Team 7 Birthday Fun for Sasuke!

Team 7 Birthday Fun for Sasuke!

By: ladygizarme
A/N: Sequel to “Team 7 SNJ Fun!” though it can also stand alone if you wish. As the title suggests, it’s also for Sasuke’s birthday. It’s already July 24 by AFF’s clock, but where I am it’s only just past 11 p.m. So, I’m counting this as making it in time. *blows raspberry*
Warnings: M/M/F PWP, with pegging =D


Team 7 Birthday Fun for Sasuke!


Sasuke looks at the package sitting on the bed in front of him dubiously before flitting his gaze back to his two lovers.

Sakura and Naruto look entirely too excited for his comfort.

“What is it?” he asks suspiciously, again looking at the shiny blue wrapping topped with a silver bow as if it hid an exploding tag inside.

Naruto clicks his tongue in exasperation. “You’re supposed to open it, dummy!” Naruto, sitting slightly catacorner to Sasuke, nudges Sasuke’s knee with his own to make him get a move on.

“Come on, Sasuke,” Sakura cajoles, scooting closer to him on the bed and wrapping her arm around his to lean against him as she pulls the box closer.

The wrapping is touching his legs now, slightly cool against the skin exposed by his shorts. It seems harmless enough, and his Sharingan doesn’t detect anything suspicious (he checked); but Sakura is holding her breath as she squeezes his arm a little too tightly, and Naruto is practically bouncing with impatience as they both wait for him to open his birthday present.

Anyone who wasn’t made suspicious by these details would be an idiot, and Sasuke is no idiot.

He might as well get it over with, though. After all, neither of his lovers are known for giving up, especially on something they so obviously want, and it isn’t like they actually would hide an exploding tag inside. They’ve actually gone to a lot of trouble to keep him in one piece up until now, and he doesn’t see that changing any time soon, all things considered. So, with a sigh of resignation that hides his own thrill of curious anticipation, Sasuke finally picks up the package and begins to unwrap it.

Inside is a plain, white box, about the size of a shoebox but square. He lifts the lid, pulling aside the tissue paper to finally reveal the item inside. When he sees it, he almost chokes as his breath gets caught in his throat. He really hopes that strangled sound didn’t just come from him.

“I-it’s a…” he can’t even bring himself to say it. He vaguely recalls Sakura promising this to him, but he hadn’t thought she was serious.

His heart is hammering in his chest, and he’s not sure what emotion to latch onto—the surprise? The indignation? The apprehension? …the arousal? He’s suddenly missing that detached apathy his two lovers have been slowly but surely weaning him from.

“It’s a dildo, Sasuke,” Sakura supplies needlessly, her amusement obvious in her voice.

“Sakura’s, to be exact,” Naruto chimes in, equally amused and equally obvious about it. Sasuke can see his blond lover’s grin gleaming brightly from the corner of his eye without even looking.

“Well, no,” Sakura corrects, moving from her previously deadly embrace of Sasuke’s arm to sit up straight again, her legs folded primly beneath her. “It’s Sasuke’s. This,” she says, fishing something out from underneath the dildo, “is mine.”

Sasuke gazes at the thing Sakura is holding, unsure what to make of it. Logic tells him what it probably is, but logic doesn’t seem to match up to what his eyes are telling him.

“I-it’s, um… a harness,” Sakura tells him, color coming into her cheeks now as she looks down at it, avoiding Sasuke or Naruto’s eyes. “Um… for…for the dildo. You slip it through here…” she indicates the hole in front of the thing that looks like a strange variation of a thong, with straps hanging from it where the crotch should have been.

The red in Sakura’s cheeks is now spreading down her neck. Apparently, actually having it in her hand finally causes her some embarrassment. Sasuke suddenly finds it endearing, his eyes following the path of the blush as it spreads through her creamy skin, soon creeping over her collarbone and down towards the cleavage he can just glimpse at the top of her V-neck shirt.

