I couldn't leave them alone lol. I just feel like, for their first time, we need to see them talk. We have to know Sasuke's game plan.
I'll come back and fix any grammar mistakes!
Epilogue
They had laid together like that for hours, both in and out of sleep. It was in the early morning that Sakura stirred. She could already hear Tsunade scolding her - reminding her of all the protocols of sex. "I forgot to pee!" she grimaced.
Under the light of the bathroom, she witnessed the sight of their lovemaking. She was marked deliciously across her chest and neck. Although they were tender, she felt a wave of pride and appreciation towards her husband. He had been enthralled by it all - by her, no less - and that was a testament to how much he cherished her. That tiny voice full inside her head had become smaller, the one that would constantly tell her to prepare for the worst. He had chosen her, and nothing would change that fact.
She quickly peed and then freshened herself up at the sink. Content and relieved from her duties, she quickly made her way back to the warm body hidden under the blankets.
"You left," she heard him murmur, feeling herself being pulled against a strong, warm chest.
"To the bathroom, silly," she whispered, snuggling closer.
Sakura heard a faint 'hn' above her and felt him kiss her head. What surprised her, as well as welcomed, was a soft, mushy version of Sasuke come to life. Sex had subdued him, and she was living for it. He was surprisingly cuddly and she had never left so at home in his arms.
She felt him stir behind her and she teased him, "anata, why are you leaving?" using the most syrupy voice she could muster. Sasuke kissed her temple and chuckled quietly, leaving Sakura whining below him.
His departure had woken her up and she now faced the darkness by herself. The lack of warmth was new, especially after having been glued to her husband for hours. And what an experience that was. As she remembered the steamy events of their coupling, a heat had started to grow within her.
She had felt this feeling many times before, the tingling of her folds, the heat of her core awakening to memories of small moments with Sasuke. But now….now she had a legit experience with Sasuke to rile her up for the rest of her life.
The awareness of her body had been interrupted by a large body curling behind her. She smiled. His warmth had returned. She felt small, fluttery kisses along her neck, causing a soft moan to spill from her mouth.
Sasuke growled by her ear.
"Round two, round two, round two!" her inner monologue screamed.
His arms snaked themselves up to her breast and started to gently massage them. She sighed against his chest. He was so gentle, yet so intentional in his approach. Sakura couldn't get enough.
"What did it feel like?" he murmured, taking her out of her trace.
"Hmm?" she responded, not understanding the question. Sasuke kept his touches light as he buried his head in her hair.
"Sakura," he asked again. She took a few moments to think about what he was asking. "What did it feel like?" she pondered. His touches? His kisses? They were amazing.
"Amazing," she sighed.
Sasuke kept silent. His touches continued, but Sakura caught on, he was ruminating. Before she could ask, he grabbed her hips and spun her around, turning her to face him. He swooped down to kiss her deeply, parting her lips with his tongue to taste her. Sakura melted. Sakura wrapped her arms around his neck on instinct and opened herself fullying to him, letting him consume her.
He parted from her lips and leaned his forehead against hers, sighing as he spoke again, "please."
She cupped his face to look at him. "Please what Sasuke-kun?" she wondered.
"What did it feel like….for you?" He asked again.
She racked her brain one more time, he looked worried. "But worried about what?" she kept asking herself.
"What did it feel like for me?" she asked herself….ohhhhh!
Sometimes she could get so lost in him that she couldn't think straight. His concern was endearing and she smiled up at him. Just because she didn't reach completion, it didn't mean that she hadn't enjoyed it.
"It was amazing," she repeated her words. Yet he gave her a 'tsk' in disapproval.
"You said it felt….different," he murmured. Which it did, she had had no other experience like it.
The funny thing was, she had never touched herself with anything other than her hands. Yes, she was familiar with her clitoris and g-spot, but her cervix was an unknown point within her that she had yet to acclimate to. Her silence caused him to speak again.
"Be honest," he pleaded.
She sighed and rested her head on his chest. Marriage meant honest communication, and although he barely spoke voluntarily, she knew that he wasn't going to accept her coddling him.
"Well, it-it felt….hot. It's hard to explain….," she murmured, trying to explain the sensation of him inside her, "At first the s-stretch was….uncomfortable."
Sakura planted a kiss on Sasuke's chest to let him know that she was fine. She had wanted it, she didn't regret the feeling.
"It….almost burned? N-not too much, though!" she stammered, trying to make sure he didn't regret his actions. "When you started to move….It felt tight, and I think I was still trying to acclimate…." She trailed off. Sasuke had begun to rub her back as she recounted the experience.
"B-but the moment you started touching me….," she hmmm into his chest, "I could feel the burning….kind of fade. Like it was still there, but not as….painful? The way you would k-kiss me, and then kiss my….other parts, made me feel so good," she sighed, remembering the feeling of his mouth on her neck and breasts. The more she talked about it, the wetter she became.
"I could feel myself….rising? Towards the end….the pain didn't bother me, I was more focused on you…." she trailed off, feeling her blush burn her cheeks.
