AN: And welcome to my first update in 2024!
Life's been hectic since you last saw me but don't worry, I'm still here.
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Chapter Four: Fantasists
Sakura let out a long, relieved groan as she lowered herself onto Naruto's sofa, her pleasantly achy thighs and knees almost crying with relief as she sprawled out.
Naruto did his best not to smile smugly to himself in the kitchen, busying himself with getting things out for lunch. You'd think he'd be able to manage it when he was literally facing away from her, putting a pizza in the oven.
But she could see his face in the mirrored glass and while it was mildly annoying … it was also really sexy to see him pleased with himself for fucking her so thoroughly her body was still aching gloriously afterwards.
Though it could just be Naruto being sexy as a rule. Her fantasies really hadn't done him justice and while she'd been adjacent to his sexiness ever since he started being sexy, and sometimes on the receiving end of it before they'd caught themselves, being the sole focus of it …
Suffice to say, that in comparison Dream!Naruto was a disappointing booty call you maybe called because the vibrator just wasn't doing it, and then regretted the next morning when he was still sleeping in your bed.
Because Naruto!Naruto? The real, genuine article?
Porn stars wished they fucked like him. And movie stars wished they could be as disarmingly sexy as he was with just a turn of his lips and a sparkle in his eyes.
Truth be told, she was pretty sure he could wear sandals and socks and he'd make that fashion nightmare attractive somehow.
And he was all hers.
Godddddddddddd.
Honestly, the only reason they weren't in his bedroom was because, despite her entirely sincere decision they actually shower after he'd had her up against the tile wall until her thighs quaked, well …
She stifled a whimper as a thrum of remembered pleasure throbbed through her, the ghost of Naruto's devilish fingers on her still twitching nipples, his breath on her ear and his crotch practically bouncing off her ass as he pressed her so hard against the tile she was surprised it hadn't cracked all swirled around her head.
Really, she'd brought it on herself by washing her breasts in front of him. But she always started with her breasts when she showered. She totally hadn't only just started doing that since the first shower they'd shared in the hotel, because she loved the way his eyes followed the way they jiggled as she cleaned herself.
Honest. Always.
Okay, shut up.
She could not, and would not, be held accountable for her actions when it came to Naruto Uzumaki and her body. And anyone who tried could shut up until their dream man had made them orgasm just by tickling their clit while murmuring what a naughty girl they were directly into their ear while he pressed his big dick against …
Ahem. Anyway.
They'd decided to not go to the bedroom because she was very sore, and while Naruto hadn't said anything, she did allow herself her own smug little smile when he'd winced slightly while towelling off his dick.
If he was allowed to be proud of himself, so was she.
Though not too loudly, he had had to help her to the bedroom because she'd damn near tripped trying to cross his living room. Again, he'd turned her legs to jelly with his magic fingers and dick. If he'd been able to get his tongue involved he'd have had to just plain carry her.
He was going to kill her with sex, and she was more than okay with that.
More ghostly thrums and stifled whimpers. God, please let him kill her with sex.
ANYWAY.
God, she was turning into Ino with how much she thought about sex now. It had literally been all she'd been able to think about ever since Naruto had first kissed her on Saturday.
Speaking of her bitch of a best friend though, she was going to be insufferable when the two weeks grace period she'd given them was up.
Sakura could see it already, long, spiralling texts asking for every position and place Naruto had taken her in and vice versa. And mortifying questions of whether she'd told him about the fantasies she'd had about him yet or not.
Which was where she'd stop if Sakura was lucky. After all the time she'd been pushing Sakura to act on her feelings, Ino would probably feel justified in asking any question she wanted about their sex lives and wouldn't care when she was crossing the line. Especially if she kept to the two week pause on her teasing.
If. She wasn't sure she'd be able to keep to that promise to be honest.
Guess she'd just have to hide at Naruto's and turn her phone off until she had to go back to work.
Which suited her just fine thank you.
While she didn't have as many clothes here as she'd like, case in point her 'getting dressed' had consisted of putting on a pair of boyshorts that were so short the t-shirt of his she'd 'borrowed' – cutie thought he was getting it back, pfft, no chance – was so long it looked like it was all she was wearing, she could make do.
