Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Happy Birthday ❯ Happy Birthday ( Chapter 1 )

Sasuke had forbidden any sort of celebration in his name today. He'd forbidden anyone to even utter the words to him, to smile at him, to talk to him, to interact with him in any way at all. He didn't want to talk to anyone, didn't want to remember that he'd celebrate this birthday alone, and he didn't want to acknowledge that the only person he would actually celebrate it with was out of town.

 

Shoving pale hands into his deep pockets, Sasuke strode through the city undeterred. He was pissed off and he wanted nothing more than to just… kill everyone off and forget about everything. He wanted to pretend like he didn't exist for a day and come back tomorrow, somebody else. He wanted to be where his lover was. He didn't want to be alone, not today, not anymore.

 

Sighing, he pushed himself to move forward, he had to go to classes. Missing would be detrimental to his grades, and he refused to have anything less than perfect grades. He was a hardworking young man, a bit of a stiff if you asked his boyfriend, but he didn't care. He had everything he wanted, with the exception of a few crucial things.

 

He didn't have a family, not anymore. Everyone had died, they'd lost their lives in a car accident, and it was something that he'd lived through. Miraculously. He continued to live on, safe in the knowledge that he would never lack for anything, but that he would have to fight and survive on his own. He was always going to be alone, completely alone regardless of what he wanted.

 

Sighing heavily, he adjusted the bag on his back and pressed onward. It was sunny today. There were no clouds in the sky, the humidity was low, and it was going to be one of those days.

 

-.-.-.-

 

A long day, a long fucking day and Naruto was no more closer to his lover than he had been an hour before. It was taking forever. Damn the plains that he was currently traveling through. He'd promised Sasuke that he would never have to spend his birthday alone again. Simply because of the fact that the raven-haired, pale-skinned boy was prone to fits of depression when left alone for too long. He didn't want to threaten the well being of his boyfriend, didn't want to press his luck, his chances that he would lose it all because of the things he had to deal with. He wouldn't allow Sasuke to be pouty, not on today.

 

He'd promised that he would be around for the older boy's birthday, but he'd had to break it a week later when his school decided to have a conference he just had to attend. That's what he got for being a top student when it came to arts and abstracts. He was only so good at it because he thought abstractly, like the artists.

 

But these grasses and these plains were killing him. He would be at this forever. He didn't think it would take so long to drive through them, he didn't think it would take so long to make a drive through half of a state. The way it was going, he was going to be late, and he didn't want that. Growling to himself, he pushed the pedal down further, urging the car to move faster, to move quicker and to get him to his lover before it was far too late.

 

-.-.-.-

 

It was dark. School had been pointless, work had sucked, and his friends hadn't honored his request. He'd been showered with birthday praises at school, he'd been celebrated at work, and now he was going home to the one place he wanted to truly celebrate his birthday. He wanted to celebrate with Naruto and he was pissed off that Naruto had skipped town. He'd gone out just when he'd needed the blond to be with him, just when he'd needed his lover to hold onto and support him. He sighed heavily, his body tense and his mind exhausted. He would have to give himself a hot shower and hope that it would be enough. He would probably get himself off and pretend that it was Naruto, and then he would go to sleep. Naruto would be home the day after tomorrow, and it would be then that he would admit to his need to be with the blond.

 

He opened the dormitory's main door and shuffled to the nearest staircase. He didn't care that he was on the opposite hall at the moment, but he just wanted to get upstairs and to his room. He wanted to be left alone, and he didn't want to deal with anyone else anymore today.

 

Unless they were blond, muscular, an artist and a football player. With really pretty blue eyes.

 

Sasuke sauntered down the hall, his eyes closed. Confident enough in his familiarity with the hallway that he knew he'd be able to find his room without any trouble. The people in the hall knew better than to mess with him, to bother him when he was busy, when he wandered down the long hall. He wanted alone time, that meant his boyfriend wasn't around or they were having a fight.

 

So Sasuke wasn't surprised when he wasn't accosted as he moved through the halls. He had a hold on this hallway. They all respected him, they treated him like he deserved to be treated and that was the way he liked it.

 

He was surprised however when he saw that his door was open. He growled, threw his bag onto the ground and threw the door open. Whoever had dared to enter his room would die. They would die painfully unless they were able to pay the retribution fees. Snorting, he drew a breath in and was prepared to shout, when he noticed the blond lying on the beds they'd pushed together.

