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Chapter List
- 9
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Disclaimer: Kishi-sensei owns Naruto, not me.
Since I have something like�10 pounds in my name at this moment, it�s safe to
assume that I�m not making any money out of this piece of work.

Summary: Er�the long awaited sex scene!

Author�s note: HAH!
You all thought I was dead didn�t you? WELL TOUGH COOKIES! *artfully dodges
cookies made out of concrete*
Actually I was really, really, really busy. To the point
where I didn�t have enough time to breathe, let alone do anything else. Damn
you higher education! Coupled with the fact that I wasn�t happy with this
chapter (and still am not)� well, you get the picture. Well my darlings, here
you are. Enjoy!
Sorry no time to do review responses (story of my life) �
I�ll probably add them at a later date or answer them with the next chapter.
Until I do answer them individually, I want you guys to know that I appreciate
each and every review I get!

Lotsa thanks to my wonderful beta,
Kayoko-chan *hugs*

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Sasuke briefly placed a hand upon
his chest, eyes squeezing shut momentarily.
Calm down. Unconsciously, he brushed his hair back. You�re getting what you�ve been yearning for. Right?

The young man cast a quick look at his surroundings. His
teammate�s room was relatively spartan. The bed, he
noted, was situated by the window. An ancient �Ramen� poster pinned on the wall
by several kunai. Clothing scattered here and there, giving it a somewhat lived-in
look. He shifted his weight from one foot to another and waited.

Naruto was unhurried in his walk
towards the bedroom. For a moment the blond stood there beneath the door frame,
slender silhouette outlined against the dim lighting of the hallway before he
reached up to the wall on his right. A soft scraping sound as fingertips
dragged up the cheap plaster, trying to find the light switch in the dark. He
was stopped by Sasuke�s flat voice.

�No. I prefer it like this.�

�Okay.�

They stood awkwardly, facing each other in Naruto�s unlit room. Sasuke�s
heart was already pounding erratically against his ribs with the prospect of
what he was about to do and yet his face remained professionally without
expression. He didn�t quite understand himself why he wanted the light off. Instead
he entertained the thought that it made things easier, not being able to see
him. Of course it wouldn�t make any difference, not when Naruto�s
facial features were already highlighted from the street-lamps outside.

Naruto made the first move, his
unbuttoned shorts falling down to his ankles and gracefully sidestepped as he
neared Sasuke in one stride. He felt his chest being
touched by warm palms, Naruto�s face depicting an
expression of pleasant disbelief, as if the entire scenario was truly a dream
come true. It was closing in too fast, too close for his liking.

�Naruto-�

And the dark-haired ninja was unsure again, wondering
whether all of this was a good idea. No, it had been an awful idea from the
start. He raised his hands up, ready to push his teammate away but his lips
were suddenly claimed in a quick kiss, mouths briefly brushing before he could
utter another word. Sasuke flinched, recoiling
backwards. Not with disgust, but with simple apprehension.

�Don�t say no, now,� Naruto said
with a desperate undertone in his words, matching the sudden imploring look in
his eyes. �Not now. You can�t.�

�You can�t possibly think that I�d-�

He was interrupted again.

�No! Don�t tell me that you�re going to be a coward.� The
teasing voice trembled slightly, lacking conviction.

He was being embraced tightly, the blond clinging onto him
for dear life as if he was going to suddenly fade away. This time Sasuke did push him away.

�Why the fuck am I even bothering��
he muttered tersely, already walking towards the door.

�Because you want to punish me,� was the mumbled reply. Sasuke stopped to turn around and Naruto
continued to bait him, his mouth now forming that odd little smile that had
been appearing lately more often. �Because you want to punish
me for loving you. C�mon Sasuke you got this
far.� The smile transformed into an ugly sneer, white teeth flashing in the
dark. �If you hate my existence so much then fucking do something about it. Don�t be a
scaredy cat about it.�

Oh how he hated that term. A reminder of his own childhood
jeer thrown back in his face.

