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Crossing Boundaries for You	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 12499 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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- 23
Author's note: Sorry for the delay, guys, this chapter was giving me more trouble than I expected.
Thanks to the following reviewer: Syzygy_Mackle
Warnings: lemon; some fluff; time skips
Thanks to Meehalla for helping me out with the gifts!
I hope you'll like it!
Chapter 22
"It's too bad that Sakura-san couldn't be here today," Iruka sighed, filling his glass with more iced tea.
"I asked, but she had a double shift," Naruto explained; the chair creaking softly as he settled into another position. He rubbed his back, silently cursing the way the wooden slats pressed uncomfortably against his spine.
As if summoned, Sasuke appeared next to him; his eyebrows furrowed in concern. "You need a pillow?"
Before the blond could respond, Sasuke continued decisively, "I'll go get one." He disappeared into Iruka's home as quickly as he had appeared next to Naruto just now.
"He's taking good care of you, huh?" Iruka chuckled; his brown eyes shining warmly. He pushed his plate with the remaining crumbs of his birthday cake to the side.
"He's fussy," Naruto grumbled, but a part of him was preening underneath Sasuke's attention. His hand drifted down to cup his belly, rubbing his thumb soothingly across the spot where the baby had just kicked him firmly. Their little boy was quite active since a few hours and Naruto figured he'd have to walk around for a bit if he wanted to lull his baby into sleep soon. He already had to get up three times in the past two hours to relieve his bladder because the tyke insisted on using it as a punching ball.
"Here." Sasuke guided Naruto forwards so that he could prop a dark blue, fluffy pillow behind his back and the chair. "Better?"
Naruto squirmed around a bit, as much as his rounded belly would allow him, and sighed in approval when he could lean back without feeling wood dig into his back. "Yeah, thanks."
Sasuke took his seat next to the blond again, accepting the glass Iruka refilled with the cold tea. The dark haired man had stepped away, deeper into the small garden their former sensei took care of, to accept a call. The eye roll and exasperation dripping off his face had clued Naruto in that the caller must have been someone from the office; most likely Suigetsu.
"How's work going, Sasuke-san?" Iruka inquired curiously.
"Can't really complain," the younger man answered and shrugged. "I've got a big project coming up, which should go smoothly unless Suigetsu fu- messes it up again."
As Iruka and Sasuke discussed the latter's work in more detail, Naruto's attention drifted towards the garden. The table they sat at was completely hidden in the shade of the house, for which Naruto was grateful. The pressing heat lingering in the air already had his skin itching and him plucking his shirt off his chest every once in a while. Being subjected to the full blast of the sun would probably drive him mad after a short while. He was lucky the white chocolate and strawberry cake he had prepared for Iruka's birthday hadn't melted on its short trips into and from the car to the house.
He had had two classes this morning, so he had to wait until the afternoon to celebrate Iruka's birthday with him. The older man didn't mind, having waved off his apologies, saying he was already more than happy that he had managed to find time.
As if Naruto would not celebrate his favourite teacher's birthday. Tch.
Sasuke had picked him up from his brother's house, seemingly determined to prevent Naruto from having to use public transport. Not that he had been looking forward to carrying the cake while being stuffed into a too hot bus together with others passengers like sardines in a can, but well … It felt strange to be brought everywhere with a car now instead of having to rely on busses or other public transport.
"… found a substitute, Naruto?"
Iruka's voice dragged him back into the conversation and he blinked, shaking his head with a sheepish smile. "Sorry, Iruka-sensei, can you repeat that?"
"Have you found a substitute yet?" Iruka repeated patiently, absentmindedly batting a fly away from the empty plate.
"Oh yeah, we're down to two possible substitutes," Naruto replied, crossing his ankles underneath the chair. "Jiraiya's going to make the final decision next week."
"An idea yet when you'll take up your leave?" Sasuke narrowed his eyes slightly, scowling lightly when the blond rolled his eyes.
"No idea yet; that's something I still need to discuss with Jiraiya," Naruto answered lightly, pressing his cold glass to his right and then to his left cheek, enjoying the sensation of shocking cold against his heated skin. "But it'll probably be a couple of weeks before my due date."
