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Companion
fic to Keys to Diplomacy. You don’t need to read one to understand the
other, but for all intensive purposes, this comes after Keys to Diplomacy.
Disclaimer:
I don't own the show or the manga.
Keys
to Leadership
*
Everyone knew that the Hokage was strong. Most knew he was unconventionally
brilliant. There wasn’t anyone, however,
that didn’t know that he had one very evil and prominent sadistic streak. Especially when it came to one Uchiha Sasuke,
ANBU captain and sharingan-wielding prodigy.
When confronted, the Hokage would just smile deviously like
a kid with a water balloon and say that it was just payback. Most would agree that whatever the Uchiha
heir had done, he didn’t deserve all that he got, but then, most hadn’t grown
up with him, either.
Though even those that had grown up with them would agree
that sometimes the leader of Konoha did tend to go overboard.
Luckily for the Hokage, he had a very dedicated ANBU guard
by the name of Neji, who was very good at knowing just when to step in. After all, it was tough to defend oneself
when laughing too hard to breathe.
However, to ensure such courses of action, the Hokage had a
very secretive chart disguised as a low-level water jutsu scroll. The chart was to keep track of which of his
ANBU he hadn’t pissed off lately, and which he had. He used this as a guide to schedule guard
duty outside his office.
Unconventionally brilliant.
It was a unique system he had developed after a few times
where he had realized he couldn’t keep straight who was and wasn’t currently
out for his blood. A few black eyes
while spiteful ANBU guards looked the other way had prompted it. Of course, he also made a point of personally
kicking the ass of each ANBU that failed in their duty and then assigning them
D class missions that involved shoveling out horse stables for a few nobles.
He thought it was funny.
They didn’t.
It was while Uzumaki Naruto, holder of the Hokage title, was
reading his chart under the concealment and safety of his desk that he noticed
that he had a time gap for Sasuke.
Fortunately, it had been long enough since he had last sufficiently
angered Neji to schedule the Byakugan user for a week or two. He figured he’d need the Hyuuga as a
distraction while he escaped via his office window.
Sasuke had a tendency not to wait around while he climbed
out.
The blonde stuck his arm out and reached up to the top of
his desk, hand searching for a pencil.
After much fruitless groping, he found one and erased Sasuke’s row for
the next two and a half weeks. He then
quickly filled in those time slots in Neji’s row.
Then, just for fun, he assigned Shikamaru for substitution
at the Academy where he would spend then next few days surrounded by screaming
four year olds who were just learning how to throw sharp, pointy objects.
He snickered gleefully to himself.
“Ah, Naruto. Who are
we torturing this time?”
The blonde in question poked his head out from under his
desk to grin innocently at his intruder.
“Kakashi-sensei, I’m hurt that you would think I purposely
torture my ranks.”
The jounin grinned under his mask before replying, “You
weren’t? My mistake.”
Naruto resealed his chart and crawled out from under his
desk, his Hokage robe collecting the dust from the floor. Sitting on his chair, he grinned at the
jounin, who was one of only two people besides the Hokage who actually knew
what the scroll in his hand was. It
wasn’t like Kakashi would ever tell anyone, anyway. He personally thought the system was rather ingenious,
and in exchange for never telling, he was never assigned substitution at the
Academy where he would spend then next few days surrounded by screaming four
year olds who were just learning how to throw sharp, pointy objects.
Plus, he thought it was fun to sit back and watch,
occasionally giving the blonde helpful advice.
“Studying water jutsus again?”
“Why of course, sensei, I like to keep a wide arsenal.”
“Anyone in particular that you intend to use it against?”
“Well, I thought to best study their effectiveness, I should
test it on Sasuke, what with him being so proficient in fire jutsus and all.”
“Ah.”
The two remained in comfortable silence for a moment,
neither caring that Naruto had never quite dropped the suffix for his old
teacher or that Kakashi had never quite gotten around to adding the suffix for
his pervious student; much less actually call him by his title.
“Last time I gave him a D-rank mission of babysitting some
bratty kids and gave Neji that A-rank mission that Sasuke wanted. Partly to appease Neji for what I did to him,
but mostly just to piss Sasuke-teme off.
You were on a mission.”
That explained to the jounin why he hadn’t heard of it.
Kakashi gave no indication what he thought of the
information, save for the slow curve of his visible eye.
They were interrupted at that moment as the door to the
office flew open and a pink-haired medic barged in.
“Sakura-chan! Want to
go out on a date with me?” Naruto jumped up, grinning broadly at the woman.
She gave him a brief smile.
“No, I don’t think Lee would like that very much.”
It wasn’t as if the medic would actually admit to dating Lee
yet, she was more or less teasing him along, sometimes going out with the
taijutsu master, sometimes turning him down.
To everyone else, they were dating.
