AN: Yeah. I dunno, I got hit with a brick of inspiration. It's short, and nothing special, but I like it :...sorta
Don't own the characters or anything.
Sakura never got why sex was such a big deal. Why people obsessed over it, or shunned it, or hid it.
She remembered Ino had ran to her and confessed to Sakura when the blonde had lost her virginity, and was porbably looking for some sympathy or something. Sakura had responded with a simple "So?"
Ino had stormed off, though the thing was soon forgotten.
And now here stood Sakura, carefully studying the raven haired male that stood in the bathroom doorway, a smirk sliding onto his face. Her's remained expressionless. The man made his way towards her, placing a delicate kiss on her lips, and she returned it.
They met in the battle field not even a hour ago. Her and Uchiha Itachi. Somehow they ended up in a heated kiss, and had rushed off to the nearest hotel, and well here they were, lust gleaming in both their eyes.
Their clothes were shed, thrown aside one by one. Shirts, shoes, pants, bra, boxers, underwear. All of it left their bodies, skin pressing onto skin.
She also didn't get why sex had to be with someone you loved. Or at least how people said it should be. Couldn't it just be two lonely people who needed some support. Maybe she was just saying that to try and convince herself, though her mind needed no convincing. Sakura knew sex made people feel better, it made them happier, relieved stress, and that's what her and Itachi had needed now more then ever.
They were doing eachother a favor, even if they didn't realize it.
Even as the man thrust into her, and moans left her throat it didn't mean anything. There were no strings attached. After this the two would say their goodbyes, maybe end it with a kiss, then part their own ways, and hopefully never sea each other again. No one aside from the two would know of this sight. It'd be a memory that was put in the back of their minds. There, but not important.
Their cries of pleasure faded, leaving the two on a cloud of eurphoia. They crawled under the covers and cuddled close to eachother, dinking in the high feeling they had. Their breathless pants turned into slow, even breathing as they fell into slumber.
AN: I might turn this into like a twoshot, or a full ons tory or something :/
It depends, but then again I might just keep t as a one shot.