This is my newest story and I really hope you all will like it. It's basically going to be smut on top of smut... with a side of story... so be prepared for that! If you are underaged or not into that type of thing, then skip this one! You have been warned!

Updates will most likely be slow for this fic so I do want to apologize for that ahead of time, but just know that it's NOT because I'm giving up on this story! It's just because life is busy and I don't always have the time (or motivation) to write and edit! I want to make this one good, so that means that if I'm not at least somewhat happy with a chapter, then I won't be posting it until I am. I'm going to let you all know that I may be working on new snippets/one-shots in between chapters as well, so please don't get angry if I post one of those and not another chapter of this.

I was going to make this chapter one of the only "safe" (non-sex related) ones, since it was the first, buuuttt... that didn't happen. Sorry! (though secretly... I'm not really that sorry lol)

Comments are always welcome; so that I know if you're enjoying it or not! :)

Also, with it being an au, the characters will more than likely be OOC; so, if you don't like that, then this is probably not the fic for you. Anyway... let's get into it!


BANG! BANG! BANG!

The loud, reverberating knocks at her bedroom door caused the pink-haired teen to stir from her previously deep slumber, and feeling irritated at being awoken in such a manner, Sakura moaned softly as she threw her pillow over her head in an attempt at drowning out the deafening sounds of her mother's yammering. They were dulled only slightly, as her voice still managed to somehow penetrate through the soft, cushiony barrier that the young woman had placed against the obnoxiously loud noises; wishing for just a few more minutes of sleep. However, she knew that dream wouldn't be coming true this morning, for her mom's voice grew in intensity and shrillness as she began to shout even louder; the pounding on her door never ceasing in the slightest.

"Sakura Haruno, wake up this instant young lady or you're going to be late for your first meeting with the couple's therapist! She's not a patient woman you know!" It was a Saturday morning... and Sakura didn't want to wake up just yet, so she rolled to her side and closed her green eyes; wanting to fall back asleep. Though Sakura knew deep down that it would be a futile endeavor, for her mother continued with her onslaught and the pinkette began to fear that she might actually somehow manage to break down the door if she didn't try and intervene soon. Today was the one and only day out of her otherwise busy week that Sakura would be able to sleep in a little later than she normally did... but apparently, this Saturday was not going to be one of those days. She had actually completely forgotten about the meeting, if she was being honest... after the night she had with her boyfriend Sasuke. Sakura blushed a deep shade of red as memories of their coupling began to move across her closed eyelids; almost like some sort of movie was being playing back in her mind's eye, in a fast forward motion.

'Who in the world schedules a damn meeting on a Saturday anyway!? Ugh (sigh)... and how did it come to this? Me, Sakura Haruno... a young girl with a 4.0 GPA, a scholastic fucking champion and the top cheerleader on my squad... how did I get to a point in my life where I'm being forced to go and see a... couple's therapist? Oh yeah; it's because my family is always in my business and thinks I'm a damn pervert...' The young teen took her time in rousing from her prone position as the last layers of sleep left her system entirely. She moved into a seated position first, allowing her plush blankets to fall to her lap while she tried to rub the sleep away from her tired eyes before stretching her arms above her head. She then tossed her covers to the side before swinging her legs over the side of her bed. The loud pounding on her door was starting to give her a headache, and Sakura rolled her eyes as her mother's voice sounded again; though the barrier between them muffled her shrill complaints and made them into a more dull-sounding roar.

"SAKURA! You lazy girl! Are you even awake yet? Didn't you hear a word that I said? You're going to be late if you don't get a move on... right now!" The teen could only roll her eyes at her mother's demanding tone as she stood from her bed; bare feet touching the soft strands of her fluffy, pink rug. She stretched again, arms going as high as they could above her head while she yawned at the same time; her back and shoulders popping loudly with the movement.

"Of course, I'm awake, Mother! Who in their right mind would be able to sleep with all of that noise going on! I'm getting ready as we speak so calm down... geez." Sakura glanced at the clock that sat on her bedside table before making her way to her closet. "Besides," she continued with mild irritation seeping into her tone. "I still have about an hour and a half before Sasuke is even supposed to come and pick me up! I have plenty of time to get ready!"

