Sakura Haruno has starred in over 30 different pornos to date (solely, of course) to help pay for her college tuition. But this time, things would be a little different… the stakes would be much higher and the pay, well worth it. But after she's had him once, will once ever be enough?
A sasusaku smut-filled one-shot. (They are around 23.)
—Missionary—
Two months later…
The couple had been "seeing" each other for close to a full month now, the fledgling friends continuing to flirt with the idea of making things more official between them, but both still not really wishing to cross that line into the territory of anything more than simple "friends with benefits" just yet… although Sakura wasn't too sure if it was her or if it was Sasuke who was more scared of the change in the status of their relationship.
She let out a deep sigh as she pulled on the lacy lingerie for today's shoot. It was a dark color that complemented the shade of her porcelain skin perfectly, hugging her very feminine curves in all the right places and if she was being completely honest with herself, the pinkette felt rather sexy when she put it on. Her cell phone began to buzz from its position on the couch just a few feet away and she pulled on her robe before she reached for the device. A tiny smile worked its way onto her lips when she read the name on the bright screen and she quickly opened it to read his text message.
Do you want to go out with me tonight, Sakura? My family made reservations at Milone's and Mom insists that I bring a date this time. It could be… fun.
She giggled to herself and quickly typed back before the door to her dressing room opened, revealing the familiar face of the director's assistant. The woman smiled at her brightly and asked if she was ready, when she indicated that she was she dropped her phone into her purse and rose to follow the other woman to the stage.
Sakura found that today's setting was situated much like the last few, with a plush mattress situated in the center of it and several lights surrounding it. The "walls" were a pale shade of blue and boxed in the bed on two sides, while the sheets and comforter were both a light shade of magnolia. She found it rather odd that the director chose these two colors specifically, but then again… they were supposed to be a "happily-married-couple" in this scenario.
She remained stationary as the makeup artist fixed her lips and eyelids before the director came to speak to her briefly about the scene they were about to perform. Her mind was completely focused, nodding away to the man's drawn-out commentary, until he walked into the room. 'Sasuke… so handsome.'
He approached from the opposite doors she had come in from, his gate strong and his posture straight. His eyes fell on her and she watched as his lips twisted up slightly, in a sexy smirk. She felt the first brushes of desire twisting her stomach repeatedly, but she tried to reign in her libido as it seemed the director was still droning on.
The pinkette shook her head and turned her attention back to the director as her partner made his way next to her; his fingertips grazing her knuckles in greeting… causing her to noticeably shiver with delight and anticipation. The woman inwardly cursed herself for her visible reaction to him, but she couldn't do anything about it right now. Sakura had to focus now, so that she could get out of here as quickly as possible and they could get ready for this evening's event.
"… so, I just want you to be loose and casual with it, yeah. Just like a married couple would. Think of it as a 'you got the kids in bed and it's time to play before work tomorrow' type of thing, okay? Quick, but also be sensual. Lots and lots of eye contact, caressing, and DON'T suppress your moans this time, Sakura. Okay? Last time you were a little on the quiet side. Really let it out, alright."
A small, deep-red blush formed on her cheeks and rather than be embarrassed further with a possible stutter in her voice, she simply nodded in understanding. The director then turned his attention to Sasuke to address him briefly before declaring everyone other than them to get off of the stage. The Uchiha brushed his arm against her side to get her attention and Sakura (against her better judgement) looked up at him. She shouldn't have, she could get lost in those dark, onyx-colored eyes of his. 'Focus, Sak! You can do this! You just need to focus.'
He opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the sharp buzzing sound of a megaphone sounding to their left where the director sat in his chair. "Places…places people! The countdown starts in five, four, three…"
Sakura and Sasuke scrambled to their markers and she was forced to toss her robe to the side and out of shot just as the word "ACTION" reached her ears. She couldn't see him but she could sense Sasuke's slow approach from her right-hand side and she tensed slightly, before he wrapped his arms around her middle from behind. She instinctively closed her eyes and tilted her head when he pressed his lips against her exposed collarbone. "It's been a long time since I've seen you in something like this, you little minx."
The way that he purred against her skin sent a new set of shivers racing down her spine and she moved her hand up to place it against the back of his head, holding him to her while her lips parted on a soft breath. 'Shit! What's my line again… oh yeah.' She licked her lips slowly, her mind was growing foggy, but she managed to blurt it out regardless, thank goodness. "Only for you, my love." She felt his hand flex against her stomach as he twisted her around in his embrace, his eyes flashed once before darkening and she felt the firm bulge protruding against her belly beneath the fabric of his sweatpants.
She looked up at him suggestively while placing her hands on his bare chest, her sharp nails digging in slightly as she leaned into his frame. This was more than just a job now, of that Sakura was almost certain, but then what were they really, that was still yet to be determined. 'Now is NOT the time. Focus!' She wrapped a leg around his and brought it up slowly, her teeth clamping down on her lips as her thigh tightened around his trim waist… bringing her hips directly into contact with his and his cock, well—
She lifted a hand, slowly tracing the plans of his peck with her fingernail before dragging them up to his hair. Sakura twisted her digits within his silky locks and tugged playfully before pressing herself flush against him, forcing him to take all of her weight. "How about we… move this to the… bed," the pinkette whispered sensually before leaning back slightly, shoving her breasts upwards in the process.
She watched his tongue dart out to taste the plump flesh of his bottom lip (her memory reminded her of exactly what that tongue of his could do) before he bent downwards, his hands sliding slowly over her soft curves, before he gently lifted her up by the hips. He leaned in and kissed her for a second before giving her thighs a quick squeeze. 'Here it comes.'
