So for those of you who were disappointed with how easily Sakura forgave Sasuke, never fear! I've dealt with that in this chapter.
Also, there will be sexual content, if you don't like that then please don't read this chapter.
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Sakura placed the box she was carrying down on the floor and looked at what would be her room from that point forward. She couldn't help but admire the large windows on the far wall and the white tray ceiling. The hardwood flooring gleamed so brightly she could almost look down and see her reflection. It was hard to deny the beauty of the place her aunt had found for them. The entirety of their new home spoke of money, and opulence. Although it would never equal the house she'd just come from.
The two story co-op was located in a large building that was just a fifteen minute drive from the manor, and all the Uchiha's had made sure to let her know that she was always welcome if she ever wanted to stop by. She stood there for a moment, enjoying the view, and coming to terms with the fact that this was home for her now. She was unsure of how long she'd been lost in her thoughts when something caught her attention, a smell to be exact. One that she had come to know very well. If it weren't for that she never would have noticed he was there. He moved so quietly it was almost eerie.
She let out a soft sigh as she felt his strong arms wrap around her waist from behind. She leaned back against him, only to be further enveloped in his embrace. His warm lips kissed the side of her neck, which caused her head to fall back on his shoulder, allowing him more access to continue. Sakura spent a few short moments reveling in the sensations his mouth made on her skin, but eventually pulled away. There was work to be done, and they couldn't be the only ones to not contribute. The entire Uchiha family was helping her move in today, and even Naruto showed up unexpectedly. The only person who wasn't present was her aunt. She couldn't make it away from the hospital to be here, so she had hired movers to do all the heavy lifting, while everyone else moved the little stuff and helped Sakura unpack and set up. They'd been at if for about an hour now, and still had plenty left to go.
When they'd left Seattle Sakura figured that all of their furniture was sent to their new home, but once she figured out they were staying with the Uchiha's she discovered that her aunt had put it all in storage. Now she was surrounded by familiar furniture and Knick knacks. She had plenty of ideas floating through her head on where everything would go. Since her aunt couldn't make it she'd been given free reign to decorate however she pleased. The opportunity got her creative juices flowing, but they were nowhere near ready for that step yet.
"Thanks for helping today." She spoke to Sasuke as she turned to face him. "I'd probably never get this done if you and your family hadn't come to help."
"And the dobe." He reminded her.
"I heard that!" Naruto's voice shouted from down the hallway, causing them both to grin.
"How could I have forgotten about him?" Sakura laughed.
"Seriously?" Naruto asked, poking his head in the doorway, a stack of boxes in his arms. "I woke up early and everything to come help you Sakura. You could at least be a little more grateful."
The blond turned his nose up in the air, pouting, and began to walk towards a different room where the boxes were meant to go. Sakura chased after him, jumping on his back the second his hands were empty.
"I could never really forget you Naruto," She assured her friend. "and I'm really happy you came to help."
"Sure you are." He muttered, still moping.
"I am. Promise." She said, clinging to his back. "You're my best friend. I'll always be happy when you're around."
"Really?" He asked, voice hopeful.
"Yup."
"Awesome!" He exclaimed, pumping a fist in the air.
"You're such a dobe." They heard from the doorway.
Naruto spun around quickly, causing Sakura to hold on for dear life so she wasn't abruptly thrown to the floor. Once she was steady she decided it'd probably be for the best if she let go of Naruto now. He could be rather unpredictable, and she didn't want to suffer the consequences of that. Once her feet hit the ground she looked up and saw Sasuke standing there. He'd probably followed behind her to see what she had planned for the blond.
"You're just jealous cause she said I'm her best friend." Naruto teased.
"Why would I be jealous of that?" Sasuke scoffed.
Naruto's triumphant grin fell at that. After Sakura's hospitalization Sasuke had apparently come to terms with the depths of his feelings for her. He'd told his family, mainly Itachi, how he felt and wanted them all to understand that he had no intentions of hiding anything from them whether they approved or not. His parents had been pleased with the sudden reveal, glad that he'd finally shown interest in someone, and even more thrilled that it was Sakura, who'd they'd always thought of as a daughter. Itachi on the other hand didn't share in his parents enthusiasm. He'd always been protective over Sakura, feeling responsible for her well being when it was his job to look after her at the hospital, and had only taken it more seriously after her parents death. He didn't want her to suffer anymore, and his greatest fear with Sasuke was that one day he may stop caring about her, causing Sakura to lose another important person in her life.
