To Walk Alongside You-
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Chapter Seven-
Desires
I was shocked.
Never in a million years had I expected Sarada to go so far. I was just wanting to tease her as I would any other time. I wanted to be close to her… maybe kiss a little bit. But she'd taken things into her own hands… and mouth… and what the actual fuck.
She was in the shower, had been for a few moments now and I still couldn't process what had just happened. For one, it felt too fucking good. I'd waited on that for my whole life and yet… why was I sitting here feeling as if it was so wrong.
So, she was supposed to be my bestfriend but that was out of the fucking window. She just sucked my dick-and like a damned professional. It made me feel curious… and a bit worried. Had she done that before? Why did she do it… I was too confused for my own good and didn't know what I was going to say to her when she finished her shower. I hadn't been able to say anything yet.
I hadn't moved even by the time she returned. Her hair was damp and she was wearing one of my T-shirts. I glanced at her only briefly before looking at the floor, at a loss. Maybe I was still in a coma and the whole thing had been a dream… that would make more sense.
"What are you doing?" She grinned, hands on her hips.
I shrugged, avoiding looking at her as she came to sit on the couch next to me. She giggled and grabbed the blanket she loved so much.
"Are you at least going to put on some pants?" She asked, getting comfy.
"I'd rather not." I told her… but honestly, it might be best if I did.
She hummed and stretched out, her feet kicking my thigh. "Suit yourself."
My eyes cut towards her. She seemed almost giddy… I wanted to bring it up but I didn't think I could. She'd really done a number on me… She had just done it and walked away and she wasn't ashamed in the least. I didn't understand. Why would she do that… and not let me do anything. I couldn't even touch her. What the hell?
"Sarada…" I finally said, clearing my throat as she turned to look at me. My eyes fell to her lips though and I felt a heat rise up my neck and I turned away, losing my nerve.
"You have permission to speak."
"N-nevermind." I managed, cursing myself for stuttering like a fucking idiot.
She giggled again and pushed me with her feet. "What is it? You can tell me."
"I uh… think I should go to sleep." I said instead of what I really wanted to say.
"Alright." She said. "Are you sure you don't want any pants then? I can get your pajamas for you."
"I sleep like this. Always. But… come to bed with me." I got up, wanting to look at her but not letting myself.
"Okay." She agreed softly and draped the blanket over her shoulders. She followed me to my bedroom and got into bed with me.
"Do you really need that blanket?" I asked when she was still wrapped in it and getting under the covers.
"Yes."
"I'm hot enough though, don't you think?" I asked then, completely serious.
"Yeah." She admitted and grinned. "I'm still hotter though."
"Then get rid of the fucking blanket before you roast me." I said, tugging the blanket a bit.
She laughed and willingly gave it away. "We wouldn't want that now, would we?"
"No. I don't want to die yet." I smiled and tossed the blanket aside before snuggling up to her.
"I'm pretty sure you wouldn't die that easily, considering you came back when I sent you to heaven earlier." She sassed.
My breath caught in my throat before I scowled at her. "Yeah. We'll be discussing that in the morning." I promised before closing my eyes.
"Agreed." She said, finally giving me a break. "Goodnight, Boruto."
"Night." I said, face twitching at the fact that she actually agreed with me. I couldn't wait to finally fall asleep so I could wake up refreshed in the morning. Then I'd handle her ass.
…
When I woke up all I could smell was bacon. I sat up, clutching my head as it ached. Damn, I needed my medicine. It took me a moment to adjust to the sharp pains running through my head. I groaned but fought the pain as I got on my feet, but it only became worse then. One step and I got dizzy and had to catch myself on the wall to keep from crumbling on the floor.
"Fuck."
Walking didn't seem like the best idea at this point so I sat on the floor, resting my back against the wall. Maybe if I actually gave it a few minutes, the pain would subside. The light coming in from my windows was even intolerable. I kept my eyes closed and held my head as I willed relief to come.
"Boruto." Sarada called as she came in, my medicine and a glass of water in her hands. "Are you alright? Here, take this." She ordered and handed them over to me.
I put the pills in my mouth and took the water, taking several swallows to wash down the medicine. "Thanks." I muttered, but even speaking was too much. I sighed and started to get up, but she was quick to help me. "Just… gonna lie down." I told her knowing she was going to get worried and try to call the doctor or some shit. "I'm fine."
She helped me back into bed and didn't look happy. "Don't pretend in front of me, if you're in pain, say so. I'm here to take care of you not the other way around." She said and kissed my forehead. "Don't push yourself, I mean it."
"I said I'm fine." I huffed. "Just going to let the medicine kick in." I rolled over, pulling the covers over my head to block the light.
"Tch!" She scoffed angrily. "Alright then, but remember this: I will check your ass." She warned and then added gently, "I'll protect you with everything I have, even if I have to force you to listen."
Damn woman… she was too much for me. "Thank you… Sarada." I whispered under the covers, eyes closed as I continued to hope for my head to ease off. She retreated then quietly and I fell asleep once more.
By the time I woke up again my head felt better. I sat up, sighing in relief and found Sarada sitting on the edge of the bed watching me. She looked worried but I smiled at her in hopes of it reassuring her.
"Don't look like that." I told her. "I just needed the medicine. I'm okay."
"Promise?"
"Yes." I nodded. "I feel fine now. But my head was killing me before."
She grabbed my hand and rubbed the back of it with her thumbs. "I'm glad the medicine helped." She said and gave me a small smile. "Are you hungry?"
"Fucking starving." I grinned then, still able to smell breakfast. "What did you cook?"
"I made scrambled eggs with shredded cheese and bacon." She told me. "It's a bit on the light side, but I'll make something heavier for lunch."
