16: White
Perfect.
Absolutely perfect.
It
was the making of a fantasy come true; the flawless segue into a moment he
would never forget for the rest of his life. Naruto couldn’t have convinced him
any better if he tried; those husky words of unspeakable promises making him
tingle with an anticipation he was too shy to vocalize.
He
had read and seen enough to know that the first time wasn’t going to be easy
(hell, hadn’t he witnessed Naruto’s moment with Madara?). But he knew – deep
down he knew Naruto would never hurt
him in that way. That despite his unpolished mannerisms and lack of tact,
Naruto would (probably) make a wonderful partner in bed. He would be kind and
considerate; willing to go slow just to make sure his naïve lover was ready. Sasuke
prayed he wouldn’t sound too pathetic during those moments (aka sounding like a
stuck pig squealing as some of the voice actors in the BL games tended to do). He
would have to do his best to control himself should it ever get to that point.
It
was just a great pity all of that would have to wait for a while, for reality
had the uncanny ability to fuck things up when one least expected it.
He
sighed and slid a little lower down the bench in sullen misery.
It
should have been the perfect segue into a night of passion, except both men had
forgotten just where they were and who was in charge of said place. Did they
really think they could escape the clutches of an astute Tsunade? She wasn’t
the damn leader of the S.W.A.T for nothing. She must have sensed Naruto was
about to pull a fast one, because one minute Sasuke had his eyes closed,
sighing in pleasure at being taken away from the antiseptic stench of a hospital,
to having them wide open as Naruto’s warmth was unceremoniously yanked away from him.
(damn it!)
Embarrassment
was too plain a word to describe how he felt then, for the childish urge to
dive beneath the covers and hide from the lecturing woman (who had been tugging
on Naruto’s ear despite his cries of “ouch! Ouch! Ouch!!”) overwhelmed him.
Sakura, who was hovering at the doorway, had met his gaze and looked
apologetic. She mimed that she tried to keep Tsunade away, but no luck.
Still,
it wasn’t hard to see that Tsunade cared for the blond warrior, and that was
emphasized when she suddenly engulfed Naruto in a bear hug to sob silently into
his neck. She might present the picture of staunch authority, but it was
moments like these that reminded one of her true nature. She loved each and
every one of her spirit warriors, and would do anything to keep them safe from
harm. Sasuke had used that opportunity to sneak out of the room, giving them
the privacy they needed. Somehow seeing Tsunade in that vulnerable state made
him come to a decision.
And
nearly twenty-four hours later, here he was – dressed in the only good black
suit in his possession – outside the grand doors of the Tribunal awaiting his
‘trial’…of sorts. He clasped his hands on his stomach, aware they were
trembling a little. He took a deep breath and sat up again, resisting the urge
to begin pacing up and down the hallway where towering portraits of great
leaders of various clans lined the paneled walls. Oh, surprise, surprise! There
was no picture of an Uchiha amongst them though Sasuke had recognized Hashirama
and Tobirama leading the pack. He squashed down the feeling of bitterness at
how his clan was determined to be removed or ignored from history, but then
again…
(what do we
have to brag about? We’ve not exactly been the greatest supporters of the Spirit
Warriors, have we?)
“There
you are, Sasuke,” came the breathless cry as Sakura jogged down the long
hallway to meet him.
She
looked lovely, yet professional, in a navy blue dress suit; her smiling visage
flushed with either delight at seeing him or from her quick trot to make it
here on time. He rose to greet her, making a face when she shook her head,
‘tsked’ beneath her breath, and moved closer to adjust the tie he had been
tugging restlessly all morning.
“I
feel like it’s choking me,” he complained. “I can’t breathe.”
This
wasn’t far from the truth because the pressure was beginning to get to him. He
could feel his chest tightening with every strained breath he took.
“It
looks much neater this way,” Sakura chided. “Remember there are some who will
try to judge you for every little thing including your appearance.”
“Like
I give a fuck -”
“Language,
young man.” She smirked and tapped his chest gently before reaching out to
clasp his sweaty palms. “Relax. It’s going to be all right. It’s not as if
they’re going to imprison you or anything. You single-handedly saved us from
Kurama’s wrath, and they should be kissing your ass for it.” She squeezed his
hands gently in reassurance before leaning close to peck him on the cheek.
“Just take a deep breath and it will be over quickly.” She smiled. “Besides,
you-know-who sends his well wishes.”
The
color filled his cheeks again, and he lowered his gaze to the floor. He would
have loved to ask if you-know-who was going to show up at all, but the doors to
the courtroom were being opened slowly by two uniformed guards. Sasuke
stiffened – pulses quickening - as the officer of the court stepped out with a
light bow and nod of acknowledgement.
“Uchiha
Sasuke?” the bespectacled man asked in a high-pitched voice. He looked so
lanky, prim and proper in the black military-like uniform it was almost
comical.
However,
Sasuke was in no mood to laugh as he simply nodded in response. “Yes.”
He
withdrew his hands from Sakura’s and sank them into the pockets of his pants.
