Placing such a hard time limit using the Calamity was exceptionally good and also inherent to the tragedy of it and im thrilled by it. Don't get me wrong, forced time limits in tragedies and doomsday stories are common for a reason. They work, and they work well. but just, within the context of EXU Calamity, its really getting me.
because its always about not having enough time, right? its about expecting that you'll have more. There's complacency with power, and mistakes, and wealth, but maybe what the Ring of Brass were most indulgent with was time.
(you always think you'll have enough time, more time, another replenishment, another deal, another broadcast, another batch of bright children. youll get another time to hash out an argument with your father. you'll get another time to stay home with your kids and get to know them. you'll get another time to apologize and explain and fix your broken relationship. there's just something else, right here, right now, that should get done first.)
The Ring of Brass were rich, in so many ways. They had power, and wealth, and a million responsibilities, and so maybe they would've argued they had ZERO time, actually, and they just needed to sort everything else out first, and they'd have enough time to figure everything else out later.
but that's the point, right? There's never really a good time for this. for the important stuff, or the end of the world.
(Laerryn was, perhaps, the primary person in the Ring Of Brass operating under a time limit from the get-go, trying desperately to get the Leyline working, because if it wasn't now, it would be never. Because Quay wouldn't live that long. But even she assumed that was the extent of the time limit, that for Everything Else, there would still be time.)
(And is that such a ridiculous expectation? Is that so foolish of her? Of all of them? You never expect the world to end. You don't have infinite time, sure, but- you've got tomorrow, or next week, or- just not now.)
And so it is tragic, but it is also weirdly satisfying, to see the way time got shattered and stretched and sped throughout that last episode. The first second lasted forty minutes. They get maybe two hours at the hands of a damned demon, and its the best blessing they've ever had. Rounds are six seconds. A broadcast is maybe thirty. A healing word, a Wish, a Wall of Force, all buying paltry seconds that make all the difference. The dawn is coming, Avalir is landing, there's so much that has to be done, and that won't get done. We watch them make hard decisions, over and over, and over, and we keep saying "there's not enough time". Because of course there isn't. There could never have been.
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[ 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 ] : sender and receiver have sex after being apart a long time. ( for Sasuke )
𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬: [ 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 ] : sender and receiver have sex after being apart a long time. ( for Sasuke ) /@foxcurse
cw: cum swallowing
He did it.
He fucking did it.
The proof is right in his hand. Which is supporting Naruto’s ass as he works on wrapping his legs around him. He’s ignoring the dobe’s claim that he’s really copping a feel. It’s support. What should be questioned is the idiot’s ability to keep talking when his mouth is clearly occupied.
A chuckle is heard, and Sasuke realizes he said that aloud. Before he can shut him up, Sasuke hears spout some dumb shit about not keeping busy enough. A challenge, but whatever. He’s succeeded before with the other times they’ve done this. That thought stops him.
Everything feels like it freezes in place as he realizes this moment could have potentially never happened again. A shudder shoots down his spine as the reality of the situation settles into his bones. No, beyond because Naruto and him have never held a bond that could be explained in simple terms.
There’s always been more to them, despite his wishes back then for it not to be true.
A jagged breath leaves him as he presses his face against Naruto’s neck. Anchoring himself to this reality and not the ‘what if’ one that could have taken this and Naruto away. Lifting his hand from Naruto’s ass, he reaches to grip the hem of his shirt. Fuck fuck. Hands leave his shoulders and settle on his hair and neck. The feel of the hand on his head combing through his hair tells him Naruto has sensed the sudden shift in atmosphere.
The heat and passion that drove them to Sasuke’s room is dwindling….
No…wait. It’s still there, but it’s shifting. Transforming into something more primal. Before they can move on, he feels a sudden need to express himself because their world doesn’t guarantee anything. To open himself up in this rare moment with thoughts he’d never consider saying to Naruto. Out of fears and insecurities he’s still trying to reconcile with.
