**Author's Note: MATURE CONTENT WARNING. Please skip this part if you aren't interested. Thank you! 3 **
Moments later, Sakaria was still in the shower, wondering how much time must have passed. Her tears had stopped and were replaced by a calming confidence. She decided she must have had that dream... or whatever it was, for a reason, and that Itachi was going to always be with her. Even if he couldn't give her the right answers in that moment, there would come a time that he would help her somehow, and she knew that. She sighed out, washing the tears from her face, then thought back to what dream Itachi had said to her about Suigetsu. "I will always be your big brother... and if that white haired boy you're traveling with hurts you, I will find a way to make his life a living hell." She giggled again at the thought. Just when she decided to step out from the shower, she felt a disturbance in the water behind her, then smirked without looking back to him. "Suigetsu, what are you doing?"
He sighed, annoyed that he'd have to answer such an obvious question. "Normal people don't take showers at three in the morning, fireball," he said, pulling her back into the water by her shoulder and turning her toward him. She watched as the lower half of him solidified, then quickly averted her eyes back to his face, blushing.
"Who ever said I was normal?" Sakaria replied, allowing him to shut the shower door again. "How'd you get in here?" She looked up at the ceiling for some place he could have dropped in from, but Suigetsu stopped her pondering by pinning her against the shower wall. In that instance, Sakaria remembered how vulnerable and exposed she was, but, after feeling his skin press against hers, it suddenly didn't matter.
"Water can't be stopped by things like doors, floors, or walls," he grinned, "If there's even the smallest area to flood, it will always get in." Sakaria felt the heat in her face rise as he spoke.
"Under the door then, huh?" She asked, knowingly, "Did you mess up the carpet in the room, cause if so, we have to pay for that, you know?" Suigetsu stopped her nagging by pulling away slightly, allowing the cold air to seep in between them.
"Shut up," He said, rolling his eyes. "Let's get back on topic here. What are you doing in the shower? You should be sleeping. You know, the whole point of us stopping was to get some rest before we caught up to your brother an-" He was silenced by Sakaria's hand across his mouth as she looked up at him, annoyed.
"Do you want me to answer your question or do you want to lecture me? Pick one or the other." Suigetsu raised an eyebrow as she pulled her hand away.
Who is this girl? He pondered curiously, My little fireball seems awfully full of herself all of a sudden. "Fine. Answer the damn question then."
"I had a... strange dream..." She said, not wanting to call it something that it wasn't. It wasn't a nightmare, or even a bad dream. It just left her feeling contented and somber all in the same breath. When Suigetsu's face didn't change from his earlier confusion, she continued, "It was like Itachi came to see me one last time." Suigetsu, suddenly understanding, felt the same tenderness from earlier rise up in him, and he brushed her soaked hair from her face with his fingers, looking into her eyes.
"Are you okay?" He asked, sincerely.
"I'm fine," she assured, moving her hand to intertwine her fingers in his, "I think... I needed to talk to him again. Even if it was just a dream." Suigetsu smiled softly, his sharp tooth peaking over his lower lip like always.
"Want me to cheer you up?" He joked, pressing himself against her again, fully prepared to be smacked in return for his playful advance. Instead, Sakaria boldly placed her free hand on his neck and pulled him down to her, kissing him deeply. Not expecting this, Suigetsu didn't kiss her back immediately and pulled away much quicker than Sakaria had anticipated.
"What's wrong?" She asked, suddenly confused. "Am I not doing something right?"
Suigetsu's face was stern, "I was only kidding. You don't have to do anything you don't want to," he reminded.
"I know," Sakaria replied, staring up at him and smiling softly, trying to break his sober gaze. Suigetsu suddenly smiled confidently and lifted her against the shower wall, leaning into her.
"I knew you wanted me," he grinned eagerly, one arm holding her thigh firmly in place while he pressed her back against the wall, and the other moving up her waist, exploring her gently.
"Teh," She rolled her eyes and turned her head to avoid his hungry stare, still grinning, "Don't give yourself too much credit. If you ask the same question over and over, the answer will eventually change, right?"
"Only if the right answer wasn't being given initially," he whispered teasingly, leaning into her ear and kissing behind it. She felt his tongue run along her neck and chill bumps covered her skin. His grip on her thigh tightened and he shifted some of her weight onto his own waist as the hand that had run along her body made its way from her stomach to her neck, grazing over her breasts gently as his top half leaned away. After lightly gripping her throat, he goaded, "I want you to ask for it now... no..." He shook his head, correcting himself and smiling coaxingly, "I want you to beg for it."
