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The Words I Couldn't Say	By : vampireunicorn Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1412 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter Seven
July 4^th – 2 months and 11 days to the wedding
Sasuke stared at his phone, then at his watch, then back to the phone. It was 2:30; surely there should be some news by now. He let out a soft hiss of frustration. He tore his eyes away from his phone, belatedly realising that something was different. He looked up to find Sakura’s green eyes fixed on him. She had stopped talking, he realised, and was waiting for a response. Sasuke desperately tried to think about what she had been saying; the last time that he had just agreed with her, he later found out that he had agreed to a bloody horse drawn carriage from the church. No way was he letting that happen again.
“You weren’t listening to a word I’ve been saying,” Sakura exclaimed as the silence stretched between them.
“Sorry,” Sasuke said, “I’ve been waiting on a call.”
Sakura rolled her eyes. “I thought that your father gave you the day off to sort wedding things,” she said. “As I was saying, you really need to sort out the seating plan on your side of the church. If we don’t get the invitations out now, we won’t have any guests.”
She pushed the large diagram in front of her across the table. Sasuke took it with a martyred sigh, glancing down. Sakura’s side was full, colour coded for friends and family. His side…was mainly family. A church crammed full with Uchihas; how fun. Sakura tapped her pen on the empty rows.
“Come on, Sasuke; you must have some friends you want to invite.”
Sasuke sighed again; two seats were filled, one for Kushina, one for Minato. Though Kushina was more his mother’s friend than his. Neji and Hinata would be sat with the other Hyuugas; though again, Hinata was Naruto’s friend, and Neji was Itachi’s. Sakura obviously would be at the front with him, and Naruto as the best man would be there too. Sasuke hadn’t really kept in contact with any of his university friends. Not that they were ever really his friends. He spent a lot of time around Naruto, and people crowded around Naruto like bees to nectar. He had no work mates or colleagues, only employees.
He supposed that Naruto could help him pad his side out a little, but he was loath to ask him; ever since the hotel last week, they had settled into an unspoken agreement where neither of them mentioned the wedding, or Sakura. It was surprisingly nice; between them they had built up a fantasy, a little glass bubble where they could live together in contentment. Sasuke really didn’t want to shatter it. They didn’t fight as much; they still fought, but not as much as they had been. It did make life a bit awkward, since most grooms to be did consult the best man on wedding things, though they did also inform the best man of his role. Sasuke supposed that he would have to broach the subject eventually, but he cherished the contentment he found with Naruto, and didn’t want to destroy it.
They had spent the week working on Naruto’s latest project, a proposal for an ad campaign. Sasuke remembered how adorable Naruto looked as his face fell when Sasuke told him that he would need to include a budget in his proposal. That was when he had agreed to help out. He had found himself getting quite involved. Maybe he had missed his calling. The Uchiha did not deal directly in advertising, though they were main share holders in several large companies. A small dream took root in Sasuke’s mind, one that he didn’t share with anyone, not even Naruto. What if he could start his own business, with Naruto as a partner? They would start small, and do a lot of the work themselves. It would mean long hours, but Sasuke had never minded working. Sometimes, with all the dinners, and social events, and now wedding planning, he felt like he was stagnating. It was a nice dream. If he wasn’t the heir. He had too many responsibilities to concentrate on just one small business.
It didn’t stop him from wishing, though, when it was just him and Naruto, that this was the way his life was. He glanced down at his phone again. Today, Naruto would be presenting his proposal to Minato. He had promised Sasuke that he would call when he was done, and let him know how it had gone. So far, he had heard nothing from Naruto all day.
His eyes flicked to Sakura’s side of the seating plan. Once they had sorted the church, they would need to do the tables for the reception. Sasuke felt like crying at that thought. The guest list for the reception was more than double that of the ceremony. It included foreign dignitaries, some of whom did not get on. As far as Sasuke was concerned, they could just all sit at one table together, and work out their issues. No one else seemed to agree with him, though. He thought Naruto would, but as they were not talking about the wedding he hadn’t been able to ask him about it.
His eyes scanned the unfamiliar names on Sakura’s seating plan. There were more friends than family, and he didn’t recognise any of them. A small frown creased his brows.
“Isn’t that Gaara guy coming?” He asked. “He was helping you with stuff, wasn’t he?”
For some reason Sakura flushed. She had recently added more pink to her hair, and the blush clashed horribly with it. “Well, he’s…an atheist,” she said with a watery smile.
“So? I’m an atheist, and I’m going to be there.”
Sakura frowned. “I thought they wouldn’t let you have a church wedding if you weren’t baptised,” she said.
Sasuke snorted. “Being splashed with water doesn’t make you believe in god,” he said. “My father had a church wedding, too, and I’m pretty sure he only worships money. It doesn’t matter; Uchiha’s always have big, church weddings. You should invite him, anyway.”
“Ok,” Sakura replied, though she didn’t look particularly thrilled about the idea. Sasuke wondered if they had fought over anything. He shrugged it off. He didn’t particularly care if the hostile red head came or not. If it was up to him, they would have a small ceremony, with a few witnesses, then just go back to the Uchiha mansion and continue the way they had before. But as Naruto had seemed to delight in telling him before they stopped talking about the wedding, that wasn’t going to happen.
