He was about to say something to her when they heard a sound behind them… one that had grown all too familiar over the last few weeks. A throat clearing. The lover birds turned, wide-eyed, as they came face to face with the new intruder.
"Really you guys, not again."
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Sakura swallowed slowly and cleared her throat while she tried to discreetly readjust her bikini bottoms in the water. "What are you doing here," she questioned, attempting to change the subject and divert the attention away from the real issue at hand. But of course, things didn't work out in her favor.
The young interloper took a step towards the couple, with his arms crossed over his chest while a disappointed and disapproving look twisting his features. "I mean I expected this from you guys. But… did it have to be in a public place again, and in the damn pool no less." Sasuke snorted and rolled his obsidian eyes as he placed Sakura gently behind his back with his left arm. The young woman tried to shield her face with her hands as she was suddenly consumed with utter embarrassment from the situation at hand. 'If… if Sasuke and I had been thinking more clearly, we wouldn't have gotten caught by… damn it to hell. We really need to learn to control ourselves a little better, Shannarō!' Sasuke interrupted her thoughts with a huff of irrational irritation. It wasn't anyone else's fault but their own for getting caught after all.
"You're one to talk," Sasuke growled angrily as he adjusted his swimming trunks with absolutely zero discretion used, causing Sakura to blush a deeper shade of burgundy than she had been previously. 'Seriously, how many shades or red are there… I think that I've worn them all at this point.' Sasuke continued with his angry tirade as he shook his fist in the air towards the intruder. "I know for a fact that you and your girl were messing around here on the first night," Sasuke finally finished as he moved to the side of the pool, closer to the other individual.
The teen sputtered indignantly before declaring, "We were not messing around! We were swimming! Just swimming! That's all, I swear!"
"Yes, you most certainly were," Sasuke said as he leaned in. "I could hear you." The boy's eyes widened significantly.
"B-but… h-how? That's…"
"The walls are very, very thin… idiot."
Naruto paled before uncrossing his arms to wave them in the air animatedly; his attempt at appeasing the irritated Uchiha. "P-please, don't tell Hina-Chan. She will be soooo embarrassed… and angry at me for getting caught."
"I won't… if you let this whole thing go. Now."
Naruto looked as if he was going to protest, but decided against it after glancing at Sakura and meeting her eyes. "Fine. I won't. But just watch it next time, will ya. Be more cautious, you know. I could have been anyone, dude."
"Sure. Will do."
"I mean the walls are super thin around here." The faintest hint of a blush brightened his pale cheeks, highlighting the unusual birthmarks there, before he quickly turned away… mumbling something about having to get ready for dinner. Sasuke turned to Sakura after Naruto left and noticed that she was still covering her face with her palms. He smiled softly as he pulled her towards him and kissed her temple affectionately. He wanted to tease her, badly, but decided not to in the end. Sasuke figured that Sakura had enough embarrassment for the night. Right now, his fiancé needs his softer side (the one reserved only for her); she needs his comfort and he would give it to her. He would give her anything she wanted and everything she needed because he loved her. So, so much.
"That was so embarrassing," she groaned as he wrapped his arms tightly around her middle. She buried her head in his throat and sighed. The young man held her close for a minute before deciding to break the silence.
"It's fine, Sakura. It's not like we were doing anything that crazy," he tried to reassure her while he rubbed soothing circles over her bare back.
"No," she half-laughed. "Just having sex in my best friends' family's pool! That's not crazy at all!" At that statement, he couldn't help himself. He has to tease her, just a little bit.
He smirked before responding with, "You started it." When Sakura gave him an exasperated look, the Uchiha raised a hand in surrender. "Let's just not mention it to her, alright? What Ino doesn't know won't hurt her, okay?"
Sakura sighed and shook her head before leaning into the Uchiha's strong, comforting embrace. "I guess you're right, babe. As long as Ino doesn't find out… we should be fine."
"That's my girl," he said with a half-smile. "Now, let's go get cleaned up and dried off before the rest of them get back. Maybe even take a shower? I overheard the idiot saying that dinner will start in about half an hour and I'm starving."
She gulped at the implications and her stomach twisting with a renewed hunger that caused a dull, throbbing ache to form between her legs. She tried to squeeze them shut, to dim her desires, but an "all-to-knowing" smirk plastered itself across her fiancé's handsome face as he reached for her hands before dragging her to the pool's edge.