No use showing the entire courtroom his nervousness. He clenched them into
fists.
The
officer bowed again. “If you will follow me this way. Your hearing will begin
shortly.”
He
spun on his heels to lead the way, and with one last look over his shoulder at
the smiling pink-haired woman who mouthed the words “good luck”, Sasuke took a
deep breath and squared his shoulders to meet his fate.
(it’s showtime)
__
He
studied her profile with a wistful smile; still amazed at how they looked
nothing alike and yet there was a connection that went beyond mere physical
appearances. With the help of Tsunade and Sakura, he was able to lobby for her
release from the Lab, with the stipulation that he’d have complete custody and
be her legal guardian. In other words, should she ever fuck up, he would have
to take full responsibility.
Naruto
could live with that.
At
the moment, she was focused on her novel; hardly paying attention to the man
watching her from above. Every now and then she’d push her glasses up the
bridge of her nose before flipping the next page. Whatever the hell she was
reading must be extra interesting because she didn’t even budge when a couple
of birds perched on her shoulder to keep her company.
“I
still can’t believe we’re related,” he murmured to himself.
“True,”
came the amused response behind him. “Considering how you can’t sit still for
more than ten minutes at a time to concentrate on any reading material, I’m
guessing she absorbed more of your father’s genes.”
Naruto
raised his middle finger in response to that taunt before turning away from the
window to pout at his mentor. Jiraiya grinned and let out another cloud of
smoke from his pipe. On his impressive walnut-polished desk was a crystal ball,
which looked murky from Naruto’s vantage point. However, Jiraiya tapped it with
a finger and quirked a brow.
“You
sure you don’t want to watch this? It’s about to begin. He just walked into the
courtroom.”
Naruto
shook his head and turned away again; refusing to admit that the bit of news
had sent his heart skipping a beat in pride yet concern; though he wasn’t sure
why he ought to feel the latter. It was just a hearing not a trial. Sasuke had
done nothing wrong. He had saved all their asses – his especially – and all
this pomp and circumstance was a just a chance for the clan leaders to take a
shot at the poor kid.
Ah,
if only he had teleported away from that room fast enough. Perhaps he would
have ‘convinced’ Sasuke not to show up at the tribunal. But then again, if he
hadn’t…those assholes would find even more reasons to keep him under extra
surveillance, something Naruto didn’t wish for. He shifted restlessly and
placed his chin on the windowsill; admiring the way Karin’s red hair fluttered
in the wind. According to Jiraiya, his mother had been a redhead too. It was
apparently a trait of the Uzumaki clan. He tried to imagine how he’d look with
red hair…
“Ah,
Nara Shikaku is giving the opening statements,” Jiraiya commented. “Sasuke
looks quite calm and collected. Impressive for someone so young.”
“I
don’t need the fucking play-by-play,” Naruto grumbled. “I’m sure he’ll be
fine.”
“Bah!
As usual “A” looks like he is constantly constipated,” Jiraiya continued,
completely ignoring the loud sigh of exasperation this elicited from his
companion. “If he scowls any more, his eyebrows will fall off.”
“I’m
going to keep Karin company,” Naruto announced. He didn’t want to think too
much about Sasuke’s situation or he was probably going to find himself running
down there and pulling the boy out of the room to spare him the judgmental
accusations. Besides, he was still trying to recover from a severe case of blue
balls. Their last time together had not ended in a way he would have liked.
(damn it all)
“She
doesn’t want your company,” Jiraiya interjected amiably. “You talked her damn
ear off last night until she couldn’t take it anymore, remember? I believe she
punched you in the face.”
Naruto
waved that incident off. “She just needs more time to warm up to me, that’s
all.”
“You’ve
got plenty of time to do that. Allow the poor girl to enjoy a bit of fresh air,
eh? Oh…Tsunade’s speaking now.”
“She’s
like a newborn babe,” Naruto mused as Karin’s head began to nod in weariness.
“She’s going to need a lot of her older brother’s guidance.” He liked the sound
of that, and he grinned at the idea of protecting her should she fall into the
wrong hands. Pity the bastards who try to hit on her. If they were not worthy,
he was going to kick their asses.
“Aren’t
you worried that she’s going to become attached to Sasuke since she’ll be
attending his school?”
Naruto
paused at that thought, but at the recollection of the boy’s indirect words of
commitment to him, he smirked and closed his eyes. “I’m not too worried about
that.”
He
failed to notice the knowing expression on his mentor’s face, though the light
chuckle filtered to him.
“It’s
good to see you this relaxed again,” Jiraiya finally admitted with a warm
smile. “For a while there, I was really worried I was going to lose you
completely.” His smile faded and sadness seemed to filter into his eyes. “I
thought I had failed you after all these years, Naruto. I wanted so much for
you to see that life didn’t have to ‘end’ after your revenge was complete. I just
wanted…”
“You
have nothing to apologize for,” Naruto interrupted quietly. He lifted his
lashes slowly. Karin’s book had slipped from her fingers to the ground. She was
fast asleep.
