Title: Convergences of Interest
Author: Kitana
Warnings: NC-17; Naruto x Sasuke. Against his better judgment, but much to his libido’s delight, Sasuke gives in to one of Naruto’s ideas, only to find himself knee-deep in overwhelming desire.
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Sasuke couldn’t remember when he started looking at Naruto differently. He couldn’t remember when that smiling face became something to look forward to, instead of just a nuisance. He couldn’t even remember when he actually acknowledged the fact that Naruto meant something to him, something more than a teammate, something more than a rival, a training buddy, or someone to tease.
It was times like this when Sasuke had to keep himself in check, remembering to frown and turn away when Naruto was as brazen as to strip in front of him. It was strange for Sasuke, knowing that he should be disgusted by Naruto’s display. Yet, alternatively, he felt compelled to stare, to admire the boy’s growing body. The effects of days of endless training were showing up on the blonde ninja in the form of well-defined arms and legs, and a flat, almost concave, torso.
Sasuke averted his eyes when Naruto stripped off the last of his clothes, a little ashamed that he was even staring in the first place. Naruto’s cheerful voice broke through his thoughts like a bulldozer, questioning him.
“Hey, Sasuke! It’s hot, aren’t you going to get in with me?” Naruto asked the young Uchiha, already ankle-deep in the stream water.
It was an innocent enough question, but Sasuke’s mind was already taking the long route. His first (well, perhaps second) thought was to decline Naruto’s offer, knowing instinctively that if he were to somehow summon up half the careless nature Naruto had that the day’s events would take a path Sasuke didn’t really want to think about the outcome of. Yet before he could sufficiently think up a reason to excuse himself, Naruto was back out of water, hands insistently tugging at Sasuke’s clothes.
“Ah, Naruto — wait, what? Stop!” Sasuke stammered, surprised.
Naruto’s lips formed a mock-pout. “Oh come on, Sasuke, stop being such a hard ass. It’s not like the water is going to kill you or something!”
No, of course not. It’s you that’s going to kill me, Sasuke thought.
Sasuke pressed a palm to his forehead, not daring to look past Naruto’s shoulders. He sighed in resignation; if Naruto hadn’t been hard to shake off before, he definitely was now that Sasuke was clearly undecided about what to do about the vibrant blonde. There really weren’t many options open to Sasuke, and so he toed of out his shoes as Naruto pulled up his shirt.
“Hey, Sasuke, no fair!” Naruto suddenly exclaimed, tossing Sasuke’s shirt aside.
Taking off his arm bands, Sasuke raised an eyebrow, puzzled. “Eh? What are you talking about? I haven’t done anything.”
Naruto made a face, sort of like annoyance, but not quite. It was something. “You've been training without me!” he said, pressing his palms to Sasuke’s abdomen, feeling the firm muscle there. Sasuke tensed, his stomach trembling a little, like restless butterflies. He could feel his face heating — damn Naruto and his obliviousness! — and pushed away from the blonde, turning away as he stuck his fingers into the waistband of his pants.
“Don’t look,” Sasuke warned calmly, somewhat amused when out of the corner of his eye, he saw Naruto pout again, for real this time.
“Fine, fine,” Naruto replied, trotting back to the stream.
Sasuke hesitated after Naruto turned his back. It was still a bad idea, even if Naruto had no idea of his desire. Yet Sasuke didn’t have much choice in the matter anymore — he’d already squandered away his chances to avoid such a situation by earlier hesitation. So he pulled his pants and underwear down in one motion, feeling exposed, but even more embarrassed that he was already half-hard just because Naruto’s hands had been on him.
It was absolutely ridiculous, Sasuke noted, but that didn’t stop him from finding himself waist deep in the chilly stream water, shivering despite the heat in the air around him. Sasuke must’ve looked like a fish out of water, because Naruto waded over to him, grabbing him by the arm to pull him deeper into the stream.
“You get used to it quicker if you move around,” Naruto said helpfully, snickering at Sasuke’s failed attempts to convey how cold the water was.
