"no."

"sasuke-kun, i haven't even said anything yet!"

sasuke looks directly at his wife as he closes the front door of their home, "i know that look. we can't give in."

"but it's been so long! naruto is right, we need a trip together with him and kakashi. it sounds fun!"

a night out filled with alcohol with their former teacher and their resident blond idiot has resulted in ideas forming in the current hokage's head. apparently, their youth is leaving them (no diss to kakashi who took it as usual with his chill nonchalance) and it's time to reconnect with it by going on a trip together. a weekend getaway, as naruto calls it.

sasuke calls it bullshit. naruto must be desperate to get out of his hokage duties. he tells it to sakura who is now walking towards their bedroom. he follows her.

sakura replies, "true, but don't you want to have a non-work trip for once?" she turns around to face him, her face earnest and glowing after a few bottles of alcohol in her system. she looks happy that his heart thumps contently in his chest.

he leans his back on their bedroom door as he passes by and closes it, "relaxing for me is staying here."

with you, he whispers in the space not here; in the ether. but with the forming blush on his wife's cheeks, he's certain his eyes did the talking.

but sakura uchiha is never to be trifled with. she can give as much as she can get, and sasuke knows he's in a lot of trouble tonight.

she pouts slightly, her slender figure swaying a little as she stares at him and whispers, "what if i say the two of us should go? will you still say no?"

if his left arm was still attached and his hand still existed to grab, to hold, to touch— sasuke would've clenched the doorknob currently digging onto the small of his back as he exhales at the door by the sight of sakura looking like this.

he endures and quietly says, "still no."

a few moments pass and just when he thinks she's going to continue her teasing, sakura stands up straight once more and plainly answers with, "alright, no it is."

it almost gave him a whiplash, "wha-?"

she turns around to walk towards her dresser, removing her bangles and earrings as she goes. "you said no, so we won't go."

the little alcohol left in his system seems to evaporate at once. "oh," he murmurs. "right... i mean, there's always a next time. i just want t-"

words get stuck in his throat when sakura starts to zip down her red dress. creamy skin gets revealed second after agonizing second until her clothes pool at her feet, leaving her with her underwear set. she looks back from her shoulder at him.

"you saying something, darling?"

if he was an ordinary man, he would've folded with the way her green eyes glow with mirth. he fights the urge to give it all up a little bit longer.

she knows him so well. he can never find anyone better.

sakura pads their bedroom floor, barefoot and on a mission, and stands directly in front of sasuke. he holds his breath.

"are you going to say yes now? or do i have to work harder to get it out of you?"

sasuke may not be an ordinary man, but he will fold anyway— to sakura and only for her— if she looks at you this way.

"no need…" he softly answers before his large hand pushes the flat of her stomach first before snaking around the waist to pull her closer to him, earning him a small gasp he feels even at the tips of his toes. her desire is electric he can just touch it, and he leans down to her ear so they can ignite together.

"but you'll be the one screaming yes for me."

and just like how it goes for them, she does it again and again and again.

yes.

a/n: hello i'm alive :") and i can still write hallefuckenlujah