The Uchiha Estrous Cycle | By : Sapphirexkat2 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1542 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The Uchiha Estrous Cycle
Disclaimer: I no own. Naruto belongs to Kishimoto and whatever plans he has for the manga and its characters. I have no say! (Runs off crying.)
Rating: NC-17 Hell yes.
Pairings: Naruto/Sasuke (lemon); MENTIONED: Uchihacest (iss the ultimate!); Gaara/Sasuke; Sasuke+Kakashi; Sasuke+Neji (super mild. ugh. don't know why I added this).
Warnings: None out of the usual. There will be NO M-Preg (for those who are wondering.
Summary: Uchiha Sasuke has a problem. He gets bouts of periodical horniness, a condition smiliar to 'heat,' but not really. He gets locked up and is under the scrutiny of Jiraiya-sama while everyone tries to figure out what he has. Naruto is a gullible usuratonkachi!
IF YOU WANT TO READ NOTES: Hm, well, this is somewhat a more developed form of Satiate Me. I realized that Satiate Me had absolutely no plot, and I had no way of continuing it without confusing you and me. There is one last chapter that I have completed and will be up soon. SM has no definite end. It's just has a chapter and will be discontinued. I have no freakin idea what to do with it. As for this story, I plan to (hopefully) create a definitive plot and actually finish it without getting stuck because of too many lemons and pairings and not enough storyline. My inspiration was from reading so many Kyuubi in heat fics that I had to create one for Sasuke. This was really a basis for more Uchihacest but I decided to make Sasuke's 'heat' special. Heehee. To be honest, I'm not sure what it really is but I have an idea. Maybe it was just an excuse to get every one of my favorite Sasuke pairings, but who knows? Ultimately, if you're looking for a definite pairing I am considering Uchihacest or Gaara/Sasuke but, knowing me, there will be more possiblities, aka Kakashi/Sasuke, Naruto/Sasuke. But those are highly unlikely. Thank you for reading. Please Enjoy.
FIXED MANY PROBLEMS!!
FOR BIOLOGY NERDS: Yes, I know theEstrous cycle is only used in terms of female animals (other than humans and apes) to refer to 'heat,' but bear with me? Sasuke is so feminine anyway, he might as well be in heat. Believe it or don't, Heat is used to replace the menstrual cycle. Weird.
Shut up, me! On with the freakin fic, already!
 
 
Phase I
 
Uchiha Sasuke didn’t have what one would call “heat.” Heat would refer to the natural cycle of animals to procreate during mating season. It was more like Nature’s way of ensuring that those species survived – not die out because of lack of sex drive. But what Uchiha Sasuke had was anything but natural.
Sasuke would have what Jiraiya had “diagnosed” as a ‘fuck-me-to-keep-me-sane.’ It had taken a month of study until the old sannin came up with the name and documents of Sasuke’s rare condition.
The youngest Uchiha hadn’t wanted to agree, but even he was driving himself insane. He hated lusting after his best friend/rival; teacher/father figure; Kazekage/rival; Hyuuga/rival; and brother/obsession. The first sightings of Sasuke nearing his ‘fuck-me-to-keep-me-sane’ interval was the way he started developing bags underneath his eyes and the visible strain from trying not to hump any of the aforementioned above. Sasuke also had signs of being bipolar: he would be a total ice prince in one moment, and then have a sexy slut personality in the next. There was also a side effect: his irresistibility sky rocketed, a.k.a no one did not want him.
Naruto had been the first to see the changes in Sasuke. His best friend had started focusing less during training, and whenever Naruto had him pinned, Sasuke had had this look, and then he would whisper some breathless plea for something, arching his back to grind into Naruto’s thigh. Naruto had been horrified the first time and had taken it as a joke, but Sasuke did it more often until the blond was forced to tell their former sensei.
But by the time Kakashi had sat down to speak to Sasuke, the interval was over. The shadows under his eyes had begun to disappear, and he was back to his ice prince self again. The jounin had asked Sasuke about it, but he the youth had gotten all defensive and explained that the dobe must have imagined things. Kakashi had known better than that, and so he kept a lazy – but attentive – eye on the Uchiha.
