Hello, hello! Welcome to Chapter 20. This is a special chapter for a few reasons, but most importantly to me because this story is now over a year old! I'm pretty much in shock because it really doesn't feel like I've been working on this that long, but that just goes to show you the power of a hobby I suppose. Anyway, enough of my drabbling. This chapter picks up right where we left off: Sasuke and Sakura are in Hell and about to head off to Sasuke's sex dungeon (he called it that himself, we won't judge) while the mortal world has just become a little quieter after Ino killed Orochimaru in Sasuke's apartment after he used Sasuke's body as a portal OUT of Hell. So go forth, young reader! Read on and please review! Would love to hear from you. :)
CH 20
The only sound Ino could hear was her own panting. Her hands were trembling and sweat now coated her forehead as the stress of the moment found new ways to express itself. She did it. She killed Satan Orochimaru. Still in shock by her own actions, Ino slowly rose to her feet as the long-haired corpse disintegrated into a pile of ash before her eyes.
"What the fuck," she said to herself. "Did I just..."
Unfortunately, Orochimaru wasn't the only one to die that day. The weary blonde quietly made her way through Sasuke's wrecked apartment to where it all started. Sakura's body, breathing but currently just a shell, was sprawled out near the wall and another heap of ash. This mass she knew was what was left of poor Itachi's body. If it weren't for him, she realized, Orochimaru wouldn't have been possible to kill. She mouthed a 'thank you' to his remains.
Taking a shaky breath, she braced herself for the next room… The room where Sasuke's body lay, glowing bright red in the darkness. It was also where she witnessed Gaara's murder and where his remains would be found. She meant to walk into the room, but her feet were cemented to the floor. Her heart became immensely heavy, to the point of being painful, but it made no difference. She couldn't bear the pain of seeing her dear friend's corpse. It was too much.
Ino retreated to the living room to find her phone in her bag and called Hinata as tears rolled down her cheeks. When she heard her pick up, she took a deep breath. "Something happened," she sobbed. "I need you and Naruto at Sasuke's apartment." Her eyes shot to the doors of the master bedroom when she heard a stirring behind them. "Fast."
"Are you fucking kidding me, Sasuke?" The pitch in her voice rose with every word thanks to her temper. Sasuke could only stare back in surprise. "You used to own this whole world and the best place you have for me to rest is your demonic sex dungeon?"
She shielded her eyes with her hands, pushing the heels of her palms into her sockets. Could it all just be a dream? After everything she had gone through that day - the demon attack at the clinic, the murderous ambush from Satan, being hurled to Hell, another demon attack, and then another bloodbath at the hands of the good Satans...and after all of that, Sasuke was offering to take her where..?
Sakura's face was burning bright with rage and Sasuke had to admit he knew she was going to snap at him any day at that point, it was just a matter of when and where. The fact that it happened while they were down in Hell on his self-imposed mission to save her ex-boyfriend's soul was just luck.
"Is this really your best idea!?" She was still yelling, but this time came armed with a pointed finger she was then jabbing at his scaly chest.
Bad luck, he clarified to himself.
Sasuke remained motionless and if anything, slightly amused by her blow up. "I understand you're not a human like I am but I can't understand why you have to be so fixated on sex all the time. Isn't there anything else you want more than that?" Her eyes became glossy but he knew those were tears of frustration, not sadness, brimming at the edge. "From me..?" She added with a whisper.
She tried to read his expression, but behind the onyx scales and sharp edges of his face, she only saw what he wanted her to see: nothing. Her heart was pounding and her stomach constricted on itself, the anxiety building ever stronger. "Please say something," she finally begged as her body was still trembling with adrenaline. It wasn't an everyday thing, to find yourself screaming (especially in a berating fashion) at Satan.
With his expression still neutral and leaning towards apathetic, he stepped closer to her. There were only a few breaths between them, enabling her to see the way his ruby eyes shined a little brighter than before. Sticking to her resolve, she chose to stand her ground and ironed her posture as he brought himself even closer, so as to tower over her in his demon form. Neither said a word for what felt like an eternity.
"Do you still really think all I want from you is sex, Sakura?" The way he enunciated every syllable in her name sent a violent chill through her. He rested the tip of a claw at the base of her throat, causing her to involuntarily hold her breath. "What is it that you expect from the Devil exactly?" He lowered his claw to the rough collar of her grey tunic, pulling downward just enough to remind her of how easy it would be for him to rip it, and her, to bits. "What do you want from me?"
"I...I don't know," she whispered, forcing herself to meet his eyes. He held her gaze just a moment longer before releasing her altogether. She felt colder.
"We'll start our journey down," he said as he turned and started walking away. "The dungeon is hidden away in the Second Circle. Once your energy is back we can keep descending to where Kiba's soul is."
Sakura reluctantly followed him through the fog and mist. He didn't give her much at all to go off of in regards to the dungeon, so she still was stressing about that. She also had so many questions, like where they were going in that moment, how they would get to the next Circle, who or what else lived in Limbo… but she was still so shaken by his questions that she couldn't speak. It was a fair of him to ask her all that, but she hadn't yet truly asked herself those things before. As her eyes followed his broad back through the forest, she tried to figure it out. What did she want exactly?
Her mind wandered back to memories of Sasuke's devious flirtations and warm embraces. She longed to feel how she did every time he held her, to feel desired and cared for. It was back in Ino's old apartment building that she first saw Sasuke's demon form when he chased down after her during the snowstorm. It was then that she first saw his true heart.
