Naruto flowed lazily through the last few forms of his kata, sweat running down his back from a tough workout, muscles singing beautifully from the stretch. He could do this for hours more, until his muscles burned and begged him to stop. There was a sort of joy from that too, but Sakura's glare pierced the back of his head, and he turned slightly to look at her, worn out and sitting underneath the shade of a tree, a canteen pressed against the bottom of her lip.
"Freak!" She stuck her tongue out at him and Naruto laughed, winking back before finishing up his exercise and walking toward her. Sakura pushed up off the ground, quickly patting her backside to remove dirt as she held the canteen out for him. Naruto smiled at her before taking it, swallowing down the rest of the water with healthy gulps.
"Thanks, Sakura-chan," Naruto said, wiping his mouth and handing the canteen back to her.
"You're welcome," she muttered, eyes tracking Naruto's fingers as he grabbed the zipper of his jacket and pulled it down, exposing his skin to the fresh air. Naruto tried not to preen as Sakura sucked her bottom lip into her mouth, her eyes glazed as they scanned over his muscles, sweat dripping over his chest and down his abs.
He would never get tired of that look on her face. Whether it be while they were training, or after he took a shower and wore only a towel, or when he was between her legs, biting her thighs and teasing her skin as she drank him in.
"Sakura-chan," he sang her name, grinning crookedly when her eyes snapped up to his own. Her face was already red from the exertion of their training, but it darkened when she realized she'd been caught ogling him. "See something you like?"
Her abashed face twisted into a scowl and she gave him the most exaggerated eye roll, which only made his smile wider. "Don't even flatter yourself!"
He loved that too, that little prissy dismissal. Loved turning her "No, I'm busy, Naruto," into "Please, please, don't stop!"
Naruto bit back a smile at the thought as Sakura turned around bending over and rummaging into her bag, placing her canteen away before fishing for something else.
Maybe Naruto didn't deserve any flattery, but Sakura's sure did, Naruto staring at her bent form, her thick ass looking fantastic in her small, tight black training shorts. Naruto cleared his throat and looked away as his cock started to harden, grabbing his pants and shifting them to give his cock some breathing room.
Naruto might think perverted things all the time around Sakura, but he wasn't stupid enough to try something in an open training field, drenched with sweat.
"Here." Sakura turned back to face him, uncovering a container and passing it toward him. "I brought some fruit."
Naruto barely breathed out a thanks before he attacked the fruit, stuffing his face with sweet melons and berries. Sakura shook her head at him before she picked at the fruit herself. Small and delicate bites, her pink tongue swiping at her bottom lip from time to time, cleaning the juices off it.
It was entirely innocent, but Naruto's body and mind didn't care, his cock twitching in his pants again and a piece of fruit fumbling out of his fingers, bouncing off his chest and onto the ground.
"Oh, shit," Naruto sounded around chewed fruit in his mouth, juices spilling down and splattering against his chest and stomach, creating a sticky mess.
"Naruto," Sakura sighed his name, the back of her hand resting on her forehead, eyes filled with annoyance.
Naruto swallowed down the rest of the fruit, rubbing the back of his head. "Sorry, Sakura-chan."
She sighed again, closing the empty container and throwing it back on top of her bag. Her eyes tracked along his chin down to the sticky stain on his abdomen, thighs shuffling against each other. "Whatever, I'll clean you up."
Naruto frowned and scratched his cheek. "You got a towel or somethin'?"
They had trained many times together and Naruto couldn't recall her ever bringing a towel. They tended to go to one of their homes, usually Naruto's because there was more privacy, cleaning each other in the shower.
When Sakura stepped forward, hands clasping around his neck and pulling him down for a kiss, Naruto froze for a beat, before closing his eyes and opening his mouth, letting Sakura swipe her tongue across his own, tasting him and the lingering juice of the fruit.
Sakura slid her tongue across his teeth, drank down his moans as her fingers curled into his hair, tilting and twisting his head, tongue dipping in and out, brushing across his lips, teasing him.
"Sakura-chan," he moaned out her name when she broke their kiss with a few lingering nips on his bottom lip, then licking a long stripe across his jaw and chin, tongue warm and wet as she cleaned off the fruit juices on his face.
