For: huonggiang
From: yuuko_uchiha
Title: Your smile
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Their meeting started with the wrong foot, luckily Naruto had a source of blackmail.
Warnings: n/a
A/N: Thanks to my betas who made this mode readable. And I hope you like it huonggiang! I have to admit that I’m not very fond of time skips but as you wanted to read how their relationship evolved I did my best!
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Naruto took a deep breath and inhaled the scent of the wet grass in the air; he took the camera from his neck and put it in his right hand to keep it safe as he put his left on the tree to jump down. Once he was on the floor he leaned on the tree and re-played all the images stored in his camera. He smiled content with all of them. He had been able to take all the pictures he needed from the city hall and the garden in front of it in one day; he just needed some shots from the roof of the city hall, and he would be done. It had taken him less than a week to visit all the places he needed to do the job.
Naruto wondered if his father would be in his office. He sighed and passed his hand through the strands of his hair. Walking through the garden in front of the city hall, he thought of how he could convince his father to let him download the photos on his father’s computer as he had forgotten to bring his own laptop. He wanted to download them because sometimes when he got home he got nasty surprises-after all the screen of the camera was small-and wanted to make sure he had everything ready.
He was about to cross the street when he saw someone who grabbed his attention. It was a guy: pale skin, black hair, wearing a suit with a cup of coffee in his hands and a suitcase on the floor next to him. The light came from his left sharpening his features. He was a handsome man and the look of concentration called Naruto forward.
Quickly, so he wouldn’t lose the moment Naruto took his camera out of his case and took a couple of pictures. Naruto checked them on the screen and was amazed at how photogenic this guy was, so he took a few more and realized they would probably look great if he printed them in grayscale. He took more photographs looking excited at the result, so focused on seeing the images he didn’t noticed that the guy had stood up and walked towards him with an angry expression until he felt a shadow looming over him.
“What are you doing?” an angry voice called out to him.
Naruto stood up, scratching his cheek and smiling. “Hello,” he said awkwardly.
The guy placed his hands on his hips, making Naruto annoyed at his attitude.
“I was just taking some pictures,” Naruto answered stiffly and jumped back when the guy tried to grab his camera “What do you think you’re doing?”
“No,” the guy growled “What do you think you’re doing?”
“I told you, I was just taking some pictures.” Naruto took a step back.
“And then what?” he spat. “Were you going to sell them to some tabloid?”
“What?” He said confused. “Why would I do that?”
“Don’t lie, you idiot. Give me that camera!”
“You are crazy dude! I was just taking some pictures of the plaza, and then I saw you,” Naruto tried to explain as he took his camera, browsing through the screen “And I was going to ask you.” Naruto made quick eye contact with him. “I never print them without permission.” It was true; Naruto took pictures of whatever caught his eye, but when it came to people he loved taking pictures when they didn’t know because it made the pictures more real, but he always - always - showed the pictures to them. Some people would ask him for a copy. Some people would get shy but Naruto had never encountered someone with such an aggressive response.
The guy didn’t wait. He stepped forward and grabbed the camera pulling it. Naruto was able to hold it back by the strap “Wait!” Naruto shouted when the guy gave a harder pull, feeling helpless when after another tug the camera went flying to the ground.
Naruto walked towards the camera, kneeling down next to it. “Fuck.” Pulling his hair with his hands he said, disbelieving, “It broke.”
“Good,” Naruto heard the other guy say.
“What’s wrong it you?” Naruto growled, forgetting the camera and grabbing the guy’s suit with his hands and pulling him close. The guy just raised an eyebrow with a smug expression making Naruto even angrier.
“Naruto!” someone shouted at him.
Naruto turned around, watching how his dad and his personal advisors came walking quickly towards him. He felt the guy tense.
“Hi dad.” The look on Minato’s face made him feel like a 5 years old who had just stolen a cookie and gotten caught in the act.
“What are you doing with Mr. Uchiha?” Minato asked him patiently, making him release the guy’s suit.
“I’m going to kick his ass?” Naruto said flatly, barely hearing Mr. Uchiha’s snort. Naruto saw how his father put his hand of his face sighing-even when he couldn’t hear it as he saw Minato’s chest movement-Obito instead, waved at him while Rin pulled Obito back.
“Naruto,” Minato voice was a mix of exasperation and sternness.
“What?!” Naruto exclaimed, his hands going in front of him out of reflex. He couldn’t believe his father! He wasn’t doing anything wrong.
“We’ll talk about it later Naruto.” His stare left no place for argument. “Let’s go Sasuke. I hope you finished those layouts.”
“Yes, Mr. Namikaze,” Sasuke-who had remained unmoving during the exchange-said before walking to catch up with the Mayor.
Naruto’s yell of, “But he broke my fucking camera!” followed them as they crossed the street towards the city hall. He saw his father glare at him but he didn’t care. The only person remaining behind was Kakashi who silently followed him when Naruto went back to what was left of his camera to extract the memory card.
“Didn’t he notice it was a digital camera?” Kakashi asked amused.
“Probably not,” Naruto answered mournfully “Damn it Kakashi, they don’t make this model anymore!” He sighed and finally turned around to observe Kakashi. “Aren’t you gonna ask what happened?”
“It’s obvious Naruto: you took a picture of him, and he didn’t like it.”
Naruto nodded. “And who is that guy? Sasuke Uchiha?”
“He is the architect you are taking those pictures for,” Kakashi explained at Naruto’s disbelieving face. “I guess he was early and was waiting for Minato’s arrival.”
“Sasuke Uchiha, huh?” Naruto narrowed his eyes towards the window of Minato’s office. “Well, that asshole owes me a camera.”
- - -
Naruto waited for the printer to finish with all the pictures he had taken. He choose the ones that were good, the couple he would need to retake, and put the pictures of Sasuke Uchiha aside.
When Naruto had googled Sasuke Uchiha, two kinds of articles had come up as a result. Sasuke had his own architects’ firm which consisted of 4 members including him. He had won prizes all over the world but still lived in his childhood home, Konoha. There were some pretty amazing pictures of the buildings he had designed. In fact, Naruto was almost sure a couple were his.
And the other kinds of articles were from magazines like Fortune 500 and other celebrity magazines. Sasuke Uchiha was the brother of Itachi-so awesome he didn’t need to use his last name-and because of a joke his famous movie star brother had made on the red carpet, Sasuke had been exposed to the media.
It had happened a couple years ago when Naruto had been in the middle of nowhere taking pictures for National Geographic; that’s the reason why he hadn’t made the connection before. Now that he knew they were brothers, he could see the resemblance. He could also see why Sasuke had reacted the way he had when he found out that Sasuke had his own fanclub. You could even ‘like’ him on facebook. It seemed like every time Itachi did something people followed Sasuke around asking him for details about Itachi whatever the theme was: an upcoming movie, a new girlfriend, boyfriend, the vacations Itachi was taking, the person that stole his suitcase at the airport, etc.
Naruto could envision rich women hiring Sasuke to design their houses at theirs husbands’ expenses just to meet him.
Naruto could empathize with him. After all he had changed his last name when he began his career because he didn’t want people looking down at him for being the son of a famous politician-not that he would ever deny being his father’s son-he just wanted to make a name on his own, and even though Sasuke hadn’t changed his last name Naruto knew what it was like to be under such a strong figure.
But that didn’t give him a reason to break his precious camera!