"I thought once I had figured out what my true source of fulfillment was, the thing that would serve my soul, I'd be set to live the human chapter of my life…" His expression darkened. "But then I met you."
'What?' She felt her stomach drop and didn't know what to say.
"Sakura," The way her name rolled off his tongue sent a shiver down her spine. She dared herself to meet his gaze. "You've made me feel some things I haven't felt before."
"I don't think I understand.." She tensed as he slowly rose from sitting.
"I don't either," He stepped down the last of the stairs and squat on his knees right in front of her. His thumb extended to her cheek and wiped away tears still silently rolling down her face. "It's absolutely terrifying."
She felt her lip quivering again. "Sasuke-"
"I'm sorry, Sakura." He was looking directly into her eyes. "I'm sorry for being so selfish and careless about your feelings."
She broke her gaze and lowered it to her knees. "I just thought you wanted something more than sex from me."
"That's just it, though." He chuckled again. "For the first time in my life I think I do. Listen," He took both her hands into his palms, careful not to nick her with his claws. "I want to show you the real me, all of it. I don't want to promise you anything because I just don't know what is going to happen, but at the very least I want you to be able to trust me to be honest. Do you think you can do that?"
She felt his palms underneath her and studied his large hands holding hers. Could this truly be Satan himself in such a vulnerable state? No, she realized, because he wasn't Satan. At least not the one she had in her imagination. This was Sasuke, and although she didn't know him all that well-certainly less than she would have guessed that morning-she believed he had a good heart.
"We can make a deal," She offered with a small smile. "I'll help you figure this human thing out however I can, but I get the couch."
He grinned and held his hand up to shake hers. "Deal."
A smile ghosted at her lips. So naive, she thought to herself, but she wouldn't have had that moment any other way. Sasuke was still walking a few paces ahead of her without any indication of slowing down. Sakura sighed. "Sasuke," she called to him. "Why did you ask Ino and Gaara to send you back to Hell in the first place?"
While he didn't change pace or turn to look at her, she could see his hands clench at his sides. "There wouldn't have been any point in you coming down here by yourself," he grumbled.
She felt one eyebrow twitching in annoyance and quickened her pace to stop in front of him. He was still completely naked, but at least his scaly outer form shielded his crotch from sight. "Tell me the real reason, Sasuke. Why are you doing this?"
He looked down his nose at her, not one to take kindly to demands from others. His hand-wings flexed on his back as he concentrated on keeping his cool. She locked him in a staredown with no sign of backing down until she got her answer...a real one.
"Why?" She asked again. He growled and stepped to walk around her, but she sidestepped back in front of him. "Talk to me!"
"Because!" Sasuke roared suddenly, his fangs and wings fully extended and his eyes flaming red. "I want you to be happy!"
He expected her to run off or fall under the weight of her fear. Part of him wanted her to. All of these emotions were so complicated and painful, how could anything pleasurable come from them? He wanted it all to stop. Despite his desperate inner wishes, Sakura took a few steps forward and wrapped her arms around his waist. His shoulders slackened under the contact, as did the rest of his features. He looked down at the mess of pink hair against his chest and returned the embrace. "Thank you, Sasuke," he heard her say.
The scales on his face receded as he created a few inches of distance between them to look at her. "I care very deeply for you, Sakura."
She put a careful hand on his solid chest and nodded. His words warmed her heart, but she knew he was still waiting for an answer to his initial question. What did she expect from him? "I know, and I feel the same about you."
Her hands extended to find his cheeks and caressed them with her thumbs. How she was able to find a tender moment in a place like Hell was beyond her own comprehension. She should be terrified, traumatized, concerned about getting back to the mortal world..! (Actually, she was very concerned about that last part.) "Sasuke," she said his name with a nervous edge he knew wasn't at all related to their intimate hug. "How are we getting home after all this?"
'Home,' he smiled to himself. "Without Gaara, Ino won't be able to summon us back on her own. We'll have to trust she is calling on some extra help. With her tie to me through our pact, she'll be able to find me at least."
"And what about me?" Sakura quickly followed. "How will Kiba and I get out?" She felt a small bout of panic stir in her as he looked away. Her hands fell to his chest. "Sasuke-"
"I never intended to have you down here-"
"Sasuke…"
"Let's get moving and then-"
"Sasuke!" She slapped his chest in aggravation.
He growled, but she stayed strong once more. She needed answers, at least this one. The devil looked out over her head. She knew it was just to avoid eye contact and grew all the more unsettled. "You'll have to be connected to me similarly to Ino," he sighed. "We'll need a pact. That will act as the glue so you can latch on."
Sakura forced space between them once more. "I have to make a pact with you? And Kiba does, too?"
Sasuke nodded. He already told her it wasn't how he intended this mission to go. "You can overthink it all you want. Let's just get moving, we have a bit of a walk until we get to the passage to the Second Circle."
Her feet followed on autopilot through the eerily silent forest, but her mind was racing with visions of her kneeling before Sasuke as his devotee and personal slave. Would he have complete control of her body and will? Would she be tied to his side for life? Eternity? And Kiba, what would happen to him?
"This is where we head down," his low voice announced, breaking her from her spiraling thoughts.
Sakura blinked as she looked out from behind him, suddenly facing a giant hole the size of a city block. She could probably see about forty or fifty feet down, but the rest of the way was a level of darkness unlike any other. "We're...going down there?"