The next time Sasuke had started to act strange again was when the Kazekage was over for a visit. To say the least, Gaara had filed a sexual harassment charge to Tsunade, but the blonde woman hadn’t taken it seriously due to the smirk on Gaara’s face and the satiated glow of his eyes (the origins of which Tsunade knew but didn’t want to think about). Strangely, it had been a very short period of Sasuke’s “condition,” and the Hokage promised to keep an eye on the Uchiha. Naruto had actually complained how civil Sasuke was a day later.
The third interval had been the last straw, as Sasuke had darker shadows beneath his eyes, and Itachi had been spotted by the ANBU some 100 meters outside the borders. Uchiha Itachi had been caught "off guard" leaving Konoha. If possible, Sasuke had gotten worse. He had refused to eat and training hadn't progressed where Naruto was involved, and that didn’t stop until Tsunade and Naruto decided to throw him into a cage.
So the experiment conducted by Jiraiya had started just as Sasuke had started to calm down back his old self again. Enduring curses and death threats didn’t faze the old man, who was quite keen on learning more of Sasuke’s condition. The next hit had been a week later.
000 000
Sasuke glared from the bed. He was alone in the ten by ten jail cell with nothing but a bed, a small shelf of books and scrolls, and a single table and chair. He had a small bathroom attached to the room. What had been an ANBU interrogation room was Sasuke's house for the time being, and no one could understand what that was like for a rich kid who had everything at his beck and call.
Sasuke didn’t know what he was experiencing, but was certain it started with Naruto. Recently, he had been wanting the blond dobe to fuck him. Naruto had been his closest friend since forever, so if Sasuke did want sex, it would be with him. But what bothered Sasuke was that his lust had just appeared out of no where. What bothered him even more was the fact that he had little to no control over himself. It was like his body fell victim to the carnal desire for some hot, raunchy sex. Sasuke thought it was quite funny since he had never been interested in such things before. Jiraiya had told him his libido was getting back at him for years of repression, though Sasuke sensed the old pervert was kidding.
Itachi didn’t have the same problem. No, Sasuke was sure this condition wasn’t hereditary or even an Uchiha trait to begin with. (Otherwise his life would have been much different). Itachi had come to him once two weeks ago. Sasuke had just started his craving again when his brother appeared at his bedroom window. He had never felt so hot, so utterly consumed with lust than he had been since Gaara. And though he had been more than satisfied that night, after Itachi had made him cum like a pressurized faucet, Sasuke had only wanted more.
Which was why he was in this cage, feeling the prickling of arousal just at the memory of Itachi’s hands on his skin. Shit, it was starting. Again.
The door suddenly burst open, a cheerful Naruto sauntering over with a bento in his hand. “Morning, Teme! Here’s your breakfast,” he sang happily, approaching the cage as if nothing were wrong. Sasuke smirked to himself as desire flared from the pit of his belly. His dobe had no idea.
“You’re so loud, moron,” Sasuke said, but it sounded a little weak, even to him. He began cursing himself. Naruto would definitely know. And it was getting way too hot.
“Ah well, I decided to take a day off. Sakura-chan says hi.” The blond frowned slightly, fixing Sasuke with a pensive look. “We all miss you, you know? Ero-sennin’s so stupid. He lets you out twice a week, but it’s never with us. Is he teaching you some special jutsu?”
“Don’t be an idiot,” Sasuke muttered, still sitting on the bed. The more Naruto talked, the tighter his pants became. His eyes flashed for a moment. “We could spar in here,” he suggested, hoping beyond hope he sounded innocent.
Naruto gave him his dubious fox face, eyes narrowed into curved slits. “Nuh uh. You just want to molest me,” he countered.
A low growl came up Sasuke’s throat. There had to be specific words he shouldn’t hear during his phase, including: molest. “You just know I’ll beat you. I kicked your ass before I got in here, I’ll do it again.”
The blond was achingly predictable.
