Title: the way you grab me must wanna get nasty
Summary: First he hated the beach. Then they started dating, and he loved it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Prompt: Paradise
Rating: T
Warning(s): OOC Sasuke. Probably.
Comments: SASUSAKU AT THE BEACH WITH A PINCH OF NARUTO.

He loved the sun.

Sasuke would never openly admit to it if anyone asked, but he absolutely adored lying around to sunbathe and took every opportunity to do so.

And so it was no wonder that Sasuke actually enjoyed the beach. In fact, these days, it was actually his favorite place to be.

It wasn't always this way, though. At first, Sasuke hated the beach: sand got everywhere (still does, up to this day), was too hot to walk barefoot on (still is, too), and made it impossible or very unpleasant to properly apply sunscreen (what was it with sand sticking to skin even without water?). Then there was the water: seaweed smelling, murky looking, and holding next to no visibility, most of the time. Sasuke didn't like stepping on stones and barnacles, or feeling something brush against his feet while being unable to know what it was. Not to mention the people who flapped their towels and sent sand flying in his face and sometimes his food. Or the occasional people who didn't have the decency to keep a distance as they ran in the sand, effectively kicking some in his direction.

And then… and then there was Sakura. She made everything worse with her barely covered body. Prancing around him like a total tease; chopped pink locks breezing in the wind under a cute straw hat; her perky breasts bouncing and shining with perspiration; her toned legs drawing unwanted male attention, as well as his own; a taut stomach that made him swallow down whimpers; and most of all a beautiful, firm, tight ass that had him holding back a nosebleed every time it came into view.

She had absolutely no idea how torturous it was to watch her play ball or swim in the water (especially when she came out of it, dripping wet and glimmering), or how much of a hard time he had holding himself back when she sunbathed beside him in all her jaw-dropping glory. She had no idea how absolutely hard he got every time she moaned about how 'deliciously hot this day was'. The amount of time he ran to the water with shinobi speed to cool himself off was ridiculous.

She made his almost torturous day at the beach turn into complete hell.

However, that was before they started dating.

After they started dating, that's when the beach became one of Sasuke's favorite places to be.

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"Damnit."

Hearing the surprising curse fall from his girlfriend's lips, Sasuke blinked and turned his head in her direction, tan hands pausing in the motion of unrolling a big old blanket—Sakura had recently proven to him how much more comfortable they were compared to towels, and how sand didn't get on it as easily—on the beach ground for the both of them.

"What?" he asked. But when he noticed the way she angrily stared down—

At her sand-and-sunscreen covered hands.

He smirked lightly. "I thought I told you to be careful on our way here."

"You did," Sakura replied, irritation clear in her tone. "It was an accident."

"Obviously," he muttered, rolling his eyes, but still a little too amused at her predicament. "Here," he said, as he finished settling the blanket. He reached for the bottle of sunscreen with one hand, and for her wrist with the other.

She only looked questionable for a brief moment, before she caught up and smiled. "Thanks, Sasuke-kun," she said, turning her back to him and lifting her hair up.

It was wildly unnecessary for him to kiss her neck a little before applying sunscreen there, but he did it anyway, just because he felt like it—the way she leaned into him and smiled sweetly told him she liked it, anyway. Smiling secretively to himself, he gave her jaw a light kiss before smearing the cream over her back in slow, sensual movements, taking his time to enjoy every little curve and area of her body. It was hard not to smirk when her eyes slipped shut in want when he reached her stomach and massaged the area hotly.

Sasuke loved rubbing sunblock on her skin.

"You tease," she hissed, leaning back into his shirtless chest. "I swear, you always do this."

"You're the one who always manages to get sand on your hands," he retorted, pulling her tight against him. "Sometimes I think you do that on purpose all the time, just so I can touch you," he whispered, lips hot against her ear. "It's no wonder we end up getting all serious in the wat—"

"I'm going to be sick," a new voice called, sounding nauseated.