Sasuke nodded before pointing to the narrowest steps she had ever seen in her life carved into the wall of the cavernous abyss. They spiraled down and around without anything but the rocky wall to count on for support. One wrong step and she would be done for. The demon took note of her visible apprehension. "Even if Itachi has already managed to reclaim the Ninth Circle, I can't count on his authority to have traveled this fast upwards. I'd rather not alert the demons in the Second Circle of our presence and deal with them trying to trap you… So we'll take the stairs."
She looked up at him and then back down into the pit. It was disorienting to look into if she stared for more than a few seconds. Still, she forced herself to swallow any protests and stepped closer to the rigid lip of rock. "What happens if I lose my footing?"
The demon raised an eyebrow. "You'll fall." She threw him an exasperated look and he sighed. "I can snatch you up, but that kind of movement could be enough for the Second Circle demons to notice."
The pink-haired woman took a deep breath before taking her first tentative step into the darkness. Her hand pressed into the gritty rock next to her face for balance and her eyes trained onto the steps just in front of her. She wanted to ask how many steps it would be until they got to where they were headed, but if she had to guess, there wouldn't be a satisfactory answer in store for her.
They moved along in silence and at a painfully slow pace. Despite this, Sasuke remained quiet. If there was a time to practice patience, it was most certainly at that moment. He watched his human companion move along with stiff, mechanical steps and white fingertips glued to the uneven rocks. With every step they took, he could feel the hazy darkness of his former life scratching at the back of his mind.
Memories squeezed in through the cracks in the walls and gaps in the floorboards of his mind. There was the incomparable sensation of flesh on flesh. Insatiable mouths and wet tongues. Shameless moans. Heat. Friction. Pain.
Sasuke realized he had stopped walking at some point and was a few yards behind Sakura. He refocused himself and then noticed there was a shift in the air. His superior eyes zeroed in on the shifting force from down below. Something was coming up and fast. Looking in front of him he didn't want to alarm Sakura and cause more trouble for himself to manage, so he just quietly readied himself for whatever was approaching. Seconds later, he could hear the faint flapping. He knew that sound right away. It was a Second Circle demon. He only had a moment to react.
Before she even knew what was happening, Sakura found her back pressed hard into the rocks with Sasuke's equally hard body flush against her. "S-Sasuke-" she started to protest, but his hand covered her mouth before she could finish. Her eyes widened when she saw his wings expand and completely seal her off from the pit. The thick talons pierced the rock like a slab of meat.
"Lord Sasuke, is that you?" She heard a raspy voice ask. Her heart began pounding and she forced herself to stay still despite the sharp edges of the stone stabbing her flesh.
Sasuke turned his head to the side to look at the demon flying a few yards away from them. "What do you want?" His tone was cold and foreign to her. She could only imagine what kind of hell-born creature was just on the other side of him.
"What an unexpected surprise, forgive me. I smelled a lost soul and came up to find it." Sakura could hear its lips smacking with hunger. Sasuke remained completely unmoved.
"I have nothing for you here, so keep it moving." Sakura expected to hear wings flapping away, but could tell the demon was still in close range. She became more nervous and clutched at Sasuke's forearms. "Did you not hear me?" He spat over his shoulder.
There was only the faint howls of winds from down below. "Lord, I smell the soul on you…" The evil creature said, growing closer, the flapping becoming louder. "What are you-"
"Any closer and I will destroy you," Sasuke growled, venom thick in his voice. She could feel his body tensing and inhuman muscles rippling around her.
"I smell the..!" Before the demon could finish its sentence, Sasuke slashed a hand-wing out behind him and knocked the demon out of the air.
"Annoying pest," Sasuke growled. She could feel him peel his body off of her and then found herself being held against his chest right before Sasuke jumped into the air. "Hang onto my neck, we're going to have to fly down fast to avoid a swarm of them."
"What just happened?" She yelled, clinging to Sasuke as he carried her into the center of the column of darkness.
"They know you're here. We have to dive down to the dungeon before they all find us." Sakura screwed her eyes shut, completely aware of the fact that there was no arguing with him. "I got you, don't worry."
Before she could even nod in understanding, they were falling. Fast. Her mouth opened to scream, but it was like the force of the descent was barricading all sound in the back of her throat. Just as she was on the brink of blacking out, Sasuke quickly evened their trajectory out and started gliding back to the wall. If she had her human gut with her, she most definitely would have thrown up. Sakura dared to let go with one arm and scraped the hair from her face tilt her head back and see where they were going. Only when she squinted her eyes she could see a cave-like opening ahead. The wind was louder now, more chaotic and violent.
As they swooped down into the lip of the cavern, Sasuke kept her on him as he opened an enormous iron door just out of sight from the pit. Once inside, she couldn't help but gasp in astonishment. "Welcome to my dungeon," he said, placing her down on her feet.
Sakura took a moment to regain control of her feet as she allowed her balance to return before taking stock of the dreaded sex dungeon Sasuke had dragged her to. From behind, the trembling echo of the door shutting reverberated. There was silence.
It was a lofty cave, reminding her of the neck-straining ceiling in his apartment back in New York. While the space was rough and jagged all around, there was an array of shackles lining the walls like BDSM-themed garlands. Higher up the walls, pillars of dripping wax candles lit in almost every available crevice.
Sasuke stood by idly as he watched Sakura wander the dungeon. Her bare feet crossed the cool cave floor to the center where a nest of silky black sheets and giant velvet pillows were piled about.
