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It was almost ten o'clock, and Naruto was still glued to his creaky office chair, the dim light overhead flickering like his waning energy. He was working overtime, hoping to wrap things up so he could have a few free days to celebrate his birthday tomorrow with Sasuke, who was spending the week in the village.

But instead of heading home to share those precious moments with his husband, he was drowning in a sea of paperwork.

With a frustrated sigh, he dropped his pen onto the cluttered desk, running a hand through his disheveled hair just as footsteps approached his door.

“Come in,” he called, his voice thick with exhaustion.

Shikamaru slipped inside, his brow furrowed in concern. “Go home, Naruto. You’re pushing yourself too hard.”

Naruto leaned back, the chair creaking under his weight. “I just want to finish everything so I can spend more time with Sasuke…”

“I get that. But you’re doing the exact opposite. Kakashi and I can handle the rest; some of this stuff isn’t even worth the Hokage’s attention.”

Naruto raised an eyebrow, skepticism flickering in his eyes. “You’re really letting me go?”

Shikamaru smirked, crossing his arms with a playful challenge. “Just this week. Don’t get used to it.”

Naruto stood before their cozy shared house, a warm structure of pale wood and soft earth tones, nestled where the Uchiha compound once stood proud and vibrant. The small home, adorned with simple flower boxes and a welcoming porch, felt like a sanctuary amid the memories of the past. A thriving tomato plant climbed a trellis near the entrance, and its bright red fruits were a testament to Naruto's gardening hobby and desire to nurture something special for Sasuke, who loved them.

A small, soft smile appears on Naruto’s lips as he thinks of how this house came to be. He had long dreamed of rebuilding the entire compound for Sasuke, envisioning spacious courtyards and gardens.

But Sasuke had gently refused, insisting it wasn’t necessary. 

Having never truly experienced the warmth of a home or a close-knit community like the Uchihas, Naruto understood that reconstructing those old walls might reopen painful wounds for Sasuke. Yet, he believed that within those walls lay precious memories worth reclaiming.

So on their fifth anniversary, Naruto finally brought up the idea of having a house together. Their cramped living situation in his childhood apartment weighed heavily on him, and he wanted to create a space for him and Sasuke — a place they could truly call home, filled with laughter and love.

He suggested building a new house on the site of the old Uchiha compound. Instead of reconstructing the entire community, he envisioned a cozy sanctuary just for them, a place where they could forge new, beautiful memories together.

When Sasuke heard this as they lay in Naruto’s old, creaky bed in his childhood apartment, his eyes widened in surprise, then shimmered with unshed tears. For a moment, Naruto’s heart sank, fearing he had hurt him. But before he could say anything, Sasuke leaned in and kissed him softly, their lips brushing tenderly; a soft “I love you” leaving his lips. It was a silent promise that this dream was meant to bring them closer together, not to reopen old wounds. 

Realizing he had spent way too much time reminiscing, he unlocks the door to their house, “Sasuke, I’m home.” He greets, taking his cloak and shoes off at the door. 

“You’re late,” Sasuke greeted, placing his hand on his hip as he leaned against the doorway of their cozy house. The warm glow from the soft, amber lights inside highlighted the contours of his face, making his features look even more striking. 

Naruto's heart softened at the sight. There was something effortlessly captivating about Sasuke in their little sanctuary, surrounded by the warmth of their shared space. The walls were adorned with framed photos capturing cherished moments, alongside simple decorations — housewarming gifts from their friends — that added a personal touch. Potted plants dotted the corners, vibrant and full of life, mingling with some treasured items from their old home that they hadn’t had the heart to part with. 

The sight of it all filled Naruto with a deep sense of belonging as he met Sasuke’s expressive eyes, sparkling with mischief and affection, and a familiar warmth spread in his chest. At that moment, he couldn’t help but feel how incredibly lucky he was to call this place — and Sasuke, home.

“Mhm, sorry! I just wanted to finish everything so I could take the whole week off…” Naruto said, pouting as he wrapped his arms around Sasuke, pulling him closer.

“And did you? Did you finish all your paperwork?” Sasuke asked, his voice teasing, a slight smirk playing on his lips as his hand found its way to play with Naruto’s gold locks. 

Naruto pulled back, his face lighting up with a huge grin. “Nah! Shika said he and Kakashi-sensei would take care of it. They’re letting me off for the week!”

“Hn. As they should. I know you’re the Hokage now, but half of the paperwork on your desk isn’t even important. Kakashi and Tsunade didn’t even have that much back then,” Sasuke replied, crossing his arms with a mock-serious expression.

“Mhm, you’re right. I still feel a little bad, though,” Naruto admitted, scratching the back of his head sheepishly.

Sasuke arched an eyebrow playfully, a glint of mischief in his eyes. “Huh, I never thought I’d see the day when you felt bad about passing paperwork on to others, Naruto.”

Naruto chuckled, leaning in closer. “Bullying the birthday boy, are we?”

Sasuke rolled his eyes, a soft smile betraying his otherwise stoic demeanor. “You make it too easy.” 

Naruto smirks, leaning in closer, catching Sasuke’s lips into a kiss. “Mmph!—” Sasuke gasps, surprise flashing in his eyes, but the kiss is a welcome spark that ignites something deep within the two of them.

Naruto’s smile grows as their lips connect, the softness quickly turning into an insatiable hunger. Each movement of Naruto’s lips against Sasuke’s feels electric, igniting a fire that neither of them can ignore. 

He wraps his arms around Sasuke’s back, pulling him closer, their bodies almost melding together. “Sasuke…” he breathes, the name coming out in a low, desperate, heated whisper. 

“Ah, wait, Naruto—dinner!” Sasuke attempts to pull away, but Naruto’s lips are relentless, pursuing him with a fierce determination. 

“Nope, you first,” Naruto insists, a teasing glint in his eyes. 

