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"Sasuke, please, come on," Naruto whined from his back. Sasuke had gotten up despite his struggle to keep them both in bed for the morning. He'd managed to kiss him senseless, and his hand had slipped up Sasuke's thigh only seconds before the guy ducked away.
"I'm going to work out," Sasuke said, impatiently. "No—lay back down. You're always throwing off my plans."
Naruto smiled a little as he stood, shaking off his arousal and drowsiness. He knew there was a way to get Sasuke to listen. Sometimes being plain stubborn worked.
"If you're working out, then I'm going with you," Naruto said.
"No, you're not. You'll just bother me the whole time by telling me you want to...suck me off, or something," Sasuke finished lamely, his face flushing again. Naruto knew it happened against his will and that was why it bothered him, but also Naruto kind of liked the color on Sasuke. It was refreshing, on his tan face, to see a little embarrassment where he usually held pride.
Naruto wet his lip. Sasuke was obviously already in the mood, Naruto now just had to...direct him, a little more. After a solid year of dating, Naruto had learned some very practical ways to convince him.
He tried to swallow down his grin. "I'll try not to, but, if I do end up talking about that kind of stuff by accident, you can't blame me. I mean, you left our bed in the middle of sex..."
"I didn't," Sasuke snapped. But he looked sicker with red cheeks. "we weren't even close to fucking."
"We were," Naruto insisted.
"We were not. It wasn't even on my mind."
"Don't lie," Naruto said with a widening grin. "I know it was. You only kiss me like then when you wanna do more."
"And what does 'more' entail? Enlighten me, Naruto, since you apparently know so goddamn much about what I feel."
That little jab had something hot curling in Naruto's chest. "More means you wanted to fuck," he said, crudely, watching Sasuke's embarrassment deepen. He did love making him react like that. The fact that he could without getting his throat slashed open was telling enough—Sasuke tolerated a lot from him. Naruto liked to think a part of him liked it, because one had to for him to allow it.
"Did I?" Sasuke said, retaining his drawn posture.
Naruto drew closer. Heat pounded through him, sizzling arousal being passed like fire from their words. It pooled in Naruto's stomach when Sasuke's eyes flicked down to his lips.
"Yeah," Naruto replied, breathily, warm lips meeting his before he could finish the rest.
Every little plan he'd had was picked apart as Sasuke's lips crashed into his, those hands slipping up into his hair to make him groan. Naruto let it happen, pushing back roughly—but there was an ankle wrapped around his heel, and when Sasuke shoved a little harder at his chest Naruto ended up with an eyeful of ceiling, his back crushed into the bed.
He tried sitting up but the was air stolen from him before he could comment on the dirty play. All he could do was kiss back—and Sasuke's hand suddenly cupped his buldge and all he wanted to do was kiss back. He let his complaints fizzle away.
"Fuck," Naruto said hotly when Sasuke pulled back a bit. He bared his throat, and Sasuke was quick to press his mouth to it, over and over and over... "I told you you wanted to fuck."
"Shut up," Sasuke said, one hand slipping underneath Naruto's shirt to pinch his nipple.
It burned. Naruto bit back a hiss of pain, biting his tongue and shoving hard at Sasuke's chest, making the other man roll over. He knew Sasuke was conceding to their positions shifting—and that was as hot as anything else. He loved that Sasuke felt he could release a little control, now. He'd been working on making the guy relax for months, initially with slow, loving sex, and now they were good enough that they could do...that. They could be rough. And Sasuke always loved it.
"Well?" Sasuke said, as Naruto had rolled him over and paused.
"Asshole," Naruto muttered with a small laugh, settled in between Sasuke's thighs, running his hands from his bent knees all the way up to the sensitive bit of his hip near the base of his cock, that he could tell still effected Sasuke, even through his pants. "You're so hot." Sasuke's eyes had closed for a second, his face tipped away.
