New scene.
Chapter 9
"What!?" Raging roars blasted. Red lips tightened from the angering news. Michelle flopped back onto the sofa of her private condominium. Nails scratched the papers in her hand.
Standing between the sofas, a man in black suit bowed in consolation. "I'm afraid your percent of the share holders had bee-""I do not want to hear excuses..." Dark tone, she understood her predicament the first time he shared the news. How could this happen? She was in deep trouble.
"I don't care what you do. I want whomever responsible." Crumbled the paper tight, she slammed her fist hard on the coffee table. "No matter what, no Uchihas can know about this. Understand?!"
The man bowed before exiting. And the room was left to a dead silent. Michelle let out a long sigh before dropping her body back. Tire, she was weary from this battle. Who?
Who could have access to her account? Who could have taken everything she snatched and played such a foul game?
Well, no matter, she wasn't going to them be satisfied. Hastily stood, she quickly grabbed the paper and made her way to the office area of the room. Pulling each and every drawer out, her eye frantically searched for a certain object. The evidence.
Found it. The small flash drive was smashed in pieces immediately. Folders and papers found its way through the shredder. From the rage of uprooting her office space, Michelle accidently pulled a certain object from its shrine. A black tie was an inch away from the blades. Knowing well whose it belonged to, angered her more. Sasuke... What happened in the morning made her blood boiled. Fisting the velvet article, she wasted no time to stuff the tie into shredder. Hearing the fabric torn and pulled, she wished it was Sasuke's bloody raw flesh instead.
Taken a moment to pull herself together, Michelle leaned back against the desk. The thought of the raven head could not be drown away. Lifting her head, she glanced over to where he stood last.
"!" Suddenly an epiphany sparked.
"Mou, what are you doing there Sasuke?!" Throwing her arms around the said man, Michelle placed a kiss on his neck, wanting to evoke his urge again for another round of their deed.
"Getting my jacket." Blankly, he answered without a single reaction to her temping act.
A bit irritated by his tone, she twirled around to meet his eye. Cold and dark, it was menacing and hot. "What's the hurry?" She whispered. Her hand tried to pry his shirt away. "You're such a tease. Tying me up like that then you're just going to leave?" She showed him the untied tie on her wrist."The night isn't over yet." Down, she was about to kneel down.
He made no moves against her action, "Hn." But suddenly, grabbing her shoulder, Sasuke planted a hard kiss.
Before Michelle could react, he left.
Could it be. Standing amidst the empty room, Michelle eyes were blood shot. Both hands in fists, she breathed out each word, "You. Will. Pay." How dare he played her.
o-o-o-o-o
o-o-o-o-o
'Hn. Those idiots.'Rubbing his temple, he tried to erase the image of Naruto on the verge of stripping himself from drunkenness.
Like usual, they had to make personnel meeting with the big shots in the industry. This time, it was an old pervert, and as always, their meeting place would be at the club. All they do the whole night was drinking and making noises. Too much noise. Naruto was selling his soul to the karaoke machine, while Kakashi disappeared sometime in the middle of their round. Sasuke was left to drive the man back to his hotel and get Naruto to his apartment. Dragging Naruto to his apartment was a long journey. By this time, Naruto probably still hadn't moved from where Sasuke had dumped him which was right in front of the blonde's apartment.
The light of the elevator blinked from five … six … twenty … thity-five … Being the proprietor of the building, Sasuke had the advantage of living on the top level. His own private garden and an in-ground pool, the whole floor was his quarters, his life of an aristocrat.
Ding.
The door slid open, and Sasuke resumed his journey toward his safe shelter.
Taking out the keys, Sasuke made his entrance as soundless as possible. Because shewas home and since it was late, he couldn't bear to wake up the Angel.
"?!"
The lights of the whole complex were off, except for the kitchen's dining area. Slowly making his way to the illuminating light, a knot in his stomach churned in the most uncomfortable way.
Before him, on the dining table was a lavish feast, covered to keep the heat. Then there was a pink blob on the table, Sakura was laying her head on the table, dead asleep. The air filled with the delicious aroma and the warm of the kitchen stove. The clock behind her read ten twenty three pm. 'When did she make these?'Hovering his knuckles upon the covers, the slight feeling of warmth indicated it was made not too long ago.
Rustling his hair, Sasuke was speechless at the girl.
'Didn't I tell you not to wait?'
