The House of Blossom.
A/n: Alrighty, well this is my drabble one shot pairing thing. All of them will contain lemons. Mostly focused around Sakura and the Akatsuki. I accpet requests, so if you want a one shot with a certain Character or under a different setting, let me know!
Title: Smashed
Pairing: KisameXSakura. Im obsessed with this pairing right now, you really have no idea. A lot of the one shots will probably be with them right now. ^/^ and for the first one its going to be oh so famous bar meeting buhahahaaaaaa. Let it begin!
Words: 3,662
Warnings; Smutty lemony goodness ;3
Irritation, yes that was a good word to describe her feelings right about now. Despite the fact that her mission had been a complete success and everything went according to her detailed plan, she couldn't help but feel tired and stressed out. Deciding to indulge in her inner's begging for alcohol, she stopped at this not so clean looking pub. She entered the dingy washed up place and looked around. Shady, just as she suspected. She narrowed her eyes at the drunken, and overweight men that ogled at her as she strutted up to the bar.
"Too bad, there aren't any eye candy here." Inner Sakura sighed.
"Did you expect there to be?"
"Maybe, We need to get some!" Inner pumped her fist into the air.
Sakura sighed to herself and plopped onto a barstool. "A bottle of sake." She told the bartender.
The greasy man leaned on the bar and looked her up and down. "The whole bottle?"
"Yes, the whole damned bottle." Maybe that was a bit harsh.
It was slammed down in front of her rudely and she offered no thanks to the man. She poured a small amount into the glass and emptied it into her awaiting mouth, savoring the burning sensation. She was vaguely aware of the door to the pub opening and closing again, but paid no mid to it. She downed another glass when she turned to look at the stranger that sat next to her at the bar. She took in the appearance of the man, blue skin, blue hair, an overly compensating ridiculously large sword. She sighed, her luck was terrible.
"Really? What the hell are you doing here. I really am not in the mood to fight right now." She looked at the man, her agitation clearly visible on her face.
The said man looked at her and gave her a smirk. "Don't get your pretty panties into a bunch, pinky. I'm not here to fight, I'm here to drink."
Sakura eyed him warily and took another swig of her sake and watched at the bartender brought him a bottle also. He glanced in her direction and smirked, downing his first glass. "What are you doing here hm?"
"What does it look like?" She replied sarcastically.
"Put the claws away kitten. Just striking up a conversation." He smirked, he thought she was cute when she was hissing like an angered kitten.
She snorted and took a large swig from the bottle its self. Her mind buzzed and she smiled at the feeling. The alcohol making her mind swim and inner Sakura happy. Kisame took in the form of the kunoichi before him. Her hair was tied tightly in a bun with a few lose ends framing her face, her red shirt standing out against the black shorts she wore. He downed another glass and swallowed the liquid.
"Hell yeah. We need to let lose more often."
"Shut up."
"Oh, look at his muscles. Mmm, I wonder if he is blue down there also." Inner Sakura lazily looked at Kisame.
"What the hell is your problem?"
"You know his body is incredible. I mean look at the rippling muscles. Perfect specimen." Inner drooled.
Sakura honored her no response but couldn't help but agree with her inner self, he himself was huge and she was automatically attracted to that feature about him. She was intrigued not disgusted about his appearance and color, she would never admit it, but she thought he was quite adorable.
"Hey, babes, yous wanna drink wiff me?" A hand slapped down on her thigh and she was greeted with a very drunk man.
Sakura saw red, when she felt his hand slide farther up her thigh. She grabbed the man by the throat. "Listen to me you idiot. If I wanted to drink with your drunk ass I would have came to you. I suggest you scurry back to your corner before I make you a permanent part of this fucking bar."
The man quickly scurried away form the angry woman, stumbling all the way.
"And go fuck yourself fishy. I don't any shit from you right now." She snapped when she heard his deep rumble of a laugh.
"Only if your under me Princess." His face was amused, but completely serious.
Her cheeks flushed a slight pink at his statement and she sipped her sake in silence. "It says here, in my bingo book, that your talkative. Talk and drink with me pinky." He couldn't mind his own business could he? Obviously not.
She turned fully to him now, her cheeks still flushed from the comment before and he smirked. "How old are you Kisame?"
He was surprised to hear his name roll off her tongue. He decided right then that he would indeed be hearing that later. "Twenty nine. How old are you Princess?"
