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Naruto is extraordinarily drunk.
He must be, Sasuke thinks as Naruto’s arm slips around his waist so he can speak directly into Sasuke’s ear. Or else he wouldn’t be saying such nonsense.
It’s true, y’know,” Naruto whispers loudly. His breath fans on Sasuke’s face. He reeks of sake and that ever-present undercurrent of miso. Sasuke’s belly flutters not with nausea, but butterflies. Drunk, rambling idiot… “I know I complain, but it’s so hot how bossy you are.”
Sasuke’s face flushes a little brighter. He’s not exactly sober, either, and this is not the first time Naruto’s praised him tonight. It’s starting to give him that hot, gluey feeling in his stomach, and the alcohol is only exacerbating it. Sasuke takes another sip of sake all the same. No pointing wasting the bottle…
“That’s ‘cause you’re stupid,” Sasuke grumbles. He insinuates a hand between them and shoves at Naruto’s cheek in a halfhearted attempt to separate them. I knew I shouldn’t have let him sit next to me. Knew he’d be all over me if I did. But…
But Naruto smells like heaven right now, so he lets it slide. Naruto is floral sweetness like a bouquet presented at the beginning of a date, and cedar cologne already warm with wear to cover the ripeness of body odor, miso breath and that sharp bite of sake...
And under that, most importantly, Naruto smells like happy alpha.
There’s not a single hint of Kurama’s bloodlust, no foxy musk to belie Naruto’s anxiety, no sanguineous fear seeping from Naruto’s pores. He hasn’t had to fight anyone today. Hasn’t had to fight anyone outside of a friendly spar in days. Sasuke’s omega purrs- a silent tremolo in his chest- at the way peace smells on him. Don’t think I’ll be able to keep my hands off him if I have any more to drink. And someone’s gotta be responsible enough to get us home…
As much as Sasuke values what they’ve accomplished so far, he is also ever-cognizant of how much farther they have left to go. The years since his return to Konohagakure have seen great change. But the past weighs heavily on his chest as always. There is no justice or revenge that will fill the absence of his family and Clan. Naruto fills a different niche in his heart, one that rips open wide like a bloody maw at the thought of losing him. Sasuke doesn't trust Konohagakure to keep him safe. Sasuke still doesn’t feel safe in Konohagakure. He’s not sure he ever will, just as he’s not sure he’ll ever feel whole again.
But Naruto feels safe here. Naruto is happy. Finally happy, after a lifetime of rejection and heartbreak. Naruto, who against every odd has become the hero of not just Konohagakure, but the entirety of the shinobi world. Naruto, who came from nothing and had to work twice as hard as anyone else for every scrap of praise he’s ever gotten. Naruto, who has finally managed to sew a patchwork of disparate connections and friends into a tightly knit fabric of support after growing up alone. Naruto, who after an empty, isolated childhood, finally has a semblance of family and safety in numbers. I can’t let my fears steal his sense of security from him. Not after all it took for him to build it…
Sasuke can not- will not - deny Naruto the joy he’s carved out for himself in this crapsack world. He doesn’t say a word about the mercenaries that come for them; Sasuke dispatches them before ANBU can even react. He is always on alert. What does not reach his ears reaches his nose. What does not reach his nose reaches his eyes. What the eye cannot see, his chakra senses, honed by years of mortal fear. All so Naruto can stop being afraid. All so Naruto can spend one more day in that bubble of ignorant bliss. All so Naruto can have the kind of life Sasuke himself once led. I’ll stop drinking. I’m thinking too much. There’s not much left in the bottle anyway now that Naruto’s having another…
“You always need someone else telling you what to do,” Sasuke continues, entirely divorced from his actual train of thought. “S’what makes you the perfect little bootlicker.”
“Oi, oi, oi! That’s uncalled for, y’know!” Naruto shouts, all brash bravado and a delinquent’s pride. I need to keep you.
“You’re making a racket,” Sasuke drawls. “Quiet down or I’m taking you home.”
“Oh, what, so you can call me a bootlicker in private, too?” Naruto scoffs. “And to think I was just complimenting your sorry ass!”
Sasuke snorts. It’s not likely they’ll get kicked out of Naruto’s favorite izakaya- Sasuke had to take over his budgeting because of just how much money Naruto was spending here treating friends to drinks- but Sasuke’s glad for the partitions between each table. The previously lively conversations around them have dimmed to listen in, but at least he can’t feel their judgmental stares.
“You’re being too loud,” Sasuke repeats. “I mean it: shut up .”
Naruto sighs, equal parts exhaustion and infatuation.
“See, why does that make my dick twitch? Not fair .”
“How uncouth. The great Messiah, complaining to his mate about his discipline fetish in public. What will people think, Na-ru-to?”
Usually a statement like that makes Naruto blush and stutter. Sober Naruto would change the subject. Drunk Naruto, though, just hums thoughtfully.
“Is that what it is?” He dips and twists into Sasuke’s lap with a tip-to-tail stretch. “I bet Ino would say it’s some kinda complex.”
“You’re too dumb to have anything complex ,” Sasuke jokes. He’s actually proud enough of his wordplay to smirk. And Naruto fucking ignores it.
But he also twists again and flops into Sasuke’s lap face-down, making an electric tingle race between Sasuke’s legs, so he doesn’t complain.
“I guess it makes sense, considering all the most stable people in my life were people who had a certain responsibility for disciplining me,” Naruto rambles, turning toward his back again already. “And, y’know, obviously I never had that growing up…”
The overhead lights shine just right in Naruto’s eyes like this, contrasting sharply with the way Sasuke’s bowed head shadows him. There is a near-eclipse in the blue of his eyes. All Sasuke wants is to watch the light and dark meet there, swimming together-
“You’re so smart, Sasuke…”
Naruto’s smile is mortifyingly genuine. Sasuke feels his hot blush extend to his ears and down his chest under his poncho. I was totally zoning out, and here he is calling me smart…
“Usuratonkachi…”
He can’t help himself. Sasuke just has to reach down and pet Naruto’s forehead, brushing his bangs back so Sasuke can steal a kiss there. He hears Naruto’s breath catch as he pulls away, fingers drifting to trace Naruto’s mating mark. Sasuke can’t resist the small smile that forms on his face at the sight of Naruto, flushed and surprised and so unguardedly in love, beneath him. Looks the same as he did that first night together…
“C’mon,” Sasuke murmurs. “Let’s go home, alpha .”
