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Sasuke knew that he should not be doing this again. Still, he waited until after sunrise and draped his cloak over his head and scanned the perimeter of the Leaf. It was so easy for him to sneak past all borders that were allegedly being kept under a watchful eye 24/7, something he would have to bring up to the Hokage when he saw him. It was ridiculous really that he could easily spot the hidden ninja and bypass them with not so much as a second thought, the Jonin idiots trying not to fall asleep as they lounged up in the trees.
It especially should not be easy for Sasuke to just perch on top of the Hokages office, his feet dangling off the side of the building as he sits and weighs the different outcomes of what he is about to do. He has done this each time his better judgment loses against him and not once in the seven other times he ended up here has the faux deliberation made him turn around and make his way out of the village and away from this building. He sighs, his cloak hood sliding off his head and the slight breeze outside immediately tossing around his long raven colored hair. He should really cut it, but…
“You’ll freeze out here, Sasuke.” The familiar voice of Naruto Uzumaki rings pleasantly in Sasuke’s ears, the inviting nature of the blonde’s chakra alone heating up his body to a tolerable temperature despite the chill of the Winter night in Konoha.
“Hokage. Your security is a joke.” Sasuke huffs, turning his head slightly to the side to see Naruto’s hands folded over his chest, a concerned look etched on his features. He’s wearing a loose fitting t-shirt that ripples in the wind, goosebumps trailing up his toned arms. Sasuke can’t believe Naruto had the nerve to even comment on how the weather might affect him when Sasuke’s the one that’s actually properly dressed for it.
Naruto chuckles, blowing air from his nose in disbelief as he appears now next to Sasuke, standing over him and looking down. Sasuke feels his heart in his throat, the warmth of Naruto’s chakra almost suffocating him immediately. “Maybe I tell them not to stop you.”
Sasuke huffs at this, rolling his eyes and tearing his gaze from staring up at him for any longer. He’s not sure how he’s supposed to answer that.
“You’re not as stealthy as you wanna be. At least not to me. Don’t sulk about it. It gets hard to breathe for me too when you’re around, you know.” Naruto says it so easy, puts a statement so heavy like that out into existence with no room for any sort of hesitation. He’s never once been unsure and Sasuke can feel his resolve crumbling again, the way it always does.
“You’re such a moron. You always just say things like that, like you don’t know how much weight your words actually hold.” Sasuke feels a sort of resentment that he foolishly mistakes for anger briefly bubble up inside of him, his face growing hot at his outburst the second the words are done leaving his mouth.
“You come here to fight again, Sas? I’m really tired, but I’ll do it for you. If it’s what you need.” Naruto plops down beside him, one knee up as he rests his head against it, staring back at Sasuke sideways.
“I never come here to fight.” Sasuke grumbles, leaning back on his elbows.
“Yeah? Did you wanna skip to what we do after?” The ghost of a smirk lingers on Naruto’s lips before he lifts his head from its resting point, dragging the side of his hand across Sasuke’s cheek and through his hair, letting it slide smoothly from his grip. Sasuke lets out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding, his body becoming lighter the second their skin finally meets.
“Shut up, you’re a perverted idiot.” Sasuke feigns disgust as his body inches even closer to Naruto.
“I know I’ve probably said it a lot, but I do love how long your hair’s gotten, Sasuke.” Naruto hums as he leans in closer, his breath ghosting just below Sasuke's ear. Sasuke hates that a shiver runs down his spine, a low whimper leaving his lips at the proximity alone.
“You know you don’t need to leave.” Naruto’s voice lowers, a desperate longing evident in his words. “I want you here with me. Not just like this.”
Sasuke lets his eyes fall shut, his breathing mingling with Naruto's as he feels him lean into his lips. Naruto always waits here, his mouth just a centimeter away from Sasukes.