"Don't call me that. Twenty one." She pouted and took another swig of her drink, only to realize it was empty.
Kisame smirked and slapped the bar, the man bringing him another bottle quickly. He smirked and slid the bottle to her. "Impress me."
"Oh, ill impress you alright."
-V-
Kisame smirked, his mind buzzing lightly form the third bottle he had just consumed. He looked at his drinking partner, she had been able to keep up with him which he praised her for, but she was a drunk bundle of feistiness. Her cheeks now were very pink, and her speech was somewhat slurred.
"Im so drunk."
"Correction, your smashed." Inner Sakura laughed happily and drew out the word.
"So kitten, why are you here in the first place?" His speech slow and heavy.
"Im not gonna' tells you fishy-chan."
He raised his hands in a defensive sort of manner, his teeth gleaming in the dull light of the pub.
"Hey, Kissammee…" She was looking at samehada with a grin on his face.
"Hmm?" He downed the last of his bottle and sat it on the bar, feeling the effects stronger now.
"Are you trying to…you know…make up for something with that…?"
"I cant believed you just asked that."
"What did I just ask?"
Kisame smirked and leaned forward toward the intoxicated woman. "Ill show you princess. If you'd like." He was so close, close enough to tempt her to lean forward and close the distance with the man. Her hazy eyes looked at his cloak clad body, wondering what it would be like to see him without anything.
"Yes, I do want for you to show me. Get him girl, we need some good loving."
A seductive smile etched across Sakura's face. "And what if I want you to?"
Slapping some bills on the bar he stood up and with practiced ease slid samehada onto his back. He looked at her and smirked, holding his hand out to her. She looked at it and her mind tried to process what was about to happen.
"Go. What the hell are you waiting for? Take his hand and let him fuck us silly!"
"Losing your nerve?" His voice was teasing.
"Oh hell no, Ill show him."
"Yes!"
"Sorry, Kisame-kun I was just thinking about something." His jaw clenched as his name rolled out of her mouth for the fourth time that day, and he wished he could hear it everyday. He felt her smaller hand slide into his massive one and he smirked, his heart beat picking up in pace.
She stood up along side the tall man, her world spinning for a second and she leaned on him to steady herself. She shivered as his hand found her hip and his large fingers played with the flesh there. Goosebumps rose along her arm and stomach and she hummed in response. He led her back to the street outside and the cooler breeze hitting her in the face, making her shiver. He pinched her hip and smirked playfully down at her. She bit her lip and gulped. She couldn't believe that she was actually going to go through with this. Sure, she was no virgin but it wasn't like she had slept with very many men.
"Don't back out now. We're almost there."
"Where is there?"
"His room, stupid."
The door shutting snapped her out of her inner musings and she looked back around. The rooms was not the worst, but it sure wasn't the best. The bed was large, she sure it was more comfortable than the unforgiving ground.
"Hm, Princess." Hot breath flushed against her neck and her eyes slipped closed.
The sound of his cloak being unsnapped caught her attention and she turned and watched it as it peeled away from his body, revealing the tight black shirt and black pants. Her eyes skimmed over the taught fabric of his shirt as they stretched over his muscled chest and shoulders. Her tongue lightly dampened her lips. His eyes, filled with lust, looked at the muscle as it dragged across her perky lips. He bent down and made quick work of removing his sandals. He stood now, towering her with his full height and smirked down upon her. He stepped toward her, and she tensely took a step backwards, and continued until the back of her legs hit the edge of the bed. Kisame smirk and leaned down, his breath fanning her breath and his masculine smell invading her nose, intoxicating her further. Sakura's half lidded eyes gazed into his pearly ones as he closed the gap between them.
Molten hot sparks shuddered her body as Kisame's lips slammed onto her and he leaned her down against the mattress. His lips were surprisingly smooth as they worked against hers, hit tongue sliding across her lips hotly. She allowed him access to her mouth and was delighted with more sparks that seemed to be focused in pooling in her stomach. She sighed lightly into his mouth, as she tasted the sake on his tongue, making her head swim more. His lips left hers, leaving them swollen form the rough kiss and he smirked down on her. She was a beautiful sight, her hair tussled and messy in the bun her shirt had ridden up and was now exposing her pale stomach. He pulled the tight shirt off and tossed it onto the floor. Sakura leaned up on her elbows and looked at his chest.
