Once in his room he laid her on the bed gently. He kissed her neck, he wasn't going to wait for his common sense to catch up with his actions, he was going to have her. He ripped away her shirt, exposing two perfect breasts.

"Naruto," she scolded.

"Its my shirt," he growled throwing the scrap to the ground, unsure if that was the reason she scolded him.

He captured her lips with his own as his hands traveled her body. Exploring where he had always wanted to. Her skin felt soft under his rough hands. She felt like he was setting her on fire. There was a longing in his touch and she could sense it. It gave momentum to her own desire for him, not that she needed the help. She had been burning for him all night. He was going to be hers even if it was just this once. The years without him had been too long. Even if he tried to back down now she wasn't going to let him. The fox was her prey tonight.

His hand traveled up and took hold of her perky breast. She let out a gasp at the sudden contact with sensitive skin. He was afraid he had pushed her to far and pulled away. Searching for the right thing to do or say. She saw the conflict waging war on his mind. His common sense creeping in. He was still thinking too much and she needed to make him feel. Thinking wouldn't get them where they wanted to go. She got up on her elbows and kissed him, she grabbed his sleeping pants with her toes and pulled them down a bit. The surprised noise he let out made the woman below him giggle as she pulled on his bottom lip gently. She had got the sleep wear just past his hips before they slipped out of her grasp. His v shape muscles drawing her eyes down to wonder what those pants were still hiding.

He was taken back by her boldness, the years had changed her. He would decide later if it was for the better. She was done running and hiding from her feelings. She was going to bare all to him and hope that she didn't get burned again. He pushed her back down with his mouth and chest. Her arms snaked up to play with his blond locks. He moved a hand down and grabbed a fist full of her shapely hips. She moaned into his mouth, a pleasurable sound if he ever heard one. He decided to be bold one more time and slipped his hand inside his borrowed boxers. His hand came into contact with her course hair. He wasn't exactly sure what he was doing beside exploring the part of her body that makes her female but by the way she was reacting to his touch, he took it as sign he was doing something right.

Things were going better than she had dared to hope. She felt his aroused member brush her thigh when he readjusted to nibble on her neck. Her hand slipped from his hair down his neck, chest, abs, to his pant line. She dove in unknown territory and was met with soft skin and a amusing grunt from the man on top of her. She was gentle at first, exploring, trying to map out every bulge, every part of him from tip to hilt. She was a medic, she new everything there was to know about the body but she wanted to remember every part of his, what made it uniquely Naruto. She didn't know if she was the first to trespass his manhood and she didn't care. As long as he remember tonight forever.

Now he was having a hard time multitasking. He wanted to pleasure her, make her moan his name, but he was ready to moan hers by the way she was stroking him. She was getting bolder with her fondling. He hit a spot that made her hand jerk on his cock and buck her hips into his hand. He found the spot again with the same results. He concentrated his attention to that spot making her shiver and jerk.

"Naruto,"she moaned a whisper. He almost didn't catch it, it was so quiet. If she hadn't been so close to him he may have missed it completely. He wanted to hear it again, he wanted it louder. He wanted her lust filled voice to sing his name. In the back of his mind he was terrified she'd call his friend's name. She had loved him for so long. She felt it in his movements, he was thinking again, not feeling what was going on right before him. If he didn't let go of the past he was going to miss out what was going on here, now.

She took the opportunity to switch positions on him, he was so distracted with his thoughts that it was easy for her. She didn't even have to pump chakra in her limbs to do it. She pressed her whole body against him. The skin to skin contact making her heart pulse faster.

"Naruto," she grunted as she ground her hips into his. His erection rubbing the sensitive part of her body, "this would be better with less clothes." She hopped off of him, letting her breast bounce a little in front of his eyes. She played with the hem of the boxers before she let them fall to the floor, joining the scraps of his shirt. "Those are coming off too," she stated as she pointed at his sleeping pants.

He gave her a come and get me grin and she dove for them. He held onto them for dear life just to taunt her.

"Naruto," she whined as he wouldn't let his pants go but he started laughing so hard she saw an opening and gave them a good tug. Off they came, revealing his swollen member. She was impressed, so she climbed on top of him, ready to make a man out of him but he flipped them over.

