Pieces
Loosely edited Alternate Universe prompts, featuring Sasuke and Sakura. Mostly dark.
Disclaimer: M for descriptive sex, mature themes, alcohol, references to marijuana and language. If you are under 18 and not mature enough to read this content, please do not proceed.
Kitchen Sex AU | alternate title "Denial" —
Someone's in denial and it's not Sakura.
Written for SSsmutweek Day 3: Kitchen Sex
It's too early on a Saturday, to be drinking. But Sasuke finds himself with Naruto at Sakura's apartment, around 9:00 a.m. Drinking a beer at her kitchen counter.
Today kicks off their university's homecoming weekend. There's a football game in the afternoon that he knows none of them actually care about, but the student body is in party mode for it. Pre-games and parties are already in full swing across the campus.
Sakura is scurrying around in front of them with her roommate Ino, pulling cups and a pitcher out of varying cabinets. Twirling in circles with her hands full. Looking for paper towels.
"We don't have enough cups!" Sakura groans, dumping down her supplies.
The girls were hosting a party later tonight, after the game.
Sasuke and Naruto were here for one primary reason. Sakura. She had made them show up at the ass crack of dawn.
"You guys need to carry the ice and the keg and the rest of the shit up the stairs from Ino's car once she's back from the store!"
She'd promised free booze in exchange for their help.
This trade-off was not worth it to Sasuke. At all.
He'd rather still be in bed this early on the weekend. Maybe smoking some weed to start the day. Avoiding people.
But Sakura had a funny way of getting him to do what she wanted.
"Fuck!" Ino complains.
With the girls acting antsy and on edge, Naruto senses an opening to get slammed faster.
"We could take a shot?" Naruto suggests.
Sasuke side-eyes him in irritation. He doesn't want to take a shot.
His eyes swivel to Sakura, who has perked up at the idea. She nods enthusiastically, reaching for the closest bottle of liquor and then opening another cabinet to grab some glasses.
"Don't pour me one," Ino warns. "I still need to drive to the store to pick up the alcohol for the party later."
Sakura rolls her eyes, pulling three glasses out instead of four.
"I don't want one," Sasuke says.
Sakura slams the cups down on the counter with more force than necessary.
Looking up at Sasuke, expression heated, she says, "You're gonna make me take one by myself?"
Naruto's mouth drops open. He points at himself.
"Am I not a person? What the fuck?" he questions.
Sakura ignores him, raising her eyebrow at her dark haired friend.
He stares back at her, annoyed. His gaze moves down her body, lingering at her chest before going lower.
He can't see her exposed legs from this angle, but her shorts are short. The underside of her ass is peeking out through the bottom of the garment, whenever she turns around and presents them with her back.
Sakura pours the liquor, her focus now on the task.
Ino's not paying attention. She's at the fridge with her back turned. Fussing with trays of Jell-O shots within the open door of it.
Naruto reaches forward, grabbing a glass of alcohol immediately. He holds it up, ready to go.
Sasuke stares at the glass with animosity.
He really doesn't want it right now. Sakura's trying too hard to get him drunk and he's suspicious that she has an ulterior motive at play.
He narrows his eyes at her, as she lifts her glass too.
"Come on you bastard, I want to take this!" Naruto growls.
Frowning, Sasuke doesn't wait for them. Reaching to grab his, then knocking it back without preamble.
Sakura glares at him in mock outrage, then takes hers too.
"What the hell guys? I thought we were gonna take it together!" Naruto yells.
Naruto takes his, but it goes down wrong. Burning his throat so he's coughing and sputtering.
Sakura yanks Sasuke's empty glass out of his hand and starts pouring another round.
"Hey!" Ino exclaims. "Stop getting them too drunk, they still need to help me with the heavy lifting!"
Sakura waves a hand off at Ino and strong arms the boys into their next shot.
"Naruto will go with you!" Sakura announces, after clearing her second drink.
Sasuke wipes his mouth with the back of his hand after swallowing the alcohol and clenches his jaw.
He and Sakura had slept together only once. The first week they'd come back to campus for this semester.
