A/N: There will be graphic content ahead. Just a warning~

EDITED!

The lights were slowly becoming darker as he looked out the window of his home. From the small hill he was residing on, he had a very nice view of the village and he could see most of the festival just from his window. The small lights and the moving figures of people walking down the streets. He was glad that they had chosen this house for him. It was very nice and in a way the perfect home for him.

Itachi had his own home ever since last year, because he wanted a place of his own and to be more secluded. He had asked for it ever since he turned twenty and it was finally given to him four years later at twenty-four, very late if you could ask him. Though it did not bother him. His parents did not exactly agree at first but it was what he wanted and in all honesty, he was slightly surprised to hear them say yes to his request. They never do most of the time.

Cutting his thoughts away, he looked over at the front door of said home and got up, noiselessly, and walked easily to a window that looked outside his front porch. Checking one last time if she was going to come, it did not surprise him one bit when he saw no one on the dark stone pathway that led to his home and down the hill and the moonlight that reflected off the smooth road.

That was what he expected. He wasn't sad, disappointed or shocked. He shouldn't be either. She had chosen his brother, it would make sense anyways. Maybe it was just a bad idea from the start to give her the choice, she did not know him. But he did know her.

Sakura Haruno, his little brother's teammate... and girlfriend, under going training with a sannin, who is currently traveling, a medic and a lovesick girl. Very confused with love at it too. Maybe he was taking advantage of it by asking her to make such a decision, but at the same time, he is attempting to help her in his own way. And that's a way most people do not understand. To make her realize and think of Sasuke as he really is. They both knew, visibly, that Sasuke was using her for unknown reasons. Those reasons were something Itachi would like to find out.

He knew this because Sasuke showed no emotion around her, no romantic emotion or actions, just regular friendly emotion that he used with his other friends. Also because Sasuke was not interested in woman at all right now. All he wanted right now was to become stronger physically and to become a rank closer to Itachi, or even higher. He even told his older brother that. Itachi knew he did not want or need this type of distraction right now.

It was a fact.

He knows Sasuke. He is his older brother for Kami's sake! Itachi was there when Sasuke wasn't even able to talk, he has to know his brother like the back of his hand. And he does.

Itachi wanted to have a deep conversation with her about it, hopefully to pull her out of the hole of whatever she was in and practically smack some sense into her. Yes, he did not know her enough to even think of doing this, but she was different for him. She was very charming- she may not know it though, very skilled and beautiful too. From what he had seen tonight, her hair was like a pink river that came down her back and that kimono made her stand out. Also, she was wearing her heart on her sleeve that it was almost amusing to watch how her green eyes would change every time something had happened.

This. This was odd for Itachi Uchiha to even think.

So, she had piqued his interest and he didn't want such a... special woman to go to waste on someone who did not love her back.

The Uchiha heir opened the front door of his home, the only thing greeting him as he stepped out was the darkness and quiet atmosphere. It was a contrast from his original, childhood house. Usually, the cozy lights of his neighbors would light the streets and from his own home as well. Itachi couldn't agree if he liked it or not, but he did not care at the moment. Judging from empty road, Itachi concluded Sakura had chosen Sasuke.

If she actually even did choose Itachi, she would have been outside waiting for him. Or she could be on her way...? No, it's been too long since then. When he last spoke to her it was hours ago, it couldn't take that long to just come here. He lived right up the hill. Plus, did she even know where he lived? He did not tell her, but he knew that she must have found out from his little brother. If Naruto Uzumaki knew, Sakura must know where he resides as well.

Closing the door softly behind him with a kick of his heel, the Uchiha heir stalked back into his house quietly. He wasn't disappointed or anything, he actually did not feel anything. Maybe just a small hint of guilt.

The only thing he was thinking about while walking towards his bedroom was regretting even giving her that choice and pushing her up against a wall to do so. That was all. And he cut off his thoughts, ripping them away actually and replacing them with nothing and he slid the door to his bedroom open easily. His slender hand reached up to the top of his yukata, curving around the hem of his uraeri and began to pull down. Suddenly his hand froze in his spot when he looked forward.

His hand fell to his side as his passive, slighty surprised eyes flickered forward. Dark orbs meet emerald ones.

