Chapter Text
It was on now. The battle between man and machine. The blonde college student scowled at his image reflected in the blank laptop screen and angrily pressed the POWER button in the left corner. The little light flickered green and, like before, faded to red and then shut off.
"Fuck!" he cursed, slamming his fist on the desktop.
He'd been trying to work his new laptop for hours now and nothing worked. His eyes flickered to the open booklet in front of him. Yes, he had even sacrificed his masculinity and read the Instruction Manual that came with his laptop.
From the book, a customer service number was printed in bold, black numbers and the man felt his male pride keeping him from dialing it. He checked the connection between his laptop and the charger before pressing the button once more. Green…then red.
"God damnit!" he cried, fighting his urge to throw the laptop at the wall.
Tossing his pride aside, the frustrated male pushed away from the desk and stalked over to his roommate's unmade bed and snatched the cordless phone that was buried beneath clothes and bed sheets. He went back to the laptop from hell and stared at the string of numbers that would connect him to customer service.
They were mocking him.
Sighing, the blonde punched in the numbers he saw and listened to ringing play in his ear.
A sultry, female voice picked up, "Thank you for calling, how will you be paying for this session?"
The blonde frowned, "You have to pay to talk to someone?"
The woman chuckled huskily, "Of course you do, how else do you think we make money?"
"I figured through your products, but this is my first time doing this."
"Well", the woman purred, "Don't worry love; we'll take excellent care of you. I'll connect you to our best man."
"Best? That's great!"
"But first, name and credit card number please."
"Oh right", the man replied, pulling a worn, Velcro, frog wallet from his pocket, "My name is Naruto Uzumaki."
"Mr. Uzumaki, I'm going to transfer you to an automatic voice system to pay and as soon as you've finished you will be transferred to your operator", the woman said.
"Tha—" a click sounded in his ear and the low, seductive voice was replaced by a mechanical, male voice.
"Name"
Naruto rolled his eyes. So much trouble just to get in touch with some techie to fix his laptop.
"Naruto Uzumaki"
"Please enter your twelve-digit credit card number."
Naruto tilted his card to shift the light's glare off the numbers and he pressed the twelve digits that were printed on his card.
"Please enter the expiration date of your card."
Naruto did that too, pressing four numbers and waiting for the voice's next instruction.
"You card has been approved. Please enter your date of birth."
Naruto stared at the phone in surprise. Since when does tech support care how old their callers are? He shook his head and punched in the date his born 20 years ago.
"Thank you. Please hold as your call is being transferred."
Seductive music, like you'd hear in a porn movie, replaced the mechanical voice. Irritated, Naruto leaned back in his chair and drummed his fingers on the table top impatiently.
Finally, the music was cut off and a deep, guttural male voice echoed through the phone instead.
"Good afternoon Naruto" he purred, the deep baritone sending shivers down the blonde man's spine.
"It's about time!" Naruto cried, sitting up straight, "How long does it take to get some service here?"
A deep chuckle sounded on the other line, but it seemed forced.
"Impatient, are you?" the man sad, a bit of edge in his voice, "Sorry for the wait."
"Whatever, listen can you help me or not?" Naruto asked growing more and more frustrated as the man's voice continued to jolt his body to awareness. Kami, how the man had a sexy voice.
"Of course I can help you Naruto" the man purred.
"Good", the blonde replied, "I can't get it to turn on and stay on."
"I can fix that", the man husked and Naruto closed his eyes as the delicious sound resonated in his ears.
"And since I'm not there you'll just have to do what I tell you to."
"Well isn't that how these things work?" the blonde asked in confusion.
"Yes" said the man, that forced chuckle repeating itself, "That's how it works."
"Good!" Naruto exclaimed, "Let's get started."
"Alright, what are you wearing?"
Naruto pulled the phone away from his ear and stared at it in disbelief. What the hell was this guy smoking? He pressed the phone to his ear again.
"What does it matter what I'm wearing?" Naruto spat.
"It helps set the scene" was the clipped reply.
"Look buddy, I don't give flying fuck about the scene! I just want my damn computer fixed," Naruto cried.
"Listen dobe, I'm not the—" the man broke off as Naruto's words sunk in. "Computer? What are you talking about?"
"Teme I'm not a Dobe!" Naruto screamed into the phone, his grip tightening in his anger. What game was this jackass playing? "Stop acting like a dumbass and tell me how to fix my computer!"
The man on the other line was silent for a moment before he spoke again, "You called to have your computer fixed?"
"No shit Sherlock, why the hell else would I call tech support? For cooking recipes?" Naruto snapped.
"Hn" the other man said, sounding as if he were thinking.
After a moment of silence, Naruto's impatience finally hit its peak, "TEME! Are you helping me or not?"