Setting his jacket and briefcase aside, Sasuke made his way to the girl. Scooting her in his arms, he felt relaxed how fitted she was in his embrace. The sensation was just natural. It was as if his arms were created to embrace her, or vice versa. Either way, it felt good.
"Mmm…" She dug her head further in his chest, loving the warmth. The girl felt like a fluff of cottons against him. Sasuke made his journey to her room as slowly as possible. Unconsciously, he wanted the feeling to last longer.
'Really, Sakura.'Kicking the cover off with his foot, Sasuke carefully placed the girl down on the fluffy bed. Her face showed a little dispute losing his warmth, but quickly turned serene at the soothing of the bed. Looking down at the Sakura again, he finally noticed her attire. He blamed Ino. The girl was dressed in light satin nightgown; it hugged closely to her curve, emphasizing her figure. Chillness of the room brushed against her, causing the buds to perk up to his gaze. Still being uncomfortable from wearing the annoying bra, Sakura did not hesitant to getting rid of it under her nightgown. Breathing out a long sigh, he told himself. 'Must … must … keep control …' Don't wake up the poor girl.
But 'Damn.'Just looking at her made his blood rushed. Throbbing, aching, the fabric of his pants was constricting.
Well, a tiny kiss wouldn't leaned in to give the Angel a peck on the lips. A smile was creeping up her lips.
'She is really a heavy sleeper,' so oblivious to her surroundings. It was dangerous.
Too sweet.
Finally, he covered her safely under the cover. Quickly backing out, Sasuke accidentally bumped his leg, knocked an object off the night table.
"Hn?" Looking down on the floor, he immediately recognized the box. It was the velvet box he had picked up the other day, and was snatched away by her. The box that gave away her full name that somehow made the girl frantic by hearing it. Papers were scattered from the opened lid. Stooping down, Sasuke picked up what seemed to be personal papers, birth certificate, I.D., passport, ect ect… 'How did she get this?'Reading her I.D.Sakura Tenshi. DOB: March 28, 1990He chuckled at the perfect last name and the year of her age. 'They are more efficient up 'there' than my own office.'He dropped his head at the sad thought.
His eyes glanced at the baby face. 'How long are you intending to stay by my side?'His hand found its way to her bang again.
Picking up the box and its lid, Sasuke felt it should be put together in it position, since Sakura didn't want him to look at it yesterday.
"What?" Placing the lid on, Sasuke was baffled by, 'Why did she cross out her own last name?' He couldn't reason out why. Besides knowing, she was an Angel, she, too, also a mystery to him.
o-o-o-o-o
Freshly showered to rid off the alcohol and perfume stenches, Sasuke—dressed 'only' in his P.J. pants with his shoulders covered by a tiny towel to damp his wet hair, was making his way to the living area.
The lonesome coldness crept up on him again as he settled down on the dining table.
Sitting alone in the open space, Sasuke was feeling an empty hole within him that was hard to explain. Looking over the out of place chair, the one that she had been sitting in, and ever since, she was there … with him.
He felt a slight panned of remembrance at the time when she first sat on the chair drinking her little cup of tea.
Returning to his meal, Sasuke remembered the reason why he never ate at home. It was too unbearable, sitting there—wearing up the only chair of the family size table.
'When I said tomatoes… she actually used the ten lbs tomato bag we bought.'He sighed again at the sight of five dishes on the table. Everything was made of tomatoes. Steamed stuffed tomato, tomato soup, tomato salad, pickled tomato side dish, and oven baked tomato. 'Really.'He gave a slight chuckle.
Silently eating, his mind wandered aimlessly again. When was the last time, beside these past few days, had he ate a homemade meal? When was the last time he was caressed and cared for? When was the last time, someone paid attention to his slight tiny injury?
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Too long ago.
o-o-o-o-o
Mid-night moon slowly climbed to its highest point on the clear night sky. Konoha finally in its deepest sleep. A man looked keenly at the scenery. The calmed, transcendental feeling…"Sasuke-kun?"… was broke by the sweet melody voice.
The man, fully dressed, turned at a slight angle from his stance while looking out the glass wall. Sakura stood sheepishly in her white mid-thigh nightgown, rubbing her eyes, trying to clear the lids from the doziness.
"When did you get home?" She walked toward him.
"A while ago. Why didn't you stay in bed?" Placing the wine glass on the side table, sitting down on the armchair, Sasuke waited for the girl to come near.