"Aah..." The pink haired girl bit her lips before continuing in her sweet voice. Her big eyes averting away from him nervously. "I'm sorry... I did not think you'd be here yet and I... saw this door open." Sakura finished as she looked down with ashamed eyes, which were beautifully curtained with her pink bangs. Itachi was at the point of being speechless, but he brushed it off and walked towards with four easy steps of his long legs.

The girl jumped slightly in her spot and stared up at his taller figure, which stood at least one foot in front of her.

"...You came." Itachi spoke in his quiet tenor, almost a whisper, staring deeply down at her. The female nodded slowly as she finally met his eyes, biting her bottom lip lightly in the process.

"I... yes." They stared at each other briefly. She was confused somewhat. He was not upset that she practically broke into his home, whatsoever? Actually she couldn't really tell what he was thinking. His expression was stoic and unreadable, like always and it was somewhat frustrating her as she stared at him, faltering due to the intensity in his eyes.

The silence between slowly ticked on as they were both registering what Sakura had done.

"You chose me." The thought slipped from his lips in a low whisper as he continued his harsh breathing hitched. Did he even know that his eyes could scare most people, she thought to herself as what he just spoke echoed around. After her breath returned, she nodded slowly.

"Yes."

Itachi would have felt his eyes widen a small fraction but he kept his emotions down, like he has always done and he simply looked at her before turning away and towards the open door she said she came through. Standing against it's wooden frame, he stared out towards the dark sky and noticed the festival was still up and going. The red and pink lights still standing out in the night. The smell of food was still wafting through the air and the breeze coming in was making his dark tresses flutter slightly behind him.

Sakura stared at his back. With the moonlight streaming in from the open door, he almost looked like a silhouette while he stood in front of it. She couldn't tear her eyes away from him. Gathering her courage after a brief moment of sucking in a couple of much needed breaths, she walked towards him and took the spot to his right. His arms were crossed and he was intently staring out, so she followed his gaze as well and got lost in the beauty of the festival.

"How come?" The Uchiha suddenly as she turned to him in an instant.

"Wha-" Though she was interrupted when he repeated himself in a softer, more hushed tone, uncrossing his arms as he turned to meet her own gaze. Once again, she lost the ability to speak but this time she cleared her throat with a light cough and this time, her eyes didn't stray away from his. Sakura spoke with confidence this time, flickering confidence though.

She took a longing breath.

"I chose you..." Dark eyes stayed on her, she bit her lip. "...because- I know I just got to really know you tonight, but..."

She trailed off when Itachi picked up her chin, just like he had done in the alleyway, and lost her voice once again. His lips brushed against her forehead, making her back shiver and not just from the cool breeze coming from the door. His heated breath fanned across her as he spoke in a slightly husky tone, just the sound of his voice made her shudder once more. It was like crushed up velvet.

"You do not need to answer."

"I... uh. I..." She couldn't get the words out of her throat, almost choking on her words. Sakura's eyes clouded as she noticed his gaze had darkened to a deeper shade of coal, almost pitch black but not quite dark enough. His natural, masculine scent was all she could comprehend right now as he leaned into her once again more that night. The female's hands reached to his chest as she finally caught herself from losing all senses, her eyes sparking up to it's familiar bright green.

She pushed forward and to her surprise and relief, he shifted backwards and kept his passive stare on her. Nervously, she let a shaky sigh out, clenched her eyes shut for a brief moment then looked back up at him with hardened eyes.

"We shouldn't, Itachi." Sakura spoke in an even tone, trying her hardest not to trip on her words as she did earlier. "You have a girlfriend and I cannot just leave Sasuke. I can't do this to him and you can't do this to Yuuka."

Itachi simply stared and heard her out. Her small palms still on his chest.

"You said you were going to help me." The young medic finished as she furrowed her eyebrows together in an accusing manner. However, Itachi flatly looked at her, his dark eyes still heated with something unknown to Sakura and he hooked her chin up again with his slender fingers. The pinkette's emerald eyes widened slightly at his bold moves, but did not flinch away.

"I am going to help you, Sakura. I did not lie." He replied evenly in an almost hushed whisper. "I am going to help you realize your mistakes... to help you realize my little brother does not truly love you..."