"Did you plug it in moron?"
Naruto snarled an affirmative answer and held back his urge to curse out the man that was slowly working his last nerve.
"Did you turn it on?"
"Of course I did you fucking useless teme! I did everything I could! I plugged it in and pressed the damn button and all it did was flicker and then die! I am two seconds away for hanging up and beating it with a bat while pretending it's your face!"
"You don't even know what I look like, dobe" replied the man.
"Teme" Naruto growled.
The cool voice chuckled, sounding truly amused this time, and Naruto felt a flame flare up in his lower belly.
"You know dobe, you sound really sexy when you're pissed off" the man said, his voice growing seductive.
The anger within the blonde was extinguished and the fire in his stomach roared to life. Tanned cheeks colored and he shivered despite the heat that was rushing through his body.
"What the hell is wrong with you teme?" Naruto hissed, shifting uncomfortably in his chair.
"Nothing dobe" the other man purred, the insult melting into more of a nickname, "I'm just curious as to how you look when you're so fired up like that."
"Hentai! Stop saying things like that!"
Another husky chuckle came from the man, "I can't help it dobe. There's something about your voice. What do you look like?"
"I'm not telling you!"
"What's the matter Na-ru-to? Are you really that ugly? Deformed?"
Again Naruto's temper erupted, "Fuck you teme! I'm hot!"
"Prove it" the man goaded.
"Six foot two, tanned skin, spiky blond hair, blue eyes, and a lean muscular body thanks to kickboxing", Naruto boasted.
"Hmm, are you a natural blonde?"
"Eh?"
"They say there's only one way to know if a blonde is truly blonde" the other man said huskily.
"Will you stop talking like that, hentai?" Naruto drawled, blushing a brighter red than before.
"I love spiky hair" the other man said, as if Naruto hadn't spoken. "Is it soft?"
Naruto frowned and absently ran his fingers through his bright yellow locks. His hair was pretty soft. Must be from that new conditioner Sakura forced him to buy that time she dragged him to the mall.
Realizing what he was doing, Naruto snatched his wandering hand from his hair and blushed brightly, "Will you just shut the hell up and help me fix my computer?"
"But Naruto, I want you to get your money's worth" the man rumbled.
"Then fix my computer!" he cried.
There was a soft sigh from the other man, "It would be easier if I were there to see what the problem was. I can't see what's wrong if I'm stuck in my office."
"By all means, come over if that's what it takes. I'll send a fucking taxi for you if I have to" said Naruto.
Another husky chuckle came over the line, "Unfortunately, the company won't let me do house calls anymore."
"Why not?"
"Because the last time I did, my actions were… less than professional."
The man's tone of voice practically oozed with lust and suggestion. The images Naruto was picturing from the deliciously guttural sound were erotic and made the burning he was feeling multiple tenfold. Swallowing the lump in his throat, the blonde shifted in his seat, computer forgotten, and let his curiosity override his brain.
"What did you do?"
"More than I was supposed to. But I couldn't resist. And he certainly wasn't complaining."
Naruto's dick hardened a bit at the thought, but mostly at what the man had said. 'He certainly wasn't complaining'.
"And how did you get caught?" Naruto questioned, cursing his voice which had gotten deeper with his arousal.
"Well, I guess I left the customer unsatisfied and he called back for another… service."
Naruto shifted again, "I doubt you're that good teme."
A snort came from the other man, "If I were there I'd have you writhing in ecstasy by now."
"Oh really?" Naruto questioned skeptically.
"Mmm… I'd have you spread out on the floor, nothing but a sheet covering you from me. I'd be straddling you, leaning over you as one hand trailed around the top of the sheet. I'd push my hard dick down onto yours, skimming my fingers over your lips and your soft blonde hair. Can you feel it? Can you feel my hand? Can you feel my breath on your neck as I move closer?"
Naruto groaned as the delicious baritone reverberated in his ear and his mind began to picture the scene the man was describing. Naruto could feel that hand, so close to where he wanted it and yet so far. He could feel the warm breath on his throat as the man with the sexy voice hovered over him. His overheated body was starting to become uncomfortable and Naruto quickly shed his shirt.
A deep chuckle sounded from over the phone, "Getting hot Naruto?"
"Fuck you teme" Naruto growled without his usual bitterness.
"No, no, it is I who would fuck you, dobe" the man teased. "Take your hand and I want you to touch your throat, right where you would feel your pulse."
Naruto hesitated, but did as he was told and pressed two fingers to the patch of skin where his heartbeat was racing beneath.
"I would slowly stroke this spot with my mouth" the man purred, "Lower and lower I would go. The wet heat of my tongue tasting, stroking, loving every single inch of your skin."
Naruto moaned in response as his hand unconsciously slid down his torso, caressing every inch of skin in a torturously slow motion.
