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Bring the Game	By : ClaireBear Category: Naruto Crossovers > General Views: 1343 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I do not make any money from publishing this fic. This story idea inspired by yaoi_is_my_antidrug

Chapter List
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Chapter 10 � Pick-up Game (Sasuke /
Zell)
Sasuke became tense the moment he
stepped foot inside the hotel lobby and Zell could tell by the way he clutched
his hand so tightly.� At first, he
assumed the reason behind the hand-holding was so he wouldn�t fall behind or
get lost while he directed him towards the place he was staying, but now, as he
marched briskly through the brightly-lit foyer, half-dragging him into one of
the elevators, Zell was beginning to think he was making sure he didn�t try to
escape.
Well, there was no need for the foreign student to
worry.� Zell wasn�t planning on changing
his mind.� He badly needed this, he just
wish Sasuke knew how much, but that wasn�t the reason
he was crushing the bones in the other boy�s palm.
He was on guarded alert, hoping that none of his teammates
saw him, or worse, Kakashi-sensei.� He really wasn�t in the mood for another
confrontation and he also didn�t have a good enough reason for bringing a
stranger into his room.� It was one of
the many rules their coach had expected them to follow, especially he and Hyuuga who both had their own, private suites.� He finally relaxed his caution once they were
safely locked within the privacy of his temporary lodgings and Zell sighed his relief and massaged the pain in his knuckles.
When Sasuke kicked off his shoes
and shrugged out of his team jersey, his guest did likewise, making sure to
align his sneakers perfectly and hooking the jacket on the coat rack so it hung
just right.� Not that it should have
mattered, he wasn�t planning on staying too long, but for some reason, he
didn�t want the other boy to think he was a slob.
�Can I get you something to drink?� Sasuke
asked as he walked towards the mini-fridge and opened it, disobeying another
one of Kakashi-sensei�s orders.
�Sure,� Zell graciously accepted the hospitable offer.� �Anything that isn�t
water.�
He gathered as many of the tiny bottles that he could fit in
both hands and placed them on the coffee table before collecting two glasses
from the kitchen.
It wasn�t that he was waiting for a �make yourself at home�,
although, that would have put him at ease, but he felt like an idiot just
standing by the door so he moved over to the sofa to sit down.� Zell gasped with surprise as the soft
cushions seemed to give way beneath his weight as if trying to suck him into
the couch and, upon Sasuke�s return,
he was now sitting precariously on the edge of his seat.
�Something wrong?� the Uchiha
asked, raising an eyebrow at the odd way he was sitting.
�Your chair tried to eat me,� Zell replied honestly and took
the tumbler that was offered to him.
A pair of dark eyes cast him an odd look as he got down on
his knees at the table�s edge but the tanned face that stared back at him was
dead serious and Sasuke couldn�t help but think that Naruto would have said something just as silly.
He grit his teeth as he poured the other boy a drink, trying
not to think about that aggravating blonde and concentrating, instead, on the
one before him.� �Have you ever done
something like this before?� he asked, partially out of curiosity and the need
to start a conversation.
�What?� A one-night stand or sleeping with a guy?�� And no sooner had he finished his sentence
did he bring the beverage to his lips.
Sasuke shrugged and filled his own
glass.� �Both.�
Zell shook his head, his golden locks flickering like a
flame in the dim, orange light.� �No on
both counts,� he admitted and swallowed another gulp of the amber liquid.�
There was a long pause before he asked his next
question.� �Are you� a virgin?�
Zell found that particularly funny and he tossed back his
head to let out a long, loud laugh.� It
was a nice sound, not as hoarse or as high as Naruto�s,
and the way his throat flexed and his sparkling, white teeth peeked out from
behind shapely, thin lips made him very appealing.� �Oh God, no,� he seemed to brag and placed a
hand over his stomach.� �I�ve been with girls
before.� It�s only recently that I
started saving myself for someone special.��
His shoulders suddenly drooped and all amusement disappeared from his
face as quickly as it came, and Sasuke didn�t have to
be a mind-reader to know who he was thinking about.
