Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Slow dancing in a burning room ❯ Chapter 5
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By: nuriko316 
Flashback continued and a little bit of Haruhi
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai / Drama / Action | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.18.2008 | Pages: 5 | Words: 5.8K | Visits: 763 | Status: Completed
Flashback continued and a little bit of Haruhi
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai / Drama / Action | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.18.2008 | Pages: 5 | Words: 5.8K | Visits: 763 | Status: Completed
…hello. Hope you enjoy the chapter. Oh, and thank you for the reviews. Here’s another serving, though its all stale and unappetizing…j/k
Chapter 5
[March 18th, 2008]
“Onegai, Jaraiya-jiji.”
“(sighs)…I don’t know. Tsunade-hime did ban me from this place.”
The raven-haired girl swung her arms up to tuck interlaced fingers just under her chin. “Onegai. I have never been to one before. I will be on my best behavior.” She directed her large and slightly watery blue orbs his way.
People in the vicinity paused to take in the scene. Some ignored the duo, in favor of going about their day, while others sent sympathetic looks toward them. Their pleading looks nearly matched that of the little girl before the legendary sannin. The streets were a little more busy than usual for the late afternoon.
The day was sweltering hot, with very few clouds drifting in the sky. There was not much of a wind, so few people would be taking advantage of such a leisurely activity. But, being a ninja village, many shinobi welcomed the relaxing quality that the establishment had to offer.
Eyeing the bathhouse reluctantly, the toad sannin sighed resignedly. “I’ll try, but if they don’t allow me entrance, we’ll have to go home.”
The girl immediately brightened and threw her arms around her jiji. “Yay!!”
Jaraiya heaved another sigh and began walking towards the entrance with an infectiously happy girl in tow. A small supportive group escorted the pair to the entrance. The frog hermit moved to speak to the host of the establishment to pay for their entry.
“(clears throat)…Umm…my granddaughter is visiting, we’ve been traveling for hours, and the first place she wanted to come to was here,” tried Jaraiya.
The hostess gave him a shrewd look. She was a short, matronly woman who knew all about the business world and how to deal with customers. Her beady eyes took in the pair as well as the small crowd behind them.
“Onegai, obaasan. I do not want to go alone,” the little girl added, not wanting to be forgotten in her crucial decision.
“It’s okay. We’ll go with you,” said a girl behind them.
Haruhi turned around to look innocently at the supportive group. Jaraiya only closed his eyes, smirking inside.
“Yeah, every girl has to experience one,” said a girl with a bun on either side of her head. She looked to the girl next to her, giving her a shove with her elbow.
“A chance to relax and relieve the stress of the day behind…,” added the pink-haired woman.
“…and a time for gossip,” interjected a blond with her forefinger in the air and an arm around the shoulders of the pink-haired girl.
“A-ahh, S-sakura-chan. What are you doing here?” Jaraiya grinned falsely, faltering at her glare.
“(gasp) Sakura-chan…” whispered Haruhi, attracting said girl’s attention.
“Your sensei wouldn’t happen to be joining you, would she?” asked the pervy sage.
Sakura regarded the legendary sannin for a moment before shaking her head in the negative.
A woman with long dark hair and milky pearl eyes spoke up, “You’ve been gone from the village for a while this time. I was hoping you could join us.” Sakura looked like she would object but kept silent.
“You want me to join you,” asked the old man with a leer growing on his face.
“No, ero-sennin. Your granddaughter too!” barked Sakura.
Jaraiya looked over at the laughing little girl next to him hearing a childish “ero-sennin.”
“Oh, so I guess you want to go home.”
That shut her up. A small smile fought its way to Sakura lips as she went to speak to the hostess to allow them access to the co-ed section of the bathhouse, a.k.a. the family section.
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“You’l l make a fine actress one day, Haruhi-chan,” complimented Jaraiya as he settled in the water, head tipped back with his arms spread along the concrete.
“I learn from the best,” said Haruhi as she fondly thought of her chichiue. She was currently sitting on one of the many rocks littering this section of the hot springs because she was too short to sit in the water like the other adults. She sat next to Jaraiya with her freshly washed hair wrapped in a towel. A towel was wrapped around her small body, but her necklace was in a basket with her clothes, back in the dressing rooms.
Ino, Sakura, Hinata, and Ten-Ten sat across from them in a more private end of the family section, getting comfortable. They had introduced themselves in the dressing rooms. The girls smiled at her comment.
“Besides, I want to become a ninja like my fathers,” added the girl matter-of-factly.
“Oh, you come from a line of ninjas, then,” Sakura commented, closing her eyes in apparent bliss.
“Hai.”
“Anyone we know?” Ino asked.
The girl shrugged indifferently.
“Hmm. So you are Jaraiya-sama’s granddaughter?” piped in Ten-Ten.
“Yeah.”
“I didn’t know you had any children,” threw in Sakura. “Although, you probably have illegitimate kids spread throughout the land.” This caused all the girls to laugh lightly.
“Well, when one travels as much as I do, one gets lonely. It’s only natural to want to share someone’s bed,” answered Jaraiya, not at all uncomfortable with the direction of their conversation.
“Jaraiya-sama, not in front of Haruhi,” reprimanded Hinata. Since they entered the water, she had not dropped this look-- a look as if a question plagued her.
Haruhi gave a shrug with a bored look adorning her face.
“So, Haruhi. This is your first time at an onsen? How do you…” Ino dropped off at Haruhi’s negative head shake.
Sakura smirked knowingly. “Oh, come on, Ino. You actually fell for that ruse?” She gave the woman a pitying
look.
Ino only shrugged then looked at her other companions to see if they were also fooled. They were. Sakura sighed. “She actually reminded me of someone.” Her voice was sad and regretful.
Hinata seemed to catch on. “Jaraiya-sama. Do you have any news about Naruto-kun? I know you cannot go into details, but is he okay?” Ino and Ten-Ten looked from Sakura to Hinata, before turning to Jaraiya with serious expressions.
“Ahh, he’s good.” Jaraiya wiggled a little lower in the water closing his eyes.
“That’s good,” said Hinata in a low voice, hoping for more details.
“So, Haruhi-chan, you’ve gone to a lot of hot springs, then?” asked the blonde.
“Umm, a few.” At Ino’s pleading look, she went on. “My chichiue would take me when we went on vacations. We play games and gorge ourselves on the food. He would read to me too.”
The women smiled at the memories of the child.
“Is this your first time in Konohagakure?” asked Ten-Ten.
“Hai. Actually, chichiue and I are moving here.”
“Oh, that’s great.” said Ino.
“Maybe, I’ll see you at the Academy. You may become a student of mine.” Hinata said invitingly.
“Oh, really. So, you work at the Academy?” Hinata smiled and gave a small nod. Haruhi looked at the other
three. “And you?”
“Ino and I are just kunoichi, but Sakura-chan is a medical ninja under the hokage herself,” answered Ten-Ten.
“I mostly work at the hospital, but sometimes I go on missions with other ninjas,” added Sakura.
