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Naruto knew Sasuke liked routine. Familiarity. Predicability. Control. Perhaps this is why Sasuke seemed to enjoy their sex life so much. It followed the same structure: Sasuke needing to scratch that itch, initiating by a simple heated glance or a heavy kiss, and thoroughly fucking until they were both satiated. It’d been like this for months now. They’d gotten together some years after the war, shortly after Sasuke made the decision to stay where he was truly familiar. After the hurdle of firsts, their intimacy quickly fell into a practiced act.
Don’t get him wrong, Naruto was pleased. If he had sex with Sasuke exactly like how they do for the rest of his life, he’d die one happy man. However, over those few months, he’d noticed some things. The faint, rosy blush that’d spread down Sasuke’s neck when he manhandled him a little too hard. The quiet, held back whimper when something felt a little too good. The way Sasuke's body would grow limp and pliant for a mere moment as he sank into pleasure before he yanked himself back out of it immediately, looking betrayed like he was fighting with himself and losing.
And Naruto didn’t like that. He’d watched Sasuke torture himself time and time again, fighting himself with his emotions and actions, refusing to give in no matter what his heart was telling him, logic and bravado always coming first.
Being around Naruto was the one place he shouldn’t have to do that, especially in their sex life. Naruto wished, craved, to watch Sasuke fall apart beneath him. To trust him wholly. To trust himself.
He knew he couldn’t just ask Sasuke outright, tell him to give in and to trust him. He’d have to coax it out of him. He knew it’d be a hard fight to wrangle Sasuke into a state where he’d have no choice than to cave in, but Naruto was Naruto. He never backed down from a challenge, especially with Sasuke.
So he had a plan. Not exactly detailed minute by minute, but a vague idea of what he wanted and needed to do to get Sasuke to give in. To give himself over.
As Naruto returned home from a short mission, no more than the length of the weekend, he repeated to himself his plan. He also tried to ignore the imaginary images of Sasuke writhing and moaning beneath him he'd thought of while away as he fumbled with the key.
As soon as he stepped inside he was met with a heavy force nearly pushing him back and a kiss that wasted no time before coaxing his mouth open. He'd laugh if his mouth wasn't already occupied. It always took him by surprise, the way Sasuke proved bold in his desires, and he wasn’t sure if he’d ever get used to it. Sasuke hardly gave him enough time to strip off his shoes and lock the door before latching back onto him.
Naruto had been plotting ways to get Sasuke to let go during the downtime of his short mission, and the biggest factor he believed would aid in this battle was patience. Taking Sasuke apart bit by bit, unraveling him until he was pliant and dazed. In practice of that patience, Naruto met Sasuke’s fervent kisses with slow, languid ones of his own. Partially in a way of calming them both down; everything went fine, Naruto was home.
Mostly, though, it was an attempt to set the pace.
And Sasuke was not having it, if the sharp sting of nails biting into Naruto's side was anything to go by.
“You’re impatient today,” Naruto teased, pulling back with an almost amused smirk. He dipped his fingers beneath the hem of Sasuke’s shirt, drawing circles against the warm skin there. Although he did want to set a slower pace, he didn’t mind the neediness that came with Sasuke’s hurry. He could work with that.
“You’re too slow,” Sasuke retorted and tugged at the hem of Naruto’s own shirt with silent demand. Naruto complied, pulling the shirt over his head and tossing it aside. He wanted to let things fall into place like they always do, letting Sasuke take the reins as usual. He wanted to give him a false sense of control.
Craving more of his skin, Naruto moved to strip Sasuke of his own shirt. Sasuke thankfully let him without putting up much of a fight. He usually protested that he could do it himself, but it was faster if he’d let Naruto do it for him.
Naruto pulled Sasuke forward, pressing their skin together. He took a slow breath, feeling the rise and fall of their chests together. Sasuke smelled slightly of soap and something earthy that he’d learned just came with Sasuke himself. Naruto trailed his fingertips over the ridges of Sasuke’s ribs, down to the delicate, subtle curve of his waist. Meanwhile, Naruto ducked in to tease the tender skin of Sasuke's neck, earning a content sigh in response.
As he expected, Sasuke’s hand tangled itself in the short hair on the back of Naruto’s head, tugging deliciously in a way that filled his head with static. It was a way Sasuke communicated sometimes: tugging a bit harder when Naruto’s teeth grazed a particularly sensitive spot, loosening when he was beginning to lose patience. He wasn’t sure if Sasuke was even aware of it.
Once Sasuke’s chest began to rise and fall more rapidly against his own, pulse humming beneath his skin, Naruto returned to Sasuke’s lips, capturing them with eagerness as he gently guided them away from the entryway. Having spent years in this apartment, despite spending the majority of his time outside of it, Naruto was able to navigate it with ease. Even while distracted as Sasuke’s tongue glided against his.
