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Naruto had found a small apartment at the edge of the village for Sasuke to live in when he came back to the village between missions. No one else knew about it, not even the old man that had sold it to Naruto. Sasuke had told him, finally, that he loved him. They’d met up a few times since then, to—well. Let the feelings they’d hidden for so long, out.
Which meant a lot of sex. A lot. Naruto wasn’t sure how Sasuke was still able to mostly walk without a limp at the end of their days together. Regardless, he liked it. It had been… freeing, to be with Sasuke. In a way he’d never felt before.
Still, Sasuke wanted him to keep their relationship a secret from everyone else in the village. Well—aside from Shikamaru who had heard them that first time. But he thought gossiping was a drag, so Naruto trusted him. Honestly, Naruto didn’t want to keep Sasuke a secret. He wanted to shout from the treetops that the two of them had finally gotten their shit together and confessed their true feelings.
But Sasuke had thought that Naruto had too many loose ends to deal with before completely promising him his future. Most of those loose ends had to do with his decision to get married to the woman that had confessed her love for him first. It had just been—Naruto knew how painful it was to love someone who didn’t love you back. He hadn’t been able to turn her away, didn’t want anyone else to feel that way. After that… it was easy to fall into a rhythm with her. Just sleeping in the same bed, waking up next to her…
She was too shy to ask him to have sex with her. Even though they’d been married a few years now, Naruto hadn’t yet consummated their relationship. He hadn’t felt… that way, and didn’t want to chance her getting pregnant or anything. Just in case Sasuke came back. Which he had.
Not to say that Naruto had never had sex. He’d not cheated on Hinata, not before Sasuke, but there had been times as a teenager where he’d hooked up with girls from other villages, just to let off steam. But none of them had been serious. And none of them held a candle to Sasuke. Sasuke who was… perfect.
His perfect match. His soul’s other half.
Which was why Naruto had told Hinata that, despite the fact that he respected her, and appreciated and loved her as a friend, their marriage was over. She’d looked… resigned. As though she had expected it, ever since Naruto had stopped sleeping next to her. Though she’d understood that they both had appearances to keep up, they would look on the outside as though they were still a couple, but they would live apart. Not even their closest friends (sans Shikamaru) would have to know. Not until they were ready to tell.
It was almost Christmas, and Naruto had never truly understood the importance of it. He hadn’t had a family to show him the true meaning of the season. He knew that Sasuke must have had good Christmases at some point, but that they must have been bleak since the massacre. Especially now that they all knew the true reason behind it.
Naruto wanted to make a Christmas that the two of them would not soon forget. He’d shopped all over the village for the perfect gift for Sasuke. It hadn’t been easy to find anything that really jumped out at him, but he’d found something that he could work with. And the shopkeeper had been tickled pink to sell to the hokage. Not that Naruto liked to take advantage of the villagers who had helped to rebuild their homes and had been happy to accept him (finally!) as hokage.
He had gone back to the hokage tower, excited about the prospect of seeing Sasuke again so soon, and had sent off a letter with their usual carrier bird, to find Sasuke and bring him home for the season. They were not going to spend yet another holiday apart. Naruto was positive of that fact.
Wrapping the small gift, Naruto hid it in his drawer, deciding that he would take it to their apartment the day before Sasuke would arrive. Or when he was supposed to arrive. Naruto knew he couldn’t count on the asshole to be a hundred percent punctual. But it didn’t bother Naruto who was accustomed to Kakashi-sensei’s tardiness every day of their training together. Even now.
Five days later, Naruto had completely set up their little apartment with ribbons, garland, lights. All on the inside so as not to garner curiosity from the villagers, he was sitting on the bed with the small gift in his hands. He was starting to wonder if Sasuke would make it in time. It was already Christmas eve, so he wasn’t sure. He’d expected him the day before, and now he was getting worried, a knot in his stomach.
He never knew where or what Sasuke was doing, or with whom. Though he’d never doubted Sasuke’s new found commitment to him, Naruto knew that his friend didn’t owe him anything.
