A/N: SpringfieldOfCherryBlossoms is back! This is the new edited version of this story and I added and changed some dialogues, but not really that much. I was really having fun of reading this story again while I'm editing some parts. It makes me want to get back on writing once again!
I do not own Naruto nor the characters in this story. I only owned the plot though. Enjoy!
Summary: Where Uchiha Sakura's first attempt of teasing was been countered by no other than Uchiha Sasuke.
Rating: M (For mild sexual themes)
「Adorable Teasing 」
— SpringfieldOfCherryBlossoms —
Chapter 1
"Anata, I'm home!"
Sasuke turned his head at the front door and saw his pink haired wife smiling at him with two paper bags in her hands; a pink and blue paper bag. He looked at his wife in confusion.
"Welcome home." he said with a curt nod and he continued, eyeing the paper bags in his wife's hands. "What's that?"
Sakura looked at him for a moment until she raised the paper bags in front of her, "Oh, this? Just a few new clothes, Anata." she smiled at him brightly then she glanced at the paper bags again, "There's an opening of a new clothing shop just near at the hospital, so I decided to visit just to check it up. And look, they have many beautiful clothes in there, Sasuke-kun! I brought some for you and for Sarada-chan too!"
"Ah," Sasuke blinked for a moment as he digest his wife's blabbering.
Until then, a pair of tiny hands were pulling at his long sleeve that made him look at his lap. A young child at the age of two years old was sitting at the Uchiha patriarch's lap with her hair pulled into cute twin tails with a pair of tomato hair tie. Her huge onyx eyes was looking at Sasuke as she kept pulling at his long sleeve, she wobbly stood on his crossed legs and she looked over his shoulder, seeing her mother standing with many paper bags on her hands.
"Mama!" the tiny child said with a childish squeal, slightly bouncing at Sasuke's crossed legs with her tiny fingers clutching at his black clothes.
"Sarada, stop jumping." Sasuke softly warned his daughter who kept bouncing her tiny feet at his legs, "You're hurting Papa's legs."
"Mama! Mama!" the child ignored him as she tried to reach for Sakura with an open and close hand reflexes that most babies on her age would do.
Sasuke sighed a little bit, his sole arm were around Sarada's small body as he turned his head at Sakura who's chuckling silently.
Baffled, he eyed Sakura with a slight frown.
"What?" he arched a confused eyebrow at her and continued, "Why are you laughing?"
This made Sakura halt in her temporal chuckle. She shook her head as she only gave him a forced smile, obviously suppressing her laughter which made Sasuke to narrow his eyes at her suspicious behavior.
The Uchiha matriarch made her way to the living room with the paper bags still in her hands. With a smile, she walked and kneeled next to her husband, setting the paper bags next to her. She faced him with a sweet smile in her beautiful face, making Sasuke to frown even more.
"You're hiding something. I can tell it." he said with a slight accusation, still looking at Sakura with suspicion.
"What? No!" Sakura replied with a wave of her hands, "You're just being adorable, that's all." she then shifted her attention to her daughter.
The Uchiha stiffened at his position, glaring at the pinkette without malice. "What did you say?"
"Ahaha! Sarada-chan! Papa made your hair aren't you?" she patted her daughter at the head with a big smile adorning her face, totally ignoring Sasuke's question and his useless glaring. "I didn't know that Papa knows how to tie a hair!" she chuckled, "Maybe next time I'll gonna ask him to tie my hair too!"
For the Uchiha matriarch, after she married the sole remaining heir of the Uchiha clan, the glaring of her beloved husband was not affecting her anymore. It's not the same when she was still a teenager who's barely hitting her puberty, where a single glare from him were enough to scare her shitless— that she want even want to hide under her mother's long skirts.
But now, at her adult stage, it's different. Her husband were still giving her glares, but it doesn't mean it's a hateful one. It's just being him, giving glares to someone who's getting to his nerves. And now, it looks like she's hitting something inside her husband which it was his pride. She chuckled inwardly as she thought.
Good, he's more adorable if he's been teased.
"Look you're doing it again." her husband said it again, trying to get her attention. "Tch. Stop ignoring me, Sakura."
"Aww! Sarada-chan," she ignored Sasuke again as she cooed to her daughter who's holding her index finger in her small fist, "you missed Mama, my darling? Don't worry, I brought something for you!"
