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Lonely Relief

Sasuke was still sitting on the floor, listening as Naruto's steps faded farther away, until he heard the door to his house slide open and shut. Then... Silence. All Sasuke could hear was his heartbeat thumping louder and louder, still taken by the moment before. He knew that, from then on, he'd lost the power. For some reason, no matter how hard he tried to over power the blonde, there was always something Naruto could do to get it back and hold it over him effortlessly. He wished he could be more bothered by it, but that wasn't the case anymore. He only wanted to beg for Naruto to hold that power over him for the rest of his life. Sasuke was all too familiar with desperation for power, and seeing it used in this lustful way, was exciting and new. It helped him channel his want for control, but switch it from being based in aggression to now lust. And while lust isn't all he felt for Naruto, it was what he was feeling right then and there and it was strong.

Sasuke was still sweating from the stalking he'd done earlier, but he looked down at his pants and his tight erection hadn't left. As he stared down, he remembered how insignificant love and sex and pleasure was throughout his teenage years. He'd never even experienced something this... Painful? If he hadn't been so flustered, he'd have run after Naruto to ask for relief of some sort, but that was out of the question now. When they were on their mission and he'd felt the blood rush to his lower half, he was actually able to achieve what he needed, but he didn't do it alone. It seemed easy enough to shake away an erection if you were desperate, but he didn't know how exciting it would be to not share in that pleasure with someone else. Part of the reason he was able to get hard and then find that relief was because Naruto was helping. If it was just Sasuke and his erection, he was less than sure he'd be able to feel the same way as before.

However, he could feel his erection pulsing still, as strong as it was five minutes ago. If it wasn't so annoyingly painful, he'd ignore it. Yet, here he was, on the ground, alone, without anyone to guide him in any other direction other than the one his hand was heading towards now. He needed to get rid of it, or he'd be stuck on the ground for however long it took to lose interest. As he unzipped his pants and pushed his hand towards his member, he grimaced. Something felt oddly dirty about relieving himself... He couldn't tell if this would help him or just make him more desperate for relief constantly. His hand and his head were on two different pages though, because only a second later was his hand fully gripping his erect length. He shuddered at the touch. It was surprisingly nice. As he pulled his cock out into full view, he saw the wetness leaking from the tip. This was the power Naruto had over him. It was a power that lingered even after he'd been gone for ten minutes or more. Sasuke kept gripping onto his member letting it beg for more attention. The air outside his pants was sharp and caused his cock to twitch ever so slightly. Even though part of the raven was desperate to relieve himself, another part of him wanted to see how long he could handle the pain. He wanted to overpower Naruto and prove to himself that he wasn't a slave to his desires, even if Naruto wasn't there to see it. It was so difficult though.

It'd been only thirty seconds since he'd let his cock out to breathe, and when he moved his hand along the length a small amount, it sent Sasuke's eyes wide open. He felt a rush of immense pleasure run through his system instantaneously. This is what he'd been missing for the last few years? By touching himself, he was learning what pleasures he could provide. If he liked it, the blonde probably would to... He remembered how, when he was intimate with Naruto on their mission, it had felt as though Naruto knew exactly what to do to get Sasuke overheated. Did Naruto do... This? And did he do it often? Sasuke moved his hand down his length again and his toes curled in as he sharply inhaled.

He knew that pleasuring one's self was only slightly taboo. It was like admitting defeat, but, more than that, it was addictive. Depending on how often he engaged his body this way, would he feel the relief he needed to so often that Naruto's assistance was no longer necessary? There was no way Sasuke's hand could replace the real deal... Sasuke's movement along his cock was thrilling, even though he was solo, but he couldn't help but picture his hand being replaced by Naruto's. That's how he knew that Naruto's presence would always make the pleasure more... Pleasurable. This would never compare to the real deal, but it'd have to do for now. He couldn't handle the idea of stopping now that he'd gotten another taste of what relief he could receive.