"Do something," Sasuke demanded, hotly. He spread his legs more and Naruto wanted to devour him.
Naruto spread his hand just under Sasuke's shirt, lifting it up. He kissed along Sasuke's side and waist, dipping his thumb into his navel, pressing as he licked down lower, stopping where Sasuke's pants were.
"Say please," Naruto said with a grin. He made sure to look up at Sasuke—the guy always seemed to get hot from eye contact.
Sasuke clicked his tongue and looked away, the blush dusting his face turning cherry.
"No," Sasuke said, stubbornly. "Just do it."
"No," Naruto mocked, saying it the same way Sasuke did. He grunted as a hand fisted in his hair, and very strongly ignored the pit of heat that slipped down his cock at the stinging tug. "Ouch."
"Don't you ever shut up?" Sasuke asked as he drew Naruto up by the hair. Naruto hissed out a breath and moved up, hovering over Sasuke lest the asshole tear out all his hair. Before he could whine, Sasuke's lips were on his, desperate and hot. Naruto cupped his face and melted, holding Sasuke's jaw, his thumb pressing on the pulse of his throat.
After a moment Naruto made himself pull back. "You want more?" he asked, fighting a smile.
"Yes," Sasuke grumped, his glare deadly.
"Then say please," Naruto said, grinning wider. A punch landed on his arm and he yelped, because Sasuke was strong. "Ow! You—now you're not getting anything," Naruto breathed harshly, laughing hard as he was shoved onto his back again. His cock ached.
"I'm not begging," Sasuke said hotly, his bangs hanging by Naruto's face. Naruto vaguely wondered how Sasuke would murder him if he tugged him down by them.
"Why not?"
I—why would I?" Sasuke said, now frowning. His frown was very similar to his scowl.
"I'd find it hot," Naruto said, smiling a little at Sasuke's deepening flush and glare. "Is that a good reason?"
"No," Sasuke said. But Naruto could see his thoughts whirring, as he considered. "You'd like it?"
"Yeah," Naruto said. "I would."
Sasuke's confusion was back. "Why? It's embarrassing."
"That's not why. Completely. It's not about embarrassing you, it's...hard to describe. Its like, you'd never usually beg, but for me, you might. And that makes it..."
"Hot?" Sasuke supplied.
"Yeah," Naruto's voice was breathier. "That makes it hot."
Sasuke was stiff above him, poised like a cat with its claws on either side of his face. "Please," Sasuke finally said, gruffly.
That little word had Naruto flushing mildly, arousal sinking into his blood—he hadn't actually expected Sasuke to say it.
Sasuke's satisfied, small grin made him huff.
"It's that easy?" Sasuke said, his voice too pleased.
Naruto rolled his eyes with a grin. "I guess. I told you I'd find it hot."
"Please," Sasuke repeated, lower, then, his breath on Naruto's ear.
Naruto swallowed. Maybe he shouldn't have given Sasuke that power, because his embarrassment and enjoyment seemed to be winning out against Sasuke's pride.
"Thats—alright, then, what do you want?" Naruto replied, a little choked as Sasuke pulled back. His smile was wider.
"I want you to do more," Sasuke said. He slid off of Naruto, sitting back against the headboard on the bed, his knees drawn up with his legs deliciously spread. "Come here."
All Naruto could do was comply. Sasuke looked so damn good, and with that tone and pleading Naruto was helpless. He moved closer, crawling until he was in front of Sasuke.
"What else do you want?" Naruto asked hoarsely.
"Suck me off," Sasuke replied. He considered Naruto for a second and tacked on a, "Please."
Naruto was going to pass out from arousal if Sasuke used that word one more time. "Say it like you mean it," he tried.
Sasuke rolled his eyes, and then he was locked onto Naruto's, his gaze hooded and the picture of sex. "Please," he said, low and drawled, the words cupped to come off strong yet obviously wanting.
"Fuck that's hot," Naruto said, before yanking down Sasuke's pants.