He just… hadn’t thought, honestly, that Sasuke would stand him up.
Naruto flopped back onto the bed, placing the small gift beside him, and closed his eyes. It was late, already about ten o’clock, and he was tired. Shikamaru was watching over the hokage tower, along with a few of Naruto’s clones. It was the least Naruto could do.
Eyes sliding closed, Naruto decided to just take a short nap. In the morning, he’d go back to work, and pretend like he hadn’t somehow missed his chance to have a happy, awesome Christmas for the first time.
Sleep took him, fitfully, and he wasn’t sure what time it was when he blinked to awareness, but everything was only lit by the soft glowing of the Christmas lights. When he sat up, he realized that he was not alone. There was a body curled next to him. At first instinct, he thought he ought to kick that person’s ass. But as he woke up, he realized that only one person had known that he was there. “…Sasuke,” he breathed, looking down at his friend.
Sasuke blinked open his eyes and yawned widely, looking a whole lot younger, and more innocent, than Naruto knew him to be. This was his Sasuke, the Sasuke he’d loved for so long.
His chest felt tight. Like he was holding his breath and it was aching to be expelled. Except that didn’t make sense. Was it really possible to love someone that much? Obviously, it was. Naruto knew that now. How had he gone literally years without seeing Sasuke, when it was this intense to see him?
“Oi, asshole!” he said loudly. “Wake up, you bastard. Why didn’t you wake me up when you got here? I was waiting for you!”
Sasuke rubbed at his uncovered eye, and shook his head at Naruto. “Do you really need to be this loud right after my nap, moron?” Sasuke asked peevishly.
Naruto made a face, and hit Sasuke in the head with his drooled-on pillow. Sasuke let out a surprised sound but after the pillow hit the bed he was moving, with a quickness Naruto had long since become accustomed to where it concerned his friend, and climbing into Naruto’s lap, his one good arm resting on Naruto’s shoulder, fingers sliding through the little hairs at the base of his neck. “You’re so noisy and annoying,” Sasuke murmured, leaning forward to brush their lips together in a soft way, a way that never, ever ceased to make Naruto’s brain short-circuit.
Shifting restlessly under Sasuke’s weight, Naruto broke the kiss to draw in a breath. “I thought you were going to stand me up,” he admitted quietly, hands teasing just under the hem of Sasuke’s shirt.
Sasuke shivered slightly at the ghost of a touch, and rocked forward, pleased to find that Naruto’s body was, as usual, just as happy to see him as Naruto seemed to be. Sometimes, he knew, Naruto wore a brave face for the outside world. But never for Sasuke. In front of Sasuke, Naruto was always his raw, unfiltered, self. It made Sasuke feel as though being vulnerable in front of Naruto was all right. They were that way with each other, neither one more than the other. “Why would I stand you up?” he murmured, pleased with the way Naruto’s breath hitched as he rocked down over his cock through his boxers.
“Because—because it’s Christmas and I thought you might not want to celebrate with me,” Naruto admitted, glancing away.
Sasuke pressed his nose into the crook of Naruto’s neck, inhaling the scent of him. The scent that always made his body go weak. “I wouldn’t want to spend it with anyone but you,” Sasuke retorted, feeling safe with his face hidden so that Naruto couldn’t see the heaviness of that truth.
Naruto shivered, and his hand slid further up Sasuke’s pale chest, blunt nails scraping first the sensitive skin of his abdomen, and then up, up, to his nipples, making Sasuke gasp and rocked down on Naruto’s hardening cock.
Naruto felt powerful when he could draw such delicious sounds from Sasuke, tearing them from his throat like he used to beg for scraps of attention from Sasuke. Attention Sasuke now lavished on him. Sasuke, in turn, felt powerful when Naruto’s body responded so easily to even his slightest touch. It was obvious that Naruto wanted him. More obviously even than anyone else he’d ever been with.
