Library Lovin'

Warning: F/F and toys.

“Sasuke-teme!” A furious blonde growled, stomping into the house with many theatrics, causing Sasuke to roll his eyes.

“I waited for two hours, you bastard! Two hours! While you were busy ploughing some girl into the ground—“

“Sakura.” Naruto’s rant stuttered off as he stared at his best friend in what could only be considered shock. Sasuke picked out a peach from the fruit basket and bit into it with relish.

“It was Sakura I was busy ploughing, as you so eloquently put it.” He walked past the dumbfounded blonde and leisurely stretched himself out onto the couch.

“Wha-wha…” He ignored Naruto’s spluttering and turned on the gigantic flat screen television with a clap of his hands as he dug in between the cushions for the remote.

“You mean Haruno Sakura?” Naruto finally managed to squeak, coming over to stand directly in front of Sasuke, managing to block the television that had just been turned on. Sasuke irritably nudged him out of the way with his foot and continued to devour his peach.

“The one with the pink hair and perfect ass, yeah.” He drawled, tossing his head back onto the couch and closing his eyes when the blonde menace refused to budge.

“You mean the girl I’ve had a crush on since forever?!” Naruto’s voice had taken on a pitch that should have only been able to be heard by dogs.

“Don’t tell me you still haven’t gotten over that.” Sasuke smirked. “Itachi won’t be happy to hear it, in any case.”

He chuckled lowly as two bright splotches of red appeared on Naruto’s cheeks. “D-Don’t you bring him into this, teme!” the blonde yelled, rapidly composing himself. “I can’t believe you… you! And Sakura-chan! I can’t believe she let you!”

Sasuke shrugged in a vaguely disinterested manner, putting a bit more force into the nudge as he attempted to move the boy from his field of vision. “I can assure you, it was completely consensual. Today, anyway.” The last bit was muttered under his breath, but Naruto seemed to not have noticed regardless.

“But you—she… and... you!” Naruto had taken to waving his arms about in wide, exaggerated motions, as if to emphasize a point he had yet to make. “She wouldn’t—oh.” He stilled very suddenly.

“You didn’t tell her, did you?” Sasuke fixed his gaze firmly on the television, the only sign he’d heard being the slow ticking of the prominent nerve in his jaw.

“You bastard.” Naruto breathed, and this time it sounded like more of an insult. Sasuke looked at his disbelieving face from the corner of his eyes and felt his restrain shatter under the weight of that furious blue gaze.

“Well, what the fuck was I supposed to do?” he snapped, throwing the remote down and stalking to the kitchen table. He slumped onto one of the stools and rested his head in his hands, growling in frustration. “You know she wouldn’t have seen me again if I had told her.”

“What does it matter?” Naruto asked quietly, sliding into the stool opposite him. “All you wanted was a one night stand, right?”

Sasuke gave no response and Naruto reached over and smacked him hard on the head. The brunette looked up with a hiss, and was about to smack back when Naruto replied, “All you care about is fucking. She’s been in love with your for ages. She’ll find out one way or another and it’ll break her heart. Does that even matter to you?”

“Don’t be stupid.” Sasuke snapped, irritation clouding his expression as he remembered the worried expression on Sakura’s face when she’d asked him about his “girlfriend”. “She’s not… it’s just a crush. She’s in love with the name, the face, the money, just like the rest of them. She’ll get over it.”

Naruto stared contemplatively at Sasuke’s bent head before shaking his head with a sigh. “And you call me an idiot. One of these days you’re going to figure out the world doesn’t revolve around you, teme. And that’s when you’ll be well and truly fucked.”

Sasuke looked up to stare at the blonde’s scowling face, and saw from the set of his jaw that he wouldn’t even have to ask him to keep quiet. Naruto disapproved, but he didn’t know all of the details. He’s too naive, Sasuke thought as he punched him playfully on the arm and dragged him back out to the living room, still believes in fairytales and happy endings. He snorted softly, ignoring the questioning look he got from his friend in response. Everyone knows there’s no such thing as true love.


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“So how big is he?”

“Tenten!” Sakura squealed in horror, grabbing the pillow and slamming it over her rapidly reddening face.

“What?” the girl sitting across from her asked in an affronted manner as she rummaged through the big duffel bag she’d brought with her. “It’s a pretty simple question. And that’s what you called me here for anyway, right?”

