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Spar	By : D_Filbert Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Sasuke/Sakura Views: 7744 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Uchiha Sasuke was annoyed.
Sakura had been particularly pissing him off during their spars. When they started their sessions, she took them seriously. She used to hit him hard. Every hit, thrilled him because she never pulled back. Every attack from the back excited him. She proved her skill to him. Originally she begged him to even spar with her in the first place as he always opted to spar with their other teammates. He was reluctant, finding an incessant desire to protect her from harm. An itching need swelled, wishing she wouldn't press the will to spar to ensure she wouldn't be harmed should she find herself pregnant.
But he was ahead of himself, denial forcing its way first in his thoughts one day after her many offers; too eagerly accepting her offer and they fought in their old training grounds. Sasuke was pleased that the pink haired girl could hold her own against even him. Even more so, that she would satisfy his protective nature reminding him of her exceeding healing abilities.
Her very fertile -and appealing- body would not be harmed during their spars.
That returns to Sasuke's reasons for irritation. While earlier Sakura showed effort in their fights, surprising him with her taijutsu. And then it just stopped. As if she had stopped trying to impress him.
Sakura had taken on this strange desire to tease him during their sessions.
Sasuke would send a punch towards her face, Sakura'd catch his fist, bring his knuckles to her lips and kiss it. At his shock, she'd grant him an innocent smile.
Sasuke would sweep her, and in mid-air she'd catch his legs with her arms, bringing him down with her. Before he could recovery from this shock, he'd find her straddling him, staring down. She'd lean forward and kiss his cheek softy, sitting up, with that same bright smile.
Sasuke would rush her, Kusanagi gripped in hand nearing her. With her superhuman strength, she'd slap the blade down, wrapping her arms around his neck pulling him into a hug. His heart raced, her pillow-soft cheek pressed against his. He felt the tickle of her eyelashes, he'd assume she closed her eyes. Delicately, she brushed her lips against his earlobe, whispering, "I love you, Sasuke-kun."
His entire face heated.
Unsure what to place the exact emotion, Sasuke assumed the sensations running through him was irritation. Annoyed at her mocking their spars.
Sakura annoyed him. She made his heart race with her sheer mockery. She pissed him off, teasing his very serious attacks with kisses that lingered on his skin even hours after. Sakura's reminders of her love for him heated him up, he guessed the heat that boiled in his veins from her actions, was anger.
Even so, Sasuke wanted to teach her, spars are meant to improve abilities, not times to goof around, even Naruto knew that.
The former avenger made his way to the training grounds. A smirk ghosted over his features. He'd thoroughly enjoy teaching her he wasn't one to play with.
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"The terms are the same. First nin to pin the other after three counts wins. First nin to surrender loses by default. Agreed?"
Sasuke nodded.
“Great!” Sakura beamed.

Sasuke readied his stance, eying Sakura suspiciously. With a neutral expression, Sakura adjusted her gloves and flexed her fingers. Tilting her head, she extended her arm as if to test the flexibility of her accessory. She was wasting time.
"Sakura..." Sasuke warned impatiently.
"Ok!" She nodded gingerly, getting into stance. Sakura surprised him, as she shot towards him. Cocking an elbow, she prepared her strike, only to be drop-kicked to the ground. In a grunt, Sakura's face ate dirt, her pink hair faded from the painted soil. She recovered, lifting off the ground sweeping Sasuke's legs only to find him phase out of sight. Sakura straightened, scanning her surroundings. She cursed. She wanted to try something different. She made the first move intending to kiss him on the lips this time. But her plan couldn't work unless the receiving end was around!
A heavy force struck her back sending her once again to the ground, "angh!" She groaned. Her chest pressed into the dirt, hands and knees scratched from the impact. Sighing Sakura planned her next movements wisely. That was until she felt a weight against her back.
Sasuke swiftly reached around and tugged her hands to her back, immobilizing her.
