It was a lazy afternoon and one that Sakura was very thankful for. She had only slept for two hours and was called to the hospital again earlier that morning. The whole week was a demanding, sleep-deprived schedule that kept her far away from home and almost sleeping and bathing in the hospital.

She sighed, slumping lazily on her chair. Rather than feeling like her body was weak, she felt more mentally drained than anything. Deciding she could use a nap, she briefly got up to take off her coat. Turning her chair to face the window, she closed her eyes and relaxed beneath the soft sunlight.

A quiet hum escaped her lips as a soft breeze kissed her face. Instead of drifting to sleep, however, her thoughts centered on the man she missed most.

She hadn't seen him for days; rather, she had, but only just. She would come home and crawl into bed next to him, or wake up wrapped in his arms only to leave a few moments later. He would always be reluctant to let her go but knew that she had her duties and would content himself with a kiss. It had seemed like such long time since they last touched, and the realization hit her as images of him in the throes of passion began to flood her mind.

She missed his tongue in her mouth, coaxing and teasing her in more ways than one. His bare chest that glistened with sweat, so powerful and strong. His arms that held her tight, his hands that ran all over her body, his hips that she loved to wrap her legs around… She missed his kisses and the way he pleased her, how he understood everything that made her body writhe in pleasure. His eyes that looked at her with unbridled lust; the kind that made her feel the most beautiful. He wanted her and he let her know, and now she couldn't deny the unmistakable heat pooling in between her thighs; she missed him. She wanted him.

A faint pop and shuffle woke her from her reverie; quickly she stood and turned, partially armed with a defensive jutsu in mind. Her heart almost fell at the sight of her tall, spiky-haired blond Hokage; face flushed and eyes burning with need. Like an excited child she crashed in his arms, hardly believing he was real and was here.

His lips descended on hers, passionate and hungry. Her arms fisted the fabric of his robe, pulling him closer till there was no space between. He turned, still kissing her, pinning her to the wall.

His hands made no hesitation as he gently pulled up her skirt, lodging his leg in between and roughly rubbing his clothed length in her. Fingers tracing around the fabric of her underwear before hastily pulling it down, he let go of her lips in a breathy hiss.

"You're wet," he whispered.

"I missed you," she pleaded, one hand guiding his other to a clothed breast while the other pressing on his palms to her center.

He kissed her hungrily as a response, roughly kneading her breasts through the fabric as she fumbled through his pants, releasing his hot length into the air. The relaxing warmth of the room was replaced by a rising heat drawn by the needs of their bodies to be closer; and soon their lips could no longer silence the soft moans that left them as he lifted her against the wall and swiftly entered her.

Sakura threw her head back, hitting the wall in the mind numbing pleasure. Whatever pain she was supposed to feel was drowned by his steady length driving in and out of her, and instead her lips sought purchase by latching on the skin of his broad shoulders, kissing and exhaling the rapturous feelings out of her.

Naruto immediately brought a hand behind her head as he rained kisses on her flushed face. For every thrust she brought him deeper, her walls taking him in and her quiet moaning turning him on. She held him tight and he lifted her leg higher, thrusting into a new angle with every roll of his hips.

Neither could control the way their bodies responded; their breaths coming in quick pants they held close and his hips thrusted faster, aware of the need to be silent in their intimacy. She looked up and met his eyes for a moment, his hair sticking on the thin sheen of sweat on his forehead. Eyes closed, he pushed in some more causing a deep moan to escape, her voice vibrating across the edges of his lips. He did it again, and again, winding her up till they were both teetering off the edge. Her legs wound tighter and his strokes more frantic as he exchanged to more deeper, faster thrusts. His eyes sought hers, pushing her ass to his hips as he watched her unfold and her face contort in pleasure; he caught her lips in a deep, searing kiss, riding her walls closing in on him and he followed, spilling his seed within before releasing her lips and biting the fabric of her clothes to silence his pleasured moan.

Outside it was still a lazy afternoon, but the sudden footsteps out the corridor had startled Sakura that she immediately pressed onto him with her legs still wrapped around.

"Whoa, baby we just finished," Naruto chuckled, softly embracing her to steady the beat of his heart.

"It's not that…" she looked away, slightly embarrassed. "The door isn't locked."

"Oh." It was hard not to catch the glint in his eye before he playfully ran his hands over her bare bottom as he separated before lowering her to the ground. Still breathing heavily, he kissed her forehead while pulling down the hem of her skirt and running his hands over the creases. "What time is it?"

"Why?" She cooed, fixing his pants for him. He sucked on the crook of her neck, and she was thankful for the wall that supported her already weak knees.

"I have a meeting," his lips found hers, "at four."

She sighed, wrapping her arms around his neck and returning his kisses till the air in their lungs were well spent.

"In fifteen minutes," she panted, glancing at the clock on her table.

"I love this little habit of ours, " Naruto declared, pulling her away from the wall, picking up her discarded underwear as he went.

"What, surprise sex in the office?" She asked, crossing her arms.

He said nothing and instead picked her up to sit on the table. "Well, I like that too but.." he slowly slipped her panties back on, pausing just a little above her knees. "I meant our senseless kissing after."

He avoided her eyes, seriously concentrated on the task at hand. She was still as breathless as he, but usually he recovered first. He gave her hips a gentle tap, prompting her to lift her butt off the desk. Having slid back into her underwear, she caught his face in her hands and caressed the whiskers on his cheek.

"I love it too, Naruto. I don't know if we're trying to kill ourselves for lack of air but …"

He smiled, wrapping his arms around her in a tight embrace. "I missed you, Sakura-chan."