Kabuto's attention was back on the blond in a heartbeat. "I think you overestimate your abilities and underestimate mine," he said, fingers trailing down Naruto's torso to curl into the waist of his pants, sliding in towards the center and working deftly to undo them.
"But for right now," he whispered, nails scraping against tanned flesh, "Are you going to undress me too, or will I just have to dry-hump you and make a mess of the inside of my pants?"