A/N: Well I'm glad some of you are enjoying the story thus far, most likely because the story is becoming far more SasuSaku centric. You critics are busting my balls over Tayuya something fierce; I have feelings too ya know. Regardless, the story will most likely begin to get a bit…shall we say lemony? I'm looking at you Strawberrys000! I appreciate the review and your wish may be granted in this very chapter! So I won't hold you all up any longer, please enjoy the next riveting chapter of Adagio for Love!
Maritime Madrigal
I watched the sunrise from the backseat of the crowded SUV; the light dull and listless through the tinted partition that was the windows. We were leaving Nagano once and for all, or so Sasuke claimed. I ran my hand through my pink locks and released an exhausted sigh. The ordeal of the previous night had taken its toll on everyone and only Jugo and I remained awake; and only because he was driving. We'd been driving all through the night, and even though we avoided the city limits like the plague we should have arrived in Tokyo by now. We were going somewhere else, and since everyone was asleep I couldn't ask, especially Sasuke. We hadn't said a single word to each other nor shared a glance of any kind since we left the compound in Iizuna. Clearly our last conversation had rubbed both of us the wrong way.
"Jugo? Where are we going?" I asked, shrugging my shoulder when Naruto's head lulled against it. I hope he didn't start drooling.
"…Nagoya." he answered after a pause, looking in the rearview to lock eyes with me.
"Nagoya…are we leaving Japan again?"
"We need to regroup. Stay out of sight." responded the gently giant turning his attention back to the road, effectively telling me that the conversation was over. He was still the most mysterious one of the group. After two weeks with Taka I had a decent idea about what made them tick and their motivations for rallying around Sasuke's cause. Suigetsu was a womanizer and adrenaline junkie who seemed drawn to the criminal life for those two simple reasons. I could feel my lips curl in a sour frown as I recalled our first meeting. Karin had joined and stayed for apparently one reason only, Sasuke. The woman was more obsessed with Sasuke than Ino had ever been and twice as clingy judging from the way Suigetsu poked fun at her for. Jugo on the other hand, said little and despite his imposing size he seemed to be the kindest and most harmless of the bunch. But looks were deceiving. I had seen him take on Sakon, Ukon, and Jirobo by himself and hold his own, while he was handcuffed. He was dangerous for sure; how dangerous however I wasn't sure.
The quiet drive gave me plenty of time to think and to tell the truth, I wished I decided to sleep like everyone else rather than dwell on the past few days. Gaining some distance from the situation had given me some perspective however. The city was as Sasuke had said; poison, and it was because of the criminals that had taken residence in it. So poisonous that even Naruto and I had our morals tested day in and day out. We killed people, something that we were trained to do, but only when there were no other options. I could still recall the look and heady copper scent of blood as it trickled from Sasori's fatal wound and onto me. The thought alone made me shiver and feel sick. I didn't want that. I never wanted that feeling again. That feeling of taking a life with my own hands. Thankfully, I was brought from my morbid musings by the sound of Naurto's snoring, the volume alone waking the vehicles occupants from their peaceful slumbers.
"Naruto, you bastard. This hangover is killing me and the last thing I need is your snoring." groaned Suigetsu, rubbing his temples reflexively as the headache returned in full force.
"Urusai! My head is killing me." Karin added angrily. And just like that they were off. Apparently it didn't take much to set off an argument between the two of them. Maybe they were secretly in love with each other, and Karin's affections for Sasuke were a clever rouse. In advertently I smiled at the thought. While I was still upset at the man for his actions last night I couldn't forget the way he had made me feel when we kissed; when we touched.
"Quiet, both of you." ordered the onyx haired man from the front passenger seat, his voice laced with annoyance at the disturbance. I watched him lean forward0 in his seat and release a sigh before returning to an upright position, "How far out are we Jugo?"
"We should be in Nagoya soon. No more than a hour." answered the ginger haired man earnestly.
"Why exactly are we going to Nagoya?" I asked finally wishing to get an answer from the leader of this cadre himself. When he responded in kind with silence I could feel my ire rise, "I suppose I should wait for another pursuit to ask then?"
Clearly my snarky inquiry wasn't well received judging from the glare he shot me through the rearview. Perhaps it wasn't wise to poke an agitated and slightly hungover Uchiha.
"We're headed back to the old iron maiden, ne Sasuke? It'll be good to be back on the sea." Suigetsu chirped, seemingly excited about the prospect, at least that made one of them. At least I wasn't the only one whose questions he refused to answer. This whole situation sounded like something they were all no strangers to, fleeing arrest to the safety of the high seas. Maybe it was for the best, after all they were wanted for…well quite a few things, Sasuke in particular. Gaara was never one to turn down a challenge much less give up when he caught the scent of a criminal. I had seen the way he operated during joint exercises between Konoha P.D. and Nagano P.D. He was ruthless and determined; his skills in the field only trumped by Naruto and Sasuke on a handful of occasions.
