So first I thought, shit, I have RL friends reading this journal now. Then I realized, shit, my friends would probably like some badly written gay ninja fanfic porn because they are beautifully stupid like that, so here we are.

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Schmaltzy
- Because bad sappy gay ninja pseudo-porn just does not exist. Intended for campfuckudie because screwfate and strongeruchiha get to have all the fun, the bastards. And this sucks, but STFU. Posted in cantharis, too.




The taste. the feel - the way Naruto's sloppy tongue swirled around his, even the inexperienced, shaking fingers tugging away at his shirt - was oddly right. Sasuke would never have called it - them - anything approaching perfect, but as Naruto half-shoved him to the bed, grinning into Sasuke's kissed-bruised lips and clasping their sweaty palms together, he decided it would be safe to call this the simplest, most natural conclusion.

His toes curled into the sheets when Naruto unzipped his pants to get his first good look, and Sasuke didn't sob with relief or fear when Naruto messily pushed, almost fumbling, into him. He felt endeared when Naruto whispered into his ear, "oh holy shit, I'm finally having sex, I'm having sex with you, bastard never let me stop doing this oh please Sasuke, please," and was surprisingly satisfied after he came into Naruto's sticky hand and up across their heaving chests.

Sasuke, rather graciously, did nothing but scowl when Naruto babbled, determined and vehement, that it was getting late and it'd probably just be better if he spent the night since they were in bed already anyway, and kindly only kicked Naruto soundly in the spine twice - once for each time an arm was thrown over him in an attempt to snuggle.

He met the dawn with severe annoyance after finding a leg wrapped with what he felt to be excessive firmness around his waist, and felt oddly complete.