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Soup's On	By : OfFansAndFlames Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1793 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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"So, Mr. Uchiha, from what I've heard, you assaulted another student in the cafeteria. Is that correct?"
Sasuke frowned, his eyes meeting the principal’s. The word “assaulted” was awfully accusatory.
“I didn’t ‘assault’ anyone. I was just breaking up a fight.”
“Did you or did you not punch another student in the face?”
There was no point in denying the fact. Even Asuma, the vice principal, probably saw him punch Juugo.
“Yes, I did. But I only did so for the safety of another student.”
The principal tilted his head to the side, taking in the information with a low, nearly inaudible grumble.
“Tell me, in your own words, what happened in the cafeteria today.”
Sasuke took a deep breath, composing himself. He needed to speak convincingly. It wasn’t only his own ass on the line. It was Juugo’s as well. And even Itachi’s and Naruto’s, if he wanted to get technical. He had to choose his words precisely, just like his brother aimed to in the court room.
“Kabuto was verbally attacking us. He made a comment to me about my parents and issued physical threats. Juugo and Kabuto then began to fight.”
“So Kabuto threatened and insulted you, and then Juugo attacked Kabuto on behalf of your honor and safety. Is this correct?”
He didn’t like the word “attacked” either, but… This was also something there was just no getting around. Not with so many witnesses.
“Yes.”
“Before resorting to physical violence, did you attempt to break up the fight in any other ways?”
“Yes. I asked Juugo to stop several times. After this, Suigetsu and I both tried to pull Juugo away from Kabuto from the back. I also requested that someone get a teacher. However, the situation was escalating quickly, and ultimately… There wasn’t time to go by the books.”
“Sasuke, you understand that this school has a zero tolerance policy towards physical violence, correct?”
It was difficult to read the principal, and he wished he’d take those wrinkled hands from his face. This didn’t seem to be going well. Sasuke felt his palms sweat just slightly, but now wasn’t the time to flounder. He had to compose himself, just like he had in court. He knew what to do. Itachi had schooled him on this.
“Principal Sarutobi, please understand that there was no ill will between Juugo and me. After I punched Juugo, the fighting ceased immediately. I acted solely out of concern for my friend and Kabuto, who, I remind you, had originally harassed me. Protocol shouldn’t blind us to the underlying purpose of the zero tolerance policy: student safety. This was my only motivation, and I believed that failure to act quickly and decisively could have had grave consequences for both my classmates and this school.”
The way Sasuke spoke made him seem twice his age, Principal Sarutobi regarding Sasuke curiously. This was not the same boy who had been brought into his office this September.
“I see.”
The principal sighed, rubbing the skin between his eyebrows. When he spoke next, it was clear that his words were entirely reluctant.
“Sasuke, I’m going to have to suspend you.”
“What.” Sasuke responded dryly, clearly noting the idiocy in this all.
“I understand why you felt the need to act as you did, but frankly, Sasuke, rules are rules.”
“Rules are rules? That’s all you have to say?”
He’d possibly even saved the life of one of this man’s students, someone he abhorred, and he was going to get suspended for it? And what after suspension? What had happened last time he’d been suspended? Community service hours and a close call for a sentence in juvenile hall. Perfect.
“Yes. It’s the way the adult world works, Sasuke. We all have rules to follow, even when they’re inconvenient. It’s called ‘zero tolerance’ for a reason. We can’t make exceptions.”
Sasuke held his tongue, a hearty variety of expletives threatening to leave his mouth at the principal’s condescending reference to “the adult world.” Did Principal Sarutobi think he was going to teach Sasuke something new here? But instead, he locked eyes with his principal.
“What would you have done, Principal Sarutobi?”
“Sasuke…”
“Because anyone who sits back and watches a friend throw their life away over him doesn’t deserve to look that person in the eye and call them his friend.”
The principal was unable to look at Sasuke, feeling as if he was speaking to someone far beyond Sasuke’s age. The atmosphere was dense. Sasuke certainly wasn’t an ordinary student. Whatever had happened, to him, whatever he’d become, and whatever he’d endured… Sasuke had changed.
He sighed, for a moment feeling like he should be the one explaining himself to Sasuke. The principal quickly righted this in his own mind.
“That’s very respectable, Sasuke, but this is just the way it has to be. I realize that you’ve been in some legal trouble recently.”
Sasuke merely grunted, crossing his arms. Yes, now he seemed much closer to his age.
“You’re not going to get pulled back into court unless someone presses charges. The school won’t. I’ll see to that personally. Only Juugo or Juugo’s family is in a legal position to press charges, and their case would be weak at best.”
Sasuke nodded, his posture relaxing. As weak as their case was, Sasuke thought that the judge might use any excuse offered to put him away. However, Juugo’s parents adored him. There was no way they’d press charges.
“It’s still bullshit,” Sasuke sulked.
“As long as you stay out of trouble, this won’t come back to haunt you. Your teachers will be made aware of the circumstances. And don’t swear in my office.”
Sasuke was glad that the principal would at least vouch for him as to why he was getting suspended yet again. Despite his grades, he didn’t have the best reputation at his school when it came to getting into fights. Anyone uninformed would have probably assumed that Sasuke asked for it in one way or another.
“Thanks.”
The principal stared down at his desk, illuminated by the afternoon sun peering through the office blinds.
“You showed a lot of control today, Sasuke. You’re a good kid.”
Sasuke shrugged, unsure of how to accept that compliment.
“If you’d like, I can also call your brother and let him know what happened.”
“No thanks. I’ll explain it to him myself.”
“Okay. You’ve come a long way over the past year,” the principal stated, looking at Sasuke as he moved some papers onto the paper tray on his desk. “You’ve made some difficult adjustments.”
Yeah, no shit. Sasuke shifted in his seat. He didn’t like where this was going. Principal Sarutobi was sounding too much like a social worker for Sasuke’s tastes, but this was frequently the procedure with authority figures when the fire came up.
“How have things been, Sasuke?”
Principal Sarutobi glanced up at Sasuke casually, trying not to look pushy.
“Can we just not?” Sasuke answered listlessly.
His principal chuckled.
“Yes, Sasuke. We can ‘just not.’”
Another silence between them.
“Your suspension is effective immediately. Before I send you home, do you have any questions for me?”
