Chapter Nine: Define 'Love'


Sakura wished she knew a lawyer right now.

She wanted to know if there was any legal justification for killing the redheaded bitch who'd ruined her perfect fucking moment to make a move on Naruto. Because if that bitch had just kept her nose out for at least another five minutes she wouldn't be in this stupid fucking situation right now.

Hell, there would be the very real possibility she'd have a goddamn boyfriend. The boyfriend she'd wanted since she was fourteen years old. She might not have been brave enough to admit it to herself when she was a kid, and hadn't known what she didn't want before Sasuke but well … hadn't she always kind of wanted to be Naruto's girlfriend?

Hadn't everything she'd wanted in a boyfriend just been a summary of all of Naruto's best traits? Kind, funny, clever, hot, cute and immense fun to be around?

Granted she'd also wanted to have a boyfriend who was a good kisser too and while she had some passing experience of kissing the blond man … those had always been drunken kisses or chaste cheek kisses and had never been more than peck …

But she'd have known this afternoon if it weren't for that redheaded bitch! She was tempted to file a complaint about her. Teach her to get in the way of a moment that had been building probably longer than the stupid girl had had boobs.

Though she supposed she wasn't actually angry with the girl from the park. She'd been annoyed at the time sure, and she still was because hell, she'd dropped her plan and literally thrown herself at Naruto. And it had looked like it was going to work!

She didn't think she could have been more obvious about wanting to seduce him if she'd tried. And she had been trying. Even Naruto had to know women didn't just constantly put their asses in men's line of sight at every possible opportunity.

Part of her had actually wondered if he had deliberately gotten her alone so he could make a move on her. Which personally she'd found very sexy, immensely out of character but hey, it was a day for being out of character.

Ino would be proud at how much Sakura had come out of her more shy shell to literally thrust her body at Naruto all afternoon. Granted Ino probably would have told her to do it with less clothes on.

She sighed heavily into her glass of wine and sipped at it gently. No getting drunk tonight, but a little wine would help soothe her bruised ego. And the dull ache between her boobs where Naruto had got her with that water balloon.

She'd played up how much it had hurt dramatically but anyone with breasts could tell you that getting smacked in them with anything hard enough would hurt. And Naruto had a good throwing arm.

The only reason she'd been able to push past it was because her brain had offered her the rather pleasing thought of Naruto kissing them better. And the idea of Naruto's lips anywhere that intimate was more than enough to make her power through the bit of pain.

Not to mention how the sweetheart, when presented with an attractive woman who'd been hitting on him all day in a wet t-shirt that was so transparent he must have been able to see her bra, he looked away and immediately went to find something to cover her with.

That alone had been enough for her to officially throw her plan out the window and just fucking mount him.

Not to mention how good he looked wet. Mama had wanted a piece. Hell, mama still wanted a piece even in her annoyance. Getting some of Naruto would certainly alleviate her mood. Then a bit more … and a bit more.

Because no, while she was definitely enjoying the idea of the younger woman getting the sack for being nosy and … just doing her job, ugh she was terrible, she'd worked retail, she knew what just doing a job was like, shame on her … it wasn't her she was annoyed with.

It was Naruto.

Because … how could he be so oblivious?! He'd had a soaking wet her on top of him, clearly about to kiss him, and clearly not as some kind of joke or tease. She could only have been more obvious about what she'd wanted if she'd said it out loud in small words. And he hadn't said a damn thing about it ever since. He hadn't even spoken to her at all!

Well no, he'd spoken to her, when he'd had to. But ever since the bounce house he'd barely looked at her, he'd barely spoken to her and when he'd been forced to … he'd been short, stilted and awkward in a way that he hadn't been in over a decade.

Hell, she hadn't realised it at first but he was one hundred percent avoiding her. And it hurt her so bad she thought her heart had actually shattered.

She'd honestly thought she'd misread the signals and had made a really big mistake. Had she taken her shot and fucked up? She hadn't thought so … he had moved to hold her when she was in his lap … she'd felt how happy he was to have her in his lap … something that had given her giddy little thrill she'd thoroughly enjoyed by the way.

But when she'd come to find him, after having psyched herself up in the bathroom stall while drying off, he'd already left the bounce house area. She'd found him back at some of the other games with Gaara and Kankuro, his hair still damp.

Sakura had been about to basically drag Naruto off to a quiet corner and try for take two, but as she'd gotten close enough to pull him away, they'd had to come back to the venue to get ready for the rehearsal dinner.

The car journey home had been painfully, awkwardly quiet.

Naruto had barely said a word, only answering questions when asked. He didn't even say anything when Sakura had slipped into the backseat next to Ino and Sai had taken her usual place in shotgun.

She'd needed time to regroup and being sat next to him while he was being distant was not going to help her with that.

The text chat with Ino had helped though. Through quick texts back and forth, Sakura had begged Ino to let her get changed in her and Sai's room because well … she needed to tell her what had happened and she needed her other best friend to stop her from spiralling into a pit of doubt and self-loathing.

Because she was. God, she was.

Ino, without a word of teasing or a moment's hesitation, had agreed and quickly came up with some bullshit excuse for the boys so that Sakura could get ready with Ino.

Something about helping her with her hair or whatever. Sakura had been too busy watching for any reaction out of Naruto. He'd just nodded and kept driving.

They'd got back to the venue soon after that and Ino and Sakura had pretty much raced to Ino's room.

She'd poured her heart out to the blonde woman. Explained how everything seemed to have gone wrong and even had a bit of a cry as Ino held and soothed her. Because she had been certain she'd just fucked up her friendship with Naruto and now, when she'd finally accepted how she felt about him … it felt like she was going to lose him. For good this time.

The only reason Sakura had been able to get through the rehearsal dinner with any amount of calm was some very simple points made by Ino, and by God was she clinging to them right now.

Naruto … had self-esteem issues. Not in general but especially when it came to anyone finding him attractive. Not a single person in their friend group knew why, even the guys would admit he was handsome, but Naruto just wouldn't have it.

And on top of that, Ino reminded her that when anyone, anyone was hinted at having a thing for him, his first reaction was to laugh it off as impossible and second reaction was to tell you to stop spreading rumours about whoever it was.

The moron hadn't even noticed Hinata's crush on him through all of school until she'd literally screamed it at him. And you could have seen Hinata's crush from space.

Granted she thought you could have seen her crush on him from space too but well … he didn't notice that either.

He just didn't seem to think anyone was capable of actually having a thing for him. This was a man who'd had at least four girlfriends in the time Sakura had known him, granted never for super long but he'd had at least four women show him in no unmistakeable terms that … yes, women did indeed find him attractive and wanted to kiss him senseless.

And Sakura could attest there was at least a couple more who wanted to do more than that. She had been and was, one of them after all.

But it wouldn't cut through his self-denial and self-loathing. Which really didn't make sense, he'd always been a wonderful person. He was a goddamn angel for God's sake!

Yet, Ino had been right, Naruto didn't do well with admissions of love or attraction, it had actually been why she'd originally planned on talking to him about it. If it had been her, just sat talking to him … she could have made him understand.

But her horny had just taken over the wheel today and she hadn't been able to control herself. And when she'd seen him stood there, wet and concerned … she'd thrown caution to the wind and instead of thinking about how he'd feel … she'd just gone to take what she'd wanted.

He'd liked it, she'd felt his approval where she'd rested, but she'd clearly confused him.

The very real possibility was that Naruto had been uncharacteristically quiet and short with everyone, because it wasn't just her he'd been stilted with thank merciful Heaven, because he was doing what he always did when he was that confused.

Naruto was thinking. Which, while not a comment on his intelligence, he was a very clever man, but Naruto was a lot more of a doer than a thinker so when he came across a problem he couldn't just bull through … he had to stop and really think.

And then when he'd finished thinking it through … he'd act.

She supposed that had been another reason why she'd gone to Ino's room to change. To give Naruto time to think about what had happened. To parse it out and hopefully come to the realisation that Sakura wanted to be more than his friend.

Sakura just hoped she wasn't alone in that.

So she'd calmed down, Ino had given her a much gentler pep talk than usual and told her to wait, give it a couple hours and then, after all the gifts and the speeches and the run through of the rehearsal dinner and ceremony … get Naruto alone and talk to him.

About everything. And to not stop talking until he understood and admitted he loved her too.

Because Ino had been emphatic on that point. Naruto loved her. And not just as a friend, he loved her in ways that only singers and filmmakers could ever hope to explain.

And with that comforting thought in her head, Sakura had made it through all the awkward moments that evening while she'd sat next to Naruto, talking to him idly, listening to the speeches and watching the gifts being given out to bridesmaids and groomsmen.

All the bridesmaids had been given a goody bag filled with flowers, wine, bath bombs and special soaps, and a voucher for a spa day of their choosing. It had been lovely and she'd given both Temari and Shikamaru a massive hug.

All the groomsmen had been given a very nice bottle of whiskey and that had been about it. Men would be men about gift giving after all.

Chouji had been given a personal cooking lesson with a famous chef for being best man which had lit the man's face up, and Ino had been given a whole mess of coupons for a lot of high-end boutiques that Sakura just knew she was going to be dragged around. Ino had also been overjoyed.

And then Temari had come up to Naruto with a box. He'd looked very confused, again, and smiled uncertainly at Temari.

