Alrighty guys, I told everyone that there would be sexytime in this chapter. So don't say I didn't warn ya. *perverted giggle*

WARNING: I hope you like citrus because this whole chapter is one hot juicy LEMON. Rated M people!

I DON'T OWN NARUTO.

ALSO, CHILDREN RUN FAR AWAY FROM THIS CHAPTER.

Chapter Six: Reverence and Worship

Warmth. That was the first sensation. Then breathing. Inhale, exhale, their chests rising and falling against each other. And then heartbeats, two as one, echoing through their veins.

Haku opened his eyes and his sight was greeted by bright pink. Sakura's hair cascaded across the pillows wildly, shiny and silky in the soft morning light. Her soft breath tickled his bare chest, her head curled under his chin, tucked into the crook of his neck. They were lying on the bed facing each other, Sakura curling her petite body into the shelter of his own, her arms wrapped around his middle where they belonged.

Haku was returning the embrace, one hand slipped under her tank top to rest on the dip of her waist, the other curled under body and resting against her shoulder blades, where his fingers had become entangled in her hair at some point during the night.

Letting out a contented sigh, Haku pulled her flush against him, burying his nose in her hair and letting out a long breath. Sakura mumbled in her sleep and turned into him, unconsciously rubbing her cheek against his collarbone and snuggling into his embrace, throwing a leg over his.

The hand that had been innocently resting on her waist began moving south, curiously following the curve of her body down her hips, over her rump, and down her thigh. Sakura hummed, pleased, opening her eyes and looking up at Haku.

She was so adorable in the morning, messy locks, lazy emerald eyes, and a small smile upon her lips. The arm around her back moved up to gently grasp her hair and tilt her head further back while Haku leaned down to place a languid kiss on her lips.

Without her permission, Sakura's lips were already moving against his own, unconsciously arching her back into him. Haku's tongue tapped her lips curiously, causing the pinkette to part her them in surprise. Eagerly Haku slipped his tongue into her mouth, patiently stroking hers until Sakura meekly returned his encouragement. At first they were both unsure of what to do, but Haku was determined to figure it out.

He opened his mouth wider against hers, and Sakura followed suit. Instinct had him wrapping his tongue around hers and tugging softly, causing the girl to mewl in the back of her throat. Excited by her reaction, Haku repeated the process, this time luring her tongue into his own mouth before his lips clamped down and he sucked. A moan shook Sakura's chest as she shuddered against him.

Oh yes she liked that.

Not wanting to be outdone, Sakura decided to try the same move, allowing Haku's eager tongue to venture back into her mouth, coaxing it further with small, swirling strokes. When Haku's tongue was fully sheathed between her lips, Sakura sucked in, lightly scraping her teeth over the appendage as Haku pulled back with a dazed look on his face.

Time seemed to stand still as they stared at each other, the curious innocence of their eyes darkening into something akin to hunger.

Sakura offered Haku a sheepish smile, unsure if she had kissed well or not. She had never become romantic with anyone before, and it was all so new and exciting and terrifying. The butterflies in her stomach were almost painful with need, a need for something that she did not know how to describe.

Haku leaned back down for another long kiss, this time pushing Sakura onto her back and leaning over her. Without a thought he slipped a knee between her thighs, steadying himself so that he could move his arms to better grasp her torso against him. The hand beneath her was still intertwined in her pink tresses, cupping her head as he plundered her mouth. His other hand had left her thigh and he now gripped the curve of her waist with pent-up excitement, slowing stroking up and down her ribcage.

Sakura was no longer idle either. Her hands were eagerly wrapped up in Haku's long hair, which spilled across the broad expanse of his back in smooth, straight layers. She held his face against hers, returning his open-mouthed kisses with equal fervor until both were deprived of oxygen, one hand lovingly stroking down his spine and kneading the muscles of his shoulders.

Breathless they pulled apart, Haku immediately turning to her dainty long neck, which he peppered with kisses, making her let out another satisfied gasp. The hand on her waist had pushed it up now, scrunching the fabric just below her breasts, his calloused fingers tracing across her abdomen.