No matter how many times Sasuke ends up here, the order of events always unfolds the same. Sasuke pretends that he has a choice in the matter, like his body will allow him to turn away from the Village Hidden in the Leaf, from the force that is Naruto. He sneaks into the village long after the sun sets and the population has retreated to their homes. He sits on top of the Hokage residence and he pretends again like he will change his mind and be able to leave. Naruto appears before him or he appears before Naruto and he finds a way to either rile him up or just rile himself up, because Sasuke doesn’t know how to approach something that he loves without some type of anger first. A barrier of some sort. They fight with their words mostly, if you can call it that. It is usually Sasuke angry for some reason unknown even to him, just grasping at something to make their dynamic make any sort of sense. Something to keep their relationship from ever achieving the peace that Naruto unknowingly forces Sasuke into with just his presence. They fight physically on rare occasions, nights where Naruto has already had a hard day and is just in the mood to put Sasuke in his place quickly before he argues enough to start a screaming match. Though, Sasuke only counts that as real fighting to save himself the full extent of the embarrassment the next morning when he discovers the bruises on his pale skin from Naruto’s tight grip. He makes sure no one sees his face for the next few days when Naruto licks heart shaped hickies onto the ivory skin of his neck. It’s easier for Sasuke to tell himself that they just fight a lot.
Naruto remains close to Sasuke, his lips barely grazing his like they always do as he waits for him to want him back. It drives Sasuke crazy that he can never blame Naruto for the time they spend together because he always does this, he always holds himself back this way and lets Sasuke take and take whatever he needs from him.
“Naruto, this can’t go on forever.” Sasuke presses his forehead against the blondes, their eyes locked as they breathe each other's air.
“Yeah. Eventually you’ll get tired of staying away from me, no?” Naruto smiles, brushing his nose against Sasuke’s. “I’m giving you your space now, Sas, but if you run you know I’ll be right behind you.”
Sasuke can’t help the chuckle that escapes from his lips as the sureness in Naruto’s voice. He always speaks like he knows everything, like he knows that he’ll win whatever back and forth they’ve been struggling with for as long as they’ve known each other. It’s infuriating. It’s selfish of him to always think he’ll just get what he wants just because he believes in Sasuke and his character. It almost makes Sasuke want to plot against the Leaf again. Something, anything to make him wrong.
“I still don’t get why you’re so fixated on me.” Sasuke lets his lips trail across the underside of Naruto’s jaw now, just enough to pull a relieved hum from Naruto. God, he loves that sound.
“Because you’re mine, Sasuke.” Naruto responds like it’s obvious, giving in easily when Sasuke’s lips meet his own in a soft kiss. Naruto is momentarily taken back by the gentleness Sasuke portrays, used to the struggle and the harsh exchanges before their encounters, the hate before the eventual submission.
Sasuke’s body eases closer, letting Naruto hold him in a way he’s only ever had the privilege of doing on the rare chance that the Uchiha falls asleep in his presence. He grips him tight, afraid of waking up alone like every other time he’s dreamed of this, pulling him into his lap and letting his hands wander underneath his cloak, slipping under his shirt and feeling the warm skin there.
Sasuke tenses, cursing under his breath and pulling away slightly. “Your hands are cold, idiot.”
“Come inside.” Naruto nuzzles against the warmth of Sasuke’s neck, pressing kisses against his racing pulse. “Please come inside.”
“You’re a dog.” Sasuke scoffs, doing nothing to push Naruto away as he resumes touching every inch of his skin he can reach without ripping his clothes apart.
“You’re the one waiting out in the cold for me to invite you in.” Naruto smiles against Sasuke’s neck, his canines sinking into the flesh there just enough to make Sasuke’s head spin.
“I don’t need an invitation. Don’t act as if you’re above me.” Sasuke tries to sound indifferent, but the slight waver in his voice gives him away.
“No. You don’t need an invitation, I’m always waiting for you.” Naruto nips at Sasuke’s earlobe now, his hands locking around his neck as Naruto begins to stand, taking Sasuke with him back inside his office. “Above, below you, whatever you want. Just near you is enough.”
Sasuke rolls his eyes at the corniness but his face flushes a soft pink that he buries in Naruto’s neck. He doesn’t know how he’s been reduced to this, this weak and vulnerable shell of the person he used to be. This is why he can’t let this happen, this is why he always needs to leave, this is why he fights with himself on coming back and allowing himself to fall into this again. Naruto is such an overwhelming force of good, such an infectious embodiment of the best parts of human nature. Sasuke feels like a leech, like someone meant to wander alone and atone for the heinous acts he committed and was so willing to commit before Naruto broke through. He is a broken person, someone unworthy of the unwavering love Naruto has never hesitated to extend to him. It’s wrong of Sasuke to be gentle now and to give him a taste of something he will never be able to hold onto.