Then she'd opened the box and Naruto's jaw had dropped. As had Sakura's, because in the box was a brand new game console of the newest generation and five games that Sakura just knew Naruto would absolutely love. Her too actually she realised as she spotted two controllers in the box. Temari giving her a quick wink while Naruto was staring at the console.

'For putting up with Shikamaru,' Temari had said. 'Thank you Naruto, from both of us.'

Naruto had grinned widely and Sakura had missed that smile so much in just a few hours that seeing it again gave her butterflies.

He'd hugged Temari and Shikamaru and even turned to grin at her and the butterflies fluttered again. Until his smile dropped and his expression became uncertain and confused and the butterflies plummeted.

The rest of the meal had gone without much fanfare, any conversation Sakura had tried to start was ended very quickly by Naruto and once he'd finished his food he'd gotten up from the table and left in a hurry, leaving her in his proverbial dust.

Which was where she was sat now, staring at the present Temari and Shika had gotten him … them really she supposed … and trying not to cry.

She'd been just about ready to leave the room to do just that when Shikamaru rested down in Naruto's absent seat.

'Hey Sakura,' he said gently. 'How you doing?'

'Fine,' Sakura lied hurriedly, wiping a tissue at her eye and smiling the best she could for the groom-to-be. 'Thank you for the gifts Shika, they were lovely.'

'You're welcome,' he said with a smile. 'I imagine the lot of you will wait until after Hinata and Karui have had their kids before you use the spa day though huh?'

Sakura smirked despite literally wanting to do anything but that. 'Chouji needs to get more subtle doesn't he?'

He laughed lightly and shrugged. 'He's not used to keeping secrets from me and Ino. It's understandable. Are you okay?'

His gaze was piercing, kind but piercing. He knew something was wrong and while she didn't want to tell him and bother him on the night before his wedding, she could feel herself slipping …

'He's an idiot Sakura,' Shikamaru said without any malice. He stared out into the room of their gathered friends and family and sighed heavily. 'And he doesn't know how to accept love if he doesn't think he deserves it. And for some reason he doesn't think he deserves your love. So when you tried to give it … he shut down. I don't know why, and honestly it's kinda annoying.'

Sakura crumpled a little and fell into Shikamaru's side, he wrapped an arm around her and in a very uncharacteristic move, he rubbed her arm and hugged her closer.

It really was a day for uncharacteristic things.

'But he does love you, he's loved you since he knew what love was,' Shikamaru said quietly, still rubbing her arm. 'And we know you love him.'

'I do,' Sakura said, her voice a little raspy as she fought back tears. 'Shika, why didn't I see it before?'

He shrugged as lightly as he could, jostling her just a little. 'You're an idiot too?'

'Hey!' Sakura said, digging him in the ribs with a wet laugh. 'Aren't you meant to be comforting me here?'

'Encouraging,' Shikamaru said, grinning a little as she pulled away to look at him. 'Go get your idiot, idiot.'

She shoved him slightly and he just grinned more. 'I don't know where he is though Shika.'

The raven haired man sighed and stood from the chair. 'There's a balcony on our floor … good place to smoke, which you know Naruto never does …'

Except when he had to think.

'Thank you Shika,' Sakura said, reaching up to kiss him on the cheek. 'I'll see you later.'

He just nodded and walked away, a small smile tucked into his cheek.

'Well … time to go get my idiot,' Sakura muttered to herself.

And with that, she made a beeline for the elevators.


Sakura found Naruto where Shikamaru had told her he would be.

He hadn't been hard to find though, he was literally stood directly in front of a giant window and not even trying to hide.

She'd be a little frustrated he wasn't at least trying to hide that he was smoking when he knew she hated it. Though she supposed, it wasn't like she didn't turn a blind eye every now and then.

Sakura would much prefer he didn't smoke at all, that he had much healthier outlets for his stress, but he was a cop and occasionally cases would get to him so much that it was either climbing into a bottle, getting laid or smoking that was gonna help and if she had to pick between him getting black out drunk, picking up a random woman and smoking … she'd rather he smoked.

Though hopefully from after this weekend the getting laid part of his stress relief would be down to her and then she'd be able to remove smoking from his coping mechanisms forever.

Unless what happened next blew up in her face.

He didn't seem to notice her as she approached, he didn't even turn when she opened the double oak doors and strode out into the night air. Suddenly wishing she'd brought a jacket.

Naruto, stood in his suit and, looking absolutely stunning, had paused with his unlit cigarette in his lips. She kind of hoped it was his first but he'd possibly been up here for at least ten minutes. That would be more than enough time to smoke at least one cigarette.

She didn't see any cigarette butts on the floor though.

He popped the cigarette out of his mouth when she stared at him and he sighed heavily. 'Damn it,' he muttered, shrugging out of his jacket and wrapping it around Sakura's shoulders without saying anything.

He didn't smell like smoke when he did it and Sakura was a bit relieved.

'Why are you up here Sakura?' he asked, his face a blank slate as he stared down at the woods below. 'The others are gonna wonder where we went.'

'Then maybe you shouldn't have left either,' Sakura fired back, watching his profile as he grimaced. 'Why are you up here?'

He gestured at her with the cigarette before tucking it back in its box with its equally unsmoked fellows.

She bristled at the fact that he'd clearly hid cigarettes from her but she let it go with the reminder that they'd both hidden things from each other in their suitcases. She doubted Naruto's suitcase had a whole pocket stuffed with condoms.

'I know you hate it when I smoke Sakura,' he said not unkindly. 'But I'm kinda stressed and I just wanted one or two to clear my head okay? Go back down, I'll be there soon.'

No he wouldn't. He was shitty liar, at least when it came to her.

'Or you could talk to me about why you're so stressed?' Sakura offered, the respectable distance she was keeping between them feeling like a mile rather than a couple steps. She cuddled into his jacket that smelt like him. 'Smoking's bad for you, and you know I saw the second pack right?'

Naruto grunted and turned to look at her, the confusion and uncertainty in his eyes physically hurt her. 'I don't think talking about this one is gonna help.'

'It might,' Sakura said, trying to keep the desperation out of her voice.

Talking about today would certainly help her that was for damn sure. Because the longer they stood here in stilted silence the more afraid she was getting that Ino had been wrong. That Shikamaru had been wrong.

That he didn't love her too. Not like that. And that she'd ruined everything by trying to force her feelings on him.

'Please go back downstairs Sakura,' he said levelly. 'You'll catch a cold out here and I wouldn't want tomorrow ruined for you because you're out here with me. I'll be down soon, I promise.'

She hated when he lied. Even if it was a little lie, meant to protect himself from pain. It was so against everything he stood for and was. She especially hated when he lied to her.

There weren't meant to be any secrets between them. None, he was meant to be an open book to her like she was for him. They'd promised all the way back when they cried together over their breakups. Nothing would be kept from the other.

No secrets, no half-truths.

No lies.

And if the other caught them in a lie … they had to call it out.

Sakura supposed it was time to put up or shut up.

'You're lying to me,' Sakura said, so quietly the wind could have taken it away. 'Why?'

Naruto reacted like he'd been slapped and the expression on his face was mingled pain and anger.

It scared her.

She wasn't scared of him, never had been, never could be, but she was scared of what she'd just done to them. If she'd been driving him away by confusing him … she'd just given him another hearty shove.

'I'm not lying,' Naruto bit back, harshness in his voice she rarely heard. And never at her. 'Go downstairs Sakura.'

But he was lying and he was scared too. She could see it in his eyes. The most wonderful man she'd ever known was terrified.

Of her.

So she wasn't leaving. Not until that fear was gone. If he ran away, she'd chase him. If he tried to lie, she call him out on it, if he yelled at her … she'd yell back.

After thirteen years of being in love with him, and twenty-three of being his best friend, after everything they'd gone through and denied for all those years.

She was done running.

'No, you're going to tell me what's wrong and we're going to talk about it,' she said softly, reaching up to cup his cheek, her heartbeat in her throat, even as she tried to swallow it back down. 'Please Naruto, talk to me.'

He let her hand rest against his cheek for a moment before pulling away and turning away from her.

'I don't have to tell you everything Sakura,' he said, the muscles of his back hard and unwelcoming in a way they never were before.

'Yes you do,' she said, her voice getting a little watery the longer he wouldn't look at her. She could feel her heart breaking into tiny little pieces along with her resolve to not cry. 'We promised, we'd never keep secrets from each other. Remember?'

'Would you just leave me alone?' his voice was sharp and he couldn't hurt her more with an actual knife right now. 'You don't get to know everything that goes on in my head Sakura, not when you're not actually …'

'When I'm not actually what?' she asked, her own voice sharpening. Because he wanted to get mad at her for loving him and trying? Well she could get mad at him for not at least giving her the respect of looking at her when he broke her heart.

After everything they'd been through. After most of their lives as friends and supporting each other through all the hard times and celebrating all the successes they'd had together and separately. He should at least look at her when he destroyed her.

'Nothing,' he said quietly. A warning sitting in his tone that she ignored entirely. Because fuck him right now.

'No come on,' she said, storming forward and pulling on his stupid arm, to make him face her. She could feel the tears welling in her eyes and she would be damned if he didn't see the damage he was doing to her with his fucking pride. 'What aren't I huh? Aren't I your best friend? One of your oldest, closest friends? The person who's gone on nearly all your family vacations with you? The woman who you've spent every single Christmas and New Years with since we were eighteen years old?! The woman who spends nearly all of her fucking free time with you? What the fuck aren't I Naruto?!'

