Juliette is My Ring Ding Dong (1/1)
Thank you ever so much to death_note13 and syrraki. You really did encourage me to push past my comfort zone and actually made me want to finish this comfortable couple coitus, so I dedicate this fondue fic to you two.
...however weird that may sound, but I ♥ you, bruvs. *glomps*
Warnings for sex of the very playful variety and the very blatant overuse of the c-word--42 times. (╯_╰)
I know I don't usually write it, but the idea just smacked me upside the head and snuck its way into the Domestic series, because of what Naruto said Suigetsu said about Sasuke. Although it's kind of unrealistic, I think, non-penetrative sex ftw!
No comment on wanton!Sasuke *coughs* but I love me some competentferal!Naruto. Being so elusive in slash fic, I seriously cannot get enough of him. He's dangerous, son. Crouching idiot, hidden Beast--that boy is a monster in Sasuke's bed...said Lady Gaga.
Anyway, however this turns out, please don't stone me. They're legal here. I'm legal here. And enough of a nervous wreck as it is. Already know exactly where I'm going for this, and it's definitely not on the stairway to heaven. More like the highway to--
Oh wow, this came out some kind of dirty. Still no comment on Sasuke and his acquiescence to Naruto's apparent kinks...this with all the things I ended up taking out. *shakes head*
And yet I'm sort of oddly proud.
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Characters: Naruto/Sasuke
Rating: NC-17
Words: 5754
Summary: “I don’t think it’d be appropriate to say sorry at this point when I lack the proper conviction.”
The shirt comes off, finally, but by then Naruto’s rooted to the spot, eyes roaming on their own accord, watching Sasuke peel away the last of his clothes and gradually exposing skin Naruto has to forcibly restrain himself from reaching out to touch.
Taking his sweet time, Sasuke lets the shirt slip from his fingers to fall straight to the floor. Way too slowly, he starts to crawl towards him, and it’s a hand none too gentle on his chest that compels Naruto on his back. Well, it’s more like a hard shove, really, but resisting Sasuke in this kind of rare mood is the last thing Naruto wants to do.
Strong thighs straddle Naruto’s sides. The corner of Sasuke’s bottom lip coloured red is hidden by a brief show of front teeth. He places both hands on Naruto’s shoulders, stares down at him with dark eyes that look anything but coy.
Predatory is what first comes to mind.
Although sadistic bastard works pretty well in this situation, too.
It works in a lot of situations actually.
“You’re enjoying this a little too much, don’t you think?” Fighting to keep his hands to himself, Naruto takes a deep breath. “There’s no way you don’t like doing this on purpose.”
“It was your idea,” Sasuke whispers, right below Naruto’s ear. Raising his hips, he steadies himself with one hand resting on Naruto’s shoulder. With his other hand, he wraps long fingers around Naruto’s cock, thumb rubbing along the foreskin, up the head then flicking the slit. “You wanted me to do this, remember.”
“How could I forget,” Naruto mutters. “Had to beg you for it.” He lifts his head to kiss Sasuke’s jaw, letting loose this rough kind of sound that vibrates in his throat as Sasuke starts to pull away. His mouth misses Sasuke’s neck, lips only brushing across warm skin, and he brings his teeth together with an audible snap when Sasuke’s fully out of his reach.
He did want Sasuke to do this. All the trouble he had to go through trying to convince Sasuke, he still does. Especially since Sasuke doesn’t readily agree to do it all that often.
Sure, his track record for holding out during this kind of thing isn’t the best, but there’s something about seeing Sasuke sliding back and forth over the head of his cock-not even being inside him, but having that weight, the feel of that slight pressure on top of him, and Sasuke moving his hips painstakingly slow like he knows how to do maybe a little too well-for some reason, it just...does things to him.
Not that he expects to hold out very long this time, either, just like the last time, but of course he’s not going to admit that to Sasuke.
Still, it doesn’t mean he won’t make the attempt, so he folds his hands behind his head, if only to put them somewhere that’s not on Sasuke. “Can you blame me if I like to touch you? Good things can happen when I touch you.”
Sasuke gives him this hint of a grin that might as well be called a smirk. “Where’s the fun in that?”
“I bet you really do get off on this.” Craning his neck in anticipation, Naruto hisses at the sight of his cock trapped between his stomach and Sasuke placing himself right over it. “Don’t you?”
“You’re the one who said you wanted to try it without touching me this time.”
Blowing out a puff of air, Naruto groans when Sasuke slides back a little. Not too much. Just enough that Sasuke’s skimming the underside of his cock, almost but not really sitting on top of it, and Naruto’s head falls back against the bed with a soft thud. “Okay, forget the no touching rule. I changed my mind.”
“Figures you can’t even follow your own conditions.” Two fingers grabbing Naruto’s chin, Sasuke catches Naruto’s upper lip with his mouth, but he just as soon lets go, teeth grazing lightly across supple skin as he pulls away. “...but you never last anyway.”
Naruto’s tongue brushes over his top lip. “That’s because you’re never fair.”
“Why are you being so impatient?” Running his hands over Naruto’s chest, slowly, Sasuke starts to slide forward. Really, really slowly along Naruto’s cock and pressing it flat against Naruto’s stomach. “You don’t see me in a rush.”
There’s this garbled sort of croaking sound Naruto doesn’t immediately recognise. But it’s not until after he sees the head of his cock completely disappear beneath Sasuke, feels the foreskin coated with precome being smothered over that taut space behind the back of Sasuke’s upper thighs-because that’s right up there with actually being inside Sasuke, like watching Sasuke riding him fast and hard clenched around his cock sohotsotightsogood it almost hurts-that Naruto hears himself make the sound again.
“O-obviously, Sasuke. Obviously.”
“Think you can actually manage to stay still this time?”
“...I don’t know.” Pretending to be shy, Naruto turns his head to the side.
Sasuke raises an eyebrow.
“Does it count if I touch you like this?” Curling his stomach, Naruto reaches around Sasuke’s lower back. He cups Sasuke’s cheeks, pulls Sasuke towards him with fingers travelling to the back of Sasuke’s left thigh, but Sasuke twitches, twisting from the touch and quick to push away Naruto’s arm.
“Naruto, don’t...”
Sasuke’s careful expression inspires a slight quirk at the corner of Naruto’s mouth. “What about this?” He gropes Sasuke’s cock, pressing down hard and keeping his hand still without breaking his gaze, because it’s no secret Sasuke’s not as patient as he likes to appear to be.
True to form, it doesn’t take long for Sasuke to cave in. Fingers digging into Naruto’s shoulders, he drops his head with a low murmur. His breathing starts to turn heavy, and he rolls his hips, rubbing himself against Naruto’s hand while he grinds on top of Naruto’s cock.
With a grunt, he pushes off of Naruto, reaching behind him with both hands on the bed as he throws his head back.
Intent, Naruto presses his lips together, watches as Sasuke starts to slow down. He runs his hands up and down Sasuke’s thighs, turning them out a little more so he can get a better view of his cock being covered by Sasuke. Gradually, his hands make their way up Sasuke’s sides. He breathes in, breathes out.
Head lolled back, Sasuke allows himself to be pulled up. The hands on his hips encourage him towards Naruto. They squeeze as he slides along the length of Naruto’s cock, squeezing again when he settles himself right over the head. He reaches to hold his own cock, tries to suppress this sort of really shameless-sounding kind of moan as he starts to get himself off with Naruto’s cock moving back and forth underneath him.
Hard, Naruto swallows the lump in his throat.
He gives it a couple of seconds, a moment or two that ends up seeming a lot longer than it actually is.
It’s not like they both didn’t already know he wasn’t going to last anyway.
