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All the Colors	By : talutah Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2718 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 5
- 6
- 7
I would
like to note that most of this story was inspired by a picture the wonderful
WickedInnuendo has shown me, of
Team Seven as
jounin. Of course, in this story they're chuunin, but the way I picture them
looking (as they've certainly aged somewhat in four years!) is very similar.
Also, this is not the last
chapter. I hope it's satisfactory, though, as I've never tried to write a
threesome before. Many thanks to everyone who's encouraged me!
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Night had
fallen, and the changing progression of sky colors had gone from golden-orange
to light indigo to black, rich with stars. It was dark, velvety, many days from
the full moon.
And for
some, it held promise.
Sasuke
had never bothered to lock the door to his apartment. He didn't care what
happened with such mundane things as his possessions. There were more important
matters, as with now. He would lock it behind him.
On some
level, Sakura had expected that he would take them all the way out to the Uchiha
estate, to some grand manor, when Naruto had suggested his apartment was too
small for what they had planned. Here, the view looked out over much of Konoha,
twinkling lights above and below.
Not
allowing herself to think of what it entailed, she glanced over at the bed. It
was enormous, befitting a wealthy heir or a restless sleeper. She ran the backs
of her fingers over the comforter, covered in faintly shimmering black silk,
noticing the pale blue sheets that peeked from beneath.
Naruto,
too, was looking around. He had known the bastard was rich, but had expected him
to be more the type to live simply. The room was unlit except for the faint
orange flame of a stick of expensive, earthy-smelling incense that burned slowly
on the nightstand. The head and foot of the bed were draped by black curtains
made from swathes of sheer but luxurious material, occasionally swirling
slightly in the breeze from the open window.
As Sasuke
turned from dropping his messenger bag on the floor under a table, the three
realized a rather important fact: no one had any idea how to start.
Although
he wanted to sigh, Naruto resisted the urge. He had been the one to start this
madness by his deception, the one to take the step that brought the trio's
entanglement to the next level. It was he who would have to make sense of it
all, to figure out how to make it right.
Hew
w
they were both vulnerable right now. Sakura, standing beside him and looking out
the window, a curtain of dimly shining pink hair hiding her face from his gaze.
Sasuke on his other side, silent as ever, not that anything was left unspoken
now.
Sakura
turned, watching them both with her even and rational eyes. Though she wouldn't
have believed it possible, she had found excitement in watching her two male
friends touch and kiss, and at this point she was less concerned with being
touched herself than she was in more of tame,ame, discovering how deeply the
delights went.
"Him
first." She could have been speaking to either of them, but the message was
clear. Sasuke sighed, part relief and part disappointment.
Pe">Perhaps
initially it hadn ren repulsive. No, not even initially. Unexpected, but not
repulsive. It had made Naruto wonder about himself and who he really was. It
still did, even as the warm mouth slid over his own and the strong fingers slid
into his hair, smoothing out the spikiness, tangling in it to hold him.
Sasuke
had been his first kiss. He had never expected that, not in a million years. But
Naruto had found he enjoyed the warm, moist caress of the other boy's mouth and
tongue on his without pretending they were Sakura's or anyone else's. He
responded hungrily now, reveling in the way the roughness and movement of his
own tongue made Sasuke tremble.
He had
never expected to enjoy it this much.

Excited,
emboldened by his excitement, Naruto slid his hands under the edge of the black
shirt beneath Sasuke's vest. The skin his cool fingers found was smooth,
covering hard muscle, delightfully hot. Not what he had always fantasized about,
not yielding female flesh. But so good.
Sasuke
sighed again, but this was a different sigh. It quickly became a moan as those
most beloved hands he had secretly longed for touched him as he had alwaysearnearned for, finding the subtle details of his torso and rubbing fingertips
across each plane. He removed his shirt and vest, then used deft hands to ensure
Naruto was no less vulnerable.
