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We’re just friends, Sasuke reminded himself firmly as he closed the door to his apartment behind him. Naruto was already inside, his scuffed shinobi sandals in a haphazard pile by the door. Sasuke placed both their shoes neatly in the shoe cupboard. When he looked up, Naruto had his head in the fridge. Sasuke had to stop himself from staring at his friend’s ass, outlined perfectly in those outrageous orange pants as Naruto bent forward. No! That’s now why he invited Naruto here. They were just going to watch a movie. That was all. Shikamaru and Choji watched movies together all the time. They were normal friends. Sasuke and Naruto could be normal friends too. The kissing and the touching thing last week had been a fluke, surely. “You smell good,” Naruto had said that night, in the alley behind the Ichiraku. It had been followed by a moment of weakness. Or rather, several moments of weakness, and pleasure, and…no. Sasuke cleared his mind. Tonight there would be nothing like that. Just because Naruto was an alpha and Sasuke was an omega, and just because they had some kind of innate connection, that didn’t mean that they were doomed to live according to their impulses. Coming back to Konoha was supposed to be a new start. The last thing Sasuke needed was to get tangled up with Naruto–it could put his entire future at risk.
“Can I eat these?” Naruto asked, grinning and completely unaware of Sasuke’s internal battle. He held up a half-eaten plate of muffins that Sakura had dropped off a few days ago. Sasuke had been glad for the gift at first, but then he tasted them and discovered what the rest of Konoha already knew; Haruno Sakura was a terrible cook. In the interest of trying to be a nicer person, Sasuke had kept his face neutral as he choked one down, then put the rest in his fridge “for later” and forgotten about them.
“We just had ramen, how are you hungry?” Sasuke asked.
“Mmm ‘lways hmgry,” Naruto said with a mouth full of muffin. He was comfortable here as he seemed to be everywhere. Sasuke envied that, a little bit. Sasuke felt uncomfortable almost everywhere, and with everyone–except Naruto. With Naruto, Sasuke could let his guard down.
“Well hurry up, you can’t eat on my bed,” Sasuke said. His voice wasn’t nearly as sharp as it might have been if someone else was eating a bunch of half-burnt and undersweetened muffins out of his fridge.
Naruto froze, but Sasuke only rolled his eyes. “I don’t have a couch, dumbass,” he said, motioning around the small apartment. Naruto’s face flushed and he laughed, his mouth still full of muffin. Sasuke’s stomach swooped with a sudden bout of nerves. Perhaps it had been a mistake not to consider how intimate it would be to lay on a bed with Naruto for the length of a movie.
He pushed the thought aside and turned to fiddle with the television, which had come with the apartment and had a built in video player. Sasuke had bought a stack of used tapes on a whim a few months ago but never bothered to watch any. He shuffled through them until he found the one Naruto had mentioned wanting to see and fed it into the slot. There was a soft whirring noise, a few clicks, and then the movie started. The picture was surprisingly good, though the sound was a bit tinny.
While Naruto polished off the rest of the disgusting muffins, Sasuke carefully arranged his pillows along the wall so that they could sit up on the bed. It would give them a good view of the television in its built-in cabinet, and avoid the implied intimacy of laying in a bed, which might otherwise give Naruto, and Sasuke’s dick, the wrong idea.
Unfortunately, Sasuke’s dick already had the wrong idea. From looking at Naruto’s ass earlier to frantically trying not to think of the other things that could happen in his bed with Naruto, he most definitely had the beginnings of an erection–and even worse, he could feel the warm discomfiting sensation of slick wetting his underwear. Shit. Hopefully Naruto wouldn’t notice.
As if on cue. Naruto bounded over and dove onto the bed like a kid doing a bellyflop into the pool. He landed on his stomach, grinning eagerly up at Sasuke. “I’ve never been to your apartment before, you know! I don’t have a television at all, but Iruka-sensei says I can have his old one when he moves, whenever that is.”
