Okay all! I have the next one ready! It's artificially lemon flavored, FYI! I hope you like, I do!
I noticed a lot of critiquing on the last chapter, and I have this to say! Keep it up! That let's me know if there's thing I have to change, things I forgot and should go back and explain, ect! Thank you to all who did this!
I thought I would point out tho, someone mentioned that it seemed like Sakura didn't care about Naruto and Sai and their situations. I was making it out that it had already happened, she knew there was nothing she could do. I wasn't meaning to make her seem cold, and I apologize if that's the way it seemed!
Thank you for pointing that out, I'll go back when I get a chance and add a little in there.
Anywho, On with the show!
Disclaimer- Kishimoto Masashi is god, not me. :(
Chapter 15
Itachi laid out, still trying to fight off the blush at his cover as Sakura sat beside him. "Can you remind me?"
"I need a good gage of how this will affect you physically. It's hard to see what's happening when you're fully dressed."
Itachi sighed. It was for science. He had to be strong.
"And why on your bed?"
"Because it's more comfortable. Diedera told me not to even touch him or you'd have to kill him. I want to see exactly how this is failing."
Itachi sat up, wide eyed. "What?!"
"It's okay, if you can't help yourself, then at least it's you, right?" Diedera jumping on her popped into his head and Itachi frowned, sitting back.
"Yeah, I'll try and behave." He didn't look happy about this and Sakura sighed, watching him. "I don't know how well that will work. Diedera actually screamed. He was sitting up with his legs crossed and he fell on his face."
"I don't know if I like this." Itachi swallowed hard.
Sakura sighed. "Please? As I said, if you can't control yourself it's okay." She smiled at him and he looked at her, surprised.
"Really?" She nodded and sighed carefully. "I'm gonna start. I'll try just a second at first, alright?" He nodded, bracing himself.
She reached down, laying her hands just over the sheet that he was covered in.
She wouldn't admit it, but she wanted to see him in such a light cover.
She breathed out as she pushed out the chakra, sending it to a muscle in the center of his chest.
The instant it touched, his arms clenched, grabbing the sheet beneath him and his breath was shoved out, as if he'd been hit. His eyes clenched shut as a sound erupted from him. It was only a second, but he sat there, panting, and as Sakura could tell, throbbing.
"Oh!" She bit her lip and Itachi looked down at her. "Oh, god, you're gonna do it again, aren't you?"
She nodded and he gasped as her hands came to his chest again, this time aiming for another muscle.
Itachi screamed that instant, his back arching as his fingers gripped so tightly to the sheet that Sakura was worried it would rip. She looked over his other reaction to find his heart rate showing. "Oh my, Itachi, are you alright?"
"Sa- Sak-" He couldn't even get her name out. She reached up and tapped his shoulder, surprised a second later to find him on top of her, his mouth pressed to her neck.
His teeth scraped across her skin and Sakura shuddered, the feeling amazing. "Itachi..." She nearly moaned, Itachi shoving his face into her shoulder again. "Say it again?"
She looked over at him, seeing that he was trying to control himself. "Please..."
"Itachi?" He caught his breath, barely able to move, holding her arms fiercely above her head.
"I think I have this figured out, it's no longer just a tease, it's following through." She murmured to herself. She knew if she wanted to have any chance at trying this again she'd need a person to try it on. She slid her hand out from his and looked at him. "I'll help you get over this, but I'll need you to regain yourself so I can try again, alright?"
He couldn't even speak, he was fighting so hard against wanting to rip her cloths off.
She snaked her hand down his hip, causing a hiss from him. She kissed his shoulder lightly as her hand snaked lower, wrapping around him and his head shot up, his eyes opened and she knew if she wanted to try again anytime soon this had to work.
She found the nearest muscle and sent in the chakra.
His head crashed against her shoulder as he sucked in air. She felt the pulsing through her hand and he bit his lip, a strange strangling sound erupting from him.
She wasn't surprised when she felt the hot liquid splatter against her thumb, knowing it was all over her outfit. She sighed, thinking how odd this was. His first orgasm with her and she didn't get anything out of it.
"Sakura?" She looked over as his panting slowed slightly. She tried to see him past his shoulder, but it was difficult till he sat up a little. She giggled at the situation and he looked down at her.
