A/N: This was written for a doujinshi that my friend Akiahara and I are collaborating on. But I enjoyed the story soo much that I thought I’d post it and see if others enjoyed it as well. Hope you like it.

Come out of the Rain

Blue eyes blinked open, staring around anxiously trying to see what had disturbed their owners rest. Naruto sat up looking around his dark apartment, the sound of heavy rain filled the air, wanting to lull him back to sleep.

Something had woken him and he wanted to know what it was. He pushed the sheets aside and stood, walking slowly towards his living room. The hair on the back of his neck was standing on end and he knew someone was near. He closed his eyes straining his senses.

There was someone standing in the yard behind his apartment. The chakra pulse was faint but there, and somehow familiar. Naruto felt his stomach twist in apprehension. He came to a decision and quickly grabbed a weapon from the pouch lying open on his coffee table.

Moving in a flash, one moment he was staring out his backdoor and the next he was crouched in his backyard. He stared, heedless of the rain that soaked his bare chest and his orange sleeping shorts.

The man was about 8 feet in front of him and hadn’t moved when Naruto landed. The blond stood, blinking against the rain trying to decipher the features of his late night intruder.

The uninvited man was wearing black pants, a turtle neck black shirt and a white shirt hanging loosely over it all. A sword hilt could be seen over his shoulder. The sight of the weapon made Naruto wish he’d grabbed more than a kunai to come check the guy out.

The blonde was about to ask who the guy was and what he was doing there when the man looked up. The breath froze in Naruto’s lungs as he found himself staring into hollow black eyes; eyes he hadn’t seen in years.

“Sasuke,” he whispered.

The dark haired man didn’t respond, he just moved slowly, painfully, forward. He was injured.

Suddenly the space between them was gone and Sasuke was so close Naruto could see every detail of the dark haired man’s face and how he was hunched over in pain.

“Sasuke, what,” he paused swallowing, trying to make his voice less hoarse. “What are you doing here?”

“Itachi is dead.” That voice. Almost two years without that detached voice. “I came…” The words trailed off and Naruto didn’t try to make him say more.

“Come inside.” Naruto said, the words falling from his lips before he had time to think them. “Come out of the rain.”

Sasuke nodded once, and Naruto gestured for him to walk ahead, afraid that if his eyes lost sight of his best friend he would disappear.

They entered the house, and Sasuke’s gaze swept the living room quickly before he turned back to his blond companion. They stared at each other for a moment. Naruto wanted to ask again what Sasuke was doing there, but he was afraid it might make the other man leave.

Finally Naruto cleared his throat, “You’re injured,” he mumbled nervously. “I’ll patch you up.”

Sasuke nodded again, just once and Naruto moved to the bathroom for his first aid kit.

Sasuke’s here, Sasuke’s here, Sasuke’s here. The words kept repeating over and over in his head, he felt numb, shocked. He stood a moment staring into his own dazed eyes in the mirror. “Calm down,” he told himself quietly. “This could mean anything.” He took a deep breath. “This doesn’t mean he’s here to stay.”

Even though he knew those things logically, Naruto couldn’t stop the hope that was surging through him, drowning out all logic. He made his way back into his living room with his first aid supplies and a couple of towels for them both. He didn’t know why Sasuke was here and he wanted to find out before his best friend hurt him all over again.

He paused once he entered the living room. Sasuke was still there. He’d removed his shoes and shin guards, and was in the process of un-strapping his armguards. Naruto felt a small ache in his chest as he looked at his rival and closest friend. The dark haired man was obviously injured. He was slightly hunched over which meant his ribs were hurt, there was some bruising on his face, and from the stiff way he held himself probably more bruising under his clothes. His hands were fumbling on the straps beneath his fingers and the blonde realized it was from exhaustion.

For once, Naruto held back his mocking comments. After dropping the towels and medical supplies on the coffee table, he moved to help Sasuke. Once both armguards had been removed, Sasuke sat on the couch, his movements still stiff.

Naruto sat next to him, swallowing nervously as he opened the box and started pulling out medical supplies. He turned to Sasuke and froze as the dark haired man removed his shirt. Swallowing again, he averted his eyes.