"Hm … I don't know. I just wanna make sure you're actually home and not me, sleep walking. Did you eat dinner? I bet it got cold when you got home. Did you re-heat them? How was it? I made all tomato dishes I know. I'll lear…oopfth."
A pull and a hug, she was in his arms.
"…?" Sakura really should get used to the strange behavior by now.
Tightly hugging the girl, Sasuke nuzzled his face in her neck, in taking her signature natural sweet scent.
"Sasuke-kun?"
"…"
The two of them kept the moment still with the composed feeling.
[…]
Nuzzle deeper… kiss… nibble…
"?!..." Sakura was starting to feel the man's intention. "S-Sasuke-kun…" She lightly pushed on his shoulders.
He ignored her struggle. Licking a long wet trail up to her ear, Sasuke whispered. "It's your punishment."
"W-wah?" Her eyes widened. Fidgeting in his arms, Sakura didn't really know how to get out of his strong grasp. Did she want to get away? No…yes…maybe? …That was a very intrigue mystery.
Holding her tightly against him with one arm, letting her body molded in to his body. Gliding the other hand slowly down her curve, the digits played with her thigh, drawing circles.
Lips kissing, making his way across her neck, licking off the slight hint of sweat from her slowly heated body or the nervousness. Tongue playing with her collarbone, down to the front of her chest, then in the most tormenting way, up her neck to the tip of her chin, finding the rosy lips he regrettably left before.
"Ah…" She slurred a moan against his kiss. Hot, steamy hot kiss, the one that everyone would define as a true French kiss, wet, luring tongues battle for dominance.
This devilish man had pulled down Sakura from the safe haven of innocent.
Too enticed in his kiss, Sakura began to be bolder. Using her hands to caress and hold on his face, she slithered her fingers into his damp hair. Soft.
Pulling him deeper, wanting him. She pushed her body up to deepen the kiss. Tasting him more and more, his flavor infused with a tint of bitter taste from the wine, drunken her mind.
Sasuke, sensing she was enjoying his roguish fore play, recoil his head from the girl, ending the kiss.
"?" Puzzle filled her complex.
Giving her his renowned arrogant smirk, he bent his head to bestow a hard bite by her shoulder. The pain was too pleasurable, she screamed out a moan.
"Didn't I say this was a punishment?" He darkly grunted into her skin, teeth mark reddened on her pale skin.
Harshly pulled on her thigh to place her up on his laps, rough hand spread her legs to embrace his side. Sakura once again jolted at the feeling of the growing pain between his thighs.
She jumped once more as he groped her bottom cheeks, resting his hand there.
Dark lusting orbs hypnotizing the sparkling greens. He pulled her deeper into him.
Small hands were grabbing on his shoulders, preventing her body from falling. "Sakura…" He dipped his lips behind her ear again. Wincing at the tickling feeling, Sakura curved her neck to give him a better access. Lick. "You didn't listen to me."
"Ahhh…." Her head was fogged by his proximity to comprehend what he was trying to say.
"Misbehaving like that."
"W-what ..did-d …I do.?" Wanting to know her mistake, if she did make one or he was just making thing up to get to her.
Chuckle. "What were you doing in my office?"
"?!"'Busted'"I..I…"
Slowly, his callused hand moved under her dress to palm her soft bottoms. Pressing her harder, closer to him.
"If I didn't know you were an Angel, I would think you were trying to steal classified information. That won't be good. Sa-ku-raaa…" He hotly breathed in to her, fanning her skin until goose bumps were covering every inch of her porcelain skin.
"H-how did you … know…?" She questioningly buried her brows. Mouth parted to let out a wave of hot air. Her slender back curved toward him.
"Sakura … You don't know, do you? … Your body …" Tongue tasted her skin. "Your scent … it's intoxicating my mind." He slowly moved his head to stare intently in to the girl's eyes with his gaze. "You did a well done job covering up what you unearthed, but your scent was lingering every tiny corner in my office." Skimping his lips to hers. Lick…
"Ahhh…" Sakura tightly closed her eyes from the delicious sensation crawling her spine.
"Sakura… Sakura…" Waking her up with his voice.
"I… only wanted to find out … m-more about … y...ahhh …" She moaned out the last word as he bit on her ear lobe.
"Ah. Really" He was satisfied with the slight nod. Smirk. "So. What have you learned about me?" He stopped his ministrations and looked amusedly at the girl, who was panting hard.