He turned and the pain and anger in his face nearly floored her.

'You're not my fucking wife! Okay?! Is that what you wanted to hear Sakura?' He bellowed at her. 'Despite everyone insisting otherwise, you are not my wife and you need to stop fucking acting like it!'

There was a pause, so long and so vast the sound of her heart shattering could be lost in its depths.

Until a quiet little voice came back.

Yes you fucking are.

Yes you fucking are.

Yes you fucking are.

Yes you fucking are.

Yes you fucking are.

'Yes I fucking AM!' she screamed back at him, her hands balled into fists and punched down to her sides as she glared at him through burning tears. 'I've been your fucking wife for years and the only reason I don't have a ring is because you never fucking asked, you fucking idiot!'

Naruto reared back from her, all the anger vanishing from him as she seethed at him.

At first just the lack of anger and pain in his eyes was enough, that she'd finally said what she should have said years ago was enough.

The thing that all their friends and family had insisted was true had finally come from her and the relief of having said it, finally, flooded her system in such a sudden burst of endorphins she thought she might faint.

Then he was still staring at her, his mouth moving wordlessly and it hit her what she'd actually said to him.

The spike of endorphins left. Plummeting to her toes and below and Sakura looked in the confusion and hope in Naruto's eyes …

And she ran.


Naruto was still reeling from what Sakura had screamed at him, so he'd hadn't had time to stop her before she'd bolted.

In fact the sheer weight of what she'd said was so staggering that he'd barely had time to register she was moving at all before she'd already darted back through the open doors into the corridor and taken off running in the direction of their room.

'Sakura wait!' He called after her, the cigarettes he'd been holding dropped to the stone of the balcony as he chased after her. 'Hold on!'

But she ignored him, running full kilter down the carpeted floor. He'd chased more than his fair share of people down alleyways to know he wasn't catching Sakura if she kept going at that speed.

It wasn't even that long a corridor and with his longer legs and workout routine, he should have caught up to her in no time. But she was like a woman possessed and she turned corners with no concern for anyone.

He lost sight of her but for a flicker of her deep green dress and long pink hair round the corner from the elevators and towards their room.

'Sakura!' he shouted again but he could still hear her shoes pounding into the carpet. He heard the sound of her cursing as she rattled her key into the lock and he managed to get to the door himself just in time to shove his foot between the door and the frame.

Also in time for Sakura to hurriedly try and shut the door and catch his foot right in his instep.

Thank God he always bought sturdy shoes regardless of what he needed them for.

'Sakura,' he wheezed, clutching to the frame of the door and breathing deeply.

Sakura's hands were clutched to her chest too and he watched not knowing what to do or think as she stared at him like a deer caught in headlights.

Moonlight was coming in through the window on the far wall, bathing the room in pale light that made Sakura's hair and skin shine. It made her look ethereally beautiful.

She'd always been beautiful though. The moonlight was just enhancing it in ways the sun could never dream to.

Sakura backed up slightly as he walked into the room proper, closing the door softly and when he turned back she was retreating further from him, his jacket swamping her shoulders and her head dipped low as she watched him.

'I'm sorry,' she whispered and the fear in her voice broke his heart,

God he was so fucking stupid.

He walked closer, Sakura backing away for each step he took forward until she was against the far wall and more ethereal moonlight lit her up. Her skin glistening where she'd started to sweat and he drank it in.

You never fucking asked!

'I'm sorry,' she said again. She started to shake her head and the tears glistened too as they fell from her eyes. 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'msorryi'msorryi'msorry!'

Her face fell into her hands and her shoulders drooped as he stepped closer again.

'It's okay,' he said softly. 'Sakura, it's okay.'

Because it would be now, he didn't know how he knew that but he did. Everything would be okay now.

They'd all been right.

And he'd been scared of being hurt. Again. Too scared to act.

Then she'd been right and he'd been blind. From fear of losing the best part of his life, again.

'No, I shouldn't have told you like that, and I shouldn't have just thrown myself at you like I did at the park either. And all the ways I was literally making it so you couldn't not stare at my ass or my boobs, God I should have just talked to you!' Sakura sobbed into her hands, clutching at her face with her fingers as she started to crumple in on herself.

He wanted to be angry. A bit. But he wasn't sure why and honestly … it seemed to him like he had to apologise, not Sakura.

'I yelled at you Sakura,' he said gently, getting closer and closer, stepping softly and stopping if she jerked away at all, lifting his hands in a placating manner until she settled and he could step forward again. 'You've got nothing to apologise for. I'm sorry for what I said, I was wrong.'

'No, you're right, I'm – I'm not your wife and I …' Sakura looked up from her hands, tears streaking down her face and through her makeup, and looked at him desperately. 'I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything.'

He … didn't know what to say to that.

He didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to say. He didn't know what she wanted from him.

But he did know what he wanted.

Naruto just had to hope it was still what Sakura wanted.

God, please let it be what she wanted.

'Sakura,' he murmured, so close to her now she had to lift her chin to look him in the eyes. He cupped her cheek gently and smiled, rubbing away a falling tear with his thumb. 'Did you mean what you said?'

Because, that's all that it came down to in the end wasn't it really? Did she mean what she'd said? And if she meant what she said … then every fear, doubt or absolute denial wouldn't mean shit anymore in front of that glorious truth.

His heartbeat was thrumming in his ears, Sakura's beautiful green eyes widened and as her tears started to stop, she chewed her lip and it was all he could do to stop himself from kissing her.

The way the moonlight made the shadows dance over her face and her eyes shine enchantingly making it even harder to resist. He stroked her cheek lovingly and repeated himself.

This time certain to make sure she heard every single thing he said.

'Sakura-chan,' he whispered, reverently, hopefully. He felt her body shiver against his palm and watched as she chewed her bottom lip to stop from smiling. 'Did you mean what you said?'

'I – I – I don't know what you mean …' she said haltingly, her hand coming up to rest over the one cupping her cheek. Her touch over his knuckles tentative, uncertain but eager. 'I said a lot …'

He chuckled and she joined him and God, it was like music.

He steadied himself, shoving down the scared part of him. The part of him that worried this was all some kind of trick. That this moment, the moment he'd been dreaming about since he was fourteen years old … would fade into nothingness like every other dream and he'd wake up in his bed at home alone.

But another part of him, the part that noticed Sakura's hidden smile and the way she was leaning into his palm, how her whole body was closer to him and getting closer by the passing second as she all but crumpled into his arms.

'Sakura,' he murmured, moving closer until their noses were brushing, placing his forehead against hers and breathing in the caressing scent of her cherry flavoured perfume and sighed in time with her. 'Did you mean it?'

Her eyes, that had fluttered closed as their foreheads had touched, flitted open. He felt her eyelashes against his skin, heard the sharp intake of her breath as she realised what he was saying.

What he was really asking.

And then he felt her smile, and it was radiant.

'Yes,' she breathed into the air between them. 'Yes Naruto, I meant it. I'm sorry it came out like that but yes, I meant it.'

'Thank God,' he whisper-chuckled and before another word could be spoken … Naruto did what he did best.

He acted.

Naruto dipped his head from hers, Sakura dipping the other way, into his supporting palm and just before their lips met for the first time … he felt her whimper in relief.

He swallowed the whimper, cradling her cheek as he gently pressed her into the wall with his body, her hands wrapping around his neck as effortlessly as if they were made to be around him, his own hand moving from her cheek to the back of her neck and buried into her long pink hair, cupping the back of her head and cushioning it against the wall.

She moaned gently as the kiss deepened, his other hand helping her shrug out of his suit jacket and he eased up the press against the wall to allow it to drop to their feet.

'Naruto,' she breathed as their lips parted only to come back together, harder by a fraction but still gentle. It was testing, searching and oh so wonderfully hopeful.

And it was everything he'd ever thought kissing her for the first time would be like. Trust her to never disappoint.

She pulled his head down and the kiss got a little hungrier, her tongue flitted out into his mouth in search of his own and found it waiting and willing.

'Sakura,' he said, relief flowing from both of them as their hands clung to each other, their bodies melding as he continued to press Sakura's smaller frame into the wall.

The height difference was beginning to cause his neck to ache though. He'd have to stop kissing her soon or it could get stiff and hurt.

Or.

Naruto bent his knees, not breaking the kiss which was getting hungrier and bolder with each passing panting breath and eager lick of tongues, and giving Sakura just enough time to gasp approvingly, he scooped her up with both his palms on her thighs and lifted her into the wall so their mouths were level.

The kiss broke as Sakura breathed in more air and giggled against his lips. 'Naruto!' she smiled and whispered breathlessly. 'Should I take this as you asking?'

He kissed her fiercely, punctuating his own laugh by rubbing along the backs of her thighs through her dress and revelling at the way Sakura's eyes fluttered closed for a second at his touch. His touch.

She looped her arms around his neck, her fingers delving into his hair and stroking his neck idly as they savoured the moment of their bodies pressed together against the wall, Naruto painfully aware of how hard he was getting and trying to ignore it, as not to ruin the most romantic moment of his life.

But then Sakura hiked up her dress to free her legs and wrapped them around his waist and pulled him harder against her centre and she swallowed a low moan as he rubbed against her through his pants.