Sasuke stood, turning to walk out before asking but pausing.
“What’s going to happen to Juugo?”
The principal frowned.
“I don’t know.”
“Juugo’s…not usually like that. He’s a good guy, with a clean record, so if at all possible…I’d appreciate it if you could cut him some slack.”
He didn’t think that anything he could have said would have given Juugo a lighter sentence, but he could at least try.
“I hope you’re appreciating the severity of this situation, Sasuke. We just sent Kabuto off in an ambulance.”
Sasuke’s face lowered to the ground. He shouldn’t have been surprised that Kabuto was going to the hospital after what he’d seen. Still, the fact that an ambulance had been called reminded of just how serious this had been. What would have happened had he not intervened? And what was going to happen to Juugo? Even Sasuke, for all the fights he’d gotten into, had never injured anyone this badly.
“I don’t understand why this happened,” Sasuke at last admitted quietly.
Principal Sarutobi rubbed his hand through his beard, thinking quietly and peering at the ground. He at last resumed eye contact with Sasuke, staring at the boy closely.
“There are some elements involved in this situation that you are unaware of.”
This was his principal’s circuitous way of stating a very simple fact: there was something that Sasuke didn’t know.
“What elements?”
“I cannot legally disclose that. I’ve told you nothing.”
He wanted to press. There was clearly some sort of secret here. The principal knew. If even he knew, who else might have known as well? And a secret about whom? Kabuto? …Juugo?
“Understood.”
There was nothing else he could do. The principal had already endangered himself by insinuating this much to Sasuke, and Sasuke was appreciative. After what had happened in the cafeteria today, there had to be something about Juugo he didn’t know. He couldn’t explain the look on Juugo’s face for the life of him. Was it that he didn’t remember what he’d done to Kabuto? How the hell could someone forget that? Or was it just that he’d been snapped out of a daze and had been shocked at his own behavior?
He left the principal’s office just as the next class period was coming to an end. The halls were quiet, barely starting to wake as a few students trickled out of their classrooms. They stared at Sasuke, murmured amongst themselves, then would look back to him discreetly. Sasuke walked briskly, heading towards the bus stop.
“Wait!” a female voice shouted after him.
Footsteps quickly approached him. Sasuke never looked behind him, only increasing his pace. He wanted to get out of here before the rush hit.
“Excuse me… Ah! Sorry, Shika… Ino, move your fat ass!”
Her voice was becoming louder, but Sasuke didn’t slow down. He’d almost made it out the building’s main door when her surprisingly strong hand gripped Sasuke’s bicep. Sasuke turned around, reluctantly, to find Sakura’s worried visage looking back at him.
“What, Sakura?”
“Sasuke… What… What happened today?”
“Why does it concern you?” Sasuke inquired.
Sakura huffed, injured by Sasuke’s curt attitude.
“Now let me get out of this building before other people start hounding me with questions.”
Sasuke whipped his black scarf, which had been hanging on his neck, over his shoulder as the outside air came seeping in. He was still holding the door open as he attempted to exit.
“Please, Sasuke. Don’t pretend…like we mean nothing to each other.”
“I thought I told you to stay away from me.”
He was being cruel, perhaps. But only for Sakura’s good. She didn’t need to be involved in this bullshit, in this mess he’d created.
“Dammit, Sasuke!” Sakura hissed, grabbing Sasuke by the arm. “What the hell are you getting yourself into? Where are you going?!”
“Home.”
“Home?”
“I’m suspended.”
Sakura’s viridian eyes widened abruptly in alarm.
“Sasuke… That’s not good.”
Sasuke sighed, looking around him.
“You’re going to be late for class.”
“I don’t care.”
Sasuke knit the skin between his brows, feeling a headache form. Today had been quite the headache indeed. He rolled his eyes.
“Please, just let me know you’re safe.”
A disgruntled sigh from Sasuke.
“Fine, follow me.”
The two of them walked out towards the lawn outside. Sasuke wanted out of that school. He hated the majority of the people who went there, or at least he did at the moment. They’d all stared at today’s catastrophe like dumb idiots. The kids here were like cattle, palavering about the latest fads in their own sheltered, self-entitled little worlds. He hoped that the caliber of his peers would improve upon entering the “adult world,” though the still very cynical side of Sasuke doubted it.
“You want to know what really happened?”
Sakura nodded quietly.
“I stopped selling. Kabuto was pissed. Kabuto started getting on me and threatened me in front of Juugo, and Juugo fucking lost it. That’s about it.”
A partial truth, yes. But knowing any more would have been both unnecessary and hazardous to Sakura’s safety.
“You’ve…stopped selling?”
“Yeah.”
Sakura smiled.
“So does that mean Itachi…”
“Yeah, he had his operation. He needs a second one, but he’ll be fine.”
“Phew…” Sakura answered with relief, the slightest nervous laugh in her tone. “So… You’re going to be good now? Just like before?”
“I had a few bank robberies and assassinations in my queue, but if you insist…”
He did intend on being good, of course. But he didn’t want to be bound if he could help it.
“Sasuke…” Sakura answered, smiling but still afraid of getting her hopes dashed. “Please just answer me directly. Promise you’re going to behave?”
Sasuke stopped to think before answering Sakura. Was this a promise he could really make?
“Yeah, I’ll behave.”
After this past year, with all of the alcohol, drugs, theft, violence, and delinquency, it felt odd to say it. But this was his intent. It was also how he always used to be. He never used to be a troublemaker. Maybe returning to this way of life would not be such an adjustment.
“There were rumors… I heard about part of what Kabuto said.”
“Which part?” Sasuke asked, trying to sound disinterested.
“About…your family and all…”
People had heard that? How humiliating. By the last period, everyone would know. After the scene his group had made, Sasuke was almost glad he’d gotten suspended.
“Ah,” Sasuke said simply, doing his best impression of nonchalance.
“And even after that, you punched your best friend in the face to save that son of a bitch. If I were you, I don’t know if I could’ve been so self-disciplined. I think I would’ve punched him in the face.”
“I have no doubts,” Sasuke stated wryly. This was Sakura, after all.
“You know, when you told me you were gonna behave… I might not’ve believed it.”
“Thanks, Sakura,” Sasuke responded sarcastically.