Slowly, she calmed down. "You …" Swallow. She caught her breath. "... were a chubby baby."
Twitch. "Sa-kuuu-ra … You looked at my albums!" He moved his hands from her bottom to pinch her cheeks, the ones on her face. 'I should have tossed those away.'
"Wah … they were just there!" She unclasped her hands from his neck to pull his fingers away from her. Lean thighs tightened around him, trying to get out of his hold on her tender flesh.
From their trivial hands scuffle, Sakura wiggled her body around. Such an innocent action had caused her moist opening to rub against his throbbing arousal.
"Fuck." Sasuke groaned out in gratification, shocking through his spine. Didn't care about Sakura seeing his embarrassing childish past. Not waiting for the feeling to subside, Sasuke wanted to intensify this provoking urge.
Pulling his hands to place them under her bottom again, Sasuke slowly moved her body to grind against his.
"Don't..." Grunt. "You don't need to know what had happened...hah...in past." This was ridiculous, how could he, the Uchiha, get this excited by this amateur position. "Just ..."
"Wh-why…" Half lid, Sakura couldn't think straight as she bobbed up and down on him. Her unbound breasts were bouncing behind the clothe layer.
Hushing the girl with a kiss, "Stop talking," he commanded.
Seeing her puzzled face, lips parted, wanting to say something…"What do you want?" His voice came in a dry raspy voice.
Strange feelings were building up at the pit of her stomach. There was something she wanted to release, to let go, but it was too hard to grasp on the assertion of what it was that she needed.
He couldn't stop. She was truly addicting, a slight touch had caused him to go this crazy. They didn't have to get naked to reach this mind-blowing peak. The idea of fully clothe body rubbing against each other made his urge gone to the edge of animalistic instinct. He wanted to take her soul away as she did with his.
"I-I don't know…" Small fragile hands were grabbing on to him, hanging for her existence. This ride was too much. Too exhilarating. Too mind numbing. Thrilling.
None of them wanting to stop, this errant act.
[...]
Moans, grunts, thrusts … heavy breathing filled the compound of the Ice King Uchiha.
Well not anymore, his body was heating up by the help of this Angel. No. Vixen.
"…f-faster…" Sasuke moans out his command to the bobbing body seated on his lap. With his hands, now under the girl's dress to play with the sensitive skin of her lower back, he kept the girl from falling.
"Umm… ahh… ahhh…" Sakura was emerging from her shyness, moved freely against him, grinding hard. Slender arms clutched his head to support her body.
Unable to suppress the stimulation from her movement, he unconsciously pushed his groin up to meet her.
"?!" Shock by the sudden move, Sakura let go of his neck, "Eep!" Her body dropped backward.
"Saku-" Catching the female body from the fall, he lost his balance and tumbles down with her.
Thumpt!
Both bodies were now laying on the cold floor, Sakura's back curved by the frostiness of the floor, meeting her perked peaks with Sasuke's masculine torso.
"Oww…" Sakura shocked by the concussion pain.
"Hn." Grunting from his position, Sasuke moved his hand from the uncomfortable floor. Sitting up to ease the heaviness on the girl, he felt the throbbing between his legs was too painful. Straightening his arms on the bent knees, he sat there and gazed at the panting body sprawling on his floor.
Sakura steadily regained her conscious, her breathing returned to a normal rate. Calmingly sitting up, she giggled at the man in front of her.
"What are you giggling about?" He was annoyed.
"Your hair…"
Moving his hand up, Sasuke felt the out place parts. Thanks to Sakura who was gripping his hair most the time. She turned it in to a bob of mess. She stirred to close their gap, hands smoothly trying to comb his hair back to its unique shape. "How do you get your hair to be in that shape?" She made the hand motion of his famous trademark hair.
Rustling his head side to side, the sweat from his head damped the hair back in its place. "It's just like that…"
"Ah"
This girl, she was too good at distraction topics. "Hn." Harshly pulling her to him, Sasuke placed the girl on his shoulder and easily stood up.
"Wah?" Her arms and legs were thrashing around from the weird pose.
"Stop moving or I'm going to drop you." She stayed still, limps hanging on his shoulder.
"Where are you taking me?"
"Where else … my room"
"What for?!… My room is a door down."
"…" He paid no attention.
"gah!"
"Do you want us to go to your room then?"
