Strategy.

That was the name of the game.

And Sasuke (who prided himself on being pretty much the master of all things & calm, cool, and collected at all times) was sadly losing.

This one is part 2 from the previously posted fic called "Losing Control".

* This one is going to be 18+ due to actual smut! *

Sasuke refused to release her from his strong hold while his thin lips attacking hers with both vigor and zealousness.

The deep, low groan that left his parted lips only seemed to spur her on; her hips gyrating against his stiffened cock in sync with her hands as they came to wrap around his upper arms; attempting to hold him in place.

Sakura moaned when his teeth came into play; nipping experimentally on her bottom lip while his eyes opened slightly to reveal the deep and dark pools of his growing desires.

Sakura's remained shut as she pulled away to catch her breath; her cheeks and neck flushed a rosy shade of pink while her hair stuck out in messy disarray.

His hand clenched on her upper back, where it rested upon her chest bindings, and the material was rough beneath his calloused fingertips.

Sakura opened her eyes slightly; their normally vibrant green was replaced with something much darker... much more thrilling. Her tongue darted out to lick at her slightly swollen lips and Sasuke knew then and there that he was a goner; that he would be giving into his lover's every desire, with an unmasked and eager excitement.

"S-Sasuke-kun..."

It was spoken with slight hesitance, (a question) as much as it was delivered with an urgent and desperate plea. She didn't have to say anymore, Sasuke understood her perfectly. He knew what Sakura wanted; and he was more than ready to oblige her silent, unspoken request.

With slightly tentative fingers, the male ran them down the length of her spine before pressing his flattened palm against her backside; pulling her against him while taking a deep breath. His thin hips moved once; his aching cock pressing firmly against her lower stomach... silently telling and begging her to continue.

Her small hands worked quickly in the removal of his clothing; leaving the Uchiha completely bare before her wandering gaze. He heard the sharp inhale of breath that Sakura took, as her green eyes focused on his rather pronounced and very masculine feature; his male pride keeping him from shielding it from view; even though he could feel his cheeks heat with his embarrassment at being looked over so closely and openly.

This was the very first time that a woman had ever seen him naked before; and with such a large erection at that. What was Sakura thinking about; did she want to continue, or—

His dark eyes widened when he felt her delicate fingers wrap around his thick length; her irises focusing on what she was doing rather than his face while his remained forward, but only briefly, before he too felt the urge to look down.

He couldn't stop the sharp grunt from leaving his slightly parted lips as her hand began to move experimentally against him.

Up and then down, (swirling and whirling around him) while her thumb came up to brush against his already leaking and sensitive tip. He grasped onto her bindings tightly; his dark eyes closing as the pleasurable feelings (coming from her hand) brought him closer and closer—

"S-Sakura...," he hissed as his lone arm removed itself from around her back before his large hand came up to grasp onto her wrist firmly; halting the woman's movements in the process. "Don't."

"Oh," Sakura whispered; green eyes widening as her cheeks began to flame brighter. "Am I... am I doing it wrong? Do you... do you not like it?"

"No, that's not it. I don't... I just..."

Small beads of sweat had begun to drip down his temples slowly, and his breathing had starting to come out harshly as the Uchiha tried desperately to fight off the pleasurable feelings that were growing in his gut; while also trying to hold off his inevitable and impending release. He knew that he would be thoroughly embarrassed if he came to quickly; so Sasuke would do everything that he could think of to prevent that from happening.

With her free hand, the pinkette tucked a few of the loose strands of her pink hair, that had been hanging in her face, behind an ear before smiling at him sheepishly. "I'm so sorry, Sasuke-kun. I should have asked you first, before I went and—"

"Sakura," he chided her gently with a soft smirk. "Don't be so... annoying."

"But..."

"If I hadn't stopped you...," he growled; dark eyes locking onto her own. "... then it would have been over too quickly. Because I haven't... well... I..."

She placed a delicate finger against his thin lips; quickly silencing him. Her genuine smile brought his heart joy and comfort as she leaned into him to kiss his jawline lovingly before pulling away to meet his gaze once again. "You... you don't have to explain anything to me, Sasuke-kun. I... get it."

He released his hold on her wrist when she pulled away from him; his mismatched orbs following her retreating form intensely. Her hands moved up; fingers wrapping around either side of her chest bindings before she pulled at them... hard.

The thick material caused a loud ripping sound to resonate throughout the large tent before she allowed the broken halves to fall to the ground. She barely gave him time to fully appreciate the view of her bare breast before she had placed her thumbs into the thin fabric at her hips; pulling them down swiftly before tossing her panties to the side.

