TEASER - Oodles of Noodles (Naruto, NaruSasu, shounen-ai/yaoi) - TEASER
More from the muses who seem to be consuming me. This time it's part of a sequel. Some NaruSasu goodness. Please enjoy. ^^
OODLES OF NOODLES
A Naruto Fanfic
Sasuke Uchiha couldn't move. Covered in hot water and ramen noodles, he was awed, completely in shock. It happened so quickly that he hardly managed to form a coherent thought let alone a full sentence.
His friend -- the one who spilled the ramen -- immediately went into action. He wasn't as frantic as usual, however. Not as melodramatic, nor as apologetic. It only confused Sasuke further.
Nimble fingers moved over one button on his shirt, then moved lower to the next one. The ramen had been hot, he finally realized. Had to get his uniform shirt off. It was good thinking, he thought. And while the fingers appeared to move quickly, opening his shirt and pushing the soiled material aside, something still didn't seem right. Maybe he was still seeing the world in slow motion.
Sasuke blinked rapidly, yet nothing had changed.
"Naruto...."
But the other boy was so focused he barely heard his friend utter his name. He muttered another apology in response, hand splaying over Sasuke's now bared chest. Fingertips caressed downward, blue eyes examining pale skin. There were no red marks or welts, to which the boy was grateful.
This was not how he had planned it. "It" being getting Sasuke naked. No, he had wanted to have a quiet meal with his friend and study partner. Then for dessert, he'd return the fun his friend had hit him with two weeks ago. He was looking forward to making a sundae out of Sasuke. And two weeks -- all that longing, aching and planning -- had been almost too long to wait.
But now that he had the dark haired young man practically half naked -- his fingernails scraping gently over the flesh of the other's stomach -- all those plans went out the window.
"Naruto? What...."
Sasuke was finally regaining some of himself, but the other boy didn't want the moment to end. Much to his friend's further puzzlement, Naruto uttered another apology. Then he leaned forward, covering his bare chest with his still dressed torso.
And kissed him.
Shock once again slammed into the young Uchiha. He was at a loss as to what was happening. But there was no mistaking the near desperation, the urgency in the other boy's kiss.
It was dangerous, kissing on the couch in the middle of his living room. If his older brother walked in, he'd never hear the end of it. But he was out drinking with friends. His parents were also out of the house. No telling when they could walk in. Though he was positive mother would keep them out until after dark. He'd be in so much trouble if his father caught him.
But he couldn't bring himself to stop Naruto, answering his kiss with a fire of his own. If the other boy was surprised, he gave no indication. Instead he poured more passion into the kiss, causing Sasuke to lean back against the sofa.
Naruto followed, moving forward. His hands remained on Sasuke's stomach, pushing slightly harder as his weight adjusted to the new posture. He removed one hand, placing it on the back of couch to help with leverage. His fingertips grazed the other boy's hair and he felt a sigh as the kiss continued. Hoping for an equal reaction, he parted Sasuke's lips with his tongue, the muscle diving deep without warning. It earned him another sigh and a deep moan.
Passivity wasn't something the dark haired young man did well. Of the two, he was generally the aggressor. The instigator. But he found himself drowning in the moment. And curious as to how his blond partner would handle the control. It took some doing, his muscles arguing as he forced himself to relax. Yet he managed another sigh, giving himself over to his partner.
'Don't disappoint me, Naruto.'
Comments, as always, are welcome. ^^
OODLES OF NOODLES
A Naruto Fanfic
Sasuke Uchiha couldn't move. Covered in hot water and ramen noodles, he was awed, completely in shock. It happened so quickly that he hardly managed to form a coherent thought let alone a full sentence.
His friend -- the one who spilled the ramen -- immediately went into action. He wasn't as frantic as usual, however. Not as melodramatic, nor as apologetic. It only confused Sasuke further.
Nimble fingers moved over one button on his shirt, then moved lower to the next one. The ramen had been hot, he finally realized. Had to get his uniform shirt off. It was good thinking, he thought. And while the fingers appeared to move quickly, opening his shirt and pushing the soiled material aside, something still didn't seem right. Maybe he was still seeing the world in slow motion.
Sasuke blinked rapidly, yet nothing had changed.
"Naruto...."
But the other boy was so focused he barely heard his friend utter his name. He muttered another apology in response, hand splaying over Sasuke's now bared chest. Fingertips caressed downward, blue eyes examining pale skin. There were no red marks or welts, to which the boy was grateful.
This was not how he had planned it. "It" being getting Sasuke naked. No, he had wanted to have a quiet meal with his friend and study partner. Then for dessert, he'd return the fun his friend had hit him with two weeks ago. He was looking forward to making a sundae out of Sasuke. And two weeks -- all that longing, aching and planning -- had been almost too long to wait.
But now that he had the dark haired young man practically half naked -- his fingernails scraping gently over the flesh of the other's stomach -- all those plans went out the window.
"Naruto? What...."
Sasuke was finally regaining some of himself, but the other boy didn't want the moment to end. Much to his friend's further puzzlement, Naruto uttered another apology. Then he leaned forward, covering his bare chest with his still dressed torso.
And kissed him.
Shock once again slammed into the young Uchiha. He was at a loss as to what was happening. But there was no mistaking the near desperation, the urgency in the other boy's kiss.
It was dangerous, kissing on the couch in the middle of his living room. If his older brother walked in, he'd never hear the end of it. But he was out drinking with friends. His parents were also out of the house. No telling when they could walk in. Though he was positive mother would keep them out until after dark. He'd be in so much trouble if his father caught him.
But he couldn't bring himself to stop Naruto, answering his kiss with a fire of his own. If the other boy was surprised, he gave no indication. Instead he poured more passion into the kiss, causing Sasuke to lean back against the sofa.
Naruto followed, moving forward. His hands remained on Sasuke's stomach, pushing slightly harder as his weight adjusted to the new posture. He removed one hand, placing it on the back of couch to help with leverage. His fingertips grazed the other boy's hair and he felt a sigh as the kiss continued. Hoping for an equal reaction, he parted Sasuke's lips with his tongue, the muscle diving deep without warning. It earned him another sigh and a deep moan.
Passivity wasn't something the dark haired young man did well. Of the two, he was generally the aggressor. The instigator. But he found himself drowning in the moment. And curious as to how his blond partner would handle the control. It took some doing, his muscles arguing as he forced himself to relax. Yet he managed another sigh, giving himself over to his partner.
'Don't disappoint me, Naruto.'
Comments, as always, are welcome. ^^