A/N: Sooo…yup. Today, February 12, is my fifteenth birthday. Yay for getting my permit!
And yes, I had a similar story to this one on my old account.
Hot, Passionate, and Guilt-Free
Eighteen: the age of reason, the age of maturity, the age where the child blossoms into an adult…
And lastly, the age where you want to get laid. Very, very badly. That was the only thought on the now eighteen year-old Sasuke's mind as he sat with his girlfriend Hinata, "watching" a smutty romance movie and twitching his arm that was around the girl's shoulders.
Sasuke looked away from the screen for the ninth time in a time span of two minutes and glanced at Hinata, who was watching the movie with no idea about what her boyfriend was thinking of doing. Sasuke cleared his throat and snuggled up closer to the girl, the familiar heat in his stomach rising up. Dear god, he wanted her badly.
'Come on, Hinata,' Sasuke thought, irritated. 'Baking a cake for me was really nice, but the best birthday present would be hot, passionate, and guilt-free sex and you know it.'
Hinata looked at Sasuke out of the corner of her eye. Man, he was fidgeting a lot tonight…
"Sasuke-kun," Hinata said gently, resting her hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright? You don't seem to be enjoying the movie all that much."
"I'm fine," he replied through clenched teeth.
Hinata smiled and turned back to A Cliché Love Story. "Alright then."
Sasuke took a deep breath and told himself to get his mind out of the gutter, but to no avail: his mind was deep in the sewers by now. He was eighteen, horny, and with a beautiful girl. It was practically illegal not to go all the way.
'Just do it,' his brain yelled. 'If you don't demand it, you never will get any.'
Sasuke slowly took his arm away from the girl's shoulder and was about to shove it up her skirt when…
"Hey Sasuke-kun," Hinata said in a strangely lustful voice.
Sasuke immediately pulled his hand away, annoyed. "What?" He asked exasperatedly.
Hinata grabbed him by the shirt collar and pushed herself on top of him. "You know what I wanna do?"
Sasuke was in shock. So…so she wanted it to? Score!
Hinata leaned forward and rested her hand on his knee. "I wanna make hot…"
'Yes!' Sasuke's mind screamed.
"Passionate…"
'Yes! Yes!'
"Guilt-free…"
'Yes, dammit, yes!'
Hinata leaned even closer, licked his ear and whispered the final word. "Cookies."
All the excitement that had welled up inside Sasuke suddenly disappeared. Cookies? That didn't sound like the thing he wanted to make…
Hinata laughed and got off of Sasuke. "Haha! Sasuke-kun, you should've seen the look on your face!"
Sasuke dug his nails into his face and moaned. "Haha…yeah…really funny."
'Looks like I'm never gonna get any. Happy Birthday, Sasuke…happy fucking birthday.'