Not like you'll be wearing clothes much anyway …
Plus! She had her clothes in her suitcase and a washing machine in Naruto's apartment. There was no need to leave ever really.
Ooh. That was a pleasant thought, but she stomped down the warm feelings in her tummy that came when she thought about living with Naruto. That was getting ahead of herself.
Although, Naruto had already been making changes to his home to accommodate her, ever since Shikamaru had moved out really … and she did spend an awful lot of time here. And it wasn't like Naruto was going to complain about having his new, apparently increasingly horny girlfriend at home every day and night.
And if she was made to choose which blond she wanted to live with more … well, Ino would understand.
'Hey Sakura-chan?' Naruto said, bringing her back to Earth, appearing before her in the light grey pyjama bottoms and dark orange t-shirt that went with them.
She did her best not to notice how little they hid just how lucky a woman she was.
It was a day for failing to hide things though because when she dragged her eyes back up to Naruto's face he was smirking at her sexily.
'Hey babe,' he chuckled as he pushed a can of Diet Coke into her hand. 'Can I sit on the sofa or should I take the armchair?'
He leant down and kissed her forehead gently. 'Don't want you to get even sorer just cos you can't keep your hands to yourself.
She blushed, hard, and grumbled indignantly. 'I am not some horny teenager, sit wherever you want.'
Naruto winked, her stomach flip-flopped and something lower ached in the good way. Right before her thighs and knees ached in the bad way.
He slipped past her and onto the sofa, his body already moulding to hers pleasantly before planting a slow kiss next to her ear, immediately sending delighted shivers through her body.
Sexy prick.
'Could have fooled me Sakura-chan,' he whispered, his voice promising all sorts of things she now knew he could deliver on. 'Besides, you turn me into a horny teenager, I think you're doing horny teenagers a disservice.'
He kissed her neck and sent yet more shivers through her entire body, her free hand coming up to grip at his hair as she arched her neck to give him more access.
'Mmmmm,' she hummed happily as he wrapped himself around her, continuing to kiss her neck delicately. 'Speaking of horny teenagers …'
'Hm?' Naruto stopped kissing her neck. She could have cried, but thankfully he was still holding her and that would do for now.
'Someone promised me fantasies,' she said, turning in his grip to kiss his mouth softly. 'Spill Whiskers.'
'Oh God, that's back?' He raised his eyebrows and reclined back. 'You promised to stop calling me that once the tattoos were gone.'
She had. And she'd meant it. But then she'd realised it made him blush, which going by how his cheeks were a little pink right now it still did, which yay, it had become a very rare tool in her arsenal to tease him with.
Because if he was going to be able to wink at her and make her have to repress girlish giggles despite being in her late twenties, she was going to get him back.
But that had got her into trouble more than once, trouble she now recognised as missed opportunities as her sore body could attest to the fact that teasing Naruto brought out a very … fun side of the loveable goofball.
So yeah, she'd stopped. Because well … she'd been a dumbass.
But they were a couple now. So it could come back.
She smiled at him, doing her best to make him blush a little harder before leaning in to rub her nose against his. 'I did. But girlfriends get to call their boyfriends by pet names like that right?'
He rolled his eyes, but she could see the little thrill of joy calling him her boyfriend had caused. Excellent poker face or not, this close to it she could see the way his eyes lit up.
So she pressed the advantage.
'And you call me Sakura-chan right?'
'That's …'
'So Whiskers?' She kissed his nose, cutting him off from any further complaint. Though it could have been how she draped her arms around his neck. Either or. 'Yes?'
'Fine,' he muttered, smiling despite himself. 'You're lucky you're cute.'
She scrunched her face up at him, which made him laugh, and they kissed slowly, his hands cradling the back of her head and splaying over her back respectively.
'Good,' she said, breaking the sweet kiss and resting back, picking back up her can of Diet Coke and opening it. 'Now, you promised me fantasies. And I know you want to hear mine.'
He winked and Sakura shook her head fondly and passed him his can of Pepsi Max she'd only just seen was on his coffee table too.
'Wanna go chronological or most common Sakura-chan?' he asked, opening his own drink and jokingly clinking it against hers. 'Think we can both assume sex in my shower is one, and that's a very common one for me.'
