Yuri | By : Wzard Category: Naruto > Yuri - Female/Female > Sakura/Ino Views: 4522 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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'Stop!' Ino said. Sakura, hurtling through the trees of the forest and using the thickest branches as stepping stones to boost herself, looked back at her fellow kuniochi. Ino was lagging behind. With a sigh, Sakura stuck a landing on the nearest branch. She crossed her arms and waited for Ino to catch up. 'What's the problem?' she asked when Ino reached her, totally out of breath. 'Give me a minute,' Ino said, leaning against the trunk of the tree and supporting herself on her knees. 'Really, Ino.' Sakura didn't bother to hide her annoyance. 'How can a shinobi of the Hidden Leaf allow herself to be so out of shape?' Ino grunted. 'Not everyone gets all the glory missions like Team 7 does.' She looked up at Sakura. 'We're not all the Hokage's favorite little medic.' Sakura put her hand over her chest. 'Excuse me? What are you implying?' Ino sniffed. 'It's obvious, isn't it?' 'I do not get preferential treatment from Lady Tsunade!' Sakura said, her temper rising. 'Ohh, Lady Tsunade,' Ino aped her. 'That's it!' Sakura yelled. 'Just because you're jealous that I've surpassed you-,' 'What?' Ino interrupted her. 'Just because you're Tsunade's pet and on Naruto's team you think you're better than me?' 'I am better than you,' Sakura said, goading her. 'You ugly, arrogant forehead-girl!' Ino yelled. 'Shut up, you stupid, shallow Ino-pig!' They launched their attacks at the same time. Ino shifted her head to the side just in time for Sakura's fist to blow past her. Sakura, on the other hand, twisted her side just enough to avoid the brunt of Ino's kick. Instead, they went crashing into each other and rolled onto the branch in a tangle of limbs. Sakura reacted quicker, quickly rolling over Ino and pinning the blonde beneath her. She smiled cockily down at her friend. 'I guess I am the best.' Ino grimaced. 'In your dreams!' She threw up her hand at Sakura's face. She blocked the blonde's blow with her elbow. 'You'll have to do better-OW!' Sakura screeched in pain. Ino had broken through Sakura's defense with her other hand and grabbed her friend's hair. She pulled, hard. Sakura lost her advantage, and Ino pushed her off. Releasing Sakura, Ino rolled away and scrambled to her feet. Sakura was bent over, breathing heavily. Her cherry pink hair was completely messed up, her headband missing. Ino felt a threatening aura emanating from her. She smiled carefully. 'Maybe...we should stop now? We both got a little worked up, I guess. I'm sure it's the stress of the war and everything, Friends?' She held her arms out. 'Please?' Sakura rose slowly to her feet, carefully pawing at her hair. 'If you say sorry,' she said quietly, not facing her friend. Ino out her hand on her chest. 'Me? Say sorry? I don't think so, forehead-girl! You say sorry!' Sakura turned to face her, a dangerous glint in her eyes. 'HELL NO!' she yelled, tackling Ino with full force. Both women went flying off the tree and tumbling to the ground, occasionally knocking their bodies on jagged branches on the way down. Landing on top of each other, they ignored the blunt impact of the fall and continued struggling against each other. Rolling through the underbrush, the two young kuniochi fought for dominance. All the rules of nina combat seemed to have evaporated, and they were back to being two squabbling school girls. Ino came out on top, and pawed at Sakura's body, trying to keep her still. In response, Sakura locked her thighs around Ino's waist, keeping her firmly in place. 'Let go of me, you crazy bitch!' Ino's face was covered with scratches from the underbrush and her ponytail had come undone, spilling her long, blonde hair over her face. 'Not before you do, you whore!' Sakura said, red-faced. They were locked in a stalemate, neither able to break out of the other's deadlock. 'You know,' Ino stared, 'Sasuke never cared about you.' Sakura's anger flared. 'What are you talking about? He never even looked at you! Why would he? You're a skank!' Ino gritted her teeth, barely holding herself back. 'Sai doesn't seem to think so. Funny how the boys on your team prefer me.' 'Sai is a homo!' Sakura said. 'That's probably why he likes you, you look like a man!' 'Oh that's it!' Ino said. She went in for the head butt. Sakura tried to move her head to the side, and suddenly...they were kissing. Neither of them knew how it happened, but suddenly their lips met. There was a moment of hesitation. Then, Ino took the initiative and Sakura couldn't help but follow. She kissed Sakura's lips once, twice, three times. Sakura started kissing back, and her legs clamped tighter around her friend's body. Ino parsed open her lips, inviting her life-long rival in. Sakura took her up on the invitation, carefully dipping her tongue inside Ino's lips. Their first real kiss was breathless and hurried, the kiss of two young women facing war and death, two burgeoning young women eager to experience pleasure, desperate to share the sweet nectar of their blossoming bodies before the end. They pulled back from the kiss, hazy, soft eyes staring at each other, promising each other intimacy and the wonders it would bring them. Saliva still hung between their lips. Smiling playfully, Ino slipped her hand beneath the hem of Sakura's body-hugging short pants. She enjoyed Sakura squeaming beneath her in anticipation, and loved the gasp of equal parts pleasure and shock she let out when Ino finally found the wetness between her legs. Sakura stretched her hand out. 'I want...I want to see your breasts.' Ino blushed. Oh. Okay.' She undid the clasp of her top behind her neck and let it drop in front of her. Ino's nipples were as hard as they had ever been. Sakura marveled at the sight of her friend's perfectly round orbs. 'They're so big,' she said, in an almost dreamlike state. She weighed them in her hands, teasing Ino's nipples. The blonde put her hand over Sakura's fingers. 'Please, Sakura,' she said, her light blue eyes watery, her sweet lips quivering. 'Fuck me.'
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