�You�re right,� he said after a short stretch of silence. Naruto offered no resistance when Sasuke
threw him indifferently against the mattress. �I do want to punish you. I�m
going to fuck you so hard you won�t be able to walk for a week. Isn�t that what
you want?�

Naruto�s eyes fluttered and his
breath hitched; obviously the words had a desired effect on him. He
lasciviously licked his lips and bucked his hips upwards before giving his
fellow shinobi above a come-hither look. �Fuck me
till I bleed, baby. Don�t make me beg.�

Sasuke blinked. �You little slut��

Temporarily thrown back by the sight below him, Sasuke didn�t know whether he wanted to laugh or cry.
Wrong. Wrong. Hands had a mind of their
own, doing what his body wanted and what his rationality was screaming against.
He was practically tearing the clothes off the blond. This was complicated. He
didn�t want to give in. Naruto�s t-shirt tore widely
and pulled from underneath his back, jagged pieces of cloth hanging off the
side of the bed like a broken wing. He wanted to break his teammate�s face in
and just leave.

Abruptly the black-eyed boy drew back, immediately noticing
a peculiar and strangely familiar seal tracing the other ninja�s navel. The
characters appeared vague in the lack of light but as he opened his mouth to
enquire about it, Naruto beat him to it.

�I�ll explain later. I promise.�

Always later. Later
later later. He
hated secrets and he hated that phrase even more. People always seemed to
withhold important tidbits of information, keeping him in the dark and refusing
to talk about it. Why would the idiot have such an intricate seal branded onto
him? Was it a link to his unfathomable power bursts? Questions,
questions. And it irked him even more that he could not, for the life of
him, make a decent connection.

�Sasuke, over
here.�

Again that fucking-come hither look with those hooded eyes. Where the hell did he learn that look? The
moment Naruto grasped the other�s arm, pulling him
unceremoniously on his naked body, Sasuke had already
given in.

Their lips mashed together, tongues twirling into each
other�s mouths and their teeth clanked painfully. Angry passion and the need
for dominance more than substituted for their inexperience. Last time, Naruto tasted like miso. This
time he tasted sweet from the fruit he had consumed earlier. The torso felt
warm beneath him, an even hotter hardness pressing insistently against his own
body. He wanted more so badly that it scared him.

Sasuke was the first to pull back,
swiping at his wet mouth with the back of his hand. Below him, Naruto�s chest visibly rose and fell with each gulp of air.

�More...� he was pleading, �More��

So Sasuke gave him more. He
ravaged his teammate�s lips, pulling at them insistently and biting them uncaringly
with his teeth. Naruto�s metallic-tasting blood
coated his tongue but to him, it tasted sinfully sweet because it was his. By the time he was done, Naruto�s mouth was swollen and bleeding. Sasuke�s gaze flickered away and when he looked back, he
instantly regretted his action; the idiot was giving him a genuine, happy
smile.

�Sasuke� you have no idea how much
I wanted that��

The blond reached up to cup his cheek and Sasuke turned his head towards the other direction, away
from those glimmering eyes. He placed his hand over them, hiding them from view
and took a deep breath. Naruto�s mouth parted in
question but said nothing.

�I don�t care,� the Uchiha finally
muttered as he added a twinge of contempt to his voice. �I�m not doing this
because I care about you. I don�t. You�re a body that I�m going to relieve my
needs on. So don�t think that this is a long-term thing, okay?�

His words upset Naruto that much he could tell. Cursed bonds of friendship that kept holding him down.
Still, at the end of the day, he knew he wasn�t trying to convince his
teammate. He was trying to convince himself. Uzumaki
was right. He was in denial. He just knew that there was no way that this would
end up as a one-night stand. Nothing was ever as simple as that.

�Sure, if you say so.�

Naruto�s calm acceptance to the
situation stunned him. Inwardly at least for he continued to keep that impassive
mask painted on. Frankly, he was expecting outbursts, declarations and pleas.
Then again, Naruto�s behaviour
had been more peculiar than normal recently. But there was a certain
smugness to the blond�s look that Sasuke
didn�t like. A definitive glint that promised something more,
much more than understanding.

