now lost in his own pleasure emitting sounds he otherwise wouldn’t be caught making at the hands of his rival. But this was different. And, he knew Sasuke had been playing dirty from the very beginning. Lost before he knew he had lost.

Sasuke could feel the ripple run through Naruto’s body that brought the unexpected but welcomed calling of his name, “Sasuke,” so throaty and breathy, followed shortly by an, “oh god,” lost in a nearly breathless purr.

Gods. He groaned silently at hearing such sounds. Who knew Naruto could make such sensual sounds with ‘that’ voice.

Yes, I am God.

Sasuke nearly wept at the crotch, and unconsciously rubbed himself between Naruto’s firm buttocks fisting more of Naruto at the front, and cupping the set of nuts at the bottom more firmly.

The growl that came from his throat and ripped through his teeth surprised even him. Sasuke looked over Naruto’s form before him. Naruto’s knuckles were white against the rubber. His spine taut but arched, shoulders shaken by the sudden sensation of heighten shivers made his arms tremble trying to hold himself against something firm to keep himself from floating away. Legs afloat, bent at the knees and the one foot without a sandal had Naruto’s toes curling and uncurling at certain moments.

Sasuke had the unbridled desire to free Naruto and land him against soft grasses and watch as Naruto writhe against his hands, looking up at him the entire time while casting those excited sounds, with the moon high above and watching himself reflected in Naruto’s blues.

The moon behind him…in those eyes, calling his name, hands running rampant against the feel of golden peach skin, warm against his body… naked against Naruto, tasting that skin…eating Naruto as he cried out his name.

Panting from the flight of his imagination, he fell on his knees, never letting his hands leave Naruto. Wanting to taste more, Sasuke kissed Naruto’s inner thigh trailing his tongue on his way up, and biting delicately as he reached a bit of skin between his cheeks. Same action against the other thigh, completing it with a soft bite, he pressed his teeth capturing skin and running his tongue against it before releasing it and purring against the radiated heat between Naruto’s legs and an appetizing sight captured his attention.

His front hand never stopping the delirious torment he had Naruto under, as his hand moved in a slow rhythm with Naruto’s erection encased between fingers… Behind, his other hand caressed his sacks.

Burying his face further between Naruto’s legs Sasuke stuck his tongue out to caress the heated skin he’d been fondling between his fingers. The scent was an aphrodisiac, musky and so Naruto, spicy and something else that…

“Sa—ahhh!”

He did it again, only this time he brought his lips to wrap against most of Naruto’s nut and lapped greedily, trying to suck it into his mouth. Immediately Naruto screamed widening his legs apart to allow Sasuke more room between them. His front fingers could feel the cumulous amounts of cum coating his fingers for better friction and picked up a little more speed only to drop down to the slow and torturous motion he’d been keeping up before. It made Naruto wiggle his ass at him and whimper demandingly unable to do anything about his situation and crying out his name in frustration and begging with that whimper at the end of his name that were making his legs weak, “SASUKe-e!”

Impatiently, he fumbled with his pants’ zipper to free his little monster that was dying to come out and play with Naruto, while his mouth gave Naruto the same treatment as his other nut had just received.

Must be the ramen he eats that seasons his skin, so tasty. Next time we eat together we’re eating the same. Or I can just take it from his mouth. He thought evilly, knowing Naruto will try to bite him for stealing his ramen.

One bite never hurt, much.

“Ss—Sasuke… please.”

It was such a breathless whisper; Sasuke nearly missed it, had he not been listening for mentions of his name ripped from his dobe’s lips. Everything he’d been doing to Naruto up to now had been in hopes to also feed his own ego at hearing his name from the blonde’s lips as often as he could produce them. But his aching need was beginning to hurt.

With a final lick at Naruto’s thighs Sasuke got up and without letting go of Naruto he undid his pants and retrieved the white little tube of oil before dropping them and boxers down. Tube cap between his teeth, he twisted it open and squeezed all he could at the tip of his dick. Oil laden, he screwed the cap back on and dropped the tube close by quickly before all the oil ran off and wrapped his fingers around himself lifting all the oil onto his fingers and lubing himself at the same time.

