WARNING: Drinking mention,and another smut chapter
Three days has already passed and Sakura still couldn't believe what just happened.
She just had sex with the man she's been lusting over for months, Uchiha Madara, in his office. In his fucking office! And it was a million times better than any of her daydreams.
He even invited her to his house this weekend, which is already tonight, so that means this isn't only a one-time thing. She's going to feel him in her again and that makes her feel like she's in cloud nine.
She doesn't know where this is going, but it doesn't matter now. He invited her into his house, and they're going to have sex again, possibly longer, and the anticipation is just killing her!
She didn't expect things to escalate so quickly, she got used to waiting for Sasuke for everything yet nothing ever happened.
But with Madara, everything just seems possible. Could this become something more? Does she even like him that way? Who knows? They don't know each other that well yet, and she surely wants to get to know him more.
Since the last three days, people have been telling her that she's just glowing. She hasn't even worn makeup since then as she's not really the type to wear them daily. She only wears them for special occasions, and meeting Madara was definitely one of it. But people have been complimenting her either way.
"Hey Forehead! You just look so happy. What happened? Did that blind date go well? Can't you just share who it was?"
She saw Ino this morning, and her words kept playing in her head. She just laughed at it.
It's not really a blind date but some things did go very well. Better than expected.
She had been so motivated with her work in the hospital that she was able to accomplish so many paperworks that would have taken her for days to finish. Maybe sex has a good impact on her, taking away her stress and energizing her again.
After her shift, she walks straight home to get ready for the night with Madara. She already had an outfit planned that she's been deciding in the past two days, which is a white sundress with cherry blossom prints on the bottom. She bought this dress a long time ago but she's never really wear it just yet. Seems like it is the perfect time to wear it tonight. She even decided to wear the sexy red lingerie she received from Ino as a joke last Christmas. Little did she know that she will actually get to use out of it someday.
After taking a bath, and wearing her outfit, she looks at herself in the mirror and is very pleased with her appearance. Though, she remembered the way Madara was staring at her lips then, he certainly liked that she wore a red lipstick that day. She quickly grabs the red lipstick on her desk and applies it all over lips, then dabs the excess with a tissue paper.
She smiles at her reflection, feeling very confident but also nervous at the same time. It's already 8 in the evening, so she finally leaves her apartment.
She feels lucky that she didn't get to bump into anyone she knows on her way to the Uchiha compound. She definitely doesn't want to explain why she's all dressed up like she was going on a date, and she absolutely doesn't want to be questioned as to why she's headed to a clan's compound at night.
She looks at the address Madara gave to her, '#116 corner --', ah that must be it.
It is a large old-fashioned wooden house with two floors, surrounded by trees and plants. It looks rather nice.
She walks straight to the doorway and rings the bell. When the door opens, she is greeted by a very tall masculine man wearing only a black muscle shirt, exposing his toned biceps, which made her cheeks redden slightly. She looks away, realizing that she may have been overdressed for this night.
"Sakura, I'd been expecting you. Come in." He grins at her while giving her a way into his house. She walks in and he closes the door.
"I think I may have been overdressed." She laughs nervously.
He checks her out and is very pleased with the fact that she wore a dress and heels, and her lips look very red like how he wanted. She looks undoubtedly gorgeous in his eyes.
"Quite. Do you want me to dress up for you too?"
"No! No, please. You don't have to."
He snickers at her response.
"I already cooked dinner, let's eat."
She follows him as he leads her towards the dining area. The food prepared on the table are roasted fish, rice balls, and miso soup with tofu. There's also some fruits as dessert.
"You cooked all of these? It looks amazing!"
Sakura sits on the opposite of the table, facing Madara.
"Itadakimasu!" they say in unison.
"This is quite delicious." Sakura comments after taking a bite on each dish.
"Of course, not only am I handsome, but I'm also quite the chef. This is why I attract too many women." He chuckles proudly.
"You're one arrogant man."
"And you like that about me, don't you?"
"Who even said that I like you?" She replies playfully.
"Now, now. Lass. You came over here to see my handsome face again. Lying is not your best skill."
"Oh, shush!"
He laughs.
