Naruto thought he would have time to breathe, saving the world and bringing peace to the lands.

No.

Learn about the history of Konoha, memorize these policies, go to these villages for diplomatic missions — Sixth Hokage Kakashi-sensei-sama didn't give him a break!

Weeks turned into months turned into years, and yet, somehow, Naruto still didn't have a schedule, instead he was juggling all of Kakashi's tasks.

"I hate this job," Kakashi said with his hands folded in front of his face mask. "But I can't let you take over until you've learned everything it takes to run a village. There are no shortcuts, you know?"

Naruto grumbled kicking rocks as he left the Hokage's office. Of course, he knew there were no shortcuts, that washisline!

Kakashi worked him like a dog, and the only time he ever had for himself, he gave to Sakura.

Whether it was visiting her at the hospital and grabbing a quick lunch, or when their schedules aligned, allowing them to get dinner and then catch a movie. He always had time for Sakura.

Naruto couldn't put a name on what their relationship was. Maybe it was more than friends, less than lovers — the shadow of Sasuke always weighing in the back of Naruto's mind like a tumour. Always cutting his flirtations short, always keeping his eyes on Sakura's body chaste, even when she wore something that showed more cleavage than usual, or something tight that accentuated her ass.

Naruto beat back his desires, even if they were fierce, out of respect for Sakura and Sasuke and whatever they did or did not have.

But his desires sure were fierce. The sort of yearning that came from years of fooling himself into thinking she was his one true love. Of collecting all that desire towards her, that even when he realized maybe he wasn't being honest with himself about her, it had become so potent, like it'd been fermented, lust that exceeded the boundaries of friendship.

Still, despite everything, he persisted, being his normal self with her, or so he had thought.

They sat at his small kitchen table, buzzed from a few bottles of beer and glasses of wine. The flush on Sakura's cheeks suited her, a softer pink than her hair, painted red lips coiled in a coquettish smile that Naruto found difficult to tear his eyes away from.

"How come you don't have a girlfriend?"

Naruto's eyes shot up to meet Sakura's. A knowing look that made sweat bead on the back of his neck.

"Huh? Oh, y'know I'm way too busy with all the shit Kakashi-sensei gives me. Don't really have time I guess."

Sakura leaned her elbows on the table, seafoam green scanning his face.

"But, Naruto, you spend time with me," she said, softly. "Youmaketime for me."

"Well, you're my best friend, y'know of course I —"

Except for once, as long as they'd known each other, Sakura had always been a straight shooter with him. Even if it meant insulting his feelings or being exceptionally blunt.

Even if it meant putting her foot in her mouth.

"Naruto, you're not in love with me. You know that, right? I was only in your sights because you've always been chasing Sasuke-kun, isn't it? Even if he and I…you should find a girl for yourself, Naruto."

Naruto's blood boiled, a type of irritation he hadn't felt with Sakura in ages.

The last time maybe when she tried to interrupt his and Sasuke's fight on the rooftop — and this was much worse.

Naruto exhaled, fighting the urge to scoff.

As if it were that easy. As if he could abandon all the whispers of her that he kept in his heart. The memories he had of her, the strength she gave him, his dreams, his fantasies — hislust.

Since they were kids, Sakura always thought she was a head of the class, understanding every detail, if not superior in ability then at least superior in her knowledge.

So assured about everyone other than herself.

"Yeah, okay, I don't love you, Sakura-chan."

She seemed surprised at his bluntness, leaning back in her chair and blinking at him. Naruto stood up, walking over to her side and towering over her.

"But that doesn't mean I don't wanna fuck the shit outta ya."

Sakura inhaled sharply, the chair squeaking as she recoiled in it, completely unprepared for Naruto's words.

Naruto placed his hand on the table leaning closer to Sakura, her head turned toward him, green eyes wide, pupils dilated.

"Doesn't mean I don't wanna throw you on this table and eat your cunt out 'til you're drippin' all over it, stainin' the wood."