Gulping large amounts of air and panting from pleasuring himself Sasuke in turn used his oil coated fingers toward the small puckered entrance caressing it with his oiled fingers. The skin glistened and it sent a shiver across Naruto’s spine.

“Mmn, Naruto.” Sasuke moaned grinding his teeth anticipating how great it might feel. A simple touch there and pressure mounted within him to the point of rapture.

“No. Don’t. Stop.” Naruto screamed the moment he felt that finger touch him so intimately. With intentions loud and clear at the sound of Sasuke calling is name. “Sasuke, please.”

Naruto flail his legs frantically with Sasuke between his legs, begging. Fear building up at what Sasuke intended to do with his finger pressing firmly against his opening, however carefully; he knew it just wasn’t feasible for it to fit.

“Don’t worry, I won’t stop.” Sasuke softly circled his thumb at the tip of Naruto’s dick and smeared fresh cum. “Promise.”

The tip of Sasuke’s finger went in easily but Naruto was being difficult and having none of it so Sasuke gave Naruto a firm squeeze to the head of his dick in order to distract him… and moved his finger deeper up to his knuckle.

A whimpered squirm through clenched teeth and Sasuke gave Naruto a surprise. Sasuke twisted his finger inside the warmth of Naruto and a coughed moan of pleasure was released immediately.

Sasuke could only wish he could see the dobe’s face as it contorted with pleasure and perhaps a bit of pain. After a couple of weeks of experimenting upon himself he knew it could actually hurt quite a bit. Especially the first time he tested it.

He would have to give credit to his mentor—and Naruto’s—as much as that pained him. Kakashi was a consummated pervert and knew too much—for his own good. Though, Jiraiya’s worse for not only thinking but writing it.

After coming across enough instances, either by coincidence or by design, in which the perverted teacher left his favorite book series just randomly open to anyone to see. Sasuke had gotten curious.

And while so had Naruto and Sakura, they had both blushed like berries and avoided it like the plague—at most instances.

While Sasuke had glanced at it but rarely given it a second thought, given the fact that most steamy images were heterosexual or of yuri persuasion, he’d only began to notice lately that his teacher had gotten a new volume with more of a yaoi theme running through its pages. Also coincided with Kakashi’s later than usual arrivals and more often disappearing acts during the past month at training, and more lack of attention than normal while training, too deeply buried in his book to care just how far Sasuke and Naruto quarreled until it got too out of hand to ignore—or ignore Sakura’s ear-slitting nagging for that matter.

Another twist of his finger and realized that he’d found that which he’d been looking for…the little nub to turn Naruto into a twisted little sex toy all wind-up.

Smirking evilly, Sasuke pressed his finger to that spot and rubbed it while introducing a second finger and hearing Naruto pant and scream his name.

Finally.

A second finger made Naruto squirm and contract his muscles to tighten his cheeks trapping Sasuke’s fingers and sucking them deeper still while mewing those lovely sounds Sasuke was becoming quickly addicted.

Remembering some of the more graphic scenes and explicit content that had previously made his blood rise to his head, Sasuke was running out of his precious patience and quicken the pace of his progress by fastening his hand against Naruto’s erection and jerking it with fast and short movements, causing the dobe to loosen and quiver inside missing almost completely the pain that shot inside at the stretching of skin and the introduction of a third finger by Sasuke.

Confused and unable to pinpoint it due to the onslaught of sensations mixed with pleasure turning Naruto into mush.

Naruto’s body began to jerk and his stomach muscles tighten.

Sasuke couldn’t afford for Naruto to finish before he even got started with his fun but it was too late….

Sasuke loosen his hold on the blonde but couldn’t prevent what was coming.

“Uhnnn…Sasuke…”

Naruto’s muscles tighten around his fingers and in his haste to retrieve his fingers and stop Naruto from coming Sasuke culminated Naruto’s torture rubbing against his prostate spot inside and Naruto screamed in a guttural growl sputtering what he vainly made out as his name.

A set back, Sasuke thought… but not enough to stop him from his goal.

Naruto was fun-filled with plenty of stamina. A little provocation was all it usually took for Naruto to go off like a firecracker and start something with him, usually a fight, after just a few minutes of ending one. Same could be applied here with a little stimulation at all the right places.

