Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Unspoken Challenges ❯ Chapter 1

Disclaimer: Don't own it. And with all the innuendo is the recent manga chapters, I doubt I'd change anything if I did. ^__^

Author: mischief maker
Themed used: kiss this at http://www.livejournal.com/community/52weekspleasure/
Fic Title: Unspoken Challenge
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: yaoi, oral, language
Anime-Pairing(s): Naruto - NaruSasu

 

 

Unspoken Challenges

 

 

Sasuke swiped the back of his hand over his mouth, smearing the blood that had dripped to his chin, and grimaced. He should've been able to dodge that punch. `Must be relying on the sharingan too much,' he concluded. Perhaps this taijutsu match wasn't such a bad idea after all. At least it let him realize that he'd been neglecting that aspect of his training lately. He would definitely have to rectify that.

 

“What's the matter, Uchiha? Quitting already?”

 

“You wish, moron.” Sasuke launched himself at his opponent. He had the disadvantage, and they both knew it. Running head first into a fight and knocking the crap out of people was Naruto's style, not his, and it didn't help that his chakra was already beginning to run low. He cursed as said rival caught his kick and, using the momentum from it, spun around and sent him crashing into a tree.

 

“Damn, Sasuke, you're really getting your ass kicked without your sharingan,” the blond laughed from the other side of the clearing as he watched his teammate pick himself up off the ground.

 

“Idiot.”

 

“Your attitude's still the same, though. Maybe I should break both your legs and make you kiss my ass until you admit I'm the better fighter.”

 

Naruto was not at all surprised by the death glare that comment earned him.

 

This pattern was always the same with them. Taunt, taunt, fight. Insult, fight. Take a break. Insult, insult, fight, insult. By that point, they were usually too tired or beat up to continue, but on the odd occasion they weren't, Sakura would knock them both out and drag them back to their respective apartments. Such was life as a member of team 7, and today was no different except that it was just the two of them.

 

“Hey, dead last, why don't you kiss this,” the dark-haired shinobi sneered, lewdly grabbing his crotch. Naruto allowed himself to laugh as he crouched, preparing to attack.

 

`Fucker. I should do it just to freak him out!' A toothy grin spread across his face. `Oh yeah, he'd probably piss himself or something.' Decided, he launched himself at his teammate, tackling him to the ground and rubbing his face against the front of his pants.

 

Okay, so maybe today would be a little different after all.

 

Sasuke blinked. `… the fuck?' “What the hell are you doing, dumbass?”

 

“What's it look like?” the Kyuubi vessel purred as he slowly began tugging the zipper down. “And you call me the moron,” he scoffed, rolling his eyes.

 

Panic quickly engulfed Sasuke as he batted Naruto's hand away and zipped his pants back up.

 

“Get the fuck off me.” He moved to kick him off, but the blond quickly moved away before he had the chance.

 

“You shouldn't say things you don't mean then,” Naruto chuckled, fully pleased with himself and his teammate's reaction. Then he threw in a quick “bastard” for good measure.

 

Sasuke shot him his best annoyed look.

 

`Keep laughing, moron. I bet you'd shut up quick if I…' He didn't even finish the thought before a very devious grin replaced the scowl. “Well, I didn't know you were so ready to get down on your knees for me.” He walked back up to Naruto, who was still conveniently sitting on the ground where they'd been lying just moments ago. “But if that's what you want, I see no reason to deny you.” He shrugged, grabbing the button on his shorts but making no further move.

 

Naruto was certain his eyes were about to fall out of his head. This wasn't at all what he'd expected from the brooding, stick-perpetually-stuck-up-his-ass Uchiha Sasuke.

 

“So, what'll it be?” Sasuke husked, eyebrow raised, as he popped the button open and grasped the zipper pull. “Shall I keep going?”

 

It was then that Naruto realized his mouth was hanging wide open. Promptly shutting it, he ripped his gaze from the crotch in front of him and turned toward his teammate's face which currently donned the most irritatingly lecherous grin he'd ever seen.

 

`Is the bastard fucking with me?' he wondered, studying the facial expression of his rival. There was a flicker of something in his eyes. Amusement. `He doesn't think I'll do it.' It had become yet another one of their contests to see who would back down first. Well, there was definitely one thing Uzumaki Naruto never did and that was walk away from a challenge. He grabbed Sasuke's wrist and began pulling the zipper down.