Sasuke rolled his eyes at Naruto’s immaturity and settled himself at the head of the bed as he had originally intended. “You’ll be able to see better from over here.”
“Oh, right,” Naruto blushed and laughed again, and then, to Sasuke’s horror, began crawling on his hands and knees towards Sasuke. The sight sent an intense thrill of panic and arousal through Sasuke–but then Naruto was sitting beside him, chatting about another movie in this series he’d watched with Lee.
Sasuke listened to the inane babble as he tried to calm himself, only to have another uncomfortable spike of arousal when he noticed how close Naruto was to him–the bed was very narrow. Now, side-by-side at the head of the bed, they were practically touching. The musky alpha scent of him filled Sasuke’s nose, and his erection grew enough that if Naruto looked, he would definitely be able to tell that Sasuke was turned on. He grabbed a blanket and pulled it across his lap to hide the bulge in his pants. Now he knew: this had definitely been a mistake.
As the movie began, Naruto’s chatter died down and they watched together, like two totally normal friends. Sasuke thought that the movie, a cheesy historical action flick that took place during the warring clans period, was mediocre at best, but Naruto seemed riveted. Personally, Sasuke cared as much about the movie as he did about Sakura’s hair-care routine–not at all. Instead, Sasuke found himself watching Naruto more than the movie, admiring his friend. The breadth of his shoulders as he pointed at something on the television, the earnest half-grin that revealed his joy just to be here with Sasuke, and his piercing blue eyes that danced cheerfully in the light of the small screen. And, even moreso, his intoxicating scent. They were sitting so close that every movement, every moment, filled the space between them with the scent of alpha. Earthy, enticing, and masculine, being surrounded by that scent made the process of calming Sasuke’s arousal a fruitless task. If anything, he was more turned on now than before. He could only hope that Naruto didn’t notice. And for a while, he didn’t.
“Sasuke?” Naruto asked half an hour into the movie. This interruption was not like the others; he coughed slightly and his cheeks flushed, but he avoided looking directly at Sasuke.
“What?” Sasuke asked. There was no way that Naruto could see the bulge of his erection, covered up by the blanket, but Sasuke had been staring at him intensely.
“Are you…ah…” he rubbed the back of his head, tilted his head, and looked at Sasuke. Sasuke glared at him.
“What?” Sasuke demanded, impatient.
“Your scent is…really strong. It’s kinda distracting.” He glanced at the movie, then back at Sasuke, whose heart sank like a paper boat in a rainstorm.
His scent. Of course. Naruto might not be able to see the bulge in Sasuke’s pants, or the growing wet spot of slick in his underwear, but he was probably giving off a strong omega scent, and with his arousal would come a large dose of omega pheromones. Was that why Naruto’s scent was so strong? Was he reacting to Sasuke’s pheromones?
“I can’t help it,” Sasuke said, his embarrassment making voice sharper than he intended. When he’d been with Orochimaru, the Sanin had given Sasuke suppressants to keep his scent and libido under control, but now, back in Konoha, he’d been dealing with his natural hormones. He wasn’t used to it yet, and he wasn’t sure how to act. “You can leave if you want,” he added defensively, but as soon as he said that, he regretted it. He did not want Naruto to leave.
Fortunately Naruto didn’t leave. Instead, he closed up into himself, his gaze going pointedly back to the movie. He pulled his arms in and crossed them over his chest, and his scent, so strong just a moment ago, mellowed slightly. Seeing him like that–rejected and armored–-cracked Sasuke’s heart open, and he groaned in annoyance at himself. Fuck. Wait, no, not fuck. He was not going to fuck Naruto. Damn. But he couldn’t leave him like that. Sasuke knew how it felt to be rejected, and he never wanted his friend to feel that again.
