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After Dinner	By : jgbradley Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 3278 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, or any of the characters from Naruto. They are the sole property of Masashi Kishimoto and I do not profit from the writing of this fiction.

Chapter List
- 1-After Dinner
- 2-Flashbacks and Fingers
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Sasuke looked beautiful, they both did, lying next to each other. Sakura is fast asleep, but he is only resting. You know him so well you can tell by his breathing. He looks up at you, one eye opened and peeking to see what you're doing. You reach over Sakura and trail a finger over that slim hipbone you love so much. It fits perfectly in your hand when you're behind him. Sometimes, there will be bruises in the shape of you, where you held on too tight, squeezed too hard. Whether it be from rage, or passion, or hot urgent need. Because in this bed, there was much more than love.
Arguments had sarted here and arguments had ended here. It was always going to be a competition with Sasuke, and yet, it was never a competition anymore. You just loved him now, with everything you had, just as you had loved Sakura before that. But having both of them? That was the way things were supposed to be. It had dawned on you the first time you ever slept with her. You can't have one without the other. When you proposed the idea to her, you were both shocked and unsurprised when she told you she felt the same. Ha, who would have guessed that you'd sleep with her first, that she'd give herself to you when she always said she was saving herself for him? But really, you both wanted him. And here he was, staring into your eyes with a smoldering desire while you traced the lines of his flawless muscles hiding underneath pale skin.
He looked at you like he wanted to fight you, fuck you, love you. It made your cock jump. You had to turn your face away. You turned towards Sakura's sleeping figure, chest rising and falling gently as she dreamed of things you'd never know. Who were you kidding, she was dreaming about your dick, of course. You smile to yourself, such a cocky asshole. And somehow you always thought Sasuke had been the arrogant one. Orochimaru had humbled him, coming home and being despised had made him modest. At the same time you had become powerful and respectable, it made you self assured. You remember the childhood you lived, of course. The villagers who treated you like scum, the ones you wanted to prove yourself to, the ones you would now die to protect. But none more important than these two. You wanted to prove yourself to them all of the time, you would go to hell and back to keep them safe. And you had.
Over and over the three of you had been through rough shit together. You still remember this beautiful girl sleeping next to you lying in a hospital bed. She still carries proof of the wound that left her nearly dead. A long, twisting scar on her back from an enemy's katana. Sasuke got behind him and ripped him off of Sakura at the last minute, he missed her vital organs by an inch, not able to get the blade in deep enough to kill her. But in pulling him off his blade had cut upwards and through a lot of the muscle tissue. Damn, did she bleed. Sasuke killed the man with the sword in a frenzied rage, his eyes ablaze with the same vengeance he had once sought for his brother, now avenging his wounded kunoichi who hadn't been able to turn around quite fast enough. That was the first time you had had to resort to envoking the Kyuubi's chakra for a long time. But seeing Sasuke bent over Sakura's lifeless figure, knowing he had to care for her while ten or more foes still closed in on your position forced you to let the power rip through you. You felt the claws grow, the fangs sharpen and the whisker scars split your face. God it hurt, that transformation, but it was freeing and empowering and intoxicating. In the end, you killed every motherfucker that came within twenty yards of them, giving Sasuke enough time to wrap her up and stop some of the bleeding. He saved Sakura's life that day. Still, she lay unconcious in a hospital bed for a week, kept under anesthesia to ensure she wouldn't move around and open up the wound again.
You still remember finding Sasuke in bed with her the morning after you'd first brought her in, eyes swollen from crying, salty tears dried on his face. You hadn't cried, you had ripped apart your former apartment. Torn the furniture to shreds, letting Kyuubi's chakra rush through you again as a vent for all of your rage, pain, and fear. Mostly fear. The doctors said she was going to be okay, that you and Sasuke had saved her life. But you knew better than to expect her to live, expectations are the source of all disappointment. You once knew an injured ninja who left the hospital completely healed and died the next day of a blood clot caused by the injury and not discovered by the hospital staff. You were terrified that Sakura, the woman that held half of your heart, was going to die.
Ha, you left some bruises on Sasuke that night for certain. When you walked into that hospital room and he woke up, you just looked at each other, knowing, went back to your place, and fucked on the floor amongst all the loose couch stuffing and splintered wood. You fucked his mouth, you fucked his ass, you dug your claws into those gorgeous hips and buried your teeth in the sensitive spot at the base of his neck and you plowed him into the hardwood flooring. You know it was rough, you still feel bad about it sometimes. But he needed the pain to physically manifest all the pain he was feeling and you needed to exhaust yourself so that you simply couldn't feel anymore. It wasn't until it was over and you collapsed panting next time him, physically spent, that you started to cry. Silent tears and shaking sobs racked your body as you thought about the fact that she should have been there. She should have been between the two of you, collapsed in exhaustion and pleasure, but she wasn't, she was in the god damn fucking hospital because you let one man with a katana slip through your defenses. Fuck.
