Temporary Misinformation

Title: Temporary Misinformation
Rated: R
Pairing: NaruSasu
Comments: I blame dedicate this bit of crazy fluffy smut on Toffee since it was originally her prompt from that drabble request entry that I posted ages ago XD. And I also thank her most excellent writing for inspiring me to write when I have been at an impasse for a long while now. ^^ Also, the title. Haha. And the quick beta. *luffs on super Toffee*

Uh…pretty much plot-less smut. Yep. XD I tried to keep it light-hearted because Sasuke and angst go hand in hand and it could have easily turned into something totally different XD.

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“So now what?” Sasuke paired the question with a condescending arc of his brow.

He smiled coolly as Naruto tossed him a glare and momentarily turned his back. Naruto slid the door shut, the dull thud sounding absurdly ominous. Sasuke resisted the urge to shift uncomfortably on the bed sheets.

He watched with a small measure of satisfaction the way Naruto’s shoulders tensed beneath his t-shirt, shifting minutely as if unsettled, before forcibly relaxing. Naruto turned back to face him and that minor bit of gratification was quickly dashed at the grin he was presented with.

It was the sort of smile Naruto wore when he knew something Sasuke didn’t.

Sasuke’s brows drew into a frown as Naruto approached. He leaned back on his arm and affected a casual air, which quickly fell through when Naruto placed one knee on the mattress. He told himself he was being unnecessarily edgy and lifted a hand to Naruto’s chest.

They had yet to enter unfamiliar territory. The weight of Naruto’s thighs settling across his lap, the rush of his breath against his mouth-they were things Sasuke was well acquainted with. This, at least, he could be certain about.

“Now,” Naruto said, blunt nails scraping lightly over the curve of Sasuke’s shoulders. “Stop frowning at me because it’s not much of a turn on.”

Sasuke’s frown deepened irritably. Naruto cocked his head and squinted thoughtfully at him. Sasuke felt the inane urge to fidget.

“Actually, you’re pretty hot when you’re mad,” Naruto said, leaning forward and leering at him. Sasuke shoved him off his lap.

“This is stupid,” he said, dusting off his pants, warm from Naruto’s body heat.

“Yeah, because you’re being stupid about it,” Naruto said, recovering easily from the brush off. He was quite used to such reactions from Sasuke.

They stood there staring at each other for several seconds before Naruto shrugged and reached for own shirt, pulling it quickly over his head and tossing it on the floor. Sasuke eyed him warily, on edge again. He didn’t like the fact that Naruto had the upper hand, having supposedly done this before. He had half a mind to knock the grinning moron on his ass again and leave with his dignity and virginity intact.

Except-and here he was certain Naruto’s lunacy had rubbed off on him-he didn’t actually want to leave. He wanted…well, he had yet to actually put what he wanted into literal words but the visuals were certainly there. To his acute aggravation, Naruto had helped give those visualizations form-as if prolonged contact with the blond idiot had suddenly made tangible the desires of a typical teenager that he had hitherto lacked. What need did a ninja have for personal desires anyway?

Naruto could argue this point until both their faces were blue (from bruising punches) but Sasuke still had his doubts.

“Okay, that expression means you’re thinking way too hard about this,” Naruto said, resettling himself in Sasuke’s lap and poking at his ribs. “Don’t think, Sasuke.”

“Not thinking might come naturally to you, but I’m-”

Naruto smashed his mouth rather clumsily against his. Hm, Sasuke thought distantly, he could deal with this. Kissing was something Sasuke had more than a little confidence in. He angled his head, hands skimming up Naruto’s bare sides. His fingers lightly kneaded the curve of muscles in his shoulders before twining around the mess of hair at his nape. His mouth moved gently but forcefully over Naruto’s, teasing him with the tip of his tongue.

Naruto let out a soft sigh against his lips. “See? Nothing to it…” he murmured, his eyes conveying his amusement.

He pressed their mouths together again, teeth nipping lightly before suddenly pushing forward with the entire force of his weight. Sasuke sprawled onto his back across the sheets, resisting the instinct to knee Naruto for jarring him. Naruto grinned down at him as he fumbled with Sasuke’s shirt, tugging it upward.

Sasuke pushed Naruto’s hands away impatiently and removed the shirt himself, tossing it to his left and then giving Naruto an expectant look.

Naruto rolled his eyes. “You’re ruining it. Just…” Naruto made an annoyed grunt and lowered his head, capturing Sasuke’s nipple between his teeth.

Sasuke’s hands convulsed around the bedding and he just barely restrained his knee from jerking upward into Naruto’s groin. He bit his lip to keep from groaning as he mused that ninja instincts weren’t always to his advantage, given the circumstances. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, releasing it through his nostrils before focusing his attention on what Naruto was doing.

