nardobe:

Ah, there was that threshold. The one you needed to step over to get to that point, the ‘there’s no turning back now’-point. For Naruto, that point was marked when he leaned in tentatively and brushed nose and lips along a tanned column of neck. It was strange how familiar it was, but he guessed that couldn’t be helped when you were basically having this experience with yourself.

He didn’t mind similarities he found, recognizing birthmarks when he passed them. He simply moved naturally, going where he felt comfortable going, doing what seemed right by himself, even if he was inwardly running around in his own mind, trying not to freak out. “M’kay, I’m just gonna..” He unhooked his fingers from the other’s pants and instead planted one on his mirror image’s hip, the other seeking to pull down the zip of his jacket.

「 ℕ」— He knew heart and soul that this was like a clone touching him, having a mind of his own and doing whatever he felt like. But he couldn’t help but enjoy it. His neck was so sensitive, those lips causing a choked moan to escape his pursed lips, the blond trying so desperately to hold it in. The touch was so light that he didn’t expect it, never thinking himself to take things easy. Whilst it was practically him, he couldn’t give in so easily and let whatever lewd sounds be heard. He’d fight back, hold it in for as long as he possibly could. 

            “R-Right..” With shaky breath he focused on keeping still, watching as the zip pulled, hand molding around his hip. Never in a million years did he expect to be doing this with a look-a-like. But at least he’d gain much needed experience.