The Office Affair
Written by : Knarly Otaku
Summary: He's a jerk. I'm a whore. He's my boss. I'm his slave. He's my drug. I'm his consumer…
Disclaimer: The owner of Naruto is in fact Kishimoto and not myself.
A/N: Long awaited chapter is here. I wish to apologize to everyone. And I'd like to thank nassima123 who motivated me to continue this story.
"What the hell happened yesterday?!"
I look at Sasuke to see him smirking, "Well good morning to you too."
'He doesn't even care. Somehow we are on the same bed in some unknown place and he doesn't care. What do I do? Naruto will suspect that I'm cheating on him.'
"Don't try to avoid the question. Obviously if we are both naked, something suspicious happened between us."
"Hn."
I feel a slender hand touch my arm. I shiver.
'What do I do in this kind of situation?'
I attempt to put on a brave front.
"You know what! You should be ashamed of yourself. You are like a hormonal teenager who's unable to control your own body." I suddenly cry out.
"I could say the same thing to you."
"Tch… Smart ass." I mumble to myself.
I spot my clothes on the other side of the room.
Before I get up, a drowsy voice asks, "Aren't you interested in what happened yesterday?"
I sit down and glare at the arrogant egotistical man.
"Let me guess…" I pause for a moment, "You raped me."
There's an uncomfortable silence. I watch Sasuke stare up into the ceiling as if he was recollecting his memory from the day before.
"The willing can't be raped." He nonchalantly replies.
"What?"
"To put it bluntly… I fucked you senseless."
I stare at him for a while unable to register the words. I felt a burning sensation in my throat. Actually, it was more similar to the feeling of swallowing your own puke. It's like it comes up into your mouth, but you swallow it back down so it doesn't come out.
Soon enough, my head is pounding and I can't think straight. The whole room is spinning in circles.
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Flashback
"Sa-ku-ra…" His voice was low and intimate.
I felt breathless, hearing him say my name with such a tone.
"Where are we?" I questioned the wicked man.
Without realizing anything, I was being shoved on to a comfy king-sized bed.
"Wait here. DON'T move." My boss hissed.
I observed my surroundings. The room was truly strange. It looked like something out of those more hentai mangas where the heroine is trapped in a love hotel and she's about to get raped. There was one small coffee table in the corner where the fridge was. In front of a large window leading onto a terrace was a jungle of plants growing in bowls, planters and all kind of pots.
As I looked toward the other end of the room, my gaze landed with a thud on Sasuke. He had his collar loosened and tie thrown over his shoulder. I always thought that he looked good in suits, but he seemed more voluptuous at the moment.
'Well, he looks good in anything… And nothing.'
I slapped myself for being irrational.
I shivered as I suddenly felt a cold solid on my cheek. I looked at Uchiha who was holding two bottles of beer. I gladly took one from his hands and drank away my restlessness. A short while after, I walked over to the refrigerator. I chugged a second bottle of beer, but it did not quench my thirst. Feeling somewhat dizzy, I greedily drank my third bottle. I felt a buzz in my head. I was about to reach for another beer, but a hand refrained me from doing so.
Offended, I turned to look at the rude man.
"Why'd ya' do that?" I swayed dangerously as if I was about to pass out.
"…"
I awkwardly skipped back to the large bed.
"C'mere you..." I coaxed, wiggling my fingers, while balancing myself on the bed.
He slowly took one step.
"C'mon…" I whined like a child yearning for some candy.
One, two, three, four, five… I could feel his ragged breathing on my neck. My hands fingers were twining into Sasuke's soft soothing hair. I jerked on his black locks, pulling him close to me.
"We should stop. You're drunk…"
"Hmmm… When did you start caring?" I criticized.
Before he had time to say something else, my lips forcefully came upon his own, tongue barging entry into his mouth. Slowly, my hands travelled down. Having successfully removed the boy's trousers, my hands were snaking back down his stomach and to the hardening arousal that was only sheathed behind the thin material of his boxers. He slightly arched on the touch, his mouth opened to utter a small moan. A minute later, I pinned Sasuke to the bed, straddling him somewhat. I knew full well what I was aiming at, and aiming to get, whether the opposition liked it or not.
"Saku- mmm- Don't-!"
The tall figure pushed against me, but it was too late.
He arched convulsively against the cold touch as my fingers came past the barrier of his boxers and slipped their way around his hardening length. Despite the small protests, they just happened to fade and burn out with the murmured groan.
It seemed that his mind finally clicked on to what was happening, because he yanked me off of him with too much force.
"That hurt you know…" I complained as I rubbed my arm.
"I am supposed to be in control." His voice was hoarse.
"Oh really?"
I successfully held him down and grabbed his erection. Soon, my hand picked up a regular pace. Sasuke's head tipped back, the low groans pushing past the lips as he wriggled slightly. I understood that the slowness was pure torture for him.
"Faster." He commanded.
I picked up pace. His eyes widened as a stroke hit a certain peek. It seemed like he wouldn't last longer at this rate.
"Nngh…!"
I felt a creamy liquid on my hand. I squeezed lightly before letting go of Sasuke's length. He groaned in response. Suddenly, Sasuke got up and looked down on me. His eyes twinkled, hinting that something sparked in the back of his head. He grabbed my arm and captured his lips.
"On your knee's, now." He spoke in a commanding tone.
No longer feeling as tipsy, my actions were less clumsy. Instead, I was really moody and impatient.
As a few seconds passed, I stayed showing that I was not going to put myself below him
"Now Sakura." He hissed through gritted teeth.
I was growing more irritated as the man acted pompous. I was sure not to give in. I wasn't going to lose this game.
"Fuck sake." He mumbled.
He pushed me down roughly so my back was to him.
