Sasuke is different after the curse seal.
At first, it’s terrifying. The complete personality change right after he’s bitten is not just abnormal, but downright frightening. It seems like their teammate has been replaced outright or at least possessed by that terrifying shinobi in the forest of death, who they were– eventually– told was named Orochimaru.
Arrogant, uncaring, bloodthirsty: that twisted Sasuke had thankfully not emerged since Kakashi arrived with him– late, of course– to the chunin exams’ final stage.
Hints of it persisted, especially when Sasuke drew on the dark power in his match, as reason left his eyes and he started acting more and more reckless, more and more angry.
But Kakashi was there, chopping him on the back of the neck, and the Sasuke that slumped boneless into his arms was the one they knew, face slack in sleep. The dark curse marks around his face and neck retreated back into the seal.
Kakashi looked at it with frigid intensity. Naruto and Sakura had rarely seen that side to their sensei; not the jovial teacher, but a hardened jonin of the village.
“Is he going to be okay?” Sakura found her courage to ask. Her hair was short now, neatened up by Ino into something more intentional in their time in the hospital after the invasion.
“Yes.” Kakashi said, instantly, like a threat. Then he inhaled and relaxed a fraction, offering her a smile. “Maa, don’t worry about Sasuke-kun. The cursed seal isn’t as contained as I’d hoped. We’ll need to take… alternate measures.”
“Huh, Kaka-sensei?” Naruto got really close to ask, peering at it suspiciously. He swallowed. “Is it– is it like– you know.”
A hand over his stomach. He looked deeply uncomfortable.
“Ah.” Kakashi thought for a second, head tilting. “Comparisons could be made. However, sealing that kind of curse took… unimaginable sacrifice.”
Something wretched crossed his face for just a moment before he smiled again. He took a deep breath and ruffled Naruto’s hair.
“I’d used the Evil Sealing Method on Sasuke’s curse mark, but it only works if he doesn’t want to use it. Unfortunately, it looks like some of the corruption is creeping out, taking any kind of negative emotion as an invitation.” A sigh. “I’ll have to layer another seal on top, but it’s… eh, finicky.”
“Will it make him more unstable?” Sakura asked, voice trembling.
“No.” Kakashi said at once. “If anything, it should stabalize it further, at the cost of constant maintenance. We had to drain the dark chakra out of him to place the first seal. The second seal will do the same. I’ll teach both of you how to apply it.”
It took a long time to explain how the seal worked, especially since neither of them had a foundational background in fuinjutsu or the sealing arts. Basically, the curse mark leaked corrosive chakra. Instead of leaking it all the time, leading to a quickly-possessed Sasuke, it was stopped by the Evil Sealing Method, the first seal Kakashi placed on him.
However, the curse seal took normal emotions– frustration, annoyance, anger– and used those to bypass the Evil Sealing Method seal. Short of knocking Sasuke out every time it advanced enough to become visible– those creeping black marks that encroached on his face— which Kakashi admitted was dangerous to do too often, they’d have to apply a temporary second seal any time Sasuke got too angry or out of line.
“But he’s always like that,” Naruto complained. “How can we tell what’s normal Sasuke or from– from the curse mark?”
Technically, it was a curse seal, like Naruto’s, but calling it a curse seal sealed by the Evil Sealing Method seal made Naruto want to throw up, like the seashore tongue-twister, so they’d call it a curse mark for now. Like a curse hickey.
Urgh.
“That’s a good point, actually. Once he’s so far gone the black marks appear, it’ll already be too late to apply the secondary seal.” Kakashi hummed, then smiled. “I’ll think of something.”
So it was that when Sasuke next appeared, escorted sheepishly by a completely relaxed Kakashi, the Uchiha was wearing a bracelet around his wrist.
He held up Sasuke’s arm without pretense, smiling at Naruto and Sasuke– and ignored Sasuke’s protests at being manhandled.
“This is– settle down, Sasuke–” A sharp looked quelled Sasuke’s protests into a red-faced mullish look– “how you’ll know if the corrosive chakra is building up in his system. Sasuke should try to avoid negative emotions as best he can, and remove himself from stressful situations, and failing that, find me before the fifth gem fills.”
Sasuke’s face flared red hot, likely embarrassed at needing help at all, Naruto figured. He was fiercely independent and this whole situation had to rankle.
“See, there are five gems on the bracelet. These are a specific chakra-reactive stone. Currently they’re white. The smallest one will turn red first, followed by the second smallest, until finally the fifth and largest is fully red. If that happens, and isn’t fixed in time, expect to see the black marks emerge from the curse seal.”
Naruto and Sakura nodded, sensing the seriousness of their teacher. Kakashi shook Sasuke’s arm.
“If the fourth gem fills, you’re to come find me immediately. Drop what you’re doing. If the fifth gem fills, Naruto, sit on him and Sakura, come find me immediately. At that point the corrosive chakra will be influencing him and it doesn’t want to be contained.”
“Heck yeah!” Naruto crows. “Hear that, Sasuke? I’ll hold you down and make you stay put.”
“Ugh! Idiot.” Sasuke scowls, looking away, cheeks still red.
