Savory

I needed to write this oneshot to get my mind off 'Can you see my heart?'
I'm stuck and this provided a good distraction. Part two will be up in a bit.

The hustle of Konoha’s metropolis city echoes loudly in Naruto’s ears as he bound swiftly in and out of traffic, the sweltering heat trapped in his clothes and choking the air. He could see the exhaust fumes from the cars in front of him, the carbon monoxide simmering and making everything fuzzy. He was late again and a pissed off Jaraiya wasn’t something that everyone saw often, except him. Luck was always on his side when it came to messing up orders and having the wrath of the god’s sent on him.

His side bag beat against his back as he bound off his bike, and dove into the store that was now filled to capacity with customers.

“Ero-sennin! I’m back!” He bellowed into the kitchen as he slid behind the counters, grabbing the check sheet left for him to see what else had to be delivered.

Jaraiya came out of the back area of the restaurant with grime stained towel thrown haphazardly over his shoulder, flour and sweat on his brow, a leer on his face. “Took you long enough. I don’t think I pay you that much to lumber around town with my pizza.”

“B-but the heat is terrible today.” Naruto begged. He grabbed his orange Linkin Park
T-shirt and beat it against his chest trying to provide some relief to cool himself.

“Enough with the blabbering, Tsunade has the last of the orders in the rear. Go collect them and be outta here fast!”

“Where the destination?” Naruto dragged a weary hand through his short spiky locks, blue eyes questioning his boss.

“Uchiha Industries.” Naruto gaped at him before closing his mouth.

“You can’t be serious! Try to get someone else to go!”

“There is no one else Naruto. Why, is there a problem?” Jaraiya quirked one of his eyebrows at Naruto before handing change to one of the customers at the counter.

“You don’t remember how I told you the guys over there always try to grope me when I deliver to them?” Naruto shivered a little trying to shake off the memory.

Jaraiya let out a laugh surprising Naruto a little.

“This isn’t funny! You know how much I don’t like going there.”

“You’re the best I’ve got! Jut ignore them.” Jaraiya turned back to the counter.

“Tch, you’re never any help anyways.” The blond grumbled before grabbing his backpack, took the pizzas from the kitchen and gave Tsunade a quick peck on the cheek as he was leaving.

“Be safe.” Tsunade waved him off.

“Later, Baa-chan.”

Then he was off again, ducking in and between cars. After abound twenty minutes, his tires burnt lines on the pavement as he finally screeched in front of the multi-million dollar building that ascended too high for his eyes to see.

“Damn, Ero-sennin. He could have at least given me a break.” He dragged out the chain and tied the bike to a post near the guard. Taking the seven large boxes of orders, he proceeded to follow the path to the office that he knew so well. Uchiha Sasuke. He didn’t know why the bastard ordered pizzas so much and always gave him a small tip after coming so far everyday. That and he always had to make some remark about Naruto’s appearance with a stupid smirk always plastered on his face.

He made his rounds as he finally reached the fifth floor where the managers worked. The cubicles were chatty and abuzz with noise before he entered. Then he realized whispers starting to rise in place of the din and the huge boxes were dropped off at their owners.

The eerie feeling that eyes were burning into his jean clad ass unnerved him and with a sudden swiftness in his step, he went to the last office that housed the tick in his side. The nameplate gleamed proudly on the door in all its glory as if upholding a class of its own.
He rapt his knuckles on the door, before a subtle ‘enter’ was heard and he twisted the door knob.

The raven that sat at the desk was emerged in paperwork and he didn’t even glance up as Naruto strode in. The blond set the pizza at the coffee table in the corner before he turned to leave. He debatably walked a little slowly; waiting for the insult that he knew was on the edge of those too perfect lips.

“You know with skinny jeans that tight, you could have some of my employees sent to prison for rape.” He was watching him, calculating, analyzing him and Naruto hated it.

“I can’t help if sexiness oozes off me in waves you know.” Naruto sneered at him, a hand on the hip of his pants that were riding dangerously low. Sasuke’s own dark onyx eyes seemed to flick interest at that hip bone, the tan skin inching towards forbidden territory even lower.

He swallowed hard as he focused back up at that round face, whisker marks on each check and crystalline blue eyes to die for. There was something in those eyes that swallowed him, bid for temptation, teasing him to commit a sin. It should be unlawful to be that good looking.

“Hmph, your body might just make up for what your brain is lacking.”

Naruto got on the defensive. “Are you calling me an idiot, teme?”

“How very conclusive, dobe .” Thee last word was meant to insult and Naruto felt like he was tottering on the edge of his control.

Naruto’s fist tightened as he felt like plummeting it into that perfect alabaster face that was sculpted in all the right places. It took everything for him to just turn away.

“You’re just not worth it.” Naruto stomped out of the office. slamming the door and shaking the frame.

Sasuke was fazed by the response. That was not at all what he’d been expecting. He been steadily assaulting the blond from all sides and after weeks had been waiting for him to crack. He was the first that sparked interest from the Uchiha and Sasuke wasn’t willing to let that go just yet. The hint of a smile on his face inched higher as he eyed the cleft of the blond’s ass as he turned to leave. The game wasn’t over yet.

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The last marking of a sunset were present from a side window as Naruto entered his apartment. The entire week had passed and Uchiha Sasuke was still lumbering around in his thoughts. What was that raven haired bastard doing to him? He peeled of his clothing as he made his way to the shower and twisting the handle, let the spray of warm water usher unto his tan skin. His muscles rippled as he slid the soap over his stomach, a little more sensual than needed.

Odd times of the day those midnight eyes were in his mind, egging him on and produced responses that were off. He didn’t like egotistic bastards so why was he falling for this one? He had wet dreams of Sasuke broad frame, plunging his member hard into him and before long he found his hand was around his own cock, fisting it to hardness.

He was there, with him in the shower. Those pale hands were tweaking his nipples, twisting them to evoke pleasure with Naruto arched his back, pumping faster than before. There was a hot coil of heat in his loins and his hole twitched to be given some attention.
He wanted, no, he needed his presence to be safe, something tugging at him from the confines of his mind. Canines were on his neck, sucking the skin hard with a firm body pressed up to him from behind.

He knew that Sasuke was an annoyance, so why would he go out of his way everyday to make fun of him? Is there some other motive behind his actions? His breath was caught in his throat raspy, the red blush on his skin worsening from the steam. He felt like he was going to pass out when finally it came in a steady white stream, his completion hitting the bathroom wall before making its way down the drain.

He washed off the last of cum from his body as he clutched at a towel, his heart still beating fast. He had to something about this obsession before it got worse and threw his life out of balance, or else it was going to be the death of him.

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