She didn't mean for it to happen like this.
Or he didn't. Neither of them did. But there was no taking it back and nothing could untangle their own messy lies from the others at this point.
"Fuck."
He rolled into her, nodding in agreement.
"Fuck indeed."
Almost unconsciously, she comforted herself by tracing an ancient language known only to her into his sweaty skin. She stared at the ceiling. She hoped that he felt her love in her fingers, along with everything else. He kissed her stomach before resting his warm head back down on the smooth plane of her abdominals. When she sighed his head rose with her body like an ocean rolling waves to it's shore.
"You know we can't ever let anybody find out, and if they ever do we are so inconceivably fucked? Like execution by death style fucked?" Sakura felt the panic rising in her throat and the sweat that broke out on her forehead.
He made a noncommittal noise.
"Don't be dramatic… Nobody is executing me and as long as I'm around, you'll be fine."
"Yeah but I mean… Fugaku might literally have me executed in front of the entire Uchiha clan. Like, this is a big deal to them you know. They're not even supposed to marry outside the clan and now I'm fucking cheating oh Kami I am so screwed Na-"
"We knew what this was before we really started. And I know how to lie, Sakura. So do you."
She looked down on him and tried to pull a half-smile, but he saw right through her. Her brain was still racing a million miles a minute and he could tell without even looking at her.
"Look, you don't have to worry. We just keep doing what we always do if we have to meet in secret. The only thing that's changed is how we spend our time."
No… Sakura grimaced. Guilt gripped her on all sides in her post-coital haze. No… Ifuckedupsobadholyshitohgodohgodohgod. Fuck.
"Sakura-chan…" Naruto began kissed her stomach again, and continued making a sinful path down her hip.
He bit the bone protruding there delicately and kissed the outsides of her thighs, stroked the muscles underneath her butt, continued massaging her legs until she moaned. He started rubbing circles around her knees in a way that was almost ticklish, and soon she was laughing and he grinned with that evil look of his and then he was between her thighs again and her laughs turned to gasps, turned to moans, turned to his name.
Everything was going to be fine, she thought she heard him saying in-between her own panting. Nothing was clear in her mind, all she heard was coming in fuzzy like a dream. We'll figure this out later and Please don't think too much and I love you.
She was lost in it all. Later, propped up beside her, he watched her afterglow haze settle around her like dusk. The red of her cheeks and the orange of the light coming in and the halo of rose on the white sheets was like his own personal sun setting and rising. He curled into her again. She kissed his head and then his lips and whispered it back, even though she thought she might have imagined it.
"I love you too. I love you. Only you."
He grinned into her soft skin and something swelled within her so fast she thought her heart might burst.
She had to admit, deep down, this was the most right she felt in years.
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what can i say i am a fucking sucker and i love these two idiots. wrote this today while up all night so please excuse my informal a/n but... i love mature!naruto and the idea that in some nonmass universe, sakura ends up marrying sasuke due to some weird bond from team 7 that she later realizes was just her own need for him recognizing her as an equal and not love. and that she had been overlooking the obvious this whole time. here i was definitely imagining naruto as already having become hokage.
Anyway...
cheers!