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For about five minutes.
Naruto, still shirtless, bounded back into the room, a small case in hand, and began rummaging around their kitchen cabinets. “Will it bother you if I watch a movie?” he asked. Sasuke heard the microwave start for what he knew had to be popcorn. Naruto refused to watch movies without popcorn.
“No, that’s fine.” Sasuke kept his eyes trained on the paragraph in front of him, ignoring his body’s urge to turn around and tackle Naruto to the floor.
“Great.” A pause. “Want some popcorn?”
“No, thank you.” Two minutes of near-silence was his while Naruto waited for his popcorn to be done. If Sasuke Uchiha had possessed eyes in the back of his head, he would have seen the mischievous smile on his boyfriend’s face, and he might have run screaming in the other direction. But Naruto was behind him, and Sasuke didn’t have crazy-cool eye powers that would have warned him of what was to come.
“On second thought, I don’t really want to watch a movie anymore.” He reclaimed his chair at the table, holding his bowl of beloved popcorn in one hand. “Would you mind if I stayed in here and rehearsed?” Naruto was a theater major, which was another point against him in the Uchiha clan’s mind - what a disreputable profession. Sasuke, however, thought it suited him perfectly; he didn’t know anyone more outgoing, energetic or at home on a stage than Naruto.
“If you want to stand there and talk to yourself, feel free. I won’t stop you.”
“Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to bother you anymore than I already have.”
“Yes, Naruto, I’m sure.”
Naruto could go ahead and ramble on for hours if he wanted. Sasuke had years of practice at tuning him out; it didn’t phase him anymore.
Usually.
“So then it wouldn’t bother you if I talked about how much I wanted to get down on my knees in front of you and suck your dick?” Naruto asked casually, tossing a handful of popcorn into his mouth and chewing loudly.
“Excuse me?” Sasuke sputtered, eyebrows raising above dark eyes. He could feel a faint blush spread over his cheeks, and not for the first time cursed his oh-so-pale skin. Had Naruto just said what he thought he’d said?
“Or maybe I’d rather bend you over this table and fuck you senseless,” Naruto mused. “Or I could go really slow. Strip you clothes off, get behind you, and slide my dick into you an inch at a time.”
“I thought you were rehearsing,” Sasuke spat out, glaring daggers. A lesser man might have cowered, or ran for his life, but Naruto Uzamaki was made of stronger stuff, and his blue eyes sparkled with humor at his boyfriend’s irritation and embarrassment. He loved fucking with Sasuke; the guy was so uptight all the time. He needed Naruto to introduce some fun into his routine now and then, and this was definitely one of those times. Naruto was well aware of Sasuke’s situation and the necessity of his scholarship; he was part of the reason for it, after all. But he also knew that Sasuke understood this material inside and out, and was studying out of anal retentiveness rather than any true need to review. What he needed was a break, and Naruto was determined to give it to him, one way or another.
“Well, you did tell me to feel free to talk to myself. You did say it wouldn‘t bother you,” Naruto pointed out. “It won’t, will it?” He grinned at Sasuke, and Sasuke saw it for what it was: a challenge.
“Of course not,” Sasuke replied through gritted teeth. He’d be damned if he let this complete and utter moron get the better of him. He hunched over his books, willing himself to get lost in a sea of equations.
“Excellent.” Naruto plucked a single piece of popcorn out of his bowl, holding it between thumb and forefinger. He tilted his head back, opened his mouth wide, and placed the piece of popcorn on his tongue, making sure to slo-o-o-owly suck the butter off his fingers in the process. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Sasuke’s gaze flicker between him and the textbooks when Sasuke thought he wasn’t looking.
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