After leaving Hinata with Naruto, Sakura returns to the living room to find Sasuke still there, nursing his last drink.

"Everybody's gone," Sakura starts, "and Naruto is in bed. Don't you think it's time we left?"

"Y-yup," he responds, garbling his speech from an 'overdose' of alcohol. "There's just one problem with that. B-but…it's a little embarrassing. Can I…can I…can I trust you with a secret?"

"Of course you can!" Sakura answers enthusiastically. "You can tell me anything, Sasuke!"

"Well…the truth is…I know I need to go home now, but…but… I um…I can't stand up." He faces the floor with this embarrassing admission.

Sakura smiles. She takes hold of Sasuke's arms and pulls him to his wobbly feet, and he lifts his head to face her. He staggers in place, holding onto Sakura's arms to keep him upright. Then, when he thinks he is stable, he lets go…only to quickly fall forward, raising his arms instinctively in front of him. But his hands land directly onto Sakura's upper chest…and slide down! They come to a stop when he feels two handfuls of Sakura-breast under his palms. A shock of heat circulates through Sakura's body, as her breath catches and her heartbeat picks up. Sasuke's mouth falls open...but he doesn't immediately let go.

"Sss-Sa-Sakura,"…Sasuke draws out wantingly, his eyes clouding over with sudden desire. Aroused, he lets go her bust to grab both her arms with his, and pulls her into him. He quickly wraps his arms around her, and she follows suit, her heart pounding furiously.

Sakura feels his already-stiff erection stabbing into her. A thrill unlike anything she's ever felt before rushes her body, immobilizing her.

Sasuke lands a hot kiss on Sakura's delicious-looking lips. She relishes the long-awaited lip contact, but she's not the only one. He feels the same erotic awakening she does from touching and kissing like this. He gives no thought to his current state, or how he may feel tomorrow.

Sakura forgoes all rational thought, and melds to Sasuke's body, still locking lips.

Because she doesn't complain or stop him—and even seems to be enjoying it—Sasuke removes a hand from Sakura's back to take hold of one of her breasts again…and squeezes.

Sakura "mmms" heartily at the attention, feeling weak at the knees. But before she allows this exhilarating experience to continue, one rational thought intrudes into her mind-where she currently is. Breaking the kiss reluctantly, she utters, "S-Sasuke…we…we can't do this..."

Before she can finish her sentence, Sasuke lets her out of his grip. "Damn it, I should have seen that coming," he says with disappointment and frustration.

"No! Th-that's not what I meant!" she pleads. "I just mean…not here. This is Naruto's place! And he and Hinata are both still here! Why don't we…go to your house?" Her voice is inquisitive and hopeful, yet insecure and nervous. However, she manages a warm smile, her cheeks still rosy from the rush.

Sasuke gives Sakura a sideways smile. "Is that all?" he asks seductively. Sakura smiles and wraps her arm around his waist from the side. Then Sasuke wraps his arm around Sakura's shoulder for support—though that isn't his only reason. Then the pair sets out for Sasuke's house.

The long walk there sobers Sasuke up almost fully. But he doesn't regret having drunk too much, due to the gift he knows he's about to receive because of it.

He opens the door to his home and ushers Sakura in. They kick off their shoes. Sakura begins to make comment on Sasuke's décor when he suddenly silences her with a fierce kiss that summons back the earlier heat rush.

Sasuke pulls Sakura in close, encircling her with his arms…and shoves her back into the door they came in through, careful not to hurt her. He lets her feel his hard-on against her body once more, exciting her more than ever. Then he fondles her breasts again, taking his time this go-round, much to their mutual delight.

But Sasuke isn't satisfied with just touching Sakura over clothing. He slides a hand under her T-shirt, grabs the bottom, and hastily tears it off-glad that Sakura's arms immediately reach up for him to do so. She sucks in an excited breath at that, as Sasuke's eyes bore heartily into hers with want.

Then he kisses down her neck, re-cupping her bra-covered breasts, pressing into her flesh...making her blood pressure rise and intensifying his greed for her.

Sasuke's sensual breast-massage causes the young lady to start to pant, her whole body already on fire. Sasuke is driven to distraction by his strong desire for Sakura and the powerful pleasure he feels at touching her body. But in the back of his mind, he knows there is more to it than that...

