NaruSasu Tickle!Pron. Because I can.
To be honest, I started this fic in 2007, but breaking up with my Naru-chan who inspired it personal circumstances prevented me from getting too far. After watching the movie though, I felt all excited for this pairing again. So here it is at last, some silly bondage games for your morning.
Title: “Tickle Me Emo ”
Pairing: NaruSasuNaru
Genre: Cracksmut!
Rating: R
Words: 1500
Disclaimer: Not my manga, not my boys.
It still felt unnatural, the whole sex thing.
It had just sort of happened one night, and when it kept just sort of happening, Sasuke decided they had at least better learn how to do it properly. One of the things they hadn’t quite figured out was the whole issue of topping. Of course, Sasuke believed himself to be the superior shinobi in every respect, and had a difficult time rationalizing his submission to the hyperactive delinquent. On the other hand, Naruto was so much louder and so damn obnoxious when he didn’t get his way, and he had really damn sharp teeth too. Fortunately, their ravenous appetites gave them the taste for experimentation and thus many opportunities to switch. Plus, Naruto’s stamina ensured that once was never enough. It was a forceful kind of contact that they made - bites, scratches, twisting positions that strained their lithe muscles -- relatively free of light touches.
Until, that is, Naruto discovered Sasuke’s weakness.
They had already determined before training that the loser of today’s sparring match would be tied up. Sasuke, of course, assumed the winner would be none other than himself. He would never have agreed to this bet had he known Naruto was planning on cheating (which is how Sasuke saw it, at least). So the blond rascal had won the duel, and Sasuke reluctantly resigned himself to the bonds of ropes and bandages the fox-faced victor was wrapping around his wrists and ankles.
“You’re doing it wrong,” Sasuke pointed out.
“Nuh-uh.”
“I can still get out. See?” He flexed his right hand, and the coils of white rope slipped over his wrist like noodles.
“Just…hold…on….there!” Naruto tightened the homemade restraints. “Ha. Try to move now, genius.”
Sasuke tugged at his bonds to no avail. “Took you long enough,” he grunted grudgingly. Then, almost accidentally, Naruto ran the backs of his fingers along Sasuke’s lower belly. Sasuke flinched tightly and made a most un-Sasuke-like sound. Naruto stopped.
“Sasuke, you’re ticklish?”
Sasuke scowled. “No.”
“You are! You are!” A devilish, triumphant smile threatened to split the blond’s face in two.
Sasuke muttered something about “highly attuned Uchiha senses” as Naruto tackled him in a blinding blur. It was quite amusing, watching Sasuke try not to laugh. Naruto wasn’t sure he had ever heard Sasuke giggle. He sounded…well, kind of like a girl.
“Cut it out, dobe!” Sasuke growled as menacingly as he could manage between girlish giggles. But it was too late. His cover was broken. Naruto’s hands became rabid spiders, scurrying all over. “Stop! Stop!”
“Can’t do anything about it, Sasuke-chaaaan!”
Sasuke bit his lip. He bit Naruto’s hand. He bit his own hand. Anything to stifle the shameful sounds coming from his mouth.
“Let’s see which side is the most ticklish,” Naruto said, his fingers dancing up and down the other boy’s ribcage. Sasuke writhed uselessly beneath the escalating hands, both sides apparently equally sensitive to the delicate teasing. There weren’t many soft spots on Sasuke’s body, but the ones that were there, that was the jackpot. The pockets behind his thighs, under his arms, the hollows of his hipbones: all proved deadly. Next, Naruto decided to try the soles of Sasuke’s feet, but Sasuke’s sharingan flared up and he yanked his feet away before Naruto could make his move.
“Ah, no fair!” Naruto complained. “You can’t do that, cheater!” He lunged for Sasuke’s underarms, but the bound boy again anticipated his move and evaded him.
Naruto surveyed the immediate area for something he could use to stop this little problem - and smiled devilishly when he saw his forehead protector. There was nothing Sasuke could do to fight against being blindfolded.
“Ha! Take that you Uchiha brat!” Naruto growled, pleased with himself.
“Take it off now,” Sasuke muttered through clenched teeth.
“Heh.”
Naruto’s fingertips grazed the back of his thigh, just below the curve of his ass. Sasuke nearly flipped over from the sensation. It was twice as bad with the forehead protector strapped over his eyes, and plus, he couldn’t see it coming. He tried to brace himself for the onslaught of random, feather-light touches. He didn’t even know Naruto to be capable of such precision and delicacy. He twisted around sharply to avoid an attack on his collarbone, and whacked his forehead against the headboard. Naruto laughed at him like a child, and the fact that he was being humiliated by a child made this even harder to bear.