Then out of the blue. �Want me to suck you off, Sasuke-kun?�

The corner of Naruto�s mouth
pulled up playfully and as a reaction, Sasuke�s lips
thinned instead.

�You want to what?�

�Suck you off,� Naruto answered
obligingly. Dark blue eyes and whiskered cheeks loomed up close to Sasuke�s vision. The relaxed mouth tightened slightly. �I
haven�t done it before but if you want, you can close your eyes and pretend
that it�s someone else.�

Naruto must have taken the Uchiha�s lack of response as an affirmative because he
immediately maneuvered himself quickly from underneath, slithering away like a
snake in tall grass. He pushed Sasuke onto his back-
all this with a friendly smile on his face-and began to undress him. Although he
was slow and careful with his movements, Sasuke still
found himself overwhelmed with a sudden feeling of paranoia. He clapped a hand
onto Naruto�s wrist to still him.

�Not now. I�ll remove them myself,� he said to the other�s
puzzled expression. �Just do it like that.�

His ankles were grasped quickly and his body was dragged
further down the bed. Without a word, Naruto had
deftly unzipped his standard-issue trousers, pulling them and his boxers to
leave them hoisted off a pale, pronounced ankle. He was going to protest but
the initial shock of the air hitting his bare, lower regions hit him first.
Instead, Sasuke let the back of his skull hit the
mattress hard and prepared himself for whatever sensation to overcome his body.

The teenager�s eyes snapped open. His senses tingled; hot
breath flowing over his cock and stirring it to immediate half-hardness. There
were small, tentative licks that made his it twitch
and his head reel from the unexpected thrill. They continued, that wet tongue slowly
tracing up his shaft�s underbelly, flicking over the tip before continuing a
downwards path. Naruto�s hand, cool by comparison to
the unbearable heat washing over Sasuke�s body,
gripped the base of his cock and squeezed gently. And then
the blond�s mouth closing over him, swallowing him
with its warmth.

Sasuke�s hips bucked up, eager to
fuck that mouth, oh gods that hot,
wet pretty mouth. There was a slight choking sound in the background and
another hand pressing on his pelvis, forcing it back down and keeping him from
moving. He needed to move, his hands itching to grab, to pull, to tug anything.
He resorted to flinging them violently backwards, trembling fingers grasping
the headboard with a vengeance as his back arched cat-like off the bed.

Through the wet, slurping noises, the pleasure spiking at
his groin and the blood rushing in his ears, Sasuke
barely registered the groan escaping from his mouth. It sounded needy and
desperate, nothing he had ever emitted before. He could feel the slight tremors
that coursed through his thighs and yet, he was unable to stop them. He had
even managed to utter Naruto�s name in one
breathless, whispery rush. Deep within his mind, Sasuke
was appalled at himself. Appalled at how he was acting; a withering boneless
mess on the bed under the control of his moronic, useless teammate.
Unconsciously he bent his knees, flanking that same moronic, useless teammate�s
head while his spine curved upwards.

From that moment on, Uchiha Sasuke knew that most of that appeal of that addicting
pleasure was because he was doing it.
The dobe who always seemed to
surpass the genius.

One hand unglued itself with difficulty from the wood behind
him, landing harshly onto the bobbing, mop of hair between his legs. Naruto paused and Sasuke actually
mewled in protest like a kitten starved of its milk. It was done in such an
undignified manner that he was sure that he would scold himself later, whilst
remembering. As if he could remember logic through all that gratification.

�Sasuke�you like this don�t you?
You want more, right?�

But Naruto�s confident, muted
voice was so far away, barely scraping at the edge of his heavy haze, sensors
plainly screaming for release. Sasuke closed his eyes
again, his digits looping around yellow hair tightly. Somehow, his dry mouth
managed to rasp out, �Just get on with it, dobe.�

Naruto thankfully acquiesced. He
greedily allowed Sasuke�s length to rub across the
inside of his lips, then letting it slide back inside. Just like that silly banana earlier. He was doing something
absolutely amazing with his tongue, driving the tip of it into the slit of the
other�s straining cock.

