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"Sasuke, come on, we're going to be late!" Naruto called from the genkan, already standing by the door in denim jeans and an orange t-shirt that stretched tight across his broad shoulders.
"I'm coming, dobe."
He emerged from their bedroom in black skinny jeans and a blue button-up shirt, the top two buttons left undone. His dark hair was still slightly damp, the ends curling.
Naruto licked his bottom lip before pulling it between his teeth.
His gaze dragged down Sasuke's body, focusing on the strip of collarbone visible above the open collar. His irises bled to black, heat flooding to his groin fast enough to make his head spin.
"Fuck, you look good."
The words came out rougher than intended. Sasuke's eyebrow arched but before he could respond, Naruto was already moving.
He closed the distance between them, hands finding Sasuke's hips and walking him backward until his back met the hallway wall with a small thud. Sasuke's breath caught, dark eyes widening a fraction before Naruto captured his lips.
The kiss was hungry. Naruto licked into his mouth and Sasuke let him, one hand fisting in the front of Naruto's t-shirt while the other gripped the back of his head. A low sound vibrated in Naruto's chest, his Alpha rumbling its approval at having Sasuke caged between him and the wall.
Tilting his head, Naruto broke from Sasuke's mouth to drag his lips along his jaw and down the side of his throat. He tugged aside the collar of Sasuke's shirt, revealing his mating mark. His teeth grazed the sensitive skin, pulling an involuntary moan from Sasuke.
"Stupid scent blocker," the blonde growled against the mark, pressing his nose to the skin and inhaling deep. "Want to smell you."
His tongue traced the raised edges of the scar, and Sasuke's fingers tightened in his hair, a tremor running through his thighs.
"We're already late." The corner of Sasuke's mouth twitched upwards.
"Don't care." Large hands slid from Sasuke's hips to the small of his back, pulling their bodies flush. He could feel Sasuke's heartbeat hammering against his chest, fast and unsteady. "You sure I can't just ravish you all night instead?"
He pulled back just enough to look at Sasuke properly. The Uchiha's lips were swollen and red, cheeks flushed. Sasuke held his gaze for a long moment, and Naruto watched the war play out behind those dark eyes. For a second, Naruto thought he'd won.
Amusement flickered in Sasuke's eyes.
"As enticing as that sounds, we promised Ino." He flattened his palm against Naruto's chest and pushed. "And I do not want to deal with her if we miss it."
Naruto groaned, dropping his forehead to Sasuke's shoulder. "She'd kill us."
***
The bar they were meeting the rest of the Konoha eleven was loud, music thumping through the floorboards, voices raised, the smell of alcohol heavy in the air. Sasuke and Naruto made their way through the crowd, sliding into the booth the others had commandeered.
"What kept you two?" Shikamaru drawled from his slouched position, sake cup dangling lazily from his fingers.
"Never mind that." Ino leaned over the table to get closer to Sasuke, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement. "Let's see it."
"See what?"
"You know what! Your mating mark!" She was giddy now, bouncing slightly in her seat.
Sasuke rolled his eyes but proceeded to pull down the collar of his shirt, revealing the mark left there.
"Eek!" Ino squealed, practically dragging Sasuke across the table so she could get a closer look, her fingers reaching out before Sasuke batted them away.
"It's not that big a deal." The raven extracted himself from the over-excited blonde and plopped back down in his seat. Naruto's shoulder pressed against his, warm and solid.
"It kind of is though, isn't it." Shino joined the conversation. "Two of the most powerful people in the shinobi world, joining as mates. One of which is the future Hokage."
"I heard the council has already started planning for when you conceive." Shikamaru added with a slight shrug of his shoulder.
Sasuke spat out the drink he had just taken a sip of, liquid spraying across the table as his face went red. He was coughing as both hands flew to his stomach, pressing against it through his shirt.
"Breathe, Sasuke." Naruto's hand was immediately on his back, rubbing soothing circles between his shoulder blades.
"OMG are you okay?" Ino laughed as Sasuke tried to compose himself.
"Yeah, I … I just … I had forgotten about that part." Heat crept down his nape.
"What part?" Ino tilted her head.
"The whole being able to get pregnant part." If possible, he got even redder.
The whole table went silent. As one they broke out into laughter.
Slapping his hands on the table, Kiba managed to pull himself together first. "HOW are you after forgetting that part?"
"I don't know, I was more caught up in the changes I can see." He crossed his arms, very aware of everyone's eyes on him.
"Okay, but you guys have been using protection right, or should we be expecting little black-haired blue-eyed babies soon?" Ino chimed in.
"I hate you." Sasuke buried his face in Naruto's shoulder in mortification.
"Hey, we've been careful. I always make sure he takes his contraceptive during heats." Naruto's nose kept drifting toward Sasuke's neck, like he couldn't help himself.
"Can we please change the subject." Sasuke pushed Naruto's face away from his throat.
"No way, it's way too much fun teasing you." Ino grinned.
"Why exactly are the council so concerned about their future babies?" Curiosity got the better of Tenten.
Shikamaru sighed as if he was already tired of the topic. "Their baby is going to be a big deal. The child of arguably the two strongest shinobi, a child capable of awakening the Sharingan and the chakra of an Uzumaki. Not to mention that Naruto is the future Hokage—there are serious security concerns to consider. It takes a lot of planning to prepare for such a momentous occasion."