Sakura felt her heart cringe at his words. He had told her the same exact thing in that alleyway and it still had the same affect. Yet, she did know Sasuke did not love her, not like she loved him. It hurt. Badly. It hurt to know that he probably never would return her feelings. It hurt that she knew their love was completely one-sided. It hurt to even think about it now. She's been a blind fool from the start.

Yet, it hurt more to know that he was just using her.

Sakura felt her lips tug downward into a deep frown, her eyes becoming downcast as she stared into Itachi's dark eyes. Itachi noticed her pained expression and put a small, chaste kiss onto her forehead and then down to her lips. Pulling back just slightly, he let his lips hover warmly above hers. His eyes boring into her bright ones as he spoke in a whisper.

"I'll help you realize that you've been drowning in lies." Sakura's eyes widened as she was pulled into a kiss, still reeling from his words as he grasped her waist with both hands and pulled her into him. The kiss was deep and passionate, just like the first and her eyes closed unconsciously as Itachi bit her lip lightly. She felt his hands leave their grip on her narrow waist and slowly make their way up to her head, gliding over her womanly curves and smoothing out over her shoulders until his right palm took ahold of her cheek as his left buried itself into her silky mass of pink hair. Itachi hummed lightly against her lips as he grasped onto her tresses, he's been wanting to for awhile now.

However, the hand in her hair tilted her head to the right and he did the same with his own head as he deepened the kiss. As he did so, he bit her lower lip, asking for her to open her mouth even the slightest. And she did. His warm tongue dove into her mouth as soon as he felt her lips part from each other and he explored her deeply, intensely and so passionately that it made her whimper. He pushed her head further towards his until it felt right and he the hand on his chest grip on so tightly to his yukata that she almost pinched the skin underneath it.

Sakura couldn't even comprehend what was going on. Just the pleasure of Itachi kissing her so deeply made her fingers and toes curl in response. Both her pale hands made their way to his back, pawing him as she felt his hold tighten in her hair. Much to his pleasure of her clawing at his back, he groaned softly into her mouth just before pulling away to take a look at his artwork.

In front of him, Sakura was panting harshly with her eyes shut closed, her full lips kiss swollen and her mouth hung open, Itachi smirked as he removed her hands from his back and held onto them for a brief moment. Oh, he just wanted continue their kissing session but he also couldn't control the urge to throw her onto his bed and... have his way. He knew she was inexperienced and has never been touched by a man before, but it only made him want her more and he was patient enough to do so.

It would and will be worth the wait.

Sakura finally cracked her clouded eyes open and was surprised to not see Itachi there anymore. Looking to her left, towards the center of the room which is where the big bed was set, Sakura found him standing at the edge of the bed. Oddly, he was staring at her with a heated gaze and she couldn't help the lump forming in her throat, her mouth became dry as she stared straight back at him. Briefly swallowing and licking her lips, she walked over to him and stopped right in front of him just as he grasped her cheek gently and brought himself much closer to her, noses touching and breath mingling dangerously.

"Sakura..." He started slowly. "You do not have to do this." He gave her another choice that night. Yes, he did want to continue with her but he knew he couldn't force her into something she did want to continue. This could be her first time and it is one of the biggest things to happen in everyone's life. So, he will stop if she does not want to dive deeper into this.

Sakura stared up at him briefly.

She replayed his words around her in her head. Did she want to? Her small hands grasped onto his broad shoulders. Her eyes gleamed with something unknown as she frowned at him. She wanted this and she wanted to feel loved. And she knew he could provide that.

In response, she buried her hands into his silky, black hair and brought him down towards herself, melding her lips against his harshly. Itachi grasped onto her waist and pushed his lips hard against hers, taking it as a yes, then hearing her muffled moan in the process when he shoved his tongue into her mouth once again. He pushed her forward until they both fell onto the bed, had her straddled between his legs as she continuously pawed at his back once more with short nails.

But just as he gave her a small chaste kiss to her lips, he stood up and stared down at her with soft eyes. Sakura sat up on his bed, the white sheets underneath crinkling in the process and stared at him with confused eyes and they still held a nervous glow to them, which Itachi took note of it.

In her sitting position, Itachi took ahold of the obi jime's knot on her waist and untied it with ease, throwing the small string onto the floor as he took off her silken obi, which fell in suit with the obi jime behind him. The obiage as well was thrown into the pile of clothing and just as he was about to take ahold of the silky texture of her kimono, Sakura stopped him with her petite hands, pushing away his own. Itachi stared, mildly confused, as she took ahold of the kimono's collar instead.

