Submitted for Naruto Smut Monday 2021, March Prompts: Idle hands/Trading Favor
A/N- This fic contains NSFW content, if you aren't comfortable with it then you're welcome to press the back button and read other SFW fics of mine. Now that I am done with shameless self-promo, I would share something about this fic. This was left unattended in my drafts for several months, and I never had enough confidence to publish this. Thanks to Naruto Smut Mondays event to give me a boost and platform to finally submit this.
Dual Purpose
Summary: Sakura knew her student's hand can heal her wounds, but one day his hand did more to please her!
Sakura flinched from pain as Sasuke gently laid her down on the futon.
They had been ambushed as they were traveling, leaving Sakura injured. The wounds were not fatal, but Sakura hadn't been able to heal herself immediately then. They had been continuously traveling for weeks, without proper rest because of their mission. This had taken a toll on her, and Sasuke decided to find them an inn in a nearby town.
Sakura examined her injuries — some deep cuts and some minor scratches. She concentrated green healing chakra on her palm, but it dissipated.
She sighed, assuring Sasuke, "I'll heal them after I get some rest."
Sasuke shook his head as he sat in front of her and said, "Let me heal them."
"It's okay, Sasuke-kun. I really can take care after an hour of rest and so."
Sasuke hesitated at first, but he said, "I need to refine my skills." His eyes fell towards her slender legs that were covered with angry red cuts.
It had been quite some time since Sasuke had asked Sakura to teach him basic medical ninjutsu. Sakura happily agreed to help, and it amazed her how quickly Sasuke learned.
"Alright," Sakura agreed, smiling.
But the smile was short-lived when his fingers brushed over her right ankle, inspecting the wound there. He positioned her ankle to get a better look at the cut.
Although physical intimacy was nothing new for them, Sasuke's hand gripping her ankle sent electric waves through her body. Her cheeks flushed with the deepest shade of red. Too bold of her to assume touches like those couldn't churn a sensation in her core.
Sasuke closed his eyes to concentrate as green warm light started enveloping his palm. He focused his chakra flow through her skin, mending the cut and leaving her skin spotless.
His eyes then wandered to her knees, which had some minor scratches. It took a few minutes and less effort to heal those.
The cool sensation of healing chakra wasn't helping Sakura as much as she thought it would have. The friction of his calloused finger on her supple skin was leaving her breathless, but she tried to hold the reins of her ravaging hormones.
Feeling Sasuke's chakra getting frenzied and unsteady, Sakura reminded him, "If you use too much chakra, you are going to make the wound worse."
Sasuke pouted before he focused again, knitting his brow together. After a few seconds, he regained the steady flow again.
Sakura found it cute and thought it was a perfect opportunity to tease Sasuke.
"Ne, Sasuke-kun, you should thank me properly for being a good teacher."
"Aah, I should," Sasuke replied, smirking as he worked on the last cut on her right leg.
Although he seemed unaffected by the alluring contours of her body, the smooth skin of hers tempted him right from the moment he had set eyes on it. He also didn't fail to notice how his touches were making her chest heave. But he continued to heal Sakura, one cut at a time, each wound ignoring the new aching pain that he was imparting to her.
That left just one cut left on the outer side of her left thigh. A kunai had slashed through her shorts, slitting the skin there. It was another wound that Sakura thought she would heal herself later.
Sakura was taken by surprise when Sasuke's finger started circling around the cut as he leaned towards her. Sakura's body stiffened at his sudden action. Their faces were a few centimetres apart, and both of them felt their hot breaths tickling each other.
With his infamous smirk, Sasuke said, tugging the hem of her shorts, "You need to get out of these so I can heal that."
"What if I don't?" Sakura dared to say, although she knew her lover had his own way to get what he wanted.
Sasuke's hand trekked upwards, hooking into the waistband of her shorts as his gaze fell towards her lips.
"Then, I'll..." He slided down the garment from her waist as Sakura lifted herself to allow the garment to slip past her legs.
Sasuke chuckled as he withdrew his face away from her and started healing the cut.
Shannaroo! Sakura blinked as she realised she was the one who had ended up being teased.
Her eyes fell towards her nether region, and she didn't know if it was his closeness or the embarrassment that was making her face burn. The short length of her qipao barely covered anything — the outlines of black panty peeked through the edges.
With the last flick of soothing chakra, the healing was complete.
With a seductive tone Sasuke asked, "Shall I now proceed to 'Thank you'?" His light, careful touches changed to needy ones as his hand sneaked to her inner thighs. Sakura gasped.
Sasuke leaned to capture her lips as he pinched her hip. Sakura entangled her arms around his neck and kissed him back. Sasuke's hand trailed up from her hip to her torso as his tongue slid, parting her lips, and Sakura moaned in response. Their tongues clashed, tasting each other. Sakura winced when Sasuke pulled her closer and squeezed her left shoulder.
"I think my clavicle is fractured a bit," Sakura smiled apologetically, hiding her pain, and rubbed the part lightly.
"Hn." Healing her was a greater priority than thanking her.
But since the action was on, Sakura thought to play along.
Sakura smirked and started unclipping her qipao. Sasuke watched in amazement as she pushed the collar of qipao sideways, revealing her bare shoulder. Sasuke closed the distance as his hands glowed green again to heal the fracture.
