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Warning: Explicit sexual content
OK..this is a long one...still on the happy side...but a bit more serious..well cuz there's lemon in it.
This is the version with the lemon..read at your own risk!...please don't report me because i have gone through great lengths to make sure you don't read anything you don't want to.
Anyways..enjoy!
Chapter 9: Birthday
Days. It's been days and days since I've stood, sat, and then stood up again, waiting for her. She's not a late person, she was always very on time (which used to annoy me) but she loved to be late on purpose just to see how mad she could make me. She wouldn't show up for 5 minutes then 10 minutes and then 15, just to see how worried I would get before appearing, giggling and then kissing me to make sure I wouldn't stay angry at her. It was a wonder that I didn't just get fed up and leave, but I knew that she would always show up and kiss me, and deep inside of me, I knew that that was what I was waiting for.
FlashbackWhy does she always insist on doing this to me? Late, again she's late! Was it just me or did she just conveniently become a late person after we started dating? Even after 10 months of dating her, she was still able to find new ways of frustrating me.
Us meeting today is her idea and hers alone because I definitely did not want to be here on today of all days. It's July 23rd, and I could safely say that I thoroughly hated this date. It was my 19th birthday. Ever since the massacre of my family, I've never allowed anyone to celebrate my birthday. What the hell's the point anyway? So, some people give you a few cheap gifts and sing you a damned lame song, it was so pointless and I didn't need that… and I had no one to give me that even if I did need it. My past few birthdays have been the best in my entire life…non-existent. No one at Sound even acknowledged that July 23rd was different from any other day, which suited me just fine.
But I wasn't lucky enough this year. Sakura said that she would give me "the best birthday that I've ever had." Her eyes shined with so much happiness and excitement that it was impossible for me to say no but I made her promise not to sing any cheesy songs or buy me any presents.
So that is why I'm waiting here today, waiting for her to show up. She was officially VERY late. Later than she usually was when she was trying to annoy me and despite me trying to stay calm, I started to panic. What if something happened to her? Or worse, what if she finally realized that I didn't deserve her? An hour passed by and for as long as I've known her, she has never been this late. Shit, I should have went to go look for her a long –
"Sasuke! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"
I turned around, relieved to hear her voice and then a little annoyed. If this was one of her tactics to annoy me again, it definitely was NOT funny. But when I saw her face I knew that it wasn't a prank.
"Sasuke, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be late but at the last minute there was an injured boy who was brought in, and I couldn't leave him there. I'm sorry."
"It's fine, you don't have to apologize." I felt a little sheepish for having been annoyed at her and thinking that she was joking again.
"No, It's your birthday and I'll make it up to you. I promise!" She said in her determined voice.
"Hn, remember your promise."
"Yeah yeah, you should lighten up." She said with a smile and pulled my hand in a direction that led to wherever she was planning to go.
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see." She had an excited and partially nervous look on her face and I knew her enough to be a little scared…in a good way.
We walked for a few more minutes until we stopped right at my front door. She turned her head to look at me and I raised my eyebrow, questioning her.
I had given her the key a while ago and she now used it to unlock my door and pull me in.
I was in complete shock. She had lit the room with some candles and there was a dinner setting for two in my dining room. I never knew my house had the potential to look like that but somehow, it looked warm and inviting.
She turned to face me. "Do you like it?" She asked nervously.
I was still trying to figure out how she managed to pull this off in my house and when I didn't answer, she kept talking out of nervousness.
"I mean, I know you didn't want a party and you usually don't like going to fancy restaurants and we always go to that old tree and I wanted to do something different. I know the candles are a bit much but I –"
I kissed her to make her shut up and because I was grateful. I knew she had put a lot of thought in it. In my entire life, I don't remember anyone putting that much time and effort in celebrating my birthday.
When I pulled away from her, I looked straight into her eyes, " I love it."
She looked at me and blushed before giggling and saying that I didn't have to take things so seriously. But I could tell she was relieved.
She pulled me over to the table where she had set up the food and a single rose. The setting was what any woman would describe as romantic and I smacked myself for not thinking of doing this for her.
When she unveiled the meals I was once again surprised. They were the most elaborate and delicious looking meals I had ever seen. "Did you make this?"
She blushed again, "Yeah"
"It looks really good." I said smiling at her.
We were both pretty hungry and we started to eat the food in front of us, making small talk here and there. When we got down to dessert, we slowed down our eating and started to talk more. I took the time to notice her fully and realized that she looked incredible. I didn't even think about it before since I was so caught up in wondering where she was and then the shock of her surprise.
