Release

Disclaimer: I do not anything, but the plot of this story. Masashi Kishimoto owns Naruto and all of its characters.
AN: This one-shot may have one or more companion pieces, but I guess in the end it’s still a PWP. I’m not real sure, because I may change my mind later on. Hope you enjoyed it. Please review!
Warnings: Yaoi with budding Shonen-ai, mild bondage, solicitation of sex, lemon.
Pairing: Naru/Sasu, Naru/OC, mentions of Sasu/OC and OC /Sasu.
Summary: Naruto finds release from his Kyuubi-enhance lust in a friend. Sasuke finds sexual satisfaction. And both of them find themselves at the gates of being released into love.
Title: Release

Sasuke had felt the chakra even before he opened his bedroom door to see the figure standing at the window with its back to him. Still, he froze, tensed, and stared penetratingly at the person’s back. He knew who it was, of course, or else he would have attacked them. He also knew what the person most likely wanted and he felt his pulse increase a bit. He stayed where he was and waited for the other to make a move.

Blond hair gleamed in the moonlight streaming in from the window as Uzumaki Naruto turned around. Sasuke stared calmly into the face of his friend and rival, even though it was changed a bit. Once blue eyes that were thinly ringed with red in color gazed back at him from a face with slightly deepened whisker marks and bore a feral edge. Arms crossed over a broad chest, and Sasuke noted the clenched fists and suspected – knew – the fingers were now sporting claws.

Relaxing his body enough to unlock his muscles, Sasuke walked towards the other evenly. He frowned at Naruto’s appearance. “I thought I told you not to let it go until this point? You can’t keep suppressing it, Naruto,” he said flatly, all too familiar with what he was saying.

Naruto growled lowly and turned back to the window. Sasuke could see the tense set of his shoulders and, upon closer inspection, spots of blood decorating the tanned flesh of Naruto’s hands, confirming what he already knew. He sighed, annoyed. “You know I don’t like what happens because of this,” Naruto said, voice pitched low and holding a desperate edge. “I can control this. I have to. This can’t go on, Sasuke; I can’t keep doing this to you.”

Sasuke grunted, and then scowled at the blond idiot. He had been back in Konoha for two years now and of those two years the last five months had been filled with this strange relationship between him and Naruto. They had almost completely mended their friendship when Sasuke happened upon Naruto’s secret. He had noticed the blond’s odd behavior for a few days, but had thought nothing of it until one night when he couldn’t sleep and he had spied Naruto heading out of the village.

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Sasuke moved from rooftop to rooftop at a speed slower paced than usual. It was late at night, probably somewhere around midnight, but the brunette couldn’t sleep and lurking around his family home full of painful memories wasn’t something he wanted to do that night. So he had left his house and took to the roofs, traveling with no real destination in mind. No destination that is, until he spotted another person and caught a shock of blond hair. Activating his Sharingan to confirm his suspicions, he gazed at Naruto, puzzled about why the other was out at such an hour. Narrowing his eyes and damning his curiosity, Sasuke changed course to follow the blond, masking his chakra.

He tracked the blond, confused and even more suspicious when he headed out of the village. What was the dobe up to? He watched as Naruto performed a henge on himself, darkening his blond hair to a honey brown color. He couldn’t tell what else the boy had done, but he was sure that he probably changed his eyes and maybe facial features, too. They traveled for about half an hour before coming to the small ‘town’ outside of the village. The town was mostly made up of nightclubs, brothels, some residences and other entertainment that you could search for if needed outside of Konoha’s gates. That was mostly for people who would rather keep their dealings secret. This made Sasuke even more doubtful of the blond’s activities. What would Naruto, of all people, be doing in this place?

He found out a moment later when the blond entered a rather nice looking building discreetly advertising that it was a business of pleasure. Uzumaki Naruto had entered a brothel. Uchiha Sasuke was shocked to his core. He never could have imagined that Naruto would visit a place like this, honestly, even with his time spent with that perverted Sannin. Shaking off his surprise and deep bewilderment, Sasuke put his shinobi skills to use and followed. Camouflaging his body to make himself invisible, he entered the building covertly and located the – former – blond. Naruto was at a desk with a woman sitting behind it who was smiling welcomingly at him.

“Konbanwa,” the woman said in a smoky voice. She had long black hair and dark blue eyes. “The usual this evening, sir?”

The usual? Sasuke thought, looking on the scene with many questions swirling in his head. He saw Naruto nod to the woman, giving a small smile in return.

“Yes, the usual,” he replied in kind. The woman nodded and rose from her seat gracefully.

“One moment, please,” she said and took off down a hallway. Sasuke turned his attention back to Naruto and watched the blond fidget a moment, before leaning casually against a wall. From his angle, Sasuke could see that Naruto’s eyes were a duller blue than his usual color and that he had his disguise make him look slightly older, like in his early twenties. He watched as blue eyes seemed to focus inward for a moment, before Naruto shook his head and sighed quietly. It wasn’t long before the woman came back with another woman, this one with dark brown hair and green eyes.