Three, two—
"Ugh," she grunted when her back landed on the mattress and she leaned up on her elbows as she bounced slightly with the force. She knew it was coming, it was in the script, but still it was a little shocking with how easily he managed to toss her around like that. 'H-he's so… strong.' Sasuke's muscles rippled as he bent to shimmy his thighs out of his pants before tossing them to the side, leaving him bare as the day he was born. She couldn't help but stare (gawking really) at the corded muscles surrounding every inch of his body. He gave her a moment to gather herself before he moved forward. (His pause was NOT scripted.)
His knees hit first before his hands and he crawled his way slowly on top of her, forcing Sakura onto her back while he hovered. "So beautiful," he whispered, his hand coming up to brush the hair away from her face. "So exquisite and all for me."
"Yes," she panted, her core leaking her desire onto the thin fabric situated between her puckering lips. She shifted her hips beneath him, trying to wiggle her way up onto the bed more comfortably and he allowed her this, but followed her every move perfectly… like a predator stalking its prey. "I want…"
"Shh," he hissed while leaning down to plant a kiss to her cheek, her chin, her jaw, her collarbone. "I will give you my everything and more. Let's not wait. It's been ages since I have had you, wife. I don't have it in me to wait any longer. I need you. Now." She felt her heart skip a few beats with the way that he called her wife and her fingers dug into his back as his traced the delicate skin surrounding one of her perky nipples before pinching it between calloused fingers. She cried out at the pleasure and pain that it brought her and arched her back against his searching appendages… willing him to take her already. 'They said to be quick… So why isn't he— OH!'
His fingers found her center and he hissed when he found her dripping for him already. "Fuck, so wet." The words he spoke were truthful, but she realized with uncertainty that they were not scripted. Would Sasuke be reprimanded for it later on… after the shoot was over? She didn't know and at this moment, she could care less. Let us be… she willed the director who was unusually quiet. Impromptu moments made the whole thing more believable anyway, right?
He worked the thin, lacy fabric from between her folds and slid one finger inside, (testing her) before swiftly adjusting his hips to align with hers. He didn't hesitate and plunged into her heat, causing her to gasp out in surprise at how tight her walls felt around him. It had been a little over two weeks since they had "been together", but Sakura had just assumed that her body must have been used to his… well size by now. 'I guess not,' she thought as he paused for a moment to give them both a chance to adjust to the feeling of each other again before continuing.
"You okay…," he whispered in her ear and she gave him a short nod. He leaned up then, his lustful gaze meeting her bright green one as he began to move. Sasuke was slow at first, (almost rigid) while his teeth clamped tightly shut. To try and help him feel more at ease she lifted her legs up to rest on his hips… her right arm going up to wrap around his shoulders while her left moved between them to allow her hand to cup his cheek. She pleaded with him with her eyes that she was more than okay… and that seemed to sooth him greatly. 'Maybe he thought he hurt me… but it is the complete opposite.'
"Lift your hips a little higher, Sasuke…," the director called out finally from his position behind them and the young man obliged with his request. "Perfect, bring the second camera around please. Get a good shot of that." A minute blush dusted her cheeks at his words, and the realization that they were trying to get a good view of Sasuke's cock penetrating her, but she quickly forgot all about that as he increased his speed significantly.
"Oh… god." She couldn't pull her gaze away from him if she had wanted to and her lips parted when his cock hit a particularly sensitive spot deep within her core. He moved one large hand down to her thigh and squeezed, while his other came up to rest beside her head, gripping the sheets roughly with seemingly permanent white knuckles.
He hissed out her name in her ear, baring his teeth before nipping at her skin beneath it. She moaned loudly at this… her entire body tingling with the feeling of him as she felt the first waves of euphoria taking hold of her. Stars shone brightly behind her now closed eyelids and she screamed out in pleasure as the first waves of ecstasy crashed over her entire being, quickly pulling Sasuke under its spell just mere seconds later.
—Solo—
The dinner with his family had gone well… as well as she could have hoped for anyway and soon Sakura found that a full week had passed before she was called into work yet again. This time however, Sasuke would not be joining her. He had a family emergency he had to deal with, something about his grandfather's health, and rather than get Sakura a brand-new partner, the director had decided to have her do something that she hadn't done in a long while.
Something that put her on top before her connection with the infamous Uchiha. Something that she was known for… a solo scenario. This time she felt pretty confident in her abilities to succeed. She didn't have to do anything too wild and they told her that it would be a rather simple scene to play out, before she could leave for the day. One take, one scene… So how hard could it be, right?
She sat in her dressing room once again, her paperwork in her lap while her fingers typed away at her phone. Sasuke had been texting her all morning long and she was sure it had something to do with him assuming she was about to go to bed with another. He seemed to be a little more, well possessive lately, and she both enjoyed the extra attention from him, but also found it rather irritating too. Did he trust her or not? Didn't he know that this was just her job? Didn't he know that they hadn't really made anything official yet, so she could be with whoever she wanted… even though she secretly didn't want to be with anyone other than the stubborn Uchiha himself? She shook her head and sighed before continuing to type.
Don't worry, I already told you it's a solo scene today. It's nothing serious, I swear.
He responded quickly.
If you say so, Sakura. Just make sure you are thinking about me when you touch yourself down there and if you need any extra help, you know 'getting ready', you can always think about last night. Like the time that I stuck one of my fingers inside your plump little—
"Miss Haruno," the director's assistant called to her softly from the doorway to her dressing room, startling the poor woman and causing her phone to cladder to the ground in a noisy, uneven and dramatic symphony. After a quick, shy apology, the young woman continued. "I was told to come and get you; we are ready to shoot when you are." Sakura nodded and sent Sasuke a quick, 'I have to go' message before rising to her feet with an elongated, regal stretch.