“Oh, wow.”
“So are you girls still single, or…” Jaraiya interrupted, opening his eyes to four pairs of eyes in varying degrees of ice cold.
“Sakura is engaged to Hyuuga, Neji.” The blonde smirked wickedly.
“Ino!” She splashed some water at her friend.
“Congratulations,” said Haruhi politely.
“Huh? Oh, thank you.”
“Maybe a baby is in the works. Ah!” Ino coughed on some water that got in her mouth. “Don’t be so…(coughs) shy, forehead girl.”
A water fight quickly broke out, drawing in the rest of the group, except for Jaraiya, who had mysteriously gone missing.
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(Over seven years ago--continued flashback)
‘Mmm…where am I? Why do I feel so…heavy?’ The Uchiha took his time waking up, assessing the state his body was in. ‘It’s cold, but at the same time, not. I can feel the blanket under me. My body heat is successfully trapped within the confines of the blanket. My hair is damp, though. It’s a little hard to breathe. My lungs feel heavy and overworked; like there is a weight on my chest.’
“Someone’s not eating his green vegetables.”
‘What?’ The comment sounded low and garbled, so the Uchiha missed its words. He then felt a light pressure on his brow, before it trailed his nose down to his dry lips. The Uchiha remained still, not fully understanding the touches on various parts of his face and body. The connection between his sensory nerves and his brain seemed slow at translating the sensations. ‘I must be dreaming or under the influence of something…Kabuto! He better not be conducting some fucking experiment on me.’ Fear slipped into his veins colder than ice. The Uchiha hated to lose control of a situation. He knew not to let his guard down around the medical nin who had a taste for sadism.
“How could someone so soft hold so much power?”
‘Fuck! I’m already hallucinating. The dobe cannot save me this time.’
The Uchiha slowly gathered energy, hoping to gain some feeling in his sluggish limbs. He paused when he felt something sniff and nuzzle his neck. He was confused further when he heard as well as felt a deep purr emanating from the unidentified body before him. His body tensed when he felt something warm and wet swipe his neck.
‘…’
Yeah, his mind was blank. He was either going to make a wonderful meal for some wild beast or…well, he did not have an ‘or’. He winced when a hand ran through his tangled hair. Deciding now was the time to wake up and get himself out of this situation, he mentally prepared himself. A purr of contentment reached his ears, deep and feral, but obviously pleased. Not intent on becoming something’s meal, he slowly opened his onyx eyes. Blinking a few times to clear his vision, he noticed the grey, rocky roof over him. The ‘thing’ was currently sucking on his neck oblivious to his awakened state. A mass of spiky blond hair met his gaze. When the blond angled its head more, Sasuke caught a glimpse of prominent whisker marks. Ebony eyes immediately narrowed.
‘What the hell is the dobe doing?’
He was about to tell the blond off when said teen suddenly stopped to direct violet eyes at him. Elongated canines were revealed by smirking lips. In fact, the whiskered teen’s demeanor came off as cocky and heavily loaded with amusement in the mischievous violet depths. The powerful being emanating a slightly volatile chakra shifted above him just daring the Uchiha to refuse him. He inched closer, lowering his head to playfully nip at his lips. The Uchiha’s own dark eyes followed his former teammate’s movements. He lifted his arms, pushing on the blond’s shoulders and received a growl.
‘Is this Naruto or is he under the full influence of the Kyuubi no Kitsune?’
The Uchiha, who was still in a state of confusion, did not stop the fox vessel further or push him away. This Naruto was unfamiliar and he was not exactly sure how to proceed.
Naruto nuzzled his cheek and clenched his clawed hand in damp, raven tresses. Sasuke’s face remained expressionless betraying none of his confusion. So the Kyuubi holder proceeded to ‘study’ the Uchiha with fingertips (surprisingly mindful of his claws), nose, and lips. His lips lazily drifted over pale flesh. He gently caressed the Uchiha’s skin tracing the curves and angles in an almost worshipful reverence. Sasuke could feel restrained power and desire through trembling lips and fingers.
“S-sasuke…” whispered a voice roughened with desire and from the effort of controlling/suppressing the volatile chakra.
Sasuke opened eyes he had not realized were closed, catching sight of Naruto’s tightly closed ones. The hyperactive teen was panting hard; his hot breath warmed the Uchiha’s cool skin. Violet eyes opened to reveal a desperation matched only by desire and vulnerability.
The Uchiha was taken aback. Never before had he seen such a look directed at him. His rival/best friend appeared to be in some sort of pain. Sasuke had never considered if his sexuality may lean towards men…or really anything. He had one goal. All of his actions for the past three years, and even before that, were for that goal. The sacrifices made and the home he left behind were all necessary in his mind. All else were considered to be distractions. Love was something he felt no longer applied to him. Sex, on the other hand, was something he had not yet indulged in. To him it appeared to be troublesome. He was not oblivious to the lustful looks thrown his way in Sound, as well as Konoha, from women and even some men. But he ignored them all. If their ‘interest’ became too annoying or persistent he usually graced them with a murderous glare.
And yet, this was…different. This was Naruto. His relationship with the dobe was already hard to define. Teammates? Best friends? Brothers?
An image of his hand through the whiskered teen’s chest at the Valley of the End, entered his mind. Even now his feelings were conflicted. He needed to break his ties, this bond, he had with Naruto. But somehow the hyperactive ball of light always seemed to shine through his darkness. He was being reckless and stupid. If Itachi is right, that hatred was the missing ingredient in his quest for power, then there simply was no room for Naruto. Hatred was a word missing in the dobe’s vocabulary (at least when it came to other human beings) because he certainly had every right to hate the villagers for their unfounded discrimination. He certainly had every right to hate him for his betrayal.
And yet, the dobe still came back--still fought for him. He still considered him a friend, and no matter what he does to show his disregard for such a bond, the stubborn teen still pushes forward.
‘How can I become Hokage, if I can’t save even one friend, ne Sasuke?’
These whispered words from months before represented the blond in every way. Sasuke smirked remembering how Naruto said he would make his own nindo, or ninja code to follow.
The Uchiha hissed when Naruto promptly bit his neck and ground his hips onto his own. Naruto shifted to look directly down at his prey. He moved so that his hands snaked their way under Sasuke’s armpits to grab either side of his head, fingers threading through dark locks. He inched closer and glared at the pale avenger.
His voice dangerously low and growl-tinged said, “Your attention should be on me.” Warm lips touched Sasuke’s own dry ones, “…and only me.”
With that he applied more pressure. Sasuke closed his eyes, shuddering at his rival's words, and allowed the whiskered teen to continue. After a few moments he kissed back enjoying the feel of Naruto’s lips on his own. Naruto flicked his tongue out to tease the pink lips of the pale teen. When the Uchiha refused him access, the blond clenched both of his hands and whispered against lips, “Come on, teme. Let me taste you.” He added a teasing lick to trembling lips, smirking when they parted. The hot tongue plunged inside, running along a row of teeth before meeting with Sasuke’s own hesitant tongue. They kissed for a long while, unwilling to break this level of joining. Naruto tilted and twisted his head trying to reach every inch of his rival’s mouth. He moaned and snickered at various intervals to tease his stoic friend.
