Sakura had first seen him during their small village's church service years ago. There was only one chapel in the village. His family only resided in the countryside during the summer months. She had been ten years old when she first made eye contact in the stuffy chapel. She had taken a liking to him due to the lack of kids her age in the village. His family's summer home resided down the road from her family's farm. She would run down the road on weekdays and play with him and his older brother in the fields. They would end up playing for hours on end doing things like finding frogs by the pond at the edge of his family's estate, or catching lightning bugs in a jar during the evenings.
Come early Autumn his family would caravan back to their city home and she wouldn't hear or see him until the next summer.
From a young age Sakura had been pushed to go to church every Sunday and pray at her bedside every night. When she turned sixteen she began to really question why she was still absently following along with these ideals. She was an avid reader of the new aged literature she would get from the general store in town. Her parents were strict but they still allowed her certain freedoms that some of the other church going children were not allowed.
She hadn't seen his family in a couple years, since the summer he had turned seventeen.
He had mentioned he was going to a boarding school that coming Fall. They had rode their bikes and their families horses for most of the summer, exploring the countryside. That summer they had found a lake a few miles out of the village center, and a forested area with a beautiful flower patch on the other side of the town. She remembers him picking a few of the small purple flowers and awkwardly handing her the bundle grumbling about 'how you like these type of things.' She simply laughed and accepted his sweet offering. Sakura in turn plucked one by her feet and put it in Sasuke's hair tucking into his ear. He was confused as to what she was doing. She told him, 'purple looks good on you!' Noticing his ears redden at her observation. He went over to where their horses had been tied up and lazily eating grass, unhitched them and walked hers over. They rode back home after that.
Due to her upbringing, sex and all it's nuances had never really been on her mind. She knew the basics, especially from watching the farm animals throughout her life. It had never bore much food for thought. That was until she turned eighteen. The familiar caravan from years prior was parked in front of the Uchiha summer home. It was early evening, the cicadas were chirping loudly that year.
Once she had spotted the caravan she began running over. She had seen the two brothers unloading it and bringing luggage inside. As she got closer she slowed down and decided to surprise the younger brother and pounce on him. What she did not expect was a female other than their mother to be with them. As she slowed down and crept up from behind the fence outlining their property. She saw a brown haired woman touching the older lovingly with her hand on his wrist in a comforting touch as he unloaded a trunk.
Itachi and the brown haired woman went inside as Sasuke kept sifting through a different trunk of what looked like clothing. Now was the time to strike. She came out from behind her perch on the fence and ran at a sprint and smacked into him from the back. She hit him with a thud and put her arms around his front in a hug.
"Oi! What the…!" He shifted to turn around and saw Sakura looking up at his face. The surprised angry face he had started quickly shifted to an indiscernible emotion.
She let go unsure of what happened. She thought he would be happy to see her.
"You're back." She said now a bit unsure of herself.
"Ah." He said scratching the back of his neck.
"Well…how long are you back for?" She was able to discern they had brought more luggage than previous years, she also noticed the lack of his parents presence.
"A while. Itachi is married now and is taking over the country house. I'm helping him move and with some of the responsibilities of the farm and estate." He said neutrally.
"Well, I'm glad you're 's good to see you." Sakura felt out of place. He seemed different since the last time she saw him. He was taller, his dark hair was longer framing his face more, and his body more muscular and lean. She could tell from how his clothes clung to his body. She felt like from this brief interaction that he was trying too hard to be an adult.
"I should head back now." She said turning on her heel to walk off.
He grabbed at one of her wrists before she was all the way turned around.
"Wait…can I see you? Once we are settled."
Sakura's heart fluttered in her chest. She had completed her schooling and kept up with work on her family's property as well as working part time at the Yamanka apothecary in town. She had not waited around for him, but the knowledge he wanted to see her again, made her heart flutter in an unfamiliar way.
