They barely exchanged words during their meal, but they both knew this was one of those days when they contented with exchanging smiles across the table; the dinner not serving much purpose other than to fill the needs of their stomach. The table was then cleared but the dishes stayed in the sink; some things can be left for tomorrow.

He was first to lie in bed, not bothering to put on proper sleepwear after he brushed his teeth. Stripped down to his boxers on a hot summer night, his first order was to steal his wife's pillow and give it an almighty whiff. Eyes rolling to the back of his head, he grinned and took his own pillow to replace hers before rolling to his side.

He opened his eyes and was surprised she still wasn't lying beside him, as he was certain he already fell asleep.

"Sakura-chan?"

"Hmm?"

He got up on his elbows and looked around with lidded eyes. She appeared moments later in her pink silk nightgown; a glass of milk in her hand as she walked towards the bed. His eyes were quick to shift from her face to the plunging neckline, the soft fabric tracing the form of her breasts, to the curve of her sides and width of her hips. The nightgown was soft and shiny, very light to the touch and very easy to take off. It was his secret favorite, and almost immediately he felt a familiar heat inside that had nothing to do with the weather.
She turned off the lights as she went, making Naruto groan when he lost sight of her long, creamy legs. She was oblivious to his eyes on her back as she downed the glass, the moonlight giving her skin an ethereal glow. His breath hitched when she let her hair down and he was beside himself, imagining how it felt tickling his skin - and imagining how it would feel tickling his skin right now. He instantly sat up behind her and smelled her hair, causing her to jerk in surprise.

"Naruto!"

"How do you manage to smell so good the whole day?" he whispered, brushing away her hair to plant a kiss on her shoulder. Her eyes instinctively closed at the contact, relaxing as she leaned onto him.

"What do you mean?" she turned her head and inhaled at the crook of his shoulder, her nose touching the side of his neck. She brought up a hand to his hair and ruffled it. "You don't smell bad."

"I never said I did. You smell so much better, though." His hands were suddenly incapable of not letting his desires be known as it travelled from her shoulders, sliding down the straps as he went, to the length of her arms as he wrapped them around, bringing her body flush against his bare chest. "How was your day?"

"Three surgeries on an extended workday. In other words, hectic," she sighed as a warm hand enclosed around her breast. She didn't even notice the fabric hike up her stomach, her arms reaching for the back of his neck as he rained kisses on her cheeks, his arousal already hot and hard through the fabric of their clothes. His other hand gently caressed her stomach, teasingly giving her panties a pull, inserting his fingers to trace the lining only to remove them and venture the length of her legs, making her butt scoot backward when his fingers pulled on a nipple and caught her lips in a deep kiss.

She turned in his arms and stradded him, his arm shifted to support her back while the other lightly touched the juncture of her thighs, his thumb rubbing circles through her underwear. "And yours?" she asked, breath heavy and seemingly not waiting for an answer as she kissed him again, jerking her hip forward into his teasing fingers.

He let out a satisfied chuckle beneath her lips, loving her impatience and the lust in her eyes. He shifted aside the fabric and inserted a couple of fingers,slowly rubbing her walls, just the way he knew she loved it. She was slick with juices and he could smell it, his own arousal burning that it almost hurt, but he was all about drawing her out, slowly and surely.

He let go of her lips and listened to her moans, his fingers moving in and out of her while her hands wandered all over his chest, down his torso and to the waistband of his boxers. He pressed hard inside just as her fingers wrapped around his length, causing her hips to jerk involuntarily, her labored breath filling his ears as she pumped him firmly, just the way she knew he loved it.

"You didn't answer me," she whispered in between a long moan, his fingers making swift, curling motions that made her pant and left his arousal forgotten; he took her lips once more, his tongue delving deep into her mouth just as her hips jerked forward and he inserted another, walls closing around his fingers as she released his lips calling out his name.

He let her breathe for a moment while slowly removing her clothes, her arms raised momentarily to help him before wrapping them around his neck, pulling him down with her as she lay on her back. His lips travelled once more, his tongue licking the valley of her breasts, hands wandering from one nipple to the other, rolling it in his hands and loving every sound coming out of her mouth. He slipped off her wet underwear, fingers teasing her sensitized bud and lightly kissed the skin above her belly button, grinning with pride as the goosebumps appeared on the surface of her flesh.

Before he could move again, she surprised him and raised a leg over his hip to stop his descent, using it as leverage as she leaned forward and reached for his face, her breath hot on his lips.

"You're still clothed, Hokage-sama," her jade eyes locked on his cerulean as she lifted her hips, naked form rubbing on his length. He closed his eyes as he felt his control slipping, her heat deliciously teasing his erection. Her fingers slipped beneath the waistband and she slid it off him with an impatient tug, smiling as her hands lightly caressed his bottom, her legs seductively opening to accommodate him as he hovered over her, the heat from their bodies intensifying. He took her lips in a deep kiss, hands wandering once more as he held himself to her entrace, sucking her tongue before entering her smoothly till he was buried to the hilt. They moaned in unison, puffs of breath exchanging as a warm smile appeared on his lips, his own manly satisfaction at having her so beautifully tight inside.

"You still haven't answered my question," she panted as he began to move, her legs wrapping around him, hips moving in time with his thrusts.

Sweat glistened on their skin as he pulled out slowly and slammed into her, their cries echoing each other. His hips bucked forward, harder and deeper as he reveled in the feel of her around him and he moved, faster with every grunt, her moaning in his ear turning him on, her breasts against his chest and her hands all over, soft touching and nails digging, his every thrust that aimed to please her was returning in shockwaves to please him.

"Naruto," she pleaded, eyes lidded and mouth agape, he kissed her once and released her lips, legs wrapped tight around his hips he increased his speed till she was whimpering beneath him, her voice calling for more again and again as the heat inside increased tenfold, building and rising till she teetered on the edge, his length drove deep as he angled to hit her sensitive spot repeatedly and she lost it, walls closing in on him and her fire exploding, heat filling her core and she came crying out his name. Driving in and out of her tightened walls, his own body responded with increased pressure, hips bucking and pleasure igniting, his length grazed within her still gasping, and with a long, hard thrust, he followed, a guttural cry escaping his lips and their gazes locked, understanding the feeling that only they could give each other.

He collapsed in her arms and buried his face on the crook of her shoulder while her fingers found a place in his hair, softly tugging at the roots in wordless intimacy. He raised his head and through deep breaths he managed another kiss before separating from her and resuming his position as the main pillow by pulling her against his chest, her ears just above where she could feel the still intense pounding of his heart.

"I was too busy today. Meetings everywhere about the chunin exams, paperwork... Chunin candidates, paperwork. It was really tiring. I just wanted to get home and rest."

"You call this resting?" she chuckled, hands roaming across his chest.

"Well, no, but..."

She silenced him with a kiss and he held onto her with a knowing smile as he felt her nipples brush across his chest.

Surely, some things can be left for tomorrow.

post valentine's s.m.u.t. *evil laughter*