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Alternative Education	By : Ljiljana Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1207 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part Three

The hotel was an ordinary five story building, surrounded by many others just like it. It was standing at the corner where one of the busiest streets in this part of the city was cut by a smaller one. Even though it was old and in need of external painting, the hotel was in a very good location. Only a hundred or so meters from it was the famous city square, full of restaurants, various hotels and business buildings. The old part of the city, now a popular and interesting tourist attraction, was also only twenty minutes away on foot.

The interior of their hotel was just slightly better than the exterior. Pale yellow dominated the narrow lobby, the monotony of it only broken by wooden furniture and ornaments, painted to look like cherry wood.

The owner – a bulky man with a wild broom of sandy hair - greeted them at the main staircase. They had to listen to his explanations and rules for several long minutes; they were given in broken English.

Without a clarification on the demand, students were asked not to use the elevator. Considering that most of the rooms were on the first floor, it wasn't a big deal, but it was still irritating. They were also asked not to run down the halls, as if they were eight, not eighteen. The one rule Sasuke predicted was that they were not allowed food and drinks inside. Not a single middle class hotel with a functional bar and a restaurant would ever permit a thing like that. They did not care that most of the students couldn't afford the prices they were forcing on them – it was an efficient way to earn money.

The reception desk was next to the stairs. Iruka took the keys from the receptionist, doing all the work as per usual, while Kakashi was lazily gazing over the gathered students. Even though he looked as if he were doing anything but, Sasuke was under the impression that he was counting them again. It felt to him that every time Kakashi was looking disinterested and bored he was actually making sure all the students were there – and he looked disinterested and bored all the time. It was both annoying and comforting.

He wasn't really listening as the noise around him picked up until Iruka pressed one of the keys into his hand. "Okay, it's a triple bedroom. You don't mind sharing with Naruto again? Good, good. We need one more here!"

Sasuke meant to say something to that, something that meant refusal. Only he didn't, not even when Naruto appeared next to him and repeated that they needed another roommate in a loud, booming voice.

The Tarzan call attracted, of course, the second nosiest person around – Kiba.

There was no way to tell which emotion was stronger, disappointment or relief. Sasuke didn't want that idiotic thing to keep happening, not with Naruto. Not with any guy. Having Kiba in the room, as noisy and hyperactive as he was, would be a good thing.

The disappointment was unmistakably present, though.

They found the room quickly. Sasuke claimed the bed he liked and the bathroom while the twin idiots checked out the view from the terrace. They complained and glared about the lack of hot water later, but it was their own fault. Sasuke ignored them, making himself comfortable in the room.

The city was on their list of places to visit, with its several art and war museums and archeological sites, but it was also to be their nexus for about five or six places of interest scattered around the area. He figured he might as well make good use of the tiny night table next to his bed. They were going to stay in the hotel for the next three days, with the amount of road they had to cover.

Later, Naruto tried to talk Sasuke into going out with them – well, he asked - but he didn't feel like going. He wanted some time alone. The rather expensive hard-cover travel guide Itachi got him when he was preparing for the trip should suffice as entertainment after the long day, anyway. It wasn't as if it were possible to actually hear anything when their guide had something to say about spots they were visiting, so he really was interested in reading it.

Barely fifteen minutes after they had left, someone entered the room without knocking.

"Iruka didn't let me go," Naruto complained without a prompt. Why would Iruka forbid him from going? Sasuke frowned, but then he remembered the thing Kakashi said back when they came down from the bus.

"They said that only those who were eighteen could go out."

Naruto pouted, "Yeah, but I'll be eighteen tomorrow. I've tried telling them – I'll be eighteen as soon as midnight passes, but they don't think it's good enough."

Sasuke returned to his book, determined not to fall into a real conversation with Naruto. He was fine there by himself, and anyway, if Naruto was only hours away from being eighteen, they should have let him go. He was only going to end up being a bother to Sasuke.

Naruto threw himself across his bed and glared at the ceiling.

