Naruto; Sasuke x Naruto + voyeur!Sakura: "Unexpected Discoveries"
Okay, since when did I get obsessed with Naruto?! I must be on a kick or something, because here's another fic. ^__^
Title: Unexpected Discoveries
Author: Kitana
Warnings: NC-17; Sasuke x Naruto with voyeur!Sakura. Sakura gets up enough courage to go and visit Sasuke at his apartment, and finds something highly unexpected.
***
She was here. She was really here. Sakura looked up at the little apartment she knew to be Sasuke’s. She already had everything figured out - she would tip toe in, knock at the door, and surprise Sasuke. Then she’d talk to him for a little while and maybe ask him out for a late night walk. All she had to do now is work up the courage to go inside.
Sakura stood outside for moments longer, the light breeze blowing through her hair and chilling her. Finally, she sighed. It was now or never, she decided. Besides, if she could just do this, she could brag to Ino and make her endlessly jealous. That in itself gave Sakura the boost she needed to go inside and up the stairs.
From what Sakura could tell, it was fairly quiet inside. No surprise there, though. Sasuke and loud noises just didn’t seem to belong in the same sentence, let alone the same room. Sakura raised her fist to the door, ready to knock, but hesitating. Another deep breath, and she knocked. Waiting anxiously for an answer, or the opening of the door, or something, she smoothed her hair down, pushing strands back behind her ears.
A few minutes stretched by. Maybe he didn’t hear her the first time. Sakura knocked again, a little harder, and the door creaked open a tiny bit. Anxiety left Sakura, replaced by a sudden curiosity. If Sasuke wasn’t home - which he couldn’t have been, since otherwise he would’ve heard her knocking - why would he leave his door unlocked?
Sakura looked around, before pushing the door tentatively, widening it enough to slip inside. She blinked as she saw the inside. As bare as it was, with only the minimum needed for living comfortably inside, the floor was a complete mess. She would have expected better of Sasuke; in fact, she still did. Something had to be wrong for his home to look like this.
Sakura’s suspicions were confirmed when she heard a loud grunt coming from a side room. Sasuke might be in trouble! She had to think quickly. She pulled a kunai from the pouch on her hip, and crouched down a little, tip toeing stealthily towards the room. What would she do if someone was out for Sasuke? Sakura bit her lip as she came to the door of that room, the sliding door cracked enough for her to see inside rather clearly.
Another grunt floated out of the room, this one softer. Sakura’s eyes focused. It was Sasuke’s bedroom, and… and… Sakura’s eyes widened in shock as she dropped to her knees noiselessly, her kunai slipping from her fingers with a thud that startled her even more. Sasuke wasn’t in trouble, wasn’t hurt… in fact, he looked to be enjoying himself. Enjoying Naruto dragging him down to kiss the breath out of him.
Sakura was so surprised she was trembling, but she wasn’t angry at Naruto, though she felt she should be. It was something else, that something else that kept her watching. The way Sasuke moved on top of Naruto was like liquid as he stripped the blonde boy’s shirt from him, tossing it aside. She’d seen Naruto topless before - how could she not, when he was so brazen about it? - but suddenly, everything seemed more pronounced.
Oh God… Sakura thought. The noises Naruto were making traveled straight through her, creating the feeling of butterflies in her stomach. She watched Sasuke travel down Naruto’s chest, watched him arch into Sasuke, frantically trying to get the pale boy’s shirt off. Sasuke stopped for a moment, letting the blue shirt slide over his head, and Sakura’s breath hitched. She pressed a hand to her mouth to keep herself quiet, her other hand resting on her inner thigh.
They looked so amazing together, Sakura noted belatedly. Naruto was the dark to Sasuke’s light; she could see that plainly when their lips met again, Naruto biting and sucking at Sasuke’s lips like a hungry kitten. Sasuke ground against Naruto and groaned, his voice dark and velvety, and Sakura felt a growing wetness between her legs. Sakura had thought about Sasuke like that, sure, but seeing him sliding against Naruto made her hotter than just thinking about him had ever done.
They were talking, Sakura noticed; she could only hear snatches of words between the wet noises their mouths made together, but from Naruto, it sounded something like ‘you better make this good’, in which she saw Sasuke smirk - and that made her fidget and want to whimper - and say clearly, ‘trust me, I will’.
Sakura watched, transfixed, as Naruto lifted his hips, letting Sasuke pull his pants down in one smooth motion. She couldn’t believe that it was Naruto in that bed with Sasuke; she couldn’t believe that she’d never noticed before how gorgeous Naruto was. Sakura didn’t have time to contemplate it, though, because Sasuke was already standing, shimmying out of his own shorts. As if Sakura didn’t already have reason to admire Sasuke, he’d just given her another one.