"You know where to find me." She threw a teasing smile over her shoulder and began the walk back to her home. She had read an odd handful of romance novels, but each one had only described the feeling of falling in love on a chance encounter. This was new territory for Sakura, the more she thought about it as she readied herself for sleep she thinks she has been in love with him for some time now. With this new realization she feels hot all over. From her head to her toes she feels her cheeks flush as she remembers him throughout the years. He was always a bit awkward but he was always kind to her. They would always gossip to each other about things around the village. She thinks about how his body has changed from the young boy she first met, to now, the man she saw before her today. Sakura wondered if she had noticed the changes in him. Had he noticed the changes with her? Her bust had grown a couple sizes over the last year and her face had sharpened into a more feminine form. As she tried to sleep that night, her loins burned in a way she had never dreamed possible thinking of this version of Sasuke.
Over the next few days as she ventures from her home to town she would walk past the Uchiha estate. She saw Sasuke working in the fields planting seeds, plucking weeds, and tending to the animals. She would see him in the late afternoon coming home from working at the apothecary.
One particular afternoon she sees him hacking away at a large patch of vines, his shirt discarded a ways away, his body glistening with sweat. It was one of the warmer days of the season thus far, only predicted to get warmer. She watches from a distance as she walks up the familiar dirt road, his arms straining with the force he is using to whack away at a particularly tough weed. The firm set of his jaw as he pushes his tool into the earth. She roves lower over his body where his abdomen meets his pants. Sakura sees the thin line of dark hair that travels from his navel into the recesses of his trousers.
Sasuke must have sensed something or someone was watching him because he sets the tool down and looks around while fetching some water from a bucket nearby. He acknowledges Sakura as she nears closer to the field he is working in. He lifts his arm and waves her down. She walks over to him. Trying to steady her heart beat and calm her nerves she begins to climb the fence between the road and the field. He approaches her as she is halfway up the fence. She missteps on one of the wooden plans and nearly tumbles forward face first into the dirt. She is caught in his arms, slick from his sweat. He places her on the ground making sure she can stand up right. He does not look her in the eye though, keeping his eyes focused on the dirt.
"Thank you! Did you need something?" She watches as his eyes shift and glance at her chest for a brief moment, longer than what would be normal and finally meets her eyes.
"Ah. Next week my parents will be in town. Would you be available to come to dinner next Friday?" She notices his fist at his side clenching and unclenching, he was nervous.
"Of course. I'll be there!" Sakura did not know what spurred her on, but she placed her hand on his forearm and gave it a light squeeze. Recalling Itachi's wife, Izumi's actions. Before she went on her way, she decided to ask, "What are you doing later today?"
The afternoon sun was lower in the sky, but there were still a few hours of daylight left. She was sure he would answer gruffly and be on his way.
"Finishing my chores, otherwise no plans. Why?"
"Want to ride out to the lake when you're done? For old times sake."
"Sure." He shrugs in acceptance.
"Alright. Meet me at my house when you're ready! Later Sasuke!" She turned and began the short walk back to her home.
—-
As promised a couple hours later Sasuke was throwing pebbles at her window. A silly nuance he did back when they were younger when he didn't want to deal with her overbearing parents but still wanted to see her. Sakura would climb down from the second floor of their small home and out the window down the trellis on the side of her home.
She climbed down and went around to the stables and took out two of the horses. They each hopped on as it was second nature, and rode off. The sun was in the process of setting as they rode around the village to the lake.
They tied up the horses and sat close to the water. Sakura had chosen a white flowy dress that had a belt around the waist to pronounce her hips and bust. They sat on the shore and put their feet in, letting the small waves from the fishing boats hit their legs.
"How have you been?" He broke the silence that was lingering over them. It took her by surprise since she was always the one breaking the silence first.
"I have been well, finished my schooling and I started an apprenticeship at the village apothecary."
"Ah, the Yamanka's right?"
"Yes, good memory!" She gave him a small smile. "How have you been, city slicker? How was that boarding school? Bet you had all the ladies swarming you, huh?" She punched him lightly on his arm. He rolled his eyes at her.
"School was school, happy it is over. It was even more nowhere than here." He paused for a moment and looked over to her sitting next to him on the rocky shore. "Besides there is only one lady I ever let swarm me. Now come on, we need to head back before we can't find the way."
Sakura sat frozen on the shore taking in what he had just said. He nudged her shoulder to snap her out of her trance. Feeling a cheeky impulse she reached down as she began to stand and splashed him.