The Uchiha hesitantly raised his arms to grab a light hold of tan hips. He realized they were both naked and that it was necessary, for he remembered their fight and being knocked out. He had finally remembered after clearing his mind and focusing his thoughts, shortly after waking up.
One pale hand slowly made its way up a lean, muscled back to grab onto the blond’s shoulder. The Uchiha was eagerly returning the kiss, nip for nip. They parted for air several times but impatiently crashed their mouths together for more. Not wanting to lose control of the situation to the dobe, Sasuke grabbed unruly blond hair in one hand and clenched a muscular butt check in the other, causing the blond to ground his hips into his again. The two broke apart, overcome from the sensations created by friction.
“Hmm…,” let out a smirking blond.
The Uchiha watched as the blond moved down his body running his mouth along pale skin, nipping and licking here and there. He nuzzled the slim neck, giving it a long, achingly slow lick from the meeting of his clavicles to the bottom of his chin.
The raven-haired teen let out a sharp intake of breath when the blond paid special attention to his nipples. He lightly pulled on the buds with his teeth until the Uchiha tightened his hold on his hair.
“Itai…okay, okay.” He laughed a bit before licking the abused skin apologetically. He moved further down, his hands following, caressing the taut skin. Brushing fingers on the lean abdomen, he felt the muscles quiver under his touch. He lightly dragged his claws along the lean torso causing the teen to shudder. The pale avenger’s breathing was not as controlled as he would have liked.
The fox vessel dropped a few kisses along his ribcage, slipping his right hand down past the dark curls to confidently touch the half erect cock beneath him. The Uchiha only clenched whatever tan flesh he had a hold on.
The whiskered teen slowly stroked his ex-teammate’s member, intently watching the prideful Uchiha’s face for every little reaction on his face. It was hot in the sleeping bag. Exposure to the chilled air was welcomed to the sweating teens who ignored the weather conditions outside.
Sasuke was currently lying under his best friend/rival with his eyes closed, blissfully giving in to Naruto’s administrations. Dark eyes slowly opened in anticipation, for he could feel the warm breath of the blond on a very sensitive part of his anatomy. He slid his hands to rest on tan shoulders, before one hand rose to grab a hold of unruly blond locks.
“Yes, Sasuke?” Amusement clearly coloring his tone.
The teen only swallowed deeply shaking his head negatively.
“Hm…,” said the blond before taking his hand away to lay on a slim hip. He felt a familiar glare and looked up to confirm his suspicions. Catching sight of it he laughed warmly. He proceeded to lift the raven-haired teen’s right leg, bending at the knee. Nuzzling the creamy white skin of the inner thigh, he nipped and kissed across its smooth surface. He opened his mouth against the Uchiha’s thigh as if to bite, but he only teased the skin with his teeth, laughing when the teen wiggled at the sensation.
“Dobe, get on with it.”
Nuzzling the skin slick with saliva he asked, “Get on with what, teme?”
The Uchiha decided to forgo words, lifting his hips in answer. His cock leaking with precum brushed against a whiskered cheek. It bobbed in the air gaining the hyperactive ninja’s attention. The blond grabbed the base of the cock and gave it a few strokes.
“Say it.” He tried to be nonchalant about it, but Sasuke heard the command behind his words. He gave the cock a hard stroke to force the Uchiha’s decision.
“Uhh…dobe, mmm…”
“Tell me what you want me to do.” His left hand caressed the raised thigh, claws tickling the sensitive skin.
“I-I w-want…you,” stated the raven-haired teen finally.
“Uhuh,” said the blond, losing his husky tone while he rolled violet eyes. “And what do you want from me?” he urged. ‘This is like pulling teeth, Kyuubi.’
“You know what, dobe,” he said through clenched teeth. His pride could only handle so much, right?
‘Stubborn as always.’ “Uhuh. But you don’t seem to understand. I. Want. You. To. Say. It. Teme.” clarified the whiskered teen.
“Grr…”
‘I can’t believe it. He actually growled at me. I am so fucking him into the ground.’ A few moments passed with Naruto not altering his course until…
“Blow me!”
The blond shrugged unconcernedly. “Okay, works for me; though a ‘please’ wouldn’t hurt.”
“Please,” said the older teen through clenched teeth.
“My pleasure,” husked the blond before giving the leaking head a swipe with the flat of his tongue. He heard the teen take in a sharp breath of air and felt the hand on his shoulder clench. The blond took his time laving up the member before opening his mouth to lightly suck the head.
“uuhh…” The raven-haired teen had his eyes closed again and his head tilted to the side. His hand appreciatively combed through blond tresses as the whiskered teen nibbled his way down and back up the erect
organ. He rolled his hips upwards, hoping to direct a more favorable attention to his cock. He scowled when he heard the light chuckle. “Dobe, enough teasing.”
With that, Naruto inserted the slick organ in his mouth again, smirking around the cock upon hearing the gasp. He set a steady pace, allowing the Uchiha to get used to the feeling. His left hand moved from the quivering thigh to glide along the sweat-slicked skin of Sasuke’s lean torso. He felt the ridges from the teen’s ribs and moved to tease erect nipples.
‘Sasuke is nice and incoherent. How about now, Kyuubi?’
[Now is perfect. Move slowly and take your time] ((A/N: What? You thought Naruto knew what he was doing? Nope. Kyuubi has been feeding him advice on how to proceed. Well, some advice))
Naruto slid his hand up the slim neck and inserted a finger in the slightly open mouth. The Uchiha briefly opened his eyes, but ignorantly shut them as well as his pink lips. He sucked on the digit, mind only on the pleasure brought on by his ex-teammate. When Naruto inserted another finger, he moaned on the digits, body writhing in pleasure. Naruto spread the pale legs apart moving his mouth along the sensitive tissue, sucking on the balls before taking his tongue further down. He practically bathed the private area, aroused by the smell of musk and sweat coming from the stubborn Uchiha. He parted the creamy white cheeks with two hands to delve further in.
He glanced up to read the Uchiha’s face who had been nearly silent during his administrations. He could not tell if he was pissed or not. The raven-haired teen had a strained, sort of pinched look on his face. His dark brows were furrowed as sweat glistened along his forehead and across his nose. His mouth was tight-lipped, intent on not releasing more traitorous, slightly incoherent words.
Sasuke felt a slick clawed finger at his entrance and tensed. He hissed in shock and slight pain when it entered him.
“D-dobe! Get off,” commanded the Uchiha.
“Oh, I plan to get off. Don’t worry.” When the Uchiha looked as if he would protest more, he added soothingly, “Shh…”
The Uchiha lifted his head to look, seeing a hungry and determined pair of violet eyes.
