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Soup's On	By : OfFansAndFlames Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1793 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Sasuke and Naruto both slept until nearly noon on Saturday. Sasuke’s body needed the time to recuperate, and Naruto didn’t fall asleep until four that morning. Sasuke woke up to a sharp pain in the gut and a sweaty shirt. Before really waking up, or thinking of the night before, he gingerly made his way over to the shower and beheld one nasty case of bedhead in the mirror with a mental wince.
The sight of his reflection kicked his memory into gear. He remembered a party and being drugged by Kabuto. He remembered seeing Karin and Suigetsu passed out on the couch and briefly wondered where they were now. He remembered feeling trapped and just a second of pain he experienced as he tried not to vomit on the bus. Is that how he got home? He didn’t remember entering his house. His next memory was lying in his bed, with Naruto bringing him a glass of water and fussing over him like a mother hen. And then… Oh shit.
So, he’d kissed his best friend. And he’d been rejected. While he wasn’t as pleased about that last part, he felt oddly comfortable with what had happened after the shock subsided. Actually, he even felt a little bit relieved, although anxious about how Naruto would react to this. He had been in the process of understanding his emotions since that night when Naruto had comforted him after he had fought with his brother. Now things were much clearer.
Of course, given that Naruto was living with him, this could become complicated. He’d thought about this. He knew that he could control his emotions and treat Naruto decently, even should things go sour. Naruto, however… Although how much longer could Naruto possibly stay with him? He couldn’t lose track of Naruto. For the first time in quite a while, he’d found someone he passionately cared about. He wondered what he could do for Naruto, since his friend was obviously restraining his crush, rather painfully. This was a calculated risk which Sasuke was alright with taking.
Fortunately, this was one of the rare weekends when Sasuke didn’t have much homework. He texted Suigetsu to check up on his other three friends, who were all fine apparently. The two vegged around the house in their pajamas until the early afternoon, watching crappy daytime television and streaming House when they’d given up on said television. They would have the house to themselves until early Sunday morning, so Sasuke cooked them a slightly late lunch which they called brunch to make themselves feel a little less lazy.
He noticed that Naruto was particularly distant that afternoon as he picked at his scrambled eggs. Normally, the contents of his plate would have been inhaled within the first five minutes. He smiled at Sasuke whenever he teased him rather than teasing back, and he used words like “please” and “thank you.” The sudden appearance of manners was frankly rather unnerving to Sasuke, and their typical banter became one-sided. The next commercial break came, a woman in a bikini eating a juicy burger and dribbling sauce down her cleavage.
Sasuke sighed, “I’ve never understood these burger porn commercials.”
It was rare for Sasuke to make the first attempt at humor, or even to care about awkward silences. It felt strange to him to actually care what someone else was thinking and how they felt.
“Heh.”
Naruto’s response seemed shallow and almost unhappy. What was wrong with him? It probably had something to do with last night. He remembered that look Naruto had given him after he’d attempted to kiss him, and it seemed similar to his expressions now - the same forced amusement and happiness. He knew that a crush on Naruto’s end did not necessarily mean a desire for a relationship. It was tempting to turn a blind eye, to avoid all the awkwardness. But he got the feeling that this wasn’t something he should neglect.
“If you were wondering, I remember.”
Sasuke’s voice was stark, breaking the quiet between them.
“Ah…”
“I want you to know that I don’t regret it.”
Naruto nodded, staring at the table’s woodwork. Sasuke was getting sick of this.
“What’s with you? If you hated it that much, you can say so.”
Naruto shook his head, surprised that Sasuke would interpret things in such a way.
“No, actually. I think it’s the opposite.”
Sasuke tried not to sound annoyed. He wanted to be patient, especially after what he’d put Naruto through last night.
“Then what’s the problem? You’ve been acting weird all day.”
Naruto seemed afraid to look at Sasuke. He fumbled with the bottom seam of his T-shirt.
“When you say you don’t regret it, what do you mean?”
Sasuke had no problem staring directly into Naruto’s eyes. He’d never confessed romantic feelings to anyone before. He was used to always being harassed and pursued. Yet his ego could handle rejection, though he certainly prayed that Naruto would respond favorably.
“I mean that I’d kiss you again.”
“So...”
Naruto began to idly scratch at a scratch on the table’s finish, stalling as best he could. Sasuke, meanwhile, wished that Naruto would just get to the punch.
Naruto trailed, “Does that mean that you...like like me?”
Sasuke stared at Naruto with an arched brow. Like like? He could’ve sworn that he hadn’t heard anyone talk like that since grade school.
“You can be so dense sometimes,” the Uchiha sighed.
Quite apparently, Naruto was nothing short of baffled. This couldn’t really be happening, could it? Sasuke had no idea how it could have taken Naruto so long to piece this together, after everything that had occurred between them. How could he possibly be so oblivious?