Besides, Naruto’s second wind if not handled carefully could outdo him if he didn’t finish it fast. This was something Sasuke was just not willing to do fast. Especially while being his first time with someone else. Rationalized this way, he considered the dobe’s early ejaculation a blessing. And while Naruto recovered he could finish stretching him in time with Naruto’s second wave of stamina.

Sasuke considered that it would be a shame if he finished too fast and Naruto was still good for a third time simply because he didn’t have enough strength to match him.

A smile creeping to his face, Naruto was almost done catching his breath… With his fingers still inside, Sasuke began a torturous motion bringing his fingers out except for one, and curling just a bit while moving it back inside, massaging Naruto’s prostate deliberately; his other hand playing with Naruto’s balls, lazily resurrecting the desire that had began to ebb away while keeping a Naruto unable to think up more than mono-syllabic gasps of air.

“No—not… again?! Dam—”

The previous smile on Sasuke became a creepy grin, his tongue caressing his canines like a hungry wolf.

Wet clumps hung from Naruto’s skin where he met rubber, curious, Sasuke swiped some of the sticky residue that coated the skin and retrieved his finger to look at what he touched.

Naruto’s head hung down wet from perspiration and sweat. Still too out of it to turn and glare at him for the evil bastard he was…and looking at his fingers and at the blonde, he brought his fingers closer to his lips and with his tongue tasted a sample of Naruto.

A bit salty, tangy, but inherently sweet… like soup-base for udon, the thought came to mind.

 OK, so he liked udon… and soba.

Instead of introducing his tongue to his finger, he introduced his finger to his mouth and sucked lightly the remains of his finger taking another taste of Naruto. Licked the corners of his mouth and continued to stimulate Naruto… and by the feel of things, he could congratulate himself… Naruto was at half mast again and panting deliciously.

Chuckling a bit, he rubbed some leftover residue of Naruto against the revived erection before introducing his blonde to something a little more than just his fingers.

Gently, he removed his fingers and brushed each one against that little nub that made Naruto buckle into him every time one last time.

A surprised groan that ended in a note of disappointed whine once the fingers left their warm and snuggly cavity.

Naruto’s head had tried to look behind him in wonder to the sudden loss, his look dazed and confused, and a little sad. Sasuke held his lust-filled eyes while it lasted. Naruto, it looked, was not fully functional on his basic motor skills.

One final check, Sasuke made sure he was still well lubricated. After all, he was still more than the three fingers he’d used on Naruto to acclimate him to what his true intentions were and wanted his blonde to enjoy the experience. It would suck if this were his one and only time with a partner. Naruto was proving to be more fun than just him and his hand.

And while this was not the best place for this kind of activities, it proved also fun. Were any one to walk by and find them in just as compromising positions, his fans would lynch the two of them and hang them from this very tree.

Counting three times before pushing his head inside, Sasuke sucked air just trying to stay in control and not simply glide inside in one clean thrust. He took several breaths before continuing. The surprise was his at the feeling of tightness and heat around him. It made him shiver and whimper. Biting his bottom lip which was at this point trembling with anticipation and thirst, he also noticed his hands holding tanned hips like a lifeline. No doubt Naruto will complain later about leaving his fingerprints branded on his skin.

If he ever died while out on a mission, all they will need to do was compare his teeth against his medical records or his fingerprints against Naruto’s hipbones.

Taking his time, Sasuke nudged slowly a little more. At this point he didn’t make much progress. Naruto’s cry stopped him.

He waited, but Naruto didn’t scream for him to stop on instinct. At this point he was running in sheer determination and willpower not to make this an unsavory experience for Naruto.

This wasn’t the same as punching each other for fun. This kind of injury would be more internal and intimate than just crack each others skulls against trees and loose a few hours of consciousness due to… chakra drain for Sasuke or hunger for Naruto. Other more serious injuries might involve blood loss but were usually just as power balanced and mutual. This, however, wasn’t so balanced. And if asked, though he wouldn’t openly admit it even to himself, wasn’t so mutual, at least at the beginning. So he told himself.

Naruto felt too good.

Sasuke was running out of will power.

