Adult-FanFiction.org : Naruto

Uchiha vs. Ichiraku's	By : Telpei Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1233 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Uchiha vs. Ichiraku's
- 2-Uchiha vs. Ichiraku's: Round II
- 1
- 2
Uchiha vs. Ichiraku�s: Round Two

--------

Ramen.

Sasuke.

Ramen, mmmm, ramen. Smells so good.

Sasuke, oh God,
Sasuke between my legs...

Fuck, he was screwed.

Naruto closed his eyes for several heartbeats, wondering
if this was some cruel joke. He often had nightmares when he fell asleep atop
mountains of paperwork, but this one seemed a bit too real. The blond wasn�t
the brightest crayon in the box, but he had enough sense to recognize that the
hot breath fanning over the head of his cock and Sasuke�s
calm grip on his thighs weren�t imagined.

He was suddenly distracted as he inhaled deeply and was
reminded of the sweet, sweet aroma of ramen that was wafting from his desk. He
could taste the tantalizing scent on his tongue and the thought of his
favourite food had him drooling. He wasn�t at all surprised when his arousal
twitched in response to the scent, and he whimpered when he heard Sasuke growl
dangerously.

�It�s not fair!� Naruto whined, finally opening his
sparkling blue eyes and levelling a full-force take-pity-on-me pout at his
lover. �I can�t do well on this test if I don�t know what it is!�

The raven-haired shinobi
smirked. �Fine. If you want rules, I�ll give you
rules,� he stated, his tone cold and threatening.
Naruto whimpered, knowing that he was screwed either way, probably in the most
literal sense. Tilting his head towards the desk, Sasuke continued in the same
ominous voice. �I want you to eat your favourite food,� he said, reaching over
to grab the second take out bowl from amongst the paperwork and pass it to the
blond. However, from his position on the floor Sasuke could barely reach it,
and the bowl teetered for several seconds, threatening to spill its precious
contents across the hokage�s desk.

�Careful!� Naruto exclaimed, unable to help himself.
�Don�t waste it!� When he felt an increasing pain in his groin, he instantly
regretted his words and visibly winced. Hurrying to correct himself, Naruto
continued in a rushed voice, �Er, I mean, those
documents are important! The, uh, the papers are for when Gaara
visits tomorrow � ow,
damn it Sasuke, that�s not nice! I�m bleeding!� The end of the blond�s sentence was high-pitched with worry as he stared
down into his lap with fear in his eyes. �Be careful! I don�t want you to cut
it off by accident!�

Sasuke merely grunted in response, clearly unimpressed
with the blond�s display. �Well, you interrupted.
Now, if you�ll let me continue?� With Naruto�s weak nod, Sasuke�s
smirk returned. He so had the blond whipped. �Since you just finished saying
that you didn�t mean to imply that ramen is better than sex, I want you to
prove to me that you aren�t lying. You are going to eat the ramen that I bought,
and if you orgasm while you�re eating it then I�ll be inclined to believe that
you actually do enjoy ramen better than sex.�

Naruto swallowed audibly and stared at Sasuke for several
seconds, dumbfounded. He slowly took the rescued bowl from Sasuke�s
deadly fingers. �Let me get this straight,� he finally said, speaking slowly
and carefully in order to avoid putting his other foot into his mouth. He was
already a little tight for space. �You want me to eat this bowl of ramen, and
with you sitting right there between my legs, you want me to... to not... er, to not cum?�
he asked incredulously. A rosy pink hue spread up his neck and across Naruto�s
cheeks with the statement, betraying his embarrassment. Sasuke simply nodded
and continued smirking like the arrogant, stuck up, bastard of an asshole that
he was.

The Rokudaime hokage gulped again, desperately trying not to drool as he
glanced from the bowl of rapidly cooling ramen in his hands to Sasuke�s equally tempting lips. With any other food, Naruto
could have completed this task without a problem. However, the issue lay within
the salty, succulent broth, the perfect noodles, the pieces of tender egg and
pork, and the finely adjusted spices that were unique to Ichiraku�s.
Naruto fantasized about ramen when he was sitting in his office on boring days,
but his fantasies didn�t only involve the actual consumption of the food. Oh
no, his dirty, perverted mind � fostered by years of tutelage under both Kakashi and Ero-sennin � supplied
delightful, erotic images of Sasuke in a bathtub filled with ramen; his skin
would be soaked in the salty broth and Naruto longed to lick every inch of his
lover clean. The blond moaned as the stimulating images were brought to the
forefront of his mind.

