Overtime

A/N: this is a little oneshot hanyou_elf asked me to do because i offered to write one for her after she extended her marvelous "death be not proud" fic by an extra chapter, which made me seriously giddy. i hope you like it, hanyou_elf!

so, in honor of her, valentine's day, and the ending of football season, i bring narusasu football smut. enjoy!


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Overtime
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“Whose idea was this?”

“It could only be Naruto’s.”

“He’s such an idiot!”

“Who’s the bigger idiot – the one who suggested the game, or the one who agreed to play?”

“It was the old people who wanted to play with him! They roped us into playing as well!”

“And I suppose you aren’t here just because of Sasuke?”

“Oh, is Sasuke-kun playing? I had no idea…”

“Tch, so troublesome.”

“You chuunin shut the hell up and get over here! We have a game to play!”

A chorus of groans followed the bellowed demand, and ten unhappy chuunin stalked up to eight grinning jounin, two sadistic sannin, and two beaming chuunin. One final chuunin stood between both groups, as one of the beaming chuunin joined the team of beleaguered youth.

Hyuuga Neji cleared his throat and took in those gathered. “The rules of the game are simple. The team to score the most points at the end of four quarters will be the victors. Standard penalties apply, to be extended to account for the strength of individual shinobi. In cases of extreme unsportsman-like conduct, the player at fault will be ejected from the game, and his or her team will forfeit. If, at the end of four quarters, there is a tie, it will result in one extra quarter, and the first team to score will be the winners. One last rule,” he eyed Naruto and Kakashi, “There is to be no use of jutsu, and failure to comply with this new rule will result in immediate forfeit. Captains, come forward.”

Naruto and Kakashi stepped up to the Hyuuga and watched as the pale-eyed man presented them with a gold coin. On one side was the symbol of the Leaf Village, and on the other was an inscription of some sort. The leaf was heads, and the words were tails.

“As home team, Kakashi’s team will call the toss. Kakashi-sensei, what do you call?”

“Heads.”

“Kakashi-sensei has called heads.” Neji flipped the coin. “And it is heads. Team Kakashi, what will you choose to do?”

“We’ll receive.”

“The jounin team will receive the kickoff.” At that, Naruto and Kakashi returned to their respective teams and got ready for kickoff.

Ino set the ball and backed up even with her line. She raised her arm to signal her countdown, and then she dropped it and ran forward. When she reached the ball, her leg fell back then swung forward, sending the ball high into the air and far down the field.

Gai caught the ball near the goal line and immediately took off down the field. Suddenly, a horde of chuunin was in his face, looking to take him down before he got any farther up field. He elegantly ran around them all, fully enjoying teaching the youth of Konoha that the ‘old’ could be even more youthful than them. Then something wrapped around his ankle, and his face met the ground.

Neji blew his whistle. “First down on their own 32-yard line.”

“In your face, Gai-sensei! Never think you can get away from Uzumaki Naruto!” Naruto threw his head back and laughed as he made his way to his defensive position.

“That was an excellent tackle, Naruto! Your youthful vigor will aid you well in this game, for Kakashi and I shall not go easy on you!” Gai returned, as he too got into position.

“I’m glad you two are having a good time, but let’s get on with the damn game!” shouted Tsunade. She bent down in her position, waiting for the center to hike the ball to their pervert quarterback.

“Blue 32. Blue 32. Hut, hut, hut!” Asuma hiked the ball to Jiraiya, who dropped back out of the pocket, depending on his line to protect him while Kakashi made his way down field. When his eye caught that of the masked man’s, Jiraiya smiled and brought his arm back to throw.

Sakura saw the arm move back the moment a hole opened in the offensive line. She darted through it, hoping to catch Jiraiya before he got the ball to Kakashi. But as she got closer, Anko appeared in her line of vision and took her down.

“Dammit, Anko!”

“It’s just not your play, kid.”

Jiraiya brought his arm forward and launched the ball to Kakashi. The Copy-nin caught it easily and tucked it into his body, looking carefully around him for obstacles. He was in the middle of the field when he saw Naruto coming up on his right. Knowing his students like he did, he guessed Sasuke was sneaking up on his left, and if it weren’t for the stern and all too knowing look from the Hyuuga, he would have used a jutsu to teach them a lesson about trying to gang up on their sensei.

Naruto feigned a tackle, but Kakashi knew that Sasuke was right behind him waiting for him to dodge. Instead, he leapt over Naruto, away from Sasuke, and continued his way down the field. When he dared a look over his shoulder to smirk at his students, he collided with something and went down. His vision was clouded with something green, only to find Lee clinging to him.

“That was an excellent run, Kakashi-sensei! Your eternal youthfulness is a constant inspiration to me!”

Kakashi groaned as he heard Naruto snicker somewhere behind him. Looking up, he saw the Uchiha smirking next to the bundle of giggling orange and black.

“Geez, Kakashi, don’t you know a distraction when you see one?”

Kakashi let out an irritated huff of air and got into position for second down.

