Title: Put him on his knees, give him something to believe in
Author: Timothy Wren
Series: Kinktober 2020
Fandom: Naruto
Relationship: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto/Haruno Sakura
Word Count: 3,857
Author’s Note: Just transferring this over from ao3, don’t mind me. Notable warnings: gender play, kink negotiation, a bit of sub/dom vibes. A general warning that I did let my freak flag fly for Kinktober. Lyrics from Love on Top.
Summary: “He’s been through a lot, Sakura.” Naruto chided, petting Sasuke’s face. “He deserves to get railed.”
Sasuke bit half-heartedly at his fingers.
“He’s a brat and he deserves to get wrecked.” She countered. Her knuckles brushed against the underside of his dick and he twitched hard.
“I’m leaving you both and moving to Haru.” Sasuke threatened under his breath. Sakura slapped his ass playfully and his mouth dropped open around a moan.
Sasuke was bent over the counter, completely naked. Sakura rolled his balls around in her hand from behind. The soft, wrinkled skin sat heavy in her palm.
“I want to fuck you while you’re wet, Sasuke.” She decided, cupping and rolling her handful. He tensed and rocked into her slightly, cock thick and full pressed against the counter.
“He’s been through a lot, Sakura.” Naruto chided, petting Sasuke’s face. “He deserves to get railed.”
Sasuke bit half-heartedly at his fingers.
“He’s a brat and he deserves to get wrecked.” She countered, rubbing her thumb hard along the seam behind. Her knuckles brushed against the underside of his dick and he twitched hard.
“I’m leaving you both and moving to Haru.” Sasuke threatened under his breath. Sakura slapped his ass playfully and his mouth dropped open around a moan.
“You really want us to chase you across the continent again?” She laughed, squeezing his sac. His breath trembled in his chest and she slowly increased the pressure until his thighs trembled, too. Then she let go and relished in his hiss as blood pumped back into the tissue, all pins and needles in an awfully sensitive place.
“A guy likes feeling he’s wanted, you know.” Sasuke huffed, laughter lacing his tone, and Naruto snorted despite himself.
“But you’re so wanted.” He countered, pointedly. “Look at you, pinned between us. The center of attention.”
He rubbed his thumb over Sasuke’s cheekbone as Sakura parted his cheeks pointedly and blew air over his hole.
“Oh fuck.” Sasuke sucked in air.
“She’s not going to fuck you like this, I don’t think.” Naruto rasped, amused. Sasuke reached up to rub impatiently at the front of Naruto’s pants; both of them were fully dressed while he was stark naked.
Naruto allowed it. Sasuke shook as Sakura’s fingers dug into his cheeks, pulling him apart for better access, kneading a little. His asshole twitched with every motion.
“I think I’m going to eat you out.” Sakura said, conversationally, and Naruto cursed under his breath, cock filling out under Sasuke’s hand. “Until you’re shaking with it and begging me to fill you up. Until you give me something prettier to fuck.”
“Sakura.” Sasuke hissed, and she slapped him again, playfully. He could feel her words against his ass, all over. She was so close to him. The first touch of her mouth to his perineum shouldn’t have come as a surprise but it did and he jerked forward, sound escaping him in a quick rush.
She paid him no mind.
Naruto unfastened his cloak, slowly, until it fluttered gently to their carpet. Sasuke’s fingers rose to the revealed hem of his trousers and started working them loose, already able to feel the thick outline of Naruto’s cocks through all the layers.
“So impatient.” Naruto laughed. “Fuck, I love you so much. I want to watch you drool around my cock.”
Sakura’s tongue pressed and prodded slick against him and the combination had him groaning helplessly. It took far more effort than it should have to work Naruto’s pants open and pull his cock out of his boxers.
It was flushed pink all along the shaft, almost the same color as the head, and Sakura’s hair, and he stretched out as best he could to get his mouth on it. He could feel the warmth even inches away, smell it, even. Naruto always smelled so fucking good.
Sakura fucked the tip of her tongue against his hole and Sasuke swallowed hard, legs shifting impotently. He couldn’t thrust against the counter; he couldn’t do anything but clench helpless around the sleek muscle teasing him.