He was�Oh Gods�Sasuke glanced down, seeing how fucking hot Naruto looked, pink lips wrapped around his engorged girth.
Such a fucking perfect
sight.

Everything rushed in at once, so unexpectedly and the Uchiha found himself opening his mouth wide. He made no
sound but his body tensed with a spasm, reaching climax. After what seemed like
an eternity, Sasuke sank back onto the bed, feeling
completely spent.

�I�m between deciding whether it tastes like salty snot or
sour dough.�

He actually made a face when he realized what Naruto was referring to. �You cannot be serious�what a
moron��

Instead the other shinobi changed
the subject. �Don�t tell me you�re just going to lie there��

As far as he was concerned, he could lie there all night.
Apparently though, Naruto had other plans.

�Sasuke�� the blond whined,
crawling to Sasuke�s side. A hard erection rubbed
insistently against his outer thigh. �Aren�t you going to take care of me? I�m
so turned on right now.�

He frowned, annoyed. After a hard week, he felt pretty
damned relaxed at that moment.

�You promised that you�d fuck me hard.�

Oh is that what he promised? A cold grin slowly stretched
his thin mouth.

There was a surprised cry, a two-second scuffle and Sasuke sat back to admire the new position he had forced Naruto to take. He was truly amazed at how good his
teammate looked at that very moment. He usually had this picture of a younger twelve-year
old bratty kid, baby fat clinging to his plump, ruddy face and a scrawny body
hidden underneath layers of horrid orange material. He never realized just how
beautiful the other boy had grown.

Naruto, now, was on his hands and
knees. His head and his chest were pressed down onto the mattress while his
rear was suggestively raised high in the air. Those muscled legs spread widely,
exposing everything. It was all sleek lines, smooth tanned skin in a position
that plainly screamed out �take me�� and Sasuke was
fully prepared to take advantage of that. Naruto eyed
up Sasuke warily and shifted slightly, his erection
bobbing between his outstretched thighs. Anxiety was edged on his face but the
lust that clouded those normally bright blue eyes overpowered everything. It
was clear what he wanted.

�Sasuke� what are you going to
do?� he asked softly and oh so innocently, after wetting his mouth. Nervous
words from the virgin mercenary. A trained killer but worried on his first
night with another. Of course, Sasuke reckoned that
he was no better himself but he was not the one who had his legs spread out
like a whore at the moment. With that thought, his smirk widened on the right
corner of his mouth, skewing his handsome face. He gazed down at Naruto from below his nose with a condescending look in his
eyes.

�Whatever I want. Aren�t you happy?�

Naruto was given no time to
answer. He gasped instead as Sasuke�s hand languidly
traced down the delicious curve of his buttocks before stopping to cup one firm
cheek. The Uchiha couldn�t help it. There were so
many things he wanted to do to the little blond imbecile, things that rushed
through his mind in torrents. And they all involved graphic images that would have
otherwise had him squirming and blushing like an innocent schoolgirl at the
very thought of them. But his situation was very, very real. A golden chance,
so to speak. Hesitating ever so slightly, Sasuke
maneuvered himself to kneel behind the other boy�s offered body and leaned
forward, allowing the flat of his tongue to run up the inside of Naruto�s inner thigh, up until he reached the other�s
testicles. Tipping his chin back, he took one of the sacs in his mouth,
wrapping his tongue around it before pulling away, leaving it wet with saliva.
By now, Naruto was shaking.

