Chapter 20
Beep.
A phone was placed back in its owner's pocket.
"Na-kun. Why did you tell him that? It was only some amateur physician's aphrodisiac. It wouldn't hurt much if he just forces himself to sleep or do something productive that would get his mind … unless …Gasp!" Her eyebrow rose at the sly man, sneaky sneaky.
"I'm only doing him a favor. Those two seemed to be troubled earlier." Smirking. Shikamaru hauntingly put his hand in his pocket. The other tightened around his girlfriend's shoulder.
"Oh come on. You already did him a favor when you beat the light out of that freak. But saying that it was a drug. Then the need of tying…locking. Freaking him like that." Ino squinted her face and continued her paced with him through the night street of Konoha's downtown. "You're gonna put Sakura-chan in a tight situation."
"Huh? How so? Those two probably hitting off right now. I'm just helping to heighten the experience."
"Oh. You tactless head, they haven't done anything! She's still … " Shrugging his hand off her shoulder. Ino turned around looking at Shikamaru with a 'believe it' expression.
"Haahaa. That's a funny joke Hun." He let out a heartily laugh. "For them to live together? He probably jumps the girl a couple hundred of times a day already."
"No. Really." Pulling his collar down, she whispered to him. "He almost did. Sakura told me he almost, but surprisingly stopped in time. And that's why things got awkward from then for them." Ino released him, to face a disbelieve man. "Why in the world do you think I had to use my awesome match-making skill today?"
"I thought you just want to play around again in that private room." He cocked an eyebrow at her, knowing his woman too well.
"Well… Like I said. One stone hit two birds." She winked at him. "Oh…She probably going to freak out seeing him like that."
They resumed their stride under the calm night sky of the brightly lit busy traffic street.
"Gah. I just hope Uchiha have enough control to calm his urge. Oh poor Sakura-chan." Holding tight to Shikamaru's arm, she nagged all the way. Then, "Oh. I know!" She popped up an idea. "Let's call them again. I'll tell Sakura not to…" Whipping her cell out, but only to be stopped by a familiar manly hand. "Huh?" Blue eyes looked up.
"Let's not."
"…..ah?"
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Click…
As the door slowly creep open, obsidian eyes cringed at the invading brightness from the hallway light. It shined through his shadows surrounding. Wrapping him in its warmth and pulled him away from the darkness.
Then there she was.
The Angel.
She kneeled there with her hands clutching her heart. Eyes shimmered from the tears readied to overflow. Green orbs widened at the sight of him. Her appearance glowed in front of his very eyes.
"I'm sorry Sakura." That was what all he muttered to say as his hand reach out pulling her into him, into in his embrace.
"Don't say that." She forgave him from isolating her, not letting her ease his pain.
His skin heated as he felt her lips moved against his neck. It was hot, steaming hot. The temperature in the room tripled at her touch. "Har." Harshly, he breathed out as he kept his hold on her waist.
Sakura lay still against his loosely covered chest. Draping her arms around his neck, she hugged him frivolously. Hoping it would somehow ease his pain. Showering him with her chariness was the only way she knew.
"Sakura." Calling out her name as he rested his head on her slender shoulder, Sasuke struggled to keep his mind stable, forcing down his urge. "Why didn't you do as I said?"
Tiny fingers played with the neck hair, running her fingers up his scalp. "I can't. You dummy." Her head leaned on the side to touch his. "How I can leave you alone like this? Do you have any idea how I felt when you locked me out like that? It's painful to know you're hurting and it's because of me. It's more agonizing when I can't do anything to help you."
Keeping her hand to fondle with his hair, the other massaged his upper back.
Sasuke still couldn't believe it. It seemed to be like a dream for him. What did he do to deserve her? He wasn't worth it. She was beyond his grasp. But there she was in his arms, melting into him.
Hands fisted as he held her back. His forehead cringed as images of what he could do—wanted to do to her, dominated his mind. But he couldn't. Even when his body was crying out in pain, he wouldn't give in to his body's demanding pleasure.
'It's alright.' Being able to hug her like this was enough.
He didn't need to undress her. Nor would he want to lavish her with his kisses. Tickling her sweet tongue with his was uncalled for. It wasn't necessary to caressing her soft mounds, flicking her rosy nipples. Feeling her, hearing her moan and scream his name, tasting her, rocking his body agai-'fuck.'
This was definitely not helping. Not one bit.
[…]
Lying lazily between his bent knees, Sakura didn't know what else to do other than holding him tight. He seemed more calming now. Well that was what she thought. In truth, Sasuke was stiffened, unmoved from his spot. Afraid of any movements between them that would cause the devilish friction, forcing him to lose his control.
The two stayed there and used the door as their support to lean against their frame.
"Sasuke-kun." Feeling a bit flustered from the silent, strangeness stirring her body. "How are you feeling now?" Backing away, she cupped his face. His half-lids were looking at her. "!" Alarmed by his expression, she shook his shoulders."Sasuke-kun!"
Hardly a response came from the man.
"Oh…" Feeling mortified since she did not notice his condition earlier.
Sasuke was sweating hard. His cheek flustered red. Body emitted boiling temperature. All this time she thought it was her temperature that sweltered. It was worst than the time he got a fever.
"Please hang on." She cried out as she struggled to help him on the bed. 'So heavy.'It was hard to drag him across the room. "Offp." Successfully, she dropped the heavy weight man on the bed. Sakura settled beside him to rest, catching her breath. Propping her arms straight up, Sakura stared down at the semi-unconscious man. His face was cringing at the disturbing sensation controlling his senses. The table seemed to turn this time.
The famous Uchiha was vulnerable under her disposal. Lying there helplessly, his arms flimsy by his sides and legs were hanging loosely off the bed. His shirt messily opened, letting the girl caught a skimpy sight of his hard, chisel chest.