I nodded, getting up slowly just to test myself. I felt fine so I grabbed her hand and pulled her up with me. "Let's go then."
I pulled her into the kitchen and found a covered plate waiting for me at the table. I sat down ready to eat and eyed her when she came with a plate of her own.
"You didn't already eat?" I asked, brows pulled together in dissatisfaction.
She smiled. "Well no, I'm not going to eat without you."
"And why the hell not… you better damn well eat without me every chance you get." I told her meaningfully as I started eating.
"Perhaps I'll have a snack now and then, but I'm not eating any meals alone." She said stubbornly. "I want your company every chance I can get."
"That is not the point, Sarada." I told her. She was impossibly impossible. It was annoying as hell. I continued to eat, not wanting to argue further. Talking to her was like talking to a brick wall anyway.
Once we both finished eating we walked into the living room, and this time I picked out a movie. The whole time though, all I could think about was her going down on me in here. I would never forget it as long as I lived. When I put the movie in and turned to look at her as she sat on the couch, my eyes narrowed.
"That's right… about last night."
"What about it?" She asked, that damn blanket around her again. When had she moved it back in here?
"What made you do that?" I asked right out, wanting to know.
She pulled her knees to her chest and rested her head on top of them. "Well, I had to show you who was in charge here." She joked but then her expression turned serious. "I thought about something my Dad said in the hospital . . . and I decided that rather than waiting for it, I could help you out. Or better yet, do it myself."
I looked around confused before walking up to sit next to her. "So… you're telling me… that your dad told you to suck my dick?"
She blushed and started laughing, waving her hands around in the air. "No! God, no. We were talking about him and Mom when he said that you should claim what you want. So I did."
I thought about this for a moment before sighing. "I mean I knew you wanted me… but I didn't know you wanted just my dick."
She gasped. "Boruto Uzumaki, I should punch you for that!" She said and lightly hit my arm. "I want all of you, jerk."
Fucking finally. "Took you long enough to admit it, slow ass." I grinned, leaning over her. "I want all of you too and I plan to have you."
She returned my grin and pushed up her glasses. "You can have me anytime you want . . . when you get better."
"No, I'll have you now." I said before kissing her softly. "I didn't mean it like you think I did."
"What did you mean then?" She asked, raising a brow. "Because now is not going to happen."
"I meant that I love you and I want all of you." I told her, smiling fondly at the way her eyes widened.
"Boruto . . ." She whispered softly, face lighting up like the sun. "I love you too."
"I know." I said, giving her a smug grin.
She giggled. "Do you now?"
I nodded, nuzzling my face in her neck and loving the smell of her hair. "Yeah… maybe I was the slow ass… because I've known for a long time."
She stroked my head and pulled me closer, embracing me gently. "You weren't the only one."
We'd both stayed in denial for a long time, but we'd always felt this way. Even when we were kids. Sarada meant so much to me… I'd never do anything to hurt her and I knew she cared for me just as much. We were best friends… but we could be so much more than that. We both wanted it and we would have it.
…
The next week passed by surprisingly quickly. I thought being stuck at home would be boring, but with Sarada with me… it was actually entertaining. I'd been on my best behavior, but only because I was secretly plotting and waiting… my time would come with her. Soon enough.
Today both of our families were coming over for dinner. Sarada had been cleaning all day and refused time and time again to let me help. She was cooking a few things, but both of our mom's were bringing food as well.
I was just ready to eat. Nothing else was on my mind. Sarada's cooking smelled so good and just knowing how much I loved my mom's cooking and her mom's as well had my stomach growling. I'd already had breakfast and lunch… but I was really looking forward to this dinner.
Just before everyone showed up, I had a shower but didn't bother dressing in anything more than my pajamas. I knew none of them would care. Sarada was wearing a dark purple sundress, her hair pulled into a messy bun.
I was sitting at the table, elbow propped on it while I rested my head in my hand and watched her. It was crazy that I'd actually gotten used to her dancing around and cooking in my kitchen. Every once in a while she would sing. Damn woman was so adorable that it was annoying.
Mom, Dad and Himawari were the firsts to arrive. They let themselves in, Dad having a pot in each hand and Himawari carried in a cake plate that didn't reveal what was inside. Mom walked in behind them, carrying a pitcher of my favorite lemonade. As soon as Himawari sat down the cake plate, she ran up to me and wrapped me in her arms.
"You look so much better!" She cooed and I ruffled her hair. She always hated when I did. "Hey, don't do that!" She puffed out her cheeks then but smiled soon after.
"How's my son been, Sarada? I hope he hasn't been mistreating you." Dad said to Sarada as he went to inspect what she had going on the stove.
"A little cheeky, but otherwise perfect." She grinned. "He's glad you're here."
I rolled my eyes as I listened to them while Mom came over to greet me. She hugged me tight before pressing a kiss to the top of my head. "How are you feeling?"
"Fine. I get headaches every now and then but that's the worst of it." I told her. Those headaches were really a pain in my ass but the medicine did help. I could only hope that eventually they would stop coming.
Himawari took a seat next to me, regarding me curiously. "So you're all healed up otherwise?"
"Yeah. No bruises or anything." I promised.
She reached over and ran her fingers through the longer hair on top my head, grinning then. "I still can't get over this undercut. It looks so good."
I sighed. The first day she'd seen me with it she didn't shut up about it… I did not want to hear it endlessly again. Even Mom liked it though. But nobody liked it as much as Sarada. She liked it so much that I planned to keep it just to see her flustered.
