Wolves: 01
by Mashiro
beta: Allys777
Naruto fandom, short series, no spoilers
BOYS LOVE: Naruto x Sasuke; drinking, raging hormones, sex
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Naruto, I am just a fan. This is FAN FICTION.
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01: Guys have nipples too
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Sasuke wasn’t all that impressive, lying on his back on the floor. He wasn’t impressive at all to be perfectly honest. The alcohol in Naruto’s system could have something do to with it, but he couldn’t remember what it had been about the guy that had made him seemed so cool when they were younger. It was difficult to imagine his haughty and confident bearing when he was sprawled on the floor like that; liquor having chased away the balance from his feet. It was difficult to imagine his glaring or teasing looks when his eyes were hidden behind eyelids. Maybe it was just the alcohol but Sasuke seemed like… just a guy really, when you looked at him like this.
Naruto snorted and flopped down on the floor next to Sasuke; his, at the moment very passed out, sort of rival and sort of friend.
“You’re just a guy,” Naruto huffed and made a face, taking another mouthful from the bottle in his hand.
He looked at the ‘just a guy’ and for some reason Sasuke seemed different yet again, now that he was closer. The flaring redness of his cheeks made him look embarrassed; and maybe he was. He could be somehow aware of how unimpressive he looked. Or he could be having dirty dreams in his unconscious. His breathing was loud, at least for a ninja.
“And you suck at drinking,” Naruto said.
Who could have guessed? The guy was good at everything but he sucked at drinking. Naruto was almost disappointed; had looked forward to a long, good match before he won. Though he supposed he would get to rub it in in the morning. And not just in the morning, for a long time to come. Sasuke sucked at drinking. Ha! Maybe Sakura-chan would stop loving him now.
The thought was stupid and made Naruto giggle; a sad, drunken and frustrated giggle.
Sasuke moaned and Naruto looked to find him turning his head. Towards Naruto. His hair fell against his skin; his lips moved as if he said something but nothing could be heard. His eyes were still closed.
“Hey, bastard?” Naruto said and narrowed his eyes. “You waking up?”
Sasuke moaned again and sounded pitiful. An arm was lifted from the floor and dropped down on his forehead. Was he passed out or what?
“Hey!” Naruto waited for a moment to see if Sasuke would answer, then he sighed loudly and drank more from his bottle. “Che... Warn me if you’re gonna puke, alright?”
Naruto leaned his weight on an elbow and moved close to Sasuke’s face. His eyes were drawn to Sasuke’s long eyelashes and the smooth skin colored red by intoxication.
“I’ll carry you to the bathroom,” Naruto said when he remembered why he had moved closer. “Like a girl.”
Sasuke didn’t reply. Didn’t open his eyes and glare and walk away like he usually did when Naruto bothered him. Had to be passed out. Didn’t even moan this time.
Naruto sniffled and made a face and moved back again. Away. It was amazing how all the girls could be so hung up on such an unimpressive guy. Amazingly stupid. Wasn’t Sakura-chan supposed to be smart? Maybe love made girls stupid.
His eyes moved to Sasuke’s lips and he remembered the feel of them. Years ago and quite a traumatic experience, but he remembered. Soft and wet. Quite wet. Unlike anything Naruto had tasted before. Unlike all the other things Naruto had since then learned about his sort of rival and sort of friend. For some reason it pissed him off.
“You’re the worst drinking partner, you know,” he muttered and forced his eyes to leave the lips that had been soft and quite wet. Maybe they still were. Who knew? Then Naruto realized that maybe someone did know. Did Sasuke have a girlfriend? A secret one that no one knew of, because Naruto had never heard of any girlfriend and if there was one he should have.
That was one of those thoughts that needed to be followed by a giggle, so Naruto giggled. How silly it sounded. Haughty and always extraordinary Sasuke with a secret girlfriend that no one knew of. That got to feel his lips. Maybe because she was ugly, but good-looking Sasuke had fallen for her anyway. It sounded messed up and likely at the same time; Sasuke having a weakness for ugly girls. At least likely now; now that Naruto knew Sasuke sucked at drinking and was really quite average.