"H-har …" Letting out a harsh breath, Sasuke stirred around trying to get comfortable.
Green emeralds moved her orbs to his face. She was transfixed to his parted lips, appeared to be mumbling in-cohesive words. Gulp. His chest heaved out as he swallowed hard. The Adam's apple of his neck move freakishly in attempt to moist his dried inner throat. Blink. She didn't take her eyes off of him. Seeing him like this was a completely new perspective.
"Urh…" Sasuke groaned as his hands moved to grip his shirt. He was pulling on the annoying tie that had been choking him. Faintly, he tugged it free and hoped to find a way to relinquish the burning heat. His body tingled at the feeling of a tiny hand rested on his forehead. Slowly he lifted the dreary eyelids to look at the face of an Angle hovering above his.
Pouting her mouth, her face puzzled.
Touch. "!" Sakura body jolted at the feeling of his hand weighting down her hand on his forehead.
"Sa. Ku. Ra." Struggling through each syllable, he brought her attention back to him. His other hand reached out to pull her down. Losing her balance, Sakura landed on his chest.
She didn't want to crush his lung so she tried to get away. "Oh!" But only to be kept still by the heavy arm over her back. "Sasuke-kun. You're really warm. Let me get you towel to cool down and some water."
"Don't." He gripped her hand, bringing it down to his cheek. "Stay." Each breath blew tauntingly into her ear, tickling her skin.
She was as flustered as he was. Blushed a crimson red, she moved her face to meet his. Their noses were touching. Lips almost…But the feel of his burning skin alarmed her.
"No. Really. I have to." Frantically pushing her way up, throwing his arms away. Sakura hurriedly get off the bed to skittle her way out. Sasuke was left on the bed, cursing his mind out. "I'll be right back."
Obsidian rather wished she stayed out there.
'Damn it.'If this continued, he wouldn't know how much he could hold. Just keeping her in his arms wasn't enough. It failed at fooling his hungry needs. But he didn't want it to be that way. Not when he was under the affect of this dreaded drug, they finally almost … Argh. It was so close. He could feel it.
Then this had to happen.
He didn't want to replay the deed he had regrettably done. His mind clenched tight from the disturbing images flashing his mind. Slowly getting up to pull his aching body further on the bed, he agonizingly bent over. His hands reached down to pull off his socks. Carelessly, he kicked it down on the rugged floor. Next was the buckle of his belt but…'Hmm…' Smirking a devilish grin, he lay comfortably back on the bed with his head rested upon the fluffed pillow.
Waiting.
Maybe being like this … wasn't bad. His drugged mind had overtaken his mentality.
[…]
'Ice. Ice. Ice.'
Feminine hands swirled the ice into metal bowl.
'Water. Water. Water.'
Franticly, Sakura swing her hands around to let the water freed from her fingers. Chest was heaving up and down, trying to clear her mind.
Hand slid down to play with the hem of her dress.
'What was I thinking?'
'Did I …?'
'Do I?'
'He's ill right now.'
'I shouldn't be …'
'Gah. This is so … argh!'Pulling her hair out.
Sigh.
Placing an ice bottle on the tray, along with the metal bowl, Sakura reached into one of the cabinet to pull out a few new towels, then throwing them in between.
"Hopefully this will cool him down."
[…]
"Sasuke-kun?"
His body jerked at her soft voice, echoed through the wall from the bright hallway. Staying down, his inner churned uncomfortably at the anticipation. Hearing the clanging sound when Sakura settled the tray, he tried his hardest to lock down his urge from pouncing the girl, immediately.
The bed shifted with her weight.
'Cold.' The freezing feeling pierced through his skin as she placed the cold towel on his temple. Icy but cooling, it somewhat eased the heat thrashing within him. Slowly uncovered his eyes, he opened them to look into a pair of worried emeralds. Guilt panged his heart again as the previous thoughts were pushed back inside. He forced let his mind to stay strong to control his action. How could he be thinking of those 'thing' when she was worried sick about him?
"Are you feeling better?" Picking up the towel, she moved it about his face. Letting the chill frosted his skin.
"Uhh…" Grunting in agreement.
Gulp. He swallowed hard again as he felt the towel slid down his throat, around his neck.
'Damn.'This was more arousing than what his had in mind.
"?" Emerald narrowed to see the shirt as an obstruction. Slowly, she unbuttoned the final buttons of his shirt and removed the strangled tie. Helping him from the confining material and allowing the cold towel soaked up the burning bead of sweats.
Obsidian shot opened as he felt the girl caressing his skin, innocently yet so tempting. Glancing at the bobbing pinkness as she moved about clumsily, shyly, he predicted her face to be as red as a ripe tomato. And he wasn't wrong.
Poor Sakura, this was definitely not the same as the time she was treating his fever. How she was able even changed his clothe that night was purely a miracle.
It was nothing then, but now, it was absolutely different. Being this close had caused her face to flush. Touching, even with the help of the towel was unbearable to her. Her eyes followed the bead of water running down his skin. Smearing it down his torso, his rapid heart beating the same rate as hers was pounding against her palm. Her hand innocently brushed over his nipple. Tingling his nerves.
'F-fuck.' He sucked in, tightened his stomach as her mischievous towel moved down his abdomen. Down further near his …
Leaning her body up, Sakura looked into the half lid eyes of Sasuke as he was in dazed. His conscious hovered with the clouds. Loving the attention, he was getting.
Sasuke turned his head side way to look at her when she nudged his shoulder. Meeting her with his lust covered orbs. Seeing the girl, cheek flushed red, trying to tell him something.
"Do you want …" Blush. "h-help…with-h…" Blush redder. "Uh … or will i-it be fine lik-ke t-this." Distracting her gaze elsewhere as her hand tapped on his belt buckle.
Chuckle.
She pouted. "What are you laughing about?!"