She never bothered to correct them.
Naruto didn’t even bat an eyelash at her refusal, especially
since he thought Ino was much more fun to flirt with.
Which she was.
“So what brings you here?”
“This,” she said, tapping a folder in her hand with a forefinger,
“it’s the physicals you requested for all the ANBU captains. Although there is one who didn’t show up.”
She put it down on the desk for the blonde who immediately
opened it up to idly leaf through it.
“Hmm… I wonder…” he glanced at Sakura and quickly shut his
mouth, but the devious glint refused to leave his eyes.
She frowned at him, knowing him well enough to know that he
was trying to plan something. She
glanced at her former teacher, finally acknowledging him, to see if he had any
inkling of what exactly was going through the Hokage’s head. Kakashi, however, was nose-deep in an orange
book.
She gave Naruto one last stern look before turning around
and heading out the door.
“She was always too smart for her own good,” Naruto
commented, watching her leave. If he
wasn’t terrified of her strength, courtesy of Tsunade, he would add her name to
his trusty chart. However, his seemingly
mild death wish wasn’t ever likely to get that severe.
“So what are you going to do?” Kakashi asked when the door
shut.
“I’m not exactly sure yet… but I’m getting ideas.”
Kakashi glanced at the folder on the relatively clean desk
before commenting apparently off-topic, “You caught up on your paperwork?”
“Nah, not really. We
just have some new interns in the building and I managed to con it off on
them.”
“Ah.”
*
Two days later, Naruto called Neji and Sasuke into his
office.
Once the two captains were seated, Naruto slid the folder
Sakura had given him two days prior to the center of his desk –which was still
wonderfully clear, since the latest batch of interns seemed to be unusually
gullible.
He considered trying to remain silent and not let either of
them in on what was going on, just for kicks, but then belatedly remembered
they were both not only far more patient, but also of fewer words than he.
“Well, actually I have a number of things on the docket
today to discuss. The first and foremost
concerning you, bastard.”
“What is it, dobe?”
“We took a vote.
You’re definitely gay.”
Sasuke sputtered slightly while Neji directed his attention
to staring outside the window. It
sounded like something he’d rather not become involved with.
“What?!”
“According to the latest polls, most people think you’re
gay. Actually, it’s one hundred percent
in favor.”
“What people?”
“Well, me, Jiraiya, and Kakashi.”
Unsure of what else to do, Sasuke settled for a glare. He wasn’t exactly keen on knowing that his
superior was discussing his sexuality with two notorious perverts. One of whom was a previously trusted sensei. Then again, he did find it interesting that
his sexuality was a worthy enough topic for the young Hokage. After all, if Naruto was curious…
“This is a problem if you’re going to resurrect your clan.”
Sasuke suddenly felt any rising hope drop.
“Unless you’re asexual…”
Sasuke fixed him with a cold glare, not missing the
muttered: ‘With a personality like that
you’d have to be.’
“However, Jiraiya has graciously sent along a copy of this,”
Naruto said, pulling out an all-too-familiar orange book. “Kakashi has offered to pay for prostitution
services for you and I managed to get you this!” he smiled brilliantly as he
triumphantly displayed a bottle of pills loudly proclaiming in bold letters,
their “libido-enhancing” strength.
Sasuke was about to reach over and strangle the blonde, but
the Hokage quickly turned their attention to the folder on his envelope.
“This is the results from your physicals.”
He was answered with a look of mild interest and one of
complete confusion.
“Neji, your health and body are perfect,” the blonde stated,
winking. The Hyuuga gave him a flat
stare while Sasuke imperceptibly tightened his grip on his armrests.
There was a knock on the door which Naruto answered with a
shout to enter.
Ino appeared in the doorway, a large box in her arms. She quickly made her way over to the desk,
and set it down on the floor next to it.
“It’s that… package… you ordered,” she said, slyly.
“Yes, thank you for coming
with my package, Ino-chan,” Naruto
replied, smiling seductively.
“Think nothing of it, Hokage-sama; I’m happy to handle
your package for you, anytime.”
Sasuke’s knuckles were white with the grip he had on his
chair.
Suddenly, the pony-tailed blonde woman turned to the Uchiha
heir and winked before sauntering out the door, but not before turning around
and blowing Naruto a kiss. The Hokage
grinned widely as the door shut behind her.
The blonde man turned his attention back to his
subordinates.
“Blondes are fun, aren’t they? ...Eh, Sasuke-teme? Something wrong?”
Sasuke forced the tenseness around his eyes and jaw to relax
as he gave his answer in the form of a dark glare.
Neji shifted quietly beside him, obviously trying not to
laugh.
The Uchiha heir hated the Hyuuga, especially at the
moment. Ever since Neji had found out
about his mild, very mild attraction
towards the Hokage, the long-haired man had insisted on tormenting him about
it.
