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Eight Strokes	By : Sapphirexkat2 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1368 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Eight Strokes

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I wish I did. I bet you wish I did, too. hahaha

Rating: hard NC-17

Pairings: NejixSasuke

Summary:Neji comes back from a C-rank mission. Sasuke is out of the hospital. They haven't f***ed in a month. They make a dumb bet (Sasuke started it...)

Timeline: Between the Preliminary Third Exam and the Real Third Exam

Warnings: OOC-ness... some lovey-dovey (ACK! I'm choking!)

Author's notes: Since there was no real NEJIxSASUKE in my other fic, I decided to write it. This took me a single day. Go figure. This is my FIRST NejixSasuke, too. Plus I was watching the fight with Neji and Naruto in the third Exam again, and The 64 Hands of Hakke was translated as 'strokes'. so it was 4 strokes...8 strokes...16 strokes...32 strokes... and 64 strokes... I was like, gotta write this...
IMPORTANT: If you get confused (okay... feeling uncomfortable now...) the 'strokes' I'm talking about in this story is like... a stroke, okay? as in, running-your-hand-over-ONCE. whew... weirdness over.

Inspired by Learning the Ropes by Potemkin If you haven't read it, please do!. Also Dedicated to everyone who reads my stories and hates my lack of NejixSasuke... ahah, but always has something nice to say. You know who you are!

Geez... the top just keeps getting longer...