"I think I'm as ready as I will ever be…," she said to lighten the mood and followed the young lady out the door. A few moments later she was standing next to her marker, which was next to a wooden desk. A large desktop computer sat in the middle of it, with a small keyboard resting next to it. The picture of someone on screen caught her eye and she had to stifle a small, unexpected gasp with her hand and school her expression… for fear of being noticed. 'Is that… Sasuke? Did they really pick his solo video of all things for me to get off too? What the hell?'
The director came up to her just then, a chipper spring to his step while he placed a large hand upon her shoulder. "Hey, Sakura. So, it's the same as usual during your solos. Do you have any questions for me?" She shook her head no and he smiled before giving her a small squeeze. "Just do your best as you always do and we can get this done in less than an hour or so. Do that and we will be finished for the rest of the day and you can do as you please. Okay?"
"You got it."
"Good girl. Okay, sit down and we will begin in five minutes time, alright. GET IN YOUR PLACE'S EVERYONE!"
Sakura took her place in front of the desk and adjusted her skimpy skirt to make it easier to lift up later. The more she focused her attention on the 2D image on screen the more she realized that it was indeed Sasuke's cock. 'This must be from one of his solo scenes…,' thought but then anxiety began to filter and twist around her gut causing it to clench painfully and her heart to ache. 'Maybe it's not. Maybe it is actually a video of him… and some other woman doing… things. Things that he had done with me...' That didn't sit well with Sakura. She tried to think back to a time that she remembered seeing him filmed with someone else… but in the end she simply couldn't. The pinkette couldn't recall or even remember a time that he had ever been with anyone else on screen… anyone apart from herself or himself that is.
Could it really be that Sasuke had in fact turned them all down until she came along and had continued to turn them all down since then? Just as she had done? Yes, Sakura has given up potential paychecks but her conscience (and her heart for that matter) wouldn't have allowed her to be touched or even pleasured by anyone other than Sasuke Uchiha… or herself. She couldn't understand why this was at the present time but she decided to simply ignore it as it didn't seem to be of great importance. Especially not in the middle of a shoot such as this.
The pinkette took several deep breaths to ready herself for the upcoming event and relaxed her posture in the chair a little to get a better angle for the camera to her right. She smiled shyly at the assistant as the woman gave her a big thumbs up and she felt her heart begin to pound as the countdown began. "THREE, TWO, ONE… AND ACTION!"
The video started and she began to remove her clothes as her eyes fixated on the screen; first her shirt and then her bra followed by her lacy thong melted away, leaving her in the skimpy, navy-blue skirt only. She took in a deep breath as she watched the naked torso of the man before her rise and fall with each steady beat of his heart and his hands began to work their way down as he reached to grasp his length in his hands.
She didn't need the visual before her in order to picture his cock. She closed her viridescent eyes briefly, mind zeroing in on one particular sensual memory from the night before. It was just her and Sasuke, the way that she liked it—
"Touch yourself for me baby girl, let me hear you sing my praises before I take you to heaven." He was teasing her, allowing her to watch him stroke his own rock-hard length that was still glistening with her juices and she groaned in protest, but succumbed to his demand and brought a hand to her center. He smirked at her readiness to please him and brought his hand down, continuing to stroke his cock, while he used his free palm to spread her legs wider for him. "That's it," he growled, his finger toying with her ankle while he tilted his head.
She inserted a single digit, then another before tossing her head backwards onto his twisted sheets. "Fuck… I can still feel you inside of me, Sasuke. Inside of my… Ahh!"
"Tell me… what do you want?" He was towering over her and this wasn't for show; wasn't for the cameras or for any amount of cash. This was all for them and she loved every damn minute of it. "Do you want me here…," he whispered while dragging his finger downwards, closer and closer to her aching, clenching core. "Or perhaps, you want to feel me… here."
Her eyes widened and her mouth formed a rounded O.
He didn't ask for permission, he didn't need it. He didn't tell her it would be okay, he just hissed for her to relax for him and she did so without questions or complaint. She trusted him completely… in the short amount of time that they had known each other (of that she was most certain) and she knew that Sasuke would never intentionally harm her. He only wished to give her pleasure beyond any she had ever seen or experienced in her life… and who was she to deny him of that.
After all, she was the one to benefit the most, was she not.
She grunted and whimpered when his finger went knuckle deep inside of her, stretching her walls in all kinds of new and previously unimaginable ways, and he bent to kiss her soundly, easing the tension growing from the unexpected, but not unwelcome intrusion. Her three fingers quickened in her cunt and so did his around his girth as they brought each other to the first climax that evening, the first of many more to come.
When she came to, from memory, she found her skirts already up against her stomach with three of her fingers deep inside of her. She brought her thumb close to her clit and drew a lazy, uneven circle around it before pressing on it gently, causing a warm shiver to run the full length of her spine. Her lidded gaze shifted to the screen, watching with unhindered satisfaction and fascination as her newly acquired lover worked his full length unknowingly in front of her. This was long before she had met him; long before Sakura had tasted or even felt him inside of her before.
Long before she even knew of his existence, but that didn't make it any less enticing to witness… any less pleasurable to come to. It was those thoughts and the thoughts of him fucking her roughly from behind in the end that sent the girl spiraling over the edges of bliss.
"… AND CUT! That's a rap everyone! Absolute perfection, Sakura. That's all I need, so when you are ready you may leave for the day. I will try to have a rough copy of it done at least for you to go over by tonight."