"I don't know what happened to your sheet. This is a bit... embarrassing." She giggled, trying to keep her head enough to not look down.
"And I'm sorry about your shirt." She smiled and as she sat up, looking at him, then herself.
She slid her shirt off, tossing it to the dirty cloths. His face turned to a light blush as he looked up, keeping his eyes on hers. "If you try and aim, in only a few more rounds we'll be dressed the same." She smiled, joking.
Itachi's breath caught in his throat. "I can't handle much of that." Sakura smiled at him. "I'll go get you a glass of water. Seeing as I'm not just teasing on this one" She looked over at the dirty cloths, "it shouldn't get too bad for you. Actually, you'll probably feel great tomorrow." She smiled and Itachi stared, wide eyed.
He started laughing. Sakura had never heard him really laugh like this. It wasn't a chuckle, a light laugh, it was an all over laughing fit.
Sakura smiled at him, standing and going to get a pitcher. He may need it.
She tried each round to slightly change the flow of chakra, but it seemed to have the same effect each time.
It was the fifth round and she was now dressed in her undergarments due to round three.
Itachi laid down, panting, sweating like mad. "Maybe we should stop. I don't know if you have the stamina for much more of this. She sighed, looking at the clock. It was six in the evening. She didn't even want to think about what Diedera was thinking by now.
Itachi's breathing slowed and Sakura looked down, smiling. He'd fallen asleep.
Not that she could blame him. He'd pushed her down three times, pinning her to the floor twice and the wall once. Each time another round stopped him.
She leaned against the opposing wall and frowned, looking at her hand. Maybe she should try...
She sat on the floor and looked at her leg, laying her hand flat against her calf. The chakra pushed gently in and wrapped around the muscle before penetrating.
Sakura felt a burn at first, then a blinding pain in her back. She yanked her hand back and sighed, disappointed. She couldn't test it on herself. She looked at the door and frowned. She couldn't try it on Diedera. She'd have to wait till the next day.
She looked over at her bed, smiling. She dressed quickly, finding Diedera halfway through preparing dinner. "Oh, that smells good." Diedera smiled at her and lifted the spoon for her to take a taste. "Here, try it." Sakura took a small bite, her eyes nearly rolled back in her head as her taste buds danced. "Oh my god... so good..."
Diedera smiled at her as he went back to cooking. "So, you and Itachi were pretty loud pretty much all day, yeah."
"I was trying to fix the numbing chakra thing." Diedera's skin broke out in bumps at the mention of it. "Did it work?"
"It's about twice as potent. Now if I use it for more than three seconds I need to change my sheets." She sighed as she sat down on the counter, swinging her legs like a child. Diedera's eyes stared at her, on the verge on a nervous twitch. "Fuck, Sakura..."
"He's asleep now, if not dehydrated." She sighed and Diedera stepped forwards, patting her on the shoulder.
"If there's anything I could do I would, but..."
"Not unless you don't have a problem stripping naked and letting me use the technique on you over and over again." Diedera nearly choked, jumping back. "Weh, er, naked?!"
"So I can see the responses." Diedera looked over at the bedroom and shook his head. "There's no way in hell, Sakura, is he still alive!?"
"Yes, and very content, at that." She sighed and looked up. "I'll have to start again when he wakes."
"If I would, would there be a better chance of perfecting it?" Sakura looked over and smiled, thinking he was just curious, not that he was actually considering it. "Yeah, because I know now what I was doing, I might not remember as well in six or so hours.
Diedera took the food that had just finished and threw it into a bowl, sticking it in the microwave. "Fine, I'll try." Diedera turned and stripped off his shirt, headed to the living room. Sakura watched wide eyed, never really seeing his chest without there being an injury involved.
He was built for his size.
She stood and headed out as he waved from the couch. "I'll tie my hands, I think it's safer that way." He frowned as Sakura walked around. He was indeed sitting on the couch, sans clothing. She could see the deep blush on his cheeks and smiled softly. "You don't have to do this if it makes you uncomfortable, alright?"
"I'm fine, I've just..." His blush and the fact that he was avoiding her eyes told her everything. "This is the first time a girl's seen you naked, huh?" She knelt down beside him and he instinctively covered himself with his hands.