(it’s always the
simple things…isn’t it, sensei?)
“I
owe you so much, sensei,” Naruto
admitted with a growing lump in his throat. “Maybe I never really showed it to
you over the years, but…you’ve always been there. You were the crutches I
needed when my spiritual legs were broken, and for that…I thank you from the
bottom of my heart.”
There
was a thickened pause in which his words seemed to swirl within the space
between them like warm syrup. When Jiraiya finally cleared his throat and spoke
again, there was a rawness there to betray how emotional he felt.
“Sentimentality
was never your strong suit,” he grumbled. “Stop trying to act so wise now, you
brat.”
Naruto
chuckled and closed his eyes again. “I learned from the best after all.”
“And
now?”
“Hmm?”
“All
I have taught you…so far you’ve done a good job with your student. Do you plan to continue?”
“Of
course. We’ve just scratched the surface of his learning. I have to surpass you
in some ways, sensei. Sheesh.”
Jiraiya
laughed and studied the strong back with a sense of pride.
(ah
how you’ve grown in more ways than one, Naruto)
“Eternity
is a long time,” he added quietly when his laughter subsided. “You don’t need
me to remind you of that.”
Naruto
pursed his lips. “I know. A lot of things can happen between us in the future,
and I’m not naïve enough to believe there won’t come a day when he’ll wish to
be separated; to seek his own path and find out who he really is. When that
time comes, I hope I’ll be as strong as you were to let him go.”
He
tried hard to ignore the dull ache in his chest at this scenario, but knew deep
down it was going to be inevitable. No matter how romantic the idea of being
with each other until death do them part, Sasuke was still so very young and he
would need to spread his wings eventually.
“I’ll
always be there for him,” Naruto continued with a small smile. “Just as I’ve
always been from the day he was born. That will never change.”
Jiraiya
nodded solemnly in approval. “In that case, you have my blessings. Just
remember to take responsibility when the time comes. I know how uncontrollable
your hormones tend to become during mating season -”
“Eeeh?
What the fuck is the ‘mating season’?” came the sputtered protest. “And stop
talking like that, you goddamn pervert…!”
“Which
reminds me of a new book I’m starting and you’ll be a fine candidate - well
actually both of you would make fine candidates for the main characters. Do you
want to hear about it?”
“Oh
God…” Naruto groaned and covered his ears, but Jiraiya wasn’t paying attention
for he launched into the grand outline of his novel about two star-crossed male
lovers from the distant world of –
(dear God)
He
blushed and gave a small smile; cracking open an eye to notice his ‘sibling’
had curled up on the bench in a fetal position. The pages of the book flipped
with every gentle caress of the mid-morning’s breeze, and as it finally came to
a close, Uzumaki Naruto knew without a doubt that a new chapter of his life was
now about to begin.
All
he had to do was fill in the blank pages.
__
As
Sasuke kicked off his shoes, tugged off his tie and jacket, flung them across the
living room, and undid the top few buttons of his dress shirt (nearly popping
those out in his haste), he decided to go back to the top of his list and curse
out every bastard to get on his nerves at the farce of a hearing.
Luckily,
it started with the grand-daddy of them all – “A”. I mean what the fuck did “A”
even mean? Short form for “Asshole”? That wouldn’t have surprised him in the
least.
He
unzipped and climbed out of his pants and underwear, kicking them into the
closet, before padding into the bathroom in only his unbuttoned shirt. He
stared at his reflection in the mirror for a heartbeat before splashing some
water on his face, muttering a loud expletive before setting up things for his
bath.
Honestly,
if it hadn’t been for Tsunade, Mei, and to his surprise, Neji (and some other
members of the Hyūga breed), Sasuke might have been slandered to Hell and
back. “A” had spear-headed the litany of accusations, claiming that Sasuke had
an idea of where more of the Immortal-Killing seals were hidden. There was the
claim of him actually making up the story of Orochimaru’s presence at the
‘so-called cave’, and that his ‘carelessness’ had made Kurama’s seal weaken
much faster than he should have.
“What
the hell are you talking about?!” Sasuke had roared back before he could
control himself. “I had nothing to do with that, you piece-of-...!”
He
was spared from further getting in trouble when Tsunade rose up in his defense;
her voice firm and loud in the murmur-filled courtroom (though a quick glare
from her was enough to tell Sasuke he had been close to fucking up big time).
“A” would have shut her down with more of his strident protests, when Neji – of all people – had excused
himself to actually back him up! Sasuke was sure his jaw was someone on the floor
(just as well as everyone else in the room considering the history between the
two clans after all), but to hear Neji recount the events of that day, and to
tell just how brave and heroic Sasuke had been, was nothing short of amazing.
If he could have hugged the guy, he would have – though Sasuke was sure that
wouldn’t have been appreciated.
(and
it would take wild horses pulling him from all sides that a small part of him
was actually beginning to imagine what it would be like to ‘touch’ Neji…his hair in particular)
Sasuke
flushed and scrubbed his hair a little harder with more shampoo than necessary,
while clamping his thighs a little closer together. This was not the time to be
thinking of such a thing especially when the one person’s support he could have
used had decided not to show up.
