"You have a choice forehead, either stay with that bastard Sasuke and let him abuse you, or you can stay with me." The young Haruno was her addict and Ino Yamanaka was slowly becoming addicted.
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Addicted
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Cherry
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Ino self consciously covered her small breasts as she showered with the other females of the swim team, her pale cheeks flushing as an arm or elbow brushed against her. She hadn't wanted to shower at school period; she just wanted to go home and shower to quickly avoid the physical attraction she felt just watching the other girls shower.
But Tenten had forcefully urged her to shower at school so she could walk her home later on.
Now she was regretting it.
"Hey could you pass the soap Ino-chan?"
"S-s-sure."
Ino grasped the soap in her hands, in fear of it falling to the tiled floor and embarrassing herself before the beautiful brunette. Dropping the soap into the girl's hands, her blue eyes drooped to the brunette's large perky breasts before turning away.
"S-Sorry."
"For what? Handing me the soap when I asked you to?"
"No, I…"
"It's alright Ino," She giggled as her breasts bounced, attracting Ino's attention once again. "You sure are cute when you're nervous."
"Y-you think I'm cute?"
"Of course you are and I've seen the way Shikamaru looks at you. I think he has a crush."
"No he doesn't."
Ino's cheeks reddened, lathering her blonde hair as she closed her eyes to block out the brunette's beautiful bosoms. Her skillful fingers massaged her scalp as she listened to the bubbly brunette talk about how adorable she and Shikamaru Nara looked together.
"You should go on a date with him."
Ino's eyes snapped open to gaze at her companion doubtful. Her fingers woven into her shampoo drenched hair, a few suds dripping down the sides of her face.
"Go on a date with Shikamaru?"
"Yeah, at least then you wouldn't look like you've hadn't had a boyfriend this whole year. You can't engulf yourself in the swim team for the rest of this year Ino you just have to go out on one date. At least let me double date with you to give you pointers."
Ino felt her muscles go taunt as the brunette's fingers finished massaging her scalp, her eyes widening as she felt the woman's nipples against her back.
"I-I don't think I like Shikamaru like that. I mean we're just friends in my opinion."
"Who do you like?"
"Why do you want to know Hoshi?"
"Because," Hoshi's hands dropped to her shoulder, pressing herself closer to the blonde, her lips drawn to her ear as she capture the lobe between her full lips.
"I think you're absolutely sexy Ino Yamanaka."
Ino could feel her warm breath against the nape of her neck, nipples standing to attention as Hoshi's tongue dipped inside her ear.
"Y-you what?"
"I want to hook up with you."
"God, you do?"
"I'd be a better fuck than Shikamaru."
The brunette's hand cupped her small breasts, her mouth sucking against the soft flesh of her shoulder. Ino hiss out as she felt Hoshi bit her shoulder, her finger twisting her hardened mounds.
"For such small breasts you sure are cute. I'd love to eat you out right here."
"Oh fuck."
Ino whimpered out as the brunette shoved her against the wall, feeling her finger invade her moist cavern. She stuck her ass out as the brunettes pace sped up, inserting another finger into her folds.
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"Are you paying any attention to me pig?"
Ino jerked her head up from one of the many lunch tables distributed around the large room, the sound of her lovers annoyed voice waking her from her slumber. She gingerly ran her hand over the side of her mouth to see if she happened to drool in her sleep, catching no sign of any.
"What did you say?"
"See, you aren't even listening to me!"
Sakura stood over her, her figure blocking the overhead light from her eyes. She had her hands on the table, her eyes gazing at her intently. Ino shrouded from her, dropping her head back into the crock of her arms.
"What do you want?"
"I want you to pay attention to me when I'm talking to you instead of day dreaming."
Ino snorted out in reply, her head rising from her arms as she pushed her glasses back up over the bridge of her nose. Her large purple hoodie was slipping from her shoulders, giving Sakura a full display of her milky shoulders.
"Well if you were more exciting then I wouldn't have to day dream. Why are you even over here?"
"Flirting with you."
Ino yanked her clothes back in place, sitting up in her seat as she readjusted her bun, stray strands of her blonde hair coming out. Her blue eyes tried to avoid her lover's silent glare, not knowing what to say to make her feel better.
