A/N: WARNING! This chapter contains smut or lemon.. Whatever you call it. Is there a difference between the two?
I could have made this chapter longer, but it's taken me all day and I'm a bit tired right now.
Anyways... Enjoy!
Chapter eleven:
The scent of roses filled his nostrils as the pink haired girl made her way towards him where he was lying half naked on the bed. The feather light fabric of a white silk robe slid off the girl's soft creamy white skin and landed on the floor behind her. Placing her small hands on his naked chest; she pushed him lightly onto his back – straddling his hips in the process. Her pink locks caressed his heated cheeks as she leant down closer to his face – softly pressing her lips onto his.
His hands moved lazily over her naked back; his fingertips tracing her spine softly, making her moan quietly onto his lips.
Small hands slid through his long black hair, lightly pulling his head to his left. Plump lips sucked the revealed skin on his neck, forcing a surprised gasp to escape his lips.
"Sakura," He whispered barely audible as his hands found their way to her neck. Pulling her closer to his face he kissed her hungrily on the lips. The tip of his tongue pushed lightly on her lower lip – asking for entrance which she gave him with a content sigh.
Grinding her sex over his crotch, she heard him moan excitedly. His hands moved down her shoulders to the small of her back where they held her in place as he thrust his hips upwards, letting her feel the hard and waiting flesh in between his legs.
He pushed her off of him onto the bed and found himself placed in between her welcoming thighs. His member twitched with excitement as his eyes took in the naked body underneath him. Her big emerald eyes twinkled like the diamonds they were as they looked up into his onyx coloured ones. Her pink lips pouted slightly as she waited for him to kiss her again. Her petite hands slid up his muscular arms until they reached his shoulders where strands of his hair awaited her touch.
She ran her fingers through his hair, surprised over the silky feeling it had. She pulled him closer and felt his hot breath hitting her clamp skin, making her arch her back in need of more body contact.
His lips found hers again. His teeth nibbled softly on the plump flesh as she moaned. Sliding his tongue down her chin and neck; her paused to look at her angelic face before continuing the exploration of her body.
One hard nipple got sucked into his warm mouth. He slid his tongue over the rosy bud, earning another moan from the girl beneath him. Two fingers pinched the other one and as he gave butterfly kisses in between the girl's breasts, down her flat stomach until he reached her private place. Glancing up at the girl, he ran his tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves.
A satisfied gasp escaped Sakura's lips as she felt Itachi's smooth tongue massaging the most private and sensitive part of her body. She felt his hands slide over her legs and thighs before they pushed them further apart to give him more access. He dipped his tongue into her waiting hole and flicked it around rather fast – making Sakura throw her head back onto the mattress while she dug her fingers into the soft sheets.
"It-Itachi," She gasped as he went back to her clit. He kissed it softly before kissing his way up her stomach and chest until he reached her face.
Panting, she pulled him closer and kissed his lips hungrily while she felt him positioning himself by her opening.
He pulled away from her hungry lips and took a firm, yet gentle grip of her hips and slowly thrust his member into her waiting body. The moan which escaped her lips made him almost loose control. He loved it. He loved hearing her moan his name. He loved the way her body felt around his throbbing length. He loved watching as her face switched from surprised and excited to one full of pleasure. He loved… making love… to her
Leaning over her sweaty body, he pressed his lips onto hers again and felt her tug painfully hard on his hair. Increasing his speed, he felt her nails dig hard into his shoulders as she moaned his name. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she muttered a silent; "Get off,"
Furrowing his brows in confusion he looked down at her and heard a crash coming from his side. He turned his head towards the sound and saw no-other than…
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"Deidara?"
"Sorry Itachi-san, I didn't know you were back already. I see you're busy, sorry I disturbed, yeah?" The blonde said hurriedly as he quickly gathered the shattered pieces of a plate along with a broken glass and a spoon and placed them on a tray before leaving the room in a rush.
Itachi blinked twice. 'That was odd,' He thought and were about to lay down when he suddenly got a fist in his face.
"Will you get off now you pervert!?"
Gazing down he saw the pink haired kunoichi lying beneath him. Her emerald eyes shone with anger as she stared up into his almost black ones. Blinking again he rolled off of her, noticing to his horror that he was hard. Painfully hard. And he had tried to…
"What the hell were you doing?" She yelled. "You, you, you…" She ended that sentence with a growl and were about to hit him again, but he grabbed her wrist and pinned her to the mattress instead.
"Get off!"
"Calm down," He said in a low voice, surprised at what he had dreamt during the night. He hadn't had a dream like that in a long time. Hell, he couldn't remember if he had ever had a dream like that. It had seemed so…
"Let go," She commanded sourly and tried to break free from his grip.
Suppressing a sigh, he let go of her and rolled onto his side of the bed again.
"I hate you," He heard her mutter before she got off the bed and headed for the bathroom. Seconds later he heard the shower running. Glancing down at his erect member, he decided he should take a shower too and maybe get rid of some tension.
Deidara entered the kitchen with the broken porcelain and placed it on the table. Sasori looked at him quizzically.
"What happened?" The puppet-master asked and watched as a deep blush crept over the blonde's cheeks.
"Nothing, yeah,"
Raising an eyebrow he said a simple; "Oh?"
Deidara ignored the curious stares from his team-mate and grabbed a new cup – pouring some tea in it and sat down by the table. Sasori shrugged it off and continued to fix the puppet Deidara had 'ruined' the day before.
Kisame entered the kitchen a few minutes later. He placed Samehada against the wall and waved a good morning to his comrades before taking a seat by the table as well.
"You're back early," Sasori muttered and received another wave from the shark-man. Glancing at Deidara he thought back on the expression he'd worn when he entered he kitchen. 'Guess he ruined something earlier,' He thought amusedly.
