Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Sacrifice ❯ New ( Chapter 3 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Arigatomina 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.29.2011 | Pages: 4 | Words: 9.7K | Visits: 606 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.29.2011 | Pages: 4 | Words: 9.7K | Visits: 606 | Status: Work In Progress
Warnings: Smut, NaruSasu, SasuNaru, NaruSasuNaru.
Sacrifice
Part 3: New
"Sasuke? Are you awake?"
If he hadn't been awake, that whisper, spoken into the nape of his neck, would have woken him for sure. "Yes," said Sasuke. He was glad for an excuse to open his eyes. Although he hadn't bothered to feign sleep, he had shut himself down as much as possible without actually dozing off. Naruto, on the other hand, was either better at faking sleep than he'd given him credit for, or had dozed lightly enough to wake without alerting him. He could have sworn the boy was deep asleep. "Why?"
There had never been any chance of him sleeping that night. At first Naruto had left plenty of space between them, but in place of the physical contact he so obviously craved, he had stared for over an hour, devouring him with his gaze until Sasuke wanted to scream at him. In the end, he hadn't screamed, hadn't even sighed in resignation once Naruto was finally pressed snug and content against his back. He'd already cemented his resignation in the shower. The way Naruto had panicked at having him leave his sight for a few short minutes warned him of what was the near future would be like. He thought he understood for the most part.
He was basically a new toy, though he preferred to think of himself as a new weapon, for pride's sake. A katana, to be specific, because he had been wanting one of his own for the last four years, the same amount of time Naruto claimed to have been wanting him. His father's blade had gone to Itachi and what wages he had earned from missions before coming back home had gone to his father. The clan and those hiring him had always supplied the equipment he used, and retained ownership of them once the task was completed. A new blade of his own was something he had wanted, knowing full well he had no way of acquiring one, so it was easy to compare that to the way Naruto viewed him. Having finally gotten what he wanted, he was wary of damaging it, losing it, or having it taken away from him. Once Naruto realized he wasn't going anywhere, he would relax, his focus would turn to other matters, and the shiny new blade would just be one more weapon in his arsenal.
Until that newness wore off, Sasuke had known sleep would be impossible. He was accustomed to solo missions and had honed his senses to react to the slightest change in his surroundings. Those reactions were especially dangerous now. It didn't matter that someone of Naruto's skill level should sleep lightly enough to deflect an attack. Any attack at all would be a breach of the Hokage's terms. He was confident he would be able to stop himself before delivering a deadly blow, but serious injury was a very real possibility. He would have to train himself to identify Naruto as an acceptable part of his personal space. That meant resting lightly and getting used to the scent, sound, and feel of him. He just hoped Naruto didn't have the same instincts he did. If Naruto was startled awake and lashed out at him, he would react with deadly force, and he doubted the Hokage would accept self defense as a valid excuse for killing his son.
Naruto snuggled closer, sliding an arm around his waist and pulling him back until they were flush against one another. "It was over too soon," he sighed. "It's so much better than that, really."
He wanted to do it again. For one frightening moment, Sasuke was poised to explode, either in blind panic or outrage. Fortunately, reason intervened before he could say or do something he would regret. It was the newness. He should have expected this, should have known he wouldn't get off that easily. What good was a new blade if he couldn't test its limits? A rushed, half-hearted fight wouldn't tell him anything, and certainly wouldn't be satisfying after the long wait. He knew that. But he honestly hadn't thought he'd have to do it again for at least a few days. Although he had enjoyed parts of it, namely the kissing and that hectic finish, Naruto's...dismount...had left him feeling more than a little raw. He didn't look forward to mincing his way to the bathroom a second time before daybreak. That whining complaint hadn't fully formed in his mind before he crushed it. He had never been one to complain about pain and this minor discomfort didn't even qualify as that. The hard truth was that he hadn't expected to enjoy any part of this arrangement. He had enjoyed it and with Naruto's determination to make him 'happy', he'd probably end up enjoying it again. He had no right to complain. If anything, he should have been grateful that Naruto wasn't taking advantage of the power he had over him. If all he'd wanted was sex, he could have had that, as much as he liked, without even taking him out of his cell. It wasn't as if he could do anything to stop him.
"Sasuke...?"
He rolled away slowly, giving Naruto a chance to release him, before sitting up. Naruto quickly sat up to face him. All it took was one look at the guilt and wariness on Naruto's face to tell him how lucky he was. If he refused, Naruto wouldn't push. Naruto wouldn't have even touched him again tonight, if he hadn't been so nervous and frustrated by the staring that he'd given him permission to. "What do you want me to do?"
"Nothing!" Naruto promptly blushed, his honesty getting the better of him. "Okay, a million things, but you don't have to do anything! Honest. It's too soon, I know that. And you've had a rough few days, you need your sleep."
"I won't sleep tonight regardless," Sasuke admitted. He was doing it again, he realized. Hadn't he been the one to push Naruto into continuing earlier? On some level he didn't want this to be simple, easy, or even pleasant. This was supposed to be the price of his freedom. If he wasn't working for it, wasn't doing anything at all to earn it, then what was he doing here? He could hardly defend his choice by claiming he'd been blackmailed into it when Naruto refused to pressure him. "You're making it far too easy for me to take advantage of you."
"What? Wait..." Naruto held one hand up and frowned off into the distance. Suddenly his eyes widened, his hand dropping to clench in his lap. A grin spread over his face and he gave an odd little hop where he sat on the bed. "Are you saying you want to? Take advantage of me? Because I'm totally okay with that!"
Sasuke had no idea why he looked so excited, his reaction was completely wrong. He scowled and tried again. "I was warning you." It was only right to do so, considering how fair and lenient Naruto was being with him. Too lenient for his own good, but he didn't feel obligated to point that out. "Do you want to be taken advantage of?"
"By you? Of course I do! Absolutely!" Naruto gave an exasperated laugh. "You can take advantage of me any time you want, Sasuke. And you don't have to warn me first. Hell, even if I'm asleep, I won't mind. If you feel like jumping me, just roll me over and have at it. I'm up for it any time you are!"
"You-" A lump of air became lodged in Sasuke's throat and he nearly choked on it, his face flaming red. What kind of pervert did this person have to be to twist his words that way? "I wasn't talking about that!"
"Eh?"
"I meant in general," Sasuke ground out. "You shouldn't make it so easy for me to take advantage of you. In general. I didn't mean-" He grimaced. "I have no intention of...jumping you."
"Oh." Naruto wilted, the color and happiness draining out of his face. He searched Sasuke's face and sighed at what he saw there. "You're not the slightest bit tempted?"
"No."
"Are you attracted to me at all...?"
"No."
Sasuke frowned when Naruto wilted even more. If he curled in on himself any further, he'd be in a fetal position. He didn't understand why Naruto was upset, or even surprised, by his answer. Were men in Konoha usually attracted to him? His features were certainly exotic compared to the people Sasuke was used to, and he obviously kept himself in shape. He didn't seem to have any off-putting features except the marks on his face, but Sasuke considered those striking in a positive way. Maybe Naruto was used to having men lust after him. For all he knew, it could be quite common here.
"Is it because I'm a guy?" Naruto asked quietly.
"Probably." He couldn't say for sure because- Sasuke's eyes dropped suddenly. Naruto was forming hand seals. He tensed, unwilling to act until he knew what exactly Naruto was doing. He shouldn't have been so honest. If his answers had angered Naruto enough to use a jutsu on him, then it was on his own head. He'd undoubtedly bruised his pride.
"Oiroke no jutsu!"
If Sasuke hadn't braced himself, he would have fallen off the bed. Instead, his mouth dropped open and his left eye ticked. He was wrong, he realized. Naruto had no pride to be bruised. There was no other explanation. He blinked slowly as he took in the henge. The face was rounder, the eyes even bigger, the hair ridiculously long and held up in a tail on either side of his...or, rather, her...head. The body was very different, thin arms, each breast as large as the head, a tapered waist, and the curve of large hips visible beneath the blankets. Sasuke felt his nose twitch and forced his eyes back up to stare, utterly appalled, at Naruto's beaming face.
"Is this better?" Naruto grinned.
"No," Sasuke blurted, in what came out more like a croak then a shout.
"Eh? Why not? Is it the hair color? The breasts?" Naruto cupped his oversized breasts, forcing them to perk in defiance of gravity. "Do you want them bigger?"
"No!" This time it was definitely a shout. Sasuke pressed his hands over his eyes, forcing himself to calm down. When he finally lowered them, he found Naruto pouting those pink lips and looking at him with confusion in his overly large eyes. He couldn't think of anything that could be more disturbing. "What are you doing...?" What was he thinking?
"This is one of my special techniques!" Naruto grinned. "I perfected it when I was just a kid. Back then I used mist to hide the naughty parts, but it still made my teachers blow at the nose." His feminine voice took on a sultry tone, "It never fails to get the straight men hot." He leaned closer and blinked when Sasuke cringed away. His smile was quickly replaced by confusion again. "Um...except for you, huh? You really don't like it?"
"No, I don't," Sasuke snapped. He was forced to scoot back when Naruto continued to lean toward him, those swaying breasts threatening to smack right into him. "Why did you transform into that?"
"I thought you'd like it better," Naruto said, frowning now. "If this isn't your type, just tell me what's wrong and I can fix it." Silence spread over them for a long while. Naruto huffed, folding his arms over his chest, underneath the breasts. He didn't miss the way Sasuke's eye twitched at the sight. "Are you sure you're attracted to girls?"
Sasuke scowled at him. "No. I never said I was."
"But you would have married one, right? If none of this had happened?"
"Yes. Arranged marriages are an Uchiha tradition."
"And you would have had sex with her, right?" Naruto prodded.
Sasuke shifted irritably, "Yes. To produce an heir. Will you undo that henge now?"
"In a minute. So you were planning to marry a woman and have sex with her. That means you've imagined it, right? Or at least thought about it before?" Naruto leaned toward him again, his eyes narrowing. "Touch them."
"Wha-" Sasuke watched dumbly as Naruto grabbed his wrist and smooshed his hand into one of those breasts. It was silky soft and squishy and had he eaten any more earlier, it would have all come right back up. He yanked his arm free and was out of the bed in seconds. He felt utterly violated. "What's wrong with you!"
