Chapter 3

A/N: This is awkward...

Disclaimer: All characters belong top Masashi Kishimoto.

Summary: Just because they're parents now doesn't mean they have to stop having their fun.

Us

Theirs was an arranged marriage , like the most of their generation. But there was sparks each time they were in touch. They spoke through their eyes, not letting anyone in on their conversations. Not even their children. It might not have started as the love in romance novels but it was more than enough for them.

Even years after their marriage she made his day with her smiles and he comforted her with the lightest of touches. Still they were connected to each other as they were in their youth. He'd still carry her around like did after marriage and she'd still distract him from his task. This still remains upto today. Well , until recently anyway.

Since their sons were quite grown up Mikoto found almost nothing to do after she came home from work, cooked for her family and had dinner with either of her sons. Everyone seemed busy nowadays. Sasu-chan didn't talk to her like he used to when he was little, well, he did move out. And Itachi is busy with taking over the business and making time for Izumi but what irritates her the most is that , that idiot husband of hers started growing distant in recent years like he's going through some weird teenage phase. She sometimes missed how he'd wake her up in the middle of the night just to hear her talk about her day and her screaming (thank Kami for sound-proof walls.). It's like they've lost their drive. Like they've become old. No she didn't like the sound of that. This situation had to be rectified and she knows just how to.

Fugaku Uchiha was stressed. He had a good idea why but didn't bother to acknowledge the situation. He missed spending time with his family but he had a buttload of paperwork to do before retirement. He knew Itachi can handle the company smoothly but some old cobwebs had to be cleared up before he left. That is just making him feel so old. Retiring. It's like the end of an era. If he can do this right it meant having more time with his family, more time with Mikoto. Kami knows she'll deserve all the attention he could give her. Ever since the kids had grown up and moved out the house felt lonely event though they had dinner and lunch every other day with either it's just not the same. Every day he felt too tired to even spend time with his wife. How long had it been since they'd been together last time? He'd have to make up for that, he thought with a small smirk.

Suddenly, the door to his office opened and Mikoto poked her head in carrying what seemed like a bento box.

"I thought we could have dinner together tonight. Sasuke's having dinner with Sakura's parents tonight." She said as an excuse. She was dressed in a simple violet dress which fit her just well, casual and professional. Hair done in a casual bun.

"I'm busy..." He started but seeing her hopeful expression changed his mind. "but dinner sounds great." He said with a small smile reserved only for his dear wife. She'd taken her time to cook his favourites. Sukiyaki and Yakitori, he thought fondly.

"It's been so long since I've been in this room,nothing's changed much though." She said as she looked around the room, seated opposite to him. They had dinner in companionable silence. "so, what's new?" She asked coaxing him slowly.

"Nothing really, just wrapping everything up before the big retirement." He said with a forlorn voice. This industry has been a part of his life for as long as he remembers, a second home if that's possible. It's not just a family business but also a part of their lives, he met Mikoto because of it. This place means as much to her as to him. They expanded it beyond imagination,she opened the new enterprise and he controlled the main branch. Their first baby, she used to call it.

"You know you don't have to so soon. Itachi can wait."

"I didn't, he shouldn't have to. He's efficient enough."

"I don't know maybe you shouldn't rush it." She spoke softly knowing how much this place meant to him.

"We are going to need new furnishing for this room." He said sternly silently telling her he doesn't wish to continue this conversation.

She granted his wish, "I think so too, Anata. I don't think Itachi would like to work on a desk he was probably conceived on." She said chuckling softly. After all it was upto her to lighten the mood.

That sparked something in them. Reminding them of younger times, when they were new to this all. When they seeked the pleasures of marriage like hormone driven teenagers. When the prospect of starting a family was both scary and exciting all at the same time.

He wanted to experience that again just as she.

She stood up and walked around the table to him, bent down enough to give him a glimpse of that enticing cleavage and whispered in his ear , " I locked the door on my way in." Smiling devilishly.

"What do you say Anata, maybe we should give that old memory a re run?" She managed to get out before being pulled into his lap.