But Sasuke needs more now. Without hesitation, he gets Sakura's bra off with incredible speed. He immediately dips his head to lick and suck on one breast while he probes the other with his hand. Exhilaration fills his mind and body.

Sakura is overwhelmed by Sasuke's scalding attentions to her upper portions. To keep her on her rapidly-weakening legs, she grabs hold of Sasuke's hair with both hands. She savors the feel of his luxurious mane and Sasuke enjoys the erotic fists she makes with it.

After what seems like a pleasurable eternity, Sasuke finally rises to face Sakura again…only to find her so turned on it borders on distress. With desperation, the kunoichi begins to tear at the ninja's clothing, quickly discarding his overcoat and fumbling to undo the buttons on his shirt with shaky hands. Sasuke smiles to himself, then helps her out until the buttons are all undone…but she needs no help in sliding the garment off.

Sakura wildly runs her hands all over Sasuke's arms, chest, stomach, and back, basking in the strength of his build. He thoroughly enjoys her exploration. Then he encircles her in his arms again, smashing her exposed breasts into his shirtless chest-thrilling them both. Then he meets her lips once more, opening his mouth this time. His tongue enters her mouth, and they engage in a heated, sensual wrestling match.

Sakura feels like she is flying. Sasuke feels the same way.

Abruptly, then, Sasuke arrests the tongue-tangling to let go of Sakura so he can yank down her short-pants. She immediately flings them aside, and taking a cue from him, hungrily rips his pants off. She chances a look down, and feels a liquid heat travel her body at the sight of his straining appendage tenting his undershorts.

Sasuke notices her staring. He huskily commands, "Touch me."

That sexy voice, that titillating demand…it revs Sakura's engine into high gear. She reaches down and begins to rub Sasuke's shaft up and down over his boxers. His eyes close as he flops his head back, drowning in her sultry touch. Sakura breathes rapidly from desire and pleasure.

Not one to waste time, Sasuke soon moves Sakura's hand and takes a step back…to tug her panties all the way down. Sakura gasps, but quickly sheds the cloth completely. Then Sasuke yanks her into him again, squeezing tightly. The fever is intense, and Sasuke attacks Sakura's mouth again.

Sakura delights in the feel of her exposed bosom pressed firmly against Sasuke's bare chest, and the heat of his kiss. Everything is happening at dizzying speed, but she's waited so long for him she couldn't care less. She wants this. Now.

Then, without ending the kiss, Sasuke's hand descends upon Sakura's womanhood, sliding a digit between her pink petals, paying special attention to the sensitive gem at the top.

Sakura backs off the kiss to cry aloud, pressing into Sasuke's finger and rocking. Extremely turned on by this, Sasuke starts moving faster. Sakura tosses her head back in bliss, moaning softly, arousing Sasuke even more.

Sasuke can think of nothing but Sakura and her fantastic body. Absentmindedly, he thinks to himself, No one else…

Afraid Sakura will climax too quickly with this treatment, Sasuke moves his hand down further. He penetrates her entrance with two fingers and begins to pump. Her moaning intensifies.

Sasuke, reacting to Sakura's hot, tight, wetness and her pulse-raising responses to his actions, starts breathing much heavier. His arousal is strong. He starts to crave her.

A worked-up Sasuke, without stopping what he's doing, whispers gruffly in Sakura's ear-almost out of breath-"Sakura…You make me crazy…I never wanted a woman so much in my life."

Sakura's heart flutters. It was a complete turn-on to hear Sasuke say that about her.

Unexpectedly, Sasuke then moves both his hands from their respective areas to grab Sakura's bottom, pushing it into his erection-making him groan and causing her to mewl with fervor. He reclaims her lips in a scorching kiss. Sakura reels, kiss-muffled noises emanating from her throat.

In her appetite for Sasuke's body, Sakura decides to make a bold move. She lets go of his back to free up her hands and breaks away from the kiss, taking a step back from Sasuke's body. Before he can question, Sakura has her hands on his waistband…and promptly yanks down his undershorts. A surprised but pleased Sasuke foot-tosses them off.

