DISCLAIMER: Kishimoto and Naruto, one of them owns the other

The roaring of the crowd rang all around him. They shouted, they cheered, they cursed, and they just straight up annoyed the shit out of him. But in a way, all the noise around him just fueled him up and excited him. Adrenaline pumped through him, his eyes dilated and focused in on his target, and he tightened his fists.

"Fuck him up Uchiha!"

"Beat the shit outta that motherfucker!"

"You better not lose you bastard! I placed a hell of a lotta money on you!"

Him? Lose?

Yeah fucking right.

The guy in front of him was already beat up pretty bad. In a normal street fight, Sasuke would have just left him there to bleed and be on his way. But he was on a work day and if he had to punch the guy in the face fifty more times to get his money, then so be it.

He had a little bit of empathy for the guy in front of him but not enough empathy to not charge at him with one punch to knock that guy on his back.

Nothing personal.

"And Uchiha Sasuke wins again!"

The crowd roared even louder now.

"You see, always place your bet on Uchiha Sasuke."

"That guy, he never loses at these things…"

Sasuke looked down at his knuckles to check to see if they were alright. There was some light bleeding through the bandages but other than that, he was fine. He just had to wash it off and maybe put a little Neosporin on it or something. No big deal. It's not like they gave him boxing gloves or something. He just had to work with what he got.

A bunch of men slapped him on the back and congratulated him as he walked away from his opponent. He ignored every one of them. They were all just happy he didn't lose so that they didn't lose their bet on him. He was handed his shirt and jacket by some unknown guy, but he did send a nod his way as a thanks for giving it to him.

Some of the prostitutes, both men and women, eyed him as he walked past them.

It wasn't just the fighting and the betting that brought the people to this place. They needed some pretty attractions too. So any good looking man or woman willing to give their body up for money were fine coming to these events. The only rule was that you couldn't beat them in anyway and they don't go home with their buyer.

He walked towards the man that recruited him in all this. He did his job and he needed his pay.

"As always, you do a wonderful job Sasuke." The man in front of him praised. "The crowd is always pleased with your performance."

Sasuke rolled his eyes and stuck his palm out. "Can I just get my money and go now? I need to buy a pack of cigarettes." He growled.

"Don't you want to stay for the festivities? We always like to celebrate after a good fight. And then watch another and celebrate again."

He looked around him, the crowd celebrating his fight before the next one started. A couple of men had brought out drugs, some of them shooting or smoking or popping. They needed something other than the excitement of the fights to keep them away for the rest of the long hours of the night. Some of the bastards got so excited that they actually had to fuck away the adrenaline.

One of the men he spotted, one of the many regulars he saw when it was his time to fight, he had his arm wrapped around a blonde man. His hand was running up and down the tan thighs of the blonde, giving him a smile and pressing his face into the his neck. He was giving him slimy kisses on his neck and starting to press his body against the blonde.

The blonde however just rolled his eyes and spoke something to the man.

Sasuke knew that the blonde was a favorite of that guy, seeing him always having to take that same guy to the backrooms.

But looking at the blonde, he couldn't say that he felt desire to touch him too. He wanted to touch those thighs, have those blue eyes on him, and make him scream as he bent him over or put him on his back. Sasuke wouldn't lie, he kind of wanted to steal him away for himself. Hell, if he wanted to he could do that right now with the cash he just earned.

The guy pushed cash into the blonde's hand and licked the shell of his ear. No doubt he was telling him that he wanted to go into the back.

Sasuke watched the blonde man roll his eyes but take the guy by his wrist and lead him into the back.

Just like him, it was all just to earn money to continue living.

You couldn't be soft in that line of work; always take the money first and then give it up.

Madara had watched the way Sasuke watched one of his prostitutes. The blonde, he was a specific favorite among the crowd but it was a rule that they only be used one at a time. "Won't you indulge yourself a little Sasuke? Stay and keep us company."

"Fuck that and fuck no. Cash, now. In my hand." Sasuke demanded.

The man in front of him just smirked but reached into his jacket pocket and handed an envelope to the young man in front of him. Oh how he had grown since he took him in…

Sasuke counted the money in the envelope quickly before stuffing it into his own jacket. He walked past him to get away from everyone and get a smoke. But he stopped when he heard him whistle. "Goodnight Madara…" he muttered.

The man behind him chuckled. "What now Sasuke? Where are your manners and respect for your elders? You should know better than that."

