It Never Works | By : r0ck3rb4b3 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1335 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 1
As a ninja, he liked to be prepared before he did anything. The first time they had sex, he was anything but. She'd shown up out of the blue at his apartment and had barely waited until he opened the door to enter. Upon her entrance, she'd practically pounced on him, pressing her lips to his and pushing him towards his bed. As his knees gave out against the frame and he fell, she removed herself from his person, and promptly began to strip. "Ugly," he rasped, "What the hell are you doing?" "We're going to have sex," she said, pulling the zipper on her shirt all the way down, revealing as she discarded the item, that she'd forgone a bra or wrappings that day or for that moment anyway. "But why?" he gulped, confused. "I thought you said sex was for people who loved one another. Surely, Naruto or Lee would be a better choice." She shook her head. "No, Sai. I said ideally; ideally, sex is meant to be with someone you love. I'm not looking for ideal." His brows furrowed, "Then, what are you looking for?" "I'm looking for no-strings-attached sex." "So you want meaningless sex? With me?" "Yeah," she nodded, "but if you're not 'up' to the challenge or you're as dickless as you say Naruto is, I guess I could go find someone else." He gave her a smoldering look then, "I assure you I will be able to perform, and I have more dick than Naruto will ever hope to have." She smirked at him, "Good, " she said, sliding her shorts down her thighs, revealing she had forgone panties as well, looking him in the eye the entire time. "You have some catching up to do; don't you think?" Rolling his eye slightly, he followed her lead and unzipped his shirt, making eye contact with her the entire way. He knew he was something to look at. He had a great body, if he did say so himself. She knew his abs were toned and hard, but she didn't know his chest and arms were just as well-defined. The appreciative look she gave him made him smirk, his smirk made her glare. "Don't get cocky, you bastard." "I'm confused," He said, standing to remove his pants, "How can I not get cocky and still have sex with you? Or have you changed your mind already?" "If you start getting an ego about it, I will just go find Genma or Shikamaru," she pouted, side stepping him to lie on his bed. He watched her for a minute, before removing his pants. It obviously made her uncomfortable. "What?" "Nothing, you just look less ugly, on my bed naked." She growled. "It's a complement, ugly. Surely, you know what those are." "Okay," she said, getting up on her knees and kneeling in front of him, "new rule, 'No more talking for Sai.'" With that, she once again pressed her lips to his, while simultaneously unzipping his pants, tugging them down as far as she could without breaking their kiss. They broke apart and he finished pulling down his pants, undergarments and all. He almost smirked when he noticed her eyes widen a little. He'd liked to have said, "I told you so," but then she'd go elsewhere, and for some reason or another, it bothered him to think of her going outside of the team to find gratification. Besides, he wasn't even sporting a full-on erection, yet. Getting over her hesitation, she pulled him down on the bed beside her and began to kiss him again, running her hands along his arms, through his hair, over his back. He copied her movements, to the letter. When she licked his bottom lip, he opened his mouth to her, and when she stuck her tongue in, he put his in hers. She moaned, and according to what he'd read of Icha Icha Tactics, it meant she was enjoying it. Soon, it was his turn to moan. She ran her hand down his chest, raking her nails as she went. She kept going until she enveloped his engorged manhood in her hand. It was involuntary, but his hips bucked into her hand and he groaned. She smirked, pulling away from his lips. "Well, well, you're not made of stone after all." He grunted, in response, attaching himself to her neck causing her to gasp, while she continued her manual assault of his cock. She soon found a rhythm that had his hips moving in time with her hand. She continued to smirk as he continued to make pleasured sounds from her neck and shoulder. He decided it was her turn. He took his time getting to her body. He started rubbing her shoulder, grazing her breast with his thumb. Every time he did something she liked, she made a sound that was almost a purr. He found it cute, not that she'd ever know that. He slowly made his way along her chest with his mouth, kissing her everywhere he could. She started pushing her breasts towards