My Avenger
...My Avenger…
A pale hand runs up the inside of a tan thigh, the back of the hand gently rubs against the back of the hardened length, teasing, taunting.
Naruto lets out a quiet noise somewhere between a challenging growl and an admiring purr. Hot breath ghosts over the back of his neck, skin prickling in response as a wet tongue leaves a trail from the collarbone up to his ear, which is then gently enveloped inside a warm mouth, whilst a strong hand eases its way higher still, only pausing to fondle with the tightened sac before firmly grasping Naruto's shaft.
A low moan emits from his mouth as he shifts his body to lean into the warm hand which had started its slow torturing process upon his hard manhood. Sasuke continued his stroking and leaned in closer, effectively pressing his cock against the small of Naruto's back, pre-cum leaving a small but slippery patch.
A small whimper arose from Naruto, and, smirking slightly, Sasuke began to speed up, thumb pressed on the head as his hand expertly tightened its grip and pulling the foreskin down, exposing the sensitive underneath to the cold air in the room.
Naruto's gasp was cut short as Sasuke bit into the base of his neck, all thought thrown away as he felt his partner grinding against his back, friction and heat enhancing the moment as Naruto became aware of how close Sasuke was to his entrance.
It was in these moments where neither of them had to speak, they simply seemed to mould into one being and were able to know exactly what the other wanted and needed.
Without thought, Naruto eased forward and Sasuke's thick length was dragged down towards his hole, just waiting and yearning to be thoroughly penetrated by the one person to whom he cared so much for. He wanted to know the pain and hardship, the rage and the emptiness that the silent Avenger was currently experiencing in his search for Itachi.
Sasuke felt the blonde shift underneath him and knew what the other wanted. Without a second thought he smeared his own cock with the cum which was leaking from the shaft he had been preoccupied with and gripped Naruto's hips and thrust himself in, red and black swirling in his eyes as the room spun for a few seconds as he waited for the blonde to adjust to the sudden impaling and to lean back into his body, signalling for Sasuke to begin moving.
Naruto felt like he was on fire. He had been torn open so thoroughly he could feel course hair rubbing against his backside, a hard shaft engulfed within him, he felt it pulsating with his lovers heartbeat as he struggled to keep his breathing in check before naturally leaning in and starting the motions to which drove him into desire.
A pressure and movement on his cock brought Sasuke back to reality and in one fluid motion he had grabbed a sweaty thigh and pulled it up and positioned himself underneath the other and forced himself upward, causing a desperate moan from the man above him, muscles constricting him and he withdrew only enough to force himself back in again, sweat and desperation radiating off both bodies as the pace quickened.
No one noticed where hands were or what was going on around them, all they could hear were the sounds of each others panting and the occasional muffled "motto… motto…" urging the other on, harder, faster, rougher. Sasuke dropped Naruto's leg as he moved his hands to the others shoulders, head moving down to lap up the sweat on the back in front of him, small nips on the shoulder blades sent tingles down his partners back, Sasuke grinned as the back arced beneath him and a shudder rippled through that tanned body, one that was at its limit and was wanting release.
A similar sensation ripped through his body and he felt it build up inside him. Instinct made him grasp Naruto's manhood in his hand at the same moment that Naruto released, sticky white dripping off Sasuke's hand as he felt himself empty inside of his lover. Without even withdrawing Sasuke juggled his weight onto one hand as he lifted the wet one to his lips and licked off the strong, salty cum like a cat preening itself. He then withdrew and fell on the bed, eyes slowly changing back to the emotionless black as if he was putting on an ANBU mask to conceal his true self.
Sasuke felt strong arms encircle him, warm and loving. He leant into that warmth and promised silently to himself that this was his reason to live. He had to survive, not only for the resurrection of his clan, but also for Naruto's sake.