�Sasuke��

He had this impulsive urge to drag the tip of his tongue around
that exposed puckered entrance, poke at it with a finger and pry it open so he
could slam his already hardening cock inside. He didn�t care if he was hurting Naruto by digging his fingers into his flesh nor did he pay
heed to the indignant shout when he gave him a stinging slap on the rear. Naruto jerked in protest but was held down by a firm hand
on his hip. Sasuke�s hand moved back onto the buttock
he had just slapped. He began to speak in a subdued voice as he caressed the
hot surface, patting it patronizingly. �Remember you�re the one who asked for
this. First time or not, it�s not going to be a fucking bed of roses. I�ll do
whatever the hell I want, got that Uzumaki?�

The trembling body in front of him made some incoherent
noise and Sasuke suddenly changed his mind. He wanted
the light on; desiring to see what was in front of him. No soft blue hues from
the moon for the whole �romanticism� effect. He wanted it raw, clear, with all
the colours and flaws. He imagined his teammate�s ass
pink from the spank and the sadistic element of his personality wanted to administrate
more.

�Stay here,� he commanded, standing up quickly only to walk
towards the opposite wall. Illumination flooded the small bedroom and Sasuke smiled, pleased. Oh there was no mistaking it. Any
illusions he had earlier of attempting to pretend that he was going to do a
girl were now smashed. Naruto was wholly male, laying
there on his hands and knees on the mattress. The initial apprehension that had
been brewing up at the pits of his stomach vanished. He definitely liked what
he saw.

�I was actually wrong,� Sasuke
said, pulling the curtains shut and sauntering back to the bed. He paused at
the foot of it for a moment, gaze scrutinizing the sight in front of him. �You
look pretty damn fuckable like that.� Then he tilted
his head curiously. �So how do gays do it? I have to prepare you first right?�

Naruto turned his head around,
glaring from the corner of one brilliant, blue eye. �Yeah that would be
preferable, Mr. Genius. There�s some lotion next to the mirror.�

A snort and an unwanted stab of anger. �So you know what to
do then? You�ve really been around haven�t you?�

Sasuke scowled and pivoted on his
feet, twisting his body towards the bureau. �More good advice from that �
friend of yours, I take it?� He studied the meager collection of bottles,
pausing only to scan the labels before finding what he wanted. The thought of
why Naruto had his mirror covered completely with a
folded cloth passed his mind, but he didn�t ponder on it at that particular
moment. He was feigning indifference but the anger persisted. But now was not
the time. After all, he had another pressing matter at hand.

�Fuck off, Sasuke-bastard. This is
my first time.� Naruto�s voice then carried off
behind him, as if unsure. �But no. I experimented a
couple of times with myself. Lotion does help.�

The bottle bounced slightly as it landed next to Naruto�s arm.

�Show me then.�

�Show you�?�

�You know,� Sasuke said casually
as he settled back down on the mattress. �Prepare yourself for me. Unless you
want me to fuck you dry.�

The idiot was blushing. Evidently he was embarrassed to
perform such an intimate act in front of company. Sasuke
sneered and Naruto slumped a bit, his arms probably
aching from remaining in that position. The boy tensed with a yelp when a palm made
contact with one of his exposed cheeks again. This time a red tint spread on
the smooth skin and Sasuke smacked it for a third
time, enjoying the flesh ripple underneath his hand, the harsh sound it brought
out and best of all Naruto�s reaction.

�C�mon, don�t be shy,� he mocked as he caressed that abused
cheek. �Weren�t you supposed to keep me interested?�

The blond shifted to free his arms. He took the bottle and
popped the cap open, squirting the thick liquid liberally on his fingers. Then
his arm stretched behind him, snaking around his hips before dipping down. Sasuke leaned in closer, watching Naruto�s
fingers circling his small entrance once before he tentatively began to push,
agonizingly slow. The ring of muscle expanded around his finger-tip and the dark-haired
prodigy widened his eyes in fascination as the digit slid inside to the second
knuckle.

By the time Naruto had entered a
second finger, Sasuke was already achingly hard. He averted
his eyes from the highly erotic scene in front of him for only a moment, enough
time to remove his shirt, leaving himself utterly naked. Naruto�s
finger, slick with lotion, moved in and out at a moderate pace. The area around
had reddened, tantalizing Sasuke with the need to
touch it. He grabbed the bottle and lubricated his fingers.