Naruto continued to let Sasuke lead the kiss as he guided them along. Once they crossed the threshold of the bedroom, Sasuke broke the kiss to remove his pants. Naruto frowned, usually the one to undress Sasuke and had planned to strip him nice and slowly, but clearly Sasuke hadn’t read his mind on that front. In response to Sasuke’s unnecessarily hurried undressing, and the opportunity to do it himself taken from him, he indulged himself in looking over the beautiful pale expanse of skin before him. His neck and chest were dusted with a gentle, rosy color. His body firmly toned, his slender frame strong and unyielding. He was already rather hard, too, flushed a pretty pink at the tip.
Sasuke was looking back at Naruto with irritated, mismatched eyes as he looked over him. Cute.
Naruto, not wanting to test Sasuke’s patience too much (yet), hurried to strip himself until they were both fully undressed. Naruto moved to kiss the annoyed look off of Sasuke’s face but Sasuke pushed him back by a hand on his chest first, guiding them both to their usual position. Naruto’s back was pressed against the wall at the head of the bed with Sasuke’s thighs straddling over his lap. Naruto loved this position, it allowed him to pull Sasuke close by groping his ass and rutting up against him. The closeness made his heart warm and secure. Sasuke was there, in front of him, albeit on top of him. But he was home.
Sasuke clearly loved this position for the power and advantage it gave him. He rocked his hips, letting Naruto’s length glide against his ass teasingly in a way that made Naruto groan deep in his throat. Sasuke buried his face into the crook of Naruto’s neck, forehead pressed against his shoulder as his arm held onto the other for balance as he moved. Naruto couldn’t see his face well, or rather at all like this, and his already quiet sounds of pleasure were muffled against his chest. Adjusting, Sasuke moved so he could grind their cocks together, earning a shuddered sigh from both of them.
Naruto gave himself permission to bask into the feeling for a moment as Sasuke moved against him. The friction of their cocks rubbing together was nice, but not enough to be truly pleasurable. He had been gone on a mission for some days, enough for that he’d consider himself a little pent up. And although he needed to keep his own patience in check today, he was only a man. Naruto reached between them and took both of their lengths in his hand as much as he could, allowing for more friction in the tighter hold. Sasuke let out a breathy sound— not quite a moan, but almost— against Naruto’s neck. The grip was tight, but loose enough for Sasuke to move and grind into it. Naruto moaned low in his throat as Sasuke did just that, creating a well paced rhythm.
The one thing Naruto didn’t like about this position, though, was how Sasuke could easily hide himself in it. If he wanted to make Sasuke fall apart today, he’d be damned if he didn't watch it happen. With Sasuke thoroughly occupied, Naruto snaked his hand up Sasuke’s side, barely grazing his fingertips against the heated skin until he reached the nape of his neck. He combed his fingers through raven hair, still slightly damp at the roots, and gently tilted Sasuke’s head far enough for Naruto to look down and see him. His eyes were knit closed with a single crease between his brows, apples of his cheeks flushed, and his red, bitten lips agape as he panted against Naruto’s chest. Sasuke was ethereal in moments like this, lost in the moment when he thinks no one is watching. He could sit and watch him like this forever, almost wishing he could turn it into something tactile to bring along with him on long missions.
Reluctantly, Naruto unweaved his fingers from his hair and instead found where Sasuke’s hand balanced himself against his shoulder. In one swift movement, Naruto twisted that arm behind Sasuke’s back. Sasuke gasped, startled, as he was suddenly thrown off balance and unable to support himself. His hair was askew and, for a moment, looked at Naruto with wide, surprised eyes before his brain caught up. He fought against the hold as the flush on his cheeks darkened as he was fully exposed.
“What are you doing?” Sasuke asked, less bite in his tone than Naruto had expected, but that was likely due to the steady hand still stroking their cocks together.
“I wanted to see you,” Naruto said, punctuated with a buck of his hips, causing Sasuke to jolt with a breathy ‘ah’ and to break his eyes away. Sasuke bowed his head, almost as if he was trying to tuck his face away again, but Naruto captured his lips before he could hide away completely. Sasuke resisted, arm flexed against Naruto's firm hold, but after a moment he sighed into the kiss, shoulders dropping some of their tension.
Using the moment of relaxation to his advantage, Naruto adjusted his grasp to Sasuke’s cock alone, tugging on him fast but with hardly any grip. A pleased-then-frustrated sound tumbled past Sasuke’s lips and his trapped hand flexed against the hold again. Naruto chuckled as he squeezed around Sasuke’s wrist, and Naruto did not miss the way Sasuke’s throat bobbed at the pressure.
Sasuke could break free of his hold easily if he truly wanted.
Naruto withdrew his other hand from between them to quickly spit into his palm, something Sasuke immediately gawked at and opened his mouth to protest against, but before he could Naruto’s hand was already back on his cock stroking him with a tighter hold. Sasuke choked out a moan at the smoother glide. He chewed his bottom lip as he tried to keep his voice down.
