Breakfast in bed

Author's note:
Written for Rasengan22's birthday.
It turned out smuttier than planned, but hey, smut's good for the soul! :3

Genre/Warning:
PWP, smut: anal, yaoi, abuse of italics, unbeta'dness.

Breakfast in bed.

Sasuke awoke to the sound of pots and pans clattering and banging together in the kitchen.
Grumbling, he turned over on his side, burying his head in his pillow, trying to drown out the noise.
He´d almost succeeded in drowsing off, when a loud crash stirred him halfway into heartattack.

"Naruto!!"
"Don't get up!" came the reply from the kitchen.
"What the hell are you doing in there?!"
"Don't worry about it!" Naruto sounded a little rushed, "It's all under control!"

More clattering and crashing.
And then a slightly unnerving sizzling sound...
Sasuke grew increasingly worried, but decided that maybe it was best for his nerves to stay put.

He waited.
The sizzling noise got worse, and was accompanied with the smell of something burning, and Naruto swearing.
"Don't come out!" Naruto ordered, yanking out the battery of the smoke-detector just as it let out the first angry beep.

In the back of his mind, Sasuke was wondering why Naruto was in his house at seven am seemingly attempting to tear the place down.
As much as he liked, and would never admit to it, having Naruto around, and the domestic feeling that came with it, he preferred the blonde as an accessory in his bed, rather than as a calamity in the kitchen.

Sasuke sighed, falling back down, he decided to just wait, as it seemed that whatever it was Naruto was doing in there - he was really excited about it.

Minutes later Naruto, looking a little discouraged came into the room.
"What's wrong?" Sasuke inquired, "What did you do out there?"
"I was making you breakfast,"
That in itself was worrying.
"And?"
"The eggs got burned, the toast too...and we're all out of bacon...."
"Of course," Sasuke frowned, not wanting to think about what the kitchen looked like.

He caught Naruto´s frowning face in the corner of his eye, and realized how utterly down the blonde looked; like a puppy who´d been scolded by his master.
"At least you meant well," he tried.
Naruto sighed.
"No one has ever even thought of serving me breakfast in bed before," Sasuke continued, feeling uncomfortable at having to act comforting. "Why don´t you get me something to drink?"
"What am I, your slave?" Naruto mumbled, smirking slightly.
"You´re the one who wanted to make me breakfast..."
"Alright," Naruto moved closer, a wicked grin on his face, "What would you like?"
His voice fell to a whisper, his tone playful.
"Coffe, tea...or me?"
Sasuke snorted, "Idiot."
He was going to get up, but Naruto pushed him back down on the bed, that look still on his face.

"Sorry to disappoint you," he said meekly, acting coy, "...master."
Sasuke cocked an eyebrow.
Clearly Naruto had lost his mind.
But to say that Sasuke wasn't strangely attracted to this submissive, seductive attitude and will to please would be a flat out lie.

"Are you telling me..." Sasuke started, his lips finding their way to Naruto's neck, moving in a soft trail towards his bare shoulder, "That you have a secret desire to play maid?"
"Not really..." Naruto purred, "But I thought you may have a fetish for it."
"Moron," Sasuke smirked, catching the blonde's lips with his own.

Ok, so he wouldn't mind seeing Naruto dressed up in a skimpy little outfit, acting as his slave, sorry, maid for a day. But it wasn't a fetish.
He didn't have fetishes.
He just had a really hard time resisting Naruto.
Especially when he was on his bed, wearing nothing but pajama bottoms, and with that positively adorkable grin on his face.

The blonde lowered himself further down on Sasuke's lap, kissing him back, smiling against soft lips, running his tongue across before slipping it inside.
"Mmh..." he sighed softly, sliding his arms around Sasuke's neck.
Their tongues darted against one another, deepening the kiss.
Sasuke bit down gently on Naruto's bottom lip; tingles shooting up Naruto's spine as he did. Impatiently the blonde rocked against him, his erection already becoming evident as it awoke inside the flannel pajamas.
Sasuke tasted of morning and warmth and last night; their tastes combined. An intoxicating taste that went to his head, manifesting in his gut.
He pushed Sasuke back against the wall, hard enough for the raven to hit his head.
Sasuke growled, reaching his arms around him, dragging him down in one rough pull; pressing their bodies together.
His hand fisted in Naruto's hair, lips crushing down on the blonde's, leaving him breathless at the breaking of the kiss.
If he had fetishes, then Naruto definitely liked it rough.
A notion that seemed to always define their acts.