"Me?" Naruto asked, a weird smile pulling at his lips. "What's wrong with you, Sasuke? Are you saying you would never have touched your wife's breasts?"
"I don't know what I would or wouldn't have done," Sasuke said scathingly, "but it makes no difference now. I'll never marry."
"Because of me," Naruto acknowledged. "You'll never get to have sex with a woman because of me, because I can't let you. But I can turn into one for you, see? I can look however you want me to."
"It's not real!"
"It feels real. It'll feel just as good as the real thing and I can hold it as long as you want, whenever you want. Well, when it's just the two of us." He grinned sheepishly, scratching his head and inadvertently sending his breasts swaying again. "I can't use this in public. Even when I'm dressed, I still cause nose bleeds."
Sasuke closed his eyes and spoke as calmly and quietly as he could. "Please undo the henge, Naruto."
"Kai!"
He had to take a few deep breaths before he felt calm enough to return to the bed. Even then, it was a while before he could look at Naruto. He had never felt so insulted in his entire life. "Let me see if I understand this correctly," he said, in a tightly controlled voice. "You're offering to transform yourself into a female in order to make it easier for me to have sex with you?"
"Yeah..."
The insult burned so badly it was a physical pain in his chest. "Who do you think I am?" he hissed. "I agreed to this knowing full well that you're male. I don't need you to degrade yourself to make anything easier for me. If my performance is what drove you to this, then that's your fault, not mine. You should have done it the way you wanted to and to hell with anything I had to say about it. You're the one with experience in this, not me."
Naruto recoiled, stricken, looking as if he might cave into that upright fetal position again. Then anger swept over his face so abruptly Sasuke barely spotted it in time to brace himself. He was shoved back against the bed and held there, an arm pressing down over his chest and Naruto baring his teeth in his face. Sasuke blanked his own face, unwilling to provoke or placate.
"You don't understand correctly," Naruto said flatly. "At all. There is nothing degrading to me about assuming a form you like. If you don't like it, that's fine, I won't bother. It makes no difference to me, either way. As for your performance, if I hadn't loved it, I wouldn't be dying to get inside you again. And I am. Dying, that is. But I also want you inside me. Since you're not attracted to me, I thought you might like it better if I had a vagina for you to use. I'd love it either way, so again, it makes no difference to me. And, just to be clear, I will never just do what I want and ignore what you have to say because I don't want that. Maybe I could make you like it, even if you didn't want to do it in the first place, but that sure as hell won't make you like me. And that's more important to me than whether we ever have sex again or not." Naruto shoved himself off, flopping on his back beside him with an angry huff.
Sasuke had no idea what to say to that. He stared up at the ceiling for a while, watching the vague flickers cast upon it by the lamp, which Naruto had never turned off. It might have hindered his staring session earlier if he had. He wondered if he should apologize. He wasn't going to, whether he should or not. One thing Naruto had said bothered him more than the rest. He frowned. "You want me inside you?" Small tremors shook the bed beside him. He was just turning to look when Naruto rolled over and buried his face in his shoulder. He was laughing.
"Sorry," Naruto mumbled, smothering his laughter in Sasuke's sleeve. "You just sounded so confused, like the thought never even occurred to you. You can't tell me it didn't feel good. Of course I want to feel it, too. Besides, I told you I was up for just about anything involving you and me. I throw the 'just about' in there because there a few things I don't think either of us would want to try. Like animals, certain food products..." He pushed himself up quickly so he could catch Sasuke's expression, which he promptly laughed at. "Yeah, I didn't think so. I'm fine with most kinks, but there are some that even I have to draw the line at. You should read some of the novels my God Father wrote. They'd turn your hair as white as his."
"No, thank you." He didn't even want to know how animals and 'certain food products' were used for sex. He frowned when Naruto dropped down to curl against his side again. "Would you want me to do it to you the same way you did it to me?" Naruto popped up again, looking him over warily. Sasuke couldn't meet his eyes. "I'm not ready to perform oral sex on you."
"You don't have to," Naruto said quickly. "In fact, I don't want you to. As badly as I want you right now, I'd come the second your mouth touched me and then you'd never speak to me again. Let's put that away in a 'someday, if you really want to' drawer and forget about it, okay?"
"Alright." It was pathetic how relieved he felt. He sat up, waiting for Naruto to join him before meeting his eyes. "Tell me what to do."
Naruto hummed thoughtfully, looking from him to the pillows and back again. Then a sly smirk curved his lips. "Toss me the gray jar and undress. Then get under the covers and leave the rest to me, okay?"
"Am I doing this, or are you?" Sasuke frowned, once he'd slipped under the covers. He was particularly suspicious about the covers. He wouldn't even be able to see what they were doing with their lower halves covered, and they'd likely make a mess of the bed this way.
"Both," Naruto grinned. "I'll get us started, but don't worry, once we get going you'll catch the hang of it real fast." He slipped under the covers and sat down on Sasuke's thighs. When he leaned forward so their cocks pressed together, and a light blush broke out on his cheeks. He tilted his head to nibble on Sasuke's ear. "Touch me anywhere you want as long as it's above the waist. If you don't want to touch me at all, that's fine, too. I'm not going to rush this time, so don't get impatient with me, okay? If I do something you really don't like, tell me and I'll stop. But try to enjoy it before you make up your mind." He rocked his hips, his voice husky. "It's so much better if you feel more and think less. I promise."
Just because Sasuke wasn't attracted to him didn't mean he didn't want to touch him. He'd already discovered this was better if he moved, participated. Was it an insult on him that Naruto expected him to simply lie there, too reserved or useless to do anything? Or was Naruto insulted, thinking he wasn't attracted to him enough to want to touch him? It wasn't Naruto in particular. He'd never been attracted to anyone. He simply hadn't. Aside from waking up hard a few times, and dismissing it as puberty, he hadn't dwelt on the issue. He'd heard enough from older shinobi during his various stays to know that most seemed absurdly obsessed with the topic, and disgustingly eager to share their exploits. He hadn't shared their interest. Even back then he'd known the difference was that he was an Uchiha and they weren't. As he grew older, he understood better. His parents had been first cousins, but he knew, if it were deemed necessary, the clan would wed brother to sister in order to preserve the bloodline. Sex for them was about duty and reproduction. Attraction had nothing to do with it. Maybe if he explained that to Naruto he wouldn't expect it from him, and neither of them would be insulted when he failed to get it.
Naruto kissed him suddenly, pushing him back into the pillow. His tongue plunged into his mouth and ravaged it. Sasuke was caught by such surprise that his eyes flew open and he made no effort to reciprocate. Naruto's eyes were closed, but his brows were drawn in concentration. That fit with the way he seemed so intent on mapping every bit of his mouth he could reach with that roving tongue. By the time the assault on his mouth ended, Sasuke barely had the breath to whisper. "Naruto...?"
"You weren't listening," Naruto huffed. He ducked forward to nip at Sasuke's lower lip. "Just feel, Sasuke. Stop thinking so much. Or at least think about me while we're doing this."
"I was thinking about you."
Naruto bit his lower lip again, harder this time. "Then try thinking something about me that doesn't make you tense up and drift off like that. Stay with me, Sasuke. We're just getting started. You have to stay with me to the end."
Sasuke didn't understand how Naruto could possibly feel insecure, considering the position he was in. He caught a hand in his hair. "I'm not going anywhere," he reminded him. Ever. He pulled him down for a proper kiss and this time Naruto drew him into his own mouth, rocking his hips and arching up against him. The gentle contact was nice, but he knew his own reaction came more from the kiss than from that teasing, subtle motion. It was all lips and tongues and heat and the little sounds Naruto made with each breath he let out. Was he even aware of those? Naruto shifted the kiss to his neck and Sasuke whispered into his ear, "I like hearing you." The effect was instant; Naruto shuddered and muffled a mournful little whimper against his skin. Sasuke supposed he should have felt guilty for taking advantage of him, but he had warned him not to make it so easy. Besides, it was just the truth.
Fingers tickled feather-light up his sides, thumbs drawing a heavy line up his stomach to his chest, where they paused, rubbing and circling his nipples. The mood was almost shattered completely when Sasuke recalled the squishy breast Naruto had shoved his hand into. He was no female. What did Naruto hope to accomplish with that? He was answered by his own body. It started as a tingle, a burn, and then the fingers pinched tight and he hissed at the sting. It hurt!
Naruto huffed a laugh from where he was abusing his neck. "Did that surprise you?"
He pulled on Naruto's hair, using a kiss to shut that laughing mouth up, except not, because he immediately began to make those little sounds again. Naruto's fingers were rolling and squeezing his nipples, both of which were especially sensitive now. Ever so often he'd give a painful pinch, punctuated by a hard rocking rub of their cocks together. Sasuke released his hair so he could retaliate in form and Naruto immediately returned to licking, sucking, and biting at his neck, but on the other side now. He was undoubtedly leaving red marks. Sasuke had seen quite a few of them in the bathroom mirror earlier. He didn't want to think about how many he'd have by the time they were done. Naruto's nipples were already pebbled and hard when his hands found them. He gave them a tentative squeeze and Naruto flinched, yelping his name. Was that a good yelp or a bad yelp? It sounded like a good one to his ears, but he couldn't be sure so he tried it again, a little harder.
"That hurts...!" Naruto whined. His head flew up the second Sasuke started to remove his hands. He sent him a liquid, half-lidded, look and a somewhat exasperated smile. "That doesn't mean stop, Sasuke. It hurts good." And he gave a nasty little pinch that had Sasuke wincing and glowering up at him. "Right?"
"Masochist," Sasuke accused.
"Only for you," Naruto said sweetly, before attacking his mouth with a vengeance.
Although Sasuke didn't freeze up in surprise, he didn't try very hard to drive the invading tongue out, either. He kept it company until it had its fill and then followed it home to return the favor. Naruto squirmed and gasped and had no problem with that at all. Then the mouth was gone, a hot fleeting path down his neck as Naruto backed up, pulling the edge of the blanket up over him so it framed his face like a cowl. Sasuke started to lean up, but a quick hand on his shoulder kept him down.
