Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Late Night Grind ❯ Late Night Grind ( One-Shot )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Title: Late Night Grind

Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. I own nothing.

Summary: It started out as a normal night, until a tanned leg found itself thrown casually over a thin waist. SasuNaruSasu!

A/N: Another yaoi, folks! This one is mostly NaruSasu, although it doesn’t start off that way. This idea came about after reading a bunch of NaruSasu smut of AFF.net. So, I guess review and tell me what you thought. Ja! ^_^

P.S. The title may sound weird, but I liked it. Yep. <3




It was their first mission together in nearly three years-with him, at least-and Sasuke was looking forward to repairing the bond with his blond dobe of a teammate. The whiskered teen had been reluctant to say anything, and it didn’t help that the dark haired annoyance named Sai was all over the teen every minute of the day. The Uchiha found himself- a lot of the time-wanting to rip out the taller boy’s throat. He had to remind himself constantly that doing so would only cause the gap between Naruto and him to grow even larger. That was the very last thing the Uchiha wanted. So when Kakashi gave him an ultimatum-sulk at home and watch as Sai stole the blond away or get up and fight-well, Sasuke had to choose the latter. Then the Jounin had given them a mission, meaning Team 7-minus that insufferable git, Sai-would be working together after Sasuke’s long absence, just like they used to.

It was an easy mission, really. All they had to do was gather information for Tsunade, and it would only take two days at the most. But it gave Sasuke enough time to coax the blond into talking, if only a little. Naruto had been so quiet since he came back. Sasuke didn’t know what to think. Well, he did, but none of it made any sense. He didn’t want to sit down and analyze anything.

It was a windy day, where the leaves whipped around and your hair got in your eyes. Sasuke liked these types of days, during the summer when it was just comfortable enough to go outside. They were the lazy kind of days where you didn’t feel like doing anything, which was bad when you had a mission waiting to be completed. Sasuke was leaning against a steel railing, with his head tipped back to the sky, eyes closed. He let the wind rustle his hair, too content and relaxed to care that Sakura was trying to get his attention.

Naruto said something that made her angry-probably something about him-and Sasuke heard the resounding smack that echoed when Sakura’s palm met a whiskered cheek. The smack itself snapped Sasuke out of his contented daze, and he opened his eyes to the sight of Naruto holding a hand over the obvious handprint marring his beautiful, tanned skin. Of course, Sasuke would never admit to thinking the dobe’s skin was beautiful, especially with nothing scarring the perfect caramel besides those damned whiskers.

Sasuke let the faintest traces of a smile grace his features before it was lost in a scowl. His teammates were bickering again and it never failed to annoy him.

There was a sudden, sharp throat clearing, and the three members of Team 7 turned to stare at their sensei, startled. Kakashi smiled back at them, amusement showing clearly in the way his one eye crinkled.

“Fighting again, I see.” The silver haired man grinned; not fazed by the glares he received. He had to admit, though, Naruto’s and Sasuke’s lack of arguments was worrisome. The blond had spoken barely three sentences to him since Sasuke had returned nearly six months ago. “We have a mission today.” Kakashi offered them a piece of paper, which they all took turns looking over. He pretended not to notice the way Sasuke’s eyes seemed to stray to his blond haired teammate every few seconds. ”Those are the details. We shouldn’t have any trouble getting to the designated spot, but we’ll have to be aware at all times.”

Sasuke snorted, “Like that’s not obvious. Give us more credit that that.”

Naruto opened his mouth to agree, but decided not to at the last second and shut his mouth. Sasuke watched him with furrowed eyebrows, somehow needing the blond to insult him; needing Naruto to call him ‘teme’.

“Forget it. Let’s just go.” Sasuke turned on his heel and led the way to the gates, walking faster than he’d wanted to. He didn’t know why it bothered him, Naruto’s silence. He should’ve been happy with it, but it felt so weird not to have the blond boy chewing his head off.

