Send my muse "Relax..." and I'l give yours a soothing lap-dance

「 ℕ 」— “Easy for you to say.” The blond retorted, his cheeks ablaze. It wasn’t the raven’s birthday, nor was it of any special occasion. He’d just been talked into it, and his pride kept him from backing out. It would have been so easy to just fake an illness or simply state that he couldn’t do it. But that would mean teasing for eternity, and that was something he couldn’t live down. So as the music started, so did Naruto. 

            He started in slow movements, moving his hips to the beat and barely brushing off the Uchiha’s legs. To start with, in order to keep his composure, he kept his back to the raven. Small sways, the occasional hard bursh but nothing more then that. He’d only known this from what he’d been forced to watch with Kiba, and in all honesty it wasn’t his thing. But if it was what Sasuke wanted.. 

            By the time he turned around, he was almost positive he’d pass out soon from the heat building up in his cheeks. Placing himself on the other’s lap, crotch only inches away. Slowly a hand moved up to unzip his jacket and slide it off, the fabric constricting him more then he liked. But then his eyes meet those dark orbs and he cracked. Head instantly moved to hide in his shoulder, nuzzling it slightly and letting out a low whine. “Please don’t make me continue..”