The remainder of the ride was shared in relative silence; save for Naruto's snoring, but that too was short live after I knocked him on his head when he began to drool. Baka, if we were truly going to be laying low in the middle of the Pacific Ocean I'd need my clothes to last long, If I recalled correctly their vessel wasn't exactly a luxury liner equip with all the amenities necessary. We drove through the city at an inconspicuous pace and blended in with the morning rush of people on their way to work and about their business. In an odd way I missed that monotony. Working in an office was boring and strenuous at times, but after all of the action I'd seen in the last week I'd do anything to go back to mulling through dossiers and building cases against criminals rather than begin shot at by them. Eventually we reached Ise Bay, coming to a stop outside one of the many warehouses at the port. Sasuke exited the vehicle and made his way to the steel door, unlocking it and sliding it open with great effort as Jugo pulled inside. While all of us disembarked, Sasuke made his way atop the gunboat his dark shoes resounding against the cold steel of its hull.
"Let's not waste anymore time. We've made it this far, better to not press our luck." he called, wrenching open a hatch atop the vessel, "Load what you need. We leave as soon as possible."
"Wait just a minute!" I shot back as he began his descent inside, effectively halting his progress, "You expect us to just get into that thing and sail off into the sunset? Where are we even going?"
"Someplace safe. If you'd rather stay, be my guest." he responded, his cold tone stoking the fires our exchanges had only recently started to create. Before I could retort he already disappeared inside the ship. I bared my teeth in anger even though that bastard wouldn't see it.
"Geez what'd you do to piss him off this morning?" questioned the shark toothed man as he brushed past her with duffle bags in his hands. I stewed in my own frustrations as I begrudgingly went about the task of lugging my suitcase onto the vessel. I climbed down inside, ending up in the control room. Suigetsu was already fiddling with the instruments, clearly elated to be back together with his "baby" as he kept calling it.
"Amazing, isn't it Sakura-chan?" beamed Naruto as he jumped through the hatch nearly falling on top of me with Sai not too far behind. I was in too much of a sour mood to marvel at anything right now. Sasuke didn't even stay to give us a tour of our new home; he delegated that task to Jugo. It was somewhat comical to see the giant duck through the corridors of the compact ship even more so when he had to clamber down a pair of steep steps.
"These are the sleeping quarters. I'm sorry, it isn't much." He apologized ushering them into the diminutive room. He was right about it not being much, eight wall mounted bunks lined opposite walls all outfitted with paper thin sheets and the mattresses looked like they could've been made of stone slabs. Dare I say I'd rather be back in Iizuna with Tayuya? Upon further inspection of the room I could tell where some of the other inhabitants had taken up residence. The top bunk in the corner of the room with a raunchy pin-up calendar stuck to the wall with a magnet must have been Suigetsu's. Taking the furthest bunk from there I sat down cringing when my assumption about the bed turned out to be true.
"Say, Jugo? I'm starving where can I find some food?" asked Naruto, as always food was his main priority. As soon as the ginger haired man escorted him and Sai towards the mess hall the ship began to vibrate and groan before lurching suddenly.
"This is your captain speaking. We'll be disembarking momentarily so please fasten your seatbelts and place your trays in the upright position. As always, thank you for choosing Suigetsu Seaways for all your illegal transportation needs and please enjoy your trip into the unknown." chimed the snarky man over the vessels intercom before we began moving. I released a sigh at everyone's lightheartedness; was I honestly the only person who worried among the group?
"Look on the bright side Sakura. At least now you can add pirate to your resume."
It was their third day at sea when disaster reared its ugly head. Summer was in full swing and the heat had turned the mobile home away from home into a steel sweat box, which in turn created several problems. The engine decided that it wanted to call it quits on them. No engine meant they were stranded and being trapped in a sweltering tin can only ignited everyone's tempers during the daytime. Sasuke and Jugo worked tirelessly on it in hopes of getting moving again, lest they continue to be sitting ducks just waiting to be found. Sasuke wiped the sweat from his brow as he toiled away on the machine, but to no avail. It didn't help that every now and then someone would stop by and voice their concern, be it Naruto or Sai offering aid, or Sakura who skulked about without a word. He could still feel her presence from the doorway as he worked. Their exchanges had become flash fires in the wake of the heat wave and no one was spared the ill will it began to breed.