She just nodded at him and reached for the robe that his assistant had graciously brought over for her to wear after as the crew began to pack everything up around her. She was still panting when she walked into her changing room and a small smile tugged at her lips as she thought of how she would tell Sasuke that she just got off to a video of him pleasuring himself on camera.
Maybe she would wait and just show him the video instead once she had received the link to it that is. With that one thought in the back of her mind, she reached for her phone to tell him that her shoot was officially over and asked how his grandfather was doing. Within the span of about twenty seconds, he had responded to her inquiry and she looked down to see what he had to say.
He's fine, mostly just complaining about how much his family doesn't care about him and how we don't really love him anymore. The usual. How did the shoot go today? Did you have fun?
I'm glad to hear that he's feeling fine. It was good. Went by quicker than I thought. You could say it was pretty fun. But not as fun as it is when I'm with you.
Must have been something good then…
Yeah, it was. My fingers. Lol
Really cute, Sakura. Be really careful though with the teasing or I might just have to punish you for it.
Is that a threat, Sasuke?
No. That's a promise. I will punish you and you will love every fucking second of it.
Catch me if you can then, Romeo and we will see about that.
I want to see you tonight. Can I come and pick you up now?
I thought that you were staying late at your family's house though and I know for a fact your mother won't appreciate nor approve of me staying the night with her baby boy at her own house. We barely even know each other, me and her I mean. She already gave me a strange look when I tried to explain my job to her before. You also said that your grandfather wanted to spend some quality time with you.
Not tonight. My older brother offered to take my place instead. Grandfather is being a little… pushy. So, what do you say? Will you come home with me tonight for an evening of pleasure at my place, Sakura?
… hmm. That's a hard offer to decline. I guess it sounds like it could be a good time. I'm in.
I'll have to make sure it's definitely a good time so that I can guarantee a yes right off the bat for next time. I'll pick you up in… oh, twenty minutes or so?
Sure, I'm still at the studio though. About to shower and then change. I should be done quickly and if not, you can just wait in my dressing room for me.
We can grab some lunch as well while we are out. I will see you soon.
See you soon, Sasuke!
Sakura smiled to herself before placing her phone neatly in the front pocket of her purse. She then skipped her way over to the attached bathroom, whilst a soft hum filled the empty room with a sense of calm and happiness that she had been feeling a lot more lately. She would later attribute this warm and fuzzy feeling to Sasuke. She quickly tossed her dirty clothes on the floor, before turning the shower on full blast. When she stepped into the heat of the spray, she let it settle upon her skin for all of two minutes before she began to scrub her scorching flesh vigorously with a floral scented shampoo to her right on a small ledge just outside of the warm water's spray… eagerly anticipating Sasuke's upcoming and impending arrival.
'Tonight will be fun,' she told herself as she hopped out of the shower and began to dry off. Right after the pinkette was fully dressed she heard a soft knock at her door and a small smile twisted her lips upward as she opened it to see the young man in question standing on the other side. She tucked a wet strand of hair behind her ears and stepped to the side to allow him to enter her room. "Sasuke…," she whispered and blushed when he pulled her in for a gentle (and unexpected) kiss.
"Sakura. Are you ready to go?"
"Absolutely…," she said in a sing-song voice as her smile grew tenfold. "Let me just get my things and then we can be on our way."
Later that night…
Sakura was laying in his bed, watching as he brushed his teeth and dried his damp locks (from a quick shower after his intense workout) and she bit her lip in contemplation before clearing her throat to gather his attention. When he turned to look at her in the mirror with a half-raised brow… she gave him a shy smile. "So… the director sent me an early access link to my solo from today. I was wondering if you wanted to watch it with me?" She watched him place his tooth brush next to the sink and his towel on the rack before he took long strides in her direction with a wicked grin on his lips.
"Absolutely. Let's see what you did while I was away." Let's just say, they didn't get that much sleep that night and the next morning she had a really hard time leaving his bed.
—Doggie—
Sasuke had made it official; he had finally asked her to be his girlfriend and she couldn't be happier really. They have now been "officially" a couple for all of three weeks and each day seemed to bring something new to the table.
Something new and exciting and romantic.
However, this didn't deter either of them from performing their duties for the porn community. Sasuke had done a few solos since their arrangement and Sakura had done one as well, but today they would be performing a shoot together and it was one that had Sakura's knees trembling already with anticipation. 'Doggie style, rough and raw,' the top of the script reads and a delighted quiver passes over her as she waits eagerly in her changing room. She was just about to do a few finishing touches before making her way to the stage when her phone began to ring. Assuming that it was her boyfriend, she didn't even think to read the caller ID before answering it.
"Hey sexy, are you ready for me?"
"Well, I enjoy your enthusiasm, Sakura. But I don't think you can handle what I have to offer." Sakura's eyes bulge and she practically drops her phone while a deep shade of burgundy makes its way to her cheekbones, staining the delicate skin.
"T-Tsunade!"
"Of course it's me!" Sakura began to stutter out a sincere apology, but the older female wasn't having it. "Don't worry about it. It's not like this is the first time something like this has happened, and I'm sure it won't be the last. Anyway, I think I already know the answer to this question, but I'll ask it regardless. I just received an interesting call from a guy who is offering a large sum of money to film with you. He has apparently seen your work, solo and with Sasuke, and is very interested in starring with you. He's even going so far as to be willing to pay in the six digits!"
She couldn't hold back a gasp. "SIX!?"
"Yup… six. I had to confirm a few times to be sure I wasn't high or drunk or something like that. So, what should I tell him then? Granted, I really don't need an answer from you right now. He is giving you a full week from now to decide."
