Find next chapter, I hope you all enjoy. I always look forward to reading your comments on my work. Mature content ahead.
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I sprinted through the streets of Konoha, bound for the Hokage tower. My eyes glowed scarlet with the power of the Sharingan, determination coursing through me like boiling lava. There was no turning back. Thunder rumbled in the sky, accompanied by the chorus of a thousand chirping birds. With Chidori crackling in my right hand, I hurtled towards Naruto.
FLASHBACK:
-"I won't accept a 'no' from you, Hyuuga"- I asserted firmly.
-"That's a request I cannot grant, not just because of your background, Uchiha"- he responded, his voice strained as if my name had left a bitter taste. There was no need for formalities between us, which only emphasized our mutual hostility. -"My daughter's hand has already been promised in marriage."-
-"I'm well aware of that"- I affirmed.
-"In that case, I fail to comprehend why you're still here."-
-"I won't leave without what I've requested."-
-"The only way to achieve that is by eliminating Uzumaki Naruto or persuading him to retract his proposal. However, if he does, it would tarnish my clan's honor, and I cannot allow that."-
-"If those are my options, I can resolve this."- I stood and turned my back on him. -"I have no concern for your clan's honor."-
I exited the room and made my way to the foyer, where she awaited me. I glanced at her from the corner of my eye, and without hesitation, she followed. We departed from the Hyuuga manor, returning to the Uchiha district. Once there, I instructed her to remain and wait for me. She didn't question, though her expression betrayed her confusion.
I headed towards my destination, muttering to myself -"Either option seems perfect to me."-
END OF FLASHBACK.
-"Enough, Teme! I said I'll do it!"-
-"You'll never get near her again."-
-"I didn't know, Dattebayo!"-
-"Hmph."-
We stood apart, both bearing superficial wounds. Nothing serious, just minor "scratches". I headed towards the Hyuuga manor, Naruto trailing behind. Time was of the essence.
We were promptly received by Hiashi-sama, who listened attentively. Then he regarded me with a cold stare. -"You've fulfilled your mission, Uchiha-san."-
-"Right. Now he adds the honorifics"- I thought. He bowed, and I reciprocated, sealing the deal.
Moments later, I stood in the main yard of the Uchiha compound. She sat on the engawa, eyes widening in terror. My right arm bore burns, minor but numerous. Small scratches marked my chest, one reaching my neck. Concerned, she approached. As soon as she was within reach, I took her by the arms and kissed her fervently, a desperation I'd never known before. She responded, her hands tangling in my hair, breath ragged, heart racing. I reluctantly broke away, needing to regain control. But her proximity ignited a fire within, threatening to consume me.
She took my right hand, guiding it to her waist. Her gaze met mine, a whisper nearly shattering my resolve. -"S-Sasuke-kun... p-please..."- She placed my other hand on her hip, her forehead against my chin. Her breath warmed my neck. -"...p-please..."-
-"You don't understand the implications"- I cautioned, my Sharingan flaring instinctively -"Nor the consequences of what you're asking."- Nevertheless, I carried her to my room, eyes never leaving hers. Her trembling hands clung to my neck; her legs weak against my left arm. Fire surged within, threatening to consume me at any moment. I gently placed her on the futon and battled with my own conflicting thoughts on what to do next. The intensity of her gaze, filled with longing, held me captivated. But it was her next action that truly captured my attention: she sat up on the futon, delicately releasing the obi securing the light purple kimono. Before my eyes, the expanse between her breasts revealed a landscape of invitingly soft, porcelain skin. Her legs trembled with anticipation, and my desire to explore beyond that slender corridor of alabaster was overwhelming. The kimono clung to her form with an air of reluctance.
Her hand extended toward me, fingers yearning to touch, and she breathed my name through pink lips... That was it. Control? Not a chance.
I approached her with a fervent desire, clasping her neck in my hands as I kissed her passionately. She held onto my forearms for support, though her touch was sharp against my wounds, I paid it little heed. Our lips met with an urgency, a gentle nip at her lower lip. A moan escaped her, an invitation I eagerly accepted, delving into the depths of her mouth, encouraging her reciprocation.