“Now we really need to-”
She was interrupted by Chesney Hawks’ The One and Only. Sasuke felt his face heat, and Sakura gave him a strange look. Naruto had taken to changing Sasuke’s ringtone whenever he could get his hands on his phone. He had once programmed it to play Who let the Dogs out when Sakura called. It really seemed to amuse the little idiot for some reason.
Sasuke glanced down at his phone; it was Naruto.
“I have to take this,” he said, standing up and exiting the room before answering the phone.
“Naruto?”
“Hello, sexy,” Naruto’s voice purred.
Sasuke found himself smiling. “How did it go?” He asked. “I thought you’d call hours ago.”
Naruto laughed. Sasuke could picture his blue eyes shining, and he wished that he was there, so he could touch him.
“He loved it,” Naruto said. “He really liked that thing with the graphs, where we compared the target demo…demothingy with the different media sources.”
“Demographic.”
“Yeah, that. And the radio advert. Though I think that’s because I said that we’d do that ourselves. He’s really tight. He thought we budgeted too high on a few things.”
“Yeah, but that’s because we did. With a proposal budget, you put in your ideal amount. It was always going to be knocked down.”
“He’s still given me the go ahead, though. You’ll still help out?”
“Of course I will.” Sasuke said. “We should celebrate.”
“Oooh, what do you have in mind?”
Sasuke grinned. “It’s a surprise,” he said. “But when you come to dinner tonight, make sure you bring something sexy to wear later.”
“Hmmm, Ok. Hey, Sasuke, who’s going to be there tonight?”
Sasuke frowned at the odd question. “Umm, usual people, I guess. Wait, there’s going to be a few senior managers from the new architectural firm father just brought out. That’s why mother is hosting on a Monday. Why?”
“No reason. I gotta go, see you tonight.”
“Bye.”
Sasuke glanced down at his watch. 2:45. Still hours until dinner. He didn’t know how much more of this wedding crap he could take; he wondered if Sakura would notice if he snuck off now. He slipped his phone into his pocket, and headed for the stairs.
“Sasuke, where are you going?”
Damn. “To the toilet.”
“Oh, ok. When you get back, we can go over the song selection.” Sakura beamed at him. Sasuke suppressed a groan.
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Sasuke settled in his usual chair, surprised at how many places were set for dinner that evening. Surely this new company didn’t have that many managers. Sakura sat beside him, grasping his hand. Gritting his teeth, he bore it, fighting the urge to snatch his hand away. Hinata dashed in, looking flushed. When she realised she wasn’t late, she slowed down, her blush deepening as she took her seat opposite Sakura. Hinata had been spending a lot of time at the Uchiha mansion recently.
Neji and Itachi entered, Itachi actually walking, though he was leaning on Neji. Naruto entered with Kushina and Minato. He shot Sasuke a smile that made his heart pound, and took his seat next to Hinata. He ignored Sakura. Mikoto entered with quite a few Uchiha in tow; far more than normal. Sasuke wondered what the occasion was. Cousins were a regular feature at Mikoto’s dinners, but never more than five or six at a time, and normally the board members who were there to discuss things with Fugaku, and just happened to be there late enough to stay for dinner.
An unfamiliar woman, her brown hair tied in two buns on top of her head, sat down next to Mikoto. As Fugaku led in the Architectural Managers, Mikoto stood.
“Greetings, friends and business partners,” she said, “I want to introduce you all to Tenten. She’s a journalist for Gossip Magazine, and she’s here to do an article on me. I thought it would be nice if she attended one of my dinners as part of her research.”
There was a polite chorus of hellos
“We should see if she wants to do the media coverage for the wedding,” Sakura hissed in Sasuke’s ear. Sasuke suppressed a shudder at the thought.
Naruto got to his feet. He looked a little nervous for some reason, and it put Sasuke on instant alert. Naruto very rarely got nervous.
“Before we begin, I have an announcement to make,” Naruto said.
Sasuke quickly scanned the guests for reaction. The words were so close to Sakura’s when she had announced the date for the wedding that they gave him chills. Kushina was grinning openly; Mikoto looked nervous. Fugaku looked slightly irked.
“Oooh, congratulations, Hinata!” Sakura squealed.
Naruto shot her an irritated look. “Not that sort of announcement,” he said. “Not everything has to do with weddings, you know. I’m gay. I just thought you all should know.”
He sat down, and nonchalantly took a sip of water, just as if he hadn’t dropped that bombshell in a room consisting of mainly strangers. And a journalist. Sasuke wanted to cry. Then strangle him, and maybe cry some more.
Kushina jumped to her feet in the stunned silence, and began paddling her hands together wildly. “Well done, peanut, Mummy’s so proud of you,” she exclaimed.
Minato, Hinata and Mikoto joined in the applause, albeit a bit more reserved than Kushina. A few cousins did to, before Fugaku shot them a withering look.
Sasuke contemplated drowning himself in the punch bowl in the centre of the table. Or maybe Naruto. Or, thinking about it, maybe Kushina. He was sure that the wide eyed reporter, who was eagerly recording this piece of human drama, was her idea.
Sasuke suddenly realised that people were beginning to stare at him. Of course, he was Naruto’s best friend. They all wanted to see how he would react. Perfect. He forced a grin onto his face.
“Thank you for sharing that with us Naruto. Could we maybe serve the first course?”
A few people looked disappointed, as if they expected a larger reaction out of him. Sasuke was seething inside, but he wasn’t going to make things worse with a public spectacle.
As the soup course was served, most people seemed content to let Naruto’s declaration pass, and concentrate on their meal. Unfortunately, Sakura couldn’t let it lie.