"This is the tough part for you," Naruto explained, "and the fun part for me. It'll probably go smoother if you can't see what I'm doing. Just try not to think too much. Please?" He started to pull the blanket the rest of the way over his head and paused suddenly. His eyes dropped and a wicked grin came to his face. "Oh...I can't pass that up..." He ducked his head, closed his mouth over one of Sasuke's nipples, and sucked hard.
"Shit!" Sasuke bit out. That wasn't some simple sting, it felt as if his nipple were on fire. He clenched his teeth when Naruto quickly did the same to the other one. When Naruto released him, both nipples looked every bit as inflamed as they felt, and Naruto looked inordinately pleased with the results. "What was that for?" Sasuke demanded.
"Didn't want them to miss me while I was gone," Naruto said impishly. He pulled the cover over his head before Sasuke could muster a proper glare to send at him.
Sasuke was left directing his outraged glare at a blanketed lump. He'd never been aware of his nipples having any sensations at all. Now they ached, and he had an embarrassing urge to rub them. That was probably the very reason Naruto had done it. He clenched his hands in the pillow instead. He was not going to be tricked into masturbation, even if Naruto wasn't in a position to watch. And Naruto certainly wasn't. He bent and spread his legs as Naruto crouched between them. It was so weird not being able to see what he was doing. He understood why Naruto wanted to do it this way, but it was humiliating that this was necessary at all. It was bad enough that he couldn't do it himself. Why was he so disturbed by the thought of Naruto doing it? Naruto actually wanted to do it.
He'd braced himself for the contact, the wetness, but when it came it was in completely the wrong place. Naruto nuzzled the side of his knee and licked the underside. Sasuke jumped, instinctively straightening the leg a little. He wished he hadn't when he felt a familiar burn set up there. The idiot was leaving a hickey on the back of his leg. Was Naruto trying to make sure that anyone who saw him knew exactly what they had been up to? Probably. That sounded just like something Naruto would do. He'd decide whether or not to foil his plan once they were finished and he had a chance to survey the damage. Or maybe it had merely been a distraction. One second his attention was on his leg and the next thing he knew, Naruto had swallowed him whole.
His back arched and he let out a choked shout. No warning, no teasing, and the slow rubbing from earlier hadn't prepared him at all for such direct stimulation. He could feel Naruto's lips closed around the base of his cock, sucking him in, his tongue rubbing and curling and sliding, and his throat swallowing around the head. Firm hands were holding his hips in place and he could figure out why. It wasn't as if he could get any deeper into Naruto's mouth, and with the bed behind him he couldn't exactly pull away. It was his back that moved, bowed and trembling, his toes digging into the sheet. He was struggling desperately not to come. He wouldn't stop Naruto this time, not if he could help it, but he couldn't come like this. Naruto couldn't possibly breathe as it was. If he came now he wouldn't even be able to swallow or cough it up, he could feel it himself, trickling down his throat agonizingly slowly. A low sound started in his throat, somewhere between a whine and a whimper, and Naruto finally eased up. One of those hands stroked his back where it had left the bed, the other massaging his stomach, coaxing him down. He let himself be coaxed, but he couldn't relax, couldn't trust it. Naruto would do it again and he wouldn't have any warning, he couldn't even see him.
At least he could feel Naruto's breaths now, cool against his damp flesh. Naruto took the head of his cock into his mouth, sucking lightly, his tongue rubbing, pressing, and sliding along the slit. Then he took it deeper, his lower teeth dragging lightly along the underside as he let it back out. Sasuke shuddered, hearing another strangely broken sound that he didn't want to acknowledge as his own. He brought a fist to his mouth and bit down until he tasted blood. Naruto had said he wouldn't torture him. Surely this counted as torture. He could feel himself panicking, his heart racing, his body breaking into a cold sweat, and he wasn't facing some deadly enemy, it was just oral sex. He wasn't even the one performing it. He should have been trained to get rid of this, this phobia. He was so close, and Naruto must have felt it because he bobbed faster, taking him deeper, sucking harder. Sasuke wouldn't stop him, refused to back out again, but he could at least warn him. "Naruto!" he cried, hating the sound of his voice. "Na-"
Naruto swallowed him down, gripping his ass and lodging him as deeply as he could get. Sasuke choked, clenching his eyes and teeth. He'd known Naruto would that. He'd known he would. But he couldn't stop himself this time. The hot vacuum of Naruto's mouth and what he imagined it must feel like for him, suffocating, drowning, it was wonderful and horrible, swirled in a muddy mess. It seemed to take him forever to come down. When he finally did, he couldn't move. He lay panting, gasping for air, and his body trembled, cold above the blanket, hot below. Naruto's mouth was gone, but he was still touching him, licking him gently, and he was too sensitive even for that. How was he supposed to do anything now, after that? He felt as if every bone in his body had been reduced to mush.
He heard a sound he couldn't place, like a quiet scraping. His instincts said it was familiar, not a threat, and refused to put forth the effort required to make a better identification. Then something slick ran along the cleft of his ass, Naruto's hand, and he realized the sound had come from the jar. The little gray jar. Naruto had taken it under the covers with him. Was he going to have sex with him now, then? He was certainly relaxed enough. But if Naruto thought he'd have the energy to reciprocate afterward, he was going to be disappointed. A finger slipped into him easily, it didn't even burn, but then there were two more. They twisted, bending and pushing, until Naruto found what he was looking for. Sasuke flinched as his nerves woke in one heated wave. He'd forgotten about that. The effect was similar to having a burnt chakra path awakened, he thought, with tired amusement. That spot didn't feel as good right now as it had during sex earlier, more of an uneasy throbbing sensation than the spikes of raw pleasure he'd felt before, but it had the desired effect. Naruto continued to apply sweeping pressure to it, milking it almost, and licking and sucking lightly on the underside of his cock as it slowly became erect again. Sasuke could feel it happening and was suddenly glad it was too dark under the covers for Naruto to see it himself. It was embarrassing that he needed that sort of stimulation to get hard again.
The fingers were withdrawn, and then a slick hand was lathering his cock. It wasn't until Naruto sat up, tossing the blanket back and climbing over him, that Sasuke understood. Naruto's face was dusted with an appealing blush, but he looked so damned pleased with himself that Sasuke glowered back at him. This only made Naruto smile wider as he came up to sit lightly on his stomach. Instead of kissing him, as Sasuke had expected he would, Naruto licked his chin and lips, detouring briefly to lap a path across his cheek. The behavior seemed bizarre until Naruto grabbed his right hand and licked at the bites he'd made. He must have gotten blood on his face. Sasuke hadn't realized he'd bitten that deeply. He hoped he hadn't gotten any on the pillow.
"You didn't have to do that," Naruto sighed, turning Sasuke's hand and eying the damage. He gave one more gentle lick before letting Sasuke pull it away. "I like hearing you, too, you know."
It was a lot more embarrassing hearing that from Naruto than it had been to say it to him. Probably because he didn't like the fact that he had made any noise at all. Sasuke would have glared if Naruto hadn't chosen that moment to scoot backwards. Naruto reached back to tilt his cock into position before pushing down on it. He was too tight. Sasuke would have known that even if he hadn't seen the grimace on Naruto's face. He caught his hips, stilling him. "Wait. You're not relaxed. Do you need me to...stretch you or something?"
Naruto let out a pained laugh. "Thanks for the offer. But I want it to hurt. It's like you're taking my maidenhead."
"Wha-" Sasuke hissed when Naruto suddenly forced himself all the way down. The tightness burned him enough that he could only imagine how it had felt for Naruto. Judging by the guttural whine coming from his throat, it was leaning toward awful. "Why-"
"Maidenhead," Naruto repeated, gritting his teeth. "You were a virgin, but I'm not. This way I can feel like one." He opened his eyes and smiled a little at Sasuke's blank expression. "Girls have this barrier inside, thin in some, thicker in others. The first time they have sex, it breaks and bleeds, and then they're not a maiden, not a virgin anymore. I don't know if it hurts more or less than this, but I like the idea."
"Masochist."
"I like sentimental fool better," Naruto huffed. He rocked slightly and then slumped over Sasuke's chest, clenching around him as he did so. "You have no idea how important this is to me," he whispered, nuzzling Sasuke's neck. "Don't make fun."
"I'm sorry." He wondered if Naruto would have given himself a 'maidenhead' if he had agreed to have sex with him in that female form. Naruto had warned him of his obsession. He supposed this was another part of it. He wrapped his arms around Naruto's back in an effort to keep him still. He obviously wasn't giving himself a chance to get used to this. Sasuke couldn't stop him from clenching, no more than he could stop himself from enjoying the sensation, but he could keep him from rocking and shifting around so much. "Be still for a minute."
"No chance," Naruto groaned. "I told you not to get impatient with me, I didn't say anything about me getting that way. I can't wait. I want you thrusting into me when I come." He clenched so tightly that Sasuke flinched, his knees drawing up to press against his back. Then he tugged on his shoulder. "Roll us over, just like I did with you."
For a moment Sasuke wasn't sure how to accomplish that. Luckily his arms didn't shake when he pushed himself into sitting position. Naruto wrapped his arms around his neck, his legs curling around his waist till the ankles crossed. He kept an arm around Naruto's back as he lowered him. He ended up pulling out a little on the way down, drawing a ragged breath from him and another groan from Naruto. A flex of those legs had them flushed together again. Naruto released the hold on his neck and caught his hands instead, entwining their fingers and pulling him down until he was leaning with his palms braced against the pillows, pushing Naruto's hands down to either side of his head. As if he were restraining him. Sasuke balked at the sight, not liking the smolder of satisfaction that bubbled up at having him in this position. He reminded himself that Naruto was the one who had set it up this way, not him.
Naruto's eyes were smokey blue when he opened them, and he finally relaxed, just a little. He took a shaky breath, nestling his head back more comfortably into the pillow. He licked his lips and loosened his legs enough that Sasuke would be able to move freely. Then he smiled. "Can I get the sharingan again? Just for a little bit?"
Maybe that was the real reason Naruto had become obsessed with him, Sasuke thought to himself. He had acquired the sharingan halfway through that fight, and Naruto had said his attention had been caught 'like a flash'. It wasn't likely Naruto would have run across any other Uchiha before him. He channeled his chakra to his eyes and smirked when Naruto let out a little moan. Did this count as a kink?
