Smut Monday: Gentle Giant

Prompt: Underworld/Underground

Let us thank beyondthemoor for organising Smut Mondays. Thank you for giving me a reason to look forward to Mondays :')

Pairing: JūgoSaku

Warnings: Sexual Situations ahead

"Just shut up and let me talk. Don't say a word. Actually, don't even make eye contact with the boss."

Suigetsu and Karin ceased their argument at once, turning to look at their team leader incredulously as he paced back and forth in the waiting room they had been dragged into.

"But Sasuke, they can't treat us like this! We're-"

"They can. We're basically trespassers here, and even I have to admit that we seem very shady at this point. Being caught with Orochimaru's goons of all people…" Sasuke grit his teeth, running a hand through his raven hair irritably. "…Madara's going to kill me."

The fourth member of the team, Jūgo, chose to speak up. "But…we're allies, right?" He tried to relax his shoulders. They were in friendly territory. But running into those guys had been bad luck; things had just gone downhill from there.

"Have been since Mito-sama married Hashirama," Sasuke confirmed. "Doesn't change the fact that we got caught up in Orochimaru's mess. And this area isn't run by the Senju directly; this group is closely related to them, but they're just as dangerous. I'll try my best to explain it, but we still caused a lot of damage to some buildings. They will ask for compensation." He glared harshly at Jūgo, who seemed to shrink under the force of the glare.

"Have…have you met the boss before?" Karin asked with a curious gleam in her eyes. To their great surprise, the Uchiha seemed to flush a little before he nodded silently. Before he could give them any more details, the door right across from the one they had come through flew open, and a dark haired man stood in the doorway, surveying the four of them with his lips twisted into a slight smirk.

Sasuke stiffened in surprise. "Sai." His companions looked at him once, then at each other and then gaped at the newest addition in the room. Jūgo observed the other man with great interest.

Sai simply nodded at the Uchiha. "Long time no see, Sasuke. Now if you would follow me…" As they walked behind him into a dimly lit hallway, Suigetsu leaned in toward his friends to whisper quietly. "That's the Uchiha bastard, isn't it? Sasuke's-?"

"Half-brother," Karin finished quietly. As far as she was aware, there was no bad blood here. Maybe he'd hep them? Sasuke looked shocked but not all that hostile. Up ahead, their friend was trying to recompose himself.

Jūgo didn't sense any bad vibes from the other man. He just seemed…carefully neutral.

"How have you been?" Sai asked pleasantly.

"Good, I'm…I've been doing well. What…what about you?" He hesitated for a moment. "Do they treat you…okay?"

The other man looked slightly amused. "I've been doing very well." His eyes shined a little. "They treat me like one of their own. I'm…I've found a family in them." Sasuke looked relieved.

"That's good. I'm glad," And he was. When he looked like he wanted to say more, Sai spoke before he could, stopping in front of a set of double doors at the end of the hallway. "You're nervous. And you should be. Please try to refrain from being your usual self. She will not appreciate it." He turned the handle. "Good luck."

Jūgo blinked in confusion. 'She?' He looked to the other two only to see them looking equally lost, and Sasuke only nodded with a grimly resigned look on his face. They walked into a large hall, which was beautifully decorated with a long dining table in the middle of it. There were three people seated at the table; to his surprise, Jūgo recognised them.

Hyūga Neji sat at the head of the table, with Akasuna no Sasori and Subaku no Gaara sitting on his left and right respectively. The two redheads also happened to be cousins.

"Gentlemen," Sasuke greeted coolly, eyes flicking around the room. He was searching for the one in charge.

"Quite the mess you've gotten into Uchiha," Neji said by way of greeting him. Sasori laughed, leaning back in his chair as he regarded them with a teasing smirk in place. Gaara chose to remain quiet as Sai came and took a seat next to him.

Suddenly, one of the several doors opened and a pink haired girl came through, pushing a trolley into the room. 'Fuck.' That was Jūgo's only had on a chef's hat, and a white frilly apron. "Dinner's here!" She didn't even pause when she noticed them. "Oh, you guys are here. Won't you join us for dinner? There's plenty of food."

Sasuke seemed to squirm a little, swallowing nervously. Jūgo couldn't figure out why he looked so uncomfortable. The food looked wonderful and the girl was lovely. He couldn't help but note everything about her, taking in her shiny, bright hair and jewelled eyes, her sharp nose and slightly wide forehead. He blushed when she looked over at him, mustering up a shy smile when she grinned and winked. But the illusion of a cheerful, harmless girl was shattered within seconds.

"Sakura-sama- "Sasuke tried again.

