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content: general headcanons (sfw), romantic headcanons (sfw) + sexual headcanons (nsfw)
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general headcanons:
gaara tends to participate in hobbies that are associated with older people.
gaara’s role as a jinchuriki meant that during his childhood, he was rarely ever perceived for what he fundamentally was: a child. there was no time to build sandcastles or play games with temari and kankuro. he had to grow up quickly. which explains why he's gardening, doing needlework, and birdwatching when he hasn't even reached 20. he'd fuck up some bingo too if you gave him the chance idc
sunagakure appears to draw its inspiration from north african, south asian, and west asian culture. if he could be assigned a real-world ethnicity, i can definitely see him being from that region. i’m personally torn between him being levantine (syrian, lebanese, palestinian, jordanian) or egyptian.
gaara has his ears pierced: he has standard lobes, and second lobes. suna has alternative medical practices of their own that are similar to ayurveda. they believe that piercing his ears maintains the flow of his chakra, and prevents any obstructions from shukaku.
as he grows older, gaara starts to take a greater interest in personal hygiene and self-care beyond the standard water, soap, and lotion. temari gets him into skincare. he’d also find a personal fragrance, and stay with it for the rest of his life.
with that being said, i can see him smelling like oud, amber, or tonka beans—all three of which are quite popular scents in sunagakure. gaara also enjoys burning bakhoor on special occasions, like upon the arrival of a guest, for instance.
i love pale gaara as much as the next person, but he literally lives in a desert. he’s totally capable of tanning. it's only thanks to the sand shield that he has managed to stay so fair in complexion for so long.
gaara would totally have sun-bleached hair! there's so many varying colours in his strands, ranging from rich and deep copper to bright red. kankuro has definitely laughed at how gaara becomes borderline ginger when the sun stays out for longer.
he knows every fairuz (and by extension, every ziad rahbani) song like the back of his hand. he starts off every morning with her music.
saaltak habibi, saalouny el nas, adesh kan fi nas, and dhia anou are personal favourites of his.
his body temperature runs more on the cold side. he is always cold to the touch. nobody knows why.
gaara enjoys theatre and performance arts in general. the idea of becoming a different person while remaining the same fascinates him. he also enjoys puppetry.
does not like horror films and ironically, can't stand films with gore in them. he likes slice-of-life films, preferably ones with a happy ending.
he has a reddit account just to ask ridiculously specific questions.
has become somewhat of a local celebrity on r/NoStupidQuestions
sometimes he sucks ass at social media it's not even funny. temari, kankuro, and shikamaru have all had to help him extensively with online etiquette.
gaara prizes his loved ones above all else. he saves letters from them all. usually, he exchanges letters with naruto, lee, his siblings, and of course, little shikadai.
sometimes him and fuu gossip. gaara doesn't realise its gossiping, but he indulges in it though... he's lowkey messy
sasuke has a snark page on reddit and he is the most active member on it.
he used to wear red because it would hide bloodstains easier, but somewhere down the road, it just became his favourite colour. crimson red, specifically.
he doesn't play about the texture of his clothes. he fucking hates polyester and he’d rather die before he puts that shit on!
tea culture is prevalent in sunagakure and gaara is not a stranger to it. he enjoys mint tea with no sugar. gaara also enjoys noon chai because it's not sweet.
you will never see a teabag in his house either. it’s all loose leaf! yes, we are boiling it in the pot over the stove. what kettle?
he likes the beach... for obvious reasons.
poor gaara doesn't exactly have the best immune system. prolonged sleeplessness really fucked him over.
he isn't a big animal person, nor is he one to keep a pet. the only way he’d keep a pet is if it were a more self-sufficient animal that doesn't need much taking care of. he’d probably like an outdoor cat.
romantic headcanons:
gaara has the potential to be attracted to anybody. his sexuality isn't defined by sex itself. he's attracted to kindness, strength, and people who are accepting.
gaara is not exactly fond of diffidence in a partner. he doesn't appreciate people who are afraid to speak their mind around him. people who withdraw their tongues, people who tip-toe around him and act like they're walking on eggshells... he favours high self esteem and sureness in a partner. just keep it real with him icl
a person who has confidence is a person who can unlock the doors that leads to gaara’s heart. please, make it egregiously evident that you don't fear him in the slightest. he has already had more than his maximum dose of the world receiving him with hesitance. being indiscriminate with your treatment of others, including himself, is likely to get his respect. act like you know who you are.
gentleness is key, but don't make it excessive. if you treat gaara like he's about to break, he's not going to appreciate that. approach him with firmness and recognise that his story is one of strength. the things gaara has endured does not make a weak person in the slightest.
romance with gaara is a slow-moving one where patience is a pre-requisite. he needs time to bloom, and it's very likely that a close friendship will need to be established before anything romantic can happen.
gaara has never had a romantic crush before. he's coming to the realisation that he doesn't feel this way about any of his other close friends either. it's just you.
he'd notice the signs of him having a crush the same way someone else would notice symptoms of a fever, a cold, or some other medical condition.
he'd notice that his heart beats a bit faster around you. that his mouth gets a little bit drier, that his palms feel clammier than usual. he feels more whole when you are around, and conversely, he feels like there is a void in his heart when you aren't around.
he'd definitely speak to temari or kankuro about it, because he is unable to define these feelings as a crush. he trusts them to accurately put a label on this newfound feeling, and promptly give him guidance.
now, romantic attraction is a fresh emotion for gaara. if you're attracted to him, you have to be very clear about your attraction to him. usually, you're the one who has to make the first moves, especially in the early stages of your relationship.
something tells me that he'd find your insistence charming: you're inviting him to go to places with you; you're asking him out to dinner, and overall, just showing a genuine interest in him as a person even if he's being passive. you're seriously going out of your way to spend time with him. he finds it very endearing.
it's easy to fluster gaara. no, he isn't steaming and getting red in the face. he's clearing his throat and shrinking himself, very very subtly. it's because he doesn't know how to handle the kind of attention you're showering him in. when it comes from you, being called fine, or handsome, or beautiful makes him feel shy. he still can't believe that someone is seeing him so fondly.
at first, gaara kisses with his eyes open. in his youth, gaara was told that acts of intimacy were not designed for pleasure, but instead, were designed with the sole purpose of distracting him; of making him more vulnerable and easy to harm. he keeps his eyes open as a means of remaining vigilant. once he realises that your intimacy is a safe space, he closes his eyes.
(his mouth tastes like mint because that's his favourite tea)
similarly, he finds it easier to sleep around you. his body registers you as a sanctuary where he doesn't have to defend himself, because he's finally come to understand that your affection does not come with a devastating price. you're not waiting to catch him with his guard down or anything, you really just love him to the point where you'll let him shut down without a cost.
he doesn't really use pet names, because your name itself is the celebration of your existence. it is beautiful to him on its own, so he will just say your name. maybe "beloved," sometimes.
gaara would say “i love you” sparingly. that's not to say gaara doesn't love you. he does. it's to say that there are other expressions of love that transcends words.
he doesn't care about words when he can just hold you after a long days worth of work. when he can taste the sweetness of your lips. when he can plant your favourite flower in his greenhouse and give it to you. gaara takes action.
his actions are as quiet as they are loud. he is a listener. he's always making mental notes on you, even on the things you mention in passing that you think are small and irrelevant. he commits every fact about you to his memory.
you condition him to enjoy physical touch as time passes. gaara's skin has been touched before, and before that, almost never. he's felt bruising kicks and punches, but never once has he felt the tenderness of your hands massaging into his scalp. he knew softness could be an option, but he didn't think he could receive it. he wants more of you. eventually, he starts to seek touch on his own.
holding hands, interlocking fingers, hugging, arms wrapped around your waist, cuddling, wanting you to sit in his lap... he is climbing up the ladder!
kiss the scar on his face. please. show him that he does not have to rely on himself for love anymore. you are also here.