“Yami-san, it is a pleasure to see you again. Please follow me,” the new woman said with a smile. Naruto pushed off the wall and followed the woman back down the hall and Sasuke followed them. The woman led Naruto down several hallways with a few turns and some doors, before stopping at a dark brown door. “Everything has been set up as to your usual desires,” she said, opening the door. “Enjoy the night and pay at the front.” With that the woman turned and headed in a different direction.

Naruto licked his lips and a feral smirk crossed his face, looking dark and dangerous, something that Sasuke would have never associated with the idiot before him. Then, Naruto entered the room and Sasuke was quick to follow before the door closed. What he saw in the room made him lose all composure and gape. The floor was covered in plush red carpet and a large bed dominated one side of the room with a dresser and night stand. The walls were a cream color and had an intricate faint-gold design of swirls. On the other side was another door that Sasuke assumed led to the bathroom. On this wall was a painting of something that looked like several people embracing. The lights in the room were dimmed down a bit and candles added a softness that was completely shattered by the young man hanging at the wrists in one corner of the room. Manacles around slim wrists were attached to chains that were connected to the ceiling, aiding the man’s hanging state. He was balanced on the balls of his feet, stretched out and showing himself off nicely. The man was thin, but in a lithe, slightly muscular way. He was pale, but not unnaturally so and had black hair and black eyes, much like himself. Sasuke felt himself grow a bit warm at the sight.

A deep rumbling growl pulled Sasuke from his thoughts and he turned to see Naruto obviously admiring the man. His pale blue eyes practically bled lust. Naruto licked his lips again, and then stalked over towards the young man who couldn’t have been more than seventeen years old, a year younger than he and Naruto. Sasuke watched as the boy he once again considered a friend run his hand down a slightly trembling chest to a lightly muscled stomach. The boy hanging from the ceiling shuddered and arched a bit into the touch.

“Tempting as always, Daichi,” Naruto purred, but his voice was different. It was deeper, rougher and had an underlining growl in it. The sound struck something deep in Sasuke that he ignored in favor of watching the scene before him. He looked on as black eyes rose and gazed into pale blue with anticipation and desire burning in the dark depths. The boy opened his mouth and parted his lips to flick his tongue against the bottom one.

“To your liking, Yami-san?” the boy inquired softly. Naruto made a rumbling in his chest and bent forward to suck at the boy’s neck.

“As always,” he murmured. Naruto scattered kisses on the boy’s neck for a moment, drawing content little moans from him. Sasuke watched, wondering when Naruto had become so predatory and…sexual, for lack of a better word. But then again, Sasuke thought, he had been around that perverted Sannin, Jiraiya, for awhile. Naruto departed from the boy’s neck and walked towards a small table beside the bed. He opened the drawer and pulled out a few things that Sasuke couldn’t see. When he turned around he had a length of black cloth in his hand. The boy in chains made a whine deep in his throat. Sasuke looked at him and was startled to see the look of smoldering want in his eyes.

Naruto chuckled throatily and swung the cloth in front of the boy’s eyes with a smirk. Then, he got behind the boy and slipped the cloth over his eyes, tying it. The boy in chains, Daichi, was trembling a bit, Sasuke noticed, but his attention went back to Naruto and he saw pale blue eyes flash red briefly. Kyuubi. Interesting.

It seemed neither Naruto nor the Kyuubi – Sasuke wasn’t sure which – wasn’t one for procrastinating and drawing things out, because as soon as the blind fold was on, Naruto licked up Daichi’s shoulder, and then bit down hard on his neck. The strained cry was a mix of pleasure and pain and Daichi arched his neck to give better access. Naruto unlatched his teeth from the boy’s neck and licked the area again with gentle strokes. He clutched pale hips and ground his clothed crotch into the boy’s bare backside. Naruto gave a deep moan that seemed to come up from the depths of his body and began lavishing attention to Daichi’s shoulders and back. Sasuke was completely transfixed by the sight.

While Naruto had changed his appearance he was still tall – as tall as, or an inch taller than Sasuke – tanned and had light hair and eyes. The contrast while he was pressed against Daichi, who was pale with dark hair and eyes, was startling and amazing. It made Sasuke wonder about things he’d rather not, like what he and Naruto would like with the former blond pressed against him like that. The situation, however did give him a bit of pause as he remembered something Naruto once told him. After training with Jiraiya, and then with Kakashi; then after the mission to ‘retrieve’ him, Naruto had told him that there had been some side affects to all the times he had tapped into the demon’s chakra. Naruto didn’t know when it began, but a slow merging had begun between him and the fox. Naruto had begun to develop characteristics he’d only had when he tapped into the Kyuubi’s chakra. He now had semi-permanent heightened senses of smell, sight, and sound. He could suppress them when need be. If this was so, shouldn’t the demon-vessel being able to smell him, if nothing else, since he was using a cloaking jutsu to mask his body and his chakra was being masked as well? Sasuke looked back to the activity going on before him, only to see Naruto completely involved in what he was doing. He felt himself blush horribly at the sight.