When the temperature shifts to a more tolerable degree inside of the Hokages office, Sasuke frees himself from the suddenly suffocating grasp of his whiskered former rival. He stumbles back, folding his arms over his chest and immediately closing himself off. Naruto notices the shift instantly, taking a small step forward with a concerned frown etched onto his dimly lit face.
“Sasuke, don’t.”
“Why do you keep letting me into your life like this? I disappear for months and I come back to antagonize you and you just sit there and take it. I don’t deserve…”
“Why can’t you just accept that I just want you around already? Haven’t we been through enough of this, don’t you get that I just… you… all of this started because I wouldn’t stop chasing after you, Sasuke? You’re acting like you force me to be here…”
“I’m not just someone you can fix. The stuff that I have been through won’t ever just go away just because the war is over and everyone’s happy to move on from it all, Naruto.”
“I’m not trying to fix you. I never tried to fix you. Why would I—”
“And I don’t need anyone feeling sorry for me, especially you. I can manage on my own. I don’t need—”
“Then why do you come back?” Naruto shouts now, stepping closer to Sasuke.
Sasuke is at a loss for words, his mouth opening and shutting again in an attempt to make sense of his own actions being used against him. He suddenly feels like he did that day the war ended, the day he decided it still wasn’t enough and challenged Naruto one last time. He feels as that anger briefly rises up, the desperate need to destroy his ties to the world and be alone. He looks back at his only tie to anything now, stares at the same stubborn face that dragged him back into reality and refuses to let go even now. He wants to kill him for his own sake, for the preservation of his own sanity, his peace of mind, his… heart.
Sasuke wants to kill Naruto so he can walk away from the village today and not feel an ache in his chest so painful that it forces him back to its only remedy. He wants to wake up alone and not wish for the warmth of Naruto’s body pressed against him.
He wants to stop pretending to fall asleep when he’s with him just so he can know what it’s like for Naruto to hold him without any hesitation.
He doesn’t want to feel so enamored with a person knowing that it gives him such an obvious weakness.
And yet, Sasuke couldn’t bring himself to kill Naruto even if he laid himself bare and handed him the knife. He’d need to be the one to die, so it could all be over.
Isn’t it ironic, then? Just how the only two people strong enough to really kill each other just… won’t? How one is so overwhelmingly filled with love he spent years just trying to bring the other home while the other let hate fester to the point love seemed like an innate threat to his wellbeing?
“I love you. I love you and it hurts and I am so afraid of letting myself be weak. How can I protect you if I’m weak?”
“Sasuke—”
“How can you protect the village if you’re weak in the same way, Naruto? How can the only people strong enough to maintain this peace we’ve settled into be so… weak?
“You always get too in your head about everything. If you think the way you do, then what’s the point of living at all? What’s the point of anything if you rip it apart and find every flaw?”
“I have to. I was happy once and—”
“You think that I’m not scared of losing all of this? That I’m not afraid I’ll lose you again too? What, do you think I just walk around careless, like nothing will ever happen, Sasuke? I was never happy. Do you know how much it means to me now to make up for that? To make up for… to try and make you feel…” Naruto slides his palm down his face, the carefree aura that normally surrounds him riddled with an insecurity that Sasuke hates himself for bringing out of him. It all suddenly feels stupid. This entire conversation, their undefined relationship, Sasuke’s urge to ruin every chance at happiness offered to him.
“I’m sorry, Naruto. I’m sorry I fight with you.”
“Sas—“
“No. I’m sorry… I don’t know why I can’t just let you care about me.”
Sasuke watches Naruto avert his gaze to the floor, shifting his weight as he folds his arms over his chest. This is so much worse than beating each other bloody, this is so much more hurt than Sasuke has ever seen and it’s so beautifully etched into the face he sees each time he closes his eyes.
“I said I love you, Naruto.”