"Sit down, Sasuke." She wasn't asking this time. Jūgo watched in shock as Sasuke nodded meekly, taking a seat next to Sai. Suigetsu chose the seat beside Sasori, Karin next to him. There were five chairs on each side of the table. He followed suit while she loaded the dishes onto the table, but just as Jūgo pulled the chair back, she passed by and brushed a hand across his forearm. He hoped she didn't notice him shiver. "Ah, no. Come sit next to me, Jūgo-san."

She knew his name. Somehow, Jūgo wasn't all that surprised, as he glanced at Sasuke only to see him nod almost aggressively. Sakura went to sit across from Neji, slipping off her hat and apron, with Jūgo taking a seat to her left, something fluttering in the pit of his stomach. She was wearing a white sundress that fell gracefully to her knees. He didn't think he could eat anything with his beautiful but deadly girl next to him. He wanted to kiss her, but he was also afraid for his life. "So," she began. "What did you do this time?" Three men appeared out of seemingly nowhere to serve them. She looked up from her plate. "I'm talking to you, Sasuke-kun."

Sasuke almost choked on the forkful of spaghetti he was chewing on, taking a sip of water before answering. "We were ambushed, Sakura-sama."

"I'm aware of that."

"Oh…"

"You caused a lot of damage to the surrounding area. Lots of broken glass. Scared civilians."

"I…I'm sorry," he bit out, trying to keep a lid on his temper.

She didn't say anything in response, just smiled. Jūgo observed her quietly, wanting to smile at the way she frowned and picked out all the black olives from the pasta, moving them to one corner. Her eyes flew to his face and he ducked his head at once, stifling the urge the apologise.

"Eat up, Jūgo-san." He decided that he liked her voice too. He couldn't understand why Sasuke looked like a goat being fattened up before being butchered. He knew this group had a fearsome reputation, but Sakura seemed reasonable. And very nice, he thought as she made a face at the olives and smiled at him again when he chuckled. He looked towards Sasuke, who looked torn between horror, jealousy and resignation, perking up when Sasori announced his desire to have wine.

The rest of the dinner went on in silence, with Jūgo downing two glasses of wine in his nervousness. Sakura's cheeks were flushed but her posture still seemed perfect. As they finished up, Sasuke spoke up again.

"I'm sorry, I really am. But you needn't worry-Madara-sama will provide full compensation-"

"I wasn't worried about that. I know there wasn't much you could have done under the circumstances. As for compensation, I have something in mind."

"If I may, Sakura-sama," Jūgo intervened. "I'm mostly at fault here-" Suigetsu started laughing and Karin hissed at him to shut the fuck up, he was drunk, oh my god.

"Yep, yep, Sakra-sama!" He nodded his head vigorously. "Jūgo likes ta pick people up and throw them around. Except this time, he threw them into the glass windows. Oops."

Karin, the fixer of the group, slapped a hand over his mouth. "Yes, um. He tends to lose himself in the heat of the battle, and he was protecting us!" she told the boss earnestly.

"I see," she muttered. "Well then. You've had a tiring day, and a bit too much to drink. Why don't you stay here tonight? I'll have someone call Madara-san, and tell him to send a car in the morning." They agreed. She looked at the man next to her.

"I'll show you to your rooms," Sai told them. However, when Jūgo made to get up Sakura calmly reached out to wrap long fingers around his wrist.

"Since you caused most of the damage, Jūgo-san, I think it's only fair that you provide most of the compensation," she informed him pleasantly. His mind went blank when she continued. "If Jūgo-san is alright with it, could you show him to my room, Neji?" She didn't break eye contact with him until his cheeks flamed under her intense gaze. A glance at his friends got him a thumbs up from Sui, a worried frown from Karin and a sullen look from Sasuke.

Okay then.

Jūgo sat nervously at the edge of the massive canopy bed, fiddling with the green chiffon drapes around it. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do here. He felt dizzy when his thoughts drifted toward how she would extract compensation from him, and felt disappointed when he thought about the possibility of her making him clean the bathroom as a joke. What woman would overlook the likes of Sasuke in favour of him, the awkward giant of their division.

He had wanted her before he found out what her position in this group was, and that want hadn't diminished too much after he did. It was just joined by a twinge of fear and thrill, like one would feel in a race against a cheetah.

The anticipation was just about choking him when she walked in.

"What's this? You're still dressed?" Sakura raised a brow as she came to a stop a few feet away from him. He could feel a lump form in his throat as he rose to his feet. He towered over her, but felt like he was kneeling before her. Her presence was as overwhelming as Madara-sama's, and he could feel it now that he had her complete attention, alone in her room. He hovered awkwardly for a few seconds before his hands came up to the front of his shirt, working on unbuttoning it as fast as he could with his trembling hands. Just as he was about to pull it off, he heard the sound of muffled laughter. An embarrassed flush rose to his face when he saw her trying to smother her giggles behind one hand, and he sat back down.

"I like my men willing, Jūgo-san," she told him with a smile, shifting her weight to one leg as she crossed her arms.