Without warning, he sits up. He breathes into Sasuke’s neck, reaching around Sasuke to grab the back of his thighs. Measured thrusts shove his cock against Sasuke’s. They make Sasuke bounce on his lap, up and down and again, and Naruto thrusts one more time before lowering himself back on the bed and taking Sasuke with him.
“Got you.”
Sasuke doesn’t exactly frown, but he still gives Naruto this little annoyed look that has the opposite effect of what he probably intended. “...that’s not going to work on me every time.”
Planting his feet apart on the bed, pulling Sasuke between his legs, Naruto leers, kneading the skin at that spot behind Sasuke’s left thigh that causes Sasuke to twitch again. “Haven’t had a problem with it so far.”
“N-naru-”
Sasuke jolts when Naruto slams up into him, starts to squirms against Naruto lowering then raising his hips again and again. A visible shudder runs through him. His body contorts, bending at the waist, and he muffles a choked cry on Naruto’s chest, pushing away from the fingers attempting to leave impressions on his hips.
Naruto grunts at the fist prodding his side. Knuckles drag along his ribs as he lowers his hands to clutch the back of Sasuke’s legs. He pulls Sasuke up with a jerk, hisses and wraps his arms around Sasuke’s waist.
Muscles stretched tight, he holds Sasuke firm against his chest. Raising his hips, he tries to extend a too short-lived burst of friction, tries to hang on to the feel of his cock brushed up against Sasuke’s, the feel of Sasuke’s cock pressed against his skin.
Sasuke groans, moving against Naruto, but the arms around him keep him still. His foot flails, and he casts one arm to the side, hitting the bed with a fist once, then two more times before trying to push away with the heel of his palm.
Suddenly, Naruto rolls back his pelvis and shoves up, drives into Sasuke with a quick series of controlled thrusts starting an unyielding momentum that forces Sasuke’s head to snap up with a sharp gasp.
Sasuke buries his face in the crook of Naruto’s neck, fingers clawing at the sheets as his body carries the motion of every other thrust.
“Just like that, Sasuke, come on. It’s not too much. It’s not too much.”
Tightening his hold on Sasuke’s waist, Naruto flips Sasuke on his back. He reaches for Sasuke’s arms and throws them above Sasuke’s head. His right hand keeps both of Sasuke’s wrists pinned to the bed. The other hand travels up Sasuke’s side then slips over his hip down to Sasuke’s thigh. Bringing an arm behind the back of Sasuke’s knee, he hoists Sasuke’s leg over his shoulder.
He places himself at an angle, draws back with his pelvis and slams down hard. Faster, he starts to move, faster and faster with each gasp from Sasuke, each soft intake of Naruto mixed in with an occasional death threat or two.
Or five.
But he can’t deny he craves Sasuke like this, loves the fact that Sasuke actually likes doing this with him, too even if he still refuses to admit it most of the time, because it’s hot and heavy the way Naruto likes it. Everything else dissolves, and it’s just them. It’s just grunts and moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing off the walls-all caught between those surges of that really feel-good kind of friction there and gone and rightthere again.
It never feels like he can get enough.
“...look at me, Sasuke.”
Sasuke shuts his eyes with a hitched gasp, bucking against him, but Naruto just pushes back down harder. Sharper.
“Don’t get shy on me now. Show me you want it. Show me how much you want it.”
Pressing the side of his face against his arm, Sasuke shakes his head, lips drawn tight to hold back muted noises that start to grow louder.
“Look at-”
Again, Sasuke shakes his head, turning his face into his other arm.
“Look at me.”
Naruto’s fingers depress hard into the back of Sasuke’s left thigh, and Sasuke arches into him with wide eyes, voice cracking with a strangled cry. He shoves aside Sasuke’s leg over his shoulder, freeing his hand that moves to grab Sasuke’s jaw.
Hovering above Sasuke’s face, he opens his mouth but moves just out of reach when Sasuke lifts his head trying to kiss him. He puts a little more pressure in his grip. Palm cupping Sasuke’s chin, his fingers press a little harder into Sasuke’s skin. He breathes over Sasuke’s bottom lip, almost takes it in his mouth before drawing back.
Sasuke slides his chest along Naruto’s, rubbing against him with firm nipples lightly dragging across Naruto’s skin.
A groan comes deep from the back of Naruto’s throat. He dives down to cover Sasuke’s mouth, swallows his low murmur and kisses him wet and greedy, almost bruising when his hand moves to tilt Sasuke’s head further back. He moans into Sasuke’s mouth, hips bearing down on him hard and sinking Sasuke into the bed.
Pulling away, he licks his lips. His fingers let go of Sasuke’s jaw to trail up Sasuke’s arm and reach for one of his wrists. He keeps both held down with one in each hand, watches Sasuke watching him, and his eyes travel down to stare at Sasuke’s parted lips made shiny by saliva.
Then he starts to move.
Starts to thrust against Sasuke, keeping their groins flush, rotating his hips with small jerks, relentless, rubbing his cock all over Sasuke and pressing down into coarse hair trailing down hot skin.
Sasuke gasps, curving his spine in an arc that brushes his chest against Naruto’s. He lowers his back, raising his knees with both feet flat on the bed, closing his eyes and opening his legs.
“You like that, huh.” Naruto grits his teeth, almost unleashes a growl through the words that come out thick and heavy. “Mhm-mhm, you like that. You like that.”
Folding his mouth shut, Sasuke starts to move, starts to shift up and down the bed almost frantic against him.
“Come on, Sasuke, give it to me. Give it to me, Sasuke, come on-come on.”
Sasuke’s breathing starts to get louder, snagged at the end of low moans that start to rise in pitch, higher and higher, coming in faster and faster with each swing of his hips making large circles meeting Naruto’s thrusts.
“That’s it-give it to me just like that.” Naruto licks his lips again, hands on Sasuke’s wrists pushing down hard and voice dropping to a low whisper, “...give it to me.”
Sasuke shoves into him with a sharp cry, and Naruto twitches. He turns stiff for a moment, stomach coiling when Sasuke shudders beneath him.
A sharp thrust sinks Sasuke deeper into the bed, keeps their cocks touching caught between them, and Naruto just holds him there for a second, holds as long as he can to that really tight feeling from being pressed up against Sasuke like this. With a low groan, he starts to loosen up. He leans down, nuzzling his cheek against the side of Sasuke’s face. Letting go of Sasuke’s wrists, he takes a breather in the silence that eventually settles between them.
He starts to ease off Sasuke and wriggles a little to make himself comfy, crossing his arms on top of Sasuke’s chest and resting his chin on his forearm. Real deep, he inhales and exhales. Nice and easy. “I don’t think it’d be appropriate to say sorry at this point when I lack the proper conviction.”
Sasuke drapes an arm over his forehead, chest heaving. He stares at the ceiling, just lies there on the bed, listless with Naruto on top of him. “...Uzumaki Naruto, I am going to fucking end you.”
“Sure, you say you want to kill me now.” Naruto uses a pinkie to scratch the back of his ear. “Just wait until the next time. You’ll say you want to kill me then, too.”
Pushing his hair away from his face, Sasuke takes a deep breath and lets out this incredulous huff. “This time I’ll make sure there won’t be a next time-I knew you wouldn’t last.”
Naruto chuckles, the sound a low rumble resonating against Sasuke’s chest. “Yeah, I know I tend to get carried away, but what can I say? It’s not like you don’t get really into it, too.”
“You shouldn’t wear such a pleased expression about that kind of thing.”
“Hehe.” Rising to stand on his knees, Naruto ruffles his hair, sitting back on his feet. “I’m still hard, though.” He glances down at his bobbing erection then wiggles his eyebrows when he looks up in time to catch Sasuke turning his head away.
“Not my problem. Take care of it yourself.”
“And you’re fine?” Naruto makes the short reach for Sasuke’s cock. He hums when Sasuke starts to make slow thrusts into hand. “I’m pretty sure this says it’s not just my problem.”
