Sakura slowly came to her senses, blinking her eyes open and groaning at the onslaught of muscle soreness as she laid on her back. It took a while for her to get her bearings before the memory of last night had her sitting up quickly and blushing that her entire body turned red. She looked down at herself and saw the various love bites on her body in different shades. She bit her lips as she lifted the blanket and saw more, slamming it back down quickly as the blush deepend. With a sigh, she got off of bed towards the bathroom. Her eyes widened. The water had already been set up for her, and rose petals of red and pink were strewn all over the floor and some in the tub. She walked over to place her hand in the tub, testing the temperature.

"You're finally up,"

Sakura jolted and turned around, her hands automatically trying to cover herself. Madara smirked, his eyebrows raising as his eyes roamed her body and settled on her hands covering her private parts.

"A little late to be modest, don't you think?" he asked, leaning against the doorframe and crossing his arms in front of his chest. His eyes still held amusement but began to turn heated and dark the longer his gaze roamed her body. He let out an appreciative growl at the marks on her skin, the pleasures from the night before still fresh in his mind. Already he can feel himself getting excited.

Sakura scoffed and pouted. "Force of habit. Did you set this up for me?" she asked him, letting her hands finally drop and giving him a full frontal view of her naked body. She fought the urge to smile as she heard him hiss and audibly swallow, his jaws clenching and his nostrils flaring. He switched his attention to the tub, making his way forward and dipping his hands into the water.

"Is the temperature not to your liking? Give me a moment and I can make it warmer," he offered. Sakura giggled and stood up on her tiptoes to give him a light peck on the cheeks before walking past him and settling down inside the tub, letting out the biggest sigh of relief.

Madara was content just watching the pinkette relax, her head resting on the edge of the tub. After a few moments, he settled himself behind her, sitting on the given stool and placed his hands on her shoulders. She peeked one eye open questioningly at him but he just waved her off to continue relaxing. He then began to knead her shoulders, his hands massaging out the tight knot of muscles. She groaned and relaxed even more, her head lolling forward to give him more access. Madara huffed amusedly at her reaction.

He continued to massage her shoulders, smirking whenever she would groan and sigh. His hands slowly began to inch closer to her front, his fingers skimming her collarbones. He could clearly see the marks he and the other guys left on her skin, tracing it with his fingers. Sakura turned her head, her eyes turning half lidded. Their lips met in a languid kiss, their tongues moving together slowly. Sakura readjusted herself so she was facing Madara, her hands cupping his cheek as the kiss deepened.

A clearing of a throat stopped them.

"Should've known I'd find you in here Madara,"

"Hashirama, if you interrupt me one more time, I will start to do something about it," he growled, glaring at his friend. Hashirama smiled, his eyes redirecting towards Sakura. Sakura blushed at the way he was looking at her.

"G-good morning," she said shyly, her lips upturned into a small smile. Hashirama tilted his head, his eyes roaming her upper body that was exposed. He walked forward, forcing her to look up at him from the tub. He traced the back of his knuckles down her cheeks, his eyes searching her face.

"How are you feeling? We…" he paused, his eyes catching Madara's for a second before turning back to look at her. "I hope we weren't too rough with you," he said softly with an apologetic look on his face. Sakura blinked and then giggled, catching his hand with hers and intertwining their fingers together. She shook her head.

"I'm fine Hashirama, nothing I couldn't handle. Besides, I'm a shinobi, I can handle rough," she said playfully, earning her a groan from both males.

"You're such a tease woman," Madara said roughly, his knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping the edge of the tub. He watched as Hashirama bent down to give Sakura a kiss. His sharingan came to life, his nostrils flaring as he saw the way Sakura's pulse quickened and the droplets of water cascading down her skin. Hashirama broke the kiss too soon, scoffing as Hashirama shot him an apologetic look.

"As much as I'd love to stay and continue, we actually have a meeting. It's why I came to find you Madara," he said as he straightened back to standing. Madara tsked and crossed his arms.

"I don't see the need for me to attend if you're there," he whined. Sakura tried to hide her smile, biting her lips at the way Madara almost pouted. Hashirama sighed.

"Yes Madara, you definitely need to be there as the second Hokage,"

"Fine," he grumbled as he stood up. They both turned to look at Sakura one last time, both taking her in with hungry gazes. She shivered as she could almost physically feel the way their eyes roamed her skin, leaving behind goosebumps.

"Go you two, before they come here and start looking for you both,' she shooed them off, covering her chest so that they stop getting distracted. Soon, Sakura found herself alone and she could relax once more.

—-

Sakura was only home for a few minutes when there was a furious knocking on her door. As soon as she opened it, her two girlfriends barged in with the biggest smiles on their faces.

"W-what–" she couldn't finish her sentence as she was pulled towards her living room. Touka began the preparations for tea, while Kagura sat Sakura down.