As her fingers tugged at what remained of my shirt, I pulled away to discard it. Her striking albino eyes remained fixed on my bare torso, a private satisfaction coursing through me. I guided her hands to my chest, granting her permission to explore. Her delicate touch sent a primal response through me, a low growl emanating from my throat.
With just a fleeting touch, my blood raced, an ache pulsating within. She persisted, her hands moving, my breathing growing labored. She knelt before me, shyly tracing kisses up my shoulders, awkwardly venturing down my torso. When her lips reached my abdomen, I gently guided her back to mine.
My desire strained, I exercised caution. Leaning up, I eased her onto the futon, our bodies melding together naturally. I continued to kiss her ardently, her hands now caressing my back. In a reflex, our hips met, a soft moan escaping her. I pressed my chest against hers, supporting myself with my elbows. -"Damn kimono"- I muttered, still an obstacle in my way.
I emitted a primal growl as her legs parted, allowing me to nestle in a bit closer. I could feel the friction of my arousal against her, only my sweatpants and her underwear keeping us apart... and I couldn't resist any longer. I started to press against her, my hips moving deliberately, overtaken by a raw instinct. Moans escaped her lips... Her arms enveloped me, pulling me tightly against her, urging me to continue.
Though the fabric still separated us from the coveted contact, it was inconsequential in that moment. My hips rocked against hers in a deliberate rhythm, my lips finding her neck with an almost frantic urgency. My arms trailed down her back, securing her even closer to me. My hips moved in a circular motion, and a low cry escaped her, encouraging me to increase the pace against that sensitive spot... Her breaths came in shallow gasps, her heart pounding faster than it should. I struggled to maintain control, to keep from surrendering to the pleasure that threatened to consume me and shatter my sanity. Now, my focus was solely on her, attuned to her every heartbeat... With one more deliberate movement, I heard my name screamed in ecstasy.
-"S-Sasuke-kun!"-"Gods, how will those tight and warm walls feel cumming around my-"-
I halted, painfully aware of my own yearning, sensing my pants becoming damp with her arousal. My throbbing member ached for release, but this restraint was imperative. I nestled my head into the space between her neck and left shoulder, seeking solace. Her rapid breaths brushed against my chest, her hands tenderly tracing the contours of my scars.
-"Stop"- she uttered in a hushed, resonant voice. -"I don't want to hurt you."-
Her grip on the back of my neck guided me to meet her gaze. Regret was etched in her expression.
-"If I... if I were not so weak, you and I... we could-"-
I silenced her with a gentle touch of my lips. She didn't need to subject herself to such torment.
-"You are beautiful"- I assured her, observing her flushed cheeks and bashful demeanor. The gravity of our situation sank in: she lay beneath me, the kimono partially open and clinging to her form -"Damn thing"- her legs on either side of me. Seeing her blush deepen, I decided it was enough for today.
Suppressing a smile, I brushed her lips lightly before rising. I avoided looking at her, fearing I might lose control. Instead, I gazed out of the window and only then noticed the heavy rain and the lightning illuminating the sky -"Such a beautiful night"-... rain was yet another of my favorite things.
I watched her rise unsteadily, attempting to compose herself. She approached me and encircled my waist with her fragile arms.
-"I-I want to m-make you happy, Sasuke-kun"- she stammered. I turned to her, embracing her in return, unable to contain my words.
-"Then marry me."- Her eyes met mine, her expression a mix of shock and doubt.
-"B-But Oto-san won't le—"-
-"I have already spoken to him."- She looked at my arms which suddenly made me recall their condition. Still, I regarded her with calm assurance. -"The dobe is fine. He won't come near you again. He accompanied me to speak with your father."-
-"S-Sasuke-kun..."- Tears welled in her eyes, a smile gracing her lips, tinged with a gentle blush. -"Y-You did that for me?"-
-"I want you to be with me forever."- I averted my gaze when a slight, uncontrollable warmth surged to my face. Wonderful... now I was blushing.
A chuckle escaped her lips, her hands cupping my face before she kissed me fervently.
-"O-Of course I w-want to m-marry you."-
For the first time in my life, a genuine smile graced my lips... now, I knew true happiness.