�Yeah� I know what you mean,� he replied gruffly and cleared
his throat by taking another sip.
�Mn,� Zell grunted with a tiny
smile.� It was nice to have someone he
could relate to for a change.� �Well, it
doesn�t matter,� he started on a sigh.�
�Even if Squall hadn�t met Naruto there�s no
way I�d have a chance with him.�
It was the first time he�d ever admitted that out loud, much
less to someone else, but it didn�t leave him as depressed as it usually
did.� Maybe he�d finally came to terms
with the fact that he�d never be with Squall and he was happy that he�d met
someone that broke him out of his thick shell.�
Although� he wished that it was him that made Squall smile the way Naruto did, but that was no reason to hate the other
boy.� Jealousy was the only malicious
emotion he would allow himself to feel towards him.
Sasuke, on the other hand, was not
as compassionate.� He hated the Leonhart boy and would say it to his face at the next
opportunity he got.� It was his own fault
he hadn�t approached his crush when he had the chance.� He should have faced his fears and put his
pride aside for the sake of love, but he�d missed his chance, and now, he�d
never have that opportunity again.�
�What about you?�
Zell�s soft voice brought him back to the present and he
came out of his mire of regret.�
�I don�t think Naruto was the one
for me anyway,� he rasped and slumped back against the foot of the sofa, his shoulders
hitting the wood with a loud thud.� The
momentum shook the couch, causing Zell to topple and he caught his balance and
managed to avoid falling backwards into the downy cushions.
�No, I mean, are you a virgin?� Zell amended and decided to
join the other boy on the safety of the floor where he wouldn�t be devoured by
furniture.
Sasuke brought the glass to his
lips before making his admission.� �This
will be my first time with a guy too.�
�Nice,� the boy grinned and raised his glass as if in a
toast.� �I hear virgins are great
together.�
A low grunt escaped Sasuke�s pale
throat but it wasn�t a sound of annoyance, it was a very light chuckle.� �Yeah, where�d you hear that?� he then asked,
one corner of his lip turning up into a tiny smirk.
Zell lifted one shoulder in a shrug.� �I dunno, just
somewhere, I guess.�� He paused, brought
the tumbler to his mouth then pulled it away when a thought came to him.� �Y�know� I may have
read that in a GQ magazine.�
Sasuke�s jaw went slack.� �You read GQ?� he asked
with obvious disbelief.� He certainly
didn�t seem the type.
�Yeah,� Zell scoffed, as if to say �Doesn�t everybody?�.� �Well, it�s not
like I have a subscription or anything.�
I just glaze through �em while I�m waiting to
get my hair cut,� and he ran his long fingers through his stylish mane.� He was about due for a trim.
Another hand reached out to test the silken texture of each
strand and the hairs at the back of his neck stood up when Sasuke�s
fingers brushed the rim of his ear.� Obsidian
eyes gazed upon him with curious intensity as the pads of his fingertips traced
his hairline and tested the stability of the tuft of hair that grew from his
widow�s peak.� �How do you get it to stay
up like that?�
Snickering had become a reflex action anytime someone asked
him that question, and his automated response was, �I use the same stuff they
used in �There�s Something about Mary.�� What usually happened next was the
inquisitive party would become repulsed, jerk their hand out of his hair and tell
him how disgusting he was, but Sasuke did none of
those things.
He probably hadn�t seen the movie.
�Nah, I�m just kidding ,� the
playful boy tittered.� �I use any kind of
gel.� My hair favours
most brands so I use whatever,� he shrugged.�
� What about you?� and he pointed at the dark
peaks, protruding from the back of Sasuke�s head.
�Styling mousse,� he disclosed and pulled his hand away from
the other boy�s face so he could test his own hairstyle.