 

“Na-naruto?” Sasuke murmured softly, his voice trembling delicately as he moved into the room cautiously. He let his eyes linger over the handsome, powerful blond and smiled, because he was really going to see his lover on his birthday.

 

“Where ya been, Sasuke?” Naruto asked, his voice powerful and demanding in the quiet of the room.

 

“I had classes and I went to work. I didn't think you were going to be here,” Sasuke answered, retrieving his backpack from the hall. He shut the door behind him and smiled shakily. This was too much.

 

“I told you we'd celebrate your birthday together, didn't I?” Naruto asked, sitting up, propping his muscular body on his elbows. A cocky, self-assured grin danced over his face and he smiled at the raven-haired boy.

 

“But… but you weren't here. You were in Indiana,” Sasuke murmured.

 

“I know. And I drove and drove and drove to get here to you. Aren't you going to give me a kiss?” Naruto asked, a pouty smile dancing across his lips.

 

Sasuke threw the bag onto the floor and ran to his bed. He climbed atop his lover, straddling the darker boy's legs and leaning down to press his lips to Naruto's. He wrapped his arms around Naruto's neck and pressed his body against the muscular chest. He pressed his lips hungrily to Naruto's, not even bothering to wait for the blond to move the kiss further along. He opened his lips, swiping his tongue along Naruto's bottom lip.

 

“Now, if you keep this up,” Naruto murmured breaking the kiss. “We're going to have to change things up, now won't we?”

 

“Please?” Sasuke asked, his dark eyes deep with lust, his voice husky with desire. “Please?”

 

Naruto wouldn't let his little boyfriend beg and not be rewarded. He pressed his lips to Sasuke's and reversed their positions. He would make the younger man scream for him, make him worship his birthday and not cry anymore. Golden hands slid over pearlescent skin, refreshing his memory of familiar skin. He scrunched his face up, letting his nose sniff Sasuke delicately before murmuring in a disapproving grunt, “You stink.”

 

Sasuke sat up, grumbling prettily. “What do you mean?”

 

“I mean, get your ass in the shower,” Naruto ordered. “What are you, stupid?”

 

“Shut it,” Sasuke pouted. He got off of his boyfriend, but not before rolling his hips seductively. He smirked to the other boy, grabbed his shower stuff and sauntered down the hall to the community shower. Naruto was quick to follow. He didn't want to let his boyfriend get away with that, after all.

 

In the sparse bathroom, containing merely five showers, five sinks and five toilets, Naruto shut the door behind him. Usually the door was left open, but Naruto really didn't want to be interrupted today without some warning. He wanted Sasuke to scream his name, wanted Sasuke to cry, to whine and moan and beg for release.

 

He would make this birthday special for the raven-haired survivor like none other had been.

 

Sasuke was already naked, standing under the gentle flow of water, letting it pour over him. He had shampoo in his long black hair, massaging his scalp as he cleaned himself. His black eyes were closed and he was humming softly to himself. He didn't notice when Naruto came into the bathroom, didn't notice when Naruto stripped himself, didn't notice when Naruto peeked through the curtain. He only noticed the blond when he was in the shower stall with him. His toned, muscular body pressed him against the back wall, away from the water, shampoo coating his hands and his hair. He closed his eyes and whimpered softly, Naruto's tongue was doing incredibly naughty things to his neck.

 

“Naruto?” Sasuke asked hesitantly.

 

“I was bored. You were taking too long,” Naruto shrugged before diving back down to press his lips to Sasuke's shoulder.

 

“I… I was only in here… a m-minute!” Sasuke protested, his voice trembling as his body lit on fire.

 

“But that was a minute too long,” Naruto reiterated before falling to his knees. He smirked up at Sasuke before pressing a kiss to the tender flesh of his inner thigh. “Want me to do this here?” he asked softly.

 

Sasuke's hands fell to Naruto's hair and he whimpered softly, “Oh gods yes!”

 

Naruto smiled before wrapping his lips around the tip of Sasuke's erection. He sucked, pulling his head back before sliding down Sasuke's length. The familiar salty tang of his lover exploded in the kneeling boy's mouth and he wrapped his hands around Sasuke's hips before bobbing his head, intent on making Sasuke cry out.

 

Sasuke, for his part, was doing an excellent job of not crying out. He was biting into the pale flesh of his forearm, a hand in Naruto's rough, golden locks as he pressed against the wall, desperate for some support that he didn't have the strength to provide himself. He tried to thrust forward, to press into Naruto's mouth, to make him take him in deeper, but he was failing. Naruto was too familiar with his body, too skilled with his mouth.