It wasn't long after they arrived that Sasuke, Sakura and Junior showed up. Junior came bouncing inside like he owned the fucking place, taking the other open seat at my side. I ignored him, waving to his parents as they carried in several tupperware containers of food.
"Don't act like I'm not here." Junior said, playfully elbowing me in my side. "Enjoying getting spoiled?"
"Don't ask me shit like that in public." I whispered in annoyance. He knew his fucking Dad was giving me the evil eye.
"I would tell you you're being paranoid, but then I'd be lying." He said and leaned back in his chair. "You don't have to worry too much, though. You have a better chance at surviving than any other guy on the planet. I'd say you take that as a win."
I scowled at the table but I knew he was right… even if Sarada's dad was having unpleasant thoughts I knew he fucking loved me.
"Boruto!" Sakura came over to me then, making Junior scoot over so she could give me a hug. "You look great and wow, I love the haircut! Did Sarada do it?"
I nodded. "Yeah."
"She always loved cutting hair. She used to do Junior's all the time!"
I glanced at Junior and raised a brow, noticing his hair looked as it always did. Like a hot fucking mess. Those bangs... and just how did it settle so wildly anyway? It wasn't normal that was for sure.
"You look like you need a new haircut." I told him smugly. Shit was too long.
Junior shook his head, not having it. "No way in hel-heck is that happening." He said, mindful of his mom's proximity. "I should've dyed yours." He muttered under his breath.
"You don't have the balls… I mean… testicals." I said before we both burst out laughing.
"Idiot." He chuckled. "Don't start making challenges you know will end up in a prank war. Remember last year?" He asked, grinning widely.
My first thought was that I didn't want to remember it… but honestly it was hella fun. I wouldn't mind pulling a few pranks… but it would be more fun to pull them on Sarada.
"I remember." I said, smiling.
"It was insane . . ." He reminisced. "I still can't believe you removed my freaking steering wheel."
"That one was a good one." I smirked.
He shoved my arm. "It took me forever to find where you stashed it." He admitted. "But I got you back."
"It was under your seat." I chuckled. "And that wasn't even a prank. You painted your name on my fucking car."
"Boruto!" Mom hissed and I cringed. It slipped because I was still pissed about that.
"How was that not a prank?" He argued. "You may not have signed anything, but it was obvious you were the one that was messing with me."
"Never again… How… How did my car end up anyway?" I asked worriedly. I hadn't brought it up before because I was afraid to hear the answer… but I needed to know.
Junior winced. He always did give me a straight answer. "It's . . . practically nonexistent." He told me.
Well that hurt like a mother fucker. "Damn." I sighed, face falling as I stared at the table.
"Hey, you don't have to worry though, Dad and I-" Junior began but stopped when his dad glared at him. "Um, that is . . . we'll help you get through your loss."
I nodded, but my heart was broken to hell and back. I was so attached to my car… I'd worked on it for so many hours and it was the only car I'd ever raced in. It was my first fucking car and now it was gone.
"I can't believe I did that…"
"You didn't." Sasuke said and tilted his head, motioning for Junior and I to follow him.
I didn't know what to think about him saying that but I got up and followed him into the living room, taking a seat on the couch and watching him as he paced around for a moment. Junior came and plopped down on a beanbag and Dad was already sitting on the other end of the couch.
"What's this about?" I asked.
"You were set up." Junior's dad hissed, angrier than I had seen him in a while.
"I fucking knew it." Junior quietly added.
I looked from him to Junior, not able to believe what they were saying.
"You don't remember, really?" Dad asked and I glanced at him briefly before looking at the floor and trying to think back… but still I didn't remember anything after getting in my car.
"It's alright if you don't, I've already found more than enough evidence." Sasuke stated, still pacing. "This type of shit is unacceptable . . ." He said, trailing off.
"Dad nearly punched a wall not too long after he found out." Junior told me, watching his father work himself up just talking about it. "He was pissed."
"How was I set up… how did it happen?" I asked, taken aback at finding out about this.
"There were spike strips set out across the track and the bastards knew you would be out in front. And you were by a long shot. There was one racer who was much further behind than he should have been… unless he knew something." Dad explained and my heart started beating faster.
I saw it then. A quick vision of me racing up on a set of spike strips. That was right… I didn't notice them until it was too late… I was going too fast. I just had to let it happen.
"Naruto and I have already spoken with Gaara, Shinki's racing career is over." Sasuke said, voice cold.
Shinki… "I just fucking know you're not talking about that bastard with the roses." I hissed, heart pounded with adrenaline. My fists clenched and I took a deep breath because I was about to really fucking lose it.
Junior gasped. "Wait, he sent the-it wasn't you?" He asked and grunted. "Tch! I fucking knew it."
"Once the investigation is over, he will be dealt with." Sasuke stated in a murderous tone. "Unfortunately, not by me."
"It doesn't need to be you." I growled, getting to my feet. I was fucking livid. "That bitch… I swear to god I'm going to kill him."
"And that's why you won't be dealing with him either." Sasuke told me, crossing his arms.
"Fuck. That!" I roared. "Bastard making a pass on my girl and fucking tries to kill me and you think I'm just going to let it go? No… he's gonna pay for this shit."
Junior's dad looked at me, as if he was considering it. "He'll pay . . . but not by our hands. I'm afraid Itachi will have the first go at him."
I started doing the pacing now. My breaths were coming in and out in heaves. After a moment, I just stormed outside. I needed a moment to collect myself, my thoughts and my breath. This was too much… knowing that I'd been in an accident was hard enough… but knowing that a mother fucker had set me up, purposely aiming to have me wreck so horribly… there was nothing in the world that could make me forgive such an act.