seeing you laughing and having a good time with his siblings is the ultimate green flag for him. he can literally see a lifetime with you in that moment.
when gaara is with you, he's going to be with you for life. if the relationship ends in any way, be it death, cheating (GOD FORBID), or just a general break up, gaara will be devastated, and i doubt he'll find love again. he is terrible at "casual." love is an immense act of transparency that he takes seriously! you are his first, you are his last.
sexual headcanons (NSFW beyond this point):
we have established this very well, but gaara is a virgin. he doesn't even bat an eye over the thought of losing his virginity to you, though. he understands that you will cross that bridge when you get there and that there's no rush.
gaara would not wait until marriage to have sex. he doesn't subscribe to the notion that virginity equates to purity.
sexual compatibility is not a proper concern for him. he could go through a lifetime of celibacy if he wanted. your emotional bond and the romantic relationship that's built on it are wayyyy more important to him than sex.
he is not opposed to sex, though. gaara will always make sure that you're pleased.
you are both going to have extensive and uncomfortable conversations about where your boundaries start and end. gaara does not like surprises. he wants you to lay out all your cards on the table for him to memorise. he doesn't want to entertain the risk of hurting you, or making you uncomfortable whatsoever.
your first time with gaara probably isn't going to be spontaneous. there's a lot of talk you're having in regards to sex at this time, and in one of those talks, you are definitely planning when you're gonna put it on him. you're both busy people. the time needs to be right. you need to ensure nobody will disturb you, and that you're both comfortable
it can be difficult to tell when gaara's turned on. he's fairly good at suppressing his emotions in general, but particularly his desire.
there's a few signs that jump out at you, though. sometimes, he can't keep eye contact with you for long. when he sits, he crosses and uncrosses his legs more than usual. there seems to be longer silences that go beyond him taking a moment to think...
when gaara was younger, he was instructed by his handlers to be wary against sex and all forms of carnal desire. he was informed that lust was a destructive state that could render him a useless human weapon in suna's arsenal.
which is why it's so hard to tell when he's turned on. he doesn't want to prove them right, but to an extent, they are. he's helpless against his desire, against you. he doesn't like lacking control over himself, but you make his self-control slip anyways. the influence you have over him scares him a little.
as a result, he loves it when you let him know that it's okay to indulge in you. the doors are locked, the blinds are drawn, the lights are off, and it's just you two bathing in candlelight. everything goes, everything is allowed. "touch me here," "touch me there," oh, he loves it.
in general, gaara loves it when you take the lead in the bedroom. it's a respite from his position of authority as kazekage. for once, he's the one receiving orders and instructions instead of being the one giving them. you guide him with such clarity, that he can't help but feel compelled to obey. he can turn his mind off. he doesn't have to think on the behalf of thousands right now. he can just think for you, and that's perfect.
FOREPLAY!
gaara is overly into foreplay. he lives for your hands rubbing over his body. he loves it when you kiss him all over, when you suck at his skin like you're hungry for him. he loves the simmering tension that rises every time you grind against each other through your clothes. his heart is racing with excitement.
he could literally just dry hump and make out with you all day and be totally fine with not going any further.
definitely a body worshipper. sex with you functions as a platform where he can express his gratitude. in the best way possible, he cannot believe you're real. he has to convince himself by touching every part of your body and leaving kisses in its wake.
there isn't a pattern to the roles gaara assumes during sex. it's very easy for him to switch depending on the day and the mood. he can easily alternate between a more submissive role, and a more dominant role. if you want him to fuck your brains out, he can do that for you. if you wanna be the one fucking his brains out, he'll let that happen. he's very receptive to YOUR needs.
touched on here, but i lowk see him as a service sub. as mentioned earlier, gaara is a man of action. he finds fulfilment in serving you. whether it's washing your hair in the shower, gardening for you, drawing you a bath, or clearing the clutter on your desk, he will do anything in his power to make you pleased. it gives him a sense of purpose outside of being the kazekage.
ordinary behaviour become part of a prolonged foreplay that excites you both. he thrives on the knowledge that you will reward him for his service in the bedroom.
gaara tries his hardest to keep his work life and his private life separate. but if at any point you let a "lord kazekage" slip out of your lips... he's going to be thinking about that for a while. he really likes it when you say it. maybe he'll get you to say that when he's driving his dick into you.
gaara enjoys being talked to during sex. it doesn't necessarily have to be dirty talk, but just words that assure him that you ARE, in fact, having a good time. he'll even ask you straight up, "am i doing well?" take that opportunity to praise him, please.
be shameless with him. as mentioned in the romantic headcanons, do not treat him like something fragile. sex is part of the emotional bond you both share. restraining yourself, or being too gentle will make him think you don't trust him enough to handle all that. PUT IT ON HIM! do tricks on it! trust that he'll tell you when it's enough. have faith in him.
his favourite places to be touched includes his neck and his inner thighs. if you kiss him in either of those places, he will be rock hard.
lowkey, he's into watching you masturbate.
he wants to hear each breath you take and each moan that comes out of your mouth. he wants to see what kind of facial expressions you make when you're being absorbed by pleasure. he wants to watch you cum, knowing that you did it because you love him. because he exists.
he also loves watching the way your hands move when you bring yourself to climax. it's like he's piecing together a puzzle. so this is how you touch yourself. he's making a mental note.
gaara doesn't care about whether or not he cums. for him, the purpose of sex isn't to finish. it's more about physical and psychological intimacy; to get even closer to you. sex with you is the ultimate act of vulnerability. you have stripped him down to the final layer. he is literally laid bare before you. cumming would be great, but it's just not as important as you and how you feel in that moment. if you cum, that's good enough for him.
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Hi!!!! I want to start with how much I lived ur fem sasuke fic omg I kinda cried at the end lmao I want to end my ask with this two questions I wanted to ask if u are okay with questions about wanting a part two to ur fics (i read ur rules but couldn’t see it) and if u take emoji anons (if yes id like to take this🌷) have a good day I’m gonna read through ur masterlist ♥️♥️
awww thank you!!! i'm so honored stop
i'm def okay with pt 2 requests!! and yes i take emoji anons. thank u for ur support ily!!
Do you take requests for any other Naruto characters or just Sasuke
i do take requests for other characters but i've never written them so it'll probably take a while for my characterization to get good! i'd like the challenge tho 😋
♯┆sasuke x reader x zuko x megumi .ᐟ 18+ part two.
ᝰ.ᐟ when your boyfriend, sasuke, suggests a threesome with his roommate, megumi, you're more than a little interested. a party of three quickly turns into a party of four when zuko shows interest in you at a function. sasuke is a CUCK!!! sasuke and megumi are kind of homosexual. oral (m! and f!receiving). brief cowgirl, eiffel tower, doggy, missionary. dubcon (everyone is drunk). modern au.
a/n: i actually hate this fic but now im free thank god thank god thank god my laptop is currently broken so im ngl i wrote this on the library computers #fml anyways im sorry i cut the smut short im lowk bad at writing smut and it keeps stumping me................ill improve soon dattebayo! sidenote my birthday is in two weeks!
part one.
you’re sure your pupils are blown wide open as you watch the scene in front of you—megumi and sasuke making out. what started off as a hesitant, unsure kiss has turned into something passionate, and you’re not sure if you wanna join or continue to watch. you never, not even in your wildest dreams, thought this would happen. you never thought they’d be down for this. your mind is spinning but you can’t bring yourself to care about the aftermath right now.
they pull away, panting, lips glistening with each other's saliva. you almost don’t want them to stop, but the thought is quickly pushed away when they both turn their focus back on you. you’re sat on megumi’s bed now, your eyes wide. sasuke smirks at the sight of you, stepping close. “you’re enjoying this too much.” he mumbles, looming over you. you tilt your head up to look at him, chuckling breathlessly. “i’m a little lost for words.” you admit, pressing your cheek against his stomach. he hums, running his fingers through your hair. “do you want to continue?” he asks.