'I really, really need to control myself better when it comes to my wants for Sasuke. I mean, why is it so hard for me to do? Especially here lately. What's wrong with me?'
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The following morning the group of friends packed up their belongings quickly before making their way to the waiting car that would bring them back to the airport and the plane that would be carrying them back home. Sakura, who was seated next to the window, gazed out at the sun as it was just beginning to peek over the far-off horizon; bathing all of the surrounding foliage in an orange and red hue.
Sakura felt the large hand gripping onto her own squeeze gently and the pink-haired woman returned her gaze back to her fiancé, who gave her a small smile in return. "How are you feeling this morning, love?"
"Not so good," she responded as her stomach rolled when the car passed over a particularly harsh bump in the road.
Sasuke leaned in and brushed his lips against her ear. "I heard you earlier. In the bathroom. Do you need to go and see a doctor when we get back, my love? I can take you," he whispered, so the other members of their small group couldn't hear him.
"No, no," she insisted before giving her partner a quick, but lovingly placed, peck on the lips… to try and reassure him. "I'm fine, honestly. It's probably just all of this seafood that I've been eating since we got here. I'm just not used to it in that quantity, that's all. I should be fine in a few days or so, babe. So, don't you worry. Alright?"
Sasuke frowned, but nodded. "If you say so. But if you feel any worse, just let me know right away. Okay? Your health is very important to me, Sakura. You are very important to me."
Sakura giggled softly and leaned her head on his shoulder. "You don't have to go all "noble-hero" on me, babe. I know that you care about me and my well-being and I appreciate that, truly. If I need to go, I will let you know first, okay?"
Sasuke nodded once again as he leaned down to rest his cheek against the top of her head. "Okay." When the car came to a stop minutes later, Sakura sat up straighter and glanced out the window to see that they had parked just a few feet away from the much larger plane. She noticed the pilot talking briefly with someone (who appeared to be his co-pilot) before he nodded and then headed up the stairs before disappearing through the opened doorway.
"We're here," came a feminine voice from the front and Ino turned around to give them a stern glare. "And I don't want any funny business on my family's plane… got it you two."
Sakura scoffed. "Why are you looking at us like that? Why not go after Naruto? Didn't you hear him last night…?" Ino just rolled her cerulean eyes at Sakura's statement… while poor Hinata began blushing a very deep shade of crimson.
"All of us know for a fact that the two of you, meaning you and sasuke, are the horniest ass beings on this side of the—"
"Okay," Sakura hissed, before shoving the car door open. She couldn't hear any more from her best friend on how… affectionate she was with her fiancé. She knew that they had a problem; that they simply couldn't control their urges and that they always seemed to get into trouble because of their actions, but normally Ino wasn't one to gripe to her about it, only continuing to tease the poor girl until Sakura felt like she would have a permanent blush staining her porcelain cheeks. So then… why did she suddenly feel the strongest urge to defend herself and Sasuke, as if she was being attacked by Ino instead of teased.
The young teen was pondering this when someone came up beside her. She looked up and her features softened as Naruto sidled up to her with a goofy grin plastered on his lips. 'Leave it to Naruto to try and cheat me up…,' Sakura thought as she smiled back at him.
"Don't let Ino get to you, Sakura," he said as he came to a stop on her right-hand side and he put one of his hands on her shoulder before giving it a gentle squeeze. "She's just mad because Sai has been too much of a gentleman since we arrived and won't give her any love. If you know what I mean." The blonde-haired boy nudged her playfully on the shoulder and winked, causing Sakura to inwardly cringe at his attempt at being sly.
"I know what you mean. But, really? They haven't had…," Sakura asked skeptically, while she raised a single brow in scrutiny.
Naruto smirked then and leaned down to her level. "Well… duh. I mean, why else would she be mad about how much you and Sasuke have been fuc… umph!" Sakura's elbow made contact with Naruto's ribs and a small smile crept on her plump lips when the blonde bent over in pain; hissing and cursing wildly under his breath for a solid minute.
'Serves you right, Baka!'
When he straightened, Naruto glared at her while rubbing at his sore (painful) torso. "Anyway, don't worry. I know I'm right though because that's what I've been forced to listen to. I mean how much Sai misses the… and I quote… 'sexy times with his very sexy lady'. It's been a complete fucking nightmare if you ask me. I think that Sasuke would agree with me too."