Naruto follows without complaint this time, the gravity between their gazes magnetizing him forward.
It’s later than Sasuke anticipates, but he’s grateful for the sense the cold fall air slaps into him. He feels much more alert as he maneuvers Naruto with practiced ease down the gravel street.
“I was bein’ serious before, y’know,” Naruto pipes up after a companionable few paces. “I do like you bossy.”
“Good, ‘cause I’m not changin’,” Sasuke grunts, jerking Naruto’s arm to keep him from pitching too far forward.
“I think you should be even more bossy.”
“Never thought I’d hear the day,” Sasuke snarks.
“M’ serious, ya bastard!”
“Shhh . It’s late , dobe. People are sleeping .”
Naruto lowers his voice with a giggle.
“Sorry…”
Sasuke rolls his eyes, Naruto’s deadweight making him stagger into their right turn.
“What exactly do you mean by that, anyway?” Sasuke asks with a grunt after they straighten their course.
"Like… what if you made me do something we’ve never done before, y’know?”
"Like…?” Sasuke prompts.
"Like, what if you topped me?”
Sasuke blinks. Not what I was expecting…
That particular part of their sexual chemistry has never needed much thought before. Naruto’s a hung alpha who doesn’t know his own strength and Sasuke’s a particularly flexible omega with a masochistic streak. Do the math. But we’ve played with power dynamics a lot. Done a lot of things together that aren’t considered typical alpha-omega activities. He was just telling me he essentially likes how dominant I am, and that he wants me to dominate him more….
“And you think that’ll do anything for you?” Sasuke snorts, hesitant. I’m no stranger to that, but I didn’t consider he might have an interest in being topped. Alphas are usually uptight about that kind of thing…. But Naruto’s never been just an alpha to me, and he certainly isn’t a typical “alpha male” type… Maybe it was closed-minded of me not to even consider it…
“Oh yeah!” Naruto replies with far more excitement than Sasuke anticipates even now. “The prostate’s only, like, two inches in. And y’know, there are positions to help ya get deeper, and-“
Sasuke blinks at him again. Naruto is completely oblivious to how Sasuke is looking at him, going on and on about the logistics of sex with a top as small as Sasuke. Then I guess it’s not a matter of physical compatibility… Still, though, I’ve never thought about it… Do I even want to…?
“The Lady of the House at that brothel in Yugakure I wasn’t tellin’ ya about? She was, like, a sex expert . Y’know she wrote manuals and how-to’s for her new girls? She had a scroll that was taller than me at the time- so probably, like, six feet long, y’know?- just about shibari. Anyway, she told me there were these sleeve things that you can put on ya dick, to like, make it longer somehow? I don’t think it’s necessary, but-“
Aside from skull-fucking Naruto on a semi-regularly basis, Sasuke has no experience with topping. I have a lifetime of experience as a bottom, though. I already know his body well, so I’m sure if I combine my knowledge of both our bodies that I could make it feel good for him. But that’s still ignoring the question of: do I want to…?
He glances at Naruto as they stumble off course again in an attempt to make a left this time.
“Whoa…! Okay, we good, anyway . What I was saying… What was I saying?” Naruto chatters. He’s dewy with cooling sweat and his blonde hair shines platinum under a full moon. Sasuke’s stomach tightens at the thought of how Naruto whimpers when he’s inside, how he might whimper with Sasuke inside - “Oh, yeah, so, like, if you wanna try it I’d be down- like, so down .” Naruto leans in, snickering: “But I get it if you don’t. I know you’re a lil’ cockslut, so I’d hardly blame ya if-“
Sasuke seizes him by the collar of his shirt, fist clenched tight enough the fabric squeaks against his nails. Naruto’s eyes open wide, reflecting the stars like glass. His hands don’t rise to defend himself. His chakra does not flare. He lets Sasuke hold him here in a way that’s only ever been a threat in the past, and he doesn’t even flinch. He trusts me with his life. He always has. Ever since that day in the Land of Waves….
I do, Sasuke decides as his gaze drifts back to the mating mark. His teeth, forever carved into Naruto’s flesh, Kurama’s influence be damned. Eternally linked by their bites, chakras, and hearts. Ultimate acceptance, body and soul. Of course I wanna top him. Wanna know every inch of him. Wanna give him every pleasure. Wouldn’t have necessarily thought of it myself, don’t think it’ll be as mind-blowingly great and subversive as he’s built it up to be in his head, but if that’s what he wants…
“That’s enough. We’re in public , usuratonkachi.”
It takes Naruto a second to process the fact he isn’t getting punched or made out with. Something unknowable flickers in his eyes like a flame. Sasuke releases him just as abruptly as he grabbed Naruto to begin with.
“Oh, barely ,” Naruto huffs, rolling his eyes as he adjusts his clothes. Choosing not to acknowledge that moment of tension between them for now. Good boy. We’ll address it later, when we’re not drunk at who knows what time… “So, whattya think? Wanna try it?”
Sasuke sighs, his breath just barely visible as the temperature continues to drop. Good thing we’re nearly home. He’s testing my patience tonight.
“I think you’re drunk off your ass and that we can talk about this in the morning,” Sasuke announces. “Assuming you’ll even remember this.”
“Hey, c’mon, I’m not that drunk!” Naruto protests, shoving Sasuke away to prove it and nearly crashing into a garbage can. “I’ll remember!”