Naruto’s lip quirks slightly, his bottom lip trembling as he wipes at a tear threatening to fall. He meets Sasuke’s gaze again and Sasuke sees every version of Naruto he’s ever known standing in front of him, always just standing in front of him waiting. He swallows hard at the fear creeping up and sees every version of himself leaving in different ways, but leaving all the same. He feels an old part of himself stumble back in the opposite direction as he defies it, taking an unsteady step forward and crashing into Naruto.
Naruto clutches Sasuke like he’d slip through his fingers somehow, one hand grabbing the back of his head and the other snaking around his waist as he pulls him towards his own body. Sasuke melts, his knees buckling as he surrenders, completely surrenders, finally defeated, into Naruto’s hold.
“I love you, Sasuke. You already know that, you stubborn idiot.”
Sasuke feels his breath catch in his throat, his eyes welling up with tears as he buries his face into the crook of Naruto’s neck, choking back a sob. He somehow always finds himself at his most vulnerable surrounded by Naruto’s chakra, cloaked in the scent he wouldn’t mind being suffocated in. Naruto knows what to do the way he always does, his hand rubbing soothing circles across Sasuke’s back, his hands slipping underneath his tunic and making direct contact with his skin. Sasuke immediately eases at the touch, sniffling softly as Naruto’s arms wrap securely at his waist.
When Sasuke pulls back, he lets his lips meet Naruto’s again, that same slow passion unraveling them both as Sasuke’s cloak falls to the floor.
“You’re so beautiful, Sasuke. Your hair grows an inch or two each time you come to me, drives me crazy.” Naruto kisses down the curve of Sasuke's jaw, his hot hands lifting the fabric of Sasuke’s tunic just enough to ask for permission. Sasuke lets him, his arms rising over his head as the fabric slips off his body and to the floor.
“It’s… it’s still just me, right?” Sasuke asks softly, wincing slightly when Naruto pauses and pulls back, that same languid smile on his face.
“Who else?” Naruto hums against Sasuke’s neck, kissing his pulse point as he feels it spike at the confession.
“All the girls that flock around you since the end of the war…or, the Hyuga heiress.” Sasuke cringes at his own jealousy, a horrible taste in his mouth as he thinks of the countless times he’s watched Naruto walk the village with her, laugh with her, eat with her.
“Hmm… you’re jealous, Sasuke? Of Hinata?” Naruto is beaming now, his forehead pressed to Sasuke’s.
“Forget it.” Sasuke huffs, turning his head.”
“She knows. She knows I’d only ever want you.” Naruto cups Sasuke’s jaw and turns him back. “I said I loved you. How is it you always go through all these emotions in just one night anyway?” Naruto squishes Sasuke’s cheeks in between his thumb and pointer finger. “You know you wouldn’t feel so insecure about who I hang around with if you just stayed with me.”
“Shut up.”
“You’re the one who keeps talking. I thought I was the loud one.”
“Naruto.”
“Yeah, baby?”
Sasuke’s face burns red at Naruto’s tone, letting him walk him backwards by his hips until they crash into Naruto’s desk.
“Do you want me tonight or did you really come here just to make me say I love you again?” Naruto hums against Sasuke’s lips, his hands already almost bruising as they guide his hips against his.
“You act like I come here with some master plan. I don’t even want to come here.” Sasuke parts his legs for Naruto to settle between them as he helps him onto the desk, his thighs gripping him tightly.
“Yeah you do. You always end up the same way. So full of me… begging for me… open, just for me to—” Naruto’s fingers play in the waistband of Sasuke’s pants, dipping just under the fabric.
“You’re so vulgar.” Sasuke complains softly, his body practically melting as Naruto pulls back and tugs his own shirt over his head.
“Yeah? I just miss you, Sas. I sleep in this office most nights of the week just waiting for you to come by.” Naruto cups Sasuke’s jaw and kisses him slow, earning a soft moan from him. Sasuke hates the way Naruto’s always so warm and welcoming, hates the heat that radiates off of him when he’s all over him. He feels like he’s drunk somehow when Naruto’s hands slip down again and catch in his waistband. Sasuke hates himself for feeling satisfied knowing Naruto still waits on him to come back each time, knowing he’s always there and he’s still the only one.