Naruto then grabbed the pale cock, focusing a challenging look at the teme, and dipped his tongue to swipe the very tip of the head. All the while, his finger was pumping in and out, curving and twisting to feel the restrictive walls.
The Uchiha looked pissed. Deep purple eyes glinted with amusement, smirking arrogantly at his prey, before inserting another finger.
Brows furrowed in concentration and bottom lip tucked between a perfect set of teeth, the Uchiha rose on his forearms as his legs were spread further.
Naruto dropped a few kisses on a pale thigh before licking his way to suck on a hipbone. His fingers appeared to be searching for something as they stretched the soft walls.
“Guuhh!” exclaimed the raven, arching his back giving Naruto the opportunity to sink his canines onto a slim hip. The Uchiha gasped at the simultaneous feel of pain and pleasure, falling flat on the bedding. Naruto continued to hit that elusive spot while licking at the new wound apologetically.
The Uchiha planted his heels on the floor, writhing in apparent ecstasy as his hips shifted onto Naruto’s fingers in a steady rhythm. His fingers clenched the sleeping bag and his back arched in pleasure again. Head tilted back, his teeth still holding his lip, he let out muffled moans and groans, cursing occasionally.
Naruto was painfully aroused by this sight. The sweat-glistened pale skin of a lean torso rose and fell rapidly
trying to provide oxygen to starved lungs. At that moment, Naruto knew he could never give this up--give HIM up. The Uchiha belonged to him as much as he belonged to him. A feeling of feral possessiveness hit him, spreading through his veins, to his heated skin, consuming him.
Sasuke felt he was on the verge of…something. He thrust his hips faster, intent on achieving that unnamed goal. Ignoring the loud growl, he moved faster before furrowing his brows in confusion at the removal of those pleasurable digits.
“Dobe, what the…,” he huffed, mind still clouded and unclear.
He opened his eyes to glare at the blond, who had just moved back over him, filling up his view. The blond seemed pissed for some unknown reason as he moved two pale, unresponsive legs to his shoulders. His movements appeared frantic and the Uchiha did not take notice of the blond’s large cock, as he pondered the change in his friend. He tried to read the anxious whiskered face, hoping the teen would look up to show his usually expressive eyes to him. But Naruto seemed intent on another matter as he spit on his fingers, using his saliva to coat his member. He placed the head at his rival’s entrance, pushing it in, before leaning over the Uchiha.
Sasuke gasped at the intense look on the fox vessel’s face, violet eyes glimmering with lust and a sense of panic. ‘Panic?’ “Dobe, wha-mphh…”
Naruto had crushed his lips onto his friend’s, growling in frustration and pleasure. He deepened the kiss to something desperate and instinctual, sliding his right hand into sweaty black locks. His left hand slid under the teen’s back to grab a strong hold of a pale shoulder, mindful of his claws. He broke the kiss, nipping the abused lips a few times.
“S-sasuke, I-I…” whispered the blond on quivering lips.
The Uchiha tensed, opening his eyes to glare at the teen above. They were both panting. Their pounding hearts could be felt through heated skin. The blond’s whisker marks were still more prominent than usual. Sasuke watched as hesitant blue eyes shifted its gaze from his own lips up further to meet his onyx eyes. He glimpsed in the blue orbs what the blond wanted to say and what he, himself was feeling. It was just a glimpse before Naruto hid the emotion in favor of slamming his hips onto him, inserting himself to the hilt.
“Aahh…(hiss),” ebony eyes closed at the pain. “Fuck.” He concentrated on regulating his breathing, trying in vain to ignore the pain. ‘The dobe is definitely larger than two fingers.’ He leaned his head back on the sleeping bag in which his fingers were currently clenched, intent on relaxing his muscles. Naruto had not moved, but was panting heavily onto the crook of the Uchiha’s neck. Sasuke could feel the teen trembling, on him as well as in him. He could feel a deep rumbling emanating from the blond’s chest. He guessed that the blond was trying to control himself from hurting him. Taking a deep breath, he rested one hand on a tan hip while the other combed through sweaty sunshine hair. ‘The pain is starting to go away, but it is still uncomfortable.’ When the hand on the blond’s hip gently stroked the skin encouragingly, Naruto nuzzled his neck affectionately, purring his appreciation. So the raven-haired teen dropped a kiss on the blond’s sweaty brow, whispering, “Move, dobe.”
Head still tucked into Sasuke’s neck, he gave a shallow thrust, earning a sharp gasp from his teammate. A spine-tingling shiver coursed through the older teen and he could feel the smirk from the whiskered teen’s lips on his neck. Naruto shifted above him adjusting pale legs that had fallen off his shoulders. He looked to the Uchiha for a sign that he was ready and at the curt nod, he pulled back only to drive his member back in. He did this a few times making a few adjustments to accommodate a faster pace. Finding it, he grabbed onto slim hips, creating a slow, steady rhythm.
For the Uchiha, the pain had dissipated, wonderfully shifting to something pleasurable. His teeth were clenched to refrain from moaning like some wanton whore. He felt a hand leave his hip to grab at his hair before a husky whisper tickled his ear. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. I want to hear you, teme.” With that he licked the shell of a fair ear, thrusting harder, deeper, and faster.
“Mphh…”
Naruto rolled his eyes at the stubborn Uchiha before smiling mischievously. He tilted his hips, intent on finding that sensitive gland again. He watched as the look of intense concentration on the raven-haired teen switched to that of open-eyed shock.
“Ahh…(hiss)…ohh.”
“M mm. That’s better.” Grunted the blond as he patted a pale butt cheek.
The Uchiha attempted a glare, but gave up. The sensations were overpowering, bombarding him from every direction. Naruto continued to aim for that spot earning more moans and curses from his friend. He grabbed Sasuke’s neglected member and jerked him off hard and fast, attempting to match his own furious pace.
The Uchiha thrust his own hips, meeting Naruto’s strong hand and cock alternately. He could feel that his end was fast approaching. The buildup was driving him crazy. His nerves seemed to be on fire as they tingled with intense pleasure. Toes curling, lean torso arching, Sasuke shouted out Naruto’s name, cumming almost violently.
“Shit! Sasukeee!” Naruto came from both the tightened hold on his cock as well as the look of ecstasy on the teme’s face. He collapsed bonelessly onto the panting Uchiha and attempted to calm his breathing. The sounds of harsh breathing mixed with the furious sounds of the blizzard.
“D-dobe,” panted the Uchiha. “You’re heavy. Get off.”
“I just did. If you want another go, you’re gonna have to wait,” answered the blond jokingly. He could feel the unmistakable glare that only an Uchiha could give.
TBC
I really hope you liked the chapter. This one caused more trouble for me. Again the timing of certain events switched in my head sometimes. Being the second lemon, I was afraid it would mirror my first one (from chp. 7 of who are you..). Oh well…
I apologize for any grammatical errors. In my opinion, this was not such a great chapter. A lot of editing was needed. Sorry for how long this one took. Again school, work, and family took up my time. Not to mention that this chapter took four days to type--dreading the inevitable, I guess.