The scraping inside had escalated into gouging cuts all throughout. His mind was hazy and he felt overly tense and on edge. His senses were heightened and his throat grew tight. He knew the deeper into Hell they went, the stronger it would pull on his old vices he was working so hard to keep under control in the mortal world. What he didn't know, however, was how quickly he would be affected by the Circles and the compounding influence of his own demonic nature. Having Sakura there was just the rotten cherry on top.
Looking like the ultimate prey in his clutches, she slowly turned around to face him. Sakura's soft locks were tangled and frizzing around her like an aura. Her Hell-issued tunic, as unflattering as it was, taunted him by hiding that supple flesh he yearned to taste. That summer weekend when she first let him fondle and feast on her breasts. He could feel himself salivating. "Is this where I'm supposed to sleep?" She asked pointedly.
He grinned. "Unless you want me to chain you up on the wall?" He could see her eyes widen in horror and clenched a fist. His chest grew warm as though he had just swallowed a shot of whiskey. Her reactions were always so intoxicating.
Sakura remained frozen in her place as he stalked forward until he was towering just in front of her. Whenever he would tease her back up in the mortal world, there was always a glimmer of levity in his eye, maybe even a boyish tilt to his smile. But in that moment, there was no light or charming expression. On his face, she could only read hunger. "You've always been a bit curious about this side of me, Sakura, am I right?" He put his hands on her arms and slid them to her wrists. Her heart was pounding as she tried to search his eyes and almost felt like she was looking at a complete stranger. Or an animal. "Let's indulge some of that curiosity, shall we?"
Before she could ask him what he was doing, she was being lifted and suddenly pressed into the cave wall with Sasuke pinning her wrists beside her face. His hips leaned on hers to press her into the rock and she gasped. "Sasuke, this isn't funny," she forced out in a firm voice. He craned his neck down to run his long tongue across the vein in her throat. She shivered and tried to shield herself with her shoulder but it was pointless. He wanted her like this and was not going to be stopped by a puny human shoulder like hers.
Tears pooled at the root of her bottom lashes. He had a ghost of a smirk at his lips that remained in place after that. She tensed when she heard a contented rumbling stir from his chest. "Don't you want to know what kind of pleasure I can give you once you submit to me?"
Sakura felt the panic building as he collected both her hands in just one of his so he could reach for the shackles on the wall. "Sasuke," she called out again, tears spilling down her cheeks. "This isn't you. Please don't do this, I'm scared."
It was like a bucket of water had been thrown in his face. He stopped what he was doing and brought his eyes back to hers to study them. It was an abrupt but welcome pivot she didn't expect. She held her breath as he searched her face, completely uncertain as to what he would do next. Once he blinked a few times, she started to recognize him again. He was Sasuke again. "You don't want this," he finally said, mostly to himself.
Without another word, he pulled his body off of hers and carefully lowered her to the ground.
"The blankets are quite comfortable," he noted absently as he turned to the corner a ways away from her. Sakura wrung her wrists to ease the ache that lingered while she took a moment to compose herself. Every survival instinct in her told her to run, to go hide and pray, but instead she followed after him.
Sasuke pressed his forehead into the rock, willing the oily sludge that was those dangerously tempting but toxic inclinations to dissipate. How could Sakura trust him if he -
A small hand pressed lightly on the space between his wings, shocking his eyes wide open. "Are you okay?" He heard her ask from behind him.
Was he okay..? Was he okay? What kind of person would ask such a thing after being attacked like that? What mouse ran back to the cat to see how it was faring? He couldn't help but grin. She wasn't a mouse and she didn't recognize him as her predator. 'This isn't you.' She just saw him as Sasuke.
"Being down here has a regressive effect on me, I apologize," he explained as he slowly turned to face her. "I won't let it happen again." She nodded, although not fully understanding. What mattered was that he pulled himself back for her. "You should really get some rest, though."
She nodded again and slowly turned to walk back to the giant nest of luxe fabrics in the center of the cave. Sakura hesitated for a moment before cautiously kneeling down onto the plush pool of silks. Curious red eyes followed her as she crawled across the sheets until she settled next to a few pillows about the same size as her.
"This feels weird," she eventually confessed. "I don't know if I can sleep with you watching me like that."
The demon crossed the cave to the edge of the nest with a playful expression. Looking up at him, he reminded her of their date night in Brooklyn when he coaxed her into a nightcap paired with a few goosebump-raising touches.
"Would you prefer I join you while you nap?" He offered, enjoying her squirm under his intimidating gaze.
She squeezed the pillow closest to her in her hand and hesitated to respond. How was he so quick to move past what had just happened? She would rest easier if he wasn't looming over her like a stalker in the corner, but he did just try to chain her to the wall moments ago...
"I promise to let you sleep," he assured her, crouching down. "I'll control myself."
After another moment of mulling it over and accepting the 'fuck it' that ran through her mind, Sakura nodded. The powerful demon locked eyes with his guest and slowly crawled towards her like an encroaching black panther. Her stomach flipped and her heart fluttered recklessly. As he grew closer, he let more of his scales recede and gave way to a more familiar face, the one that she longed to touch. Sakura smiled and instantly felt more at ease when he smiled back.
"I know this goes without saying, but you've proven to be very trusting of me by letting me bring you in here," he mused as he stretched out beside her. She couldn't help but let her eyes scan the layers of muscles running down his torso, the ridges of his abs and long, strong arms.
"It wasn't as though I had much of a say in the matter," she countered.