Sasuke suddenly has the urge to get a better look at that cleavage—for example, without the shirt in the way; or the bra—when Naruto catches his attention again.

“Wow, it really looks real,” he says with a bit of awe.

Sasuke looks at him and sees that Naruto has taken the dildo from the box and is examining it thoroughly. It really does look real, too. Just the sight of it—with its “skin” a color that nearly matches similar skin on Naruto, its realistic size and shape and details (it has balls and even ridges and veins!)—held tightly in Naruto’s hand makes Sasuke’s own cock twitch. Even more so when Naruto gives it a few experimental strokes.

“Feels sorta real, too,” he notices softly.

Sasuke bites his lip unconsciously. Naruto turns his blue eyes away from the uncannily-realistic dildo and back to Sasuke, a lascivious grin spreading his lips.

“You want to test it out… right?” Blond brows waggle at him and then Naruto gives a little nod in Sakura’s direction. “She’s gonna use it on you, y’know.”

Sasuke looks back at Sakura. Her eyes are planted on the fake cock in Naruto’s hands just as Sasuke’s had been, her cheeks are cherry red, and she’s biting her lip as well. Noticing Sasuke’s gaze on her, she meets his eyes, her green ones dark and shining with arousal. She sucks her lower lip—the one she’s been biting—releasing it when it’s wet and plump and as red as her cheeks. Leaning over to Sasuke with her hands on his knees, Sakura brushes her lips over his before quickly pulling back.

When Sasuke opens his eyes (after realizing he’d closed them), she’s looking at him searchingly.

“You do want me to… right?” Her tone is unsure; almost imploring.

He does, but he doesn’t want to say it. It’s silly, isn’t it, to be in a relationship with both a man and a woman and be aroused by the thought of the woman… pegging you? Sasuke thinks it’s definitely silly, and embarrassing, so despite his two lovers obviously finding nothing wrong with the idea, Sasuke can’t bring himself to admit it.

As he feels the heat creeping into his face, Sasuke also feels strong arms wrapping around his shoulders from behind; a hard body pressing against his back.

“Of course he does,” Naruto answers Sakura for him, his breath hot against Sasuke’s neck as he does so.

Sasuke’s eyelids flutter involuntarily then, as Naruto slides his tongue along the most sensitive part of his neck and bites down gently, letting one of his sharp canines scrape Sasuke’s skin lightly as he sucks softly. His mouth slides up the column of Sasuke’s neck, and then Sasuke’s earlobe gets the same treatment that spot on his neck had.

“Don’t you, Sasuke?” Sasuke can tell Naruto is grinning that knowing grin, by the way his lips spread against Sasuke’s ear.

“Go on and tell her,” Naruto commands softly into his ear, his hands sliding down to Sasuke’s chest, fingers finding Sasuke’s nipples and rubbing slow, teasing circles around them through the thin material of his sleeveless shirt. “Tell her how much you want it.” Naruto pinches Sasuke’s nipples as he emphasizes the word, making Sasuke give an involuntary moan as he arches towards the teasing fingers.

Sasuke arches his neck to give Naruto’s mouth better access as it slides back down to his weak spot, and reaches out to pull Sakura into his lap. One hand slides over her hip and down to cup her pert little ass in her skintight shorts, the other hand slides into her hair and pulls her in for a kiss. As Sakura presses closer, opening her mouth for Sasuke’s tongue, Sasuke feels Naruto’s hands leave his nipples in favor of Sakura’s. Sasuke knows Naruto’s found his prize when Sakura moans into their kiss and wiggles her hips against his arousal, still restrained inside his shorts. He squeezes her ass to encourage the motion, and Sakura obliges.

Sakura continues the slow, rocking motion even when she pulls away from their kiss, panting softly against Sasuke’s kiss-moistened lips.

“Sasuke.”