him, hinting where she wanted his lips next. He avoided them. She kept pushing them in his face, more forcefully each time, until she growled at him in frustration. "Damn it, Sai. Can't you take a hint?" "Yes," he told her, not looking at her. "I'll get to your breasts, eventually, Sakura. I don't need you to remind me that they're there.” She pouted. "What would you do if I were pushing my penis in your face?" "Nothing you'd like," she confirmed. "Exactly. Now, do you mind? I was in the middle of something. " Without waiting for her to answer, he delved in, going back to kissing her everywhere, except her breasts. After a few minutes of him kissing and licking everywhere but where she wanted him to, she once again thrust her breasts towards him. He almost laughed, but instead, rolled his eyes and relented. He took a pert nipple in his mouth, rolled his tongue around it and released it with an almost audible pop. She hissed, squeezing his shaft, making him groan. He palmed her other breast, tweaking the nipple, taking the other one back in his mouth. She practically mewed. It was the best sound that had ever come out of her mouth, in his opinion, so far at least. He switched breasts and repeated his previous actions, squeezing her breasts lightly and blowing on the wet, hard nubs. Soon he was, for lack of a better word for it, bored with her breasts. Summoning his courage, he ran his hand down her body. She was just as fit as he was. It was surprising, to him, that she hadn't taken to wearing mid-drift tops like Ino. He kept his had moving, slowly, raking his short nails along as she had done to was almost bare, save a small strip of hair, cut so close, that it was almost not there. It made him wonder if she'd planed it out and did this especially for if he agreed to have sex with her, or if she regularly groomed herself that way. He made a note to ask some other time. Her outer lips were parted and wet to the touch. He smirked; it was odd to him that she'd react so strongly before they'd even really began to touch each other. His fingers found her clitoris and slit easily. Her hips jumped to meet his hand at the contact. She purred a moan against his neck, pulling his mouth to hers. Taking advantage, he slid a long digit into her. She gasped, opening her mouth to his tongue again. He set his pace to match the one she was still using on him; though his actions caused her to slacken her grip on him and slow her pace to a crawl. He didn't mind. I wasn't like he was in a hurry. When he slid a second finger in to join the first, her grip tightened around his member, and she back arched and her hips bucked. She threw her head back, calling his name. It was, in his mind, the single most erotic thing he'd ever seen. So he made her do it again, and again, by adding his thumb against her clit, which was so swollen it was almost throbbing. It didn't last. Too soon, for his liking, she pushed his hand away, released his cock and despite his disappointed look, turned them to where she was hovering over his body; she looked quite predatory, like a tigress about to pounce its prey. She lowered her head and began kissing and licking her way down his body. She swirled her tongue around his nipples, he didn't really care for that. Then she placed hot, open-mouthed kisses on each of his abs, running her tongue in the space between, causing him to shiver in anticipation. She continued her oral exploration of his body, coming to a halt just above his penis. He was quite proud of his appendage. In his opinion, fact really, he had the most to brag about in that department of his peers. I couldn't reasonably compete with Kakashi or Yamato; obviously they had years of experience on him. Size mattered, but so did technique. She smirked at him from under her pink bangs, taking his shaft in her hand once more. She proceeded to lick him, from tip to base and back again. His eyes rolled back into his head and a guttural moan escaped his throat. His hips bucked to meet her lips, which were still smirking. "Weren't you just chastising me for doing that?" she asked innocently. "No, that was different. You were TRYING to get me to put my mouth on your breasts. You are down there of your own accord," he said haughtily. What the hell was wrong with this girl? Was she really trying to tease him while taunting him with promises of oral sex? Instead of speaking again, she opened her mouth and wrapped it around the tip of his manhood. He'd heard (and read) descriptions of what oral sex felt like. They hadn't done it justice. Her mouth was hot and wet; her tongue was rough and soft, as she moved it around the tip and down the sides while bobbing her head up and down along