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An Indecent Affair	By : ClaireBear Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 2104 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 23

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Time was a precious resource; more desirable than water and
more valuable than oil.� It was the one thing
this technologically advanced civilization could neither harvest nor control;
and every man clung to each spare second granted, never knowing if it might be
their last.� Whether one chose to
squander their time or fit the most into it was entirely their choice, as no
one could take from another to add to their own reserve.� But from the patient on their death bed to
the high-school student hastily cramming for the next morning�s exam, no one
craved for more time than Neji did right now.
He�d had two days to do nothing but think.� Think about what he was going to say, how he
was going to say it and when would be the best time to bring it up.� Should he tell him over lunch, when they were
both sitting down and in a more relaxed atmosphere?� Or should he wait until after work once
they�d put all of their responsibilities out of the way and their minds were
unoccupied with their daily duties?�
Should he be vague about it, just in case Sasuke didn�t feel the same
way and he wouldn�t end up making a fool of himself or should he just come
right out and say it and risk the humiliation of rejection?
For the past two days he thought of nothing else and the
taxing it took upon his mental stability showed.� He was exhausted and he had no idea that so
much thinking could tire a person out.
Cold, weary fingers rubbed against, a slightly throbbing
temple while listless, lavender eyes painfully watched the flashing numbers
count higher as the elevator made its slow ascent through the building.� He was starving and his hunger-induced
headache insisted on making a grand come back.�
He should have known better than to spend so much time ruminating on an
empty stomach but he was too nervous to eat, barely sustaining himself on
scraps he foraged from his refrigerator.
He�d also considered the option of confronting Sasuke the
moment he saw him to get it over with as quickly as possible, but his heart
would race in his chest and his intestines would do barrel rolls in his
stomach, and, with only three more floors to go, Neji was afraid his vital
organs would fail due to a massive panic attack.
Two more floors remained and he took a deep breath, held it,
then released it slowly on the last stop.�
The second the doors swung open he marched briskly towards his boss�
office, his face set with determination, but his steps slowed as he reached the
wide burgundy, double doors and his hand hesitated on the brass door handle.
�I really don�t want to do this,� the young man groaned to
himself and, fortunately, he didn�t have to.�
At least, not right away.� Sasuke,
as usual, had arrived long before he did and had routinely opened the venetian
blinds and booted up the office machinery so there was no surprise there, what
did surprise him though was seeing Itachi, Naruto and Gaara.� Oh, he was used to having them pop in and out
during the course of the day for either business or recreational purposes, but
he�d never seen them here this early before.�
He could only presume that this visit was of an urgent nature and his
suspicions were confirmed when his mere presence seemed to disrupt their
conversation and four pairs of eyes turned to stare at him.� Neji shifted uncomfortably on the spot, his
anxiety multiplying beneath their gazes when he realized that the reason they
were all so silent now was because they had, most likely, been talking about
him.
At least, that was what his paranoia suspected but it was
still a private conversation, none the less, one that he obviously could not be
a part of and he felt left out, especially after all the bonding they did just
three days ago.
Neji cleared his throat and tried not to let his dejection
show.� �Sorry to interrupt,� he
apologized half-heartedly and made his way around the group to reach his desk
(the one Sasuke was always sitting on.�
The one he was sitting on now).�
He keyed in his username and password on his computer before bringing
the telephone receiver to his ear as if to occupy himself by clearing any
messages, in the vain hope that they would continue their discussion.
They didn�t.
Itachi murmured confidentially to his sibling that he�ll be
back after lunch before acknowledging the young secretary with a slight nod and
turning to leave, his entourage of two following closely behind him.� But the awkwardness did not leave with them,
in fact it seemed to intensify now that he and Sasuke were all alone.� Neji hung up, not only did it no longer make
any sense to pretend he wasn�t eavesdropping but the voice mailbox was empty
anyway.
�Good morning, Sasuke,� he greeted his supervisor politely
but the other man said nothing in response, just continued to show him his
back.�
He moved eventually and, as if he were trapped seven seconds
in the past, offered Neji a flat �Good morning� after pushing himself off the
table and making his way towards his office.