Sasuke's flush spread down his chest. "Can we not discuss my hypothetical babies right now?"
"Why not? Everyone else in the village is." Kiba shrugged, wincing when Hinata elbowed him in the ribs.
"That's not helping," she murmured. "How about we move on."
The drinks flowed freely, conversation shifting from missions, to gossip, to Choji's latest restaurant discovery.
Sasuke was immersed in his conversation with Tenten over the optimal weight for a sword, when Naruto leaned over, burying his nose in his neck.
"I really hate those scent blockers." His voice was lower than usual, his breath hot against Sasuke's scent gland.
"Dobe, get off me." Sasuke's lip twitched as he pushed the blonde away.
"But then I can't smell you." The jinchuriki immediately returned his nose to Sasuke's scent gland, inhaling deeply like Sasuke's scent was oxygen and he'd been drowning. His hand found Sasuke's thigh under the table, fingers pressing in unyielding.
"Naruto, stop that." Catching Naruto's wrist as his hand started sliding higher up his thigh, definitely heading somewhere inappropriate, the raven's voice went firm. "We're in public."
"Don't care." Though he at least paused the wandering hand, Naruto didn't move away from Sasuke, still breathing in his scent like he couldn't get enough.
Sasuke gave him another little shove and Naruto eventually backed off, allowing him to return to his conversation.
Sasuke thought that was the end of it, but Naruto's behavior began getting progressively worse. With each shove, Naruto would only give him a couple of minutes breathing space, before drifting back like a moth to a flame.
Across the table, Kiba's nose wrinkled slightly. He exchanged a glance with Shikamaru, who was watching Naruto with increasing interest, his lazy posture not quite hiding the calculating look in his eyes.
"Are you drunk?" Sasuke snapped, because this was starting to be concerning. Naruto usually had better control than this.
"Nope." He emphasised the -pe. Naruto's fingers were playing with the collar of Sasuke's shirt now, trying to tug it down to expose more of his neck. "You just smell really, really good right now. Like... really good."
Sasuke shifted away, putting space between them.
"Sorry Tenten, what were you saying?"
"So the new katanas will be in next week, it would be great if you would help test them out."
Naruto pouted, crossing his arms as the raven moved out of arm's reach. His leg bounced restlessly under the table, and he kept shooting Sasuke sideways glances. Suddenly he perked up as an idea crossed his mind.
"Lap." His voice dropped into his Alpha tone.
Sasuke's body moved before his mind could catch up, the bond making Naruto's commands absolute. He rolled his eyes even as his body gracefully settled onto Naruto's lap, the movement fluid despite his internal protest.
Around the table, there was a collective intake of breath. Shikamaru choked on his sake. Kiba's jaw dropped open before splitting into a huge grin. Even Shino's normally impassive face showed a flicker of surprise.
"Did he just…" Tenten started.
"Oh my god," Ino breathed, her hand flying to her mouth.
Naruto immediately buried his face back in Sasuke's neck with a satisfied rumble that Sasuke could feel vibrating through his chest, arms wrapping tightly around his waist and locking in place. He looked like an excited toddler who had just got his way.
"Really?" The raven was very aware that everyone was staring now. His face was on fire, but his body was perfectly content where it was, traitor that it was.
Kiba burst out laughing, slapping the table. "Oh man, the newlywed phase is real!"
"That was smooth, Naruto," Choji added with a chuckle.
Ino's amusement faded, her tone turning careful, gentle. "Naruto. I think you're going into rut."
The words seemed to echo in the silence. Everyone went still, conversations cutting off mid-word as the implications sank in.
Sasuke felt ice settle in his stomach as Naruto's behavior clicked into place. The excessive clinginess, the obsession with scent, the inability to control himself, the public use of an Alpha command.
"Nuh uh, it always comes in October, so I still have a few weeks." The words came out muffled as he continued to rub his nose all over Sasuke's neck. His tongue darted out briefly, tasting the salt of Sasuke's skin, and the smaller man bit his tongue hard to suppress a shiver.
The scent blocker had been doing its job, keeping Sasuke's natural omega scent contained, but Naruto had been systematically removing it with his nose and tongue, like it was a personal offense that anything would come between him and Sasuke's scent.
"But a new mating could easily trigger an early rut." A note of concern edged Kiba's voice. "The bond is still fresh. Your body's probably responding to having a permanent mate now. It wants to reinforce the claim."
Around the table, several people shifted uncomfortably in their seats. Neji's expression remained carefully neutral, but Sasuke caught the slight tightening around his eyes. Hinata's whole face was turning pink. Shikamaru was looking at them with sympathy laced with amusement.
Of course the bond would affect Naruto's cycle. Of course his Alpha would want to claim Sasuke thoroughly, repeatedly, until the bond was solid and Sasuke was undeniably his.
Sasuke's pulse ticked upwards. His fingers curled into fists under the table.
"Kiss." Naruto's voice dropped into that alpha tone that made his spine turn to liquid.
Sasuke's body responded automatically, leaning in and pecking Naruto on the cheek with exaggerated primness. Heat radiated off Naruto's skin, and even behind the scent blockers, the sharp spike of arousal was unmistakable.