She's starting to feel more comfortable around him and is actually enjoying his flirty banter towards her. He's very easy to get along with despite his frequent arrogance.
"You used to be very shy and polite towards me. What's up with the attitude now?"
" Well, you're the one who invited me, so. Maybe you're the one who couldn't get enough of me?" She smirks, feeling proud of her statement.
"So what if I couldn't?" He smirks back.
She blushes then looks straight back to her food. He really is just so handsome and it makes him even more attractive that he's fully aware.
--
"I'll help with the dishes."
"No. I'll clean up everything quickly, you are my guest. I insist that you stay in the living room and get ready." He says, emphasizing the last words seductively.
"Whatever you say."
She walks to the living room and sit at the couch. She wonders what he meant exactly by 'get ready'.
She opens her purse then takes the compact mirror and lipstick to reapply it all over her lips again.
Should she take off her dress now to show off herself in lingerie or should she let him do it?
"Oi, why are you taking your clothes off? Won't you get cold?"
She panics at his words and hides herself from him in the couch.
"Eh? I-I wasn't! You perv, stop looking! I was only adjusting my dress!" She yells, blushing furiously as she re-buttons her dress again.
"I have a bathroom, you know. You wild woman. Do you drink wine? Red or white?"
"Red please."
"Excellent choice."
She hears his footsteps as he walks towards the living room. Two glasses of wine reaches her gaze as he places the bottle on the coffee table with his other hand. She takes one of the glasses from his grasp.
"Arigatou."
He sits next to her, then sips the wine in his glass. She does the same.
He starts the conversation by talking about the recent outbreak she did a research on and she exchanges her thoughts on it as well. She was curious about that total chaos, and glad that the police force has already found the culprit.
He then tells her stories about the interesting events that happened during many of his solo missions that he's taken recently.
He lets her tell stories about her past missions as well, and is very attentive to every word she speaks. But she mostly wants to hear more about his life as he is much older and much more experienced than her.
He isn't hesitant to be open about some parts of his life with her. He bears a resemblance to Sasuke, but in terms of personality, he is very different from him. Sasuke is more closed off and barely talks about anything in his life. He'll always say that "it has nothing to do with you" or "it's not something you have to know" which can be frustrating at times. He is just more of a listener than a conversationalist like Madara.
She likes that about Madara, he is interesting and fun to talk with. He makes her feel comfortable around him despite the arrogance. She also must admit, his smugness really makes him more attractive to her. His confidence is super sexy.
She definitely wants to see him train and see just how much of an expert he is at Kenjutsu and Taijutsu. She's heard about his Mangekyo Sharingan abilities but she's more interested to see his raw skills. Maybe she could ask to spar with him sometimes.
And as much as she enjoys talking about everything with him, two hours has already passed and Madara seems to not show any sort of movement towards her. She wants to be intimate with him already.
She wonders why. Is she not attractive enough tonight? Should she do the first moves to arouse him? Maybe asking Ino about first dates wouldn't be so bad.
This wine is already making her tipsy, or maybe really drunk. She couldn't really tell, but the wine bottle on the table is almost empty.
She steals a glance on the man beside her, whom is still busy talking about his battles, not realizing that she already stopped paying attention. He is extremely talkative when he drinks, she realizes.
"Oi, are you still listening to me?"
He was so straightforward with her when the first time they did it, but right now he's being so difficult with her. She looks at his crotch to see if he's getting big but she couldn't quite tell since he's wearing all black. Maybe touching his thigh wouldn't be too out of place. After all, didn't he invite her tonight for another sex?
She rubs his thigh to see his reaction. He just glances at her hand, but continues sharing stories about his battle rivalry with Hashirama while looking back to her face again. She pouts at him and sips another wine from her glass.
"Can I ask you a personal question?"
"Hmm. Of course. What is it?"
"Why aren't you married?"
"What, just because I'm old means I should have a wife and kids? Can't this old man have lesser responsibilities in the village?" He jokes.
"Makes sense, I guess."
"Besides, if I was married right now, how would you get a taste of me? That would be really frustrating for you."
"Why won't you let me then?"
His eyes widen from surprise.
"Huh?"
"Kiss me already, I've been waiting all night."
