Soggy Ramen

"Please?" He whispered, his tone a broken whimper. I stared at him for a moment before sighing. "I can't seem to keep away

from you, can I?" He looked up, his eyes surprised, as I grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the rain, into the warmth of my

arms and home. I kissed his lips fiercely, ignoring his reaction as I slammed my door and shoved him against a wall, my hands

twining through his hair. He was shocked for only a moment before he thawed and a blush crossed his normally pale cheeks. He

closed his eyes and kissed me back, his lips moving lovingly with mine. I pulled back to stare into his dark onyx eyes, breathing

uneven, hair ruffled, lips slightly red...he was so cute. "N-naruto..." He breathed dizzily. I let go of him then, letting out a deep

breath. "You want something to eat? I don't have much, mostly ramen, but you look like you could use some food." I told him as I

walked into the kitchen. I paused and looked back at him. "And you could probably use some dry clothes as well." I teased,

pointing to my room. He nodded, rubbing tenderly at the back of his neck and shuffling off to the one lone room in my tiny

apartment. I sighed, wondering how this had all happened as I thought back not two months ago, when Sasuke stood before me

on very different circumstances...

"Sasuke!" I yelled, waving my hand in his face. He blinked, coming out of whatever reverie he was lost in, and stared at me,

dumbfounded. "The question?" I prompted, pointing to the board impatiently. He shook his head, blushing in embarrassment.

"O-oh...it's the Uru Renge." He answered after quickly studying the question on the board. I nodded with a smirk. "And why is

this particular Jutsu so forbidden, Sasuke?" I asked, a taunting edge to my voice. "Because it puts enormous strain on the body's

muscles, known as a suicidal technique, though it is also very letal to any opponent. It's so powerful that the Hokages were

afraid of how that power would be used, and therefore, banned it from ever being practiced unless by special permission by a

sensei." He answered snidely. I frowned at him as all the other students sitting in my class "ooo-ed" in awe. "Very good," I

coughed with a small blush, moving on. "Shikamaru!" I yelled, irritated again, glaring at the (of course) sleeping ghen...

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Sasuke's voice scared me out my reminicing, making me jump. "Yeesh!" I yelped as I

splattered a bit of boiling water on my arm. "Owowowowow..." I whined, shaking my hand furiously. "Don't scare me like that

teme!" I complained, before stopping completely and staring at him in utter horror. "Er...I-I mean, Sasuke..." I stuttered

nervously. He burst out in laughter then, and I couldn't help but laugh along with him. "Well then Im sorry, dobe." He said

sarcastically, though I couldn't stop the shiver that ran down my spine. I eyed him with a raised eyeborw, a teasing smile

plastered to my face. "They were all I could find." He admitted in embarrassment. I chuckled as I poured the boiling water into

our bowls and sprinkled in the flavoring, covering them with paper towels to trap the heat. "So..." I started, raising an eyebrow

as I took him in. Pale face, wet, raven-colored hair, old baggy orange shorts and black t-shirt...He looked down at his feet,

growing silent. The silence stretched, until it became awkward, and I finally had to sigh. "If you don't want to talk about it, I

understand." I told him sincerely. He looked up again, this time his expression one of pain, and then back down.

"It became too unbearable." He murmured quietly. "I knew that if I stayed, I wouldn't be able to stop myself. I was scared...of

being rejected. But something that was even scarier, terrifying even, was the possibility that you would never want to see me

again. That you would push me away, force me out of your classes, shut me out...and that was an unbearable thought." He

confessed brokenly. "You were-are my whole world, and if I lost you, I wouldn't know what I would do and I wouldn't

be able to-" I grabbed him by the chin and forced his words to a stop with my mouth pressed firmly against his. When I finally

broke away, we were both gasping for air. "Don't you ever," I panted, "leave me again." I growled, gripping fistfuls of his hair as

I pressed my lips to his again, shoving my tongue between his teeth and tasting him as if my life depended on it. He wrapped his

arms tightly around my waist, pulling me to him, our bodies pressing together heatedly.