Naruto has to resist the urge to poke them, point them out, bring light to how embarrassed he is. But this is too serious of a situation and, as Kakashi had pulled him aside to quietly explain, he was no longer allowed to needle Sasuke, to make him mad on purpose.
Little things were fine, normal, even a good distraction– but anything more serious than that? Forbidden.
Naruto wasn’t going to poke any of the bastard’s sore spots. Besides, it was Sasuke he wanted to bother, not Orochimaru.
“How does the new seal work, Sensei?” Sakura asked. “Will we need to learn it?”
Sasuke looked away sharply at that, only relaxing when Kakashi hummed in thought.
“No, not right now. Eventually it might become important.”
“But–” Sasuke started, looking somehow offended, but Kakashi shut him up with a firm look.
“You’re a team. You’re going to stay a team. Orochimaru will not be taking Sasuke and we’ll do whatever it takes to keep that true, got it?”
Chagrined, they all nodded, Sasuke more stiff than the other two.
After that, Sasuke was different. More relaxed than he had been since Orochimaru first placed the curse mark. He forgot often in the beginning, let himself get riled up all the way to the fourth gem, and then Kakashi had to interrupt training to take him off to apply the new seal.
That declaration, that training would be cut short if he let it get that far, often made another gem fill red all on its own.
Eventually, Sasuke started monitering the bracelet himself. He would take deep breaths and calm himself down, halting the progress of the corrosive chakra. He became calmer overall, less quick to rile up. He even started meditating!
Interestingly, once filled, the chakra gems didn’t turn white again any time soon. Sasuke finally admitted that the corrosive chakra was very slow to purge on its own. He handled it in the evenings, unless the third gem started to turn pink or red, in which case Kakashi departed with him after training, and when Sasuke met up with them the next day, they were all white again.
It was in this time that Naruto and Sakura got to see the new temporary seal. Obviously, the best thing was to not let the corrosive chakra build up to the fourth gem. If it didn’t reach that point, it could be wrestled back down without the new seal, as evidenced by Sasuke taking care of it himself or with Kakashi’s help.
They never saw it applied, of course. However, they could see the fading white ink after Sasuke rejoined them, tired and shaky. It stood out pale and stark against Sasuke’s flushed skin, several lines of seal instruction going down the side of Sasuke’s neck. Kakashi cheerfully explained that it rapidly purged the corrosive chakra, resetting the chakra gems to white, but the process was unpleasant.
It left Sasuke uncoordinated and exhausted. He took hours to recover, during which time he couldn’t so much as throw a kunai. Being reduced to that state made Sasuke avoid reaching the fourth gem almost militantly. They were to avoid using it in the field at all costs.
And they did get back into the field as shinobi, eventually.
After they reached a new equilibrium under Tsunade as the new Hokage, and had trained for a few weeks, they started taking missions again. Mostly C-ranks, but when they were in the village they took as many D-ranks as possible.
It was during this time that Kakashi privately took Sakura and Naruto aside and gave them several squares of paper.
“What are these, ofuda?” Naruto looked at his at several angles, squinting.
“No, Naruto.” Kakashi said patiently. “These aren’t talismans. They’re special sealing paper. If something happens and I’m not around, they’re a last resort for Sasuke.”
Sakura gasped. “You mean–?”
Kakashi nodded.
“Wait, what?” Naruto didn’t get it.
Sakura sighed.
“You idiot. These are Evil Purging Seals.”
“Oh! The temporary extra seal!” Naruto looked at it even more curiously. “But they’re not white?”
“Good observation.” Kakashi eye-smiled. Oddly, he’d gotten more patient with them too, more willing to explain things. Whatever meditation he did with Sasuke was helping both of them. “The ink turns white once the seal is applied to his skin. It’ll put Sasuke out of commission, so you will only use these as an absolute last resort. Am I understood?”
“Yes, sensei.” They choroused, seriously.
Kakashi ruffled both their hair.
“That’s my good little genin. Take care of each other, okay?”
–
“Ne, ne, Sasuke– so you’ve really–?” Naruto’s hands were twin brands on his knees, hot where his shorts met his knee. The bare skin contact was distracting.
“Shut up, oh my god.” Sasuke covered his face with his hands. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Yeah, I can’t have a dick for this, I need to…you know… more than once.”
“Shut up,” Sasuke snapped, half a snarl, but rather than back up, Naruto only drew in closer. The fourth gem on his bracelet, the second largest, was already a deep pink. There were no black marks leaking from his curse seal, but he was too angry to sit still.
Not too angry to want to fix this, though– that, Kakashi had said, would come when the fifth gem lit up. When enough evil chakra had corrupted his emotions that he wouldn’t want a fix, would only want more power, and might turn to the traitor Sannin himself.
Naruto refused to let that happen.
He tightened his grip on Sasuke’s knees and forced them wider. Sasuke resisted at first, but since he wasn’t at the fifth gem, he had to accept it, had to– to let it happen.
Naruto swallowed hard.
“Get your buttons for me, teme.” He instructed, not wanting to let go out of the strange sense that Sasuke would pull away, or retreat in such a way that they’d have to fight to get back here.
Sasuke swallowed his first and second responses, gave a short, terse nod, and undid the button of his shorts with jerky motions. He got the zip, too, and Naruto helped ease the material down.
