Angry.
Frustrated.
Annoyed.
Furious.
Her boyfriend was absolutely fuming beside her; and Sakura couldn't really blame him for it. She was pretty distressed about the whole situation herself. With a soft sigh, she pulled the delicate, flowery clips from her hair; allowing for the long, silky-smooth, and petal-pink colored strands to flow freely down her back before relaxing against the seat of his car further.
The breeze from the half-opened window helped to sooth her still heated flesh and she lifted her legs up so that her knees could rest against the dashboard; before closing her eyes tightly. Her mind was deep in thought and the only sound to be heard was the soft, calming melody playing in the background from his car's stereo system.
'Breath; just breath. Try to relax. It's going to be alright. He won't say anything; he promised. As long as he doesn't catch us doing it again that is...'
"Hey, Sasuke...," Sakura asked tentatively before turning her head towards him. She observed how his knuckles had turned a vibrant shade of white against the black leather of his steering wheel... while his body was completely tense; black eyes hardened and narrowed while he focused on the road ahead of them. Her boyfriend only grunted in acknowledgment, but gave no other form of response. Sakura sighed again. "It's going to be fine, right?" The pinkette could easily hear the anxiety in her tone... and knew that he could as well.
Sasuke huffed, allowing the pent-up frustration to flow freely with that one breath, before he turned to give her a gentle, reassuring smile. "Yeah, it's going to be just fine. Don't worry so much, love."
"I mean," she continued as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "He said that he wouldn't say anything. I... I think that I believe him."
Sasuke could only rolled his eyes as he switched lanes; passing an elderly looking couple who was traveling at a leisurely speed in the slow lane. "Of course, you do." Sakura could hear the irritation in his voice and rolled her eyes.
"Come on, Sasuke. Don't be like that," the young woman pleaded while bringing one of her hands over to rest on his shoulder; then giving it a firm squeeze as a gentle reprimand. "You have been friends with him for years. Before we met even."
"Our families have been friends for years...," he corrected, while giving her a reproachful glower. "Not me and him."
"He isn't that bad," she insisted. "I mean, I have hung out with him a few times and talked to him. He's always been so polite and respectful to me," she said with a shrug.
Sasuke scowled; his nose crinkling slightly at the bridge. "He isn't polite; nor is he that respectful to everyone, Sakura. Only people whom he feels are worthy of it."
"I swear. The two you fight like your brothers or something," Sakura giggled lightheartedly before placing her sunglasses over her eyes and turning back towards the window. The soft breeze blew her hair slightly around her head and the pinkette breathed in the sweet smells that came with the season; allowing for the soft rhythm of the music, that was playing in the background, to sooth her.
"We aren't brothers," her partner hissed through tightly clenched teeth. "We are nothing alike."
"Or, perhaps it's because you are too much alike. I think that's exactly why you both fight so often," she teased; a small smile forming at the corners of her mouth when she heard her boyfriend snort indignantly.
"How," Sasuke scoffed as he slowed his car down in order to make the turn onto her road. "How are we alike, love?"
"Well," she stated, while bringing a slender finger to her lips. "You are both the same age. You like the same things... for the most part anyway. Oh, and you're both really handsome—"
Sasuke's car came to a sudden and jerky stop in front of her house; his eyes flashing with irritation and anger as he put it into park. He reached over quickly and grasped her chin tightly between his fingertips; turning the girl around so that she had to fully face him. His grasp was strong and firm, but also not rough enough to actually cause any real harm to her.
She swallowed nervously, when he leaned close.
"Are you telling me that you think Neji Hyuga... is handsome? Is that what I'm hearing... from your beautiful lips, love?" Sasuke's deep tone felt like a gentle, loving caress against her skin; causing a barrage of goosebumps to fan out across the entirety of her pale flesh. It didn't match his eyes however, and she felt as if Sasuke was trying to look into her very soul; given the way that he was looking at her in that moment.
The pinkette lifted her glasses from her eyes and placed them on top of her head; in order to meet his gaze head on. She took a deep and calming breath, before opening her mouth to speak her truth. "Not in the way that you are implying. Yes, Neji is a handsome man, but I'm not attracted to him, Sasuke. I love you... and I only have eyes for you. Don't be so jealous," she added to tease him and watched (with minute satisfaction) when the edges of his mouth twitched upwards. His onyx-colored eyes had softening significantly; easing some of her growing anxiety.
