He backed her into his home, his mouth never left hers as he guided her. She giggled a bit when he swore as they stumbled. They crashed onto the floor, she just laughed, he growled then he was kissing her again, she heard him kick the door shut with a slam against the storm. They were soaking wet from the rain, she tasted a bite of sake on his lips and tongue as he kissed her and gasped when he pulled away from her. He yanked her up again; his fingers deftly undid the white silk dress she had worn that night for their private ceremony.
"Impatient?" she inquired teasingly as she hung onto her new husband.
"Hn," he replied as he grabbed her by the hips and lifted her up. She smiled as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her legs around his hips and felt her dress pool at her hips as he slammed her against another wall.
"No bra?" he inquired as he grabbed one of her breasts.
"Uh-uh," she gasped in delight. Though she hadn't been endowed in the breast department like her mentor or her friends; and Sai had even dared to call her flat, her new husband didn't seem to mind. His mouth continued to attack hers' while his thumb rubbed her nipple. She tangled her fingers in his midnight hair and groaned. Somehow he pulled them away from the wall; he unhooked her legs from around his waist. She just about slumped to the floor with that white silk dress of hers.
"No you don't," he growled as he grabbed her by her arm. She blushed a bit for she felt odd standing before him in her heels and skimpy pink lace thong which Ino had insisted she wear for tonight.
His onyx eye was red as his gazed raked over her, there was a slight curve of his lips which had her heart pounding away mercilessly in her chest. Never in her entire life had she stood before a man naked, but here she was standing before the only man she had ever loved as bare as the day she had been born. Though she was a medic, a doctor and knew how sex worked she'd never had a lover, and ever had she stood before a man naked. She wanted to cover herself up, it wasn't like she was beautiful or pretty or anything, her breast were too small, her curves were minimal and her legs long. But when she moved to do cover herself his hand had her wrists pinned above her head and his mouth was on hers' again. Before she knew what he was doing he scooped her up bridal style and ran to a room in his house.
Her head fell back as she laughed then she giggled hysterically when he tossed her unceremoniously onto a soft futon. She was grinning broadly as she looked up at him. He stripped quickly revealing toned muscles, old scars, the curse mark, and a body that even a god would envy. She was a medic and knew how men looked naked but she would admit never in her life had the sight of a man arroused her. Her eyes wondered over his broad chest to his abs to his erection which made her lick her lips then he fell on top of her.
"Sakura," he whispered.
"Sasuke," she smiled at him as he kissed her again. It felt so good, and his hands slid over her body then. There was a trail of fire racing through her body from his touch. His hands massaged her breasts; she writhed beneath him as she arched into his touch trying to get closer.
"Be patient," he whispered in her ear, she was panting for breath. "It's going to be a long night."
His lips trailed down her jaw to her collar bone where he sucked and nipped her lightly. Come tomorrow she'd have a hickey there that she wouldn't be able to hide; she knew this but didn't care. The heels she was wearing dug into the futon as she bit her lip from the intensity of what he was doing as his tongue swirled on her skin. She groaned loudly as thunder cracked overhead. Her hands fisted in the silk sheets of the futon as he gave that spot a lot of attention.
"I like this," Sasuke mused when he pulled away from her. She glared up at her new husband as he sat between her legs looking down on her. No doubt she looked like a wreck too as her pink hair was likely to be wild from his fingers, her body was heaving in pleasure and desire and her green eyes glared at him.
"I always wondered if you were a natural pinkette," he whispered seductively as his fingers hooked the lacy thong. She frowned.
Of course she was natural! What sane person would dye their hair pink!?
There was a ripping of material.
"Guess that answers that," he grinned a feral smile then and she shivered. He came back over her and kissed her slowly as his hands rested on her thighs. She felt what material she had been wearing fall away as her husband kissed her. She brought a hand up to his jaw as he continued kissing her deeply, slowly, like he had all the time in the world.
It felt nice to be kissed like this, she thought as his hands slid up her thighs. His fingers parted her folds, she moaned against his mouth. She felt hot and wet and a bit embarrassed at his actions, but soon that was forgotten when his lips left hers and trailed down her throat to the mark. He lovingly pressed his lips to the mark he had left moments ago. Lightning illuminated her husband's Sharingan then.
The red made her shiver, but not in fear as her fingers came to tangle themselves in his thick hair. The air in his home was cold, she could feel her breast standing erect and at attention under his attention and in the cold air of his home. Her skin was developing goosebumps but she didn't care. She just about screamed though when his hot mouth latched onto her nipple. His tongue swirled over the pink bud and then he sucked, she was losing her mind as the pleasure raced through her body. He sucked on her breast hard, she squirmed in delight then she moaned as his real hand found her clit.
"Holy shit! Sasuke!" she screamed, thunder roared as the rain pounded against the windows of his house. She felt him smile against her breast but he never stopped what he was doing. His teeth grazed over her skin, she shivered and she felt his finger slid into her entrance then.