Somehow, during his distraction, Naruto had removed his clothes and was now moving a number of fingers – two, he discovered after a moment – in and out Daichi’s…well. Sasuke felt himself blush more and shift a bit. He could have sworn he’d seen pale blue eyes glance at him, but it was hard to tell. Sasuke had felt himself reacting to the display in front of him since he had seen that look of lust in Naruto’s eyes. He wished he wasn’t in the room and at the same time didn’t want to leave. Despite what many would think Sasuke was not completely oblivious to the world of sex and hormones. He just chose to ignore it the majority of the time. But he wasn’t ignorant to sex, whether it is with a male or female. Sasuke himself had had sex with a few females while in Sound and – out of curiosity after stumbling upon a scene much like the one before him, sans chains – one male. The experience had been so good that Sasuke had been too frightened to try it again. It was just an experiment, he had kept telling himself. But the sight before him made him ache in places for something he wasn’t going to admit he wanted.

Focusing back on Naruto, Sasuke listened to the sounds Daichi made as Naruto pumped three fingers in and out of him. From what Sasuke could see, Naruto wasn’t being gentle, though he wasn’t being completely rough either. But Daichi seemed to enjoy what was being done to him. Finally, Naruto pulled his fingers from the other boy and turned him around in his chains. Sasuke was amazed at the sight of that pale back riddled with forming bruises. Turning his attention back to the seen at hand, he saw Naruto clutch pale hips in a hard grip that caused Daichi to wince as he positioned himself at the boy’s entrance. Then, in one long, steady thrust, he slid into him. Daichi groaned, head falling back and back arching. Naruto made a rather odd sound in his chest, like a growling moan. Giving the boy no time to adjust, Naruto began thrusting in at a brutal pace, not wavering from his rhythm.

Sasuke couldn’t take his eyes off the sight. Daichi was crying out loudly in words and incoherently with a mix of pain and pleasure in his voice. Naruto was pushing and pulling the boy as he pleased with his hands, even as he leaned forward and bit savagely into the boy’s throat. If he had thought the man he slept with while in Sound had been a bit rough, Naruto’s actions now had nothing on him. He was abusing the boy in the most pleasurable of ways, if the way Daichi was moaning was any proof. And Sasuke couldn’t deny that it affected him too. He realized, after a moment, that he had been unconsciously rubbing himself and stopped immediately. He was not going to pleasure himself while spying on Naruto who was brutally fucking some brothel-boy! He wasn’t, except that his hand was still rubbing lightly at his erection. Damn it all!

Sasuke put his hands at his sides and clenched them into fists, looking away from the scene. He really didn’t need to watch anymore, so why were his eyes being drawn back to the sight? He honestly couldn’t look away. Eyes locked on the two, Sasuke watched as Naruto clutched a slim hip enough to bruise with one hand and the boy’s cock with the other, as his movements grew erratic. And then he froze, eyes rolling up in his head as his lids fell shut, white teeth still sunk into a pale shoulder. There were two large rivulets of blood falling over Daichi’s shoulder. Daichi screamed, rocking back against Naruto, his dark eyes rolling back into his head as he came. Then both of them slumped forward, limp and sated, one resting on the back of the other.

Naruto pulled away after a moment, pulling out of the boy, and then licking at his shoulder. He stopped and inspected his work with a satisfied smirk, and then walked around the chained figure and took his mouth in an aggressive kiss. He nuzzled Daichi under his chin, and then walked – completely naked – towards the nightstand beside the bed. He picked up something and walked back towards the boy. Sasuke watched, struggling to not shift at the uncomfortable press of his pants to his hard manhood, as Naruto reached up and began fiddling with the manacles. It was a key, obviously.

Naruto got the boy down and carried him over to the bed, laying him down on it, before climbing on himself. Daichi turned and nuzzled his face into Naruto’s stomach. Naruto chuckled and danced his fingers over the boy’s bruised hip. “I’ll give you a little break before we go again, hmm?” Naruto teased, hand trailing from hip to thigh. He shifted and moved around so he had better access to what he needed. It wasn’t long before Naruto began sucking and biting on Daichi again, who responded to the touches.

Sasuke waited for them to be distracted by their activities, before slipping from the room silently. He then made his way back to the front where he felt relief wash through him at the lack of receptionist. He quickly left through the door he had entered. Once outside he breathed in the night air that was a sharp contrast to the stifling room in the brothel. He would wait atop the roof across the street from the brothel for the blond, and then he would question him.

