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After Dinner	By : jgbradley Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 3277 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, or any of the characters from Naruto. They are the sole property of Masashi Kishimoto and I do not profit from the writing of this fiction.

Chapter List
- 1-After Dinner
- 2-Flashbacks and Fingers
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Naruto was always too loud, too brash. Sakura was so intelligent, but seemed to dumb herself down when she let herself be controlled by her emotions. You had flaws of your own, of course, you recognized them silently, within yourself, but never out loud. You were the quiet, low-key member of the group. Ever since it had been formed, that was your roll. You never knew how essential it was, never knew how the two of them could be so affected when you left. Never knew how hard things would be once you returned. Never knew how things would evolve into so much more.
The relationship was awkward at first, all clamboring limbs and arythmic movements. But now, now things were as they should be. Nothing felt better than the three of you joined together as one, and as you climbed the stairs to Naruto's apartment the anticipation was enough to make you stir in the most private of places.
The three of you had advanced in the past years, earning places as Anbu ninja. Still a team after all this time. Now in your twenties and fully grown it was amazing to look back on the childish things that had been so important. Itachi was not dead, Naruto was not Hokage. But it was funny how dreams changed over time, and with age you came to realize that sometimes reality turns out better than your dreams ever could have.
You open the door and smell the spices immediately. Naruto had gotten this apartment a year and a half ago and asked Sakura to teach him how to make use of the fully equipped kitchen. No more Ramen-based diet. The Dobe actually learned to cook a decent meal. Better than decent if you were being honest with yourself, a lot of the creations he thought up were more splendid than the menus at most of the local restaurants. The three of you had discussed moving in together, all living in one place, but it seemed dangerous. Assassinations were easier carried out when all of your targets were grouped together. So this was the compromise. On different nights every week (it was also dangerous to keep a predictable schedule), the three of you met at the apartment and spent the night together. As friends, as teammates, as lovers. You had a solo mission last week, meaning you weren't able to attend the last two dinners. God, the wait was nearly unbearable.
Sakura and Naruto both turn as you walk in. You take a minute to admire both of them. His handsome chiseled jaw, whisker marks, unkept blonde mane. Her soft pale cheeks, rosy bangs framing her face, quiet smiling eyes. The rest of the world did not exist in this apartment, it was her and him and you. A shared love for one another so deep it could not be denied.
You walk over and put one hand on Sakura's back, the other on Naruto's shoulder, standing between them and looking onto the stove. The wok smells and looks delicious. Your stomach growls with delight. On the nights you came over you would eat lunch early and wait eagerly the rest of the day until dinner.
"What is it tonight" you ask.
"Lemon soy chicken over fried rice with black beans and seasonal vegetables." Naruto replies.
"And for dessert I made cinnamon sugar dumplings stuffed with fruit" Sakura chimes in.
"Sounds spectacular." you say, leaning in to kiss Sakura while moving a hand down to Naruto's buttocks and giving a gentle squeeze. This contact alone makes your dick half stiff. You control your breathing and force the arousal out of your mind. Dinner first. Sakura reaches up and pushes a dark lock of hair out of your face. Eyes hazy with the same desire you feel. Naruto stirs the rice pretty intently, suggesting he's trying to concentrate on anything but an erection.
You chuckle softly at the pleasure of knowing you have that effect on him.
"Listen teme, you know you can't do that kind of thing while I'm trying to cook. I can see it now, I'll end up with a burned dick and then how happy will you be?"
You smile with amusement, "I can do whatever I'd like to you, and you know it." The rivalry was still there, a playful reminder of days gone by. Subtle challenges and teasing comments. A flirtatious exchange between lovers.
Naruto grimaces, "I can do whatever I'd like to you just as easily!"
It was true, you weren't going to try to deny it. The fullness that belonged to Naruto, the heat, that tight space and unique pleasure that only he could make you feel. Damn it, stop getting yourself so worked up. Dinner first. Naruto grins, he saw it, the arousal. He knows what you were thinking, because he was thinking the same. The three of you were so in sync these days. Sakura is just smiling, she loves to watch the banter now. You think it turns her on in a strange way, to watch you and Naruto compete. To know that a good fight will lead to even better sex later when you both feel like you have something to prove. And there's always the issue of jealousy between the three. That Naruto made Sakura come first, that Sakura wanted to suck you before she touched the blonde, that you and Naruto are busy fucking out a squabble and Sakura feels left behind. The trick was to make it up to them later, because to be attended by both of your lovers at once was incredibly satisfying. To be the center of attention felt so good.
"Dinner is ready, Sasuke would you grab some bowls?" Sakura breaks the silence. You tear your eyes away from Naruto and make your way to the cabinets. You collect bowls, chopsticks, and napkins and set the small round table in the corner of the kitchen. Sakura fills each of the bowls, Naruto gets glasses and pours everyone some sake. You all sit down and start to eat. Dinner conversation is usually very ordinary. You talk about any solo missions you may have been assigned, any new techniques you may be practicing, and upcoming missions you need to plan or voice concerns about.
