The casino seemed sketchy, if one were paranoid, they'd even counteract by saying it was diabolical. It wasn't the neither, of course, but just where Sakura and Ino needed to be simply to just feel soothed.

The taste of alcohol from the west was alluring and by the third glass of the red liquid, Sakura leaned her head on the wall while she sat on the stool near the table, and simply stared at the stars in the cieling. It would seem the people had a preference, some liked the red wine and others like the white. Sakura enjoyed the white more but the bartender said they had ran out, won't be getting any back until their next stop. So Sakura made do.

From her suit pocket, she took the napkin and dabbed her face, feeling the heat rising in her cheeks, searching through the crowd of gamblers to find Ino. The alcohol was having the same affect as the sake. She remembered the incident at the Yamanaka residence when Sai pulled down her pants just a little...

Women were eyeing her, their eyes seducing her, staring at her, sizing her up. She gulped, feeling it slither down her throat and she loosened her tie. One woman in particular who had been eyeing her since her entrance into the tram, wondered over. Her hips swayed to the jazz funk music of soul and blues. The lip stick, she licked and winked. Her hair was parted so that the left side covered the left eye.

Her bosoms were propped up and full, giving Sakura a clear view as she leaned forward.

"Kura Hanaru...is that it?"

"Close enough," Sakura chuckled. She also had to get used to people introducing names with first then last.

"You're quite handsome in person."

Sakura smirked, leaned in her chair, her legs spread wider. She took another sip of her wine, acknowledging her erection.

From across the room, Ino watched the interaction. Wanting to interject, for she was worried this woman would ruin her plans for the evening.

"How adventurous are you, Kura?"

"Very..."

"I want to see how big you are." She said, a hint of assertion.

Sakura smiled wide, shaking her head. "If you put your mouth on it."

"Well-"

"Kura, it's getting late, we should go."

The two looked at Ino. A stern glaze to her face but the woman was unbothered, even annoyed, and scoffed at Ino.

"He's a boy, not a man. Let us grown folk talk."

Ino placed her hands on her hips. She kept her stare on Sakura, not bothering to interact with the woman.

"Kura..."

Sakura looked at both women then proceeded to leave with Ino. She attempted to hold Ino at the waist but the blonde pushed her way, allowing a laugh to come from the mysterious woman with the gleam in her viewable eye.

...

Ino shook her head as she slipped off her heels, them landing roughly against the wall prior to falling on the floor.

"Seriously, Sakura, you were gonna pull your dick out?"

Smug, Sakura shrugged. "She was gonna suck it."

"Oh-okay and then afterwards you were gonna slap the cum on her face."

Sakura's smug expression quickly turned into a glare, having Ino bring up the assault even four years later, took Sakura back to a time, where yes, she was a complete asshole to the women around her. If this was her then, she'd had blown up, called Ino a bitch, told her to get over it...instead...she walked to Ino and looked at her and saw she was still hurt and confused of her feelings even after this time had past.

"I love you, Ino, and I am so sorry..."

Sakura leaned in for a kiss but Ino dodged her, but instead of walking away, Ino got to her knees and undid Sakura's belt. While Sakura was struggling with her erection, Ino had been struggling with the decision to act on the plan her and Tenten had set out to do, and regret may wash over her as a result.

Having Sakura's cock in her mouth allowed her to drift to a warped version of hell and heaven. She was thick, uncut with protruding veins, and Ino wanted to devour it all. She gagged, she slumped, and when she met Sakura's eyes, she could see the pink haired woman was also in a limbo of hell and heaven, love and hate, lust and celibacy.

Saliva fell from her actions onto the floor. Two fingers enter into her vagina just to relieve some pressure on her clit, but she was throbbing for Sakura. She hiked up her skirt, turned to all fours and waited, waited until she felt Sakura slide into her.

"Hmmmm, oh my kami..." Her upper body rested on the floor including her head, herself going back and forth while Sakura thrusted into her. And Sakura was giving that to her, fucking Ino with such roughness and dominance, pulling her hair, the thighs slapping the butt cheeks, the sweat-

Sakura wanted to burst out the room and scream to Temari that it was happening...

She leaned forward and embraced Ino, slowing her strokes, about to release.

"Fuck..." Pulling out, she grabbed Ino's head, tilting it to the side, allowing her seed to spill on the woman's cheek, lips, and forehead.

They stood there for a while, Sakura smearing her liquid into the skin of the blonde, and Ino kissed the tip, looked up at Sakura and stood up. She left to the restroom, closing the door behind her. Soon the shower was heard, and alone with her pants barely to her knees, Sakura took them off, along with her suit jacket and blouse.

Just in her boxer briefs, she sat on the edge of the bed, smiling to herself. Yes, it was just a quickie but a good fuck nonetheless. She laughed and threw herself onto the bed, hands behind her head. Over all spent for being able to have sex with Ino after four years...even if it was as a man.

"She sucks good dick," Sakura whispered. "I bet Temari hadn't even got that from Tenten."

Ino came out the shower wrapped in a towel including her hair. She retrieved her night clothes, prompting Sakura to look at the time. Nearing two in the morning!

Sakura stretched, herself heading to take a shower.

"How about we do this every night," an attempt to make the mood less awkward. "You start by giving me head and I bend you over, and plow you, with a nice finish to the face?" She felt so...masculine afterwards, but Ino's face was unreadable and she didn't seem to appreciate the playfulness coming from Sakura.

Ino rubbed her index finger across her lips. "Sure." Was all Ino said, her voice nonchalant and monotone, not what Sakura was expecting her to sound like. It threw her off all of a sudden.

She made a face which Ino took notice of. "Did you enjoy the sex?"

"Yes."Ino responded back, direct.

Her voice was small and her fingers played with the covers she was already under, and her eyes barely ever met Sakura's. After a moment of pause, Ino laid down and pulled the covers over her body and head. Having sex with Sakura meant protecting herself, to not make Sakura angry, to not get into an argument where Sakura could hurt her, she sacrificed her body because to Ino, all Sakura and Temari really wanted was sex. If they gave them sex then...all should be fine-no drama, no conflict, no assault. They could focus on the mission and then go home.

Sakura stood in the shower, completely confused by Ino's actions and so little words. She was so high just a moment ago, being able to have sex with Ino but after such blunt and short responses, it felt off...like it was a chore, like Ino gave up and simply bowed to Sakura's desire.

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AUTHOR'S NOTES: Next chapter, April!