"Aer you sure you'll – "
"Did you figure out yet who the mysterious woman is Jiraiya-san is meeting up with?" Iruka inquired out of the blue, serenely cutting Sasuke off.
Throwing the older man a quick, grateful smile, Naruto said with a slight pout, "No, and he won't tell me either! It's been a couple of months already and he won't even give me as much as a hint!"
"Have you ever thought that perhaps nothing is going on and that's why you don't get any hints?" Sasuke snorted, supporting his head with his hand as he leant his elbow on the table.
Naruto doubted he had forgotten about the question he had wanted to ask, but Sasuke seemed content to follow this particular line of conversation for now. Jabbing his finger at the other man, Naruto puffed out his cheeks and huffed, "I know the old pervert, okay? Whoever this woman is, she's not just a regular acquaintance and I'm going to find out who she is eventually!"
"You're going to feel quite embarrassed if she does end up being just an acquaintance," Sasuke smirked.
As Naruto and Sasuke started bickering good-naturedly, their former teacher leant back in his chair, hiding a smile behind his dark blue glass.
Some things would never change, no matter how many years would pass.
Mikoto's birthday followed swiftly the week after Iruka's, but Naruto wasn't able to pop by to wish her a happy birthday. Not only had he been roped into a couple of teacher's meetings which he couldn't wiggle himself out of – that was what he got, he supposed, for skipping a couple of them earlier in the year – but Mikoto wouldn't be home either in the evening. By the time he would be able to leave these stupid meetings, she would already be on a plane together with Fugaku to celebrate her birthday several hundred miles elsewhere.
That didn't mean he hadn't bought a gift for her, though. He had managed to track down the only missing volume of a romance series she had been reading for the past three years. She had blushed the first time he had caught sight of one of the books peeking out of her handbag, waving it off as just a vague interest. A vague interest that led her to trying to collect all the volumes. She could finally stop the hunt, though, because Naruto had managed to get a hold on the one volume she had been fruitlessly searching for this past half year.
Sasuke, who would take some time off to visit his mother, would hand Naruto's present over to her. Naruto had pressed it into his hands right before Sasuke left the house a couple of days ago. The dark haired man had spent the whole Saturday afternoon at Itachi's house and Naruto was pretty sure that by the end of this year, both Uchiha brothers might not even need the two blonds as referees anymore. Sasuke was still a bit on his guard, but at least he wasn't glaring at his brother anymore and Itachi was making an effort as well. They were making progress. Slow, but steady progress.
His phone vibrating against his thigh had Naruto inconspicuously drawing the device out of his pocket, keeping it underneath the table to avoid catching the attention of Sasori, who was at the moment arguing at the front why he deserved more funds for his projects.
'Mother's over the moon with your present. You've set the bar high, usuratonkachi.'
He hid his grin behind his hand. 'Time to step up your game, bastard.'
'Oh you bet I will. You won't know what'll hit you.'
For some reason Naruto got the feeling Sasuke was talking about something completely different than presents and his cheeks warmed.
"You okay, Naruto-san?" Mei inquired softly; her long auburn hair – this time completely done up in a tight knot – glinting in the sunlight which streamed through the gaps in the curtains. Her light green eyes studied him curiously.
"Yeah, I'm fine," he murmured, shooting her a quick, reassuring smile. "Just a bit hot."
She nodded in understanding. "Just two more hours," she sighed and turned her attention back to her notepad, the first page of it already filled with several notes. Most likely her own comments on the budget she had received for theatre.
He hesitated for a couple of seconds longer, but then typed back, 'Looking forward to it.' and then, determined to pay attention to the meeting, shoved his phone back into his pocket.
In the end he remained more aware of the phone digging into his thigh than what was actually being said, but whatever. It wasn't as if anything discussed would affect his teaching.
He thought at least. Damn that bastard for being so distracting even through a goddamn text.
His check-up was … awkward. There was no other way to describe it.
