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She didn't want him to run, he didn't want her to fear

His fingertips slide underneath the red satin slip-on hugging her skin, cold against the skin that is hot with the fire that burns in the pit of her stomach. There's that unexplorable rhythm as his long, rough to the touch, fingers cup her ass, fisting her newly bought lace undergarments that's she loses him; any sense of reality.

He sets them up for impending doom, a motion so indestructible that it's impossible to stay sane. The satin slips to the floor and she lands on the bed as he hovers over her, with his ever so beautiful face leveling with her chest as he takes a bite. Her lips cry out, a cry of pleasure when he sets her down. The pants hugging his ass are on the floor now, the velvet carpet holding all their wardrobe. Sakura breathes against his shoulders, nails digging on the smooth expanse of his back, trying to gain some control as she loses herself in his arms. Sasuke's hair tickles her neck, her jaw, the sharp edges of his person colliding beautifully with his soft to the touch, gorgeous hair. There's no wax, no gel, just smooth black, slipping carelessly through her fingers, every time she tries to anchor herself. He rolls his hips, the faint light of dawn slipping through the windows with the dark curtains and illuminating his bare skin in its soft glows. His eyes reflect the red under these lights and for a moment, he looks like the demons under her bed when she was seven.

This day is yet again, no different.

He tells her she is beautiful in her ears, whispers of eternity; an eternity he wishes he could spend with her. Sakura nods because she fell in love today but no words escape her lips. He looks at her lips as she glances at him shaking her head wordlessly as if trying to read what rests on the tip of her tongue.

So, she put his heart in a bag, he wouldn't ask for it back

He didn't want her to cry, she didn't want to be sad.

Sasuke gets up and pulls on the curtains harshly as if offended by a single stripe of morning light getting to witness their endeavors. Sakura sits up, exhausted, her hair mess and only a haphazard picture of the chignon bun she put it in last night. It'll be a mess to look for her hairpins amidst the carpet, she thinks. She wraps the bedsheets around her, white and smelling like the aftertaste of their night together, but it's still warm, from him. He has left the bed but his warmth has not. Sakura rests her head against the plush headboard of the luxurious bed.

He looks back at her, his eyes narrowed and a lazy smirk on his otherwise taught lips. However, she doesn't miss the frown that itches itself to the surface and a millisecond later embraces his features.

"Come over." There's that invitation. Sakura smiles, blinded by his lazy stroll, and numbed by the heart that she carries in the bag. His heart, which he had shamelessly given to her, to hold, to want, but never to touch. Why doesn't he ask for it back? Its a torture. Hers was his, even before the beginning of time, and even when she kept asking for it back, on her knees in front of him all he did was fist her hair in his hands with her being the good girl and swallow every last drop of him.

She laughs at this, the invitation that this anonymous dawn brings, a bashful expression masking her face. He stops when he hears the rustle of sheets as she steps upon the velvet and walks closer to the window. The sun is about to go up fully any moment now, and it would be a shame if she missed the sunrise. She opens the curtains, her fingers gently against the dark net and muslin; the same ones he had pulled harshly.

On rare days does Haruno Sakura see the clear blue skies in the cityscape from a sixty-storied penthouse suite, but when she does, she is mesmerized by the beauty of the cloudless sky overlooking the city where tall buildings where people with artificial feelings reside. She breathes as if wanting to inhale the intoxicating scent of a flowery meadow but all that comes back are the artificial perfumes and colognes. Arms wrap around mid-torso from her back, and she leans on him, breathing in, once again, but this time the smell of cologne doesn't smell too bad.

The clock is ticking.

Sakura is the one who turns around her hands tangling in his hair. His snake around her much more strongly now, the sun is going to go up any second. He is flawless, she thinks with his sharp jaw and the slightly tip-tilted nose. His lips are a darker shade of dusty rose, so inviting and so near. She kisses him, affectionate and slow at first, she feels as if she is in a flowery meadow with gold waterfalls ringing in her years. His left arm holds her by the neck and his enthusiastic right hand takes its fingers and creates an unnamed rhythm on the small of her back. Their kisses are ardent, as they still hold each other close, even when the sun has risen, she realizes, just to smile against his lips. The smell of his pheromone drives her to the galaxy's edge, adrenaline coursing through her veins in abundance as she dives in bliss. There is something about kissing your supposed lover under the sunlight that isn't comparable to kissing him under the moonlight.

I fell in love today, there aren't any words that you can say

A sweet wrenching pain settles in her heart along with the adrenaline rush making her set ablaze, like always, while her soul drowned in shallow rainwater. His lips on her lips felt like the apocalypse and inception meeting on a river shore. Their souls entangle in a poem. A rhythm of ecstasy that day under the refraction of the sunlight and in their darkened room. Her lungs rattle for the need for air and to break away. Her knees want to give out, but her soul? Her soul plays tango with him on this anonymous dawn in the darkened room, giving her chills dancing down her spine, even if she was burning at a hundred degrees as the first ray of light hits her bareback.

I just can't wait for love to destroy us

I just can't wait for love.

" Do you still want to run away?"

" Do you?"

No longer spurned from her mind's exile, her fate was anything but flawless.

Hi!

so life got in the way for a while and I had been quite busy doing academic stuff! Here's the next part 3 thank you so much for all the love, kudos, and support! YOUR COMMENTS MAKE MY DAY :)))