“Come here,” Sasuke growled. Some of the spark came back to Naruto’s eyes at Sasuke’s command, and he didn’t resist in the slightest when Sasuke pulled him into a kiss. Naruto’s lips were chapped, and parted, and perfect. It was just like Sasuke remembered from last week, and from years ago when they were teenagers, and he never wanted it to end. If he could drown in Naruto’s eyes, then he could suffocate in his kiss. Besides, nothing bad could happen if they kept it to just kissing. No omega ever got pregnant from just kissing.
Naruto’s hand slid up the back of Sasuke’s neck and the kiss deepened, and Sasuke felt like he couldn’t live without tasting every inch of Naruto’s mouth, and jaw, and neck. Sasuke’s cock was as hard as it had ever been, still confined in his pants, and was forced to discard the blanket and rub his hand against his pants to placate that aching need. He wondered if Naruto was hard, if he’d been working to control himself this whole time as well–and got his answer when Naruto grabbed Sasuke’s hand and moved it to his own bulging pants. Shit. Sasuke gasped against Naruto’s kiss. Naruto was indeed hard, and so big. The outline of it under Sasuke’s palm was longer than his hand, and thick. An alpha cock, Sasuke realized, his heart rate picking up at the thought.
“What about the movie?” Naruto asked. He glanced at the screen, which showed yet another action sequence.
“Forget the stupid movie,” Sasuke growled. There were more important things to do now. His hole was leaking with more slick than he’d ever had in his life, and his hand was groping at Naruto’s cock through his pants and Naruto–fuck–Naruto wanted him.
Sasuke pulled Naruto down on top of him, clutching his ass as he ground their clothed bulges against each other, humping helplessly but unwilling to do more than that. The scent was overwhelming–familiar, sexy, alpha–it all ran together in Sasuke’s head, making his brain spin and his heart race and he couldn’t get enough of it. He sucked hard on Naruto’s neck until Naruto moaned pitifully, his hands scrabbling at Sasuke’s waistband, obviously eager to repeat their encounter from the previous week, to touch him and stroke him until–Sasuke shivered at the memory, bright and clear in his otherwise fuzzy mind.
Finally Naruto’s hand managed to slip into his pants and underwear, down past the jut of Sasuke’s hip bone, to wrap around Sasuke’s cock, just as it had in that alley behind Ichiraku. This time, however, it wasn’t enough. Sasuke wanted to do the same to Naruto. He wanted to feel the soft skin of that alpha cock under his own palm, wanted to feel it pressed against his thigh, his stomach, everything.
“Take off your clothes,” Sasuke said, his voice firm. In an instant, Naruto sat back on his haunches and ripped off his shirt so quickly that Sasuke wouldn’t be surprised if he’d used chakra to assist, before unbuttoning his pants at a more normal speed. Sasuke sat up and peeled off his own shirt more slowly, admiring Naruto’s smooth chest and rippling abs. When Naruto shimmied out of his pants and underwear, Sasuke was momentarily caught off guard by the sight of Naruto’s cock–he knew it was big when he groped at the bulge, but seeing it was something else. Long and thick and red, the quiescent knot at the base was more obvious than Sasuke had imagined. Even his balls were big, hanging between Naruto’s muscled thighs. And another surprise; Naruto’s groin was groomed. The blonde hair wasn’t shaved, but it looked as if it had been clipped short.
Sasuke laid back and lifted his hips to pull his own pants and boxers down. He wasn’t usually self-conscious, but Naruto’s eyes were locked onto Sasuke’s body, his lips parted and his shoulders tensed as if he’d been waiting his whole life for this moment–which was absurd, as Sasuke knew himself to be nothing special. Sasuke’s dick was average for an omega, serviceable and not overly large. He had never bothered to shave himself, and the dark hair was stark against the pale skin of Sasuke’s thighs and the ruddy pink of his erection. Naruto breathed out a long-held breath and gingerly put his hands on Sasuke’s hips.