She wasn't sure what exactly Sasuke had told Itachi, but he had reluctantly accepted things. Sakura figured it was probably something along the same lines as what he'd told her when he came back to her hospital room right afterwards...
Sakura lay slumped against the thin plastic pillows provided by the hospital. Although they were easy to clean, which she appreciated as a volunteer, they didn't serve as much of a cushion for her back, which sucked as a patient. She could feel the small wooden headboard digging into the middle of her spine, causing her to arch unconsciously, and most likely creating a pain she'd have to deal with later.
Her ears perked up when she heard the automatic door slide open, signaling someone's entry into the room. Sasuke stepped around the curtain, a tired and exasperated expression on his face. He lightly ran a hand through his thick, dark locks and sat at the foot of her bed, flopping backwards and narrowly missing her feet in the process.
"What's wrong?" She asked concerned.
"Itachi's just a real pain in the ass sometimes." He explained, an arm slung over his eyes to block out what little light there was in the room.
"He interrogated you pretty hard, huh?" She guessed.
"Hn."
'Well, since he's already in a bad mood I see no reason to put this off.' She thought deviously.
"Come here." Sakura urged, gesturing for him to sit up and scoot closer.
He did as she wanted, sitting up straight and moving over until they were only about an arms length apart. She grinned up at him impishly, and then smacked him across the face without warning. She hit him so hard his head snapped to the side, and there was a red palm print already forming on his face.
"What the hell Sakura?" He exclaimed, glaring at her and cupping his cheek.
"That's for kissing Ino," She explained calmly. "and if you ever do anything like that again I swear I'll beat you so hard your own family won't recognize you."
"Jealous?" He mocked, only causing himself to get slapped on the other side of his face in retaliation.
"Don't push me Sasuke." Sakura warned. "I'm letting it go for the most part because I feel responsible for putting you in a position where you had to ask her out, but that doesn't give you a free pass to do whatever you want."
"It wasn't like that." He argued, a scowl forming on his face.
"Then please enlighten me. What exactly was it like?"
"She kissed me."
"That's the oldest excuse in the book. Try again."
"It's true, but what you don't understand is that when it happened, I felt nothing. It was like she wasn't even there, and that's when I realized something..."
"Go on." She encouraged, beyond intrigued.
"It didn't matter what she said, or what she did. It would never make a difference because she isn't you, and you're all I want." He admitted.
"It'll do for now." She shrugged, causing him to roll his eyes.
"So," Sakura began. "when are you finally going to ask me out?"
"I already asked you to Homecoming." He said, slightly confused.
"That's not what I meant." She giggled, and had the dubious pleasure of watching him blush for the first time when he finally understood her question.
After that everything between them had been smooth sailing. He never did ask her to be his girlfriend in so many words, but she understood without him having to say it that it's what he wanted. She did too, and so now they were officially together without having to hide from anyone. His whole family knew, and so did Naruto, although he seemed to have temporarily forgotten that at the moment. She figured word would spread through school like wildfire when they returned on Monday. Most of the rumors would likely being to spread when they showed up at the dance together tomorrow night, but Sakura was sure his fangirls would adamantly deny it, saying it was a pity date or something.
"I still can't get use to the fact that you guys are dating now." Naruto admitted, scratching his head in thought. "That's going to take some adjusting."
"I know." Sakura agreed. "I still can't believe it myself."
She thought back to her first days in the Uchiha manor, meeting Sasuke, despising him, and somehow falling for his arrogant, closed off personality. She wasn't exactly sure how it had happened to this day. When they first met she never would have dreamed that things would end up like this. He made her want to pull her hair out by the roots, but after she'd spent more time with him, and gotten to know him, she understood why every girl at school was crazy about him. It wasn't his money or his looks, although she certainly wasn't complaining about either, for her it was his uncanny ability to make her live in the moment. He was the first person who'd ever been able to make her forget about the past, even if just for a minute. At first it was her anger towards him that distracted her. Now it was so much more, and she couldn't picture her life without him. He made her feel alive. When her parents died it was like they'd taken a piece of her with them, but since she'd met him it was like the hole in her heart had been filled, and she could never convey how grateful she was to him for that.
