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Crossing Boundaries for You	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 12499 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto nor make profit of it. Kishimoto owns it.

Chapter List
- 28
- 29
- 30
Author's note: This chapter turned out quite a bit longer than I expected, but I don't think you'll mind too much LOL
Warnings: eh, mostly fluff I guess; mature content
Shoutout to Meehalla for helping me with the presents!
I hope you'll like it!
Chapter 29
When Naruto woke up on the twenty-third of July the sun was creeping between a small gap in the curtains and Sasuke was still asleep, his face practically mushed into his pillow and his hand resting against Naruto's belly.
The blond man stretched and grimaced when a firm kick was delivered straight into his bladder; his baby announcing gleefully that he was awake too. The urge to pee was bigger than his desire to linger in bed and reluctantly he climbed out of the bed, doing his best not to disturb the dark haired man too much. On bare feet he padded out of the room, into the hallway and entered the bathroom, flicking on the light. The coldness of the tiles underneath his warm feet was like a shock and he shivered, hastily making his way to the toilet.
Done with relieving his bladder, he washed his hands and after drying them off, flicked off the light again and shuffled back to the bedroom. The mattress dipped lightly underneath his weight when he carefully sat back down, swinging his legs up and wriggling them underneath the light summer blanket.
"Where did you go to?" Sasuke's sleepy voice broke the silence and Naruto started a bit, twisting around to face the older man. Dark eyes, still half lidded with sleep, gazed at him questioningly.
"Your son decided this was the perfect moment to use my bladder as a punching ball," Naruto murmured amused and smiled when a pale hand slipped around his belly, palming his left side.
"So he's always my son if he kicks you, huh?" Sasuke snorted; his thumb rubbing soothing circles across the warm skin.
"Well, yeah, out of the two of us, your genes have the arsehole attitude," Naruto retorted cheerfully and snickered when his thigh got slapped in retaliation. He wiggled down until he was lying on his side, facing the other man. "You survived your first work week," he announced teasingly, slipping his arm around Sasuke's waist.
"And Itachi didn't hover even once," Sasuke said dryly.
"See how much trust he has in you," Naruto grinned; his fingers tracing up and down Sasuke's spine.
Dark eyes rolled in exasperation, but the older man didn't comment. He only shuffled closer and palmed the blond's hip; the thin ray of sunlight bringing out the blueish hue in his hair.
"I know a good way to celebrate your first week at the Akatsuki Cooperation," Naruto hummed, brushing his lips against Sasuke's mouth in a light kiss.
"Yeah? How so?"
"Well, I've got it on good authority that someone is turning a year older today," Naruto replied in a sing-song voice. "So I figured we could celebrate his birthday today." A squeak of surprise escaped him when he was abruptly pushed down on his back and strong legs pushed open his, before the dark haired man slid between them. Pale arms caged him in, supporting the owner so that his full weight wouldn't be pressing down on his rounded belly.
Black eyes glistened and a smirk lingered across pale rose lips. "Oh? And how are you going to celebrate this birthday?" he murmured, bringing his face so close to Naruto's that his mouth brushed against the blond's when he spoke; little puffs of air grazing tanned skin.
Looping his arms around Sasuke's shoulders, Naruto tilted his head slightly to the right and quirked an eyebrow. "Well, there will definitely be a birthday cake," he drawled; his left hand slipping through silky soft strands. "Can't have a birthday without a cake, am I right?"
"Hm, I suppose so. What else?"
"Presents naturally. You don't turn twenty-five every day," Naruto continued lightly and slowly raised his right leg, making sure to stroke it against his lover's leg as he brought it up. He didn't wrap it around Sasuke's hips, but rested it against his side and when the dark haired man moved next, their hips slotted against each other perfectly and the pregnant man bit down on his lip when he felt something hard pressing against him.
Refusing to let any reaction show, he continued airily, "A big dinner too, prepared by yours truly."
"The kitchen's going to survive?" Sasuke questioned amused, but heat flared up in his eyes when Naruto trailed his hands lower, resting them right above his arse.
"That remains to be seen," Naruto retorted and stuck out his tongue, before smiling mischievously. "And of course there might be some one on one time with me as well."