“Kiss me,” Sasuke demanded, and Naruto, as before, dove to obey, settling between Sasuke’s knees and enveloping him in another deep, satisfying kiss. Their cocks touched briefly, sending a thrill like an electric shock through them both, then they were sliding and grinding between their stomachs, squelching with precum as they kissed, and kissed, and kissed. There was no harm in just kissing, after all.
*
“We should stop,” Sasuke groaned after a while. They were in dangerous territory, naked and grinding, their cocks pressed between their sweaty bodies, the near-fucking motions growing more and more frustrating even as their pleasure mounted. Naruto’s scent was all over Sasuke, and Sasuke’s slick was all over Naruto. It was wonderful. It was maddening. Sasuke really, really wanted to do more than just kiss, but he knew that they really, really shouldn’t.
“Yeah,” Naruto agreed. He pulled back as if to retreat, but as he did so his cock slipped down, pressed against Sasuke’s slick-soaked hole and then past it, into Sasuke’s asscrack. They both froze, this new position even more precarious than the last. Finally, Sasuke arched his back slightly, and Naruto’s thick shaft rubbed against Sasuke’s hole again. They both groaned, and neither of them pulled away.
Sasuke shifted slightly, and another zing of pleasure rushed through him at the feel of Naruto’s cock right there, practically poised to enter him. If he shifted just a little bit, if Naruto’s hips were just slightly lower…“Fuck, I want you in me,” Sasuke whispered. It was embarrassing to admit it out loud but here, just the two of them, their naked bodies entwined, the desperation made it impossible to keep the words in. It would be unthinkable to say that to any other person in the world, but with Naruto it was different. With Naruto it was impossible to be too close.
“What if I just put the tip in?” Naruto suggested. His hips lurched, causing his cock to again rub ruthlessly along the crack of Sasuke’s ass, spreading slick into a delicious mess between them. Sasuke felt dizzy with pleasure, with need.
“Yeah,” Sasuke agreed. Surely there would be no harm in that. Neither of them would come from just the tip going in, but it would feel so good. Sasuke desperately wanted Naruto inside him, and he knew that Naruto wanted it too. He kissed Naruto hard, nipping at his lower lip, imagining how incredible it would feel.
“Yeah,” Naruto echoed Sasuke’s assent, then reached down between them and pressed the tip of his cock to Sasuke’s entrance. Sasuke held his breath and closed his eyes as the head of Naruto’s cock pushed into him. He gasped at the feeling, the fullness, the pleasure.
“More,” Sasuke commanded, arching his hips up to take Naruto deeper. “More!” Naruto obeyed, slowly stretching Sasuke open, his arms trembling with the effort–not from moving, but from holding back. He stopped when he was halfway in, but Sasuke gripped Naruto’s firm asscheeks and pulled him towards himself, deeper and deeper until their hips were flush, Naruto’s heavy testicles resting against Sasuke’s ass. Naruto moaned, and Sasuke sighed–-it felt incredible to be filled up so much, so fully. No toy could replicate the heat of Naruto’s cock, the heaving of their chests only inches apart, Naruto’s soft breaths on his neck, the glowing blue of oceans that were in those eyes.
“I’m all the way in,” Naruto told him. There was awe in his voice. Neither one of them moved, but they merely held each other. It was incredible, how Naruto could be so big–bigger than anything Sasuke had imagined–and yet exactly the right size.
“As long as you don’t move, we’re not really fucking,” Sasuke reasoned before he pulled Naruto’s head down to his for a kiss. It started out gently, slanted lips and soft affection, but the feeling of Naruto’s entire alpha cock inside him, filling him, was driving Sasuke wild. The kiss grew bolder, his hand fisting in Naruto’s hair, his whole body shivering from the feel of being so full but still so unsatisfied. His hand snaked down between them to touch his own cock. Precum oozed from the tip, and Sasuke’s body tensed when he wrapped his fist around the shaft.