"Damn you Nekobaa. What did you do this time?" he cursed, throwing his wrench to the ground with a heavy clank. Even he was being affected by the heat and he enjoyed it, most of the time. Sasuke rose to his feet cringing at the feeling of being drenched from head to toe in sweat. He tugged at the fabric of his dark tank top in an effort to cool his heated body as he left the engine room. The pinkette spectator was nowhere to be seen once he entered the corridors however. In the tight hallways the heat was no better in fact, if you weren't careful you might end up burning yourself on a super heated rivet on the walls. His own quarters would also offer little relief from the heat being so close to the busted engine. He ended up on the bridge, inadvertently disturbing a sleeping Suigetsu; his feet kicked up on the center console.
"No luck I'm assuming?" asked the cerulean haired man throwing his head back to catch a glimpse of the Uchiha as he ascended the ladder and vanished above the hatch, "Great talk, as always."
Sasuke was greeted by the ever present sun that seemed to have it out for them, but also the crisp sea breeze that carried all the frustrations away with their passing. He casually took a seat near the stern of the anchored patrol boat and lit a cigarette to aid in his relaxation. Though even that was short lived. It was the smell of her hair that gave her away, the sweetness of it mixing with the saltiness of the air.
"Are you following me now?" inquired the onyx eyed man, his tone boorish as he exhaled his smoke into the air.
"Hardly. Am I supposed to never see you in this tiny tin can?" she responded, stopping a few steps behind him her gaze focused more on the deep blue depths that surrounded them rather than the rugged contours of his back muscles. That didn't mean she hadn't noticed them however, or the way they flexed when he moved his smoke between his hand and mouth.
"So what is it then?" he wondered aloud, this time looking over his shoulder at the woman who decided now was the best time to disturb his solitude. Sasuke wasn't surprised to see that she had forgone her more professional attire for something that fit the weather, but the sight still made his blood run hot. Pink locks thrown in a messy short ponytail, her bangs and loose strands accentuated the length of her slender neck. She wore a crimson colored tank top and black shorts that clung a little too tightly to her sweaty body. He had to turn away quickly, lest he forget how cross he was with her.
"You're not the only one who needs fresh air, Sasuke." her little quip was more playful than snarky, which surprised the Uchiha to say the least. Maybe it was the fresh sea air that made their little interaction less hostile than they had grown accustomed to. She moved to take a seat beside him, releasing a startled yelp when her partially clothed thighs came in contact with the heated steel of the hull. Finally situating herself comfortably, Sakura brought her knees to her chest as she took in the sights, or lack thereof. She couldn't help but wonder how long it would be until they saw land again, or rather, if they'd ever see land again.
"Another day or so, if we can get the engine started." responded the Uchiha, as if he could read her thoughts prior to taking a long drag and exhale, "The longer we spend out here the more distance we gain from the authorities, but we risk running out of fuel, or food."
His words were grim and foreboding but she appreciated them all the same. He had never been one to sugarcoat dire situations. Sakura stole a sideways glance, catching his brows furrowed in deep thought. He'd had that same look for the last few days now, she was almost sure it was permanently stuck like that. That's why she found it hard to pull her gaze away. It was stress getting to him, and rightfully so. After all, it wasn't her or Naruto that Gaara had demanded step forward that night. It was her kindhearted, compassionate nature that made the emerald eyed woman feel sorry for him.
"You're staring, Sakura." stated the obsidian haired man plainly, as he stood the wind swept across the hull taking hold of his diminished cigarette in the process. As he turned and began to leave he caught a wisp of her voice carried on the wind, but he couldn't it out, "Hn?"
"I said…I'm sorry, for everything." she repeated, finding the words easier the second time around. She wasn't exactly sure what she was apologizing for, whether it was for his ill-fated run in with Gaara or the way she had turned her back on him in its wake. Either way, she hoped she could offer those simple words of comfort he'd grown to expect from her.
"…You apologize too much." Sasuke chastised, shoving his hands into his pockets before glancing back at her rising form. Suddenly the boat lurched when a powerful wave caught it causing Sakura to lose her balance. She cried out in panic as she prepared to go overboard, luckily for her the cool embrace of the sea never came. Her raven haired savior grabbed her wrist and pulled her roughly into his solid body. She opened her eyes and peered up at him, blinking at the man holding her flush against his chest. She figured he got some perverted kick out of seeing her blush and squirm at their closeness, "I'll forgive you if you help me fix this damn ship."
