Sakura didn't want this time with her dark-haired companion to come to an end so soon; but it was inevitable.
When Sasuke reached for her; she didn't hesitate to move into his strong embrace...
... allowing him to hold her; just as he leaned in—
Her lips melted into his and with a satisfied sigh, the pinkette allowed herself a moment of calming pleasure, as she enjoyed the dwindling company of her boyfriend; for he had to go home and get ready for their night out. Sadly, after a moment, she pulled away from him; but not before placing her forehead against his briefly as a small sign of her affections towards the young man.
"I'm going to miss you, beautiful."
She giggled at his confession; her eyes brimming with joy before she pinched him playfully on the bicep. His face twisted with mock hurt. "You're so silly, Sasuke. It won't be long; only a few hours and then we can see each other again."
"I'm still going to miss you, love. I always do."
She smiled brightly while leaning in to give him a chaste kiss on the jaw before reaching for the car's door handle. She glanced back at him one last time before stepping out of the car. "I love you," she called over her shoulder. "I will see you soon."
"Hn," her boyfriend huffed with a small smirk as he watched her walk away; his gaze lingering a little to long, on her curvy hips, to be considered respectful." I love you, too," was whispered as he slowly drove away.
Only a few more hours and he could have her in his arms again.
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After her boyfriend had dropped her off, Sakura decided to try and take a short little nap before she would have to start getting ready for the evening; as she was feeling exhausted from not only their meeting with the therapist but also due to their impromptu (but thoroughly enjoyable) love making session in the front seat of his car... performed only a few moments ago.
That idea was short lived however, when as soon as Sakura's head hit the plush pillows adorning her silky bed sheets, her cellphone began to ring an incessantly loud tune from where she had placed it onto her bedside table.
The pink-haired teen wanted to ignore it... badly; but decided against it. It could be important and she wasn't one whom normally missed important calls. The young woman reached for it with a huff of irritation and rolled her eyes when she saw the name that was flashing repeatedly across the brightly lit screen.
She hit the green answer button before bringing it up to her ear and then turning onto her back so that she could look up at the white ceiling above her with a tired expression; a soft sigh escaping her lips before she opened her mouth to speak. "Hey, Ino. What's up?"
"Hey, forehead...," her blonde friend responded (with way to enthusiastic for Sakura's liking) and she couldn't stop her eyes from rolling once while she waited for Ino to continue; knowing that the teenager was far from done with her little speech because it was unlike Ino to say only a few words at any given time. "Seriously, what do you mean what's up? I want to know how the meeting went. Did anything interesting happen while you were there?"
"It was horrible, thanks for asking." When Sakura heard her best friend's annoying chuckle, the girl sighed in frustration before bringing her arm up to rest across her closed eyelids. "I just can't get over the fact that our parents are making us do this therapy thing. It's just so... so damn stupid."
"Well...," Ino began, with a slight pause; as if she was wanting to draw Sakura's full and undivided attention before continuing, "you and Sasuke do go at it... like fucking bunny rabbits... and almost on the daily."
"Ugh! Ino!" Sakura could feel her cheeks heating as her best friend's words began to sink in. "Do we really," she asked softly as she pulled her bottom lip between her blunt teeth.
"What," the blonde asked innocently; though the pink-haired teenager could hear the playfulness in her voice. "It's not like I'm lying. I'm not saying it's a bad thing either. Just a plausible reason for their decision."
Sakura sighed tiredly and shook her head once. "I mean, I guess you're right. But, it's not like we do it just for the fun of it you know. We actually care about one another. I love him, Ino."
"I know. But, I'm sure it's still pretty fun at times..."
"Seriously, Ino. We do love each other. Why can't they just see that? I mean yeah, we have fun; and sometimes I will admit that it's probably a little too much to be considered normal or even average... but it's only because we love each other so much and enjoy being close to each another. It's a way that he can express his feelings without having to speak them aloud. You know that Sasuke isn't so good with his words."
"I know. I know. You don't have to remind me," Ino huffed; though Sakura could tell that the blonde wasn't truly annoyed or angry. "Anyway, when is your next meeting with this Tsunade lady?"
"A little over a month from now," Sakura groaned.
"Well," Ino chirped; always the enthusiastic and upbeat of the two. "I wish you the best of luck. It sounds like you're going to need it."
"Thank you, Ino. I appreciate that." Sakura could feel her lips pulling into a soft smile as she turned to lay on her stomach; pulling a loose thread that was on her blankets between her fingers.