No sooner had Sasuke begun to stroke himself when Naruto yelped. “Sasuke!” Naruto broke the kiss with a panicked gasp.
“What?” Sasuke asked, annoyed at the interruption. He opened his eyes and continued to stroke himself, breathing and tensing, his pleasure building. Naruto’s cock was still in him, big and perfect and deep, neither one of them were moving–what could be the problem?
“You’re—it’s–” Naruto panted heavily, as if he’d just used chakra to run up the side of a mountain. “You’re squeezing me!”
Sasuke’s brow furrowed and he took a good look at Naruto’s face. It was red and sweaty above him, and his eyes were wild, as if he’d been ambushed while weaponless and out of chakra. But Sasuke was only touching his own cock, not really squeezing, and how could that matter to Naruto? Or did he mean…down there? Sasuke tensed his core again, and Naruto let out a ragged moan. Oh. Whenever he stroked his own cock, his core tensed, and his inner walls squeezed around Naruto’s cock. It felt desperately good for Sasuke, and it seemed to feel just as good for Naruto–perhaps too good.
“I can’t help it,” Sasuke said. He didn’t want Naruto to pull out, but he didn’t want to stop stroking his own cock either. Both of those things were making his body sing and hum with pleasure like he’d never experienced before. He tried repositioning his legs, but Naruto’s cock accidentally shifted out a few inches, then back in when Sasuke settled back down. Naruto gasped again, and Sasuke groaned.
Oh fuck. The friction felt amazing. Sasuke squeezed his core again in response. Naruto was shaking now, probably with the effort of holding himself back. The scent of alpha was stronger than ever, and the air felt almost electric between them.
“Sasuke, please...” Naruto moaned. He tucked his face into the crook of Sasuke’s neck, his tongue lapping at the sweat there, at the scent glands that were filling the room with omega pheromones. Sasuke didn’t want to stop, but sex with an alpha was risky. If Naruto were to cum inside him, there could be disastrous consequences.
“Can you pull out before you cum?” Sasuke asked.
“I think so,” Naruto said. His face was red and sweat beaded his brow. He held himself up over Sasuke, earnest and sweet. “I’m not in rut.”
They stared at each other for a moment, and then Sasuke decided. They had gone this far, what could it hurt to keep going a little bit more?
“Okay,” Sasuke said. “Fuck me until you’re about to cum.”
Naruto didn’t need to be told twice, he buried his face in Sasuke’s neck again and his hips bucked, pulling back slowly and then spearing swiftly back into Sasuke’s heat. His lips and tongue worked at the most sensitive spot on Sasuke’s neck, the place where an alpha would mark and bond his omega, and part of Sasuke wished that Naruto would just hurry up and bite him, bond them, and be done with it. They were so perfectly compatible, and his cock felt so good inside Sasuke. Why had he been so against fucking anyway?
The movement felt even better than just being filled, and Sasuke’s nervous system was on fire with the feel of Naruto’s huge cock sliding in and out of him. He abandoned his own dick in favor of holding on to Naruto’s neck, grunting with the pleasure of each thrust. It didn’t seem possible for Naruto to be so deep inside him, for them to fit so perfectly together. The pleasure built upwards in a spiral towards the heavens, like chakra gathering for a chidori, like stormclouds gathering for lightning.
“Sasuke!” Naruto groaned. His thrusts were faster now, harder. There was no denying it–they were fucking in earnest now.
“Don’t stop–!” Sasuke’s voice was a command, the storm inside of him building so high that it was almost unbearable, so tense that he might shatter, so immense that nothing else existed besides himself and Naruto and this moment between their bodies. He reached down and took hold of himself again, frantic and desperate.
“I can’t–” Naruto protested, but his plea was drowned out by Sasuke’s shout.