Sakura pauses to take the exhilarating sight in. Then she carefully curls a hand around the shaft and starts to pump. Sasuke thrills at the sensation, growling and closing his eyes. He begins to move to Sakura's beat. Sakura gets as close as she can to Sasuke without ceasing her stroking. He kisses her hungrily while allowing his hands to explore her body freely.

After a few minutes of mutual pleasuring, Sasuke whispers, "Wait," to Sakura, impeding her hand movement with his own. Before she can inquire about it, he lifts her into his arms and carries her to his bed, lying her down gently.

Sasuke maneuvers himself over her, dark eyes meeting light ones, passion evident in both. He keeps his body weight off Sakura by bracing it with one arm. His free hand gently strokes her face and smooths her hair.

The look in Sasuke's eyes as he peers down at her…Sakura can see the lust there, but there is something else…she sees a tenderness there she has never witnessed in his eyes ever before. It makes her heart thud hard.

Sasuke adjusts himself to align his lower half with Sakura's, never taking his eyes off hers. "It's not too late to change your mind," he offers.

"Never!" Sakura exclaims without hesitation, no doubt evident in her voice.

That's all Sasuke needs to hear. He braces himself with both arms, and thrusts into her.

Sakura sharply intakes a breath, too turned on to notice the brief pain. Sasuke holds there to give her body time to adjust to him, but she quickly lets him know she doesn't need it. "Wh-why did you stop?" she asks breathlessly.

Confident now that he isn't hurting her, Sasuke begins to drive into Sakura's body with zeal. She wraps her arms and legs tightly around him, mumbling and moaning her pleasure. Sasuke is enthralled more from her reaction than from the exquisite physical sensation. He moves faster and faster, pressing his body into hers and kissing her mouth and neck furiously.

Sakura's excitement builds until she throws back her head once more, calling out her lover's name..."Sasuke…Sasuke…"

"Oh, God," he rumbles into her neck.

As her pleasure increases, Sakura begins to whimper, and pant with ardor.

"You feel so good," Sasuke declares. "Sakura…Oh, Sakura…"

Sakura thrills at hearing Sasuke call her name. But then…he does something even more exciting. He snakes one of his hands into the tight space between them and begins to rub her clitoris in circles. She wails his name and removes her hands from his back to grip the sheets beneath her. She arches her back as a sensual tightness grows in her abdomen.

Sasuke notes how fantastic she feels, and her responses to him are so erotic, he can barely hold on. But he wants to make sure she gets there first.

Sasuke reaches his fastest pace inside Sakura, and begins to rub her sensitive knob furiously. He begins to chant her name, and she echoes him with his own. Within moments, he feels her insides grip and release him in repetition, signaling that she has reached her apogee. She babbles incoherently in near-silence, half holding her breath, her face contorting so much from the ecstasy that it resembles pain. That sends him over the edge, with thunder rolling out from deep within his chest.

Sasuke collapses on top of Sakura, breathing heavily. "Sakura," he croons into her neck. "Sasuke," she replies, stroking his hair. After a moment, he lifts his head to gaze at her face. There are tears in her eyes, sliding down her cheeks. Moved, he wipes them away gently, looking into her eyes with an uncharacteristic softness.

"Sasuke, I love you," Sakura comments sincerely, stroking his face, noticing and thoroughly appreciating the warmth in his eyes.

"You're mine," Sasuke says seriously.

Sakura smiles. "I've always been yours."

Sasuke returns her smile…and bends to her ear to whisper, "And I am yours."

Any doubt Sakura had previously had about Sasuke's feelings for her vanish instantly. That admission is proof enough for her. She knows it's as close to a love confession as she'll ever get from him, and she couldn't be more grateful for it. She squeezes him tightly onto her, his head still resting in the crook of her neck. She continues to stroke his hair and back, smiling in contented bliss.

After a few moments, Sasuke raises his head to look into Sakura's eyes again. "Say, why don't we go get cleaned up? We can both fit in my shower. Then…" He looks shy for the first time ever—"we can get some sleep."

Sakura grins at the thought of getting to hold Sasuke all night long, and is elated that he wants her to.

"That sounds great," she answers with a grin. He smiles back at her before rising and helping her to do the same, heading for his shower, hand in hand.