Sun Too Bright, Too Hot

Chapter 1

A knock resonated throughout the room as the blond tumbled around in his bed. He groaned and fumbled around again. He pulled the covers above his head as he cursed whoever tried to wake him up at this ungodly hour. The sound of knocking became louder and more erratic. Naruto slowly felt irate and he was at the end of his kunai. He ripped off the covers as he sashayed his way to the front door and halted his steps before the wooden frame.

He raised his right leg, swerved around, and roundhoused the door off its hinges. A huge bang echoed through the district as it flew over the railings and off to the lord Jesus, amen.

A crash and a cat screech was heard a mile away.

He glared at the unexpected visitor and walked back into the apartment. He took another icy glance before advancing to the kitchen. The intruder hesitated then let himself in, muttering an 'Excuse me' under his breath. He then took a seat at the coffee table and waiting. Something in the kitchen caught his interest, however. His eyes trailed over the wide hips of the blond that danced around in the kitchen with effortless movements as he made a meal for the morning. He averted his gaze to the narrow hips and imagining what it would feel like for him to just dig his fingers into those seductive sides.

He observed how he bit those plump, pink lips of his while waiting for the tea to boil. Those graceful, long fingers that drummed against the counter. He imagined the lips wrapped around his cock as those sultry eyes stared at him, his hands that fisted the blond locks, making the blond choke on his length. His eyes trailed downwards to the fat ass that strutted its way to the low table to present him a glass of jasmine tea. He -- per say -- wasn't a big fan of jasmine tea, but anything for his sexy blond.

The blond was currently in nothing but a translucent, white dress shirt that ended at his juicy thighs that could've been shiny with slick if he just stuffed his fingers into that thick ass. Just mentally giving him the scene of the blond wantonly moaning his name and begging for more, riding his dick till he filled the ass up with his knot. His pants tented and he bit his bottom lip as he curled his fingers tighter around the ceramic tea cup. The blond also wore tight, dangerously short, black briefs that hugged his tush perfectly. He watched the tush bounce behind the blond as the blond walked over to the bed -- which was across of the coffee table. He swore the dick in his pants hardened even more. He sported lacy black stockings that traced up above his knees, complimenting the doll beautifully.

The blond took a seat on the edge of the messy bed -- blankets splayed everywhere and the three pillows in questionable angles. He crossed his goddessly sculpted knees over one another and had his elbow propped on his knee, his chin resting atop of a soft palm. The raven took notice of the eyes that stared him.

"What are you doing here at this hour?" Naruto gave a kitten yawn behind his forehand. He used his pinky to trace circles at his cheek. " You know its dangerous to be at the Red Light District before the sun rises, right?" He steadily spoke with that sultry, gentle voice of his. So quiet, seductive, soft, smooth velvet on silk sheets. That made the growl bubble at the back of his throat.

The raven nodded and took a sip of his tea and laced his calloused fingers together as he rested his cheek against it. His eyes glazed over the unblemished, porcelain skin of the blond and he moved his lips.

"Iruka's orders. He trusted me to not lay a hand on you while getting you to class early for once."

The blond rolled his icy eyes as his lids drooped to a languid, bedroomey gaze. The raven didn't know if that was the blond's normal expression or if he was trying to seduce him. He traced his eyes to the exposed, creamy skin of the blond. Silky smooth and so soft. He would love to impatiently bite into the unmarked neck of his. Make him his. Forever. His cum bucket. His bearer of his pups. His slut.