I didn't know how to feel… what to think… all I knew was that if I could get my damn hands on that son of a bitch I would squeeze the life right out of him. I lost my fucking perfect car… I almost died… I had to live with my gorgeous face scarred to hell and back and I couldn't do a damn thing about it.
"I wasn't finished speaking." Sasuke said as he joined me outside, leaning against the house. "It truly is uncanny, seeing you like this. It's as if I'm looking at myself."
"Then tell me what the fuck to do… because I can't handle myself right now." I begged. I was on a rollercoaster of emotion, feeling far too many things at once.
He looked at me and then at the sky, taking a deep breath. "Before we were married, Sakura was attacked by a stalker."
I looked over at him, his words distracting me. "Really?" I asked, having never heard this story before. I sat down on the front porch steps and waited to hear more.
"Hn." He answered and came to sit next to me. "He had been making advances towards her at work, even followed us on one of our dates. Then one night when I had gone to pick her up from the hospital, I saw her run out the front door, barely making it three steps before collapsing. That bastard had just cornered her and closed his filthy hand over her mouth so she couldn't scream.
"She managed to get away, but . . . I was right there, sitting in my car, letting it happen. I wasn't able to protect her . . . all I did was take her to my house. It was hard for her, but she finally told me what happened that night. And I was beyond angry. I couldn't think straight, my mind filled with rage and I couldn't let it go. I was about to drive back and kill that bastard when Itachi stopped me, reminding me that Sakura needed me more in that moment."
He held his hands together and shook his head.
"I tried to comfort her that night, but she was scared. We found out the next morning that he had gotten ahold of her wallet and decided it wasn't safe for her to go home. We went to her house to quickly grab some things, thinking he wouldn't come back so soon after the attack, but we were wrong. He had the nerve to show his face to me and I lost it. I was so pissed, Boruto, all I could do was hit him over and over again. I really would've killed him if Sakura hadn't called Itachi.
"I hadn't thought about what would happen if he had died and honestly didn't care. To this day I don't regret it, but I should have thought about what would happen to the ones I cared about if I had killed him. I should have thought about the consequences of my actions, realizing that things won't sway in my favor all the time. I was brash and reckless. Still am to a point . . . which is why I had to call Itachi."
He looked at me then, face unguarded.
"You're a part of my family you damn brat, and I don't think I can face the bastard that hurt you. I have no doubt that even after all I have been through, after all I have learned . . . I'd kill him."
I stared at him, wide eyed and amazed. He'd never been so open with me… so honest. We really were a lot alike and this conversation had only strengthened my respect for him. Just knowing he would go that far for me really made me realize how much he thought of me.
Even if sometimes he treated me like shit.
"Thank you." I told him, voice barely more that a whisper. I was shaken… but hearing him had calmed me. I wouldn't be making any brash decisions… at least not tonight. "Thank you for everything. I really needed this conversation."
"Anytime, Boruto." He said and gave me a small smile.
"Um… since we're having this talk… there's uh… something I need to tell you." I looked to him hesitantly. Might as well get this over with… and he couldn't really kick my ass while I was in recovery anyway.
He raised an eyebrow, silently asking me to continue.
"It's um...a bit unexpected but… me and Sarada… we're together now." I held my breath and closed my eyes tight, praying he wouldn't hit me.
"I'm impressed you were able to admit it to my face." He said, the smirk clear in his voice.
I opened one eye to peek at him. "That's it? You're not gonna hit me?"
"I came to terms a long time ago that she only had eyes for you." He told me, sighing. "I have no objections as long as you treat her right. Otherwise, I'll kick your ass."
"You don't have to worry about that." I muttered. Nobody would treat her as good as I would… I might have teased the fuck out of her, but she loved it.
"I suppose not." He mused. "You're a good kid . . . even if you are the cockiest little shit I have ever met."
"Hmph. Sarada says Sakura says you were just the same." I scoffed, rolling my eyes.
He scowled. "Traitor. She should know better than that."
"Speaking of her traitorous ass… I have a bad feeling, Sasuke." I said, turning more serious. "You know I'm not going to stop racing. As soon as I'm cleared to drive, I'm going to get back to my career… I just can't help feeling that she's gonna give me shit."
"Of course she will, she's her mother's daughter." He said. "She's as stubborn as Sakura but, just like her mother, she always comes around. I was lucky enough that Sakura supported me after she found out about my accident."
"But did she actually witness it… with her own eyes?" I asked, knowing Sarada had… and knowing that she'd probably see that accident every damn time I got behind the wheel in the future.
"No." He admitted, humming in thought. "It would be best if Sarada speaks with Sakura and Itachi once she finds out about your decision. They are the only ones who would understand exactly what it is like."
"And you… you were like me right… you didn't want to stop?" I asked, wanting to know.
He shook his head. "I didn't want to, but I did."
"Wait a minute… I know that you stopped for a bit… but I thought it was only because of your recovery?"
Sasuke smirked at me, standing up. "That is a story for another day. For now, we should go back inside before we're dragged in."
I nodded thoughtfully before standing along with him. I knew I could confide in him without having to worry about him saying anything to anyone… not even Dad. I was thankful to have the snide bastard in my life.
We walked back inside and everyone was sitting around the table, talking as they waited for us. I felt a bit guilty for storming out and making everyone wait, but none of them seemed angry about it. They didn't even comment on it as I took a seat between Himawari and Sarada and Sasuke sat next to Sakura.
Sarada was quick to set a loaded plate before me, her free hand casually running across my back in the process. I thanked her before feeling a set of eyes on me and looking over to find Junior giving me the smugest look in history. I cocked a brow, curious if he has something he needed to get off his chest. He only held his fingers up to his eyes before pointing them at me.