“Mm-hm,” Sasuke hums, towing Naruto toward the middle of the deserted street and away from any more hazards.
“I’m serious, y’know! I’ll remember and then I’ll show you how to do it!”
“I doubt there’ll be much to learn,” Sasuke drawls.
Hopefully there won’t be…
He throws Naruto forward by the wrist. Their house is at the end of this street. It’s a clear shot even for someone as stumble-drunk as Naruto. It buys Sasuke a moment to fish out his keys and corral Naruto through the gate into their front yard.
“You’re such a know-it-all bastard! Actin’ like you’ve ever gotten your dick wet when you didn’t even know an omega could fuck an alpha before I told you just now-!”
“Keep your voice down ,” Sasuke growls, pinching Naruto’s nipple through his shirt.
“Ow ! C’mon, man, you know those are sensitive!”
Sasuke rolls his eyes and ignores Naruto’s whining. They’re home in only a dozen more steps, Sasuke’s key trembling in the lock for only a second before they’re tumbling into the genkan together. It’s too dark to see, and Naruto can’t find the light switch, so he trips over Sasuke while he’s bent to take off his shoes, and Sasuke snaps at him. The conversation is forgotten, it seems, as they leave their shoes behind and follow each other, bickering, into the washroom. They bicker through helping each other undress, too. But then Naruto sprays Sasuke with the showerhead and Sasuke retaliates with a cold bucket of water, and next thing either of them know they’re slipping all over the tiles play-fighting until they start to laugh. Sasuke doesn’t know or care which of them wins.
They kiss, help each other up, and wash each other. They sustain idle chit-chat interspersed with companionable silences through their transfer to the bathtub. Naruto sleepily drops the conversation in favor of drunken humming as he scrubs Sasuke’s hair, his nails scratching just right at Sasuke’s scalp and making his lashes flutter with a purr.
“Y’know, I know I was actin’ big earlier,” Naruto admits in the bath, more to himself than Sasuke. “But I really can’t wait for you to take me up on that offer, y’know…”
Sasuke doesn’t answer. Naruto doesn’t make him. But Sasuke already knows he's going to give it to him. The idea is growing on him, hastening with every intimate moment they spend together. He thinks if he wakes up in the middle of the night that he might wake Naruto too, just to unexpectedly fulfill his little fantasy. An appealing idea, but I’m tired. I have a feeling we’ll both be sleeping well into the morning…
By the time they finish drying off, brushing their teeth, putting on clothes, and picking up around their bedroom, the topic has changed enough times that Sasuke’s sure Naruto has forgotten his request entirely. Sasuke doesn’t remind him; he’s content with the fact that Naruto has taken to innocently spooning Sasuke now, arms wrapped around his middle and face tucked into the crook of Sasuke’s neck, breathing already beginning to slow. Naruto’s lips rest on the mating mark. Sasuke always shivers at first. Naruto’s teeth dwarf Orochimaru’s, his claim staked so thoroughly and so often that the snake’s old scars are hardly visible anymore. Sasuke’s perpetually purple from Naruto’s bite. And he loves the tender way it aches when Naruto sleeps beside him; after all, it’s soothed instantly by Naruto’s chakra radiating comfort, circulating around Sasuke as if to envelop him in a pocket of air. Sasuke closes his eyes and basks in it, sun-warm with a soft breeze even in the still dark of their room, multiple seals shielding them from the outside world.
Sasuke does not feel safe in Konohagakure, but in Naruto’s embrace, with his power so breezily on display, Sasuke calms nonetheless. Naruto’s scent wafts over his shoulder, so sleepy and sated that Sasuke’s lashes start to flutter. No point in fighting this. His scent… is so….
“Good night,” Sasuke whispers.
“Nnniiight,” Naruto slurs. No way he’ll remember this tomorrow, Sasuke thinks. Just foolish thoughts from a foolish alpha…
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Sasuke dreams of sex. A montage of moments captured in his Sharingan play on repeat. His hands on Naruto’s hips. Naruto’s back flexing, bowing, writhing. Nothing but a sliver of blue showing as Naruto’s eyes roll back in ecstasy, the shape of his pretty lips as they part around Sasuke’s name. Sasuke’s imagination provides new images: his cock buried in Naruto’s ass. The red of his ears as Sasuke leans in and nibbles them, whispering all the filthy things he wants to do to Naruto. His flushed nape and spread hole, the wet pink of it twitching beneath the pad of Sasuke’s finger, lube dripping down Naruto’s balls-
He wakes in a sweat. For a moment, Sasuke’s so disoriented he doesn’t know where he is, why he’s still in bed. Since when does he sleep this long? I have to kill Itachi, I have to get up and get training-
“Mmhh, there he is…”
Naruto’s voice grounds him in reality. Itachi is dead, Sasuke is no longer a shinobi, and he lives with Naruto in peacetime. He follows Naruto’s voice, as it comes from below, as his pulse staggers back down. Naruto’s poised under the blanket between Sasuke’s spread legs. Sasuke’s cock is full and hard, throbbing and wet with his own slick. He slept nude last night. Fuck, am I in heat…? Sasuke wonders before he remembers the season hasn’t even changed yet. It’s far too early for his deep-winter heat, and he already had his mid-summer heat. So this is all Naruto. The thought of him, the sheer possibility of his touch…
“What..?” Sasuke croaks.
A grin, and suddenly there’s a wet heat on Sasuke’s cock. He groans, arching into Naruto’s mouth as he wraps his lips around Sasuke’s dick. He gives it a slow, indulgent suck, eye contact unwavering. His tongue feels huge against the underside of Sasuke’s shaft, swirling a few times before he comes back off it.
“Mornin’,” he drawls, voice low and husky with leftover sleep and arousal both. Naruto licks his lips like he’s in the middle of a delicious meal and not just beginning. “Sleep well, Sa-su-ke?”