Sakura made a shocked sound behind them, only to immediately squeak out an apology. Naruto’s hands paused, cheeks flushing, and Sasuke inhaled very slowly to keep a lid on his temper.
You couldn’t even see anything yet, really. Sasuke wore dark blue boxers under the grey shorts. The only thing was…
Where Naruto would expect to see a bit of a bulge, the boxers basically stuck to his skin like there was nothing there.
He leaned forward to see better and Sasuke made a little noise, like surprise. Naruto almost paused, but… well…
It wasn’t like they really had a choice here!
So he leaned in and rubbed his thumb along the seam, trying to find out what was really under the fabric. Sasuke jerked under him.
“Dobe!” he shouted, and his tone was one Naruto hadn’t heard before. Like he was struggling to breathe right.
He really didn’t have a dick! Naruto rubbed all around, moving the fabric against Sasuke’s skin, and while it was weirdly wet, there wasn’t anything like a dick. Not even a small one.
Naruto found the slit in Sasuke’s boxers and stuck his fingers in curiously. He’d caught glimpses in dirty magazines, once or twice, and almost knew what they were talking about, here.
Damp, soft skin still caught him off guard.
“It’s all wet!” He yelled, surprised. Sakura groaned into her hands.
Sasuke closed his eyes tightly like the restraint needed from reacting with pure violence and anger was physically paining him.
Naruto wanted to ask what he was supposed to do with it, but then Sasuke might suggest they use the seal that would knock him out instead, and they’d both have to deal with looking at Sakura and seeing her remember the chunin exams, when they were both unconscious and she was alone.
Granted, this time it’d be her and Naruto guarding Kakashi and Sasuke’s unconscious bodies, but they were already alone in enemy territory.
They were stronger together.
And being in enemy territory meant Sasuke couldn’t stay on the fourth gem, the hair-trigger where one more bit of negative emotion– like, say, fear or apprehension from being in a fight, or stuck in enemy territory with a passed-out Kakashi-sensei— might push him over the edge. And then they’d have to use the seal, and be right back where they wanted to avoid!
Naruto met Sasuke’s eyes, and understanding flashed between them. Sasuke was faintly pink in the face, probably– understandably– fucking embarrassed, but the resolve was there, because neither of them were going to let that happen.
Naruto swallowed and started to tug down Sasuke’s boxers. Sasuke took a shaky breath and began to help him. Their sleeping bags were underneath him, so it was soft instead of the freezing cold floor of the cave, and Sasuke reached up to unhook the clasp of his beige cloak.
It pooled under him and Naruto shuffled in a little closer until his knees touched the fabric.
“Can I, um, do anything?” Sakura asked.
Sasuke started to snap at her– the fourth gem was a faint pink, after all– and visibly choked it down. He took a few breaths, Naruto rubbing hopefully soothing circles into the skin of his knee as he finished tugging the boxers past Sasukes ankles, and then looked at her.
She couldn’t exactly ignore them, couldn’t even leave the cave to scout or hunt– way too dangerous– and, well.
Kakashi was unconscious on the other side of the fire pit they couldn’t even light for warmth, and they were all in this together.
“I can– your lap?” Sasuke’s fingers trembled over his eyes, like he wanted to hide his face again. He reached out and she took his hand, her own fingers shaking.
She made a little noise of understanding as he tugged her forward, and they rearranged until she was kneeling behind him, and his head was in her lap.
Sakura’s cheeks were pinker than his, which was impressive since Sasuke– since Naruto was–
Sasuke did not let go of Sakura’s hand. Her other settled reassuringly on his shoulder, after only a few seconds of hesitating.
Naruto dropped Sasuke’s boxers beside them and they all– well. They all looked down.
Someone– perhaps all three of them– made a noise.
“So, I just–?” Naruto summoned all that bluster that got him through life and boldly put his fingers back in, well. In the folded bits of skin that Sasuke had between his legs instead of a dick.
He didn’t even have any balls, which was startling for some reason.
Naruto felt color steal into his cheeks as he glanced further down and noticed that his other hole was still there. Obviously. Of course. It made sense.
Deciding to just go for it, he started feeling around.
Sasuke groaned.
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing?” He asked, looking at the ceiling. He’d definitely be able to see Sakura’s chest, like that, maybe the pink ends of her newly short hair, and Naruto tried not to be jealous.
He’d never laid in her lap before.
“Do you?” Naruto asked right back, huffy. “Wait, do you? This is new to you too, right?”
Sasuke’s ears were red.
“Dobe.” He said, and there was a little shiver as Naruto brushed thoughtlessly and a little rough over the top of his junk.
Naruto stopped looking at his face and started looking at his– that.
It was not unlike certain fruits, maybe. Or maybe a flower? A dick was just kind of there, a noodle poking out with the sac underneath, but this was much more complicated. He put his other hand on it as well and tugged out two flaps of skin.
“Naruto,” Sasuke hissed, face red. Naruto looked up but didn’t let go of the petals. Lips? They were the same color as the lips on Sasuke’s face, at least. But bigger. Looser?