"Are you just going to sit there and ignore me?"
"Where's Sasuke at?"
"Why does it matter where he is?"
"The only reason you're paying me any attention at all right now is because he isn't here to do that."
Ino rose from her seat, her books held in the crock of her arms as she moved from the table. Sakura rose from her leaned over position, blocking the blonde's path. Her pink brows kissed her hairline as her green eyes leveled with her lover's.
"Take that back."
"Take what back? The fact that I was right about you paying attention to me? You have a choice forehead, either stay with that bastard Sasuke and let him abuse you, or you can stay with me." The young Haruno was her addict and Ino Yamanaka was slowly becoming addicted.
She hadn't wanted to become so attached to her cherry blossom but she caught herself watching other women in the shower after swim practice and thought of them as Sakura. She had even caught herself masturbating at night, whimpering out her lovers name as she came all over her sheets.
Yes, she was very addicted to her cherry blossom.
Anger briefly flickered her green eyes before her face scrunched up, her hand tucking her pink hair behind her ear. Her heart was pounding against her rib cage, begging to be free of this hurt that she was feeling. It was as if someone had doused her in cold water to shake her from her relapse.
She felt as if that someone was Ino Yamanaka.
"Sasuke doesn't abuse me."
Sakura murmured, her hand grazing over that she recently received from her beloved boyfriend for not calling him. He had thought that she was cheating on him and apparently made her pay for not calling him by throwing her up against the wall and beating her up.
She had a black eye to prove it but hid it with make-up.
Sasuke Uchiha also raped her that night but she wouldn't dare tell a soul in fear that he may do it again. She could live with him calling her a whore and a bitch and all his dirty talking during their sex but she could only take so much.
Ino only scoffed, walking around her lover to avoid telling her what she really thought of Sasuke Uchiha. She could see right through all the make-up she had on that her lover had a black eye. It was no shocker that she tried to cover it up with fake smiles and laughter that held sadness in their depths.
"Ino, wait."
Sakura rushed after her, weaving her way through the crowd of students who were having conversations while waiting in line for their lunch. Some of them she knew but was too focused on catching up with Ino to acknowledge their presence.
Catching sight of her golden haired mistress, she quickened her pace, turning the corner to be face-to-face with her lover. Her blonde brows were knitted together in anger as her fingers curled around the edge of her books protectively.
"I know you're upset that I haven't chosen between you or Sasuke but I have a good thing going here. I know it may sound fucked up to you but to me I could consol in you when Sasuke is being a dick and I can go to him just to talk about my family."
"Yeah, and for a free fuck from each of us. I'm not just your play toy that you can get rid of once you're finished. I have feelings."
She pushed her glasses back up the bridge of her nose, tears threatening to spill from her eyes at any second. She stood there, listening to the pathetic story her lover told her, wanting just to walk away and forget Sakura Haruno all together.
But she couldn't.
She loved her cherry blossom too much to even think of the consequences of leaving her. Even if that meant that she would be caught in the cross fire with Sasuke. Ino patted her messily made bun, not wanting to look into the green eyes of her lover.
"Don't you think I know you have feelings?"
"I don't think you do Sakura because if you did, you wouldn't still be with Sasuke."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"It means that I have feelings for you! I don't want to be just fuck buddies with you Sakura; I want to pursue a relationship with you. I like you….a lot. Maybe even more than two women are supposed to like each other."
Sakura stood there, her mouth agape as she processed what her lover had just confessed. She ran her slender fingers through her hair, her gaze fleeing from her mistress's. Ino fidgeted with her books, her cheeks flushing.
"I-I need to get the rest of my books so I can turn them in. If you'll excuse me."
Ino sidestepped her lover once again, proceeding to walk pass her and out of her life for good. That is, until her cherry blossoms hand caught her wrist, tugging her against her. The blondes heart raced, feeling her small breasts pressed against her lovers intimately.
"I'm sorry that I just stood there Ino; you just caught me off guard with your….confession. It isn't that I don't like you, it's just that you're the first woman I've ever been with, you're the first woman I've ever fucked and to be honest, you've been the best fuck I've ever had."