“S-Sasuke…” Naruto breathed as he used one hand to come around Sasuke’s middle, pulling him down harder on his cock as he arched up to be sure Sasuke could feel exactly what he had in mind. “I was gonna… gonna give you a gift. Before we… yanno,” he murmured against Sasuke’s hair.
Sasuke was mouthing small bruises along Naruto’s jaw and throat. “Mm… after,” he mumbled. “First—first want your cock. Preferably inside, unless you had another plan.”
Naruto groaned at that, shaking his head fervently. “N-nah,” he breathed as his hands slid back to Sasuke’s front, fumbling with the ties on his pants. “I wanna fuck you so bad,” he admitted. “Was dreamin’ about it. Always.”
Sasuke shivered, pulling his head up from Naruto’s neck and admiring the marks. He knew that no one would know that they were from Sasuke, but Sasuke would know. And that was enough. “You can’t say shit like that to me,” Sasuke pointed out, lifting himself up a little so that Naruto could pull his pants and boxers down over his ass, exposing him to the cool, night air. “Not unless you plan to come on missions with me and fuck me every night.”
Drawing in a sharp breath, Naruto wrapped his bandaged hand around Sasuke’s cock and stroked him slowly. “I would, yanno. If you’d let me.”
Sasuke rolled his eyes, hips arching into Naruto’s touch, the slight scratchiness of the bandages always catching him a little off guard. “You can’t leave the village, moron,” he reminded Naruto. He wanted it, though. Could imagine them hiding in caves, or even trees, or at the worst, in tents with scratchy, lumpy, bedrolls under them. Naruto fucking him every night, filling him, marking him. Loving him. He swallowed hard. But that was not their life.
Naruto was hokage now. He belonged to more than just Sasuke. Sasuke didn’t want to think about that reality too much.
“I would do anything for you,” Naruto vowed as his slick (where had he gotten lube? Sasuke wondered to himself) index finger on his good hand was pressing against Sasuke’s rim.
Eyes sliding closed for a second, Sasuke pressed down onto that finger until his body relented and Naruto’s finger pressed inside. The slight, ever present, burn was there, but it was so fucking good, because Sasuke loved it. Knowing it was Naruto fingering him open. Knowing that Naruto always wanted to do this with him. Wanted him this way so much, that Sasuke could feel a slight wet spot through his boxers as he pressed up.
“I know,” Sasuke breathed hotly. “I know you would. Maybe—another finger,” he gasped as Naruto pushed a second one in. “Maybe one day.”
Naruto nodded, swallowing hard. “You’re so fuckin’ tight. Hot. How is it always this good?” he asked wondrously. Sasuke was perfect. And he was Naruto’s.
“I guess I’m just—special,” Sasuke said wryly. “You love my ass. But you don’t need to treat me like I’m glass. I like it a little bit painful. Reminds me that I’m alive.” That you’re real, he didn’t say.
Naruto let out a soft chuckle as he slowly stretched his fingers inside of Sasuke. “Your ass is magical, yeah,” he teased shakily. “But I don’t want to hurt you ever again.”
Sasuke closed his eyes as Naruto’s fingers stretched him open. They were big fingers, and the burn was so fucking good. But he didn’t want Naruto to see—he was already hurt as much as he ever could be. Hurt, and put back together, by the same person. Naruto. He loved him so much that it was like a constant hum of electricity under his skin.
The best thing was that he knew that Naruto understood. Felt that same buzzing under his own skin. They were born to be together. Born to fuck this way, to be connected, loving each other. Born for each other.
There was nothing but Naruto. Not to Sasuke. No one, nothing, else.
“Look at me,” Naruto said as he stroked Sasuke slowly, curling his fingers. Sasuke drew in a sharp breath as Naruto’s fingers, knowing his body already, pressed against that spot inside of him that made his cock drool a little precome from the tip, leaving a damp spot on Naruto’s bandages.
Sasuke opened his eyes and shuddered at the intensity shining in those blue eyes. “I’d give up the whole world for you,” Naruto whispered, brushing their lips together softly.