“So, how long have you been gay?” She asked, flicking a pointed look at Hinata.
Naruto either failed to see the trap, or didn’t care. “All my life,” he said. “It’s not something that you just wake up and realise, you know. Any gay man or woman who tells you otherwise is lying. You always know. Some people just prefer to lie to themselves, but I got sick of it.”
“Poor Hinata,” Sakura murmured. “It must be awful for you, to be lied to like that.”
“Oh, no. I was only…uh…I got over it,” Hinata said, before turning her full attention to her soup.
“I couldn’t!” Sakura exclaimed. “I would be devastated and embarrassed if I was in your position, Hinata. Though I suppose it is better that Naruto decided to come clean before he married you. Imagine how much more awful it would be if you had kids.”
Sasuke tried very hard not to cringe.
“Yeah, no one can live a lie like that forever,” Naruto said casually. “And I did tell Hinata first, I’m not that cruel. We’ve been broken up for a few weeks. I just couldn’t bear the lies anymore.”
He smiled at Sakura. It was an awful smile to see on Naruto’s normally sunny face, because his eyes were ice cold. They briefly flicked to Sasuke before resting on Sakura again. As far as Sasuke was concerned, the dinner couldn’t end soon enough.
“Oh,” Sakura said. Then; “Do you have a boyfriend?”
Sasuke groaned. She was like a dog with a bone.
Naruto’s smile turned evil. And for a split second Sasuke’s heart stopped as he thought Naruto was going to tell Sakura about them.
“Not yet,” Naruto said. “There’s someone I like, but I don’t think he’s ready to commit to me.”
Sakura made a sound of sympathy, and Sasuke found himself wondering why he felt disappointed.
“Well, I hope it works out for you,” Sakura said, placing a hand on Naruto’s arm.
Naruto grinned at her. “Me too,” he said.
Sasuke really needed to get them away from each other before Naruto said something that got Sakura thinking. He swirled his spoon in his soup, but he couldn’t bring himself to eat anything.
He got to his feet, “I’m not feeling too well; may I be excused?”
Fugaku raised an eyebrow, but nodded. The reporter watched him with lidded eyes.
Naruto leapt to his feet. “Do you need a hand?”
Sasuke shot him a glare, and for a second considered saying no. But the reporter’s eyes were on him, and he could see the headlines about the homophobic Uchiha heir.
He nodded; it was only when they were out of the dining room that he realised that another conclusion could be reached by Naruto leaving with him; what if she guessed the truth? What if his father guessed the truth? Sasuke felt like he was going to vomit. He pushed the hand Naruto held out to him away, and stalked up the stairs. Naruto followed him; he could feel his anger rising, thumping at his temple, mixing with the nausea.
He held it in until they reached his room. Once the door shut behind Naruto he spun to face him. “What the hell were you thinking?” He demanded.
Naruto didn’t react to his anger. “I didn’t want to lie any more. Don’t worry, Sasuke. Your secret’s safe with me, but I will not hide who I am any longer.”
“Don’t you get it? People will find out; now they know about you, they’ll start noticing all the time I spend around you. What happens then, Naruto? What happens when Sakura mentions how odd it is that I’m always with you? I’ll have to avoid you to calm any suspicions.” That was a thought that did not appeal.
Naruto snorted. “Avoiding me will just make you look more suspicious, not less.”
“Then what do you suggest I do?” Sasuke’s voice sounded shrill and strange to his ears.
Naruto looked at him silently for a long moment. “Go back downstairs,” he said, “tell the truth. Let them gossip about us, I don’t care.”
“I can’t,” Sasuke said. He glared at Naruto, giving his anger full reign. That way, he didn’t need to feel the pain. Naruto had shattered their contentment, and taken away Sasuke’s piece of mind. “You know why I can’t, you know why no one can know, yet you-”
“God, why are you always so selfish? This isn’t about you, Sasuke. It’s about me. It’s my life, and it’s my decision whether I’m honest about my sexuality or not. It has nothing to do with you.”
Naruto’s words felt like a punch to the gut. “In that case, who I marry has nothing to do with you, so why don’t you just get off my back about it,” he snarled, throwing the hurt back at Naruto, and regretting it instantly.
“Because it’s wrong!”
“And your way is right?” Sasuke groped for his anger, feeling it slipping through his fingers. Bitterness remained as he continued; “well, lucky you; your dad doesn’t care if you follow in his footsteps or not; you can do whatever you want. My family is not like yours. We have a heritage to live up to, we go back generations, and I will not drop the torch that has been passed to me.”
“Even if it burns you?” Naruto’s eyes shone with anger and pain, and Sasuke didn’t know which one was worse. He didn’t want to fight, didn’t want to hurt Naruto, but he didn’t have the words to stop it.” I know you Sasuke,” Naruto continued, “better than anyone. Better than her. You hate being the heir, you hate having to attend your father’s board meetings, and all the different high class functions. “
Sasuke was horrified to find tears burning the back of his eyes. “What I want doesn’t matter, it’s my destiny. My heritage. Only I can be the heir.”
“Fuck that,” Naruto spat. “Fuck destiny, fuck heritage, and fuck Fugaku shitty Uchiha. You make your own destiny, not what your dad says. Saying that you can’t, denying me, denying us, just means that you’re too weak and scared to take the chance and fight. Shit, this is why I didn’t want to talk about this stuff.” Naruto sat down on Sasuke’s bed, his head buried in his hands. “Don’t say anything,” he said, “I don’t want to hear it.”