“Why are you here, Sasuke?” Naruto blurted out, then colored in embarrassment. “It’s not that I’m not glad to see you... and it’s great that Itachi’s dead, you killed him right?” Blue eyes glanced up, and then back down again. “No, of course you did…um…so yeah, why—“

“I said I would come back,” Sasuke said in that same emotionless voice. He dried himself quickly with one of the towels, seemingly oblivious to the red that smeared the light cloth. He winced as he reached for some of the gauze and the bottle of rubbing alcohol. He soaked the gauze and moved to place it against one of the cuts on his chest.

Naruto couldn’t speak as he remembered the night and the promise Sasuke was referring to. He grabbed the other towel, running it hap-hazardly through his dripping hair. It had been the night after their intense reunion two years earlier. Naruto had been on watch and Sasuke had been able to sneak up on him unaware. It had irked him, but he’d been unable to feel his usual enthusiastic anger and indignation.

Flashback

“What do you want?” Naruto asked, annoyed at Sasuke’s increased skills.

“I want to tell you to leave me alone,” Sasuke deadpanned, stepping out of the shadows of the surrounding trees and into the moonlight. “I know you want me to come back, and I…appreciate your efforts, but I can’t go back yet.”

“Sasuke,” Naruto said stepping forward desperately, “you don’t have to do this; you could die here, what Orochimaru wants…”

“I’m not ignorant of Orochimaru’s plans.” Sasuke cut in his voice sounding irritated. “I’m also not a moron. I have my own plans and none of them involve giving up my body.”

Naruto had stared at him, “Then…what?”

Sasuke sighed, his fists clenching in frustration. “I forgot how dense you were.” He looked back up, dark eyes catching the scant light from the moon. “I need you to stop coming after me,” he stated, seeming to regain his composure. “I have to kill my brother. After he’s dead, if I’m still alive, I’ll come back to Konoha, but if you come after me, forget it.”

Naruto stared at him, wondering what to say. “How long will it take?” he asked at last.

Some of tension left the dark haired man’s body. “I don’t know and there’s no guarantee I’ll live through it.” Dark eyes searched blue intently. “But if I do live, I’ll come back to…the village.”

“Okay,” Naruto whispered eyes closing.

“Good,” Naruto blinked his eyes opened at the profound relief in Sasuke’s voice. “I can’t do what I need to if I have to keep dealing with your interruptions.”

Naruto felt drained, tired. Sasuke would be back, but only if he lived. Their eyes met and Naruto was suddenly aware that there wasn’t much space between them. There was something in the raven haired man’s gaze, something that made the blonde’s stomach flutter and his pulse quicken. Sasuke took a step closer and Naruto felt his breath freeze in his throat.

“Sasuke…” Naruto said his voice tight. They were much closer now, so close that Naruto could make out every detail of Sasuke’s face in the pale light. Naruto was startled as he realized for the first time how truly attractive his best friend was; the sharp contrast of his dark hair and pale skin, how soft and pink his lips looked. Wait his lips? Naruto colored darkly as he realized he’d been staring at the Sasuke’s mouth. His own had been open in astonishment.

When Naruto looked up he saw that dark gaze looking at his own parted lips and he shivered at the look on Sasuke’s face. He licked his lips and Sasuke’s eyes narrowed before they moved to meet his. The dark haired man didn’t seem at all ashamed that he’d been staring at his rival’s mouth.

They stood there silently regarding each other. There was something in Sasuke’s eyes; something almost hungry. Naruto didn’t know what it was, but it caused heat to pool in his stomach and made his breathing unsteady. Finally, after Naruto didn’t know how long, Sasuke’s eyes moved from his. Then, without even saying good-bye, Sasuke was gone.

Naruto had stood there, panting, his head spinning, wondering what the hell had just happened.

End Flashback

The Blonde swallowed again, wondering at his nervousness as he cleaned a cut on Sasuke’s shoulder. The paler man was covered in bruises and cuts. None of them seemed serious, but they were numerous.

“So, what are you going to do now?” Naruto asked, glancing at Sasuke’s profile in time to see his eyes flinch. He frowned puzzled. “Does anyone know you’re here?”