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I just know I’m gonna get a review about how wrong I was (in reference to who was seme or uke). I did for my other story, but contrary to popular belief, I do know what I am doing. So No; Naruto doesn’t get impregnated when he was clearly seme in this chapter. But of course, I mean this in the nicest way possible. It shows me what you guys are thinking or how you are reacting to my writing. If I have to clarify something, let me know. But I do love the support you all have shown me. Even the reviews to urge me to upload and update ummm….sooner. You guys are awesome. Yep, I am in awe of your awesomeness (I’m such a dork), dedication, interest, and patience.
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Chapter 5
[March 18th, 2008]
“Onegai, Jaraiya-jiji.”
“(sighs)…I don’t know. Tsunade-hime did ban me from this place.”
The raven-haired girl swung her arms up to tuck interlaced fingers just under her chin. “Onegai. I have never been to one before. I will be on my best behavior.” She directed her large and slightly watery blue orbs his way.
People in the vicinity paused to take in the scene. Some ignored the duo, in favor of going about their day, while others sent sympathetic looks toward them. Their pleading looks nearly matched that of the little girl before the legendary sannin. The streets were a little more busy than usual for the late afternoon.
The day was sweltering hot, with very few clouds drifting in the sky. There was not much of a wind, so few people would be taking advantage of such a leisurely activity. But, being a ninja village, many shinobi welcomed the relaxing quality that the establishment had to offer.
Eyeing the bathhouse reluctantly, the toad sannin sighed resignedly. “I’ll try, but if they don’t allow me entrance, we’ll have to go home.”
The girl immediately brightened and threw her arms around her jiji. “Yay!!”
Jaraiya heaved another sigh and began walking towards the entrance with an infectiously happy girl in tow. A small supportive group escorted the pair to the entrance. The frog hermit moved to speak to the host of the establishment to pay for their entry.
“(clears throat)…Umm…my granddaughter is visiting, we’ve been traveling for hours, and the first place she wanted to come to was here,” tried Jaraiya.
The hostess gave him a shrewd look. She was a short, matronly woman who knew all about the business world and how to deal with customers. Her beady eyes took in the pair as well as the small crowd behind them.
“Onegai, obaasan. I do not want to go alone,” the little girl added, not wanting to be forgotten in her crucial decision.
“It’s okay. We’ll go with you,” said a girl behind them.
Haruhi turned around to look innocently at the supportive group. Jaraiya only closed his eyes, smirking inside.
“Yeah, every girl has to experience one,” said a girl with a bun on either side of her head. She looked to the girl next to her, giving her a shove with her elbow.
“A chance to relax and relieve the stress of the day behind…,” added the pink-haired woman.
“…and a time for gossip,” interjected a blond with her forefinger in the air and an arm around the shoulders of the pink-haired girl.
“A-ahh, S-sakura-chan. What are you doing here?” Jaraiya grinned falsely, faltering at her glare.
“(gasp) Sakura-chan…” whispered Haruhi, attracting said girl’s attention.
“Your sensei wouldn’t happen to be joining you, would she?” asked the pervy sage.
Sakura regarded the legendary sannin for a moment before shaking her head in the negative.
A woman with long dark hair and milky pearl eyes spoke up, “You’ve been gone from the village for a while this time. I was hoping you could join us.” Sakura looked like she would object but kept silent.
“You want me to join you,” asked the old man with a leer growing on his face.
“No, ero-sennin. Your granddaughter too!” barked Sakura.
Jaraiya looked over at the laughing little girl next to him hearing a childish “ero-sennin.”
“Oh, so I guess you want to go home.”
That shut her up. A small smile fought its way to Sakura lips as she went to speak to the hostess to allow them access to the co-ed section of the bathhouse, a.k.a. the family section.
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“You’l l make a fine actress one day, Haruhi-chan,” complimented Jaraiya as he settled in the water, head tipped back with his arms spread along the concrete.
“I learn from the best,” said Haruhi as she fondly thought of her chichiue. She was currently sitting on one of the many rocks littering this section of the hot springs because she was too short to sit in the water like the other adults. She sat next to Jaraiya with her freshly washed hair wrapped in a towel. A towel was wrapped around her small body, but her necklace was in a basket with her clothes, back in the dressing rooms.
Ino, Sakura, Hinata, and Ten-Ten sat across from them in a more private end of the family section, getting comfortable. They had introduced themselves in the dressing rooms. The girls smiled at her comment.
“Besides, I want to become a ninja like my fathers,” added the girl matter-of-factly.
“Oh, you come from a line of ninjas, then,” Sakura commented, closing her eyes in apparent bliss.
“Hai.”
“Anyone we know?” Ino asked.
The girl shrugged indifferently.
“Hmm. So you are Jaraiya-sama’s granddaughter?” piped in Ten-Ten.
“Yeah.”
“I didn’t know you had any children,” threw in Sakura. “Although, you probably have illegitimate kids spread throughout the land.” This caused all the girls to laugh lightly.
“Well, when one travels as much as I do, one gets lonely. It’s only natural to want to share someone’s bed,” answered Jaraiya, not at all uncomfortable with the direction of their conversation.
“Jaraiya-sama, not in front of Haruhi,” reprimanded Hinata. Since they entered the water, she had not dropped this look-- a look as if a question plagued her.
Haruhi gave a shrug with a bored look adorning her face.
“So, Haruhi. This is your first time at an onsen? How do you…” Ino dropped off at Haruhi’s negative head shake.
Sakura smirked knowingly. “Oh, come on, Ino. You actually fell for that ruse?” She gave the woman a pitying
look.
Ino only shrugged then looked at her other companions to see if they were also fooled. They were. Sakura sighed. “She actually reminded me of someone.” Her voice was sad and regretful.
Hinata seemed to catch on. “Jaraiya-sama. Do you have any news about Naruto-kun? I know you cannot go into details, but is he okay?” Ino and Ten-Ten looked from Sakura to Hinata, before turning to Jaraiya with serious expressions.
“Ahh, he’s good.” Jaraiya wiggled a little lower in the water closing his eyes.
“That’s good,” said Hinata in a low voice, hoping for more details.
“So, Haruhi-chan, you’ve gone to a lot of hot springs, then?” asked the blonde.
“Umm, a few.” At Ino’s pleading look, she went on. “My chichiue would take me when we went on vacations. We play games and gorge ourselves on the food. He would read to me too.”
The women smiled at the memories of the child.
“Is this your first time in Konohagakure?” asked Ten-Ten.
“Hai. Actually, chichiue and I are moving here.”
“Oh, that’s great.” said Ino.
“Maybe, I’ll see you at the Academy. You may become a student of mine.” Hinata said invitingly.
“Oh, really. So, you work at the Academy?” Hinata smiled and gave a small nod. Haruhi looked at the other
three. “And you?”
“Ino and I are just kunoichi, but Sakura-chan is a medical ninja under the hokage herself,” answered Ten-Ten.
“I mostly work at the hospital, but sometimes I go on missions with other ninjas,” added Sakura.