His name is a pleasured moan and question all in one. Sakura is still grinding against him, and Naruto is now, too, his erection pressing into Sasuke’s lower back as he continues to nibble his neck and play with Sakura’s clothed breasts, and Sasuke wants both of them so badly he can hardly stand it. One of Sasuke’s hands moves back to thread securely into Naruto’s hair, encouraging his mouth’s ministrations. The other grips Sakura’s hip and moves her a little faster against him, leaning in to give her neck the same treatment Naruto is giving his.

Sasuke trails kisses up to her ear, and finally answers, “I want it. I want you. Anything, just…”

“Clothes. Off. Now,” Naruto finishes Sasuke’s thought simply, already tugging at the hem of Sasuke’s shirt.

Following his lead, Sasuke adjusts his position and raises his arms to allow his shirt to be pulled off, then immediately puts his hands to work removing Sakura’s shirt as well. Sakura’s bra has a clasp in the front, and Sasuke reaches for it immediately. Naruto’s hands meet his as he does so, and together they unclasp it, Sasuke’s fingers on the left side, and Naruto’s on the right. As she lets the bra slip down her arms, they each cup a breast, kneading and caressing with their fingers, fondling her nipples until they’re hard, rosy peaks.

Sakura moans and arches into their touches before reaching for Sasuke and pulling his head down so he can mouth the breast he’s been abusing. Sasuke does so obediently, tracing patterns over the soft skin of her breast with the tip of his tongue, licking around her puckered areola before sucking her nipple into his mouth. Sakura moans, gripping his hair harder, and he feels her and Naruto shift closer, pinning him firmly between them as Sakura yanks at the back of Naruto’s t-shirt.

Naruto pulls away to take his shirt off, and Sasuke immediately misses the feel of his body at his back—even more so when Naruto gets completely off the bed. Sasuke gives a groan of loss at this action, pulling away from Sakura’s breast to see what Naruto is doing. Sakura is looking as well, her fingers slightly loosening their grip in Sasuke’s hair with her distraction.

The two of them watch hungrily as Naruto pulls off his sweats and boxers in one fluid motion, revealing beautiful, tanned skin, sculpted muscle and abs, and his cock standing proudly from a patch of blond hair. Sasuke’s mouth is watering and he swallows harshly as Sakura’s breathing quickens audibly.

Naruto returns to the bed, crawling towards them as Sakura slides out of Sasuke’s lap to make room for Naruto. Naruto prowls over to Sasuke, effectively pushing him to lay on his back as Naruto kneels on hands and knees above him. Sasuke reaches up and pulls Naruto down with him, crashing their mouths together in a frenzy of lips and teeth and tongue, groaning when the ferocity of their actions brings their bodies into contact. They grind together, hips mimicking tongues as they ride a sudden momentum that’s too sudden; too rushed; but too good to stop.

But then Sakura is laying against Naruto’s back, pressing her naked breasts to him as she reaches around his body and grabs the base of his cock. The slightly-coarse patch of hair surrounding her sex tickles his naked backside a little as she does—she must have taken her shorts off while they were distracted—but Naruto is currently more concerned with the way Sakura is squeezing him until the pleasure changes to a slightly uncomfortable pressure that effectively stops what would no doubt have happened very soon otherwise. She’s done the same to Sasuke with her other hand, though it must have been a bit more difficult with his loose shorts still in the way, but nevertheless it did the trick. Naruto’s hips give one more twitch, still wanting to search for the former intense pleasure, but he fights his body’s desire for now.

Naruto grits his teeth as he tears his gaze from Sasuke’s dark, glossy eyes, forcing his body to calm down a bit so this can last. He sighs deeply, and Sakura takes it as a sign that he’s regained control of his libido for the moment. Slowly, she lets go of Naruto and Sasuke, her fingers dragging feather-light over them before leaving completely. Sasuke gives a sigh of want, but makes no further lament because Naruto is pulling his pants down a second later, and finally all three of them are naked.