"Yeah? And what exactly does one on one time entail?" Sasuke murmured, nosing Naruto's cheek before lowering his head and nipping right underneath the blond's left ear.
"Hmm, that would depend on what the birthday boy has in mind," Naruto whispered; his index and middle finger of his right hand dipping underneath the black waistband. "It could be me on all fours for example," he continued in a low voice; his lips turning up in a slow smile when hips jerked against his own. "Or me on top. I could be on my back with my legs spread wide." Another thrust against him. "So many options still left to choose from. But before that, though …"
"What?" Sasuke asked breathlessly; his pupils considerably bigger than they had been when he first opened his eyes.
Naruto shifted, bringing his mouth to Sasuke's left ear and whispered, "Before that, you know what else I've planned?"
The older man shook his head; his hips rocking back and forth almost unnoticeable.
"Before that … Itachi and Deidara-kun will come celebrate your birthday!"
His exclamation made Sasuke jerk back as if he had been doused in ice cold water and he cursed, sitting up and glaring down at a snickering blond, whose blue eyes glowed with mirth.
"Idiot!" Sasuke growled, rubbing his hands over his face, looking quite vexed.
Naruto grinned, dropping his arms. "What? You don't like what I've planned? You seemed so enthusiastic before," he said innocently.
"No need to invite them on my account," Sasuke snipped, clearly still irritated at being cockblocked by his own boyfriend.
"Now that's not nice, Sasuke," Naruto said mockingly and snickered when the dark haired man dropped down next to him on the bed with a dismayed groan. "You can't expect Itachi not to show up for his beloved little brother's birthday, now can you?"
The foul look Sasuke threw him stated clearly that he could and would expect that. With a shrug Naruto sat up, kicking off the blankets. He was wide awake now, he might as well get up and start the preparations for Sasuke's birthday.
"Play nice today and I'll play nice with you tonight," he promised with an impish smile and winked.
Sasuke rose up too and ran a hand through his hair before leaning towards Naruto and pressing a deep kiss – one filled with dark promises and lingering heat – on his mouth. "I'm holding you on to that promise," he murmured; his hand like a hot brand on Naruto's thigh.
"That's fine," Naruto managed to bring out once he got his bearings back, all too aware of how close Sasuke was sitting against him and just how near his hand was to his crotch. The sharp glimmer in those dark eyes promised all sorts of things and he swallowed, hating himself for teasing the both of them like that. He should have known better than to think he would be able to one up Sasuke with his little stunt and the temptation to finish what he had started was quite big, but he forced himself to hold back.
He couldn't afford to mess up his timing for today, just because he had underestimated just how affected he himself would be with his teasing.
"Happy birthday," he said instead and watched how the corners of Sasuke's mouth pulled up in a soft smile before their lips met in a kiss, kept light enough not to tempt either one of them into doing more.
Tonight couldn't come soon enough.
Deidara and Itachi arrived right before lunch. Instead of a regular lunch, Naruto had created a version of a walking dinner, filling up the table with various dishes that they could choose from and fill their plates with. There were several dishes with onigiri; each one stuffed with a different kind of filling. There was also a bowl with zarusoba: soba noodles left to grow cold with sesame seeds and katsuobushi sprinkled on top of them and chopped laver. Another bowl was filled with fresh salad and small tomato cubes mixed within the green leaves.
Sasuke didn't have many favourite dishes, but Naruto had gone all out with the dishes he knew the other man would love. For tonight they would get take out from Sasuke's favourite place and there was also dessert in the form of ice cream waiting for them in the freezer.
"Time for the presents!" Naruto announced brightly as soon as the last bowl filled the dishwasher and the table was completely clean and bare of any plate once more.
"Shouldn't I be the enthusiastic one?" Sasuke remarked dryly, sitting down on the couch as when the blond man ushered them into the living room.
"I'm helping you with that part," Naruto retorted and stuck out his tongue, sinking down next to him.
"And he's doing a better job of it than you, un," Deidara smirked. With his C-section being planned for the first of August, he looked ready to pop and he had already lamented to Naruto just how fussy his fiancé had become. Itachi hadn't liked the thought of Deidara leaving the house so close to his due date – even if their houses weren't that far apart – but the older blond had put his foot down and had insisted he would attend Sasuke's birthday party as well.
