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Want	By : rushlight Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1079 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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by, Rushlight
Fandom: Naruto

Pairing: Naruto/Sasuke

Rating: Adults Only

Summary: Naruto gets bored.

"I'm bored."
Sasuke looked up from the book he was reading. Naruto was sitting sprawled in the armchair at the side of the room, one heel propped on the coffee table in front of him, head tipped back and staring up at the ceiling with a glazed expression. As Sasuke watched, he took aim with a rubber band between two of his fingers and shot the small projectile at a fly buzzing innocently near the window.
He missed.
"You're supposed to be studying." Sasuke gave a disdainful sniff.
"But we've been doing that for hours..."
"...it's been less than twenty minutes."
Naruto scowled. "Why would anyone need to know this crap, anyway?"
Sasuke bit back a sigh. "There's more to being a ninja than learning how to hit things."
"Yeah, like what?"
Heaven defend him from the stupidity of fools and layabouts. "Oh, I don't know. History, maybe? Math? Language? Science?"
"Like I said. Boooooring."
Pressing his lips together tightly, Sasuke turned back to his book.
There was silence for all of six seconds before Naruto started talking again. "You don't honestly think this stuff is going to help us, do you? I mean, what purpose does it have?"
"Not everything has to have a purpose, Naruto." Why exactly was he letting himself get drawn into this conversation?
Naruto stood up with a put-upon sigh and wandered over to the window, clasping his hands restlessly behind his back. Sasuke's eyes flickered up to glance at him, taking in the way the sunlight caught on the edges of his sleeves, softening the garish orange of his jumpsuit. Naruto was all but vibrating, bouncing agitatedly on the balls of his feet. Even after all these years, it never ceased to amaze Sasuke how the other man could literally thrum with pent-up energy.
"I know!" Naruto said, turning around abruptly. His eyes were bright blue in the light from the window, shining with eagerness. "We can spar together!"
"We're sparring later this afternoon. After our study session," Sasuke added pointedly.
Naruto's mouth pinched down in a frown. Looking sulky, he crossed over to sit down next to Sasuke on the couch. "You can't tell me you're actually interested in that thing."
Sasuke glanced down at the book in his hands. It was a rather dry account of the economic history of the Tea Country, ending before the last war. Useful information for a ninja to know, he told himself firmly, since money was one of the driving forces behind shinobi and civilian alike. Not to mention that he was an Uchiha, and used to being at the head of his class. That didn't always come easily to him.... and besides, he still had a lot to make up for after that stunt he'd pulled running off with Orochimaru a few years ago.
"Knowledge is power," he said simply, and went back to reading.
That argument seemed to stymie Naruto, gifting Sasuke with another few blessed seconds of silence. He was almost daring to hope that his teammate might actually be planning to leave him alone when a finger curled over the top edge of his book, tugging it downward.
"What?" he barked, his patience snapping.
"Sasuke."
"I know. You're bored." It was like living with a four-year-old that had a perpetual sugar rush.
"We could make out."
"..."
Naruto grinned, showing the faintest hint of his canines. "You didn't say no to that."
"I was about to."
"But you hesitated. You were thinking about it."
"I..." Damn it. "We're supposed to be studying."
Naruto made a noise that sounded suspiciously like "pshaw". "Since when do you care so much for rules?"
Sasuke had to admit that he had a point.
"So." Naruto's grin widened. "You want to be on the top or bottom?"
"Naruto!"
"All right, I'll decide then."
After which Sasuke found himself with a lapful of eager, groping teammate. The history book fell out of his hand as he reached instinctively to steady himself, fingers closing hard around Naruto's waist.
"Mmmm, yeah," Naruto murmured against his lips, and kissed him.
Sasuke opened his mouth reflexively, shivering when he felt Naruto's tongue dip inside and slide demandingly against his own. His fingers tightened their grip on Naruto's waist -- either to push him away or to pull him closer, he wasn't quite sure. He'd had a point to make here -- he knew he did -- but his thoughts were breaking apart as Naruto settled more firmly onto his lap and made a humming sound of pure happy pleasure as his hands reached underneath Sasuke's shirt, palming his skin.
Good god, he was being assimilated. It had been more than two months since Naruto had worn him down and made him admit that yes, they should have a physical relationship together, and he still wasn't used to it. The hunger this man had... for life, for experiences, for him. It blew the mind. Sasuke wasn't used to being wanted that way.
His hands made up their mind finally and pulled Naruto's hips tighter against him. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he was aware that they were in a public study area, albeit one empty except for them at the moment, and that anyone could walk in on them at any time. The thought completely failed to stall the tide of heat that was rising in him, flowing out of the places where Naruto's fingers raked across his chest, the juncture between their bodies where Naruto's hips rocked with increasing pressure against his own.
"Sasuke," Naruto whispered. There was no teasing in his voice anymore. His voice sounded raw, and needful, with a note of longing in it that sizzled underneath Sasuke's skin and settled deep in the pit of his belly, warming him on the inside.
