disclaimer: no.

notes: beds are the best hair stylist.

dedication: to Adorkable Oreos again, who gives amazing reviews and prompts. also, to the general girl's drabble anthology, The Only Exception. real writing there.

prompt: midnight snack

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11. Milk and Cookies

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The bed dipped as Sasuke carefully slipped in. Once settled, he slowly draped an arm across the waist of his wife, intent on pulling her against his chest. But he was stopped when the body turned to face him instead.

"Where were you?" Sakura murmured, half-lidded eyes shining against the darkness of the room.

"Kitchen. I was… hungry." 'And I couldn't sleep' his mind added. He finally pulled her against him, their chests meeting. He closed his eyes, determined to get a good night's sleep.

But Sakura's staring prevented him from doing so.

"What?" He deadpanned, peeking an eye at her.

"Sasuke-kun, you know how you're already 24 years old, a married man, and an ANBU captain?"

Sasuke's eyebrows furrowed not knowing what she was getting at.

Sakura giggled then looked fondly at him. She closed the gap between their faces until their noses touched and whispered, "You still have milk and cookie crumbs here." She licked the corner of his mouth, "And here" then the upper side of his lips, Sasuke's eyes widening at her action.

Sasuke scowled as Sakura pulled away and giggled once more.

"Well if you're so hungry, why don't I provide you with something… tastier." Sakura straddled him and began kissing his jaw, her fingers already dancing under his shirt and over his abdomen.

Sasuke groaned. Now he really won't get any sleep.

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notes: ooh, kinky. thanks for the comments last time! and don't worry xHeartofBlazexX and xxxxUnKNoUnxxxx, i've no plans on abandoning this.

also, im running out of prompts. go on, tell me what you want and as always review, flame, criticize.