He gave her a look that seemed like he was about to yell or be pissed off at her. Instead he kicked his foot still subdued in the water and sprayed her back. He soaked her far more than she did him.
"I'll get you for this Uchiha!" They collected the horses and rode home.
She couldn't help but go over what he meant by his statement. She played it over and over again, he couldn't mean her…could he? The awkward, stoic Sasuke only let her in? She made a deal with herself, she would find out this week what he meant by it. They made it back to her home and put the horses back in the stables. He ended up walking her over to her window to let her climb back up. Before she began the climb to wave him off, she faced him, deciding on a different goodbye. She placed her palm on his cheek and kissed it lightly. The face he made before she abruptly turned around and climbed up would be burned in her memories forever. Even though the darkness of nightfall was covering the earth she was able to make out his wide eyed expression and feel the heat radiate off his face.
—
Sakura was at her apprenticeship the following morning. The owner's daughter was working today as well. The talk around town was that the shop's daughter was popular with the men and women. Sakura decided to confide in her. Ino Yamanka had been nothing but nice to her since she began working at her fathers apothecary.
"Ino? Can I ask you something?" Sakura began while pouring a medicinal substance into a glass jar.
"Of course!" Ino replied enthusiastically.
"How do you get a man to fancy you?" Sakura felt incredibly embarrassed even having to ask.
Ino giggled quietly to herself.
"Hey I am being serious!" Sakura spouted at her friend for giggling at her question.
"I know you are! I just, well, I think I know who you are talking about. I don't think he has ever acknowledged any other woman other than you and probably his mother. The question should not be 'does he fancy me' it should be how to get him to make a move!"
Ino ended up explaining how to coax him to act, she recommended little touches on his arm and body just like what she observed from Itachi's wife the day they came back for the summer. She also recommended things no one had ever told her about. Acts that were only hinted at in the few romance novels she had read. She even gave her a worn book with the binding near nonexistent, she told her to read it and it would help educate her.
It ended up being a very graphic, detailed romance novel. She read it in one night. It was easily the best book she had ever read.
She brought the book back the next day to Ino.
"That was fast. Got any ideas now?" Ino asked with a knowing glint in her eyes.
"You could say that."
—-
The night of the dinner was here, his parents arrived in the early afternoon from what she could tell looking out her bedroom window. She was told to be at their house at seven in the evening. Apparently it was a dinner party to welcome the summer season and a few of the village's families were invited. Sakura's own parents were going to be in attendance as well as the Yamanaka family and three other families.
All the families were arriving at the Uchiha estate. Sakura had gone to the tailors with Ino that week to make sure she had a dress to enact her plan with. She had done her naturally rose tinted hair up in a high bun with a few curled strands left out to frame her face. The dress was light green with a fitted bodice and flowy skirt. The light green accented her eyes beautifully. Ino mentioned her breasts stood out in it, which she took as an advantage. Ever since she saw him peeking at them that day in the field she decided to use that information.
She separated from her family to walk the hallways of the manor to find Sasuke. Growing up he always hid out in one room during events his family hosted, the library. She knocked lightly on the grand wooden door, as a warning.
"Sasuke? Are you here?" She peeked around the door to get a scope of the room. Lo and behold he was sitting in one of the leather chairs reading near the window on the far side of the room.
"Ah." He sounded in acknowledgement not looking up from his book.
Sakura shut the door and walked over to him. She bent her knees in a crouch to look up at him while he sat higher than her in the chair. He finally looked over the pages of his book and looked down at her peering eyes. Once he made eye contact he did not look back at the book.
"You look nice." She liked him all dressed up. She always had, ever since they were nervous young teenagers to now nearly twenty. He was wearing a white button up dress shirt a black vest and black slacks. "You must be warm in those clothes." Sakura blurted thinking out loud. She chastised herself for the outlandish comment. He gave her a confused look as he shut the book and stood up. She noticed in the process of it all him glancing up and down her body.
"So do you." He said reaching to touch one of the strands of hair framing her face. A knock on the door broke whatever moment they were having.
Itachi's head popped in and he gave the two a concerned face. "Good to see you again Sakura. Dinner is ready, time to sit at the table."
