"Kitten, are you… jealous perhaps?"

"Ha, don't be absurd, you idiot."

A smutty one-shot. Charasuke & Sakura AU.

"So fun! Anyway, I just thought that maybe we could go together or something… you know like on a date. Then maybe we can… afterwards and… I… Sasuke-kun…"

'I don't think I will ever understand women. They're just too complex of a creature for me…,' Sasuke thought as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. His attention was becoming more and more distracted, the longer that he stood there having to listen to this female speak.

The brunette (what was her name again?) continued to babble on and on about some ridiculous dance that the academy would be hosting this weekend for its soon to be graduating class, and Sasuke had long since tuned her out… though he felt compelled to stay put until she was done. His mother had taught him some semblance of decorum after all.

"I just think it would be so much fun and after, we ca…"

'Will she ever shut up,' he inwardly groaned and shifted anxiously on his feet. 'I want to get back to—"

A menacing aura paused his thoughts.

'Kitten?'

Sasuke's dark gaze landed on Sakura, noting how her posture had grown rigid and her jaw was clenched; her hands balled into tight fists at her sides. He then turned back towards the woman next to him… also noting how she had moved slightly closer to him; her movements becoming more flirtatious and… inviting.

"So, what do you think, Sasuke-kun," 'what's-her-name' asked; bottom lip being pulled between her teeth while she batted her dark (too much makeup caked on them) eyelashes at him. 'What did she ask? I wasn't… paying attention to… Uh, hmm… what was this girl's name?'

He cleared his throat and shifted on his feet again. "I'm sorry, what was that… um…?" The girl blushed a deep shade of red, and her confident gaze shifted to one of utter embarrassment when she realized that her crush didn't even remember what they were talking about nor did he seem to remember who she was; let alone her own name. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ears and sighed; light-brown eyes now firmly downcast as she focused on her sandal clad feet.

Somehow, she managed to muster up the courage to ask him again; though this time, her attempt was much feebler in its execution. "I was… just wondering if you wanted to… to uh… go to the dance with me… this weekend… at… at the academy."

Sasuke could tell that the conversation had grown from polite and eager anticipation, to somewhat forlorn and quiet acceptance. He just wished to end this poor girl's suffering; but when his attention was drawn to Sakura once again and he realized how… taunt… her features were getting—

Being a stupid man, he thought it would be a good idea to tease her a little with this new development; but…he was dead wrong.

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"Kitten, don't be like that." His tone was teasing, with a hint of flirtatious energy, and Sakura crossed her arms over her chest; her lips pulling down into a deep, angry pout. Sasuke's smirk grew and he slid a little closer to his girlfriend; his lips coming down to press against the soft shell of her ear, while his fingertips played with the thin fabric at her hip bones. "Come on, I wasn't flirting with that woman, honest." She pushed his hands away in an angry huff and shoved at his chest.

"Hmf," Sakura grumbled, and deliberately moved away from him; her strides taking her several feet down the long and winding hallway. He followed after her… at a brisk pace. "Sure, you weren't," she growled.

"I wasn't," he insisted, his strides easily catching up to hers. "You're blowing this up into something more than what it is, kitten." If he hadn't been paying attention, he would have plowed into her. Sakura suddenly stopped and turned to him… viridescent eyes blazing with liquid fire. He felt sure she was going to slap him… or punch him.

He wasn't sure if it was the heated blush upon her pale cheeks… or the way that her nostrils would flare when she was angry… or the way that her chakra flared to life when she was angry with him; but he had to admit that he liked it, a lot. His whole body seems to harden as he readied himself for the… fight.

As she began to "yell" at him… in hushed tones… he observed her body language closely; watching, waiting for the right time to pounce. He discreetly adjusted his stance to form a more comfortable position and his fist flexed at his sides; obsidian eyes burning.

Sasuke wasn't sure why it was such a turn on to see her like this, but he felt his pants tighten more painfully in the front, nonetheless. Sakura placed her hands on her hips; the thin fabric of her shirt growing taunt at her sides, accentuating her naturally feminine curves.