“But... Why? Why me?”
Sasuke wasn’t touching that question with a ten foot pole. As if he had the ability to explain something like that...
“Don’t ask awkward questions.”
Naruto’s cheeks turned a light pink as he continued to stare at his lap. Things were finally coming out into the open... At least from Sasuke’s angle. He’d fessed up, and now he was in limbo. Any time now, some sort of real answer would be wonderful.
“Are you going to say anything worthwhile, or are you just going to keep staring at your crotch?”
Naruto looked back up at Sasuke, his eyes quickly averting when they contacted Sasuke’s confident orbs. Naruto puzzled at how Sasuke could seem so intimidating when he was in such a vulnerable position.
“I’m sorry, it’s just... I thought you were straight.”
So had he, actually. He’d had hints to the contrary since he was a child, but only recently had he become certain. He knew that many guys his age would’ve been concerned by this, but honestly, he didn’t give a damn.
“Doesn’t look like it.”
How the hell could Sasuke be so composed and brazen at such a time? In Sasuke’s situation, he would have been a ball of nerves. But that was just like Sasuke, and perhaps that was one of the things that drew him in. In Sasuke’s confidence, he found security.
“Are you sure?”
Sasuke frowned, understanding Naruto’s doubt. He had assumed that Naruto knew how Sasuke felt about him. He had no idea how Naruto could have missed the signs, but was it really such a shocker? The kid could be so spacey. But given that this was all new to Naruto, he realized that this must have been overwhelming for him.
“I know how I feel about you, Naruto. I’m not an uncertain sort of guy,” he insisted.
Naruto’s irises met Sasuke’s again, the bright blue seeming to quiver. But he was finally able to look back at him.
“I feel the same way about you, but isn’t it kind of…scary? Sooner or later, I’m going to have to leave. What if we never see each other again?”
Now it was Sasuke’s eyes that looked away. This was a despised fact that he was very well aware of. He hated losing people, but this was the only thing in his life that he’d actually been excited about in quite a while. Perhaps both of them were scared.
“Yeah... I’m surprised it lasted this long, truthfully.”
Their faces both seemed to drag, neither particularly uplifted by the sentiment. Sasuke wouldn’t leave it on that note.
“What’s gonna happen to us?” Naruto asked, his voice tinged with fear.
Sasuke wouldn’t let on that he was perhaps every bit as frightened as Naruto. He’d really made himself vulnerable this time, and it was so unlike him. He really cared about this guy. He could possibly even get his first dose of teenage heartbreak, but he was even more concerned about Naruto.
“I don’t know, but even when my brother finds you… We need to decide what our plan of action is soon, but I will figure something out. I doubt you’d move farther than the trains run, and I buy month passes anyway. I could afford to ride it every day if I had to, to make sure you’re okay. I would.”
Naruto paused, astonished that Sasuke would go this far out of his way, for him of all people. Sasuke had always seemed selfish, but when his very few loved ones came into the picture, Naruto was astonished by how much his personality could shift. Considering everything that Sasuke had already done for him, he doubted it was just talk. Sasuke didn’t seem like the sort of guy who would make false promises anyhow.
Whether Sasuke could figure out living arrangements for him was debatable, but Sasuke always seemed so sure of himself... Maybe he really could. He hated to admit how many times Sasuke had bailed him out of trouble. Dammit, it wasn’t his fault that he was stuck in such a vulnerable situation! Naruto suddenly realized that he had been forgetting to breathe, his lower lip trembling.
Sasuke smiled.
“You look so scared when you do that.”
Naruto hmf’d back at him, wishing that Sasuke wouldn’t notice such things. He didn’t want to look feeble. He could hold his own. Sasuke considered saying something reassuring, but he thought against it in interest of preserving Naruto’s pride.
“I’m sorry I pushed you away last night. I think...I wanted it to be genuine too much, so I didn’t know if I could take it if it wasn’t, you know? That’s why I didn’t want to believe you liked me. I didn’t know what I’d do if I was wrong.”
Sasuke nodded. As Naruto’s words were becoming stronger and more emotional, Sasuke seemed to be the one retreating. He didn’t know how to talk about things like this. Suddenly, he felt out of place. He was glad that Naruto had told him what he did, but Sasuke couldn’t express himself in return. His mind was racing, yet as always, he couldn’t find the words to explain himself. The only difference now was that if could’ve found those words, he might have actually considered speaking them.
“I should’ve known it was willful denial. Even you couldn’t be that stupid.”
Sasuke felt much more comfortable speaking like this. Sasuke took a long exhale, leaning his elbow on the table and nearing Naruto.
“But you really need to snap out of it now.”