you nod a little too quickly, earning an amused huff from megumi. they both sit down on either side of you, and you’re unsure of who to look at. sasuke decides for you, grabbing your jaw and pulling your face towards his. he kisses you deep and slow, trying to convey his emotion through his actions. you melt into it, sliding one hand into his hair. you shift on the bed, turning your body towards him completely, gripping the front of his shirt with your free hand. it’s not long before you feel megumi press against your back. he brushes your hair away from your neck, his lips meeting the soft skin there. you shiver, reaching one hand back to grab onto any part of megumi that you can find. he wraps an arm around your waist, keeping you pressed against him as he starts to kiss every inch of skin he can reach.
however, his hands start to wander, sliding up to cup your chest, then up to your neck, before finally reaching your jaw; pulling you away from sasuke. you break the kiss with a gasp, not having a moment to catch your breath before megumi is tilting your head back to kiss him instead. you make a sound against his mouth, twisting your body to be more comfortable. sasuke watches with an unreadable expression, keeping his hands to himself. megumi tugs at you, wordlessly asking you to move. you obey, breaking the kiss to straddle him. he leans back against the headboard, no words spoken as he pulls you back into a kiss. your hands wander across his body, brain fuzzy. a part of you still feels weird and guilty about touching someone like this that isn’t sasuke, but with the way his hand is sliding under your shirt right now, you’re sure he’s enjoying the view.
you gasp into megumi’s mouth as sasuke’s cold hand finds your breast, playing around with your nipple. however, he pulls his hand away after a few seconds. you break away from megumi, looking over your shoulder to see what he’s up to. you watch as sasuke pulls his shirt off, eyebrows raising in both shock and amusement when you feel megumi’s cock twitch under you. a part of you wonders if the two of them have also been dancing around each other for a while. his pants come off next, and you can see the outline of his hard cock clearly now that he’s in just his boxers. you move away from megumi, sliding off the bed and onto your knees in front of your boyfriend. he looks down at you with slightly parted lips, hand reaching down to free himself. he pumps his cock lazily a few times and you open your mouth, tongue reaching out to give him a lick.
he inhales sharply when you tease his tip, letting you take control. you slowly stroke him with your hand, your mouth continuing to tease only the head of his cock. you watch his reactions carefully, as always, but now you’re watching megumi too. it’s not long before his own cock is out, being stroked slowly as he focuses on the way you’re starting to take more and more of sasuke’s length. both of them start breathing heavily, and you start feeling a little shy from the way they’re staring at you. sasuke's hand slides into your hair, holding your head still.
"c-can i..?" he breathes out. you hum approvingly around his cock, knowing what he's asking for. he begins to thrust up into your mouth, being careful to watch your expressions so that he doesn't overdo it. you can tell he's holding himself back more than usual right now—assuming he doesn't want to wear you out before you get a chance to do anything with megumi. he groans under his breath as you relax your throat for him, letting him use you. your eyes flicker over to megumi, who's pumping his cock at a rapid pace now, brows furrowed.
you reach out your hand—a sign to come closer—and he obeys immediately. he shifts so that he's sat right next to sasuke, a faint red tinting the tips of his ears. you move your left hand up to wrap around his cock, stroking it to the best of your ability with the way that sasuke is fucking your face right now. your eyes sting with tears but you're determined to make sasuke come, so you push through it. his head his thrown back, pants and low sounds leaving him.
megumi is watching you, his lip between his teeth, fists clenched tightly around the sheets. "fuck...close," sasuke breathes out, his hips picking up their pace. you release megumi to hold onto sasuke's thighs, doing whatever you can to speed up the process. he finally comes with a groan, his grip in your hair loosening. you pull back with a gasp, having already swallowed. sasuke's face is flushed, breathing heavy, his hand sliding out of your hair completely to cup your face instead. he caresses your cheek lovingly for a moment, focused on just you, before looking at megumi.
"enjoy the show?" he murmurs. megumi blushes a little harder, huffing. "shut up..." he grumbles. sasuke just smirks, tucking himself back into his boxers. you stand, looming over the two of them now. you pull your shirt off in one quick movement, all of your previous reluctance gone. megumi and sasuke have similar reactions, looking almost hungry. you gently push on megumi's shoulder, making him lay back.
he lets you, breaths coming a little quicker. you straddle him again, dragging yourself against his exposed cock. he hisses, hands sliding up your thighs. "gumi..." you murmur, kissing his neck. he breathes your name in response, grip tightening on your hips. you look at sasuke, biting your lip. "can we...?" you trail off, the implication clear. he just looks at you two silently before nodding slowly, his eyes moving from your chest to megumi's cock nestled between your thighs, obviously aroused.
you hum, kissing megumi. "and you? you wanna do this?" you make sure, undoing your bra. "uhhh..." he trails off, swallowing hard while his focus remains solely on your breasts spilling out now that your bra has been tossed aside. "y-yeah.." he whispers. you chuckle, pressing your chest against his. "good." you whisper back, kissing his neck. you start to unbutton his shirt, one by one, revealing his pale skin beneath. you push the shirt open, running your hands up his chest. you lean back into a sitting position, letting him tug his shirt off fully. you lift your hips off after unbuttoning your jeans, pulling them off.
now, you sit there completely naked. you feel a little shy, but you're going to ignore it, enjoying the position of power that you have right now. megumi looks up at you in what could only be described as complete and utter awe, pupils blown wide open. sasuke tosses you a condom, leaning back. "don't forget." he mutters. "right." you breathe, opening the packet. you take the condom, slowly rolling it onto megumi's length. he lets out a breath, nails digging into the skin of your thighs.
"uhm...are you ready?" you stammer. you're not used to having sex with other guys, of course, so you're not sure if he's expecting anything else. you and sasuke don't usually have time for foreplay, but you know it's expected usually. but megumi just nods feverishly, obviously desperate to be inside of you. sparing one last glance at sasuke, you grab megumi's cock, slowly letting yourself sink onto the tip. he whimpers, one hand going up to cover his mouth. it feels different. you slowly take more and more, your greedy hole swallowing his cock, until you eventually bottom out.
he whines when you give an experimental roll of your hips, throwing his head back. "w-wait...feels so- ah..good." he pants, brows furrowed. "can't...give me a sec..." he grits out, trying to get himself under control. you brace yourself against his chest, staying still as requested. once again, your eyes seek out sasuke. as much as you want megumi, he's not sasuke. but you won't say it out loud. sasuke is watching calmly, already half hard. he leans over, pecking your lips, before he kisses megumi again. your pussy tightens at the sight, making megumi moan.
he pats your thigh, a sign that you can begin moving, and so you do. you set a slow pace, not wanting to tire yourself up yet. megumi is whining into sasuke's mouth, hips jerking up against yours. you pant softly, feeling incredibly aroused by the situation. out of everything that could've happened today, this never would've been a single one of your guesses. you gradually speed up, need beginning to overtake your body. sasuke breaks away from megumi, starting to stroke his own cock again.
"gumi, i- ah fuck..." you pant. your legs are burning but you can't stop, his cock hitting that spot inside of you perfectly. but he notices your pace starting to dwindle, and he stops you with his hands on your hips. he gently pushes you back onto the bed, wanting you on your stomach. you oblige, stomach fluttering in anticipation. but instead of megumi, it's sasuke that slams into you. you gasp out a moan, hands flying out to grab the mattress. "fuck!" you moan, lifting your head back to look at him. "fuck, sorry..." he groans out, starting to thrust into you.
megumi walks to the other side of the bed, gently gripping your hair to get your attention. his cock hangs heavy, tempting you. his expression is full of needy expectation, silently begging you to suck him off. you take the bait, wrapping your lips around his cock. he hisses, head falling back as his grip tightens. you don't have the greatest control on the head you're giving megumi with the way that sasuke is slamming his cock into you, jolting your body, the pleasure making it hard to focus on anything else.
your eyes are watering, throat burning, ass stinging from the force at which sasuke's hips are slamming against it. due to the edging from earlier, it takes only a few minutes for megumi to be cumming down your throat, a strangled moan escaping him. with your mouth empty, your previously muffled sounds turn into loud moans of sasuke's name, fingers clutching at the bedsheets. he leans over you, caging you against the mattress, low grunts muffled against your shoulder. "fuck– ah, so close!" you moan.