'Me too,' Sakura said, not getting distracted by the pleased smirk it earned. 'Though we have only done two of them, and we've not even touched the ones I've had about my shower yet …'
She let that sit in the air, ignoring the way his pyjamas twitched almost imperceptibly.
'But I think we start chronologically babe,' she continued after taking a long sip of her drink and savouring the way he was looking at her right now. Like he was considering scooping her up and taking to his bedroom anyway, sore or not. It made her tingle all over.
Effortlessly sexy, it was unfair how easy he made it look she swore.
He'd pay for it being so easy later, when she was less sore. And with that pleasing thought she took a steadying mental breath and forced herself not to smile at him as he eased back and watched her fondly.
Because what she was about to say needed to be taken seriously. Because she meant it, and for the love of almighty God, if they were going to have sex tonight …
A tremble of an ache ran up the inside of the thighs to her clit.
… Much later tonight, he was going to have to believe her when she said it.
She poked him on the nose gently and frowned as deeply as she could. She doubted she even tilted her lips down more than half a millimetre though.
'First things first though Naruto,' she said, staring in his gorgeous blue eyes. 'I don't care how much you approve of any of the fantasies I'm about to share, or me the ones you share … your hands are going to stay off me because I am sore.'
She poked him in the nose again and Naruto smiled. Sexily.
Damn it.
'Promise Sakura-chan,' he said, holding his hands up by his head in acknowledgement. 'My dick's sore too.'
She resisted the urge to offer to kiss it better. Just.
'Though,' he started with a smile that was practically vulpine. 'Doesn't it depend where I touch you?'
His hand ran over her back, sending delicious shivers down her spine that were so enjoyable she almost didn't catch him reaching for her breast.
She slapped his hand playfully and glared. 'Behave. Sore.'
The blond laughed and held his hands up again, fully reclining into the sofa and sipping at his drink. 'Okay, okay. Ladies first then?'
Sakura shrugged. 'Sure, though I guess if we talking fantasies do we just mean sex ones or like … first kiss ones?'
She blushed a little, and then a lot when Naruto smiled that stupid sexy smile. One of them at least. He had many sexy smiles okay?
This one made her feel all warm and goofy and made her want to crawl into a ball and giggle endlessly. It was that kind of sexy smile.
'I mean,' Naruto said nonchalantly. 'I definitely thought about kissing you first before I found out what sex was so sure.'
The need to giggle incessantly dialled up to eleven, and her curiosity as to when Naruto had first wanted to kiss her was palpable. She needed to know now. Was it before she did? After? The same time? Had she really been missing the obvious hints that their friends had been insisting were there for as long as they'd been making them?
Maybe not Ino.
Because Ino had been insisting that Naruto had liked her before any of them really understood what liking someone even meant. Since they were eight for God's sake.
A sudden memory that made her toes curl in pure remembered embarrassment reminded her that she had most assuredly once asked boys if they 'like liked' her.
Anyone who ever said their teenage years were the best years of their lives should be treated with utmost of suspicion and had clearly not been a teenaged girl in school. Because good God was she glad she was in her late twenties now.
Though she supposed school would have been better if her boyfriend had been Naruto and not Sasuke.
No, that was a rabbit hole she wouldn't go down. Again.
They were together now, and that was always going to be better and more important than what-could-have-beens.
And said boyfriend was waiting for her to tell her all the ways she'd kissed and fucked him in her head. It was only fair to tell him.
So you know … they could come true.
A threatening ache trembled through her.
Later. They could come true later.
'Okay so,' Sakura said, putting her drink down and laying back into the cushions of the chair, leaving her legs entwined with Naruto's. 'I first thought about kissing you, and you being my first kiss at my eleventh birthday party.'
Naruto raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.
Which she took as an invitation to continue. 'You'd got me a really nice present for my birthday, you probably don't remember, your mom must have picked it out –'
'Cherry blossom pendant on a golden necklace,' Naruto interrupted with a small smile. 'I saw it on a market stall when I was out with my grandma.'
'Oh.' Sakura blushed. 'You did?'
'Mhmm,' Naruto hummed, stroking the outside of her calf gently. 'According to Grandma I said it was almost as pretty as you were.'