But then Sasuke stops, keeping Naruto’s hand still with his fingers curled around Naruto’s arm. “W-wait. Not yet.”
“What?”
Pushing away from Naruto’s hand, Sasuke shuffles back a little, sitting up to reach over for the condom and the small bottle of lube on the table beside the bed. He narrows his eyes at the look dangerously close to bordering on smug that Naruto gives him. “Don’t say anything.”
“Nothing to make a big deal out of.” Unable not to crack a smile, Naruto takes the condom and bottle Sasuke all but slaps into his hand. “I just didn’t realise how much you liked it when I-”
Sasuke reaches for the back of Naruto’s head and quiets him with a harried kiss. Slowly, when Naruto gives up a moan from the back of his throat, Sasuke begins to draw away. “What’d I just say?”
Biting back a grin, Naruto watches Sasuke make himself comfortable on the bed while shifting on top of the pillow he places under his back. His eyes follow the slow extension of one leg, and he pats twice the knee of the other leg Sasuke leaves raised. “Not another word.”
He lays the condom down beside him and takes the cap off the lube, emptying what’s left of the bottle into his palm.
Before he has a chance to do anything with the lube, however, Sasuke grabs Naruto’s hand and places it over his cock. He starts to take in shallow breaths, sighs as he spreads his legs just enough for Naruto to move in between them. Rubbing himself against Naruto’s hand, he slowly guides it over his sack, then pushes it lower, gasps when Naruto decides to work in a finger, and the slight arch of his back turns into this fluid motion he keeps going with a roll of his hips.
He lets go of Naruto’s hand. Closing his eyes, he stretches out his arms, folding them above his head and releasing this low sort of heady moan that makes Naruto’s cock twitch.
Teeth dragging down the left corner of his bottom lip, he opens his legs a little wider, making that same sound again, this time with the tiniest hint of a grin curved around Naruto’s name.
The bottle of lube tumbling out of his hand onto the bed, Naruto just stares, gulps with his mouth suddenly dry that goes slack when Sasuke begins to rock himself on one finger that gradually becomes two, then three, and fuck if he can’t get the condom on fast enough.
It takes him a few tries, a few unnecessary added seconds that encompasses the time it takes to rip open the condom, because the way Sasuke’s moving like that, making those kinds of sounds, yeah, Sasuke really does know how to be distracting, but eventually, Naruto does get the damn thing on.
He settles himself over Sasuke, one elbow placed beside him on the bed. Little by little, he starts to guide the tip of his cock in. He forces out a breath through his nose, gritting his teeth while trying not to move too soon. “Jeeze, you’re tight.”
“Mm-hm.” There’s a slight movement of his hips, and Sasuke shifts against Naruto’s cock. He opens his eyes with a jolt, reaching with his right hand for Naruto’s waist. His fingers trail lightly along Naruto’s side, and he pauses to place his arm around Naruto’s shoulders.
“You okay?”
Raising his left leg, Sasuke slings it over Naruto’s back, his heel digging into Naruto’s skin and urging him closer. “Are you seriously asking me that now?”
“Che. Well, excuse me for caring.” But Naruto laughs and doesn’t allow himself to move for a few more seconds.
Sasuke nudges him one more time with his foot then lowers it back to the bed. “Get on with it.”
“So pushy.” Breathing in, Naruto breathes out as his cock slips out of Sasuke. His fingers curl around the base, and he gives it a few strokes before beating it lightly on Sasuke’s own cock. He slides the head along the hollow at the juncture of Sasuke’s inner thigh, up and back down again, hisses when he slides it down further and starts to press into Sasuke again. “R-relax for me, first.”
“You’re the one who needs to relax.”
Probably, but slow and steady isn’t exactly Naruto’s thing. He still tries, though, because sometimes Sasuke does like it, and he can’t remember a time when the payoff wasn’t worth it.
Then again, Sasuke also likes being a goddamn tease.
He meets Naruto’s prolonged thrust with a more obvious restraint but starts to pull away, actually starts to move back, and then has the nerve to give him this almost haughty look when Naruto places a shaky hand on Sasuke’s hip to keep him still.
“You know,” Naruto says, “it really wouldn’t hurt you to stop being so full of yourself every once in a while.”
“I know.” Closing his eyes, Sasuke absently sighs with this lazy kind of satisfaction. He rotates his hips, deliberately slow, and pushes himself a little further on Naruto’s cock.
Naruto tilts his head back and exhales. He looks back down to see the head of his cock being taken in, groans as he watches it disappear inside Sasuke. Not even halfway in and he’s this tense, but he waits to move when Sasuke stops.
Slowly, Sasuke unfolds the arms over his head. Elbows pointed out, he lays one hand over the other, resting his cheek against his shoulder. There’s a slight curve to his back that lifts him from the pillow and makes his chest rise just a little. Eyes not fully open peer at Naruto with a heavy gaze and parted lips that give way to this really soft, almost indulgent moan.
“Stop staring at me and move, Naruto.”
Honestly, it’s not Naruto’s fault if that kind of thing’s become something of a habit.
“You look really hot like that,” he murmurs, running his hands up and down Sasuke’s sides. “Not as hot as me, of course, but still...”
“Is your sad attempt at dirty talk actually supposed to turn me on?”
“Nah. I already know what turns you on. I just really don’t mind looking at you when you’re like this.” His hands that moved to rest along the back of Sasuke’s thighs travel back up to settle on Sasuke’s waist, and Naruto draws circles into Sasuke’s skin with his thumbs. “Because you’re really hot.”
“Tell me something I don’t know.”
“You’re real modest, too.” Naruto snorts. “And you call me cocky.”
“You are.”
Naruto leans over, moving his hands facedown to rest on either side of Sasuke’s head. “Knowing what you like, since when does that make me cocky?” He looks at Sasuke with a sly grin. “Or is it you can’t admit I just make you feel that good?”
“No, you’re just that cocky.”
“You saying you don’t like that I know what it does to you when I do this?”
Sasuke shivers when Naruto kisses him right beneath his lower jaw. He clutches Naruto’s hair with both hands, pulling him closer with a sharp intake of breath that becomes uneven when Naruto starts to suck on his neck. “C-cocky and annoying.”
“All this coming from the guy who really likes to ride my-”
“I don’t, uh, I don’t keep-ah, keep you around for your ability to talk too much. Put your mouth to good use.”
Naruto grins into Sasuke’s skin with a low chuckle. Sneaking an arm underneath Sasuke’s lower back, he lifts him up to meet another thrust, pacing himself so he won’t be tempted to move too fast. “So my mouth’s the only reason you keep me around, huh? Nothing else?”
Leaning his head back, Sasuke elongates his neck, making room for Naruto’s mouth seemingly attached to it. “...I guess I could have done worse.”
Naruto’s teeth lightly nip at Sasuke’s skin. He raises his head to look down at Sasuke with a playful growl, masking a more serious tone that still manages to come through his voice. “You really want to go there?”
Sasuke just looks up at him with this little teasing grin, running a hand through Naruto’s hair. He moves his hips from side to side to take in more of Naruto’s cock. It’s almost a little more than halfway in, and he starts to rock against it, grabbing Naruto’s arm to run his fingers up and down fine hairs that tickle Naruto’s skin.
When Naruto starts to pull back, though, Sasuke gives him a pointed look, tightening the grip on his arm. “Don’t move.”
Naruto lets out a gruff sort of laugh. “Still think I’m cocky?”
Relaxing, Sasuke hums with a slight nod. His hips stop moving, and he pushes back strands of damp hair from Naruto’s face he reaches to hold with both hands. His fingers are light traces along the length of blond sideburns. He brings Naruto close, almost kisses him with a wisp of air blown across Naruto’s mouth, and really, Naruto can’t help that he gets distracted by Sasuke’s lips again. “But I’m better.”
