Chapter 10

WARNING: LEMON AHEAD

you've been warned.

I want to forget everything about you.

As it is, I'm' still sad.

Why did I ever meet you?

If I close my eyes,

I can feel like you are there even now.

With a sweet sigh,

I feverishly fell in love with you-

That voice, those eyes-

Even though when I realized it, the time had already passed,

I still search for your face.

She didn't know what happened, but she found herself being pinned hard on the tree, Sasuke's mouth on her…kissing her in a painful, agonizing way…

…a punishing kiss.

He was gripping her head; his fingers tightening on her hair, as his mouth keep on bruising her lips, hastily and forcing. She tried to break the kiss by pushing him off his chest. "W-What are you-"she was kissed again, this time his tongue had entered her mouth, licking her teeth, and taunting her tongue. Her eyes grew big on his bold moves and she tried to push him again but this time, his left arm snaked around her waist and pinned her hard against him. It earned him a gasp from her which got him an access on her mouth more as his tongue roam around her cavern. Then he nibbled her lower lip.

Why does she taste so good?

Sakura couldn't believe what's happening. Sasuke Uchiha… the Sasuke she adored and loved since she was little, is kissing her right now. If not for the harsh way of his kissing and the throbbing of her lips right now, and the mouth nibbling on her lips wasn't so fucking real, she would believe she's only dreaming!

She tried to push him once more, but he was gripping her more, and the way his lips moved on her mouth is sending a kind of electricity on her body. There's that tingling sensation she can't describe, and the building of fire in her whole body, melting her sense of reasoning, pouring down the core below her abdomen. She tried to suppress a moan on her throat when she felt his tongue poking her tongue again, challenging for a sensual dance.

And she accepted the challenge.

Just for tonight, she'll forget that she's the bright and intelligent kunoichi of Konoha, she'll shut down all her reasoning behind her mind…coz' tonight, she'll follow her heart and body's desires for this man.

…To be with him…one last time.

She started to return his kisses with fervent and passionate way, even if it was a bit clumsy. She doesn't know how to kiss, after all. She started to trace her tongue on his lips and kissed him hard. Her arms rose on his neck and her fingers started to massage his scalp, gripping his soft mane.

Sasuke was startled a bit when she started to respond to his attacks. He smirked. Sakura was up for his challenge for that heated kiss. His intention was to punish her at first. He didn't know why, but he didn't like the idea of Sakura hating him. Something inside him couldn't accept it, so he had snapped. It must have been his pride. He is an Uchiha after all. And he had en ego that was as big as the population of the world. And she popped his ego by saying those words at him. His body moved on its own and before he had realized, he was already gripping her and engaging in a hot and passionate kiss. But he was breaking a dam that he can't possibly swim. He's going to be drowned in an unbreakable struggle he had started himself. Her lips were smooth, she tasted like honey, and she smelled so good…the small body pinned against him so soft and molded against him like it was meant to be. She was intoxicating, and his mind went foggy for any sense to think right now. When her tongue traced his lips, he growled on her mouth, and he felt like he was already burning with desire.

He had felt like this before, a dire need of animalistic behavior to release, yet he didn't engage himself for any sexual activity. He was, after all, a growing adolescent, and had a kicking hormone and libido. When he was in heat, he would stay under a cold fall to calm his nerves. Even with Karin always throwing herself around him, he dared not to touch her. Hell no! He didn't feel anything particularly sexual to Karin, but with Sakura, it's different. Back in the genin days, he could feel something towards the girl, he didn't know it then, but it's something special he guessed. He was focused on getting stronger and revenge on Itachi then.

Right now, he could feel his arousal, evident by the painful bulging of his member on his pants. And he could only feel like this towards Sakura.

When the desire need to breath comes between them, they broke their kiss and stared at each other, both panting. Sakura stared into Sasuke's eyes, now activated with his sharingan. She stared at his eyes, thinking they were beautiful, with their spinning tomoes, almost like hypnotizing her…his prominent nose, straight and powerful, highlighting his nobility features, his lips, a bit sore from the kiss, now parted, thin and luscious, now smirking in arrogance. Her fingers, still on his neck, unconsciously twirling on his soft black tresses, she wondered how he maintained it. His skin, unblemished despite the many wounds from fights and battles he had, was sinfully fair; it hurts to know that he was more beautiful than a woman.

