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Disillusion	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 18993 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
- 1-Chapter Zero
- 2-Chapter One
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A/N:
I’ve began writing this chapter before I even considered posting the first one, so I honestly have no idea what the response is going to be like. Good, bad, or in-between, I hope at least some of you guys enjoyed it. I’m definitely enjoying writing it!
And so, I’ll leave you to it.
D i s i l l u s i o n
Chapter One
“I-” Sasuke closed his eyes. “I was going to go train,” he said at last, with a modicum of hesitation.
Naruko was rigid, absolutely still, and the way her face twisted and turned anyone could tell she was having an internal battle. But it seemed that one side won out, as a calm and calculating smirk slowly curled her lips.
“Yeah…” she whispered. “Sorry, Sasuke, but you’re not going anywhere.”
Gently, and with a look of pure lust in her eyes, Naruko slid into his lap.
July 25th - 13AM
Her warmth was intoxicating. That icy coating that had encased his heart for so long always showed signs of cracking whenever she was close. Yet never before had they been as close as they were right now.
She rested in his lap, his hard and stiff member pressing and throbbing eagerly against her thigh.
“Naruko…” he whispered.
The young blonde cupped a hand underneath his chin, lifting his head up.
“Yeah?” she said, pigtails framing her soft face.
Her eyes, normally big and bright blue, were half-lidded now, and now a darker, lustful tint. To Sasuke, who knew her better than anyone else, it was equally unnerving and arousing to see.
He gazed at her, and she gazed back. His heart thumped in his chest—was hers going just as fast? His was roaring in his ears.
“I’m positive that this is not a good idea,” he breathed, trying to rationalize the situation that they had found themselves in.
Naruko batted her eyes at him.
“What do you mean?” she asked, her voice soft and gentle like the clouds.
“This isn’t the sort of thing we can just do and pretend as if it never happened,” Sasuke told her.
“Who said I wanted to pretend as if it didn’t happen?” She tilted her head to the side thoughtfully. “Just shut up, Sasuke.”
Naruko leaned down and kissed him. It was gentle, chaste, warm. He was shocked to the point of keeping his eyes open during it, and it was unreal just how close she was to him.
“Let it happen,” the blonde purred, pressing her hands into his chest and pushing him down onto his back. He looked up at her, transfixed as she pulled her shirt over her head. A simple clasp was all that separated his gaze from those lovely tits, and she was more than happy to rid herself of the white bra.
When it was gone, Sasuke couldn’t help but lick his lips as he stared at them.
Smiling, she took one of his hands, dragging it up her stomach until allowing it to grasp at her tit. Warm, supple flesh—warmer than he thought a pair of tits felt like. Then again, they were right against her body. They were soft, and he couldn’t help himself, he squeezed them between his fingers and relished in the intoxicating feeling.
“Naruko,” he muttered. “This is not a good idea.”
It was remarkable that, with his cock pressing into thigh and one of her gorgeous tits resting in his hand, Sasuke still had the willpower to protest against this. It must have been an Uchiha thing, or so Naruko though.
He opened his mouth to say something else, but she pressed a finger against his lips.
“Sasuke…” she said, gyrating her hips ever so gently against him, rubbing his cock against her warm flesh. It throbbed, and twitched, and she licked her lips as she felt it pulsate against her. “I’m on birth control to help with my periods,” Naruko murmured. “And if I do get pregnant, well, I guess you’re already a third of the way there to your goal. I know you find me hot, and believe me, it was hard not to jump your bones all these years. Can’t we just stop fucking around and finally just fuck , Sasuke? There’s nothing bad that can come from this.”
She leaned down, and kissed him once again. Seducing him with sweet words and sweeter lips, not that it wasn’t just token reservations that prevented him from jumping in with both feet.
"Just let it happen,” Naruko said.
Sasuke stared up at her, his dark eyes shimmering slightly. For a moment, they sat in silence, her still on top of him; his heart thumped in his ears, his cock throbbed involuntarily. His hand was still on her breast, the other laying limp at his side.
There came a time in every man’s life when he would think the two most beautiful words in existence.
Fuck it.
He swallowed, and made eye contact with her.
Slowly, he nodded.
A big, dopey grin took over her face—lifting her hips up slightly, Sasuke watched as she lowered her shorts and panties down in one go.
Seeing her pussy was something else; it was pink and puffy, beautiful looking, really. Even at a glance, it was obviously achingly wet, and as she grasped the base of his member, Sasuke couldn’t help but moan as his cock was directed into that tight little hole.