 

A high-pitched whine escaped his throat and he couldn't stop the sudden burst forward, his body jerking as Naruto's mouth completely covered his erection. He swallowed and his throat constricted around Sasuke's erection, making Sasuke cry out, tightening his hand in Naruto's short hair.

 

Naruto smirked and pulled his head back. He turned his brilliant blue eyes upward and murmured softly, “It's that good, then?”

 

Sasuke didn't answer, he just whimpered, tightening his grip on the blond hair. “Naruto,” Sasuke whimpered more. He rolled his hips forward and whimpered, his knees locking to keep him from falling to the floor. He was desperate, and all he wanted was Naruto's fingers to be in him, Naruto's mouth to keep going like it was, and Naruto's body against his. He wanted Naruto, and he was determined to have Naruto, no matter what it took.

 

“Naruto!” Sasuke cried out, his voice shaking as he thrust forward.

 

“Now, now,” Naruto chastised softly. “There's no need to rush things. But if you're so eager,” Naruto smiled. He was cocky. Nobody else could make Sasuke scream, could see this beautifully twisted face as he cried out in pleasure. Nobody got to see the last remaining Uchiha leave behind his entire life's training on how to be asshole, to be normal and human for once.

 

Naruto stood, his lithe body pressing Sasuke into the wall behind him. He smirked and whispered hotly into the pale boy's ear, “Do you want me to fuck you here?”

 

Sasuke didn't answer. He didn't say anything. He whimpered and pressed himself back into the wall, letting Naruto see his body, letting Naruto decide what to do. It was his birthday and he just wanted to feel pleasure. He didn't care what Naruto wanted.

 

“I'm going to take the silence as an answer and fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk back to the room,” Naruto promised, nibbling Sasuke's ear gently.

 

He reversed their positions, washing the shampoo out of the raven-black hair. He smirked as Sasuke's eyes fell closed, his throat murmuring a soft, needy whine as Naruto's body moved back a step. He licked his lips at the deliciously fuckable appearance of his smaller boyfriend, letting his powerful, calloused hands roam over delicate skin, washing away shampoo and dirt in the heated water.

 

A familiar event, something that often happened; something that Sasuke would never complain about- Naruto and he in the shower. He whimpered, pressing into the taller man, silently asking for more; silently begging for release that was painful and powerful and oh-so-demanding. He needed more, needed Naruto to fill him, to make him cum, to make him scream in pleasure and he whimpered as he fell back against the other man, arching against Naruto as he silently demanded more.

 

Naruto didn't say anything- just let the water slide through Sasuke's hair while his hands wandered over Sasuke's body. He slid a wet finger into Sasuke's tight hole, massaging muscles, forcing them to relax so that he wouldn't hurt his lover too much. He couldn't make this painful, after all it was supposed to be a present.

 

“Naruto!” Sasuke shouted, fisting his hands on the tiled wall. He whimpered and pressed his ass backwards, urging Naruto to slide in deeper, harder, faster, and thicker. He wanted Naruto to pound him into oblivion, wanted Naruto to make him feel nothing anymore and he wanted to be a writhing mass of mush and pleasure. He didn't care about being prepared, didn't care about taking it slow, he just wanted to be fucked hard and fast.

 

Naruto obliged his lover, sliding a second finger in. The water made it easier to move in his lover, but it wasn't the lubrication he wanted. There was still delicious friction and it made Sasuke squirm; it hurt, it burned, but it was delicious. He cried out in pleasure, his body singing as he moved with Naruto's hand. A powerful hand wrapped around his erection and Sasuke quit thinking. His body sang with Naruto's ministrations, pleasure and burning friction mixing in his body to make his nerves sing in pleasure; he whimpered as he moved with the other man, knowing that only Naruto could make him feel like this, only Naruto could reduce him to begging, to pleading and demanding release.

 

Distracting Sasuke by sliding his hand down the stiff erection, the tips of his fingers rubbing ever so gently across the vein on the underside, Naruto opened the shampoo back up once more. He poured some into his hands, slathering his strong right hand with the slick shampoo. He let the bottle fall to the floor before he slid three fingers into the tight opening. Sasuke's voice rose, echoing in the bathroom; his tenebrous voice danced in pleasure as Naruto's talented fingers found that little sensitive nub deep within him.