Dinner before especially dangerous missions was always quiet. Companionable silence. The calm before the storm. You would catch Sakura just staring, eyes moving from you to Naruto and back. She was appreciating you both, loving you both, in case something ever happened she wanted to have these last happy moments forever. She would look at you, through you, into you. It was a look full of passion and love. Naruto would stare into his bowl with his chopsticks in hand and a look of determination on his face. He would not let any harm come to either of you. He had mastered the use of the Kyuubi's chakra and was a powerful foe in the field. He didn't like to rely on it, and generally speaking, didn't have to. But there had been a few instances when the team was greatly outnumbered that he had to resort to it, and although it wasn't the only deciding factor in any situation, it was the main reason that all of them were still sitting here. You were the only one who didn't dwell on dangerous missions. You ate your food slowly, silently, thanking whatever gods that may or may not exist that you had these two. The only family you had left.
Tonight you chatted casually about your solo mission, which had gone well, and Naruto's idea that fish would taste great if you marinated it in pickle juice and ginger, and next time they came over he was going to try it. Sakura demanded that there be another option because that sounded disgusting. You second that opinion.
"Have I ever been wrong before?" Naruto inquires arrogantly.
"Do you want the truth?" You smirk.
Naruto frowns. "I mean about food... teme."
The old nickname still made you smile. "There was that grape jam and wisabi beef you made."
"And the ramen pie." Sakura adds.
"Those were fantastic," Naruto says in earnest. To be fair, he did eat the entire Ramen pie.
"But you have been wrong before. Even about food," you say.
Naruto pouts, "I thought they were good ideas."
"Naruto, don't pout," you chide. "You look like a child."
His eyes light up. "Don't pout or what?" he challenges.
You smirk. You imagine bending him over your knee and spanking him. You can't control the arousal any longer. Dinner is done, dessert can wait. You pounce off your chair lightening quick and land square on him, toppling his chair over and resulting in you straddling his broad chest. You pin his arms above his head and lean down, taking his bottom lip between your teeth and giving it a forceful nip. He gasps and tries to wriggle free, but the chair has him in an awkward position and his struggling is futile.
"OR..." you say, "I'll bite that pouty lip."
His response is to pout, of course. So you lean down and nip his lip again. And again. And then you're kissing and sucking at one another. You missed him so damn much you could barely stand it. His rough, tan skin and the feeling of his strong body beneath yours. You know what you want tonight, you wanted to feel him on top of you. His weight surrounding you and filling you, controlling you and owning you. You wanted to feel how much he had missed you as well.
Something takes you by surprise. It's Sakura, she sideswipes you in much the same fashion you had pounced Naruto. She pushes you off him and onto the floor where her mouth replaces his and her hand moves to your hard on. Then you're in the air, Naruto throws you over his shoulder and carries you into his bedroom. He's completely naked and his arousal is quite apparent. His impatience is not always a flaw, you think to yourself. Tonight he knows how badly you want it, and he feels exactly the same way. He dumps you on the bed uncerimoniously and gives a soft throaty laugh. That sound makes you feel like you could cum right then and there. Sakura follows you into the bedroom, now naked as well, and they both work quickly to undress you too.
Sakura gets on her knees in front of you and slides your shirt off over your head. Then the holster of knives you keep strapped under civilian clothing, just in case. She pushes you onto your back and straddles your chest, just as you had done to Naruto. You look up at her and just smile. Graceful curves and small, firm breasts. Pale skin and pink everywhere. Pink hair, she's letting it grow out again. Pink nipples, stiff from cool air and anticipation. Pink pubic hair, growing in a little tuft above her sweet womanhood. She leans down and kisses you tenderly, lovingly on the forehead, the eyelids, the mouth. She takes your face in both hands and kisses you over and over. You're so caught up in her you barely notice the other pair of hands working on your pants. Undoing your belt buckle and sliding them down your thighs. You lift your hips so he can get them off and moan into Sakura's mouth when the fabric brushes your penis. Your inactive hands find something to do balling the sheets in your fists. Naruto begins to play with your balls, his callused hands so different from Sakura's gentle ones. You close your eyes and concentrate on the feeling of both of them. You move one hand up to cup Sakura's ass and slowly move it between her legs where you find her wet and waiting. She pulls away from the kiss and begins to pant as you slide a finger between her slit. Her hazy eyes lock with yours, "Fuck, I missed you Sasuke." Your breathing hitches as she whispers your name like a prayer.
"We both did," growls Naruto, face so close to your member you can feel his hot breath. You look at him with half lidded eyes and he knows it's a plea. You want to feel him take you in his mouth, make out with your dick like Sakura is making out with you. He understands and kisses the tip. Such a gentle gesture for such a powerful man. Your hips twitch up and he chuckles again, same throaty, beautiful sound. You moan. His tongue finds your erection and soon his whole mouth.
