A Place Called Home (Reposted) | By : Lechan Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 1165 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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. |
A.N. Well, I caved and decided to make this a multi
chapter fic. There will be five chapters, and I’ve noticed that if you squint,
you could see this as a companion fic to my one-shot “Imaginary Harmony” which
is as of yet unfinished, so after it is done and after this is also finished,
you can see them as companion fics or separate stories all together. ^-^
Anyway, enjoy.
Disclaimer: Sasuke was so angered that I made him Uke in
this story that he told Kishimoto-san what I was doing, and the master of story
telling just smiled and gave me a thumbs up. So he’s okay with Sasuke and
Naruto being gay, but I get the impression that he’s saying he still owns them,
gay or not…. *Sniff*
The words
still echoed in his head, even though it had been hours since they had been
spoken. It made Sasuke sick to his stomach and left a bitter taste in his
mouth.
The wind
whipped up and around him in the fading light that glinted upon the roof,
sparkling on the chain-link fence and warming the white brick he stood on.
Garra had introduced him to this place after the goth had caught Sasuke cutting
himself in the boy’s bathroom during the school festival.
Sasuke’s
eyes narrowed, and his fingers bit into the metal, skin pinching pleasantly. He
should have known it was coming, after all he’d knowingly refused to complete
and turn in the required assignment in his English class. A class required for
the job profession his father held. The same job his brother was soon to gain,
and the one he was expected to attain.
Fuck that.
Sasuke
scowled more, gritting his teeth in remembrance. Yes, he should have expected
the teacher to call him into his office, and more than that, he should have
been used to the hated words he’d been choking on since he was able to crawl.
“What’s
wrong with you? Why can’t you be more like your brother.”
“You’re
agitated.” The voice sounded amused and dark. It reminded Sasuke of smoke and
fire. A thrill ran down his back at the sound, and he repressed a shiver,
fingers curling all the more upon the metal in his hand.
The voice
chuckled, and the being drew closer to him. There was no sound to his
footsteps, but perhaps it was the lack of noise that let his approach be known.
Sasuke felt some of the tension drain from him at his demon’s approach, reminded
of the power he had beside him, but the anger was still present. It was the
harsh, primal feelings that summoned the being, along with the wind. “Did
someone hurt you, shall I take vengeance?”
Hot breath
breathed the question into the shell of his ear, and Sasuke trembled, body
heating at the close proximity, as those sinful hands trailed down his back,
burning him through the thin fabric of his school shirt. How it was the demon
was able to find him no matter where he was, Sasuke had the feeling he would
never know, but somehow he was grateful.
“Hn.”
Sasuke shrugged, trying to play it off as though he was unconcerned even as the
noise broke into a soft whine near the end. It was embarrassing, but it was a
small price to pay for the consolation those hot hands, and sinful lips could
give him.
The blond
chuckled darkly, breath burning the skin behind his ear and making his neck
tingle pleasantly. Sasuke sighed, and angled his head down and to the side in
offering even as he snorted. “Its not worth it.”
“Nice lie,
Sasuke…” The voice should have annoyed him, but it was hard to be affronted
when talented hands where sliding down his front and cupping the inner parts of
his thighs, massaging gently, in a way that left his groin tightening and his
knees trembling in jelly-like precision. “… so tell me then, Sasuke,”
his name was officially a sin coming from those lips, and his groin tightened
further, leading him to tremble and groan as that burning breath was
accompanied by a searing tongue that danced along the edge of his ear. “What do
you want?”
The
question made him burn to the tips of his toes, and Sasuke arched back pressing
his head into a muscled shoulder and gasping, rolling his hips as though that
could get those hands to cup him more intimately. “Th—ung—that’s a… hah… uhn…
dangerous… question…” Sasuke broke of on a whine, his legs buckling as that
mouth skimmed his neck to kiss the juncture of his shoulder and throat.