So when his eyes grow wide at the sudden tightness that really shouldn’t have been so unexpected, Naruto can’t help the thick rasp that comes out, either, and he nearly falls when Sasuke shifts up only to slam back down on his cock.
Hunched over, he props his elbows on the bed, trying to give himself some kind of leverage to keep his balance against a Sasuke who doesn’t seem like he wants to let up on him anytime soon.
“What’s the matter,” Sasuke says, licking his lips, “suddenly can’t keep up?”
Warm hands don’t let go of his face, and Naruto grits his teeth, fighting back a deep groan that Sasuke’s still able to get out of him. There really should be a no talking rule for Sasuke while they’re having sex. “I wasn’t r-ready.”
“I thought you liked it hard and fast?” Sasuke raises both feet on the bed, lifting his knees to hold Naruto between his legs. “Unless it’s too much for you...”
“Like you’re-like you’re one to talk.” Panting, Naruto squeezes his eyes shut as he sucks in a harsh breath that comes out sounding a little too strained. Yeah, that no talking rule for Sasuke definitely needs to start being enforced. “You wouldn’t be so high and mighty if I-”
Swaying his hips, Sasuke opens his legs a little wider, going left and right while he’s going up and down on Naruto’s cock, taking it all the way in to sit on top of Naruto’s sack making loud slaps against his skin and bringing Naruto that much closer on the verge of collapse.
“Didn’t you want me to look at you, Naruto?” His name rolls off Sasuke’s tongue, drawn out long and slow and somehow still managing to come across steady despite the way Sasuke’s moving against him. “I can’t look at you if you’re not watching me.”
Blunt nails scrape at the sheets, and Naruto makes fists clutching the soft material seeping between his fingers.
“Don’t you want to watch me?”
Naruto doesn’t even know what he wants to do anymore, how he’s even supposed to breathe anymore, but his eyes are forced open with a sharp gasp when Sasuke sits on him again then suddenly decides to stop moving.
“Stay right here, Naruto.” Sasuke’s pulls Naruto’s head down, cradles Naruto’s face above his to pull him down so very close. “Right here-stay like this,” he breathes, and Naruto shudders at Sasuke’s lips brushing the soft words right against his mouth, “...stay inside me.”
A long guttural moan is wrenched from Naruto’s throat when he feels muscles clamping down hard around his cock sohotosotightsodamngood-feels like the life’s being squeezed out of him, like he seriously can’t move even though his legs won’t stop trembling.
“Shit, S-sasuke, you-” His voice comes out a hoarse cry, and he actually whimpers, fucking whimpers, digging his teeth into his lip, because it’s hot and it’s tight and it feels so good that he just wants to pull out and shove right back in, do it over and over again into that slick warmth, just wants to lose himself inside of Sasuke.
“Don’t move,” Sasuke murmurs, then his mouth turns up slightly at the corner to reveal that same too highly amused little grin that could pretty much pass for a smirk, just daring Naruto to look away.
But Naruto doesn’t try, couldn’t tear his gaze away even if he wanted to, because Sasuke doesn’t stop watching him, dark eyes focusing only on him, and there’s something about that tiny little grin that causes this really sharp tingle in Naruto’s right knee that makes his toes curl.
So he just kisses Sasuke instead, figures it’s a good enough compromise, even better when he leans into the touch of Sasuke’s arms moving to wrap tight around him that hug him close.
Drawing back, he slips his elbows to hook from the underneath Sasuke’s arms, flattening Sasuke’s cock sliding against his stomach as he starts to move with him. He pulls out halfway then pushes back in, tries to find some kind of rhythm to match Sasuke’s.
His movements start to pick up, and he drives into Sasuke a little faster, harder with quick shallow thrusts that make Sasuke hold on to him a little tighter, make Sasuke press his face against Naruto’s shoulder with soft gasps of Naruto searing hot air into his skin.
He drops his head with a breathless whisper of Sasuke’s name, holds Sasuke close to him, so close he can’t tell which one of them is shaking-or maybe they both are-but he’s still not as close as he wants to be yet.
He’s getting closer, though. Real close. So close he’s almost there. So damn ridiculously close, he’s almost rightthere with Sasuke clenching and unclenching around his cock, Sasuke moaning and arching into him. A little more. Just a little bit more and he’s right-
Pushing himself as much as he can inside Sasuke, Naruto stills. The balls of his feet bear down against the bed. His whole body goes rigid. The muscles in his leg contract, stiffen with his back and his arms taut supporting most of his weight.
A sharp hiss turns into a shuddering moan. Pushing back into Sasuke, he rides outs these sporadic little tremors, shoving Sasuke up the bed with a few more delayed thrusts until his cock starts to soften.
Sasuke runs his hands up and down Naruto’s back, slowly rocking himself against Naruto’s cock after Naruto stops moving. He lets his arms fall to the bed with a long sigh, finally loosening up from around him.
“...we really should find the time to do this more. I mean...” Lifting his hips, Naruto starts to pull out, carefully, because Sasuke still feels kind of tight around him, and he groans at the feel of his cock slipping free. Sprawling himself on top of Sasuke, he takes a deep breath and gradually lets it go. They’re both sticky and sort of sweaty, but he’s a little too spent to feel like getting up just yet. “...really.”
“Like we don’t do it enough as it is.”
“I never said we didn’t. Twice a week is good.”
Sasuke absently rubs his foot against the inside of Naruto’s ankle. “More like three or four.”
“Okay, more like three or four times a week. I’m just suggesting the possibility of doing it a lot more.”
“The day I decide to indulge you is the day you actually one-up me.”
“So,” Naruto draws out, sitting up on his elbows with an eager grin, “we’re going to start having sex more often now?”
Sasuke snorts, crossing his arms over the back of Naruto’s neck. “You really think you can one-up me?”
“Heh, is that even a question? I, the Great Uzumaki Naruto, finally caught the Menacing Himiko-bastard’s attention. What more do I need to prove?”
Sasuke frowns, giving a light poke to the back of Naruto’s head. “I thought you stopped calling me that.”
“Even after all this time, it still has a special ring to it. Hmm, Himiko-bastard...”
“You must not want to have sex anymore.”
“Let’s face it, Sasuke. You’re a guy. You like sex too much to give it up that easy. It’s in your genes.”
“You think so?”
“I know so.”
“We’ll see,” Sasuke says. “Call me that name again, though, and I’ll refresh your genes on what it feels like to be single.”
Naruto gives him a quick peck on the lips. “As long as I get to be single with you.”
Letting his arms fall from around Naruto’s neck, Sasuke rolls his eyes. “...you’re so corny, Naruto.” He makes a half-hearted attempt to nudge Naruto. “Now get off me. I need to shower. You’re sticky, and you’re all over me.”
“I thought you liked it when I was all over you? Better yet, when I’m deep inside-”
Reaching up for an unnecessarily harsh tug on Naruto’s hair, Sasuke gives him a dry look that’s far from inviting.
“Fine, fine.” With a snicker, Naruto rolls off Sasuke. “You win.”
Sasuke gives him a gentle shove on the back. Sitting up, he reaches for the hand towel draped over the headboard.
Naruto gets up and swings his legs over the edge of the bed. Hands clasped together, he stands with his arms raised towards the ceiling. He takes a few good seconds to stretch, making a show of flexing the stiff muscles in his back. Dropping his arms, he exaggerates a couple of shoulder shrugs, fully aware of Sasuke’s eyes watching his every move as he peels off the condom and throws it away in the small trash bin against the wall.
“...really, who are you trying to impress, Naruto?”
“Nobody.” Naruto looks at Sasuke from over his shoulder, wearing a wide grin at Sasuke’s softly amused expression. “Just proving I still know how to catch a certain Himiko-bastard’s atten-”
A low scowl is a laughing Naruto’s only warning before he ducks through the door, barely dodging the empty bottle of lube that almost hits him in the head.
