I'm baaaaaack! Did you miss me? I def missed you guys. So this chapter focuses on Sakura confronting Sasuke on his plans for Hinata and you get to see the dynamic between the two.

THE ULTIMATE OF WARNINGS: This chapter is lemon-heavy and has slight non-consent so if this type of thing triggers you, you've been warned. This is your warning. I won't warn again.

I'll also explain why I disappeared for so long at the bottom of the chapter.

ENJOY! As always, I own nothing but this plot.


Chapter 12: Sasuke, Sakura


Driving through downtown Konoha at night was easy but parking was always an issue. Sakura usually used one of Sasuke's unlimited visitor passes to park in the building's massive garage, (how he managed that she never knew) but with things left in limbo with them, she thought it safer to park on the street, just in case he became vindictive and had her towed like past flings. She turned many corners, trying to find anything close enough to the elaborate apartment building and her patience was rewarded when she saw a car pull out right in front.

"My life's turned to shit but at least I found close parking." she muttered wryly, driving up to the open spot then shutting off her car. She pulled out her phone to text him that she'd arrived then exited the car and walked toward the double front doors.

Sasuke text during her conversation with Naruto sent many emotions through her and she was still trying to sort through them. "Come over." was all it said, and all she needed to leave her apartment and her boyfriend in a hurry. It was a stupid idea leaving him alone with Hinata after she'd seen him basically eye fucking her, but she reasoned she could change Sasuke's mind so it didn't matter. She wasn't as broken up about Naruto as she thought she would be, although she was surprised she didn't think of his idea herself. They weren't breaking up, but they technically weren't together either, giving her an excuse if she succeeded.

The lobby of Sasuke's building was more quaint than her apartment's hotel esque main entrance–only one person sat behind a circular desk in the corner to check guests in unlike the several at hers–but it was expertly built and the exclusivity was notable. The front desk attendant, a fat older man with a balding head and graying hair, looked up when he heard her approach and gave her a dismissive wave to head toward the elevator. Sakura slightly sneered. She felt powerful with an unlimited visit pass from Sasuke (she still didn't know how he got it) but the judgmental looks she received from the staff in his building made her body itch and her anxiety bloom. What right did they have to look down on her? She was important to their building's most exclusive guest and deserved more respect.

"Scum." she whispered as she walked past him not caring if he heard.

Most of the apartments in the building were nicely designed and each floor held two with facing front doors. Sasuke's place, however, took up the top floor by itself and needed a special keycard to access because the elevator also served as his front door. The first time she'd seen his place in person she was floored. It was huge! So big, two of her apartments could fit into it. It was a two-story open floor penthouse apartment with the living room, guest bathroom, and kitchen/bar on the bottom floor, and a wide staircase leading to the large bedroom with adjoining bath upstairs. The smoky gray walls accented the off-white area rugs placed underneath soft black and gray sofas and couches. The tables were wooden and made of deep brown oak, the bar and kitchen area looked custom built with state of the art appliances, and the floor to ceiling windows taking up one of the walls gave a breathtaking view of Downtown Konoha from a stately balcony. Everything was cold and beautiful like its owner and she hated herself for shivering in excitement at the sight of it.

She loved being in his apartment. He let her stay over even when he wasn't around from time to time, and she never had to pay for anything when she did. It reminded her of the life she was determined to live, with the man she was determined to live it with. He was her obsession but she was angry at him and had to remember that.

"You're late." he scowled, glaring at her from behind the bar where he held a filled shot glass.

"You're lucky I'm even here." she snapped as she dropped her bag onto the largest sofa.

"Whatever." he scoffed, downing the shot without even a wince.

"You're in a shit mood for someone with a new toy." she assessed, watching him pour himself another.

"How observant." he mocked.

"Share some of that." she demanded.

Sasuke looked at her with a raised brow. "Don't you have rounds soon?"

"In two hours," she answered walking toward him, "and the hospital's like down the street from here. Share."

Sasuke stared at her oddly then chuckled. "It's your future."

He poured a tumbler of the same whiskey he'd been drinking and pushed it gently in her direction. Sakura took it and gulped it down in one go.

