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Sasuke rechecked Kawaki’s bag, making sure every possible item Kawaki might want or need was accounted for. He’d already done so twice before even coming to Sakura’s apartment, but he didn’t want to take any chances of forgetting something and having his night with Naruto interrupted.
Once he was finally satisfied, he turned to her, ignoring the amused look on her face.
“Karin’s not going to come over, right?” Even though she’d already met Kawaki once before, it didn’t feel right to let her see him again before Naruto’d even had a chance to meet him. Plus, he didn’t want to omit the truth from Kawaki more than he already had. If he told Kawaki he suddenly had a cousin, he’d inevitably want to know if he had any other new family members. It made more sense, and would be more fair to Naruto, to wait until after he and Naruto had been introduced.
“I already told you, no. Don’t worry, okay?” Sakura leaned in, grinning as she whispered low enough for Kawaki not to hear, “Go and have a good time with your baby daddy.”
Sasuke shoved her face away with a scowl. “Don’t call him that.”
Sakura laughed but didn’t continue to tease, switching into doctor mode instead. “You’re still on suppressants, right? You know sperm can live up to five days, so even if you’re not currently in heat—”
“I do not need the safe sex talk from you,” Sasuke ground out. He’d gone back on suppressants as soon as Kawaki was born and never missed a dose. He thought he’d never have a heat again, but he’d fantasized about it more than once since meeting Naruto. What would it be like, actually having someone he wanted, someone he trusted, to take care of him? His heats had always been miserable, but with an alpha to knot him like his body craved, it would be different, maybe even good.
That was a distant possibility, though. For now, he had the weekend to look forward to.
Sasuke went over to where Kawaki was working on a floor puzzle of the solar system, crouching down to kiss the top of his head. “Mommy will pick you up at dinnertime tomorrow, okay?”
“M’kay,” Kawaki said distractedly, searching through the pieces.
Sasuke poked his little nose. “Can I have a hug, at least?”
Giggling, Kawaki hopped up to jump into Sasuke’s arms, squeezing tightly as Sasuke scented him.
“Love you,” Sasuke murmured. He stroked Kawaki’s hair, smiling when the boy grinned at him, his round cheek dimpling. There was no mistaking his resemblance to Naruto when he looked like that, as if nothing made him happier than Sasuke’s presence.
“Love you, Mommy!” Kawaki planted kisses all over his face until Sasuke began to tickle him, finally squirming out of his arms and hurrying back to his puzzle without a backwards glance. For a while, Sasuke watched him, feeling a familiar twinge in his chest at the conflicting feelings of relief and gratitude that Kawaki felt so safe with Sakura alongside the sadness that he was no longer his baby’s entire world. It was a good thing, of course, but scary too—the more independent Kawaki became, the less Sasuke felt able to protect him. Now that meeting Naruto had forced him to confront his anxieties, however, he found that it was a little easier to let go.
Sakura eventually shoved him toward the door and as soon as he was out of her apartment, his excitement about seeing Naruto returned with a vengeance. He went to send a quick text as he got into his car only to find a message already waiting for him.
[Naruto] Can’t wait to see you.
It was such a simple message, but it made Sasuke flush, his body becoming hot all over. After Monday, they’d only been able to meet during their lunch hour twice more that week, both of which they spent actually eating food instead of devouring each other. Needless to say, he was very ready to finally see Naruto for longer than a single cruel hour, without scent blockers, and blissfully alone.
With his heart in his throat, he sent off a reply, then shifted the car into drive.
❛❜
Naruto smelled him before he even reached the door. The first waft of that rich, smoky scent had him salivating, his body buzzing like a live wire as his heart beat faster. He exercised every calming technique in the book, or tried to; the effort required willpower he didn’t presently possess.
He needed to get a grip. But Sasuke was already knocking, and Naruto opened the door before Sasuke’s knuckles even left the wood.
Like always, Sasuke looked beautiful. His dark hair looked freshly washed, the ends still slightly damp. It made his hair appear even darker, heightening the already striking contrast with his pale skin. He looked like a work of art, and if Naruto wasn’t five seconds away from spontaneously combusting if he didn’t get to touch and smell and taste, he’d want to grab his sketchbook and paint him right then and there.
Instead, Naruto only breathed out a desperate, “Come here.”
It sounded like he was begging; maybe he was. He knew that if he was the one to move first, he wouldn’t be able to stop—he’d lose whatever illusion of control he convinced himself he still had, and he didn’t want to think about what that meant.
Sasuke stepped inside, eyes closing with a shuddering inhale when the new proximity amplified their scents tenfold. After only dreaming of Sasuke’s scent for the past two weeks, it was irresistible now. Naruto couldn’t stop himself from reaching out, pulling the omega to his chest and burying his face into his neck, a broken-sounding moan escaping him when Sasuke curled around him in turn.