Sasuke’s eyes widened, cheeks tinting red, “I made you ramen, come on–” Sasuke tried to reason, but Naruto’s lips were now trailing down his neck, causing him to bar his neck open to his lover.

Naruto chuckles as he gazes up at Sasuke, “Mhm, look at you, you sure you want me to have dinner first?” 

Sasuke takes his hand through Naruto’s hair, tugging it softly away from his neck. “Idiot! I’m not ready yet–”

Naruto raises an eyebrow, feigning innocence. “Ready for what? You’re still–”

Sasuke, flustered and playful, slaps Naruto’s arm lightly. “Shut up. Stay here, and don’t come into our room until I call you.” With a sudden burst of energy, that Naruto rarely saw from the man, he peels away from Naruto’s embrace and darts to their room, slamming the door behind him. 

The air cackles with unresolved tension, and despite the seconds turned minutes ticking away, Naruto’s heart raced, intrigued. 

Naruto sat on the couch, pouting as he wondered what Sasuke could be up to behind the closed door. They had talked about experimenting in the bedroom, but Naruto hadn’t imagined it would be anything too revealing, especially since Sasuke had just returned recently.

Was he wearing something special? Did he get me a gift? Did he forget to get me a–? Naruto shook his head, dispelling the swirling thoughts and focusing on the bedroom door. It had been a few minutes, and Sasuke still hadn’t—

Wait, something’s wrong. 

Naruto stood up, a sense of urgency pushing him toward the door. He concentrated on Sasuke’s chakra; it was stable, which was reassuring. But then he felt it — a strange shift, a feeling he recognized all too well. 

There seemed to be two distinct presences as if Sasuke’s chakra was split in two.

Naruto slams the door open, “Sasuke! Are you–” 

“N-Naruto! I didn’t–”   “Idiot!” 

Huh? Why were there two voices? 

His jaw dropped at the sight before him. There was Sasuke—no, two Sasukes— sprawled on their bed, both naked and blushing, caught in a moment that left Naruto speechless. 

His initial concern lingered, now intertwined with a flicker of confusion. Yet despite that, he found himself unable to look away, and… growing hard.

He gulps audibly,  “S-Sasuke? What are you?...”

He watches the two of them blush deeper, their bodies tense and exposed. “I told you not to come unless I told you to!” one of them retorts, likely the real Sasuke.

He clears his throat, and licks his lips, voice raspy nonetheless, “Were you ever going to call me? Eventually?” Naruto asks as he rakes his eyes to the figures before him. 

The mere thought of Sasuke alone drove Naruto to the brink of madness — quite literally. It didn’t matter the circumstances; everyone knew that, and it seemed Sasuke did too. But now, right in front of him lay two Sasukes, both equally Naruto’s. All for him.

The two in front of them exchanged looks, “Y-yeah. Eventually, like I said. I had to prepare myself… Especially mentally…”

Oh. Naruto gets it now. 

“Y-you… you did this… for me?” Naruto stutters, cheeks red and cock harder than ever.

Both Sasukes look away simultaneously, the real Sasuke replying, “Tch, I did this for myself too, obviously….” 

“But mostly for you….” the clone finishes softly as he blushes even deeper.

Naruto is blessed. Beyond blessed. And lucky. Or maybe not? How could he handle two Sasukes now? Not like he couldn’t but–

“Naruto? Do you not like–” 

“No! I mean, yes! I do – I like it. I like you– both of you! I was just— Uh, How do you.. What do you—” He rambles, too turned on to think.

Sasuke and his clone exchanged relieved glances, their expressions softening to playful and confident smiles. “Up to you, birthday boy. Don’t ask, take.” Sasuke teased, his earlier anxiety melting away, replaced by a newfound confidence that made his voice light and inviting. 

Naruto felt a deep flush spread across his cheeks, his freckled and whiskered skin glowing a vivid red that crept all the way to the tips of his ears. He slowly raked his eyes to the two before him, now noticing that they weren’t any less turned on than he was.

He took a sharp, steadying breath, trying to think about how to make this good for Sasuke too… 

Suddenly, the air in the room thickens with heat as he absorbs the weight of the moment— God, they haven’t even begun yet.

He clears his throat, his fingers trembling as they fumble with the buttons of his orange long-sleeved shirt. This feels oddly reminiscent of their first time together, the same mix of excitement and nervousness swirling within him.

“Need help?” Sasuke’s voice is soft, almost teasing, yet his gaze tells a different story — intense and smoldering, a deep well of passion that hints at something primal beneath the surface.

Before Naruto could reply, Sasuke made a move to the edge of the bed, reaching out for Naruto’s arm. Naruto stumbles down on the edge of the bed, as Sasuke sits him down. Sasuke’s hand fiddles with Naruto’s shirt, his hand warm and heavy despite the cloth between their skin. He glances back at his clone, a teasing smile dancing on his lips as he tilts his head, inviting him closer to the edge of the bed.

“S-Sasuke, I can–” Naruto stutters as he looks between the two. 

“But we want to do this for you…” Sasuke’s clone whispers in Naruto’s ear before settling right next to him and running his hand down his chest.

Naruto swallows hard, a breathless whisper escaping him. “O-okay… Just get on with it, Sasuke… please.” He closes his eyes, overwhelmed by the intoxicating sight and feather-light touches over his chest. 

He hears a low chuckle,  “Look at us, Naruto.”     “Too much for you? Hmm?”

Their competitive streak had never really faded, and at that taunt, Naruto opened his eyes just as both Sasuke and his clone began to unbutton his shirt slowly together, each movement filled with anticipation.

“Mhm, that wasn’t so hard was it?” The clone teases, pressing a soft kiss against his neck while gently pushing the other side of his shirt down.

“Fuck, Sasuke. I swear to god–”  Sasuke rolls his eyes, a playful smirk tugging at his lips, and mirrors the action of his clone, tugging down the other side of Naruto’s shirt. 