He especially found it amusing when Sasuke got jealous.
“So anyway, Neji, you’re clear for high class missions for
the next year. Congratulations. Also, this means that you can guard me more
often and we can have fun make-out sessions in my closet.”
“Uzumaki…,” Neji hesitated from telling the blonde to shut
up when he remembered Sasuke, “I think I’d rather screw on your desk.”
Before anyone could recover from their shock, he stood up
and exited the room, desperately trying to keep himself from laughing when he
had seen Sasuke’s face. After all, it
wouldn’t do to have people think he had a sense of humor. His comment also had the added benefit of
silencing the blonde anyway, and it was some nice payback from all the little
teasing comments Naruto liked to make to him, if for no other reason than to
try and ruffle the Hyuuga’s feathers.
Sasuke, for his part, looked as if he were about to kill
someone very violently. It wasn’t hard
to guess who.
Naruto recovered from his shock with a low whistle. “Didn’t know he had it in him.”
With a wide grin, he turned his attention back to the folder
on his desk, his face suddenly going gravely serious.
“Sasuke,” he began, his tone sounding unusually
professional, “You skipped your physical.
You have an appointment this afternoon here at three. You are dismissed.”
“You never told me I had one.”
“Didn’t I? Hmm,
must’ve slipped my mind.”
“Convenient.”
“Not really. I did
have to reschedule for you. Now if you’ll
excuse me, I have work to do,” Naruto replied in a clipped tone.
Silence reigned in the office.
Sasuke just sat there; face darkening before he bit out
angrily, “What, you’re not going to offer me
a round in your closet?”
“No. Why would
I? Now, if unless you have any further…”
“No, I don’t, thank you,” he replied bitterly, his voice
cold and formal as he got up from his chair, finally releasing his death grip
on his armrests. Without another word he
walked stiffly out of the office, anger and jealousy radiating off him in
waves.
Naruto bit harshly on the inside of his cheek to keep from
grinning in victory.
He winced instead.
Shikamaru had been right; ignoring someone was a good way to
get their attention. He almost felt bad
about the substitution mission, almost.
Instead he made a mental note to give the Nara a raise.
*
Sasuke stood, impatiently waiting for the doctor to return
as he tried to ignore the fact that he was in a hospital gown.
The longer he waited, the angrier he got, not only because
he was forced to wait, but also because the longer he was left by himself, the
more time he had to think about Naruto and Neji, who he was going to kill. Slowly and painfully.
The door to the office began to open, and he let out a
slight sigh of relief. He didn’t know
why Naruto had told the doctor to examine him in the Hokage office of all
places, and he didn’t really have a chance to ask.
However, it wasn’t the doctor who entered, but rather a
certain blonde-haired, blue-eyed Hokage.
He blinked stupidly before scowling at the man.
For his part, Naruto ignored him and grabbed the chart
hanging off the edge of his desk, perusing its contents idly. Whether he had any understanding of the
information it contained was anyone’s guess.
“What are you doing, idiot?”
“Reading your chart, bastard.”
“I have a doctor for that.”
“I sent him off for awhile.
I can do that, you know.”
It was true, especially since there were few people willing
to argue with the leader of Konoha. It
either resulted in a headache or a fight.
Not many people were willing to get in a fight with the strongest ninja in
the village, especially when he was mad.
“Why did you ask me if I was going to offer you a ‘round in my closet’?” Naruto asked, not looking up from the chart.
“Well you certainly seemed to be more than willing with Neji!”
Sasuke spat, unaware of how he sounded.
“Neji’s different,” Naruto replied calmly, head tilted
downwards as if to review the health report in his hand. Truthfully, the doctor had already completed
the physical and everything checked out fine, he had asked the doctor
himself. Then he proceeded to order the
doctor not to interrupt as he had some pressing and confidential matters to
discuss with the ANBU captain. It was
vitally important.
Really, Sasuke was free to leave, but the Uchiha heir didn’t
know that.
The doctor had looked at him bizarrely, probably because he
hadn’t been able to wipe the stupid grin off his face.
“How?!” The dark
haired man felt jealousy rise up within him.
“I have no desire to fuck him,” Naruto grinned devilishly,
willing himself not to look up and see the shocked expression on the Uchiha’s
face. There was silence for a moment as
he continued to stare at the paper that he had absolutely no interest in.
“Wh-what?!” Sasuke
sputtered, unable to help himself.
“You heard me Uchiha.
I am going to be personally completing your physical.”
Sasuke couldn’t stop the strange look that crossed his face
as his heart pounded thunderously in his ears.
Naruto grinned as he tossed the chart to the side of the
room where it hit the wall with a loud clatter.
Quickly, he advanced on the stricken Uchiha, roughly grabbing the backs
of his thighs before lifting him up and setting him on the large desk.
