It came in a vision of fireworks, literal stars showing behind her now closed eyelids and she screamed his name once (loudly) into the afternoon air as her hips stilled and liquid heat once again dripped down her thighs. When she came down from her high, she opened them lazily to gaze at him and she couldn't help but smile when she saw the look on his face. "I should distract you more often," she teased him and he only rolled his eyes at her before leaning in to give her an affectionate kiss. After helping her get clean up and get dressed, he put his backpack on and reached for her hand to interlock their fingers as they set out again.
"Come on, let's get you home."
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Thanks to her amazing fiancé, they had finally (though she still wasn't exactly sure how he did it) managed to make it out of the woods and back home, where Sakura was quick to jump into her bathroom for a much needed, hot shower. When she was thoroughly finished with washing all of the dirt and grim away, she was towel drying her hair when her cell phone suddenly began to ring incessantly where she left it half-hazardously on her mattress just a few minutes ago.
Thinking that it was probably just Sasuke calling to chat with her a little before bed, she went to answer it, but the name that popped up on the brightly lit screen surprised her. She quickly answered however and placed it up to her right ear while she continued to dry her damp locks.
"Hey, Ino. What's up?" The sounds of light shuffling could be heard on the other end, followed by a loud thump and a few, low curse words before the blonde finally responded.
"Hey, Sakura. I know I am headed out for the weekend in a few minutes, but I was wondering if you and Sasuke would like a couple of these game day tickets I won in a raffle the other day. I forgot about them until now… I just found them honestly. I won't be able to use them and I don't want them going to waste. I kind of figured that you might be free and could maybe use them instead of me. If not, that's fine as well. It's no big deal to me either way. I didn't pay for them after all. I just thought I would offer them up in case you all didn't have any plans already and would like to go."
"What game is it and where…," Sakura asked as she hung up her towels. More shuffling, and of course more cursing followed this, before Ino responded again. After receiving all of the finer details, Sakura decided to text Ino back with their answer and quickly sent Sasuke a message with the information. She ended it with:
So, what do you think, babe? Do you want to go?
It took him about a minute, before her phone buzzed again with his incoming message. She sat down cross-legged on her mattress to read it, tucking her hair behind her ears to keep it out of her face.
Sure, if you want to go, then we can. I can pick you up at four and we should have plenty of time to get there and find our seats before it starts. Does that work for you, my love?
Yeah, that works. I will let Ino know. I think it could be fun!
Okay. I'll see you then.
See you, babe. I love you!
I love you too, beautiful.
She sent her best friend a message and pretty quickly Ino responded to let her know that she would have her mother drop it off in the morning. Sakura placed her phone on her nightstand to charge, while she moved to her wall mirror to brush out her hair. Afterwards, she picked out her outfit for tomorrow and then crawled under her comforter, wrapping it tightly around her thin shoulders and closing her eyes to try and get some sleep.
Finally… at the stroke of midnight… unconsciousness took her, lulling her into an almost dreamless slumber. Almost.
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'Sakura.'
She turned to her left and there he was, laying on his side while propped up on his elbow. His smile was lazy and his eyes were warm as he moved his free hand to brush loose hair from her forehead. He bent and gave her a kiss before giving her hand a gentle squeeze, intertwining their fingers and placing them on her well-rounded belly.
"I can't wait to marry you, my love. I love you so much."
"I love you too, Sasuke."
He splayed their hands against her and pushed gently on her bump, the baby in her belly kicking at their hands while his lips twisted higher. "I can't wait to meet our daughter either. I wonder who she will look like? I'm sure she will be as beautiful as you are."
'Sakura.'
She smiled at him then as her other hand came up to cup his jaw, her thumb brushing slowly across his stubble. He nuzzled against her, his black eyes closing at the contact as his face grew completely serene. "I bet she'll have your eyes, Sasuke."
"She's going to have your hair," the man teased her. "You know, since pink hair is such a common color." She lightly squeezed his hand in reprimand and sat upright; just now realizing that they were lying in the little meadow, amongst the wildflowers. Her favorite place to be.
'Sakura…'
Her eyebrows creased as a light breeze blew past them, stirring up some of the surrounding leaves while the warm summer sun blazed down and casting strange shadows in the foliage beyond. Sakura wrapped her arms around her waist and felt Sasuke press himself against her side.
"Sasuke, I'm… scared."
He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close while his head moved to rest against hers. "Of what, beautiful?"
"What if something happens to our baby? What if I don't make it through the delivery when the time comes? What if I can't—"
He turned her then, forcing her to face his intense gaze. "I won't let anything happen to you. I swear it. You and our baby will be fine. I will be there with you every step of the way."