Wouldn’t have
minded seeing your face there, Naruto, he thought with a pang of misery.
However, he realized it wouldn’t have been prudent. If Naruto had been there,
“A” and his cohorts would have had a field day tearing him apart. And now
knowing a little bit more about Kurama and his personality, he doubted the bijuu would have allowed the insults to
continue. The courtroom might not be standing by the time he was done with his
retaliation.
(heh…Kurama)
His
lips twitched into a smile as he rinsed himself. Recalling their conversation
was a reminder of just how insignificant he truly was in the grand scheme of
things. This world – both human and spiritual realm – was way too big for a
young man like him to fully comprehend. There were always going to be mysteries
yet to uncover, but knowing he would now have an eternity to explore them all
to his heart’s content made his heart full.
“Would
you have approved of the path I’ve chosen, Dad…Mom?” he would ask much later as
he sat cross-legged before the lone reminder of a family he once had.
He
caressed the worn wooden frame tenderly before allowing his fingertips to
outline each face slowly…over and over until the hard lump in his throat nearly
made it difficult to swallow. He missed them. He missed them so damn much. More
than words could ever express. He missed every smile, every hug, every word,
including every cherished memory of a family unit doomed and fated not to last.
It was a cruel thing for a child to deal with, but he felt he could pat himself
on the back for not choosing to simply curl up into a ball and die.
“I
have friends now,” he whispered and drew his knees to his chest. “Sakura and
Sai and Kakashi and Mei and Tsunade-sama and Jiraiya-sama…and maybe
Karin…eventually. Hinata’s nice too…and Neji…still not too sure about him.
Maybe that nod he gave me outside the courthouse was a sign that we might
become friends in the future, but I’m not holding my breath. But isn’t that
amazing, Dad? That our two families can actually get along …even if I’m the
last of us? So don’t worry too much about me. I’ll be just fine in this new
world. Just promise to keep watching over me, okay?”
He
raised the photograph to his lips before rising to his feet to put it back in
place. He stepped back once sure it wasn’t going to fall off the wall and met
his brother’s eyes again – which he was sure suddenly appeared to know just a
little too much.
“It’s
okay, nii-san,” Sasuke said, not
without a hint of smugness. “I’ll be the one to take care of him in your stead.
I accept your blessings.”
At
his computer, with the towel still draped around his neck though now clad in a
pair of black shorts and one of Itachi’s old band tee-shirts, he checked up on
missed emails (the usual aka Hamazaki threatening to break off their ‘deal’ if
Sasuke didn’t write him back ASAP!), the latest non-BL PC games he could
acquire with his incoming paycheck (The Calm had produced quite a few worthy
gems Mei-chan and Chiyo-baasama were likely to drool over) before tackling long
overdue schoolwork.
He
was just in the midst of figuring out what the hell z2 = (x + iy2) was all about, when he felt
the familiar shift in air pressure behind him.
(hn. About
fucking time)
He
tried to hide his smirk as his hand swiftly reached for the unsheathed sword
beside his desk, to point it straight at the man who had barely settled into
position.
“The
fuck, Sasuke! Are we back to this again?! Watch where you point that
thing…HEY!”
Schoolwork
forgotten, Sasuke moved with a grace and speed that would have impressed Naruto
if he didn’t find himself suddenly pinned to the floor with the young man
straddling his waist – sword now pointed at his chest.
“You
took too long to get here,” Sasuke replied with a raised brow. “I thought you’d
be waiting for me outside the courthouse.”
“Where’s
the fun in that?” Naruto replied with a quirk of his lips. “Anticipation makes
the moment much more pleasurable, don’t you think?”
Sasuke
felt the color creep into his features. “I have school work to finish up.”
“It’s
summer vacation!”
“It’s
for cram school! I do plan on going to college you know.”
Naruto
rolled his eyes and winced when his attempt to lift himself up a little
resulted in the sword nearly burying itself in him.
“Oy…could
you point that thing elsewhere? That sword creeps me out.”
Sasuke
did as told with a toss of the weapon across the room. He tried to get off –
now incredibly aware of just how promiscuous a position he was in - for he was
damn sure that warm and gentle nudge against his ass was about to match the
problem ‘growing’ in his shorts. Now would be a good time to diffuse the
situation, considering Naruto was beginning to grin at his obvious discomfort.
Damn him.
“Why
do you smell like curry?” he blurted out quickly.
Naruto
raised an arm to sniff it as if trying to make sure he really did smell that
way. “Ah, that’s because I took my baby sis to dinner tonight.”
“Huh?”
“Karin.”
Naruto beamed and it was all Sasuke could do not to pinch his cheeks. The guy
looked so happy at saying those words, it was ridiculous (and yet oddly
touching). “She wanted to try some Thai food, so I took her to this really
great restaurant downtown -”
“Did
she pay for it?”