"Hn," he snorted as his masterful hand glided across her cheek. Without even realizing it, she had leaned into him as he leaned towards her. She admired his thick lashes and the flecks of deep orange and amber making up his irises. They played in the chorus of flickering candle lights all around them and she found it hard to pull herself away, not that she wanted to. Considerate claws brushed a few strands of blush pink hair from her face to admire her soft features. Something felt different between them, he noticed. The hold she had on him felt stronger than any physical hold he could ever have on her. "Do you regret being here?"
Emerald eyes locked with ruby ones. "I don't regret anything with you."
Sasuke felt his own breath hitch upon hearing that. They were such foreign words, like spells in another language she was casting on him. Drawn in, he didn't wait a moment longer before he dipped down to finally close the gap between them and pressing his lips firm on hers. Sakura found herself struggling to imagine what Heaven could offer her with someone like Sasuke holding her like this in Hell.
She found his lips to be surprisingly soft and warm. She had assumed he would feel rough and dry, like rigid sandpaper. He kept the contact gentle, probably out of fear of scaring her away, and Sakura could feel her whole body melt against the blankets underneath her. The devilman let a hand run across her stomach to pull her side out from under her so she was laying on her back next to him. She found herself smiling into his kiss and enjoying the sensation of the tip of his tongue gliding across her bottom lip.
"Sakura," he purred her name, angling his chest above her. She only smiled more, daring to lace a hand into his thick hair. This only encouraged him to prod at the seal between her lips to ask for entrance. His presence was overwhelming.
"Come here," he growled after tasting her tongue and the rest of her mouth. His true hunger began to stir and was calling to hers. He leaned back and pulled the woman into his lap to straddle him. Sakura draped her arms over his shoulders and wasted little time in bringing her mouth back to his. He felt so good, so right, she couldn't bring herself to stop. And why should she?
The fact that they were in the bowels of Hell did not escape her. Maybe the energy of the Circles was influencing her as well, but she also didn't see a real reason to deny herself this simple pleasure of intimacy with Sasuke anymore. Why did she in the first place..? She couldn't deny that she was constantly battling her attraction to him, and while his dungeon down in Hell was not the wisest place to give into some of those desires, she frankly did not care. She was tired, they were alone and she wanted him. Bad.
Her stiff tunic hitched up her thighs and his hands only took that as an invitation to slide under and further up to access more of her sweet, soft flesh. "I want to feel every inch of you in my hands," he breathed against her. She could only nod with hooded eyes full of lust. He took a brief second to admire how beautiful she was in the warm flickering light and wondered if they could just spend eternity in there together. With all the secrecy of the dungeon, the ever-present fuel of sin in the air, and without the burden of mortality, there was nothing to stop them.
But as he daydreamed about this never-ending romp, he remembered all the others above and those who sacrificed themselves to help him get back down there to retrieve Kiba's soul in the first place. He owed it not just to Sakura, but to everyone else involved, to finish what he started.
"What's wrong?" Sakura asked, pulling his wandering mind back to her.
He sighed and shook his head. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I don't think it's a good idea for us to keep going here."
Her brow furrowed with both confusion and frustration. "Why not? Isn't this what you've always wanted?"
He let his eyes trail her crumpled tunic and glowing skin in his lap. "Most certainly. My fear is if we keep going here, I'm not going to be able to pull us back to our mission to save Kiba."
Her face fell in sober shame. Kiba's smile, which she hadn't seen in what felt like ages, filled her mind while guilty sorrow filled her heart. "I wouldn't want that to happen," she agreed sullenly. She realized it really must have been the effects of the Underworld egging her on, but the guilt was as heavy as an iron blanket.
"But," Sasuke said with a hint of mischief in his voice, "I can think of an alternative that will make both of us quite happy."
Sakura blinked a few times, not sure what Sasuke had in mind. It didn't matter, though, since he wasn't planning on keeping it a mystery for long. Sakura only protested mildly as he removed her from his lap and planted her back on the cushions around them. Her keen eyes watched as he licked his lips and looked down at her lap before meeting her gaze again. She gasped.
"You want to..?" She couldn't even bring herself to finish her own question. "I don't know-"
"I would kill to taste you, Sakura." Her mouth ran dry after hearing that and her cheeks burned as red as ever. "Let me eat you, baby. I'm hungry…"
His eyes swirled into the blackest wine as a shadow fell across his face. She knew he was going to get her drunk. He crawled closer until he was all but on top of her, his hands supporting him on either side of her hips and his nose brushing the side of her cheek. She didn't dare move, especially when a set of sharp teeth captured her ear lobe. "Are you really going to deny the Devil his simple pleasures?"
She pulled back just enough to look him in the eye. "First of all, there's nothing simple about what's down there. Second of all, you're not the Devil anymore!" Sakura was half-playing with him, but that didn't stop him from defending his ego. His smirk had morphed into a deep scowl as he got up.
"Let's make this very clear then, Sakura..." She felt goosebumps rise at the roll of her name off his tongue. He made his way back to the cave walls, his back muscles flexing deliciously as he reached for some of the chains and devices she didn't even recognize. "Just having dominion over this realm doesn't make you the Devil," he explained as he pulled down a matte black cat of nine tails. Sakura swallowed as he pulled the leather bits through his hand before cracking them against his unflinching palm. "Neither does an unbreakable pain tolerance or thirst for blood."