"I originally called to see what you were planning on wearing tonight; you know, for the dinner and movie thing. I was kind of thinking that I wanted to wear that cute little sundress that I bought last year. You know, the one that has the really pretty purple flowers on it." Sakura chuckled joyfully.
"That's so cute, Ino. I think that you should totally go for it! I'm probably just going to wear a t-shirt and some jeans or something similar to that. I'm not really in the mood to dress up today; besides, it's a casual gathering with friends so there's no need to get too fancy if you ask me." Sakura could practically see her bestie rolling her blue eyes at her response; the two of them so similar and yet so unlike the other that it was a surprise to most that they even got along in the first place.
"Sounds boring forehead, but I get it. So, I guess I will see you later then? I have to go if I'm going to have time to get ready."
"Yeah, see you soon!"
After hanging up with Ino, Sakura realized that she didn't have much time left. So, she reluctantly went to take a very quick shower before getting dressed in a simple pair of blue jean shorts and a loose-fitting T-shirt; one that she borrowed from her boyfriend just a few weeks ago and modified, just slightly, so that it fit her tiny little waist more comfortably. She sat at her vanity afterwards to apply just a thin layer of makeup; otherwise, she knew that she would hear about it later from her girlfriends. She can hear them now...
'Put just a little more effort into your appearance; would you, Sakura. Otherwise, Sasuke might just leave you for someone else; someone that's just a little more... appealing... than yourself. Keeping up with your appearance is key in keeping a tight hold on your man, forehead.'
With a brush in one hand, Sakura brought it up to her cheeks, dusting them with a very light shade of blush before placing it back down onto the top of her vanity table; then... after applying a pretty generous amount of lip gloss... she was done with her look for the evening. Sakura looked at herself in the mirror briefly, before deciding that she was ready to go.
Sakura reached for her phone and quickly typed out a short message to her lover, to let him know that she was indeed ready; knowing that Sasuke would be already. It was just a few seconds later, when her phone began to chime with a response.
Want me to come pick you up now, love?
Sakura glanced at the clock on her nightstand to check the time before answering.
If you want to. We will be a little early though. I don't think the others will be at the restaurant until half past six.
It's fine. We can go ahead and get the table.
Sakura frowned slightly.
But, half an hour early? What will we do while we wait for them, Sasuke? Also, I feel like that's just a little bit inconsiderate of us... don't you think?
How so?
Other people might be coming to eat there as well tonight. Besides, I kind of feel like we would just be taking up space; for no apparent reason.
It took a full minute for her phone to chime again and when she looked at his reply... she couldn't help but to roll her eyes at him; even though she knew that he couldn't actually see it.
It will be fine, Sak. Besides, did you forget that we know the owners.
I'm aware of that fact, Sasuke. Still... it seems a little rude to me... don't you think? I was thinking we could just drive around for a little while; until it was time to meet the others at the restaurant. You know, as a way to pass the time...
You worry too much, beautiful. It's fine.
Sakura sighed softly before giving into him... not wishing to keep up this back-and-forth thing with Sasuke; where it would surely start an argument. She hated fighting with him; they both did.
Okay. If you say so. Oh, by the way what are you wearing tonight? I went with a T-shirt and shorts, since it's nothing fancy. Hope that's okay.
Hn. It's fine with me. I'm wearing a t-shirt and jeans. I guess I will be there to pick you up in a few minutes. Alright, love?
Okay! See you soon. I love you.
I love you too, beautiful.
With a plan now in motion, Sakura grabbed her purse, and the essentials, before heading out of the bedroom door and then down the small flight of steps to wait for Sasuke to arrive; thanking the good lord above that both of her parents were out for the evening.
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"Sasuke, we still have like... twenty or so minutes until they get here," Sakura groaned lowly, while crossing her arms over her petite chest; allowing her back to fall against the plush cushioning of the corner booth that they were sitting at while her head rolled to the side so she could gaze at the young man beside her. "I'm getting bored..."
Silence.
Sasuke took a small, careful sip of his beverage before placing the glass down slowly; his black eyes focusing on her while his fingers played with the rim of his glass lazily. "I know what we could do to help pass the time." Sakura knew what he meant by that—
Sakura's heart began to beat an erratic rhythm in her chest while heat pooled in her lower belly (almost instantly) and her flesh beginning to glow a vibrant shade of pink. She swallowed carefully when she witnessed his long tongue wet his dry lips. "H-how...," she squeaked; eyes widening as her lover placed an arm around her shoulder and then moved his free hand to rest against her bare thigh; rough fingertips playing with the delicate skin there.