“I’m gonna go pee,” Naruto huffed and stuck his tongue out at the passed out, quite average guy on his floor. “Don’t puke while I’m gone.”
He put a hand on the floor and his feet under himself and then heaved to get up. But he had underestimated the spinning in his head that increased when his body shifted; he stumbled, he tried to get his balance back but his feet got caught on something and he fell. Lost his grip on the bottle in his hand and for a moment also on what was ceiling and what was floor.
While the rest of the world was still a mystery, Naruto heard a half-muffled squeaky sound and the clank of the bottle hitting the floor. Then he heard Sasuke speak.
“Where am I?”
The voice was quite clear for coming from a guy that was supposed to be passed out.
When the world stopped spinning and started to make sense again, Naruto found that his face was resting on the floor and one of his hands was cold and wet. He lifted it and made a face at the dripping from his palm and his soaked sleeve. Crawled into a sitting position and found Sasuke’s searching eyes meet his own. They, surprisingly, did not look glaring or teasing; more confused and sort of worried. He was frowning.
The front of Sasuke’s shirt was soaked with beer and a pool had gathered on the floor next to him. The bottle had rolled away. It had been almost full; taken from the fridge not too long ago. The beer had formed streams down Sasuke’s neck.
For some reason he had chosen to wear a tighter shirt than normal that evening, with no high collar. The cloth was darker where the beer had soaked it and stuck to Sasuke’s chest like a skin, except for a few wrinkles here and there. At two small points on his chest the cloth pushed upwards and reminded Naruto of pictures of girls in wet t-shirts he had seen in magazines for adults. Although there had been more boobs involved in those pictures, and the t-shirts had been white instead of black.
It took a while for Naruto’s intoxicated brain to put all the pieces together and confirm to himself what he had always known, but never known quite like this. Guys have nipples too.
“Where?” Sasuke repeated and Naruto blinked. His eyes moved away from Sasuke’s chest and he swallowed.
“M-my place,” he said. “We’re having a drinking contest.”
“Oh.”
“You’re losing.”
Sasuke’s frown increased for a moment, then it almost disappeared.
“Okay,” he said. Then his eyes fell shut.
“Hey!” Naruto yelled and the eyes opened again, quickly. Naruto chewed at the corner of his mouth, on the inside. “Don’t pass out again, will you?”
Sasuke looked at him for a while before he took a deep breath and shifted against the wet floor.
“I’m cold,” he said. Naruto’s eyes quickly moved to his chest and back again. Then he laughed a little, nervously.
“You’re beery,” he said.
Naruto supposed the look was supposed to be a glare, but Sasuke didn’t quite pull it off. Could be because he had enough alcohol in him to fall asleep on Naruto’s floor in the middle of a contest.
“What did you do?”
“I...! I didn’t do anything!” Naruto got frustrated and lied. Why did it always have to be his fault? “It was you! You were... Err... You wanted more to drink and I tried to stop you! Suit yourself that you’re... beery.”
Sasuke tried to glare for another moment or two, while Naruto tried to keep his eyes on safe places. Then Sasuke gave up and groaned. Or grumbled something that Naruto couldn’t decode. Could have been both. Then he put his hands on the floor and pushed himself up to sit. The shirt stretched over his chest, straightened out wrinkles and made new ones, and Naruto forgot that he was trying not to look. Had to swallow. Sasuke swayed a little but managed to not fall back down on the floor again.
“You’re such a bad liar, Naruto,” Sasuke sounded annoyed, but Naruto didn’t really listen. Maybe it was the alcohol. It probably was the alcohol. Naruto had just gathered his brain enough to come to the conclusion that he really should try harder to stop staring, when Sasuke grabbed the edge of his shirt and pulled it over his head.
“Get me something dry to wear, will you?”
Naruto wasn’t sure why this time was different. Why the chest that had always been just a chest before, to punch and kick in order to win fights, was suddenly so interesting. Those nipples so easy for the eyes to get stuck on. Maybe it was because they were hard; different from how they usually looked; not that Naruto had really been looking before. Had to be the alcohol.
“Naruto?”
“W-what?”
Sasuke was frowning. Looked wary and like he had sobered up, at least somewhat. Naruto found his cheeks getting warm.
