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Naruto hated fighting.
As stubborn as he was, Sasuke was even worse, and his boyfriend’s refusal to ever be the one to cave only made Naruto angrier. He didn’t even know what their argument was about—something stupid about the “right” way to load the dishwasher—but this time, he would absolutely not be the one to apologize first.
The only problem was that he was horny as fuck and Sasuke wouldn’t give him any goddamn privacy.
“Why are you working in bed?” Naruto tried to keep his voice light. He’d really been counting on Sasuke finishing up in the kitchen like usual.
Sasuke didn’t so much as look up from his laptop, continuing to type away at a lightning speed that was somehow both elegant and mildly threatening. “Because I felt like it.”
“Okay…” Naruto unconsciously drew out the ‘o’ sound, his mind already formulating an alternate plan. He couldn’t use a shower as an excuse, he’d already taken one that morning. And the bathroom door’s lock was busted anyway. Why didn’t their stupid apartment have more rooms?
“Why, is me being here a problem for you?” Sasuke asked, his snide tone making Naruto’s irritation flare.
“No! I was just asking, for fuck's sake.” He stripped down to his boxers and tossed his dirty clothes into the hamper, subtly hiding his budding erection as he scurried to the bathroom.
“I’m taking a shit,” he announced, closing the door with a pointed click. Sasuke was weird about seeing each other on the toilet, so it should be enough to keep him away. Hopefully.
But of course, as soon as he leaned against the sink and started to fist his cock, the door flung open.
“Where did you put—” Sasuke froze, his gaze dropping to Naruto’s crotch with an unreadable expression. “Seriously?”
“What?” Naruto scoffed defensively, tugging the waistband of his boxers up, but the tip of his now fully-hard dick peeked out of the top. “I’m not allowed to jerk off?”
Sasuke opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again with a dark chuckle. Naruto tried not to think about how sexy he looked with his yellow-tinted computer glasses pushed on top of his head, leaving his face clear of the usual bangs that disguised half of it. His features were so unfairly symmetrical—his lips just the right amount of plump to make his constant scowling more cute than scary, his dark eyes an alluring enigma, his cheekbones that ought to be a national fucking treasure. All very, very unhelpful to his current state of horniness.
“This is why you didn’t want me working in bed?”
Naruto felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment. “It’s not my fault there’s no privacy in this shithole!” He moved to stomp past Sasuke, but his boyfriend’s hand shot out and grabbed his wrist. “Let me go—”
Sasuke tightened his grip and dragged him into their bedroom, shoving him toward the bed. “Lie down.”
Naruto blinked. “What?”
“Do you want to get off or not?”
“Uh—”
Sasuke stepped closer, placing a hand on Naruto’s chest and giving him another, gentler push. “Lie down.”
Still wary, Naruto slowly sat on the edge of the bed and laid back. This couldn’t be happening, could it? Sasuke wasn’t about to bite his dick off or something, right? He was still fretting when something silky slid over his eyes, blocking his vision. “What’re you—”
“Shut up,” Sasuke commanded, and Naruto’s mouth snapped shut despite his annoyance. He heard the sound of clothes rustling, a drawer opening, and then Sasuke’s mouth was on his cock, tongue rubbing against his frenulum with each bob of his dark-haired head.
“Oh fuck, Sasuke!” Naruto moaned, hands curling into fists at his sides. Sasuke hated having his hair touched when he was giving head and slipping up now would be sure to end whatever magical fantasy was happening right now. He dug his nails into his palms instead, groaning as Sasuke took him deeper and nimble fingers teased his balls and perineum. Fuck, all of the wet sucks and slurps had him reeling; he wished he could see Sasuke’s face, he loved when he got sloppy—his chin coated in saliva, lips swollen and red, eyes watering—
Just when his hips began bucking more and more wildly into the delicious heat of Sasuke’s perfect mouth, his boyfriend abruptly pulled away. “Nonono, Sas, please, I’m so close—”
“Didn’t I tell you to shut up?”
Naruto whimpered, ready to continue begging, but then he felt Sasuke’s bare thighs straddling him and his eyes grew wide beneath the blindfold.
Sasuke took his cock into a lube-slicked hand, then paused, his voice coming a little softer when he spoke again. “Are you green, Naruto?”