'Sakura.'
"It's just that…," the pinkette paused, biting her lip as she tried to hold back her tears. "I have a really… bad feeling that something is going to happen. To me, to you, to our baby, to… somebody. Soon."
He bent then to give her lips a soothing kiss. "I understand that you are scared…," he whispered when he pulled away slightly, meeting her gaze. "But you don't have to be, love. Everything is going to be okay. I promise you that."
"I just—"
The wind began to roar around them suddenly, while dark clouds moved in; shielding the sun and sending them into almost complete darkness. Her heart began to accelerate as she gingerly stood to her feet. Sasuke gripped her hand and held onto it tightly as a pair of red eyes began to move through the deeper shadows. The ground began to shake and she could barely even hear herself think as complete fear began to grip her. She held onto her anchor, Sasuke, and watched as the creature began to move again.
Closer…
… and closer…
… and closer still, until—
'SAKURA!'
The young woman jolted upright in bed as beads of sweat dripped down her temples while she fought to catch her breath. Her hands instinctively moved to shield her belly, but when she turned to her left, the only danger that she saw was her own mother. She let her hands slowly fall and waited, her mother watching her movement, but remaining silent. After a beat, she decided she would have to break the awkward silence between them.
"Mother, I…"
"I've been calling you for a good twenty minutes, Sakura." She closed her viridescent eyes and sighed before running a hand through her hair. Sakura allowed it to fall back onto her lap, before giving her mother a sheepish look.
"I'm really sorry, mother. I guess that I was just tired from the hike yesterday and I didn't hear you calling for me. Did you need something?"
"I just wanted to let you know that your father and I will be going out of town today to visit another doctor. It's nothing serious really, we just want to get a second opinion about his x-rays. Sakura, you will have the house to yourself for a little while. Make sure you don't invite Sasuke over. Got it, missy?" Her mother's look was severe and stern leaving zero room for any form of negotiation… not that she would have anyway.
"Yes, mother. I understand the rules. We will be going out this evening as well actually."
"Oh, is that right? So, where will you two be running off to now?" Sakura didn't want to tell her, just to be spiteful, but decided against it. It wasn't worth the argument… nor the punishment that would surely follow. So, she decided to be honest.
"Ino gave us some tickets to a ball game in the town over. Nothing really crazy and when we are done, he's going to drop me back off. We will just eat some dinner at the game if that's okay."
"Okay, sounds reasonable… and public. Very well, we will see you when you get back then. But be careful and don't do anything stupid, Sakura."
"We'll be safe, mother. Promise. But, is father alright? He seems a little tired lately."
"Your father is just fine, Sakura. I told you that we wanted to get another opinion… that's all."
After the talk with her mother, she did worry a little for her father, but chalked it up to nothing serious. 'Mother would have told me if it was anyway, right? Surely father would have as well. I'm sure that he's just fine. I'm just being a little paranoid, that's all.'
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Sasuke and Sakura found their seats easily that evening, and although she wasn't exactly thrilled about the game itself, she was just really happy to be able to spend some more quality time with her fiancé, any way that she could. Plus, it was free (apart from the drinks) so what could be better. She removed her jacket and tied it around her thin waist before taking her seat with Sasuke following closely behind her.
"Thank you," she said sweetly when he placed her drink in her outstretched hand. She took a small sip of it before relaxing against the back of her chair; her gaze scanning the field slowly and then the crowd as the stadium began to slowly fill up with people; some dressed in simple attire while others wore face paint and shirts that matched their chosen team. She shook her head and smiled. "Imagine being that into a game like this," she whispered to Sasuke as she leaned towards him. He grunted before placing his hand on his thigh.
"Face paint and a jersey is nothing, Sak. I've seen people do much worse." She rolled her eyes at him then nudged his shoulder playfully.
"I know, I know. I was just saying, babe."
He turned his head slightly, towards one of the other fans, and nodded it at them. "Do you want anything to eat, love? I can go and get you something before the game starts, if you want."
"No, I'm fine for now. But thank you."
Small-talk ensued between them thereafter and before long, enough time had passed that the game had begun.
An hour later and it was tied, both teams fighting viciously for the next point and Sakura had grown slightly weary of it all. To put it nicely, she was bored.
Her fingers traced random patterns against the thin fabric of her skirt and her gaze shifted to the side. Sasuke's eyes were focused ahead, but she saw his lips twitch and knew that he was aware of her gaze.
Sakura smirked before looking away, biting at her lip to try and keep her giggle at bay while she watched the male in front of them rise quickly to his feet; a long string of curse words spewing swiftly from his flapping jaws as he yelled at his favorite team to pass the ball.