“But I can tell. It’s like you’re coming back… The old Sasuke.”
Sasuke glanced far away, at the bus stop. His bus wasn’t due for another twenty minutes at least, but it gave him an excuse to look away nonetheless. The old him… Had he really changed so drastically, so obviously? He’d lost sight of himself, perhaps.
“Yeah. Just don’t go falling for me again. You should know better by now.”
Sakura rolled her eyes, jabbing Sasuke in the arm with a laugh, “Don’t get such a big head.”
Sasuke snickered. From far off, they heard the school bell ring, the first of ten chimes.
“You might be able to make it, if you hurry.”
Sakura looked towards the school, then at Sasuke, then back towards the school, conflicted.
“Go,” Sasuke added, shooing her away with a look both teasing and impatient.
Sakura leaned forward and pecked Sasuke’s cheek before separating herself and quickly sprinting off.
“See you around, loser!” she shouted back at him.
Sasuke rubbed at his cheek, a slight film of lip gloss on the back of his hand. Naruto would kill him if he noticed it. The lip gloss was her favorite – cherry lime. But that scent was bringing up some rather troublesome memories. Certainly nothing he needed to think about at the moment. Besides, he had Naruto, and Sakura had Gaara. And god, he was looking forward to going home, taking a shower, and maybe getting out a little pent up frustration.
The bus ride wasn’t long, not when his mind was so preoccupied. He unlocked his home, hearing Adventure Time playing from the other room. The instant Sasuke closed the door behind him, he heard Naruto walk away from the TV. Sasuke should have felt flattered, really. For Naruto to walk away from one of his favorite shows for anyone was quite the compliment.
Naruto made his way into the kitchen, which offered him a good view of Sasuke, needlessly pouring himself a second glass of water.
“Welcome home, bastard,” Naruto grinned.
As tired as Sasuke appeared, he felt like just a portion of Naruto’s energy had rubbed off on him. Sasuke waved, resting his backpack on the chair by the kitchen table.
“Hey, why are you home so early?”
And here it was. Time to explain. How the hell could he explain what just happened today? He didn’t even understand it himself. Again, Sasuke rubbed at his eyes, feeling his tension headache build.
“Just a sec,” he added, rummaging the kitchen counter for an Excedrin. He reached out, and grabbed the pill, only to be interrupted.
“Sasuke…”
“Hm?”
“Is that blood on your sleeve?”
Sasuke glanced down at his arm. Ah… So there was blood on it, though only a small smear. Naruto was staring at Sasuke now his mouth partially open.
“It’s not mine, if that makes you feel any better.”
It apparently didn’t, the same shocked and concerned expression on Naruto’s face.
“What happened?”
Sasuke frowned, taking the pill with a deep swallow of Naruto’s water.
“From the top?”
“From the top.”
“We couldn’t convince Suigetsu, but everyone else decided to sit the robbery out. So we confronted Kabuto as a group during lunch. We figured that things would be least likely to get out of hand if we were in a public place. At least theoretically.”
“I’m guessing that didn’t work out so well,” Naruto answered, sighing.
“Kabuto started going off on each of us. Of course, he finished off with me and didn’t hold any punches. Then, he threatened me, and my friend Juugo… He fucking lost it. I don’t know how else to describe it.”
“You mean… He beat him up or something? Finally. I’ve been waiting for someone to fuck that douchebag up! I woulda even done it myself if I could’ve.”
He wished he could’ve. He felt so powerless when it came to Sasuke’s affairs, but at least someone seemed to have his back. Naruto was smiling, looking perfectly satisfied. He didn’t understand. Not yet.
“That’s what I thought originally. But things got…bad. None of us could get Juugo to stop, until I finally had to resort force. Kabuto had to be taken away in an ambulance.”
“Damn… What’s up with your friend?”
“I have no idea. This is extremely out of character for him.”
Naruto’s brows knit, and Sasuke knew that he was concerned for him. Could he really blame Naruto for considering Juugo unsafe? Sasuke would have thought the same thing in Naruto’s situation.
“The reason I got home early… They suspended me, because I punched Juugo when I was trying to break up the fight. There was just no other way of getting through to him.”
Naruto’s face sunk.
“They’re…not gonna…”
“No. The school is basically on my side but had to suspend me because it’s protocol. For all intents and purposes, I’m in the clear.”
Naruto nodded slowly, clearly overwhelmed by all of the information.
“And Kabuto… Is he out of your hair now?”
Sasuke honestly didn’t know. Would Kabuto want revenge? Would he want to regain his honor? Or would he be thankful that Sasuke had come to his rescue? Kabuto was probably in the ER right now, but Sasuke was certain that he could still make some pivotal phone calls. Knowing a guy like Orochimaru was probably enough.
“I sort’ve saved his ass. So I’m assuming so.”
Naruto let out a long breath, wrapping his arms over Sasuke’s shoulders and letting them dangle on his chest.
“It’s always a close call with you, isn’t it?”
Never mind how many times Naruto’s boyfriend had just about given him a heart attack. He’d refrain from mentioning that much though.
“Mn. Just a day in the life.”
“The hell, man…” Naruto smirked. “I used to be the one getting into fixes. Now you up and take my shine.”
“What can I say? I like showing you up.”
“Dick,” Naruto mumbled under his breath with a smile.
Sasuke continued to drink Naruto’s water, leaning against the kitchen counter with Naruto’s body against his. Yes, Sasuke had come home early and gotten himself suspended. But Naruto had been terrified that Sasuke wouldn’t come home today at all. Yet here he was. How many more days would they have together in this house, playing the part of the married couple? It felt complete, but it was synthetic. Naruto knew that in the most likely circumstance, this would only count for a couple months of their lives, a short time they’d never forget and perhaps never get the chance to replicate. So he grasped at Sasuke a little more tightly, kissing the crook of his neck around his scarf, which was once again hanging, unwrapped, over his neck.
The sensation of Naruto’s lips on his neck broke Sasuke out of his thoughts. It had been a difficult day; that much was a fact. Sasuke leaned his head towards the side, offering Naruto more reign.
“You’re awfully affectionate today.”
“Is that a problem?” Naruto asked, playfully tugging on Sasuke’s earlobe with his teeth.
