My Ex Want To Marry Again

Part - XXX

12th Nov, 2023
12:12

It was late when Shikamaru finally left. Naruto kept trying to imagine a fiery Hinata ordering Gaara and Itachi around. It provided several minutes of amusement. But after a while, his mind shifted back to what tomorrow at the office would be like. And lunch with Sasuke. What would they even talk about in a public setting? Work? Friends? Their 'marriage', and whether or not to file?

And that brought Naruto full circle to the one looming fact that his brain had been contemplating from a safe distance as though it were a UFO. He was still married to Sasuke. And what the fuck did that even mean now? Did he want to still be married to Sasuke? He had finally made his peace with the divorce. Finally, finally, finally he had gotten his shit together enough to be ok with no longer having his life touch Sasuke's. Hadn't he? But then why did he feel this sense of almost elation that Sasuke had decided not to go through with it? That it was somehow a small miracle that he was still married to Sasuke? Even if he simultaneously broke out in a cold sweat of sheer panic at the thought of being back with him. And what the hell would he talk about tomorrow at lunch with his estranged husband?

Husband. The word resonated through him, and his body reacted instantly and aggressively to it blending the word with the image of Sasuke. Naruto looked down, and literally rolled his eyes at his own dick, which had sprung to throbbing attention. "Seriously? That's what you want to jump straight into?" He asked himself in a completely exasperated voice. No, he was not talking to his dick. Just... out loud to himself in his bedroom. Because that was more socially acceptable. Right? He ignored the sound of his own teeth grinding, and walked to the bathroom to relieve himself of the tension between his thighs. Having gone two years without sex until Yahiko, he had gotten pretty efficient at self-service. And whatever happened between him and Sasuke, Naruto wanted it to start with what was in their heads and hearts, not what was in their pants. Sex had never been their problem. If things were going to get resolved, it had to start with fixing what was wrong, not what was right.

He just really hoped he had enough willpower to hold to that.

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Sasuke groaned as his hands slid over the smooth, tan skin. He felt the heat searing through him at every point of contact between his body and the hard body twining around him. Excruciating pleasure crashed over him, as he felt his body slam into that of his lover's, again and again. And the voice, the words that always were said, whispered in his ear by that low, husky voice like a mantra. "God, Sasuke, I love you so fucking much."

Sasuke woke up, shuddering in the aftermath of the intense pleasure of the dream. It has been almost six months since he had had one of his 'Naruto' dreams, and felt the hollow emptiness in his chest of waking up alone in his bed. Usually, he'd be swamped with that empty feeling for hours, but today the emptiness faded into anticipation as he remembered the night before, and the fact that he would be seeing Naruto again today at the office. After what had happened, or more specifically what had almost happened but didn't in Naruto's studio, his body had been full of pent-up desire. He wouldn't trivialize it and call it lust. It was more than that. Sure, he loved Naruto's body. I mean, who wouldn't? But he had slept with other people with fantastic bodies. And barely gotten off. He loved Naruto: Naruto's passion, his honesty, his integrity, his humor... all of it wrapped into that unbelievably sexy and humble package of Naruto. He got up and threw his now sticky boxers in the hamper and went and took a shower.

He had done some hard thinking when he had gotten home last night. He wanted Naruto back. All the reasons he had wanted to divorce Naruto in the first place were gone. And he didn't blame him for his relationship with Yahiko, though he was going to do everything in his power to end that completely and abruptly. Last night had made it painfully clear that Naruto had never betrayed him. And it had also given him hope that things could be resolved between them. Naruto didn't hate him. That had been a tremendous relief. But Sasuke knew that Naruto still hadn't fully forgiven him either. Or at least, he hadn't fully resolved what he felt about Sasuke after so much time had passed, and so much damage had been wrought. Sasuke understood that. He accepted that challenge. As long as Naruto didn't hate him, as long as he at least was willing to try to understand why Sasuke had done what he'd done, then there was a way to mend this. Naruto's rejection of him that night before had hurt, even though he should have expected it. Sasuke hadn't been thinking clearly at the time, his mind clouded by alcohol and lust, and he had acted rashly. But he wouldn't make the same mistake again. He would let Naruto come to him this time. He needed to give Naruto the chance to vent his anger, and come to terms with it. And he needed to remind Naruto of why they had worked so well together in the first place, of all the reasons that they were the only two people for each other.