...however weird that may sound, but I ♥ you, bruvs. *glomps*
Warnings for sex of the very playful variety and the very blatant overuse of the c-word--42 times. (╯_╰)
I know I don't usually write it, but the idea just smacked me upside the head and snuck its way into the Domestic series, because of what Naruto said Suigetsu said about Sasuke. Although it's kind of unrealistic, I think, non-penetrative sex ftw!
No comment on wanton!Sasuke *coughs* but I love me some competentferal!Naruto. Being so elusive in slash fic, I seriously cannot get enough of him. He's dangerous, son. Crouching idiot, hidden Beast--that boy is a monster in Sasuke's bed...said Lady Gaga.
Anyway, however this turns out, please don't stone me. They're legal here. I'm legal here. And enough of a nervous wreck as it is. Already know exactly where I'm going for this, and it's definitely not on the stairway to heaven. More like the highway to--
Oh wow, this came out some kind of dirty. Still no comment on Sasuke and his acquiescence to Naruto's apparent kinks...this with all the things I ended up taking out. *shakes head*
And yet I'm sort of oddly proud.
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Characters: Naruto/Sasuke
Rating: NC-17
Words: 5754
Summary: “I don’t think it’d be appropriate to say sorry at this point when I lack the proper conviction.”
The shirt comes off, finally, but by then Naruto’s rooted to the spot, eyes roaming on their own accord, watching Sasuke peel away the last of his clothes and gradually exposing skin Naruto has to forcibly restrain himself from reaching out to touch.
Taking his sweet time, Sasuke lets the shirt slip from his fingers to fall straight to the floor. Way too slowly, he starts to crawl towards him, and it’s a hand none too gentle on his chest that compels Naruto on his back. Well, it’s more like a hard shove, really, but resisting Sasuke in this kind of rare mood is the last thing Naruto wants to do.
Strong thighs straddle Naruto’s sides. The corner of Sasuke’s bottom lip coloured red is hidden by a brief show of front teeth. He places both hands on Naruto’s shoulders, stares down at him with dark eyes that look anything but coy.
Predatory is what first comes to mind.
Although sadistic bastard works pretty well in this situation, too.
It works in a lot of situations actually.
“You’re enjoying this a little too much, don’t you think?” Fighting to keep his hands to himself, Naruto takes a deep breath. “There’s no way you don’t like doing this on purpose.”
“It was your idea,” Sasuke whispers, right below Naruto’s ear. Raising his hips, he steadies himself with one hand resting on Naruto’s shoulder. With his other hand, he wraps long fingers around Naruto’s cock, thumb rubbing along the foreskin, up the head then flicking the slit. “You wanted me to do this, remember.”
“How could I forget,” Naruto mutters. “Had to beg you for it.” He lifts his head to kiss Sasuke’s jaw, letting loose this rough kind of sound that vibrates in his throat as Sasuke starts to pull away. His mouth misses Sasuke’s neck, lips only brushing across warm skin, and he brings his teeth together with an audible snap when Sasuke’s fully out of his reach.
He did want Sasuke to do this. All the trouble he had to go through trying to convince Sasuke, he still does. Especially since Sasuke doesn’t readily agree to do it all that often.
Sure, his track record for holding out during this kind of thing isn’t the best, but there’s something about seeing Sasuke sliding back and forth over the head of his cock-not even being inside him, but having that weight, the feel of that slight pressure on top of him, and Sasuke moving his hips painstakingly slow like he knows how to do maybe a little too well-for some reason, it just...does things to him.
Not that he expects to hold out very long this time, either, just like the last time, but of course he’s not going to admit that to Sasuke.
Still, it doesn’t mean he won’t make the attempt, so he folds his hands behind his head, if only to put them somewhere that’s not on Sasuke. “Can you blame me if I like to touch you? Good things can happen when I touch you.”
Sasuke gives him this hint of a grin that might as well be called a smirk. “Where’s the fun in that?”
“I bet you really do get off on this.” Craning his neck in anticipation, Naruto hisses at the sight of his cock trapped between his stomach and Sasuke placing himself right over it. “Don’t you?”
“You’re the one who said you wanted to try it without touching me this time.”
Blowing out a puff of air, Naruto groans when Sasuke slides back a little. Not too much. Just enough that Sasuke’s skimming the underside of his cock, almost but not really sitting on top of it, and Naruto’s head falls back against the bed with a soft thud. “Okay, forget the no touching rule. I changed my mind.”
“Figures you can’t even follow your own conditions.” Two fingers grabbing Naruto’s chin, Sasuke catches Naruto’s upper lip with his mouth, but he just as soon lets go, teeth grazing lightly across supple skin as he pulls away. “...but you never last anyway.”
Naruto’s tongue brushes over his top lip. “That’s because you’re never fair.”
“Why are you being so impatient?” Running his hands over Naruto’s chest, slowly, Sasuke starts to slide forward. Really, really slowly along Naruto’s cock and pressing it flat against Naruto’s stomach. “You don’t see me in a rush.”
There’s this garbled sort of croaking sound Naruto doesn’t immediately recognise. But it’s not until after he sees the head of his cock completely disappear beneath Sasuke, feels the foreskin coated with precome being smothered over that taut space behind the back of Sasuke’s upper thighs-because that’s right up there with actually being inside Sasuke, like watching Sasuke riding him fast and hard clenched around his cock sohotsotightsogood it almost hurts-that Naruto hears himself make the sound again.
“O-obviously, Sasuke. Obviously.”
“Think you can actually manage to stay still this time?”
“...I don’t know.” Pretending to be shy, Naruto turns his head to the side.
Sasuke raises an eyebrow.
“Does it count if I touch you like this?” Curling his stomach, Naruto reaches around Sasuke’s lower back. He cups Sasuke’s cheeks, pulls Sasuke towards him with fingers travelling to the back of Sasuke’s left thigh, but Sasuke twitches, twisting from the touch and quick to push away Naruto’s arm.
“Naruto, don’t...”
Sasuke’s careful expression inspires a slight quirk at the corner of Naruto’s mouth. “What about this?” He gropes Sasuke’s cock, pressing down hard and keeping his hand still without breaking his gaze, because it’s no secret Sasuke’s not as patient as he likes to appear to be.
True to form, it doesn’t take long for Sasuke to cave in. Fingers digging into Naruto’s shoulders, he drops his head with a low murmur. His breathing starts to turn heavy, and he rolls his hips, rubbing himself against Naruto’s hand while he grinds on top of Naruto’s cock.
With a grunt, he pushes off of Naruto, reaching behind him with both hands on the bed as he throws his head back.
Intent, Naruto presses his lips together, watches as Sasuke starts to slow down. He runs his hands up and down Sasuke’s thighs, turning them out a little more so he can get a better view of his cock being covered by Sasuke. Gradually, his hands make their way up Sasuke’s sides. He breathes in, breathes out.
Head lolled back, Sasuke allows himself to be pulled up. The hands on his hips encourage him towards Naruto. They squeeze as he slides along the length of Naruto’s cock, squeezing again when he settles himself right over the head. He reaches to hold his own cock, tries to suppress this sort of really shameless-sounding kind of moan as he starts to get himself off with Naruto’s cock moving back and forth underneath him.
Hard, Naruto swallows the lump in his throat.
He gives it a couple of seconds, a moment or two that ends up seeming a lot longer than it actually is.
It’s not like they both didn’t already know he wasn’t going to last anyway.
Without warning, he sits up. He breathes into Sasuke’s neck, reaching around Sasuke to grab the back of his thighs. Measured thrusts shove his cock against Sasuke’s. They make Sasuke bounce on his lap, up and down and again, and Naruto thrusts one more time before lowering himself back on the bed and taking Sasuke with him.
