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“Naruto’s the sloppiest drunk I’ve ever seen,” Sakura sighed. “And I’ve seen Lee drunk.”
Sasuke only nodded. Naruto was a sloppy drunk, that much was incontestable. But what Sakura failed to see was how utterly cute he was. Clearly I’m drunk, too…
“You gonna do anything about this before your trouble-making attention whore gets too rowdy?” Sakura demanded.
Sasuke took another sip of the way-too-strong drink Kiba made him. He didn’t even know what was in it; all he knew was that it was bitter and he liked it. And that Naruto was up at the front of the room playing with Ino’s karaoke machine, entertaining his little heart out.
“So I saddle up my horse and I ride into the city!” he half-screamed, half-sang. “And I make a lotta noise, ‘cause the boys they are so pretty~"
He winked at Sasuke. And like a schoolgirl, Sasuke felt his face burn with a blush over it. Gods, what right does he have to be so cute…
“Nah, he’s fine.”
“Sasuke, you know how he gets after the karaoke sing-along time drunk wears off-”
“I'll handle it,” he dismissed
Sasuke had never heard a more disgusted- or disgusting- scoff than the one Sakura produced at that moment.
“Unbelievable! You’re into it, aren’t you!” she accused, tone edging toward horrified. Sasuke just shrugged. Who wouldn’t be into a scantily clad himbo serenading them? he wanted to say, but he didn’t feel like dealing with her open abhorrence. He could practically hear her incessant screeching already: ”Seriously, Sasuke, ewww! He’s, like, my brother, that’s so gross!”
So he kept his mouth shut and simply enjoyed the show.
If Naruto was wearing any more clothing, the show likely would have included a striptease. Sasuke lamented not making him wear chaps for only a moment before Naruto turned around and swung his hips in a wide circle- perhaps to mimic a lasso? Sasuke couldn't be sure, but he did know one thing for certain: his eyes were glued to that ass. It's the denim booty shorts… they’re really working for him… Or maybe they’re just really working for me…_
“Ew, you are!” Sakura shrieked. “That’s it, I’m gonna go find Karin and Ino! Stay outta my room!”
Sasuke mimed her talking with his hand. Like they hadn’t learned their lesson the last time they “borrowed” Sakura’s room during a party (Naruto’s fault).
“Ugh! Insufferable!” she snarled as she turned on her heel and left. Volatile drunk, she is… And I wouldn’t dream of touching her room… again... He raised a brow to himself, covering a devious grin with his cup. A coat closet or bathroom, though…
“EVERYBODY SAYS?!”
Naruto held out the microphone to the room, screaming along with a chorus of other drunk, tone-deaf voices: “SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY!”
Naruto winked again, pointing the microphone right at Sasuke and sticking out his tongue as if to say I see you not participating, you bastard! Sasuke rolled his eyes. Fuck’s sake, Naruto…
To make up for it, Sasuke dropped his cup to flash a grin. One only for him. Only for you, usuratonkachi…
“YEEHAW!” Naruto cried, tossing the microphone to Tenten for the next round as the song ended.
He leapt off the make-shift stage, through the other party-goers, and straight into Sasuke’s arms. Sasuke felt his drink slosh dangerously in his cup, but he didn’t care much if it spilled. He cared far more about the weight of Naruto’s body against his, the heat radiating off him despite wearing only a cropped vest on his upper half, the proud surgery scars still red and new beneath exposed nipples, the cowboy hat that nearly took out Sasuke’s eye when Naruto withdrew to gift him with a dazzling smile.
“That was for you, Saaas! Did ya like it, d’ya like it, huh? Huh?”
He bonked their foreheads together, making Sasuke wince before he could answer.
“Dobe, that hurt… but yeah, you did good,” he answered, adjusting both of their hats.
“YAY, d’ya hear that?! He said I did GOOD!” Naruto crowed. Their friends laughed, encouraging him further, and Naruto buried his face in Sasuke’s jacket. “Was all for you, Saaas! Happy Halloweeen!”
Sasuke chuckled, catching Naruto’s hat right as it fell off his head.
“You’re polluted,” Sasuke noted. “You need some fresh air.”
“Yay, outside! Outside, outside, le’s go outsiiide!”
Naruto launched himself full-force into a made-up song about taking a walk outside the whole way there. Sasuke dragged him through the halls, out the back door, and onto the lawn chairs stationed around an unlit fire pit. Sasuke busied himself throwing logs onto it while Naruto narrated his every action in song.
“Throwin’ a log, Sasuke’s so strong! Gonna make a fire for his chilly lil frog!”
Sasuke laughed outright at that one.
“Is that you? The chilly lil frog?”
“Yeah, tha’s me!” Naruto agreed, giggling.
“You’re ridiculous,” Sasuke sighed in mock-exasperation.
“I know, don’t ya love it!”
“Hn… yeah…”
Naruto’s face went doughy with affection. His eyes were warmer than any fire Sasuke could set.
“You do?”
“… yeah…”
Sasuke felt suddenly timid, turning away to rearrange the wood in the pit.