'It might be fun to try though.' She thought dreamily, staring at the beautiful boy in the doorway that she was finally able to call her boyfriend.
"No peeking!" Sakura exclaimed, yanking the garment bag out of Sasuke's hand.
"I'm going to see it eventually." He reasoned.
"I don't care. You can wait till later tonight when we actually go to the dance." She argued.
She'd never tell him, but she had spent an enormous amount of time trying to pick out the perfect dress. She, Hinata, and Tenten had all gone shopping together, and while the other two girls had found their dresses within the first three stores they'd gone to, Sakura felt as if she'd searched the entire town and came up empty handed. It wasn't until her aunt had dug around in storage and pulled out an old dress of her mothers that she'd found the perfect one for her.
It was a vintage dress, made up of layers of satin, chiffon, and lace. Sakura had to get a little creative, knowing that the floor length, long sleeve gown wouldn't work for her purpose in its original style. So she'd cut it until the dress fell just below her knees, and gotten rid of the sleeves. She'd also made it to where the gown was now backless, and held up by light gold satin ribbon that crossed in the back and came around the front, right under her bust, to wrap around once more and tie into a bow at her side. The ribbon showcased the plunging neckline of the dress, and made a nice accent color against the white fabrics. The triangles of satin and lace covered her breasts enough to be modest, but were revealing enough to be tantalizing. While the top part of her dress was rather form fitting, the chiffon and satin skirt that formed right below the ribbon she'd added fell quite loosely around her. All in all the dress was delicate and comfortable. She was quite pleased with the finished product and couldn't wait to see Sasuke's reaction once he saw her in it.
She handled the bag that contained her dress with care, and walked it up the stairs to her old room inside the Uchiha manor. They had decided that it would be best to both get ready at the same place so he didn't have to worry about picking her up. Plus her new home was still in disarray from the move. The furniture was where it needed to be, but there were empty boxes and trash scattered everywhere at the moment. Everything was close to being done, but right now it was just too cluttered to get ready for Homecoming.
When Sakura reached her old room she hung her dress on the back of her door, and placed her shoebox on top of the bed. The dance started at eight o'clock and right now it was six. It gave her just enough time to do her hair and make-up, and slip the gown on before they had to leave. She walked into the large bathroom and set to work on her hair, knowing it would take the most time because of it's length and thickness.
She'd decided to wear it up tonight in order to better show off her dress, and once every strand was curled to her satisfaction she took two pieces near her face and twisted them back lightly. She pinned the strands in place and began to twirl her hair into a low, slightly messy bun. The end result was exactly as she'd hoped. Loose curls framed her face on either side, and pulling her hair back made her appear a little more mature. Tonight she was going for balance. She wanted to appear beautiful, innocent, and demure, while at the same time being sexy, worldly, and bold.
She kept her make-up to a minimum, placing a light layer of shimmering gold eye shadow on her lids, and a coat of foundation that made her skin have a dewy glow. She put a few layers of mascara on her lashes, and then some light pink gloss on her lips, and stepped back to admire her work. The enitre look was exactly what she'd been going for, and she was grateful that everything had decided to work out to her specifications for her first date with Sasuke. She glanced at the clock as she stepped out of the bathroom, and saw that it read seven thirty. She went and got her dress from where it hung on the door and slipped it out of the bag and put it on. Once she'd tied the bow she grabbed her strappy white heels from the box and put them on and buckled them. After putting in some pearl earrings and spraying a bit of her favorite perfume on her wrists she decided she was ready.
Sakura began to make her way down the stairs to meet Sasuke. She'd made it to the last flight, when the power suddenly went out and immersed her in darkness. Glancing around she realized that she couldn't even see her hand in front of her face. Holding on to the railing she carefully went down the last few steps, and knew she'd made it all the way when she heard the click of her heels on the wooden floor.
"Sasuke?" She called out, hoping he happened to be nearby.