The sound that fell uninhibited from his lips had its
consequences, however. Sasuke�s hands tightened
painfully on his thighs and the blond whimpered, meeting his lover�s gaze with
a pathetic, hopeless look.� He
contemplated summoning a few clones to help with the task, but the Uchiha�s eyes were red once more, spinning ominously, and
Naruto knew he wouldn�t be able to form the seals fast enough to protect his
more precious bits. Taking a shuddering breath, Naruto decided there was only
one thing to do: complete the task as quickly as possible. Closing his eyes so
that he wouldn�t have to stare at his lover (or at the ramen),� Naruto began shovelling noodles into
his mouth like his life depended on it. �

Which it did, judging by the murderous
aura currently surrounding a certain Uchiha.

By the time Naruto was finished the bowl � exactly 6.9
seconds later � he grinned at Sasuke with a triumphant look in his eyes.
Although he was still aching for some sort of touch, any kind of friction, he
had managed to wolf the meal down so quickly that he had barely tasted the
succulent flavour. It was sacrilegious, as far as Naruto was concerned, but it
had been necessary in view of the current situation. However, when Sasuke
merely smirked and passed him another bowl, Naruto�s smile wilted and he
cringed visibly.

Never before had Naruto been less enthusiastic about free
ramen.

There were three other bowls sitting on his desk, and
when he shot a questioning look at Sasuke, the man simply smirked and gave a
short nod. Naruto sighed, wondering if any of the previous hokages
had endured such a test. He polished off the second bowl with success by
thinking of granny Tsunade in a bikini, drinking sake
with Ton-ton and making awful kissy faces with grotesquely big lips and squinty,
little eyes.

The next dish was handed to him just as he was lowering
the last bowl from his lips. Naruto began sucking back noodles as quickly as he
could in order to avoid thinking too much. There was never much chewing
involved when the blond ate ramen, so when Sasuke�s
lips suddenly mouthed the very tip of his straining arousal, Naruto promptly
began choking. The bowl flew from his hands and landed in his lap, miraculously
right-side up without spilling a drop, but his subsequent coughing fit sent the
take-out dish tumbling off of his thighs and directly onto Sasuke�s
chest. Naruto�s eyes bulged nearly out of his head as the Uchiha leaned back
slightly with a disgusted look on his face � Sasuke never, ever liked being
dirty.

�I�m going to die,�
was Naruto�s first thought as he continued coughing and hacking away for
several seconds until his throat was finally clear. �Sasuke is going to kill me and tear me into millions of little pieces
and scatter my body across all of Fire Country...�

Sasuke looked up and glared,
eyes blood red and spinning, and Naruto grinned weakly.

The blond�s arousal was
practically dripping, and they both knew it.

�Er, sorry about that,� Naruto
whispered, sliding forward off of his chair and landing on the floor on his
knees so that he was sitting directly in front of the Uchiha. He leaned
forward, his pink tongue darting out to catch a drop of salty broth from Sasuke�s chin. Oh, his lover was definitely going to kill
him when he figured out what Naruto had planned, but the blond wasn�t going
down without a fight. He was going to turn the tables in this little test
because Uzumaki Naruto didn�t like to lose.

He was going to show Sasuke just how appealing Ramen
could be, and God damn it, his beloved bastard was going to enjoy it.

When Sasuke didn�t object to the tongue on his jaw,
Naruto braced himself against the raven�s shoulders with both hands and pushed
him back so he was lying on the ground with the blond between his legs. �I have
to finish the test,� Naruto responded to the questioning look in Sasuke�s eyes. �I don�t want you to think I cheated by
skipping a bowl,� he explained with a little smirk of his own as his lips
trailed down his lover�s neck. Sasuke made a low sound of approval in the back
of his throat, and one hand gripped Naruto�s shoulder tightly as the blond
began suckling at his chest through his ramen-soaked shirt. The bowl had still
been mostly full when it had spilt, so the broth had soaked into the Uchiha�s shirt and the noodles and various toppings had
dropped into his lap. Naruto moaned aloud as he began mouthing the raven�s
chiselled abdomen through the cotton shirt before he worked his way down to the
noodles and vegetables that were strewn across his lover�s groin and upper
thighs.