His cock was rock hard, almost as if it could rip through his pants as Sakura bit down on his chin, sucking and licking, his hips bucking up and grinding himself against the front of her shorts.
"Messy like a child," Sakura mumbled into his skin, tugging on his hair and exposing his neck, kissing down it. "What would you do without me?"
Naruto doesn't reply, enraptured by Sakura's soft lips and wet kisses, grunting as she let go of his hair and made her way down his chest, one hand teasing a nipple while she leaned over to suck on the other.
"Oh, fuck, Sakura-chan!"
It's somewhat embarrassing, but the pleasure is much more and he cupped the back of Sakura's head, encouraging the twirl of her tongue and the pinch of her fingers.
"Sakura-chaaan," he whined her name again, not sure if he wanted her to stop or continue, but Sakura had no qualms about what she wanted, continuing her path down his chest, down his abdomen, licking the sticky splatter of juice and cleaning it off his body, swallowing it down with a slurp.
And she didn't stop her descent.
She nuzzling against the bulge in his pants and Naruto was swearing under his breath as he canted his hips forward to grind his covered cock against her beautiful face.
Sakura looked up at him, her head slanted and her green eyes gleaming like jewels. A smirk painted across her plump lips.
"What's this Naruto?" she teased, mouth pressed lightly against his bulge. "You're such a pervert, getting aroused from that. All I did was clean you up."
Naruto bit back a snarky retort, releasing his hold on Sakura's head and running a hand through his hair as his eyes flickered across the clearing.
He had some suspicions that Sakura became horny after training. They tended to fuck in the shower after, or if not, then on one of their beds, Naruto plowing her into the mattress or Sakura riding him until Naruto's hips would ache. Despite that, to do this out in the open was beyond anything Naruto could have imagined.
"Don't worry, no one comes here."
And Sakura was right. As much as people loved to bother him in his daily life, they respected his space when it came to training.
"They don't want to accidently be decapitated by one of those fucked up Rasengan variants you love playing with." Sasuke told him once and there was probably some truth to it. Naruto liked to pretend it was mostly the respect factor though.
"Well, uh, Sakura-chan, that's only half the problem, y'know?" Naruto laughed nervously, his cock almost aching against the restrain of his clothing as Sakura kept nuzzling against him, eyes peeking up at him from between his legs. "I mean, we just finished training. I'm, uh, really sweaty."
Naruto laughed again, rubbing his neck, but stopped when Sakura leaned back, her face scarlet and teeth nibbling her lower lip.
"I could…clean it up for you."
Naruto's mouth dried out, eyes wide as he stared down at Sakura.
A moment passed, neither saying a word.
Sakura scowled.
"Oh for fuck's sake!" Sakura wrapped her fingers around each side of his waistbands, pulling down his pants to his ankles, his boxers tented with the outline of his hard cock, the tip darkened with smeared precum. Sakura looked up at his face again. "Tell me to stop, if you don't like this."
Naruto's mouth finally started working again. "No, no, no, I mean — please, go ahead!"
Sakura laughed this time, a warm, pretty sound from deep in her belly. Her mouth softening into a smile, leaning into him again, eyes closed and nose pressed against the dampness of his boxers.
She inhaled softly, her legs spread wide in a squat and her hand cupping over her shorts, sliding back and forth against her cunt in tandem with her face cuddling against Naruto's covered cock.
"Fuck, Naruto, you smell so…" Sakura sniffed again, lips parted. "Fucking awful."
Naruto might have been offended if it weren't for the dreamy tone she took on. The glaze of her eyes, and the way she was rubbing herself with her fingers. The way she kept panting and huffing against his bulge, like she was addicted to the stench.
"Yeah?" Naruto drawled the sound out, mockingly, as he leaned away from her, only to have Sakura reach out swiftly, grabbing his hips and halting him. "You wanna stop then?"
"Fuck off," Sakura grumbled, finally reaching for his boxers and pulling them down to his ankles to meet with his pants, the sharp movement freeing his cock, hard and thick, bouncing and smacking against Sakura's cheek with an audible slap. Sakura didn't even flinch, instead tilting her head and pressing a kiss against the tip, a smear of precum on her lips when she pulled back.
"Fucking hell, Sakura-chan."
