The elevator doors closed and I leaned my back against the mirror, taking a deep breath.
I struggled to keep my eyes open and suspected that even after multiple layers of my special-occasion concealer, the weariness in my expression was still noticeable.
With the end of the company's fiscal year approaching, the rush and stress of everyday life at work ended up coming home with me. Business hours didn't seem enough to fulfill all my duties and I was forced to use the time that was supposed to be rest time to pursue what I couldn't do while I was at work. The sleepless nights piled up and were clearly beginning to affect me physically and mentally.
Fortunately, it was Friday and there was little time left before the end of the day. I had just left an in person meeting with one of the suppliers and would only need to head back to my office to answer a few high-priority emails before heading home to resolve issues that were sure to come up at the last minute. One of the worst parts of working with international partners was the time difference.
I was distracted and when the elevator stopped, I thought I had reached my floor, but when I tried to leave, I ran into Naruto.
"Hey, there." He grabbed my arms, just in time to stop me from crashing into his chest. "What's up with that face?"
I took a few steps back, and he took the place next to me after pressing the button for the floor he wanted to go to.
His question went in one ear and out the other. But peace felt like something I wouldn't have so easily, and as I lowered my head to massage my temples, I felt Naruto poking my rib.
I turned my head toward him, aware of my less than pleasant expression.
I thought the sincere smile he wore was absurd. I knew that Naruto was just as busy as I was, if not more so how could he keep up that same old energy? That included his appearance, his carefully styled hair, his suit without a wrinkle, and his calm expression.
Usually, he had the ability to infect me with his good humor, even if I tried to pretend otherwise, but at that moment I couldn't manage to be anything more than a grumpy person who was bothered by the joy and disposition of others.
"It's just…" I sighed. It wasn't Naruto's fault and I had no right to take it out on him. In the softest tone I could muster, I replied, "I'm having trouble sleeping. It's been a stressful week and I can't seem to turn my mind off at night."
"The last few days have really been rough for everyone, but I know you." He shoved his hands in his pants pockets and leaned against the corner of the elevator. "I'm sure you must be doing much more than you need to."
"Sasuke has worked more overtime than anyone in his department and I doubt you said anything," I grumbled. "The bright side is that soon it's over and everything will go back to normal."
Not that the normal work routine didn't also have its stressful moments, but it was much easier to balance things out. Being in that confined space with Naruto, mentioning Sasuke, made me realize how long it had been since I had paid attention to my personal life. I knew that both also had their commitments and above all, they were giving me the time they knew I needed, but I missed the routine I had before, and, mainly, them.
"You need to relax."
I saw the elevator panel indicating that I had finally reached my floor, so I said in a final tone:
"What I need is a good night's sleep."
"You're right." Naruto said. I turned to say goodbye, but he was quicker than me. "I'll see you later."
I didn't even have time to question him because by the time my tired mind processed his words the silver elevator doors were already closed.
• •
It was almost ten o'clock at night, which meant I'd been off work for about five hours, but there I was, at the dinner table with the corporate laptop.
I had taken a "relaxing" shower and changed into comfortable clothes before eating something quick when I arrived. Soon after, I went back to the routine of the last few days: trying to speed things up to see if I would be less busy in the near future.
I worked a lot. I was submerged in what I was doing and oblivious to everything that was happening around me, so it was a terrible scare when I heard a noise at my door, since I could have sworn that it had locked when I entered the house.
I was speechless when Naruto appeared, entering my house and taking off his shoes, all smiles and still well groomed. For a moment I forgot that he also had the key.
He was wearing the same suit as earlier, which made me think he'd probably came straight from the company. That made me consider complaining about him thinking he had the right to question my habits, when he was clearly working outside his ours too.
"You're not still working , are you?"
"Says the person who showed up here in his work clothes…" I rubbed my eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable now that I had nothing to hide my tiredness.
"But I was at the bar with a few colleagues, unlike you."
Naruto walked over to the table and took off his coat, leaving it draped over the chair beside me. I watched his long fingers loosen his tie and I couldn't say anything as he reached over and closed my laptop screen.
"That's enough for today. I have plans for you."
