A/N: This is the drabble challenge, but instead of one specific pairing, it will be a while fandom comprised of multiple ships. Character's POV will be indicated by X's around their name. Each ship will depend on the song and lengths could differ, depending in the song's inspiration. Please excuse any grammatical or spelling errors that made it past the editorial portion! My cats suck at reading!
Song & Artist: Baby One More Time by Brittney Spears
Ship: Sasuke/Sakura(one-sided?)
X Sakura X
My dexterous and knowledgeable fingers slid below the khaki material of my shorts and the cotton of the bikini panties I wore beneath, deliberate finger-pads reaching the bud that seemed to make my body dance. I closed my eyes and pictured the ravenette that crowded my dreams and dirtiest imaginings. The Uchiha's knowing fingers began to twiddle about my clitoris, in my mind as I envisioned his full lips and sharp teeth at my neck. Sasuke's husky breath tickling the hairs within my right ear and along that side of my neck sent me into a delirium.
Often, when I felt lonely, I pictured the distant survivor thinking of me in the same fashion...spread out and ready for the taking. Or, in his case, poised and prepared to claim what had been his from the start. The initial plunge eliciting a gasp from my parted lips and a reactionary voil on the legs. His rigorous member sliding in and out in the wet tunnel that constructed my womanhood without relent, soon releasing all he had to offer in the form of genetic material.
I wanted him more than words could express, my body itself screaming for him to enter me on the most physical level and rock my world beyond it's conscious realm. I'd experienced it once before, the act itself resulting in the small swell that indicated our growing child. It should have been shameful to be chasing the same sensation while my husband was so, so far away; but my body desired the release, and the mere thought of my husband taking me for all I had was driving me to the edge.
The coiling sparks low in my groin were enough of an indicator that my end would be near if thought if the thought of my exuberantly-loving husband continued to play behind my eyes like a film real, my fingers picking up their speed and rotation. My brows knit together and my breaths came out as heavy pants, the motion picking up further speed to caress myself to orgasm. The mere thought of the dark-haired husband I had brought me to the edge, imagining him keeping the world safe for the tiny human in my womb was enough to wring me dry and illicit cries of pleasure from the secluded quiet of my flat.
By the end of it, all I could truly desire was my husband performing husbandly-duties and fucking me within an inch of my life.
"I know your work is important..." I grumbled under my breath, "but, your wife is really lonely without you...'Ske."