Sakura slinked out of the library first hearing Itachi murmur something along the lines of 'foolish brother' to Sasuke on the way to the dining room.
Everyone was seated. Sakura was seated in between Sasuke and Ino. Sasuke had an end spot next to his brother who was sitting at one end of the table while the older adults and parents were on the far side.
Throughout dinner all the families and friends talked and caught up on town gossip. Sakura and Sasuke already gossipped with each other, they didn't need to hear it from others. They always had been in their own world.
She decided after a glass of wine, since the adults had allowed the younger crowd to indulge with them. That she would tease him. She snaked her arm under the tablecloth to touch his upper thigh. She felt his leg stiffen from the shock.
He looked over to her, his look asking her what are you doing?
She squeezed his thigh. She began moving her hand up ever so slightly gauging if he was ok with this. He stabbed some of the steak served on his plate with his fork. He began to bite into it, visibly clenching his jaw as her hand moved more towards his inner thigh.
She leaned over to whisper in his ear.
"Is this alright?"
He nodded curtly in confirmation.
She took a sip from her glass of wine as she moved closer and closer to what she was most curious about. Before she could reach it, she felt his warm hand grasp her slim wrist.
He gave her a look of warning. Not here.
She decided to continue eating. Waiting for dessert.
The main course was completed and Sakura had volunteered her and Sasuke to get dessert prepared for everyone. Sasuke had marched off to the kitchen while Sakura collected some of the plates off the table. She walked them back to the kitchen and placed them by the sink. Glancing around and not seeing him anywhere. Sakura ventured down the hall back to the library, where the door was again shut. She opened it annoyed now, without knocking this time. She closed it and leaned against the heavy door, looking towards him, his back facing her as he looked out to the fields from the window.
"What are you doing?" He spoke, not looking at her.
"You already know, you have for some time.I- I want more from you." She spoke softly, afraid of breaking the near nonexistent line from friendship to relationship with him, if her assumptions were wrong this would be a devastating embarrassment.
She waited in agony, as he just stood there. Staring out the window. She saw his face reflected on the glass. A war was being waged within his mind, she saw the battles through his eyes in real time.
"What if…I wanted all of you?" He finally turned around to face her and began walking towards her form still leaning against the door.
"Then you could have it."
He leaned forward finally to mark her mouth with his. Sakura leaned into his kiss. It was all that was unsaid, all their history, all the summers they had spent together becoming friends, creating a bond unlike anything they had ever experienced.
The kiss was chaste until it became fevered, they had repressed these feelings for each other for years now, it was becoming an explosion.
His hands were in her hair, her mouth leaving scorching kisses up and down his neck eliciting moans he was trying not to let out from deep within himself. She was so drunk on him and his mouth she finally registered the large hand on her breast. He seemed to have realized it as well because they both stopped their movements for a brief moment to recognize the line being crossed, ran over, and passed.
With the recognition of him feeling her perky breasts she began touching him back. Feeling his hard body underneath her touch. She could not believe this was happening. Sakura was high on Sasuke. Of all the drugs and herbs in the world she dealt with at her apprenticeship, love was her favorite drug, she wanted to be addicted to this feeling forever.
He stopped what he was doing, he put his hands on her shoulders to stop her as well.
His face was flushed, and his breathing was hard and fast. "D-dessert. We are supposed to be getting dessert." She stopped herself now, calming herself down.
She began fixing her dress that had become askew and smoothed her missed hair that he had been putting his hands through. She motioned for him to come with her as she made for the doorknob.
He closed his eyes and put his head against the door to stop her.
"I need a minute." He spoke, pained.
"What? Come on! We've already taken too long." She felt panicked now. She began to twist the knob. A hand came up and slammed onto the door effectively stopping her from opening the door.
"I need a minute." He reiterated, looking her in the eyes now.
She looked him up and down, finally realizing the problem.
Oh.
Oh.
She could spare him a moment…
OR she could say screw it and take what she wanted. They had already taken what felt like long anyway. She could guess one of the hired servers or even Ino might have taken over the dessert for them.
She clicked the lock on the door. And turned around to face him. She reached between them, grasping the tent in his pants.