�Whatever works, right?�
�Hn,� Sasuke
nodded.� �Did that hurt?�
�What, this?� Zell asked, pointing
to the left side of his face.� �Fuck, I
can�t remember,� he answered after Sasuke nodded
again.� �That bastard, Seifer, got me drunk and put one on me,� and he seethed at
what little scraps of memories he had of that night.� The little prankster had graciously
volunteered to give him a ride home after reassuring Squall he wasn�t going to
dump his plastered ass in an alley somewhere, but the more responsible boy
really should have known better than to trust his rival.
It wouldn�t have been so bad had he asked the artist to draw
it somewhere discreetly, like an arm, his leg or even his butt, but no!� He had to get his money�s worth and
commissioned a huge-ass� thing on the side of his face, and Zell was willing to bet
he didn�t even know what the damned symbol meant.� He was grateful, however, that it was a
tribal marking and nothing too humiliating like (and knowing Seifer) a giant dick.
There were a few consolations, despite his misfortune .� First of
all, Seifer was the one who had to pay for the tattoo
and, secondly, everyone seemed to like it.
�I was gonna get it removed but it
suits me,� the optimistic youth went on, emptying his glass and grabbing� a bottle to
help himself to another.� �Besides, I
like to keep it as a reminder of the promise I made that I was never going to
drink agai-� and he paused
mid pour, staring in admonition at the glass and mini-bottle in his hands.� �Riiiight.�
Sasuke made a failed attempt to
stifle his laughter but Zell only encouraged him by laughing at himself.
He prevented any further temptation by putting them back on
the table and threaded his fingers together in his lap.� �Hey,� and he turned
to face the other boy just inches away from him. �You still wanna
do this?�
Sasuke pushed himself off the
sofa.� �Yeah,� he growled after finishing
the dregs in his glass and, once his hands were free, he reached out, grabbed
Zell by the wrist and drew him closer.� Zell�s
eager lips met Sasuke�s commanding own and he climbed
into the taller boy�s lap, wrapping his arms around his neck and his legs about
his waist.�
�I�m in trouble,� the young blonde breathed weakly into Sasuke�s dominating kiss, but he either didn�t hear him or
was too busy tasting the insides of his mouth to respond.� Zell fisted his hands within the brunette�s
spiky hair to hold his head in place but as he pressed himself closer against
the Uchiha�s broad chest, Sasuke
pushed back just as hard.� It was
becoming increasingly difficult for both boys to breathe but neither wanted to
pull away until they were forced to stop or risk suffocation.
�You don�t mind doing it out here, do you?� Sasuke asked between another round
of kisses after he�d caught his second wind.�
�No, here�s good,� he assured him, barely able to speak with
a tongue shoved so far down his throat.
Sasuke was relieved by that
response because he really didn�t want to move and didn�t think he�d be able to
stand since his legs refused to work.� He
had no problems with his hands though which he was now slipping beneath the
other boy�s shirt and Zell shivered the moment those fingers made contact with
his flushed skin.� They followed the
indented trail of his curved spine, making their way upwards until they reached
his shoulder blades, causing the tendons there to flex in anticipation.� The tanned boy gasped, bringing his own hands
to rest on Sasuke�s shoulders and gently pushed him
into the carpet while straddling his hips, but the second Sasuke�s
back reached the floor he rolled over with the other boy in his arms until he
was the one straddling him.
�Hey,� Zell whined, feeling a tad slighted and pushing at
the immovable torso above his.� �I want
to be on top!�
�No,� came his curt reply, making
it perfectly clear that their roles were not up for debate.
�Wait a minute--,� he started to stammer, but Sasuke was adamant and, as he kissed away the other boy�s
pout, it no longer became an issue� for now.