The extremely slow pace she was using to take off the heavy material made Itachi think she was almost playing with him, but with the look of uncertainty in her expressive eyes and the way her hands slightly trembled as she curved her fingers around the collar told Itachi she was very unsure about this situation and he could not blame her.

Grabbing her wrist, Itachi effectively stopped her in her tracks and watched as she flinched under his touch, her eyes averting quickly to him for explanation. Itachi let go of her wrist, hopeful that she got the message that she should cease her actions, and looked at her with a soft stare, a gentle expression holding his features.

"Let me repeat myself, Sakura. If you do not wish to continue this, we can stop right now." Itachi said lowly as he watched her expression become painted with surprise. Those emerald eyes of her widened as her hands fell to her sides, her mouth hung open slightly, like she was going to say something. But just as the look of surprise took ahold of her expression, it washed away quickly and was replaced with... determination.

The female gulped down the growing lump in her throat as she stared at him. Not faltering once.

Sakura shook her head, pink tresses fluttered around her slender neck. "No... I want to do this." The young medic then brought her hands back up to her kimono's collar and shrugged off the pale yellow material, then throwing it to her side onto the floor. The pretty female was now only clad in a simple white bra and matching panties, much to Itachi's pleasure.

But just as he stared at her with intense, heated eyes, her modesty returned and she blushed a heavy red as she looked down at her lap, looking ashamed of her earlier bold actions. A slight chuckle escaped Itachi's lips as he watched her fidget slightly in her spot, what an innocent girl. She shouldn't regret her actions and he would be happy enough to tell her so... probably even show her.

Itachi then replied with a murmured yes and cupped her cheek once again before kissing her deeply and thoroughly, taking great care to make her lose all senses with just one kiss as he pushed her down onto the bed gently. Both his hands were already stripping himself of his own clothes, his slender fingers untying the slender piece of black clothe around his waist as he took his lips off her mouth, slightly panting as he moved off of her now laying body.

Sakura cracked her eyes open just in time to see his naked figure, immediately looking away when she made eye contact with his... southern parts and flushed deeply. However, her embarrassment was cut short when Itachi straddled her down once again, pressing his weight into her with ease as he kissed her neck with light kisses. The chaste kisses were slowly trailing down, licking, nipping and kissing his way down until he stopped right in between the smooth skin of her breasts. Sakura whimpered lightly when his hand roved over the strap of her white bra, slowly sliding it off as he did with the other.

The blush on her cheeks grew deeper and she glanced down.

"...Wh-What are you-"

"Shh..." He interrupted with a smooth, husky tenor. Still concentrating on her article of clothing. "Just close your eyes." And she did. Leaning her head back into the sheets, Sakura slowly closed her eyes and bit her lower lip, hard, when she felt her bra being undone and soon removed from her. The cold air showered over her now bare chest and she could feel the goosebumps erupt across her skin and he must have noticed too, because just as soon as she slightly shivered from the cold, something wet and warm latched onto one of her nipples.

Her eyes shot open as a loud gasp was ripped out from her throat, fueling Itachi to continue his assault. Grazing his teeth upon the erected nipple, Sakura whimpered loudly and soon felt something warm grow in her the pit of her stomach, so on instinct her creamy legs slightly separated from under him and rubbed against the sheets... and also against him too.

Itachi groaned softly into her pert flesh, a rumble of approval echoing through her already sensitive body. The male continued on suckling onto the rough patch of her breast, taking great care to fondle the other at the same time. Sakura's head was thrown back, eyes shut tightly and hands clawing onto the bed sheets next to her. Who knew such a small action could cause her to act like this? It was just a mystery to the inexperienced female as she moaned once more, loudly.

The hand on her breast was released and was soon on the path to her southern area, soothing over her flat, smooth stomach. His slender fingers landed their spot ontop of her white panties, directly above her nether-lips. Smirking into her, Itachi felt dampness run across the pad of his fingers and a small whimper was heard from the female he was on top of as he rubbed said area with two fingers harshly.