Sasuke came hard, cum spraying from his cock as Naruto continued to fuck him, panting and gasping. Sasuke’s ankles were locked at the small of his alpha’s back like a taijutsu hold, and his orgasm went on and on, like nothing he’d ever felt before, the release after the storm. Pleasure radiated through him like the deep vibrations of a temple gong. His heart was racing and sweat dripped from his brow. Sasuke never felt so full, so complete, so wanted before. He felt as if he was floating, as if there was nothing in the universe except their entwined bodies and the pleasure of completion.
The euphoric feeling lasted for several blissful seconds, until Sasuke realized that Naruto’s hips stopped bucking, and he caught sight of the look on Naruto’s face–pleasure, surprise, horror. “Sasuke–I’m sorry–” Naruto’s face was pale, his eyes wide even as his entire body shivered with bursts of pleasure. “I’m not in rut, I didn’t think–”
Realization slid through Sasuke like a katana parting his intestines as he felt the hot pulsing of Naruto’s knot wedged inside his hole. Sasuke had never been knotted before. He never wanted to be knotted. He was an omega, and a knot meant a pregnancy, it meant the continuation of his clan’s curse, the end of everything for him.
“You were supposed to pull out!” Sasuke spat, his panic turning to anger. “What the fuck!?”
Naruto flinched at the sharp words, and Sasuke immediately regretted his outburst. He closed his eyes, his misery at odds with the pleasure still ringing through every nerve in his body.
“I couldn’t stop,” Naruto said, pathetic and forlorn. “I didn’t think I’d knot since I’m not in rut, and by the time I knew, it was too late.” His voice was small, his brow furrowed. “Is it…that bad?”
Sasuke let himself slump back onto the bed and looked away. He didn’t know, not really. And this…well, with the benefit of post-nut clarity, Sasuke could admit that it had taken many mistakes on both their parts to get to the point of an accidental knotting. Even the idea of it was absurd. Accidental knotting? That kind of thing belonged in the pages of a smutty novel, not his real life.
“I don’t know,” Sasuke said. He closed his eyes and tried not to feel guilty about how good it felt to be knotted…at least, to be knotted by Naruto. The fullness, the waves of pleasure, the heat of it, the smell. Sasuke had always imagined that being knotted would be uncomfortable, or disgusting, but it wasn’t. Being tied to Naruto like this was incredible. It was everything he never knew he wanted.
Sasuke looked back up at Naruto’s worried gaze and grazed his fingers over one pale whiskered cheek. “It’s not your fault,” he said, and he meant it. “I’m not mad at you.”
“It’s my knot,” Naruto said, “My cum. My fault.” He hung his head until his forehead was resting against Sasuke’s chest. “I’m sorry.” He sounded so wretched that it made Sasuke’s own ironclad heart splinter.
“Shut up,” Sasuke said, but this time it was gentle. He ran his hand through the short blond hair at the nape of Naruto’s neck. “I wanted your knot so bad I practically begged for it.”
Naruto mumbled something incoherent and shifted his hips slightly, sending stabs of pleasure through them both. They were stuck like this for who knew how long. Sasuke wasn’t even aware that an alpha could make a knot outside of a rut, but then, he hadn’t been concerned with such things until recently, when he returned to Konoha.
“How long will this last?” Sasuke asked. He continued to run his fingertips along Naruto’s body, down his chest and ribs, across his abdomen, towards the place where they were joined. Sasuke’s cock was there as well, still hard and soaked in cum from his earlier orgasm.
“Ehh..five minutes or so,” Naruto said. “During rut, anyway. I don’t know about today.” His gaze followed Sasuke’s fingers, and he gingerly reached for Sasuke’s cock. When Sasuke didn’t protest, he wrapped his hand around it and began to stroke gently.
Sasuke shivered. It was almost too much, combined with the pressure from the knot and the sensitivity from his previous orgasm. He wasn’t sure if he’d be able to come again, but he allowed Naruto to stroke him anyway.
“You’re so sexy ya know,” Naruto breathed, his fingers slow and reverent at first, then picked up the pace when Sasuke closed his eyes and parted his lips. “I can’t believe we’re doing this.”