"I'm here." His voice said from somewhere to her right.
"What's going on?"
"It's a black out. There's a storm going on outside." He explained, following her voice to come closer just as lightening clashed outside.
"It must be pretty bad." She mused, and tried not to jump when she felt his hand grab her elbow.
"Come with me." Sasuke ordered.
"Where are we going?"
"To the kitchen to get some candles."
Sakura carefully placed one foot in front of the other, allowing Sasuke to lead her in the right direction. Clearly he'd lived here so long he that he could walk the building with his eyes closed. He helped her make it through the doorway, and then placed her hands on the kitchen counter so she knew where she was. She heard him opening cabinets and digging around when there was a small scratching sound and suddenly a small flame lit up the room. Sasuke hurriedly used the match to light as many candles as he could. Once he finished he blew out the match and tossed it in the trash. He grabbed two small candles and turned to face her, stopping in his tracks when his eyes landed on her.
They stood there for a moment, admiring each other now that they could both see. Sakura lost her breath at the sight of Sasuke in a white button up shirt, loosely tucked into black slacks and paired with a black tie. He'd tugged it away from his throat by a few inches, and undid the top few buttons of his shirt, giving him a very sexy rumpled appearance. She felt herself swallow involuntarily, noticing how dry her throat suddenly was, and let out the breath she'd been holding in a small huff. Sasuke had a similar reaction, staring at her with shock and forgetting to breathe. She saw his eyes darken, if that were even possible, and his tongue ran lightly along his lips. He slowly sat the candles back down on the counter and stepped towards her, placing his hands on her waist, and looking her over again from head to foot.
"Jesus Sakura." He breathed, tugging her closer until their hips were flush with one another.
"I guess that means you like the dress." She said quietly, looking into his eyes.
He just nodded in agreement and kept staring. After several minutes had gone by and he still didn't say a word she began to fidget nervously.
"Say something." She urged. "You're embarrassing me."
"You're beautiful." He stated in a way that made it seem more like a fact and less like an opinion.
"Thank you." She blushed.
"I love it when you blush." Sasuke admitted, placing his hand on her cheek and feeling the warmth there. "It matches your hair."
"I didn't know." Sakura mumbled, her blush only increasing at his words.
"Hn."
He continued to hold her like that, and began to swipe his thumb back and forth, when he suddenly moved his hand down to her chin and tugged lightly, causing her to let go of her bottom lip that she'd been unaware she was biting. She saw him lean forward, his intent clear, but she spoke when his lips were mere centimeters away from hers.
"We should probably get going." She reminded.
"We can't go in this weather." He muttered, his gaze never leaving her mouth. "Homecoming probably got canceled anyways."
"Really?" She asked in disappointment.
He nodded regrettably. "I know you were looking forward to it."
"Just a little."
His eyebrows rose in skeptical disbelief at that.
"I was looking forward to going with you more than the actually dance itself." She explained.
"I'm right here." He whispered, pressing his forehead against hers.
"I know." She said with a small smile.
Sasuke studied her face, and saw that despite her best efforts to prove otherwise, she was disappointed that they couldn't go to the dance. A frown crossed his lips upon seeing her dissatisfaction with the situation. He stood there momentarily, trying to think of way to cheer her up, when an idea struck.
"Wait here." He commanded, and walked off, taking a few candles with him.
Sakura opened her mouth to speak but he was already gone. She began to chew lightly on her thumb nail in concentration, a bad habit she'd picked up from Tsunade, and tried not to focus on the fact that the perfect night she'd pictured was ruined now. Eventually she jumped up onto the counter, and crossed one knee over the other, getting off of her feet for a moment while she waited on Sasuke. Deciding that there was no point in keeping them on since they weren't going anywhere, she kicked her shoes off, the pair landing neatly in the corner like she'd hoped.
She'd been sitting there for about twenty minutes, swinging her feet and staring at the ceiling, when she heard strange sounds echoing back to her from the living room. It sounded like someone was tearing the room apart, and she began to get curious as to what Sasuke was doing. She slid down from the counter and lightly padded over to the opening in the kitchen that led out into the large family room. However, before she could poke her head around the corner Sasuke's deep voice rang out.
