Chapter 6 – A perfect illusion created for you

Unconsciously he brought her even closer to him, deciding that he needed a nap as well. It neared around five am in the morning and he couldn't be bothered to move anymore, he felt tired, his muscles sore after yet another mission, and the small woman in his hand was just too soft in his arms, warmth filled his body.

"Just one time…" he whispered more than anything to himself, letting her body heat lull him into the sleep.

The next morning the first one to wake up was Sakura. The pinkette woman instantly found herself trying to rub the sleep off her eyes. After finally having a chance to observe her surroundings in the harsh morning sunlight she almost freaked out for a second.

She found herself in the forest and if it wasn't for the events that happened last night she could've sworn to Kami that someone had actually tried to abduct her.

The next thing she noticed was something heavy on her lap. Her eyes slowly inspected whoever that was causing the heaviness on her stiff legs. She almost choked when she saw Shisui fucking Uchiha comfortably nestled down on her lap.

And not only did she found herself inspecting Shisui Uchiha with her eyes open while he was still sleeping, but she also found herself strangely enough - tempted to touch his hair. Her unexplainable temptation only increased, when she couldn't help but stare at his dark, short curly mane that was splayed down messily all over his forehead and temples, making him even more attractive in the early morning light.

The pink haired woman found herself biting her bottom lip unconsciously, she certainty didn't seem to think, as her actions proved to be faster than her own sleep deprived mind. She carefully threaded her fingers through his curly locks gently, whilst feeling the texture of his hair and to her surprise she found out that Shisui Uchiha had the softest hair she had ever touched in her entire life. To be honest, even Ino couldn't compare with this unholy creation.

It was just a moment later, when she tugged his curls more firmly, yet still as gently that she was surprised as she found herself drawing a low growl from the man beneath her.

The sound that came from the older Uchiha startled her. It made her freeze in both shock, embarrassment and worse…arousal in some kind of way. The low growl she drew from him was probably the sexiest thing she ever heard in her entire fucking life and Sakura found herself thinking of ways to hear this sound all over again. It was so thick and husky at the same time, that she could have sworn it was laced with the premise of sex. Wait. Since when did she start having thoughts like this? She tried to shake away these far from innocent thoughts, however utterly so.

Another moment passed and the temptation that was building within her took over completely. She felt as if there was no way back as she already touched his hair before, so she just continued raking her hands through his hair. Soon enough she felt that this wasn't even nearly enough so she quickly grabbed his curls, this time with more force, pulling just a little bit more. Her actions proved right when she drew another incredibly low growl directly from his sealed lips.

It was just a sound that came out from a man's mouth and yet Sakura felt as if it was too much for her already. Sakura, who had never had the time nor any real interest to pleasure herself behind closed doors, was getting all bothered by a guy sleeping on her lap. Truly pathetic. Work has been the centre point of her life and the only real time she had was spared for eating, drinking, training and sometimes socialising with her annoying friends such as Ino and Naruto or sometimes even Sasuke when he was in the mood to tag along with this teammates.

Next thing she knew, her hand was travelling down from his dark locks, slipping over his face as she felt the texture of his skin. Just as his hair, it was soft and very nice to the touch. Sakura wasn't sure what she was doing, but she felt this pull to him, she couldn't explain it properly even given the right words, her mind was blank as she continued her lazy strokes over his skin.

She was slowly tracing her fingertips along his jawline moving forward until she reached his lips. Soft plump lips were now slightly open, inhaling the crispy, almost chilly morning air. Sakura felt her cheekbones tinting red when she recalled how his lips were ever so slightly touching her skin. Compared to this man she felt inexperience, a girl whose innocence shone through without her even trying.

She was so lost in the train of her own thoughts, that she didn't care to notice her own fingertips moving to finally touch his lips. However, something warm and strong stopped her arm mid-air while doing so.

Her eyes widened when she saw Shisui's long fingers wrapped along her tiny wrist. His dark obsidian eyes were half open, but he was intensely staring at her as if questioning her silently.

If Sakura had not been intently caught, staring back into his eyes, there was no doubt that she would have missed the slight, almost imperceptible narrowing of his gaze. She would eventually learn that it meant she was in trouble, but for now she was ignorant and oblivious, but that was only until he finally spoke.

"We haven't even started our lessons yet, and you are already jumping on me given the opportunity." A slight smirk quirked at the corners of his mouth as he teased her almost playfully so.

"I-It's not what you think!" Sakura felt as if she couldn't come up with a logical excuse, and she sensed that Shisui was easily able to spot her struggling as she was trying to come up with an appropriate response as well.