"Goodnight uncle Madara."

"That's better. We'll call you when you're next needed. Have a good night and get plenty of rest."

Sneering, he made his way to get away from the crowd.

There was already cheering and screaming for the next match.

On his walk out he passed the backrooms that were used for fucking. The majority of them were closed but there were a few that were open. Sasuke watched as the blonde from earlier let the man buying him go inside the room first. His blue eyes caught Sasuke's gaze, looking at him for a brief moment. But he turned away and then shut the door without looking back.

Sasuke continued and walked a few hallways and climbed one set of stairs to reach fresh air. He took a deep breath of the cold night air and then sighed. Those damn underground fight tournaments always had to feel so damn stuffy and suffocating.

The time on his phone read that it was close to eleven. This meant that the sleaze bags and vamps would be coming out soon to play, if they weren't out already. No one didn't dare try to mess around with him if he was out late but that didn't mean that he mind to be out when the freaks were about. He was glad that he finished the fight soon.

He ended his fight early so that he could go home and knock out on his bed. He felt like he hadn't rested for days.

Sasuke felt like he had a bit of a love-hate relationship with his "job". He was only called by Madara if someone specifically wanted to challenge him or if they just needed a fighter when one wasn't available. On the one hand, he enjoyed what he did. He liked fighting and beating the shit out of other guys who thought they were tougher than him. It was the most excitement he got out of his life in the dirty slums of Konoha.

However, sometimes it really did feel like a job. There were those few weeks where he would be called five or six times in a week to be at the club and he'd be there eight to ten hours just beating the shit out of guys for people's entertainment. He hated when he had to work consecutively.

But damn the pay was good.

He stopped by an open convenience store and bought a pack of Marlboros. He lit one up before making his way down the street.

There were people coming out now.

The prostitutes, the whores, the freaks, the druggies, the dealers, the pimps, and everything immoral in between had come out to play.

Sasuke didn't think of himself better than them. No, he knew that he was just as terrible as them all if he was living in the shit part of Konoha. But he didn't seem himself as also being a part of the crowd. They were all in shit situations and did what had to get by, survive, and feel alive.

He had payments due soon, bills, rent, and to stock up his fridge so that he didn't starve. He'd had to count the rest of his money later when he got home to see if he had enough to spend on the necessities.

Just because Madara hired him didn't mean that he would coddle him. He'd pay Sasuke, make sure that he was in decent health, and take him to hospital if he were to ever break a bone or something. But he wouldn't give him a luxurious lifestyle.

And that was fine with him. Sasuke didn't want to be dependent on that guy. He only depended on him to give him his money when he did his job.

While sucking on his cigarette, a drop of water landed on his nose.

Sasuke growled and wiped it away. But another came and another landed on his cheek.

Shit, it was raining.

He forgot that it was going to rain tonight and he should have bought an umbrella while he was at that convenience store.

Well, he wasn't going to wait it out. He took a drag of his cigarette before throwing it on the wet pavement and jogged his way back home.

When he entered his studio apartment, he shed his jacket and took off his shoes. His hair was wet and he was starting to feel a chill.

Sasuke shed his clothes as he walked into his room to get to his bathroom. He left the clothes on the floor, making a mental note to do his laundry in the morning. He didn't have a lot of clothes and the ones he did have, he needed to take care of.

He switched on the lights when he entered the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. He got a few bruises on his body that already formed from his fight earlier. He scratched lightly at his abdominals and looked down at his hands. Blood had seeped through the bandages but there didn't appear to be any other damages.

He just unwrapped the dirty bandages from his hands and threw them away in the wastebasket.

The warm water from the shower soothed his muscles when he stepped under the stream.

Sasuke let out a sigh and stood there for a moment before he started to clean himself. All those people touching him after the fight with their hands…

But he had to remember that they were all doing what they had to do to get money.

He rinsed himself quickly and just walked naked to his bed; he didn't need to be decent in his own apartment after all. He was exhausted and he just needed rest. He laid himself on his stomach on his bed, his muscles relaxing at the familiar feel of the bed underneath them.

Not long after his own eyes shut and he was dead asleep.

The weather report on the television said that it would be cold tomorrow with an eighty percent chance at rain. And it would be the same for the day after that and the day after that. But within the next week the rain would let up a little bit.

But it would still be cold as fuck.

And it was only the beginning of November.

The rain would be replaced by the snow by the beginning of December.