He sighed ruefully. "Forgive me for assuming, Sakura-san. I know that someone like me couldn't possibly be worthy of you."

"And why is that?" She walked closer to him, stopping when there were a few inches of space between the swell of her breasts and the tip of his nose.

"Well. I…I'm no Uchiha," He told her as quietly as he could. "And you're so beautiful." He blamed the wine.

"Oh? You think I'm beautiful?" He could hear the smile in her words.

"I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. That's what I thought when you walked in," he dared to tell her.

"Mhm."

He blinked when she stepped forward to stand between his legs, a hand rising to cup his cheek. His heart thudded in his chest when he tilted his head up, eyes fluttering shut when she ducked her head to press her mouth to his gently. His hands came up to rest at her waist, before one slipped down to grip the side of her hip when she deepened the kiss, lips working against his, entwining their tongues eagerly. She pulled away to press kisses on the length of his neck, her teeth scraping against the lobe of his ear as she whispered to him.

"And having you here Jūgo, with me, is worth the amount of aggravation I feel at the sight of the Uchiha brat. I've never wanted a man on first sight, so this is a first for me," she told him with a breathy chuckle as his grip on her tightened.

She wanted him.

With a quick twist of his arms, she was on the bed, with him covering her body with his as he crushed his mouth to hers once again, his fingers in her soft hair. She took his hand in hers, bringing it up to place it over her breast, and he squeezed automatically. His fingers went to the back of her neck, fumbling with the tie up, before slipping the top of her dress down. Her hands wound themselves into his bright, tangerine hair as his mouth left a trail of butterfly kisses from the underside of her jaw to her collarbone, reaching her mounds and latching onto one, sucking viciously, a large hand enclosing around the other. His other hand sneaked down to tease her through the damp material of her panties. She moaned at his ministrations, legs widening their stance so he could settle between them and wrapping around him, heels clicking together on top of his backside. Sakura urged him closer after a moment, gasping as she felt his hard-on press against her entrance, rolling her hips up and into his, causing him to cry out. He traced his lips down her abdomen, pausing to rip her dress in two when it blocked his way, his eyes flicking to her face only to feel himself ache at the desire showing openly in her eyes.

Hooking two fingers into the waistband of her panties, he shuffled backward as he slipped them off, before gripping her right foot, pressing a kiss to her heel, and another to her calf. As he crawled back up to her, he placed her leg over his shoulder, lips leaving a trail of fire over her inner thigh, right up to the apex between her thighs. Jūgo licked his lips at the sight of her wet folds, nestled between neatly trimmed pink hair. He could barely contain himself as he rolled his tongue over her clit, groaning at the taste of her arousal, before nudging it past her lips into her slick heat, rubbing feverishly. Pulling away, he pressed a calloused digit into her, his thumb rubbing against her swollen nub. Increasing the pace of his finger, he added another into her warm cave smoothly, moving them back and forth as he stretched her out. He groaned as he felt her walls squeeze his fingers firmly, leaning in to latch onto her clit, the tip of his tongue flicking it as her hips bucked against his mouth. The deeper he pushed his digits into her, the louder her cries got.

"I… Jūgo…I…" He pumped his digits deep into her core, his knuckles dripping with her sex. He curled his fingers, intent on finding the rough patch of nerves near her entrance. Sakura writhed beneath him, feeling herself get close to the edge of her pleasure, when Jūgo found just the spot, rubbing over it fervently. His teeth grazed her clit and her back nearly arched off the bed, white hot pleasure muffling every sound around her. As she lay there, attempting to ground herself, she felt Jūgo licking her clean, pressing sweet kisses to her thighs. The thought of returning the favour had her sitting up and grinning dazedly as he looked confused. Her eyes went to the bulge in his pants and she crawled up to him, over him as she pushed him down onto the firm mattress. Sakura stroked him through his pants, fingers brushing over his erection as he watched her, and went to unbutton them, making quick work of them and his boxers. As her fingers curled around his thick length, Jūgo placed a hand over them, causing her to raise a brow at him in question.

"You…don't have to," he told her softly. He was happy to pleasure her all night, if that is what she desired. She knew this, and that is why she shuffled forward to straddle the tops of his thighs, leaning down so her face hovered over his, jade eyes twinkling when he gulped. She leaned down to kiss him gently, pulling away just a little so her lips brushed against his with every word as she began to speak.

"Trust me, sweetheart," she murmured. "I really want to. And don't worry, we have the rest of the night for whatever you want to do." He opened his mouth to protest, only for it to dissolve into a strangled groan when she began to pump his shaft slowly, a wicked smile growing on her face at his murmur.

"Sa…Sakura-sama…"

Yup. Someone wanted OroSaku, I believe. I'll definitely add that to the list kukukuku