"W-wait, I can do that," she began to offer but Touka just waved her off. They have visited her house enough times to know their way around. As soon as the tea was set in front of them, they both looked at Sakura with gleaming eyes. Sakura blushed and bit her lips, avoiding eye contact.

"So, did you tell them?" Touka asked.

"Tell them what?"

"That you are in love with them?"

"N-no, I did not," she said softly, biting her lips. Kagura chuckled.

"Touka, dear, I don't think they did any talking last night," she said with the biggest grin on her face. Sakura's face reddened instantly, as well as Touka's.

"I really did not need that image of you and my cousins," she said with a grimace. Kagura chuckled again, sipping her tea. Sakura blushed, not saying anything.

'So what now?" asked Kagura.

"Can you two keep it a secret for now?" Sakura asked. The girls tilted their heads.

"It's just that, I'm not too sure myself what this all means. I still haven't told them my feelings and I don't want people to know until it's all figured out,"

"Got it,"

"Understood,"

Sakura smiled at them and they continued to have their tea.

A couple hours after her friends left, Sakura sighed. She has a shift that night at the hospital. As she began to get ready, she heard the soft knock on her door. Her eyes widened in surprise when she came face to face with Izuna.

"Sakura!" his face beamed. She couldn't help but smile back at him as she stepped aside to let him inside. He walked in, turned her around and kissed her against the door as soon as it was closed. Sakura gasped into the kiss as her back hit the door, her hand automatically wrapping around Izunas neck, his own hands holding on to her waist. After a moment, he pulled back and smiled down at her.

"I came as soon as I was free," he smiled softly, his hand resting on her cheeks. She leaned into his touch and smiled back, her heart soaring at the way he looked at her. "How are you feeling?"

"I'll tell you the same thing I told your brother and Hashirama," she began, rolling her eyes, "I am fine. A little sore, but nothing I can't handle," she giggled as Izuna groaned.

"I'm glad to hear that," he said as he leaned down to kiss her softly, his mouth moving expertly against her own. They kissed for what seemed like hours, their mouths moving against each other. Sakura's heart was beating hard at the way Izuna was kissing her, as if he was trying to convey his feelings towards her in that one kiss. She pulled back and stared into his eyes.

"I love you," the words left her lips before she could even think about it. Both their eyes widened.

"W-what did you say?" he asked softly. Sakura sighed and bit her lips, taking his hands in hers.

"I've fallen in love with you," she repeated, watching his face light up. She squeezed his hands. "But I've also fallen in love with your brother, and Hashirama and Tobirama. And I know that sounds ridiculous but it's true. You probably think I'm crazy and that I'm that type of woman that sleeps around but that's not it at all, I.." Izuna grabbed her face with both hands and silenced her rambling with a kiss.

"I love you too, Sakura," he said. Her brows creased.

"Did you not hear what I said?" she asked. He chuckled softly, tucking her hair behind her ears.

"I heard you. And I already know you love them too, all of us. I don't doubt that for a second," he said firmly. "Besides, we've already talked about it, you being with all of us,"

"I figured you guys did after Madara let it slip. I still can't wrap my head around it," she said, shaking her head lightly. "When did you guys even have time to discuss about sharing me?" she looked at him questioningly.

"When, uh, you gave a tour to Sarutobi and Hatake," he said, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "That was when the idea was brought up, but we didn't really discuss anything until after my spar with Tobirama and we caught you, uh, distracted," he finished, smiling at her with his eyes closed.

Sakura blushed a deep red and covered her face. "Please let's just forget about that. I can't believe I let my imagination run wild that day to the point you two caught me,"

Izuna smiled and pulled her hands away from her face, guiding them to wrap around his neck once more. He stepped closer and tilted his head.

"I'm curious, what were you imagining?" he asked with a teasing look on his face. Sakura looked to the side as she answered softly.

"Being sandwiched by you and Tobirama," she bit her lips, her blush deepening as she recalled the fantasy. She heard Izuna groan and she found herself being pushed back against the door once more, her legs being lifted off the floor and automatically wrapping around his waist. Izuna kissed her roughly, his tongue instantly pushing into the cavern of her mouth and pressing his body against hers. Sakura kissed him back with the same intensity, her hands threading through his hair and pulling him in even closer to her. Izuna started to ground himself against her core, his erection growing with every passing second.

"Oh, hnnnn," Sakura moaned, breaking the kiss to tilt her head back. Izuna began to trail kisses down her jaw, her neck and her collarbone. Sakura pulled his hair to get him to look back up at her, smiling coyly when he groaned at the action.

"I have to be at the hospital in 20 minutes," she panted, looking at him apologetically.

"Well then we better get started," he smirked, readjusting his hold on her and teleporting to her room. Sakura squealed as he set her down on the futon and laughed when he eagerly undressed the both of them. When he was settled on top of her, his hands on either side of her face, she reached up to caress his cheeks. Her face softened as he closed his eyes to her touch.

