"Best fuckin sex I ever had" he whispered between huffs and puffs when the spasms were spent. He was still hovering above her,, supported by his arms, and he was still inside of her too, now flaccid.

She can only nod. She too gloried at the incredible sex but that's only to it- sex, not lovemaking. She felt her tears stung her eyes and she tried to hold them back but it was too late, a tear already rolled down to stain her cheeks.

Sasuke saw it but refused to acknowledge it. He got off her to lay down with his back facing her. Maybe, just maybe, he wants to comfort her but he couldn't and simply wouldn't; Uchiha men know no tears, Uchiha men can't be moved with tears.

Sakura turned to the other side and gripped the sheets; damn he was doing that again, shutting her out. He was back to being silent again, cold and aloof. She wondered if he was the same Sasuke who was crudely sexing her and moaning all sorts of dirty talk just a minute ago. More tears rolled down from her green eyes, tears of what? Disappointment? Regret? Shame? She couldn't tell. She was breathing hard, she find it hard not to turn her silent tears to sobs. Like a proverbial pin dropped in a silent cathedral, her sobs were little big buzz in his ears.

"Stop that!" he couldn't take it, he swung around and turned her chin towards him. She was still the same girl he'd left in a bench years ago; his Sakura was still a cry baby.

"You're annoying," he meant to tease her, a smile in his voice.

"And stupid!" she bit back. Nothing had prepared him for her quick comeback; it was said in such a defiant tone.

"Quite..." he softly said before he turned his back on her, before he can give in to her, before he can do something he'll regret. By quite, he meant to silence her, not to measure her stupidity meter, but she had the other way around.

Not quite, a lot!" She cried, not minding if she was addressing his back.

"What will you gain in choosing sex over your revenge Sasuke?" She asked softy amid tears.

"The question should be," he answered in a menacing tone, his back still facing her, "What will I lose?"

"Stupid me!" she laughed, her voice seemed intent on taunting him, "I should have known you wouldn't grant our bargain". He didn't need to think what their bargain is, his now flaccid penis did all the thinking a while ago. He faced her at last.

"And I thought that Uchiha men are men of honor," she continued. He gave her an angry glare.

"I was wrong. They're a bunch of weaklings.."

"H-n" he warned her with glowering eyes.

"They resort to revenge; they derive pleasure from subjugating everyone to pain..."

"Sakura..." his fingers dug in the flesh of her shoulders.

"... to balm their bloated ego; they channel their anger towards others, they can't house anger that much..-"

He was on top of her in less than a second, her hands were both pinned down at the side of her head with his one hand, the other hand was on her belly, trying to get her down.

"- they pretended to be strong when in fact," her breath hitched at his fury, "they re not!"

He closed his eyes and nodded, looking like he agreed with her. When he opened his peppers again, his irises were red.

"Don't move, don't struggle," he commanded as he moved his head down her belly.

She had an indifferent look on her face and glassy green eyes. She obeyed him; she was now under his genjutsu.

He smirked and raised both her legs and placed them on his shoulders, now he had all the view. he touched the tip of his tongue at the nub of her clitoris and she squirmed a bit. Even under his genjutsu she could still feel him work on her.

"Hmmmm..." a moan escaped from her tightly clamped lips when he bit her clit.

"Shut up!" he said and he instantly zipped her lips.

Her mouth opened for a voiceless scream when he glided his tongue at her opening. Her lubricants came rolling down, soaking her sex. He slowly licked her cream off the lips of her opening, making sloppy noises.

"Raise up a little," he commanded and she raised her hips to met his tongue now busy lapping off dried blood on her inner thighs. She was silently moaning even with her indifferent face and calm eyes.

"How do you want me to take you?" he raised his lusty red eyes to meet her glassy green eyes while still licking her down.

"In any way Sasuke-kun..." Sakura was bad st lying and his genjutsu fared for honesty.

"Where baby?" he smirked, he was loving this, no doubt; controlling her, asking what her mind really thinks.

"The bed, maybe? I'm not good at this to begin with."

"Do you like what we're doing Sakura, hmm?" he teased her more.

"Yes!" she said matter-of- fact-ly.

"And... do you like me?" he couldn't resist asking this.

"I more than like you Sasuke-kun... I love you! I love you then, I love you now. Anger and disappointment may mar this age-old feeling but it won't go away. I loved you when you're still 12; I love you now more than ever. I love you so much that I couldn't get myself to kill you. I love you too much that I would rather be killed by you. I love you very much that I could almost feel the pain you were feeling..."

It was too much, he only asked for a yes or no. a faint smile graced his lips.

"And Naruto?" he have to know.

"He is only my friend-"

"Ride me Sakura!" he cut in; he heard enough. She wiggled out of him and he let her, only for her to push him down on his back. She straddled him, knees trembling, posing her opening at his already erect penis.

...

Now my good friend's not in favor of me being a girl of few words, not an issue really. The issue's Sasuke, my sister insists that silent -er emo people are brimming with emotions unsaid, so when something tweaks their fragile heart, say they become drunk, all those emotions will come hurdling out...hence his dirty talk. SO WHATT'YA THINK?