“Of
course not! What kind of a big brother do you take me for?”
“Uh
huh, but whenever you have a chance you won’t hesitate to ask me to pay for any meal we eat outside.
Oh that’s right; you’ve never taken me to a restaurant yet.”
Naruto
raised a brow. “Are you pouting?”
“No.”
“…do
you want to go on a date? Is that what this is all about?”
Sasuke
turned crimson and hastened his attempts to get off his tormentor. “I don’t
want to go on a date,” he stammered in embarrassment. “I’m not a girl!”
“Oh?
I thought all your sleazy games would have showed you that some guys do go on
dates. You still have those tickets to that club, don’t you?”
“What’s
that got to do with anything? And besides, I don’t feel like going.”
“You’re
a terrible liar,” Naruto mused as he reached out to capture Sasuke’s wrist, stilling
his movements. “Your ears turn red whenever you start pulling the Pinocchio
act. You can’t tell me you’re jealous of Karin?”
“I
am not,” came the trembling protest for Naruto had pulled him back, only this
time, he was forced to sit on his lap. He turned several more shades of red
when he felt those strong arms wrap around his waist to hold him prisoner.
(ah…)
“Do…don’t,”
he gasped and lowered his head; Naruto’s incoming kiss meeting his temple
instead of his lips as intended. He curled his toes and didn’t know what the
hell to do with himself. His heart was a pounding snare drum within his chest. His
hands felt useless against the black dress shirt Naruto was wearing, though his
fingers somehow still found themselves fiddling shyly with the gold buttons.
Naruto let loose a soft sigh; his warm breath brushing some strands of hair across
his forehead and cheeks.
“Don’t
what, Sasuke?” came the quiet question. “Do you want me to stop?”
(nonononononononono!)
Sasuke
bit his lower lip and buried his heated face against the strong neck in
resignation. His lips felt the pulse of every heartbeat and blood pumping, his hooded
gaze marveling at the way Naruto’s Adam’s apple bobbed with every swallow. Was
the older man nervous as well? The clasped hands behind him tightened as if
unwilling to let him go. There was a moment where they both simply listened to
each other breathe, and when Sasuke almost felt as if their heartbeats were now
synchronized, he whispered softly.
“I’m…I’m
nervous, okay? I know I should have an idea of how it works, but…I don’t think
-”
“Have
you played with yourself before? You can’t tell me you haven’t,” came the low
but surprising query, which caused Sasuke to want to find a hole to bury
himself in.
“Sasuke?”
Naruto prodded when it appeared as if the other man would never speak.
He
barely heard the “yes” whispered, and he smiled into the dark hair.
“Just
your fingers…?”
Sasuke
burned, but figured it was no use lying about this any way. “Fingers
and…and…um…a toy…,” he croaked. “Hamazaki…for fun…he sent me a…uh…vi…vibrator…”
(God this was humiliating!)
“…and
it wasn’t as if I wanted to use it,” he sputtered in defense. “But I just…there
was this one game where the characters used it and one thing led to another…”
And
he had ended up using the small black device for the first time in his life.
Where his fingers had failed to bring him to completion, having that equipment
inserted into his anus had sent him over the edge in mere minutes. He squeezed
his eyes shut as the sudden memory of those breath-sapping moments had him
twitching a little. It had been a while since he used it, so –
“Where
is it?” Naruto growled into his ear before capturing the lobe between his teeth
to nip on tenderly. He would have to thank this Hamazaki in person someday.
Sasuke
shivered.
(oh fuck…can’t
concentrate…)
Naruto
made things worse by shifting positions suddenly, eliciting a low gasp as now
obvious arousals brushed each other within bothersome constricting clothing.
“Sasuke,”
came the husky call of his name which had him clutching Naruto’s forearms
tightly. “Where is it?”
“Un…under
my bed…black box…I…”
But
he was silenced as his lips were seized in a kiss guaranteed to devour him
easily. He welcomed the intrusion, wrapping his arms around Naruto’s neck as
his moan of pleasure got lost amidst impatient and hungry tongues. He hardly felt himself being raised – and
probably would have blushed up a storm if he realized that Naruto now had him
in a bridal lift – until his back collided with the familiar soft sensation of
his bed and pillows. He writhed in delight as his lower lip was caught between
Naruto’s teeth before the blond completely pulled away. When he finally lifted
lashes that felt heavy, the expression in those darkening blue eyes above him
caused his already strained erection to swell with lust.
“Give
me a minute,” Naruto whispered thickly. “I’ll be right back.”
“Oh…okay…”
When
Naruto left – and Sasuke’s guess was that he was heading to the bathroom – he
shook himself out of his dazed stupor to roll off the bed. With hands that
still shook (his head and heart still reeling); he searched for the familiar
black box and almost panicked when he felt nothing for a while until his
fingertips finally brushed against it.
His
already flushed features darkened as he opened the box to reveal its content.
He had not really found it funny when Hamazaki sent it and could remember the
conversation he had on the phone with the guy.
