Sakura took her time undressing herself in the bathroom. She looked her body over in the mirror; she really didn't see anything impressive. She was toned, yet slender. Ugh, my boobs are the tiniest thing I have ever seen in my entire life, she thought to herself. She twisted her body to get a glimpse of her behind, meh, that least it was cute and perky. She turned on the shower and let some of the cold water run off before she stepped inside, allowing the steam to penetrate her skin. It was warm, probably the only other warmth she felt when Naruto and her loved ones aren't around. She smiled to herself. Maybe eventually this feeling of missing him will fade? She had so many people who loved her, despite the tiresome days and nights at the hospital, she found joy and passion in her work. Maybe I can learn to live with this empty feeling, and eventually, I will fill it with something even more precious than Sasuke ever could have?
She shampooed her hair, taking her time and massaging her scalp, hoping to quiet down her thoughts. She popped the body wash bottle top open and inhaled the sweet scent; cherry blossom. How ironic, she laughed to herself. She lathered her loofa and gave her body a gently, but firm scrub. She slowly moved her hands over herself following the shower head as she rinsed off all the suds. Her slow and gentle caresses over her own body made her feel warm in her lower belly, she closed her eyes and envisioned something sinful. She visualized Sasuke tracing his cold finger tips from her shoulders down to her wrists, interlacing his fingers with hers. The pressure of the water from the shower head on her bare chest made her nipples harden despite its warmth. She couldn't help but imagine his hot mouth taking each little bud and sucking on them with great care. Her finger tips followed the flow of the water between her legs. She heard herself moan and couldn't help but blush at her actions. Sure, it's totally natural, but she never thought she would find pleasure in doing this to herself. Sakura worked little circles over her clit, allowing little moans to escape her lips. She slipped one finger inside herself, pumping it slowly in and out. She started to feel her walls gently spasm around her slender fingers. She desperately wanted to imagine that it was him doing this to her, that it was him who would take his time and carry her to ends of ecstasy. Little did she know, the very demon that haunted her nightmares and her fantasies was right around the corner.
Sasuke felt a spike in her chakra, he didn't know if maybe she's been hurt. I mean, what else could it have possibly be, Uchiha?! He desperately wanted to burst into her bathroom to check on her, one hand on the doorknob with his heart pumping hard and loud, a small sound stopped him.
"Oh, Sasuke!" he heard his name coming off her lips. Eyes wide, his breathing halted. "Sasuke…" he heard another breathless moan. A devious smirk found its way to his lips. She was touching herself to a mere thought of him! Oh Kami, this was going to be so, so sweet, Sasuke thought to himself. He heard her climax, crying out his name once more. He couldn't wait to be the reason behind those breathless moans, he couldn't imagine how she would feel while naked, squirming beneath him and he pumped into her with great care. He heard her turn the shower off, he sneaked back into her bedroom with great stealth, counting down the milliseconds until he can ravish her beautiful body.
Sakura stepped out of the shower and patted herself dry. She applied nourishing body lotion, it smelled like an Orchid. She found some sort of comfort in its smell. She draped a silken kimono style robe over her and tied it loosely around her waist. She made her way to her bedroom, rummaging her fingers through her hair. It's gotten a bit longer than what she's used to, the ends meeting at her mid-back. She sighed and turned on the lamp on her desk across from her bed to illuminate the room just a little bit. She gazed out the window, the moon was shinning so bright tonight.
Sakura was completely unaware of his presence. Some shinobi you've trained, Tsuande, he thought to himself. On the contrary, he is Uchiha Sasuke, masking his chakra was nothing. He felt stupid as hell for hiding in her closet like a total pervert. This is something Naruto would do, he thought, but if he was going to get what he came here for tonight, he will hide in this closet for a thousand years. He watched her untie her robe ever so slowly, her back facing him. Sasuke felt his cock twitch just from a mere peek of her shoulders, as she slid her robe farther down to her lower back, he felt his mouth water. Fuck, he thought, I can wield a sword with my sheer will, but I can't control my dick from getting hard with just a glimpse of a girls back. But no, this wasn't just any girl. She was his girl. His and only his. Sakura finally dropped her robe down to the floor, exposing her bare rear to him. If he felt his control slipping before, it was out the fucking window now. Sasuke could envision himself between those cheeks, licking, kissing, spanking, fingering that perfect ass. He licked his lips. Hey, why not? I'll try anything once, he thought to himself.
Sakura leaned over and turned off her table lamp, allowing only the moon to illuminate her bedroom. She pulled back the blankets and crawled underneath them. She shivered, she still felt that uneasy, dark feeling she did earlier in the night. It must be my imagination, she thought to herself. She snuggled in comfortably, surprisingly allowing sleep to take her over.
Sasuke slowly pushed the door of her closet open, he smirked at the beautiful girl sleeping so cozy in her soft, white sheets. Her chest rising up and down, her face at peace, the moonlight hitting the highpoints of her face so perfectly. Her lips parted gently with each breath she took. God he could imagine his cock between those lips as she sucked him and licked him until he came in her hot little mouth. He couldn't help but smirk at the sensation he was about to relish in.
"My beautiful cherry blossom," he whispered into the night, "let our games begin."