It was no longer just paranoia, he knew something was wrong.� He
could tell Sasuke was upset about something and that �something� had to do with
him.� He had never treated him this
coldly before and Neji feared that it had something to do with that night.� The young Hyuuga chewed nervously on his
bottom lip and knitted his brows together as he tried to cogitate what he might
have said or done that would have influenced this kind reaction from the other
man.�
He easily pinpointed a number of things, ironically, the
same behaviours that he, Sasuke, practically encouraged.� The only plausible explanation he could come
up with was that it may have been something he did while he was in his drunken
stupor.� A sickening embarrassment washed
over him and Neji�s head collapsed into his hands when the worst possible
scenarios played inside his head, all of them influenced by low grade college
movies.� He just prayed that he didn�t
tear off his clothes and went streaking in public.
The adjoining door between both rooms opened and Neji�s head
snapped up just in time to see Sasuke give him a quizzical look before it
quickly melted into one of grave penitence.�
A look that Neji construed as pity.
�Sasuke, I want to talk to you,� Neji suddenly blurted,
darting to his feet so quickly it made the room teeter.
The other brunette paused, staring slack-jawed at him as if
he�d been interrupted before he was about to say something as well.� His jaw clamped shut to house a sigh heavy
enough to sink his shoulders and he beckoned him into the seclusion of the
adjacent room.
�It always amazed the
young Uchiha heir how much different �his� office was in comparison to his
father�s.� Everything was exactly the
same as it had been the day his father left it when he�d locked these doors for
the very last time, so much so that he sometimes felt the old man�s presence
while he worked at his desk.� Nothing had
changed, not even the furniture, and the only thing he ever moved were the
expensive, velvet curtains.� Whereas his
father liked to keep them closed and work by fluorescent light, Sasuke,
ironically, preferred to keep them open to let the natural light in.� It gave the room life, brightening the dark
tomb that had once been his father�s prison, and purging any eerie shadows that
he expected his apparition to pop out of at any second.
It wasn�t that he believed in ghosts or anything but this
office was the embodiment of Fugaku Uchiha.�
His memory lived on in this room and, through his sons, his legacy
continued.
Sasuke closed the door with a silent click, the sound
echoing through Neji�s already rattled frame like an explosion and the Hyuuga
swallowed hard.� He knew there was no
going back now.
�Actually,� the younger man started, his voice indicating he
had distressing news of his own to share.�
�There�s something I�d like to discuss with you as well.�
His shoulders slumped and he fought back a groaned �Oh
God�.� He knew it� he just knew he�d done
something that shamed Sasuke and his friends.�
�Please, Sasuke.� Let me go
first,� Neji pleaded on a weak, quivering voice.� If he didn�t get the chance to apologize
before he received his reprimand then he�d lose the courage to tell him.
He seemed to consider his request then nodded with acquiescence,
grateful for any interlude that would force him to delay making his
confession.� Unfortunately, the only way
he could permanently get out of this was if the sun crashed into the
Earth.� Right now.
Itachi had made it lucidly clear that Neji was going to find
out about Friday night before the end of the day and Sasuke had until one �o
clock, when Itachi got back from lunch, to tell him or he would.��
The younger Uchiha boy sincerely regretted confiding in his
older brother about what he�d done that night, but he desperately needed to
talk to someone about it.� Anyone who
wasn�t Neji, and Itachi was the most logical choice.
The man huffed at his sibling�s ultimatum.� Why did his brother have to be such a fucking
bully?
Neji flicked out his tongue to moisten his lips and
swallowed once more to moisten his throat.�
It was hard to maintain contact with those piercing, dark eyes and he
felt as if he were under trial and judged far too harshly for his actions.� �Sasuke, I� about Friday��
�Go on,� he urged with a soft, yet firm voice.
Neji hadn�t even realized that he�d stopped speaking.� The words he wanted to say carried on without
him in his mind and he had to struggle to keep up with them.� �I�m sorry I got drunk that night,� he
rambled.� �I�ve never been drunk
before.� It was my first time and I
didn�t know what to expect� I never imagined, in all my life, that I would ever
put myself in a� situation where I�d
become drunk, but I was having so much fun� with you guys, that I let my guard
down.� Not that it was any of your
fault,� he quickly added but when Sasuke only blinked, he looked away
shamefully.� �I should have been more
responsible and I� want to say I�m sorry for anything I did that may have
caused you and the others any embarrassment.�
That was it?� That was
what Neji wanted to talk to him about?�
Sasuke wanted to throw his head back and laugh his ass off.� He could have pranced around wrapped in
nothing but a floral bedsheet with a lampshade on his head, singing both rounds
of �How Dry I Am�, in falsetto, and he wouldn�t have given a flying fuck.� He would
have taken a few pictures with his cellphone, however and joke about how he�d
use the photos as blackmail if Neji ever ran for president.� But, as it stood, he had nothing to laugh
about.