'That's – I mean,' Sakura stumbled over her words as her face burned hotter. She played with her hair. Fiddled with it really. She couldn't help it. Shut up. 'Guess you've always thought I was pretty huh?'
He laughed softly. 'Yeah, cos you always have been.'
She looked away and smiled to herself. 'I still have the necklace you know, it's too small for me now but I still have it.'
He smiled some more and blushed just a little. 'I'm happy you liked it so much.'
God she wanted to kiss him so damn much.
Which she could right? Just whenever she wanted and kissing wasn't fucking so it wasn't going to make her sorer.
Yeah! God, way to be such a teenager about it Sakura.
She crawled over to him on the sofa and moulded into his body, his arms wrapping around her instinctively as she sought out his lips.
It was a quick kiss, the kiss she probably would have given him at eleven if she was being honest, but to her it held all the kisses she'd wanted to give him throughout their entire friendship and the promise of the millions she would give him in the future.
As she pulled back, just far enough to see every fleck of colour in his eyes shine with his reflexive smile, she whispered. 'Thank you for the necklace Naruto.'
He cradled the back of her head and brought her back down for an equally sweet and gentle kiss.
'You're welcome Sakura-chan.'
She sighed and rested her head over his heartbeat and smiled. 'I've been meaning to put the pendant on a charm bracelet actually, I didn't because I didn't want to risk losing it but …'
Naruto kissed her forehead as she arched to look up at him and God, she was never going to get tired of his lips.
'I think that's a lovely idea Sakura-chan,' he said into her skin, his fingers idly playing with her hair in a way that swept away any anxiety she'd ever had. 'I'm surprised you still have it at all really.'
She propped herself up on her forearms and frowned. 'Of course I do. I've kept every present you've ever given me Naruto. They're from you.'
He blushed and smiled again, earning himself another, longer but still sweet kiss.
'So go on,' Sakura said, nestling down on top of him, the back of her head low enough on his chest she could look up at him, their fingers lacing together as Naruto opened his legs wider for her. 'When did you first think of kissing me?'
'It's not as sweet as your time …'
Oh now she had to know. 'Don't care, spill.'
He snorted. 'I was six.'
'Six?!'
'Yup.'
Sakura stared up at him but he wasn't looking at her, he was smiling like he had a secret and didn't want to share it. But that was not flying right now. Because if she'd had to know before … now she needed to know.
'Whiskers!' she snapped, yanking on his t-shirt so he had to look down at her. 'You tell me right now or I swear to God!'
'Okay, okay,' Naruto said, placing a soft kiss against her forehead that did absolutely nothing to quell her curiosity, it intensified it if anything. 'So, I'd seen my parents, my grandparents … you get the idea, kiss and I asked my mom why they were doing that. She told me it was what people did to show people they loved them. So …'
He blushed and scratched at the back of his head with a bashful smile. 'I asked if that meant I should kiss you because I loved you.'
'Awwwww,' Sakura said, making Naruto blushed harder. She leant up to kiss under his chin as he grumbled. 'That's so cute Naruto!'
Really, it was so cute she could burst! She could picture little Naruto asking his mom about it and saying he was going to kiss her so resolutely as Kushina just smiled and …
Wait.
Wait.
Hadn't he once … when they were little … she had always thought she'd misremembered it. He'd kissed her on the cheek plenty of times as a little boy and heaven knew she'd pecked him on the cheek regularly whenever he'd earned one.
God, they really had been obvious.
But hadn't he actually kissed her on the lips when they were little?
'Naruto …' Sakura said as she moved so she was kneeling in front of him. She watched his face for any hint that she was remembering correctly. 'What did your mom say?'
He laughed awkwardly. 'She told me only to do it if you were okay with it, you know how strict my mother was always about consent.'
Which she did, and not like she'd ever had to tell Naruto, but well … yeah. That sounded like Kushina.
But that little confirmation was all she needed, the memory came roaring back.
'Oh my God, I remember!' Sakura said quickly, prodding his chest with all of her fingers excitedly. 'We were six, in my room, playing house or something and you asked for a kiss!'
'Yeah,' Naruto said, dragging out the syllable with a weak smile. 'Sorry?'