Zell allowed himself to sink into the plush rug.� The thick, wooly fibers tingled
his already sensitized skin that yearned for more of the Uchiha�s
gentle touches.� He soon got his wish
when his T-shirt was carefully removed and fingertips, still slightly chilled
from holding the cold bottles, grazed his stomach, ribs and chest emitting a
long, low hiss from his clenched teeth.�
Sasuke grinned in satisfaction as
the boy squirmed beneath him and, curious as to how he would respond, he pinched his nipples and the high-pitched moan that erupted
from that long, tan throat sent more blood pumping straight to the brunette�s
cock.� Skilled fingers continued to
assault the hardened nubs and, with this pleasure he also brought pain by
tugging, flicking and scraping against them with his fingernails.�
Zell hated it and loved it all at the same time and grit his
teeth together so he wouldn�t blurt out for him to stop.� Had his skin tone been any lighter, the poor,
little nipples would have been red from the abuse but Sasuke
mercifully ceased his torturous advances and began soothing them with his lips
and tongue.
�Ngh� God,� the submissive one
choked on a sob and thread his fingers again in Sasuke�s �hair, pulling him closer as he arched
his back and pushed his chest against that tantalizing mouth.
He teased first the left, then the right and moved as if to
go back to the first, but he stopped in the middle and began a southerly
journey, leaving a damp trail across a flat, muscular abdomen.� His stomach clenched when a hot, wet tongue
stabbed twice at his navel and Zell groaned impatiently, pushing that dark head
closer to the source of his heat.
But Sasuke was the one in charge
and at the first signs of Dinct�s assertiveness,
he slapped the hands out of his hair and sat up.� Straddled over the tanned boy�s lean hips, Sasuke removed his own shirt and crunched it into a ball so
he could toss it somewhere across the room.�
Aquamarine eyes, glazed with lust, watched as his well-toned arms and
shoulders rippled with each movement but the show didn�t last very long as his
chest came down to rest upon his and the medley of their gasps when heated
flesh touched heated flesh, echoed within the room.
Zell made a renewed effort to subdue the slightly bigger boy
and caught him off guard when he suddenly pushed against him and rolled him
onto his back, but the proud Uchiha insisted he be
the dominant one and grabbed Zell painfully by the shoulders and roughly shoved
him back into his proper place.
�C�mon, let me be on top.�
Please!� he begged, struggling to break free or at least throw the other
boy off him, but he was no match for the Uchiha�s greater
strength.
Sasuke reprimanded him with a
stern �Shh� and trapped his wrists within one hand,
effectively pinning them above his head.�
His captive growled and glared angrily at him but Sasuke
didn�t care as long as he got his own way.
�Seriously, I wanna�Mmmph!� and,
once again, he was silenced by a brutal kiss.
Zell grew restless as his persistence increased and their
foreplay turned into a battle of predominance, a battle he easily lost.� Everytime he moved
his body, Sasuke pressed his weight against him to
keep him still and, everytime he opened his mouth to
protest, Sasuke�s tongue shoved the words right back
down his throat.� At first, the futility
of his actions humored the domineering boy but he soon grew wary of Zell�s
non-compliance and decided it was time to subjugate the whiny American.
�His free hand cupped
the stiff bulge that rested on Zell�s crotch and the other boy stiffened when a
little pressure was applied and he began to squeeze it.� With that one hand, he effortlessly opened
his fly and Zell lifted his hips so he could tug his jeans and boxers off his
hips.� He was rewarded for his
co-operation when one finger lightly caressed the pulsing vein on the underside
of his dick and Zell threw his head to one side and cried out.
�Suki desu ka?� Sasuke breathed huskily
against the junction of his ear and jawline.
Zell had no idea
what the other boy said, he could have just insulted his mother and he wouldn�t
give a damn because it wasn�t what he said but how he said it.�
Sasuke, on the other hand, wasn�t even aware that
he�d slipped into his native tongue.�
He�d never had sex in English before so it wasn�t a habit, and watching
the erotic expressions that flashed across the young blonde�s face made him even
forget where he was.