Actually, he�d hoped that, through some coincidence, the
other man wanted to talk to him about the same thing he did.� It would have made this so much so easier
since he wouldn�t have to bring it up but now it seemed much harder since he
was still stuck with the difficult task.�
�Don�t worry about it.� We all did
things that we�re ashamed of.�
A torrent of relief rained down upon Neji and he felt he
could breathe easier now that he�d gotten that bit off his chest.� That just left the other thing he had to say.�
�Um� Sasuke there�� he trailed off again, suddenly getting cold
feet.� ��was something you wanted to tell
me?�
It was Sasuke�s turn to hesitate but he didn�t have the
liberty of postponing his confession.�
Either he told Neji now or Itachi would tell him later and Sasuke knew
that it would be best if he heard it from him first.� He took the shorter man by the hand and led
him towards his chair.� �You might want
to sit down for this,� he instructed.
Neji obeyed, somewhat reluctantly, while trying to silence
the warning bells in his head long enough to hear what Sasuke was attempting to
say.
�I� also want to apologize� for that night.�
It was then that Neji noticed that the other man was making
a conscious effort to avoid any form of eye contact.� He kept his face low and at an angle, making
it difficult for him to discern what kind of expression he wore.�
�What do you have to apologize for, Sasuke?�
He didn�t reply immediately, but went into his drawer and
removed a small pile of clothing before handing them to Neji.� He recognized them immediately as the same
articles of clothing he�d worn that night, the same articles of clothing that
were unaccounted for the next morning and the same articles of clothing he
assumed he�d stripped out of in his inebriated frenzy.
His body chilled at the latter conjecture and Neji dreaded
whatever was about to be said next.
�After I drove you home and took you up to your apartment, I
dried you off� you were soaked from the rain.��
He ambled somewhat restlessly towards the window, his back to the other
man.� He gazed down at the tiny people
with envy; wishing he could trade lives with them if only for a few minutes,
just until this moment had passed, along with Neji�s subsequent reaction.� If he�d known that he would have to suffer
through this unbearable experience then Sasuke never would have given into his
lust in the first place.
This was, without a doubt, the most difficult thing he�d
ever had to do in his entire life.
�I went to change your clothes.� I took out a dry set from your dresser and� I
started to change you.�� The events
replayed in his mind, like a re-enactment from an episode of a true crime
television series and, much like the viewer, he could only stay and watch,
unable to change the outcome but, at the same time, managing to learn from
another person�s tragedy.� �I undressed
you but� instead of putting on the dry clothes� I took advantage of you
instead.�� The room became unnaturally
quiet and Sasuke was afraid that Neji hadn�t heard him and he�d have to say it
all over again.
It was hard to tell by his already pallid skin tone but Neji
had grown pale.� The admission left him
feeling betrayed and a little sick to the stomach and, while he appeared to be
experiencing difficulty understanding what those string of words meant, there
was a tiny voice inside of him that smugly announced �I warned you about him�.
He deserved an explanation or at least he should have had
the common courtesy to look his victim in the eyes when he offered his apology,
but Sasuke couldn�t bring himself to turn around.� He was too paralyzed with fear.� It was all over?� Wasn�t it?�
Neji would never trust him again after this and he�d never have the
chance to form a closer relationship with him.�
A somber, black gaze continued to watch the tiny cars and people below
him as they moved with their own individual purpose.� He tried to convince himself that this was
for the best.� This guy took too much
effort on his part, like he thought he was special or something.� He was always crying like a little bitch and
he was probably bad in the sack anyway, but common sense knew that he knew he
was only seeking a consolation and reason denied it all as sour grapes.