"Another." she said, handing him back the glass for a refill.

Sasuke complied then poured a glass for himself as well. Sakura sipped this time then made herself comfortable on his large sectional. Sasuke sat on a bar stool facing her and they stared at each other silently.

"Why am I here?" she asked, getting to the point.

"You know why." he said slyly behind his glass.

"Your bitch couldn't hack it huh?"

"Your eyes glow when you're jealous. Did you know?" he purred in response.

"You purposefully flaunted her in front of me, knowing how that would make me feel. Then summon me here to do what, make you feel better?"

Sasuke shrugged apathetically and took another sip from his glass.

Sakura watched him with a mixture of hurt and rage, her eyes shining with unshed tears.

"Why Sasuke?!" she yelled, dropping her composure.

"You know why!" he snapped back, his face once again irritated.

"But her?! Of all people?! She despises everything about you! She could never stand by you like-"

"Like you can?" he finished for her with a laugh. "Come on Sakura, we both know you and I would never work."

"You've never even given us a chance!" she cried.

"Don't you have a boyfriend?" he asked callously.

"Fuck you Uchiha! He means nothing to me and you know that!"

"Whatever." he huffed with an eye roll.

"She's never going to fall for you. Or take care of you like I can. She's too in love with Naruto, and… I'm starting to suspect he might be returning it."

Sasuke's eyes narrowed at her slight smirk. "What do you mean?"

"They were together earlier tonight." she said, bitterly relishing every second of his undivided attention. "Laughing and joking around like they used to in high school. You remember right? When they would huddle off into their own world? She looked nicer than I've ever seen her lately and the way he was staring at her… it didn't feel platonic."

Sasuke stared at Sakura intensely then set his glass down on the bar counter before it cracked in his tight grip. His mind was spinning. Right after Hinata leaves him she runs into the absolute worst person, giving Uzumaki all the feelings he created in her. He'd been unknowingly bested by the blonde idiot and his anger was almost palpable, but he had to pretend he was unaffected… or she would pounce. He needed to distract her, and himself.

"Not jealous are you?" she asked innocently, her eyes sharp.

"That's your forté." he said calmly, finishing off his drink then standing to move closer to her. She swallowed eagerly when he sat one cushion away from her on the same sofa. He rested his right arm on the top cushion and stared at her with a look of curiosity and amusement. She could smell he'd just showered and his aroma tore at her willpower.

"Why do you care so much, Sakura?"

"Wh-what? What do you mean?" she faltered, losing her earlier arrogance.

"I mean," he said leaning closer to her, "you spent so much time working to get into and stay in her good graces, then you ruin it by fucking the supposed love of her life. Kudos for making him convince her to live with you but that's a lot of time and effort wasted on a 'bitch', isn't it? You sure you don't want her?"

Sakura glared at him. "Your bullshit mind games don't work on me, or did you forget?" she snapped, resisting the urge to throw the rest of her drink in his face.

"That's true," he agreed, shifting closer to her. "You were always as clever as you are beautiful."

"Stop it." she said standing and walking away from him.

"Stop what?" he asked casually, his eyes following her.

"You know what you're doing. You won't distract me from getting answers and you can't touch me without them."

Sasuke looked at her, trying his best not to laugh. Her weak attempt at an ultimatum was adorable. She would swiftly get on her knees if he commanded it but she was also petty and vindictive when she wanted her way so he needed to be careful. It was too late to find a decent escort so weighing his options, he acquiesced.

"Okay." he surrendered to her amazement.

"Okay?" she asked skeptically and with good reason.

"Okay. Ask your questions." he replied, relaxing onto the sofa.

Sakura narrowed her eyes and glared with distrust. Everything was a game with him, even her feelings, but she couldn't find anything off so she relented. She downed the rest of her whiskey then slammed her glass down onto a nearby table, ready to fight.

"Why do you need to get married?" she began.

"My family disapproves of my 'lifestyle'," he said with air quotes. "Also Mother wants me to settle down like Itachi and give her grandchildren. I refused at first, but then they made it worth my while so I agreed."

"Worth your while?" she asked, confused.

"It's a personal family matter. That's all you need to know." he said with finality and Sakura balked. He was being unusually forthright but if she pushed too hard, she might get nothing.