"Not fair," he grumbled. "Everyone else is having fun."

Sasuke ignored him, trying to focus on the praying ceremonies of moncs of those monasteries they had visited earlier in the day had. It was interesting, they used to climb into some sort of a net-sack and pray for days without food or water, suspended over those dangerously high cliffs…

"Well, aside from you. You're of age, why didn't you go?"

Or they would go into one of the holes – yeah, the guide had a picture of one of the rocks that looked like Swiss cheese. They were like tiny caves, most just barely big enough to fit a man. It was supposedly very hard to climb up to reach them, so those sessions were not very common…

"They're probably going to drink. And I have to sit here and watch you read books. Who carries a book on a field trip anyway?"

Sasuke snapped the guide book shut. "You aren't going to shut up, are you?'

Naruto was lying on his side now, smirking, with his head propped up on one arm.

"Well," he said, leering and wrapping the hem of his shirt around his thumb. It could have been an accident, but Sasuke was willing to bet he was showing skin on purpose. "I think you could shut me up, if you really, really wanted."

Sasuke promptly chased away the picture of how exactly he could do that – literally - and stood up. He had to change his shirt before leaving the hotel, because the one he had on him was wrinkled from lying in bed. It would be better to go to the bathroom to change, but… He didn't want to. That would be admitting that things were different between Naruto and him, and besides. If Naruto could tease like that...

"Come on then," he said when he finished.

Naruto blinked before meeting his eyes, looking as if he had a hard time raising them that high. "What?" Sasuke waited until he got it. "But I'm not allowed."

"That is because they will stay out drinking," he explained. "We're just going to the store."

Naruto's eyes lit up as he got back up. "You sure you don't want another shirt? That one is… Entirely too blue. I can wait."

That almost got Sasuke to snort aloud. "I'm fine," he said, before walking out.

Naruto followed, grinning widely.

Instead of overprotective Iruka, they found Kakashi and explained their sudden overwhelming need for paper tissues, city smog and in Naruto's case, chocolate. Kakashi warned him to bring Naruto back before midnight, effectively making him Sasuke's responsibility. He seemed sure that they were lying about where they were going. It was fine, though. They'd be back soon enough to change his opinion.

They had to walk up to the square so Sasuke could determine which street was the one he needed. Naruto kept up with his pace, chattering cheerfully.

"Do you even know where you're going?" Naruto demanded after they had to take a turn on the street that was almost parallel with the one their hotel was on. It was almost as if they were going back.

"Yes, I do."

"How?"

They were only a few meters in, so a corner of the beautiful white building that was proudly dominating their side of the square was still in sight. It wasn't the most luxurious hotel in the area, but it was a few steps up from the one they were staying in at the moment. "Do you see that hotel there?" Sasuke pointed it out. "I stayed there with my family a couple of years ago, when my father had to come here for The International Law Enforcement Seminar."

Naruto scanned the building up until the last floor, his mouth slightly open. So that he wouldn't think about how good a kisser Naruto proved himself to be last night, Sasuke turned away from him to resume the walk down the street. When Naruto caught up, he explained, "This is a part of the city that has the most tourists and foreigners in general – if we don't count the small part that goes out on the sea, which is only for the very rich. That's why it's full of hotels and restaurants. It took me two full days of looking to find this store."

Naruto, still occasionally glancing back, asked, "But doesn't it make more sense to have a lot of stores then? So people will buy more?"

"And save some money, instead of spending three times more than they actually cost in the hotel shops and restaurants? No. Even this store is mostly wholesale, but there are items for individual retail sale as well.

It took longer than Sasuke remembered, probably because Naruto insisted on walking close enough for their shoulders to bump occasionally. But when they finally reached the corner, Sasuke was satisfied to see that the store was still there, and still open 24/7.

Inside - after about five minutes of letting him breathe freely - Naruto found him in the aisles, between sandwiches packed in hard plastic and the surprisingly wide selection of toast bread.