He tugged this way and that, seeing how much they’d stretch, and Sasuke made a choked sound.
“So this is a vagina?” Naruto tried out the word he’d overheard in conversations he really shouldn’t have been listening to, with sloppy-drunk adults stumbling out of bars.
Sasuke’s hand– the one Sakura wasn’t holding– snapped out and grabbed Naruto’s wrist, stopping his exploration.
“Um. Not really.” Sakura squeaked. “It’s his– um. His vulva. That’s the outside part.”
They both stilled, paying attention to her. Now all three of them were flushed. Sakura took a breath, visibly steeling herself.
“So, he’ll also have. At the top. His clitoris.” She reached down with the hand on Sasuke’s shoulder, realized she wouldn’t be able to reach, and ended with an aborted little gesture.
“This?” Naruto asked skeptically, moving around. Sasuke made another sound, releasing Naruto’s face to drape his hand over his eyes, like it was more bearable when he couldn’t see.
“No, the very top, right– yeah, there.”
“So what’s it do?” Naruto moved the nub one way and the other, looking at it. It was tiny.
“It’s… like a penis.” Sakura said, strained.
“No way this fits in anyone!” Naruto pinched it between his thumb and forefinger, holding it ‘up’ to measure.
“You–” She hadn’t called him idiot in a while, which was something you noticed, when one of your team mates insulted you constantly suddenly stopped, but he knew that tone of voice.
“Of course it doesn’t go inside, Naruto!” She made his name sound like baka but it was an improvement. It was more personal, like Sasuke’s dobe.
“So what’s it do?” He repeated, impatient. He squeezed a little and Sasuke hissed, kicking out with a foot.
“Dobe, don’t–”
Right as Sakura slapped his arm, barely reaching, “Don’t hurt it.”
Naruto let it go and patted it some in apology. It was a bit dryer than the rest, so he idly reached down between the softer bits, got his fingers wet, and brought them back up.
He knew jerking off was a little rough and painful without lube, so– if it was like a little cock–
Sasuke’s legs fanned open. A little bit. Like he was giving better access. Naruto’s ears flushed.
He glanced up, automatically, at Sakura, and found her eyes also widening. Watched her throat bob as she swallowed.
“Um.” Naruto said. He rubbed his wet thumb along the broadside of Sasuke’s clitoris, gently, and saw the whole– vulva– clench, as Sasuke let out a shaky exhale.
Did that…?
“It feels good.” Sakura said, voice deeper than it was a minute ago. She coughed. “That’s what it does. It just… feels good. When you play with it.”
Sasuke was even redder under his hand, which hid the majority of his facial features. Sakura reached up, with the hand he wasn’t holding, and traced the side of his jaw.
Somehow, that little touch affected Naruto more than… most of this. It was. Yeah.
Naruto applied a little more pressure to his thumb, grazing. Sasuke’s vulva twinged. Some clear liquid dripped down from the little indent, which– if this was his pussy, was that– the vagina?
Naruto had heard it spoken of like a hole, and well, he wasn’t stupid. He knew about sex. Not all the parts, but the base mechanics. What it was for. How it– mainly— worked.
His fingers trailed down and prodded there, a little. The folds parted and something let him in. Sasuke made a hurt noise, deep in his chest, so Naruto yanked his finger tips right back out.
“Did that hurt?” He demanded, half a beat behind Sakura, who was still biting her lip.
“I. No.” Sasuke’s words were a touch muffled behind his hand. His whole frame was tense. “It didn’t hurt.”
If it didn’t hurt…
“Did it… feel good?” Naruto asked, hardly daring. His heart was in his throat. This was so weird. He desperately, desperately didn’t want to do it wrong.
Maybe they should switch places. Sakura could deal with all these fiddly bits while Naruto, uh. What, put Sasuke’s head in his lap and held his hand?
Naruto bit his lip.
“It… didn’t hurt.” Sasuke repeated, huffing. “It just surprised me, that’s all.”
His breath hitched in the middle as Naruto, almost apologetically, went back to petting his clit.
Finally, the soft curve of Sasuke’s foot nudged none-too-gently into Naruto’s calf.
“Just get it over with,” Sasuke huffed. The hand over his face was the left one, which meant his bracelet was dangling from the wrist, letting them see three ruby-red gems and one softly pink one.
If he fucked this up, so many bad things would happen. Naruto’s eyes glanced over at Kakashi. Still breathing, but yet again unconscious on them outside of the village.
The pressure was enormous.
Naruto worried his bottom lip between his teeth, but it was Sakura who spoke.
“Uh, so what does sensei usually…?” She draws her free hand through Sasuke’s hair hesitantly. “Cause– no offense, Naruto– I don’t think either of us know what to do.”
“None taken.” Naruto laughed a little, relaxing his shoulders. “God, I can’t imagine he’s good at it. Sex, whatever. He always reads those bad porn books. Does he try to act out bad porn scenes, teme?”
Naruto settled into a rhythm, thumb criss-crossing back and forth, back and forth, along the side onting to Sasuke‘s clit. He kept his touch light, not wanting to hurt.
Sasuke exhaled slightly more shaky than normal.