“Just do it already!” Sasuke gasped. At least being fucked would feel good.
“That’s right, beg me!” Naruto taunted gleefully. “Nah, I think you kinda like this.”
“I’m serious!”
“Then why are you laughing?”
As Naruto probed Sasuke with one lubricated finger, he used the others to tickle the vulnerable surrounding skin. Sasuke squirmed in desperation. Then Naruto got an idea. Sasuke could always physically sense when Naruto got an idea. Maybe because it happened so rarely, he thought. At any rate, Naruto got an idea. It was the same idea he always had: kage bunshin no jutsu.
“You really are…a one-trick pony, Naruto,” Sasuke taunted, between giggles.
Naruto and his three shadow clones just shared an identical, priceless grin. Sasuke was reduced to a flailing puddle of mad laughter as two clones took over tickling duties, leaving no part of his body untouched. The third clone had the difficult task of holding Sasuke’s legs apart and still so that Naruto himself could slide his eager erection inside Sasuke’s defiant little rear. Sasuke would have been perfectly happy to surrender at this point and let Naruto have his way. He would never admit it, but he didn’t actually mind being bottom that much. The tickling, on the other hand, was something he had to resist until he ran out of chakra.
“Stop thrashing around!” Naruto complained. “I can’t get it in if you don’t relax!”
“STOP TICKLING ME THEN,” Sasuke demanded. “Damn clones!” Naruto was having so much fun it made Sasuke furious. This wasn’t even about sex anymore. It was about making him look like a fool.
Naruto hesitated, caught between wanting to fuck Sasuke and wanting to keep tickling him. The two, it seemed were incompatible, even with the clones to help restrain him.
“Okay,” the blond said, “but you have to repeat what I say.”
“Anything!”
The shadow clones stopped torturing the Uchiha, but they kept their mischievous fingers poised to attack in case the captive rebelled.
“Uzumaki Naruto,” Naruto announced.
“Uzumaki Naruto,” Sasuke repeated.
“Is the best ninja in the world…”
“Is the best ninja in the world,” Sasuke rolled his eyes. The stupidity exceeded even his expectations.
“…won today’s fight fair and square…”
“Won today’s fight fair and square.”
“…will be the Hokage of Konoha…”
“Will be the Hokage of Konoha.”
“And Sasuke’s seme forever!” Naruto cried triumphantly.
“And - wait what? I’m not saying tha - GAH!”
Naruto shook his head at Sasuke as the shadow clones tickled him mercilessly. “I gave you a chance, bastard.”
But unbeknownst to Naruto, all Sasuke’s thrashing about had loosened his ropes enough to form a seal that dispelled the shadow clones and the bonds with a single burst of violent chakra. When the three puffs of smoke cleared, Sasuke had thrown off his blindfold and pinned the unsuspecting blond to the ground.
“Sa…suke?” Naruto looked up at him with wide blue eyes.
“I think that after all that I should be the one to fuck you,” Sasuke panted. He had his honor to protect after all.
“No fair! I won the fight; I’m seme today!”
“You cheated!”
“So did you, just now!” Naruto protested. “You were supposed to be tied up!”
Sasuke rolled his eyes. “We’re never going to get anywhere like this.”
“But it was so much fun,” said Naruto. “And I’m not trying to ‘get anywhere.’ I’m right where I wanna be. With you.” He made a kissy face. Sasuke cringed.
“You’re insufferable.”
“I know. But I’m the best ninja ever.” He grinned. “You said it yourself.”
Sasuke sighed. “I guess I did.” He released his death grip on Naruto and lay next to him. He patted his arm affectionately and smirked. “You’re not, though.”
Naruto waved a threatening finger near Sasuke’s belly and he yanked himself away.
“I have soooooo much power over you,” Naruto laughed. He was so pleased with himself.
“Hmf.” Sasuke rolled over. “You’re cute.”
“Sasuke thinks I’m cuuuute.” Naruto blushed happily. Sasuke sighed.
“You’re not ticklish, are you, Naruto?”
“Nope!”
“I bet you are.”
“So try it then!”
“No. Tickling is stupid.”
“Nuh-uh!”
“Yeah, it is. It’s for kids. Not people who want to be Hokage. Grownups don’t tickle each other.”
Naruto pouted. “Then what do they do for fun?”
“This.” Sasuke reached down between Naruto’s legs to give him a few steady pumps. Naruto gasped, becoming almost instantly hard.