With a devious grin, Naruto looked up and licked his lips
once more. He held Sasuke�s smouldering
scarlet gaze as he began picking up pieces of pork with his lips, wrapping his
tongue around vegetable slices, and suckling on the broth that had dampened his
lover�s shorts. Oh yes, the taste was delicious beyond belief, but having his
secret fantasy come to life was Naruto�s undoing. The entire concept of the test
fled his mind, and he focused solely on Sasuke�s
quickened breathing, the slightest tint of pink hovering around his cheek
bones, and the intensity in his eyes. The hand previously gripping Naruto�s
shoulder slid up the nape of his neck and tangled in his hair instead; slender
fingers gave an insistent tug, so Naruto�s teeth latched onto the zippered fly
and pulled in down in one smooth, practiced move.

It became rapidly apparent that Sasuke had planned for
all occasions (as his analytical mind was prone to do), for the man was not
wearing any scrap of undergarments. Coupled with the salty tang of lingering
ramen, Naruto�s senses were immediately overwhelmed with his lover�s musky �
and equally tantalizing � scent. With a moan and hooded eyes, the blond went to
work to completely �clean� his lover. His hands slowly, gently, pushed aside
the raven-haired man�s shorts and the Rokudaime�s
pretty pink lips immediately wrapped around his uncovered prize. Sasuke let
loose a moan of bliss that echoed in the blond�s
ears, egging him to swallow harder, deeper, faster. The cock in his mouth was
heavy and swollen and hot, pulsing
against his tongue. It leaked precum into his mouth, exciting
his tastebuds in a way that Ichiraku
would never be able to simulate. This was one treat that Naruto would under absolutely
no circumstances be able to wolf down in seconds like he had his beloved ramen
only moments previous. Instead, he enjoyed every precious second.

His hands were on Sasuke�s
thighs, beneath his shorts, feeling the trembling muscles and the baby-smooth
skin riddled here and there with scars he had long since memorized. His ears
listened to the undoing of his lover�s control as gasps and pants and small
sounds of pleasure escaped the walls that Sasuke had erected around himself.
His eyes were sparkling a clear blue, watching his
lover�s pleasure past hooded lids, witnessing the tosses of the raven�s head
that messed up his perfect hair, and meeting the lust and pleasure that were
reflected in the charcoal orbs that no longer swirled red with anger.� Naruto�s tongue swirled and arched and his
cheeks hollowed with suction, and he watched with growing arousal as Sasuke�s eyes rolled with pleasure, his back bowing as he
erupted into his lover�s mouth. Naruto swallowed every last drop and pulled
back when Sasuke sagged against the ground, panting, a mass of satiation and
relaxation. The blond took a deep breath to steady himself
and licked his lips to catch the last of his favourite taste. He hissed as the
shift in position caused his own heavy erection to rub against his torn pants,
and he dropped a hand in an effort to alleviate the pressure. Watching Sasuke
come undone like this, to be here with the one he loved, it was enough for
Naruto. The Uchiha turned his head, meeting Naruto�s steady, lustful gaze with
a sated, lazy expression. The blond bit his lower lip and his fist tightened,
strokes quickening.

However, Sasuke had always had a quick recovery time.
Once his mind caught up to the current situation, his movement was lightning
fast. In a single instant � before Naruto could even think, considering the
current circumstances � Sasuke had him flat on his back with his arms pinned at
his sides. He immediately began to struggle, but then felt his lover�s lips,
his tongue... a single kiss and he stilled in his resistance; instead, he
pressed up against his lover�s lean body and moaned low in the back of his
throat.

Their lips parted only briefly for air before meeting
again in a heated frenzy. Sasuke released Naruto�s wrists to begin pulling at
the clothing that separated them and Naruto responded in kind, desperately
tugging at his lover�s shorts until Sasuke could kick them off the rest of the
way. Their sealed lips broke apart for Sasuke to pull his shirt over his head
and toss it aside, but they were soon reconnected as they rolled across the
floor. Naruto�s head bashed against the desk when the Uchiha finally got his
pants off and wrapped nimble fingers around his erection, but he barely felt
the pain since his lover touched him just
right, driving him ever closer to the jagged edge of release.

The Rokudaime struggled valiantly
to free himself from the hokage robes, but he was soon
caught in the heavy material with his arms trapped behind his back. Sasuke, of
course, took full advantage of the situation. Sharp teeth latched onto one of the
blond�s nipples through his orange T-shirt with the Ichiraku logo on the left breast. Naruto moaned, loudly,
though Sasuke growled as he caught sight of the embroidery. The raven-haired shinobi � already naked � pulled a kunai from
God-knows-where, and in seconds the branded shirt was reduced to rags. Naruto
watched in horror as the orange scraps of material were carelessly tossed
across the room, but suddenly his brain didn�t seem to care. They rolled again,
and the skin-on-skin contact felt oh-so-good.