“Something to wear?” Sasuke said slowly.
“Yes! Right.”
Naruto scampered to his feet; making sure to stumble in the right direction this time. Glad to be away from the fascinating chest and the clever eyes of his sort of rival and sort of friend. Sasuke wasn’t an idiot; at least not when it came to picking up on things that weren’t the way they should be.
“Don’t complain if you don’t like the color,” Naruto shouted over his shoulder as he picked a shirt from his clothes line. A blue one; just washed. His head was spinning slightly and it felt rather nice; just the right amount of alcohol coursing through him. If only the embarrassment hadn’t been there to drag down the mood. His heart was beating faster and harder than it should.
Naruto had to fiddle with the clips for a while before he got the shirt loose. Before returning he went by the bathroom and picked up a rag for the floor and a towel for Sasuke. Peed.
Sasuke was sitting with his legs crossed, looking at the floor. His hair looked tired. His dark and still hard nipples shone against his pale skin like... like stars against the night sky when you were spending the night outside without a campfire. Only in reverse and just two of them and not a million.
Naruto had tried to count the stars on one such night sky once, together with his clones. It has seemed like a brilliant idea at first. Because they could cover so much more sky together it would be way faster and then maybe they wouldn’t have time to lose count. It was only after they had started counting that the problems of counting the stars with clones had come up. That night had quickly changed from counting the stars while resting to an all out training session, when they had started arguing about who was counting what part of the sky and what stars had already been counted.
But that Sasuke’s nipples looked like stars on a night sky in reverse was probably, no definitely just the alcohol.
“Here,” Naruto said and threw the ball he had made of the towel and the t-shirt across the room. Sasuke caught it without looking.
Then Naruto went to work on the floor with the rag. Quite vigorously. With his back to his sort of rival and sort of friend. He desperately wanted to watch when Sasuke dried the beer off his fascinating chest... so it was better if he didn’t have a chance to. There was enough alcohol in his system for many things, but not enough for deciding to openly stare. No matter how hard his little brain kicked him to try and make him change his mind.
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02: Good reflexes
beta: Allys777
Naruto fandom, short series, no spoilers
BOYS LOVE: Naruto x Sasuke; drinking, raging hormones, sex
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Naruto, I am just a fan. This is FAN FICTION.
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01: Guys have nipples too
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Sasuke wasn’t all that impressive, lying on his back on the floor. He wasn’t impressive at all to be perfectly honest. The alcohol in Naruto’s system could have something do to with it, but he couldn’t remember what it had been about the guy that had made him seemed so cool when they were younger. It was difficult to imagine his haughty and confident bearing when he was sprawled on the floor like that; liquor having chased away the balance from his feet. It was difficult to imagine his glaring or teasing looks when his eyes were hidden behind eyelids. Maybe it was just the alcohol but Sasuke seemed like… just a guy really, when you looked at him like this.
Naruto snorted and flopped down on the floor next to Sasuke; his, at the moment very passed out, sort of rival and sort of friend.
“You’re just a guy,” Naruto huffed and made a face, taking another mouthful from the bottle in his hand.
He looked at the ‘just a guy’ and for some reason Sasuke seemed different yet again, now that he was closer. The flaring redness of his cheeks made him look embarrassed; and maybe he was. He could be somehow aware of how unimpressive he looked. Or he could be having dirty dreams in his unconscious. His breathing was loud, at least for a ninja.
“And you suck at drinking,” Naruto said.
Who could have guessed? The guy was good at everything but he sucked at drinking. Naruto was almost disappointed; had looked forward to a long, good match before he won. Though he supposed he would get to rub it in in the morning. And not just in the morning, for a long time to come. Sasuke sucked at drinking. Ha! Maybe Sakura-chan would stop loving him now.
The thought was stupid and made Naruto giggle; a sad, drunken and frustrated giggle.
Sasuke moaned and Naruto looked to find him turning his head. Towards Naruto. His hair fell against his skin; his lips moved as if he said something but nothing could be heard. His eyes were still closed.
“Hey, bastard?” Naruto said and narrowed his eyes. “You waking up?”
