A/N: Alrighty then. so this is Solitaire1's giftfic. He specified Sasunaru and that they have kids...

How come whenever I do these giftfics it usually ends up being a first for me in some way? Like for this story it's my first time writing SasuNaru. It's also my first attempt at writing in the first person. I hope I did all right. I try to push myself as a writer, bring something new to each of my stories so that I can grow as an author. Hopefully, Solitaire1 will enjoy this fic. :D

So here it is...

Beta: Blood Zephyr

I'm With Sasuke

I have to hand it to the teme, one thing he knows how to do amazingly well, is fuck me senseless.

He got home late tonight. Council meeting must have run on longer than scheduled. Sasuke has been sitting on the council for a year now. He's been back in the village for five. There'd been a trial, some jail time, and probation… but now he was doing his best to rebuild his clan.

I wasn't completely asleep when I heard him enter the bedroom. More like floating in that shadowy, soundless place between dreaming and waking. I heard him shut the door softly, heard the faint rustle of his clothes as they were removed one item at a time. His sword clunked to the floor and I heard him stripping off those stupid sleeves he persisted in wearing. He didn't go around in the Sound garb anymore, but he'd kept a few things.

My mind imagined each body part as it was uncovered. I love that tall, lean body, the perfect symmetry of it. I could hear him approaching the bed and my heart sped up; Sasuke's day wasn't complete unless he'd had sex at least three times.

I smiled into my pillow. The bed sags and creaks on his side and I know him so well that I know where he'll touch me before his hand even lands. I'm right. His thumb slides down the valley of my spine, stops at my tailbone and then is joined by the rest of his hand as he rubs firmly up my back. I arch, hum, turn over. No more pretending to be asleep.

There's moonlight to see by. His black eyes glitter with it as he smiles down at me. "Hey, Blue Eyes," he whispers. His smile widens. He knows I hate that girly nickname.

"You're late, Teme," but I'm already leaning up to taste his lips, to eat that smile.

Talking stops. His body comes down on mine and I welcome the weight.

He's a methodical lover, making sure I'm fully aroused, that no part of me is left unattended. His lips nibble my throat and it's all I can do not to groan too loudly. His rough hands smooth down my abs, over my sides, lace with my own hands on the pillow. His head moves lower, and heat latches onto my nipple. I gasp. "Sasuke!"

"Shh, you'll wake the kids." The other nipple is licked, sucked, bitten. This time I bite my lips to keep quiet. I really don't want to wake the kids.

I free my hands, bringing them down to those wide shoulders. I caress them, knead them as he moves lower to taste my navel. Then I flip him quickly to his back, straddling his torso. I'm usually as aggressive in bed as I am out of it.

I move up until I'm braced over his face. "Suck my sac," I moan. Sasuke smirks.

"Sixty-nine."

So bossy. Bastard.

He helps me turn around, pushing me roughly, small payback for trying to dominate. His breath on my nuts has me dropping my head on his pelvis, shivers dancing along my thighs, up to my ass hole. His tongue flicks out, taps my balls lightly… he's going to tease me unless I get busy.

Uchiha Sasuke's cock is one of those things that occupies a lot of my waking thoughts. It's thick and straight and really wide at the head. The head is my favorite part of it; when he fucks me with it, just pushing the head in and out of my hole, the way his glans (which is really pronounced on him) pops past my sphincter always has me screaming.

It's already erect, why am I not surprised? It takes little to turn him on. I lick purposefully up the shaft, swirling my tongue around the sulcus before swiping his dripping slit. He shifts under me and I run my teeth along the path my tongue traveled, making him gasp sharply. Then, without warning, I swallow him whole.

His nails dig into my flank, but he manages to suck my jewels until I'm groaning on his cock. The head slides along my palate as I push my head downward, checking my gag reflex. I don't stop until he fills my throat, and my nose is right in his sac. Swallowing is hard, but I do it and that has him stiffening his legs as he yells against my ass. I pull back, take in air, then get to work sucking. I give excellent head, if I say so myself.

Sasuke leans up and his tongue has me almost biting him when it enters my hole. Nonetheless I whimper, releasing his cock to pant. I support myself on one arm as I grab his cock and hold on. His tongue drives me crazy for a long while.

I have Naruto right where I want him, I can tell. Unless I rob him of his senses, he'll keep trying to dominate during sex. I like that about him, like the way he challenges me. But I prefer when he's reduced to a meek ball of submissiveness. It's such a contrast to his usually boisterous personality. Besides, in bed is the only place he really lets me have my own way with him.