Naruto reached down and flicked Sasuke’s nipples, lifted off the counter with how he propped himself up on his free arm to put his mouth at an even keel with Naruto’s cock. His other hand curled around it protectively, eagerly.
“Don’t you miss your pretty tits, Sasuke?” Naruto cajoled, drawing his other hand also to Sasuke’s chest. His hands were soft, fingers uncalloused; he had a moment to wish for Sakura’s rough touch, the evidence of years of struggle and training evident on her skin.
Naruto healed before any kind of scar tissue could form. It didn’t lessen the pleasure of his fingers rolling around Sasuke’s nipples. He pressed his chest into the touch without thinking, as best he was able, and Naruto rubbed and massaged the area like he had nothing better to do.
He groaned loudly and leaned forward that last little bit to get Naruto in his mouth, mostly so that he’d stop making noise but also because it was literally drool-worthy and he wanted to taste.
Sakura’s face moved forward with him, keeping up the steady thrust that now pushed into him and out, into him and out, and she could do this all day without her jaw ever hurting because his teammates had bullshit healing factors.
He was so fucked.
But he couldn’t come like this. He distracted himself from the building ache of pleasure with the strong flavor profile of Naruto’s cock in his mouth, all clean skin and musk and sunshine, warm, thick and moving his tongue aside with the girth of it. He opened his mouth up fully, jaw dropping wide, and let the head slide home between his tongue and palette.
He closed his eyes and sucked around it, the shaft widening his jaw, bumbling back to the back of his throat. The press of it, the feel of the pressure of Naruto’s hips, now so close– it became Sasuke’s entire world, his hand grabbing desperately onto Naruto’s hip. He could lose himself in it if not for the way he could barely breathe for Sakura’s tongue pressing wide and slick into him, her nose and face buried in his cleft. He imagined he could feel her smirk, the wiggle that accompanied the widest part of her tongue spreading him, and his nerves there sang with pleasure we tried to clench around uselessly. It just forced her back out and he whined a moan around Naruto, tears prickling his eyes.
It wasn’t enough to come on and it wasn’t enough to fill him. He wanted to be full, to feel that stretch. Sakura wiggled a finger in next to her tongue and Sasuke cried out, muffled by cock, squeezing his eyes shut. He couldn’t rock against the wood, would probably hurt himself trying, but he could flex open around her finger and fuck himself back on it. He could feel the first seed of giving in become planted in his chest, because honestly his cock was useless here– he wanted a hand on him so badly— and his balls just dangled there, jerking every so often and drawing tight with pleasure that wouldnt come to fruition unless he gave in.
Sakura pulled back her mouth, voice husky:
“I’m going to finger you a little and play with your balls until you beg to have your cunt filled up, Sasuke.” she said, rubbing hard with that single finger just an inch shy of his prostate. He pulled off Naruto’s cock to pant. Naruto had one hand in Sasuke’s hair, encouraging, and the other bent down low to tease at the edge of his pec. It was easy to imagine the soft flesh of a round breast filling Naruto’s palm instead, a generous handful.
“You can’t get off like that but you would be begging to come, anyway. Want me to touch your sac, honey? Doesn’t it feel good but not good enough?”
She used the hand not touching him deep to roll his balls around again, massaging. It felt almost but not quite like a hand job, the pleasure not exactly comparable but so close he could feel a phantom sensation on his dick.
“Why don’t you just jerk me off?” He asked, because they do have some weird obsession with not touching his cock.
“Why don’t I eat you out until you’re soaking wet with spit and shaking around my tongue, leaking precome out of your pretty and aching little cock?”
“It’s not little.” He huffed. He was nearly as big as Naruto for fuck’s sake.
“It’s in my way.” She didn’t growl but squeezed his sac threateningly and an entire sheen of sweat broke out across his body. “Give me your pussy, Sasuke, and I’ll fuck you like you want.”