“Naruto?” Sasuke whispered in question, he wanted the blonde’s consent to continue. He made his point by prodding forward just a little more with his hips. He wasn’t so sure he would care about the answer in a minute or two before letting himself sink into him with reckless abandon.

The blonde head tried to twist and nod without looking back at him like before. Naruto’s panting was shallow but he did catch a glimpse of a blue eye and it was glistening with unshed tears, just hanging from his short bottom lashes.

Compliance noted; Sasuke tried to be as careful not to make this any more painful for Naruto, as it was turning just as torturous for him.

Considering that any slower might just be as bad for both of them. He considered simply thrusting himself fast. And as distressingly painful it will be for Naruto, it will allow both of them to simply take the time he would otherwise spend in a painfully slow invasion to simply thrust, adjust and get it done. He was already halfway in and there may be little damage from here on as opposed to if he’d just shoved his way through straining Naruto’s muscles too much and fast for any other feeling to be pleasant here after .

Holding Naruto’s hips more firmly and steady, and bending his knees just a bit to support and impel himself fully into the snug space Sasuke didn’t think more and simply fell forward. Such action caused Naruto to scream and going limp at the leg muscles while Sasuke lost his mind and his breath. Sasuke’s knees knocked together and loosing his balance he let go of one side of Naruto to grasp tightly the cord that kept the tire swing suspended from the tree, making him embed himself into Naruto further than he’d anticipated.

Blinking away the stars and panting as shallowly as Naruto, Sasuke straighten himself back on his own two legs and held himself still for Naruto to stop hiccupping muted cries.

It still boggled his mind he could feel guilty for causing Naruto pain. But Sasuke consoled himself by feeling extremely good inside Naruto’s anus. It gave him an even bigger happy feeling of… coming home—and finding out that he’s life so far had been a really long and bad nightmare and he was just waking up to find his entire family, Itachi included, embracing him warmly back into their fold.

 “Fuck, you feel so good.” Gasped Sasuke, who hadn’t notice he’d close his eyes basking in the feeling of comfort he was getting from Naruto.

“Move,” a faltering whisper came from Naruto.

“Hn.”

Not waiting for further encouragement, Sasuke pulled carefully halfway out of the loudmouth and plunged himself to the tilt. Naruto’s cry was filled with more desire instead of pain. Thanking his luck for not damaging Naruto from his previous fumbling actions, he drew himself nearly out and tried again resulting in a more acceptable moan.

“Definitely a loud-mouth,” Sasuke said to himself enjoying Naruto’s voice but not satisfied by its pitch. This was the ideal time to be his loud self, not to hold back.

Changing the trajectory slightly as he reposition himself with only his tip inside, he charged forth with a little more fire in his pants, so to speak…

The result…

“Urgggh...SA—god!”

WoW! Screamed Sasuke in his mind as he repeated the same move on Naruto, picking up the tempo with gusto…

With both his pulse rate and pace picked up, Naruto’s cries of passion soared into a crescendo animato catching his name at the end every so often bits and pieces of it lingering at the tip of his golden imp calling for more. And being rewarded he could feel the tight muscles contracting like a vice around him, swallowing him into the trenches of his guarded otherworldly ass.

Sasuke couldn’t imagine how he could only have this once. Each time faster and deeper than before—his knees were locked; and all that was holding him together and upright were Naruto’s perfect cheeks, so freaking tight.

Panting loudly, though he couldn’t hear himself over paying attention to Naruto, Sasuke was almost howling…

“Nnnn—grrrh! AH!” He was grinding his teeth and letting out puffs of air, panting, loud, open-mouthed, attempting to catch some air into his lungs long enough not to choke as a hot wave build up inside his chest.

“Ple—pl—Sa—SA—AAh!”

Naruto had begun to tap at the rubber surrounding his waist. He’d been gripping with now white knuckles. His hand gestures not really coordinated that Sasuke had no idea what the dobe wanted, fingers waved and tapped and crunched up in a fist, rubbing against rubber… desperately.

Sasuke was burning and Naruto was drenched in sweat. His scent strong under his nose and his sweat mixing with Naruto’s scent…intoxicating sex…as his balls slapped happily against wet smacked bottom… the smoochy, gushy noises… and the glow… the glow emanating from Naruto’s skin and gulping him in the process…

“Ah, ah, ah…” Naruto was flushed red all over and such a pretty red.