So what did he do? He went to the City Hall, and when everybody was busy he slid into his father’s office and borrowed Sasuke’s business card. He felt a bit bad for Obito though. Naruto knew he was the one who would likely being accused-by Rin-of losing it, but at the end they would be able to contact him again.
So using his computer’s camera Naruto took Sasuke’s printed picture and took a picture of him holding it, after a minute an idea occured to him, he took a crayon from his pencil holder and drew a mustache on Sasuke’s face just to annoy him and took an other picture. Naruto attached it to an email and sent it to Sasuke’s email address.
Naruto waited for 15 minutes and called-the unsurprisingly-private number. When the receptionist answered the phone he was already smiling, asking for Sasuke. He didn’t give his name, just asked her to tell him to check his email. He couldn’t wait.
He had to wait on the line 4 minutes and 37 seconds-not that he was counting-before Sasuke’s pissed off voice greeted him.
“You idiot, I thought those pictures were gone!”
Naruto laughed. “Guess you didn’t realize it was a digital camera asshole,” Naruto suddenly frowned, still angry at the memory. “They don’t make that model anymore, I hope you are happy.”
“What do you want?” Sasuke snapped.
“Well you owe me a new one,” Naruto sing-songed.
“I owe you nothing. I’m hanging up.”
“Well,” Naruto sighed dramatically “I could always sell those pictures and use that money to buy-”
“Fine!” Sasuke almost yelled, Naruto swore he could hear something breaking. “I’ll buy you a new camera.”
“And dinner,” he chirped. “For all the trouble”
“I’m not paying for anything fancy,” Sasuke said rudely.
“Cheap bastard,” Naruto rolled his eyes. “Ichiraku Ramen. Do you know where that is?”
“Everybody knows Ichiraku Ramen. I’m not eating that crap.”
“Great!” Naruto clapped his hands, choosing to not pay attention to the last part. “I’ll see you there Tuesday at 7. Bring my camera!” And he hung up before Sasuke could say anything else.
It’s not like Naruto really needed a new camera. It had been his favorite, but he had others. He just wanted to teach Sasuke a lesson and not because he might feel a tiny little bit of attraction to him and was looking for an excuse to meet him again.
Not at all.
- - -
Naruto ran towards Ichiraku. He was late, and he hated to be late but thanks to Murphy’s Law he had been held back. Everything was Sasuke’s fault, even global warming! When he arrived, he saw Sasuke near the entrance. He was glaring at any human being that came close to him. Naruto snorted. It’s not like they could avoid it; Sasuke was in their way.
“Could you tell me why you made me come here? To make me wait for you?” Sasuke greeted when he saw Naruto cross the street.
Naruto sighed loudly. “What crawled up your ass and died?” Naruto asked as he went inside the restaurant, confident Sasuke would follow. “And besides, it’s your own damn fault! Why did you send urgent messages to Obito?”
Sasuke’s nose pointed upwards when they finally sat at their table, “Because I needed-”
“To Obito, you don’t send urgent stuff to Obito.” Naruto paused for a second “I thought you were cousins or something, you should know.” Naruto finished with his chin on the palm of his hand, accepting the menu from the hostess.
Naruto could see Sasuke looking around trying to hide-unsuccessfully-a small blush. It made Naruto smile.
“Well?”
“What?” Sasuke asked
“Is he family?” Naruto clarified as he looked at the menu.
“Yes, he is, but we aren’t really close.”
“That doesn’t surprise me,” Naruto commented.
“What is that supposed to mean?” Sasuke glared at him.
“That I would have seen you around!” Naruto exclaimed “Geez! Stop being a jerk. Asshole,” he muttered the last part.
Before Sasuke could retaliate the waiter came and took their order.
“Well,” Naruto began, “where is my camera?” He looked around eagerly like he was waiting for the camera to jump out at him.
“My photos first.” Sasuke deadpanned. “And I want your word you won’t ever sell them to anyone and destroy the files.”
“No,” Naruto said seriously. “I promise I won’t ever sell them, but I’m not destroying the files. You see, the problem is, is that you are really photogenic and I like them. If what you are worried is that I’ll publish them you offend me,” Naruto sat straight on his chair. “You should know by now I was really only taking your picture because I simply liked how you looked that day”.
“You promise?” Sasuke extended his arm.
“I never go back on my word” Naruto said before shaking hands with Sasuke over the table.
Once Sasuke nodded Naruto smiled, he took the photos he had been carrying in his jacket and gave them to Sasuke. Sasuke left the photos on the table as he opened the briefcase he had been carrying. Naruto’s disbelieving “What?!” made some other patrons turn around.
“It’s a disposable camera!” He looked at Sasuke and the thing in his hands. “A disposable camera! How do you compare my baby to that thing?”
“You never told me what camera you wanted,” Sasuke told him coldly.
“I want the same camera you broke!”
“Too late. Besides, isn’t a good photographer supposed to be able to take good pictures no matter what?” Sasuke mocked.
“Asshole,” Naruto said fuming but held back when the food arrived. He was well known in the place dammit! He didn’t want to be thrown out-he knew the old man would do it if he got too loud.
Naruto took the first bite of his food, thinking how he could get back at Sasuke. He observed how Sasuke took the envelope, seemingly ready to put it aside when one of the pictures slid out of the envelope. His heart rate increased as he eagerly waited for Sasuke’s reaction.
Naruto observed carefully how Sasuke’s dark grey eyes widened when he saw the pictures. Naruto wasn’t vain but he knew those were some damn good pictures. They could easily be used as a front cover in a magazine-not that he was that kind of photographer.
He smiled slyly at Sasuke, almost laughing when he just cleared his throat and began to eat.
“Cat got your tongue?” Naruto teased.
“Those are good,” Sasuke simply said.
“Good? They are awesome!”
“Do you want a prize?” Sasuke put the photos on his briefcase.
“I already have one,” Naruto said, showing Sasuke his tongue. He took the disposable camera and looked at it sadly. He pointed it at Sasuke and took a picture. “Stop it,” Sasuke demanded after he swallowed the ramen that was on his mouth but Naruto took another one just to annoy him.
The dinner went better than what Naruto had anticipated and after the first few pictures he took Sasuke relaxed, ignored him and ate peacefully. Naruto felt proud of his work.
They chatted about the job Sasuke was doing for the city mainly because it was common ground for both of them. Naruto talked about his travels and Sasuke contributed sparsely to the chat but still, it was comfortable.
When the check arrived they paid for their meal. They took their things and made it outside. Naruto kept playing with the camera he had on his hands. Smirking when he noticed the film was over.
“You know, I wonder how these,” he said raising the camera so Sasuke knew he was talking about “photos will come out”
Sasuke grunted, looking to the street’s direction. “I was supposed to pay for dinner.”
“Oh yeah!” Naruto was truly surprised; he had forgotten that part of the deal. “I guess another day?”
Sasuke nodded and walked away, leaving Naruto with a small smile on his face.
- - -
Naruto rang the bell and adjusted the blue jacket he was wearing. He was a bit nervous today. He and Sasuke had been spending time together in the last month, whenever it be working on the City’s projects or just having dinner and watching a movie.
Sasuke had been invited by the City’s officials to a gala the week before and by consequence Sasuke had met all his family. Even when Sasuke hid it very well Naruto had been able to tell he had been annoyed by Kushina’s constant questioning about Itachi as well as Tsunade’s big-boob-hug-as Naruto called it-and the constant perving by his granddad.