Sasuke only stared up at the television while he waited for the last of his laundry in the dryer. He had his laundry basket right in the seat next to him, his clothes neatly folded. But he did notice that some of his clothes were either too worn out or had some tears that he didn't notice until now.

He already paid his rent just about an hour ago, stuffed some extra cash in a jar for later uses, and he still needed to head to the market for some food.

The dryer signaled that it finished its load and Sasuke quickly stood up to go get his clothes. It was nice to feel fresh warm clothes, especially with how cold it was outside.

On the nearby table with the freshly laundered clothes, Sasuke began to fold and put them into his laundry basket. He made sure to inspect certain items before folding them. Then once he was finished he took his basket and walked out of his apartment's Laundromat. Up the stairs and back to his own apartment, he pushed open his door and kicked it close. He set his laundry basket inside his bedroom and went to his closet.

Sasuke had some spare money so he could go to the thrift store nearby and maybe buy some clothes. Hopefully he wouldn't find anything too worn.

Outside walking to the thrift store he pulled his jacket up to his chin.

"Fuck it's cold…" he muttered to himself.

But he just needed to turn the corner and he would be at the thrift store.

It was warm enough inside the store for Sasuke to take off his jacket and carry it on his arm as he went through the store racks. A lot of his clothes consisted of black or dark blue clothes so that's what he was looking for in the store. He only needed two or three shirts to replace the ones he saw that were too worn out.

He walked around, occasionally glancing around him. But he stopped on the aisle where jackets were and looked down the aisle.

There certainly wasn't mistaking the blonde hair and the whisker marks on his cheeks.

It was rare to see some prostitutes outside of club. They usually didn't offer during the day, most of the time recovering from the night before.

Not that he was going to go up to the blonde and ask for a blow or anything like that.

Sasuke was merely intrigued to see him.

But he walked down the aisle to look through the jackets. He was tired of wearing the same jacket over and over again. It was wearing down from use even though he had it since he was sixteen. And for six years it's done a good job. But he still needed another jacket to switch to every once in a while.

So he just went through the jackets, trying not to acknowledge the blonde prostitute not too far from him. But he was going through the rack of jackets than the blonde was so soon he was only just about a foot away from him.

A particular jacket caught his eye though before Sasuke could move past the blonde.

He pulled it off the hanger and inspected it.

Another black jacket, similar to the one he had in design. Though the one he was holding had a bit more military style. It looked about his size and he did want it. The price made him glare a little bit though; nine dollars inside a thrift store.

But he supposed that wouldn't stop him from having the jacket and just added it to the small pile he had.

Glancing over to his side, he saw the blonde actually looking through some scarves on the opposite side. It seemed like he didn't have a particular interest in any of the selections until he stopped at a particular scarf. He picked up an orange scarf and rubbed the material in his hands. Apparently it was good enough for him so he picked it up.

Sasuke didn't avert his eyes when blue eyes looked at him. He wasn't exactly hiding that he was staring for a little bit.

"You like color huh?" the blonde joked with a small smile.

Sasuke merely returned the smile with a polite nod. Then he found an extra weight in his arms. It wasn't that heavy but it did add to the pile. He found a red scarf sitting on top of the dark clothes he carried.

He looked up to see the blonde continuing to look through the scarves. But without looking back he said, "It'd look nice on you."

"Hn. Thanks." Sasuke was admiring the color and figured that he would take the blonde's word for it. He eyed him for a bit, noticing that when he walked there wasn't a limp in his step. "Didn't get fucked hard enough?"

The blonde looked back and rolled his eyes. "I see you're bringing up my work. But yes, I suppose I didn't."

"That guy that always buys you; he's almost always the first to get you. I've seen that." Sasuke stated. He had no idea why he was talking to the prostitute, nor was he really supposed to do so.

"Yeah, he buys me every time you are in a fight." He stopped to pick up a shirt that he dropped and continued down the aisle. "He likes to bet on you, and when you win he wins. And when he wins, he spends that cash on me. Good for him." The blonde sighed.

"And bad for you?"

Blue eyes looked back at him for a brief moment before answering, "All that matters to me is that I get my cash and he doesn't cum inside me." He paused, letting a mother and child walk past them. And when they were out of earshot he continued. "If he thinks just pistoning his dick in and out of someone is the only way to have sex, I feel sorry for any future person he may take up as a spouse or partner."

