Note: I saw this amazing piece by thirstyfinval and I couldnât help it. This is my first oral lemon, so⊠*blushes and runs away*
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They were on yet another walk through the forest when Sakuraâs body decided to protest. âIâm hungry!â it spoke with a grumble. The kunoichi looked down in embarrassment, hoping he did not hear it.
âHungry?â yet the sound did not escape his well-trained ear. The man asked flatly, but she could hear amusement in his tone.
âI guess so,â Sakura mumbled, blushing slightly.
âWe can stop here for the night, then,â Uchiha Sasuke said.
Sakura nodded. Being a ninja, she was used to sleeping in the wild, although she still preferred a cozy futon in an inn (onsen would be a plus, of course). There were occasions when they stopped at a village where they could be fed and relax, and there were occasions like this; with nothing but a tent and a bonfire. It was less comfortable, but Sakura never complained. It was not a problem at allâŠ
âŠas long as she woke up to see a familiar face beside her.
She slowed down her pace, letting Sasuke stay ahead. Emerald eyes unconsciously fixed on his broad shoulder. Under his black travel cloak was the Uchiha crest embedded on the back of his shirt; like the one she had, hidden under her cloak.
âSakura,â he stopped and turned around, âcome on.â He reached out his hand. She smiled and took it, fingers entangled. He never let her fall behind. She was always at his side. Sometimes he would tighten the grip on her hand as they walked. She would glance up at him to see a faint grin on his lips. Their journey was usually quiet, but that was quite enough for her.
âThere,â it was Sakura who broke the silence, âa cavern. We can stay there.â
âHm,â Sasuke nodded in agreement. They made their way to a sizable cavern under a large cedar tree. Sakura managed to put down her stuff when he stomach grumbled for the second time.
âSorry,â she murmured and laid her cloak on the rock next to his.
âIâll make the fire,â Sasuke said flatly, pretending he did not hear it this time.
âWhat about dinner? Should I go look for something?â
âWe got a lot from the village,â Sasuke said as he was preparing the woods. They left a farmerâs village earlier this morning. The villagers had given them rice and vegetable as a token of gratitude. That should keep them well-fed for a few days before they reached another village.
Sakura decided to cook a simple meal. There was not much to eat on a journey like this anyway. Sasuke never complained about her cooking either. All was smoothâŠ
âThis should be ready soon,â Sakura closed the lid of the pot. Turned around, she saw her husband had pulled out the canvas for them to sleep on. She joined him as he quietly sat down to read the scroll. There was something about Uchiha Sasuke being quiet, concentrating on something that made it hard for her to keep her eyes off of him. Sakura loved watching him like this. Sometimes she would rest her head on his shoulder like she was doing now. Most of the time, he would let out a contented sigh, but on rare occasions, like this one, he would put down his scroll and laid his hand on her head, gently stroking her pink locks.
It was a quiet moment that she loved most.
âSasuke-kun,â she mumbled his name.
âHm,â he grunted in reply before gently placing his lips on the top of her head. Sakura caught his hand and guided it to her shoulder. Knowing the sign, Sasuke pulled her into a hug. Sakura grinned, looked up into his mismatched eyes and kissed gently on his chin.
The corner of his lips lifted to form a smirk. He leaned down a little, cupped the back of her head with his only hand, and closed the space between their lips. He pulled away perhaps a few seconds later just to press again on her rosy lips, nibbling them teasingly.
âDarlingâŠâ Sakura spoke between the kisses, but that was all she could say when Sasuke kissed her again, only more passionately this time. His teeth nibbled gently on her lips, begging for entrance and Sakura answered by parting her lips to let his tongue dance with hers. Sakura ran her hand through his raven hair, pressing her lips hard against his. The other hand grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him closer, telling him not to stop, not until their bodies protested by gasping for air.
Sakura looked at him, saw yearnings reflecting in his eyes. She grinned and reached for the zipper of his shirt, but he caught her hands, both of them, as his lips started to roam on her forehead, cheeks, ears, and neck.
So she was not the only one hungry.
âSasuke-kunâŠâ Sakura gasped when Sasuke pushed her back flat against the rock and cupped her breast. The palm of his hand was hotâŠso hot that the fabric could not prevent the heat from touching the skin beneath. And his breath was like fire threading her cheek, her neck, and her lips.
