Title: While you were sleeping
Pair: SasuNaru
Summary: Penthouse letter. Sasuke warned him, it's not his fault Naruto didn't believed him.
Warnings: Somnophilia and I guess dub-con.
Beta: Rasengan22.
A/N: Let's not even mention how long since I posted something, forgive me if I'm rusty, I just hope you'll enjoy this you pervs ;D
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Dear Penthouse,
My boyfriend is an avid reader of your magazine, so I thought I would share with you the night I just spent with him in order for you to have something to masturbate to, and, believe me, you won't be able to stop yourself.
It was the end of a hellish week, and we were having some Italian dinner at our place that I'd picked up on my way home. He was about to sip the wine when I told him I had put a sleeping pill in his drink. He just squinted at me, tilting his head in a way that made the light cast a subtle shine to his eyes. I could see that he was trying to figure out if I was lying or not so I kept my face impassive. Finally, he just shrugged and drank all of it in one go.
I simply smirked and told him I would fuck him all night long. He, however, dismissed me and kept eating.
Truth be told, I don't think he believed me at first, but the one warning I'd given him was good enough for me. Call me a bastard, but I don't give a damn. I'd been playing with the idea for weeks. All day long while at work, I kept thinking about it - drugging him, having him on my bed so I could do to him whatever I wanted. It's not something out of the norm. It's not like he doesn't let me top him, but there was something about having him defenseless that made me so hard I had to excuse myself twice during the day.
Anyway, we finished dinner and then we moved to the living room to watch some TV. He was dozing off at barely 9 p.m., and less than a half an hour later, he finally fell asleep with his head resting on my arm. I moved a strand of hair out of his face, appreciating his handsome features. I kissed his full lips, getting ready for the main event. I finished the glass of wine I was drinking and then carried him to our bedroom, where I dropped him on the bed.
I began to undress him. I didn't want to rip the ramen t-shirt he was wearing because he would skin me alive (don't ask, my boyfriend is weird like that). It took me some time to take off all all his clothes, but when i finally finished, I had 5'11" of bronzed majesty at my disposal.
Finally, I was able to touch him all over. I took my time, getting in sync with his body. My hands were wandering over all of him. I was able to see that my touch left goosebumps that I then licked. I love his smell and the feeling of his skin. He is very hairy even when you can't really notice it because he's so blond. I love the texture and the warmth he emanates.
I began to kiss him, and he responded slowly. I started to stroke his cock while drinking in all the little gasps he let escape. I took my time changing pace, squeezing harder and then softer until he was fully erect. I stopped then, but only to remove my own clothes.
It amused me to observe the way his own hand began reaching between his legs to rub his dick. I let him, and started stroking my own erection in tandem to what he was doing. I crawled back on the bed and straddled his chest. One hand I placed on the headboard, while I used the other hand to guide my cock close to his mouth. I watched him sniff around, that funny thing he does with his nose when he smells his favorite food, and then he started to lick it. I'll admit, I wanted to come right then. Yes, I like my boyfriend's mouth on my cock that much!
I started to thrust shallowly, and he took me in easily. I could see his closed eyes moving, and, idly, I wondered if he was dreaming. He kept moaning, sending delicious vibrations that made me clench my asshole. I was shuddering when his teeth touched me.
Despite my initial intention of going easy on him, I started thrusting deeper, wishing for moments where he would choke. I was wondering if he would wake up. I knew I was being too rough, but it was almost like fucking him in the ass! I was practically driving downwards, right into his throat, and I loved it!
I was really close to orgasm at this point. I was still trying to decide if I should come inside his mouth when I felt something warm falling onto my calf. His pre-come, no doubt. He moaned and sucked harder. I could feel his cock rubbing against my leg, looking for some friction. I pulled out, trying to postpone my orgasm and stop his, but one last flick of his tongue brought me over the edge. My cock only half way out of his mouth, I came all over his face. I smiled at the sight of it. He hates it, but to me, nothing makes him look more beautiful than that sticky mess.
I rested my body on top of his, feeling his erection against my pelvis. Lazily, I thrust against it, and, as a reward, I got the sweetest whimper. I began to lick my boyfriend clean, loving the flavor of his skin and its roughness. I also enjoyed teasing his lips with my teeth.
His hips were moving faster against mine now, the wet sound of sweaty skin against skin filling the room. I saw his muscles tense and, wanting to draw this out more, separated our hips. It was hard to do, but the murmured "bastard" he let escape from his lips while dreaming made it worth it.
After that, I stood up again and went to get some ice. At first, my intention had been to return the favor, but when I came back from the kitchen, I changed my mind. You see, my boyfriend was on his side, holding a pillow in his arms. The pillow was large enough that it was in between his legs, giving me the perfect view of his asshole. It gave me the idea of doing something he wouldn't let me do while he was awake.
