Cosplay For Naruto

Cosplay For Naruto

By: ladygizarme
A/N: I was hoping I would have a stockpile of Naruto x [fill-in-the-blank] oneshots ready in time for today. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to do that. This is only the second one I was able to finish in time. Nevertheless… Happy Birthday, Naruto! Hope it was a good one, with lotsa presents and yumminess! *smirk* Now on with the fic!

Cosplay For Naruto

Sasuke Uchiha sneered at the costume he held in his hand. When the accursed clothing didn’t immediately burst into flame as he wished, his black eyes switched their glare to the wig sitting nearby on his bed. When that, too, did not instantly combust, he closed his eyes and brooded on his predicament. This. Was. Not. Happening.

It was October 10th—Naruto’s birthday—and the blond’s friends always threw him a birthday party to celebrate the occasion. This year, Sakura Haruno had decided to make it a costume party. Since Halloween wasn’t until the end of the month, but was one of Naruto’s favorite holidays, he was excited about having a reason to get in costume with his friends twice in one month. He’d insisted that he and Sasuke go as a pair in costume, since they’d been going out for a few months now but still hadn’t broken the news to their group of friends. Sasuke thought it was pretty obvious to anyone who saw them that they were together, but Naruto insisted they needed to announce it officially. What better way to do so than show up to a party in matching costumes, right? Right!

Sasuke felt his eye twitch painfully. Just remembering the conversation that had led him to this predicament gave him the beginnings of a headache.

“But, Sasuke!” Naruto had said when Sasuke blatantly refused the idea. “Come on, it’ll be fun! Besides, you always go as the same thing for Halloween. Don’t you want to spice it up a little bit?”

Sasuke had given his boyfriend a withering glare. “I like going as a vampire.”

“Sasuke, you go as a vampire every day,” Naruto had teased his pale, black haired boyfriend with a snicker. “Wouldn’t it be more fun to go as something completely different? If we dressed as a pair, it would be even better!”

Sasuke had raised a dubious brow, completely unconvinced.

“Besides,” Naruto had added then, waggling his expressive blond brows. “Wouldn’t it be hot to have sex in our cosplay? If we dress up as a couple, the roleplay later would be freakin’ awesome!”

Driven by the insistence of his teenage libido, Sasuke had immediately mentally agreed, though he somehow managed to maintain his outward composure—just barely. With a surprisingly-forced sigh, Sasuke had asked the question that had led to his doom. “What did you have in mind?”

Naruto’s blue eyes had positively lit up at the utterance that, in Uchiha-speak, meant an acquiescence to his request. Unable to contain his enthusiasm, Naruto had immediately exclaimed, “Let’s do a Sailor Moon cosplay!”

Already thinking primarily with his other (slightly smaller) head, Sasuke had agreed without a second thought. Naruto had always had a thing for dressing up, and dressing up as a girl was something he took sadistic pleasure in, being so good at it that he would give perverted old men massive nosebleeds when wearing his costumes out. Even Sasuke, a boy who considered himself completely gay, was not immune to the blond’s ‘feminine’ wiles. He was convinced it was only because he knew it was Naruto in that skimpy outfit and wig, showing off so much tan skin, legs exposed all the way up his toned thighs—sometimes even up to his hip! Just thinking about it made a problem start in Sasuke’s pants, and he had to mentally shake the image from his head before it became noticeable and Naruto figured out what he was thinking about.

Anyway, the point was, Sasuke had agreed. In fact, he’d promised Naruto they could go as a couple, dressed in Sailor Moon costumes. Despite having never been into the magical girl anime, he already knew the characters and most of the storyline because of his boyfriend and Sakura’s obsession with the Sailor Senshi while growing up. He’d figured Naruto would be dressing up in his tried-and-true Sailor Moon costume, with the blond, pigtailed wig he was so fond of. Sasuke, of course, would be Tuxedo Mask. That he could live with. He would never admit it aloud, but he’d thought Tuxedo Mask looked cool when he was a kid. Plus, he already knew he had somewhat of a fetish for Naruto dressing as a girl, gay man or not.

