Casanova (Cheating!Sasuke X AFAB!Reader) - iv
18+ MDNI !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CW: reader pregnancy, deadbeat dad activities lmao, homewrecker!reader, cheating, piv sex, oral (f receiving), slight degradation, drinking/drunk Sakura (let my girl live), mentions of masturbation, unhappy family, Sasuke being a breeder, unprotected piv (please use condoms IRL reader is already preggo, okay?) minimal editing tbh, lmk what I missed :p
Word Count: idk I wrote this on my phone lol. maybe like 2-3K words.
AN: Oh, hey guys... this is SO. EMBARRASSING. First time writing in a while. Yes, its been almost a year. No, we won't be addressing my absence. Please go easy on me I'm a little out of practice, I still hope this is enjoyable. I'm still a freak I swear. Okay enjoy, thanks.
The Uchiha household was tense, everyone under the roof could feel it. Sakura would work long hours at the hospital while her beloved daughter would attend school and her husband- who felt more distant now than when he would be off for missions at months at a time- would be off doing gods-know-what. Sakura knew it, Sasuke knew it, and their only daughter knew it- something was going on.
"I just don't know what's been going on with him lately," Sakura sighed, setting her wine glass down on Ino's coffee table, a girls night long overdue. "I mean, I haven't seen him this distant since we were teens. I know he's been through a lot and he's done a lot of work on himself to be more present... I don't know why all that efforts gone away all of a sudden..."
Ino frowned, brows knitted together, she set her wine glass next to Sakura's, the light sound of the two crystal glasses clinking together sounded like a small chime. Ino adjusted her seat, sitting closer to her beloved childhood friend.
"Well what do you mean by distant? I hate to say it but Sasukes kinda... always distant." Ino muttered, recounting in her head the amount of years he had been gone away from Sakura and their shared family.
"Well for starters he's been working late and won't open up about what he's been doing. Secondly, he'll barely say anything at the dinner table, and when he does its one worded. He'll be in his head so whenever I talk to him its like talking to a wall," Sakura's demeanor changed, her pace increasing and her voice shakier and brassy. "He won't look me in the eye, he won't cuddle me in bed, he won't touch me- oh gods..." she cut herself off, fighting back tears that welled in her eyes.
Her throat became dry and tight, quickly Ino picked up the wine bottle and filled Sakura's glass to the brim before the pink haired kunoichi on the couch gulped it down in seconds. After placing the emptied glass back down on the table, Sakura slammed her face into her palms, her elbows sinking into her thighs. Deep breaths through her fingers as she tried regulating her emotions, the alcohol in her system warming up her body and loosening her inhibitions.
"We haven't had sex... in months" Sakura slowly mustered up the courage to confront the lack of intimacy. Ino held her close, Sakura crying softly as her tears hit the blondes exposed shoulder. "I've never felt uglier..."
"Don't say that," Ino grabbed both of Sakuras shoulders, looking her directly in her green eyes. "You are such a beautiful woman and you know it. Sasuke's lucky to call you his." Sakura rolled her eyes, the whites of them an anguished pink.
"You're just saying that."
"Sakura, I'm not." Ino furrowed her brows.
"You're my friend, you have to say it."
"Yeah but that doesn't make it any less true. You have an amazing body, your face is gorgeous, and you always have the softest hair. That's just the physical stuff, you're the strongest woman in the village and you're one of the kindest people I know." Sakura scoffed a laugh, ends of her lips curling up.
"See, don't pretend like you don't know it." Ino softly shoved her shoulder playfully. "If I wasn't married maybe we would end up together, you're a piece of ass" Ino giggled. Sakuras face reddened.
"Ino, you're too much..."
"Or maybe you would've ended up with Lee," Ino trailed off.
Sakura perked up. "What do you mean?"
Ino rolled her eyes, reaching for her wine before reclining back on the love seat. "Honestly, I don't know why you didn't end up together. I mean, he's not as easy on the eyes as Sasuke but I bet he sure knows how to treat a woman. He would probably hang the moon for you."
