Sakura's dose kicks in, her friends eavesdrop.
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Sakura was red and flushed, her breathing shallow.
She did not say she didn't want him too, her body giving signals of arousal at his confession.
His eyes flicked down to see her rub her thighs together tightly, goosebumps covering them under the hem of her dress.
He glanced at her chest, seeing two little nipples pebbled beneath a layer of silky red fabric.
She couldn't have been wearing a bra.
Oh fuck.
I will not grab her I will not grab her I will not grab her.
If he could get her to admit she wanted him too he would happily take her now if she would let him. For hours.
"I don't think I'm ready for marriage just yet.", she finally said.
To Itachi, she already provided him with most of what he needed from a wife.
She admired and respected him.
She appreciated his help.
She was a wonderfully fun companion, she understood him or was willing to.
She packed his gear for missions, helped him with reports for ease, checked in on his parents and brother, spoke to others on his behalf.
She loved his family and they adored her. He loved and wanted her.
For him, the only thing missing was the connection of their bodies.
He had been worried about Sasuke's feelings, but he did this to put them together.
He understood her not feeling ready for marriage but his body was beginning to protest.
He'd been hard for a long time now, precum leaking steadily from his shaft, and he needed release.
Or she could heal him like she planned to. Actually, why was it taking her so long to start?
Maybe she was scared to get close to him when he was like this?
"Then please heal me, Sakura. The arousal is maddening. Or you can go while I ..take care of things."
Sakura's hand grasped vainly at her stomach, eyes pointedly away from him, "I can't heal you like this. I think I've been drugged too."
His brother would certainly suffer, physically, for this stunt,"Can't you heal yourself first?"
"I'm having a hard time isolating it and drawing it out. If I go out there, like this, I might.."
He confessed to stop the guilt and fear in her that he was also struggling with,"Me too."
Her pretty jade eyes finally met his,"I don't want you to be with anyone else."
Itachi nearly sighed with relief. That was almost good enough. Just a little clearer..
"Why Sakura?"
"Because I want you too."
She stood then, sliding the straps of her dress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.
The heat in his gaze on her body dragged a wanton sound out of her throat.
That was all he could take.
He kicked off his shoes and pants, shoving his hand in his boxers to rub and stroke himself while he looked at her.
He shuddered as he wrapped his hand around his member, watching her lick her lips as her hands went in her own panties to pleasure herself as well, raking
her eyes all over him,"Sakura."
He wanted her so much. He would stay on this bed, but if she came to it, she would be leaving as Mrs. Uchiha.
Sasuke thought outside the door.
Had his brother had his eyes on his former girlfriend the whole time?
Before his thoughts could darken on that subject too much, he heard a familiar voice calling him.
"Hey Sasuke! What are you doing here?"
A blonde head of long hair and mischievous blue eyes came into his field of vision.
I bet Ino knows if Sakura likes my brother. Let's see.
"Taking my brother out to find a wife.", he replied.
Ino frowned, looking uncharacteristically put out at this news.
"He wants to get married, huh?"
"I don't know.", Sasuke snapped, "I'm just tired of waiting for him to do it so I can."
Ino scanned the bar, unperturbed by Sasuke's attitude,"So where is he?"
Sasuke smirked,"Have someone in mind for him?"
"Well, uh, maybe.."
"I'm pretty sure you're too late Ino.", Sasuke interrupted, "He's in the room behind me getting married right now."
Ino wrinkled her nose,"Why would he, or anyone, get married in a club?"
"Because all the clan heir has to do is sleep with her to make it official."
"What?!", Ino screeched, making Sasuke wince."Who's in there with him Sasuke?"
Behind the door a soft, needy, feminine moan was overheard. One that made Sasuke's insides tingle and stomach drop all at once. One Ino could easily place.
The two young adults at the door stood still and silent, ears tuned to the sounds of sex and it's precursors.
If Sasuke hadn't been a little mesmerized, he would have realized Naruto was making his way over.
The one person that should be as far away from that door as possible right now.
"What's going on in there guys?", Naruto asked the listening duo, coming to a stop and looking curiously at Ino and Sasuke as they pressed their ears to the door.
Ino shushed him,"Be quiet! We're trying to listen to the sexiest Uchiha get it on."
Sasuke stood and glared at her,"Tch."
Naruto slapped Sasuke on the back, chuckling,"Shisui gets all the girls, eh?"
Ino shot back,"Not him, it's Itachi-san."
Sasuke watched Naruto's face drain of color, sadness clouding his eyes.
"Where's Sakura?", he asked Ino.
Then the music stopped, just long enough to hear Itachi's voice clearly come through, deep and trembling.
"Sakura."
Sasuke saw realization dawn on his friend and Naruto's face set into battle mode.
"You Bastard! I'm gonna kick your ASS!"