Soon after he pulled off her last article of clothing and soon added to the pile of their clothing on the floor carelessly. Sakura bit her lips harshly to stifle down a moan and her eyes cracked open when she felt another cold rush of air.

"Spread your legs." Itachi demanded softly as he slightly got off of her. She heeded his request and slowly spread her luscious thighs apart from each other, another shiver hitting her as cold air assaulted her wet entrance. With his place in between her now spread legs and with her vulnerable expression, Itachi could not help but groan quietly to himself. She just looked so amazing, so innocent... ready to be taken.

The Uchiha heir resumed his spot on top of her and once he did, his hand was already making it's way south to her flower. And when his fingers made contact with a wet substance, Sakura keened loudly.

"Ahnn..." Her throaty groan was only fueling his urges to throw her onto her hands and knees and take her from behind, but he held it down; biting his bottom lip. Hard. Itachi's rough finger pad brushed harshly against her bundle of pink flesh, which made the female buck under him with a loud gasp, and soon made it's way into her wet channel.

She could not help the loud moan that escaped her throat, her eyes shutting tightly as the feeling of someone actually inside her made her insides clench tightly around that one digit. Itachi held down her hips with a powerful hand sat upon them, pushing her down into the white sheets below them, still controlling the strong urges to take her right this moment, and his pitch black eyes slid into half lidded eyes in concentration when he pushed yet another finger into her. He actually felt himself become even more rigid when he watched the female below him shake and struggle in his grip, it was erotic to watch her as her mouth hung open every time he pushed and pulled his two digits out of her lithe body.

Sakura's features were in such a state of pleasure, her hips bucked vigorously under his grip and the sudden, loud gasps that echoed through the room were something that could not be ignored. And kami, she was making those noises. The female finally gained the power to crack her eyes open and when she did, she snapped them wide open when she saw Itachi holding his length in one hand, while his other was still inside her. She couldn't tear her eyes away from him. She was inexperienced and never seen or done such things like this, and she couldn't compare, but he was big.

She flushed completely when she met Itachi's passionately clouded eyes and saw him smirking at her, amused, looking almost smug as he removed his fingers from her. A slight whimper, an unconscious one, escaped her throat with his absence. She watched as Itachi lined himself with her entrance, a throaty gasp from the pretty female when she felt something hard and pulsating on her extremely sensitive entrance. It somewhat helped to soothe away the warmth that nestled in her. Though she was pushed onto her back when his hand made contact with her shoulder, he had straddled her down once again as he stared directly into her eyes; boring holes into her.

"Sakura..." His velvet voice sent a sliver of pleasure down her spine and it added to the warmth in her stomach, which she was still unsure about what it was and her eyes met his in question. The softness that was in his eyes was undeniable but how darkly lit they were made the female slightly nervous in her spot. "...This will hurt for a moment."

She looked at him confused.

"Wha-" Her question was interrupted with an unconscious shrill gasp. The male slipped a full thrust into her core, fast and gentle as Itachi pushed her further into the bed at the same time. Their hips brushing against each other as he held down her shoulder. Her eyes tightened closed and she felt a nagging, deep pain gather down where they were suddenly joined. She briefly heard Itachi moan under his breath, but she did not take care in it because she felt a tear prickle in the corner of her eye. It really hurt and she could not doing anything about it.

She was too concentrated on the pain but she did feel Itachi pepper her face with small, chaste kisses, and it somewhat soothed her as the hand on her shoulder shrugged off and then she felt a hand on each of her womanly thighs. His lips hovered hers and even with her eyes shut, she could feel Itachi tantalizing and deeply staring into her.

Kami, Itachi couldn't even breath normally, his breaths were now coming out in small pants. She was fitting him like a glove. Beautifully tight, wet and slick. And he was going to make sure that he would take immense pleasure in such a treasure. He growled lowly when her hips pushed against his, pushing himself deeper into him as she did and he pushed further in the same instant. The loud, erratic moan that hit his ears was like music as he kissed her on the lips deeply before speaking in strained voice.

"...Does it still hurt?" Sakura opened her eyes, there still was a nagging sting of pain but truthfully, there was not as much pain as before. She raised her hips towards him in curiosity and was surprised to hear him release a throaty groan, his jaw slightly clenched as she watched him. However, her advances were stopped suddenly when Itachi sat up in between her spread legs, still deep within her as the hands on her thighs tightened their grip.

