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"So... (he swallowed and continued) what's your answer? Because I want to spend the rest of my life with you too, Sakura. If you will have me that is. I love you... so much."
She smiled; from ear to ear. "Yes, of course I will marry you."
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They walked for an immeasurable amount of time, hand in hand, down a long stretch of beach; the waves lapping at their bare, sand-covered feet. Their strides set a languid, leisurely pace as they made their way towards the stony path that would lead them back to their humble abode; their shadows trailing close behind as the moonlight shone brightly upon their mismatched figures.
When he came to a sudden, unexpected stop she paused, eyes searching his face for a second. Within the blink of an eye, he was lying on the ground; gazing up at his lover with a look of pure contentment and an open invitation for her to follow him. She quickly did just that without question before settling comfortably next to his side.
Sasuke lay on his back with his fiancé resting her head on his chest, while she brushed her fingertips against his bare skin. Sasuke smiled softly to himself before pulling her just a little bit closer, and then tucking his free arm beneath his head as a makeshift pillow. Not that he needed it because the soft sands were more than enough.
The gentle, evening breeze rolling off the water sent a cool chill through his body, but Sakura's warmth helped to keep him comfortable as they watched the midnight sky move in a lazy pattern above them. Her voice broke the silence. "I just can't believe this is actually real life. We are engaged. I don't even know how to process my feelings right now."
"Are you happy, love," he asked softly; his voice somehow able to mask his growing concerns. Yes, he knew for a fact that she loved him… as much as he loved her… but even still, doubts began to creep into the back of his mind. 'Did she really want this? Did she say yes because she wanted to make him happy? Was this the right time? Place? What if she regrets her decision in a couple of days? What if—'
Her soft chuckling disrupted his inner turmoil. "Of course, I am silly." Sakura lifted herself up on her elbows and smiled at him, the brightens of it more radiant than all of the stars in the night's sky. His heart lightened and his hands flexed against her as he gazed lovingly into her eyes. "I love you, Sasuke. I don't want to be with anyone else. I don't want to spend my life with anyone else. I will want you. Always."
He pulled her down and kissed her; he couldn't help it nor could he stop himself. His lips molding against hers before the tip of his tongue darted out to taste the saltiness upon her skin. Sakura sighed and melted into his side, her body going completely lax. "I fucking love you, beautiful."
"I love you too, Sasuke."
They settled into their previous positions, but his mind still swirled. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got with himself. 'Why didn't I get a fucking ring first? Why didn't I think this through? Was… was it a mistake to ask Sakura so suddenly? No. Never a mistake. But… I should have done it all differently. Ugh, I'm such a fucking idiot.'
"Sakura…"
"Hmm?" His fiancé wrapped her arm around his waist and nuzzled into his chest a little more; her pink hair blanketing his bare chest. Sasuke swallowed and sighed in frustration but it wasn't at her; it was at himself.
"I'm sorry."
"For what?" He could hear the clear confusion in her tone and closed his eyes before continuing. "Sasuke, what are you talking about? Why are you sorry?"
"I'm sorry for asking you the way that I did… to marry me I mean. It was kind of selfish of me. I mean hell… I haven't even given you a damn ring yet. But I swear, I will get you the biggest and most amazing ring that I can find when we get back home, my love. Mark my words; that is a promise that I will keep, no matter what."
The pinkette reached up and gently cupped his jaw before dragging her own face up to meet his; their eyes clashing with a million different emotions. "I don't need a damn ring, babe. I love you. Not material things."
"But still…"
"Don't argue with me; you won't win this one, babe. If you want to, that's fine. I won't argue and I won't stop you. But I don't need the biggest, most flashy thing you can find. All I need is you, Sasuke. Our love…," she stared intently into his eyes, silently pleading for him to understand, "is more than enough for me."
He paused, taken aback, before smiling; the pull of his lips barely visible, but still there. "You know that I'm just going to get it anyway, right beautiful."
Sakura sighed and rolled her eyes playfully. "Yeah, I know. Just promise me one thing, babe." He squeezed her tightly before breathing hotly against her lips.
"What is it?"
"Nothing… big."
He chuckled and then kissed her soundly. "I can't promise you that, Sakura. Besides, it thought you liked big things."