"Who is it?" A long pause follows before she responds.
"… he said that he wishes to remain anonymous until or if you say yes." Sakura bit her bottom lip in thought. She did not want to compromise what she had with Sasuke by any means, but six digits was a hard thing to pass up when in this industry, you were lucky to get three. Who in their right mind would pay that much money just to have a "one night stand" with her of all people? The guy can't be in his right mind, she finally concluded, that has to be the answer. The man has to be completely crazy, right? Even still though… six digits—
"I'll get back with you."
"Wow. I'm shocked you aren't turning it down right away."
"Don't get me wrong, I probably will. But… I want to talk to Sasuke first. Six digits is a hard thing to pass up…." There was the slight, muffled sound of shuffling on the other end of the line, as if Tsunade was going through some papers or maybe shifting her phone from one ear and to the other, before she responded.
"I agree, Sakura… especially in this industry. Well, you just think about it then and get back with me before the end of the week is out, alright?"
"Yeah, okay. We will talk later then. Thank you for getting in touch with me on this. I really do appreciate it." Tsunade was more than just a manager to her, she was also a very close friend of Sakura's, and so she knew that the woman just had her best interest at heart. Tsunade wouldn't have called Sakura if it wasn't a serious inquiry… nor would she willingly allow her to be paired with an actual crazy person. This guy must be decent… and loaded from the sounds of it. She just needed to talk to Sasuke and hear his thoughts though she already knew how he would more than likely react. He was still extremely possessive of her after all and what would drive a man like him crazy… more than seeing his woman perform for another man?
Not that Sakura was upset with his possessive side, it only pertained to their sex life and if she was being honest, she was the exact same way. Who wouldn't be though really if they were in a budding relationship or any type of one for that matter. Sasuke was hers and she was his and that's all there was to it. Neither one of them liked to share… and that suited them both just fine. Still—
"Absolutely, have fun today and be careful. Take care."
"You too. Goodbye!"
Sakura hung up her phone then and sighed before running a hand through her petal-pink hair. Did she have any time at all to talk to Sasuke before the shoot even started? She glanced at the clock that was hanging on the wall just next to the door and determined that she probably did not have more than five minutes left before they would be calling for her. She felt for sure that this would start an argument with him, so Sakura decided to hold off until the shoot was long over before she brought it up with him. It was for the best, they both needed to focus because today's shoot would be taking up a lot of energy to perform and Sakura was very much looking forward to it.
Ten minutes later, and she was lying on her back beneath her boyfriend, lips locked together as if this would be the last time they would ever do so. The fevered way in which he attacked her mouth was heady, giving her brain fog and causing her poor muscle to palpitate at a dangerously high rhythm behind her ribcage. 'Damn it, he is really putting his all into this performance… I need to step up my game.'
Without much thought, Sakura forced her lover to his back with her hands on his chest, surprising him with her action and the amount of strength she possessed in that moment but a wicked grin settled upon her ruby-red stained lips as she attacked him roughly; first his mouth, followed by his jawline before finally settling upon the thick, distended vein protruding from his jugular.
The director seems perplexed, stunned even at first before finding his voice and hollering out new commands. Sakura knew that she had gone away from the script at this point, but she simply couldn't help herself sometimes when it came to Sasuke. She just hoped that she wouldn't regret it later on when this was all over. "Way to go, Sakura, for the impromptu acting. It's sexy, it's spicy, and I fucking love it. Fight back though, Sasuke. Really give it to her! That's it! GIVE ME MORE OF THAT! YEESSS!"
The pair wrestled on the bed for over a minute, with both of them trying to dominate the other one; hands flew and legs tangled, until Sakura's strength left her with a simple brush of his experienced fingers along her delicate folds. Now, he had the advantage and was shoving her into the mattress as his lips attacked her throat. 'Damn it. Fuck! He knows my weaknesses so, so well. But… I really do like it when he's rough.' Her nails bit into the soft fabric beneath her when he moved down her body; licking, nibbling, and just about tasting every square inch of her that he possibly could. She whispered his name, unaware of the camera crew, the lights, the other people watching them, it was simply the two of them now, the way that she liked it best.
"Oh god!"
Sakura jerked at the touch of his tongue against her cunt. 'This is definitely not scripted!' In the back of her mind, she could hear the mumbling of the director calling to them, but wasn't sure what exactly he was saying because she was too focused on her own pleasure to really give two shits at the moment.
Sure, they were both probably going to get fired after this little stunt, but at least she could say they went out with a fucking bang, or two. He lapped at her like a starved man, his dark, heated gaze zeroing in on her lidded one and her hands reached down to tangle in his spiky locks. She used them to caress him at first, but then grew impatient with his 'laziness' and tugged rough at them to get him to continue at a more vigorous pace. His lips twisted… but silently he obliged her request.
Her eyes rolled when the first wave struck her and she felt him lifting away from her body for a brief moment while her limbs turned into jelly. The pinkette, with her emerald eyes still firmly closed, felt his large palms gliding slowly up her thighs before settling on her hips. His mouth followed the trails, ending next to her navel as he played with it with the tip of his tongue. Sakura gasped at how sensitive the flesh there was and whimpered when he pulled away again.
It was within the span of about three seconds, before she found herself lying on her stomach. Her eyes blinked in a rapid succession briefly, unsure as to how she had gotten into this position so quickly before Sasuke was settling his entire weight upon her backside, while his hands held firm next to her hips on the sheets, grinding his hard, thick cock against her plump, rounded posterior. Her eyes widened at the feelings it provoked within her body and she tightened her firm grip on the sheets while her swollen lips parted on a soft breath.