His fingers curled
around the hard member, stimulating it with slow, long strokes and Zell raised
his hips, pushing himself off the floor to thrust into that hand.� Like a spell, he was charmed by the seductions
of that exotic voice whispering sweet confirmations against his ear.� Those words sent him spiraling into a higher
state of arousal, even more than the hand on his cock and, if Zell only had one
wish, it would be to understand everything Sasuke was
saying to him right now.
�God, whatever you
do, don�t stop talking,� Zell groaned.
It was only then
that the Uchiha became aware that he was speaking his
first language and he quickly apologized before laying a soft smack upon the
other teen�s lips.� Sasuke
pulled away, much to Zell�s dismay, but had only done so to completely remove
their clothing.� Neither one blushed,
both very confident with their physique and both of the firm belief that they
were the closest beings to perfection.
Slightly impulsive
and overly confident, Zell, like most his age, believed he was invincible.� Living only for the here and now, the
ailments and maladies that could befall him in his geriatric years were of
little consequence while he made the most of his youth.� Although he stayed out late, partied hard and
ate anything salty, sweet or made of meat, he was very active and, coupled with
his high-metabolism, had no problem maintaining his incredibly ripped figure.
Sasuke, on the other hand, treated his body like a
temple; as a sentient spirit, borrowing a physical vessel, through a temporary
existence.� He believed that the secret
to longevity was creating a harmonious balance between the trinity of his body,
mind and soul.� And, by rigorously
practicing healthy eating, constant exercise and disciplined meditation he was
able to acquire the body of an Adonis.
Unbeknownst to them,
they complimented each other, but both were too ignorant to realize it.� Zell�s insecurities made him believe he was
not good enough and Sasuke�s inflated self-esteem fancied
himself far too superior but, despite that, they were willing to go through
with this.�
Zell shifted
restlessly beneath him, desperately wanting more contact upon his aching member
and he soon grew rebellious, knowing that if he were the one in charge he could
have things done his way.�� Dammit, Sasuke.� I�m serious- mmph.� I wa- I want to be
on top.�� He was ignored, he expected
that.� �Jeez, you�re� such a bully,� he
muttered between Sasuke�s assertive kisses and, if
his hands were free, he would have pushed the other boy off him.� �You really don�t play fair, do you.�
�No,� Sasuke agreed with a deliciously wicked smile as his dark
gaze burned intensely into the pair of blue ones beneath him.� �I only play by my rules.�
With a helpless
sigh, Zell conceded defeat (like he had a choice) and, sensing his complete
surrender, Sasuke released the hold he had on the
other boy�s wrists.� His freedom was
short lived as he was ordered to turn over on his stomach and get on his hands
and knees.� This position was more
humiliating than the first but he didn�t voice his complaints as he complied to the bed bully�s demands.�
After all, this was the agreement they had right?� He was supposed to be Sasuke�s
Naruto and Sasuke was to be
his Squall and he surmised it was easier to imagine if they couldn�t see each
other�s face.� But Zell wanted to be able
to see Sasuke�s face.�
He had to admit, the other guy was pretty damn hot and, after they
started talking over those few drinks, he hadn�t even thought once about his
old obsession.
Zell gnawed on his lower
lip and was actually glad he was facing away from the Uchiha
so he couldn�t see his reservations.�
Suddenly, he didn�t want to do this anymore� well, he did, just not as
different people, but he couldn�t tell the other boy that he wanted to change
the strategy this late in the game.� Like
he said, he only played by his rules, and what if he
didn�t want to play under those circumstances.�
He couldn�t risk missing this opportunity.� He needed this.
�Ow!� Watch it,� he jerked and cried out in surprise,
as a thick shaft prodded against his virgin entrance.