Sasuke’s awareness is slow to unscramble today. Naruto gives a husky giggle at the loud moan he pulls out of Sasuke before he’s fully awake.
“You were humpin’ me in your sleep again,” Naruto admits in hushed tones, as if it’s a secret. “Thought you were awake, to be honest.”
Sasuke’s blush spreads rapidly down his chest. This is not the first time Sasuke’s initiated something in his sleep and woken up confused in the middle of it. Naruto’s used to the occasional sleep-groping and, thankfully, always takes it in stride. But it’s always embarrassing to Sasuke, no matter how many times it happens. He wants me, though, and I’m already so keyed up…
“I could stop-“
“Don’t ,” Sasuke breathes, fingers curling into Naruto’s hair. He gives a rough alpha purr, nuzzling into his palm and against Sasuke’s thigh. It’s the answer Naruto wanted to hear; Sasuke’s breath hitches and back arches when Naruto’s tongue dips lower, drinking Sasuke’s slick like a fine wine as if to reward him.
“Gods, Sasuke… so beautiful… Wanna do whatever it was you were dreaming of?”
Maybe it’s the fact that he’s rubbing his cheek against Sasuke’s dick so cutely, or the fact that they have the day off today so Sasuke can really take his time with Naruto, or maybe it’s just the idea Naruto planted in Sasuke’s head sprouting faster than expected… but Sasuke answers truthfully.
“Was dreaming about… what we talked about last night…”
Just as Sasuke hoped, there’s promise in the cut of Naruto’s diamond eyes, vibrant want refracting the morning light as they widen in delight. There’s no actual need to wait. I’m clearly into it, Naruto’s eager… and I… would rather get it over with quickly if it ends up being something he hates after all… There’s plenty of time to salvage the day if this doesn’t turn out the way he wants…
Sasuke reaches down and cards his fingers through Naruto’s soft, soft hair. He gazes up at Sasuke like he hung the sun and all the stars in the sky just for Naruto.
“So you didn’t forget,” he observes. “Well, if you still want to try it…”
“Really? We can?! I-!“
“But,” Sasuke intervenes, one finger raised to silence him. “You gotta be good and listen to me. Got it?”
Sasuke’s heart skips a beat at the sight of Naruto’s broad, effortless smile.
“I’ll be so good for you, Sasuke. I’ll even try to wait to cum with you.” He wiggles his brows. “I know how much you like that.”
Sasuke pushes his cheek away, eliciting a whine.
“Dobe. Don’t force yourself.”
“I would for you.”
Sasuke’s heart seizes entirely for a moment there. It takes a second for him to remember how to breathe. Naruto’s still got that lax expression on his face, eyes a little dreamy, even as he says the most gut-wrenchingly romantic things Sasuke’s ever heard. Little shit...
“I’d do anything for you,” Naruto repeats, as he has so many times before. He draws Sasuke’s hand from his hair and interlaces their fingers instead. “I’d kill and die with a smile for you. Go to hell and back, just for you.”
Sasuke flushes with the sensation of a hot rinse from his head all the way down his chest as Naruto kisses his hand. So fucking sappy…
“Usuratonkachi… If you’re gonna do all that, just live beside me instead,” he replies, paraphrasing Naruto’s own words back to him as he has so many times since their last fateful battle at the Valley of the End. It makes Naruto’s smile widen, alpha teeth on harmless display.
“With pleasure…”
Sasuke tugs his hand. Naruto follows the motion up, until he’s pinning Sasuke’s hand down and leaning into his personal space, his mouth damp with Sasuke’s own fluids.
“Sasuke… my omega… my heart…”
He speaks the words between slow, open-mouthed kisses. The shock of tasting himself on Naruto’s tongue is tempered by the want that floods his nose; Naruto is autumn sun and a gentle breeze, Sasuke’s bittersweetness and both their morning breath offset by the lingering cleanliness of tea tree oil in their hair. Their bodies slot together seamlessly. Naruto’s boxers are already damp with Sasuke’s arousal and his own spittle.
“Claim me like I claim you…”
Sasuke’s thighs clench of their own accord, desire shooting lightning hot between his legs. Give him credit where credit’s due: Naruto always knows just what to say to wind me up…
“Is that really what you want?” Sasuke asks roughly, pupils blown and already groping Naruto’s hips a little too hard. “You want to be claimed ?”
Naruto shivers his approval before he ever voices it, fingers clenching around Sasuke’s and knees hugging Sasuke’s sides.
“Please …”
Sasuke resists the urge to flip Naruto then and there. No, he can wait a little longer. He’s probably waited so long for this already, I gotta make it good for him, so I may as well make him wait long enough to make it worth it-
“Just tell me what to do,” Naruto continues. “I’ll be so good for you, Sasuke... Promise I’ll listen…”
His pulse quickens. Sasuke takes a deep breath just to calm himself.
“Then turn around,” he instructs as levelly as possible, “and show me you can handle touch there first.”
Naruto’s eagerness to comply is nearly enough to make Sasuke groan. Watching Naruto drop his boxers and turn, presenting that sweet ass of his, actually makes him groan. Perfect position for this…
“There you go. Finish what you started while I test you out, hm?”
Sasuke’s voice is more a growl. Naruto’s reaction to it is visceral, breath hissing between his teeth and hips visibly stuttering as he resists the urge to rut his cock against Sasuke’s chest already. Wonder if he’ll actually hold out long enough for penetration… Doesn’t matter to me. Just want it to feel good…
He grabs unabashedly at Naruto’s ass as his mouth sinks back onto Sasuke’s cock, both moaning. Naruto’s scent is strong here, and Sasuke finds himself sniffing as his tongue lolls, stroking a wet trail across Naruto’s hole. He immediately presses back for more contact; Sasuke seals his mouth there with a snarl, giving Naruto all he wants, all he can take. The vibration of Naruto’s moan around Sasuke’s dick makes his toes curl. Shoving his tongue inside makes Naruto’s curl next, panting ragged breaths around Sasuke and mewling with a shimmy of his hips.