As Sakura was cooing at the screen, Tsunade smiling indulgingly, Naruto did his best not to show how affected he was by seeing his son move his arms up and down. He felt the little nudges inside his stomach and then the firmer kicks when Tsunade pressed the transducer firmer down on his belly; clearly the baby didn't appreciate that.
Tsunade declared the baby completely healthy and Sakura started babbling about the nursery, ticking off what they still needed to buy or do to prepare for the baby's arrival.
It made something in Naruto clench tightly, knowing he couldn't bring up the same enthusiasm, not as long as Sakura was still together with Sasuke. Even then it would be difficult, considering he and Sasuke weren't living together. Would they live together? How would they arrange everything once the baby was born? He could hardly build a nursery in Itachi's and Deidara's home after all; their house was still only a temporary solution. He wasn't meant to settle there for the rest of his life.
Mechanically he wiped off the clear gel from his belly with the paper towels Tsunade offered him, doing his best to tune out Sakura's excited chatter.
"And perhaps I should - " Sakura cut herself off when something buzzed in her bag and she rummaged through it with an annoyed cluck of her tongue. Her excitement made way for a frown as she read whatever she had just been sent through. "I have to go to the hospital now; apparently Mari-san fell sick and they're several nurses short."
She pursed her lips, stuffing her pager into her bag, before plastering a smile on her face. "All right, sorry, but I have to go now."
Tsunade waved her hand. "I get it; go help them out."
The pink haired woman nodded and after briefly pecking Sasuke on his lips – and was it Naruto's hopeful imagination or did that kiss look rather forced? – she hurried out of the office, giving Naruto a distracted smile on her way out.
"Unless something happens in the meantime or you have any concerns, I'll see you back in this office in two months, Naruto," Tsunade announced, handing over the ultrasounds to Sasuke. "We'll take another look at the baby to make sure everything is still okay and then we'll schedule your C-section, okay?"
Wrinkling his nose, he didn't particularly like the thought of being cut open, but he also knew there was no other way, Naruto inclined his head in understanding. "Yeah, all right, baa-chan."
"All right, brat, I'll talk to you soon," the busty woman promised, squeezing his shoulder affectionately before guiding him and Sasuke outside.
"No luck with Sakura-chan so far?" Naruto asked softly once the door closed behind them.
Sasuke pressed his lips tightly together and shook his head; irritation slumbering in his eyes. "No, it's remarkable how busy the hospital has suddenly become," he replied snidely and they started making their way to his car. "But this can't last forever. She'll know the truth before our baby is born, I promise."
It was strange, Naruto mused as he lowered himself into the passenger's seat, how one person could feel both so guilty, yet elated at the same time.
Sasuke popped by the next evening to celebrate Itachi's birthday.
"Otouto," Itachi said surprised when Sasuke appeared in the living room after Deidara had let him inside. "What are you doing here?"
"Celebrating my brother's birthday; why else would I be here?" Sasuke cocked an eyebrow and rolled his eyes before joining Naruto on the couch. He made an aborted move as if to lean towards Naruto and kiss him but thought better of it and instead leant past the blond to place his present on the table.
"Oh." Itachi looked genuinely surprised for a moment before he shook it off and smirked, "I'm honoured that you took time out of your busy schedule to visit your older brother."
"I can always leave and take the present with me," Sasuke threatened, scowling.
The older Uchiha raised his hands placatingly. "Can't I be happy to have my little brother coming over for my birthday?" he asked rhetorically, but dropped the teasing in favour of the birthday cake Deidara carried inside.
He blinked at the sight of the two tier cake, covered in whipped cream with slices of strawberry and peach gleaming against the white background of the cream. "I know for a fact that you can't bake a cake to save your life," he told Deidara casually, not even flinching when the blond scowled and smacked his shoulder. "So did you buy this?"
"No, Naruto-kun made it this afternoon, un," Deidara explained, cutting the cake into several pieces after fending off Itachi's hand. "Looks great, doesn't it?" he continued cheerfully.
When dark eyes regarded him questioningly, Naruto shrugged, a bit self-conscious. "Wasn't that much work," he said lightly, accepting his own plate.