"Hey, Sasuke," he whispered, leaning in without even the smallest bit of consideration for personal space, "d'you think they'd let me buy alcohol here?"

The little cloud of warm air that hit his jaw made it harder to think, but they were in public. That was enough for Sasuke to keep his voice steel. "I've no idea."

"If they don't," Naruto carried on, as if he expected that answer, "would you buy it for me?"

"No."

"Oh, come on! It's my birthday tomorrow! People will expect me to buy them drinks – and this is so much cheaper!"

It wasn't a secret Naruto was not good on money. He really was going to be ripped off tomorrow, if he had to treat everyone. It's not as if people like Kiba would think about what Naruto would eat for the rest of the field trip as long as they can drink. But, that was hardly Sasuke's problem.

"No."

Naruto narrowed his eyes. "Asshole."

"You're not allowed to take it inside anyway."

"Meh. I'll take care of that, it's not a problem," Naruto said dismissively. He was still too close, presumably so he wouldn't be overheard, but Sasuke had to work hard to control his breathing when Naruto took another small step forward, until they were exchanging body heat. "Please?"

Sasuke glanced back at him at the tone of his voice. The moron was trying his very best to look like a pleading puppy, but he was flushed, opened-mouthed and not more than couple of centimeters away. Sasuke inhaled deeply so he wouldn't react. Instead of finding his sanity, though, he found himself with his nose full of the smell of Naruto's stupid nettle shampoo.

He tilted his head, a small motion that just served to bring their noses closer together. As Naruto caught his breath audibly, Sasuke murmured, "What exactly is it that you're begging me for?"

As suddenly as he took that breath in, Naruto let it out, but the retreating movement that followed him was minimal. "Alcohol, to buy me alcohol. And then we can go back to the hotel and have sex."

For once, repeating himself felt really, really good. "No."

Naruto stepped back, allowing Sasuke's blood to cool. He rolled his eyes, tugging absentmindedly at the collar of his shirt and deadpanned stupidly,. "I might die of shock."

Ignoring him, Sasuke headed to the counter. Dim-witted morons should be forbidden to use sarcasm.

In the end, no one asked about his age when Naruto took two bottles of some clear liquor and a lot of toilet paper. He definitely had experience snuggling things in. No one even looked at them twice when they walked back into the hotel, but it was still a good idea to hide the bottles among the unneeded paper. Naruto headed straight to their room.

Sasuke went to find Kakashi or Iruka, as he promised he would. When he knocked on the door of the room that the teachers were settled in, Kakashi opened the door. He looked halfway between asleep and ravished. Sasuke took a step back, away from him.

"Aaaa, back already?" Kakashi asked. "I thought you were going out."

"We were going out. To the store." Kakashi seemed like he was waiting for the punch line , so Sasuke decided to just confirm instead of explaining again. "Yes. We're back."

"Yeah. I see. Anything else?"

In his own way, Kakashi was more annoying then Iruka's constant worry. What was the point of telling the student to come tell you when he got back if you were going to sleep and be irritated when he woke you up?

"No," Sasuke answered him anyway. The door closed in his face, and cut off the option to procrastinate for a bit longer before going back to a room that would only have Naruto in it. The hallway of the first floor was very quiet because almost no one stayed back inside.

When Sasuke walked in, Naruto was reading Sasuke's book. He was leaning in closely, nose practically touching the page, as if that would help him understand better what the book said. He acknowledged Sasuke's entry with a quick glance, and then ignored him in favor of the travel guide.

Sasuke thought about demanding his book back, but if Naruto was really that engrossed in reading, he might stay quiet. That was worth sharing over, wasn't it? And it would have been a shame to get in the way of the shocking occasion of Naruto reading without being forced.

It worked in keeping him quiet, at any case. Naruto was still reading when Sasuke returned from the bathroom, ready for bed.

He was closest to the window; Naruto took the bed in the middle, which left Kiba to sleep in the one next to the bathroom. Without letting himself fear - or hope - that anything like last night could happen again, Sasuke got under the covers. Just knowing Naruto was in the next bed made it hard for him to relax. Eventually, with only the sounds of the traffic outside and occasional flipping of the pages, he fell asleep.