Despite himself, Sasuke felt a mild tingle roll from the base of his neck to his tailbone. He turned towards Naruto, inclining his face up and kissing him slowly. His arms rested on Naruto’s lower back, Sasuke’s fingers locked loosely together. Naruto reached up and placed a hand on Sasuke’s cheek, their tongues barely reaching into each other’s mouths.
Sasuke was the first to grow unsatisfied with this, his tongue venturing farther, moving with just slightly more force. For all that had happened, and all the bullshit he had on his mind, he needed an outlet. These gentle and steady caresses were beginning to tease him. He leaned forward, causing Naruto to take an unplanned and instinctive step back, bumping into one of the cupboards. The tapping noise as the woods collided created a sense of unrestraint, Naruto now competitively moving back to meet Sasuke, his motions becoming every bit as dominant.
Naruto’s other hand rested on Sasuke’s chest, feeling the gentle rising and falling. Sasuke’s tongue met Naruto’s molars, Naruto’s eyes shutting. Sasuke glanced at Naruto, watching his eyelids fall before Sasuke allowed his own to do the same. Sasuke’s hands fell, his fingers finding purchase in the loops of Naruto’s jeans. Their chests bumped together as their kisses intensified, and Sasuke felt the urge to reach still lower…
Sasuke broke the kiss, leaning forward and whispering into Naruto’s ear, as if they could be overheard, “Do you want to go upstairs?”
Naruto’s eyes widened slightly, wondering if Sasuke had anything specific in mind besides, of course, the obvious. He nodded. Both walked towards the stairs, and in a rare show of etiquette, Sasuke offered Naruto to walk up first. Naruto grinned at Sasuke, and Sasuke smirked back at his lover’s obliviousness to his true intents.
As they moved, taking brisk step by brisk step, the thought occurred to Naruto that he could no longer see his lover, whose footsteps were closely following his own. He opened the bedroom door, Sasuke still following behind him. He neared the bed, and then…
He didn’t see it coming when Sasuke flung him onto the bed, his body bouncing once as the mattress took on his weight. Sasuke joined him, slinking forward like a beast stalking its prey. Naruto moved back, taken by surprise. Sasuke straddled him, gripping his wrists hard as he fastened them to the bed. Naruto struggled upwards, trying to twist off to the side. Responding quickly, Sasuke placed his knee between Naruto’s thighs and upwards towards his groin.
“Woah! Getting a little…”
Sasuke applied a little more force between Naruto’s thighs than was comfortable. There. That should keep him in check. Naruto gasped sharply in the middle of his sentence before being able to finish.
“…a-ahead of ourselves, are we?”
Sasuke merely tilted his head, regarding Naruto lustfully and commandingly.
“Naruto, in the past four hours, I’ve watched someone almost get beaten to death, punched my friend in the face, got suspended, and chanced incarceration. Who knows what tomorrow will bring?”
Sasuke had the tone of someone fed up with close calls, fed up with plot turns, fed up with bullshit. Now, he wanted control. Naruto’s eyes drifted off, frowning before he glanced back at Sasuke uncertainly. So much had happened already. And there was so much more to come. It was, truthfully, a little scary.
“But in this moment, you’re here, you’re underneath me, and you’re mine. That’s all that matters right now. So I’m going to plow inside you so deep you can’t help but scream out my name.”
Naruto bit his lip, suppressing a whimper at the sound of those words. He had no complaints, of course, but all form of thought was blocked from leaving his lips. He just stared, dazed, giving Sasuke a slight nod.
Sasuke kissed him, wasting no time to steady escalation, biting his lower lip and forcing his tongue deep into Naruto’s mouth. Naruto moaned, craning his head forward with like enthusiasm, their teeth bumping slightly in their frenzy. They were forced to breathe through their noses as the kiss prolonged, growing more and more passionate.
Sasuke nipped at Naruto’s chin, biting and sucking at his neck at will. As Sasuke left a deep purple mark behind, Naruto felt Sasuke’s bangs brush against his cheeks, and he curled his toes tight as he allowed himself to be owned. He fought to bring his arms up from off the bed, after which Sasuke slammed his arms down and gripped his wrists so hard that Naruto’s fingers began to grow red.
“Don’t you dare disobey me,” Sasuke snarled.
Fuck, it hurt, but Sasuke’s mouth felt so good. It was the perfect medley. Yet the way Sasuke ordered, as if his royal decree trumped all insolence, only incited Naruto. Maybe if he’d asked him nicely. But who was this bastard to push him around? He tried to free his arms again, but Sasuke’s knee gave a painful nudge to the steadily growing erection housed in Naruto’s jeans. Naruto yelped, quickly using his feet to push his body up on the bed and avoid the unwelcome pressure. Sasuke’s knee followed, relentlessly, unwilling to be escaped. His grip on Naruto’s wrist tightened, as if that were even possible. Sasuke was still stronger than him? Why?
“I warned you. I was being nice.”
Sasuke’s voice was deep and menacing. Normally, this was nothing he would fear. But Naruto’s hands were tingling and going numb. He couldn’t escape the pain that restricted his stiffening length, kept in place by his wrists. He couldn’t relax any of his muscles and allow his lower half to fall back down on the bed, or the sensation would near unbearable. He doubted Sasuke would move his knee backwards to accommodate him. His back, his abs, his knees, his thighs… His muscles ached, using all their strength to maintain his position. His chest tightened as anxiety began to grow, his mind drifting back, remembering… No, he couldn’t remember that. His eyes regarded Sasuke with fear, and Sasuke smirked. That fucking sadist.
“But I have a knack for cruelty. Would you like to test this?”
Naruto licked his lips and swallowed, shaking his head fervently. His panting was shallow and quick.
“Then obey.”
“Y-yes, Sasuke.”
And Sasuke’s knee moved back, allowing Naruto’s muscles their much desired release. Naruto’s hands ached as a static of tingles informed him that Sasuke’s grip had relented, blood painfully replenishing his digits. He moved his fingers against each other, feeling returning to them.
But as Sasuke fully pulled his knee back, Naruto grew to miss its presence. He now stretched his body downwards, seeking contact with it as blue eyes stared at Sasuke imploringly. Sasuke’s hands were currently occupied so Sasuke was only able to look down, a smug half smile taking his face.