"Well, thanks," Itachi smiled, pulling Deidara next to him once the blond was finished giving everyone a piece of the birthday cake. "That reminds me, Sasuke: I'm surprised Haruno-san didn't accompany you here."
Sasuke pursed his lips and rolled his shoulders, wiggling a piece of his cake free with his fork. "She's been put on the nightshift for the upcoming week, so she left for the hospital an hour ago," he replied flatly and fortunately for the overall mood, Itachi decided not to pursue the topic of Sakura.
Once most of the cake had been demolished and the dirty dishes placed in the sink, it was time for the presents.
Deidara's gift seemed to be some sort of small notebook but when Itachi leaved through some pages he snorted and smirked; eyes dancing with dark mirth as he kissed Deidara's lips in thanks.
"I don't even want to know," Sasuke muttered darkly before practically shoving his gift into his brother's hands. It was wrapped in dark green paper and from the size and shape of it, it seemed to be some kind of book.
Naruto didn't catch the title of the book once Itachi had unwrapped it, but the older man appeared delighted with it as he browsed through it carefully.
"It's in Old Japanese," he remarked; his eyes flitting back and forth across some pages.
"They're not the original poems, of course, but I remembered you studying Old Japanese, so I figured you'd like these," Sasuke explained and looked away, as if embarrassed that he had remembered that particular detail about his brother.
Naruto raised an eyebrow, soundlessly repeating, "Old Japanese." Of course Itachi knew Old Japanese; why did that not surprise him?
Deidara grinned, pressing a chaste kiss on Itachi's cheek. "My little nerd," he said fondly, cackling when the other man huffed and pinched his thigh.
"You got me a gift?" Itachi asked bemused when Naruto handed over his own gift, which was a plain envelope.
"Of course I got you a gift," Naruto huffed, crossing his arms on top of his belly. "Would be rude not to, don't you think?"
The dark haired man blinked, cocking his head slightly to the left when he retrieved the paper from the envelope. "You're offering to paint a drawing of our choice in the nursery?" he read aloud.
"Oh, that's amazing, un!" Deidara exclaimed enthusiastically, snatching the paper out of Itachi's hand. "I've seen some of your drawings and they're incredible!"
Naruto's cheeks heated up and he hoped he didn't resemble a tomato right now. "I couldn't come up with anything that I could buy for you, so I figured this would be the next best thing," he offered as explanation and scratched his cheek bashfully, dropping his hand again to cup his stomach when the baby firmly kicked him.
"I like the present, Naruto-kun; it's thoughtful," Itachi reassured him. "Are you up for it, though? You still got a few months left before you're due."
Naruto shrugged; his thumb idly rubbing circles against the right side of his belly. "I'll probably need some time depending on what kind of drawing you want, but I'll be okay."
"You're not going to paint an entire wall while you're pregnant," Sasuke snapped, narrowing his eyes.
And here we go again. "Sasuke, it's not dangerous," Naruto repeated the by now old argument impatiently. "I'll leave the window open, wear even a damn mask and I'll take a break on time, okay?"
"Can't you just make the outline and let someone else do the actual painting?" Sasuke demanded, turning his body to give the blond man his full attention.
"Like who?" Naruto quirked an eyebrow, catching in the corner of his eye Deidara smirking.
"Itachi can do it!"
"No offense, un," Deidara drawled amused, "but while Itachi is a man of many talents, painting decently is not one of them."
"I'd feel offended if that wasn't true," Itachi said calmly.
"Then let me help," Sasuke said determinedly.
"It's just painting!"
"Exactly! So let me help!"
"Fine! But no complaining and listen to my instructions!" Naruto huffed, throwing up his hands in exasperation.
"I can do that." Sasuke nodded; his eyes glinting, satisfied that he had won the argument.
Itachi snorted derisively. "No, you can't. You're too stubborn for that."
That set off a big argument between the two brothers while the two blond men watched amused from the side-lines.
When Sasuke left late that evening, they shared a soft kiss in the hallway, hidden from sight from the older men, and Naruto felt something being pressed into his hand. Something thin and paper like.