He kissed her determinedly and chuckled. 'Should I take that as you saying yes?' He let his hands snake up her thighs to cup her ass and he held the beautiful woman against the wall with so much joy and need running through him he thought he might explode.

'Mhmm,' Sakura hummed eagerly as their lips and tongues met again and she moaned into his mouth as their bodies rubbed together anew. Sparks of need tingling from below his navel up his spine and settling in his brain. 'This is me saying yes.'

He ached, and he ground that aching against her and Sakura panted and groaned her approval into each press of their lips, every tug of his hair and the very squeeze of her thighs around his waist.

The kiss broke, his head rearing back as he continued to grind against the woman of his dreams. He had to see it, he needed to see this moment was real. God it needed to be real, just as real as he needed the near-kiss from this afternoon to be real.

Please let it all be real.

Sakura's thighs and hands tightened on him as she tried to pull him back for more fervent kissing but as their hips bucked together messily, her lips fell clumsily onto his neck and she panted happily as she kissed whatever skin she could find.

Fire, cliché as it was, spread from every point that her lips graced and as they locked around his pulse, he gave her an ass an almighty squeeze and the pinkette wrapped around him groaned so desperately into his ear his knees almost buckled.

'Bed,' Sakura hissed, kissing more fire over his neck, her tone almost pleading as her fingers clung loosely to his collar, trying to pull the buttons loose even as their grinding jostled her and made her lips bite together happily. 'Bed, please.'

Never one to deny a lady, Naruto readjusted his grip on her ass and Sakura got the memo to tighten her grip on him, which was all kinds of hot and sexy and made him throb where their covered crotches met. To moaning approval that only made him throb more.

He'd aimed to carry her over to the large mattress but it was more like he took three steps and Sakura's continued moaning and kissing into his neck, along with him fumbling with kicking off his shoes, distracted him and they fell onto the bed in a splay of limbs and gaspy giggles.

They came to a stop on the mattress, his body all but smushing her into the cloud-soft mattress and their eyes met, lust and need as potent in her eyes as the joy and … he prayed he was right … love and Naruto kissed her more gently, repositioning himself between her spread legs and cradling her entire back and head with his arms and hands.

Sakura moved against him, her hands stroking down his cheek to his neck, to his back and she even got some fingers down to give his ass a playful squeeze that sort of shocked him back to reality with a surprised laugh.

They breathed raggedly as they traded giddy kisses and touches, their shoes being properly disposed of idly, until Naruto finally found his voice to ask the only thing giving him any pause now. The last little restraining bolt on giving himself to this wonderful moment.

'Is this a dream?' He murmured, lifting so he could look her dead in the eyes, the warmth in her expression making his cheeks pink in a way that her body pushed against his moments before never could.

'If it is … it's not one of mine Naruto,' she whispered back, reaching up to stroke his cheek and then lifting her head to kiss his lips delicately. 'You're wearing too many clothes for a start.'

He laughed and she joined soon after, still stroking his cheek and sighing contently.

'How do we check?' he asked cheekily, nuzzling into her neck and running his hands up and down her sides, revelling in the jumps as he brushed where she was ticklish. 'Hey!'

He pulled back and rubbed at his head, Sakura's slender fingers coming away as she smiled brilliantly at him.

'Did that hurt?' she asked coyly, her hands already going down to the buttons of his shirt and teasing one open with a little smirk.

He matched her smirk and kissed hers away sweetly.

'Yes,' he growled into her neck as he trailed his lips down to the crook, laying his body down between her legs until they were pressed together again and her hands looped around his back and neck and pulled him even closer.

'I'm sorry, let me make it up to you,' she whispered and nibbled at his ear, using the pleasure as a distraction to roll him onto his back and was straddling him like the afternoon, only this time her dress floated over them and when she reached down to kiss him, nobody stopped them.

And without anyone to interrupt … Sakura didn't stop at kissing.

He nearly swallowed his tongue when she started to roll her hips over him, the feel of her ass gliding over his thighs as intoxicating as the tip of his hardened length grazing against her covered sex.

She panted lightly from either pleasure or exertion and Naruto swallowed every one up with his tongue as she rolled over him. She took his hands, first entwining her fingers with his and squeezing purposefully before guiding them down to her hips, pushing them until his fingers were tickled by the end of her dress.

'Up,' she whispered into the kissing, a whimper of need joining the panting as she released his hands and her diligent fingers went to work on the buttons of his shirt. She had his chest exposed to the air in seconds and her palms were already marvelling over his muscles and abs in ways she'd clearly always longed to.

She ran a circle around his nipple with a finger and her lips started to descend from his mouth to his neck. His eyes starting to drift closed as her hand moved to rub over his chest and up to the other side of his neck. 'Naruto, pull my dress up.'

'Oh,' Naruto said, snapping his eyes back open and laughing nervously. 'Sorry got distracted.'

She smiled into his neck and slowed the rolling of her hips like she'd known that was what had been distracting him and she let out a musical laugh.

He drank in the image of Sakura leaning back up on him, lifting her arms above her head with a playful wink and gesturing up with her hands.

Rising to meet her, lips taking smiling lips in a pointed, possessive manner, and he started to pull up her dress, delighting in the clear excitement in Sakura's breaths as her flattering dress rose higher and higher, revealing more pale and creamy skin to shine in the moonlight that they were still bathed in.

He let his eyes wander over her steadily more naked form, his mouth going dry as the pink lace of her panties was revealed and dropped ever so slightly around her hips.

It wasn't until the dress reached her breasts that they hit a snag and part of him wanted to cry at the unfairness of it.

'Sakura,' he said, trying not to whine but he failed. 'Did you forget the zip?'

Sakura blushed, their faces so close he could feel the heat of it and she bounced in slight defiance, pressing herself down on his cock with enough pressure he had to swallow a groan. And when she did it again trying to get the dress up over her head.

'Stupid dress,' she grumbled. 'I could've sworn I could just …'

Naruto chuckled and leaned down to kiss somewhere along Sakura's bare side, making the woman go still and make a small approving sound as he placed another delicate kiss closer to the swell of her trapped breasts.

'I think your boobs are too big for that dress,' Naruto said, letting one hand drop from where it was holding the dress and glancing over her skin to come to rest between them, a deliberate stroke of his finger over one of her breasts.

'Don't tease me Naruto,' she said a little hotly but it turned into a slight gasp as he continued to stroke over her breast, letting his finger circle where he thought her nipple was. 'Naruto.'

He watched her chew her lip some more as her hips started to roll slowly, he eased his hand around her breast, a finger slipping under where it was trapped to a happy keen from Sakura.

'Let me help you out there,' he whispered, cupping her breast, squeezing and massaging it lovingly, savouring it with every pant and heavy breath of approval from Sakura. 'Then you can see how I really tease.'

He felt the full body shiver go through her and he grinned again as she whimpered impatiently and jutted her arms up, trying to jostle the dress loose over her mesmerising bust.

With much easing, and more than a little grinding of Sakura's hips and stroking of her breast, Naruto finally eased the pretty dress loose and was greeted with a slightly red faced Sakura Haruno straddling him in just her lacy pink bra and panties.

It was like a wet dream come to life and as her hair dropped back down over her shoulders and the moonlight made her whole body shine in incandescent beauty … Naruto throbbed against her and Sakura merely smiled prettily.

'Naruto you're staring,' she whispered, her tone breathless and slightly shy.

'I'm sorry,' he said on reflex, but couldn't stop staring. He drank her in, the panties pressed against the black of his pants in stark contrast except where a slowly spreading dark patch was forming around her womanhood, wrapping to her hips and begging him to take them off … preferably with his teeth.

Then the bra, covering her well enough to supply support to Sakura's full breasts, but looking so delicate that if he wanted to, he could just tug it away and be left with her bare and at his mercy.

God, he wanted that, and her, so fucking badly he could barely stand it.

'You're still staring,' Sakura whispered, the giddiness in her voice unmistakeable. 'Do you like what I'm wearing Naruto?'

'Yes,' he said immediately and Sakura smiled even more, leaning in to kiss him slowly, letting him savour every caress of her soft lips on his. 'You look amazing. Sakura …'

She let him get an eyeful of her cleavage, which was even more hypnotising now the only thing between him and her breasts was flimsy looking fabric, and she started to roll her hips again. The motion making her whole body roll and jiggle intoxicatingly and he couldn't stop staring as her breasts struggled for freedom.

'You can touch me Naruto,' she murmured, tracking where his gaze was. 'I want you to touch me.'

Naruto leant forward to capture her lips, his tongue dipping against hers gently, while his hand came up to cup her breast again, the need to remove her dress gone, he could savour what he was doing.

After years and years of fantasising, dreaming and longing for it, he wasn't going to rush making love to Sakura. If he spent an hour alone touching her breasts, then that was what he'd damn well do.

Sakura sighed in approval as his fingers grazed along the curve of her breast and he continued to massage her, kissing him slowly, her fingers splaying over his chest. Her nails scratching lightly sending little sparks of arousal racing down Naruto's gut while her hands marvelled under his open shirt and she pushed it off over his shoulders to reveal his chest.

She reared back from him, far enough that he had to let his hand drop, he realised what she wanted and he helped her push the rest of his shirt off. Then he leant back on his elbows and languished in the feeling of the most beautiful woman he'd ever known, ogling his chest without a hint of subtlety.

'Mmm,' Sakura said, seemingly unintentionally and her cheeks flushed. 'Sorry Naruto … just … God you're so fucking hot.'