It hadn't
been her imagination. It was hot, all right. Sakura had felt a flush top her
cheeks, and though at first she thought it might have been some sort of
embarrassmeshe she now knew it was excitement. It was beautiful to watch them
touch and kiss, pressed together, black hair mingling with blonde, their soft
pleasure-sounds running together in her ears as they traded caresses.
Still
bold in the discovery of new pleasure, Naruto reached out to rub the thumb-pad
on each hand over Sasuke's nipples, loving the feeling of them hardening even
further than they had in the room's chilly air. Sasuke let his head fall back, a
low moan of excitement escaping his lips. The tongue was hot, daring, slithering
wetly over what felt like miles of skin in his heightened state of sensitivity.
It was
Sakura who saw him begin to fall. This time was different, though, and he wound
between her splayed thighs as she sat down on the bed, catching him around the
biceps, her still-cold fingers reaching forward to massage his stomach. His rear
end was firm, and although she had never failed to notice that it was
particularly cute, she was surprised how good it felt against her.
Not
skipping a beat and quite consumed by his passion now, Naruto dropped down to a
kneel, running the palms of his hands first over Sakura's, and then under as her
hands moved up to tease and pinch where his mouth had been before. Sasuke
whimpered at the electric, almost overwhelming feeling of two pairs of hands
fondling him at once.
Needing
to do something with his own, he reached back. The slit skirt of Sakura's dress
easily fell away under his touch, but the shorts were an annoyance. With
difficulty he slid his hand underneath, caressing her thigh and making her
shudder. That gave him new satisfaction even as he felt that other pair of hands
massaging his own thighs.
Closing
his eyes for a long moment, Naruto remembered. Although the face looking back at
him had been unexpected, even shocking, he could not deny the intense pleasure
ofing ing Sasuke's hot mouth slide down his cock, mixed with the rough ecstasy
of his tongue sliding over the shaft with each motion. He wondered if Sasuke
would glean the same pleasure from him now, if it would cause that same
astonished paradise in his soul.
Those
fingers that had ached so many nights to touch and hold feminine flesh now
deftly undid the fastening on Sasuke's shorts. A waft of heat and the distinct
smell of aroused male assailed Naruto, sharp but enjoyable. He knew this feeling
was for him at least as much as for Sakura, that he had caused his share of the
excitement. He didn't want to soothe it as much as he wanted to taste it, make
it his own.
Sasuke
shuddered, thigh muscles clenching instinctively as hot breath seemed to burn
his sensitive skin. He briefly wondered whether this was the kyuubi emerging to
destroy them all in some kind of mad ecstasy even as Sakura's gentler warmth
cradled his back. Instead he felt the hot slice of a tongue at the very tip,
swirling and surrounding it with passionate curiosity. Slowly he was enveloped
in hot wetness, Naruto's purring breath stimulating each nerve that screamed for
release. Leaning back into the feminine arms that held him close, he let his
other hand slide into Naruto's hair once more, searching desperately for a hold
as the pleasure threatened to destroy him with each stroke.
He was
blissed-out, even as each new moan contorted his face into new expressions oddly
reminiscent of pain. The dark eyes were heavy lidded, and a flush much like
Sakura's own tinged his cheeks. She dipped her head to kiss his mouth, deeply,
moving her tongue with a skill not her own, the fingers of one hand splayed out
across his belly as she did so. Sasuke's heaving breaths shook them both, and
she found that his excitement caused a tingling, aching heat within her.
Whimpering into his mouth, she pressed herself against his backside, the full
swelling she felt at her core telling her that she was nearly as aroused
herself.
From the
sudden new taste on his tongue and the tension he felt as he let his hands run
up and over Sasuke's sides, Naruto knew he wouldn't last much longer. Again he
remembered, remembered the way his vision had gone white and so much of the
universe had been lost at that final tug of hot suction around his own cock. The
sensation of his hair being roughly pulled, caressed with vicious tenderness,
should have pained him. Instead it made his own hard flesh rage even more,
knowing that he was causing that same breakdown of reality and incredible
ecstasy in the usually stoic boy.