“Oh, wow.”
“So are you girls still single, or…” Jaraiya interrupted, opening his eyes to four pairs of eyes in varying degrees of ice cold.
“Sakura is engaged to Hyuuga, Neji.” The blonde smirked wickedly.
“Ino!” She splashed some water at her friend.
“Congratulations,” said Haruhi politely.
“Huh? Oh, thank you.”
“Maybe a baby is in the works. Ah!” Ino coughed on some water that got in her mouth. “Don’t be so…(coughs) shy, forehead girl.”
A water fight quickly broke out, drawing in the rest of the group, except for Jaraiya, who had mysteriously gone missing.
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(Over seven years ago--continued flashback)
‘Mmm…where am I? Why do I feel so…heavy?’ The Uchiha took his time waking up, assessing the state his body was in. ‘It’s cold, but at the same time, not. I can feel the blanket under me. My body heat is successfully trapped within the confines of the blanket. My hair is damp, though. It’s a little hard to breathe. My lungs feel heavy and overworked; like there is a weight on my chest.’
“Someone’s not eating his green vegetables.”
‘What?’ The comment sounded low and garbled, so the Uchiha missed its words. He then felt a light pressure on his brow, before it trailed his nose down to his dry lips. The Uchiha remained still, not fully understanding the touches on various parts of his face and body. The connection between his sensory nerves and his brain seemed slow at translating the sensations. ‘I must be dreaming or under the influence of something…Kabuto! He better not be conducting some fucking experiment on me.’ Fear slipped into his veins colder than ice. The Uchiha hated to lose control of a situation. He knew not to let his guard down around the medical nin who had a taste for sadism.
“How could someone so soft hold so much power?”
‘Fuck! I’m already hallucinating. The dobe cannot save me this time.’
The Uchiha slowly gathered energy, hoping to gain some feeling in his sluggish limbs. He paused when he felt something sniff and nuzzle his neck. He was confused further when he heard as well as felt a deep purr emanating from the unidentified body before him. His body tensed when he felt something warm and wet swipe his neck.
‘…’
Yeah, his mind was blank. He was either going to make a wonderful meal for some wild beast or…well, he did not have an ‘or’. He winced when a hand ran through his tangled hair. Deciding now was the time to wake up and get himself out of this situation, he mentally prepared himself. A purr of contentment reached his ears, deep and feral, but obviously pleased. Not intent on becoming something’s meal, he slowly opened his onyx eyes. Blinking a few times to clear his vision, he noticed the grey, rocky roof over him. The ‘thing’ was currently sucking on his neck oblivious to his awakened state. A mass of spiky blond hair met his gaze. When the blond angled its head more, Sasuke caught a glimpse of prominent whisker marks. Ebony eyes immediately narrowed.
‘What the hell is the dobe doing?’
He was about to tell the blond off when said teen suddenly stopped to direct violet eyes at him. Elongated canines were revealed by smirking lips. In fact, the whiskered teen’s demeanor came off as cocky and heavily loaded with amusement in the mischievous violet depths. The powerful being emanating a slightly volatile chakra shifted above him just daring the Uchiha to refuse him. He inched closer, lowering his head to playfully nip at his lips. The Uchiha’s own dark eyes followed his former teammate’s movements. He lifted his arms, pushing on the blond’s shoulders and received a growl.
‘Is this Naruto or is he under the full influence of the Kyuubi no Kitsune?’
The Uchiha, who was still in a state of confusion, did not stop the fox vessel further or push him away. This Naruto was unfamiliar and he was not exactly sure how to proceed.
Naruto nuzzled his cheek and clenched his clawed hand in damp, raven tresses. Sasuke’s face remained expressionless betraying none of his confusion. So the Kyuubi holder proceeded to ‘study’ the Uchiha with fingertips (surprisingly mindful of his claws), nose, and lips. His lips lazily drifted over pale flesh. He gently caressed the Uchiha’s skin tracing the curves and angles in an almost worshipful reverence. Sasuke could feel restrained power and desire through trembling lips and fingers.
“S-sasuke…” whispered a voice roughened with desire and from the effort of controlling/suppressing the volatile chakra.
Sasuke opened eyes he had not realized were closed, catching sight of Naruto’s tightly closed ones. The hyperactive teen was panting hard; his hot breath warmed the Uchiha’s cool skin. Violet eyes opened to reveal a desperation matched only by desire and vulnerability.
The Uchiha was taken aback. Never before had he seen such a look directed at him. His rival/best friend appeared to be in some sort of pain. Sasuke had never considered if his sexuality may lean towards men…or really anything. He had one goal. All of his actions for the past three years, and even before that, were for that goal. The sacrifices made and the home he left behind were all necessary in his mind. All else were considered to be distractions. Love was something he felt no longer applied to him. Sex, on the other hand, was something he had not yet indulged in. To him it appeared to be troublesome. He was not oblivious to the lustful looks thrown his way in Sound, as well as Konoha, from women and even some men. But he ignored them all. If their ‘interest’ became too annoying or persistent he usually graced them with a murderous glare.
And yet, this was…different. This was Naruto. His relationship with the dobe was already hard to define. Teammates? Best friends? Brothers?
An image of his hand through the whiskered teen’s chest at the Valley of the End, entered his mind. Even now his feelings were conflicted. He needed to break his ties, this bond, he had with Naruto. But somehow the hyperactive ball of light always seemed to shine through his darkness. He was being reckless and stupid. If Itachi is right, that hatred was the missing ingredient in his quest for power, then there simply was no room for Naruto. Hatred was a word missing in the dobe’s vocabulary (at least when it came to other human beings) because he certainly had every right to hate the villagers for their unfounded discrimination. He certainly had every right to hate him for his betrayal.
And yet, the dobe still came back--still fought for him. He still considered him a friend, and no matter what he does to show his disregard for such a bond, the stubborn teen still pushes forward.
‘How can I become Hokage, if I can’t save even one friend, ne Sasuke?’
These whispered words from months before represented the blond in every way. Sasuke smirked remembering how Naruto said he would make his own nindo, or ninja code to follow.
The Uchiha hissed when Naruto promptly bit his neck and ground his hips onto his own. Naruto shifted to look directly down at his prey. He moved so that his hands snaked their way under Sasuke’s armpits to grab either side of his head, fingers threading through dark locks. He inched closer and glared at the pale avenger.
His voice dangerously low and growl-tinged said, “Your attention should be on me.” Warm lips touched Sasuke’s own dry ones, “…and only me.”
With that he applied more pressure. Sasuke closed his eyes, shuddering at his rival's words, and allowed the whiskered teen to continue. After a few moments he kissed back enjoying the feel of Naruto’s lips on his own. Naruto flicked his tongue out to tease the pink lips of the pale teen. When the Uchiha refused him access, the blond clenched both of his hands and whispered against lips, “Come on, teme. Let me taste you.” He added a teasing lick to trembling lips, smirking when they parted. The hot tongue plunged inside, running along a row of teeth before meeting with Sasuke’s own hesitant tongue. They kissed for a long while, unwilling to break this level of joining. Naruto tilted and twisted his head trying to reach every inch of his rival’s mouth. He moaned and snickered at various intervals to tease his stoic friend.
