M - For Lemons! This is my submission of sasusaku smut week 2021, I hope you enjoy! Please do not report! You can also find this story on ao3

Office

Everyone stared at her.

The new girl in a brand new position made just for her.

Haruno Sakura, head of Human Resources and the talk of the office at Konoha's Public Law firm. She mainly had to work with public prosecutions, for some reason it had a large turn over rate, and she was there to fix it.

She loved a challenge.

On her first day she stuck out like a sore thumb, pink hair, bright smile and dressed in a red number. It was a wine red blazer with a matching tight pencil skirt, silk green blouse with a sewn in bow around her neck to match her bright eyes. At her old place, everyone wore bright and flashy colours. It was like a family there. She was encouraged to go beyond the private firm specialising in tort law (mainly negligence in medicine). Her boss and mentor Lady Tsunade saw greater potential in Sakura, claiming that she wasn't using her full potential as a leader and manager at Senju Law and needed to move up in the world.

And that's how she ended up here.

A place where everyone had miserable faces and a black or grey suit. She was a pop of colour in this dull depressing office. And she was determined to keep it that way.

But…

She tried not to let it get to her, but never having done HR (studying as much as she can at night and finishing her HR course in a year), she did feel a little - ok not a little - extremely intimidated by this top law firm. As the first week dragged on she felt her confidence slip and her life began to become monochromatic.

She began to understand why this place had a massive turn over rate. The work was never-ending and stressful but the relationships were even worse. No one worked as a team or had any motivation to move forward. And the two major names in her complaint box were the demanding Uchiha Sasuke and overzealous Uzumaki Naruto.

Sasuke and Naruto were the top lawyers at this firm. Naruto specialised in victims while Sasuke specialised in the accused. When you first meet the enthusiastic blonde, you would have never guess he was a lawyer, never stressed out and spoke like a dumb thirteen year old. But when he made his case, he wooed the audience with his passionate speeches about fairness and ending the cycle of pain and violence "In prison you can atone for your sins and come out a better man!". Sasuke on the other hand was more stoic, cut throat, reciting his case with pure logic and genius "The accused was clearly not in the right state of mind, it was the system who made him do this". Sakura could not imagine a court with both of them against each other, it would be a battle ground, good thing they were partners in the same firm.

Although they were both amazing lawyers, they were terrible people to work with. Naruto was overly passionate, working people to the bone without realising that no one had his never ending stamina. While Sasuke was deadly, happily (well, no one has ever seen Sasuke show a hint of happiness) critiquing anyone on everything that you were doing, destroying the energy and confidence with anyone who 'helped' their cases.

Sakura was well versed with Naruto already, showing up at her office almost every hour asking her if she wanted ramen or a date, but not once has she spoken to Sasuke. Only receiving the occasional glimpse or a harsh glare. Whenever he was around or even looked at her, her body tingled, he was unbelievably handsome and a thousand percent intimidating.

Well he didn't look intimidating when he was asleep…

Sakura was flooded with paperwork after her second week there, mainly dealing with resignation forms and she needed to quickly either hire a new batch of staff or convince them not to go until this Zabuza case was over.

She already used up all of her pens and printer ink and she needed to find more so she can complete most of her work before Friday.

It was 10PM and everyone had left the office.

She didn't mind though, although she was stressed, she wanted to make an impact here, she wanted to make everyone a team, a family like her old place. And she definitely did not want to disappoint her Master Tsunade who gave her the highest praise.

She searched the office and finally found the supply closet, opening up the heavy metal doors to find something she did not expect.

It was Sasuke.
Sitting against the wall, head down and sleeping soundly.

He looked uncomfortable in his suit, stretched against his broad torso and even broader shoulders. His inky fringe covered most of his face and his light breathing made him sound at peace.

Sakura had no idea what to do. Why was he here? Why is he sleeping? She slowly walked towards him, unconsciously tip-toeing as if to not wake him. She kneeled before him and caught his dark woody scent. It was intoxicating, but what was more alluring was his face, sharp cheekbones and long lashes, lips slightly parted and his face - so serene.