This week Sasuke claimed he had to get his car into the workshop and needed to be picked up at his parents’ house. It seemed the only appropriate revenge would be extracted in the form of Naruto meeting his parents, even when it was unofficially his turn.
He was anxious. It was the first time he came to Sasuke’s parents’ house and he didn’t know what to expect; maybe Sasuke would open the door and they would be able to run for it.
Naruto cleared his throat when a sweet-looking woman opened the door for him. “Mrs. Uchiha?” Naruto asked, not wanting to make a mistake, but with those facial features she had to be Sasuke’s mom.
“Yes?” She said sweetly.
“I’m here to pick Sasuke up. Is he around?” Naruto changed his weight from the left to the right leg when she frowned. “I’m Naruto Uzumaki”
Before she could answer Sasuke’s voice reached them. “Naruto?”
Naruto tensed when he saw Sasuke’s distraught expression “Is there something wrong?”
“No.” Sasuke said, placing his hand on his mother’s shoulder when she nodded and gave a few steps back. “Itachi just arrived unannounced. The time flew and it slipped my mind to call you.”
“Oh,” Naruto’s expression was disappointed. “I guess I’ll see you another day then.”
But before he could step back Mikoto interrupted them, “Sasuke dear, if you don’t have other plans why don’t you invite your friend for dinner?”
Naruto’s eyes widened and mouthed his negative, but when he saw Sasuke’s smirk he knew he was doomed. “Yes, Naruto, why don’t you stay for dinner? I would hate to cancel when you are already here.”
“But I don’t want to inconvenience you,” he said glaring at Sasuke.
“Nonsense!” Mikoto answered. “You are welcome to stay. Come on in,” she said with a smile, stepping aside to let him in.
Naruto nodded, pushing Sasuke when he walked by his side. He couldn’t help feeling welcomed though. She seemed really nice. Naruto followed her into the kitchen, surprised the house wasn’t excessively big; the simple decoration in warm colors, they walked by a beautiful vase that sitting in the receiver, everything looked styled simply without excessive opulence; it did seem to have an indoor pool though.
When they got to the kitchen Sasuke walked towards his brother who was next to the white counter. Naruto shook hands with Itachi when Sasuke introduced them. Itachi had a really strong presence. Naruto could see what people found alluring in him but he was sure he wouldn’t want to make him angry.
After the introduction Sasuke placed his hand on his lower back and pushed him to meet his father, Fugaku, who was the one cooking, and Naruto got a bit anxious when Fugaku put the knife he was holding on the counter. The handshake was firm and harsher than needed but Naruto stood his ground. He was scared shitless, but there was no reason to show it.
He heard Itachi excuse himself and leave the kitchen but didn’t pay too much attention. Instead he figured it would get him extra points to help with the food, so he did.
When the food was done they began to move things into the dining room. After leaving the water jug he was carrying, Naruto took the envelope with the pictures. “Where is my camera?” Naruto asked suddenly, noticing how the family tensed.
Sasuke rolled his eyes and went to the TV room to get it. In the meantime Naruto looked around not knowing what he had done. He was about to put the envelope in his jacket again but Itachi came back and took it first, when Sasuke came back he tried to take the envelope from his brother Itachi held it up. Naruto chuckled at Sasuke because he couldn’t reach it earning a glare from Sasuke “Whose side are you on?” Sasuke murmured.
Itachi nodded to his parents who sat at the table. “So you are the one who has been taking pictures of my brother,” Itachi asked him after making eye contact.
Naruto nodded and threw a questioning look toward Sasuke.
“Are you a photographer?” Fugaku asked him with such a tense tone Naruto idly wondered what would happen if he ran towards the door: would Sasuke be able to reach it first?
“Yes,” Naruto hesitated. Fugaku’s demeanor change made him curse his career choice. Why hadn’t he listened to his dad and studied International Affairs or something like that? He watched as Mikoto served the food.
“Those are pretty good,” Itachi said, getting everybody’s attention. “To get this result with a disposable camera I can’t imagine what you would able to do with a proper one.”
“Thanks,” Naruto said blushing at the praise, squirming in his seat when Itachi gave the pictures to his mother.
“Sasuke hasn’t told us a lot about you,” Mikoto explained.
“It was because I wanted to give Naruto the opportunity to do it himself,” Sasuke said, taking a sip of his water.
Naruto glared at him. He tasted the food and got a bit distracted by the tasty flavor, he wondered if it would be a good choice to praise Fugaku for the food; it was really good.
“So, what are you working on right now Mr. Uzumaki”
‘Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck,’ Naruto thought, hitting Sasuke under the table. “Actually I’m working with Sasuke on the new museum project.”
“These are really great” Mikoto interrupted excitedly. “You should take Itachi’s pictures! Weren’t you saying darling that you didn’t like the last shoot you had to do?”
“I didn’t like the setting mother,” Itachi said coolly. “I wouldn’t mind working with you though.”
“Ah, thanks,” Naruto said scratching his cheek. “But I’m not that kind of photographer.” He looked at Fugaku apprehensively when Mikoto gave him the pictures.
“What do you mean by that?” Fugaku asked his face a bit red.
“I work more with other kinds of magazines, not fashion.” Naruto explained rubbing his sweaty palm on his jeans “I work mainly for National Geographic’s magazine and sometimes I produce tv shows of the same cut. I’m only working on the Museum’s project because dad always donates my pay to a charity.” He turned towards Sasuke when he squeezed his hand under the table.
“You didn’t tell me that,” Sasuke said quietly.
Naruto shrugged. “I didn’t want people to think he was giving me jobs because of our relationship. It was actually Obito who came up with the solution. I do it gladly,” he said, looking at Sasuke’s eyes as he smiled as if he was the only person around.
“Obito Uchiha?” Naruto nodded at Fugaku’s question “Who is your father?” Fugaku’s eyes were half hidden.
“The Mayor,” Sasuke smirked, answering for him.
Naruto saw Itachi exchange a knowing look with Sasuke while Mikoto smiled and Fugaku stared at him-Naruto guessed-looking for the resemblance and nodded, was that an approval? Geez! All the family was so hard to please. First Sasuke, then his parents: the only person who seemed ok was his brother.
“The food is great Mr. Uchiha,” he took the risk after taking another bite, hoping to relax the atmosphere.
“Call me Fugaku,”
Naruto nodded smiling.
“Can we keep the pictures?” Mikoto asked sweetly.
“Of course,” Naruto still was going to kill Sasuke though. “Sasuke must have many more around.”
“And tell me Naruto,” Itachi said, catching his attention, “is my brother a difficult model?”
“Well, I don’t know, I just like to take pictures of him when he is doing something else.”
“He has always liked to have pictures taken of him though,” Itachi told him, placing his chin on his hand. Naruto was really intrigued when he saw Sasuke shift in his seat. “When he was a kid he loved when mom took pictures of him.”
“You wouldn’t!” Sasuke whispered, his incredulous voice making Naruto smile.
“Do you wanna see one?” Itachi ignored his brother.
Sasuke stood up making a lot of noise with the chair. He tried to grab his brother by the hair but Itachi moved backwards. “Enough,” Fugaku said making Sasuke sit again.
Mikoto asked for the picture Itachi was holding and giggled when she saw it. Naruto was having so much fun now. Sasuke was grunting something and glaring at Itachi and even though he felt sorry Sasuke, Naruto wanted to see the picture. He smiled widely when he saw it. It was definitely an embarrassing picture of Sasuke. He was 5 maybe 6 years old, naked and covered in purple spots--he likely had the chickenpox--holding a microphone and by his facial expression it seemed like he was singing.