Sasuke knew of one way he could help Naruto with that. It was nowhere near as easy when he was sober, but he couldn’t hesitate. He couldn’t get away with dipping his feet in the water here; he had to take the dive. He gripped his hand around Naruto’s forearm, pulling the blond in close to him and locking lips with him. His tongue confidently requested entrance as the Uchiha reassuringly kneaded the flesh of Naruto’s forearm. Even as their lips touched, Sasuke could hardly believe that he was actually doing this.
Just like the night before, Naruto’s brain was on overload. There was no way this could be happening, after all of the months he had longed after Sasuke. Sasuke had a full night to sleep on matters, and he’d explained his interest both confidently and convincingly. He was sober and in a rational state of mind. So why was this happening? He supposed there was no limit to the amount of time he could spend secondguessing the situation. He squeezed Sasuke’s arm back to calm his fears, meeting the paler boy halfway and opening his mouth. Against his will, Sasuke gave a low moan of approval.
Naruto seemed to have gotten a sudden gust courage, locking his fingers into the side of Sasuke’s thick locks and wrestling his tongue against Sasuke’s. The mood was flipping from loving and eager to hungry and lustful. This had been a long time coming, Sasuke thought. All of their awkwardness, the moments one caught the other staring, the times they’d fall asleep on each other, the simple pecks on the back and forehead... They had all led up to this. As long as they had both waited, they seemed impatient now.
Kissing a man wasn’t so different. The flesh against Sasuke’s hands was rougher, and Naruto’s hair was shorter. Yet the psychological aspect of this was another story. A couple months ago, he would have never believed that he would fall for another man. It felt strange, oddly taboo, to be doing such a thing. In all honesty, it only aroused him more.
Naruto’s forehead clenched as their tongues entwined around each other, Sasuke’s smooth and pale lips momentarily sticking against Naruto’s rough ones. Sasuke tugged at Naruto’s lower lip with his teeth, causing Naruto to moan, twist the fabric of Sasuke’s shirt in his fist, and yank the raven closer. Naruto trailed kisses down Sasuke’s jawline, nibbling where it ended just below his ear. Frustrated by the wooden seats that kept them apart, Sasuke stood, balancing himself against Naruto’s chair by resting his knee between Naruto’s legs.
The blond momentarily hitched as Sasuke’s hands ventured under his shirt, feeling along his chest and abdominals. He draped his arms over Sasuke’s back, allowing the other full access as he bit his earlobe and tugged. Sasuke appeared to take that as a challenge, jerking Naruto’s head back by wheat locks and licking down the front of his neck. Naruto’s adam’s apple slid up and down through his panting, Sasuke nipping it lightly as he felt a hardness begin to emerge by his knee. The larger of the two smirked, rubbing his knee gently against Naruto’s crotch to offer some friction, which Naruto gladly accepted.
Naruto grabbed either side of Sasuke’s shirt, bossily tugging it upwards. He wanted to feel Sasuke’s skin against him, wanting to see his taut muscles and his chest’s movement as he breathed. Sasuke returned the favor, swooping Naruto’s shirt over his head. Tanned abs clenched every time the blond grinded minutely against Sasuke’s knee. Peppering kisses down the side of Sasuke’s neck, Naruto latched onto the flesh just inside of his shoulder and sucked.
They were going rather quickly, weren’t they? Sasuke had seriously just been expecting to share a kiss, then do some more talking to reassure Naruto. Maybe they would slowly progress, leisurely moving from one body part to the next. He’d noticed Naruto staring many times before. Their encounters had been awkward and timid, almost endearing. He knew that they were attracted to each other, but he had yet to witness actual lust from Naruto. As uncertain as Naruto had been this afternoon, he certainly hadn’t expected to see it today. Naruto was fighting back.
“God, Naru...”
Naruto smirked at Sasuke’s noises and the angry purple mark left behind. He had known that with Sasuke’s pale skin, a hickey couldn’t be missed. He wanted to mark Sasuke as his own, and he wanted Sasuke to remember what was happening now every time he saw it. Sasuke knew why Naruto was satisfied and he didn’t mind it. In fact, he’d prefer to have some souvenir, to remember the details of this lazy Saturday for weeks. He’d have to return the favor to Naruto later. As their bodies moved together, bare shoulders and chests bumped.
Sasuke had never felt his emotions surge this way during an act as simple as making out. It was entirely new to him, both exhilarating and a little dizzying. Sasuke dragged his palms down Naruto’s chest, pinching his nipple just after Naruto had marked him. His thumb rubbed his thumb over it apologetically as Naruto leaned back into his seat, the movement of his hips more pronounced now. Sasuke felt his own need rise between his legs, a sweat gathering around his forehead and shoulders.