As the fabric pooled by Naruto’s wrist, he makes a move to remove it, only to be interrupted by the clone settling on his lap, where he sits on top of his clothed cock. He takes Naruto’s hands and places them on each of his thighs, straddling his legs. 

“S-Sasu—“ The clone doesn’t let him speak, cutting him off with a kiss. Naruto moans to the kiss in surprise, eyes wide in shock. He kisses back but looks over to Sasuke who rolls his eyes at the sight, which makes him laugh in the kiss. 

With Naruto distracted, Sasuke takes the opportunity to pull the shirt off completely. He stands up at the edge of the bed, holding the orange fabric in his hand, a teasing smile playing on his lips. 

Naruto attempts to pull away from his now heated make-out session with the clone, only for him to chase his lips and tug his head back to him, not planning to let him go. Sasuke smirks, “Focus on my clone, Naruto.” 

Fuck, I never thought this was a situation I needed to focus on, he thinks as he runs his hands up and down the clone’s back and ass. He feels Sasuke’s thighs clench as they straddle him, grinding down on Naruto’s hard cock under him. Naruto groans into the kiss, and Sasuke takes the opportunity to push his tongue in. Their lips and tongue move in tandem, gliding against each other that left Naruto’s mind swimming with want. 

The clone pulls away a string of saliva in between them, he pants, catching his breath. He moves his hips in circles, chasing the friction he craves, while Naruto grinds up to meet his movement, arms now wrapped around his waist, guiding him. “Ngh—Naruto!” Sasuke moans, as the man leaves kisses and bites on his neck.

Sasuke squirmed as Naruto nipped a sensitive spot just above his collarbone, he reached for his chin, pulling him back for a kiss. They fall back into the rhythm of their heated kiss, and for a second, Naruto had completely forgotten that there were two Sasukes in the room, which speaking of—

A hand fumbles with the button of his pants, and he stiffens, making the clone do the same. Naruto pulls away from the clone, “S-Sasuke–!”

The clone chuckles and moves to Naruto’s side, letting Sasuke continue further with what he is doing. He licks his ears and whispers, “Let us spoil you, Lord Hokage. It’s your birthday soon, after all.” He places a quick peck on Naruto’s lips, before his hand makes its way to palm his hard dick, most likely leaking already. 

And Naruto couldn’t even think. And it’s like he can’t even see. His brain and eyes are foggy with desire, with lust— all he can think of, see, and feel is Sasuke. 

Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke.

Sasuke’ s clone whose lips were soft and wet, was now sloppily kissing his lips, as he teasingly touched him, only stopping to let Sasuke take his pants and underwear off. And said Sasuke 's breath he can feel near his thighs, eventually nearing his cock. Sasuke who kisses the tip of his cock, as the other Sasuke mark hickeys all over his neck. 

“Haah, Sasuke, please–fuck!” Naruto pants, his hands flying to Sasuke’s head, the man teasingly licking up his shaft. 

The clone pulls away from their kiss, looking down at his real self, “Tsk. Stop interrupting us, he can’t even focus on me.” He complains as he grabs Naruto’s other hand back, but this time he places it on one of his nipples.  Naruto groans, he’s never been so turned on. It’s a miracle he hasn’t come yet, but he knows there must be so much of him already in Sasuke’s hot mouth. Fuck.

Sasuke… he’s doing so much for him. But at the same time, Naruto knows this is also what Sasuke needs, what he’s craving. And Naruto knows all the buttons to press to make Sasuke satisfied — pleasured. Just like Sasuke knew his. 

And so he plays with Sasuke’s pink and perky nipples, twisting the hardened nub in between his fingers, causing Sasuke to moan in their never-ending kiss. “Ngh–! Naruto…” He squirms next to him, only fueling him further. 

Sasuke beneath him places his hand on his thigh, who now has enough of his own teasing, it seems. He swallows him whole, sinking his head to take Naruto’s length into his mouth, bobbing up and down, humming as he does so. His mouth was hot and wet, a sanctuary of pleasure. His pink lips stretched to accommodate his length and his girth, and all Naruto could do was moan at the sight. The man kept sinking down, again, and again, and again.

He could feel himself grow even harder in Sasuke's mouth, throbbing, hardening, leaking; which he didn’t even think was possible. 

And, god. It was too much. 

The sloppy, slippery, muffled sounds of Sasuke pleasuring him, and his clone who is now squirming from Naruto’s touch as he plays with his chest. Everything was making his head spin with need and want, and the room felt heavier and hotter.  Naruto groans into the kiss, pulling away for a while, hand joining his other hand on Sasuke’s hair. Sasuke’s clone frowns, still needy with kisses and attention. Realizing that he won’t be getting the attention he truly craves, he slips off the bed, with Naruto still distracted with Sasuke beneath him. 

Naruto opens his eyes to the clone joining Sasuke, kneeling and spreading his legs further to fit both of them.

“F-fuck!” Naruto curses, breathing heavily. 

Sasuke pulls away with a wet pop, saliva, and cum on his tongue and lips, making them glossy and wet.  “N-Naruto, did you cum already?” Sasuke asks, voice raspy, used.

Naruto looks at Sasuke heavily, he must look so fucked out already. “N-no. No, I swear, I haven’t. But it—Hah—it keeps coming out.” His chest heaved heavily as sweat trickled down his skin, glistening in the dim room. The entire time he felt himself swell inside, warm, thick, and viscous cum coating Sasuke’s mouth. 

The clone wraps his hand on Naruto’s cock, “Good. I wouldn’t want him to have all the fun,” he smiles before leaning in to kiss the leaking tip.

Sasuke rolls his eyes, but joins the clone, giving his shaft feline-like licks.  “F-Fuck! Sasuke—Ah,” Naruto’s not gonna make it. He’s gonna die before his birthday. He’s not making it out alive. 