"Perfect," Naruto sighed. "You should see yourself, Sasuke." He curled his fingers tight in Sasuke's grip and tilted his hips up. "Move, please."
Sasuke moved tentatively, watching Naruto's face. He still thought he was too tight, but since he had nothing to compare him with, he couldn't be sure. He pulled out a little and when he eased back in, Naruto tilted his head back, baring his neck. The sight affected him more than it should have. He looked far too vulnerable. Was this why Naruto had been so eager to mark up his neck? The temptation was undeniable. Fortunately for Naruto, he wouldn't be able to bend close enough to touch that pale expanse without shifting their arms or releasing one of his hands. Naruto's legs shifted higher, until his hips were resting on Sasuke's thighs, his upper back, head, and arms, the only things firmly against the bed. Sasuke knew Naruto's lower back was going to hurt later, but if the blonde wasn't worried about it, he wouldn't be either. He gave a longer thrust, his eyes narrowing as Naruto tightened around him, and heard him give a rough moan.
"Faster," Naruto cried, digging his fingers into the backs of Sasuke's hands. "Hard and deep, just like I did with you."
"You want me to hurry?" Sasuke drawled, mimicking the words he'd been given earlier.
Amusement sparkled in Naruto's eyes, but his smile was darker than that. "I want you to break me into a million pieces, Sasuke."
His honesty unnerved him. He couldn't say he didn't appreciate it, though. He only knew as much about sex as what Naruto had shown him so far. Violence, on the other hand, was an old bedfellow of his. That was why he had enjoyed that hectic finish so much. If Naruto wanted the same from him, he had no trouble obliging him. He pulled back as far as he could without leaving him and thrust all the way in as if delivering a blow. It must have hurt, but Naruto arched into it, his legs clamping tightly so he was grinding them together. Sasuke groaned, a quiet sound compared to the mewling coming out of Naruto's open mouth. He wanted to kiss him so badly. Instead, he squeezed his hands, pressing them harder against the pillows, until those legs loosed enough for him to move as he wished. Every time he pulled back, Naruto took a ragged gasp that was released in a vocal form when shoved back into him. His hips met him every thrust, his legs catching the rhythm just as quickly. Every so often Naruto tightened his legs, forcing him to pause so he could stare up at him with a dazed and lustfilled look that made Sasuke want to kiss away whatever sense he had left. The pauses, and the frustration at not being able to kiss him, were likely the reasons Sasuke wasn't at all ready when Naruto came. Naruto's legs clenched, holding him tight, his hips bucking as he rode it out. He released Sasuke's hands and caught his hair, pulling him down. Sasuke didn't need to be pulled. He took Naruto's mouth in a kiss every bit as rough and invasive as the one he'd been given earlier. Naruto didn't mind, judging by the gentle way he pet his hair, fingers stroking the back of his neck.
He forced himself to stop after a bit, giving Naruto a chance to catch his breath. He was flushed and panting, bits of his blonde hair clinging damply to his forehead and temples. Sasuke brushed the hair away, and then levered himself up. He hadn't pulled out more than an inch when Naruto's legs clamped around him like a vice, pulling him back in and holding him there.
"Stay with me," Naruto mumbled. He opened bleary eyes, looking at him through his lashes. He licked his lips and let out a shaky breath. "Not done yet."
As far as Sasuke could see, Naruto was definitely done. He looked as if he were about to pass out. He was about to say as much when Naruto's hands slipped off the back of his neck and came together in front of his chest. For a moment he thought Naruto was going to transform into that female form again, and he didn't even want to know where that would place him when he was still inside of him. But the hand seals were different. He recognized the kage bunshin technique before Naruto even finished saying the words. Then there was a second Naruto crouched beside them, nude and aroused and smiling in way that made Sasuke want to dispel it with a punch to the face. He knew shadow clones were sturdier than regular clones, but who the hell would even consider summoning one during sex?
"Naruto," Sasuke said slowly, in a warning tone. "What is that thing for?"
"Thing?" the bunshin winced. "You don't have to be mean about it."
Naruto slipped his arms around Sasuke's neck again, pulling him down until there were only a few inches between them. He smiled deviously, "Didn't I tell you we'd be doing both?" He pulled Sasuke closer, forcing him lean all of his weight on him, and murmured into his ear. "You in me, me in you." He clenched tightly around Sasuke's cock, dragging a sharp breath out of him. "You're all mine, Sasuke.”
Naruto was an absolute pervert, Sasuke realized. If he hadn’t been buried to the hilt in Naruto, he might have reacted like a scandalized virgin. As it was, his face burned because he knew however outraged his first response might be, he was also curious. The clone leaned over him, warm against his back, fingers sliding over his skin, mouth kissing his shoulders. He knew it was Naruto, a perfect replica all the way down to his chakra. But when a slick hand rubbed over his ass, he had an overwhelming urge to turn around and make sure. He didn’t do it. After seeing the faces Naruto had made during sex, completely unaware, he didn’t want to put on a similar display of his own. He pressed his face tight against Naruto’s neck and held his breath, relaxing as much as he could. It didn’t help much when he was in such an awkward, strained position. The clone came all the way into him in one slow but unhesitating thrust. The burn seemed to arc along his back before falling to throb so his cock twitched where it was caught tight inside of Naruto. His ass clutched at the intrusion, feeling much fuller than it had his first time. And to think, Naruto had intentionally made this harder on himself. The masochist. He braced himself as that cock retreated, but it didn’t stop, didn’t even hesitate before leaving him empty. The shock of cold air had him clenching up just as the clone pushed back into him. The entry was searing and he shouldn’t have liked any part of it, but he did. He groaned, his hips straining with the need to pump into Naruto, only those locked legs keeping him from it. He opened his mouth and sucked hard on Naruto’s neck, causing him to hiss and tighten around his cock.
“Sasuke,” Naruto groaned, tilting his head back further as a thrust from the clone rocked Sasuke’s hips harder into him. “Not yet, don’t try to move yet. Just wait for me to catch up and we’ll go together.”
As if it were that easy. The clone was thrusting hard and fast into him now, it burned and hurt so good, but it wasn’t enough because the angle was all wrong. He needed to move, to lean back so he could meet the motions without his body straining so much. And Naruto was clenching around him again, so tightly it would only have taken a few shallow thrust for him to come. He pushed against the arms Naruto had locked around his neck, ignoring the way he squirmed in protest, until he could slip one of his hands between them. He found Naruto’s cock still slick from where he’d come, yet it felt as hard as his own, throbbing against his palm. There wasn’t enough room between them to stroke it properly, so he rubbed and squeezed until Naruto was fairly growling in his ear.
“You weren’t supposed to touch me below the waist,” Naruto bit out. He hissed and rocked into Sasuke’s hand as he was given a particularly rough squeeze. “Bastard! That’s cheating...” He loosened his arms enough for Sasuke to lever himself up. Then he caught a hand in his hair and crushed their mouths together.
They were more panting and gasping into each other’s mouths than kissing. Naruto’s legs finally unlocked and slipped away completely. That was all the incentive Sasuke needed. The clone was grinding into him, and he pushed back against it, pulling a few inches out of Naruto. Movement wasn’t as smooth as before. They would have to find something better to use than that cream. For now, his cock was still slick enough that he didn’t think he’d hurt him. He pushed back in hard, making Naruto choke and bend even more beneath him. When he tried to pull out again, the clone pushed down on his back, holding him in place. He snapped a sharp look over his shoulder, spotting that same devious smile Naruto had flashed him a moment ago. The clone pulled out of him entirely before pushing the head back in, just the head, which he immediately pulled out again. Heat flushed over Sasuke’s face as the clone continued to play with him, pushing just enough to open him up again and again.
“Naruto!” he groaned, eyes clenched tightly closed, not knowing which of them he was talking to. This was too obscene. He didn’t want to like this.
That cock was shoved all the way in and he cried out, his eyes flashing open again as he caught himself before he could fall on Naruto. Naruto was panting, mouth open and inviting, but he was also devouring him with his eyes. Sasuke was torn between diving for that mouth, which he really wanted to do, or following the hands that were now tugging at his waist, urging him to pull back. In the end, he pulled back. He was too close, and Naruto wasn’t close enough. There was plenty of room between them now, so he tightened his hand around Naruto’s cock, stroking him quickly. Naruto tossed his head with a low moan, his hips pushing against him. This time there was no interference when he gave a hard thrust into Naruto and immediately pulled back for another. The clone matched his pace, moaning and placing kisses over his back, which probably should have been disturbing but wasn’t. It was like being surrounded by Naruto, inside and out, and that was the entire point. Sasuke closed his eyes and let the sensations wash over him, tight and hot around him, burning and full inside. He only let one small bit of his attention shift, just enough to ensure that he continued to stroke Naruto’s cock evenly. He didn’t want to accidentally squeeze him too hard or forget him entirely. He waited until he could feel Naruto shuddering, clutching around him, his hips pushing in unconscious jerks against him. Then his control snapped like a trip wire, his body convulsed, and he didn’t know if he was falling forward or back.
He didn’t think he had blacked out, but he felt as if he had. He was lying on Naruto, gasping against his shoulder. His hand was trapped under him, damp enough to tell him Naruto had come, though he didn’t remember it. The clone was heavy on his back, making him wonder if Naruto could even breathe, crushed beneath them both. He didn’t know if clones were capable of coming, even shadow clones, but he could feel the cock inside him softening, so he supposed it had, in its own way. Naruto had an arm around his back and was brushing the hair off his cheek, humming and petting his face with the back of his hand. The tuneless humming reminded him of a cat, content and purring away. Naruto couldn’t be feeling too crushed if he sounded that pleased. Sasuke huffed, shifting his head so his cheek lay on Naruto’s chest instead of his shoulder bone. It wasn’t much of an improvement. He had no idea how he was going to move, let alone make it to the bathroom. Assuming they could even extricate themselves safely. That cream was undoubtedly drying up with every second that passed and he did not want a repeat of last time. He tried to shift out from between the two of them and found that all of his bones had been reduced to mush again.
“Relax,” Naruto murmured, petting his hair again. “When I dispel the clone, there won’t be anything left inside you. And I don’t mind if it hurts a little when you pull out. So let’s just stay like this for a little bit and enjoy the moment, okay?”