XIXIXIXIXIXIX

The distant buzz grew really loud, solidifying into the crisp notes of a march. Sasuke tried to determine the source, but it worked only after he recognized the sounds of someone cursing and turning off the cell phone.

"Sorry," Naruto said when he noticed him looking over his shoulder, "Forgot I had this on."

The room was still empty aside from the two of them, and it was still dark outside. It couldn't be the alarm clock. What was it, then?

Naruto didn't need to be questioned about details to give them, thankfully. "It's midnight," He offered with a quirky smile, "my birthday."

Oh, right. "Happy birthday."

There was pause, so Sasuke turned completely to lie on his back. That way, he could see where Naruto was standing between their beds, with his phone still in hands. He was frowning a little, which efficiently dispelled the uncanny resemblance of their positions to those from the previous night.

"Yeah, thanks. Is that all I get?"

For all his words could mean, the tone was flat. Naruto wasn't even looking at Sasuke, he was still staring at the screen of his phone. Did he expect a present?

"Keep the book," Sasuke said after a minute of uncomfortable silence. He didn't really think Naruto would ask for something, it was more likely that the question was rhetorical, maybe a result of some sort of birthday depression. But giving presents was a tradition, after all.

The cell phone clicked loudly when Naruto put it back on the night table between their beds to pick up the book he had left there.

"Really?" Naruto asked, as if to check if he was serious. Like giving someone something only to take it back could be a good joke. It made him wonder idly about the type of people Naruto was spending his time with.

"I'm done with it," Sasuke said dismissively. He hadn't finished reading it, but that was hardly a big deal. The book had a couple of notes Itachi had left for him, but had otherwise barely been opened.

The look on Naruto's face made it clear he didn't mind it wasn't bought for him. He stroked the spine of the hard cover with his thumb, like the book was a living thing that needed attention and care, and smiled. His belongings were on the other side of his bed, so he walked there to unzip his bag and leave the book inside. Sasuke let his head fall back down at the pillow once he realized he was following too closely what Naruto was up to. He thought about demanding that Naruto should turn the light off now if he wasn't reading any longer, but before he managed to form the words, a weight settled at the side of his mattress.

He opened his eyes to glare at Naruto. "What are you doing?"

Ignoring him, Naruto climbed on the bed before Sasuke could react and straddled his knees. "Turn the blasts off, Cyclops. Just wanna talk to you."

Naruto's weight felt good, but the determined glint in his eyes was downright delicious. Sasuke didn't want him to move – not unless he was moving forward in bed - but that didn't mean Naruto should know that. "Any reason for why you couldn't talk to me from another spot in the room? The terrace would've been a great choice."

Naruto snorted, "Like this won't be hard enough."

Sasuke settled for listening and glaring, but in the silence that stretched, Naruto placed his open palms on his thighs. They were hot; Sasuke could clearly feel them through the sheets and his pajama bottoms. Naruto's eyes, tracing an invisible line across Sasuke's chest, were narrowed and focused, but he wasn't talking. Sasuke took a couple of controlled breaths to be sure his warning would come out steady. "Naruto."

"Hmm?"

"That's not talking." Naruto's hands stilled, but he didn't move them off Sasuke's hips, where they had been wandering before Sasuke opened his mouth.

He glanced up, meeting Sasuke's eyes. Lust and the wicked teasing glint in them spelled trouble. "Yeah. You need persuasion, too."

Naruto was heavier and leaning forward, but Sasuke pushed him as hard as he could. Naruto managed to keep his balance and ended up sitting on the other side of the bed. Sasuke kicked his legs off the mattress.

"Back to your own bed, moron. We're done talking."

Naruto didn't move, just flashed him an annoyed look. "We're not done talking. Why do you keep acting like such an asshole, anyway? You sure were – ah, more pleasant last night."