Deidara's huffy complaints made Naruto wonder whether Sasuke would become this fussy as well once his own due date would near. Given how concerned the other man could already be at times … Yeah, he probably would have to deal with his own fussy Uchiha soon.
"I am so sorry for not reacting like a kid," Sasuke said in a deadpan voice, looking distinctively unimpressed with Deidara's comment.
"You didn't even react like that as a kid," Itachi remarked dryly. He placed his drink down and picked up a dark blue envelope – one of the two gifts they had brought with them.
"For today being my birthday, you're on my case quite a lot," Sasuke retorted with a scowl.
"All in good fun, otouto," Itachi smirked and held out the envelope to him. "Indulge your hidden inner child and open your presents."
Sasuke rolled his eyes, but accepted the first gift without complaint, eyeing it even with faint curiosity. Slipping the top flap out of the envelope, he took a brief peek inside before taking out something which appeared to be a card, made out of shiny and rather thick paper.
Curiosity blooming up, Naruto leant towards him, wanting to know what was written on the card. "An all-in stay at the beach for two?" he said surprised, flicking his gaze towards the older couple right across from him.
"I've only started working at your firm for a week – you already trying to get rid of me this soon?" Sasuke snorted, waving the invitation card in the air.
"Definitely not," Itachi replied calmly, crossing his legs. "I just thought you might appreciate going away for a weekend with Naruto-kun to relax. You don't have to go immediately; you've got up to a year to decide when you want to go."
"It's been quite some time since we last went to the beach," Naruto mused aloud, plucking the card out of Sasuke's hand and studying the glossy print of the sand with the bright blue water. The hotel, with a couple of expensive cars in front of it, took up half of the card. "And this one's at a fancy hotel too."
"Where else would you spend your holiday?" Itachi raised an eyebrow and right, of course it would make sense to him that they would spend a weekend at an expensive hotel. "You might as well take full advantage of everything that place has to offer."
"True, it's been some years since we last went there," Sasuke agreed; his eyes flickering back and forth between Naruto and the card. "Thanks, nii-san."
"No problem. You deserve some time off." Itachi shrugged.
"Here's our other gift, un," Deidara smiled, holding out a small box covered in dark red wrapping paper.
Sasuke ripped off the paper, revealing a simple white box with a lid. Cocking his head slightly to the right, he plucked off the lid and then had to remove another layer of paper around whatever was inside the box. Dipping his hand inside to grab the object, he said bemused, "You got me a mug?"
"Look at what's written on it, un," Deidara answered; his blue eyes glittering as he slowly caressed his stomach.
Sasuke turned the mug – painted a shiny azure blue colour – and stilled when he read the inscription on it. The text was painted in a beautiful handwriting – resembling calligraphy – and announced in a soft white colour 'Only the Best Uncles Get Promoted to Godfather'.
Naruto's eyes widened as comprehension of the meaning behind the message dawned upon him and he gazed at the other two men in surprise.
"Wait, does this mean …" Sasuke trailed off, lifting his eyes slowly away from the mug. There was a mild, almost imperceptible, tremor going through his hand and Naruto put his hand on Sasuke's knee, squeezing it gently.
Deidara's grin softened and he nodded. "We'd love it if you would become the godfather of our baby, Sasuke-kun."
Sasuke blinked, looking taken aback. "Are you sure?"
"There's no one else we would want as a godfather to our child, Sasuke," Itachi said calmly; his arm snaked around Deidara's back, his hand resting against his side. "What do you think, though? Do you want to be our baby's godfather?"
"Yeah, yeah, of course I want to," Sasuke replied and if his voice sounded rough and if he was suspiciously blinking rapidly for a couple of seconds, nobody mentioned it.
"Thank you, Sasuke-kun," Deidara smiled. "I'm happy you accepted, un."
"Thanks for asking me," Sasuke chuckled, carefully placing the mug on the small table in front of them. He lowered his hand on Naruto's, resting it on top of his.
"Of course, you're our first choice," Itachi reassured him.
"Where did you find this mug?" Naruto inquired curiously. "The calligraphy is so beautiful."