Their breathing was heavy ,
flooding the office with sounds of pants and gasps, as they moved against each
other with animalistic need. Naruto felt teeth at his neck, marking him, and
his nails ravaged his lover�s back as he bucked up against the pale body above
him. The pressure was building between them, electric, crackling in the air and
sizzling a path along their heated skin. With a growl,
Naruto wrapped both legs around Sasuke�s waist,
urging him somewhere lower, desperate for more contact. He ached. With minimal fumbling and cursing, Sasuke retrieved a small,
familiar tube stashed beneath the floorboards of the Hokage�s
desk, and within a few short moments of preparation and stretching, Naruto was
finally, finally filled the way he needed. Only Sasuke could make him feel this
way. Only Sasuke.

As one, they paused, forehead to forehead. Naruto�s heart
was beating so fast he thought it might explode from his chest. He tangled
trembling fingers in Sasuke�s hair, smoothing them
along the raven�s scalp. Finally he tilted his head, touching their lips
together. They were both breathing so hard that it wasn�t a kiss, but when
Naruto soundlessly mouthed those three little words Sasuke felt the movement
and finally closed his eyes. He gave a short nod and tightened his grip on
Naruto�s biceps, pushing further and drawing his most precious person deeper
into their shared embrace. �Me, too,� he replied, voice so low that Naruto was
only able to hear the words due to his advanced senses.� The blond keened, arched against his lover,
and the spell was broken. Sasuke opened his eyes to meet sparkling blue, and
the competition was back in his expression. His first thrust was hard and fast
and Naruto cried out in surprise, bucking up and meeting his lover with each
movement. They were both already close to the edge, and it didn�t take long for
them to jump off the cliff and fall into the never ending abyss. The tingling
in his lower belly, the rush of his pulse in his ears, Sasuke against him,
inside of him, with him, it was all
Naruto�s undoing. With a last, wordless cry he let go and pulled his lover with
him into bliss.

They lay together, entangled, for several moments while
their breathing steadied and their hearts slowed. Much to Naruto�s chagrin,
Sasuke was still on top, but he took the opportunity to bask in the warmth
radiating from his lover�s body. With a gentle purr, he snuggled closer and
opted to ignore the hard wooden floor beneath him and the slight chill settling
in to his extremities.

Sasuke chuckled softly, and in a moment of rare affection
he tenderly stroked Naruto�s cheek and allowed him another minute of peace.
Soon, however, he longed for the comfort of their bed and was forced to move.
He separated from the blond with surprising difficulty since the Dobe was being extra clingy, but he managed to stand and
promptly began gathering up his clothes while his idiot lay there on the floor
like... well, like an idiot. Once fully dressed, Sasuke stood above Naruto and
raised an eyebrow. �Are you planning on staying there all night?� he finally
asked, offering a hand to the blond and smirking. Naruto�s lips were kiss
swollen, there were several red hickeys covering his torso, and his arms and
legs were still splayed wide; the blond looked thoroughly satisfied, which led
to Sasuke feeling a strange swelling in his chest. Clearly his work here was
done.

Little did he know that he himself was not in a much
better state, and an echoing smirk formed on the blond�s
face as he helped himself back to his feet.

�That depends,� Naruto finally replied, lifting up a hand
to scratch the back of his neck. He was apparently unconcerned that he was
still butt naked. �Are you still angry with me? I didn�t really mean it, you
know, the whole ramen thing. I always talk before I think and it always gets me
into trouble. You should know that by now, bastard! I�ll have you know that I
won�t be held responsible anymore for � mmph!�

Sasuke stared at the blond and kept his hand over
Naruto�s mouth to keep him from talking. �Shut up,� he said with a sigh,
rolling his eyes towards the heavens and asking for patience. �Honestly, do you
even listen to yourself? Look, I�m obviously not angry anymore, so let�s just
go home.�

Naruto pondered Sasuke�s
expression for a moment, trying to decipher if the man was telling the truth. He
wrapped his fingers around a pale, slender wrist, and with some effort he was
able to pull Sasuke�s hand away from his mouth. There
were several moments of silence while they endured a short staring contest before
the blond grinned, eyes creasing, and stupidly decided to talk again. �I could
eat those last two bowls, if you want,� he offered generously. �If it would
make you feel better, that is.�

Sasuke glared. �Naruto, you�re drooling all over
yourself. Forget the ramen ... oh alright, don�t cry, we�ll bring the ramen
home and you can eat it there. Now get dressed so we can go.�

�Er, what about my clothes?� the
blond asked, bending over to pick up the scraps of his orange t-shirt and his
ruined pants.