“What do you want tonight, Sasuke?” Naruto hums, breaking their kiss.
“You know what I want.” Sasuke rolls his eyes, distracted by Naruto’s calloused thumbs pressing roughly into his hips and forcing him to fall back, laying on the desk. He props himself up on his elbows and watches as Naruto undresses him.
He feels like he could cry seeing the intensity in Naruto’s stare, the scan over his skin as if he hasn’t seen him like this at least 20 times before since this all started. Like he didn’t see him this way after they nearly beat each other to death at what should’ve been the end of the war. He knows he agreed to come home before, he knows Naruto would do anything to have him this way each night, but he also knows how foolish it would be to let Naruto risk his livelihood for Sasuke now. Even if he’s said it a million times before how much he doesn’t care about it all, how he’d give up being Hokage if he needed to if the village shunned him for wanting Sasuke this way. Sasuke would never let Naruto be that foolish, but Sasuke himself is still foolish enough to check in and make sure Naruto won’t ever want anyone else. He still belongs to him. They still belong to each other.
“Just talk to me, baby, please just talk to me.” Naruto pleads, stripping Sasuke bare and groaning at how hard Sasuke is despite his inability to ever express his feelings properly.
“You. I always want you, Naruto.” Sasuke gives him what he wants half because of the desperation in his voice and half because he doesn’t want anyone else besides him to ever give Naruto what he wants, to ever see him broken down for them.
“You know I get jealous too.” Naruto hums as he leans over Sasuke, kissing at his hip and moving down slowly, his warm breath leaving goosebumps on Sasuke’s skin. “I don’t know where you run off too. Who you’re off with. What do you do when you’re not here begging for me, Sas?”
Sasuke hates how much it affects him, his back arching up off the wood of Naruto’s desk as he inches closer to where he wants him. “I… I’m alone.”
“Yeah? Should I believe you?” Naruto blows cool air against Sasuke’s aching length, Sasuke’s eyes fluttering shut at the slight contact.
“Trying not to come here… trying not to think about you.” Sasuke admits softly, looking down to watch the way Naruto’s eyes light up, his canines peeking out when he smiles back at him, looking way too proud of himself. Before Sasuke can make some snarky comment or even process his own admission fully, Naruto’s lips wrap around him and he sinks down in one smooth motion.
Sasuke almost screams, a whiny moan escaping his lips as his head falls back against the desk with a soft thump. “Naruto…”
“Mmm… I know.” Naruto pulls back, swirling his tongue around Sasuke’s tip and taking him in again, Sasuke’s hand flying over his mouth as he muffles his own cries.
Sasuke twitches under Naruto as he bobs his head, his own hips shifting slightly to sloppily meet Naruto’s mouth, tears welling in his eyes as he feels the warmth begin to pool in his lower belly. It’s always like this with him. It’s always too fast. It’s like his body is never ready for the eagerness that radiates from Naruto, from the sheer intensity of his devotion to making Sasuke lose his mind.
“N-Naruto… you need to… I can’t…” Sasuke pleads, his hands moving to bury themselves in Naruto’s hair, tugging hard to pull him off.
Naruto pulls off with a sheepish smile, his lips coated in his own saliva as he blinks up at Sasuke. “Was it too much? I got excited.”
Sasuke lets out a shaky breath, shaking his head as he blinks his mismatched eyes back at Naruto’s concerned blue ones.
“You got way too good at that now.” Sasuke rolls his eyes.
Naruto grins wide, standing up and tugging Sasuke up with him. He leans in for a kiss and Sasuke is blindsided when he’s suddenly on his stomach, his elbows pressed against the desk as Naruto’s thumbs dig into the dimples in his back, holding him down.
“Stopped me because you were gonna come for me too fast, Sas?” Sasuke can hear the smile in his words and Sasuke presses his forehead to the desk, trying to bring himself to put up some sort of fight.
“Shut up.”
Naruto spreads Sasuke open with his hands, cursing under his breath when Sasuke arches back for him. He slides a finger into Sasuke easily, his breath hitching with a newfound desperation.
“You’re ready for me. You—”
“Yeah.”