“No”

“Are you staying here, in Konoha?”

“…..I don’t know”

Naruto licked his suddenly dry lips. “Do you want to stay?”

Sasuke didn’t answer for a while and Naruto stopped his ministrations to look at Sasuke’s face. “Sasuke?”

“I don’t know Naruto.” Sasuke replied at last, his voice tired. “I…my brother is dead, I’ve lived the past nine years working to defeat him; working to finally avenge my clan.” He paused turning to look at the blond. “I’m not sure what my life will be like now.”

“Well, you’re going to have to make a decision,” Naruto said looking away from his best friend’s empty eyes. “I don’t know how long it’ll be before you’re chakra is detected—“

“That won’t happen tonight,” the dark haired man responded. Sasuke smirked slightly at him and Naruto felt something in his chest loosen at that look. Sasuke was still the same person, somewhere underneath all that anger, pain, and loss. Sasuke was still the same guy he’d gone on missions with and trained against. “I can’t believe you didn’t notice. I put wards around your apartment, I won’t be detected until they’ve worn off, which probably won’t happen until the morning.”

“Huh?” Naruto blinked. Then he concentrated for a moment before he sensed the shield-like walls that were blocking both their chakra from detection. They were strong, the two of them could probably fight a full-scale battle in his apartment and the other ninja’s in the village would barely feel it. “I don’t understand, Sasuke.” Naruto responded frowning at his friend. “Why hide that you’re here? Why come in the middle of the night?” The blonde moved onto another of the shallow cuts adorning Sasuke’s back, ignoring his former rival’s intake of breath as the alcohol stung the spilt skin.

The dark haired man sighed, loosening the tie that held his pants together. “I’m not sure what I want to do yet, Naruto,” his voice clearly indicating he was annoyed with the blonde’s questions. “I don’t know if I want to stay here. Hell, I’m not even sure they’d let me return if I did want to.” He sighed again, his head hanging momentarily in weariness. “I just need a little bit of time.” When Naruto shifted uncomfortably, dark eyes looked up at him. “Just tonight,” he murmured, making Naruto relax. “I just need one night to…adjust, to figure out what I want without anyone asking me questions.” He gave the man sitting next to him a pointed look.

The blond flushed in embarrassment. “Fine, I won’t ask you anymore questions.” He mumbled, then sat back frowning again. “I don’t know if I have enough bandages to cover all these cuts, Sasuke.”

The dark haired man turned to frown at him. “Well, do your best.”

“Maybe you should just take a shower first and we’ll bandage the cuts that are still bleeding when you get out.”

“Okay.”

“Bathroom’s this way,” Naruto motioned, standing and throwing the cotton ball onto the coffee table. He heard the slight rustle of cloth that let him know Sasuke was following. He led the dark haired man into his small bathroom. He looked up, meeting Sasuke’s dark and hollow looking eyes. What had happened between him and his brother? Had it been hard to kill him? What would his best friend do now? Swallowing his questions, Naruto turned for the door. “I’ll go get you a towel.” He muttered as he hurried out the door. God, he didn’t realize he had so many questions until he’d said he wouldn’t ask anymore.

He shuffled around his bedroom until he found his pile of clean clothes. After a moment, he pulled out two clean towels before heading back to the bathroom. The shower was already on and the room was full of steam when Naruto entered. He laid the two towels on the toilet before turning. Sasuke’s clothes were piled neatly on the counter despite how dirty and bloody they were. He looked in the mirror and nearly gasped as he realized he could almost see through the thick glass doors of the shower. Blushing at the expanse of pale skin he could make out, Naruto grabbed the grimy clothes and turned towards the door. “I’m going to throw you clothes in my washer, and get something for you to put on.” Silence answered him, which he took for agreement before he fled the bathroom again.

As he started the washer and added fabric softener, he wondered why he was so nervous. Sasuke was here and that was a really good thing. Sure he was hiding at the moment, but the fact that he’d come back to the village at all was promising. After throwing Sasuke’s clothes into the washer, Naruto made his way back to his room; once more rummaging through his clean clothes. Sasuke was still a little taller than him, the bastard, but since the blonde liked his clothes baggy, it shouldn’t matter too much. He chose a pair of gray sweat pants and a plain white t-shirt. It would be enough until Sasuke’s own clothes were clean.