Sakura's eyes flickered up to meet his own with a wink before she leaned forward and kissed across his pubic bone, her lips dragging against the hair, his cock twitching and tapping against her chin, leaving behind stains of precum on her skin.
Sakura moved down his groin and onto his inner thigh, tongue heavy and wet on his skin as his cock bobbed right next to her face.
"So nasty and sweaty," she said into the juncture of his thigh. She leaned back, staring up at him. "I'm going to clean it all up for you, Naruto. Spread your legs, hm?"
Naruto shivered at the huskiness of Sakura's voice and spread his legs as wide as they would go with his pants and boxers still wrapped around his ankles.
Sakura licked her plump lips and took a moment to admire Naruto's cock before she pressed her nose against Naruto's ball sack and nuzzled against it.
Naruto swore as he stared down at Sakura nestling against his groin. His cock pressed against the smooth skin of her forehead, the tip hovering over her scalp dripping precum, flecks against her pink hair.
"Filthy, just awful," Sakura murmured with her eyes closed, breathing in and out deeply, inhaling his scent. Her warm breath washed over his groin, engrossed in the smell of it, no doubt something like sweat and musk. She was completely lost to it, sliding her nose back and forth between breaths. Heavy sniffs, and then she ran her nose along the underside of his shaft inhaling some more.
The sight was obscene, depraved, fucking erotic.
"God fucking dammit, Sakura—you look so fucking—I need—fuck!" Naruto babbled incoherently, fighting the urge to buck his hips and run his cock over her face. The gentle caresses with her nose almost felt like torture at this point.
Sakura pulled back suddenly, Naruto nearly screaming from the loss of contact, but the sight of Sakura's face locked his jaw.
A hazy sheen of lust dulled her eyes, clouding the normally vibrant emerald iris with large, dilated pupils.
Her nostrils were flared, and her plump lips separated, drool leaking out and down the side of her mouth and chin, dripping in between the small area of cleavage exposed by her sports bra.
A flush burnt across her cheeks, stretching down to the bottom of her throat, pinking her normally milky white skin.
Sakura was completely drunk on his sweaty cock.
Naruto couldn't hold himself back anymore. With a deep groan, he reached over and dragged Sakura's face against his cock, rutting it along her jaw and the curve between her cheek and nose, smearing his precum against her beautiful skin.
"C'mon Sakura, enough teasing, fuck, please," Naruto begged, desperate for Sakura to give him some form of release.
"Whose cock is this, Naruto?" Sakura mumbled against Naruto's shaft, her lips sliding across the thick vein on his cock, his hips stuttering. "Mine."
"Yes, fuck, it's yours," Naruto agreed with a keen, "Please, Sakuraaaa!"
Naruto's desperate begging seemed to rouse Sakura from her stupor and she slapped Naruto's hands off her head before gripping his hips once more and stilling him.
Sakura captured Naruto's gaze, her eyes hooded with lust and need, and Naruto thought he must look the same.
A moment passed and then Sakura bent her head, placing her pink lips against the red tip of his cock peeking out against his foreskin.
A shot of pleasure ran down Naruto's groin and hit his spine, but before he could bask in it, Sakura's lips parted and her tongue flicked out against him as she slurped down his precum.
"Ngh—Sakura…" Naruto moaned, reaching out and placing his hands on Sakura's shoulders to steady himself from the onslaught of pleasure.
Sakura paused, moving one hand off his hip and fisting his cock, keeping it steady as she lapped against the slit. Naruto groaned, his hips canting forward, bliss overtaking him.
Naruto almost jumped in shock when Sakura wiggled her tongue along his foreskin, slow and steady until she somehow managed to get her tongue underneath it.
"What the fuck?!"
Naruto stared down, mouth agog and in disbelief that Sakura managed to fit her tongue in such a tight area, the stretch of it somehow not painful at all, instead the pressure of her small, wet tongue between his foreskin and his cock was sending flares of pleasure down his groin.
A moan was ripped from Naruto's throat as Sakura swirled her tongue over and around his sensitive cockhead, saliva pouring out of her mouth and bathing the tip. Naruto never felt anything like this before, and the sight of Sakura's tongue tight and indented against his foreskin was so erotic, Naruto balls already begun to churn.
