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day four
on the fourth day of Christmas
my true love gave to me
inspiration for the song "santa, baby"

rated M for kink (hohoho); some bdsm elements
genre: romance & humor

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If he had to choose one thing he didn't like about her in this moment, it had to be this.

They had been in charge of hosting the Christmas party for this year, something Sasuke had grudgingly accepted when she had whined to him about it for a couple of days and he answered with a frustrated sigh and a "fine, invite the whole damn village."

Which Sakura took advantage of, of course, being the mischievous minx she was—and because of the massive guest list, she put planning for the party at the top of her priorities. Throughout the entire week, Sasuke, who had just gotten back from a business trip and wanted to spend some rather intimate time (i.e., have sex) with his girlfriend, was consistently blown off.

And he knew she knew about his irritation. Even if she wasn't a doctor, he was pretty sure she could have diagnosed him with a serious case of blue balls. She seemed to flourish in the fact that she could hold so much power over him, keep him this strung up on her. It might have been the fact that he seemed to get touchier whenever he wanted her, giving her the physical affections she would normally have to drag out of him.

Tonight, the night of their Christmas party, confirmed it. He caught her sucking suggestively on a couple of candy canes she had on hand as she passed them out to the throngs of guests in their manor, her green eyes glinting and lidding at the clenching of his jaw as he stared at her from across the room.

Sakura had her hair up high, with some baby hairs falling around to frame her sweetheart face. When she turned to talk to someone and smiled, her neck seemed so exposed to him.

He saw himself pushing through the crowd just to press hungry kisses to that soft, pale skin he hadn't touched in weeks.

She lifted the candy cane back to her lips, seemingly absentmindedly sucking on it, her tongue playing with the underside of it in the same way she would with his cock.

It made him groan and shift in his seat. He heard Naruto ask something of a question and didn't even bother to nod in mock interest. When he saw her glance back at him and bite her bottom lip, Sasuke knew that she couldn't get away with anymore of this teasing.

He'd make her pay tonight.

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With the last of the guests sent off into the night, Sakura sighed and shut the door behind her, frowning slightly. She knew she'd been a tease most of the week, but she had legitimately been busy with planning the Christmas party.

Not that she didn't enjoy making him want her. After all, it was pretty rare to have an Uchiha man with the body of Adonis raving with lust and at the breaking point. Feeling a bit sadistic, she wanted to see how far she could push him and prod him. She thought he'd have pushed through the crowd during the Christmas party and kissed her in front of everyone and whisk her away to their room upstairs and leave everyone to hosting themselves while they made love into the night.

After all, she had been thinking of giving into his persistent attempts tonight.

So when Sasuke up and left right in the middle of the party, she didn't really know what to think.

She chewed on her bottom lip as she made her way up the stairs. Did she push him too far? What if he was legitimately angry at her? After all, he had gotten home from a long business trip, and they hadn't seen each other in three weeks.

Sakura sighed, her hand on the doorknob and her forehead against the door, pouting. The best thing she could do now was wait up for him until he got back from wherever he was. She sighed and opened the door to their bedroom, wanting only to curl up in their bed in embarrassment and hug Sasuke's pillow.

But when she walked inside, her jaw dropped.

Leaning against the wall by their bed was Sasuke and a green sack, a Santa hat atop that mess of black hair she missed running her fingers through. His arms were folded across his bare chest, hiding those beautiful pecs and emphasizing the muscles of his arms. She stared longingly at the gorgeous cuts of his abs and the v-lines that showed just how low his red pants with white fluffs around the ankles sat on his hips.

She felt herself tremble when she stared into his dark, half-lidded eyes, his jaw tight and his whole body coiled as if he was holding himself back from jumping her right then and there. She felt naked in front of him, felt a fire ignite when the corners of his lips quirked up with a mischief she recognized in herself, a look she learned to adopt in the past week.