/It’s just a
thank you gift for all you’ve done for me so far! Enjoy it, eh?! You’re old
enough to know how it’s used./
And enjoy it he had indeed.
He
withdrew the small black oval object, which had come along with a bottle of cherry-scented/flavored
lubricant (that was almost finished by the way), and checked to make sure the
damn batteries were even still working. A single click and its immediate
vibration against his palm was enough to have him clamping his legs tightly.
Dear
God. Was it really so bad that just the sensation was enough to get his anal
muscles yearning for contact? He glanced toward the bathroom area and wondered
how long it would take Naruto to get himself prepared. He looked back at the
toy and subconsciously licked his lips. He squirmed again and bit his lower
lip. He was horny as hell. No other way to put it. It had been a while since he
used this, so why not prepare himself a little before Naruto showed up? There
was no harm in doing that, was there?
He
rose on unsteady legs to peel off his shorts, not too surprised to find that
his briefs was already damp with pre-cum. Already familiar with the pattern of
getting himself off, he lay back on the bed and reached for the lubricant;
pouring as generous an amount as he could manage on both device and his
fingers. He closed his eyes and tentatively explored the ‘taboo’ region – which
was funny considering he had taken a shower and had really thought nothing of
it then. But now…
“Aaaah,”
came the breathless sigh as a slick finger found its way past the tight ring of
muscle. It probed and withdrew…went in again and pulled out carefully. He
licked his lips and arched off the bed a little; slender hips quivering as his
motions went a little faster. When the second finger found its way in, his sigh
became a breathless gasp; inner muscles stretching just a little wider as they
prepared the highly sensitive area for a much bigger invasion.
(oh…fuck…aaah…)
His
left hand searched blindly for the device; nearly knocking it to the floor with
his clumsy attempts. However, he need not have bothered for the rough voice to
grate into his ear nearly had him coming there and then.
“Couldn’t
wait after all, eh?”
(oh God!
Naruto!)
His
lashes flew open to meet the amused darkened eyes above him, but he would be
spared the agony of explaining himself when Naruto claimed his lips hungrily
again. Sasuke would vaguely realize that his teacher was now clad in only his
pants, for the wonderful sensation of that naked broad chest against his and
his trembling left hand reaching out to claw at his back – was nearly his
undoing.
He
tried to withdraw his fingers from their probing, but was stalled as Naruto
held them in place.
“Don’t
stop,” came the low command against swollen lips. “You have no idea how fucking
sexy you look when you get off, do you?”
(me?
Sex…sexy…ah!)
He
arched off the bed at the sudden intrusion of another finger inside of him; his
low cry swallowed within another kiss that was designed to take his breath
away. When a rhythm was established, Sasuke’s toes curled into the sheets as he
was stretched wider than he ever had. His maximum had been two fingers and then
the toy, but with Naruto exploring him in such a way…
“Aah…ah…oh
fuck! I’m…I’m…” He dug his fingernails into Naruto’s back, barely hearing the
low hiss of pain this elicited. He was unable to control the low moan of dismay
when Naruto withdrew, but not for long, for the soon familiar low whirring
sound of a certain device and the soon vibrating sensation against an already
twitching hole was enough to have Sasuke crying out in pleasure.
Damn
his worry about sounding like a stuck squealing pig. This was too much.
“Come
for me,” Naruto ordered in a low growl as he pushed the toy deeper into him
until Sasuke was nothing more than a quivering mass of ecstasy. His body
writhed beneath the stronger and bigger one, his lower lip caught between his
teeth as every nerve-ending in his body was triggered. His tee-shirt was roughly
pushed up to reveal pink-tinted nipples hardened to relief; a sight that was
not ignored as Naruto latched on to suck on greedily.
“Oooooh
God!” Sasuke moaned/cried as quaking hands buried themselves into Naruto’s
hair. He was a complete mess, made worse when Naruto was ‘evil’ enough to
increase the vibration on the device. Sasuke nearly bucked him off the bed,
turning to his side and clamping his legs tight to control the surge of
adrenaline and indescribable pleasure coursing through him. God help him, but
he was going to have the mother of all orgasms if Naruto didn’t let him –
“No…please…”
he begged when he was turned onto his back again to meet the grinning visage of
his partner. “I can’t…I’m going to co…come…”
“Then
let me taste you when you do,” Naruto cajoled as he slid down the bed, strong
and slightly calloused hands running down the battle-scared body until they
steadied on his hips. He appeared to want to memorize every wound and bruise
Sasuke had sustained during combat, his lips trailing over the faint scars
until they tasted the salty thickness of the boy’s semen.
He
looked up as he teased the quivering thick flesh, his own erection throbbing
with desire at the picture the boy presented. He had never dared to go this far
with his older brother; always feeling just a little bit guilty at daring to
show this side of himself to anyone. And yet here he was, about to savor a
sinful treat reserved for him after all these years. He lowered his lashes and
licked from base to tip; his tongue resting and relishing in the pulse of
throbbing veins against it. He moaned and licked again and again, not stopping
until his lips pursed over the bulbous tip to toy with the cum-slicked slit. He
could feel the vibrator within the boy and he smiled as he engulfed the entire
length in his mouth to feast on it to his heart’s content.