The Uchiha hesitantly raised his arms to grab a light hold of tan hips. He realized they were both naked and that it was necessary, for he remembered their fight and being knocked out. He had finally remembered after clearing his mind and focusing his thoughts, shortly after waking up.
One pale hand slowly made its way up a lean, muscled back to grab onto the blond’s shoulder. The Uchiha was eagerly returning the kiss, nip for nip. They parted for air several times but impatiently crashed their mouths together for more. Not wanting to lose control of the situation to the dobe, Sasuke grabbed unruly blond hair in one hand and clenched a muscular butt check in the other, causing the blond to ground his hips into his again. The two broke apart, overcome from the sensations created by friction.
“Hmm…,” let out a smirking blond.
The Uchiha watched as the blond moved down his body running his mouth along pale skin, nipping and licking here and there. He nuzzled the slim neck, giving it a long, achingly slow lick from the meeting of his clavicles to the bottom of his chin.
The raven-haired teen let out a sharp intake of breath when the blond paid special attention to his nipples. He lightly pulled on the buds with his teeth until the Uchiha tightened his hold on his hair.
“Itai…okay, okay.” He laughed a bit before licking the abused skin apologetically. He moved further down, his hands following, caressing the taut skin. Brushing fingers on the lean abdomen, he felt the muscles quiver under his touch. He lightly dragged his claws along the lean torso causing the teen to shudder. The pale avenger’s breathing was not as controlled as he would have liked.
The fox vessel dropped a few kisses along his ribcage, slipping his right hand down past the dark curls to confidently touch the half erect cock beneath him. The Uchiha only clenched whatever tan flesh he had a hold on.
The whiskered teen slowly stroked his ex-teammate’s member, intently watching the prideful Uchiha’s face for every little reaction on his face. It was hot in the sleeping bag. Exposure to the chilled air was welcomed to the sweating teens who ignored the weather conditions outside.
Sasuke was currently lying under his best friend/rival with his eyes closed, blissfully giving in to Naruto’s administrations. Dark eyes slowly opened in anticipation, for he could feel the warm breath of the blond on a very sensitive part of his anatomy. He slid his hands to rest on tan shoulders, before one hand rose to grab a hold of unruly blond locks.
“Yes, Sasuke?” Amusement clearly coloring his tone.
The teen only swallowed deeply shaking his head negatively.
“Hm…,” said the blond before taking his hand away to lay on a slim hip. He felt a familiar glare and looked up to confirm his suspicions. Catching sight of it he laughed warmly. He proceeded to lift the raven-haired teen’s right leg, bending at the knee. Nuzzling the creamy white skin of the inner thigh, he nipped and kissed across its smooth surface. He opened his mouth against the Uchiha’s thigh as if to bite, but he only teased the skin with his teeth, laughing when the teen wiggled at the sensation.
“Dobe, get on with it.”
Nuzzling the skin slick with saliva he asked, “Get on with what, teme?”
The Uchiha decided to forgo words, lifting his hips in answer. His cock leaking with precum brushed against a whiskered cheek. It bobbed in the air gaining the hyperactive ninja’s attention. The blond grabbed the base of the cock and gave it a few strokes.
“Say it.” He tried to be nonchalant about it, but Sasuke heard the command behind his words. He gave the cock a hard stroke to force the Uchiha’s decision.
“Uhh…dobe, mmm…”
“Tell me what you want me to do.” His left hand caressed the raised thigh, claws tickling the sensitive skin.
“I-I w-want…you,” stated the raven-haired teen finally.
“Uhuh,” said the blond, losing his husky tone while he rolled violet eyes. “And what do you want from me?” he urged. ‘This is like pulling teeth, Kyuubi.’
“You know what, dobe,” he said through clenched teeth. His pride could only handle so much, right?
‘Stubborn as always.’ “Uhuh. But you don’t seem to understand. I. Want. You. To. Say. It. Teme.” clarified the whiskered teen.
“Grr…”
‘I can’t believe it. He actually growled at me. I am so fucking him into the ground.’ A few moments passed with Naruto not altering his course until…
“Blow me!”
The blond shrugged unconcernedly. “Okay, works for me; though a ‘please’ wouldn’t hurt.”
“Please,” said the older teen through clenched teeth.
“My pleasure,” husked the blond before giving the leaking head a swipe with the flat of his tongue. He heard the teen take in a sharp breath of air and felt the hand on his shoulder clench. The blond took his time laving up the member before opening his mouth to lightly suck the head.
“uuhh…” The raven-haired teen had his eyes closed again and his head tilted to the side. His hand appreciatively combed through blond tresses as the whiskered teen nibbled his way down and back up the erect
organ. He rolled his hips upwards, hoping to direct a more favorable attention to his cock. He scowled when he heard the light chuckle. “Dobe, enough teasing.”
With that, Naruto inserted the slick organ in his mouth again, smirking around the cock upon hearing the gasp. He set a steady pace, allowing the Uchiha to get used to the feeling. His left hand moved from the quivering thigh to glide along the sweat-slicked skin of Sasuke’s lean torso. He felt the ridges from the teen’s ribs and moved to tease erect nipples.
‘Sasuke is nice and incoherent. How about now, Kyuubi?’
[Now is perfect. Move slowly and take your time] ((A/N: What? You thought Naruto knew what he was doing? Nope. Kyuubi has been feeding him advice on how to proceed. Well, some advice))
Naruto slid his hand up the slim neck and inserted a finger in the slightly open mouth. The Uchiha briefly opened his eyes, but ignorantly shut them as well as his pink lips. He sucked on the digit, mind only on the pleasure brought on by his ex-teammate. When Naruto inserted another finger, he moaned on the digits, body writhing in pleasure. Naruto spread the pale legs apart moving his mouth along the sensitive tissue, sucking on the balls before taking his tongue further down. He practically bathed the private area, aroused by the smell of musk and sweat coming from the stubborn Uchiha. He parted the creamy white cheeks with two hands to delve further in.
He glanced up to read the Uchiha’s face who had been nearly silent during his administrations. He could not tell if he was pissed or not. The raven-haired teen had a strained, sort of pinched look on his face. His dark brows were furrowed as sweat glistened along his forehead and across his nose. His mouth was tight-lipped, intent on not releasing more traitorous, slightly incoherent words.
Sasuke felt a slick clawed finger at his entrance and tensed. He hissed in shock and slight pain when it entered him.
“D-dobe! Get off,” commanded the Uchiha.
“Oh, I plan to get off. Don’t worry.” When the Uchiha looked as if he would protest more, he added soothingly, “Shh…”
The Uchiha lifted his head to look, seeing a hungry and determined pair of violet eyes.