“Already so greedy…”
Sasuke moved his knee forward again, but this time, by just the perfect amount. Naruto had never been in this position before, completely under someone else’s power. It was scary, degrading, and honestly, arousing as all fuck. He shamelessly began to make minute movements from his lower back, grinding gently against Sasuke’s thigh.
Sasuke leaned forward and kissed Naruto again, and Naruto kissed back appreciatively, obediently, gratefully…
“So good…” Sasuke told Naruto, his voice soft and almost comforting. “This is what you get when you heed my orders.”
Naruto moaned needily. He’d obey, and obey, and obey again if this was the treatment it would afford him. But there was something in the punishment, that feeling of fear… It was delicious, addictive. What was Sasuke truly capable of? He knew Sasuke’s history, remembered the scars on Sasuke’s body, knew that he did, indeed, have quite the violent disposition. After all, isn’t this why they met in the first place? This was something Sasuke had to control to function in society, but most certainly not to function in the bedroom.
Sasuke was growing quite frustrated with Naruto’s eyes being able to predict his every movement. He saw Naruto’s mind preparing himself for everything, craning his neck when Sasuke sucked at it, the muscles preemptively twitching as they were made aware of his imminent presence. He was also quite limited without the use of his hands.
“I’m going to release your hands for a bit,” Sasuke told Naruto. “Can I trust you to behave?”
Naruto nodded, so Sasuke released him. Sasuke unbuttoned Naruto’s jeans and quickly pulled them off, causing Naruto to take a trembling gasp as his lower region was exposed to the room’s temperature through his boxers. He twisted Naruto onto his back, the blond’s body offering him no resistance. He used the legs of Naruto’s jeans to perfectly knot his wrists together, snuggly enough to endure any treasonous efforts but loosely enough to allow ample blood flow and pose only the slightest bit of discomfort.
He’d only done this a handful of times. Sakura had loved it. But of course, he had to be in just the right headspace for it. Today had done that for him perfectly. He tied the knot nicely and neatly, rolling Naruto back onto his back. Naruto swallowed, feeling his chest tighten. He was beneath Sasuke, defenseless, and he was loving it. So fucking what? It wasn’t as if he couldn’t do the very thing to Sasuke…at least in theory.
But while this turned him on, he couldn’t help… Shit, why was that night coming into the picture right now? He willed his mind around it. He couldn’t think of that. He couldn’t think of him. It was only Sasuke right now.
Sasuke kissed Naruto once again, staring directly into his eyes. He took the scarf off from around his neck, holding it up to Naruto’s face.
“Take it all in, Naruto. The room, the way you look right now, my face… Because after this, the only thing you’ll be able to do is feel, just how I want you to.”
Naruto nodded, feeling his erection stiffen. Just feeling was fine with Naruto. He had no doubts of Sasuke’s ability to make him feel pleasure beyond what he’d ever experienced before, far beyond the work of his own hand, or just about anything else he could imagine. Sex with Sasuke made ramen look like worm chow, and that was saying something. Blind folded, wrists bound, however he could get it, he wanted it. And to remove all choice of action from him by binding his wrists, and all distracting sensory input by blindfolding him… Naruto wondered if he could even take it, unadulterated and pure.
The soft black cloth met his face, going over his eyes. He lifted his head so Sasuke could tie it behind his skull. Sasuke lay Naruto down again, and he kissed, bit his lip, kissed down his neck… Naruto’s chest began to tighten. He couldn’t see Sasuke anymore, couldn’t see those fierce but reassuring eyes, see that unmistakable haircut, grasp and feel Sasuke’s flesh… The only thing he had was Sasuke’s scent and his rough touches. Besides that, he could’ve been anyone, he could’ve even been…
Naruto’s chest was beginning to tighten. No, this wasn’t good. It wasn’t him. It wasn’t his foster parent. It was Sasuke, he reminded himself. Sasuke. Sasuke. Why were these thoughts intruding… And his eyes… They watered. Was he crying? Crying out of what? Pleasure? Fear? Panic? No… It was certainly panic now. He couldn’t escape. It wasn’t Sasuke. It was him. It was him.
“S-stop,” Naruto hiccupped, his tears making their way into his voice.
Sasuke did, indeed, stop, staring at Naruto in confusion. Sasuke flattered himself that he was learning his lover enough so that he realized when stop meant “stop” and when stop meant “for the love of all that is holy, keep going.” This, however, left him perplexed. He slinked up towards Naruto’s face again, pecking his lip softly and brushing his thumb against Naruto’s scarred cheek. His finger accidentally strayed to the edge of the scarf. It was wet.
He recoiled, staring at Naruto in shock. Sasuke felt his gut sink, remembering the day that Naruto had told him how he’d gotten those scars. They had been wrestling in this bed, and then… Sasuke had triggered a panic attack by holding Naruto down. He suddenly felt like the world’s greatest ass.
“Naruto…” he said softly. “We don’t have to do it like this if you don’t want to. I can untie you.”
The sound of Sasuke’s voice grounded him, and his chest felt a little lighter.
“No…” Naruto responded. He was liking this. He really was. He just needed a second to adjust, to tame his unruly thoughts. “It’s fine. I just meant to stop for a second… I needed to catch my breath.”
But would that really fix things? He didn’t want to trigger yet another panic attack for Naruto. He was sadistic, yes. But of all the ways he’d love to torture Naruto, this was most certainly not one of them.
“But you’re kind of…uh…”
“What?”
Sasuke stared down at Naruto, still blindfolded, allowing himself to look much more concerned than he would have otherwise.
“Crying. Which is generally considered a sign of distress.”
“I am not crying, asshole!”
Naruto would have swung at Sasuke for saying that, if only his arms had been free. He was not crying! His defiance would have been far more credible had he not been bound and blindfolded, he felt.
“Right,” Sasuke answered dryly. “Look, like I said, we don’t have to do this. I can take the blindfold off.”
“No, don’t…take it off…” Naruto requested with just the slightest note of desperation. “I… I like it.”
He blushed at the admission - the admission that he liked it when Sasuke dominated him like that, that he liked letting that damned bastard control him.
“Then why…”
“I… My mind keeps telling me that you’re him.”