"Sasuke-kun, I want to sleep." She protested.
Carefully flopped the girl down on his kingly bed, he replied. "Cheh. I don't need sleep.".
"S-sa-suke…You…have…w-work tom...rrow morning…" Sakura quickly scooted back as Sasuke, like a predator, closed up on her, his prey. "Y-you wouldn't …w-want…to be l-late ... again." Her back was now hitting the bedpost.
"I wasn't late. I actually got there early." His face was at the tip of her toe now. Kiss.
"Ah… T-that's … good …" She noticed her choice of words. "…I mean...You're not being late that is." Feeling a tingling sensation as his lips made its way up her leg.
"Beside, no one would 'dare' to say a word … even if I disappear for a whole day." His hands were now on her bent knees, lips closely kissing its way further up her inner thigh. Sakura could only look as his head jogged about, hands spreading, holding her legs apart. Such an erotic scene. "Such day… can be … hn?… tomorrow perhaps." Her eyes widened as Sasuke breathed against her core. 'Delicious…'His nose was now tipping at the small piece of fabric, breathing in her scent, moistened, perfect for him.
"Sa-suke-kun..." She weakly used her small hands to push his head out, preventing him to go deeper.
Grab. Seizing her hand, "Sakura" he groaned out in rage. "Stop it. You know you can't stop me … You don'twant me to stop." He moved his body, provokingly sliding his body up, teasingly touching her. "You … want … this …" Using both hands to hold hers down on the mattress, he leaned in, pushing his hard abdomen, pressing it intimately to her excitement. "You want …" 'Me.'Lick…
"huuuuu….." She moaned out a low frustrating groan as Sasuke licked a long devilish hot wet trail from her chin toward her ear. Purposely skipping her plump lips.
Still seeing signs of protests, Sasuke whispered, "What happened … You were so daring before?" Her eyes widened at the scene of her on top of him flashed through her mind. "Don't you know … When a man … and … a woman …" He dipped his tongue to trace her jaw line. Fingers intertwined, pulling her hand up next to their faces. "Delicious… woman." He let her gawked at the scene of him, licking, tasting each of her lean fingers, obsidian eyes held a deadly look trapping the naive greens. "Lying on the bed…"
Her waist was now fidgeting, creating a sparking friction between them.
His words sounded like a melody with hazy lyric. Too entice by his touch, his warmth, Sasuke … she too found him addictive. Sakura was spellbound.
"Together... pressing… in to each other… " Her hands were now guided to embrace on to his neck. "Sa-ku-ra …" He lightly used his head to tap on her fore head. "Are you listening to me?" His fingers softly pressed on her sides. Amusedly, he looked at the girl, half shaking, nodding her head.
'Forget it.'Not waiting to hear her answer, heswiftly glided his hands down her back, lightly lifted her bottom. Sasuke laid the girl under him.
Riing …Riiinnnngg…
He ignored the ringing noise.
Kiss.
Rinnnggg….Rinnnngggg…
"Sasuke-kun …" Sakura tapped on his neck at the realization of the annoying ring.
"Hn."
Rinnggggg…rinnnggg…
"But…"
"Ignore it." He told her to leave it. Opened the drawer, Sasuke tossed the irritating object in and pushed it shut. The ringing sound was muffled.
"Sasuke-kun…" Sakura whined under him.
"Who cares?" He returned to devour the girl. Fingers crawled down the valley of her breast, skipping pass her flat tummy, wittingly neglecting her excitement, hotly throbbing between her thighs, down to outline the line of her dress hem.
"Fuuu~~~" Blowing hot sweet air in to her neck, Sakura shuddered.
RINNGGG….RINNNGGGG RIIING ….
It was the home phone's turn now. And, there were only a handful of people who knew his home number.
RIIINGGG … the multiple home phones rung the annoyance tune.
'Naruto. I'm going to kill you.'
Infuriated, Sasuke had to skid down his bed.
"?!" Leaving the girl recoiled at the chillness of the room from losing his warmth and attention.
[…]
Walking straight to his office, where the main phone line was, without looking at the caller's I.D., he unplugged the cord and the phone jack. 'There. Done.'
Heaving out a long sigh, Sasuke looked down at the budging bulk of his crotch.
Instead of returning to his room, to her,he strutted to the kitchen to grab a cold, icy water bottle out from the freezer. With a gulped, he emptied the bottle cleaned. Good thing it wasn't a wine bottle this time.