"You…y-you can't talk to me like that." Her flush was dark now, not from alcohol and a good mood, but something primal. Her pouty mouth opened, like she was nearly panting, and despite her objection, her body was leaning toward him.

"Why not?"

"W-we're friends! Friends don't t-think about each other like that…"

Naruto shrugged. "Speak for yourself, Sakura-chan. I've been wantin' to see myself pressed up against that ass since the war ended."

"You're sick," she hissed.

But she didn't move when Naruto placed his hand on the back of her neck.

She didn't slap him or hit him or tell him to stop when his hand slid to her jaw, his thumb on her mouth, smudging her lipstick.

For a second it was like his dream — glittering emeralds looking straight at him,begginghim for it.

But Naruto's dreams had him kissing her softly, gently, a sensual press and slide of lips.

Now, his fingers fisted through her hair, Sakura gasping as he tugged, and that's when Naruto attacked.

It's a greedy kiss, it's forhim. Dipping his tongue into her mouth, rubbing it against Sakura's, the whimpers that fall from her mouth, Naruto drank up like the water of an oasis.

Naruto broke the kiss when they were nearly breathless, Sakura's eyes hazy as she stared up at him, her lipstick nearly smeared off, the waxy taste of it on Naruto's tongue when he ran it over his lips.

He pulled her up off the chair, and the manhandling sparked a fire in Sakura, her hands gripping his shirt, pulling him into another kiss.

This time she's feisty like she should be, hungry, her lips eager against his, angry too, her teeth sinking into his bottom lip and swallowing Naruto's moans.

Their bodies are flushed against each other, Naruto's hands on Sakura's hips as she controlled the kiss, her hands tugging at his hair. The kiss becoming deeper, tongues twining against each other, Sakura tasting him, savouring the kiss like he's her favourite treat. The kiss was so sticky wet, when they broke again a string of saliva stretched between them, snapping with too much tension and falling on Sakura's lip, her tongue quick over it, like she wanted more.

"You want me."

Her eyes narrowed, her brow furrowed, the flush on her cheeks coloured with her anger. "Go fuck yourself!"

Naruto's fantasies always had them fumbling around his apartment, searching for his bedroom, unable to stop touching each other.

And he wanted her just as badly — no, even more so, which is why he couldn't wait that long. He paid attention to if Sakura would say 'stop!' as he arranged her on the kitchen table, but she didn't fight his grip.

Sakura lay there with her stormy green eyes, half anger and half lust, and Naruto had never been so hard in his life.

Naruto pushed her red tube top up her chest, groaning at the mouth-watering sight of her bare tits staring back at him. A cute handful, small and perky with pink nipples that were hard like sugar candy.

"What the fuck…"

She glared back at his questing gaze. "Bra straps would clash with this top!"

Naruto was pretty sure there were such things as strapless bras but he kept his mouth shut on that front, reaching out and groping her tits, his thumb brushing over her nipples.

Maybe not quite a handful, but it didn't matter, they belonged to Sakura, and that made heat pour down his stomach, his cock rubbing against his boxers, wetting the cloth with his precum.

Sakura's eyes fluttered, moaning as he worked her tits over, her hips subtly twitching, bringing Naruto's attention to her pants.

And how he wanted themoff.

"You're always dressin' so sexy around me these days," Naruto murmured as he unbuttoned her pants, unzipping them too. "You know how hard it is tonotstare at your ass when you wear these?"

"You're imagining things you pervert," Sakura said, but it was breathy, her hips raising off the table so he could easily slip her pants and panties down off her legs.

Her soaked panties.

Naruto licked his lips, feeling the texture of her panties between his fingers, her arousal sticking to his skin before he dropped it on the ground. "You're wet."

"It's from the wine."

Sakura sure had a response for everything, but Naruto didn't have the mindfulness to be offended. Not when he had her here, not as a fantasy but in the flesh, within reach.

Her cheeks pink with desire, eyes so needy they'd become soft like saltwater taffy, her pouty mouth panting — gagging for it.