�Are�you�?�

The blond moaned loudly as a third finger penetrated him
roughly. Sasuke pushed his index finger further
inside, rubbing it insistently against the others already inside. Naruto�s entrance stretched further to accommodate a fourth
digit.

�How does it feel, hmm?� he asked, leaning forward but still
keeping his vision riveted onto that display. Naruto�s
fingers had slowed down but Sasuke�s kept moving,
harder now. The black-eyed teenager accidentally pressed down in his finger-fucking,
eliciting a loud cry of gratification from his teammate. He paused, wondering
what he had done.

Naruto was supporting himself with
his shoulders, chest flat on the mattress. He was panting heavily. �There�s
this spot inside�a-and it feels �really good when you �do that��

Sasuke raised both eyebrows and
pursed his lips together in contemplation. �You mean this?�

He was answered with another cry. Naruto�s
fingers had slipped out, leaving a wet trail in their wake as they slid down
his thigh but Sasuke�s mouth widened into a sardonic leer.
The way the blond kept wriggling that delectable ass underneath his fingertips
as they applied pressure directly onto that one spot was just exquisite. Naruto�s breathing came out in short,
harsh puffs alongside a continuous, long moan that set Sasuke�s
blood on fire.

�I�m going�to�oh gods!�

Sasuke promptly pulled his hand
away. �No, not yet.�

The other teenager whined like a young child deprived of his
candy. �Sasuke, I was so close too!�

�I don�t give a shit!� The other snapped as he reached for
his own arousal. His cock was rigid, beads of pre-cum already forming at the
tip and it was already clouding his senses with its demand for attention. �This
isn�t about you cumming, dammit.
This is about me fucking you, remember dobe?!�

It was so easy aligning his erection exactly where he wanted
and he was pleased when an experimental thrust caused the tip to slip right in.
The sensation was too much however, making his eyes widen. He swiveled their
direction downwards, their gaze meeting half way. Naruto
looked drunk on lust. Tanned skin shone with perspiration.

�Push it in�please�please�� A sexy purr, the once shrill,
boyish voice now roughened with need. Glistening lips formed the perfect,
disjointed sentence. �Master, please�fuck me�I want you in me��

The magic word. A
spark of triumph within his body. Who was he to refuse such an offer? He
slammed it in with one, full thrust. Naruto�s body
tensed with an audible yelp and Sasuke�s head lolled
forward. It was quiet, save for the boys� loud heartbeats and even louder
breathing. The air around him felt stiflingly humid, suffocating him with its
heaviness.

Naruto�s fingers were digging into
the sheets, crumbling them underneath his palm. �Sas-u�ke��

He�he couldn�t describe the feeling. There were so many
words that flitted through his head, none staying long enough to be pondered
deeply. Hot. Slick. And tight.
So wonderfully tight. Hot velvet gripping him so
tightly, giving him the sensation of being he was being sucked in.

�I can�t believe�how good this feels,� he murmured with his
eyes closed, more to himself that anything. His hands moved upon their own
accord, dragging down the moist surface of Naruto�s
back.

�Yeah�well, don�t just stand there goddammit,�
his teammate answered hoarsely. He jolted Sasuke back
to attention by pushing his ass back, hard.

It wasn�t really difficult to settle into a rhythm, Sasuke found. All it required was thrusting in and out. He
was painfully aware at how inexperienced he was and was unable in keeping his
thrusts timed steadily. Hunger, erotic and pure in its uninhibited form had him
literally fucking his teammate into the mattress without any restraint.

Sasuke didn�t know what he was
hoping for when he leaned forward, over Naruto and
close to his face. Naruto�s sobbing was punctuated
with each vicious stab he received, minced-up words begging Sasuke
for one thing or another. Despite that, the large blue eyes remained dry.

Why isn�t he crying? I
want him to cry�I want to see tears! I want to hear him screaming for me to
stop!

