Title: it shouldn't be like this
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: NC-17 (smut, D/S, choking, foul language)
Length: ~900
Written For: Challenge 263: Magic.
Content notes: Naruto/Sasuke, D/s, post-finale but ignores the epilogue.
Author notes: Thanks to the ffw_social post for inspiration!
Summary: Love shouldn’t be like this. Love is supposed to be caring and soft and not this thing they have: all hard edges and blood and desperation.



Love shouldn’t be like this. Love is supposed to be caring and soft and not this thing they have: all hard edges and blood and desperation.

Naruto should know better, Sasuke thinks. He has known other types of love, other types of relationship: with Hinata, a lovely one; lasted the year Sasuke was out of Konoha after telling Naruto he never, never, ever would want to be with him. The war was over but it didn’t seem like that in Naruto’s eyes: a storm darkening the blue. Sasuke was such an asshole, such a bad friend, lying to his best friend and hurting him again.

He came back, in the end, tail between his legs. Naruto looked at him for, like, a second and ended things with her that same week.

They fucked that night for the first time and if Sasuke wanted to cry, there was no need for Naruto to know: he could only see the tears when he was choking him, and those didn’t count.

Naruto doesn’t really need Sasuke: he has other things. He has Sakura, who has finally grown out of the infatuation with Sasuke, and now protects Naruto fiercelly. She loves Sasuke, still, but also hates him, he hates what he does to Naruto each time. She hates this thing between them, she has had to heal Naruto once on a time, only because he is reaching to be Hokage and can’t go to work with the throat full of bruises. Sasuke never asks her, even if she offers herself, grudgingly; he likes to watch the bruises, the scratches, the bites.

Love shouldn’t be like this. It shouldn’t hurt like an open wound, all the time, everywhere.

There is also Kakashi, who has loved Naruto from the start (and Sasuke, he knows, he was Kakashi’s favourite, he knows, and remembers when he tried to stop but by then Sasuke didn’t know what was love, there was no place for that), and has been there all the steps on the long road that has been their life. The good, the bad, the blood and tears and sweat, he’s been there there to look for them. Even when they didn’t want it, but they needed it. Kakashi is there now too, and is helping Naruto now as he tries to fulfill his dream.

He helps Sasuke too, sometimes. He shows him how to make ninjutsu with only one arm. Sasuke wants to say no but he is weak. He has always been, he will always be, and he’s finally grasping that not all weaknesses are bad. Kakashi never asks about the fights or the fucks Sasuke and Naruto share, but he must know, even if it’s Sakura who tells him.

Fuck of fight: they are the same on the aftermath, and Sasuke loves both

And, really, love shouldn’t be like this. It opens him to the flesh, he feels broken and dying and, for the first time in years, fucking alive.

He shouldn’t wait Naruto like this: restless and needy and as if it was the first time. This want it’s too much for a person to hold inside them, this neverending lust; he is still pained from fucking in the morning so asks that Naruto fucks his mouth instead and (it shouldn’t be like this) Naruto smiles, touches the corner of his mouth with the thumb and Sasuke tries to suck it, greedy.

Naruto says, “Tsk, eager. You have to ask for it, you know? You want it?”, and waits for Sasuke to nod, “Yeah, that’s what I thought; so what’s the magic word?”.

He is not going to say it, not yet, because fuck Naruto, but Naruto is a little bitch and steps with his foot, softly, on Sasuke’s crotch. Sasuke moans: it should be humiliating, it is humiliating and yet he cannot stop himself from rocking his hips against the foot.

Naruto’s cock is forgotten for a minute, while he kisses his groin and leg and cannot stop moaning on the skin. Naruto takes him from the hair and watches his face, there is something so intense that Sasuke is happy to be on his knees or he would be trembling.

“Say it, Sasuke”, demands, in a way that shouldn't be so full of love, but it is, and that’s the point, isn’t it?, and Sasuke says, soft, “please” and Naruto complies, smiling again like he is not going to fuck his throat raw. He does it, and Sasuke takes it like it’s the only thing clinging him to life. “You take it all so good, Sasuke, you take me always so good, I’d like to have you like this for hours. For days, if I could, you’re the best, the best for me, done and born and raised for me, as I was”.

Sasuke groans, voice low, he can’t say the things Naruto always seem to easy to think about. Sasuke doesn’t know to tell him anything so he does it like this, opening his eyes and looking at Naruto from below. and Naruto puts his hand on the nape of his neck and Sasuke knows he is going to come hard. The orgasm makes Naruto sinks the nails in the delicate skin there and comes, indeed, fucking hard, saying Sasuke’s name, and to him sounds like— Sounds like love.

Sasuke swallows and takes it and lets Naruto clear his face; Naruto licks the remaining cum on his lips from his own fingers.

“You wanna come, too, love?”, he asks, sated and still caressing his face.

Sasuke tells him, voice hoarse, “If you let me”, and the smile broadens, pupils blown.

Love shouldn't be like this, but it is. For them, it is.