Sasuke didn't say a word, he just sat up, scooched over, and wrapped you in his arms. He may have cried too, you didn't look. Physically and emotionally drained, you had fallen asleep in his arms.
How crazy it was, to think all that had happened a year and a half ago. After you destroyed your apartment you decided to get this one. You could afford it with the promotion to Anbu after all, you had just been too lazy to move your stuff. After you wrecked everything, you just bought new stuff and had it delivered to a new address. Problem solved. You invested in a larger bed, the one you lay on now. With the girl you thought was dead and the man who held you through it. Sasuke looks at you inquisitively, he could tell you were far away for a moment. You just smile at him, you don't need to bring it up. You do want those fruit dumplings Sakura made though. You stroke her arm.
"Sakura-chan," you whisper. "Sakura-chan, wake up."
She opens an eye, and then closes it again.
"Ne, Sakura," Sasuke tries. She opens both eyes this time, blinking back sleep.
"What?" she mumbles.
"Dumplings," you say. She smiles. Her boys, you and Sasuke, both leaning over her face. She grabs ahold of the back of each of your heads and pulls you in for a three way kiss. These were the best, you didn't know if it was his tongue or hers or whose lips or who just bit you. It was one of the rare times that you truly felt like they were one in the same. Sasuke or Sakura, Sakura or Sasuke, it didn't matter, it was just a physical manifestation of the love you all shared as one.
You pull away and hop up, you were always the first one up after sex. You just had the most energy. Part of that was Kyuubi's ability to recover from anything more quickly than most, part of that was what some called a hyperactivity disorder. You feel like maybe you should shower, you have fluids dried uncomfortably in a few different places, but your stomach growls and you decide washing your hands will do until you've eaten.
You keep the blinds drawn in this apartment when Sakura and Sasuke come over. It doesn't do any of you any good to put them back on after they've come off. You all just walk around bare. You make your way to the kitchen and fish the dumplings out of the refrigerator.
"Sakura-chan, should I heat them up?" you call into the bedroom, where she and Sasuke are still making out.
"If you want to," she calls, sounding a little breathless.
You pop them in the microwave and check to see if you have any whipped cream to put on top. Sakura bought some and it's sitting on the top shelf. You smile, she thinks of everything,. You were the perfect team really. Sakura was the the intelligence, the one with a plan. You and Sasuke were hers to command on most missions, although you'd never admit it. And the two of you? You complimented each other perfectly. He was agility and you were strength, his speed and your power, his controlled reflexes and your uncontrollable onslaught.
You wait for the time to run out on the microwave and grab the bottle of whipped cream and head back to the bedroom. What you find is not entirely unpleasant. Sakura is writhing in pleasure with Sasuke's head between her legs. Soft, wet sucking noises and tiny, quiet gasps meet your ears. Were they supposed to get up and come get dessert? Yes, shit heads. Was this surpirse a little better? Absolutely. You put the dumplings down on the bureau, but decide to hold on to the whipped cream. That Sakura, she thinks of everything. You smirk.
"Ahem," you clear your throat and smirk down at them. Sakura opens her eyes and smiles up at you.
"Won't you join us Naruto?" Your dick is already growing at the sight. Your smirk widens into a full blown grin.
"I brought you dessert," you say holding up the whipped cream. This whole time Sasuke hasn't left Sakura unattended, but now he looks up and smirks at you.
"I've already got mine, thanks," he says. You walk over and smack his ass as hard as you dare. He looks up at you indignantly and you bite your lip. You love the silent challenge.
"Well, Sakura-chan and I feel left out," you say seductively. You sit down on the bed next to her head and show her the bottle. "Want some?"
She nods and you squirt some of the sweet cream into her mouth. She makes a show of eating it for you, knowing just how sexy she is. You lean down and kiss her, tasting her mouth and the whipped cream. You squirt some onto one of her breasts, she gasps at the cold and then sighs in pleasure as your warm tongue laps it off. You repeat this everywhere, her other breast, on her stomach, her collarbone. You kiss her every time there is whipped cream in your mouth. Sasuke has stopped, he is watching you. Sakura looks a little distraught at this but she is distracted by other things.