He heard the shower turn off and made his way towards the bathroom; his heartbeat increasing, clothes clutched nervously in his hands.

Sasuke stepped out of the shower, absently reaching for the towels atop the toilet. He felt so numb. Despite the ache in his side from his bruised ribs and the sting of countless cuts on his body, he still didn’t feel anything.

Itachi was dead.

How long had he waited to be able to say that? How long had he waited for the moment where he stood over his brother’s dead body, knowing he’d finally had his vengeance? And now he was numb. Nothing had been like he’d expected. Itachi had been strong, stronger than him still. However, somehow against all odds, Sasuke had won. It was a relief to know his brother was gone, but he honestly hadn’t thought he’d live. He had always imagined that his death would coincide with his brothers and he’d finally be free of the overwhelming grief; grief that had only been held at bay with his thoughts of revenge. He’d promised himself, more than his dead clan, that he’d get vengeance for all the pain and suffering his brother had caused.

Now, he was truly alone. He had no goal left to keep him going when despair had taken over. He had nothing to cling to. After he’d stared down at his brother’s body for countless hours, he’d burned the corpse and walked away, unsure of where to go or what to do. He hadn’t wanted to come back to Konoha. There were consequences for what he’d done and he didn’t have the strength needed to deal with them yet. Just as he’d told Naruto earlier, he needed a little time. A small break to deal with the huge turn his life had just taken. He’d come to the only place he knew he could truly rest, he’d come to Naruto.

Naruto.

He dried himself with half a mind, shivering as the cool air chilled the water on his skin. He didn’t know what was going to happen to him but this could be the last time he had his freedom. Morning was approaching quickly. He knew his barrier would fall and ANBU would be inside the apartment in seconds. He’d been lucky to make it into the village undetected.

He felt Naruto’s chakra a moment before the blonde haired man opened the door and entered the steam-filled room. Sasuke stood with his back facing the door not bothering to try and cover his nakedness. He could almost feel the heat of the blue eyes that were tracing his body.

He turned taking in the expression on his former rivals face; a glimmer of satisfaction rolling through him. Naruto’s tan cheeks were red and his blue eyes were wide as they ran over his damp pale skin.

“Um, here,” the blonde stammered, averting his eyes at last. “You can wear these until your own clothes are clean.”

Sasuke nodded, taking the clothes. Naruto turned and headed out leaving the dark haired man alone with his thoughts. He finished drying himself off and pulled on the boxers Naruto had loaned him, grimacing at the orange and black fabric. He would never understand the blonde’s fascination with garish colors.

He glanced at himself in the fogged mirror. Most of the cuts had stopped bleeding, and he honestly didn’t feel like dealing with the rest right now. He was tired. It was a bone deep weariness that he knew had more to do with his mental state than his physical.

Pulling on the rest of the borrowed clothes that were thankfully more subdued in color, the raven haired man walked out of the bathroom, and headed for the living room. He frowned when he saw it was empty. Turning he made his way to the bedroom and found Naruto laying out a futon on the empty space next to his bed.

“I’ll sleep on the floor.” The blonde said taking a pillow and one of the blankets from the unmade bed. “You’re hurt so the bed is better for you.”

Sasuke wanted to argue, but he knew it would just end in a fight and he didn’t have the strength for it. Nodding, he made his way over to the bed. He sat and watched as Naruto made up the futon. The numbness, which had dissipated momentarily, was returning full force. It added to his exhaustion, making his body start to tremble.

When he finished, the blonde stood and turned off the light plunging the room into darkness. Sasuke crawled under the sheets wrapping them tightly around himself; curling up and trying vainly to stop the shaking. Then his breathing became ragged. He didn’t know if he was having a panic attack or if he was about to cry, but either one was out of the question.

He held his breath for a moment, trying to get some control over his emotions. His eyes began to burn and he cursed in his head. He would not fucking cry. With shaking breath, he cursed again as he felt a tear slide down his cheeks. He bit the inside of his cheek relishing the pain. It helped steady his breathing. So, he bit again, tearing the sensitive tissues and smiled as the sharp tang of blood filled his mouth. His eyes weren’t burning anymore and after focusing on the pain he was able to even out his breathing. Much better.