His hand found her cheek. "Sakura. When will you stop… acting this naive?" He couldn't let this go on. Perhaps teasing her would amuse his troubled mind and make him forget.
Push.
His hands gripped her shoulders, pulling her down to the other side of him. Climbing on top, he trapped her within his limps. Hunching down, his head rested on her to let her feel the burning temperature.
"Sas-suke-kun…?" Emerald widened.
Nuzzling his nose behind her ear and down her neck, he inhaled the exotic scent. So turned on by the impression of her fidgeting underneath him, he was aroused.
"Sakura." He raggedly whispered in to her. "I'll give you five seconds to escape."
"?"
Kissing her neck.
Emerald slowly hazed.
"One" Nibbling her bare shoulder.
"Ahh…" She let out a cloudy moan.
"Two" His hand tickled her side causing her to hoist her chest upward and mesh her chest against his.
"Sas…" Feeling strange as his broad hand propped her back. Pressing her chest into his uncovered hardened muscular torso, her fingers clawed his neck.
"Five" His other arm stayed straight, supporting his body on his knees. Letting the girl hanged on to him.
"W-wait." Feeling his lips moved further back, behind her neck. Her hand slightly pushed against his chest but shyly at the feeling of his nakedness. It was no avail. His hand already settled on her back. Keeping her clung on to him.
"Too late." Sasuke gave her a teasing lick on the back of her neck. Biting on to the secured tied bow, he tugged the fabric freed from her neck.
"Cheater!" She hushed a protest yelp as she pulled her shoulders in shiver. Denying the electrifying bolt ran her spine.
Releasing the girl and let her fall flat on the bed, he cocked an eyebrow at her. Mischievously, snickering as the girl tried to yank the fabric from his teeth. The other hand came up to keep her halter dress collar from slipping off.
"Sa-sasuke-kun. Let-t go." Afraid of hurting his jaw as well as tearing the dress, Sakura helplessly stopped pulling. Giving up, she kept her hands still at her neck. Not letting him see what was hiding underneath.
"Hn." Releasing, he let the soft fabric fell softy back.
"Stop playing around when you're not feeling well." She pushed harder on his shoulder now, still with the other hand keeping the collar glued to her skin.
Dropping to the side, Sasuke freed her from his entrapped limps. Lying down, a bit upsetting when she didn't receive his certain intending signal. Or did she? That smoggy look in her emeralds was surely visible. Even when she was trying to keep it in, the throaty moans betrayed her.
"Your body is burning right now. Don't force yourself to move around like that." Sitting up, turning her bare back to him, and she didn't want to meet his gaze. Sakura retied her halter neck.
Obsidian eyes followed her movement. Eyes lined her back. Smooth skin, soft. Leaning on the side with one arm propping under his head, the other…
Touch.
"!" Sakura arched her back straight. Jumped as she felt his hand ran down her back, tracing her spine with his fingers.
Then he turned his hand to run it back up with his knuckles. Second attempt, he was working his seducing act.
"Sakura." As his voice luring her, his fingers were drawing circles on her lower back. Smirking as he felt her hitching a breath and fingers were gripping the comforter.
"You know? I like this dress you're wearing." Hooking his fingers into the bottom band of her dress, he felt the dimples of her hipbone. Tickling the patch of skin above her buttock, the softness of her skin melted his touch.
"S-stop. Don't" Sakura reached behind to stop his hand from digging further.
"Why?" He flatly asked her. Taking her hand, thumb grazed the sharp edges from the ring on her finger.
"…"
"Hn?" Grinning. Tugging her palm for a response.
"Be-because you're ill." She tried to hide her shivering voice.
"No. I'm not."
"Yes! You're burning."
Getting a bit annoyed. "It's your fault Sakura."
She turned around to face him. Fuming at his comeback, "I know. It's because of me. That's why you're drugged. But I'm trying my best to help you feel better."
"No. This is not helping. I'm not feeling a bit better at all. I'm feeling worst. While you flaunt around in front of me, in that dress. Touching me with those hands of yours. Damn it Sakura. I'm getting really frustrated from being aroused. Andyou're the reason why!"
"How…?" Puzzled face searched his maddened expression.
"Stop acting like you have no idea what's going on Sakura." Sitting up, leaning on the bed board as support.
"I-I…" Stuttering, she lowered her eyes.
This girl, making him talk more tonight then all the other years combined just to explain this simple need.
Irritated, "I want this." Pulling her to him, his other hand went to cup her neck, pulled it up, and crash her lips to his.
"Mmhh…" Needy kiss poured all his pent up aggravation through his lips. Prying her mouth opened as he traced her teeth with his tongue. Frenziedly he was licking her tongue along side with his, pulling it out to play.
Kiss...
"I tried teasing you."
Sucking. Pulling.
"Seducing you."
Forcing his tongue deeper to explore the delicious taste.
"hmm … mmmhm …" Sakura was weak by the kiss. And he knew it.
"I was afraid...I waited for your permission. But I couldn't anymore...because I know."
Speechless, Sakura arched her back, facing the ceiling as the mannish lips kissed his way about her jaw to the neck, up behind the ear.
"You want this too Sakura. I know." Teasingly skid his teeth down the nape of her neck. "I can feel it. You want it as much as I."
"But…" Pushing lightly.
"No buts." Narrowed his eyes at her, "Stop refusing." Pulling her closer, he slithered his hands down her waist to palm her bottoms. He slid both her legs to embrace his hip, allowing their cores to touch in the most cherished contact. "You said Angels don't lie." He leaned further in, tickling their noses. "You're lying to yourself right now."
"Sa-suke…kun." Whining, squirming from the peculiar feeling running up her abdomen, jabbing against her. "This is … wie…rd" Lowering her head against his chin. Pushing her hands from his hips, she was trying to get away from …
Smirking at the girl, he enjoyed her struggle. Knowing well how much of his noticeable throbbing lust was felt by her, poking with that suggestive desire.