"... Do you really think so?" Sakura blushed, her palm coming up to press itself against her warm cheek.
"SAKURA!" Ino raised her voice in a coy shock. The pink haired woman's eyes widened, shocked as well by her comment. She reached for her own wine glass, sipping it timidly.
"Seems like I've had too much," she giggled, continuing to finish off her glass.
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Sakura ended up stumbling home drunkenly instead of staying the night at the Yamanaka house like originally planned. She wanted to confront Sasuke, feeling quite rowdy from the bottles of wine the two of them polished off. When she reached the door she fumbled with her keys, the jangling alerting her insomniac husband- who just so happened to be busy with relieving some tension. He quickly clothed himself and opened the door for her.
"What're you doing home, I thought you were spending the night?"
"What? Are you mad that I'm here? Upset?" Sakura accused.
"No, of course not-" Sasuke sniffed the air around her. "Are you drunk?"
"What if I was?" Sakura crossed her arms, stumbling for a second, then leaning against the entry room wall.
"Well, I guess I'm not surprised," He turned to walk away, Sakura quickly grabbing the back of his shirt.
"Hey! I'm talking to you," She pulled him back against her with ease, her hands then running against his shoulders, kissing against his back sensually.
"Don't be so loud, Sarada's asleep." Sasuke whisper yelled. Sakura continued her run her hands along his back. Sasuke sighed heavily, feeling her delicate lips trail all along his back. "What're you up to?" He quickly snapped out of his trance.
"Come on, loosen up." She pushed her breasts against his back, wrapping her arms around his waist as her hands snaked further south. He pulled away, a flustered mess. He turned to face her, face a red blob.
"Whats gotten into you?" He asked, lips pursed and brows knotted. Sakura felt her chest hollow out.
"I'm a piece of ass!" She yelled through grinding teeth. Sasuke shushed her. "Don't shush me, you know its the truth! You're such a prick." She walked past him towards their bedroom. "I can name several people who think the same. I bet they'd actually fuck me if they had the chance."
"Don't be so vulgar, I don't want Sarada to hear you like this."
"Well then say it, say that I'm a piece of ass and I'll be quiet." Sakura stood there, arms crossed tightly against her chest, face stern.
Sasuke stayed quiet, face still hot and red. He felt a burning embarrassment inside his body, unable to open his mouth as he stood there paralyzed. A side of Sakura he'd never seen right in front of him. She frowned then started walking past him.
"Could've gotten lucky tonight... Don't worry, I'm tired anyways. I'm going to bed." Sakura ran her hand along the hall as she neared her bedroom. Sasuke sighed, on her tail. "Where do you think you're going?" She asked, standing in the doorway.
"To bed with you?" Sasuke raised a brow.
"Thats funny," Sakura grabbed the door knob. "You get the couch tonight, don't even think about it." She slammed the door in his face.
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You would've been pissed someone woke you up at 2 am with a knock at your door if you weren't already up, pregnancy bladder is no joke. You had a feeling it was gonna be him, nobody else would've showed up with the audacity to wake a pregnant woman up at such an hour, especially unannounced.
"Good morning," you grimaced at the Uchiha man.
"Good morning..." he responded, running his hand through his hair.
"Well... come in, you're letting the cold air in." He closed the door behind him, locking it. "What is it this time?"
"Sakura's gone crazy." You jumped as your heart sank.
"Y-you told her...?"
"No! She just came home all drunk and started acting really weird."
"Oh, thank goodness... well I'm not a marriage counselor so you'll need to leave, goodnight Sasuke." You turned around to head back to bed.
"Hey wait! I need a place to stay, I don't want to go back home..." He huffed.
"... Then go to Lord Seventh's. Or your office, I don't know what to tell you."
"I cant go to Naruto's, this matter is too personal for him to know about."
"Oh my-" you sighed in frustration. "Fine." You watched as he approached you, his arm sliding along the outside of your arm, he felt the goosebumps on your skin.
"Cold?" he asked in a soft hum. His touch made your skin feel electric. "I can keep you warm," he slowly lowered his face closer to yours. You pursed your lips, your face said one thing but your body was screaming another.