Sasuke remained silent as his fingers continued to rub her back. Sakura wrapped her arms around him and squeezed. She didn't want him to overthink the situation. She had thoroughly enjoyed the moment and didn't plan on stopping her exploration. Practice makes perfect, and she only hoped that Sasuke could get that through his thick skull.
His hands traveled from her spine to the back of her neck to gently lift her face to his lips. She smiled at him, wanting nothing more than to calm his storming mind. He lowered his head and made contact with Sakura's mouth, moving languidly against her lips.
She hummed in approval and wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him closer as their lips continued to taste one another.
Sasuke hand gently massaged her nape with each pull and nip of his mouth, he wanted her to melt, and he could feel her relax instantly from his touch. Small moans vibrated from her throat, no longer held back by her shyness. He reveled in these sounds. It was his signal to deepen her pleasure.
Sasuke's hand left her nape to skim her skin down to her core. Sakura's breath hitched when she felt her husband's hands play with the trimmed curls below.
"Sasuke?" she moaned, opening her eyes to see him.
He was still silent after her confession, and yet, there was a look of determination in his eyes that left her heated.
"Sasuke-kun?" she asked again.
"I promised," he murmured, as he slowly opened her legs below.
Sakura blushed.
She pulled him back into a deep kiss to signal her desire. Sakura brought her hands to cup his face as she continued to consume him, hearing him groan with each nibble and suck of her tongue.
"Sasuke-kun," she moaned in between kisses.
His fingers had traveled to her folds and had begun to massage her lips and nub, feeling her tremble with each swirl. A promise was a promise, and making Sakura come had become his new goal. Did it bother him that she had experienced some unpleasant sensations, yes, but was it her fault? Of course not. He would dedicate himself. Build her up until she screamed his name. Suck her silly, fuck her lovingly. Sasuke knew that it would take time, but ultimately it would not only benefit her but him as well. Having sex with Sakura was better when she was enjoying it too.
Sasuke made quick work of her folds, feeling her core drip wetter and wetter with his caress. He reveled in her cries as his fingers reached inside, feeling her walls and her sensitive ridges tremble. She huffed and moaned as he worked her fully, clutching his arm as an anchor. He trailed his tongue up and down her neck, tasting her once more.
There was a build-up happening within her that was slowly making its way to the surface. Each rub of her g-spot made her cry with pleasure. She felt like a cord was being wound tighter and tighter with each stroke of his fingers - threatening to break at any moment.
"S-Sasuke!" she gasped, alarmed by the impending wave approaching. Without a second thought, she reached her other hand to join him, stimulating her nub as he worked her g-spot.
Sasuke growled, biting her earlobe, "Tsuma." Touching her alongside her own hand was hotter than he ever imagined. Pushing his ego aside, the extra help made for a sexy show. Her eyes were scrunched shut as her mouth hung open, spilling sounds of intense pleasure.
"Tsuma," he growled again, sucking hard on her neck as she whimpered beside him.
Sakura continued to pant. She could feel her Sasuke stroking her faster, mimicking her pace on her clitoris. It was all too much, her head rolled back into her skull, her back started to arch towards the sky, her wails became louder and louder and louder and LOUDER.
"SASUKE!" she screamed, spraying his fingers and sheets.
Sakura had squirt plenty of times before, but never so much. She continued to whimper as the wave of her orgasm coursed throughout her body. Her husband murmured her name on repeat, skimming her abdomen and sides with his hand, being conscious of her sensitivity.
"Oh Sasuke-kun," she sighed. Her eyes opened to see a smiling Uchiha. It was dazzling.
Sakura shifted to kiss him deeply, moaning as his tongue entered her mouth. If Sakura could stay like this forever she would. She had swung herself on top and proceeded to stroke and massage his muscular frame, her legs running up and down his own unconsciously.
It wasn't long before her legs skimmed over the wet spot that she had left behind and groaned.
"I'm sorry anata," she whispered with embarrassment. She heard a "tsk" below her and soon she was flipped back onto her back.
"Don't," apologize, he murmured back, kissing her temple and cheek. The whole experience had been extremely attractive to Sasuke, a wet spot was merely evidence of his skilled fingers. He spread her legs and slowly descended down her stomach.
"S-Sasuke-kun!" she stammered, feeling her wetness return, "A-re you s-sure? You d-don't have...I...anata," Sakura moaned, feeling his tongue run up her core.
A promise was a promise. Just because she didn't orgasm through penetration, didn't mean it wouldn't happen in the future. Until then, he would master his fingers and mouth upon her body, he would fuck her slow and deep, he would taste and touch her body every single day until that special "O" was screamed into existence. Round two didn't mean sticking in his member haphazardly until it happened, it meant worshiping her body each time. Round two, three, even four had already been scheduled in his mind. His wife's pleasure was his new mission, his new goal, and right now, his shy wife was getting in the way of that.
Sasuke nipped the soft inside of her thigh and heard her gasp. He glanced up to meet her eyes, smirking to see her excitement.
"Annoying," he said and dove once more into her folds.
I feel like Sasuke's redemption involves him worshipping Sakura for days on end.
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