“Me either,” Sasuke said, his lips quirking into a smile. He could feel another orgasm building, quickly this time, the pleasure pulsing in time with Naruto’s cock inside him, with the rhythm of Naruto’s hand around him. He squeezed his core tight, fisted his hand into the sheets, and gasped as he came again, like an aftershock from a powerful earthquake rocking him to his center. Naruto pressed his other hand over Sasuke’s chest, feeling his racing heart, and Sasuke grasped it tightly as he came down from that peak, panting to catch his breath.
Before he was all the way recovered, however, Naruto shifted above him. His knot had gone down enough that he was able to pull out, though cum still oozed in pulsing waves from the tip, and from Sasuke’s hole. Sasuke expected Naruto to get up and clean up, but instead Naruto bent forward and took Sasuke’s entire cock into his mouth.
“Ahh fuck Naruto!” Sasuke arched and gasped at the sudden heat and wetness, at the strange pressure and suction and squeezing. “I just came—” he trailed off and gripped Naruto’s hair tight as the alpha began to fellate him, sucking and bobbing quickly around Sasuke’s already oversensitive cock. Sasuke felt as if he might fly apart into a million pieces, but he didn’t want Naruto to stop. This orgasm hit him like a long wave, cresting over him and bringing pleasure that was a kind of relief. He pulsed inside Naruto’s mouth and Naruto swallowed, keeping Sasuke in his mouth until every last drop was spent. When he pulled back at last, his eyes were worried.
“Was that okay?” Naruto asked. In response, Sasuke pulled Naruto’s face towards him for a deep kiss. It was salty, and Naruto seemed tired now, and the mess between them was more of a puddle than anything, but Sasuke hardly cared. If this was how Naruto acted when they were just having sex, how much more intense would it be to do this when Sasuke was in heat? The thought sent a thrill through Sasuke, along with a prickle of jealousy. He knew that Naruto had shared his rut with other people. That was unacceptable. Sasuke pulled him into a tight, slippery embrace.
“We have to get on birth control before we do this again.” Sasuke said.
“You want to do this again?” Naruto’s voice was high and bright with hope.
“And you can’t fuck anyone else,” Sasuke said, his voice more sharp than he intended.
“I don’t want anyone else, you know,” Naruto said eagerly. “And I am on birth control. Iruka sensei made me get a check up and meds and stuff. He said I’m too young to have kids, even if I’m an adult.”
“You’re on birth control?” Sasuke pushed Naruto up and off of him slightly, glaring. “Why didn’t you say so?”
“Uhhh…” Naruto’s eyes narrowed to confused squints. “I don’t know. I thought you knew?”
“Why the hell did you think I didn’t want to have sex?” Sasuke asked, exasperated.
Naruto sat up and rubbed the back of his head. “Because you don’t like me that way? Or cause you’re a virgin?”
Sasuke’s face flushed with embarrassment and irritation. He was a virgin. Or he had been, until just a few minutes ago. But that wasn’t why he didn’t want to have sex!
“It’s because I don’t want kids,” Sasuke said firmly.
Naruto’s face lit up. “So you do like me that way?”
“Shut up,” Sasuke said, instead of answering, but he could feel the flush in his cheeks. He sat up and winced at the feel of so much fluid leaking out of him. “We need to clean up so we can fuck again, properly this time.” If there was no chance of getting pregnant, Sasuke wanted to fuck Naruto and enjoy it. He wanted to ride that alpha cock until the sun came up and people started wondering where they were.
Naruto beamed like a puppy just offered a juicy steak. “Again?”
“Shut up,” Sasuke repeated, but he was smiling despite himself.
Naruto, practically vibrating with excitement, yelped with joy. “I’m going to make you cum at least three more times tonight you know,” he promised.
Sasuke was looking forward to it.
In the background, the movie’s credits played over tinny old-fashioned music.