She realised when he was awake he frowned. A lot.

But seeing him like this felt like a gift, like no one has ever seen the fierce Uchiha so sweet.

His eyes suddenly flung open, his side profile so distinguished. In lightning speed he shot up to the door but it gave a loud clunk, juggling the doorknob in frustration he punched the door and the loud sound echoed through the room, making Sakura squeal.

"Fuck."

He muttered, before his frowning face returned to her.

"Did you at least get the fucking storage key?" He scolded at her. Excuse me? She wanted to retort but instead innocently shook her head. This is the first time he has ever spoken to her. "Are you fucking serious? Look, do you at least have a fucking phone?"

She smiled - she always had her phone! She placed her hands in her pockets, but alas. It was stupidly sitting on her desk atop of her stacks of resignation documents. Again, she innocently shook her head.

"SHIT!" He punched the door again, "How come no one here knows how to fucking do anything!?"

Sakura had had it. Now she understood why the arrogant douchey Uchiha had so many complaints about him. Before she could be professional she bursted, "Yeah and what about you? How did you end up here? Where is your key? Your phone?"

He stood at the door, rolling his onyx eyes. He pulled out his keys and phone that refused to turn on muttering "Naruto took the fucking key from my chain, that Usuratonkachi. He keeps losing his and now he's losing my shit." He let out a loud sigh and rubbed his fingers between his eyes on the bridge of his straight nose. He must've been stuck here for a long time.

Sakura couldn't help but giggle. Although Sasuke was a fright, when you caught him arguing with Naruto, it was a delight, like two brothers bantering with their deep bond. That was the only team work she witnessed while she was there.

Sasuke's face softened after she heard her laugh, at first he was confused, but then he made a face to hold back his smile.

"You're new here right?" He asked, his voice was sharp, low, enchanting.

She innocently nodded again, she couldn't help it around him, there was something about him.

"Well - if you ever want to go into the supply closet, make sure you have a key." It sounded like a half-assed apology but she noted the comment and wished that someone told her earlier, but there they were, stuck in that claustrophobic room. He sat down defeated and just looked at her standing there in her black pencil skirt, blouse, blazer and no shoes on. He tilted his head and looked at his Rolex. "What are you still doing here?"

She sat down, might as well get comfortable if they were going to be stuck here.

"I was trying to file some paperwork before Friday. A lot of resignations." she shouldn't have said that, that was confidential. He looked at her knowingly. He was used to the ever-changing faces at Konoha's Public Law Firm. He merely commented smugly. "Law is stressful Sakura, not a lot of people can't keep up."

She shivered when her name left his mouth, so he knows who she is. She felt certain parts of her body involuntarily twitch but her blood also began to boil. God he was as arrogant as he was handsome.

"Yes." She said pointedly "I would know, I am a lawyer, just not in criminal law. Tort, at Senju before I came here."

He raised an eyebrow at her and let out a little smirk. She continued, "Maybe people can't keep up because certain people don't know how to work with others, don't know how to motivate and only know how to push them down." Again, she was being extremely unprofessional but she couldn't stand his blatant rudeness. She thought if she wasn't his equal, she would immediately quit as well.

The situation was tense, he didn't reply, merely looked at her with an unreadable stare. His eyes scanned every inch of her body and she could feel goosebumps spread across her skin. The way he looked at her made her feel breathless… Turned on even but she should never admit it. She placed her limbs in any way she could to hide the fact that his eyes made her feel exposed.

"You stopped wearing red," he stated. What? She flushed at the remark, has he been watching her this whole time? It made her want to squeal - but maybe she was reading too much into this.

She just turned her head not knowing what to say so she changed the subject. "Why didn't you call out when you were locked in here?"

"I am always here late, I assumed no one was in the office, no one stays past 7" So in the past few weeks they've been alone in the office together without even knowing? "This Zabuza case is…" He stopped himself before he could continue. This felt like something Sasuke did a lot, not talking, not sharing, always keeping to himself. She wanted to let out a hand to him, maybe if he was more open, more on board, the company would be an easier place to work in.