There was a beat of silence, then Naruto's face scrunched up in the most pathetic thing Sasuke had ever seen on him. His lower lip jutted out, eyes large as saucers. The effect was somewhat ruined by how dilated his pupils were and the way he couldn't seem to stop touching Sasuke, hands roaming over his back and hips like he needed the constant contact to function. One hand slipped under Sasuke's shirt, fingers splaying possessively across his stomach.
Kiba's shoulders were shaking, one hand clamped over his mouth. Tenten was biting her lip so hard it had gone white. Even Shikamaru couldn't keep a straight face.
"That's not what I meant." The knucklehead whined, turning the full force of his puppy dog eyes on Sasuke.
"You should have been more specific." Shrugging, Sasuke tried to fight back a smile of his own. Even when Naruto was clearly not himself, Sasuke couldn't help but be amused by him. There was an endearing quality to Naruto's frustration. "Vague commands get vague results. Now stop commanding me, we're in public."
The last part was said more firmly, with a hint of warning. Because they were in public, surrounded by their friends and dozens of strangers, and the last thing they needed was for Naruto to start issuing increasingly inappropriate commands. Sasuke could already feel slick beginning to leak down his thighs, as his Omega thrilled at following the commands of its Alpha.
Naruto huffed, his breath hot against Sasuke's nape, and for a moment Sasuke thought he might argue or simply override the restriction with another command. The bond thrummed between them, and Sasuke could feel Naruto's frustration, his need, the way his alpha was fighting to maintain a semblance of public behavior.
Naruto nodded, his eyes dark and unfocused, and Sasuke could feel the tension in his body, the barely restrained need thrumming through him like a live wire. It was costing Naruto effort to comply, effort to not just take what he wanted, and Sasuke found himself both grateful and oddly touched by the restraint.
He was very aware of how Naruto's hands were roaming over his body like he needed the constant reassurance that Sasuke was there. His breathing had gone rough and uneven, each exhale warm against Sasuke's neck. The distinctive rut-scent was making every inch of Sasuke's body tingle with need.
"I think it's safe to say he's definitely in pre-rut." Ino's medic-nin expertise made her certain.
"Sasuke, you need to get him home. Soon." Her voice turned urgent, cutting through the haze. "Once his full rut hits, he's not going to be rational enough to walk there on his own."
"I'm rational." Though the way Naruto was currently trying to crawl inside Sasuke's shirt suggested otherwise. His hands had slipped under the hem again, warm palms against bare skin, fingers tracing patterns that were definitely not appropriate for public. Sasuke had to bite back a reaction that would have been entirely inappropriate for their current setting.
"Sure you are." Sympathy was clear in Hinata's pale eyes.
"Are you going to be okay with him, Sasuke?" Her voice stayed soft but serious. Her pale eyes were worried, and Sasuke could understand why. "You've never been with an alpha in rut."
"No, but I've been an alpha in rut." His voice held steady despite the anxiety he could feel building in his chest. He remembered what it had been like, that driving need. The way his body had demanded he claim, possess, breed. "I know what to expect. We'll be fine."
He said it with more confidence than he felt, but the alternative would only make everyone worry more. And honestly, he trusted Naruto. Even lost to rut, Naruto was incapable of hurting him.
"Yeah, but did you ever share your rut with an omega?" All joking was gone from Kiba's voice. "It's way more intense than with a beta because you can't control your alpha instincts. With an omega, especially a mated one, it's like... everything is amplified."
Sasuke thought back to the one time he had shared a rut with an omega. He remembered how absolutely wrecked both of them had been once Sasuke's rut broke—the omega covered in marks and barely able to walk, shaking with exhaustion, and Sasuke himself depleted in a way he'd never experienced before. He remembered how his alpha had been completely in control, driving him to claim over and over until his body had literally given out.
He swallowed past the lump in his throat, suddenly very aware of what he was about to face. Naruto was stronger than Sasuke had been as an alpha. Naruto had Kurama's chakra. And the bond between them would make everything even more visceral.
"Need help?" Lee offered immediately, always the first to volunteer. "I would be happy to help you home! Though perhaps not, given Naruto does not seem inclined to let anyone near you right now."
As if to prove the point, Naruto's entire body went rigid. His muscles locked, chakra flaring red and violent, making the air pressure increase noticeably. His arms tightened around Sasuke's waist hard enough to make him wheeze.
"Mine." A threatening edge that Sasuke had never heard directed at their friends. "No touching."
This wasn't their friend Naruto—this was an alpha in pre-rut protecting his mate, and he would absolutely follow through on that threat if anyone tried to interfere.
Sasuke patted Naruto's arm to calm him down. "Yours."
"It'll be grand, thanks though Lee."
"Naruto, I need you to let me go so I can stand." Sasuke rubbed the agitated alpha's arm, keeping his voice soothing.
"Don't wanna move." Mumbled into his collarbone, stubborn, one hand fisting in Sasuke's shirt and holding tight. "Perfect right here."
Sasuke could feel the way Naruto's body was vibrating with need.
"We can't stay here. You need to come home with me. We'll be more comfortable there." He injected as much reasonableness into his voice as he could manage. "Think about it…at home, you can have me all to yourself. No crowds, no noise, no interruptions."
"No." Naruto's arms tightened, making it hard for Sasuke to breathe properly. The word left no room for argument.
Okay, reason wasn't working. Sasuke tried a different approach. His lips brushed the shell of Naruto's ear as he whispered, "Naruto, if you don't get up right now and come home with me, I'm sleeping in the guest room for the entire rut."