“Got you.”
Sasuke doesn’t exactly frown, but he still gives Naruto this little annoyed look that has the opposite effect of what he probably intended. “...that’s not going to work on me every time.”
Planting his feet apart on the bed, pulling Sasuke between his legs, Naruto leers, kneading the skin at that spot behind Sasuke’s left thigh that causes Sasuke to twitch again. “Haven’t had a problem with it so far.”
“N-naru-”
Sasuke jolts when Naruto slams up into him, starts to squirms against Naruto lowering then raising his hips again and again. A visible shudder runs through him. His body contorts, bending at the waist, and he muffles a choked cry on Naruto’s chest, pushing away from the fingers attempting to leave impressions on his hips.
Naruto grunts at the fist prodding his side. Knuckles drag along his ribs as he lowers his hands to clutch the back of Sasuke’s legs. He pulls Sasuke up with a jerk, hisses and wraps his arms around Sasuke’s waist.
Muscles stretched tight, he holds Sasuke firm against his chest. Raising his hips, he tries to extend a too short-lived burst of friction, tries to hang on to the feel of his cock brushed up against Sasuke’s, the feel of Sasuke’s cock pressed against his skin.
Sasuke groans, moving against Naruto, but the arms around him keep him still. His foot flails, and he casts one arm to the side, hitting the bed with a fist once, then two more times before trying to push away with the heel of his palm.
Suddenly, Naruto rolls back his pelvis and shoves up, drives into Sasuke with a quick series of controlled thrusts starting an unyielding momentum that forces Sasuke’s head to snap up with a sharp gasp.
Sasuke buries his face in the crook of Naruto’s neck, fingers clawing at the sheets as his body carries the motion of every other thrust.
“Just like that, Sasuke, come on. It’s not too much. It’s not too much.”
Tightening his hold on Sasuke’s waist, Naruto flips Sasuke on his back. He reaches for Sasuke’s arms and throws them above Sasuke’s head. His right hand keeps both of Sasuke’s wrists pinned to the bed. The other hand travels up Sasuke’s side then slips over his hip down to Sasuke’s thigh. Bringing an arm behind the back of Sasuke’s knee, he hoists Sasuke’s leg over his shoulder.
He places himself at an angle, draws back with his pelvis and slams down hard. Faster, he starts to move, faster and faster with each gasp from Sasuke, each soft intake of Naruto mixed in with an occasional death threat or two.
Or five.
But he can’t deny he craves Sasuke like this, loves the fact that Sasuke actually likes doing this with him, too even if he still refuses to admit it most of the time, because it’s hot and heavy the way Naruto likes it. Everything else dissolves, and it’s just them. It’s just grunts and moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing off the walls-all caught between those surges of that really feel-good kind of friction there and gone and rightthere again.
It never feels like he can get enough.
“...look at me, Sasuke.”
Sasuke shuts his eyes with a hitched gasp, bucking against him, but Naruto just pushes back down harder. Sharper.
“Don’t get shy on me now. Show me you want it. Show me how much you want it.”
Pressing the side of his face against his arm, Sasuke shakes his head, lips drawn tight to hold back muted noises that start to grow louder.
“Look at-”
Again, Sasuke shakes his head, turning his face into his other arm.
“Look at me.”
Naruto’s fingers depress hard into the back of Sasuke’s left thigh, and Sasuke arches into him with wide eyes, voice cracking with a strangled cry. He shoves aside Sasuke’s leg over his shoulder, freeing his hand that moves to grab Sasuke’s jaw.
Hovering above Sasuke’s face, he opens his mouth but moves just out of reach when Sasuke lifts his head trying to kiss him. He puts a little more pressure in his grip. Palm cupping Sasuke’s chin, his fingers press a little harder into Sasuke’s skin. He breathes over Sasuke’s bottom lip, almost takes it in his mouth before drawing back.
Sasuke slides his chest along Naruto’s, rubbing against him with firm nipples lightly dragging across Naruto’s skin.
A groan comes deep from the back of Naruto’s throat. He dives down to cover Sasuke’s mouth, swallows his low murmur and kisses him wet and greedy, almost bruising when his hand moves to tilt Sasuke’s head further back. He moans into Sasuke’s mouth, hips bearing down on him hard and sinking Sasuke into the bed.
Pulling away, he licks his lips. His fingers let go of Sasuke’s jaw to trail up Sasuke’s arm and reach for one of his wrists. He keeps both held down with one in each hand, watches Sasuke watching him, and his eyes travel down to stare at Sasuke’s parted lips made shiny by saliva.
Then he starts to move.
Starts to thrust against Sasuke, keeping their groins flush, rotating his hips with small jerks, relentless, rubbing his cock all over Sasuke and pressing down into coarse hair trailing down hot skin.
Sasuke gasps, curving his spine in an arc that brushes his chest against Naruto’s. He lowers his back, raising his knees with both feet flat on the bed, closing his eyes and opening his legs.
“You like that, huh.” Naruto grits his teeth, almost unleashes a growl through the words that come out thick and heavy. “Mhm-mhm, you like that. You like that.”
Folding his mouth shut, Sasuke starts to move, starts to shift up and down the bed almost frantic against him.
“Come on, Sasuke, give it to me. Give it to me, Sasuke, come on-come on.”
Sasuke’s breathing starts to get louder, snagged at the end of low moans that start to rise in pitch, higher and higher, coming in faster and faster with each swing of his hips making large circles meeting Naruto’s thrusts.
“That’s it-give it to me just like that.” Naruto licks his lips again, hands on Sasuke’s wrists pushing down hard and voice dropping to a low whisper, “...give it to me.”
Sasuke shoves into him with a sharp cry, and Naruto twitches. He turns stiff for a moment, stomach coiling when Sasuke shudders beneath him.
A sharp thrust sinks Sasuke deeper into the bed, keeps their cocks touching caught between them, and Naruto just holds him there for a second, holds as long as he can to that really tight feeling from being pressed up against Sasuke like this. With a low groan, he starts to loosen up. He leans down, nuzzling his cheek against the side of Sasuke’s face. Letting go of Sasuke’s wrists, he takes a breather in the silence that eventually settles between them.
He starts to ease off Sasuke and wriggles a little to make himself comfy, crossing his arms on top of Sasuke’s chest and resting his chin on his forearm. Real deep, he inhales and exhales. Nice and easy. “I don’t think it’d be appropriate to say sorry at this point when I lack the proper conviction.”
Sasuke drapes an arm over his forehead, chest heaving. He stares at the ceiling, just lies there on the bed, listless with Naruto on top of him. “...Uzumaki Naruto, I am going to fucking end you.”
“Sure, you say you want to kill me now.” Naruto uses a pinkie to scratch the back of his ear. “Just wait until the next time. You’ll say you want to kill me then, too.”
Pushing his hair away from his face, Sasuke takes a deep breath and lets out this incredulous huff. “This time I’ll make sure there won’t be a next time-I knew you wouldn’t last.”
Naruto chuckles, the sound a low rumble resonating against Sasuke’s chest. “Yeah, I know I tend to get carried away, but what can I say? It’s not like you don’t get really into it, too.”
“You shouldn’t wear such a pleased expression about that kind of thing.”
“Hehe.” Rising to stand on his knees, Naruto ruffles his hair, sitting back on his feet. “I’m still hard, though.” He glances down at his bobbing erection then wiggles his eyebrows when he looks up in time to catch Sasuke turning his head away.
“Not my problem. Take care of it yourself.”
“And you’re fine?” Naruto makes the short reach for Sasuke’s cock. He hums when Sasuke starts to make slow thrusts into hand. “I’m pretty sure this says it’s not just my problem.”
But then Sasuke stops, keeping Naruto’s hand still with his fingers curled around Naruto’s arm. “W-wait. Not yet.”