“Sasuke are you okay?”

The dark haired man rolled onto his back. Squinting through the darkness, he was able to make out Naruto standing over him. “I’m fine…“ A trickle of blood ran out of the corner of his mouth and Sasuke tried to catch it with his tongue, but the blonde had already seen it.

“Holy shit Sasuke!” He cried, “You’re hurt worse than I thought!” Naruto turned, presumably for the door and the medical supplies on the table in the living room, but Sasuke caught his wrist quickly.

“I’m fine Dobe,” he deadpanned. When the blonde turned back and looked at him, he continued. “I bit my cheek and it bled.”

“Why did you bite your cheek?”

The dark haired man sighed, releasing his hold on his former rival. “It was an accident, idiot.”

“Oh.” The springs creaked as Naruto sat on the bed. Sasuke knew the blonde wanted to ‘talk’. Gods he hated all this emotional shit. “Sasuke, you were…it sounded kind of like…are you sure you okay?”

He thought about lying again, but he was too tired and he almost didn’t care anymore. “No, Naruto, I’m not okay,” he said, his voice quieter than he intended. He cursed under his breath as the shaking started getting worse.

His statement was met with silence. After a moment Naruto responded. “Is there anything I can do?”

Sasuke shifted, moving closer towards the wall. “Get in bed with me,” the dark haired man whispered, throwing the sheets back. He felt the blonde stiffen. “I’m cold and I can’t seem to get warm.”

Something of his emotions must have come through his voice, because he sighed in relief as he felt the man he once called his best friend crawl into the sheets beside him. Sasuke hesitated a moment before moving closer and laying his head on the tan man’s shoulder. He could already feel the other man’s heat seeping into him.

Naruto tensed at first, and then slid his arms around the man lying next to him, pulling him closer. They ended up with Sasuke half-draped across the blonde’s body. Their legs intertwined and the dark haired man’s face pressed into a tanned neck. It was comfortable and the closest to safe Sasuke had felt since he was a child.

The warmth and security relaxed him and he felt himself drifting off. Naruto’s hands began moving lightly up and down his back. Even through the cotton fabric of his shirt, the touch sent tingles of pleasure up his spine and small pulses of heat to his stomach.

In his daze, Sasuke became aware that he was getting hard. Something about the feel of the blonde’s hands on him was sending signals of arousal through his body. His breathing became shallow and he unconsciously started to rock against the Naruto’s hip. Pushing his arousal against the hard surface, to try relieving some of the growing pressure. He needed to get closer, he need more friction. He shifted, trying to pull himself tighter against the heat and he felt his leg brush against the blonde’s groin. Black eyes snapped open, he was completely awake now and he wasn’t the only one aroused. He moved his legs again and heard a sharp intake of breath above him.

“S-Sasuke?”

The dark haired man didn’t answer, he was afraid to break the spell that was slowly forming over them. The hand that had been lying idly on the tan bare chest began to descend. It brushed over taut abs, running briefly over the hairs on the lower part of the blonde’s abdomen, before stopping at the top of still slightly damp shorts. They were both breathing harshly and Sasuke barely noticed he was still rocking against Naruto’s hip.

He hesitated, pausing for a moment before sliding his hand under those shorts. Naruto wasn’t wearing any boxers and Sasuke hands tangled briefly in his pubic hair. Then his slender cool fingers found the hot hard flesh of the blonde’s arousal.

Naruto’s breath stuttered out of him, his hips jerking up as Sasuke palmed his erection, before encircling it with his still trembling hand. He began moving his hand slowly up and down; relishing the way the blonde tensed, moaned, and moved against him.

The hand on his back moved up to clutch harshly at his hair sending the sting of pain down his neck. But the dark haired man only moved his hand faster.

Suddenly, Naruto grunted. Sasuke blinked up in confusion at finding himself flat on his back with the heat of Naruto’s body grinding him roughly into the bed. His eyes fluttered shut. He fought back a groan as their erections rubbed together; giving him the delicious friction he’d wanted. He parted his thighs allowing their bodies to press together more tightly. Their breathing was loud now and Sasuke couldn’t distinguish where his panting ended and Naruto’s began.