"Don't you ever forget that, love," the youngest Uchiha purred. "You are mine, and I don't share."
Sakura leaned closer; hand moving to rest on top of one of his upper thighs while she boldly traced the dark fabric of his blue jeans... directly above his stiffening cock. He hissed under his breath. "I wouldn't want you to share me," she whispered; her lips brushing lightly against his own, before the teen moved in for a proper kiss.
He held her like that for a while; and they melted into each other's embrace until Sakura needed to move away in order to take a proper breath. She broke away from him, panting harshly, and gave him a vibrant smile, before reaching behind her shoulder to unlock the car's door. "I will see you tonight then?"
"Sure. Be sure to wear something casual, okay."
"Will do...," she said with a smirk as she stepped from the warm comfort of his car. After shouting a final farewell, Sakura began to make her way towards her home.
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Several hours later...
"Sasuke, that food was absolutely delicious! We have to go back...," Sakura insisted while placing her hand across the top of her stomach. The skin beneath it was protruding slightly where she had consumed so much of her meal, giving her a food baby of sorts. His girlfriend gave him a contented smile and thanked him profusely, before she took a small sip of her drink.
"We will come back. But next time don't tease me so much, love. You know what it does to me."
Sakura blushed while glancing around the room to see if anyone had noticed. The young woman returned her attention to him when she realized that the coast was clear and leaned across the tabletop in order to whisper to him; so that only he would be able to hear her. "I wasn't trying to teasing you, Sasuke!" She watched as his lips pulled up and into a small (knowing) smirk before he followed her lead and leaned over the wooden surface slightly.
"Then what would you call playing with me under the table? Where, I might add, no one else would be able to see. And then you left me all hard and wanting. Such a naughty girl you are, Sakura."
Her blush deepened a few more shades of red; the color more vibrant than her hair. She placed a hand on the side of her face to try and shield herself from at least some of the awkwardness. "I... that was just... earlier, when I left..."
"Do you know what I want," her boyfriend asked before placing his utensils on his platter. Sasuke pulled a small stack of bills from his wallet and put it underneath his plate; his black eyes never leaving hers as they heated with a passion that already threatened to consume her. The pinkette swallowed; hard.
"W-what do you want?" Her heart was pounding and her throat had run dry. He leaned closer—
"You. Outside. Now."
It was unusual for her to agree so readily, when she had just eaten so much food, but due to her earlier "playing", she was definitely more than a little eager to have him. The couple quickly left the restaurant, but instead of heading to the car (like she had thought they would do) the Uchiha dragged her by the hand to the opposite side of the building; before pulling her into the dark alley behind him. They had easily disappeared within the dark depths of the alley's shadows; shielding them from anyone who happened to be passing by. She didn't have much time to adjust to the dim lighting, before her boyfriend made his move.
Only a few seconds had passed when she found her back pressed against the brick wall. Sasuke's smooth lips attacked her throat with abandon while his hands worked on loosening the fabric of her pants, before pulling them down the length of her shapely legs.
Without any type of warning, his long and nimble fingers plunge into her heat as soon as the fabric was pulled away from her already dripping sex; which elicited a very sharp cry from her chapped lips. Her fingers dug into his shoulders harshly as she gazed into his lustful glare. "S-Sasuke," she moaned before leaning her head against the side of the wall; swiveling it from one side to the other while she ground her curvaceous hips in a tight, circular pattern against his exploring digits. "I... I just... (pant, pant, pant) f-fuck..."
The Uchiha growled low and deep from the back of his throat before pulling away from her; while both of his hands moved to either side of her hips to pull her away from the structure. He spun her around, forcing her body to contort; spin curving down while her ass was then pushed up and out. The pinkette placed her small hands on the wall to steady herself, before spreading her legs wide with the help of his prodding foot.
Sasuke then leaned forward; licking the hollowed space behind one of her ears. She could hear the distinct sounds of his metal zipper being pulled down shortly after. "You're about to be punished for teasing me for so long, love. Don't you dare come until I tell you to. Understand me?"
Sakura shifted on her feet and thrust her ass just a little higher; her green eyes fluttering shut when she felt his palm brush against her bare skin. "Y-yes."