“Sasuke you can’t do shit like that and expect me to take my time with you.” Naruto sounds broken, his words broken up as he swallows hard, pumping a second finger into Sasuke and curling it just the way he likes. Sasuke moans, pressing further back against him, inviting him in.
“I never asked you too.” Sasuke teases, biting back his own amusement.
“You just scolded me for my enthusiasm.”
“I scolded you for trying to make me finish faster than I wanted.”
“I can make you come as many times as you want me to tonight. It’s not a problem if it’s fast. You just like denying yourself.” Naruto giggles, so sure of himself. Sasuke hates that he’s right. Sasuke hates how much he likes to drag it all out. He hates how much he wants to last and he wants Naruto to use him until he’s begging to let go, until he can’t take it anymore.
“So what? You fuck yourself open and think of me? Come over and cry about it like you wanna break up or something, only to want me the whole time?”
“I—” Sasuke moans at the anger building in Naruto’s voice, his hands gripping the side of the desk as Naruto fucks him open despite his own preparation. “Not… we’re not dating…”
“Fuck off we’re not. You can’t act the way you do and say we’re not.” Sasuke feels Naruto's fingers slip from him as he begins unzipping himself, the sound of fabric rustling before he’s nudging at Sasuke’s entrance.
“Not.” Sasuke argues, pressing back against the pressure Naruto is pushing up against him.
“You’re so ridiculous. Making me all emotional while you got yourself worked up and ready to be fucked the whole time. We're dating.” Naruto spits into his hand and starts stroking himself, determined to make Sasuke squirm underneath him.
“Naruto—” Sasuke practically sobs, listening to the wet sounds of Naruto chasing his release, his shallow breaths, the way he moans Sasuke’s name under his breath.
“I could be mean, baby. I could finish all over your back and just leave you here, yeah? Just fucked open and empty.” Naruto leans forward and presses kisses down Sasuke’s spine, his hand still fisting himself slowly.
Sasuke hates the shiver that runs down his spine. He hates how difficult he’s being and he hates how Naruto knows exactly how to counter it. He hates how badly he needs to feel full of him, how desperately he always wants to be close. Close enough to feel himself bathe in his warm chakra, to feel it pulse through him as Naruto pumps himself into him. He hates how domestic Naruto makes him feel, how he wants to build a home with him and feel Naruto’s hands running through his hair gently each time before they kiss. Hates how he wants Naruto to pull on—
Sasuke snaps back when Naruto’s fist twists around his hair and tugs back, forcing his arch more as he leans over his back.
“Tell me what I wanna hear or I’ll leave you here like this tonight.”
“We’re dating.”
“Yeah? Good boy.”
Sasuke’s brain short circuits as Naruto finally pushes into him, his body melting into the desk, his fist slamming down as he tries to find some stability as Naruto slips inside of him completely.
“N-Naruto…” Sasuke moans out, pressing back as he feels Naruto’s hips flush against him, holding him there as he struggles to catch his breath.
“I know. I know it feels good, baby.” Naruto grinds into him, pulling back and sliding back in just as easily. Sasuke chokes on his whimper, his eyes fluttering back as he takes him in again.
“More Naruto, you know I—”
“Yeah. I know. I know how you like it. Just let me watch you all needy for a second.” Sasuke can feel Naruto’s grin in the tone of his voice, can imagine his pupils blown completely out as he makes Sasuke beg like this. Reduce him to this.
Sasuke turns his head as Naruto releases his hold on his hair, holding his hips in place with a bruising force as he begins to piston into him, pulling a scream from Sasuke.
Sasuke bites down on his hand to stop himself from mumbling nonsense about how in love he is, how much he wants this every day, how hard it’s getting to keep resisting wanting Naruto this way.
Naruto slides one hand up his spine and yanks the hand covering Sasuke’s mouth back, pinning it at the small of his back. Sasuke gasps, his cheek now pressing against the cool wood of the desk. He tries to wiggle himself free, scooting up the desk before Naruto drags him back, keeping him in place as his pace never falters.