“No-o…” Sakura moaned into the pillow and fell back on the bed, kicking out her legs while Tenten rolled her eyes. “I… what do you have in there anyway?” she questioned, vainly trying to change the subject. The look Tenten gave her told her she knew exactly what she was trying to do.

“Just stuff.” Tenten remarked with a shrug, looking quickly towards the door before she leaned forwards conspiringly. “Hey, is the door locked?”

Sakura blinked at her from behind the pillow. “No, why?” Tenten didn’t answer, getting up instead and quickly crossing the room. The click of the lock was drowned out by the soft music that was playing in the room, and she climbed back onto the bed and drew her duffel forward.

Sakura looked at her quizzically, leaning forward as she tried to see what was in the mysterious bag. She’d called Tenten over a short while after Sasuke-kun had left and her parents had come home, because she had been positively bubbling with excitement. She’d recalled the entire sordid story over the phone, with much blushing and stammering involved, and her entire body had tingled at Tenten’s impressed reaction. She supposed it was a girl thing – but gossip always got her excited. There was just something about sitting with a girlfriend, talking about things only girls could talk about.

“Aha!” Tenten proclaimed triumphantly, and Sakura snapped back to the present as she saw her pull out what seemed to be a long tube of lotion. She was about to ask her what it was, when the next object that came out of the bag made her gasp in horrified surprise.

“Tenten!” She squeaked, clapping her hands over her mouth and staring wide eyed at the large dildo that her friend now held in her hand.

“What?” Tenten said dryly. “No need to get so excited, I know you’ve seen one before. Actually… didn’t I get you one last Christmas?”

Sakura sputtered and scooted farther back on the bed as if shying away from an instrument of torture. Tenten rolled her eyes again, and pulled out a large string of beads from the bag. “What… why’d you bring that?” Sakura felt a heavy shiver scoot down her spine as Tenten took out two long, cylindrical objects that looked like thin versions of the dildo that was lying incriminatingly on the bed, before pushing the bag aside and leaning forward.

“Look,” she began patiently as she reached back and untied her hair, letting it fall in soft brown waves over her shoulder. “I know you’re not a virgin,” she wrinkled her nose as if the word itself was unacceptable, “but this is the first time you’ve been with a guy, right? It’s like, my job as a fellow girlfriend to instruct you.”

“I-Ins-struct?” Sakura squeaked.

Tenten stared at her with a hard glint in her eyes. “I’m not stupid, Sakura. You called me because you wanted someone to talk to about this. You and Sasuke may be going steady, but he’s Uchiha Sasuke, sex god extrodinaire. You have him now, but you need to know how to work it if you want to keep him.”

Her voice softened as she reached out and put her hand on Sakura’s knee. “We can’t let these men walk all over us. God knows when Neji and I started fucking I would’ve killed to have someone tell me what the hell I was supposed to do. So, I’m here to help. Take it or leave it, your choice.”

Sakura swallowed hard, wincing when the lack of saliva made her already dry throat rasp. She looked at Tenten, who’d been her closest friend for years, and nodded silently. The quick, warm smile she got in response made her feel as if a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders. Tenten was right. Sasuke overwhelmed her, pushed her under, and she needed someone to keep her afloat.

“Alright!” Teten said matter of factly, flipping her hair over her shoulders and looking at Sakura intently. “Now, first things first. How big is he? And don’t go all blushing maiden on me now, just give me the inches.”

Sakura blushed anyway, fretting with the hem of her skirt. “I… I don’t know. He was pretty big.” She didn’t meet Tenten’s eyes, afraid that she would spontaneously combust if she did.

Tenten frowned contemplatively. “Well, did he tear you?”

“No.” Sakura answered quickly.

“How do you know?” Tenten demanded. “Have you checked?”

“Checked?” Sakura yelped. “No, I… I’m not bleeding, he didn’t tear me.”

Teten let out a snort of disgust. “You don’t have to be bleeding to be torn, idiot.” Sakura was about to reply heatedly when Teten calmly flipped up her skirt and spread her thighs.

“Teten! What are you…!” Sakura jerked back with a shrill sound, jamming her hands between her legs and staring at her brown haired friend in horror.

“I’m checking for you.” Tenten snapped. “Since you were too stupid to do it yourself. Now spread em, come on.” When Sakura continued to stare at her, speechless and bright red, she fixed her hands on the girl’s knees and pried them open. “Calm down.” She said in what she hoped was a soothing tone. “We’re both girls, Sakura. We both know what’s down there. And I’m going to have to show how to use those” she jerked her head towards the items lying on the bed besides her, “anyway, so just relax.”