But something seemed off, "Did you lie to me then?" I asked abruptly.
"What?"
"You weren't at the hospital?"
"What makes you say that?"
"Well you look so damned good, you couldn't possibly have dealt with an injured child looking like that."
She laughed and blushed for the third time that day. I was on a roll.
"Not really, I was here, but I did get held up at the hospital with the boy. It was before I came here so that's why I was late."
With that we settled back to our quiet conversation. Again, I took the time to admire her in her beautiful black dress. I felt a strange pride to see her here in my dining room. I looked at the meal we were finishing up and again, the pride struck me. I realized that I loved seeing her looking beautiful in my house and I was strangely proud of the fact that she was such an amazing cook and proud that she helped the boy at the hospital. And it was pride, not a sense of achievement that I got a girl who could cook my meals. It wasn't like that at all. It was strange to me because I always labelled her as weak and here she was apparently able to conquer anything she wanted to.
The next thing I noticed was that she was standing up in front of me. "Come on" She said.
I got up and followed her into my room where she reached into the drawer of my nightstand. She turned around and handed me a simply wrapped package. I looked at it and then her.
"You promised!" I accused.
"I know but you can't have a birthday without any presents!" She looked at me pleadingly and after 10 months, there's no way that I could ever say no to her. It was my biggest fear but in the end I didn't even care that she had so much power over me.
I took the gift and sat down before I started to pull the ribbon apart. I lifted the lid off the box and inside lay a shiny silver plate resting on top of a dark blue band.
When I had left Konoha, I left behind the only thing that I had that reminded me that I was a shinobi of the Hidden Leaf village. When I can back and when the village finally decided to re-instate my status as a shinobi, they gave me a new headband and I never saw my old one again.
Until now. When I looked at it, I could see all the small and large gashes that marred its surface. It reminded me of each and every battle that I had taken part in along side Kakashi, Naruto, and Sakura. I was speechless because I never expected to see this again and because Sakura had done so much for me. She could have just as easily bought something that meant nothing to either of us but she didn't. And I guess you could say that was the kind of person she was. She took the time to do things that expressed what she felt in every aspect of life. I admired her for it.
I looked up at her, "Where'd you get this?"
"I asked Kakashi-sensei and he had it."
I ran my fingers over it reminiscently.
"Sasuke?" She asked unsurely.
"Thank you." I said looking at her.
She smiled at me and blushed again. "Do you really like it?" She asked nervously.
She was acting really weird all day. She kept blushing and although I loved it, it was weird since she usually didn't do it this often. She kept fidgeting with her hair and her dress and acting nervous which usually wasn't a trait of Sakura. I hadn't noticed all day but now that it was just us alone in a room, it became very apparent.
But I chose to ignore it. I opted to kiss her instead, to show my gratitude… of course. I kissed her with all the appreciation and pride I felt that day. She didn't disappoint when she said she would give me the best birthday, and I wanted to thank her in my own way. I deepened the kiss and pushed my hand into her hair, which I loved so much, and my other hand went to her waist, leaving the gift forgotten in my lap. She pulled away and I was dumbstruck until I realized that she was just putting the gift onto the nightstand.
She turned back to me and smiled and kissed me. She rested her hands on my shoulders for a while but then they moved up to my neck when she pulled me in closer to once again, deepen the kiss. I slid my tongue lightly across her bottom lip. My head was experiencing the familiar heady feeling and I needed to taste her. But she surprised me by pushing her tongue into my mouth greedily. We took turns exploring each other's mouths and then she pulled away slightly only to start sucking seductively on my bottom lip. I couldn't help but groan into her lips.
Oh god! She was killing me. I knew that she was trying to allude to other things when she did that and she knew that it always got to me.
Even after all these months, we still hadn't gone all the way with each other. She's told me before that she wanted it but I was still reluctant. She wasn't like any other woman and I couldn't treat her like any other woman. I wanted and needed her to know that she was more than any woman that I've ever been with. And it has taken so much self control to prove that to her that at times, I'd go home with the urge to 'finish things off' by myself. But I always managed to fix things with a nice cold shower. I didn't think I was going to be that lucky now but I could at least try.
Reluctantly, VERY reluctantly, I pulled away. "Sakura" I rasped out.
She tried to continue kissing me but I held her face, "Sakura" I repeated.