Sasuke moaned again and sounded pitiful. An arm was lifted from the floor and dropped down on his forehead. Was he passed out or what?
“Hey!” Naruto waited for a moment to see if Sasuke would answer, then he sighed loudly and drank more from his bottle. “Che... Warn me if you’re gonna puke, alright?”
Naruto leaned his weight on an elbow and moved close to Sasuke’s face. His eyes were drawn to Sasuke’s long eyelashes and the smooth skin colored red by intoxication.
“I’ll carry you to the bathroom,” Naruto said when he remembered why he had moved closer. “Like a girl.”
Sasuke didn’t reply. Didn’t open his eyes and glare and walk away like he usually did when Naruto bothered him. Had to be passed out. Didn’t even moan this time.
Naruto sniffled and made a face and moved back again. Away. It was amazing how all the girls could be so hung up on such an unimpressive guy. Amazingly stupid. Wasn’t Sakura-chan supposed to be smart? Maybe love made girls stupid.
His eyes moved to Sasuke’s lips and he remembered the feel of them. Years ago and quite a traumatic experience, but he remembered. Soft and wet. Quite wet. Unlike anything Naruto had tasted before. Unlike all the other things Naruto had since then learned about his sort of rival and sort of friend. For some reason it pissed him off.
“You’re the worst drinking partner, you know,” he muttered and forced his eyes to leave the lips that had been soft and quite wet. Maybe they still were. Who knew? Then Naruto realized that maybe someone did know. Did Sasuke have a girlfriend? A secret one that no one knew of, because Naruto had never heard of any girlfriend and if there was one he should have.
That was one of those thoughts that needed to be followed by a giggle, so Naruto giggled. How silly it sounded. Haughty and always extraordinary Sasuke with a secret girlfriend that no one knew of. That got to feel his lips. Maybe because she was ugly, but good-looking Sasuke had fallen for her anyway. It sounded messed up and likely at the same time; Sasuke having a weakness for ugly girls. At least likely now; now that Naruto knew Sasuke sucked at drinking and was really quite average.
“I’m gonna go pee,” Naruto huffed and stuck his tongue out at the passed out, quite average guy on his floor. “Don’t puke while I’m gone.”
He put a hand on the floor and his feet under himself and then heaved to get up. But he had underestimated the spinning in his head that increased when his body shifted; he stumbled, he tried to get his balance back but his feet got caught on something and he fell. Lost his grip on the bottle in his hand and for a moment also on what was ceiling and what was floor.
While the rest of the world was still a mystery, Naruto heard a half-muffled squeaky sound and the clank of the bottle hitting the floor. Then he heard Sasuke speak.
“Where am I?”
The voice was quite clear for coming from a guy that was supposed to be passed out.
When the world stopped spinning and started to make sense again, Naruto found that his face was resting on the floor and one of his hands was cold and wet. He lifted it and made a face at the dripping from his palm and his soaked sleeve. Crawled into a sitting position and found Sasuke’s searching eyes meet his own. They, surprisingly, did not look glaring or teasing; more confused and sort of worried. He was frowning.
The front of Sasuke’s shirt was soaked with beer and a pool had gathered on the floor next to him. The bottle had rolled away. It had been almost full; taken from the fridge not too long ago. The beer had formed streams down Sasuke’s neck.
For some reason he had chosen to wear a tighter shirt than normal that evening, with no high collar. The cloth was darker where the beer had soaked it and stuck to Sasuke’s chest like a skin, except for a few wrinkles here and there. At two small points on his chest the cloth pushed upwards and reminded Naruto of pictures of girls in wet t-shirts he had seen in magazines for adults. Although there had been more boobs involved in those pictures, and the t-shirts had been white instead of black.
It took a while for Naruto’s intoxicated brain to put all the pieces together and confirm to himself what he had always known, but never known quite like this. Guys have nipples too.
“Where?” Sasuke repeated and Naruto blinked. His eyes moved away from Sasuke’s chest and he swallowed.
“M-my place,” he said. “We’re having a drinking contest.”
“Oh.”
“You’re losing.”
Sasuke’s frown increased for a moment, then it almost disappeared.
“Okay,” he said. Then his eyes fell shut.