The sentence visibly pained Sasuke, his reaction left unseen to Naruto. It filled him with familiar anger, made him wish he could have protected Naruto and destroyed that man, if only he’d had the chance back then. He held the back of his hand to Naruto’s cheek, Naruto nuzzling his hot and flushed skin against Sasuke’s cool hand. Naruto wanted this, but Sasuke knew now that he had to proceed with care. If Sasuke kept talking, he could guide Naruto through. If Naruto couldn’t see Sasuke, maybe hearing him would be enough. Then Naruto would remember that he was safe.
Sasuke pet Naruto’s forehead, his cheek… He kissed the first scar on it so gently.
“It’s me,” he told Naruto in a voice so entirely different from the forceful and brutal commands that he’d issued before. His tone was so uncharacteristically sweet now, and Naruto loved those rare times he heard Sasuke speak this way. How could someone ordinarily so cold and distant become so kind?
He kissed the scar beneath it, his large hand cradling Naruto’s jaw.
“It’s me.”
He repeated the words, kissing another scar.
“It’s me.”
Naruto was beginning to silently cry again, but for different reasons entirely. His muscles were relaxing. He felt so loved, so accepted, so safe. Sasuke saw every part of him, and he loved him for it. With Sasuke here, no one would hurt him.
“Naruto, do you trust me?” he asked, his voice still so kind.
“Of course I do,” Naruto answered insistently, emotionally, still blinded and vulnerable.
Sasuke smiled, knowing that no one would see it.
“Then let go and just feel. I’m here, and you’re safe. Don’t think about the past. Think about the way my lips feel on your cheek in this exact moment.”
Another kiss against the raised scars Naruto considered so shameful and ugly.
“About the way my hand feels on your chest…”
Sasuke reached his arm underneath Naruto’s shirt, resting his palm on Naruto’s left pec so that he could feel his heart beating beneath his hand. The beat flurried, and Sasuke’s knee, still in place, revealed that Naruto’s thoughts were beginning to migrate from lovey and sentimental to something a little more primal.
“Or my lips on your mouth…”
He connected his lips with Naruto, kissing softly and slowly. Naruto returned the kiss passionately. They kissed for a moment now, taking it slowly but mounting in intensity. Sasuke parted from Naruto, and there was silence before he felt Sasuke’s tongue circle his areola, teeth delivering a gentle pinch to Naruto’s nipple before his mind had time to process Sasuke’s new position. Naruto jumped.
“My teeth on your nipple…”
Naruto’s blood was going south now. The pace that Sasuke was moving at, explaining every bit to him… It was nice, but it was slow. Before he was retreating, blissed but overwhelmed, but now he just wanted more. More…
Naruto inhaled sharply as he felt Sasuke’s slightly cooler palm under his boxers, moving softly up and down his dick.
“Or my hand, feeling up that impressive boner you’ve got currently,” Sasuke snickered.
Naruto’s face flushed as attention was being brought to his arousal. He whined as he squirmed, trying to create friction between his swelling cock and Sasuke’s palm.
“You’ve gotten greedy again,” Sasuke commented, the sweetness leaving his voice and being replaced by something a little rougher, a little more challenging.
“’S cuz you’re teasing me, asshole.”
“Am I?” Sasuke asked sarcastically. And there Sasuke was, back to his old evil self. Only now, Naruto was prepared.
“Then what, exactly, do you want?”
“Take a wild guess.”
“No, I meant what exactly do you want. Tell me.”
Naruto bit his lip, simultaneously loving and hating Sasuke. If he could see Sasuke at the moment, he knew just what look would be on that bastard’s face.
“I want you to get me off.”
“How?”
Naruto paused for a moment. How could he tell Sasuke this? He’d always failed at talk like this. How could he put something like that into words?
“I trust your expert judgment,” Naruto responded mockingly.
“Perfect,” Sasuke answered, and his tone assured Naruto that things couldn’t possibly be that simple. “Beg for it.”
“No! I’m not gonna-“
Sasuke’s hand left Naruto’s erection, and Naruto tried not to whine at the absence.
“Do I need to remind you what happens when-“
Naruto could see nothing. He only heard that voice. It was the same one Sasuke had used earlier, as Naruto’s hands numbed and his body retreated. It was a voice that Naruto knew he must never disobey.
“Please, Sasuke…” Naruto asked with a slight quiver to his quiet voice.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Sasuke, please!”
“Hm?” Sasuke asked, prompting him to continue.
“Please, do whatever you want! My body belongs to you. I just need to feel you! Please own me and fuck me and fill me so that your cock inside of me is the only thing I can think about! Make me scream! Please!”
Naruto shouted, and then there was silence. Sasuke smirked. Naruto tried to imagine what exactly Sasuke’s face looked like right now. If he’d have been able to see, he would have noticed a slight flush on Sasuke’s cheeks as he fought his own arousal at those words. He felt the vibrations in Naruto’s stomach and ribcage against his inner thighs as Naruto cried out for him, bound and blinded beneath him. Fuck, it was too good. But he knew that the only thing that Naruto could perceive was the polished control and authority in his voice.
Sasuke moved lower down on the bed, sitting beside Naruto. His tugged Naruto’s boxers off quickly, leaving his lower half completely exposed. Naruto felt Sasuke’s weight settle on his left leg as he sat over it, and then, Sasuke’s now much warmer hand on his cock, slicked slightly with saliva. It pumped slowly, becoming more rapid.
“If you could only see yourself right now…” Sasuke mused. He wouldn’t stop talking. He didn’t want Naruto to forget exactly who was making him feel this way. “Your cheeks are blushing so red. The backs of your knees are sweaty. Your chest and stomach are flushed, and your cock is sticking up so lewdly. And that face you make, when you bite your lip…”
Naruto realized now that he was indeed biting his lip, though he’d been too distracted to notice before. The sensation of Sasuke’s hand on his needy cock had hijacked any sense of conscious contemplation. Sasuke continued to pump, faster, and then… Nothing. He released Naruto. Naruto whined for only a second until he felt wetness… It was Sasuke’s mouth on his dick, sucking at the speed his hand had once adopted. Naruto’s toes clawed the sheets, whining as his hands fought against the restraint. There was nothing he could do. He was Sasuke’s, to do with as he pleased. And he was loving it.