She wanted to be fucked. Sakura wanted to be fucked byhim.

Naruto's cock was so hard it almost hurt, throbbing in his pants, precum dripping from the tip.

"Tell me you want me," Naruto said as he reached for his waistband, watching Sakura with hungry eyes, waiting for words he always wanted to hear fall from her lips.

Like always, she didn't make it easy for him.

"I always thought you were a man of action, Naruto. So why are you talking so much?"

She spread her legs and Naruto sucked in his breath at the sight of how wet her cunt was, like it'd be pointless to eat her out, he'd drown in her arousal.

And he wanted to do it anyway.

He wanted to doeverythingto Sakura. He wanted to kiss and suck on her tits, bite them until they were marked by him. He wanted her to wrap her legs around his neck, keep him down to eat her out until every breath he took tasted of her. He wanted to flip her around, play with her fat ass. He wanted to feel her between his fingers, wanted to kiss her cheeks and mark them too.

He wanted to dig his tongue into her asshole.

He wanted to fuck her ass cheeks and spill his load all over her back.

But first things first, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Naruto gripped the waistband of his boxers and pants pulling them down together and kicking them off, his impossibly hard cock bobbing in the air.

"Oh my fucking god!"

Naruto grinned, stroking himself to Sakura's expression, her brows raised, eyes wide like a deer's, mouth dropping open.

It was almost comical, except it made his cock twitch, precum smearing onto his fingertips, heat coursing down his pelvis.

"See somethin' you like, Sakura-chan?" He sang, stepping close to the table, making a show of his slow strokes, letting his tip be free and exposed, shiny with his arousal, before covering it with his tanned foreskin. "All you gotta do is ask and it's yours, y'know?"

"A nice guy, incredibly stupid, and has a fat cock…is this what Ino meant by a 'himbo'?"

"Hey! Are you complimentin' me or insultin' me? I can't tell!"

"No, definitely a himbo," Sakura muttered to herself, shaking her head.

Naruto pouted, grabbing Sakura under her thighs and around her hips, making her yelp as he dragged her ass to the edge of the table. He ran his hands up to the inside of her knees, flexing out her legs so they were rested against his chest, her feet by his face. He moved his hands slowly up her thighs, then legs, gripping around her slim ankles, turning to give one a little kiss.

"Prepare yourself, Sakura-chan. When I'm done with you, even when you see a rooster, you'll be gettin' wet, thinkin' about my cock."

Sakura's mouth dropped open, a scoff leaving her lips and her eyes rolling at him in disgust. "Naruto! That's the stupidest fucking thing I'veeverheard from your —fuck!"

Naruto pounded her hard. Even with his size, she was just so wet, taking most of his cock with ease. Naruto lowered his hands from her ankles to right above her knees, for better leverage from him as he worked his cock in and out of Sakura's clenching cunt.

"God, oh god,fuck, you're so big!" Sakura whined as he pressed more and more of his cock into her, letting his size stretch her pussy out until he was hitting all the way to the back. He reached down and lifted Sakura's hips a bit, experimenting with the different angles of his cock filling her up until he found a short and steep one that made Sakura hiss, her pussy clamping down on him like it was its life's purpose. "What the fuuuuck, Naruto, god!"

"I told you, Sakura-chan," Naruto grunted, as he thrusted, the mixture of her cunt's heat, wetness and tightness a perfect score, a perfect cunt, the pleasure of it melting from the length of his cock down to his balls. "I'm gonna fuck the shit outta you, gonna mess you up completely, y'know? I've wanted this for so long."

Sakura only answered with a lengthy moan, her neck stretched, watching as he fucked her, the nasty sloppy wet sounds of sex as his fat cock filled her dripping cunt. Naruto angled his thrusts to make sure he rubbed the front of her cervix, hips swaying to grind himself there, and then pulling back all the way to the tip, Naruto groaning as he watched her lips stretch tight around his head, shoving it sharply up, fucking against her g-spot.