His eyes moved from her hips, to her delicate lips—

"… and another thing, Uchiha… you can't just do wh…"

He couldn't take it anymore; all of the pent-up desires within his belly grew to an uncomfortable pitch, causing him to snap.

He grabbed Sakura by the cheeks and pulled her in for a desperate and rough kiss. At first the pinkette pushed against his chest with her palms, before fisting his shirt in her hands and tugging him closer; readily submitting to his wants and needs, that matched her own built-up frustrations.

He hissed when her curvaceous hips brushed against his suggestively and his eyes opened slightly to glance around them… before they settled on a door just a few feet away. When a soft moan reached his ears, Sasuke made his move.

'Perfect,' he thought as he began to guide her towards the room. Once they had reached it, he fumbled for the doorknob and then twisted before shoving his girlfriend backwards, and then closing (locking) it quickly behind them. 'Hmm… a closet? It will have to do.'

Red swirled with black as he opened his eyes slowly… and pulled away. Then, as he slowly sank to his knees, nothing else mattered after that.

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"Oh, f-fuck," Sakura cried out; one hand fisting into his full, onyx-colored locks while the other one played with her exposed breast. Her head was thrown back against the wooden shelves lining the outer, concrete walls of the tiny, enclosed space while her lover buried himself between her parted thighs. Sasuke looked up at her through thick lashes; his Uchiha eyes darkened by his own desires as he held her legs apart with his palms.

His tongue grazed her puckering lips leisurely, before he pulled away slightly. "Do you like that… kitten?" The way that his voice had grown deeper, by a few octaves, made a warm shiver race down Sakura's spine and her digits began to tingle as goosebumps broke out across her heated flesh.

She licked her lips steadily… before shoving his head forward; her fingers tangling further into his thick mane while his aristocratic nose bumped against her swollen clit. "Shut… (pant) up, idiot."

The youngest Uchiha chuckled darkly, before plunging back in again; his pace growing more ferocious as his appetite for her increased. His cock twitched painfully when the scent of her arousal penetrated his nostrils and her moans echoed in his eardrums, but he ignored his own needs in favor of bringing her closer and closer to the edges of sanity.

It didn't take long.

"S-Sasu… f-fuck… I… I'm… ugh! Why d-did you stop, Baka!" Her eyes were narrowed dangerously while her grip held firm on his tresses. He ignored her anger and pulled away.

He rose on his feet to stand before her and met her lips with his own… while he swiped his tongue against their seam, before plunging into her hot and wet cavern.

Sakura's sharp nails dug into his scalp where her palm rested on the back of his head… while the other moved to grasp the front of his dark pants, tugging on the thin fabric roughly, with her impatient fingers. "Easy, kitten," he purred while moving a large hand to help her, while the other moved up the curve of her hips and over her ribs, to play with a hardened nipple. She sighed into his mouth when they finally freed him from the restricting clothing and her fist closed around his girth before she pumped him once; from base to tip.

When her thumb brushed against the bulbous head, he nearly lost it… then and there.

He pushed her hands away and moved his arms lower, in order to grip her under her thighs before he lifted her up. Instinct told her what to do, and so Sakura wrapped her legs around Sasuke's hips… while her arms moved to wrap around his neck. He continued to kiss her while he used the shelving to prop her back against, before grasping his cock in his fist and then brushing it along her slick folds.

She groaned in frustration when her boyfriend refused to penetrate her and thrust her hips slightly forward, in order to try and entice him to push forward. He did not.

"Sasuke," she growled when she pulled away from him to look him in the eyes. "Go on already."

He smirked while bringing his free hand up to brush his thumb across her fatty, swollen tissue… picturing what he wished his girlfriend would do with those delicious lips later. "Tell me, kitten. What do you desire?"

"You know what I want," she huffed and rolled her eyes while her nails brushed the back of his scalp. Tingles lifted the hairs on his arms and he closed his dark eyes briefly while leaning his head back slightly; allowing the sensation to send bolts of pleasure throughout his hard body and straight down to his groin.

