Wolves: 04, part 2
by Mashiro
beta: Allys777
Naruto fandom, short series, no spoilers
BOYS LOVE: Naruto x Sasuke; drinking, raging hormones, sex
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own Naruto, I am just a fan. This is a FAN FICTION.
chapter 4: part 2
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It was a perfect moment for a kiss; very natural reflex. But about a hard-on’s length from the lips, Naruto noticed the surprise mixed with disbelief rising to fill Sasuke’s dark, gorgeous eyes, and stopped himself. A cold lightning snake ran down his spine. Sasuke’s hands had flown up to grab the arms of Naruto’s jacket.
It would have been a perfect moment for a kiss and very natural... if they had been dating. And they weren’t. Sasuke’s eyes and hands said that much. Of course they weren’t dating!
‘But if we’re not dating, if he’s not interested in kissing, what the hell are we doing?’ one part of Naruto almost whined and started to feel bad again. The little brain was awake and ready this time though; crushed the idiot part like the possibly-lethal-if-kept-alive bug that it was.
Being the expert improviser that he was, Naruto quickly turned the half-horrified ‘did I just almost do that?’ look he had to be wearing to a ‘thought I’d do it, didn’t you?’ one. Sasuke’s increasing blush told him the bastard had thought he would do it. Naruto grinned.
Then he stuck his tongue out and slowly licked the gorgeous thing from chin to ear. Sasuke tensed and the hands squeezed Naruto’s jacket in what had to be a reflex. They were pressed close enough that Naruto could feel every twitch in the body beneath him. The cheek was smooth and tasted salt, dirt and sex. The last flavor was probably only there because it was Sasuke.
“You’ll get yours,” Naruto murmured against the ear he had reached. Tongued and nipped around it.
“Before or after you chew my ear off?” Sasuke grumbled. He sounded embarrassed. And frustrated. Like he didn’t quite know what to say or do. He sounded like he was perfectly okay with how this had turned out, only he didn’t want to be.
And that, to Naruto’s reasoning, sounded like Sasuke was putty. A kunai left in a forge. Nori soaked in ramen. (Better not say anything about that to the bastard though; some things were better to be in denial about.)
“It’s called foreplay,” Naruto couldn’t stop smiling.
But there were more to foreplay than just ears. He gave one last suck on Sasuke’s by now shiny with saliva earlobe and sat back on his legs. The hands on his jacket let go. Naruto shifted his knees a bit further under Sasuke’s thighs. They could be resting against his ribs before long. Naked ribs and naked knees...
‘If we’re taking things that far!’ the reasonable part of Naruto’s brain screamed to the little one.
And of course, unless Sasuke changed his mind about having company in this and left the bush to take care of his hard-on alone. Sadly, seeing the face the sort of rival spread out on the ground was making, that very unfortunate possibility wasn’t as unlikely as Naruto would have liked it to be.
Yes, Sasuke was still putty. He was there and Naruto’s balls were intact, that said a lot. He was also still blushing and had let his hands drop to the ground instead of stuffing them in his pockets or crossing his arms over his chest. He let his legs stay spread, his hard-on was still hard and his chest was heaving.
But there were less promising signs to Putty Sasuke as well. His eyes were narrowed, his mouth a tightly-closed line and one of his brows was raised in an ‘are you quite finished yet?’ Like he was terribly displeased.
It was faked, of course, the displeasure. It was so transparent that writing ‘keep going forever’ in big, bold, capital, red letters on his forehead protector, wouldn’t have made it any clearer. The Leaf symbol could have been the ’o’ in ‘going’. A bit unbalanced, but who would have cared about that?
The problem was that Sasuke could take faking so far when he wanted to. It made no sense what so ever to Naruto, but the bastard walked away from the things he wanted more than he walked towards them. Especially if it was something that would make him seem weak, like getting rid of sexual frustration with someone other than himself. Yes, Sasuke was an idiot, and if Naruto could have picked someone else to get the hots for, he gladly would have. But, as it was, this was the gorgeous guy that had gotten cold beer spilt on him in Naruto’s room, so this was the guy Naruto was stuck with.
Although that brought the focus right back to the right thing, didn’t it? And to taking advantage of the opportunity while it was still there so that Naruto wouldn’t have to cry in case Sasuke walked away too early. ‘Cause there was something he just had to see. Touch. Taste.
