A/N: Hello all, here is my attempt at a challenge, you see, I love writing smut. I love it. I love reading it. I'm a pervert, I know. But, I'm assuming you must be one as well, if you're here and reading this. So, no judgement here.

Anyway, I found a bunch of smut prompts and found one that I mewled over and this came out. I am aiming to improve my smut writing skills. I feel they are lacking and as a writer you should always aim to better your work.

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Prompt: Alone time.

Summery: Sarada spends the night at Chou-Chou's, leaving Sakura home alone. That is, until she finds her husband waiting for her. What ever will they do with all this alone time?

Warning: Oral sex, dirty talk, intercourse.


The sun dipped down behind the mountains of Konoha, draping it's farewell in hues of pink and purple, washes of orange shining through if you gazed long enough and wisps of cream colored clouds swirling above the pink-haired medic ninja who bid her farewells with a warm smile.

It was such a beautiful time of the day and Sakura Uchiha was elated to end work at this time each shift, she loved to watch the sun disappear and the moon take it's rightful place, calming the sky with it's lovely sprinkle of stars.

As she went about her ways she remembered that Sarada would be spending the night at Chou-Chou's home, leaving the mother to the housework and if she were lucky–some alone time with Sasuke.

That is, if he were home long enough. Which wasn't often.

The pinkette arrived home soundly and took a solitary step inside, humming to herself a tune she heard a street performer play on her way home, stepping onto the wooden floor, (which needed to be mopped and swept.) Sakura stretched upward, closing the door behind her. She was oblivious to Sasuke's shadow-like presence as she kicked off her shoes and let out a dragging yawn that caused her to slump forward in exhaustion.

"Tired?"

His voice came out low and short, matching the rather smug expression on his face as he stood from the couch against the wall, eyes widening as his wife yelped and almost stumbled over her short pink work heels. Quickly they narrow in reaction to her clumsiness.

"Sasuke-kun..!"

She breathes out and curses herself mentally, the heat of her embarrassment creeping upon her pale skin, careening over her limbs and the sick thrill that accompanied her nervous system mocked her for almost falling on her face, making her want to crawl into a cave and never return.

She hated how clumsy she got around him.

Nonetheless, crisp green eyes met his narrowed ones. She lets out a breath when he does so.

"I didn't know you'd be home.." she whispers, not quite sure what to do with herself, she clasps her hands together and approaches him with a large smile.

"I finished training with Boruto for the day, so I decided to come home."

The shinobi explains, his dark gaze trailing over the pink-haired beauty as she walked passed him and toward the kitchenette, he instantaneously noticed the nurse's uniform, though a simple white jacket and low, messy bun (all due to a day's work) made a familiar fire ignite inside his chest, the feeling swimming to the pit of his stomach as she she turned to him with the intent to speak, he heard nothing; only taking in the skin peeking beneath her red top.

"Sasuke? Did you hear me?"

"Hn..?" He snaps back to reality and forces himself to listen to her words.

"Sarada is at Chou-Chou's for the night. So I figured we can stay up and maybe watch a movie together? Unless, you're busy…It's just nice to have you home again.."

Sakura shyly meets his rather intimidating stare and presses a hand to her cheek, which was blistering with heat. Maybe he'll say yes…

"Sure." He says lowly.

Not very exciting sounding, but the pink-haired Uchiha wasn't going to complain! A yes from Sasuke in any fashion was enough to fill her massive heart with joy and love.

Sakura gasps and a wide, ear to ear grin splits her glossy lips once more and she nodded in excitement.

"Okay! I'm going to change then, I'm so tired of wearing this jacket…"

Sasuke again was triggered with a strange pooling of electricity in the pit of his stomach, Sakura pops off her nurse's badge, the motion of her arms pushed up against her chest created an extensive view of the top her breasts and Sasuke was beginning to teeter off into the beckoning sexual essence she gave off. Unknowingly, which made this all the more enticing…

" Sasuke-kun, what's wrong..?"

She notices his hard stare and he relaxes himself, he hadn't notice how tense his muscles were…

"It's nothing," He turns his gaze solemnly, narrowing his eyes his peripheral picking up the movement of the short woman who neared him with hands behind her back. "…Sakura," he was planning on asking what she wanted to make for dinner, perhaps she needed him to head out to the market.

Not a word comes out as he moves his gaze to her head on.

"Yes..?" She absentmindedly puckers her shiny, peachy lips and bats her long lashes, narrowing them in a way that gave him the passage to delve into the sinful desires.