Naruto then grabbed the pale cock, focusing a challenging look at the teme, and dipped his tongue to swipe the very tip of the head. All the while, his finger was pumping in and out, curving and twisting to feel the restrictive walls.
The Uchiha looked pissed. Deep purple eyes glinted with amusement, smirking arrogantly at his prey, before inserting another finger.
Brows furrowed in concentration and bottom lip tucked between a perfect set of teeth, the Uchiha rose on his forearms as his legs were spread further.
Naruto dropped a few kisses on a pale thigh before licking his way to suck on a hipbone. His fingers appeared to be searching for something as they stretched the soft walls.
“Guuhh!” exclaimed the raven, arching his back giving Naruto the opportunity to sink his canines onto a slim hip. The Uchiha gasped at the simultaneous feel of pain and pleasure, falling flat on the bedding. Naruto continued to hit that elusive spot while licking at the new wound apologetically.
The Uchiha planted his heels on the floor, writhing in apparent ecstasy as his hips shifted onto Naruto’s fingers in a steady rhythm. His fingers clenched the sleeping bag and his back arched in pleasure again. Head tilted back, his teeth still holding his lip, he let out muffled moans and groans, cursing occasionally.
Naruto was painfully aroused by this sight. The sweat-glistened pale skin of a lean torso rose and fell rapidly
trying to provide oxygen to starved lungs. At that moment, Naruto knew he could never give this up--give HIM up. The Uchiha belonged to him as much as he belonged to him. A feeling of feral possessiveness hit him, spreading through his veins, to his heated skin, consuming him.
Sasuke felt he was on the verge of…something. He thrust his hips faster, intent on achieving that unnamed goal. Ignoring the loud growl, he moved faster before furrowing his brows in confusion at the removal of those pleasurable digits.
“Dobe, what the…,” he huffed, mind still clouded and unclear.
He opened his eyes to glare at the blond, who had just moved back over him, filling up his view. The blond seemed pissed for some unknown reason as he moved two pale, unresponsive legs to his shoulders. His movements appeared frantic and the Uchiha did not take notice of the blond’s large cock, as he pondered the change in his friend. He tried to read the anxious whiskered face, hoping the teen would look up to show his usually expressive eyes to him. But Naruto seemed intent on another matter as he spit on his fingers, using his saliva to coat his member. He placed the head at his rival’s entrance, pushing it in, before leaning over the Uchiha.
Sasuke gasped at the intense look on the fox vessel’s face, violet eyes glimmering with lust and a sense of panic. ‘Panic?’ “Dobe, wha-mphh…”
Naruto had crushed his lips onto his friend’s, growling in frustration and pleasure. He deepened the kiss to something desperate and instinctual, sliding his right hand into sweaty black locks. His left hand slid under the teen’s back to grab a strong hold of a pale shoulder, mindful of his claws. He broke the kiss, nipping the abused lips a few times.
“S-sasuke, I-I…” whispered the blond on quivering lips.
The Uchiha tensed, opening his eyes to glare at the teen above. They were both panting. Their pounding hearts could be felt through heated skin. The blond’s whisker marks were still more prominent than usual. Sasuke watched as hesitant blue eyes shifted its gaze from his own lips up further to meet his onyx eyes. He glimpsed in the blue orbs what the blond wanted to say and what he, himself was feeling. It was just a glimpse before Naruto hid the emotion in favor of slamming his hips onto him, inserting himself to the hilt.
“Aahh…(hiss),” ebony eyes closed at the pain. “Fuck.” He concentrated on regulating his breathing, trying in vain to ignore the pain. ‘The dobe is definitely larger than two fingers.’ He leaned his head back on the sleeping bag in which his fingers were currently clenched, intent on relaxing his muscles. Naruto had not moved, but was panting heavily onto the crook of the Uchiha’s neck. Sasuke could feel the teen trembling, on him as well as in him. He could feel a deep rumbling emanating from the blond’s chest. He guessed that the blond was trying to control himself from hurting him. Taking a deep breath, he rested one hand on a tan hip while the other combed through sweaty sunshine hair. ‘The pain is starting to go away, but it is still uncomfortable.’ When the hand on the blond’s hip gently stroked the skin encouragingly, Naruto nuzzled his neck affectionately, purring his appreciation. So the raven-haired teen dropped a kiss on the blond’s sweaty brow, whispering, “Move, dobe.”
Head still tucked into Sasuke’s neck, he gave a shallow thrust, earning a sharp gasp from his teammate. A spine-tingling shiver coursed through the older teen and he could feel the smirk from the whiskered teen’s lips on his neck. Naruto shifted above him adjusting pale legs that had fallen off his shoulders. He looked to the Uchiha for a sign that he was ready and at the curt nod, he pulled back only to drive his member back in. He did this a few times making a few adjustments to accommodate a faster pace. Finding it, he grabbed onto slim hips, creating a slow, steady rhythm.
For the Uchiha, the pain had dissipated, wonderfully shifting to something pleasurable. His teeth were clenched to refrain from moaning like some wanton whore. He felt a hand leave his hip to grab at his hair before a husky whisper tickled his ear. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. I want to hear you, teme.” With that he licked the shell of a fair ear, thrusting harder, deeper, and faster.
“Mphh…”
Naruto rolled his eyes at the stubborn Uchiha before smiling mischievously. He tilted his hips, intent on finding that sensitive gland again. He watched as the look of intense concentration on the raven-haired teen switched to that of open-eyed shock.
“Ahh…(hiss)…ohh.”
“M mm. That’s better.” Grunted the blond as he patted a pale butt cheek.
The Uchiha attempted a glare, but gave up. The sensations were overpowering, bombarding him from every direction. Naruto continued to aim for that spot earning more moans and curses from his friend. He grabbed Sasuke’s neglected member and jerked him off hard and fast, attempting to match his own furious pace.
The Uchiha thrust his own hips, meeting Naruto’s strong hand and cock alternately. He could feel that his end was fast approaching. The buildup was driving him crazy. His nerves seemed to be on fire as they tingled with intense pleasure. Toes curling, lean torso arching, Sasuke shouted out Naruto’s name, cumming almost violently.
“Shit! Sasukeee!” Naruto came from both the tightened hold on his cock as well as the look of ecstasy on the teme’s face. He collapsed bonelessly onto the panting Uchiha and attempted to calm his breathing. The sounds of harsh breathing mixed with the furious sounds of the blizzard.
“D-dobe,” panted the Uchiha. “You’re heavy. Get off.”
“I just did. If you want another go, you’re gonna have to wait,” answered the blond jokingly. He could feel the unmistakable glare that only an Uchiha could give.
TBC
I really hope you liked the chapter. This one caused more trouble for me. Again the timing of certain events switched in my head sometimes. Being the second lemon, I was afraid it would mirror my first one (from chp. 7 of who are you..). Oh well…
I apologize for any grammatical errors. In my opinion, this was not such a great chapter. A lot of editing was needed. Sorry for how long this one took. Again school, work, and family took up my time. Not to mention that this chapter took four days to type--dreading the inevitable, I guess.
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