"Sakuraー"
"And I brought you many beautiful dresses that would really suit you, Sarada-chan! And your Auntie Ino helped me too!" she said cheerfully which made Sarada squeal and bounce more happily in her Papa's crossed legs.
"Tch, Sakuー"
"And I brought your Papa some new clothes too! We'll gonna let him try it on to see if I brought the right size, okay? Maybe later though. Right Papa?" she pressed the 'Papa' in a teasing tone, her mischievous emerald eyes were eyeing him teasingly. "I will gonna see how adorable is your Papa, Sarada-chan."
"Kyaaa! Mama! Papa!" Sarada squealed childishly, giggling at her mother, as if she understand what she was telling her. The young Uchiha crawled out of her father's lap as she kneeled in front the pink and blue paper bags, opening it with an unadulterated curiosity.
"Hn. You're ignoring me, huh." the Uchiha patriarch said coolly, looking at the pinkette who was still ignoring him with their child, "Let's see if you can still ignore me then."
Suddenly, someone snatched Sakura by her wrist and pulled her away from her daughter, making her yelp in surprise. She was then pushed at their living room's wooden floor, her shoulder length pastel hair splayed on the floor like a halo with her both wrists being locked above her head with a huge calloused hand which obviously not hers. Her emerald eyes widen in surprise and she was almost out of breath at the sight in front of her.
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Her husband, her husband. Uchiha Sasuke, her beloved husband pinned her at their living room's wooden floor with him on top and with her beneath him— with Sarada who's not that far away from them who kept enjoying herself at the new brought scattered clothes in the floor. With Sarada's back to them, the young Uchiha didn't notice the ruckus happening between the married couple. Her attention was on the clothes as she played with it with her tiny hands.
Sasuke pinned her at the wooden floor, he was on top of her and hovering at her curvy figure. Straddling her with him on top, he leaned his muscled and lean body closer to hers until his chest was pressing at her own. His dark raven hair was covering her view at the sides like a blanket as he inched his face more closer to hers. And for Sakura, all she can see was only him and no other more.
Black and purple, the two colors that Sakura loved in her adulthood. By looking at it, she always got drawn on it, like a moth being drawn to a flame. For her, those two colors was beautiful. Very beautiful.
His beautiful mismatched eyes were looking at her with an unidentified emotion, but she's certain that she saw that kind of look everytime they do that kind of deed. Especially when he's fully aroused at her.
His long aristocratic nose were already touching with hers and his thin sexy lips were just dangerously inches closer to her fuller ones. She almost can't breathe and she can't move her body. And if she move a little bit, Sakura was certain that their lips would really brush and the thought of it made her giddy out of pure bliss and she could feel the chills in her whole body.
She gulped a little bit, totally realizing that her husband held her captive in his body and beautiful eyes. The thought of this realization gives her shivers and excitement, with a feeling of hundreds of butterflies swarming in her stomach.
Her gaze fell to his tantalizing lips that is very appealing and inviting to the pinkette. With a slight twitch of Sasuke's fingers covering her wrists, she can sense that he's watching her every move. Slowly, her emerald eyes move and landed to his mismatched eyes once again. Hidden clashes of emotions, lust and desire can be seen in each other's eyes as they looked to each other.
Sakura opened her lips, slightly touching his that made him stiffen a little bit in his position. His hold of her wrists tightened a little as he draw a breath from his lips.
"Sakura," he spoke in a low tone, making Sakura felt involuntary goosebumps in her body.
"S-Sasuke-kun..." her mouth went dry as she spoke his name in her lips.
A blush started to fill across her cheeks, the way Sasuke recited her name made her so very...very hot. Her mouth went dry as she parted her fuller lips in desire. Her emerald eyes began to be clouded with lust and desire for her tempting drop-dead-gorgeous-walking-sex-God husband.
Damn, this sexual tension... If this goes on.. I'm gonna... She thought.
"Sakura." Sasuke called out to her again.
"Y-yes, Anata?"
"Say..." the Uchiha patriarch eyed her with a burning intensity of desire as he slowly smirked in a more sinful way that made Sakura's inside do the flips. She couldn't help, but she gulped at this. "Still gonna ignore...me?"
Sakura licked her lower lip in a moment, fully wetting her lips in the process as she replied, "N-no..."
Sasuke still kept his smirk on and he slowly moved his face, dangerously more closer to hers. Nose brushing, lips already one inch between, eyes clashing with similar lust and desires. He spoke again with his hot breath fanning hers.