“Want to try again?” Sasuke asked lowly in his ear. Naruto nodded, a pink flush rising in his cheeks.
So they did.
Title: “Tickle Me Emo ”
Pairing: NaruSasuNaru
Genre: Cracksmut!
Rating: R
Words: 1500
Disclaimer: Not my manga, not my boys.
It still felt unnatural, the whole sex thing.
It had just sort of happened one night, and when it kept just sort of happening, Sasuke decided they had at least better learn how to do it properly. One of the things they hadn’t quite figured out was the whole issue of topping. Of course, Sasuke believed himself to be the superior shinobi in every respect, and had a difficult time rationalizing his submission to the hyperactive delinquent. On the other hand, Naruto was so much louder and so damn obnoxious when he didn’t get his way, and he had really damn sharp teeth too. Fortunately, their ravenous appetites gave them the taste for experimentation and thus many opportunities to switch. Plus, Naruto’s stamina ensured that once was never enough. It was a forceful kind of contact that they made - bites, scratches, twisting positions that strained their lithe muscles -- relatively free of light touches.
Until, that is, Naruto discovered Sasuke’s weakness.
They had already determined before training that the loser of today’s sparring match would be tied up. Sasuke, of course, assumed the winner would be none other than himself. He would never have agreed to this bet had he known Naruto was planning on cheating (which is how Sasuke saw it, at least). So the blond rascal had won the duel, and Sasuke reluctantly resigned himself to the bonds of ropes and bandages the fox-faced victor was wrapping around his wrists and ankles.
“You’re doing it wrong,” Sasuke pointed out.
“Nuh-uh.”
“I can still get out. See?” He flexed his right hand, and the coils of white rope slipped over his wrist like noodles.
“Just…hold…on….there!” Naruto tightened the homemade restraints. “Ha. Try to move now, genius.”
Sasuke tugged at his bonds to no avail. “Took you long enough,” he grunted grudgingly. Then, almost accidentally, Naruto ran the backs of his fingers along Sasuke’s lower belly. Sasuke flinched tightly and made a most un-Sasuke-like sound. Naruto stopped.
“Sasuke, you’re ticklish?”
Sasuke scowled. “No.”
“You are! You are!” A devilish, triumphant smile threatened to split the blond’s face in two.
Sasuke muttered something about “highly attuned Uchiha senses” as Naruto tackled him in a blinding blur. It was quite amusing, watching Sasuke try not to laugh. Naruto wasn’t sure he had ever heard Sasuke giggle. He sounded…well, kind of like a girl.
“Cut it out, dobe!” Sasuke growled as menacingly as he could manage between girlish giggles. But it was too late. His cover was broken. Naruto’s hands became rabid spiders, scurrying all over. “Stop! Stop!”
“Can’t do anything about it, Sasuke-chaaaan!”
Sasuke bit his lip. He bit Naruto’s hand. He bit his own hand. Anything to stifle the shameful sounds coming from his mouth.
“Let’s see which side is the most ticklish,” Naruto said, his fingers dancing up and down the other boy’s ribcage. Sasuke writhed uselessly beneath the escalating hands, both sides apparently equally sensitive to the delicate teasing. There weren’t many soft spots on Sasuke’s body, but the ones that were there, that was the jackpot. The pockets behind his thighs, under his arms, the hollows of his hipbones: all proved deadly. Next, Naruto decided to try the soles of Sasuke’s feet, but Sasuke’s sharingan flared up and he yanked his feet away before Naruto could make his move.
“Ah, no fair!” Naruto complained. “You can’t do that, cheater!” He lunged for Sasuke’s underarms, but the bound boy again anticipated his move and evaded him.
Naruto surveyed the immediate area for something he could use to stop this little problem - and smiled devilishly when he saw his forehead protector. There was nothing Sasuke could do to fight against being blindfolded.
“Ha! Take that you Uchiha brat!” Naruto growled, pleased with himself.
“Take it off now,” Sasuke muttered through clenched teeth.
“Heh.”
Naruto’s fingertips grazed the back of his thigh, just below the curve of his ass. Sasuke nearly flipped over from the sensation. It was twice as bad with the forehead protector strapped over his eyes, and plus, he couldn’t see it coming. He tried to brace himself for the onslaught of random, feather-light touches. He didn’t even know Naruto to be capable of such precision and delicacy. He twisted around sharply to avoid an attack on his collarbone, and whacked his forehead against the headboard. Naruto laughed at him like a child, and the fact that he was being humiliated by a child made this even harder to bear.