"Sounds stressful" she tried to encourage his speaking, but he stubbornly nodded. "I can help you with stress management… I have a few pamphlets on meditation, time manage-"

"I can think of a better way to deal with stress" He cut her off, his eyes were different, flirty even.

She completely blushed, now feeling her core heat up and could feel herself getting a little wet. NO! That will be extremely unprofessional! And with him? The main perpetrator of this stress? Never! Hypocritical even! With a huff she remained silent for the rest of the night. Bits of conversation started but ended awkwardly when he twisted her words to make her flush.

As the night went on, both fell asleep in awkward positions on the floor or on the wall.

She woke up to the sound of "Shit" muttered from Sasuke's mouth. She rubbed her tired eyes and stretched her sore limbs. It felt hotter. He looked at her, unbuttoning his blazer and peeling it off his broad shoulders. She flushed again, nervous and confronted, about to tell him to stop but he merely rolled his eyes again. "It's 12, the air-conditioning automatically turns off."

Shit she thought. She could feel the stuffy room warm up. After a few minutes she began to follow Sasuke, peeling off her blazer. He unbuttoned the first few buttons of his shirt and watched her while he was doing it. He was definitely doing this on purpose. He rolled up his sleeve and unbuckled his belt to become more comfortable. He wiped his forehead with his sleeve and watched as she began to perspire, unbuttoning a bit of her blouse to reveal some of her chest and bra. Her thick stockings made her legs heat up, or maybe it was Sasuke.

She made an uncomfortable look and he merely asked "What?"

"Can you turn around?" She whimpered.

"Why?" He arched his brow.

"I-I want to take off my stockings…" He breathed a little harder and she felt the air leave her chest. Fuck. He could definitely tell she was hot and bothered by him. He shook his head playfully. "I am pretty comfortable in this position. Sorry."

He wasn't sorry. And she just thought - Fuck it. If he was going to torture her, she might as well torture him too.

"Fine" she huffed and slowly pulled up her skirt wiggling because it was too tight, not looking at him but she could feel his hungry glare on her. She latched onto the end of her skirt with her teeth to make sure it didn't roll back down and dipped her thumbs into the top of her stockings. She slowly pulled them past her smooth belly and pale hips. Her bright silky pink underwear appeared a bit too wet for her liking. She stretched her body down to her toes and the stocking followed. Pressing her chest on her lap so Sasuke could get a glimpse of it.

She sighed in relief and repositioned her skirt. Feeling not at all cooler as before. She briefly looked at him but he was already unbuttoning the rest of his shirt and throwing it aside. She couldn't turn her eyes away.

He was lithe, muscular, and completely perfect. She began to sweat as he adjusted his pants. She could see the outline of his hard on through the pants. She felt her nipples perk up and she squirmed, feeling the sensitivity of her nether regions.

"You know Sakura," he started, crawling towards her with his dark unnerving eyes, "As a lawyer I am good at reading faces, guilty faces, please correct me if I am wrong." His heavy masculine scent wrapped around her as he drew near, starting his long fingers at her ankles and guiding it up to her crotch, oh so slowly. It made her shiver and she felt her legs widen for him and he leered at her response, pressing his strong fingers on her pussy, circling the clit through the thin material.

"You're really wet, Sakura." She loved the way he said her name. Lower and coarser than before. He stopped, which made Sakura whimper, missing his touch. He merely rubbed her thighs and whispered into her ear. "I need to know that you are ok with this, Sakura."

She hurriedly nodded, embarrassed, her body was speaking volumes that her mind couldn't control. "Good" he grunted, and picked her up easily, knocking supplies off of a low cabinet and planting her on it. He kneeled before her and she gasped as he pulled down her underwear. What is he doing?

Before she could react to the cold metal of the cabinet on her arse, he buried his face into her thighs, spreading her legs far apart and wrapping them around his shoulders. He moaned at her taste that just made her melt inside, gripping her breast in one hand and his silk hair in the other.