The two sloppily lick and suck his cock, laying their lips and tongue on whatever spot they could find, both of their hands finding their way to cup his balls as they do so.  “Fuck–that’s it, keep going–ngh!” Naruto groans, spurring the two further. He looks at the two beneath him, and it’s like he still can’t believe his eyes. They looked so dirty – so sinful. And it was a sight Naruto couldn’t get tired of. 

Perhaps his master was to blame for letting him read those perverted and dirty novels he wrote, or maybe Sasuke had always had that effect on Naruto, awakening something dark within him. But really, Naruto… God, he’s sick. He had always wanted to make a mess out of Sasuke. 

Sasuke who was always impeccably composed, admired by many, and exuded an air of distant coolness. 

“Mmph, Naruto you taste so good–”

The last surviving member of a formidable clan, feared by countless others and even labeled a criminal by some. 

“Ngh-Need more of your—!” 

A person whose mere presence held the weight of life and death, capable of extinguishing life with just a blink of his eye.

“Ah–!” “Mmph—!” 

And now, the same Sasuke was down on his knees, hair sticking to his face, lips puffy, swollen, and almost bruised — painted with cum and saliva. And the eyes, oh, their eyes. Naruto had always loved Sasuke’s eyes. His natural ones, his sharingan, and even his rinnegan. As he gazes down to meet Sasuke’s eyes, he sees dark orbs brimming with lust and need, framed by long lashes that flutter gently as they catch his gaze. If Naruto were to look closely, he could almost see a reflection of himself shimmering in those depths.

Ah, how the gods would envy and rage at the sight of the wielder of such formidable ocular power, engaged in such mortal and sinful pleasures. He was sick. Truly, sick. Yet, a smile tugged his lips as he tilted his head back, pleasure, desire, and lust clouding his mind. 

Sasuke wanted him to revel in this, having carefully prepared everything just for him. And Naruto would. His initial shyness had melted away, giving rise to a dark, primal intensity that surged within him. After all, Sasuke had used the Kage Bunshin no Jutsu for him—a forbidden technique, his signature jutsu.

Ah, and Naruto understands now. Both he and Sasuke were sick in their own ways. Now that he looks back on how this started, he realizes that Sasuke had given Naruto control from the start, “Don’t ask, take.” He said. He chuckles darkly, realizing what a pair they truly were. As his usual bright demeanor fades, a deeper, darker essence begins to stir within him, slowly surfacing, little by little. 

Sasuke had wanted him to take, and take he would. He lovingly raked his hands on the two, moving their hair out of the way so that he could see them better, both of them.  

"Ah, look at you, Sasuke. I thought you didn’t want to share me, hmm?" He chuckles, his usual bright laughter tinged with something darker. “I’m not sure if you’re feeling greedy or just needy, baby.” Naruto teases, his gaze intense on the two beneath him. 

The two moan loudly on his cock, and at that moment he knew that he got Sasuke. The two pull off his cock with wet sounds, catching their breath. The real Sasuke licks his lips, “Hah, I just wanted to do something for you…” he admits softly. 

Naruto flashes a playful, mischievous smile. “Oh, is that so? Do you really want to do something for me?”

This time, the clone rushes to answer, “Y-Yes, Let me… No, let us do something for you… Whatever it is…” He says, looking up at Naruto with almost pleading eyes. 

Naruto runs his fingers through their hair tenderly. “Good. Don’t worry I won’t ask much...” He pauses, a playful glint in his eyes. “For now, how about the two of you activate your Sharingan? Can you do that for me? Please?”

The two widen their eyes in surprise, then blink their passionate dark and crimson gazes to life. There was something different about their stares—heavier, more intense than the looks Sasuke had given him in the past. This gaze felt agonizingly hot, and Naruto could feel himself melting beneath its heat.

“Perfect. Just perfect for me, Sasuke. Thank you,” Naruto praises, his voice warm yet commandingly firm. He watches as both of them light up at his words, their expressions brightening with a mix of pride and a hint of desire, as if eager to please him further.

“Ah, but I didn’t say you could stop, did I? I need you back on me, Sasuke.” Naruto purrs playfully, tilting his head to one side, a teasing smile curling on his lips. His gaze holds a mischievous spark, inviting them to continue as he lazily strokes his cock, slicked from his cum and their saliva.

The two rush to place their lips and mouth on Naruto’s cock again, but are sloppy and out of rhythm as they do so. 

Naruto knew he had always been skilled with words, and now he intended to put that talent to good use. “Fuck, Do you love my cock, Sasuke? Want my cum in your mouth so bad that you had to summon a clone?” He chuckles, “I didn’t even know you could do that…” 

Sasuke pulls back, his cheeks flushing a deep red at Naruto’s words. His gaze drops, a hint of shyness creeping in as he confesses, “I… I learned it when we were kids. I was jealous of you back then, so…”

Naruto smiles softly, gaze now tender, “Jealous? You shouldn’t be, Sasuke. If anything, I should be the one feeling jealous of you. So pretty, so strong, and incredibly talented…”  Sasuke moans at the praise, a hint of shyness creeping into his expression. “Naruto… we should be the ones… pleasing you..” 

Naruto tilts his head playfully. “Oh, but you are.” 

The clone lets out a soft laugh, “But we haven’t made you–”

Naruto chuckles his tone light, “I’ve been trying my best not to. But we have plenty of time, don’t we?” 

The two blush at his words, exchanging shy glances before nodding in agreement. 

“Good. Now where were you? Hmm?” Naruto teases, spreading his legs further. 

The two rush in to return to what they were doing again, but this time Naruto had other plans. He grips his cock in his hand, brushing the tip to the clone’s lip.  “Open.” Naruto orders, tone firm. 

“Ah–mmph!” The clone looks up at him, lips stretched to fit his cock. 

Sasuke looks at his clone, then at Naruto. “What about–mmph!” Naruto shoves his fingers into Sasuke’s mouth, fucking his fingers in it. 