Hearing
Sasuke’s low cry was heaven. For a young man whose vocal expressions ranged
from quiet (and sometimes judgmental) comments to roars of anger – this was a
side Naruto was happy only he would have the pleasure of knowing. This
vulnerable, beautiful young man was his to protect and to love until Fate saw
it fit to keep them apart. But until then…
(ah yes)
The
boy stiffened. The organ in his mouth swelled. There was a choked sob from
above, and soon the helpless thick spurts of satiation filled his mouth. He
swallowed as much as he could, while slowly withdrawing the vibrator from a
hole that was now more than ready for what he had to offer. He released
Sasuke’s cock with a loud smack and lick of his lips, while marveling at the
sight left behind once the device was completely withdrawn. He was now able to
insert two fingers easily, but found his hand and arm trapped as Sasuke clamped
his thighs together again.
“No…”
came the low whimper into the pillows. “No more…I can’t take it anymore…you’re going
to fucking kill me…”
“Oh
no, you’re not going to leave me hanging,” Naruto whined as he probed deeper
and Sasuke’s hips moved on their own accord; a choked sob escaping his lips.
“It’s not fair.”
“Aaah…please…”
“Sasukeeee…”
Sasuke
finally turned his head a little; his glazed darkened eyes looking down at the
begging ones below. He was still trying to catch his breath from an orgasm that
still had him trembling and damn if Naruto wasn’t helping him with the way he
kept fingering his ass like that.
“…can
I touch you then?” Sasuke asked softly. He blushed at the grin this garnered.
“I
thought you’d never ask.”
He
finally withdrew his fingers, but not before making a show of licking them
slowly much to Sasuke’s embarrassment. He sat back and watched as the young man
slid off the bed to fall to his knees – since standing at this point wasn’t
going to be an option – and almost held his breath at the delectable sight this
made. Sasuke was pushing his thighs apart to get to the zipper of his pants;
tentative fingers brushing over an erection that was threatening to rip a hole
right through the cloth. It was a reminder that this was going to be Sasuke’s
first time doing this with anyone, and his heart trembled at the naivety shown.
He
smiled warmly and cupped the boy’s chin to look into the flushed and slightly
fearful visage.
“It’s
okay,” Naruto encouraged tenderly. He leaned down to kiss lips that welcomed
his thorough attention. Sighing with pleasure as they finally pulled apart.
“Just take it easy and watch your teeth. No biting. Try to remember how I did
it with you and you should be fine.”
Remember? Sasuke was
sure his mind was so far gone when Naruto was sucking him off, he could barely
remember a damn thing, but then again, how difficult could it be to give
someone a blow job. The characters on the games had made it seem easy but…
(this isn’t a
game, Sasuke! This large, warm thing in your hand is definitely not made out of
pixels. God, he’s so big. Please don’t let me screw up. Please don’t let me
screw up. Please don’t let me…)
He
sucked shyly and was rewarded with a deep sigh. He looked up with concern, but
at the sight of Naruto’s closed eyes and the expression of bliss on his visage,
was enough to give him some confidence. He took a little more into his mouth;
amazed at how ‘alive’ this thing felt against his tongue. He closed his eyes
and licked slowly…carefully…hoping his teeth wouldn’t cause any damage for the
last thing he wanted to do was hurt Naruto. Shy fingers caressed the base and
sacs, fondling them and earning even more breathless moans from his partner.
“So
good,” Naruto whimpered. “You’re doing so well, Sasuke…”
It
was hard not to feel a rush of happiness at that praise, and it emboldened
Sasuke to take even more than he felt he could; feeling the muscles of his
mouth work a little harder as they struggled to contain the man’s hard length.
He nearly choked when there was the sudden gentle pressure of Naruto’s hand on
his head, urging him to suck a little faster. Sasuke did his best to oblige,
but to his dismay, he realized he couldn’t keep up. He knew Naruto was close to
coming for those powerful thigh and torso muscles were beginning to tighten in
response.
(ah…I…I
can’t…)
He
longed to get some air, to catch his breath, to pause a little before he passed
out and ruined a perfectly good evening. However, he didn’t want to disappoint
this man he loved more than life itself. He wanted to please him as best he
could, but as he felt the tears of frustration begin to form in his eyes, he
was forced to withdraw with a gentle push of his head.
“I’m…I’m
almost there,” he pleaded miserably as he met those understanding blue eyes
that sent his heart turning into a pool of mush. “I’ll try harder…just…I just
wanted to -”
(make you happy
too)
But
the words were stuck in his throat as he was lifted up to be straddled across
those thighs he had caressed just moments earlier.
“Don’t
cry,” Naruto whispered against his temple as Sasuke lowered his head in shame.