He tastes clean, as usual, something I appreciate. He knows I need him often and keeps himself ready. He's losing it, unable to maintain his end of the sixty-nine, but I keep tonguing his entrance, keep sucking until he can barely hold himself up anymore. I figure we've had enough fun. Time to get down to business. Hell, I was ready the second I walked in and saw him sprawled on his stomach, one nicely muscled arm dangling off the bed. The sheet just barely covered his round ass and quick as that, I was hard.

Turning him over this time was pretty funny; he was boneless and floppy with desire. Weak and willing and just the way I like him. I prefer the missionary position since it allows me to watch those azure eyes darken to indigo, sometimes even going red if I hit his prostate just right. That can be dangerous, though. Stimulate Naruto too much and those claws come out to rip me to shreds while he's coming. Talk about painful. Over a hundred stitches last time.

But Naruto prefers doggy style and this time I oblige him. He groaned in protest when I picked him up and deposited him on the floor, but the bed is too bouncy to provide decent stability. He crouches there, knees spread, back arched, ass ready and willing. I take a moment to massage that hard ass, leaning down to give a few well-placed licks along his crack. "Uuuuuhng, Sasuke!"

Oh, yeah. He's ready.

Still, I reach between his thick thighs and fondle his erect cock, pumping hard a few times, driving him closer to that edge. When I stop, he actually growls and takes a swing at me. I slap his ass, not too gently. He glares over one shoulder. He'll be getting me back for that, the look says. I move into position and line my dick up with his opening. He's hot and ready for it. I give it to him.

Naruto's one of those people that doesn't like too much prepping. He likes a little pain, enjoys it rough. He's tight, stretching around me slowly, and I'm forced to hold my breath and grit my teeth at how fucking delicious it feels. "Damnit, Naruto. So tight!"

He pushes against me and I take the hint, thrusting hard and fast, the way he likes it. His inner walls squeeze around me, massaging my shaft. I love going all out on him, not holding back, using him just as brutally as I want. I hold his hips steady as my control slips another notch and the floodgates of my desire open wide.

He's really hungry tonight, I can tell. God, that cock of his is like a sledgehammer, jarring my teeth with each pounding thrust. I'm gushing on the floor, my mouth open and drooling. It's so good that I can't even see straight. Every nerve in my body is on fire and I feel him let go of my hips to grab my shoulders; he's about to fuck me even harder… I know it's going to hurt and I'm ready for it. I love the way he hurts me during sex, 'cause it just makes me hornier.

We both kind of lose it towards the end. I have to drop my head to my forearms to keep from screaming aloud, and I can hear him muffling his shouts. Still, right as he's coming hotly in me, we hear the door down the hall creak open and little footsteps pattering swiftly towards our room.

I can't do anything, since I'm shooting my load all over the floor, but Sasuke makes a quick clone which just barely makes it to the door in time to slip out and head those two little brats off. I'm beyond caring, nearly comatose from the force of my release. Sasuke drags me by an arm to the bed, manhandles me onto it and collapses beside me. We haven't even caught our breath yet when Sasuke mutters a curse at feeling his clone dispersed. The kids barge into the room.

Resistance is futile. So is locking the door. They can pick any lock created by man.

Our two little girls clamber up on the bed and snuggle between our sweaty bodies. Good thing we managed to pull the sheet over ourselves. They spend a few minutes bombarding Sasuke with tales of their day, and I spend the time staring at them sleepily.

***

Had to have been the worst day of my life, finding out I was pregnant. Pregnant. Me. A man. Seriously, I was like what the fuck??

At first I didn't know what was wrong with me. Sasuke and I had been together for about three months. He'd been out of jail for about a year. We were finally past all the bullshit of our younger years and were living openly together. Then one day I woke up with the worst headache this side of hell, and my insides positively killing me. I was throwing up blood, shitting blood, pissing blood. Sasuke was beside himself with fear, screaming at Tsunade to find out what was wrong with me. I'd never seen him so scared in my life. We both thought I was dying, and Tsunade thought I was already dead… She didn't see how my internal organs could be undergoing the shifts and changes they were, with me still breathing.

That lasted about three days. Sasuke was a wreck, sitting by my side in the hospital, rocking me back and forth, holding me, crying, pleading with me not to die and leave him alone… then it stopped. My body settled back to normal and I felt … well not fine. I mean, I could tell something about me was off, but compared to how I had been feeling, I felt wonderful. Tsunade checked me out and said I seemed okay.