“Be good and take turns, yeah?” Naruto instructs, his voice laced with a playful authority that leaves no room for argument. 

The two, unable to reply, moan around Naruto’s fingers and cock as a response. And does the entire ordeal feel so fucking good. He feels Sasuke’s tongue push against his length, while the other swirls it around his fingers as he shoves it back and forth. And everything feels so hot, and the two won’t stop moaning around him. He could come just from their noises alone, but he wanted to come inside Sasuke. Both of them if he could. 

God, Naruto could completely summon a clone to give what Sasuke truly deserves – ah, maybe another time. For now, he’s going to be selfish. Sasuke had prepared this for him and him only. 

The real Sasuke pulls off from his fingers, “C-Can we switch, now?” He asks impatiently, hand already reaching for his wet and hard cock. 

Naruto smirks, “Of course, baby.” He offers his other hand to the clone, pushing his finger into his hot warm mouth, while Sasuke wraps his lips once again around his cock. 

The clone grabs Naruto’s bandaged forearm with his hand, slipping his fingers in his mouth, curling his tongue around the fingers; moaning every time they hit the back of his throat. Naruto grunted in time with his moans, as Sasuke blinked up at him, stroking him as he sucked and licked at the head of his cock, only taking him out of his mouth for a moment to brush his tongue against it, humming as he did so. 

Shit. He can’t hold it in anymore. “Ngh–Fuck, S-Sasuke! Wait—!” Naruto groans, taking his fingers out of Sasuke’s mouth, a string of saliva between them. 

Sasuke pulls off of his cock, catching his breath, “A-Are you close–?” 

Naruto nods, his slick bandaged hand grabbing his cock to jerk himself off, “Mhm, yes—both of you were so good, wanna come on you both, paint your faces with my–hah—” He groans, “Can I? Can I come on your faces?” He asks, despite knowing the answer — despite knowing he didn’t need to ask. 

The two of them moan, moving closer to his cock, “Please–” “Mhm, need you–” They answer simultaneously, but Naruto doesn’t wait for them to finish. 

“Mhm, good. Touch yourself– both of you.” He pants, but his voice remains steady with authority, “Come on, want you two to come with me, my pretty boys deserve it–ah!”

Naruto was grateful they had chosen their own secluded house, especially given how loud they were—primal, almost. Sasuke was particularly vocal, and the thought of there being two of him made it even more overwhelming. Naruto couldn’t shake the feeling that if anyone wandered nearby, they’d hear everything. Sasuke and his clone’s loud high-pitched moans echoed in their bedroom, as the two of them moaned in pleasure, their mouths agape, waiting for Naruto to come, touching themselves as they did so. 

“S-Sasuke! I’m c-close–!” He grunts out, unable to hold back any further.

“M-Me too-!” “Give it to us, come on–!” The two men kneeling between his legs moved even closer, facing right by Naruto’s cock, and that sent Naruto—

“S-Shit! Sasuke–” Naruto gasps, his two hands find their way to both of them, gripping their hair as he cums all over their lips and face. 

“N-Ngh, Naruto I–” “I’m–ah!” The two cums as soon as Naruto does, leaning on his thighs, shaking. 

Pants and soft moans echo in the room, air smelling like sweat and cum. As Naruto gently brushes their hair, their heads resting on his thighs, he finally breaks the silence. “Fuck, the two of you were so good for me—so perfect. Now—Hah—What do you say?” 

“T-Thank you, Naruto.” The two breathe heavily, catching their breaths, faces still painted with Naruto’s release. 

“Mhm, you’re welcome baby,” Naruto breathes out, tenderly brushing through their hair. 

A beat. 

“Shit, Naruto you’re still hard.” The real Sasuke says, eyeing his still fully erect cock standing in front of their faces. 

Naruto chuckles, “That shouldn’t surprise you, should it? But we don’t have to–” 

“I want to–” “I can keep going–” The two answers, cocks twitching in interest. 

A sly smile tugs at Naruto’s lips. “You sure? You know I could do this all night, right?” 

The two exchange glances, their cheeks warming as they nod in agreement.

And suddenly that dark animalistic desire reawakens in Naruto, “Good. Face down, ass up, both of you. ” He says as he stands up, legs a bit shaky as he does so. 

The two stand up, wobbling as they get in position on the bed, and Naruto’s cock twitches as if he didn’t even cum earlier. The sight of two Sasukes—both of their asses and holes facing Naruto, their release dripping from their cocks to their thighs, almost makes him come again. Almost. 

“Beautiful, so beautiful for me.” He praises, hands making their way to both of their backs, slowly moving downwards to their puckered holes. He circles his fingers on them, twitching to his touch, “Look at you, twitching already. Are you both desperate for something in you, hmm?”

The two answered a yes, muffled by the position they were in, but Naruto heard loud and clear. “Mhm, good. Stay still,” He makes his way to open the drawer by their bedside, grabbing the bottle of oil and protection. The sound of the cap opening added tension to the two on the bed, desperate but still patient — obedient.  Naruto leans down to both of them, warm and slicked fingers circling their holes,  “I’m going to open both of you up, get you all ready for my cock,” He says, pressing a finger inside the two of them. 

“Ahn–!” “N-Naruto!!” The two moan as he slips a finger inside, squirming. And it’s so warm, so… wet? 

Ah, of course.

“Sasuke… did you touch yourself?” He asks, fingers stopping just as it had entered. He hears them breathe sharply, but they remain silent.

“Answer me, Sasuke,” Naruto says, his voice steady and commanding. He retracts his fingers, the two whining in response – either from his tone or the loss of his touch. 

They mumble something that Naruto doesn’t quite catch. “I didn’t hear you.”

