It had been a long day. After he made it to the office Sakura had disappeared on him and his two assistants had kept him too busy to find out where she had gone to. It was after night fall when he trudged into his lodging in the tower. He flopped on the couch. He didn't know what it was about paperwork but it left him almost as tired as a hard day of training. Before he could react he was pushed off the couch by a pink haired trouble maker who stole his seat. He put his head back against a pair of beautiful thighs and looked at the thief.
"That was rude," he glared.
She started rubbing his sore shoulders, thumbs hitting some particularly sensitive spots. He moaned as he was in painful bliss, she worked him over good, using her superior strength to work out the knots but not enough to really hurt him.
"What do you say now? Am I still rude?" she interrogated while moving down his arms.
"I'd have to say I love you, rudeness and all," he blurted out.
Her hands froze on him. Panic rose in them both. He would have kicked himself if he could. This time around he had wanted to do every thing perfect and confessing like that was not how he pictured it. Gathering his courage he turned his head to look at her. Her emotions were unreadable. Falling back on her basic ninja training to keep from showing how scared she was. Somehow disaster always seemed to follow whenever she spoke those words to the man before her. Just before she came back to the village she decided she was going to do everything in her power to make him hers if he was still available.
"Naruto, I," she started but his swift movement to his feet cut her off.
"You don't have to say it back just because I said it," he stated as he headed to the security of his room leaving a bewildered Sakura behind.
Once in the dark room, he let out a frustrated sigh he had been holding in. He wanted to cry but his pride stopped him. He needed to calm down and go back out there like nothing happened. He wasn't going to let one slip up destroy the fragile hold he felt he still had on her.
"Idiot, I love you too. Some of us just have a harder time saying it than others. Especially when every time you've said it before bad things have happened," she explained leaning on the door way.
He felt like an ass again, "I'm sorry," he mumbled barely loud enough for her to hear.
"Don't worry about it. Its going to take more than you being a complete jerk to scare me off. Now, do you want to finish that back massage or do you want to skip right to the happy ending?" she asked as she strolled up to him placing her hands on his neck, winding them into his silky hair. His found their way to her waist.
"Either way," he replied but he didn't feel like he deserved her attention after his lashing out.
His tone told her more than his words ever could. The mood was dead, so she would have to stoke the fires a different way. He was a man so it wasn't going to be that hard to get him raring to go.
"Come on," she grabbed his hand and pulled him back into the living room, "you're making me dinner," she informed him.
"Why me?" he whined in a childish manner making the rose haired woman roll her eyes.
"Because its your house and I've had a busy day," she answered plainly, like it was obvious.
"You think I've been lazy all day?" he growled, feeling under valued.
"Did I say that?" she pressed, sounding annoyed.
He muttered a few words and made his way to the kitchen. She relaxed in the living room thinking about how quick his reaction had been when she didn't answer his confession right away. That boy needed to calm down a bit. He was so smart when it came to battle but when it came to her he always did dumb stuff. Most of the time it made her smile secretly but this time she wasn't pleased in the slightest. As punishment he had to make dinner.
"Its ready," he announced in a grand fashion, like he had just fixed a feast.
She joined him at the table to find a steamy cup of instant ramen. She gave him an amused look as she took the top off and started slurping her noodles.
"Sorry, I'm still not a good cook," he apologized, his hand retreating to the back of his head to rub it nervously.
"Its fine, I ate ramen a lot when I was traveling. Though I haven't had this one before," she remarked taking another gulp of food.
"You hardly ever ate ramen with me," he drilled shaking chop sticks at her in mock anger.
"I ate it out on my travels because it helped with the homesickness," she answered quietly.
A smile crossed his handsome face. This tough girl act was just that, an act. He knew her well enough to know that if she was eating ramen it was because she missed him, not home. Sure she had missed her family and friends but he had heard they all got letters randomly from her. All of them but him and Sasuke. At least Sasuke and some others had even ran into her out on missions the first few years she was gone and she had always asked about him.
"So what had you so busy today?" he inquired.
"Went and saw my parents to find out what happened to all my stuff that I left with them. I'm going to have to start working soon to replace almost everything. I also looked into finding my own apartment again," she answered like it was no big deal.
"Why? You can just stay here with me," he let slip his true feelings. He stared at her waiting for a reaction.
She smiled at the man, "I can not!" she taunted.
"Why?" he demanded.
"I could never live with a slob like you," she harassed, a grin tugging at her plump lips. His house was much cleaner now than she had ever seen it in their youth but she suspected that was because he was never here long enough to make a big mess.
His hand flew to his heart like she had stabbed him. The glint in her eye sparked something, she was being a tease and he was going to get her for it. She finished her food and stretched.
"Think I am going to go to bed early. I didn't get much sleep last night," she winked.
She got up and headed to the guest room but was stopped by a pair of strong arms wrapping lovingly around her.
"You're not getting much sleep tonight either," he coed in her ear.
"Hokage-sama!" she gasp in mock shock.
The muscular arms caged her against his firm body. She felt his growing passion against her as he moved them to his bedroom. All it took was a little teasing and she had that boy right where she wanted. She didn't bother fighting him even in play, she didn't want to prolong the walk to his bed.
Once inside his room he grabbed her dress and pulled it up over her head leaving her in black boot, black panties, and matching black bra. His shirt joined her dress decorating his otherwise clean floor. Wondering hands found their way around her body. He had an easy time with the bra since it was right there. He didn't let it just fall to the floor he flung it across the room to be a brat. Lacy underwear was pulled down by strong forceful hands. He didn't bother with her boots. It was kind of hot to see her in just them.
He discarded his pants and rubbed his naked body up to hers. The warmth pressed up against her caused her core to heat up painfully. Her need spiked as a hand rubbed against her most sensitive spot. She wanted to turn around but he didn't let her. Instead he pushed her on the bed so she was on all fours. He positioned himself between her calves taking her hips in his hands. He wasn't acting nervous but he felt a little in over his head. The last time he had been intoxicated and braver. This time he was going off of desire alone.
He pushed himself in her. She didn't say any words but the noise she made confused him. He didn't know if he hurt her or pleasured her. He was still and she wasn't sure what he was doing back there but it still felt wonderful for him to be inside her.
"I'm not going to break," she breathed.
He chuckled, she was asking for it now. He pulled back and slammed into her roughly, earning more enticing sounds from the woman. He got his rhythm going and soon all that could be heard was panting, moaning, some grunting and skin contacting skin. With one particularly strong thrust Sakura's elbow buckled sending her chest to the bed changing how deep he penetrated her. Naruto never dropped the pace only adjusted the grasp on her lushes hips.
Muffled cries of pleasure was all she could muster as he set her body on a fire. He found her pleasure spot and hit it hard evoking a cry of distress from her into the mattress. If he hit that spot again she was sure her body would quit functioning from ecstasy overload. She got just enough strength in her arms to get them under her to cry out his name as she came. Her body pulled his release from him right after. He collapsed on top of her. Sweaty bodies rubbed against each other as they sucked breath trying to slow their heart rate.
"I lied," she panted.
"About what?" he responded a little worried.
"I think you broke me," she giggled.
Relief washed over him. He let out a small chuckle and rolled on to his side. He finally allowed her to turn around and cuddle up to him.
"I love you Naruto," she confessed honestly.
"I love you too, more than you know," he said into her pink hair but she heard every word from his sweet lips. She had an idea on how big his heart was. If it was willing to love her at all after what she had done to him she was willing to spend the rest of her life trying to make it up to him any way possible. Whatever he asked of her as a man or as her Hokage, she was going to accomplish and then some.