Oh so… he was watching me? Like I cared.
"Let's eat, I'm starving!" I declared, smiling before digging into dinner. There was such a feast laid out before me that it felt like the holidays. The food was delicious and the company was wonderful.
They stayed for the longest time. We talked about any and everything, eating our fill and then overdoing it with dessert. Himawari had made my favorite strawberry cake and by the time I finished a single slice I was so miserable I couldn't move. But it was all so fucking good.
They were all so damn mushy, wanting to hug for an obscene amount of time and say goodbye over and over. Sarada and I walked outside with everyone, still chatting as they slowly made their ways to their cars. Junior swore he was going to come back the following day and bring his playstation even though he knew I didn't care to play games anymore… maybe it would help give me something to do though.
Other than torture Sarada.
When they finally left, Sarada sighed, watching them drive off and I walked up to stand just behind her, leaning down to rest my chin on her shoulder as my arms snaked around her.
"Sad to see them go?" I asked, honestly glad they were gone and it was just the two of us again.
"A little." She admitted and rested her arms on top of mine. "But you're still here and that's more than enough."
"Hmm." I grinned. "Of course it is. I'm all you need, right?"
She laughed against me, slightly swaying. "I can't get anything past you, can I?"
"Nope. Never." I turned her around to face me, keeping her flush against me as I moved my lips toward hers. "I feel like I haven't had you all damn day."
"Miss me?" She grinned and got on her tippy toes, meeting me halfway to give me a sweet kiss. "I missed you too."
"You have no idea." I murmured as soon as her lips left mine. "Let's get inside."
"Lead the way, hot shot."
I pulled her along with me back inside and locked the door behind us. It was definitely more quiet now… but it was always comfortable. Sarada had a way of brightening any room she was in… even if she was quiet. All too often I'd find myself just watching her. She tried to be a hard ass pretty often… but really she was just too fucking sweet and so damn cute.
Once we were inside, she was the one to take my hand and pull me towards the couch. She plopped down, smiling at me and I sat with her more carefully than she did. I didn't want to give myself one of those damn headaches and ruin the night.
"When are you going to take me somewhere and get me out of here? I mean… I don't mind being here with you… but I miss the shop and the park."
"I'll take you the day after tomorrow." She promised and smiled at me. "It's a date."
"Really?" I asked, excited. "Our first date… and so soon… you're something else… badass."
Her eyes lit up at that. "It's about time you recognized I'm a bad A." She stated and giggled. "I have to be to hang out with you."
"Damn right…" I winked and laid back on the couch, pulling her with me. There was no explanation for how great it felt to be this close to her.
"You're so comfy." She told me and snuggled closer.
"Good." I smiled, staring at the ceiling as my fingers ran up and down her bare arm. "It's nice, right? I can't believe you waited our whole lives."
"Me?" She scoffed. "What took you so long? I thought you were supposed to be sooo fast."
"Well…" I sighed and turned my head to press my lips to the side of her head. "I didn't want to risk losing you… and what we already had."
She started stroking my chest. "I felt the same way . . . I was scared." She told me.
"We were both stupid…" I mused, glad that we'd finally gotten past all that.
"Yeah . . . I had to deal with my mom and brother teasing me all the time." Sarada sighed, but smiled.
"Junior's ass didn't just tease you. He's been getting on my last fucking nerve for… years."
She laughed and lightly hit my chest. "You know you love him. But he has been the worst offender."
"Seriously… he wouldn't let the shit go to save his life. I bet he'd be one happy little shit if he knew."
"I'd bet he already does." She said in all seriousness. "My brother is way too smart for his own good."
"So smart that he's an idiot." I grumbled. But I did love the bastard.
"Ooh, you have a point there." She giggled and pushed up her glasses. "My smart idiot of a brother."
"Yeah… that about sums it up." I nodded, a wide smile on my face as I closed my eyes, savoring the moment.
Sarada hummed and let her arm fall around my waist, holding me closer. "Hey, Boruto."
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
"Do you now?" I asked teasingly, though hearing those words had really warmed my heart.
"Sure do." She said without hesitation. "Do you love me?"
"You know I do, little dove." I answered, smiling softly. Like she really needed to ask...
She squeezed me tighter. "I know, blonde, just want to hear you say it."
"I love you." I told her then, more than willing to tell her as many times as she wanted me to.
She lifted her head and kissed my jaw. "Love you too."
"Shouldn't you go and take a shower? I'm sure you must be ready for bed."
"Hmmm. I guess I should before I fall asleep right here." She agreed and sat up, kissing my forehead before standing. "Be a good boy while I'm gone." She teased and I hoped that wouldn't become a habit.
After she was gone for a few moments, I got up and went into the kitchen to fix myself a drink. I had half the glass of water before taking the rest with me to the bedroom. My mind was taking a dark turn… which it had been ever since Sarada got mouthy with me. I still owed her for that little stunt and I would get her back no matter what.
The shower was still running as I walked into the room and sat the half empty glass of water on my bedside table. I tugged off my shirt and stripped off my pajama bottoms. The hair was in place, as was the tat and the scar so I didn't need much else. I would make her never be able to refuse me again. Recovering or not.
I was standing by the dresser when Sarada finally came out of the bathroom. She was dry now but naked except for the towel tucked around her body. My eyes raked over her briefly before looking to hers which were taking a much more leisurely journey. I loved the way she looked at me and I would continue to strip down to nothing just to get her like this.
After walking in and catching me like this, she didn't move, only stared at me open-mouthed and flushed. She hadn't washed her hair, it was still on top of her head but now in a tighter bun. I moved closer to her, my hands going to her hips and gripping them tightly as I pulled her to me. She wasn't even fucking breathing.