Naruto pulled Sasuke back slightly, forcing him to arch his back and jut his chest forward. He planted soft butterfly kisses across Sasuke’s collarbone to his sternum. The kisses turned heavier, hotter, as they went on until he closed his lips around one perky pink bud, teasing it with his tongue. A soft whisper of a whine escaped the man above him, but it wasn’t enough of a reaction Naruto wanted. He knew Sasuke’s chest was sensitive. He made his way across his chest and mirrored his actions to the untouched bud, but instead of teasing like he had the other, he sucked and bit hard enough for him to jolt. Sasuke choked out a moan and twitched, trying to move away from the cold breath Naruto blew over the wet skin, but Naruto kept him firmly locked in place. Sasuke glared down at him with irritation painting his features. Naruto met his gaze with a mischievous one of his own and darted his tongue back out, licking over the chilled skin and soothing it with warmth again. Sasuke shivered and quickly looked away.
Naruto would do this for ages if Sasuke would let him, relishing in the twitches and shivers it drew from him. He stroked Sasuke a few more times, circling his palm around the tip and squeezing on the way down to the base, for as long as the makeshift lube allowed him. Once the friction became a bit too dry, Sasuke hissing in discomfort, Naruto released him.
He guided Sasuke to the bed, twisting his torso over his own until his back met the mattress, and let go of his hold on his arm.
Naruto expected Sasuke to retaliate from restraining him like he had, but he hadn’t expected it to happen so fast. Naruto had turned to the opposite side to retrieve the lube from the bedside table, but was stopped halfway by a firm hand on his hip pulling him back and pinning him to the bed.
Naruto half-moaned half-groaned as velvety heat engulfed him, Sasuke taking far too much of him into his mouth as he should be able to do this quickly. Usually he had to work up to it. Naruto fought against the hand that pinned his hips down, trying to chase that blissful wet warmth when Sasuke drew back, tongue dragging along the underside of his cock from base to tip, teasing him. His pulse pounded in his ears, the onslaught of pleasure taking him by surprise at its intensity. Fuck, he was sensitive. Naruto’s hand found itself in raven locks again, petting the crown of Sasuke’s head as he closed his mouth around him again. Naruto’s grip tightened in his hair, tempted to pull his head back and tell Sasuke to slow down, but also wanting to push him down further to take more of him. To give in. Sasuke was far too good at this, sucking Naruto's brain right out through his dick. He had to take over otherwise he’d succumb to this just like every other time.
Naruto released Sasuke’s hair and placed his hand on top of where Sasuke pinned his hips down. He intertwined their fingers and pulled Sasuke’s hand away. Naruto was met with a glare in response, Sasuke’s hand flexing in his hold. Testing the waters, Naruto kept Sasuke’s hand pinned to the bed and rocked his hips up into Sasuke’s mouth. Sasuke inhaled sharply through his nose, backing away from the intrusion for a moment and sitting up as much as his pinned hand would allow. With their position, Sasuke was forced to rely on his own core strength to keep himself upright and steady. Naruto rocked his hips again, met with nothing but chilled air as Sasuke hovered over him.
“You can do it,” Naruto encouraged, teetering on the edge of egging on. “Or is this too hard?”
Naruto knew Sasuke refused to back down, but this is enough to put him in a particularly vulnerable position. Naruto wasn’t fully sure if he’d follow through.
Sasuke considered for a moment, long enough for determination to spread across his features, and took Naruto back into his mouth. Naruto groaned as Sasuke’s mouth was tighter and worked him harder. He swore to himself he would start off slower, to take his time, but his hips betrayed him and bucked up to chase the feeling. Sasuke gagged slightly, unable to easily pull himself off, but it didn’t seem to deter him. He pulled back to catch his breath, long enough for Naruto to catch the glistening water in his eyes, before dragging his tongue around the head of his cock and across the slit. Naruto threw his head back with a moan, the sinful expression of the man beneath him threatening to take his control again.
He was truly whipped.
And screwed if he couldn’t get his act together.
He’d contemplated ways he’d be able to regain the control he needed to take Sasuke apart, specifically for events such as this. One of the few things he’d noticed with his time with Sasuke was his aversion to compliments and praise in his day-to-day life. However, the few times Naruto had mindlessly slipped out a praise during sex, Sasuke would freeze and blush. Hard.
Naruto covered his growing, giddy grin with his arm and thrust his hips up a few more times into Sasuke’s mouth. He went a little bit further each time as he chased the heat that burned through him. Sasuke easily took him in, but as Naruto quickened the pace, it was more difficult for him to keep up. On a particularly harsh thrust, Sasuke gagged again, harder this time. He coughed as he pulled himself back. Sasuke looked about ready to scold Naruto for the harsh treatment but Naruto beat him.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Naruto praised in a low tone as he caught his breath. He peeked down beneath his arm to see if the small praise pulled the reaction he had hoped for.
And it had. Sasuke looked up at him with a soft look of gratification, like he’d done something right. Then his face blossomed a bright red as realization dawned on him and he took Naruto back into his mouth much rougher than before. A moan punched its way out from Naruto’s chest, hot sparks shooting through him multiplied tenfold from before. Sasuke was so hot when he was mad.
He was getting close. Too close.