He laughed lowly and trailed his fingers up her thighs, enjoying the warmth of her bare skin under his, until his fingers were resting at her hip. He ran a slow circle around her hip bone and swallowed a groan as Sakura's eyes flickered closed for just a millisecond at his touch.

'I think after all this time Sakura,' he said with a soft smile. 'We're allowed to just stop and drink in things we've only ever dreamed about being real.'

Sakura smirked, drawing a circle over his chest with her fingers before pushing him down and lowering so her body was pressed into his, the swell of her full breasts against his chest as glorious as he'd always imagined.

'Had lots of dreams of me in my underwear have you Naruto?' she teased as she kissed softly up to his ear from his jaw. 'I feel objectified.'

The complaint was lost in a soft moan as he squeezed her ass lovingly, caressing her lips with his as her fingers once again meshed into his hair and his cradled the back of her head, their bodies rolling together to spread fresh shocks of pleasure through their bodies.

'If I told you about all the dreams I've had about you in your underwear and less Sakura,' he teased, loving the shudder of approval running through her body as he continued to squeeze and rub her ass. 'We'd be here all night.'

Sakura laughed and peppered his mouth and jaw with pecks. 'Yeah … guilty, and I'd offer to tell you some of mine but, well … you're distracting me.'

He chuckled and gave her ass another squeeze. 'You don't seem too broken up about being distracted Sakura,' he said.

'Mmm,' she said, kissing him again, the repeated kissing pushing letting him push every fibre of the relief he felt at finally being able to just kiss her as much as he wanted into her and making her return it more and more eagerly each time her impossible soft lips met his.

Cus God, Sakura's lips were like ambrosia. Kissing her was akin to a religious experience, he felt like just touching her body was him at prayer and he had no intention of stopping praying any time soon.

'You're very good at distracting me,' she said her lips dragging down his jaw to his neck, her body pushing him further into the mattress as she ground against him, earning herself some very deep groans as her sex rubbed against his still covered length. 'Like, you've been so good at it, I'd forgotten someone here is still half dressed.'

'We should do something about that,' Naruto growled, tucking his fingers below the part of Sakura's panties that covered her ass and cupping the whole thing with his palm before squeezing her. The warmth of her bare ass in his hand making his soul sing. 'Shouldn't we?'

Sakura groaned into his neck and nodded eagerly. 'Fuck yes we should.'

Fuck it was hot to hear her swear like that. He'd always kinda found it attractive to hear her swear in general but when it was with such need? Damn.

He didn't have long to enjoy it though, Sakura refocusing his attention to her hands and thighs as she shifted down his lap and while one hand tickled down his stomach with its path to his belt, the other was rubbing along his covered erection, her face lost in arousal and wonder until she lifted to look at his face and she blushed.

Probably because she could feel the need he was emanating from his very soul as she rubbed at his cock through his clothes.

'Naruto,' she said softly, her hand still rubbing him, and she shifted in her panties, the wet patch spreading out a little more until he could feel how wet she was against his leg.

'Yeah Sakura?' he whispered, chewing his lip while she stroked him delicately. 'You okay?'

'The way you're looking at me,' she said softly, the hand at his belt stilling over the buckle.

'You don't like it?' he asked, lifting up to caress her chin, pulling her in closer for a delicate kiss.

'I love it,' she sighed back. 'I'm sorry, I just wasn't … expecting how hot it would be to be looked at like that by you …'

'Like what?' he murmured, tasting her lips again.

'Like you want me like you've never wanted anything more in your life,' Sakura whispered into the continued kissing. 'Like … like you wanna throw me on the bed and fuck me until we break it.'

Had he mentioned how much he liked it when she swore?

'I like when you swear like that,' Naruto said.

She whined happily as his hands went to her breasts, rubbing his thumbs over the slightest hint of her hardened nipples and then she panted as he pulled her forward so she could feel how hard he was again, and rained soft, sucking kisses over the tops of her breasts, earning more happy panting.

'Why?' she asked distractedly, lost in his touch and kisses.

Which he used to loop his arm around her back to her bra strap, one hand still teasing her nipple through the sexy bra as he kissed the top of her other breast, running his tongue along the creamy skin and delighting in every approving grunt or sigh Sakura gave him.

'Because,' he said, his fingers releasing the clasp of her bra, before turning them and flipping Sakura onto her back with a huff of surprised air before he was on top of her, kissing and grinding against her again. 'It makes me want to fuck you until we break the bed.'

'Naruto,' she groaned, her hands coming up to rest on his chest, her head leaning back with his hungry kisses.

Her bra fell forward on her arms, the frilly fabric resting against his chest and when Naruto leant back from her, he took the flimsy thing with him, glancing down …

And … The world stopped.

Sakura's breasts were perfect.

No, really. He couldn't find words more accurate to describe them. They were perfect from the full swell that would rest enticingly in his palm to her rock hard pink nipples that he longed to suck and lick until Sakura lost her mind to it.

He reached down to reverently cup one, brushing the hardened nipple with his thumb, earning a groan of approval from the woman beneath him. Her lips finding his cheek as her perfect breasts jiggled wonderfully with the movement.

'I know you're a boob guy Naruto,' she whispered excitedly, a hint of amusement seeping through her clear arousal. She kissed his cheek again. 'And trust me, I fucking love how you literally froze now you've seen them, I'm very flattered honestly. But, if you don't … oh. Oh Naruto!'

He pinched her nipple, twiddling it between his thumb and fingers and brought his lips down to worship her breasts with kisses and licks, Sakura eagerly tugging his head down as she pushed him face first into her chest.

'Ohhh,' she moaned as he sucked on her nipple hungrily, her whole body wrapping around him as he flicked his tongue over it again and again, pinching and worrying her other nipple with the same intensity and speed, he groaned into her skin and pushed away all his thoughts.

Because if he didn't focus on his hands, his mouth and Sakura's skin, he'd stop to take in the gravity of what was happening and … he didn't want to stop long enough to take that in. He'd much rather spend that valuable time touching her.

'More,' she moaned, her body pushing up into his below him with such desperation it made his whole groin ache in response. 'Naruto, more.'

And when she was saying things like that … fuck, it wasn't hard to push everything else out.

He sucked her nipple again, Sakura rewarding him with more moans, only to gift him even more as he brought his fingers to a stop over her other nipple and stroked purposeful circles around the stiff bud, flicking it at the completion of every circle.

He snaked his fingers over her nipple and down to the curve of her breast, tickling the swell delicately and noting away the huffs of breathy laughter Sakura was trying to hide by burying her face into his hair just how much she liked that.

Another suck and Sakura's grip on his hair pulled him into her warmth harder and she moaned so low and long it curled his toes in pure sexual pride. The woman of his dreams was moaning like that and he was only at her nipples.

'Oh Godddddddddd,' she moaned into his hair. Taking in large gulps of air which only forced her boobs further into his face and hands.

Fuck he'd never known how badly he'd needed to hear that until he had.

He kissed across her breast, smirking as her breathing hitched as he kissed over nibble marks he'd not noticed he'd left and as his lips suckled around her other nipple his left hand traced down Sakura's stomach until it was dancing along her waistline.

'Naruto,' she breathed, her fingers resting against the back of his neck, scratching lightly as she planted kisses into his skull and she panted at each nibble and suck of her nipple and breast.

He pulled back to look her in the eyes as his fingers rested on her panties, tickling along her waist gently enough to make the pinkette smile around her next moan.

Though with his touch stilled on her, Sakura opened her eyes, lust seeping out of her gaze and when she looked down to his waiting hand, she bit her lip, smiled slowly and pulled him up to kiss his lips possessively.

The kiss was intense, even more than before, the extra charge of knowing what it felt like to touch her naked body firing him on all cylinders that he barely remembered to force out the question.

'Sakura?' he tapped her panties around her hip bone and tried to keep the whine of need out of his voice as their tongue ran over each other languidly. 'Can …'

'Please,' she groaned, her hand cupping his cheek and stroking as she kept him in place so she could keep kissing him. She pulled back so their foreheads were resting against each other and all he could see was her stunning green eyes.

'Touch me.'

So he did.

Sakura groaned into the kiss as his fingers glided down her panties, a single finger leading a path to the centre of the wet spot and then he began to stroke up and down, in slow deliberate motions that made the woman under his touch groan and writhe against him, making his already painfully hard dick throb and ache against his pants.

Bringing another finger to Sakura's heat, he rubbed gently, relishing each desperate shudder he felt through her sublime body and every gaspy pant into his mouth, the kissing slowing down so she could focus on how good his fingers could make her feel.

'Oh God,' she moaned, her fingers balling against his chest, pressing herself into him and burying her face in his neck, the muffled moaning only spurring his fingers to go faster until Sakura's moans grew erratic and she started to buck against his hand. 'Feels so good Naruto.'

He watched entranced as Sakura's whole body convulsed against him and her body fell against his, messily pressing kisses into his neck, panting and groaning the first syllable of his name before giving it up and making vowel sounds.

And still he rubbed, spreading her pussy lips teasingly before tracing up and down again, his hand moving faster and faster as Sakura's breathing hitched and she moaned loudly into his skin and she tried in vain to reach out to stroke his cock.

'Gonna,' she moaned, her hips bucking more and more wildly as his fingers kept their steady, determined pace. 'Oh God, Naruto, I'm gonna … ohhhhhhhh.'