“I’ve heard it feels really good to have your nipples touched.”
“Where did you hear that?” Sasuke sounded suspicious and not at all impressed; though his blush did get a notch more intense it seemed like. He squirmed a little, probably without meaning to.
“Don’t remember,” Naruto said. Because he didn’t remember and because that was not the point at all.
He inched his hands under the black shirt covering what should be Konoha’s most treasured chest; slightly, slightly at first; for a moment palms only stroked against shorts. Then fingertips reached skin and Sasuke flinched. Naruto’s hard-on and heart flinched too. If he hadn’t been so mesmerized by the line of skin growing thicker as the shirt rode up higher, he would have seen Sasuke make fists of his hands against the ground.
While Naruto had seen this skin many times before, as with the time they had been drinking, this was special. Goose bumps had risen to decorate the pale expanse like a pattern. The flat stomach tensed and relaxed without purpose and heartbeats made Sasuke’s navel thump rhythmically. Faster than usual? Was he growing harder down where Naruto couldn’t see anymore? Had his nipples hardened where Naruto couldn’t see just yet?
Ribs. Naruto supposed that how he was stretched out made Sasuke look skinnier than he actually was, or he would have had health issues. The skin formed slopes from his ribcage. Sasuke exhaled shakily when Naruto took some time to softly trace the bones with his fingers, before continuing upwards.
The nipples had grown hard. For a moment Naruto just watched. Tight, small buttons of... whatever the hell nipples were made of. Skin? There had to be more than just skin, right? Why were they darker than the rest of the chest? How could something so small and so seemingly normal cause so much ruckus?
“You heard it feels really good to have them stared at too?” Sasuke grumbled and brought Naruto out of his study.
For a second Naruto frowned in annoyance. Didn’t the bastard know how much he had been fantasizing about this moment? Couldn’t he be allowed a bit more than two seconds to enjoy it? Then Naruto realized he had leaned closer without noticing, his nose now only a small nudge from touching Sasuke’s skin. The annoyance jumped away and ‘he deserves some paybacks for that’ delight took its place.
“You’re right,” he said, making sure that the air from his words hit the closest tight nub. Couldn’t help the smile that came to his lips. “I shouldn’t waste time not touching you.”
Naruto stuck his tongue out again and met the nipple with it first. Celebrated at the flinch travelling through his ‘spoiler of fun and paying for it’ teammate, before dipping his head lower and taking the reversed star fully into his mouth.
Naruto’s jacket got grabbed again and a muffled, very interesting sound came from Sasuke’s throat. Not a bad sound; not bad grabbing either. Reflexes. Followed by neither punching nor kicking. Naruto rewarded himself by sucking.
He soon realized there were a lot of things you could do with the combination mouth and nipple. There were teeth, tongue, lips, suction, breath. There were the whole nipple (with all the surrounding stuff included), only the surrounding stuff, only a part of the surrounding stuff, only the hard, sticking up, in-the-middle part. A lot of possible combinations. If you included variations with more than just two things; both suction and teeth on nipple, for example... the possibilities increased dramatically. And that was just the mouth. No, that wasn’t true; it was just the parts of the mouth that Naruto had discovered he could use.
If you also included variations where you used your fingers together with your mouth, the possibilities increased yet again; and there were two of them! Nipples, that is. (Naruto remembered the other one after some playing with the first and let his hand wander to keep it company; poor lonely thing.) All in all... There were enough to these little, a-week-or-so-ago-innocent-looking things to keep a guy busy for a long time.
At least until his teammate got tired of being played with. Not that Sasuke didn’t like it. No, he liked it; definitely. His hands gripped and now and then his legs squirmed; he breathed unevenly and louder than usual, and sometimes one of those sounds slipped free again and could keep the taste and feel of the nipples company on the way to stimulating Naruto’s hard-on. They had all only just met today but were already good friends, the taste and feel of the nipples, those sounds and Naruto’s hard-on. Oh yeah, and Sasuke’s hard-on was even harder now. Naruto could feel it rub against him as Sasuke pushed with his hips. Like with the legs, not a lot; probably not even consciously (of course not, that would be admitting it was nice and who knew what that would do to the world...), but it was there.
Still, Sasuke had had enough. It was probably the pleasure build up. One of the hands left Naruto’s jacket and grabbed onto his hair. Yanked. Not as hard as he could have yanked, but not gentle either. Naruto yelped and regretted he’d chosen that moment to use tongue instead of teeth. Teeth would have served the bastard right.