"That was a mistake." It was a mistake, one Sasuke would spend a lot of time regretting, obviously. "It was your fault."

"Yeah, I remember. That's not exactly an insult, you realize," Naruto sighed, and then gave him a quick, wicked grin. "Wanna know what was I dreaming about?"

"No." The chances were, it didn't involve him. Sasuke had no wish to hear about wet dreams about Sakura.

"Probably for the better," Naruto snickered, raising his naked feet back on Sasuke's sheets, and gathered one leg underneath him. "The truth is, you didn't mind. That it was me. You didn't mind at all."

No, he didn't mind at all. The very thought of someone else, like Kiba, in Naruto's place the previous night was not a very pleasant one. Maybe the attraction he was feeling toward Naruto wasn't because of his personality, because he was a stupid class idiot. Maybe the attraction was only superficial—it was undeniable that Naruto was the best-looking guy in their year. Maybe even their school. Maybe even school.

Excluding Sasuke himself, of course.

Telling Naruto 'of course I didn't mind it was you' was out of the question, though. "What do you want from me?"

Naruto shrugged, just one shoulder lifting. "I don't know why you want to pretend it didn't happen so much. It's not like it's that important. It's not like I'd go to your mum the first time you remind me you're a whiny bitch - it's not like I wouldn't expect that."

No, it wasn't that important. And Sasuke wasn't pretending it didn't happen, he just wished it hadn't. Was there a purpose for this conversation at all? Maybe he should have let Naruto sit on his knees after all. He had been making more sense then – and what was with the weird way he was talking, almost like…?

His mouth caught up before his mind could. "You're propositioning me."

Naruto jerked, startled. "What?"

"That's it, isn't it? You're going out of your way to reassure me how you won't tell anyone anything, because you know about what happened with my brother." Naruto's face was a bit red across his cheeks, but he was looking boldly right back at Sasuke. "Am I right?"

Naruto didn't deny it instantly, which was as good as confirmation. So when he moved forward, to prop himself on his fist and give Sasuke one serious, close-up look, Sasuke let him. It really wasn't all that important, was it? It was just getting off. He'd done it before, not that long ago at that. Maybe Naruto had, too. There was no doubt about them being attracted to each other and the only thing that could happen was for them to get it out of their system.

Naruto, still serious but closer now, practically over Sasuke, whispered, "Yeah, I guess you are." He used his knees to spread Sasuke's legs, but that was all contact they had at the moment. Naruto's hands were resting at the sides of his head, to support his weight and keep them apart. "So?"

It was hard to breathe with those determined blue eyes looking down at him, intent and focused. It was even harder to think, but he really needed to give his answer now.

He needed to dispel the power Naruto had over him in that position. "No."

Naruto sighed and then smirked, as if admitting he didn't expect anything else. "Told you you'd need persuasion."

When his hands moved, Sasuke realized he was probably right. If he let this continue, he would end up agreeing. He pushed Naruto away, a little disappointed with how easily Naruto went along with it, and sat up. "I said no."

It was for the better. Naruto tended to get attached. It was better to deal with that disappointed look for a couple of minutes now, then having to deal with it for the rest of the school year. It was better for both of them.

Naruto was frowning, but didn't move any farther away. They were still practically nose to nose, even with the room Naruto allowed him to put between them when he straightened up. It would be so easy to change his mind, move forward and startle Naruto out of processing the situation. It would be easy and satisfying in a way, but Sasuke kept his breathing steady and waited.

Finally, Naruto shook his head a little, as if trying to get rid of an unpleasant thought, and opened his mouth. He never managed to get a word out before the sound of someone messing around the lock startled them both.

Naruto moved off Sasuke's bed with startling smoothness. He picked up the key from the night table and went to let Kiba, who was already calling from the hallway, into the room.

Still a bit light-headed, Sasuke almost missed it. They were locked inside? If Naruto had bothered to do that, then this propositioning wasn't just a spur of the moment decision, he must have been really thinking about it while Sasuke was sleeping.