I wanted to complain about the audacity to interrupt my work, I would never allow someone to do what he had just done, but even though Naruto still smiled and spoke with that cheerful tone, the way he looked at me made it very clear that there was no room in that conversation to deny whatever it was he was planning.
Things with him were usually like that. He exercised his control in such a natural and subtle way that I didn't realize I was in his hands until it was too late.
Naruto stopped behind me in the chair and brushed my hair back, flipping it over the shoulder to expose my neck. I nearly melted into the chair when his fingers precisely squeezed the tight spots in my muscles. His hands were big enough to make me feel vulnerable in his grip.
"I think you deserve a break, don't you agree?" He whispered close to my ear.
I wanted to disagree so badly, wanted to list all the urgent things I needed to do, but I couldn't. His posture, his voice, reminded me of situations we've been in before, where he promised me rewards for my good behavior and these thoughts cloud my judgment. I lifted my head to look into his eyes and practically purred in acceptance.
I would easily fall asleep in my dining room chair if he continued with the massage, and I even thought that was his intention, at least until he reached for the straps of the shirt I was wearing. Naruto slipped his fingers under the fabric and squeezed my shoulders.
Naturally, without the support of the straps, the thin fabric of the shirt would slide down. I opened my eyes, only to see that Naruto still had the same calm expression, as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on.
His hand movements were slow and precise, slowly relaxing my posture in a way that hadn't happened in a while. That alone could be extremely satisfying, but I had a traitorous body that soon demanded more.
That quickly became torture. Naruto was touching parts of my body that could hardly be described as erogenous and yet I felt the pulsation between my legs. When he finally reached my exposed breasts, my nipples were already tight with arousal and I sighed deeply, waiting for the relief the contact would bring, but it didn't come.
Naruto filled his hand with the flesh of my breasts, but he squeezed them as he had the rest of my body up until that point, avoiding the most sensitive spots that demanded attention.
I pushed my chest forward, trying to get more contact. In the next second, the touch disappeared and Naruto used his hands on my arms to pull me back into the chair.
"Uh-uh…" He shook his head. He placed his thumb on my chin to keep my gaze upward as he leaned down and brought his lips to mine in a quick kiss. He continued to lean over when he asked, "Are you in a hurry? I thought you'd be a good girl for me tonight."
I vehemently denied it, even though I wasn't sure what I was answering.
I wasn't in a hurry, I didn't want him to stop, I would be a good girl...
"Let's move to the bedroom. We need to take care of you."
I figured he would be so mean as to tease me like that enough to make me lose sleep and forget for a moment that I was falling from exhaustion, but that didn't sound like Naruto. I thought that shoulder massage could come back, now in bed, and I would get some real rest.
Naruto pulled me by the arms to get me up from the chair and I groaned, wanting more of the touches I was receiving, but already resigned that I wasn't going to have it.
He touched the small of my back and guided me down the hall to the dark room, and I just walked in, knowing my bed was ready and comfortable for me. I really hoped I could sleep that night. Maybe things weren't going to end the way I wanted, but sharing a bed with Naruto after a relaxing massage wasn't a bad option for the end of the night.
""No, no... where are you going?" He grabbed my arm, preventing me from climbing onto the bed.
"I'm going to lay down…"
"You got it wrong, beautiful. I'll lie down, you're gonna take a seat."
I was confused, watching Naruto take off his dress shirt and open his pants belt before lying down on the bed, right in the middle and with his legs apart. He reached over and dimmed the room to the lowest possible light and all I could do was stare at his body on the bed, the muscles in his abdomen contracting as he moved to fix things.
I blinked, lost and still not understanding.
"Come here." He extended a hand towards me but I remained still, maybe a little too busy watching him so comfortable in my bed. "I'm going to make you really relaxed today."
"But…?"
"Sakura, take off your clothes and get in bed."
He was serious, so I obeyed right away. I stripped out of my pajama shorts and top, knowing he was watching me, despite showing no indication that my nakedness affected him in any way. That kind of behavior turned me on in a way I couldn't explain, and made me want to obey any order, just to feel like I deserved his attention, or, depending on the day, tease him until he reaches his limit and lose his cool.