“It’s your ass,” Sasuke muttered tiredly. And he meant that literally.
Naruto laughed.
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TBC
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Sacrifice
Part 3: New
"Sasuke? Are you awake?"
If he hadn't been awake, that whisper, spoken into the nape of his neck, would have woken him for sure. "Yes," said Sasuke. He was glad for an excuse to open his eyes. Although he hadn't bothered to feign sleep, he had shut himself down as much as possible without actually dozing off. Naruto, on the other hand, was either better at faking sleep than he'd given him credit for, or had dozed lightly enough to wake without alerting him. He could have sworn the boy was deep asleep. "Why?"
There had never been any chance of him sleeping that night. At first Naruto had left plenty of space between them, but in place of the physical contact he so obviously craved, he had stared for over an hour, devouring him with his gaze until Sasuke wanted to scream at him. In the end, he hadn't screamed, hadn't even sighed in resignation once Naruto was finally pressed snug and content against his back. He'd already cemented his resignation in the shower. The way Naruto had panicked at having him leave his sight for a few short minutes warned him of what was the near future would be like. He thought he understood for the most part.
He was basically a new toy, though he preferred to think of himself as a new weapon, for pride's sake. A katana, to be specific, because he had been wanting one of his own for the last four years, the same amount of time Naruto claimed to have been wanting him. His father's blade had gone to Itachi and what wages he had earned from missions before coming back home had gone to his father. The clan and those hiring him had always supplied the equipment he used, and retained ownership of them once the task was completed. A new blade of his own was something he had wanted, knowing full well he had no way of acquiring one, so it was easy to compare that to the way Naruto viewed him. Having finally gotten what he wanted, he was wary of damaging it, losing it, or having it taken away from him. Once Naruto realized he wasn't going anywhere, he would relax, his focus would turn to other matters, and the shiny new blade would just be one more weapon in his arsenal.
Until that newness wore off, Sasuke had known sleep would be impossible. He was accustomed to solo missions and had honed his senses to react to the slightest change in his surroundings. Those reactions were especially dangerous now. It didn't matter that someone of Naruto's skill level should sleep lightly enough to deflect an attack. Any attack at all would be a breach of the Hokage's terms. He was confident he would be able to stop himself before delivering a deadly blow, but serious injury was a very real possibility. He would have to train himself to identify Naruto as an acceptable part of his personal space. That meant resting lightly and getting used to the scent, sound, and feel of him. He just hoped Naruto didn't have the same instincts he did. If Naruto was startled awake and lashed out at him, he would react with deadly force, and he doubted the Hokage would accept self defense as a valid excuse for killing his son.
Naruto snuggled closer, sliding an arm around his waist and pulling him back until they were flush against one another. "It was over too soon," he sighed. "It's so much better than that, really."
He wanted to do it again. For one frightening moment, Sasuke was poised to explode, either in blind panic or outrage. Fortunately, reason intervened before he could say or do something he would regret. It was the newness. He should have expected this, should have known he wouldn't get off that easily. What good was a new blade if he couldn't test its limits? A rushed, half-hearted fight wouldn't tell him anything, and certainly wouldn't be satisfying after the long wait. He knew that. But he honestly hadn't thought he'd have to do it again for at least a few days. Although he had enjoyed parts of it, namely the kissing and that hectic finish, Naruto's...dismount...had left him feeling more than a little raw. He didn't look forward to mincing his way to the bathroom a second time before daybreak. That whining complaint hadn't fully formed in his mind before he crushed it. He had never been one to complain about pain and this minor discomfort didn't even qualify as that. The hard truth was that he hadn't expected to enjoy any part of this arrangement. He had enjoyed it and with Naruto's determination to make him 'happy', he'd probably end up enjoying it again. He had no right to complain. If anything, he should have been grateful that Naruto wasn't taking advantage of the power he had over him. If all he'd wanted was sex, he could have had that, as much as he liked, without even taking him out of his cell. It wasn't as if he could do anything to stop him.
"Sasuke...?"
He rolled away slowly, giving Naruto a chance to release him, before sitting up. Naruto quickly sat up to face him. All it took was one look at the guilt and wariness on Naruto's face to tell him how lucky he was. If he refused, Naruto wouldn't push. Naruto wouldn't have even touched him again tonight, if he hadn't been so nervous and frustrated by the staring that he'd given him permission to. "What do you want me to do?"
"Nothing!" Naruto promptly blushed, his honesty getting the better of him. "Okay, a million things, but you don't have to do anything! Honest. It's too soon, I know that. And you've had a rough few days, you need your sleep."
"I won't sleep tonight regardless," Sasuke admitted. He was doing it again, he realized. Hadn't he been the one to push Naruto into continuing earlier? On some level he didn't want this to be simple, easy, or even pleasant. This was supposed to be the price of his freedom. If he wasn't working for it, wasn't doing anything at all to earn it, then what was he doing here? He could hardly defend his choice by claiming he'd been blackmailed into it when Naruto refused to pressure him. "You're making it far too easy for me to take advantage of you."
"What? Wait..." Naruto held one hand up and frowned off into the distance. Suddenly his eyes widened, his hand dropping to clench in his lap. A grin spread over his face and he gave an odd little hop where he sat on the bed. "Are you saying you want to? Take advantage of me? Because I'm totally okay with that!"
Sasuke had no idea why he looked so excited, his reaction was completely wrong. He scowled and tried again. "I was warning you." It was only right to do so, considering how fair and lenient Naruto was being with him. Too lenient for his own good, but he didn't feel obligated to point that out. "Do you want to be taken advantage of?"
"By you? Of course I do! Absolutely!" Naruto gave an exasperated laugh. "You can take advantage of me any time you want, Sasuke. And you don't have to warn me first. Hell, even if I'm asleep, I won't mind. If you feel like jumping me, just roll me over and have at it. I'm up for it any time you are!"
"You-" A lump of air became lodged in Sasuke's throat and he nearly choked on it, his face flaming red. What kind of pervert did this person have to be to twist his words that way? "I wasn't talking about that!"
"Eh?"
"I meant in general," Sasuke ground out. "You shouldn't make it so easy for me to take advantage of you. In general. I didn't mean-" He grimaced. "I have no intention of...jumping you."
"Oh." Naruto wilted, the color and happiness draining out of his face. He searched Sasuke's face and sighed at what he saw there. "You're not the slightest bit tempted?"
"No."
"Are you attracted to me at all...?"
"No."
Sasuke frowned when Naruto wilted even more. If he curled in on himself any further, he'd be in a fetal position. He didn't understand why Naruto was upset, or even surprised, by his answer. Were men in Konoha usually attracted to him? His features were certainly exotic compared to the people Sasuke was used to, and he obviously kept himself in shape. He didn't seem to have any off-putting features except the marks on his face, but Sasuke considered those striking in a positive way. Maybe Naruto was used to having men lust after him. For all he knew, it could be quite common here.
"Is it because I'm a guy?" Naruto asked quietly.
"Probably." He couldn't say for sure because- Sasuke's eyes dropped suddenly. Naruto was forming hand seals. He tensed, unwilling to act until he knew what exactly Naruto was doing. He shouldn't have been so honest. If his answers had angered Naruto enough to use a jutsu on him, then it was on his own head. He'd undoubtedly bruised his pride.
"Oiroke no jutsu!"
If Sasuke hadn't braced himself, he would have fallen off the bed. Instead, his mouth dropped open and his left eye ticked. He was wrong, he realized. Naruto had no pride to be bruised. There was no other explanation. He blinked slowly as he took in the henge. The face was rounder, the eyes even bigger, the hair ridiculously long and held up in a tail on either side of his...or, rather, her...head. The body was very different, thin arms, each breast as large as the head, a tapered waist, and the curve of large hips visible beneath the blankets. Sasuke felt his nose twitch and forced his eyes back up to stare, utterly appalled, at Naruto's beaming face.
"Is this better?" Naruto grinned.
"No," Sasuke blurted, in what came out more like a croak then a shout.
"Eh? Why not? Is it the hair color? The breasts?" Naruto cupped his oversized breasts, forcing them to perk in defiance of gravity. "Do you want them bigger?"
"No!" This time it was definitely a shout. Sasuke pressed his hands over his eyes, forcing himself to calm down. When he finally lowered them, he found Naruto pouting those pink lips and looking at him with confusion in his overly large eyes. He couldn't think of anything that could be more disturbing. "What are you doing...?" What was he thinking?
"This is one of my special techniques!" Naruto grinned. "I perfected it when I was just a kid. Back then I used mist to hide the naughty parts, but it still made my teachers blow at the nose." His feminine voice took on a sultry tone, "It never fails to get the straight men hot." He leaned closer and blinked when Sasuke cringed away. His smile was quickly replaced by confusion again. "Um...except for you, huh? You really don't like it?"
"No, I don't," Sasuke snapped. He was forced to scoot back when Naruto continued to lean toward him, those swaying breasts threatening to smack right into him. "Why did you transform into that?"
"I thought you'd like it better," Naruto said, frowning now. "If this isn't your type, just tell me what's wrong and I can fix it." Silence spread over them for a long while. Naruto huffed, folding his arms over his chest, underneath the breasts. He didn't miss the way Sasuke's eye twitched at the sight. "Are you sure you're attracted to girls?"
Sasuke scowled at him. "No. I never said I was."
"But you would have married one, right? If none of this had happened?"
"Yes. Arranged marriages are an Uchiha tradition."
"And you would have had sex with her, right?" Naruto prodded.
Sasuke shifted irritably, "Yes. To produce an heir. Will you undo that henge now?"
"In a minute. So you were planning to marry a woman and have sex with her. That means you've imagined it, right? Or at least thought about it before?" Naruto leaned toward him again, his eyes narrowing. "Touch them."
"Wha-" Sasuke watched dumbly as Naruto grabbed his wrist and smooshed his hand into one of those breasts. It was silky soft and squishy and had he eaten any more earlier, it would have all come right back up. He yanked his arm free and was out of the bed in seconds. He felt utterly violated. "What's wrong with you!"
"Me?" Naruto asked, a weird smile pulling at his lips. "What's wrong with you, Sasuke? Are you saying you would never have touched your wife's breasts?"