"S-Sasuke-kun--"
Sasuke gripped her wrists, sinking them into the small of her back causing an ache to reverberate in her forearms. She carefully turned, rubbing her cheek against soil roughly to face him. Her dirtied pink hair collapsed along her forehead, a cascade of pinks slipping down her cheek. She sent him her most poisonous glares yet appeared sultry and inviting. Sakura grit her teeth, as she tilted her hips side to side, testing the Uchiha's grip on her body. She was trapped.
He pressed her shoulder into the dirt harder, keeping her smaller form immobile beneath his weight. His lower half tingling as her rear dug into his groin, fruitlessly wiggling from his pin. Sakura wore skin-tight shorts, so thin the crevasses of her intimate areas were no longer a secret. He swallowed silently, his collar suddenly unreasonably suffocating.
"You can let go now..." Sakura whimpered. More of her hair buried her face, concealing a heated blush making itself known. She panted. A moan crawled up her throat but she gulped, keeping it at bay. Her efforts to nudge him off of her with the swings of her hips sensitized areas she forgot needed attention. He kept her fastened there, wordlessly. He remained silent, but did nothing to cease his own hips from pushing into her private areas.
"I won't let up unless you maneuver out. Show me your skill," he sneered, "if you have any."
Fire erupted in Sakura's eyes, she clenched her fists that were still held in Sasuke's grasp. She wriggled furiously spitting curses and screams. A thought struck her, she'd have to throw him off-balance somehow. In a beat, she bounced, spreading her thighs apart, sticking her left leg out as long as she could. If timed right, she could kick him. Alas, she was not fast enough as Sasuke grabbed the rebellious limb, using his own chest to trap her wrists to her back, and wrapped it around his hip. He pressed his pelvis deeper at her center, the action alerting Sakura to a jolt of pleasure as she cried out her arousal.
Sakura was shook from the sensation. Her eyes glittered with tears of frustration. Sasuke's dark hair tickled her exposed neck. Balancing what she could with one leg still upon the dirt, she once again wiggled finding no way to really move.
"Thought you were better than that..." Sasuke slid his chest against her back, nudging tendrils of her hair away from her ear. He hissed into it, "get me off."
Sakura blushed harder at the implication. She bit back another moan as images took over her thoughts. She shut her eyes and panted, his weight upon her making it more difficult to breathe. Her lower region became strongly aware of Sasuke's pelvis grinding suggestively into her thinly covered womanhood. Her temper resulted in Sakura in a much more suggestive position. Her anchored leg strained, tiring out from keeping her steady. Sasuke took advantage of the fact by sway his pelvis into and out of her rear. She briefly wondered if he was still trying to spar with her....
"S-Sasuke-k-kun.... You proved your point...!" She groaned. Now let me up so I can give you a cheap shot. "I surrender."
Lifting his body from her back, he clicked his tongue. "I changed my mind."
"Wh-what!?"
"About letting the other person surrender. I take back that exception. There will be no surrenders in this spar. Only a legitimate defeat."
"But Sasuke-kun you've already pinned me twice! Damn it this is embarrassing enough as is! Let me up!"
"No."
"Sasuke-kun!" She whined.
"Hn." He tossed the leg he held in his grip making Sakura spin and plop onto her back. Sakura cried out indignantly from surprise repeating his name with anger. She sat up quickly about to punch him but choked out his name his face buried between her thighs.
"A-Ah n-no--!" Moaning, Sakura fell back, her fingers digging into the ground. She felt him place slow, open mouth kisses to her clothed center. M-my panties aren't too thin, so why do I feel his lips so well? She tossed her head to the left, as a tongue jutted out from the man. He licked the material covering his true desire.
"If you were my enemy," he whispered low against her covered womanhood, "I'd show you no mercy."