“I hate you,” Sasuke told Itachi.
“C’mon Sasuke, you look adorable,” Naruto said, trying to hold in his laugh.
“I hate you too.”
- - -
Laughter was heard on the floor, a loud thud and a whine.
“I think I’m a bit drunk,” Naruto said rubbing the nape of his neck.
“I wouldn’t say just a little,” Sasuke answered before kissing him on the lips.
“Nah! You are just being your usual mean self,” Naruto smiled “I’m just happy.” He kept walking, stopping only when he noticed Sasuke stayed behind, “What?”
“This...” Sasuke pointed with his head at the door Naruto had just passed, “Is my apartment idiot. Where are you going?”
Naruto walked back and went into the apartment before Sasuke. “Nice place,” he noted, he thought that the navy blue adorning the walls fit Sasuke perfectly; he didn’t pay more attention to the details though. Even though he had looked forward to finally coming to Sasuke’s place after knowing him for so many months, he was more interested in other things. “You didn’t give me a camera today, did you forget it?” He turned around to stare at Sasuke. “Why did you bring me here?” He whispered coming closer. “Are you finally gonna have your wicked way with me?”
“Don’t be an idiot,” Sasuke said, pushing Naruto back.
“But I want you to have your wicked way with me Sasuke,” Naruto insisted, almost whining, he came closer again. He ground his hips against Sasuke’s, sighing happily when their lips came in contact again. “What are you waiting for? Permission?”
Naruto pushed Sasuke against the kitchen counter before turning around and walking deeper in the apartment. He passed by the half-open studio’s door towards the room at the end, pleased when he saw it was Sasuke’s bedroom. He smiled a sultry smile at Sasuke over his shoulder before going inside.
Naruto begun to strip down, letting his clothes fall carelessly to the floor. He hissed when his bare feet came in contact with the cold floor, he went to the bed and took off the comforter and lay on the sheets just before Sasuke came in.
“What are you doing?” Naruto smiled when he noticed Sasuke’s voice was raspy.
“I told you already,” Naruto said, his hand caressing his chest “I want you to fuck me.” His eyes glued on Sasuke’s. “We have been dating for a couple months now. I don’t know what you are waiting for.” Naruto extended his hand waiting for Sasuke to take it. When he did Naruto pulled him towards the bed and rolled Sasuke over before sitting on top of him.
“Get off you idiot!” At Sasuke’s request Naruto paused, having doubts for the first time.
“Don’t you want this?” he asked.
“Of course I do!” Sasuke snapped “I just want to do it right.”
“What do you mean?” Naruto demanded “Stop making me feel like a woman and tell me already!” He heard Sasuke whisper something but couldn’t understand, so he asked him to repeat himself.
“I said,” Sasuke said annoyed “that I want you to date you.”
“And what have we been doing?” Naruto asked confused.
“Officially,” Sasuke clarified with a blush on his cheeks.
Naruto laughed. “Oh, now I feel better.”
“Idiot, you are ruining the mood,” Sasuke glared.
“Well,” Naruto began to say as he sat on the bed letting Sasuke free. “Set the mood again, asshole. Strip.”
Sasuke kneeled on the bed, grabbing Naruto’s legs and pulled him towards him.
“You didn’t answer my question”
“Do I really need to?” Naruto said smiling, he kiss Sasuke’s lips and then laid on the bed again.
“Not anymore” Sasuke whispered smiling. He began to unbutton his shirt, letting it land someplace near a chair.
“Sexy,” Naruto teased.
Sasuke snorted and removed his undershirt more slowly, smirking when Naruto’s eyes roamed all over his body. He tilted back to remove his shoes and socks. He undid his belt and hit Naruto lightly for it.
“Oh, Sasuke-sensei, are you gonna punish me for my behavior?”
“Maybe another day,” Sasuke promised. He crawled back off the bed to remove his pants and boxers.
“This was the unsexiest strip I have ever seen,” Naruto whined.
“Then why are you hard?” Sasuke rolled his eyes.
“Because I’m so sexy I make myself hard” Naruto joked “Get the lube.”
Sasuke went to the ensuite to retrieve the lube. He crawled back to the bed, stopping at the level of Naruto’s erection, licking the tip and making Naruto moan at the sensation.
“Later,” Naruto breathed. Sasuke disobeyed and sucked the tip making Naruto raise his hips trying to get deeper into Sasuke’s mouth. He hollowed his cheek creating more suction driving Naruto wild, he whined loudly, asking Sasuke to hurry up. After a few minutes of teasing, when Naruto’s cock was already leaking precum Sasuke opened the lube’s cap and poured some into his fingers “Don’t,”
“Are you kidding?” Sasuke asked, worried.
“No, I don’t need prep,” Naruto put his hands on his head, pulling his hair. “I like the burn.” He thrust his hips upwards. “Please?”
Sasuke bit his lips, doubtful. He obviously didn’t want to hurt Naruto, but the look Naruto was giving him must have decided for him. Sasuke turned him around so he was on his hands and knees. Naruto felt him come close and rub his erection over the cleft of his ass, Sasuke’s body embracing his.
“Touch me,” Naruto pleaded. He moaned when Sasuke complied. “Do it,” He asked after a few minutes of teasing.
Naruto’s head touched the bed when he felt the tip of Sasuke’s cock going in. “Yessss,” he hissed. Naruto’s head went from one side to the other. Naruto asked Sasuke to stop when it felt too much, relaxing his inner muscles, the burn feeling delicious while the hand on his erection helped him relax.
Naruto began to push back when he felt ready. He heard Sasuke moan loudly when his inner muscles contracted around him.
“Ah! Naruto!” Sasuke grunted with a deep voice before licking his back.
Naruto could feel the atmosphere get heavier, sweatier, as he began to get lost in sensation barely able to keep his eyes open. Sasuke’s skin against his was warm and slick. He relished the feeling of Sasuke’s weight on top of him, the electric pulses coming from his dick, and the way Sasuke’s cock could open him up every time he thrust in. His own body accepting Sasuke effortlessly.
“Harder,” Naruto kept repeating even when he could feel his orgasm approaching. He whined loudly when Sasuke’s hands slid from his cock to rest on the bed. Sasuke said his name breathlessly before biting him. Naruto could feel Sasuke’s forearm rub against his pulsing cock before he came, giving a high pitched moan. His arms lost their strength, letting his body fall on the bed. Naruto was pushed into the mattress by Sasuke who came a few second later, filling him.
Naruto smiled. There was something about sex that reminded him of a photograph, all the moments were beautiful but there was always a specific shot that captured everything, for him that moment was when Sasuke fell on top of him and their eyes met. Sasuke’s smile had been faint but had been there.
- - -
Naruto was hungry but Sasuke was snoring loudly. After a few minutes he decided to stand up, make himself at home and go to the kitchen.
On his way there he saw a package and his curiosity got the best of him. He came closer and saw it was made out to him. He didn’t need to open it; he already knew what it was. He would recognize his camera’s shape anywhere.
He smiled wistfully when a flash went off. He turned around to see Sasuke holding one of his disposable cameras.
“Hey. I’m naked” Naruto said covering himself with a chair.
“I doesn’t matter” Sasuke said as he walked closer to Naruto to give him a kiss on the lips “This goes to my private collection”
Naruto laughed good naturately “Kinky!” He said before taking the camera from Sasuke’s hands and took a picture of them kissing “I like it”.
