All for the Sake of Pleasure

Chapter 34

"Please?"
"No!"
"Pretty please? I promise you'll like it."
"W-What? No!"
"Maa...you taught Sasuke, why not me?"
Iruka spluttered at those words as his face took on a bright pink tinge. "H-How the hell did you know that? And the answer is still no!" The brunet glared pointedly at his lover as Kakashi gave him the most pitiful puppy dog look he had ever seen. Iruka pursed his lips, trying desperately not to fall for Kakashi's manipulations.
But it was terribly difficult to ignore his lover's pleas as Kakashi's fingers drifted along his side. Even worse, Kakashi had him pinned against the kitchen counter so Iruka could not escape the jounin's begging. Any wriggling Iruka did in attempts to free himself only resulted in pressing his lower body against Kakashi's erection. Arousal was an almost permanent state for Kakashi, Iruka had come to quickly learn in the time he had been the jounin's chronically exhausted, but unquestionably satisfied lover.
And what was worse, Iruka had also come to learn that Kakashi was very much like his ninken. He refused to let something go once he had sunk his proverbial teeth into it.
For weeks Iruka had been listening to Kakashi's persistent pleas to learn the sexy no jutsu, but he had refused every single time. The mere thought of giving in and showing Kakashi his infamous jutsu made Iruka's cheeks warm and his voice to fail him. He could not do something so underhanded to Konoha – no one would survive the nosebleed epidemic if Kakashi discovered how to turn himself into Jiraiya's fantasy woman. Iruka had the feeling his lover may just play out every single one of those sordid Icha Icha plots in public if he could. Mental images of a female Kakashi only made things worse. Would Kakashi choose to be a curvaceous woman like Naruto or would he keep his lankiness?
The thought of his brother made Iruka remember that today was Sasuke and Naruto's anniversary. Anything to keep himself from reconsidering his refusal to teach his lover the sexy no jutsu, Iruka clung to thoughts of his brother and Sasuke. But that only made matters worse – because those two were the only other people who knew the jutsu...and Iruka knew just what they were up to today. Unable to stop himself, Iruka's face felt like it caught on fire as he realized just what his stoic adoptive brother must be doing right now.
The mental image of a female Kakashi was one thing – a woman version of Sasuke was far worse. Kakashi did not care what others thought about his looks. He may even look eerily similar to his real self if Iruka ever taught him the jutsu. Sasuke, on the other hand, had been the village's pretty boy for so long, he would not settle for anything less than feminine perfection. Iruka could only imagine Sasuke's idea of the ideal woman would be a goddess that may just very well seduce any breathing organism she came near. Gay, straight, bi, asexual – it wouldn't matter...
Poor Naruto never even had a chance.
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Naruto all but slammed into the doorframe as he attempted to right himself before he crumpled to the floor. The pain that ran through his shoulder was nothing compared to the fear he felt when he heard a faint crack as he, once again, broke the poor doorframe. Of course, the last time he did it, he had his legs wrapped around Sasuke's middle as they christened their home the day they moved in. But that had not stopped Sasuke from "punishing" him for hours upon glorious, downright sinful hours for wrecking the apartment only an hour after signing the final paperwork.
Shaking his head to rid the haziness from his vision, the blonde cursed his friends for taking him on that stupid mission. Of course he couldn't have known they would get sidetracked in Suna for a few extra days – or else Naruto would have never agreed to go with them. It was supposed to be a simple three-day mission: take a document to Gaara and come back. Who would have guessed that they had gotten there for Suna's biggest festival of the year?
It was like it was a whole conspiracy. Why the hell would Lee, Shikamaru, and Kiba demand that Naruto accompany them on a mission any pre-genin could accomplish with their hands tied behind their backs? Not to mention Naruto couldn't shake the sense he was missing something. He would catch the looks his friends gave each other when they thought he wasn't looking. Their surprised expressions when they got into Suna and were bombarded by drunken revelers did not feel sincere. The spirited way they argued with him to stay and enjoy himself for a few days had set of warning bells in the blonde's head. It was almost as though they had planned to keep him in Suna for a few days, though Naruto had no idea why they would do such a thing.
Naruto at least had enough sense to know that, if he stayed too long, he might not get back in time for his anniversary. He also knew he would never live it down if Sasuke was left alone in Konoha on such a special day.
No matter what his good intentions were, his plan to immediately return to Konoha was shattered with a single remark from Gaara of all people. The soft-spoken kage had dared to mock him for not joining the festivities and wanting to return to Konoha so soon. And, even though his conscience was screaming at him not to take the bait, no one called Naruto a wimp and got away with it.
So here he was, somehow having made his way back to Konoha even before his last drinking challenge had completely worn off. Damn, whatever that clear shit Gaara had given him had burned like the fires of hell, but it was definitely something that kept up with their demonically high tolerance. For the first time in his life, Naruto had gotten completely shit-faced as the two demon containers went shot-for-shot until the Kazekage passed out and the future Hokage fell off his suspiciously wobbly chair.