'Why are you sorry?!' Sakura practically shouted, her fingers bunching up his shirt. 'My first kiss was with you! It wasn't something that just got rushed past when Sasuke was trying to get my bra off, it was sweet and innocent and with you.'
Naruto made a face, something between uncertainty and awkwardly happy. 'I mean … if it's not kinda weird it was when we were six?'
Sakura rolled her eyes and leant in to kiss him very, very softly on the lips. 'A butterfly kiss off of six year old you is worth a thousand washing machine tongue kisses from jackass teenage boys.'
Naruto winced. 'I have a horrible feeling that's all teenage boys Sakura-chan, I'm sure Hinata could tell you stories.'
Hinata had in fact told them all stories. Naruto really needed to learn that women talked about that sort of stuff. That most people did in fact. Him actually being a gentleman and not doing locker room talk was not the norm.
God bless the lovable doofus.
And one of the stories Hinata had told them was that she apparently hadn't been Naruto's first kiss. But he'd refused to say who it was.
Sakura was actually kind of glad she hadn't been able to get details about it now she knew the answer. It might have taken even longer for Hinata and her to become as close as they were now. And she loved Hinata.
But the amount of wondering about who it was that they'd all done when Hinata had dropped that little nugget when they'd been having a grown-up girly sleepover, meaning Hinata had had the four of them over at her place and they'd all drunk too much to drive and decided just to sleep over, had been immense.
Naruto didn't need to know about that though.
He did deserve a little teasing for being so mysterious about it however.
'Oh I don't know Naruto,' Sakura said flirtily, walking her fingers up his chest pointedly. 'Never heard Hinata complain.'
Naruto blushed a little and rolled his eyes.
'Besides, I know you,' Sakura said, leaning in so their noses almost touched, her hands pressing into the arm rest behind his head so she didn't just collide with his face. Yet. 'You've considered me your first kiss this entire time, it's why you've never told anyone who it was with.'
He crossed his arms over his chest and looked away grumpily. It was cute. He was basically pouting for God's sake. How could it not be cute?
'Because if you did it would have led to more teasing and if you told people it was Hinata, it would have been a lie, and you hate lying.' Sakura's voice got a little smug, she could hear it, she didn't care, he was being adorably awkward. 'Right Whiskers?'
He grumbled and rolled his eyes again. 'It wasn't anyone's business.'
'And it won't be,' she whispered and kissed him. 'Promise.'
And it wouldn't. She liked that it was just their little secret. One of many little secrets they'd had over the years.
God. They were so obvious.
'Okay, so I like that, our first kiss was with each other. Perfect.' She gave him a slow kiss, she kept it closed mouthed but it was all the sweeter for it and lay down on him chest first and smiled up at him innocently. 'I think we should move past kisses though, let's just take it as read that we've been thinking about kissing each other a long time?'
Naruto let out a laugh and nodded. 'Safe bet, guess we should also move past all the fantasies from high school and safely assume we'd have spent a lot of time in each other's bedrooms with the door locked and music playing loudly so our parents wouldn't know what we were up to?'
She giggled and shook her head. 'Do you remember the moment you realised that your parents probably knew exactly what you were doing with Hinata in your room?'
Naruto shuddered comically. 'Yeah, gotta give them credit for not calling me out on my sudden deep love for James Blunt. Though my dad did buy me his new album after I'd been with Hinata a few months. Said we must be sick of listening to the same album over and over …'
Sakura smothered a giggle at the face Naruto pulled and winced in sympathy. 'See I at least had a plausible excuse for why I was constantly playing No Doubt.'
He brought his hands to rest at the small of her back and chuckled. 'Ah, your Gwen Stefani phase.'
She grinned 'That shit was bananas.'
They laughed together and kissed slowly, Sakura smiling at him fondly. 'My parents totally knew though.'
'Without a doubt,' Naruto said, cupping Sakura's cheek and rubbing the pad of his thumb over her skin. 'Not even you like Gwen Stefani that much.'
Sakura mock-gasped, pressing her palm to her chest and doing her best not to laugh. 'Slander! Just for that I'm putting it on when we next have sex.'
He smirked and cupped her ass with both hands before pressing his lips to her forehead. 'I'd rather you didn't.'
She raised an eyebrow at him, biting her bottom lip just a little as he squeezed her whole ass with his gloriously big hands. 'Why not?'