The hand that was still in his hair tightened and then soft lips were crushing against his own; leaving him no choice but to open to the assault. The blonde’s tongue surged between his parted lips, thrusting inside his mouth delving deeply. It filled Sasuke with the heady taste of Naruto.

He groaned and pushed up, meeting the blonde’s rhythm. His hand had left the blonde’s arousal at some point. He reached up grasping the blonde’s hips and their rhythm increased.

The blonde’s mouth left his and he felt the man above him pull back, causing cool air to rush over his body. Before he could think to protest, he felt a jerk on his shirt. Then heard the loud harsh sound of cloth tearing; followed by his newly bared skin being ravished by a hot wet mouth.

“Ah, shit,” Sasuke whispered arching up. The numbness was fading fast now, being replaced with white hot lust. The blonde’s head moved lower, his mouth capturing one of Sasuke’s nipples. Their erections were no longer touching, but the dark haired man continued thrusting against the other man’s toned stomach. “Fuck,” Sasuke almost shouted as he felt sharp teeth nipping harshly at the sensitive peak in the blonde’s mouth.

Naruto moved to other side of his chest, giving the rosy nub there the same attention. Meanwhile, his fingers tugged and pulled on his now ultra sensitive and abused nipple.

Sasuke succeeded in stifling his moans, but his breathy grunts seemed to only encourage his blonde assailant further. Naruto continued to move down, his mouth gently kissing over his ribs before moving to nip and suck just below his navel. Cool air rushed over him once again as the blonde moved back. The pants covering his lower body and his boxers were pulled off harshly; making his body jump and jerk with the force of the action.

He gasped as his erection was freed. Then cried out harshly when a wet mouth suddenly consumed him. His body shuddered as the moist heat moved up and down his pulsing length. The blonde took more of him with each downward stroke until his cock was completely engulfed by that impossibly hot cavern.

“Shit!” Sasuke’s brain was quickly shutting down. He barely had time to wonder where Naruto had learned how to do this when he felt a wet finger probing gently at his entrance. “nnngghh, Naruto,” he gasped out. The blonde swallowed him whole again and that finger filled him, pushing deep inside. The dark haired man’s breath left him in a barely stifled cry that was mixed liberally with pain and pleasure. “Fuck,” he groaned, as that finer inside him continued to probe. He found relaxing against the intrusion was quite easy with the other man still moving his mouth aggressively on his erection.

Then Naruto found his prostate and with a shocked scream Sasuke came, hard. The pleasure tore into him, slashing through his body ruthlessly as he emptied himself into the hot mouth on his cock. “Holy shit,” the raven haired man croaked, his body still shaking and trembling with aftershocks of pleasure.

His softening arousal slipped from between Naruto’s lips. That lusciously talented mouth was now laying soft tender kisses down on the sensitive skin of his inner thighs. Sasuke shivered at the feather like brush of soft moist lips against his skin. The finger still deep inside him was joined by another. The dark haired man shuddered, clenching around the digits as they scissored and stretched inside him. He began pushing down on them as they massaged his prostate sending tremors of pleasure through his body and surges of heat to his groin.

A third finger was added and though Sasuke winced slightly at the added burn, he didn’t tense. The throbbing pleasure caused by the slick digits constant manipulation of his prostate over powered his discomfort. He was getting impatient though, his cock was hardening and he really wanted that rigid warmth he felt earlier filling him.

As if reading his mind, the fingers disappeared. Sasuke tried to ignore the sudden feeling of loss at the abrupt emptiness.

Then his legs were being parted further and Naruto’s almost unnaturally warm body was pressing between his thighs. The blonde moved up, kissing him briefly but passionately as his arousal pushed against Sasuke’s newly stretched opening.

The dark haired man gasped into the mouth above him as he was breached. Naruto’s thick cock moved in, and in, and in until Sasuke wonder just how long the blonde was. He felt warmth pressing against his thighs and realized he was completely filled.