"Fine." she relented. "Next question, why Hinata? I get you have this weird infatuation with fucking her, but marriage? Shit's not adding up Sasuke."

"It wouldn't make sense to you. You're not one of us."

The shocked hurt look on her face made Sasuke almost lick his lips. Her desperation and obvious need to be a part of his world triggered the raging sadist in him.

"Real low asshole." she replied, doing her best to regain herself. He smirked at the sad look in her eyes before feigning kindness.

"I meant you didn't grow up like we did. You don't have a clan with family obligations that force you to choose between what you want and what they command. We're not free. The family demands I find a wife and after meeting with my parents again today, they see Hinata as a worthy one."

"And Hinata just agreed to this?"

"It took some convincing, but yes she did."

"What did you say to convince her?"

Sasuke shrugged in reply.

"Fine. Don't tell me. But I have a hard time believing that Hinata would suddenly agree to dating you without blackmail or bribery."

"You think so terribly of me Sakura." he pouted, only slightly pretending to be shocked. She was closer to the truth than she knew and one word out of place on his part and her mind would start putting pieces together.

'Clever cunt.' he thought.

"Even if she didn't hate you and she does," she continued, "she's too in love with Naruto."

"She's too in love with your boyfriend, you mean?" he corrected.

"You know it's not like that. Stop saying it."

"Why not? What else would you call a man you've been dating for years?" he mocked.

"I've slept with you for years. Am I calling you my boyfriend?"

"No. But you want to." he said with a sly smirk.

"And more!" Sakura whined. "But you won't fight for me! Why? I've been around your family plenty of times. The Hyugas see me as Hinata's best friend don't they? They let me fucking live with her!"

"Because you were her only friend." he sniped, turned off by her familiarity. "It could've been anyone if she had more. Besides, I tried."

"You… you did?" she said caught off guard.

"I did, but they requested a person from our background. It's kinda obvious this was bound to happen, even you know that."

"Try again." she said, walking to him with desperation.

"Sakura.."

"Try again!" she cried. "You're in a world filled with little people who don't see you, who don't know you, who can't tame you, but I can! I've been there for you for so long and I'm sick of being your dirty secret!"

Sasuke looked up at the desperate girl before him, her green eyes sparkling with unshed tears. Her hair was slightly mussed from running her fingers through it from irritation but it still shone in the dim lighting. She was beautiful, always had been, and had a lot of charisma and brilliance; but she was too common to hold her own amongst people who idolized lineage and birthright and too insecure to handle the scrutiny that came with it. She was weak and an Uchiha can never be weak.

"I'll convince you." she announced.

"You will huh?" he scoffed, incredulous. "How?"

Sakura dropped fluidly to her knees between his parted legs and Sasuke watched her movements with interest.

"I can convince you." Sakura said again, smirking with certainty. "Show you what you'll miss if you pick her over me."

"Really." he breathed, anticipation running through him as she unknotted the tie on his pajama bottoms. He lifted his hips so she could pull them lower.

"Yes, really." she replied softly, looking him in the eyes. Her soft but cold hands caressed his semi-erect penis, teasing it with light up and down finger strokes.

"That's not very convincing," he said.

Without warning, she wrapped her entire fist around the girth of him and squeezed gently. Sasuke closed his eyes and groaned aloud.

"How 'bout now?" she asked, watching his reaction hungrily.

"Shit," he hissed. "You know me well."

"No one knows you better baby," she teased as she stroked his impressive length. "I was made for you."

"Prove it." he commanded, staring right back at her.

Sakura licked her lips, then wrapped them around the soft skin of his tip. She sucked lightly at the protruding head, making it spasm, then licked it with languid strokes of her tongue; savoring the taste of his freshly washed skin and wanting more. With her eyes still locked on his, she engulfed the top half of him while her hand ran up and down the base.

Sasuke bit his lower lip and fell back against the sofa, his head tilted up as he felt the wet heat of her mouth. She sucked the top of his now fully erect penis and stimulated the bottom in rhythmic strokes, the sound of her moans vibrating around him, making him restless. He tried to reach for her head to grip her hair and control her pace, but she stopped her movements when he did to his frustration and her glee.