“Fuuuck , Sasuke, that feels r- really good , y’know…”
Sasuke hums approvingly. He’s let me do this once before… He might not remember too well how much he likes it, though…
Sasuke twists his tongue, and Naruto’s cries ratchet up higher. It was only one other time, both drunk, still exploring one another’s bodies in their post-mating honeymoon phase. Sasuke himself only remembers so much from that time, but he remembers eating Naruto out, and he remembers how good it felt for him, too. I’ll make sure Naruto never forgets how it feels again…
His impatience ruts hard and damp between Sasuke’s pecs. He reaches around and holds Naruto’s thighs in place, encouraging Naruto to continue with a moan into his tight channel and canines grazing his hole. Human tongue… is about three and half inches? I’m… four, at absolute maximum… Naruto’s twice my size, knot excluded… but his prostate is only two inches deep? It doesn’t seem like it should work, but… he might actually like my dick if he’s already this riled up with only my tongue…
“Sasuke, holy fucking shit …! Those goddamned fucking tits …”
Sasuke doesn’t correct Naruto about the fact that he doesn’t really have tits, just really nice pecs. He’s not even mad Naruto’s forgotten about sucking him off. The litany of praises are making Sasuke’s skin tingle head to toe well enough all on their own. He’s a dumb, easy-to-please alpha… but it takes equally little to get me going, too… I should let him face me…
Regrettably, Sasuke has to stop to heave a few deep breaths. Naruto’s musk has him lightheaded, mouth overflowing with spit, fangs fully elongated and aching to sink into Naruto’s flesh. He’s not the only one who needs to be good. I gotta be good, too. Gotta make this good for him. Gotta keep my mind as clear as possible… I should start prepping him-
“Sasu… need me to move?”
“Huh? No-“ Sasuke answers quickly. He only realizes his Sharingan is active when he blinks and Naruto’s ass comes into the clearest focus possible. Sasuke feels his pupils dilate. He’s wet and pink and alive beneath him, flushed and sweaty and slick with Sasuke’s spit. He’s got the tiniest little gape. And it’s better than even his dreams.
Sasuke can’t stop himself from touching. Naruto’s wet hole twitches beneath the pad of his thumb, and Naruto sucks a breath between his teeth. His cock throbs between Sasuke’s pecs. Need you to move? No, no…
“You’re perfect right here…”
Naruto trills and lets his head drop between Sasuke’s legs, rubbing his scent gland up and down Sasuke’s cock. He can’t help but growl, letting his thighs fall open wider and massaging circles against Naruto’s hole.
“You gonna be a good boy and take my fingers, alpha?”
A low purr shudders through Sasuke’s body from the very root as Naruto’s mouth wraps around his cock again.
“I’ll… be g… good…” Naruto promises between sloppy sucks and slobbery kisses on Sasuke’s shaft, working him to full hardness. “Fuck me, please, want you to fuck me-“
“Shit, yeah… I will, I promise…”
It’s rare for Sasuke to promise anything. The fact that he does is enough to have goosebumps breaking out across Naruto’s back, his knees nearly giving way. Sasuke snakes an arm around Naruto’s waist and reels the other back to suck his own fingers until they’re wet enough to slide in.
It’s an easy glide. Naruto takes the first finger beautifully to the second knuckle, then holds it there with his breath suspended in his chest. It’s easy enough to fix: “Breathe,” Sasuke orders, and Naruto’s sucking in his next inhale.
“You can… um, can, uh-uh… f-fuck, deeper …”
Possessive heat licks at Sasuke’s ribs.
“Oh yeah?” he teases, voice low. “I can go deeper, huh? And just how do you know that?”
Slowly, Sasuke twists his first finger just a bit deeper, pushing in as tenderly as possible. Naruto’s cock throbs against Sasuke’s swiftly beating heart.
“Don’t think I didn’t figure it out. You’ve been touching yourself thinking about this… hoping I’d say yes when you finally grew the balls to ask…”
Naruto tightens a fraction more with each word out of Sasuke’s mouth. So fucking easy for me…
“Isn’t that right, Na-ru-to?”
He gasps at the sudden fullness of Sasuke’s finger plunging in to the base. But just as Sasuke suspected, Naruto knows to breathe through it and try to relax. He doesn’t try to run away, and he certainly doesn’t beg Sasuke to stop. He can take one finger… it’s just a bit shorter than my cock… if he can take one more, then he can take my girth no problem…
“Answer me.”
“Yes !” he admits, panting as if he’s chased Sasuke for miles just to touch him like this. “Been ssso fucking slutty, fingerin’ myself open wishing it was you, and I- I can’t, s’so good, Sasuke, so fucking good …!”
“You’re not gonna cum already from just this, are you?” Sasuke asks with a wiggle of his finger inside.
“Oh, whoa-“
“You said you’d be good and wait for me, Na-ru-to~”
A violent flush is starting to spread from Naruto’s nape down his back. Sasuke wants to lick the color off him from back to front, lapping his arousal from his skin and stealing the heat from his prettily rouged cheeks.
“I’ll be good,” Naruto babbles. “I’ll be good, I can wait, I c-can w-w-wait…” Already stuttering… so cute…
“Easy, easy …”
Naruto moans as Sasuke thrusts his finger in and out. The motion makes Naruto go boneless, instantly soothed, and Sasuke can’t help but snicker a little at how familiar that is.
“Wow , that’s.. huuhhnnn …!”
“Yeah, I know,” Sasuke sympathizes. He remembers the first time Naruto did this to him. Knows full well just how intense it can be. “Feels insane, right?”
“Yeah, but- ah, ah … don’t s-stop…!”
“Not gonna stop,” Sasuke shushes. “Keep takin' it nice like this and I won’t stop.”