“YAAAY, Sasuke loves me!” Naruto cheered, pulling his legs up onto the chair with him and rocking a little in his excitement.
“You’re acting like that’s some sorta revelation,” Sasuke scoffed, thanking the gods for the cover of night to hide his raging blush.
“Love is always a revelation!”
Sasuke furrowed his brow, about to ask what that meant when Naruto spontaneously elaborated: “No matter how sure you are it’s there, you can always be surprised by the way it shoes up! Like, you normally try to avoid admitting it but today you just agreed with me, for no reason! That’s a revelation! That’s LOVE, BABYYY!”
“Fuck’s sake, Naruto, keep your voice down!” Sasuke chided. “Other people live here!”
“Fuck ‘em, we’re in love and everybody should know it!”
Naruto chose the moment the fire sparked to lurch back up to his feet. Sasuke promptly abandoned him to catch him. Naruto had no balance left to speak of, clinging to the fringe on Sasuke’s cowboy jacket.
“Usuratonkachi, I’m working with fire! Sit your ass back down before you burn yourself!”
“Burned for the sake of love, Sasuke!”
He didn’t get a chance to ask Naruto what that meant, either, because his mood abruptly shifted, pulling Sasuke into a kiss. He resisted for only a second, until he realized what was happening and immediately relaxed into it. Naruto purred delightedly, licking Sasuke’s lower lip and finding his mouth already opening for him.
“Mmm…”
Sasuke wasn’t sure which of them made that sound. All he knew was he was drunk, too, and the fire was starting to rise behind him, and they should definitely do this sitting down. Whatever this was. So Sasuke pushed until the back of Naruto’s knees hit a chair and he sank into it, dragging Sasuke down with him by the lapels of his jacket. Sasuke clamored for a moment, until he managed to get his knees wedged in either side of Naruto’s thighs.
“Is this all you wanted?” Sasuke teased when they parted to breathe. Naruto was already panting noisily. “Sing me a song and take advantage of me while I’m still star-struck?”
Naruto laughed. It rang pure and bright as a bell. Sasuke wanted to capture the sound and play it in a music box, wanted to feel it always in his ears. I really am in love… Stupid little thing got me hook, line, and sinker…
“Me, take advantage of you? You’re so funny!” Naruto tittered. “If anything, you’re the one taking advantage of me!”
“Oh yeah? How? ‘Cause you’re sooo drunk you don’t what’s going on, hm?”
He flicked Naruto’s nose, earning a sharp yelp and an adorable pout.
“You know exactly what you’re doing. Don’t play dumb with me.”
“I’m not playin’ dumb, I’m playin’ coy!” Naruto corrected, boisterously, with no regard for Sasuke’s eardrums.
“Well, it’s not working, loud-mouth. You’re way too obvious.”
“You’re way too obvious.”
“You’re not making any sense.”
“Then shut me up about it!”
That was all the encouragement Sasuke needed. Naruto’s smirk was just too cute to resist; Sasuke ate it up like candy, sucking Naruto’s tongue like a lollipop until he mewled into Sasuke’s mouth.
“Haah… Sasu… eep-!”
Naruto squeaked when Sasuke pinched his nipples. They were finally getting their sensitivity back, and he just couldn’t resist abusing them at every opportunity. Especially when he’d had them on display all night like that…
“D-Don’t… tease me!” Naruto whined.
“You started it,” Sasuke huffed, breath puffing visibly against Naruto’s jaw before he leaned in to suck Naruto’s throat.
“Oh, d-don’t…!”
“Don’t what?”
Naruto pinched his lower lip between his teeth, eyes squinted as he tried to keep himself from screwing them shut, hips stuttering again Sasuke’s in an aborted attempt to start grinding.
“Well, don’t stooop…” he whined. Sasuke just shook his head, continuing his journey down Naruto’s neck and leaving wet, hot kisses like cobblestone paths down to his collarbones.
“Such an indecisive little bitch…”
“Your indecisive little bitch… ’n’ it’s not my fault, you’re getting me all- all- ahhh…”
Sasuke chose that moment to start moving, hips grinding with the rasp of denim-on-denim in Naruto’s lap.
“All worked up?” Sasuke finished. Naruto nodded, eyes already hazy.
“Uh-huh…”
Sasuke chuckled darkly this time, leaning back in to claim that open mouth of his with Sasuke’s own tongue. Naruto accepted it, and Sasuke swallowed his moan.
“You know… you really shouldn’t… start something you… don’t intend to finish,” Sasuke mumbled between kisses, his own eyes starting to shutter. Naruto caught his thumbs in Sasuke’s belt loops, using them to tug him closer, to strengthen his motions.
“I ‘tend to finish,” he muttered back, moving to suck a sensitive spot along Sasuke’s jaw. “Just gotta do it quick…”
The smoke from the fire did the bare minimum at hiding them. Sasuke was facing the back door; if he could only pay attention to it and Naruto at the same time, it was unlikely they’d be caught. But I’m… he’s…
A stifled moan hummed in Sasuke’s throat as Naruto licked his way down it. He shivered, and it had nothing to do with the chill breeze; if anything, it was because Naruto slipped a warm hand under Sasuke’s jacket, scratching lightly along Sasuke’s spine.
