Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Not So Sweet Taste of Failed Revenge ❯ One-Shot

A/N: started this a month or so again and finally found some motivation to finish it :3

Warnings: Het sex, unsexy smut, near nonexistent plot, general weirdness, more of my lame attempts at humor XD

Pairings: implied NaruSasu and Sasu/?

 

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A pant. A groan. His head fell against the back of the sofa as he stared momentarily at the ceiling.

 

He should've been enjoying himself, Sasuke thought as a lean body enthusiastically rode his. And at the basest of levels, he was; his erection was still at full-mast, after all. He reached around to grip the ass in his lap more out of need to do something with his hands than any real goal in mind. The position was weird.

 

Or maybe it was just the company. It was hard to tell. If he'd known… well, now wasn't really the time to worry about that, was it? Still, he didn't appreciate the irony one bit.

 

Either way, sitting on the sofa and being fucked like this - being ridden - wasn't at all what he'd had in mind when they came here. The realization cut through the haziness of his thoughts about the same time he felt his tongue being sucked out of his mouth. Sasuke's eyes shut involuntarily as he tightened his grip on the body on top of his, forcibly stilling it, and quickly flipped them over so that he was the one on top. He wasted no time pinning the other's hands to the cushions below them.

 

He'd stormed out of Naruto's apartment earlier that evening pissed off beyond belief by yet another jibe at his manliness. Last he checked, he and Naruto were pretty damn even when it came down to that. Why he put up with the annoying blond was really beyond him sometimes. It's not as if getting laid was a problem for him. His current predicament was proof enough of that.

 

The body beneath him struggled for a moment, apparently not appreciating the lack of movement Sasuke afforded. Thin arms twisted and tugged until finally falling limp with a huff.

 

Sasuke smirked and began to thrust.

 

When leaving Naruto's had later found him three sheets to the wind in a pub with an equally tipsy Yamanaka Ino making sure his shot glass was never empty, he'd shrugged. Idiot deserved it. And when shortly after had found them stumbling back to his place, he'd grinned almost evilly. `Who's the girl now, Dead Last?'

 

“If you're gonna fuck me, then do it. Get that ass moving!” she growled in his ear before biting the lobe hard. His cock twitched at the sensation, and Sasuke groaned as he sped up, thoroughly annoyed at his body's reaction to her demand.

 

This was not supposed to be like this!

 

Her hips rocked beneath him, meeting every thrust as her legs locked around his waist. Her arms were still firmly secured above her head. That was something at least. It was just too bad he couldn't shut her up somehow.

 

Ino's back arched, and the action shoved her tits as far upward as possible. “Suck `em,” she panted.

 

Bossy bitch, he inwardly complained as he craned his neck down toward her chest. Instead of following through, though, Sasuke paused just above one pink nipple and with a smirk replied, “Not until you beg.”

 

Oh, look at that! The fury in her eyes was almost cute. He might've chuckled had she not chosen that particular moment to clench her inner muscles as tightly as possible. And grinned right back at him as she did so.

 

Damn it all to hell. They were too much alike! He might as well have been fucking Naruto's female form.

 

Sasuke stopped moving completely. If she wanted to play dirty, well, so could he.

 

Okay, so if he hadn't stopped, he would've finished, but she didn't need to know that.

 

Hovering over her, Sasuke continued to hold her hands down as he lied still as a statue inside her. Ino wiggled her hips in an attempt at friction, but he pulled out so that only the head of his cock remained inside her. Her brows knit together in frustration for a moment as she unsuccessfully attempted to encourage him with her body once again.

 

Then there was a shift. Her expression relaxed, and her lips pouted slightly as hooded eyes gazed up at him.

 

“Sasuke-kun.” Her voice held that simpering tone that turned most of Konoha's men into blubbering idiots. Luckily, he was immune to it.

 

“Hmm?” He gave a quick, shallow thrust, and then stilled again.

 

Ino groaned, her eyes closing momentarily. “Oh, please,” she gasped.

 

Sasuke shifted her arms so he could hold both wrists with one hand as the other slid down her between her legs to rub lazy circles on her swollen flesh. The noises that escaped her mouth were quite entertaining, he decided as his teasing fingers increased their pressure.

 

And when he suddenly stopped again to ask, “Please what?” she whimpered at the loss.

 

“Please,” she groaned, her hips undulating faster beneath him. He smiled inwardly. This was how it was supposed to be, he thought as he gave another quick thrust.

 

“Yes?” he husked directly above her ear. Maybe this wouldn't turn out so bad after all.

 

“Quick screwing around and fuck me, asshole!” she screamed, her eyes narrowed dangerously. Or not, Sasuke thought dejectedly as he fought to not shudder. Burying his face in her neck, he gave in and buried himself completely inside her.

 

It was over rather quickly after that. Ino managed to get her arms loose somewhere amidst the chaos of screeching loud enough to get him evicted, and quickly moved on to clawing him up and trying to rip his hair out for some reason unknown to Sasuke. He didn't really care too much, though, because she was finally arching up and convulsing around him.

 

With a grunt, he came and took only a moment to regroup before quickly getting off of the panting kunoichi.

 

Sasuke sank back into the sofa as he stared blankly at his ceiling. This… thing hadn't been nearly as satisfying as he'd thought it would be, and on top of that, he was beginning to sober up. Ugh.

 

Feminine feet, complete with painted toenails, landed in his lap and began lightly running over him, tickling his inner thighs and grazing his stomach. Grimacing, he shoved them away and stood up, not bothering to spare Ino a glance.

 

As he grabbed his pants off the coffee table and began pulling them on, Sasuke made a mental note that next time he got pissed and decided to get back at Naruto - because he definitely wasn't trying to prove his masculinity to anyone; that much was certain - he'd find himself a nice, quiet brunette or something.

 

Sasuke was busy zipping up his pants when a giggle pulled his attention back to his companion. “You're such a bastard,” she smiled.

 

“Yeah, and you're a moron. Get up before you drip cum on my sofa,” Sasuke replied as he made his way into the kitchen. There was more laughter as the female - though slightly different now - followed him into the kitchen and leaned against the counter as Sasuke dug two beers out of the fridge. She was the same height but a little more curvy, and she had a set of tell-tale whisker marks on her cheeks.

 

“Figured it out, did you?” Naruko asked as she took the offered bottle in front of her.

 

Sasuke only raised an eyebrow before downing a quarter of his own bottle quickly. As he swallowed, he pointed at his… whatever the hell he was to him with the same hand that was holding his beer and warned, “Don't think this makes up for earlier.”

 

The blond laughed as she pushed herself away from the countertop and headed toward the bathroom. “I'm not making up for anything. You totally proved my point anyway.”

 

“What the hell makes you think that?” Sasuke demanded from across the room. Clearly the alcohol had made Naruto even stupider.

 

“Because,” she replied from the doorway, “You just fucking got off on being ordered around by a girl!” And with a big, cheeky grin, she slammed the bathroom door behind her.

 

Sasuke's eyes narrowed on the door momentarily, but that was the extent of his reaction. He brought the beer up to his lips, took another pull, and shrugged.

 

“Maybe so, but I'm not the one who just changed his gender and got fucked like a girl,” he sneered. And as long as that still put him ahead of Dead Last, he was okay with that.