"mhm," is all the response he gives you, trying to maintain his pace. his tip prodding at your cervix feels so good, cock rubbing against your walls. "fuckfuckfuckfuck– m'coming!" you gasp, your orgasm hitting you like a truck. you clamp down around his cock hard, making him hiss. he thrusts into you harder, pushing himself back onto his hands. and before you know it, he's spilling into you. you all take a moment to come down, the room falling silent save for the sounds of your collective breathing.
"you didn't wear a condom?" you blink, suddenly realizing that he came inside of you. "gave you my last one." he smirks slightly, sitting down beside you. on the opposite end of the bed sits megumi, gently running his hands through your hair. you huff at sasuke's response, kicking at him. he grabs your leg, pressing it down against the mattress. "your fantasies fulfilled?" he teases megumi, who groans, blushing. "shut up." he grumbles.
the next couple of weeks are...unexpected. you didn't know what you thought would happen after that time, but it wasn't this. it seems your relationship with sasuke has...opened—to include megumi. he's stopped avoiding you now. on the contrary, he's usually always there when you go to their dorms. and unlike before, the hangouts aren't just you guys chilling. they're heated, intimate, confusing. you don't know how long this will last, and a part of you is still anxious, worried about your relationship with sasuke.
but, you can't get yourself to give it too much thought right now. you're right where you want to be.
"tonight?" you hum, confirming the date of the party that you've been invited to. your friend responds on the other end of the line, phone pressed to your cheek. sasuke has an arm draped around your waist, while megumi's head rests on your lap. something is playing on the laptop, but none of you are paying attention. "alright. i'll be there." you confirm, earning an excited exclamation from your friend before the line cuts. "be where?" sasuke speaks up.
"mm, house party. do you guys wanna come?" you inquire. they share a look before megumi shrugs. "i guess." he mumbles. "really? that's unexpected." you chuckle. "where is it?" sasuke inquires, eyes shutting. "uhhh...i think it's being hosted by one of naruto's friends." you shrug, not really sure. sasuke scoffs, burying his face into your neck. "great." he mutters. you roll your eyes at his antics, running your hand through his hair. "don't be grumpy. you don't have to come."
he opens his eyes, tilting his head back to look at you. he shrugs, cheek pressed to your shoulder. "i'll go."
a few hours later, your mind is hazy from the shots you've downed. you're not drunk—you learnt your lesson during your freshman year—but there's a pleasant buzz running through your veins. you're in the kitchen, hip leaned against the counter, laughing with one of your friends. "no, i know! i told him to fuck off, but i didn't really mean it." she giggles conspiratorially, explaining her most recent encounter with her...you don't really know what they are to each other, but you enjoy hearing the drama regardless.
"but enough about that. how are things with sasuke?" she asks curiously, taking a sip out of her red solo cup. your smile softens, affection bubbling up in your chest at the mention of your boyfriend. "oh, y'know. he's still sasuke—hot, dreamy, sexy." you grin. your friend laughs, scrunching her face up in faux disgust. "gross, shut up." she teases before a cheeky expression crosses her face. "is his hot roommate still single?"
the question makes you pause, your smile fading slightly. something uncomfortable twists in your chest at the question, and you're unsure why. megumi is...a friend. with benefits, you suppose. so he's allowed to date other people. hell, you have a whole boyfriend yourself. so why does the thought of him being with someone else make you nauseous? forcing a chuckle, you shake your head. "i dunno. i think he's involved with someone, but i couldn't tell you any more than that." your friend lets out a disappointed tut, humming thoughtfully. "sucks. but it's fine—plenty of other hot guys on campus."
you feel a little relief at her casualness, reassured that her feelings for him were nothing serious. "speaking of, have you seen zuko recently?" she smirks. you tilt your head at the mention of him, mumbling a 'no'. zuko and you have...history? in high school, everybody thought he liked you—but you guys were such close friends that you were convinced that everyone was misreading the situation. and when you got with sasuke, he slowly faded into the background of your life. although you guys have been at the same college all these years, the friendship never picked back up.
"he's so hot now, [name]. it's too bad you're chained down to uchiha." she sighs dramatically, shaking her head with exaggerated sympathy. you chuckle, nudging her shoulder. "hush. i'm right where i need to be." you grin. "yeah, yeah. we all know how much you wuv your boyfriend," she mocks, grabbing your hand. "but you gotta check this out." she insists.
you huff as she starts dragging you out of the kitchen and into the living room, which is packed with sweaty college students, all under the influence. you both push through them, making your way to the other end of the room. there, you recognize the face of zuko but...he definitely has changed. he's not as skinny as he used to be in high school—his tall frame having filled out quite nicely with muscle. his hair is also quite long now, highlighting his unfairly perfect bone structure. he's busy talking to some other guy, though neither of them seem that interested in the conversation.
"zuko." your friend calls out, coming to a stop a few feet away. he lifts his gaze to look at her, eyes flickering to you. he seems caught off guard by your presence, but he smiles nonetheless. "hey." he replies, giving a dismissive nod to whoever he was with. "hey. long time no see." you grin, feeling a strange sense of nostalgia at the sight of his smile. "yeah." he chuckles, crossing his arms. "how've you two been?"
"oh, i've been great! but you know what? i think i'm gonna go eat something." your friend says with too much innocence, making you side eye her. the smile she gives you could rival the cheshire cat as she slips back into the crowd, leaving you alone with zuko. you chuckle awkwardly, looking back up at him. "you've definitely changed a lot." you note, eyes trailing over him for a moment. "you haven't." you force your misbehaving eyes to meet his again, a thoughtful look crossing your face. "you don't think so?" you ask. he shakes his head, a slight smile creeping back. "nah. but it's good, if you ask me. means you stayed true to yourself."
you give him an amused look, huffing. "right. i don't think it's that meaningful, but i'm glad you think so." you tease, making him roll his eyes. "i'm just saying! you've definitely grown up, but you're fundamentally the same from what i'm picking up." he defends. "oh, am i? i'm glad you've got such a good read on me." you giggle. he huffs out a laugh, leaning a little closer subconsciously. "i always have." he shrugs, and you nod sagely. "of course. i always knew you should've gotten into psychology. you're an empath." you say, mustering as much seriousness into your tone as possible. he laughs properly this time, eyes crinkling. "you're insufferable."
you laugh a little too, shrugging. "on second thought, maybe not. you have your own issues to sort, considering you can't even accept a genuine, good natured compliment." you sigh sadly. "uh huh. i'm sure that's what that was." he raises an eyebrow.
"there you are." comes sasuke's voice as he shows up behind you, hand naturally settling at your waist. zuko's expression falls a little as he lays eyes on your boyfriend. he knew you two were still together, having heard status updates from mutual friends for years. yet, he still feels disappointment at seeing you two together—it's why he couldn't stay your friend after you'd gotten into a relationship.
"sasuke." zuko greets, voice a lot less animated than it was just moments ago. sasuke simply nods in response. he's never been zuko's biggest fan. not because he'd ever done anything wrong, necessarily, but because sasuke knew. everybody knew. zuko had spent the better part of high school hopelessly into you, and while you'd somehow remained completely oblivious to it, sasuke hadn't. it would've been impressive if it wasn't so painfully obvious.
you, thankfully, remain entirely unaware of the tension. "you guys know each other?" you ask, glancing between them. "not really." zuko shrugs. sasuke hums. you snort, a little amused by how standoffish they both are. zuko's gaze immediately shifts toward you at the sound. it's subtle—so subtle that most people probably wouldn't notice it. sasuke notices though. of course he does.
megumi notices too when he finally appears beside you, drink in hand. "what'd i miss?" he asks.