She shifted nervously, feeling afraid but somehow still a little turned on by him. Part of her knew he was acting with a clear mind, but the other remaining bit couldn't help but wonder if he was going to try to scare her...or was he serious? Sasuke took his time sauntering across the rugged space and gave the air a taste of the leather bits as he snapped them in front of himself. Sakura couldn't help but jump. On the other wall, he took down what Sakura recognized to be a leather harness and connected mask with a ball gag built into it. "Do you know what makes one the Devil, Sakura?" He fingered the ball before hanging the piece on his arm. His eyes were still perusing his vast collection, but she shook her head as though he was looking. She watched him with her lip clenched in her teeth as he plucked a smooth but very girthy carved stone off the wall. He played with the weight of it in his grasp before looking over at her again. When she blinked, he was suddenly right in front of her.
"When you become the master of all things pain and pleasure, able to harness them to break souls…" He drawled on as he ran the smooth obsidian crystal down between her breasts to the bone of her pelvis. "Then...you may be worthy of such a title as the Devil." A finger tilted her chin up to force eye contact between them. "Which I claimed. Would you like me to prove my mastery in pleasure or pain for you?"
Sakura felt her skin burning and her head was dizzy from his heightened intensity. She had to wonder if this was some dark magic he was exercising. "I-I, um," she stammered as he ran his tongue down the stone with his eyes still locked onto hers.
The dark-haired creature dragged the long leather bits down her thigh to her bare toes. "I'd love to hear what kinds of noises you'd make on the brink of your climax, personally..."
"Okay, stop..!" She grabbed the flogger with frantic desperation more expected from a skittish nun. "You're the Devil, I give up!"
A smug expression formed on the devilman's face. He tossed the tools aside and brought her face to his once more. "I bet in the heat of things you'd say some naughty things, too."
Sakura slapped his shoulder at that. "You've made your point."
He raised an eyebrow. "I don't think I have exactly." His eyes fell to her lap again and she knotted her hands over it defensively. Sasuke noted this gesture and leaned in closer. "Let me eat you out, Sakura." He slid behind her and began lining wet kisses down her neck while his hands snaked around to cup her breasts. She shuddered with pleasure as he flicked her nipples over the rough fabric covering them. As she pressed her legs together, she could feel her wetness smearing between her thighs.
"Sasuke," she managed to whisper.
"Hn?" He grinned into her skin, his tormenting still ongoing.
"H-how is this any better than us…"
"Fucking?" He finished for her, grinning as she squirmed more. It just wouldn't get old.
She used the remnants of her sense of responsibility to pull away and create at least an inch of distance. "This feels wrong. How would it be mutually enjoyable? I feel like this is going to end in us going too far and you're right, we can't do that…" She cursed her own wavering voice. "Not until we do right by Kiba."
He sat a little straighter, his face a solid neutral. "If that is where you draw the line, I won't cross it. You have my word, Sakura."
Her brow knit tightly on her forehead. "I don't understand."
The sharp arch in one of his eyebrows lifted. "If you morally can't bring yourself to have sex with me right now, then we won't. I would still like to eat you out."
Sakura fell slackjawed and became bright red at that. He may have been a supernatural being, but she felt she had a good grasp of where his pleasures aligned with mortals. Not bringing oneself to a climax would be an exceptional preference. Was he trying to pull a fast one on her and still trying to coax her into sex?
Reading the skepticism on her face, he further explained himself. "I've had my fair share of partners in my existence," he started by saying as he shifted closer. "In that time, I've learned my gluttonous inclinations can be satisfied in a multitude of ways…"
She gasped, momentarily brought back again to that staircase where he explained it all.
"I'm a demon, Sakura." He finally confessed.
As he said this, her eyes widened again and he heard her breath suck in. "I served in Hell until a few years ago when I was given a chance to find my ultimate fulfillment in my own humanity."
Her head grew foggy for a moment and she had to ground her nails into her arms to bring herself back. "What?" She was beyond incredulous. "Hell..? Like...Satan? That Hell?"
Sasuke chuckled, which did not comfort her. "Yes," He smirked at her and Sakura leaned in. "I technically am Satan."
He watched her pale and held up a hand as if to pause her racing mind. "There isn't a single 'Satan'. We demons work in a hierarchical system, using rank and Sin to determine which Circle we work in."
At this point, she knew she had to suspend her disbelief and focus on not fainting from the sheer shock of it all. "Sin?"
"The 'Sin' that lives in you, not too far off from how you relate to your astrological sign or natural element. People like to use these primal inclinations to control others, but it's what drives you towards your deepest desires." He watched her swallow and so terribly wanted to run his fingers down her throat. "I encourage you to explore them more."
"Sasuke," she called to him with eyes full of curiosity. He remained silent as he waited for her to say more. "Do you remember when you were first explaining to me what you were in Ino's building?"
He grunted, which she took as a 'yes' of sorts.
"You had mentioned you have a 'Sin' that dictates what Circle you work in," she followed his sneaky hands as they found her thighs. "You never told me what your Sin is."
Sasuke smirked and sighed. Of all the times for her to start asking questions… "Gluttony."
She blinked a few times. Gluttony? "Wouldn't have been my first guess…"
Suddenly she felt his hot tongue on her cheek as he cupped the other. "I would advise you to not take it so literally…and to not think too highly of my patience."
Again, she felt herself fall like putty in his hold and couldn't bring herself to be upset about it. The nagging skeptic in her stayed strong, however. "I still don't understand what you want right now," she managed to say as he migrated down to her sensitive pulse.
"Let me indulge a bit on you, it will be more than enough to satisfy me… I promise." As he gave her his word, his hand snuck between her thighs and found the soaking source of her own temptations. She was struck with shock as he brought his coated fingers to his mouth and wrapped his lips around them.
"G-go ahead," she squeaked, surprising the both of them.
His tongue traced the shell of her ear. "You'll need to be specific, darling."