It was a sensation unlike anything he could have imagined. All wet and hot, tight as tight could be. He bit his lip as Naruko grimaced, her face screwing up in pleasure and smidges of pain as she lowered her hips down against him.
Naruko moaned as she took all of him fully, quite comfortably inside of her. And that was not knocking his size, which was ample—it was more so her incredible wetness, the perfect lubricant that allowed his cock to nestle perfectly inside of her. She wiggled her hips, groaning and moaning as she felt him throb and twitch deep inside of her core.
“Holy fuck,” she swore. “That feels- mmm.” Naruko closed her eyes, throwing her head back, hands on his chest as she rocked her hips back and forth. “That feels fucking amazing.”
“You think so?” he asked, pleasure making his mind go haywire. The sensations, the feel of it, the knowledge that he was actually inside of her; it was a wondrous thing.
“Mmm… yeah, I really do,” she moaned. Leaning down, she kissed him once again. “Thrust up into me,” Naruko breathed, voice cracking ever so slightly.
He bit his lip. Locking his arms around her slim waist, Sasuke proceeded to just exactly that—thrust up into her. It was awkward, a motion he was quite unused to doing, but it seemed to have the desired effect.
Suddenly he thrust up at just the wrong angle, and his cock slipped out. He’d almost gotten accustomed to that unique hot wetness of her pussy, and it was quite the surprise when he felt the cool air brushing against his member.
Naruko giggled cutely, her face flushed. “Whoopsie,” she said, reaching down and grabbing the base of it, angling it so that her dripping wet slit was lined up just right with it.
With a groan, she sunk herself back down onto it, and began to bounce up and down atop of him. A smooth rhythm that leave Sasuke reeling, his toes curled, his body going wild with pleasure.
She kept at it, grinning fiercely, her eyes sparkling like gems. Her body—shapely and buxom, the kind that would make any man drool—pressed against his, her ass firmly pressed against his thighs every time he bottomed out inside of her. Sasuke could feel her squeezing and pulsing around him.
His moans grew hoarse, and despite her inexperience, Naruko could only assume, correctly, that he was getting close.
She was getting there… but a hand of her own, slipped between her legs and fingers curved to give her clit a little love was more than enough to help her along.
Naruko bit her lip, lest she moan loud enough that the whole damn village could hear it. That pressure in her gut built and built, and every time he penetrated oh so deeply inside of her it only welled up further. She was on the brink, but she was determined to get him off as well, and so she held herself back with brute force alone.
But it wasn’t just force of will that would help her, for she gripped his shoulders tightly enough to leave red prints on his pale skin, and began to bounce up and down on top of him with a new fervor. There was enough passion and lust in her movements to satisfy ten men, let alone Sasuke who had never experienced anything like this before.
Thanking God that she was on birth control, for he had no intention of leaving the confines of her tightness, Sasuke closed his eyes and let loose.
She rocked her hips against him, milking every last drop of his seed, her greedy pussy taking it all and then some. Moaning, her fingers still working hard between her legs, his cock still deliciously hard and penetrating at just the right angle, Naruko freed herself from her restraints.
On top of him she came , hard and powerfully, shaking and shivering. She clamped up, holding Sasuke down and clinging to him for dear life.
It was glorious, intense and potent. Naruko bit her lip, feeling the power of the orgasm from the bottoms of her soles to the roots of her hair. When she came down, and that took a good while, she went limp against him, her ample chest heaving with every breath she took.
They sat there for a moment, basking in the afterglow. Sasuke felt it in his bones—even having been on the bottom, with less work to do, he was still exhausted. His orgasm had been massive, and he knew that he’d well and truly filled her up with as much cum as he could manage.
He blinked. “Huh,” he said, after a moment, looking down at her; she had her head pressed against his chest, her eyes closed.
Naruko raised her head, looking at him curiously.
“You just finished giving me the experience of a lifetime and all you have to say is ‘huh’?” she said, smiling slightly.
Sasuke exhaled. “I’ve got to admit,” he told her. “If I’d known sex was that pleasant beforehand I might not have abstained for so long.”
A finger circled on his chest. “Good thing you won’t have to abstain again,” Naruko said in a sing-song tone. “Not if I have anything to do about it!” She laughed, and then rested her head back against him. “Mind if I… lay here for a bit?”
He smiled. “Go ahead,” Sasuke breathed.