the shaft. It was his turn to throw his head back in pleasure. It was almost nirvana. In fact, he felt more enlightened about the world. Odd, he thought, if all the monks had to do was get a blow job to find it, then why were they abstaining? Very quickly, too quickly he was approaching the edge, and decided he needed to stop her, especially if sex was what she was here for. She looked confused when he pulled her away from him. So he explained his thinking. "But I thought guys like oral sex," she said. "Why stop?" "You want to have meaningless sex right? As in no cuddling afterwards, correct?" "Yeah, but," She started. "If I let you continue," he interrupted, "what would we have done until my body recovered?" "You're right," she agreed. "Of course I am," he said. "Now do you also want oral stimulation?" She didn't answer right away. After a moment of lip chewing she shook her head, "No, let’s just have sex." He kissed her and moved to settle between her thighs. A thought suddenly came to him, and he had to know. "Sakura," he began, pulling away, "have you done this before?" "Yeah, just once about four months ago." "Good." With that, he positioned himself at her entrance, and pushed in, slowly, to allow her to accommodate him. She was so tight, he almost called her a liar, but as he continued pushing and felt no resistance, he knew she'd told him the truth. By her wide, teary eyes, he was a lot bigger than her first partner. It made him want to smirk and find whoever it was and tell him that he was small. But he had more pressing issues on hand. He pushed himself all the way into her and waited for her to signal that she was ready for him to move. After a minute, he decided to ask if she was alright. She nodded, telling him she was just adjusting. He nodded back, gritting his teeth against his urge to thrust all out, until he was spurting his seed into her body, but his needs could wait. "Okay," she said, "I'm ready." He pulled out, and thrust back in. She moaned, he groaned. If he mouth was enlightenment, then her vagina was euphoria. He felt every contour of her passage; it had to be divine. He lifted one of her legs to his shoulder deepening his thrusts. Soon she was crying out in pleasure. "Ugh, faster," she moaned. He obliged quickly, and sped up his thrusting. With the new angle and the speed she was get close. In no time at all she was screaming. "Oh, ugh, yes, yes. Sai, uh, harder. I'm gonna cum!" And harder he went, and not even two minutes later she threw her head back screaming his name tom the heavens, her walls squeezing him. He wasn't done yet though. He continued to thrust into her, as she came down from her high. He soon became bored with their position, and stopped. Pulling out, he told her, "You have two options. Get on your knees, or ride me." Glaring she chose the latter, "I'm not a dog." Nodding he lay down and she climbed on top of him. She lowered herself on to his member slowly; agonizingly slow. Why was it that he was always in agony with her? But soon she was moving. Up and down, back and forth, she kept a steady pace, which she sped up every five minutes or so. He wasn't in any hurry. It felt amazing. She felt amazing. He was moaning, clutching her hips to help her get the friction needed for them both to release. It was working; he found himself approaching the edge. Suddenly, she threw her head back again, and called his name, her walls tightening on him an again, sent him over and he was coming too, her name rolling off his tongue. She collapsed on top of him; after resting there for a minute, she climbed off and lay beside him, trying to catch her breath. She smiled at him "Oh yeah, just what I needed," she said, not really to him. He grunted. She stood and began to dress again. So he took the hint that they were done and did the same. "So," he asked when he had is pants back on, "what was this?" "Hmm, if you need a label," she answered, zipping her shirt back up, "friends with benefits would be the closest thing you could call it. Or fuck buddies. You pick. I don't care what you call it as long as it stays between us." He was confused now, but nodded. "Will we be doing this regularly?" "Mm hmm. That was really good," she was heading to his door, "Now, I'll see you tomorrow, at training. Remember, don't tell anyone." "Why?" "They'll probably separate the team if anyone finds out." "Oh," he nodded. That made sense. "Well, bye then." "Bye," she smiled and then was gone. He didn't fully understand. Friends with benefits? What did that even mean? A trip to the library, or at least Kakashi was in order...While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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