Sasuke quickly regained control of his senses and yanked the
blonde to him, crushing soft lips with his own.
Naruto smirked into the contact, using one hand as support
while the other grabbed the gown and tore the flimsy garment from the Uchiha’s
body.
Sasuke growled as cold air hit his skin when the thin
covering was torn away.
Naruto stepped back for a moment, admiring a view that some
people would kill for. Sasuke was
glowering at him for pulling away, but he wasn’t concerned.
After all, he had more important things to worry about than
getting beat up by a naked Sasuke. He
silently reminded himself to request that Sasuke be in the nude the next time
they sparred.
After enough ogling, Naruto quickly returned and attacked
the ANBU’s neck, shoving him down onto the desk as he climbed up and straddled
the avenger.
Sasuke clawed at him like a wildcat, expressing his
displeasure at the attempted domination, despite the coarse growls of approval
at what Naruto’s mouth was doing.
Naruto, however, took this as a challenge. He liked that Sasuke was fighting back, liked
the fact that the Uchiha was challenging him for control. It would make it that much sweeter when he
took him. Maybe he couldn’t tame him,
but he would definitely let him know who was boss.
And when that was clear and settled, he’d have so many
opportunities to take advantage of it.
Jiraiya had once stated, not too long ago, that he was proud
of Naruto. At the time, he had been
speaking of Naruto’s voyeurism and propensity for perversion.
Naruto winced slightly as Sasuke bit him harshly, but then
responded in kind. He lifted his head
from the pale and bruising shoulder to press his mouth firmly to the other’s,
grabbing a jaw and forcing it open
before roughly shoving his tongue inside, to immediately duel with another.
The battle ensued as he pressed further in, using his
position above the raven-haired man as leverage. He tugged sharply on dark strands, tilting
the ANBU’s head back to allow further access.
Sasuke snarled as much as he could with his mouth currently
occupied as the blonde wrapped his fingers tighter in his hair.
In retaliation, Sasuke grabbed a fistful of hair as well,
pulling it harshly to the side, causing the two to break their kiss as Naruto
let out a grunt of pain and to send a glare down at him.
Sasuke just smirked before pushing the Hokage off of him and
onto the floor, immediately following.
Naruto growled lightly once the tables were turned and
Sasuke began running his hands all along the blonde’s clothed body while
sucking forcefully at the exposed underside of the blonde’s chin.
The Kyuubi gripped pale shoulders painfully when those
tricky hands found their way up his shirt and began to assault his torso. He arched up as one skimmed over a pert bud,
and growled in approval.
However, before Sasuke could repeat the gesture, he suddenly
found himself flipped on his back once more, head connecting solidly with the
floor as Naruto smirked down at him, grinding his hips into the Uchiha
purposefully, before standing up and walking out the door, leaving a very
confused ANBU captain lying naked on the floor.
It was when the doctor returned and widened his eyes upon
seeing the infamous Uchiha heir stripped and on his back on the floor of the
Hokage’s office that Sasuke had the presence of mind to get up, glare the
doctor out of the room and quickly get dressed.
Seconds later and he was sprinting out of the Hokage’s
office.
It was a full two hours later after having been led on a
wild goose chase that he returned.
He was prevented from entering however by Neji.
“Let me in, Hyuuga,” he snarled menacingly, far from being
in the mood to allow people to live after he started smashing their faces into
some sort of hard surface.
“Hokage’s orders. You
are not to enter.”
“Anyone, or me specifically?”
“Just you.”
“Is there a reason why?” he growled.
Neji couldn’t keep the smirk from his face. “He said he thought it’d be funny.”
Sasuke punched the wall beside the older man’s face, cracking
the stone with the impact of his fist.
“I’m going in, and neither you nor him are going to stop me.”
Neji shrugged, not really caring if the Uchiha went inside
or not. Especially since Naruto had been
laughing rather hard when he gave him the instructions.
Without another word, Sasuke shoved past the Hyuuga and
entered the office.
Naruto seemed unsurprised when he burst into the
office. The blonde Hokage just looked at
him the same way he had always looked at Kakashi whenever the jounin had shown
up late.
Sasuke furiously strode up to the desk Naruto sat behind and
punched him across the jaw. The blonde
head snapped back, but blue eyes turned back to him full of a strange mix of
mirth and anticipation.
“Took you long enough.”
The dark haired man pulled his fist back again, but Naruto
grabbed his wrist and drug him across the desk.
“Hitting a superior is a serious offense, Uchiha. Hitting them twice is worse.”
Sasuke allowed his sharingan to flash, but managed to keep
himself from attacking as he glared up at the blonde.
“I’ll be willing to overlook this transgression under one
condition.”
“Fuck you, Uzumaki.”
“Well, yes, that will come.”