"Mm-Nngh-No-" I protested through the moans, "Wh-What the hell?!" I yelled slightly as I felt his fingers probed my entrance. My back arched. His fingers buried deep in my tight hole.
"What are you doing?!"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" He answered with sly smile on his face.
I squirmed slightly while his fingers travelled deeper into my core. I tried to move several times, but my knees were weak. I just shuddered involuntary as the fingers twisted, scissored and pushed back the muscles once again, bearing pain and hitting a slight pleasure. Before I had another chance to protest, Sasuke pulled his fingers out. I sighed.
"Did you honestly think it was over? You think I'd just finger you and let you leave after what you did." The taunting voice laughed.
I wiggled across the bed trying to escape.
"Stop squirming."
Sasuke smirked as he pushed his own length deep and hard into me, pounding slightly without warning.
"I'm only getting started."
He caressed my cheek.
"Sasu-"
I scratched down his back, getting a shudder of pleasure from him.
"I said stop squirming."
He pushed deeper still, his whole length now embedded deep in me as he came about finding a harsh, yet steady thrusting pattern and pace. I wailed slightly, the moans intercepting with each brief chance they got. I whipped my head round, having fallen backwards onto my back. Sasuke still grinded. Our bodies were slick with perspiration and trail of come that Sasuke had already given way for.
Sasuke had taken my nipple in hand, massaging it, caressing so lightly, teasing while pumped in and out. I tried hard to hide my moans from Sasuke.
Pounding deep into me, Sasuke's pants and slight grunts echoed in my ear. I groaned, feeling my own high or release building, knowing now that it was only a matter of time... I was no longer bothering to try to control myself. I arched warning Sasuke that I was near.
I was near ecstasy.
Sasuke seemed to give his hardest thrust yet on his release, burying the seed deep into me. It filled me. Sasuke watched as the liquid seeped from the gaps, panting heavily as he felt something slip on his fingers, a coy grin on his face as he realized the moaning and panting that escaped me now signified my release.
I was breathless. I slumped slightly from the way Sasuke began to move slowly. He slipped out of me, leaning softly against my skin. I buried my head in the crook of his neck.
"Sakura?" Saskue lightly shook my shoulder, panting somewhat from the high he'd just got. Sighing, he pulled himself up and covered me with one of the quilts.
End of Flashback
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RING RING RING
It's my cellphone.
'What do I do?! What happens if it's Naruto? What do I say to him? Oh my god!'
RING RING RING
I urge myself to pick up.
RING RING RING
I slowly take my cellphone. I check the name.
Uzumaki Naruto.
RING RING RING
I scramble on my feet and start running around frantically.
'It is Naruto! What do I do?'
BEEP
I look at my cell phone. The screen flashes, "You have twelve voice messages."
"Shhhhit!" I cuss.
I quickly gather my clothes from the day before, which are strewn all across the floor. I blindly make my way to the bathroom. I close the door behind me and switch the lights on.
"Oh wow! There's a huge bath tub in here! It can fit like 15 people in it! And the toilet automatically flushes." I exclaim with surprise.
I mentally slap myself.
'Firstly, I should not be obsessing over some bathroom in some random place. Secondly, I have to get my ass out of here. NOW.'
I go into the shower and turn the knob. The water slides down my smooth creamy skin. I close my eyes and wonder if this is divine retribution.
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"Where are you going?" A harsh voice asks as I head to the door fully dressed.
"I'm leaving." I snap my head back to glare at my boss.
"Hn. Do whatever you want…"
I look at him with shock. My blood is boiling. I feel a pain in my chest.
"You don't make any sense."
I slam the door. My legs are weak. I slide down to lean against an insignificant wall. I hug my knees to my chest. Shaking with perpetual unease, I feel a stinging sensation that makes my eyes water. A deep feeling of loneliness lay in my heart. A deep blue ocean of emptiness known by no one. The sadness is unbearably heavy.
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I arrive home in a mess. My body weighs a million tons. Every time I move, pain shoots though my limbs. I am physically exhausted. My mind is undecided. It's enshrouded in confusion. I cannot begin to comprehend the multiple feelings bottled up inside. I can't tell the difference between right and wrong. If you gave me All I see is grey. Nothing is clear. There is no black and there is no white.
I toss my things onto the leather sofa. I head over to my small kitchen. I pour myself a glass of water to quench my thirst. I take a sip of the ice cold liquid and place the cup on the counter. I reach over for the phone attached to the wall and check my messages.
"It's Naruto. I was wondering if you wanted to go out tonight since it's the weekend tomorrow…"
Friday 6:09 pm
"Hey! It's me. I couldn't reach you on your cell phone. So just give me a ring when you get my message."
Friday 6:17 pm
"Yo! It's me. Again. I really have something important to tell you. So I'll call you later."
Friday 6:54 pm
"Sakura? Where are you? I can't contact your cell phone and I can only get to your answering machine. PLEASE call me as soon as you get my messages."
Friday 7:36 pm
"I swear this is the last one… But I REALLY need to talk to you!"
Friday 8:25 pm
"Sakura-chan! I'm sorry if I seem like a stalker! So… I'll just call you in the morning."
Friday 9:13 pm
I can picture him. His smile seeping into every crevice of his face and enveloping him like a slow flood. Not saying a word. Just smiling like nothing was wrong. I feel wrong. Dirty. That is the only way to describe how I feel right now. Nothing else can be said about the actions of my broken mind. As fantastic as my dreams may appear to be, they are nonetheless filthy and nevertheless irreversible.
RING RING RING
The phone rings loudly.
RING RING RING
I pick up the phone:
"Hello, who is this?"
"It's Naruto… Do you have time to meet somewhere right now?"
I'll do my best to update soon, but I'm not making any promises.