One, two, three—
"Oh... f-fuck... agh!" His girlfriend's sounds were muffled when one of Sasuke's large hands came up to clamp over her mouth; his cock now firmly planted (to the hilt) within her dripping folds. He wasted no time in setting a harsh and unforgiving pace; the one hand still covering her mouth while the other moved to brush against the soft, plump curvature of her rounded backside.
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
The sharp stinking of her skin, combined with the pleasure of his cock's continual thrusting (in and out of her) set her body on fire. Sakura mumbled incoherently while her sharp nails dug deeply into the rough texture of the bricks lining the outside of the restaurant. With vibrant greens shut tightly and both of her hands busy, all she could do was feel and take everything that he was dishing out.
Thrust.
Thrust.
Smack.
Thrust.
Thrust.
Smack.
Then—
"Ahh... oh, S-Sasuke...," she panted loudly as her legs began to quiver. His long digits had begun to rub and pinch at the swollen nub above her moist lips; causing Sakura's walls to flutter around his hard length. "I'm... ahh... g-going to (moan)..."
"Don't... don't come... (groan) yet...," he growled. His body tensed at the same time that his speed increased; and Sakura was pulled up slightly, so that the back of her head could rest against one of his shoulders. The pinkette could feel his hot and harsh breaths fanning against her heated skin; while he took her from behind. She fought it the best that she could, but the sensations and feelings were getting harder and harder to ignore the longer they went.
'I... don't know if... if I can... last much... longer.'
Thankfully, Sakura could feel Sasuke's thickened cock continuously pulsing at the same exact time that his body had begun to shudder behind her. His harsh thrusting became more inconsistent in their precision, until they had ceased altogether. The Uchiha leaned over her, while his hold on her loosened.
Sakura's legs were still shaking, and the muscle behind her ribcage was still pounding erratically. Her core clenched repeatedly around his girth as it slowly began to deflate within her; allowed his fluids to drip from her opening before falling onto the ground beneath her feet. He pressed a loving kiss to her throat before removing his length from her body; slowly. The woman shuddered.
"S-Sasuke... I... (pant) I n-need..."
Without acknowledging her plea, Sasuke spun her around to face him; pressing a palm against her chest with one hand to push her against the bricks once more. His thin lips kissed hers softly, while his hands worked his pants back into place. They moved down when he was finished, to push against her bare thighs; forcing his girl to spread them just a little wider to accommodate him. "Since you were such a good girl for me... I think that I will reward you, love. Try to keep it down."
His lips moved from her swollen ones, to her neck and then further; while he lowered to his knees. She moaned when she felt his lips brush against her inner thighs; mind focusing solely on him and what he was about to do. It was rare for Sasuke to taste her, after he had emptied himself within her that is, but for some reason... just the simple idea of it set something off within her that was... almost primal in nature. She licked her lips before bringing a leg up to rest upon his shoulder while he drew closer; his long fingers playing with the flabby skin surrounding her sopping cunt and then spreading the lips wider with his thumbs to make it tauter.
His tongue brushed the skin there once and she knew that she wasn't going to last for very long. Her hands moved to rest upon his head while he worked her slowly and gently; the opposite from his previous actions. Still, as Sasuke licked both of their juices away from her aching flesh, all that Sakura could feel was a steady burn against her nether regions. Her fingers tightened their hold on his hair while her hips set a relaxed pace. Her passionate gaze never left his, as he tasted her.
The burn...
It was slow.
A calm, but steady one.
One that caused her to be weak at the knees and barely able to stand.
It was too much—
"S-Sasuke...," she pleaded, while her body began to tremble significantly. "C-can I... ahh..."
He pulled away from her sex to give her a toothy grin; before dragging his tongue along her folds. "Yes, come for me. I want to taste your essence." When he plunged the thick muscle back into her, while his thumb continued to work against her nub, she did just that. Sasuke made sure to taste every last drop before making his way up to allow Sakura to taste her own essence from his tongue as he shoved it down her throat.
When they were finished and the teen was finally able to find the ability to breath properly once more, her boyfriend helped her to fix her clothing (to be more appropriate) before walking her back to the parking lot to help her into his car.
Sakura knew in that moment, as they drove down the street towards her home, (hand in hand) that no matter what anyone else said... she would always love this man. Sakura would always want him; she would always need him, and that was the only thing that she felt she would need to be happy for the rest of her life.
Everything else would just... fall into place.
Eventually.
At least, she hoped that it would.
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.