The dark-haired male leaned downwards, so that his muscular chest was pressed against her side; his thin and chapped lips brushing against the sensitive skin beneath her ear before he started to whisper sweet nothings to his lover; trying to encourage Sakura to spread her legs a little, to give him easy access to her already damp core.
Sakura obliged the Uchiha's requests with gusto; thighs widening under the cover of the tabletop while her head rolled lazily, so that it could rest upon one of his wide shoulders. Viridescent eyes closing tightly when she felt his fingertips brush against the fringe of her loose-fitting shorts.
She had to suppress a moan when he (without any type of warning) swiftly and expertly entered her warm heat; with one quick motion. She heard Sasuke's breath hitch beside her when he nipped at her ear playfully; fingers slowly spreading her insides and working their way around her before he began to move in a practiced rhythm; one that they both knew would help to bring Sakura there, rather quickly.
In and out.
Rub, rub, rub.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
'So... damn... close—'
"F-fuck," Sakura hissed under her breath, while she brought a single hand up to her mouth; biting onto one of her fingers as she tried to quiet her delicate moans of pleasure. The pinkette could feel her boyfriend's lips twisting, into a wicked smirk, as he continued to suck on her earlobe and the flesh underneath it; knowing that it was one of her weak spots.
She ignored his cockiness and the other patrons as he helped her reach her climax minutes later; suddenly and rather unexpectedly. She breathed his name softly as her curvaceous hips began to rotate... in small, circular patterns. Her breath was coming out harshly when she felt her lover's lips brush against her neck and then move up to her warm cheek.
Sakura opened her eyes lazily and turned to him; noting that Sasuke's smirk was still in place while he discreetly, and very carefully removed his long digits from her; bringing them up to his lips for a quick taste. Her bright, green eyes flashed when he began to lick her fluids from them and felt her heart continue to pound wildly behind her ribs.
"Delicious...," he purred before grabbing his drink and taking a short sip. "Absolutely amazing. I just didn't realize that I would be getting my dessert before dinner, beautiful. Thank you for that."
The pinkette huffed... crossing her arms in slight annoyance; but, being smart, she quickly came up with a plan to pay him back for his... kindness. "Two can play at this game, love." She watched as his brows raise in curiosity, but ignored him as she glanced around the room quickly; her green eyes scanning their surroundings closely and carefully.
Finding that nobody was watching them, Sakura ducked beneath the tabletop; placing herself directly in front of her boyfriend's legs. She then wasted no time in pushing his muscular thighs apart, before making quick work of his belt, and then pants.
His length was rock-hard when it sprang free; the tip already glistening with his pre-cum. Sakura wrapped her fingers around the base of his hard thickness before glancing up to see that his eyes had darkened significantly; one hand clutching the cushion of the seat beneath him tightly while the other was formed into a fist at his side. Sasuke glared at her, his own gaze scanning the room quickly before he looked at her again.
"Sakura," he growled in warning, but she ignored his protest and with green irises still focused on his handsome features, she took the first plunge.
Her soft, plump lips wrapped around him halfway while her tongue swirled and played with his tip; making sure to press firmly against the sensitive place there, which caused him to unexpectedly grunt from above her. She batted her eyelashes at him innocently before moving.
Sakura's lips pulled him in and out while her head bobbed up and down; her tongue played with his tip all the while. The teen placed her small hands onto his thick thighs when she felt his long digits brushing against her scalp minutes later; before they tangled themselves through the long, pink-colored strands there.
"Shit... (grunt) d-damn it, love." Sakura continued to gaze up at Sasuke (holding his gaze while he continued to glare at her); his thin hips pumping upwards at an even quicker pace, while his dry lips parted slightly to allow hot breaths to fill his deprived lungs.
She knew that he was close—
He moved faster and faster, all the while Sakura simply held on for the ride; hollowing her cheeks to help pull him down her throat as he fucked her face relentlessly. Tongue and lips helped to bring him to completion.
With a final and low grunt, he came; shoving his hips against her mouth while his hands held her tightly to him. She could feel his hot seed running down the long column of her throat; and Sakura swallowed the salty, sticky fluids repeatedly, until Sasuke was completely done emptying himself into her mouth.
She helped to clean him with her tongue (gently) before tucking him back into his pants and then moving to sit beside him once more while Sasuke adjusted himself into a much more comfortable position. He decided to help her fix her hair back into place... right before their friends walked into the room and spotted them sitting in the corner booth.
'That was a close one...,' the pink-haired woman thought as she greeted her friends with a kind smile and gentle wave; ignoring the small and knowing smirk that spread across Ino's lips when she spotted the telling blush on Sakura's cheeks.