“Just do it already!” Sasuke gasped. At least being fucked would feel good.
“That’s right, beg me!” Naruto taunted gleefully. “Nah, I think you kinda like this.”
“I’m serious!”
“Then why are you laughing?”
As Naruto probed Sasuke with one lubricated finger, he used the others to tickle the vulnerable surrounding skin. Sasuke squirmed in desperation. Then Naruto got an idea. Sasuke could always physically sense when Naruto got an idea. Maybe because it happened so rarely, he thought. At any rate, Naruto got an idea. It was the same idea he always had: kage bunshin no jutsu.
“You really are…a one-trick pony, Naruto,” Sasuke taunted, between giggles.
Naruto and his three shadow clones just shared an identical, priceless grin. Sasuke was reduced to a flailing puddle of mad laughter as two clones took over tickling duties, leaving no part of his body untouched. The third clone had the difficult task of holding Sasuke’s legs apart and still so that Naruto himself could slide his eager erection inside Sasuke’s defiant little rear. Sasuke would have been perfectly happy to surrender at this point and let Naruto have his way. He would never admit it, but he didn’t actually mind being bottom that much. The tickling, on the other hand, was something he had to resist until he ran out of chakra.
“Stop thrashing around!” Naruto complained. “I can’t get it in if you don’t relax!”
“STOP TICKLING ME THEN,” Sasuke demanded. “Damn clones!” Naruto was having so much fun it made Sasuke furious. This wasn’t even about sex anymore. It was about making him look like a fool.
Naruto hesitated, caught between wanting to fuck Sasuke and wanting to keep tickling him. The two, it seemed were incompatible, even with the clones to help restrain him.
“Okay,” the blond said, “but you have to repeat what I say.”
“Anything!”
The shadow clones stopped torturing the Uchiha, but they kept their mischievous fingers poised to attack in case the captive rebelled.
“Uzumaki Naruto,” Naruto announced.
“Uzumaki Naruto,” Sasuke repeated.
“Is the best ninja in the world…”
“Is the best ninja in the world,” Sasuke rolled his eyes. The stupidity exceeded even his expectations.
“…won today’s fight fair and square…”
“Won today’s fight fair and square.”
“…will be the Hokage of Konoha…”
“Will be the Hokage of Konoha.”
“And Sasuke’s seme forever!” Naruto cried triumphantly.
“And - wait what? I’m not saying tha - GAH!”
Naruto shook his head at Sasuke as the shadow clones tickled him mercilessly. “I gave you a chance, bastard.”
But unbeknownst to Naruto, all Sasuke’s thrashing about had loosened his ropes enough to form a seal that dispelled the shadow clones and the bonds with a single burst of violent chakra. When the three puffs of smoke cleared, Sasuke had thrown off his blindfold and pinned the unsuspecting blond to the ground.
“Sa…suke?” Naruto looked up at him with wide blue eyes.
“I think that after all that I should be the one to fuck you,” Sasuke panted. He had his honor to protect after all.
“No fair! I won the fight; I’m seme today!”
“You cheated!”
“So did you, just now!” Naruto protested. “You were supposed to be tied up!”
Sasuke rolled his eyes. “We’re never going to get anywhere like this.”
“But it was so much fun,” said Naruto. “And I’m not trying to ‘get anywhere.’ I’m right where I wanna be. With you.” He made a kissy face. Sasuke cringed.
“You’re insufferable.”
“I know. But I’m the best ninja ever.” He grinned. “You said it yourself.”
Sasuke sighed. “I guess I did.” He released his death grip on Naruto and lay next to him. He patted his arm affectionately and smirked. “You’re not, though.”
Naruto waved a threatening finger near Sasuke’s belly and he yanked himself away.
“I have soooooo much power over you,” Naruto laughed. He was so pleased with himself.
“Hmf.” Sasuke rolled over. “You’re cute.”
“Sasuke thinks I’m cuuuute.” Naruto blushed happily. Sasuke sighed.
“You’re not ticklish, are you, Naruto?”
“Nope!”
“I bet you are.”
“So try it then!”
“No. Tickling is stupid.”
“Nuh-uh!”
“Yeah, it is. It’s for kids. Not people who want to be Hokage. Grownups don’t tickle each other.”
Naruto pouted. “Then what do they do for fun?”
“This.” Sasuke reached down between Naruto’s legs to give him a few steady pumps. Naruto gasped, becoming almost instantly hard.
“Want to try again?” Sasuke asked lowly in his ear. Naruto nodded, a pink flush rising in his cheeks.
So they did.