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— Hey Sasuke, you gonna go to Sakura’s party? — The blonde rolled across his boyfriend’s huge bed; it was scorching hot outside but Sasuke’s AC was seriously a lifesaver.
— Hm, don’t know, are you going? — He just glanced at the blonde before turning his attention back to his computer.
— Yeah, it’ll be fun, you should come. — Bored out of his mind, he kicked the pillows back and forth. He’d been staring at the neat corners of the room for hours now, wondering how Sasuke could be so uptight. A little pout formed on his lips from not getting any attention.
— I don’t like parties. — His fingers flew across the keyboard, making satisfying clicking sounds that the blonde found oddly nice to listen to.
— Then what do you like? — He muttered, rolling his eyes. Sasuke sighed as a victory screen popped up, then swiveled his chair toward the bed.
— You want me to go with you? — Confused by the other’s annoyed look, he suggested calmly, slowly rolling his chair closer.
— If you don’t wanna go then don’t. — He kicked at the bed, miffed at Sasuke’s lack of focus.
— Come on, I said I’d go. — He put his hands over the blonde’s and stroked them gently.
— Don’t bother. — He buried his face in the sheets, hiding his triumphant smile.
— I never understand what you want. — He huffed, running his hands through those golden locks carefully.
— It’s not hard, I can tell you. — He lifted his face slightly, cheeks flushed pink. Sasuke looked at him expectantly, waiting for an answer.
— Spit it out, idiot! —
— I want you right under me with your legs up in the air. — It didn’t take Sasuke long to figure out what he was talking about.
— You little shit! — He pushed Naruto’s head back into the sheets, muffling his uncontrollable laughter.
— H-Hey! — He pulled Sasuke’s pale hand toward him, bringing his boyfriend’s body closer. — What do you say? — Before Sasuke could react, Naruto stole a kiss from him.
— Go to hell! — He pushed him away, scowling.
— So mean! — He put on a dramatic show. — You bastard, you’re gonna pay for that! — He tugged Sasuke fully onto the bed; honestly, he never could tell if the dark-haired guy was just really light, or if Naruto had gotten stronger from all his gym time.
— Don’t you dare! — He pointed a finger at him, but the blonde didn’t even care — he’d already positioned himself between Sasuke’s legs.
— I know you like it. — He grinned mischievously, placing his hands just below the Uchiha’s armpits.
— Naruto! — He tried to defend himself but it was no use — the blonde had already started tickling him. He laughed uncontrollably, his whole body buzzing from the touch. — Y-You idiot! I’ll kill you! — He tried to say clearly between fits of giggles.
— You’re not in any position to say that. — He watched the gorgeous smile spread across Sasuke’s face — he looked so beautiful when he smiled, like he was glowing. His hands kept tickling, making the pale body beneath him tremble and squirm with delight.
— S-Stop already! I-I can’t take it anymore! — Gasping for breath, he begged, shielding himself with his arms.
— I got what I wanted — you under me with your legs up. — He smirked, watching the other catch his ragged breath.
— Hey boys, want something to eat? — Itachi opened the door without warning and walked in on a pretty compromising scene.
Sasuke was bright red, with tiny tears streaming down the corners of his eyes, struggling to breathe and shaking all over. And on top of him sat Naruto — his expression shifting from satisfied to horrified in an instant.
— Itachi!! — He scrambled off Sasuke’s slender body immediately. — I-It’s not what it looks like! — He waved his hands frantically back and forth; in Naruto’s mind, nothing could be worse than this.
Sasuke was Itachi’s little angel — like fine porcelain just waiting to crack. And every time they’d talked, Itachi had always said how Sasuke was his “innocent little baby.” Naruto really didn’t want to shatter that image his boyfriend’s brother had of him.
— I think I’d better head back downstairs — the brownies might burn. — He closed the door quickly, leaving the blonde on the verge of tears.
— H-Hey?! I swear it’s not like that! — Still on the bed, he stared desperately at the now-closed door. His heart was racing a mile a minute and he was pretty sure his jaw had hit the floor.
— Obviously it’s not what it looked like. — He huffed, annoyed at his idiot boyfriend’s stupidity.
— How can you be so sure?! That looked really suspicious! — Tears welled up in his blue eyes. His relationship with Itachi would be ruined if he found out what Naruto did with his precious innocent angel.
— Do you have any brain cells?! — Naruto pleaded for an explanation, eyes watery. — You moron, we’re still fully dressed! — He looked down carefully and realized — yeah, it didn’t look bad at all when they still had their clothes on.
— You’re right! Oh thank god! — He leaned back down over Sasuke’s lean body.
— Jeez! I don’t get why you were so panicked. — He adjusted his legs, pulling the other into a comfortable cuddle.
— How was I supposed to look him in the eye?! I’d never be able to come over here again! — His face was still a little down as he nuzzled against Sasuke’s soft shirt.
— What nonsense. — They sat in silence for a few short minutes, just enjoying being close to each other.
Naruto breathed in his boyfriend’s scent — it was so nice; he could spend hours just like this, soaking in that leafy smell he’d never been able to name.
— You know what I want now? — He stroked the blonde’s hair gently. Naruto just mumbled a “hm?” in response. — For real though… I want to have sex with you. — Those blue eyes shot open in surprise, and he caught sight of Sasuke’s flushed face — his dark eyes crinkled slightly, probably from embarrassment.
— Really? — The mood shifted instantly. The sheets wrapped around them, a cool gentle breeze floating through the room. Sunlight peeked through the curtains, casting a cinematic glow over everything — it was perfect.
— Yeah. — He pulled the tanned face closer and kissed him slowly, full of longing.
When they pulled apart, Naruto whipped his shirt off and tossed it to the floor without a second thought, then started undressing Sasuke too. He left a trail of kisses along his neck and pale chest — skin that marked so easily.
Naruto kissed Sasuke’s thin lips hungrily; as the kisses grew more intense and slow, both of their lips turned pink and swollen.
— What’s taking so long…? — The dark-haired guy’s voice was low and urgent as he whispered right by Naruto’s ear — he couldn’t resist.
— You’re pretty impatient today. — He grinned, sliding his hands down to pull off Sasuke’s dark pants, ready to finish what they’d started.
Before he could focus on the lower half, he left a few more hot kisses, running his hands over all the sensitive spots he knew so well — the back of his neck, his nipples, the insides of his thighs. Sasuke moaned softly in response, squirming a little against him.
— Here you go boys, luckily the brownies— — Itachi’s eyes practically popped out of his head, and the tray he was holding nearly slipped from his grasp at what he saw. Clothes were strewn all over the floor, his half-naked little brother was pinned beneath that blonde troublemaker — who was staring back like a deer in headlights.
Naruto felt his breath vanish the second he heard the door open. His mind went completely blank and he had no idea how to react. If things hadn’t looked bad before… well, now they definitely did.
— Itachi! Knock before you come in! — Sasuke threw a pillow at the door, forcing his brother to close it again. He pressed his face against Naruto’s muscular chest, mortified beyond belief — his ears were so hot they felt like they might catch fire.
— I thought I made it clear I’d be back with the brownies! And next time, lock the damn door! — He yelled, his voice muffled from the other side.
— I don’t think I’ll ever be able to come here again. — Naruto’s face was pure terror — his worst fear had just come true. Now he’d be Itachi’s number one enemy.
— Probably for the best. — The dark-haired guy knew his brother well enough to know that image would mess with him for a while — and Naruto would be the target of his anger.
Naruto felt his phone buzz with a text notification. He grabbed it quickly, still completely horrified by everything.
Itachi: We’ll be talking about this later.