Ring [R; Naruto/Sasuke]
Title: Ring
By: worblehat
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Naruto/Sasuke
Rating: R
Notes: Written for 50_smutlets.
Prompt: #31, vibrator.
Summary: Highschool AU. SHUSH.
Word Count: 897
Naruto yawned, peeking at Sasuke from just above his arm, which lay flat against the library tabletop. Sasuke, for his part, seemed too absorbed in whatever he was studying to notice the blond.
Frowning, Naruto turned back to his homework. He scribbled in the corners of his notebook, doodling random images as he did his best at pretending to learn. Every now and again, he perked up as he heard a page turn, wondering if Sasuke was done yet; sighing when he realised they were going to be there a while longer.
A sudden sinking feeling over swept his stomach and he reached for his bag, fingers brushing against Sasuke's. Shooting a questioning glance at his frowning companion, he reached for his cell phone, struggling to turn it off. A blank display met his eyes and he frowned, wondering if it had just malfunctioned. He turned to ask Sasuke to look at his phone when his mouth fell open.
"It's yours?" he asked. Loudly.
"Shut up," hissed Sasuke, calmly pressing buttons to shut off his phone, reading the message that appeared on the small, rectangular screen and scowling before shutting it off.
Who was it? Naruto wrote out on a piece of spare paper.
Shouldn't you be doing homework? Sasuke wrote back, shoving the paper away with disdain and burrowing his nose further into his physics book.
Naruto frowned, muttering "bastard" before turning back to his work once more. A few minutes passed before he realised something; scribbling on the same piece of paper, he wrote only one word:
Itachi?
He shoved the paper over to Sasuke, who snorted.
Guess you pay more attention than I gave you credit for.
Naruto smiled. Shoving the paper into his pockets, he nudged Sasuke in the ribs, reading for the retaliative elbow to his stomach. Holding the thin fingers in his own, he smiled innocently, chuckling faintly.
"Why-"
Sasuke's hand was covering his mouth within seconds, a warning look on his face. Naruto blinked; he was led - quietly - towards a stack of books in the back corner of the library, just barely hidden from the children's corner.
Sasuke leaned close. His phone was on, display flashing.
Enjoy your prey.
"What's that mean?" whispered Naruto.
"...It means..." Sasuke's lips brushed against the blond locks, pressing soft at the spot just above Naruto's left eye. "You."
"I'm not prey!" spat Naruto.
Sasuke's hand splayed over the blond's stomach, yanking the uniformed white shirt, nails scraping soft over warm skin.
"S-S-S-Sasuke?" Naruto sputtered, his stomach and thoughts a mess of confusion.
"Shh," said Sasuke, his lips falling just to the right of Naruto's mouth, tongue tasting his bottom lip before retracting.
...Holy shit, thought Naruto. He could hear someone's voice - a woman's, soft and pleasant - a few rows away. It was probably story-telling hour. But it was difficult to think about that as Sasuke pressed hard against him, hips digging fast against Naruto's own. The familiar, thick hardness pushing fast against his thighs made his breath catch.
The slow vibration of his friend's cell phone didn't help; Sasuke pressed faster against Naruto, the vibration making strange, strong desires rise faster in his chest - and in the pit of his stomach. He grabbed Sasuke's shirt, pulling it tight as he pushed forward, his erection rubbing - obvious and hard - against Sasuke's own.
"Shh," warned Sasuke as he rolled his hips more insistently against the blond's.
His phone flickered on - a message. Naruto moaned, not bothering to keep his enjoyment of the situation quiet; smirking when Sasuke pushed his mouth against his, tongue snaking out to taste Naruto's mouth.
"Mmph," Naruto muttered.
He had no idea what was going on; he had never been sure why he'd been so attached to Sasuke - but this was more than he'd expected...
Not that he was complaining.
It felt awkward, but warm as Sasuke kissed down his neck, phone still vibrating between them, pushing just to the left of Naruto's erection. He thrust up against Sasuke, moans silenced by warning bites, thin fingers on his neck and sneaking down his trousers, touching and stroking.
"...Ngh," whispered Naruto, pushing his cock forward, against Sasuke's palm; again and again, until he was coming, messy and thick and wet.
"Fuck," said Sasuke, body shaking as he came, trousers wet and sticky before he pulled away from his friend.
His phone vibrated once more; he shut it off.
"...You planned that," said Naruto wordlessly.
Sasuke smirked.
"Fucking Uchihas."
Sasuke ran his thumb over his phone before slipping it back into his pocket. He looked at Naruto, fingertips grazing his chin. "You want to?" he asked, his invitation dark, eyes unreadable yet displeased.
"............Not if your brother's involved," admitted Naruto, face going red.
Sasuke smirked, sidling closer. His lips brushed gentle against Naruto's cheek. "I don't share," he muttered, arm wrapping around Naruto and tugging him closer.
The blond grinned against Sasuke's crisp, white shirt. "You'd better not," he said, feigning annoyance - voice quiet as Sasuke kissed him: full and soft and possessive; his own heart beating fast as he kissed back.
