Sex It Up! Chapter Nine
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A/N: I really got excited about this story randomly so I decided to keep writing after finishing chapter 8. Anyway, my editor is still gone, but she'll be back soon hopefully!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto in any way shape or form.
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Sakura tried to look at Sasuke, however she found she couldn't. Every time he tried to get near her, she would avoid him like the plague. He tried to talk with her as they were setting up camp that night, yet she refused to be left alone with him long enough for him to get a word out.
Now they were sitting across from each other. Naruto was too her right, and Kakashi and Rior to her left, but she didn't even notice them. All she could feel was Sasuke's glare aimed at her.
"Kakashi-sensei, I'm not hungry," She said, standing from her seat in front of the fire. "I'm going to bed. Night you guys!"
She laid there in her bed and stared up at the tent's ceiling, contemplating her life. She had wanted Sasuke for so long, but…she didn't want him like that. She didn't want things rushed. She wanted a relationship where she could make him happy, and where he could make her happy.
Sakura didn't know when she had finally found solace in her dreams, but she had. She was only awoken when she felt a hand on her shoulder and she looked up to see Sasuke above her. "Get out!" She hissed, backing away from him.
"Don't flatter yourself. I'm not here to molest you or anything." He barked with a glare. "I came to say that nothing happened. You and me, we do not have anything. Understand?"
Sakura bit back tears. "You came here just to tell me that?" She asked, her voice quivering and broken.
Every inch of Sasuke wanted him to tell her how he really felt, but he didn't. Instead, he glared as hard as he could and muttered. "We don't have anything."
Sakura sat for a second before lunging at him and kissing him hard on the lips. At first, he did nothing, then, slowly, he gave in and kissed her back, moaning as her taste invaded his senses. He cupped her cheeks and pushed her gently away. "Sakura, we can't do this."
"Why?" She questioned as tears fell freely from her watered eyes. "Why don't you like me!? What about me isn't good enough?"
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The breeze was hushed in quiet whispers and the sky was lit up with the bright moon, which was full and plump in its resting place. Rior stood at the top of the giant waterfall, he gaze cast out over the scene before him. It was beautiful. Had this been a year ago, he would have never noticed the soft songs of the birds, the feel of the breeze caressing his skin, the sounds of the waterfall lapping into the lake below, or how perfect everything was. He would have trained; thought about his dead kin, and prayed he could find some way to save his brothers from their fate.
"Rior," a voice spoke from the nothingness. Rior turned slightly to stare at the red head. He looked unearthly in the moonlight; his eyes shone with intelligence, and his hair swayed gently in the breeze, catching the light from the moon. It took the Uchiha's breath away.
"Garra…" His words caught in his throat and he couldn't think of anything to say to the older boy.
"It's good to see you too," The Sand Nin spoke in hushed tones as he walked towards his lover. "I'm sorry about my siblings interrupting before. They had caught me sneaking away."
Rior smiled smally, then froze as the forest became still. He turned his gaze downward, to the base of the waterfall and gasped. There stood his brother Itachi, this time for real.
Garra noticed to and reached for his kunai, "Rior, go get Sasuke. I'll keep him busy-" He commanded, his tones hushed.
"No! Sasuke's not ready!" Rior jumped in front of Garra, catching the kunai the Sand Nin was about to throw. "Nothing is what you think, Garra. Just leave, if you see this, you are in danger,"
Suddenly, there was another figure standing in front of Itachi; to both the genin's shock it was Rior's sensei, Kakashi.
"You never asked who Rior was," The Jounin spoke, his stance lax and un-ready for a fight.
"Do you think I should care about a name I have never heard before?" The eldest of the Uchiha's spoke, his voice even as he stepped towards the Jounin. Still, Kakashi made no move to fight off the akutski.
The genin atop the waterfall were frozen in shock. Rior came to first and grabbed Garra, pulling him into a crouching position. "Shhh," He whispered, his inner ninja taking hold. He needed to know what the two were doing. And why.
"I did not come to talk about such foolishness. I did as you have asked and stopped the dreams. Now, you have to do something for me," A smirk adored Itachi's face as he stalked closer to Kakashi.
The Jounin shivered even though the air was not cold. It was a shiver of anticipation of what was to come. But Rior couldn't help to wonder; what was it the two were going to do?
His questions were answered a split second later as Itachi grabbed Kakashi and pulled down his mask before crashing his lips into the other man's.
Rior held in a gasp of shock as his eyes widened. He then turned and stalked out of the bushes and into the woods, not making a sound as he ran away. He doubted if the two men would hear anyway, seeing as they were preoccupied.