"Damnit Sakura.." he glared angrily at her, the lust apparent in his voice.

"Touch me and I stop." she gargled around him, her eyes piercing his.

"Demanding aren't you?" Sasuke chuckled, but obeyed, content with just watching. Sakura licked his erection like a popsicle, swirling her tongue around it then sucked it into her warm mouth. One hand moved rhythmically along the base of his shaft while the other rubbed his thigh before moving downward to cup his bulging sac.

Sasuke hissed in pleasure but refused to moan. He couldn't give her the satisfaction of pleasing him so easily but Sakura caught his actions and smirked around his dick, her ego growing. He would never admit it, but they both knew when it came to giving head, she had no equal. She ran her tongue along the slit of his tip, dipping it in to taste the precum that gathered there, all while still stroking the rest of him. Without warning, she took the entirety of his length down her throat until her nose was buried in his dark pubic hairs. Then, she swallowed.

"Ohhh fuuuck!" Sasuke finally moaned. The feeling of her throat muscles massaging his dick was sudden and heady; he couldn't hold it back.

Sakura looked up at him innocently, her mouth full of cock, and swallowed again, making him arch his hips into her. She held him down with her hands then bobbed her head up and down, licking, slurping and tasting every inch of him with no shame. Sasuke gripped the cushions besides him tightly and threw his head back, resisting the urge to grab her by the hair and fuck her mouth the way he wanted.

'Bitch is determined,' he thought, looking down at her in amazement. He marveled at how soft her lips were, how wet and cherry red they looked against his pale skin. It reminded him of the soft lips he'd kissed earlier that day and he felt his breath quicken and blood heat from the memory. The velvet softness of her labia, the flavor of her tongue, her squirming body beneath him. It was the closest he'd ever gotten to touching his ultimate prize and if his driver hadn't interrupted, his fingers would now know the tight heat of her body. Would've felt her inner muscles stretch and expand to fit him as he mercilessly took her to her first of many orgasms while swallowing her screams of release. The thought of what might've been pushed more blood to his already engorged penis and Sakura felt him harden even more in her mouth.

She looked up at him coyly, assuming she was the reason for his reaction, and then Sasuke's breath hitched again. Maybe it was wishful thinking, maybe it was his buzz from his shots of whiskey, but in the dim lighting of his living room dark tresses replaced soft pink. Pale gray eyes stared up at him as full red lips engulfed his hardness with fervor. His mind wanted Hinata so badly it imagined her in Sakura's place, taking him down her virgin throat with such gusto he almost blew his load.

Without warning, he grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled lips from his hard member.

"Oww! What the fuck?" Sakura yelped in surprise. "I could've bitten you!"

"Turn around." he demanded through gritted teeth.

Sakura frowned, then smirked, realizing what he wanted. Still on her knees, she turned to face the large windows and presented her pert ass covered by hospital scrubs to him. She walked forward on her fours to give him room to kneel behind her, then mewled at the force he used to pull her back toward him. She could feel how rigid he was against her, stiff and throbbing, and bit her bottom lip in anticipation. Her vagina quivered and moistened at the thought of him entering her and she let out the moan she'd been holding back.

Sasuke grabbed the bottom of her scrubs with both hands and pulled them down slowly toward her knees. His hands caressed her exposed thighs and kneaded her cheeks like dough. She felt him spread her open, wide, his nose directly at her center, then she heard him take a soft yet deep sniff. Sakura wriggled around him, her moisture increasing.

"So wet," she heard him whisper, shivering when he stroked her folds with his fingers.

"Sasuke, please…" she begged, trying to rub against him but his mind was elsewhere.

"Sasuke, please…" His mind heard Hinata moan, her voice as soft and delicate as when they were younger. Sasuke groaned from her pleas. The sound shooting lightning down his spine and made him shudder. She wiggled her opening in front of him in earnest, begging him to take her fully and completely and it made his dick ache watching it move. But he denied her and himself the satisfaction.

She'd teased him all day, and he had to return the favor.