Sasuke couldn't escape the chuckle that came out of his mouth. "Are you saying you don't get satisfaction?"

"If I wanted satisfaction then I would just masturbate or find someone I actually like. But I'm not looking for satisfaction from my line of work."

For a moment, Sasuke almost forgot how to breathe when he was pinned by such an intense stare from blue eyes. "You know it too don't you? I mean, you don't just beat the shit out of guys for the hell of it? It's just for the money to survive and to keep living."

Sasuke shrugged. "It is just for the cash, I admit it. But I also won't lie, I sometimes enjoy it." He stepped into the blonde's personal space to whisper in his ear. "And you know when I enjoy it? When I'm standing in front of some smug fucker's face and I can see his arrogance. He thinks that he can beat me and I can't wait to prove him wrong."

He could hear the blonde's breathing become a little heavy, but not too noticeable.

"When I prove that I'm the strongest against some confident asshole, that's when I love what I do. But I won't show them that I loved beating them. I'll give them the coldest look I have when they're on the ground and I'm the winner. We're both pieces of shit working as animals for entertainment and one of us is not better than the other. Those men who are arrogant going into that arena, they need to humble themselves. And I love beating them into that mindset."

Looking at the blonde, Sasuke could say that he was very tempted being so up close to him. And judging by the blonde's flush faced and his blue eyes wandering his body up and down, he was very tempted too.

"At least you can find some enjoyment from what you're doing." The blonde looked up and down at him and continued to speak. "The only enjoyment I ever have is when I get the exact cash I need before I get used up. But other than that I lay on my back or stomach and just let whatever man on top of me does what satisfies him so long as he doesn't hurt me. I go through the motions. I only get a little hard because I do like taking it up the ass, but if anything I don't expect to get off from any man buying me."

Sasuke almost felt something in him snap, pulling the blonde in to kiss him. But he repressed himself from doing that. "Tell me your name." he whispered to him, brushing lips against the blonde man's cheek.

But fingertips touched his lips and Sasuke was gently pushed away.

Blue eyes looked at him, a little bit of longing shining in the irises. But he simply told him, "Buy me and then I'll tell you."

Sasuke hadn't been called by Madara for about four days. And although he was pretty happy about it, he was itching to see the blonde prostitute again and get his name. The encounter at the thrift store had stayed with him from that moment to now. The jacket and the scarf were both on the same hanger and were inside his closet currently.

If he wanted to, he could have just gone to the pit to watch instead of fight. And truth was he was actually tempted to do so if only to see the blonde again.

But he also wouldn't give Madara the satisfaction of him coming voluntarily for no particular reason.

Sweat dropped from his forehead and onto his floor, pushing himself to do about eight more pushups before finally stopping.

Even though he had a break of four days, that didn't mean that he could just get lazy. He needed to stay strong if he was going to continue fighting under Madara.

And speaking of the devil, his phone had had started to ring and the caller ID showed Madara's name on the screen.

Looks like he would get the chance to see the blonde again.

Back in the fighting pit Sasuke had shed the red scarf around his neck, his jacket, and his shirt. He threw the three items of clothing right on Madara, not bothering to look back at the older Uchiha. It wasn't really done to annoy the man; he just didn't want those damn people clawing at his clothes when he got ready.

At the corner of his eye, he saw the blonde prostitute leaning against his same spot on the wall. He wore a short robe on his body and gave him a small smile. Then blue eyes directed him to look off to his side.

Not even twenty feet away was that same man, the one that always bought the blonde after his fights.

"Look, he's here!"

"Fuck yes! I'm going to earn me some money tonight man!"

"Whoo, this is going to get good."

Sasuke rolled his shoulders, making sure to warm them up. He was planning on doing a long night tonight. He secured the bandages around his hands and took a deep breath.

His fight tonight, it wasn't anything particularly memorable he could remember. He was going through the motions of his "job" with this fight. The man in front of him was the same as him; only here because he was called. No arrogance on his face whatsoever. And once again, it was nothing personal but Sasuke had to knock him flat on his back if he wanted his pay.

And normally he would walk away after one fight.

Doing a fight for one night was always enough for him and he earned enough just doing one fight.

He glanced over at the man who was already eyeing the blonde. But the blonde was avoiding his gaze and directly looking at Sasuke.

No, tonight he was going to make it last as long as he could hold out.

