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Below the Belt
A oneshot NaruSasu fic. Really not my best work, but it is something new, written just for this community. I'll do better next time, I swear.
Title: Below the Belt
Warning: This fic represents a couple firsts for me. First of all, I’ve never done a slash without KakaIru, and secondly, I’ve never written PWP…until now.
Yes, that’s right. Guys having sex with other guys, for no discernable reason. Rated M for mature. Oral sex and liberal use of kage bunshin no jutsu. Don’t like it, don’t read.
That’s about all. Wait, forgot to mention, this is NaruSasu. This is written specially for the new livejournal community, shinobi-sex, although I might post it on aarinfantasy, being the review-whore that I am. Now, onward MARCH!
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Below the Belt
Sasuke’s whole dilemma started off with ramen, but then again, so did everything involving Naruto, so ramen’s role in Sasuke’s dilemma wasn’t much of a surprise.
The day had started out pretty normally for the two now jounin. They had woken up in their shared bed, Sasuke wrapped up in every scrap of blanket and Naruto with limbs fling out in every direction. They had untangled themselves and dressed in their normal clothes: Sasuke in his melodramatic black, Naruto in his ‘I’m a target’ orange. They even made it down the hall of the Uchiha Mansion without a problem. Then, breakfast happened.
Sasuke had known that Naruto was going to be angry, of course. He wasn’t dumb or anything. The avenger dove into his cereal as soon as the pair of them reached the kitchen and prepared himself for Naruto’s wrath.
It took Naruto a few minutes to discover that every last noodle of his precious ramen had disappeared without a trace. He was still only half awake when he opened the cabinet and groped around blindly for an instant cup. The full implication of the empty cabinet didn’t register immediately. Instead, Naruto trudged drearily around the kitchen, searching for his ramen in the most unlikely places: under the refrigerator, in the light fixture, inside of the blender, down Sasuke’s pants (although, for the last, Sasuke expected that Naruto wasn’t really looking; he just couldn’t resist walking past him without coping a feel). All in all, it took nearly eight minutes before the screaming started.
“Sasuke-teme! Where’s my ramen!” Naruto screeched. “What have you done with it?”
“I tossed it out. It’s not healthy for you to eat that crap every meal.” Sasuke reasoned. Surely his lover was mature enough at age twenty to accept the logic of the situation. Naruto growled and tackled him.
“Make the ramen come BACK, Sasuke!” Naruto snarled.
Sasuke shook his head. He was just concerned about the dobe’s health! No wonder he had shunned emotional connections for so long, if this was the thanks he got!
Suddenly, as if nothing was amiss, Naruto extracted himself from Sasuke and sat down at the table. He began to spoon Sasuke’s half-bowl of cereal into his mouth. Sasuke stared in confusion.
“I’m going to need my energy if I want my revenge.” The blond kyuubi explained. “I’ll get you for this, teme. You’ll be sorry you ever touched my ramen!”
Sasuke had a feeling that his day was going to be going downhill from here…
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That was how Sasuke’s dilemma had started, and why. The when and where had come a few hours later, after morning training. Both Sasuke and his boyfriend were on their ways to becoming members of ANBU, so they were stuck going to ANBU training classes during the nicest parts of the afternoon. The when and where of Sasuke’s dilemma was in the back corner desk in the basement of Konoha Academy, smack in the middle of Shizune’s class on emergency medical care.
Uchiha Sasuke prided himself on always being prepared for any situation. He knew that it was only a matter of time before Naruto extracted some sort of revenge from him, but it hadn’t even occurred to him that it would happen in a room full of ANBU hopefuls and the Hokage’s closest advisor, damnit!
He hadn’t noticed anything strange at first. The youngest Uchiha had been staring off into space, minding his own business and thinking how nice it would be if he and Naruto were training outside right now, instead of listening to Shizune babble on about what to do with severed limbs. Then he felt a light touch ghost around his thigh and retreat. Sasuke looked around, startled. Nothing looked out of place in the classroom; his peers were either spacing out, like himself, or listening eagerly like Sakura was up at the front of the room. Naruto was sleeping innocently in the seat next to his. ‘It must have been my imagination.’ He decided.