“He. Ugh. I wish he was bad at it.” Sasuke griped. He waved his wrist a bit, gesturing at the bracelet, and seemed to gather himself. “I have to come again for every red stone. It purges the corrupt chakra and each orgasm turns a red stone white again.”
They both gawked at him.
“Don’t tell me…” Sakura said. “The Evil Purging Seal, does it–?” She covered her mouth and muffled a certain noise. Naruto may or may not have gotten distracted by that noise, and the lovely red flush that came with it on her face.
Sasuke groaned, long and loud.
“Yes. It’s the worst. It makes me… that… five times. No recovery, no warning. It’s why I have to keep myself like this during training.” Sasuke gestured at his own lower body.
“Oh, ouch.” Naruto tried to imagine coming five times and failed. “But girls can do that?”
“It’s not fun.” Sasuke hissed. “It’s too fast and rough for that. But it’s better than the alternative.”
Sakura shuffled, obviously uncomfortable. She bit her lip like she wanted to say something and thought better of it.
“Sasuke-kun’s not a girl, though.” She said. “And, uh, not all girls have that.” She also gestured pussyward.
They both turned to look at her. Well, Sasuke more looked up. She met his gaze for about half a second before looking away, blushing furiously.
Oh, right. Sasuke was pretty. Looking down on him, face lightly flushed– from what Naruto was doing to him!– mouth parted, lips wet, eyes big and dark…
Stupid jerk. Unfairly pretty.
Naruto huffed and reconfigured his fingers, a little, until he could rub Sasuke’s nub between his thumb and forefinger, get both sides at once. Sasuke grunted, hips jerking briefly.
He glared hard at Naruto, who shrugged.
“Kakashi’s porn books probably say to just put it in.” He wrinkled his nose. “I learned that with the sexy jutsu. The girls aren’t really having fun, they’re just making exaggerated noises and moans because it’s hot.”
“Dobe.” Sasuke narrowed his eyes. The way his legs were spread around Naruto’s, basically vulnerable between his two teammates, half naked– the expression didn’t really work to threaten anyone.
“Um!” Sakura said. “Kakashi doesn’t put it in you, does he? That’s not how he, you know?”
Naruto was almost done being embarrassed at the dancing around the issue, and ready to just say things outright to be done with it. They had to make Sasuke cum so there was almost no point in being shy.
“He rubs it against the outside.” Sasuke, apparently, feelt the same way, sounding irritated. Naruto was amused until the words registered and he had to imagine Kakashi-sensei rubbing his cock on Sasuke’s pussy.
“That feels good?” Naruto demanded. What the fuck.
Sakura also made a strangled noise.
Sasuke glared up at them.
“He doesn’t start with that. He does some sort of lightning jutsu, alright? Neither of you know it.”
“What, a jutsu? Like the chidori?” Sakura looked curious.
“No, of course not.” Sasuke bit his lip briefly, and Naruto only belatedly realized he’d started to rock ever so slightly into the steady rub of Naruto’s fingers, noticing only once it stopped and Sasuke brought his hips under control.
“It’s like… little sparks… around his fingers… Naruto, fuck!” Sasuke shivered all over.
“What, what’d I do wrong?” Naruto paused his touches immediately and Sasuke kicked him, rudely shoving with the arch of his foot.
“Don’t stop, what is wrong with you!?” Sasuke hissed. “God, Kakashi never makes me explain shit.”
“Well, I’m not Kakashi-sensei!” Naruto almost yelled, glaring right back. “Do you want me to rub my cock on your clit?”
Sasuke choked on a scoff and Sakura moaned.
They both blinked at her and she glared, pink deepening to a mortified red but not backing down.
“What!? It’s hot, okay? Is that what you want me to say?” She shifts, clearly uncomfortable, um. Um!
“Sakura-chan–” Naruto started, right as Sasuke said, “Are you turned on by this?”
“What if I am, huh?” Sakura grabbed some of the confidence she picked up in the chunin exams with both hands, cheeks huffed out. “We might as well all be! This is basically sex.”
“It is not.” Sasuke denied hotly. “It’s… it’s…”
They looked between them at the half-naked picture he presented, all but rubbing his wet pussy against Naruto’s hand.
“Right.” Naruto coughed and then let go for a minute. He tugged his waistband down, ignoring Sakura’s squeak, and pushed his boxers out of the way. It felt stupid, still in his sandals as he took one foot out and then the other.
“What are you–?” Sasuke started, only to be cut off by Naruto’s exasperated look as he took his half-hard cock in hand. If he was nervous about being bottomless in front of them– like Sasuke was– he didn’t show it, brow furrowing obstinately.
“I’m gonna rub it on the outside, obviously.” Naruto walked on his knees until he was in his former position, except now his hand was only an afterthought, parting Sasuke’s lips for it, and he was a lot closer.
“Dobe.” Sasuke gasped. Naruto huffed at him.
“Unless you have any other suggestions, hush.” Naruto said, surprised to find he had to move even closer. Sasuke’s ass was basically resting on Naruto’s thighs, his inner thighs soft and milky white on either side pressed against Naruto’s hips.
He was bracketed in by Sasuke, almost pulled towards him– like Sasuke wanted this– and that was enough to get him fully hard. Naruto shuddered a little as he let his cock drop onto the wet folds of Sasuke’s new junk.