Deidara flushed a light red and he rubbed the back of his neck, looking a bit embarrassed. "Ah well, I actually made that mug, un," he admitted. "I wanted to find a nice way to ask Sasuke-kun about becoming the godfather, but I couldn't find anything good in the store. So I figured I'd just have to make something of my own."
"Well, it's amazing," Naruto told him admiringly. His eyes shifted to the one remaining present on the table and he uncrossed his legs, feeling a tad nervous all of a sudden. It was time for his gift now and suddenly he wasn't so sure whether he had made the right choice. Perhaps it was too stupid; he should have gone for something safe like a book or so.
"Time for my present I guess," he laughed weakly and ignoring Sasuke's light frown, he plucked his gift – a small, flat case wrapped in bright orange paper because he had been unable to resist that particular colour – from the table and offered it to Sasuke. "Here, happy birthday."
Sasuke eyed him curiously, but accepted the present and snorted at the colour of the wrapping. "Orange, really?" he said dryly, shaking his head before ripping the paper off.
"There's nothing wrong with orange," the blond man insisted with a sniff, crossing his arms on top of his belly. His stomach did nervous flips, though, and he watched the dark haired man's face like a hawk, keeping track of the miniscule changes his features went through as he examined the light brown wooden box before opening the lid.
Dark eyes widened a notch when Sasuke realised what exactly he was looking at and he carefully stroked the stone resting on the white cotton. The stone itself was around an inch wide and was mostly white with some faint blue shimmering in the centre. A small hole had been drilled into the top, allowing a leather cord to be looped through and turning the stone into some sort of necklace.
Slender fingers picked up the stone and the sharp intake of breath that followed was loud in the otherwise silent room as Sasuke caught sight of the numbers delicately etched into the middle of the stone.
"Is this?"
Naruto nodded, smiling weakly as he scratched his cheek awkwardly. "Yeah, that's eh, that's the stone I gave you back then. I found it in one of the smaller boxes when I was unpacking and asked a friend of mine to turn it into that." He waved haphazardly at the result of Tenten painstakingly carving the exact date in the stone and turning it into a proper necklace.
He hadn't been certain whether she would have wanted to take up the job, but had figured he had had nothing to lose and while Sasuke had been at the estate agent's office to deal with the last details regarding the house, he had snuck into her dojo and had inquired whether she still did commissions. Fortunately she did and she had been more than happy to help him with preparing his present.
"This date – that's from when we - "
"Yeah, it is." The date carved into the small stone was the date when they had officially become friends. He and Sasuke had been hanging out together for a couple of weeks by then, but the blond hadn't been entirely certain whether they had become friends or whether that had been an elaborate cruel prank made at his expense.
During a school trip, he and Sasuke had been walking on a narrow path near a lake when he had braced himself and had asked whether they were friends. Sasuke had looked at him like he was an idiot and had scoffed that of course, they were friends, what else would they be? While the confirmation had made him flush there had still been that small part in him that hadn't dared to believe the older boy completely, paranoid as he was that it would still be just a joke in the end after all. Sasuke must have read the apprehension in his face – because even back then he had been scarily good at reading Naruto – because he had suddenly diverted from the path, walking through the trees and forcing the blond to follow him hastily, albeit confused. At the shore Sasuke had been looking at something on the ground before picking something up and pushing it in Naruto's hand.
It had been a round stone, green with some thin golden specks dotted everywhere. A friendship stone, Sasuke had told him stoically as Naruto had stared at the stone amazed. Only best friends could give a special stone like that to each other. That had inspired Naruto to search a stone for Sasuke in return and they had gone back home each with their friendship stone in their pocket and Naruto secure in the knowledge that Sasuke was really his friend.
Naruto had kept his stone all these years and when he had found Sasuke's stone, an idea for his birthday present had popped up in his mind. Then it had seemed like the perfect gift, but now he wasn't so sure anymore …
"I know you don't really wear any kind of jewellery," Naruto started nervously, all too aware of the way Deidara and Itachi eyed the necklace with unbridled curiosity. "But I thought this would make a nice gift with something special to us, but if you don't want to wear it, I'll understand. It's just - "
"Shut up," Sasuke huffed and slipped the leather cord around his neck before Naruto could react to the rude comment. The stone fell down a bit below his collarbone and Sasuke considered it pensively, rolling it back and forth between his fingers before he looked up. "You got your own?"