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It was almost two hours later when Naruto finally emerged from the brothel. He looked significantly calmer than when he first entered and very much satisfied. The blond walked a bit away from the brothel, before hopping onto a roof. Sasuke followed after him and cut him off. “Hello, Naruto,” he drawled coolly, looking at the blond. Naruto looked back at him his pale blue eyes showing shock.

“S-Sasuke, what are you doing here?!” Naruto demanded, looking panicked and angry.

“The better question is what are you doing here? You don’t seem the type to go to a brothel,” Sasuke said, quirking an eyebrow at the blond.

Naruto turned red and spluttered a moment, before clamping his mouth shut and looking away. He shifted on his feet, looking tense and wary. Sasuke took in every action with a silent calm that he had mastered over the years. “It's none of your business what I’m doing here, teme! Why were you following me, huh? Didn’t have anything better to do?” Naruto spat out scathingly, pale blue eyes glaring at him as he hadn’t dropped the false appearance yet.

Sasuke sighed. “You seemed awfully suspicious, dobe, and I wanted to see what kind of trouble you may have gotten yourself into. Kami knows it wouldn’t be the first time,” he smirked, hoping to anger the blond into giving him answers. It usually worked on him. Naruto growled and Sasuke was painfully reminded of the sounds the blond had made when he had been in the room with him. He tilted his head down a bit to let his bangs cover his blushing face. He didn’t need to be affected by this now, not again, anyway, when it had taken a while for him to calm down before.

“Are you saying I can’t take care of myself, you bastard? I’m fucking capable of protecting myself!” Naruto yelled. His hands curled into fists and he was glaring at Sasuke with those pale blue eyes that seemed a little less intense than his natural blue ones.

“As many times as I’ve had to bail your ass out, it’s hard to believe you can,” Sasuke said, smirking at the blond. Naruto growled again – which really didn’t help – and remained silent, glaring at him.

“I’ve saved your ass a couple times, too, bastard, so don’t get full of yourself,” Naruto snapped, stepping closer and glaring him down from the new – shorter – distance.

Sasuke wasn’t all that comfortable with the closeness, especially after what he’d just witnessed not two, or so, hours ago. Time to change tactics, he thought, scoffing in the former blond’s face. “You know, Naruto, I think some people would be very interested in knowing what happened in that room tonight.” It was horribly mean what he was doing, but Sasuke had a strange suspicion that there was more to this than just Naruto getting laid and he wanted to know what it was.

What he wasn’t expecting, however, was the flash of pure fear on a face that suddenly looked all too familiar. Naruto’s disguise had dropped and now it was the blond he knew standing before him, his look of fear turning into one of absolute rage. And then his back was slammed against a hard surface, a hand was pinning his arms above his head and a body was holding his in place by leaning into him. What the hell…

“What the fuck did you see, bastard?” Naruto growled staring at him with his natural blue eyes that were ringed with red. Not one to back down, Sasuke looked back at him directly and answered.

“Only you, brutally fucking that little brothel-boy,” Sasuke said, a touch maliciously. “Didn’t think you had it in you, dobe, since I figured you’d be one of those soft types.” He sneers it at the blond, affecting a completely unfazed air. Naruto’s eyes narrowed and the grip on his wrist tightens.

“So, I didn’t imagine it,” he murmured, staring with an intensity that unnerved Sasuke a bit. Sasuke watched as a change seem to overcome the blond and suddenly he was smirking at him, that same feral smirk from before. It made Sasuke warm all over to see it on the blond’s real face, because, there, it looked even more sexily dark and dangerous. Naruto’s blue, blue eyes were dark in their intensity and his cheeks were stretched enough to draw out the whisker marks even more. It was a sight to behold, because Sasuke had never seen the blond – the boy who was his rival, friend and teammate – looking as such before. He also noticed that the red ring around Naruto’s blue irises had increased. “Seems our little Uchiha has a bit of a voyeuristic side, eh? Tell me, Sasuke, did you enjoy it? Did you enjoy watching me take that boy? Did you wonder what it would feel like to be in his place?”

The questions were delivered in a soft, purring tone with a taunting edge and they made Sasuke tense in embarrassment and anger at his embarrassment. “No, I didn’t, idiot, but I’m still curious as to what you’re doing here,” Sasuke said, struggling against the hold and the body pressed to his. The hand around his wrist tightened again, and then a knee was thrust between his thighs as a hand was settled on his hip with a disturbing amount of strength. He was pressed into even more, trapped between the hard, unforgiving wall and the hard, lean body of his friend. It only made him increase his struggles as his body began to react to everything. Why the fuck couldn’t he push Naruto off?

Maybe, because, you’re deliberately not trying hard enough to, a traitorous voice from the darkest corners of his mind said slyly.

As if he was doing any such thing! He didn’t want to be in this position. Right? Sasuke suppressed the tremble that wanted to overtake his body as his thoughts became confused.