Through the blurry eyes of a drunk, Naruto had somehow gotten back with only a few scratches as he stumbled over tree roots that had mysteriously appeared underneath his feet. He had no idea how long it took him to get back to Konoha, but he had the feeling he just made a new record for drunken transporting and using summonings to speed up his pace.
Even more impressive was that he had gotten the front door open. He may have dropped the key a few times in his attempts, but at least Sasuke was not around to see him in his alcohol-induced clumsiness. Sasuke would find it hysterical that Naruto had finally found his limit. After years of dealing with Sasuke's drunken groping and having to carry his seme back to their apartment after another night of drinking with Kakashi and other friends, Naruto had wished he could have experienced that kind of inhibition. The Kyuubi, however, made it nearly impossible for him to even get a buzz, much less become completely drunk.
Well, thanks to Gaara, he now knew what it was like – and it sucked. His head hurt, he couldn't recall where the hell he had put his shoes, much less his apartment key once he had gotten through the front door, and he could only wonder where Sasuke was and why his dark-haired lover wasn't witnessing all of this.
Shaking his head, Naruto blinked until his vision started clearing up enough for him to make his way to the bedroom on unsteady legs. As soon as he opened the closed door and entered the room, Naruto winced at the unexpected bright light. It took him a moment to notice that there was a very good reason for the bedroom lights to be on at such a late hour.
Naruto could not stop his jaw from dropping to the floor as he stared at the stranger sprawled across his bed.
The young woman let out a huff as she flipped a page of the book she was reading, apparently not noticing she had a spectator. Naruto had the feeling that, if she knew she was not alone, she might squeak and attempt to cover up her deliciously naked form. Instead, she remained propped up on her elbows, reading the thick tome in her hands, as her feet kicked absent-mindedly in the air.
Before she noticed his presence, Naruto got more than an eyeful of her perfectly curved ass that was only emphasized by her otherwise lithe form. Now that was a rear on par with Sasuke's – the fact that there were two such asses in the world made Naruto's mouth water. He wouldn't be able to contain himself if both Sasuke and this woman were in a room together. His hands would grow minds of their own and start pinching and groping uncontrollably. There might even be a little nibbling in order.
Judging from her long, lean legs and elongated torso, she had to be about his height. From the supple appearance of her body, she had to be a shinobi – but how Naruto had never met her before, he had no idea. His blue gaze raked along the delicate line of her spine as it trailed up her pale back and to her graceful neck, where it disappeared underneath a forest of glossy black waves that otherwise covered her upper body from his lecherous view.
Her long tresses covered up her facial features as well as her arms and breasts, but judging from what he could see, Naruto knew that the rest of her had to be breathtaking. Despite his love and inhuman lust towards Sasuke, Naruto found his cock rising at the hope she would turn her head toward him. He hardened at the thought of catching a glimpse of her long, delicate fingers as they brushed her hair behind an ear, revealing a face that would put any other woman to shame.
Then, as though he had spoken his dreams aloud, the woman shifted, tilting her head towards him as she pulled her hair out of her face. Whatever Naruto had been expecting to see, it was certainly not the thin, raised eyebrow as the kunoichi looked at him through suspiciously familiar thick-rimmed glasses.
She had the biggest, most beautiful eyes Naruto had ever seen, but they were nothing in comparison to the rest of her features. She had a long, perfectly sculpted nose that matched with the rest of her elongated face. Her lips were a masterpiece, the lower one a shade darker and plumper than the upper one as she released it from between pearly teeth. The slight pink to her otherwise ivory cheeks was almost as seductive as the sight of her nibbling her lip. Whether it was surprise, fear, or embarrassment, Naruto had no idea what emotion was causing her blush, but he hoped it was the third. Or, if he was the luckiest bastard in the world, it had been the desire that now darkened her eyes as she looked him up and down with a hungry glance.
"Where the hell have you been, dumbass?" she asked, her soprano voice a shocking surprise. For some reason, Naruto had been expecting those exact words from his lover's deep, rumbling tone. Those were Sasuke's glasses, those were Sasuke's mannerisms, and that had to be one of his lover's thick books in her hands. Hell that had even been Sasuke's favorite reading position. But this woman, though her beauty certainly rivaled Sasuke's and Naruto's intense physical response to her was identical to that towards the Uchiha, was certainly not his prudish lover.
Then again...he did have a raven-haired beauty lying naked in his bed and he was drunk. Whatever daydream he was having, it was a damn good one. Either that or he stumbled into the wrong apartment and just happened to find Sasuke's female look-a-like. Dreaming sounded far more believable at the moment.
"I think I'm hallucinating?" Naruto mumbled as he shook his head, expecting to see his very male lover in their bed when he opened his eyes again, but the feminine vision before him did not disappear. If anything, his daydream only got better as she shifted on the bed, turning to her side and revealing a flat, toned belly and a triangle of curled hair between her long legs. If not for her long ebony locks, Naruto might have even caught a glimpse of the twin globes that she made no move to otherwise cover up. Had he not been too far gone to accomplish such a feat, he may have even used a gentle wind jutsu to blow those long strands away from her chest so that he could get his fill before his dream left him. But, in his current condition, he had the feeling he might just blow her off the bed on accident.