He liked the challenge this broken wreck of a human being
presented.� He was frail, weak, and his
structural integrity was cracked in all the wrong places, yet he continued to
stand erect rather than crumble beneath the weight of his grievances and Sasuke
admired his bravery.� There was a lot
more he admired about him too, besides the attractive looks and provocative
body.� His inner strength, his moral
sense of justice and his dedication to his work, were just a handful of the
qualities he liked most but, if there was one thing Sasuke was going to miss
the most about the enticing young gentleman, he�d have to say it was the rare
occasions when he became upset.
The rattling of metal followed a soft creak of leather as
Neji rose from the chair.� Sasuke
imagined he had that incredibly sexy look of anger on his face right now, much
like the one he had the first day they met.�
Just to catch a glimpse of that spicy expression would have been enough
to tempt him to turn around but there was also the possibility that Neji would
walk away from him for good and he couldn�t bear to watch his retreating back.
He should have reached the door by now and Sasuke expected
to hear the sound of it opening then closing, but that sound never came, nor
did he hear the sound of Neji�s outraged voice.�
Instead, he came to stand next to him and shared his view of the
sprawling cityscape, the clothes clutched tightly against his chest.
�Did you wash these yourself?� he asked.
The sudden off-topic question caught Sasuke by surprise and
he turned then to cast a confused glance in his direction.� It was obvious the other man was hurt, but he
tried to hide it behind a brave smile.�
Sasuke frowned.� He
knew what the Hyuuga was trying to do.
�Don�t try to change the subject, Neji,� he said gruffly,
and turned to look out the window again.
�You don�t strike me as the type of person that would wash
their own clothes,� he continued.� �Much
less anyone else�s.�
�Neji-�
�Did you get someone to do them for you?�� His voice was breaking now.� �Or did you go to a laundromat?�
Sasuke had had enough of his avoidance and he grabbed him
roughly by the shoulders to give him a firm shake, the clothes fell to the soft
carpet and the tears he�d been trying to hold back slipped over the brim of his
eyelids.
�Dammit Neji, this is hard enough for me as it is without
you playing the ass,� the guilt-ridden Uchiha growled angrily.
But he didn�t want to hear it, he couldn�t bring himself to
believe it.� Not Sasuke.� No.� He
wouldn�t do something like that.� Sasuke
wouldn�t.� He just wouldn�t.� If it were anyone else saying these things to
him right now he would have accused them of slander.
�Neji I feel terrible about what I did that night.� But my honor wouldn�t let me pretend it never
happened and my remorse wouldn�t let me keep it from you.� If I hadn�t had those drinks then I would
have had more self-control.� But that�s
no excuse.� I should not have done what I
did and I�m so sorry that I-�
�Please, don�t do this to me, Sasuke,� he interrupted with a
disheartened yell and a wild shake of his head.�
�You�re all I have left.� You�re
the only thing that�s been keeping me going and you�re the only person that I
can talk to.� You�re the only reason why
I�m still here.� Please� even if you have
to lie to me, just tell me that that night never happened.� I�d rather live the rest of my life in
ignorance than believe you ra-�� his hand
clapped over his mouth, effectively silencing the remainder of that
sentence.� He couldn�t bring himself to
say that word.
Sasuke froze, and he felt as if his innards were melting to
the soles of his feet.� Neji�s
implication made him feel less of a human, like a creature devoid of
compassion, emotion or love, like an insatiable monster that thrived on the
suffering of others and Sasuke felt like he had sunk even lower than
Orochimaru.
He pulled him into his arms, grateful that he didn�t hate
him enough to try to pull away.� �Shh,�
his voice was like a soothing breeze and his hands offered comfort as they
stroked his hair while he shook like a leaf in his embrace and his warm tears
soaked his shirt.� �No� I�d never do that
to you, baby.�
Neji tilted his head to look up at him, his thin eyebrows tied
in a confused knot.� �But you said that
you took advantage of me.�
�Yeah, but maybe I shouldn�t have said it like that,� and he
lamented his poor choice of words.�
Sasuke released his hold around him so he could cup his face and his
calloused thumbs brushed against tear-stained cheeks.� �Or, maybe,� he thought, �I just wanted you to
think the worst of me as retribution for the selfish thing I did�.�
�Yes, I did take advantage of the situation but I didn�t rape you� at least� not in the traditional
sense.�
Neji only blinked and Sasuke sighed in exasperation.� �There was no penetration,� he had to explain
and the smaller man blushed.� �But, that
doesn�t eliminate the fact that I did not have your consent.�
�No, it�s not entirely your fault,� he assured him, laying
his head back against the sturdy cradle of Sasuke�s muscular shoulder.� �I�m to blame too.� I shouldn�t have been drinking so much.�
�That�s� another thing,� Sasuke said as a �by the way� and
he was loathe to bring up this point.�
�You weren�t drunk that night, Neji.�
You were drugged.�
Hyuuga�s round head jerked up so rapidly that Sasuke was
certain he�d snapped his spinal cord.�
�Sasuke, how could you?� he whimpered, eyes wide and brimming with
incredulity.