"How demanding, I like that." He smirks.
She caresses his thigh again and leans her face closer to his, waiting for a kiss.
He looks away from her and to his glass, watching the wine as he twirls it in his grasp. He changes the subject.
"And what about you? Weren't you in love with that brat, Sasuke?"
She gasps softly.
"Eh? H-How did you know?"
"Who doesn't even know at this point?"
"Hmph. He doesn't like me that way. I've already moved on." She curls her arms around her chest and looks away from him.
"So you chose a better and mightier Uchiha?"
"And so what if I did? You are much sexier and more handsome than him. I think I prefer older men too." She says seductively, looking back at him again as she reaches the hem of his muscle shirt and clutches it with both of her fists. "Can't you just kiss me already?" She adds, giving him puppy eyes. She catches him blush for the very first time. Good, she thought.
This Sakura, this new, confident, drunk Sakura is way too enticing for him, his erect is definitely getting a little too painful for this.
"Are you really this impatient?"
"As I said, I've been waiting all night." She demands, finally crushing her lips on his. He didn't respond to her kiss at first, being shocked by her boldness. But he just couldn't resist her, so he deepens the kiss as he places his arm around her waist, but he shortly pulls away.
"What now?"
"You're drunk."
"I am absolutely not." She tries kissing him again but he holds her cheek instead, making her unable to move closer to his face.
"Madara-sama... please."
"You're drunk, Sakura."
"It's okay, please. Didn't we already expect this. Don't you wanna see me in lingerie? It's really cute."
"Keep your clothes on."
"Madara-sama..."
He's supposed to be the one teasing her, but he's the one being teased now instead, and it's not helping when he's getting even more aroused.
"Next time, okay?"
"No, want now. Please. You invited me." She pleads. This is what he wanted from Sakura, pleading him to have sex with her, but he doesn't want to when she's clearly drunk. He should have probably stopped giving her wine when the bottle is half empty but she seemed to be enjoying herself so he let her have more.
"Next time." He embraces her closely in his arms, and rests his cheek on top of her head, smelling her hair. Coconut vanilla, he guesses. She smells really good.
He rather enjoys this just as much as provoking her. He loves the feeling of her body against him, just cuddling, as if they've been doing this in so long, like they already see each other every night.
After a while, Sakura finally falls asleep in his arms, which relieves him. While, it's very arousing for him that she's gotten very flirty with him and not hiding what she wants like she did back then, he doesn't plan on making love with her tonight. Especially not when she's clearly drunk.
He's not exactly done with teasing her yet. It was his mistake to offer her sex that day, and tonight he was only supposed to tease her again. She's too easy right now and he doesn't want to take advantage of that.
He carries her to his bedroom, lays her in his bed and places the blanket all over her. She curls up, seeming to be comfortable in his bed already.
"M-Madara-sama." She whispers while her eyes are half closed.
"Next time." He whispers in her ear.
He walks toward his drawer to find another blanket for himself. He leaves the room quietly and stays in his couch on the living room to sleep there instead. Before sleeping, he relieves his painful erect thinking about what could have happened earlier if she wasn't drunk and they actually had sex. He imagines her in the said lingerie she was talking about and that helped him to ejaculate faster.
--
Sakura wakes up with a very bad hangover, she's not really used to drinking as much as her shishou or her best friend. She wants to rest a little longer because her headache is severe but she realizes that her bed is a little too comfortable for her, too soft and too spacey.
She opens her eyes and looks around, only for her to realize that this is not her bedroom at all.
There's a large Uchiha crest painted on the opposite wall.
She suddenly remembers what just happened last night.
Oh, right.
She walks out of the room to look for Madara, even though she couldn't sense his chakra at all. He's not in his house anymore. She looks at the clock on the kitchen wall and learn that it is already 7am.
What day is it? Oh shoot, she's going to be late for work. She leaves his house as quickly as she could on the way to her apartment, ignoring the severe headache she's experiencing, and already planning on how she will confront him about what didn't happen last night.
--
It is midday and Sakura decided to visit him in his office. She leaves a shadow clone of herself in her office so she could multitask. She needs to go to his office during his break time so no one will interrupt them.