"Sure you don't want some, teme?" you tease.
Suddenly, he swipes the bottle from your hand. If he can take you by surprise he can be a lot faster than you, but you'll never tell him that.
"Yes please, Naruto, I'd love some," he says politely as he waves the bottle at you. You just watch as he sprays it along Sakura's slit and licks his lips. She's panting just watching him. He leans down and kisses the inside of one thigh, and then the other. She bucks off the bed, unable to control herself. He tosses the bottle onto the floor and leans back down to lap up some of the cream. And then some more, and then his tongue enters her and strokes the little ball of nerves that makes her cry out in agonizing pleasure. She closes her eyes and savors the feeling. Then it's gone again and she's looking at him.
"Do you want some dessert, Naruto?" he says to you. Just like that you're hard. He has whipped cream at the corner of his mouth. You lean over and lick it off. It tastes like sugar and Sasuke and Sakura and it makes your dick throb. You take a fistful of his hair, gripping too tightly maybe, but you mash your lips against his and force your tongue into his mouth. Sakura watches, you know it makes her wet, you know how good it will feel for her when she finally gets to be touched again. You break away from Sasuke and push his face back down to Sakura's pussy. He begins to lick her again, all too happy to comply, and she arches into him, moaning her approval. You reach a hand down and insert a finger into her entrance.
"Ah!" she cries out at the unexpected intrusion and grinds into your finger, silently begging for more. You move straight to three fingers and she groans. It's an uncomfortable angle for your wrist with Sasuke in the way, but the look on Sakura's face is worth it. Her need trumps your discomfort. And she's close to finished anyway judging by the way her fingers are twitching as she clutches her own breast and her eyebrows are drawing together tightly. You and Sasuke both know she's almost done. He buries his face in her heat and sucks as hard as he can. You pull all the way out and then shove back in, moving up to four fingers. You stroke the spot inside of her that makes her breathing irregular and her legs twitch. It feels too good, she can't handle it, she's going to cum. Sasuke laps her clit, gives it a few light flicks with his tongue, draws circles around it, presses down hard, and goes back to sucking on it. It drives her over the edge and she's convulsing and shouting and fuck it's so hot.
You use your now wet hand to coat your dick and get behind Sasuke and push your throbbing erection into him. He gives a strangled cry, half pain, half unexpected god-awfully needed friction against his prostate. You pull his hips up and reach around to grab his dick, stroking him as you would stroke yourself.
"Couldn't wait to get the lube?" he growls at you. You just smirk and lean down to take his neck in your teeth, making him groan.
You release your jaw and growl back, "You fucking love it." He turns to look back at you and his eyes are alight with passion. He thrusts his hips back to meet yours as an answer. He won't admit it out loud, but he won't stop you from what you're doing. You moan as he takes control, pushing himself back on your dick with such force you're almost worried he's going to hurt himself. But Sasuke is in control, and you know he won't. Sasuke is always in control. Even when you let him get on top and fuck you he never loses it, every thrust is calculated. There's nothing you love more than to drive him past the point of caring, making him feel so good that he actually lets go. It doesn't happen often, but it's well worth the effort when it does. When you see his eyes lose that tightness and he writhes and hollers beneath you, when he begs you to go harderfasterdeeper and clutches you like he needs you. When he screams. There is no better sound in the world than when Sasuke actually screams.
Thinking about it is driving you toward orgasm, but Sasuke hasn't cum yet. You pull out and flip him over, standing over him at the edge of the bed, facing each other. You spit in your hand and coat your penis before you thrust into him once more. His ass is so wonderfully tight, massaging you in all the right places. Angling your cock upward to continue hitting his spot, you begin to move faster. You lock eyes with him and move as one, both trying to reach that one moment of pure, unadulterated ecstasy. He touches himself and you watch with your bottom lip locked between your teeth.
"You're biting your lip," he grunts. "Sexy."
You lean forward and kiss him, suck his neck, nibble his collarbone. You can't hold yourself together much longer, but judging by the way he whimpers when you take his dick into your hand, he can't either.
"Shit...," you moan. "Fuck, Sasuke.... Sasuke." Suddenly he gasps and sputters and there's semen on both of your stomachs. "Thank god," you whisper, letting your own orgasm explode through your body. Your muscles clench and quiver, releasing your seed into your best friend's ass. You kiss him, hold your mouths together until you're both finished, then you pull out. Sakura is touching herself, has been the whole time, just watching the two of you. She's ready to take your dick now too. But that can't happen until you've had a shower, and some dumplings.
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