Naruto snapped his mouth shut – which had dropped open in surprise when his lover had simply put the necklace on – and blinked, his hand dropping to his right pocket. "Eh yeah, got it right here," he muttered and fished out his own stone, looping the cord around his fingers. He held up his hand and let the stone dangle in the air; the green specks glittering in the sunlight streaming through the window. His own stone bore the same inscription and his thumb brushed over the fine script.
"Might as well put it on as well," Sasuke remarked, his dark eyes gleaming with something akin to satisfaction.
Why Sasuke would be satisfied just because Naruto had turned his stone into a necklace as well was a mystery to the blond, but he shrugged and looped the leather cord around his neck; the stone feeling pleasantly smooth as it slid down his chest.
"What does that date - " Deidara started to ask, but was interrupted by the loud, piercing sound of the doorbell.
"I'll go," Itachi offered and disappeared into the hallway before anyone else could even twitch a muscle.
Sasuke furrowed his eyebrows as Deidara craned his neck towards the door. "You didn't order take out already, did you?"
"Why would I order take out already? It's way too early for that," Naruto replied; his own eyes trained on the door.
"Who do you think is - "
"Hello, Sasuke."
The soft voice had Sasuke instantly shutting up and he stared shocked at the woman lingering in the doorway. Her dark hair was put up in a simple bun with some strands escaping and framing her face. She wore a simple, light blue dress which flared out around her knees and her heels added an extra inch to her height. She cocked her head to the left and smiled faintly.
"Happy birthday, sweetheart."
"Mother?"
Opening the cupboard on the most left, he put the box with cookies back on the shelf, pushing aside some jars of jam to make space. There was a new pot of tea being prepared on the stove and conversation in the living room was flowing smoothly.
Smiling Naruto closed the cupboard and walked back to the counter, waiting for the water to finish heating up. He had invited Mikoto after discussing it with Itachi a couple of days ago during his visit at their place. Sasuke hadn't talked with his mother ever since he had been thrown out by Fugaku – not because he no longer wanted to speak with his mother, but because he didn't want to make things awkward between her and Fugaku.
Knowing how much Sasuke missed his mother – even if he would never admit that aloud – Naruto had brought up the idea to Itachi to invite Mikoto for Sasuke's birthday. That way Sasuke would see his mother again and Mikoto would get the chance to finally meet Deidara.
She had been over the moon to have her two sons with her again after years of no contact with Itachi and had nearly cried when she realised that soon she would have two grandchildren.
Naruto felt a bit guilty for having sprung Mikoto on Deidara without warning the older blond, but after a moment of awkwardness, things had turned out okay and now Deidara was chattering with Mikoto as if he had known the woman for years, telling her about his job, his hobbies and the nursery.
What mattered the most to Naruto, though, was the look of pure happiness in Sasuke's eyes when he had embraced his mother, knowing he had made the right choice in inviting Mikoto.
The sound of approaching heels on the tiles had him straightening up and he turned around as Mikoto entered the kitchen. Her cheeks were quite pink and she was practically glowing; a smile constantly playing around the corners of her mouth.
"The tea's almost ready," he told her, thinking she had come into the kitchen to check up on the tea.
She nodded but didn't make any move to leave the kitchen. Instead she drew closer until she was standing only a foot away from him. "I want to thank you," she said softly, crossing her hands in front of her.
"Eh, what for?" he asked confused.
Her gaze flickered in the direction of the living room before she fixed it back on him. "For inviting me. For giving me the chance to have my two sons with me again." Her eyes dipped briefly towards his belly. "For giving me the chance to see my grandchildren grow up." Her smile wavered slightly and her eyes looked a bit damp.
"Of course! I'm not going to keep my son away from you. Why would I? You're his grandmother," Naruto uttered startled, resting one hand on his belly. Fugaku was a whole other matter, of course. Unless the older man did some serious grovelling and offered a sincere apology for all the shit he had put his sons through, Naruto would never allow him to meet his grandson. That was poison his baby could do without.