'Cos,' Naruto murmured, pulling up her chin with a curled finger and stopping a hair from kissing her. 'I prefer the music you make.'
Sore.
Sore.
She was sore.
But God did she want to mount him for that one. Just pull down his pyjama bottoms, pull her underwear to the side and …
SORE.
And suddenly so much hotter than she was before. Or was it just her face?
He took her lips in a playful kiss and gave her ass another long squeeze, a little moan trickling over her tongue.
'Fine,' Sakura muttered, looking anywhere but his sexy smug face when he pulled back. 'No Gwen Stefani.'
'Unless it was a fantasy?' Naruto teased, another playful kiss, this time against her cheek, punctuated the question. 'Cos that's what we're meant to be talking about right?'
Yeah … yeah that was it, wasn't it?
But Naruto's lips were coming back to hers, and his wonderful hand was moving up under her shirt, the bagginess of it making his path even easier, the now familiar warmth of his touch sending anticipatory shivers up her spine, and down it, and she couldn't help but reposition further into his lap.
She could enjoy herself a little before getting back on topic though, right?
His unoccupied hand was in her hair, and as his fingers started to grip, she groaned into his mouth and started to roll her hips, making him grunt approvingly back as she felt the tip of his dick stroke along her lips through their clothes.
'You know,' she whispered into a slow kiss, cos if she didn't he was going to be in her before she remembered to talk again. 'This is actually one of my fantasies.'
'Oh?' Naruto asked. 'Fucking on my sofa?'
'Uh huh,' she replied. Her hands going to his head, making fists around his feather soft hair and kissing him with every other breath. 'Mostly like this, I've dreamt about riding you on it ever since I realised it was long enough for you to lay down on fully.'
She lifted up, her legs sliding either side of his hips, her hands dragging over his chest as she sat up, his own hands falling to her hips. He squeezed gently as she rolled back and forth, grinding on him languidly.
Her head rolled back for a moment and when it came back down, Naruto's eyes weren't on hers. But the two points coming through her shirt.
His dick pulsed under her and Sakura pointedly ignored the ache that met it.
Just because she was straddling him didn't mean he was getting in her yet. Her body could shut up. She was enjoying the way he was looking at her. She'd waited long enough for it and a few days' worth wasn't enough.
In this moment she was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen and he couldn't believe he was the lucky man who got to touch her. To please her, to love her.
No other man had ever made her feel this desirable and now she had it, she didn't want to let it go.
So fuck if her traitorous vagina was still recovering, she was going to do or say anything she could think of to keep him looking at her like that.
And thankfully she knew exactly how to start.
'Have you thought about us and this sofa Naruto?' she practically purred. She felt a little silly for it but Naruto blushed some more and she stopped caring.
'Yeah,' Naruto said, swallowing hard and mumbling something inaudible. 'Yeah, I have.'
'Tell me?' she asked, running a pattern over his covered chest with one finger.
He smiled up at her, propping himself up in a way that was definitely meant to push his hardening dick against her some more. Tease.
'Well sometimes I've thought about being sat up while you ride my lap, with your breasts in my face.'
She cast a deliberate look down at her chest, which she might be pushing just a little forward, and caught him looking at them again, though he didn't stop when he noticed she'd seen.
No, he just smiled a little more vulpine and Sakura had to resist the urge to immediately remove her shirt.
It was blocking his view, and he had every right to see all of her whenever he wanted. Besides, it was technically his shirt, she should probably give it back …
'We can do that,' Sakura said instead. After gargantuan effort. 'Anything else?'
'I've also thought about bending you over the arm and fucking you from behind until you scream into the pillow.'
Her cheeks heated just a little. Okay a lot.
Because, well.
'Me too.'
His eyes were still moving back and forth between her face and her girls. He thrust up just slightly and Sakura hummed in approval.
'Tease.'
Naruto shrugged his shoulders. 'You love it.'
She did. Hell she'd prayed he would be like this, begged and pleaded with the heavens that Naruto would be exactly what she loved in the bedroom. That he was and more made her heart sing.
And her clit tingle.
Speaking of teasing though. She wasn't the only one who liked to be teased after all.