"I'll talk to you later," Sasuke whispered and after stealing another kiss, he left; the door closing behind him softly.
When Naruto looked down, a lump formed in his throat when he saw what Sasuke had given him.
The ultrasounds of their baby.
"We'll be back by Sunday at the latest."
Deidara's reassurance lingered in the back of his mind and he twirled his pen between his fingers. It was Friday evening and he was alone in the house. Itachi and Deidara had left on a small trip; Deidara wanted to visit his parents before the baby was born and considering how his due date was slowly approaching, the couple had decided this weekend was the best opportunity.
They had seemed reluctant to leave Naruto on his own, but he had assured them he would be fine. It wasn't as if he hadn't lived on his own for years after all. He'd be fine for a few nights. He had met up with Gaara to share dinner, talking about Gaara's work and the baby. Now he was back in his room and …
Well, it did feel a bit weird to be completely on his own for the first time here. At this hour he would normally hear the television downstairs; sometimes he would even join the couple and watch whatever they were watching at the moment.
Now everything was silent; the summer air drifting languidly through the cracked open window as the slowly setting sun dyed the sky with orange, red and purple streaks.
"It's quiet," he murmured, staring out of the window. There was nobody on the street either, though in the distance his ears picked up the sound of children's laughter.
As if in response, his baby nudged him and he smiled, caressing his belly. Blue eyes drifted towards his phone, which laid innocuously on his desk; the screen glinting in the sunlight. His hand reached out and lingered right above the device as he pondered what he should do. Should he go for it? Maybe he couldn't come over.
He wouldn't know if he didn't ask.
His heart pounding loudly in his ears, he picked up his phone and selected the number from his list. The phone started to ring. Once. Twice.
"Naruto?"
Licking his lips – they felt suddenly dry – Naruto asked, "Hey Sasuke, do you have time?"
"Deidara-kun and Itachi said they'll be back by Sunday at the latest."
"They're taking a trip to visit Deidara-kun's parents before the baby's born."
"I'm alone for the night. Do you want to come over?"
This wouldn't be the usual visit. Not just a couple of hours of talking and sharing some kisses. No, it would be more than that. There was no misunderstanding what Naruto had meant with his request.
Sasuke knew that. Naruto saw that comprehension in the way dark eyes fixated themselves on him when he opened the door. He noticed it in the way hands lingered around his hips when Sasuke greeted him with a kiss. It was in the way the silence between them was charged with tension as Naruto guided Sasuke to his room; as if the dark haired man hadn't been there before.
Naruto could ask whether Sakura would ask questions. He didn't. Instead he stopped right next to his bed, looking down at their hands where his thumbs were rubbing softly across pale skin. Slowly he raised his eyes, taking in the way Sasuke was dressed. He was still wearing his shiny, black dress shoes and black slacks. His white shirt was as pristine as if he had just pulled it on, but he was no longer wearing a tie and the first two buttons were undone, revealing a glimpse of his flawless skin.
Dark eyes studied him with an intensity that felt searing against his skin and Naruto swallowed; his mouth as dry as the desert suddenly. "Do you want to?" he asked; his voice barely louder than a whisper.
A hand slipped out of his hold and came up to cup his left cheek; a thumb rubbing hypnotic circles over his cheekbone. "I want. You?"
He exhaled shakily, feeling like he would burst out of his skin any moment now. "Yeah," was all he could bring out; his eyes wide.
For a couple of tension loaded seconds nothing happened; both of them suspended in time as outside the sky darkened steadily, blanketing the room in shadows.
Sasuke stirred, his other hand cupping Naruto's right cheek, and he sealed their mouths together. Naruto steadied his trembling hands against strong shoulders and relaxed into the kiss, sighing when the tip of a tongue traced across his closed lips. He parted them and a shiver danced across his spine when their tongues touched. He tingled all over, little sparks dancing across his lips, and he didn't think he would ever get tired of kissing Sasuke, of feeling the way their bodies moulded together even with Naruto's belly pressing against Sasuke's own flat stomach.