He bent his head down and lapped at her shoulder blades before nuzzling his forehead against her left shoulder. She could feel his hot breath fanning across her already heated skin and sighed as he used an arm to lift her hips, keeping their bodies connected at the base, all the while continuing to grind sensual circles along her plush ass. "You want this huge cock, baby," he growled while she planted her knees on either side of his body, bowing her back in the center to keep her front connected with the soft sheets. 'Ah, back to the script I see…'
She bent as far as she could without straining her back too much, accentuating the soft flare of her feminine hips and whispered back, "Give it to me, big boy."
Sasuke moved the hand that wasn't still holding her up by the waist to her core and circled it once with his fingertips, making sure she was prepared for him before he slammed his hips forward, forcing her to take all of him at once. For Sakura, it was a tight fit from this angle, but she absolutely loved the feeling of being fully stuffed with his cock.
He used his hand to hold onto her shoulder, keeping her in place, while she attempted to meet his shallow thrusts, but with the way they were currently, all Sakura could really do was hang onto the wrinkled sheets. "Get ready," he hissed behind her as he nipped at the nap of her neck, before his speed increased. The sounds of her moans mixed with the soft sound of his grunting and the loud squelching of damp skin slapping against each other. It was lewd, but she liked it. The pinkette closed her eyes, lips parting as he took her to heaven… not once, but twice. After he was satisfied, he slipped from her core and allowed their juices to flow freely from her slightly sore cunt… and they formed a wet puddle on the navy-blue sheets between her still parted legs.
He gave her a gentle slap for good measure on one of her cheeks and she yelped at the sudden contact. She turned her head slightly to look at him as she tried to catch her breath and didn't miss the sly smirk nor the wink of his left eye as he gazed at her with a playful expression.
'Bastard. I will deal with him later. Right now, we need to deal with the consequences from earlier…'
The shocked look on the director's face when she finally plucked up the courage (and strength) to look at him, she was sure that it meant they would be fired at any moment. But when he opened his mouth to speak—
"I don't know how to say this, but… THAT WAS AMAZING! Wow! You two have the hottest chemistry that I have ever fucking seen! Same time next week? I have some scenes that I think will be perfect for you two! Oh, the possibilities, I can't wait!"
'So much for being fired,' she thought while Sasuke helped her to her feet, before wrapping a flowery-pink robe tightly around her still trembling frame before doing the same thing to himself. He didn't say a word and just ushered her from the room while the director continued to babble away.
Half an hour later…
She sat in her dressing room across from Sasuke after her shower and her hands were twisting in her lap as she tried to gauge his reaction to the news she had received earlier. Sakura had finally plucked up the courage to tell him and it seemed as if that was the wrong thing to do. The pinkette knew this was the most likely outcome, but she had to at least press him, she had to know. "So, what do you think?"
His expression finally changed, but not for the better. "Why are you asking me, Sakura? It's your life, correct? Do what you want with it." The woman felt her heart sink further into her chest at the anger behind his words, though she knew they were warranted in this case. Sakura should have just said no to Tsunade to begin with, she knew that now. Why did she not though? Because of the money? Either way it didn't matter… Sasuke was the only thing that mattered right now and he was downright pissed at her… she could feel it, taste it even. "I don't fucking care."
When he stood up, Sakura grabbed his wrist, fearing that he was about to walk out of those doors for good. "It's not like that, Sasuke. Please. I just, well I just thought that the money would be good… for us."
"Well then," he said with a bit of bite behind his words. "If it's all about the money, go ahead. Be my fucking guest."
"No, no it's not!" Sakura moved behind him as he stepped towards the door and wrapped her arms around his waist. He halted, but his body remained tense. "I've turned down all other jobs really quickly, but I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry. I swear I don't want to do it. It's not all about the money for me," she whispered, tears now forming in the corner of her eyes. Sasuke turned in her embrace when he heard her soft sniffling, his expression hard but he wrapped his arms around her nonetheless and squeezed before running his hands up and down her back. She should be the one who was comforting him, and yet… here he was.
"Do you know I have turned down jobs similar to this one, Sakura," he started, anger still evident in his tone, but she could also hear the intent behind them. "Because of you? I get them often you know, hell… sometimes three or four in a day, but I ALWAYS, always say no. Because I only ever want to do this with you. If it was anyone else… I couldn't even—"
"Shh… you don't have to explain it to me," she soothed as she tightened her hold on him. "I'm sorry, Sasuke. I will call Tsunade later and tell her no." He nodded but she saw him and even felt his muscles relax in her embrace. He leaned down and pressed his forehead against hers with a heavy and tired sigh.
"If you really want to… I'm… okay with it. I won't be happy, but I'll be okay, Sakura. I get it. Money is hard to pass up." Sakura placed a finger against his lips to silence him and looked up to give him a watery but sincere smile.
"No… no, you're right, Sasuke. It's not about the money. I honestly don't know what I was thinking. Are we okay," she asked hesitantly and the young man rolled his eyes before bending down to kiss her lips soundly.
When he finally pulled away— "Yeah, we are okay."
—Spread Wide Open—
They didn't have to wait long for their next gig after leaving the set that day, in fact her manager was calling her within the hour to offer them both another one… and Sakura and Sasuke readily agreed. With the date set for two days from now, all they could do was wait. But that was just fine with Sakura, for she was enjoying spending some quality time with her new lover and his extended family. His Mom had grown out of her initial wariness and was insisting that she come along on her shopping excursions in the upcoming months… as well as his grandfather seemed to absolutely adore her; even going so far as to invite them both to stay at his château for the entire first week of August for some "quality-bonding-time".