"You better be ready in the next forty minutes or I'm going to drag you out of that room and make you go to this meeting in your underwear!"

Sakura heard the sounds of her mother's angry footsteps as she made her way back down the hall and couldn't stop the sigh from escaping her lips as she reached into one of her drawers for the outfit that she had planned on wear today. It was nothing crazy, just a simple t-shirt and jean shorts paired with her favorite pair of sneakers... because she didn't feel like dressing to impress; she wanted to be comfy and casual. Sakura then made her way down the hall and to the bathroom to grab a quick shower. She had just finished and was entering her room, wearing nothing but her towel, when she heard her cell phone buzzing from where it rested on her mattress; indicating an incoming text message. She smiled softly to herself when she saw her boyfriend's name flash across the screen. The pinkette jumped onto her bed, flopping unceremoniously onto her stomach before quickly swiping up to unlock her phone and open the message simultaneously.

Good morning, beautiful. I hope you slept well.

The naturally pink-haired teen couldn't stop the girlish giggle that managed to escape her lungs, then past her plump lips, after seeing the sweet message; Sakura's previously soft smile only grew wider as her thin fingers began to swiftly move across the bright surface of her phone as she sent a reply.

Good morning, babe. Are you ready for today?

No.

Me either. What do you think the therapist will be like? I've heard only good things about her... but I've never met her before, so I wouldn't know for sure.

Hm... she's probably nosy.

Uh, Sasuke... it's part of her job to be "nosy".

I'm aware of that, Sakura.

Ugh... you're absolutely impossible at times, you know that!

But you love me anyway.

Yes... yes, I do.

Hm. I will be leaving to pick you up in about 20 minutes; I just need to finish getting ready. Will you be ready to go by then?

Yes... but why in twenty minutes?

Personal reasons. Do you want to go and get something to eat on the way to our meeting?

She knew what he meant by "personal reasons" and rolled her eyes while typing away furiously at her phone's keyboard; her heart pounding loudly in her eardrums and her body tingling all over as she pictured her boyfriend doing—

Why are you such a pervert sometimes, Sasuke? But no, I don't want anything to eat. Maybe we can stop and get some coffee though... I think I might need it to get through this thing.

I am a man Sakura; in case you have forgotten that fact... even after what we did last night to each other. I still have some needs on occasion that you can't always be around to help me with... so I must take care of it myself. Plus... I know for a fact that you do it too, so don't sound so disgusted when I do the same thing. I will see you soon.

I'm not disgusted with it, Sasuke. I just sort of wish that I could be there with you so we could... (blush) Anyway, drive safely please and I will see you soon! I love you, babe.

I always do. I love you too, beautiful.

Sakura smiled and re-read their text messages a couple more times (blushing all the while) before throwing her phone to the side. While the teen grabbed her clothes and began to get dressed... before doing a light dusting of makeup... Sakura wondered what it was exactly that her boyfriend was going to be doing this morning to get ready for their meeting and she wished (though not for the first time) that she could be there with him to help him do it.

'Maybe later... if we survive this stupid meeting that is.'

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"Oh my god, Sasuke... so fucking big... p-please, I want you... to fuck me harder... ahh... f-faster..."

His brain kept playing her sweet, silky voice over and over again in his mind, replaying their heated and passionate moment from the previous night, as his hand continuously pumped his hardened shaft with a renewed vigor; with each stroke of his fist along the entirety of his full, thick cock.

He pictured his length slipping in and out of her wet, fleshy heat as his dark eyes closed tightly...

... her soft mews of pleasure were penetrating his foggy brain and her sharp nails were digging into the flesh on his back harshly; causing long, red angry lines to mark his pale skin as he pounded her into his mattress with speed and dominance, his darkened gaze focused on where their bodies were joined.

Sasuke simply couldn't help himself... not when it came to his girlfriend Sakura and even though he had just seen her the night before, actually spent almost the entire night itself surrounded by the pinkette's warmth and sweet scent... he needed this; he knew he had to do this if he was going to be able to make it through that fucking meeting that their families had insisted on them attending. The tension in his body needed to be released... and this was a better solution than anything else that he could come up with.