Naruto kissed down Sasuke’s chest, swirling his tongue around his nipple and flattening it against the budding flesh. He kissed down Sasuke’s stomach, his descent limited by their current posture. Sasuke dragged this thumb under Naruto’s waistband, only for Naruto to sharply direct his hand upwards. Sasuke understood Naruto’s reservations and didn’t push the other. It was rather soon, but Sasuke’s hormones had gotten the best of him in that moment. Thus, he was very confused when Naruto directed the Uchiha off of him so that he was standing, the blond getting on his knees and pulling down Sasuke’s waistband.
Sasuke knew where this was going. Even for him, this felt like it was moving a little quickly. It seemed contradictory, since he had done this same act with girls he felt nothing for. He felt that everything he did with Naruto had meaning. However, his hormones rampaging and his cock perking up more by the second, like hell was he going to stop him. It felt surreal, watching his best friend sliding his pajama pants down with his eager face staring hungrily between his legs.
Naruto smirked as Sasuke’s pants slid off, his cock bouncing free as he tugged them down Sasuke’s ass. So, it seemed Sasuke had a penchant for going commando. Sasuke gasped quietly as the cold air hit the heated organ, hanging half erect and willing. How had Naruto become the leader? What happened to the stuttering, the insecurity? Before Sasuke had time to adjust, Naruto grasped Sasuke’s dick below the head and roughly licked over the tip.
“Shit...”
Sasuke’s fingers clawed into Naruto’s bare shoulders as his clenched eyes frowned downwards. Sapphire orbs glanced up at Sasuke’s face, observing triumphantly the expressions he was making. Sasuke clenched his teeth, trying to remain silent as Naruto teasingly swirled his tongue around the head. His cock was beginning to swell and redden, becoming increasingly sensitive. Parallel red marks pronounced themselves on Naruto’s shoulder as Sasuke’s nails dragged against his skin.
Thin fingers found purchase in the thick hair on the crown of Naruto’s head. Sasuke was quickly becoming impatient, languidly pulling Naruto’s head closer into him. Naruto merely smirked and glanced up at him, reveling in the power he held over the younger male. Sasuke always seemed to be the one up front. He kept him off the streets, fed him, even initiated this exchange... But now Sasuke would need something from him. The expressions that displayed on Sasuke’s stubborn face were up to Naruto now.
Naruto finally took the bottom third of Sasuke’s cock into his mouth, moving his tongue back and forth over the roof of his mouth to create suction. Sasuke was still silent. This was becoming something of a power struggle, and the Uchiha was persistent as always. Naruto knew this well, and he was determined to force Sasuke into breaking his silence. Naruto began to bob his head, dragging his tongue along the sensitive vein on the underside of Sasuke’s manhood. Sasuke’s bare toes clenched into the ground as Naruto began to move more quickly, sucking harder. Sasuke might be able to keep his mouth shut, but his body was a dead giveaway. Who was that bastard fooling?
Naruto gently traced the pointer finger over the crease in Sasuke’s balls, ghosting it along each outwards curve afterwards. They were growing painfully hard, begging for release. Naruto began to tap them with the roughened tips of his fingers, the texture tingling and stimulating the sensitive flesh.
Sasuke emitted a low moan, despite himself. Naruto was...good at this, and the raven found himself wondering just how much experience he really had. At this rate, this could end up being one of the best, if not the best, blow jobs he’d ever received. It made sense, however, that a gay man would give better head than a high school female. After all, they had the same hardware. Sasuke would have rather died than admit this, but it made him wonder how his skills would compare to Naruto’s. Sasuke had never even done this before.
Naruto finally took as much of Sasuke in as his mouth would allow, his scarred cheeks hollowing and brilliant eyes closing in concentration as he pumped. Sasuke felt the tip of his cock hammer against the back of Naruto’s mouth, the pressure pulling beads of precum out of Sasuke’s swollen need. Sasuke swore through his pants.
“Fuck... Naru, I’m close...”
He’d come to love this nickname the other had given him, as simple as it was. It made him feel closer to Sasuke, the blond moaning into Sasuke’s cock. Naruto circled the exposed portion near the base of Sasuke’s dick with his palm, pumping with his mouth and hand in unison. His entire organ now was engulfed, and Sasuke was powerless to stop the surges of pleasure racking his body.
“Now...”
His vision flashed white as he heard himself moan more loudly than he could ever recall, the building pressure finally exploding into Naruto’s mouth. All of his efforts to keep his voice quiet seemed to backfire against him at this very last moment, much to Naruto’s satisfaction. Naruto sucked the pearly substance away, Sasuke’s hips jerking unintentionally as several diminishing spurts followed. The Uchiha twitched as Naruto allowed Sasuke’s now flaccid cock to slide out of his mouth, his body buzzing loudly with the aftermath of his orgasm. Sasuke was right. Naruto really did know what he was doing.
