Title: Closer
Author:ihkny
Characters/Pairing:Pein/Sakura
Type: One-shot
Genre: Romance
Word Count: 2325
Theme: Nine Inch Nails #1
Rating: M (for the filthy, filthy language and the naughty duo)
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Kishimoto. Closer belongs to Nine Inch Nails.
Summary: AU. Sakura finds an unlikely partner on the dance floor of the nightclub 'Akatsuki'.
"Closer"
Rosette strands fell in waves over smooth, creamy skin decorated by the intricate design of a deep scarlet halter's backing. The sleek locks skimmed to just mid-back where they curled in to mini ringlets that swayed whenever a cursory glance was made around the establishment. Long slender legs were accentuated by black Just Cavalli skinny jeans that crossed and uncrossed in agitation. Ebony open-toe Sergio Rossi pumps encasing dainty feet moved to the beat of Nine Inch Nails' rendition of 'Get Down, Make Love' as she sipped her Solar Flare – her fourth of the night - while she waited impatiently for her blonde companion and his boy-toy to make their appearance.
She'd been waiting well over half an hour for the cerulean eyed male and her temper was quickly rising at having been stood up on her only night off from her hectic life at the hospital.
Hell, she had shaved and she was wearing pants!
'Hey, at least there's eye candy!' her inner graciously informed her, passing appreciative looks over the bartenders.
Sakura had to agree, the three men taking orders were exceptionally attractive, too good-looking to just be bartenders in her honest opinion, but she'd always been told not to look a gift horse in the mouth. So she was going to ogle unabashedly – the alcohol probably had a helping hand in that – at the pretty azure eyed blonde who had a hairstyle closely resembling her best female friend's. He caught her staring; returned it with a mischievous grin followed by a wink before focusing back on the task at hand. Further down, the fairest of the three employees was cursing up a storm and she couldn't stop the torrent of giggles that escaped her as she listened to him insult the man on the other side of the counter for being a 'completely useless piece of shit' and 'to not tell him what the fuck to do, he'd waste all the god damn liquor if he so pleased because money was a vile creation that worshippers of Jashin had no use for!'. The tan red head of the trio watched the display briefly with dull grey eyes before turning away from the event with an indifferent shrug.
Sakura downed the last of the contents in her glass as another Nine Inch Nails song began to thrum overhead. Emerald eyes brightened as recognition dawned and she made her way for the strobe lighted dance floor. It was her night off damn it! She was going to enjoy it even if she had to do so alone.
you let me violate you.
you let me desecrate you
you let me penetrate you.
you let me complicate you
The lithe female maneuvered skillfully through the throng of slick, gyrating bodies moving to the pulse of the music searching for the perfect spot, she found it within moments. Charcoal shadowed lids slipped to hide beryl eyes as a hand rose to lace through cherry tresses. Her free hand came to rest on her flat tummy as her hips swayed to the beat, losing herself in the music. Her body moved to the rhythm as if it were second nature, unconsciously catching the attention of other patrons of the club.
Help me I broke apart my insides.
Help me I've got no soul to sell
help me the only thing that works for me.
Help me get away from myself
A lean body pressed against her backside, an arm wrapping around her waist to intertwine with the one already there, pulling her flush against the owner. Sakura stiffened, her eyes fluttering open as she jerked her head to view the person intruding upon her personal space. However, she was deterred from doing so as her captor's unoccupied hand caught her just under the chin from the left. A nose – a very awkward feeling nose, she thought to herself – was pressed in to the skin just below the juncture of her jaw and ear. Lips whispered against her skin, sending chills throughout her body.
"You're captivating… tenshi." A silky, deep baritone murmured just before a tongue traced the shell of her ear and captured the lobe between teeth. She relaxed against the unknown male, her head curving to the left to offer better access; his hand slipped down her body to grasp her thigh. The mouth ghosted over her neck, a light scraping preceding it, as if something sharp protruded from her companion's bottom lip. His tongue slid over her pulse point before lips pressed to the skin, sucking lightly on the spot. Sakura drew in a shaky breath as she moved against the stranger.
i want to fuck you like an animal
i want to feel you from the inside
i want to fuck you like an animal
'HELL YEAH! We've got a total hotty attached to our neck!' her inner cheered excitedly. The rational part of Sakura's brain would have responded with something like 'How do you know he's hot, we haven't even seen his face.', but the man's voice was a good enough indication for the intoxicated Sakura to not argue with herself. A soft moan escaped her throat as teeth nipped at the soft, ivory flesh of her shoulder; a dark chuckle sounded from the man behind her. Inner Sakura squealed in pure, horrifying, girlish delight at the action.
'Turn around so I can see his face! Do it! Do it now or I'll get the wire hangers!'
Sakura blinked dazedly at the command – wire hangers? It was obvious her inner had watched Mommy Dearest one too many times – before swiftly twisting in her captor's grasp before he could protest the action.
My whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god
Emerald green peered in to the oddest set of eyes they'd ever seen - the analytical doctor portion of her brain would have been running through the possibilities of having such exotic characteristics, but she was too inebriated for such actions. Thus, she settled for studying his unique attributes. Deep onyx pupils surrounded by concentric grey circles were set in slanted features, a nose, slightly too long for his face, was pierced with three barbels running through the bridge. Beneath his bottom lip were two pointed studs, and each ear was adorned with six hoops and a bar running the length of his visage. Titian locks fell over his forehead and every which way, giving the appearance of bed head. He wore a designer button up white shirt, and black jeans that fit snugly in all the right places. Sakura was sure if her inner had control, the man would have been divested of any and all clothing by this point.
you can have my isolation.
you can have the hate that it brings
you can have my absence of faith.
you can have my everything
A large hand pulled her leg up around his waist as he stepped in to her, his legs on either side of her one, his other hand moving along the small of her back as he coaxed her forward, his smile nothing less than predatory. Heat stirred within her causing a blush to color her cheeks. His lips caught hers in a searing kiss; tongue trailing over her bottom lip just as his hand slid down to grasp her ass. She gasped in to his mouth at the action, moaning when he nipped her lower lip before sucking the wet flesh betwixt his teeth. She grinded against him, unconsciously seeking friction – anything to relieve the tension coiling inside her – he pushed back, smirking against her mouth before delving his tongue in to explore. Her tongue met his in a battle of dominance, his over powering hers as it searched the recesses within.
The hand groping her ass travelled over her hip, under the loose hem of her halter and up the flat plain of her abdomen. It traced the underside of her breast lightly before cupping it completely, kneading the flesh softly beneath long masculine fingers. Bruised, kiss swollen lips parted to release a shuddering breath as her back arched, pressing the supple flesh into his teasing caresses, her hips moving against his sensually. His thumb skimmed over a taut nipple prior to catching the pebbled bud between his fingers and rolling it. Her hips jerked against his at the action followed by her mouth locking on to his. Her tongue darted out to taste the metal of the pointed studs beneath his lip, trailing across his cheek and up his jaw to his ear. The low growl she was rewarded urged her on, the appendage tracingthe bar before running over the hooped piercings.
help me you tear down my reason.
help me it's your sex I can smell
help me you make me perfect.
help me become somebody else
"Oi Hidan!" A loud, obnoxious voice yelled over the pounding music to the bartender behind the counter. Violet eyes snapped up to meet cerulean in annoyance.
"What the fuck do you want, brat?!"
"There's no need to be rude, bastard! I was wondering if you'd seen a pink haired girl around here?! She was supposed to meet me and Gaara, but we're kind of late!"
"Yeah, I saw her, fucking hot bitch she was, guess I could even see your faggot ass going straight for a piece of that. That freak Deidara took her order a few times." Hidan replied crudely with a leer as he recalled the female. The blonde and his crimson haired partner moved down the bar, ignoring the religious fanatic's rude words.
"Deidara! Have you seen Sakura-chan?!" Blue locked on blue as the question was shouted.
"Naruto, I have no idea who 'Sakura-chan' is, un." was the male's response.
"Ugh! She's got long pink hair, and really really bright green eyes and she's super pretty, ya know?!"
"Oh, her. She went through four Solar Flares in a little over half an hour. She's a work of art, un. The expressions that flittered across her face so vividly… even Sasori-danna was watching her, yeah." Deidara said dreamily. Naruto glanced at Gaara who glared at the blonde artist.
"Where is she Deidara, she didn't leave did she?!" Naruto cried frantically, leaning over the bar to grasp Deidara by his shirt.
"Whoa, hands off idiot! If you mess up my uniform the boss'll have my head… and yours too, probably." He chided, smacking the blonde's hands away.
"Deidara." Azure eyes peered curiously at the stoic redhead that addressed him.
"Where is Sakura?"
"She's dancing with Pein." The two men turned at the silky voice that spoke up behind them. A tall, raven haired man stood beside the towering form of a male with blue hair and a wolfish grin. The shorter of the two's arm was extended, pointing towards the dance floor. Cerulean and jade orbs followed the finger. Eyes widened as their gaze fell upon the Rosette pressed flush against a lean form with a head full of messy orange locks. Naruto's jaw fell open in shocked surprise as he sputtered incoherently.
"Wha… what t… th…e… HELL!? He… he's tou…ouching Sak… Sakura-chyaaaaan!"
i want to fuck you like an animal
i want to feel you from the inside
i want to fuck you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god
Sakura whimpered as teeth grazed the sensitive skin of her neck, the hand beneath her top moving to massage the flesh of her neglected breast, tugging and pinching lightly at the nipple. His thigh pressed firmly in to the juncture between her legs as she moved in earnest against the limb. He could feel the heat that radiated through her clothing and his, her panting gasps and straining body signaling she was close to release. His teeth sank in to the flesh of her bare shoulder as he gave her nipple a particularly hard tweak, and she was shuddering, her hips undulating against his thigh as she came undone. She buried her face in his shoulder as she mewled quietly and road out her orgasm. Sakura drew away moments later to gaze up at him, before questioning:
"...who are you?"
"I am God."
through every forest, above the trees
within my stomach.
scraped off my knees
i drink the honey inside your hive
you are the reason i stay alive
Author's note: I've started a chapter story for this one-shot called Voodoo Stripes.The version of the song I originally wanted to use was some sort of trance mix that I've been in love with for years. I know it's a bit lame to be starting this series off with one of Nine Inch Nails' most popular songs, but I couldn't help relating this to Pein, and I'm a huge fan of PeinSaku. It's a couple you don't see much fiction for sadly enough, but hopefully you all will like this. I used tenshi, I feel like such a lameass.
Sakura's a very deprived girl, but I think Pein could get me off dry humping him to Closer too.
Solar Flare –3 part Zodiac Vodka
½ part Midori
½ part Chambord
1 part Tropical Juices
Don't ask me if they really make this kind of thing at night clubs, at Akatsuki they do! BTW: The drink is supposedly the drink from Zodiac Vodka's March on the rocks recipe, figured I'd make it her favorite drink since that's her birth month. /shrug