I groaned as I heard a knock on the door I really wasn't in the mood and was looking forward to my night alone relaxing its stressful teaching at the academy, especially when Naruto's spawn is in your class. Yes I do mean spawn. I would have hoped they'd turn out like Hinata but no they just had to be loud blurs of blond.
Lifting myself off the comfortable sofa I carefully tiptoed past the closed door on my right avoiding the squeaky floorboard and at the same catching a glimpse of my pink hair and pale skin in the mirror, not to everyone's taste but defiantly to some.
I opened the door revealing a slightly worn out looking Sasuke. The light on my veranda making the bluish tint in his hair stand out more than usual against his pale skin. 'Sasuke?' I questioned trying to recall the days of the week, it was Friday... he shouldn't be here until tomorrow. Then I caught sight of a rather large wound on his arm staining his white shirt a deep crimson, he must want to be healed I concluded.
He stepped in and closed the door before turning to me and cupping my face with hands he kissed me gently biting on the bottom of my lip as though begging for entrance. I complied and massaged his tongue with my own. He picked me up so that my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck, his mouth moving from my own to my neck were he sucked at the skin gently biting it marking me as his.
Slowly but inevitably we moved towards the open door next to the closed one, my bedroom, shedding our clothes as we went. First went my amaranth coloured tank top, then his white (complete with a blood stained sleeve) shirt at this point we reached my bed. I don't have much need for a bra and so my upper half was already exposed.
Sasuke dropped me onto the crisp white sheets and took one full sweeping gaze of me lying half exposed before slowly climbing on top of me. He licked my left nipple slowly in a circular motion teasing it with his teeth while kneading the other between his thumb and forefinger before changing.
He heard me let out a small moan and I felt him grin against my pale flesh and slowly move down trailing his lips across my stomach while hooking his thumbs into the sides of my black shorts and pulling them down roughly revealing that I also don't wear any other kind of underwear also as Sasuke feels it 'gets in the way'. My eyes connected with his as he slowly removed his own black pants the whole we didn't break eye contact until he lowered his head and parted my legs inserting two fingers into my moist vagina and slowly began to slide them in and out taking care to brush my g-spot with every motion. I closed my eyes reviling in the pleasure that was slowly taking over. With his thumb he began to rub my clitoris, gasping I opened my eyes to see him staring at my face but continually pumping me with his fingers I held his gaze as slowly I was being pushed closer and closer to the brink of an orgasm, it was so close, I was about to feel the immense explosion that would over take me, but then he stopped and removed his fingers.
I moaned in disagreement my eyes defiantly showing anger at being so wound up and not allowed my release, He smirked. Sasuke placed each of his hands on my hips and thrust into me burying himself completely before leaning his head down and whispering in my ear 'my turn' I cried out his name as the sensation began to build up again. He kissed me trying to muffle my cries while ramming me animalisticly, a metallic taste entered my mouth and I began to realise I bit him a little too hard in my bliss. Finally I came and him a few seconds later after feeling me contract around him.
He lied on top of me for a while regaining his breath our foreheads touching and I panted beneath him. 'So that's your version on hello' I said between breaths, 'hn' was the only reply I received but I grinned knowing what he really meant. He kissed my lips softly before rolling off me and pulling me to him. We lay on our sides his lips brushing the crook of my neck and his arms around my waist hugging my tightly to him.
We lied together for an hour or so before he detangled himself from me and sat up eyes darting around the room in search of his clothes, I sighed and followed suit. 'Going home?' I asked while putting my clothes back on, already knowing the answer, it always ends like this. Sasuke turned to me with a pained expression 'I'm sorry' he uttered softly before turning to walk out the bedroom door. 'Before you go do you want to-' I started to ask but he cut me off 'Yes' he answered, it was always his answer and as always it brought a small smile to my face.
I walked passed him now fully clothed and gently opened the closed door to the room next door, Sasuke was so close to me I could almost feel his breath on the back of my neck, he couldn't wait but he would never say that out loud, but I knew.
I approached the white crib and bent down taking care to pick up the small 8 month old baby it contained. Thankfully he hadn't been cursed to be a boy with pink hair he had his father's black hair that stuck out at every angle. Sasukes usual serious expression relaxed and softened as I carefully handed over our son. As Sasuke held him his emerald eyes fluttered open in protest at being woken from his sleep but he gurgled when he saw his father's face looking down on him with a smile. 'Goodnight Hisoka' Sasuke whispered into our Childs ear before gently placing him back into the crib and covering him with the blanket.
Slowly we crept out of the room so that he would drift back to sleep. I opened the door and stepped aside for him to leave he bent down and cupped his hands around my face for the second time that night and kissed me softly on the lips, noticing my sad expression he sighed and said 'I'll be back tomorrow' turning to walk out the door he paused and muttered 'someday I won't have to keep leaving you' then he continued. Sighing I closed the door, so much for a quiet night. Pausing on my way to bed in the doorway of my son's room I watched the small bundle kick in his sleep and I smiled sadly.
Damn I wish Sasuke would leave his wife.