"No. It's not. You should be used to it now." Referring to the number of times she had come in contact with 'it'.
BLUSH.
"Am I wrong?" Chuckling at the range of color burned brightly from the semi-darkness of the room.
"…" Stopped her fidgeting, head kept low hid the blushing cheeks.
"Sooo…" Teasingly, he cocked his head. Lowering, leveling his lips with hers. Fingers tickled her thighs and played with the dress hem, pushing it up.
Kiss. He planted a light tap on her lips, luring her.
Kiss. Then he pulled back. She followed.
Kiss. But it only made him pulled further back. Frustratingly, she reached up to close their gap, wanting his lips. All of it.
Deepened the kiss but then pulled back when she leaned in trying to enjoy their passion. Maybe he did like this game of catch, but only when with her.
"Mmmh." Getting roused, her face cringed. Eyebrows burrowed. Sakura swung her arms around his neck, using all her strength to pull him in. Refusing to let him backed away from her again.
That was all he need. That spark. That acquiescence.
Tumble
Two bodies meshed together. Heat ignited the fire within them. Shoving the feminine body flat on the soft mattress, he climbed on top to maintain their proximate contact, not allowing a single breathing space. Chuckling into his kiss, Sasuke was purely amused by Sakura's action. Tightly hold on to him. She weaved her fingers with his hair. It was a fire burning sensational kiss.
Continued to keep their slow lusting pace, both minds were cloudy by the feel of their tongues massaging each other's. Slender arms pulled Sasuke down to deepen the kiss. Spreading her legs further to let him nuzzled deeper into her.
His body floated. He felt weightless. Mind was unclear from the overwhelming consciousness hitting his nerves.
Could it be the adrenaline drug in his blood?
'No.'
"Mmh…" Pulling away from her.
"Hm?" Confusing by his action, she unwrapped her hands.
"I can't."
"What's wrong Sasuke-kun? Is something …"
"No. No…" His body propped up from crushing her small frame. "Sakura. Let's stop."
"?"
"I'm drugged. I probably can't control half of what I'm doing. Once we start … I can't hold back." Obsidian softened. "I-I don't want to … hurt you again." Diverting his eyes from her pure emeralds, his body shook as his wimpy arms were trying to prop him up to keep a distance from her.
"Sasuke-kun." Smile. Keeping her grip on his shirt, she lightly laughed, "If you want, I'll bite you again if I think you're going crazy."
"Sakura. You can't joke about something like that." Disapproving, his face was stern.
Pouting. "You shouldn't start it to begin with." Sticking out her little tongue.
Looking back, seeing the mischievous girl. Perchance, she was the drugged one. Speaking those words. Did she have any idea?
"Hn." 'Forget it.'Dipping his head down to capture her tongue again, they fiercely battled to get control.
'Sakura. You never fail to surprise me.'
Purposely, while the girl's was distracted, Sasuke skid his hand behind her neck to pull on the ribbon again. He slowly moved his hand to draw the halter neck down her chest and reveal her bare skin to the cold frosty air of the room, drafting through from the gap of their bodies.
Sweet soft twins, he had been waiting to get a hold of these globes. Addicting to touch, caress, taste…
He gave a squeeze. "Ahhh…" that earned him a hearty moan from the pink hair angel.
A bit disappointed from the confining garment hiding the raw flesh from his touch.Sasuke was truly annoyed, women and their variety of undergarments. Hand smoothing out the soft fabric he was looking for a way to remove the bra. There wasn't a hook or anything. Growling lightly in to the kiss. Frustrated, hooking his finger into the left cup, he abruptly pealed it from her skin.
"Ouch!"
Obsidians widened hearing her scream. He quickly pulled away.
"That hurts..." She slapped him on the shoulders.
"What? Where? Huh?" Panic, his eyes search the girl where her pain was from. Followed her hand, as he saw it recoiled to cover the patch of skin on left side of her breast and rubbed it to soothe the swelling.
"This is adhesive. Don't pull it off like that." Complaining as she examined her side.
'Ah… So that's how it comes off.'Leaning down, moving the unattached cup side way. Eying the line of stickiness on the rim of the bra's cup, he appologized, "I'm sorry. I didn't know." Grabbing her hand, he dug his face into her skin to heal her wound with his kisses in an instance.
Blush. It was hard to be angry with him for anything, even for the slightest moment.
"I didn't know how to remove it … I'll be gentler."
"You're lying." Popped up his head to face the girl, Sasuke cocked his eyebrow at her statement. "How would you not … if you have already done it to many wo-" Blushed. Quickly shut her mouth, realizing the word accidentally slipping from her during the moment.
Narrowing his eyes, he glared at the girl, who was nervously breathing.
"…" Slightly scared by his auras, she distracted her gaze past him and stared intently at the ceiling.
Sigh. Loosening his muscles, he slouch his shoulders. "Usually, women strip themselves without me moving a muscle." Cocking his head, squinting his eyes at the girl, interested in the way her body winced, hearing his assertion. "But that was the past." There he went again. This girl. All those past years that he kept his silence, he hardly uttered more than a few sentences beside his famous word, possibly the only word in his dictionary of communication. All that had changed now, all just because of her, just to explain to her, to this clueless girl. "Not anymore. Not when I have you." His voice velvety whispered to her. "Just you. No one else."
Emeralds glistered hearing those words. She looked deeply into his eyes.
"I will never look at any woman the way I look at you." Keeping her gaze, locking it, he trapped it. "I will never touch any woman the way I caress you." Hands tenderly ran up her sides. "I will definitely never allow my lips to touch anyone else beside yours." His lips brushed slyly by the pink parted lips.
Blink Blink. She was speechless, dumbfounded, staggered by his expressions, and touched by his genuine feeling. Too mesmerized by his sonnet, Sakura did not notice the lack of binding, now successfully removed from her without a slight detection.