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Title: Your smile
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Their meeting started with the wrong foot, luckily Naruto had a source of blackmail.
Warnings: n/a
A/N: Thanks to my betas who made this mode readable. And I hope you like it huonggiang! I have to admit that I’m not very fond of time skips but as you wanted to read how their relationship evolved I did my best!
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Naruto took a deep breath and inhaled the scent of the wet grass in the air; he took the camera from his neck and put it in his right hand to keep it safe as he put his left on the tree to jump down. Once he was on the floor he leaned on the tree and re-played all the images stored in his camera. He smiled content with all of them. He had been able to take all the pictures he needed from the city hall and the garden in front of it in one day; he just needed some shots from the roof of the city hall, and he would be done. It had taken him less than a week to visit all the places he needed to do the job.
Naruto wondered if his father would be in his office. He sighed and passed his hand through the strands of his hair. Walking through the garden in front of the city hall, he thought of how he could convince his father to let him download the photos on his father’s computer as he had forgotten to bring his own laptop. He wanted to download them because sometimes when he got home he got nasty surprises-after all the screen of the camera was small-and wanted to make sure he had everything ready.
He was about to cross the street when he saw someone who grabbed his attention. It was a guy: pale skin, black hair, wearing a suit with a cup of coffee in his hands and a suitcase on the floor next to him. The light came from his left sharpening his features. He was a handsome man and the look of concentration called Naruto forward.
Quickly, so he wouldn’t lose the moment Naruto took his camera out of his case and took a couple of pictures. Naruto checked them on the screen and was amazed at how photogenic this guy was, so he took a few more and realized they would probably look great if he printed them in grayscale. He took more photographs looking excited at the result, so focused on seeing the images he didn’t noticed that the guy had stood up and walked towards him with an angry expression until he felt a shadow looming over him.
“What are you doing?” an angry voice called out to him.
Naruto stood up, scratching his cheek and smiling. “Hello,” he said awkwardly.
The guy placed his hands on his hips, making Naruto annoyed at his attitude.
“I was just taking some pictures,” Naruto answered stiffly and jumped back when the guy tried to grab his camera “What do you think you’re doing?”
“No,” the guy growled “What do you think you’re doing?”
“I told you, I was just taking some pictures.” Naruto took a step back.
“And then what?” he spat. “Were you going to sell them to some tabloid?”
“What?” He said confused. “Why would I do that?”
“Don’t lie, you idiot. Give me that camera!”
“You are crazy dude! I was just taking some pictures of the plaza, and then I saw you,” Naruto tried to explain as he took his camera, browsing through the screen “And I was going to ask you.” Naruto made quick eye contact with him. “I never print them without permission.” It was true; Naruto took pictures of whatever caught his eye, but when it came to people he loved taking pictures when they didn’t know because it made the pictures more real, but he always - always - showed the pictures to them. Some people would ask him for a copy. Some people would get shy but Naruto had never encountered someone with such an aggressive response.
The guy didn’t wait. He stepped forward and grabbed the camera pulling it. Naruto was able to hold it back by the strap “Wait!” Naruto shouted when the guy gave a harder pull, feeling helpless when after another tug the camera went flying to the ground.
Naruto walked towards the camera, kneeling down next to it. “Fuck.” Pulling his hair with his hands he said, disbelieving, “It broke.”
“Good,” Naruto heard the other guy say.
“What’s wrong it you?” Naruto growled, forgetting the camera and grabbing the guy’s suit with his hands and pulling him close. The guy just raised an eyebrow with a smug expression making Naruto even angrier.
“Naruto!” someone shouted at him.
Naruto turned around, watching how his dad and his personal advisors came walking quickly towards him. He felt the guy tense.
“Hi dad.” The look on Minato’s face made him feel like a 5 years old who had just stolen a cookie and gotten caught in the act.
“What are you doing with Mr. Uchiha?” Minato asked him patiently, making him release the guy’s suit.
“I’m going to kick his ass?” Naruto said flatly, barely hearing Mr. Uchiha’s snort. Naruto saw how his father put his hand of his face sighing-even when he couldn’t hear it as he saw Minato’s chest movement-Obito instead, waved at him while Rin pulled Obito back.
“Naruto,” Minato voice was a mix of exasperation and sternness.
“What?!” Naruto exclaimed, his hands going in front of him out of reflex. He couldn’t believe his father! He wasn’t doing anything wrong.
“We’ll talk about it later Naruto.” His stare left no place for argument. “Let’s go Sasuke. I hope you finished those layouts.”
“Yes, Mr. Namikaze,” Sasuke-who had remained unmoving during the exchange-said before walking to catch up with the Mayor.
Naruto’s yell of, “But he broke my fucking camera!” followed them as they crossed the street towards the city hall. He saw his father glare at him but he didn’t care. The only person remaining behind was Kakashi who silently followed him when Naruto went back to what was left of his camera to extract the memory card.
“Didn’t he notice it was a digital camera?” Kakashi asked amused.
“Probably not,” Naruto answered mournfully “Damn it Kakashi, they don’t make this model anymore!” He sighed and finally turned around to observe Kakashi. “Aren’t you gonna ask what happened?”
“It’s obvious Naruto: you took a picture of him, and he didn’t like it.”
Naruto nodded. “And who is that guy? Sasuke Uchiha?”
“He is the architect you are taking those pictures for,” Kakashi explained at Naruto’s disbelieving face. “I guess he was early and was waiting for Minato’s arrival.”
“Sasuke Uchiha, huh?” Naruto narrowed his eyes towards the window of Minato’s office. “Well, that asshole owes me a camera.”
- - -
Naruto waited for the printer to finish with all the pictures he had taken. He choose the ones that were good, the couple he would need to retake, and put the pictures of Sasuke Uchiha aside.
When Naruto had googled Sasuke Uchiha, two kinds of articles had come up as a result. Sasuke had his own architects’ firm which consisted of 4 members including him. He had won prizes all over the world but still lived in his childhood home, Konoha. There were some pretty amazing pictures of the buildings he had designed. In fact, Naruto was almost sure a couple were his.
And the other kinds of articles were from magazines like Fortune 500 and other celebrity magazines. Sasuke Uchiha was the brother of Itachi-so awesome he didn’t need to use his last name-and because of a joke his famous movie star brother had made on the red carpet, Sasuke had been exposed to the media.
It had happened a couple years ago when Naruto had been in the middle of nowhere taking pictures for National Geographic; that’s the reason why he hadn’t made the connection before. Now that he knew they were brothers, he could see the resemblance. He could also see why Sasuke had reacted the way he had when he found out that Sasuke had his own fanclub. You could even ‘like’ him on facebook. It seemed like every time Itachi did something people followed Sasuke around asking him for details about Itachi whatever the theme was: an upcoming movie, a new girlfriend, boyfriend, the vacations Itachi was taking, the person that stole his suitcase at the airport, etc.
Naruto could envision rich women hiring Sasuke to design their houses at theirs husbands’ expenses just to meet him.
Naruto could empathize with him. After all he had changed his last name when he began his career because he didn’t want people looking down at him for being the son of a famous politician-not that he would ever deny being his father’s son-he just wanted to make a name on his own, and even though Sasuke hadn’t changed his last name Naruto knew what it was like to be under such a strong figure.
But that didn’t give him a reason to break his precious camera!
