It had started as light banter. The young married couple of a week and some days are having their nightly share of pillowtalk.
"Sasuke-kun, can I ask you something?"
Sasuke has his pink haired wife snuggled into his side, her neck resting on his stub with her face close to his. They had been traveling for the past few days, resting in wilderness settings before happening upon a village with an onsen/inn combo. The couple had rented a room for the evening and reveled in the material comforts of a warm futon and soft pillows. (As well as a hot shower.)
"Hm?" It's late in the evening now. A thunderstorm rages outside their window, familiar yet unfamiliar lightning bolts light up the room every so often.
"It's a weird question. I don't know if I should ask…" This only intrigues him more.
"Sakura." He adjusts his position from on his back to sit up slightly and get a better look at her face. "Say it."
"Well…you said the other day how you used to touch yourself… when you were on your redemption journey." Oh?
"I was just curious if you had any fantasies you thought of…or if you imagined anyone in particular when you did." A lightning bolt goes off in the distance and Sasuke gets the briefest glance of his wife's face, dusted with red and pink hues.
He's literally eaten out her pussy and has been inside her in the most intimate of ways but thisembarrasses her?
"I could tell you…" He begins, then shakes her head off his stump so he can sit up fully. Sakura sits up with him, giving him her signature cute pout. "Or…" He activates his dojutsu, his visible eye suddenly bleeds red and his three tomoe spin lazily. "I could show you."
Sakura bites her lip and sits up straight, looking passionately into his eyes.
"Ok. Show me."
Sakura is in a world of blood red hues, her vision warm but slightly muddled.
She could easily break out of his genjutsu but she wants to be here. Wants to see what he is willing to show her.
She turns within the mirage-like state and follows a movement she sees from the corner of this illusion.
The first thing he shows her is the memory of their first kiss. It had occurred the night before he left for his journey. All goes as it had from her memory as well, but she's seeing it from his perspective this time rather than hers. Something happens after what had happened in the moment. Instead of stopping with them kissing on her front stoop of her apartment and him trudging off to his apartment…it continues with him pushing her against the doorframe and devouring her mouth. She watches from Sasuke's point of view as his sole hand reaches around and grabs at her ass under the skirt she had worn during that time.
Sakura shifts and looks into another fantasy, or perhaps a real event.
Sasuke's seated against a large tree trunk on a hillside overlooking a pasture. What she notices after the scenic setting is Sasuke holding his cock and jerking with his eyes closed and teeth clenched.
The red tinted world turns and she's watching from what feels like inside his mind during that moment of him against the tree.
He's imagining her in the same attire she had worn, once again, from before he had left. The red top and lavender skirt.
He really likes that skirt…might have to break that out of storage when we get back to Konoha. Sakura thinks to herself as she continues watching.
This time she's fully clothed and the pink of her hair is seen bobbing up and down on his cock as he remains leaned up against the same tree.
Her vision shifts again, this time she recognizes the scenery. It's a memory from the first week of their journey together. Before anything more physical than a kiss had happened between them. The two had been at a secluded lake on the border of Fire country. They had stopped to bathe in a lake they had been passing by, albeit separately so one person was on watch at all times.
Sakura had splashed loudly, she remembers because she dropped her bar of soap and immediately reached for it rather aggressively under the water to grab it. The noise had him moving around a large boulder to see if she was alright. From his point of view she sees her glistening naked body and shock painted on her expression from having him see her fully nude.
She had been too stunned to do anything back then, but he respectfully had moved back around the boulder to let her finish bathing in peace.
The next instant it shows Sasuke, that very night after she had fallen asleep, he had taken a short walk away from camp. But in this genjutsu he's casting she sees he had gone for a walk, but also to stroke himself hurriedly to the image of her in the lake. In this particular memory he had focused on the shimmer of the water on her breasts as well as the way her nipples had perked.
The genjutsu shifts once more, Sakura gets a glimpse of herself with a tight red dress (one she has not seen on herself before) with a high slit going up one of her legs. From the ever too short glance it looks like he is fucking her on a kitchen counter, it looks like the one from her apartment back in Konaha. Before she can keep watching what he is showing her, the red vision fizzles out.
Sakura gasps, the genjutsu suddenly dispelled by her husband.
"Why'd you stop?!" Sakura asks affronted, getting her bearings.
"You were getting too comfortable."
"All of your fantasies were of me?"
He remains silent as he lays back down and rolls onto his side.
"Who else?" He replies quietly. "Now lay down, it's been a long day."
Sakura rests behind him, taking her position as big spoon. She settles comfortably and notices when his breathing levels.
"So…the dress…"
"Go to sleep, woman."
"You know I think I saw one like that in the village we passed through last week. Maybe we can back track just this once?"
With her ability to sense chakra and shifts in bodily functions she can sense Sasuke's chakra flare and his heartbeat pick up just that little bit.