"I want this." She said seriously, and seductively. She was definitely going to be the death of me.
"Sakura, we –"
"Sasuke, I trust you. Completely and forever, I trust you." She was breaking my resolve and I couldn't help it, she looked and felt so damned good and I knew that the one thing I was trying to protect would be my downfall.
I groaned again. (some how I felt like I would be doing that a lot tonight)"Sakura, are you sure?"
She leaned in and kissed me again. "Sasuke, please." She whispered seductively against my lips.
There, I was done for.
I pulled her closer with a new sense of fervour and relief at the fact that I no longer had to practice self-restraint. I kissed her with as much passion and hunger as was burning in me and pooling in a particular area below the belt. God, she tasted better than ever and again, I was addicted. Somewhere along the way, she had straddled me and I was now sitting on the edge of my bed with a very sexy Sakura on me. One of my hands remained fisted in her soft hair and the other traveled down her back, caressing her side and continued down her exposed thigh where her dress had ridden up.
She felt so warm and so soft and so good it was impossible for me to think. I moved based on what my body most wanted to do and it was more amazing than I could of imagined.
Throughout this entire time, I continued to kiss her sometimes hard and sometimes softly. But every time I tried to slow things down, she would pull me back in and take over. Even though it was Sakura, I was still a man and I hated being dominated. I always kissed her harder and with more need and urgency until she was moaning and we were both breathing hard.
I let my hand slide back up her body slowly, feeling every curve of her hips to her waist and I felt her shudder against me. I continued to drag my hand up her body until it rested against her breast and I kneaded it gently with my palm. She pulled away from the kiss and gasped at the new feeling before moaning softly and letting her eyes close and her head fall back. I smirked and took this opportunity to press my lips greedily at her collarbone placing small kisses up until I reached her pulse.
Sakura was mine and I wanted every man to know that. I sucked and nipped at her pulse until I was satisfied with the mark I had left behind.
She gasped out my name and pulled my hand that was at her neck to her back where the zipper of her dress was.
"Sasuke" She whispered and she kissed me again but this time it was a hot and wet kiss, slow and incredibly sexy. She was making it extremely hard for me to take it slow.
My hands moved of their own will, one still focusing on her breast and the other one slowly sliding the zipper down. The straps of her dress started to slide off her pale, smooth shoulders and exposed the top half of her body, which to my half delight and half annoyance was covered in black lace.
She tried to kiss me again but this time I pulled away. I stared at her and it was like there was an invisible force that forced my eyes to be glued to her. She was stunning with her dress down to her waist and her hair a sexy mess and I was suddenly aware of my pants feeling ten sizes too small. I wanted to make her say my name and scream out in pleasure. I wanted to let her physically feel love.
I looked up at her and she was blushing hard and I could tell that her eyes were avoiding mine.
I held her face close to mine and I whispered, "You're incredible," before leaning in pushing my lips hard against hers. I slid my tongue into her mouth again and got lost in her heat. A moment later I felt her hands slide down my chest to find the hem of my shirt, which she lifted above my head. I desperately tried to get back to her lips but she pulled away and stood up in front of me.
I watched her lustfully, greedily soaking up the image of her with barely any clothes on. She looked at me with such determined, sexy, and confident eyes and her determination and confidence only worked to turn me on more. Then I saw the mischievous glint in her eyes as she started to slide the dress off of her hips and let it drop to the floor.
So much for suave and smooth, all I could do was gape at her. She never failed to blow me away and if I were never able to have sex again I would have images to last me a lifetime. She walked back up to me and straddled me again kissing me with her own passion and lust. It was in one word…hot.
She started to grind her hips against mine and I thought I was going to lose it I tried to stop her but she insisted on driving me crazy. The friction she was causing against me was so incredibly good but I knew that if it continued, everything would be over very soon. I tried to counter her by putting the focus back on her and I ran my hands up the naked flesh of her stomach and then her ribcage. Again she shivered but this time I didn't stop there. I slid my hand under the silk of her bra and touched her breast, flesh against flesh. She lost all focus of what she was doing and moaned deeply into my mouth. I smirked; I was in charge again. I kissed down her neck and lingered against her collarbone before going down further to kiss the top of her breasts. She pulled me closer to her by my hair showing me that she wanted more.