Sasuke was breathless, felt like he’d been punched in the stomach. The thing was, Sasuke knew it was true. Naruto had once followed him to the edge of the world. Not once. Twice. Had risked everything, every feeling and dream he’d had, to save Sasuke. To make Sasuke understand the depths of his feelings.
It was true that once, in his youth, it had been too much for Sasuke to understand, feel, accept. But now, as he stared down into that look on Naruto’s face, he knew he would never be too weak to understand or accept anything Naruto would offer him.
This was love. In its purest form.
“I know,” Sasuke replied honestly. “But I would never ask you to.”
Naruto smiled a soft, honest, sort of smile that seemed reserved for Sasuke, and these moments, and pulled his fingers out with a loud, lewd sound. It made a pink flush fill Naruto’s cheeks and Sasuke just shook his head, amused. Naruto was still… somehow, after all this time, and despite his age, innocent.
“Where did you buy lube?” Sasuke asked, his curiosity getting the better of him.
Naruto cleared his throat awkwardly. “I went out of town,” he admitted. “I don’t think… it would be discreet to buy at the market.
Sasuke chuckled. “No. It wouldn’t. It smells like…”
Licking his lips, Naruto glanced away. “Strawberries,” he mumbled, embarrassed. “The first time we did it, like this, in my office—I smelled the strawberries from the dessert. It reminded me of you—and when I’m alone, in this apartment, it turns me on.”
Sasuke stared at Naruto a moment before shaking his head. “You—you’re so ridiculous,” he huffed. “And unfairly hot for the things coming out of your mouth. Now I’m going to be thinking about you here, in our—” he stumbled over the word, cheeks flushing a little despite himself. Fucking Naruto. “Apartment, jerking off to the smell of strawberries, like a freak.”
Naruto wiggled his eyebrows and shrugged. “I bought two bottles,” he said simply. “You can have one too.”
Sasuke groaned. “Oh, my god,” he muttered. “You’re incorrigible.”
Naruto laughed and spread the lubricant generously over his cock, trying to ignore the way it twitched as the smell filled his senses. If it freaked Sasuke out, whatever. Naruto wasn’t going to stop. He was his own boss, after all.
“How do you want…?” Naruto asked, voice trailing off a bit awkwardly. They’d only ever done it the regular way. Sasuke on his back, and Naruto above him.
Sasuke looked thoughtful (or at least pretended to) as he tapped his chin with his finger. “How about just like this?” he drawled. “Think of how deep I can get you… like this.”
Naruto closed his eyes and groaned as he lifted Sasuke a little, easily, and gripped his cock. “Y-yeah… yeah. That’s hot. Really hot. I want to be as deep as possible.”
Sasuke glanced down and groaned despite himself. “How is your cock so fucking—” he shook his head as he pressed down against the tip of Naruto’s cock, his rim catching, stretching wide, to take Naruto in. He would have to do it slowly, Naruto was… well. big. Sasuke fucking loved it. But it always took a little getting used to, when they’d been apart for a while. “How do you fuck girls with a dick this big?” he ground out.
Naruto was panting as his hands squeezed Sasuke’s hips. “I don’t,” he admitted. “You’re the only one I’ve—for a long time—and before, no girl liked to—yanno.”
Sasuke groaned against he pressed a little harder down, taking each inch of Naruto into himself with a gasp. “F-Fuck, Naruto…” he panted.
Naruto’s head was tilted back a little as he used both hands to clutch Sasuke’s hips tight enough to bruise him. Sasuke wanted those bruises. Wanted to push down on them for days after this, and feel Naruto touching him. The way he knew he’d ache with the burn of Naruto’s cock even after leaving the village. He always did.
“Sasuke… asshole, you’re gonna hurt yourself if you don’t take it slow,” Naruto tried to reprimand Sasuke. Sasuke who decided to ignore him, and pressed until he could feel Naruto’s balls pressed against his ass. It was so… much. Naruto was so big, and Sasuke had never taken him this deep before. It was—it was fucking amazing. It burned, it stung, it somehow filled him to the brim, and every inch of Naruto’s cock brought that electric feeling to the edges of his consciousness. “It’s good—” Sasuke panted into room.