Sasuke felt to numb to say anything. He sat down next to Naruto on the bed, and grasped his hand, gripping on tightly. His head whirled; in his mind, he was playing out a scenario where he strode downstairs, and told his father that he was running away with Naruto, and starting his own business separate from Uchiha. It was a nice dream, quickly followed by a nightmare, as Fugaku fought dirty, used his power to ensure they had no custom. He saw the business flounder and fail under the might of the Uchiha; he saw himself and Naruto destitute, the Hokage name ripped from Minato’s hands, Kushina framed and thrown into jail.
“I am scared,” Sasuke said, “but not how you think. I think I would be ok if the risk was to me, but I can’t bear him hurting you. If I defied him, and ran off with you he would take his revenge against you and your family. I would still end up marrying Sakura, but I wouldn’t have you. I would have to live without you, and I can’t-” He broke off as the tears escaped his control.
“Damn you for a stubborn, negative bastard.” Naruto hissed. “I should leave you; I should just turn, and go and not look back; move out of the country and forget you.”
He pulled Sasuke into a tight embrace; Sasuke clung to him, burying his head in Naruto’s shoulder.
“Why don’t you?” Sasuke found himself saying.
“Because I can’t,” Naruto’s tone was bitter.
“Doesn’t matter. Even if you did leave me, I’d come and get you back.”
“Why?”
There was a test in that question, Sasuke knew. Naruto knew why, but he wanted to hear it. Sasuke supposed that he should give him that much, but the words always tangled on his tongue.
“Because I love you,” once said, he could never unsay it, but his heart felt easier all the same. Naruto’s arms tightened around him.
“Yet you’re still marrying her.” Naruto’s voice was hollow.
“I have no choice.”
“You always have a choice, Sasuke.”
“Fine, then this is my best option. I sacrifice myself to keep you safe.”
“You are so melodramatic. Your dad doesn’t care that I’m gay. He probably wouldn’t care that you are, as long as you give him an heir. And like I have said before, there are ways around that.”
“Don’t,” Sasuke whispered.
“Don’t what?”
Sasuke didn’t answer; he had said more than enough. He buried his head in Naruto’s shoulder. He couldn’t let himself hope; life was cold and unfair, all he needed to do was look to Itachi to see that. If he let himself be drawn in to Naruto’s fantasy far enough to actually believe it, when it all came crashing down, he would be lost. He had liked the glass bubble; it was a beautiful dream, but he had always been aware that it was a dream. Longing was alright, wishing was ok, but to believe it could be possible? He couldn’t; he couldn’t survive the failure. Naruto was right, he was scared. He hated to admit it, but in the depths of his soul he knew it to be true. He would rather have some of what he wanted, rather than risk everything. And he knew, no matter how much Naruto fought it, he would accept some, if that’s all it could ever be.
Sasuke placed a kiss against Naruto’s neck. He knew he could fuck Naruto into submission if he wanted, but he didn’t want sex; he wanted to be held. He wanted to feel Naruto’s warmth.
Naruto seemed to know, the way he always did. He let out a sigh, and stopped pushing.
Sasuke didn’t know how long they remained like that, just wrapped in each other’s arms; not speaking, kissing, caressing, just holding, and being. He could feel Naruto’s heart pounding against his, a gentle rhythm that was echoed by his own heart.
A pounding on the door brought them back to reality.
“Sasuke, how are you feeling?” Sakura called through the door. Ironically, Sasuke was pretty sure it was unlocked. Habit had made her knock, rather than try to get in.
“You don’t want to come in here, Sakura,” Naruto called out, “I think he has a stomach bug; there’s stuff coming from both ends.”
“Oh…Ok. Tell him I’ll check back in the morning.”
“Will do.” He waited for her to go before adding, “shows how much she loves you; she won’t even nurse you through a stomach bug.”
“Frankly, that’s something I’m relived about.” Sasuke pulled away from Naruto with a small sigh. He had found his equilibrium again, but part of him was still raw.
“I’d nurse you through the nastiest diseases,” Naruto declared, grinning.
Sasuke rolled his eyes, taking comfort in the banter.
“I really would,” Naruto insisted. “And when you’re old and senile, I’ll wipe your drool, and change your nappy.”
“We’re the same age; you’ll probably be drooling next to me, moron.”
Naruto laughed. Then his eyes turned deadly serious. “It will be me next to you when you’re all old and wrinkled, not her. And I’ll still love you.”
Sasuke stared at him, suddenly choked by the emotion in those blue eyes. “Forever,” he murmured, pulling Naruto into a kiss.
“So am I forgiven?” Naruto asked playfully.
“Grudgingly.” Sasuke stood up and stretched. “I don’t know why you didn’t tell me what you were going to do. I almost choked. And that reporter will have the news all over town.”
Naruto shrugged. “I think its better this way. I’m sorry for making you freak out. Though it was pretty funny.” Naruto let out a snort of laughter. “I thought you would have a heart attack when Sakura started asking questions.”
Sasuke hit him over the head with a pillow. “That’s because I almost did.”
Naruto snatched the pillow out of Sasuke’s hands, and hit him back. Sasuke had several pillows on his bed; he grabbed another one, and set up a counter attack. Naruto giggled, flailing around with his pillow as Sasuke scored a few good hits to his head. Then Naruto grasped Sasuke’s pillow, using his own to swipe at Sasuke. Sasuke tried to pull his pillow back; there was a loud tearing noise, and suddenly the room was full of feathers.