“Hey!” Naruto yelled and the eyes opened again, quickly. Naruto chewed at the corner of his mouth, on the inside. “Don’t pass out again, will you?”
Sasuke looked at him for a while before he took a deep breath and shifted against the wet floor.
“I’m cold,” he said. Naruto’s eyes quickly moved to his chest and back again. Then he laughed a little, nervously.
“You’re beery,” he said.
Naruto supposed the look was supposed to be a glare, but Sasuke didn’t quite pull it off. Could be because he had enough alcohol in him to fall asleep on Naruto’s floor in the middle of a contest.
“What did you do?”
“I...! I didn’t do anything!” Naruto got frustrated and lied. Why did it always have to be his fault? “It was you! You were... Err... You wanted more to drink and I tried to stop you! Suit yourself that you’re... beery.”
Sasuke tried to glare for another moment or two, while Naruto tried to keep his eyes on safe places. Then Sasuke gave up and groaned. Or grumbled something that Naruto couldn’t decode. Could have been both. Then he put his hands on the floor and pushed himself up to sit. The shirt stretched over his chest, straightened out wrinkles and made new ones, and Naruto forgot that he was trying not to look. Had to swallow. Sasuke swayed a little but managed to not fall back down on the floor again.
“You’re such a bad liar, Naruto,” Sasuke sounded annoyed, but Naruto didn’t really listen. Maybe it was the alcohol. It probably was the alcohol. Naruto had just gathered his brain enough to come to the conclusion that he really should try harder to stop staring, when Sasuke grabbed the edge of his shirt and pulled it over his head.
“Get me something dry to wear, will you?”
Naruto wasn’t sure why this time was different. Why the chest that had always been just a chest before, to punch and kick in order to win fights, was suddenly so interesting. Those nipples so easy for the eyes to get stuck on. Maybe it was because they were hard; different from how they usually looked; not that Naruto had really been looking before. Had to be the alcohol.
“Naruto?”
“W-what?”
Sasuke was frowning. Looked wary and like he had sobered up, at least somewhat. Naruto found his cheeks getting warm.
“Something to wear?” Sasuke said slowly.
“Yes! Right.”
Naruto scampered to his feet; making sure to stumble in the right direction this time. Glad to be away from the fascinating chest and the clever eyes of his sort of rival and sort of friend. Sasuke wasn’t an idiot; at least not when it came to picking up on things that weren’t the way they should be.
“Don’t complain if you don’t like the color,” Naruto shouted over his shoulder as he picked a shirt from his clothes line. A blue one; just washed. His head was spinning slightly and it felt rather nice; just the right amount of alcohol coursing through him. If only the embarrassment hadn’t been there to drag down the mood. His heart was beating faster and harder than it should.
Naruto had to fiddle with the clips for a while before he got the shirt loose. Before returning he went by the bathroom and picked up a rag for the floor and a towel for Sasuke. Peed.
Sasuke was sitting with his legs crossed, looking at the floor. His hair looked tired. His dark and still hard nipples shone against his pale skin like... like stars against the night sky when you were spending the night outside without a campfire. Only in reverse and just two of them and not a million.
Naruto had tried to count the stars on one such night sky once, together with his clones. It has seemed like a brilliant idea at first. Because they could cover so much more sky together it would be way faster and then maybe they wouldn’t have time to lose count. It was only after they had started counting that the problems of counting the stars with clones had come up. That night had quickly changed from counting the stars while resting to an all out training session, when they had started arguing about who was counting what part of the sky and what stars had already been counted.
But that Sasuke’s nipples looked like stars on a night sky in reverse was probably, no definitely just the alcohol.
“Here,” Naruto said and threw the ball he had made of the towel and the t-shirt across the room. Sasuke caught it without looking.
Then Naruto went to work on the floor with the rag. Quite vigorously. With his back to his sort of rival and sort of friend. He desperately wanted to watch when Sasuke dried the beer off his fascinating chest... so it was better if he didn’t have a chance to. There was enough alcohol in his system for many things, but not enough for deciding to openly stare. No matter how hard his little brain kicked him to try and make him change his mind.
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02: Good reflexes