I left the clothes on the floor and climbed into bed as he instructed.
Naruto guided my body so that I positioned myself on top of him, but even before I could adjust myself on his chest, he pulled me roughly by the waist and only then did I begin to understand his intentions.
"Are you going to…?" My voice was tired but relieved because I knew what was coming.
"Yes. I told you I would take care of you today, so come on."
I spread my legs over his face and felt the anxiety making me shiver a little. I rested my hands on the headboard and looked down, his eyes were staring at me, his hands were already squeezing my thighs and I could see him smile before starting to kiss my outer labia.
I feared I wouldn't have the strength to hold my body up like that after mere seconds, but his firm grip on my thighs allowed me to relax.
I used to think that position was the peak of dominance, and in the beginning of it all, I thought that would be the case with Naruto as well. A brief moment where I could regain the control he so easily took away from me, but it didn't take long for me to discover how wrong I was. As always, he held me easily over his face, moving my hips as he pleased to taste the parts of me he wanted.
It was almost easy to believe he wasn't teasing me on purpose. He had his eyes closed and was making sounds of satisfaction as he gently stimulated me, as if he were doing it for himself. But being aware of it didn't make the slow rhythm any less excruciating.
The way he manipulated my body however he wanted and at the same time sucked me with such precision added countless extra points to the closeness I was to cumming. Without having much strength, I tried to move my hips and rub myself the way I needed on his tongue, but I understood that I couldn't when I felt a stinging slap on my buttcheek. He was in control of everything despite the position being in my favor.
"You taste so fucking good…" Naruto slid his tongue from my opening to my clit, collecting the juices of my arousal.
Gradually, I lost the ability to think straight. The only thing on my mind was pleas for him to go faster, but the words stuck in my throat, mostly because I knew they would be in vain.
I was so close to an extremely satisfying orgasm when Naruto took his lips from me and turned his head to nibble on the inside of my thigh.
I whimpered slyly and frustrated. Unafraid of another scolding slap, my body moved on its own in search of stimulation. Naruto still had his hands on my thighs, but he allowed me to move desperately.
"Naruto, please…"
"What do you want?" He moved his head as far away as he could, though he kept me in the same place. The lower half of her face shone in the soft light of my room.
He released the hold on me only to bring his hands to the junction of my thighs. With his thumbs, he parted my lower lips and exposed me to his gaze.
"I..." I started to speak, but didn't even get to the end of the sentence before my words were interrupted by a desperate moan that surprised even myself. Naruto slid the tip of his finger across my clitoris, in a caress so light that maybe it wouldn't have such an effect if I wasn't so sensitive.
"Come on." He lifted his head just to suck on my most sensitive place. The wet sound that echoed when his lips let go of my clit was obscene. "Tell me."
"Make me cum, please."
"Already?" He put more pressure on the finger that was stroking me and I felt several shocks run through my body, my legs trembling in contact with him.
"Please…"
I wasn't even looking, but I knew Naruto was smiling. The smile from someone that knew he had me in his hands at all times, knew he could make me beg for it.
Thankfully, I didn't have to beg any longer - even though I was willing to do it if I had to.
Naruto forced my body against his face and I had to make an effort not to drop all my weight on him, even though it looked like that was his intention, judging by the way he was pulling me down.
He landed another slap on my butt, but this time, it was an incentive for me to move faster, sliding against his tongue in search of my climax. And, desperate for relief, I did.
I had no idea how much I needed that until I got it. The orgasm was so strong, my entire body contracted and then released forcefully, as if all my tension was being ripped from my muscles. If Naruto hadn't been holding me so tight the entire time, I would have collapsed for sure.
His piercing eyes watched me, paying attention to every one of the reactions he'd elicited from me.
I tried to lift my body off of him, but Naruto gripped my thighs even tighter, keeping me in place. He furrowed his brows as if the idea of me pulling away was absurd and proceeded to lick me harder.
It was almost too much for me and my tired body. I gripped the headboard like my life depended on it and didn't even recognize the sounds that came out of my mouth.