Instead of kissing you he breathed softly against your neck, the warm air making you shiver, his all-seeing eyes watching this effect on you. His arm curved around you and his hand rested against the soft curve of your back. The suddenness of it all made you reach out and slap him across the face, you didn't want to admit how he was making you feel, although you didn't have to say a thing- the both of you knew that what was going to happen next was inevitable.
You pulled away, on a mission to escape. Sasuke reached out and grabbed onto the back of your shirt, a trick he copied from his wife. The wife he left drunk at home alone, in bed alone, with their child alone. Familiarity.
"Don't," he ordered, stopping you dead in your tracks. You drive me crazy." He huffed, it almost sounded like he, Sasuke Uchiha- the last Uchiha, was begging. "I was like this earlier at home, I was thinking of you."
You felt weak all over, ignoring your obvious arousal and chopping it up to pregnancy hormones. But pregnancy hormones won't give you the intense feelings of wanting to and actually fucking the husband of one of your friends.
"W-why did you feel that way? I haven't seen you in weeks..." You asked, back still given to the dark haired man.
"Because I was touching myself thinking of you."
You raised your hand up to your mouth, softly biting the pad of your thumb to stifle a moan at the thought of him fucking his fist to just the thought of you. You slowly turned around, unable to resist him any longer. You wanted to run your hands along his hard chest, and so you did.
"Did you come all the way over here just to tell me this or did you have ulterior motives?" You asked in a sultry voice, swiping his cloak off his shoulders, it hit the group with a soft thump. He sighed, your hands felt delicious on his shoulders, he could only imagine how it would be on his bare skin.
"I knew my chances," his hand resumed its place, although it kept slowly inching lower. "And I liked my odds."
"Sasuke...?" you bit your lip.
"What is it?"
"What is it about me? I know this all started because of that one day fighting that genjustu user, but why continue?" Every day that you watched your stomach get bigger you felt more and more guilt, currently you're at a level you never knew existed, which is ironic when you considered the current scene in front of you.
Part of you still wanted to believe Sasuke was a good person, while it might still be an affair, there's no emotions mixed up on his part- that you know of. However you couldn't say the same for yourself. You craved his touch, and the sound of his voice. You didn't ever know what was going through his head- in fact nobody did. However, you were a different case. It was like you were imprisoned to stay with yourself and exist inside your head daily, you hated who you were and knew exactly how you felt. You liked the attention, the fucking, and although you would never admit to yourself, you knew you loved how fucked up this situation was. The rush was like none other, with the only exception being the sensations that were Sasuke Uchiha.
"Why?" Sasuke asked, a smirk on his mouth and mischief in his eye. "Because you're a piece of ass."
His hand clamped down on your ass cheeks, squeezing it harshly and kneading it with his strong fingers. You moaned, feeling your own erotic secretions start to flow from your pussy to your thigh. Sasuke's appetite was insatiable, he devoured you with his eyes, kissing you with them half lidded, watching as your eyebrows arched as he slipped his tongue into your own mouth.
He swirled the tip of his tongue with yours softly, a moment of gentle before he withdrew it and slammed his lips into yours, his hand still firm on your ass.
"So sexy..." he trailed on, his hand sinking lower to play in the warm slick of your pussy. His rough fingers gathering the wetness that seeped from your hole to slather it against your sensitive clit. The second it made any friction your legs weakened, standing this way wasn't good for a woman as pregnant as you are in this state.
"You always were a piece of ass, but fuck. Never knew you could look even better now that you're carrying my baby." His cock swelled and twitched under his pants, all he wanted to do was take them off.
His hand leapt to grasp around your waist, carrying you like you weighed nothing to your bedroom as you wrapped your legs around him. He laid you down on your bed, pulling your thighs and moving you closer to the end of it, your breathing felt heavier now. Sasuke knelt down, knees planting firmly on the plush rug underneath him.
He traced the outline of your cunt, watching you squeeze your pussy in anticipation of his entrance. He inserted his index and middle finger inside of you, curling them upwards as he pumped in and out of you. Your juice flowed down your ass, Sasuke bent his neck and licked the honey.