"Are you drunk?" Sasuke's eyebrow, if possible rose even higher as she studied her lover, who was currently clinging to the door as though it was the only thing holding him upright. Forcing her cheeks to not take on a vibrant red was a feat in itself; somehow keeping her hands calmly on the bed when all she wanted to do was cover her naked body up was an act of heroism.
Sasuke had to blackmail and beg almost everyone to work out this anniversary present – and Naruto came back drunk? Despite her best attempts, Sasuke let out a growl that somehow came out as more of a squeak. Even after spending quite some time as a woman to grow accustomed to her newly acquired form, Sasuke still couldn't completely get used to her higher voice and all its accompanying sounds.
Ignoring the fact she just let out a squeal of anger, Sasuke decided Lee would be the first to go. Yes, he would kill the idiot slowly. He now had to convince Iruka to let Saki one day have 'youthful' lessons with the moron just to get Lee on board without explaining everything. Kiba, that was easy – all he had to do was agree to let him have a vacation from ANBU so that he could whisk Chouji away for a romantic weekend. Shikamaru, well, he was so bored, he just went along with the faked mission so he had something to do.
He had to all but sell his soul – as well as a good chunk of his fortune – to Gaara to get the kage to host a festival in his village so that they could keep Naruto away from Konoha for a few days.
He had not been expecting his plans to work so well. He had had almost an entire week to work out his sexy no jutsu without his lover's presence in the village. It was a relief to know Naruto wouldn't walk in the apartment to find a naked, female Sasuke as she studied herself in front of a mirror, thus ruining his anniversary surprise. But six days was more than he had calculated.
As it was, Sasuke had spent their anniversary lying naked in their bed while she read through a sex manual she had snuck from Kakashi's apartment. She called it researching while waiting for her lover, expecting for Naruto to come home suddenly – and Sasuke didn't want to be caught by surprise, so she had maintained the jutsu all day, just waiting for Naruto to pop in unexpectedly. Recalling the sordid book she had read through twice, which had scandalous pictures to accompany each of the seemingly impossible positions, Sasuke took a quick glance down at the thankfully blank cover. Now, how to hide the book from Naruto before her lover became curious about what she was reading?
At least, if Naruto figured out she was researching ways to spice up their sex life – as Naruto had begged time and again – Sasuke could claim it was part of Naruto's anniversary present. Then again, Sasuke had spent most of their anniversary alone as a woman. Naruto didn't deserve kinky, cramp-ensuing positions that Sasuke was going to have to get Kakashi to explain at some point because the pictures only confused her even more.
A quick glance to the clock told Sasuke that she had, in fact, spent their entire anniversary as a woman. It was two in the morning – and if not for the fact Naruto was obviously drunk, she might have been offended. As it was, Sasuke understood that Naruto had somehow gotten back to Konoha in record time if it meant he was still feeling the effects of the booze Gaara had pumped him with. If anything, Naruto's apparent desire to get home, despite his current state, was actually adorable.
"I-I...um...hi?" Naruto waved a hand in front of his eyes, unsure what part of his hallucination was real. Was Sasuke really lying there, as he suspected, but he – for reasons far from his drunken grasp – appeared to be a woman? Or was there really a femme fatale lying on his bed and Naruto's subconscious had just attributed Sasuke-like characteristics to her?
Sighing, Sasuke sat up. There went her ideas for letting Naruto explore his desire for women. Like hell she was going to attempt this again when her lover was no longer under the effect of alcohol. If, when drunk, Naruto was too confused to do anything other than cock his head to the side, it was highly likely the blonde would either laugh or act just as uncertain when he was sober.
Prepared to dispel the jutsu and go to sleep – which would be a feat, considering she was insanely horny...those pictures, as perplexing as they were, had given her inspired daydreams about her lover that had made her feel feverish – Sasuke brought her hands up to her chest, but froze when she felt a warm touch on her cheek. Blinking, she looked up and found her gaze focusing on Naruto's bright blue eyes.
"Ehh...either I'm drunker than I thought..." Naruto stated slowly as his thumb brushed against the delicate curve of the woman's cheek, his fingertips running through her long waves of hair as his gaze focused on her black eyes. Even as drunk as he was, Naruto knew he could not mistake anyone for his lover. There was no faking those beautiful eyes. No one else could have that skin that was as pale as alabaster, but as soft and smooth as satin. No one could possibly have the same silky locks that glinted with a hint of blue they were such a dark shade. And, as Naruto's fingers drifted from her hair to the delicate curve of her shoulder, he knew no amount of alcohol could make him forget the way Sasuke shivered when he touched the sensitive backs of his arms.
It was then Naruto recalled the event a few weeks ago that had left him unable to look at Kakashi the same again. It was one thing to hear the rumors concerning his ex-sensei's sexual prowess; it was another thing entirely to hear it in practice – and on his brother of all people!