Like an
addict Sasuke started to beg, he hated himself for it, desperately despised how
much he craved the harsh pierce of his skin, and the icy burn that took the
pressure of his anger and thoughts away, leaving him pleasantly buzzed.
He wanted
to play coy, wanted to be the aloof, suave, perfect being everyone either saw
or tried to make him become, but instead he just trembled like a girl, and
looped one hand around the demon’s neck, pressing those lips closer to his
pulse point, his other hand curving to cover one of the demon’s hands as it
molested his inner thigh, giving him a whorish sense of control as he
whispered, “Please… bite… ughn… make
it… make me numb.”
The demon
stopped a moment, and for an asinine second, Sasuke was certain the hold turned
tender and loving, and he felt safe, but just as his consciousness made things
uncomfortable, the demon purred and licked his skin, “As you command… master.”
The words
soothed his pride, even as it mocked him, and Sasuke cried out in bliss as
those sharpened teeth pierced his skin deeply, burning him, marking him in a
way no one else could.
“… yes…
god, Naruto…” Sasuke wasn’t sure what he was saying anymore, but knew it was
something the demon liked, as that hot hand finally migrated north
and—intertwining their fingers—palmed him roughly through his school uniform
trousers. “Ugn!”
“That’s it
Sasuke…” The voice whispered, teeth now free from his flesh, and Sasuke could
feel the thick substance trickling down his neck and staining his shirt. The
tongue lapped at the wound, and lips secured to suckle his skin, and Sasuke
knew that in the end it would look like any other hickey. Only he would know
the difference.
The
lingering sting made him quiver as his hips rolled into both his and his
demon’s hands. He felt light headed and giddy, free from the tension of before,
and he willingly let himself fall into the blonde’s arms.
Slowly,
they lowered to the ground, one talented hand pulling his leg to keep him
spread, while the other pulled his zipper free and slid inside his pants to
fondle him through his boxers.
“Ah!”
Sasuke closed his eyes, head angling further to the side in offering, as the
pleasant jolts of sensation buzzed down his spine making the heat in his belly
tighten.
“Say my
name, Sasuke…” The demon breathed into his skin, kissing the nape of his neck
where is hairline was. Sasuke trembled, and his mouth moved of it’s own accord,
though it was as if he’d gone deaf, as the name was blocked from his conscious
mind.
“Naruto.”
“Good boy…”
The demon
nuzzled his neck insistently, until Sasuke turned his head and was then tenderly
kissed upon his lips. The groan couldn’t be contained as Sasuke dropped his
mouth open instantly wanting the demon’s flavor to fill him, and the dark angel
didn’t leave him waiting.
The kiss
was deep, heady and wet, and tongues dueled and traded residences frequently.
It was then he noticed that he was seated in the demon’s lap as a hard erection
prodded him from behind, rubbing between his butt cheeks pleasantly.
Sasuke’s
lips broke the tender connection to gasp and push down against the bulge, well
aware of how wantonly he was acting, and not really giving a shit. He was
outside, dry humping a creature from hell, and he loved every minute of it. He
smirked, almost wishing his family could see him now.
The demon
grunted and the hand on his thigh leap to his face to reinstate their oddly
gentle kiss as his hands moved roughly over his own dick, the friction of his
boxers starting to burn a little, and he roughly rubbed his ass harder against
the demon’s need, enjoying the way the other bucked up against him.
Bet real
Uchiha’s don’t want to ask other men to fuck them like whores, do they father? Sasuke
thought nastily, his breath becoming ragged.
He mewled
when that quicksilver hand of his partner’s slipped beneath his boxers to hold
him properly, pumping him quickly, while squeezing in all the right places.
Sasuke bucked up and pressed down quickly, enjoying the near penetration the
action gave him.