“Oh yeah! Well five bowls of ramen says I’ll have you pinned in no time!” Naruto yelled, putting the bento on a random chair and fishing out the keys from his pocket. Sasuke licked his lips, feeling light headed and hot and thanking every deity he knew for making Naruto such an usuratonkachi.
Right when Naruto swung the gate open and stepped inside, ready for a fight, Sasuke lunged at the blond, pressing him against the unforgiving bars of the cell. He kicked the gate closed as he grabbed Naruto’s jacket tightly and pulled him closer. His face nuzzled past the collar and into warm, tanned skin. He moaned as he caught scent of ramen and strawberries and musk.
“Oh god, Naruto,” the Uchiha purred, leaning in further. He began rubbing his hard erection against the blond’s hip. “Please…”
Naruto, shocked and horrified, started struggling, but that just made Sasuke hold him closer. “T-Teme! Cut it out!” Sasuke’s breathy whispers had sent pleasant chills down his spine, and Naruto wasn't entirely sure if he liked it. His gripped his friend’s shoulders as a hard bulge continued to thrust against him. “Stop it!” He pushed Sasuke away roughly, expecting resistance but receiving none. Sasuke stood a couple of feet in front of him, flushed pink and panting. Naruto blushed as he realized just how sexy Sasuke was, horny and begging.
“I need it,” Sasuke beseeched, inching closer to Naruto slowly. He knew he was beyond himself with desire and let it take over him. This was Naruto. Sasuke couldn't have resisted him even if he wanted to with his whole being. “Let me touch you.” It was the fear of Naruto fleeing that made him so careful. Otherwise, he would have attacked the blond again.
Confused and frustrated with his reactions to Sasuke, Naruto shook his head. This was the second time Sasuke was propositioning him, and it was ten times harder to refuse. “No.”
He looked up when a warm hand rested on his cheek. Sasuke leaned in and gently kissed him. Naruto felt himself give in as a tongue came out, asking for entrance. He slowly complied, parting his lips. Sasuke’s tongue quickly delved in with a moan. Naruto found himself wrapped in Sasuke’s arms again. They ran through his hair and trailed down his back. Firm hands gripped his ass and pushed their hips together. Sasuke groaned and hungrily devoured the blond’s similar growl. Naruto placed a thigh between Sasuke’s legs and thrust up. The raven haired boy broke away, panting heavily with an occasional wanton mewl.
Naruto had lost himself somewhere in the last minute. He moved to Sasuke’s neck, nuzzling past the annoying collar of the Uchiha’s shirt to reach the skin there. Sasuke brought his hands to Naruto’s jacket and blindly unzipped the thick material. Naruto bit the nape of Sasuke's neck and the Uchiha gasped, his arousal increasing (if possible) from the pain and knowing it would leave a mark behind. Hot, tan hands roamed up the hem of Sasuke's shirt and abused hardening nipples before slipping the entire garment off. Naruto shrugged out of his opened jacket at Sasuke's silence insistence, returning to the other boy's mouth ravenously as exquisite hands ran down the firm planes of his chest.
They somehow made it to the bed, pants and sandals being kicked off in different directions. Naruto fell onto his back on the messy sheets as Sasuke practically jumped on him, hungrily licking every expanse of bronze skin he could find. It was like he couldn’t get enough of Naruto’s taste. Sasuke nipped, sucked, licked, worshipped each inch of Naruto’s body. He bit into a dusky nipple, Naruto’s low, pleasured growl making his cock weep with tears of precum. Sasuke's hands caressed downward until they wrapped around the blond’s thick flesh almost reverently. Sasuke moaned as he licked at the abused nub and pumped Naruto’s dick, anticipating the events to come.
Sasuke sat up and shifted down to align his hips just above Naruto’s. Naruto followed suit, keeping his hands on Sasuke's waist as Sasuke got comfortable on his lap. They locked gazes, inky black clashing with red. Naruto leaned forward and licked the length of Sasuke’s neck affectionately.
