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The Shackled Stallion	By : NuttyApple Category: Naruto > General Views: 1176 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gods, I think I just proved that Sasunaru is still
the hottest couple in Naruto ficdom. I got more reviews in a day with this
story than I did with my other stories, which have hella more bondage, but
since they star Gaara and Neji, well�and this story doesn�t even have a lemon
yet (and it WILL have a lemon, so you guys can just sit and wait and wonder
what kind of naughty things�ll be happening and when oh when will it
happen *evil grin*)
There�s a GetBackers mention here. Blink and you�ll
miss it. Although it is kind of obvious.

Tsugath � thank you for reminding me of that line�

Disclaimer: Naruto isn�t mine. I�m an amateur
fashion designer. You think they�d be wearing so much clothing if I owned it?

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~*The Shackled Stallion*~
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They stopped after thirty-five minutes. They had
made good enough time that they could afford to rest for a while before
continuing. Besides, appearing in public with a sweating and panting Naruto was
not an option he cared to pursue, especially when he was dressed like some
cheap hooker. A very hot, desirable hooker, but a hooker nonetheless.
Sasuke leaned against the trunk of a tree, getting
comfortable while keeping on eye on the dobe straddling the branch next to his.
Don�t want him to fall, now do we?
Of course not, not while he�s dressed like that.
It looks unstable.
Of course. You never know, we might get some
action while we�re in the bar.
What?!
It�s a gay bar. Getting some ass is what it�s all
about in there.
Finally, we�re going to get a piece of that blond.
But I don�t think we brought lube.
I repeat, it�s a gay bar. They probably have
it on every table, next to the ketchup.
You pervert.
Oh yeah? Who�s having these thoughts then?
This was the
problem with having Itachi as your brother and Orochimaru as your mentor. You
got demons on both shoulders. Horny demons.
�Naruto.� He said, trying to shut up the voices in
his head. �You remember the mission, right?�
The other nodded, completely unaware of the dilemma
going on. �Infiltrate the bar and find out where they�re keeping the stolen scrolls.
Then report back to Tsunade-baba without getting caught.� The blond grinned and
winked, setting off a new argument. �Easy as three-minute ramen.�
How can you not want that ass?
Who said I didn�t want it? Any hot-blooded male
would want it.
I thought you were cold-blooded, like the true reptilian
asshole you are.
Kiss my ass.
I�d rather kiss his.
I�d rather do more than kiss.
Sasuke seriously considered bashing his head against
the tree. That�d make them shut up. The demon on his left shot him the finger.
He rolled his eyes at his delusion and absently started scanning the topic of
the demonic discussion, going over every detail of the outfit. Something caught
his eye and he started wondering. And kept on wondering until his mouth was
just itching to open and ask, but he couldn�t, it�d be too embarrassing,
but then what was embarrassing to Naruto. Answer: Nothing.
He had to ask, just so he�d know he had
asked. He wouldn�t be human if he didn�t.
�Naruto�are you even wearing any underwear?�
�Hmm?� The blond glanced down at his skin-tight
shorts, then looked up at the brunette. �You idiot, of course I am.�
�Ah.� Well, that was fine. He wouldn�t have to
imagine Naruto�s naked ass all the way to�
�We bought thongs too.�
------------And Then�------------
�Hey Sasuke,� Naruto said, when they were near the
entrance of the club.
�Nn?� he replied, careful not to turn towards him.
He hadn�t fully recovered from the thong statement, and every time he even
heard the blond breathe, he imagined him almost naked with a black strip
of underwear that was barely even there. He made sure that Naruto was always behind
him, because even his demons were stunned to silence and there was no telling
what would happen if they got the unknowing blond in their sights.
�Here.�
It was a leash. The still working part of his mind
reminded him that there was a silver hoop in Number One. He turned to the
blond. He was fastening a large golden bell to the hoop.
He looked like very big, very sexy kitty. Sasuke swiveled
around again to mop his nose with an already red handkerchief.
�Don�t be such a prude. Just give it to me.�
Oh gods. Through the renewed gush, he heard a
click and then Naruto was handing him the other end. He took it in a
manner that might almost be called meek, praying to all the gods in heaven that
this night wouldn�t get any more�he didn�t know the word, but if it got any more,
he would lose all his blood through his nose.
The bouncer leered at them and gave Sasuke a
complimentary matchbox. It had a picture of a manly black centaur getting it on
with an equally male gray. Which was writhing in a sort of harness made up of
slinky silver chains and black leather.