The head bounced off Sasuke’s clit, nudging wetly against it. Sasuke gasped.
Sasuke’s pussy was so soft. Surprise coursed through Naruto and he couldnt help but jerk forward, smearing wetness against his cock.
“Oh, fuck.” He said, wanting more. His hips began a jerky rhythm, uncoordinated and at a weird angle. He didn’t have any good leverage in this position, knees akimbo on Sasuke’s discarded cloak and the sleeping bag under it, yet suddenly none of that mattered.
This was why Kakashi rubbed it on the outside!
Naruto moaned, unable to help himself.
“D-dobe,” Sasuke stuttered, voice hoarse. “S–fuck– Usuratonkachi–”
“Ew, Naruto, you’re smearing it everywhere! All over Sasuke’s…uh…” Sakura’s voice trailed off, indignation vanishing as they all stared. And swallowed.
“Me?” Naruto’s hips stuttered, cheeks burning hot. This position was really… “Mine’s barely wet! This is all him. If anything, he’s getting it on me.”
Sasuke made a sound of wordless outrage and they all looked to his wrist reflexively. The fourth bead was still pink. And was it Naruto’s imagination, or was it a slightly lighter shade than it had been?
Maybe. A little bit.
Still, it wasn’t any darker! They were doing something right!
Naruto redoubled his efforts, shifting forward– moving Sasuke’s ass up higher on his thighs in the process– so he could get some leverage. He pressed down on each stroke, no longer rubbing along Sasuke’s clit but grinding against it.
Sasuke made a shocked, wounded noise, and this time Naruto knew it wasn’t pain. Sasuke’s fingers dug into the skin of his own face, knuckles standing out as he covered his eyes, and his chin rose to point at the ceiling as his whole body bowed up a little.
“Oh fuck.” Sakura whimpered, almost under her breath.
Naruto chuckled, a little, and Sasuke growled at both of them. It was a particularly pathetic growl, given the circumstances.
He couldn’t help but look down. Shit, Sakura wasn’t wrong. It looked so lewd and dirty. Naruto’s tan cock slid through Sasuke’s pink folds, nudging wrinkled skin aside. Barely an inch or so of his dick, mostly the head, made contact. It was all focused on the top, where Sasuke’s clit was, each thrust moving it this way or that– practically bullying it.
The change in position really, uh, put Sasuke’s pussy on display. His lower back was lifted off the ground, lower body half held up by Naruto’s thighs as he knelt. It almost made him want to…
Naruto really wasn’t sure how far he could go, here. On the one hand, he needed to get Sasuke off— and wasn’t that a fucking wild concept! On the other hand…
Wouldn’t it be kind of counter-productive, if he pushed too far and made Sasuke mad instead? What if they couldn’t get him off fast enough to counter the anger and the last two rocks turned completely red!?
… Well.
Well, they could always use their last resort: the seals. Sure they had a reason to try other methods first, but if push came to shove…
It was almost like a safety net.
They’ll try to get Sasuke off, but if they can’t, at least they have something to fall back on. And at least they tried. Kakashi couldn’t fault them for that!
Actually, how did Kakashi-sensei make Sasuke feel good without triggering all the anger and indignity!? This was the most undignified and vulnerable thing! It was a wonder Sasuke wasn’t gnawing his way out!
So, really, if Kakashi could do it… without triggering the full-fledged curse seal…
It didn’t hurt, Sasuke had said.
And then, earlier: Just get it over with.
Sasuke… knew why they were doing this. Sasuke wanted him to hurry up. It was necessary. Needed. He knew he couldn’t let himself get too mad. He’d…
Fuck, he’d practiced this with Kakashi, he was used to it, it wasn’t new.
Naruto was the only one pussyfooting around, here.
And if he was going to do something, he should really commit and do it, yanno!?
He gave into impulse and moved his hands to Sasuke’s legs, bare on either side of him. Tan hands cupped right under Sasuke’s knees and pressed, forcing his legs up, shifting his weight until he was holding Sasuke down, all the Uchiha’s weight on his shoulder blades.
“Whoa– what–” Sasuke’s breath left in a whoosh, hand falling down from his face– Sharingan red eyes looking out with wide, wide pupils, cheeks flushed, lip bitten cherry bright.
Sakura made a surprise sound but held onto Sasuke to keep him steady, even as Sasuke’s hands flew up to rest on Naruto’s shoulders.
Naruto, who was now looming over him.
Naruto, who had fucking fantastic leverage.
Sasuke’s pussy was facing up, on full display, his knees pulled back to his shoulders with what would be impressive flexibility– if they weren’t all really good shinobi, anyway.
“You–” Sasuke started, eyes wide and shocked, only to be interrupted as Naruto leaned into his grip on Sasuke’s legs and drug his cock from slit to clit.
It devolved into a garbled nonsense word, pure sound, and Sasuke cut himself off roughly rather than be reduced to such. His mouth snapped closed. It didn’t last long. His lips dropped open slightly to pant, little hitches of sound emitting with every inhale.