"Or that's why Iruka was using his sexy no jutsu..." Naruto mumbled to himself as his gaze dropped to his fingers as they dusted a gentle touch along his lover's narrow wrist. Now understanding that he was not hallucinating – that the woman in front of him was actually Sasuke – Naruto let out a chuckle as he dropped his head to press a kiss against his lover's cheek.
Sasuke trembled as her lover's warm touch enflamed her skin. Then, as Naruto brushed his lips against her cheek, the raven-haired jounin very nearly gasped as a jolt of pleasure ran through her, causing her lower body to pulse in a wholly unfamiliar sensation. And, despite her thorough research to prepare himself for this, Sasuke blushed in embarrassment as she felt wetness between her legs.
So this is what arousal felt like for women? If sex felt anything like this, she wasn't sure if she would survive a night as a woman. Sasuke whimpered, her perfectly sculpted legs tightening together unconsciously in attempts to alleviate the pulsating desire that tore through her.
"Why?" Naruto questioned as he sat down on the bed, eyeing his lover. Sasuke's normally colorless skin had taken on a pink tinge, and despite his drunken desire to go to sleep, he had the sinking feeling that he was not going to sleep for quite some time. As his gaze raked over his lover, catching glimpses of Sasuke's trembling form, Naruto started understanding. All exhaustion fled him as the corner of his lip curved upwards in a perverse smirk.
"H-Happy anniv-anniversary," Sasuke gasped as she arched into Naruto's curious touch, fighting desperately with herself to let her uke have his fun. Because, if she had her way, Naruto was going to be on his back in about two seconds and Sasuke would be screwing his lover for hours. It took every ounce of effort just to keep up the jutsu, much less keep her hands to herself.
Unable to stop himself, Naruto found his fingers sweeping along the hourglass figure his lover had taken on all for him. A wave of awe washed over him as his touch slid down Sasuke's now curved hip. Even drunk, he understood just how much it must have taken for Sasuke to do something like this. Not only did Sasuke have to ask Iruka for help, but Naruto had the feeling that far more people had been in on this surprise. How else could he explain his odd mission that kept him out of the village – and away from his experimenting lover – for the past week?
Not only did Sasuke have to get over his fierce desire for privacy, but he had done something Naruto had never considered the powerful man capable of. He was handing over his dominant role in their relationship. He was finally taking Naruto's requests into consideration – to be a little more adventurous in the bedroom, but this was taking things farther than Naruto had ever hoped for.
"Sheesh...and I only got you chocolate and a card..." Naruto joked as he leaned forwards, brushing his lips against Sasuke's. Though that wasn't entirely true...there were a few toys Naruto had stashed away for when he finally convinced Sasuke to try something new. Then again, those were presents for both of them...
Even as his dark-haired lover shifted in attempts to deepen their kiss, Naruto pulled away and let out a laugh when Sasuke's high-pitched whimper hit his ears. That sound was almost as arousing as the fingers that were gliding up his thigh.
"Ah, ah," Naruto chided, quickly grabbing his lover's thin wrist before Sasuke could further seduce him.
He wanted to enjoy his present – for as many hours as he could last. And, from all the books and conversations Kakashi and Jiraiya had forced on him over the years, he knew exactly how to pleasure a woman in theory. Now, for the first time in his life, he was going to put years of perverse knowledge to practice; there was no way he would let his impatient lover rush things.
Sasuke protested their slowed pace, grumbling as she tried to pull her delicate hand out of Naruto's grip, but discovered she could not break her lover's hold. Blinking in surprise, the jounin looked down at her wrist and found that Naruto's hands seemed larger than she remembered. Then again, against her jutsu-altered body, all of Naruto seemed so much bigger. Every inch of the blonde seemed to dwarf her, from his broad shoulders and chest to his each of his muscular limbs. It was a surprising realization to know that, for the first time in all the years they had known each other, Sasuke was the physically weaker one. She had never before feared Naruto's demonic strength. Even now, knowing that those large hands could easily crush her smaller body easily, Sasuke did not worry for a moment.
Naruto's grip, though powerful enough to make escape impossible, was not enough to bruise. His other hand brushed against Sasuke's body with such care, it was obvious he was in complete control of his monstrous strength. Instead of being afraid that, in their passion, Naruto might accidentally hurt her unusually fragile body, Sasuke found it thrilling. But what if she could make Naruto lose that steely control? What would Naruto do to her? A shiver of desire ran through Sasuke at that thought, forcing a gasp out of her.
Naruto smirked at the sounds coming out of Sasuke as he ran his free hand along his lover's altered body, etching the feeling of that soft, unfamiliar flesh to memory. As his fingers shifted, brushing Sasuke's long hair back, Naruto exposed his lover's breasts. Naruto's cock twitched as he stared at his entire 'anniversary present.'
Damn, it could never be said Sasuke ever did anything half-assed. Even her breasts – something Sasuke had no interest in whatsoever, so he had limited knowledge of – were downright sinful they were so faultless. A part of Naruto had to wonder how many magazines and books Sasuke must have poured over to sculpt this body into such perfection. How many hours had it taken, staring in a mirror, for Sasuke to figure out what features Naruto would prefer most? Touched by his lover's dedication, Naruto smiled as he kissed his temporarily female lover.