They were beginning to also settle into a routine… with her going over to his house on Thursdays thru Sundays and him staying with her from Mondays thru Wednesdays. Yes, things were looking up for both of them and they couldn't be happier. Sakura had even declined the offer from Mr. Anonymous, whom she still had absolutely no idea who he was, and she felt all the better for it. Who needs those six digits anyway, right?
Currently, she was laying on his bed, sprawled out across the sheets as she listened to the sounds of pots and pans clanging downstairs. She smiled to herself and stretched before rising to her feet, her naked skin feeling chilled from the morning air. Sakura searched his dresser for one of his large, button-down shirts and then slipped it over her head before making her way to the kitchen and that's where she found him… facing the stove as he cooked their breakfast, the muscles on his bare back rippling as he flipped a piece of bacon with the tongs in his left hand. She took a seat at his countertop and sighed contentedly. "It smells delicious, Sasuke…," she spoke softly, hoping that she didn't startle him too much.
He grunted and flipped another piece before responding. "I have some coffee already fixed in the coffee pot, so help yourself. Breakfast should be ready in about five minutes."
"Okay, do you want me to get you some too?"
"Yes, please."
Sakura slipped easily from her bar stool and walked to the cabinet with the cups before taking them over to pour their drinks. It was funny to her how domestic they had become in such a short amount of time of being together… but she really wasn't one to complain. It fascinated her and excited her all at the same time. It was a strange and unexpected feeling, but a welcome one nonetheless. Afterwards, she set their plates and forks on the table (next to their drinks) and moved to stand behind him by the stove as he placed the last pieces of bacon in the pan. The scent of the bacon combined with the other foods that he had made, causing her stomach to grumble noisily. When Sasuke laughed at her, she retaliated by smacking him on the back playfully with her open palm before wrapping her arms around his waist tightly. She rested her head on his back after. "It is all your fault, Sasuke. I blame you! You didn't let me finish our dinner last night because you wanted to get straight to the dessert portion. Oh, and good morning by the way. I just realized that I haven't said that yet."
She couldn't see it, but she suspected that he was smiling at her comment. "Good morning, Sakura." They were both almost halfway through their breakfast when Sakura's cell phone began to ring incessantly from inside of her purse where she left it half hazardously on her lover's living room couch last night. The pinkette rolled her eyes and stood to make her way over to it. She answered it on the fifth ring.
"Hello?"
"Sakura, I'm glad you answered. Is there any way that you and Sasuke can make it today instead of tomorrow for the shoot? The director guy had some major emergency come up and he will be gone for the next few weeks. He actually has to leave tonight to the airport for a six-hour plane ride." Sakura bit her bottom lip in contemplation before turning to Sasuke who had his fork midway to his mouth, his eyes on her backside, until he realized that she was looking at him. He raised a single black brow at her in unspoken curiosity. They were supposed to spend the day out together and maybe go to the park or something, just relax. But Sakura supposed they could do this instead and with their director being gone for a few weeks… they wouldn't have much to do and could spend that time together instead.
"Hold on just a second Tsunade." She placed her hand over the speaker and brought it away from her mouth. "Uh, do we have any real plans for today?" She watched as his Adam's Apple bobbed when he swallowed.
"Why?"
"The director… he needs us to come in today… instead of tomorrow. Something about an emergency. He will be out of town for a few weeks and has to leave tonight, so while he is gone, we can do our stuff then, if that's okay with you that is." Sasuke seemed to be deep in thought while he took a drink of his coffee. Then—
"Sure, let's do it."
Sakura gave him a bright smile and then brought her cell phone back to her ear. "We will be there! Just tell us what time!"
"Excellent! I knew I could count on you, Sakura."
A couple of hours later…
"Are we ready yet people," the director called out through his megaphone as a gentle chatter surrounded the room. It grew silent and most of the occupants shook their heads in the affirmative. "Good. Okay, so to recap, the scenario this time is a college professor… that's you Sakura… and one of her eager pupils… that's you Sasuke. The pupil will be earning some "extra credit". Understand? Good. Everyone to your marks! I will start the countdown in a minute."
Everyone scrambled to their places and Sakura adjusted the fake glasses up the bridge of her nose. She glanced at Sasuke who sat in a makeshift school desk, his right hand holding a pen firmly between his dexterous fingertips while the other was placed underneath of his chin… as if he was deep in thought. His onyx eyes may not have been on her, but she just knew that he was aware of her looking at him and focused on her. When his lips twitched at the corners, she couldn't hold back a sly smile herself. She pretended to work on the "paperwork" in front of her until the director called out, "ACTION!"
She sat for five seconds before lifting her gaze as directed, her bright-green orbs reflecting the soft glow from the light that was directed towards her and she focused on Sasuke who sat just a few feet away. She slowly stood and made her way around her wooden desk, allowing for her hips to sway a little more exaggeratedly than what was actually necessary before she stopped next to him and his desk.
Her hand shot out slowly and she brushed her nails along the back of his neck before placing her hands on his desk, pushing her breasts together as to show off a little more of her cleavage. When he lifted his head up to meet her gaze she smirked. "Now, Mr. Uchiha. If you continue to flunk my class, I will be forced to fail you for the entire semester. I don't think that you want that, do you?"
Sasuke's eyes met here, somehow darkening in color and intensity, and his tongue darted out to taste his own lips. "I guess I could always take your class next year… or…"
"Or?" Sakura lifted a brow, faking confusion, but her heart accelerated quickly as she anticipated his next works. She was fully ready to get to the main event, she could feel her core tightening… the liquid within dripping… and it was an agonizing wait for her indeed. She took one whole second to glance down at his crotch (taking in the rounded bulge in his pants) and knew that he was feeling the same way.