The second touch was less hesitant than the first, a bold stroke down from his inner thigh to his knee. He looked down and saw a flash of orange and yellow. He stole a glance at the ‘sleeping’ Naruto beside him, who kept his eyes closed but gave him an evil foxy smirk.
Damn Naruto and his cloning jutsu (and damn him for finally learning stealth and only using it against his allies, never his enemies!) The clone under the desk started using both hands now, and his touches became caresses. Clone Naruto’s fingers brushed against Sasuke’s cock. Sleeping Naruto gave a fake snore to cover Sasuke’s gasp.
The touches were starting to affect Sasuke. He usually kept a tight rein over his reactions, and this wasn’t going to be the exception. Besides, he’d realized the big flaw in Naruto’s scheme. Clones were easy to get rid of. The avenger pulled a kunai from his weapon pouch and, careful to time his attack with a particularly loud snore from Shikamaru, struck out at the offending doppelganger’s wandering hand.
Instead of the normal pop and puff of smoke, there was only a pinpoint of blood left to show for Sasuke’s effort.
But that meant…that meant…
Sasuke looked at the Naruto that ‘snoozed’ beside him. It opened one eye and winked at him. Damn. Naruto hadn’t sent the clone under the desk to do his dirty work- he’d left the thing in plain view and gone to do the job himself!
And oh, great Hokage, how much chakra did he have, to be able to fill up a clone so that not even he could sense the difference? Just the thought of the raw power Naruto possessed made Sasuke tremble. And knowing that that Naruto, not some weakling clone, was the one touching him under the desk made all that self-control Sasuke had been priding himself on fly out the window. He became hard almost instantly.
Naruto turned his head up under the desk and flashed Sasuke a cocky grin that revealed his sharply pointed teeth. The blond reached slowly up to the Uchiha’s zipper and made a grand show of unzipping it (silently, Sasuke was thankful for that at least). As he freed Sasuke’s erection from his shorts, the kyuubi eyed it hungrily and licked his lips.
‘This is for my ramen.’ He mouthed at a helpless Sasuke, before he leaned forward and took the full length of Sasuke’s penis into his mouth.
‘At least that big mouth is good for something.’ Sasuke thought vaguely, before Naruto’s burning hot tongue made all thoughts dissipate.
“Sasuke-kun, pay attention please!” Shizune scolded. Her voice brought him back to reality. He snapped his head up and stuttered out an apology.
“Sorry sensei!” he squeaked. She eyed him suspiciously for a second (‘No wonder,’ he thought to himself as he thought of what he must look like), before turning back to her slideshow of gory battle injuries.
Naruto pulled his head away and Sasuke almost whimpered as the cold air from the classroom rushed around his wet cock. His legs wrapped around Naruto of their own accord and drew him close to his chilled extremity. Naruto gave him another one of his wicked smiles and touched the tip of his tongue to Sasuke’s head. Sasuke’s legs tightened around him. The blond continued to lick and nip at his cock and Sasuke concentrated on not gasping or moaning or panting or making any of the other myriad of sounds that Naruto elicited from him every night.
Sasuke was sure he was getting close to climax and Naruto hadn’t shown any signs of stopping. In fact, he seemed to be sucking more fiercely. Damn! He was serious about this revenge business. The dobe was planning on making him come hard, right in the middle of class! Sasuke didn’t know how he was supposed to stay quiet when it happened. If he was struggling now, what would he do when he climaxed?
Damnit! He was Uchiha Sasuke, genius shinobi! He wasn’t going to let that damned Uzumaki win! He unwrapped his legs and started pushing Naruto’s head away from his lap. Ha, that wasn’t so har-ohgodohgod, what was Naruto doing with his tongue? Naruto attached himself to Sasuke with new vigor, and the resistance drained out of Sasuke. The next time he looked down at Naruto, his legs were wrapped firmly around him again. Damn! Well, if he couldn’t stop Naruto, he resolved to not make a sound.