Her bottom lip was pulled between her teeth as she looked at him through dark and thick lashes; patiently waiting for his approval. His eyes trailed over her now naked flesh appreciatively.

Over the curvy and perky mounds of her petite, feminine breast (the perfect size for his palm to easily squeeze, he noted) ...

... over her flat and toned stomach (from years of hard work and training) ...

... before resting on the small patch of pink curls that rested just above her feminine core. If the Uchiha looked close enough, he could just make out the slight puckering of the fatty, plump lips down there; her own arousal coating the outside invitingly.

Sasuke's thick cock twitched while his stomach flipped as his eyes moved to meet hers. He knew what he would have to do, in order to get Sakura there; for he wouldn't be able to last for very long once he had finally entered her. That much... was obvious.

"Sakura, are you sure?"

"I've never been surer of anything in my life, Sasuke-kun."

The male nodded his head once in understanding before motioning towards their makeshift bed with his hand. "Lay down, Sakura." The woman was rather quick to oblige his request and pretty soon after, Sasuke found himself on top of her; their swollen lips locked together while his long fingers tangled themselves in-between the soft strands of her uniquely colored hair.

The heat between them was intense; the need for each other mounting to new heights that neither of them had ever experienced before. With slow, precise, and delicate movements, the young man moved away from his lover's red and swollen lips; favoring the slick flesh of her neck as his fingers moved south.

Further... and further still, until—

"Oh... my... ahh... S-Sasuke-kun!" His blunt teeth pressed together, almost painfully, while his long fingers delved into her heat for the very first time. Sasuke couldn't describe the feeling as he slowly began to pump them in and out of her tight, wet opening. Sakura's walls clenched tightly around his thick digits as he continued to work her with a greedy and experimental hand.

His eyes watched her features; memorizing what made the woman pant a little harder and moan a little louder.

"G-gods, Sasuke-kun... I... agh... I'm g-going to... oh... ugh... O-OH... ahh... f-fuc—"

Her whole body tensed under his touch while her back arched off the blankets beneath her; her hands shooting out to grasp onto his wrist and bicep, but not to stop him. Oh no, Sakura was trying to encourage him to continue; she just needed a little bit more and then—

Victory at last.

With a soft cry, the woman collapsed into a heap beside him; her eyes closed and her face serene while a small smile pulled her lips upwards. She was still panting as he slowly removed his fingers from her trembling sex, before bringing them up to his nose and taking a deep breath.

The scent of her was something that Sasuke had never encountered before. He felt a strong and inexplicable urge to taste the dampness there...

... and so, he did.

Sasuke's eyes darkened as her taste coated his tongue before he sucked the digits fully into his mouth; tongue swirling around them as he licked up every last drop. His cock was throbbing now; painfully so, and he knew that he would need to do something about it... very, very soon.

"S-Sakura..."

"Please...," she panted as her hands came up to pull him on top of her again. Her plump, swollen lips brushing against his own; almost teasingly. "I w-want you." Sasuke didn't hesitate this time, and with his stump helping to hold him above her just slightly, he aligned his hips with hers.

Sakura helped to guide his cock closer, with her hand, until his reddened tip was pressing against her dripping folds. He waited (for only a second) before his thin hips thrust gently forwards; slowly and gently pushing himself past all of her inner barriers before fully seating his hard cock inside of her.

Heat; that's all he could feel for a few moments before pleasure, unlike anything he had ever felt before, stuck him. In and out he glided with ease; all the while, his lips pressed firmly against hers; silencing her feminine cries with his mouth while his hand came up to grasp and play with one of her petite breasts.

Seconds had quickly turned into only a couple of minutes before the pressure surrounding him and the pleasure of her heat became too much for him to handle. With a loud and deep cry, along with a swift forward snapping of his hips, he came.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head while his grip on her tightened as his hot liquids shot deep into her core. It took the Uchiha a minute later to realize what he had done; and when he did, his pale cheeks began to heat as his embarrassment consumed him once again.

Sasuke nuzzled his face into her throat, to avoid eye contact, while Sakura's small hands came up to rub soothing and calming circles against his sweaty back. "Sakura, I'm sorry. You didn't..."

"It's okay," the pink-haired female giggled softly; her arms tightening around his backside as she pulled him down and into her warm embrace. "I loved it regardless; and besides... there's always next time." Sakura's warm tone was teasing and playful; helping to ease some of his anxiety over the situation that he had found himself in.

He pressed his thin lips against her slick skin... in both comfort and adoration... before sighing in contentment as he allowed her to hold him. "Hai. Next time."

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.