Naruto took in the sight of him, bathed only in the lights from the multi coloured lights Naruto had hung up. He looked… so fucking good. Naruto wanted him, like this, always. Could he ever be that lucky. “It’s good for me too,” Naruto breathed, unable to help himself from rocking up a little.
The movement brought Naruto’s long, thick, cock against that spot inside of him, and Sasuke cried out loudly in surprise. “N- Naruto… don’t—”
But Naruto wasn’t listening, he held Sasuke tight and lifted him, with an ease that should have embarrassed Sasuke but didn’t, just a little upwards on his cock, before he thrust up and deep into him. Sasuke’s body bent forward of its own accord and he drew in a ragged breath. It was so good. How did Naruto know exactly what to do to make him feel so, so good?
Naruto could hardly think, could hardly even function from how good and hot, hot, tight, Sasuke felt around his cock. He knew that he had to work quickly, because even though he had endless strength and chakra, his stamina? Not that great. “Does it feel good?” he asked, words shaking as they left him.
Sasuke was lifting himself at the same time as Naruto was lifting him, and so he was getting an even deeper penetration on every downward thrust. “Y-yes,” Sasuke admitted, a little louder than he wanted to. They had neighbours. Neighbours that could hear even the quiet noises they made.
Sasuke didn’t give a fuck.
“M-More…!” he begged. “Please, Naruto, more…!”
Naruto was letting out sharp grunts every time his cock was engulfed in that heat, and he nodded, yanking Sasuke a little more roughly down on his cock with every thrust. Sasuke cried out loudly at the sensation of Naruto filling him, and Naruto was completely lost.
Around the edges of his consciousness, he felt a fiery tinge of his chakra burning around them, his face hot and tight, every bit of his skin feeling like… too much.
“Sasuke…!” He gasped as he reached between them and wrapped his unbandaged hand around Sasuke’s cock, stroking him a little awkwardly, and certainly without a good rhythm, as he fucked into Sasuke. “I’m gonna—gonna come inside of you…”
Sasuke nodded, his eyes squeezed shut as he felt Naruto’s chakra pouring into him, burning him, so good—such an intense feeling as he was being fucked. Naruto always seemed to lose control of his power when he was close. It was Sasuke’s easiest way to tell when Naruto was close.
“Yes—yeah, fill me up with it,” Sasuke pleaded. “I want to feel you come, want to feel it for—long after I’m gone…”
Naruto slid his thumb over Sasuke’s slippery tip, and stroked him faster as he thrust up with enough power to make Sasuke see stars, and then—then that was it for Naruto who yanked him down, hard enough that Sasuke’s teeth chattered, and cried out Sasuke’s name as he came, spilling hot and messy into Sasuke.
Sasuke shuddered at the sensation and, even as Naruto’s hand continued to stroke him (slower now), but his other fell from his hip, Sasuke continued to rock up and down the now extremely wet cock that wasn’t softening as fast as other’s had, fucking himself on it desperately.
Naruto blinked, awareness creeping back up into his brain, and he went back to stroking Sasuke, ignoring the almost too sensitive feeling of his cock sliding in and out of Sasuke. He could feel the come he’d pumped into Sasuke, oozing out between them, dripping onto the bed under them. He knew Sasuke was close, could see it as the red of Sasuke’s Sharingan spun in his visible eye. Sasuke, like Naruto, always seemed to lose control like this when they were together.
“Come for me, Sasuke—it’s okay. It’s okay…” Naruto promised him.
Sasuke arched up as Naruto’s nail just barely caught in the slit at the tip of his cock and that was it. He was coming, tightening and spasming around Naruto’s cock, his body trying to hold in as much of Naruto’s come as it could as he spilled between them, making an awful mess.
“F-fuck…! Naruto…!” Sasuke cried as wave after wave of pleasure rocked him.