"Rior!" Garra called after, catching up with the teen. "What is going on down there?"
The Uchiha shook his head. "I…I don't know." He then turned to the Sand Nin, looking him dead in the eyes. "You cannot tell anybody."
Garra stood quiet for a long minute, contemplating his choices. Slowly, he stepped towards Rior until they were a breaths length away and cupped the younger's cheek. "If you wish it, I will not tell," He whispered, placing a kiss on Rior's lips.
The boy melted.
He wrapped his arms around the Sand Nin's neck and kissed back with such ferocity that it shocked the demon holder. Garra pushed back on Rior until the teen was forced against a tree and ravished him. The red head's hands work on the vest first, undoing its button's with ease and ripping it from his lover's persons, throwing it across the clearing. Next, his fingers found the hem of Rior's shirt and pushed up, groping every inch of skin they could find.
"God, Garra!" Rior gasped and threw his head against the tree's rough bark as the red head tweaked his nipples, which were hard as studs.
Garra tried to stop, knowing he shouldn't, but he continued his assault. He kissed and nipped at Rior's body, worshiping ever inch of skin on his neck. Once he could not possibly kiss an unkissed area, he relieved the Uchiha of his shirt and continued downward. His mouth found the teen's dusty, perky nipple and took it into his mouth caressing it; teasing it; pleasing it. He could tell the Uchiha was enjoying his touch as the younger grabbed two fistfuls of hair and thrust into his mouth.
"Damn it, Garra," Rior cried out when Garra grabbed his manhood and stroked it slowly.
"Shhh. Don't want someone to hear you," The red hair smirked, and then paused in his movements.
Rior opened his eyes and blushed at the look Garra was giving him. "What's…wrong?"
"I…" The older paused, trying to choose his words. "Can I…can we…"
Rior blushed, "You want to…?" He asked, feeling his member quiver in excitement at the mere thought of it.
"Yes." Garra's eyes were soft, and his voice help strange emotion. "We do not have to, though. I want you to know this."
"No! I want to!" Rior cried out, crashing his lips to the demon holders.
Garra growled, yet controlled his beast. He didn't want to rush this; he knew the next time Rior would see him, the Uchiha would want to kill him. But, he couldn't resist. He had never felt such emotions for another being before. He couldn't help but think what life would have been like if Rior hadn't trained in the Sunagakure for a year. He would have never met the Uchiha otherwise.
Garra shook the thoughts from his head and stopped in Rior's assault of his mouth. Slowly, he lowered the boy to the ground and placed him on his hands and knees after removing his last garments with ease. "Do not worry; it will not hurt too much."
Rior gulped and nodded, gripping the ground hard. He knew that no matter what it would hurt, but he had never wanted something more in his entire life.
The Sand Nin frowned at Rior's tense body. Slowly, he got down on his knees and leaned over the other teen, licking and nipping his back. To his delight, the Uchiha groaned and arched into him, his body relaxing slowly.
Garra licked down his spine, and to his checks. Slowly, he laved at Rior's entrance with his skillful tongue. The uke winced and willed himself to stay calm. Once Garra was satisfied, he withdrew his appendage and replaced it with two fingers. He experimented slowly—this was his first time too—and curled his fingers where he knew the prostate would be. To his relief, his found it and Rior cried out softly, arching into his seme.
"Oh my god, Garra!" He called out, grinding back onto the fingers.
The Sand Nin smirked and inserted another finger and once more, curled them perfectly, hitting the special nerves deep within the Uchiha.
"Garra please!"
Garra groaned and withdrew his fingers. Between the panting of his lover, the feel of his passage, and his pleading cries, the Sand Nin couldn't take it anymore. He removed himself of his garments and his gorge and placed himself at his soon-to-be lover's entrance. He spit into his hands and covered himself profusely before parting Riors cheeks and slowly, agonizingly so, pushing into the virgin's tight passage.
Rior cried out and gripped the ground hard, forcing himself to relax. It hurt, god did it hurt, but he wouldn't stop now. After Garra stopped moving, he gasped out and tried to adjust to the feeling of being utterly full. After what seemed like forever, he nodded his head. "I'm ready." He whispered, moving his hips back to signify he was alright.
Garra groaned as Rior's passage called to him, telling him to pound into the boy under him. However, he took it slowly, rocking his hips and thrusting himself deep inside the Uchiha until finally he hit the teen's prostate.
"Shit!" Rior growled, thrusting back to the Sand Nin and throwing up his head. "Do that again!"