Eight Strokes

Hyuuga Neji had just returned from a C-rank mission with Rock Lee and Tenten, which had them delivering a letter from a Konoha delegate to his relative in the Sand Village. It had been real simple, really. Mighto Gai obviously thought so as well, since he had let them travel alone. But the genin had had a feeling they were being followed by Kakashi�s (self-acclaimed) Eternal Rival if only because of the occasional flash of green (that weren�t from nature). Neji was tired and dirty from the elements of the Wind country, but he still wanted to train. He was just beginning to master the Hyuuga Gentle Fist: 64 Strokes of Hakke. He wanted to have it ready by the time the final round of the chuunin exam started.
But first, he wanted to check on his favorite rookie of the year.
Neji hadn�t expected a rough fuck in the forest to mean something to him, but he�d be lying if he said he hadn�t liked the turn of events. He had been interested in the Uchiha Clan ever since he was four and had first heard about the prestigious family. After the massacre, he had heard of a lone survivor who was a year younger than him. Neji had later known him to be Uchiha Sasuke, the brother of the S-Class Missing Nin Uchiha Itachi.
He had been training in the forest when he felt eyes on him. With his Byakugan, he had seen Sasuke standing not too far away, his incomplete sharingan activated. Neji had known it couldn�t copy his Gentle Fist style, but if Sasuke were to watch long enough, he could trace his movements and find a weakness. The period between Neji calling out to him and suddenly ripping off his clothes was a blur. Neji still didn�t know how they had closed the thirty meters of space between them, or how he was suddenly on top of the moaning and begging descendant of a powerful clan.
Neji had never thought Sasuke would be so passionate, and had initially thought alcohol had been involved. But Sasuke tasted like a desire much too potent to have been created by any drug. Perhaps, as Sasuke had watched him, the Uchiha had been impressed and had developed the urgent need to be possessed by someone of great strength. Whatever the reason had been, Neji was glad for it. It had given him Sasuke.
He didn�t know much about why Sasuke was in pain and under ANBU watch after the preliminary Third Exam. All he really wanted to see was the proud Uchiha up and running his arrogant ass around as if nothing had happened. He figured Sasuke�s hospitalization had something to do with that mark on his neck that had spread like wildfire in his first fight � the one Neji had bitten in jealousy.
It was about time he reminded Sasuke who he really belonged to.
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The nurse had said Sasuke had been released two days ago. She looked as if she was about to cry, and Neji just walked away without thanking her, hoping to leave the vicinity before she started with the waterworks. At least Sasuke was finally out, though. Neji had only been gone for a week and hadn�t thought so much progress could have been made at such a short amount of time, but then again, this was about Uchiha Sasuke.
He decided to look for Naruto at the popular ramen stand. When the blonde shook his head in a negative, noodles swaying in his mouth, Neji nodded and left in search of Kakashi instead. He found the jounin reading a pink novel and immediately knew Kakashi wouldn�t answer him during his �alone� time.
�I can�t believe he�s Gai-sensei�s rival,� he thought, turning in the opposite direction. But Kakashi�s reputation preceded him, and Neji knew his fame was due to his natural genius and his acquired sharingan eye.
Neji was just about to lose hope when he caught a sight of black, blue, and white round a corner of a building. He smirked, taking the hint deliberately left by the Uchiha. Apparently, Neji wasn�t the only one who wanted it.
Once Neji had stepped into the alley, he was grabbed by the collar and thrown against the wall of a building. His head collided with the concrete surface, but the hungry lips suddenly on his deviated his attention from the pain. Hands hurriedly ripped off the loose tie in his hair, letting his silky tresses fall freely. Someone moaned, and it wasn�t Neji.
�Eager?� Neji breathed out in amusement when Sasuke latched onto his neck. Teeth bit sharply at his pale flesh, nearly drawing blood. Neji hissed.
�Where have you been?� Sasuke growled, wrapping a fist around Neji�s locks and tugging passionately. He kissed Neji again, this time with more fervor. Neji couldn�t keep up with Sasuke�s tongue and teeth, and decided to just to take it compliantly.
�Mission.� He brought his hands down to Sasuke�s hips and nudged a thigh between the other�s legs. Sasuke tossed his head back with a groan. �Miss me?� Neji crooned.
�I fucking missed your cock,� was the harsh reply uttered from ruby lips. Neji smirked at the blush spreading over Sasuke�s pretty features and shoved Sasuke higher against his thigh. He could feel Neji�s growing hardness against his hip. �Hah! Neji�!�
Neji took the opportunity to attack Sasuke�s neck underneath the high collar, hating it for the umpteenth time. If Sasuke could dress his way, Neji would limit him to zippers and pants with elastic waistbands. Yes, because easy access was important. His hand wandered down to the cleft of Sasuke�s ass and massaged the underside of the Uchiha�s balls with a finger through the fabric. Sasuke�s cries grew louder and more urgent as his body desperately arched against Neji�s.
�Neji� ngh� wait,� Sasuke was trying to say between gasps of air. He was so overwhelmed with Neji�s mouth on his skin and the grinding at his groin, that he couldn�t stop himself from releasing his seed with a near-scream. Neji, unprepared for his lover�s sudden climax, had no time to muffle the noise.
The Hyuuga slowly stopped his thrusting and pulled away from Sasuke�s neck, where a large, dark mark currently resided against the pale skin. He brought his hands around Sasuke�s waist to help support him as the Uchiha slumped against him, moaning incoherently.
�What�s that, Uchiha?� Neji asked teasingly, subtly rolling his hips against his lover. Sasuke was still spooned against him, resting his head on Neji�s chest.
�Bastard,� Sasuke repeated more loudly. He gently untangled his hands from Neji�s hair and idly smoothed the strands. �You were supposed to fuck me, not make me cream my pants.�
Neji laughed at Sasuke�s choice of words. �There�s still time for that,� he said, thrusting his hips for emphasis. Sasuke responded on instinct, moving languidly against Neji�s bulge. �Don�t tell me you�re spent already.�
�I never said that!� Sasuke retorted hotly, leaning up to glare at Neji, though the effect was ruined with his red cheekbones. �But you haven�t cum yet,� he said with a smirk. �You won�t last as long.�
The rise of a challenge always got Neji�s blood pumping, but instead of distributing evenly around his body, it was all heading south. �Is that so? Care to prove your point, Uchiha?�
�Fine. I think you'll cum first, Hyuuga.� Sasuke knew Neji hadn�t gotten any since their first time a month ago. Though Neji had been on top then and had climaxed with Sasuke, Sasuke was confident he had the upper hand this time. They each had had an orgasm prior to finally having sex back then. Sasuke already spilled once. Neji would probably cum on entry.
