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The First Time They Couldn't	By : brandeis1 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1111 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-The First Time They Couldn't
- 1
The First Time They Couldn�t
Author: Brans

Disclaimer: Yep, this is a lemon. You�ll be confused
initially, but it�ll make sense later. NC-17 and all that, I don�t own Naruto,
and dear lord, if I did, Sasuke and Sakura would already be married and
producing offspring. �God, I have issues.
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Their
first time was nothing compared to this. It was amazing how much more powerful
the antithesis could be.
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Sakura was
happy. After all, if you got to sleep in the arms of the one you love and have
always loved on a regular basis, you�d probably be pretty happy about it too.
She was rather content in being cuddled against his rigid chest, simply
enjoying the sensation of being enveloped by his embrace.

Sasuke,
however, had never been as sexually frustrated before as he was now. He had a
pliable little kunoichi in his arms, and for the first time in weeks, he wasn�t
allowed to do with her what he pleased. It had been freeing once he�d finally
gotten the stick out of his ass and broke down to her, about how he�d been feeling. That was in itself weird, but
when she had responded positively and awakened things primal in him, it was all
downward from there. It had only been three weeks since then, and already he
had claimed her as his many, many times over. After all, this was the woman who
would bear him children; he�d have it no other way.

But right
now, he couldn�t make good on his statement. It was obvious his efforts up
until now had been fruitless, for now she was untouchable. She�d entered her cycle,
and all he could comfort himself with was her touch and her scent� Granted,
that worked for now� however, it didn�t keep him from still wanting more.

It didn�t
help that Sakura had this tendency to sleep in flimsy thin clothing (when she
actually WAS wearing clothing in bed, which, with him around, wasn�t often) and
press close against him. He could feel every inch of the front of her body, and
it was worse when she wrapped her leg around both of his, pressing herself
closer. It made him twitch. She had explained to him that she�d always slept
with a body pillow at her home, and was simply assuming the same position she
always did when she slept. It was just what was comfortable to her.

It
frustrated him that what was comfortable to her, was dangerously close to his
groin and increasingly more uncomfortable for HIM.

Finally,
she caught on.

�Sasuke,
what�s wrong? You�re not relaxing at all�� she glanced up, leaning on one arm
and her other hand resting on his chest as she tried to search his dark eyes in
the equally dark room.

He stayed
quiet for a second, then, not particularly sure how to put his sentiments in
words, he took her hand and moved it downward.

�Oh. OH!�
Without having to look at her, he knew she was turning a shade similar to that
of her short locks. �Sasuke-kun, I�m sorry but��

�I know.�
He cut her off abruptly, not needing to be told twice. He knew just as well as
she did that he wasn�t getting any tonight. �Damn hormones,� he cursed his body
for releasing all his sexual frustration throughout his entire adolescent life
at the same time. He had a lot of time to make up.

Sakura
frowned. She loved Sasuke, but she was fairly certain they both agreed that now
would be a rather unpleasant time to do anything. Not to mention she really
didn�t want to have to clean it up afterwards. It was bad enough when her
feminine products didn�t do the job right.

But she
didn�t want to leave him hanging. Lord knew if the man was even capable of
satisfying himself with how often he was banging her. She wasn�t complaining
(at least not anymore; initially, she�d been sorer than any amount of training
could ever stress her body), but she almost saw it as her responsibility.

She sighed
and shifted, semi straddling him as she half-lay on his chest. He blinked at
her, giving her the kind of look that clearly said, �That isn�t going to help.�
Ignoring his unstated sentiment, she leaned forward and kissed him delicately,
tasting his husky and bitter taste. He complied anyway, more out of habit than anything
else. She lifted a hand and gently caressed his cheek, and after she broke
away, she gave him a mischievous grin. He knew she was planning something, and
wondered if he should be scared. He was man enough to admit that even Sakura, especially Sakura, could be frightening.

�Well� I
can�t give you exactly what you want,
Sasuke-kun� Demo�� she kissed down his chest slightly and felt her lover
shudder under her. �I can take care of that problem of yours�� she glanced back
up at him slyly, and he blinked somewhat surprised.