Naruto’s teeth were pulling gently, carefully biting down before swirling his tongue and sucking hard at his nipple. Sasuke sank his teeth harder into his bottom lip, fingers clutching at the sheets. Where the hell had Naruto learned to do that? he thought. He supposed that that was what came with having a renowned pervert for a teacher-while he had been learning the different ways to kill without leaving visible marks, Naruto had been learning inconsequential ways to use his tongue.

He grudgingly admitted that perhaps they weren’t so inconsequential in certain situations as Naruto moved to apply the same attention on his other nipple. He might have learned such…techniques himself, he was certain, considering the sly remarks Orochimaru had made to him more than once. He had simply chosen not to avail himself of such lessons he had no interest in. Orochimaru had seemed far too eager a teacher in that respect; it had been unsettling.

And he seriously needed to stop thinking so much because he’d likely talk himself right out of doing anything at all. Although he wasn’t about to admit that to Naruto. Let the moron stew a bit.

He was jerked out of his thoughts when cool fingers slipped into the waist of his pants. Naruto, sensing how tense he’d suddenly become, placed light kisses down his stomach, free hand rubbing his side. He wasn’t some skittish colt, he thought with distaste. He pushed up onto his elbows to watch Naruto pull his pants down, lifting his hips so they could be pulled off completely, taking his underpants with them.

Naruto flashed him a token grin before-Sasuke’s eyes widened-grabbing his half-hard erection by the base and swallowing him down. Sasuke collapsed back onto the bed, eyes squeezed shut, teeth tasting blood in a vain attempt to retain some semblance of decorum even as his hips jerked up to Naruto’s bobbing head. It was all really quite undignified, he thought, and wondered, not for the first time, what the hell he was doing.

His hand lifted, fingers curling into Naruto’s hair. Naruto swatted half-heartedly at his hand before quickly giving that up in favor of sucking him as hard as he could so that Sasuke’s balls clenched in pain and pleasure with every upward motion of Naruto’s mouth. Sasuke’s back arched against his will, a small sound escaping his mouth as his fist tightened around coarse blond hair.

He flinched when Naruto’s teeth scraped over his length. His head shot up to glare at Naruto. “Oi, watch it, Uzumaki!”

“Fuck you, bastard. I’m the one doing this. Don’t complain.” His tongue swiped at the head as he continued to stroke him slowly. Sasuke tugged his head back into his lap impatiently, but it seemed Naruto was done.

“Turn over,” Naruto said, untangling his hair from Sasuke’s grip.

Sasuke glared at him through the veil of his lashes. “No.” He wasn’t at all enthusiastic about what came next.

Naruto gave him an impatient look and grabbed his hips, forcing him to turn. Sasuke made sure his heel smacked that blond head as he flipped over.

“Ow! You asshole,” Naruto muttered, before Sasuke felt a sharp sting on his bare backside.

Sasuke stiffened for all of a second before jumping to his knees and turning to tackle the idiot for even daring to…for actually…for having the gall-

Naruto had apparently anticipated the retaliation because he was flipped back onto his stomach, Naruto’s knee digging into the middle of his back to hold him down. Sasuke could not be kept down unless he chose to stay down. His chakra snapped through the air and Naruto yelped, knee loosening just enough for Sasuke to flip them both over and reverse their positions.

And then-Sasuke would have to reexamine how exactly it had happened a bit more closely later when he wasn’t quite so furious-Naruto managed to flip them both over yet again so that Sasuke was once again pinned to the bed, this time with Naruto’s palm digging into his back and his legs held down with Naruto’s and something decidedly not a kunai pressing into the crease of his buttocks.

“Naruto,” he said carefully. “I’m going to kill you when I get free.”

“Would you just fucking relax? Geez,” Naruto said, pushing harder into his back. “Do you want to do this or not?”

Sasuke stilled and clamped his lips shut. Naruto took it for acquiescence. Sasuke was simply biding his time. If he didn’t like it, he would just throw Naruto out the window. That ought to be a glaringly obvious enough sign that they would in fact not be doing anything of the sort.

And if he did like it…well… wasn’t that the whole point of the entire debacle?

“Now stay put,” Naruto said with an emphatic shove downward.

Sasuke’s eye ticked. Was the humiliation really worth the experience? He took a deep breath as Naruto moved behind him. It sounded like Naruto was removing his pants. He glanced over his shoulder. Naruto was indeed sans clothing. His lip curled in irritation as he watched the play of muscles across Naruto’s chest, the unruly locks of hair sticking up at all angles and those bright blue eyes that caught his gaze and filled with hunger and need, forcing him to look away-which was when he noticed that Naruto was pouring something into his hand from a small bottle.

“What are you doing?” Sasuke asked, tensing again.