“I don’t expect you to know everything the first time -”
“But
I wanted to -”
“Shssh,”
came the husky interruption as Sasuke felt the unmistakable nudge of something
thicker – much thicker than a measly egg vibrator – against his prepared anus.
“Just close your eyes and hang onto me, my love.”
(oh…)
“I’ll
show you just how good it can be…”
(…my love…)
Sasuke
– who was still basking in the glow of that term of endearment – sank his
teeth, before he could control himself, into Naruto’s shoulder at the slow thrust
of that hard length into him. When he broke through skin and had the first
sensation of warm blood on his tongue, he hardly noticed for his entire being
was a taut bow ready to let loose with just the right trigger.
“Relax,”
Naruto cajoled as his hand moved toward Sasuke’s neglected cock to begin
stroking. “Take a deep breath and relax…okay? I won’t hurt you. I promise.”
(deepbreathdeepbreathdeepbreath…aaaah
fuck…!)
Naruto
went a little deeper and Sasuke’s hands upon his forearms tightened. Naruto
withdrew and pulled back a little. If he noticed he was now bleeding from his
shoulder or that Sasuke was watching him with something akin to panic (afraid
he was about to call it quits), he ignored it and searched for the bottle of
lubricant.
“Should
make things a little easier,” Naruto explained with a playful wink as he
covered himself with the last drops until his cock seemed to glisten with the
fluid. Sasuke was even tempted to slide back down to his knees to give it
another go, but was left gasping as he was placed back into position. This time
Naruto was almost half-way in until Sasuke remembered he had to breathe.
(oh my God)
Now
he had a better appreciation for BL characters who claimed like they felt they
were being split in two. Sasuke had always thought that a little too dramatic,
but right now…as Naruto withdrew again –
(nopleasenopleasenopleaseno)
…and
thrust even deeper, Sasuke could only wrap his arms around his lover’s neck and
hope to God he didn’t pass out from sensory overload. All the same, there was
pain and considering he had a high threshold for it, it was still enough to
have him sucking his breath and pacing himself; for Naruto was doing his best
to make him feel comfortable as well. His cock being stroked and fondled was a
very pleasant and delightful distraction.
“…gonna…move…”
Naruto grunted after a muffled expletive of how “fucking tight” he was.
Sasuke
felt his waist gripped – as if Naruto hoped to steady himself – and when those
hips moved beneath his, Sasuke felt his world take a nose dive into a sea of
such sensory delights, he could barely speak or find the voice to cry out. Up
and down, up and down, in and out, in and out. Over and over and over again. A
once unsteady rhythm soon found them making such magnificent music in mere moments.
The pain dulled from its blinding flash of scarlet to a throb of amber. It
began its slow ascent to cerulean heights, a crescendo that was heralded by both
men making low (and soon louder) sounds of approval. It was a staccato duet of
passion, and when Sasuke threw back his head and arched into his lover, he did
not care if the entire fucking world knew he was just about to blow into a
million smithereens.
He
loved this man.
“Oh
God,” someone gasped.
Loved
him more than words could ever say.
“Ah…!”
He
wrapped his arms around Naruto’s neck and moved in closer…closer still until
nothing but a whisper of air separated them. Black with a hint of red met and
drowned in twin pools of swirling blues and violets. Sweat-stained foreheads
met and stayed connected as hips strained for that final push into completion.
Parted lips breathed into each other; words they could not say out loud passing
between them anyway.
(I love you,
Uzumaki Naruto. In this present. In that past, and in our future to come. I will
always love you)
And
when he swallowed the shocked gasp from the older man’s lips in a passionate kiss,
Sasuke knew that this time, there was no mistaking the full depth of his unspoken
promise.
(for all
eternity, Uchiha Sasuke, for all eternity)
__
Mount
Myōboku
Gamatatsu
was the first to notice it.
Sunbathing
next to the steps of the great temple – a wonderful afternoon breeze caressing
his leathery orange skin – his nose twitched at the new scent.
“Hmm?”
He
cracked open an eye to glance at the foliage, having to blink a little to make
sure he wasn’t seeing things.
“Eeeh…”
“Whatsa
matta, Gamatatsu?” Gamakichi asked as he hopped out to join his younger
brother. However, he needn’t have asked as his gaze followed the direction of
the pointing webbed finger.
The
brothers watched as the seedling continued to push itself out of the earth with
stubborn determination. Its stem grew just a little longer, bright green leaves
unfurling to wave a shy ‘hello’ to its captive audience. Within the hour, there
was yet another sign of life – a swollen bud which began to reveal itself
slowly as if being peeled apart by an invisible hand. However, it would go no
further than that, though there was no mistaking the faint hue of scarlet
peeking through its’ protective cocoon.
The
brothers looked at each other, wearing matching grins.
Despite
it not being as tall as the flower by its side, there was no doubt this new
plant was going to be its equal someday. For now, both seemed to bow toward
each other in unison, buds touching lovingly in silent homage.
They
would patiently await the return of their owners, and only then would they finally
unfurl their beautiful petals in full bloom.
…Time
was of no consequence…
Epilogue
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