Men were already making their way to collect the money they had won from placing their bets on him. But Sasuke stopped them all by raising him arm up in the air and demanding, "Another!"

At first many of the people around him were confused. It was very rare after all that Sasuke fought twice in one night, at least not by his own choice. Even Madara was a bit surprised.

But Madara leaned back in his chair and smirked. "Well, you heard our little champion. He wants another opponent."

The men cheered again and another opponent was placed before Sasuke. Now the man before him looked like an arrogant asshole, so he was going to have fun with this one. He clenched his fists for a moment and charged at him.

The guy before him had a longer reach than him, a slight disadvantage for Sasuke. But he would prove himself stronger, making sure to focus in and hit him when the moment was right.

He closed in on his opponent, throwing a punch to the right side of the man's face and purposefully missing. A fist was thrown against his cheek but it was a small sacrifice for the next move he was going to do. Sasuke whirled around, putting the man behind him and elbowed his opponent hard in the face and effectively breaking the man's nose.

The crowd cheered at the move and started to get even more excited when Sasuke started to punch the defenseless man holding his nose.

Once again, it was nothing personal.

Sasuke didn't stop with just those two fights. He added in another three and knocked each of those men down. And in between those rounds the blonde prostitute was still at his wall leaning against it. Really none of the prostitutes were not being paid much attention because of the all the hype he was causing. He didn't mean to ruin some of their incomes for the night.

Five fights in a row, he was going to be exhausted and his entire body would ache in the morning. But it would be worth it. The more he fought, the more it prevented the blonde prostitute by being bought right away. Everyone was too engrossed in his fighting to pay attention to look at the prostitutes.

Sasuke was at his limit though.

Normally when he was finished he would head straight to Madara to get his money and leave.

But tonight would be different.

The crowd before him parted as he made his way towards the blonde prostitute.

He was going to claim his prize.

In even, fluid strides he took the blonde man by the waist and pulled him into a kiss. His hands pressed into the blonde's back and he felt hands at his biceps. There was a satisfaction that tingled throughout his entire body; he was feeling endorphins rush in his blood and it fueled him to deepen the kiss. Sasuke practically groaned in want when his lower lip was playfully bit.

He pulled away and asked the name of the blonde.

The prostitute leaned in to whisper in his ear, licking at the shell of his ear and his hand sliding down his chest despite the fact that he was sweaty. "Naruto."

God, Naruto had practically purred out his name and it sent such an erotic shock up and down Sasuke's body.

And Naruto was ready to lead him to the backrooms but a voice had stopped him.

"Wait!"

The both of them looked back to see the man, the one that usually bought Naruto, standing before them and holding money.

Naruto tilted his head and gave him a sympathetic smile. "Oh sorry Gin. But as you can see, Sasuke got to me first." He leaned his head against his shoulder and hooked one of his fingers at the belt loops of his pants and lightly tugged them down. "I know you're disappointed but perhaps there's next time."

Sasuke's body was starting to react more and more to Naruto's voice. He felt a particularly nice tingle in his body when he heard his name purred out by the prostitute. He leaned down to start sucking a hickey on the tan neck but his face was gently pushed away. He was disappointed but looking back at the man, Gin, he was eating up the jealousy on his face.

Clearly Naruto had never given him the same treatment Sasuke was getting now.

"But you always ask for cash first. And I have it." Gin said pathetically, holding out his money.

Naruto just gave him another sympathetic smile and shrugged his shoulders.

And like magic, Madara had appeared and handed and envelope full of cash to Sasuke. It felt thicker than usual.

"And so does Sasuke." Madara turned to Gin and tilted his head at him. "But I suppose if you want to have our dear Naruto first so badly, perhaps you'd be willing to engage in a fight against Sasuke."

Now Sasuke was exhausted but if the man wanted a fight to see who would have Naruto first, then he could find the energy to do it.

But he wouldn't need to summon the extra fight by the way Gin slumped his shoulders.

Naruto cooed to him, "It's okay, why don't you use that money you earned tonight to buy something nice for your wife. I'm sure she'd appreciate it. There's always next time."

Sasuke growled at those last words and pulled Naruto away from the scene. The blonde was at his side but suddenly he was being pulled by him, being lead into the backrooms. He was let inside first before he heard Naruto shuffle behind him and then shut the door.

He expected for them to begin right away. But instead the light was switched on in the room and Naruto went up to him, took the envelope he was holding and set it down on a nearby table, and took his hands in his own. And for the first time in the night, he had looked down at his own hands to see what kind of damage they took.

