Naruto angst wanking while watching the videos he and Sasuke took while Sasuke’s away.
don’t get him wrong he’ll never tire of those videos but man he just misses Sasuke so much when he’s gone he just wishes he was in bed with him not even just for the sex but he misses getting to cuddle him and surround himself in his scent. he’s taken to hoarding Sasuke’s dirty laundry while he’s away so he can sniff it when the apartment stops smelling like him which is something he will never ever tell Sasuke.
Naruto is fine for the first like 48 hours. The videos are enough to keep him preoccupied in his downtime. He lays in his bed, his sad, cold, lonely little bed, and watches the screen inches from his face. He’s absolutely entranced by Sasuke’s soft expressions in the videos, the moans crackling through the speakers that he can hear in his head at almost crystal clear quality. He closes his eyes and remembers how good it felt, how warm Sasuke was, how his hand felt in his hair and his legs around his waist as he held him closer. Naruto finishes and falls asleep perfectly normally.
Then on day three he starts to get sullen. He’s tired, dragging his feet and spacing out. He’s not doing his missions nearly as enthusiastically or fast as before. He spends more and more time at home, which severely worried everyone around him. The place grows quiet and cold, barely a lingering trace of Sasuke’s energy in the rooms anymore even though it’s only been three days. Then Naruto turns his head and spots the hamper. It’s got a pile building up inside it, mostly Sasuke’s as Naruto chooses to leave his clothes scattered on the floor. All of Sasuke’s dark black clothes blurred into one another into this big vague lump that was distinctly not the usual brighter clothes of the blonde. Naruto pauses as he wonders if he’s really gonna do this…..fuck it. He’s desperate enough.
He reaches in and pulls out a shirt and instantly brings it to his face. It’s cold but still smells like him and Naruto’s shoulders instantly relax. It smells like petrichor and salt, like Naruto is standing at the edge of a cliff overlooking the sea he can also smell lingering traces of Sasuke’s deodorant in the pit of the shirt, clean and soap like. He huffs that shirt like it’s Sasuke himself, constantly shifting it around to get newer, fresher smells.
He reaches into the hamper again and pulls out some black briefs. For a half second he feels like a pervert before leaning in and pressing his nose to the fabric. It smells even stronger. He lets out an audible moan in the silent house and if anyone were around he knew he would never live it down. Naruto is hard and his heart aches at the same time. He tosses the clothes back in the hamper and picks up the whole thing, dragging it to his bed and dumping all its contents onto it. He flops down on top, burying his face into the clothes that landed on his pillow. He sleeps better than he ever has in the past few days.
Naruto spends those remaining days alternating between counting the seconds down and jerking off while nose deep in Sasuke’s clothes. It comforts him like nothing else. He rubs his face all over them until they start to smell like him instead. He’s chosen to slowly work his way down the line of clothes, sniffing them until he’s absorbed all trace of Sasuke and tossing them back into the hamper. He’s saving the man’s underwear for his quarter-daily jerk off sessions. He lays there in bed with Sasuke’s underwear on his face, nose buried into the crotch as he fucks his slicked up fist.
Playing behind his eyes is every POV he’s ever had of him fucking Sasuke; Sasuke bent over, on his knees with his nose in Naruto’s bush, facing him with one leg pressed to his chest while Naruto fucked him against the kitchen counter, his knees to his nose with one arm wrapped around them as Naruto folded him in half and fucked him like an animal. All the moans and whimpers and whines Sasuke lets out, noises only Naruto will ever hear, play in his head like a cacophony. He cums hard, groaning as one hand presses the fabric harder against his face like he wants it to be on Sasuke, like Sasuke will appear above him wearing them and Naruto can nuzzle his nose against his cock and get the scent straight from the source.
He cleans himself up quickly so he can rush back to bed and cuddle with Sasuke’s shirt, using it like a pillowcase so no matter what he will always have it close
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