Sakaria, incredibly intrigued by this, looked away again, smirking. She acted as if she couldn't hear him, but Suigetsu turned her face back toward him once more with his index finger, still gripping her neck with the others. Sakaria opened her mouth, debating on whether or not to give in, but then giggled a little and shook her head as slightly as she could. "We should just go back to bed," she teased. Suigetsu was shocked for a moment, unsure as to whether or not she was joking. After determining that she was, he chuckled himself, and moved his free hand back to her thighs, picking her up from against the wall.
"Sure, let's go back to bed." He carried her, soaking wet, to the bed and practically tossed her on it, the comforters suddenly being used as makeshift towels. Sakaria, completely surprised, burst into laughter, but was silenced by Suigetsu who's teeth had somehow found their way to her inner thigh. She let out a quiet moan, unsure of what he was doing. Suigetsu continued this torment for several minutes, trailing small kisses and nipping down her thighs with his sharp teeth, always stopping just before...
"Suigetsu..." Sakaria whined, feeling his breath tickle in between her legs as he laughed through his nose.
"I don't hear you begging," he persisted, continuing his torture. Sakaria threw her head back onto the bed, raking her hands through the saturated hair on her scalp in frustration. She wasn't sure what to say. This was all new to her, and she expected it just to come naturally and gently but, just like everything Suigetsu did, it was proving to be filled with anticipation and obstacles.
She turned her head, bunching the comforters over her mouth and mumbled a muffled and embarrassed, "Please," into them. This caused Suigetsu to grin and pull away more.
"I'm sorry, I can't hear you..." He said, sarcastically putting a hand to his ear. She moused something again, and Suigetsu lowered himself, running a finger ever so lightly over her. This sudden sensation caused Sakaria to pull away from the blankets, entirely ready for whatever would come next, but Suigetsu stayed still, only petting her lightly. "What was that?" He looked up at her, his finger still moving in the same rhythmic motion. "I think I heard you say please, but I'm not sure..." He'd never had this much fun before. He had always enjoyed forcing people out of their comfort zone and dominating any situation, but this was a new high for him; watching the small girl in front of him squirm, her body pleading for more, but her mouth too embarrassed to form the words. "C'mon... All you have to do is be a good girl and say 'please master Suigetsu,' nice and loud, and then you can have what you want..." He took his free arm and rested his elbow on her thigh, leaning his head against it nonchalantly. "That's not too hard is it?"
"Wh-What happens if I don't?" Sakaria panted, aching as his finger moved over her delicately. She had gone over the lines she had been given over and over in her head, but she couldn't push past the awkward knot building at the back of her tongue. She resorted to asking questions in order to bide time, as if her companion would give up and decide it wasn't worth the wait. Suigetsu, of course, only raised his eyebrow and a hungry smirk crossed his face as he pulled his hand away.
"If you don't?" He said, standing. He pulled her up by her arms then set her in the floor on her knees, standing above her. "Well, if you don't then I'll get to have all the fun." He touched himself then tapped her lips with his member resisting the urge to push into her mouth. To his surprise, Sakaria opened her lips wide as if she wasn't new to this at all, and ran her tongue across it, causing Suigetsu to jolt slightly. He grabbed the back of her head and forced her to take him into her mouth, pulling her hair to bob her head back and forth. "See?" He rasped, wincing at how good she was making him feel, "I knew you could be a good girl," Sakaria gazed up at him, her black eyes wide and innocent. Suigetsu took in the sight and pushed himself down her throat, watching her wince slightly as she took him in. When he allowed her to pull away, a stream of spit dripped from her lips, and he picked her up, tossing her back on the bed. "Wanna try again?" He mused, putting himself back in their previous position.
"Why do I have to call you 'master'?" Sakaria asked, almost rolling her eyes.
"Because I said so," Suigetsu said, amused at how bratty she could be, "and last time I checked, I make the rules." He nipped at her thigh again but eased the pain with a quick kiss afterward. "Doesn't that make me your master?"
"I can't take it anymore," Sakaria groaned in aggravation, tossing her head back on the bed again.
"You wouldn't have to if you'd just say what I told you to say..." His tone was so carefree as he circled her entrance with his index finger, sizing her up.
"Please, Suigetsu," she whined, scooting closer to him in an attempt to increase the pressure of his finger. She thought this might be enough to get him to give in to her, but it wasn't.
"Ah, Ah, Ah," Suigetsu said, shaking his head, "You know the words."
"Please..." She growled, annoyed that he had managed to make her give in. A deep red blush spread across the bridge of her nose. "Master Suigetsu..."