“Feels so good …” Naruto moans. “I can’t… can’t… think …”
“Pfft, when do you?” Sasuke taunts. Then, as he draws his second finger around Naruto’s hole and his volley back drops into an unintelligible moan: “It’s fine, dobe. I can think for the both of us.”
Naruto sighs in palpable relief. His muscles at last relax enough to accommodate a second finger. Sasuke starts to edge it in alongside his thrusting pointer, opening Naruto up by minuscule degrees at a time. Sasuke feels a line of drool leak down his thigh and pre-cum spread across his chest as Naruto gives these small, unintentional rolls of his hips and sucks at Sasuke's thighs.
“Gods, Sasuke , you smell so incredible right now…”
He groans as Naruto slurps him back into his mouth. Sasuke feels his own cock throb against the length of Naruto’s tongue, for a moment too overwhelmed to keep fingering him when Naruto raises the back and rubs Sasuke against his soft palate with a soft gulp. Gonna be the death of me, usuratonkachi…!
Sasuke is small but sensitive. The feeling of Naruto sucking him off like this would usually have Sasuke falling apart already. He’s lucky I’m so focused on him-
All it takes is Naruto pressing his ass back as he bobs his head to get Sasuke moving again, second finger working in to the second knuckle now. I wanna be inside him. Now.
Sasuke scissors his fingers and groans again at the resistance, the way Naruto clenches with a heavy vibration between Sasuke’s legs. He screws his eyes shut and furrows his brow, concentrating past his own pleasure to make sure Naruto’s is delivered properly.
“That’s it,” Sasuke blurts out thoughtlessly. “Keep my dick nice and wet… Gonna need every bit of it when I fuck you-“
Naruto cries out with a sudden vice around Sasuke’s fingers as he presses in just the right spot. Sasuke hisses, letting Naruto hold them for a moment before he starts to slowly ease them back, coaxing Naruto’s walls open. Found his prostate… I should… I should be able to reach it…
“Such a needy whore,” Sasuke teases, though his breathless tone gives away just how awestruck he is by everything Naruto right now. Against all odds, he’s gonna get exactly what he wants… What a lucky bastard he is… “I can’t wait to give it to you… Need it so bad, don’t you…”
Naruto nods on Sasuke’s cock with a desperate moan. He’s starting to relax again, taking even breaths through his nose like a seasoned pro while Sasuke scissors his fingers again. It’s getting easier and easier each time. Naruto’s resistance is waning and he’s so ready for it his spine is dipping, pushing back into Sasuke’s hand. He can probably take me with just this much, but I don’t want it to hurt… He really wants this, and he’s being so good… The reward should be just as good as he is…
“Please, Sas- fuck , uunnhhhh, pleeeaaase…”
As far as Sasuke’s concerned, nothing is as good as Naruto. But his behavior has been stellar so far, and he’s clearly wanted this for far longer than I ever would have guessed, and he’s doing so well, clearly he can handle it…
"Yeah, okay. I think you’re ready,” Sasuke decides. “Hold still while I take these out…”
Naruto sucks Sasuke’s cock to distract himself from the slow withdrawal. His hole is puffy now, twitching sensitively, waiting for him. Sasuke’s content to watch it react to him all the way to the end. But I wanna see his face.
“Good boy,” he praises, licking his lips at the way Naruto shivers and whines over that bare scrap. “Now turn around for me and lemme see that ugly mug of yours.”
Sasuke knows he’s into it because Naruto doesn’t even argue; he just turns, legs straddling Sasuke’s hips, all tall, tan, and handsome above him. Sasuke loves the light padding of fat forming over Naruto’s muscles, loves the freckles that dot his entire body in nonsensical constellations, loves the whisker marks on his blushing face and the deep blue of desire in his eyes. Sasuke loves that he’s so turned on he can’t even remember to play coy, can’t even remember that Sasuke’s supposed to be making him do this, that this is supposed to be discipline . He’s already too far gone for that, too wanton. Naruto wants this so bad. He’s waited so long, and for no good reason…
“C’mere…”
Naruto comes, eager and expectant. Sasuke pinches his chin between his fingers and angles it for a kiss, leans into Naruto’s momentum to make sure it lands. They meld wonderfully into a sweltering makeout, grinding wet and desperate against one another.
“Think you can handle riding me?” Sasuke challenges.
“Born ready,” Naruto affirms, stealing another kiss before he reaches back to align them. “Waited so long for this, you have no idea- like, I still can’t really believe-“
“Naruto.”
“Hm?”
“Stop talking, and just-“
Naruto gasps as Sasuke tilts him back onto his cock, what little of his length there is sheathing inside Naruto all in one go.
“- take it ,” Sasuke finishes with a snarl.
“Ohhh gawwwhhh-haawwwds…!”
Again, Sasuke is not big. And he’s scarcely rolling his hips right now. But Naruto’s acting as if every shift is punching the syllables out of him. Sasuke looks, disbelieving, and is equal parts shocked and delighted to find Naruto’s signature slack jaw and vacant, hooded eyes. He’s that close already…?
The ego trip is unreal only because he can tell this is all genuine. Naruto’s stamina is normally unrelenting. Sometimes it takes a good two hours of fucking to satisfy him. Yet here he is, coming undone so quickly when he said he would wait for me, making him go back on his own words with my omega cock, of all things-
Sasuke digs his fingers into Naruto’s hips and tosses his head back in a moan at the way Naruto’s walls hug him tight. It’s so different from a mouth, so much tighter, so much hotter .
“Touch yourself,” he demands on a whim. Naruto blinks, disoriented, moaning as Sasuke rocks his hips.
“W-Wha-?”
“Touch yourself ,” he repeats. “Wanna watch you.”
“B-But I’ll- I’ll - c- cuuummm …!”
Sasuke’s lips curl wickedly. That part you did to yourself, numbnuts.