To prove his point, he brought up his hand and with a fast clutch, ripped a hole out of her shorts. She shrieked, her femininity being subject to the open air. Her cry sank into a dragged out moan as cold air was replaced with hot, moist, puffs of breath. Immediately, he pressed his lips onto her exposed flesh. He kissed it tenderly as if it were the lips on her face. He ran his tongue up the center, dragging down the tip of the organ in a steady rhythm. He continued to do so feeling wetness trickle out from her.
He smirked against her flesh, delighting in the cries of pleasure from the woman. She gasped out his name in time with each lick. She craned her neck, lifting a hand she bit her finger to muffle any more of her cries. She hissed as he slipped his tongue inside of her dancing along her inner walls. He chuckled lightly feeling the walls on his tongue quiver with excitement. Sakura's thighs tightened reflexively as his tongue dominated her. Feeling him slip out of her, he concentrated his attention on the tiny bundle just above her opening.
Sakura bit down on her finger hard in response. She clamped her thighs around her head, hips gyrating wildly. Encouraged by her reaction, he lashed at her clitoris sending amplified shocks of pleasure to her system. She dampened more, the streams of her juices trailing down out of his lips and along his chin. Sakura couldn't handle the immense pleasure, eyes glistening, voice keening higher and higher in octave. She twisted her hips in an attempt to break from his naughty tongue but found Sasuke grabbing her hips and pulling her more forward.
She cried out as he punished her for trying to crawl away with deeper stabs of his tongue against her clit. He adjusted his head, pulling his weapon away from her clit and began to spear her hole once again. Slowly he lifted her lower half off of the ground, slipping his legs underneath her. Like a pillow, her brought Sakura's back to his thighs, slipping her legs on his shoulder.
He broke from her pussy to smirk down at her. Dark eyes trailed the suspended sweet body before him. Past her tight, toned little tummy, her mesh shirt had slipped high revealing dusky pink nipples and pert little breasts. He longed to suckle one of them but found something more delectable as he saw between the tasty globes was the pinking face of the sinfully heated kunoichi. He held back a groan from seeing her so aroused.
Her sweet little mouth formed an 'o,' she panted heavily from his treatment. Her cheeks flushed darkly, as eyelashes tickled the cheeks shading her lusty green eyes. Sakura stared up at him, half-lidded putting all efforts to catch her breath. She couldn't blush anymore but if she could she'd darken at the picture of herself with her ass in the air, and a very cocky Sasuke deep in her thighs. The thought made her soak even more, her wetness gliding out of her opening and cascading along her belly landing on her breast. She moaned realizing how sickly perverted they looked.
Sakura licked her lips.
She liked it.
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Sasuke enviously caught sight of the wicked pink tongue swiping along those lips he desperately wanted to devour. He bent encircling her clit with his lips sucking it powerfully, and brought his right hand to her womanhood. He touched her outer lips, spreading them experimentally, all the while spearing her clit with his tongue. He felt the vibrations of her moan radiate her body. He jabbed his middle finger inside of her relinquishing in her sudden cry out. He rotated the finger once, allowing his ring finger to join in. He fingered her forcefully, her pussy squelching while he did it. He fingered her to a slow, gentle rhythm and when he heard her voice heighten, he picked up the pace, pistoning into her like a madman. She soaked everywhere, her juices coating his chin, rivulets seeping to his neck. She enchanted him breathing his name, getting higher and higher in pitch. He pounded her roughly, deepening each stroke until he felt her quake her peak coming fast. Sasuke's free hand grabbed a handful of Sakura's bouncing breast, pinching nipples playing with her excitedly. He stimulated her greatly, feeling her walls clamp onto his fingers as she caught her finish.
"SASUKE-KUN!" Sakura stiffened, all of her muscles taut. Her hips undulated as her orgasm shot out of her. Sasuke milked every last bit of her essence swiping his tongue all over her womanhood, not yet pulling his fingers out. He looked down at her, taking pride at her unfocused emerald eyes the jaw so open, drool collecting below her.