By: worblehat
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Naruto/Sasuke
Rating: R
Notes: Written for 50_smutlets.
Prompt: #31, vibrator.
Summary: Highschool AU. SHUSH.
Word Count: 897
Naruto yawned, peeking at Sasuke from just above his arm, which lay flat against the library tabletop. Sasuke, for his part, seemed too absorbed in whatever he was studying to notice the blond.
Frowning, Naruto turned back to his homework. He scribbled in the corners of his notebook, doodling random images as he did his best at pretending to learn. Every now and again, he perked up as he heard a page turn, wondering if Sasuke was done yet; sighing when he realised they were going to be there a while longer.
A sudden sinking feeling over swept his stomach and he reached for his bag, fingers brushing against Sasuke's. Shooting a questioning glance at his frowning companion, he reached for his cell phone, struggling to turn it off. A blank display met his eyes and he frowned, wondering if it had just malfunctioned. He turned to ask Sasuke to look at his phone when his mouth fell open.
"It's yours?" he asked. Loudly.
"Shut up," hissed Sasuke, calmly pressing buttons to shut off his phone, reading the message that appeared on the small, rectangular screen and scowling before shutting it off.
Who was it? Naruto wrote out on a piece of spare paper.
Shouldn't you be doing homework? Sasuke wrote back, shoving the paper away with disdain and burrowing his nose further into his physics book.
Naruto frowned, muttering "bastard" before turning back to his work once more. A few minutes passed before he realised something; scribbling on the same piece of paper, he wrote only one word:
Itachi?
He shoved the paper over to Sasuke, who snorted.
Guess you pay more attention than I gave you credit for.
Naruto smiled. Shoving the paper into his pockets, he nudged Sasuke in the ribs, reading for the retaliative elbow to his stomach. Holding the thin fingers in his own, he smiled innocently, chuckling faintly.
"Why-"
Sasuke's hand was covering his mouth within seconds, a warning look on his face. Naruto blinked; he was led - quietly - towards a stack of books in the back corner of the library, just barely hidden from the children's corner.
Sasuke leaned close. His phone was on, display flashing.
Enjoy your prey.
"What's that mean?" whispered Naruto.
"...It means..." Sasuke's lips brushed against the blond locks, pressing soft at the spot just above Naruto's left eye. "You."
"I'm not prey!" spat Naruto.
Sasuke's hand splayed over the blond's stomach, yanking the uniformed white shirt, nails scraping soft over warm skin.
"S-S-S-Sasuke?" Naruto sputtered, his stomach and thoughts a mess of confusion.
"Shh," said Sasuke, his lips falling just to the right of Naruto's mouth, tongue tasting his bottom lip before retracting.
...Holy shit, thought Naruto. He could hear someone's voice - a woman's, soft and pleasant - a few rows away. It was probably story-telling hour. But it was difficult to think about that as Sasuke pressed hard against him, hips digging fast against Naruto's own. The familiar, thick hardness pushing fast against his thighs made his breath catch.
The slow vibration of his friend's cell phone didn't help; Sasuke pressed faster against Naruto, the vibration making strange, strong desires rise faster in his chest - and in the pit of his stomach. He grabbed Sasuke's shirt, pulling it tight as he pushed forward, his erection rubbing - obvious and hard - against Sasuke's own.
"Shh," warned Sasuke as he rolled his hips more insistently against the blond's.
His phone flickered on - a message. Naruto moaned, not bothering to keep his enjoyment of the situation quiet; smirking when Sasuke pushed his mouth against his, tongue snaking out to taste Naruto's mouth.
"Mmph," Naruto muttered.
He had no idea what was going on; he had never been sure why he'd been so attached to Sasuke - but this was more than he'd expected...
Not that he was complaining.
It felt awkward, but warm as Sasuke kissed down his neck, phone still vibrating between them, pushing just to the left of Naruto's erection. He thrust up against Sasuke, moans silenced by warning bites, thin fingers on his neck and sneaking down his trousers, touching and stroking.
"...Ngh," whispered Naruto, pushing his cock forward, against Sasuke's palm; again and again, until he was coming, messy and thick and wet.
"Fuck," said Sasuke, body shaking as he came, trousers wet and sticky before he pulled away from his friend.
His phone vibrated once more; he shut it off.
"...You planned that," said Naruto wordlessly.
Sasuke smirked.
"Fucking Uchihas."
Sasuke ran his thumb over his phone before slipping it back into his pocket. He looked at Naruto, fingertips grazing his chin. "You want to?" he asked, his invitation dark, eyes unreadable yet displeased.
"............Not if your brother's involved," admitted Naruto, face going red.
Sasuke smirked, sidling closer. His lips brushed gentle against Naruto's cheek. "I don't share," he muttered, arm wrapping around Naruto and tugging him closer.
The blond grinned against Sasuke's crisp, white shirt. "You'd better not," he said, feigning annoyance - voice quiet as Sasuke kissed him: full and soft and possessive; his own heart beating fast as he kissed back.