"How is it a nightmare though, Naruto? I thought that most of you guys liked to talk about that kind of stuff… with your buddies I mean. You know, like how girls like to gossip and what not."
He smiled and nudged her teasingly. "We do, but we have our limits, Sak. I mean when it comes to Sai, he… well he just goes way too far and with way toomany details. So… so many details..," his expression grew far off, as if he was in deep thought, before the blonde visibly cringed.
"Oh, umm," Sakura began awkwardly, a light blush dusting her cheeks. It wasn't odd for her to talk about sex with her girlfriends, but when it came to her guy friends… that was completely different. The pinkette was growing more and more uncomfortable with the direction of their conversation by the minute.
She watched as his face grew slightly pale and she gulped nervously before shifting on her feet as Naruto opened his mouth once again. "Very explicit details about how they—"
"Say no more…," Sakura interrupted before walking away; unwilling to listen to Naruto's explanation any longer. "I get it. Trust me, Ino talks to you know," she hollered over her shoulder as she began to make her way towards the plane that would soon be taking flight.
She had far more important things to worry about than her other friend's tryst after all.
Like… what were they going to tell their families when they came back from this vacation, as an engaged couple. This flight was going to be much, much shorter than she would have liked and Sakura was not looking forward to their parents' reactions. Nope. Not one little bit.
She had a bad feeling in her gut that something would go wrong. She just didn't know what it would be just yet. But she would soon find out.
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"Hello! We're back! Mom… Dad…," Sakura called as she opened the front door a little wider for her fiancé so that he could bring in her bags; which he had persistently insisted on carrying for her. She thinks that he's still worried about her illness (which seems to be rather persistent today) but she knew that it would pass eventually, even if Sasuke did not. It had to… right? She offered him a warm smile and a thank you before taking her shoes off and putting them on the floor next to the door. She stood and stretched before calling out (yet again) to her parents when she received no response from them the first time. "Uh, Mom? Dad? Hello? Is anybody here?"
"In the kitchen, dear," her mom yelled from the other room and Sakura bounced joyfully towards the sweet smells that were waffling towards her… causing her empty stomach to rumble and growl loudly. Sakura didn't eat much on the trip home, and was starting to feel slightly nauseous. So… she hoped that her mother's 'home-style' cooking would do the trick to help ease some of her continued queasiness.
However, the young woman came to an almost immediate halt (causing her fiancé to stumble and then bump into her backside because he was following so closely behind her) when her eyes landed on the other people in the room that were currently seated rather comfortably around her parents' kitchen table.
Her green orbs grew wide with recognition. 'Why are they here? What's going on?'
Four sets of eyes held hers as she swallowed slowly. "Mr. and Mrs. Uchiha, it's so nice to see you again. What brings you here? Not that it's an issue or anything of course. You are always welcome to come here, whenever you want too actually. It's just that I wasn't expecting to see you, both of you, here… tonight and—"
Sasuke's large palm against her back stopped her anxious blabbering and she watched as her fiancé's mother placed her mug down on the table, before turning to give the two of them a warm and reassuring smile. "It's good to see you both. Your mother invited us over for dinner, Sakura. We had some news to share with you, and we thought it would be best to do so… well… together. As a family."
Sakura's anxiety only grew with the dark-haired woman's explanation. 'News? Together? Family? What's going on? What is she even talking about?'
"But first, shall we all sit down and eat," her mother tried to speak kindly, but Sakura was aware of the fake smile that was plastered across her lips and able to detect the tense energy that her mother was giving off.
Her nerves didn't settle because of this. 'Why is everyone being so… weird? I don't like it… and Sasuke is—'
She felt her lover's fingers flex against her back and could sense… practically feel… how tense his body grew with his mother's seemingly friendly statement and she leaned back slightly to press herself discreetly against him, trying to sooth him; though her own heart pounded loudly in her eardrums with the anxiety that seemed to accompany any child whose parent asked to "talk" as she finally made her way over to the table; thanks to her mother's continuous beckoning, dragging her partner along behind her by the hand.