Naruto’s balls were hardening now, and he felt all heat rush so quickly to his thighs, his ass, his cock… Sasuke had barely even gotten Naruto into his mouth, and Naruto was already this close to cumming? Naruto was humiliated. He moaned, twisting vainly. Sasuke sucked harder, faster, moaning to remind Naruto again, also knowing the vibrations coursed through Naruto’s erection. He sucked at the tip, his tongue tapping Naruto’s slit teasingly as his fingers gently massaged Naruto’s balls. And Sasuke took Naruto so far back that his cock hammered against his throat, sucking hard, going back and forth in long pumps.
“S-Sasuke!” Naruto cried out. “I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum…”
His arms pulled outwards, the roughness of his own denim jeans keeping them in place. He fought against the restraints, knowing that this was a struggle he could never win, and one he’d never want to win. He grit his teeth together, eyes shut tight behind his blindfold. It made the sensations that much more unpredictable, that much more vivid. Because all he could do was feel.
“Sasuke!”
He yelled as he ejaculated, filling Sasuke’s mouth, which slid off of his now flaccid cock. Naruto wished he could’ve reached forward to bring Sasuke’s body on top of him, to cuddle close up into him.
“You were gorgeous, Naruto,” Sasuke told him, his mouth free once again.
Sasuke’s hands brushed down Naruto’s chest, his stomach, his thighs, his ass… They mercifully allowed his sensitive organ as the muscles in his body still clenched on and off.
Sasuke, however… He was still hard. He still wanted it. And watching Naruto orgasm made it even worse. God, gorgeous didn’t even cut it. Naruto had been beautiful. Naruto hadn’t held back, he’d fallen into the moment. Sasuke knew that those horrible thoughts weren’t holding him back any longer. He allowed Naruto to lie there, basking in the aftermath for a moment, kissing his thighs, his stomach, his chest, his neck… Naruto had moaned softly, as if he were in the middle of a wet dream.
But slowly, his body began to wake up. He began to shift. Sasuke had moved away from him, but Naruto could feel the bed moving as Sasuke moved about. He felt Sasuke leave the bed, but he returned to it in a few seconds. What was he up to? Naruto’s mind was operating again as he came back into his own.
“Naruto…”
Sasuke spoke lustily, running his finger lightly over Naruto’s limp cock, causing Naruto to shudder slightly.
“You came so nicely. I got so hard watching you.”
Naruto bit his bottom lip and licked at it, as he so frequently did when he was aroused but didn’t want to verbalize it.
“It’s all your fault.”
“’Course. You never could resist me.”
Sasuke snickered at Naruto’s audacity.
“So it’s your responsibility to fix this.”
“I would, Sasuke. But I’m a little tied up here.”
Naruto laughed at his own joke for a few seconds while Sasuke rolled his eyes.
“There are ways around that.”
The bed shifted again. He felt Sasuke’s weight depress the bed near his head. Smooth, moist, hard skin slipped against Naruto’s lower lip. Naruto’s breath caught. Was this…? The organ bounced, the entire head slicking against Naruto’s lips. Naruto moaned at the realization.
“Suck it.”
Naruto shifted himself backwards in bed with his legs so that his head was propped up by the pillow, saving his neck some pain. Naruto’s mouth searched for Sasuke’s cock, which Sasuke led directly into his mouth.
“That’s good. Suck at the head. Do it hard. Run your tongue along the cleft.”
Naruto moaned in agreement against the flesh in his mouth, obeying perfectly. Sasuke was swollen, hard, and he needed it.
“Now take me back far. Take as much of me as you can.”
Naruto sucked, bobbing his head back as the tip of Sasuke’s cock hammered against the back of his mouth. His eyes brimmed with tears, which were quickly absorbed by the dampened scarf. He went fast, as fast as he could, and Sasuke met Naruto’s mouth with his own thrusts.
“Fuck…” Sasuke panted out.
Naruto could hear Sasuke panting, rasping, unsuccessfully holding back a low and quiet moan. As composed as Sasuke had been throughout this entire exchange, Naruto longed to hear him come undone. So he wouldn’t hold back. He moved fast, hard, entirely sure of himself.
“Good… Shit…”
Naruto, of course, could not respond, other than an enthusiastic moan.
“I’m gonna cum, Naruto. Take it.”
Naruto felt the bed began to shake. He knew Sasuke was trembling, knew that he was just on the brink. Sasuke’s cock just barely slipped out of his mouth, the warm cum falling mostly into his mouth but also splattering his lip, his chin, his cheek, and his neck.
“God…” Sasuke hummed in appreciation. “If you don’t look like the most beautiful little cumslut, with my spunk all over your face.”
Naruto blushed darkly, humiliated, unable to clean himself. There wasn’t anything he could do about it. He couldn’t even hide his face from Sasuke. He was under Sasuke’s control, still.
“You’re getting hard all over again, Naruto.”
Sasuke was right. And as Sasuke brought attention to it, the treasonous organ only grew more defiant. He felt his erection grow again.
“You like it, don’t you? You like being covered in my seed, blindfolded, bound, exposed…”
Naruto was beginning to pant, rubbing his legs against each other in a futile attempt for stimulation.
“Yes…”
“Do you want more?”
“God yes!”
And now Naruto felt Sasuke’s strong hands twist his body over onto his stomach, then pull his ass up so that he was on his knees. His hands still useless and tied behind his back, all of Naruto’s weight went into his calves and his face, which was muffled by the sheets. Sasuke quickly moved the bedding away from Naruto’s airways so that he’d be able to breathe, causing Naruto to take in a deep breath as a dab of cum trickled down his lip. This was fortunate, though as good as Naruto was feeling, he’d be just fine going out like this.
He heard a bottle shaking, and a squirting sound. Lube? It had to be. Whatever the case, the question was answered as Sasuke’s pointer finger quickly inserted itself into Naruto’s pucker. Naruto didn’t bother to restrain his moan as he was finally penetrated. After all that had happened, after as hard as he’d cum, it felt strange to know that never once had Sasuke ever ventured inside. The only thing he’d gotten was a blow job, and he already felt this good? Christ, if Sasuke were to fuck him now, how could he even handle the pleasure? He was liable to black out.