Now, though, after opening the package Naruto had dropped off to him earlier, Sasuke was seriously regretting his decision. Inside the wrapping had not been the tuxedo, mask, and top hat he had been expecting. Oh no, it wasn’t anywhere near what he’d been expecting.

He opened his eyes to again send his patented deathglare at the items his boyfriend had managed to trick him into promising to wear. It was a white and green sailor uniform, complete with the too-short skirt with long bow that tied at the back, and bejeweled collar bow meant to tie just under the low-cut V-neck. There were white gloves, a golden headband, and a jeweled collar that wrapped around his neck. And let’s not forget the green high-heels, with straps that would crisscross to wrap around his ankle. Naruto had even included a pair of light pink panties for him to wear. And top it all off with a long, turquoise wig.

He was going to be Sailor Neptune. Sasuke was fuming.

Just as he was contemplating shredding the costume and blowing off the party in a fit of teen drama, Sasuke’s cell phone rang. The obnoxiously catchy pop-rock song that played as his ring tone told him it was Naruto. He answered it, his greeting coming out as a seething hiss between his teeth.

“Yes?”

Oblivious to Sasuke’s ire, or rather choosing to blatantly ignore it, Naruto’s bubbly voice greeted, “Hi, Sasuke! Are you dressed yet? I’m ready to come over.” The tone of Naruto’s voice changed drastically with that last sentence, becoming husky and promising numerous, unfathomably naughty things if Sasuke just gave in and went with the flow.

Unable to argue very productively with his budding arousal, Sasuke’s irritation deflated to something just this side of tolerable, tamed by his increasing lust and need to see the blond’s costume. If Sasuke was Sailor Neptune, maybe Naruto was Tuxedo Mask? Sure, they weren’t a ‘canon couple’, but Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask were the only canon pair Sasuke knew of. Plus there was the fact that Naruto hated dressing up as the villains, and Sasuke couldn’t recall any other guys on the hero side for that show. The whole point of this was to go as a couple, so Naruto must be Tuxedo Mask.

The thought of seeing Naruto all cleaned up and dressed in a tuxedo and top hat made Sasuke let out a moan before he could stop it, the image more than welcome, as were the ones that came with it—of what would happen after the party. He would definitely spread his Sailor Neptune-cosplaying legs for a Tuxedo Mask-Naruto. Now he couldn’t wait to get into that skirt!

In the back of his mind, Sasuke was still irritated at having been tricked, and cosplaying a girl. But with the promise of kinky cosplay sex looming in the very near future, he couldn’t find the desire to care at the moment.

“I’ll be ready in five minutes,” Sasuke answered Naruto’s question, his inner debate finally done.

He could hear the grin in Naruto’s voice when he said, “Okay, be there in a little bit!”

Before Sasuke could hang up, he heard Naruto call out for him one more time.

“Oh, and Sasuke! Make sure you shave your legs!”

Okay. The irritation was back. With a vengeance. Nevertheless, Sasuke’s happy erection led him obediently to the bathroom to find a razor and complete the task laid before them by the hot blond.

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Sasuke was going to kill his boyfriend. No, really. He was going to rip that ridiculously long bow off the back of Naruto’s equally-ridiculously short skirt—the one that matched Sasuke’s—and strangle him with it!

If you hadn’t guessed by now, Naruto had not dressed as Tuxedo Mask. Oh no. He was dressed as Sailor Uranus. Of course, if Sasuke had ever been an actual fan of the show, he might have seen that coming. Unfortunately for Sasuke, he’d had no idea the Sailor he was cosplaying as was out of the closet with her female lover. At least, not until Naruto had showed up at his door in a sailor uniform matching his exactly—though where Sasuke’s was green, Naruto’s was blue, and the bow at his collar was yellow instead of blue. Naruto also got to wear shoes that covered his feet, though his tall, blue boots were just as pointy-toed and heeled just as high as Sasuke’s shoes.