"I don't know what I would or wouldn't have done," Sasuke said scathingly, "but it makes no difference now. I'll never marry."
"Because of me," Naruto acknowledged. "You'll never get to have sex with a woman because of me, because I can't let you. But I can turn into one for you, see? I can look however you want me to."
"It's not real!"
"It feels real. It'll feel just as good as the real thing and I can hold it as long as you want, whenever you want. Well, when it's just the two of us." He grinned sheepishly, scratching his head and inadvertently sending his breasts swaying again. "I can't use this in public. Even when I'm dressed, I still cause nose bleeds."
Sasuke closed his eyes and spoke as calmly and quietly as he could. "Please undo the henge, Naruto."
"Kai!"
He had to take a few deep breaths before he felt calm enough to return to the bed. Even then, it was a while before he could look at Naruto. He had never felt so insulted in his entire life. "Let me see if I understand this correctly," he said, in a tightly controlled voice. "You're offering to transform yourself into a female in order to make it easier for me to have sex with you?"
"Yeah..."
The insult burned so badly it was a physical pain in his chest. "Who do you think I am?" he hissed. "I agreed to this knowing full well that you're male. I don't need you to degrade yourself to make anything easier for me. If my performance is what drove you to this, then that's your fault, not mine. You should have done it the way you wanted to and to hell with anything I had to say about it. You're the one with experience in this, not me."
Naruto recoiled, stricken, looking as if he might cave into that upright fetal position again. Then anger swept over his face so abruptly Sasuke barely spotted it in time to brace himself. He was shoved back against the bed and held there, an arm pressing down over his chest and Naruto baring his teeth in his face. Sasuke blanked his own face, unwilling to provoke or placate.
"You don't understand correctly," Naruto said flatly. "At all. There is nothing degrading to me about assuming a form you like. If you don't like it, that's fine, I won't bother. It makes no difference to me, either way. As for your performance, if I hadn't loved it, I wouldn't be dying to get inside you again. And I am. Dying, that is. But I also want you inside me. Since you're not attracted to me, I thought you might like it better if I had a vagina for you to use. I'd love it either way, so again, it makes no difference to me. And, just to be clear, I will never just do what I want and ignore what you have to say because I don't want that. Maybe I could make you like it, even if you didn't want to do it in the first place, but that sure as hell won't make you like me. And that's more important to me than whether we ever have sex again or not." Naruto shoved himself off, flopping on his back beside him with an angry huff.
Sasuke had no idea what to say to that. He stared up at the ceiling for a while, watching the vague flickers cast upon it by the lamp, which Naruto had never turned off. It might have hindered his staring session earlier if he had. He wondered if he should apologize. He wasn't going to, whether he should or not. One thing Naruto had said bothered him more than the rest. He frowned. "You want me inside you?" Small tremors shook the bed beside him. He was just turning to look when Naruto rolled over and buried his face in his shoulder. He was laughing.
"Sorry," Naruto mumbled, smothering his laughter in Sasuke's sleeve. "You just sounded so confused, like the thought never even occurred to you. You can't tell me it didn't feel good. Of course I want to feel it, too. Besides, I told you I was up for just about anything involving you and me. I throw the 'just about' in there because there a few things I don't think either of us would want to try. Like animals, certain food products..." He pushed himself up quickly so he could catch Sasuke's expression, which he promptly laughed at. "Yeah, I didn't think so. I'm fine with most kinks, but there are some that even I have to draw the line at. You should read some of the novels my God Father wrote. They'd turn your hair as white as his."
"No, thank you." He didn't even want to know how animals and 'certain food products' were used for sex. He frowned when Naruto dropped down to curl against his side again. "Would you want me to do it to you the same way you did it to me?" Naruto popped up again, looking him over warily. Sasuke couldn't meet his eyes. "I'm not ready to perform oral sex on you."
"You don't have to," Naruto said quickly. "In fact, I don't want you to. As badly as I want you right now, I'd come the second your mouth touched me and then you'd never speak to me again. Let's put that away in a 'someday, if you really want to' drawer and forget about it, okay?"
"Alright." It was pathetic how relieved he felt. He sat up, waiting for Naruto to join him before meeting his eyes. "Tell me what to do."
Naruto hummed thoughtfully, looking from him to the pillows and back again. Then a sly smirk curved his lips. "Toss me the gray jar and undress. Then get under the covers and leave the rest to me, okay?"
"Am I doing this, or are you?" Sasuke frowned, once he'd slipped under the covers. He was particularly suspicious about the covers. He wouldn't even be able to see what they were doing with their lower halves covered, and they'd likely make a mess of the bed this way.
"Both," Naruto grinned. "I'll get us started, but don't worry, once we get going you'll catch the hang of it real fast." He slipped under the covers and sat down on Sasuke's thighs. When he leaned forward so their cocks pressed together, and a light blush broke out on his cheeks. He tilted his head to nibble on Sasuke's ear. "Touch me anywhere you want as long as it's above the waist. If you don't want to touch me at all, that's fine, too. I'm not going to rush this time, so don't get impatient with me, okay? If I do something you really don't like, tell me and I'll stop. But try to enjoy it before you make up your mind." He rocked his hips, his voice husky. "It's so much better if you feel more and think less. I promise."
Just because Sasuke wasn't attracted to him didn't mean he didn't want to touch him. He'd already discovered this was better if he moved, participated. Was it an insult on him that Naruto expected him to simply lie there, too reserved or useless to do anything? Or was Naruto insulted, thinking he wasn't attracted to him enough to want to touch him? It wasn't Naruto in particular. He'd never been attracted to anyone. He simply hadn't. Aside from waking up hard a few times, and dismissing it as puberty, he hadn't dwelt on the issue. He'd heard enough from older shinobi during his various stays to know that most seemed absurdly obsessed with the topic, and disgustingly eager to share their exploits. He hadn't shared their interest. Even back then he'd known the difference was that he was an Uchiha and they weren't. As he grew older, he understood better. His parents had been first cousins, but he knew, if it were deemed necessary, the clan would wed brother to sister in order to preserve the bloodline. Sex for them was about duty and reproduction. Attraction had nothing to do with it. Maybe if he explained that to Naruto he wouldn't expect it from him, and neither of them would be insulted when he failed to get it.
Naruto kissed him suddenly, pushing him back into the pillow. His tongue plunged into his mouth and ravaged it. Sasuke was caught by such surprise that his eyes flew open and he made no effort to reciprocate. Naruto's eyes were closed, but his brows were drawn in concentration. That fit with the way he seemed so intent on mapping every bit of his mouth he could reach with that roving tongue. By the time the assault on his mouth ended, Sasuke barely had the breath to whisper. "Naruto...?"
"You weren't listening," Naruto huffed. He ducked forward to nip at Sasuke's lower lip. "Just feel, Sasuke. Stop thinking so much. Or at least think about me while we're doing this."
"I was thinking about you."
Naruto bit his lower lip again, harder this time. "Then try thinking something about me that doesn't make you tense up and drift off like that. Stay with me, Sasuke. We're just getting started. You have to stay with me to the end."
Sasuke didn't understand how Naruto could possibly feel insecure, considering the position he was in. He caught a hand in his hair. "I'm not going anywhere," he reminded him. Ever. He pulled him down for a proper kiss and this time Naruto drew him into his own mouth, rocking his hips and arching up against him. The gentle contact was nice, but he knew his own reaction came more from the kiss than from that teasing, subtle motion. It was all lips and tongues and heat and the little sounds Naruto made with each breath he let out. Was he even aware of those? Naruto shifted the kiss to his neck and Sasuke whispered into his ear, "I like hearing you." The effect was instant; Naruto shuddered and muffled a mournful little whimper against his skin. Sasuke supposed he should have felt guilty for taking advantage of him, but he had warned him not to make it so easy. Besides, it was just the truth.
Fingers tickled feather-light up his sides, thumbs drawing a heavy line up his stomach to his chest, where they paused, rubbing and circling his nipples. The mood was almost shattered completely when Sasuke recalled the squishy breast Naruto had shoved his hand into. He was no female. What did Naruto hope to accomplish with that? He was answered by his own body. It started as a tingle, a burn, and then the fingers pinched tight and he hissed at the sting. It hurt!
Naruto huffed a laugh from where he was abusing his neck. "Did that surprise you?"
He pulled on Naruto's hair, using a kiss to shut that laughing mouth up, except not, because he immediately began to make those little sounds again. Naruto's fingers were rolling and squeezing his nipples, both of which were especially sensitive now. Ever so often he'd give a painful pinch, punctuated by a hard rocking rub of their cocks together. Sasuke released his hair so he could retaliate in form and Naruto immediately returned to licking, sucking, and biting at his neck, but on the other side now. He was undoubtedly leaving red marks. Sasuke had seen quite a few of them in the bathroom mirror earlier. He didn't want to think about how many he'd have by the time they were done. Naruto's nipples were already pebbled and hard when his hands found them. He gave them a tentative squeeze and Naruto flinched, yelping his name. Was that a good yelp or a bad yelp? It sounded like a good one to his ears, but he couldn't be sure so he tried it again, a little harder.
"That hurts...!" Naruto whined. His head flew up the second Sasuke started to remove his hands. He sent him a liquid, half-lidded, look and a somewhat exasperated smile. "That doesn't mean stop, Sasuke. It hurts good." And he gave a nasty little pinch that had Sasuke wincing and glowering up at him. "Right?"
"Masochist," Sasuke accused.
"Only for you," Naruto said sweetly, before attacking his mouth with a vengeance.
Although Sasuke didn't freeze up in surprise, he didn't try very hard to drive the invading tongue out, either. He kept it company until it had its fill and then followed it home to return the favor. Naruto squirmed and gasped and had no problem with that at all. Then the mouth was gone, a hot fleeting path down his neck as Naruto backed up, pulling the edge of the blanket up over him so it framed his face like a cowl. Sasuke started to lean up, but a quick hand on his shoulder kept him down.
"This is the tough part for you," Naruto explained, "and the fun part for me. It'll probably go smoother if you can't see what I'm doing. Just try not to think too much. Please?" He started to pull the blanket the rest of the way over his head and paused suddenly. His eyes dropped and a wicked grin came to his face. "Oh...I can't pass that up..." He ducked his head, closed his mouth over one of Sasuke's nipples, and sucked hard.