After being seated and served, the teenager tried to force the anxious feelings away. But the sideways glances from the grown-ups surrounding her, made it entirely impossible to do so. She just hoped it wasn't anything too drastic… or something that could possibly affect her future with Sasuke.
One hour later…
The group had adjourned to the living room for a bit of light conversation, but Sakura knew better. She couldn't contain it any longer; her thin fingers began to play an irregular but repeating pattern against her clothed knees as she sat (quiet and tense) beside Sasuke. He placed his hand over hers and when she looked up at him, his reassuring smile helped to ease her anxious heart… but only slightly as he cleared his throat with one hand placed over his mouth to gather everyone's attention. "So, we have something to tell you all… and I guess that I'm sort of glad you are all here together to hear it. It will make it easier to say. Sakura and I are eng..."
"Us first, my boy," Sakura's mother exclaimed with a loud, resounding clap of her hands. Her gaze shifted to Mikoto and Fugaku before settling on her husband, for just a brief moment, and then returned to the young couple sitting on the love seat. "We… Mikoto, Fugaku, your father, and I… have the most wonderful news."
The pink-haired teen's plump lips twisted into a deeply set frown at her mother's false demeanor… not to mention the fact that she had so rudely interrupted Sasuke… and she took a second to glance at her soon to be mother-in-law, to gage her reaction to this so-called wonderful news.
'Hm. Even Sasuke's mother seems a bit… nervous. This isn't good.'
Her gaze met her mom's and her eyes narrowed. "Mother, why did you just interrupt Sasuke? That was pretty rude of you, don't you think so? Shouldn't you apologize to him? Maybe let him speak?"
Her mother dismissed her comments and concerns with a wave of her hands, a fake smile still firmly in place. "No… no. I didn't dismiss him, dear. You will get your chance to speak. I think we have a more pressing matter to discuss first."
"But," Sakura began, her brows creased slightly, "you said it was wonderful news? So then… how can it be wonderful and pressing? I think you are contradicting yourself, mom."
"Sakura, behave yourself," the older Haruno hissed, while her false happiness finally began to slip.
Before Sakura could respond, Sasuke squeezed her hand in warning and simply waited, (his jaw tightly shut) for one of them to continue.
After several, very awkwardly and silent minutes—
"Well since nobody else will say it…," Fugaku stated as he leaned forward in his chair, hands steepled in front of him. "I will. We will be joining you both for couples counseling. As in the four of us and the two of you. Together."
Sasuke's mother was the only one who had the decency to look troubled by this news. The rest… not so much.
Sakura's jaw snapped open… as if she no longer had the strength to keep it closed… and she glanced from person to person, waiting to hear the rest of the joke. 'They can't be serious. They have to be joking, right? This is obviously some sick joke that they are playing on us. But why?'
Wrong. She was so, so wrong. She could tell by the looks on their faces that they were one-hundred percent serious. So then, only one question remained.
And Sasuke was the first one to speak it. "Why? Doesn't that defeat the purpose of it being for us… you know, since we are the couple in couples counselling?" Fugaku leaned forward in his chair further, his dark gaze narrowing on his youngest son.
"Simple, boy. You two can't seem to stop… and we want to know why."
The pinkette swallowed nervously and she was unable to formulate a coherent sentence. 'Wait. Did they know about what happened during vacation? But how did they find out about it and who would have even told them? Naruto, Sai, Ino, or maybe even Hinata? No. They wouldn't have had the time to do it… would they?'
"Not a chance."
Everyone's eyes were now focused on Sasuke. "Sasuke," Mikoto began to protest, but Sasuke rounded on her then; the look of utter hurt and betrayal was evident in his eyes.
"So… you agreed to this, mother? I thought that you, of all people, understood us. I thought that you understood me."
"Understood," Sakura's father asked, speaking up for the first time that evening. His expression was contemplative as he met Sasuke's eyes. "I don't quite follow you, son. Can you elaborate please?"
Sasuke turned fully around to face him and his gaze was unwavering. "I was under the impression… that all of you understood just how much I love your daughter, sir. But… apparently I was wrong."
"Don't talk back, boy," his father growled; hands tightening into fist at his sides as he sat ramrod straight in his chair.
Sasuke turned his venomous gaze to him. "You won't be going with us or we won't be going back to see that doctor of yours at all." He stood and pulled a still stunned Sakura up with him. "I won't argue with you. There's no point. You won't listen. You never do. Come on, Sakura… let's go."