Was the man trying to drive her insane? She wondered before she moaned again, his mouth left her breast, she whimpered and then he gave its sister equally thorough attention. Lightly, he tugged her nipple between his teeth, she groaned and this seemed to please him as his finger began setting her hips in a steady, slow, rhythm which was pleasuring her more than she could believe at this moment.
"Oh Kami, Sasuke," she breathed when he slid a second finger into her folds while his thumb toyed with her clit. The man's fingers were killing her! They were pleasuring her! They were making her lose her mind as the pleasure coursed through her pulsing body. She felt herself tighten, she heard him hiss, thunder shook the house again. The stiletto heels of her shoes were digging into the mattress, she wanted the fucking shoes gone but couldn't seem to form the words.
In fact she couldn't even form a coherent thought as his tongue traced her nipple on her now soft breast. He pulled away, his eyes were still a brilliant red, his hand was still moving her in his rhythm and occasionally she could feel his erection against her slit. Sakura's head fell back; the storm with in her could rival the one wailing on the village at this moment. His mouth was on hers' again as another finger entered her, what was he trying to do!?
Kill her with pleasure!?
It would be a better death than him electrocuting her with his hand plunged in her chest. Sakura's head rolled to the side as she groaned. His lips just kissed her temple and he quickened the pace he had her hips going in. Her eyes shut against the sensations coursing through her, it felt so good, too good, it was going to drown her, consume her and destroy her.
"Sakura," he grunted, it sounded divine to her. She turned to look at him as she bit her lip trying not to lose herself to the sensations taking over her. His red gaze was watching her intently as he sat between her legs looking totally focused on what he was doing. Her body tensed again, she moaned then he looked up at her as she clung to the sheets and tried to grip her sanity. The heels of her stilettos stabbed the mattress then. Fuck! She thought as the pleasure consumed her.
"Sasuke!" she screamed as she couldn't fight off the pleasure, her hands tore the sheets, she heard material ripping as thunder roared again. Her body arched into his as she flew up to him and wrapped herself around him. His fingers never stopped as the pleasure crashed over her. Damn him, this felt too good to be real!
"Good girl," he tugged the lobe of her ear with his teeth as she leaned against him panting. His hand slowed its pace and soon her hips stopped pumping as she gasped for breath against his shoulder. She looked up at his red eyes, the Sharingan was still activated, she wondered why. She felt his erection against her butt as she sat on his lap. There was a devious smile on his lips as he held her; she just tried to catch her breath.
"Feel better, my cherry blossom?" he whispered in her ear, she shuddered as she sat there. And felt a tad bit embarrassed when his wet hand trailed down her spine, she also shivered as again her body began to heat up and pulse in anticipation.
"My shoes…they're killing me," Sakura groaned against him as she felt his erection rub her folds as he shifted her in his arms. It felt amazing, but it terrified her too because he felt huge. How was he supposed to fit in her if he was that big!? True as a medic she knew how sex worked and she knew the pleasure people gained from sex but she wasn't so sure now. She was not big enough to fit all of him, of this she was certain.
"Can't have that," he whispered as he kissed her temple and laid her back on the bed before she watched him undo the straps of her shoes. Then the awful sandal stiletto heels Ino had insisted she wear for today were gone to her relief. She watched him throw them away and smiled a bit then.
Sasuke settled between her spread legs then. Again she felt his erection but he didn't give her a chance to worry about it as he came down and gave her another slow, deep, mind numbing, body heating kiss. It was wonderful and it was distracting, she moaned as she brought her arms around his shoulders and held him to her as he kissed her. For years she had dreamt of this.
For years she had dreamt of marrying him, even when he was mad with hatred. For years she had loved him, and only him, with all her heart, soul and being. For years he had made her cry and made her hurt in ways she never thought possible because she loved him so much and hated what he was doing to himself. For years she had loved him, him not the façade he presented to the world but him; though at first she had loved that façade but she had been a child and knew nothing of real love. But now he was here, he was making love to her, he was kissing her, and not one of his insane fangirls.
Since he had returned to the village she had loved him from afar and offered only her friendship to him because he didn't seem to need her love. Besides, he was Uchiha Sasuke, he had his pick of women and many of his fangirls were gorgeous women who Sakura knew she could never compete with. So last week when he had asked her to marry him she thought it a joke, yes a joke, she had asked where Naruto was waiting so he could jump out and laugh at her with Sasuke. Call her skeptical but he didn't exactly express love to her in any form. He had even tried to kill her a time or two, so despite her loving him she knew he did not love her. There was no doubt about it in her mind; Uchiha Sasuke did not love her despite her one-sided, deep love of him.
He had looked wounded and then told her it wasn't a joke, she snorted and said she'd pass. She wouldn't marry a man who didn't love her and who's proposal (though it was everything she wanted and more because it was Sasuke) was a joke so he could laugh at her. They had parted ways and she was certain her heart was breaking. The next day they had been sparring, he pinned her about three hours into their practice and demanded she marry him. She growled and said no; again, though she was denying herself something she really wanted. He didn't seem to take offense as they left the training grounds for lunch and chatted happily away. Well she did most the talking; Sasuke wasn't much of a talker.