Smiling at his aloof ultimatum she nodded eagerly in agreement. Sasuke wasted no time returning to the abandoned engine room after his smoke break. He kicked up a stool for Sakura as they inspected the amalgam of malfunctioning parts. Sasuke was no mechanic by any means, but when you lived on a boat for extended periods of time you learned a thing or two. The work was mostly silent save for the few requests that required smaller hands than his or two sets to complete. It felt as if they had screwed and unscrewed everything twice over trying to fix the issue. Thankfully the room had grown cooler the longer they spent toiling away assuring their hours of work.
"Fuck!" he cursed loudly as his wrench slipped causing him to slice his thumb open on a stripped bolt. It wasn't a deep gash but it was disheartening all the same. He scowled at the wound as the blood began to flow freely; he considered giving up on the busted machine. Shoving the wounded appendage in his mouth he turned his attention to his assistant and handed her the tool, "Slowly."
Following his instruction she returned to the bolt and carefully tightened it slow as a snail and a grip as firm as a gorilla. Once the task was done Sasuke stood and scrutinized every aspect of the supercharged engine before he took a deep breath and reconnected the ignition cutout and manually started the engine via ripcord. It took him several tries, his breath catching every time the pressure gauges would flutter and falter. Growling in frustration he gave the cord a final forceful pull, slamming his foot against the side rail in anger. The engine came alive and filled the room with a joyous roar and the smell of burning oil. Sasuke couldn't surpass his happiness as he smirked smugly at his conquered automaton opponent and chuckled at their submissive grumbles. Turning to share the mirth with his fellow engineer he was surprised to say the least when she threw herself at him, cheering and laughing triumphantly.
She used such force that he had to use the wall at the far end of the room for support to stop from ending up on his rear. Something happened in that brief moment where his hands tightened along her delicate waist and her arms secured themselves around his neck; their eyes locked and the smiles subsided. It wasn't long before Sasukes lips began their assault on hers; he had almost forgotten how sweet they tasted. The rose haired beauty took advantage of the leverage the wall gave her over him and took the lead in their liplock. She was relentless in her attack, transitioning from soft pecks to catch her breath into feverish kisses; even engaging his tongue in their oral warfare. She didn't even seem to mind the heady taste of tobacco that lingered on his tongue. Sasuke groaned into her mouth and pressed his growing hardness against her thighs; he couldn't wait much longer. He took the opportunity the friction presented when she gasped at the contact and swapped places with her. His strong hands trailing to her rear and lifting her effortlessly.
"Sakura…" he breathed, doing his best to sort his lust muddled mind before he continued, "tell me this is what you want. We won't go any further if you—"
"I want it. I want you, Sasuke-kun." she responded adamantly, taking his face in her hands and stroking his cheek lovingly with a toothy grin. Sakura wrapped her legs about his waist before recapturing his lips. Not willing to waste anymore time, Sasuke swiftly carried her from the deafening sound of the engine room, kicking the door shut behind him. Navigating solely on memory and desire to reach his room without incident he carefully ducked the low ceilings of the corridor until he reached said destination; thankfully everyone seemed to be further below deck. He kicked the steel door to his quarters open with a heavy thud and closed it in a similar fashion; the Uchiha practically slammed the vixen wrapped around his waist against the wall on the opposite side of the room. He pried her legs from his torso so she could stand on her own, much to her confusion, and returned his attention to peppering her neck with red hot kisses.
His hands stayed one step ahead of each kiss as he explored each bit of exposed flesh before tasting it. His breath hitched momentarily when he removed her tank top revealing her chaste white bra and breasts. She shivered at his callous fingers touch as they swept over the bare tops of her mounds and moaned when his heated kisses warmed the skin further. Sakura's hands knotted in his thick jet black hair as he ventured further down, paying homage to each inch of her with his lips and tongue. She released a half suppressed moan want he stopped to worship the sensitive scar tissue on her side. Sasuke could feel himself start to salivate as he pulled her shorts down at a painfully slow pace. His member twitched at the sight of her dim jade orbs and parted lips as he peered up at her when he removed the barrier. Sasuke pressed his thumb against her clothed core feeling the wetness that began to darken her alabaster panties. Reflexively she bucked at the simple touch, urging him to relieve her aching faster. He gladly obliged her; sliding the last obstacle down her legs and allowing her to step out of them. Sasuke wasted no time burying his nose in her soft pink curls, kissing her moist lips. To think she tasted even sweeter down here. His tongue flickered out to taste her further, its rough pads causing her to buck and moan as it stroked her swollen nub.