Things started to spiral out of control again as I felt the desperate need to feel her soft naked flesh against me. I let my hands travel to her back where I found the clasp of her bra. Without hesitation I unclasped it with ease and her strapless bra fell and exposed her to me. With the help of both my hands and the cool air against her, her nipples hardened and I felt myself harden even more at the site of her.
I got up with her legs still wrapped around me and deposited her in the middle of my large bed. I got back on top of her and kissed her lips again before placing open mouth kisses down her neck and to the swell of her breasts. I looked up at her darkened eyes before taking in her hardened nipple. She writhed and gasped again and I couldn't help but feel male pride at bringing her to writhe on my bed. I sucked slowly and sensuously kneading her other breast with my hand. After I was satisfied with the effect, I moved on to her other breast and she moaned again at the contact of my mouth on her neglected nipple. I pulled away again after a while and blew lightly against her wet nipple and she gasped my name again at the new sensation.
I kissed her lips again, unable to forget the taste of vanilla and smell of cherry blossoms. Her hands slid down my body again, and this time I felt her small fingers working at my belt. After what seemed like an eternity, she pulled my belt apart and worked on the zipper of my pants. I pulled away from her panting. She was so close to touching the very part of me that caused all this pressure and desire. She looked at me as she slid the zipper down slowly and for a moment that was all we could hear because I stopped breathing. She pushed my pants off around my hips and I kicked them off. She started again with my boxers and this time I thought my heart stopped. Her fingers grazed my straining member as she slipped them off. She gasped when she looked down and all I could do was close my eyes and concentrate on not taking her right then and there. While my eyes closed I suddenly felt her hands on me. Her small fingers slowly closed around my length and I groaned a low groan burying my face into her hair. She tentatively slid her palm up and back down my length and I hissed out her name. She started to gain more confidence and her movements became more experienced and sure and I knew that I was going to explode soon. I was supporting myself on my elbows and I thought I was going to collapse on top of her. I had to stop her.
"Sakura" I hissed out again. "Sakura stop..oh god stop." I said huskily.
I pulled her hands away from me and she looked up at me with a confused expression. All I could do was kiss her and hope that she understood that if she wanted this to continue, she would have to stop. Plus, I didn't want this to be about me, I wanted to be the one pleasuring her, not that I didn't like it vice versa. I just wanted to make sure that her first was better than what she expected.
I slid my hand down her flat, smooth stomach until I reached the hem of her black lace panties. I wanted to see her entirely bare. I wanted to see my Sakura just by herself and nothing else. Desire drove me and nothing else. I pulled the fabric down, exposing her, as she watched me nervously. I looked up again and kissed her and breathlessly told her that she was so beautiful. I kissed her again and again, never wanting to stop as I slid my fingers down, blindly feeling for her womanhood. When I reached my destination I was even more turned on by the fact that she was already wet with desire. I rubbed my fingers against the small bundle of nerves that I knew would drive her wild, and her body jerked upwards as she gasped. I continued to rub against her bud and she moaned and writhed trying to get closer to my body. Her reactions excited me and I wanted to bring her to her peak just to see what she would do. I had a feeling she was a screamer. Slowly, I slid my middle finger into her core and her fingers dug into my shoulder, as if she were gripping me for support. She bit her lip to try to stop from making noise but I wanted to hear her. I slid my finger out and pushed it back in with more speed.
"Sasuke" She gasped quickly. I smirked, that was what I wanted to hear.
I started to set a steady but solid pace and her hips started to rock against my finger. I slid a second finger inside of her and this time we both groaned out. It was almost too much for me to feel her around my fingers. She was so tight, wet, and unbearably hot that I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to be buried to the hilt inside of her. At this thought, I started to create a faster pace, desperate to make her cum. She was moaning more desperately now and her breathing had become very shallow.
"Sasuke..Ahh" She gasped again, and again I increased my pace. I could tell she was extremely close, and with a final thrust she screamed out "Ah..Sasuke!" And her inner muscles clamped around my fingers as she came.
I kissed her all over until she was able to catch her breath and then she started kissing me back.
"Sasuke –"
"Sakura, we don't have to do this yet if you don't want to." I don't even know how I managed to even form those words but I guess at that point I knew it was the right thing to say. I just hoped to god, or any higher power for that matter, that she wouldn't change her mind.
"Sasuke, I want to be yours forever." She whispered and smiled reassuringly.
I kissed her again before sliding up between her legs. She was definitely wet enough to take me but I didn't want to hurt her.
"Are you sure?"
"Sasuke please." She begged impatiently.