“I think you did,” Naruto was saying and Sasuke turned his attention back to the matter at hand, or hands, as the case may be, which, ironically enough, would be the fact that he was being held against a wall by the blond. “I think you enjoyed watching me take Daichi. If you hadn’t you wouldn’t be getting aroused now, Sasuke.” Oh, now Naruto’s never said his name like that before and he really shouldn’t. His name was said practically oozing sex in its deep, husky purr.

Sasuke concentrated chakra into his arms and tried to throw Naruto off. The blond’s grip loosened and Sasuke pushed him back, delivering a punch to his face in the process. “What the fuck, Naruto?!” he spat, shaken more than he would ever admit by his friends actions. Naruto was looking at his hands, however, clenching and unclenching them. Then, when he finally looked up, his eyes were completely blue again and a look of guilt was on his face.

“Sasuke…I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do that,” he said, not really looking him in the eyes. “Its…I…,” Naruto trailed off and shrugged looking uncomfortable.

Sasuke sighed, but was still feeling irate with the blond’s previous actions, plus his own reactions to his friend. “Why don’t you tell me what’s going on?” he asked, though his tone clearly said it was more of a demand to be told what he wanted to hear. Naruto sighed also and looked away from him, a pink tinge coming to his cheeks.

“It’s, ah, complicated and a bit embarrassing,” Naruto muttered, but Sasuke could hear it anyway. He smirked a bit.

“If it’s embarrassing for you than I have to hear it,” he said, enjoying the blond’s discomfort. Blue eyes glared at him, which he easily ignored.

“Why the fuck do you care, bastard?” Naruto said, avoiding his question. Sasuke would never admit it, but he was a tad bit worried that something might seriously be wrong with his friend. Instead of answering he simply stared at the blond silently. Naruto gave an explosive sigh and ran a hand through his blond locks. “Sasuke, it’s really not that bad, so can we just drop it?”

“No.”

“You’re a real bastard, you know that?!”

“Hn.”

Naruto then growled at him again. “It’s because of the Kyuubi alright?!” he burst out in frustration and anger. Sasuke merely watched him with a raised eyebrow. Now they were getting somewhere.

“What about the Kyuubi, dobe? You can’t blame all your problems and shortcomings on the demon, you know,” Sasuke said, merely to provoke the other. It was a bit harsh and Sasuke knew it, but he was hoping the insult would prompt Naruto to speak.

“Fuck you, Uchiha! I don’t use the Kyuubi as an excuse and this is the damn thing’s fault. Do you want to know what’s going on so fucking badly? When I merged some with Kyuubi I took on more of its habits and qualities than I told anyone about. He gets really fucking restless and horny. Not to mention violent and aggressive, as well. Add that to the fact that I’m a fucking male who’s already horny half the damn time and I’m sure you can see where that leads,” Naruto sneered at him, glaring and panting from his little speech.

Sasuke was speechless. He hadn’t thought that it would be something like this. He had naively thought it was just Naruto getting off the best way he can since very few girls in the village liked him. Sasuke also realized that he was blushing fiercely from the heat of his face. He cursed inwardly and titled his head down so his hair covered his face a bit.

“Happy now, Sasuke-kun?” the words were purred directly into his ear and Sasuke whipped his head around only to discover that somehow Naruto had moved from where he had been and was now incredibly close to him. Too close. So close, in fact, that Sasuke could feel the heat coming off the other. And he couldn’t move, Sasuke realized with an edge of panic. He was frozen by the heat of Naruto’s body and his eyes.

And then, Naruto shook his head and backed up with a look of dismay and irritation on his face. “Sorry,” he mumbled, and then seemed to look inward. Sasuke breathed out and backed up a step, too, wondering if Naruto was talking to the fox. Naruto grunted after a while and scowled. “Damn horny beast,” he muttered, seeming to have forgotten that Sasuke was there. Then Naruto focused back on him.

“Keep this to yourself, Sasuke. Kakashi-sensei, Tsunade-baa-chan and Ero-Sannin know about my little weekly trips, but I’d really like it to not become public knowledge,” Naruto said, gazing at him steadily, before his eyes flicked off somewhere else. He seemed preoccupied.

Sasuke rolled his eyes, making sure his breathing and voice were even. “Who am I going to tell, dobe? It’s your business what you do and with who,” Sasuke said, trying to ignore the fact that he was aroused and hard for his best friend. Naruto looked back at him intensely, before giving a small smile.

“Thanks, teme,” the blond said, relief evident in his voice. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I still have a bit of…energy to burn off. I’ll see you tomorrow for some sparring Sasuke!”

And with that the blond leapt from the rooftop and Sasuke let him. When he was completely out of sight and Sasuke couldn’t feel his chakra anymore, he breathed a sigh and leant against the wall. What the hell? Sasuke thought, feeling uncomfortable.