Point Uzumaki.
I leaned forward, moving my lips to her neck and ever so lightly running them over her soft and hot skin. "You smell so fucking good."
She stiffened a bit and said nothing, shivering as cold chills swept over her when I kissed my way down to her shoulder. Oh, the things I wanted to do to her… she couldn't even imagine. For so long I wanted to have her… I wanted her to want me… really want me… and now I knew she did. What I wanted tonight though… would leave us both wanting more. If I could somehow maintain control.
And that was just fine, for now.
Her head tilted to the side as I ran my tongue across her skin, moving back up her neck and to her ear. The moan that sounded in her throat had my cock growing instantly. My hands ran up her sides over the towel. I was actually surprised that she wasn't stopping me… not that I would let her.
A shaky inhale pulled through her lips when my fingers reached the top of the towel and ran across her chest. I lifted my head, watching her face carefully as I slowly unwrapped the towel from her small frame. Her eyes were closed, head still tilted aside. She knew what I was doing but she didn't care and that only turned me on more.
When the towel hit the floor I swallowed hard, taking a step back to get a good look at her. My eyes remained on her face for a bit. Her cheeks heated and I waited for her eyes to open and meet mine before I let my gaze drift lower. One look at her standing naked before me and I was hard as fuck.
She was so damn beautiful… perfect creamy skin. Her breasts were full and the perfect size for her frame. She had the perfect curves to her body. My mouth hung open as I looked lower, my eyes locking on that belly ring. Could I look lower? I fucking had to… it was right there… no way in hell I was denying myself of taking it all in.
She squirmed a bit under my scrutiny, her hips swaying in a way that had me wanting to say fuck the plan and just get on with it. But I couldn't… I had to follow through. I held my breath as I looked lower. The sight of her clean shaven pussy had my cock throbbing and my heart pounding. She was definitely going to be the end of me.
"Fuck." I breathed, shuddering as I forced my eyes back up to hers. She was watching me shyly, cheeks still red. I didn't know it was possible for someone to be cute and sexy as hell at the same time… but she was.
"Are you just going to stare?" She asked teasingly, voice unsteady.
"Not a chance." I smirked, grabbed her hand and tugged her against me. "But you look damn good." I told her, running my hands down her back and to her ass. It was shaped perfect just like the rest of her. Her skin was so fucking soft, but that ass was another story.
I moved my right hand down further, grabbing her thigh and hoisting her up. She squeaked, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist and I carried her to the bed, laying her down gently. Her dark eyes were sparkling with excitement but I could tell she was a bit nervous. She may have already had my cock in her mouth, but I'd never had the chance to be so close to her like this… there were no clothes protecting her from me.
She'd never looked more beautiful… and I'd never wanted to make her feel as good as I did now. Just imagining pleasuring her as she had done me… to see her face as I brought her to orgasm. Fuck… just thinking about it was enough to have me going so crazy I didn't even know where to begin.
I kissed her, finding it to be the most obvious answer to my dilemma. Her hands came up to my face as our lips moved together, slowly but powerfully. She tasted like toothpaste as she eagerly met my tongue. I really thought this was not going to go down as planned. I just knew she was going to stop me… but she was urging me to continue, so I did.
I broke the kiss and she muttered a protest but hushed as my lips roamed over her body. I wanted to claim every inch of her and so I would… at my own pace. I moved to her ear first, knowing I'd get a reaction out of her. She's always been sensitive around her ears.
"You like this?" I asked, breath hot at her ear. She mewled, head turning as she tried to get her ear away from my mouth, but I quickly followed, running my tongue around the shell of her ear. "Don't run from me now."
"N-no, not there!" Sarada squeaked. "B-Boruto!"
I smirked before taking the lobe between my teeth and tugging gently. She moaned and I felt it wash over my whole body. "Say it again." I whispered huskily, breathing purposely on her ear. I would drive her insane before the night was over.
"Boruto . . ."
"Mm." I hummed, loving this turn of events.
Her breaths were coming quicker and quicker as I worked my lips down her neck and across her collar bone. Her hands moved to my hair as I continued farther down. I leaned up enough to be able to gaze at her breasts that were begging for my attention. I sat up more, laying both of my hands on top of her thighs and slowly running them up her body until I reached those soft mounds.
So soft... I kept my touch gentle, caressing her all over until she was squirming and trembling and trying to fight back one moan after the next. Even if it was too much for her… I still planned to take my sweet time. I dipped back down, flicking my tongue across one perked nipple and she yelped.
I couldn't help but grin and chuckle as she started panting. I'd never expected to have such a strong reaction from her… from doing so little. My eyes moved to her face to find her watching me, those pretty pink lips parted as she breathed as steadily as she could.
"You okay?" I asked, unable to hide my amusement. She nodded slowly, those dark eyes so full of lust and longing that I just had to continue.
My mouth returned to her chest, kissing and nipping around her breasts. Her body withered beneath me and by the time I finally closed my mouth around one of her nipples and suckled it, she couldn't contain her voice.
I wasn't prepared for her to make me feel so good… just by reacting like this to me. Seeing her this hot and bothered was almost too much… I'd never been so fucking horny.
After teasing her breasts for a bit, I made my way down her stomach, licking and biting her skin gently along the way. When I got to her navel, I took that butterfly between my teeth and pulled a bit.
"Shit!" She cursed, her thighs clenching.
I released her piercing and looked up at her, cocking a brow. "Language, young lady."
"Bite me." She huffed.
