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Do you Love me or is it just lust

The sheets provided a background for the two people moving together on the bed. The pale man was trapped between the silk and the tan skinned girl body moving on top. His fingers gripped sweat dampened sheets as tanned ones entwined with his own. He tried to grit his teeth to prevent the cries and moans that desperately wished to escape his lips. A well aimed thrust caused his effort to be in vain as she called out his name in pleasure in the richly decorated room.

He closed his lids tightly over his onyx eyes in embarrassment as he felt lips smile against his flushed neck. He tried not to imagine how beautiful brown hair must look tangled with his own sable locks.

His eyes rolled behind closed lids as he felt the movements of her riding him became harsher and teeth began to mark his shoulders and neck, claiming ownership of his body. He was not able – and had stopped caring enough to try – to stop his body from whole-heartedly participating in the intimate act taking place.

He rolled his hips up, deepening the penetration, encouraging and loving the feelings building within him. He moaned louder as fingers not entwined with his own.

"Sasuke," the brown head girl breathed.

Sasuke was surprised by how powerful his reaction to his name on those lips was. He had wanted to be free of all emotions the sex would bring, but at this point he abandoned the thought not involved in how fucking amazing it felt. So instead – pride be damned! – he would embrace the passion and deal with the consequences later. He grunted .His eyes still shut, a part of him still denying reality, but his mouth did not stop the words from leaving his lips. "Please…please more ride me harder and faster."

A tanned colored hand found his nipple and began sucking on it. Harder and faster it became and they jointly cried out at the sensations that were new to both of them.

Now frantic, all hope of finesse abandoned, they bucked against each other. With a final exclamation, teeth latched onto Sasuke's throat as he cried out, "Martezia!"

They moved together, slowing as their heated bodies cooled and their shallow breathing deepened and then Martezia's tired limbs deserted Her pressing her weight down into Sasuke pushing him further into the bed.

Sasuke grunted from the pressure. "Get off."

Martezia raised her head enough to look at the satisfied body that was annoyingly tensing up. Sighing,s he rolled off of her lover so she could face the other young man. sHe wasn't happy to see the tension marring the ivory features and began stroking raven hair behind Sasuke's ear then caressing the lines that had appeared between the dark eyes she loved so much.

"Hey," he whispered. Martezia felt her heart tighten at the thought of causing pain to her new lover.

"Hn." Sasuke rolled his eyes at the brown haired girl. It was fine." He couldn't decide if he should pull away or allow himself to lean into the caress.

"Fine? You call that 'fine'?"dark brown eyes widened in disbelief at the statement and was frantic to argue. "It was amazing and you were amazing and it felt wonderful! I loved what we just did." Nervously, Martezia bit her lower lip as she took in the marble countenance before her. Why wasn't Sasuke happy too? "What did I do wrong?"

Sasuke couldn't hold himself back any longer and kissed the sadness off of Martezia's face. Wrapping his arms around broad shoulders and tangling their legs so they were pressed tightly together. Kissing martezia again, he said against bruised lips, "You didn't do anything wrong tonight. It was very good."

Smiling, brown eyes cleared as they gazed into onyx. "I really do love you, Sasuke."

Sasuke's eyes betrayed his surprise at this declaration. He knew martezia wanted to hear the same from him, but couldn't say it. Rolling the brown haired girl onto her back, Sasuke gave her a small smile before a final kiss.

"Go to sleep, my Princess." martezia's eyes narrowed at being reminded of her title, but exhaustion was claiming her and it just wasn't worth it to argue.

Sasuke stayed still watching the brown haired young woman fall into a deep sleep. He took the time to control the raging emotions inside of him. He knew this had been a mistake, but he didn't have a choice. Now, he needed to find the calm necessary to do what he was sent to do.

'Fool,' he hissed in his mind as he slowly removed his body from Martezia's grasp without waking her. His anger at the situation he was in caused him to pace for awhile in front of the large bed, grinding his teeth in frustration and an effort to be quiet.

He shouldn't be here. He was a lord in his own right. He should be at home with his family preparing for his role as protector to his elder brother, Itachi, who would one day take over leadership of the Uchiha clan from their father.

Sasuke should not have been in some foreign princess's bed, her innocence lost to an enemy of her family.

Firming his resolve, he wrapped his fingers around the hilt of the dagger attached to the belt of Martezia's dress from where they had been flung earlier that evening. Unsheathing the weapon, he nearly growled as he noticed Martezia hadn't been bothered at all by the low noise.

Not that Sasuke should be upset that the ignorant brown haired woman slept unaware of his danger. Not at all.

His father had been quite specific to his younger son. Sasuke was being given as a gift to the Umino heir so that he could get close enough to assassinate the princess. With the death of Emperor Iruka's only daughter, his territory would be easy to claim by the Uchiha clan as was their right. For Fugaku – and many others – had coveted the Senju lands and was enraged when Iruka of the Umino inherited the title. It was an insult the Uchiha lord would not allow and he had repeatedly tried to gain the crown in battle, but he was defeated every time and lost men and land each time.

So it was that Sasuke stood over Martezia with the intent to kill. Raising the blade, he purposefully did not think about the life he has lost. No longer was he the younger brother trained to protect, he is now an assassin meant only to die. For he knew that once the princess's bloody body was found he would be executed. Guards stand at every hallway and even a pair was right outside the princess's chamber; the castle is as difficult to escape from as it is to infiltrate.

He clenched the hilt in his sweaty palm. He mustn't hesitate. He cannot betray his family that loved and raised him by seizing the life he has lived for the last few months. He could not embrace the youngbrown haired woman no matter how much the girl may claim to love him. Sasuke knew the words were empty.

They had to be.

"Baka," he growled as he leaned over his soon-to-be-dead lover. Brown brows furrowed as martezia's body urged her to wake up sensing the danger that she was in. Hazy cobalt widened at the blade glinting in the soft light as it descended towards her.

Both cried out in pain and grief as blood spattered on the silken sheets.