If it was the other way around, would Sasuke have dared to suggest something like Naruto just did? No matter how much he wanted it, the possibility that someone would say no was frightening. Was Naruto simply that bold? Or had he just liked what had happened last night that much?

As the door cracked open, a chorus of voices broke in, not one of them considerate to people who might be sleeping. Kiba bellowed, smothering the rest of the noise for the moment, from the top of his lungs, "Happy Birthday!"

Sasuke couldn't see from the corner of the bedroom wall, but he heard Naruto laughing. Other voices echoed Kiba, some even with the same enthusiasm – Lee was making a long speech and, judging from Naruto's grunts of pain, the tapping sounds following it were from someone hitting his back in a quasi-friendly manner.

The group advanced little by little deeper into the room where Sasuke could see them. Shikamaru pushed something into Naruto's palm, announcing that it was from Chouji and him. The wrapping ended up in Naruto's pocket before Sasuke could see what it was, and then Ino burst into the room, Sakura following closely.

If possible, Naruto's grin widened even further. Sasuke, who was still sitting in his bed, with arms leaning over his bent knees, couldn't help but feel annoyed when he flushed as Sakura kissed him. It was a quick, obviously forced peck on the cheek, was that really worth the excitement? Naruto had not reacted like that a second ago, when Ino and Hinata had done the same thing. For a second, Sasuke wished he had said yes earlier. That way he would have an excuse and the opportunity to knock some teeth out of that moron.

The crowd cleared up soon enough, apparently tired. Kiba and Naruto finally turned the lights off and went to their respective beds. Sasuke made an attempt to go back to sleep, but it was impossible with Naruto's whispering voice spreading though the room. He was telling Kiba about the store and prices there, enthusiasm as fake as the hotel's cherry wood in every word. It was exhausting and annoying to listen to. It made him want the honest Naruto back, even with the consequences.

He wasn't regretting saying no, not per se, but it wouldn't have hurt if he'd let Naruto do some persuading at least. Other students returning would have interrupted them, then, but in theory… It would have been easier to go back to sleep now.

Eventually, the mostly quiet conversation Kiba and Naruto had, leaning toward each other over the aisle between their beds died away. The silence wasn't helpful, either. Likely because of the nap earlier, Sasuke couldn't sleep.

Kiba was soon snoring softly, but was Naruto awake? He wasn't making any noise, and it felt like something crucial was missing, as they were lying in the darkness of the same room once again. Sasuke turned to his side. He had to look.

Naruto was facing his bed, the corner of the blanket tucked underneath his chin. His face was lit with the streetlight sneaking into the room through the window, over Sasuke's shoulder.

The memory of the sounds Naruto made the previous night, in his dreams, returned with a crashing force. The way he choked over his own moans, deliciously loud, the way he sighed, and moved to find friction against the mattress… Sasuke could see Naruto in his mind's eye, lying down beneath him, arching up to get their hips together in a demand to be kissed… His hands had been so warm earlier, when he had placed them on Sasuke, they had felt so good and right – why had he been so determined to get them off?

On the other bed, Naruto opened his eyes. Wide awake, he scrutinized Sasuke's face in the half-dark and frowned. Swallowing hard, Sasuke realized that he was breathing too heavily, maybe even too loudly. His hands were fisted in an unconscious, desperate attempt to let some of the tension out, but there was no way Naruto would miss just how - how horny he was, not if he doesn't stop staring.

For a long time, Naruto was simply looking back, waiting. His face was unreadable. It was even easier to remember his fierce need from the last night, the texture of his palm brushing over the head of Sasuke's erection as he kept his eyes steady, focus on Sasuke's face, with his face so clear in the light from the street. But his face was so unresponsive now, so flat – if he doesn't say anything, Sasuke would break and beg like some pitiful deprived sex addict.