He'd been slightly wasted and Sakura had been really wasted. She'd claimed she didn't remember most of it, but Sasuke has started to think she was lying.
Either way, he tells himself that he doesn't want to do it again.
Sakura already made herself the center of his universe without much effort. He doesn't want her to ingrain herself to him in this way too.
Too many things could go wrong with their friendship, if fucking became a regular occurrence.
He doesn't want to risk it, but Sakura is manipulating the situation right now and he has a good idea the direction she's taking it in.
"Fine!" Ino responds. "But what are you two going to do? The decorations?"
Sakura nods.
"Sasuke will help with the stuff I can't reach! And I still need to clean."
Ino has since shut the fridge, leaving the gelatin shots alone. She's near the front door now, slipping on her sneakers as she and Sakura shout back and forth at each other.
"It'll be more efficient to split up," Sakura continues. "Sasuke can come down to help Naruto carry everything up when you get back."
Naruto looks between the girls, scratching at his chin. He's not trying to argue. Sakura's the boss here and he doesn't want to get punched.
"One more shot then?" Naruto suggests. "For the road?"
Sasuke stomps on Naruto's foot.
Idiot.
He's playing right into her plan!
Nodding eagerly, Sakura pours the final round and watches Naruto happily take his. Sasuke sips on this one begrudgingly, mean mugging Sakura as he does it.
Ino's standing at the open front door, jangling her keys in agitation.
"Come on! Let's go, loser!" she shouts.
Naruto reaches over the counter, depositing his glass in the sink, before waving a goodbye and following the long-haired blonde out.
As the door slams shut, Sasuke and Sakura stare at each other in silence from opposite ends of the counter. Sasuke has since placed his dirty glass in the sink, next to Naruto's.
He crosses his arms, giving the petite, pink haired female in front of him a dark look.
Sakura turns her nose up at him, then turns away from him, pulling a short, folded step stool out from behind the fridge. She sets it down and steps onto it. The movements she's been making have caused her shorts to fully ride up her ass now. The flesh of her cheeks are obscenely exposed for him, while she reaches for the highest shelf of one of her cabinets.
She still can't reach what she's trying to get.
Sasuke walks around the counter reluctantly. Approaching her side and looking into the cabinet in confusion. He eyes her expectantly. Sakura looks at him with a pout. The stool isn't doing much for her.
"I want that punch bowl!" she exclaims, pointing.
Sasuke reaches up and grabs the item without much issue.
He hands it to her with an eyebrow raised.
Sakura clutches the pink plastic bowl, looking down at it in her hands for a moment then looking back at him.
"I know what you're doing," he says.
She narrows her eyes at him. Silent. Then says, "Is it working?"
Giving her an intentionally long and dragged out once over, he takes a step closer to her.
"Yes."
Sakura tosses the plastic bowl to the ground with a loud clatter and then lunges at him from where she'd been standing on her step-ladder.
She's quite literally jumped him, her legs wrapping around his waist and her arms winding around his neck.
His hands reflexively come down to support her underneath her thighs, as he stumbles back a step from the momentum of her body colliding with his.
Then she's attacking his mouth. He doesn't falter in responding to it. They lick at each other's tongues for a while. It's sloppy and lewd. The heat of her in his arms coupled with their raunchy make-out, has undoubtedly given him a hard-on.
Once she bites at him though, he pulls away from her, complaining.
"That hurt, what the fuck!?"
Sakura licks her own lips and mumbles an apology. Then smacks at his shoulders to get him to put her down.
Even though he's annoyed with her, he does as she asks, making sure she's stable and on her feet before letting go of her.
Sakura's eyes scan the kitchen, looking for her phone. She walks up to it, where it's resting near the sink and picks it up to check it.
"They're not at the store yet. We have time," she says.
Sasuke remains where he's standing. Intentionally keeping distance.
No.
No.
No.
He doesn't want this. It'll ruin the dynamic.
He verbalizes this to her. The alcohol she'd forced down his throat is making him more loose lipped than what's normal for him.