So what did he do? He went to the City Hall, and when everybody was busy he slid into his father’s office and borrowed Sasuke’s business card. He felt a bit bad for Obito though. Naruto knew he was the one who would likely being accused-by Rin-of losing it, but at the end they would be able to contact him again.
So using his computer’s camera Naruto took Sasuke’s printed picture and took a picture of him holding it, after a minute an idea occured to him, he took a crayon from his pencil holder and drew a mustache on Sasuke’s face just to annoy him and took an other picture. Naruto attached it to an email and sent it to Sasuke’s email address.
Naruto waited for 15 minutes and called-the unsurprisingly-private number. When the receptionist answered the phone he was already smiling, asking for Sasuke. He didn’t give his name, just asked her to tell him to check his email. He couldn’t wait.
He had to wait on the line 4 minutes and 37 seconds-not that he was counting-before Sasuke’s pissed off voice greeted him.
“You idiot, I thought those pictures were gone!”
Naruto laughed. “Guess you didn’t realize it was a digital camera asshole,” Naruto suddenly frowned, still angry at the memory. “They don’t make that model anymore, I hope you are happy.”
“What do you want?” Sasuke snapped.
“Well you owe me a new one,” Naruto sing-songed.
“I owe you nothing. I’m hanging up.”
“Well,” Naruto sighed dramatically “I could always sell those pictures and use that money to buy-”
“Fine!” Sasuke almost yelled, Naruto swore he could hear something breaking. “I’ll buy you a new camera.”
“And dinner,” he chirped. “For all the trouble”
“I’m not paying for anything fancy,” Sasuke said rudely.
“Cheap bastard,” Naruto rolled his eyes. “Ichiraku Ramen. Do you know where that is?”
“Everybody knows Ichiraku Ramen. I’m not eating that crap.”
“Great!” Naruto clapped his hands, choosing to not pay attention to the last part. “I’ll see you there Tuesday at 7. Bring my camera!” And he hung up before Sasuke could say anything else.
It’s not like Naruto really needed a new camera. It had been his favorite, but he had others. He just wanted to teach Sasuke a lesson and not because he might feel a tiny little bit of attraction to him and was looking for an excuse to meet him again.
Not at all.
- - -
Naruto ran towards Ichiraku. He was late, and he hated to be late but thanks to Murphy’s Law he had been held back. Everything was Sasuke’s fault, even global warming! When he arrived, he saw Sasuke near the entrance. He was glaring at any human being that came close to him. Naruto snorted. It’s not like they could avoid it; Sasuke was in their way.
“Could you tell me why you made me come here? To make me wait for you?” Sasuke greeted when he saw Naruto cross the street.
Naruto sighed loudly. “What crawled up your ass and died?” Naruto asked as he went inside the restaurant, confident Sasuke would follow. “And besides, it’s your own damn fault! Why did you send urgent messages to Obito?”
Sasuke’s nose pointed upwards when they finally sat at their table, “Because I needed-”
“To Obito, you don’t send urgent stuff to Obito.” Naruto paused for a second “I thought you were cousins or something, you should know.” Naruto finished with his chin on the palm of his hand, accepting the menu from the hostess.
Naruto could see Sasuke looking around trying to hide-unsuccessfully-a small blush. It made Naruto smile.
“Well?”
“What?” Sasuke asked
“Is he family?” Naruto clarified as he looked at the menu.
“Yes, he is, but we aren’t really close.”
“That doesn’t surprise me,” Naruto commented.
“What is that supposed to mean?” Sasuke glared at him.
“That I would have seen you around!” Naruto exclaimed “Geez! Stop being a jerk. Asshole,” he muttered the last part.
Before Sasuke could retaliate the waiter came and took their order.
“Well,” Naruto began, “where is my camera?” He looked around eagerly like he was waiting for the camera to jump out at him.
“My photos first.” Sasuke deadpanned. “And I want your word you won’t ever sell them to anyone and destroy the files.”
“No,” Naruto said seriously. “I promise I won’t ever sell them, but I’m not destroying the files. You see, the problem is, is that you are really photogenic and I like them. If what you are worried is that I’ll publish them you offend me,” Naruto sat straight on his chair. “You should know by now I was really only taking your picture because I simply liked how you looked that day”.
“You promise?” Sasuke extended his arm.
“I never go back on my word” Naruto said before shaking hands with Sasuke over the table.
Once Sasuke nodded Naruto smiled, he took the photos he had been carrying in his jacket and gave them to Sasuke. Sasuke left the photos on the table as he opened the briefcase he had been carrying. Naruto’s disbelieving “What?!” made some other patrons turn around.
“It’s a disposable camera!” He looked at Sasuke and the thing in his hands. “A disposable camera! How do you compare my baby to that thing?”
“You never told me what camera you wanted,” Sasuke told him coldly.
“I want the same camera you broke!”
“Too late. Besides, isn’t a good photographer supposed to be able to take good pictures no matter what?” Sasuke mocked.
“Asshole,” Naruto said fuming but held back when the food arrived. He was well known in the place dammit! He didn’t want to be thrown out-he knew the old man would do it if he got too loud.
Naruto took the first bite of his food, thinking how he could get back at Sasuke. He observed how Sasuke took the envelope, seemingly ready to put it aside when one of the pictures slid out of the envelope. His heart rate increased as he eagerly waited for Sasuke’s reaction.
Naruto observed carefully how Sasuke’s dark grey eyes widened when he saw the pictures. Naruto wasn’t vain but he knew those were some damn good pictures. They could easily be used as a front cover in a magazine-not that he was that kind of photographer.
He smiled slyly at Sasuke, almost laughing when he just cleared his throat and began to eat.
“Cat got your tongue?” Naruto teased.
“Those are good,” Sasuke simply said.
“Good? They are awesome!”
“Do you want a prize?” Sasuke put the photos on his briefcase.
“I already have one,” Naruto said, showing Sasuke his tongue. He took the disposable camera and looked at it sadly. He pointed it at Sasuke and took a picture. “Stop it,” Sasuke demanded after he swallowed the ramen that was on his mouth but Naruto took another one just to annoy him.
The dinner went better than what Naruto had anticipated and after the first few pictures he took Sasuke relaxed, ignored him and ate peacefully. Naruto felt proud of his work.
They chatted about the job Sasuke was doing for the city mainly because it was common ground for both of them. Naruto talked about his travels and Sasuke contributed sparsely to the chat but still, it was comfortable.
When the check arrived they paid for their meal. They took their things and made it outside. Naruto kept playing with the camera he had on his hands. Smirking when he noticed the film was over.
“You know, I wonder how these,” he said raising the camera so Sasuke knew he was talking about “photos will come out”
Sasuke grunted, looking to the street’s direction. “I was supposed to pay for dinner.”
“Oh yeah!” Naruto was truly surprised; he had forgotten that part of the deal. “I guess another day?”
Sasuke nodded and walked away, leaving Naruto with a small smile on his face.
- - -
Naruto rang the bell and adjusted the blue jacket he was wearing. He was a bit nervous today. He and Sasuke had been spending time together in the last month, whenever it be working on the City’s projects or just having dinner and watching a movie.
Sasuke had been invited by the City’s officials to a gala the week before and by consequence Sasuke had met all his family. Even when Sasuke hid it very well Naruto had been able to tell he had been annoyed by Kushina’s constant questioning about Itachi as well as Tsunade’s big-boob-hug-as Naruto called it-and the constant perving by his granddad.