“Fuck,” Sasuke whispered, nuzzling against him, scenting him. “How are we supposed to go anywhere like this?”
“Sure puts some of the gross PDA I’ve witnessed into perspective,” Naruto joked, slowly drawing back. He meant to put distance between them, to get some breathing room and take things slow, but their noses brushed and they both froze as their gazes met. Naruto’s heartbeat pounded loudly in his ears, drowning out all of the good intentions he'd been silently repeating to himself.
They moved as one, mouths connecting without thought like it was something they'd been doing for years. It was intrinsic, a push and pull that felt so staggeringly right. Sasuke arched into him, his scent pulsing out in thick, overwhelming waves as their tongues touched, extinguishing every thought in Naruto’s head save for a mental chorus of mine, mine, please be mine.
He backed Sasuke against the door, kissing him slow and deep, hands tangling into that pretty hair he loved so much. Sasuke’s leg wedged between his, thigh pressing up against the crotch of Naruto’s jeans. God, he was already so fucking hard. He knew Sasuke was too, just from the way his scent had grown so dark and lush—he must be dripping with slick, all because of him, for him.
"Tell me what you want." Naruto kissed his throat, his scent gland, groaning as Sasuke’s scent soaked his tongue.
"Just don't stop touching me," Sasuke pleaded, his head falling back against the wall as Naruto’s teeth scraped along his collarbone.
“Want to taste you,” he whispered, moving back up to suck Sasuke’s lower lip between his teeth. Sasuke nodded vigorously, undoing his pants as Naruto dropped down to his knees.
Naruto took over, grabbing Sasuke’s waistband and pulling it down to his feet. He kissed the exposed strip of skin above his pelvis as he peeled off his briefs, then allowed himself a moment to finally appreciate Sasuke’s cock close up. It was pale, only the tip flushed a tempting shade of pink, his balls small and—Naruto was quite certain he’d never thought this about another person’s balls before— cute. He suckled at the tip first, tasting the precome there, then licked down his shaft, groaning when his nose buried into coarse hair. He was pretty sure he could get off just from Sasuke’s scent, it was that fucking divine, but that was an experiment for another day.
Moving lower, he tongued over Sasuke’s balls, letting the weight of each one sit in his mouth before sucking them together. The sound of Sasuke’s head thudding back against the door sounded above him, followed by a gasp when Naruto grazed his teeth over the thin skin of his sac. Grinning, he kissed the inside of Sasuke’s thigh and looked up. “Turn around?”
Sasuke didn’t hesitate to comply, turning to face the door and leaning forward, bracing his hands against the wood. Naruto had to palm his cock at the sight of it, Sasuke’s wet, pink hole just barely visible, winking when he finally took Sasuke’s ass into his hands and pulled his cheeks apart.
“Fuck,” he muttered, already leaning in for a taste. Sasuke moaned and shuddered above him, his feet moving further apart at the first swipe of Naruto’s tongue. Before long, a hand fisted in Naruto’s hair, urging him impossibly closer as he worked the muscle past Sasuke’s slippery entrance. His taste was unreal; a perfect medley of sweetness and musk, and Naruto let out a growl unlike any sound he’d ever before made as he licked inside, overcome with a frenzied desire to make his omega come. He could feel slick on his face, coating his cheeks and chin, and the thought of being covered in Sasuke’s scent made him groan, his fingers digging harder into Sasuke’s skin.
“Naruto—alpha—please—” Sasuke’s hand disappeared from Naruto’s hair, falling to his cock. Within moments, his hole began fluttering around Naruto’s tongue, his body slumping forward until Naruto slid his hands to his waist to hold him steady.
“You good?”
Sasuke nodded dazedly, turning around when Naruto moved to stand. He immediately yanked Naruto close, dragging his tongue up Naruto’s chin and then licking into his mouth with a hungry sound. He reached for Naruto’s jeans, ripping them open so forcefully Naruto almost stumbled back, his surprised laugh making Sasuke smirk into their kiss.
“Is there a bed,” he murmured, “or are we fucking against your front door?”
“There’s a bed.” Naruto glanced down, grabbing Sasuke’s hand and lifting it to his mouth so that he could suck the cum from his fingers. “Mmm—not sure I’ll make it there before I come, though.”
Sasuke took Naruto’s face between his hands and kissed him feverishly, moaning as he tasted himself twice over. “Good thing we have all night,” he panted, pulling out Naruto’s cock and stroking it. He rubbed his cheek over Naruto’s, then skated his nose over the alpha’s jawline with another soft sound of pleasure. The intimacy of it made Naruto shudder, his head instinctively turning to capture Sasuke’s lips again as Sasuke continued to tug him off.
All night isn't enough, he thought as his orgasm crashed over him. He didn't want Sasuke to leave after this. He knew he had to, though, so he shoved the thought away.