"No peeking." He chastised, repeating her earlier words.
"How'd you even know I moved?" She questioned.
"You're not as quiet as you think."
"Whatever." She said, sulking quietly so only she could hear. "I can be plenty quiet when I want to."
"Not quiet enough." Sasuke's voice whispered in her ear, causing her to jump in the air and place a hand over her rapidly beating heart.
"You have got to stop doing that!"
He just smirked and took both of her hands in his.
"Close your eyes."
She was about to ask why, but he beat her to the punch.
"Just do it."
"Fine." She sighed.
Keeping her hands in his he led her out to the living room, and turned her slightly. She picked up the scent of lavender and vanilla floating through the air, and could see light dancing from behind her closed lids.
"Open." Sasuke said, behind her now.
Sakura's lashes fluttered as she opened her eyes and she gasped at what she saw before her. The noises she'd heard earlier were from Sasuke moving the furniture to one side of the room. With everything out of the way he was able to place an abundance of candles in a large semi-circle on the floor, which they now stood in the middle of. He'd lit the fireplace, allowing more light into the dark room, and had even placed candles along the mantle. Flower petals had been scattered across the floor, adding to the wonderful smell. She saw Sasuke move out of the corner of her eye, and looked to see him pressing buttons on a radio. Seconds later soft music floated through the air, creating a warm and romantic atmosphere.
"It's battery powered." He explained when he saw her confused gaze on the radio.
She kept quiet, feeling tears of pure happiness begin to pool in her eyes. She did her best to blink them back, not wanting to ruin her make-up or dampen the moment that Sasuke had gone to so much trouble to create for them.
"This is the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me." She told him honestly.
"It's a one time thing, so don't get any ideas." He said, looking away sheepishly.
Sakura couldn't help but smile. She knew that romance was something new for Sasuke, it was for her too, but he'd done this for her even though normally he'd never even entertain the idea. It was too mushy for his personality, but that showed her how much he cared. She'd never tell anyone, knowing it would embarrass him, and wanting to keep this special moment locked away just for herself.
"Thank you." She said gratefully, and walked to him, placing a soft kiss on his lips.
He kissed her back, and then wrapped his arms around her waist, and they began to sway to the music. It wasn't the night she'd picture, but it was so much better. She didn't need the entire school to see that they were together, or have expensive decorations. All she needed was the boy holding her in his arms. She placed her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes peacefully, just enjoying the fact that they were together.
It was a little after eleven when the power finally came back on and they decided to clean up. Placing all the candles back in their rightful spot and returning all the furniture to where it belonged, they managed to get it all back in order within a few minutes. Sakura picked up her shoes from their spot in the kitchen, and walked up stairs hand in hand with Sasuke. When they got to the second floor landing they turned to their left and walked down the long hallway, reaching his room at the very end. They stepped inside and Sasuke walked over to his dresser, opening the top drawer and pulling out a white tee shirt, and handed it to her.
"I'm going to take a shower." He explained. "You can wear that afterwards if you decided you want to take one too."
"I don't get pants to go with this?" She questioned.
"Nope." He responded with a smirk. "If I gave you any they'd just fall down since you're so tiny."
"I'm perfectly normal sized thank you very much." She informed, crossing her arms in playful irritation.
He kissed her cheek for a reply and then headed inside the bathroom. She watched as he shut the door behind him, leaving it cracked slightly, and turned on the fan to vent out some of the steam that would result from his shower. She heard him turn the water on and then the small clink signaling that he'd stepped inside and closed the large glass door behind him.
Sakura walked over to his bed, and crawled into the center, laying down and realizing that the entire room smelled just like him. She snuggled deeper into the smooth, black silk sheets, and stretched like a cat. She replayed their night so far over and over in her mind, deliriously happy. Sasuke had made her feel beautiful and cared for. The entire night had been so romantic, and she wanted to do something to thank him for how thoughtful he'd been. She spent a few minutes running ideas through her head, when an abnormal thought flitted through her mind.
'I shouldn't.' She thought with a shake of her head.
'But you want to.' Inner responded in encouragement. 'Go on. Live a little.'
'I shouldn't.' She repeated.