'Though, that's just the tip of the iceberg of what I want you to do to me on this couch.' She ran her hands up his chest, dragging them back down to where their bodies met and never breaking eye contact with him.
'Oh?'
He tried to play nonchalant but it was hard to buy when she could feel every twitch of excitement directly against her crotch.
It was cute he was trying though.
Too cute really, because as much as she was definitely enjoying herself, it was getting harder to ignore the weary ache in her thighs and lips.
She needed to not be on his perfect body before it was too late. She didn't actually want to not be able to walk tomorrow.
'Mhmm,' she said sensually, starting to shift her weight to get off him. 'But I'll only tell you …'
His hands were moving again, one to her ass, sliding across both of her cheeks with already practiced ease that made her stomach flutter, and the other was slipping under the front of her shirt, his fingertips centimetres from the curve of her breast before she really noticed.
It might have been the hardest thing she'd done in recent memory to slip out of his grasp before his masterful fingers reached their goal.
But she had to.
Damn it, she wished she didn't.
'… if you check you're not burning our dinner.'
She stepped to the side and put the coffee table between them, pointing dramatically at the kitchen part of his apartment.
For comedic effect.
And not because she could see how hard he was through his bottoms and all she could think about was bouncing right back into his lap immediately.
Sans her clothes.
Ahem.
Naruto, whose hands were still exactly where they'd been before she'd moved, if a little off centre where they'd been knocked by her body, froze in place for a moment and then let out a long breath and laughed as his hands dropped to his face.
'Good thing one of us remembered we're sore huh, Sakura-chan?'
'Trust me,' Sakura said with a small laugh of her own. 'I wish we weren't.'
He gave her a playful wink and nodded at her chest. 'I can see that.'
She blushed a little and crossed her arms over her chest with a half-smile. 'Go check the food perv, maybe having our hands busy with food will make us behave.'
'I'd rather my hands were busy with you…' Naruto murmured just loud enough for her to hear.
'I heard that.'
'You were meant to.'
A little thrill ran through and she watched his ass as he walked back over to his kitchen before sighing as she sat back down on the sofa, right into the corner with her legs pulled up, sipping on her Diet Coke, waiting for Naruto to come back so they could keep talking.
Actually talking too.
She really did want to talk about their fantasies, she was endlessly curious and –
Horny as shit.
But while she most likely wouldn't mind being sorer because of it … she had to at least try to let her body heal. And Naruto's.
She could see him wincing even as he walked to the kitchen. He might do a much more physical job than her but even he seemed to be a little worn out from days of making up for lost time.
Which was why they weren't still talking about their fantasies, because if she needed time to let her brain actually stop being hornier than a teenager seeing a bra for the first time, she was pretty sure Naruto did too.
And actively telling him the things she'd thought about him doing to her in his kitchen wouldn't help with that. Like at all.
But as she continued to watch him, including the silly faces he mustn't have been aware he was pulling, as he wrestled with getting the pizza out and then cutting it into manageable slices, and smiling to himself as he loaded up a tray with plates and paper towels and an extra couple of drinks for them, she knew …
If he made another move on her she wasn't stopping him again. She didn't think she'd be able to even if she wanted to.
And she really didn't want to.
It wasn't her fault he was both effortlessly sexy and heart-meltingly cute. Besides, she'd spent far too much of her life not just kissing and/or sleeping with him, she was allowed to be this easily seduced if you asked her.
Fuck it, she could always soak in the tub alone with some of that Epsom salt Naruto kept under the bathroom sink for an hour, if he made another move. And if the salts didn't work, Naruto had been keeping multiple bottles of muscle relaxing lotion in his bathroom from even before he became a police officer.
Naruto reappeared next to her, sliding the tray onto the coffee table and leaning in for a kiss.
She met him with closed lips and pulled back before his devilish tongue could even think of changing her mind.
'So,' Naruto said with a smile, handing her a plate with three slices of pizza. The ones with more of the toppings on them she noted. Like he always did. With everything. Her first, him second.
Aaaand now she wanted to be his topping.
Down girl.