The raven’s knees fell to the floor. He wasted no time in roughly guiding Naruto’s face to his lips, his tongue lashed against Naruto’s molars, the roof of his mouth, any tissue it could find. Naruto’s tongue vied against it, jutting past the intruding muscle and finding its way back into the mouth of the Uchiha. Sasuke could taste himself in Naruto’s mouth, a dab of cum on the man’s chin smearing between them.
Their hungry kiss had not abated when Sasuke’s hand ventured downward, feeling Naruto’s stiff sex through the thin cloth of his pajama pants. As he had earlier, he attempted to ease down the waistband. However, just as before, Naruto quickly directed him away. Their lips parted, Sasuke speaking through a pant.
“What’s wrong? Aren’t you going to let me return the favor?”
It was odd that Naruto had just seemed so confident, as his face quickly flushed a dark pink. Here Sasuke thought that they’d quite effectively gotten past Naruto’s nervousness.
“It’s just that... Up until now, not much was different than it would be with a girl. So it wasn’t that new to you.”
Sasuke arched a brow, exasperatedly encouraging the blond to continue.
“But you know, I got man parts down there.”
Seriously, the things that left this guy’s mouth... Sasuke deadpanned, wondering why he was really surprised.
“Yes, I took that into consideration,” Sasuke responded sarcastically.
Naruto’s eyes fell away as he searched for the confidence to continue.
“What if...it’s too much? You might wake up tomorrow and wonder what you were thinking. What if I scare you away?”
Sasuke cradled Naruto’s face in his large palm, running his thumb along the raised skin on Naruto’s cheek.
“I don’t scare so easily. Believe me, I know what I want.”
Sasuke dragged his hand down the front of Naruto’s hips, stopping at the needy flesh between his thighs. Their foreheads leaning together, Sasuke smirked sensuously at the heat radiating outwards.
“Besides, look at how hard you are. Do you really want to deny yourself this?”
Naruto flushed a darker red as attention was brought to his arousal. Of course he didn’t want to deny himself this. This had been the stuff that fueled his fantasies, and holding out now was nothing short of painful. But all the same...
“I...really think we should wait. Just to be sure.”
Sasuke sighed. Modesty wasn’t a frequent trait for Naruto, and of course it had to rear its head now of all times. Sasuke wished that Naruto would stop being so bashful and just believe him. Sasuke would know his own feelings better than anyone else, but Naruto seemed to doubt him every step of the way. He’d even seen him naked before; this was silly. Yet he couldn’t bring himself to be too frustrated, the way Naruto fidgeted awkwardly. Honestly, there were aspects of this situation that made Sasuke nervous as well.
“Okay, we’ll wait. But what kind of lover would I be if I left you unsatisfied?”
Naruto’s heart thud as Sasuke spoke. Whenever he felt too optimistic about the bed or the closer moments they shared, Naruto reminded himself that Sasuke was just a friend. His best friend, actually, but still just a friend. Now Sasuke had just called Naruto his lover. It still sounded foreign to him, but it was something he could easily get used to. This wasn’t messing around, was it? This wasn’t friends with benefits. No, they were lovers.
Sasuke reached down, wrapping his hand around Naruto’s clothed dick and giving it an experimental pump.
“Is this alright?”
Naruto whimpered at the contact, his hips unconsciously pushing his member into Sasuke’s hands. Given that Naruto refused to expose himself, Sasuke was somewhat limited in his approach. Nonetheless, as he shimmied his palm up Naruto’s shaft and tapped the tip of his dick with his thumb, Naruto’s body jerked with a needy whine. At that point, Sasuke knew he’d have fun playing with him.
Sasuke made Naruto’s fortunately smooth pajama pants comfortably taut against his cock to avoid unwanted friction. He speckled his fingertips on the opposing hand from Naruto’s tailbone up his bare spine, causing the blond to arch sharply against his touch. Meanwhile, he pumped Naruto’s cock through the fabric. God, it was so extraordinarily tempting to tell Sasuke to do away with the pants. It felt good, but he knew that he could be feeling so much more.
Naruto was already almost completely erect. Sasuke hoped, perhaps against reason, that in the heat of the moment, Naruto would see those damned pants as the nuisance they really were. This teased Sasuke almost as much as it teased Naruto. He wanted to force Naruto to make those same sounds he had as he finally reached orgasm.
He did owe Naruto some repayment, however. Never halting the movement of his palm against Naruto’s sex, he kissed down the side of Naruto’s neck and sucked at his shoulder. Calloused, tan hands quickly fastened onto Sasuke’s well-managed locks, a groan sounding as Naruto allowed himself to feel owned. Naruto’s skin was both darker and thicker, so much to Sasuke’s chagrin, Naruto’s mark was not as evident as his own. Sasuke had always been an easy bruiser.