'With the way you two are it's only a matter of time.' Inner reasoned, winning her over slightly.
'It'll be embarrassing.'
'He won't think so.'
'I can't believe I'm about to do this.' Sakura thought in defeat, only to hear her alter ego laugh in triumph.
Sakura got off the bed, and walked to the bathroom door. The water was still running, and she could see the room filled with a large cloud of steam through the small opening.
'It's now or never.' She thought determinedly.
Sakura took the pins out of her hair, shaking it out so it fell down her back in the loose curls she worked so hard on earlier. She tugged the bow of her dress loose, and felt the top begin to slid down, pooling at her waist. She shimmied the garment the rest of the way off, and did the same with her white lace panties. Pushing the door open and stepping inside she allowed some of the steam to escape, but she could only vaguely make out the shape of Sasuke's body within the shower. She padded over as lightly as she could manage, and was happy to discover that he hadn't heard her approach and turned around.
'See.' She thought gleefully. 'I told him I could be quiet when I want to.'
She grabbed hold of the handle attached to the large frosted glass door, and took a deep breath to steady her nerves. She swiftly opened the door and stepped into the shower in one fluid movement. This time the cool breeze that came with her entry caught Sasuke's attention and caused him to turn around under the spray of the shower. She saw his eyes go wide in disbelief when he saw her standing there, and his mouth dropped open slightly at her nudity.
"Mind if I join you?" She asked, trying her best to sound calm and brave even though it felt like her heart was about to pound out of her chest.
She felt his eyes on her like a branding iron. It was as if they lit her body on fire wherever they went. He scanned her thoroughly for the second time that night. He started at the top of her head and worked his way down. She felt herself blush scarlet, positive that this time her face was several shades darker than her hair, but he didn't seem to notice and kept going. His eyes seemed to touch on every inch of her pale skin, and she couldn't help it when her nipples hardened under his constant gaze. He noticed this reaction, and drew a sharp intake of breath, but proceeded, his eyes wandering down her flat, taunt stomach, to the apex of her thighs, where they stayed for a moment.
Sakura was glad that she'd long been in the habit of shaving down there at this moment, and even more relieved that Tenten had talked her into getting a Brazilian wax yesterday. She hadn't been planning for anything to happen between her and Sasuke tonight, but she also had a feeling things could get passionate between them, especially in the heat of the moment, and decided she'd rather be prepared than not.
After what felt like a lifetime, but could only have been a minute or two, his eyes moved down to her shapely, toned legs, to her dainty feet, and then repeated the process from the opposite direction. By the time his gaze had returned to her face she was panting heavily, because although she felt very exposed and beyond embarrassed, she was also immensely turned on by his appreciative looks. It was clear to her that he admired her body, and found her as attractive as she found him.
It also became apparent when he'd slowly gotten an erection the longer he looked her over. She'd taken the time that he'd used to study every aspect of her body to do the same, which helped to distract her, and she was as pleased as he was with what she saw. His upper body was just as she remembered, all toned arms and washboard abs, but she noticed new things. Like the small trail of dark hair that lead from his belly button to down there.
Sakura felt the urge to fan herself at the sight of the appendage between his legs. His was the first that she'd ever seen, but she got the feeling that he fell towards the larger end of the scale in terms of size. She stared for longer than she cared to admit, but eventually shook herself out of her daze just in time to see him reach out for her, and yank her hard against him so they both now stood under the cascading water. She felt small streams form and run down her face, and once again was grateful that she'd had enough sense of mind to wear waterproof mascara tonight.
She felt his fingers lightly graze her arms as she stared deeply into his fiery onyx eyes, and then lift her hands and place them around his neck. Once he'd done that he put his own hands on the small of her spine, pressing her closer, and causing his erection to slide sensuously against her lower belly before her kissed her hungrily.
"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" He asked, obviously not expecting an answer as he returned his lips to her right afterwards, and began to rock his hips against hers.
Sakura felt a delicious warmth begin to pool between her legs, that had her dying for more, but more of what she wasn't exactly sure. She decided to let Sasuke take control of the situation and just follow his lead, and kissed him back, their lips molding together like matching puzzle pieces. She pushed up onto her tip toes to delve her tongue deeper inside his mouth, craving more of his taste, and heard him groan in satisfaction.
