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The water barely shivers when Sasuke slides out of his seat, moves behind the blond. Two hands on Naruto's shoulders now, kneading and rubbing, a little too hard to be comfortable, and making absolutely no effort to avoid the marks he left, that still haven't disappeared.
For a moment, Naruto is tense, head lifted as if ready to turn around and question him on his motives. Or push him away. Or, god forbid, thank Sasuke for "being nice." But then he sighs and closes his eyes. He must be really, really tired... It's his fault for abusing Kage Bunshin so badly. Sasuke's hands slip under the water, make their way down his back.
Naruto doesn't react again until Sasuke's hands reach his hips. "What are you doing?" he asks, like he doesn't know.
Sasuke leans against his back, body to body, cheek pressed against wet blond hair. "I'm going to fuck you. You're going to like it. Now shut up."
Naruto, wonder of wonders, does. Sasuke leans back a little to frown at his bowed head, nonplussed.
Under the weight of his gaze Naruto squirms a little, but it's mostly so he can turn his face away from him. The tip of his visible ear is red.
"Oi." Sasuke pokes him in the ribs, feels Naruto's muscles twitch.
"What? I thought you wanted to top. So top."
He even adds in a fake yawn. Sasuke starts scowling. "You're not going to sneak by on a technicality, damn it."
Naruto tries to buck him off, halfheartedly. "I don't even know what that means!" But he sounds guilty.
"Coward."
Naruto rears back, harder this time. Water sloshes out of the pool. Sasuke hooks Naruto's ankle with his foot and leans on Naruto's back with all his weight, pushing him back down against the edge of the pool. An elbow bumps into his ribs; he was braced for it, though, and the water cushions the impact. He bites down on a shoulder, tightens his hold on Naruto's body until Naruto wheezes and his struggles slow down.
They weren't even fighting for real.
"Bastard," Naruto protests tiredly, panting.
"I'm not the one going 'Oh, you didn't really top me, I let you top me.'"
Naruto growls, but the loud and frantic denial Sasuke was poised to counter doesn't happen. "... Well." He mumbles under his breath, turning his face again. "I guess you did kinda ... win today's spar. Maybe. So."
...Oh.
Naruto's curious.
Sasuke often gets hard, when he fights with Naruto (not that he would ever tell him -- he wears loose pants for a reason) but this time it's not mere 'my blood is already flowing fast anyway and it just so happens he's hot when he's punching at me'.
"Did I, now?" he repeats, amused, but his voice comes out a little breathy. The way Naruto makes a little 'ngh' noise as he hears, though, Sasuke doesn't mind the loss of control on his voice too much.
Actually.
It gives him a weird little twinge. It's not the sort of mood he was expecting -- the two of them roughhousing and trying to gain the upper hand as usual, only with real sex instead of tension sublimated into violence. It's more...
Naruto is... entrusting himself to him. He's nervous about it, and not sure how much it's going to impinge on his manhood -- as Sasuke would have been, had Naruto given him enough time to think that far before he was getting bowled over, that first night. But...
He leans forwards and whispers, "You want to know how it feels to have my cock inside you."
Naruto chokes on his breath. A shudder runs down his back. Sasuke tells himself firmly that he's not allowed to come before he even put it in. He's got to take care of Naruto first. He's got to make him like it. That's the way the game is played today.
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The water barely shivers when Sasuke slides out of his seat, moves behind the blond. Two hands on Naruto's shoulders now, kneading and rubbing, a little too hard to be comfortable, and making absolutely no effort to avoid the marks he left, that still haven't disappeared.
For a moment, Naruto is tense, head lifted as if ready to turn around and question him on his motives. Or push him away. Or, god forbid, thank Sasuke for "being nice." But then he sighs and closes his eyes. He must be really, really tired... It's his fault for abusing Kage Bunshin so badly. Sasuke's hands slip under the water, make their way down his back.
Naruto doesn't react again until Sasuke's hands reach his hips. "What are you doing?" he asks, like he doesn't know.
Sasuke leans against his back, body to body, cheek pressed against wet blond hair. "I'm going to fuck you. You're going to like it. Now shut up."
Naruto, wonder of wonders, does. Sasuke leans back a little to frown at his bowed head, nonplussed.
Under the weight of his gaze Naruto squirms a little, but it's mostly so he can turn his face away from him. The tip of his visible ear is red.
"Oi." Sasuke pokes him in the ribs, feels Naruto's muscles twitch.
"What? I thought you wanted to top. So top."
He even adds in a fake yawn. Sasuke starts scowling. "You're not going to sneak by on a technicality, damn it."
Naruto tries to buck him off, halfheartedly. "I don't even know what that means!" But he sounds guilty.
"Coward."
Naruto rears back, harder this time. Water sloshes out of the pool. Sasuke hooks Naruto's ankle with his foot and leans on Naruto's back with all his weight, pushing him back down against the edge of the pool. An elbow bumps into his ribs; he was braced for it, though, and the water cushions the impact. He bites down on a shoulder, tightens his hold on Naruto's body until Naruto wheezes and his struggles slow down.
They weren't even fighting for real.
"Bastard," Naruto protests tiredly, panting.
"I'm not the one going 'Oh, you didn't really top me, I let you top me.'"
Naruto growls, but the loud and frantic denial Sasuke was poised to counter doesn't happen. "... Well." He mumbles under his breath, turning his face again. "I guess you did kinda ... win today's spar. Maybe. So."
...Oh.
Naruto's curious.
Sasuke often gets hard, when he fights with Naruto (not that he would ever tell him -- he wears loose pants for a reason) but this time it's not mere 'my blood is already flowing fast anyway and it just so happens he's hot when he's punching at me'.
"Did I, now?" he repeats, amused, but his voice comes out a little breathy. The way Naruto makes a little 'ngh' noise as he hears, though, Sasuke doesn't mind the loss of control on his voice too much.
Actually.
It gives him a weird little twinge. It's not the sort of mood he was expecting -- the two of them roughhousing and trying to gain the upper hand as usual, only with real sex instead of tension sublimated into violence. It's more...
Naruto is... entrusting himself to him. He's nervous about it, and not sure how much it's going to impinge on his manhood -- as Sasuke would have been, had Naruto given him enough time to think that far before he was getting bowled over, that first night. But...
He leans forwards and whispers, "You want to know how it feels to have my cock inside you."
Naruto chokes on his breath. A shudder runs down his back. Sasuke tells himself firmly that he's not allowed to come before he even put it in. He's got to take care of Naruto first. He's got to make him like it. That's the way the game is played today.
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