It was just the night’s events and what he saw that made him react that way to Naruto, Sasuke reasoned. That was all. It had nothing to do with the blond at all. He was eighteen years old, damn it, and despite popular opinion otherwise he did get aroused like any other male his age. That was it!

Sasuke sighed, straightened up, and took off from the roof, heading back to the village. It wasn’t his business what Naruto did and Sasuke tried to convince himself that he didn’t care that Naruto was seeking satisfaction in complete strangers.

Because he didn’t.

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Unfortunately – or fortunately, depending on how one looked at it – Sasuke couldn’t convince himself that he didn’t care where Naruto sought sexual satisfaction for himself and for the beast inside him. A week passed and all Sasuke could think about was That Night, as he had privately named it. His denial didn’t last long as dreams of Naruto fucking Daichi turned into dreams of Naruto fucking him. He had trouble looking at the blond without remembering That Night in too-vivid detail. It got so bad that it began to affect his sparring with the blond.

That was when Sasuke decided enough was enough.

He did care who the blond messed around with, damn it, and he did care that it wasn’t him. So, Sasuke came up with a rational solution. As ninja they had stressful lives and sometimes they needed more than sparring, or drinking, to relieve that stress. Sex was needed at these times.

So, Sasuke came up with the rational decision that in order to keep Naruto from fucking complete strangers and to relieve his own sexual tension and non-sexual related stress, it was best that Naruto fuck him. Sasuke reasoned that it was friends helping out friends. And Sasuke was Naruto’s best friend, was he not?

He hadn’t expected the blond’s vehement rejection of the idea when Sasuke had presented it to him. In fact, Naruto had been so against it that he had declared Sasuke mentally unfit and had said he should seek out the Hokage immediately and get help. Sasuke had been stubborn, however, and had put aside all protests telling the blond in no uncertain terms that he could take whatever Naruto needed to dish out to calm the beast within him. It took a couple hours of arguments and fighting, but in the end Sasuke got what he wanted.

This was why he wasn’t surprised to see Naruto standing in the bedroom of his apartment, or shocked at the words the blond spoke. Even if Naruto had agreed to the arrangement, he still fought until it was almost unbearable, before he sought Sasuke out. Meaning that when he finally did, he tended to be more aggressive and rough, which was evident by the multiple bruises on Sasuke’s body. His neck, chest, hips, thighs, ass and lower back had bruising of some kind. But Sasuke wasn’t complaining, because the sex was fantastic; clothes and good chakra control could mask the bruises.

There were two things he hadn’t counted on from happening with this arrangement, though. One of them was Naruto’s insistent stubbornness against everything and his continual protest that he ‘couldn’t hurt him anymore.’ The other was his own feelings evolving beyond sexual satisfaction. He had developed a heavy attraction to his best friend on a deeper level. He didn’t think it was love, yet, but Sasuke wasn’t blind enough to see that it couldn’t end up being that way.

He sighed and grabbed Naruto’s arm, spinning the blond around and glaring into his eyes. “You damned idiot!” he snapped. “How many times do I have to tell you, before it gets through your thick skull, that I’m not some fragile girl who will break at a little rough treatment?” Sasuke pushed against Naruto’s chest, shoving the blond back against the window.

“I know you’re not! But I still feel like a total bastard for doing this to you. I mean, you’re covered in fucking bruises, Sasuke!” Naruto snapped back at him, eyes flashing completely red before receding back to almost-blue. Naruto pushed him back, and then grabbed his shirt and pulled him flush against his chest. At the closeness Sasuke could feel the heat pouring off Naruto, just as much as he could feel the hardness pressing against him. No matter what Naruto said, he wanted this just as much as Sasuke, but he needed something that was confirmation that Sasuke really didn’t mind.

Sasuke shifted and rubbed his thigh against Naruto’s cock. “What if I told you I like the bruises?” Sasuke said lowly, staring directly into blue eyes, ringed with red. “What if I told you that I don’t mind you leaving your marks on me?” and he rubbed his thigh harder against Naruto’s cock.

He felt Naruto tense even further, if possible, and his blue eyes widened as he stared back into his. Sasuke knew he was putting a lot on the line, but he didn’t want this to end and he had the feeling that if Naruto knew a little of what was going on his head he might change his mind and not end it.

“What?” Naruto croaked, voice sounding much too hoarse and lust-laden. Sasuke withheld a smirk, finding a weakness in Naruto’s defense. If he wasn’t mishearing anything, that is, and he didn’t think he was.

“How do you feel about the bruises, Naruto?” Sasuke enquired softly, leaving his gaze to say he wanted the truth. He slid a hand down Naruto’s chest and rested it on his hip. Naruto shuddered and the next thing he knew he was being shoved away and blue eyes ringed with red were staring at him incredulously, a hint of something darker lurking under the surface.

“Are you fucking crazy, teme?!” he hissed. Sasuke stood his ground and stared back at him steadily. “You can’t like being covered in bruises! It’s not natural.”