Naruto’s laughter turned to coughing as one of them got stuck in his throat. He managed to get the soggy feather out, before lunging at Sasuke, pinning him down and tickling him. Sasuke found himself giggling like a girl, batting at Naruto’s hands, which seemed to be everywhere all at once. Finally, when he was red faced and gasping for breath, Naruto leaned in with a soft smile, and kissed him. Sasuke slipped his arms around Naruto, hooking a leg around his hips for good measure. He kissed him back open mouthed, his tongue delving into Naruto’s mouth, seeking out its partner.
“Yeah, he looks ill.”
Naruto pulled away from Sasuke with a gasp at the sound of Kushina’s voice.
Sasuke let out a groan, wishing that the floor would suck him in; the stupid door was still unlocked. Kushina was stood in the doorway, flanked by Mikoto and Hinata. The two dark haired women were blushing. Kushina, as always, had no shame. Sasuke supposed that he should be glad that they had only been kissing, but he couldn’t find it in himself to feel particularly glad. He had figured that Naruto was right about his mother knowing about them after the whole auction thing, but he had preferred to not bring it up in conversation with her. Mikoto apparently felt the same; having your mother find you in a sexual situation was always going to be awkward, but Sasuke somehow felt that this was particularly bad.
“Since Naruto didn’t come back downstairs, we came to check that you weren’t trying to kill each other,” Kushina said.
“How long have you been there?” Naruto asked.
“Long enough to see how ticklish Sasuke is,” Kushina said with an evil grin.
Sasuke groaned.
“Mum, please go,” Naruto said. “It’s really creepy having you watching us. Really creepy.”
Kushina pouted; Sasuke was pretty sure that she was doing it to irritate Naruto. Thankfully, his own mother had a bit more discretion. She pulled Kushina out of the doorway, followed by a crimson cheeked Hinata.
“Please make sure you clean up all those feathers,” Mikoto said, shutting the door behind her.
Naruto flopped onto his back beside Sasuke with a groan. “I’m sure my mum is a bad influence on Hinata,” he said. “Should I keep them apart?”
“I doubt that anyone could keep your mother from something she wanted,” Sasuke replied.
“Hmm, yeah. She is a bit of a role model for me,” Naruto said with a grin. “You know, earlier you said that we would celebrate, and it would be a surprise. I want my surprise.”
Sasuke had completely forgotten, what with the memorable dinner. He gave Naruto a knowing look. “I want to go dancing,” he said, turning onto his side. He plucked a feather from Naruto’s hair, before pushing himself to his feet. “We’ve not done that before; it would be nice.” He locked the door, just in case anyone else decided to come visiting.
“You did bring something sexy to wear like I asked?”
“It’s in the car,” Naruto replied, his eyes shining.
“Go and get ready, and meet me by the fountain,” Sasuke said.
It was 8:30, and still light out, but he found that he didn’t care. The only person who really spent any time in the gardens was Itachi, and he wouldn’t say anything if he saw them. Sasuke felt like he had been put through the wringer the last few hours; he felt stretched out, weakened. He needed the release, the feel of the beat running up from the soles of his feet through his body. And with Naruto there it would be perfect.
He watched Naruto slip out of the window, before spinning around and grabbing the clothes he had chosen earlier. He showered quickly, before dressing; tight leather trousers in a shade of purple so dark that it was practically black, knee high boots, and a tight black shirt with silver thread running through it. He fluffed his hair up at the back, and quickly lined his eyes with kohl. Sasuke Uchiha the soon to be married heir was gone; he felt more himself than he had for weeks.
He grabbed his wallet and a few small packets of lube, and slipped them into his back pocket. This time, he was going out with Naruto. He didn’t need to find a stranger; the man he loved would be there with him. Sasuke grinned as he climbed out of the window.
Naruto was waiting by the fountain. He looked positively edible, in tight black jeans, ankle boots covered in buckles, and nothing else. The sunlight glistened on his bare skin, making him shine. Sasuke shuddered as a wave of pure lust washed over him. For a moment he considered dragging Naruto back to his room, pinning him down and impaling himself on his cock, riding him hard and fast until they both came. He shook off the urge. Dancing first; he would forget everything for a brief while. Tomorrow would be soon enough to worry about any implications from Naruto’s revelation.
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Sasuke parked with no hesitation. His resolve was strong this time. They entered the club hand in hand. Sasuke had long since stopped worrying about anyone recognising him there. Most of them were too busy worrying about their own anonymity to pay any attention to him.
Sasuke leaned close to Naruto to whisper in his ear; “upstairs or downstairs?” he flicked his tongue against the shell of his lover’s ear before retreating.
Naruto smiled at him. “The place where we first fucked. How romantic. Upstairs, I think.”
The smaller dance floor was surprisingly crowded for a week night; over half the dancer’s had obscured their faces with masks. The music playing was dark and heavy with bass. The dancers moved as if entranced, and a smoke machine in the corner turned the air hazy.
Sasuke led Naruto onto the dance floor, pressing close to him and wrapping his arms around his shoulders, digging his fingers into bare flesh as the beat caught him. Naruto’s hands cupped his hips, pulling their groins together. Sasuke stared into Naruto’s eyes, the familiar feeling of drowning taking him over. Sasuke let it, allowing himself to sink deep.