Sakura threw her head back in ecstasy as the appendage traced patterns of all sorts along her heated center, only stopping to suck on her bundle of nerves. She was so entranced she didn't notice she'd draped a leg over his shoulder and along his back, the nape of his neck firmly in her grasp as she absently pressed him closer. Her passion had become base in nature and all she sought was release. Sakura's eyes shot open in surprise when his tongue dove inside of her drawing out a shrill cry. The muscle fought against the mad pulsing of her tight walls driven by her mewls and groans of pleasure. She was close now, he could tell by the way she clawed at his scalp and tightened her legs hold on him, and even if he wanted to stop she wouldn't let him. Sasuke chanted her name deeply, the vibrations sending shudders up her spine and eliciting a broken cry reminiscent of his name from the woman above him as a wave of euphoria swept over her convulsing body. Greedily he lapped up the sweet fruits of his labor as her breathing evened and grip loosened.
Finally finished teasing her hypersensitive folds he rose to his feet, his hands blazing a trail up her exposed backside before coming to a stop at the clasp of her bra. He gazed deeply into her darkened emerald orbs as he skillfully unclasped the ends allowing it to crumple between them. She stood before him taut, skin glistening in the dull florescent light, disheveled hair matted to her face. Her hands gripped the fabric of his dark tank top and pulled him roughly against her own body, hastily covering his lips with hers. Clearly the fire hadn't gone out for her just yet. It was proof enough when one of her hands found its way to the covered hardness that pressed against her core eagerly. Sasuke moaned into her mouth as she stroked the length of him her eyes burning with an intensity he'd never seen before, almost asking what he was waiting for. He smirked deviously and gave her buttocks a tentative squeeze before hauling her over his shoulder and transporting her to the bed. She giggled prettily as he dropped her onto the tiny twin beds dark sheets; thankfully the mattress was softer than hers had been the last few nights. He quickly disposed of his top and mounted her eagerly; she kicked off her shoes as he returned to servicing her lips. Sakura tugged at the hem of his slacks, finding them more troublesome than anticipated. Growling in burning frustration she used her strength to pry them forcibly apart with a pop as the button flew off and the zipper gave way to her urgency. Sasuke smiled against her neck as she slid his boxers down as well, allowing him to kick the rest of his clothes off along with his shoes. He could feel the heat rising from her sex as he placed himself just above her mound of Venus. Even though she was more than ready for him, Sasuke figured he'd continue his slow torture of her erogenous zones. Nips at her neck, a kiss on her quickening pulse, a long drawn out lick and suck of her perky breasts. He wanted to know every inch of her tantalizing flesh.
"Sasuke-kun…" she groaned hotly, hoping he'd get what she wanted when she rolled her hips against his erection. Finding some small relief in this action she continued, relishing in the way his breath hitched and huffed in contained pleasure.
"Patience, Sakura." urged the onyx eyed man, holding her hips at bay while he positioned himself against her slit. Curiously, she craned her head to catch a glimpse of what she had practically begged for. Sakura gasped at the sight, but her mouth stayed gaped as the tip slowly disappeared inside her. Even with all of his foreplay she was tighter than he expected. Sasuke whispered words of encouragement and covered her neck in kisses as he dove deeper inside until he was completely engulfed in her heat. He bit his tongue painfully and refrained from moving in an attempt to stave off his orgasm. God, had it been so long that he was ready to burst like a horny virgin?
"So tight." he bit out hoarsely, acclimating himself to the rhythmic throbbing of her sex.
"It's been…a long time." she defended bashfully blushing at the admission. The rose haired temptress rocked her hips to meet his signifying her readiness to continue. Propping himself on his forearms Sasuke obliged her requested and slowly began thrusting, finding that she had become far more accommodating to his girth. Sakura wrapped her arms around his neck and released a sigh of pleasure as he began their dance at a measured pace. Though it wasn't long before the heat building in her abdomen demanded more, from the both of them. She always pictured Sasuke as a rough lover, the kind who enjoyed taking his mate hard and fast; it was surprising to find that he was so gentle, almost too gentle.
"Harder." she moaned breathlessly in his ear, bracing herself with a handful of his hair as she prepared for his rebuttal. Her cries shook the room when his pelvis clashed with hers filling it with passionate sounds of their joining; had it not been for the roar of the adjacent engine room surely someone would have heard them. He leaned back, despite her protests, taking in the beautiful sight of her form as he slammed into her with slow powerful strokes. The Uchiha held her legs behind the knees as he continued his assault, seemingly mesmerized by the provocative way her bosom heaved and bounced. Her core grew hotter and tighter with each thrust urging him to throw caution to the wind and ravage her with reckless abandon, but he wanted to savor their joining for as long as he could.