Too hell with it…

Within a blink of an eye Sakura was pinned against the counter in the small kitchen, her husband keeping her body still with his one hand strongly holding her right one over her head, his right leg pressed against her knees caps, forcing them against the hard underside of the low counter.

"S-Sasuke-kun..what are you.."

Tiny whispers sounded in his ears as he raked over her small frame, eyeing her clothed breasts in particular.

"Lift your shirt."

He demands, his eyes darting up to hers, noticing she had a hard time keeping eye contact, he leaned closer to run his rough lips against the length of her neck, Sakura arches her back and gasps as the hot wash of want rushing to her groin. He was so close, breath warm and voice deep with need.

"Go on." Sasuke nips at the lobe of her right ear, beckoning for her nudity whilst emitting a soft coo from her already opened mouth. Taking her left hand she began lifting her top, biting her lips as she watched the hunger in Sasuke's eyes grow with every inch of skin coming into his view.

He lets out a low growl from his throat as her beige, laced bra came into view.

"Take it off."

"How can I? I can't move…" she whimpers, unaware of how much that single sound moved his woken libido, Sakura sucks in a breath as he releases her slowly, allowing her to toss the jacket across the room, quickly she peels away the red top and twists her arms back to undo her bra, averting her eyes downward as she did so. Still so shy…

Once her breasts came into view Sasuke wasted no time in pinning both hands this time, it was remarkable how accustomed and strong he was with just one hand simply keeping her shaky ones above her anticipating body. (She wasn't putting up a fight though.)

"Don't stare like that…" her eyes cast over with shyness as her husband soaks in the delicious sight, ignoring her pity cries he dips in to take a pink rosy bud into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive tip, enclosing his teeth around the nub gently, causing the woman above to sigh and arch her pelvis forward.

Gradually his grip loosens as she became undone herself, her exposed torso was damp with hints of flush pink, pants and fragments of his name fell from her lips as she fell into the clutch of his skilled touch.

She was granted her ability to touch and she practically attacks him as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling up from his assault on her chest, she took this brief opportunity to feel his lips against hers, though soft and barely noticeable– the man let out a gasp.

"So impatient…"

He murmurs against her desperate kiss, chuckling to himself as she fumbled for the buckle of his belt, quickly his hand halts hers, leaning away from the kiss. Her hazy eyes narrow once more in question.

"You should prepare dinner. It's getting late."

Sasuke watches her expression fall into a less than pleased one–her messy and tangled bun, now loose; allowing the pink strands of silk to splay above her, her eyes were mean and distressed as well as her lips which puckered into a tiny pout. Brows furrowing.

"That's not funny!"

He smirks playfully, causing a pang of heat to pool between her thighs. He straightens his posture and runs his splayed fingers over her inner thigh, his eyes boring into hers.

"We'll continue later."

With that he parts ways, leaving through the front door and abandoning his now sexually distraught wife.

"Damn you."


After dinner, Sakura suggested they watch a movie, as she promised earlier; to help bring the closing of a rather peaceful evening. Other than the heavy underlining sexual tension that was practically radiating from the couple.

The pinkette fought the hands of want and need, her body tingled with just the thought of him, worse now that he was here and the thought of their previous encounter. Sitting silently at the couch, he awaited her to accompany his side, his dark eyes wavering over her small form as she moved about the house in a hidden fuss.

To toy with him, she wore rather short (inches away from being considered panties) black skintight shorts and a red, low cut tank-top (no bra) making sure to put a emphasis on her chest.

She could tell it bothered him greatly by the lingering stares and subtle smirks when she called to him from the kitchenette.

"I love this movie. It's one of my favorites."

Finally, after shutting every light off, to create the perfect atmosphere, she joins him. A sweet smile casted on her lips. "If you don't like it, let me know."

As the movie starts, Sakura sinks further and further into the couch, mentally ticking down until he finally succumbs to her scantily clad body, a part of her knew he'd keep composure, he wasn't one to show or give way to any emotion unless he saw fit.

After at least thirty-minutes of the film, the pink-haired woman began to lose hope for a night of unforgettable passion, this caused a rouse of anger to sprout within her.

Ever since he'd come back to Konoha, they barely (if at all) had any alone time. This was the first time they'd been alone in months!

The sexually frustrating uproar caused a small sigh to blow passed her lips, distracting the shinobi from the screen before him, which he wasn't truly paying mind too.

