Because of you(RN only rated M for yaoi content!)

Ryota wrapped his arms around Sora as the redhead's tongue slid into his mouth. He ran a hand through the feiry red hair, rubbing his tonuge against his lover's. He could taste the familiar flavor of Sora's mouth, the taste that he would never grow tired of. It was addicting. He barely noticed as his father walked back into the room before spotting them and turning on his heel, walking back out.

Sora almost laughed lightly into the kiss as he heard Deidara walk in, stop, and walk out quickly. They could kiss here as long as they liked, and they didn't particularly care who walked in and saw them anyways. The whole base knew, and didn't care in the slighest that some of their members were into same-sex relations. Half of them were gay anyways, so it's not like they could make fun of them or anything. Or tell them to get a room. Sora had walked into plenty of other make-out sessions. Hopefully, though, Nami or Sasori would walk in. Even though they didn't say anything about it, it was a little more awkward with those kind of people.

Ryota closed his eyes, not caring who walked in. His dad knew not to walk in at the moment now, so there was nothing else for him to worry about really, even though it would be a bit awkward if other people walked in. He didn't care anymore anyways really. They had been walked in on plenty of times, as had everyone else who was in a relationship in the base. One thing nobody had seen them do though was screw each other, since everyone could tell, from all the noise they made. The blonde reached one hand up Sora's shirt, running his hand along his strong chest.

Sora moaned as he felt the blonde's hand travelling underneath his shirt. If he kept this up, he might just have to carry him back to their bed room to get rid of the hard-on he felt that was approaching. Ryota's hand was so warm and inviting. He knew the feeling of Ryota's hand on him. Plus he had those mouths on his hands. Those didn't help when he was trying to keep from staying away from being hard. It was still kind of early in the day, so now might not be the best time to go back into their room to make some noise. But then again, Sora really didn't want to stop.

Ryota smirked slightly at his lover's moan, loving the sound. He reached his hand up higher on Sora's chest, running his fingers over one of his nipples expertly, not breaking the kiss they had. He knew that they might need to return to their room soon to take care of certain problems, but he didn't care. He didn't particularily want to stop at the moment, and he was sure that he shorter male didn't either. Really, who would? He pulled away from Sora's mouth to breathe, working his lips along his seme's jawline lightly.

Sora couldn't help but moan again as Ryota's fingers moved to touch his nipple under the shirt. He was doing this on purpose. He probably wanted to get back in the room in the middle of the day and scream. They'd be out of it after that and would wake up at night, when everyone else was asleep. When Ryota pulled away from the kiss to work his lips, teeth, and tongue along his jawline, also giving them the air they needed, Sora was restraining his hands from going into Ryota's pants, instead leaving them on his backside or toying with the hemline of the pants.

Ryota moved his mouth down a bit more to his neck, biting and sucking on the perfect skin there. He just couldn't help himself, his hand still movin over Sora's nipple, pinching it once or twice. He slipped his leg in between his lover's, rubbing the front of his pants with his thigh. From the moans he had received he figured that the redhead was enjoying himself, so Ryota saw no reason to stop.

"Oh, gods, Ryota," he breathed, panting and already more than half aroused. Ryota knew just where to touch. "You....you know we can't continue this here, right? The others'll through a fit." He moaned loudly as he buried his face in Ryota's collar bone, licking and nipping at the spot. "Come on, we'll just go to the room. Hafta shut the door, an' we might wake some people up," he panted, groaning.

"Hmm, they should all be awake already. . . if they're not, it's their fault" Ryota said with a slight smirk. They kept everyone from sleeping last night, and now the people who tried to sleep in to regain their sleep would be woken up again. He didn't really want to have to go all the way back to their room. . . he wanted Sora to screw him here and now, but he knew they'd get in so much trouble for that. The blonde was already turned on, just from the dirty thoughts going through his mind, as well as what they'd been doing. "C'mon then, let's go" he said with a naughty smile, taking his hands from up Sora's shirt and grabbing his hand, walking quickly towards their room.

Sora just shook his head with a smile, enjoying how much RYota cared for the well being of the other members. Ah well. Sora couldn't say he cared much either at the moment, but they didn't need to get in trouble from depriving the others from sleep. If they did that too much, Pein might kick them out. At least they were useful in a fight. That could be the only thing from kicking them out and telling them to get a house somewhere else right now. Sora locked the door behind them when they got into their room, instantly pulling Ryota's shirt off and unbuttoning his pants. He locked lips with his blonde again, pushing him gradually back towards the bed.

Ryota smirked as Sora locked the door and pulled his shirt off immediately, also unbuttoning his pants. He kissed him back eagerly, hooking his fingers under the redhead's shirt and tugging that off, breaking the kiss only for a moment to get it over his head. He tried his best not to trip over anything as he backed towards the bed, but when his legs hit it he fell back onto it, pulling Sora with him.

Sora found himself on top of Ryota when Ryota had fallen back. Not like that was anything new. He was always the top for him, despite the one year age difference and height. He decided he could tease Ryota a bit by only removing his pants a little bit of the ways, so he tugged them down about half way what they usually were. He left his boxers on though, figuring Ryota would get impaitent enough with the pace he was going. "You know you're just going to end up hurting again, right? I'm gonna slam into you so hard, RYota, you're gonna be whinning again when we're done." He rubbed Ryota's covered arousal, finding it pretty solid already.