Slowly, with wandering hands and kisses impeding every other step, they made their way to Naruto’s bedroom, discarding articles of clothing as they went. By the time Sasuke pulled Naruto overtop of him on the mattress, they were both nude and once again hard, though the sense of urgency no longer felt quite so intense. Being covered in Sasuke’s scent and vice versa had eased the desire to claim him as quickly as possible, and now Naruto wanted to savor every inch of Sasuke’s body the way he’d been unable to for weeks.
He kissed his way down the omega’s lithe body, memorizing the texture of his skin, the sensitive places that had his mouth gifting the loveliest sounds, the imperfections that made him real. Upon reaching the smooth expanse of his stomach, Naruto slowed. The skin there was tight, a silvery white scar and the webs of stretch marks clustered at his hips the only evidence of his pregnancy. Naruto passed his lips over each one, a heavy, unexpected sadness forming a pit in his belly.
“Wish I could’ve seen you,” he said quietly. But that was only a partial truth—he didn’t just want to have seen Sasuke pregnant with their child, he wanted to have been there for all of it: the memorable, the mundane, every single moment that he missed.
When he glanced up, Sasuke’s eyes shone, his face a complex mosaic of emotions that looked so delicate Naruto feared he’d shatter. He hurried to give him a reassuring smile, but Sasuke’s expression didn’t change. He pulled Naruto up into another kiss, twining their hands together as he drew a heel over the back of Naruto’s leg and held him close.
“Me too.”
Sasuke spoke so softly that Naruto questioned whether he’d heard correctly, but they were kissing again before he could respond. He squeezed Sasuke’s hands instead, feeling a flood of warmth and affection when Sasuke squeezed back. At that moment, he knew that despite whatever doubts Sasuke still had, he wasn’t alone in the depth of these feelings. It fuelled a new kind of heat in Naruto’s body, a desire to not only claim, but to share and be shared as one.
“Tell me what you want,” he said a second time, still needing to be sure, still needing to hear it. “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.” He skimmed a hand down Sasuke’s thigh and Sasuke wrapped the leg around him, holding him steady as he undulated against him. It was unbelievably thrilling, the way Sasuke took control even laid beneath him, and Naruto would happily bend to his every whim.
“I want you to fuck me.” Sasuke looked up at him, then roved his gaze down Naruto’s body, breath hitching at the sight of Naruto’s cock pressed up against his. “God, I need it.” He used the leg around Naruto as leverage to lift himself, angling his hips so that Naruto’s cock slipped over his slick-wet hole once, twice, and then the blunt head caught and Sasuke sank down, eyes flitting back to meet Naruto’s just as Naruto grabbed onto his thighs and thrust in fully.
Fuck. He was so hot inside, tight and wet and perfect, and Naruto never wanted this to end. He lowered his hands to either side of Sasuke’s face as he bent over him, feeling Sasuke’s hard nipples skim over his. It was suddenly happening so fast, Sasuke’s mouth on his again as they moved, their bodies in sync right from the start.
“Yes,” Sasuke moaned with each snap of hips. His hands traveled down Naruto’s arms, then slid around to his ass, urging him on with a squeeze. “You’re so big.”
Naruto couldn’t help a burst of pride at that. He leaned back enough to watch, pulling out completely and admiring the way Sasuke’s rim stretched taut around his cock when he pushed back in. “Yeah?”
Sasuke tugged him back down, the tip of his tongue tracing along the underside of Naruto’s lip. “Yeah,” he whispered. "Feels so fucking good."
Naruto groaned. "Fuck." He reached for Sasuke's dick and it jerked in his hand, the omega’s inner muscles tightening around him. “Fuck, shit.”
Sasuke laughed breathlessly between moans. Naruto couldn’t stop himself from grinning as he licked the shell of Sasuke’s ear, then teased the lobe between his teeth. “Don’t laugh, fucking hell.”
That, of course, only made Sasuke laugh more. “I’ve never heard you swear so much.”
“Yeah, well. I’m trying not to come when we’ve hardly started.”
“You can come.” Sasuke kissed Naruto’s shoulder, voice soft and breaking on a gasp. “You can come inside me.”
“Fuck, Sasuke…” Naruto pressed his face into Sasuke’s neck, sucking a vicious mark over his scent gland. His canines ached to bite, even moreso when Sasuke turned his head to the side in open invitation. He wanted it too, Naruto could sense it, smell it, but he knew that would be a mistake. The last thing he wanted was for Sasuke to regret any part of this.
Instead, he lifted his head, watching as Sasuke’s hazy eyes slid to his. “I’ll make you come first,” he promised. “Wanna feel you come just like this.”
Sasuke hummed, threading his fingers into Naruto’s hair and stroking his cheekbones with his thumbs. “Make me, then, alpha.”