Pulling away from her, Haku stared down at the blushing girl underneath him, her chest heaving, the tips of her aroused nipples standing tall against the thin fabric of her tank top. Her eyes were glazed and her lips were swollen, and heaven forgive him, but a feral and greedy satisfaction curled in his abdomen at the sight.

Glancing down, Haku froze when he saw a raised scar marring the expanse of Sakura's stomach, the width of a katana. The scar was wider than a katana wound normally was, but the color of the callous told Haku that it was probably due to poison. His fingers ghosted over the scar, then they dragged around her waist to stroke across her back, searching. And then he found the matching scar on the opposite end of Sakura's torso and the mental image of Sakura being run through by a sword had Haku seeing red.

"Sasori." Sakura explained to him softly.

Haku glanced into her eyes and held her gaze as his head traveled downwards, his lips brushing across the old wound. Sakura sucked in a sharp breath, but could not look away from the heat in Haku's eyes as his tongue darted out and traced the scar, her body arching unconsciously. And then Haku latched his lips around the mark and sucked harshly, before laving his tongue over the sensitive skin. Sakura cried out and her hands flew into his hair, gripping it ferociously.

It was as if fire spilled into their veins.

Suddenly the room was too hot, and their movements were not fast enough, and the need to touch the other was so overwhelming it was like a physical ache. Haku tore Sakura's shirt over her head and attacked her breasts, one hand gently but firmly kneading one mound, while he ran his teeth over the sensitive skin beneath the other.

Sakura cried out in pleasure, her hips bucking without permission. Haku moved his remaining leg to join the other between Sakura's thighs so that her legs cradled his hips, the weight of his body comforting against Sakura's lower regions. Haku was very attentive to Sakura's breasts, careful to lick and suck each mound with equal dedication. When his lips first enclosed over a sensitive bud, Sakura's head tilted back in a silent cry. He began by sucking gently, tentatively tapping his tongue against the nipple.

She let loose a long, deep moan that sent electricity down Haku's spine, and without meaning too, Haku responded with a harsher suck. Sakura's fingernails bit into his shoulder and she moaned even louder. Haku hummed in masculine approval into her breath and Sakura let out a soft curse as the vibrations shook her chest.

Eager to practice the procedure again, Haku switched to the next nipple, this time starting with harsh suckling. Sakura practically screamed and threw her head back wildly. His teeth scraped around the areola before carefully nibbling on her nipple, and Sakura was sure she was going to die of ecstasy at this point.

Her fingers clenched in his hair and she forced him to release her nipple with a small 'pop', the noise adding fire to the mysterious heat building in her lower abdomen. Sakura dragged him upwards and he willingly obeyed, their mouths crashing together again, this time slightly more familiar with the action of kissing.

Haku pressed his hips against Sakura, and his hardness made her eyes fly open as she gasped.

"H-Haku…" Sakura murmured nervously.

The boy pulled back from her neck, frowning at the look in her eye. Had he done something wrong?

"I-I never…" Sakura trailed off, her eyes looking away in embarrassment. Understanding dawned in Haku's eyes and he swiftly kissed her forehead, causing Sakura to glance at him in surprise.

"I know." Haku whispered softly, his eyes sparkling with warmth and affection as his hands resumed stroking her sides.

"But, have you?" Sakura asked him with worried eyes, hurt briefly flashing across her green orbs.

Haku could have laughed at the thought of himself with anyone other than her, but it would probably only serve to anger the little spitfire even more. "Of course not," Haku nuzzled her cheek. "You know my soul belongs to you."

Of course, that did not mean he hadn't heard of a few tricks during his travels.

Sakura's eyes softened, and Haku smiled serenely back at her. He drew her in for another mind-blowing kiss, making every fiber of her being tingle with energy, her toes curling and her breathing heavier. Then his lips were blazing down her body, between the valley of her breasts and along the muscles of her abdomen. He briefly swirled his tongue in her belly-button, causing a curious mix between a giggle and a moan emerge from her lips.