Naruto wasn’t wearing his infamous wig tonight, either. Rather, he had combed and styled his own blond hair to match the style of Sailor Uranus’s. On his ears were a pair of small, clip-on gold hoop earrings. Naruto hadn’t shaved his legs, though; Sasuke could tell. Though Naruto’s leg hair was pale and not too noticeable, Sasuke couldn’t help but notice with the way he was ogling his boyfriend’s legs as they walked up to Sakura’s house for the party.

Okay, so Naruto still looked damn hot, and Sasuke was really glad he’d jacked off after shaving his legs in the shower earlier, as he was now able to control the excitement of his cock a bit better. If he hadn’t, he would definitely be sporting a skirt-lifting hard-on by now, as he had already thought of numerous ways either of them could take advantage of these short, short skirts… but that wasn’t the point!

The point was this: Naruto knocked on Sakura’s door, and the pink haired girl immediately opened it to let them in. Sasuke barely noticed that she was dressed as Asuka from Neon Genesis Evangelion, before a loud, irritating voice called out from the other side of the living room.

“Wow, Uchiha, never expected you to come as a dick-girl! Naruto was right, this year is different!”

Kiba’s annoying laughter grated against Sasuke’s ears as well as his nerves, but he preferred to focus on that irritation rather than the blush he knew he was sporting from his ears all the way down his neck and not stopping until somewhere past the V-neck of his sailor shirt. Dick-girl, indeed. If only Kiba knew. Sasuke was suddenly doubly-glad he’d taken the time to jack off before getting dressed tonight. This humiliation was enough already without having to hear Kiba sing, “I see London, I see France, I see a boner in Uchiha’s pants!” again. This time, it would surely be a slightly altered version, to make up for his skirt-wearing status.

With a scowl firmly affixed on his features, Sasuke stalked off to find seclusion in Sakura’s room—a room he knew she kept off-limits during parties to make clean-up easier. He sat in the chair at her computer desk, arms crossed over his frilly chest, glaring at the door and waiting for the blond he knew would be right behind him. Sasuke turned his glare up a few notches and glanced at a nearby mirror to test it out, hoping to deter Naruto from any convincing he may attempt, as it would now be pointless. Glare settings finally acceptable, Sasuke returned his attention to the door. Now all he had to do was wait.

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Naruto cringed as he heard Kiba call Sasuke a “dick-girl”. He had known his rowdy, dog-loving friend would probably have some crude remarks to make about the costumes Naruto had chosen for himself and his boyfriend, but “dick-girl” had never even crossed his mind as a possibility. Now that it had come out, though, Naruto couldn’t deny it was actually a pretty good observation, as well as a damn good burn. If only it hadn’t been at the expense of his surly, antisocial boyfriend, Naruto would have laughed. Even if the insult had been aimed at him instead of Sasuke, Naruto would have laughed.

However, Kiba was his friend, not really Sasuke’s except by association, so of course Kiba had gone after Sasuke first. Naruto had cringed at first because he’d fully expected Sasuke to stomp over there and punch Kiba in the face. It wouldn’t have been the first time. Sasuke hadn’t even responded, though. Merely bared his teeth a moment and then walked off, not even looking back.

“Wait, Sasuke!” Naruto called, but it was no use as he watched the tails of Sasuke’s skirt bow disappear around a corner. “Nice job, asshole!” Naruto yelled at his friend, not caring about his harshness at the moment as he chased after his moody boyfriend.

He found Sasuke in Sakura’s room, just as he’d figured he would. The glare that met him when he opened the door did little to deter him, though he was a little surprised Sasuke had apparently pulled out the big guns. Naruto hadn’t seen that glare directed at anyone other than Itachi or overzealous fangirls before!