At some point during one of his fights, his hands started to hurt from dealing out too many blows so he resorted to his legs to take down his opponents.

"Do they hurt?" Naruto asked, his fingers lightly running over his knuckles. "Do you need anything?"

Sasuke unwrapped the bandages from his hands, letting the bloodied wraps just fall to the ground as he inspected his bare hands. Any blood that wasn't absorbed by the bandages just rested on the top of his skin, dry and crusted. But if anything they didn't hurt for now. So he shook his head.

He looked around the room and examined it. The room looked surprisingly clean with a twin-sized bed pushed against the corner of the room. There was a ceiling fan which provided the light and there were even some decorations that hung from the ceiling. At the table where his envelope was placed he saw an orange scarf neatly folded on the surface of the wood.

Naruto walked past him and sat on the bed, looking at him expectantly.

"So…" Sasuke started, "how much?"

"Let's not worry about that for now. How do you want me?" Naruto asked as he pulled lube out from underneath the pillow of the bed.

Sasuke raised one of his eyebrows in question.

Really? He was going to get treated like another customer? Ask how he wanted it, do the deed, pay him and leave?

He had other plans.

So Sasuke sat on the bed and instead of answering the question, dove in to start sucking and lightly biting at the tan neck. He smirked when he heard the gasp from the blonde and pushed him down onto the bed on his back. He could tell that this was a bit of a first for the prostitute.

The blonde was squirming from his ministrations and trying to find his voice. "H-Hey! I ah… I asked you… oh… a question!"

Sasuke still didn't answer. Instead he slipped one of his hands underneath the robe that Naruto wore and began to push it off. His hand wandered down, brushing against his nipples for a bit and then one of his fingers running into a bellybutton piercing. Briefly he toyed with it, checking to see if it might be an erogenous zone for Naruto. But he found that the blonde was finding discomfort from the piercing being played with so he left it alone.

He got on top of Naruto, not stopping the attention he was giving to his neck. But he growled a command to the man below him by tugging at the robe. "Off."

Naruto obeyed and was able to get the robe off with Sasuke still biting at his neck. But he squirmed and started to push at Sasuke's chest. "Stop, Sasuke it's starting to hurt now."

So he stopped biting at the tan neck.

But Sasuke kissed his way down the blonde's body. Naruto's moaning was slowly fueling him, and he aimed to give the blonde an orgasm tonight.

He sat up and grabbed the bottle of lube Naruto had still been holding onto. While he slicked his fingers up, he looked down the blonde's erection. It was hard but he wanted it weeping with cum. So when he determined that his fingers had a sufficient amount of lube on them he reached down and pushed his fingers into the tight entrance.

Naruto's body arched at feeling the fingers inside him. He gasped and his mouth was open in an O-shape for a long moment. And when he had shut his mouth, he bit at his lip and hissed when he felt a hand on his erection. The back of his head rubbed against the bed and he was grasping the sheets with his hands, his toes curling a little as well. He had actually forgotten what it was like to receive pleasure rather than to just give it out.

With his fingers inside the hole, Sasuke could tell that the blonde was a bit tight. His fingers stretched the opening as best as he could, he watched in fascination the way the body beneath him was moving and twisting. His hand was jerking off the erection in his hand and he looked down to see precum begin to squirt out.

"Wha… why did you…?" Naruto's mind had been lost in the pleasure but when it had stopped, he immediately tried to get his mouth to speak the words his mind was screaming. There wasn't a hand on his dick anymore and fingers had stopped stretching his hole. But he didn't have enough time to react; his head was back to being dug into the bed when his erection was swallowed. "Fuck! Yes!"

Fingers curled into Sasuke's hair as he bobbed his head up and down on Naruto's erection. His hands were at tan hips, preventing them from thrusting up into his mouth. He drank in all of the blonde's cries and he experimentally dug his nails into the tan flesh.

It earned him a slight tug on his hair and a very lewd mewl.

Sasuke pulled away, missing the taste of precum in his mouth. But he kissed his way up the tan body, stopping a little to kiss at pink nipples. He didn't stay along and then he was looking down at Naruto, admiring the sight. His chest was heaving, his cheeks were red, lips were swollen from being bit down on, and his eyes were hazy with lust. And he had an important question to ask.

"What's your least favorite position Naruto?"

"Wha… What?"