They laid there, cocooned in each other’s arms, bathing in the sweet sensations that had come with their releases. Sasuke stared at her, he stared and stared, and he thought-
Maybe this clan rebuilding thing won’t be too bad.
She was in the shower. He could see the steam seeping under the door, he could still feel where she had kissed him on the cheek before grabbing a towel and dipping into the bathroom. Sasuke sat on the bed, still nude, and still desperately trying to wrap his thoughts around what had just happened.
He rubbed his temples with the points of his fingers.
The room still smelled of their deeds—hell, his cock was still slathered in her fine juices. It was a lot to take it, it was a lot to process, and honestly, Sasuke wasn’t really sure what he was going to say to her when she came out of that bathroom and they had to interact.
Sure, he’d had his distant thoughts. A loose confederation of images that might have pointed toward somewhat of an attraction to her, but she wasn’t the only woman he’d ever been attracted to. He wasn’t very good with friendships or relationships to begin with, and he’d never gone sifting through the depths of his mind who he had feelings for, who had feelings for him, who was just a friend and who was more. Until he had come back to the village none of that had even begun to occur to him, not even a little bit. And since then, three years ago, he’d eat, slept, and trained; not much room for romance there.
But now, with the impending doom of his clan on his mind, Sasuke was going to have to do a lot more thinking. Because Naruko had made it clear that getting her pregnant was a last resort, and even if they would have to resort to that, he would still have to impregnate at least one other girl unless they counted upon fate and fortune giving them a pair of twins.
It was a lot to think about.
One thing at a time , he thought, listening carefully as the shower water began to peter and then stop. One thing at a time.
He had two years to worry about his family—for right now, he would prioritize making sure the one bond he’d always had wasn’t in danger.
When she came out, a towel was wrapped flimsily around her waist. Her hair, wet and glistening, framed her face—it was one of the rare times he saw her without her pigtails. It really went to show just how long her hair was, for it went all the way down to her hips when it wasn’t secured by anything.
She smiled at him, big blue eyes aglow; her skin was a gentle pink, and the amount of steam told him that she’d definitely cranked the temperature up on the shower. Not that he minded—her body being all flushed reminded him of what they had been doing not too long ago, and it was with great difficulty and the biting of his cheek that Sasuke kept his equipment in check.
“Naruko…” he said.
“Yes?” she asked, folding her arms underneath her bosom, her towel dangerously close to slipping loose.
His mouth went dry—he’d spent so much time taking in her natural beauty that he’d almost forgotten that, well, he had a near perfect set of tits right in front of his face.
She grinned fiendishly. Sure, she could have just wrapped the towel around her entire body… but where was the fun in that?
“My eyes are up here,” she said teasingly.
“Oh fuck off,” Sasuke swore. He glowered at her.
Naruko smirked. “Well, if you get to stare at my tits, then at least let me get a look at that beautiful cock,” she said.
He bit his lip. “Before you keep talking like that… we need to have a talk,” Sasuke said.
He chose his words carefully, wary of fucking up one of the only good things in his life.
“Are you going to try and make things awkward now, Sasuke?” she asked.
“There’s a difference between making things awkward and not just ignoring what just happened between us,” he said. “Naruko, we-”
“We fucked ,” she completed for him. “Yeah, we did. And it was great. Are we going to do it again? You’re god damn right we are. So why get into the nitty gritty details and potentially ruin this?” Naruko put a hand on her hip, big blue eyes piercing him. “So just… stop.”
“Naruko-”
“Stop, Sasuke,” she said, and at last, he did. “What exactly do you need to say to me that’s so important?” Naruko ventured, after a moment of tense silence.
He avoided her gaze; this was a conversation he could never have imagined himself having, and yet, with what had happened, there was no avoiding it now.
“I’m not ready to be in a relationship right now,” he told her. “I don’t want you to get an impression that I am, because really, I’m not.” Sasuke closed his eyes. “To be totally honest… I’m barely capable of keeping my own shit together on a day-to-day basis.”
She didn’t say anything at first, merely continuing to stare at him.
Sasuke opened his eyes. His face, ordinarily sculpted out of marble, showed more emotion than he had in ages—was this what sex did to him? Or, more accurately, was this simply a conversation long in the making?
As the silence dragged on, Sasuke elected to continue.
“I don’t want to trap you in a relationship with someone who can’t be trusted to give you what you deserve.”
Naruko sighed; she lowered her head, blonde hair falling in her eyes.
“And what do I deserve, Sasuke?” she asked.
