Fan Girls

Editor's Notes: Sorry the last chapter was so short, it was done before I went to work and I couldn't add more to it, plus I had spent all day with my 11-year-old brother who came over from Toronto, so I was tired (I work the nightshift). I'll put more in this time.

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Sasuke's mouth ran over Sakura's neck as his tounge tasted her flesh. She tasted better than anything Sasuke had ever tasted before, and he couldn't get enough. But this was just supposed to be pretend, right? RIGHT? 'Calm, Sasuke, calm...' he tried to tell himself, but his current situation was anything BUT calm. Sakura was running her hands wildly about his back, even more indulged with him than he was with her. Looks like "good ol' Sakura" is back... But it wasn't the time for those kinds of thoughts, especially when he is absent-mindedly marking her as his... "Ah! Sasuke... could you bite a little softer? I think it might be starting to bleed and-" Sakura was cut short by Sasuke's hungry mouth, muttering "Sorry" from the open corner of his mouth. Meanwhile, the fan girls standing there had long since fainted, and new ones were coming fast... Sasuke pulled back, it was getting late. "Well, I gotta get going... uh, well, thanks for helping me out tonight..." Sasuke said with his hands behind his back, his face turning a tomato-red from blushing (She tasted so good... it was hard to let go...). Sakura looked like his double, blushing like mad, almost synchronized with his color change. "Er... Sasuke... I had a good time tonight... um... are those fan girls going to bug you around here again this week?" She asked, twiddling her thumbs. Sasuke got his cool back. "If you're asking me out on a date... well, uh, er," his cool was lost again and now he was starting to get sweaty... she WAS pretty, and she was the person closest to a best friend he had, aside from Naruto and Kakashi... Team 7 was like his family. Kakashi was like an uncle, Naruto like a cousin, but Sakura... he couldn't place exactly what she was... A sister? Or a cousin? Or... maybe a wife... only one way to find out. "Um, yeah, sure, I guess. Well, tommorow's Wednesday and I don't plan to train tommorow night so..." Sasuke fidgeted, loosely resembling Hinata. "Oh!" Sakura's face lit up. "I know! Remember tommorow night is the shinobi-only dance down at the Community Center! Or we could just see a movie if that's too soon," Sakura said, her voice getting a little disappointed when she realized that dances were not Sasuke's thing. Much to her surprise, Sasuke replied "The dance is fine. Pick you up at 6:00?" he asked, then, in a much lower tone, adding "Should I bring condoms?" It was a shocking question but one that was a turning point for Sakura. Did he actually LOVE her? Sasuke's not the player-type. "6:00 it is then," she said, keeping her head up. Then, in a tone just a tad lower, she also said "And... bring those condoms. I gotta go now, see you!" And she ran towards the house. "Sakura!" Sasuke called back, and she turned around. "Uh, it's really late and I probably won't make it home in time to get in bed at my usual bed time... can I sleep at your house?" he asked, blushing all over again.
"You mean guest bed?"
"........Maybe."
She blushed and smiled. In his head Sasuke was taking a mallet to his brain. How could he not see how just damn SEXY that smile was? Any thoughts of sleeping in a different room than here were immediately crushed.
"Actually, that guest bed will probably be cold if nobody has used it in a while." He was definitely hinting, and she complied.
"Well... My futon is just barely big enough for two... body heat could work..."
***15 minutes later***
"Ahh... SASUKE!" Sakura cried out as he sucked on her shoulder. She felt silk-smoothe, there wasn't a wrinkle, blemish, or (Yes, that word) pimple to be found anywhere on her body, although he did find a tiny bump on her lower abdomen that seemed to put her in to a frenzy of pleasure. By this time they were both naked. Inner Sakura was screaming with pleasure and was jumping for joy until she could not anymore. Sasuke's moans only made her want him more. "Sasuke... my turn." She said with a gleam in her eye. Before Sasuke could react she flipped him over and slightly upwards so that her face was mere inches from his hard-on. This was certainly an explorable point... she touched the tip with her tounge, and found him delightfully salty. Sasuke writhed in pleasure and she had to hold him down. She slipped the membrane slowly in to her mouth, and had to really hold hard to stop Sasuke's thrashing. It had to go father in... she gave a sound *suck* and Sasuke went wild. She was filled with confidence, and then surprise as a hand pressed down on the back of her head. He thrust in to her several times before he let go and she rose her head. "You're very good at this for a first timer..." "So are you." "Don't talk." Sakura crawled up and slowly sat down on his hardness, grabbing his shoulders HARD at the shock of the pain, then relaxed and moaned as the pleasure beat pain's ass... Sasuke was just as affected, taking her head and trying to almost suffocate her with his mouth, licking her cheek one or twice in between kisses. As they fell asleep, Sasuke was glad her futon was a little small, he was forced to embrace her to get any kind of warmth.