Unfortunately for Sasuke, the power of his glare had a slightly different effect on Naruto. Naruto had to remind himself that Sasuke was mad at him, and not actually trying to seduce him into having wild, monkey sex on Sakura’s computer desk. A misreading of body language like that could have dire consequences for certain body parts Naruto was rather fond of (and he knew Sasuke was too, under normal circumstances), so he was glad he’d been able to stop himself from jumping the raven haired boy—if only just barely.

“Come on, Sasuke,” Naruto cajoled, putting on his best kicked puppy expression, complete with huge, pooly blue eyes.

Sasuke tried to turn his glare up a notch in the face of Naruto’s attack-by-cute. “Knock it off, moron. That won’t work.”

Sasuke tended to resort to childish name-calling when under duress. Naruto found it irresistibly cute. After all, it was a sign that he was getting under the Uchiha’s skin, which often led to also getting under his clothes.

Not wanting to let Sasuke know he already had him figured out, Naruto pouted more, adding a bit of petulance to his lip, a spark lighting in his eyes. “Come on, bastard! It’s my birthday, and you promised!”

“I promised I’d show up. I promised I’d wear this ridiculous costume. I did not promise to shave my legs for you—though I did that anyway— and I did not promise to put up with your dog-breath friend, or his insults! I think I’ve put up with enough for you tonight, Naruto.”

Naruto blinked at him. “…you shaved your legs for me?”

“You told me to!” Sasuke reminded him in exasperation.

Naruto grinned. “Yeah.”

He hadn’t thought Sasuke would actually take him seriously, but he wouldn’t tell Sasuke that. Sasuke was mad enough as it was, and Naruto was actually pretty curious about how Sasuke’s legs would feel now, all smooth and hairless. What would they feel like wrapped around him? Well, he would never find out as long as Sasuke was pissed. Surprising as it may seem, the Uchiha rarely did angry sex.

Sasuke seemed to have mellowed a little bit with the small change of subject, so Naruto took his chances and walked closer.

“Come on, Sasuke,” he said again, a little softer as he reached out to grab Sasuke’s arms at the wrists and pry them from his chest. He pulled his raven haired boyfriend to stand and kissed him on his scowly lips. “It’s not a party without my boyfriend there.”

Sasuke scowled at him again, but leaned forward to take another kiss from Naruto.

“Fine. But if Kiba says one more word about what I’m wearing, I’m decking him.”

Naruto smirked at his boyfriend, threatening even in a skirt. “I was surprised you didn’t the first time.”

“I didn’t want to ruin your party,” Sasuke admitted a bit reluctantly, fighting off the blush that wanted to creep over his pale skin again.

“Aw! You’re so sweet!” Naruto declared, suddenly wrapping his arms around Sasuke’s shoulders and giving him a wetter, livelier kiss than the two they’d shared a moment before. He pulled away from Sasuke with a cheeky grin, giving a little giggle at the slightly dazed look of surprise on his boyfriend’s face.

Realizing the expression he was making, Sasuke again twisted his face into a scowl. Ignoring the way this only made Naruto giggle more, Sasuke grabbed his blond boyfriend’s hand firmly and marched them out of Sakura’s room and back to where the party was taking place.

With Sasuke’s back to him as he pulled Naruto along, Naruto felt it was safe to let his Cheshire grin of triumph show on his face.

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A couple hours later, Naruto was chatting happily to Sasuke about the fun he’d gotten the raven to have at the party. He was even more chatty than usual, due to the alcohol they’d been drinking, but still had all his faculties. Sasuke suspected he was actually a little worse off than Naruto, though you could never tell from his outward appearance or actions. At least, that’s what Sasuke was sure of.