He tried to tell himself not to worry, that Naruto was just getting used to him being there. But Sakura had adapted so quickly it was almost like he never left.

“Sasuke-kun! Slow down!” Sakura called from behind him, jogging to catch up. Sasuke slowed down and waited for her to fall into step with him. When she had, it felt like everything around him had relaxed, and his shoulders-which had gone rigid in anger-actually slumped.

“Sakura,” Sasuke started, speaking in an undertone, “why won’t he say anything to me?”

The pink haired girl jumped, like she hadn’t been expecting Sasuke to speak. Then a slow, sad smile spread over her lips. “It bothers you, doesn’t it? Do you want me to talk to him?”

“No, it’s fine. I’m just…Never mind. It’s not important.” The dark haired boy shook the thoughts off, and kept walking like nothing had happened. Sakura soon fell out of step with him, and then the object of his non-thoughts was walking quietly next to him. He let his eyes drift only slightly, hoping the blond would finally say something to him. After several moments of silence, his hopes were squashed.

By the time night fell, Sasuke could hardly wait to close his eyes and sleep.

Sasuke was startled awake when something heavy landed on his stomach. Grunting, Sasuke rolled over, trying to go back to sleep but that something heavy moved with him. Sasuke shook himself awake and stared at the orange-clad thigh wedged between his legs. He didn’t know how it got there, but it was rubbing him in all the wrong ways.

Naruto jerked suddenly, his thigh rubbing hard against the Uchiha’s groin, making Sasuke stiffen at the feeling. He tried to move, but it only made Naruto groan low in his throat, and that thigh rubbed against him more strongly. The dark haired boy found himself pushing back slightly, although it wasn’t voluntary, and was horrified by the way his body reacted. There was a telling bulge making itself known in his shorts.

Trying not to just give up and drown in sensation, Sasuke tried again to disentangle their limbs. Naruto just moved with him, subconsciously moving closer and rubbing his thigh against Sasuke’s growing erection. The dark haired boy let out an involuntary soft groan, and moved his hips against that thigh, until he was stopped by the blond’s hip. He ground against it, fingers clenching in Naruto’s blanket.

“Fuck.” The Uchiha hissed, letting his eyes fall shut as he bucked against the blond’s hip. Sasuke was too far-gone to care if his blond teammate woke up. But knowing Naruto, he probably wouldn’t. So Sasuke rolled them over carefully, slowly, so that Naruto was pinned beneath him. The dark haired boy placed his hands on either side of the blond’s head, and pushed his hips forward, grinding himself against Naruto’s hips.

Naruto responded just the slightest-just a soft nudge-and the Uchiha had to bite his lip hard to keep his reaction to himself. Praying for the blond to stay asleep, Sasuke ground against him harder and Naruto let out a soft gasp. Sasuke felt the blond lift his hips, wanting more friction, and Sasuke thrusted against him, lost in sensation. Their hips picked up a steady rhythm, and Naruto got more vocal every time their clothed erections came into contact.

Sasuke found his climax a few, short minutes later, fingers clenching painfully in cotton as warm stickiness coated his boxers and thighs. Naruto followed a second later; arching his back and letting out a low moan that sounded like his teammate’s name. Sasuke tried to put it to the back of his mind as he rolled off the blond, his eyelids suddenly too heavy to keep open. Forgetting about the mess in his boxers, the Uchiha fell into a fitful sleep, not knowing a certain kunoichi had been awake.

The next morning, Sasuke was the last one to get out of bed. At first he didn’t want to-after last night he didn’t want to face Naruto-but Kakashi had sent the blond to wake him up with a hard jab in his side. Naruto hadn’t said anything about what had happened, and Sasuke hoped that meant he didn’t remember. But Naruto had seemed happier, like his body still knew what happened if his brain didn’t. And the blond boy had even greeted him with a ‘wake up lazy ass, teme’ before poking him in the ribs to make sure he was awake. Sasuke couldn’t say he didn’t like the distraction. Naruto had actually talked to him.

