A Bouquet of Scattered Petals
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Whispers for a Smile (R)
A collection of Sakura x Ino drabbles and ficlets
Author: ladygizarme
Words: 284
Spoilers: none
Rating: R
Warnings: sex, H/C, fluff/WAFF/SAP LIKE WHOA, preg, brief mention of not-really-het (if you know my preferences about this scenario, you know what I mean :p)
A/N: Written for queershinobi100, challenge #6: whisper
Sometimes, Sakura really hates whispers. They never used to bother her much, but that was before. Before they started following her everywhere.
She walks through the streets of her village, and hushed gossip follows in her wake.
“Is that her? That Haruno girl…?”
“You mean the one Uchiha Sasuke proposed to?”
“I can’t believe she refused his proposal!”
“She’s still having his baby, though. What a slut.”
Sakura holds her head high and walks on. They don’t know anything—their voices are but the buzz of an annoying insect, she tells herself. The mantra doesn’t stop her from wanting to hug her arms around herself and curl around her slightly swelling belly.
Then she feels the warmth beside her. A fingertip’s touch ghosting along her arm—simple; unnoticed by all but Sakura. It’s not much, but it’s enough. A gentle smile touches her lips as she looks gratefully at Ino.
Later, in the privacy of their own room, Ino’s touch is firmer as her fingers slip beneath Sakura’s clothes, against her bare skin. Sakura answers every caress with one of her own and kisses Ino breathlessly. Ino’s fingers skate down her body, finally slipping inside the place only Ino has ever touched this way. Sakura pulls Ino to her—closer; impossibly close—and their voices fill the room as Sakura’s mouth and fingers and body claim every piece of Ino just as Ino does to her.
When it’s quiet again, their fingers touching as they tenderly caress the growing swell below Sakura’s navel, Sakura feels Ino’s hot breath against her ear.
“We’ll have the most beautiful baby in Konoha.”
Sakura smiles and turns to kiss her, remembering that there are still whispers she loves.
End