"Sakura." Kissing her forehead, he nuzzled his nose to tickle her skin and pulled her back from the trance.
Blink. "Wow. Being a poet?" Giggling her cheerie laugh, she teased his newfound talent.
Offended by her childish comment, "Hn." Naughtily, he pinched her newly uncover flesh.
"Ah!" Finally realized her chest was bare under his ministration.
Smirking. Obsidians were amused and flicked the discarded bra off the bed.
"Eeek!" Her hands quickly pulled back to cover her chest.
Getting tired and annoyed at her reaction, he announced, "I can tell you how many moles you have on your body. Sakura." Bluntly informing the girl, "What's the point in covering these?" Grabbing both her wrists to uncover her chest, his eyes sparked from seeing her globes jingled by the action.
Letting him, Sakura shrugged to hide her neck, looking sideways. Her face was blushing red. "S-so-o!"
"Heh." Snorted, his head dug in the crook of her neck. His lips nibbled on the sensitive patch of skin. "I really can't get enough of you. Damn it." Their arms were flat on the bed with his on top to spread her arms wide. "You're killing me with your damn cuteness."
"Sasuke … kun … you really … are drugged." Breathing hard between the kissing, the licking, and the nipping, she teased, "You're so sweet all of a sudden." It was more than usual.
"… Sakura."
"?"
"Don't kill the moment."
"Hee."
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Cling.
Flipping her wavy brunette hair, "What happened to you?" Michelle swirled the glass of colorful liquor.
Bowing, "I'm terribly sorry. That lil bitch got off. Some guy with a duck butted hair interrupted me. And finished off the glass. Then … damn." Wincing from the pain. "I got in to a fight." Embarrassed, not wanting to tell her that he got beat up.
"Hm." Chestnut eyes narrowed, lifting the glass to pour it down her throat. Burning liquor sharpened her sense.
"That girl was lucky." Snorting. "She would be quite a taste. I was thinking of feeding her little amount at a time. To savor. Damn that body." Rubbing his chin, smirking as his perverted mind worked up the scene of him pleasuring her.
Clang.
Irritated. "If you like that little whore so much. Then you don't need this." Flashing a wad of cash then hide it. "Fucking that bitch should be enough."
Worried, nervously, he laughed. "Oh of course. She's nothing compares to you. A kid. While you. Fully bloom and still ..." Putting his hand over her shoulder, running it down her back.
She glared. "Get off." Pushing him away. "Hmp. You're useless. Can't even do a simple task." Throwing him the money, "This is the last time. Don't expect my call."
Greedily counting the money, his eyes sparkled at the increasing digits.
"If you dare to let anything slip, you're ending your flimsy worthless life. Don't forget that." She exited.
Gulp. The man looked after the retreating body. Oh well. At least he got the money, who would be dumb to stay around.
[…]
Click Click… Red heels echoed the empty parking lot. Hand pressed on the button of her car's controller.
Beep Beep.
"Some guy with a duck butted hair interrupted me."
Gripping the handle, Michelle pulled the door wide and settled herself inside the driver's seat.
'Uchiha. Sasuke.'
The engine started.
'Tenshi. Sakura.'
Her face snarled in disgust remembering the image of the pinked seated at the bar. Vulnerable prey. Michelle would grab any chance to further soil the girl.
…
Push. Push.
"Yes. Yes! Ah. Faster."
Shaking moan escaped the man as the woman sitting on top was pleasuring him.
Bobbing herself up and down his shaft.
The two bodies heatedly indulging themselves in the act.
"Har. Har." Harsh intake of breath. "Har. "
Heavily breathing, the woman kept on the lusting movement.
Trying to pour out her frustration.
Then.
Pink flashed her eyes through the glass window of the V.I.P room.
'Huh? What's the pink bitch doing here?'
"Hm." Red lips thinned. Smirking.
Push. Pull.
"Hey." She whispered to her toy.
"Y-yes…"
"I have a reward for you."
Push. Pull. Push.
"Look. See that pinkette down there by the center bar."
The man tried his best to turn around. His hazy eyes widened to focus on the bared back beauty.
Pull. Push. Pull. Push.
"I don't like her."
"Ahahh…" Nodding his head as she whispered to him.
Push.
"Ah!"
Feeling her wall closed around him, tightened his member. Her body shook on top.
Fully released, over flowing.
"Har. Har. Har." Slowly breathing, she was catching her breaths.
Calmly standing up, Michelle didn't care about the hot liquid leaking down her thigh.
"You know what to do."
Throwing him a white powder package.
Not caring to put back the black undergarment, she walked out.
…
Stepping on the gas pedal, she zoomed down the highway.
"Watch. Uchiha. Open your eyes wide and watch."
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Rustling, a roll, a turn, raven head couldn't lay still.
"Sasuke-kun."
"…"
"Stop moving." She was annoyed from the disruption beside her on the bed.
"Hn." Lying on his chest, he turned his head to face the annoyed sleepish body. The halter dress was uselessly discarded on the floor, along with the bra, the belt, the pants and the tie. Those articles were currently unneeded.
Cladding only in his dark boxer, his limps fully spread over the soft mattress. He placed his heavy arm on the lump underneath the cover, pulling the tiny body closer to him.
"Sasuke-kun…" Whining as she felt his hand pulling her across the soft surface. She was extremely tired.
Ignoring her protests, he continued to remove her from the comfort of the warm fluffy comforter. Slowly, the girl wearing his shirt revealed, fully covered her body with his scent. Inhaling, nuzzling his nose in to her neck, Sasuke settled them there to let the fused aroma filling his nostrils.
"Your temperature is normal. You don't seem to sweat much anymore. What's wrong now?" Sakura mumbled from her weariness.
"Nothing much." Cuddling deeper, strangely he just want to cuddle her.