Naruto swore for the umpteenth time, pistoning his hips faster and stroking Sasuke’s cock until it was evident his climax was near, his body already clamping down around Naruto in brief but glorious pulses. “C’mon, baby,” he said when Sasuke’s eyes squeezed shut. “Let me see your pretty face when you come.”
“Want—want to come on your knot,” Sasuke rushed out, the flush on his face and neck spreading all the way down his chest. “I’m so close, just—”
“Are you sure?” Despite how much he wanted the same thing, Naruto was suddenly filled with nerves. But then Sasuke sobbed out a string of yesyesyes, coming as soon as Naruto said shh, I’ll give it to you, just from the promise of it, and that was so fucking hot Naruto couldn’t stop the way he slammed in roughly, his teeth sinking into the meat of Sasuke’s shoulder as he knotted them together with a garbled groan.
“Ah! N-Naruto—” Sasuke twitched and trembled, whimpering from oversensitivity as more cum spilled from his cock. Naruto mouthed helplessly at the omega’s skin, palms rubbing gentle circles over his hips. He was shaking, too—it was better than he could’ve ever imagined, being tied to someone like this, the feeling so overwhelming he felt his eyes grow wet with tears.
“Nnng…”
“It’s okay, you’re okay,” Naruto soothed, kissing Sasuke’s cheeks. “You’re doing so well, baby, you’re amazing.”
“It’s—so much, fuck.” Sasuke shifted slightly and moaned, body shuddering.
“I know.” Naruto caged Sasuke in his arms, wanting and needing him to feel secure; safe. He nuzzled Sasuke’s neck, nipping at the soft skin by the hollow of his throat. Drunk on pheromones and pleasure, he babbled, “You’re perfect, my perfect omega, perfect for me—”
He felt it, then, Sasuke’s inner muscles spasming as he came once again. The pressure around his knot was so intense he couldn’t help rocking his hips to try to alleviate some of the discomfort, but that only made Sasuke whine more.
“Sorry,” he started, but Sasuke cut him off with a kiss. It was brief snatches of each other’s lips at first, both too out of breath for more, but it turned deeper as their heartbeats slowed. Gradually, Sasuke relaxed beneath him, his fingers moving mindlessly through the pool of cum on his belly and then smearing it over Naruto’s chest, marking him even further as his. It made every one of Naruto’s possessive alpha instincts thrum in satisfaction, delighted to have pleased his omega so thoroughly.
Part of him couldn’t quite believe it—Sasuke was here, in his bed, sated and blissed out on his knot. It was everything he’d been dreaming of these past few weeks and more, and Naruto found himself grinning into their kiss.
“What?” Sasuke whispered.
“Just happy,” Naruto answered, and Sasuke’s lips rose to meet his.
When his knot went down, he suggested a shower, but Sasuke took one look at the cum still drying on his skin and said, “not yet.”
That alone was enough to make Naruto want him all over again. Fortunately, Sasuke was more than willing to oblige.
❛❜
Sasuke blinked awake at the feel of gentle fingers combing through his hair. He turned onto his back, then winced at how utterly used his body felt when he tried to sit upright.
“You don’t have to get up,” Naruto said, smiling down at him. He sat on the edge of the bed, still naked, still reeking of Sasuke’s scent. “I just wanted to make sure you drink some water.” He held out a glass, which Sasuke gratefully took and drained.
“I fell asleep?”
“Just for a little while.” Naruto set the glass aside and then snuggled down next to him, pulling a very willing Sasuke back into his arms. Blushing, he added, “My knot took forever to go down that time. I tried to clean you up, but I didn’t want to wake you…”
“It’s alright,” Sasuke murmured, curling closer and draping a thigh over Naruto’s hip. “I’m just going to get dirty again anyway, aren’t I?”
Naruto bit his lip, blue eyes scanning Sasuke’s face. Somehow, Sasuke knew what he was thinking—he was being considerate like always, worrying that he’d hurt him, debating whether to make him rest even as his own scent made his simmering arousal markedly clear. Eager to ease his mind, Sasuke rolled until Naruto was beneath him and ground his hips down, smirking as Naruto’s cock rapidly filled against his.
Naruto was content to let Sasuke take control, moaning softly as he was guided back inside Sasuke’s body, touching him but never changing the rhythm Sasuke set. He left one hand on Sasuke’s waist, the other pressing flat against his stomach as the omega rode him with deep, lazy rolls of his hips, their eyes locked in a gaze as unbreakable as whatever bond had formed between them, not needing to be sealed with a bite.
Naruto looked at him like he was a marvel, and Sasuke couldn’t look away. Like this—Naruto all around him, inside of him, whispering everything Sasuke had always wanted to hear—Sasuke's doubts had no space to exist. He could embrace this connection they had fully, without fear, and maybe that confidence wouldn’t last, but it was a freedom he’d cherish while it did.