They both jolted away in surprise, the heated mood quickly dissipating as they spotted their blonde best friend looking at them with shocked, disturbed features. Naruto looked nothing short of mortified.

"What do you—"

"You guys did it in the water?!"

Sakura winced at the shrieking tone and blushed, trying her best to seem casual, while Sasuke merely smirked.

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"You know, he's never gonna get over that," Sakura pointed out, as she crossed her arms behind her head and sighed contentedly into the heat of the sun.

The rays were hitting them full-on, and they had both settled onto the blankets about twenty minutes ago, enjoying the delightful heat and light of this amazing summer day. Sasuke was on his stomach, face buried in his muscled arms, and although she had the most wonderful view of his sexy back, she couldn't help but to stare at their troubled friend and giggle.

"I think we've traumatised him."

"It's not like he never had a reason," Sasuke replied, a little teasingly. "He did catch us that time in the living room two mon—"

"Sasuke!" his girlfriend exclaimed, laughing. "Don't remind me," she chided, softly slapping his back. "I've been trying to forget the mortifying experience, like I'm sure he has too."

Her boyfriend let out a low chuckle, before he turned his head to look at her. His breath seemed to catch a little when he did—she looked absolutely stunning in that cherry red bikini, the light hitting her just the right way.

"What?" she asked, when she noticed him staring. "Is something wrong? Is there something on my face?" She reached and patted her face urgently, horrified.

Sasuke's eyes softened. "Nothing," he murmured, hiding his smile. "Nothing at all."

She was perfect.

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"Now you're the one being the tease," Sasuke hissed as he felt slim arms wrap around his waist for behind and a wet, tight body pressing into him. Her soft breasts were squishing against his back and he shut his eyes with mild annoyance, trying to keep from tackling her.

"Payback," Sakura murmured in his head, pressing hot kisses to his neck. She slipped her hands under water and to his hard abs, tracing the lines seductively. "You know, we could always just slip in the deep end again and have our own little fun," she whispered against his skin, slipping her hands down a little more. She heard him catch his breath and smirked. "It was really fun, last time."

"If you think you can be quiet," he growled back, grasping her hands tightly and keeping them from wandering in all too inappropriate places while they were still in shallow water. He turned to face her and gave her a deep, forceful kiss, arms slipping around her naked back tightly so he could pull her closer. "You almost blew our cover last time."

"I can be quiet," she replied through hot kisses, slipping her hands through his hair. "I promise." Her lips went to his jaw. "Just do me. I need you now."

God he loved her. She was absolutely crazy, and he loved her knack for adventurous escapades.

"You know the dobe is gonna be suspicious right?" Sasuke said, fiddling with the strings of her top. "Since he knows we've already done it in the water?"

"Whatever."

Sasuke chuckled and tackled her under water, lips slipping over hers in an incredibly sensual kiss, wanton hands caressing her ass softly. When he felt her return the erotic kiss, he smiled sexily, slipping his tongue inside her mouth briefly before he resurfaced them both from water. She was terribly out of breath, having been completely unprepared for such a gesture. Sasuke took pride in this, smirking fiercely as he ran a hand through his wet hair and pushed it out of his face. The way her eyes narrowed as she tackled him underwater again, upon noticing his smirk, made his heart hasten with anticipation.

He loved the beach. It was paradise.

A/N: I'm back! I was gone for half a week at my best friend's place and I actually wanted to get some writing done, but I am not even kidding on the first day I got there my laptop fell from the table and the charger broke. LITERALLY. I was like, SHIT. I was lucky the laptop itself didn't break (it's on the verge, though, I've been waiting for it to die for a couple months now. I got the warning saying my battery needed to be changed so ANY DAY NOW) but the charger? The perfectly working charger? Aw, damnit. So I had to wait till I got back today to use the spare and work on my prompts.

Explanation aside, I'm giving a heads up that the next prompts will be either really short or shorter than average. I want to catch up to the present, lol!

Hope you enjoyed, though :) Even if I think it's super shitty. XD

DeepPoeticGirl