AN: Welcome to 2025 guys, told you I wasn't going to stop writing our favourite knuckleheads. Enjoy!

Summary: Sakura has something special in mind for her and Naruto's first wedding anniversary. Canon!AU.

Chapter Two: NaruSaku - Icing On The Cake

Naruto's mouth went dry as Sakura appeared in the small corridor that led to their bedroom and bathroom. A glint of light off of her wedding ring drawing his eyes away from his book and to the lacy, black lingerie she was only just about wearing.

The cups of the bra were so sheer he could see the pink of her nipples from where he was sat on the couch. The panties were a little less see-through but only a little, the tidily trimmed pink hairs above her pussy still clear through the fabric.

Yum.

This would be why she hadn't wanted to go out for their first wedding anniversary then. Thank God he'd already drawn the curtains for the night.

He'd been a little thrown by the change to be honest.

Their pre-wedding anniversaries, all three of them, had been a nice meal at a nice restaurant, drinking and dancing in one of the many bars that had popped up in Konoha since the rebuilding had got into full swing, and then some truly glorious sex that lasted into the early hours of the next morning.

This year, because it was their wedding anniversary, Sakura had said she wanted to do something a little different.

So he'd been given strict instructions.

He was to be home no later than five. She didn't care if Tsunade herself demanded he come to the Hokage mansion because of a last minute, emergency mission. He was to be home no later than that.

From five until tomorrow morning Mr Uzumaki, your ass belongs to me.

He liked when she called him that, and when she got a little forceful. It was hot.

Almost as hot as the look on her face when he called her Mrs Uzumaki.

Seriously, it was like the words were an aphrodisiac the things they did to his wife. Like, technically her name was Dr Uzumaki, but well, if Sakura liked the Mrs bit … he wasn't going to not turn his wife on.

Especially when calling her Mrs Uzumaki on a night time stroll through a park had led to Sakura dragging him into the bushes. They'd been pulling leaves and sticks out of their hair and clothes for days after that.

So yes, he'd been back at five and prepared himself for whatever Sakura had in mind for their first wedding anniversary.

She hadn't told him the actual plan you see. He'd assumed it would be some of Sakura's cooking, a newfound passion of hers over the last few months, exchange gifts, maybe watch something romantic and/or slow dance around the living room before they went to bed and annoyed their neighbours until morning.

And he'd been right about most of it so far, the food had been a truly amazing rice dish that he couldn't remember the name of right now. Truthfully he'd forgotten what the gifts had been, or what had been on the TV and radio.

For perfectly understandable reasons if you asked him.

She'd excused herself just before they were about to go to the bedroom, muttering something about getting dessert for them. Naruto had told her he really wasn't hungry anymore but Sakura had insisted. She'd told him to go sit down and disappeared into the bedroom. He'd thought that was a bit odd but had done as he was told.

What kind of dessert would she have kept in the bedroom?

Guess he knew now.

'Hey Naruto,' Sakura said with a wicked, enticing smile, a finger circling one of her already hard nipples through the bra.'Something wrong?'

God, her nipples were already hard.

Like he was, the strain in his boxers reminded him. Why was he wearing clothes again?

She leant against the doorframe, hips at an angle that made his eyes run over the surprisingly thin strand of fabric that would look better between his teeth than across her porcelain skin, and up to the swell of her full breasts.

And rock hard nipples that were almost tearing the sheer fabric.

God, the things he was going to do to her when he remembered how to move.

'Do you not like it?' Sakura asked, standing back up her, fingers playing with the string that looked like it could be pulled away from her waist by the brush of a finger. She came closer, her breasts jiggling enticingly with every step until she was stood in front of him. She leant forwards, placing her hands on her knees as she did so her lips were parallel to his forehead and her breasts filled his vision.'It looked cute when I tried it on.'

She pushed her arms together just a little and she nearly fell out of the bra. Fuck.

It was not helping him find the words to express just how much he definitelyliked the lingerie.

How it was possibly the sexiest thing he'd ever seen her wear.

Runner up being the time he'd 'caught' her accidentally trying on her old shorts from when she was fifteen. And the top.

So he'd walked into their bedroom to find his then girlfriend on her back, her legs trapped in the air, with her old shirt open because it couldn't fit over her breasts anymore. With mysteriously no bra or underwear to be seen.

Even he hadn't been naïve enough to think she hadn't planned that. What twenty-five year old woman tried on clothes that she'd worn when she was two cup sizes smaller and her hips hadn't come in fully yet?