"apparently, zuko thinks i'm awesome for standing strong against peer pressure." you explain teasingly, making megumi raises an eyebrow. zuko scoffs. "i don't know why i let people talk to me." he grumbles. "because you like attention." you grin immediately. it's familiar. comfortably familiar. for a second, you're fifteen again, sitting beside him in history class, stealing his notes because you forgot to do the reading—listening to him complain about teachers he secretly liked.
you hadn't realized how much you'd missed him until now. the realization settles strangely in your chest, because you've missed people before. friends drift apart all the time, but this feels different. your friend wasn't wrong. zuko has changed.
he's grown into himself in a way that made him difficult to ignore. he carries himself differently now—more confidence, less anger. less desperation to prove himself. and unfortunately, he was ridiculously attractive. you immediately shove that thought into a mental box and lock it—you already have enough boy problems.
before you can think of something to say to break the tension, sasuke's arm slides around your waist again. the motion is casual, but something about it makes zuko's smile falter for a fraction of a second. you almost miss it. almost. and suddenly, you're reminded of every conversation you'd had in high school. every friend insisting zuko liked you. every accusation you'd laughed off. every look that maybe, in hindsight, meant more than you'd realized. ...no. surely not. right?
forcing a smile, you put some distance between you and sasuke, clearing your throat. "we should hang out sometime, zuko. it's been forever." you offer. he nods, though he's not focused on you right now. "yeah, we should." he agrees, exhaling slowly. "tomorrow?" you ask before you can overthink it. "or whenever you're free."
he glances at sasuke, then megumi, then back at you. "...sure." he hums. "great." you beam. "i'll text you." he nods once more, though he still looks mildly uncomfortable by the whole thing.
it turns out scheduling four college students is significantly harder than expected. the next afternoon, you discover sasuke has a lab. or megumi has a review session. or zuko works until six. uh oh, you have an essay due at midnight. the day after that, zuko has an exam. the day after that, megumi picks up an extra shift.
by the end of the week, you're beginning to think the universe simply doesn't want this reunion to happen. "just invite him over after class." naruto suggests over lunch, shoveling noodles into his mouth. "to their dorm?" you question. "yeah." you hesitate.
most of your time there has always been...private. movie nights, studying, naps, the occasional meal when nobody feels like leaving. and more recently, things have become even blurrier. bringing somebody else into it feels oddly intimate.
"that weird?" naruto asks, sending your hesitation. "...a little." he gives you a look. "bro, lock in. it's a dorm room, not your marital home." he grumbles. you throw a french fry at him.
it's now been two weeks since the party and you've given up on the idea of you hanging out as a group. you were originally gonna hang out with him alone, but you could sense that sasuke wasn't comfortable with that, so you wanted to make it a group thing first. that way, he'll see there's nothing to worry about! but alas, your plans never came to fruition.
you're currently in megumi's bed, scrolling on tiktok lazily. megumi and sasuke are sat on the other bed, trying to decide what to get for dinner. at this point, you're at their place more than your own, but you still chud around. real house concerns aren't your problem. "can we just get takeout?" you suggest, dropping your phone onto your stomach. "no." sasuke says shortly, not even bothering to look at you.
you huff, sitting up a little straighter. "why not? i don't wanna go down to the dining hall." you complain, tilting your head. he rolls his eyes, meeting your gaze. "we've been ordering fast food for like, a week. you're broke and unhealthy." he says bluntly, making you scoff. "you're a very unkind man."
he ignores your remark, but megumi shoots you an amused glance. "you've had too many stomachaches this week to still want takeout." he sighs, standing and flopping onto you. you chuckle, falling back, legs spreading to accommodate him. "i'm a boss. stomachaches are a problem for future me." you reason. "you're silly." he mumbles, nudging his nose against yours before he kisses you. it's slow and soft, almost sweet in nature. that's the difference you've noticed.
when sasuke kisses you, it's always so...breathtaking. so deep. but with megumi, it's sweet—leaving you grinning rather than blushing. when you open your eyes again, sasuke's moved, looming over the two of you. "dining hall is serving a bunch of shit today." he sighs, sitting down on the edge of the bed. you wiggle over, making more room for him. he lays down beside you, and you immediately seek him out, resting your head on his shoulder. "so takeout time?" you grin. you see him glance at you from the corner of his eye, amusement badly masked.
unexpectedly, the door opens. zuko's standing there, and he looks a little...alarmed, almost, at what he sees. you're cuddling sasuke, your boyfriend—normal. but his roommate is on top of you, hand under your shirt. the four of you are frozen, staring at each other. "uhm..." zuko finally clears his throat, looking away. "sorry. you'd told me earlier that it was always unlocked, so..." he trails off, running a hand down his face. "is this a bad time? i can go. i think i'll go." and he's already reaching for the door to close it when he finishes talking.
you nudge megumi away, sitting up, clearing your throat. "nono, come in! we're trying to decide what to get for dinner." you smile, trying to ignore how unbelievably awkward this is. zuko hesitates, but the way you're looking at him...with a sigh, he enters the dorm, shutting the door. he lingers by the entrance, but you crawl over sasuke, standing. "sit wherever." you hum, putting a few things away. he sits down on the chair at the study table, giving you a small smile. you sit far away from sasuke and megumi, relaxing your shoulders.
"so, any suggestions?" you ask. "huh?" he blinks. "for dinner. we've tried classic fastfood joints, indian, chinese, thai, japanese..." you list off, recalling the dinners you've had recently. he chuckles quietly. "quite a variety." he nods before letting out a thoughtful hum, tilting his head. "pizza?"
you snort, grinning. "y'know what? sure." you shrug, looking towards the other two. "you guys chill with that?" you ask. they both shrug, which is their way of saying yes when they wanna be nonchalant. "cool." you nod, pulling your phone out. "i'll order."
"pepperoni." megumi says. "half vegetarian." sasuke adds at the exact same time. you stare at them. "you guys have been roommates for three years and still can't agree on toppings?"
"he has bad taste." sasuke says flatly. "he thinks mushrooms belong on pizza." megumi shoots back. "they do." megumi scoffs. "they absolutely do not."
zuko watches the exchange quietly before letting out a laugh. all three of you turn to look at him. he immediately clears his throat. "...sorry."
"no, keep laughing at them." you grin, already opening the app. "they argue about food at least twice a day."
"once." sasuke corrects.
"minimum."
"whatever."
you finish putting the order in before tossing your phone beside you. "forty-five minutes." you announce. megumi groans dramatically. "i'm starving." he complains. you roll your eyes before glancing at zuko. "right. this is megumi—sasuke's roommate." you then look at megumi. "this is zuko. we were best friends in high school." they both give each other a brief nod before silence settles over the room. the awkwardness feels like quicksand, making you desperate to claw your way out.
so, naturally, you ask, "do you guys wanna play a drinking game?"
sasuke gives you a look, sitting up properly. "we're not college freshmen at a party." he says dryly. you roll your eyes, fishing out the bottle of vodka you know they keep under sasuke's bed. "it'll be funnnn. c'mon." you insist, sitting down on the floor. a sigh leaves them collectively but they don't argue, sitting down by you.
"okay. truth or drink." sasuke immediately pinches the bridge of his nose. "of course." he mutters. "i picked something easy so nobody cries." you shrug. "that's reassuring." you ignore him. "i'll start." everyone waits. "...zuko." you point dramatically. "have you ever cheated on anyone?" he blinks. "no."
"see? easy." you say, pleased. "i've literally only dated one person." he goes on to say. "still." he shrugs. "your turn." his eyes drift around the circle before landing on megumi. "truth or drink?" he asks. "truth."