Inner was right, he was positively delicious.
"See something you like sweetheart?"
Wanting skin on skin contact she quickly pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her breast binding. She then laid fully on the bed and looked at him hotly.
"What are you waiting for."
Not needing to be asked twice he slid onto the bed and cradles her neck in his hands and lifted her head up and kissed her lips again, his hand tangled in her hair and pulled the concealed senbon from her bun. He smirked and placed it on the table next to the bed and quickly pulled her hair from her bun. He tangled his hand into it and marveled at silky feeling. He could still feel the slight dampness it and his nose was assaulted with the smell of vanilla and mango's. She arched her back, her chest rubbing into his, she hissed as his hot skin made contact with hers. Her toes curled as a sliver of pleasure made her quiver. She became aware of the dampness between her legs as Kisame parted them with his hands and settles himself between them, his mouth working his way to her neck.
A throaty moan escaped her as he scrapped his sharp teeth against a sensitive spot on her neck. He smirked and sucked on the under side of her jaw. He removed his mouth with an audible pop. He smirked down upon the angry looking red mark that stood out so beautifully against her pale skin. His tongue found her collar bone next and grazed the bone, his fingers tracing the top of her bindings teasingly. She bit her lip, feeling her heart hammer in her chest. His hands found his kunai pocket and quickly pulled it out, gleaming in the yellow light that shown through the grimy window. Her eyes settled on it and then to Kisame. He placed the tip on her collar bone, making her sigh as the cold metal cooled her over heated skin. Her eyes snapped opened when he ripped through her binding easily and pulled it away form her body quickly. Her breasts bounce, and his smirk grew revealing his pointed teeth. Her breasts were not the largest he had seen, but certainly not the smallest. They were a perfect handful and were accentuated sensually with dusty pink nipples. He took in the sight of her half named body and pressed his groin into her center. She gasped, feeling the hard object poking her. He leaned down and pinched a nipple in one hand and sucked the other into his mouth biting down on it gently. The pain mixed with the swirling pleasure in her groin and made her dizzy. She wiggled her toes, and leaned her head back, her hands tangled in his hair.
"Ah, Kisame…."
Halting his actions he groaned into her breasts, no woman had ever moaned his name like that. Her hard and puffy nipple fell from his mouth and he slipped his hands into the waist band of her shorts. He pulled him down her legs quickly.
"This isn't fair." She pouted sexily pointing to his pants.
He placed a finger to her lip and turned his attention back to her panties. Pink and lacy. He traced his hand on the inside of her thigh and bit back a groan when his finger came in contact with hot wetness. His finger traced up and found the source of the wetness, and rubbed her through her panties. She gasped, bucking her hips against his large fingers. The slickness dripping from her panties and onto his fingers. He brought his finger up to his mouth, her musky scent invading him nose, making him want her even more. He licked his fingers off, making sure he had her full attention as he did so. Her neck and cheeks light up with a pinkness that he just couldn't resist.
He quickly pulled the panties off of her, marveling at the small patch of pink hair. He placed that pink panties to the side and began to unbutton his pants. She watched on expectantly. He smirked up at her and dropped his pants.
"Commando huh? Never would have thought all those times I was fight you, you had no boxers on." She marveled at him in his naked glory.
"There's a lot of things you don't know about, when we were fighting babe." His voice was low and raspy. He positioned himself between her legs and looked at her.
"Well? What are you waiting for Kisame? Fuck me."
He gripped her hips and slammed into her, her eyes screwed closed and a hum of pleasure rocked her body. He was not over compensation with his sword, not In the slightest. She felt her walls spasm and stretch around him girth. Her toes tingled as he pulled out and pushed in slowly, her hips bucking against him. Confident that she was accustomed to his size he began to speed up his thrusts, sliding in and out of her noisily. She gasped under him and gripped his forearms, panting heavily as sweat began to form on her body.
Kisame grunted as his hips slammed against hers, each time making her breasts bounce. He looked down at her body, glistening with sweat and bouncing in time with his thrusts. He lifted her legs on her shoulders and continued to pound into her.
Moans echoed the empty room and bounced off the walls. Kisame smirked, so his kunoichi liked it rough and loud did she? He made sure he wouldn't disappoint. He stopped and pulled out of her, her juices dripping out of her, and onto his thighs and mattress. She groaned in disappointment feeling him leave her.