As she came down from her high, he gently placed her legs to the ground. Sasuke leaned forward and covered her panting mouth with his. He teased her tongue coercing it to battle his, pleasure shooting through him as she shyly returned the favor. He ate her mouth with an energy her post-orgasmic mind could realize. His hand still on her breast, he played with her nipples earning sweet moans from her exhausted body.
"S-Sasuke-k-kun..." She whispered into his mouth.
"No mercy, Sakura. It's not over."
"Hmmm....?" She moaned as he dragged his mouth to the column of her neck. He applied suction to her pulse and she squeaked feeling a nip to the spot. He bit, tonguing and sucking marking her like an animal. He tongued her collar bone and trailed to her breasts. The hand that had been there bounced the weight before playing with its twin with his other hand.
"I won't let you surrender." He spoke between kisses. "I'll weaken you." He brought her small breasts together, slathering the nipples. "Disable you." He emphasized, sucking harshly hearing her tiredly moan. "I'll brand you." He bit the side of her breast gently, erotically. "Own you." Laving down her abdomen he nipped the around her belly button. "Make you scream my name until your voice is raw."
"Ngh." She felt him smirk against her skin.
"Then I'll make you heal your voice so I can make you scream some more.”
"O-Oh....kami...."
Sakura's thoughts were in shambles. What started as a sparring session escalated to sex on the training grounds. She simply couldn't focus. Everything of Sasuke was proficient. A thought crossed her, no way was this his first time. She felt breathless. Arousal left her eyes, in its stead cold, clammy shock. Itchy tingles of jealousy lavished her skin. She barely registered Sasuke returning to her breasts sucking at them enthusiastically. Her heart froze over.
Not his first.
Not his first.
Not his first.
Sakura's veins ran cold. It made sense. Perfect sense. He was a growing teen. Teens have hormones. They have urges. She did, too, but never acted on them. He had the time to take a woman anytime—anywhere in his travels. He had to unleash them somehow.
Sasuke is a woman's wet dream. A man described in romance novels. He was an ideal and Karin proved his easy attractiveness. Her eyes widened.
He probably slept with Karin.
Everything he did to her he probably had tried it with Karin first. O-Oh....Kami....no....
Suddenly, she imagined she was not in her own body. She imagined Sasuke was in-between Karin's legs making her moan and come. She imagined Sasuke reciting the same filthy things to Karin exciting her.
Imagined Sasuke fingering her.
Imagining Karin enjoying every second of their fucking.
No.
Sakura's heart ached.
Of their love-making.
The pink-haired medic shut her eyes tight forcing back the stinging tears. She clenched her teeth wanting to banish any thoughts of the red-head but failing miserably. She even felt her loins cool down, completely forgetting Sasuke worked to keep them hot and wet.
I want to cry.
I want to cry. Hard.
---no.
No I fucking don't.
I won't lose.
Sasuke felt Sakura's body lose the arousing heat on her skin. Her entire being had lost its sensuality as he looked up from her breasts he met determined green and was shocked from the loss of her submission. Gravity got the best of him as he felt his entire world sail away from Sakura's body and his back hit the ground hard. He groaned from the sudden shove and felt fury build. He growled Sakura's name and for the second time, surprised when the pink-haired girl forced her mouth onto his. She dominated his still recovering tongue with hers entangling them in a sensual dance.
Sakura straddled him, infusing chakra into her hands, pinning the Uchiha beneath her. She nipped his lips before invading his cavern. She distracted him with her mouth, pulling her hands from his shoulders momentarily drawing chakra strings to keep him down. Fastened to the ground, she smiled in triumph. She brought her excited mouth to his chin nipping and sucking down to his collarbone, mirroring his earlier actions. She placed a hickey on both sides of his neck licking her lips like a cat. She pulled away and surveyed her success.