 

Sasuke's knees buckled and had Naruto not had him pressed into the wall, held precariously in his arms, Sasuke would have fallen to the wet floor. He cried out in pleasure, pressing back against Naruto's hands. His voice was sweet and demanding, full of wanton desire and needy at the same time.

 

Naruto slid his hand almost all of the way out before pumping it forward once more. He would soon be engulfed within the tight walls that massaged his hand and it made him ecstatic, he could think of little else but being buried deep within the tight heat that was his lover's ass. He massaged Sasuke's inner walls, caressing the tight muscles, forcing the other boy to relax because he wouldn't thrust himself into his lover if he wasn't relaxed. He couldn't hurt him; not on his birthday.

 

“Naruto!” Sasuke whined in a voice that was high-pitched and demanding; he arched his body, demanding that Naruto move deeper, faster. “More!”

 

Naruto pulled his hands free, taking them both off of his finely trembling boyfriend. His goal had been to make the other beg and plead, and that had been begging and pleading. He lifted the shampoo from the floor and lathered his own neglected erection. He had ignored it for far too long and it was demanding attention, nearly as loudly as his boyfriend was.

 

Holding Sasuke, he turned the raven-haired boy around, pressing the smooth back against the wall behind him and he lifted a leg; he would fuck his lover face to face, pressing him into the wall behind them, making him scream, cry, beg, and plead. He needed this, had missed his lover, and it was only fitting that they be in the shower. For now. He would fuck him again in the bedroom, after letting him recover from the pleasure in the shower.

 

Pressing his lips to Sasuke's, Naruto slowly, oh-so-slowly, surged forward. He held his lover still as he moved forward, pressing deeper into Sasuke's body, merging with his lover like he enjoyed doing the most. He stopped only when he was deep within Sasuke, waiting for the other to tell him to move, to give him some kind of indication that he was ready to move. Sasuke rolled his hips and tightened his grip around Naruto's neck before demanding, “Move!”

 

Naruto obliged his lover, pulling his hips back before thrusting forward, pressing deep into his lover. He set a slow pace, rolling his hips, Sasuke's voice accenting each thrust. He groaned as he pressed deep into his lover, rushing ever so quickly towards the little death he craved so much. Naruto groaned, his voice deep as he lost himself in pleasure. It had been far too long since he'd buried himself within his lover's body, something he enjoyed much more than anything else.

 

“Scream for me Sasuke,” Naruto ordered, his voice low and breathy as he pounded into the pale boy. “I want you to scream my name, I want this whole hall to know what I'm doing to you.”

 

Sasuke dug his nails deep into Naruto's tanned back, drawing blood that was quickly washed down the drain. His legs trembled with desire and strain, trying to hold him up when all he wanted to do was fall to the floor. He moaned, pressing against the wall behind him, whimpering as he was fucked. He was going to fall, his was going to come, and he was going to lose himself, here in the shower, in Naruto's arms.

 

Naruto took Sasuke's lips once more, nibbling the bottom one before sliding his tongue into the warm cavern of Sasuke's mouth. It was a unique flavor that was all Sasuke's, something he'd found himself addicted to. With his hands against Sasuke's hips, he drove into his lover faster, moving as his instincts took over. He was too close to the edge of pleasure to be stopped now. Speeding up, he thrust faster into Sasuke's lithe body, forcing the other to simply hold on and enjoy the ride. He was used to the way Naruto fucked him. It was always hard and incredible and rampant. Naruto was like a wild beast when he relied solely on his instincts to guide him; he was a caged animal who was finally able to do as he pleased and Sasuke was always his target.

 

Sasuke tensed, his body tightening as his orgasm approached. He couldn't muffle his cry of pleasure, couldn't stop the shout that escaped his delicate throat as he came, mixing his heavy semen with the now cool water from the showerhead. Naruto groaned deeply, his body humming as Sasuke tightened around him, squeezing his erection painfully. A choked whimper escaped Sasuke as Naruto pulled back out and forced himself back within his lover before freezing, filling his lover with his own wasted seed. He trembled, aftershocks pouring pleasure through him as he rode his high, enjoying the stinging of the shower and the familiarity of Sasuke wrapped around him.

 

When he'd caught his breath, Naruto slid free of his lover, letting Sasuke recoup against the shower wall.

 

He pulled his trembling lover close and whispered gently into his ear, “Happy birthday.”