Sakura moves to crouch beside Sasuke’s hip, taking his freshly-exposed manhood in her hand and running her hand slowly up and down. Sasuke’s hand slides up her thigh, between her legs, parting her sex with his fingers and running just his fingertips back and forth, the movement quickly becoming slick as she gets wet with excitement. Naruto watches them for several moments from between Sasuke’s legs, his hand squeezing his erection in time with their synchronized rhythm. Soon, though, he can’t stand just watching anymore, and he leans down to take the head of Sasuke’s cock in his mouth just as Sakura’s hand starts its downward motion again.

Sasuke is watching the whole scene intently, Sharingan unintentionally activated, so he’s fully expecting it when Naruto adds his mouth to the slow onslaught of pleasure. Despite this fact, however, he gasps, “N-Naruto!”

As Sasuke’s fingers dig reflexively into Naruto’s hair, tugging as he resists the urge to thrust into that hot, inviting mouth and quicken the pace, the fingers of his other hand slip just inside Sakura’s pussy, rubbing to the pace that Naruto’s mouth is now sucking his arousal.

“Ah! Sasuke…” Sakura breathes. She bites her lip and grasps one of her breasts, teasing the nipple with her fingertips as her other hand continues stroking the base of Sasuke’s cock.

Naruto moans at the taste of Sasuke’s precum on his tongue, giving a particularly hard suck before pulling back to tongue the slit, encouraging more. Sasuke’s fingers tighten in his hair again, neck arching back, and Sakura, watching all this through heavy-lidded eyes, suddenly wants a taste. She shifts a little so she can reach Sasuke’s cock with her mouth, causing Sasuke’s fingers to slip from her body. He immediately puts the wet fingers into his mouth, relishing the taste of Sakura’s sex as he watches her next move.

“Naruto, share,” she requests, caressing his shoulder, neck and jaw to get his attention.

He pauses his ministrations and looks at her, then pulls his mouth away to smile playfully at her. Sticking his tongue out, he licks a stripe up Sasuke’s cock, from base to tip. Then he gives Sakura that playful look again, this time accompanied by a brow raised in challenge. Sakura accepts his challenge with a raised brow of her own, also licking up the side of Sasuke’s manhood, sucking at the head for a moment when she gets to it, swirling her tongue around it before finally pulling away.

Soon Sasuke is breathing heavily, groaning lowly as he fights the urge to writhe and thrust while his lovers lave and suck him together. With Sakura on one side and Naruto on the other, the two of them bathe Sasuke’s cock with their tongues, taking turns sucking the head and occasionally sharing an interestingly erotic kiss with Sasuke’s sex practically throbbing between their mouths. Sasuke’s fingers dig into their hair and knead at their shoulders and necks mindlessly, urging them on. Just as he starts mindlessly murmuring in pleasure, though, their mouths both leave him instantly.

Immediately, Sasuke casts a Sharingan glare at the two of them. It’s obvious they coordinated both their attack and retreat only to leave him wanting and aching.

“Don’t stop,” he commands, though it comes out much too needy to sound threatening, earning him a smile of mixed amusement and pity from his two lovers.

“Don’t worry, we’re not done,” Naruto promises as he gets off the bed to go in search of something.

Sasuke watches hungrily as Naruto walks around to the nightstand at the head of the bed, his cock bouncing slightly with each step, forcing Sasuke to bite the inside of his cheek to avoid making anymore needy sounds than he’s already made tonight.

Naruto returns to the bed soon enough, again kneeling between Sasuke’s legs and urging Sasuke to bend them up, opening himself to Naruto’s intentions. It’s no secret what those intentions are—Naruto has the lube in his hand, after all. Sasuke holds his knees almost to his chest, concentrating on relaxing so he can enjoy what’s coming more quickly.

As a lubed finger circles and prods Sasuke’s entrance, Sakura leans over him, distracting him from the coming intrusion with sweet, though slightly precum-tinged, kisses. She nibbles his lip before tracing the tip of her tongue across the seam of his mouth in askance. He opens his mouth to her, and soon Sakura’s tongue is rubbing against his, dancing and twirling and pulling him into a rhythm that nearly mimics how Naruto’s fingers are moving down below.