Naruto drew his hips back properly, thrusting the entire length of his cock along the entire length of Sasuke’s pussy, slow and hard. On the upstroke, the mushroom tip tried and failed to get caught, to stay in the lower folds, and Naruto had to nudge it up to play with Sasuke’s clit, barely saying hello before it was pulling back down again. The crown caught there, too, frenulum brushing clit in a way that made all three of them jerk a little.
“So–” Naruto was panting now, too, each word a rough inhale, voice gone so deep. “Kakashi–sensei– hasn’t–”
“Naruto,” Sakura snapped, because Sasuke tried to do the same and ended up choking on the rebuke as Naruto’s head smeared pointedly against his folds.
Naruto groaned. Her voice was so sweet, almost as sweet as the glide of Sasuke’s pussy– like warm honey– only not quite as sticky– probably just as tasty—
“Not– Kakashi.” Sasuke gasped, hands digging into Naruto’s shoulders painfully even through the jumpsuit top. Sasuke bit his lip to cut down on any sound he might make, the bastard, like this wasn’t ridiculously hot, like it couldn’t be a thousand times better if he– and Sakura– reduced Sasuke to moans.
Sakura, not currently grinding against Sasuke’s pussy, had so many more brain cells to spare. She figured it out first, made sense of the nonsensical statement.
“Somebody else?” She demanded, flames lit behind her eyes. Naruto felt a frission of fear along his balls, which dreaded the idea of “Shannaro!” happening here, and would have tried to flee into his body if they weren’t brushing every stroke against soft, smooth skin.
Then the words registered.
“Who?” Naruto snarled, hands tightening their grip. He pushed Sasuke’s knees into his chest, gave him more of Naruto’s weight, stopped thrusting specifically to lay his cock hard and still along Sasuke’s slit like a brand.
“Ah!” Sasuke gasped, breathless. “Fuck, you two are the– worst. Why does it matter?”
“Of course it matters!” Sakura shouted, one hand sliding into Sasuke’s hair and jerking his head up to look at her. “You’re ours!”
She was half-snarling and she had never looked more beautiful. Naruto couldn’t look away from them and– consider, here– the beautiful sight of his cock sandwhiched between Sasuke’s pussy lips was right there! Beckoning!
Yet he watched Sasuke’s eyes widen, his jaw go slack, as Sakura all but shook him, eyes green fire, fearless. Claiming him.
Yes. Good.
Everything in Naruto approved. Agreed. It sated something dark and untamed inside him that wanted to rip, tear, kill at the idea that someone dared touch Sasuke here, touch what belonged to Team Seven and no one else.
Sasuke stared at her with his lips parted, hair black and messy in Sakura’s grip, eyes red and big. His hands were on Naruto’s shoulders, holding on, and the new position but Naruto right there with them, only a foot or so away. He could see it all, the bob of Sasuke’s throat, the stubborn set of Sakura’s jaw.
“Kakashi’s only one person,” Sasuke griped, half a gasp. “Fuck, a few times he… we went to, uh, Gai-sensei. He’s–”
“Bushy Brows’ sensei!?” Naruto demanded, just as Sakura said “Lee’s jonin!?”
“He’s one of the best taijutsu masters in the world!” Sasuke practically hissed, looking away from them. “He’s got… stamina.”
He finished lamely and Naruto saw absolute red.
“He put it inside?” Naruto demanded. The mental image was… infuriating. Yeah, that. Nothing else. The idea of Gai-sensei in Naruto’s position, but instead of grinding his cock against Sasuke’s slit to make the Uchiha gasp and rock his hips up, he’d… he’d…
“Ne, Sakura,” Naruto said, trying to keep his voice under control. It still came out as mostly growl. “The hornier he gets, the wetter he’ll be, right?”
He hoped his own eyes weren’t red. When Sasuke flipped the Sharingan on, it just made him look even more startling, dangerous, but in that pretty way of his. When Naruto’s eyes turned red, it was more like… Sasuke when he’d first been under the curse seal.
It would scare off his teammates, Naruto was sure. It was probably a horrible idea to get that mad when he was… on top of Sasuke like this. His fingernails would turn into claws, and the orange chakra was corrosive.
“Yeah. Uh, yeah, that’s how it works. He’ll get turned on and loose. If you um. If you make him come, he’ll be really wet and open.”
Some of that stubborness in her jaw had migrated to her voice. She let go of Sasuke’s hair, petting it smoothly.
Sasuke still wasn’t looking at either of them, but that was okay.
“Did you come from Gai-sensei’s cock in you?” Naruto asked, resuming his long strokes on a mission. Sasuke gasped and his hands clenched at Naruto’s collar, but Naruto wasn’t going to stop again or even slow down.
“Naruto!” Sasuke snapped, sounding almost like Sakura. Sakura was noticieable silent, though. Naruto felt she understood. Glancing at her confirmed they were on the same page, here.
“Did. You. Come?”
“Of course I did!” Sasuke nearly hissed. His hips rocked up into Naruto’s thrusts like he couldnt even help it, breath rasping out. The slide was moist, slick, gorgeous.
“You liked it?” Sakura asked, sliding her hands around to cup his jaw on both sides. Her thumbs brushed behind his ears, fingertips brushing his neck, and she kind of comfortingly petting there.