“Maybe you shouldn’t have offered to wait then. ‘Cause now I’m holdin’ you to it. And I’m having a slow start this morning…”
Naruto whines, but to Sasuke’s carnal delight, he obeys. One hand goes to his nipple, brushing it feather-light. The other hand is on his cock in an instant, stroking his whole length slow and hard, making his eyes roll back and mouth drop open. Naruto’s cock curves beautifully back toward his stomach, leaking a steady stream of pre-cum over his fist that ultimately drips onto Sasuke where they’re joined. Sasuke can’t resist the possessive snarl that bubbles up from somewhere deep in his core as he fucks Naruto’s fluids back into him.
“Ah… ahhh …. S…. Sasuke …!”
Sasuke aims with purpose this time. His eyes blow open wide at the way Naruto tenses, an unbearably needy noise ripping out of him as if by force- all because Sasuke’s sensitive little cockhead is grinding against Naruto’s prostate. Sasuke feels down Naruto’s thighs; he loves the way the muscle ripples beneath his palms, loves watching Naruto’s core work as he rolls into each and every one of Sasuke’s strokes. But he especially loves the low chuffing noises of a pleased alpha, loves how Naruto’s voice keeps diving down to growl and snarl, loves the way his own name morphs into a bass hiss on Naruto’s tongue.
“I never promised to take it easy on you,” Sasuke reminds him. “Keep going. Show omega how bad you need it.”
Naruto wails at the next direct thrust to his prostate. And the next. And the next. Sasuke’s sure he’s not even thinking about the fact that he’s jerking off by Sasuke’s command anymore; Naruto’s movements are growing frantic, instinctual, and completely unreserved. His cock throbs red in his hand, shiny with need.
“Sasuke, fucking gods that’s so good, s’perfect, don’t stop, don’t stop, please-!”
“And what if I do? What’ll you do, cry about it?”
Sasuke buries himself as far as he can, their pubic hair scratching audibly against one another beneath Naruto’s yowling, but it’s still not enough. Sasuke wants to pull him inside-out and mark every inch of him, feels right now as if he won’t be satisfied until he figures out how.
“Don’t you understand? You opened this door. You gave yourself to me. You’re mine .”
Naruto sobs. He’s close, he’s so close, he’s gonna cum on my cock-
“I can do what I want with you. And we’re done when I say we’re done. Understand?”
Naruto nods desperately. He’d agree to anything Sasuke could think of right now. He’d give up everything for an orgasm. The very orgasm I won’t let him have.
It’s power unlike any Sasuke has known before. To hold Naruto’s heart in his hands is terrifying. To dangle pleasure just out of his reach makes Sasuke feel electric. And Naruto’s willing vulnerability is a marvel Sasuke never tires of, no matter how many times they play these roles with one another. He is beyond unguarded; he is lost to the world. Naruto is deep in subspace and taking Sasuke like he’s born for it, because he feels safe and loved. For Sasuke to be the one who makes him feel that way…
“Get on your knees.”
Naruto hesitates, unsure what Sasuke means- he’s already on his knees- but then Sasuke’s slipping out from under him and Naruto gets the hint, scrambling into the ready position. All fours, head down, ass up. Naruto, presenting his wet, gaping alpha ass. Submitting it all to Sasuke, leaving it to the mercy of his mouth and hands and his small but mighty member. Sasuke watches himself pulse at the thought of filling his mate. Claiming him in a way few would allow and even fewer would enjoy. So inventive, he even finds a use for this thing beyond decoration and driving me crazy… although this is certainly driving me a new kind of insane…
“I’ll give it to you,” Sasuke promises again, hot in the face and light in the head. “It’s the least I owe you in return, na?”
He doesn’t give Naruto a chance to answer. Sasuke slides back in with a squelch that makes them both shudder. He thrusts just once, and Naruto’s spine bows, head falls back, chest heaves in a sob-
“Gods, yes, Sasuke …!”
Yep, this angle’s just as good on the giver’s end…
They moan together. Sasuke pulses again at the way Naruto says his name, the plushness of his ass on Sasuke’s thighs, the way his walls cling to Sasuke’s cock. My alpha… Presenting for me… Who ever would have guessed… Sasuke reaches and cups Naruto’s cheek in his palm.
“Naruto…” he whispers, each syllable deliberate. Naruto’s eyes flicker blood red over his shoulder. “Take it …”
Naruto keens into an embrace from behind, clinging to the sheets as Sasuke drives in deep, hard, fast, over and over and over-
“Pleasepleaseplease….!” Naruto gasps. “Please, Sasuke, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, please …!”
Sasuke can feel it. Naruto squeezes him again and he can feel the curve of Naruto’s prostate against his tip. His thoughts and vision go blank with a snarl, his hands guiding Naruto’s hips to saw back and forth along his length, fucking into him with nothing but instinct to guide him. Naruto reaches back and digs his claws into Sasuke’s nape just shy of his mating mark, the site of that old bond long-since severed, the spot where every nerve in Sasuke’s body seems to end, where for so many years he carried the burden of that unnatural chakra. All of which Naruto has burned away and replaced with his brand alone. Sasuke’s nerves sing now for Naruto and Naruto alone.
He wrenches Naruto’s head back by the hair and poises his jaw for the kill. Playfully, as they often do when a spar leads to sex, Sasuke growls: “Any last words before I end you?”
Sasuke rejoices at the fact that Naruto is speechless for a moment, eyes rolling back at an intentional, spurring jab of Sasuke’s hips.
"Right there! Don’t stop, Sasu-!”
He doesn’t. He fucks Naruto slower but just as hard in that same spot. Naruto rakes his nails across his nape in thanks.
“Fucking gods, Sasuke! Right there-!”
Sasuke strikes true every time. Naruto rewards him with contractions strong enough to make his ears ring. The way Naruto’s tight muscles suck him in is unparalleled; Sasuke’s eyelids flutter as he struggles to keep them open, an urgent need to keep this moment alive a little longer the only thing keeping him from finishing too soon. Naruto throws his head back again, exposing his mating mark with a high whine.