It was an empty threat. There was no way Sasuke was leaving Naruto alone during a rut but Naruto didn't need to know that.
Naruto's head snapped up, eyes wide and very focused despite the rut-haze. His face crumpled like Sasuke had just threatened to take away his favorite thing in the world. His grip loosened slightly in shock. "You wouldn't."
The words came out wounded. The idea of being separated from Sasuke during his rut was clearly incomprehensible to Naruto's alpha.
"Try me." Sasuke held Naruto's gaze, letting him see that he was serious.
For a long moment, they stared at each other. The bar noise faded into background static. Everyone at the table was watching, holding their breath, waiting to see who would win this particular battle of wills.
"Fine." He looked like Sasuke had just threatened to kill his favorite plant. His face was the picture of tragic suffering, and if Sasuke didn't know better, he'd feel guilty. Naruto loosened his grip just enough for Sasuke to slide off his lap, though he immediately stood as well, pressing against Sasuke's back the moment he was on his feet.
"Fantastic." Very aware that everyone was staring now, trying not to think about how they must look—Naruto plastered to his back, nose already back at his scent gland—Sasuke muttered his way toward the exit. Naruto's hands found his hips again, gripping possessively. "Sorry for cutting the night short."
He could feel curious eyes from other patrons in the bar now, people noticing the display, probably recognizing them. Whispers would start soon if they didn't leave. The last thing they needed was for this to become village gossip fodder.
"Don't worry about it," Shikamaru called after them, amusement glinting in his dark eyes. "This was more entertaining than anything else we had planned. Troublesome, but entertaining."
"Just go before he humps you in public." Kiba's grin was absolutely shameless, delighted by the whole situation. Akamaru barked in what sounded suspiciously like agreement.
Sasuke flipped him off without looking back.
"And remember to hydrate!" Ino yelled after them.
***
The click of the door latch was the only signal Naruto needed.
He had Sasuke pinned against the hard wood before the lock had fully caught, one hand splayed against the door beside Sasuke's head, the other gripping his hip with fingers that would leave bruises by morning. The blue of his eyes was already thinning, eaten away at the edges by hunger.
"You know this is going to be rough, right?" His voice came out wrecked, like the words themselves came at a price. His teeth found the pale column of Sasuke's throat—not a gentle graze but a real bite, hard enough that Sasuke felt the sting bloom hot beneath his skin. "Once the rut fully hits, I won't be able to hold back."
"Good." The word came out steadier than it should have, given that Naruto's mouth was working a bruising trail down to his collarbone and every press of teeth sent a jolt of heat straight to his gut. "I don't want you to hold back."
Naruto pulled away just enough to look at him, eyes searching. Even half-gone to the rut, scent thickening the air until it was difficult to breathe. He could taste it on the back of his tongue. Naruto was checking.
Sasuke let his Omega settle into it like sinking into an onsen. He cupped his mate's face in both hands, thumbs brushing over the whisker marks.
"If it gets to be too much," he said, holding Naruto's darkening gaze, "I'll chidori your ass and lock you in the spare room until it passes."
The corner of Naruto's mouth twitched. "Deal."
His hands found Sasuke's hips. Steering him toward the bedroom with a single-mindedness that was more animal than human. The rut scent rolled off him in waves now, thick and musky, and Sasuke's body responded with a slow, liquid unfurling.
Slick drooled down his thighs in thick rivulets.
They stumbled into the bedroom. Naruto's patience snapped. His hands fisted in the back of Sasuke's shirt and pulled, the fabric stretching before Sasuke batted his hands away.
"This is the third shirt you've ruined this month."
"I'll buy you more." The blonde's voice had dropped into a barrow tone. "Take it off. Now."
The command rolled over Sasuke's skin, his Omega responding with an eagerness that would have once humiliated him. Now he just slowly unbuttoned the shirt, letting it roll off his shoulder and onto the floor, refusing to rush even as Naruto's scent spiked with impatience.
He pushed his pants and briefs down his thighs, stepping out of them with a sensual sway of his hips. The cool air hit his slick-damp skin and he suppressed a shiver. His tiny cocklet was hard, flushed dark and he could feel the wet heat of his pussy, open and wanting.
He didn't hide any of it. He had learned—slowly, painfully, through months of Naruto's patient hands and careful eyes—that there was nothing about this body that needed hiding.
Naruto made an involuntary sound, dragged from somewhere deep in his throat. His eyes tracked over Sasuke with hunger. Threaded through the bond like gold wire, Sasuke could feel the reverence. The absolute awe that Naruto still felt every single time he saw him like this.
"You're staring."
"Yeah." Naruto didn't blink. He stripped his own shirt off in one rough motion, then shoved his pants down, his eight inch cock springing free. He was fully hard, the knot at the base already starting to thicken. He kicked the fabric aside without looking. "Can't help it. You're…" He made a vague, helpless gesture that encompassed all of Sasuke. "You."
"Eloquent as ever."
"Shut up and get on the bed."
Sasuke felt his lips twitch and turned to comply. He crawled onto the mattress, settling on his hands and knees with a deliberateness that he knew would drive Naruto insane. He lowered his chest to the sheets and arched his back, spreading his knees wide enough that he felt the stretch in his inner thighs.