Sasuke kissed down Naruto’s chest, the lidded blue eyes staring down at his feathery hair. Sasuke dragged his tongue around Naruto’s areola, painstakingly avoiding the nipple as he softly blew on the dampened skin. The resulting cold caused Naruto’s nipple to perk, Sasuke taking the opportunity to follow a lick cross it with a quick nibble. Naruto’s breath caught at the slight pang. Placing one hand on Sasuke’s shoulder for balance, Naruto began to longingly thrust into Sasuke’s quickly operating hand.
Sasuke leaned down, smirking at the sight of precum staining the front of Naruto’s pants. A blush spanned Naruto’s cheeks, to the very tips of his ears.
“Shut up, bastard,” he panted.
Sasuke leaned down, taking the head of Naruto’s cock into his mouth through the thin cloth. Was he bending the rules? But it wasn’t bare, after all. He faintly tasted Naruto’s cum through the fabric. It was difficult for Sasuke to maintain suction, the cloth inconveniently breaking his seal. Wetting his tongue, Sasuke lapped at the swollen tip, quickly flicking his tongue where he knew the slit to be. This would be as good of an introduction to giving head as any.
The shorter man cursed his overly reactive body. Hell, he hadn’t even taken his pants off, and somehow Sasuke was ushering him to the brink of orgasm. What was wrong with him? He couldn’t take his eyes off the raven, attempting to commit to memory the image of his pale, handsome features pressed against his most sensitive flesh. Oh god, eye contact. Sasuke just caught him staring, and of course that asshole had to be all cocky and sultry about it. His dark eyes and hair, his pale skin…
As Sasuke dampened the fabric around Naruto’s cock, the nuances of his tongue were more pronounced. The increased friction caused Naruto’s thighs to quake, the wetness allowing the Uchiha to create a suction between his mouth and Naruto’s flesh. Even with his best efforts, how far could he really take Naruto with no direct contact? Naruto was already so greedy. Sasuke longed to see Naruto’s face when he gave him what he really wanted.
Just a moment. That wouldn’t bother him. He finally slid his tongue through the slight opening in the front of Naruto’s pants, directly licking the swollen skin within. It was just a quick slip. He hadn’t seen anything; he’d just grazed Naruto. The blond gasped, instinctively clawing at Sasuke’s hair and twitching. After all of the muted touches, the barrier between them, the temperature and texture of Sasuke’s tongue on his bare manhood felt godly.
“Y-yes. God yes,” Naruto moaned, his true thoughts betraying him.
Sasuke tugged at one of the buttons at the front of Naruto’s pajamas. Why did he have to be so stubborn? How did the man even have the willpower not to throw the damned garment out the window? He knew, as Naruto grew more sensitive, the friction of the fabric would chafe. A blow job through clothing just seemed like more of a tease than anything.
“I want to get you off, Naruto.”
Sasuke peered up at Naruto, the words soaked with sex and sin as they fell from his mouth. This was the stuff that made up Naruto’s wet dreams. How could he say no to a voice like that?
“Let me unbutton you. I’ll reach inside, and I won’t look. Just touch.”
God, that sounded amazing. But there was a reason Naruto had kept his pants on to begin with. Was this a suitable middle ground? His eyes darted with uncertainty, and Sasuke gazed back up at him. He didn’t smirk, smile, or demand... His generally cold onyx orbs seemed uncharacteristically gentle and patient.
“Okay,” Naruto answered nervously.
Finally. Still, it was endearing to Sasuke how slowly Naruto was proceeding. This was the same person who shamelessly stood in front of him stark naked the first night he spent at his house. Naruto was loud, extroverted, and oftentimes pushy. He was learning new sides to Naruto as the weeks passed. Seeing him like this told Sasuke that Naruto had placed himself in a vulnerable position. He’d clearly invested a lot of feeling into this. Thus, Sasuke decided that he would be careful not to hurt him.
The Uchiha licked each of his four fingers consecutively, his eyes catching Naruto’s as he did so. Sasuke knew what he would do. He knew what he liked when he did this to himself, and he knew that this wasn’t much different. It didn’t take long for Sasuke to undo Naruto’s two buttons, sliding his hand in the gap. Naruto’s shoulders trembled. To distract the blond, Sasuke rested Naruto’s chin in his hand and lifted it up to face him. He cast a mild smile at him before gently wrapping his fingers around the base of Naruto’s sex.
He kissed Naruto gently, petting his cheeks and hair with his free hand as his tongue lashed against Naruto’s. Naruto sufficiently distracted, he began to pump at Naruto’s sex, causing the other to moan into the kiss heavily. Their movement because more feverish, uninhibited. The precum lubricated his movements, a light schlicking sounding between them. Naruto’s lower lip folded away, yielding as Sasuke pressed their mouths closer together. The feeling of skin on skin entranced them, their chests bouncing together, occasionally colliding.