Sasuke’s new resolve suddenly quit when Naruto’s fingers crept back into play, caressing the other ninja’s balls lightly. He wouldn’t be too loud, he decided.
When Naruto started taking Sasuke fully into his mouth again, the avenger knew volume was going to be a problem. His suspicion was confirmed when Naruto began vibrating his fucking throat!
Sasuke needed a diversion, and he needed one fast. He scanned the room in a panic, finally fixing his gaze on Inuzuka Kiba, who was sleeping three rows in front of him. The desperate Uchiha rummaged though his pouch, found an ordinary sewing needle, and threw it at his classmate. Kiba woke up with a yelp.
“Who the fuck was that!” he roared. Responding to his master’s outrage, Akamaru stirred from under Kiba’s desk and jumped out, growling. The combined noise from the huge beast and the dog-man caused an eruption of confusion in the class. Everyone began shouting at once, the students trying to figure out what was going on, Shizune trying to get everyone quieted down. During the height of the commotion, Sasuke let go and came abruptly in Naruto’s waiting mouth. His lover swallowed it quickly and licked the traces of his mischief from his lips.
Naruto must have decided that he’d tortured Sasuke enough, because he did tuck his spent cock back into his pants while Sasuke was still slumped back in his chair, panting heavily. He gave Sasuke’s member a tiny kiss and patted it lovingly before finally zipping Sasuke’s shorts up again. Sasuke was going to kill him for being so condescending! Right after he killed him for being so evil… Either way, as soon as class was over, Naruto was dead!
With movements so fast that Sasuke couldn’t even follow them without his sharingan, Naruto switched places with the clone seated at his desk and dispelled the clone. No one in the classroom noticed. Shizune managed to get them all quieted down again. Naruto made a big show of waking up, stretching his arms, and yawning.
“Hey, Shizune-nee-chan, I need to use the bathroom.” He said.
“Naruto-kun, class will be over in-” the poor medic started, but Naruto was out of the room before she could finish.
Sasuke cursed Naruto’s cowardly retreat, but swore he’d track him down and make him pay…
…that was, until he found the note. Neatly tucked into his pocket, the note was causing Sasuke quite a dilemma. The message was pretty short: “Meet me in the bathroom and we’ll finish what we started”, with a few dirty diagrams to clear up any confusion about what start and finish Naruto was referring to.
Now, Sasuke’s dilemma was simple. Should he track Naruto down and kill him, or meet up in the bathroom and see what other tricks with his mouth Naruto had been holding back from him.
Well, the answer was pretty clear. He was an avenger, after all.
…except, diagram 3-A looked pretty appealing…
No! He was an avenger! Revenge was his only goal in life! Base needs like lust were nothing to his kind!
Revenge didn’t have a big, hot mouth, though, nor talented, explorative hands. And revenge definitely didn’t have diagram 3-A…
Sasuke could get revenge any time, he decided. Vengeance was overrated anyways. He ran to the bathroom the second the bell rang to meet Naruto.
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(And just a little extra, for my amusement more than anything else)
The little academy students heard strange noises coming from the basement of their school building. They asked a blushing Iruka-sensei what it was.
“Um…that is…uuhh…” Iruka stuttered.
“It sounds like the basement is haunted!” One boy shouted excitedly.
“Yes, that’s it! It’s haunted. Everyone should stay away from there!” Iruka shouted.
The little children nodded. They ran out as soon as Iruka released them and began to spread their tale to their friends. Soon, the entire student body was convinced the basement was haunted. It would be years before the legend would fade and the children would set foot anywhere near it.
Sasuke and Naruto, oblivious to the years of psychological damage they were causing, continued fucking each other into the bathroom stall in the basement.
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Bleh. That’s it. The end. Not writing anything else with this. It’s not that great, but I did write it in only two hours. I realized that PWP doesn’t work for me, because everything I write is either humorous or angsty, and because I need some semblance of plot. Oh well, lesson learned. I’ll stick with actual stories from not on. Hope it wasn’t too awful.