He gripped Naruto’s hands as he felt his orgasm build, not speeding up but continuing his languid pace until it crashed over him like a rolling tide, wave after wave of pleasure echoing through every cell of his body. The sight of his cum on Naruto's chest stirred a primal craving to be marked in turn. He rocked Naruto’s swelling knot in and out of him, toes curling in ecstasy each time he was stretched wide, then sank down when it formed fully and relished the now-familiar sensation of Naruto’s cum filling him up.
Sex had never felt like this—like something more than physical, something transformative, merging part of himself with another in a way he’d long believed was fabrication. When he lowered himself forward, Naruto’s chest warm under his, he could feel their hearts beat in tandem, a single, harmonized melody that seemed to hum under his skin.
He nosed at Naruto’s neck, breathing in his scent straight from the source. As much as his instincts yearned to bite, he was still content, satisfied by the indisputable knowledge that Naruto felt the same way.
They laid in comfortable silence until Naruto insisted they eat something, which apparently meant ordering food from the donburi place conveniently located next to his apartment building. When Naruto offered to run down and pick it up, however, Sasuke’s stomach lurched.
“Can’t they deliver it?”
“But it’s right—” Naruto paused, looking at him. Slowly, he began to smile. “Oh. You don’t want me to go, huh?”
Sasuke just glared, though he failed to muster the actual animosity needed to make it effective. Of course he didn’t want Naruto to go, not now, after he’d been knotted for the first time, after Naruto had made him feel so cared for and safe, like a ma—like a lover should.
“Okay,” Naruto said quickly, pulling Sasuke against his chest and kissing his frown. “I’ll stay.” He stroked a hand through Sasuke’s hair, then left it resting on the back of his head, a heavy, comforting weight that finally made Sasuke’s nerves relax once more. “I don’t want to leave you either,” he admitted. “Besides, they’d never shut up about it if I went in there smelling like… well.”
Sasuke let out a snort.
Naruto grinned. “While we wait, though…” He jumped up, walking over to the small desk across the room, then returned holding something crudely wrapped in newspaper. He handed it to Sasuke as he returned to his spot next to him. “I made you something.”
Surprised, Sasuke tried not to let his excitement show as he peeled the layers of paper away. Underneath was a small pot, the bottom roughly the size of his palm, but that wasn’t what made his breath hitch. The entirety of the pot was designed as an intricately carved snake, coiled so that its head rested over the top edge, and it’d been glazed with a glossy black finish that flashed with color wherever the light caught, iridescent like—
“It’s a Boelen’s python,” Naruto said. “Well, I tried to make it like one, but—”
“You remembered that?” Sasuke’s voice came out soft. His insides felt all warm and gooey, much like when Kawaki declared him to be the best mommy in the world and he thought he’d never be happier than in that moment. He ran a finger over the snake’s scales, awed.
Naruto nodded, looking sheepish, which was ridiculous because this was easily one of the best gifts Sasuke had ever received. His friends gave thoughtful gifts, of course, but there was something different about knowing Naruto had made this with his own two hands, that he’d remembered such a small detail of their very first conversation and turned it into something physical for Sasuke to treasure forever.
Carefully, he set the pot on the nightstand, then leaned in and kissed Naruto soundly.
“Should I take this to mean you like it?” Naruto asked, smiling so much Sasuke was kissing more teeth than lips.
“Yes.” Sasuke drew back just enough to look into Naruto’s eyes. This was possibly a mistake, as his heart proceeded to kick up a rhythm in his chest that made it rather hard to breathe. “I love it.”
Naruto moved his hands over both of Sasuke’s and inched closer. “I—”
Bzzt. Bzzt. Bzzt.
The gentle expression on Naruto’s face turned panicked as he shot a glance at Sasuke’s phone. Sasuke suppressed a laugh, reaching for the phone to silence it.
“It’s just an alarm, don’t worry. I didn’t want to forget to call and tell Kawaki goodnight.”
“Oh.” Naruto was visibly relieved, which made Sasuke feel even lighter, like an untethered balloon that would simply float away if not for Naruto’s hand still holding his. “You stay here, then, and I’ll go wait for the food to come. D’you want some more water or anything?”
“I’m fine for now.”
“You’re sure?”
“Well…” Sasuke looked down at himself. A growing number of hickies adorned his chest, and while he couldn’t see his neck, he knew there had to be another one over his scent gland. “I should probably wear a shirt. We always video call,” he explained.
Naruto followed Sasuke’s gaze and flushed. “Right.” He got up and went to his dresser, taking out a solid black t-shirt and walking back to Sasuke to hand it over. He watched as Sasuke pulled it on, a certain hungry look in his eyes suggesting he was more than pleased about Sasuke wearing his clothes.