The lips
on Sasuke's were soft, velvety, the texture of rose petals every time he had
imagined brushing them against his face as they did now. She kissed him with
amazing gentleness even as the savagery of his orgasm ripped him into tiny
pieces, his fingers contorting in their handful of soft hair to force himself
deeper into the deliciously slippery mouth and throat as he lost every last bit
of himself. He felt Naruto gag slightly, but the warmth didn't leave him.
Sasuke
let himself fall back on the bed, taking them both partway with him. Naruto
rested a cheek on his thigh, and Sakura draped one leg over his. By this point
she desperately wanted to be free of her clothes, and either one of them would
have had to admit that they did too.
However,
Sasuke wasn't done yet.
"Naruto."
The much-loved face lifted, and he could gaze into it again, deeply, for the
first time since the culmination of his passion. The kyuubi's marks on
golden-tanned skin, the permanent smile that lingered even in seriousness like
now, the years of kindness and determination in the beautiful cobalt eyes with
their frame of spiky black lashes. He reached down to caress his cheek, and
quickly found that pleasurable mouth on his own again. He tasted himself but
didn't mind, simply enjoyed the luxury of all the warmth and soft and hard flesh
cradling him at once. "I want to give you something."
The eyes
opened, bedroom eyes, slightly surprised. "Give me something?"
"Yes."
Naruto looked down into Sasuke's face, still tinted with warm color from his
long pleasure, black hair spread out over the paleness of the pillow. "Myself."
"How..."
It took him a moment to figure it out, a moment for it to occur to him. It was
for an even briefer moment that it didn't appeal, a very brief time that he
thought of it as something that was gross or wrong. Things had changed too much
for that.
He was
lost in his thoughts for just long enough that it jolted him when he felt an arm
brush against his chest, fingers tentatively and a bit clumsily finding the
hardness that lurked, unsatisfied. Delicate fingers, not the knowing exploration
of Sasuke. Naruto looked up into Sakura's eyes, darker and oddly still in the
dimness. She was watching him. He glanced at Sasuke. "Next time..." A nod in
response.
She
wanted to ask if it was okay, but knew the answer. He wouldn't have done what he
did before if it wasn't. His astonishment was palpable, and Sakura felt a bit of
shame. Here was someone who had always given himself fully to tasks that needed
to be done, to her, and to Sasuke just now, but he was surprised at her touch.
For the first time, she kissed him.
Though
her unskilled caressing of his still-restrained erection was delicious, for
Naruto it didn't compare to the full-on eagerness of her kiss, that this girl he
had loved for so long finally wanted to be near him and was doing it of her own
free will. He couldn't kiss her back for a moment, was too busy enjoying the
simple delight of being kissed by her. But finally he did, and when she
finally pulled away, he could do nothing more then stare into her eyes. They
looked at him now much the way they had always looked at Sasuke, always making
him so angry: bright and shy and full of love.
"Sakura-chan..."
She
flushed prettily, a little pinkness, though the intense passionate heat from
before had not faded.
"Let
me..." She couldn't say it, didn't know how to say it. She didn't even know how
she knew it needed to be done, but some part of her had instinctively risen up
as she watched them touch and share tenderness. Naruto nodded. Sasuke looked at
them both and then slid aside, making room.
Naruto
knew a brief moment of unhappy disconnectedness, the bed still warm beneath him
from Sasuke. Then he felt the small, gentle hands on him once more, awkwardly
pulling down the waistband of his pants and boxers. He was exposed to the open
air, and as all three of them discovered, still very much excited.
This was
new territory for Sakura. She had seen everything Naruto had done to Sasuke
through a haze of her passion and theirs, and she had touched him before, but
wasn't quite sure of herself now. She touched him almost hesitantly, rubbing her
palms across his skin to create warmth. He sighed, arching against her
long-wanted touch, tingling slightly with pleasure as she kissed him again. She
closed her eyes, flushing under his intense gaze as her fingers found his raging
hardness, touching him so lightly that for a moment Naruto thought he had
imagined it.