Grabbing his hand, she whimpered, "Sasuke-kun. I'm sleepy." Not letting his hand climbed any further to her unclaimed region.
"Hn." Giving in, his hand rested on her bare thigh.
Too tired to skid it off, "Sleep," she told him.
"…" Damn, he was wide-awake. Even when the 'drug' seemed to dissipate from his system, his body couldn't rest. He knew his body was pressing hard on 'it'. 'Fuck...'Feeling ashamed and sorrowed for his throbbing need, it didn't get much from tonight again.
Mind stirred unrest. He towed his senses to focus on the soft snoring body. With the help from the hall's illuminating light partially lit up part of his room. Obsidians took in the way her face glow, pink tresses pooled around her face. Her plump chest rose lightly.
She looked so serene. Safe. Carelessness of the world. Its darkness, its hatred didn't seem to affect her.
Securely protected in a bubble, she had been untouched by the soiled truth of this desecrated world.
And she would be kept that way, he would make sure of it.
No one… would ever dared to touch his angel, contaminated her purity.
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Even him.
o-o-o-o-o
"Buhahahahaaa…" Ino's laugher ruptured throughout the café. "Oh Sakura. You're too cute." Her index finger wiped a tear from the corner of her eyes.
"Ino-chan." A bit embarrassed, Sakura hunched her shoulders together and clutched the hem of her pink dress.
"Hahaa… My tummy hurts." Calming her laughter. "Poor. Uchiha. He must be in great pain last night."
"Hm." Pouting her face, the pain she thought Ino meant was from the drug.
-"Here is your order."-A waitress walked by to place a couple plates of cake on the table.
"I can't believe you two. Especiallyyou." Picking up a fork. "Sakura. Sweetie. Any female in this 'world' would die to be in your shoes even for a minute."
"..." Her head lowered as she took a small bite of the cake on the silver fork. Blushing, her cheeks won't stop flushing.
"But I have to admit. You're quite something to tame that horny beast." Winked.
"I haven't… really done anything."
"Oh. You have no idea."
"…"
"Where is that Hinata? Is she still cuddling with that fox face?" Fingers quickly dialed her cell.
o-o-o-o-o
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Sounds of paper rustled. Wheels rolled around. The usual racket of the office continuously rang.
-"Here. Take this to department D."—
-"What's the net gross?"—
-"Yes. Mr. Tang. We will send you the package immediately."—
-"The shipping date. Get that. And the rate too."—
"Did Naruto call in, anyone knows?" Iruka asked as he walked through the office.
"Oh. Yes. Umino-san. Miss Hinata called just a moment ago to inform that he'll be off today. Apparently he caught a cold."
Cocking an eyebrow, he replied, "Really."
"Perhaps?" The woman shrugged her shoulders.
[…]
"Haven't seen you around the past few days." Tapping her nail on the desk, Tsunade sneered, "Been frolicking around on some girl's bed? Kakashi?"
"Correction. Women's bed. I'm not like the kid over there." He pointed toward a certain Uchiha's office room.
"Whatever." Tsunade leaned back to rest her body on the leather chair. "Any idea what going on with the Hyuuga?"
Lazily postured his body, Kakashi ran his hand through his silvered hair. "Apparently, behind the resort project. They have something else in mind. Partnering up with a certain branch of 'company' I think you would be interested in." Smirking.
Tsunade cocked her head with inquisitiveness plastered her expression.
[...]
Knock Knock.
The door slowly slid opened. "Yes? Uchiha-san?" The said man walked nervously further into the room. A newbie, he had been scared half-dead many times by this 'Kingly man'.
"What is this?" He indicated the folder on the desk.
Shakily, the poor subordinate picked it up. "Oh. This is the financial report of last month with the C. corps."
"Then what about this?" Sasuke turned his monitor around to show him a similar listing.
Realized, "I am terribly sorry. I printed the old file. But all the new changes had been made."
"That makes no difference if you printed me the wrong file." He growled.
"I-I…" Stuttering, he feared the very small existence of his life about to cease from this earth.
"You…" Finger pointed at him and was ready to explode his rage. Daisuo shook, readied himself, but the raven suddenly stopped at the noise outside his office.
-"Sakura-chan! You've come to visit again." –
-"Yes. And I've brought cakes. Please enjoy it everyone. You must have been working very hard."—
-"Oh thank you so much. Uchiha-san is in his office."-
"Don't make this same mistake again. Or you know what you should do next time." Calmly said from behind his desk, Sasuke kept his composure as the girl showed up in front of his office. Keeping his gaze focused as if not noticing her.
Utterly confused from the man's sudden change of attitude, he bowed his head. "Y-yes. Uchiha-san."
"Sasuke-kun. Oh! I'm sorry. Am I disrupting something?" Politely asked, she didn't dare to walk in.
"Oh no." Jumped at the girlie voice, Daisuo figured out the reason why the Uchiha man was being so nice. "We're done now. Miss. Um… Thank you for forgiving me. Uchiha-san." Quickly made his way out as the girl walked in, he closed the door behind him.
"Hee. Hi." Stupidly standing, smiling her cherries grin.
Acting, he covered the silent bliss. "Hn. When did you get here?" Cocking his eyes brow at the girl from seeing her holding something behind her back, his expression stayed stolid.
"Ino-chan dropped me off here before leaving to check something for her show." She walked closer to his desk.
"Hn." Circling his pen in his hand, his head cocked to the side slightly, "What you got there?" referring to what she was hiding.
Holding it out to him, a small white box shoved forward, "Hee. Cake.".
'Knew it.'His eyes twitched seeing the little pretty decorative sponge cake.
"Forgive me for not waking up early this morning?" Cutely brightened up, Sakura cheekly smiled.
"Hn." 'Idiot. I'm not getting mad over something that frivolous.'
"Hm?" A pout, she walked closer.