Naruto reached out, pawing at her small chest again, pinching her cute nipples and rolling them between his fingers as he pounded into her.

"That huuuurts," Sakura whined, but her eyes fluttered at him, her hips bucking up. Naruto smirked as her cunt fluttered and pulsed on his length, harsher on his cock the harder he pinched, giving her relief by switching back and forth.

"Yeah I bet it does. Feels good though, don't it?"

Sakura moaned, her eyes rolling back, though not with annoyance this time. Naruto laughed.

"I get it, your cunt's doin' the talkin' this time, yeah?"

Her body was primed, somehow he could just tell, like he'd fucked her a hundred times before — and he sort of did, in his fantasies at least.

Sakura's cunt sloppy wet, coating his cock in so much of her arousal that it dripped down his length to his balls, turning his inner thighs sticky. Her hips twisting and writhing, half to get away from his forceful thrusts and half to try and ride him deeper, like her body couldn't tell if the pleasure was too much or not enough. Her stomach muscles clenching like her cunt, her thighs twitching, her head flat on the table now, an elbow covering her eyes.

"Look at me, Sakura-chan. Fuckin' look at me. Watch who the hell is gonna make you come your brains out."

Her arm raised to over her forehead, glistening emeralds on the cusp of tears gazing at him now, burning through Naruto, his blood boiling again, but with the sweetness of lust.

"Please, please, Naruto, fuck, I want to come!"

Naruto smiled. "You just needed to ask, y'know?"

His left hand slid over her mound, fingers flexing against the wet patch of her pink hair, skin sticky with the abundant arousal. Naruto's thumb on her clit, circling it, then switching to rubbing it, trying different things until it felt it, the strongest pulse yet of Sakura's cunt, her hips trembling under his touch.

"God,fuuuck,"Sakura whimpered, her cunt so gushy wet it was almost like she pissed herself, soaking Naruto's pelvis in her slick.

"That's it, shit, just like that Sakura-chan, fuck," Naruto panted as he barely finished his short thrusts, his mind burning with the sight of Sakura wrecked by pleasure, by the pleasurehedelivered.

His dreams couldn't hold a candle to this.

"You're so fuckin' pretty, Sakura-chan."

Her walls fluttered, a hot, wet, sucking massage of his cock and Naruto swore, calling Sakura's name again as he came, pumping his sensitive cock to the hilt and back to the tip, his cum spilling easily out onto Sakura's thighs as he churned it.

Naruto breathed slowly, enjoying the aftershocks of Sakura's orgasm, her cunt twitching on his length, Sakura's whimpers as Naruto couldn't help himself from rocking into her.

Finally he pulled out and some of his load came with it, keeping his shaft white as more splattered on the ground.

Sakura's pretty pink pussy was all messy and gaped now, Naruto's cream dripping out and smeared against her flushed lips.

It looked so delicious. Naruto wanted to fall to his knees and eat himself out of her, make her come again with his lips sucking her clit, but Sakura pushed herself off the table, staring at his erect, cum-stained cock.

"What the fuck," she breathed, reaching out with a trembling hand, running her hand over his length as if to check if it was real. Naruto closed his eyes for a second, enjoying the warmth of her small palm, hips fucking slightly against it. "How are you still hard? You came a fucking gallon in me!"

Naruto laughed at her exaggeration, opening his eyes and looking at her.

That half anger, half lust again, but her hand was so needy on him, caressing his cock like a lover.

"You don't know…you just don't know how much I've wanted you, Sakura-chan. How much I've been dreamin' about you and havin' your cunt. But today, you're gonna find out, yeah?"

Naruto leaned down, cupping the back of her neck, kissing Sakura until she was so pliant in his touch, letting him lead her to his bedroom.

And that part was like his dreams, his fantasies, fumbling around, hands on each other nonstop — except when they got to his bed, the foolishness oflovewas gone, Naruto fucking Sakura like he hated her, her pussy coming so much on his cock she'd never, ever forget about it.

Even when she married someone else.