He released the grip he had on her fragile wrist and looked up into her emerald eyes again, they looked like green sapphires basking in the early morning light. He noticed a small change in her skin colour, around the cheekbone area and it took him everything not to smirk wider, instead he took one of the loose stands of hair that were hanging messily around her face and pushed it under her ear, securing it tightly with a gentle, feathery touch.

Not a second later he used his palm and with one swift motion he pulled her face close to his, inspecting her features with precision and way closer than before. He could read the confusion written all over her features and the way her cheeks changed their colour into a bright red. The act only made her that more alluring. What an entertaining woman.

"Ehh?" She squeaked at the sudden movement, confusion was clearly visible on her face. Their faces were so close to each other that she felt the blush staining her cheeks deepen even more. It was too early in the morning to be doing something like this, yet she couldn't let go of that hypnotic pull that she felt towards him.

Suddenly he flicked out his tongue and swiped it across her lips in one swift motion. All she felt was a bliss of electricity that ran through the entirety of her body, shocking each and every nerve of hers.

Sakura was unaware of everything that happened in that one, split moment, but once her brain finally registered what happened and what kind of actions were used against her she was as red as a tomato could be. And as much as Sakura would have liked to control the amount of blood that kept rushing directly into her cheeks, there was not much she could do, it just didn't stop.

Shisui's smooth timbre was a sensual caress, his breath blowing hot against her damp, pouty lips. "I think that's a nice introduction to our lesson, don't you think so Sa-ku-ra?" the way he pronounced her name, the syllables rolling out of his tongue in a sensual whisper, it did something to her insides and she couldn't understand what it was.

Sakura's heart thundered, so loud that was she was positive he could hear it trying to beat out of her chest, both at his words and by how close to her face he actually was. Personal space be dammned.

Unaware of her actions she flicked out her own tongue and licked her lips due to nervousness that was shaking her inside out. She felt it, him on her lips, his taste, rich and smooth, like dark chocolate, sweet but also bitter at the same time, an unusual feeling of heat was pooling down in her abdomen and an uncomfortable, irrepressible urge was growing between her thighs. She felt the small rhombus that was nestled on her forehead twitching, almost just as much as her abdomen did.

Pushing her perverse thoughts aside as much as she could at that very moment she decided to ask a question instead.

"What do you mean by an introduction?" Her eyebrows furrowed slightly and Shisui couldn't help but find it hilarious because he couldn't figure out if she was mad or still embarrassed, her face was so red it could have meant both things at the same time. Although, he felt like he was being pretty clear with his intentions earlier, no questions should've been asked at this point, but then again this was Sakura. Their previous encounter proved that she was as inexperienced as one could be and without a single clue as to what she wanted. It was one of the problems he had to deal with.

He pushed himself up from her lap leaving her in a frozen and confused state. Her emerald eyes were tracking every movement of his body, every muscle that was contracting. Still she was too slow, way too slow, to even begin getting the hang of the things. In this case naivety was her probably her worst enemy.

Another minute ticked by and she found herself pinned to the forest green bed. Shisui was on top of her, red-crimson tainted eyes staring into her jade green ones. The pinkette was sprawled on the semi-wet, morning green grass, her lab coat was no longer hiding her small petite body, unlike the night before, instead it was fanned out alongside with her long, pink tresses. The cotton white lab coat around her only seemed to enhance the brightness of her hair, making it seem even more vibrant in the early morning light. It reminded him of the pink strawberry flavoured dango, that he liked and his cousin liked to share. His charcoal gaze softened significantly, fond memories filling his thoughts.

His eyes shifted to the new pieces of clothing that finally became visible to his hungry gaze, unlike the night before. Black, skin-tight shorts were hugging her creamy thighs, which were now exposed to his view and her upper part of the body was dressed in a loose red shirt, that was slightly bunched up, revealing the expanse and smoothness of her flat, scar less stomach.

His eyes moved to meet hers again, taking the her whole image in. He noticed the triangle on her forehead, which this time luckily, she didn't have any of her hair actually hiding it. He focused entirely on the small diamond, his gaze sharp as he observed the faint glow of a soft purple colour. He didn't wait as he took it as a sign to test their limits.

Shisui leaned down, his fingers creating a fiery path over the line of her collar bone, that was exposed due to the modest V-line of her shirt. He stopped towards her ear.

"Ah, should we start our lesson now?" his hot breath ghosted against the shell of her ear as he guided his hand through her curves, only to stop on her hip, he watched with fascination as goosebumps rose up, decorating her exposed flesh instantly.

Shisui was pinning her to the grass with his superior weight, heat was once again pooling in her abdomen, making her unconsciously squirm beneath him, Sakura rubbed her legs together, as if trying to stop the reaction she had towards him. If anything, the movement only seemed to draw his attention and he shifted, deliberately forcing a hard thigh between her legs.