“Let me just—” He ran his fingers through Sasuke’s hair, smoothing it into something more presentable, then adjusted the collar of the shirt to cover more of his neck. “I’ll be right outside, okay?”
“Okay,” Sasuke said, a little flustered. It’d been so long since someone had fussed over him like this. To his surprise, he enjoyed it more than he expected.
Naruto gave him a smile before leaving and closing the door behind him. For a moment, Sasuke had to fight the sudden anxiety he felt at no longer having Naruto so close. Taking in Naruto’s scent—their scent—all around him was enough to calm himself down, but he had no idea how he’d cope once he left Naruto’s apartment.
Meanwhile, as Sasuke finally picked up his phone and shoved his worries aside to deal with tomorrow, Naruto was pacing. All of his instincts screamed to return to Sasuke, to not let the omega out of his sight until he’d been properly claimed. To make matters worse, he could hear the occasional shriek and high-pitched babbling that he knew had to belong to Kawaki. If he went closer to the door, if he strained his ears, he’d be able to hear his son’s voice clearly.
So, of course, he stayed as far away as possible, pacing by the front door as he tried to untangle all of the complicated feelings warring inside of him. The fact that he’d had to wipe some of Sasuke’s cum from the door hadn’t helped. It’d only made his inner alpha become even more agitated—he wanted Sasuke’s scent everywhere, permeating every wall and surface of his home.
When a knock to the front door finally came, it was a welcome distraction. Naruto realized he wasn’t wearing any clothes and cursed, quickly pulling on what Sasuke had earlier torn off in that very same spot. He called through the door to have them leave the food on his doormat, then opened up the door once they were gone and closed it as soon as he snatched the bag up. He really ought to air out his apartment after Sasuke left, but that thought was too depressing. For now, he’d do his best to minimize how much of their weekend of debauchery could be smelled from the apartment’s hallway.
After the phone call, they ate, then Naruto convinced Sasuke to watch Shaolin Soccer since he hadn’t had a chance to yet after they’d first discussed it.
“I told you it was funny!” Naruto tilted his head back from where it was resting against Sasuke’s chest, grinning as he watched him continue to laugh. It wasn’t the soft laugh he was becoming familiar with, but one that made both of their bodies shake with the force of it, and the way it lit up Sasuke’s entire face was too stunning for words. Unable to resist, he leant up for a kiss, humming happily at the feel of Sasuke’s fingers pushing into his hair.
“I can’t watch if you keep kissing me,” Sasuke pointed out. He tugged Naruto closer all the same, letting their next kiss linger. Their intermingled scents already filled the room, now magnified by the headiness of arousal. It made both men moan, Naruto twisting on top of Sasuke fully and gripping his spreading thighs, giving them a squeeze as he sucked at his lower lip.
“Then stop being so kissable,” Naruto said, his mouth ghosting over Sasuke’s jaw. “Stop tasting so good, and smelling so good, and—”
“It’s going to take us the entire weekend just to get through one movie.” The teasing remark quickly turned into another moan as one of Naruto’s hands moved higher, thumb dipping into Sasuke’s crease and rubbing over his hole. Naruto wanted to push it inside, feel his cum still there, but he teased the puffy flesh instead, loving how it made Sasuke’s legs coil tight and serpentlike around him.
“Is that a complaint?”
Without answering, Sasuke reached between them, gaze darkening when his fingers wrapped around Naruto’s already hard length. He lowered his chin to catch Naruto’s mouth, curling their tongues together as he worked his hand up and down in a torturously slow, light grip. It was his own form of teasing, Naruto suspected, and he was proven right with Sasuke’s smirk when he finally growled and shoved the omega’s hand aside, lining himself up but not pushing inside until Sasuke gave him an eager nod. Then Sasuke’s eyes fluttered shut, back arching when Naruto lifted his hips to let his cock sink even deeper. “Fuck—yes, fuck me, please—”
“You don’t have to say please.” Naruto swiped his tongue over Sasuke’s scent gland before he began to move, hands falling to either side of Sasuke’s broad shoulders. “I’ll give you whatever you want. Want to give you everything, baby, remember?”
Sasuke nodded again, their cheeks rubbing together, lips never straying too far from the other’s. “You’re so good to me,” he whispered, sounding so wondrous it made Naruto’s chest ache.
“I’ll always be good to you.” Naruto kissed the hinge of Sasuke’s jaw, speaking softly against his ear. “Always."
Sasuke groaned at that, suddenly pressing a hand to Naruto’s chest. “Wait—”
Naruto froze. Before he could ask what was wrong, Sasuke gave him another push, creating enough space between their bodies for him to flip over onto his stomach. He stretched his arms out before him, grabbing two of the wrought iron rails of Naruto’s headboard before glancing over his shoulder with a look that threatened to make Naruto come on the spot.