�Sakura��
he was most likely blushing in that slight way that only Sakura ever seemed to
notice, and he looked to the side. He wasn�t saying yes, but he wasn�t saying
no either. �Ah well,� Sakura thought. �I�ll just have to convince him it�s
what�s best,�

She started
to ignore him, simply doing what she pleased to him for once. She had noted
previously that she hated her period for more than one reason. There were, of
course, all the obvious reasons, but the major one she�d noticed was that she
was always either incredibly horny during the time lapse or in need of lots of
chocolate. Today, her need was not of the latter.

Sakura
started by trailing her soft lips down his hard chest, occasionally flicking
out her tongue to taste the masculine flavor that was her fianc�e�s alone (not
that she�d know or want to know otherwise). She dragged her nails down his
sides as she sunk lower, her form slowly disappearing under the fluffy
comforter they shared. Sasuke closed his eyes and allowed himself the luxury of
enjoying the sensations she was instilling in him. Once she was appropriately
situated, she pressed her thinly covered breasts against his thighs and heard
her man grunt in satisfaction. Apparently, she was doing this right. Especially
since the hardness beneath her was also growing.

She teased
him a bit more, nuzzling into his stomach and following his nature trail, still
planting the occasionally wet kiss and earning another shudder from above (or
below, whichever way you want to look at it). Not until she heard a rough pant
emit from his drying throat did she actually tug down his boxer shorts, freeing
his manhood so she could �complete her duty.�

Sasuke was in another world altogether. It wasn�t so much
that the thought of this situation had never crossed his mind as he thought
Sakura would have never gone for it. He was finding that, for once in his life,
he didn�t mind being wrong. He didn�t mind closing his eyes and entrusting a
very important part of himself to his woman. He didn�t mind being the
vulnerable one for once, shuddering and squirming beneath her, each lick, suck, and kiss eliciting something new and somewhat
frightening inside him. He didn�t mind being catered to and taken care of,
since she listened to his hand gestures and his firm grip in her hair.

For once,
he didn�t mind the role reversal. Because damn it, it felt good.

Once she
was done cleaning up her job, something Sasuke
equally enjoyed as much as the task itself, he took her up his arms again and
began to affectionately nuzzle into her hair, breathing in the light feminine
scent of his wife-to-be. He was smiling, but he wouldn�t let her know that. And
without looking, he knew she was smiling too.

�You didn�t
have to do that,� he stated simply, still somewhat perplexed as to why she
would do anything to pleasure him with little to no reciprocation.

�I know. I
wanted to,� she shifted again, resting an elbow at his side and looking up at
him with that smile he could only ever recall her being able to show.

�Why?� he
was blunt in his question, but that was like him. He was always blunt.

�Because�� she thought for a moment, trying to put her logic into
words. �Because it makes you happy, and that makes me happy,� Sasuke smirked at her comment. It was so sweet and cheesey, and like her. Then she continued. ��And I wouldn�t
want you to explode, I�ll be needing that later,� she grinned at him, gesturing
south, and he smirked again, snorting at the comment before pulling his woman
close for a kiss, the taste of himself lingering on her lips and not minding.
Her taste in itself was too overwhelming to him to really notice. She squeaked
and snuggled up against his chest, happy with the attention. Once he finally
let her go, allowing her to breath, she brushed her stray hair out of her eyes
and smiled happily at him, just admiring the chiseled look of her love. He
admired her back, in his calm, nearly emotionless way, evident only in the
charcoal eyes he alone had.

Then he
pulled off her shirt.

�GYAH! Sasuke! What
the-?!� After accomplishing his action, he tugged her down and hugged
her close.

�You�re
warmer this way,� he muttered, burying his nose into her hair again and
inhaling as he closed his eyes. He was happy and could rest now.

�Pfft, right. You just have a boob fetish, Sasuke-kun,� Sakura thought to herself, but figured she�d
teased him enough tonight. She sighed and closed her eyes, smiling a while
later as she drifted off.

One of Sasuke�s eyes opened and he glanced down at her. Maybe this
time of the month wasn�t so bad after all.
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