Sasuke widened his eyes slightly in surprise, which Naruto
took advantage of by pulling the man the rest of the way over his desk. The Uchiha heir barely managed to get his
legs underneath himself to avoid falling gracelessly to the floor.
The blonde never relinquished his hold on the pale wrist as
he shoved the ebony haired man against a wall, strong hands pushing down
forcefully on deceptively slender shoulders.
Sasuke was ready to struggle when one shoulder was released
and the distinctive sound of a zipper was heard before he felt fingers roughly
grabbing his jaw and forcing it open.
A certain amount of shock flooded his being as he suddenly
found his mouth very full.
Above him, Naruto groaned softly, hips shifting slightly,
causing his arousal to twitch between the Uchiha’s lips.
A back corner of Sasuke’s mind knew that if it was ever
going to happen, it would be like this.
Both of them fighting each other all the way. Though he honestly had always pictured their
positions being reversed.
“Suck,” the gruff demand came, leaving no room for argument.
Sasuke hesitated, which was enough for the blonde man to
thrust into him as punishment, choking him and causing tears to well slightly
in his eyes.
Growling savagely around the length in his mouth, causing
slight vibrations to ripple against the silky flesh, he did as he was
ordered.
A long shuddering sigh reached his ears as the blonde began
to gently slide deeper in before pulling out slightly.
Sasuke furrowed his brow, determination settling firmly in
his eyes as he began to suck hard, tongue swirling lasciviously around the
swollen length. So what if he enjoyed
it?
That didn’t mean he wasn’t going to bash Naruto’s head in
later. It was only fitting, seeing as
how the blonde was currently doing everything to deserve it.
But that was later.
Sasuke narrowed his eyes and punched Naruto in the thigh
anyway, who seemed to enjoy it. Freak.
Heat coiled tightly in his stomach as he greedily took in
more of the satiny arousal, nose burying deeply in natural blonde curls. The slight bitter taste of Naruto’s essence
dripped on his tongue as he pulled back, before pushing forward and laving the droplets
on the skin he was devouring.
It was hard to breathe, especially when the air seemed
heated and stuffy around him and his mouth was too occupied for him to gasp for
breath. He felt slightly light-headed,
but he wasn’t entirely sure that had to do with the slight lack of air.
Naruto sucked in a breath through his teeth as he felt his
control slipping steadily away. It
seemed rather surreal that he currently had the last of the Uchiha clan
desperately sucking him off.
How fun!
The thought spurred his hips to strengthen their shallow
thrusting into deeper, more powerful plunges.
He felt his tip hit the back of a hot throat, the muscles constricting
around it as the owner below gagged before consciously relaxing them.
He squeezed the pale shoulder painfully, nails gripping into
firm skin, marking and bruising it. His
other hand released the jaw that no longer had to be held open and fisted
tightly into raven locks.
Sasuke winced slightly when a strong thrust slammed the back
of his head against the wall, the suction of his mouth carrying him forward
slightly as the hips withdrew only to slam him back again. Each new thrust brought a burst of stars
behind his eyes and he knew when this was over he was going to have a pounding
headache.
He grabbed clothed hips frantically, still sucking violently
as his mouth was fucked harshly.
He listened with distracted fascination as the pants and
grunts above him grew louder and more frequent.
“Gah… Sasuke…” the abrasive whisper sounded loudly amid the
other noises of their activities. His
groin tightened further at his name.
The avenger’s whole being was focused on the blonde, even
though his jaw was sore and his throat was raw, and he couldn’t bring himself
to care.
His head smacked the wall again.
A few hitches in breathing from the man above him signaled
the beginning of the end as the powerful hips began to lose their rhythm and
Sasuke’s head met the wall with more and more force from each new thrust.
Suddenly the swollen flesh encased in his mouth twitched and
bitter liquid shot to the back of his throat, causing him to cough violently as
he tried to swallow it.
Naruto slumped over him, arms resting against the wall as he
softened within Sasuke’s mouth. Before
he could fully catch his breath, he was roughly shoved away, an angry,
half-hearted glare thrown in his direction.
“The fuck, Uzumaki?!”
It was impolite to just shove yourself into someone’s mouth, after all.
“Give me a minute and we’ll get to that,” he managed to grin
deviously as he supported himself against his desk, he knees dropping down to
the floor.
Sasuke glowered dangerously.
His head hurt like a bitch. His
mouth, jaw, and neck felt sore and raw, like he had been blowing Naruto for
hours. Fucking moron. His knees hurt from kneeling so long. Damn Naruto’s stamina. Oh, and he had the bitter taste of cum in his
mouth. He nearly snarled at the thought,
pointedly ignoring the fact that he had happily swallowed all he could just a
few minutes ago like a greedy whore.