His entire body was that same strikingly pale milk colour, and seeing him naked, crawling back on top of Naruto, made her envy the boisterous blonde. The next noise from Naruto sent shivers through Sakura. She couldn’t tell if it was a growl, a purr, or maybe a mix of both, but it was possessive and concentrated and made her feel even warmer, helping that pressure build between her thighs. She let her hand wander to her crotch, pressing her hand flat against herself, rocking just a little bit and shuddering when pleasure shot through her.
Sasuke was in between Naruto’s legs now, head bobbing with wet, slurping sounds. Naruto’s moans increased in pitch, his fingers twining through Sasuke’s hair, and Sakura could only barely make out Naruto’s strung together words, the syllables of each word blending but effective. It turned her on wildly to learn that Naruto was pleading with Sasuke, begging him to stop being such a cocktease and to fuck him already. Sakura slipped her fingers into her mouth, sucking them to stifle the moan rising in her throat as she rubbed herself against her hand.
Sasuke smirked again, reaching behind himself where Sakura couldn’t see. Sasuke faded out of view altogether for the next few moments, but Sakura had a pretty good idea what he was doing, what, with the way Naruto rolled his hips deep into the mattress of the bed, pleading in that same tone for Sasuke to just hurry up.
Sakura’s breaths came in short puffs around her fingers. She wished it was Sasuke’s hands between her legs and Naruto’s fingers in her mouth as she watched Sasuke push slowly into Naruto, letting his calves rest on Sasuke’s shoulders. Naruto’s head fell to the side on an open moan, and for a moment a jolt of panic ran through Sakura; he had to have seen her! But his eyes were glassy and dazed, and Sakura relaxed again, her arousal coming back to her with even more force.
Sasuke set a rhythm, pounding into Naruto ruthlessly, and all that bravado and sheer masculinity that Naruto paraded around with faded away. Sakura couldn’t believe it, even as she rubbed herself to their rhythm, that Sasuke had Naruto writhing and whimpering under him, calling his name. Sakura’s vision was blurring and she could barely see Sasuke or Naruto anymore, just the neat arc their bodies made when they met, and she could only hear Sasuke’s groans and she was almost there with them, trying so hard to bite back the moans she wanted them to hear.
Sakura’s hand jerked and her orgasm came to her in waves, stuttering through her body like electrical pulses. A long, whispered ‘oh’ fell from her lips, and she was spent, satisfied, more so than she’d ever been before. Her senses came back to her slowly, and when her vision had cleared and the blood rushing in her ears died down, she managed to see Sasuke lying satiated on top of Naruto, and hear the blonde talking.
“Hey, hey, Sasuke…,” she heard Naruto say. Sasuke didn’t reply with words, only mumbled. The next words stopped Sakura in her tracks.
“Sakura’s out there.”
Oh, shit.
~Owari~
Title: Unexpected Discoveries
Author: Kitana
Warnings: NC-17; Sasuke x Naruto with voyeur!Sakura. Sakura gets up enough courage to go and visit Sasuke at his apartment, and finds something highly unexpected.
***
She was here. She was really here. Sakura looked up at the little apartment she knew to be Sasuke’s. She already had everything figured out - she would tip toe in, knock at the door, and surprise Sasuke. Then she’d talk to him for a little while and maybe ask him out for a late night walk. All she had to do now is work up the courage to go inside.
Sakura stood outside for moments longer, the light breeze blowing through her hair and chilling her. Finally, she sighed. It was now or never, she decided. Besides, if she could just do this, she could brag to Ino and make her endlessly jealous. That in itself gave Sakura the boost she needed to go inside and up the stairs.
From what Sakura could tell, it was fairly quiet inside. No surprise there, though. Sasuke and loud noises just didn’t seem to belong in the same sentence, let alone the same room. Sakura raised her fist to the door, ready to knock, but hesitating. Another deep breath, and she knocked. Waiting anxiously for an answer, or the opening of the door, or something, she smoothed her hair down, pushing strands back behind her ears.
A few minutes stretched by. Maybe he didn’t hear her the first time. Sakura knocked again, a little harder, and the door creaked open a tiny bit. Anxiety left Sakura, replaced by a sudden curiosity. If Sasuke wasn’t home - which he couldn’t have been, since otherwise he would’ve heard her knocking - why would he leave his door unlocked?
Sakura looked around, before pushing the door tentatively, widening it enough to slip inside. She blinked as she saw the inside. As bare as it was, with only the minimum needed for living comfortably inside, the floor was a complete mess. She would have expected better of Sasuke; in fact, she still did. Something had to be wrong for his home to look like this.
Sakura’s suspicions were confirmed when she heard a loud grunt coming from a side room. Sasuke might be in trouble! She had to think quickly. She pulled a kunai from the pouch on her hip, and crouched down a little, tip toeing stealthily towards the room. What would she do if someone was out for Sasuke? Sakura bit her lip as she came to the door of that room, the sliding door cracked enough for her to see inside rather clearly.
Another grunt floated out of the room, this one softer. Sakura’s eyes focused. It was Sasuke’s bedroom, and… and… Sakura’s eyes widened in shock as she dropped to her knees noiselessly, her kunai slipping from her fingers with a thud that startled her even more. Sasuke wasn’t in trouble, wasn’t hurt… in fact, he looked to be enjoying himself. Enjoying Naruto dragging him down to kiss the breath out of him.