"Let's just get this started." He handed her a chord, holding out his hands to be tied.
It was a moment later that she laid her hands on his chest. "Brace yourself. What you felt earlier is nothing." He clenched his whole body as she sent her chakra into him. She found a muscle and went to work.
Diedera gasped, Sakura watched as his face flushed immediately, hard as a rock in half a second.
It was only two seconds till he hid his face, a moan escaping him as he lost himself.
"Oh, my, god, fix that..." His voice trembled and Sakura stared. "Do you need water?!"
"No, try again." Sakura watched wide eyed as he caught his breath.
It was about three hours later that he agreed to stop. Sakura went to get him a towel.
He was dead at the dinner table, barely able to hold his chopsticks through his trembling hands. Sakura told him to lean back and fed him, praying he wouldn't fall asleep with food in his mouth.
As imagined he ate and went right downstairs, Sakura helping him as his knees were to shaky.
She went into her room and smiled. She grabbed a robe and went and hopped in the shower.
It was chakra work after all, and it took a great deal of effort. She took her shower and looked over with a thought, running a bath.
She sat back and smiled, the heat relaxing the stiff sore muscles of her hands. She heard the knock at the door and turned, almost whining. "Yes?"
The door opened and Itachi walked in, dressed only in his pants. "Where's Diedera?"
"He went to bed early. After you passed out he agreed to be my guinea pig." Itachi's eyes opened.
"Without cloths?!" Sakura nodded as she sat back. "He didn't want me to take breaks, he was too worried I'd lose the feeling of the chakra. Three solid hours of that. I burned my hands." She held her hands up and Itachi winced. "How did you, I mean I kept..."
"I tied him down before hand." Itachi nodded.
That was a good idea.
"But nothing happened?"
Sakura turned to him, smiling. "Well, I kind of thought we were together, I wouldn't have." Itachi smiled and leaned down, lightly brushing his lips to hers. "Sakura, I know your tired, let me help you relax, alright?"
She nodded and he leaned to her back, his hands sliding into the water. He started on a massage at her lower back, pushing into the muscle, causing her to loosen up.
His hands slowly slid up, breaking apart the tension in her inch by inch.
He finally got to her neck and she sighed, a giant ball of putty in his hands.
"Sakura, do you want a little release as well?" She turned to him, curious, wondering what he'd meant when his hand snaked down her chest and stomach. She rolled her head into his arm, wondering what he was doing when his fingers reached their point, causing her to gasp.
His hand moved against her so softly, so gently and pushed her head harder against his chest behind her. His free hand snaked down to her chest, slowly feeling her breast. She felt her toes curl against the tub, panting and fighting the moaning sounds that keep trying to escape her lips.
It was a few minutes, the tension, the sensation gaining and mounting till she grasped his hand, clenching against him, gasping in air. She looked up at Itachi, his eyes closed. She could tell he'd have preferred to be in with her, but she couldn't talk.
Itachi could feel the muscles in her contract as she couldn't hold her moan, reaching up her other hand to hold on to him.
He smiled lightly before cracking his eyes, looking at her. "How do you feel?"
"I..." She sighed, leaning back against him and shook her head. "I feel so tired."
He lifted her from the bath, catching her by surprise and dried her off, carefully drying each part of her before wrapping the towel around her. He lifted her carefully and carried her to the bed, laying her down on the soft sheets. He'd changed them for her. He crawled in beside her and she realized he was the only one dressed. He noticed her blush and smiled. "It's alright. You said when I chose, right?"
She nodded. He slid off his pants and threw them from the bed, covering them both with her soft velvety blanket and kissed her softly before laying his head down.
"I just want to feel you here. If I'm going to have to go through that again tomorrow I want to feel you here like this now." She looked up at him and smiled, turning to him, laying her head on his shoulder, her hand open on his chest. "Your so soft." She smiled and he looked down, surprised.
"I always thought you were the soft one." She giggled lightly before passing into a deep sleep.
She woke at four in the morning, hearing sounds coming from the kitchen. She stretched, sliding on her yukata before going out.
"Oi, Diedera, it's a bit early and Itachi makes breakfast! What's up?" She grinned as she turned the corner, coming face to face with Tsunade.
Sakura realized who'd she'd just mentioned and paled. "Oh, hell."