His hand travelled further down, leaving a trail of flame on her skin, and reached the hem of her pantsâŠand further down.
After all this countless number of intimate moments they had shared, he still had this much effect on her. Sasuke smirked at the heat he felt under his fingers. How would it feel if he could touch her without anything in the way? As quickly as thoughts, his hand unbuttoned her pants and reached under her satin panties.
âAh!â Sakura gasped and gripped his wrist. Sasuke raised his brows in question, but it was answered when she pulled down her pants, aiding him for a closer touch. It was how she begged him. When it came to intimacy, Sakura was always too shy to speak about it, but she had better ways to let him know what she wanted. Sasuke knew, and complied by caressing her folds and nub, sending shivers up her spine. She pulled him into a kiss, pressing her lips hard against his own, making her moans merely a whimper in the throat.
Sasuke brushed his lips on hers after he pulled away. He needed to hear her moaning, chanting his name, and he was not disappointed.
âHoneyâŠSasuke-kun.â He knew he could send her over the edge in no time, but no, not yet.
He pulled his hand away, gaining a discontented whimper from his wife. All of his fingers were coated with the sign of her longing. Sasuke fixed his eyes on hers as he licked them slowly. She lookedâŠcuteâŠwith reddened cheeks, eyes half-opened, and chest heaving with labored breaths. He could tell she was impatient. He could have taken her right now, butâŠhe had a better plan.
He licked the very last drop of her off his finger. She was sweet, so sweet that he wanted to indulge himself with her even more.
And so he did. His lips found her thighs. He kissed them, nibbled them, gaining a throaty moan from Sakura. He saw that she was ready; anticipating and needing him, but not nowâŠShe must wait a little longer. Her legs were shaking with each touch of his lips so dangerously close to her heated core under the fabric of her panties. He lingered forâŠneither knew how long, but it was painfully long for Sakura that she tried to get rid of the offensive piece of clothes by herself, but Sasuke stopped her.
âNot so fast,â he shushed her, looking up at the emerald eyes. His lips found her again as his fingers caressed her wet readiness. She moaned, but the sound was muffled by the pressure of his lips on hers. Only when Sasuke set her lips free that she could speak.
âSasuke-kun, pleaseâŠâ
âHm?â a smirk formed across his lips.
She blushed the cutest shade of red. She usually looked away when she was embarrassed, but not this time, when her eyes were fixed on his, flooded with desire.
So he took herâŠthe way he wantedâŠby almost ripping her panties into pieces and pressed his lips on her entrance, making her shudder and writhe, but only a tiny mewl escaped her throat. Sasuke looked up, seeing her pressing the back of her hand against her mouth as if to contain the sound.
âI want to hear you,â he took her by the wrist and put it aside. Sakura could be so shy sometimes, even though they were in the wilderness where nobody would see nor hear their intimate interactions. He put his lips around the nub where he knew would send her flying, suckled to it roughly. Sakura arched her back in a jerk and shrieked, pushed her hips forward so he could have a better taste of her. She could feel the heat of his breath and the softness of his tongue on her boiling core, and it was driving her insane. Sasuke let go of her wrist and pressed his hand on her thigh, spreading her legs even apart as he quenched his own thirst with her sweet nectar.
His name escaped her lips once again as Sakura bucked her hips forward, grabbed a handful of his hair and pushed his head closer to her entrance. She felt him smirking against her as he continue to suckle and nibble her gently, yet passionately that she was writhing, shaking, and gasping for much needed air. Breathing was too hard to do. It was hot. Too hot to stand. Too hot that she had to pray for a release. Sasuke flicked his tongue from her heated entrance to the nub above, sending his wife to the limit. She screamed. Her whole body stiffened, shook violently before sinking down flat on her back, against the rock behind her.
âSasuke-kunâŠâ panting, she opened her eyes, seeing her husband wiping his lips with his fingers. He caught her eyes and kissed her on the lips. Sakura gasped as she felt his longing for her grinding against the lower part of her stomach. He meant it.
âDarling,â she took his hand before he could unzip her shirt, âwhat about dinner?â
Sasuke glanced at the pot which would boil over in mere seconds. He made no comment and continued kissing his wife. She did not protest.
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