Using his thumbs, he spread her wet lips open and marveled at its glistening inner walls. He could see her vaginal opening flexing and contracting and caught a bigger whiff of her scent. Without warning, he placed his mouth around her and sucked.

"Ohhh!" he heard her cry in shock, but he'd just started. By the time he was done, she'd forget she ever heard the name Naruto.

Sasuke ate her pussy like a man starved; biting gently at her outer folds, drinking from her inner ones in soft slurps. He stuck his tongue deep into her body, licking and simulating what he would do later with a bigger appendage. Sakura's arms gave way and she fell face first into the soft rug sobbing. His enthusiasm, the spasms in her body, the electricity running through her nerves, it was too much. Far too much. She tried to break free of his grip by pulling herself forward, but he held her firmly in his large hands, determined to give her pleasure.

"Sasuke!" Sakura cried out, her face contorting into a pained expression. It was beyond stimulating. She couldn't handle being licked in such a tender area, and he knew that.

Sakura never enjoyed cunnilingus. When Naruto first tried it she almost kicked him in the face and he never attempted again. However Sasuke found out the hard way when she gave him a black eye in an attempt to get away from his tongue. He was unrelenting with her afterward, forcing orgasm after orgasm out of her until she was a melted mess sobbing for forgiveness. This time she was at his mercy, unable to move or fight back against him in her position.

"Please," she wept in defeat, "Please, no more…"

He moaned at her pleas, the sound vibrating through her body, but didn't let up. Sakura tried feebly to crawl away again but the sharp pain from his nails digging into the skin where he held her kept her in place. She gave up her fight, buried her face in her arms, and moaned lewdly into the rug beneath her. The feelings he forced on her were extreme and her body could barely keep up, but she braced herself to take it. She'd let him do anything and everything to her if it meant a chance of becoming an Uchiha one day.

Unfortunately, even as he used her body, his mind wasn't thinking of Sakura. It was Hinata bent forward, ass up in front of him. Hinata who moaned his name and cried out in pleasure, whose juices coated his lips. He was so lost in a fantasy he was determined to make real, he ignored Sakura's whimpers of surrender and imagined it was Hinata's soft voice driving him on. His mind traveled back to earlier in the day and he reminisced on the feeling of touching her folds for the first time. Soft, warm,... and hairless. Smooth and hairless, unlike the ones in front of him now.

Sasuke stopped his movements and blinked slowly as though coming out of a trance. He looked at the light fuzz of blond hairs before him in mild confusion then disappointment washed over his lust. He remembered where he was and who he was with. He thought he finally had his prize where she belonged, beneath him begging, but it wasn't the real deal. Just the knockoff. The real deal was at home, in her apartment, being kept company by Naruto.

Naruto…

"Oww, Sasuke!" snapped Sakura when she felt his fingers dig into her. "Stop pinching me like that."

She heard and felt him shift his position and lifted herself up a bit to turn her head toward him, but his sudden thrust into her knocked her back down. Sakura moaned in surprise and ecstasy, a happy smile on her face. She was so used to his relentless teasing she forgot how much she missed when he just entered her without a preamble. Her walls clamped down tight around him, massaging the hardness of his member with firm muscles. He was thick and hard and she couldn't think of anything but the feeling. She mewled into her arms and surrendered to him, eagerly awaiting what he would give her.

"Ohhhhhh!" she screamed when she felt how hard he plunged into her willing body, forcing a sudden orgasm to tear through her. In her position, he stroked the deepest parts of her, triggering wave after wave of intense feeling. She'd barely recovered from her first orgasm when she felt another one right behind it.

Then another.

Then another.

"Sasuke please…" she whimpered, not knowing if she was begging for release or mercy.

But he didn't listen. He was too far gone.

Too angry.

She wasn't what he wanted. She would never be what he wanted, and the thought of Hinata being alone with his nemesis made him angrier. It fucked with his ego and he couldn't handle it. He needed to regain control, even if it was just in his head.