Not willing to deny her I moved my mouth to her lower belly and ran my tongue just there before biting her a little harder than I had so far. "Like that?" I asked, my voice deeper than I wanted it to be.
"Th-that's not what I meant . . ." She panted. "But I'll take it . . . do it again."
Damn… she was really trying to end me. But I loved every second of it.
I went even lower, making sure to steer clear of her sex as my mouth went to her thigh. I pushed her legs apart just enough to take a bite at her inner thigh but then I caught a glimpse of how soaked she was and I groaned.
"Fuck…"
I was so hard it hurt and all I could think about was burying myself inside of her sweet, wet pussy… but I couldn't… not yet.
"You did this." She groaned in defeat, tossing her head back. "Boruto . . ."
Hell yeah I did… and I was so fucking proud. She had no idea. Even my briefs were too much. My dick felt suffocated so I got off of her and stood to remove them. She sat up, resting her weight on her elbows as she looked at me, seeming to be disappointed that I left her… but it wouldn't be for long. My original plan could go to hell.
She eyed my cock just like she had when she went down on me. She stared at it forever before her eyes slowly trailed up my body and she locked her eyes with mine. Seeing those dark eyes clouded over with need and knowing how much she was enjoying this- just as much as me, left me elated in a way I'd never felt before.
"Eat your heart out, little dove."
Her eyes widened and she blushed all over before falling back on the bed, covering her face with both hands. A smirk pulled at my lips as I crawled over her, nearly losing myself as my bare cock moved against her soft skin. I forced her hands away from her face and held them on the bed.
"Don't hide. It's just me and you, baby." I told her, giving her a quick kiss.
"You jerk, I can't handle you right now." She whined, flustered.
"That's just fine… It's me who intends to handle you, not the other way around."
She bit her lip. ". . . . . Maybe I like it that way."
"Maybe?" I asked, brushing my lips across hers.
"Definitely." She whispered.
I laughed then and kissed her once more, my hand cradling her face and neck as I moved my lips against hers. Both her hands came to my face and she moaned into the kiss, struggling to respond to me.
"Losing yourself so soon?" I teased, pulling a breath away from her… but I already knew she was long gone.
"If I get lost . . . you better find me."
"Don't worry, little dove. I'll take care of you. I'll always find you."
She hummed her approval and I kissed her once more, soft and quick before sitting up and spreading her legs wide apart. Holy fuck… she was one hell of a sight. She was so wet, her arousal had seeped onto the sheet below her. I moved off of the bed, getting on my knees and tugging her so that her ass was right on the edge. I was about to have her lost in pleasure for sure.
"Kyaaa! What are you doing?!" She yelled, frantically looking down at me.
"Hush now. No time for questions." I said as I moved my lips to her soaked folds, brushing across them ever so slightly.
"B-Boruto!"
The way my name sounded on her lips thrilled me to no end. I moved her legs over my shoulders, holding her thighs as I peppered soft kisses all around her sex. I couldn't fucking wait to taste more of her… but I would enjoy teasing her for a moment longer.
"You can't be serious, you can't-I can't!" She protested even though I knew she was feeling it.
"I can… and you can too." I murmured before running my tongue around those soft folds. The taste of her set me on fire and my grip on her thighs tightened. I had to remind myself to maintain… control myself...
"Ahhhh!" She moaned and clutched the bedsheets in her fists. "N-no, I can't!"
I ignored her, letting my tongue finally run across her most sensitive spot and her whole body thrashed.
"Oh fuck!"
Damn… that dirty mouth was as sexy as she was.
Her hips rolled and she let out a drawn out groan as I swirled my tongue around her clit more forcefully. She was panting like crazy and shaking all over and I was just getting started… I was starting to get a bit worried. Maybe she really couldn't.
Before I could feel too sorry for her, I went on, letting my tongue move down to her entrance. Her back arched off the bed as I dipped my tongue inside her and she pulled my hair, making me growl against her wet pussy.
"Fuck, Sarada." I hissed, my cock aching like it never had. She tasted so good and I could only imagine how wonderful it would feel to be inside her. To see her this beside herself with feeling though… it was intense as fuck.
"No more . . . Boruto . . ."
My tongue slowly moved back up to her clit and I suckled it before pulling away. "You really want me to stop?"
"More." She moaned, out of her mind.
"Damn woman… make up your mind."
She trembled. "Boruto . . . want you . . . ."
Oh fuck and I wanted her too. "Isn't this good enough?" I asked, my tongue rolling around and around her swollen nub.
She hit the pillow in frustration. "S-stop teasing me, Uzumaki." She ordered, fighting the fog I had created in her mind.
"But this is what you like… you put me through it… and now it's your turn."
"Tch!" She scoffed and then whined. "Don't do this to me . . ."
"Doesn't it feel good? It's just too good isn't it?" I smirked before flicking my tongue across her again.
"Oh!" She gasped, shaking her head. "Y-you'll pay for this."
"I'll make you feel so good you won't want me to pay." I promised, kissing her there before suckling the area until she was trying to push me away. She was too weak though.
I held my place, laving her pussy as she cried out at the feeling. I brought my hand around, my fingers moving to her entrance and circling it teasingly. She nearly screamed, hips bucking as she tried to get away from me, but I held her in place easily.
"Stop . . . manhandling . . . me . . . ."
She was too much… I wasn't even manhandling her. I continued to ignore her and let my index finger slip inside her while my tongue worked its magic. She moaned loudly and if she pulled my hair any harder I was going to have to make a move.
"Relax… enjoy it." I told her, leaning back to give her a break and she released my hair, breathless. "You want this, right? If you do, this is how it has to be."
"You . . . . that's . . . ." She groaned again. "I'm starting to lose my patience."