They lift their heads from their arms, glancing up at him. “Y-yes...” the clone stammers. “We prepped a bit…”

Sasuke fingered himself. And if his clone was wet too that meant— “Mhm, so you put on a show for each other? Is that it?” 

The real Sasuke stammers, “N-No, we didn’t do much. We just loosened up a bit, I swe—

Naruto cuts him off, “Hm, did either of you come? Did both of you?” 

One blushes while the other looks away, and that’s all Naruto needs.

He smiles darkly. “Alright, then. How about this, who came first? Answer me honestly.”

Sasuke stutters, “N-Naruto—”

Ah, so it was Sasuke himself. Naruto scoffs. “Huh, did you come to the thought of your clone seeing you playing with yourself, hmm? Or was it seeing yourself be in pleasure? I didn’t realize my husband could be so dirty, so needy…” He taunts.

And he knows Sasuke must be burning inside — consumed by an aching need and delicious embarrassment, a mixture of both that thrills and entices him in ways he can’t resist. 

Sasuke opens his mouth, his voice barely a whisper, “Naruto—”

Naruto doesn’t let Sasuke finish, he points to the clone, “You will be taking my cock,” and he looks at Sasuke, “And you will watch, you can not touch yourself.” 

Sasuke wanted to retort, to say something clever, but Naruto’s gaze and tone brooked no argument, compelling him to obey. He shifts, rising from his position but remaining seated on the bed, his face flushed and lips glistening, his eyes glimmering with unshed tears.

Sasuke’s clone shifts restlessly in bed, eager for Naruto to make his next move. “Move closer, baby,” Naruto purrs and the clone complies, inching closer until his ankles nearly dangle off the edge of the bed.

Naruto pushes his finger inside him, and even though he did it only to the clone, he sees Sasuke tense beside the clone, cock heavy and leaking with cum.

“Ah–!” The clone’s pants and muffled moans fill the room, and Naruto wants to make him scream, thrust his cock quickly and deep, pressing him to the mattress. But he had plans. He’ll test him, no— them, further; bring them to their limit. Sasuke had said that tonight was all about Naruto, and Naruto wanted nothing more but to leave them ruined and dirty. 

He works a second finger in, pumping them back and forth, twisting and curling them inside. He hits a certain spot, and he feels Sasuke tighten around his fingers, “Ngh–Right there!” Sasuke moans, thighs shaking. 

“Yeah? You like that?” Sasuke lets out a whine, and Naruto knows —knows that Sasuke needed something more and that he wants it now.

“N-Naruto! Ah, I can’t wait anymo–ngh !” 

Naruto reaches out for the condom, but the real Sasuke interrupts. “Don’t. We–He doesn’t need that.” Naruto’s breath catches, and he raises an eyebrow, his gaze flickering to the clone, who nods knowingly.

Naruto grips his cock, easing it inside Sasuke. Sasuke chokes out a moan, then a cry, then a muffled scream as Naruto slowly pushed every last inch of his cock deep inside of him, grunting as he does so. Sasuke was so tight, so warm, so perfect. 

He stares down at Sasuke, his hands caressing his back, then to his sides, his thighs, calves – the entirety of his legs before resting on his ankles and holding them. He pulls his cock almost all the way out, before pushing it back in just as slowly, as he watches Sasuke arch in pleasure. 

And he does this again and again and again, each slow thrust wringing out a moan from Sasuke. He lets go of the man’s ankles, holding him by his waist to pull him towards him to meet his thrusts. And he’s so– “So perfect for me, Sasuke. If only you could see–” If only Sasuke could see how Naruto’s cock disappears inside of him; could only feel how he tightens around him. 

Sasuke whines, “Naruto, F-Faster,” he says, looking back over his shoulder, gaze clouded by lust, eyes pleading. Naruto obliged with nothing but a grunt, giving his beloved husband what he asked for. Because this was it, Naruto didn’t just get pleasure from fucking Sasuke, but in the satisfaction and pride of being the one to ignite that pleasure. From seeing Sasuke writhe and squirm under him, and because of him.

So he fucks him faster, deeper trying to find the spot that would make him pliant — weak; melt under his touch. He fucks him until he reaches the spot his finger had found earlier, a loud mewl leaving the clone’s lips, “R-Right there–!” Sasuke moans, clenching around Naruto. 

And the room was filled with loud pants, rough groans, and wet skin slapping against each other, and Naruto’s so lost in the pleasure, that he almost forgets he was fucking Sasuke’s clone—that there were three of them in the room. Until he hears him— 

“N-Naruto…” Sasuke’s voice was small.

Naruto stares at him, fucking the clone harder, who lets out a choked whine. “Mhm, I’m busy, Sasuke,” Naruto replies, his eyes flicking to him for just a moment. He grips the clone’s hips with a touch that’s almost bruising.

“S-So good! Ngh-Ah..!” Sasuke’s clone moans even louder, desperately trying to push himself up to meet Naruto’s chest. Naruto’s other hand leaves the clone’s waist, wrapping it around his shoulders to pull him up against his chest.

Naruto thrusts even deeper, still hitting Sasuke’s prostate despite the position they were in, and he felt Sasuke squirm as if he were running away from the pleasure. 

Naruto closes his eyes, hips not even stuttering a bit,  he runs his other hand to Sasuke’s stomach, and his eyes widen– “Shit. S-Sasuke look, I’m right here… ” He says, taking Sasuke’s hand to place it over his lower stomach. 

Sasuke whines, not daring to look despite feeling it on his palm. 

“I said look, Sasuke.” Naruto tightens the grip on Sasuke’s wrist, a warning. "Look how deep I am inside you," He adds.

The man looks down and comes. “F-Fuck! So deep, so big-haah–Naruto–!” Sasuke’s clone gasps, barely having the time to say it when his cock bobbed against his stomach, strings of cum spurting out.