With
faint amusement, Sasuke observed her shyness. It was oddly endearing, and made
him want to tease her. Silently he reached under her to cup one breast, cradling
the firm flesh in his palm and rolling the velvety pink nipple between thumb and
forefinger.
Sakura
gasped in shock at the sudden touch. The fingers were too slim to be Naruto's.
The touch was expert, quickly taunting her skin into a hard tightness unlike any
she had ever felt, no matter what she imagined them doing. The warm rush of air
from her moan fanned out over Naruto's chest, making him shiver. Aroused by the uch,uch, Sakura felt more bold.
To her
surprise, Naruto tasted good. His golden skin tasted faintly of salt from so
much combined sweat, and the way he twitched under her tongue made her feel
powerful. With Sasuke still mercilessly molding her own flesh, her own breath
loud in her ears, Sakura bent to taste Naruto's masculinity.
This,
too, was pleasant. He was hard against her sensitive lips, which were somewhat
bruised from all the kissing, and his lifeblood pulsed so strongly that she
could feel its insistent tempo. Her tongue snaked out again, sliding over the
tautness of his skin and making him arch his back.
Something
soft brushed against Naruto's fingers. Reaching for it, he wrapped his fingers
in the silkiness of her hair, dark mauve in the semi-darkness. She had always
been the most beautiful girl in the village to him, even when she spurned him,
and it was no less true now that she was touching him with hands and mouth,
pleasuring him in one of the most intimate ways possible.

Hesitantly Sakura slipped him a little ways into her mouth, tasting him fully
for the first time. She suckled lightly, noticing the way he shuddered. His
fingertips kneaded deeply and pleasurably into her scalp, making her purr. There
was nothing much left of her inhibitions by now, and she found herself wanting
to give him pleasure the way he had done for her.
Enjoying
the expressions of surprised delight on Naruto's face, Sasuke let his hand slip
lower to caress her stomach. Her whole body was flushed now, the pale skin
tinged with pink to match the cascade of slippery-soft hair. His thumb slowly
played around the rim of her navel, promising her more. In turn, Naruto
encouraged her on with his fast breathing and restless fingers. Her mouth slid
lower, taking him in, enfolding him in intense warmth. The movements of her
tongue weren't deliberate, but still sent electric shocks of hot pleasure
through him. What she had watched him do to Sasuke became muscle memory then,
slipping up and down in slow, wet strokes. Though he was large, she didn't choke
on his shaft, her determination somehow steadying her.
Unable to
bear just watching any longer, Sasuke leaned over to kiss Naruto once more, his
tongue aggressively parting the lips even as moans and whimpers escaped, give
for take with Sakura's movements below. Rubbing his cheek against Naruto's, he
let up the kiss.
Teeth
sank lightly into his neck. Naruto's eyes opened in shock at the delicate pain.
It was just as quickly soothed by the same clever tongue that had ravaged his
mouth. The nibbling migrated to his throat and then across to his ear, biting
down on the lobe and then nuzzling in the space behind and beneath.
Laying
back, feeling the incredible softness of the silk below him and Sakura and
Sasuke atop him, Naruto could only lay and feel. This had been pleasurable when
Sasuke had done it, but this was different somehow. She was without guile,
without skill, yet somehow the innocence of her lips and tongue trying to
envelop and pleasure him was even better. She made a soft "mmm" sound as Sasuke
stroked the sensitive skin of her abdomen, and the sensation of her pleasure
along with his own was almost too much.
"Sakura-chan..."
She released him, looked up into his . He. Her lips were swollen and wet, shiny,
kissable. Her fingers were still twined around him, squeezing him instinctively.
The purr slid out into a long moan as Sasuke's fingers slipped lower, almost
touching her where she most badly wanted him to. Equally aroused, Sasuke let out
a hot breath into Naruto's ear, biting him just forcefully enough to get a
squirm.
Sakura
knew she had to focus. Needed to focus. To do this one right thing. Fielding her
frustration, Sakura used it to nibble with controlled delicacy along the shaft.