“Naruto…
Harder…” Sasuke breathed into the lips that moved so delicately against his
own. Their bodies desperately fucked, but their mouth made sweet gentle love,
and the drastic difference made Sasuke sweat, moan and tremble fiercely. He
tangled one hand in that golden hair, the other still trapped by golden fingers
as they both stroked his throbbing desire.
Itachi
would never grind down on another’s cock and love it, would he? Sasuke felt
deep building satisfaction swell inside him as they rolled and moved together.
He was so close, he could feel the coil in his gut squeezing painfully
pleasant, and his movements no longer followed any rhythm as he practically
gave his demon a lap dance while trying to thrust up into the binding warmth of
joined hands.
“N..Naruto…
so cl—close…”
“Cum for
me, Sasuke…” a soft nip to his lower lip and a smooth swipe of a tongue as it
teased his trembling skin. “… let me make you forget, Sasuke. Forget
everything, but me.”
Sasuke
liked that idea.
He
screamed, back arching, toes curling, tongue resting in another’s open mouth as
he finally burst and felt the hot liquid of his release fill his pants and
spill over his fingers as well as those of the blonde.
Lips
floundered to his own softly resuming their kiss with a flick to the roof of
his mouth as two hands grabbed his hips harshly and pressed him down onto the
bulge below. The hands picked up a motion that forced him to roll his hips and
he felt his backside part further over the intrusion.
Sasuke
panted and gasped in the aftershocks as the other used his tired body for his
own release, and when the body grew taunt and lips parted to hiss his name in
the odd way that made it sound like a sin and prayer, Sasuke trembled and
smiled, pulling closer and hiding his face in the crook of that neck.
The sun was
almost gone now, behind the horizon, the last glimpses of sunlight caught on
that beautiful, familiar stone around his demon’s neck, and Sasuke found
himself wanting to pet it. He refrained but just barely.
“…would you
like me to take you home?” The demon asked, and Sasuke felt a strong ache in
his chest. A longing he’d never quite known before filled him, and he almost
said yes, but a sharp cry from below made him pause and the cold heaviness of
reality settled into his bones.
“Sasuke!
Hey, Uchiha where the fuck are ya man?” Kiba was worried.
Sasuke
sighed and stood up, fixing his pants, his eyes cold as he turned to leave the
building. He smirked not meeting his demon’s eyes as he passed. The idiot
really had made him numb. It was pleasing.
“…” The
demon’s stare was scalding as he passed, and Sasuke was aware that he had yet
to give his answer.
He paused
in the doorway to the roof, and looked down the dark stairs, so much like the
ones that lead to his attic. “I don’t have a home.”
An odd purr
followed him down the stairs, and Sasuke couldn’t help but feel that maybe it
wasn’t a purr at all.
Maybe it was a growl.
“… and
afterwards… I will bring you home.”
Sasuke
shivered.
Now that, was what he wanted, but never dared ask
for.
Uchiha’s
don’t need homes…
The weight was back.
(Ending Theme: “Numb” by Linken Park)
i’m tired of being what you want me to be
feeling so faithless
lost under the surface
i don’t know what you’re expecting of me
put under the pressure
of walking in your shoes
[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]
every step that i take is another mistake to you
*i’ve
become so numb
i can’t feel you there
become so tired
so much more aware
i’m becoming this
all i want to do
is be more like me
and be less like you
can’t you see that you’re smothering me
holding too tightly
afraid to lose control
cause everything that you thought I would be
has fallen apart right in front of you
cause everything that you thought I would be
has fallen apart right in front of you
[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]
every step that i take is another mistake to you
[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]
and every second i waste is more than i can take
*Chorus
but i know
i might end up failing too
but i know
you were just like me
with someone disappointed in you
*Chorus
A.N. Yeah I
know cliched, but what can one do. This is a middle chapter, the next two just
progress in explaining Sasuke’s morbid hate for his family, and Naruto’s desire
to win him with sex ^-^ Hope you like, please leave a review and I’ll post
chapter three as soon as I can.
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