She had brought Sasuke back to her shoddy studio apartment. He took a seat on her plush bedding and waited for her to find what she so desperately needed. She had been raving about how she was sure her closet had a costume for this last minute invite they got from Naruto to go to a club.

"Do you really need one?" He asked while flopping down lazily to stare at her ceiling.

"Yes! It's a Halloween party. I need a costume!" She huffed from somewhere in the recesses of her walk-in closet. Coming out a couple minutes later holding a variety of clothing and accessories.

"Ok, ok I have cat ears and black clothes. I could be a cat? Or I have a yellow shirt and black pants…I could try to be a bee? Or…" she noticed his eyes drift to her old private school skirt she brought out with everything by accident. She had kept it for nostalgia purposes.

"Or…I could be a naughty schoolgirl?" His eyebrows lift in curiosity once he hears her. She took note of his interest.

"Hm. That's funny, I never pegged you for the schoolgirl type, Sasuke." She gave him a smug look.

The light blush that settled on his cheeks had given him away.

"Tch. It's not my type, but you are and I wouldn't mind seeing it on you." He said looking back at the ceiling, bored. She knew he was trying to be aloof. She had been dating him for a year now, and had been friends with him for forever. They had gone to different schools in highschool but still remained friends. She realizes he had probably never seen her in her old uniform.

Sakura went back to her closet and came out five minutes later. She had put her hair into a high pony, throwing a low cut tank top with a black cardigan, black thigh high socks, and of course her old green and red plaid uniform skirt. That hit her mid thigh now. She came out and waited for him to look at her. Once he did she wanted to remember the hungry look in his eyes forever. He was not always vocal about what he wanted sexually but she could gather enough from his body language.

His eyes roved over her costume choice, he sat up on her bed now.

"I'm ready- let's go." She said making her way to the bedroom door. He glided over to her, stopping her from opening the door by placing a hand firmly on her hip bone. Got him.

"What? Something wrong?" She asked innocently.

Without warning another hand went to grope one of her tits teasing a nipple he could feel peeking through her bra. His other hand gripped her ass over the skirt. His hand glided down and under until he stopped abruptly.

"Sakura…what the hell? Where are your panties?"

She then makes her move, turning around and quickly grasping the hand that had been under her skirt, successfully pinning him to the wall. Although Sasuke was taller and generally stronger than her, if she took him by surprise she was able to pull this type of thing off.

She steps up onto her toes getting close to the side of his face. She breathes hotly against his neck and angles her mouth so she can whisper into his ear, which she knows is a sensitive spot for him.

"Let's play a game." She reaches her free hand low and grips his hard on through his pants stroking him slowly up and down.

"Let's pretend we are strangers tonight. You don't know me. I don't know you. If you can hold out and not give away we are together…" She grasped the hand she had pinned and guided it under her skirt to her slit, moving his fingers along her slick.

"You can get this. If not…you can't. Deal?" She moved away from him and straightened out her outfit from him feeling her up.

She looked back at him as she went to open her door to go to the entryway of her apartment. Her resolve weakened substantially at the sight of him. He was still pinned to her wall, his entire face and neck flushed. She noticed his chest heaving and his erection incredibly visible through his dark jeans.

"Let's go." She nodded her head slightly to urge him to follow her. He ran his fingers through his hair to fix the mess she made while pinning him, and put his hands in his pant pockets brushing past her to go to the car.

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They arrived a block away from the club and he stopped the car.

"Get out." This was the first thing he said to her since leaving her apartment. He reached over her and glanced at her obvious cleavage as he opened the passenger door.

"What?" She squeaked out.

"The game starts here. If I don't know you, why would I pull up with you?" She clenched her thighs at his questioning. She liked him like this.

Sakura got out of the car and began walking up the sidewalk to the venue. She noticed Naruto at the back of the line to get in. He waved her down.

"Sakura! Get in line. Oi, where's the bastard?" He asks looking around her. She had to think of something to throw him off without worrying him too much.

"We had a fight, we'll be fine, I just need to cool down. He will be here…we decided to come separately." Not her best lie.

"Ok…" He glanced her up and down.

"What's your costume supposed to be?" He gives her a weird look.

"Naughty school girl." She feels silly for wearing this costume now, if this is how she was going to have to explain it.

Naruto and her end up getting through the line and walking into the club. She goes to the bar and gets a drink. Taking note of Naruto lingering by the door for his date and Sasuke. Sasuke comes in five minutes later, along with Naruto's date. The three of them sit in a booth close to the dance floor. The whole club is bouncing with lights, the reverberations of the music, and the countless sweaty bodies on the floor dancing to Halloween themed club music.

She makes eye contact with him from across the way. She looks away quickly, feeling her cheeks warm at his hungry gaze. One of his arms is resting on top of the booth while he sips his drink with his other hand. Naruto and his date are in their own world of whispers and under the table grabs.

Sakura faces forward and finishes her drink. She decides to be cheeky and dance. She goes to the epicenter of the dance floor and joins in with the crowd. After a few songs she finds herself being surrounded by a group of guys trying to chat her up, she was not having it. One of them gets a little handsy and right when she is about to slap this fucker in the face Sasuke comes out of left field and pushes him halfway across the floor. It goes unnoticed by most people assuming they were just going too hard. The other guys in his group follow after him.