One of Sakuras hands found its way to her fleshy mounds, massaging one while her other hand raked against the toned muscles of his abs. Sasuke couldn't contain his amused smirk as she threw her head about and tweaked her pert nipple; he always had a suspicion that she wasn't as innocent as she seemed, and here she was, playing with herself in the throes of passion. Never missing a beat, he released one of her legs and grasped the hand on his waist leading it further down to her swollen clitoris. Their fingers interlaced as they manipulated the bundle of nerves together, he leaned closer and whispered in her ear hotly, "Show me."
Sakura's head was swimming, between the way Sasuke's length unrelentingly beat against her walls and the way their fingers worked in tandem, she wouldn't last much longer. And she didn't. Sensing her impending climax, Sasuke turned her on her side, trapping a leg under him as he draped the other over his shoulder allowing him deeper access. His name became a mantra she uttered to the heavens, a prayer in hopes of absolution, and he was the only one who could deliver it unto her. Sakura did her best to keep pace, but it was a losing battle as his thrusts became frantic and uncontrollable. Sakura threw her head back and cried out his name in sheer bliss when he pushed into her deepest depths sending her spiraling over the edge. Sasuke released a guttural groan as her fluids rushed forth to coat his member trapped in the vice-like grip of her walls. He pumped into her one last time and joined her in ecstasy; bucking against her as he emptied his seed. They stayed together for some time, even after the obsidian haired man released her legs and lay flush against her; chests heaving in unison as they basked in the afterglow. She had never experienced something so intimate before; the new sensation of his hot stickiness coating her walls and filling her had been enough to send her riding another wave of rapture mid orgasm. Much to her dismay he slid out of her sheath, still as hard as when they began, perhaps even more so. She marveled at the slick stiffness of his penis and couldn't resist the urge to touch it, drawing something akin to a whimper from his lips.
"It's…sensitive." he whined, grabbing her wrist to cease her fondling as he propped himself on his forearms.
"It's still hard." responded the pinkette almost innocently, all the while feeling his sensitive appendage twitch and weep in her hold.
"Aa, because of you and this lewd body of yours." he mumbled, leaning close to nuzzle her neck enjoying the way her scent mingled with his own. Sasuke could practically feel her blush heating her skin.
"O-only a p-pervert would say something like that!" she stammered, hitting his chest halfheartedly with her free fist. Despite what she said, Sakura couldn't deny the pleasure she'd experienced not too long ago; much less bring herself to release his pulsing rod. She nibbled on her bottom lip to restrain a moan when she felt him press against her thigh, "W-we can do it again…if you want."
"It sounds like you want to. Tch, and I'm the pervert." he teased, though it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep his nonchalant façade with her hand still wrapped around his cock. Sasuke mustered his best smirk when he raised his head to look at her flustered face.
"You are! Besides…I can't leave you like this." she defended, gently pumping on his shaft causing his hips to follow her movements. Her tenacity paid off when he moaned her name wantonly. Simply knowing she could have such power over him with her hand was a huge turn on; so much so that she had began rubbing her thighs together to alleviate the itch that had manifested. "Enough talk. More fucking." urged her body. Sakura planted her free hand flush against his chest and pushed him back forcefully, freely following his tumble. Kneeling between his legs she inspected his manhood closely; her heart pounding and breaths coming out in hot puffs against it as she neared.
"Sakura you—Gah!"
She didn't want to hear anymore of his protests or snide remarks, and what better way to make him shut up than with her mouth. He seemed to be taken by surprise as she ran her tongue against the underside several times; intrigued by the flavor their combined essences created, only stopping to lap at the crystal drops she coaxed out of the tip. Sasuke was at her mercy before she even began, and by the time he was in her moist cavern he was putty in her hands; or mouth rather. He threaded his hands through her cherry locks as she rhythmically bobbed on the length of him, stroking with her hand what she couldn't take. Her pink tongue flickered out and she slackened her jaw, trying to take as much of him into her mouth as possible. Stifling a gag when he groaned and bucked haphazardly against her, Sakura continued her rhythmic pleasure firmly planting a hand on his waist lest he try to get more than he was entitled to. She was running the show now.
She could tell he was growing impatient by the way he gripped the nape of her neck attempting to quicken her pace even a minute amount. In response Sakura took his member deep into her mouth until it kissed her throat, at which point she sucked hard and pulled back, releasing him with an audible pop. She grinned triumphantly at the disheveled Uchiha and the unsatisfied scowl he threw down at her. Sasuke sat upright, but before he could voice his displeasure the rose haired vixen mounted him, barely skipping a beat as she slowly eased herself down onto him. They both released a pleased sigh as she engulfed him in her sheath and settled on her knees above him. He closed his eyes totally entranced by the feeling, his hands unconsciously finding their way to her ample derrière, giving both cheeks a generous squeeze.