Her eyes darted back to his eyes. He was looking at her lips now, also parted from taking in breathes, tender and sore from his kisses, then went back to her eyes. He kissed her again, with same haste and fervent, but this time, it was more…soothing? He could hear her moan and it added the arousal he had felt before. So he grabbed her hips and parted her legs by using his knees and he nestled his arousal between her thighs.

Sakura yelp as she felt him. As a reaction, she tried to push away her hips from him, but he gripped her hips so tight, she knew it would leave a bruise later. Meanwhile, Sasuke's lips travelled from her lower lip, down to her jaw, towards her ear, and as he gripped her hips towards his arousal, he rubbed his lower body, slowly against her which made him growl as he felt that intense sensation below his body. He breathed hot hair on Sakura's ears, and then he kissed then nibbled her ear. It earned him a suppressed moan from her.

Sakura gripped Sasuke's collar. She could feel him, and it brings a sensation on her she doesn't know what. All she knows was that her heart was beating like mad on her chest, and she could feel the tightening just below her abdomen, feeling hot on her nerves. The feeling was melting her down reaching at the core between her legs. She could feel her own wetness. She buried her face down to the crook of Sasuke's neck, feeling unsure and embarrass at the same time.

He was kissing her collarbone, placing hot and wet kisses on her, while his hands work their ways down to the hem of her red vest. The mere touch of his finger on her skin was burning her. He was making circling motion on her side which was now reaching the sides of her breasts. Then, he bit the skin, just below his jawbone. She screamed but then he licked the bruised area and then sucked it. The pleasure after the pain just felt wonderful…and erotic.

He kissed her mouth again, his lower part, still rubbing her in slow round strokes, his arousal was more evident as she could feel him getting bigger and bigger. He was touching and cupping her breasts under her binders, kneading and feeling them. Sakura felt delirious, and she was feeling good. There was still that haste on Sasuke's movements, pushing her against the tree. Then, Sasuke ripped her red vest, sliding it off from her arms. He unhooked her binders, finally revealing her breasts. He gasped. It was the most beautiful peaks he ever saw, small but round and proud mounds, pink nipples that came perky as soon as it was exposed to the night air. His hands draw circles on both of the sides of her breasts, as his thumb brushed the nipples. Sakura gasped in reaction. He just couldn't get enough of her. Her skin felt so smooth and soft, and she smelled so fucking nice. Everything about her now is like an aphrodisiac. She arched her back when she felt his hands knead one breasts, while his mouth found its way to her left breasts. He licked, taunted, and bit one nipple, then sucked it again. Sakura bite his hands to muffle a scream. The sensation is too much! Then he did the same on the other breasts.

Sakura was thrashing her head, biting her lower lip as Sasuke keep on repeating the licking and biting and sucking on her breasts. She was panting and moaning loudly, sometimes controlling not to scream so much. She felt so wonderfully feverish; her skin that was touched by Sasuke was on fire. She wants to touch him too. She needs to feel his skin. So she grabbed his head and engages him on a kiss again. Her fingers entwined on his head, touching and stroking his soft hair massaging strokes on his scalp.. Sasuke gave out a throaty groan, and hearing him like that adds fire inside her. It's so sinfully sensual and sexy. Her small and soft fingers run from his neck, down to his broad shoulders, tracing the remnants of his Cursed Seal, down to his muscled long arms, that felt so lean and strong. She was pulling his haori at the same time. Her hands went back to his chest, so beautiful, hot and smooth under her fingers, running down to his stomach unto the packs on his abs. He felt Sasuke hitched his breathing. When she looked at his face, he's eyes was closed. He was feeling her touching him. It felt wonderful.

He opened his eyes again and kissed her again, this time his fingers traced the band around her shorts.

"I want you. Now," his voice rasped.

And she knows what he wants. He found the button that connects her short and snapped it open. Then, he dragged it, together with her panties down her legs. He reached for the belt around his pants and he too had removed it.

Sakura was now laid in a ground, with the grass cushioning her body. Sasuke moved her in a one swift motion, so graceful and fast she didn't even realized it not until she felt her back touched the soft grass. He was on top of her, hovering and looking intently on her. She felt vulnerable under his intense glare. With the motion of his knee separating her legs, he lowered himself, his head poking on her slick entrance, was hard and throbbing… and big. She's wet and ready for him. With one last look in her eye, he entered her with full thrust.