Sasuke and her stand still with bodies jostling all around them, she looks at him eager to see if she will win this game.

"Looked like you were going to knock his lights out, I didn't want you to be kicked out before I could get to know you." Oh ok, smooth enough.

"Care to dance?" She says as a new song starts playing. She grasped his hand and pulled him more into the center of the floor.

He eyes her warily. She knew he hated these types of places, how far could she push him?

She flips around and starts grinding up on him. He slowly gets into a rhythm with her as he places his hand on each side of her hips. She feels him lean down and speak into her ear.

"Are you a slut for every stranger or did I get lucky?" Fucking hell, he was not going to win. Her resolve was weakening with everything he was doing.

She gets even closer to him and presses her ass into his groin with increased vigor. She feels his grip tighten at her hips. She drops to the floor in front of him and slowly inches her way back up in sync with the bass of the particular song. She flashes him a brazen peak of her ass and quickly fixes her skirt back before anyone else could see. They finish out this song, and she can feel his breathing behind her. She needed him, badly. He was right about her being a slut…but only for him .

The song finished and she turned around to look him in the eyes. She contemplates in her head for a moment but decides she is done with this game.

"Can you take me home Sasuke?" He gives her a confused look, she purposefully lost the game they were playing. She leans up and kisses him on his lips lightly testing him. He responds in kind and she slips her tongue in. She feels a tap on her shoulder.

"Gross get off the floor if you're going to do that! But yay you two made up!" It's Naruto with his date gearing up to dance to the next song.

"We're going to dip. See you later, loser." Sasuke grabs her hand and pulls her off the floor and towards the exit. "But you just got here like an hour ago bastard!" He calls after them.

The drive back to her apartment was agonizing. He looked way too relaxed for what she was feeling. She liked when he got possessive, he knew she could defend herself, but when he pushed that guy off her tonight she wanted to jump his bones on the floor.

They made it to her apartment complex parking lot. He parked and turned off the car.

"So this means I win, right?" He says as he looks straight ahead a hand still gripping the wheel.

"Yes." She replies quickly.

He turns to her and pulls her face to his and begins kissing her fervently, he wastes no time in putting his tongue in her mouth doing their familiar dance. Sakura unbuckles and without taking her lips off of his climbs out of her seat and onto his lap. She straddles him in the driver's seat. Noting how the windows are already fogging as she settles and closes her eyes. She hears him adjust his seat back so it lays flat.

She feels one of his hands snake to her ass and spank her leaving her cheek stinging in the most delicious way. She detaches from his face and pushes it to the side leaving scorching kisses along his neck and up to his ear, where she licks around the edge, moaning softly into it. She feels goosebumps prickle on his arms. Sakura grinds her cunt against his front. Hearing a low moan escape from him.

He moves his other hand to play with her pussy, putting a couple fingers in after feeling how wet she was. She leans into his touch. He separates their lips to softly whisper against her lips "You're soaking ."

She tries to get at his lips again but he abruptly pulls at her hair knowing she liked it rough. He takes the opportunity to kiss and bite up her slender neck.

After his assault on her neck that will surely leave angry marks she grinds down onto his hard cock. She tentatively unbuttons his dark jeans and pulls him out. She gives a few strokes making sure to give attention to his leaking tip.

He leans forward after a particularly hard stroke and bites into her shoulder unexpectedly.

"Ah!"

They move apart, she attempts to pull off her tank top and then begins unzipping her skirt. She feels him stop her with his searing hand.

"Keep it on."

She nods.

He brings his cock to her entrance and taps on it, Sakura helps guide him in and she sits abruptly down to take him all in.

He throws his head back onto his seat while clenching his teeth. She begins moving up and down at a leisurely pace.

Sasuke sits up after allowing this agonizing pace for too long. He places an arm onto the middle of her back to keep her steady as he begins thrusting into her each time hitting her hilt causing a pleasurable pain with each thrust. Sakura starts moaning wantonly, she has a hand that snaked its way into his hair to tug at it while he takes her.

"Fuck Sakura! You're such a fucking slut!"

She slaps him with less force than she would have that creep at the club, and he lets out a moan of pure ecstasy.

"Shit! Are you-are you close?" He asks losing his pace and pushing in and out of her erratically.

She snakes a hand between them to stimulate her clit, clenching her pussy around his cock.

"Mhm!" She manages.

He loses it before her writhing underneath, as he shoots his seed into her. Feeling the warmth of his cum filling her own orgasm, hard, open mouthed with her head thrown back.

They regulate their breathing and she slides his cock out of her. She quickly remembers she was not wearing panties and she has to walk all the way up to her apartment with his cum in her.

"I'm going to leak all the way up the stairs." She says crumpling at the realization.

"Fitting for your costume…" he says, lifting his ass off the seat to tuck himself back into his pants.

"Besides, don't act like you don't love having my cum drip out of you." He says snidely. He never spoke this crudely other than when they were intimate. During these instances she loved when he was needlessly foul.

They got themselves presentable enough to begin the trek up to her apartment. As they walked up she asked, "So did you have a good Halloween?"

He rolled his eyes at her. "What do you think?" Sakura feels his hand touch her inner thigh from behind, as she climbs another step, he collects some of their shared liquids that were now dripping out and proceeds to lick it off his fingers.

Her whole body burned for this man.