The blonde moved quickly, capturing Sasuke's other hand as it attempted to drift towards his lap. Sasuke grumbled as her plans to grope her uke were foiled once again. The raven-haired jounin tried her best glare, but Naruto only laughed as he shook his head.
"Oi, my present..." Naruto stressed as he cupped his lover's perfectly-sized breast in his hand. Just to emphasize his point, he gave a gentle squeeze, and even before he had the chance to groan over the softness of Sasuke's chest, the blonde found himself on his back with the nude woman straddling him, her smaller hands stretching his wandering hands over his head.
Naruto attempted to protest, but any thoughts of arguing with his lover were swallowed as Sasuke kissed him with enough passion to bruise both of their lips. Attempting to free himself from his lover's grip, Naruto squirmed weakly. Instead of getting Sasuke to release him, Naruto only succeeded in making his lover gasp as he wiggled his hips.
Screw being submissive to his teasing lover! She couldn't take Naruto's gentle touches anymore or else she was going to faint from the sheer heat racing through her. Naruto should have known better than to grind his erection against Sasuke's already aroused body. The raven-haired jounin all but growled as she broke their kiss and began grazing her teeth along Naruto's jaw and neck.
"Mmph! My...my present!" Naruto finally cried out as he tried to flip Sasuke and take control, but his lover simply tightened her legs around his middle. The blonde knew that it would be all too easy to break Sasuke's hold on him, but he couldn't do it. Iruka had drilled into his head to never hurt a girl and, even though this was Sasuke, his nearly-indestructible lover, the feeling of the smaller, more fragile body on top of his own was enough to make Naruto incapable of using even a fraction of his true strength.
He would not bruise, scratch, or otherwise mark his lover. Those words became a mantra as Naruto threw his head back against the mattress, arching his body as Sasuke nipped his neck. Sensing her blonde wasn't going to try to take control, Sasuke slowly released Naruto's wrists. With her now free hands, the jounin ran her nails along Naruto's tanned skin, eliciting gasps and growls from her blonde.
Naruto closed his eyes and reveled in the feeling of Sasuke's seductive caresses. Though slightly different than what he was accustomed to – thanks to the addition of long, perfectly manicured nails and smaller, callus-free hands – Naruto knew that touch. Those hands knew every sensitive spot on Naruto's tall frame and his lover used that knowledge to her advantage, sending Naruto's head spinning with every scratch, bite and flick of her hot tongue against his feverish flesh.
Whimpering, Naruto shifted his hips in attempt to relieve some of the tightness in his pants, but only succeeded in grinding his erection against Sasuke, which actually made his discomfort increase tenfold as the woman on top of him cried out. The Uchiha all but screamed, arching her back as Naruto accidentally hit a spot that sent Sasuke's head spinning. Shit – there was no way Naruto was going to escape her now.
Unable to control herself anymore, Sasuke moved with the speed Konoha's shinobi were known for.
Naruto let out a squeak as a tearing sound filled the room. It actually took him a moment to register the sudden cool air against his lower body and the loss of the painful tightness of his pants. When he finally figured out why his erection was no longer grinding against the coarse material of his pants, the jounin's eyes popped open and he began squirming with renewed vigor.
"Oooi, no no..." Naruto stammered as he wriggled out of Sasuke's grip. The blonde scuttled back, hitting the headboard before he realized he had just cornered himself. Sasuke moved slowly, seductively, crawling towards Naruto as though her uke did not just break her hold and try to escape.
With self-control she did not know she was capable of, Sasuke dragged her body along her lover's tan frame, her lips and hair brushing against Naruto's half-naked form. Even as his body froze in the delicious sensations Sasuke's seductive actions caused, the blonde's eyes widened. Naruto knew that look in Sasuke's dark eyes. Normally, that hungry glint meant his ass was going to be sore for days...
"W-We can't..." Naruto stuttered, pressing his back against the headboard as though he could get away from Sasuke's arousing caresses. Suddenly, the fuzziness from the alcohol vanished, as did that momentary fog of lust for his raven-haired lover. With a maturity he did not know himself capable of, Naruto tried to push away his obviously horny lover before Sasuke could further arouse him, if that was even possible.
"Why not?" Sasuke asked unhurriedly as she glanced up at Naruto's blushing face. No matter what answer Naruto gave, it wouldn't be enough to stop the determined Uchiha. She was horny – and now she was curious what it would be like to have sex as a woman. That single touch of Naruto's erection to a spot between her legs had very nearly blinded her. What could sex feel like if that was just foreplay?
"W-Well...um...my present, so I get to p-pick what we do?" Naruto tried out, but his plea fell on deaf ears as Sasuke repositioned her body, straddling her uke. The blonde's resolve wavered as his cock brushed a wet spot between Sasuke's long, lean legs. Unable to stop himself, Naruto rocked his hips, groaning as the heat from his lover's body scorched him. "W-We can't...I-I don't have a-any c-c-con-condoms!" Naruto cried as Sasuke ground her widened hips in time to Naruto's involuntary thrusts.