It was as if the door was a secret portal. The gods
obviously liked the view and had ignored his prayer completely, because as
Naruto walked through the door of the most explicit and x-rated club in the
whole of the country, he threw his shoulders back and walked a walk that
exploited his ass and his long, long legs and turned his body language from �dangerous-jungle-cat�
to �sex-kitten-in-heat�. Even his entire demeanor changed. He held his head
higher and adopted a �you-can-look-and-you-can-want-but-you-can�t-touch� air. You�d
do anything for a single smile from those lips; you�d even jump off a cliff. Just
a look from those eyes could make you cum.
Oh my GODS� There was a fresh
blossom of red on the poor handkerchief.
If there ever was a thing as a showstopper then
Naruto was it. He strutted his stuff down the stairs, and everyone he passed
stopped doing whatever they were doing and stared at the blue-eyed,
golden-haired leashed god, and every damn man in the entire club would have given
their souls to the very Devil to be in Sasuke�s place, holding the end of that
leash. Perhaps the Devil himself was in the running.
The brunette ignored all the envious eyes and did a
quick once-over of the club. It had the works: well-stocked bar, dj, strobe
lights, dance floor, not to mention the cages and poles. There were also little
pockets of darkness along the walls, and he could make out the booths and
people doing what he only hoped was kissing. There were two bathrooms and �a ferret-like
man glanced suspiciously around him before disappearing inside an inner room� a
door so inconspicuous it blended into the woodwork.
He looked at Naruto from the corner of his eye and
the blond nodded imperceptibly. He maneuvered them into one of the booths that
had an unobstructed view of the door, with the simple expedient of smiling and
swaying his hips. The crowd parted like the Red Sea, according to the wishes of
this blond god.
They sat down, and as the blond looked around some
more, oblivious to the stares he was getting, Sasuke peered at the condiments.
There was lube next to the ketchup.
A blushing waiter, obviously coerced by his fellows,
approached their table. �Would y-you like a d-drink, sirs?�
Naruto flashed him a smile and he grew even redder,
clutching his tray like a lifeline. �I�ll have a Red Hot Orgasm, thanks.�
The brunette idly wondered whether his handkerchief
could still hold more blood without staining his new coat. His right shoulder
demon howled in laughter. �Just a beer.�
The poor boy nodded and then stood there, apparently
quietly debating with himself. Sasuke took the time to lean in and hiss, �Red
Hot Orgasm?�
The blond laughed softly, the sound a husky purr in
his throat. �Don�t worry, it�ll come.�
He glared at the Naruto-esque pun and sat back.
The boy was still standing there. He stood
there so long that the blond put a worried hand on his shoulder. �Are you
alright�?�
The waiter jerked away like he�d been burned. �Ah�ah�c-could
I ask s-sir for his�his name?�
�Of course. My name is Leopard.� He pulled the
English word off with just a hint of Japanese accent. The brunette had never
heard a word sound more exotic in his life. He was so in awe with those lips,
he nearly missed the next words. �And this is my�sensei.�
His English lessons are finally�I�m his what?!
When the tomato-red waiter had left, he leaned in
once more, growling. �Sensei?!�
�You do look like a teacher,� Naruto leaned
in as well, his lips level with the brunette�s ear. Hot breath washing against
his skin and the image of petal-soft lips made Sasuke shudder. �Sasuke-sensei.�
The blond breathed, the words almost sounding like a wanton moan. �Sasuke-sama��
Despite himself, the brunette felt a thrill of
desire. He grunted and pushed back, hoping the vision before him didn�t notice the
sunset-rivaling blush on his cheeks.
The boy came back with the drinks and got a wink for
his trouble.
�There wouldn�t be anything to eat around
here, would there?�
�Um�um�� The boy was barely of legal age and did not
deserve an obviously horny blond looking suggestively at him through his
eyelashes like he wanted to pounce and rip his clothes off. �There�s, um,
p-peanuts at the bar.�
�I was hoping for something more�� The next word was
low and throaty. �Substantial.�
Damn him.
�I-I-I could ask the c-cook��
�Hmmm�then what about something hot and hard�and
just the teensiest bit rough��
Sasuke choked on his beer.
�Or maybe something soft and creamy, an addictive
taste that leaves you wanting so much more�� Slender fingers were rubbing over
parted lips as blue eyes remained on the boy�s blushing face. One digit slid
inside the promised heat, and whisker-marked cheeks caved in slightly as he
sucked on it thoughtfully.
The boy was shivering. The brunette shifted
surreptitiously. It was really getting hot in here.