She wanted to stop him. But she knows she can't. Sakura screamed and cringed under him. She arched her back, sucking in air, gripping the grass beneath her. Her eyes, wide with shock. It was painful. And he was tearing her apart. Damn, Uchiha didn't even do it slowly; this was her first time, for godsakes! He was inside her completely stretching and it's ripping her.

She wiggled, her body trying to liberate the intruder inside her. She felt uncomfortable, it's painful and she wants it out! Sasuke hold her hips, stopping her movements. She winced and whimpered as the bastard started to move slowly, thrusting in and out of her.

Sasuke had a hard time controlling himself from ramming into her furiously. Her walls were tightening around him and it was a marvelous feeling to be inside her. She was tight, and she was warm. It was hard not to get lost in the whirl of sensations, thus he might reach his orgasm early. She just felt so good. "Kami-sama, you're so tight…," he groaned, his voice throaty. Growling on her neck as he felt her tightening her walls again.

She threw her head back, as she tried her best to not to whimper in pain, as Sasuke started to do his rhythmic motions. She was gripping the grass beneath her. He was rocking on top of her filling her up completely. He would pull out of her up to his head, and then slammed all the way to the hilt. She had to gasp every time he did that. Uchiha Sasuke is a well-endowed man after all.

She knew it would cause her pain the moment she saw it. And it did. As he keep on repeating the thrusting, his manhood rubbing against the walls inside her, she felt the pain had subsided and it started to feel good. After the incessant movement her body started to get used to it now. She felt like there was a coil on her core that was deliciously winded and it was building tremendous sensation inside her.

Sasuke knew that she's feeling good too, as her whimpers now turns to moans and groans. He raised her legs and curled them up to his waist to gain more access inside her. He holds and grips her waist. And it did. He reached deeper inside her. He had hit her soft spot when he heard her scream. It was pure ecstasy to his ears to hear her scream. He felt wonderful and she was melting under him.

He looked at her visage under the moonlight. She was a goddess, writhing in a blissful and sensual moment under him as he kept on thrusting in and out of her. Her face was contorted in an erotic expression, brows furrowed; eyes shut closed, mouth swollen from the kiss and partly open, her hair splayed like a veil, her arms gripping the grasses, as if her life depended on it, her breast, slightly bouncing up and down from her breathing, perky and full, her nipples sore from his attacks awhile ago, her waist, small and her stomach flat. He finally noticed a peculiar scar just below her ribcage, just beside her belly-button. He traced it and wondered where she got that wound. He then went to the part where their bodies joined together, as he slowly keep ramming inside her. The sight almost made him cum. It was just so breathtaking. He groaned, as he closed his eyes and suddenly thrust her hard, gripping his legs tightly. Shit, I have to control.

He continued the painful slow motion of his thrusting, thus tracing her legs, caressing them, feeling the smoothness and creaminess of her skin. Her skin, covered in sweat, glowing a beautiful luminous aura under the moonlit night. She looks ethereal, so sensual…so beautiful.

All of that, remembered with his sharingan.

He heard her groan. He saw her biting her lip. And he smirked. She needed her release.

He kissed her again, feverishly, thrusting his tongue inside her, synchronizing his movement with his lower part. He snaked an arm beneath her while still holding her legs on the other. Sakura moans in ecstasy. The coil inside her was ready to snap anytime. But then Sasuke stop his movement. She groans in protest. So she moved her own hips, gliding up and down his shaft. He holds her down to stop with his left hand, his right still under her all the way down her head cradling her, his body pinning closely down at her. He was aligned with her. Sakura whimpers and bit her lip in frustration as he denied her with her much needed release.

Never did she know that Sasuke was this knowledgeable in the art of sexual activity. Was this his first time? She didn't know and she would never know, so it was best not to know at all. But he was good, and she was feeling it all.

"Look at me, Sakura," he said on her.

"N-No," she said, as she tilted her head to her side, shutting her eyes closely.

"Look at me, damnit!"

And she did, giving him a grunt, slowly looking at him in half-lidded eyes. His eyes still bleed with the activated sharingan. She bit her lower lip. There was something on his eyes. Was it lust? Was it desire? She doesn't know. She doesn't want to know.

But she could read something in there. Admiration? Appreciation? Worship?

Love?

She closed her eyes again. She might be out of her mind reading those ridiculous things.

…Because none of them spell Uchiha Sasuke. NONE.

"Open your eyes and just look at me Sakura,"

And she obliged again, looking at him.

He read pain on her eyes. And lust, and longing, and love. She was hurting. And she was obliged to follow him. For him. And he knows it. He smirked. Sakura is still the annoying little girl, the ever fangirl when she was 12, her former comrade, her team mate…the one she left.