Sasuke finally pulled himself out of the tent, and remembered the mess in his boxers. It was dry now, obviously, but it was rubbing against his thighs as he walked. Instead of eating breakfast, he opted instead to bathe first. He’d have to put up with dirty boxers until they went back to Konoha. With the blond in a better mood now, Sasuke felt like it’d be easier to talk to him. He made a mental note to say something later in the day.

Sasuke slipped out of his clothes and waded into the water until it was up to his waist. With the soap he’d brought with him, he washed his hair thoroughly, and then the dried come between his legs. When he felt clean enough, he put his soap back by his clothes and stayed in the water until his fingers wrinkled. Shivering slightly, Sasuke made his way back to the shore and grabbed his towel from on top of his clothes, then dried himself off. He pulled his clothes on distractedly, still thinking about last night and having Naruto beneath him.

Stop it, Sasuke, he sighed, running the towel through his hair one more time. The dried come still on his boxers rubbed scratchily against his crotch and he winced. Damn. Should’ve brought a change of boxers. Sighing one last time, the Uchiha made his way back to camp, confused at his own thoughts. He was thinking like he had wanted that to happen way before it actually did. Why would he bring an extra pair of boxers when he didn’t know ahead of time that he was going to need a clean pair?

When he made it back to camp, Naruto was bouncing around like he’d just sniffed the sugar, and Sakura was watching him with a soft smile on her face. Suddenly onyx eyes met green, and Sasuke tensed. He didn’t know how, but the pink haired girl knew. The Uchiha figured she must’ve been awake at the time, but more importantly, she knew.

A knowing smirk lifted the corners of Sakura’s mouth, and she waggled her eyebrows suggestively. Sasuke knew what that meant. It was her way of indirectly asking him-in no uncertain terms-if he wanted to do it again. Scowling, Sasuke onto a log in front of them and started to eat his breakfast, which only consisted of a canteen of water and a dry rations bar. He had to swallow his bites with the water.

Sakura left her seat beside Naruto, and came over to Sasuke, a mischievous yet innocent smile on her face. She sat down next to him and crossed her legs, putting both of her hands on her knees and drumming her fingers. She could feel the tension rolling off her dark haired teammate in waves and turned to tall to him.

“Did it feel good?” Sakura whispered to him, causing the Uchiha to choke violently on a piece of his breakfast. After swallowing it, with some difficulty, he turned to glare at her. She didn’t seem fazed by the look. Instead, it only caused her to smirk. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

“Take what as a yes?” Naruto asked, jumping into the conversation. He looked between his two teammates, curious as to what they were talking about. Sakura seemed too happy for words and Sasuke was just glaring at her. “Hey, what’s going on? What are you guys talking about?”

“Yeah, Sasuke-kun. What are we talking about?” Sakura’s smile was absolutely evil as she watched the mortified blush spread over his cheeks. The Uchiha grunted in answer, and took a bite of his ration bar before he said something stupid. “Oh. Well, since you won’ t tell him, then I might as well. You two woke me up last night.”

“Woke you up? How?” Naruto scrunched his face up in confusion, not knowing what she meant. But Sasuke obviously did, if the way his eyes bulged out was anything to go by. That made him a little curious as to what their pink haired teammate meant. He tried to think back to last night, but all he remembered was waking up for three whole seconds. In those three seconds, nothing interesting was happening. “But nothing happened! How’d we wake you up?!”

Sakura grinned like a Cheshire cat and bit the very tip of her finger. “I’m not sure. Sasuke-kun, how did you two wake me up?”

The dark haired boy refused to say a word. It was just in time, too, because Kakashi announced that they would be leaving shortly. Naruto and Sasuke got the job of putting the tent away, while Sakura went to collect more water for their canteens. Throughout the whole task, the Uchiha felt a pair of eyes burning holes in his back. He knew what Naruto wanted to know, but Sasuke would be damned if he let something like last night slip.