This week Sasuke claimed he had to get his car into the workshop and needed to be picked up at his parents’ house. It seemed the only appropriate revenge would be extracted in the form of Naruto meeting his parents, even when it was unofficially his turn.
He was anxious. It was the first time he came to Sasuke’s parents’ house and he didn’t know what to expect; maybe Sasuke would open the door and they would be able to run for it.
Naruto cleared his throat when a sweet-looking woman opened the door for him. “Mrs. Uchiha?” Naruto asked, not wanting to make a mistake, but with those facial features she had to be Sasuke’s mom.
“Yes?” She said sweetly.
“I’m here to pick Sasuke up. Is he around?” Naruto changed his weight from the left to the right leg when she frowned. “I’m Naruto Uzumaki”
Before she could answer Sasuke’s voice reached them. “Naruto?”
Naruto tensed when he saw Sasuke’s distraught expression “Is there something wrong?”
“No.” Sasuke said, placing his hand on his mother’s shoulder when she nodded and gave a few steps back. “Itachi just arrived unannounced. The time flew and it slipped my mind to call you.”
“Oh,” Naruto’s expression was disappointed. “I guess I’ll see you another day then.”
But before he could step back Mikoto interrupted them, “Sasuke dear, if you don’t have other plans why don’t you invite your friend for dinner?”
Naruto’s eyes widened and mouthed his negative, but when he saw Sasuke’s smirk he knew he was doomed. “Yes, Naruto, why don’t you stay for dinner? I would hate to cancel when you are already here.”
“But I don’t want to inconvenience you,” he said glaring at Sasuke.
“Nonsense!” Mikoto answered. “You are welcome to stay. Come on in,” she said with a smile, stepping aside to let him in.
Naruto nodded, pushing Sasuke when he walked by his side. He couldn’t help feeling welcomed though. She seemed really nice. Naruto followed her into the kitchen, surprised the house wasn’t excessively big; the simple decoration in warm colors, they walked by a beautiful vase that sitting in the receiver, everything looked styled simply without excessive opulence; it did seem to have an indoor pool though.
When they got to the kitchen Sasuke walked towards his brother who was next to the white counter. Naruto shook hands with Itachi when Sasuke introduced them. Itachi had a really strong presence. Naruto could see what people found alluring in him but he was sure he wouldn’t want to make him angry.
After the introduction Sasuke placed his hand on his lower back and pushed him to meet his father, Fugaku, who was the one cooking, and Naruto got a bit anxious when Fugaku put the knife he was holding on the counter. The handshake was firm and harsher than needed but Naruto stood his ground. He was scared shitless, but there was no reason to show it.
He heard Itachi excuse himself and leave the kitchen but didn’t pay too much attention. Instead he figured it would get him extra points to help with the food, so he did.
When the food was done they began to move things into the dining room. After leaving the water jug he was carrying, Naruto took the envelope with the pictures. “Where is my camera?” Naruto asked suddenly, noticing how the family tensed.
Sasuke rolled his eyes and went to the TV room to get it. In the meantime Naruto looked around not knowing what he had done. He was about to put the envelope in his jacket again but Itachi came back and took it first, when Sasuke came back he tried to take the envelope from his brother Itachi held it up. Naruto chuckled at Sasuke because he couldn’t reach it earning a glare from Sasuke “Whose side are you on?” Sasuke murmured.
Itachi nodded to his parents who sat at the table. “So you are the one who has been taking pictures of my brother,” Itachi asked him after making eye contact.
Naruto nodded and threw a questioning look toward Sasuke.
“Are you a photographer?” Fugaku asked him with such a tense tone Naruto idly wondered what would happen if he ran towards the door: would Sasuke be able to reach it first?
“Yes,” Naruto hesitated. Fugaku’s demeanor change made him curse his career choice. Why hadn’t he listened to his dad and studied International Affairs or something like that? He watched as Mikoto served the food.
“Those are pretty good,” Itachi said, getting everybody’s attention. “To get this result with a disposable camera I can’t imagine what you would able to do with a proper one.”
“Thanks,” Naruto said blushing at the praise, squirming in his seat when Itachi gave the pictures to his mother.
“Sasuke hasn’t told us a lot about you,” Mikoto explained.
“It was because I wanted to give Naruto the opportunity to do it himself,” Sasuke said, taking a sip of his water.
Naruto glared at him. He tasted the food and got a bit distracted by the tasty flavor, he wondered if it would be a good choice to praise Fugaku for the food; it was really good.
“So, what are you working on right now Mr. Uzumaki”
‘Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck,’ Naruto thought, hitting Sasuke under the table. “Actually I’m working with Sasuke on the new museum project.”
“These are really great” Mikoto interrupted excitedly. “You should take Itachi’s pictures! Weren’t you saying darling that you didn’t like the last shoot you had to do?”
“I didn’t like the setting mother,” Itachi said coolly. “I wouldn’t mind working with you though.”
“Ah, thanks,” Naruto said scratching his cheek. “But I’m not that kind of photographer.” He looked at Fugaku apprehensively when Mikoto gave him the pictures.
“What do you mean by that?” Fugaku asked his face a bit red.
“I work more with other kinds of magazines, not fashion.” Naruto explained rubbing his sweaty palm on his jeans “I work mainly for National Geographic’s magazine and sometimes I produce tv shows of the same cut. I’m only working on the Museum’s project because dad always donates my pay to a charity.” He turned towards Sasuke when he squeezed his hand under the table.
“You didn’t tell me that,” Sasuke said quietly.
Naruto shrugged. “I didn’t want people to think he was giving me jobs because of our relationship. It was actually Obito who came up with the solution. I do it gladly,” he said, looking at Sasuke’s eyes as he smiled as if he was the only person around.
“Obito Uchiha?” Naruto nodded at Fugaku’s question “Who is your father?” Fugaku’s eyes were half hidden.
“The Mayor,” Sasuke smirked, answering for him.
Naruto saw Itachi exchange a knowing look with Sasuke while Mikoto smiled and Fugaku stared at him-Naruto guessed-looking for the resemblance and nodded, was that an approval? Geez! All the family was so hard to please. First Sasuke, then his parents: the only person who seemed ok was his brother.
“The food is great Mr. Uchiha,” he took the risk after taking another bite, hoping to relax the atmosphere.
“Call me Fugaku,”
Naruto nodded smiling.
“Can we keep the pictures?” Mikoto asked sweetly.
“Of course,” Naruto still was going to kill Sasuke though. “Sasuke must have many more around.”
“And tell me Naruto,” Itachi said, catching his attention, “is my brother a difficult model?”
“Well, I don’t know, I just like to take pictures of him when he is doing something else.”
“He has always liked to have pictures taken of him though,” Itachi told him, placing his chin on his hand. Naruto was really intrigued when he saw Sasuke shift in his seat. “When he was a kid he loved when mom took pictures of him.”
“You wouldn’t!” Sasuke whispered, his incredulous voice making Naruto smile.
“Do you wanna see one?” Itachi ignored his brother.
Sasuke stood up making a lot of noise with the chair. He tried to grab his brother by the hair but Itachi moved backwards. “Enough,” Fugaku said making Sasuke sit again.
Mikoto asked for the picture Itachi was holding and giggled when she saw it. Naruto was having so much fun now. Sasuke was grunting something and glaring at Itachi and even though he felt sorry Sasuke, Naruto wanted to see the picture. He smiled widely when he saw it. It was definitely an embarrassing picture of Sasuke. He was 5 maybe 6 years old, naked and covered in purple spots--he likely had the chickenpox--holding a microphone and by his facial expression it seemed like he was singing.