She spread him with a second finger, a little bit of a burn because they were only using spit as lube so far, and for a moment the hint of stretch was enough, it was exactly what he wanted– but it was not her cock. She already explained what he had to do to get it. He imagined it, of course he did. He’s felt it before. Lips where his balls were, always so much lower than he would think; curved and rounded with his pelvis, sliding down and around to a snug little hole that showed them exactly how turned on he was, positively dripping with how eager he was to have something hard worked deep inside, working him open.
He made a soft sound, a hurt sound, and Sakura soothed with both fingers fucking into him, spreading in him, and Naruto’s cock butted clumsily against his lips, flavored with salt and skin.
“Hmm.” She considered, breathless and half-laughing. “You want my cock, Sasuke?”
“Yes.” He groaned, stretching back to her as best he could with one arm underneath him and the other around Naruto’s cock. She pulled her fingers out and it was all he could do to catch himself– both hands against the counter– before she manhandled him.
Sakura’s strength was irresistible, undeniable. She flipped him over and griped his thighs, tight enough to send thrills right through him. His back touched the body-warmed counter and he could only stare.
Sakura, between his legs. Sakura, holding him tight, spreading him open. Cold air hit his hole, wet with spit, and he was very aware of the position, of how she could just thrust forward into him, fuck him right there on his back–
“You’re so fucking mean.” He huffed, out-of-breath, and she smiled, stepping in impossibly closer.
“No, I just know what I want. Just like you do. It occurs to me that we both want the same thing.” She ground her hips meanly against his ass, promising something she didn’t —yet— have to give and he ached, horribly empty.
She threw one of his legs onto her shoulder like an afterthought, just to get it out of the way, and used the free hand to form a familiar seal.
“Follow me.” She dared softly and Sasuke’s eyes bled immediately red, mirroring her before he could even think, feeling his own chakra dance to match hers as it flexes. His fingers twitched into the same hand-sign and they were changed.
Naruto groaned to see it and Sasuke’s heart tripped into a fucking sprint because Sakura’s heavy cock rubbed against his ass.
His eyes jerked up to hers and she watched him heatedly, rubbing along his cleft. Sasuke swallowed harshly. Sakura laughed under her breath and kissed his ankle.
“Was that so hard?” She stroked her hand over his trembling cunt, pleased. Sasuke let his head fall back against the counter, eyes squinted shut. It made him even more aware of how close she was to him, her body against the open welcome of his, legs akimbo.
He felt the flare of raw chakra as she lifted that hand to her mouth, burning away the taste of him, cleaning her mouth. Her hips pulled away from his and he braced himself, not quite knowing–
Sakura’s mouth ghosted across his mound and Sasuke flung a forearm over his eyes, shuddering.
“Hey, wow, rude.” Naruto chuckled. Sasuke lowered his arm slightly to squint up at him suspiciously and immediately went cross-eyed to see him slowly jerking off right there. Just– right there. When he breathed in, Sasuke could smell him, male and aroused.
His jaw dropped open and Naruto murmured his approval, shuffling closer. The angle was awkward but he was determined. Sasuke couldn’t get eaten out like this without squirming, so Sakura grabbed onto his hips and prevented the notion of escape with her immovable hands, and he fell into the distraction Naruto offered without thought, with only gratitude on his tongue.
“Oh, yes.” Naruto laughed, guiding himself in, and Sasuke groaned wordless approval. He lost time to the rising, helpless pleasure– he couldn’t squirm away, couldn’t so much as ride her tongue– and the blunt cock in his mouth. He clutched Naruto’s hips from below, arms stretched far above his own head, and Naruto stroked first the line of his throat and then further down.
Sasuke moaned and jerked minutely when hot, rough hands cupped his tits, fondling and thumbing over his nipples. The heat got to him more than anything, solid pressure, and the steady stroke of his palms against the sensitive sides– His pussy clenched around Sakura’s tongue, clenched rhythmically, and Sasuke found himself mimicking it with his mouth, suckling and bobbing his head at a frantic pace.
Naruto cursed harshly, riding it, the soft flex of his hips matching the rhythm, fucking his throat in the shallowest of motions.
Sasuke drooled for it, desperate.