Her reward was Naruto's groan of pleasure, the way his hips moved restlessly,
rubbing along the slick surface of the roof of her mouth. Her tongue flickered
over him like pink flame, burning him so sweetly.
"Sakura-chan,
I..."
"Shh."
Sasuke's other hand held the back of her head now, gently guiding her. She felt
a brief warm rush over her tongue, a not unpleasant taste. Naruto's cry
shattered the air that had been still except for the soft sounds of her
ministrations. She let go, sliding off him, looking up into his eyes. They were
fiery, pinning her with his gaze as his fingertips brushed over her cheek.
Strong
arms surrounded Sakura, lifting her off Naruto and into another lap. Her bottom
pressed against something hard, something she knew without really knowing,
making her want to press against it and feel his reaction.
"You've
done enough."
"Yes."
Naruto's voice, huskier even than before, entered hersciosciousness. "Your turn,
Sakura-chan."
Nimble
fingers found her zipper, pulling it slowly down and across with the lines of
the dress. The warm hands slid inside, finding their way under the binding that
covered her breasts and loosening it. At the same time Sasuke's clever touch
snaked up the skirt, found the waist of her shorts, slowly tugged them down and
away. Before she could blink fully, both garments were gone, and she sat exposed
before four very warm and appreciative eyes.
Sakura
swallowed her trepidation. She had always felt below-average in every area
except her forehead, from breasts to hips to ninjutsu. But the way they looked
at her now suggested that they perhaps saw more than she did, and liked it. She
couldn't resist covering herself with her arms, though, and closing her legs.
Sasuke's touch, comforting and thrilling at the same time, brushed over her back
and shoulders. She flushed, shivered, turned her head only to find Naruto
cradling her face in his hands, brushing a soft kiss over her mouth.
She felt
the other lips on her shoulder, nipping slightly. He was ready again, as she had
noticed earlier. Briefly she wondered where Sasuke had been for ale yee years
she had wanted him like this already, wanted to feel his mouth on her skin. Any
bitterness quickly dissolved as he reached around to her front.
Naruto
watched her passion-dark eyes as he lowered her gently down onto the bed, the
way he had meant to do the first time they made love. It was too late for that
now, but at least this time could be different. It was Sasuke she had wanted
from the beginning, and even if she had accepted or even come to desire him,
this had always been foremost in her mind. But first...
Opening
her eyes, Sakura saw Sasuke's smile again. He was watching her, waiting for
something...
Heat and
dampness slid over the tender skin of her collarbone. A mouth. Naruto breathed
in her scent again, different now, changed by the sensual pleasures they had all
shared. But still delicious, still warm and yielding. Irresistible. His teeth
lightly marked the glowing paleness, making her gasp.
On her
breasts, too, the skin was sensitive. Yet here it was even softer, even more
appealing, and Naruto found he couldn't resist using his tongue here. He slipped
one candy-colored nipple into his mouth, laving and suckling it into ever
tighter hardness.
Now, warm
lips on hers again. Yet she could still feel Naruto's hot mouth on her tender
nipples. No, this was Sasuke kissing her, nibbling delicately at her lower lip
and the flesh just beyond.
Warm
breath drifted out over her stomach, and Sakura was again intensely aware of her
desire. What she did not know was how clearly they could both smell that
wanting, how it excited them. She reached behind herself to find the hard length
she had felt before, surrounding him in her fingers and stroking even as he
kissed her. Sasuke sighed into her mouth, nipping at her tongue for the
insolence.
Naruto's
mouth moved lower, pausing to kiss and nibble at her navel. Sakura reached down
to tangle her fingers in his short hair, needing some kind of control. He
allowed her that, but did not pause in his descent.
Now she
could feel that hot breath warming over where she felt the most cold and yet the
most intensely burning at the same time. Naruto slipped one hand between her
legs, parting them, holding her gently in place as he gazed at her beauty. This
time there was no jutsu to maintain.
This was
something Sakura had never felt before, had never dreamed of. He had touched her
last time, but not this way. The long, slow stroke of his tongue between her
outer petals, sliding languidly along, lapping up the trail of her wetness and
leaving his own. No nuo nuzzled against the warm nest between her thighs,
breathing her in.