~Demonrubberducky
A oneshot NaruSasu fic. Really not my best work, but it is something new, written just for this community. I'll do better next time, I swear.
Title: Below the Belt
Warning: This fic represents a couple firsts for me. First of all, I’ve never done a slash without KakaIru, and secondly, I’ve never written PWP…until now.
Yes, that’s right. Guys having sex with other guys, for no discernable reason. Rated M for mature. Oral sex and liberal use of kage bunshin no jutsu. Don’t like it, don’t read.
That’s about all. Wait, forgot to mention, this is NaruSasu. This is written specially for the new livejournal community, shinobi-sex, although I might post it on aarinfantasy, being the review-whore that I am. Now, onward MARCH!
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Below the Belt
Sasuke’s whole dilemma started off with ramen, but then again, so did everything involving Naruto, so ramen’s role in Sasuke’s dilemma wasn’t much of a surprise.
The day had started out pretty normally for the two now jounin. They had woken up in their shared bed, Sasuke wrapped up in every scrap of blanket and Naruto with limbs fling out in every direction. They had untangled themselves and dressed in their normal clothes: Sasuke in his melodramatic black, Naruto in his ‘I’m a target’ orange. They even made it down the hall of the Uchiha Mansion without a problem. Then, breakfast happened.
Sasuke had known that Naruto was going to be angry, of course. He wasn’t dumb or anything. The avenger dove into his cereal as soon as the pair of them reached the kitchen and prepared himself for Naruto’s wrath.
It took Naruto a few minutes to discover that every last noodle of his precious ramen had disappeared without a trace. He was still only half awake when he opened the cabinet and groped around blindly for an instant cup. The full implication of the empty cabinet didn’t register immediately. Instead, Naruto trudged drearily around the kitchen, searching for his ramen in the most unlikely places: under the refrigerator, in the light fixture, inside of the blender, down Sasuke’s pants (although, for the last, Sasuke expected that Naruto wasn’t really looking; he just couldn’t resist walking past him without coping a feel). All in all, it took nearly eight minutes before the screaming started.
“Sasuke-teme! Where’s my ramen!” Naruto screeched. “What have you done with it?”
“I tossed it out. It’s not healthy for you to eat that crap every meal.” Sasuke reasoned. Surely his lover was mature enough at age twenty to accept the logic of the situation. Naruto growled and tackled him.
“Make the ramen come BACK, Sasuke!” Naruto snarled.
Sasuke shook his head. He was just concerned about the dobe’s health! No wonder he had shunned emotional connections for so long, if this was the thanks he got!
Suddenly, as if nothing was amiss, Naruto extracted himself from Sasuke and sat down at the table. He began to spoon Sasuke’s half-bowl of cereal into his mouth. Sasuke stared in confusion.
“I’m going to need my energy if I want my revenge.” The blond kyuubi explained. “I’ll get you for this, teme. You’ll be sorry you ever touched my ramen!”
Sasuke had a feeling that his day was going to be going downhill from here…
NxS NxS NxS NxS NxS NxS NxS NxS NxS
That was how Sasuke’s dilemma had started, and why. The when and where had come a few hours later, after morning training. Both Sasuke and his boyfriend were on their ways to becoming members of ANBU, so they were stuck going to ANBU training classes during the nicest parts of the afternoon. The when and where of Sasuke’s dilemma was in the back corner desk in the basement of Konoha Academy, smack in the middle of Shizune’s class on emergency medical care.
Uchiha Sasuke prided himself on always being prepared for any situation. He knew that it was only a matter of time before Naruto extracted some sort of revenge from him, but it hadn’t even occurred to him that it would happen in a room full of ANBU hopefuls and the Hokage’s closest advisor, damnit!
He hadn’t noticed anything strange at first. The youngest Uchiha had been staring off into space, minding his own business and thinking how nice it would be if he and Naruto were training outside right now, instead of listening to Shizune babble on about what to do with severed limbs. Then he felt a light touch ghost around his thigh and retreat. Sasuke looked around, startled. Nothing looked out of place in the classroom; his peers were either spacing out, like himself, or listening eagerly like Sakura was up at the front of the room. Naruto was sleeping innocently in the seat next to his. ‘It must have been my imagination.’ He decided.