Which, as you might have guessed, is tongue-fuck him.
I could feel myself grinning like a Cheshire cat as I turned Naruto around, making sure he was in the position I wanted. He even seemed to help, spreading his legs on his own when I pushed them apart. I couldn't wait to start!
I took an ice cube and dragged it all the way from his shoulder blades to his lower back, licking after the ice as it left its wet trail. I was hoping he would enjoy the temperature contrast. The little sighs he kept making told me he was.
He squirmed when I put the ice between his ass cheeks but made no other protests. I decided to push the almost melted piece inside his ass. He did wriggle more this time, and I could see the ice almost being pushed out, so I just introduced it again along with my tongue. He jumped and screamed so loud I thought he'd woken up! However, when I checked, he still seemed to be asleep. Tentatively, I continued to work over his tight, quivering hole.
I don't know how to explain the pleasure that pushing my tongue into his ass gave me. I felt tremors going through my body, and when he cried out again, I could tell it was from pleasure, so I kept going. I had him pushing against my face in no time. He was humping the bed, as well. I knew now why he wouldn't let me do this on a regular basis. Even while he was asleep, it was clear I was driving him crazy! How much I wished I could have seen his face so I could commit his expression to my memory!
He started moaning my name when I pushed in the first finger. I had to put my other hand on his leg to stop myself from reaching for my own erection. I pushed the finger deeper and deeper, then I changed rhythm and began to fuck him shallowly along with my tongue. I wasn't using any lube, just my saliva. I knew how he loves the burn.
It was the hottest thing you can imagine. He can get vocal when he bottoms, but this was crazy! He kept moaning like a bitch in heat. It left me speechless. I only wish he'd been on his knees instead of lying on the bed so I could've been able to pump his dripping, wet cock for him.
In no time, I could feel him come with my tongue while I was licking his inner walls. He came and squeezed it like he wanted to suck me in, and I wanted him to.
I had to stop. I literally had to stand up and walk around the room to cool down. I watched him, his skin dewy from the sweat, his broad chest moving rapidly when he breathed. He was gorgeous and all mine!
When I finally calmed down enough to resist jacking off again, I sat on a chair we have in our room - an old orange thing he loves and refuses to get rid of. I placed my face on my hand and drank up everything I could see, from the soft shine of his tanned skin to the way he had one leg bent over the pillow. It gave me the perfect view of his ass and reminded me of what I had just done. My tongue was still tingling, and I wouldn't be able to say if it was because of the ice, the way he had squeezed me when he came, or if I was just excited about what was to come.
I walked to the bed again and stood by the headboard, trying to determine if he was still asleep. When I was satisfied he was, I entertained myself by fondling his asscheeks, separating them and pushing them together. His asshole was red thanks to the abuse, and I just couldn't wait any longer to be inside of him.
I turned him around slowly so he was lying on his back, his hand landing on his forehead. I took the lube from the bureau and, without any more preamble, I thrust inside of him, my entire body shivering once my cock was fully sheathed into that tight heat.
The next part seems a bit fuzzy. I was totally out of control. He accepted me easily even when he wasn't fully hard yet. I fucked him fast and hard and then I would stop and just push deeper without pulling back. Then, I set a slower pace, resting all of my weight on his body so that I could take advantage of the position to kiss him while not moving any part of my body but my hips. I rolled him on his side and took him with one leg up in the air only to flip him onto his back so that his knees hung over my shoulders and his body was bent in half. I had to put my hands at the sides of his head so he wouldn't slip and hit the headboard.
I kept waiting to see if he would wake up, but he didn't.
I would have loved to do this forever, but even with the pauses, I felt myself getting close. I began to nibble his right calf while, with my left hand, I started to stroke his cock. I think I bit him harder than I intended when I finally came though. I just couldn't control myself. The moment I felt him coming, I lost it. I came with a cry of his name while coating his insides with my sperm. There is something about the knowledge of leaving part of me inside of him that makes me crazy.
And I didn't pull out, oh no. I just rearranged our bodies, with his back to my chest so that the first thing he felt in the morning would be me inside of him.
I'll tell you that he was a bit pissed when he woke up, but I reminded him I had warned him. Then I told him about my little surprise.
What surprise? Well, it seems like I conveniently forgot to tell you. I videotaped it all. So now I'll go and get the handcuffs we keep under the bed. I'll cuff myself, and I'll just wait for my idiot to get out of the shower so he can fuck me while we watch what I did to him.
So, as you can imagine, I have to go now. I'd much rather have sex with him while he's angry than keep talking to you losers.
Sweet dreams,
The kinky bastard.