Sasuke pushed himself off the wall and sauntered toward her as if he was sizing up his prey. Just when she thought he would pull her into his arms, he sat himself down on the edge of their bed and crooked a finger at her.

"Come here," he said in a husky voice that made her shiver.

She found herself walking to him until she stood between his legs, staring down at him. When she felt him gather her wrists in his hands, she gasped. "Sasuke—"

"Santa," he said, correcting her, forcing her to sit upon his lap, straddling him, her legs spread wide.

She stared at him, confusion flickering across her face for a moment before realization dawned upon her. A hot, heavy blush settled upon her cheeks, and she tried to pull her hands away from him in an attempt to escape to no avail.

It was no use—Sasuke held her hands tight.

"Haruno Sakura," he said, murmuring in a low voice as his thumb stroked her hip, leaning closer to her face, their lips almost brushing. "What would you like for Christmas?"

She squirmed when she felt his free hand move to the top of her thigh, moving slightly underneath her skirt and bunching it up at her hips. Sakura couldn't look at him. "I… I want you, Santa."

Sasuke hmph-ed. "What's this? You don't want your boyfriend for Christmas?"

Her gaze snapped to his. "N-No, that's not what I—"

"Infidelity," he murmured against her ear, "is something only naughty girls do." Sasuke nipped at her ear, relishing in the way she gasped and trembled in his arms. "Naughty girls get punished, you know."

Sakura felt her face heat up in embarrassment when she couldn't stop her trembling. She knew he'd punish her when she played hard to get, but this she didn't expect. Wanting to see where it would go, she wriggled in his lap, knowingly antagonizing him when she felt his hard member brush against her and he groaned against her skin, echoing her moan.

In a whirlwind of movement, Sakura found herself on her back, Sasuke straddling her hips, keeping her body down and virtually immobile. Feeling an extra piece of fabric around her wrists, she looked up to find Sasuke securing her to the metal posts of their headboard. When she caught his gaze, she felt her breath diffuse from her lungs at the sheer amount of restrained lust as he tightened the knots to make sure they were secure. She tugged at her binds, panting at the delicious thought of being so helpless and vulnerable to him.

Sasuke stared down at her, watching her heaving chest and feeling her delicious wriggling hips underneath him. Her green eyes were three shades darker, and her bottom lip looked swollen from all the biting she did in anticipation. Unable to resist, he brought a hand to her chin, yanked her up towards him, and took her lips with a bruising force. He chuckled into her mouth when she arched her back to feel more of him against her, but he only moved just out of her reach in order to tease her, leaving her to whine at his cruelty.

Detaching their lips, Sasuke tore her shirt open without preamble, ignoring her protests and complaints because that was her favorite shirt! as he pushed her bra up and away from her breasts.

"Sasuke, are you even—ah!"

He stared at the mesmerizing globes, flicking and pinching the pink buds whilst simultaneously, watching her body stretch out into a taut line and her head thrown back. He couldn't resist leaning down to lay wet kisses upon her neck.

"H-Haa—!" Sakura wriggled against him when she felt his tongue and teeth against her neck; every kiss he left upon her skin left the affected area tingling and made her head buzz. She nearly whined when she felt him kissing down her collar bone, panting when she felt his tongue between the valley of her breasts. Sakura stared down at him, watching as he kissed the underside of her breast and around the entire mound, a couple inches shy of her erect nipple. His hands were still massaging them, but the stimulation wasn't enough for her.

Sasuke smirked as she writhed underneath him, whimpering as he squeezed her breasts a bit more roughly. "What do you want Santa to give you this Christmas, Sakura?" He leaned down to press a kiss upon her neck, grinding upon her leg. "Hm?"

Sakura could barely hear him through the lust that clouded her head. "I…" She bit her lip when she felt his tongue slide along her neck again. "I want you to… kiss me, Santa," she said shyly. She turned back to meet his face, hoping that he'd give her another one of his searing kisses—

He smirked. "Your wish is my command, Sakura."