Sasuke turned his head away with a huff.
Naruto wanted his neck petted, or to be petted in general, but he tried to keep in mind that Sakura didn’t get to do this– fuck nasty against Sasuke’s slit, be the reason his face got redder and blotchy, gasping out.
Nartuo wasn’t unaffected himself. He panted as he controlled the rhythm, determined to make it good. It was harder as Sasuke got wetter, the whole thing a slippery mess. Most of his strokes bullied Sasuke’s clit, though, which meant he was successsful for the most part.
“Did you like it?” Sakura repeated, turning his head back to face them. To face Naruto, really.
“I– guess.” Sasuke’s voice broke in the middle, unable to stop gasping. Well, there was a hint of sound in each inhale, like… almost moaning? It was dead sexy. Naruto muffled sounds like that into his pillow when he jerked off.
This was kinda like jerking Sasuke off.
Naruto’s ryhthm stuttered. They both looked at him and he huffed, getting it back quickly. Sasuke’s legs trembled on either side of him, bouncing with the thrusts. Naruto was mostly looking at his face, because letting his vision zoom out to ‘Naruto’s hands holding Sasuke’s knees up to his chest, while his face looked like that’ would…
Well, it was distracting, all right. This was Sasuke. Milky white skin, except where it was all pink and dusky purple between his legs. Naruto watched the red tip of his cock nudge Sasuke’s clit this way and that, sticky fluid covering everything. Cleary sticky fluid, not like–
Naruto almost knocked himself out imaginig it was cum. How it would feel to rub stick white release into Sasuke’s vulva, making him smell like Naruto– or like the tissues and occassional clean sock in Naruto’s room– claimed—
Leaning forward more, putting additional weight onto his grip on Sasuke’s legs, Naruto groaned from the menal image. And then he couldn’t stop, grunting out little noises, and his hips sped up of their own accord.
Naruto moaned loud, eyes closing shut tight, fucking harder, faster– only to yell as he slipped on the upstroke, tip slipping in.
Sasuke matched him, voice warbling high, foot kicking out at Naruto.
“Dobe!” He gasped, when he bit off the yell, and Naruto fought to keep still. He’d frozen immediately, of course, not wanting to slip deeper than he already was.
Sasuke felt amazing. The velvet softness sucked him in, welcoming, tight and warm. Naruto’s eyes burned. He bit his lip. He didn’t want to leave.
There was something so intimate and… Fuck, he didn’t have the words. He just felt wanted, held, safe. Like he was crawling into Sasuke’s skin and they were together. He didn’t feel alone and pleasure squeezed him tight.
It was a maddening combination, and prying his eyes open to look at Sasuke’s face– immediately Naruto was pulled into the red depths. Sasuke looked wrecked. He stared at Naruto like… like…
“What, what happened!?” Sakura demanded, startling them both. They both jerked in surprise and made strangled sounds as Naruto slipped deeper. His hips moving forward when there was nowhere to go, nowhere closer to move, pelvises flush and cupped softly by bracket of Sasuke’s legs…
Naruto nudged forward again, unable to help it, and flushed when Sasuke’s eyes snapped to him incredulously.
“He–” They both started at the same time, but were too breathless to speak.
Sakura squinted at where they were joined. Her eyes widened.
“Are you– Naruto,” Sakura sounded scandalized but not angry. Her voice cut off with a little gasp as she leaned forward a little to watch, soft lips dropping open.
Experimentally, Naruto braced his knees and just… moved, a bit. Not exactly deeper but wiggling the few inches he already had inside.
Sasuke clenched around him, pulling at him. Sasuke, who was looking at him with wide eyes and a kind of bitchy scowl, face unmoving– his pussy was almost completely separate from those emotions, hungry.
“What are you doing!?” Sasuke demanded, voice broken and beathless, even as his pussy clenched again, almost fluttering around Naruto’s head and the scant extra inch of cock in there.
Naruto tried to pull back, aware they should probably– something– because he couldn’t think like this, not when Sasuke’s sweet pussy and his words were telling him completely different things.
As soon as his hips drifted back, barely moving, Sasuke’s foot snapped out again, catching around Naruto’s thigh and keeping him there. It shifted them again, one knee still bent around his chest, the other leg half extended…
Naruto looked at his teammate in shock. Sasuke glared at him, even though his face was utterly red again.
Oh.
Well.
Naruto bit his lip as he… slid his hand along Sasuke’s knee, down his thigh. When Sasuke didn’t stop him, he gathered up Sasuke’s leg and pushed it slowly back into place. Naruto followed it, carefully, carefully– uh–
Naruto leaned his weight onto his hands holding Sasuke’s legs to his chest, sliding slowly in. The drag of it was inexorable, somehow better every inch, and Sasuke just– opened up for him. Yielded for it almost eagerly, no resistance at all. It twitched every few seconds.
The eye contact was intense. Blue against red, neither daring to look away, or so much as breathe, until Naruto was completely sheathed inside him.
Sasuke breathed out a shuddery exhale as Naruto bottomed out. Coarse blonde hair tickled his mons. Naruto’s balls slapped wetly against Sasuke’s taint. Their hips were absolutely touching.