SasuSaku Lemon 1:
Sasuke leant against the wall of the veranda, his hand resting neatly on his hip, and wore what appeared to be his signature waistcoat and trousers. A small smile tugged his features, and in her approach, Sakura found a similar, yet more sultry, grin playing at hers.
"Sakura," his voice echoed, and her heart fairly skipped a beat. It was good to hear her name on his lips again.
She pushed him against the wall and pressed her lips against his, and in response, Sasuke's hand found its way to the small of her back. He pulled inward, deepening the kiss.
She squirmed slightly as her tongue slid across his lips, pleading hungrily for entrance, and with a light groan he parted them. Sakura set to work exploring, only coming up for air when absolutely necessary. Her hands meanwhile found delight in tracing his body, contour after contour, rippling muscles giving way to softer squishier bits...
Giving her lover's behind another squeeze, she brought their hips together. Feeling something hot and hard up against her thigh, she grinned. "You naughty boy..."
"I can't help it, Sakura." he smirked.
Grabbing his arm, Sakura coyly led him into the house, past the lounge, kitchen, and bathroom. When they reached the bedroom Sakura let go of him and instead began to remove her clothes. Sasuke waited patiently for her to finish. When she turned to look at him, all he did was undo a single button visible on his left shoulder and his outfit simply slid off his body, revealing age old scars, toned muscles, and... Well not all of his clothes slid off that easily, and Sakura could see why.
"Shall I help you with that, darling?" She said, grabbing both the cloth, and what it hid. Sakura saw Sasuke shudder, and felt excitement rush through her.
Her hands eased their grip, now fully removing the defunct cloth from Sasuke's otherwise bare frame. As the cloth fell, what it had held back sprang up with a vengeance, and little Sasuke stood full and proud. Sakura pressed herself up against him and resumed their kissing. She felt his love touch her and began small pushing motions against his body.
He moaned lightly, sliding his hand down to cup Sakura's bare bottom while his heat rubbed against against her belly and lower chest. A similar heat began to pool inside her as she continued moving her hips on him.
They moved toward the bed as one, falling down once they reached it. Sasuke on top, Sakura beneath. He squeezed her bottom again and her back arched in pleasure. Sakura reached a hand down toward his manhood and gently squeezed. Sasuke let out a light groan and pulled away a little.
Gently cupping her cheek, then her breast, and then moving his hand down her front, Sasuke smiled. Their faces were still close, and she could feel his hot breath like sauna steam. Then he placed a thumb on her most sensitive area, meanwhile pressing the rest of his fingers on her lower abdomen. He backed up a bit, and very slowly lowered himself. His lips trailed their way from her neck to her chest, until Sakura could no longer see them.
She heard him lick his lips, and with a delighted squeal she felt him lick her lips too. He continued in small circular motions, leaving her petals occasionally to pay attention to her thighs, and returning at just the right moments to make her grip the bedsheets with extra strength.
The heat in her belly was becoming increasingly unbearable, her body and soul were aching for sweet release, and for a long second she thought Sasuke would finish the mission to completion without letting his little fellow compete. She realised just how wrong she was when he pulled back from between her legs and came back up to kiss her on the forehead.
"I hope you're ready." He whispered, close enough to her ear that she could feel his breath condense on her earlobe. He lowered himself in slowly, his one arm now both cradling her head and keeping him from falling on top of her too fast.
Sakura let out a light moan and bit her lip. A second later she kissed Sasuke with renewed vigour, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, pulling him in. He kissed her back with equal delight, pressing down on her until at long last his full length was inside her.
He leant on her, using his full weight to push just that last bit further, and was rewarded with a much louder moan from Sakura.
"Is that alright for you?" He asked.
She nodded, breaking their kiss slightly. He smirked, and then began thrusting, each movement bringing her closer and closer to the edge.
She closed her eyes, drinking in the pleasure of his throbbing member. She clenched when he did it too hard, and trembled when he was soft on her.
Sasuke felt her tighten, and knew she was getting close. That was fine, he was close too.
"Sakura, I'm going to-"
"Keep going," she moaned. "I'm almost-"
With a high-pitched moan, Sakura came, her nails digging into Sasuke's back and leaving deep red marks in his soft skin. Sasuke slowed his thrusting, becoming gentler as Sakura rode the waves of pleasure down to earth. Sasuke came too, a deep groan emanating from within his chest. He pulled her body close to his, feeling her heartbeat calming as her tide subsided.
Sakura was breathing heavily, but she found the energy to kiss him. It was a deep, prolonged kiss that lasted for what seemed like an eternity.
"You're mine, Sasuke." Sakura intoned as forcefully as she could.
Sasuke nodded, smirked, and kissed her forehead.
"Of course, I'd have it no other way..." then he smiled, "After all, I love you, Sakura."