"have you ever been arrested?" you bark out a laugh. sasuke looks genuinely interested in the answer. megumi sighs. "...technically." you sit bolt upright, unaware of this. "technically?!" you gasp, making him roll his eyes. "it wasn't serious." he grumbles. "you got arrested?" you ask again. "detained." he corrects.
"megumi!" he rubs the back of his neck. "i punched somebody." zuko slowly nods. "right." sasuke doesn't even look surprised. "called it." megumi rolls his eyes, sighing. "sasuke, truth or drink?" he questions, an irritated tinge to his voice. sasuke smirks, dragging the bottle toward himself. "drink." he shrugs, taking a long sip of the vodka. megumi scoffs, snatching the bottle.
one hour, five shots, and a whole pizza later, the four of you are getting along swimmingly. "okay, okay- my turn." sasuke interjects in between your giggles, cheeks a little flushed. "zuko, truth or drink?" zuko pretends to think it over for a moment before chuckling to himself, mumbling 'truth'. sasuke pauses, considering his words. he knows you're gonna be mad, but the alcohol has loosened his tongue.
"how long did you like [name] for?" he asks, so sure of himself—so sure that zuko liked you. "sasuke, stop." you mumble, feeling the light atmosphere start to get weighed down. zuko looks at all of you slowly, and you think he's going to deny it, like always, when, "three years."
everyone goes quiet. your heart is pounding because of his answer, and you suddenly can't look at him. three years? he liked you for three years? then, sasuke hums. he's so casual, you'd've thought that zuko told him the weather. "okay. your turn." he shrugs. zuko exhales lowly, looking at you. "truth or drink?" he asks. you're getting whiplash, but you force yourself to speak. "truth."
"did you ever like me back?" once again, you're lost for words. this time, even sasuke looks a little surprised. megumi isn't looking at any of you, awkwardly scrolling on his phone. you chuckle nervously, taking a sip of the vodka. the burn has dulled now, no longer making you flinch as it runs down your throat. "i'm not answering. stop making it weird, guys." you mumble. "no, c'mon. answer." sasuke urges. you shoot him a glare, not appreciating how he's been instigating for the past few minutes. "fine." you huff. "yeah, i did."
"when?" zuko asks. "i'm not telling—that wasn't part of the question. megumi, truth or drink?" you ask sharply, beginning to grow a little upset. megumi blinks, putting his phone away. "uhhh...drink." he shrugs. you hand him the bottle, from which he takes another sip. "sasuke?" he redirects his attention. "truth."
the game continues on longer than it should've. at this point, nobody is really choosing to drink anymore—instead, opting out of questions through grumbles and quick turns in the conversation. everyone is drunk enough for it to slide.
the four of you shifted around absentmindedly until your knees are almost touching zuko's. he notices first, his gaze flickering downward and then back up. neither of you moves. the alcohol has settled into a warm haze behind your eyes. enough to quiet your thoughts without drowning them completely.
dangerous territory. you know that. because when you glance at him now, you don't just see your best friend from high school. you see the way he's grown into himself. the way he still looks at you like you're saying something worth listening to. the way he answered sasuke's question without lying. three years.
usually, you wouldn't entertain thoughts like this—you're loyal, despite recent events. it's because of those events that you're thinking about it. considering how sasuke encouraged your physical relationship with megumi, seemingly enjoying it, you wonder if he'd react similarly to zuko. "you're gone." zuko mumbles, noticing how much you're swaying back and forth.
you chuckle, leaning back on your hands. "i don't even wanna try to stand right now." you sigh. at this point, sasuke and megumi are occupied, having picked up a facetime call from naruto. zuko smiles slightly, tilting his head. "remember the first time i drank?" he asks, making you giggle. you nod, recalling how he'd taken too many shots too quickly, and how he was immobile one hour later. you have a lot of fond memories of him like that, you think.
falling into a comfortable rhythm, you and zuko begin reminiscing on your teenage years together, that old intimacy bubbling up again. you don't notice that sasuke and megumi are off the phone now, or that you're leaning into zuko now. he doesn't seem to notice either—not until there's barely any space left between you.
it's sasuke who notices first. from beside you, you feel his attention settle on the two of you. he doesn't interrupt. megumi follows his gaze, his mind swimming. he looks from you to zuko, then quietly lowers the bottle onto the carpet. the room seems unusually still.
zuko searches your face for something. permission, hesitation, regret? he finds none of them. instead, he finds you looking back. just as uncertain, just as curious, just as unwilling to be the first one to pull away.
his hand shifts against the floor, stopping only a few inches from yours. close enough that your fingers brush when you adjust your balance. the contact is fleeting. and yet neither of you moves afterward.
you hear sasuke exhale softly beside you, making you snap out of it. you pull away, looking back at your boyfriend. sasuke stares at you for a long moment before tilting his head, whispering, "go on." you swallow roughly, feeling less hesitation than you had with megumi. zuko, however, looks completely thrown. is he hearing this right? your boyfriend telling you to kiss him—zuko?
you look back at him, lips parting, leaning back in. "zuko..." you breathe, gaze focused on his lips. "[name], i..." he swallows, looking unsure. you kiss him anyway. you give him a chance to pull away, of course, but he doesn't. the second your lips meet his, his concern about your relationship disappears, desperation overtaking him. he's been wanting this since he was what—14? 15? and now you're here, mouth pressed against his. he can taste you, feel your soft breaths between kisses, feel your soft skin beneath his palm as it rests against your cheek, taste the vodka.
he breaks away, shooting an experimental glance at both sasuke and megumi, who seem to be...enjoying this? before he can think too much about it though, you're whining, pulling him back. god, did he die and go to heaven? you're kissing him so sweetly, mouth needy—it's surreal. he never thought he'd be here. but his fantasy is shattered when megumi pulls your attention away, tugging you towards him to steal a kiss for himself. zuko feels a mix of confusion, jealousy, and...a third thing he can't quite place.
sasuke smirks, shifting closer to the three of you from where he was sitting. "what, can't handle it?" he taunts, making zuko scoff. "what's your problem?" zuko shoots back, a little frustrated at sasuke's demeanor. how is he so okay with letting a girl like you be with other men? zuko doesn't get it. but he won't argue right now—he wouldn't have gotten to kiss you had it not been for sasuke's strange desires.
megumi pulls away from you, kissing down your neck instead. sasuke shrugs, taking the opportunity to stake his claim by kissing you before zuko could. you moan into his mouth, pulling away from megumi entirely to straddle your boyfriend. you feel him smirk against your mouth as he cups your waist, matching your eagerness.
before you know it, you're laying on megumi's bed, your shirt gone. zuko and sasuke are looming over you, and you're somewhat aware of megumi beside you. the alcohol is making your mind fuzzy—having a hard time focusing on anything aside from the ache between your legs.
zuko is hastily undoing his belt while sasuke kisses your neck, fingers tugging your sweatpants down your hips. zuko pushes his own pants and boxers down, cock springing free. sasuke moves out of the way, letting zuko settle between your legs. his breathing is heavy, eyes wide, face flushed. he whispers your name, leaning in to cage you against the bed. "can i..." he swallows, one hand hovering over your lower body. "can i please...?" his voice breaks.
you nod quickly, spreading your legs wider for him. he exhales shakily as his gaze drops to your clothed cunt, eyes fixated on the wet spot dampening your panties. he gently peels them off with shaky hands, breath catching as he bares you to himself. you're soaked, slick coating your pussy invitingly. "fuck...are you sure?" he whispers again, as if he can't believe that this is happening.