—only to find him staring up at her as he kissed her stomach.

Making sure he held her gaze, he dipped the tip of his tongue into her belly button, watching in satisfaction as she squirmed and giggled at him. Slowly, he meandered lower, dropping kisses along her hip bones.

The moment he took both of her thighs into his hands, she realized with some degree of horror what he meant to do. Squirming once more—only this time, out of discomfort—she attempted to squeeze her legs shut, trying to fight him to no avail.

Coaxing her with a couple of warm, gentle kisses to her thighs, Sasuke massaged his thumbs into her flesh, relaxing her enough to spread them apart. His hands still caressed her even as he pressed kisses closer and closer to her privates.

He rose his gaze to her face, admiring the pink blush upon her cheeks as she attempted to hide her face in one of her arms. Her hands struggled against her binds.

"Sasuke-kun…" She turned her eyes away. "This is embarrassing…" She gasped when she felt the tips of his fingers rubbing her clothed clit, her shocked gaze returning to his sinfully handsome face, which seemed to don a perpetual, pussy-wettening smirk tonight.

"A red g-string, huh?" he murmured, his breath ghosting across her sex. "You were expecting a visit from Santa, weren't you?"

She felt herself grow even wetter from his words. She covered her face in protest. "N-No—"

A sharp fwap! against her clit reduced her to a puddle of incoherence—the action was so sudden and so pleasurable that it nearly made her cum on the spot. Her legs trembled from the withheld orgasm; she was nearing earth-quivering shakes when he pulled her panties to the side.

"Lying to Santa is a very naughty thing to do, Sakura." Snapping the little g-string in two, Sasuke pushed her thighs up and away from each other, spreading the petals of her sex into a beautiful array of soft, pink, dripping flesh. Staring up at her and making sure she was watching him, he kissed her inner thigh. "I suppose I'll have to teach you a lesson, won't I?"

"W-Wait, Sasuk—ah!"

Sasuke had already begun his feast, licking one side of her labia then the other before he flattened his tongue against the entirety of her pussy, feeding off of her juices and the hoarseness of her moans. Releasing her thighs, he brought his hands to stretch out her folds to reveal the treasured pearl between her legs. Bringing his tongue back between her thighs, he gave an experimental tap to her clit. Then another—and another.

"H-Haa… nnghh!" Sakura couldn't stop her hips from jerking and grinding upon his tongue. The way he moved his tongue against her clit drove her insane and she couldn't help but arch into him every time. Her vision was getting blurry—she felt herself going cross-eyed—she fought against the restraints with a futile effort.

Oh God…

She felt him growl in approval between her legs, the vibration pushing her on even further.

"Nngh… grahh—Sasu—" She bit her lip, the air pushed out of her when she felt his tongue deep inside of her, flexing, slurping so much so that she couldn't help but arch and give him a silent scream. She stayed bowed for a moment, quivering with every miniscule touch.

When she came down from her high, she whimpered—his fingers were inside her now, pistoning into her hard and without mercy. "Please," she whispered to him, not exactly sure what she was asking for, before she let out a cry when he grabbed onto her ass and shoved her hips onto his fingers.

She couldn't stop the flood that poured out of her at the sheer eroticism of his dominance and the sounds of her sex squelching around his fingers at their every thrust.

"C'mon, baby," Sasuke snarled, his fingers still curling into her at a relentless pace. "Cum again for me." His mouth curled into another one of his sexy smirks, watching as her mouth formed into that tell-tale O. "No matter how many times you cum," he whispered hoarsely, "I'll make you cum again…"

He added a third finger inside her.

"… and again…"

His pace seemed to quicken.

"… and again…"

He curled his fingers around a spot that made her see stars.

"… and when you cum so hard it hurts…"

She felt herself about to burst with the sheer eroticism of his words—until she felt his thumb rapidly flick her clit back and forth.