"You're so stubborn," Naruto muttered, finally. His voice alone was such a relief to hear that Sasuke had to close his eyes for a moment. Naruto pushed the cover off him and stood up. He was, again, sleeping just in boxers, so the tent marking him just as horny as Sasuke was feeling was impossible to miss. His eyes flickered to Kiba for a moment, making sure he was asleep. "Come on, then."

For a second, Sasuke couldn't do anything but watch Naruto turn away and walk to the bathroom. His mind caught up with the situation then – Naruto didn't make him ask, thank God, and that was why he was feeling grateful – so Sasuke slipped out of the bed and followed.

In the small windowless room, Naruto waited for him leaning on the sink. He was still expressionless, which probably meant he was seriously angry, or something.

"You're jerking me around, aren't you?" He hissed when Sasuke closed the door as silently as he could behind him. "I offered you…"

There was probably much more from where that came from, but Sasuke couldn't wait for him to finish, not right then. Naruto just in his undershirt and underwear, even under the blinking yellow light, propping himself up on the sides of the sink was just… too much.

So instead of waiting for the storm to pass, Sasuke crossed the three small steps between them, entangled his fingers into Naruto's hair to keep him in place and kissed him. It was almost as if he were mimicking the way Naruto had kissed him for the first time last night; a demand, not a question. The exasperated but soft 'asshole' wrapped itself around Sasuke's tongue before Naruto responded in kind, kissing back. His forever restless hands slid past Sasuke's hips, lower, grabbed his ass to bring them closer together.

For several loaded moments, Sasuke forgot why they were there. The warmth Naruto was wrapping him in was comfortable. He was kissing with his eyes closed, but very aware of who was with him – how could he forget, with the smell of nettle sharp in his nose and Naruto's small sounds so very familiar? He was almost content to just keep it up as it was, to just kiss for a while…

But then Naruto moved a little, adjusted them so they'd fit together better. Thin night clothes didn't hide anything, but it was suddenly nowhere near enough contact. Sasuke gasped into the kiss when their cocks rubbed together, too loud but unable to help it. He could feel Naruto shudder in response, he could feel Naruto's muscles contract and relax, just in time to partner with the growl one of them let out.

The kiss ended like it had been cut off with an axe, with a painful afterglow. Naruto's grip on Sasuke's ass loosened. He stepped back the first time before even realizing that Naruto was shoving him. After the second step backwards, Naruto was pushing his pajama bottoms down. After the third step, just as Naruto wrapped his hand over Sasuke's now free cock, his back collided with the hard wooden door.

"You better know how to appreciate this," Naruto whispered, gusting hot air right into Sasuke's ear and down his spine. He almost reacted aloud again, so on edge, needing more and in the effort not to, he missed the meaning of the words completely.

"Huh?"

Naruto, too busy leaving a kiss and a scrape over his collarbone, failed to answer. Instead, he retreated, going away, going… down?

Sasuke blinked at his hands, still in Naruto's hair - now in front of him, and met Naruto's glazed eyes.

"You hear me?" Naruto said. His fist pumped Sasuke's erection once, harshly and he wetted his lips. Through the surge of hot waves of desire and need to feel that mouth around his cock, Sasuke wondered what is he talking about? What does he want? What do I have to do?

"What?' he croaked.

Naruto let out an impatient kind of noise. He leaned in and Sasuke caught his breath, but instead of putting that mouth to a good use for once, the moron nuzzled his cheek against the head of Sasuke's cock and pulled away to look up again.

"You'd better return this."

Oh, that. Sure, fine. Whatever.

"Yes," Sasuke answered, and put his conveniently placed hands to a good use, directing Naruto's head to his lap. Naruto cocked his head, as if to make him let go and grinned, but this time, when he leaned closer, his mouth opened to allow his hot tongue slide over Sasuke's head. It was both perfect and too much. Sasuke was shaking a little, pushing back brutally into the door with his shoulder blades and trying desperately to keep his hips in place.

The first, barely damp, mouthing Naruto gave him roared through Sasuke's body, almost unpleasant from the haste, too full of friction. But then Naruto's saliva lubricated Sasuke's shaft and the sensitive head, and all that was left was the amazing warmth and softness, Naruto's enthusiasm and Sasuke's suppressed, broken inhaling.