Sasuke leaned over and placed his lips beside her ear, the warmth of his breath sending a thrilling chill down the full length of her spine and dampness to her womanhood. 'Oh shit. Damned pregnancy hormones! We can't do this here, or can we?'
"Are you having any fun, beautiful?"
"I'd be having even more fun if we were doing something else," she teases back, her fingers moving slightly towards his upper thigh from her own legs. Sakura heard the sharp intake of breath when her fingers reached their destination and smirked knowingly to herself while she began to move them inwards, towards her favorite (very hard) appendage of his.
Sakura tilted her head slightly to her left, gaze scanning, before she pressed her plump lips discreetly against his ear and neck. "I distinctly remember seeing a small alcove under the bleachers that we can go to… if you think you're adventurous enough for it," the pinkette whispered, letting her tongue dart out to taste his skin, before closing her lips around his earlobe.
Sasuke grabbed her by the wrist roughly, halting her hand and its upward movements, while abruptly standing to his feet; ignoring the other people as they groaned in protest, as he pulled her to her feet as well. Sasuke walked away afterwards, towards their destination that was just a few feet away, and the anticipation grew steadily in her belly.
Sakura couldn't wait to see what he would do to her next.
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"Sasuke," she moaned into his mouth before pulling away as her need for oxygen became greater than her desire to continue kissing him… and a small string of saliva stuck to her kiss swollen lips as he ran his own along her jaw, then steadily downwards. "P-please."
"Fuck," he hissed while his lips latched onto her throat, his large hands gripping her curvy hips as he pushed her back gently against the cold, concrete wall behind her. "We are going to have to make this a quick one, Sakura."
"I… I k-know… I just… n-need a little…"
"I know," Sasuke whispered deeply while he nipped at her flesh before pulling away to admire his handiwork. He then adjusted his grip on her and moved one of his large hands to rest behind her kneecap, lifting it slowly before placing it into the large crease of his elbow. This movement shifted her skirt upward and forced her legs to part slightly, giving him completely access to her dripping cunt. He paused then, his dark gaze zeroing in on the small patch of damp panties covering her sex, before he stared into her eyes once again. "Is this okay, love?" He watched her swallow and take a deep breath.
She nodded and placed her hands on his biceps to steady herself as he moved his fingers to his pants zipper; her leg on the ground shaking slightly as she tried to hold her own weight at this slightly awkward angle. The sound of metal being drawn downward filled their ears and apart from that the only other thing she could hear was her own harsh breathing.
'The stadium must be soundproof or something…,' Sakura briefly thought but then her mind went blank when she saw his cock spring free. She licked her lips slowly, one hand reaching between them to stroke his girth, and she felt his thickness pulsate in her palm before his hips began to rock forward at a steady rhythm.
"Sasuke," she purred, her mouth damn near watering as she tried to pull him forward.
"Are you ready?" His brows creased, sweat dripping down his temple as he gazed down at her; waiting, hungry. She nodded and tugged again, a little more forcefully this time, and he allowed himself to be led to her wet entrance, both eagerly watching as first his tip and then his whole length slipped past her folds and into her encompassing heat.
Sakura breathed out a soft sigh of contentment before his hips began to move, his finger already going for her clit as he bent to pull one of her clothed nipples into his mouth. "I w-want y-you t-to… shit, oh… god… ahh!"
"What do you want, Sakura? Tell me," he mumbled against her breast, his grip on her tightened as he slowed his pace just a little, generating a soft whimper of protest from his pink-haired companion.
Grunt, thrust, grunt.
Pant, moan, pant.
"I w-want you to… f-fuck me… h-harder."
He chuckled darkly and released her nipple before moving his head to be level with hers, locking gazes with her. "You want me to fuck you harder?" She nodded eagerly and his smirk widened. "You like it rough, don't you, love." Sakura nodded her head yet again and closed her eyes tightly as his hips shifted against her, causing his cock to reach even deeper within her, somehow. "Naughty girl… whatever will I do with you?"
"Fuck…," she groaned, her nails biting into his skin as she began to rotate her hips from the left and then to the right. This new sensation sent pleasurable spikes throughout the entirety of his body and he grunted her name deeply while his hips moved even faster against her. She couldn't keep up any longer and was forced to simply hang on for dear life as he brought them both to climax. She came first this time, thankfully, and while her walls clenched around him, squeezing, his cock pulsed inside of her, shooting his seed deeply into her core.
She was just starting to relax, Sasuke had allowed her leg to finally fall back down beside the other one, when she heard a sharp gasp behind them.
'Fuck, who could it be this time?'
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