"Your least favorite position. What is it?"

"I… I… don't like riding people."

Naruto saw Sasuke nod his head and retreat from his sight. He pushed himself up to see the man pull down at his pants, his blue eyes looking on in anticipation. He had bit his lip when he saw Sasuke's large cock bob out of his boxers and slid a hand down his body to touch himself.

He couldn't remember the last time he had ever craved a cock inside him. And just imagining the dick in him made his own dick spurt a bit of cum.

Sasuke laid on his beck next to the blonde, watching him touch himself a little. Then he reached over and pulled Naruto to straddle on him. He could see the confused the look on the prostitute's face before he registered what was going on. His hands rested on tan thighs and he gave him a coy smile.

Naruto glared at him and growled out, "Sasuke, you son of a bitch!"

Sasuke merely squeezed his thumbs on the inside of tan thighs, smirking when the blonde before him bit his lip and shivered at the sensation. He watched Naruto shake his head and push himself up to position himself. To help, Sasuke held his cock with one hand and used his other one to hold onto Naruto's hip to help guide him.

It was a tight heat when he entered into Naruto's body. He bit at his own lip and he resisted the urge to just push Naruto down and take in the rest of his dick.

And Naruto was trying to do just that; trying to take in all of Sasuke's cock right away.

But he was stopped by the man himself. "What are you-"

"Take it slow, I want you feel everything as you take it all in."

The blonde growled but did as he was told. He slowly lowered himself on the thick cock, gasping and mewling and feeling everything slowly. He had just gotten so used to getting penetrated right away that he had forgotten about actually savoring the feel of a slow penetration and how wonderful it could be.

His head fell back when he felt him take Sasuke's entire dick in him and he sighed, "Oh yes…"

Sasuke watched as Naruto slowly began to ride him, starting off by just rolling his hips and taking his time. His blue eyes were shut in concentration and his hands grasped at Sasuke's wrists. He took in the sight, the sensation of the blonde's tight hole, and engraved the image to his mind. "Fuck you feel amazing Naruto." He groaned, thrusting his hips up in a decision to begin participating.

"Yeah… you too! Oh fuck!" Naruto moaned out as he decided to pick up the pace. He started to bounce up and down and his fingers interlaced with Sasuke's. "Shit Sasuke! Yes! So damn big!"

Seeing Naruto get lost in the position they were in almost made Sasuke chuckle out loud.

The blonde had said that he didn't like this position and even cursed him for putting him in it. But now he was bouncing up and down and calling out his name.

Sasuke held Naruto's hips to stop his bouncing and sat up. His hand curled at the back of the blonde's neck and kissed him. His dick was pulsing inside of the blonde but he wanted to stop and give him a kiss, making sure to completely dominate him.

Naruto's hands had come up on both sides of his head and touched both of his cheeks. He arched his back when Sasuke's hand had slid down his back and stopped to rest on his backside. He broke the kiss when he felt a sharp smack to his cheeks. But instead of being angry like he would have been Naruto looked Sasuke in the eye to command him. "Fuck me now."

Their positions were flipped and Naruto now rested on his back, the position he was normally used to other than being on his stomach.

He looked up to see Sasuke position himself and grip the headboard with both his hands. He didn't have to look into the man's eyes to see that his eyes were filled to the brim with lust. He opened his legs wider and in a choked voice called the man above him. "Sasuke…"

Sasuke looked down at him and pressed himself deeper into Naruto. His dick was squeezed so tightly from tip to base. "I'm going to fuck you so hard. And I'll show you how a slut like you should truly be fucked and I swear you'll never go back." He growled. His hands gripped down on the headboard and not bothering to take it slow, he started a brutal pace immediately.

He put his back into it, making sure to slam their bodies together hard.

Their skin slapping against each other combined with Naruto's cries rang in his ears; Sasuke wouldn't dare ever forget those sounds. "Fuck! Naruto!"

"Yes yes! Sasuke! Too… too fucking good!" Naruto cried out. His hands clawed at the sheets and his toes curled tightly. He felt himself melting into a sea of pleasure and ecstasy, he was drowning in it and he didn't want it to stop. It was all such agonizing pleasure and he felt like he was overloading from all the sensations.

Naruto truly couldn't remember the last time he had ever felt this good during sex. Especially without having to touch himself.

In fact, he thought that he hadn't experienced having something as good as the moment he was in right now. It was all too good, it was over stimulating him and he crashed hard. His eyes flew open and he screamed, cum spurting from his cock.