Sasuke was embarrassed to find that his teeth chattered as he spoke. “If you say so.”
He tried wading around more, letting his body warm up to the water at its own pace. Naruto was less patient about it though, waiting until Sasuke turned his back to surreptitiously sink below the surface of the stream. Sasuke would probably kill him later, Naruto knew, but this was an opportunity that he absolutely couldn’t pass up.
As he crept up on Sasuke, Naruto couldn’t help but snigger quietly to himself; if Sasuke wasn’t already pale all over, he would definitely be after this.
Only a few more inches left.
Grabbing Sasuke by the ankle, Naruto yanked, pulling Sasuke underneath the water. Startled, Sasuke responded with an undignified sort of growl-yelp-gurgle combination.
Naruto popped up to the surface of the stream, clutching his sides in laughter; he cackled even harder when Sasuke finally resurfaced, looking and sounding more or less like a drowned cat with a case of whooping cough.
“Sasuke, Sasuke,” Naruto called, barely able to breath between his laughing. “You should’ve seen your face, it was so priceless, wait until Sakura finds—”
Naruto was promptly cut off by Sasuke’s weight, almost doubled by the water, landing on him, sending him back underneath the water. When Naruto managed to claw his way back up and clear himself of all inhaled water, coughing only slightly lighter than Sasuke had been earlier, it was Sasuke that was smirking. Though Sasuke didn’t let it show, his heart was thumping hard in his chest.
“You should have seen your face, Naruto,” Sasuke teased mildly, pushing wet hair back from his face. Okay, so he had to admit, maybe listening to Naruto had been a half-decent idea this time. It was actually fun.
Naruto couldn’t help but grin. He’d been got. “You’re such a bastard,” he replied, splashing water at Sasuke, who tried to dodge but was still hit fully in the face by the wave.
“Me, a bastard? You started it,” Sasuke answered mock-indignantly, dodging another splash and attacking back with one of his own. Sasuke kept on with his duck-and-counter routine until his back hit the bank of the stream, and only then did he realize that he’d been cornered. Sasuke pulled his arms up to his face just in time to deflect most of Naruto’s next spray, and when his arms came down, Naruto was mere inches away from him, pressed flush against him from the waist down.
“Got you,” Naruto said between heavy breaths, beaming with victory, seemingly oblivious to what kind of predicament he’d just put Sasuke into.
All remotely clean and respectable thoughts left Sasuke’s head, instantly filling instead with things that were probably too dirty to even publish in Icha Icha Paradise. Naruto was uncomfortably close, but before Sasuke could try to save himself from complete embarrassment and push Naruto away, Naruto’s lips were already pressed against his, tongue slipping in between shock-parted lips.
Sasuke gasped and pulled away, leveling a questioning stare at Naruto. “Why?” he said, his voice low, a little breathless.
“Wanted to,” Naruto replied with a small smile and a shrug. “It seemed right.”
Sasuke felt his face practically burning with both embarrassment and relief. Ultimately, he wanted to just sink underneath the water and never come back up. He had been obsessing over his growing lust for Naruto for weeks, and he hadn’t even picked up a hint that Naruto had felt the same way. Sasuke shifted his gaze downwards, and then looked back up at Naruto, who still smiled though a blush had crept up on his cheeks. The stretching silence was beyond awkward, so Sasuke did what he thought should naturally come next.
He pulled Naruto into another kiss, wrapping his arms around his shoulders to keep him close. There were some glaringly obvious setbacks to what else Sasuke had in mind, such as the fact that he and Naruto were in the open and completely naked in practically the shallowest stream in Konoha. On second thought, Sasuke concluded as Naruto broke away from his kiss to nip lightly at his ear, the stream was probably the exact reason why he was in this situation to begin with.