Sasuke lay panting, amazingly aroused by Sakura's display of domination. His eyes lit with a darkening lust absorbing the disarray he left her in previously. The small woman straddling him exposed her breasts, her red top and mesh still hefted above her breasts. Red welts from his teeth sprinkled her delicate skin. He groaned at the sight of her naked, soaking womanhood exposed from the hole he ripped through her tight black shorts and panties. That treasured area placed just above his jutting hardness and if it weren't for the chakra strings she managed to tie around his being, he'd thrust up into her regardless of still being thoroughly clothed.
"Sakura."
"Sasuke-kun." She mimicked him. "One thing about being Tsunade-shishou's apprentice is that even with terrible chances, losing is never an option."
"Hn."
"Now..." She slipped her arm underneath her breasts, propping them up unintentionally. She tapped her finger to her chin in mock-deep thought. "I still owe you for that shot about me not being skilled." Bringing her arms down, she narrowed her eyes to slits. "I'll show you."
Keeping the strings intact, Sakura ripped apart his top, exposing his chest. She licked his chest freely, remembering scenes from a romance novel she read --which she'd never admit to being an Icha-Icha novel. His chest rumbled in purrs and she giggled sweetly at his reaction. While her mouth focused on his chest, she soaked his lower half with her nether lips, grinding instinctively. She bounced in his lap, distantly aware of something probing her. It twitched against her exposed femininity violently, wanting out of its confines. She giggled once again at Sasuke's hips pushing into hers. I'll show you skilled.
Sakura lifted her mouth away from a sweat-slicked chest. She watched with a penetrating gaze as he stared at her with hooded eyes. Green met black, as not once did Sakura break contact, grinding herself into his arousal.
"Nnghhh...." Sasuke moaned, he threw his head back, losing to their small staring contest. She was wet and getting wetter. She drenched his crotch and he wanted nothing more than to throw her down and dominate her. He flexed his arms in a haze of pleasure. Sakura's strings were strong, he couldn't break them. She brought his attention back with a slow gyration of her body, carrying his manhood in circles with her dance. All of her movements caused Sakura's breasts to move, making Sasuke salivate.
This woman was so tasty but he couldn't touch. She overpowered him.
Sakura's intentions were fogging, finding herself become aroused at her teasing. All she had to do was rip off his pants and sheath him inside her. She moaned at the thought, but remembered how she wanted to win this round. Needed to. Dejected, she continued her show, leaning over, swaying her breasts giving Sasuke an eyeful. She recalled with a bitter taste in her mouth how Karin would probably have let Sasuke dominate all the time so wanted to make her next move all the more painful and deliberate. She lightly dragged her fingertips along his chest and drew circles on his abdomen. She grinned playfully, seeing her action made him tighten his muscles and she licked her lips again eagerly. Her hand disappeared beneath the waist lined and she felt him stiffen as her fingers brushed something much stiffer. Chuckling, she ran her nails along the base, twirling curious fingers around its length. She heard him growl her name as if to rush her, to which she rose a dedicate eyebrow.
"What is it, Sasuke-kun?"
"Don't tease me." He breathed.
She snorted softly at his demand, "it's not like you can do anything. I dominate you with chakra control and these," she plucked a chakra string with her free hand, "aren't going anywhere. Save whatever you have planned." Leaning forward, her cheek to his, she breathed huskily into his ear, "When I'm through with you, Sasuke-kun, I'll make you wish you waited for me."
Sakura pulled back looking back at her curious hand inside of his pants, missing the confused expression in his handsome features. She tickled his tip with her index finger, probing at the slit that topped it. He hissed from her ministrations. Shaky breaths came fast out of his mouth. She twirled her finger around his length once more before she fully grasped his member. He let out a lengthy moan, and she gasped lightly. His member twitched expanding more in her tiny hand. Her eyes widen, hand stilled. A chuckle filled her thoughts, looking at the confident Uchiha amused by her surprise.
"Is this more than you imagined?" She growled at his ego gripping him forcing him to grunt. His hips thrust unconsciously, his eyes shut tight. She held him tightly, not allowing any friction of her hand to his cock.