“Let me prepare you, love,” purred a deep tenor into the Uchiha’s ear. Sasuke shook his head, tearing with want. If he wouldn’t find relief soon, he’d implode and die.
“No. Take me like this,” he moaned, slowly lowering himself onto his best friend’s shaft. His thighs quivered and his chest worked rapidly as he tried to concentrate on breathing. Though there was some lubricant from precum, the first bit of entry was painful. But Sasuke needed it. He was so hard, so hot that he had to hurry and just fuck already. Any more foreplay would have him coming too soon, especially with such a beast as Kyuubi.
Naruto’s hands helped steady him on his slow descent, but Sasuke had had enough. Sasuke thrust down, completely impaling himself in one, rough movement with a lusty cry. Naruto growled at the sudden sheath encasing him, fighting not to spill himself into Sasuke’s tight body. Ignoring the pain, Sasuke began moving, rolling his hips and building momentum on Naruto’s cock. He wrapped his arms around the blond, tossing his head back as Naruto began feasting on his flesh.
“You feel… so fucking good,” Naruto groaned, sharp nails digging into Sasuke’s skin. Sasuke’s walls gripped him like a vice with every thrust, as if trying to milk him of his essence.
Sasuke felt like he was on fire from the inside out. His painful erection rubbed against Naruto’s abdomen, leaking and begging for release. When Naruto canted his hips and hit his prostate, Sasuke came with a guttural scream. His cum erupted in hot, heavy spurts between them, nearly coating both his and Naruto’s torsos completely. Naruto lifted him off his hard cock and threw him on his back. The blond leaned over Sasuke as he lifted his legs over his shoulders and plunged back in, taking the Uchiha in his own way.
“Ah… Naruto,” Sasuke moaned, flushed and sweaty and wet with cum. He gripped the other boy’s arms as he tried matching the force of his thrusts. “Please… don’t stop!”
Naruto’s groin tightened considerably at the sight underneath him, and he knew he wasn’t far from climaxing. He took Sasuke’s half hard erection and started stroking it, eliciting more cries from the pretty Uchiha. After several more thrusts, Naruto came with a low growl. His seed rushed into Sasuke, who followed him a moment later with his name on him lips. Sasuke’s legs flopped onto the bed as Naruto pulled out and lied beside Sasuke.
Sasuke opened his mouth to say something, but Naruto was turning him so that his back fell flush against a firm chest. He heard a deep chuckle as Naruto nuzzled against the back of his neck.
“You didn’t think we were done, did you?” Naruto crooned, reaching over Sasuke and finding his erection. Sasuke moaned, the heat returning to his body.
“Nngh. Fuck me again,” Sasuke pleaded breathlessly, bringing a hand down to wrap around Naruto’s. He was getting hard again.
Naruto leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. Their tongues danced slowly, but it soon escalated into a battle of need and desire as Sasuke began bucking into his and Naruto’s hand, moaning for more. The blond broke the kiss with a smirk and withdrew from Sasuke’s cock. Sasuke gave a low whine in protest.
Naruto hooked an arm beneath Sasuke’s leg and pulled it up to the Uchiha’s chest, opening him up more for penetration. Naruto wasted no time in shoving his cock into Sasuke again in one, smooth stroke. Sasuke moaned, back arching and body trembling as the blond set a steady pace. He could feel every ridge of Naruto’s erection as it slipped in and out of him, searing his walls with its velvet heat and nudging against his prostate. It was deep and slow, but Naruto quickly changed the latter aspect until he had Sasuke screaming once more. He turned Sasuke onto his front as he drove harder into him and gripped his raised hips to steady them. Sasuke moved eagerly against him, his whole body like velvet fire. Naruto swore he’d get burns on his cock from the sheer heat around him.
Sasuke’s cries filled the room as he desperately gasped for air and staved off the intense pleasure from rendering him unconscious. His cock pulsed with each rough brush against his prostate, profusely leaking with pearly cream as it pulsed with each direct stimulation. One touch, and Sasuke knew he would explode into white hot oblivion. But Naruto didn’t touch him, and Sasuke keened and whined and panted.