“I take it you have more than dancing on your mind,” Naruto murmured, trailing kisses down Sasuke’s throat. Sasuke tipped his head back, loving the feel of Naruto’s lips on his skin.
“Maybe,” he replied, trailing his hands down Naruto’s back and cupping his ass. Naruto spun him around, so his back was pressed to Naruto’s chest. He could feel Naruto’s breath on his neck, as his mouth continued to explore with lips, teeth and tongue. He could feel Naruto’s cock, pressing against his ass. He felt it harden as he ground against it, and his own member began to fill in response. One of Naruto’s hands remained on his hip, the other explored up his shirt, caressing, pinching at a nipple, stroking its way back down. Sasuke shuddered, and let out a small sigh. Naruto was driving him wild, and he hadn’t even gone anywhere near his cock yet.
Naruto released him, and stepped back; Sasuke let out a soft gasp at being suddenly left hanging. He turned to face the blond, to see a strange light in his eyes.
“Wait here,” Naruto yelled over the music.
He darted off before Sasuke could say anything. Normally, Sasuke would have been fine on his own; he had prowled the dance floor countless times, looking for a Naruto substitute. Now, though he felt horribly exposed. He turned to go and find a corner to wait in, when strong arms wrapped around him, and a hand cupped his dick. Not Naruto his instincts kicked in. Sasuke stamped hard on the foot of the guy behind him. It didn’t have much effect; he was probably wearing boots with steel toe caps. Sasuke used his elbows instead, digging them into the guy’s ribs. He backed away with a curse.
Sasuke turned to glare at his would be suitor. Possibly he would have been interested before Naruto; the man was blond, though he had green eyes. Those eyes were fixed on Sasuke, an injured look playing on his face.
“I only wanted to dance,” the man said, “since you were so slutty for that other guy, I figured-”
Sasuke saw red. “That other guy was my boyfriend,” he snapped.
“Besides, I only left for a minute. Don’t go trying to steal from other guys; that’s just rude.” Naruto appeared, wrapping his arms around Sasuke possessively, his chin resting on Sasuke’s shoulder.
The green eyed guy sneered, and sunk back into the writhing mass of bodies.
“Boyfriend?” Naruto said into Sasuke’s ear. “You’re pretty greedy, having a fiancée and a boyfriend.” But he sounded pleased, and he placed a kiss on Sasuke’s cheek before letting him go. He held up a key, shaking it so it caught the lights. “Come on,” Naruto said, a wicked grin on his face. “I’m bored of dancing.”
Sasuke had wanted to dance some more, but the green eyed guy had put him off. He let Naruto lead him through the back door, and down the corridor. They took another flight of steps, up to the third floor, with another corridor, and more rooms. The rooms weren’t sound proofed, and sounds of sex echoed through the corridor; moans, and grunts. The thwack of flesh against flesh, the sound of something harder against flesh, the clinking of chains.
Naruto finally found the door he wanted, and pushed it open. Sasuke followed him in, remembering their talk of fantasies. They hadn’t spoken of it since, something that Sasuke was actually quite glad of; a moment of weakness had had him telling the truth, instead of fixing on something less revealing. But now he remembered Naruto’s words, and it made his cock ache with need.
He watched as Naruto locked the door behind them, and turned on the light, illuminating the gloom. There was a bed to one side of the room; the sheets tatty and old, but clean. To the other side of the room, two large poles were set in diagonal lines from floor to ceiling, making an X shape. Next to it was a rack containing a selection of pretty much everything from whips to dildos.
“Do you trust me?” Naruto asked, his voice soft. “It’s up to you; we can use the bed if you want.”
“Sasuke swallowed. “I trust you,” he said. He had never tried any sort of bondage before, though he had wanted to. He had control issues, he was quite aware of it, and prior to Naruto, all the guys he had slept with had been one night only deals. This was different; this was Naruto. With Naruto, he could let himself go. Besides, he felt like he needed to give this to Naruto; he wanted to make him happy.
Naruto grabbed him by the shoulders, and pulled him in to a hungry kiss. Sasuke fought the urge to take control of the kiss, and instead relaxed into it, moving his lips and tongue with Naruto. It was like a dance, and Naruto was leading it. When Naruto broke the kiss, they were both breathless.
“Strip,” Naruto said. The command in his voice sent a shudder through Sasuke. He did as he was told, unbuckling and pulling off his boots first, followed by his shirt. Naruto watched, his eyes lidded. The look went straight to Sasuke’s cock. He fumbled with the zipper of his trousers, somehow managing to get it down.
Once he was naked, Naruto guided him to the cross. The shackles were leather, and adjustable. Naruto buckled his wrists above his head, before crouching down to fasten his ankles. The centre of the cross rested in the small of Sasuke’s back, leaving his ass exposed. He had never felt this vulnerable; his heart was pounding as Naruto took a step back, his eyes raking Sasuke’s body.
“Perfect,” Naruto purred.
“You do know what you’re doing, don’t you?” Sasuke said, possibly a bit late, since he was already bound. The thought of Naruto doing this with anyone else curdled his lust, but at the same time…
“I’ve seen some pretty hard core porn,” Naruto said with a small shrug. “But to answer your very round about question; no, I have not done this with anyone else. You’re just going to have to trust me, Sasuke.” His grin was particularly evil, and Sasuke was suddenly very worried.