Obviously, he’d never jerked off another guy before. Really, how different could it be? It was essentially the same motion he’d mastered since the age of eleven. He slid his hand up Naruto’s cock to the base, gave it a slight squeeze, twisted his wrist, and slid down. His other hand was helpless, the entrance in the front of Naruto’s pants only large enough for one hand. So he used his left hand to stroke, ghost, and pinch wherever he pleased. A quick twerk to Naruto’s nipple caused the tan back to arch, pushing Naruto’s cock farther into Sasuke’s hand.
He spread his fingers and used his left palm to tap the head of Naruto’s dick through his pants as his right hand would near the tip. He felt Naruto’s body tremble beneath him, his chest moving quickly inwards and outwards with frenzied panting. Even before Sasuke had established direct contact, precum had already escaped the older boy. Naruto blushed darkly with humiliation. How much longer could he last? God, he felt like a preteen again. This was ridiculous, but shit, with each pump coming faster and faster, and the mere sight of Sasuke’s hands at work, an obsidian stare penetrating all pretenses…
This was all it took for Naruto. Simply the sight of Sasuke, the teasing of his hand and tongue against fabric, his mouth’s passionate advances... They had readied him to the point of discomfort, his balls almost painfully tight. It thus didn’t matter that Sasuke had such a narrow opening to operate in. Naruto could not remember the last time he had been so aroused, blissed, and emotionally involved. It made him wonder just what Sasuke could do if allowed free reign.
Naruto’s lips parted from the others, his hot breath misting the lower half of Sasuke’s face.
“Sasuke... I’m so close. Fuck, just don’t stop.”
Already? Naruto must have been deeply aroused to have gotten to this point so quickly. Naruto was certainly the louder of the two. Not even bothering to refrain his moans and whimpers. His hands searched everywhere on Sasuke’s body, resting nowhere for too long and grasping nothing. Naruto looked amazing when he did this. It made Sasuke feel lustful and powerful, reveling in the control that Naruto had lost. It half occurred to Sasuke to slack off, to make him beg. How sweet would those words be, coming from his stubborn lover? But perhaps another time. Not the first.
“God, Naru... I want to feel you, just let go.”
Naruto’s toes curled, and he clutched Sasuke’s hair so tightly it was painful.
“Sasuke… Fuck… Sasuke, I’m cumming.”
Naruto’s moan was loud and stretched out proudly, obscured shots of white soiling his pajama pants. Sasuke gave Naruto’s member one last parting stroke, even that gentle contact causing Naruto to twitch. All of his concern had idled, replaced by the blissful warmth of his orgasm. The only thoughts that occupied his mind were those of Sasuke. Sasuke’s fingers tugging at his waistband, Sasuke’s stare when he jerked Naruto off, and perhaps best of all, the look on the Uchiha’s face when he had finally orgasmed in Naruto’s mouth, his taste and his scent.
Sasuke’s hand was covered in cum, and he couldn’t help but stare, if only for a second. It was an odd thought, that this was not his own. This did not go unnoticed by Naruto, who stared back at Sasuke nervously. Was Sasuke disgusted? This was exactly what he had feared, and even with all the pleasure he was experiencing, he couldn’t help but look somewhat dejected.
Sasuke read into this within a split second, smirking at Naruto as he brought his pointer finger to his mouth and sucked at the tip. He swallowed Naruto’s spunk as he briefly mimicked those same motions Naruto had made when he had brought Sasuke to orgasm. If it were even possible, Naruto would’ve been hard all over again. He wanted no doubts in Naruto’s mind; he was perfectly comfortable with what they had done.
Finally realizing how much stamina this had taken out of him, Naruto abruptly collapsed to the ground in a pile. Sasuke snickered at Naruto’s sudden change of energy, finding it rather endearing if anything. Sasuke sat upright, crossing his legs into a sitting position and allowing Naruto’s head to rest on his ankles. Sasuke was still mentally adjusting to what had happened. He kept catching himself in a smile.
“S’uke, that was amazing.”
Sasuke loved the way his name sounded when Naruto pronounced it like that. He’d never had anyone call him that before. The Uchiha only smirked in return, stroking Naruto’s hair as the post-orgasmic buzz faded from Naruto’s system.
“Life is strange, isn’t it?”
Sasuke had heard that one before. It was one of those things people said when they wanted to reflect over the course of their lives and draw some sort of meaning out of it. Evidently, Naruto was in a contemplative frame of mood, even already.
“Mn. What’s brewing in that scatterbrain of yours?”
Naruto smiled.
“I would’ve never expected going to a soup kitchen would lead to this. I’d been going there months before you started working. I was a regular, so a lot of the people there would recognize me and be happy to see me. That was almost better than the food.”
Naruto chuckled, almost nervously, as Sasuke gazed down and pet him, running his hands through his shaggy hair.
“I liked you from the very start, even though you were so rude to me. I always knew there was so much more to you than what you seemed. That’s why I liked to watch you when you worked.”