Naruto stopped him urgently, needing to hold onto some resemblance of control over himself. He released his hand and scooted himself back and away from Sasuke’s still hovering mouth. His lips were swollen from the stretch, eyes still glistening as he blinked away the remaining tears.
“Close already?” Sasuke retorted, overly cocky in his disheveled state. Sasuke sat himself up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, followed by the swipe of his thumb for the opposite side, which he then licked clean.
He has no right being so fucking hot.
Ignoring the remark and the molten heat that surged through his veins, Naruto returned to his original task of fetching the lube. With as close as he’d gotten with Sasuke’s mouth on him, he hadn’t gotten anywhere close to his original goal. He had to slow things down in order to pick Sasuke apart the way he wanted.
“Look who’s impatient now,” Sasuke teased, spreading his legs and getting ready for Naruto to prepare him like usual.
Naruto made his way down the bed and between Sasuke’s thighs. And then lowered until he was face to face with Sasuke’s cock, much to Sasuke’s bewilderment. He ghosted his breath over Sasuke’s neglected arousal, angry and hard just inches from Naruto’s lips. Sasuke’s eyes scrunched shut the second Naruto took him in his hand and licked a thick, slow stripe up the underside of his cock.
“F-fuck,” Sasuke groaned and Naruto tried to stifle his pleased grin. He enjoyed making Sasuke cuss in bed. Without much warning, Naruto tasted the slight saltiness that’d gathered on the tip before enclosing the head into his mouth. He moved slowly, using one hand to keep Sasuke’s hips from bucking up into his mouth. Sasuke writhed under the unhurried touches as Naruto took his time sucking him. He circled his tongue around the tip and lapped beneath the sensitive glands, hollowing his cheeks as he swallowed more of his length. It didn’t take long before tiny muscles involuntarily twitched in Sasuke’s thighs and his quickened breath punctuated with small curses; telltale signs he was growing close.
He must be a little pent up too. Good. It was time to up the ante.
Keeping Sasuke thoroughly distracted, sucking and teasing him with as much borrowed focus as he could manage, he let go of his cock to search for with the lube he’d snagged. It was tricky with one hand, but with minimal spillage (okay, maybe a lot of spillage but he’ll clean that up later) he managed to coat his fingers liberally and recap the bottle.
Naruto used his shoulders to slightly push Sasuke’s legs up as he worked him, creating enough space for Naruto to snake his hand between them. Sasuke’s breath caught on a moan as a lube slicked finger grazed over his hole. He shivered and goosebumps littered the skin of his thighs, but Naruto knew the lube wasn’t that cold.
Sasuke tossed his head to the side, knuckles coming up to press against his lips and muffle his sounds. The salty taste on Naruto’s tongue grew as precome weeped from Sasuke’s cock, twitching as Naruto pressed against the tight ring of muscle. Naruto continued to toy with Sasuke’s hole, gliding over it and gently pressing against it, but never using enough pressure to push past the ring. Sasuke’s muffled sounds began to grow needier the more Naruto teased, and Sasuke began to cant his hips, seemingly undecided if he wanted to chase the wet heat of Naruto’s mouth and tongue, or grind back against his fingers. Naruto released Sasuke from his mouth, swollen cock now glistening with a mix of spit and precome. Sasuke hissed as the cold air washed over him. He didn’t back away yet, though. He still wanted to toy and tease him, but having a cock in his mouth would make fingering Sasuke a lot harder, if he wanted to make it good. He replaced it with kitten licks instead; no rhyme or rhythm, just as he felt like it. Nothing exactly pleasureable, but each one earned him a hitched breath and a twitch in response.
Naruto circled around Sasuke’s hole, varying the pressure to where it almost felt like Naruto would press in, but he’d back away. Watching Sasuke squirm and grow needier beneath him was a sight to behold; entire body flushed, the faintest sheen of sweat gathering across his forehead and the center of his chest, the white of his knuckles as he tried so desperately to keep his sounds trapped in. Naruto wondered how long Sasuke could endure this for.
Not very long, it turned out.
“Naruto,” Sasuke warned, tone fueled with impatience.
“What?” Naruto replied, feigning innocence when he knows damn well what he’s doing. He dipped the tip of his middle finger past his entrance and Sasuke took a sharp breath and braced himself. But he didn’t push any farther, instead pulling back out and circling the ring again. And again.
“Come on,” Sasuke groaned, finally removing his fist from being pressed against his lips to grip onto where Naruto’s arm had him still pinned down by the hips. Sasuke’s nails bit into his flesh when he dipped his finger into his entrance again, just to withdraw a moment later. Fierce, vexed eyes drilled into him.
Naruto could get drunk on this power, having Sasuke wrapped around his finger both metaphorically and literally. The pictures his brain had painted while away on his journey were no match to Sasuke actually writhing beneath him, and he’d hardly started.
“What do you want, Sas?” Naruto asked, using the pet name he’d coined some time ago just to push Sasuke’s patience further. “You can tell me.”
Sasuke groaned again, higher pitched than before where some would consider it a whine. Naruto didn’t move.