Naruto stroked Sasuke as they both came down from their orgasms. It was always like this with Sasuke, unmatched pleasure, and emotion neither of them could explain.
When Sasuke stopped trembling in Naruto’s lap, he lifted himself up and off of Naruto’s finally softening cock, falling tiredly onto the clean part of the bed behind him. “Holy shit,” Naruto breathed as he used the edge of the comforter to wipe the come off of his belly.
Sasuke nodded, eyes fluttering closed. When he opened them again, Naruto could see that Sasuke was back to normal, his eye dark. “Yeah,” he agreed.
Naruto pushed himself away from the wet spot, and reached into the bedside table. “D’you think it’ll always be that good?”
Sasuke hummed, eyes still closed, looking content. “Yeah, I think it will. Maybe one day you’ll completely lose control of your kyuubi chakra and share it with me,” he mused.
Naruto flushed darkly. “Yeah, well, maybe one day you’ll use your rinnegan and transport us to another dimension,” he said petulantly.
Sasuke laughed at that. “All right, point taken. What are you doing? Why don’t you lie down so we can finally sleep?”
Naruto huffed. “You forgot to open your present. You said ‘after’.”
Sasuke sighed. “I hate Christmas. I didn’t even bring you anything.”
Naruto shook his head and poked Sasuke with a lubed finger. Sasuke scowled and opened his eyes. “Don’t touch my face with your sticky hand!” he said firmly.
Naruto laughed and handed Sasuke the small gift. “I only got—this, tiny thing for you. It’s just. It wasn’t expensive or nothing. I just wanted you to have it.”
Sasuke eyed the messily wrapped gift and took it almost cautiously. “You really didn’t have to get me anything,” he said again, this time more softly.
“I thought—it’s probably been a long time since you got a Christmas present,” Naruto said, scratching his chin and feeling suddenly… shy?
Sasuke glanced up. “Yes. It has been.” He almost didn’t want to open it. Wanted to treasure he box itself. But that would be too cheesy, and no doubt Naruto would make fun of him for it.
Sighing in resignation, Sasuke unwrapped the box. When he opened it, he noticed that it was another box. He opened that one, and something fell onto the bed beside him.
“Whoops, guess I’m not a master wrapper,” Naruto said sheepishly.
Sasuke stared down at it in shock. It was a necklace. With three stones. Two round ones surrounding an almost rectangular one. A match to the one Naruto had worn since he’d been thirteen and had first claimed he’d be hokage. Only the stones were red, like his Sharingan, he realized, instead of green. He picked it up and stared at it.
Naruto was shifting restlessly on the bed. “Is it too stupid?” he asked, trying not to seem too vulnerable.
Sasuke shook his head silently, and fastened the necklace around his neck. He swallowed past a painful lump in his throat and looked up at Naruto. “… Thank-you. I love it.”
Naruto’s expression relaxed and he gave Sasuke a shy smile, before reaching up to touch the cold stones resting against Sasuke’s warm skin. Sasuke leaned in and kissed him softly on the mouth.
When they pulled away from each other, neither one of them could make eye contact. Eventually, Sasuke cleared his throat and Naruto blinked several times. Silence for another second, then, Sasuke said: “I’ll stay until New Year’s Day.”
Naruto blinked again, this time in surprise. Sasuke never stayed longer than a day or two at a time. “…Really?” Naruto asked, excitement thrumming through him.
“Yes,” Sasuke agreed. “We can fuck every day. And I’ll even let you get me drunk on New Year’s Eve. But we can’t leave the apartment.”
Naruto’s cheeks were warm. “Why would I want to leave when everything I need is here?” he said honestly.
Sasuke’s cheeks went pink as well. “You moron,” he muttered, closing his eyes. “Now let me sleep a little.”
Naruto nodded and laid back against the pillow, glancing around at the Christmas décor he’d so painstakingly put up. It was worth it. It was his best Christmas yet. “Merry Christmas, asshole,” he whispered into the darkness.