“Let me… come!” he moaned, elbows on the bed as he hugged a pillow in a death grip. “Naruto! Ah!” Sasuke knew better than to reach down there himself. His pleasure would only be allowed by the one administering it. Itachi had told him that. Gaara had told him that. And now Naruto owned his body to do whatever he wanted with it.
The blond grinned, reveling in the beautiful, lusty sounds of Sasuke as he continued to ravage the Uchiha's body. He leaned in closer and ran his hands down Sasuke’s sides, sharp nails raking down pale skin and leaving red streaks. Sasuke begged so prettily. Naruto bit his lip, sharp canines drawing blood, as he reached under and pressed his thumb against the wet slit of Sasuke’s cock. Stream after stream of scorching cum poured over Naruto’s hand as Sasuke reached his final orgasm at that single touch. The amazing scream accompanying it sent Naruto over the edge as he came deep into the other boy with a groan. Sasuke’s walls constricted and messaged the last of his seed out of him, as if hungry for every last drop, even as it overflowed down Sasuke’s thighs.
Naruto slipped out with a satisfied sigh and the slick ‘pop’ of his withdrawal. Sasuke moaned quietly at the sensation, too exhausted to do much else. The blond gently turned him over and placed appreciative open-mouthed kisses over his body, licking off the generous amount of semen from porcelain skin. He paid special attention to bruises by Sasuke’s hips and torso, kissing them softly in apology before moving on. Sasuke ran a lazy hand through the spiky blond strands hovering over his chest.
“Thanks, dobe,” he muttered tiredly, enjoying the pleasant tingles of Naruto’s ministrations. Blue eyes shining with contentment gazed up into lidded obsidian ones.
“Idiot,” Naruto teased, leaning up for another kiss. He easily slid his tongue into Sasuke’s mouth, sharing their essences between them. Sasuke moaned as his lips eventually stopped responding. He had fallen sound asleep.
Naruto grinned and turned his head to the direction of the door. Jiraiya stood there with a disappointed look on his face.
“Stupid boy! You’re no longer on meal duty!” he exclaimed, pointing accusingly at the blond. Naruto’s eyes twitched as he (carefully) jumped off the bed.
“What?! Teme bullied me into this, I swear!” Though Naruto wasn’t really complaining. Who knew the Uchiha was such a freak-in-the-sheets? To be honest, it was his first time; the animalistic side that was Kyuubi guided him. Somehow, Naruto was glad it was Sasuke. He had been seriously worried about his best friend’s condition at first, but if it brought them closer together, then so be it.
The white haired Sannin gazed dubiously at his on/off trainee as he pulled out a small notepad and pencil, quickly writing the events and observations of the day. He knew something had been amiss that morning. That day was the first day of Sasuke’s ‘interval,’ and he had indeed sent the stupid blond to deliver the Uchiha breakfast without checking his calendar. But he’d be damned if he let this be his fault.
Day 12 Partner: Uzumaki Naruto
Observation 1: Approx. two weeks between ‘heat.’ (There was no other term he could come up with. Forgive him, his laziness.). Perhaps one week
Observation 2: Submissive. Initiates through seduction or begging.
Observation 3: Three orgasms. Continues willingly if partner is unsatisfied.
Notes: Uchiha is at a constant state of heightened arousal, almost insatiable. He calms down after complete exhaustion. Must check his progress when he regains consciousness.
Thankfully, years of writing pornographic novels had made Jiraiya impartial to jotting down such notes, or even observing Uchiha to begin with. This had been the first incident where he had seen Sasuke in such a state and figured this to be a real problem. Day 6 had been interesting, as Sasuke had been flushed and restless. Kakashi’s team had been out on a mission that day, so Naruto hadn’t visited. The Uchiha had relieved himself several times that day when he thought the old man wasn’t watching him. Truth was, there was a hidden camera and it was connected to an office adjacent to the room. Each day was recorded on video tapes and labeled accordingly.
Day 6’s observation had given the theory that Sasuke was particular with his partners. Either that, or Jiraiya was losing his sex appeal.
