A/N: HELLO SEXUALS. I AM WRTING A STORY TODAY CAUZE CRACK IS FUCKINF FUN TO WRITE.
LIKE. SERIOUSLY. CRACK IS AWESOME.
NOT THE DRUG.
DON'T DO DRUGS.
HUGS NOT DRUGS.
YAY FOR SENDING GOOD MESSAGES.
"Sasuke-kun!" Sakura yelled for her fiancé, sounding panicked. The already protective male rushed to their shared bedroom, where she stood, in panties and bra, (matching because when you can fucking match you're gonna fucking match)
"Sakura! What's the matter?" He asked, panicked.
"I can't decide what to wear! Help me." She said, strutting over to her closet.
"Wait. What?"
"Clothing! Ino-chan and I are going out tonight and I NEED an outfit. And all the stores are closed today so I can't buy something" She said, hoping he would understand the horror.
"Um. I'd recommend clothing? Or not going at all and nothing. Yeah let's go with the ladder."
"Thirsty hoe. Not happening. NOW HELP ME!"
"I'm a guy." Sasuke sat on their bed, watching his love tear through her clothing, throwing item after item onto the bed, floor, and wherever else it may land.
"You're making a mess." Sasuke commented.
"Ughhh. You know what? Maybe shoes. If I pick shoes, maybe that'll help. Sasuke?"
"What now?"
"No, I need you to give me a boost."
"Why?"
"Cause, remember I put my clubbing shoes up there!" She said, gesturing to a higher shelf.
"Why would you do that?"
"So I have room for my other shoes, duh." Sasuke rolled his eyes.
"Why don't we have sex instead." He offered, walking up to her.
"Cause I'm not horny."
"Well I can fix that."
"And I don't want to."
"But I do."
"I don't care."
"Sakuraaaaaaaaaaaaa..."
"No sex tonight Mr. Uchiha. I'm going to get drunk and party with my girls. Deal with it."
"Sakura drunk? That I'd like to see."
"No you wouldn't."
"Yes I would."
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"Fuck you."
"Would you?"
"You're a bitch."
"I know." He wrapped his arms around her waist, laying butterfly kisses along her shoulder, in an attempt to pull her away from her clothes and to their bed.
"You're no help."
"I am too."
"I need clothing. Help me get an outfit AND STOP THAT IT TICKLES!" She cried as his fingers eversolightly danced up and down her sides.
"Nope. I don't want you in clothes. What you're wearing now is already too much for me." He said, pulling her into him.
"No. You're being mean."
"No I just want to fuck you." He said.
"I don't want to though."
"Yes you do."
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"Bitch."
Sasuke turned her head and planted a passionate kiss on her lips, tipping her head back and raking his hands through her pink hair.
"Let me."
"No."
"Sakura I always get what I want."
"Not this time."
"Yes this time."
"No."
He smiled, and pulled her away from the closet to the bed, sitting on it with her on his lap.
"Lap dance?"
"I'm not a stripper."
"You're no fun." He teased.
"Fuck you."
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaasssssseeeeeee?"
"Ugh. If we do it, THEN will you help me?"
"Yes."
"Ugh. Fine."
4:56 AM, NEXT MORNING.
Sakura woke up, naked and sticky feeling. Sasuke's arm was wrapped around her, his eyes lightly shut, soft snores escaping his mouth.
What the fuck Sasuke She thought. That was SUPPOSED to be a quickie.
Sasuke opened his eyes after feeling her move.
"Sasuke you bitch. You were gonna help me after we had sex."
He winked at her, telling her he knew how long they'd be, and they'd fall asleep. Oh, and that he planned it.
"I hate you."
"Love you too babe."
A/N: OMG WOW WHAT EVEN IS THIS IDEK ITS SHIT BUT IDGAF CAUSE UM YEAH SASUKE YOURE A SEX OBSESSED MANIAC AND VERY OOC HERE BUT THATS FUN TO DO.
IM A HORNY CHILD.
REVIEWS ARE LOVED BY ME.
AND KISSED BY ME.
AND HUGGED BY ME.
AND GIVEN COOKIES BY ME.
SO DO IT PLEASE SEXYALS.
BYEEEEEEEEEEEE