Moving his lips from Naruto's, to his jaw line, Sasuke trailed a path of kisses to his ear, sucking gently on the earlobe, drawing a husky moan from the other's throat.
He rocked his hips towards the blonde, their erections brushing together through the fabric of Naruto's pajamas, Sasuke emitting a low hiss.
It was too late to stop now, as if he wanted to.

"Naruto..." he growled, his hot breath tickling the blonde's ear.
"Nnh.." came the hoarse reply, Naruto impatiently pressing himself against the raven - just as eager.
Catching his lips in another fierce, close to desperate kiss, Sasuke's hand moved down the blonde's bare back.
Naruto's skin felt hot under his touch, but it was still budding into goosebumps in response.

The room felt absurdly hot all of a sudden.
Naruto's back was already moist with sweat - or maybe that was from his slaving in the kitchen earlier...
Sasuke's fingers followed the slick trail down towards the blonde's lower back, slipping his hand inside the waist band of Naruto's pajamas, fingers playing just above his crack.
Naruto purred against his lips, attempting to make the raven move his hand further down.
Obeying, Sasuke let his fingers drop a notch; two of the digits pressing briefly against the blonde's tight entrance.
Naruto thrust down towards him - and Sasuke moved his fingers away, smirking teasingly.
"Sasuke.." Naruto groaned impatiently.

The fingers found their way back, one of them circling the puckered hole.
Naruto was still sticky from last night Sasuke noted.
Sticky and wet.
He swallowed, longing to feel him; hear those cries of pleasure.

Succumbing to lust and want, and Naruto's impatient advances, he slipped the tip of one finger into him.
The angle was awkward, but Naruto didn't seem to mind. He was tensing up slightly as Sasuke pushed so much of the digit inside as he could.
"Mmh!"
"How's that..?" Sasuke asked, his voice heavy with lust.
Naruto mustered a nod; gazing at him with half-lidded eyes, "More."
"Hn," Sasuke chuckled softly, pushing another finger inside, stretching him, beginning to thrust gently, "You're so greedy."
Naruto let out a sharp breath, not bothering to respond; the fingers inside of him were teasingly brushing against his prostate, pleasure clouding his mind.
His nails dug into Sasuke's shoulder.
He wanted more.
"N-no more..." he hissed, "Just..."
Still holding onto the Uchiha, he tipped himself backwards, falling down onto the mattress. Sasuke's fingers retracted, and he felt strangely empty. His cock was throbbing against it's restriction.

Sasuke looked at him.
Leaning down to kiss him, he purposely let their erections get caught in between them - sweet friction arising as they rubbed together.
"Ah..." he bit down on Naruto's lip, rubbing against him a second time, feeling the blonde's cock jump and twitch against his own.
That did it. He couldn't wait any longer.

Pulling back he reached for Naruto's pajama bottoms, grabbing a hold of the waist band pulling them as far down as he could, Naruto wiggling out of them and then kicking them to the floor.

"Ready?" Sasuke asked, reaching for the bottle of lube on the nightstand, it was still open, and the weak scent hung in the air.
He squirted a generous amount into the palm of his hand, warming it up between his fingers, moving them down in between Naruto's legs.
The blonde sighed, arching up against him.
Sasuke couldn't help but smile at the other's impatience, stroking his lube-coated fingers over his entrance, one finger probing slightly; almost entering and then retracting again to resume it's gentle roaming.
Naruto shook lightly.

Continuing to stroke his fingers against Naruto's ass, Sasuke's other hand reached around the blonde's rigid shaft, beginning to move his hand up and down; pulling back the skin and revealing a single drop of precum leaking from the tip.
It made a knot tie in his stomach.
Naruto groaned, shifting on the bed.