Sasuke couldn’t help rolling his eyes at that. “And since when is anything in our lives natural, dobe? And you didn’t answer my question. How do you feel about the bruises?” Sasuke said, making his tone more demanding this time. Naruto looked panicked and sort of trapped at the question; Sasuke approached him slowly. No matter how much Naruto was the predator and he the prey, Sasuke would always know how to calm him. Not tame, because Uzumaki Naruto couldn’t be tamed, but he could be calmed. “Naruto?” he said softly, tone no less demanding.

Naruto fidgeted, looking anywhere but at him, and then gave an explosive sigh. “I like leaving my mark on you, alight? It makes you seem like you’re mine…though I know you don’t belong to me,” he rushed to add, blushing and looking extremely uncomfortable and a bit mortified at what he had said. It was what Sasuke had wanted, though. Smirking, Sasuke shed his shirt slowly, dropping the low-level henge that concealed the bruises in the event of his clothes not doing the job. He ran a hand over a bruise on his rib. It was round and Sasuke knew it had come from Naruto’s mouth.

“Why deny it then, if you like it so much? Did you hold back on those you visited at the brothels?” Sasuke murmured, but knew the blond had heard. Naruto’s eyes were fixed on his fingers, or the bruise, Sasuke wasn’t sure which; didn’t really care, either.

“No,” Naruto breathed, fingers twitching a bit. “But,” Naruto began, and Sasuke interrupted him.

“Then why hold back on me?”

Naruto’s eyes closed at that and he turned back to the window; murmured something Sasuke didn’t catch, but made his pulse jump anyway.

“What?” he asked, moving closer to the other.

There was a long pause, as if Naruto wasn’t going to respond, and then: “I said, because I didn’t care about them like I do you.” It was still quietly said, but Sasuke caught it. His hand fell from his stomach and he took a step back gazing at Naruto’s tensed back. Naruto said he cared about him and Sasuke didn’t know what to say. As the silence stretched, Naruto finally turned back around and looked at him. “You see? I care about you. I know this was only supposed to be something to relieve sexual tension and all that, but I’ve discovered that I really care about you, bastard.”

Sasuke simply looked at him for a moment, before wrapping his arms around the blond’s shoulders. “It’s a good thing that I like you too then, isn’t it, dobe?” Sasuke said, before leaning in and kissing him, not giving him any time to really react or comment. It was as if the words, or the kiss, or both had broken some kind of restraint in Naruto, because his arms went around Sasuke’s waist and he pulled him flush against him, battling with his tongue in dominance for the kiss.

Sasuke made a quiet sound in his throat and shifted his hands so one was resting on Naruto’s shoulder and the other was entangling in blond locks. He pressed himself tighter against the blond, feeling hot and delirious with lust. Naruto’s hands slid down from his waist to his thighs and Sasuke got the hint; wrapped his legs around the blond’s waist. Naruto turned them around afterwards and practically slammed him into the wall by his window. Sasuke winced, feeling tender bruises being aggravated by the movement, but not caring.

Naruto pulled back from the kiss and went for his neck, sucking a patch of skin into his mouth, and Sasuke was ridiculously glad that he would have a hickey there, dark and telling against his pale skin. But even as Naruto sucked at his neck, he was urgently pulling at the pants he still wore. Sasuke knew that the first round of tonight – because Naruto’s stamina would never settle for just one time – was going to be hot, hard and quick. Naruto had held himself back for too long and he needed it now and Sasuke was eager to agree. But he wanted Naruto naked, as well.

Legs dropping from Naruto’s waist, Sasuke made quick work of the clothes he wore, just as Naruto swiftly divested him of his pants. Sasuke walked over to his bedside stand and opened the drawer, taking out a familiar tube. He was about to get on the bed when Naruto came up behind him and clutched his hips, pulling him back and grinding against his ass. He moaned and thrust back, reaching an arm up to curl it – backwards – around Naruto’s neck. Naruto nuzzled at the sensitive spot behind his ear, which caused Sasuke’s breath to hitch.

“Hands and knees,” was growled in his ear, the sound sending delightful shivers down his spine. Sasuke rubbed his bare ass against Naruto’s hardness once more before climbing onto the bed on his hand and knees. He lifted his hand and tossed the tube over his shoulder, glancing back to see Naruto catch it. Naruto’s feral grin made invisible bolts of electricity dance over his skin, because Sasuke knew it could only mean one thing.

Naruto – and by default Kyuubi – were very horny and Sasuke was going to be feeling very, very good in the morning, if a bit sore.

Looking over his shoulder, Sasuke watched as Naruto’s eyes bled red a bit more, though not completely, because he could still see the blue shining through like a beacon. The blond opened the tube and poured out some of the liquid into his palm, and then circled his hand around his shaft and applied it with up and down motions. Sasuke’s eyes were fixed on Naruto’s hand, but Naruto’s – he could feel – were fixed solely on him. Naruto groaned, still pumping his cock and Sasuke suppressed a moan at the sight, wishing silently that he had had the chance to engulf the long, thick shaft in his mouth.