She sprints, and once she arrives at the Uchiha Police Force department, she walks straight to the hallway and upstairs, already familiar where his office is.
She knocks at the door.
"Sakura, come in." she hears from inside the office. He must have sensed her chakra. She opens the door and walks straight in front of him with her arms folding around her chest. She pouts at him angrily without saying any words.
"How can I help you, Sakura-san?"
"Don't give me honorifics now, Madara-sama."
"Alright, Sakura. Now what are you doing here? Did you miss me already?" He gives her a charming smile. She ignores it.
"About last night-"
"I never said we're going to have sex."
Hearing that annoyed her deeply.
"Why did you invite me then?" She says, sounding more demanding than she planned.
"Dinner with an acquaintance can be fun as well."
"You're driving me insane!"
He chuckles.
"Calm down, you were drunk, alright. You kept drinking more wine than you should have. I don't want to touch you when you're drunk."
"Hmph!"
"Alright, alright. Again, calm down. Let's have sex again here if you badly want me that much."
He leaves his seat, and then walks towards her.
"No, no! Not here again!" she exclaims, pushing him away from her.
"Why not? Aren't office settings more fun?"
"The other employees, they might hear us."
"Don't worry about them, they knew if they try to say anything to others they're dead to me. I'm the boss, none of my clans want to mess with me, you know."
"Still! I want a proper place!"
"Alright. Fine. But let's eat outside first tonight this time. You don't want me to ram you with an empty stomach."
She ignores his last statement.
"Outside? But.. but what if other people we know sees us?"
"Does it bother you?"
"No, but you know. Um. I kind of want to keep this as a secret from my friends. But. Alright, fine. See me later at 7 outside the hospital. There's a small restaurant nearby that not a lot of people pass by in the evening."
"Alright, see you later. Also, I'll be expecting you in that lingerie you're talking about."
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They just finished eating dinner at the said restaurant nearby the hospital. Madara is walking Sakura to her apartment. Sakura wishes to Kami that nobody they know ever sees them. Madara seems to be cheerful and enjoying himself, not really caring if they get caught together or anything.
She wonders why she's even afraid of others knowing, it's not like they're not supposed to be together. She's of legal age, and he's a free man. There's nothing wrong with that at all. Many women around her age would love to have a date with him as well, in fact, many of the medic nins she works with, fantasizes about him too. He really just oozes sex appeal, despite being an old man, she thought.
"So, here's my apartment. It's small, just enough for a single person to live in."
They walk towards her bedroom, and when he sees her bed, he wonders how they could fit in a single mattress when he's a large man himself but it didn't really bother him that much.
"Are you sure you want to do it here?" She asks as she sits on her bed playfully.
"Of course. I'd like to see where you live. See where exactly Sakura-chan touches herself, thinking of me." He smirks.
He places his palm on her right cheek and presses his lips on hers, feeling how soft her lips are. Pity, how her lips aren't red today, but her natural lips are a beautiful shade of pink that is just as erotic to him. He savors her mouth like a hungry animal, which made her moan in response. He pulls away then pecks her lips once more before moving towards her chin, then her neck, giving her a trace of kisses.
He bit the most sensitive part of her neck, giving it more love than he had before and made sure to leave a mark there to let the world know she's about to get fucked. Real good.
He loves hearing her moans, it's like music to his ears. Out of all the women he's ever made love with, her sound is undoubtedly the best. Very innocent, very shy but extremely sexy and erotic.
He pushes her on the bed gently, then unbuttons her top to reveal that she is indeed wearing the lingerie she was talking about. He's been dying to see her in this. It is a red laced fabric that gives him a peek of her small pink nipples. Definitely worth the wait.
"Good girl."
Her breasts aren't very large as opposed to what he generally prefers on women, but it just matches her curves. Beautiful, he thought.
He kisses her collarbone and nimble it, then gives her another trail of kisses on the way to her breast, making her back arch from pleasure.
"M-Madara-sama."
He sucks on the laced fabric covering her breasts, trying to savor the skin that peeks underneath, making her nipples harden. She lets out a cry of indulgence, biting her own index finger to control herself from moaning louder.