"I'll take that as a no." With the grip on her thighs, Itachi pushed them further apart and then around his waist, which is where she tightly held on for dear life. Itachi separated his narrow hips from her slowly and watched her expression closely. He keenly heard the low gasp she omitted and it drastically turned into a loud moan as soon as he surged back into her. A full-length thrust.

Her head fell back and was upturned, her hands grasping onto the already abused bed sheets and multiple moans were heard as Itachi continuously thrust into her. It was at a fast pace... but it was not hard. It was gentle strokes and she did not like it as much as she thought she would. The warmth in her stomach did become hotter and more unbearable every stroke, but it was not enough for... something she did not know.

"Ita...Itachi." She spoke in a husky tone, odd for her to hear and she met weary eyes with him.

"Hm...?" Itachi answered lowly, still thrusting into her with ease as he looked down at her with half-lidded eyes. Licking his lips at the scene below him as he stared at the panting woman.

"Can you... ahn... go harder?" She asked between breaths, ashamed to even ask in the first place. Sakura watched as he smirked deviously and was surprised to feel him stop his thrusts. She sat up onto her elbows and looked at him with faltering eyes when he removed himself from her heated hole. The Uchiha kept smirking at her as she stared at him confused on why he had removed himself, the absence of his large girth was slightly uncomfortable as she shifted in her spot.

Itachi removed her legs from behind him and now in his spot between her far spread legs, he stared down at her with an unknown glint in his eyes.

"...Turn over, Sakura." He spoke with authority seeping through the words, yet he held a gentle tone to it and Sakura stared at him confused for a moment until she heeded to his request. Getting onto her hands and knees, the female panted lightly as she felt his warmth erupt in her behind. She felt him grab onto her rear end and slightly squeeze, a loud gasp erupted from her straining throat.

Itachi's dark head leaned forward until his mouth lingered just above her ear. With his free hand, he scooped her hair up and into his fist as he licked the back of her ear, feeling her shiver underneath him. She squirmed in her spot as he continued to kiss and lick the back of her neck with deep, utter passion in each exchange.

"Tell me this, Sakura..." He started in his silk-like voice, the hand on her plump rear-end gave a hard squeeze as he spoke. "Would you still choose me over my little brother if I would ask you again?" Itachi asked in a low tone. The female panted and groaned when she felt him align his length into her again, but did not thrust inwards. Leaving her on the edge of desperation as he continuously repeated his question into her ear when she failed to answer each time.

He wanted to know.

Sakura was breathing hard in her spot. She concluded that the male ontop of her liked to do things the rough way and then gentle at the same time... it was confusing but pleasing somewhat. Her eyes darkened drastically in her spot as her fingers clawed into the sheets tightly out of both frustration and the pleasure of his large tip being pushed into her needy entrance.

"Yes- Aah... Yes, It-Itachi..." She began just as Itachi pushed the erected tip of his length into her fully. Both her hands clawed furiously into the white sheets as she finally gained the power to continue. Honesty flooded her words. "I would...nn... ahn, still choose you."

Upon hearing that, with no warning, Itachi shoved himself into her heated hole with a small groan of pleasure. Sakura screamed out a very loud moan, which other loud moans and groans were heard after it and she pushed her rear end into him as they both took a brief moment to get used to it once again. But Itachi did not have the patience, the nagging feeling of not releasing yet was bothering him and he wanted Sakura to experience the same pleasure.

So, he quickly pulled out, hearing the small whine of displeasure from her made him smirk lightly as both his hands gripped her luscious globes in a harsh, bruising grip and pushed forward with a powerful vengeance. His hard tip briefly brushed against her cervix, moaning softly as he heard her endless gasps and throaty groans. Yet, he did not let up his assault

The deep, hard thrusts wouldn't let up as he continued making love to the young woman below him. He shut his eyes in concentration as her mind-numbingly tight hold squeezed and hugged his length without warning and with the female below him crying out every time he shoved himself into her needy body, he bit his lower lip at the scene to stop from groaning. One of the hands on her rear slowly slid to where they were joined underneath her and it quickly found the small pearl in between her thighs. He heard her screams become an octave higher as he pushed, pulled and squeezed the small pink flesh with two fingers. Still rubbing in between her legs and pistoning in and out of her with no break, Itachi pressed his bare back into her own and his lips latched onto her neck.