The pink haired kunoichi gasped as if reaching out for the air around her. It felt so thick and hot, that she even as she tried she couldn't consume it directly into her lungs. Her brain couldn't function properly and she could only wonder how did this situation occur in the first place.

"You are really responsive, Sakura." Shisui confessed into her ear, and she found herself wanting to release a soft moan that was stuck deeply at the back of her throat.

Every movement of his taut, muscular body was a mirror to his personality; thorough and unyielding yet strangely gentle. Satin-soft lips started a warming trail from her ear to the column of her throat, fixating over the very prominent pulse. Sakura twisted in attempt to escape, as a layer of wet warmth settled over her skin, Shisui's tongue laving at her neck whilst his teeth nibbled her soft skin. All that resulted in was Sakura wedging herself into his thigh, creating a steady rhythm against her sex.

"A sensitive one as well, hmm?" Shisui said while releasing a low chuckle into her neck, a low hum reverberated over her wet skin. She couldn't help but feel, that somehow not only his eyes became darkly sinister but his whole demeanour as well.

Long, slender fingers left her hip and now traced around the material that was preserving her modesty, grazing against the inside of her thigh whilst his other hand crept up from her waist to press against her right breast, the pads of his fingers brushing against her already hardened nipple over the silky red fabric of her loose shirt. A feral grin latched onto his face as he found himself pleased at the absence of her bra. In reality it turned out to be a very pleasurable surprise. He even found himself turned on by the fact that she was bra-less, especially coming from someone that was as innocent and naive as Sakura.

She didn't dare to voice a protest, instead she moaned ever so slightly, almost quivering, it was as if she was trying to distract her thoughts with everything that was going on. This time around she knew that they went way too far and there was no way back already.

"S-Shisui please…." Sakura nearly sobbed, tilting her head so that she could face him properly, having no idea exactly what it was she was asking him for. Was she asking him to stop or was it something else that she dare not acknowledge in her mind let alone, out loud.

The pinkette could see the deeply red sharingan from her peripheral, watching her with smug satisfaction, and she could feel the tilt of his lips against her skin. Between the fingers tracing the inside of her thighs through the black, skin-tight shorts and the hand pawing seductively at her breast, the young medic was finding logical thought to be a fleeting pastime.

Shisui's sharingan became hooded. Despite the angle he was in he still could clearly see Sakura's cheekbones tinted from arousal and embarrassment, her eyes glazed with want and confusion. Soft, inviting lips parted to issue throaty whimpers of frustration. Although, his intention from the very start had been to punish her for her careless actions, it seemed that everything was turning out into a lesson. The anbu operative couldn't help but want nothing more than to bring the fragile pinkette to a blissful orgasm. However, it was still way too early for that to happen, and although his cock was twitching with want, he couldn't have her just yet.

A part of him wanted to devour her, feel her smoothness, heat and tightness, indulge into her innocence that was simply a part of her and another, more reasonable part of him was feeling guilt. It was wrong on so many levels, he knew that way too well. But he couldn't stop himself, not when her body was so responsive, not when she was whimpering in his hold. It was driving him insane and never in his life had Uchiha Shisui felt teased as much as he was. She was teasing him without even comprehending this very own fact herself.

His cock was painfully hard and twitching against his tight anbu uniform pants. Never in his life, nor dreams did he imagine that a woman could be so fucking sexy in a casual, stained lab coat, loose shirt and a pair of skin tight spandex shorts. It was too much for his own well being. All he wanted was to have her with her ass up in the air, down on her knees and he could only imagine the sensations that would overfill his body once he would grab those long tresses of hers roughly with his hand, pulling them hard, making her arch like a violin. His could almost feel his cock buried deep inside, her heavy pants filling the room as he would drive into her tight passage.

He didn't even think properly, his mind was clouded with want. His mouth left her neck and he decided to taste her lips for himself, but before doing so he couldn't help but tease her just a little bit more, after all, all he wanted was a reaction.

"Please what, Sakura?" It felt as if his husky voice almost reached her now dry lips, his dark, red eyes were staring at her intensely, piercing her very own being as she laid pressed against the wet grass.

Sakura gaped at him momentarily, finding herself to be hot and bothered, cheeks still burning with embarrassment. She didn't know what she was asking for, but the sparks he ignited within her body were asking to be oiled. She wanted something, no she needed something more from him. But what it was exactly? She felt like she couldn't pin-point that.

But just seconds later she reached out to touch his cheek, her palm resting on his chiselled jawline as she spoke, almost breathless.