In the dark, aside from the static hue of the television, he saw his wife; sunk into the cushion of the couch, arms crossed and that same pout.

"What's with that look?"

His deep voice startles her and she grimaces. Soft green eyes tackling his dark ones, evidently she was upset.

"Nothing."

"…Really?" His tone rather playful than serious.

"Yes, nothing."

Sasuke raises a brow and turns to her fully, narrowing his dark eyes. "You know better than to lie to me."

Sakura purses her lips and untangles her arms, leaning into him with the full intentions of defending her dignity. "I'm not lying," her cheeks flush as he meets her distance, closing in slowly, beckoning her to continue. "…I'm just fine."

"I see.." He breathes, acknowledging the slight moan that escaped her now trembling mouth, their eyes meet and he is pleased at how his wife's demeanor switches so soon.

Sasuke takes ahold of her jaw, his motion so quick it shocked her, he took this opportunity to swiftly kiss her open lips, snaking his tongue in to taste her.

He keeps her mouth open as he fights dominance with her tongue, coaxing every moan from the now heated woman. Releasing his grasp on her, he moves his hand to her shaking thighs, nudging them apart he begins massaging her clothed sex, creating a whirlwind of gasps and moans to flow from within the pinkette underneath him.

She pulls away to lay her head on his shoulder as he uses two digits to gently rub the sensitive skin beneath the thin material, her mouth hangs open, silently calling his name.

"Take them off…" he whispers against her ear, breath hot and strained, he was for real this time and a part of her rejoiced in glory as she moved away to wiggle her shorts and panties off (along with that pesky tank top), tossing them aside and letting out a short sigh when her husband attacks her neck with hard kisses.

"Lay down.." he demands, she nods without hesitation and rests against the length of the furniture, her heart racing as he takes in the sight of her sex, cheeks burning as he silently traces his fingers over the bone structure of her pelvic bone, inching closer to the soft, short trail of pink-hair, causing her eyes to shut in complete embarrassment, only to release as a low groan flies out.

He slides his middle finger in with ease and allows the devious smirk to play among his lips. "You're so wet," he says under his breath, stroking her walls with his tentative finger, creating a steady pace, just enough to cause the arch in her back to deepen.

"Ah..Sasuke.."

She whimpers, toes curling as he hits a certain spot within her that shot stars across her vision. "Mmmhh.." her chest falls as he curls his digit and quickens his pace. Her eyes rolls back as he moves above her, dipping down to kiss along side her collarbone, his familiar scent creating waves of electricity to flow down her spine.

Sasuke watches her writher beneath him, her hands beating the arm of the couch above her as she arched her hips upward in rhythm with his motions, pants and whimpers began to slip into the air as a coil of heat formed in the pit of her stomach.

The raven haired Uchiha knew she was nearing her high and against her wishes, halted his movements, sighing as she let out a grumble when he slipped his now slick finger from her soaked entrance. A rather arrogant smirk displays over his lips for a fleeting moment.

Beads of sweat began forming over the jade eyed woman's exposed skin, her lips agape, blowing pants and curses.

Again, he was met with the constant realization of just how sexy she truly was, she'd grown into such a beautiful woman, inside and out. Even now he couldn't ignore the curves of her full grown body, it struck a foreign cord in him always, he wasn't one to lose himself over anyone or anything, but just the thought of the pink-haired woman alone sent his hormones into a frenzy.

"Sasuke-kun," She whines, arching her hips upward to brush against his strained erection, he lets out a feral growl when he felt the brief contact. Eyes darkening in lust as he swoops down to brush his lips against hers once more, raising a brow when she reaches up to entrap his long locks between her dainty fingers.

The searing need to be buried deep inside of her teared at his mind, Gnawing at his psyche. Though, there was no way he was going to give in this early, he wanted to enjoy her.

With that, he leans up once more, their eyes meeting in the dark, a hint of flush spread over her cheeks as her heart rate began to neutralize, he wanted to do much more than merely kiss her. No, this had to be a night neither would soon forget.

Without a second thought Sasuke moves them to the bedroom, the sudden change in location startled the pink-haired girl who was wrapped in the arm of her lover who rested her against the length of their bed, his eyes never leaving hers.

The moment was sweet and unusual, not soon after a gasp was sounded as he takes his right hand, placing his palm against her heated and bare thigh, kneeling in the process; Sakura knew where he was going with this and instantly she slams her legs closed, shaking her head in protest.