"Shit!" Sasuke bit out. That wasn't some simple sting, it felt as if his nipple were on fire. He clenched his teeth when Naruto quickly did the same to the other one. When Naruto released him, both nipples looked every bit as inflamed as they felt, and Naruto looked inordinately pleased with the results. "What was that for?" Sasuke demanded.
"Didn't want them to miss me while I was gone," Naruto said impishly. He pulled the cover over his head before Sasuke could muster a proper glare to send at him.
Sasuke was left directing his outraged glare at a blanketed lump. He'd never been aware of his nipples having any sensations at all. Now they ached, and he had an embarrassing urge to rub them. That was probably the very reason Naruto had done it. He clenched his hands in the pillow instead. He was not going to be tricked into masturbation, even if Naruto wasn't in a position to watch. And Naruto certainly wasn't. He bent and spread his legs as Naruto crouched between them. It was so weird not being able to see what he was doing. He understood why Naruto wanted to do it this way, but it was humiliating that this was necessary at all. It was bad enough that he couldn't do it himself. Why was he so disturbed by the thought of Naruto doing it? Naruto actually wanted to do it.
He'd braced himself for the contact, the wetness, but when it came it was in completely the wrong place. Naruto nuzzled the side of his knee and licked the underside. Sasuke jumped, instinctively straightening the leg a little. He wished he hadn't when he felt a familiar burn set up there. The idiot was leaving a hickey on the back of his leg. Was Naruto trying to make sure that anyone who saw him knew exactly what they had been up to? Probably. That sounded just like something Naruto would do. He'd decide whether or not to foil his plan once they were finished and he had a chance to survey the damage. Or maybe it had merely been a distraction. One second his attention was on his leg and the next thing he knew, Naruto had swallowed him whole.
His back arched and he let out a choked shout. No warning, no teasing, and the slow rubbing from earlier hadn't prepared him at all for such direct stimulation. He could feel Naruto's lips closed around the base of his cock, sucking him in, his tongue rubbing and curling and sliding, and his throat swallowing around the head. Firm hands were holding his hips in place and he could figure out why. It wasn't as if he could get any deeper into Naruto's mouth, and with the bed behind him he couldn't exactly pull away. It was his back that moved, bowed and trembling, his toes digging into the sheet. He was struggling desperately not to come. He wouldn't stop Naruto this time, not if he could help it, but he couldn't come like this. Naruto couldn't possibly breathe as it was. If he came now he wouldn't even be able to swallow or cough it up, he could feel it himself, trickling down his throat agonizingly slowly. A low sound started in his throat, somewhere between a whine and a whimper, and Naruto finally eased up. One of those hands stroked his back where it had left the bed, the other massaging his stomach, coaxing him down. He let himself be coaxed, but he couldn't relax, couldn't trust it. Naruto would do it again and he wouldn't have any warning, he couldn't even see him.
At least he could feel Naruto's breaths now, cool against his damp flesh. Naruto took the head of his cock into his mouth, sucking lightly, his tongue rubbing, pressing, and sliding along the slit. Then he took it deeper, his lower teeth dragging lightly along the underside as he let it back out. Sasuke shuddered, hearing another strangely broken sound that he didn't want to acknowledge as his own. He brought a fist to his mouth and bit down until he tasted blood. Naruto had said he wouldn't torture him. Surely this counted as torture. He could feel himself panicking, his heart racing, his body breaking into a cold sweat, and he wasn't facing some deadly enemy, it was just oral sex. He wasn't even the one performing it. He should have been trained to get rid of this, this phobia. He was so close, and Naruto must have felt it because he bobbed faster, taking him deeper, sucking harder. Sasuke wouldn't stop him, refused to back out again, but he could at least warn him. "Naruto!" he cried, hating the sound of his voice. "Na-"
Naruto swallowed him down, gripping his ass and lodging him as deeply as he could get. Sasuke choked, clenching his eyes and teeth. He'd known Naruto would that. He'd known he would. But he couldn't stop himself this time. The hot vacuum of Naruto's mouth and what he imagined it must feel like for him, suffocating, drowning, it was wonderful and horrible, swirled in a muddy mess. It seemed to take him forever to come down. When he finally did, he couldn't move. He lay panting, gasping for air, and his body trembled, cold above the blanket, hot below. Naruto's mouth was gone, but he was still touching him, licking him gently, and he was too sensitive even for that. How was he supposed to do anything now, after that? He felt as if every bone in his body had been reduced to mush.
He heard a sound he couldn't place, like a quiet scraping. His instincts said it was familiar, not a threat, and refused to put forth the effort required to make a better identification. Then something slick ran along the cleft of his ass, Naruto's hand, and he realized the sound had come from the jar. The little gray jar. Naruto had taken it under the covers with him. Was he going to have sex with him now, then? He was certainly relaxed enough. But if Naruto thought he'd have the energy to reciprocate afterward, he was going to be disappointed. A finger slipped into him easily, it didn't even burn, but then there were two more. They twisted, bending and pushing, until Naruto found what he was looking for. Sasuke flinched as his nerves woke in one heated wave. He'd forgotten about that. The effect was similar to having a burnt chakra path awakened, he thought, with tired amusement. That spot didn't feel as good right now as it had during sex earlier, more of an uneasy throbbing sensation than the spikes of raw pleasure he'd felt before, but it had the desired effect. Naruto continued to apply sweeping pressure to it, milking it almost, and licking and sucking lightly on the underside of his cock as it slowly became erect again. Sasuke could feel it happening and was suddenly glad it was too dark under the covers for Naruto to see it himself. It was embarrassing that he needed that sort of stimulation to get hard again.
The fingers were withdrawn, and then a slick hand was lathering his cock. It wasn't until Naruto sat up, tossing the blanket back and climbing over him, that Sasuke understood. Naruto's face was dusted with an appealing blush, but he looked so damned pleased with himself that Sasuke glowered back at him. This only made Naruto smile wider as he came up to sit lightly on his stomach. Instead of kissing him, as Sasuke had expected he would, Naruto licked his chin and lips, detouring briefly to lap a path across his cheek. The behavior seemed bizarre until Naruto grabbed his right hand and licked at the bites he'd made. He must have gotten blood on his face. Sasuke hadn't realized he'd bitten that deeply. He hoped he hadn't gotten any on the pillow.
"You didn't have to do that," Naruto sighed, turning Sasuke's hand and eying the damage. He gave one more gentle lick before letting Sasuke pull it away. "I like hearing you, too, you know."
It was a lot more embarrassing hearing that from Naruto than it had been to say it to him. Probably because he didn't like the fact that he had made any noise at all. Sasuke would have glared if Naruto hadn't chosen that moment to scoot backwards. Naruto reached back to tilt his cock into position before pushing down on it. He was too tight. Sasuke would have known that even if he hadn't seen the grimace on Naruto's face. He caught his hips, stilling him. "Wait. You're not relaxed. Do you need me to...stretch you or something?"
Naruto let out a pained laugh. "Thanks for the offer. But I want it to hurt. It's like you're taking my maidenhead."
"Wha-" Sasuke hissed when Naruto suddenly forced himself all the way down. The tightness burned him enough that he could only imagine how it had felt for Naruto. Judging by the guttural whine coming from his throat, it was leaning toward awful. "Why-"
"Maidenhead," Naruto repeated, gritting his teeth. "You were a virgin, but I'm not. This way I can feel like one." He opened his eyes and smiled a little at Sasuke's blank expression. "Girls have this barrier inside, thin in some, thicker in others. The first time they have sex, it breaks and bleeds, and then they're not a maiden, not a virgin anymore. I don't know if it hurts more or less than this, but I like the idea."
"Masochist."
"I like sentimental fool better," Naruto huffed. He rocked slightly and then slumped over Sasuke's chest, clenching around him as he did so. "You have no idea how important this is to me," he whispered, nuzzling Sasuke's neck. "Don't make fun."
"I'm sorry." He wondered if Naruto would have given himself a 'maidenhead' if he had agreed to have sex with him in that female form. Naruto had warned him of his obsession. He supposed this was another part of it. He wrapped his arms around Naruto's back in an effort to keep him still. He obviously wasn't giving himself a chance to get used to this. Sasuke couldn't stop him from clenching, no more than he could stop himself from enjoying the sensation, but he could keep him from rocking and shifting around so much. "Be still for a minute."
"No chance," Naruto groaned. "I told you not to get impatient with me, I didn't say anything about me getting that way. I can't wait. I want you thrusting into me when I come." He clenched so tightly that Sasuke flinched, his knees drawing up to press against his back. Then he tugged on his shoulder. "Roll us over, just like I did with you."
For a moment Sasuke wasn't sure how to accomplish that. Luckily his arms didn't shake when he pushed himself into sitting position. Naruto wrapped his arms around his neck, his legs curling around his waist till the ankles crossed. He kept an arm around Naruto's back as he lowered him. He ended up pulling out a little on the way down, drawing a ragged breath from him and another groan from Naruto. A flex of those legs had them flushed together again. Naruto released the hold on his neck and caught his hands instead, entwining their fingers and pulling him down until he was leaning with his palms braced against the pillows, pushing Naruto's hands down to either side of his head. As if he were restraining him. Sasuke balked at the sight, not liking the smolder of satisfaction that bubbled up at having him in this position. He reminded himself that Naruto was the one who had set it up this way, not him.
Naruto's eyes were smokey blue when he opened them, and he finally relaxed, just a little. He took a shaky breath, nestling his head back more comfortably into the pillow. He licked his lips and loosened his legs enough that Sasuke would be able to move freely. Then he smiled. "Can I get the sharingan again? Just for a little bit?"
Maybe that was the real reason Naruto had become obsessed with him, Sasuke thought to himself. He had acquired the sharingan halfway through that fight, and Naruto had said his attention had been caught 'like a flash'. It wasn't likely Naruto would have run across any other Uchiha before him. He channeled his chakra to his eyes and smirked when Naruto let out a little moan. Did this count as a kink?
"Perfect," Naruto sighed. "You should see yourself, Sasuke." He curled his fingers tight in Sasuke's grip and tilted his hips up. "Move, please."