I wasn't, though. I was sleeping one night, about a week later, and Kyuubi came to me in a dream. The first thing that struck me was that all this time I'd thought my Bijuu was male and it turns out it's female. The second thing that struck me was Kyuubi had never approached me before. Then came the real bomb.

"I've shifted your organs just enough to house the offspring. I will take care of the birth. See that you eat plenty of red meat, Boy. I'll not have my kits malnourished through your penchant for those sickening noodles. Preferably raw red meat."

Yeah. Right there was the 'what the fuck' moment. I tried to talk, to ask what the hell did she mean, but she was gone. And when I woke up I knew it was the truth. I could feel them in there, already sucking on my chakra and awakening urges in me I'd never dreamed of.

Sasuke was in total denial. "Men don't get pregnant," he stated flatly. "I don't care if you are a Jinchuuriki, that just doesn't happen."

We went back and forth over it until he finally had Tsunade make a house call. She spent a good hour examining me. She concurred, I was really pregnant.

Sasuke had been quiet while the shock settled in… all of five seconds. Then he was wild, laughing crazily and picking me up to spin me around. Tsunade looked on with a frown, but all Sasuke could say, over and over, was that I was helping him rebuild his clan.

It felt really good to punch him in the eye. He dropped me and I yelled at him to try considering my side of things for a minute. He did, and from that point until the birth he was the kindest, most solicitous partner a guy could ask for. Really, he pampered me, fed me, rubbed my feet. It was actually really annoying after awhile.

Tsunade set us up in an isolated cabin, deep in Fire Country. She thought it would be better if the phenomenon of my pregnancy was kept on the DL. I was too mortified to disagree.

Looking at how our two girls took turns jumping on Sasuke's stomach, I remembered the birth three years ago. I take back what I said before, about the worst day of my life being when I found out I was pregnant. No, the worst day was when, nine months after I found out, I woke up sweating and realized the time had come.

Sasuke couldn't help me. Listening to Kyuubi's voice in my head, I went out into the field surrounding our cabin and the demon took over. Screaming, in more pain than I thought existed in all the world, Kyuubi released her chakra until I was in Five Tails mode. Just enough so that her original form took over, and she could push those two babies out. I was mostly gone throughout the process, my mind subdued by Kyuubi's, but I was present enough to know I never wanted to go through that again. Ever.

I blacked out somewhere through the process. When I woke up, Sasuke had me in bed and Tsunade was there, examining the girls. They were in perfect health, she told us. She held them up for me to see and even newly born, their hair was a fine, spiky blonde. I looked down at myself and realized I was completely back to normal. Still, Sasuke and I agreed that we wouldn't be having anymore kids. The experience had been too ghastly to repeat. I told Kyuubi I'd abort any other attempts. I think she believed me.

***

"Daddy, doesn't have no panties on," Emiko giggled. She's looking at me slyly and I realized the sheet had slipped during their rough-housing. My bare hip was exposed. I pulled it back up and grabbed her to tickle her. Her twin, Etsuko, jumps on my legs and tries to 'help' her sister. We're soon all rolling on the bed, laughing and tickling.

They are definitely not normal kids. I did feel the urge to eat lots of meat while I was pregnant, but aside from that they are absolute demons. They have acute hearing and sight, inhuman speed when they choose to use it. And they have Sharingan, something that had shown up when they were teething. Let's not even discuss how proud Sasuke was to see it. It had been gross.

I pinned them both down, their blue eyes squeezed shut as they laughed hysterically. Finally, I let them go and settle back in the bed. I'm beat. Had a long day and these two don't know the meaning of the word rest. Besides, it's Sasuke's turn to tuck them in.

He scooped them up and left the room, talking easily with them as they chattered non-stop. I know he'll probably put them in a story-telling Genjutsu in order to get them to go to sleep. It's something he thought up and devised on his own. The Genjutsu is like a virtual reality story the girls are sucked into, and by the time it runs its course, they're sleeping soundly, thumbs in their mouths. Best of all, Sasuke doesn't have to be there while it's in place. It evaporates after about thirty minutes. One of his better ideas. He's such a genius.

This time I really am more than half asleep when he comes back into the room. He gets in bed and snuggles against my back, kissing the skin on my neck. His heat engulfs me and everything is so pleasantly comfortable. A sigh escapes me as I prepare to let go completely and sink into the welcoming arms of sleep.

"Neh, Naruto?" His voice vibrates against my back.

"Mmm. What?" All I want is to go to sleep.

"Don't you think it's time you gave me a son?"

I wonder if I could get away with killing him. Honestly.