Naruto vanished behind him. Sasuke tried to crane his neck to see what Naruto was doing, but it was no good. A sudden hand trailing down his back had him almost jumping out of his skin. Naruto laughed softly, and Sasuke could feel his breath against his neck. Then it was his lips Sasuke was feeling, as Naruto kissed the back of his neck and shoulders. His hands rested briefly on Sasuke’s hips, and Sasuke felt the rough fabric of Naruto’s jeans against his bare buttocks before he moved away. There was a series of scuffles and thumps behind him; presumably Naruto was inspecting the rack. Despite his apprehension, Sasuke could feel his cock begin to harden again. He swallowed as Naruto came back into view. He had his hands behind his back.
“Left or right?” He asked.
Sasuke wiggled, trying to see what Naruto held in his hands, but it was impossible with his wrists and ankles bound.
“Left,” he said, hoping that Naruto wasn’t getting too carried away.
Naruto grinned, and produced a black rubber ring. He tucked something silvery in his pocket. Sasuke watched with some trepidation as Naruto slid the ring down his cock, settling it behind his balls. Before Sasuke could get used to the new, slightly restrictive sensation, Naruto took Sasuke’s dick into his mouth. Sasuke let out a moan as Naruto’s skilled mouth sucked him to rock hardness. The feeling of the ring, the tightness, was interesting. Naruto released his cock, placing a small kiss on the head, then trailing a line of light, teasing kisses down his length. Naruto’s mouth trailed up his stomach, occasionally pausing to nip with his teeth, or lick with his tongue. Sasuke moaned as a nipple was taken into Naruto’s mouth; Naruto flicked at it with his tongue, caught it between his teeth, then sucked. The warmth of his mouth vanished, and he blew on it. Sasuke moaned at the contrast, feeling the ache of pleasure down in his balls.
Then, a sharp pinch that remained; an ache that had his cock twitching. Sasuke glanced down to find that Naruto had put a clamp on his nipple. His other nipple was enveloped by Naruto’s mouth, and he gasped at the sensation. He was prepared for the second clamp. The two were joined by a thin silver chain.
“I thought the choice was left or right,” Sasuke said.
Naruto tugged at the chain, sending a spike of pleasurable pain through him. “It wasn’t either or,” Naruto said, it was which one I used first.”
“Bastard,” Sasuke gasped, twisting against the chains binding him. He looked into blue eyes that knew how much he was loving this; knew that his protests were just air.
Naruto took a step back, his eyes all over Sasuke. For some reason, it felt more intimate than his hands, or his lips; his eyes stripped Sasuke bare to the soul.
“You should see yourself,” Naruto murmured. “You’re so beautiful, all tied up; cock hard and leaking, face flushed. I don’t want anyone else to see you this way. I want to make you mine.” His voice took on a possessive growl as he said the last. Sasuke wanted to tell him that he was Naruto’s completely, but he knew that Naruto wouldn’t believe him, no matter how true his words were. It would bring them back to Sakura, and Sasuke didn’t want to go there, it would break the mood.
“Do it,” Sasuke said instead, “make me yours.”
A dangerous light shone in Naruto’s eyes; Sasuke had seen it before, in the gym. It excited him, seeing Naruto so raw. And he loved that he could still manipulate Naruto while he was tied up, although if he kept on needling the blond, it would be doubtful how much control he would retain. That thought made his cock even harder.
Naruto kissed him; a violent kiss. His hands tangled in Sasuke’s hair, pulling his head back, and his teeth caught Sasuke’s lip. Sasuke tasted blood in his mouth, and he was pretty sure that it was his own. He was gasping for air as Naruto attacked his neck, kissing and sucking and biting in such a fervour that Sasuke was pretty sure he would be wearing turtle necks and scarves for a few weeks. Maybe he would be pissed about that later, but at that moment, he didn’t care. He wanted Naruto to claim him completely; the thought was terrifying and elating at the same time.
Sasuke, to his shame, found himself letting out a whine as Naruto’s mouth left his throat, and his lover once again moved out of his vision.
“Left or right,” Naruto whispered in his ear, his voice husky. A finger, slick with lube, teased at his hole; Sasuke shuddered and let out a moan.
“Left;” he gasped out.
The teasing finger slipped into his ass; Sasuke sighed at the feeling, though he wanted something bigger. A second finger easily slid into him; they scissored, opening up his hole. Sasuke let out a surprised cry that was definitely not a scream as Naruto squeezed cold lube directly inside his ass.
The fingers were removed while Sasuke was still gasping. His cock and balls ached, and the band around then was becoming increasingly uncomfortable, but in a weirdly good way. Something slick and smooth breached his anus; he hissed and moaned as it slid into him, stretching him wider and wider as it thickened. Plug, his lust addled mind thought. He didn’t know what size it was, but it felt huge. He had masturbated with dildos before, but had never tried a butt plug. Naruto slid it in slowly, but it still burned as the widest part at the base slipped in.
“You best not let that slip out, Sasuke,” Naruto said, tapping the base of the plug. Sasuke gasped as it moved inside him, and his cock twitched. For a second he had thought that he was going to come, but the ring at the base of his cock had stopped him. He clenched his ass around the plug, though his hole had closed up around the narrow base.
Naruto came around in front of him, a strange oddment of leather straps and buckles in his hand.
“Let me guess; right?” Sasuke asked, his words coming out in harsh pants. He sounded winded, as if he had run a marathon. “What is that?”