“N-Naruto… I’m… fuck, wait, fuck…” Sasuke pleads, writhing underneath him as his head begins to spin, blurry spots in his vision from the tears welling in his eyes as his body runs hot. He feels like he might pass out, like it’s too much, like he can’t handle—
“You can take it, baby. You always take it.” Naruto grabs Sasuke’s other hand and tugs it back, restraining him there, arched and defenseless as he gives him exactly what he always asks for, what he always convinces himself he can’t take until Naruto shows him he can. “Made for me, just me. Don’t leave, don’t…”
Sasuke’s body trembles at the desperation in Naruto’s voice, struggling in his hold as he repeatedly slams into the sensitive spot inside of him that makes his eyes roll back. He can feel himself barreling towards his release, his eyes opening to look back at Naruto. The sight alone is his undoing. Naruto grins back at him, sweat dripping from his brow as he destroys Sasuke, fucking him with enough force to ensure he’s too weak to leave after. He comes with a strangled cry, cursing repeatedly as his body jolts forward only to be pulled back, his release coating his chest and some documents beneath him that are most likely important.
Naruto keeps going, praising Sasuke as he releases his hands now, his hand wrapping around his neck and forcing him up. Sasuke’s hands brace against the desk as Naruto nips at his ear, his neck, biting down hard on his shoulder. Sasuke feels his knees threaten to give out and Naruto’s arm wrap at his waist to hold him in place, fucking into him until Sasuke is clawing at the desk and begging for him to finish. His dick twitches to life against again despite his pleas and he can feel the warmth spreading again, his mind going hazy as his breathing picks up.
“Can’t… Naruto…” He whines and Naruto just quickens his pace, forcing Sasuke to fall apart again, weak spurts shooting from him as he collapses back against Naruto’s firm hold.
Naruto doesn’t give him a second to breathe and process, spinning him around and forcing his way between his thighs, slipping into Sasuke again as his back arches off the desk. “Fuck… you… I-I get it… won’t leave… just…”
Naruto slows his pace, leaning over Sasuke and capturing his lips in a slow kiss, smiling against it as he slowly thrusts into him.
“One more, yeah?”
“Naruto…” Sasuke whines when Naruto’s tongue swirls around his nipple, his mouth all over his chest and neck, stealing any real complaints from his mouth.
“I gotta get you all sensitive to fuck you slow like this…” Naruto hums, “I love it when you’re like this.” Naruto moans against Sasuke’s neck, his own release building up each time he slowly bottoms out inside of him.
“I love you… I… no one knows me like y-you…” Sasuke gasps out, his dick twitching against his stomach as Naruto talks him through it.
“Mhm… I know, Sas.” Naruto’s pace begins to stutter as he speeds up, his fingers interlacing with Sasuke’s as he pins his hands above his head. Sasuke doesn’t fight it this time, his legs locking at Naruto’s hips and keeping him inside.
Naruto comes with a moan of Sasuke’s name, collapsing forward into his neck as he spills himself into him. Sasuke’s eyes roll back at the sensation, crying out as he comes dry, his body shaking with the intensity of the connection.
They lay like this for a while before Sasuke presses against Naruto’s shoulder, signaling him to pull out. Naruto obliges him, slowly easing himself out and staring appreciatively as his release spills out of Sasuke and onto the desk below him.
“If I leave…”
“No. You said you wouldn’t.”
“I mean, tomorrow.”
“You said you wouldn’t… I didn’t specify a specific time period meaning you promised to stay indefinitely.”
“You’re an idiot.”
“Will you always be as stubborn as the day we met?”
A silence falls between the two as Sasuke sits up with the support of his hands pressed flush on the desk to meet Naruto eye to eye.
“If I leave… will it still just be me…?”
“This again?”
Sasuke’s face tints a soft shade of pink at Naruto’s frustration as he turns his head to the side to hide his sudden need for reassurance.
“Yeah. Unfortunately, it will always be you.” Naruto turns Sasuke’s face back to his own and places a kiss on the pink of his left cheek and then his right, his hand running through Sasuke’s hair to push it from where it sticks to his face.
Sasuke feels dizzy with want, that stupid domestic feeling clouding his senses again.
“You can leave all you want. I’ll always be waiting for you to stay, Sasuke.”