“Huh?” Naruto’s brain scrambled to make sense of Sasuke’s words. And then it clicked: he didn't normally like to be blindfolded. “Oh—yes, fuck, green, so fucking green, pleanngh—” His words muffled as Sasuke shoved some balled up clothing into his mouth. He had no time to protest before Sasuke lined up his dick with his hole and sank down, not even taking a breath before beginning to ride him hard. God, he was so fucking hot when he was pissed and determined to make Naruto's resolve crumble.
Naruto grasped Sasuke’s hips, shaking his head to spit the fabric out of his mouth. “Fuck, baby, you feel so good, aah...” He could tell Sasuke was trying to hold himself back, but soft moans still escaped his lips and each delicate sound sent a new shiver of pleasure raging through him. Suddenly he didn’t want to just get off, but to make Sasuke fall apart too. Despite all of the overwhelming sensations, a small part of him was imagining the smug look on Sasuke’s face when they finished and he couldn’t let him win, not again—
“No touching,” Sasuke gasped, sounding breathless as he snatched Naruto’s hands and pinned them above his head. He began to clench around Naruto’s cock each time his ass slammed down, an ecstasy he knew would make Naruto lose his mind.
And that was the final straw.
Naruto twisted his hands to grab Sasuke’s wrists and yank them away, then slipped off the blindfold, wrapped his arms around Sasuke, and flipped them over.
“Naruto—”
He shut him up with a rough thrust, lifting Sasuke’s hips to tuck a pillow beneath them before he drove into him again, pushing Sasuke’s knees almost to his ears so that he was all but folded in half.
“Fuck!” Sasuke cried out, his fingers flying into Naruto’s hair and gripping the golden strands tightly enough to make his scalp ache.
“Yeah? Is that good, baby?” Naruto made sure to grind against his ass the way Sasuke liked, reaching down to spread his cheeks and force himself even deeper, burying his cock as deep as possible. “You like being stuffed with my cock, don’t you?”
“S-shut up,” Sasuke moaned, dragging Naruto’s head closer to silence him with a violent kiss. He mercilessly sucked and nipped at Naruto's lips, teeth leaving deep imprints that he smoothed with his tongue.
“Mmm…” Naruto allowed it for a while, but continued when he quickened the pace of his thrusts. “You like it,” he repeated. “Say it.”
“Fuck you.” Sasuke glared up at him, dark eyes flashing challengingly. Unbeknownst to him, the look was offset by the medley of pinks painted like watercolors on the flawless canvas of his skin, much too stunning for any stinkeye to spoil.
Naruto grinned, sliding a hand up Sasuke’s chest to wrap around his throat. Sasuke’s breath hitched as Naruto gave it a slow, steady squeeze. “If you don’t like it, maybe I should stop?” He punctuated the threat with a particularly hard, deep thrust that made Sasuke’s eyes momentarily roll back.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” Sasuke hissed, lowering his legs to lock them around Naruto’s waist. He used the leverage to meet each thrust, smirking at the guttural groan he managed to pull from Naruto when he clenched his muscles around his cock again.
Fuck, the stubborn bastard. Naruto reluctantly pulled out, desperate not to come before Sasuke gave him something. He ignored Sasuke’s strong calves attempting to tug him back, simply shooting his frosty lover a dimpled smile as he twirled a finger around in the air. “Turn over.”
Sasuke’s glare intensified but he ultimately acquiesced, rolling onto his stomach with a huff. Still, Naruto felt how he trembled as his chest covered Sasuke’s back, his left arm snaking underneath so that Sasuke’s neck was in the crook of his elbow. “Good boy,” he murmured, taking great delight in the way Sasuke’s responding snarl turned into a high-pitched moan when his cock pushed into him again.
“Still don’t wanna admit you love being fucked?” He started fucking him hard but slow, his arm tightening around Sasuke’s throat until he heard his breaths stagger. “Love how my cock fills you up?”
“Nngh…” Sasuke pushed his hips back in a silent plea for more. “You wish,” he wheezed, his palms pressing flat against the headboard to stop his head from banging into it.
“Tch.” Naruto brought his other hand up and shoved two of his fingers into Sasuke’s mouth, his balls drawing up when Sasuke immediately sucked them in, laving his tongue over and between the digits. “Shit—”
It took all of his restraint to keep his pace slow with Sasuke moaning around his fingers, not willing to give him the satisfaction of making him lose control. Instead, he kissed the side of Sasuke’s head and brushed his lips over an ear. “D’you want me to come inside you, baby?”