Sakura's green eyes fell over his lips. She leaned forward to kiss them again, her tongue tracing his mouth. Sweetly and softly, she let her lips trail on his cheeks and jaws, while Sasuke seemed unmoved by her attempts. He was proud of his insane focus and Uchiha Sasuke didn't want to give in to the temptation.
At least, not now.
Fractured bones required more precise chakra control than healing any other wounds, but his teacher wasn't helping him much now. He could feel Sakura's hand clinging to his dark hair while the other roamed down his torso. The heat that had started to pool down in his stomach unfurled more and more when Sakura's fingers grabbed his clothed erection.
He stifled a moan, focussing more on his work. Perhaps Sakura wanted to test Sasuke's resilience, but he wasn't surrendering — neither to his nor her desires.
Sakura leisurely rubbed her knuckles against him, and Sasuke struggled to maintain a steady chakra flow. He warned her with his intense gaze, but Sakura, seeing a chance to tease him, smiled coyly as she unknotted his shinobi pants. His eyes widened as her hands slipped inside and pumped him achingly slow and painful.
Sasuke wasn't always the one to get what he wanted.
Sasuke wished he had another hand to just stop Sakura's dainty hand from moving up and down on his throbbing member because it was such a distraction — a good one.
Fuck, he cursed under his breath, eyes shutting close. The chakra flowing through his palm cut off abruptly.
Finding herself in an advantageous situation, Sakura purred into his ear, "I didn't expect my student to get distracted. Is it that good, Sa-su-ke-kun?"
The hot breath fanning over his skin and the melodious seductive voice almost got him, but his grip on her shoulders tightened. Sakura yelped as he pushed her back on futon, pinning her against his body.
"I didn't expect my teacher to be the distraction," Sasuke rasped, prying off her hand. Sakura groaned in disappointment while Sasuke chuckled devilishly, relishing her state. Her heaving breast, peeking from corners of messed up qipao, pressing against his wasn't any better of a position than before. He concentrated chakra on his palm again, ignoring her squirming beneath him.
Focusing on her broken clavicle, Sasuke propped up on his stump to look at Sakura — her arms splayed on each side of her head, eyes hooded with lust, anticipating his touch. Getting the space to move her hands, Sakura swiftly sneaked her hand inside his boxers. She flicked her thumb over the tip, and hummed, his hot shaft leaking precum.
Sasuke dipped his face down till his lips caught hers in a fervent dance of passion. He nipped on her lower lip to ease the sweet aching pleasure that was getting stronger with every stroke. His hand snaked down her body, savouring every curve that fit perfectly against his palm. All the moans that left her mouth made him eager to hear more. Sakura gazed up at him, involuntarily widening her thighs. Sasuke's finger dipped inside her panties, his eyes never breaking contact with hers. He stroked her slit, his mind going blank from the wetness down there.
Sakura gasped as his calloused fingers teased her slippery folds, her hold on his member getting tighter, and her strokes firmer and faster. Sasuke hissed as he started stroking her engorged clit, making her lose her control. Sakura arched her back, pushing her soft mounds against his chest. Sasuke's hot breaths against her throat sent a tingling sensation down to her core.
Sasuke was proud of his hand that could heal and make the woman beneath him writhe.
Soon they both were muttering incoherent words between kisses, while their hands helped each other to reach a state of bliss.
Sakura looked down, breaking their gaze, where both of their hands had vanished inside each other's garments. It turned her on even more to imagine the sight of her glistening folds under Sasuke's dexterous fingers. She shuddered just from feeling the throbbing member pulsating around her deft hands.
Sakura's expression left him in awe as bucked his hips.
"Ahh, I'm gonna-" Sakura shrieked, forgetting what she was about to say when Sasuke's finger snugly fit inside her pussy.
"Kami! This feels so good," Sakura mewled as he added another finger and rocked her hard and fast.
Sakura's fingers trembled around Sasuke's erection and another gripped the futon tightly as Sasuke made her lose her mind and rhythm. Sasuke was dangerously close to his release when her muscles clenched deliciously around his finger while he chased out her orgasm. He groaned, his hands still buried deep inside her while her trembling hold pumped Sasuke's till she felt hot sticky liquid spilling through her fingers.
Sasuke collapsed on Sakura's healed shoulder, riding the waves of pleasure, panting hard.
"We need to clean up," Sakura announced after a few moments passed.
"All because of your skilled hands," Sasuke mumbled into her neck, as dragged his finger over the material of her panty to wipe off his fingers.
"Excuse me? Not my fault entirely," Sakura blushed as she pushed Sasuke away and saw his cum coating her fingers.
As Sakura ran towards the washroom, Sasuke rested on futon, and asked in a smug tone, throwing the kunoichi in pits of embarrassment. "So, how did I do?"
Sakura turned to face him as she quirked her brows, "In what?"
Sasuke scoffed, "Medical ninjutsu, obviously."
"Oh?"
Sakura replied naughtily before walking inside the washroom, "You have a long way to go, my dear student, before you grasp it perfectly."
Ah! I think this wasn't that good. I'm trying to write smuts, so positive reviews and suggestions are welcome. Thank you!