He wasted no time at this point. He moved his mouth to her, his tongue immediately going to work in between her legs. While she bucked into him, whining at this entirely new sensation, he pushed his finger inside her, morphing it in to water to reach deeper on occasion. Sakaria could almost see stars as she dug her own fingers into the comforter, riding the wave of pleasure he was giving her until he pulled away suddenly. She looked at him, her lip poked out in disappointment, and he crawled on top of her again, his hands hungrily grabbing her hips and her breasts while his tongue traced up her body. Sakaria, abruptly pulled from the feeling, was suddenly invaded with a thought. I didn't think my first time would be so... rough. She shook it from her head, looking down at Suigetsu as he sucked on her collarbone. It wasn't that he was disregarding her feelings, but that, somehow, he knew what would make her feel good. Of course her first time wouldn't be slow and gentle. Not with Suigetsu. She should have known it would be rough and fast... and exciting. Her thoughts were interrupted as the white haired man above her pinned her arms above her head with one of his hands.
"You want it?" He asked, using his free hand to rub himself against her entrance teasingly. Sakaria nodded causing him to grin and shake his head. "We just went over this. What's the magic words?" He asked in a singing tone. Sakaria, being obstinate, turned her head and huffed, unwilling to give in to him again. "C'mon fireball... one more time..." He said, gliding his lips over her ear and cheek stopping at her neck.
"Fuck you," she said, half smiling. She wanted him so badly, but his teasing wasn't enough to push her over the edge. That is, until his teeth sunk into her skin where her shoulder met the base of her neck. The bite was hard and Suigetsu grinned through it as he heard Sakaria squeal, half in pleasure and half in pain, "Please, Master Suigetsu. Please give it to me."
"You Uchihas... always overachievers," he scoffed playfully in response to her ad-lib after pulling away. He licked a small drop of her blood from his lips, then positioned himself on his knees after scooting her further onto the bed. Suddenly, his rough and dominating personality dissipated slightly, and he leaned over her, still holding himself. "You ready?" He asked, thoughtfully looking into her eyes. Sakaria only managed to nod slightly this time, her body filled with nervous tension but also desire. He pushed into her slowly, grunting a little as her tightness enveloped and spasmed around him. He waited a few moments, then looked down at her, noticing the breath caught in her throat. "Hey..." He said, lifting her chin with his index finger, "Breathe." He reminded her of this just as he had when he had taught her to swim. After watching her chest slowly rise and fall a few times, he began pushing himself in and out of her, matching the speed of her breaths until she was moaning and whimpering lightly underneath him. Suddenly refocussing, he bit his lip, whispering, "Fuck," as pleasure overcame him. Instinctively, he grabbed her ankles and put them on his shoulders, then leaned toward her, bringing her knees into her chest and pushing into her g-spot.
Sakaria couldn't keep her composure at all. She squealed as Suigetsu continued to rock back and forth, sending waves of bliss over her body. Reduced to a whimpering mess, she waited as the pleasure built inside her, unsure of what it would feel like when she finally reached her climax. Just as she was about to crest into it, Suigetsu grinned, "Say thank you."
Afraid he would stop, she didn't put up a fight as her toes curled and her body shook, "Th-Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." She repeated the words as sweet release came over her, and Suigetsu leaned in to kiss her again, still pushing into her. She could taste the sweat from his upper lip as he grunted against her, but she could no longer pinpoint any other thought. The only thing that existed in that moment, was his frenzied, salty kiss, and Suigetsu, almost reaching his own peak. After a few moments, his movements fell out of time, becoming arrhythmic as he lost concentration, then he stopped, releasing inside her. He rolled off of her, lying by her side. His pinky still intertwined with hers as if he were making her some kind of unsaid promise. They laid there, staring at the ceiling for a few moments until Suigetsu pulled her into his chest.
"You okay?" He asked, looking down at her and brushing her long, wet hair from her shoulder to check the bite mark he had left on her neck. It was still bleeding a little, and Suigetsu silently wondered if it would scar.
"I'm okay." She confirmed. He kissed her forehead and set his head back down on the bed which was damp from a mixture of their freshly showered bodies and sweat.
"I think I like that mark on you," he grinned, closing his eyes, "Now everyone knows who you belong to." Sakaria laughed slightly through her nose causing Suigetsu to furrow his eyebrows. "You are mine... aren't you?" He asked, still not opening his eyes. He didn't know what he would do if she said no, but he was attempting to prepare himself for it.
"I'm yours," She mumbled simply, already drifting off to sleep.
"Good girl," he grinned. With that, he tossed the damp blankets over them and, although they were lying horizontally on the bed, they both fell asleep again.