They broke apart with a soft gasp, both of them breathing heavier, and their eyes remained locked together as they slowly started to divest each other from their clothes. Every piece of clothing drifted towards the floor like snowflakes, covering the carpet from view. Then they were completely naked.
Naruto's breath was stolen as he took in the sight waiting in front of him. His memories of those few nights together so many months ago didn't do Sasuke any justice. His skin bathed in the soft silver light of the moon; his dark eyes glowing luminously as if lit with a flame from within. His black hair glinted blueish and his mouth was slightly reddened.
"You're gorgeous," Naruto breathed out, reaching out with his hands helplessly, eager to feel that smooth skin, to feel supple muscles shifting underneath his fingertips.
Another memory flashed through his mind then, tainted with shame and the ugly sensation of feeling unwanted, of rejection. His hands balled into fists, his breathing quickening, and he didn't dare to look down, past Sasuke's stomach, afraid of what he would see.
Scared of what he wouldn't see.
"I know what I want now," Sasuke broke the silence, taking a step forwards. "It's not going to be like that again, Naruto."
"Yeah?" Naruto smiled weakly, but his eyes utterly refused to glance down; his cheeks pricking with heat.
Sasuke's sigh caressed his cheek and then his hand was suddenly snatched and pulled towards Sasuke, brought to …
His breath hitched and he flushed when his fingers closed around Sasuke's cock, which was decidedly hard and interested now. "Oh," he uttered dumbly, wetting his lips.
"Oh," Sasuke smirked, releasing Naruto's hand. "It's different this time, Naruto."
And oh, was it different this time.
They sank on the bed together, kissing each other more heated this time, more passion leaking through as their mouths opened and their tongues caressed each other. Their hands trailed across skin, swiping over shoulders and backs, caressing stomachs, thumbs turning pink nipples into pebbles.
A breathy moan escaped Naruto when hot lips trailed down his neck, sucking and biting softly, before they dipped even further down, past his collarbone, and closing around his left nipple. Teeth tugged carefully at the little nub and Naruto inhaled sharply, his back arching a bit as slight stinging pain and pure heady arousal clashed together. Fingers worried his other nipple between the pads and Naruto couldn't stop a mewl from escaping, flushing at the unexpected noise leaving his throat. His chest had become ridiculously sensitive and Sasuke seemed to take note of that; his dark eyes glinting as he smirked around the dark pink nipple.
"Shit," Naruto laughed breathlessly, letting his head fall back against his pillow. His own hands were moving restlessly up and down Sasuke's back before they voyaged towards the man's chest, pressing against hardened nipples briefly before they slipped further down, touching his stomach, muscles clenching and relaxing underneath his caress.
He didn't know how long they explored each other's body, how much time passed as their lips and hands mapped out skin, leaving paths of blazing heat behind. Sasuke kissed right underneath his ear and Naruto kissed his chest, dipping his tongue into Sasuke's bellybutton, before he slid up again and pressed their mouths together.
How many kisses did they share? He lost count. He was drowning in Sasuke's caresses, in the way fingers teased him, rubbed across his skin, awaking a fire inside of him he hadn't known he possessed.
Sasuke plucked the bottle of lubrication out of his hands before Naruto could even flick open the cap and blue eyes shot up, staring at him in surprise.
"Let me do it," Sasuke murmured throatily; his cheeks flushed pink and glowing.
Suddenly tongue-tied, Naruto nodded silently, opening his legs as Sasuke opened the bottle and squirted some of the clear liquid on his fingers. The small bit of self-consciousness which had started to grow was extinguished when Sasuke growled, his eyes flashing up when he took in the way Naruto was spread out underneath him.
The first finger was hesitant, Sasuke clearly uncertain how far he could go, what he should do to avoid hurting Naruto and the blond smiled softly, looping his arms around Sasuke's neck.
"Just slowly press it in," he murmured, his eyes becoming half lidded when Sasuke did as he was told. The digit slowly slipped inside, spreading the lube around his entrance a bit. "Just – just in and out. I'll tell you when I'm ready for more."