"Still, thank you. I know Fugaku didn't make it easy for you either," she murmured, her lips thinning.
He rolled his shoulders, feeling a bit awkward. "Nothing I couldn't handle," he mumbled. He had experienced worse than some poisonous remarks from an arrogant arse.
"What I want to thank you the most for, though," she suddenly said, looking at him with fierce eyes, "is for making my son happy. You've always stayed at his side, have his back no matter what and I've never seen him so happy as he is when he's around you."
Pretty certain his cheeks were becoming fire red with how hot they suddenly felt, Naruto spluttered embarrassed, "Well, I'm sure I piss him off sometimes as well, trust me." He released a jittery laugh, shuffling his feet.
She shook her head, not allowing herself to be deterred by his comment, and went on, "I see the way he looks at you and it's a look I always wished he would have when he finally found that person he wanted to share his life with."
"That's eh," he stammered, suddenly speechless.
She stepped forwards and grabbed his hands in hers, squeezing them gently. "You make him happy, Naruto-kun," she said sincerely. "I'm so glad my baby boy found someone like you. Thank you for making him happy." She embraced him, being careful with his belly, and pressed a soft kiss against his cheek before smiling and returning to the living room.
Leaving Naruto flustered, but smiling behind.
Naruto trudged inside the bedroom, the exhaustion and excitement of the day slowly creeping up on him. Deidara, Itachi and Mikoto had left around an hour ago, having stayed behind to help with the clean-up. It had been a wonderful day, but his back and feet were smarting a bit and he threw a longing look at the bed.
The door closing had him turning around and he smiled when Sasuke walked over to him. "So, good birthday?" he asked, looping his arms around the older man's neck.
Sasuke hummed, dropping a kiss on his lips and resting his hands on Naruto's hips. "Definitely can't complain," he murmured; his eyes soft and vulnerable. "Thank you for inviting my mother."
"Of course, I couldn't have you celebrating your birthday without your mother," Naruto replied; his fingers playing with the black strands. "I'm glad it made you happy."
Sasuke smiled absently, his eyes trailing over Naruto's form. "You tired?" he inquired. The curtains were half drawn and his eyes glimmered like obsidian in the dying sunlight.
Naruto cocked his head to the right and smiled. "Depends. Do you have something in mind?" he asked teasingly, remembering the promise he had made this morning.
Sasuke definitely had played nice.
"If you're up to it," Sasuke smirked.
"Please, as if I wouldn't be up to it with you," Naruto grinned and slid his hands down to Sasuke's wrists, closing his fingers around them and tugging him along to the bed. "So, have you decided yet how you want me? On my knees? On my back? Or – " A finger against his mouth hushed him and he blinked at the other man.
"Just you. I just want you," Sasuke breathed out, his eyes darkening as he traced his finger across Naruto's lower lip.
"That – that can be arranged," Naruto agreed and swallowed, the tension between them prickling his skin.
Their clothes rustled when they removed them; they were discarded carelessly on the floor, neither man interested in folding them up neatly. The bedsprings groaned softly when they sank down on the bed; the mattress dipping underneath their combined weight.
They didn't rush. Their hands trailed across each other's bodies, feeling muscles shift and tense up, nipples peaking underneath their ministrations; Sasuke was careful when he touched Naruto's chest, aware of just how sensitive the other man had become. The wet sounds of their kisses filled the room, mingled together with their breathing and the occasional moan or groan escaping them.
Everywhere Sasuke touched, felt hypersensitive, as if he could burst out of his skin any moment now. Still they didn't rush. The atmosphere between them was completely different from the one between them this morning; their pace was languid, the kisses they shared deep, but soft.
Their stones clicked together occasionally as their bodies moved gently against each other, but neither one paused to remove their necklace. All their attention was focused on making the other feel as good as they felt, discovering more ways to elicit a breathy whimper or a soft gasp whenever they touched a place just right.
When Sasuke prepared him, stretching him open, his movements were delicate, tender, as if he was afraid to hurt Naruto. He didn't need to worry; all Naruto felt was pleasure, brimming in the pit of his lower stomach before it spread out, warming him from the inside and causing shivers to dance across his spine whenever fingers hit that spot in exactly the right place.