Sasuke bit her lip to keep from screaming as Naruto's cock ran along her jutsu-altered lower body. Yes, she had experimented a little bit while Naruto was gone, but every attempt to touch herself had only resulted in her blushing furiously instead of alleviating some of the throbbing pressure that filled her lower body. Icha Icha novels and the required sex ed class in the academy were the only sources Sasuke had concerning women, but neither helped when she tried to relieve some of her arousal. If anything, she just made things worse until she gave up and lay in bed without any hope for release until Naruto came home. Sasuke gasped, realizing her curious attempts were nothing in comparison to feeling Naruto's hard cock grinding against her.
"F-Fuck that," Sasuke growled as she hovered for a brief moment over her lover, positioning herself. Before she gave herself a chance to reconsider her careless statement, much less give Naruto an opportunity to argue with her – she was too horny to worry about something as unnecessary as protection, damn it! – Sasuke dropped her hips, impaling herself on Naruto's erection.
Sasuke's cry was very nearly drowned out by Naruto's own scream as the blonde involuntarily buried his cock into his lover. Naruto threw his head back, ignoring the jolt of pain as he cracked his skull against the headboard. The tight, hot grip around his penis made every other sensation fade to the background. All that mattered was the beautiful woman on top of him, trembling as her nails dug into his chest as though that was the only thing keeping her upright.
Then, Sasuke made Naruto's world spin as she moved, slowly riding her lover. With each thrust, the jounin gradually picked up her pace until she found an unforgiving rhythm that made her incapable of any speech beyond moans and whimpers. Naruto did his best to keep up with his lover, but clumsily wriggled, unfamiliar with this angle, much less being buried inside Sasuke.
The feeling of having his cock in Sasuke was indescribable. Naruto ground his teeth together, fighting valiantly to maintain some kind of control. This was nothing like having Sasuke screw his brains out. The sensation of Sasuke's body surrounding his member was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Even Sasuke's talented mouth was nowhere near as tight or slick as this – and he could only wonder if this was what it felt like when Sasuke buried his cock in Naruto's ass. If so, Naruto finally understood why Sasuke refused to give over the seme role and try being uke for once.
Gasping for air, Naruto dug his fingers into Sasuke's hips, reveling in how his powerful lover rode him. He clung to the woman, slowly growing accustomed to their reversed roles. Finally, Naruto found his own rhythm, meeting Sasuke thrust for thrust and causing his lover to cry out airily. With a perverse smirk, Naruto watched his beautiful lover as Sasuke's skin became a flushed pink shade. His fingers trailed along her sweat-slickened body, reveling in the shudders each trust of his hips caused her.
"Ah...Naruto!" Sasuke panted as she changed the angle of her hips, making it possible for Naruto to be even deeper inside her. Whimpering, she lost any chances of maintaining her rhythm as her lover's fingers danced along her flesh, scorching her from head to toe. Every gentle scrape of Naruto's claws on her breasts sent her reeling. Each delicate nip against her collar bones elicited another cry. Then, there was the way Naruto buried his hard member in her.
Naruto watched every flicker of emotion on Sasuke's face, fascinated and aroused beyond belief at the image of his feminized lover impaling herself on his cock. For once, Sasuke was not concentrating on making sure Naruto enjoyed himself, nor was the pale jounin showing a flicker of concern for possibly hurting Naruto in the passion of the moment. No, Sasuke was too far gone, only focusing on her own pleasure.
And, judging from the sounds coming out of her, she was getting quite a bit of pleasure from her present to Naruto.
Smirking perversely, Naruto put another lesson of his to good use. His fingers dipped down between their bodies, finding that little nub Jiraiya had told him about time and again, never realizing that his apprentice had been very much in love with one boy his entire life. Then again, maybe the horny old bastard figured something like this might happen one day. Naruto sent up a prayer of thanks to Jiraiya for over-preparing him for heterosexual sex even before Sasuke let out the first cry.
Sasuke had no idea what Naruto was doing with his fingers, but it sent a fiery shock through her body. Even as her entire frame tensed at the sheer pleasure, Sasuke arched her back, an unfamiliar tightness filling her, centering low in her abdomen. Her body seemed to take on a mind of its own, bucking against Naruto, desperate to continue that amazing sensation.
Then, something snapped. Sasuke had no idea how to explain it – it was as though an explosion had hit her full force. She could have screamed or prayed as she was wracked with wave upon wave of pleasure; she was not conscious of much other than the uncontrollable trembling of her body as she rode Naruto's cock. She could feel his hard member and the delicious friction it caused, but even that was nothing in comparison to the fireworks of sensations wracking her body.
Naruto cried out as he felt Sasuke's muscles tense around him as she came. Her cries were indecipherable as she clawed as his chest. Feeling his lover's orgasm as well witnessing its results on Sasuke's normally unflappable control did him in. A few more strokes were all it took for Naruto to follow his lover into blissful abandon.