The second touch was less hesitant than the first, a bold stroke down from his inner thigh to his knee. He looked down and saw a flash of orange and yellow. He stole a glance at the ‘sleeping’ Naruto beside him, who kept his eyes closed but gave him an evil foxy smirk.
Damn Naruto and his cloning jutsu (and damn him for finally learning stealth and only using it against his allies, never his enemies!) The clone under the desk started using both hands now, and his touches became caresses. Clone Naruto’s fingers brushed against Sasuke’s cock. Sleeping Naruto gave a fake snore to cover Sasuke’s gasp.
The touches were starting to affect Sasuke. He usually kept a tight rein over his reactions, and this wasn’t going to be the exception. Besides, he’d realized the big flaw in Naruto’s scheme. Clones were easy to get rid of. The avenger pulled a kunai from his weapon pouch and, careful to time his attack with a particularly loud snore from Shikamaru, struck out at the offending doppelganger’s wandering hand.
Instead of the normal pop and puff of smoke, there was only a pinpoint of blood left to show for Sasuke’s effort.
But that meant…that meant…
Sasuke looked at the Naruto that ‘snoozed’ beside him. It opened one eye and winked at him. Damn. Naruto hadn’t sent the clone under the desk to do his dirty work- he’d left the thing in plain view and gone to do the job himself!
And oh, great Hokage, how much chakra did he have, to be able to fill up a clone so that not even he could sense the difference? Just the thought of the raw power Naruto possessed made Sasuke tremble. And knowing that that Naruto, not some weakling clone, was the one touching him under the desk made all that self-control Sasuke had been priding himself on fly out the window. He became hard almost instantly.
Naruto turned his head up under the desk and flashed Sasuke a cocky grin that revealed his sharply pointed teeth. The blond reached slowly up to the Uchiha’s zipper and made a grand show of unzipping it (silently, Sasuke was thankful for that at least). As he freed Sasuke’s erection from his shorts, the kyuubi eyed it hungrily and licked his lips.
‘This is for my ramen.’ He mouthed at a helpless Sasuke, before he leaned forward and took the full length of Sasuke’s penis into his mouth.
‘At least that big mouth is good for something.’ Sasuke thought vaguely, before Naruto’s burning hot tongue made all thoughts dissipate.
“Sasuke-kun, pay attention please!” Shizune scolded. Her voice brought him back to reality. He snapped his head up and stuttered out an apology.
“Sorry sensei!” he squeaked. She eyed him suspiciously for a second (‘No wonder,’ he thought to himself as he thought of what he must look like), before turning back to her slideshow of gory battle injuries.
Naruto pulled his head away and Sasuke almost whimpered as the cold air from the classroom rushed around his wet cock. His legs wrapped around Naruto of their own accord and drew him close to his chilled extremity. Naruto gave him another one of his wicked smiles and touched the tip of his tongue to Sasuke’s head. Sasuke’s legs tightened around him. The blond continued to lick and nip at his cock and Sasuke concentrated on not gasping or moaning or panting or making any of the other myriad of sounds that Naruto elicited from him every night.
Sasuke was sure he was getting close to climax and Naruto hadn’t shown any signs of stopping. In fact, he seemed to be sucking more fiercely. Damn! He was serious about this revenge business. The dobe was planning on making him come hard, right in the middle of class! Sasuke didn’t know how he was supposed to stay quiet when it happened. If he was struggling now, what would he do when he climaxed?
Damnit! He was Uchiha Sasuke, genius shinobi! He wasn’t going to let that damned Uzumaki win! He unwrapped his legs and started pushing Naruto’s head away from his lap. Ha, that wasn’t so har-ohgodohgod, what was Naruto doing with his tongue? Naruto attached himself to Sasuke with new vigor, and the resistance drained out of Sasuke. The next time he looked down at Naruto, his legs were wrapped firmly around him again. Damn! Well, if he couldn’t stop Naruto, he resolved to not make a sound.