He hummed "Don't worry, I'm no where near done with you." He flipped her onto her hands and knees and entered from behind.
"Oh…oh god. Kisame." The mixed combination of alcohol and pleasure had her dizzy and wanting more of him.
He pulled her hips toward him, his hand grazing her bottom, he had to admit, he always thought she had a nice ass. Sliding in and out agonizingly slow, and watching as her hand grip the sheets. He felt exhilarated having this strong willed strong kunoichi bending to his will.
"Kisame…ngh…stop teasing me." Her voice was pleading.
Hiss hand caressed her ass gently. "What do you want sweetheart?"
She wiggled against him and mumbled shyly. He slapped her ass, leaving a red mark. "Harder. Please!" She looked back at him.
He smirked and slid out and back in roughly. Her eyes fell closed immediately and she placed her head against a pillow. He steadied himself and began to slide into her at a fast and hard pace. She gasped underneath him, her eyes closing tighter and her hand gripping harder. Her body shook with the force of his thrusts and she could feel her knees leaving the bed at times.
"Is that what you wanted baby? Hm? "
"Ah…Oh…Yes, oh god yes." Her moans fueling his lust.
There was a different sensation that curled her toes. It started as a tense feeling that started in her stomach and worked its way down to her toes, a cool sensation like a blizzard made her cry out. She closed her eyes, a light beginning to form in her eyes, and she started to shake. Incoherent mumbles of 'don't stop' reached his ears and he smirked.
"Are you going to cum for me little girl?" Sweat dripped from his brow and landed on her back and slid down backwards and mingled with the stickiness between her legs.
"Ahh…Kis…Kisame!" Her body shook violently as her muscles clamped down on his length, pushing him closer and closer to his own release.
He continued to slam into her, his tempo increasing and her screams only fueling him as he fell over the edge and was washed with the feeling of toe curing pleasure.
Moments passed and her finally pulled out of her and she collapsed on to the bed, exhausted. He silently fell next to her and she rolled to the side and looked at him.
"I wish he was around everyday."
-V-
The sunlight passed over her closed eye lids and she groaned and open them, her head pounding. What the hell happened? She rolled over and winced at the soreness between her legs.
"Congratulations, you slept with an S-classed criminal, and it wasn't Sasuke!"
"Oh god, what did I do?"
"Don't act like you didn't like it."
She gave no reply and sat up, her clothes on the foot of her bed. She sighed and shook her head and dug in her pack for more bindings. She wrapped herself up again and browsed for her panties. Anger seeped through her body realizing that the jerk had had the nerve to take them for his own perverted pleasure.
"Like you cant talk, especially after last night."
She pulled on her shorts and her shirt and something black caught her eye. She walked over to the small table in the corner and picked up his large shirt. She smiled a small smile and gently brought it up to her nose. It still smelled like him. She packed it at the bottom of her bag. She picked up the piece of paper that fell on the floor.
"Guess you enjoyed yourself last night Princess. I left something for you, call it an equal trade of sorts. These were too cute to not take. Who knows, I might give them back when im done. Ill be seeing you around Pinky. Don't go sleeping with other S-classed criminals, that's my privilege".
She placed the not in her pack also and shook her head. He would be seeing her around hm? She couldn't help but let a shiver of excitement run through her body.
-V-
Itachi glanced at his partner. "You took longer than usual."
"I got wrapped up in some business." He hefted samehada over his shoulder, letting a grin spread on his face.
"Hn, I know. I could hear her from here."
Kisame let a booming laugh out. 'What can I say Itachi-san."
"I wonder what my brother will think of this?"
Kisame frowned and slammed samehada into the ground. "I don't care what he thinks."
Itachi nodded and moved from his spot under the tree. Perhaps Kisame would be making more trips closer an closer to leaf, meaning he could have his time away from the loud violent shark man.
Kisame started walking on the path back to the base and stopped when he samehada hissed as it detected her chakra. He turned in time to see her run from the village. Pink clashed with the overly large black shirt that she wore and he smirked. His hand silently fiddled with the lace in his pocket.
" Ill see you soon Princess."
An: Holy crap, that was long haha. I hope you all like it. If you have any critiques let me know kay? :D