Garra smirked and withdrew before thrusting again, hard and deep, hitting the prostate once more.
"More!" The Uchiha called, heat swimming in his head, his body trying to push back to gain more of the pleasure.
Finally, Garra let himself go, thrusting into the tight teen hard and fast, his nails digging lightly into Rior's waist as he threw his own head back and growled viciously at the feeling surround him. It was better then anything he had ever felt before. Before he realized he was doing it, he reached around and gripped Rior's swollen member and stroked it in time with his thrust.
"Oh god, Garra!" Rior cried out, feeling a fire course through his veins. He gripped the ground hard and threw his head back, holding in a scream as the fire was released and he spilled his seed into his lover's hand.
Garra growled and leaned down to capture Rior's lips in a heated kiss as he trusted one last time and released himself into the Uchiha, allowing the willing body to milk him dry.
Both boys lay still, panting in exhaustion, their sweat-covered bodies melting against each other. Garra was the first to move as he pulled out of Rior and stood. "I'm sorry, I should have been gentler-"
"Are you kidding?" Rior asked, standing on wobbly feet. "That was great. I can't wait for the next time."
Garra gave a weak smile. He knew there would be no 'next time.'
Sasuke sat for a moment, his eyes slightly wide. She thought she wasn't good enough? He was hurting her, hurting her so bad, but if he fell in love, if he let himself feel something so great, he would never be able to avenge his fallen kin. Also, if he let her love him, when he left to kill his brother, she would be hurting more.
"Sasuke?" Her head was bowed now in shame and she slowly took off her shirt. "I'll…have sex with you…"
Sasuke's eye widened more as he took in the sight of her plump breast moving with each breath. He turned his gaze upward; however she was still not looking at him. "Sakura…"
She leaned towards him once more and kissing him hard on the lips, her hands rubbing and massaging his thighs. "Please, Sasuke. Please!"
He froze, feeling the tears falling onto his cheek and hearing the sob in her voice. "Stop!" He called out, falling backwards, causing her to fall onto of him.
She looked up at him then; her hair fanned around her face, the moon coming through the tent and illuminating her naked body. "Sasuke…I thought this is what you wanted. Earlier, in your tent, you-"
"I was dreaming about you!" Sasuke cut in. He had to close his eyes. She was beautiful, naked, sitting on top of him and begging. But he knew she was begging for the wrong reasons. She didn't want to have sex with him like this, right now, she wanted him to stay with her.
She sat for a moment, contemplating his words, "What do you…" she started before the realization struck her. "So…you do want to…" She kissed him on the neck, "I will, for you, I will Sasuke. Just please, don't say we don't have anything any more," Her mouth trailed downwards and Sasuke groaned out,
"Sakura, that's not what I meant-" His breath caught in his throat, however, as she unbuttoned his pants and gripped him firmly. He was hard, engorged, and leaking already from her mere touches.
She blushed bright red and felt lust fill her, making her light headed. "You sure you don't want to?" This time, her voice was husky with desire and slight hope. Her heart was pounding in her chest, and butterflies flew in her stomach. This was Sasuke beneath her.
The young Uchiha groaned once more as she started to lick at him with fervor. "Sakura, I care for you, you don't have to have sex with me to make me stay with you," he moaned, throwing his head down as his eyes rolled to the back of his head.
"I want to." She spoke back, climbing on top of him once more and positioning herself over his full erection.
"Wait, pleasssse-" Came his pleasured hiss as she was about to descend upon him.
"Ahem."
Both teens froze as their sensei cleared his throat. "Yes, Kakashi-sensei?" Sakura called out, trying to hide the lust in her voice.
"Do you know where Sasuke is, I cannot seem to find him?" Kakashi's voice was feigned innocence, they both could tell.
"I'm in here. I was asking Sakura if she was alright. She seemed sick at dinner." Sasuke answered in a gruff tone, crawling off from under the pink haired nin and buttoning his pants. "Later, we have got to talk!" He whispered quietly, kissing her softly on the lips before leaving the tent.
Sakura sat still for a long time, her fingers lightly touching her lips and her chest heaving deep breathes up and down. She remembered the words he had told her, even if he said it in his heated mind. He had told her he cared for her and that was all she needed to hear.
A/N: Well, that's it for now, and I'm kinda stuck on what to write next. I wanted to put one of my editors poems as the new short-short, but she wouldn't let me. More like I haven't talked to her in a couple so I don't have any of her poems on hand. I will try to get in touch with her tonight and see if I can get one.
The reason behind this is she thinks they suck, which they don't.