"Nnnggg," the sound escapes your throat as Sakura leans to suck your collar bone and nipples. She moves her mouth over you to all of your sweet spots. She grinds her pussy into your hand, which you suddenly realize is still there. Naruto distracted you. Damn it. You start to stroke her again and she rewards you with a needy mewl. Naruto continues to suck you slow, he knows you won't last long after such an absence and he isn't done with you yet. Sakura was waiting until you paid her some attention before moving to the real sweet spot. That wretchedly wonderful spot where the curse seal used to mar your flesh. The spot on your neck that has been a bundle of nerves since the day the seal was put there, so sensitive that even a feather light stroke can drive you wild. She kisses it, licks it, and in a sudden fit of passion bites down on it so hard you almost blow your load into Naruto's mouth.
You use your legs to push Naruto off of you, pick Sakura up, and flip her to be beneath you. You know your eyes are wild as you stare down at her, her eyes are challenging, needy. "Fuck me if you dare" they seem to say, "fuck me hard." You go wild kissing and sucking and biting her everywhere. Then you feel something at your back. You turn to see Naruto smiling down at you, pressing his erection against the cleft of your ass. You want it so bad. You want to feel him move inside you, to be a part of you. Sakura has a bottle of lube in her hand when you look back down at her. She hands it to Naruto, who kisses your backside and rubs in with the palm of his hand before smacking it. It stings and it pleasures and it turns you on more than anything. You close your eyes and arch your back downward, needing your cock to make contact with something. It finds Sakura's thigh and you move your hips to rub it against her, relieving some tension. She arches up against you, panting, wanting. She reaches down and positions your dick in front of her entrance, so moist and ready.
"Sasuke," she groans, "please."
You thrust in hard making her eyes go wide and her mouth go wider in a silent scream. Naruto has squeezed the lube onto his fingers and is working to spread it around your own entrance. You stop moving, but remain inside of Sakura who wriggles with impatience. She glares up at Naruto over your shoulder. Not because she's angry but because she wants him to get on with it. He inserts a finger, which at this point is a sensory overload in itself. It feels like it's been so long since the last time you've had him. Your cock throbs inside of Sakura's heat. He moves up to two fingers and you groan, burying your face in Sakura's shoulder. She closes her eyes and takes a fistful of your hair. She's so wet and you can feel her flesh clenching around you. She needs it just as badly as you do. It's Naruto who is taking his time. He likes to watch as the need builds and at the peak of agony, when you simply can't wait any longer, he tears you apart. Hard, fast, uncontrollable, and so fucking good. The third finger makes you beg.
"Now, Naruto."
"You're not ready, you're too tight."
"Believe me, I'm ready."
You feel his huge piece of hard flesh pressing against your thigh and it's all you can do not to scream at the blonde idiot. He's still slowly inserting and withdrawing the three fingers.
"Don't make me beg, Naruto," you gasp as he brushes your prostate. He chuckles. Then as soon as you're ready to start pleading with him he's inside you. His first thrust forces you balls deep into Sakura who screams in ecstasy. You may be screaming with her, you're not sure, your world has just shattered. You are in heaven. Sakura is so tight and hot and she surrounds you in every way. Her fist in your hair, her hand on your back, her legs wrapped around your waist. And Naruto, true to form, is pounding you into her with every thrust, angling himself downward toward your prostate. He wants you to feel good, this is not about him, it's not about Sakura. It's about them, loving you, missing you, being glad to have you back in this bedroom. Home. You know you can't last long. Sakura's arms explore your back and neck while Naruto keeps a firm grip on your hips. He smacks your ass unexpectedly making you cry out his name. You don't want it to end, ever. You just want to stay sandwiched between these two. Your soft, beautiful woman and your muscular, powerful man. But you can already feel the orgasm building. Winding through your entire body. The breathy, whimpering sounds Sakura is making from the force of Naruto's thrusts driving you into her would be enough to make you come without the added pleasure of the squeezing of her vagina wrapped around your dick. Not to mention your blonde lover hitting your prostate with every breathtaking downward thrust, getting harder and faster until he's grunting and panting behind you, nearly unable to keep a cohesive rythm.
"Fuck," you cry out again and again. "Ah, ah, I'm... gonna... ahhhh... come." Your breathing becomes ragged as you feel your orgasm explode, ripping reality into pieces until everything is white hot light. You're vaguely aware of Sakura's orgasm following yours, shrieking out her pleasure as her hips twitch wildly against your own. That's when Naruto really loses it, he thrusts with abandon, keeping no discernable rythm at all. He babbles something incoherent as his orgasm hits him, filling you with his seed. He thrusts slowly a few more times, gasping for air as if he's just been underwater, his entire body shuddering before he collapses and rolls off of you. You in turn roll off of Sakura.
It always ends this way, no matter who goes in what position it ends with everyone exhausted and satisfied, a mess of elbows and legs and sweat. And after dessert it will happen all over again.
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