“Ngh! S-Sensitive! Hah, wait–” Sasuke quivers, but Naruto doesn’t stop, he runs his hand up and down Sasuke’s stomach as he fucks him, eyes flickering to the real Sasuke, who was now looking away, his cock heavy and leaking — untouched. 

Naruto chuckles, “Sasuke, look at us.” The man flinches, but looks over to them, to their lewd display, eyes now glossy with tears. 

“Look at how good you’re taking it, Sasuke. Is this how you felt earlier when you were alone with your clone? Do you like seeing yourself like this?” He asks as he takes his hand from the clone’s stomach to hold his chin to face Sasuke. 

The two moan as their gazes meet, and Naruto scoffs, “I asked you a question, Sasuke.” 

“Y-Yeah. Yes, I do.” His voice comes out in a whisper. 

“Yes, what?” Naruto repeats.

“Yes, I like seeing you fuck me.” He admits, his cheeks tinted a deep red.

And that tips Naruto right over the edge, he grunts, burying himself deep; once, twice, thrice — and stills on the fourth as his load filled Sasuke who moaned and comes dry.

Naruto grabs the clone's chin to pull him in for a kiss, smacking noises echoing in the room. Then he slowly releases his grip on Sasuke’s shoulder, laying his chest back down on the bed. He pulls out slowly, and Sasuke whimpers as he could feel the come drip down from his hole. 

Naruto leans down to kiss his shoulder, then gently flips the man to his back. “You were so good for me,” He praises, kissing him on his forehead. 

The clone offers a tired smile, eyes still hazy with lust. “T-Thank you..” 

Naruto smiles, then looks over to the real Sasuke, who was panting heavily, cock still hard. He arches his brow, and tilts his head  “Do you have something to say, Sasuke?” 

Sasuke breathes heavily, “I… Naruto, I need you.” 

Naruto stares at him, waiting for him to continue. Sasuke gulps, “Naruto–Please. Fuck me…” 

A small smile tugs on Naruto’s lips, “You really want me to fuck you, Sasuke?” 

Sasuke bites his lips, “Yes. Yes, Please. God, Naru–”

“—Work for it. You’ll ride my cock while he rides my face. You’re not coming until I tell you to.” Naruto commands, voice deep and firm. 

Naruto looks over to the clone, who nods as his cock twitches in interest. “I’ll tell you when to sit on me, Is that okay baby?”  Sasuke’s clone nods weakly in reply. 

Naruto crawls to bed, lying down as he waits for the two of them to get ready. He sees the real Sasuke straddle his lap, hand gripping his cock, lining its head up with his ass.

“Not gonna prep?” Naruto asks, brows raised in concern.

Sasuke flushes, averting his gaze. “N-No. I need you now,” he says, urgency and a touch of desperation lacing his voice.

Naruto feels Sasuke ease down on his cock slowly, thighs shaking as he did so, and– Fuck, he wants to flip Sasuke over, pound him to the mattress— but no, he’s going to make Sasuke work for it. His husband lowers himself on his cock slowly, moaning as he took his time sinking down the rest of his length, only stopping once he was seated on Naruto’s lap with his cock fully seated inside him. 

Sasuke stays still, catching his breath, his hand resting on Naruto’s stomach. He circles his hips in small circles, “C-Can I…?” He asks. 

Naruto smiles darkly and nods, “Go ahead. Take what you need.” He feels Sasuke slowly raise and lower himself, swiveling his hips when he drops down Naruto’s length again. 

And as Sasuke rides him slowly, Naruto looks over to the clone, his cock now fully hard. “Come up, baby.” Sasuke and his clone blush, and Naruto shakes his head with a smile, his husband never got over his shyness when he’d give him oral down there. He remembers the first time he did it to Sasuke, he was horrified, but turned on — and after some convincing and reassurance that he wouldn’t pass out, a few licks and laps to his hole had Sasuke begging for Naruto to keep his tongue in, circling his hips against his mouth. 

Sasuke’s clone straddles Naruto’s face, he looks down, cheeks painted a crimson red, “S-Should I…?” 

Naruto nods, “Mhm, sit on my face. But I want you to face yourself.” 

And he feels the real Sasuke tighten around him, movement stuttering for a moment.  And Sasuke’s clone slowly lowers himself on Naruto’s hot mouth, leaning forward as he supports himself with his hand resting on Naruto’s chest. 

Naruto darts out a tongue and licks a firm stripe across Sasuke’s hole, and darts his tongue in slow circles, cleaning Sasuke out. 

“F-Fuck, so good–” The clone whines, his legs tightening around Naruto’s face. The man hums in approval, gently poking his tongue in his hole, testing his reactions. He feels the clone quiver, a shaky moan leaving his lips. As Naruto feels no resistance, he gently spreads Sasuke, inching his tongue deeper as he picks up a new pattern of licking and thrusting his tongue in and out. 

And the room is louder than ever. Sasuke was now sinking quickly up and down his cock, chasing after his pleasure, while his clone shakes and quivers at his tongue’s ministrations. And Naruto’s brain feels like mush, like his cock is about to explode — but he’s not giving it to Sasuke easily.

He pulls off from the clone’s ass, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, the taste of his own release, saliva, and oil lingering on his mouth. The clone moves down to his chest, letting him catch his breath.

“You’re so tight…!” Naruto grunts, and he knows Sasuke must be near his release, his movements stuttering, and moans getting higher.  And Naruto almost thrusts up, almost fucks himself onto Sasuke, “Sasuke– Wait–”

The man listens, staying still on his cock, legs quivering, tears welling up. “Ngh, I was s-so close–!” He whines. 

Naruto almost feels bad, almost. “Shh, I know, baby, I know. But listen to me, I want your clone to come first, and when he does, I want you to disperse him, only then you can continue, can you do that for me?” 

Naruto could feel him clench around him, “Fuck-okay, hurry!” He whines, impatient. 