�Whoa, whoa, whoa!� the innocent man waved his hands to
dispel such a notion.� �I had nothing to
do with that,� he stated in his defense.�
�I assume you don�t remember much about what happened that night but I�m
being up-front with you about this.� I
don�t blame you if you�re unwilling to believe me, especially after what I just
told you, but some stuck-up prick with glasses did something to you when my
back was turned.�� He hadn�t forgotten
that man.� His face was a permanent image
burned into his memory and, if he ever had the good fortune to run into that
sleazeball again he was going to administer is foot as an enema.
Despite his exceptional memory, Neji had a hard time
recalling the events that took place after he had that conversation with Itachi
in the club.� He did remember leaving their table to get another drink and he
vaguely remembered talking to a bespectacled stranger at the bar, but whatever
occurred after that was as big a mystery to him as the man who apparently
drugged him.� Neji shivered then and nestled
himself deeper into the security of Sasuke�s warm chest.� He didn�t want to think about what would have
happened if that man had been successful in his ploy.� Not that he would have remembered it anyway.
�Neji, I�m sorry I let you down again,� Sasuke apologized
for what felt like the hundredth time that morning and he wrapped him within
the blanket of his arms.� �I seem to be
doing that too often.� I said I was going
to protect you and I meant it� I�m just doing a really shitty job of it.�
�Sasuke-�
�No!� Listen to me,�
and he lifted one hand to tilt Neji�s head back so their eyes could meet.� �I�m renewing my promise to you:� I won�t let anything happen to you, even if
it means never letting you out of my sight.�
His heart thudded so loudly against his chest he was afraid
Sasuke would be able to hear it.� His
skin tingled with the threat of a severe blush and his body quickened in
response to that romantic moment.� Neji
stepped back, unable to hold the intense gaze any longer and he turned to
retrieve the clothes that had been earlier discarded when his foot came in
contact with the pile.
�There�s no need to be so over dramatic,� the older man
muttered, busying his fingers with brushing away the dirty shoeprint from the
shirt Sasuke made him wear that day.�
�I�m not a child you know.� I can
take care of myself.�
The Uchiha smiled at that and leaned casually against the
reinforced glass window.� �You like to
think so, but you really can�t,� he said with a knowing grin.� �Sure you�re independent and you can fend for
yourself but you�re too gullible and naive.�
You haven�t had enough life experience to tell when someone�s being sincere
or when someone�s just trying to exploit your benevolent nature.�� His smirk faded and his expression became
rigid once more.� �You have to realize
that you can�t trust anyone.��
�That�s why you�re here, right,� Neji smiled, laying the
clothes on a nearby cabinet.� He didn�t
have to say the rest.� He knew Sasuke was
also factoring himself into that equation.�
�You said you were going to protect me, so you can tell me when
someone�s trying to use me or not.�
His humor returned and the dark man chuckled while giving
his head a wry shake.� �You didn�t hear a
damn thing I just said, did you?�
Neji turned and presented him with a beautiful smile and
Sasuke almost choked on the raw emotion clenched in his chest.� �I trust you, Sasuke.�
He�d amassed quite a huge responsibility for himself, taking
on the well being of a fully-grown man, who was two years older than he was, no
less.� And, as pathetic as it sounded, he
wouldn�t have it any other way.
�I know that Friday night was an accident and I don�t blame
you entirely for what you did,� Neji continued.�
�If I hadn�t done something so stupid as gone off with a complete
stranger then I would have been sober enough to tell you �No�!� he grinned
playfully and poked Sasuke gently against the forehead.
�Hn,� the taller man smirked.
