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ALWAYS COME BACK

smut meme;

They may be a rambler, a gambler, always on the run, a wanted criminal, someone with a higher calling, or just not the type to spend time with you (which may be fine by you), yet somehow, they'll always find their way back to your door. And they'll, again and again, find themselves wanting you, for support, for healing, for feeling alive, for venting frustration and anger, for anything and everything at all.

You'll welcome them with open arms...and an open bed, because you want them, too.

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[ He is so obviously the wanderer who always comes back. This meme was practically made for him. CRAU info. Otherwise played during blank period / the last. Crossovers highly encouraged. ]

Edited 2019-11-21 02:39 (UTC)

[ Unless we play a pre-canon AU where your character makes a pitstop on Ego to fall in love with a weird alien bug, this space lady floats to and fro across the stars with her asshole friends.

...she'll visit you! ]

Edited 2019-11-21 02:32 (UTC)

[OOC: up for either role.]

[It's feasible for her to be either side. If the wanderer, she's a botanist and loves to be ever on the go, loves to travel, and loves to be anywhere that isn't her homeland. If the other side, she's expected to be a homebody and was raised to be like so.]

_{....5 months LATER (Cause you're a bish).}

[ Sasuke had left.
Again.
It wasn't a surprise.

...but this time he didn't chase him. There was no reason to.

Sasuke was like a cat. He needed to wander, needed space, needed to be able to come and go as he pleased...as he needed.

He said he needed to.

And Naruto let him go. He hated it. But he let him go.

He hated knowing he was gone. He hated waiting for him to come back. He hated catching sight of a head of dark hair and hoping it was him. He hated going home alone knowing he couldn't just sneak out in the middle of the night when the rest of the village was sleeping to bother him because he knew he was awake.

He hated waiting up in hopes that he would sneak in his window and try to murder him for something stupid like...leaving another cat at his place. Or leaving his couch a mess when he snuck in for a nap since no one would assume he was there.

It had been months of this.

Now, he was sprawled out in his own bed (probably snoring), exhausted and with two cats asleep on the spare pillow because they insisted on following him home. ]

[ Of course he left. As was his wont. As was his nature. It was too vulnerable, that moment they last shared, and he needed time to think or whatever kind of excuse Sasuke made up to himself. He didn't need any time to think about any damn thing. He'd known for a long time exactly how he felt but continued to deny it adamantly. Just friends. Rivals. That was all.

Sasuke had been perched on the small balcony's railing for a small while as he pondered about whether he actually wanted to go inside. In his defense, he did learn a lot about important things that would be reported on tomorrow. It wasn't as if he didn't do anything but disappear for those five months. Nevertheless, that was a discussion for later.

He could go home. He should go home. He didn't want to. He wanted here. So, delicately slipping his way inside he quietly removed his shoes and shrugged the cloak free from his body. Bare feet gently padded down the hall and into the bedroom where that obnoxious snoring hailed from. Both cats lifted their head at the intruder and eventually decided to relocate, possibly find food since they'd been woken up.

Sasuke stood at the side of the bed for a moment and watched the mess. God, he was loud even when he was sleeping. Fingers slowly wrapped around the hilt of his sword and slipped it out of his sheath. The crackle of lightening vibrated down it's blade.

Time to wake up, Naruto. There was a chokuto coming toward your head. ]

[ It didn't matter how long Sasuke had been gone, he knew one day he would come back. Those two cats never, not once, left him alone when it was bedtime so when he felt the pillows shift and they departed; his unconscious mind knew something was amiss.

He didn't exactly wake up but he felt Sasuke like he always felt Sasuke. It was a gut feeling, a soul acknowledgement.

And from the doorway, a bowl of cereal in his hand, he leaned against the doorframe to watch the clone roll, flopping over just as Sasuke's blade came down. There was a familiar POOF and then he smirked softly in the dark. ]

Missed you, too.

[ Amused, he set his bowl down on a nearby table because he didn't want to spill it. ]

[ Dammit. Every fucking time.

The blade made a neat little tear across Naruto's bed sheet when the clone poofed and it thudded hard against it. Eyes turned toward the source of the voice with a thin smile. Not a big one, but definitely one worth noting. Mismatched eyes looked at the surroundings just beyond the other man and spotted a scroll that hung on his wall. In just a few seconds he'd switched places with it-- the scroll falling softly on the floor beside the bed.

A hand wrapped around the man's waist. His hand firmly pulled the man in so Naruto's back was flush with Sasuke's chest. The sound of his chokuto being re-sheathed rang in the quiet night. He pushed his face against the nape of Naruto's neck and breathed him in. His warmth, his scent, his existence. It was good to be home. Not in Konoha, but home. ]

Hi.

[ The smile was the one thing that kept him rooted in his spot. If Sasuke was going to try again, he wouldn't have smiled. Even if it was small, it was enough to warm Naruto's insides after months of missing his 'friend'.

Somewhere, he heard the cats finding a spot to sleep.

Behind him, he felt a familiar warmth, and instinctively he reached down to cover his hand with his own, fingers curling around the others while he leaned back a bit against him.

Now...everything felt good again. The space that had been empty, was filled. And he felt full again. It was funny how that worked out. He cared more about someone who had consistently tried to kill him over the years over anyone else that took gentler approaches.

He tugged on Sasukes hand to pull him around him, twisting in the process until his own back was pressed against the nearest wall before instinct, or want, caused him to draw Sasuke in close again. He nosed against him, both hands reaching up to cradle his face so he could look him over fondly. ]

Too long.