�Ice cream, that�s it!� The finger pulled out with a
wet-sounding pop, and Sasuke had to stifle a moan. �A banana split with
hot fudge. I can do without the hard and rough.� Blue eyes darkened with barely
restrained lust shifted to Sasuke and slid over his body suggestively. �For
now.�
The blond turned once more to the boy and then bit
his lip uncertainly. Left Demon was screaming into Sasuke�s ear. �You can
get me my ice cream, can�t you�� He glanced at the nametag, and damn well
purred in pleasure. �Ginji-kun? What a cute name.� Eyelashes fluttered
seductively and he licked his lips. �I bet the rest is cute too.�
He wouldn�t be surprised if the boy had a Red Hot
Orgasm right then and there.
The boy, Ginji, stumbled off again, nearly lost
under the deluge of sexual desire emanating from one Uzumaki Naruto.
�Would you stop flirting with the waiter?� he
ground out furiously.
�Why? You jealous?� The blond grinned innocently and
suddenly it was as if nothing had ever happened. Good old Naruto was back and
the light in those azure-blue eyes was bright and had nothing to do with seduction
whatsoever. �Sasuke, relax. It�s a gay bar. We�re supposed to act like
this.�
�It�s overkill when you try to seduce the waiter.�
The brunette grumbled, though a hot twist of a feeling that he didn�t want to
examine disappeared.
Naruto grinned and took a sip of his drink. He
looked at it with surprise. �Hey, this is good.�
�You didn�t know what it was and you ordered it?�
�Well, yeah. It seemed like the kind of thing my
character would do.� He stuck his tongue out at the look on Sasuke�s face. �It�s
called acting.�
�Whatever.� Dark eyes shifted to the hidden door and
all of a sudden, his voice was businesslike. �What do you think is in there?�
He could barely make out the shift in the blond�s
eyes. �Don�t look.� One soft, tanned hand cupped his cheek to prevent him from
being too obvious. �Two panes of dark glass just over the dance floor. Office
of some sort.�
�How do we break in?� He slid his hand over Naruto�s,
and to everyone else, they seemed to be two lovers in the midst of a very
intimate t�te-�-t�te.
�There�s a close enough pole.� The blond scooted
closer and brushed his lips against Sasuke�s hand, all the better to peer over
his shoulder. �And a cage just over that. The opening faces the glass too.�
The brunette wished fervently in his mind that the
table hid his current state. And that wasn�t all he wished for. His other hand
cupped his partner�s neck, massaging gently. �A distraction?�
There was a low chuckle and the sound tickled his
ear. �You want me to strip in the middle of the dance floor?�
�Are you crazy?� Though he would very much wish for
that to happen in the privacy of his living room, just him and Naruto� �You won�t
be able to walk for a week if they get a hold of you.�
�More like a year, by the way they�re looking.�
�What?�
Sasuke turned to glare at those who dared look at
his prize, but once more, Naruto stopped him and drew him closer. �Shh. Don�t
look. That bouncer looks like he�s been doing time at the gym. Lots of time.�
He began feeling unexpectedly annoyed. He didn�t
know why, but he did, and he felt the looks moving lustfully over the
blond�s body and that pissed him off even more. Without knowing why he did it,
he began licking at the underside of Naruto�s chin.
�What are you doing?� The blond gasped,
involuntarily clutching at dark hair. �There�s all these people here��
�Exactly.� The brunette growled, beginning a series
of nips to the other�s ear, giving the lobe a sharp tug. �You said we should
act the part, right? So act.�
�Sa-Sasuke�� he moaned at the sensation,
raking his fingernails over his partner�s scalp.
One hand slid down over the nothing shirt and
caressed an already erect nipple. Naruto whimpered and moved a hand over Sasuke�s,
and let it rest there, just feeling the warmth from both hand and chest. The
brunette stopped working on the blond�s now red ear and started on his neck. �Touch
me, Naruto.� He growled.
The blond couldn�t do more than shift his other hand
to the nape of the other�s neck.
Sasuke smirked into his neck before he bit down. �Is
acting all you can do, dobe?�
That changed everything pretty quickly. The blond
stiffened and drew back, an eyebrow rising dangerously. �What?�
Left Demon broke a pitchfork over his head while
Right threw a pail of lava down his shirt. Even his body was calling him a fool
and whimpering at the loss. But his mind was a hard-headed son of a bitch and
stressed the work Naruto hated above all else. �Dobe.�
The blond darted forward and grabbed his head. Their
lips met in a sudden, hot kiss. Sasuke opened his mouth in shock and a tongue
delved in, rubbing against his. Naruto�s hands were all over him, working
feverishly on buttons, and for a reason that escaped him, he began helping. He
moaned as a finger accidentally brushed over his nipple and suddenly it was
back, feathering over his body, paying attention to where he moaned louder.