When she had returned home that night she had cried again because she wished desperately he'd stop asking her to marry him when he didn't love her and she loved him to the point it was painful. It was the next night, after a long shift at the hospital when she stumbled home and he was in her kitchen cooking. She didn't notice him, contributed his presence to a hallucination due to exhaustion at first and walked straight to the shower. It was when she stepped into the shower, soaked her hair that she froze, then snatched a towel and raced to her kitchen where he was still cooking.
She had stood there stupefied staring at him. He came to her; she just gaped at the sight of him in her tiny kitchen. He had then told her he would be marrying her, whether she liked it or not, because he was not sharing her with anyone. He had then kissed her, which had stunned her and he swore he'd get a yes out of her if it was the last thing he did that night, no matter how far he had to go. Sakura then demanded to know why he wanted to marry her, he said it was simple:
She loved him.
He hadn't said anything more as she cried and said yes, so long as he really wanted her.
And that had led her to where she was now. Beneath Sasuke, being kissed like there was no tomorrow as his hands grabbed her thighs, spread her legs wide and lifted her knees high so they were nearly pressed to her chest. Sakura groaned loudly as the storm boomed outside of their house.
"Sasuke," Sakura breathed.
"Relax Sakura, it only hurts once," he promised as he kissed the corner of her eye. Then she screamed as his hips slammed into hers as he filled her. There was stinging, stabbing, throbbing sort of pain and another unique king of pain she had never felt as he stretched her. Tears welled in her eyes as she stared at the ceiling, lightning again lit the room. Sasuke looked down at her with gentle eyes but his Sharingan was still bright.
"Sorry," he murmured as he leaned over and kissed her tears. She just stared at him, he didn't move but he was being so kind to her as he remained still in her.
"Continue, Sasuke," Sakura whispered because he seemed pained as he remained still.
He looked her in the eye, she hissed a bit as he pulled out of her body so only a tip of him was in her then he surged forward again. He continued his thrusting in a slow steady rhythm, he held her hands then, her fingers entwined with his as she relaxed. Again the pleasure began to slowly take over her. Soon she was meeting his thrusts. It was awkward at first but she couldn't seem to stop her body from moving with his. Soon their motions were fluid; again the pleasure was taking over her body as she moaned.
His mouth was on hers' again. She gasped as the pressure built again and Sasuke quickened their pace as their motions continued. Sakura groaned as her head fell back, he trailed his lips over her throat. Her heart hammered away in her ribs as her body heated with each thrust and each grunt that escaped her husband's lips. She wrapped her legs around his hips as she screamed, he thrusted into her with more force and speed then.
"SASUKE!" she screamed as her back arched, her head fell back and the pleasure again over took her and consumed her. She felt his lips curved into a smile against her skin, she lay beneath him gasping. He let out a low groan and she felt his seed flood into her, fell her as he collapsed against her then.
"Sakura," he murmured as he kissed her temple then.
"I love you," she whispered as she wrapped her arms around her husband. Thunder boomed overhead again as they lay there. Her eyes closed and for the first time in a long time she felt loved and protected as her husband pulled out of her and wrapped her up in his arm and prosthetic arm.
Sasuke stared at the woman who he had been trying to get to marry since he had returned to the village. He mostly had Naruto to blame for his desire to marry Sakura, Naruto had pointed out that Sakura had men who were pursuing her. He had been furious at the news, and even more furious when he watched some guys flirt with her. The worst part about all of it was that Sakura hadn't noticed the men flirting with her as she had walked through the village.
He couldn't stand the thought of anyone else getting her and for a year he had gone about proving himself worthy of her love and forgiveness after all he had done to her. He had always been the source of pain for Sakura, he knew, when he looked back over all he had done to her he was amazed she even wanted to be near him or that she still loved him. So over the course of the last week he had demanded her to marry him, she had said no every time to his irritation.
It had been like a stab in his heart when she had said no to him. But he wouldn't give up, he would have Haruno Sakura as his wife if it was the last thing he did. He couldn't live without that infuriating, annoying woman, and worse was the fact that she had no idea just how much she meant to him. What had hurt more than her no though was the fact she thought he was joking with her, that had all but killed him on the inside. Now though she knew how serious he had been as he held her firmly to his chest and smiled at having achieved what he desired for the past year.
He didn't know if he loved her, but he did know he couldn't live without her. He knew he would cause her pain in the future, he knew he'd hurt her again when he told her a part of the reason he had rushed their marriage, and he knew it would pain her when he left her again. But he also knew she would love him still, she would wait for him, and she would smile at him when he returned. It was that smile of hers that meant the most to him; it was also the most revealing part of her personality.
Sasuke pressed his lips to her temple as he held her tightly against him.
Come tomorrow he'd hurt her again. But he swore here and now, as the storm outside them raged on mercilessly, that until the day he died he'd care for her and only her and return to her. He woke her again with a greedy kiss, he couldn't leave her alone, and he would never leave her alone. He craved her again, she stirred then.
"Sasuke," she whispered, he smiled and kissed her again as he rolled on top of her.