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"Are you sure that this movie is okay, Sasuke? We can always pick something else. I didn't peg you as a romantic comedy type after all," the girl giggled once she had settled into her seat beside him; placing her drink in one of the cup holders while pulling her buttery treat against her chest.
He watched as she took a few bites of popcorn before responding with an annoyed tsk. "Sakura, I don't really care what movie we watch. I mean, I'm probably going to fall asleep anyway."
Sakura punched him playfully on the shoulder in mock anger. "You better not! I'm going to ask you questions about it when it's over to see if you were actually paying attention."
The dark-haired teen leaned towards her; a small smirk dancing across his thin lips. "And what if I wasn't? What then, beautiful?"
"I guess I'm just going to have to punish you," she teased him; eyes blazing with happiness as she followed and leaned into him slightly. "What do you say to that, love?"
"I say that..."
"Oh, come on already you guys," Naruto groaned as he rolled his blue eyes; arms flying into the air while he shook his fists at them angrily. "Would you just go and get a fucking room already? I'm trying to eat here, and you're making me feel sick to the stomach with your... weird way of flirting."
Sakura and Sasuke exchanged a deadpanned look before turning to their mutual friend. "How in the hell are we the ones that are making you feel sick and ruining your appetite, idiot? You can eat anytime... anywhere."
"Sasuke's right you know...," Ino pipped in before she popped a small (colorful) handful of skittles into her mouth. "I've seen you eat after someone literally threw up right beside you one time... at that ramen shop. Sakura and Sasuke flirting with one another like that is nowhere near as disgusting as that was."
Naruto huffed in annoyance. "It's not just some ramen shop, Ino. It's THE ramen shop. Besides, that was different."
"How...," she questioned; bringing her boyfriend's drink to her lips while he sat silently beside her with a small, rather uncomfortable, smile on his own lips. Being the newest member to their small tribe, he wasn't used to their bantering just yet. "How is it different?"
"I... well I... I don't know; it just is okay." Ino rolled her blue eyes at his explanation and gazed at the blonde-haired male with a pointed, stern look.
"Yeah, sure. Whatever you say. But look, if it's so vomit inducing for you then why don't you just go somewhere else. Like go to Hinata's house or something."
Naruto's tanned skin visibly paled at the idea. "I can't."
"Why not...," Sakura asked curiously. She hadn't heard the reason for the girl missing out on their friend's date and curiosity was getting the best of her.
Naruto turned to her and leaned close; his hot breath fanning against her cheeks, causing the pinkette's face to turn sour. "Her cousin is there."
"Who? Neji," Sakura asked.
Naruto shook his head in the positive. "Yeah, it's him." He looked... concerned.
"What's wrong with him," Sakura questioned. The teen hadn't really spent much time with the guy (considering he lived in a different town) but she knew of him and thought that he seemed to be a very kind person; he had to be if since he was dating their friend, Tenten; right?
"Nothing is wrong with him, Sakura," Ino insisted. "Neji is just really, really protective of his family. Especially when it comes to our girl, Hinata. So, he isn't really fond of ramen breath over there," she said; point her thumb towards the only other blonde in their group who sputtered at her words.
"Doesn't like me... he pulled a fucking gun on me the first time we met!" Naruto's voice had grown in intensity and Sakura watched as he nervously glanced around, as if expecting said man to somehow be close by, before spinning to look at them each, in turn. "What would you call that?"
"Being cautious," Sakura shrugged. Ino snickered at her response, while the other boy's smirked and Naruto frowned; pouting like a petulant child who was being reprimanded by either its mother or father.
"You're a meany, Sakura."
"Shh, you idiot. The movie is about to start!" As the lights began to dim, Sakura felt an arm wrap itself around her shoulders before a large hand gave her bicep a gentle, loving squeeze. Sakura snuggled into Sasuke's side on a soft sigh as he held her and the advertisements soon began to play across the large screen; indicating that it was just a few more minutes before the movie was scheduled to begin.
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It was only forty minutes later when—
The pink-haired woman could feel her boyfriend as he dozed lightly beside her; and after several, gentle, attempts at getting him to wake up... she came up with a wild idea that she knew would probably do the trick; having the desired effect.
She glanced around and when she realized that nobody was paying attention to her, all focus on the movie screen ahead, she made her move.
With the theater cast in shadows, she moved her hand to his lap, fingers brushing against his cock slowly as she tried to rouse a response from him; and it didn't take long. Sasuke groaned her name softly as his eyes began to open and upon seeing that Sakura was touching him... so intimately... he grasped onto her small wrist tightly to halt her movements. Sasuke glanced around once before leaning in; to whisper against the shell of her ear. "I wouldn't if I was you... unless you want to take this further."