Sasuke had to touch him. Reaching around he grasped hurriedly Naruto’s erection gooing through his fingers, engorged more so than the first time he’d have him come with just his hand.

He was a genius, but even Sasuke didn’t have the brains left to keep up more than one fluid motion going… at this phase he barely had enough sense to keep up with one, and only because his legs propelled him to the motion.

“Nngh… FUCK Naruto!" He could feel a fire ball dropping from his stomach and spreading lower…his balls tightening...he jerked his hand wrapped around Naruto’s dick in short bursts of inspiration.

Brains short circuiting…

Naruto’s panting spilling out of him shorter and closer together…

“Saske GOD!”

Naruto shook uncontrollably seized by climax and trapping Sasuke into a dead grip…

With his last thought Sasuke… iAm GOD…

Brains splattered.

“N-n-Aruto!”

Within the confines of such cavernous fire, it forced him to loose all feeling of being suspended and upheld on his legs to simply hang off Naruto… And he followed his blonde lover into an oblivion that sang and roar and blinded him to nothing but the glow of staring at the sun for too long.

The sun with its glowing red embers was dying behind his eyelids, closed shut; Sasuke could slowly feel cool air brushing against his exposed white-assed skin. Naruto.

Fighting to regain sight, his whole body was still humming and vibrating like a bell, ringing already dying. Blur.

One arm, he was aware, was braced heavily against rubber. Orange glazed and yellow… His heart wanted out of his chest. It was banging so hard and fast, his heart could be Naruto as he tackled him against a tree to only disappear upwards and taunt him for blinking.

Unable to trust himself just yet, Sasuke looked at the blonde still hanging off the tire swing. Sweat drenched and as unresponsive as he felt. Naruto looked like a limp noodle. He laughed lightly, though it sounded more like a snort.

Catching his uncharacteristic reaction to Naruto, he felt relieved that he could do that after conditioning himself to avoid any show of emotion. He’d often wondered about the tug of his facial muscles around his mouth when the dobe was more idiotic than humanly possible. He’d attributed it to a muscle spasm due to Naruto riding on everyone’s nerves and Sakura’s unhelpful contributions. Perhaps he was more tight-assed than Naruto had declared him to be, that it would take this much effort into loosing him enough to let go.

Let go.

Feeling, back on his legs, he ventured to put on the weight necessary to stand erect once again.

With a smoochy sound he came away from Naruto, limped and sated.

Naruto however didn’t flinch at the hollow feeling and cool air brushing against his bare skin cooling him. Sasuke, made an effort to bend without bending his legs and reach for his short pants. He was afraid that in his state he’d tip over and not want to get back up again. Pants around the ankles and not a care…

Naruto… had yet to react.

A sweep of the ass in front of him showed a well-fucked ass—a red-rimmed pucker with a drivel of his seed running down a bruise-spotted thigh.

Naruto looked exhausted—arms, legs and head hanging loose—and still unresponsive. Not able to help himself he ghost a finger across the abused hole and swept some of his cum, smearing it against a tan thigh and running small circles around the bruised spots he’d left behind.

Sasuke was seriously tempted to run his tongue on his way up that thigh, and leave one more mark on Naruto. Something high enough that the dobe would have to nearly kiss his own ass with his head between his legs in order to see it or bend completely over across a full length mirror just to find it. Right between where that perfect globe and thigh meet and folded.

Getting back up, Sasuke made sure to pick up that little white tube that had been so useful to him and pocket it. He’d had to thank someone for giving it to the dobe at such an opportune time. For whatever the real purpose Tsunade sure had good timing.

“Oi, dobe.” Pocking him on the butt-cheek to see about getting the moron off the swing and keep him from temptation while there was time…Sasuke swung him around.

Naruto’s hands and feet brushed across the grass as he swiveled and didn’t make an effort to even lift his face to grunt his objection. Curious about the lack of reaction, and a tad worried, he bent and grabbed a handful of blonde locks and pulled the head up to see Naruto’s face.

He frowned. Naruto’s eyes were closed as if asleep. But at close inspection, the dobe had passed out. Soft breaths and dark blonde eyelashes softly caressing marked skin, whisker-like slashes that usually made the face that looked like a mischievous fox, now looked like a kitten that could do no wrong.