Sakura groaned into his cunt, the vibrations rattling up his spine, before pulling away. He couldn’t see her, of course, yet the knowledge of how wet her mouth would be– her chin–
He squeezed his eyes closed against it, breathing shallowly through his nose, even as her thumb brushed against clit.
“You’re being so good for us.” She said, voice low and rough. They both groaned for it. Her thumb dug in that much firmer, still gentle, still teasing.
“Are you– fuck, Sasuke– going to give him what he wants?” Naruto asked.
Fire licked through him, powerful. His abs clenched, his throat spasmed, and it was all he could do to keep up the steady bob of his head.
“Yeah.” Sakura rasped. “Yeah, I think I will.”
Anticipation burned. He felt every motion keenly, as she slid her hands along his thighs and higher, gripping under his knees and pushing up. His body bent to her touch, legs wide. She leaned after him, forearms holding his legs up and taking her weight.
Naruto eased back out of his throat so Sasuke could suck in some much-needed air, light-headed. With less cock in his mouth he could focus on the tip, tongue working, and Naruto hissed.
All thought fled his head as he felt the blunt tip of Sakura’s cock line up with his opening. He ached he was so empty, so wet. The flex of her weight was intoxicating; he could feel coiled muscles and pressure from her forearms, shifting as she moved her hips into place.
He pulled off Naruto’s cock, saliva catching as it slid along his cheek instead.
“Please.” He bit out.
Sakura groaned long and loud but she didn’t deny him any longer, sheathing herself inside him in one steady thrust. Sparks of pleasure burst behind Sasuke’s eyes, unable to get over the sublime, divine feel of it, the wide stretch that lit up every nerve in his body.
His hands clenched so hard on Naruto’s hips he was probably leaving bruises, ones that would be healed before they could even show. Naruto’s hands stroked and squeezed at his chest, merciless, and all at once the pleasure spiked and overloaded before Sakura could even fuck him.
“Gorgeous.” Sakura breathed, holding still to feel Sasuke come apart around her, and Naruto groaned again, pre-come painting Sasuke’s cheek. When the spasms slowed down to something reasonable, and Sasuke could mostly see straight once more, Sakura gave an experimental thrust.
It punched through him, nerves alight, and he gasped. Naruto’s hands were brands on his tits, hot and big. He pushed them together, thumbs rubbing his nipples harshly, and Sasuke’s toes curled. He tipped his head back, mouth searching, and Naruto laughed, indulging him.
One hand left his chest to stroke along his jaw, gentling it open, and then he was being fed cock again. He couldn’t stop moaning with every thrust of Sakura’s, but Naruto didn’t mind, gasping out praise as he slid deeper.
Sakura fucked into him with her new dick, building into a punishing rhythm. Blood burned in his cheek at the position, at being filled from both ends. Sakura fucked his pussy, spreading his lips open to press into him, a wholly other thing to his asshole. He didn’t have a dick– just another hole to be used.
He was fucked wide open, his legs spread and invaded, like his whole body was a receptacle for that cock and not just his ass. He felt small and vulnerable and feminine, felt taken and fucked, and it was deeper, somehow, more centralized, like it was the core of him, the center of his pleasure where his dick would normally be, pleasure all internal, pleasure pressed into him by someone else.
Naruto eased him into it, one inch at a time until throat was being fucked, Naruto’s cock aligning on the perfect angle. He didn’t know why blowjobs worked better upside-down, but they absolutely did, the curve of Naruto’s cock matching the curve of his throat somehow to slide down perfect, and he could barely breathe around it, could barely focus.
He felt absolutely violated, like they’re in him in every way, meeting in the middle, like he existed to be fucked into. His vagina clenched helplessly, over and over again, around Sakura’s dick and it was so big, so hot and the friction was incredible, the pressure against his g-spot. It was almost better than anal, raw pleasure with none of the bite he’s used to, it was enough to drive him crazy and he was so wet, his thighs soaked with it.
Sakura didn’t help, her dick leaking all in him and on him, her fingers touching against his clit in fleeting, barely-there strokes, as he lifted into her thrusts as best as he could.
He had the absurd thought if something were to go in his ass right now he might ascend to the pure lands via pure pleasure, but the only other teammate left to do it is Sai, and Sasuke’s never been fuck-drunk enough to want that dick in him, in any way.