"What the hell?" He exclaimed through a tense voice.
"What's a little longer? Hm?"
She stood on her toes and kissed up his neck to his mouth where he responded fervently. She gave an experimental tug on his hard member.
"Help me." She spoke softly between kisses.
He reached over her hand and fixed her hold on him so she could move her small hand more fluidly up and down his length. He set her up with a pace and let her work him for a few minutes before he began to thrust into her hand.
"Mmmph. Stop, stop. The desk." He said against her mouth. Grasping her at her hips and guiding her to the desk against one of the walls of books.
He helped sit her atop the desk. Sakura pulled up the skirt of her dress, and guided his hand to her center.
"Do something, please, anything." He felt her wet cunt up and down, getting a feel for her anatomy. Glancing from her face to her pussy to measure her reactions.
Once his fingers made a circle around her sensitive nub, she told him to keep going there. While he worked on her clitoris imprinting different shapes around and on it, she reached out for his cock straining against his pants and continued the motion he showed her earlier.
When she began to pant as he made eights onto her sensitive nub he abruptly stuck a finger into her snatch. She stopped stroking him, feeling pleasure unlike anything she had ever felt before.
"Something, ah…something's happening!" She says through quick breaths. As he moves faster his fingers working together at her clit and her slick, her legs begin to shake. He reaches his free hand to cover her mouth as he notices it begin to open, sensing a scream coming up her throat. He feels the vibrations of her moans on his hand as she comes down.
His hand is still covering her mouth and her eyes look glazed over. He stares into them, he feels harder than ever. He is snapped out of his thoughts, as he feels her tongue lick his palm still covering her mouth. She puts her hands on either side of her and hops off the desk.
She tugs at the waistline of his pants. Asking for permission. He unbuttons them and she pushes them down, releasing his hard cock. She is kneeling in front of him, face to face with his leaking head. Sasuke is looking down at the top of her head, her pink hair falling out of the neat bun she came in.
She licks the liquid leaking out of his head and looks up into his eyes to see if he liked it. She is met with his face shaded red and his dark eyes hooded with want, his onyx locks falling over his eyes.
She licks him again and then takes in more of his shaft into her mouth. She puts one of her hands on his base and moves it up and down in tandem with her mouth on his head. She swirls her tongue and slips it swiftly between the slit. He emits a moan that they both were not expecting. She looks up into his eyes and sucks looking him square on. His eyes open wider at her lewd actions. She lowers her dress in the front to give him a look at her breasts. He thrusts into her mouth without warning.
"Sorry." He says.
She continues with renewed vigor, working her mouth and tongue while pumping his base. One of his hands grasp her hair and he starts lightly thrusting into her mouth. She hums from the change in pace.
"F-fuck! Sakura, wait!" He spouts and she feels hot milky liquid spurting down her throat, without warning.
He is still releasing into her mouth, she gags briefly and swallows the milky substance. Finally opening her eyes after realizing they were shut. She sees him still reeling, his whole body flushed, his expression sated.
"Hey, I at least gave you a warning with mine!" She exclaims. He flicks her on the forehead as he pulls up his pants, tucking away his softening member. She glances towards the clock on the desk. They had been gone for thirty minutes.
"This is going to be hell." He says, feeling the anxiety radiating off of her.
"Yep."
They unlock and open the door. Directly outside the door and to the right towards the dining room, is Itachi. He is leaning against the wall in the hallway, pushing off of it once he sees the two disheveled almost twenty year olds leaving the library. He clears his throat to alert them he is there.
"Izumi and the Yamanka girl took care of dessert." He starts. "You really could not wait for dinner to be over?"
She feels her whole body fill to the brim with embarrassment. She sees Sasuke cringe inwardly.
"Get back out there. We have held them off as long as we could." Itachi states, already walking back to the dining room where boisterous voices are talking.
She feels her arm being pulled before they appear in the loud room. She feels his lips against hers before she can register it. She leans into it and then he separates them.
"Don't be a tease at dinner next time."
—-
The two end up courting for a couple months and he proposes after the third. The following May they are married in the chapel where she first met the shy, kind, awkward boy who eventually became her lover and husband.