You shuddered, biting your lip when his tongue pressed itself against your sensitive clit. He ate you as if there was something inside of you that he wanted to posses, as if you were fuel for his body that desperately craved the sustenance you had to offer. Before you knew it you started grinding your hips against him, pulling on his hair while you threw yourself into his hungry jaws.
His fingers felt like magic, fucking that little spongy spot inside of you until you saw stars, while his greedy mouth continued to make you whimper. You were both panting heavily as the pressure from inside and outside of you became almost unbearable- back and forth, back and forth, in and out, in and out.
You felt yourself rip open into the descent of pleasure, cumming hard on both his fingers and his face. Drops of your arousal squirted out into his mouth, which he held open with his tongue out to collect. You felt your muscles tighten with the blinding a white heat of your orgasm, shouting his name, which to Sasuke sounded like a song.
“So fucking hot… your pussy tastes amazing…” Sasuke mumbled low, his thumb pad still rubbing up against your overstimulated clit.
Your voice sounded rusty towards the end of your cries, Sasuke stood up, looking at your blissful face. Your mouth was slightly agape, belly swollen with his child, your soft thighs quivering, and your hair completely disheveled. He immediately felt drowned in your beauty, his cock hard and swollen. He unbuttoned himself and plunged into you, the initial stretch at your entrance enough to perk you back up after your orgasm. You loved the feeling of his cock inside of you, filling you up as if it had been missing all along.
You opened your eyes back up and were shocked by the look on Sasuke's face, painted with a look you had seen in previous lovers, not an affair partner. You disregarded it as you felt the tip of his dick scratch the familiar itch you experienced anytime he was near. He pumped erratically inside of you, a ravenous energy associated with addicts. Sasuke grunted with a feverish breathlessness, as if the wind was knocked out of him when he first inserted himself inside of you.
“S-Sas…Sasuke…” You whimpered, toes curling while your head spinned.
“You like that, whore?” He teased, stopping his fast pace to instead pump hard and rough inside of you.
His thick cock was hitting every spot you wanted it to, with his heavy balls smacking against your ass. The squelching noises filled the room along with both of your moans.
"So fucking warm..." Sasuke trailed off, his hand harshly squeezing the plush of your thigh.
Your hand trailed underneath your shirt, feeling up your tits, rolling your nipple around between your fingers. Sasuke took notice and quickly ripped it off of you.
"Play with your tits for me..." he ordered. You continued to roll your nipples in circles, this time with only your index finger.
"F-fuck Sasuke.... s-so good..." You stammered. Sasuke kept fucking you, this time at a faster pace, with each thrust harder than the last.
“You look so sexy all full with my child…” Sasuke grunted, his hand caressing your round belly, wandering down to your thigh.
His hand left your thigh and instead traveled to your mouth where he would stick his index finger between your lips. You could taste yourself on his finger, swirling your tongue around it, leaving it wet and messy with your spit. He dragged that finger and placed it on your sensitive nipple, mimicking the same movements you were making on it.
“Pretty tits… They’re getting bigger, aren’t they?” He asked with a smirk, licking his lips as he watched them bounce with each thrust of his cock.
His hips slammed against you over and over again, soft pubic hair nudging against your clit. All the sensations between your pussy and nipples made your head spin, your mouth subconsciously parting for a kiss your stoic lover would not reciprocate. Instead he bent down between your neck and shoulder, inhaling the marvelous and faint scent that came from your body. He moaned in your ear, the ticklish sensations made you clamp around his cock, which twitched in response.
“Fuck- Sasuke! U-use me Sasuke, love feeling your big cock.” You whimpered helplessly and unapologetically, your face burning.
"Such a perfect pussy..." Sasuke grunted, moving at an agonizing pace, the sounds of his skin against yours made you drool. “I swear, it’s the tightest I’ve ever had.”
It felt wrong hearing him talk to you like that, knowing his perfect wife was alone while you're getting stuffed with her husbands cock as he praises your cunt over hers. Some sort of twisted part of you enjoyed it, and you put a little twist in your hips every time he bottomed out inside of you.
