Sweet Sounds
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
976
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sweet Sounds
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its affiliates nor am I making any profit from this work.
Sweet Sounds
“Please…ahh! Naruto please…”
He loved it. He absolutely worshiped it. In his mind there was nothing better, nothing that completed him more than hearing those two words. Especially from that mouth.
“Naruto…please…”
He reveled in his mastery of Iruka’s body. It had taken a while, maybe a year, to finely tune his touches.
He knew what each one did now, what reaction it caused. When he brushed Iruka’s left flank, his lover squirmed. When he brushed his right, his lover shivered.
“Mm! Please Naruto…”
If he swept his fingers down the outside of Iruka’s thigh, the smaller man would gasp. If he dare touch the inside, Iruka would arch just so.
It was like working out how to open some sort of living, breathing safe. It took a combination of movements, of twists and flicks, to unlock it to have a glance at the treasure hidden away.
“Please…oh Naruto…”
He didn’t think anything sounded as sweet as Iruka when he was begging. If he stroked up the length of Iruka’s leg and held his hip, his lover would roll his whisky coated body. Iruka would present himself neatly, his spine stretching, his head falling back…
“Naruto…Naruto…please…”
Another careful caress, a quick press of lips and swipe of a tongue, teasing pressure at the right spot… He was elated every time Iruka deemed him worthy and spread his smooth thighs for his heavy weight.
They fit together perfectly.
“Ah! Please Naruto!”
No matter how many times they did this, it always amazed him how sweet, how deliciously flawless they locked in place against each other.
Iruka would tremble and pant, dig his fingers in until his short nails bit at sun kissed skin.
And Naruto would moan. He would pull his lover’s hips up into his lap and in one stroke, would seat himself deeply.
Naruto loved watching Iruka when he did it. Loved seeing the already wide doe eyes go larger still in surprise. Loved it when Iruka gasped as he was breached so fully, arching high and baring his throat wantonly.
He loved the small noises Iruka would make as he squirmed and shook. Loved how Iruka shuddered when he wrapped his arms around his smaller body. Loved how Iruka pleaded for it.
How many times had they done this now? And Iruka still begged like it was their very first time together.
Naruto would bend low, brush his lips across the handsome face, smearing the trails of wetness that streaked down the flushed cheeks.
He’d start to move as soon as Iruka stilled, slow at first, because he knew that’s how his lover liked it.
Naruto touched Iruka with deft fingers, smoothing away the tension. He whispered his love, his devotion. Sometimes he’d say dirty things, things that made Iruka blush and look away from him, things that made Iruka quiver and sob.
Naruto loved it. He absolutely worshiped it. In his mind there was nothing better, nothing that completed him more than hearing those words. Especially from that mouth.
“Naruto please…stop…”
Sweet Sounds
“Please…ahh! Naruto please…”
He loved it. He absolutely worshiped it. In his mind there was nothing better, nothing that completed him more than hearing those two words. Especially from that mouth.
“Naruto…please…”
He reveled in his mastery of Iruka’s body. It had taken a while, maybe a year, to finely tune his touches.
He knew what each one did now, what reaction it caused. When he brushed Iruka’s left flank, his lover squirmed. When he brushed his right, his lover shivered.
“Mm! Please Naruto…”
If he swept his fingers down the outside of Iruka’s thigh, the smaller man would gasp. If he dare touch the inside, Iruka would arch just so.
It was like working out how to open some sort of living, breathing safe. It took a combination of movements, of twists and flicks, to unlock it to have a glance at the treasure hidden away.
“Please…oh Naruto…”
He didn’t think anything sounded as sweet as Iruka when he was begging. If he stroked up the length of Iruka’s leg and held his hip, his lover would roll his whisky coated body. Iruka would present himself neatly, his spine stretching, his head falling back…
“Naruto…Naruto…please…”
Another careful caress, a quick press of lips and swipe of a tongue, teasing pressure at the right spot… He was elated every time Iruka deemed him worthy and spread his smooth thighs for his heavy weight.
They fit together perfectly.
“Ah! Please Naruto!”
No matter how many times they did this, it always amazed him how sweet, how deliciously flawless they locked in place against each other.
Iruka would tremble and pant, dig his fingers in until his short nails bit at sun kissed skin.
And Naruto would moan. He would pull his lover’s hips up into his lap and in one stroke, would seat himself deeply.
Naruto loved watching Iruka when he did it. Loved seeing the already wide doe eyes go larger still in surprise. Loved it when Iruka gasped as he was breached so fully, arching high and baring his throat wantonly.
He loved the small noises Iruka would make as he squirmed and shook. Loved how Iruka shuddered when he wrapped his arms around his smaller body. Loved how Iruka pleaded for it.
How many times had they done this now? And Iruka still begged like it was their very first time together.
Naruto would bend low, brush his lips across the handsome face, smearing the trails of wetness that streaked down the flushed cheeks.
He’d start to move as soon as Iruka stilled, slow at first, because he knew that’s how his lover liked it.
Naruto touched Iruka with deft fingers, smoothing away the tension. He whispered his love, his devotion. Sometimes he’d say dirty things, things that made Iruka blush and look away from him, things that made Iruka quiver and sob.
Naruto loved it. He absolutely worshiped it. In his mind there was nothing better, nothing that completed him more than hearing those words. Especially from that mouth.
“Naruto please…stop…”