It was getting harder and harder for Naruto to ignore his impulses concerning Sasuke, watching him swagger around in that short skirt—completely unladylike, and with good reason, but nevertheless sex-on-legs. To distract himself from the urge to simply jump his boyfriend and hump him for all to see, Naruto tried to find anything and everything to talk about. Yes, if he could just keep his mouth running, it wouldn’t have time to bite those lips—cherry red from the fruit punch Sasuke had been drinking—or suck on that pale expanse of neck and chest being shown off by the sailor shirt’s design. His attempt was growing more and more futile, however, especially after Sasuke abandoned the turquoise wig because it was becoming too hot, revealing his messy and slightly-sweaty mass of black hair beneath. Sasuke running a hand through his messy hair only made it worse, reminding Naruto of how Sasuke’s hair usually looked after he’d been thoroughly sexed. When Naruto noticed Sasuke’s gaze kept wandering to his exposed thighs, and Naruto could clearly read his boyfriend’s thoughts in the obsidian depths of his eyes, it was just about all Naruto could take!

Sasuke was devouring him like a starving man, just by using his eyes! It made Naruto hot; impossibly hot. He could barely stand to be in this room anymore, so full of people. That was it, he needed a breather! And, hey, Sasuke was looking a little worn out, too! He should take the raven haired boy with him! Nodding at his own brilliance, Naruto grabbed Sasuke’s wrist, unmindful of the fact that wrist was connected to a hand that was currently holding a cup of punch to Sasuke’s lips, and dragged the Uchiha away.

Ignoring Sasuke’s irritable grumbling about how Naruto had made him choke on punch and now it was in his nose—and by the way, that punch would stain!—Naruto opened a door blindly in the dark hallway he’d retreated into, and pulled Sasuke in after him.

As soon as the door was closed, Sasuke was pressed against it—hot, demanding lips claiming his own punch-flavored ones. Having no desire to fight the onslaught, Sasuke rather returned the kiss in like manner, quickly opening his lips for a seeking, alcohol-flavored tongue and meeting it with his own.

Naruto loved when Sasuke was able to let go and just feel things. It didn’t happen too often, but after drinking was one of the times it usually did. Even if Sasuke only had a little—and Naruto knew his boyfriend wasn’t quite inebriated yet—it allowed Sasuke to unwind a little bit and just be comfortable within himself, which in turn made him even more comfortable with Naruto.

Naruto danced his tongue around Sasuke’s, making Sasuke chase him. As soon as Sasuke thought he’d caught him, Naruto would pull away teasingly, enjoying the impatient noises Sasuke made when he really got into things and Naruto wouldn’t give him what he wanted. Sasuke growled and yanked at the bow on Naruto’s shirt, making disappointed and needy sounds in the back of his throat when Naruto still resisted. Finally, Naruto gave in to those delicious noises and allowed his tongue to rub firmly alongside Sasuke’s, continuing the action in an undulating rhythm that mimicked the movement their bodies had unconsciously began against each other.

Naruto could feel Sasuke’s erection straining against the tight material of his panties, making a telltale bulge at the front of his skirt in a fashion very similar to Naruto’s own restrained manhood. He grinded against that hardness with his own, hips meeting hips, their mostly-naked thighs rubbing skin to skin, only making them crave more skin contact.

Sasuke began impatiently tugging at Naruto’s shirt, the skirt inevitably the next to go, but Naruto stopped him before Sasuke could even remember he needed to untie the bow at Naruto’s collar.

“Wait, Sasuke,” Naruto said, holding Sasuke’s gloved wrist and looking into his eyes in the dim room, lit only by street lights outside the window. “Leave it on. “

The way Sasuke bit his lip as he realized Naruto’s meaning made Naruto’s cock twitch within his panties, all too eager to fulfill all the fantasies he’d ever had about just such a situation.

Naruto suddenly dropped to his knees, glad the floor was carpeted so his knees wouldn’t take too much abuse, and reached under Sasuke’s skirt to pull those pink panties down his legs. With a nudge to his ankles, Sasuke obediently stepped out of the precum-dampened garment, his high heels still on his feet. Naruto took a moment to remove his gloves so he could stroke his hands up Sasuke’s bare legs, enjoying and marveling in the strange feel of smooth, hairless skin on his male lover.