"You still manage to leave me speechless, Tsuma." He said before slanting his mouth over hers. He cupped her cheek and took out her bun to run his fingers her hair. They kissed fervently, her hands busy ridding him of his work clothes, his tracing every possible curve. Her dress had ridden up to give him a glimpse of those mouth-watering creamy thighs. Their tongues were in action now, fighting for dominance. He squeezed her clothed breasts enthusiasticly feeling her mounds. He moved to her neck sucking and nipping at places that would have to be covered for the next few days, running his tongue up and down her thriat while she mewled in anticipation. He managed to work her zipper down just as she rid him of his jacket and shirt. Her voice was driving him insane. And she knew this better that anyone. Once he pulled it off of her, he was met with the most tantalizing sight in months. His wife in pure satin see through lingerie with a front clasp to top it off.

"You prepared for this didn't you?"

"You needed a little pick-me-up. And I figured this is the best way for us both."

Without further ado he brought his head down to kiss the valley of her breasts. "Ohhhn" she moaned softly as he started running his tongue along the same line. She couldn't wait anymore and moved her hips in perfect angle to brush her pussy along that accentuated bulge created in her husbands pants. All the while letting out quiet moans due to the friction. He groaned against her chest and undid the clasp. Then he was faced with her mounds, full and enticing, tipped with the rosiest red nipples. Motherhood had been good to her. One of which he immediately pulled into his mouth sucking with gusto. He cupped the other and squeezed before rolling the nipple into a pebbled peak

"Ahh, Fugaku." She hissed as he scraped the areola with teeth and flicked with his tongue all the while keeping friction between their lower part. He slipped his other hand in her panties and inserted two fingers as well as rolling her clit.

"You're so wet. You're practically leaking." He said in a husky voice. Her wetness seeped through her underwear and ruining his slacks in the process.

"I-if you k-keep this up , I'll cum too soon. Eeek!." He let tip slip from his mouth and lifting her on the desk.

"So soon? I haven't even had dessert yet." That was when she burst out laughing.

"Out of all the lines, you had to pick the overused one." Instead of giving her a response he dropped to his knees and started licking up her thighs. Which caused her to moan loudly.

"You were saying?"

"Don't stop. If y-you stop I swear I'll leave you high and dry."

"As you say , my love."

He dove in and ripped her underwear without even acknowledging it. She didn't seem to mind either. He started with a slow lick from her entrance to all the way up to her aching clit which he circled with his tongue in a torturously slow pace. She bucked up against him, trying to get more .She continuously pulled on his hair to facilitate the pace but no such luck. He again dragged his tongue up and down until he felt the telltale signs of her orgasm as she was crying out to him to not stop. He'd do this all day if possible. He'd have time for that later. Now he had to satisfy this amazing woman. So he plunged his tongue in and thumbed her button just the way she liked.

"Ohh! Ahh ! There ohh, ooh. I-I can't hold...FUGAKU! She flooded around him. He licked his wife in hopes of prolonging her orgasm and hearing her screams. He looked up to see her panting hard. Trying to keep her voice in control

He stood up and licked his fingers and lips looking at her. As soon as he undid his slacks, grabbed him and started running her soft fingers over him. Pumping him a few times before he wrapped his hand around hers and laced their fingers together, pulling per closer and rubbing his shaft along her pussy effectively rubbing her clit, making her wetter than she already was. He kissed her passionately letting her taste herself on his tongue. She pulled away to breathe kissing a small line down his chest leaving few marks and he rubbed harder against her.

"Anata , I'm still sensitive down there." He kissed her again letting his tongue explore the caverns of her mouth

"I know." He rubbed harder against her before laying her down on the desk and pushing into her in a swift motion before pulling back all the way out and pushing into her again. She was already panting harshly already loosing her voice due to the screaming.