Finally, with the tents put away, they were able to leave and Sasuke could keep to himself for the rest of the mission. But Naruto seemed intent of getting answers, because he refused to leave the Uchiha’s side. No words were spoken, though, and it made Sasuke that much more horrified at his own actions.

They completed the mission rather quickly, and were back in Konoha by sun down. Sasuke took a hot shower, willing his tense muscles to relax and telling himself to forget about what he had done. If Naruto didn’t remember anything, it was best left at that. He pretended not to feel that small pang of guilt in his chest.

Three weeks later, Sasuke found himself on another mission, and was once again startled awake as something heavy rolled on top of him. It wasn’t just the blond’s thigh this time. No, this time it was his whole body, and Sasuke gasped in a few breaths, his body already reacting to the small amount of stimulation. The blond was heavy, and Sasuke found it hard to push him away.

Sasuke put his hands on the blond’s shoulders, and tried to roll the blond back over to his own mat. Naruto would barely budge, even when the dark haired boy used more force.

“Dammit. I don’t want a repeat of last time.” Sasuke groaned, giving up after a few minutes of pushing. He hated to admit it, but he liked being underneath Naruto more than he liked being on top. He felt vulnerable-a feeling he never liked before-but it was different in this situation. The blond’s head was resting on his chest, and the rest of his body was sprawled over Sasuke’s like some human blanket.

Naruto shifted against him, inadvertently rubbing his thigh against Sasuke’s groin as he moved higher. His head now rested on the Uchiha’s shoulder, warm breath washing over his neck. Sasuke felt goosebumps erupt on his arms. He could feel the warmth from Naruto’s boy singing through his clothes and had to bite down on his bottom lip before he made an embarrassing sound.

Kami-sama, help me. I can’t move because he’ll probably wake up. But I don’t want it to stop. Sasuke sucked in a breath when Naruto’s thigh rubbed against him again, and his hips sought out more friction to relieve the pressure building steadily in his lower stomach. It was wonderful for a whole minute, but not enough as he dragged his hips up the length of that muscled thigh. He was so close to coming.

Naruto shifted again, this time pulling himself into a sitting position straddling his teammate’s hips. Sasuke tensed as sleepy blue eyes swung to onyx, and it took Naruto more than a minute for his sleep addled brain to realize what was going on. When it did, a slow blush spread over the blond’s cheeks, as he became aware of what kind of state they were in.

It may have been dark, but Naruto could clearly make out the flush tingeing Sasuke’s cheeks and the small hitch in his breath when the blond shifted just right.

“How did we get like this?” Naruto asked, trying to keep the huskiness out of his voice. The only answer he got from Sasuke was a carefully measured but shaky breath, like he was trying to calm himself down. Naruto shifted anxiously, forgetting about what exactly he was sitting on. He was reminded when Sasuke inhaled sharply, his hips arching into Naruto’s. Biting his lip against the onslaught of pleasure, Naruto pinned the other boy’s hips down. “How’d we get like this, Sasuke?”

“Nnn. Rolled over…” Sasuke managed to say through the fog in his mind. Naruto made a noise in his throat-it could’ve been a grunt-and slid off his dark haired teammate’s hips. Sasuke sat up and ran a hand through his slightly sweat hair.

“This happened before, didn’t it? That’s what Sakura-chan meant.” The blond averted his eyes, an unfamiliar surge of emotions clawing at his chest. It was suddenly very important that he leave the tent before those surges made him to something drastic. “I need to get out of here. I need to-“

“-Don’t go.” Sasuke said in a somewhat pleading manner. He had reached out for the blond’s arm, without thinking, and now he didn’t know what else to say. “Don’t go, Naruto.” The dark haired boy said it a little firmer, but his voice still verged on sounding like a plea. Dammit, I’m not this weak. When did I start caring so much?!