[ Or Bucky. Never hurts to ask, right? ]

(honestly she could fall on either side of this!)

[ because Alisaie is the Final Fantasy XIV version of a cat... ]

[ almost definitely the wanderer, but he can go either way! ]

[ ota, probably not the wanderer here but could swing her that way if need be! ]

[ almost definitely the wanderer. ota, aus/crosscanon okay ]

[ He needed some time to think about everything, and then that time turned into times doubting everything, and then that time turned into times denying everything, and then that time turned into time actually finding something out and getting distracted with real work. The moment this happened, though. The moment those hands clasped over his own and Naruto's body spun around to face him he knew without a doubt that this was exactly where he belonged. Where he had always belonged.

Finger's freed the chokuto from his body and let it fall into the corner nearby. Feet stepped in a little more as the blond backed himself up against a wall and pushed their foreheads together. Maybe he was finally ready this time. Really ready. To, you know... accept this, to welcome this, and that didn't mean that he'd never disappear again because surely he would but. It was different, now. Wasn't it? Who were they kidding... they weren't friends.

He found his hands wandering beneath the thin fabric than hung loosely over Naruto's abdomen. Slow along his stomach. Hands took their time memorizing every inch of skin and chiseled muscle. The hours, the years of hard work put into this body. Mismatched eyes found those treacherous ocean blues. Even in the dim light he could drown in them. Dangerous as they were. ]

Needed some time. Then work found me.

[ This...felt different than last time. Truthfully, they always straddled the fence on everything.

Rivals, friends.
Friends, more.
Back and forth, back and forth.

When in the end, they were all of those things. All of them rolled up into one big complicated package.

A package Naruto couldn't exist without. They had a bond that he didn't have with anyone else. A connection that was such a constant push and pull that it drove him crazy but he wouldn't, couldn't, give up.

The loss of Sasuke would affect him more than the loss of anyone. He knew that.

So when he came in the middle of the night--he didn't smell like soap or anything so he must have come straight there--and was willingly touching him, it just drove that knowledge home. He searched his eyes, knowing Sasuke wouldn't use them against him, and sagged a bit against the wall. It felt like a weight had been lifted and now he could relax for five seconds... ]

Did you figure everything out?

[ He felt like the answer was yes, but he wasn't blind to Sasuke's one-nighters. They were far and few in between but he knew they existed. Of course they did. There were certain...needs that not even Sasuke was immune to. And they had to be one nighters cause he couldn't imagine him letting anyone close enough for more than that. ]

Anything...I should know about?

[ Maybe he had accepted it as the truth that it was. That there was always something binding them together that was deeper than their childhood, deeper than their trials, deeper than their pain, even deeper than their soul. Something that ran so deep and rang so true there was no word for it and no word could or would ever describe what they shared. It took him a long time to wrap his head around it.

It would never be any less complicated but maybe, eventually, it would become easier to navigate and understand. Easier to predict and accept the ebbs and flows of their time together, of his departures and returns, and maybe eventually he could actually give Naruto a modicum of what he deserved because he certainly deserved a lot more than what Sasuke offered. Maybe he wanted to try. ]

I think so.

[ The hands didn't wander far. They weren't suggestive or even lewd. They simply wanted contact. Wanted warmth. Wanted to feel the skin and understand the body near him in a way that words wouldn't let them. A small smile found his lips when he felt those muscles relax. That felt nice. That was a good feeling. He wanted to give the blond more of that. ]

Nothing that can't wait.

[ Anything not business related couldn't be shared by words, he was sure of it. Naruto aught to know though that this wasn't something that would happen if it was one of those nights, because he was right. The Uchiha was exactly that kind of person shamed of it as he was. He didn't stick around. Rarely if ever came back. It was just a human desire and that was the end of it, but this wasn't that. ]

[ Contact was all any of them wanted, he thought. Sex wasn't really a goal. Never had been. Sometimes just being touched at all was more than enough.

Sasuke's hands didn't move anywhere that would be considered sexual but there was more intimacy in that slow brush of fingers than he could have hoped for. The smile made him curious, though and his brows knit briefly because he was dense enough that he had no damn idea what that was about. Sasuke's smiles were such a rare thing that he always always caught off guard by even the smallest of them.

This definitely felt like one of those times where talking was not required, or even looked for. And...for once he was okay with that.

Standing in the dark with Sasuke should have felt dangerous with how many times they had fought and almost killed each other, but this time he felt...safe. Something had shifted. There was a longing now that made his fingers itchy to touch.

Reaching up again, he carefully carded his fingers back through the others hair and just breathed him in for a moment; he was there, he was real. ]

Stay?

[ It was intimate even if it wasn't inherently sexual. Not exactly the kind of thing he did with just anyone. Touch was special, and sacred, and it shared information that nothing else could. It was something honest. More than these things, though, it was rare. How often did any of them experience a touch that wasn't violent? He supposed Naruto had a little more practice with that than he did, but it still remained. Their bodies were tools. Their lives were violent. ]

Mmm [ Sasuke hummed as if he was thinking about it.

He moved a hand from it's wandering to grasp the blond's unoccupied wrist and placed it's palm against the dip just above his hip before returning it to Naruto's stomach. They, too, slowly wandered around the man's side and explored ribs as well as stomach. He liked that hand in his hair, too. Different from those nights. Not anywhere near it. ]

Edited 2019-11-21 19:29 (UTC)

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