Sakura scoffs at him.
"Are you kidding me? The dynamic's already been ruined," she says.
Her back is to him while she sets her phone back down on the counter. Then she turns around to look at him.
"It's been ruined ever since you got drunk and made me have sex with you last month!" she exclaims.
Sasuke has trouble keeping his mouth from dropping open. He places his hand on the part of the counter that's nearest to the stove and starts rapping his fingers against it instead.
"What are you talking about?" he asks, incredulously. "We were both drunk."
Sakura shakes her head from side-to-side at him, then clicks her tongue.
"No. YOU were drunk. I was sober! I told you a million times I wasn't drunk before we did it, but you weren't listening!" she yells.
Her hands are on her hips and she leans forward, serving him a dish of her trademarked sass.
"You went on and on about how much you've liked me since like, the 6th grade!" she says.
Sasuke grimaces. The statement is accurate, but his recollection of making it become known to her is not.
Sakura takes his silence as an opportunity to unzip her denim shorts and step out of them.
She's in a pink thong.
He gets a good look at her ass, because she bends down to retrieve her shorts off the ground, folding them neatly before nonsensically tossing them across the counter to land on the living room couch.
Turning back to him, pantless, she continues.
"I told you it was a bad idea to do it while you were drunk! But you—you sounded so…"
Sakura waves an arm around at him, unsure what word best completes her sentence.
Genuine? Lonely? Needy?
Sasuke is displeased at this revelation. His fingers have ceased rapping into the counter and are instead clutching the edge of it with great force. His entire body is taught with tension.
"Don't give me that look," Sakura says. "If I had given you the play-by-play the next day, you'd get embarrassed and never want to talk about it."
Sasuke moves to cross his arms. His dick is staying hard because Sakura is still continuing to undress herself for him, in the middle of her and Ino's kitchen.
She's removed her top now, her nipples showing through the pink of her tulle-lined triangle bra. Absently, he notes that her bra and undies match.
"So you lied and said you were drunk too?" he asks.
She nods, then stomps her foot at him.
"Stop talking. Get over here and touch me."
Glaring, he does as she asks, walking over to her swiftly. His hands are rough against her body, as he feels her soft curves. Sakura presses into his touch, her breath escaping her in small gasps as he clutches her ass and slides his hands across her belly and then pinches at her tits.
"What else did I say?" he questions, feeling her.
Sakura's leaning into him, her body hot from being felt up.
"You—" she gasps loudly. His fingers are rubbing at her pussy, over her rapidly wettening panties.
"You said I was—that I'm the most… that I'm—"
Sakura's hands grip at his upper arms, her fingers digging into his skin while he now rubs her pussy at a fast pace.
He glances at her flushed face, walking her back a couple steps, so her back hits the edge of the counter. He keeps his fingers attached to her cloth covered cunt.
"Said that you're what?" he questions.
Sakura whimpers. He's teasing.
She's certain that he doesn't really remember most of the shit that had tumbled out of his mouth that night.
His fingers move past her underwear, plunging into her dripping snatch. Alternating between scissoring her with his fingers and moving in and out of her.
His other hand is wrapped around her waist, holding her in place while she gets finger fucked at 10 o'clock in the morning in front of the faucet where she and her roommate wash dishes.
"Said that you're what?" he asks again.
Sakura's mouth has dropped open in a silent scream. Her eyes are shut tight, but she opens them when he stops moving his fingers inside of her. He holds the digits still, but keeps them deep up her passage.
She squeezes herself around his fingers and shifts around, circling her hips, trying to get her release. He stops her movement by tightening the arm he's got wrapped around her.
Sakura moves her hands from his arms, to instead rest her palms flat against his chest. She looks up, into his half-lidded eyes.
"You said that I'm the only one for you," she murmurs.
His eyebrows furrow as he looks back at her.
"I said that?"
Sakura's mouth downturns.
"You didn't mean it?" she asks, apprehensive.
If he didn't mean it, then she was about to find her best friend's fingers buried in her dripping pussy to be an awkward affair.