Heavens but she was beautiful. Her body laid before him like an offering, her skin glowing with perspiration, her moans like gospel to his ears. The combination of pink hair and those bright viridian eyes –now darkened with want –made Haku remember his childhood vision of a sprite. But no, now she was far more than silly adolescent notions. She was a goddess, breathtaking and magical, a beautiful angel and saving grace who rescued him from his darkness. Every shred of happiness he had he owed to her, and Haku was intent on worshipping every inch of her body.

His fingers hooked in the fabric of her shorts, grasping the hem of both it and her panties. Sakura's voice caught in her throat, and before she could protest Haku had ripped the offending clothing down her legs.

Haku shushed her before she could push him away, tracing circles on her hips and affectionately licking and kissing her hipbones. He could smell her arousal, so close, but he would not partake in her treasure until she was ready.

Though her body was still strung taut, Haku felt her muscles ease ever so slightly, and he glanced up. The trust that shone in her eyes genuinely touched his heart, and his spirit soared. He was far from worthy of her, but he would never question how fate had managed to place her in his path.

Sakura held her breath as Haku's chocolate eyes darkened to pitch black, capturing her gaze and paralyzing her thoughts as he wrapped his arms under her legs, pushing her thighs over his shoulders and oh god he was going there –

Sakura let out a long, low moan as she felt the entire expanse of Haku's tongue cover her opening and drag slowly upwards. And then he was suckling oh dear god and she felt his tongue trace the edges of her lower lips, so much pleasure building inside her hips that it was painful, and without thought she was arching into his face and –

He thrust his tongue into her.

Sakura screamed his name, and she was sure he would push her away with the force which her hips snapped upwards, but no, Haku's hands planted themselves firmly under each butt cheek and encouraged her hips even further. She felt his entire mouth cover her vagina, sucking and licking, and then he began thrusting his tongue in and out, mimicking the motions which she knew would come later. His tongue pressed up against the roof of her lower caver, and then curled, dragging roughly against the tantalizing nerves of her inner walls, which clamped down tightly on his tongue. Haku groaned at the sensation, and the resulting reverberations of his moan shook her very core and Sakura screamed his name again as the coil in her nether region released.

Haku eagerly lapped up her juices, placing a last affectionate peck on her pearl, before rising up and catching her lips with his. Sakura tasted herself on his lips and was too bewildered at the fact to even decide if she should be disgusted or aroused. Haku's lips were smothered by her essence, even a bit dribbled down his chin, and the smacking noises that it made against her lips lighted a new heat within her.

Haku's hand slipped between them and began fondling Sakura, easily arousing her again due to the remaining sensitivity of her earlier release. He was delighted to find her already so hot and so wet, but he was in no rush despite this. Languidly he traced her lower lips, tweaking her pearl before sliding one long digit into her.

Sakura cried out and Haku covered her mouth with his, eager to swallow her cries. He set a slow pace, adding another finger and pressing them up to drag against her inner walls. Sakura keened lowly into his mouth. He responded by gently beginning a scissoring motion, making Sakura gasp as his strokes slowly but surely became harsher. Finally he added three fingers, pumping his hand faster and faster until he felt her body beginning to shudder again. Knowing that she was about to go over the edge, Haku slammed his fingers into her and set his thumb on her nub rubbing furiously as his fingers curled.

Once again Sakura came again, this time her moan swallowed by his mouth as her lips fell open and he sucked on her tongue.

"Haku…" She sighed as his lips left hers and kissed down her throat. She made a small noise in the back of her throat, her eyes blinking dazedly as she tried to find coherency. "But… what about you?"

Haku made a shushing sound kissed her jawbone. "My pleasure is to give you yours, my little sprite."

