A/N: Requested by Aubreywitch on a LiveJournal drabble post. Prompt: NaruSaku, nurse.
Shot
"Pants off."
Naruto grinned toothily at her and winked. "Y'know, Sakura-chan, I used to have fantasies about this."
Sakura tried really, really hard not to blush, but Naruto'd already slung his pants haphazardly across the room and was lying on the cot mostly naked.
She tried really, really hard not to be impressed by the paradise of golden skin and functional muscles on display.
She failed, both times.
It shouldn't really have surprised her when he gave up on the whole thing three seconds later and had her flat on her back on the cot, but it did. He was terribly fast even while recuperating from no less than six mortal wounds.
"Careful! If somebody hears us, Tsunade-shishou will kick me out and never talk to me again."
"It's all right, Sakura-chan, I'll be quiet," he said, gleefully divesting her of as many articles of clothing as he cold without taking off the outer uniform itself before slamming her into the mattress with a muffled moan.
Her eyes fluttered back into her head and her legs moved on their own to wrap around his thighs, pulling him closer. Her fingernails left bloody trails down his back... she'd have to heal those later... oh shit that felt wonderful.
"Hurry," she whispered, and he obliged, biting his lips frantically to keep from making noise. One more minute, and he bucked and jerked and crushed her into the sheets with a strangled moan ("S-saku...ra...chan...) and fell limp.
She rearranged herself as quickly as possible, then stabbed him with a syringe to knock him out til morning.
He deserved it, she told herself, but the secret smile didn't leave her face all day.
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