"But she said she came with someone called Naruto, right? He'll come looking as well. Can't you just...I don't know...use your sharingun?" I really didn't want to see her die. As someone who loved him I felt her pain.
"Fine." Sasuke tutted and the girl hit the floor, face first, out cold. He callously threw her over his shoulder and said,
""I'll go and dump her somewhere. She won't remember meeting you or finding me. Ok?" Sasuke did not want his old and new life overlapping at all and he would do anything to prevent it. I looked at our bed, messy from a session barely an hour earlier and felt so sad. Our wedding day was ruined.
"Ok." I reluctantly agreed. I opened the door for him and his unusual luggage, to be met by three faces I didn't recognise looking back at me with the same expression of shock. One man was very tall with spiky orange hair, the other scrawny with an evil grin and the woman had long red hair, plus a smart set of glasses on her barely attractive face.
"What are you guys doing here?" Sasuke grunted, pushing slightly past me.
"We've found Itachi!" The scrawny guy chirped enthusiastically.
"More importantly, who is she?!" The girl piped up with a deadly glare, pointing her finger a little too close to my face. Sasuke swatted her hand away and returned her look with one far scarier- a lethal warning in his eyes.
"Where?" My heart lurched. It was that time. I thought we would have weeks together but I was wrong, he was going to fulfill his revenge now!
"At least a month travelling…" the red head spoke, hinting at me with his eyes. Sasuke glanced at me and I could see the anguish as clear as day on his face. He was torn between his new responsibilities as a husband, a father and the oath he had sworn to his dead parents. He was almost certain that he would win but should the impossible happen and he fell against Itachi the least he owed me, for involving me in such a painful mess, was a proper goodbye.
"I'll be at our meeting place at dawn tomorrow. Take her and leave her unharmed at least three towns away." He handed over Sakura to his loyal companions and reluctantly they left, promising to be on time the next morning.
Karin was lying. She would not just be 'on time', she would be early because she wouldn't be leaving Sasuke that night. Her obsession ran too deep not to conceal her own chakra and spy on me and Sasuke making love. Covered by a black cloak against the backdrop of a pitch black night sky her crazed masturbation was invisible to passers by. Sasuke's focus was only on me, he had no idea she was peeping through the window either. He was far too busy. His hands were clutching my hips, his eyes lost in mine, our lips locked together, his cock deep inside me being ridden.
Because he was leaving he had let me ontop, I knew it and so did he. He'd done it for my sake but now he was so glad that he had. My confidence astounded him, how I took control of his throbbing cock and even set my own tempo. Our rhythm was fast and furious, desperate and clingy. Watching me grind myself into an orgasm was getting him off more than the act itself. He was surprised. So was Karin. She wasn't just imagining that her fingers were Sasuke's cock nudging her clit, she was imagining that her tits were mine and that the tortured looks of pleasure on my face were from the way she fondled her own breasts.
Sasuke slipped his hand between our hot and sweaty bodies to finger me into a fourth orgasm.
"S-s-s-sasuke." I shuddered, rolling my hips in a heavenly orbit around his enclosed cock.
"Yeah!" he growled, filling me with his hot seed.
Our warm juices drown his fingers in an eruption of combined arousal, only then did he bring them to his mouth for a cheeky lick. He loved my taste and thought that mixed together we tasted even better. We heard a small cry from outside that sounded like a prowling cat and thought nothing more of it, we had no idea that Karin had just released outside the window.
Our chests rose and sank together in a perfect harmony, he held me against his chest and I listened to his beating heart, the last time for a long while. He was either nervous or still pumped from our amazing fuck because it was drumming against my ear. I knew that the moonlight was swiftly dwindling but didn't dare to check for a sunrise. I just wanted to hold him.
"Please don't cry." he whispered into my hair, his chin was rested placidly ontop of my head, his eyes staring off into the future.
"You promise that you'll be back before the baby is born?" His hand fell on my stomach, thumbing the swell our child was creating in my body affectionately.
"Of course. Nothing could stop me…but just so you know, as soon as you've recovered from childbirth, I'm gonna be fucking you every chance I get until you're begging me to stop. So maybe you should take advantage of me being away." From his playful tone I knew that he was smiling and the hardness pressing against my pussy promised that he was telling the truth. I couldn't wait!
"When you put it like that, I guess I have no reason to cry." I laughed, squeezing my teary eyes closed.
I dressed him, savouring every inch of the body that I covered. I must have told him that I loved him a hundred times and he must have kissed me a thousand times. When the first sun rays trickled into the room we both accepted, with heavy hearts, that it was time for him to leave.
"Take care of your mother." he whispered to our child and kissed it Goodbye. He wouldn't say the word though, it wasn't goodbye, he'd be back for his family.