Sakura made a dissatisfied noise, and Haku chuckled in response. Relenting to her wishes, he began to kick off his pants. Sakura stared as his manhood was revealed, gulping at the sight of it. It was… odd. She was a medic, and had seen the illustrations before of course, but never had she gazed upon the male organ in this situation before. It was not particularly beautiful or awe-inspiring as she had heard older women describe, in fact she felt trepidation crawl under her skin at the thought that that thing was supposed to fit inside of her. Her eyes flickered upwards and was slightly relieved to see the same nervousness reflected in Haku's eyes.

Despite its hardness, Haku tamped down his arousal to focus on his beloved. He saw her reluctance but was hardly offended. As he crawled back on top of Sakura he soothed her with his hands, caressing up her legs and over her hips, up and down her sides, and pulled her flush against him, Sakura shifting uncomfortably as his penis pressed against her just under her belly-button. He was so warm, so very hot, she was sure that they were both burning with fever.

Haku gently urged her legs to wrap around his hips, his arms locking around her shoulders, and he gave her one long, languid kiss before pulling back and leaning his forehead against her. Their eyes met, and Sakura conveyed every ounce of love and trust she had to him, scared but eager. With her permission given, Haku let slip a smile and brushed his lips over her forehead.

"I'm going to break you barrier, Sakura." He murmured soothingly. "Then I'll let you set the pace."

Unsure of what that all entailed, all Sakura could do was nod and wrap her arms around Haku's shoulders. He did not enter her right away, but whispered for her to relax, his hands moving up and down her sides, briefly giving attention to her breasts as Haku kissed her again.

And when he felt her body finally relax, he thrust into her.

Sakura yelped in surprise. Haku stilled once he was fully sheathed inside of her, waiting for Sakura's muscles to unclench. Tears pricked her eyes and Haku nuzzled her cheek, silently begging her not to cry. Swallowing her doubt, Sakura eventually glanced at Haku and nodded when the pain had faded to a dull ache that was more discomfort than pain.

To her surprise Haku rolled them both over so that Sakura was sitting uncomfortably on top of him, straddling his waist. He relaxed his body beneath hers and placed his hands on the swell of her hips, thumbs tracing circles on the hipbones.

"Ride me." Haku said thickly, his voice tight with restrained desire, soft and needy.

How could she not obey?

Unsure of her movements, Haku's hands guided her up and down, Sakura hissing the first couple times that she sat down on his member. Eventually she found an easy rhythm, up, down, up, down, instinctively grinding her hips into him and forcing Haku to groan. Feeling emboldened, Sakura leaned over and simultaneously ground her hips into his while she attacked his mouth.

Haku seemed to growl at her actions, growing harder still inside of her. Sakura gasped as Haku gripped her waist and rolled them over, taking control. Knowing that Sakura would now only feel pleasure, Haku released his instincts and slammed into her. Sakura cried out in ecstasy as the friction between them became impossibly hot, sparks flying between their eyes as all thoughts flew from their minds.

The world narrowed down to the two of them, eyes locked, sweaty bodies, feverish touches and breathless cries. Haku did not stop when he felt her orgasm that time, but instead sped up his pace, seeking his own release. Sakura gasped his name when he did not even slow down, but never asked him to stop, only encircling him with her arms and lifting her hips to meet his again and again, their mouths fighting for dominance. She knew he was about to release when she saw his composure slip, and his face contorted in ecstasy and dear lord he was so beautiful. His hips collided with hers one last time and Haku buried his face in her neck with a cry as he spilled his seed into her, an unusual but warm feeling spreading through her lower regions.

Haku collapsed halfway on top of her, his nose nuzzling her neck while his arms lazily wrapped around her waist. He pulled out but did not pull away, and Sakura smiled at the weight of his torso against hers. Fatigue pressed down on the two first-time lovers, and Haku let out a contented sigh, his body relaxing into her.

"I'm gonna need new sheets." Sakura muttered as she closed her eyes and turned her face downwards to bury her nose in Haku's wild hair.

Haku chuckled into her collarbone, kissing her softly.

*cough cough* Erm, blame it on the hormones. And now for a cold shower…

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~Lilithia