Sasuke grunted an apology, fighting to keep his
impatience restrained, wanting nothing more than to plunge into that tight,
little hole.� The only thing preventing
him from doing so right now was his empathy, as odd as that sounded, because,
had it been him, he�d want Zell to go easy on him.� But that only raised the question:� Why the hell did he even care?� I wasn�t as if they were a couple, they
weren�t even fuck buddies.� To him, Zell
was just a �use once and throw away� kind of guy and, wasn�t that the deal he�d
offered him down at the bar anyway?
Sasuke tried not to let his conscience overwhelm
his desire because he could feel himself start to get soft but, the funny thing
was, if he started thinking about Naruto, the person
he initially wanted
to fuck, he�d wilt like a flower that had been torn from the ground and left in
a dark corner. �Thinking about Naruto made him think about Naruto
choosing to be with Squall, then he�d start thinking about Squall by
association and, thinking about that bastard was enough to kill his libido
instantly.
�You okay back
there?� Zell asked and he craned his neck at an uncomfortable angle.
�I�m fine,� Sasuke snarled after exhaling an agitated breath through
his teeth.
�Okay, that�s good,�
his blonde head bobbed.� �I was a little
concerned with the hold up.� You know� if
you�re not sure what to do we could always switch posi-
JESUS!�� A guttural scream was ripped
from his throat when Sasuke breached him without
warning and no preparation.� The boy
doubled over, his upper body collapsed against the floor and his head collided
against the carpet with a soft thud.� �Oh
God, oh God, oh fuck,� he wailed, digging his fingers into the thick rug.
Sasuke could only gape as he blubbered
incessantly.� If he didn�t know better he
could have sworn he�d stabbed the boy in one of his vital organs.� It really couldn�t have hurt that much, could
it?� �Zell-?�
�Dude.�
Don�t.� Move.� Don�t fucking move,� he warned with a deep growl before he shifted
back into his pained, little whines.
Sasuke obeyed, but only because he actually felt
sorry for the poor guy.� It was his
fault, after all, but, after kneeling there for what felt like ten minutes,
balls deep inside his bum while he screeched like a banshee was starting to get
ridiculous.� �Do you want me to pull
out?�
�I said don�t
fucking move,� Zell yelled at him again.
To this, Sasuke clicked his tongue against the back of his
teeth.� �Give me a fucking break,� he
snapped in retaliation.� �There�s no way
this still hurts.� Suck it up and stop
being such a baby.�
�Fuck you!� You insensitive prick.�
�Fuck me?� No, fuck you, or at least I would if you�d
stop your bitching.�
�You�re a douche�
you know that, right?�
�Yeah, yeah,� Sasuke muttered.� He
had no argument there.� �Are you done
now?� We�re starting to sound like an
old, married couple.�
�I wish,� Zell
snorted rudely.� �If we were an old,
married couple then I would have been used to this by now.�
�Alright, I�m sorry,
okay,� he shouted an apology but even the other boy could tell it wasn�t
entirely sincere.� �I�m new to this, just
like you, and I thought you could handle it.�
�Well, you thought
wrong,� came the snide comment but, before Sasuke could reply, he added as a side note, �It stopped
hurting by the way.�
Sasuke sputtered, caught between cursing the idiot or causing him bodily harm.�
Not that he couldn�t do both but he didn�t want this unnecessary
argument to continue any further and, what rigidity he had left in his cock, he
used to stroke Zell�s insides with careful thrusts.
�S- Slowly,� he
hissed through clenched teeth and reached a hand behind him to squeeze one of Sasuke�s wrists, whose hands were gripping the blonde�s
waist to keep him perfectly still.
�I know,� and, while
his voice was harsh, it wasn�t due to irritation.� He was rapidly becoming firm again, much to
his surprise and he was keeping tabs on his self-control to prevent himself
from ruthlessly slamming into him again.�
But it was becoming increasingly difficult.