�Shut up. Shut up�shut up!� Sasuke
furiously clamped one hand onto the other boy�s mouth while he dug his
fingernails into a bony hip, tearing at the skin there. This was his time. His to control, his to dominate. He didn�t want to hear the
insignificant words of his moronic teammate. �You�re too loud! Always so fucking loud!�

Naruto coughed, slathering spit
all over the Uchiha�s fingers. That lotion must have
left a nasty aftertaste. He pitched his head forward, crushing the constraining
hand between his mouth and pillow. �Touch me�fuck Sasuke,
touch me now! Please�please�� The muffled pleading were barely heard over the
heavy gasping.

Sasuke�s almost ritualistic
movements were broken when his wrist was grasped tightly and forced to slide
underneath feverish skin. In a short moment of confusion while the building
pressure slowly ebbed away inside of him, he found himself fisting Naruto�s cock, swollen, burning and throbbing with need.

�Touch me, Sasuke-bastard. Make me
cum�� The blond�s voice sounded distorted, guttural.

In the end, they were like two rutting animals. Their
bodies, sticky with sweat, slithered against each other. Sasuke
found it difficult to simultaneously keep his thrusts in time with his
stimulation on Naruto�s cock; his hand movements were
erratic but Naruto didn�t seem to care. He himself
grinded his ass with such punishing force at Sasuke�s
pelvis, impaling himself over and over again and the boy�s constant moaning
sounded like music, spurring the prodigy�s climax nearer and nearer.

Naruto found release first; his
passage constricting almost painfully around Sasuke�s
arousal in such an enticing manner that he could not help from following. It
lasted only for a few seconds but the aftershock of it left his nerves ringing
and his arms twitching. The dark-haired boy collapsed onto his teammate,
exhausted.

�I should say how heavy you are but it�s kinda
nice like this,� Naruto remarked lowly with an
audible smack of his lips. �Pull out though, I�m sore.�

Sasuke just hissed softly and his
arms twitched again, Even the lightest friction on his cock was too sensitive
for him. He rolled onto his back and looked upwards.

�I don�t suppose you have any cigarettes right?�

Naruto gave a surprised snort. �I
didn�t know you smoked.�

�Not really. Only when the occasion calls
for it. Which is hardly ever.�

�Should I take offence then?�

�For what?�

�You wanting a cigarette after we
just fucked. It sounds really clich�. Like a page out of Icha
Icha Paradise.�

�Hn.�

Awkward silence. Naruto remained as stiff and quiet as he and somehow, it
didn�t quite fit in with the stupid image of the attention-seeking blond
clinging onto him.

�I can�t decide whether that lamp bulb is too dim or too
bright,� Naruto said randomly.

Sasuke squinted slightly before
answering neutrally, �Right now, it�s too bright.�

There was an agreeable noise next to him and the mattress
shifted. Naruto sat up and twisted his torso,
lowering it towards Sasuke. The blond�s
expression displayed a mixture of longing and uncertainly and in an instant, Sasuke knew that he was going to be kissed. He turned his
head away in a clear gesture of refusal. Naruto
blinked, expertly wiped the kicked puppy look off his face and replaced it with
frustration.

�Ice-bitch Uchiha,� he finally
muttered as he stood up. He stretched his tanned limbs, completely unabashed
with his nakedness. �Stop doing that. It�s fucking annoying and it�s getting
tiresome.�

This time, Sasuke didn�t bother
answering. He watched his own seed trickle down those lean thighs as the blond
walked out of the room. His honed hearing caught running water in the distance
and absently thought about the mess he had blithely thrown himself into. He was
confused, torn between feelings of superiority and�something else. Need? Obsession? Attraction? Gods forbid,
concern for Naruto. That alone warranted a grimace.

With a sigh, the Uchiha threw one
arm over his face to block the offending light and let the other one dangle off
the side of the bed. Still�he could not deny the possessive pride that surged
within him with the memory of Naruto�s cum-covered
thighs.

The brooding boy drew one knee up and allowed his sticky
fingers to graze the hard floor below him. They began to languidly to follow a
pre-defined outline on the wood and in the back of his mind,
he could feel the brush of the bed cover against the back of his hand. A jolt
of pain made him snatch his hand back.

