Cherry Lips

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(Hey guys, just thought I'd try something new. Please don't flame this with 'wow, Sakura is such a slut.', I'm just trying out something fun. All characters will be a little OOC due to the fact that Naruto is a Shounen style anime and not a romance, obviously this isn't the forte of the characters themselves. Now that we've gotten that out of the way. Please, enjoy and follow for new updates. Tell me what you think so I can improve the stories.) - Senpai Productions.

***Based on the fic 'Art of Seduction' by the author 'twitch and spaz'***

Chapter One: Sasuke Uchiha, Conquered.

"Listen up, Ladies." Tsunade grinned, taking a seat on the edge of her desk, crossing her arms over her bosom,"You've graduated your exams for our special femme fatale task force. Before me I see some of the deadliest roses in the garden. A kunoichi at her finest."

"Now, for the final test of your exam. You'll be given this," She said, holding up a red scroll, "For the next two weeks, you'll receive three of these, with any number of men or women that will have been given one very special phrase you are to learn and report back to me. Once you collected all the phrases, you will be sent on a series of missions for the betterment of this village, your village. Are you prepared to accept?" Tsunade questioned, her almond-colored eyes steely as she looked at the three women before her.

Yugao Uzuki, former blackops. A beautiful, tall women with dark brown eyes and flowing royal purple hair, currently tied in a bun atop her head with two elaborate hairpins securing them in place. Kenjutsu master with incredible stealth and many S class missions under her belt. On top of being a natural beauty, she was a perfect candidate.

Kurenai Yuhi, former jonin captain and anbu, her resume earned her a place among the task force almost immediately. A genjutsu master, with more than enough experience and skill in the field to put her at level playing field with even the most powerful foe, she was a woman to be tasseled with. She possessed a womanly beauty with her curvy figure, currently accented by a short kimono in the color red, matching her deep, cherry eyes, framed with deep, black lashes, her full lips were painted in a subtle gloss which added shimmer. Her onyx hair in soft waves over her shoulders, she would have no trouble with the trials ahead, surely.

Sakura Haruno, promoted straight from chunin ranks to the task force after proving herself to be beyond jonin level not only in skill, but maturity and determination to succeed. Her skills with taijutsu were unmatched and her natural affinity for genjutsu was something she had learned to utilize despite her low chakra capacity. Undoubtedly the strongest kunoichi Tsunade had seen in a very long time, still bursting with limitless potential. Sakura was a beauty known for her strength and skill. Her exotic hair in the shade of pastel pink shimmered down her back with an elegant bun holding the top layer, decorated with a traditional kanzashi, the red flowers hung in beautiful contrast to her pastel locks. She wore a traditional yukata in the shade of white with red cherry blossoms decorating the hem and tied with a shimmering gold obi that tied into a perfect bow on the back. Her cheeks were dusted with a light pink over her porcelain skin, and lashes darkened and lengthened by mascara which made her viridian green eyes look cat-like in the dim light of the room. She was no doubt the ideal candidate.

Tsunade proudly handed the red scrolls to the women, who had given each other a word of luck and friendly goodbyes before they left the room. Tsunade poured herself a glass of Sake, watching them go in amusement. She couldn't wait to see the outcome.

Stage One; Interception

Sasuke Uchiha was a rather… busy person. Since he was prohibited to leave the village however, most of his time consuming activities were taken over by D-ranked missions about the village and constant training to hone his abilities. He had little time for socialization, which is why he felt so annoyed at the oncoming presence. His former teammate, Sakura Haruno, who hadn't even tried to mask her chakra presence.

He decidedly ignored her, wrapping his hands in bindings to practice a bit of taijutsu. He assumed he had time to spare, the mission he was given this morning only consisted of being given a 'pass code' of sorts and being told that as a part of genin training, they would come and try to get said 'pass code', Tch. Stupid. The thought annoyedly, slamming a fist into the training dummy.

As Sakura finally reached the edge of the training ground, Sasuke could feel her eyes on him. Scanning over his movements as he trained. He ignored it for a while, but he could feel her coming forward before stepping back, as if anxiously trying to decide whether or not to say something to him. Annoyed, he turned to tell her to say it or leave.

"Sasuke-kun." A soft voice whispered, but his eyes were focused on her mouth as she spoke. He'd never heard her speak that way before, but his mind was focused on her outfit, she looked so… different, he'd always thought she was a pretty girl but this was new to him.

"hn?" He hummed, casually. Going back to the matter at hand, which was his training. She was distracting him and he was annoyed by it.

"I hadn't seen you in a while, so I thought I'd bring you some lunch, I just happened to be passing by when I heard you training, so I came to give it to you." She said with a cheery smile, one that surprised him, he'd noticed she'd been more serious and reserved when she got into some sort of special training program.

"Hn." He nodded, taking the bento box she'd handed him and plopping down at the foot of a large oak tree, offering shade from the harsh Konoha sun. He'd forgotten breakfast this morning and needed energy to train on.