Sasuke pictured Sakura's angelic features, which were damp with a thin layer of sweat and twisted with her pleasure as she tilted her head back and to the side; giving him access to his favorite place to suckle and nip on her smooth flesh.

"Sasuke..."

When he clamped his teeth gently on her skin, he heard her breath hitch sharply in the back of her throat and felt her curvaceous hips thrust upwards towards him; enticing him to push into her harder... eliciting more of her sweet sounds to escape her swollen lips.

"Agh... f-fuck me... oh my god... mmm... ahh... oh yes, p-please... ugh... S-Sasuke..."

Sasuke felt empowered by her submission...

... he felt like an alpha male...

... he felt alive and felt his climax mounting with each second that passed by. The pressure within his balls caused them to draw upwards as her damp walls began to tighten around his cock; her own climax hitting her... hard.

He was so close as well; he was about to—

Sasuke clamped his teeth harshly together as he worked his length harder while he fought for his release. His stomach was twisting uncomfortably while his balls tightened painfully; the last straw for him, and the point that ended up pushing him fully over the edge, was when he conjured up an image of Sakura's naked, feminine form moving above him... it was then that he finally exploded with a low, deep growl; his black orbs rolling to the back of his head as his seed shot in long, thick strands across his own hand and blankets. Sasuke let himself fall to his mattress with harsh, uneven breaths and he lay there on his back for several, long minutes before a knock at his door startled him back into reality. 'Fucking hell', he hissed softly under his breath when he heard his mother's soft, sweet voice calling out to him from the other side of his door.

"Time to go, Sasuke. You don't want to be late."

"I just need to grab a few things and then I'll be leaving," he hollered as he quickly attempted to clean his sticky mess with some tissues; knowing he would need to just wash his sheets later on or it would probably leave an ugly stain on the soft fabric.

"Alright then dear. Just be careful. I love you."

"You know I will be, mom. I always am. Love you too."

The dark-haired Uchiha quickly rose from his bed and threw away his used tissues before he then finished getting dressed. He grabbed his wallet, phone and jacket, then after sending a quick text to Sakura to let her know that he was officially on his way to pick her up, he took his keys from one of the hooks that was hanging on the wall beside the front door before heading out.

'It is going to be a long ass meeting... (sigh) I can already tell... but maybe afterwards Sakura and I can—'

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Sakura sat beside her boyfriend rather anxiously while he seemed to be completely unaffected by their current predicament. This fact only seemed to make the young woman more anxious as she waited with baited breath for their therapist to enter the room.

The clock that hung on the opposite side of the room was the only sound to be heard apart from her worrying feet as they tapped away at the hard wood floor repeatedly; and impatiently.

They were here because of their closest family and friends; who seemed to be having certain... concerns... when it came to the young couple's love life. Apparently, according to the majority of the people they knew, they had problems. Sakura disagreed strongly with that statement, knowing that her boyfriend did as well, but in order to try and appease everyone else, she had... unhappily agreed to the arrangement; as did Sasuke. Her thoughts were interrupted but him when—

"Calm down, Sakura," Sasuke's low tone caused an involuntary shiver to run down her spine. She turned to him just as his lips pulled into a wicked smirk; his hand moving to rest upon her upper thigh... really close to her core. "But if you can't," his hand moved up even further, his fingertips brushing against her clothed sex. "I think I know something that can help you... relax..."

Sakura's eyes widened and she placed her hand on his chest, just as he leaned into her, while her other grasped the wrist of his exploring hand; effectively halting his movements. His dark eyes clashing with her bright ones while she held his intense gaze with a determined one of her own. "Oh no, mister. That's what got us into this mess in the first place. We are not doing... that... here! We are in her office, for goodness' sake!"

"It's not like it would be the first time that we've had... relations... in a public place, my love." His heated gaze turned downright mischievous as he pressed against her palm; her throat bobbed as she visibly swallowed. Sasuke licked his dry lips as he squeezed her thigh. "Remember that one time when we..."