He half-opened his eyes when Naruto moved to attack
his neck, and it came to the attention of his bleary mind that the blond had
risen from his seat and was kneeling on the table. But when that sinful
mouth moved over his chest, he forgot about and it and what it might look like
to other people. To hell with them. To hell with everything.
Unbidden, his hands went around to hold Naruto�s
hips. With a tug, the blond was sprawling all over him. Surprised blue eyes met
his and a fog blanked his mind. This was a gay bar, as he so often kept hearing,
and there could be nothing wrong with what he was doing. He captured the blond�s
mouth, setting off a flame of desire that affected Naruto as well, because his
movements stopped being so calculating and started to become more sensuous.
One hand slowed down to gently caress his stomach while the other slid back to toy
with dark strands of hair as he kept on kissing the pink lips that had been the focus
of so much of his attention. He teased Naruto�s tongue into a dance, not realizing
that he had moved them into a lying position, the blond moving wantonly over him.
He was wriggling too much, his mind said. His hand smoothed over the expanse of bare
back to rest against the curve of the leather-covered ass. The blond moaned
into his mouth and his hips pushed against his.
�Ahn�Sasuke��
Delicious, delicious friction. He squeezed the
handful of ass and Naruto bucked again, sending waves of pleasure through them.
He was hard too, supplied his mind. Sasuke�s hips tilted, rubbing their
leather-covered erections together along to the beat he could barely hear from
the blaring music speakers. The blond�s breath hitched.
�Fuck, Naruto��
This felt so good, so unbearably good, this feeling
of indulging in something dark and forbidden, something so unashamedly sexual�
Sasuke groaned at the thought and dug his nails into the back of Naruto�s neck.
He was so lost in the feeling that he nearly didn�t
notice fingers scrabbling at the front of his pants. A fingertip brushing
against his length brought him back. �What are you--�
There was a look in those eyes; heat and lust and
something else, and his heart nearly burst with wanting. �Sasuke, let me� Gods,
I want it.�
�No, I--�
�Please, Sasuke.� He moaned at the tone of voice.
Naruto unbuttoned his shorts and freed his own straining erection. The friction
earlier was nothing compared to this one, skin against skin, heat against heat.
He couldn�t take it and crushed his lips once more
against the blond�s, both hands on the delectably perfect ass and grinding
their hips together like mad. Naruto nearly screamed in pleasure. Gods, yes�
He thrust his tongue into the warmth of the other�s mouth, doing it in time to
the wild thrust of his hips, and all the blond could do was hold on to his
shoulders.
Naruto tore away, panting for breath, panting his
name. �Sasuke�Sasuke�baby��
The brunette�s breath hitched. That one word, that
single English word coming from those sensual, sexual lips, uttered in a
breathless moan, was almost enough to bring him over the edge. �Where�where did
you learn that word�?�
�I�ve been reading your books.� The blond smiled,
still breathless. �Why, you like it?� He licked a wet path over his cheekbones
to his ear, where he moaned softly and whispered. �Baby�Sasuke��
Every breath made their erections rub against each
other and the sensation was so mind-blowing that he completely failed to hear
the words whispered next, words he would have killed to hear.
�My baby�mine�all mine��
His demons heard though, and filed them under Things
To Tease Sasuke With In The Wee Hours Off The Morning.
�Um��
Sasuke�s eyes shot open and looked into the
perpetually blushing face of Ginji the waiter. Everything came rushing back;
the world, the mission, and most importantly, the people watching them rut like
complete animals. Even the dancers had stopped to stare.
�I b-brought you y-your ice cream.� The unfortunate
boy stuttered, trying to keep his eyes on Sasuke�s and not stray down the
forbidden plains of Naruto�s behind. �I c-could bring it b-back l-later if you�re
b-busy��
He closed his eyes and his head met the seat with a
thump. Was it too much to wish for the ground to open and swallow him up?
Naruto was laughing while zipping them both up. With
a pat to his still unsatisfied heat, the blond stood up and went back to his
seat, his ass swaying like nobody else�s business, and everyone�s eyes were on
it. Its desirability had probably gone up a hundred percent, because now,
everyone had seen what it looked like in the �heat� of the moment.
There was a single delighted moan as Naruto sampled
the ice cream.
Dammit. This was going to be one hell of a long
night.
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