It felt nice to cool down.
'Hn. One more.'
o-o-o
"Sakura … pretending to be asleep isn't going to stop me…" You still need to be punished.
Sasuke, leaning against his door, looked at the lump on his bed. Strutting closer, he saw the gir winced under the cover, trying hard to keep still. As he climbed on the bed, long limbs crawled to her slowly, making the anticipation rose to a burden max. Feeling constraining shirt was too bothersome; he swiftly pulled it off in one movement, throwing it somewhere that he could care less of.
Hn.Smirking at the memory of finding her in his bed not too long ago, Sasuke tortured the girl by dragging the comforter down in the most anguish way as possible. It wasn't doing him any better too.
There she was … lying on her stomach, hiding her face from him. Breaths jagged, her hands unconsciously gripped the bed sheet.
He stooped down, fingers holding the girl's waist.
"Sa…" Kiss her neck—chilling spine.
"Ku…" Kiss her shoulder blade—muscles tensed.
"Ra…" Running his lips around her back, he tested for her sweet spot. Sakura made a sharp in-take of breath then held it.
She showed no sign of breathing.
"Damn it … Breathe!" He shook her. Fingers found her tickle spots.
"Buhahahahah…st-stop...hahaaa…..stop it …. Hahaha …" Sakura was tossing and turning under Sasuke, laughing her head off. Slapping, kicking the mattress. Her breath was unattainable, she was grasping for air. " Hahahaha … I … haa can't … hahaha … breath…. Hahaha Stop it... hahahah"
Slap! Sakura out of her reaction gave him an uncontrolled smack.
"Gah." Sasuke pulled his face away from the sting.
"Har…har… har…" Heavily breathing, trying to regain her breath, Sakura sat up. "I … har … told … har … you to …har…stop…?"
"I'm getting injuries by you every day now." Sasuke leaned back rubbing his face.
"It's your fault for tickling me. I'm sensitive." She pouted.
"Hn." For some provoking reason, that smack actually turned him on more. "Really?" Eyebrow rose.
Blink… blink…
"Sasuke-kun!" Sakura was about to jump off the bed at the realization, but she was stopped.
"You're not going anywhere after doing this to me." With one hand, he pushed her back down on the mattress. Trapping her under him, Sasuke pressed his painful need, poking through the fabric.
"Wa?"
"Don't try to act innocent." Taking her hand, Sasuke guided those digits to feel his need of her.
Jolted at the touch of the familiar bulkiness, it was hard at her touch. Sakura heaved a sharp take of air, wanting to clear her shocked mind. "You should know by now … what I want." Sakura turned her head on a side, hiding her blushing cheeks. Wanting to deny the feeling so much, but she couldn't.
"Mmm…" The egotistical man was stealing her breath by an inconceivable tongue battle.
Small hands found its way toward his jaw. She massaged his aching cheek then slithered around to pull his head down, deepening the kiss. Until their lungs cried out for air, the two would actually break apart, but still keeping their distance close to the point of touching.
Jagged breathed blew against one another, eyes stared intending, showing the frustration of inner wanting need.
Continued their kiss, Sasuke moved his hand back down under her dress, pushing it up, wanting to get rid of the annoyance fabric. Sakura, appeared to be reading his mind, lifted her body slightly, letting him push the dress further up passing her waist, over her throbbing chest.
'No good.'Both minds were thinking the same. They both didn't want to end this needy kiss just to get rid of her dress. Tugging the other way, Sakura pulled the strings of the dress off her arms as Sasuke pulled the crinkly piece of useless fabric down her body.
Feeling the cold air rush up her skin, Sakura shuddered at the bareness under Sasuke.
"Haa…" Sasuke lowly grunted a moan as Sakura running her soft fingers up from his hard abdomen, wincing at his nipple, then to the base of his neck. His rough hands returned the favor by rubbing against her buds, perking it to hardened peaks. Sakura moaned aloud, ended the kiss to breathe out her holding pant. Liking the respond, Sasuke moved his face to nuzzle between her breasts. Devouring the tender mounds, while his finger travel down...down...
Knees bent. "Gasp!" She closed it by the touch of his hand.
"Don't …" Such an evil man, his lips whispered, "Relax" Slowly, she calmed down.
Sliding his finger against the clothe blossom bud. He flinched at how wet she was. Her panty was soaked to the point of leaking.
