Title:  Blank Canvas
Author: 
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Title:  Scientific Inquiry
Author:  des_butterfly
Genre:  drabble, smut
Pairing:  SuiSasu
Rating:  PG - 13
Summary:  Suigetsu wonders how to get a reaction from the ice block known as Uchiha Sasuke.

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Suigetsu was a bit impressed. Here he was, all naked and wet and pressed up against Sasuke-san, and the guy's heartrate and breathing hadn't increased a ( Read more... )

“I still can’t believe you convinced Kakashi to sell you his old bike.”

Sasuke shook his head and watched Naruto gleefully pull the cover off the gleaming chrome and metal, rolling his eyes when the blond insisted on shining an already spotless mirror with the corner of his sleeve.

“Come on Sasuke,” he said.  “You could at least sound a ( Read more... )

Sakura moved restlessly against Sasuke’s thigh and pulled him closer.  It was going to happen this time, she was sure of it.

She only got a bit of resistance as he drew down beside her, not directly on top of her like she’d wanted, but the way he cupped an arm around her head and breathed hotly into her ear made up for that.

His skin was ( Read more... )

Title:  Teacher's Pet
Author: 
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He’d already offered her the cloak twice, and she’d refused to put it on, declaring it “ugly, shapeless, and far too hot” for her tastes, which just proved that she was a stupid bitch and deserved whatever hideous sunburn she got while he led her through the desert.  Kankurou wasn’t fond of playing escort in the first place.  He was the brother of ( Read more... )

Naruto was frowning at him now, like he’d just told him he wasn’t allowed to eat ramen for a year or something.  Stupid.  Why was he looking so disappointed?  It’s not like Sasuke was ever going to return the favour so…

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t want you to,” Sasuke said, frowning back and shifting a bit from where Naruto already had his ( Read more... )

Hidan often thought of slaughter as sex without a climax.

Or, at least, without a climax for him.  The ones he slid his scythe into-under the ribs, across the throat, up through the belly-they all felt their great release.  He heard their last sighs and grunts and groans well enough, their sharply cut-off cries, their shuddering last breaths.  ( Read more... )

His back ached, where the edge of the counter cut into the space right above his hips, and he was trying to scramble forward to ease that except Naruto was in the way, pushing his knees against his thighs and biting at the soft skin below his ear.

Sasuke shifted and his elbow dug into a sweaty chest.

Naruto growled and shoved their hips ( Read more... )

 She didn’t think she would like it, the sweat.

It had never seemed that enticing when it clung stubbornly to the panels of Shikamaru’s jounin vest, or Chouji’s shirt, stinking up the cramped tent and making Ino long for a stream to push her sweaty boys into until they came up smelling like something more suitable for her delicate nostrils.
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