Sasuke continued to fist him; running his hand up and down in firm, slow strokes as he climbed on top of the blonde, his lips finding their way to the spot where Naruto's neck and shoulder adjoined.
He bit down, and swirled his tongue over the hurt.
His kisses moved lower; down Naruto's shoulder, his collarbone, his chest, tongue flicking briefly over his nipple.
Naruto thrust back into his hand, gasping.
"Sasuke...!"
Sasuke licked his lips, continuing his oral assault to Naruto's nipple; biting, kissing.

His hand retracted from between Naruto's legs. He dragged it along Naruto's side; tickling him gently before finally propping himself up on it.
The frame of his body was tightly pressed against Naruto's; the tip of his cock resting on his entrance.
Sasuke held his breath.

"Why are you holding back?" Naruto asked accusingly, staring at him, "Come on..."
His breath was ragged.

Sasuke flicked his thumb over the weeping head of Naruto's manhood and then pulled his hand away, beginning to press himself harder against the blonde.
Slowly, the ring of muscles gave in, Naruto sighing deeply as Sasuke pushed inside; gradually burying himself deep inside.
"F-fuck...Sasuke..."
The tone of his voice, and those words... Were like aphrodisiacs.
Sasuke groaned under his breath, burying his head in Naruto's shoulder, lips pressing against flushed skin.

Naruto was hot and tight around him; his inner muscles already clenching around Sasuke's cock, urging him to move.
The first thrusts were shallow; gentle, excruciatingly teasing.
Naruto's insides were squeezing him, the blonde moaning next to his ear.
And Sasuke slipped from control; pulling himself almost all the way out and then thrust hard into Naruto again.
"Ah!"
Sasuke's own moan echoed.
He plunged deep into Naruto again, and again, and again; angling every thrust to meet with that bundle of nerves inside of him, having him hiss and moan and gasp, wrapping his feet around Sasuke's waist.

The tip of Sasuke's cock massaged his prostate, his lips sucking on Naruto's neck and his hoarse voice moaning in sync with his own.
Again his erection was caught in-between the two of them; rubbing against their sweaty stomachs. It created a friction that was close to painful; Naruto squeezing his eyes shut, thrusting up against and back into Sasuke, repeating his name over and over, aching for release.
"Na-ruto..." Sasuke hissed, running a hand over the blonde's torso, pinching at his nipple, causing him to cry out in surprise, before the hand ventured downwards to play with his cock.

It all came together as a shock wave of pleasure that begun as a knot in Naruto's stomach and then rolled over him, having him tremble violently and curl his toes.
He cried out Sasuke's name, dug his nails into the other man's shoulders and pressed against him.
Jolts shot through him as he came; strings of hot white shooting over his own sweaty chest and Sasuke's torso.
Sasuke's breath caught in his throat as he followed; thrusting as hard and deep into Naruto as he could whilst shaking, and moaning, hissing out Naruto's name as he fell down on top of him; their mouths coming together in a hard, wet kiss.

Sweat-slicked chests lowered and rose against each other, both men trying to catch their breaths.
Naruto smiled, stroking moist tresses of ebony away from Sasuke's forehead, then kissing it.
"Okay," he said, "Move."
He pushed the Uchiha gently, whimpering quietly as he slid out from inside of him.
Sasuke looked at him, confused.
"Where are you going?" he asked, watching as Naruto pulled his pajamas back on.
"Kitchen," Naruto said, grimacing slightly as a dull pain shot up his back, "You wanted a drink, remember, master?"
He winked.
Sasuke snorted, falling back down onto the pillow, inhaling the scent of musk, sweat and sex.

Naruto came back into the room with a tray of two bowls and two glasses of orange juice.
He felt something wet and sticky trickle down his inner thigh and caught himself thinking that he needed a shower.
But that could wait.
He plopped down on the bed next to Sasuke, offering him one of the bowls.
"What's that?" the raven inquired, as if suspicious at the thought of eating anything prepared by Naruto.
"Breakfast," Naruto smiled, separating his chopsticks.

Sasuke looked down into the bowl.
"Ramen."
He turned to scowl at the blonde.
But Naruto was eating happily; having shut the rest of the world, and Sasuke out.

Sasuke sighed, reaching for his own chopsticks.
The act had rendered him hungry after all. And he had no rush cleaning up the mess Naruto had undoubtedly left in the kitchen.

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Sorry it's not good or anything D:
I tried. <3