There was a bloody great splinter sticking in his index
finger.

With a frown, Sasuke yanked it out
and instinctively glanced down to see where he was pricked. Under the harsh
lighting, he could see rough cuts on the floor that ran against the grain of
the wood and his lips pursed together. They were definitely not caused by
scrapings of furniture. The cuts extended underneath the bed and curved
unevenly around to where the two points converged. It would have been just an
ordinary pattern if it was not for the fact that there were symbols scratched
out as well around the circle, unlike anything he had ever seen, even with his
boasted knowledge of seals. Some of the edges were appeared stained darker in
contrast with the washed out brown of the wood. Blood.

Sasuke blinked and raised both brows.
A summoning circle of some sort? Upon further
investigation, he discovered a rag-doll filled with sand jammed between the
headboard and the mattress.

What the�

He was going to laugh it off because just the thought of Naruto playing with dolls was beyond ridiculous. Still,
most children�s dolls did not look like a former member of the Council,
recently deceased. And they most definitely did not have a thick needle shoved
in the middle of their chest.

Naruto found Sasuke
sitting ram-rod straight on the mattress, already clad in his boxers. The blue-eyed
teenager lifted a fair eyebrow at the other�s pinched expression.

�You�re not going to shower?� he enquired, �The water�s
still warm.�

�No.�

�Whatever. Here, use this to wipe yourself off then.�

Naruto unwrapped
the towel from his waist, patted his head with it and then tossed it to Sasuke who caught it one-handed.

�What�s that?�

�Hmm?�

Naruto winced a bit when he pulled
on his shorts, giving Sasuke a sense of satisfaction.
He himself cleaned his hands on the damp towel before pushing it below his
waistline for a quick wipe.

�That,� he said vaguely, dropping the soiled towel at the
foot of the bed.

�For fuck�s sake, try and make an effort to actually speak. I
can�t read your mind y�know. What the hell are you
referring�� His voice trailed off when he noticed
where Sasuke�s gaze was trained onto. ��Oh� that.� A shrug. �Nothing really. I was
practicing off some scroll that pervert Jiraiya gave
me and botched up one of his jutsus. I must have been
half-asleep or something.�

Naruto was a good liar. He excelled
at hiding his real emotions. But Sasuke knew better.
He knew that Naruto�s mask was always more
transparent around him. And Naruto was not telling
the truth.

�It�s a summoning circle isn�t it?� His eyes gravitated on
the bold stomach tattoo that rippled ever so slightly with Naruto�s
change of stance. �It must have been something impulsive for you to suddenly
scratch it out with your nails to the point of bleeding.�

�It�s not th-�

�And there�s no way that an idiot like you could come up
with symbols like that, even from the top of your head,� Sasuke
continued coolly.

�You�re the one who�s being idiotic. Why are you being so
paranoid anyways? It�s just a jutsu I screwed up
with. Don�t you need blood to summon things huh?�

Sasuke watched Naruto�s
expression closely when he threw the rag-doll at him. The toy skidded on the
smooth surface and then flopped pathetically forward at the other�s bare feet.

�I hear that the Elder was in such good health for someone
his age,� the Uchiha remarked conversationally, ��so
that heart-attack caught everyone by surprise��

Sasuke had never met anyone who
could flip their temperament so easily, like Naruto
does. He noted how a small look of fear crossed the whiskered face, the eyes
dilating a little. It then leveled out and instead of insisting some more, Naruto smiled, in an amiable way. And when he spoke, his
voice had matured to a composed, adult tone.

�Guess I should tell you my big bad secret, eh Sasuke? I dunno how you�ve never
managed to find out, even after the shit we�ve been through.�

That smile hid a clenched jaw behind the extended lips.

�I really don�t want to tell you �cause
I knew you were going to hate me even more. But you know what? I�m really tired
of pretending and I guess you have a right to know. So I�ll tell you.�

Sasuke leaned forward expectantly.
�Go on then.�

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TBC
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