The Hyuuga could see how confident Sasuke was and knew it was would the younger teen�s downfall. If memory served him right, it never really took much for Sasuke to reach orgasm. �Better yet, I�ll have you coming in eight strokes exactly,� he said, gently pushing Sasuke off him. Sasuke stepped back, confused as Neji began to undress.
�Eight strokes? Of what?� Sasuke asked curiously, following Neji�s example. The evening air felt chilly on his damp skin. As he worked on his pants, he cringed as he came in contact with his cooling semen.
�Of my hand,� Neji replied with a smirk, ridding himself of the straps of his right arm. He saw the cum on Sasuke�s half-hard cock and fell to his knees to taste it. His tongue came out in long, confident licks against the warm flesh. Though cum felt better hot in the mouth after a release, Sasuke still tasted exquisite.
�You�re� fucking cheating,� Sasuke moaned, messing up Neji�s hair again. He was careful, though, to keep the hitai-ate in place. Neji was sensitive about that. Sasuke�s had already been tossed onto his discarded shirt.
Neji chuckled but agreed. He gave the hardening length one last suck before standing upright. He was several inches taller than Sasuke, which made the Uchiha have to crane his neck slightly for a kiss.
It was slow and soft, but nothing far from passionate. Neji quickly entered his tongue into Sasuke�s mouth, re-exploring marked territory with seductive strokes and sharing previously consumed cum. Sasuke responded with a sigh, sometimes sucking on Neji�s tongue or touching it with his. He wrapped his arms around the Hyuuga�s neck and pulled him close so that their bodies were pressed together. Neji�s hot and wet erection rubbed against his abdomen, eliciting another desire.
�I want to taste you,� Sasuke whispered against Neji�s lips, nipping at them afterwards. �Please?�
Neji wished this were any other time than a time they decided to take a bet, otherwise, he�d be fucking Sasuke�s throat and then getting it up again to fuck his ass. Unsure if this was Sasuke�s ploy to get him to climax sooner, he brought a hand down to gather the moisture from the slit of his cock. He held his index and middle fingers before Sasuke�s mouth, watching with pale eyes as Sasuke took them between his lips.
�Get them wet while you�re at it,� Neji said over Sasuke�s delectable moan. His erection throbbed painfully at the sight, but he needed to maintain if he were to be successful. Sasuke�s pink tongue slipped around and between his fingers, coating them heavily with saliva. All the while the Uchiha�s dark eyes never left Neji�s concentrated expression.
Neji pulled his hand away when Sasuke was done. His lover smirked at him, as if knowing exactly how much his show had affected the Hyuuga. Neji scowled. �Turn and face the wall,� was his husky command. Sasuke complied as an obedient, wanton uke would. Neji smirked at the thought.
He stood behind Sasuke, who bent at a ninety degree and braced his hands on the wall. Sasuke spread his legs as he felt Neji�s fingers lining the cleft of his ass. A warm, slick finger eased past his entrance slowly. Sasuke made a low, whining sound and thrust back for more penetration. Neji acquiesced to the plea and pushed his entire finger inside. The Uchiha�s back arched as Neji�s finger gently brushed against his pleasure spot.
�Do that again!� he suddenly cried, his arousal hardening to full mast. Sasuke could already feel it leaking with precum down his length, making his shiver. Somehow, he doubted he�d last longer than Neji, but he refused to lose this little bet.
�Gladly,� Neji replied, thrusting two fingers into Sasuke�s anal orifice. He twisted and curved his fingers searchingly, trying to make contact with that spot that made the Uchiha scream with pleasure. He knew he found it because he heard that delicious noise wrenching itself from his lover�s throat � a cry of pure, unadulterated lust. Neji wondered if other people sounded like that while being fucked, but hoped he would never found out.
�H-hurry up!� Sasuke demanded over his shoulder. �Ah! Put it in me�� His voice trailed off in a breathless string of incoherent pants and moans. Neji bit his lip. Just hearing Sasuke was enough to get his dick throbbing and pumping out more cum.
He quickly took his fingers out and braced his hands on Sasuke�s narrow hips. The damp head of his erection teasingly circled Sasuke�s puckered entrance before inching inside. Sasuke began trembling in Neji�s hold, and the older shinobi bent forward to lay kisses across Sasuke�s shoulders blades for comfort. His long hair hung like a curtain over them, shielding the two lovers from the rest of the world.
�You okay, Sexy?� Neji asked, hissing as he slid in further. At that point, he didn�t think he�d last long enough for a single thrust. Sasuke was so hot and so damn tight!
Sasuke gave a weak laugh. �Are you?� he replied teasingly, giving Neji a good squeeze. He was rewarded with a low groan and a harsh thrust, which embedded Neji to the hilt. Sasuke felt his neglected erection pulsing with renewed desire. He took a moment to adjust before eagerly pushing back.
Neji got the silent hint and slowly pulled out, biting his lip and nearly breaking the skin as he did so. When the head was the only part in him left inside, he thrust back in, causing the both of them to cry out at the sheer heat of it. Neji gripped Sasuke�s hips harder as he built up a steady rhythm.
The Uchiha�s nails scratched the red stucco of the wall as he tried to find purchase against the onslaught of Neji�s cock driving into him. He felt every strand of Neji�s hair against his skin, the warm lips pressing onto his neck, and the hands holding onto him as if he were a lifeline. The white hot pleasure threatening to consume him was too much.
�Neji!� he gasped, taking a hand from the wall. His other arm buckled, but he held it fast. �Cum�inside me.� He pried Neji�s hand from his hip and brought it to his pulsating cock. Sasuke let out a hoarse scream as Neji made a tight fist around him.
Neji leaned into Sasuke�s ear, tracing the shell of it with his tongue. �After you.� He straightened as he began fucking Sasuke in earnest, the way they both wanted it done after a month without each other. He stroked Sasuke in time with his cock, but didn�t forget to count.
Sasuke suddenly came with that erotic sex-cry Neji had only heard a couple of times, but loved already. He let himself go, giving two more thrusts before coming thickly into his lover with a whisper of a name. He slowly pulled out of Sasuke, hissing softly as cum leaked out along with his withdrawal. Sasuke straightened and turned around with a weak smile. Neji held him close, ignoring the stickiness of his right hand for the moment.
�You win,� Sasuke said after a while without a twinge of anger or disappointment. He wrapped his arms around Neji�s neck and slumped against him, lazily finding a pale patch of skin to mark. Neji�s chest rumbled with a chuckle.
�So did you. I said exactly eight, no more, no less.�
Sasuke gave a muted laugh.
�You slut. You came in five.�

heehee. Thank you for reading! I don't know why I wrote this! I don't even like this pairing a lot!
If this seemed rushed, please don't shoot me!
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