“Dobe,” he calls with a ragged voice, pulling slightly away from his neck. His face is still hidden, not ready to show Naruto the emotions surfacing in his eyes. He hears a low rumble from Naruto’s chest, which he takes as acknowledgement. Sasuke opens his mouth, to try and speak his thoughts. Only for a rough sigh to leave him. He clears his throat for another another shot. His throat seems to clog up with the fears and insecurities he’s yet to work through.
Dropping his head onto Naruto’s shoulder, he tries to form the words, mouthing them at least. Even that proves difficult as he doesn’t know what exactly he wants to say. Apologize for throwing him into another dimension for two months? Well, he didn’t mean to do that. There’s nothing to apologize for since it was an accident. No matter what anyone thinks, he never meant to send his dobe away like that. Konoha’s council members, some of them at least viewed his actions as motivated. Claiming he was trying to achieve the goals he had made almost a decade ago during the war.
It was one big freak accident.
He knew that.
Sakura knew that.
Kakashi knew that.
Naruto knew that. Right?
He hasn’t said anything, but he should know that. They’ve been…more than friends for a few years now. Not relationship exclusive but something. With that something between them Naruto should know he wasn’t aiming to get rid of him.
If anything, it was its own kind of hell being separated from the dobe like that.
Tell him still he thinks. Tell him you missed his annoying ass. Tell him how much you care. Tell him.
He wraps his arm around Naruto’s waist instead. With a grunt Sasuke pulls them away from the wall. Once he’s balanced with both their weights, he walks them toward the bed and turns. Letting himself fall back with a smirk, he’s prepared for Naruto to fall on top of him or catch himself. Whatever the blond has to say about his decision is cut off upon him dragging him down by the neck. Locking him into a kiss that is more teeth and spit than anything else. It’s rough, needy, but totally necessary. Gripping Naruto’s hair, he pulls closer to close any gap of space between them.
If he can’t tell him, he’ll show him.
After getting some air back into their lungs, the following kiss is much slower. Sweet almost as they savor the moment of being able to come together like this again. Sasuke hand releases his hair and works on tugging Naruto’s shirt. Slipping under and tracing his spine until his idioit gets the message. Tossed to the side of the bed, his eyes rake over his chest and hums in satisfaction. No new scars or wounds. Just as he was before accidentally teleporting him to another dimension. His hand slides down his chest, leaving a light trail of warmth until he comes to a nipple.
He pinches it harshly, earning him a smack and a shout of ‘asshole’. Though uses his speed to push himself up, run his tongue over it before moving to the other. He pushes Naruto to fall backwards, so he lands with his head hanging over the edge of the bed. Sasuke shifts to hover over him. His mouth works down his chest, dipping into his belly button before reaching the edge of his pants. Nuzzling the growing bulge between Naruto’s legs, he shows no hesitation in running his mouth over it.
“Unzip your pants dobe,” he demands. When he receives sass for bossing him, he raises a brow.
“You want your dick sucked or not? I can go straight to fucking you.” He replies. His lips pull into another smirk when he hears a huff of resignation. Naruto’s hands work on pushing down his pants and boxers, leaving him naked. Sasuke lets himself appreciate the sight of his dobe sprawled out bare before him.
Yeah, his.
There’s a second where he considers turning on his sharingan to burn this moment into memory. As they well know, tomorrow is not guaranteed in their life. Whether it be through being killed or being transported to another world without a way back. Sasuke’s earlier amusement turns somber as he remembers why he’s here.
This is all going to be about Naruto and showing him exactly what he feels.
Wrapping his hand around Naruto’s cock, he gives it a light squeeze. With a newfound intensity in his eyes, he begins to slide his hand along his shaft. His gaze flickers between Naruto’s face and his hand, getting a gauge of how much he’s enjoying it. Before he moves to be at face level with Naruto’s dick, he turns to the bedside table. Reaching inside he pulls out a bottle of lube and tosses sit on the bed. Then he puts his mouth to work.