"Nope. It's just the way I thought it would be." Instead of insulting him, she praised him, bringing her body down the length of his bounded form, pulling his pants and boxers down with her. His manhood jut out and she caught it with her other hand. What better way to turn on an egoist than to stroke his ego more? She pressed her cheek against his twitching cock, nuzzling the velvet of his head. "Mmmm...yup, just the way I've always dreamed about."
Sakura always had an inkling that Sasuke had cared about her in their childhood. She knew he had more important things to worry about than girls, as his brother took priority in his thoughts. From the way he reacted to her seduction, she upgraded her theory that he not only cared about her but found her attractive. As the member lengthened against her cherubic cheek, she grinned. Biting her bottom lip, she regarded his face and expressions. A painful face of pleasure washed over him. He righted his eyes beneath closed eyelids and attempted to still his shaking exhales. She delighted in his instinct; short thrusts of his pelvis alerted her to her success. She needed to keep enticing him. "Yeah...you know how much I love you Sasuke-kun. Mmm...never told you how much you make me wet, Sasuke." She moaned in-between confessions. "The moment you needed me to forgive you, kami knows how much I wanted to show my appreciation...." She nuzzled his cock and kissed the head quickly hearing him gasp. "By sucking your cock." She ran a very wet tongue along its length, his moan making her loins burn. She whined, "ooh, Sasuke-kuuuun," she dragged out the honorific innocently, "I love you more than anything." She mirrored her twelve-year old self, "Nnnn...I'd do anything...to make you stay." She swirled her tongue along his head, smirking as she saw a bead of precum slip from the tip. "I'll make you...soooo...sooo happy...." She whispered huskily, "every single day. Because without you, I'd be so lonely."
Sakura laughed lowly. "Silly girl, wasn't I? So dramatic. To think all I had to do to make you stay was to make you say my name..." He sighed erotically as he felt her run her teeth around his head. Almost. She hissed lustily, "I know better now."
"I said your name enough in the past. It's time for you to say my name."
Sakura engulfed his penis, his cock sliding through her mouth easily. She sucked him, tongued his length while it teetered on her teeth. She sucked heartily warming at his uncontrolled pants and moans. She brightened hearing him chant her name feeling more wetness slink down her thighs. Shamelessly she brought a hand away from his cock, and sank it into her center. She moaned the vibrations excited Sasuke. She created a rhythm with her fingers to herself in time with her sucking. Feeling bold, she began to bob her head licking up and down his length constantly. She wanted to extract all of his pleasure, hear him groan her name with so much neediness in his voice. She didn't want to stop her display of power, superiority. She finally could do something better than Sasuke. She wanted to suck him to completion. Sakura sucked harder.
"Nnggh....f-f-fuck....sh-shit...Sakura...." His voice still came out in whispers, still guarded.
She left his length, pumping him furiously with her hand as she laved his balls.
"Fuck, Sakura!"
That made him louder. Much better.
Sucking his testicles for a few minutes she gobbled up his cock happily. She kept her hand now soaked with her own saliva as she pumping his base and sucking at his head simultaneously. She giggled, letting him feel an enchanting vibration from her cheer.
She felt his body jerk once, twice, multiple times. She sensed he was close. Sakura pumped him harder, sucked wildly. His length twitched in her hand and inside her mouth, it stiffened. Her eyes widened feeling something hot, thick and slimy shoot into her mouth, but keeping up with her seductress persona, she fought her gag reflex. As he spurt into her mouth, he cried out her name like a prayer. Hips thrusted but then slowed. As the last of his seed spilled into Sakura's mouth, while keeping him still, she swallowed his essence. Carefully, she breathed through her nose. Sighing as she felt his hands bury into her hair and lift her off of his length. Ahh, I could breathe easier now.

"Thank you Sasuke-kun!" She beamed down at him, some of his cum dabbled on the corner of her mouth. Sakura paused. Hands?! That's not right! She could look down at his once bound body to find no chakra string in sight.
Sasuke smirked down at the baffled kunoichi.
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