With that, I pushed into her slowly and when I felt the barrier, I broke through it quickly to help ease the pain and then slowed down again. I kept pushing until I was all the way in her and then I stayed completely still. I thought I was going to cum. She was like a vice grip made of hot silk and I thought I died and somehow made it to heaven. I couldn't move because I wanted her to adjust to me. Her fingernails were digging into my back but I couldn't feel the pain. She was biting her lip again and I knew she was trying to endure the sharp pain.
"I'm sorry." I whispered into her ear hoarsely.
She shook her head violently, "I'm ok, just keep going."
I slid tentatively out of her and pushed back in slowly and when nothing seemed to be causing her too much pain, I did it again and again. This was my new drug. I don't remember there ever being a woman who felt like Sakura. I don't remember ever feeling things other than lust when I was having sex. But this was so different. I felt incredibly good to be able to say that Sakura was mine and mine alone however greedy and selfish that sounded. It felt good.
Soon, Sakura was following my rhythm with her hips and when I gave a particularly sharp thrust she moaned.
"Unh..Sasuke..oh god.."She groaned
I picked up my pace and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I growled at her. She seemed to tighten around me even though she was already unbearably tight.
"Sakura..shit.."
Her nails were scraping my back again but this time out of pleasure and the pain added some strange pleasure for me.
I began to thrust into her harder. It was becoming very difficult for me to control myself but she didn't seem to mind because she gasped at the new rhythm. Things were spiralling dangerously out of control and I knew that I was almost there but I wanted to make sure she finished before me.
I rocked my hips into her as deeply as I could, and I ground my pelvic bone against her clit each time.
"Sasuke..ahhh..Sasuke..Don't stop..please…please."
I pushed into her harder and she cried out again "Sasuke!" She tightened again and she came hard against me. But this time, it was the most intense feeling I had ever had. White-hot heat flashed in my eyes and through my body and the intense pressure that I had been feeling all night built up until I completely exploded. With a few final erratic thrusts and a hoarse "Sakura" I came deep inside of her. Marking her with my seed.
We were both gasping for breath by the end of it and I collapsed on top of her, unable to support myself. Below me, I could feel Sakura's body trembling from the aftermath and my body was still weak from the release. I tried to pull out and move off of her but her hands stopped me and she protested.
"Don't," She said softly and I understood her. Neither of us wanted to lose the new physical connection we had just found. So instead, I put my arm around her waist and rolled over until she was on top of me and her head rested on my chest.
I pulled my black silk covers over our damp bodies and looked down at her. She was beautiful and no matter how many times it had struck me throughout our relationship, I always managed to notice it again. But in the pale light of the moon, her messy hair was softer, and her ivory skin was glowing. To see her body against my sheets was such a contrast and I knew she was the light in my life and I never wanted to lose her.
After we were finished, and had both completely caught our breaths, the sleepiness had caught up to us. She lifted her head up to my ear.
"Happy Birthday Sasuke," She whispered, " I love you"
" I love you too"
End FlashbackI never did thank her for everything she had done for me that day. I don't think even I realized the full extent of what she had done. She loved me enough to give me a birthday that was unlike any other. And even though I was a hard person to please, she dealt with me anyway and she did it better that anyone else. All the little things she did for me that day made me realize how important it was to her that I had a proper birthday and the fact that she cared about that showed me how much she really loved me. The truth was that I needed her to do those things for me; to show me what love meant.
I need her to come and kiss me and tell me it was all a joke.
hello everyone!
Ok this chapter was one of the easiest to write...i have no idea why but it was a relief. Well easiest except for the sex scene...that was hard. Its wierd to think of it from Sasuke's point of view and it seemed awkward to me that he would be describing every detail...but hey..maybe he just has a REALLY good memory..lol..oh well.. it had to be from his perspective...it would have ruined the story if it wasn't..so i really hoped that it was an ok scene..im nervous about it..
I'm really sorry to all my reviewers but i won't be able to reply to them this week because i am majorly pressed for time..turns out summer school is not as easy as i expected..and the work has just piled on!...i almost dind't get this chapter in..and if i had to reply to reviews..it wouldn't have at all. I'm really sorry for that because i love replying to u guys..but thank you all so much for your reviews and support
Also, i'm sorry for changing the rating so abruptly but it obviously had to be done for this chapter..and i hope it didn't make it too difficult to find the fic for any of the past readers.
please let me know what u guys thought about this chapter and especially the lemon!
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