"You know I hate cake. Are you intending to replace my lunch with this?" Cocking his eyebrow, weird, Sasuke felt weird.
"I know. This is mine. I placed your lunch with Taki. I asked him to heat it up."
"Hn."
"It's near lunch time. Take a rest. Don't over work yourself too much. Last night-" "Don't. Sakura. Don't mention what happened last night. Ever to anyone." He looked up from the papers at the girl, seated, happily eating the cake in front on him.
"Oh." Lowering her head, Sakura kept biting on the tiny plastic fork.
Sigh. She told Ino. He knew it.
"Just give me a minute. I need to finish reviewing this."
o-o-o
Returning from the copy room to the empty office, Ami noticed that everyone had clear off due to lunchtime. Dark lashed lowered, and glared at the piece of cake on her desk.
"Hmp." Walking over, she flipped the cake straight into the trashcan. Straightened her back, she glared a hole through a certain door. Disgust filled her emotion. Lips quivered. She cursed under her breath.
"You just wasted a perfectly good piece of cake." Ami flipped her head around to come in face with Tsubaki.
"Nothing's good from that." Scoffed, she bent to retrieve her purse.
Leaning near, Tsubaki agreed. "Yea. You do need to watch for calories. That lil piece does pack a lot."
"Huh?" Unbelievable, she was stunned by his word.
"ahaa… I kid. I kid."
"Hmp. You're a pain in the ass." She stormed off.
o-o-o
"Sa-sa…ooh…sa...suke…" Gripping his hair tight. "Kun-n."
"Hn." Lick.
"No-o. Eat your … ah … lunch-ch." Squirming around.
"I am." Suck.
"H-eey… st-top."
Satisfied with the mark on her neck, he released the girl.
"Har." Quickly skid of his thighs, Sakura calmly recollected her normal breathing rate.
"Hn." Face smirking, he leaned back to look at the girl.
Tiny hand came up to brushed against her neck. Feeling the trail of wetness left behind by him. "Wah!" Knowing well, there was a big red puffy mark on her skin.
"What?" He glanced over the flabbergasted girl.
"Meanie!" Playfully smacking his back, she beat on it with her fists. "Why did you do that for?"
"…"His body bent forward since he was receiving a 'beating' or rather a back-rub from the pounding.
"And on my neck too. Everyone is going see it." Slowly getting tired, scruffily, she flopped back down. Tucking her hand under the other elbow while she rubbed hard on the mark, hoping it would ease away.
Smirking, he turned around to lean in, whispering to her ear. "Then I should give you another one… here." Hand skipped toward the inner of her thigh.
Stiffened, Sakura took in a sharp breathe and looked to the side on the floor, blushing. "N-noo."
Continued to graze her soft thigh, he skid his nose down her neck, circling it around the darkened hickey.
"Sakura. You're mine. Everyone needs to know that." His other hand was wrapping around her waist. "We wouldn't want a rewind of what happened at the bar do we."
"B-but…"
"Are you trying to tell me you don't like this?" Licking lightly, sucking again on the same patch of skin to deepen the dark tone.
Soundlessly breathing a jagged line of breath, he hand held his face. The other gripped his collar. Her neck curved to give him further access.
"Thought so." Lips lightly made pleasing contact with her neck.
Just simple touches, simple kisses, all of these simple actions were enough to make her knees weak, shivered. Sakura body tingled. Small fire sparked everywhere he made contact with her. Blissfulness ran her spine.
Dark hazed emerald opened, seeing the man hovering over her. With the last few ounce of consciousness, she remembered.
Push.
"?" Sasuke stopped his venture down her cleavage.
"Someone might-t walk in a-again."
"Don't worry I locked the door." Returning to his journey, he successfully pulled down her dress, letting it pool around her waist. Hand wasted no time to move under her curvy back to expertly unclasping the hook. Now, this was the kind he loved, not as much as the strapless one but at least he could remove it with ease.
Eyes darkened seeing her ample globes spilled from the loosening cups. Peeling the light pink garment off her arms carelessly, letting it piled on the floor. He wrapped her arms around his head as his lips latched on to the pink nip, hardened from their activity.
"Uhhuu…" She mewed a soft gratifying moan, edging him to continue.
Hungrily sucking as if he was a starving toddler, hands occupied itself by propping his body on its elbow while the other one slowly massaging, not neglecting neither sweets, circling it in same tempo as his tongue.
"Sa-su…" Jaggedly breathing as the sensation stirred her tummy, building up an immense pressure.
Switching, Sasuke quickened his strokes, madly sucking, pulling on her nipple. The girl was fanatical under him, tossing and turning as the feeling was overboard. Her legs wrapped around his waist, tightly hugging it whenever he made a harsh drag. Sliding up and down, friction sparked. Hanging, prodding her chest up, and stuffing his face deeper. Her head thrown all the way back as much as possible. Mouth openly parted to let the heated air worked her constricted lungs.
Emerald shot opened as a familiar yet indescribable feeling locked itself at her core wanting to release.
Just a little more, a tiny push over the edge, he detected the girl was at her limit. Feeling her legs pressed tighter on his hips. If only there wasn't any layer between their bareness skin.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
"!" Obsidian glancing at the annoying piece of wired plastic.
Thanks goodness for that. Now Sasuke can stop this … this … Why was it so hard for her to push him away? Irrepressible, her mind and body seemed to be in sync now. They refused to listen to her.
"Sasu…" Tugging on his hair, she pulled his head to face her, softly telling him, "The phone."
"Hn." Ignoring, he leaned in to give the kiss a chasted kiss burning with his lust.
Ring Ring Ring.
"HmmH…" She was moaning in dissent while his tongue dug deeper.
"Mmh… It's my lunch time. I don't need to answer it. Mmm…" Released only for second to let the girl catch her breath, he quickly closed in.