Ino's face reddened, her cherry blossoms hands clutching onto her ass. It wasn't as if she wasn't used to her cherry blossom grabbing her or slapping her on the ass but she had never experienced this in public, at school. Their affair was only behind closed doors and now that they were in public, she felt a bit shy to respond to her lover's aggression.
"Sakura,"
She whispered, a moan soon erupting from her lips as her lover's tongue darted out to taste her heated skin. Her knees buckled, glad that her lover's hands were still attached to her ass so she wouldn't fall.
Sakura felt giddy with the power she held over her golden locks mistress, placing open mouth kisses along her neck, leaving tiny red marks here and there.
"What?"
Ino hissed as her lover bit her, her hands grasping her cherry blossoms large breasts. Her fingers inclosing her nipples in their grasp as her books dropped to the ground in a dull thud.
"What …what is it like to be with a man?"
Sakura's actions ceased, her forest eyes gazing up at her lover in question. Had she actually heard Ino ask what was it like to be with a man? Was she planning on leaving her for Shikamaru?
Any man for that matter?
"Why do you want to know?"
"Being with a man must be a thrill since you can't stay away from Sasuke even when he hurts you."
"Being with a man is not thrilling."
Sakura snapped sharply, pulling her blonde mistress closer to her, hinting that the conversation was over. Ino said nothing as her lover continued to ravish her neck, completely turned off. Why had her cherry blossom gotten so defensive when she brought of the fact that she wanted to try and be with a man.
She did it so why couldn't she?
Sakura squeezed her lovers ass, thrusting her hips so she grinded against hers, receiving a silent moan from her prey. Her fingers began tugging her skirt up, bunching it up around her hips as she felt her lover's panties.
"What did I tell you about wearing panties at school Ino?!"
She hissed against her ear, her hand diving into the back of her panties to knead the soft mounds of her ass. Her finger traced the line of her crack, a low whine emitting from her blonde lover.
"You think you can fuck me and make thing better between us?"
She murmured, her hips buckling as her cherry blossoms finger entered her, pumping in and out of her ass hole.
"If that's what you want me to do Ino-chan."
"Sakura?"
Said woman jerked her hands from her lover, her green eyes forcing themselves to look on to her boyfriend, Sasuke Uchiha. Ino quickly fixed her bunched up skirt, bending to grab her books and made a fast exit.
Sakura watched her lover scurry away as her cocky boyfriend strode over to her, his dark eyes callous. His hands were buried in his pockets as his step faltered before her, shaking his bangs from his eyes as his dark brows kissed his hairline.
He was waiting for her to explain herself.
"I can explain Sasuke-kun."
"Well I sure as hell am waiting."
"I-I was helping her because she asked what it felt like to be with a…"
"I really don't care about that shit. Instead of cheating on me with a guy like I thought you would; you were fucking a girl? What the hell is wrong with you?! Why are you so damn kinky?"
"I am not kinky! The last girl you fucked was kinky."
"Lets not change the subject; your hand was in her panties!"
Sakura felt her face heat up, her gaze averting from his. Was he going to hit her for defying him again? Or would he make her suffer by sleeping with another woman? She shook her head at the second thought, not bringing herself to even think of him touching any one else but her.
"I'm sorry." She muttered; her eyes downcast, too ashamed to look him in the eyes. He sighed, pinning his bangs between his fingers as his cool palm ground into his heated forehead.
"You're sorry? You think that'll make things okay? We aren't five anymore Sakura."
"I know but..."
"Christ and I was stupid enough to believe that you only wanted me when I fucked you."
Her head snapped up, tears pooling beneath her eyes as she reached out for him. He coiled from her, his brows drawn together.
"Sasuke-kun?"
"I just think we should…take a break from this relationship for a while."
"What?"
Her head was pounding as she clutched his arm, bringing his hand to her face. He tried to jerk it back but gave up when she wouldn't budge. He watched on as his girlfriend cried for their relationship, want just to take her into his arms and calm her with sweet caresses.
But he couldn't bring himself to.
She had hurt him too greatly.
"I want you Sasuke! I can change I swear I can! I'll stop sleeping around and only be yours just please don't leave me."
"I can't trust you! I'm sick of your fucked up promises so it's over between us."
He jerked free of her, leaving her just as Ino had, muttering of how stupid he was to ever trust her.