“What?”
Pushing away from Naruto’s hand, Sasuke shuffles back a little, sitting up to reach over for the condom and the small bottle of lube on the table beside the bed. He narrows his eyes at the look dangerously close to bordering on smug that Naruto gives him. “Don’t say anything.”
“Nothing to make a big deal out of.” Unable not to crack a smile, Naruto takes the condom and bottle Sasuke all but slaps into his hand. “I just didn’t realise how much you liked it when I-”
Sasuke reaches for the back of Naruto’s head and quiets him with a harried kiss. Slowly, when Naruto gives up a moan from the back of his throat, Sasuke begins to draw away. “What’d I just say?”
Biting back a grin, Naruto watches Sasuke make himself comfortable on the bed while shifting on top of the pillow he places under his back. His eyes follow the slow extension of one leg, and he pats twice the knee of the other leg Sasuke leaves raised. “Not another word.”
He lays the condom down beside him and takes the cap off the lube, emptying what’s left of the bottle into his palm.
Before he has a chance to do anything with the lube, however, Sasuke grabs Naruto’s hand and places it over his cock. He starts to take in shallow breaths, sighs as he spreads his legs just enough for Naruto to move in between them. Rubbing himself against Naruto’s hand, he slowly guides it over his sack, then pushes it lower, gasps when Naruto decides to work in a finger, and the slight arch of his back turns into this fluid motion he keeps going with a roll of his hips.
He lets go of Naruto’s hand. Closing his eyes, he stretches out his arms, folding them above his head and releasing this low sort of heady moan that makes Naruto’s cock twitch.
Teeth dragging down the left corner of his bottom lip, he opens his legs a little wider, making that same sound again, this time with the tiniest hint of a grin curved around Naruto’s name.
The bottle of lube tumbling out of his hand onto the bed, Naruto just stares, gulps with his mouth suddenly dry that goes slack when Sasuke begins to rock himself on one finger that gradually becomes two, then three, and fuck if he can’t get the condom on fast enough.
It takes him a few tries, a few unnecessary added seconds that encompasses the time it takes to rip open the condom, because the way Sasuke’s moving like that, making those kinds of sounds, yeah, Sasuke really does know how to be distracting, but eventually, Naruto does get the damn thing on.
He settles himself over Sasuke, one elbow placed beside him on the bed. Little by little, he starts to guide the tip of his cock in. He forces out a breath through his nose, gritting his teeth while trying not to move too soon. “Jeeze, you’re tight.”
“Mm-hm.” There’s a slight movement of his hips, and Sasuke shifts against Naruto’s cock. He opens his eyes with a jolt, reaching with his right hand for Naruto’s waist. His fingers trail lightly along Naruto’s side, and he pauses to place his arm around Naruto’s shoulders.
“You okay?”
Raising his left leg, Sasuke slings it over Naruto’s back, his heel digging into Naruto’s skin and urging him closer. “Are you seriously asking me that now?”
“Che. Well, excuse me for caring.” But Naruto laughs and doesn’t allow himself to move for a few more seconds.
Sasuke nudges him one more time with his foot then lowers it back to the bed. “Get on with it.”
“So pushy.” Breathing in, Naruto breathes out as his cock slips out of Sasuke. His fingers curl around the base, and he gives it a few strokes before beating it lightly on Sasuke’s own cock. He slides the head along the hollow at the juncture of Sasuke’s inner thigh, up and back down again, hisses when he slides it down further and starts to press into Sasuke again. “R-relax for me, first.”
“You’re the one who needs to relax.”
Probably, but slow and steady isn’t exactly Naruto’s thing. He still tries, though, because sometimes Sasuke does like it, and he can’t remember a time when the payoff wasn’t worth it.
Then again, Sasuke also likes being a goddamn tease.
He meets Naruto’s prolonged thrust with a more obvious restraint but starts to pull away, actually starts to move back, and then has the nerve to give him this almost haughty look when Naruto places a shaky hand on Sasuke’s hip to keep him still.
“You know,” Naruto says, “it really wouldn’t hurt you to stop being so full of yourself every once in a while.”
“I know.” Closing his eyes, Sasuke absently sighs with this lazy kind of satisfaction. He rotates his hips, deliberately slow, and pushes himself a little further on Naruto’s cock.
Naruto tilts his head back and exhales. He looks back down to see the head of his cock being taken in, groans as he watches it disappear inside Sasuke. Not even halfway in and he’s this tense, but he waits to move when Sasuke stops.
Slowly, Sasuke unfolds the arms over his head. Elbows pointed out, he lays one hand over the other, resting his cheek against his shoulder. There’s a slight curve to his back that lifts him from the pillow and makes his chest rise just a little. Eyes not fully open peer at Naruto with a heavy gaze and parted lips that give way to this really soft, almost indulgent moan.
“Stop staring at me and move, Naruto.”
Honestly, it’s not Naruto’s fault if that kind of thing’s become something of a habit.
“You look really hot like that,” he murmurs, running his hands up and down Sasuke’s sides. “Not as hot as me, of course, but still...”
“Is your sad attempt at dirty talk actually supposed to turn me on?”
“Nah. I already know what turns you on. I just really don’t mind looking at you when you’re like this.” His hands that moved to rest along the back of Sasuke’s thighs travel back up to settle on Sasuke’s waist, and Naruto draws circles into Sasuke’s skin with his thumbs. “Because you’re really hot.”
“Tell me something I don’t know.”
“You’re real modest, too.” Naruto snorts. “And you call me cocky.”
“You are.”
Naruto leans over, moving his hands facedown to rest on either side of Sasuke’s head. “Knowing what you like, since when does that make me cocky?” He looks at Sasuke with a sly grin. “Or is it you can’t admit I just make you feel that good?”
“No, you’re just that cocky.”
“You saying you don’t like that I know what it does to you when I do this?”
Sasuke shivers when Naruto kisses him right beneath his lower jaw. He clutches Naruto’s hair with both hands, pulling him closer with a sharp intake of breath that becomes uneven when Naruto starts to suck on his neck. “C-cocky and annoying.”
“All this coming from the guy who really likes to ride my-”
“I don’t, uh, I don’t keep-ah, keep you around for your ability to talk too much. Put your mouth to good use.”
Naruto grins into Sasuke’s skin with a low chuckle. Sneaking an arm underneath Sasuke’s lower back, he lifts him up to meet another thrust, pacing himself so he won’t be tempted to move too fast. “So my mouth’s the only reason you keep me around, huh? Nothing else?”
Leaning his head back, Sasuke elongates his neck, making room for Naruto’s mouth seemingly attached to it. “...I guess I could have done worse.”
Naruto’s teeth lightly nip at Sasuke’s skin. He raises his head to look down at Sasuke with a playful growl, masking a more serious tone that still manages to come through his voice. “You really want to go there?”
Sasuke just looks up at him with this little teasing grin, running a hand through Naruto’s hair. He moves his hips from side to side to take in more of Naruto’s cock. It’s almost a little more than halfway in, and he starts to rock against it, grabbing Naruto’s arm to run his fingers up and down fine hairs that tickle Naruto’s skin.
When Naruto starts to pull back, though, Sasuke gives him a pointed look, tightening the grip on his arm. “Don’t move.”
Naruto lets out a gruff sort of laugh. “Still think I’m cocky?”
Relaxing, Sasuke hums with a slight nod. His hips stop moving, and he pushes back strands of damp hair from Naruto’s face he reaches to hold with both hands. His fingers are light traces along the length of blond sideburns. He brings Naruto close, almost kisses him with a wisp of air blown across Naruto’s mouth, and really, Naruto can’t help that he gets distracted by Sasuke’s lips again. “But I’m better.”