He looked to the left, avoidant of her all-too-piercing gaze once again. He stared out of the window for a moment, watching as the clouds lazily flowed across the sky.
“You deserve…” he started, then stopped.
Sasuke glanced back at her for a moment.
“You deserve someone who can love you unconditionally,” Sasuke said at last. “Someone who can make you happy without any caveats.” He paused. “I don’t think I can do that—if I’m going to be truthful, I’m not sure if I’ll ever able to do that, Naruko.”
She stood there, legs spread shoulder width, towel still draped around her waist. The red flush of her skin was gradually, gently fading, warm supple flesh returning to its natural tanned hue.
Naruko chewed the inside of her cheek as she stared at him—she blinked rapidly, eye lashes slightly damp.
Sasuke looked back at her, and they made eye contact.
“If that’s what you want,” Naruko said.
“I-” He stopped himself. “Yeah,” Sasuke murmured.
After a moment, a smile began to overtake her gentle features—before long, it was once again her trademark ear-to-ear grin.
“Don’t think this means that we’re not going to continue our little arrangement though~” Naruko said, a teasing little minx to the extreme. “I certainly don’t mind being friends with benefits… do you..?”
He opened his mouth to say something, probably something extremely fucking stupid that would restrict his access to her gorgeous body. But thankfully, Naruko took the helms. She walked toward him, hips swaying from side to side, breasts bouncing gently—it was such a lovely sight, still so fresh and new to him that it practically stole the air from his lungs.
She grinned cheekily, running a hand through her hair—she threw it in front of her face, allowing it to hang low, splashing him with drops of water. Twisting her fingers through the silky smooth locks, she twisted it up and into a messy bun, holding it in place with a senbon needle she swiped from his equipment laid out across his wardrobe.
“Naruko,” he said. “That’s not what I meant.”
“I know,” she said.
“You should take the time to think it over,” Sasuke murmured. “I- something no strings attached, well, I wouldn’t say no to it. But I want you to be sure that it’s something you’re okay with.”
“I am sure. And that’s not going to change just because I think it over.”
“You don’t know that,” he insisted.
“But I do.”
“N aruko.”
She sighed. “Fine,” she said. “But only because I’m going to be leaving for a mission later today anyway.” The young, buxom blonde placed a hand on her hip, looking at him with an expression of slight annoyance. “I’ll be gone for two, three days and I’ll ‘think it over’. After that are you going to object if I still want to jump your bones?”
Sasuke couldn’t help but shake his head. “I suppose not,” he said.
“Can I steal a kiss at least?” she asked.
Even as the words left her lips she was already advancing on him; Sasuke honestly wasn’t sure what his answer would be, but he shuddered to think about what would happen if he said no . People in general didn’t say no to Naruko when she had a look in her eyes as she did now—it just wasn’t possible. When she was in a certain mood, she got what she wanted, period .
“Sure,” he said. It wasn’t that he minded—kissing her was definitely pleasant. It was just the worry on his mind, that she would almost certainly regret trying to engage in something casual with him.
She pushed him onto his back, straddling him without any precursor. The thin towel was all that separated their lower halves from each other, but nothing stopped Naruko’s warm and supple breasts from pressing into his chest. She kissed him, deeply, and ground her hips gently against him, moaning as she felt that bulge slowly rise.
Naruko leaned back, her grin twinkling in the light just as the senbon in her hair did.
“You sure I can’t take a quick ride before I leave on my mission?” she asked, still rocking her hips back and forth.
He bit his lip. “You’re pushing it as is,” he said weakly.
“You’re such a spoil sport,” Naruko murmured, slowly crawling up and off of him.
Sasuke breathed a sigh of relief.
And then she found herself nestled very comfortably in between his legs—Sasuke stared at her, his cock making a shadow over her face.
She licked her lips, wrapping her hands around the base of his member. Making eye contact the whole time, she circled her tongue around the head of it, Sasuke moaning at the sensation.
Fortunately for him, she didn’t press it past that, merely standing back up and fixing her towel.
“Three days,” Naruko said. “Two if I can help it. Then that cock is mine—you got that, Sasuke?”
He shook his head, and motioned for her to leave. “Go ahead and get ready for your mission,” he said. “Knowing you, you probably should have left already, and you put it off just to spend time with me.”
Naruko grinned cheekily. “You know me so well,” she said, bending down and grabbing her bundle of clothes that had been haphazardly tossed onto the ground.