Ryota raised an eyebrow as Sora pulled his pants only halfway down, but he didn't say anything. He smirked at the redhead lying on top of him as he was told that he was going to hurt again when they were done. "Hmm, well I don't care. Just fuck me, and we'll both be happy" he said with a grin. He groaned as Sora rubbed his erection through the fabric, running his hands over his lover's bare chest. He leaned his head forewards a bit to run his tongue over his nipple, nipping at it before moving up, planting kisses all the way up to his mouth before pressing their lips together, wanting Sora to fuck him hard into the matress, right now.

"Oooh, don't you know we'll be happy," Sora groaned, loving how Ryota spoke. He was always just asking for it. Sora arched his back and shuddered as Ryota nipped and kissed all the way up his torso before reaching his lips and kissing him again. He kissed him back, nibbling his bottom lip, their tongues fighting for the domincance that they both knew Sora could claim. He grinded hard and rough against Ryota, sending a hot firey burning sensation through him.

Ryota smirked slightly as Sora nibbled at his lip, and the blonde opened his mouth instantly, their tongues fighting for what was so obviously not his. He moaned loudly into his lover's mouth as the redhead grinded against him, the friction just amazing. His hands travelled to Sora's waist, pulling his pants and boxers down as far as he could get them without moving his body, getting a bit impatient. "Fuck me damnit!" he groaned.

"You some kind of masochist?" Sora asked him when Ryota begged to get with it already. "You really want it that bad?" Instead of fulfilling his request, he moved lower down his body and removed the rest of his pants, licking and nipping at Ryota's exposed and erected member. He took it fully in his mouth, bobbing his head up and down and humming in the back of his throat. See what Ryota had to complain about this.

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Ryota laughed as he was asked if he was a masochist. "Far from it. . . but yes, I want it that fucking badly!" he said completely truthfully. He watched Sora with a raised eyebrow as he moved lower down, guessing what he was going to do even before the redhead finished taking off his pants. He gasped slightly as Sora licked and nipped at it, before taking it in his mouth. He groaned loudly and arched his back, the feeling of his warm wet mouth around him, plus the humming, was just overwhelming. "Mmmm fuuuuuuuck" he moaned, bucking his hips slightly.

Sora smirked around RYota's arousal, his moans were just music to his ears. It just made him want to grab more and more out of him. He moved his mouth up and down the shaft, tasting a liquid beading out of Ryota's member. Obviously pre-cum, so he probably could handle a little more before he actually climaxed. Before he climaxed, Sora would let go. He liked to make him climax during sex, more than oral.

Ryota twined his fingers into Sora's hair as his head moved up and down between his legs, which was probably one of the sexiest things he had ever seen. All of the sexiest thing's he'd seen just happend to be of Sora, when they were engaged in some sort of sexual activity. He let out another moan, feeling himself coming close. "God fucking damnit Sora. . ." he mumbled, having some trouble forming words in the state he was in.

Ryota's shaft was quivering in his mouth, almost tentatively, and Sora took that as his cue to let go so he cold pound into him instead of blow him. He gave Ryota's manhood one last bit of licking and nibbling before he stopped and moving back up to his mouth, sharing the taste with Ryota so he could see how he tasted. He didn't know if Ryota could taste it or like it or not, because it was technically his own flavor. Normally people couldn't taste that. Sora liked it though. He liked anything and everything about his Ryota. "Turn over, Ryota, I'm gonna slam into you so hard, you're gonna be begging me to stop." He doubted that could ever happen though.

Ryota was panting by the time Sora stopped, though he didn't really want him to stop. He kissed his lover as he moved back up, not tasting anything really, except Sora himself. He smirked slightly at his words, knowing that there was no way that could happen. "Do your worst. I'd like to see you screw me that hard" he said challenginly, grinning at him. He complied easily, rolling onto his stomach. His ass still hurt from the night before, but he didn't care. Sora would make it feel better, even though it would only be until they were done.

"Yeah? Well, just remember; you asked for it," Sora warned playfully. Like he always did, Sora could recall. There had never been a time when he said he was moving too fast or being too rough with him. Ryota liked it rough. Heck, he even liked their sex raw, even if it made him bleed because he'd get stretched without preperation. "I'm tell you, you're a potential masochist with this kind of stuff," he commented, moving his cock to Ryota's entrance. Swiftly, but aimed well, he thrust into him, giving Ryota a moment to get used to the feeling.

Ryota grinned, turning his head to look at Sora. "When am I not asking for it?" he said with a smirk before turning his head again. It was awkward to crane his neck like that. He didn't say anything to the masochist comment, knowing it was true, and he was busy anticipating Sora pounding his ass. When the redhead thrusted into him he hissed, gritting his teeth against the pain, which he knew would soon dissolve into pleasure. He rocked his hips a few times, wanting his lover to just move already, and fuck him as hard as he could. "Fuck me damnit" he groaned, grabbing the blankets in both hands.

As Ryota rocked his hips to show he was ready, Sora groaned. "Oh, Ryota...you're so tight!" He thrusted a couple times to get the feeling and rhythem. (Wow...I don't even think that's spelled right...) He knew where Ryota liked it best, so he aimed there with precision and thrusted hard. He moved his hand up and down Ryota's length in time with his thrusts, so then he'd come faster.

Ryota moaned loudly as Sora started thrusting, the pain leaving him already. "Aaaahhh fuck Sora!" he panted as his lover hit his spot hard, arching his back and groaning. He didn't even notice how loud he was being. He buried his face into the blankets, as close to in heaven as a live person could get.