She'd admitted to it afterwards of course. When she could talk again. Which had been hours later.

Well, he'd had to punish her for that silly behaviour hadn't he?

Sakura knew he couldn't help but stare at her when she bent over or put herself in any kind of compromising position. It was like one of those optical illusions where you can't look away. Not that he'd ever wanted to. And that finding her like that brought out the rougher side of him.

Going by how she stilldid shit like that, he sensed his punishments might only be encouraging her.

Oh well. He'd survive.

She'd apparently started doing it on purpose just to get him to notice she was hitting on him back before they got together. So to be honest, their entire relationship was founded on things like this.

So why hadn't he seen this coming again? His wife loved to tease him like this, to rile him up so he did things to her Jiraiya wouldn't be allowed to put in his books. And there were a couple of scenes Naruto still couldn't believe he'd got away with.

In all honesty it was surprising she'd managed to last as long into their marriage as she had before pulling a stunt like this.

'Naruto?' She asked in a breathless voice, that was entirely put on and they both knew it. Neither of them gave a flying fuck either.'Do you like how your wife looks?'

Her hand reached daintily between his legs and he could feel the smirk on her face when her fingers circled around what she found.

'At least your dick knows how to say what it likes,' Sakura murmured as she kissed his forehead, lingering there while his nose was millimetres away from her cleavage.'Want to hear it from your lips though.'

'They're like icing on a cake,' Naruto forced out, his voice breaking just a little as he tried to think of something smooth to say.

'Oh?' Sakura asked, pulling away slightly and it damn near made Naruto cry.'Are you saying I look like a cake? I thought that was just slang for my ass?'

She turned her waist so he could get an eyeful of it through the fabric, which was as sheer as the bra was.

Goddamn.

She smacked it in front of him and Naruto damn near swallowed his tongue. Especially when she let out a little moan. 'Mmm, I think I get what you're saying now. The lingerie is like icing. Because like icing makes cake look better, the lingerie –'

She smacked her ass again, her eyes never leaving his, even as she bit her lip just a little. 'Mm, makes my ass look amazing. Doesn't it?'

She wiggled it, practically in his face and Naruto groaned in the back of his throat.

'Y-yeah,' Naruto stuttered and blushed, which made Sakura smirk that sexy smirk all the more as she lightly tugged on the string barely holding the underwear cleared his throat.'And yeah, that's how it's like icing.'

Sakura pushed him back on the couch by his forehead and draped herself over his lap, straddling him as her arms looped around his neck, her fingers meshing with his hair as she kept that damn sexy smile on her beautiful face.

'Well I'm glad you like the icing baby,' she whispered as she leant in for a slow kiss, moaning softly as she ground slowly against him and pinned him with a killer look that made his mind go all sorts of fun places.'Because if you hadn't gathered yet, this cake is your dessert.'

She took his hands and put them on her ass, the lace soft against his palms as he squeezed the whole thing instinctively and pulled her along his straining erection, making Sakura moan into his mouth.

'Think I'll go for the melon sorbets up here too Sakura-chan,' Naruto groaned as one of his hands snaked up to one of her breasts, fingers immediately finding her nipple and circling it. Sakura moaned louder as he squeezed and massaged her ass and breast at the same time. 'It's our wedding anniversary after all, why not spoil myself?'

'Why not?' Sakura panted as he pinched her nipple. 'But you better make me some cream pie.'

She ground herself hard against him and her grip on his hair renewed as he met her with a pointed thrust.

'That was a terrible joke Sakura,' Naruto breathed as he smacked her ass, making the woman groan approvingly, and again when he squeezed it possessively after.

'Who's joking?' Sakura asked, one of her hands tracing over his cheek to cup it, her thumb just below his lip.

Everything froze, even as his dick strained for release from his clothes.

He held her gaze for a long moment. 'Yeah?'

Sakura smiled, soft and sure. 'Yeah. Now hurry up Mr Uzumaki, we're letting our desserts go cold.'

'Yes, Mrs Uzumaki,' Naruto said, lifting a suddenly squealing Sakura into his arms and towards the bedroom, her legs immediately wrapping around his waist. 'But I think it'll be better served over here.'

Sakura kissed his neck with every step and didn't stop until they got to the bedroom, and only long enough for Naruto to kick their door shut.

It didn't open again until morning.

AN: This probably only just squeaks into the outright erotic collection but well, the fade to black was too good lol.

And excuse me my food puns, I just like the idea that they can be silly like that together, even at the height of arousal.

Next time ... I dunno, maybe another ship ... we'll see.