Though on the other hand, was it really right to punish the poor, cute nipple because Sasuke refused to enjoy what he liked?
“Are you finished yet?” Sasuke wanted to know. His glare was trying to hide his hunger for more.
Naruto glared back, grumbled and rubbed his scalp.
“You’re so impatient.”
“I’d rather we got this over with before someone finds us.”
Okay, so he did have a point there. Naruto had completely forgotten about Kakashi-sensei, Sakura-chan and the fact that this was an exercise. Not all that super stupid anymore though, maybe Kakashi-sensei had been right. Though, Naruto strongly doubted that this was what the man had been hiding when he said ‘you don’t understand it’. Err... He slightly doubted and seriously, very strongly hoped that this was what the man had been hiding.
“You haven’t even gotten your shorts off yet,” Naruto hurried to say before that insane thought could grow too rebellious.
“Yeah,” Sasuke’s voice dripped with sarcasm. “Because you’ll probably get lost if you’re not looking.”
“Get lost and end up where?”
It was only after he had said it that Naruto remembered what area of the body they were talking about. Where would you end up if you got lost while looking for a hard-on? Weren’t that many things down there. There was the hard-on (but if you found that you wouldn’t be lost) and there were balls (but weren’t they sort of part of the hard-on? And even if they weren’t, could you find them without finding it?). That left... really just one thing (Naruto assumed you’d know you’d gone too far if you found legs).
Naruto’s face had gotten warm. He decided he shouldn’t try to look Sasuke in the eyes for a while; only to do it anyway half a second later because that was what always happened to decisions like that.
‘Or maybe I’m just too hung up on the screwing fantasies?’
Sasuke was blushing too, even more than usual. His eyes said that he was very aware of what Naruto had just said in response to what he had just said; and desperately wanted to turn back time so he could say something better.
‘...maybe I’m not the only one with screwing fantasies...?’
Thinking that, Naruto blushed even more; and seeing that, Sasuke blushed even more too. Vicious cycle.
The bush had grown very silent. No birds singing outside and no heavy breathing. Sasuke’s chest was still bare and one of his nipples (and the area around it) was shiny.
This was stupid! Sasuke hadn’t meant that! He hadn’t even said that. He had just said that Naruto was an idiot that needed to use his eyes to find his way around someone’s crotch. He had said it to be a smart ass, not because he wanted... well... It made no sense!
“You...” Naruto laughed nervously. “...trying to tell me something?”
‘Uzumaki, what the hell are you saying?’ said a part of his brain to the rest of it. He was such an idiot. Sasuke should kick him.
“No,” Sasuke said quickly; blushed more and looked away. Snorted.
Did they even know they were talking about the same thing? It sure both sounded and felt like it, but how did they know? If Sasuke’s comment was so difficult to confuse with a comment about screwing. And it was. So how did they?
“‘Cause...” Naruto found himself continuing. “If you’re interested... we could... I mean, I wouldn’t mind...”
‘Stop talking!’
“I’m not,” Sasuke interrupted.
Even though it was completely absurd, for some reason the Sasuke now saying ‘I’m not’ felt just as faking as the Sasuke before, that had said ‘are you finished yet?’, when he had really wanted to scream ‘keep going forever’.
“Why the hell would I want... that?” Sasuke was grumbling, bordered on rambling. “I was just saying...”
For a moment it seemed like he was trying to remember what he had said, like he had forgotten even though it was only like a minute ago. His voice trailed off. He was damned tense; from his face probably all the way down to his toes. His hard-on had softened. The guy probably would give anything to get to sink through the ground and burrow his way to another village.
And then... something changed. Like that time (it felt like hours ago) when they had wrestled and Sasuke had realized he was hard and that Naruto knew and first he had been all horrified and emotional fireworks but then he had gone all determined and seducing and ‘how about it?’ He did the same thing here. Now. Only with less emotional fireworks (he just closed his eyes for a long time and opened them again and had changed) and from embarrassment instead of from horror. And instead of to determination and seduction, Sasuke went to a softly teasing and almost smirking:
“You didn’t bring any lube anyway.”
Like ‘too bad, because that could have been fun’.