I picked him up-he was so damn small-and carried him to my room, still kissing him, our tongues battling, and layed him on

my bed, crawling atop his sexy frame. "You have no idea how long I've wanted this," I murmured against his warm skin when I

released him, kissing my way along his jaw line, down his neck, across his collar bone...
"A-ahh!" He moaned as I teasingly brushed my hand over his hardened nipples while I bit into the skin of his neck and then

licked the little mark, sucking it forcefully as I repeated the process...bite, lick, suck; bite, lick, suck...
His breathing was near ragged now, my index fingers tracing circles around his sensitive nubs. "Naruto..." He breathed,

thrusting his hips into my thigh. I neatly avoided him, chuckling when he growled. "Ah, ah, ah, Sasuke," I chided him gently in a

low whisper, my lips right at his ear, "I'm not done yet." With that, I moved my hand down his chest, past his stomach, over his

hips, and just barely past his growing need. I took his lobe between my teeth and bit down roughly before

sucking on it while my hand moved in slow, measured circles on his swolen, needy tip. "Ahhh...N-Naruto..." Sasuke was half-

whining half moaning as I always purposefully avoided what he wanted most.

"What is it, Sasuke-Kun? What is it you want most?" I whispered in his ear, pressing my own need against his thigh as

my hand continued to tease him torturingly, just barely skimming my fingers down along his length and back up again. "Ahh!"

He almost yelled as he gripped my sheets in his hands. "I want you to fuck me." He growled, his eyes peircing mine

with a furosity so intense, it froze me for a fraction of a second. I smirked and moved my hand up his chest, tapping my index

finger on his chin plafully. "Okay." I said simply, suddenly stripping him of my clothes to expose his pride and glory. I appraised

him admirably, smiling to myself. "He's nearly as big as me." I thought, impressed, before quickly stripping

myself of my own clothing. His eyes bugged at my own package and I smirked at his expression before gipping his hips and

rolling us so that he was now on top. "Wh-what-" He started to say in confusion before he felt my tip pressing at his tight lil'

back entrance. "Oh." He said, realization crossing his face, mixed with a strange combination of pleasure and slight fear.

"It's okay, love. If you're not ready, I'll understand." I assured him, stroking his cheek. He took a deep breath and shook his head.

"No. I've waited so long for you. And I'm ready. This is my first time, and I want it to be with you. Only you." He told me, to my

great embarrassment, and I blushed a deep red. He positioned his hole right at my tip, and with grit teeth, dropped himself

around me with a mangled and muffled gasp of pain. He was biting his bottom lip so hard it actually began to bleed, and I

pulled his lips to mine so I could lick clean the escaping crimson liquid. He loosened his jaw and I gingerly took his bottom lip

between mine, licking delicately at the now-sensitive skin. He sighed when I pulled away, and his expression had gone back to

serene...expectant. "You okay?" I asked worriedly. He smirked down at me and suddenly moved; he pulled up and stopped right

at my tip before slamming back down, making me throw my head back and moan. He smiled and bent over as he thrust his

hips; up, down, up down; the warmth enveloping my cock as the friction of movement started a fire of its own, mixing and

blending within me like a slow spreading of hot cocoa down my stomach...

His mouth wrapped around one of my nipples and sucked forcefully, lathering it in saliva before biting down roughly as his

thrusts began to gain speed. "S-Sasuke!" I moaned, gripping his hips and meeting his movements in the middle with thrusts of

my own, reveling in the feel of his teeth raking over my sensitive nub, his tongue circling and flicking the nipple mercilessly,

our thrusts constantly increasing, the warmth spreading faster-still as I finally rolled us again, leaning back on my knees and

gripping under his calves as I brutally pounded into his tight hole, my hand gripping his length and pumping him roughly,

faster, keeping in tempo with my thrusts as he moaned louder and louder, my climax building, my thrusts nocking him back

against the headboard, the bed rocking and shivering beneath us, my poor wall being beaten and battered...

"Naruto!!!" Sasuke yelled aloud as he came into my hand, and I gave one last, brutal, pounding thrust as I came shortly

after him; "S-Sasuke!!!" I moaned loudly, before pulling out of him and collapsing upon the bed by his side, where we lay in

panting, sweaty heaps.

When our breathing had finally slowed and my mind had finally emerged from the sea of raging heat and blurry pleasure, I

sighed.

"What's wrong?" Sasuke wondered a little breathlessly.

I shook my head, answering sourly,

"I hate soggy Ramen."

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