One word would be all it took for Naruto to stop it all and let go of me, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. The sensitivity was too much from the continual stimulation of my clit right after an orgasm, but it was a strangely delicious sensation, even in the midst of the agony, and I felt close to coming all over again.
When he realized he had my consent to continue, Naruto forced my body even closer to his face. The piercing eyes didn't leave mine, but I could barely see the blue of their irises because of the tears that pooled on my lashes.
Still gripping the headboard, to the point where my knuckles turned white, I tipped my head back. The angle was not favorable, but it was possible to see that Naruto had unzipped his pants, put his erection out and masturbated calmly. I could barely keep my eyes open and my head up, but it was impossible to look away from the scene taking place right behind me.
I lost track of time. Naruto kept me sitting on his face, pulling waves of pleasure after another, so that it was hard to tell when one started and the other ended. He was touching himself the entire time, the speed of his fingers sliding down his own length mimicking the intensity with which he was sucking me.
At one point, as much as I wanted to keep watching as Naruto pleasured himself, satisfied that I was having that effect on him, it became impossible to do anything but rest my forehead on my fingers, which were still tightly gripped on the bed.
I seemed to have finally reached my limit, when after yet another orgasm he forced out of me, my hips automatically jerked up, escaping his lips. I leaned fully against the headboard, focused solely on taking deep breaths.
Totally numb, I barely reacted when Naruto let go of my thighs and helped me onto my back on the bed. He had already reached his climax, as was evident by the cum that streaked his belly, and I wasn't sure I could even stay awake for a few more seconds, so I assumed we'd reached the end of that session.
Naruto positioned himself on the mattress on his side and kissed me, just in time to suppress the surprised moan I emitted when his fingers slipped inside my sensitive walls. I was more than wet enough to allow intrusion, but that wasn't the problem. My body squirmed and my legs just didn't close around his hand because I didn't have enough strength to do so.
Before, my eyes watered from the sensitivity and stimulation, but at that moment tears began to flow freely down my cheeks. He kept his fingers inside of me, and as he moved only the tips to stimulate the nerves at the top of my vagina, his thumb found my clit, which was already practically numb.
"Naruto!" "I squeezed his shoulder. I could feel my nails digging into his skin, but he didn't complain. "It's too much..."
"I only want one more."
I complained non-verbally, already too weak and numb, shivering under his touch and not even thinking I was capable of another orgasm. I didn't even know how many I had, I was dizzy, ecstatic and tired. I decided to give it a try, I gave Naruto more room to touch me and stared at him, his eyes so sweet and dominant as he fucked me with his fingers, a contrast that made me believe I could come again, and that it probably wouldn't take long.
Compared to the others I had that night, that orgasm was less intense and shorter, but it made no difference to the state I was in. I still felt my legs shaking and the air escaping me. I clutched at the sheets blindly, looking for something to anchor myself.
Naruto was much gentler when he withdrew his fingers from inside me and I shuddered at the strange empty feeling. He stifled any protest I might have had by kissing me quickly.
He walked away to get up from the bed but, using the last of the strength I didn't even know I still had, I held his hand.
"Relax." He kissed my tear-stained cheeks before doing the same to my lips. Touches so light and full of affection that they filled me with comfort. "I'll be right back."
I didn't have much idea of what was going on in my surroundings, but I knew that he had gone to the bathroom in my room when I could hear the sound of running water. Naruto returned wearing only his underwear, his abdomen clean, and with a damp towel in hand.
His tone was docile when he asked me to cooperate, although in the end he was the one who adjusted my body on the bed and spread my legs. Even after everything, I couldn't help thinking how oddly intimate it was for him to clean me like that, running the damp cloth of warm water over my thighs, and when he reached the juncture of them, I looked away.
I needed a shower, but I decided that could wait until the next morning, both because of the tiredness I felt and because of the lack of courage I had to get up after Naruto covered me and adjusted the covers in the most comfortable way possible.
After laying down next to me, he cupped my cheek to kiss me.
"Go to sleep, I'll still be here when you wake up." His surprisingly gentle fingers stroked my hair. Observing his features with enough attention, it was possible to notice that sleep had also got to him. "We'll have all day to work off the stress tomorrow.