But before Sasuke could finish his sentence, the sound of a door opening thoroughly cut him off, and he swiftly shifted so that he was now sitting straight and facing forward once again; instead of leaning into her like he had previously been doing. After giving her lover a rather stern look, Sakura's green gaze moved to the blonde-haired beauty that had walked into the room, and she watched as the busty woman took a seat across from them.

'This must be her...'

"So, can you tell me you're names please?" The older female had a clip board in one hand and a pen in the other as she crossed her slender legs in front of her before lifting her brown gaze from her paperwork to meet theirs. Sakura cleared her throat before speaking.

"Oh uh, my name is Sakura Haruno." The pinkette gave the therapist a warm, soft smile, which was returned in kind as the woman quickly took note of this on her paperwork. The female's attention then shifted to the silent, young Uchiha while he continued to gaze forward as if he was in a world of his own; as if he was completely oblivious to the both of them. Sakura rolled her viridescent eyes; knowing full well where his mind probably was at that moment... if the large bulge, that she had glanced down and spotted in his pants... had anything to do with it.

The blonde-haired woman cleared her throat loudly and his gaze finally shifted to her. "... and you, young man. What is your name?"

Sakura had to elbow her lover in the ribs before he would finally speak. "Hn. Sasuke Uchiha." His tone told of his displeasure for being there, but the woman simply ignored his attitude while she also jotted something else quickly into her notes.

"It's nice to meet you both. My name is Tsunade. I already know the answer to this question, but it is my job to ask it, so I will. What brings the two you in to see me today?"

Sakura cleared her throat gently and a soft, pink blush dusted her pale cheeks as she worried her hands together in her lap. "Our parents, uh, they thing that we... may have become a little to..."

When words seemed to fail her; Sasuke supplied a few of his own. "I would say rambunctious and frequently practiced... in our love making that is. Insatiable, I believe, is how my brother described it." Sakura's blush darkened as Tsunade's brown eyes twinkled with amusement; her pen moving continuously against her clipboard as she wrote down a few more notes.

"Ah, I see. Can you give me a few more details?"

"Hn. No."

"Sasuke, don't be rude!" His girlfriend smacked his arm gently, reprimanding him for his impolite behavior, before returning her attention back to the blonde woman seated across from them. "I'm so sorry about that, Tsunade," the pinkette said with a sheepish grin. "Sasuke doesn't really like to discuss certain... personal matters... often. Especially when it's in front of other people."

"That's quite alright," the therapist said with a gentle wave of her hand. "So, then Sakura, since it seems that I won't be getting much from your partner, would you mind telling me why it is that your loved ones would think this way about the two of you. You seem like a very nice young lady and your companion seems... rather interesting. I understand, from what both of your families have told me, that they are concerned with how often you two are engaging in... intercourse. Can you tell me how often that would be?"

Sakura blushed a deep shade of red, from head to toe, and felt compelled to look away; while Sasuke smirked darkly. His arm went around the back of the couch to rest behind his lover and he was the one who decided to respond to the question, since it seemed to be too embarrassing for his girlfriend to do so. "Hn. Every day."

"Hmm, I would say for a young couple, such as yourselves, that doesn't really seem to be to out of the ordinary," Tsunade stated thoughtfully. "I guess... let me ask you this then; how often a day would you say that you have sex? Is it just once a day, twice... or possibly more than that?"

"It's uh... m-more... usually," Sakura confessed as she worried her hands together while Sasuke moved his arm to the back of her shoulders; his rough fingertips dancing against the flesh of her upper arm, sending noticeable shivers down her spine. His smirk was still in place and a satisfied look was resting upon his handsome features as the blonde looked him up and down. 'The Uchiha is proud of that fact,' the older woman thought; she had little doubt about that, and cleared her throat as her attention moved back to the young woman instead.

"So, I have to ask, when did all of this... trouble with your family's start?"

Sakura sighed and tucked a loose strand of long, pink hair behind her ears; her gaze going slightly forlorn. "Hm, let me think... i guess it all started back when we first started dating. But the thing that seemed to push them over the edge was when Sasuke's dad found us in the kitchen..."


Author's Notes:

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