Biting his lip, he looked over his shoulder. Onyx eyes locked with blue as he let out a guttural sound.
"Need you, Alpha," he moaned, knowing it would drive Naruto wild.
Behind him, he heard Naruto's breathing stutter.
"Gods." Naruto gripped his dick hard enough to hurt.
Sasuke's cunt began twitching as large hands spread him open, thumbs pressing into the muscle of his ass.
For a moment, Naruto did nothing. Just let his breath ghost against Sasuke's wet and aching opening. The low rumble of his Alpha taking in the scent of his mate's arousal. Sasuke's fingers curled into the sheets, his thighs trembling from the effort of holding still when every nerve in his body was singing.
"Please." He didn't care that it came out more like a demand than a plea. "Stop teasing."
Naruto huffed a laugh against his skin, the warm air making Sasuke's cunt clench around nothing. "Bossy."
"You mated me."
"Yeah I did."
The first thrust caught him off guard.
Naruto's fat cock speared into his dripping cunt, stretching him wide open and drawing a sound from Sasuke that was just raw sensation given voice. His cock was thick and hot and perfect, dragging against Sasuke's insides in a way that made his vision swim.
Naruto didn't pause. The rut was in his blood now. His hips snapped forward again before Sasuke had fully adjusted. The pace he set was brutal from the start, each thrust deep enough that Sasuke felt it in his teeth.
And god, it was good. The kind of good that made rational thought evaporate. Sasuke could feel himself dissolving at the edges, his awareness narrowing to the points where Naruto's body met his.
He could feel Naruto's cock driving into him, slick and rhythmic. Each thrust jolted him forward and Naruto dragged him back by the hips like he weighed nothing. There was a sharp sting at the vulnerable spot behind his ear, as Naruto nipped at him with sharp teeth.
"You feel—" Voice cracking, Naruto ground in deep, rolling his hips in a way that pressed the head of his cock against Sasuke's cervix. Sasuke bit down on his forearm to muffle the embarrassing sound that tried to escape. "Don't." The growl was immediate, Naruto reaching forward to pull Sasuke's arm away. "Want to hear you."
"Then do something worth hearing." Even he was impressed with how steady it came out when his entire body was shaking.
The challenge landed exactly how he meant it to. Naruto snarled, the sound more fox than man, and changed his angle, hiking Sasuke's hips higher. The next thrust nailed his g-spot and Sasuke's composure shattered like glass.
"There," he gasped, and then couldn't stop gasping, because Naruto had found the angle and he wasn't letting it go. Every thrust punched against that spot with devastating accuracy. Sasuke could feel his orgasm building already. His cocklet was dripping, untouched, leaking onto the sheets with every jolt of his body.
He reached down to touch himself and Naruto caught his wrist.
"Don't."
"Naruto—"
"You're going to cum on just my cock." The words were barely articulated through the rut haze, but the possessiveness in them made Sasuke's Omega keen with delight. "Just from me filling you up, stretching this greedy little hole."
Sasuke wanted to make a cutting remark, but the next thrust stole his breath and all that came out was a broken moan. His free hand fisted in the sheets, twisting the fabric until his knuckles went white, while Naruto held his other wrist pinned against the small of his back.
There had been a time—not so long ago—when being told what to do with his own body would have sent him spiraling. But the bond was there, warm and steady between them, and through it he could feel Naruto.
"Close," he choked out, his face pressed into the mattress. His whole body was vibrating, strung so tight that he thought one more thrust might actually break him. "Please Alpha, I'm … I need … knot me, breed me."
"Fuck, damn right I will." Draping his larger body over Sasuke's back, Naruto's chest slick with sweat burnt hot against Sasuke's spine. His hand released Sasuke's wrist to wrap around his chest instead, pulling him up and back so Sasuke was pressed flush against him. The new angle drove his cock impossibly deeper and Sasuke's head fell back against Naruto's shoulder, a sob catching in his throat.
"Gonna breed you so full, baby… pump this pretty cunt full of pups. Gonna make your belly swell with my cum." Hot breath against his ear. "Cum for me. Milk my cock like the good little omega you are."
Sasuke came without being touched, his cocklet pulsing between his thighs as his pussy clamped down hard. The orgasm tore through him in waves, each one stronger than the last, and he heard himself cry out Naruto's name.
Naruto followed him, his knot ballooning, stretching Sasuke's cunt obscenely, locking every drop of cum inside his bred hole. The stretch was enormous, familiar now but still overwhelming. Sasuke gasped, his body clenching reflexively around the intrusion as Naruto came with a guttural groan, hot, thick ropes of cum flooding his insides until his lower belly felt tight and full, slick and seed leaking out around the fat knot.
Naruto's teeth found his mating mark and bit down, sending a fresh wave of sensation cascading through the bond. Shuddering through the aftershocks rippling through him, Sasuke tried to catch his breath, his Omega humming in happiness.
For a long moment, neither of them moved. Naruto was trembling against his back, his breath coming in harsh pants against Sasuke's hair. Then, carefully, Naruto lowered them both onto their sides, one arm wrapped around Sasuke's waist, the other tucking under his head like a pillow. His knot pulsed inside, still releasing in slow, warm waves that made Sasuke's eyes flutter.
***
"Naruto, I need you to give my cunt a break after this."