Sakura squeezed her eyes shut. "Eat me out!"
Sasuke wasted no time in weaving his hands under her clothing to test the waters. He shook his head upon feeling the utterly drenched crotch of her underwear again. Sakura gasped at the contact. "It seems someone's been ready for me for quite some time," he teased, planting one last kiss on her shoulder.
While her vagina was no stranger to some good old fashioned lip service, Sasuke had a way of making the build-up to it feel exponentially more erotic. He propped a few pillows behind her and was gentle as he guided her onto them. She was shaking with nerves and excitement, unsure which was more to blame. Her wide eyes followed him with utterly undivided attention as he stretched out on his stomach between her parted thighs and caressed them tenderly. Before she could say anything at all, he looked up at her and said, "I must warn you, this will ruin oral sex with anyone else for you."
And that made her laugh. Not because she doubted what he had said, but because his cocky attitude had at that point become familiar, if not endearing. She let out a breath she had a habit of holding and nodded to the smirking devil between her legs, signaling her final approval for him to continue.
The first thing he did was tear the soaked underwear from her body and coax legs to spread a little wider for him to admire her. He could feel her whole body tense as he looked at her most private of parts from just inches away. A groan of desire escaped his throat as he gazed at the delicate pink lips framed by fair curls that had caught some of her essence. Her eyes widened in horror as he inhaled deeply.
"Don't do that!" She blurted out, her legs failing to close when his hands kept them spread.
"Sakura," the man so close to her growled. The deep tone of his voice stunned her. "I want you. Let me have you."
She couldn't find any words to respond with and could see the hunger in his eyes. Taking another deep breath of her own she forced herself to lean back onto the pillows and submit to what was to come.
"It's just us here, so you're going to relax and let yourself enjoy this, as am I. Now," he brought a finger to her wetness and traced a light circle around the outer folds as it collected her clear desire along its length. She shuddered at the faint contact as he studied her calmly. "I could make you come right away and let you skip a lot of this self-inflicted embarrassment, but that won't do it for me. We're going to take our time so I can enjoy every fold and noise you have to offer me. Understood?"
She threw an arm over her eyes and nodded again, finding herself growing even wetter as he spoke. She'd be a fool to think he didn't notice as he mindlessly drew circles on her, but she chose not to dwell on it.
"You're also going to watch," he instructed, pulling her arm away from her face. "So I can watch you as well."
"Can I just-"
"Sakura."
The finger was still going and she was already fighting to keep her thoughts straight. It was time to really give up. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry, I give up."
The finger stopped. She looked down in confusion as Sasuke crawled up in front of her so they were face to face. "This isn't about you giving up, this is an opportunity to give in and fully embrace the true indulgence of pleasure."
Sasuke grew confused as he saw the tears building up in her eyes. "It's just a lot to take in right now, Sasuke."
He sat back on his heels and ran his clean fingers through his hair. "I was being too selfish, I'll tone it back a bit." When she smiled in what he knew to be some relief, he smiled back. "I'm still going to ruin oral for you."
"I never doubted that," she laughed.
Sensing she was in a calmer headspace, Sasuke gave her a gentle kiss before returning to his previous position between her legs. "I won't force you to, but I would enjoy having you watch."
Without any further of a delay, Sasuke reintroduced his fingers to her slick flesh and savored the subtle twitches he could evoke from Sakura with every stroke. Once he was familiar, he slowly sank a digit inside. Her body had been aching for contact for so long that it practically sucked him in. He growled with hunger, forcing back his imagination that could only focus on what it would feel like to truly penetrate her, pelvis to pelvis.
"I love how wet you are for me, Sakura." He whispered, craning his neck to get closer. When she didn't respond, he looked up and saw her eyes were screwed shut. "Sakura?"
She looked down to meet his concerned gaze and was about to apologize when he spoke first. "Let's try another time."
"Wait," she quickly spoke, grabbing his hand on her thigh before he could pull away. He waited for her to say more again. "I want to do this, really."
He returned the hold and caressed her knuckles with his thumb. "Then what is holding you back?"
"What happens if it's not as good as you want it to be?" She asked, her eyes determined to stay on his.
He cocked his head and rested it on her thigh by his hand. "I thought we were past any doubts."
"No," she sighed, shaking her head. "I mean, what if you don't enjoy it as much as you say you will. What if you realize you've had better?"
His face grew dark and she quickly regretted saying anything. "I guess we aren't on the same page after all." He put a strong hand on her hip and held her gaze. "I want you. Everything that comes with that is secondary."
She gasped softly at hearing him say such a tender thing as that, but before she could respond, she saw he was leaning into her again. A cracked yelp broke from her lips as the full flat of his tongue ran up the entire face of her pussy. "Sasuke..!"
"Do you trust me?"
She looked down at the devilman between her legs once more and took a moment to reflect on this question he had asked her many times before. Did she trust him to be honest and caring, not just physically or with her soul, but her heart as well? Emerald eyes search ruby ones once again.
"I trust you, Sasuke."
He smirked. "No more interruptions, then."
Sakura clutched the hiked hem of her tunic as Sasuke brought his tongue back to her flesh. He kissed the insides of both thighs before laying his lips on her hidden pairs in between. She focused on steadying her breath as she felt his tongue slowly lap at her, slowing down immensely more once he was focused on her clitoris. His arms snuck under her thighs to prop himself more on his elbows as his hands anchored on her hips. She gave up on her hem and tightly squeezed his hands instead. Feeling her anxious grip, he rubbed her knuckles again in a soothing motion until she slackened her hold.