"You ready?" Sasuke whispered when he surmised Naruto was prepared enough. They were the first words he had spoken since they had entered the bed and the rough edge to his voice had Naruto clenching his fingers into the sheets.
"Yeah, how do you want this?" Naruto murmured, antsy to continue, to have Sasuke filling him up, surrounding him completely with his presence.
"I think it'll be easier if you're on top," Sasuke answered thickly, caressing Naruto's stomach softly, flicking his eyes back up to look at the blond.
Naruto nodded and they shifted around until Sasuke was sitting propped up against some pillows with Naruto straddling his lap. Naruto rose up slightly, reached behind him and slipped his hand around Sasuke's cock, feeling it throb in his hold, slick with lubrication and pre come. Bracing himself, he slowly sank down, his eyes rolling back as he moaned lowly, feeling himself stretch around Sasuke's cock as his body accepted him. There was some slight resistance as his body involuntarily tensed up a bit, but he pushed through and then he was seated completely on Sasuke's lap; his hands shooting out to clamp down on Sasuke's shoulders, steadying himself.
"You okay?" Sasuke asked breathlessly; his own hands clenching Naruto's hips. There was a tremor going through his legs and he was clenching his teeth, obviously holding himself back from moving immediately.
"Yeah, I'm okay," Naruto murmured after a moment, allowing his body to adjust to the intrusion. Once he was completely relaxed, he started moving. First rocking back and forth, sharing soft kisses with his lover, groaning whenever Sasuke brushed against his prostate.
Then he started moving up and down, adjusting the angle to get Sasuke to touch his spot as much as possible, and the pleasure started becoming overwhelming. They were both breathing harshly, sweat coating their bodies, making their skin slick and making it easier for them to move their bodies. Sasuke started rolling his hips upwards, putting more force behind his thrusts and Naruto dug his fingers into strong shoulders, wave after wave of pleasure attacking him, wearing him down like the sea did with cliffs.
Cerulean blue locked onto burning black and he gasped, "Almost there."
Sasuke grunted, a look of fierce concentration etched onto his face and it only took a couple of more deep thrusts for the pleasure to explode and Naruto's scream was swallowed up by a fierce kiss, their hands clutching at each other as they shook and trembled, their climax washing over them. Sparks erupted behind Naruto's closed eyelids and his muscles clenched and relaxed over and over again, as his come splattered both their stomachs.
They remained in that position for a while, staring into each other's eyes and exchanging soft, light kisses as their breathing calmed down and their hearts stopped racing. A wet washcloth removed most of the evidence of their lovemaking; both men too tired to get up for a shower.
They laid back down on their sides, facing each other, their legs entwined and Naruto's belly pressed against Sasuke's stomach. Exhaustion was now steadily creeping up on Naruto, the events of the day catching up to him finally.
His eyes started drooping and his hand found Sasuke's, wrapping his fingers between his.
"I love you." The words were soft, only loud enough for his ears to catch them, but sincere and blue eyes shot open again; his heart skipping a beat before quickening.
Sasuke gazed back at him calmly, but his eyes were soft and he brushed his lips against Naruto's. "I really do."
"I love you too," Naruto whispered, unable to contain the smile spreading across his face.
When sleep finally claimed him, he was still smiling; his hand clutching Sasuke's and his baby moving gently in his belly.
A perfect ending to a perfect day.
"Sasuke? Who was at the door?" Naruto entered the hallway, wondering why it was taking so long for Sasuke to come back. His lower back was still aching a bit thanks to what they did last night and he rubbed his back absentmindedly.
Sasuke was still standing near the door, reading the paper in his hand with a deep frown.
"Special delivery by the post?" Naruto guessed and drew closer. Normally there was no post on Sunday, unless it was a special delivery and that only served to pique his curiosity. What had been pressing enough that someone would send it through special delivery?
"Yeah, Sakura sent this," Sasuke replied, sounding off.
The name of his former friend made Naruto freeze and he stared at the paper apprehensively. "What does it say?"
"She signed the divorce papers."
AN2: Does this count as a cliffhanger? Not really sure ...
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Cuddles
Melissa
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