I removed my finger and instead pushed both my middle and index fingers inside of her quickly. She was so fucking tight that I wasn't sure if I'd ever be able to have her… but I would find a way. She gasped and her breath hitched then.
"You want more then, like this?" I asked, voice so smooth it surprised even me.
"God, yes."
Returning my tongue to her, I moved my fingers slowly, stretching her each time I forced them inside her. There was only so much I could do to prepare her and it was my patience that was wearing thin. I needed to feel her around me. Now.
Removing my fingers, I leaned back and got to my feet, wrapping and arm under her, tugging her back to the middle of the bed as I crawled up there. She squealed at the sudden movement and I smirked darkly.
"So you do like to be manhandled, huh?" I asked, though I already knew she did. Her dark eyes looked up to me as she blinked in her dazed state. "Are you ready?"
"Take me."
That fucking mouth…
I leaned over to reach into the drawer of my nightstand and grabbed a condom. When I sat up between her legs and ripped the foil pack open with my teeth, she squirmed. My eyes stayed locked on hers as I rolled the condom onto my length and her eyes stayed locked on my cock.
"Boruto, don't get slow on me now. Hurry."
"Be patient." I warned her as I crawled over her, wrapping my hand around my cock as I got into position. "Are you… are you sure?" I asked then, hoping like hell she was… but if she wasn't I would stop right now.
She smiled. "Yes, I'm sure. Now get moving hot shot."
Finding relief in her response, I began forcing myself inside her. She was so tight. Too tight. It was almost unbearable and I could hardly get anywhere.
"Fuck." I hissed, moving my hips more forcefully and only gaining an inch.
Sarada held tight to me, her arms wrapped around my neck as we moved in for a kiss, our teeth clashing together in the heat of the moment. As soon as her lips were locked on mine, I reared back and with one swift thrust managed to take her completely.
The kiss was broken, as were her screams and I could barely hold myself together. I stilled completely, panting at the overwhelming feel of finally being inside her. I stared down at her and tears fell from her eyes. I leaned down, kissing them all away.
"You alright?" I breathed, not sure if I was or not.
"Ah, so good . . ."
I kissed her lips then and forced myself to start moving, slowly. I thought I was about to lose myself before… but nothing compared to this. She kissed me back with such need and felt so fucking good that I just wanted to come on the spot. But I would never let that happen.
I was gripping onto the sheets for dear life when her hips started rolling. I cursed and heard a rip but paid no mind to it. With her seductive moans steady in my ears, I just couldn't control myself. I wanted to move, hard and fast. I wanted so desperately to come but I also never wanted it to end.
After a moment I had to stop, yet she continued to move those damn hips, determined to drag me closer and closer to the edge.
"Sarada." I breathed in warning, but didn't really want her to stop. Her sex was throbbing around me, only heightening my arousal and bringing me closer to climax. "Stop." I ordered. If she didn't I wouldn't be able to hold out any longer.
"Never." She smirked and moaned. "Drive into me speed racer."
Now I was certain I was going to die before the night was over. "Damn woman." I hissed, my forehead resting against hers as she continued to move and I willed myself to calm.
I couldn't deny her though, especially not when I wanted it so fucking bad. I didn't have a chance in hell to cool off before I was moving faster, harder, driving us both to new heights. Her grip on me tightened and she moaned my name as my thrusts continued steady, never faltering even for a second. I was so close that I couldn't stand it.
"Sarada." I groaned. "I'm gonna come."
She whimpered, holding me closer still. "Together?"
"Yes." I hissed, moving inside her deep and slow now, my pubic bone rubbing and stimulating her clit with each thrust.
With her moans becoming louder and louder and her pussy fluttering around my cock I had a feeling she was as close as me- and I couldn't stop. I cursed, my hips picking up speed as if they had a mind of their own. She held tighter to me suddenly and gasped just as I felt her sex throb wildly around me. She wailed out incoherently, her body flailing as she finally came and I was right with her, filling her to the hilt one last time as I found my release.
I collapsed on top of her, unable to catch my breath but her state was no better than mine. I managed to recover much quicker than her and I leaned up to look at her, moving her hair off of her face as I stared down at her. I'd never felt more complete.
"You okay?" I asked, grinning cheekily at her.
"I think I broke a sweat." She breathed, fanning her face. "Hopefully I can walk tomorrow."
I laughed at her and shook my head. "I think you'll be just fine after a little sleep. At least you better be… I may wanna go again."
She giggled. "What, one test drive wasn't enough?"
"Hell no… that was just a taste. A damn good one but still…" I smiled, pulling out of her slowly.
"Hhn, no, not walking tomorrow." She gasped.
I looked to her worriedly then. "Are you really hurt?"
"No, don't think so. Only sore." She hummed. "No regrets."
"Well…" I sighed as I stared down at the god awful mess we'd made. "Maybe we should take a bath and… change the sheets."
I'd ripped them to hell and back but the blood and other liquids were enough to make me not want to sleep there.
"Get to it then, underling." She smirked. "Only fair since you wanted to drive me to the brink of insanity."
"Bath first." I said, getting up and pulling off the condom.
"Ooh, together?"
"Well why the fuck not?" I asked, my eyes narrowed on her.
She rolled her eyes at me. "I was agreeing, silly. You won't find any complaints here."
"Come on then." I said, offered her my hand.
She took it and puffed out her cheeks. "Carry me?"
"You won't find any complaints here." I grinned and slipped my arms under her, picking her up and carrying her with me into the bathroom.
We had to get all cleaned up. Us and our bed. After a good night's sleep and a little recovery on her part, I really hoped we could go at it again.
A/N:
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