He begins with running his tongue from the base of his dick up to the tip. Wrapping his lips around the head, he gives it a suck. His dark sable eyes remain on Naruto, watching his body tense with anticipation, pleasure, and soon release. Setting his hand on his hip, he presses to keep Naruto from thrusting up into his mouth. Though he does nothing when Naruto’s hands find their way to his hair, gripping it. In fact, the pain sends pleasure down his spine. Each suck he tries to take more and more of Naruto. He knows he still can’t take him all the way, but one day he will.
Pulling his mouth off, he lifts himself enough to catch his face.
“One day I’ll take your entire cock,” he tells him, “but since I can’t tonight, I’ll just swallow.”
Without waiting for a response, Sasuke goes back down on Naruto. Bobbing his head and working to bring the dobe to his first orgasm of the night. He swallows it likes promised and hums.
“Good boy,” he teases before pulling back to wipe his mouth. Pushing himself to his knees he crawls over to get a better look at him. Seeing his blissed-out expression has an inward sense of satisfaction bloom inside Sasuke’s chest. He did that.
When he feels hands reaching for him, he shakes his head.
“Tonight, is about you dobe,” he affirms with a frown. “Let me take care of you.” No, it’s more than that. Maybe it’s the high after sex that loosens some of his previous reservations, but he’s able to speak a little more freely.
“I need to take care of you.” His voice is a rough rasp. Showing how little he speaks with such openness. It’s like dragging him through broken glass, but the pain is worth it.
“…almost lost you because of me.” He adds even more quietly, somehow hoping he doesn’t hear but equally wanting him to.
After recovering from the first orgasm, Sasuke works on preparing Naruto. This time there’s an air of softness. The usual burning passion between has smoothed at the edges, allowing for more openness between them. As he works stretching Naruto, their mouths connect in much more intimate kisses. Exploring each other’s mouths, figuring what bring the other to moan or shiver in pleasure. Once Naruto’s ready, Sasuke rolls on top of him. Coating his dick with lube and crawling toward his dobe. He can’t describe the way his chest clogs up with emotions when Naruto easily parts his legs and wraps them around his waist. Welcoming him, allowing him to do this again to him.
Grabbing his cock, he aligns it with Naruto’s entrance and slowly pushes in. Watching his expression, he doesn’t move until given the okay by him. He fiercely grips the sheets as he pushes into that tight heat. Heaving out a gasp, he drops his head to his chest as he works on fighting every instinct telling him to thrust in. To push himself fully inside, but he doesn’t. Keeps himself steady until granted the permission he’s seeking.
Once he’s fully inside, the dam breaks. His chest seems to unlock, and he finds a stream of words spilling from his lips.
“Had I not found you today, I would have kept searching until my last breath.” He thrusts once Naruto nods his okay. They find their rhythm after several attempts. His mouth finds Naruto’s ear and he keeps talking.
“You’re mine dobe. I can’t lose you….” His breath stutters from the admission, but instead of feeling like he’s exposed himself too much…. he feels free.
It’s liberating, and he has so much more to say.
“I won’t lose you too. You’re stuck with me and anyone that tries to take you will pay.” With their life goes unsaid. Sasuke is very aware he will kill to keep him at his side. Each statement gets him to pick up pace, until Sasuke decides to flip them over. Letting Naruto ride him to completion as he fucks into him.
“I’ll burn the world for you dobe. You fucking choose me, and this is what you get.” There’s no changing him. Take him as he is, fucked and broken.
Release comes to him first and spills inside Naruto. It isn’t long before he feels Naruto’s cum over his chest, but he doesn’t care. For several minutes they remain as they are, calming down from the intensity of their climax. Sasuke finds the energy to get up and clean them up, after nudging Naruto off him. Once they’re back in bed he turns to face Naruto. His eyes trace over his features for a few silent seconds, soaking up the moment. Then he lifts his hand to nudge his cheek with the back of it. Affection in his own way.
“You’re mine and only mine. I’m yours in return, and only yours.” He declares with a tone finality.
That’s the way it must work, there’s no other option now.
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