000 000
Sasuke had woken up at around noon. He was famished, but feeling too sticky to eat just yet. He slowly sat up and went into the bathroom for a shower. As the warm water cascaded down his body, he couldn’t help but think how completely content he felt. His body felt blissfully sore, and the rage of desire in his body had calmed. The only thing that was missing was waking up with someone.
He finished his shower and dressed, finally stepping out into his cell. The scent of sex lingered heavily in the air, and he took off his sheets with a frown of disappointment. Had they been in better condition (not laden with so much semen), he would have kept them on.
On his desk were two bento boxes and a note.
Teme,
Sorry I couldn’t stay. Old man kicked me out. You owe me ramen! If you’re good by dinner time, Ero-sennin said we could take you out.
Naruto
“ ‘If I’m good’?” he echoed bitterly. “Makes me sound like an animal.” Sasuke didn’t think he was an animal.... Jiraiya had given him a (temporary) label for his extra special condition, but Sasuke found it inaccurate. He wasn’t feeling bouts of horniness to mate and create offspring. He just needed to have sex, plain and simple.
Still scowling, he sat down. His expression cracked as he winced when his backside came in contact with the hard chair. Shit, couldn’t they have given him a cushioned one, especially if they knew he was going to have sex?
000 000
Stationary workouts helped him pass the time, though he was disappointed to find he couldn’t do his usual routine, as his ass still hurt when jarred the wrong way. But Sasuke felt in tip top shape. If he would be allowed out the next day, then he could train as if he were in a real battle. Usually, towards the end of the week and closer to his ‘heat’ Sasuke felt weakened by desire and the overwhelming need to get the next best thing to fuck him.
Sasuke honestly wouldn’t know how to label it himself, anyway. But he knew what he thought about it. Since it started about two months ago, he had figured he was a growing shinobi (at 17) and his body finally decided that he get laid. That was fine. The stages of it were still pretty early, so he could take of it himself. Then the next month had him pining for sex with his brother. There had been erotic dreams involving Itachi in a myriad of scenarios that ultimately led to hot, incest banging. When he hadn’t gotten the real Itachi, the desire spread to Naruto and Kakashi and Gaara and sometimes, Neji.
First, he hated how submissive he felt. He didn’t have that much of a need to be seme than he did to be uke. His condition might as well be labeled a ‘bitch in heat,’ not just ‘heat.’ The Uchiha were leaders! They did the steering! They had the ability to make anyone bend over and take it! But no. Generations of building such reputations were shattered with the ultimate slut named Sasuke. He bet the dead Uchiha were negotiating with the Fates to have him die early and save them from any further embarassment.
Sex with Gaara was really, really (x 1,000) good. For a homicidal sociopath with remnants of the Ichibi (It had been removed. Sasuke would kill them!), the Kazekage was a freak in the sheets, and bathroom, and kitchen, and Hokage’s office… They needn’t to have sex so many times. Gaara was good enough to satiate Sasuke the first two rounds, but Gaara was the one who kept going, and Sasuke swore he’d die from cumming too much. Gaara always made sure Sasuke would reach orgasm before he did. How they had gotten to that point was a blur, really. Sasuke felt hot – Gaara jumped him. End of story. Their affair had lasted for the three days of Gaara’s stay. Sasuke sure as hell hadn’t complained.
Then Itachi appeared at his window, but that won’t be explained here (there will be more encounters) else Sasuke orgasm on the spot, or go into another bout of ‘heat.’
Jiraiya hadn’t made note of it yet, but Sasuke’s condition was either natural or Itachi-induced.
000 000
The old man came in at around five o’clock. Sasuke was reading when Jiraiya announced that he could join the others. Sasuke was happy but accepted it with indifference, as he was back to his usual demeanor.
“You are quite interesting, Uchiha,” the old man said, unlocking his cell. Sasuke could have easily broken through and escape if he really wanted it with two Chidori (there were still Seals around his room), but he wanted to find a cure as much as the next person. Escaping would just get him tighter security and a longer stay. He wasn’t a danger to anyone really.