“Naruto,” he said, voice like some kind of weird mix of plea and demand, eyes still fixed on the engorged organ he knows he’ll soon be filled with. Eager, he was eager, because it had been so damn long – almost two weeks – and between a mission and his own desire to have Naruto come to him, Sasuke hadn’t gotten what he so desperately wanted; needed.

Naruto removed his hand from his shaft and looked at him, eyes a strange mix of red and blue; hot, dark and intense and fixed on him hungrily. Naruto stood at the end of his bed and took hold of his hips, pulling him back until he was near the end also. Then, Sasuke felt a finger ghost over his balls, at the spot behind them, before finally coming to circle the rim to the entrance of his body. A finger slipped in without warning and Sasuke sucked in a breath, relaxed his body; took the intrusion. One finger became two and two became three; Sasuke arched and cried out – moaned; writhed – as Naruto’s fingers brushed against his prostate, stimulating the little bundle teasingly. Naruto stretched him, peppering sucking kisses down his back, right down the line of his spine. Idly, Sasuke wondered if Naruto was leaving more marks, but in the end he decided he probably was and he didn’t care.

Finally, Naruto pulled his fingers free and clutched one of his hips with one hand, the other – Sasuke knew – was holding his cock and guiding it towards his anus. Sasuke’s body tensed in anticipation, before he forcefully relaxed himself again. And then Naruto was sliding in, inch by gloriously thick inch, filling him, plowing a path into him. Sasuke felt himself gasp – arch – and push back, pulling more and more of Naruto’s shaft into his body until the blond was fully inside him and he didn’t just mean physically. Sasuke panted and felt another hand clutch his other hip, felt Naruto pant into his neck and he undulated his hips against the blond’s. Naruto gasped, and then rolled his own hips.

And then Naruto was pulling out, but just as quickly he was thrusting back in. It was all it took for the last of the blond’s restraint to break and Sasuke fisted his hands in the blanket as Naruto began pounding into him with abandon. It was just like Sasuke thought it would be – hot, hard and fast paced. Sasuke’s moans and cries mingled with Naruto’s perfectly as the blond pushed and pulled and thrust, as Sasuke pushed back and rolled his hips, inviting Naruto to take him harder and deeper.

Sasuke balanced on one hand, feeling his orgasm tightening in his belly and reached for his own neglected erection. His hand was smacked away, however, and Naruto’s circled around it as the blond growled, “Mine” so loudly, Sasuke would have thought it was right in his ear. And then Naruto’s hand was pumping his cock as he thrust into him, filling him, surrounding him, and consuming him. And all Sasuke could do was try to hold up under the pleasure; clench around Naruto’s shaft inside him.

The pressure built and Sasuke knew Naruto was close, too, by the tight grip on his hip. The coil in his belly tightened, tightened, and then snapped with a furious intensity, a sound bordering on a scream, a white flash-fire that swept over his eyes and blinded him as he came. Behind him, Naruto thrust frantically, drove into him, and then froze – tensed – and gave a sound that was edging around a roar as he emptied himself completely, riding out the climax by riding Sasuke weakly. And then they both collapsed on the bed, tired and sated, panting heavily; sweating profusely.

They laid that way for awhile before Sasuke felt Naruto’s weight affecting him. “Naruto, move your ass off me,” he mumbled, not really putting too much effort into the words. Naruto grunted and mumbled something, but pulled out and rolled to the side nonetheless. Sasuke turned on his side and withheld a wince as muscles ached, tender bruises were irritated and a pleasant soreness throbbed in his ass. He looked into completely blue eyes and gave a tired smirk. “See? Wasn’t it better to just admit I was right?”

Naruto snorted and rolled his eyes. “Whatever, teme, I’m not going to be the one with a sore ass in the morning. You kinky bastard,” Naruto said fondly, gazing at him with an affection that warmed Sasuke. Of course, Sasuke knew he couldn’t argue with the blond’s statement. It didn’t mean he wouldn’t, though.

“I’m not as kinky as you are, dobe. Don’t think I didn’t see those hand cuffs and that other stuff in your apartment,” Sasuke said, leveling him with a look. Naruto gaped at him.

“That stuff was in a chest and buried in my closet! And I never said anything about using them either,” Naruto mumbled the second part, blushing. Sasuke smirked and decided to play with the blond a bit.

“Bring it over next time and we’ll see what will happen,” he said, before leaning forward and kissing the shocked and excited look off Naruto’s face.

Sasuke already knew what would happen, of course.

He just hoped the hand cuffs wouldn’t do too much damage.

AN: This one-shot may have one or more companion pieces, but I guess in the end it’s still a PWP. I’m not real sure, because I may change my mind later on. Hope you enjoyed it. Please review!