His eyes trailed down the long line of Sasuke’s back, followed by his hands, enjoying how Sasuke’s muscles flexed and then relaxed beneath his touch. When Sasuke brought himself up onto his knees, however, his gaze was immediately drawn elsewhere.
“Fuck,” he muttered, pushing his cock in once, then watching Sasuke’s well-used hole gape when he pulled back out. “God, baby…” He fucked into him again, grabbing the omega’s hips as he increased his pace. “You want it like this?”
Sasuke nodded, moaning as he rocked himself backwards onto Naruto’s cock.
“Can't wait to watch you take my knot like this,” Naruto panted, so much sweat beading his forehead it dripped onto Sasuke’s back as he moved, pounding into him with enough force to make his toned ass bounce at every thrust. “Love being inside you, knotting you, filling you up…"
"Yesss…" Sasuke's knuckles whitened around the iron bars. "Do it, knot me—"
"You're so wet." Naruto remembered Sasuke telling him to keep talking that night on the phone, remembered how every word had seemed to make the omega fall apart. "Bet it'll slip right in. Bet I could fit in some of my fingers, too, you take me so well.”
Sasuke whined and buried his face into the mattress, deepening the curve of his spine. It was a gorgeous sight—his body curved like a crescent moon, glittering with slick and sweat. But what affected Naruto most was the fact that Sasuke had yielded control, displaying a trust and vulnerability that Naruto knew didn’t come easily. It was dangerous for an unmated omega to show their back to an alpha like this, the position making it harder to intercept an unwanted bite. Given the dislike Sasuke’d apparently had for alphas before they met, this was huge, and Naruto was determined to earn the faith Sasuke had placed in him.
Planting a foot on the bed, Naruto half-knelt, half-stood over Sasuke, the position allowing him to put even more weight behind each thrust. Sasuke’s soft moans turned into loud, animalistic cries of pleasure, his hands reaching back to hold his cheeks apart as Naruto began to grind down deep each time he sank inside. He groaned at the sight of Sasuke’s hole stretching around his growing knot, taking him so easily, like his body already recognized Naruto as his. Even when it formed fully, there was only the slightest resistance, the bulb popping inside with a lewd, wet sound that matched the wrecked noises Sasuke made as he came.
“Fuck,” Naruto gasped, his body shaking from exertion. He felt utterly depleted, barely able to catch himself before collapsing on top of Sasuke completely. He kissed the back of Sasuke’s neck, then pressed his forehead against it, trying to catch his breath.
“Was that…” He swallowed, nerves flaring as the haze began to fade. “Too much?”
“Fuck no,” Sasuke slurred. One of his hands found Naruto’s thigh and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “Want to pass out now, though…”
Naruto let out a relieved chuckle as he carefully moved onto his side, bringing Sasuke with him. He wrapped him in his arms, taking his hand as their legs tangled together. “You wanna sleep like this?”
“Mmm.” Sasuke sounded half-asleep already, his eyes closed, face the picture of bliss. “Feels nice.”
A low sound of contentment rumbled deep in Naruto’s chest. He slid a hand down Sasuke’s abdomen, brushing over his softening cock to the place where they were tied, fingertips gently petting Sasuke’s swollen rim. “Yeah? Gonna keep my cock warm all night, baby?"
Sasuke clenched around him, smirking at Naruto’s audible gasp. Parroting Naruto’s words from earlier, he murmured, “Is that a complaint?”
“Fuck no,” Naruto said emphatically, and they both grinned, soon falling into an effortless slumber.
❛❜
On Sunday, they didn’t leave Naruto’s bed until nearly noon, finally unable to ignore their hunger or their uncomfortably filthy bodies any longer. Sasuke didn’t know who’d woken first—by the time he’d regained awareness, they were already grinding together, Naruto’s half-hard cock steadily lengthening inside of him. They’d stayed like that, moving leisurely with reverent touches and quiet sighs until Sasuke felt a sudden, frantic need for more. He climbed on top of Naruto without warning, taking him deep inside, and unlike the day before, he wasn’t slow. He bounced on Naruto’s cock like it was his entire reason for living, head thrown back as his hips slammed down over and over again. He felt out of his mind with how desperately he needed it, like there was a place inside of him only Naruto could reach, and he couldn’t stop until he was ejaculating all over Naruto’s chest, a spurt of cum flying up and hitting the alpha square over the mouth.
“Holy shit,” Naruto had gasped. “Fuck, Sasuke, fuck.”
And hearing Naruto reduced to such profanity again made Sasuke slide right down and take the alpha into his mouth, finally tasting him for the first time. He pulled off when Naruto came, letting his own face get streaked with cum, and Naruto groaned and licked him clean before they finally stumbled into the shower.