He was silent for a moment and the Uchiha watched the myriad
of emotions dance across his expressive face.�
�Umm� Sasuke?�
�Hm?�
�You said you took advantage of me� right?�
�Yes, I did,� he admitted blatantly.� He would never allow himself to forget that
night.� Nor forgive himself for it even
though Neji had.
�But you also said you didn�t� you know��
�I didn�t what, Neji?� he sighed.� He really hated when the other man felt the
need to censor himself like a child trying to explain to his mother where the
bad man touched him.
�Er� do� it� with
me,� his voice was a barely audible murmur and Sasuke would have asked him to
repeat himself but he cringed at what politically correct term he�d substitute
next.
�No.� I didn�t have
sexual intercourse with you,� the short-haired brunette sneered with impatience,
his voice a bit too loud and distasteful.
Neji blushed then, not only at what he�d said but at what he
was about to ask next.� �Then� what exactly
did you do with me?�
Sasuke was taken aback by that question.� He honestly didn�t think the other man would
want to know.� �Just frotting,� he gave a
nonchalant shrug.� �Like I said, there
was no penetration and-� he broke off when he caught the positively perplexed
expression on Neji�s face and his lips split into a broad grin.� �You don�t know what frotting is, do you?� he
said in an accusatory tone, quite enjoying that clueless look.
��No,� he admitted
with a small shake of the head.� The word
was too vague for him to become embarrassed by it and he was certain that, as
usual, Sasuke would make fun of him and leave him to research it on his own
but, this time, he was in the mood to educate him personally.
�What do you think frotting means, Neji?�
The intellectual young man studied this new word but failed
to conjure up an activity of a sexual nature, as odd as its name.� �I have no idea, but the way you say it makes
it sound like something perverted.�
�Heh he,� Sasuke cackled like a dirty, old man and looked
him square in the eye, his gaze never faltering as he gave him his textbook
definition.� �Frotting is the physical
act between two males to achieve sexual gratification by rubbing their erect
penises together.�� His grin spread wider
as he took in the vacant stare in those large, lavender eyes and the tiny space
between his slightly parted lips. �You�re trying to imagine it, aren�t you?�
Neji�s face was a warm pink throughout the entire
explanation but it became beet red at the accusation and he blinked, rapidly
dispelling the fantasy taking place in his mind�s eye.� �N-No� of course not,� he stammered.
�Hn,� Sasuke chortled.�
�That�s too bad.� It�s actually a
lot better than it sounds.�
Neji paused for a few moments before asking. �That night�
did you enjoy it?�
Guilt punched him in the gut and his shame was heard on his
voice when he made his admission.�
�Yes.� I did enjoy it.�
The room became silent again before the curious male then
asked.� �Did I enjoy it too?�
It was an odd thing for him to ask, at least Sasuke thought
so.� The Neji that he�d met a few weeks
ago would have never asked something like that.�
�Yes, you did,� he replied.� As
drugged as he was that night, Sasuke was pretty damn sure he�d enjoy even cock
and ball torture.�
There was no hesitation this time and Neji blurted out,
�Then� can you show me?� I mean� I don�t
remember what happened� and� I want to know� if you said I liked it� I want to
know what it feels like.�
Correction.� The Neji
that he met a few weeks ago would never
have asked that.� Sasuke almost choked on the air he just
inhaled and he coughed a few times to get his throat working.� �Seriously?�
Neji merely nodded his pink head, his blush now spreading to
his neck and shoulders.
It must have taken a lot of willpower for him to make that
request but Sasuke had to admit, it was a huge turn on when the other person
instigated this intimacy.� He took him by
the hand again and pulled him closer.�
His skilled fingers felt the tension in his knuckles as he fought
against fighting this.
He released his hold on the other man and his hands went
directly to his fly, wasting no time in opening the zipper and tugging his
jeans down to mid-thigh.� A strangled
sound left Neji�s lips and he clutched at Sasuke�s forearms but didn�t push
them away.� The younger man delayed,
leaning closer to linger his lips across a smooth cheek and kiss away the salty
tears that were now drying on his skin.�
Sasuke gave his hard hips a reassuring squeeze, letting him know that
there was nothing to be afraid of and that he was the one in control, whether
they continued or stopped right now was his decision to make.� A slow, permissive nod was his silent
confirmation and his boxers soon joined his pants.