"I need you, Shisui." her skin tingled and her breath escaped her in a soft whimper, her words seemed to contain numerous, sinful promises that were to be carried out in the future. Her green, emerald eyes were clouded with lust, but she was still intensely staring at the curly haired Uchiha. He could have sworn to god that he never had his cock twitch so hard in his entire damn life. She was like a sinful wildfire that was starting to spread slowly but got only bigger overtime, emerging as a roar from the smallest of embers it had.

He knew he can't do this yet, he wanted her so hard at this very moment, but he knew it would be a mistake that both of them would more than likely regret later, it wasn't a suitable time and place by any means and he wouldn't use this chance just because he had it right now, it was unfair on her.

He concluded that he would wait until the moment she will be ready, but as for right now, his sole intention was to make that pretty mouth of hers shut up for a second, he didn't want any more words coming out from her lips, he was afraid that it would make him change his mind. If he would hear her say something similar, something so seductive and innocent at the same time again, he would act upon her wishes instantly. At the end of the day, he could only wonder what kind of an effect this woman had on him, those primal urges she awakened were hard to ignore.

"Soon..." He whispered into her lips, unsure if she heard him or not, not that he cared anyways. He didn't need more answers, all he wanted to do was pull all of his sinful wishes into one passionate, rough kiss against the softness of her swollen lips.

Sakura gasped at first, lust filled eyes widened, but soon another wave of pleasing sensations hit, and she relaxed, letting her lips clash with his just as hard. She was moaning into his mouth deeply, letting him swallow all of her soft cries, letting him swallow her first kiss, a bittersweet sensation.

Shisui was the one dominating the kiss, he took no time sliding his tongue into the warmth of her mouth, and she accepted, giving him the invitation to feast on her. One of her hands slid into the mane of his wild curly hair, feeling the softness of it again, tugging it with her long fingers, as Shisui continued caressing her plump, soft lips with his tongue, purring with approval, noting her actions, as she whimpered helplessly into the kiss. Every line and contour of her lithe body was beginning to tremble with nervousness and excitement and Shisui found his hands running over her body again, his hands claiming her bits and pieces of her with each touch.

It wasn't long until he found himself out of breath and he could only wonder if Sakura felt the same way. His lips moved back, just inches away from hers, a long string of glistening saliva was still connecting them. Hot breaths and pants were escaping both of their mouths and he could tell she wanted more just by the look that she was willingly giving him. He looked at her lips, noticing the soft flesh bruising already, and he found that a part of him liked the sight of it.

Shisui knew if they were to continue with their little make-out session, he probably wouldn't find the will to stop, his cock was twitching painfully as it was already and it didn't help that he could feel the wetness soaking through her shorts onto his knee. He almost wanted to grunt at the thought of it but his face was remained calm, the only thing that betrayed his true colours were the darkened shade of his eyes.

"Enough for today." his voice was husky, raw and low, as he fought against his own unholy thoughts. He didn't want to think how creamy her thighs were, he didn't want to think about the way his name came out of her lips and he didn't want to imagine how soft her breasts were underneath that goddamn shirt. And although his eyes were filled with lust just as much as hers, it was still not the right time. Too early. After all just like with most good things, you had to wait for them patiently. And he would wait for her.

He retreated ever so slowly, still unsure of the consequences of his actions, but the guilt had the most of him, so he stood up, his face blank, showing no emotion, no desire that glimmered previously over the expanse of his features. "I'll see you soon." He said, his Sharingan fading into black once again and Sakura noticed that his eyes weren't the only thing that was fading. The man himself faded out of her sight.

Sakura was left all hot and bothered, alone in this big lush forest with nothing else but her own company. She couldn't believe what just happened, but the way her chest was rising up and down, and the way her body felt, she was in fact sure that whatever that just happened wasn't just a part of her daydream.

"Shisui of the body flicker, eh?" She laughed to herself, softly, before standing up on her own jelly feet. Sadness lingered under the façade of a soft smile she had on her face, she knew this wouldn't end well for her, a man his calibre wasn't someone she could ever reach easily.

Author's note

Thank you for reading! Even though we didn't reach our goal of 40 reviews, I'm still amazed by the fact that almost 100 people are following my work on ! If you notice any mistakes just know I will edit this chapter later, but I'm so excited to upload it for you guys today, I really hoped you enjoyed this steamy chapter and I will see you on a next one! Please let me know if you enjoyed the smut part of this chapter and let me know how I did on writing steamier details, because I'm not really sure how I did as I'm not used to writing even this kind of smut! Hope we can reach 40 reviews and more until the next one, make sure you either follow, favorite or review my story, so I would know that someone somewhere is actually reading this haha! By the way for those of you who like reading on AO3 I just want to let you know that I uploaded my fanfiction there as well! Oh and one last thing - for those craving some Shisui/Sakura artwork I suggest visiting my tumblr at dijayeah (it's literally the same nickname as I have here) I have some art this ship!x