"Fuck, how are you so tight? " He groaned when her walls squeezed around him ,plunging in and out on their rhythm, giving a particularly hard thrust from time to time. Oh, he knew just what she liked. He picked her up and sat down in his chair. They moved their hips in sync finding the best angle for maximum pleasure. He lifted her on his erection and plunged deep inside hitting her g-spot. Making her come in the process, her insides giving him a run for their money. . He felt like he was going to die but this wouldn't be a bad sight before death, his wife's breasts bouncing with their joined movement, bodies glistening with sweat, slapping against each other. And her voice. Her voice had opened up again. They kept moving together running their fingers up each others body but her fingers had made their home in his back. He thrusted up inside her as moved her hips to meet him Holding onto for dear life.

"Harder, faster, please..."

He buried his face in her neck placing soft kisses all the way to her ears, whispering things that haven't been spoken in a long time right before thrusting hard aiming for her sweet spot. She looked up in his eyes, cupped his face in both of her hands, slowly whispered, "I love you, Anata, my Fugaku."

"Ah." I love you as well. He pulled her into a kiss soft and slow, something that rivaled with their movement going in their downward region. He pulled away from her mouth and moved his head down to bite on her nipple as he rubbed her clit harder.

She was crying out his name as he kept chanting her name against her breast like an age old mantra. They were close. She felt it, he swelled up inside her ready to let go. Her walls fluttered around him ,her insides were already on fire in anticipation for what seemed to be one of the greatest orgasms of her life.

"Honey, faster, harder. Lets...ahhhh...together...ohhh..mmm."

He lifted her one last time before pushing her down and hitting her g-spot. Fireworks burst behind their eyes, orgasm quaking through their whole body.

"Ahhh...Fugaku...ohhh..ahh." She screamed as she came so hard that the others paled in comparision. He let go inside and kept moving for their maximum pleasure.

"Mikoto,Mikoto..." He whispered against her as they came down from their high.

"You're beautiful..." He suddenly said looking in her eyes as she laid there on his chest. Spent and thoroughly fucked.

"Why is it that I always have to have sex with you for you to be so sweet?" , she asked with a teasing undertone. He kissed her forehead in response.

"I love you too." She gave him her brightest smile and wrapped herself in him.

They laid there for quiet a time, talking in whispers, holding each other.

"Let's go home. " He wanted to spend the night just holding her, maybe other things. But he wanted to hear her talk the most.

"After we clean this mess. There are extra clothes for you in my bag." She said before pulling on her clothes and gathering the scattered documents , she hadn't noticed falling.

He joined her a moment later and organized them accordingly. They left the building side by side. These were her favourite moments when they walked together equals, side by side, husband and wife.

She wasn't anticipating their sons' presence at the house.

"Nii-san called me saying you aren't home and answering your phone. Where were you?" Sasuke asked looking directly at their mother.

"I was at the office. I was helping your father with paperwork so we had our phones switched off."

Fugaku looked at her from the corner of his eyes.

"Hn. I guess that's that then."

"What are you two doing here anyway? You said you couldn't make it."

"I had something to talk to you about. But that can wait. You look tired and its late. You should sleep. Come on otouto let's go."

"Why don't you stay tonight? Both of you?" She asked

"I have a project I need to finish at work. We'll make time tomorrow night Kaa-san, Tou-san . "Itachi said hugging his mother.

"Sakura's feeling a little down today. We'll come over next Good night Kaa-san. Tou-san." Sasuke said before hugging his mother, confused as to why his brother was rushing them.

"Aa" Their father responded.

After they left she looked at her husband and said, "Come on. We both could use a relaxing bath."

He agreed before picking her up bridal style and carrying her to the bathroom. Some old habits should be kept intact as long as possible.

Meanwhile:

"It's not really that funny Zu." Itachi said in an unamused voice looking at his girlfriend who barely kept herself from falling down. He had been traumatised, for kami's sake! He shouldn't have looked at his father's neck

"Oh but it is Ita-kun. Well, look on the bright side. At least you can give a good excuse to why you don't to join right now." She said before remembering his horrified expression and falling down laughing again.

"I'd like to see you laughing to much after you find out your parents...were inappropriate in your future office."

Kami, he couldn't to forget that hickey he saw on father's neck.

He'll have to bleach his brains now. Sasuke is so lucky he's ignorant.