Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Oh yeah- and a little bit for everyone! For those who voted no and for those who votes yes! SO NO FLAMERS!!! But I booted it up to an R anyway, to be safe.
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Sasuke lowered his kunai and wrapped his arms around Sakura's waist, kissing her cheek from behind her. Sakura's rapid breathing slowed as she slowly relaxed in his grasp, the desperation from their little game now leaving her body in shallow breaths.
"Sasuke-kun," Sakura said breathlessly as the boy trailed little butterfly kisses down her neck, "maybe I should make lunch." Sasuke's kisses hardly wavered for a second.
"Hm," he mumbled in response. Sakura freed herself from his arms, fixing her hair which had become slightly mussed from her previous struggles. She shook her head to clear her mind, and walked back to the house hand-in-hand with Sasuke.
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It was after lunch. Sakura had made rice balls and ramen, for lack of anything better to make. Sasuke hadn't said a word of complaint, but instead kept one of his hands on hers the whole time, as if protecting her. The resident butterflies in Sakura's stomach were fluttering madly the whole time, out of both nervousness and ecstasy.
Sakura was rather nervous though, Sasuke had hardly let her out of his sight all day. It was unnerving the way he would just stare at her, something unreadable glittering in his eyes.
But now they were sitting in Sasuke's living room, reading together. Sakura had insisted that Sasuke indulge in some literature every now and then, so she was reading to him now. She sat cross-legged on one side of the sofa, and Sasuke's head rested in her lap. Every now and then Sakura would peek underneath the book to make sure that Sasuke hadn't fallen asleep- he was that relaxed.
"I know I could make you happy. I know I could make you happy. I can give you a full and happy life. We will have a happy family. I promise you your welfare will be the main concern of my life.
"I felt a desire to run away..." Sakura read aloud to Sasuke, using one hand to run her fingers through his hair as she read.
"Why would she run away?" asked Sasuke quietly. Sakura lifted the book so that she could see his face.
"I thought that it would be obvious- she doesn't love him, and he seems to be madly in love with her. She'll crush him if she refuses," Sakura explained patiently.
"I still don't get it," Sasuke replied.
"Imagine this- you leave on a mission that will take a few months, leaving me behind. One day, the Hokage shows up at my door and says that you've disappeared, and are presumably dead. Lee-san shows up and proposes to me, promising to make me happy. What would I do?"
"I suppose so..." Sasuke sighed. "But I seriously doubt that is going to happen," he added. He sat up, using one hand to gently stroke her cheek.
"Huh?" Sakura asked.
"I wouldn't leave you alone," Sasuke whispered softly, bringing his lips to hers. Sasuke brought his other hand up, cupping her face lightly as the kiss slowly deepened. Sakura's eyes closed slowly as she wrapped her arms around Sasuke's neck, pulling him tightly to her. The dark-haired boy's hands strayed away from her face, slowly drifting to the back of her head then down to her back. His fingers clutched at the red cloth, and the two slowly toppled down to the floor. Sasuke's tongue begged entrance through Sakura's lips, and she opened her mouth invitingly. His hands moved up and down her back desperately as his tongue explored every part of her mouth. Sakura moaned slightly into the kiss as her fingers dug into the fabric of his shirt. Sasuke broke the kiss for a heated second.
"I will never leave you," he whispered breathlessly before bringing his tongue back down to hers, the kiss fiery and passionate. Sakura tugged at the Sasuke's blue shirt, and the boy obliged by bringing his hands away from her waist and pulling it over his head. He flung it away carelessly. Sakura's hands rubbed up and down his muscular back, tingling his nerves and driving the boy nearly insane.
"Sakura," he whispered heavily as his hands rose from her waist to her shoulders, pinning her to the floor. He seemed to change his mind though, and the agile fingers drifted down to her chest. Sakura moaned as he touched her. His groping only lasted a few seconds though, as his hands moved up to the collar of her red blouse and nimbly began unzipping the small metal piece. As soon as the zipper was sufficiently lowered, he nearly tore the cloth as he lowered the sleeves of her shirt from her arms.
Sakura lay beneath him, her heaving chest only covered by the white lace of her bra. That familiar feeling of vulnerability crept up on her, but she shoved the emotion aside and tried to replace it with love and trust. She was very successful, in all honesty.
Sasuke's eyes roamed down her body, that unreadable emotion in his eyes again. His eyelids slid down seducingly as he went back to his kisses, his hands sliding beneath the straps of her bra. Sakura closed her eyes and placed her full trust in Sasuke as he slowly began to slide the flimsy cloth away.
And then the doorbell rang.
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Haha! Sasuke doesn't score! Gahahahaha! NO FLAMERS!!! Please review! (I hope that was a little better than the first part of my lemon on 'Forgotten Paradise'. I try to improve (not that I'm a pervy writer or anything.))