He licked his lips, tasting even more of the blonde and
scowling.
Suddenly Naruto pushed himself up and away from the desk,
and shoved Sasuke back against the wall, tongue diving deeply into an open
mouth as he sought out every hiding spot.
Despite himself, the Uchiha groaned wantonly, battling against the
intrusion in a similar fashion.
Naruto pulled back before Sasuke could get a very accurate
taste.
“Strip.”
The raven haired man blinked before staring dubiously.
“Strip. Now!”
Cursing his damnable hands that seemed to have a mind of
their own as they merrily obeyed the Hokage, Sasuke chose to glare at the
blonde in front of him. He didn’t miss the
intense look that shot to his shoulders as he shrugged out of his shirt.
The leader of Konoha stared at him like he was a bowl of
ramen.
If he were anyone other than Uchiha Sasuke, he would have
felt self-conscious under such scrutiny.
Well, maybe Neji wouldn’t… or possibly Shino…
Sasuke bitch-slapped himself mentally as he tried not to run
after his drifting thoughts. It occurred
to him that too much thinking might be a bad idea, seeing as though he was
probably brain damaged from having his head slammed against a wall for twenty
odd minutes and the accompanying lack of oxygen which surely killed off its
fair share of functional brain cells. If
he was lucky, it was the share that had decided the blonde was desirable.
One look downwards at the cheery hands that were happily
removing his pants for the blonde Hokage informed him that he had
unfortunately, killed off the wrong brain cells and that the defective ones
were currently running rampant.
Damn.
“On your hands and knees.”
As he obeyed, Sasuke could almost imagine his mildly
retarded brain cells saying, ‘Duh… sure
thing Mr. Hokage! Whatever you say!’ He wondered why the surviving cells of his
brain were so devoted to Naruto. He did
his best to ignore them as they started cheering for the blonde.
His knees still hurt from kneeling earlier, and as found
himself willingly on all fours, he was reminded of it as they protested
angrily. Not that he cared. After all, he had more important things to
worry about. Like say for instance, the fact
that he was about to be fucked and he didn’t seem to be putting up any sort of
resistance. Odd.
He really should do something about that.
Naruto grinned maniacally as he slid open a drawer in his
desk and grabbed a small bottle. Sasuke
seemed as though he were still dazed, which wasn’t too surprising since he had
sort of slammed the poor ANBU’s head against a wall for about ten minutes. However, it seemed as though it made the
captain more compliant.
He made a mental note that head injuries made Sasuke listen.
He had honestly expected a bit more of a fight, but then he
referred back to the mental note he had just made. Best to take advantage of it while he had a
naked Sasuke, for the second time that day, willing and waiting for him.
Hell yes.
Climbing to his feet, he walked around the dark haired man,
who watched his every move with intense, dark eyes.
The blonde, removed his shirt, which was too warm and
slightly sweaty from a few minutes ago and kneeled down, running a rough hand
gently down an exposed back. The
sensation went straight to his rapidly recovering groin.
He flipped the lid on the bottle he held in his hand and
smeared the contents on his fingers, working it around the digits and warming
it. Although it would be fun to see Sasuke
jump from the cold…
Smirking, he gripped a bare hip and pulled it back onto a
waiting finger. Sasuke shuddered in
front of him and felt his own groin tighten further, returning to full
salute. Sucking in a breath, he lowered
his head to bite possessively on the hip he held. His teeth trailed further up the side of the
pale body that twitched and trembled each time it was tugged backwards. He jammed a second finger in, grinning
devilishly at the heady groan he received.
Naruto gazed at the expanse of smooth skin displayed
gloriously before him, sweat beading and glistening across it, flawless in its
beauty. He wanted to mark it. To soil the perfection in front of his eyes. There was a more tempting beauty in soiling something;
it became more entrancing with a fall from grace. Of course, Naruto thought Sasuke was pretty
any way you looked at him.
Pretty like a girl.
He'd say that too, if it wasn’t for the strong personal
attachment he had for his teeth and the ability to chew.
For fun, he bit unnecessarily hard just below the
ribcage. There was growl and a muttered
curse accompanying his name for that.
He made his way up to the juncture of the neck and shoulder,
attaching his mouth greedily as he worked furiously to mark the unblemished
Uchiha. He sunk his teeth in once again
as he inserted a third finger.
Beneath him the ANBU captain cursed.
“You don’t know how fun you make this, Sasuke.”
“Shut up, idiot.”
In response, Naruto plunged deeper into the man, making him
cry out wantonly.
“You first.”
Smirking to himself, the blonde retreated and removed his
fingers from his captain, sliding his pants down to mid thigh, and angled
himself appropriately. Naruto mentally
cheered himself on as he pushed forward, swiftly entering the toned and quaking
body, grinning cheekily as he knew Sasuke would rather die than to complain to
him about any physical discomforts.