Naruto smirked at him. “Ball gag,” he said. “Open your mouth.”
Sasuke almost refused; Naruto was getting way to into this. But the thought of being bound and gagged, completely at Naruto’s mercy appealed. Lust clouded his mind, and he opened up his mouth, letting Naruto place the ball in there. It was so large it threatened to break his jaw; it was made of rubber, so he could set his teeth against it, but not bite down. The straps were soft leather, and buckled up behind his head.
Naruto backed away from Sasuke, a pleased expression on his face. Sasuke was very glad that there were no mirrors in the room. Sasuke noticed that there was something in Naruto’s hand as the plug lodged in his ass began to vibrate. Sasuke moaned around the gag, twisting against his restraints. He could feel the vibration everywhere, not just in his ass; it was in his dick and balls too, his nipples, his fingers, his toes. His whole body felt sensitised, and the pleasure that coursed through him twisted itself around the pain, until he wasn’t sure which sensation was which. His balls hurt, he needed to come so badly, yet at the same time, the ache was the most exquisite pleasure he had ever felt. Naruto settled his hip against a piece of furniture set against the wall. Sasuke wasn’t really in any position to be observant, and the lighting was dim, but he thought it might be a chest of draws.
Naruto kept one hand on the remote, and his eyes on Sasuke. His other hand tugged down the zipper of his jeans, and pulled out his cock. Sasuke groaned. He wanted it in his mouth, or his ass. If it was possible, he would have both at the same time. Naruto began to stroke his cock, using long slow strokes, squeezing the length, twisting at the head. Sasuke’s mouth watered, he tried to beg Naruto, he wanted that cock so badly, but all that came out was an unintelligible mutter. Stupid gag.
Sasuke pulled at the chains, almost sobbing with frustration. Naruto’s eyes narrowed and he turned the vibration up. Sasuke let out a muffled shriek; his balls felt like they were going to burst with the pressure. He shot Naruto what was meant to be his evilest glare, but he didn’t know how effective it was.
Naruto held his gaze, hand still on his cock. He gave it a few more strokes, before getting off of the dresser or chest or whatever it was he was on, and walking slowly towards Sasuke. He tugged at the chain attached to the nipple clamps, sending another red hot flare through Sasuke’s body.
“Are you trying to tell me something?”
Sasuke rolled his eyes, and muttered a few choice curses that came out sounding like gibberish.
Naruto unbuckled the gag, and pulled the ball out of Sasuke’s mouth.
“Fuck. Me. Now.” Sasuke gasped out.
Naruto slid behind him with a teasing smile. The vibration stopped and the plug was pulled out of his ass. Sasuke moaned at the feeling of it sliding out of him. Naruto barely gave him time to breath before the plug was replaced with Naruto’s hot, hard cock.
“Yesss,” Sasuke hissed, clenching his ass around the member filling him. Naruto moaned in his ear. His arms came around Sasuke, one resting on his stomach, the other catching the chain on the nipple clamps.
Naruto began fucking Sasuke, hard and fast, his breath coming out in a grunt with each thrust. Sasuke had no choice but to ride the waves with him. The metal at the base of his back prevented him from moving his hips in time with Naruto’s thrusts, and the wrist shackles stopped him from bending forward, so it wasn’t as deep as he would like, but his over stimulated body was practically thrumming. He was aware of the sound of their bodies meeting, the wetness of the lube inside him sucking at Naruto’s cock. The gasps, moans cries and grunts that may have been coming from his throat, or maybe Naruto’s. He wasn’t sure anymore.
Naruto’s hand slid down to his cock, caressing past his balls, making him moan louder. Suddenly, the cock ring was gone. Naruto’s fist closed around Sasuke’s cock, giving it a sharp tug as his hips snapped forward, burying his dick deep in Sasuke’s body. Naruto’s teeth clamped down on his shoulder, and suddenly he was coming, and coming and coming. He thought he heard a scream; possibly his own, but he wasn’t sure because the world exploded, then went dark.
The next thing he was aware of, he was slumped on Naruto as the blond undid the straps on his left wrist. It was the last one; the nipple clamps had gone, too. He let Naruto half carry, half walk him to the bed; he had no strength in his legs, and he could still feel the aftershocks of his orgasm.
“How are you feeling?” Naruto asked, laying him onto the bed, “You really scared me; I’ve never fucked anyone unconscious before.”
“I’ve never been fucked unconscious before,” Sasuke replied, shocked to find his voice hoarse and scratchy. Just how much screaming had he done? Everything hurt; his ass, his balls, his cock, his nipples, his throat. But it was a good hurt; every ache was a mark made by Naruto.
He felt Naruto settle on the bed next to him, and very gingerly pull him into an embrace, spooning. He had taken off his jeans, and his bare skin felt nice against Sasuke’s.
“How long do we have this room for?” Sasuke asked. He twined his fingers with Naruto’s.
“As long as we want, though I’ve slept on nicer beds. The club closes at six; we need to be gone by then.”
“We have time,” Sasuke said, smiling as Naruto kissed his neck, gentle, loving and tender. He could stay like that forever; aching, lying on itchy sheets, stick with come. This was how it should be, Sasuke thought. Just the two of them, together. It was a dream; a beautiful dream, and he never wanted to wake up. If only he didn’t have his duty to consider. If only Itachi wasn’t ill, if only he wasn’t due to marry Sakura in less than three months. If only.
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