Sasuke only moaned again, and though he knew what it meant, Naruto still removed the fingers from his mouth and traced them over the sharp line of his jaw. “I need to hear you say it.”
“Naruto…” Sasuke’s voice was warning, begging, but Naruto wouldn’t give in.
“I mean it, Sasuke.”
Sasuke let out a low, frustrated sound, and Naruto encouragingly snapped his hips forward a little faster—he almost had him—
“Fuck,” Sasuke choked out. “Yes, damnit, yes.”
Naruto bit his lip, shifting onto his knees and guiding Sasuke to do the same, leaving his upper body flat against the bed. He trailed a hand up the beautiful arch of Sasuke’s back before giving his ass a hard slap. “Yes what?”
“Ah!” Sasuke’s hands fell from the headboard, clutching the sheets instead. “Come inside me, usuratonkachi,” he finally panted, his knuckles white with tension. He emitted another cry as Naruto took hold of his dick, stroking him in time with his thrusts.
“Come with me,” Naruto whispered, the playfulness in his voice replaced by a genuine yearning for closeness. “Please, baby.”
“Yeah,” Sasuke gasped, haughty pretense dropping easier now that he’d already cracked once. “F-faster, fuck me faster—oh—yes, like that, fuck, Naruto!”
They came together with a shared groan, Sasuke’s body tensing beneath him before relaxing, spent and pliant. Naruto fell to one side, bringing Sasuke with him so that they were still back to chest. He kissed his favorite spot on Sasuke’s neck as his hand traveled up his chest and smeared the cum from Sasuke’s release over his skin. When Sasuke’s lips parted, he obligingly dipped his thumb inside, watching as Sasuke sucked it clean. Fuck…
Propping himself up on his other elbow, Naruto tilted Sasuke’s head and chased his thumb with a kiss, hungrily tasting Sasuke’s seed on his tongue. But the hunger faded and the kiss slowed, their lips moving together with more feeling than desire. A fragile vulnerability hung between them and Naruto’s heart twisted in his chest when he withdrew to find Sasuke’s eyes as open and unguarded as his own.
“I love you,” he promised, and Sasuke’s lips quirked as something like relief flit across his face. A relief Naruto didn’t understand because he would always love Sasuke, that was as unchangeable as the very laws of nature.
“I know.” Sasuke’s voice was quiet, pensive. “I’m sorry.”
Naruto’s jaw actually dropped. Sasuke rolled his eyes.
“Do you even understand why I was upset?”
“No?” Naruto admitted, wincing at Sasuke’s exasperated look. “You wouldn’t tell me! You just started unloading the dishwasher and suddenly got pissed off. I know I didn’t put the bowls in right, but—”
“It wasn’t that,” Sasuke sighed, his eyes falling shut. “My mug. The mug my mom gave me that I’ve told you a million times not to put in the dishwasher because the design would wash off…”
“Oh. Fuck.” Guilt crashed over him, swept him under, and drowned him in one fell swoop. "Tell me I didn't…"
"You did."
"Shit… I’m so sorry, baby.” He didn’t know what else to say. He knew how special that mug was to Sasuke, he couldn’t believe he’d done that. Sometimes he just did things so mechanically he didn’t realize he’d fucked up until after the fact. “Why are you apologizing to me, then? I’m the big, stupid idiot.”
Sasuke’s eyes opened and he flicked the middle of Naruto’s forehead. “True as that may be,” he smirked at Naruto’s pout, “I still should’ve talked to you.”
Naruto nodded slowly. “Yes. Communication is important,” he said sagely, laughing when Sasuke fixed him with an unimpressed stare. “I’m really sorry, Sas. If it makes you feel any better, you can hold this over me forever. Really, I’ll do whatever you want.”
“You already do whatever I want.”
Naruto’s mouth dropped open once more, scandalized. Sasuke raised his brows, daring him to disagree.
“Okay, fine, bastard. I get it, I’m your bitch, alright?” That made Sasuke laugh, the most incredible sound to ever exist, and Naruto thanked whatever god or celestial power or energy from the universe had deemed him worthy to have Sasuke as his. “So you aren’t mad at me anymore?”
Sasuke shrugged, turning fully onto his back and hooking his arms around Naruto’s neck, fingers twining through the dampened hair at his nape. “A little, but I can think of some ways you can repent.”
Naruto nuzzled against his cheek with a smile. “I’m listening.”