Yes, pride. It had
such lovely advantages.
Naruto pitched forward to grasp at trembling shoulders,
gritting his teeth at the sensations washing over him as he fought to remain
still. He slowly lifted a shaking hand
and tenderly tucked a loose lock of ebony hair behind a delicate ear, his
fingers brushing softly against pale skin.
A moment later, he bit said ear and slammed himself the rest of the way
in.
The sound of fingernails scraping across the floor and
tremulous breaths reached the Hokage’s ears.
Ah what a beautiful sound!
He pulled out and shoved forwards again, relishing the grunt
of pleasure the dark haired man emitted.
It was motivation like that which spurred him on to do better.
Naruto moaned quietly as he repeated his previous action
with more force, frowning slightly when he met resistance with a dull thud… or
rather, the body in front of him met resistance. He looked up with glazed eyes as he thrust
again, seeing Sasuke’s shoulder collide with the corner of his desk. He wondered how much it hurt.
Below him, Sasuke grit his teeth as he was shoved forwards,
body ramming into office furniture. Not
that he didn’t enjoy it, but it wasn’t like he would admit that, anyway.
The Uchiha heir bit his lip to keep himself from crying
outright when he felt a hand encase his neglected arousal. Needy lips assaulted what was available of
his neck, teasing in their gentleness as the abuse to his shoulder steadily
increased in force. His arms started to
quake uncertainly and as Naruto continued to lave his tongue over Sasuke’s pale
skin, he felt his arms give out, his elbows jarring heavily with the floor,
saving his chin from smashing into it.
Sasuke’s world had focused in solely on the man above him as
with every forward motion, his face came dangerously close to scraping against
the wooden flooring. Pressure increased
steadily within him, his mind clouding over wondrously as euphoria began to
haze over him.
He was going to be very sore the following day, in more
places than one, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.
Damn that idiot.
Suddenly, Naruto pulled away and Sasuke’s eyes widened as he
was flipped onto his back before Naruto entered him again in one smooth
motion. The blonde smirked down sexily
at him, and the Uchiha heir had to fight with himself not to be blinded with
the blonde’s brilliance.
Sasuke had never wanted another person more in his life. Never felt more alive than when bathed in the
blonde’s attention, a tanned body sliding seamlessly along his own. His chest felt like it was bursting… or maybe
he was just out of breath again.
He lifted an arm to wrap it around a strong neck, pulling
the Hokage down to him, fiercely plunging in as he battled tongues with his
rival. He arched beautifully as the hand
in between them squeezed gently.
The Uchiha heir clenched his fingers painfully into a
muscled arm, fingernails breaking the skin.
Hooking a leg over tan hips, Sasuke desperately pulled the
blonde deeper into him, roughening the already brutal pace. Each drive the blonde made lifted the ANBU
captain’s waist slightly off the ground.
There was a knocking on the door to the office, but neither
cared enough to still.
“Go away!” Naruto yelled out, voice slightly hoarse, “I’m
busy screwing Sasuke to the ground!”
The knocks abruptly stopped as footsteps hurried away. If either had been aware enough to listen,
they would have heard quiet snickering.
Naruto gently massaged the bruising skin of Sasuke’s
shoulder with his tongue, lapping away the redness from the sharp corner of the
desk, heedless of the fact that now Sasuke’s opposite shoulder was digging
painfully into the same spot the other had been rammed into.
The dark haired avenger’s fingers were still gripping biceps
hard enough to bruise, both legs now wrapping tightly around slender hips to
drive them impossibly deep as he threw his head back to gasp harshly for
breath.
“Na- Naruto…” he moaned, worshipping the name.
The blonde grinned lecherously, “That’s not the proper way
to speak to your superior… Who am I?”
Even through the numbing haze his mind had become, Sasuke
was able to figure out what the blonde wanted, and wondered if it was sort of
kinky turn on the blonde had, or if Naruto just liked being reminded that he
had finally achieved his lifetime goal.
“Hokage-sama!”
Sasuke gasped out, stressing the suffix, lips seductively rolling over the
syllables.
The cry sent a bolt of pressure through the blonde so
intense that he almost gave in to the rising pressure that was threatening to
carry him over the edge.
“Hokage-sama, move your ass faster!”
Naruto, though he normally wouldn’t dare follow an order
from the avenger, complied happily, driving as fast and as deep as he could
manage. Irrationally, he wanted to shove
hard enough to permanently groove out the man below solely for himself.
“Uchiha, you… are… mine!” he growled, each word accentuated
with an almost violent push.