His rage fueled lust made him pound harder into Sakura, forcing her to take every inch of him even when she couldn't. She screamed and begged beneath him, her body convulsing and aching from his rough handling. He was relentless, forcing her body to take more than it could handle. He leaned onto her until his chest was flush with her back, then he grabbed her hair and pulled her head from her hands, her muffled moans now loud and echoing throughout his penthouse. His fingers held tight to her strands and his new position locked her in place so she couldn't move. She felt him hit even deeper inside her she cried out when she felt yet another wave hit her. She tried once again to escape but once again it was futile.

"Please cum…" she begged, finally wishing for the torturous pleasure to end.

"No. Take it." he commanded, ignoring her request.

"I.. I can't! Sasuke please.. no more.."

"I thought you were made for me?" he taunted, then slapped her ass with a loud smack.

Sakura screamed from the sudden sharp pain and he smirked when he felt her body convulse again. It took practically nothing for him to make her peak and he relished in forcing it out of her again and again. She was so pliant, so eager to please him she allowed it even when it was past her limit. He felt his already low respect for her dwindle at how easy she was. She could never be a challenge, a true prize to be won.

Just a hole to practice what he would do to Hinata he finally got his chance.

He imagined her virgin walls cumming around him, her beautiful face crunched into a pained grimace as she cried out while he continued to take her past her boundaries. It was that image that finally, after what felt like hours, made him release his load deep into Sakura.

He moaned crudely then bit his lips to stop Hinata's name from leaving his mouth, all while emptying thick ropes of his sperm into her roommate's body. Sakura groaned in relief when she felt him still. Her pussy was sore, her head ached from his tight grip on her hair, her body was exhausted from his relentless pounding, and she couldn't be happier. This was exactly what she wanted, what she came to him for, what she was desperate to have forever. Their sex was rough and primal and she loved every moment of it.

He stayed inside her a couple of minutes before removing his flaccid penis with a squelching plop. Sakura fell face down into his rug and flattened her body against it, too tired to move, the mixture of their combined fluids seeping from her gaping pussy.

"That.. was amazing." she sighed. "One of our bests right? Well, not compared to the time you took me to France on your business trip and we fucked on top of the Eiffel Tow-"

"Aren't your rounds about to start?" Sasuke interrupted. "You should get going."

Sakura turned over to look at him with furrowed brows and was shocked to see his pajama bottoms were back on and re-tied, as though nothing happened.

"You're kicking me out? Just like that?" she asked, feeling insulted.

"You said you had rounds. You wanna lose your residency? So you know this is me caring."

"Can I at least shower? I can't walk in there smelling like sex."

Sasuke shrugged. "Fine, but don't be late. They did me a favor accepting you so don't fuck it up."

"Back to being a crabby asshole again?" Sakura snapped, the euphoric feeling of back to back orgasms fading from her quickly.

Sasuke didn't respond. He walked up the stairs to his bedroom without a glance back at her.

"You can let yourself out." he finished before closing the bedroom door behind him, leaving Sakura feeling used.

Again.

She stared up at his room in awe of his audacity and power. Then she stood from her position, feeling weak-kneed from their activities, and stumbled toward the guest bathroom, grateful it was a full bath and not a half. An addition she assumed for his guests that stayed over but weren't permitted into his bed.

His whores.

She was being made to use the guest bathroom like his whores and not the master as she'd been accustomed to, giving her the answer she always deep inside her but refused to admit.

"Guess I didn't convince you..."


Ok I promised I would explain what happened to me and here it is. My childhood best friend passed away recently and I have NOT been taking it well. So bad my depression went from moderate to severe and the only thing I had the energy for was just keeping myself alive. She meant a lot to me and losing her the way I did is a pain that will never go away. Even dealing with all of that I still made time to write but it was a paragraph at a time. It was all I could muster dealing with what I was dealing with.

But I'm on some better meds, been eating better, exercising and the fog cleared. I had a lot to clean up before I could really focus on this story again but I never forgot it. I can't because it literally haunts my dreams haha..

Anyway thank you all for your patience and understanding and not sending me flamy messages about how late this chapter is. This story isn't really a slow burn but the plot requires it to be lengthy so it won't be finished any time soon. If you can't handle me needing to take breaks for my health then I wish you much happiness reading something else. I will post when I can but know I'm writing even when a lot of time has passed.

Thank you all for sticking with me and I hope you're all good out there.

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