Sasuke was so lost in his own inner turmoil, he missed the way blue eyes softened before Naruto pried the Uchiha’s hand off his arm. Sasuke had been squeezing the life out of it.

“Why can’t I go?” Naruto asked, letting Sasuke’s hand rest in his lap. The blond’s body had cooled off a little, and now there was only a small bulge in his pants. Sasuke pursed his lips, and only managed to whisper, “Don’t go.” Naruto huffed out a frustrated breath. “Tell me why I can’t go, Sasuke.”

“I don’t know.” The Uchiha snapped, yanking his hand out of Naruto’s grip. His heart was thumping wildly in his chest, and it was making him feel lightheaded. “I don’t know why, okay? You just can’t.” Sasuke clenched his fingers in the blankets, baring his teeth in a fierce grimace. He knew why Naruto couldn’t’ go; he just didn’t want to say it out loud. Doing so would be like admitting his confusing feelings for him.

Onyx eyes slowly lifted to blue and Sasuke reached out to grab Naruto’s arm again. He didn’t know what he was doing, but he suddenly wanted to kiss the blond. Naruto’s eyes widened as the Uchiha moved forward, causing the blond to fall backwards.

“Sasuke, what are you doing?” The blond scooted back, out of Sasuke’s reach, until he couldn’t move anymore. The dark haired boy was hovering over him, both of his legs on either side of the blond’s body. He lowered himself so that their hips touched and he bent down until they were bare inches apart, breath mingling. Naruto swallowed convulsively. He blinked once, twice, and on the third blink, Sasuke pressed their lips together.

Sasuke’s hand slipped to the back of the blond’s head, and he twisted his fingers in soft, blond hair. His other hand fluttered down to the blond’s hip and squeezed it briefly.

“Sasuke.” Naruto’s voice was breathy as the dark haired boy rolled his hips forward. The blond reached up and fisted his hands in Sasuke’s shirt, gaining more leverage for their grinding. The dark haired boy bent to kiss him again, running his tongue sweetly over that plum bottom lip. Sasuke ground against him again, rougher this time, and bit his lip softly.

“Don’t go. Stay with me.” Sasuke murmured, pulling away to gaze into hazy blue eyes. Naruto looked entirely edible just lying there, eyes at half-mast, his lips red and kiss-swollen. His blond hair fanned wildly out around his head.

“I won’t go anywhere, I promise.” Naruto assured him, using his grip in Sasuke’s shirt to pull the other boy back down, their lips smashing together painfully. Sasuke grunted into the kiss, the hand in Naruto’s hair giving the blond’s head a gentle tug. Sasuke shifted his angle, making it easier for him to feel that perfect hardness against his own.

The Uchiha reached for the zipper on Naruto’s jacket and yanked it down, ripping it halfway. The blond growled at him, and reached for Sasuke’s shirt, ripping it down one side. Both articles of clothing were thrown to the side, forgotten as tanned, eager hands roamed over pale skin. Naruto rolled them over, finally the dominant one as he ducked his head to take a nipple between his teeth. He teased it with little flicks of his tongue, pleased to hear the taller boy’s breath hitch in his chest. He grinned through his work and moved to the other nipple. When both nipples were red and hard, the blond boy moved back to his teammate’s lips and kissed them softly, a small gesture of affection to prove this wasn’t just random.

Sasuke felt a slow blush spread over his cheeks, embarrassed that such a small gesture made his heart beat faster. Scowling, he reversed their positions, pinning the shorter boy beneath him. He attacked the blond’s mouth with gentle nips as he worked on getting the blond’s shirt off. Once the black mesh left Naruto’s body, Sasuke tossed the shirt somewhere inside the tent and trailed his lips down the other boy’s jaw, then down his neck and stopped at a pert nipple. He copied what Naruto had done earlier, capturing the nipple between his teeth and flicking his tongue over the little tip.