“Gee, thanks,” the raven haired teen muttered, replacing his book and following Jiraiya out of the room. He was held a level below the Hokage tower. There were other rooms used for enemy interrogation and jail cells for questionable shinobi on trial. There were occasional screams of agony, but Sasuke long ignored those.
“No really,” the Sannin insisted. “I wish more women were like you.” He added an inevitable perverted chortle of ‘heeheehee.’ Sasuke made a sound of disgust. “What?” The main reason why Jiraiya took this job was for more ‘research.’ Yep, Icha Icha was not dead yet!
They reached the surface after passing a number of ANBU guards, whose eyes Sasuke could feel on him. Ugh. He wouldn’t let anyone else touch him if he could prevent it. There were only three – maybe four or five – people who could do what they pleased with him.
Naruto and Sakura were waiting outside the Hokage tower, arguing about something. When the pink haired girl noticed him, she had the urge to hug him and molest him, but she settled for the former. Although, once she got there, her second objective was almost too hard to resist.
“Sasuke-kuuuuuuuun!” she cooed, nearly chocking him. She hadn’t seen him in two weeks, after all. The medic nin had an idea of what Sasuke was going through, and she personally found it to be incredibly (x 10,000) sexy.
“Do you mind?” he deadpanned, hands stuffed in his pockets and willing her away with a glare. Sakura wasn’t someone who annoyed him as much anymore. He blamed it on finally getting some good lays.
“Heh. Sorry.” She pulled away with difficulty.
Naruto beamed at him. “I hope you’re ready to get some ramen! Kakashi-sensei said he’d meet us there.” The blond acted as if everything was normal again, which was fine with Sasuke. They would always be best friends, no matter what heaven or hell they went through. Or how many times they would have sex. Sasuke could never see him more than that. He didn’t know why he didn’t start trying to get Naruto to fuck him sooner.
“Curfew’s at ten,” Jiraiya said, walking away.
Observation 4: Bipolar? Different characteristics before, during, and after ‘heat’.
“Let’s go!” the blond cheered.
000 000
Kakashi was early. He said the first rounds were on him. Naruto dove straight for his miso bowl as soon as it came out. Sakura sat at the far end on the other side of Naruto. Sasuke took a seat between the jounin and the blond vacuum.
“How are you feeling, Sasuke?” the silver haired man asked, regarding the Uchiha with a lazy, but critical, eye. Sasuke shrugged as his bowl was placed in front of him.
“Better,” he replied, thankful that the Ichiraku stools had cushion.
“Good to hear.” Kakashi was aware of what had transpired that morning between his two former students. He personally hadn’t seen Sasuke during his intervals, but he knew he had been around when they had happened. It’s not like he really wanted to see it, anyway…. He had had enough infatuation with Uchiha to last him two lifetimes. No need to add one more reason. (Obito had been too cute. Itachi had been a very mean ANBU captain.)
They all started eating. Naruto was on his third bowl just as the rest were finishing their first.
“There’s a mission in a week from now,” said Kakashi. “Think you’ll be up for it?”
In a week? Sasuke suppressed a groan. He’d definitely be up for it. “Of course,” he replied, sans innuendo. He hadn’t had a mission in over three weeks and was craving for some action.
“I’ll still have to talk to Jiraiya-sama about it.”
“One more bowl please!” chimed Naruto, earning glares from all sides.
Kakashi shook his head to himself. Naruto had been eating more than usual that day starting from lunch.
 
 
 
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So Sorry if you're confused. I honestly rushed myself to push this chapter out. If you have QUESTIONS, please ask them. More will be explained later.
This was my first Naruto/Sasuke. Please be kind! It was very difficult to write, to be honest. This fic is nearly a month old, and the lemon was written last.
Review if you liked it. If anything, I promise to finish this, if nothing else. I really want to expand on the Sasuke slutty-ness, because, well, Kyuubi and Shukaku aren't the only ones that go through periods of intense horniness. LMAO
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