“You idiot, touch me,” Sasuke snapped, pushing his hips back against the finger Naruto still wouldn’t push inside.
“I am, dumbass,” Naruto proved it by dipping his tongue into the slit of his cock.
“Nngh,” Sasuke whimpered. He took a steading breath as he collected himself. Desperation was evident in his tone. “You know what I mean!”
Naruto pressed the tip of his middle finger against Sasuke’s entrance and slowly, oh so slowly, pressed in. “You mean like this?”
Sasuke let out a strewn out moan, tension leaving his body rapidly as he was given what he’d been on edge for. Sasuke nodded, fist pressed against his mouth to hold his sounds in again. His frame shook ever so slightly as Naruto withdrew his finger again before pushing it in further, the same pace as before. The rhythm of Sasuke’s breaths came far too quickly for the slow torment Naruto was inflicting. He tried to keep his giddiness underwrap as Sasuke let himself rock back, fucking himself back onto his hand. He was getting needy.
And Naruto really needed him to be louder.
Naruto withdrew his finger, much to Sasuke’s discontent, and sat up. Naruto took a hold of Sasuke’s wrist and pulled his hand from his face, pinning it at his side instead, and thrust two fingers into him. He cried out as Naruto brushed his prostate, just barely, just enough to give him a taste. He set a steady pace, not letting Sasuke have a moment to recollect himself as he stretched him out and carefully avoided that delicate spot.
Unable to cover himself, Sasuke’s head was tossed back, curses and moans being pulled from him on nearly every thrust. His hand flexed beneath Naruto’s, clenching at the bedspread. Sasuke’s back arched, pushing into the touch, and his cock laid heavy and leaking against his stomach.
Naruto continued his unrelenting pace, steadily fucking him with two fingers but not yet using three to properly prepare him, and watched greedily as Sasuke’s frustrated whines grew louder. He cursed each time Naruto barely grazed that sweet spot inside him. Sasuke’s thighs eventually began to shake.
“Naruto,” Sasuke urged, but his tone lacked any bite. In its place was desperation. Need. “Please.”
Naruto fought with himself to keep going, to keep pushing Sasuke to the edge of his limits of teasing, but he had more than just this he wanted to do.
A cry ripped its way through Sasuke’s chest as Naruto rubbed right against his prostate, and repeated it on the next thrust. And the next. It took Sasuke by surprise, the shaking in his thighs growing violent and cock twitching from the unrelenting touch.
“Fuck, hold on. I’m gonna come,” Sasuke warned, curses tumbling off his tongue with every breath as Naruto drew him closer. Naruto didn’t stop, instead quickening his pace just enough to make it harder for Sasuke to catch his breath. “Naruto, I’m-”
“Come, then,” Naruto interjected. Sasuke looked down at Naruto for a split second, something akin to worry and anticipation laced on his features before his head fell back with a choked out sob as he came, making a mess of his stomach and twitching around Naruto’s fingers as he worked through it. Naruto slowed to a stop and allowed Sasuke to catch his breath. Sasuke shot him a confused glance when he didn’t let go of his hand pinned at his sides, though.
“We’re not done,” Naruto said, looking down to his now forgotten arousal. Withdrawing his fingers from Sasuke, he used the remaining lube to coat himself. He pumped himself a few times, sighing as tension wound itself out of him from having neglected it for so long.
Sasuke tried to push himself up, but couldn’t get too far with his hand pinned. “Lay down,” he ordered, “I’ll ride you.”
Any other day he’d say yes. Sasuke bouncing on him, using Naruto’s body as he pleased, was a nirvana of his own. But not today.
“No.” Naruto released Sasuke’s arm, much to the latter's confusion, and reached behind him to find the lube he’d tossed somewhere on the sheets. “Turn over,” he instructed.
Sasuke liked this position, Naruto knew well, as it did allow him to hide and muffle his sounds. He wanted to indulge him a little, let him bring his guard down with the familiar territory.
Sasuke pushed himself up with his arm and turned himself over, presenting himself with no issue. His hole was glistening and pink, almost stretched enough. Naruto uncapped the lube and recoated his fingers, slathering some across Sasuke’s entrance just to make it shine. Recapping the bottle and tossing it aside, Naruto wasted no time thrusting two fingers back into Sasuke. The man below him rasped out a low, relieved sound into the covers as Naruto found a rhythm. This time he didn’t neglect his prostate as much, instead choosing to hit it inconsistently on purpose, making it unpredictable and causing Sasuke to jolt every time. He worked a third finger in steadily, stretching Sasuke until he was ready to take him. By then, Sasuke’s cock had worked itself most of the way back up.
Naruto withdrew his fingers a final time, his own patience starting to waver thin having watched Sasuke’s hole stretch and twitch around his fingers repeatedly. He lubed himself up with the excess and rocked forward on his knees. Naruto let out a deep moan as his cock slided over the slicked skin of Sasuke’s entrance. Sasuke whimpered, a rare sound from him, as the head caught on his rim.