His hands climbed higher and higher, sending electricity shooting through Sasuke’s nerves, making him all the more impatient for Naruto to just get down to business, even as he masochistically enjoyed the torture of it. He really was a sucker for Naruto’s teasing, but he would never admit that to the blond. It was his dirty little secret. One of many, he now supposed, if his current situation was anything to go by.

Finally, Naruto’s hands were under Sasuke’s skirt again, lifting it up and holding it against Sasuke’s lower stomach with one hand as the other took Sasuke’s length into his fist and stroked. Sasuke moaned as his cock was surrounded by Naruto’s hand, changing to something even more guttural as Naruto’s mouth added itself to the mix, sucking on the head of Sasuke’s arousal. Sasuke allowed himself to be lost in the sensations for awhile, the feel of Naruto’s mouth and tongue doing unbelievable things to him too good to pass up. After a little bit, though, a sudden realization came to Sasuke, and he tugged on the hair he hadn’t even realized was in his fist until now, making Naruto stop.

When Naruto looked up at him questioningly, all Sasuke could say was, “It’s your birthday.”

Though he was really reluctant to actually give up the ecstasy he knew the mouth still on his cock would bring him, Sasuke slipped himself from that wet, welcoming cavern, and pulled Naruto up to switch their positions.

Naruto happily allowed Sasuke to trade places with him, grabbing his gloves from the floor before he stood and putting them back on as he was pushed against the door. Even though he really liked giving Sasuke head, since he loved making the other boy make those wonderful noises so freely, Sasuke was right after all. It was Naruto’s birthday.

Naruto was quickly divested of his own pair of panties—orange, Sasuke should have known—and then Naruto’s skirt was lifted to allow access to Sasuke’s mouth. Sasuke swallowed him down eagerly, foregoing the teasing Naruto enjoyed so much in order to devour his blond lover, nearly ravenous for him after being teased all night with this ridiculous outfit so much like his own. He licked and sucked and bobbed and swallowed. He took Naruto as far as he would go, until Sasuke’s pale nose was buried in golden curls and Naruto could feel Sasuke breathing through his nose as his hot mouth sucked at him mercilessly.

Naruto was moaning and groaning, his hips thrusting forward with Sasuke’s retreat, so that Sasuke had to hold back Naruto’s hips with his hands.

Naruto felt that coil in his belly and balls tightening, gearing him up for an approaching climax, and warning bells went off in his head. This wasn’t how he wanted this to end! It took all the willpower he had—and then some!—to make Sasuke stop before he came. It would be worth it, though; he knew it would.

Pulling Sasuke to his feet, Naruto turned his lover around and quickly bent him over the nearby bed, forcing Sasuke to have to brace himself on his arms so he didn’t fall flat on his face. Naruto kneeled behind him, his hands on Sasuke’s ass spreading his cheeks, and swiped his wet tongue over the small hole he found between them. The gasps and whimpers the sensation caused Sasuke to make spurred him on, and Naruto continued this action several times, making Sasuke’s outer ring nice and wet before pulling back to take off one of his gloves and suck on two of his fingers. Once done with this task, he pushed them both slowly into Sasuke’s opening.

He was feeling very impatient, the memory of his recently-aborted orgasm still very prominent in his mind and body, but Naruto didn’t want to hurt Sasuke with his impatience, especially when they didn’t have any proper lube. He tried to be patient, stretching Sasuke adequately. They’d been having sex pretty regularly lately, so thankfully Sasuke’s body was growing accustomed to this. It didn’t take long for Sasuke’s own impatience to make itself known.

“Hurry up, already, idiot!”

Naruto grinned, glad to get the green light from his lover. He stood up, spitting into his hand to rub more saliva onto his erection since Sasuke’s had dried somewhat during this time. Then, finally, the head of his hard cock was pressing against Sasuke’s eager entrance and pushing its way inside.