"My … My…" Ghostly, his voice murmured as he sucked hard on her nipple. "So … wet…" Leaving her addicting sweet nipples, he leveled his face to hers. Luring half-lid greens looked at him, waiting for the next unexpected touch. "Because of me?" Kiss...
Blush
"Heh" He chuckled at her frustration as he pushed his hand under the thin sheer clothe but not touching her bare core.
"Sasuke-kun!" She snapped at his teasing.
"Patience, Sakura." Slickly, a finger passed her sticky wet cunt.
"Oooohhh…" Her face cringed with pleasure, running though her. Blood tinted her skin with the color of cherry blossoms.
His calloused hand pulled out, wickedly placing next to their face. Sasuke stuck out his tongue to give his finger a clean licked, keeping his gaze fixed on hers.
Such malevolence.
Spine shivered at the torturous sight, Sakura mindlessly lifted her head to kiss the man, tasting that erotic flavor.
'Better.'Liking her bold move, Sasuke returned his hand to the previous location to yank the last garment off, down her long tender legs. Sakura dressed in sheer sweat, nothing else covered her body from the man's naked eyes.
"Sakura …" He sought for her attention. "Sakura…"
Green eyes opened.
"What do you want?" Fingers stroking her wetter, moisture increased, leaking its way down to his mattress.
"haar… har…" Her mind fogged. Chest was heaving an uneven pattern. Her lungs wanted to explode. Slender fingers gripped, and tore his skin.
"Tell me…"
Heaving, she choked … "I … I … Don't … Know…"
He suddenly stopped. "You don't know."
Pink head quickly nodded … then shook … unsure…
Pulling his hand away, he softly cupped her face.
"Sakura…"
Confused eyes hazily looked at him.
Sigh. 'Damn it … I can't.'Looking at her mesmerized emerald orbs again, dropping his head, Sasuke couldn't bring himself to break the girl. 'Why does she have to be so damn … pure… fucking innocent … urgh.'Delicately caressed her face, Sasuke stooped his head down, hiding the heated blush creeping up his face.
"?" She was surprise by his tenderness.
"Sakura"'It'll take time.'Arms securely pulled her against him. "I'll wait…" 'I'll make you want me … unconditionally offer yourself to me.' Lullaby-ing by his words, Sakura shifted her body closer to him. That bounded feeling still locked within her. It was too hard to express. She was bewildered. Uneasy, she buried the strange sensation deep again.
[…]
"Sasuke-kun?" Sweet voice called to him.
"…"
"Are you alright like this?" Referring to the noticeable tent on his crotch, she accidentally tapped it with her knee. "Oh?!" 'Did it just grow?' Feeling the throbbing 'thing' grew.
Twitch. Obsidian eyes snapped open. 'Fuck it'
"Eeeeppp!" Sasuke trapped the girl under him again.
"You really like to play with fire don't you?" He groaned behind his fallen bang. Quickly ridden himself off his pants, 'I'll just start slowly…'
"Sasuke-kun … Sleep …go back to sleep!"
"Fuck sleep!"
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o-o-o-o-o
Ding Dong … Diiiiiiiiing Dong …
Sasuke exasperatingly opened his heavy eyelids. 'Who's the fuck?!'
Ding .. Dong…
Moving his hand to pull on his eyelids, he stretched his face to clear off the tension. Sasuke was about to sat up from his position, but he couldn't moved his muscle. 'Hn. Must be really tired last night.'His whole body felt numb, as if a heavy weight was covering his upper torso, a soft heavy weight. Clearing his head, Sasuke looked at the 'thing'—wait—never mind—it was she again. That pink blob head.
Fully lying on top of him, Sasuke have no idea how to move this little vixen off. Carefully sitting up, with her lounging on him… he shuddered at the feeling this soft alluring body was giving off.
Ding Doooong….
'#$%^& … I'm coming.'Using his numbing hands to cover the girl's ears, Sasuke slid her body off to the side. Pleased, seeing how she flinched when losing his warmth.
Quickly, skid off the bed, Sasuke pulled on his PJ pants, and angrily pounced his way to the door. Ready to beat up any one waking him up at five in the morning.
Ding- Forcibly, he opened the door."What the fu-" "Sasuke-sama."-ck do you want"
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If you remove the smexy scenes...this chappie would be super short. WTH...why am I such a pervie?