“I hate you,” Sasuke told Itachi.
“C’mon Sasuke, you look adorable,” Naruto said, trying to hold in his laugh.
“I hate you too.”
- - -
Laughter was heard on the floor, a loud thud and a whine.
“I think I’m a bit drunk,” Naruto said rubbing the nape of his neck.
“I wouldn’t say just a little,” Sasuke answered before kissing him on the lips.
“Nah! You are just being your usual mean self,” Naruto smiled “I’m just happy.” He kept walking, stopping only when he noticed Sasuke stayed behind, “What?”
“This...” Sasuke pointed with his head at the door Naruto had just passed, “Is my apartment idiot. Where are you going?”
Naruto walked back and went into the apartment before Sasuke. “Nice place,” he noted, he thought that the navy blue adorning the walls fit Sasuke perfectly; he didn’t pay more attention to the details though. Even though he had looked forward to finally coming to Sasuke’s place after knowing him for so many months, he was more interested in other things. “You didn’t give me a camera today, did you forget it?” He turned around to stare at Sasuke. “Why did you bring me here?” He whispered coming closer. “Are you finally gonna have your wicked way with me?”
“Don’t be an idiot,” Sasuke said, pushing Naruto back.
“But I want you to have your wicked way with me Sasuke,” Naruto insisted, almost whining, he came closer again. He ground his hips against Sasuke’s, sighing happily when their lips came in contact again. “What are you waiting for? Permission?”
Naruto pushed Sasuke against the kitchen counter before turning around and walking deeper in the apartment. He passed by the half-open studio’s door towards the room at the end, pleased when he saw it was Sasuke’s bedroom. He smiled a sultry smile at Sasuke over his shoulder before going inside.
Naruto begun to strip down, letting his clothes fall carelessly to the floor. He hissed when his bare feet came in contact with the cold floor, he went to the bed and took off the comforter and lay on the sheets just before Sasuke came in.
“What are you doing?” Naruto smiled when he noticed Sasuke’s voice was raspy.
“I told you already,” Naruto said, his hand caressing his chest “I want you to fuck me.” His eyes glued on Sasuke’s. “We have been dating for a couple months now. I don’t know what you are waiting for.” Naruto extended his hand waiting for Sasuke to take it. When he did Naruto pulled him towards the bed and rolled Sasuke over before sitting on top of him.
“Get off you idiot!” At Sasuke’s request Naruto paused, having doubts for the first time.
“Don’t you want this?” he asked.
“Of course I do!” Sasuke snapped “I just want to do it right.”
“What do you mean?” Naruto demanded “Stop making me feel like a woman and tell me already!” He heard Sasuke whisper something but couldn’t understand, so he asked him to repeat himself.
“I said,” Sasuke said annoyed “that I want you to date you.”
“And what have we been doing?” Naruto asked confused.
“Officially,” Sasuke clarified with a blush on his cheeks.
Naruto laughed. “Oh, now I feel better.”
“Idiot, you are ruining the mood,” Sasuke glared.
“Well,” Naruto began to say as he sat on the bed letting Sasuke free. “Set the mood again, asshole. Strip.”
Sasuke kneeled on the bed, grabbing Naruto’s legs and pulled him towards him.
“You didn’t answer my question”
“Do I really need to?” Naruto said smiling, he kiss Sasuke’s lips and then laid on the bed again.
“Not anymore” Sasuke whispered smiling. He began to unbutton his shirt, letting it land someplace near a chair.
“Sexy,” Naruto teased.
Sasuke snorted and removed his undershirt more slowly, smirking when Naruto’s eyes roamed all over his body. He tilted back to remove his shoes and socks. He undid his belt and hit Naruto lightly for it.
“Oh, Sasuke-sensei, are you gonna punish me for my behavior?”
“Maybe another day,” Sasuke promised. He crawled back off the bed to remove his pants and boxers.
“This was the unsexiest strip I have ever seen,” Naruto whined.
“Then why are you hard?” Sasuke rolled his eyes.
“Because I’m so sexy I make myself hard” Naruto joked “Get the lube.”
Sasuke went to the ensuite to retrieve the lube. He crawled back to the bed, stopping at the level of Naruto’s erection, licking the tip and making Naruto moan at the sensation.
“Later,” Naruto breathed. Sasuke disobeyed and sucked the tip making Naruto raise his hips trying to get deeper into Sasuke’s mouth. He hollowed his cheek creating more suction driving Naruto wild, he whined loudly, asking Sasuke to hurry up. After a few minutes of teasing, when Naruto’s cock was already leaking precum Sasuke opened the lube’s cap and poured some into his fingers “Don’t,”
“Are you kidding?” Sasuke asked, worried.
“No, I don’t need prep,” Naruto put his hands on his head, pulling his hair. “I like the burn.” He thrust his hips upwards. “Please?”
Sasuke bit his lips, doubtful. He obviously didn’t want to hurt Naruto, but the look Naruto was giving him must have decided for him. Sasuke turned him around so he was on his hands and knees. Naruto felt him come close and rub his erection over the cleft of his ass, Sasuke’s body embracing his.
“Touch me,” Naruto pleaded. He moaned when Sasuke complied. “Do it,” He asked after a few minutes of teasing.
Naruto’s head touched the bed when he felt the tip of Sasuke’s cock going in. “Yessss,” he hissed. Naruto’s head went from one side to the other. Naruto asked Sasuke to stop when it felt too much, relaxing his inner muscles, the burn feeling delicious while the hand on his erection helped him relax.
Naruto began to push back when he felt ready. He heard Sasuke moan loudly when his inner muscles contracted around him.
“Ah! Naruto!” Sasuke grunted with a deep voice before licking his back.
Naruto could feel the atmosphere get heavier, sweatier, as he began to get lost in sensation barely able to keep his eyes open. Sasuke’s skin against his was warm and slick. He relished the feeling of Sasuke’s weight on top of him, the electric pulses coming from his dick, and the way Sasuke’s cock could open him up every time he thrust in. His own body accepting Sasuke effortlessly.
“Harder,” Naruto kept repeating even when he could feel his orgasm approaching. He whined loudly when Sasuke’s hands slid from his cock to rest on the bed. Sasuke said his name breathlessly before biting him. Naruto could feel Sasuke’s forearm rub against his pulsing cock before he came, giving a high pitched moan. His arms lost their strength, letting his body fall on the bed. Naruto was pushed into the mattress by Sasuke who came a few second later, filling him.
Naruto smiled. There was something about sex that reminded him of a photograph, all the moments were beautiful but there was always a specific shot that captured everything, for him that moment was when Sasuke fell on top of him and their eyes met. Sasuke’s smile had been faint but had been there.
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Naruto was hungry but Sasuke was snoring loudly. After a few minutes he decided to stand up, make himself at home and go to the kitchen.
On his way there he saw a package and his curiosity got the best of him. He came closer and saw it was made out to him. He didn’t need to open it; he already knew what it was. He would recognize his camera’s shape anywhere.
He smiled wistfully when a flash went off. He turned around to see Sasuke holding one of his disposable cameras.
“Hey. I’m naked” Naruto said covering himself with a chair.
“I doesn’t matter” Sasuke said as he walked closer to Naruto to give him a kiss on the lips “This goes to my private collection”
Naruto laughed good naturately “Kinky!” He said before taking the camera from Sasuke’s hands and took a picture of them kissing “I like it”.
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