“Rightthererightthererightheeere…!”
Sasuke’s Sharingan whirls at the sight of Naruto grinding back on his cock like his life depends on it, hitting that same spot hard over and over again. He lets Naruto take the reins and spends his time cataloguing the exact shade of Naruto’s flush as it colors his entire body, follows the curls of every damp bronze hair sticking to his head, observes the muscles in his back rippling like waves beneath his skin. Naruto’s cock drags audibly across the sheets.
“Hold it a little longer,” Sasuke says by way of warning before he wraps his arm around Naruto’s waist and grasps his heavy cock.
He’s gonna knot my fist.
Naruto doesn’t often knot outside of ruts. Something about the Kyuubi being stingy. But Sasuke can feel just from stroking him once that his knot’s about to pop. His base is swollen and hard; Naruto yowls like he’s the one in heat for once when Sasuke rubs it as if he’s shining a fresh apple. Well, I’m definitely doing something right if he’s already-
“So close- I can’t, I can’t, ‘m close- oh fuck, oh gods, I can’t wait, I’m gonna - hhnngghhh, fuuuck…!”
“Do it,” Sasuke taunts. “Cum on your omega’s cock. Show me how much you need it.”
It’s over from the first squeeze of Sasuke’s fist around Naruto’s knot. Naruto frees a hand to jack his shaft while Sasuke’s fist milks his knot for him. Sasuke is rewarded with Naruto releasing a huge stream of cum and his ass clenching hard enough on Sasuke to make him see stars. Naruto floods warm over his hand, down his wrist, onto their bed-
“ Sasukeee …!”
It’s the broken keen of his name from Naruto’s lips that finally sparks Sasuke’s climax.
“Na- aaagghhh …!”
He can’t even call Naruto’s name back, throat collapsing as his hips rock up and his head lolls back. His vision blurs as the cascading euphoria washes through his whole body, hot from the inside out, his fingers digging hard into the meat of Naruto’s thigh as if to tether himself. Sasuke rides it out with a moan, eyes rolling as Naruto clamps down harder than ever, whimpering and clawing at the bed.
“Uugghh, gods, so gooooood…!” he cries.
Sasuke loses Naruto’s litany of praises to a persistent roar of blood in his ears, and next thing he knows his teeth are buried in Naruto’s neck. Sasuke’s so high he can’t even taste the blood, only feel its warmth trickling down his throat as he swallows, sucking a dark hickey to that spot. Naruto vices, making Sasuke plateau a moment at his peak, his pleasure sustained longer than he’s used to as his walls then milk Sasuke to the rapid beat of his pulse.
“Fuck, that’s… nnnghhh, shit…!” Naruto gasps.
Naruto gives the same violent shiver he always does when he’s finally emptied his body, groaning with another tight squeeze around Sasuke before he finally goes lax beneath him. Sasuke finally gets a moment to breathe, blinking repeatedly as if it’ll make him come down or around any faster. His mouth stays agape even after he finally manages to unlatch it from Naruto, doubled-over and drooling. He feels spent already, hot and sweaty and sticky. Reality leaks like sludge through the mismatched corners of his mind. At a loss, Sasuke just stares at the cum pooled on their mattress.
“Gods, what a disaster…”
Not only has Naruto blown his knot all over- something Sasuke otherwise only lets him do during ruts- but it seems from their dripping thighs that Sasuke’s also had a messy orgasm. It’d be hypocritical of me to get mad at him…
“Mm-hm…” Sasuke agrees absently.
He winces as he pulls out his softening, oversensitive cock. Both their legs quake. Naruto huffs a laugh over it, but Sasuke doesn’t feel particularly funny. There’s an exhaustion like post-heatfucking settling in every one of Sasuke’s limbs. But I have to take responsibility, get up and do the aftercare, c’mon-
“Don’t bother,” Naruto mumbles, as if he’s heard the thought. He’s already making a familiar set of lazy hand signs. A clone bursts forth into existence beside the bed, fully dressed and looking quizzically at them for only a moment before gaining a shit-eating grin. Sasuke snorts as he sinks back onto the mattress and turns his back to it, though he does watch the clone stagger off over his shoulder.
"Gods, what the hell …” the real Naruto groans, stretching out beside him.
"Never used those muscles before, huh?” Sasuke teases when Naruto tries to adjust and winces instead.
“Haahh … wow…” He huffs another laugh, glassy-eyed. “Yeah, guess not…”
Naruto’s hand is warm and slick when Sasuke takes it in his own. Naruto blinks confusedly at him, but when Sasuke squeezes, he squeezes back.
“Heh. Sorry, I’m still… kinda…” Naruto starts, shaking his head when he can’t find the rest of the words. Fucked him stupider than ever, Sasuke thinks with a growing smirk on his face. Fucked him speechless. Fucked him…
“Don’t worry about it,” Sasuke assures. “S’normal to feel braindead after.”
“Okay… that’s good…” he nods. Sasuke runs his thumb along Naruto’s knuckles, hiking the same little mountains he does every night. Naruto gives another breathy laugh. “Man, I get why you don’t like being rushed after now…”
Sasuke can’t help but bark a laugh at that, sitting up as Naruto’s clone returns with damp, hot towels. They each take one and proceed to reach for the other before they even think about washing themselves.
Gods, I love you…
Naruto’s eyes reflect the sentiment back at him, tears starting to form in the corners.
“Thank you. This was… incredible …” he whispers, exhaling deeply as Sasuke wraps him in the towel.
“Any time,” he says in reply, capturing Naruto in a kiss and embrace at the same time.
“You mean it?” he breathes when they part, eyes alight. How could I possibly say no to that?
“Yeah,” Sasuke answers. “I could definitely do this again…” And again, and again, and again…
Naruto nuzzles against him, rough alpha purr in his chest.
“Can’t wait.”