"zuko, please. i want you." you assure him, feeling a little dizzy as you lift your head up. he kisses you sweetly before beginning to kiss down your neck, hands situated at your waist. his breath is hot against your skin, the kisses growing sloppier as he goes lower. you bite your lip as he settles between your legs, letting your thighs cushion his head. his breath fans against your sensitive pussy but his gaze is burning into your own, fingers gently wrapped around your thighs. he places a kiss close to your clit, just a few centimeters shy—testing the waters.
your breathing is heavy and shaky, one hand sliding through his hair, the other in sasuke's. he's watching this all intensely, fingers tangled with yours tightly. megumi is somewhere in the room too but you can't bring yourself to look away from zuko to check. a whine escapes you as he licks a stripe up your cunt, his grip on your thighs tightening to keep you still. it's all the encouragement he needs to start devouring you, eating you out like he's been wanting this for years—which he probably has.
you moan and writhe beneath him, tugging harshly at his long hair—which only seems to encourage him. your breath is stolen by a kiss, however, when sasuke decides he wants your attention again. you struggle to kiss him back but you try your best, trying to ground yourself in the familiar sensation of your boyfriend.
"fuck...does he eat that pussy better than i do?" he rasps against your lips, low enough for only you to hear. you frantically shake your head—although, you're not in a position to fairly assess anything right now. sasuke lets out a pleased hum, kissing your neck. there's a difference in how he acts around zuko and megumi. he's not possessive when megumi is the one touching you.
speaking of, you hazily open your eyes, trying to focus. you spot him on the other bed, cock in hand, eyes locked on you. the sight, coupled with zuko's mouth, makes you moan louder than before, your chest heaving as the pleasure continues to build. "zuko- fuck, i'm close." you gasp out, instinctively trying to shut your legs. he doesn't let you though, prying them apart as he hums against you. the combination of his mouth on your pussy, sasuke's lips exploring your neck, and megumi's gaze, has you falling apart.
as you come down from your high, zuko peppers soft kisses against your thigh, slowly moving his way back up your body. "do you need a second?" he whispers against your lips, caging you in again. you shake your head, feeling his cock cushioned between your bodies. he looks around for a minute before spotting a condom megumi had apparently placed on the nightstand when things had gotten heated. grabbing it, he shakily opens the wrapper, tossing it aside with one hand while the other fumbles to roll the contraceptive over his cock.
he whispers a question one last time before slowly pushing in, pausing once he'd gotten a few inches in. you let out a broken whimper, clenching around him. he groans, hips accidentally bucking forward, stuffing you full. "shit- sorry, you okay?" he asks breathlessly, voice strained. you nod, holding on tightly to his shoulders. he presses a fleeting kiss to your forehead before pulling out, slowly pushing back in. you feel the stretch—how good it is. "zuko..." you moan, wrapping your legs around his waist. he groans, gradually starting to pick up the pace.
in between moans and dizzying pleasure, you turn your head to the side again, only to find that sasuke is now with megumi, their lips locked and hands doing something that you can't quite see in the dim lighting. "fuck, you're so tight..." zuko mumbles against your neck. "i- haah...i've been thinking about this for years. is that wrong?" his pathetic admission makes you refocus, and you shake your head. "n-no...i thought about it once or twice..." you pant. that seems to really do something to him because he begins fucking you faster, arms wrapped tightly around your waist. "god, don't say that." he whimpers.
he continues to pound into you with reckless abandon, not caring about the other two in the room anymore. all he sees is you. through your drunk haze, you find yourself thinking back to high school, wondering what would've happened if one of you had confessed your feelings before you'd gotten with sasuke. however, the thought brings an ache to your chest. as good as zuko was, and continues to be, to you, sasuke is the one that you love. zuko and megumi...you love them too, but it's not the same.
you don't have much time to dwell on that though, because you start to feel the familiar tingling of your orgasm building, and you start to buck your hips up more. "zuko, please-" you sob out. he nods, panting against your ear. "i know...i'm close too," he soothes, grinding a little harder with each thrust to really get your g-spot. it takes only a few more seconds of that before you're cumming, clamping down around his cock. he groans, nudging his tip against your cervix, filling the condom with his own load. you both go boneless, panting softly, before you sit up. you gently push him off you, swinging your legs off the bed. megumi and sasuke are already up, cleaning up the mess of food and dishes off the floor.
megumi pauses before moving over to you, gently running his fingers through your hair. he looks down at you with a silent question and you nod, assuring him that you feel alright. pleased, he returns to help sasuke clean, while you pull your clothes back on. a few minutes later, you and zuko stand at the door of their dorm. you had decided to go back to your own dorm tonight, wanting to shower and sleep in your own bed. and tomorrow, you want to really break down this whole situation. but for tonight, you're okay with having all three of them—and you know they're okay with it too.
"do you want me to walk you?" zuko asks, earning a nod from you. "text me when you get back." sasuke mumbles, pressing a kiss to your cheek. you smile, kissing his lips, and then megumi's, before turning to leave with zuko.
why would you name content that’s smut after the “holy trinity”????
im really sorry!! i was never raised with anything related to christianity being taught to me, nor do i live in a community with many christians, so i've never seen the phrase "the holy trinity" as something religous. i've mainly only seen people use it in jest, and my best friend helped me come up with the name because she referred to the concept of sasuke zuko and megumi as the holy trinity.
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⟡ Scenario: Sasuke came off after a mission with a single, uncommon thought in mind. To feel you.
A/N: Based on this request. Can’t lie, I missed writing for him like this. (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)
As far as you know, Sasuke always had a crooked persona. His inability comes not in his skills but in his human nature. Still, that doesn't mean he will not feel his own overwrought desire, seething inside of him.
And that desire amplified drastically after he met you. It started after the first night he had you, feeling your warmth and hearing your moans calling his name with the most vulnerable expression he could see on a person like this. So, it's not really his fault for being on the edge after a long mission. At least, it makes him feel less guilty.
Usually, Sasuke initiates it. Of course, this happens only after you give him at least a hint that you desire him too. A lingering, lustful gaze. A soft kiss that didn't stop, chasing his mouth afterwards. Anything to help him, anything to show that you want him, that it's okay to want you too. He knows it's a natural instinct to have; in fact, he is surprised every time he sees how wet his wife is for him. But when it comes to him… Sasuke refers to himself like he is different, like he shouldn't profit from this.
Yet, your voice echoes in his head since last time.
"Sasuke, you don't want me?"
He was completely perplexed when you asked him that because in his mind, he wants you way too much to categorise as normal. Does he show it? Clearly not, otherwise you wouldn't ask that.
So that's another reason why Sasuke came today, late at night, with a single, uncommon thought in mind. To feel you.
“Sasuke?”
Your whisper was distinct in the empty house filled until now only with your warm presence. A presence Sasuke could not deceive himself anymore by saying he didn’t miss it. In more ways than just a singular one.
The dim lights struggling to penetrate the closed curtains due to the treacherously icy night could bring the only source of light illuminating your beautiful features and the soft glint in your eyes when you saw your lover.
“I’m home.”
With dainty footsteps, you helped him undress his full-length travelling cloak, placing it on the hanger by the door. You chuckled, glancing up at his tired features, the glint in his eyes hidden in the shadow of the corridor the house provided.
“You are.”
You let out a small gasp when you turned around, only to be stopped when his head leant until it rested on your bare shoulders — the nightgown being just a tank top with shallow straps, bare legs above the knee were under some loose shorts. Your arm lifted, palm touching his hair a little too long now, on the side.
“Rough mission?”
His head tilted slightly into your neck, inhaling your comforting scent as it left only a shiver down your body. Sasuke might be innocent, and that makes you feel bad, because even his short touches can make your mind spin.
Only he wasn't this time, and you noticed when his lips grazed across your neck before leaving a gentle kiss here. His arms come in front of you, over your belly, as he pushes you slowly against him. You gulped, closing your eyes as one of your hands comes over his, the other still touching half of his face.
You glance up, and you finally see the look in his eyes. He whispered, glancing once for your lips, a subtle invitation he hardly tried to give.
“Are you tired?”