 

If he'd been thinking rationally, Naruto would've seen the problem in his logic. Might've been able to foresee how this would end, but he had never been one for linear thinking. As it was, he wasn't thinking at all. His only concerns at that moment had to do with his rival and the unspoken challenge between them.

 

Sasuke wasn't sure what shocked him more, the fact that his teammate might actually do it or that his cock was already half hard by the time his pants were slid over his hips.

 

Naruto quickly pressed his lips against the tip of the other man's erection and pulled back. When nothing else happened, Sasuke glanced down at the blond, his face a strange mixture of confusion and relief.

 

“What? You told me to kiss it,” he laughed innocently, although his expression was anything but. He was clearly amused with the situation. Sasuke was not.

 

“Fucking tease.” His voice was barely audible as he stared down at the man in front of him.

 

Naruto's smile dropped just a little. They were going to play this to the end, it appeared. `Well, that's just fine. I've got the balls to back it up.' He tentatively took it in his hand, noticing it twitch under the contact, and ran his tongue over the tip. His nose wrinkled. It wasn't a bad taste per se, just weird.

 

It's was Sasuke's turn to look bug-eyed. `He's really going to do it.' He was about to stop him, when he was suddenly enveloped in wet heat. “Naruto, wai…” His weak, raspy protest trailed off as his eyes closed and his head fell forward, causing his hair to fall in front of his face.

 

The blond shinobi felt a thrill run through him at the knowledge that he'd made the calculating bastard lost his ability to think straight. `Ha, take that, you prick!'

 

He began moving. The action was awkward, and the pace was arrhythmic, but that didn't stop Sasuke from groaning or Naruto from speeding up. Strong hands fisted his hair, pulling him down onto Sasuke's cock and making him gag.

 

“Looks like that big mouth of yours isn't big enough,” he chuckled.

 

Naruto bit him. Not excessively hard but hard enough to make the other male yelp and jerk backwards. Seizing the opportunity, the blond tackled him. When they finished rolling, they were chest to chest, nose to nose, ready to fight. Naruto came out on top and grinned.

 

“What was that, Uchiha?”

 

Sasuke shifted under him, adjusting his feet so he could make his move. It made the hardness poking his hip press into it even more. Interesting. He pushed off the ground with his left foot, flipping them over again.

 

“Hey, dead last, are you going to finish what you started? Or are you scared you were beginning to like it too much?” He ground his aching erection against Naruto's to punctuate the question.

 

The blond's upper lip curled back exposing his unnaturally sharp teeth. Oh, how he wanted to wipe that smirk off the cocky bastard's face!

 

Half a second later, Sasuke found himself under the weight of his teammate once again. He could feel his breath, musky with the scent of his own arousal, beat down on his face in shallow pants. He could've sworn Naruto's eyes flashed red for a moment.

 

Then suddenly, the weight was gone, and the warmth returned to his cock and began quickly bringing him to bliss. He groaned as his head rolled back and forth slightly, crushing the fallen leaves beneath it. A large, calloused hand wrapped around the base, assisting the mouth as it increased speed.

 

It wasn't the most unpleasant thing in the world, Naruto decided. Okay, it was a little weird, especially given the way his own body was reacting to it. But having the bastard moan and writhe under him really did make it worth the trouble. At the very least, he'd have something to blackmail him with later on.

 

“Damn… Naru…ugh.” Sasuke's back arched, pushing his hips off the ground as his orgasm overtook him.

 

Gagging halfway through, Naruto pulled back, allowing the last few spurts to land on Sasuke's shirt. He fought not to laugh as he imagined his uptight teammate walking around with incriminating stains on his clothes. The dark-haired shinobi was too far gone to even notice.

 

Sasuke laid on the forest floor a few moments as his brain processed what had just happened. It certainly wasn't what he had expected from their training session, but hey, he wasn't going to complain. Glancing around, he found his shorts not far from him. He quickly grabbed them, taking a second to shake the leaves and dirt out of them before pulling them on.

 

Looking back over at his rival as he buttoned and zipped himself up, he saw Naruto adjust the obvious bulge in his own pants. Sasuke smirked. His teammate called him a bastard for a reason, and he was about to add one more reason to that list. His last thought before performing the required seals and disappearing in a whorl of smoke was that he'd have to challenge the blond more often.

 

Naruto blinked. `Oh, he did not just…'

 

Curses could be heard on the other side of the woods as he swore the next time he saw Uchiha Sasuke, he was going to pin him down right then and there and have his way with him.