At that thought, Sasuke is suddenly entirely aware of what Naruto is doing, and how awkward it still feels despite the fact that he probably should be used to it by now. His erection wilts a little bit with his discomfort, and it takes a ridiculous amount of self-control to stay relaxed and not squirm or fight the odd feeling. But then Sakura’s lips are nibbling at his jaw, and her hand is stroking him coaxingly, and then Naruto’s fingers find that spot and ohh, he remembers why he likes this so much because it just got so much better.

“Uhh!”

The sound he makes as he gasps in pleasure surprises him, but he’s too aroused to care as his hips tilt a little so Naruto’s fingers will touch that spot again. Sakura’s mouth is on his neck and then his mouth again, her breast presses against his bent leg as he reaches to fondle the exposed one, and Naruto keeps prodding and stretching and it’s still weird sometimes but mostly it’s… ohh, yes, there, don’t stop…

But Naruto does stop, pulling his fingers from Sasuke and wiping the remnants of the lube on the bedsheet as he moves to shift positions again.

“Sakura,” Naruto calls gently, his hand moving to massage and squeeze her backside as she continues kissing Sasuke.

She pulls from their kiss to look at Naruto questioningly and he smiles roguishly, making both her and Sasuke’s hearts race as he answers.

“It’s your turn.”

Realization of his meaning makes her eyes widen, and she returns his smile with a sultry one of her own, which Sasuke also catches with his Sharingan before they’re moving again.

Sakura grabs Naruto by the arm and pulls him toward her. Sasuke rolls slightly to the side to make room for the blond as Sakura presses Naruto to the wall at the head of their bed and gives him a taste of the kisses Sasuke had just been getting. Naruto’s hands move to caress her body everywhere they can reach, making her moan and begin to writhe, and Sasuke soon finds himself more than a bit put out by their exclusion of him. To remedy the situation, he presses up behind Sakura, his cock slipping between her legs to rub enticingly as he nibbles the backs of her shoulders.

Feeling Sasuke against her, Sakura remembers her original plan, and turns away from Naruto’s mouth in order to meet Sasuke’s over her shoulder. Then, before Sasuke really knows what’s happening, she’s flipped their positions, pushing him into Naruto’s lap, back to Naruto’s chest. Naruto’s sex prods between his legs, and Sakura takes hold of it while at the same time pressing Sasuke’s hips, looking up at him with a lusty fire in her eyes that encourages him to slide down onto Naruto just as much as her actions do.

His breath catches as he does it, feeling Naruto stretch him deliciously. When he’s fully seated, he barely has time to recover his breath before Sakura is in his lap, her dripping sex surrounding him as she moans uninhibitedly.

They start off slow, Sakura sliding up so that Sasuke can, and sliding back down after Sasuke does. Naruto’s mouth is on Sasuke’s neck, a perpetual promise of even more pleasure, and Naruto’s hands continuously knead and caress both Sasuke and Sakura’s hips, thighs, and ass.

Though they start off slow, they quickly find a rhythm with each other, having become so in tune with each other’s bodies over the span of their relationship—both as lovers and teammates. Sakura is the first to lose it, the position making Sasuke thrust deep inside her as he rubs her clit with his thumb. He pulls his mouth away from Naruto, who he’s been kissing over his shoulder, so that he can kiss Sakura as she comes. Then her sex is tightening, spasming around him, and he barely has the stamina to not come with her, remembering just in time that he’s not wearing a condom (and he’s not quite willing to put all his trust in her birth control pills).

He quickly pulls her off of him, his blunt nails digging into Naruto’s thigh in order to make him stop as well before he pushes Sasuke over the edge too soon, and continues abusing Sakura’s clit until she just can’t take anymore and pushes his hand away with a final high, breathless gasp. She leans forward to kiss him again, their former kiss having been interrupted by Sasuke’s quick, almost panicky thinking, and leans heavily against the two men as she recovers and basks in the lethargy of after-glow.