So when his eyes grow wide at the sudden tightness that really shouldn’t have been so unexpected, Naruto can’t help the thick rasp that comes out, either, and he nearly falls when Sasuke shifts up only to slam back down on his cock.
Hunched over, he props his elbows on the bed, trying to give himself some kind of leverage to keep his balance against a Sasuke who doesn’t seem like he wants to let up on him anytime soon.
“What’s the matter,” Sasuke says, licking his lips, “suddenly can’t keep up?”
Warm hands don’t let go of his face, and Naruto grits his teeth, fighting back a deep groan that Sasuke’s still able to get out of him. There really should be a no talking rule for Sasuke while they’re having sex. “I wasn’t r-ready.”
“I thought you liked it hard and fast?” Sasuke raises both feet on the bed, lifting his knees to hold Naruto between his legs. “Unless it’s too much for you...”
“Like you’re-like you’re one to talk.” Panting, Naruto squeezes his eyes shut as he sucks in a harsh breath that comes out sounding a little too strained. Yeah, that no talking rule for Sasuke definitely needs to start being enforced. “You wouldn’t be so high and mighty if I-”
Swaying his hips, Sasuke opens his legs a little wider, going left and right while he’s going up and down on Naruto’s cock, taking it all the way in to sit on top of Naruto’s sack making loud slaps against his skin and bringing Naruto that much closer on the verge of collapse.
“Didn’t you want me to look at you, Naruto?” His name rolls off Sasuke’s tongue, drawn out long and slow and somehow still managing to come across steady despite the way Sasuke’s moving against him. “I can’t look at you if you’re not watching me.”
Blunt nails scrape at the sheets, and Naruto makes fists clutching the soft material seeping between his fingers.
“Don’t you want to watch me?”
Naruto doesn’t even know what he wants to do anymore, how he’s even supposed to breathe anymore, but his eyes are forced open with a sharp gasp when Sasuke sits on him again then suddenly decides to stop moving.
“Stay right here, Naruto.” Sasuke’s pulls Naruto’s head down, cradles Naruto’s face above his to pull him down so very close. “Right here-stay like this,” he breathes, and Naruto shudders at Sasuke’s lips brushing the soft words right against his mouth, “...stay inside me.”
A long guttural moan is wrenched from Naruto’s throat when he feels muscles clamping down hard around his cock sohotosotightsodamngood-feels like the life’s being squeezed out of him, like he seriously can’t move even though his legs won’t stop trembling.
“Shit, S-sasuke, you-” His voice comes out a hoarse cry, and he actually whimpers, fucking whimpers, digging his teeth into his lip, because it’s hot and it’s tight and it feels so good that he just wants to pull out and shove right back in, do it over and over again into that slick warmth, just wants to lose himself inside of Sasuke.
“Don’t move,” Sasuke murmurs, then his mouth turns up slightly at the corner to reveal that same too highly amused little grin that could pretty much pass for a smirk, just daring Naruto to look away.
But Naruto doesn’t try, couldn’t tear his gaze away even if he wanted to, because Sasuke doesn’t stop watching him, dark eyes focusing only on him, and there’s something about that tiny little grin that causes this really sharp tingle in Naruto’s right knee that makes his toes curl.
So he just kisses Sasuke instead, figures it’s a good enough compromise, even better when he leans into the touch of Sasuke’s arms moving to wrap tight around him that hug him close.
Drawing back, he slips his elbows to hook from the underneath Sasuke’s arms, flattening Sasuke’s cock sliding against his stomach as he starts to move with him. He pulls out halfway then pushes back in, tries to find some kind of rhythm to match Sasuke’s.
His movements start to pick up, and he drives into Sasuke a little faster, harder with quick shallow thrusts that make Sasuke hold on to him a little tighter, make Sasuke press his face against Naruto’s shoulder with soft gasps of Naruto searing hot air into his skin.
He drops his head with a breathless whisper of Sasuke’s name, holds Sasuke close to him, so close he can’t tell which one of them is shaking-or maybe they both are-but he’s still not as close as he wants to be yet.
He’s getting closer, though. Real close. So close he’s almost there. So damn ridiculously close, he’s almost rightthere with Sasuke clenching and unclenching around his cock, Sasuke moaning and arching into him. A little more. Just a little bit more and he’s right-
Pushing himself as much as he can inside Sasuke, Naruto stills. The balls of his feet bear down against the bed. His whole body goes rigid. The muscles in his leg contract, stiffen with his back and his arms taut supporting most of his weight.
A sharp hiss turns into a shuddering moan. Pushing back into Sasuke, he rides outs these sporadic little tremors, shoving Sasuke up the bed with a few more delayed thrusts until his cock starts to soften.
Sasuke runs his hands up and down Naruto’s back, slowly rocking himself against Naruto’s cock after Naruto stops moving. He lets his arms fall to the bed with a long sigh, finally loosening up from around him.
“...we really should find the time to do this more. I mean...” Lifting his hips, Naruto starts to pull out, carefully, because Sasuke still feels kind of tight around him, and he groans at the feel of his cock slipping free. Sprawling himself on top of Sasuke, he takes a deep breath and gradually lets it go. They’re both sticky and sort of sweaty, but he’s a little too spent to feel like getting up just yet. “...really.”
“Like we don’t do it enough as it is.”
“I never said we didn’t. Twice a week is good.”
Sasuke absently rubs his foot against the inside of Naruto’s ankle. “More like three or four.”
“Okay, more like three or four times a week. I’m just suggesting the possibility of doing it a lot more.”
“The day I decide to indulge you is the day you actually one-up me.”
“So,” Naruto draws out, sitting up on his elbows with an eager grin, “we’re going to start having sex more often now?”
Sasuke snorts, crossing his arms over the back of Naruto’s neck. “You really think you can one-up me?”
“Heh, is that even a question? I, the Great Uzumaki Naruto, finally caught the Menacing Himiko-bastard’s attention. What more do I need to prove?”
Sasuke frowns, giving a light poke to the back of Naruto’s head. “I thought you stopped calling me that.”
“Even after all this time, it still has a special ring to it. Hmm, Himiko-bastard...”
“You must not want to have sex anymore.”
“Let’s face it, Sasuke. You’re a guy. You like sex too much to give it up that easy. It’s in your genes.”
“You think so?”
“I know so.”
“We’ll see,” Sasuke says. “Call me that name again, though, and I’ll refresh your genes on what it feels like to be single.”
Naruto gives him a quick peck on the lips. “As long as I get to be single with you.”
Letting his arms fall from around Naruto’s neck, Sasuke rolls his eyes. “...you’re so corny, Naruto.” He makes a half-hearted attempt to nudge Naruto. “Now get off me. I need to shower. You’re sticky, and you’re all over me.”
“I thought you liked it when I was all over you? Better yet, when I’m deep inside-”
Reaching up for an unnecessarily harsh tug on Naruto’s hair, Sasuke gives him a dry look that’s far from inviting.
“Fine, fine.” With a snicker, Naruto rolls off Sasuke. “You win.”
Sasuke gives him a gentle shove on the back. Sitting up, he reaches for the hand towel draped over the headboard.
Naruto gets up and swings his legs over the edge of the bed. Hands clasped together, he stands with his arms raised towards the ceiling. He takes a few good seconds to stretch, making a show of flexing the stiff muscles in his back. Dropping his arms, he exaggerates a couple of shoulder shrugs, fully aware of Sasuke’s eyes watching his every move as he peels off the condom and throws it away in the small trash bin against the wall.
“...really, who are you trying to impress, Naruto?”
“Nobody.” Naruto looks at Sasuke from over his shoulder, wearing a wide grin at Sasuke’s softly amused expression. “Just proving I still know how to catch a certain Himiko-bastard’s atten-”
A low scowl is a laughing Naruto’s only warning before he ducks through the door, barely dodging the empty bottle of lube that almost hits him in the head.