But they had an act to perform, and perform it they shall.
He lifted himself up a little, just an inch away from touching her lips with his butt hovering just above his chair, and she felt her eyelids drooping significantly. "You could give me a little bit of… extra credit, Miss Haruno."
Sakura reached out with her right hand and grasped his tie before pulling him all the way to her, allowing her tongue to dart out to task his plump lips before pulling him to his feet. "Right this way for your extra credit… Mr. Uchiha." She let his name roll off of her tongue slowly and sensually, before sauntering her way to her desk; dragging him along behind her the entire way. "Have a seat right here," Sakura hissed before shoving him down and into her own chair. He let out a low grunt, but relaxed his posture with his elbows resting on the arms of the chair. His gaze followed her every move as she carefully unbuttoned her top before tossing it away, followed by her long, pencil skirt… leaving her in nothing but a black, lacy pair of skimpy panties and brassiere.
Her knees buckled slightly and she sank before him, her lips parting on a gentle breath as she reached for the front of his pants. He helped her shimmy them down his thighs and past his ankles before he kicked them to the side. The couple did the same with his checkered boxers and soon, he was seated before her in the nude… his cock bouncing in front of her eyes enticingly.
She licked her lips in anticipation and Sasuke didn't miss the movement. Sakura reached up after and grasped him at the base before leaning forward for an experimental lick to his tip. His cock twitched in her grasp and his hand shot out to grasp onto the back of her head more firmly, holding her in place. "Looks like someone's a little… excited," she teased him and he smirked.
"Only for you, Miss Haruno. I've been a really bad boy. You should punish me for failing my test today." Sakura smiled with his cock already halfway in her mouth and down her throat, before she wrapped her lips around his girth fully. She then sucked him like she would a lollipop, allowing her tongue to task every square inch of him… before hollowing out her cheeks and sucking him down her throat, and right when she felt it throb, she would pull back before releasing him with a loud pop. It was infuriating him, she could tell by the way that his fingers flexed on the arms of the chair he sat in and she couldn't help but chuckle, though the sound of it was much too low for even the cameras to hear.
After the fourth time of her doing this, Sasuke had enough. With a deep, menacing growl he used his strength to pull her upwards, before yanking her panties down her thighs. The Uchiha twisted her and pulled her down onto his lap, before nipping at her throat. She gasped and moaned and her eyes rolled backwards as he rubbed his length against her bare thigh. "Please… don't be such a tease. I think I've earned that 'extra credit' by now; don't you think so… Miss Haruno."She could only nod as he shifted her on his lap.
Sasuke lifted her up with one hand before using his other to situate his cock at her entrance. He slowly lowered her and once the tip was trapped between her folds, he used that hand to also aid in bringing her down and onto his lap. With a slightly rough grunt he shifted once more, leaning them both back in the seat so that her legs could drape on either side of him, held apart where they resided on the chair's arms.
His thrusts were shallow from this angle, but even still they hit their mark precisely… deep within her cunt and Sakura let out an elongated, throaty moan each and every time his tip brushed her most sensitive place. At first, she eyed the cameras seductively as she was told to do, using her thin fingers to spread her lower lips a little wider so that the two cameras recording them could easily capture and focus on their joined bodies, but after a while the pleasure became to great and she lifted a digit to her awaiting clit, letting her head fall to the side before resting on his left shoulder. He licked and sucked her skin there with zealousness and his hands came up to pull her bra down, exposing her meaty mounds to his eagerly wandering hands and the cameras.
"Miss Haruno… who knew you had this underneath those clothes of yours." Sasuke was still following the script and she knew that she was supposed to say something after this line, but Sakura's brain was too foggy, too focused on the pleasure itself, so she let out a low whimper instead.
She wouldn't last much longer at this rate.
As if sensing this, he picked up his pace, pounding into her cunt and the sound of skin slapping skin quickly ensued. It was as if a live wire was inside of her and Sakura cried out as her climax hit, full fucking force. Her cum shot outwards around his cock, the squelching sounds skyrocketing until he came as well. He lifted her slightly and his cock slipped out, their cum dripping from her as she panted for breath.
A minute later—
"That was amazing you guys, as usual…," the director said as he came to stand next to them on the stage. The young man gave him a nod of thanks before adjusting Sakura's bra and helped her stand on shaky legs, before he did the same. "Look I have to get going in about thirty minutes, but before that I wanted to run a question by you both. I have a business proposal." Sasuke and Sakura glanced at one another briefly before nodding for him to continue. "I want to be your exclusive director."
'Exclusive director? Holy shit!'
That night…
"So," Sakura said as she lay next to Sasuke on their bed. "Do you think we should do it then?" The Uchiha shrugged and placed a hand on her cheek to play with the still damp from her shower hair. He looked deeply into her eyes as if he was searching for something before he spoke.
"I don't see why not. He hasn't steered us wrong so far. It could be nice. I mean at least we know that he won't be a jerk when we mess up the script." Sakura laughed at this. It had been their spontaneity that attracted the guy to them both in the first place along with their ability to work under pressure and with a tight deadline. She had to admit that their chemistry was sublime as well, which Sakura is sure factored into the decision. Though their contract may still be uncertain, no matter what they did or where they went, Sakura was content in the fact that they would be doing it together…
… and that was just fine with her.
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. Not sure if I should continue, turn into a story, or leave it as is. Healthy, helpful comments (or suggestions) are always welcome!