Sasuke’s arousal twitches against her belly, telling of its continued need, however, and Sakura sees the strain in Naruto’s face as he resists the urge to continue thrusting into Sasuke. So Sakura sits back, suddenly feeling energetic again, and pulls at Sasuke, urging him off of Naruto. Naruto looks crestfallen for a moment before she tells him to get a condom, and he happily hops to the task.

Then, as Sasuke is looking at her more hopefully than he probably realizes, Sakura finally reaches for the toy she bought him for his birthday. She fits the realistic cock into the harness, and begins fastening it around her body. It fits mostly like a thong, with a belt that goes around her waist and thin straps that go between her legs to fasten at the back, leaving her sex exposed by the “crotchless” feature. When it’s finally completely in place, she looks down at herself curiously.

It’s strange… a little odd-looking, maybe… but she finds herself really liking it, all the same. She wraps her hand around her new phallus, feeling the weight of it in her hand and hoping to get a better sense of what she can reasonably do with it. Since the dildo isn’t a part of her, she wonders with a little trepidation if this will really be okay. She’s also extremely aroused by the thought of this, though, and doesn’t want to back out now. With determination, she pins Sasuke with a look, and crawls between his legs. As she starts to kiss him, a soft and sweet pressing of lips quickly turning fiery and possessive, Sasuke leans back, trying to act as if he’s perfectly ready for this.

He grabs the nearby abandoned lube and gets some in his hand to slick Sakura’s strap-on. It’s more than a bit surreal to be lubing up his female lover’s phallus—especially since, despite being a toy, it is extremely realistic.

Sakura’s breath shudders a little in anticipation as she glances down between their bodies and watches Sasuke’s actions. When he lets go, the dildo bounces against Sasuke’s cock, and he bites his lip to suppress his moan even as he wraps his hand around the two and starts stroking them together. Sakura allows it for a few moments, growing more and more excited by this idea with each little twitch of pleasure that comes into Sasuke’s face. Then, she puts her hand over Sasuke’s to stop it, and grabs her artificial phallus, finally positioning it at Sasuke’s entrance.

He’s more than ready.

Naruto returns with the condom—which he’s had to search Sakura’s purse for because the box they keep in the bedroom was empty—just in time to see his girlfriend thrusting her fake cock into his boyfriend. He freezes just inside the doorway, watching with rapt fascination as that look he’s so used to seeing on Sasuke’s face when he enters him appears now, thanks to Sakura.

For a moment, Naruto is jealous. Before now, only he’s been able to do that to Sasuke. The moment quickly passes, however. He’s happy Sakura is getting this chance, and Sasuke is obviously enjoying it, so why should he begrudge them this? After all, he’s used the Sexy-no-Jutsu on Sasuke before, too… (granted, Sasuke was also a girl at the time, but that’s beside the point).

Sakura has worked them up to a steady pace, with Sasuke’s encouragement of hands on her hips, and Sasuke’s eyes are squeezed shut now from the pleasure.

“Nnn…Naru…” he starts to moan, but gasps sharply and opens his eyes wide when Sakura gives a particularly hard thrust. “Sakura!” he exclaims correctly this time, and Naruto’s not sure if the exclamation is an apology or if it’s because Sakura has just hit Sasuke’s prostate.

When Sasuke says it again, this time with more of a moan in it, and arches his back as his hands urge Sakura on, Naruto decides it was probably the prostate.

Slowly, Naruto approaches the bed, his hand idly stroking his cock as he watches his two lovers.

Sakura must notice him from the corner of her eye as he moves, because she suddenly moans, “Naruto, I need you.”