The blush on her cheeks rivaled her hair. She smacked his chest in retaliation. "Shut up, you idiot," she hissed and he kissed her again, effectively silencing his feisty female for the next several minutes, before they finally agreed that it was indeed time to head home.
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An ear-piercing shriek echoed noisily across the room and Sasuke flinched as his woman's best friend flung her arms around his broad shoulders to embrace him; after already practically squeezing the life out of his lover. He begged the pinkette silently with his eyes to help him, but Sakura only smiled back at him warmly.
Her plump lips pulled back to reveal the whites of her teeth and a small giggle escaped her as she brought her hands up and then clasped them together. 'She's happy…,' he thought and continued to stand there (rigid as stone) while Ino Yamanaka practically strangled him, refusing to be the one who would take away his woman's beautiful smile and jovial mood. Though, the youngest Uchiha wasn't exactly pleased with all of the attention from the busty blonde.
"I can't believe it you guys," Ino squealed; her voice is shrill against his poor and slightly abused eardrums. "I mean it's about damn time that he asked you to marry his ass." She squeezed him one final time before pulling away to look at Sakura. "You know what this means don't you." Sasuke watched as Sakura's once bright smile began to fade, and an unsettling feeling began to settle in his gut. He frowned when Ino spoke her next statement with more exuberance than anyone ever should have.
"We have to celebrate this monumental event, bitch!"
Sakura snorted before crossing her arms over her chest and then rolled her eyes. "At this hour? Really, piggy."
Ino shrugged and a wicked grin began to form across her red-stained lips. "No time like the present, right. Now come on gang… you all have about five minutes before we head out."
"I don't like this…," Sasuke whispered as everyone around him scrambled to get ready. Naruto sidled up right next to him, with an equally dark expression.
"Me neither buddy… there won't be any ramen there."
Sasuke narrowed his eyes and sighed before shaking his head. "Idiot."
An hour and a half later…
"Hey… Ino, I know you wanted to celebrate and all… but I think it's time that we head on back. I'm getting kinda tired now…," Sakura protested with a soft huff, her now empty drinks stacked precariously on the tabletop in front of her while her fiancé had his arm draped across her shoulders.
They had only been at it for half an hour, but it seemed like an eternity already to Sakura Haruno.
Sasuke leaned into her side and pecked her cheek before squeezing her lightly on the shoulder in reassurance. She leaned into him and placed her head on his arm, her skull feeling slightly heavy while she waited for the world to stop spinning. The woman closed her hazy eyes, she thought only briefly, and when she opened them, she found herself lying across Sasuke's lap; his arm draped securely around her as he stared ahead. Their current position… was the back of Naruto's car. Who was driving, she didn't know. All Sakura knew was she felt slightly nauseous, but otherwise much better. She was no longer seeing double (sometimes triple) and the splitting headache that had been coming on, had finally stopped. 'Damn alcohol,' she thought as she wiggled in his arms.
When she stirred in his strong grip, Sasuke glanced at her with a slight smirk playing across the corner of his thin lips. He brushed his fingertips lightly against her mouth, tracing the chapped flesh there with his digits and his black eyes. "Are you feeling any better, my love?"
She groaned and closed her eyes briefly. "Yeah… thanks." He simply grunted as a response, before quickly securing her when the vehicle went over a particularly large bump. "How did I get here?"
"He carried your drunk ass," came a harsh, slurred female voice from the front passenger seat. 'Ino…' The blonde turned to give her a pointed, though slightly shaky look. "I told Sasuke to just leave you there, at the bar I mean, but he refused. He really must love you. Lucky bitch." Sakura frowned before sitting up.
"You would have left me?"
"Of course, you fucking slut!" Sakura growled in retaliation and leaned forward, ready to slap the shit out of her bestie or give her a piece of her mind, but the car came to a jerky stop before she could proceed any further. Naruto… drunk as everyone else Naruto… turned around and gave her a lopsided grin; the scent of beer clinging to his flesh along with the stain that was spread across the front of his shirt penetrated her senses, causing her poor, queasy stomach to roll uncomfortably. 'Who let him drive?'
"We are here…," he slurred before stepping out of the car. The others followed closely behind him and then quickly (though slightly stumbly) made their way into the home before going their separate ways to go to their respective rooms.