He was hitting all the sensitive spots within her with deep, smooth strokes and Sakura's head and arms fell to the comfort of the bed as she was getting pushed into it by his large girth. He grinded into her harshly at times and Sakura was soon feeling light-headed from the immense pressure he was giving her... yet she loved it and now the moans, gasps and groans came naturally from her open mouth.

"Ahn! ...Hah, Ita-Itachi!" She yelled his name in a throaty gasp. Said man concluded that she was almost at her peak, her warm, tight walls were gripping on him so hard that he was quickly coming close to his own release and kami, it was coming fast. Yet, he wanted to see her pleasured expression when she came. So in between pants and deep breaths, Itachi spoke to her with a strained, husky voice. Speaking heated words into her ear as he flipped the shivering woman back over onto her back with hands on her bucking hips.

He took ahold of her quivering legs and sat them ontop of his shoulders, his shoulders digging into the bottom of her knees. This position opened her much deeper and her relentless sobbing and screams did not let up as he leaned into her bare body, his hard chest pressing into her soft breasts as he melded his lips hard against her neck in a wet kiss, biting and sucking on her sensitive skin. Moaning as she pushed herself up into him, closing his eyes as he felt her release just coming forth. And he was aware that she needed one last push to finish it and he shoved a deep, hard and violent thrust into her molten core with no remorse at all. Slamming hard against her cervix with his erected tip.

Sakura's grip on his back turned harsh as she ran red lines down his back, cutting the skin as she arched her back into his chest, crying out loudly as her first ever orgasm hit her. Hard. Her pink head turned upward in a loud scream of intense pleasure rushing through her, her whole lithe body shaking as her eyes shut tightly due to the pure white blinding her senses.

Itachi bit hard into her neck harshly, almost breaking the skin as her walls hugged him so tight and the pressure of her wet walls spasming around his hard length quickly drove him to his finishing release. A muffled, low and loud growl was heard from him as he tainted her inside with his thick, hot seed. Shivering slightly and groaning into her, Itachi held her still struggling body down with his hands in a bruising grip on her hips. Hearing her scream lowly and gasp as her climax still continued, Itachi did a shallow thrust into her strangling core as his own orgasm continued through his body.

The woman finally came down from her sexual high, still shaking from it's wake and she gasped again when she felt something thick and warm fill her insides. She felt him still biting into her neck, his fingers digging into her thighs and the only thing she could do was to wait out his climax. Finally he finished, she knew because his grip softened and he let go of her neck, leaving it with a soft, breathless kiss and they lied there for what seemed hours.

The only sound she could comprehend was the sound of their panting and the faint sound of the festival outside. The female finally cracked her eyes open and looked around the dim room before looking at the man ontop of her. Itachi was slowly evening his breath out as he laid ontop of her limp form. He laid in between her spread legs and she realized his was still deep within her because she had moved slightly. A breathless sigh ripped unconsciously from her throat as she found out and she felt Itachi tense ontop of her, another small moan was heard from him once she did.

Finally, she felt him shift in his spot, his lean arms moving onto either side of her head as he pushed himself off of her. The Uchiha slowly pulled himself out of her, the female biting her lip as he finally removed himself. He fell next to her once he did and they both lied next to each other, still breathing heavily as they recomposed themselves. Itachi was the first to calm down completely, his breath finally evened out as he pulled the blanket over their naked, tired bodies.

He turned to his side to look at her, leaning against his elbow as his free hand stroked the side of her face lovingly. She turned to him, still slightly panting from their intense mating as he leaned forward and put a chaste kiss onto her swollen lips. She distractedly kissed back but was much too tired to do more. Her eyes slid closed as she was slowly succumbing to sleep. However he knew that and pulled the petite female into him, pressing her against his chest as he buried his face into her slightly sweaty hair.

"Good night, Sakura." He said with a muffled voice, due to her hair and he shut his eyes.

A/N: Alright... this is my first ever lemon and I'm sorry if there's anything wrong with it. Ohmygosh, I felt so... awkward the entire time because it was my first, but I feel I accomplished it nicely. :) I hope you think so.

And sorry for the long wait too. :(

Reviews make my day and night and are always appreciated! :))))