Sasuke opens his eyes to also look at him pleadingly, and Naruto is slightly surprised by Sasuke’s concern for Sakura’s pleasure. It makes him happy. Naruto thinks Sasuke’s concern might be just a little unwarranted, though, because he can clearly see the way Sakura’s sex is gleaming with wetness, some even dripping to the sheet below when she thrusts into Sasuke.

Her nipples are tight and perky, her breasts bouncing tantalizingly with her movement, and her body is flushed with obvious arousal. Oh, yeah, Sakura is definitely getting off on this, too. Still, Naruto has no objections to helping her along the way.

Naruto slides up behind Sakura on the bed, the pink haired girl slowing down as she anticipates him joining them. Naruto opens the condom he brought and quickly rolls it on. Then their positions shift slightly again.

Sakura leans forward, spreading her knees more to open herself to Naruto. Sasuke, as well, moves his legs so his feet can hook around the backs of Naruto’s legs, while Naruto positions himself at Sakura’s sex and finally slides in. It’s a slow thrust at first, but just before he’s fully inside her, he pulls back out and thrusts in fast—all at once. Sakura and Sasuke both give a sharp cry, the momentum from Naruto’s thrust pushing Sakura roughly into Sasuke. Then Naruto pulls back out, allowing Sakura to do the same… and does it again.

So it goes, slow out and fast in, over and over, until Naruto deems Sakura and Sasuke both prepared enough for a full out ride. Then it’s harder and faster and not only skin but bodies are slapping together in the brutal pace Naruto is setting while his lovers groan and writhe and moan and exclaim their pleasure unintelligibly as they’re well and truly fucked.

Just when they think they’re accustomed to the pace, Naruto ups the challenge, forcing them to keep up and making their pleasure climb and climb. Before any of them realize they’ve reached it, they’re plunging from the precipice, their orgasms shattering through them like a million panes of breaking glass.

Naruto slumps heavily over his two lovers, sweaty but nonetheless loving the warmth of them making him even hotter. He soaks it in, enjoying the way the two of them fit together beneath him. The way Sakura’s small back feels against his chest as she tries to regulate her breathing back to normal. The way Sasuke lays lethargically in the exact same position his limbs originally fell when his orgasm was complete, his hair tossed haphazardly about his head on the pillow below, his eyes—once again black—staring almost vacantly at the ceiling through thick lashes that frame heavy eyelids. The way Sakura traces patterns that don’t seem to have any meaning on whatever skin is nearest her, the entire time not complaining that Naruto has yet to pull out.

This is the good life, he thinks as he inevitably drifts off to sleep.

When his soft snores fill the nearly-silent room, Sasuke blinks, finally beginning to come back to himself. Immediately, he’s aware of the many ways in which his body is sore and hot, but there’s also the lingering not-so-unpleasant ache, and he doesn’t feel too inclined to mention his complaints for the moment. This was good. Sakura was good. Surprisingly good, he might even say. Who would expect a girl to know how to… use her cock right? Well, Sakura definitely did.

Of course, Naruto had helped, he reminds himself. A little. Damn, but that boy knew how to make it hurt good.

Still, Sasuke is becoming increasingly aware of the heaviness crushing him slowly and consistently to the bed.

“Hey, idiot, you’re heavy. Get off.”

Sasuke tries to push at Naruto to punctuate his demand, but his arms still don’t seem to be working right. Or they’re trapped somewhere amidst the tangle of their bodies. He isn’t exactly sure which.

“Shh, Sas’ke, sleepytime,” Naruto mumbles, seemingly in his sleep.

Sasuke starts to growl.

“Aw, don’t…” Sakura pleads tiredly. “You know how much he likes this.”

“Tch, it’s my birthday,” he reminds her.

“Hmmm… I know,” she replies, lazily turning a content smile to him. “Happy birthday, by the way.”

For some reason, he just can’t seem to keep the equally content smile from spreading across his face. He blames the post-coital lethargy.

“Yeah… it was,” he agrees needlessly before drifting off to sleep beneath his two lovers.

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A/N2: Reviews are love, people.

&hearts

~ lg