The look on Sasuke went straight to Naruto’s hard-on. Yes, it had gone a bit soft because of all that embarrassment, but now it was getting better. Naruto himself was confused as hell, but his hard-on was all better.
It wasn’t the annoying ‘you suck and I don’t’ teasing and smirking. That was real teasing and smirking; this was just softly and almost. It made a huge difference. Just the right amount and it was so hot.
Sasuke laid there on his back; legs spread and hands resting lazily at his sides; shorts open, underwear slightly tenting; shirt pulled up and nipples exposed (one of them amazing little things shining with saliva and both of them hard); hair messy and face gorgeously blushed; eyes sparkling and lips curled in a ‘too bad you didn’t bring any lube or we would have been pretty busy getting these clothes off me and those clothes off you right about now...’ And not in the joking way either, they really would have been busy getting their clothes off; if Naruto had brought lube.
How could Naruto not have brought lube!?
Okay, so maybe that wasn’t so strange. Duh. What could possibly happen during training that he would need lube for? This did not count. If Naruto had to plan for stuff that was as unlikely as this thing was every time he left home, he wouldn’t dare to step outside the door! Seriously. Get stuck in a bush with Sasuke, get horny and have Sasuke get horny too. It just didn’t happen. What normal thing could possibly happen that he would need lube for?
But... was that really the point? If it was just about having not lube, they could get some! Somewhere. They could go back to town. Sasuke could check the stores while Naruto cleaned up his apartment. Changed the sheets. And if there absolutely was no lube to be found anywhere, they could improvise! Naruto was the master of improvisation. His imagination knew no limits. The power of his creativity scared both his enemies and his friends. He...
“I have lube,” Naruto said and the words were as surprising to him as they were to Sasuke.
“Excuse me?” Sasuke frowned. He looked like he didn’t quite know whether Naruto was joking or not.
Though that would only make it fair, right? Naruto had no idea whether Sasuke had been joking when he gave his ‘darn, if only we had lube’ comment. But it was a pretty lame way to get out of getting screwed, wasn’t it? If he wanted to get out of it, better to say ‘hell no’ or just start kicking. So either Sasuke turned into an idiot if you sucked on his nipples or he wasn’t entirely opposed to the idea of Naruto’s dick introducing itself to his ass. Even though that sounded completely ridiculous.
“Hang on a second.”
Naruto started patting his clothes and digging around in his pockets, his bags, his stashes; every little corner of every container he could find. Eventually he found what he was looking for. With a ‘ha!’ he pulled out a small jar and held it in the air.
“You did not bring lube to training,” Sasuke said. Naruto looked at him and found that most of the confidence from before had disappeared and a soft emotional show of fireworks had started to sparkle on his features. Nervousness, worry, ‘what the hell did I say? I’m such an idiot!’ Sasuke sat up. The distance between their faces shortened.
“It’s not technically lube,” Naruto said and opened the jar. Sniffed at the content; took a little and rubbed it between a finger and his thumb. “Got it from Hinata. I’m supposed to use it when I get hurt.”
He gave a nervous grin. He could feel his own heart beating.
“That’s why there’s so much left.”
The stuff was slippery. Sasuke grabbed Naruto’s hand by the wrist and pressed his fingers to Naruto’s to feel the “lube”. Fingers smeared against each other. Slippery. Naruto found it hard to tear his eyes away from the mess between them.
Sasuke was changing his mind now, wasn’t he? He wouldn’t seriously go as far as to do that, would he? The guy hadn’t even wanted to kiss. Why would he let Naruto screw him if a kiss freaked him out?
Naruto wondered where his pushy little brain had run off to. If it had been in charge, Naruto would have done anything to keep Sasuke from changing his mind. He felt soft. Like he was the putty.
“Fine,” Sasuke said and sounded as nervous as he probably should sound. Naruto looked up from the smearing fingers in surprise. Sasuke looked as nervous as he sounded. Lots of emotional fireworks. He didn’t take his eyes off their fingers.
His eyes closed. For a moment the dark, gorgeous, nervous things stayed behind their lids. Then, just like before, the eyes opened again and Sasuke was softly teasing and almost smirking again. His eyes met Naruto’s.
“Let’s do it,” he said.
Naruto felt suddenly on fire; there was something about the reality of it. Something about Naruto’s heart pounding, not only because he was horny but also because he was nervous. So damned different from the daydreams or dreams or fantasies or visions. He was never nervous in them and Sasuke never looked this ‘on top’.