"Sasuke, please be reasonable. We can negotiate…," his mother tried again, but Sasuke shook his head and walked towards the front door, helping his fiancé into her shoes before slipping his own on and then grabbing his keys and wallet.
Before they exited, he turned back and blurted, "oh and by the way, Sakura and I are engaged." Afterwards, he pulled her through the threshold and then slammed the door shut behind them, leaving their parents to sit in stunned silence.
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They drove for several miles in complete silence, with the pink-haired teenager leaving her lover to his own thoughts, as she contemplated hers; and before long, she found that Sasuke had driven them all the way to their very first date night spot… which happened to be the local park.
It was dark, but even still, Sakura felt completely safe with her fiancé and so when Sasuke parked the car, she gladly exited the vehicle; needing a little bit of fresh air and peace and quiet to hopefully help clear her troubled mind.
"Well, that went well I guess," Sakura mused as she made her way to the front of her fiancé's car. Sasuke followed her around, and without a word of warning, lifted her up by the hips to place her on top of the hood. She softly gasped in surprise and placed her hands on his broad shoulders to help steady herself.
Sasuke's large hands wrapped firmly and securely around her torso afterwards as he leaned in to kiss her on the lips. Sakura hummed in appreciation, but had to pull away from the kiss in order to gasp for air after several minutes went by from their initial contact. "Sasuke…," she panted as he moved down to her neck, and then to her collarbone, and then to her—
"Sasuke! W-what are y-you doing!" She grasped his hands where they rested on her upper thighs and met his gaze head on; her wide eyes searching for an explanation, but Sasuke wasn't really in the mood to give her a proper one.
His grip only tightened as his eyes bore into hers. "Sakura, please… just… just let me… this once. I need a… I need a distraction from..."
'Say no more, so do I.'
She wasn't entirely sure what it was that he wanted to do, but with him pleading like that, how could she say no. After giving Sasuke the go-ahead Sakura soon found herself flat with her back pressing firmly against chilly metal, while her legs were resting on either side of her lover's shoulders; her hands gripping his hair while his breath fanned against her aching sex.
'Wait, how in the hell did I get fucking naked so fast? Why did I give in so easily anyway? And how am I so fucking horny ALL of the time? Why do we always do thi—'
"F-fuck," Sakura gasped while pressing her head against the hood. She gazed up into the stars as Sasuke's tongue brushed against her folds for the second time; more firmly than the first. As if the first time, he was experimenting to gage her reaction but now that he knew she was ready for him… he was going to go all out.
And go all out he did.
His fingertips brushed over her clit just as his tongue came in for a third time… and then a fourth, and then a fifth, until Sakura had lost count of the number of times, he tasted her essence.
She wrapped her legs more firmly around him, locking her knees together to keep his head in place while also using her heels to dig into his back; lifting her torso higher into the air so that his face was forced as closely to her center as she could get him. The slurping sounds of him tasting her began to mix with the pleasurable moans coming from her plump lips and it was then that she forgot her previous concerns and lost herself completely to pleasure.
Nothing else mattered but them.
Nothing else mattered but this moment.
Nothing else matters to her, but him.
He pushed his thumb down hard against her sensitive bud, while somehow managing to maneuver his other hand that wasn't otherwise occupied between them, shoving his long digits in as far as they would go, while he continued to lap at her lips… his dark eyes focused on her twisted features as he watched her slowly come undone from his own doing.
Pushing and pulling.
Thrusting and licking.
Tasting.
The build-up was slow, the climb a practiced one, but soon enough Sakura found herself cresting over the edge; stars that matched the midnight sky caused her vision to dim briefly, as a sharp and strangled cry rang out into the night with her climax.
Then, slowly… ever so slowly she released him, her legs falling to the sides while her body relaxed; spent. His face was glistening with her juices when Sakura finally released him, and he quickly wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt; causing Sakura to blush a deep shade of red. When Sasuke noticed this, he smirked. "Come on love, let's get you back home."
"But, but you," she started to protest as he helped to bring her to her shaky feet. A single arm wrapped securely around her waist, while his hand came up to cup her chin. Sasuke bent down and kissed her briefly on the lips before whispering into her ear, "I got what I wanted this time, love. But, maybe next time, alight."
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