Afterward, they ate like starving men, stuffing their mouths with the frozen protein waffles Naruto kept in his freezer without even heating them up first and giggling at their ridiculousness the entire time. The rest of the day was spent trying (and failing) not to dirty Naruto’s freshly-made bed, gradually making it through Shaolin Soccer, and when their mouths weren't otherwise occupied, talking.
Naruto introduced Sasuke to his frogs, Yuzu and Bee, as well as to his vast array of plants, then showed off all of his artwork throughout the apartment that Sasuke’d been too distracted to notice the day before. There were pictures everywhere, too—Naruto with his friends, Naruto with his godfather, Naruto with Boruto and Himawari, a photo of his parents. Sasuke felt spoiled by the ease with which Naruto shared his life with him.
When Naruto mentioned needing to buy Himawari’s birthday gifts, Sasuke took a deep breath and said, “I’ll go to the party.” He’d already asked Juugo during their dinner on Tuesday if he’d be able to watch Kawaki that day—at first, he was just seeing whether it was even a possibility, but now he was certain he wanted to go. These were people Naruto cared about, and while Sasuke was still apprehensive about meeting them, he knew it would mean a lot to the alpha to show he was willing to do so anyway.
Naruto looked as if he might burst from excitement. He was clearly trying to disguise it, though, which was painfully adorable. “Really?”
Sasuke nodded, fiddling with his phone in his hands. “And—I know it’s not the same, but…” He held the phone out and Naruto took it, looking down at the screen. It was a profile shot of Sasuke from when he was pregnant. In it, he was dressed only in a pair of black boxer briefs, and he was looking down with both hands on his rounded belly. He was smiling.
“Oh.” Naruto’s voice was small, like someone had taken his heart into their fist and squeezed so hard it threatened to pop.
“I was thirty-five weeks there, I think. I always carried small.”
“You look beautiful.” Naruto swallowed. “Happy.”
“I was.” Sasuke shifted closer to Naruto’s side, enveloping him in calming pheromones. “Thanks to you.”
Naruto looked at him, trying to smile, but it wobbled. “I’m—sorry, I’m not—I’m glad—”
“I know.” Sasuke reached for the phone and Naruto’s grip on it instinctively tightened, not yet willing to let go. Sasuke didn’t try to take it away, though, his finger only touching the screen and swiping once.
Naruto sucked in a breath. “That’s him?”
Sasuke nodded. He was silent as Naruto zoomed in, studying the photo of newborn Kawaki’s face. His eyes were open and alert—a dark, steely grey, like a drop of Sasuke’s black had mixed with Naruto’s vibrant blue.
His finger slipped when he tried to zoom back out, accidentally swiping to the next picture. It was another of Kawaki, this time perhaps six months old and asleep in the cradle of Sasuke’s arm. Naruto practically squealed. “Oh my god, he’s so cute! And so much hair—he looks just like you!”
Sasuke chuckled softly, letting his chin drop to Naruto’s shoulder. “You haven’t seen his smile yet.”
Naruto tilted his head against Sasuke’s. “There are more?”
“Yes.” Sasuke wrapped an arm around him, squeezing gently, only for Naruto to turn and pull him in for a proper hug. He thought he’d feel more anxious about this, but seeing Naruto’s reaction and feeling him in his arms erased any lingering hesitation he felt. “I made a folder,” he said as they separated. “I’ll text the link to you.”
“Thank you.” Naruto’s smile was easy, now, and Sasuke was powerless against the way it made him feel like he’d do anything to keep it there. But already, it was beginning to dim. “You have to go soon, right?”
Fuck.
Sasuke looked at his phone as Naruto handed it back to him. It was almost five. How had the weekend passed so quickly?
His dread must’ve been apparent on his face because Naruto worriedly cupped his cheek and asked, “Will you be okay?”
Sasuke gave a hollow laugh. Of course he wanted to see Kawaki, but it felt so wrong to leave. In two days, Naruto had learned his body more intimately than any other lover he’d ever had. In two weeks, Naruto had carved out a place for himself in Sasuke’s heart like it was no more than another piece of clay, molding him into something better, something new. “Will you?”
“I’ll miss you,” Naruto said. “But at least I’ll have your scent around for a while.” He chewed on his lip, a blush coloring his cheeks. “You could take one of my shirts or something, if you want.”
Sasuke felt his own face heat. Why was this making them blush like schoolgirls after everything they’d done together?
“Yeah,” he agreed. “I’d like that.”
So Naruto sealed a few of his shirts into a zippered plastic bag, then helped Sasuke pack up while they discussed their plans to meet at Ino and Hinata’s the following weekend.
Maybe by Himawari's birthday next year, he, Kawaki, and Naruto would all attend together. As a family.
It was a thought that once seemed impossible, yet it left Sasuke with a smile that he carried all the way home.