He was feeling everything. And he was doing this because this is Sakura. And this is the moment, where she gave him a whole new sensation and this feeling.

Then he started to move again, and she gasps at his intense gaze.

And she started to cry…

Because he was giving her that look that should never be.

Longing and trust. And above it all, an emotion she would have to deny now that she was certain to forget him.

Why is he doing this? Why is he making her feelings go in turmoil? He's literally flipping her world upside down!

He was moving and rocking him a bit faster now, and his thrust deeper and harder…eyes still gazing at her.

"Say my name, Sakura,"

"N-No…I-I…don't" Sakura frantically said, biting her lower lips, gasping and moaning as she could feel she's nearing her release. She shook her head, denying him of his request.

"Scream my name, Sakura,"

"I-…w-won't," she was heaving, grabbing his arms for support. Her mind was going numb.

"Say. It. Now." He demanded as he thrust full, hard and deep inside her. She threw her head back, closing her eyes as the sensation overwhelmed her.

"I-I….oh Kami-sama!" she said as she buckled herself on his waist, he thrust again, full and hard, hitting her soft spot,

"Sasuke" and she screamed his name. His name that means so much to her. His name that brings a thousand shinobi to shivers, yet sounds so alluring at the same time. A name she had heard from a lot of females since she was in academy, all begging for his attention. Now he's demanding it to hear his name from her mouth."…Sasuke…" and she kept on repeating his name as if she was reading a mantra, her tears falling at the same time. She was fully sobbing as she was saying his name. She was at the point of breaking it all down. And then, he gave one full thrust, hitting her deep and hard.

"Sasuke!"

And then she felt the coil snapped as she screamed his name.

Her walls tightened around him, squeezing his entire being, bringing her to a height she didn't know existed. She threw her head back, closed her eyes as she saw white flashed across her vision.

"Sakura," he groaned.

And he kept on repeating her name too. Like it was the most significant word he had ever knew.

Sasuke came at the same time. He threw his head back as he felt his orgasm rocked his body. He released all of his seed deep inside her, feeling the tightening of his groin as her walls clamp him inside her. He too had reached that height, soaring high in that wondrous feeling.

It was the most amazing and delightful feeling.

After both of them came down from the heightened feelings, Sasuke falls down on her. Both catching their breaths, Sasuke rolled over to her side, feeling the blissful moment of their activity.

Sakura stayed still silently. She opened her eyes slowly and all she could see were the twinkling of the stars and moon in the sky. She knew the man she had made love to was beside her. But she dared not to look at him. She knew he was near, but she felt like he was slowly drifting far-away from her.

He would leave her.

She knew he would. He was that kind of man. Any words were not enough. Any persuasion will not convince him. And it's beginning to hurt like hell. Inside-out. Her aching body, evident with the throbbing sore she could feel between her thighs. She consciously clamped her legs together, bending her knees up.

She feels so stupid but she won't call herself a martyr. Martyrs are meant to be shot down on the head, and she was not one of them. She wants this, as one last parting from him, before everything was to be severed. She was threading on a dangerous tightrope and she was reaching the other end. This is it. Her bonds, her friendship, her love for him, she would cut it all now.

And she was broken.

At least, she won't be a hypocrite. She did enjoy it. Everything. And it will be forever remembered.

She was on that thought when Sasuke hovered on her face, staring on her again. His face was so close his sidebangs were tickling on her face. His elbows rested on either of the side of her head.

"Sakura," His eyes were back to its inky color again. There was uneasiness on his voice. He was contemplating and he was the only one who knows what it is.

She didn't answer and just stared back at him with same intense glare. She won't beg to him anymore. This is enough. And she had done with everything she had. She wanted to spare at least one last pride on the line. And she will cling to it to survive after this.

Sasuke rested his forehead against hers. His eyes were closed, their nose touching each other. This simple gesture of intimacy from him shocked her. And she was fully aware of his fingers were doing irregular strokes on her head. As if tracing patterns and soothing her scalp. She dared not to move nor bat an eyelash.

She was breathing on him. So was he. And stay on that position for a while

Until when he opened his eyes, it was bleeding red again.

And tears fell out on her eyes. As the last thing she remembers before she falls on the darkness was the soothing tracing of his fingers on her head, the swirling tomoe of his sharingan…

…And his voice saying, "Thank you,"

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