'As much as I really, really want to keep up the sexy talk and find out all of your fantasies about me …' Naruto said, wincing visibly as he sat back down next to her. 'I don't think we'd be able to stop ourselves from making them reality. And well …'
He gestured at his crotch and Sakura pulled a sympathetic face. And squashed the disappointment that came from her indecisive body. Seriously, pick a lane, more fucking or no fucking, it couldn't have it both ways.
'Sorry Sakura-chan,' he said, looking straight into her eyes with that soulful gaze she'd always lost herself in. 'Rain check?'
He looked so disappointed and guilty. Like he was letting her down because his body had given out on him. Like he hadn't spent the last few days blowing her mind and making her happier than she'd ever been.
Well that wasn't going to be allowed to stand.
She might want to know all of his fantasies, and tell him all of hers, right now, but if he was in genuine pain?
They could wait. Maybe it would feel a little forced to just ask him later, maybe, or maybe she could use her creativity to eke them out of him later. Not like they were going to be running out of chances to make love any time soon.
And his well-being was much more important than her curiosity.
He was so much more important than that.
'Hey.' She pulled his face down to hers and kissed him gently. 'Of course babe. Besides, we've shared a couple and it'll probably be sexier if we just spring them on each other hm?'
'Spring huh?' Naruto teased. 'Got plans for me have you?'
Sakura stuck out her tongue at him playfully. 'You have no idea. I asked which handcuffs earlier remember?'
He rewarded her with a dirty little chuckle. 'Still think we should set up a safe word just in case you aren't down for something?'
She did her best not to snort.
The list of things she'd let him do to her would fill several novels. Long ones.
'Sure babe,' she whispered into another gentle kiss. 'How about banana?'
'Banana?' Naruto asked, the whisper of his smile turning up her lips. 'Really?'
'Mhmm,' she said, turning to pick up another slice of pizza and humming delightedly. 'Gonna tell me you could stay in the moment if I suddenly started shouting banana?'
He docked his head to the side and smirked. 'No, probably not. Alright, banana it is.'
'Good,' she said, shoving his own pizza laden plate towards him. 'Now eat, doctor's orders.'
'Yes Doctor,' he teased, poking her in the side, light enough it actually didn't tickle. Which was the final nail in the coffin that was deciding they were going to behave.
Naruto wasn't tickling her when he had a golden opportunity and express permission? Yeah. Time to really calm it down.
She stuck her tongue out at him all the same. 'Don't be a smartass Whiskers, now put something on for us to watch.'
He scooped up the TV remote and slung an arm around her as she nestled into his side, pulling her feet up under her on the sofa.
'Anything in particular you wanna watch Sakura-chan?'
'I don't care,' she said simply, slipping her hand into his free one and squeezing it. She let out a long, happy sigh when he squeezed back.
Because she really didn't care.
She didn't care that they had to take a break from the sexy stuff. That she couldn't really move at the moment, or that she was eating terribly unhealthy food after a weekend of much the same.
Being with him was all she cared about.
He kissed the top of her head and lingered long enough she could feel his smile again.
It was radiant.
And so was he.
'Me neither.'
The TV flicked on and Naruto put something on but she didn't think even he knew what was on the screen right now.
The world only went as far as them cuddling on the sofa like the couple they'd always been told they were meant to be.
Only now they knew it too.
And that knowledge was worth more to her than all the fantasies she could ever dream up.
So she'd sit here, snuggle into her man and watch crap on TV for as long as she wanted and there was nothing and nobody who could stop her.
'Love you Naruto,' she said, tilting her head to rest on his chest.
'Love you too Sakura-chan,' Naruto replied, squeezing her fingers one more time and kissing her temple. 'So very much.'
AN: Okay for real? I am genuinely very pleased with how sweet the story of Naruto and Sakura's first kiss came out. It's so wholesome and I think a lot of you forget I can do that too XD.
Plus yes, Sakura has a box of all the presents Naruto has ever given her ... that can fit in a box that is, and it's quite big and she looks at it whenever she needs cheering up. Naruto similarly has a lot of presents Sakura has given him over the years but the presents Sakura has given him over the years have been easier to explain as her just knowing him really well and not clearly presents for a boyfriend from a girlfriend.
Naruto has that effortless rizz I believe the kids would say lol. I don't know, I'm in my 30s now and I barely knew the slang when I was a kid.
Anywho, hope you enjoyed it, see you later!