"I see." he said nonchalantly, "that's good to hear. I don't like to be ignored,"
Crap, I forgot how dirty he played. He's using his sinful charms against me. She said internally in panic.
"Y-yes, Sasuke-kun." she nervously agreed, "I'm sorrー"
"Aa." he shifted his weight above her as he positioned himself between her open legs, his crotch almost touching hers that made Sakura squirmed a little with a soft whine. The tension... The slight bulge of her husband's pants. The sensation is too much for her! Kami, help her.
"Don't apologize. You did nothing wrong," he moved his face and buried it on her soft locks, breathing her natural addicting scent. "Sakura." he whispered at her ear making her tremble in anticipation.
But no! Sarada is with us! We can't!
"Sasuke-kun...!" she bit her lower lip in self control, "Sarada's just near with us. She might see what we are doiー"
He began to chuckle a little bit.
Shit. She cussed inwardly, feeling really hot beneath her husband. Her eyes widen as she listened to his soft chuckles. Hearing it making her wet down there somehow. And her husband is making her insane! God help her.
Uwaaaaaah. Sasuke-kun, don't make me eat the forbidden fruit!
"Sakura," his chuckles died right away as he moved his lips at her earlobe, whispering. "am I still adorable now?"
The pinkette stiffened at her position, forcing herself not to tremble at his sinful erotic way of calling her name just to get her attention. Damn it! He's not answering her question. It's no good. Their daughter were just near them and there's no way she will gonna taint her daughter's innocence by letting her see her parents in a compromising position just because her Mama can't control her horniness for her Papa.
This is so...shannaro! She blushed, thousands of red shades were appearing on her cheeks as she thought of tainting her daughter's innocence.
Sasuke-kun... I didn't know that in this stage, your horniness is in a maximum level. I can't believe that you're once an avenger. Your serious façade is really deceiving. She told herself l a funny humor, making her inner self cackle in an unladylike laughter.
Bet he is! Hahaha! He's a ravaging one! Be careful!Her inner self said in complete rejoice.
In reality, Sakura was already red faced that made Sasuke laughed inwardly. The color of his favorite fruit already rivaled his wife's face and he's already amused. He can tell that she's having her own internal debates because he can read it in her face. He continued to stare until Sakura finally looked back at him with great intensity.
To his utter surprise, his wife suddenly smirked at him as if she was not in a blushing breakdown a few seconds ago. He arched an eyebrow at her in confusion.
"You're asking me if you're still adorable right, Danna-sama?" she asked sweetly, almost innocently that made Sasuke wants to ravage this tempting woman beneath him.
No. He chided himself on his thoughts, Sakura finally noticed that I'm dominating her. Her eyes telling me something.
Her smile turned into a mischievous one as she tilted her head upwards, pressing her lips softly to Sasuke's. Sasuke almost lost his sense of breathing when her lips pressed onto his. The Uchiha patriarch glanced at the look of his wife that she's giving him. And he found that she was still smirking.
"Danna-sama..." she cooed to him which made him shiver in anticipation, her wife really sounds so pleasantly erotic. And he won't complain nor getting annoyed if he heard that kind of sexy voice wherever he goes. When it came to Sakura, he couldn't hardly resist it.
That's why in the very first beginning. Sakura was a threat to him. Because she was..
A hope.
A motivation.
A happiness.
A love.
A life.
A future.
A weakness.
His entirely weakness.
If Superman's weakness was kryptonite and Achilles' weakness was no other than his heel. Then the great Uchiha Sasuke's weakness is no other than his wife: Uchiha Sakura.
By seeing her vulnerable, he wants to protect her. By seeing her wants to do something even though he despised it, he's submissive. Just because she is his weakness, he's easily giving in and somewhat obedient. But of course, it's only just for her.
"Why you're so very adorable? Nee, Sasuke-kun?" she said in a cooing tone as she kissed the tip of his nose, "Can you tell me why?"
Sasuke can feel the tip of his ears burning and his cheeks slowly reddening. He can tell that by calling him adorable, she's trying to get into his nerves just to tease him. But the way she just teased him...was so...very...very..
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Tempting.
Like moths being drawn to flames.
Like bees being drawn to flowers.
Like birds being drawn to trees.
Like magnets being drawn to metals.
Then Uchiha Sasuke was utterly drawn to his wife.
Sasuke was starting to count in his head because there's no way he would let his aroused state turned into nothing. It's Sakura's fault anyway. It's her fault why he's feeling that way. It's her fault why he's totally down on his knees just for her. Begging to be kissed more, begging to be touched.