Naruto pushed himself inside steadily until his hips were flush against Sasuke’s ass. No matter how many times they do this, how much he prepares, Sasuke is just as tight and hot and perfect as he was the first time. Naruto shuddered as warmth enveloped him, coating him from the inside out. He rested his forehead against Sasuke’s back as he waited for him to adjust.
“You can move,” Sasuke said after a minute, head turned just enough to not muffle his words. Naruto took the go ahead, using Sasuke’s hips as leverage to pull himself out and slowly glide back in. By the sound of Sasuke’s little gasps with each thrust, he was still sensitive from his earlier orgasm. Naruto kept the leisurely pace until the tension in Sasuke’s shoulders seemed to ease and his gasps turned into quiet, muffled moans.
Naruto gradually picked up the pace until he reached a more urgent rhythm, neediness creeping into his bones as desperately craved his own release. With the way Sasuke began to writhe and squirm beneath him, his thighs trembling again and a small puddle of precome staining the sheets beneath him, Naruto knew he was getting close again.
“Don’t come,” Naruto ordered, voice low and demanding. It made Sasuke pause, growing quiet for a moment as the command sank in. Sasuke turned his head to question him, but Naruto interjected. “You heard me. Don’t come yet.”
“You know I can’t help it,” Sasuke replied, followed by a choked moan. He squinted back at Naruto, brows knit tight. His lips were bright red, bitten and shining. His hair was a beautiful mess. There was something almost pitiful in his eyes. Almost like defeat, he knew that was a battle he could hardly win.
“Try,” Naruto encouraged, but started to fuck into Sasuke harder, really chasing after his own release this time. He knew this was a nearly impossible demand of Sasuke, but he challenged him anyway. “I know you can.”
Sasuke cursed under his breath, head hanging low by his shoulders, hair swaying with the rhythm their hips met. Naruto splayed his hand over the expanse of Sasuke’s back, gliding down his spine, appreciating the stark differences in their complexions and compositions. He drug his nails down Sasuke’s spine, not enough to scratch or really cause pain, but Sasuke gasped nonetheless. Naruto watched fervently as barely-there red lines formed in its wake. God, what he’d do to mark him up. Litter his skin with red and purple marks, nipping at his skin hard enough to make him whine, long enough to make him shake. He stared at the red lines he’d drawn as they grew darker. The longer the stared, the hotter the flame in his veins became.
Well, that was quick. Naruto croaked out a warning, “Sas, I’m gonna-”
“Please,” Sasuke pleaded, trembling as he starved off his own impending orgasm.
Before he lost all sense of his plan, Naruto reached around and closed a tight ring around the base of Sasuke’s cock, earning a cry from the man below as he twitched in his hand, orgasm lock behind his closed fist. Naruto came with a moan that he felt more than he heard, the blood rushing in his ears drowning everything else out. He spilled into Sasuke, hips stuttering as he worked through it.
Reality slowly returned to him and he found himself still holding Sasuke’s cock tight, preventing him from reaching his second climax. Sasuke trembled beneath him, though his breath had steadied slightly. Naruto gently withdrew himself from Sasuke, using the edge of a blanket to catch some of his spend. They’re really going to need to wash the bedding.
“Why,” Sasuke snapped, words punctuated by heavy breaths, “Did you do that?”
Naruto chuckled, releasing Sasuke’s painful looking erection and helping him turn onto his back instead. “I didn’t say you could come yet, did I?”
Sasuke sheepishly looked away. It’s clear he would’ve a moment later. Naruto leaned forward and kissed the disgruntled frown off of Sasuke’s lips, caressing the side of his neck gently as he found his way between his legs again. Sasuke was much more pliant than earlier, although the clear tension of having been edged was still strung tight. The tenderness seemed to calm Sasuke down somewhat, breath leveling out and expression softening. Sasuke flinched when Naruto’s fingers teased his hole again, now slick with both lube and come.
“You okay?” Naruto asked, unsure by the way Sasuke’s entrance clenched up against him. Sasuke looked sheepish like before, unable to look him in the eyes, but nodded.
Naruto slid his fingers back into Sasuke, just two, and was met with much less tension than before. He focused on building a smooth rhythm, one that Sasuke could grow comfortable with, before he inched his way closer to his prostate. Sasuke cried out each time he massaged that small spot, entire body reacting now. His thighs would twitch, his stomach would tense, he’d clench around him. Naruto knew he was overworking his body.
“You’re doing so good for me,” Naruto praised. It wasn’t as intentional as last time, but something in the back of his head told him to say it. And he was rewarded handsomely. Sasuke whined, high-pitched at the praise.
“So you do like that,” Naruto said, a self satisfied grin spreading wide on his face as he intentionally missed Sasuke’s prostate now. Teasing him. Tormenting. Pulling on any thread that will continue to unravel the man beneath him.
“Shut up,” Sasuke managed to whisper between gasps, brows pinched tight.
“Okay,” Naruto said, and flattened himself back against the bed. He took Sasuke’s cock into his mouth again.