Sasuke frowns, then proceeds working on her cunt without much warning. After a minute, he pulls his fingers out of her then says, "I meant it."
Then he's lifting her by the waist to set her on the edge of the sink. Sakura's hand flies backwards, to balance herself. She could fall into the basin if she leans too far back.
Sasuke would rather have not told her that while hammered. Would rather have remembered saying it. Because he'd been stuffing that feeling deep down and away for close to a decade. It annoys him that he'd confessed it drunk, before sticking his dick in her like an asshole.
Quickly, he strips himself of his clothing, helping Sakura remove her panty set afterwards. Then he presses just the tip of his cock to her waiting entrance. Sakura reaches down to guide him the rest of the way into herself.
His eyes shut and he groans once he's buried fully in her heat.
Plunging in and out of her is the best. She squeals every time he hits her deep, and her pussy tightens.
He's forgotten the concept of space and time. Lost in her wetness. In her body.
Sakura's eyes are only on him. She's shifted so that she's holding her own feet, held open in a V-shape while he stands in front of her legs, gripping her waist. Each snap of his hips to drive his dick into her body jostles her. Her tits shake and her hair swishes behind her.
They're so engrossed in this, in fucking each other with great passion while she's seated on the edge of her kitchen sink, that it takes over two minutes for either of them to notice that they're no longer alone.
Ino and Naruto are standing in the front doorway. Ino's hands are over her eyes and Naruto's mouth has dropped open. A plastic bag of liquor bottles is at Ino's feet, one of the bottles cracked open from the bag slipping from her hand and crashing to the floor.
The smell of the oozing ethanol is rapidly filling the room.
Sakura doesn't see them. She's facing the other way, still holding herself wide open to get plowed. She opens her eyes, confused as to why Sasuke has stopped drilling into her and has suddenly pulled out of her.
"Your dick feels so good. Why are you stopping?" she asks, dazedly.
He clears his throat and shakes his head at her, looking pointedly over her shoulder.
Sakura turns her head to see what he's looking at, then proceeds to screech shockingly loud.
"OH MY GOD!" she screams.
She loses her balance from this, her hands dropping her grip on her feet, causing her legs to flail and her arms to reach out for something to hold onto.
She's about to fall ass first into her kitchen sink. Right onto the shot glasses from earlier.
Sasuke pulls her forward with his hands on her hips and tugs her off the counter, pressing her front into his front.
He just stands there naked, an arm wrapped protectively around Sakura's back. His pink haired best friend covering his modesty with her own nude body. Sakura hides her face against his chest.
Ino has uncovered her eyes and is staring on in shock.
"Can you guys maybe leave for a minute?" Sakura finally asks. She turns her head to the side again, to glance at the two blondes from over her shoulder.
Naruto shakes his head and points his finger between Sasuke and Sakura.
The whole thing is too out of nowhere for him to properly comprehend right now.
And what sort of position were they in the middle of anyway?! How come no sex he'd had on this campus looked like that?!
When their friends remain rooted to their positions, Sakura goes for the screaming route instead.
"LEAVE!" she shrieks.
Sasuke cringes. She'd shouted right into his ear.
It works though. Ino and Naruto back out and slam the door shut.
Sakura pouts up at him and he looks down at her. His arms are loosely held around her body.
"I want to finish," she says.
He shrugs after half a minute, turning away from her to head to her bedroom. But Sakura isn't following him.
"No," she says. "In here," she nods, at the kitchen.
He looks at her like she's lost her mind.
"They're coming back…" he says, slowly.
Sakura moves across the room and bends her body over a different part of the counter. Her tits smush against the faux granite since she's lying on her front. Then she kicks off the ground, so her legs are in the air behind her and her ass is jutting out.
"Hurry up!"
Sasuke eyes her warily, then walks up behind her, spreading her wider. Proceeding to fuck her from the back.
They're both mid-orgasm, when Ino and Naruto walk in again.
"Oh my god. What the fuck Sakura?!" Ino yells.
Sakura is moaning while Sasuke comes inside of her, both of them too lost in each other to care.
FIN.
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