"What now?"

He whispers, his voice low and aggravated.

The shy look on her face answered his question and he sighs, tensing his fingers over her thigh he pushes the limb aside abruptly, she barely put up a fight, again she squeaks.

"Sasuke-kun, this is embarrassing."

She covers her face with her hands as she felt the heat of his skin pool between her legs, his breath now inches from her already swollen clit. The Uchiha doesn't waste a moment in pleasing the woman above him, he began trailing soft, translucent kisses over her inner thighs, hooking his arm under her right thigh, she was already shaking.

"Have you missed me?" He questions with a low hum as he places a kiss with greater force between the nook of her inner thigh and sex. Sakura was breathless in her answer. "Yes, Very," Sasuke smirks again. "Have you missed this, Sakura?"

The pinkette muffles a moan as he brushes his lips over the soaked seam of her core, sighing when he pulls away. "Answer me." He demands now, squeezing her thigh, causing them to buckle, he could sense the flare of annoyance and frustration in her answer.

"Yes," she nods. "Can you please stop teasing me..!"

She huffs as she looks down at him, furrowing her brows. Her face only relaxing when he obliges to her, running the tip of his tongue over her entrance, halting over her clit to massage and suck on, her juices began flowing now, producing a deep groan of approval to erupt from his throat.

Untangling his arm he quickly used his fingers to spread her folds, focusing his movements over her clit, flicking his tongue against the bundle of nerves often, a shot of electricity swarming to his stomach each time Sakura bucks her hips forward. He takes the sensitive skin into his mouth again, gently sucking the nub, releasing his own saliva as he began moving his tongue about her swollen pussy.

"Aa, Sasuke…" Sakura moaned, latching her left hand over the back of his head, keeping him locked between her quivering thighs, leaning up now and resting on her right hand, she watched his sinful acts, any previous sense of embarrassment was overshadowed, the strong need for him began to overbear her mind.

Sakura threw her head back as he inserted two digits, using the slightest bit of chakra in his movements, eliciting a spark in her eyes as she fell back onto the plush mattress, her body felt ethereal, every nerve was spasming under his mastered touch. "Mmmh, Don't…Stop.." The pink-haired kuniochi begs, voice shrill.

Sasuke again listens to her quiet demands, simply because this was one of his favorite things to do to her. He loved her taste and how wet she got as soon as he pressed his lips against her thigh, one of the many things he missed while on missions…

He began hooking his fingers inside of her, pulling away from her soaked pussy, enjoying the sight of how raw and ready she was for him. It caused yet another rush of blood to circulate to his already rock hard cock, which began to ache with the need to be buried deep within her. Still, he focused his motions on her. He wanted her over the edge, begging for him to fuck her senseless.

"Sakura, you're close.." he mocks, noticing her juices spilling over and onto his palm, his cock hardening further, if that were even possible at this point; just the scent of her sent his mind soaring.

The pink-haired Uchiha whimpers in response to his daunting words, the pit in her belly began to expand, her spine tingling, thighs full of buzzing electricity as he spreads his digits whilst invading her inner walls.

"Sasuke…I can't take it," she leans up weakly, eyes narrowed and hazed. "I need you." The desperation in her jade eyes raptured the Uchiha's will, that look on her face…

"Turn around." Sasuke removes his fingers, taking in the displeased grumble she gave, she eyed him strangely, a hint to question in her half-lidded eyes, though she listens and does as he says. A soft gasp breaks through her trembling lips as he pushes on her back, causing her to arch downward, a wash of crimson came over her cheeks, neck and ears, as she was once again on display for him.

"This is a good angle.." he says to himself, keeping the excitement that over-poured inside of him at a bare minimum, he took in the sight of her sex, awaiting his own. Running his rough, beaten hand over the curve of her ass, he felt how shaken she was, anticipating his arrival. His eyes shut momentarily, allowing himself to feel the want he had for her, a solitary moment before giving way to the beast of want that hounded at him.

Sakura lets out a small sigh, turning to look at him over her shoulder she opens her lips in attempt to question his actions, instead her mouth is drawn wide open, releasing a long, high-pitched moan; as her lover runs the head of his cock over the soaked seam of her pussy, lubricating himself for her taunt opening.

"Mmmnn, Sasuke-kun…" she ducks her head down, balancing her torso with her elbows as he teases her, she shudders as he takes his thumb, spreading her entrance as he buries his head within her tight, warm core. Eliciting a sharp hiss from the woman as he slowly deepens his cock within her, Sakura drops onto her chest as he fills her completely, a muffled moan filling the thick air.

