Satisfaction

A Naruto ones-shot

Uchiha Sasuke and Haruno Sakura

Author's note: Inspired again by nami86's art.


You felt a rush up your spine as you watched your pet run its body up her frame. Doku, you called him, slowly slithered up the young woman's body, circling her leg, winding around the waist of her small frame.

Underneath you, Sakura trembled.

Satisfaction ran through your bones.

She exhaled, sending delicious sounds to your ears.

Don't admit you want her.

You moved your hand to her hair, stroking her locks ever so gently as Doku wound tighter around Sakura's leg. Sakura's hand pawed your robes, grasping them desperately as if it were a lifeline. You could feel her warm chakra at her fingertips, and for a minute, you wondered if every bit of her was just as warm. You grabbed her wrist with your other hand and pulled it away from your body.

Don't give in. Not too easily.

"You're all alone, Sakura," you whispered. "No one can help you."

"I don't need any help," she breathed slowly. "I can take you myself."

"Is that so?" you mocked. "Because the way I see things, the odds are not in your favor…" Your words trailed off as Doku moved again. He moved his head under the hem of her shirt and weaved its way up, up against the plain of her stomach, up between the small valley of her chest, and out through the neck of her shirt. Sakura's hands gripped fists of air and she breathed heavily, sending your blood to warm. Her sounds filled you with thrills, an aching desire… along with a tinge of jealousy towards your pet.

"Sasuke-kun…" she whispered, repairing your ego. She was flushed a flattering shade of pink.

Just what else about her is pink?

You let go of her wrists and both of her hands fell to the cold floor beneath you, as if a weight was pinning them down for you. Your hand reached for the waist of her shorts and you lifted it up. Doku quickly moved, going down its original path and inserting its head into her shorts. He pulled through, rubbing himself against her hips and coming through, against her thigh. As he slithered through, his path included her legs' junction, rubbing itself on her center. Her body betrayed her and her back tightened, moving her chest up, her mouth releasing a breathy moan through her pink lips; her voice set your blood to boil.

You'll do more than that by the time I'm through with you.