He watched her dress, dark eyes soft. With ease, she yanked up her panties, snapped back on her bra, and threw her shorts and shirt back on. Hair still up in a bun, Naruko turned toward him, smiling brightly—she looked no worse for wear. If anything she looked better, skin aglow, her grin a tad more lively than normal, if that were even possible.
“I’ll see you around?” Naruko asked.
Sasuke sighed. “Of course,” he said.
“Good!” She grinned from ear-to-ear. “Don’t go and have a mental breakdown without me around, Sasuke.”
“I’ll try not to.”
Though she looked reluctant to leave, she really had been putting off departing on her mission. Besides—the sooner she left, the faster she’d get back; at least that was what she told herself as she inched for the door to his bedroom.
“Bye,” she said softly. Naruko dipped out of the door before he could respond, unsure if she could bring herself to leave if she waited a second longer.
July 26th - 13AM
He frowned as he sifted through the few bits of mail that he got.
Sasuke wasn’t one to receive postcards or pleasant letters from people—when it came to him, all he got was fucking bills in the mail. The Uchiha had been penny pinching even before they’d been exterminated, and Sasuke fared no better; now that he was an adult, he relied on his income from missions, and though he could make a good living with his skill, it didn’t mean he was excited to see those bills pile up on his table.
Water, electricity, rent. He had the money to pay it, but no man liked seeing his bank account be a good percentage less than what it’d been only a few short days ago.
The young Uchiha sighed, sitting down at the table.
It was strange, he thought. The pressure of his clan was on him as it always was, and yet, there was a certain detachment—two years still remained before the deadline. It was imminent, and yet, he had time.
He knew that Naruko could still back out of their arrangement; if anything, she probably would. Yet, having that slight reassurance that he might have an ally in restoring his clan made the world seem much more stable. At least it made it feel as if it wasn’t crashing down around him anymore.
Sasuke tried to formulate a basic plan for what he was going to do with the free time that he had in between missions.
Who was he going to court? Who was he going to impregnate?
A civilian wouldn’t do—he wanted his children to have the Sharingan , and the best way to ensure that was to make sure that their mother had the ability to use chakra, and preferably be a proficient kunoichi at that. Unfortunately, proficient kunoichi his age weren’t exactly a dime a dozen, which left…
More or less the group of people that he had graduated with, give or take a year.
Sakura, Ino, that girl who was Rock Lee’s teammate. Someone else he was pretty sure that he was forgetting, maybe. White eyes was all he could remember, a cousin of Hyuga Neji or something of the sort.
Sasuke rubbed his forehead.
It wasn’t exactly the list of surrogates he’d had in mind. In his mind, he could have waited another twenty years for technology to advance and obtain the ability to clone his sperm without every having to lay a finger on a woman. Now he actually had to go and impregnate not one but two .
“Goddamn it,” he swore aloud, hanging his head.
Maybe he ought to just focus on the bills; that, at least, was a problem he could solve relatively easily.
July 27th - 13AM
He felt her chakra before she was even in the village.
It was so attuned to him, humming vibrantly, bright and sickeningly bubbly. He felt her rush across town, stopping by the Hokage tower presumably to turn in her mission, and then at her own apartment for a brief spell. Maybe to shower and to change, he honestly had no idea.
He was training, or at least trying to train. For the most part, he was simply cycling through the same sequences of hand seals over and over, putting his fingers to his lips and yet not summoning the chakra to cast the jutsu.
Sasuke could feel her barreling toward him at high speed, and as she came sprinting out into the clearing-
He turned toward her.
“Well?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Naruko panted and sighed, breathless. “I wanted to make myself presentable before I talked to you, but damn it, look at me,” she said, pulling at her already sweat-soaked shirt.
“Did you run all the way here from your apartment..?” he questioned, taking a step toward her.
The blonde nodded, rubbing her forehead with the back of her palm.
“That’s at least five kilometers. Flat out sprinting,” Sasuke said.
“You’re just stating the obvious.” She smiled. “Anyway~”
“ Naruko ,” he said.
“What?”
He sighed. “Did you… decide? On how you wanted to go forward?”
She smiled at him.
“Yeah,” Naruko said. “I did.”
He stared at her and she stared back—for a moment, there was silence, and his heart was roaring in his ears all over again, and as always, he feared the worst.
Then he blinked, and that was all it took for her to vanish.
When she appeared in front of him, he had no time to react. She leaned up on the tips of her toes and kissed him, throwing her arms around him.
Sasuke’s eyes opened in surprise. But he didn’t pull away.
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