Naruto moaned softly, little breathy sounds that made the Uchiha’s blood run south. He ground against Naruto, just because he thought he’d explode if he didn’t, and moved back up to capture the other boy’s lips again. The blond reversed their positions, on top again as his hands fluttered down to unbutton the other boy’s shorts. He pulled them and the teen’s boxers down his hips, then shoved them the rest of the way off with his foot.

Naruto broke the kiss to jerk out of his own pants, when two pale hands latched onto his waistband, stopping him in mid-movement. Blue eyes dropped down to flushed skin and straining hardness as Sasuke undid his orange pants. The Uchiha pushed them down past Naruto’s hips, stopping just short of coming off because the blond was kneeling.

The blond stood up, lifting one leg to try and get his pants off. The tent was smaller than he was tall, and he was forced to bow slightly to fit. Naruto staggered with his foot caught in his pant leg, and slipped on Sasuke’s torn shirt, landing on his rear.

Blushing like there was no tomorrow, Naruto watched as Sasuke crawled towards him-on hands and knees-then grabbed the bottom of those orange pants and pulled them off completely. The dark haired boy slid his hands up tanned thighs, stopping at the blond’s hips then moving the rest of the way with the tip of his nose. Naruto laughed softly as Sasuke’s nose tickled his stomach, and kissed the boy dutifully when his lips were within kissing distance.

Naruto lifted a leg and hooked it around Sasuke’s waist, pulling the other boy’s hips down until their erections met in wonderful friction. This time, Sasuke reversed their positions, his fingers splayed over the blond’s lower back.

“All the way?” Naruto breathed against the Uchiha’s lips, hands fluttering down to rest on the taller boy’s chest. Sasuke’s heart was beating rapidly in his chest, thrumming though his pale skin like a tiny drum. He was so caught up in the feelings that he barely caught the older teen’s tiny nod. The blond ran his tongue over Sasuke’s lips, memorizing every bump and line. When he pulled away, Sasuke was looking up at him with hazy eyes.

There was a spark of understanding between them, of what was happening, and Naruto shifted between pale thighs. The blond sucked three fingers into his mouth, coating them with saliva as Sasuke parted his legs more. That pale chest rose and fell with heavy breaths as the whiskered boy lifted a pale thigh onto his shoulder.

“I snuck a peek into one of Kakashi-sensei’s books and read about this. You have to stay relaxed.” Naruto assured the pale boy, receiving a glare clearly stating that Sasuke didn’t give a crap. The blond huffed out a breath as he scooted closer, and pressed a single finger to Sasuke’s entrance, lubricating the area around it with his saliva. Sasuke relaxed his whole body simultaneously, waiting for that first sting of penetration. It came softly, and Sasuke only felt discomfort as Naruto pushed a finger into him.

Breathing through his mouth slowly, trying to stay relaxed, Sasuke grunted as that finger probed deeper. It stroked over tense muscles, coaxing them into relaxing around the probing digit. The finger moved in small circles, a sort of push-pull sensation that made the Uchiha push back against the blond’s hand.

Naruto grinned as he added a second finger and felt the other boy tense slightly. The blond rubbed his teammate’s thigh in a soothing manner, whispering for him to relax as he twisted his fingers inside the dark haired boy, pushing them in deeper. His grin broadened when Sasuke’s back arched painfully, a strangled gasp coming from that pale throat. He’d found what he’d been looking for. Smirking to himself, Naruto brushed his fingers over that same spot, stomach tightening at the lost sound falling from his teammate’s lips.

Naruto bent forward on his knees, pressing a soft kiss to Sasuke’s Adam apple. He added another finger, twisting them until the Uchiha loosened around them. Sasuke pushed back against his hand desperately, wanting to feel whatever it was that made him feel like his very soul had caught fire. In the back of his mind-the part that wasn’t drowning in sensation-he knew what it was. He didn’t need Kakashi’s book to know that.