“Usura… tonkachi… how do you even- mmnnnhh…”
“How do I even think this is gonna work?” Naruto guessed, his other hand snapping open Sasuke’s plastic belt buckle. It sounded like it broke, but neither could be bothered by something like that right now, not when the urgency of their desire was becoming more and more apparent. “Easy: we’re gonna jerk each other off. Right here, right now.”
“W… We are, huh…?”
Sasuke tried to make it sound like a challenge, but he was already too far gone and they both knew it. No point resisting it… We wouldn’t be able to keep our hands off each other if we stopped here, and I don’t wanna hear everyone complain about PDA…
The final nail in the coffin was Naruto opening Sasuke’s pants and jacket, the metal snaps just as unresisting as Sasuke himself.
“Yeah, we are.”
Naruto’s smile made his teeth graze Sasuke’s neck before he opened his jaw and started to nibble. At the same time, Naruto slipped two fingers down the front of Sasuke’s briefs, traversing the soft patch of black hairs to sweep against Sasuke’s t-dick. He gasped and gritted his teeth to keep from crying out: Naruto’s fingers were cooler than Sasuke’s groin, the shock surprising but not unpleasant.
“Oh, that’s…”
Naruto trailed off, groaning, and sucked a hickey onto Sasuke’s skin.
“Uhhn… hot…?” Sasuke guessed.
“So hot…” Naruto mumbled, biting at every inch of exposed flesh he could reach as he curled his fingers, knuckles sliding either side of Sasuke’s damp cock.
“Haahh… f-fuck…”
Sasuke couldn’t get an arm between them, but Naruto didn’t seem to mind; he was already panting harder, getting excited just from Sasuke moving in his lap like this.
“Gods, Sasuke… feels good… love your cock…”
Sasuke squirmed with a bitten-off whimper. Naruto’s praises always made him needy- far needier than he ever cared to admit- and with a time limit making the pressure build, Sasuke found himself dripping right there in his pants. Fuck, I can’t I need-
“-these off, get ‘em off,” Sasuke ordered, snagging his finger on the button of Naruto’s shorts and popping it open.
“Oh, fuck yes,” Naruto hissed, wriggling out of them only enough that he could get his own t-dick out. In a feat of flexibility, Sasuke got one leg out of his shorts and briefs without getting off the chair and fitted their cocks together between his fingers. Naruto gathered more of their fluids from beneath while Sasuke concentrated on getting his bare leg under Naruto’s. Like that, he finally found the right angle to frot with him, both moaning when their cocks made contact with a wet glide. “N… Nobody’s coming, right?”
Sasuke’s gaze shot up into the dark. The party still raged inside, and he could hear voices drifting back to them from the front porch, but no one seemed to be joining them anytime soon. They were still alone out here in the backyard.
“Just us,” Sasuke confirmed.
The crackle of scorched wood became syncopated with the smacking of their lips. Sasuke’s whole body blazed even in the cold, warmed at the back by the fire and warmed at the front by Naruto. All he could smell was campfire and Naruto’s cheap cologne, the alcoholic scent complimenting that which seeped from their pores.
“This might… haah... be th’riskiest thing… we’ve ever done,” Naruto huffed. Sasuke nodded, fitting their mouths back together for a deep, deep makeout. Naruto moaned into it, curling backward as well as he could in that flimsy chair and spreading his legs.
“Y’wanted it… lil whore…”
“Your lil whore,” Naruto agreed.
That smile. That half-delirious grin of his was what did Sasuke in; he shuddered with a loud moan, much louder than he ever intended to be, as he came. His dick was pressed tight to Naruto’s, Sasuke’s fingers squeezing Naruto’s into a vice-like pinch around them both. Naruto rutted into it, breaths high and fast as his pupils blew wide.
“Sas… Sasu… !”
An extra jolt of pleasure wracked Sasuke’s body as he watched Naruto unravel.
“Haaahhh…”
Naruto was always shockingly quiet when he finally finished. Sasuke stroked Naruto softly through the rest of his climax, his body relaxing in time with the slow peter out. In the cool down, Naruto gave him another- more satisfied- grin.
Sasuke slid off Naruto’s lap and onto the ground. He shook his fingers off, wiped them in the grass, and buttoned Naruto’s shorts back up for him. Naruto clumsily wiped his own fingers off on the inside of his vest, shivering from cold this time. But he was still smiling way too wide, his pupils still blown dramatically within the clear blue of his irises as he watched Sasuke use him and the chair for cover while he pulled his own shorts back on.
“Well, yee-fuckin’-haw.”
They blinked at each other. Sasuke snorted, trying to fend off laughter. To which Naruto, predictably, cackled so loud he woke half the neighborhood dogs. My little trouble-making attention whore…