Naruto x Sasuke back together

Chapter 8

The pull was too strong to resist, and Sasuke's mind was clouded with thoughts of Naruto. The responsible thing would have been to stay away, to let Naruto ride out his rut in isolation, but he couldn't do it. Not after the last time. The memory of how close they had been, how intense the desire had burned between them—it haunted Sasuke. He wanted more, craved more. And tonight, he was going to take it.

Breaking into Naruto's holding chamber had been easy. The guards hadn't stood a chance, their bodies fell to the ground unconscious before they even realized what was happening. Sasuke moved like a shadow, slipping into the room where Naruto was held, the heavy door sliding shut behind him.

Naruto was there, pacing, restless. His skin gleamed with sweat, his chest heaving, and his eyes—those fiery eyes—glowed with an animalistic hunger. Sasuke's breath caught in his throat. The sight of Naruto, caught in the throes of his rut, was intoxicating. What was he thinking leaving him alone like this Naruto was absolutely in a lot of pain.

Sasuke's gaze drifted lower. Naruto's fox ears twitched with each of Sasuke's movements, his tail swishing behind him in frustration. The change was more pronounced than before, his instincts in full control, making him seem wilder, more dangerous.

"Sasuke?" Naruto's voice was a growl, low and rough, filled with raw need.

Sasuke moved without thinking, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. "I shouldn't be here," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. His hand reached out, fingers curling into the fabric of Naruto's shirt, pulling him close. "But I couldn't stay away."

Naruto's breath hitched, his body trembling. His tail swished violently, knocking over a nearby table as his body responded to Sasuke's presence. "I can't... I can't control it," Naruto gasped, his voice thick with desperation.

"You don't have to," Sasuke whispered against his ear, feeling the heat radiating off Naruto's body. He pressed his lips to Naruto's neck, sucking at the sensitive skin, feeling the way Naruto's body bucked against him. The need between them was palpable, like an electric current, impossible to ignore.

Naruto's hands flew to Sasuke's waist, gripping tightly as if he were afraid Sasuke might pull away. His claws dug into Sasuke's skin, not enough to break the surface, but enough to leave marks. His strength was nearly uncontrollable, his power spilling out of him as his rut took full effect. The walls around them began to shake as his chakra flared, fueled by his overwhelming desire.

Sasuke's breath quickened, and with one fluid motion, he ripped Naruto's shirt open, exposing his chest. His fingers traced the lines of Naruto's muscles, feeling the heat and the power beneath his skin. Every inch of Naruto was on fire, and Sasuke wanted nothing more than to drown in it.

Naruto's tail lashed out, knocking over another piece of furniture, and the ceiling above them began to crack under the pressure of their combined power. Sasuke didn't care. All he could focus on was Naruto—the way his body shuddered with every touch, the way his eyes darkened with lust, the way his ears twitched as Sasuke's hands roamed lower.

With a rough growl, Naruto tore at Sasuke's clothes, his claws slicing through the fabric like it was nothing. Sasuke didn't resist. He wanted this—wanted Naruto to lose control, to give in to the primal instincts that were clawing at him. And when their bodies finally pressed together, skin against skin, the world around them seemed to shatter.

Naruto's chakra flared again, and the force of it sent cracks racing through the walls, the air humming with energy. But Sasuke barely noticed. His mind was consumed with the feeling of Naruto's body against his own, the heat, the raw power, the way Naruto's hips ground against him in desperate need.

"Sasuke," Naruto gasped, his voice trembling as Sasuke's hand moved lower, his fingers almost brushed him.  "Please..."

Sasuke didn't hesitate. He touched his bare skin, and the reaction was immediate. Naruto's body jerked, his back arching as a surprised sound escaped his lips. His heart raced, and he instinctively pulled Sasuke closer, their closeness igniting a spark of energy between them.

The tension in the air was unbearable, their emotions swirling and colliding with every movement. The room vibrated slightly, the force of their combined chakra creating a faint glow around them. But neither of them cared. All that mattered was this—this moment, this bond.

Naruto's hands found their way to Sasuke's waistband, fumbling as he tried to get closer, eager for more connection. Sasuke felt a rush of heat, a mix of nervousness and excitement. They moved in rhythm, their bodies pressing together, breaths mingling as they lost themselves in the moment.

The room around them was falling apart, the walls cracking, the furniture breaking, but Sasuke was lost in the heat of Naruto's rut, in the way their bodies fit together, in the way Naruto's power crashed over him like a wave.

Naruto's tail tightened around Sasuke, pulling him impossibly closer, and Sasuke responded in kind, his body grinding against Naruto's with a desperation that matched the fox's own. Their powers surged, their chakra swirling in a violent storm that ripped through the room, destroying everything in its path.

And then, with one final thrust, they both broke. Naruto's body tensed, his eyes rolling back as he came, his chakra flaring so powerfully that the entire compound trembled. Sasuke followed a moment later, his own body shuddering with the force of his release, his hands gripping Naruto's shoulders as if holding on for dear life.

When it was over, they collapsed in a heap on the floor, their bodies slick with sweat and exhaustion. The room around them was in ruins, the walls crumbling, the ceiling barely holding together. But none of that mattered. All that mattered was the way Naruto's body felt against his own, the way their hearts beat in sync, the way Naruto's tail still wrapped possessively around his leg.

Naruto's fox ears twitched as he nuzzled into Sasuke's neck, his breath still coming in shallow gasps. "I... I don't remember everything, but..." He trailed off, his voice soft, almost unsure.

Sasuke stroked Naruto's hair, his fingers brushing over the soft fur of his ears. "It doesn't matter," he whispered. "I'm here."

Naruto's tail flicked lazily, and for the first time in a long while, Sasuke felt at peace.