He licked up and down your neck, his mouth greedy once again. He bit against your soft skin with a deliciously erotic sensation filling his chest, travelling down to his core, his abs tightened, his orgasm close- yours closer. You tilted your head the other way, exposing more of your tender flesh to him, choking his dick with your walls.
"Fuck... you're going to drain me, aren't you?" Sasuke's breath was hot on your skin again, you could only reply in cock-drunken moans, as if you were the one who had drunk a whole bottle of wine tonight.
"m-mm' gonna cum..." You could feel how wet the sheets underneath you were, soaked with the mixture of both your arousal.
"Cum for me- cum on me." Sasuke demanded. His wish was a command when his hand moved from your nipple to your clit, flicking the wet nub with his rough finger while he pounded into you. His own orgasm coming a lightning speed, filling you with his cum, unafraid doing so due to you already being pregnant by him.
It must be your hormones making your orgasm stronger, as after he finished inside you you still were clamped tight around his cock, moaning and crying out, writhing under his touch. Hot sensations bloomed inside of you, gushing fluids spilling out and onto his still hard cock. Sasuke's own fluids filled you up, the sudden and warm intrusion amplifying your ecstasy even further.
When he pulled out you weren't ready for it, but Sasuke didn't want to stay inside of you, the risk of him continuing to abuse your cunt was too high, and even if he did it was too late in the night for him to carry on.
He picked up your T shirt and wiped his cock with it, cleaning off his cum before turning to you with it. Normally he would’ve just tossed it at you for you to deal with it but as you were lying there helplessly, too fucked out to respond, he felt an odd feeling of pity- or maybe care. He wiped the ejaculate from your pussy, the feeling of the fabric against your sensitive cunt made you whimper loud, Sasuke shushed you almost affectionately.
"Now make some room for me," He huffed softly, tossing the soiled shirt to the corner of the room before getting in next to you and throwing the covers on you both.
You turned the other way, not wanting to look at him yet still leaving yourself exposed.
"When are you leaving?" You murmured, the question made Sasuke frown slightly- not that you could see anyways.
"Before 7."
"Whatever." You shut your eyes and tried catching your breath, slumber slowly creeping back up on you as you accepted your fate to sleep with the enemy right after literally sleeping with the enemy.
While you fell asleep pretty quickly, Sasuke stayed up, unable to stop his mind from going a million miles a second. Why couldn't he just tell Sakura he thought she was beautiful when he could tell you exactly what she wanted to hear? It was ridiculous the way he was acting and he knew it. Sneaking off late at night to avoid the shame and guilt he felt looking his wife and precious daughter in the eyes, blissfully ignorant of the great betrayal he committed against their family. Avoiding sex because he knew what he really wanted was to fuck a pair of twins into you as soon as you gave birth to this one.
He adjusted himself in bed, his hand coming up to gently caress your bump while you slept. He had always wanted to feel your shared baby kick, thoughts of nursery shopping and foot massages always in his head. Something he never got to experience with his wife but so desperately wanted to, especially now with you.
He wondered if maybe all he wanted was to feel connected to his family- to have a family. One he's never hurt, or abandoned yet, he hated how he always felt compelled to run away. He decided what he really wanted was to be a good father to his daughter he never had the chance to bond with, he wanted to right his wrongs.
By now Sasuke was anything but tired, anxiety keeping him wired for hours. He saw your alarm clock read 6:45 AM. He sighed softly, getting out of bed gently to not disturb your sleep. Sasuke crept through your house until he reached your living room, sliding on his sandals and draping his long dark cape over his shoulders.
He reached for your front door knob, quickly stepping through and locking it from the inside, then slamming it shut to lock behind him. When he turned around his blood ran cold, heart dropping instantly as his color drained from his face. His eyes widened as they locked with a pair of shaky green irises.
"...Sasuke?" The pink haired woman asked cautiously, dropping a small basket of vitamins, fruits and teas she was just carrying. "Sasuke... what's going on?"
