Smut Monday Part 2: Stud

Pairing: PeinSaku

Warnings: Sex, so if you're uncomfortable with that, don't read

She was drowning.

He always did this to her. Every single time, he stole her fucking breath away and she melted into a puddle of heated emotions, helpless against his touch. Why did she let him in? She was still mad at him-

Pulling away to get some air, she panted loudly as she felt his lips on her neck, skin burning wherever they pressed, the several metal studs providing a pleasant contrast to it. She froze when her doorbell rang. Hurrying to untangle herself from the mess of limbs, she jumped up and off the couch, leaving him to grumble behind her. She cracked open the door to peek out, wisely keeping the rest of her body behind the door, nearly groaning when she saw the figure standing outside.

Hands brushing against her lower back told her he was right behind her, but at least he was careful to stay out of sight. A rush of excitement went through her when his arms reached around to her front, fingers moving across her breasts before enclosing around them, squeezing firmly. She hoped the beads of sweat she could feel forming on her forehead weren't too visible.

"Hey, Deidara! What's up?" She tried to flash him her brightest grin, only to falter when she felt the thumbs stroking her stiffened nipples before pulling away altogether. She wondered what he was up to when she felt a sudden breeze on her behind, spiky hair brushing against her as his lips skimmed the soft flesh of her inner thighs. The bastard had flipped the back of her skirt up.

"Hey, Saku-chan!" She felt the hands running up and down her thighs freeze, before squeezing dangerously. She had to hold back a whimper as her fingers tightened on the wooden door. "Are you free right now? I was just- "Sakura choked as she felt teeth sink into the supple flesh of her ass, blunt fingernails digging into her thighs, getting his message across wordlessly.

Get rid of him.

"Dei-kun," She did wince this time, as he bit down on the other cheek even harder, refusing to acknowledge the heat pooling deep in her core. "It's not a good time, not right now, but I'll call you later! I'm so so- "He decided to take things into his own hands, pulling her back with one hand, slamming the door shut with the other.

"-rry," she finished flatly, turning to look down at the man kneeling behind her. "Pein."

"Hmm?" Her mouth fell open slightly as he buried his nose into her heat, inhaling deeply. She leaned back, her upper back pushed up against the door as he shifted away slightly only to tear her underwear off, prompting her to card fingers through his deceptively soft hair once before tugging roughly.

Staring at the scraps of blue cloth that used to be one of her cutest pairs, her blazing eyes turned to him, ready to chew him out. But of course, before she could even begin his tongue flicked out to taste her, the slick appendage gliding along her folds before parting them as he prompted her to widen her stance. Breathing unevenly as she did so, Sakura frowned when he pulled back and rose to his feet.

"Come," he ordered quietly. She contemplated resisting briefly, before deciding against it as he led them into her bedroom. She could add it to her growing list of things she needs to yell at him for. Unbuttoning her blouse deftly, she let it fall to the ground, followed by her skirt as she climbed up onto the queen-sized bed on her knees when he stopped her there, and with the gentle pressure of his hand between her shoulder blades, she bent over to place her hands on the bed, catching on quickly as she shuffled forward on all fours while he undressed. Sakura glanced back over her shoulder to meet his piercing ringed eyes, shivering when he climbed up behind her, pumping his thick length slowly while his eyes traced her figure in silence, lingering on her pear-shaped ass. His free hand reached out to grab a pillow and place it under her head, before moving to hold her hips in place, nudging her knees further apart as he pressed his own hips into hers. She turned back to face her front, hands trembling in anticipation as she scrunched the soft fabric of the sheets between her long fingers, aching with the need to have him inside her. She felt him align the glistening tip of his shaft to her swollen sex, entering in one long thrust. He groaned at the feeling of her familiar, slick, heat around him, eyes snapping up to stare at the back of her head as she whimpered, but not in a discouraging manner. He wished they could stay here, in this moment, forever-connected in the most primal of ways; he loved feeling so close to her.

Snapping his hips back, he drove his cock into her again, repeating the motions with his thrusts reaching deeper with every turn. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she moaned deeply, snapping open when she felt Pein tug at her hair lightly. She turned her head, lips meeting his in a desperate kiss as he continued to ram his girth into her tight pussy relentlessly. He slowed down a little, changing his angle, deeply familiar with the way her body works. The new shift made her cry out in pleasure, head and chest falling onto the soft pillow as her ass was pushed further into the air, allowing him to penetrate deeper. He grunted his approval loudly, aching for release as he snaked his hand around to the front of her body, the rough pads of his fingers rubbing over her swollen nub. Sakura felt the coil deep in her core tighten further as he continued to stimulate her, hands working with the confidence of being the one who knew her best in every way. His thrusts became uneven as he reached closer to the edge, but he was determined to get her there before he did. Lips curving up into a smirk, he angled his thrusts even deeper, making sure to rub against the bundle of nerves near her entrance, raking a blunt fingernail over her clit. Sakura screamed into the pillow as her climax shattered inside of her, her walls clamping down on him, coaxing him to follow her in his own release.

He almost sagged against her, pulling her legs out from under her, already working on making her comfortable while she was still dazed from her climax. Spotting the blanket at the foot of the bed, he grabbed it and covered them up, arms wrapping around her as she rested her head on his chest.

"I haven't forgotten what you did to Hidan," she whispered sleepily.

"We'll talk about it after you get some rest," he promised even as he grinned at the thought of the Jashinist's bloody face, his grip on her tightening possessively. She was his, just as he was hers and he'd make sure the world knew it; even if that acceptance was accompanied by a sea of blood.

lol sorry