Sasuke’s arms shook as Naruto entered him, so Naruto wrapped an arm around his raven haired boyfriend’s waist as he continued pushing through that tight muscle until he was fully sheathed inside Sasuke’s warm, welcoming body. As soon as he was in, Naruto’s patience reached its limit. He pulled back and thrust back in, quickly building up a rhythm that had Sasuke moaning and bucking against him, the bed squeaking under the force of their actions. Naruto snapped and rotated his hips, experimenting with different angles until he knew he’d found what he’d been looking for by the sharp intake of breath he heard from Sasuke.

When Naruto started aiming specifically for that spot inside him, Sasuke felt as if his knees were about to give out on him, the building pleasure suddenly multiplied by Naruto’s dutiful abuse of his prostate. Not wanting to do something as embarrassing as collapsing during sex, Sasuke slowly moved onto the bed more. Naruto followed him on instinct, until Sasuke was finally on all fours on the soft bedding with Naruto still standing behind him, pounding into him over and over. Sasuke had the sudden urge to look over his shoulder at Naruto, and what he saw when he did nearly made him whimper in delight.

It should be wrong to be so turned on by your boyfriend fucking you relentlessly while dressed like a girl. It probably was wrong, but Sasuke couldn’t care. Naruto was hot no matter what, and the fact that he was mindlessly grunting Sasuke’s name huskily every few thrusts proved that he was all Sasuke’s. Just how it should be.

The tiny, green skirt flapped enticingly over Sasuke’s pale ass as Naruto pounded into him, the material caressing across Naruto’s manhood as he would pull out, fanning up with the momentum as he thrust in. Naruto was captivated by it for several mindless minutes, until he noticed Sasuke staring at him, his dark, lust-clouded eyes apparently equally mesmerized with the sight of Naruto fucking him in a skirt. Grinning at Sasuke’s rapt attention, Naruto locked a heated gaze on his lover as he reached down his gloved hand and began pumping Sasuke’s neglected cock. He watched those obsidian eyes roll up momentarily, eyelids fluttering before they again opened and locked determinedly onto Naruto’s.

They continued like that for the next several minutes, eyes locked on each other, having sex with both their bodies and their eyes. The sensation of Naruto’s glove rubbing his cock was driving Sasuke mindless, and he didn’t even realize the animalistic sounds he was making as Naruto brought him closer and closer to orgasm before finally sending him crashing over the edge, his cum soaking Naruto’s glove and the bedspread underneath him. Naruto wasn’t far behind, and with another call of Sasuke’s name, he was spilling himself within that still-spasming body, allowing Sasuke to milk him of every last drop.

They stayed locked together for several moments, sweaty and panting, trying to catch their breath. Though their spent energy had sobered them a bit from the alcohol they’d drank earlier, the aftermath of their orgasms was just as intoxicating, leaving both of them a bit hazy and lethargic. Just as Naruto was about to pull out of Sasuke, wondering what he could find to clean them up with, the door opened behind them.

“Told you,” a very familiar voice remarked loudly, sounding amused, smart-assed, and a little bit grossed out all at once. “Dick-girls.”

Then another voice was heard.

“Sasuke! Naruto! Not on my parents’ bed!”

Then the door slammed, and Naruto found himself deciding that falling onto the bed with Sasuke was a really good plan right now. After several more moments of near-silence, the ruckus being caused somewhere outside the door barely audible to them in here, Naruto finally decided to speak.

“You know what, Sasuke? We forgot to make our announcement about being a couple,” he said regretfully.

Unable to help himself, Sasuke chuckled. “It’s okay, stupid. I think they know.”

Sasuke felt Naruto nod against his back, trapped in the blond’s embrace as he was.

“Hey, Sasuke?”

Sasuke sighed, a sleepy-satisfied sigh. “Yeah?”

“Wanna cosplay Cowboy Bebop next time? You can be Faye.”

Once again, Sasuke found himself powerless against the power of Naruto Uzumaki, and merely snorted in answer.

Owari
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A/N2: Yay! Finally finished! Damn I’m lame…only two bday fics for Naru and I barely even managed that! Oh well… I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless. Please rate and review to tell me what you thought!

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