Fuck. She was gonna cum. He was gonna make Sakura cum. Fucking hell.

He sped his rubs up, searching desperately for her clit to make her feel even better, his fingers aggressively hunting for the bundle of nerves until Sakura let out a strangled cry and her arms, which had looped around his back and neck tightened and she pulled her whole body against his arm and chest.

Naruto rubbed the bundle over and over, switching from up and down rubs to circles as the most beautiful woman he'd ever known moaned for him, clinging to his body, squashing her breasts into his chest, her nipples grazing him where they rubbed and then her hips rocked haltingly and he watched with hooded eyes as Sakura's mouth fell open in a silent scream and she shuddered through what couldn't be anything other than her orgasm.

First of many, many more.

His hand was damp when he pulled it away from her soaked panties and the enormity of what he'd just done hit him like a freight train.

'Mmmm,' Sakura mewled, nestling into his body and breathing heavily, her breasts rising and falling mesmerizingly, making his mouth water as he wondered how long Sakura would need to rest before he could start touching her again.

'You made me cum,' Sakura giggled breathlessly. Her voice was slightly far away and she seemed to not be entirely aware she was talking out loud. 'Means I can't be dreaming. I never get to cum in my dreams. Dream you is so much stingier.'

He blushed at that and kissed her delicately, loving the smile that formed against his lips as the pinkette wrapped her body around him some more.

Which was torturing his fully sensitive dick, the feel of her body rubbing against his sending shockwaves of pleasure so intense he had to close his eyes. Something he desperately didn't want to do. He hadn't longed to see Sakura in post-orgasmic bliss for half his life to miss it now goddammit.

But the pinkette wasn't just letting him lie there as she came back to Earth, the fact that she was kinda lost to sensation doing wonders for his ego and horniness, she was already moving, her hands tickling lightly down his abs to rest at his belt buckle.

'You're still wearing pants,' she said, her tone disapproving and making him ache. 'No fair Naruto.'

She looked him in the eyes and he realised what was about to happen.

'Can I?'

Fuck me sideways, he thought intensely as Sakura smiled enticingly at him.

He didn't trust his mouth so he just nodded. She smiled serenely at him and while one hand undid his belt buckle and then his belt, the other was at the back of his neck again pulling him down to a slow, ecstatically pleased kiss that made his whole brain set on fire.

'Naruto?' she murmur-asked against his lips as her other hand was popping loose the button on his pants. 'Can I ask you something?'

'Sakura you are literally taking off my pants,' he almost laughed, but her fingers were pulling down his zip and he couldn't take enough brain function away from where her fingers were to laugh. 'You could literally ask me anything right now and I'd tell you.'

She chuckled and kissed him gently. 'Okay well … is it weird that this doesn't feel weird? Like … I've wanted this so badly for so long … and now I'm actually able to touch you … to kiss you … that you can touch me like that.'

Sakura shuddered against him and it did wonderful things to her breasts, making them quiver and him ache as the vibration ran through his body.

'Fuck, I love that you made me cum with just your fingers,' she dipped her head to kiss his neck and when she found his pulse he moaned softly as she sucked on it.

Her hand pushed down his now loose pants until his rock hard dick was barely covered by his boxers, a wet spot spreading from where his tip was straining the fabric. She ran her fingers over his shaft and his brain nearly exploded.

'Sakura,' he murmured, bringing his hand round to play with her nipples idly, earning a slow smirk of pleasure against his neck. 'You were asking a question?'

'Sorry, got distracted by all of well, you,' she said sheepishly, pulling back from his neck and her fingers pausing back above his boxer's waistline. 'Is it weird that this just feels … I don't know …?'

'Natural?' Naruto offered because honestly, he'd expected to feel weirder about all of this too.

Good weird he thought, letting his eyes rake over Sakura's almost naked body and felt the needy groan bubble in his throat at her hand so close to his dick, all while Sakura was smiling shyly at him.

Definitely good weird.

But when he actually stopped to let the moment hit him he'd found that, well, it wasn't weird. It was just where they'd always been going towards and honestly, if anything he felt kinda silly for not getting here years ago.

'Yeah,' Sakura said with a slight blush. 'Like maybe we should have been doing stuff like this for like … ever?'

Naruto chuckled softly and kissed Sakura's ready mouth again, lovingly, possessively and he swallowed the gentle breath of approval. 'Yeah. Guess we have some humble pie to eat later huh?'

Sakura ran her fingers over his shaft, tickling up from his base to his tip and shrugged smugly. 'That sounds like something to worry about when we're done, and we're not done right?'

A moment's uncertainly flickered in Sakura's eyes but he kissed it away, playing with her nipple until she was smiling into the soft kiss and only stopped his fingers when she went to deepen the kiss.

'Not even close,' he whispered. Running a hand up through her hair and pressing his lips against her neck, breathing in the scent of her arousal mixed with her body lotion and fuck, it was the best thing he'd ever smelt in his entire fucking life. 'Help me get these pants off please, Sakura.'

Sakura's eyes lit ablaze and he watched the delight run through her and the hand that had been teasing his dick left it to start pushing down his pants, her other hand coming down as she glided into a better angle and within a few seconds, the two of them were lain on the bed in their underwear.

But Sakura didn't stop at his pants, stroking along his shaft with her fingers, she positioned herself so she was straddling his thighs, the moonlight now backlighting her into the sexiest silhouette he could ever imagine as she gave him one last questioning look, her fingers tucked under the hem of his boxers.

Their eyes met and he nodded, a nervous and excited smile from the pinkette the only warning he got before she peeled back his boxers and his previously straining member popped out in full view of her.

He throbbed as he took in the vision that was an almost naked Sakura Haruno staring at his dick, her bottom lip between her teeth and her eyes burning with desire. She licked her lip absently and his whole body throbbed with approval.

Then Sakura went and said something that made the whole situation that little bit sexier.

'You're so big,' she whispered, her tone drenched in shock and lust. 'Oh my God.'

She reached out to rub her hand up from his base to his tip and Naruto nearly swallowed his tongue as her fingers tickled his tip, her other hand divesting him of his boxers, him clumsily lifting his legs so she could peel them off him and throw them away.

'I knew you had to be big Naruto,' she muttered, her lips getting closer and closer to his bobbing head and she mewled as she lay down on the bed. 'When I felt you this morning but actually seeing you … God.'

Naruto would wonder if Sakura was aware she was clearly thinking out loud, and he'd tease her about it, but right now all the blond could think about was Sakura's lips getting ever closer to his leaking tip and every teenaged fantasy he'd ever had coming true in real time.

He didn't even have the wherewithal to acknowledge that Sakura had definitely felt his hard dick against her ass this morning, her hands were already pumping his shaft and cradling his balls, her head titled and in a moment that seemed to take forever in Naruto's mind, the pinkette sighed and her full lips pressed into his tip.

'Fuck,' he hissed as the suckling kiss was followed with another, higher and covering more of him as Sakura's steady pumping made his cock quiver in her hand and when her tongue came out to give him a testing lick over the slit of his head, Naruto groaned.

Words escaped him, his entire focus was locked on the image of Sakura's mouth suckling around his tip and down his shaft, her eyes drifting closed as she placed gentle and long kisses all over him.

She flicked her head to the side, her long pink hair falling over her back and away from her face as she continued her ministrations. She sucked on his shaft with a low, throaty moan and her eyes flicked open to meet his and he saw the question in her mind as she paused, her lips still gracing his dick.

Her fingers tickled his base and Naruto groaned, his hand reaching out for her body instinctively and Sakura sighed against him and with a barely there smirk, she closed her eyes and gave his tip a long, wet kiss that made Naruto's brain go pop.

She was too far out to grab at, he wanted to squeeze her ass or at least hold her leg as she continued, he didn't know why but the need to be touching her was so prominent in his mind it was actively bothering him that she seemed to be deliberately out of range.

Then she leant up, her mouth hovering above the very top of his dick and she let out a happy little sigh, dipping her head to his base and she ran her whole tongue up the length of him, flicking at his weeping tip when she reached the top of him and kissed the precum greedily.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief and arousal and her lips covered more of his tip, her tongue swirling around his sensitive glans and sending his head reeling as pleasure rocketed down to his balls and back up to his brain as he felt his eyes almost roll into his head and he groaned out.

'Sakura-chan, fuck, that feels so fucking good.'

She paused, her chest pressed into his thigh quivering as she stared at him, naked lust overflowing from her. She lifted her glorious mouth from his dick and in a husky whisper. 'Say it again.'

'Sakura?' he asked, the sparks behind his eyes slowly clearing as he took in the way Sakura was watching him, the movements of her body almost feline as she dipped her head to his base again and licked a small circle where it met his balls, her palm rubbing over his aching tip and he groaned again.

'Say my name again Naruto,' her voice almost breathless with unrestrained arousal. 'Say my name like you used to.'

Her tongue ran up him again, the same mind-ending pleasure consuming him until Sakura's lips swallowed up his tip and she sucked on him hard.

'Sakura-chan,' he groaned longingly. 'Sakura-chan, Sakura-chan.'

She moaned around his dick and with little more of a shift of her weight Sakura's head began to bob down, her lips swallowing more and more of his dick with each bob of her head. Sucking harder and harder as he kept panting out her name, his hand coming to rest on her shoulders and playing with her silky soft hair only appearing to spur her on as she sped up faster and faster, her tongue swirling and covering him as she swallowed him up and moaned hungrily around his shaft.