He sucks on the other breast, not letting it get abandoned from his love. He exposes her breasts from the fabric so he can enjoy the feel of her bare skin with his tongue more.
He traces kisses all over her body, going down to her stomach, and to her thighs.
He licks her down to her core which made her gasp, not exactly expecting that as she has her eyes shut from getting all this pleasure with just his lips feeling every part of her skin.
He licks her there again, making the laced underwear moist than before.
He pulls down the fabric and let it tangle on her left thigh. He places his thumb on her clit, massaging it slowly with his thumb as he kisses the lips of her core.
She gasps and arches her back while both of her hands clutches the bed sheet, making him deepen his kisses on her entrance.
He holds her thighs tighter in his arms, which only makes her squirm.
"I'm-I'm going to- pl-please."
He looks over at her as he licks his lips, tasting the juices in his mouth.
"Already?"
She looks back at him, then moves his bangs away so she could see both of his lustful eyes, which she only now realized that his Sharingan have been activated, just for this.
"P-please,"
"Please what?"
"Make me cum, please please please."
"Hm?"
"Make me cum, Madara-sama. Please. Please."
He kisses her core again, this time more aggressively. She clenches his hair to fist and pushes him deeper between her legs, making him groan in response.
She reaches her climax, feeling her legs and thighs trembling from satisfaction. She pants slowly until Madara starts to crawl back on top of her, feeling each other's body heat. He gives her passionate kisses again.
"My turn, Lass."
She unbuckles his belt and pulls down his pants and underwear as he removes his work jumper. She starts to stroke his shaft which has already been perfectly erect, facing her lips. She hungrily licks the tip, as if she's already done this a million times, as if she's already an expert at this when she's only done it once. Maybe it's an instinct when you're overly stimulated, as she starts to suck on his cock, hugging her entire mouth with his length. She wants to give him the same pleasure he had just given her and tease him as much as he had teased her in the past days. She moves her tongue around it then pushes it back and forth to her mouth somewhat vigorously.
She seems to be doing things right as she keeps hearing him groan very softly. She sucks his cock faster to see how he would react, which he only responds by pushing her head with his palm to suck her deeper. She almost choked from it, so she pulls it out from her mouth. They made eye contact, intensely. He pushes her and pins her down on the bed again. He grazes his tip on her core, and when he successfully finds his way in, he enters her smoothly. Slowly but deeply. She whimpers from the pleasure of being filled in. She is so, filled in. Finally, finally.
He pounds on her slowly at first, feeling the rhythm of each other's bodies. She places her arms around his neck, making him closer to her own body as he responds with a deepened kiss. As minutes go by, his thrusts moves faster and faster and deeper into her, making her moan louder and louder.
He rolls on the bed to her back, now fucking her from behind for a change as he grips her thigh in the air. Their bodies started to make loud noises as the friction of their skin touch again and again. Sakura figures that being fucked from behind is definitely much to her liking. It is less romantic but it is much more arousing, much more pleasurable, and much more dirty. It reminds her of her very first time with him in his office, but this time, they're in her bed. A little more comfortable for her at least but just as, if not more indulging.
"Yes, yes, ri-right there!"
Both of them are starting to feel their climaxes, Sakura's moans grows louder. She's no longer holding anything back, not wondering anymore if her neighbors could hear her. She doesn't care about a single thing in this moment but to ejaculate for the second time tonight.
"Cum inside of me, give it to me, M-Madara-sama! I wanna feel it in me, please, please!"
"A-are you s-sure?"
"I'm-I'm on pills! I want to feel it, please!"
She climaxes with a squirt coming out of her. She didn't think she'd ever reached that point, not on her second time at least.
"Fuck!" He yells.
She feels hot liquids pouring inside of her. He pulls out.
Both of them laid down next to each other without exchanging any words for a minute, panting to the same rhythm, as if their hearts are connected.
"So good" is all she could muster from exhaustion.
He kisses her forehead and her nose before pulling her closer to an embrace as they fall asleep together. She curls up closer to him.
There's not a lot of space for both of them in this bed, but narrowness of the bed has an advantage, to him. He wants her to be as close to him as they possibly could.
She wishes this isn't the last time, and she makes sure that it wouldn't. She's already attached to him at this point.