Seriously perturbed at his train of thought, Sasuke let go of the hair and decided not to leave Naruto hanging there all night.

There were enough perverts in this town. And he wasn’t about to let another take his freshly marked prey.

First thing, pants up… then remove the jacket out of the way and make the proper hand signs… only three and his hands began to heat up. Landing his hand on the tire, it began to loosen up and misshape with the weight of Naruto at the middle. The loop began to elongate and Sasuke easily grabbed the blonde and slipped him out of the tire swing and onto the floor. As he removed his one hand still on the rubber, the tire began to cool and rebound the elasticity back to its former shape. Though not quite as perfectly round due to the rubber stretching and becoming malleable.

But the blonde was free, now to see him home.

Dropped on the grassy floor and without his jacket, Naruto looked small even if they were averagely the same height, give or take an inch. His frown deepened. It was night and he was getting sappy beyond recognition, to himself.

Sasuke wasn’t so sure if cutting loose and acting on his fantasies had been such a great idea now that he could think with his higher brain functions, after all, this is Naruto.

Picking up the blonde on the floor and lounging him over his shoulder, he took onto the trees.

Uff! But was the blonde deceptive, a few years ago, easily Sasuke would’ve swung him over his shoulder and now, he was heavier than he looked.

Landing on an alley behind Naruto’s apartment building, he secured his cargo and made for the tree at the side of the building. Stammering up the trunk, Sasuke made the jump onto a close branch of the tall tree that came closest to Naruto’s open widow.

Yes, he could’ve used the door, but he wasn’t sure just who would be nosing around at this time. It was still early for night standards in a hidden village full of night owl ninjas, not taking into account his personal fan club night stalkers. And he wasn’t willing to go through the trouble of explaining.

Making the small leap from branch to ledge, Sasuke threw himself with Naruto over the open window using Naruto’s weight to tip him over. He kept the dobe’s head from hitting the floor by holding it to him with one hand under it. Landing not too kindly on the floor he splayed himself against the cool wood catching his breath.

Over his arm Naruto’s head rested. Still passed out, but he looked like a little angel.

It reminded him of angel cake how his blonde hairs made like a halo around his face, so freaking sunshiny and uppity with those tanned marks on is face currently relaxed and his nose much like the tip of a strawberry not yet matured and nowhere near red, but perky like the rest of him. Perky like a cup of strong coffee or chakra building stamina pills, ugh, he was getting sappy again.

Sasuke bounced his head against the wood planks to get his head out of the weird mind-meld he had apparently had with Naruto at having sex with him. He was obviously suffering the after-effect of a temporary Narutoesque head trauma. He’d seen it before, especially after one of Sakura’s particularly sadistic beatings over the blonde head. He had often wondered why she couldn’t focus that particularly brutal strength onto training and missions, instead of on Naruto; it would save them having to waste time and get distracted by her during critical moments. That woman’s priorities need serious rearranging.

Picking himself up with Naruto on tow, he laid his sleeping dobe on the bed.

Naruto looked inviting lying with his arms open, spread side to side, and he was tempted to just jump into bed with him but he also considered that Naruto would not find it as fun in the morning… Sasuke could only imagine Naruto’s reaction…probably think a tarantula crawled in with him…because Naruto was just that moronic.

Sighing loudly, Sasuke removed the orange jacket and pants, running his hands everywhere he could as he made Naruto comfortable for bed. His forehead protector was hanged by the bed and then he noticed the particular necklace peaking out of the dobe’s shirt. It looked more like a family heirloom, or something. Dismissing it, he pressed the blanket over the resting chest. And leaning over, he stole one last kiss.

Naruto’s lips were already parted, just enough for him…a biting kiss—soft, intruding, wet, sensuous and hungry.

Sasuke licked his own lips after one last bite. He knew he wanted more, but to gnaw on those lips he needed an active Naruto to make it more fun, even a balking Naruto would satisfy him. He’d be awake.

Looking back, Sasuke sat at the window sill, one leg hanging out.

 “Tomorrow dobe,” with a smirk on his face, Sasuke disappeared, a promise hanging in the air…or a threat.

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