Sasuke shivered again, deeper this time. Naruto's weight was heavy against him, his breath hot and moist against Sasuke's face. There was an intimacy to touching one another like this that went far beyond the physical; Sasuke still had significant trouble with trusting people, with opening up, but Naruto seemed to have made it his sworn duty to break past all of the barriers Sasuke erected around himself. He approached his friendship with Sasuke the same way he brandished his declaration that he would someday be Hokage -- with determination and a bull-headed refusal to consider any other possibilities. He would be friends with Sasuke, and they would be lovers, and damn the world or logic or common sense if they tried to get in his way.
Sasuke's right hand slid down to grip Naruto's hip tightly and then, after a moment's hesitation, slid lower. Naruto made a pleased sound against his mouth and bit hard at his lips before dipping his head to lap at the skin in front of Sasuke's ear.
Sasuke's breath caught in his throat. He tipped his head back against the top of the couch and closed his eyes, thoughts of public place and potential discovery sliding clean out of his head. "Naruto," he said hoarsely, his breathing ragged.
Naruto hummed again and insinuated a hand in between their bodies, pressing his palm hard against the thin cloth covering Sasuke's erection. Sasuke made an undignified sound and arched his hips upward, wanting more. He was aware in a distant kind of way that this had gone far beyond simple groping.
"That's it, Sasuke," Naruto said encouragingly, speaking directly into Sasuke's ear. His breathing was uneven, shallow with excitement and more of that elusive need that made it impossible for Sasuke to think of why this was such a bad idea.
Sasuke curled a hand in the hair at the back of Naruto's head and held him tightly, as if he honestly thought the other man might try to get away. His other hand was still clamped firmly around Naruto's ass. Naruto's teeth raked hard over his neck, making him gasp, and then there were fingers inside his pants sliding determinedly around the bare skin of his erection.
"Fuck," Sasuke hissed through clenched teeth, his entire body jerking.
Naruto murmured something unintelligible against the side of his throat. Heat exploded through Sasuke, shooting up his spine to impact with the base of his skull as Naruto's hand -- strong and flexible and sure, so very sure -- began to stroke him. Sasuke arched against him, but Naruto's weight held him down, pinning him to the couch. He refused to admit to himself how very exciting that was, how much he enjoyed giving up control like this, just for these few brief moments...
He clenched his teeth together when he climaxed, pressing his head hard against the back of the couch. Pleasure ignited like wildfire in his groin and spread through every inch of his body, wrenching an appreciative groan from deep in his throat. He could feel Naruto's breath panting excitedly against his cheek, skin brushing against skin, hot and sweaty, heavy with the scents of sex and want and need.
"God," Naruto said, his breath rasping against Sasuke's face. "Sasuke..."
Sasuke peeled open his eyes to see that Naruto had opened the waist of his jumpsuit and was jerking himself off with short, demanding strokes, his other hand still wrapped firmly around Sasuke's softening erection. Once he saw that, Sasuke couldn't look away. Naruto's body was strong and lean and hard from years of shinobi training, and even just this one small glimpse of it was enough to completely captivate him.
Clearly, he had lost his mind.
Pleasure thrummed through Naruto's body as he neared his climax, and then he jerked roughly, bending down to press his forehead against Sasuke's with a keening cry as he spurted over his hand.
They sat like that for what seemed a long while, foreheads bent together, breath panting unevenly against each other's lips. Naruto's fingers slid up across the skin of Sasuke's stomach, smearing the traces of their mingled come that pooled there.
"Ew," Naruto said at last. "I need a shower."
Sasuke shoved Naruto off his lap, not gently. "You need a shower now? Idiot."
Naruto's lips curled in a grin. His blue eyes were bright as he scrambled to his feet, closing up the front of his jumpsuit with an absent hand. "Come on. You can't tell me that wasn't more fun than reading a history book."
Sasuke scowled as he used his pants to wipe off the mess on his stomach and yanked his shirt down to cover the resultant wet spot on the front of them. He was annoyed because no, he really couldn't say that hadn't been fun, but how on earth was he supposed to get any work done when Naruto kept distracting him like this?
"We're never going to be prepared for that mission into Tea Country," he said grumpily, just on general principle.
"No one's going to care if you're not the mission superstar for once," Naruto said, his voice turning serious for a fleeting moment. "You don't have to pretend to be the perfect Uchiha anymore." There was a knife's-edge glint of knowledge in his eyes as he held Sasuke's gaze, an acknowledgment of past betrayals, there and then gone.
And this was why Sasuke was here right now, with this man out of all the people who had pursued him over the years. Naruto was the only one who looked at him and saw him as he truly was, and wanted him anyway.
"Shower," Sasuke granted, still scowling. Because he was still annoyed, damn it. "And then studying."
Naruto rolled his eyes. "Fine. You're more of a slavedriver than Kakashi is."
Sasuke stood up and didn't object when Naruto pushed him toward the door with one hand on the small of his back. He wondered exactly when that had happened, that he'd become so comfortable in this man's presence that he could give in so easily to being touched.
"We'll go to your place," Naruto said decisively, and Sasuke glared at him.
"Your apartment's closer."
"Yours has a bigger shower. We can both fit in there."
That stalled the argument that was hovering at the tip of Sasuke's tongue as the image of the two of them standing together under a stream of cascading water loomed in his mind's eye. Naruto's eyes were laughing as he led the way outside.
"Last one there has to clean up the towels afterward," Naruto said, sticking out his tongue.
He took off running, and Sasuke followed a split second after him, determined that he would be the one to get there first.
After all, he wasn't about to let Naruto win.
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