He pressed her into the bed carefully, she felt so fragile in his arms. Even though he knew that she could probably break him first. Her mouth moved with his in sync with every movement. He ran his tongue along her bottom lip; she opened up hesitantly. His tongue roamed her mouth, savoring her sweet taste. Her hands were tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. She new that doing this would mean that she would be cheating on Sasuke, and she wanted to stop; she really did, she just couldn't. She couldn't bring herself to pull away; it would have been easy, if she wanted to. She moaned against his lips, blushing instantly when she felt him smirk. He removed his mouth from hers, lowering to her jaw to leave soft kisses. His lips trailed down her neck, his tongue giving a small lick here and there. She bit her bottom lip, suppressing her moans as best she could. Her body had always been extra sensitive, she didn't know why, but the slightest touch would send a shiver down her spine.

He slipped his hand up and under her long-sleeved red shirt. His hands were warm; still, she shuddered. He massaged her right breast through her bra, his lips still planting soft kisses along her jaw-line. Slowly he pulled the shirt all the way up, pulling away from kissing her jaw to pull it off. He descended back down to her, kissing her rougher than before. Her nipples were hard already; he could see them through her white bra. His hands ran along her sides, to her back so he could un-strap her bra. It un-snapped easily, he was pleased with himself. She blushed, letting him pull the fabric away from her chest. Only one other person has seen her chest before, but Tsugomi never has. He smirked, bringing his face to her chest to stroke her nipples with his tongue.

She moaned quietly, trying to keep her voice down, Miya was just down the stairs from them.

"Ts-tsugomi-kun, your mom is-" he silenced her with a kiss.

"Don't think about her Yu-kun, just think about me and you," he whispered, his hands running gently to her hips; holding her in place.

Her eyes were half-closed, glazed over with lust for him. Her hands went from around his neck to the front of his shirt, pulling off the dark blue fabric. He pale chest was exposed to her now, his abs rippled down his stomach, toned and defined. She slid down the bed under him, her mouth trailing hot kisses down the muscles. His body shook for a moment. Her hands ran along his back, memorizing every muscle with her delicate fingers. She found the top of his pants, slipping her hands underneath to feel his ass. She smirked up at him; he smirked back. He kissed the side of her neck, the hands on her hips slowly pushing down her jeans. She pushed his jeans down, his black-checkered boxers coming down with them. Their jeans fell to the floor, he pulled the blanket over them both, leaning over her and readying himself. She looked up at him for a moment, smiling up at her teammate. He leaned down to her, kissing her while slowly pushing into her. She arched her back, moaning against his lips loudly. His arms wrapped around her, holding her steady as he thrust into her repeatedly. He had to keep kissing her to muffle the loud moans coming from her. He was fine with that though, he was in heaven at the moment, the pleasure building inside of him with every thrust of his hips. She bit down on his bottom lip, drawing blood. Her tongue ran over his lips, cleaning the blood from them.

Her body shook from the mind-shattering pleasure as she came. He was still thrusting hard and fast, building her pleasure up again. Her fingers dug into his back, nails almost breaking the ice-white skin. Luckily, he had a sturdy bed; it did not shake or squeak. That she was grateful for, she didn't want Miya to catch them, what would she say if she knew?

He pressed his face into her neck, biting slightly. She groaned.

Again the pleasure inside her went off like an explosion; she came, moaning into his shoulder. He wasn't far after her, biting down hard enough to draw blood. Their bodies shook. He leaned over her on his forearms, his muscled arms felt like putty. He rolled over, catching his breath. She moved at his side, towards the edge of the bed.

He turned over, grabbing her by the waist before she could stand up.

"Where are you going?" he whispered against her shoulder.

She turned around and looked him in the eyes, reading them. What did she see in them?

"Tsugomi-kun, was that right?" she asked, hiding her face in his chest.

He held her closer, chuckling slightly,

"Of course, I love you, way more than the Uchiha could, weather you want to believe that or not"

She nodded,

"I want to believe that, but, I don't, I don't think you can"

Sakura paced from one side of the room to the other, her hand resting lightly on her stomach. Sasuke was meeting her in a couple of minutes, he was just getting back from a mission and she couldn't wait. Suddenly arms wrapped around her, she hadn't even heard him come in.

"Sasuke-kun, your home!" she smiled, turning around in his arms to meet his lips.

He nodded, pulling away to bury his face in her hair. Sakura took a deep breath, huddling close to Sasuke's chest,

"Sasuke-kun, I have something to tell you"

He looked down at the girl in his arms questionably,

"Hm?" he muttered.

She looked up, meeting his eyes.

"I'm having your baby"

He didn't know just how to react to that. He was happy; his clan was finally growing again. But what if Yuki found out? Everything, all his secrets and lies, would go down the drain. He stared down at Sakura, his eyes slowly widening.

"I-I…don't know what to say" he finally mumbled.

She looked away from him,

"Just tell me your happy, that's all I need"

He took a deep breath, putting his finger under her chin and making her face him.

"Of course I'm happy, why wouldn't I be?"

She grinned, hugging him around the waist. He hugged back. His mind raced through options frantically, he only thought of one that would work. He had to end it with Yuki.