"I love you Izuna," she whispered. His eyes blinked open, the sharingan activated as he smiled lovingly down at her and swooped down for a deep kiss. His hand began to trace her curves, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples as they kissed. She moaned and arched her back, loving the way he was being so gentle with her. His hands continued to caress down her body as her legs widened on their own. She felt him smile against her lips. Izuna hissed when his fingers brushed against her core.

"You're so wet Sakura," he whispered to her. Sakura moaned as he inserted one long finger inside of her, hitting just the right spot as he curved his finger into a "come here" motion.

"Oh, hngh, I-izuna," she whined. He was kissing the crook of her neck as he continued to finger her core, adding in a second finger. Sakura arched her back and tried to grind her hips in time with his ministrations, but Izuna hooked his arm under one of her knees and placed it on his shoulder, leaving her no room to maneuver. He added a third finger and began to speed up. Sakura moaned louder, not caring about the sounds she was making or the wet squelching noises coming from his fingers and her core.

"Izuna!" she begged, her breathing coming out in shallow gasps. She was close but he was purposely teasing her to the brink and not letting her go over the edge.

"I love the way you say my name," he growled. "Tell me what you want, Sakura," he demanded, slowing down his pace once more when she was about to cum. Sakura gritted her teeth and squeezed his biceps.

"I need to feel you inside me, now," she demanded. Izuna smiled and removed his fingers from her dripping core, a string of her juices connected to his fingers. He used it as lubrication, rubbing it on his aching erection before he aligned himself against her. In one swift motion, he impaled himself in her wet core, the both of them groaning at the contact. He wasted no time in setting a rhythm. With her legs still on his shoulders, he pushed forward, hissing as he felt himself go even deeper inside her.

Sakura couldn't hold back her moans. The position Izuna had her in made it so he was hitting just the right spot with every deep thrust. It wasn't long before she was screaming his name, her core contracting and squeezing around his cock that's buried deep inside her. Izuna cursed and had to grab onto her waist to hold her down as she convulsed and rode out her orgasm. He increased his speed as he too felt really close to his own orgasm, pounding erratically into her until that one last thrust that did him in. He shook from the aftershock, his cock still convulsing and shooting out his seeds inside of her. He collapsed on top of Sakura, careful not to crush her as they stayed like that as they both tried to catch their breath.

After a few moments, Izuna felt Sakura tap his shoulders, urging him to get up. He leaned back on his heels and was rewarded with the sight of Sakura's core dripping with his seed spilling out of her. His sharingan activated on their own, his half-hard cock becoming erect once more. Sakura saw where he was looking and squealed, making a move to close her legs and cover herself but Izuna was faster as he placed his hands on top of her knees to stop her in her tracks.

"S-stop staring! That's so embarrassing," she whined, her face red from their intercourse and from her embarrassment. Sakura can feel his seed leaking out of her every time she squeezed, and heard Izuna's breath hitch when it happened. Very slowly, he removed one hand off her knees and used two fingers to scoop his dripping cum out of her core and spread it around her clitoris. Sakura jolted as she was still very sensitive from her orgasm. Izuna growled and increased the pressure of his fingers, rubbing the bundle of nerves of her pussy and using his cum as lubricant.

"Izuna!" she gasped, closing her eyes as she was hit with so much pleasure. With a growl, Izuna turned her around and pulled her bottom off the ground. Without any warning, he thrusted inside her again and began to pound into her roughly. All Sakura could do was take it, her hands collapsing under her so that the side of her face was on the futon. In her peripheral vision, she caught Izuna's sharingan blazed eyes, his brows creased in concentration as he pounded into her mercilessly.

"Kuso, kuso, kuso' he cursed in time with his thrusts. He knew he was being too rough, but he couldn't help himself, the sight of Sakura being filled with his seed and possibly bearing him a child made him lose all sense of control. Even now, with her round bottom on full display in front of him, he couldn't help himself from rubbing one firm cheek and giving it a good spanking. Sakura flinched and gasped and he cursed even more as he felt her convulse around him, her orgasm hitting her like a truck and milking him for all he's worth. He held on to her waist, not stopping his hard thrusts as she continued to ride her orgasm. Soon, he was at his limit as he felt himself spill out even more cum inside her. He pushed in as deep as he could go while he came, wanting to fill her to the brim. They both collapsed forward in a sweaty heap, their breathing hard and ragged.

They stayed like that until both of their breathing was back to normal. Izuna pulled out of her and Sakura groaned at the feeling. She turned on her back and glared teasingly at Izuna from her lying down position.

"Now I'm going to be late," she remarked. Izuna smiled sheepishly at her as he held out his hand to help her up, both giggling and smiling at each other.