The clone looks back and finds himself sitting on his face again, Naruto’s wet and hot tongue bringing him closer and closer to another release. And everything is too much for the clone, too much for everyone, really—Sasuke’s clone clenches around Naruto’s tongue, as he looks at his real body, warming Naruto’s cock— 

“Ah–I’m coming–Naruto!!” Naruto feels the clone tense up and feels his release paint his stomach. As he was about to grip his waist, he heard a quick poof, and the weight in his upper body was gone. 

He sits up and looks around, “Sasuke did you already–ngh !” But before he could continue, he felt Sasuke pick up the pace on his cock, trying to pick up where he left off. 

And Naruto's resolve breaks. He sits up and snakes his arms around Sasuke, quickly flipping their position so that he's lying on his back. “S-Shit ! N-Naruto–Please!” Sasuke moans as Naruto fucks him with deep and rough thrusts, cock rubbing against Sasuke's tight, ribbed, nerve-ridden walls. Naruto stares down at him, face wet with saliva and tears, he caresses Sasuke's chest, working his way downward to his thighs, before he grips him by his ankles, spreading his legs as wide as he could. He puts his entire weight to his legs, powering through his thrusts while keeping Sasuke pressed down. 

And Sasuke couldn't stop moaning, not even if he tried; he bit his lip, stifled them to the best of his ability, but he always ends up with his mouth wide open, letting out loud cries and moans. Naruto kisses him, wet and sloppy, as if to help him. He then pulls away, “S-Sasuke, you do know that you’re gonna feel what you’re clone felt when you disperse him, right?” He whispers to the man’s ear.

Sasuke doesn't quite catch what he says at first, only looks up and stares at Naruto with lidded and fucked out eyes. But then he tenses, his back rising from the bed, red and purple eyes widening in realization, “Huh? Mmph-shit!!” Sasuke’s eyes roll back, tears streaming down his face as his release spurts out, painting his and Naruto’s stomach. And he squirms and twitches, the pleasure felt by his clone washing over him as if it happened to him personally. 

"Angh!! N-Naruto!” Sasuke cries out, arm finding its way around Naruto to bring him closer. 

Naruto doesn’t stop fucking him through his climax, he chuckles, “Hah, I thought you knew that—”

“Naruto–ngh–s-so sensitive…!” Sasuke whined, legs snaking around Naruto’s waist, pulling his hips closer, and Naruto could hear how loudly his cock and balls slapped against Sasuke. 

Naruto slows down, “D’you want me to stop?” Sasuke shakes his head, tears streaming down his face, “N-No. Don't stop, please! Come in me, just like you did with my clone—!” and Naruto grunts, and the familiar warmth of his climax boils in him, and every string of control in him snaps; primal lust taking over. He pushes deeper in Sasuke, his thrusts beginning to grow more erratic and frantic; moaning in his husband's ear as he releases all of his untamed desires for the nth time, pumping his seed into Sasuke, grunting and shaking as his orgasm washes over him. 

And all his strength is drained from his limbs, as he plops down on Sasuke, kissing his forehead, “I love you, I love you-” 

Sasuke whimpers, still shaking from the overstimulation;from the feeling of being filled up,  “H-Hah, love you t-too…”

They stay like that for a while, connected. Until Sasuke grunts, most likely from the weight on top of him.  Naruto chuckles then pulls out, almost gets hard again from seeing his come ooze out Sasuke's hole, a sight he would never get tired of, really. 

Sasuke nods weakly but smiles, pulling Naruto back to bed to lie beside him. 

Naruto looks at Sasuke, body flushed pink and red, painted with streaks of cum. He gently brushes Sasuke's hair away from his face and whispers, “I love you.”

Sasuke laughs, and a small but exhausted smile tugs on his lips, “Good sex tends to make you even more of a sap,” He teases weakly.

Naruto rolls his eyes, wrapping his arms around Sasuke, kissing his forehead as he pulls him to his chest. 

Sasuke pulls back, gazing at Naruto, blinking his Sharingan away. “Happy Birthday, Naruto.”

“Pft–it’s not my birthday yet," Naruto protests playfully.

“It’s already midnight, so..” Sasuke replies, glancing at the small clock on their bedside table. Naruto follows his gaze, a grin spreading across his face.

Naruto laughs softly, “Okay, okay. Well, that was the best birthday gift ever!” He wraps his arms around Sasuke, pulling him snugly against his chest.

Sasuke looks up, basking in the warmth. “Better than the unlimited Ichiraku ramen card I got you last year?” he teases, a playful glint dancing in his eyes.

Naruto meets his gaze, his expression soft and tender, a delightful contrast to their earlier antics. “Yup! Way better!”

Sasuke laughs, “You’re crazy.”

Naruto rolls his eyes dramatically. “And so are you! You didn’t have to do all th—”

Sasuke cuts him off, “I know. But I wanted to.”

Naruto beams at his husband, his heart swelling.

“This won’t happen again, though,” Sasuke adds with a teasing smirk. Naruto’s shoulders sag in exaggerated disappointment.

Sasuke scoffs, “Are you serious? You don’t run out of stamina, I can’t keep up!”

Naruto raises an eyebrow, a mischievous grin creeping onto his face. “What if it were me, though?”

“W-What?” Sasuke’s eyes widen, a blush creeping onto his cheeks.

Naruto smirks, shrugging casually. “What if I used clones? It’s my signature move after all..”

Sasuke blinks, flustered. “I—I mean…” He stutters.

Naruto blinks, then breaks out into a loud laugh, “Pft! Pervert.” 

Sasuke shakes his head and smiles, moving closer to Naruto to kiss him before snuggling to his chest. And Naruto’s so blessed, so grateful. He used to dread his birthdays, haunted by memories of growing up alone and losing his parents on that very day. 

But now, with Sasuke’s soft breaths against him and their shared warmth wrapping around them, he views his birthday as a promise of many years together—a symbol of returning home to Sasuke, where love and warmth await him at every turn.