"Your pulse is racing, isn't it dobe? I'd feel it thrumming beneath my lips on your skin. I could feel every beat as I drag my lips down the soft plane of your chest. I'd stop at your nipples, can you feel them? Hard and aching for me? I'd lave them with attention. One in my hand and the other in my mouth."
Naruto groaned and bucked slightly, a notable tent in his pants as his fingertips slid beneath the fabric, under his boxers to tease the coarse hairs hidden there. His eyes were firmly shut as he let the sexy voice control his movements, getting closer and closer to the pleasure he craved.
"What do you want me to do to you now Naruto?" the man purred.
A cross between a growl and a moan escaped the blonde as his fingers began to ghost over his heated member and the man chuckled.
"I know what I want to do to you" he teased softly, "Want to hear?"
"Yes" Naruto sighed, nibbling on his lip.
"I want to suck you" the man growled, beginning to sound a bit breathless as well, "I want to take all of that delicious dick you're holding in my mouth and taste it, lick it, suck it. I'd play with the tip first, my tongue rolling over it, my lips holding it in place while I play."
Naruto grunted as his hand began to emulate the scene playing in his mind; a sinful mouth wrapped around his aching cock and sucking the head like it was a fucking lollypop. His fingers clenched around the end of his dick and he rubbed the tip as the man in his ear continued describing what sounded like a blowjob to kill for.
"When I'm done teasing you, I'd take you all in. All the way down and I would have you begging for release. But you wouldn't get it" the man chuckled, "I want you to cum when I'm inside you."
Naruto tightened the grip he had on himself and panted aloud. He was so fucking close.
"Take off your pants Naruto" the voice ordered silkily.
Completely into what was happening and not remembering he was supposed to be fixing his computer, Naruto stood from his chair and stumbled into his bedroom, using his free hand to undo his pants and shuck them off. Now, completely nude, Naruto threw himself onto the bed and began stroking himself again as the voice began again.
"I'd have you spread out beneath me. Hot, tight, and ready for me. Skimming my hands down your legs, I'd spread them, opening that luscious little hole to me."
Naruto's hand abandoned his needy dick and instead traveled to the hole beneath his balls, his legs already sprawled open to welcome the hand. With a rough moan, Naruto let his hand brush over the tight ring of muscle, imagining the man with the sinful voice was doing it.
"Do you want me to stop?"
Naruto groaned, "No…"
"Tell me what you want, Naruto" the man murmured huskily into Naruto's ear.
"Please" begged the blonde, "Don't stop."
"Tell me Naruto", the voice growled.
"I want to cum", Naruto pleaded breathlessly.
"You have to do it for me Naruto", the man ordered, "Fuck yourself. Close your eyes and fuck yourself for me. Let me hear you cum."
Naruto could picture the man with the voice hovering over him; he felt the breach of his entrance, the delicious pressure, the presence within him.
Thrusting.
Seeking.
Pleasuring.
"Oh god" the blonde moaned, pushing against the rhythmic thrusts, "more…"
"Faster Naruto" replied the voice, growling eagerly, "Cum for me."
White flashed behind Naruto's closed eyes as he cried out his release, his seed spraying over his legs and bed. Vaguely he heard a muffled grunt from the man who'd talked him into an orgasm, but Naruto was so high off his climax he didn't pay any attention.
"Hope you got your money's worth" the husky voice said before the dial tone rang in Naruto's ear.
Turning the phone off, Naruto chucked it aside and closed his eyes. Best fucking call he'd ever made.
XXX
"Good call?"
Sasuke Uchiha looked up, pale cheeks tinted pink and brow dotted with sweat, his hand still wrapped around his spent dick which was, thankfully, hidden behind the desk he sat at.
Sasuke's boss, Tsunade Sannin, was leaning against the doorway to the small, private office the Uchiha worked in. A smirk was flirting on the older woman's lips as she eyed her employee knowingly.
Sasuke licked the sweat from his upper lip and straightened, his own smirk appearing as he regained his cool. Calmly, he revealed his cum covered hand as a response and cleaned it off with one of the napkins he kept handy on his desk for the rare times he used them.
"Well? I don't think I've ever seen you that responsive to a call. Was it good?"
The raven closed his eyes as the image he'd created of the caller he spent half an hour getting off swam into his mind. He couldn't explain why he felt the need that was supposed to be felt by his client alone. It had been so long since a conversation at work made Sasuke feel anything but exasperation and impatience.
But there was something about Naruto Uzumaki's voice; if that was even his real name. There was something about the innocent fire in the other man's voice, the delicious moans and groans that he had worked hard to coax from the man.
"Yeah" he said finally, he voice still tinged with desire, "It was a good call."