"Pervert." she mocked lowly, pressing her forehead to his as she slowly began grinding against him.
"No more teasing Sakura. Fuck me." Sasuke ordered, quickly moving to take one of her pert nipples into his mouth and suckle greedily. She couldn't tell whether it was the way he attacked her body or the sheer desire that laced every syllable of his words, but she lost her resolve to torture him further, wordlessly she agreed to do as requested. She proceeded to fuck Uchiha Sasuke with everything she had. Sakura rode him hard and fast, knocking the air from his lungs in the process causing him to release her breast with a gasp. When he wasn't tasting her, Sasuke was moaning and groaning as she gyrated against him furiously. Clearly she was putting him through the ringer, but being in charge was taking its toll on her as well. Smiling through her fatigue and sweat drenched bangs she transferred her weight onto him in hopes of gaining a second wind. The onyx eyed man seized the moment in her relaxed state and began thrusting up to meet her hips. Wrapping his arms tightly about her waist he battled her slick walls as he neared his peak. Sakura released a cracked cry when she felt him stiffen and grow thicker inside; it wasn't long after that his essence spilled forth coating her convulsing walls.
"Fuck." cursed the obsidian haired man as he continued his thrusting until he was completely spent. The emerald eyed woman stroked his hair affectionately as they lay on their sides, limbs still tangled in post coital bliss. Finally coming down from her high, Sakura took the brief reprieve to examine his cabin. It certainly was more spacious than the crew's quarters, but not by much. Aside from the small armoire, bookshelf, and nightstand covered in scattered gun parts and books it was devoid of personal effects for someplace he called home. Sasuke was the first to move, relinquishing his spot in her arms to retrieve something from his nightstand.
"I don't suppose the captain has his own shower?" she asked, the uncomfortable loss of his warmth and stickiness of their sex finally caching up to her. He returned to her with an unlit cigarette hanging from his lips and a metal lighter in his hands. Silently gesturing with his head to the door over her shoulder he turned his attention back to his smoke. Pouting at his aloof attitude she casually threw her legs over the side of the small bed and sauntered into the adjacent room. Before she could disappear he glanced at the alluring sway of her backside, his flaccid member twitching with renewed zeal. Sasuke smirked at the yelp that escaped the bathroom following the sound of flowing water.
"Oi Sasuke! I see you got the engine up and running, should we press on for Tokyo or what?" chimed Suigetsu over his room's intercom. The onyx eyed man absently pressed the receiver above his bed his eyes still glued on the bathroom door.
"Tomorrow. Take the night off." he responded, inattentively discarding his unused cigarette and approaching the door, slowly pushing it open. The steam of her hot shower rushed out to meet him, doing a poorer job of obscuring her silhouette than the curtains. In one swift movement he slid open the cheap plastic curtains taking her by surprise. She opened her mouth to throw words of protest, but whatever they were, he would never know seeing as he sealed them away with a kiss.
"Sasuke-kun…" she groaned, clawing at his slick skin for purchase as he trapped her body between his and the tiles of the tiny shower, "You're incorrigible."
"I'm just saving water." he defended nonchalantly, taking to nipping and sucking on her neck while his hands explored her body. She laughed at his candor, spinning about to press her back to his chest. Sakura sighed and leaned into his hold, finding comfort in the gentle beating of his heart and the way his fingers swept over her skin.
"Sure you are pervert." she said mockingly, noting how his hardness slipped between her slick thighs and poked its head out the other side. She bit her lip to suppress a moan when he gently rocked against her sensitive folds. Despite what she said, he was turning her into one as well. Granted it may have just seemed that way since she couldn't recall the last time she was sexually satisfied by a man and not by her own hand. Needless to say, sex with Sasuke was amazing and Sakura found it utterly addicting. In just a few hours he melted away knots and kinks she didn't realize she was carrying around.
"If you're going to keep calling me that I might as well act the part." he quipped, drawing her from her thoughts with another thrust, this time she couldn't hold back her whimper. Leaning her head back onto his shoulder she peered up at him. She smiled as emerald locked with graphite, nodding curtly with a suggestive lick of her lips. He only enjoyed her full pink lips briefly before gently bending her over at a forty-five degree angle in the small space. She braced herself against the adjacent wall as he nudged her legs apart and pressed inside of her.
He grunted at the magma like heat that resonated off her body, likely due to the hot shower. She had come a long way from being almost too tight to the perfect fit for him, massaging every inch eagerly. The Uchiha held her hips firmly as he plunged into her with hard deep strokes. The sounds of wet flesh joining fused with the echoes of their passion, filling the small shower. He leaned over her body, shielding her from the heated water that beat down their backs as he nibbled on her earlobe.