Naruto slipped their fingers apart, leaned closer, closed his eyes, grabbed a hold of Sasuke’s hair. And kissed him.
In some part of his brain he registered how Sasuke’s ‘on top’ look was ripped away by surprise and ‘h-hey, what are you...!?’, just like last time. Sasuke’s hands flew up and grabbed onto Naruto’s jacket just like last time too. Unlike last time though, Naruto didn’t let that discourage him. If Sasuke wanted to ‘do it’ then he was gonna have to handle some kissing because Naruto did not screw guys he hadn’t kissed.
Okay, so technically they had kissed already, even if that didn’t really count. And okay, if Sasuke had specifically said ‘I’m not taking no tongue in my mouth, but your dick in my ass is okay’, Naruto probably wouldn’t have been stubborn about it. But he hadn’t said anything like that. Sasuke was just being silly. So Naruto pressed his lips against his mouth.
For a moment Sasuke seemed to have turned to stone. Stiff everywhere. Then he seemed to melt. The hard, tense lips against Naruto’s grew soft and the grip of his hands and his body and the very air around him. He shuddered an uneven breath through his nose. Made a soft, almost whiny sound in his throat.
The first press of lips against lips was just that; lips pressed together. No movement. Naruto marveled at how he remembered. Sasuke’s lips had felt a lot like this that last time, years ago, even though many things were different now (this was a choice first of all, at least from Naruto’s point of view; not an accident). The lips were still wet and still soft. Still unlike all the other things Naruto had since then learned about his sort of friend and sort of rival.
Sasuke’s lips pulled back, and Naruto panicked. He couldn’t leave! ‘I’m sorry for kissing you! Come back so I can do it again!’ They were only gone for a heartbeat though; then they came back. Pressed against Naruto’s and then opened slightly; let out a warm and impossibly wet and soft tongue. It barely had time to touch Naruto’s lips before Naruto opened his mouth too and reached out with his own tongue to say ‘hi, long time no see.’ His other hand lifted and pressed to the side of Sasuke’s face.
Naruto quickly realize though, that a kiss was cleaner and more straightened out when only one of the kissers moved their lips. And he supposed that made sense. It had to be easier to move your lips against something that was still than to move them against something that tried to move against you. Even though they still went sort of slow, they kept missing each other. Lips fell into mouths when it wasn’t planned and teeth banged into teeth.
Was this Sasuke’s first ‘kiss by choice’ too? Probably. He couldn’t have had any practice at all. There wasn’t any ugly girlfriend, was there?
But at the same time it felt much better when Sasuke kissed back. It felt more alive and more together. Did more things to Naruto’s little brain. A lot more. He suspected that it would be great once they got the hang of it. Like with a difficult jutsu. It took time and a lot of practice; but it was worth the effort.
When they pulled back from each other they were panting. Sasuke’s breaths were beating hard against Naruto’s mouth and cooling his wet lips. They had been using their noses for breathing, but only now and then. It was distracting, this kissing thing, hard to think about stuff like breathing. Easier to hold your breath until you couldn’t hold it anymore.
“You’re a bad kisser,” Sasuke mumbled and licked his lips.
“You’re even worse,” Naruto grumbled. He had no idea whether it was true or not, who was really the worst kisser, but it needed to be said. There was something else that needed to be said as well.
“Fine. Let’s do it.”
For a moment they just let their breathing slow down and looked at each other; Sasuke’s hands had left Naruto and Naruto’s hands had left Sasuke when their lips broke apart. Sasuke had lost his ‘softly teasing and almost smirking’ look during the kiss and it didn’t come back, but he didn’t look that nervous anymore either. It was like something had calmed down. Like the kiss had taken the edge off something. Naruto felt a change in himself as well, though he couldn’t put words to what it was that was different.
“Okay,” Sasuke said eventually. Then he shifted; started moving; glanced out through the measly walls of their bush and started unfastening his sandals. Naruto swallowed and watched the quick fingers work. When one sandal came off and was dropped on the ground, he looked away and went to work on his own clothes. Jacket came off first, then his sandals too. Nervous. What the hell were they doing?
Naruto looked away from himself in time to see feet being pulled out of shorts and underwear. Dropped to the ground. Sasuke’s shirt was long enough to offer him some modesty as he sat back, apparently satisfied with only partial nudity.
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