Sasuke’s teeth clacked together forcefully, his head bumping
slightly against the ground, his hips rising that much higher. Reaching up, he viciously attacked parted
lips, biting hard enough to make to lower bleed as he mercilessly forced his
tongue inside, wrestling with the other ferociously. He grabbed a fist of blonde hair and roughly
pulled the head it was attached to backwards as he bit savagely at the exposed
neck. Fingers and nails brutally
harassed exposed skin, marking the Hokage as his own.
Naruto only seemed to be spurred on by the Uchiha’s actions. Kinky perv.
Suddenly, Sasuke tensed, muscles temporarily contracting,
clenching and tightening their hold as the ANBU captain came violently.
“Hokage-sama!”
It was enough for the blonde man, who arched upwards,
shooting deep into the man below him, before slumping forwards in exhaustion.
“Damn,” Naruto said, the inability to think coherently
currently impeding his speech.
“Yes,” Sasuke agreed, always a man of few words.
The lay in silence for a moment, breathing heavily,
entangled in each other as sweat covered their bodies.
“You’re going to be really sore.”
“Shut up.”
“I mean it.”
“It’s your fault, idiot!”
Naruto grinned, “You could have said no.”
“No, you shoved your cock in my mouth. I couldn’t say anything,” Sasuke refuted, too
tired to put any anger behind his words.
“Yeah, that was hot.”
“As soon as I can move, I’m going to kick your ass.”
“I wouldn’t try it. I
mean, you should really wait a couple days.
At least until you can move normally.”
“You’re pretty damn confident, moron.”
“Confident enough to take you off duty and deny you missions
for a week.”
“I don’t need a week.”
“I’m pretty amazing.
You need a week.”
“No, I-”
Naruto cut him off with a furious tongue intruding into his
mouth. He sat up then, and began to
redress. Sasuke watched him through
heavy lidded eyes, really loathing the idea of moving when every part of his
body was screaming at him. Damn
defective brain cells.
Naruto found a towel from somewhere and began to clean him
off before putting his clothes on him, handling him like he was a porcelain
doll. He would have protested but he was
tired and he ached everywhere.
“You have a week off from missions and other
assignments. Hokage’s orders. Blame it on the results of your physical.” The idiot blonde grinned in victory.
He glared his disapproval.
“Don’t forget Uchiha, you are my bitch now, in more ways the
one.” To emphasize his point, he smacked the ANBU’s ass.
Sasuke fought the wince the action brought.
“I’m not your bitch, moron.”
“Sure you are. You
fight like a wildcat, but I definitely just made you my bitch in one more way.”
“If I could move, I would kill you.”
“If you could move, I’d fuck you again.”
There were times when Sasuke really hated the other man’s
stamina… and his stupid brain cells that were telling him that it really
couldn’t hurt that bad if he went another round. He chose to ignore them.
“Help me up, dobe.”
“Sure thing, bastard.”
Naruto helped to pick the other man up, who managed to stand
on his own, albeit on shaky legs. The
offer to carry him was met with a fierce glare.
Slowly, the dark haired man made it out of the office,
Naruto slowly following behind, ready to reach out and make a spectacular catch
at a moment’s notice.
When they opened the door and stepped out into the hall,
Neji couldn’t quite keep the smirk from his face. It shamelessly turned into a full-fledged
grin when Naruto tugged at Sasuke’s shirt, showing off the marks he had made
with proud, vocalized exclamations.
The Uchiha heir did his best to glare heatedly as he was
propped against the wall. It held little
effect.
“I made this one here when I slammed him into my desk…”
Naruto said, pointing out another bruise.
Neji struggled very hard not to laugh.
“I’m sorry Neji.”
“For what?” the Hyuuga heir asked the Hokage, still
effectively ignoring the Uchiha slumped in the corner.
“I know how badly you wanted me to take you on my desk, but
I’m afraid I can only have one mistress… er… mister… at a time. Though this really is too bad. I guess we really won’t be seeing any more
Uchiha’s running around. Since Sasuke is
definitely gay, you know.”
A smack to the back of the head only caused the blonde to
smile widely.
“I shall try my best to impregnate him, anyway.”
Neji choked on a laugh.
Naruto was hit in the head again.
“He’s a wildcat, but I like
that. I’ve never had such a good blow
job.”
At this point, Neji’s face
reddened a bit.
“As soon as he recovers, I think
I’ll take him over the desk… Then I can
have him hide under the desk and suck me off all day long! Doesn’t that sound like fun, Sasuke?”
The answer was a kick in the
groin, the movement which had both men on the ground, one whimpering from the
pain in front, one grimacing from the pain in back.
A muttered, “Definitely have to
be asexual,” was heard from the floor below.
Neji sighed and turned away from
the sight, pretending he didn’t know either one.
*
A/N: Is it just me or does it
have a different feel from the last one? Maybe because it’s twenty freaking pages
long! It just wouldn’t end.
At least I got to beat Sasuke up
in a way that he would have a tough time explaining.
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