Screw this Uchiha pride. You'll pay for this teasing, Sakura. He decided with conviction.
As Sakura was about to throw another teasing remark, Sasuke's mouth crashed onto hers, fully swallowing all the words she's about to tell to him. With his eyes tightly shut and her emerald eyes in a widening shock, he failed to notice or see the incredible amount of blush creeping to her face until a few moments later, she finally closed her eyes in ease and responding to his kiss wantonly.
Sasuke tightened his hold over her wrists as he kissed her so passionately, making her moan through their kiss. Sasuke, being so turned on in her moans of encouragement, he nipped and bit her lower lip while Sakura kept him between her legs, totally locking him.
He poked out his tongue and started to lick her fuller lips as the pinkette slightly shuddered in complete arousal. He tapped his tongue at her lower lip for an entrance which she only hummed in agreement and opened her mouth obligingly for his intrusion.
Their tongues clashed for dominance, they kept sucking, tapping each other's teeth, tapping each other's tongue and kept continuing the same process in frenzy. Sakura, who's already completely aroused cannot help but to moan and moan in a more erotic way that almost made Sasuke lost his whole sanity. The feeling was too much to control, their desire for skin to skin contact was incredibly maddening.
She accidentally heft up her hips because of the frenzy of their heated kiss, which making them groan in pleasure when their aroused private parts were making a delicious friction to both of their arousal state. In the fight of dominance through their heated french kiss, Sasuke was the winning one. Sakura tried to free her wrists in his firm grip but unsuccessfully, he wouldn't budge even a little.
"Sa-Sasuke-kun.." she moaned breathlessly as the both of them pulled away from their heated kiss, "My wrists... Free them please."
"No," he replied simply, breathing almost heavily.
Sakura's bruised reddened lips were slightly pouting as she narrowed her eyebrows in disagreement.
"And why is that?"
"It's because I just don't want to."
She shook her head as she slightly glared at her husband, "What the hell, Sasuke-kun? How am I supposed to enjoy it if you restrain my wrists just like this?"
He slowly smirked at her as he hovered closely to her once again, "Why? You do not enjoy this now?" he smirked even more widely, making her almost wet in utter arousal. "That's hurting me, you know that?"
No, correction.. She's already totally very wet down there. Oh Kami. Help her soul.
Why were her husband so very sinfully tempting? Why the sound of his voice making her panties drenched in wetness?
Gyaaah! I wanna curse your clan attractiveness' genes! Why Uchiha men were so very completely perfectly damn ATTRACTIVE?! She screeched like a vengeful banshee inside her lust clouded mind.
This made Sakura widen her eyes as she still saw the dangerous smirk adorning her husband's very attractive face that even Uchiha Madara wants to roll in his grave of how Sasuke smirk so sinfully.
"Sasuke-kun, that's not what I meant! I meanーhyaaah!" the pinkette squealed in surprise when her husband, yes her husband's severed arm shone purple as it formed into a temporary arm with a hand.
"Su-Susanoo?!" she inquired and she continued, "Anataaaa! What are you doing?!" she tried to free her wrists.
"Forming a temporary arm and hand with the use of my Susanoo of course," he said nonchalantly, just stating the obvious.
Sakura almost want to gouge her eyes out because of his half-assed statement.
Shannaro! Thanks for stating what's obvious, Captain Obvious-sama!
She bit her lower lip, "Then what are you gonna do?" she asked pressingly, "You don't just tapped your Susanoo's power for temporary arm unless if it's necessary. And on top of that, we're not in a life or death situation or in a fight or something, Sasuke-kun."
Sasuke snorted as if he just knew her trail of thought, "I'm aware."
"Then why?"
Sasuke leaned forward, his Susanoo temporal hand cupped her chin, tilting it closer to his face.
"Just to punish you for teasing me," he whispered heatedly, "of course."
Damn really. Kami, please help my soul. For my husband who's gonna punish me, maybe with his Susanoo. Sakura said to her mind in panic, almost regretting the part of teasing her husband— of him being adorable.
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Ah. No good.
Looks like Uchiha Sakura's first attempt of teasing was been countered by no other than Uchiha Sasuke.
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(To be continued)
A/N: Don't forget to review, guys. Constructive criticism is accepted~
Revised from April 17, 2017
—SpringfieldOfCherryBlossoms