~*~

It was fourth and three with thirty-four seconds left in the fourth quarter. The chuunin team trailed the jounin+ team by five points, and they only had time for one more play, two if whichever receiver could manage to run out of bounds nearer to the goal line.

Sasuke was behind Chouji, about to start the play. He’d activated his Sharingan, since it wasn’t technically a jutsu, and with it, he hoped to make the winning pass. If the dobe could pull off a miracle.

“Red 42. Red 42. Hut, hut, hut!”

Chouji hiked him the ball, and Sasuke tucked the ball to his stomach as he turned, faking a hand-off to Lee, who took off down the field as if he had the ball. He fell back some yards and brought the ball up. He pumped it a few times, looking for his receiver, and his eyes locked with Naruto’s.

Naruto was running from Tsunade, keeping his eyes open for Sasuke’s pass. Time was ticking away, but their offensive line was doing a good job of keeping the teme guarded. But as he watched and avoided another of Tsunade’s attempts to take him down, Genma broke through the line and headed straight for Sasuke.

The Uchiha dodged to the side and threw a blind pass in Naruto’s direction. Naruto dropped behind Tsunade and caught the ball, but it slipped through his fingers and hit the ground. The whistle blew the play dead, effectively ending the game.

The jounin and such cheered in victory, inviting each other out for sake, Tsunade and Jiraiya yelling the loudest. Naruto just stood looking at the motionless ball, wondering how the hell he’d dropped it.

“Nice going, Naruto!” Ino yelled at him.

“Cut him some slack, Ino. Tch, this whole game was too troublesome.”

“Now those old geezers will never let us live this down!” complained Sakura.

“How could you miss the winning pass, dobe?” Sasuke asked as he came near the blonde.

Naruto turned to him in anger. “If you could learn to throw right, fucking teme, maybe I could have!”

“Don’t even try to blame your fuck up on me, usuratonkachi!”

“Here they go again,” remarked Kiba as he rolled his eyes, the others giving huffs of agreement. When the first punch was thrown, they all left the field.

Sasuke straightened from the hit, wiping his cheek in disbelief that the blonde had actually just decked him. His Sharingan began to spin in anger, and he returned the hit, only to Naruto’s gut.

Naruto grunted, but he smirked into the pain, showing Sasuke that his hit had been nothing but a slight irritant. He grinned in satisfaction when those red eyes began to spin even faster in fury. One moment, Sasuke was standing, fuming, before him, and the next instant he was gone. Only several years of intimate knowledge of the brunette allowed Naruto to avoid the kick aimed at his head, as he crouched down and rolled to the side, easily regaining his feet and side-stepping the fist coming at his face.

Sasuke’s wrist was locked in a vice-like grip, the blonde’s other hand capturing his elbow before he found himself swung over a broad shoulder and into the air, aimed at a sturdy tree. He flipped, letting his feet barely tread the tree before launching himself back at the blonde. He almost wished he had a shuriken or kunai to throw the idiot’s way.

Naruto readied himself to catch the fist that Sasuke once again aimed at him, but just before it reached him, Sasuke spun, and his heel dug into Naruto’s back, sending him face-first into the dirt. Naruto angrily pushed off with his arms, flipping up and over onto his feet, twisting around to face Sasuke.

They wore matching smirks, though Sasuke’s was laced with a bit of amusement at the game they were playing. They had to keep up some form of decorum for their oblivious friends and superiors. Though, sometimes, it really was all about the fighting. And from the look on Naruto’s face, he clearly thought this was one of those times. As the blonde crouched and pounced towards Sasuke, the Uchiha thought it was the perfect opportunity to rectify his way of thinking.

Naruto slammed into Sasuke, slightly surprised the Uchiha had landed so easily beneath him. It wasn’t like the teme to not try to dodge. Then an elbow was smashed into his head, and Naruto rolled with the impact, allowing Sasuke to gain the upper hand.

Sasuke smirked down at Naruto, loving the way those blue eyes glared up at him in anger. Loving because… that anger could easily be turned into lust.

“Now, now, dobe, you’re about to get called on unsportsman-like conduct. We don’t want that, now do we?”

“Whatever, bastard! And I call this unsportsman-like conduct!”

“On what grounds?”

“On the grounds that… um… you… dammit, get off!”

Sasuke rocked his hips into Naruto’s below him. “I plan to, dobe.”

Naruto’s eyes widened in surprise, and Sasuke rocked his hips again. When he would have taunted Naruto into saying something to continue their ‘fight,’ the blonde surprised him by lifting himself up and devouring Sasuke with his lips.

When the Uchiha moaned into the kiss, Naruto took the opportunity to snake his tongue inside that addicting warmth, licking everything he could, tasting the remnants of the sweet energy drink Sasuke had consumed during the game. Naruto grinned into the kiss, his thoughts drifting to just how much energy the brunette was going to need after starting this little make-out session.