Sasuke's voice took on that tone he got when he was solving a problem rather than having a conversation. They were locked together on their sides, Naruto's knot pulsing lazily inside him, both of them slick with sweat and breathing hard enough that the sound filled the quiet room. His cunt throbbed with every pulse of the knot, a tenderness that promised pain if they kept going like this.
Naruto's grip tightened on his waist. The Alpha's breath hitched against the shell of his ear. "What do you mean?"
"My ass. Use my ass for a while."
The silence that followed was heavy. Sasuke could feel Naruto thinking.
"You know I can't knot your ass." His voice was still rough with rut but edged with a gentleness he reserved for conversations that mattered. "It has to be in your cunt. Otherwise you'll split in two."
"I know that, Dobe." Twisting, Sasuke looked over his shoulder. "Use my ass to get off and finish in my pussy. It's not complicated."
Sasuke could practically hear the gears grinding through the rut haze as the Alpha tried to figure out how to ask the question he actually wanted to ask without asking it.
"Have you..." Naruto started. "Have you done this before?"
Warmth crept across Sasuke's cheeks, a blush bleeding down his neck. He looked away, fixing his gaze on the headboard, on the dent in the wood that Naruto's hand had put there two rounds ago.
"Only when I was bitched." The words landed quietly.
They settled between them like a stone in still water. Through the bond, Sasuke felt the white-hot flare of Naruto's fury. Arms tightened around his middle, the way someone might shield a flame from the wind.
Wrestling the anger down, Naruto took a couple of deep steadying breaths, trying to focus through the fogginess in his brain. What Sasuke needed was to be treated like a person making a choice. Not a victim being handled.
"That's why we're going to prep now," the raven continued, keeping his voice steady. "While you're still coherent."
"Sasuke—"
"Look." He shifted slightly, ignoring the twinge where the knot tugged at his entrance. "We're going to be locked together for another twenty minutes at least. My cunt is already sore and we've got at least another day of this. I need to rest it between rounds or I'm not going to make it to the end."
Naruto's hand slid up from his hip to his chest, pulling him back until there wasn't an inch of space between them. His lips pressed against the nape of Sasuke's neck, right where the fine dark hairs met skin, and just stayed there for a moment. Breathing him in.
"I need you to be really sure." The words sank into Sasuke's skin.
"I'm sure." And despite the heat still burning across his cheeks, Sasuke's voice didn't waver. "Now stop being weird about it and help me prep."
A laugh huffed against his shoulder. Naruto's lips found one of the many bite marks scattered across Sasuke's skin and pressed a kiss to it.
"Okay. But you're going to have to reach for the lube; it's in the drawer in front of you."
Sasuke had to stretch his arm out fully, his fingertips just barely catching the drawer handle. The knot shifted inside him with the movement and he hissed through his teeth.
He managed to fish out the bottle and pass it back. Their fingers brushed in the exchange, and Naruto caught his hand, squeezing once before letting go.
"I'm going to start slow." His voice was starting to slip again, fighting a battle against his rut. "You tell me if anything feels wrong. That's not a request."
Sasuke nodded. His heart was beating a staccato rhythm he could feel in his throat. The click of the lube bottle opening was loud in the quiet room. Sasuke's shoulders tensed before he could stop them.
Naruto's hand was on his hip, thumb rubbing slow circles against the hipbone. His slick fingers found the cleft of Sasuke's ass and circled his rim with a touch so light it was barely there.
"Relax. I've got you."
Sasuke exhaled. Forced his muscles to unclench. He focused on Naruto's warm chest against his back, the steady thrum of the bond, the thumb still tracing those unhurried circles on his hipbone.
The first press of Naruto's finger was odd. The intrusion was almost agonizingly slow, Naruto reading every micro-shift in Sasuke's breathing and adjusting.
"How's that?"
"Weird." The blush was back, creeping up his neck.
"Good." More lube, the wet sound of it obscenely loud. Naruto worked the finger deeper, twisting as he searched for the spot that would make Sasuke see stars.
Jerking forward, a gasp punched out of Sasuke, sharp and involuntary, as a bolt of pleasure lit up his nervous system.
"Found it." Naruto's tone was unbearably smug.
He pressed against that spot again, drawing a sound from Sasuke that he would deny making until his dying day. His cocklet twitched, hardening with renewed interest despite how thoroughly wrung out the rest of him felt.
"Good?"
"Shut up." The blonde bastard was clearly enjoying this, Sasuke realised.
This was different from his pussy. The pleasure there was like a tide pulling him under. This was electric jolts that sparked from a single point and radiated outward. Different, but undeniably, startlingly good.
"More."
Naruto added a second finger. The stretch stole Sasuke's breath for a moment.
"Fuck.." The word came out wispier than he intended. Naruto was scissoring his fingers now, working him open with the same patience he brought to everything that mattered. Each time his fingers spread, the stretch burned. When Naruto's fingertips grazed his prostate on the way back in, it felt like being struck by lightning.
"You're doing so well." Naruto's voice dropped into that low register that resonated somewhere deep in Sasuke's hindbrain. "Taking my fingers so good."
The praise washed through him like warm water, his Omega curling into it contentedly. A whimper escaped before Sasuke could catch it.
Naruto pushed two more fingers in. Sasuke was panting, his body adjusting around the fullness. The knot had softened and slipped free and Naruto shifted them, guiding Sasuke onto his hands and knees.