“Fuck!” Sasuke jolted, eyes flying down to Naruto who dove right into it, not easing Sasuke into it at all. He swallowed down as much as he could from his angle and picked a fast tempo. That was until a sharp, stinging pain met the back of Naruto’s head and pulled his mouth off of him. Sasuke was panting too hard to say anything, staring back at Naruto with shock more than anything. Naruto grinned at Sasuke’s pitiful state, lost for words and overwhelmed. He intertwined Sasuke’s fingers with his own and pinned them by his side again. Sasuke whined immediately, with less strength available to fight the hold than before.
Sasuke’s back arched when Naruto took him back inside his mouth, massaging his prostate slowly as he moved. Sasuke’s eyes were locked onto him now, tears forming at the corners as he was tugged closer.
Watching Sasuke tremble beneath him, the salty, bitter taste of his second climax approaching rapidly, served to arouse Naruto a second time. It was nearly growing painful as his cock hung heavy and hot with his own hands too busy. He had to remind himself to be patient.
“I’m gonna come,” Sasuke whined as he already began twitching around Naruto’s fingers. Naruto sucked him harder, coaxing the release out of him. Sasuke’s body convulsed under him, rutting up enough to make Naruto choke, but he pushed through it. Naruto swallowed down his release as he came with a silent cry, followed by a loud, desperate gasp for air as tension seeped out of his body. Naruto was careful as he released him from his mouth, aware of how oversensitive he’d be. Sasuke melted into the bed beneath him, body deflating as he relaxed. And Naruto let him relax, for a moment, before he started thrusting his fingers again.
“I just came,” Sasuke complained, voice almost hoarse from his cries. He winced away from the stimulation but couldn’t make it too far with his arm pinned in place. He writhed against the hold. “Naruto, I just came,” he repeated.
“I know,” Naruto retorted, well aware of that fact. He withdrew his fingers from Sasuke, earning a relieved sigh in response from Sasuke. He slowly fisted his own arousal, looking at Sasuke with determination and need.
Sasuke was so close to falling apart, Naruto just knew it. He just needed a little push. A little more.
This wasn’t something they usually did. And Naruto was about to surprise him with something else new. Sasuke didn’t look fearful, no, but weary, as he watched Naruto sign and felt the slightest flare of chakra around them.
Something shoved Sasuke’s torso forward and he yelped at the sudden movement. Naruto smirked, pleased, as Sasuke met the second pair of bright blue eyes.
“What the hell are you doing?” Sasuke bit out, glaring back at Naruto, unmoving against the shadow clone he now leaned back against.
“Making you let go,” Naruto gave the shadowclone a nod and it exchanged Sasuke’s arm from one to the other, now holding it instead and freeing up both of Naruto’s hands. “Just one more, yeah?” Naruto pressed himself closer, using both hands to press Sasuke’s thighs up, exposing his worked hole to the air. It clenched once beneath his gaze. “You’ll be good for me, right?”
There was a far away look in Sasuke’s eyes that Naruto couldn’t quite place as Naruto's words washed over him. He shivered as the shadow clone softly brushed his hair aside and kissed the back of his neck, nipping gently. Naruto wouldn’t be surprised if Sasuke ‘came to’ and lashed out on him. Admittedly, they hadn’t talked about this. Sasuke wasn’t one to admit he was scared or intimidated either. But Sasuke didn’t seem either of those, or close to lashing out at all.
Sasuke let out a shaky breath as he relaxed into the hold between the two bodies, closed his eyes, and nodded.
“I’ll be good,” he whispered.
Naruto’s heart soared, Sasuke finally handing himself over, but he had no time to celebrate. He had a job to do. The shadow clone continued kissing and nipping at Sasuke’s neck, holding him in place enough so he couldn’t escape the touch. Naruto smeared around the concoction of lube and come that’d gathered on Sasuke’s ass. He lined himself up to be able to glide over his hole over and over. Sasuke whimpered each time, the small sound rattling out of his chest, tensing and anticipating when he’d slip in. Naruto didn’t waste too much time, though, before pressing in. Sasuke’s mouth dropped open in a silent cry as Naruto smoothly bottomed out.
As much as Naruto wanted to bathe in this moment, bask in the soft, pliant Sasuke beneath him. Pride himself in the trust he’d proven and been rewarded for, and how his plan had worked. His cock ached desperately inside of Sasuke, begging for release again.
Patience, he reminded himself one last time.
He set a slow pace, almost punishing if it wasn’t so good. Naruto could feel every inch of their connection as he pushed in, Sasuke’s plush walls greedily taking him in. He could feel the way Sasuke’s body twitched and tried to grapple onto the fullness as Naruto pulled back out. He wanted nothing but to just feel and cherish this, to force Sasuke to just feel and succumb to it. He kept this pace until Sasuke began to shift underneath him again, eyes pinched closed again as his breath came in short, hitched panting. The shadow clone whispered something into Sasuke’s ear that made him shudder. He’d almost be jealous if Sasuke didn’t clench around him simultaneously. Naruto’s hips involuntarily jolted, thrusting in harder and quicker, and Sasuke’s back arched in response, a sob escaping him. Sasuke, having come just shortly ago, was still flaccid. Yet, precome seeped from the intrusion. A deep, almost primal moan escaped Naruto from somewhere deep in his chest at the view. He snapped his hips forward again, earning that same, desperate sound from Sasuke.