Sasuke moved tentatively, watching Naruto's face. He still thought he was too tight, but since he had nothing to compare him with, he couldn't be sure. He pulled out a little and when he eased back in, Naruto tilted his head back, baring his neck. The sight affected him more than it should have. He looked far too vulnerable. Was this why Naruto had been so eager to mark up his neck? The temptation was undeniable. Fortunately for Naruto, he wouldn't be able to bend close enough to touch that pale expanse without shifting their arms or releasing one of his hands. Naruto's legs shifted higher, until his hips were resting on Sasuke's thighs, his upper back, head, and arms, the only things firmly against the bed. Sasuke knew Naruto's lower back was going to hurt later, but if the blonde wasn't worried about it, he wouldn't be either. He gave a longer thrust, his eyes narrowing as Naruto tightened around him, and heard him give a rough moan.
"Faster," Naruto cried, digging his fingers into the backs of Sasuke's hands. "Hard and deep, just like I did with you."
"You want me to hurry?" Sasuke drawled, mimicking the words he'd been given earlier.
Amusement sparkled in Naruto's eyes, but his smile was darker than that. "I want you to break me into a million pieces, Sasuke."
His honesty unnerved him. He couldn't say he didn't appreciate it, though. He only knew as much about sex as what Naruto had shown him so far. Violence, on the other hand, was an old bedfellow of his. That was why he had enjoyed that hectic finish so much. If Naruto wanted the same from him, he had no trouble obliging him. He pulled back as far as he could without leaving him and thrust all the way in as if delivering a blow. It must have hurt, but Naruto arched into it, his legs clamping tightly so he was grinding them together. Sasuke groaned, a quiet sound compared to the mewling coming out of Naruto's open mouth. He wanted to kiss him so badly. Instead, he squeezed his hands, pressing them harder against the pillows, until those legs loosed enough for him to move as he wished. Every time he pulled back, Naruto took a ragged gasp that was released in a vocal form when shoved back into him. His hips met him every thrust, his legs catching the rhythm just as quickly. Every so often Naruto tightened his legs, forcing him to pause so he could stare up at him with a dazed and lustfilled look that made Sasuke want to kiss away whatever sense he had left. The pauses, and the frustration at not being able to kiss him, were likely the reasons Sasuke wasn't at all ready when Naruto came. Naruto's legs clenched, holding him tight, his hips bucking as he rode it out. He released Sasuke's hands and caught his hair, pulling him down. Sasuke didn't need to be pulled. He took Naruto's mouth in a kiss every bit as rough and invasive as the one he'd been given earlier. Naruto didn't mind, judging by the gentle way he pet his hair, fingers stroking the back of his neck.
He forced himself to stop after a bit, giving Naruto a chance to catch his breath. He was flushed and panting, bits of his blonde hair clinging damply to his forehead and temples. Sasuke brushed the hair away, and then levered himself up. He hadn't pulled out more than an inch when Naruto's legs clamped around him like a vice, pulling him back in and holding him there.
"Stay with me," Naruto mumbled. He opened bleary eyes, looking at him through his lashes. He licked his lips and let out a shaky breath. "Not done yet."
As far as Sasuke could see, Naruto was definitely done. He looked as if he were about to pass out. He was about to say as much when Naruto's hands slipped off the back of his neck and came together in front of his chest. For a moment he thought Naruto was going to transform into that female form again, and he didn't even want to know where that would place him when he was still inside of him. But the hand seals were different. He recognized the kage bunshin technique before Naruto even finished saying the words. Then there was a second Naruto crouched beside them, nude and aroused and smiling in way that made Sasuke want to dispel it with a punch to the face. He knew shadow clones were sturdier than regular clones, but who the hell would even consider summoning one during sex?
"Naruto," Sasuke said slowly, in a warning tone. "What is that thing for?"
"Thing?" the bunshin winced. "You don't have to be mean about it."
Naruto slipped his arms around Sasuke's neck again, pulling him down until there were only a few inches between them. He smiled deviously, "Didn't I tell you we'd be doing both?" He pulled Sasuke closer, forcing him lean all of his weight on him, and murmured into his ear. "You in me, me in you." He clenched tightly around Sasuke's cock, dragging a sharp breath out of him. "You're all mine, Sasuke.”
Naruto was an absolute pervert, Sasuke realized. If he hadn’t been buried to the hilt in Naruto, he might have reacted like a scandalized virgin. As it was, his face burned because he knew however outraged his first response might be, he was also curious. The clone leaned over him, warm against his back, fingers sliding over his skin, mouth kissing his shoulders. He knew it was Naruto, a perfect replica all the way down to his chakra. But when a slick hand rubbed over his ass, he had an overwhelming urge to turn around and make sure. He didn’t do it. After seeing the faces Naruto had made during sex, completely unaware, he didn’t want to put on a similar display of his own. He pressed his face tight against Naruto’s neck and held his breath, relaxing as much as he could. It didn’t help much when he was in such an awkward, strained position. The clone came all the way into him in one slow but unhesitating thrust. The burn seemed to arc along his back before falling to throb so his cock twitched where it was caught tight inside of Naruto. His ass clutched at the intrusion, feeling much fuller than it had his first time. And to think, Naruto had intentionally made this harder on himself. The masochist. He braced himself as that cock retreated, but it didn’t stop, didn’t even hesitate before leaving him empty. The shock of cold air had him clenching up just as the clone pushed back into him. The entry was searing and he shouldn’t have liked any part of it, but he did. He groaned, his hips straining with the need to pump into Naruto, only those locked legs keeping him from it. He opened his mouth and sucked hard on Naruto’s neck, causing him to hiss and tighten around his cock.
“Sasuke,” Naruto groaned, tilting his head back further as a thrust from the clone rocked Sasuke’s hips harder into him. “Not yet, don’t try to move yet. Just wait for me to catch up and we’ll go together.”
As if it were that easy. The clone was thrusting hard and fast into him now, it burned and hurt so good, but it wasn’t enough because the angle was all wrong. He needed to move, to lean back so he could meet the motions without his body straining so much. And Naruto was clenching around him again, so tightly it would only have taken a few shallow thrust for him to come. He pushed against the arms Naruto had locked around his neck, ignoring the way he squirmed in protest, until he could slip one of his hands between them. He found Naruto’s cock still slick from where he’d come, yet it felt as hard as his own, throbbing against his palm. There wasn’t enough room between them to stroke it properly, so he rubbed and squeezed until Naruto was fairly growling in his ear.
“You weren’t supposed to touch me below the waist,” Naruto bit out. He hissed and rocked into Sasuke’s hand as he was given a particularly rough squeeze. “Bastard! That’s cheating...” He loosened his arms enough for Sasuke to lever himself up. Then he caught a hand in his hair and crushed their mouths together.
They were more panting and gasping into each other’s mouths than kissing. Naruto’s legs finally unlocked and slipped away completely. That was all the incentive Sasuke needed. The clone was grinding into him, and he pushed back against it, pulling a few inches out of Naruto. Movement wasn’t as smooth as before. They would have to find something better to use than that cream. For now, his cock was still slick enough that he didn’t think he’d hurt him. He pushed back in hard, making Naruto choke and bend even more beneath him. When he tried to pull out again, the clone pushed down on his back, holding him in place. He snapped a sharp look over his shoulder, spotting that same devious smile Naruto had flashed him a moment ago. The clone pulled out of him entirely before pushing the head back in, just the head, which he immediately pulled out again. Heat flushed over Sasuke’s face as the clone continued to play with him, pushing just enough to open him up again and again.
“Naruto!” he groaned, eyes clenched tightly closed, not knowing which of them he was talking to. This was too obscene. He didn’t want to like this.
That cock was shoved all the way in and he cried out, his eyes flashing open again as he caught himself before he could fall on Naruto. Naruto was panting, mouth open and inviting, but he was also devouring him with his eyes. Sasuke was torn between diving for that mouth, which he really wanted to do, or following the hands that were now tugging at his waist, urging him to pull back. In the end, he pulled back. He was too close, and Naruto wasn’t close enough. There was plenty of room between them now, so he tightened his hand around Naruto’s cock, stroking him quickly. Naruto tossed his head with a low moan, his hips pushing against him. This time there was no interference when he gave a hard thrust into Naruto and immediately pulled back for another. The clone matched his pace, moaning and placing kisses over his back, which probably should have been disturbing but wasn’t. It was like being surrounded by Naruto, inside and out, and that was the entire point. Sasuke closed his eyes and let the sensations wash over him, tight and hot around him, burning and full inside. He only let one small bit of his attention shift, just enough to ensure that he continued to stroke Naruto’s cock evenly. He didn’t want to accidentally squeeze him too hard or forget him entirely. He waited until he could feel Naruto shuddering, clutching around him, his hips pushing in unconscious jerks against him. Then his control snapped like a trip wire, his body convulsed, and he didn’t know if he was falling forward or back.
He didn’t think he had blacked out, but he felt as if he had. He was lying on Naruto, gasping against his shoulder. His hand was trapped under him, damp enough to tell him Naruto had come, though he didn’t remember it. The clone was heavy on his back, making him wonder if Naruto could even breathe, crushed beneath them both. He didn’t know if clones were capable of coming, even shadow clones, but he could feel the cock inside him softening, so he supposed it had, in its own way. Naruto had an arm around his back and was brushing the hair off his cheek, humming and petting his face with the back of his hand. The tuneless humming reminded him of a cat, content and purring away. Naruto couldn’t be feeling too crushed if he sounded that pleased. Sasuke huffed, shifting his head so his cheek lay on Naruto’s chest instead of his shoulder bone. It wasn’t much of an improvement. He had no idea how he was going to move, let alone make it to the bathroom. Assuming they could even extricate themselves safely. That cream was undoubtedly drying up with every second that passed and he did not want a repeat of last time. He tried to shift out from between the two of them and found that all of his bones had been reduced to mush again.
“Relax,” Naruto murmured, petting his hair again. “When I dispel the clone, there won’t be anything left inside you. And I don’t mind if it hurts a little when you pull out. So let’s just stay like this for a little bit and enjoy the moment, okay?”
“It’s your ass,” Sasuke muttered tiredly. And he meant that literally.
Naruto laughed.
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TBC
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