"Maybe I do," she teased him flirtatiously... biting at her bottom lip while she batted her eyelashes at him provocatively; drawing his attention to the plump, red flesh that was now resting between her teeth. "Maybe we could take this to the back and then—"
"I need a drink," Sasuke hollered suddenly; his black eyes flashing dangerously in her direction as he grabbed her hand to hoist her up. "Come along, Sakura."
As they stood, Naruto gave them a curious look. "Why does Sakura have to go with you to get a drink, bastard? Can you not do it on your own?"
"Shut up, you idiot." Sasuke was seething as the evidence of his arousal became more noticeable upon standing. He tried to cover it with his hand in his pocket but it didn't help much; though none of the others seemed to notice apart from his girl that is. Sakura blushed profusely as a hot, liquidy warmth began to move south; down to her lower regions, making for an uncomfortable wetness to form in the center of her lacy panties.
"What I'm just... OUCH! Ino! What was that for."
"Be quiet, Naruto! I can't hear the damn movie!"
As the two blondes began to bicker amongst themselves (quietly) Sakura and Sasuke decided to make their escape... and minutes later found themselves in the back of the theater, behind one of the large curtains that surrounded the outside perimeter of the expansive room. Sasuke quickly pressed her back against the wall before hooking his arms beneath her thighs; lifting her up so that her curvy hips would be directly in line with his.
Swollen lips clashed together as frantic fingers began to fumbled; to try and loosen clothing—
"Oh... f-fuck!" Sakura panted harshly when her lover's thick cock pressed itself against her slick folds. Sasuke's lips moved to her throat while one of his hands came to rest against the wall beside her head; the other helping to support her weight from underneath one of her thick thighs.
Within just a few seconds time, the Uchiha had seated himself, fully and deeply, within Sakura's hot cunt; soaking up and enjoying the complete tightness and warmth that accompanied it. He voiced his approval with a soft groan. His fingers pinched her skin to grab her attention and when she looked at him with half-lidded eyes, Sasuke continued with a grunt. "You know that you have to keep it down, Sak. Otherwise, we will probably be caught and forced to leave; understand?"
"Y-yes... agh...just, p-please... ahh... m-move. I c-can't wait... ugh... a-any longer..."
Her slight frustration brought a smirk to his lips. Then, after adjusting her slightly in his grip, he decided to answer. "With pleasure, my love."
Their hips moved and snapped together; creating a wet, slick (skin on skin) sound to surround their eardrums...
... while their long tongues clashed, in a heated exchange (a heated dance) for dominance over the other; though neither really gaining the upper hand.
The sounds of their love making was heavy in the air while the scent was thick in their nostrils. The fabric of the curtain was rubbing against his bare backside, but Sasuke ignored it as he brought his hand (that was against the wall) down between them; his long, practiced digits brushing against her thickened nub while he rested his forehead against hers lovingly. Their eyes locked and their gazes heated as they continued to move against one another. His pace quickened significantly as his thin hips grew rougher and wilder with their movements. "Come for me, beautiful. I want to... ugh... watch you come. I want to feel your walls... (grunt) as they tighten around my cock, Sakura."
He watched as her green eyes began to roll to the back of her head; her own pleasure mounting higher and higher with each passing second. "O-oh... ahh... g-god..."
"That's it. Give me more... ugh... a little m-more, love and I'll—"
"F-fuck! Sasuke!" Sakura pushed him back, just enough, so that her upper back was pressed flat against the wall; her inner walls tightened around him as she gyrated her curvy hips impassionately against him. Sakura's breathing was heavy as she came; eyes closed tightly and face twisted in pleasure. Sasuke growled loudly before clamping his thin lips onto her exposed throat; hips jerking several more times before coming to a compete stop.
They panted together and waited... completely consumed with their mutual pleasure and the love that they held for one another... until a soft sound to their right began to call them back to the present. Someone was walking past them; almost brushing against Sasuke's legs in the process as they shifted towards the exit.
Feeling that their time together was over, for now, they quickly parted before adjusting themselves into a more presentable fashion. He then took Sakura by the hand and they purchased his drink before returning to their vacant seats; feeling as if no one was the wiser to their unexpected and passionate encounter.
So, they thought... that is.
Author's Notes:
If any of these sound like your own writing or another you have read I apologize but I didn't copy anyone's work. This is entirely my own writing.