Sasuke whimpered, somewhere in her head registering the throb of Naruto's cock in her and her lover's hoarse groans, but she could do nothing other than fall weakly against her blonde partner as though every bone in her body had melted. With each pulse of Naruto's member as he filled her with his seed, Sasuke's head was sent spinning all over again. Her body trembled, exhausted, but sated beyond question, but each minute shift of her lover only threw her over the edge again.
Naruto chuckled as he returned to full consciousness, finding his lover's quivering body draped over him. He wrapped his arms around Sasuke's narrow middle, reveling in Sasuke's rare display of tenderness. Even after their most earth-shattering bouts of sex, Sasuke never passed out in his arms, cuddling against him. It was always the other way around. Enjoying their reversal of roles, Naruto ran his fingers along the delicate curve of his lover's spine, nuzzling her neck as he listened to her pants and gasps for air. He reveled in the feel of her heart pounding as her breasts pressed up against his chest.
Slowly, not to rouse his half-conscious lover, Naruto moved, earning a soft whimper from Sasuke as he pulled his spent member out of her. Ever so gently, he lowered her to the bed so that he could shift until he was on his side instead of sitting with his back against the headboard. Rearranging the sheets to cover them, Naruto then turned his attention to his lover.
The blonde took a moment to study her. With her on her back, he could watch the rapid rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. With a perverse smirk, he realized he could now study every minor detail he had not had the time to appreciate before. Gingerly, he trailed his fingers down the valley between her breasts, his touch memorizing the curve of her waist. Sasuke's jutsu had not left him curvaceous, like Naruto's famed beauty. Instead, he was slim, almost boyish, but his features were too delicate to be considered masculine in any way. If anything, he had a fey appearance – an ethereal beauty that any breathing being would be aroused by.
Naruto smiled as his fingers followed the gentle dip in her belly, noticing for the first time that she had a sky blue jewel nestled in her belly button. Of all the things Sasuke could have done with the jutsu, he decided to add piercings? Then again, Naruto was the one who had been trying to get Sasuke to get an earring for years. Just a little gold hoop, nothing noticeable like the several studs Naruto had added to his ears, nipples – and whatever else struck his fancy over the years. Perhaps this was Sasuke's way of compromising. A quick glance to Sasuke's earlobes showed a pair of hoops from which little spiral charms dangled.
The blonde smiled as he went back to taking a closer look at Sasuke's jutsu. The permanent marks on Sasuke's face from using his Sharingan were still there, but nowhere near as pronounced as they normally were. Similarly, his ANBU tattoo and cursed seal were still there, but Naruto had understandably been a little too preoccupied to notice them before. Naruto shook his head as his attention shifted, finding that Sasuke had not made any attempt to cover up his scars. Brushing the soaked strands of hair that clung to her forehead, Naruto smirked. Sasuke's hair had not even been altered a significant amount. Those strands always had an adorable waviness to them when Sasuke let his hair down and, given another year or two of growing out his raven locks, Sasuke's hair would be this length.
In fact, Sasuke actually changed very little about himself, for which Naruto was grateful.
As perfect as she was in this form, Naruto did not prefer Sasuke's jutsu-altered body more than his true form. He adored his lover's broad, powerful shoulders. He loved tracing every defined muscle in Sasuke's arm and torso as the ANBU captain slept. He loved those large, powerful hands as they touched him with a gentle touch someone of Sasuke's strength seemed incapable of.
It was not to say that Naruto hadn't liked his surprise present. The sex had been fantastic, but that was how it had always been with Sasuke. This just happened to be the first time Naruto had ever been the one to screw his lover – and judging from how much they both enjoyed it when Sasuke was a woman, Naruto could only wonder what it would be like if Sasuke dropped the jutsu.
Even though he was exhausted, Naruto's cock stirred at that thought. Taking Sasuke had always been a dream of his, but he was never able to persuade his lover that Sasuke would like it. But first things first. He was going to have some fun with his gift before Sasuke turned all prudish on him once again. He was going to convince his dominating lover that, every once in a while, it was enjoyable just to lay back and let someone else take control.
Sasuke slowly blinked her eyes, unable to move any other part of her body. Even though she could not clearly see Naruto, her vision still blurry from her earth-shattering climax, she could sense his hungry gaze rake along her body. She could feel his fingers as they ran along her flesh. Then, there was something hard burning against her leg. Even as her eyes widened as Naruto's caresses danced down her body, the jounin could only wonder one thing:
What have I gotten myself into?
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Iruka stretched, grumbling as he cracked open an eye and found Kakashi still blissfully unconscious next to him. His lover had learned to sleep through anything short of impending danger, just like any other shinobi, but Kakashi sometimes took it to a whole new level. Then again, if that was the case, Kakashi should have jolted awake from the death glare Iruka was currently giving him. Instead of waking up, the tall jounin merely 'hmphed' in his sleep and nuzzled his pillow.
If only Iruka could bury his head under his pillow and go back to sleep...but he had heard the soft sniffling from the other room. With a groan, he left the warm confines of their bed and plodded into the nursery, where he found Saki already sitting up, his lower lip quivering adorably. Iruka's grumbling instantly silenced the moment Saki lifted his arms up and called out his name.