Naruto’s face moved to press against his neck, as he thrust shallowly. The slight action allowed Sasuke to adjust to the feeling. When the dark haired man began moving with him, pushing his hips up to meet the thrust, the blonde pushed back. He held himself on his arms so his strokes were longer, even though they were still gentle. Then the head of Naruto’s thick cock bumped right into the Uchiha’s prostate, causing Sasuke to arch off the bed. His eyes fluttered closed as he cried out.

The blonde pushed in again and though Sasuke arched trying to get that hardened length deeper, Naruto grabbed his hip, holding him still. Sasuke made a disgruntled noise that turned into a whimper as the blond began to grind his hips, his cock massaging and manipulating that sensitive spot.

Sasuke was moaning wantonly, writhing against the bed. His hands fisted in the sheets as the gentle but insistent pressure on his prostate drove him insane. Shockwaves of bliss were vibrating through his body and he felt another orgasm swelling inside him. “Oh, God, Naruto,” he whispered as the wave of ecstasy crashed over his body. He groaned; his body thrusting and shuddering helplessly against the pleasure that rose and fell inside him.

When the last wave of the orgasm faded he opened his eyes. He looked dazedly up into the blue eyes that were gazing at him with unconcealed emotion. Before he could figure out what the blond was feeling, his eye were fluttering closed again as Naruto resumed his movements.

His thrusts were harsher now, as if he was losing control. One of Sasuke’s legs was thrown over a tan shoulder and Sasuke cried out as he was penetrated deeper. Naruto leaned closer, his face pressing again against the dark haired man’s neck. “Gods, you feel so good Sasuke.” Naruto groaned as his rhythm increased.

Sasuke bit his lip to stifle his moans as Naruto’s low grunts filled the air, sending tingles of arousal through Sasuke’s pleasure soaked body. Then Naruto rolled them over again and Sasuke was looking down.

“I want to watch you move,” Naruto whispered his voice husky and raw with need.

The raven haired man could do nothing but obey. He began to move, clenching on that throbbing cocking inside him. He started getting hard again as he watched elation paint Naruto’s face and fill his eyes.

Sasuke leaned down; kissing Naruto’s parted panting lips. Groaning Naruto grabbed his hips and began thrusting roughly inside him. “Oh, God, Sasuke you feel so good and so tight…ah shit…so hot…” His words trailed off into more exclamations of pleasure. The sounds caused a twisting inside the dark haired man that made him realize he was close to cumming again.

The blonde was close as well. His mouth was open, his lidded eyes unfocused and his breathing erratic. Sasuke hissed as his erection was grabbed, shaking as the sensitive flesh was stroked in time with Naruto’s thrusts. “Cum with me, Sasuke,” Naruto gasped out. “I want us to come together.”

And they did.

The blonde’s words pushed Sasuke over that edge for the third time. The orgasm was so strong it hurt, forcing strangled cries from his throat as the agonizing bliss tore through him. He felt Naruto’s cock pulsing inside him, filling him with liquid heat that made him shudder even harder.

Sasuke collapsed against Naruto’s still heaving chest, he was gasping, trying desperately to get his breath back.

As their bodies began to cool, Sasuke grimaced as he realized they were both covered in his cum and he could already feel Naruto’s essence dripping out of him.

“Shower?” Naruto asked tiredly.

“I don’t think I can stand,” Sasuke answered, his limbs felt weak and shaky.

“I’ll take care of you,” Naruto murmured. Something in the tone of his voice let Sasuke know he wasn’t just talking about the shower. “Will…will you let me?”

Sasuke laid there, his body intertwined with the blonde’s. He wanted, no he needed this. He needed this heat that drove away the numbness of pain and grief. He needed Naruto. “Okay.”

Naruto carried him to the shower. After washing them both, he sat on the low bench in the shower, the warm water helping them relax.

The blonde cupped Sasuke’s cheek, forcing dark eyes to his own. Their gazes locked and emotions deep and powerful passed silently between them. “I’ll take care of you,” Naruto said, again. The words were simple, but the meaning behind them was clear. I love you.

The last Uchiha looked into those deep blue eyes, reading all the things that were still unsaid, “Okay,” I love you too.

The End