Sasuke
caught her gasp of pleasure in his mouth, running his tongue along hers in
mimicry of what had caused sou sound. The sensual analogy was not lost on her.
As Naruto's teeth lightly gripped the nub where all pleasure was centered, his
tongue flicking over its tip and sucking, she arched into both his mouth and
Sasuke's.
As for
Sasuke, he found his hands restless. One he let stray down her body to where
Naruto pleasured her with teeth and tongue, sliding his hand beneath to feel the
wetness himself. Definitely wetness. He had come here for Naruto, didn't know
why it excited him so much. He parted her flesh, finding her tightness and
letting one finger slide in.
The
sensation of being full and yet somehow still being filled was delightful.
Sakura whimpered against Sasuke's lips, arching her back. Naruto responded by
letting his own digit slide in, filling her even more. Sasuke's finger was
slightly longer, and without meaning to he found that secret spot inside to
match the sweet spot outside.
"Oh!" It
was more than a gasp this time, more than pleasure this time. In her ecstasy
Sakura clamped down, tightening around their fingers. Naruto's tongue slipped
into the crevice even as he bit down lightly on her clit, making her cry out.
She was soaked, trembling, ready.
Strong
hands cradled Sakura's hips, pulling her backwards. Struggling to reign in the
desire her reactions caused, he bit down on her shoulder. Her hair flicked
across his face, tickling him for a moment, suffusing his senses with her as he
lowered her onto him.
This was
it. She had never pictured it quite like this, her back pressing into his chest,
Naruto's eyes and smile before her as it happened, but it was still so sweet.
The tip, then all of the engorged head, slid into her. Very slowly, with the
utmost care, Sasuke guided her sheath down around his shaft. The slow stroke was
pure erotic lightning, forcing her to catch her breath.
There had
been some pain last time, and even now she felt a little stretched. But like
before, any discomfort was vaporized in the face of the glory of the pleasure.
Sasuke was so deeply inside her, her body balanced perfectly atop him, and she
could feel him all the way to her center. Sakura leaned back, arching, sighing
as his fingers surrounded her breasts once more.
Yes, this
was different. She found herself wanting to move, couldn't seem to help herself
moving. Sasuke let out a long, labored breath into her ear and across her neck
and shoulder as she established the slowest and most delicious rhythm, riding
him. Below his hands she felt Naruto, again parting the folds of skin to find
her most sensitive spot, rubbing and pinching to augment the already intense
ecstasy of Sasuke inside her, Sasuke all around her.
The
mouths and hands that had already ravished her body had been too much, even as
she now took her own pleasure from the man of her dreams and fantasies across so
many years.
"Sakura-chan..."
Naruto's words, Sasuke's voice. She never thought she would hear that endearment
from him, but then she had never expected him to hold her this way, touch her
this way, pleasure her this way. The deep velvet and warm breath in her ear and
vibrating against her skin pushed her over the edge.
The sound
of Sakura's climax was half-moan, half-scream. They all heard it in every cell,
but none more so than Sasuke. Combined with the way she suddenly, shudderingly
tightened around him, it was his undoing as well. He growled out onto her skin,
rumbling against her shoulder. Sakura shivered, still in the throes of her own
orgasm, feeling the rush of heat inside her.
Naruto's
arms wrapped tenderly around her waist, cuddling her close eve Sas Sasuke did
the same. Sakura sighed, not resisting as she was pulled back, slipping into one
thoroughly warm and affectionate embrace between her teammates. Perhaps this was
the culmination of so many years of so many things...
They lay
that way for a long time, contentedly, legs and fingers entwined. Almost too
exhausted to breathe, Naruto lay sleeping, head between Sakura's breasts, black
lashes touching his high cheekbones. Sasuke reached over her shoulder to stroke
the tired brow, his other hand playing idly with a tendril of rose-colored hair.
When she looked up at him, he smiled, though he was tired also.
"Now, was
that so bad?"
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