"Sakura," he breathed as he kissed her. He glided his member around her entrance and then moved in. He went slow, enjoying how tight she was, how she hugged all of him. He stopped when he came to a barrier. He was her first, for some reason that made him stop. He had assumed there had been men in her travels. He thought she had at least been with Sasuke, not that he ever asked either of them. Guilt clawed at his heart, he had been so wrong about the woman he claimed to love.

"They say it hurts less if you go fast," she informed him, yanking his attention back to her. He nodded and thrust in hard and fast. To her credit she didn't scream or cry. She just held her breath for a few, then let it out real slow. She experimented by moving her hips. Waves of pleasure washed the pain away. She nodded giving him permission to move. He started at a slow pace. Watching her carefully to see if it hurt or what she liked. Soon she was matching his rhythm with her own thrusts.

Then it happened, what had been his goal, he hit a sweet spot and she called out his name loud and clear. She then mumbled some incoherent words and called him again, scraping her nails down his back. Her walls tightened around him and her body locked up, she was froze with pleasure. He continued to pump until he couldn't take it anymore and followed his release with her name on his lips. He fell on top of her ready to sleep for a hundred years.

He wanted to roll off of her, fearful he was smothering her but he was more afraid that as soon as he did she would make a run for it. He was done letting her run. She was going to be lucky if he let her leave this building let alone the village. He wasn't moving, but she was fine with it. His body was like a comforting blanket. He finally rolled off her but he made sure to pull her with him surprising her to find he wanted to keep her close.

There were some burn marks still on her heart from the last time they were together before she left the village. He didn't come out scar free either. They both cared dearly for each other and the more you care for someone the more they can hurt you. Maybe they could start healing the wounds they had given each other.

His mind started to wonder to the fight, the reason she left in the first place. He had missed out on too many years with her because of that stupid fight. If he had listened to her and Sasuke instead of his jealousy they may have been lovers sooner, maybe more. Maybe she'd have given him a child by now. He knew he was an idiot for handling things the way he did but maybe he could find a way to make it up to her.

He was thinking again, she could tell by his breathing. She was hoping he wasn't regretting their first time together. It wasn't going to be their last if she had her way. She moved to get up but strong arms locked around her.

"No," he commanded. It wasn't his Hokage voice but it was authoritative and strong.

She couldn't help it, she started crying. Joy, fear, happiness, and pain were all playing with her emotions. He pulled her to his chest and let her sob. He wasn't sure what she was crying about but he wasn't letting her leave his bed till the sun came up. She calmed down after a few minutes and drew patterns on his chest.

"I have to go take care of something unless you want a little Naruto running around here," she finally explained.

"I'm fine with that," he spoke softly.

"Hokage-sama," she batted his chest playfully, "what would the village say?" she teased.

"Way to go, Naruto!" he cheered. She shook her head. He was still a child.

"I'll be right back," she chuckled.

"Fine," he pouted.

She walked to the bathroom not bothering with any clothing and did a couple things, checked her sex hair, fixed her raccoon eyes, and used a special technique all female ninja learned in case of torture that was special to their gender. Never having had to use it before she had to hope she remembered her training right. She was walking back to his room when she noticed an ANBU in his living room. She stood there and crossed her arms looking rather pissed at the intruder.

He took off his mask to reveal Sasuske.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, still pissed.

"I was worried about my friend. So I came to check on him but it seems my worries were for nothing," he explained, his face never showing an emotion.

Her eyes narrowed into a deadly glare. She had half a mind to send him flying through the walls but she didn't want Naruto to come out of his room to find them together. It might open old wounds.

"You should know I would never hurt him," she growled.

"You hurt him bad when you left," he defended.

"He hurt me too you know!" she huffed.

"I never said he didn't, I just wanted to make sure he was still in perfect health," Sasuke surrendered.

"Fine," she fussed, wanting him to leave.

"You might not want to walk around naked, we check in here a lot," he finally smiled. He nodded to someone past her. She whipped around afraid it was another ANBU but it was Naruto. He handed her his black bathrobe. She put it on quickly.

"Sorry, I forgot about them," he apologized rubbing the back of his head.

"In his defense, its the first time he's had to worry about it," Sasuke quipped putting his mask back on and disappearing.

Naruto was back in his sleeping pants. She walked up to him, he looked like he was gearing up to take a punch. She sighed and rested her head on his chest.

"Can you find me another shirt?" she asked.

"Anything for you," he laughed wrapping his arms around her.