The warmth from Naruto’s fingers had vanished, only to be replaced by something much larger, something much more frightening than fingers. His eyes dropped down to Naruto’s erection, hoping it didn’t hurt too much, hoping he didn’t sound pathetic when it stretched him open. He put his head back against the ground and braced himself for the penetration, biting softly on his bottom lip.

Naruto wet himself with saliva, hoping it was enough as he wiped his hand on the blanket underneath them. He placed a hand on the thigh resting on his shoulder, and used his other hand to guide himself to Sasuke’s entrance. Their eyes locked as Naruto dropped his hand to rest on a pale hip, and pushed himself in past the first ring of muscle. Sasuke broke eye contact with him to tilt his head back, sparks of pain ricocheting up his spine. A whimper worked its way up his throat, but he grit his teeth to stop it from being heard.

“Nng.” Naruto pushed himself in further, gasping at the vice-like grip around his cock. Panting, and all the way in, he placed his forehead against Sasuke’s and waited for him to adjust to the intrusion. It was more than he could bear, and he was already so close to coming. He suspected only a few thrusts would do it.

Sasuke breathed in through his open mouth, fingers clenched in thin cotton, trying to ignore the pain and concentrate on the warmth centered between his legs. He swallowed with some difficulty, and wriggled his hips in an attempt to get the shorter boy to move.

Naruto gripped Sasuke’s hips in both hands, and slowly pulled out of the restricting him, mewling softly as the other boy’s muscles contracted around him. He watched the Uchiha’s face for any sign of discomfort as he pushed back in slowly.

“Oh, fuck.” Sasuke gasped, back arching at the little bolts of pleasure overriding the pain. He dug his fingers in tanned biceps as Naruto picked up the pace, a grimace marring his face. He lowered his head to claim Sasuke’s lips, pushing himself deeper into the dark haired teen. Sasuke moaned into the kiss, fingers digging into skin as Naruto lifted the Uchiha’s other leg onto his shoulder. The stabs of pleasure got more intense, more constant as the blond boy drove himself deeper.

Naruto wormed a hand between their sweaty bodies and wrapped his fingers around Sasuke’s straining erection. He timed his strokes with his thrusts, bringing them even closer to the edge. Sasuke thrusted into his hand, eyes clenched shut as his stomach tightened in anticipation.

“Nnn. Naruto…” White lights flashed before his eyes as his orgasm overtook him, freezing up his very soul. Just when he’d come down from his high, Naruto froze above him, his cock getting impossibly harder before he hit climax. He said Sasuke’s name in a breathy whisper before he just couldn’t hold himself up anymore and collapsed on top of Sasuke, spent.

Neither boy moved for several minutes, still trying to regain their lost breath. Naruto was the first to move as he lifted himself and pulled out of Sasuke, eliciting a soft moan from them both. He rolled over to lie next to him, the come on his belly already drying.

“Sasuke?” The blond whispered, worried his teammate had fallen asleep. But the dark haired boy had turned to look at him, a very Un-Sasuke like smile playing around the edges of his mouth. Naruto leaned forward and pressed a kiss to those irresistible lips. They moved closer together, hands lazily stroking cooling skin.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long.” Sasuke confessed, burying his face in the crook of the blond’s neck. He felt fingers on his back and Naruto’s laugh rumbled pleasantly in his ribcage.

“Me too, Sasuke.” The blond smiled, leaving what he really wanted to say locked up inside his head. Maybe he’d tell Sasuke later when the moment was right. At this time, all he wanted to do was sleep until Kakashi barged in on them when it was time to leave.

Sighing, the blond grabbed a blanket and draped it over them. The tent smelled strongly of sex, but he wasn’t worried. Everything was perfect just like this.



A/N: Whew. So, that was my first attempt at a NaruSasu lemon. If it sucked, I’m so sorry! /cries/ Um, this might be a two-shot, depending on what my muse commands of me. If that’s the case, it’ll be separate ‘cause the next part won’t be a yaoi. ^_^ Ja! And review!