Naruto gripped Sasuke’s thighs, pushing them against his chest. Sasuke had always been rather flexible. The new angle ripped a moan from Sasuke, something high pitched and out of his usual range. The shadow clone whispered something else into Sasuke’s ear, and Sasuke shook his head.
“What’d he ask, Sasuke?” Naruto leaned close, closing the distance between them as much as he could without pushing too much deeper. Not yet.
There wasn’t any clear upset evident in Sasuke’s features, rather conflict.
He was still resisting, just a little. Putting up the last bit of fight he could.
“What did he ask,” Naruto repeated, lower and more demanding. Although he and the clone are essentially one in the same, he wasn’t sure what the clone had the nerve to ask. Naruto pushed himself deeper, as deep as the position would allow now, and Sasuke sobbed at the intrusion.
The shadow clone spoke up loud enough for them to both hear. “I asked him to tell us something he wants right now. Something he needs.” The shadow clone brushed some of Sasuke’s hair back, planting a gentle kiss on his forehead. “Be good. Tell us.”
The steady, deep roll of Naruto’s hips and the tender, loving touches the shadow clone provided must've been enough to break him.
“Fuck me, please,” Sasuke admitted meekly. Naruto was about to pull back to follow through with that request when he noticed Sasuke wasn’t quite done. He pulled one of the shadow cones hands, the one that was caressing him lovingly, towards his lips. As if severing the final thread himself, Sasuke circled his mouth around one of the clone's fingers. As if confirming what he wants, the clone pressed against Sasuke’s tongue, making his jaw fall slack. Sasuke nodded desperately as he moaned around the intrusion.
“That wasn’t too hard, was it?” The clone teased, a second finger joining along the first and beginning to gently fuck into his mouth. And fuck, if that didn’t give Naruto a hundred more fantasies to dream about.
Naruto growled, something inside him strung too tight, and began to fuck into Sasuke hard and deep. With his jaw pried open, Sasuke couldn’t hide or muffle his cries. They echoed through the sex-filled air, ringing in Naruto’s ears. He swore they engraved themselves into his head to take part in his late night, away-from-home-fantasies until the end of time. It was beautiful.
Tears welled into the corner of Sasuke’s eyes as his whines picked up, chest rising and falling rapidly. He clenched around Naruto, thighs fighting against Naruto’s hold. Naruto pressed harder.
Sasuke muffled something around the clones fingers. Even if Naruto couldn’t quite decipher it, the clone could.
“Go ahead. Come like a good boy for us, yeah?”
The clone's voice was so low and commanding it’d almost turn Naruto on if he knew it wasn’t his own. As to emphasise the request, the clone pressed two fingers against Sasuke’s tongue, and he gagged just slightly. Naruto followed in tow, fucking into Sasuke right into where he needed it. Sasuke cried loudly, lewdly, as he came dry. The clone released Sasuke’s restrained hand immediately and moved to wipe off the tears that had escaped his eyes with his thumb. The clone cupped Naruto’s jaw and swiped the salty taste onto his own tongue.
He came hard, instantly. He groaned heavily, head heavy between his shoulders as he rut into Sasuke a few more times.
He’d have to think about that later.
The shadow clone vanished and Sasuke fell back with a slight oof. He winced as Naruto carefully pulled out, wincing himself as well from the oversensitivity. His spend leaked onto the bedsheets, but he couldn’t bring himself to care anymore. He used a different corner of the bedspread to somewhat wipe Sasuke and himself clean before embracing Sasuke, pulling him into his chest.
His skin was hot and slicked with sweat which was something Sasuke usually backed away from, but he didn’t seem to care. He melted into the embrace instead, his breath falling into an even pattern.
Naruto couldn’t help the few tears that slipped from his own eyes. Sasuke had trusted him, trusted himself enough to give in. At least a little bit, even if it took some work. He was proud of Sasuke, and so, so in love with him.
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A hazy yellow glow painted the room in a soft light, bright enough it’d stirred Naruto awake. He moved to rub at his eyes but found his arm trapped beneath a familiar weight instead.
“I hate you,” a sleepy Sasuke greeted Naruto as soon as he opened his eyes. They were cuddled in close, albeit in a different way than he remembered falling asleep in, facing each other instead.
“Well good morning to you, too,” Naruto chuckled, dipping in for a quick, caste kiss.
Sasuke stopped him halfway. “We are covered in cum, this bed is filthy, I’m sticky, and I can’t walk.”
Naruto barked a laugh. “One kiss, and I’ll clean us up and carry you to the kitchen for breakfast.”
Sasuke leveled him with a look and responded with the most chaste, peck of a kiss he’d ever received. Naruto smiled bright and wide, one that must've been contagious, as a soft, barely-there smile formed on Sasuke’s lips.