The friction, while
dry and a little uncomfortable for them both, soon became slick once Sasuke�s natural lubrication leaked into Zell and, as he
grew, he stretched him gradually, allowing his body to adapt to the unfamiliar
intrusion.� Zell was also trying to play
his part to make this as easy on himself but, instead of relaxing his lower
body, he kept inadvertently clenching around Sasuke�s
shaft, making it more difficult for him to withdraw.� The most stimulating part, however, was
listening to Zell.� He had to.� He wanted to make sure he wasn�t hurting him,
but while it was hard to interpretate his pleasure /
pain moans, they were like an aphrodisiac you absorbed through the ears.
�Sorry,� the Uchiha panted when one of his strokes went a little too far
to the left and his excuse was, �You�re too tight.�
�No, you�re too
big,� Zell replied without thinking (as usual) and all he did was serve up a
heaping platter on Sauke�s ego.
�I know,� grinned
the other boy.
�Hmph, cocky bastard.�
His smirk grew
wider.� �I know.�
They found a mutual
rhythm, not as slow as before but it wasn�t fast enough for Sasuke�s
liking and, as hard as he tried not to succumb to the overwhelming desire, his
composure grew weak and he folded at the hips, his chest now flush with the
other boy�s back.
�I think� we�re
getting to the best part,� Zell said breathlessly.
�Yeah,� he huffed,
tickling the light yellow strands at the nape of the other boy�s neck.� He wrapped his arms securely around Zell�s
waist and closed his eyes, surrendering himself wholly to the experience as he
humped him from behind.�
Zell curled his
fingers around his own cock and pumped his hand rapidly up and down and a
disgruntled groan escaped his throat as he was caught between reaching that
post-orgasmic high or savoring this for as long as he could.
Sasuke made that decision for him when he suddenly
sped up, banging his hips against Zell�s, relishing the feel of their sweaty
skins sticking together for that one second before pulling away just as quickly.� They panted heavily, jaws slack and mouths
open, Sasuke mumbling incoherently in Japanese and
Zell practically drooling into the carpet.�
His body lurched forward, tossing him flat on his stomach and making the
other boy collapse atop him.� Even then they
didn�t stop their grinding and Zell moved his hand so he could rub his crotch
against the rug.
Too preoccupied with
what he was doing, Sasuke didn�t immediately realize
what had happened.� When he did, he
roughly tried to yank the boy back onto his knees but he was already too close
to the edge and shoved him back into the ground as he came in torrents and Zell
would have protested the abuse if he wasn�t already shooting his jizz into the carpet.
Their bodies became
still, save for their deep, erratic breathing and when the Uchiha
gathered enough strength he pushed himself off the one beneath him.� He fell, with little grace, onto his back and
gazed languidly up at the ceiling and Zell wished he had just half the energy
the other boy did so he could take advantage of his weakened state and be the
one on top this time.� That also entailed
him being erect and, as sexy as the brunette was, stretched out next to him
with his arms covering his eyes and one leg slightly bent,
he was too weary to get it up.� He also
didn�t think there�d be enough time for a second round since it was getting
late and the other student had to rest and get ready to leave tomorrow.
Zell grunted as he
tried to push himself off the ground.�
His legs were still too weak to support his tall body so he was left
with no choice but to crawl around as he collected his clothing.� Sasuke peeked out
from the barricade of his arms and frowned as he watched the other boy dress
while lying on his back and he couldn�t help but wonder what was
his hurry.
�I should get
going,� he replied after Sasuke voiced his concerns
but he gave no excuse besides that.�
He knitted his black
eyebrows together at his sudden desire to leave but, as much as he wanted him
to stay, his pride wouldn�t dare allow him to beg.� He sat up once the boy tugged his shirt over
his head.� It must have grown a few
inches because he had a little trouble pulling it down.� Zell made another attempt to get to his feet,
but he hobbled like a newborn calf and had to grab onto the couch for support
and Sasuke would have laughed at the comical display
but he didn�t feel like laughing right now.
