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When Cherry Blossoms Fall	By : inuyoukai8 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 5805 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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I do not own Naruto, any of the associated characters, I have no rights to the materials. I make no profit from these writings which are purely for entertainment.

Neji stared at the pink haired woman before him. Never was Sakura lovelier than when she fought with all she had, and if he had been a lesser opponent she would have flattened him with the last swing.
Broken trees and upturned earth littered the training ground. Sakura crouched nearby, panting for breath, that dangerous, dizzying gleam in her eyes.
Neji had come to cherish these little sparring matches between them. He knew that Sakura used him to hone her skill, push herself to greater heights. He didn’t mind. He was more than happy to be the stone on which she sharpened herself.
He activated his Byakugan once more and she moved.
Sakura eeped when Neji moved in for a closer blow, fisting his hand in her collar and shoving her back against the tree behind her.
So unlike him was this action that it stunned her into temporary stillness. Neji took advantage of it, jamming a knee between hers and pressed against her covered core.
She gasped and snapped her eyes to lock with milky violet orbs. “Neji?” she breathed. Lust springing to burning, aching life.
He smirked at her, “I win. To the victor go the spoils.” And then he brushed his nose against her jaw, feeling the heat from her exertions. “Come on. I’ll take you back and bathe you.”
Suddenly he was there, finger trailing through her hair to cup her cheek, “I want you Sakura. And I don’t stop until I have won.” He inhaled deeply through his nose and pressed a kiss to her brow, “From your scent, I’d say that was mutual.”
She let his lead her away to his home, a small apartment on the edges of the Hyuuga compound. Watched in fascination as he turned the taps of the shower and then slowly began to undress her. His mouth closed gently over hers as his hand pulled the zipper of her dress down.
His mouth was firm and warm, and when he tilted his head just so and ran his tongue along her lower lip, she opened for him. His arms came around her, shoving her dress off her shoulders and to over her hips.
Sakura felt her head spin at the heat of his body, the moist heat of the shower behind and then her hands tearing at his clothing, eager to uncover him to her eyes. Neji chuckled and stepped back, letting her trembling hands divest him of the garments.
When her hands reached for his forehead covering he drew back slightly. She merely stretched with him and pulled it away, revealing the green curse mark. It no longer held power over him. Hinata had banished the power of it. But the scar remained.
A remind her that once he had been a powerless bird in a cage.
Sakura twined her fingers in silky chocolate hair and drew him down to her. Her lips blossoming over the mark with near reverence.
He stiffened and then her voice reached him. “We are not as we were and no fate is set in stone.”
He dragged her node form to his own, crushing her against the length of his body as he ate at her mouth. Tongue making nearly frantic laps at sweetness. She clung to him, her thigh rising to curl around his hips and Neji tensed as he lifted her against him.
Sakura's legs curled around his waist and then she gasped as heated water hit her followed by chilled tile against her back. She squeezed closer to his warmth.
Neji made love to her with his mouth for long minutes, following the water as it cascaded over her neck, shoulders and breasts.
A hand slipped between them and Neji groaned at the water resistant slickness he found there. He was rock hard and wanting. “Sakura….” He breathed as he nudged her with his tip.
She mewled against his mouth as his blunt, plum shaped head slid over her pearl repeatedly. Sakura felt that low burn spring to fiery life, scorching her as it raced long her veins and tightened her muscles. She was so close… so soon.
‘Can’t… hold…” she panted and then he dragged himself over her again and she shattered.
Her head fell back against the tiles and she cried her release to the steam filled room. Neji painted against her throat, keeping her pinned with all his might as he slowly lowered her onto his length. She keened as he pressed into spasming heat, driving her to a second orgasm.
Her nails bit into his back and he groaned for her.
Sakura was a delight on many levels, but like this, hot and wet and tight against him. Neji could think of nothing else, focus on nothing else except her. Her scent, her softness, her damn chakra control as she pulsed lightly around him. God he loved it when she did that.
Her breasts bounced against his chest, hard nipples heightening his sensation as he began to move. Her legs tightened on him again and he shifted his grip, angling his body to press pelvic bone against pearl on each deep thrust. He was pounding so hard that Sakura had to clamp her teeth together to keep them from clacking.
“Oh… Oh Neji!”
He growled against her shoulder, his hands squeezing her bottom in time with his thrusts. “I’m close” he warned her, “Need you to come with me.” He ground his hips against hers and Sakura let her hand dip between them to tease her own pearl, Neji’s eyes glued to the action as he pressed his forehead in to her shoulder. “Nnn, Sakura!” he cried out as her fingers brushed against him too.
“Do it Neji” she whispered to him over the sound of rushing water. His body locked tightly and she felt the heat pulse into her body.
With a final flick of her finger she melted in his arms. Her cry of pleasure bouncing off the walls.
He slowly let her slide down to stand on her own, his own knees giving as he slid from her body. He wrapped his arms around her hips and rested his check against her stomach. Idly watching the water swirl with pearly strands as it vanished down the drain. His breath still coming in rasping pants.
Sakura leaned against the corner of the shower, butt resting on the small bench, half sitting, half standing, panting for air as she stroked Neji’s sodden hair.
When his hands teased higher on her thigh, she knew he was far from done with her.
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