�That�s your own damn fault, idiot. I guess you�ll have
to run home naked,� Sasuke replied as he jumped up onto the windowsill.
�Coming?� he taunted with a devious look in his eyes.

�Bastard!� Naruto yelled,
tossing the clothes aside and lunging at the Uchiha.

When Sasuke leapt out the window to dodge the attack,
Naruto followed suit without a second thought. He was halfway home before he
remembered he was naked, and despite� the late hour of the evening, Naruto
didn�t doubt that more than a few shinobi had
witnessed his flight in all his glory. Sasuke was definitely going to pay for
this... as soon as Naruto could catch him, that is.

-------

A sharp knock on the door woke Naruto from the nap he had
decided he deserved atop the mountain of torturous paper work lying on his
desk. This was becoming a common theme these days, unfortunately for the
paperwork. His assistants were finally getting used to the drool stains,
however, so he had had to endure fewer complaints about that lately.

Sakura�s voice outside the office door perked his spirits
some, and Naruto stood just as she barged through the door with Shikamaru and Kiba both staring
after her, looking a bit bewildered. Naruto grinned at his female friend and
waved his two guards down. Shikamaru rolled his eyes,
predictably, and Kiba looked somewhat affronted that
he hadn�t been able to stop the pink-haired woman.� Sakura promptly shut the door in both their
faces and strode into the room, a devious grin crossing her lips as she
approached the blond. Naruto instantly shrunk back into his seat with a feeling
of dread settling low into his stomach.

�So?� she asked, planting both hands on the desk and
leering at the hokage. �What happened last night? We
were supposed to have dinner and you stood me up, so I came here to find you. I
thought perhaps you had worked late, only to find your office empty. Then, as I was heading home, I
happened to run into Kiba who told me that Sasuke had
offered to take you home. This was my first time home in a month and you blew
me off for your boyfriend!�

�Uh...� Naruto replied intelligently. �He was insistent?�

�Well of course he was! And since you stood me up, I
deserve details, Naruto, details!� Sakura prodded, eyes sparkling with a manic
light.

In Naruto�s opinion, Sakura was scary, and in this
instance she was the one being insistent. He just hoped Sasuke would forgive
him later. Maybe. If he was lucky.
Very lucky.

So, he spilled. A manic boy-on-boy action fangirl with super-woman strength was not someone he wanted
to tango with. Not that Naruto knew how to tango, but it was an expression that
Sai had taught him from a book he had once read.

When the sordid tale was done, Sakura was draped across
the desk with a dreamy look in her eyes. She reached over to pinch Naruto�s
cheek, earning an indignant squawk from the blond.�� The woman then smiled softly and patted the hokage on top of the head. Naruto pouted.

�Of course, you know it wasn�t really about the ramen,
right Naruto?� she asked.

�Huh?� the blond asked, squinting
his eyes as he was prone to do when thinking too hard.

�Call it women�s intuition, but I think Sasuke was
worried since Gaara is visiting today. I mean, he
already knew about your ramen fantasy so he might have been using that against
you, but...�

�Wait, wait, wait,� Naruto interrupted, still looking
terribly confused. �Women�s intuition? Really? But, Gaara?
What do you mean, Gaara? And what do you mean he knew
about my ramen fantasy! I only ever told you about that!� the blond exclaimed,
flushing bright red with the memory.

�Oh, Sasuke told me about it too. Apparently you talk in
your sleep,� Sakura replied easily with a wide grin. Inner Sakura was quite
pleased with herself for having both boys wrapped around her little finger �(actually,
with Sasuke there had been more than a little alcohol involved, but that was
beside the point).

Naruto�s indignant yelling echoed across Konoha that
morning, but Sakura eventually got her point across. That night, Naruto made
sure that Sasuke knew that he knew that it wasn�t just about the ramen. And
after that, Sasuke knew that Naruto knew that Sasuke knew that it wasn�t just
about the ramen... And so, Naruto clarified that he enjoyed sex with Sasuke
much more than ramen, or any other delicacy offered to his (often drooling)
palate.

Sadly, ramen hadn�t stood a chance from the beginning.
After all, there was only one dish that fully satisfied Naruto�s taste buds. In
fact, one serving of Sasuke was often not enough for the blond to fill the
bottomless pit he called his stomach.

Therefore, when all games were said and done, the final
score was clear. Ichiraku�s was leaving the
competition with a cute, little participation ribbon, but Uchiha was walking
home with the prize trophy.

---- The End ----
- 1
- 2
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Uchiha vs. Ichiraku's