The new position allowed the fingers to go deeper, and Sasuke dropped his head between his arms and breathed through it. Naruto's free hand ran up and down his spine, a slow, grounding stroke from the nape of his neck to the base of his tailbone and back again.
Naruto pulled down on his rim with each outward stroke now, deliberately loosening the muscle. His nails scraped lightly against Sasuke's inner walls and the sensation made Sasuke's thighs shake.
A twist of Naruto's wrist and Sasuke couldn't hold back the mortifying moan that tore from his throat. His fingers clawed at the sheets, his cocklet dripping a thin line of fluid onto the mattress below.
Naruto pulled his fingers free, and the sudden emptiness was disorienting, his hole clenching at nothing. He heard the wet sound of Naruto coating his cock, large hands gripping his ass, spreading him.
The blunt pressure of Naruto's cock against his loosened rim was a lot. Naruto was thicker than four fingers had been.
"Breathe." Naruto's voice was rut-rough. "Push out a little. It'll make it easier."
Sasuke obeyed, bearing down as Naruto pressed forward. The head breached his rim and the stretch drew a sharp gasp from his lips, his fingers twisting in the ruined sheets. It burned.
Naruto pushed in inch by inch. Sasuke could feel him trembling with the effort of going slowly, the rut screaming at him to snap his hips forward and the fact that he didn't was its own kind of devotion.
When he was fully seated, they both held still, breathing hard.
"Fuck." Naruto's fingers dimpled Sasuke's hips. "Your ass is choking my cock so tight… gonna fuck it raw first, then finish where it belongs…deep in that breeding cunt."
Sasuke let out a breath he hadn't known he was holding. The burn was fading, replaced by a strange fullness.
"Move."
Naruto pulled back slightly, then pressed in slowly. The drag of his cock against Sasuke's inner walls sent sparks skittering up his spine, and when the angle caught his prostate, Sasuke's arms nearly buckled.
"I'm not made of glass, go harder."
Naruto didn't need to be told twice. His grip tightened and he started to move with purpose, hips rocking forward in increasingly deep strokes. The rut had taken over, Sasuke could feel it in every snap of Naruto's hip against his ass.
The filthy wet slap of skin on skin mixed with the obscene squelch of lube and pre-cum filled the room. Drool slipped from the corner of Sasuke's mouth as he moaned, open and shameless.
The pleasure built differently here, each thrust a bright point of sensation that radiated from his prostate outward. Sasuke's arms gave out and he dropped to his elbows, his forehead pressed against the mattress, his mouth open.
"Alpha." The word slid from his lips, slurred and needy. His mind was going soft at the edges, that warm fog that came with surrendering to the sheer overwhelming presence of his mate. "More. Please."
Naruto growled and his pace turned punishing. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room, and Sasuke felt drool gathering at the corner of his mouth and couldn't bring himself to care because every thrust was hitting his prostate now and the pleasure was blinding, turning his vision white at the edges.
Naruto's voice cut through the haze, the command reverberating through Sasuke's entire body.
"Turn over. Need to knot you. Gonna pump you so full you'll be leaking me for days."
Sasuke's limbs felt heavy as he rolled onto his back. His body responded to the command before his brain caught up; legs spreading, hips tilting, offering himself up like a willing subject. The cool air hit his cunt and he shivered. Cum was still dribbling out of him from the last rounds.
Naruto, his cock slick with lube and already beginning to swell at the base, found Sasuke's cunt and pressed inside in one smooth stroke.
Sasuke cried out. His cunt was tender, oversensitive from hours of use, and the stretch of Naruto filling him again sent a jolt of electricity to every fiber of his being.
Three hard, desperate strokes and Naruto's knot sealed them together. His knot pulsed, flooding Sasuke's cunt with hot, thick spurts until his belly swelled slightly, cum leaking out around the seal in messy rivulets. Sasuke's pussy fluttered desperately around the knot, milking every drop like it was starving.
Naruto's teeth found his shoulder and bit down hard. The collision of pain and pleasure sent Sasuke over the edge. His orgasm rolled through him in waves, his body clenching rhythmically around the knot, his vision blanking to static for a breathless, infinite moment.
Sasuke couldn't move or speak. His tongue sat heavy and useless in his mouth, his mind blissfully empty. Belly swollen as if he were already pregnant. The only things that existed were the weight of Naruto above him, the fullness of the knot inside, and the bond glowing steady and warm between them.
Naruto's hand found his face. Cupped his jaw with a tenderness that was almost absurd given how roughly the rest of him was still trembling.
"You're so fucking amazing." Kisses pressed to Sasuke's forehead, his cheek, the corner of his slack mouth. "So perfect. You know that?"
***
Sasuke whimpered as Naruto finally pulled out for the last time, his rut breaking after two and a half days of relentless claiming. The loss of fullness was almost shocking after being constantly filled for so long, and Sasuke felt fluid leak out.
His pussy and ass were completely swollen, puffy and oversensitive. He doubted he'd be able to get even a finger into either without pain. His throat was raw from the times he'd let Naruto fuck it, trying desperately to give his ass and pussy a break when both had become too sore. Every muscle in his body ached and there wasn't an inch of skin that wasn't covered in marks.
To put it bluntly, he looked like shit.