He noticed the pinkette kneeled down beside him and sat, staring up at a nest of sparrows in the higher branches of the tree, her cheeks a light pink for whatever reason. Ignoring her, he took a bite into a cherry tomato, one of his favorites. He wondered how she had known that.

Moments passed and they had slipped into a comfortable silence. Something he actually found he didn't mind. Though occasionally he stole glances at his teammate, surprised by her unusual choice of style for the day, though… oddly thinking it suited her.

Step Two: Seduction

A tiny, porcelain hand reached down into the bento, plucking a cherry tomato with a red-nailed finger. He found himself looking at the pinkette curiously, her eyes had changed, darkening with some expression that stirred his stomach for a moment, he watched her petal colored lips make contact with the contrasting stark red of the tomato, before her eyes shifted to him, her eyes stayed focused on his own as her small pink tongue slid against the surface of the tomato, before sensually running across her lips, giving them a lovely shine as she stuck the fruit between her lips and leaned forward, closer than Sasuke could have ever imagined getting to the girl.

He could feel her breath on his face now, but found himself unable to move, the sheer shock of the situation had stunted him, Sakura's eyelids slid down slightly as her dark lashes fanned over her cheeks in a justful look, he soon found the tomato being touched softly to his own lips, Sakura's hand had somehow snaked up his arm and was now lightly pressed against the side of his throat, the feeling of her cool hands on his neck made electric shocks run down his chest and to his loins.

He bit into the tomato, in some odd trance, his lips brushing against Sakura's in the mix, she took the opportunity and slid forward, stealing a kiss before leaning back, a trail of red running down her lower lip.

Sasuke's eyes narrowed, now released from the situation and irritated by not only her lack of understanding in the field of personal space, but her inappropriate and unwanted advances.

He opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off.

"Your lips… taste good, Sasuke-kun." She whispered in a soft, innocent voice, her tongue catching the line of red in a sultry fashion.

Sasuke was taken aback by her behavior, she was never this bold or intrusive. His patience was wearing thinner by the second, and her last move was the straw on the camel's back. His eyes flickered a dangerous red just as he let out a pained breath, grunting in pain as the shock collar around his neck activated at the sudden rush of chakra, he remembered now why he was only practicing tai.

"Mm. Naughty naughty." Sakura teased, her demeanor changing from sweet and innocent to seductive and perverse in a matter of seconds. She straddled his form, his pain being ignored as he glared dangerously up at her as she leaned down, her long hair acting as a curtain to shield their faces, "You should really learn to control yourself." She whispered against the shell of his ear. Shooting heat through his entire body.

He let out a low, guttural noise. "Get off me. Now."

She giggled at his response just as he prepared to shove her off. Her hands clamped around his wrists with a tight force, brimming with chakra, she could keep him in place all day. "I don't think so, Sasuke-Kun." She whispered once more, her tongue running up the shell of his ear. "I told you, I wanted to talk."

"This isn't taking, Sakura. Get off me." He said more insistently, his rage turning the tips of his ears a bright red. Amused, she nibbled on them a bit, he didn't writhe, but she could feel the muscles of his stomach contract at her actions. She was affecting him.

"Does this feel good, Sasuke-Kun?" She questioned, pulling back to meet his steely, onyx glare, her lips pulled forward in a smile, "I love it when you look at me like that." She giggled, leaning forward to run her tongue against his lower lip.

His hips instinctively inched upwards and Sakura squeaked at his move, "That was dirty." She scolded mockingly before grinding her hips against his. He could see his frustration slowly turning to rage and smirked, pressing her lips to his, after a few moments, he actually began responding.

Their lips and tongues meshed together, Sasuke made low growls as he tried to regain any sort of control he had in the situation, his manhood engorged by the woman rubbing herself against him. His mind slipping into a state of lust.

Step Three: Execution

She leaned back, a trail of saliva training from her tongue to his as they pulled apart, Sasuke's eyes were hooded in lust. "Tell me, Sasuke… what's the code?" She whispered, rubbing harder against his throbbing manhood.

Lost in his wits he was confused, arching into her touch. "Taka." He breathed.

Sakura grinned and reached forward, pressing her fingertips to his forehead with a mischievous smile. "Thanks, Sasuke." She laughed. He fall back unconscious as the genjutsu dispersed, she sat in a branch not far off from where Sasuke had been training, an evil smirk on her face as her clone dispersed. Sasuke opened his eyes and looked around curiously. Before going about his regular training regimen.

He would have no memory of their encounter.

Mission: Sasuke Uchiha, Success.

She looked down at her scroll, crossing out his name and sighing at the Hokage's odd choice in men, but none the less felt pride in her work. She would have never guessed Sasuke's fantasy was to be dominated. She only wished she could tease him about it.

"Alright, next up is…"

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(Alright! Who will be next? Review and tell me and I'll take the most suggested or just randomly select one myself if I'm lacking in either reviewers are a most popular suggestion. Thanks so much for reading.) -Senpai Productions.