Title: baddest baby in the atmosphere
Summary: Deliberately seducing Sasuke without the intention of giving him any action is a bad idea. A bad, bad idea.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Prompt: Lessons Learned.
Rating: M
Warning(s): Vague sex at the end. Dirty talk. Oh, and quite a bit of cussing. No actual sex scene, just… intense dirty talk and some sexual touching.
Comments: …yeah, I had four choices for this prompt but idk this smut idea just inspired me more.

In her defense, she had to try.

Ever since they started the sexual part of their relationship, they never had spontaneous sex. It was either planned, expected (for example, upon returning from missions and not having touched each other in weeks) or part of their routine (sex was legitimately included as part of their routine on some days).

Thus, no one could blame her for wanting to spice things up a bit.

"Sasuke-kun, have you seen my black shorts?" Sakura called out in the hall, feigning her search for the piece of clothing she knew was properly tucked in her drawer.

"Hn," her boyfriend replied noncommittally, focusing on the sharpening of his beloved Kusanagi.

Sakura rolled her eyes but pursued with her plan, walking past him and into the laundry room. "Are you sure you didn't just steal them so you could see me traipsing around in just my skirt?" She faked some sort of irritating tone, here.

She heard him snort, and smirked when the sound of metal against whetstone stopped. She knew he was probably looking at her with vague annoyance. Good, she thought. He needs to.

"Why would I—"

Suddenly, she bent over, pretending to look into their washing machine for her 'missing shorts' and the sound of him choking reached her ears.

Success! she cheered in her mind, glad that her little plan of barely there underwear fully revealed to him because of her missing piece of clothing had worked.

"—do that?" he croaked.

Her smirk grew.

It didn't take half a minute more for him to recover from the shock. She turned around and tried to feign confusion but a little saucy smile escaped her as she saw him throw his weapon on the floor and flash-step in front of her. He growled lowly and gripped her waist possessively, but she instead smacked her forehead and told him she just remembered having washed it the night before and putting it away.

Planning on keeping him worked up so they could have hotter action later, she slipped out of his arms and walked out of the room, putting on an innocent façade. She made sure to slip out of the house as quickly as she could, all too aware of her lover staring at her from the window, his eyes narrowing as he realized she hadn't gone to put her short on at all.

He knew what she was up to.

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He followed her out of the house. She could sense him—he wasn't even trying to mask his chakra.

Sakura nearly had the urge to laugh, but she held it back as she slipped into a shop and started browsing aimlessly, waiting until she saw Sasuke stop at the front of the store. She stole a discreet glance, her smirk coming back with a vengeance when she took in the sight of his widened eyes and lightly gaping mouth.

"Do you think Sasuke would like this?" she asked the store clerk as she held up a very flimsy piece of lingerie. "Or do you think that'd be too much?"

"I don't know miss, I mean I think he's… isn't he kind of… reserved?"

She tsk-ed, then smiled. "Not under the sheets, he isn't," she replied with a wink.

There was another cheer of triumph in her head when she looked appreciatively at the outfit, nodded to herself and made her way to the cashier's counter. She quickly paid and feigned a look of surprise when she saw Sasuke standing outside the store, evidently waiting for her but doing a poor job at hiding his ever-so-growing lust. She blushed a little at his heated gaze, but she was glad that it was helping with her innocent act.

"And I was hoping to break it in later tonight," she pouted, still blushing.

He glared, and she nearly reeled back against the intensity of it. Then, he gripped her wrist and shoved himself against her, his erection pressing directly on her groin. He backed her up slowly, keeping her body flushed against his, ignoring the obvious stares they were getting for being so publicly inappropriate.

"Don't play games with me, Sakura," he growled in her ear after he had successfully maneuvered them both in an alleyway between two stores. "If you want me to fuck you, you just have to say so." He pressed himself deeper against her, making her whimper, and then grinded harshly on her core. "Don't tease me unless you want to be taught a lesson."

"Are you willing to be my sensei then, Sasuke?" She gasped against his ear.

She slipped her hands under his shirt and started seducing him back, trying to distract herself and refusing to lose to him now. If anyone is losing, it's going to be him, she decided. Just as her hands were about to dip down his pants, she unexpectedly shoved him off and dashed for it, leaving him stunned for a few moments until reality slammed back into him and made him reel. He was beyond the limits of his patience at this point.

She made sure to mask her chakra so he would have to look for her and get even more riled up doing it.

Man, sex is gonna be so hot tonight, she thought, grinning to herself.

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The last straw was at the Hokage office.

She was having a pleasant discussion with Naruto about future missions and trying to brag her way into some of the ones she liked most, when suddenly Sasuke barged into the room, looking as furious as ever.

"Sasuke-teme! What the—"

"Naruto, get the fuck out," he snarled, dangerously making his way towards Sakura, who stood frozen in front of the Rokudaime's desk. She swallowed tightly as she noticed his still raging hard-on—something Naruto had yet to notice—and the pure, unadulterated lust and anger in those red eyes.

"Jesus shit teme! This is my office! You can't kick me out!" the knuckleheaded blonde shouted, gritting his teeth at the unnecessary anger and tension hovering in the office for absolutely no reason.

"Get out," Sasuke yelled, pointing at the door.

"Man, what the fuck! I'm not leaving you alone with Sakura—" And that was when he noticed Sasuke's 'condition'. "Oh, hell no. HELL NO. YOU ARE NOT BANGING SAKURA IN MY OFFICE, YOU SICK BASTARD! THAT IS UN—"

"GET OUT," Sasuke started, teetering on the edge of his sanity. "OR I WILL THROW YOU OUT."

"Sasuke-kun, you can't—"

He fixed her with such a heated stare that she couldn't help but to hold her breath at this point. God, he was so intense, he was going to screw her senseless—

"Don't you dare," he hissed. "Don't you dare push this off for later. This is entirely your fault—you teased me past my limit and I am not going to fucking hold back anymore. I'm going to bend you over that desk and fuck you so senseless and I'm going to make you beg—"

"OH COME ON, GUYS, I DON'T NEED THIS!" Naruto cried, making the seals for the teleportation justu. "THIS IS SO UNFAIR," were the last words heard before he disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"—and I'm going to make you come until you can't fucking come anymore, you hear me?" he snarled, trapping her against the desk. "I'll fuck you against that glass so that everyone can see you, I'll fuck you against that wall, I'll fuck you until you scream yourself hoarse and until you can't move a fucking muscle anymore. Then," he leaned in close, slipping off her underwear and unzipping her shirt, "after I'm all done with you, you'll fuck me in that very fucking chair, fulfilling at my fucking fantasies of you as my assistant."He pulled back to shove his pants and underwear off. "You asked to be taught a lesson, and I'm fucking going to teach you one."

A grunt of relief escaping as he buried himself inside of her in a solid, harsh thrust. Grasping her ass, he hoisted her onto the desk and began a merciless rhythm, smirking in triumph as he finally got to end her torturous teasing game and begin his own.

A/N: just so you guys know, I don't believe they will truly need to spice things up like this. Because Sasuke is fucking intense and strikes me as the type of guy that when he gets remotely turned on, he just immediately has to take her. And he wouldn't be holding back like he's doing in this fic. They'd have the wildest sex life… I'm just saying.

It's always fun to explore other options with them, though, haha.

DeepPoeticGirl