Once he has the thought he couldn’t stop, though; just the idea of both types of pleasure at once had him shuddering, rocking up uselessly against Sakura, just enough to fuck up her rhythm and he could cry, he really could, but she just growled and held him down, held him still, and resumed fucking into him with slick squelching sounds that echoed through the room.
He moaned high around Naruto’s cock and felt spit drip down his jaw, his lips. He sucked as best he can but there was no room and Naruto didn’t pause in his lazy, shallow thrusts, didn’t pay any mind to Sasuke’s feeble attempts, just rolled Sasuke’s nipples against his palms and pinched them every so often, just to feel Sasuke jump.
Sakura readjusted her grip and leaned into it, fucking him that much harder. Her breath was loud and rough, sweat sliding down her arms, the fuck itself perfect. Her cock plunged into him mercilessly, edging him up the counter by centimeters, until he got so far she had to haul him back onto her.
Her mound crashed into his clit with every vicious thrust, there-and-gone touches it was so fast, and he sucked desperately around Naruto, hands trembling around the blonde’s thighs, urging him deeper, faster, more.
Sakura’s thrusts grew in force until she was slamming into him, almost painful and it was so good, so right, almost too much. She shoved into him and he screamed around his mouthful, curses dropping from her lips, and Naruto made a sound like it was punched out of him.
Orgasm jerked through them more or less at the same time, Sasuke clenching down hard and Sakura yelling as she jerked hard in him, riding it out in slow, forcefully deep strokes. Naruto’s cock pulsed in his mouth, positively throbbing, and Sasuke pushed him back to get it out of his throat. Each spurt hit his tongue– Naruto almost stumbled at the unexpected shove, but caught his feet with a laugh– and Sasuke trembled through the aftershocks as he swallowed.
His pussy ached, so sensitive it was almost painful. Sakura reached down and did something complicated with his clit, a series of rubbing and flicking that made him squeeze around her breathlessly, and he could only laugh as the vestiges of his fading orgasm rose into another, this one almost ruthless.
When he came down from it, spine taught and back lifted off the counter, he had tear-tracks cold and drying on his cheeks and both teammates petting him through it.
He practically purred into Naruto’s hand in his hair, a steady comfort. Sakura’s hands eventually let his legs down and he could only vaguely feel them, tingling from being held near his shoulders for so long.
“Fuck, I love your cunt.” She said, reverent, and Sasuke opened one eye to glance at her, wary. His heart-rate had just started to calm down.
Naruto’s hands on him were soft, slow; the kind of thing that could turn into hot baths and warm cuddling, aftercare and their big bed.
“Let me eat you out and I’ll fuck your ass afterward.” She offered, one brow cocked, bargaining.
“Deal.” Sasuke said, moving away from Naruto’s touch to sit up on the counter. Blood rushed as he was upright for the first time in three orgasms. He shuffled to the edge of the counter, Sakura between his legs, and leaned into her, hands on her shoulders.
Sakura hummed in pleasure, her half-hard cock trapped between them. Sasuke shivered again.
“But let’s take it to the bedroom.” He continued, unable to do anything about the amused cadence to his voice, the satisfaction that had been fucked into him. He turned over his shoulder and said, “You too, come on, I’ve got this whole other option.”
He gestured vaguely to his crotch.
“Your pussy is going to be so oversensitive.” Naruto complained, but came around the counter anyway.
“So you’re not going to fuck it?”
“That is not what I said.” Naruto nipped his shoulder playfully, and Sakura turned to him with heat in her eyes, pulling him into the slow and sensual kind of kiss that lit the embers in Sasuke to a roaring inferno, just from watching.
He could watch his teammates kiss forever, naked and gorgeous in front of him, Sakura still between his legs, but– well. He’d gone through all this trouble to give her what she wanted, they might as well get the most of it.
“Bedroom.” He insisted and, laughing, they separated, turning to him with heat in their eyes.
(Their day off passed outside in perfect fall weather, beckoning with vendors and treats and cool rivers fit for swimming, but they did not leave the apartment once.)