It took less time than he would have liked to admit, but that was apparently a rule when it came to getting off with Naruto. Sasuke curled his fingers into the blond strands until they left painful stripes across his hands, jerked forward on the particularly hearty slurp and brushed the head of his cock over something that almost opened for him. Naruto's throat closed off, unprepared, giving the last needed graze, and Sasuke came.

The first spray of sperm got lost somewhere in Naruto's mouth, but he moved away to catch air and to regain control over his swallowing function, so Sasuke simply allowed for the rest of it to fall down on the floor and Naruto's arm.

"You asshole," Naruto rasped as Sasuke panted. He quickly got up. "You absolute, complete fucking bastard."

Sasuke wrapped his hand around Naruto's proudly undisturbed erection. "Good thing you don't mind it."

He just kept his grip hard and unmoving. Naruto's glare melted, and before long he thrust into Sasuke's hand, needy and frustrated sounds slipping out. Sasuke let him lean heavily, with his forehead on his shoulder, and thrust again and again, enjoying the light smell of sweat and the shape of Naruto's just slightly downward curved cock in his hand.

Naruto broke through his haze with a broken choke, one of those incredibly sexual sounds he was always making, and Sasuke broke out of the daze.

"Wait, wait," he said, trying to pull them back to stand straight. Naruto growled, annoyed. "I said I'd return the favor."

But Naruto thrust into his hand that wouldn't unwrap itself despite the order it got again, shaking his head once jerkily. "Too late…" He gasped, his voice too high and breathy.

Because of the odd angle in which Naruto was almost hanging over his left shoulder, Sasuke only realized seconds later that he had been talking through his orgasm. He leaned back again against the door and let Naruto catch his breath.

"Ground rules," he said after a moment.

Naruto mumbled into his neck, "What?"

He wasn't moving and Sasuke didn't want him to. The sweat would slowly dry off and the world would be cold again soon enough. "If we're going to be doing this, we need ground rules."

"Hmhh…' Naruto mumbled and shifted his head where it was resting on Sasuke's shoulder so look at him. "Tell me no kissing and I'll drown you in the toilet. After I use it."

The preference not to kiss Naruto from last night felt so long ago now, Sasuke forgot how it felt. "No more then what we did so far."

As in, no sex. No anal sex. That is too much, way too much. It would make him… not good enough. Sasuke looked down at Naruto who was frowning and raising his head a little. "Hand jobs and occasional blowjobs? I can work with that."

Good. Then, "No more of that shit you pulled on the bus."

Naruto shrugged, "I didn't do anything you didn't want me to." Sasuke opened his mouth to explain the concept of blackmail and why it was so bad but Naruto raised his hands. "Fine, fine! Okay."

Sasuke nodded, and voiced the crucial part, the one he liked the least. "And only until we go back."

Naruto closed his eyes, thick eyelashes of dark blond casting a shadow all the way down to his cheeks, and moved away. Sasuke blinked when his limp cock slipped out of hand. What the hell was he doing, standing there and talking rules, with Naruto's spent dick in his hand like some freaking comfort blanket? What the hell was wrong with him?

"That's five days," Naruto spoke. It was soft, a whisper, but Sasuke was startled out of his thoughts. He walked over the small sink to wash his hands first.

"Then five days is all you get," Sasuke finally answered when his hands were clean. His mind mockingly informed him that what he actually meant was that it was them who got five days with that arrangement, but a traitor like that was better off ignored.

"Whatever," Naruto finally murmured his agreement. He didn't sound happy, but he did agree to everything. "Get out now. I need to take a shower and..."

What 'and…' could mean, Sasuke was too tired to think about. Instead he finished his own washing under Naruto's dark look, returned to the room where Kiba was fortunately still asleep and got back under his covers. With the sound of running water in the background, and Naruto outside of the room, it was blissfully easy to fall asleep.
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