title: 7:31
prompt: SASUSAKU MONTH ON LJ! 2012
rating: T-M

summary: o20: It's been two years since Sasuke left for school. Now that he's back, Sakura can't wait to welcome him home.

REVISED 6.30.14

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Anticipation

Sakura waited at the airport eagerly, bouncing up and down on her heels. She tried to stifle her surprise, but occasionally she let an unexpected giggle or a big smile break out.

Several people turned to look at her with a confused look, wondering what this girl was drugged on or who she was excited to see.

She prepared everything for his arrival—a nice dinner at home, a romantic talk about how his study abroad was, and then to the bedroom.

Looking out the window, she saw that a plane was landing, and couldn't hold her excitement. She began to squeal and press her nose up against the window, trying to spot Sasuke through the many windows of the plane.

The wait seemed like forever, although it was only a few minutes. Pretty soon, people came out, some of them greeted by family members while others just went on their way.

Soon, she saw the familiar spike of black hair appear. Cutting past the line, she jumped into Sasuke's arms as he caught her, stumbling from the sudden hug.

"Whoa, Sakura," he said, catching her. "Be careful. You could have hurt us both."

She kissed him all over his face. "I don't care," she said. "I missed you so much." She wrapped her arms around him tighter and pulled him closer to her.

He tightened his own grip on her. "I missed you, too," he said before kissing her back.

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"Wow," he said, entering her apartment after not having been there for two years. "You've still managed to keep it clean," he added, smirking.

"Hey!" she said, slapping him playfully. "I try!"

"I know."

She took out her premade food from the refrigerator and warmed it up. "I made your favorite," she said. "Sorry if it's not that great. I've been a little rusty," she said sheepishly.

He kissed her forehead. "It's going to taste wonderful. Thank you," he said softly. He helped her move the dishes to the table as they sat on opposite sides. "Itadakimasu," they prayed in unison.

He took a bite and smiled at her. "It still tastes as good as ever."

She blushed, looking down at her plate. "You're just saying that."

"No, I'm not." Sasuke reached over to take her hand in his. "It's good. Truly."

Sakura grinned. "Thank you." They continued to eat, making small talk about his study abroad in China, and Sasuke went on eagerly to tell her how beautiful the scenery was and how great the food tasted.

"Did you meet any pretty girls there?" Sakura asked, a little jealous.

"Yes," he admitted. "But none of them as beautiful as you."

"Stop it, Sasuke-kun!" she said, embarrassed by his cheesiness. "You know that's a lie!"

"I'm not lying!" he laughed as he crawled across the table to bring Sakura into his arms. She felt safe in his chest and snuggled into him.

"You're the only one who would catch my eye anyway," he murmured into her hair. "I love you."

She looked up at him with excited eyes. "I love you, too."

Sakura saw his eyes flicker to her bedroom, and then back at her. She blushed a deep red, and he said, "Not if you don't want to."

"I-I do," she said. "I want it."

He lifted her off the ground, causing her to yelp in surprise. "Hold on," he said. He made his way through the short hallway and had Sakura turn the doorknob. Smelling the familiar scent of his girlfriend in the room, he took a deep inhalation and then dropped Sakura onto her bed.

"Ouch! Sasuke-kun!" she said.

He didn't say anything. She saw that his eyes were filled with desire and passion, and he loomed over her, pinning her to the bed.

"Every night I had your picture next to my bed and I would look at it and wonder what you were doing," he whispered, kissing her jaw. "I wondered if you missed me as much as I missed you, and if you still wanted me the way I want you."

"Of course," she said, stroking his cheek. "That's not even a question."

He smirked before pressing his lips to the top of her breasts. She moaned as she tugged his shirt off, feeling his smooth skin underneath her fingers and his toned stomach.

"You still…have those abs even from eating all that good Chinese food," she whispered.

"Yeah," he smirked. "I try."

He tugged off her shorts and underwear and pressed his fingers to her core, making her jolt. She was wet, and waiting for him to eagerly penetrate her.

"I'm sorry," he said, taking off his own pants and thrusting into her roughly. "Tonight…" he groaned. "I can't hold back. I've waited too long."

"I-It's okay," she stuttered as she tried to become accustomed to him again. She put her hands on his shoulders as he moved in her. "I've been anticipating this for a long time."

He took her thighs and spread them farther apart. With each thrust, she cried out, and he kissed her softly to try and ease the pain.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"No," she said. "Not anymore."

He moved in her faster and faster until she screamed. He felt her spill all over him, and he took himself out, stickiness enveloping both of them.

Sasuke saw that she was panting heavily, her breasts heaving up and down. He rested his head on her chest and she stroked his sweaty hair.

"Sasuke-kun," she said softly, lifting his head so that she could smile at him. "Welcome home."

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