Sakura’s trembled as Tenten’s hands slid smoothly up her thighs before coming to rest on the edge of her panties as if asking for permission. To her horror, she began to feel the familiar tingle of arousal at her pussy, and squeezed her eyes shut in acute embarrassment.

”Hey.” Tenten stroked her thighs slowly, rubbing her thumb against the edge of her underwear. “Just between us girls. It’s not any different from that time we compared our boobs, is it?”

A shaky laugh left Sakura she recalled their nine year old selves staring contemplatively at the mirror as they debated over whose chest would develop faster. She looked down at Teten’s patient eyes and spread her thighs wider, letting her body fall back on the pillows as Tenten lifted her skirt again.

But she couldn’t help lifting herself on her elbows again and watching as Tenten peeled off her panties, praying that she wouldn’t notice the incriminating moisture that had collected there. If she did, she didn’t comment on it, instead urging Sakura to bend her knees and spread farther so she could take a look at her quivering pussy.

“Oh.” Sakura snapped her eyes open in time to see Tenten wince. “You’re all sore. Hurts, doesn’t it?” The brunette didn’t wait for a response, instead spreading her nether lips apart with a long, thin finger, and using her other hand to gently stroke her reddened opening. Sakura’s breath left her in a whoosh and her hips arched instinctively into the touch. “Mmm..” Tenten hummed softly, rubbing her pussy lazily as if this was something they did everyday.

Sakura couldn’t help the startled gasp that escaped her when that same finger slid inside, stroking carefully, before another joined in and spread her open to Tenten’s inquisitive gaze. Sakura held her breath for what seemed like the never-ending examination, but let out a short cry and bucked her hips lewdly when Tenten began to knead her clit.

”Wh-What are you ah, doing?” she gasped out, as two fingers began to pump in and out of her and the pressure on her clitoris increased. And then, just as suddenly, the pleasuring stopped.

“You’re awfully sensitive.” Tenten remarked with a frown, wiping her wet fingers on the coverlet. “And it looks like he really pounded your clit. How many times did you come?”

Sakura blushed furiously and turned her head into the pillow, mumbling her response. “What?” Teten’s voice sounded impatient now, and Sakura looked at her only to see her calmly shrugging off her jeans.

“I-I don’t remember,” she started, but fell silent as Tenten slipped off her own white panties, revealing her slim hips and cunt, crowned by a nest of dark brown curls. She crawled back on the bed as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened, but Sakura couldn’t move her gaze from the shadowed valley between her friends legs, and her eyes widened to the point of pain when Tenten sat herself on a pillow and spread her legs.

“Sensitivity isn’t a bad thing,” Tenten started, sliding a hand to her pussy and pinching at her clit, closing her eyes in lazy pleasure. “But, mmm… you need to control it. It won’t be much fun for either of you if you faint after each fuck.” Her eyes opened lowly, and she fixed Sakura with her gaze. She trailed her eyes over her friend’s bright red face, and watched as Sakura watched the movement of her hand in amazement.

“And…” Tenten breathed, starting to sweat now as arousal throbbed and pulsed in her wet pussy. “Ahhh… uhh, you need to make him work for it.” She panted softly, tugging her inner lips and twisting her clit punishingly. Sakura’s mystified expression was just making her wetter, and she slid three fingers into her quim, hearing Sakura’s sharp intake of air.

Sakura’s pussy clenched heavily as she watched Tenten’s fingers work on herself, and she nearly came when she saw that the brunette was pulling something out. Something white glinted from her hole as she tugged, and Sakura leaned forward unconsciously as she recognized what it was: a bead. Another popped out. Then another. Then another, until Tenten had teased an entire string of beads from her pussy. The last bead was much larger than the rest, about the width of a quarter, and it slipped out with a wet squelch that caused Sakura to moan and press a hand between her legs.

“Unh.” Tenten grunted as she shifted on the pillow, tossing the beads onto the bed and replacing them with her fingers again. She nodded to Sakura to pick it up as she continued to finger fuck herself, and Sakura complied, feeling heat infuse her cheeks once again as she realized the beads were coated in her friend’s juices. She brought them closer and gasped as she came to a sudden realization.

“These… Tenten! These are pearls!”

Tenten chuckled lowly at her almost affronted tone, and pinched her clit, clamping down heavily on her fingers as she came. Her insides fluttered and she tossed her head back on a low moan, feeling her spine liquefy and slide out of her pussy in the form of the wetness that now puddled in her hand.