You smiled at his question; that means something else. That means you allow him to show you how much he missed you when words fail him. And how could you refuse such a rare opportunity?
“It’s because of what I said last time?” His lips touched your skin, travelling lower from behind your flushed ears to your neck and below. Sasuke didn’t confirm it directly, but you know nothing is left unnoticed by him; being observant is in his nature.
“You were wrong.”
You turned around to face him, placing both of your hands on his chest, fingers playfully tugging the tight blouse. One of his hands came now on your waist, the other cupped your cheek.
“I was?”
These were the only words you managed to say before he claimed your lips. He guided you, slow at first, then as the kiss became more passionate, more intense, asking permission when you kissed him back with the same necessity for him to slip his tongue in your mouth. He urged you back until you hit the closer edge of the sofa in the evening room.
Just then, he lets you breathe, but his touches become firm, unyielding. You leant on the small surface, giving him an erotic sight that only made him want to take you right here and there—with hardened nubs behind your top, a strap falling on your shoulder, shorts rising up, and a flushed face only he could cause.
“Sasuke…”
With a swift motion, he turned you around and bent your body as he leant over your ass, feeling exactly for how much Sasuke missed you. One hand came to touch every inch he could, letting a shiver down your spine as his finger traveled the path from the back of your neck to your curves before he palmed your ass, squeezing it slowly.
When you moaned, Sasuke looked at you, his hand coming to grip your chin to make it still for his mouth to take yours. You arched your back, and that only makes Sasuke let himself grind against you, thanking you with a sweet groan against your lips that even he couldn't stop. His hand slipped under your top, taking your breast in his palm while he kissed you.
“I-I want you…” You helped him, struggling to take your shorts off, and he straightened himself, placing his hands over yours as he bent down to let them fall. You cursed under your breath as you tried to lift your legs and drag the shorts away. His mouth twitches, but it soon falls when he sees your aroused expression, hands placed on the sofa with your exposed ass to his dark eyes.
Your eyes widen when he parts your cheeks, hissing at the wetness around when his fingers are rubbing slowly around your needy clit.
“Nghh—Sasuke, please—“
Sasuke gave you a short glance, his breath flattering. Sasuke gathered your wetness from your clit, between your folds, before slipping one finger inside your pussy. He groaned at how wet you are already, another finger followed to stretch you more, curling them inside. His other hand quickly begins to unzip his pants, allowing you hardly a second to catch a glimpse of his flushed, hard dick, throbbing hot in the palm of his hand, with precum already falling from his tip. He stroked himself with it as his fingers pumped inside your pussy, tensing his biceps the more he exerted pressure, so more embarrassing squelching sounds to fill the room.
He towered over your back, whispering against your lips while you felt his tip teasing between your folds before he found your trembling entrance, leaving you panting.
“[Name]…”
“Yes—Y-yes! I want to feel you now, Sasuke—“
His mouth parted at the same time as yours when he slipped inside, his pretty dick filling you more and more, watching it stretch into a wide O shape to accommodate its girth. Sasuke closed his eyes, fighting to not focus on your tight walls around him before he started moving.
“Oh my—“ It didn’t take long until he started pounding deeper, harsher, quickening his pace when the primal side of him finally took over. One hand stays on your waist to hold you steady, while the other moves in front of you, arms across your chest, with his grunts overwhelming your ears.
“You feel so…good.”
You whine at his words, rare from a non-talker, biting your lip as his dick makes a mess of you, trying to meet his punishing thrusts.
“More. I need more, b-baby—”
He hissed when you squeezed around him. He grabbed both of your hands behind your back, then laid his over them while his thrust shook you until your legs quivered. You didn’t have a choice but to take him. Not that you didn’t want it, feeling yourself on the brink already. And it almost seemed like he knew it. But that's true, Sasuke knows your body enough to predict when it will collapse with ecstasy. Only if he gave you a little help—
“Come with me.”
His arm comes in front of you, fingers moving fast around your swollen clit. Sasuke didn’t leave your dewy eyes, listening to how you chanted his name over and over again; he kissed you at the same time when your moans turned to cries and your body started convulsing under him until your orgasm hit you, warming all of him. Hoarse sounds left his lips at every heavy-hitting thrust that followed, hips slapping against your ass mercilessly. His muscles flexed until he halted inside you, letting his cum fill your pussy. Your hand comes behind his head in an instant, feeling high off orgasm, and now, you are the one begging for his lips as he tries to reciprocate.
His tired body leans over you only for a moment. Then, Sasuke slowly slipped from your pussy, creampie dribbling out your pussy, some of the mixed cum glistening between your thighs. He helped you move on your weak legs until you turned around, embracing him tightly in your arms.
Sasuke’s hands come on both sides of your thighs until your legs are wrapped around his waist, followed by one of his arms lifting yours to let it rest over his shoulders. Your exhausted smile tormented his heart more than ever. He kissed your forehead as he started walking to the bathroom. A much-needed bath he would make sure to take care of, especially after you respond to him so well.
“I see someone really missed me.”
Not only like this. Never only like this.
“…Yes.” The rest followed in a hushed tone that you think you imagined it. “More than you know.”
A/N: The title came randomly at me and I didn’t knew it had some connections with Sasuke. I was wrong. xD In the context of the popular Persona video game-series, a "crooked" or corrupted Persona (often referred to as a Shadow) is a psychological manifestation of a person's suppressed emotions or dark desires.
sasuke's mission has run on longer than expected, making you a little frustrated. it's a day mission—something that would take him a few hours, and then you'd have him to yourself. but your wishes have so rudely been interrupted by the unpredictability of life. you stretch out on the couch, sighing. it's already 7 pm, so any plans you had for the two of you are out the window by now.
right then, the apartment door opens. you perk up, lifting your head to look. sasuke steps in, his movements unusually stiff. his head hands low as he removes his shoes, locking the door behind him. "sasuke, you're late. is everything okay?" you ask, getting off the couch. you hear him exhale, but he doesn't speak. concern growing by the second, you walk closer, cupping his face. his skin is hot to the touch, breathing shallow. he tenses up even more at the touch, and you can see the flush on his skin in the dim lighting. "what's wrong?" you ask worriedly, both your hands moving to his shoulders.
he stays quiet, seeming almost hesitant. finally, he murmurs, "i got...hit with something." you blink at the vague explanation. "what? hit with what? are you hurt?" you question, trying to tug his cloak off. his movements are jerky as he moves your hands away, balling his own into fists. "no. i-i..." he hisses quietly. "i think it was some kind of aphrodisiac." he admits, voice strained. upon hearing that, your stomach flips with excitement. a slow smile makes its way onto your face as you tilt your head, lacing your hands together behind your back. "an aphrodisiac?" you repeat, nodding sagely. "that sounds difficult." you smirk.
he grunts, seeing the expression on your face. "don't." he rasps. your smile grows as you lean back in, pecking his lips sweetly. "don't what? be concerned? i'm just trying to help." you murmur. he groans, resolve shattering as he chases your lips, hand grabbing your jaw. you melt into the kiss—the roughness of it something rare.
before you know it, he has you up against the wall, cock stuffed inside your cunt. he's thrusting up into you at a rapid pace, panting against your neck, fingernails biting into the skin of your thighs. you're moaning loudly, legs wrapped tightly around his waist, eyes squeezed tightly shut. "sasuke– fuckfuckfuckfuck! m'close!" you groan, dropping your head to his shoulder. "can't– haah...tried to control myself..." he pants, slight whines escaping him. this is the most vocal you've seen him in a while. a few more thrusts have you squirting onto his cock, a drawn out mewl leaving you. he follows closely behind, not bothering to pull out. "sasuke!" you huff breathlessly, surprised by his carelessness.
"sorry." he breathes, face still pressed against your neck. "do you feel better?" you mumble. he shakes his head and in a matter of seconds, you're in your bedroom, laid flat on your back.
safe to say, this was a better outcome for the night than you could've hoped for.
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