But he felt amazing. His body hummed with contentment, feeling almost like jelly despite the pain. His Omega was purring loudly, satisfied beyond measure. He'd been thoroughly claimed by his Alpha. The rightness of it sang through his bones.
"Hey." Naruto cupped Sasuke's cheek with a trembling hand, leaning down to give his swollen lips the softest kiss. "Stay here. I'm going to run you a bath, okay? You were so fucking amazing, Sasuke. I love you so much."
The words made Sasuke's chest tighten with emotion. He tried to respond, but all that came out was a rough croak. His throat was too raw from all the abuse it had undergone.
Naruto's expression crumpled with concern. "Shit, baby. Don't try to talk. Just rest. I've got you."
The words sent another pang through Sasuke's heart. Through their bond, he pushed his feelings.
Naruto's expression softened, his thumb brushing gently across Sasuke's cheekbone. He pressed another gentle kiss to Sasuke's forehead before carefully extracting himself from the bed. Sasuke watched through heavy-lidded eyes as Naruto stumbled slightly; the Alpha was exhausted too.
While the bath filled, Naruto returned with a bottle of water. He sat on the edge of the bed and carefully helped Sasuke sit up, supporting his weight when Sasuke's arms shook too badly to hold himself. Every movement made Sasuke aware of new aches.
"Slow sips. Your throat's going to be sensitive." Naruto held the bottle to Sasuke's lips.
The water was cool and soothing, even though swallowing hurt. Sasuke drank gratefully, realizing how dehydrated he was.
"Good." Soft praise when Sasuke had drained half the bottle.
When the bath was ready, Naruto came back and scooped Sasuke up in his arms like he weighed nothing. Sasuke would have protested but honestly, he wasn't sure his legs would support him if he tried to walk. So he let himself be carried, his head resting against Naruto's shoulder, breathing in the Alpha's scent. It was calmer now, satisfied, the sharp edge of rut gone.
Naruto lowered him into the water carefully, supporting his weight until Sasuke was fully submerged. The heat was amazing, making all his aches flare up for a moment before the warmth started to soothe them. Sasuke let out a shaky breath, his eyes closing as he leaned back against the tub.
"Too hot?"
"Perfect." The word barely made it past Sasuke's lips.
The Alpha grabbed a soft washcloth and began carefully cleaning Sasuke's body, wiping away the dried sweat, slick, and cum that covered his skin. He was methodical and tender, avoiding the worst of the bruises, his touch feather-light over the bite marks.
When he got to Sasuke's inner thighs, where the mess was worst, Naruto's jaw clenched. "I really did a number on you." Guilt crept into his voice. "I'm sorry, Sasuke. I know I wasn't gentle—"
Sasuke grabbed Naruto's wrist weakly. "Stop apologising. I'm not fragile. I could have stopped you at any point."
The guilt eased, though concern remained. Naruto brought Sasuke's hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. "I know. But I'm still going to take care of you."
Picking up the shampoo bottle, he poured a liberal amount into his hand. His fingers were gentle as they worked through Sasuke's tangled, sweat-matted hair, massaging his scalp in slow circles. It felt incredible, and Sasuke let himself drift, boneless and safe.
"Will you eat something? Maybe some soup?"
"Yes." Though he was uncertain about whether his stomach would cooperate.
"Okay. Let's get you out and into clean clothes first."
Naruto supported most of Sasuke's weight, wrapping him in the softest towel they owned and patting him dry with painstaking gentleness. Every touch to his oversensitive skin made Sasuke shiver, but not unpleasantly.
"Hold on." Settling Sasuke carefully on the closed toilet lid, Naruto disappeared for a moment and returned with a pair of ice pants; specialized underwear designed for Omegas after heats or ruts, with built-in pockets for ice packs.
He helped Sasuke step into them carefully, pulling them up slowly. When the cold gel packs made contact with Sasuke's swollen flesh, he hissed, his whole body tensing.
"Just give it a minute. It'll feel better soon." Naruto's hands stayed gentle on Sasuke's hips.
And it did. After the initial shock, the cold started to numb the worst of the soreness and reduce the swelling. Sasuke let out a relieved breath.
"Okay, I admit it, you were right about buying these."
"Told you so." A kiss pressed to his forehead.
Naruto grabbed one of his own shirts and helped Sasuke into it. The fabric fell to mid-thigh, and the scent of it made Sasuke's Omega settle even more contentedly.
"Come on." Naruto lifted Sasuke again.
He carried Sasuke to the living room this time, settling him on the couch surrounded by pillows and covering him with his favorite blanket.
"I'll be right back." A kiss to Sasuke's temple. "Just heating up some soup."
Sasuke watched him go as his eyes closed. His body still ached but it was more of a dull ache now and the satisfied thrum was still there.
When Naruto returned with a bowl of miso soup, he sat beside Sasuke and carefully fed him small spoonfuls. Sasuke's hands were shaking too badly to hold the spoon himself, but he didn't mind. There was a deep satisfaction in being cared for like this, in Naruto's devoted attention.
He managed about half the bowl before his stomach protested.
"I think I need a nap."
"Sleep." Naruto arranged the pillows so Sasuke could lie down comfortably. "I'm going to deal with the bedroom. I'll be right back. Okay?"
"Don't be long."
Naruto's expression softened. "I won't. I promise."
He pressed one more kiss to Sasuke's forehead.
"I love you. Rest now."
"I love you too."