His tongue explored her pussy, stroking skilfully in a way she has never felt before, spelling out obscenities on her clit. Her body became hotter and quivered harder, feeling herself already cum in his mouth. He sucked on her wetness, enjoying every drop of her. She gripped harder and suppressed her moan into her hand as his hot tongue darted in and out of her, then agonisingly teasing her.

"You're pretty sensitive Sakura" he pulled away, standing up and revealing the hard dick that he was stroking as he ate her out. It was glistening with pre-cum. She wanted to say it was because of him, but she was too embarrassed to say a word. He caught on to her bashfulness and rubbed his dick on her soaked pussy, her juices smothered all over his thirsty dick. He leaned in, positioning himself around the eager hole. "Your expression says everything Sakura, but I need to know, do you want me to fuck you?"

She adjusted her hips to sink it deeper as she nodded, but he gripped on them hard to stop her from helping herself. "I need to hear you say it" He almost sung, a sinister smile on his face.

"Please…" She begged.

"Please what? Sakura?" He growled.

"Please fuck me!" She couldn't believe she said it, she has never said it before. But he didn't move, she was aching for it.

"Please fuck me..?" He toyed.

She practically screamed in desperation, "Please fuck me Sasuke-kun!" He gripped on her hips harder and pulled her into him, they both grunted at the sensation of him stretching her out. All inhibitions have left her now that she begged him, moaning loudly with every deep thrust he gave her. But he went painfully slow, pulling out felt like hours and right when he was about to leave her, he thrusted harshly into her. Making her squirm and scream with every pleasurable jolt that started at the pits of her belly and lingered outwardly to her fingertips and toes.

She became tighter and tighter with every smack at the thighs, it was completely mind numbing. He could feel every muscle inside of her never letting him go. His dick enjoyed every moment inside of her, begging for more, but the look on her face was too satisfying to let it end now. She was staring at his member entering her, green eyes completely glazed and glassy, mouth parted to let out her cute moans which made him go insane. He could see her mouth water for him and just seeing this pink little thing under him - going crazy for him was something he could do forever.

He was about to burst, drawing her in closer and cascaded over her, gripping her ankles and pushing them further back with no resistance. She was so extremely limber, he wondered about all the other ways he could fuck her. This allowed him to explore her deeper and he already knew he had to do this again. He pressed his sweaty forehead on hers making her look into his eyes. She became bashful trying to look away and repress her moans, but this just made him fuck her harder until she was unable to turn, shrieking for more at him. He wanted badly to kiss her, feel his tongue on hers but the thought of it made him explode, grunting into her.

She tightened at the speed and she began to claw his back as he came deeply into her. Swearing that he impregnated her right then and there. It wouldn't be the worst thing to happen, because if he could fuck her for the rest of his life, he would gladly do it until she was his.

She went limp under him, covering her eyes with her arm, feeling the heat of the sex scented room. They were even hotter than before. He pulled away, tucking himself away and zipping up his pants. She just remained all gooey on the cabinet, trying to get some air as he found tissue boxes to clean her up.

They didn't say a word as they got dressed. Sakura could not believe that they had done this, it was unprofessional and completely unethical - which was why it made it more exhilarating. She jolted at the thought and shook her head. No! This is never happening again.

Before she could say a word to him the door opened with a flashlight in their eyes.

The man stepped in, picking up the musky scent and looked embarrassed.

"Um, I heard some noises and, well…" it was a security guard knowing full well and probably listening to the dirty deeds these two employees had just completed in their workplace.

"T-thank you," Sakura mumbled, unable to look him in the eyes and shuffling past him. She looked back to Sasuke whose face was again, unfazed, serious, and took one harsh glare at the security guard and replied, "If anyone hears about this, you're fired."

The word fired made Sakura's heart sink… She could lose her job over this.

She quickly ran, packed up her things, and left, avoiding Sasuke in any way she could.

This is definitely never happening ever again.

The next day she couldn't look at him, even be near him. Not like Sasuke cared, after that night his brain was completely refreshed and he found faults in the case that he never noticed before.

He also noticed another thing. She wore red.