But Zell had no
problem laughing at himself.� He was used to being the comic relief in the
company of others and he turned to offer a crappy one-liner to the other boy
but, when his glittering blue eyes landed on the sulking individual, his sense
of humor faded.� He remembered that look�
that was the same look he had when they were in the diner, just before he lost
it in front of everyone else.� Zell tried
to wrap his head around this, wondering what he�d done wrong and hoping that it
wasn�t because the sex was a huge disappointment.� �Umm� did you enjoy the little fantasy?� he
asked, but the second those words left his lips he wished he�d kept his mouth
shut and had just left with the awkwardness between them.
The Uchiha�s spine stiffened and his head remained facing
forward, a fact that Zell was grateful for because he was afraid of what he�d
see within those eyes.� �Hn,� he snorted in response and his voice was just as cold
as his composure.�
For some reason,
that hurt him alot more than if he�d just said �No�
and Zell bit his lip and looked down at his bare feet in shame.� He watched them take one step in front of the
other, towards the place he�d left his shoes and jacket and, as he slipped into
those articles of clothing, he couldn�t help but wonder what he�d done or
didn�t do to deserve this.�
It shouldn�t have
come as a surprise to him though.� He
knew he was a screw up, he just hadn�t expected this, especially since they
were so good together.� In his opinion, at least.�
His hand froze just after taking hold of the door knob and he debated if
he should stay behind and sort this out or just leave and let it go.� He was curious, no doubt about that, but Sasuke didn�t seem to be in a �talking� mood right now and,
was he sure he wanted an evaluation on his shoddy performance?� Maybe he shouldn�t have insisted on being the
one on top, or maybe it was because he made a big fuss about the initial entry.
�It could have been due to a number of
things on his part now that he played the events over in his mind and he hated
himself for not taking it as seriously as he should.
This was supposed to
be Sasuke�s ultimate fantasy, his special night with Naruto Uzumaki when he gave him
his virginity and he, Zell Dincht, had fucked it up.
He sighed and banged
his forehead against the door, the pain nothing in comparison to the disgust he
felt with himself right now.
He couldn�t blame
the guy if he never forgave him but he knew it would be a waste of breath if he
offered up an apology right now so he gathered his shattered self-esteem and
silently left the room.� The quiet click
of the lock seemed to snap Sasuke out of his indignant
trance and when he realized that the boy had gone his anger flared and it was
all he could do not to turn the place upside down in a rage.�
�He was just using
me!� he screamed inside his head to prevent screaming it out loud.� �I was just that fucking Leonhart
to him!�
In Zell�s defense,
he already knew what to expect the moment he agreed to the one night stand and
brought him to his room but he probably wasn�t prepared for the truth that Zell
actually did
imagine he was Squall.� What made him
even more pissed was that he couldn�t even imagine Zell was Naruto
and that was what made the whole thing seem-onesided,
as if he�d been gipped� as if he�d been used.� He was willing to bet that the other boy was
so disappointed when it was all over once he turned and realized that it wasn�t
his lover boy that was laying next to him.
Sasuke ground his teeth together until they hurt.� He didn�t want o think about this anymore,
but the more he tried not to think about it, the more he did and the more
enraged he became.� He stormed into the
bedroom and began packing his things, throwing them into his bags or
suitcase.� Suddenly, he was anxious to
leave this place and was too high-strung to sleep right now.
Well, fuck Uzumaki and fuck Dincht too.� He didn�t want either of them� but he was
having a hard time believing that.
***
When I was first
going to write this a looong time ago XD, I wanted to
make it a little angsty but I also wanted to have a
little fun with these two, hence the social interaction between them before
they get down to it.� Having them leave
on good terms, however, didn�t suit my purpose so I had to brainstorm on the
last part of this chapter and decided to make it a misunderstanding that Zell
was too self-conscious and Sasuke was too stubborn to
work out.
Communication is
important, dear readers.� Have you told
your loved ones how much you care about them lately?� This PSA brought to you by ClaireBear.
I hope you enjoy
this one and I hope to get started on the next one really soon.
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