Sasuke cursed at his cock was practically being constricted by the tight heat of Naruto's anus. He was suddenly clenched down on and he snapped his hips forward three more times as hard as he could in order to reach his orgasm.

He had never ejaculated this hard before.

Yet as his cock continued to release his cum and fill Naruto, he continued to ride out his orgasm. Eventually his hips stopped and he slumped forward on top of Naruto.

Five rounds of fighting and a mind blowing sex session with a prostitute.

Sasuke's body was definitely going to ache when he woke up.

He gathered enough energy to slip out of Naruto and laid down right next to him. He was too exhausted to move and he felt sleep begin to overtake him. But he registered Naruto's hand massaging his scalp and he relaxed at the gesture. "You were amazing." He muttered.

"Thanks. You too. I've never been fucked like that before." Naruto said as he took his hand back and massaged his legs. He heard cheering outside and some of the other prostitutes through the walls. The night wasn't over yet and he still had customers to sell himself to. He looked back at Sasuke and asked him if he was going to get up soon.

Sasuke opened his eyes and pulled down the blonde. "What? You're still going to out there? Aren't you exhausted?"

"I am but I have to earn my living too Sasuke. You've got your pay but I haven't got mine. Now get out bastard, I can't do my services if you're here."

"Well I'm not moving dobe. I'm exhausted and I need to fucking rest."

"Get out!"

"Tell you what, you show me you can stand steady on your own two feet and I'll leave."

Naruto took on the challenge and slowly stood up from the bed. But his legs were like jelly and his knees buckled, causing him to fall back on the bed. He groaned and pushed at the body next to his to make room for him too. "Fucking great. You fucked me way too good and now I can't stand." He bit out. But he turned and curled up against the hard body, pulling the blanket up to cover their bodies. "You were too fucking perfect. I might crave you for the rest of my life."

Sasuke hooked an arm around the blonde's waist and made sure that he was pressed comfortably against him. Naruto rested his head on his shoulder and his hand came on top of his chest and remained there. "Same. I'll pay you in the morning. Now can you shut off that light?"

The bottle of lube was thrown at the light switch across the room, successfully shutting off the light. Once it was dark, both men felt themselves shut down instantly.

When Sasuke woke up his entire body ached, his muscles having been overexerted from last night. It hurt to crane his neck but he saw that he and Naruto were still in the same position they were in last night, both of their bodies way too tired to be restless from their activities.

Naruto was still resting peacefully, his breathing was even and he didn't stir in the slightest.

And Sasuke looked up to see one extra person in the room. He growled but he let his body fall back because his muscles were too tired from last night. He had really pushed himself the night before. "Madara, what do you want?" he asked, looking up at the ceiling.

"How did you enjoy yourself Sasuke?" Madara asked in a pleasant tone. "You and Naruto sounded as if you were truly indulging with each other."

"I'm fucking tired."

"As you should be. Though you earned yourself quite the paycheck last night doing all those fights last night. I knew you had that energy in you."

Sasuke growled and raised a hand to flip off his relative. "I'm not doing that for another fucking two months. I was completely caught up in the atmosphere."

"Of course you were." Madara stepped forward and placed a wad of cash on the table, along with Sasuke's clothes.

Sasuke strained himself to sit up and see what his uncle was doing. "What's that? A tip?"

"It's for Naruto. Consider this my gift to you; I paid for your night with him. After all, he didn't get to service other people at our event and earn his pay. You hogged him completely."

"I don't want to share him." Sasuke bit out.

There was a bubbling jealousy at the thought of Naruto being taken by others, whether or not he was selling himself or not.

"Well that would be up to him whether or not he wants to belong to you. He is a prostitute and his services do require his body. Perhaps you should discuss it when he wakes up. But I think you've both earned a nice rest."

And with that Madara exited the room, making sure to shut the door gently.

Once again Sasuke fell back and sighed. He still didn't want to leave the warmth of the bed or let go of Naruto. His body was still tired and he felt like he still needed more recovery. So he just pressed the blonde closer to him and shut his eyes again.

A/N: I think this is the longest one shot I've ever written. I feel like this is a little bit out of my style but I wanted to give it a try. Maybe at some point this will become a story but for now, I'm focusing on PK. But literally don't ask me about the title, I have no idea why I chose it. I just really wanted to type this story.