"… I'll make you come again." Sasuke stared down at her with a half-lidded gaze as he watched her come apart for the third time.

Pulling his fingers out of her, he gently held her chin between his fingers, lifting her head up as he put his wet fingers to her lips.

"Suck," he commanded.

Still aroused from her previous orgasms and panting weakly, Sakura captured his fingers in her mouth, locking their gazes and moaning around his fingers, her tongue curling around each individual digit.

The act was so erotic to Sasuke that he couldn't help but curse and fumble with his pants with his other hand, yanking the material around his hips down to expose his throbbing cock. He pulled his fingers away from her cherry lips and pumped himself once to relief himself of the tension, grabbing Sakura's attention.

Although Sakura was no stranger to Sasuke's dick, she never failed to admire its girth every time they had sex. She loved how long and thick he was, knowing that if she had her hands freed, she would barely be able to wrap a hand around him. The sight of his precum leaking from his member never failed to make her dripping wet.

She licked her lips at the thought of tasting him.

The slight movement upon the bed brought her to attention once more, watching as Sasuke, with a hand still squeezed tightly around his cock to ease the tension, rummaged through the green sack he had upon the nightstand—and pulled out something small and bullet-sized.

She didn't have time to wonder what it was when Sasuke once again pulled her thighs up and away from each other, putting her in a perfectly exposed position. She bit her lip when she felt him glide against her pussy lips, coating himself in her lubricants and tapping her clit every time he sawed back and forth with his member.

"I haven't even put my dick inside you and you're already this wet," he murmured in approval as he positioned his tip to her entrance. With a slight groan, Sasuke pushed himself into her without waiting for her to adjust to his size, earning a sharp cry from his pink haired girlfriend.

With that, he began his relentless pace.

He moved in a manner that made it hard for her to breathe. Despite being a tease for most of the week, she really did miss him—she missed the way he would whisper how fucking sexy she was in the midst of morning sex; she missed how he handled her in bed, how rough he could be and how gentle and loving he could be—

A delicious vibration upon her clit cut off her thoughts. Her gaze cut sharply to where she and Sasuke were joined, watching him piston in and out of her, the slapping of their skins creating the most erotic soundtrack she had heard in weeks. Her eyes zeroed in to the bullet-sized vibrator Sasuke pressed against her clit, rubbing it back and forth as he continued to thrust into her.

"Oh… oh… oh…"

Sasuke shook the vibrator violently upon her clit and shook her body and the bed with deeper, harder thrusts—

"Nnnggghh—gahhhh!"

—and it broke her completely.

She came, dissolved into pleasure, fluids spraying out of her like a tiny sprinkler, hitting Sasuke square in the chest. Her walls squeezed him so hard Sasuke could barely curse when he spurted all of his essence into her, his cum spraying into her in hot, sticky strands of whiteness.

Sakura smiled and giggled when she felt Sasuke kissing up her neck, across her jawline and to her lips, granting the kiss with a gentle fondness she loved to feel in post-coital bliss.

"Don't you ever," Sasuke murmured into the kiss, "withhold sex from me again."

Sakura agreed with him with a mourning, apologetic moan. She kissed him one last time before she pulled back and stared up at him. "Gomen, Sasuke-kun. I just wanted to save it all for Christmas, that's all."

Sasuke untied her, watching as she bonelessly melted into him, unable to support herself after her multiple orgasms. "Enjoyed yourself?" he asked as she snuggled into him.

Sakura didn't even bother to complain about not being able to move. She smiled up at him sleepily. "I did. You make a very sexy Santa."

He smirked at her, laying her across his chest and glowing with masculine pride. Kissing her atop her head as she slowly fell asleep, he murmured: "Merry Christmas, Sakura."

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Author's note: Whew! Almost didn't finish in time there. I kind of had to fan myself halfway through while I wrote this. Too hot for even me to handle. Hope you enjoyed some Christmas smut. c;