I literally just finished writing a chapter for my other huge ongoing fanfiction, and to make up for the lack of Sasuke in there…well let's just say we're making up for that. (;
SIDE NOTE: the 'summary' for today's is absolutely ridiculous and I made myself laugh really hard
Title: The Body Electric
Summary: The power might've gone out, but he was still turned on.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
Prompt: Electricity
Rating: M
Warnings:
Comments: this is dirty!
"Mmmmm, Sasuuuuuke…." Sakura groaned, sprawling herself on top of the couch in their living room without a single care about how he'd react. The entire apartment was pitch black, with only a few flickering candle flames providing any semblance of light. Outside, a killer thunderstorm was howling, rain pelting the outside of the building with a ridiculous amount of force.
"What," he growled out, his mood considerably soured by that fact that…oh I don't know….that it was six at night but since the power went out, they were forced to sit in darkness?
"Sasuke….entertain me," she whispered, rolling around a little so that she was on her side. "Rub my back or something."
His eye twitched.
"I am not rubbing your back just because you are bored."
"Please?"
"No."
"I'll give you a hug?"
"No."
"I'll make you coffee tomorrow?"
"No."
"I'll let you touch my boobs?"
"No—oh shit-wait-" he gasped out at the end, not catching himself in time. She cackled evilly.
"Haha, looks like my boobs will just stay to themselves tonight," she grinned. But Sasuke had other things on his mind…
"Are you sure about that?" he asked lowly, in that tone that Sakura knew meant business, but she chose to ignore.
"Yep."
However, the hand that had suddenly appeared on her lower belly was trying to convince her otherwise. He trailed his fingers slowly in circles on the exposed skin, leaving trails of warmth wherever they went.
She gulped.
"Sasuke, I told you—none of that to..ngh!" she protested, only to get cut off when she felt his fingers brush the underside of her breast, only to ghost away immediately. In the darkness, she could she the shadow of his body come closer and closer, eventually towering over her small frame.
"Are you really sure, Sakura?" he smirked knowingly. "We're you just saying how 'bored' you were? Well…this is my way of entertaining you."
"You're an asshole," she grumbled.
"And you're annoying," he shot back teasingly.
She sat up fully on the couch, allowing him to sit across from her. He then went straight to straddling her slim hips, attacking her lips and neck with a flurry of sloppy kisses that made her hum in pleasure.
"You've been at the hospital far too often recently," he muttered into her neck, nipping at the soft skin. "I think you need to focus more on relieving your stress."
"And how exactly do I do that?" she asked innocently, running her fingers through his shaggy hair.
"By not protesting," he answered simply, trailing a finger down the valley of her breasts, his other hand focusing on undoing the fastener on the back. Once he heard it snap open, he reached under her baggy sweater to pull it off roughly.
"Cold?" he asked, debating on whether or not to rip off the offending piece of fabric.
"Not for long," she whispered, eyes half-lidded.
And with that, he lifted the clothing above her head, leaving her only in a pair of skintight yoga pants. To be fair, he lifted off his shirt as well, revealing the toned abdomen that Sakura was so proud to claim for herself.
"Done staring?" he smirked.
"For now," she pouted, grabbing his arms and making him practically fall on top of her.
All of a sudden, the lights flashed on, flooding the room with an obnoxious level of brightness compared to what they were in before. Sakura gave a yelp of excitement, pushed Sasuke off of her, and ran over to the computer desk
"Thank god! I can finally finish my report on our most recent patient who-"
She was cut off by an arm that snaked around her waist, pulling her roughly against the body behind her.
"You…are you going anywhere," Sasuke growled darkly in her ear, making her spine tingle.
"But-"
Without another word, he dragged her to the bedroom, slamming the door behind them.
I don't feel like writing actual sex, so whatevah. I accidently fell asleep last night, so I didn't get to post this. ):