Naruto pushed himself back against Sasuke’s finger, glad for the lube. But it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t nearly enough.
“More…”
Sasuke said nothing, keeping the same pace. Bastard… Naruto knew just what he wanted to hear.
“Please! More!”
Sasuke added his third finger, both of them pumping now. Naruto felt his insides clench around it as he created friction at his own will. Sasuke let him, because he knew that he was the one in control here.
“I love seeing you so goddamned desperate,” Sasuke smirked.
Naruto didn’t even protest. He just thrust against Sasuke, moaning, whimpering.
“More! More!”
Three fingers, and Sasuke moved fast, wriggled the joints inside of Naruto, readied him.
“I’m loving this almost as much as you are.”
Sasuke removed his fingers, Naruto’s pucker clenching mournfully at the absence.
“See how hard I am for you?”
As Sasuke brushed the head of his lubed cock against Naruto’s entrance, Naruto went completely still. He stopped breathing. Sasuke was hard again. That meant… Naruto’s mind was frozen, for a moment too overwhelmed and aroused to even move, or beg, or do anything. But that didn’t last for long.
“S-Sasuke…”
His dick pressed against Naruto, but it didn’t enter, teasing him. He wondered how the hell Sasuke even had that much restraint.
“Please…”
He was breathing now through what room he had, his cheek pressed on the sheets.
“What was that again, little cumslut?”
That name again… From anyone else…anyone else, Naruto would have found a way to annihilate. No one could rule over him like that. He wouldn’t allow it, especially not from that smug little bastard. He was Uzumaki Naruto, and no one would tell him what to do. But he found that conviction thoroughly lacking right now as he lay before Sasuke, bound and desperately, desperately willing. Who else could have ever gotten him to this point?
“Please, please fuck me! God, I need you so much I can’t bear it. For the love of God, just plow me so hard I won’t be able to stand when you’re done with me. Fill me, you bastard! Please, Sasuke! I need it! I need you! I…”
He was begging for Sasuke like a drowning man begs for oxygen. Before he could finish speaking, Sasuke’s cock was inside him into the very hilt. Naruto’s body was so willing, even more relaxed than it had been the last (and only other) time. This was Sasuke’s second time fucking Naruto, and it was most certainly something he’d come to love. And he loved that he didn’t have to be delicate. He loved what Naruto’s body could withstand, and how far Naruto was willing to go when he defied him. Perhaps, because of all of these things, he loved it the most when Naruto would submit to him like this. It was an honor, though Sasuke would never admit this. Rather, he’d claim it was only what someone of his caliber deserved.
The bed creaked loudly as Naruto’s face pushed into it with each of Sasuke’s savage thrusts. Naruto moaned, wailed, begged... Their breaths both rasped simultaneously, their bodies clapping together as Sasuke forced himself so deep inside his lover again and again. He was pounding into Naruto, as the blond had so graciously requested, filling every part of him. And Naruto… His face was bright red, his entire body flushed. Sasuke gave Naruto’s asscheek a firm slap.
“Yes!”
The bed frame slammed against the wall. Sasuke was sure they could be heard throughout the entire house.
“So tight… So good… God, Naruto…”
Naruto could only hear Sasuke, his face crammed down in the sheets. Naruto had lost all dignity, unable to even use his hands to support himself, cum still speckled on his blindfolded face. But as he had said before, he trusted Sasuke. So he let himself go, just like Sasuke had told him to.
“Oh god…god… I’m cumming Sasuke.”
Sasuke moaned as Naruto’s insides clenched him so roughly, the orgasm wracking through Naruto’s body as he screamed out, exactly as Sasuke promised he’d make him do. His entire body shook as he came so hard into the sheets, his face bright red, his bound hands balled into whitened fists right next to each other. And Sasuke…
Watching this was enough to nearly kill him. He was so immeasurably glad at the moment that he wasn’t the one with the blindfold on. He burned the sight into his memory, never wanting to forget how sinfully beautiful and beautifully sinful Naruto looked in that very moment. He was smiling so wide that half of his molars were revealed, his pleasure so apparent until he finished releasing, his body then failing him. Sasuke held him upright, thrusting for several more seconds until he was finally able to near his own climax. Naruto only needed to hang in there for a little longer…
“Fuck… I’m there…”
And the orgasm tore through him, filling Naruto deep, causing Naruto to mewl and moan. Several more spurts came, and Sasuke allowed himself to let go when he moaned, feeling all the latent emotions inside of him exhaust themselves in this almost unbearably intense burst of pleasure. His lips curved upwards, just slightly, mouth hanging open, head tilted back, eyes clamped shut, knowing no one could see him. He was panting, cum seeping out of Naruto’s ass as he withdrew.
Sasuke fell to the bed, and Naruto collapsed, quietly purring and breathing in deeply. Naruto didn’t have the strength to move, feeling like his was blissfully floating in a foreign universe. Sasuke was resting on his back, as Naruto was on his side, facing Sasuke. Sasuke placed his hand over his eyes, panting, regaining his breath. He glanced at Naruto, who still appeared to be out for the count. He untied Naruto’s arms, a red indent from the denim fabric left behind. Naruto’s arms hung limply behind him for several more seconds until Naruto’s body began to move.
Naruto moved his hands to his front and began rubbing absent-mindedly at his sore wrists. A second afterward, Sasuke lifted the blindfold off of Naruto’s head. This roused Naruto just enough so that he was able to process reality again, and Sasuke’s face was the first thing that he saw as he returned to full consciousness. His pale cheeks were flushed, and ordinarily so well-kept hair was askew. He didn’t look nearly as composed as Naruto had imagined him to be, and Naruto took pride in that.
“Welcome back,” Sasuke said, smiling lightly at Naruto.
Naruto quickly moved forward and kissed Sasuke, slowly, deeply, his calloused hand against Sasuke’s cheek. Sasuke wrapped his arm around Naruto, who scooted up to Sasuke and rested his head on Sasuke’s chest.
They held each other, knowing that things would change. But they both ignored that, only holding the other that much more closely, as if they could be ripped apart in an instant. A thorough exhaustion took them, enjoying each other’s presence and quietly fluctuating between light slumber and wakefulness. If only, Sasuke thought, it could be like this forever.
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