As soon as Sakura bent over to take her shoes off—
"Umf, Sasuke," the pinkette squealed when her feet were swept out from under her; her stomach landing on a solid, warm surface (Sasuke's shoulder maybe) before she felt her world spinning yet again… her back slamming into the soft, silky sheets atop their plush mattress. With a harsh, disgruntled grunt, she glanced at her lover and watched as he stripped himself quickly of his clothing; his eyes trained on her the entire time.
She licked her lips (carefully) as he made his way onto the bed; his body hovering over hers with his lips just inches away from her own. Her eyes flickered between them and his eyes before she watched as the tip of his pink tongue darted out to taste the corner of her mouth. She moaned softly and unintentionally arched her back upwards.
"Sasuke, I…"
"Here, let me take care of you, my love."
Slowly, one by one the pieces of her clothing fell away and Sakura's cardiac muscle pounded loudly in her eardrums as he made his way down the full length of her body with his thin lips and damp tongue pressing gently against her fevered skin. Her hands instinctively reached for his head, her fingers locking in his dark mane while she pressed the back of her head against the sheets; her mouth parting on a soft groan and her green eyes closing slowly as soon as the Uchiha made contact with her core.
"Sasuke," she breathed; fingers tightening on his locks as his tongue pressed lightly against her clit, sending bolts of pleasure racing the length of her spine. Her legs began to shake around his head and her knuckles turned white just before an explosion of light resonated behind her closed eyelids. "Fuck, fuck… fuck," she hissed, hips rocking as he lapped at her wet folds. When it was over, her body went slack, her grip loosening and her breath uneven.
"That good, darlin'…," he chuckled while moving to plant a soft kiss against her lips. Sakura could taste herself on his tongue as he pressed it into her caver and she moaned as her hand moved down to grasp his hardened, thick cock; her legs coming up to wrap around his hips. She brushed her hand along his length, ever so slowly, before tugging him forwards by the base; spending a moment to line his girth up with her dripping sex.
He paused, his hips staining and his teeth clamping as he pulled away; a small bead of sweat dripping from his brow to land on her chest. "Are you sure? We don't have to. Not tonight… since you've had a little too much to drink." She huffed in frustration, gripping him harder while his hands rested on either side of her head. She leaned up to press her forehead against his, looking deeply into his eyes.
"Sasuke, I want to. P-please," she panted; viridescent orbs shining with love and passion. He nodded his head and his lips came crashing down at the same time that his hips came into contact with hers. She moaned even louder as Sasuke sank his length deeply into her, penetrating her easily and pushing all the way to the hilt.
Her warmth sucked him in and held him tightly as he tried to pull back out; his teeth grinding against each other with the effort not to thrust into her like a wild, vicious animal.
This was a special night after all.
So, he wanted to do things right.
He wanted to love her… not simply fuck her.
Slowly, he made love to her; his intense gaze focused on nothing else as he tried to memorize her… in this moment. Their breathing was matched, movements slowly coming into sync as they stared into each other's eyes.
Sakura groaned his name and he grunted as more sweat pooled at his temple; he watched it fall and then travel the valley of her perky breast. He bent low, unable to resist the temptation to taste them; and she rewarded him with a soft sigh before her bosom was pushed further into his opened mouth.
He suckled gently and tugged at her with his teeth, all the while his hand moved to rub against her sweet little bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs. Sakura's reaction was instantaneous. With a loud cry, she came; walls clamping around his dick and squeezing the life out of it.
He hissed, hips pushing a little more roughly against hers, but still keeping the same, agonizingly slow pace while he attempted to draw out her orgasm for as long as humanly possible; while also searching feverishly for his own.
"Sakura."
Grunt, thrust, groan—
There. It finally came… with a fire raging in his belly that swiftly shifted to his groin, causing stars to cover his vision for a moment before white hot heat exploded from his tip. He paused, fully seating himself within her… his own head thrust backwards slightly as he emptied his seed into her tight core. When he had nothing left to give, he allowed his head to hang between them; his forehead coming to rest on top of her breast while his arms and hands continued to somehow hold himself up. When she whispered his name softly, he lifted up sleepily and looked at her flushed form with nothing but love and adoration.
"Hmm," he hummed before giving her a gentle kiss on the lips.
She smiled up at him when he pulled away and wrapped her arms loosely around his neck. "I love you, babe." He smiled back at her; the only time he ever smiled genuinely was with her.
"I love you too, beautiful. So damn much."
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