When he felt Sasuke’s body relax against his, Naruto flipped them over so he was on top of his beautifully pale lover. Sasuke was growling at him, but he knew a growl of lust when he heard one, and Naruto did some hip-rocking of his own. Sasuke hissed at the friction, along with Naruto, and they began a frantic rhythm of grinding against one another, teeth clashing in passion-filled kisses, their needs flaring inside them hotter than any chakra.

Sasuke tried to keep his moans within his throat to a low, breathy sound, but the intensity of his desire wouldn’t allow it. He was so insanely aroused, and Naruto hadn’t even done anything! Sasuke furrowed his brow as he went about changing that situation. With Naruto’s lips still clamped firmly to his own, Sasuke moved his hands to either side of Naruto’s shirt collar and ripped the offending garment in two, letting it fall to the ground around him while Naruto snarled like an animal in heat.

‘Close enough.’ Sasuke smirked into yet another kiss at the thought of Naruto pounding him into the ground like an alpha male claiming his mate. He imagined that thick cock ramming into him harder and deeper than it ever had before, making him scream loud enough for the older shinobi to hear over their alcohol-induced laughter. The very thought almost put an end to his fun prematurely, so he moved a hand down to Naruto’s erection to get things going.

Naruto arched his back and gasped as a pale hand fondled him through his pants. He knew Sasuke was trying to tell him to get on with it, and he was hard pressed not to agree. He could smell the lust rolling off of Sasuke, and the damn fox’s nature was getting the best of him, urging him to tear off the last barriers between them and just fuck Sasuke so hard no one would ever think the pale man belonged to anyone else.

And Naruto did just that.

Sasuke gasped as Naruto grabbed a fist full of his pants and tore them from his body. Then the blonde’s went, and Sasuke drooled at the sight of that glorious dick that he’d kill to have inside him. Right. Now.

Naruto, so overcome by this raging need, wasted no time and engulfed Sasuke’s cock to the hilt, running his fingers sensually up the pale skin until they reached a gaping mouth. Lips immediately tightened around the digits, and Naruto greedily sucked Sasuke while the raven-haired man sucked his fingers.

Sasuke groaned in protest when those fingers slipped from his mouth, but it was soon replaced by a cry of ecstasy as one of them slipped deep within his ass. There was only a second’s respite before a second one joined it, an agonizing prelude to Sasuke’s heaven. Then those fingers stabbed at that special spot inside that made his world shrink, and he focused on Naruto alone, his god.

“Oh, you so like that, teme,” Naruto husked as he let Sasuke’s cock slip from his mouth. He scissored his fingers in Sasuke’s ass one last time before retracting them and lining his own aching shaft with the semi-stretched hole. This was going to be a “Hail Mary” thrust, and he knew his pain-whore of a lover would appreciate it very much. His hands securely on Sasuke’s hips, Naruto thrust forward into blissful heat.

Sasuke screamed at the feeling of being split in two, and it was so good and so perfect, and then Naruto started to move; a breakneck pace that pummeled Sasuke’s body into the ground and had him clawing Naruto’s back to hell. He shifted his hips to take his dobe in deeper, and the thick beast within him nailed his prostate, causing the Uchiha to scream even louder than before.

“Uhn, Naruto… faster… deeper… dammit, fuck me harder!”

A feral growl of lust built up in Naruto’s chest, his lover’s cries spurring him on. His thrusts came faster, were sharper, speared his lover’s sweet spot so painfully well on each hit home, causing Sasuke’s screams of pleasure to reverberate around the clearing. A small part of Naruto’s mind realized that his claws were drawn, and his tongue kept flicking over elongated fangs. But the heady rush of ecstasy had Naruto in a state of non-caring, and he leaned down to fasten those fangs into the pale skin of his lover’s throat. Then that clenching warmth clamped down even tighter on his cock, and Sasuke’s almost inhuman yell of release had Naruto coming deep within his lover’s ass.

When all his senses came back, Naruto was almost too embarrassed over his animalistic actions with his lover to even look at the Uchiha. But he dared a peek anyway to see Sasuke laying still, his eyes closed and his chest moving quickly to regain his breath. But he also noticed the small smile on sated lips.

Sasuke felt Naruto’s eyes on him and turned a smirk in the blonde’s direction. That was the best sex he’d ever had to date with his dobe, Naruto’s wild animal side a thrilling new addition to their passionate repertoire. Things like that only made the slow lovemaking that much sweeter.

“Hey, dobe,” Sasuke rasped, his throat hoarse from his ecstatic screams.

“What?”

“What should your penalty be for roughing the passer?”

“Fuck you, Uchiha.”

“Hm, I was thinking the same thing…”

~*~

Neji walked into the restaurant and sat down with the other chuunin who had played and lost. The jounin and whatnot were over on the other side of the establishment, already drunk off their asses with victory sake. He spied a bowl of ramen in front of an empty seat and sent it a small smirk.

“Neji, I thought you went to get Naruto and Sasuke-kun? We even bought Naruto some ‘good game’ ramen.” Sakura pouted at him.

“I’m sorry, Haruno-san, but I didn’t want to interrupt them, as they were playing a little… overtime.”


~owari~


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Happy Valentine's Day!