"Papa!"
For a moment, Iruka wanted to squeal at how cute his son was. It was only a few days ago that Saki had switched from "Baba" to "Papa", obviously mastering the difference between the two consonants. The first time he had walked into the apartment after an exhausting day at the academy and Saki crawled over to him, repeating 'papa' over and over enthusiastically, Iruka had very nearly cried, he was so moved.
"Shh, Daddy's still sleeping," Iruka said between yawns as he scooped his son up in his arms. Saki, as though he understood Iruka's words, nodded his head and quieted down before his whimpers woke up his other father. A few gentle rocks later, Saki was blessedly asleep again. The brunet had become a master at putting Saki to sleep. Iruka shifted his growing son in his arms, lying Saki back in his crib and the baby merely snuffled at the changed position, as though he had not even woken up in the first place.
With a sigh, Iruka went back into his bedroom and, even before he crawled back into bed, he could sense something was different. Feeling a heated gaze searing his naked torso, Iruka knew exactly what had changed in the few minutes he had been in the nursery.
"Maa..."
Iruka knew that tone in Kakashi's voice. It was getting to the point he was starting to understand Kakashi's unique language, which was based entirely on his 'maa' and the nuances it contained. This time, he could hear the desire, mixed with self-satisfaction, which told him he was not getting back to bed anytime in the near future.
"Teach me..." Kakashi begged as he slithered across the bed, snaking a hand around Iruka's bare waist and pulling his lover on top of him. The brunet fell to the mattress with an 'ooph', but did not make any other protest as Kakashi began nibbling at Iruka's jaw line, reveling in the scratchiness of his lover's unshaven face.
"Will you leave me alone if I do?" Iruka asked, a smug smirk coming to his face as he thought of a loophole. He did not even have to feel his lover's nodding to know Kakashi had instantly agreed with him. "I'll show you only under one condition...I show it to you once and you can't ever beg me to do it again."
"Fine."
Kakashi was too excited to care about that condition. He nipped at his lover's neck, his way of consenting to whatever Iruka had in mind. The chuunin chuckled at Kakashi's eagerness, giddy that he had finally tricked the famous genius. Then again, he could feel Kakashi's hardened cock against his thigh – and Kakashi could only think with one head at a time. It was no difficulty to figure out which one he was using now as he flipped Iruka onto his back, rolling on top of his uke as he nestled himself between Iruka's legs and began trailing his lips down Iruka's chest.
"Teach me," Kakashi demanded, his voice dark with emotion. Sitting back on his heels, the jounin gave his uke enough room to bring his hands together. Iruka inwardly cackled as he performed the fastest sexy no jutsu of his life. He had no idea why Kakashi was so adamant about learning the jutsu – probably just to distract Iruka and everyone else who saw him – but Iruka had finally figured out a way to show Kakashi his infamous ability without worrying his lover would then try to get Iruka to sleep with a female version of himself.
As much as Iruka loved Kakashi, he was unquestionably gay and, as such, wasn't too keen on sleeping with a woman. Iruka did not want to find out that he may very well be like Sasuke and not be able to perform at all when his lover was a woman – and he did not want Kakashi to feel rejection when his lover could not even become aroused by him. He did not want to find out that, in one way, he was so shallow that his desire for Kakashi depended on the physical. No one else would call his predilection for his male lover superficial – and Iruka could never consider Sasuke petty for his preference – but Iruka could not shake the feeling that he would somehow be betraying Kakashi if he did not find a female version of him desirable. After all, Kakashi loved him, no matter what his body looked like – didn't Iruka owe him the same?
That insecurity was what made him refuse to teach Kakashi for weeks, but the jounin had unknowingly given him the perfect opportunity to keep Iruka from hurting him while simultaneously giving Kakashi just what he was asking for.
Iruka felt the changes to his body instantly. He was distinctly aware of the increased weight of his chest, but more than that, he could feel the differences in his lower body, thanks to his horny lover. Kakashi shifted slowly, pressing the tip of his erection against his brunette's already wet entrance. Squirming, Iruka whimpered at the sensation. Before Kakashi got the chance to thrust – as his lover was obviously preparing to do – Iruka dispelled the jutsu so quickly, his own head spun.
Even as sure as Tsunade was that they could have no more children, Iruka was not about to test fate again.
Iruka laid down, preparing to go to back to sleep and leave his horny lover to grumble about being tricked. Whether or not he realized it yet, Kakashi had in fact fallen for Iruka's scheming. As good as the Sharingan was at copying jutsu, there was no way Kakashi could have. No one, excluding Naruto and other demon containers, could see very well in the dark. And this had been Kakashi's one chance.
Iruka almost let out a triumphant laugh, but he fell silent when he heard something that made all the blood drain from his face. If he had been capable of it, he might have even squeaked in unholy terror as his lover continued chuckling knowingly – as though Kakashi was aware of something Iruka wasn't. And Iruka knew that tone; he had been bested by a master of deception.
"Maa...you know, the Sharingan can see in the dark..."