"Sakura, I am going to fuck you, hard."

He says lowly, his hand grasping onto her lower back as he withdrew from her, Sakura moans in response to his unfiltered statement, she presses herself against him. "Please." She whispers.

Sasuke slams himself against her, creating a wave of mantra's from the pinkette below him, he thrusts forward fast, tensing his finger pads over her smooth silky skin. Her walls clenching around him, causing his own pants and hisses to expel, hearing his sounds of pleasure darkened the already red woman, tingling sensations began swarming in the pit of her stomach again as his cock hit a certain spot inside of her.

"Sasuke..!" She screams, tears beading at the rims of her jade eyes, as her body was thrust forward with the force of his movements, her mind was swimming further and further away from reality, all she could think of was the man above her and the blinding pleasure he put forth onto her already weakened body.

Suddenly, Sasuke takes ahold of her right arm and yanks it to the side, forcing her onto her back in one swift motion, briefly she feels the loss of him and the smoldering heat in her belly dissipates, only to be reignited as he enters her again, sliding in with ease, her juices spilling over him with each thrust.

With this new position he was graced with the delicious view of his wife's breasts, bouncing in rhythm with his thrusts, as his hungry eyes take in the sight of her body, trailing upward he's met with her face, which was twisted in bliss; eyes shut tight and mouth hung open. There were even tears that had found there way down to her temple, trailing into her pink hair that was shining against the pale moonlight.

"S-Sasuke…faster.." she opens her eyes to look up at him, her lips twisting into a sinful smirk as she begged for him to use his chakra on her, she reaches forward to grasp his shoulders, tightening her dainty fingers over the muscles there, a gasp breaks free from her mouth as his thrusts grow faster than usual, being this close to him allowed her to take in all of his grunts and pants.

Somehow, she pulls him atop of her, he balances himself on his arm which was placed right beside her head, as his other half was dipped down, head lowered into the nook of her neck and shoulder, inhaling her sweet scent.

"Kiss me, Sasuke-kun.."

Sakura whispers into his ear, moving her right hand to brush away the strays of dark hair, he twists his head to look at her face to face, she lets out a soft moan as he hits that spot inside of her again, taking this moment as his, he dips down to kiss her swollen lips, sucking gently on her lower one before thrusting his tongue forward and into her hot mouth.

The jade eyed woman's chest falls in the final breathes before the wild rush of her orgasm infiltrates her veins, taking storm over her entire being, a loud, yet muffled cry is swallowed by the raven haired Uchiha whose eyes roll back in response to her walls fluttering against his cock, his thrusts become erratic now and just the sight of Sakura's climax was enough to send him over the edge.

There was a dart of shivers that ran up his spine as his orgasm made itself known, quickly, he thrusts forward, using just enough chakra to create a earth-shattering orgasm for himself and yet another for the cherry-haired kuniochi who bit her lip as her body tensed in response to the second whirlwind of euphoria. A short gasp flows out from her as he groans, allowing the sticky fluid to pump inside of her.

He collapses atop of her, eyes fluttering shut as his heart beat regained it's normalcy, their heated bodies stayed this way for what seemed like forever.

That is, until Sakura spoke up.

"How about round two…?"

Sasuke sighs, rolling his eyes back as he shut them. There was no way he was going to pass that up…

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"Dad…?" Sarada enters through the front door, placing her bag of clothes onto the couch, expecting her mother to be in the kitchen, instead she's met with her father. In such an out of place fashion too.

"Welcome back, Sarada." Sasuke peers over to the dumbfounded teen who stood behind the counter. There was an awkward silence as Sasuke ensued breakfast. Ignoring his daughter's staring.

"…where's mom? Is she okay?"

Sarada moves toward the archway that led to the hall, nervous that her mother may be ill or hurt.

"Your mother is fine. She's sleeping now. She had a very tiring case last night." He explains as he places a bowl of rice on the table, next to the fried eggs and ham. Sarada stood still, looking at him.

"Oh…were you here last night?" She questions, slowly making her way back to the counter. Blushing as a slight smirk crosses her father's lips, his dark eyes meeting her own as he spoke.

"Yes, now, finish your food. I am taking you and Boruto out to spar."

A deepen flush comes over the young Uchiha who nods in excitement, taking a seat at the dining table, accompanying her father who silently went over the previous night's encounter…