Sasuke nodded and keeping the pace slow, started slipping his finger in and out as his mouth sought out Naruto's again.
"Two now," Naruto breathed out a little while later into Sasuke's neck and smiled when the man shivered. His muscles tensed up automatically when two fingers breached him and Sasuke stiffened in response, halting the action.
Naruto shook his head, kissing Sasuke's collarbone. "I'm fine; just not used anymore to it. You can go on."
Sasuke eyed him warily, but slipped his fingers deeper inside. Maybe he had looked it up or it was just accidental, but he curled his fingers slightly inside Naruto, brushing his knuckles against his inner walls, stretching him carefully.
"Hm, keep doing that," Naruto sighed and found Sasuke's mouth again as slender fingers spread him slowly, dipping in deeper each time.
The third finger seemed to make Sasuke a bit more confident and once he got the go ahead, he started slipping in his fingers smoother and quicker. His fingertips brushed against Naruto's prostate and a broken moan left Naruto's mouth, swallowed up by Sasuke's swollen lips.
"You like that?" Sasuke breathed out against his chin and when Naruto nodded, he smiled and continued aiming for that spot, reducing Naruto into a shivering and moaning mess eventually.
"I'm – I'm ready," Naruto panted, sparks of pleasure racing through his body. His cock was leaking and it wouldn't take much for him to be send off the edge he was sure. Before that happened though, he wanted to feel Sasuke inside him.
Sasuke nodded and slathered his cock with more lubrication, coating it thoroughly in the clear, thick liquid. They shifted around until Naruto was lying on his right side with Sasuke spooning him. Naruto's belly limited the positions somewhat, but that didn't matter.
What mattered was Sasuke gripping his leg and holding it up slightly, allowing himself to slid between Naruto's cheeks. What mattered was Sasuke resting his cock against Naruto's stretched entrance, not yet pushing inside, but kissing Naruto softly on his shoulder, as he whispered, "You ready?"
Naruto nodded, pressing himself back against Sasuke as much as he could. "Go on," he croaked out and then he stopped breathing for a moment when Sasuke pressed into him, sinking deeper and deeper, filling him completely.
This position didn't allow for any fast or harsh thrusts, but that was fine. Sasuke started moving slowly once Naruto had adjusted himself to the intrusion, drawing back slowly before he slid forwards again. They settled into a slow rhythm and with every third thrust Sasuke brushed against that sweet spot inside of him, eliciting groans and soft moans from the pliant body in his arms. Their hands linked together against Naruto's chest, the sweat coating their bodies making it easier for them to move.
Pleasure began pooling steadily in Naruto's lower stomach until it spilt, coursing through his entire body, making his fingers and toes tingle. Their bodies rocked together and lips kissed his shoulder, black strands tickling the back of his neck.
Naruto didn't have any time to warn Sasuke before his back arched and he whimpered, "Sasuke!" before he was spilling onto the sheets, pleasure pulsing; white sparks filling the back of his closed eyelids.
His muscles clenched around Sasuke and the older man groaned, burying his face into Naruto's neck as he panted harshly, his hips stuttering to a stop as he spilt inside his lover.
They laid there for a while, still connected and sticky with sweat, enjoying the afterglow.
They didn't speak when Sasuke pulled back, but they didn't need to. They took a quick shower together to freshen up, sharing soft, tender kisses underneath the cool water.
"You'll stay here?" Naruto asked sleepily when he sank into his bed, dressed in a T-shirt and boxers.
"For as long as you want," Sasuke whispered, tugging him into his arms and pressing a kiss on his forehead.
The night was warm, the air humid, and they would probably start sweating in no time again, pressed as tightly together as they were now.
Despite all that Naruto fell asleep with a smile, in the arms of the man he loved.
AN2: The chapter turned out to be longer than usual, but I guess you won't mind that LOL I hope it wasn't too bad!
Please leave your thoughts behind in a review; should you spot any mistakes, please point them out to me.
The next chapter should normally be posted on the 26th of January.
I see you all back in the next chapter!
Cuddles
Melissa
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