Her lips damn near touched his base, a long sultry moan throbbing through his entire dick and the pressure built quickly telling him it wouldn't be long.

He had to warn her, it wouldn't … fuck he couldn't think clear enough as to why he had to warn her, not with her blessed mouth and tongue on his dick, sucking him so hard it was like she wanted him to explode, the twist of her head as she went down making his hips buck and her moaning increased as his hand fell to the bed and he balled up the bedding beneath his grip.

He thrusted further into Sakura's mouth and she only sucked more, harder and with more enthusiasm as he felt his dick quiver in the bliss that was her mouth and he only had enough time to gasp out her name before he felt his release fire up his shaft.

'Sakura-chan!'

But it was too late and as he emptied himself into her mouth, Sakura kept sucking, swallowing down everything of him she could and once the spasms of pleasure and relief ran through him she kept sucking, eager to take as much as he could give her and then whatever else she could get.

He flopped rather gracelessly to the mattress, panting heavily and only vaguely aware Sakura was disentangling herself from his crotch by the sigh of utter satisfaction and smugness that she let out as she gave him playful licks over his spent and tingling cock.

It wasn't so much painful, her wonderful tongue licking over him, but it wasn't as nice as it was before and Sakura seemed to get the memo and stopped. Her body resting against his, her breasts tantalising against his chest and filling his vision when he looked down at the woman almost lying on top of him.

'Hi,' she grinned sinfully and climbed up him to kiss his open mouth pointedly. He let her tongue slide over his and captured her ass with his right hand, squeezing it hard enough to make Sakura groan and shiver mid-kiss.

'Hi,' he gasped back amusedly. 'Sorry I couldn't warn you in time. I kinda couldn't talk.'

Sakura shrugged and kissed along his jaw delicately. 'It's fine, spitters are quitters.'

He stared open mouthed at her smirking, blushing face and gave her ass another squeeze that got a pleased hum out of her. And more kisses. Her fingers tracing patterns over his chest as she continued to shower him with affection.

'You're so fucking hot Sakura-chan,' he murmured, dipping his head to catch her lips in a long kiss that the pinkette immediately deepened and melted into. 'And if you give me like … five minutes I'll show you I'm not a quitter either.'

Sakura's cheeks burnt against his a little and he felt the giddy bend of her lips against his. 'Lucky me.'

They lay there, kissing and lightly touching, Naruto's hand never far from her ass and her lips constantly on his skin and mouth. It was heaven and exactly what he needed to let his brain reset and help him run on more than pure lust.

Her hand had been dipping down again, probably to his hardening dick, when he caught her at the wrist and gently held her hand on his chest.

She looked at him curiously, all doubt that she was allowed to touch him however she wanted gone, much like any lingering nervousness he'd had about letting his hands rest on any part of her heavenly body. 'Too soon Naruto?'

Insatiable woman, his brain purred eagerly.

'It's not that,' he said softly, lifting his fingers to her chin, tipping her head back so their eyes met and he saw the warmth and tenderness swirling in her pretty green eyes. 'I just wanna ask you something?'

Sakura snorted and kissed his chin. 'Ask away, I'm literally hiding nothing from you anymore.'

He gave her body a very obvious and very appreciative once over and earned himself a playful nibble along his chin and gave her ass another slow squeeze. 'Why did me calling you Sakura-chan, you know, do that to you?'

She stilled, her expression going shy and the radiant smile from before turning into a little grin as she kinda hid the majority of her face into his chest, so only her green eyes and flowing hair could be seen.

'It's what you used to call me …' she said quietly, her palm spreading over his chest and tucking to his side as she hugged him loosely. 'When we were kids.'

He nodded, rubbing her ass and pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. 'I know, I'm sorry I stopped, but … did it turn you on or something?'

'It always turned me on,' Sakura whispered, pressing her lips into his chest and looking away from his eyes. 'I loved you calling me Sakura-chan, it made me tingle and my stomach flip-flop and when you started filling out and your voice got lower it … well, it …'

'It made you wet,' he said softly, letting his fingers run over the curve of her ass to rub along the underside and along her inner thigh, his fingers not long enough to reach her sex but he didn't need to, her panties were so soaked he knew she was dripping already.

'Yeah,' she gasped, his hand so low on her clearly sending shivers of something through her as she smiled into his skin and tried to lift her body closer to his fingers. 'Still does.'

Well, that settled that.

He was calling her Sakura-chan again. Though now he might save it just for when he wanted to turn her on. Couldn't be turning her on all the time, she'd get used to it and damn if he didn't like the idea of being able to whisper that in her ear and leave her horny as fuck. He wondered if she'd been this horny since their breakfast at his place before she'd left?

It would explain a lot to be honest.

'I think we have a lot to talk about Sakura-chan,' he murmured into her cheek as he pecked a slow kiss against the heated flesh and he opened his eyes to find her intense gaze waiting for him and he smiled slowly. 'A lot to talk about.'

'Yeah,' Sakura said with a small nod. 'Okay, now or …?'

Naruto put a finger to her lips and shook his head. 'Later, I've only got one question for you right now.'

Her eyes were wide and inviting and like every other inch of her, stunningly beautiful. 'What?'

'Did you pack condoms?'

'Yes,' she said, her voice dripping.

'Where are they?' he rolled her onto her back, moving himself between her spreading legs and ground his rigid length against her barely covered sex, relishing the feel of the soaked fabric against his tip and shaft as he rubbed against her pussy. Eking out eager little pants from the woman beneath him.

'Case,' she breathed. 'Inner pocket.'

She arched against his chest while he dragged himself down her body, kissing her breasts and nipples absently as he passed them, his hands massaging down her sides and over her thighs to cup her ass and squeeze in one long continuous motion, not stopping until her soaked panties were against his lips.

She trembled as he gave her pussy a slow deliberate lick, letting his tongue twiddle against her clit to the chorus of gaspy pants from Sakura before nuzzling her lips.

'Mmm, good,' he purred, placing a kiss against the sodden mess and slid down the bed, letting his thumb rub down over her clit and spreading her lips to a cacophony of little moans. 'Stay here and I'll be right back.'

'Uh huh,' was all Sakura said as she arched up on the bed, the look on her face belonging in a porno.

Or his best dreams.

Fuck.

He felt her eyes burn into his back as he found her case in front of the dresser and tried to resist the urge to just rip the damn thing open.

The case flipped open effortlessly and Naruto didn't even stop to look down at the contents, he couldn't care less what Sakura was gonna be wearing tomorrow, if he had his way she wouldn't wear clothes ever again unless solely for the purpose of him ripping her out of them.

He fished out a pack of condoms, one of many he found with a chuckle, remembering to tease Sakura about that later and in the moonlight he could make out the brand of condoms he always got for himself.

Thin feel really was the best way to go if you asked him and he brought the whole little box over to the bed with him.

Teasing her about it left his mind entirely as he lifted and he was met with the sort of view that he'd longed for since he could ever remember thinking about sex.

Sakura Haruno, in her soaked panties, her legs spread welcomingly as she lay on a double bed, staring at him with want and lust in her eyes. Her fingers rubbing over her nipple idly as she stared at him.

Fuck. If younger him could see this.

'Naruto,' she beckoned.

He was back between her legs in moments, the box left by her foot as he dived towards her core lips first.

'Mmmmmm,' she mewled as his lips devoured hers through her panties, his tongue flitting out to spread them slightly and delving into her, pushing her panties in just a little before he kissed his way up to her clit hungrily. 'Naruto, fuck.'

Her fingers came to his hair, scratching lightly, encouragingly at his scalp as he rolled his tongue against her covered sex and moaned into her, pressing more searing kisses against her.

Running his tongue up her, Naruto scraped his fingers up over her ass, squeezing and grazing to the sound of her encouraging moans and without even looking up, the roll of her hips enough consent for him, he dragged her ruined panties down over her ass and groaned in the back of his throat as wet, dark pink curls revealed themselves to him as he stripped Sakura bare.

She was a goddess. Her whole fucking body was a gift from the gods and if she let him, he'd spend every waking moment he had left worshiping at her altar.

Her legs lifted and she giggled as her panties clung to her in a vain attempt to stay, but he flung them to the side once he'd got them to her toes and before Sakura could do much more than blush at him …

Naruto was on her.

'Oh fuck, Naruto!'

He lapped at her, his tongue delving into her folds with abandon, licking circles into her so deep he didn't stop until his nose was grazing her clit. Her legs went to wrap around his head but he held them down to the bed by wrapping his arms around her thighs so firmly all Sakura could do was buck her hips into his face enough that his tongue reached even deeper into her.

'Nah-' she groaned loudly when he moaned into her sex and her body collapsed down and she moaned wordlessly into the air as he devoured her.

She tasted as sweet as he'd always imagined, and he couldn't stop tasting her, you couldn't make him stop as he licked his way out of her to more pants of approval as he spread her legs wider and his lips found her throbbing clit, sucking on the bundle of nerves gently but Sakura moaned like he'd done it as hard as he could.

He circled her clit with his tongue in fast, hard licks and pulled her jutting hips closer and closer to his face, letting the roll of them guide his head and when he started to feel Sakura's rolls get sporadic, the moaning pitching higher and higher, the bedding bunching up above him …

He pulled back with a slow kiss over her clit and a low chuckle at the anguished groan from Sakura, her body clearly on the brink of release.