Sakura was so surprised she was trembling, but she wasn’t angry at Naruto, though she felt she should be. It was something else, that something else that kept her watching. The way Sasuke moved on top of Naruto was like liquid as he stripped the blonde boy’s shirt from him, tossing it aside. She’d seen Naruto topless before - how could she not, when he was so brazen about it? - but suddenly, everything seemed more pronounced.
Oh God… Sakura thought. The noises Naruto were making traveled straight through her, creating the feeling of butterflies in her stomach. She watched Sasuke travel down Naruto’s chest, watched him arch into Sasuke, frantically trying to get the pale boy’s shirt off. Sasuke stopped for a moment, letting the blue shirt slide over his head, and Sakura’s breath hitched. She pressed a hand to her mouth to keep herself quiet, her other hand resting on her inner thigh.
They looked so amazing together, Sakura noted belatedly. Naruto was the dark to Sasuke’s light; she could see that plainly when their lips met again, Naruto biting and sucking at Sasuke’s lips like a hungry kitten. Sasuke ground against Naruto and groaned, his voice dark and velvety, and Sakura felt a growing wetness between her legs. Sakura had thought about Sasuke like that, sure, but seeing him sliding against Naruto made her hotter than just thinking about him had ever done.
They were talking, Sakura noticed; she could only hear snatches of words between the wet noises their mouths made together, but from Naruto, it sounded something like ‘you better make this good’, in which she saw Sasuke smirk - and that made her fidget and want to whimper - and say clearly, ‘trust me, I will’.
Sakura watched, transfixed, as Naruto lifted his hips, letting Sasuke pull his pants down in one smooth motion. She couldn’t believe that it was Naruto in that bed with Sasuke; she couldn’t believe that she’d never noticed before how gorgeous Naruto was. Sakura didn’t have time to contemplate it, though, because Sasuke was already standing, shimmying out of his own shorts. As if Sakura didn’t already have reason to admire Sasuke, he’d just given her another one.
His entire body was that same strikingly pale milk colour, and seeing him naked, crawling back on top of Naruto, made her envy the boisterous blonde. The next noise from Naruto sent shivers through Sakura. She couldn’t tell if it was a growl, a purr, or maybe a mix of both, but it was possessive and concentrated and made her feel even warmer, helping that pressure build between her thighs. She let her hand wander to her crotch, pressing her hand flat against herself, rocking just a little bit and shuddering when pleasure shot through her.
Sasuke was in between Naruto’s legs now, head bobbing with wet, slurping sounds. Naruto’s moans increased in pitch, his fingers twining through Sasuke’s hair, and Sakura could only barely make out Naruto’s strung together words, the syllables of each word blending but effective. It turned her on wildly to learn that Naruto was pleading with Sasuke, begging him to stop being such a cocktease and to fuck him already. Sakura slipped her fingers into her mouth, sucking them to stifle the moan rising in her throat as she rubbed herself against her hand.
Sasuke smirked again, reaching behind himself where Sakura couldn’t see. Sasuke faded out of view altogether for the next few moments, but Sakura had a pretty good idea what he was doing, what, with the way Naruto rolled his hips deep into the mattress of the bed, pleading in that same tone for Sasuke to just hurry up.
Sakura’s breaths came in short puffs around her fingers. She wished it was Sasuke’s hands between her legs and Naruto’s fingers in her mouth as she watched Sasuke push slowly into Naruto, letting his calves rest on Sasuke’s shoulders. Naruto’s head fell to the side on an open moan, and for a moment a jolt of panic ran through Sakura; he had to have seen her! But his eyes were glassy and dazed, and Sakura relaxed again, her arousal coming back to her with even more force.
Sasuke set a rhythm, pounding into Naruto ruthlessly, and all that bravado and sheer masculinity that Naruto paraded around with faded away. Sakura couldn’t believe it, even as she rubbed herself to their rhythm, that Sasuke had Naruto writhing and whimpering under him, calling his name. Sakura’s vision was blurring and she could barely see Sasuke or Naruto anymore, just the neat arc their bodies made when they met, and she could only hear Sasuke’s groans and she was almost there with them, trying so hard to bite back the moans she wanted them to hear.
Sakura’s hand jerked and her orgasm came to her in waves, stuttering through her body like electrical pulses. A long, whispered ‘oh’ fell from her lips, and she was spent, satisfied, more so than she’d ever been before. Her senses came back to her slowly, and when her vision had cleared and the blood rushing in her ears died down, she managed to see Sasuke lying satiated on top of Naruto, and hear the blonde talking.
“Hey, hey, Sasuke…,” she heard Naruto say. Sasuke didn’t reply with words, only mumbled. The next words stopped Sakura in her tracks.
“Sakura’s out there.”
Oh, shit.
~Owari~