This is what she expected from Sasuke; a hard fuck that made her knees weak and a shudder run up her spine with each thrust. And she liked it. Shamelessly she thrust back to meet his hips, the feeling of him hitting her nether most region almost too much to bear at his increased pace. Sakura could feel everything; from the shape of his member's veins to the deep bruises he surely left on her hips. She howled in shock and pleasure when he unexpectedly spanked her smooth bottom, the wet sound joining the symphony they were creating. He moaned her name, the achy baritone stemming from how she tightened around him in response.
"Sasuke-kun, I'm gonna…" whimpered the rose haired woman, feeling her knees buckle and tremble as the coil that had been building inside grew to its limit. She reached up and cupped his face with her arm, pulling him into a bruising kiss as he slammed into her mercilessly. Sasuke swallowed her scream, joining her in the highest of heavens as he dove into her core, pouring his white hot seed deep in her womb. He almost lost consciousness riding out his orgasm as her walls continued to milk him. Sasuke clung desperately to her waist, holding both of them up as he released her lips and caught his breath. Slowly he retreated from her sheath, the now lukewarm shower making the transition less dramatic.
The pinkette marveled as their juices flowed freely down her thighs, after three times he still came like it was the first. If she wasn't taking birth control for her irregular periods she'd actually be worried about being pregnant. She wondered if he even remembered, or even cared for that matter. Several years ago when they all worked for Interpol it became a topic of discussion when Naruto, the fool that he was, mistook her pills for narcotics and brought them to Sasukes attention. She was mortified, even at the thought. Regardless, what really amazed her even more however was what her sex god began to do next. Gently he began lathering her from head to toe with shower gel he kept on a mounted rack behind them.
"I think we've wasted enough water." he cooed in her ear as he started doing the same to himself. Bashfully, she assisted him trying to keep her internal girlish squeals as just that before she carefully scrubbed his broad tattooed shoulders. "Keep it together Sakura!" she told herself realizing how silly it was to be embarrassed after what they had just finished doing; after what they had been doing for the last few hours even. But that was just sex, right? This…this was intimacy, and coming from the notorious Uchiha Sasuke no less. She stayed silent, her mouth drying every time she opened it to say something until they were both clean and on the verge of pruning. Sasuke swept his jet-black hair back as he covered her in his only towel and escorted her from the bathroom, dripping and as nude as the day he was born.
"I take it you won't be spending the night then?" inquired the onyx eyed man, watching as she retrieved her discarded clothes.
"I-I can't you know that…" she answered lowly, feeling a pang of guilt as she slipped into her undergarments and draped the used towel over his shoulders, "What would Naruto and your men think?"
"Later for the dobe, let him think what he wants." Sasuke countered, reclaiming his forgotten cigarette and lighting it. He released a low sigh as he exhaled, "My crew will learn to accept it, even Karin."
"Sasuke-kun…" she began, staring at her bare feet in search of the right words to say to make the situation more amicable and less awkward.
"I understand, Sakura" he said finally after her long pause. He wrapped the soaked towel around his waist and approached her. He lifted her chin and stared deep into her jade irises, "Discretion and professionalism are the name of the game."
"Will you visit me every night then?" he asked bluntly, removing the cigarette from his mouth as the wisps danced about his face.
"F-for sex?" Sakura squeaked, not knowing whether to be offended by his proposition or not. She stared up at him through her deep crimson blush, wanting nothing more than to shrink away, until he smiled at her. A genuine smile.
"If that's what you want I'd be happy to help. But it doesn't have to be for that." explained the man, his coal black eyes twinkling as he craned his neck to capture her lips in a gentle kiss. Her heart fluttered and she struggled to keep the lust that had recently subsided at bay. It lasted no longer than a few seconds before he pulled away, "My door is open, Sakura."
"I'd like that." she whispered wrapping her dainty arms around his waist and burying her head in his chest, "I'd like that a lot, Sasuke-kun."
Well there it is! Only…*checks watch* four hours off schedule. Really stuck with the madrigal theme for this one, doing my best to emphasize the emotions and sounds of each scene or action, something I've struggled with in each chapter's musical or poetic premise. Next, I'd like to apologize for being a shameless slut of a man. I have to admit I may have gotten a bit carried away with the lemon(s). But hell, I haven't written one in several years and I had a lot of things I wanted to try differently. So I hope all my fellow lovers of citrus fruits and shameless smut enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. As always thank you for reading and please don't be shy with the reviews or PMs. A little encouragement goes a long way.
Next Chapter: Metropolis Mambo
Until next time! Sayonara!