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Make Em British	By : PrettyKitty93 Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1513 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Naruto series or any of the characters, they are the property of Masashi Kishimoto. This is just for fun, I do not make any money from this fic.

Chapter List
- 1-Adjusting
- 2-Friendly
- 3-Affectionate
- 4-Contagious
- 5-Discovery
- 6-Visitors
- 7-Triplets
- 8-Medicine
- 9-Bubbles
- 10-Relentless
- 11-Crime
- 12-Clean
- 13-Sleepover
- 14-Date
- 15-New
- 16-Imagination
- 17-Empty
- 18-Candy
- 19-Pleasure
- 20-Pain
- 21-Confessions
- 22-Dolls
- 23-Talking
- 24-Telephone
- 25-Traveling
- 26-Tourists
- 27-Home (Epilogue)
- 5
- 6
- 7
Make 'Em British

Chapter Six: Visitors

After that Thursday evening, everything had kind of mellowed out. Everything was pretty much a forced attempt to be casual again. Jacob was being his usual cheery self, Edward was being… well, pissy, and Jonathan was back to flirting with girls like it was nobody's business. He made darn sure that none of them told a soul about the stuff he did that night, and that Thursday evening would stay between the four of them until their deaths.

Now it was Saturday afternoon, and Naruto was lounging around in his room, in nothing but his boxer-briefs and a t-shirt. And he'd walk around the castle like that typically on Saturdays too, and the help wouldn't say anything to him (because he was pretty much the biggest eye candy of the mansion.) Regardless, he is the master and really can't be told what to do.

"Naruto," Edward called from his doorway. He blushed, upon finding his crush in his underwear, before forcing himself to getting his mind in it's proper place. "There are some weird visitors downstairs."

"Do you want me to come down with you and hold your hand?" Naruto snickered.

"No!" Edward retorted, turning red again. Although the holding hands part wouldn't be a bad idea… "I just know you're nosy, so if you wanna go look, lets go."

"I know all you wanted was a reason to justify going to look, so I'll go too," he agreed.

"…Aren't you going to put some pants on?" Edward inquired.

"…Eh I guess so. I wasn't planning on it," Naruto spoke, shrugging.

Edward gave him an exasperated look before replying, "You certainly don't act like the rich type. They don't go tramping about in their underwear."

"Technically this is still my home, and people do it all the time. I used to walk around naked in my old apartment in Konoha," he confessed.

Now Edward turned a deeper shade of red, imagining Naruto just so casually walking around in the buff, like it was no big deal. After all Edward just loved the blond's body, and Naruto's naked body was enough to cause things to happen to his body.

"Well that got your attention," Naruto further teased the boy, as he slipped on a pair of baggy grey sweatpants, that hung teasingly low on his hips, where you could still see the underwear.

Still the way he wore even plain sweatpants was sexy, Edward noted as Naruto walked out the room. Grey eyes watched the way he walked, watching the way his sexy ass moved, albeit guiltily. His cock twitched, as if to say 'I wanna get in that!' Edward mentally yelled at his betrayal of a body, 'Calm the fuck down! You just had sex two days ago, god!' He was ashamed at what a freak he was becoming, he couldn't even go a couple days without getting all excited like he was now, and all over the thought of Naruto's naked body.

He kneeled by the staircase, where they had a good view of the living room downstairs. Naruto stood over him, slightly hunched over trying to see the mysterious visitors as well. Only, now Edward couldn't get his mind of the awkward position they were in. The way Naruto was standing, his crotch was rubbing against Edward's ass, and it actually in a weird way felt good despite the fact they were both clothed. His sex-craving body continued to rebel against his clear-thinking mind, his dick now hard. He tried to ignore it and keep his mind on listening to whom Nami and his big sister were talking to.

There was a girl clad in mostly black, with shoulder-length dark brown hair and was a considerably tall height for a woman, taller than Nami. As she and the two young women spoke quietly about something apparently very important, three boys sat on the couch nearby. They were all fairly tall as well (except for one), and looked virtually identical in the face, but each had different body types. One on the left end of the couch had a more stocky body, not exactly fat but more husky if anything else, although he was really cute in the face with his dark brown hair and blue-grey eyes. The middle boy was the tallest and more muscular looking of the three, also with dark brown hair and blue-grey eyes, although his face looked a bit more masculine than the others, probably because of the slight facial hair he had. The last was significantly shorter, and notably didn't have the same color hair, it was black, although probably dyed that way. He had a baby face, no trace of facial hair, and a slightly feminine body frame. It was ironic that the baby faced boy was the one scowling.

"I can't hear a damn thing, do you think we should just go down there?" Naruto asked.

Edward thought, 'I couldn't go down there right now even if I wanted to.' Then, he replied, "No, because whatever's going on is most likely none of our business. I doubt those boys even know what's going on."

"Eh, it's probably one of their dumb girl things, fuck it," Naruto sighed, standing up.

Edward was disappointed once the warmth of the blond had left him, now feeling bare and cold.

"Ah well, back to my room to do nothing," he groaned, walking back down to his room, the first on the left of Naruto's wing.

"Damn it…" Edward groaned, leaning against the tiled wall of his shower. He was trying to take a cold shower to teach his darn body a lesson, but the only thing he really succeeded in doing was freezing his ass off for nearly ten minutes, and he still felt horny regardless. It was almost like some strange form of torture.

He decided to give that up and take a proper, warm shower.

As he turned the temperature up, he realized that this wasn't the same kind of urgent need for Naruto like he had before. He wasn't hot, and he didn't feel like clinging to him, he just wanted to have sex with him.

He thought this was disgusting but… he decided to do something he'd never done before- masturbate. After all, what could hurt? He wouldn't be succumbing himself to the same situation, and yet he'd still get his pleasure.

"God damn you Naruto, look at what you've turned me into," he commented, with a half smirk on his face.

Despite all the sex he'd been getting lately, Naruto still longed for the body of his ex. They more-or-less mutually broke up, and he still thinks about him. How messed up is that?

He'd just talked to Sasuke on the phone last night, where his onyx-haired ex confessed that he'd slept with Neji Hyuuga and Shikamaru Nara the other night, more out of longing comfort than anything. Naruto could tell Sasuke did genuinely feel bad about it, although technically he was a free man, his heart still seemed to be with his blond. Naruto reassured him that it was okay, and that he understands how waking up in an empty bed for months on end can hurt a lot. Then he told him as well, about Edward and Jacob and how he'd broken as well. His resolve had broken, and he'd slept with someone else.

Naruto tried to get all that out of his mind, and just focus on his Sasuke, miles and miles away. He pumped his shaft, in need of urgent release. The blond panted, trying to remember the ways Sasuke had touched him, and the thought only just got him closer. "Sasuke, Sasuke," he moaned, not even caring who heard right now. He remembered the Uchiha always played with his nipples, or sucked on them. But since he was trying to do all this himself, he just used his left hand, pinching the hard nub, before doing the other.

"Sas-" he started to cry, before intense feeling overtook him, and sticky white liquid ended up all on the lower half of his bed.

He laid his head back on his pillow, not even feeling like moving anymore. He needed to clean that up before it stuck to the comforter (which would be very embarrassing when Saffron makes the bed, to find a white stain all over it). Still, he couldn't bring himself to move yet.

He hadn't moved in months, and he needed to start moving forward. Without Sasuke.

To Be Continued
- 5
- 6
- 7
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