His hands began to wander along her body, causing her to get goosebumps and release a small shiver of excitement. Eventually, his large hands made their way down her thighs and around to grab ahold of her butt and lift her so she had to wrap her legs around his waist in order to keep from falling. He turned them, pinning her against the tiled wall of the shower, and ground himself into her more forcefully, causing her to moan into his mouth.
He worked his way over to her neck and began to suck and nibble lightly at the dip in her collarbone. She was sure his actions would leave a mark, but she couldn't find it in herself to care at the moment, and moved her hands into his hair and pressed him closer. He understood her silent plea to continue, but instead returned his lips to hers and reached behind them to turn off the water.
He pushed open the shower door, still carrying her in his arms, and made his way to the bed as fast as he could, dripping water everywhere in the process. Once he reached it he laid the both of them down and began to trail his lips along her body. Sakura took deep gulps of air, and kept her eyes closed against the onslaught of sensations she was experiencing. She felt one of Sasuke's hands trail up her stomach, till it reached the top of her ribs, and then palm her right breast just as his mouth made contact with the left.
He lightly sucked her nipple into his mouth as his thumb flicked across the other, causing her nipples to harden even further, and making her squirm beneath him. He pinched one peak between his thumb and forefinger as his tongue rolled over the one inside his mouth. She let out a soft whimper as the feelings he caused within her began to blur together. Sasuke temporarily released his grip on her full breast to grab her hand and bring it down to his hardened length.
"Touch me." He encouraged huskily, helping wrap her fingers around him and squeeze.
"I don't know how." She admitted, self-conscious of her hand touching such an intimate part of his body.
He kept his hand over hers and began to stroke up and down, back and forth, tightening her small fingers around him once more, letting her know it was okay to have a firmer grip. They continued like this for a few minutes, until he felt sure that she'd gotten the movement down and then returned his attention to its previous location, but moved his hand down between her legs. He slipped a finger between her folds, feeling the wetness there, encouraging him to continue when she didn't try to stop him.
He began to circle the small nub there, as Sakura continued to stroke him, and plunged one finger inside her just as he lightly bit down on the nipple still inside his mouth. She bucked her hips and arched off the bed, causing her to squeeze his erection without warning. They let out simultaneous groans of pleasure, and proceeded with labored breathing.
Sasuke continuously pumped his finger in and out of her, occasionally palming her womanhood, causing her to become even wetter than before. He felt her strokes pick up speed, and knew he wouldn't last much longer at this rate. His slipped another finger inside her, stretching her within. Sakura winced slightly at the intrusion, suddenly feeling very tight, but let out a loud moan a few seconds later when he continued to pump his fingers within her and curled them slightly, hitting a particularly pleasurable spot within her.
"Come for me Sakura." He whispered in her ear, his fingers moving furiously, inching her towards climax.
He circled his thumb around her clitoris twice more, keeping his fingers within her, and watched as she unraveled beneath him at his words, finally falling over the edge. The sight of her orgasm caused him to follow behind her mere seconds later, exploding onto the smooth surface of her stomach. He collapsed next to her on the bed a minute later, completely spent from their activities, but reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a few tissues to clean his essence off of her. Once he was done, he turned them both on their sides, spooning her, and pulled the sheets over them.
"I'm so glad your family isn't home." Sakura mumbled tiredly.
Sasuke just kissed the top of her head, tucking it beneath his chin before closing his eyes.
"Sleep." He encouraged, just before it claimed him.
Sakura let out a content sigh and did as she was instructed, loving the feel of his skin on hers and his arms wrapped around her possessively. She had a feeling this would be one of the best nights sleep she'd ever get.
Ah! So how was it? I worked really hard on the last bit. I hope it turned out okay. Let me know what you think! I'm sure that many of you feel that they are moving way too fast, but don't worry. I promise I have a plan in mind. I'm sure that a lot of people were disappointed with the fact that they didn't actually go to Homecoming, but the truth is that I never planned for them to go from the beginning. Don't hate me! I'd love lots of feedback on how I did with this particular chapter so please review! It was quite the challenge. Thanks for reading!