Sasuke sighed before meeting her gaze once again. "I do. Tell me anyway… please. I love to hear you say it."

She groaned and leaned forward to nip at his jawline. "I want you to fuck me, you idiot." Sasuke nipped Sakura back before making a small, disgruntled noise from the back of his throat.

"Kitten, naughty girl. Must you always call me names?"

"Yes. Because you always act like a damn… oh, god!"

With that one simple thrust of his hips, he silenced her; his thick cock going all the way to the hilt as he shoved her back roughly against the wooden shelves. Sasuke captured her mouth to silence her moans as he began to move; one hand holding her hip while the other held onto the shelves for support.

Glasses and other random objects rattled and groaned with every thrust of their wayward hips; but even still, the pace was painfully slow. His pace was deliberately shallow and unhurried; meant to torture her and amuse himself; meant to show her who was the one in charge of the amount of pleasure that she would receive.

For every thrust he made there was a moan; the sound was a melody so sweet, that he wished to hear it every single night… for the rest of his life.

Their hands moved; touching and exploring while their bodies worked together (an intricate and experienced dance) to bring them to the highest amount of pleasure possible.

He called to her, the pet name escaping his lips before he chose to call her by her given name instead. His large hand moved a few strands of hair away from her forehead, before he leaned in to plant a soft kiss there; his hand venturing lower.

Past her throat…

… past her breast…

… past her ribs and navel…

… until he reached the place that she loved for him to touch the best. A sharp gasp escaped her lips and she thrust forward, gyrating wildly against his fingertips as she ignored the growing ache in her back.

When his fingers landed on her sensitive nub, his lips found their way to her bouncing breast and he hoisted her up a little higher with the hand now attached to her fleshy rump.

"S-Sasuke… m-more… ahh… p-please…"

He had to admit that he loved to hear her beg him for it but knew that she didn't really need to. He would give her what she wanted… whatever it might be. He may be a planet, but she was his entire universe.

His pulse grew fast as did his speed.

He removed his hand from her clit and brought it up to pull her head to the side; lips attacking the pale flesh upon her neck and shoulder while his hips moved at an upwards angle and her nub brushed against his front… causing her to cry out in pleasure.

Objects fell around them, glass shattering across the wooden floor, but neither to notice as they continued to climb higher and higher until—

Sasuke was first.

But Sakura followed shortly after.

His low grunt of appreciation… mixed with her soft and muffled screams as she leaned forward to bite down on his shoulder… with her blunt teeth. His thrusts became irregular, and his quick pace had slowed as he emptied himself inside of her clenching channel; his head falling back while his eyes rolled back… stars forming against the inside of his eyelids.

"Kitten…," he panted harshly when he finally regained his bearings. Sakura was leaning on him… her weight heavy against his body and he tried to hold her up the best that he could though his body was now thoroughly exhausted. His arms wrapped around her middle and he moved her off of the shelves, slowly lowering her down so that she wouldn't be stepping on any of the broken glass surrounding their feet.

Sasuke brushed her cheek with his fingertips; lifting her chin up to plant a soft kiss to her still swollen lips; his forehead came to rest against hers afterwards. "That… that was…"

"Amazing," she hummed and gave him a quick peck on the lips before readjusting her clothing, to a much more presentable state of being. Afterwards, they exited the small closet… then made their way back towards the Hokage tower; which had been the couple's original destination, before they had been sidetracked.

Sasuke (being the idiot that he was) couldn't help but to tease his lover once more, and nudged her shoulder in a playful manner. "If I had known that you would act like this when you're jealous, kitten… I would have—"

"YOU DAMNED BAKA! SHANNAROOOO!"

He didn't get a chance to finish before her fist found a home against his cheek, and he went flying through the wall to his left before landing in a heap on the concrete flooring, several feet away.

Sasuke's vision grew dark before he fell unconscious.

The last thing he saw was his girlfriend staring down at him, her cheeks flushed a pretty pink and her hands on her hips.

Author's Notes:

If any of these sound like your own writing or another you have read I apologize but I didn't copy anyone's work. This is entirely my own writing.