"Don't be … l-like that … hah … What if it's important?" She avoided his lips, slowly to catch her breath.
'...'She was right. He never let a call slips away. No matter how much he dreaded it. Ignoring the fact he had duties to fulfill was not an option. Gently releasing the girl, Sasuke stood, fixing his attire as he walked to his desk and leaned his body on the edge to pick up the phone.
"Hn." Sakura let out a small smile, amused at the way he answered the phone, that signature 'hn' of his. Emerald looked over at the broad manly back. The way he sat on the edge of his desk was unintentional, yet, very appealing. Regaining her strength, Sakura sat up. Hand snuggling, covering her erect buds, the other reached down to get her bra. Clumsily putting it back and hooked it behind her.
Not paying attention to Sasuke's conversation, she pulled back the straps of her dress, moving her legs for a better position. The wetness between her thighs lingered, but she ignored it to open the bento box.
Freshly made food, appetizing to the eyes as well as the stomach, a killer meal could swoon any man.
Click.
Long tired sigh, Sasuke burrow his brow.
Puzzled, Sakura looked at Sasuke as he walked back toward her. Lifting her arms, she handed him a pair of chopsticks.
"Don't worry about it Sakura." He took her kind offer but settling it on the table. "Just leave it there. Come. I'm taking you home now." His hand reached out to her.
Startled, "W-why?" But, nevertheless, she stood from his help.
"I have a meeting to attend later. It'll take a while. I might not be home until late tonight." Seeing her face cringed, eyes were glancing at the opened bento sections. "Don't worry. I'll finish it when I get back."
Sakura loosened. "Hm." Understanding, she bent over to stack the section back, not letting the air get to the food. Grabbing his hand, she smiled as he led her away.
o-o-o-o-o
Ding.
The grand glass and silver elevator door opened and revealed the couple hand in hand, as they walked out.
Whispers started, eyes secretively follow the pinked and the raven man. The girl glowed cheerfully as the man beside her had a content expression on his face. Eyes widened from the disbelieving expression on his face. His steps slowed for the girl.
The population in the main entrance suddenly felt a chill when a pair of obsidian glared back.
Scattered, they returned to their business.
[…]
"No. Sakura. Don't wait up for me. Go to sleep early tonight. You look fatigue."
"But…"
"No buts…" He tightened his grip on her hand. "Rest. You need it." Mischievously, he bent down to whisper in her ear, implying.
Blush. She learned quickly and understood his words. "Stop joking around." She pushed his face away.
Continuing their pace toward his car, Sakura slowly lifted her eyes to look at him. His stolid expression as he pulled her away, his confidence posture, charismatic features. That inexpressible churning feeling stirred within her again. 'What is it?' Her pulses beat rapidly.
'I guess Sasuke-kun is right. I do need some rest.' Pause 'But not for that.' Walking a bit faster along Sasuke, she ignored it.
Sasuke reached in his pocket for the keys as he spotted his car but a voice, someone pulled him back.
"Where are you going Sasuke?"
"!" Emerald puzzled when Sasuke suddenly hardened his hold, telling her not to turn around. Interested to know the owner of the gruffly voice, but she kept her body forward from Sasuke's request.
"Father." Sasuke calming voice made the girl jumped at the realization of the person behind them.
'Oh my. Oh My. Oh My. It's Sasuke's father. What to do? What to do?' Sakura shook, as she stood. Sasuke turned around in front of her and put his hand on her shoulder, letting the girl feel the protection from his embrace.
"I'm going home." Without a change in expression, he frankly informed his father. Who was standing with a line of bodyguards behind him.
Wrinkled eyes settled on the girl. Sakura stiffened, feeling the gaze. Slowly turning her body around, her head kept low and bowed to man to show him her respect.
"Hm." He silently asked 'Who is this?'
"Hn." Sasuke really wanted to answer with 'None of your business.' Luckily, the old man never gets his one word response. "This is Sakura."
Sakura bowed once more.
Cocking an eyebrow, keeping his blank gaze and rigid expression toward the girl, Fugaku stared her down, he appeared to care less of knowing her.
"Didn't you receive a call earlier about the board meeting?" His eyes narrowed.
"I did. But I need to take Sakura home."
The wrinkles on the man's face tightened. "I'll send her home for you. Go back inside; there are things we have to 'discuss'." Waving his hand to a few bodyguards, he turned around. Thinking the boy would just obediently followed.
"No."
"What?!" Confining his displeased, his voice was calm.
"I will come back afte-" "It's alright Sasuke-kun." Sasuke looked down at the girl.
"You should return to work. I'll be fine." Giving him her assuring smile, she then turned to Fugaku. "It was nice meeting you, Sir." She didn't get any response.
Contemplating, "Hn." He grunted in disapproving but her eyes told him to let it go. He led her toward the limo that had parked not too far behind his car. The chauffeur opened the door for the girl as they neared. "Call me when you get home." He ordered.
"I will. Please finish the lunch."
"Hn." He closed the door and turned to the Chauffeur. "Take her to my apartment."
"Yes." The man bowed in respect.
From afar, Fugaku, sneer his eyes to the right as a signal his secretary to tag along with the girl as well as something else that she was very familiar of. The woman in her mid thirty, black hair in a tight bun, bowing her head in understanding, walked over to the limo.
"Please not to worry, Uchiha-san. I'll see her home safely." Smiling with her overly powdered face, she met his nonchalantly gaze with her brown eyes.
"Hn." Ignoring the woman, he walked away. Hand tightened in his pocket, unsure of the decision. Letting his father walked ahead. Sasuke lingered behind to see the limo stride away, disappearing from the far corner.
'Sakura.'
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J-kiwi: Limes, LIMES everywhere! Time for next chappie.
PS. when did HIYA become a naruto/sasuke fic...wtf. what did I do? ...hmm...that gives me idea though...yaoi...hm...