As if she had some sort of radar to detect how close Naruto was to coming, Sakura pulled her tongue out from underneath his foreskin with pop, her hands settling back on his hips, pulling him in to swallow his cock, gagging some as she forced it to the back of her throat. When her nose bumped against his pubic bone, Sakura closed her eyes for a moment, nestling her nose against the hair, inhaling gently.
"Oh God, fucking hell—Sakura, your throat!" Naruto grunted, his eyes prickling with unshed tears, his cock melting as Sakura's throat muscles squeezed around him, her tongue sliding along a thick vein.
Sakura dragged herself slowly off his cock until only the tip was still in her pursed mouth. A mixture of saliva and thick precum coated his cock from across the length of his shaft to the ends of his pubes, glistening under the sunlight peeking through the shade of the tree.
Sakura bobbed forward, her lips cushioning against the base of his groin, saliva escaping and dripping down the base of his cock down to his balls.
And then she retracted her head and did it again, and again, and again.
She throated his cock until Naruto's eyes rolled to the back of his head, overwrought with pleasure.
Sakura increased her speed slowly, his cock going down her throat smoother with each pass, until her mouth made filthy gushing sounds as saliva accumulated and completely coated his cock. It splattered against his groin, against his pubes from the speed and force of her deepthroating.
Naruto's hands were wrapped around the back of Sakura's neck, fingers against the base of her skull, thrusting his hips forward while he pushed her head down, their rhythm together perfect.
"Too much—your throat is fucking insane, gonna cum, fuck, Sakura-chaaaan, I'm—fuck!" Naruto's thighs shook, his knees trembled as he barely grunted out a warning.
Sakura was relentless, however. Naruto tried to shift his hips away from her selfish mouth because, God, was the pleasure too intense, but her hands were fierce around his hips forcing his pelvis to her nose.
Indecipherable words and sounds escaped Naruto's mouth as he reached nirvana; his cock flooding Sakura's mouth and throat with obscene amounts of cum.
She swallowed as he came, wet gulps dulled by the length of his cock. She breathed slowly through her nose as she swallowed, unsettling his damp pubic hair with each passing puff of air.
Naruto doesn't think he's ever came that hard before, ropes and ropes of cum, and yet Sakura somehow seemed to have swallowed most of it. His thighs are still aching from coming so hard, and Naruto's certain the only reason he was still standing up was because of Sakura's hold on him.
Naruto looked down at the crown of Sakura's head, her face still pressed against his pubes. She slowly pulled back, his softening cock slipping out inch by inch out of her mouth until he could finally see her entire face.
It's messy. Filthy.
Saliva and cum, coating along her chin and the edge of her jaw, shiny smeared spots along her cheeks and even under her nose. Some stray, yellow pubic hair was stark against the pale of her cheek and Naruto nearly fainted from the sight of it, marring her pretty skin.
As the tip of Naruto's cock pops out of her pursed mouth, Sakura's cheeks ballooned with what must be Naruto's cum, and he whimpered.
He couldn't really believe it. He came that much?
Sakura's face twitched, eyes fluttering rapidly as she opened her mouth with an ahhh and, yes, he did come that much.
Some cum immediately pours out, slipping down Sakura's lower lip and down onto her cleavage until it hits the top of her sports bra, soaking and darkening the material.
Sakura closed her eyes, breathing through her nose before swallowing down his cum with effort and a heavy gulp.
Naruto stood still, staring down at Sakura in awe, breathing hard. When Sakura opened her eyes, they were still heavy with lust.
"Well?" Sakura shuffled back until she was sitting against the trunk of the tree, hands slipping underneath her shorts and her panties, pulling them down her legs. Her cunt was slick and shining with arousal. Wet and puffy and delicious. The scent of it, sweat and needy pussy, Naruto could taste on the breeze, his mouth salivating. "Are you going stand around, looking all stupid? Or are you going to clean me up?"
That prissy fucking tone.
Naruto slipped off his sandals, stepping out of his boxers and pants and crawled toward Sakura, ripping the clothes of her ankles so he could spread her thighs apart, licking her sweaty cunt, cleaning it until all he could taste on his tongue was the sweet tang of her arousal and hear the deep moans of hers turn into screams.