"Does that feel good?" He asked, pulling back from his lazy licks. He went back down as soon as she nodded.
Moving away from her burning nub for a moment, he migrated down to her weeping slit and let his tongue lap up the seemingly never-ending flow she was producing. He moaned into her, sending chilling vibrations up her spine. That expert tongue proceeded inside as he angled his head back and forth to reach as deep inside her as he could. Her eyes fluttered shut under the coiling pleasure he was winding up inside her. She thought back on the handful of other guys who had offered to go down on her and their techniques. Rushed licking, strange patterns, complete neglect of the clitor-
"Oh my god..!" Sakura gasped. He had moved back to the tiny bundle of nerves and was spiraling his tongue closer and closer to it until he was wrapping his inhumanly long tongue around it.
"Just the Devil's work," Sasuke coyly responded when he pulled away for just a moment. After returning to his work for a few more minutes, Sakura's leg began shaking involuntarily which brought a deep smirk to the devilman's face. Her grip tightened on his hands to the point that would make any man cringe but for Sasuke it only brought on more excitement. Once he could feel her edging close to her release, he slowed his pacing and pulled his tongue away.
"W-what…" She panted, eyes hazy with lust. Why did he stop?
He looked up at her and used his tongue to clean his face of all her juices that had coated his chin and cheeks. "I needed to tell you how delicious you are before I get to making you come for me."
Sakura's cheeks were already flushed from his ministrations, but he managed to coax her to a level higher of redness. "You're unbelievable," she muttered, fidgeting her hips as she desperately craved more of his touch.
Lowering himself back down with that devious grin still in place, she watched him slide his snake-like tongue out to graze her opening again. "Sasuke," she groaned in frustration, starving for more. "Please."
"Please what?" Sasuke instigated, replacing his tongue with the bare tip of his finger. The ghosting motion was driving her insane and he knew it.
Her nails dug into his hands and his grin only continued to grow. "Please keep going…" Her voice was a strained whisper, but he was in no rush, and that was exactly what she was afraid of.
"That's what I'm doing, is it not?" He feigned innocence to a sickening degree. She tried pushing her hips down onto his finger for relief, but he used the one hand on her hip to steady her. "Tell me what you want, Sakura."
Her eyes screwed shut and all she could focus on was the incessant teasing of his finger just inside her opening, gliding up and down, up and down, up and down, holding her hostage and on the edge of the world. "I-I want to come," she ground out.
"I see," Sasuke responded, as though he was mulling over the situation in deep thought. "I suppose I can help you. Do you want me to help you?" She gasped when his thumb grazed her throbbing clit.
"Yes, do it!" She squirmed more, failing to maintain contact with his thumb. He went back to running his index inside her opening, driving her further up the wall by the second.
"I want you to be very clear in your request to me, Sakura. You get one chance here or I'll make you sit with no touching at all for fifteen minutes until you can ask again." Her eyes snapped forward and caught his grin. Sasuke chuckled and used his thumb to rub a few circles around her clit this time. "I'm kidding about the second part. I would love for you to ask me properly though."
He pulled his hand away once more and Sakura felt as though the air was being sucked out of her lungs. She couldn't wait any longer. "Sasuke, please make me come," she begged.
Sasuke hummed appreciatively and smirked while he positioned himself in front of her dripping slit again. "Hn. I'm going to make sure you come real hard for me. Prepare yourself."
His tongue lapped at her juices a few times before slipping inside while his thumb went back to trailing around her clit and activating all the nerves around it. As she laid there at his mercy, she noticed a new sensation. His tongue wasn't just shallowly lapping at the front walls of her vagina, but had made it deep enough to press on something that heightened her stimulation exponentially.
"A-ah, there!" She cried, desperately clinging to the coiling of her orgasm.
Sasuke moaned into her as her body began to shake again. She was so close and soon became rigid in anticipation. The massaging of her G-spot at the same time as her clitoris was proving to be all too much for her fragile form to take. Like a rupturing volcano, her orgasm exploded from within her and washed over her entire body. Sasuke slowed his rhythm and carefully retreated his hand and tongue once the waves of her orgasm had subsided.
"Wow," she commented breathlessly.
Sasuke sat up and pulled himself beside her to gently remove the supporting pillows and lie her down fully. He pushed some loose strands of hair from her face as he softened his smirk. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" She stared up at him incredulously, still not fully understanding how that was simply satisfying for him and not at all sexually frustrating.
"That was amazing," she whispered, still not fully off her orgasmic high. He pulled one of silk sheets over her and laid beside her as he continued to stroke her hair. He wondered if he ever wouldn't find her flushed cheeks endearing. "I've never had someone do that before."
"Use their demon snake tongue to penetrate you?" He clarified, sending her through the usual motions of embarrassment.
"Well, yes. That." She timidly leaned forward to bring her lips to his. She could taste herself on him and took a second to wear that little tidbit with pride. She just had her world rocked by one of the best orgasms of her life, courtesy of Satan. Was that something she was proud of? Maybe not exactly, but she knew it felt damn good.
Sasuke shifted onto his back and rested his head on his hands. "Sleep, we have quite a journey ahead of us."
And there ya have it! Twenty chapters in and some spice to send you home! I'd love to hear any thoughts, feelings, suggestions for how this continues on since I always have been working on a pretty loose outline. I'd also appreciate hearing from you all about when you started reading SSD and your thoughts on its progression since coming aboard. Thank you all for supporting and reading! xoxo