Oh yeah- and a little bit for everyone! For those who voted no and for those who votes yes! SO NO FLAMERS!!! But I booted it up to an R anyway, to be safe.
* * *
Sasuke lowered his kunai and wrapped his arms around Sakura's waist, kissing her cheek from behind her. Sakura's rapid breathing slowed as she slowly relaxed in his grasp, the desperation from their little game now leaving her body in shallow breaths.
"Sasuke-kun," Sakura said breathlessly as the boy trailed little butterfly kisses down her neck, "maybe I should make lunch." Sasuke's kisses hardly wavered for a second.
"Hm," he mumbled in response. Sakura freed herself from his arms, fixing her hair which had become slightly mussed from her previous struggles. She shook her head to clear her mind, and walked back to the house hand-in-hand with Sasuke.
* * *
It was after lunch. Sakura had made rice balls and ramen, for lack of anything better to make. Sasuke hadn't said a word of complaint, but instead kept one of his hands on hers the whole time, as if protecting her. The resident butterflies in Sakura's stomach were fluttering madly the whole time, out of both nervousness and ecstasy.
Sakura was rather nervous though, Sasuke had hardly let her out of his sight all day. It was unnerving the way he would just stare at her, something unreadable glittering in his eyes.
But now they were sitting in Sasuke's living room, reading together. Sakura had insisted that Sasuke indulge in some literature every now and then, so she was reading to him now. She sat cross-legged on one side of the sofa, and Sasuke's head rested in her lap. Every now and then Sakura would peek underneath the book to make sure that Sasuke hadn't fallen asleep- he was that relaxed.
"I know I could make you happy. I know I could make you happy. I can give you a full and happy life. We will have a happy family. I promise you your welfare will be the main concern of my life.
"I felt a desire to run away..." Sakura read aloud to Sasuke, using one hand to run her fingers through his hair as she read.
"Why would she run away?" asked Sasuke quietly. Sakura lifted the book so that she could see his face.
"I thought that it would be obvious- she doesn't love him, and he seems to be madly in love with her. She'll crush him if she refuses," Sakura explained patiently.
"I still don't get it," Sasuke replied.
"Imagine this- you leave on a mission that will take a few months, leaving me behind. One day, the Hokage shows up at my door and says that you've disappeared, and are presumably dead. Lee-san shows up and proposes to me, promising to make me happy. What would I do?"
"I suppose so..." Sasuke sighed. "But I seriously doubt that is going to happen," he added. He sat up, using one hand to gently stroke her cheek.
"Huh?" Sakura asked.
"I wouldn't leave you alone," Sasuke whispered softly, bringing his lips to hers. Sasuke brought his other hand up, cupping her face lightly as the kiss slowly deepened. Sakura's eyes closed slowly as she wrapped her arms around Sasuke's neck, pulling him tightly to her. The dark-haired boy's hands strayed away from her face, slowly drifting to the back of her head then down to her back. His fingers clutched at the red cloth, and the two slowly toppled down to the floor. Sasuke's tongue begged entrance through Sakura's lips, and she opened her mouth invitingly. His hands moved up and down her back desperately as his tongue explored every part of her mouth. Sakura moaned slightly into the kiss as her fingers dug into the fabric of his shirt. Sasuke broke the kiss for a heated second.
"I will never leave you," he whispered breathlessly before bringing his tongue back down to hers, the kiss fiery and passionate. Sakura tugged at the Sasuke's blue shirt, and the boy obliged by bringing his hands away from her waist and pulling it over his head. He flung it away carelessly. Sakura's hands rubbed up and down his muscular back, tingling his nerves and driving the boy nearly insane.
"Sakura," he whispered heavily as his hands rose from her waist to her shoulders, pinning her to the floor. He seemed to change his mind though, and the agile fingers drifted down to her chest. Sakura moaned as he touched her. His groping only lasted a few seconds though, as his hands moved up to the collar of her red blouse and nimbly began unzipping the small metal piece. As soon as the zipper was sufficiently lowered, he nearly tore the cloth as he lowered the sleeves of her shirt from her arms.
Sakura lay beneath him, her heaving chest only covered by the white lace of her bra. That familiar feeling of vulnerability crept up on her, but she shoved the emotion aside and tried to replace it with love and trust. She was very successful, in all honesty.
Sasuke's eyes roamed down her body, that unreadable emotion in his eyes again. His eyelids slid down seducingly as he went back to his kisses, his hands sliding beneath the straps of her bra. Sakura closed her eyes and placed her full trust in Sasuke as he slowly began to slide the flimsy cloth away.
And then the doorbell rang.
* * *
Haha! Sasuke doesn't score! Gahahahaha! NO FLAMERS!!! Please review! (I hope that was a little better than the first part of my lemon on 'Forgotten Paradise'. I try to improve (not that I'm a pervy writer or anything.))