“Just like I always knew you were a stalker from the very start,” Sasuke teased.
“Shut up...”
The blond flustered looking towards the kitchen wall. Sasuke chuckled again, apparently a little more light-hearted with all the endorphins still coursing through his bloodstream.
“You didn’t want to talk to anyone. But once or twice, your eyes would lull, your brows would furrow, and it seemed like you were a little fitful, deep down. I couldn’t get much off of you. You were a mystery, but I knew in my gut that whatever was down there was good. As a people watcher, you were my greatest challenge, so I was very interested in you.”
The corner of Sasuke’s lips upturned. Perhaps Naruto’s initial persistence hadn’t been so simple-minded after all. He hoped that not everyone read him like that - that Naruto was just special. Naruto was special, for better or for worse.
“I thought that all I’d ever be was an annoyance or a guilt trip to you. When you bought me ice cream, I couldn’t stop smiling about it. Then you said you were my brother to that cop, even though I looked like shit. I was still smiling that night when I went to sleep, even though I got rained on. I thought I was finally making a friend, but it looks like it’s even better than that. Now I’m...so happy.”
Sasuke glanced down at Naruto. He had previously thought he had noticed Naruto’s face looking slightly fuller. It wasn’t much of a surprise, really, considering the formidable volume of food Naruto ate on a regular basis. With his shirt off, the changes were still minute but much more distinct. He looked healthier, and his cheeks had taken on a rosy shade. Naruto’s smile reached back, his eyes squinted almost shut. He was beaming. For months now, Naruto reminded him of honey, dribbled out in the sunlight as it shown bright, translucent, and warm. He would’ve had to say that if expressions could have a color, this was the color of honey in the sunlight.
Whatever Naruto was experiencing was contagious. Lips closed, Sasuke was smiling broadly. Was this what it was like to fall for someone? He felt so different - happy, free, nervous, exhilarated, safe, and unburdened. It was like he was high, like he’d shaken all of his demons if only for a moment. Sasuke guided Naruto’s arm upwards, holding his hand in his palm. He kneaded his thumb against the meat of his palm, then playing with each of his fingers, one by one. This would be his response.
“Sasuke?”
“Hm?”
“Why do you push everyone away?”
Sasuke frowned, wondering where that had come from. Even he didn’t truly know the answer to that question.
“I find most people to be boring, untrustworthy, and stupid. I have no time for them.”
Naruto grinned, playfully swatting at Sasuke’s hand.
“But you gave me a chance and saw the error in your ways.”
Sasuke cocked his head.
“You’re not boring or untrustworthy. Stupid, however...”
Naruto laughed, lightly jabbing Sasuke in the thigh repeatedly.
“Take that back, bastard!”
“Make me.”
Naruto grasped Sasuke’s hand and bit it, gnawing spunkily. Sasuke jerked his hand away and shook it out.
“Thanks, Jaws.”
“Sasuke...”
Naruto’s voice had turned serious as their conversation lulled.
“Maybe if you gave people more of a chance, you wouldn’t be so lonely.”
The Uchiha frowned, wishing that Naruto had not so clearly noticed this. He didn’t want people to know, let alone bring attention to it. He felt as if he’d been stripped down and placed in front of a two-way mirror. Would he deny it? Black met blue.
“Maybe. But even if you let in good people, it’s very easy to lose them. That...really sucks.”
Naruto nodded, rubbing his calloused palm over Sasuke’s forearm lovingly. To Sasuke, he must have been one of those “good people.”
“Naruto, if you have a choice in the matter... Please don’t leave me.”
Sasuke’s voice seemed so quiet and fragile suddenly. Sasuke’s head hung, facing the opposite wall. From Naruto’s view, his eyes and mouth were concealed by his bangs. It shocked Naruto; he had never seen Sasuke this way before. He’d never heard him ask for anything, never heard even the slightest hint of desperation or vulnerability in his voice. Spastically, Naruto sat up, setting his own face just inches in front of Sasuke’s. Those dark eyes looked so sad.
“Oh ho ho, you just had to say the word.”
Sasuke perked up slightly, confounded by Naruto’s sudden change of pace.
“Now look what you’ve done!”
Naruto threw his hand up dramatically in mock anger.
“You’ll never be able to get rid of me now.”
Sasuke stared back at Naruto dully, the next expression on his lips a hybrid between and smirk and a smile. Then a low chuckle rolled out of his mouth, and it grew. Naruto started laughing with him. They fed off of each other. What were they even laughing about? Did it matter?
“Fine by me.”

Big chapter this week, huh? Tell me what you think! How do you feel about their relationship going to this level?
Either this chapter or the next is going to be a big one. It will satisfy a lot of curiousity regarding one of the main characters, but I still haven't decided if I should hold out...
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