Sasuke groaned and his fingers dug into Naruto’s shoulder when the blonde suckled at his pulse. Naruto could almost taste the rhythm of Sasuke’s heart; it was a quick, nervous pattering that completely belied Sasuke’s fairly calm exterior. Sasuke’s senses were on edge; Naruto’s damp hair tickled his chin and his tongue, surprisingly soft and sensuous, sent tremors through Sasuke’s body. He could feel Naruto’s erection pressing warm and wet against his thigh, so very close to his own. Experimentally, he rocked forward. A jolt of pleasure seemed to rebound through Naruto, who bit down on Sasuke’s shoulder to muffle his sound, and fizzle out in Sasuke’s groin.
Abruptly, Naruto stopped moving completely, and for a moment, Sasuke was worried as to whether he’d done something wrong. When Naruto spoke next, his voice was husky, barely contained. Sasuke smirked despite himself.
“You, me,” Naruto started. Sasuke rocked forward again; Naruto gasped and paused. “Now.”
Sasuke couldn’t have been more thrilled to comply with an order. He slid up the bank out of the water, closely followed by Naruto. Sasuke’s clothes weren’t too far away, but he didn’t have time to think about whether he should gather them closer by. Sasuke hit the soft forest floor with a muffled thud, Naruto on top and pinning him to the ground with his fingers and lips.
He hadn’t expected Naruto to be this aggressive — and why not, a part of him asked — but it didn’t bother Sasuke. The pace at which Naruto was kissing him now, frenzied, devouring, made up for any setbacks inexperience had out for them. Sasuke let himself be dragged under by Naruto, let himself arch into Naruto’s touch, warm and damp, down his chest, over his sensitized nipples. Naruto’s teeth, only slightly sharp at the edges, nipped at Sasuke’s sides, leaving light red welts in his wake. It was a ticklish sort of feeling, not painful, and Sasuke squirmed to stop himself from outright giggling.
Sasuke tangled his fingers into Naruto’s hair, dragging the blonde back up for another kiss. Naruto ground against Sasuke, murmuring his name against his lips whenever their mouths were apart. Naruto’s cock against Sasuke’s was hot and slick, a little sticky, and Sasuke couldn’t help but find himself matching Naruto, the friction too good to want to stop. His moans were swallowed by Naruto’s tongue stroking his own; he could feel a pressure building inside of him, like the swell of an ocean’s tide.
Sasuke’s hands traveled down Naruto’s back, smoothing over his butt and cupping the firm, bronzed cheeks. Naruto jerked against him, his whole body trembling, close to out of control. Sasuke traced the cleft of Naruto’s butt, wedging his fingers between the cheeks to press and stroke the tender flesh there. Naruto tore his lips away from Sasuke’s, shuddering and moaning, grinding. He was so close, so close…
“Sasuke, I,” Naruto choked out, his words tapering off into a high-pitched moan that the blonde couldn’t bite down. Sasuke pushed up against Naruto, again and again, spurred on by Naruto moans. Pleasure spread through his limbs, hitting a breathtaking crescendo within him. Eyes squeezed shut, Sasuke moaned into Naruto’s neck as he came, his fingers tingling and digging deep into Naruto’s back. Hazily, he could feel Naruto’s body tense above him as the blonde hit a peak that left his breath stuttering in his chest.
A couple of deep breaths later, Naruto’s weight on top of Sasuke was becoming stickier, cooler, and generally unpleasant. “Naruto…,” Sasuke said. His voice held a tone of exasperation, but with significantly less bite.
“Mmm?” Naruto turned to look at Sasuke, his vibrant blue eyes only half open. He then rolled off to the side of Sasuke. There was a stretch of silence as Sasuke sat up and looked at the mess of his lower body.
“You’re going to have to clean this up, you know.” Sasuke said offhandedly, gesturing downward.
A slow grin spread across Naruto’s features. “No problem.”
~Owari~
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Chapter notes: Well, lovelies, I sadly don't own Naruto. Masashi Kishimoto does. If I did own Naruto, Sasuke would be a slutbunny, Itachi would be ten times more depraved, and Orochimaru would do ... things with that tongue. Maybe it's better that I don't own Naruto. >_>