Neji shivered at his vulnerability and his manhood twitched
in protest to the exposure.� It was a
difficult task but Sasuke forced himself to ignore it even though he wanted
nothing more than to take it into his hands, stroke it with his fingers and
swallow it with his mouth.� He kept
himself occupied by rubbing Neji�s sides and teasing his lips with little
kisses and, once he�d become comfortable enough with his partial nudity, Sasuke
released his own straining erection.
He was amazed at how hard he�d become already but he knew he
couldn�t help it.� Having Neji ask him to
do this excited him immensely.
It was such an impressive size.� Long, thick and slightly darker than his
own.� He was embarrassed to be seen
staring so openly at it but he was unable to tear his eyes away from the
massive length that practically dwarfed his own.� He suddenly became terrified when he
calculated that Sasuke was also bigger than Orochimaru by comparison.
�No penetration, remember,� he said, as if reading his mind
and pulled him back into his arms.
The first contact was glorious and Neji all but melted
against him while Sasuke struggled to remain upright on two shaky legs.� A throaty gasp emanated from his lungs and a
guttural moan came from Sasuke�s as their hips wasted no time becoming acquainted.� Their sensitive skin rubbed against each
other like warm silk and the slippery liquid that coated their flesh
intensified the friction and made them glide seamlessly against one
another.� Pale fingers clutched at his
shirt as if it were a life line and Sasuke growled in frustration when Neji
nearly collapsed, almost taking them both with him.� With lightning-fast reflexes, he managed to
prevent a nasty fall by grasping the edge of the cabinet behind them and he
knocked the clothes to the floor so he could put Neji to sit there.� But the clothes on Neji�s lower body got in
the way and Sasuke impatiently dragged them down to his ankles and stomped an
angry foot atop them pinning them to the floor and yanked Neji�s feet
free.� The Uchiha didn�t give himself
much of an opportunity to admire how fucking hot Neji looked in just his shirt
and shoes because he pounced on the smaller man, attacking his mouth with a
ravenous kiss and assaulting his ass with covetous fingers.
He roughly drew the man towards him, slamming their bodies
back together and lifting him off the cold steel of the cabinet.� Neji�s legs instinctively wrapped themselves
around his waist and Sasuke filled the other man�s mouth with a hot moan.� He staggered backwards, as their hips jerked
almost violently and his back crashed into the glass of his ceiling to floor
window so hard that he almost feared it would crack.
He was wary about going any further.� He was being so rough with him and he barely
retained a slim grasp on his desire to bury his cock deep inside the other man�s
ass.� Fortunately, Neji didn�t seem to
mind the treatment this time and he assumed that it was because he had no fear
of Sasuke initiating intercourse.
His stomach lurched at the thought.� Neji really did trust him that much.
Hyuuga whimpered like a dog in heat as he humped Sasuke�s
body and the Uchiha snarled like a savage animal, digging the pads of his
fingers into that soft rump and spreading his cheeks as far as they could
go.� Neji winced at the slight pain but
it was inconsequential compared to the pleasure he was receiving and he let the
other man know just how much he was enjoying it by playing the most titillating
notes in his ear.� His vision started to
blur and the buildings, vehicles and people just outside the window soon became
unidentifiable blobs of colour.
�What if someone can see us from down there?� What if someone sees us like this?� What if someone�s watching us right
now?�� His mind raced at those thoughts
and, while he wasn�t an exhibitionist at heart, the thought of someone staring
through their window made him reach his release in a powerful jet of
fluid.� His body tensed, then trembled
with each contraction and Neji clutched at Sasuke�s frame as if his soul was
being wrenched from his body.
Sasuke clenched his teeth together and carefully supported
Neji with one arm so he could reach between their bodies with the other.� He noticed he�d been doing that a lot, coming
before him, and, while Sasuke wasn�t particular about who reached their orgasm
first, he just wished Neji would last a little longer.� He�d have to address that bad habit of his
and he curled his fingers around the Hyuuga�s softening member and his still
rigid one and stroked them until he achieved his climax.
�I take it you liked it this time too?� the Uchiha chuckled
after he�d caught his breath.
The other man nodded drowsily and his legs started to
languidly slide down to the floor.� �I�m
sorry I missed it the first time.�
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