“Preparing you,” Naruto answered simply. He crawled over Sasuke again, using his knees to push Sasuke’s legs apart.

Sasuke made to push himself up when Naruto’s hand came down on his back again, holding him down. “Naruto,” he hissed in warning.

“Shut up and just let me,” Naruto snapped before Sasuke felt those fingers, warm and slick, sliding between his buttocks. He went rigid. Naruto nudged him with his knee. “Relax, idiot.”

“Not fucking possible, dumbass.” Sasuke turned his face into the sheets, feeling infinitely foolish, as those fingers probed him from behind. He felt the immediate urge to clench down and push when one digit slipped inside him.

Naruto leaned over him, mouth pressing a kiss to his shoulder as another finger pushed inside. Naruto’s teeth grazed his skin, biting down sharply before smoothing his tongue over the marks. Sasuke turned his face to the side and Naruto’s captured his mouth, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth as a third finger stretched him. Sasuke grunted from the odd sensation.

“It gets better,” Naruto whispered against his mouth.

Sasuke cracked open an eye to glare at him. Naruto grinned and pushed his fingers deeper. Sasuke’s back bowed, eyes squeezing shut again. He was seriously considering the window option when Naruto’s fingers did something-he couldn’t say what exactly-and his erection twitched as pleasure shot to his groin. “Nnng.”

“Toooold you.” Naruto laughed quietly into his ear as he continued to push and massage against that spot inside him.

Sasuke squirmed, wanting to push away and grind down on those digits at the same time. “Naruto,” he said between his teeth. All right, he admitted to himself with much reluctance. So maybe this wasn’t so bad after all-if one didn’t think too long on the fact that Naruto had three fingers up his…yeah. Not thinking about it.

“Yeah,” Naruto said breathily as he pulled his fingers gently free. “I can’t wait to fuck you either.”

Sasuke groaned softly, both in anticipation and because he seriously did not need the reminder that the ultimate moron was about to stick a certain body part into…right. Not thinking about it.

He held his breath as something warm, hard, and wet brushed against the back of his balls before trailing upward. An arm wrapped around his waist, Naruto pulling him back against him as he simultaneously pushed forward.

“Fuck,” Sasuke hissed at the sting of being stretched. Granted, the discomfort was hardly worth getting annoyed about but it was the principle of the thing! It was the most awkward, uncomfortable position he’d ever been in. He hardly felt the frantic kisses Naruto was pressing to his shoulder as he drew back and slid forward again, the odd sensation of fullness and pressure taking precedence.

He dragged air into his lungs, one arm reaching back to dig his fingers into the strong curve of Naruto’s thigh. The pleasure was dancing up his back and down to his groin again, his hips rocking backward to meet Naruto’s thrusts. He pressed his forehead into the sheets, Naruto’s arms holding him close, a hard chest sliding against his back, slick with sweat and the heat of their bodies.

Naruto’s breath was hot against his shoulder, his legs cradling the back of Sasuke’s thighs as he pushed and stroked, his other hand sliding down the plane of Sasuke’s stomach to pump firmly at his neglected erection.

“Shit,” he breathed, feeling that peak quickly approaching. He pushed backward, making an impatient sound. Naruto seemed to understand because his thrusts became shorter, quicker, the sharp slap of skin against skin the only sound accompanying the harsh cadence of their breathing.

He buried his face in the sheets, muffling his cry as his body shuddered in release. He filled his lungs with air, releasing his breaths slowly as Naruto thrust sharply a few more times before he felt him pulsing inside him and squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to think about that either.

He rolled onto his side, forcing Naruto’s weight off of him and making a face as Naruto slid free of him. Turning his head, he chanced a glance in Naruto’s direction.

Naruto was sprawled on his back, chest still heaving from his exertions, a smile curving his mouth. Sasuke made sure to keep his expression blank as he thought, with no small amount of self-disgust, that Naruto looked rather appealing right then. Although, he supposed he’d have to for Sasuke to have ever wanted this at all-barring the fact that several months of simply kissing had wound them both up rather tightly, culminating in… yeah. Even so, he’d never actually taken the time to look before, Naruto’s overwhelming personality usually overshadowing all his other…attributes.

Sasuke closed his eyes and sighed. Well shit, he thought. He would definitely let Naruto do it again. He sat up gingerly, kicking Naruto’s leg as he rose.

He smirked as he padded towards the connecting bathroom. He heard Naruto sit up on the bed.

“Sasuke?”

Sasuke didn’t reply, instead shutting and locking the bathroom door so he could clean up.

“Hey, Sasuke!”

Naruto sounded uncertain. Sasuke’s smirk widened. Let the idiot worry. Sasuke had regained the upper hand. Yes, he’d let Naruto do it again.

But Naruto didn’t need to know that just yet.

The End.