Sasuke’s new resolve suddenly quit when Naruto’s fingers crept back into play, caressing the other ninja’s balls lightly. He wouldn’t be too loud, he decided.
When Naruto started taking Sasuke fully into his mouth again, the avenger knew volume was going to be a problem. His suspicion was confirmed when Naruto began vibrating his fucking throat!
Sasuke needed a diversion, and he needed one fast. He scanned the room in a panic, finally fixing his gaze on Inuzuka Kiba, who was sleeping three rows in front of him. The desperate Uchiha rummaged though his pouch, found an ordinary sewing needle, and threw it at his classmate. Kiba woke up with a yelp.
“Who the fuck was that!” he roared. Responding to his master’s outrage, Akamaru stirred from under Kiba’s desk and jumped out, growling. The combined noise from the huge beast and the dog-man caused an eruption of confusion in the class. Everyone began shouting at once, the students trying to figure out what was going on, Shizune trying to get everyone quieted down. During the height of the commotion, Sasuke let go and came abruptly in Naruto’s waiting mouth. His lover swallowed it quickly and licked the traces of his mischief from his lips.
Naruto must have decided that he’d tortured Sasuke enough, because he did tuck his spent cock back into his pants while Sasuke was still slumped back in his chair, panting heavily. He gave Sasuke’s member a tiny kiss and patted it lovingly before finally zipping Sasuke’s shorts up again. Sasuke was going to kill him for being so condescending! Right after he killed him for being so evil… Either way, as soon as class was over, Naruto was dead!
With movements so fast that Sasuke couldn’t even follow them without his sharingan, Naruto switched places with the clone seated at his desk and dispelled the clone. No one in the classroom noticed. Shizune managed to get them all quieted down again. Naruto made a big show of waking up, stretching his arms, and yawning.
“Hey, Shizune-nee-chan, I need to use the bathroom.” He said.
“Naruto-kun, class will be over in-” the poor medic started, but Naruto was out of the room before she could finish.
Sasuke cursed Naruto’s cowardly retreat, but swore he’d track him down and make him pay…
…that was, until he found the note. Neatly tucked into his pocket, the note was causing Sasuke quite a dilemma. The message was pretty short: “Meet me in the bathroom and we’ll finish what we started”, with a few dirty diagrams to clear up any confusion about what start and finish Naruto was referring to.
Now, Sasuke’s dilemma was simple. Should he track Naruto down and kill him, or meet up in the bathroom and see what other tricks with his mouth Naruto had been holding back from him.
Well, the answer was pretty clear. He was an avenger, after all.
…except, diagram 3-A looked pretty appealing…
No! He was an avenger! Revenge was his only goal in life! Base needs like lust were nothing to his kind!
Revenge didn’t have a big, hot mouth, though, nor talented, explorative hands. And revenge definitely didn’t have diagram 3-A…
Sasuke could get revenge any time, he decided. Vengeance was overrated anyways. He ran to the bathroom the second the bell rang to meet Naruto.
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(And just a little extra, for my amusement more than anything else)
The little academy students heard strange noises coming from the basement of their school building. They asked a blushing Iruka-sensei what it was.
“Um…that is…uuhh…” Iruka stuttered.
“It sounds like the basement is haunted!” One boy shouted excitedly.
“Yes, that’s it! It’s haunted. Everyone should stay away from there!” Iruka shouted.
The little children nodded. They ran out as soon as Iruka released them and began to spread their tale to their friends. Soon, the entire student body was convinced the basement was haunted. It would be years before the legend would fade and the children would set foot anywhere near it.
Sasuke and Naruto, oblivious to the years of psychological damage they were causing, continued fucking each other into the bathroom stall in the basement.
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Bleh. That’s it. The end. Not writing anything else with this. It’s not that great, but I did write it in only two hours. I realized that PWP doesn’t work for me, because everything I write is either humorous or angsty, and because I need some semblance of plot. Oh well, lesson learned. I’ll stick with actual stories from not on. Hope it wasn’t too awful.
~Demonrubberducky
