Secrets of the Forest

Sasuke twitched as Sakura bitched at Naruto. She was SO aggravating! Why the hell wouldn’t she shut her mouth!?

Finally giving up, he stood, sending his teammates a sharp glare. “I’m going for a walk.” he growled, already on his way to the forest.

“But it’s the middle of the night, Sasuke-kun!” called Sakura, trying to pretend she was sweet and loving, as if he hadn’t listened to her cuss Naruto to hell and back.

“It’s none of your business.” he snapped.

“Be back before morning…” drawled Kakashi carelessly, flipping a page of his Icha Icha book.

Nodding, Sasuke stepped into the darkness, quickly weaving through the trees. Once he was far enough that only a scream could reach his teammates, and nothing else, Sasuke channeled his chakra into his feet and stomped up a tree. Maybe if he worked out a bit, he’d cool down. His stomping turned to jogging, which to turned to running, which turned to scrambling for a handhold. He’d been so annoyed he’d completely lost his chakra control, along with his footing. With a startled cry, he fell through the air, really hoping not to crack his head on a branch on a way down.

*X*

Kyo watched with mild interest as a dark clad boy stomped towards his tree. He lifted a brow as he started walking up it, and then down again. Was he a ninja or something? If so, he was pretty cute. Very pale with dark hair and eyes. Maybe like a younger version of his boyfriend.

After a few minutes of watching the boy go up and down the tree, he started to wonder of the boy even realized he was there. He didn’t seem to. Maybe he wasn’t a ninja after all.

All of a sudden, just as the boy was turning to go down once more, his feet unattached themselves from the bark. Kyo ’s eyes widened as the boy fell down, just over an arm’s length from anything he could grab onto.

Kyo leaned sideways, grabbing the boy’s wrist as he fell past, giving him a tug. The boy landed in his lap, a dazed look on his face.

Kyo smirked down at the younger male. “You okay?”

*X*

Sasuke blinked up at his, dare he say it, savior. This was not his day. He was an Avenger, dammit, he shouldn’t need help from random people sitting in trees! …..wait.

“How long have you been here?” he asked, in his own way thanking the man.

The man looked surprised. His black hair fell into his mismatched eyes (blue and black) as he answered. “I was here the whole time. You looked like you were in a hurry. What the hell was all that?”

Sasuke growled. “Don’t lie. I would’ve sensed you had you been here before.”

“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” said the other man, chuckling as he scratched a deeply tanned cheek. “But like I said, you looked like you were in a hurry.”

Sasuke looked like he was about to get really angry, but suddenly he noticed the positions they were in. The taller, well built man was sitting with his back to the trunk of the tree, Sasuke straddling his waist. The man’s pants were very loose and fairly thin, as was his sleeved-vest-thing with the high collar. The shirt, if you could call it that, was completely open in front, giving him the perfect view of the mans abs, of which he was pressed up against.

The man easily caught his gaze, flashing him a smirk. “Like what you see, kid?”

Sasuke, to his horror, felt his cheeks turn pink. How was he supposed to fucking answer that!? He was an Avenger! Why was he blushing!?

Seeming to take his silence as a ‘yes’, the tan man ran his large hand over the smaller boys chest. “What’s your name, kid?” he asked, leaning in so that his breath tickled Sasuke’s ear.

“W-what’s it to you?” he snapped, trying belatedly to pull back, but found himself held tight.

“Mine is Kyo.” said the man, as if Sasuke had never spoken. One of his large hands started rubbing the pale stomach, toying with the hem of his pants. The other hand moved from his shoulder, running slowly and surely down his back.

Sasuke felt overwhelmed. Why was this guy touching him? Why was his face so hot? Why wasn’t he friggen moving away already!?

The man’s hand suddenly cupped his butt, causing him to jump slightly. “S-Sasuke!” he gasped, eyes trained on the man’s chest.

“What?” Kyo murmured, tongue flitting over the shell of his ear.

“My name…” Sasuke hissed, unintentionally arching against the taller man. “You wanted it right?”

Kyo smirked against Sasuke’s pale skin. “Cute name.”

Sasuke was about to protest, but before he could think of any decent insults, he felt warm, soft lips pressed against his own. His dark eyes widened in disbelief, staring straight into the contrasting colors of his ‘partner’s’. He tried again to make a protest, but the opening of his lips provided a place for the taller man’s to roam.

All thoughts of protest dying, Sasuke stared intensely into Kyo’s eyes, digging his fingers into the man’s white shirt. Kyo smirked against his lips, sensing his final true concession. One of his skilled hands began to knead Sasuke’s buttocks in earnest, while the other ghosted over his thighs. The tips of his fingers traced designs over the cloth, before beginning to massage his groin.

Sasuke broke away from the kiss, gasping, involuntarily pressing into Kyo’s hand. “G-God!” he hissed, feeling his eyes go Sharingan from the intense pleasure that the 15 year old had never bothered to indulge in. Now he had to wondered why. It was better then anything he’d ever heard of, and far better then what he’d overheard being described.

Kyo’s sinful hand played over Sasuke’s tool cruelly, torturing him. “Ever been like this with a man before?” Kyo purred, taking great pleasure in the gasp a light tug had initiated. “Or anyone at all?”

“Shut up…” growled Sasuke, panting slightly as Kyo’s movements became harsher.

Kyo grinned childishly, but quieted down all the same. Eyes locked on Sasuke’s face, he shoved his calloused hand inside the waistband of the boy’s shorts, immediately wrapping his fingers around the base of his cock.

Sasuke gasped, as if in pain, but his half-lidded eyes begged to differ. Instinct taking over the normally level-headed teen, he started thrusting into the warm tunnel of fingers. It felt so wonderful. He’d never imagine that something as simple as jerking-off could feel that way.

Kyo’s eyes never left Sasuke’s face as the boy pumped into his hand, only tightening and relaxing his grip at irregular intervals.

It wasn’t long before Sasuke’s pleasure hit it’s peak, and with a soft cry, spilled himself into Kyo’s palm. He shuddered as he rode out his orgasm, before falling against Kyo’s chest.

As he slowly came down from his high, a low chuckling reached his ears. “What?” he mumbled, annoyed.

“You look so cute and debauched.” chuckled Kyo, removing his hand from around Sasuke’s softened dick. Sending Sasuke another self-gratified smirk, he ran his tongue over one wet digit, cleaning it of the young ninja’s cum. At seeing Sasuke’s reddened cheeks, he leaned down plunging into Sasuke’s mouth once more.

Sasuke was too tired to keep his eyes open this time. The large tongue ran over his teeth, and he rubbed his own against it as well. The taste of himself was there, a taste he didn’t find himself fond of, but not near as against as he’d expected.

When air became necessary, Sasuke pulled away again, resting his forehead against the thin cloth of Kyo’s shirt. His eyelids were fluttering tiredly, but he couldn’t bring himself to be ashamed just then. With Kyo’s now-dry hand kneading his lower back he felt his mind simply shut off, and he drifted into a warm, black sleep.

Kyo smiled lightly at the sleeping boy, picking him up and arranging him a safe position on another branch, where he wasn’t likely to fall or get attacked by animals. Stretching out his arms, he climbed easily down the tree, whistling lowly. It was time he went and looked for Toboe. Maybe if he was lucky, they could greet any other ninjas hanging around.

*X*

(twitches uncontrollably) I have problems, I must.

Me and my boyfriend got bored, and we’re now writing PWP’s where the other one does…. Bad…. Things with anime characters.

Holy crap.

I can’t believe I wrote that, I’ve never even done a kiss scene.