'Asshole,' she hissed at him. The venom replaced with wanton need. 'Get your glorious face back down there and finish me off.'

Mmm, he liked when she talked like that, it was as hot as when she swore. They'd explore that later. But right now …

He lifted up, kissing his way up Sakura's thigh to keep her distracted until his free hand could reach for the mercifully still close box of condoms.

Sakura's eyes opened, already burning with lust fuelled frustration but zeroed in on his free hand holding a little shining red square and she breathed deeply, her whole heaven blessed body quivering before him before she bit her lip and met his eyes.

A flicker of vulnerability in her gaze that faded as he smiled lovingly at her and placed a soft kiss against her lifted leg.

'Are you ready Sakura-chan?' he asked, his tone serious despite the giddy little shock he felt run through his body at the tremor the name caused in her. His throbbing manhood resting above her fluttering pussy aching to fill her, finally. 'And are you sure?'

She rolled her body, a slow smile spreading over her face as his eyes demanded he pay attention to how every glorious muscle she had begged him to take her. But he needed to hear her say it.

He needed to.

'Yes,' Sakura said, her smile brighter than he thought he'd ever seen it and she reached up to stroke his arm until their fingers were entwining on their own. 'I've been ready for years.'

'Me too,' he chuckled, squeezing her fingers.

He ripped open the condom wrapper and was pushing it over his tip and down without taking his eyes off Sakura's smiling face.

'Hurry,' she said quietly, blissfully as she inched closer to him, her lips so close to his covered cock he could feel the heat coming off her. 'Naruto, please.'

He fully unrolled the condom and wasted no time in rubbing his abused tip down Sakura's slit.

'Ohmygod,' she hissed desperately, her hips bucking absently as he stroked back up until his tip bumped her clit and she gasped. 'In. Now.'

Naruto didn't need telling twice.

He dragged his dick down her lips and with relief pouring off of him and into Sakura, he felt her welcome him inside of her, greedily pulling him deeper and deeper into her core and he had to grit his teeth and slam his eyes closed as his brain screamed its approval.

Sakura's mouth was a silent scream when his eyes finally opened, her head pressing into the bed beneath them and her fingers scratching along his shoulders, which he hadn't noticed them doing as he'd got so low their chests were almost touching.

Their eyes met, half-lidded and foggy but clarity words could never manage passed between them and for the first time in his life, Naruto started thrusting into Sakura.

Her body rolled with the thrust, a sultry, quiet moan trickling past her lips as she tried to roll her hips to meet each of his slow thrusts but she didn't seem able to. Each little graceless bump colliding, still feeling amazing but not as good as they both instinctually knew it could.

He'd go slow to start, let them find the rhythm. They had the time to do that now. They had all the time in the world.

They moved together, pleasure rushing through his every nerve ending as Sakura's rocking hips slowed to finally match his pace and once they'd found the flow of their lovemaking, Sakura moaned continuously, panting and gasping as he went deep and slowly inside her and then again when he pulled back.

She clung to him, her arms wrapped firmly around his neck and her thighs pinned his hips, keeping his whole body pressed into hers and they rolled together slowly, each peal of pleasure between them weathered like a wave beating against sand.

Words were spoken, Naruto wasn't sure if it was him, her or both of them saying them but he didn't care.

All he cared about was feeling Sakura's body around his, the nirvana that was being base deep in her and her loving every inch of him in her, their bodies keeping the rhythm they'd made together and their lips messily glancing over each other through the moans and pants.

He felt her clench around him and he buried his face into her neck as his hips sped up instinctively, the fluttering of her lips around his burrowing cock telling him it wouldn't be long until the orgasm he'd denied her would roar through her and take him to an early finish.

'Gonna,' she said, the first coherent word he'd heard for what felt like ever. And it made him pulse within her, resulting in another toe curling groan from his lover.

His lover. His. She was his.

The thought threatened to finish him as much as Sakura's fluttering sex, but he couldn't yet, not yet. He wanted to hold on as long as he could.

But with Sakura's movements getting hurried, her whole body rubbing against him, her walls sliding over his shaft and tip and her breasts and nipples squashing into his rolling chest … he didn't think he could hold on.

'Gonna cum!' Sakura gasped into his ear, her face burying into the side of his face as he clung onto his release for dear life as Sakura unravelled beneath him and around him.

Traitorous pressure built quickly in his shaft, his orgasm racing to match Sakura's, so Naruto did the only thing he could think to do to prolong the inevitable.

Pulling away from the kisses, Sakura whines of disapproval lost in her moans brought from her climax still shaking her bodily against him, Naruto planted his hands on either side of Sakura and as her legs loosened around his thrusting hips, he lifted so he was peering down at Sakura's pleasure wracked face.

'Naru-?' she breathed around the tail of her orgasm but when Naruto started to pound into her harder and quicker than before his name morphed as she flew into another. 'Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.'

The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the air and Naruto let his eyes close as he moaned openly, his head ducked as he poured everything he had into thrusting, his release swelling up to his tip and with two sporadic thrusts he could barely control … he came.

He collapsed onto Sakura, her own orgasm ripping through her as he wrapped around her and she moaned into his shoulder as she rode it out with him still in her. The rolls of her hips over his still throbbing head mind-breaking in their torturous pleasure.

They lay there, hugging loosely, their chests melding into one breath and fingers drawing idle patterns over any bit of skin they could reach as Naruto slowly felt the world return to him and he slipped out of Sakura to rest pressed against her quivering lips.

She ran her fingers through his hair and groaned happily when he shifted to kiss her sweetly.

Sakura returned the kiss, lips closed and her head lolling back against the forearm he'd looped behind her head at some point.

When her eyes opened she smiled dreamily at him and sighed. 'Hi,' she whispered.

'Hi,' he whispered back. Resting his forehead against hers. 'You okay?'

She breathed through her nose, tickling his lips and nodded against him. 'Never better. You?'

'Yeah,' he sighed, laughing gently and pressed a quick kiss to her smiling lips. 'I lov-'

He froze.

He was about to say 'I love you'.

After sex. God, how shitty would that be? Like a reward for letting him have sex with her? Gross. She deserved so much better than that. He'd do her the respect of telling her that tomorrow, when he wasn't laying on top of her naked and spent body.

She stared into his eyes, all openness and love and she quirked her eyebrow at him. 'There's something behind your eyes Naruto Uzumaki,' she said teasingly. 'Tell me.'

'It's nothing Sakura-chan,' he said, blushing and pressing what hoped was a distracting kiss into her neck.

She pushed his head back up and searched his expression, frowning slightly at him as he tried to keep the words out of his head, it felt like it was impossible, like his eyes were screaming it.

He didn't want his 'I love you' to come out like this, he just didn't. He wanted it to come out during a date, at a romantic restaurant or somewhere else ridiculously romantic. Sakura deserved that level of romance from him and he'd be damned if he didn't give her it.

Something in her eyes clicked and she sighed fondly. 'Oh, stupid man.'

'What?'

She cupped his cheek and rubbed her thumb over his cheekbone.

'I love you too Naruto,' she whispered before capturing his lips in a delicate kiss. 'I've always loved you, and I always will. I don't care if you say it first when we've just finished making love or if it's over toast in the morning. Because I love you Naruto Uzumaki, with every single piece of my soul.'

She stroked his chin tenderly and smiled serenely. 'I love you.'

He chuckled, shaking his head and groaned into the air. Damn wonderful woman, why had he ever worried about that? And why hadn't he seen it years ago.

Sakura watched him expectantly, the same smile lifting her beautiful mouth and fondness twinkling in her eyes.

Fuck it.

'I love you Sakura-chan,' he said confidently, purposefully as he cradled her face and held her close. 'I love you so damn much.'

'Mmm,' Sakura sighed and led him to roll off of her and onto his back, repositioning herself into his side as she snuggled in and let out a happy huff of air. 'Good, now I don't know about you but I need a nap. And then after we can … continue?'

She looked up at him bashfully, a little flicker of a smirk teasing at her lips before she buried her face in his chest to hide.

'Or talk, you know, cos we've got lots to talk about right?' she laughed nervously and peeked up from his chest with the same bashful smile.

He chuckled and stroked a circle over her back, eliciting a happy sigh from Sakura. 'I mean, you did bring all those condoms. Be a shame not to use them.'

Sakura blushed into his chest and poked him in the side. 'Hey, don't tease me, just be glad you didn't have to go hunting for one in just your boxers.'

He laughed again and they settled into a more comfortable position on the mattress. 'Yes Sakura-chan, sorry Sakura-chan.'

Her arm wrapped around his chest and she rested her head on his chest. 'Good boy, now let your girlfriend doze.'

His heart swelled at the word girlfriend and he kissed the top of her head.

'Wife,' he teased. 'Isn't that what you said you were?'

'Shut it, smartass.' Sakura jabbed him in the ribs where her hand was hooked under him. 'Hold me.'

He did, and he'd never felt more at peace in his entire fucking life.

'I love you Naruto,' she breathed sleepily, her leg wrapping over the one nearest to her, sighing contently as she nestled in against him. 'So much.'

He smiled and pressed a kiss against the top of her head, his arm wrapping her up to his side.

'And I love you,' he whispered. 'Sakura-chan.'

And then he fell asleep, with his Sakura-chan in his arms.