“I know.” She sighed, leaning back now that she was satisfied. “Neji gave them to me on my birthday.”

Sakura sputtered, waving the pearl necklace in front of Tentens face, all embarrassment forgotten. “I don’t think he meant for them to be used like this!”

She faltered at Tenten’s eloquently raised eyebrow. “Really?” Tenten said dryly. “I find that hard to believe, considering he’s the one that shoved them up there in the first place.”

Sakura’s mouth dropped in surprise, and Tenten laughed sofly before getting up on her hands and knees and picking up the tube of lotion and one of the thin dildos. She took the necklace from Sakura’s numb fingers and stroked it softly. “Pretty, aren’t they? One of the perks to having a loaded boyfriend, I suppose.” She placed it besides her gently and turned back to the speechless Sakura, settling herself between her legs. She held up the tube importantly and waved it a bit in front of the rosette’s face to get her attention. “This,” she started, uncapping the tube with a sharp click. “Is going to be your best friend from now on.”

Sakura wrinkled her nose at the song scent of lavender and thyme that assaulted her nose as Tenten squeezed the tube, causing it to leak what looked like white lotion. “What is it?” she asked uncertainly, sniffing at it a little.

“There’s some big fancy word for it, but I like to call it French pussy cream.”

Sakura choked on her saliva and couldn’t help but laugh at Tenten’s expression. She collapsed into a fit of giggles, suddenly finding the situation unbearably funny. Tenten rolled her eyes yet again at her friend’s actions, but took advantage of the convulsing Sakura to lift her legs and press them against the girl’s shoulders, exposing her completely. Sakura’s snickers trailed off as she looked up at her friend apprehensively, her pussy fluttering and leaking in sudden excitement.

“Hold your legs up.” Tenten demanded, and eased some of the lotion onto her fingers before bringing it down to Sakura’s cunt. “This is going to feel so good…” she murmured reassuringly, before sliding two fingers in.

Sakura let out a shuddering gasp at the feeling. It was as if someone had drenched her pussy in ice cold water, while simultaneously taking it in their heated mouth. She keened and bucked her hips as Tenten slathered more on her and in her, spearing her with two, then three fingers.

“Told you.” Tenten’s voice was decidedly smug. “It’s meant to help with the pain, but it feels so fantastic,” a sharp twist of her fingers accentuated this statement, and caused Sakura to moan loudly, “that you’ll use it even when you’re not sore.”

She pulled her hand away and Sakura whimpered, replacing it with her own, rubbing the lotion onto her throbbing clit and mewling at the soothing pleasure that it brought. Tenten grinned at her reaction and brought the thin dildo forward, pressing the flared head against Sakura’s quivering hole.

“W-What, Tenten!” Sakura scooted back urgently, grasping her friend’s hand in an attempt to stop her. “What’s that for?”

Tenten sighed and tugged her hand out of Sakura’s hold, once again pressing the dildo against her wet snatch. “It’s to keep you loose.” She explained, speaking slowly as if to a child. “If you stay this damn tight, he will tear you sometime.”

“B-But…” Sakura protested, but the dildo slid in smoothly, and she gasped as the lotion once again made her entire body tingle. She whined and lifted her hips up, dimly registering Tenten’s murmured encouragement as the entire thing was pressed into her body. She palpitated around it anxiously, loving the feeling of fullness that it brought her, surprised at how much she’d missed being filled.

Tenten kneaded her clit as she smiled at her. “From the looks of it, Sasuke’s pretty well hung. Keeping this inside you at night won’t make him feel any less pleasure, but it will make you feel more.”

“E-Every night?” Sakura breathed heavily through her nose, shifting her lips and moaning slowly at the sensitivity of her flesh.

Tenten shrugged in response to her query. “Whatever works for you. I have to keep it in me all night, and sometimes all day too.” She chuckled at Sakura’s dumbfounded expression. “Or else I would never be able to take Neji’s horsecock all the way in.”

“He’s… that big?” Sakura whispered uncertainly, unconsciously pleasuring herself by clenching and unclenching the muscles of her pussy around the object that was invading her body so deliciously.

Tenten nodded with a wince. “About 8 and a half inches, I think. And thick…”

Sakura blushed at the dreamy inflection to Tenten’s voice and lifted herself up gently, biting her lip as the dildo moved inside her. Tenten shook her head quickly to rid herself of her fantasy and began putting the objects that littered the bed into her duffel before zipping it up and throwing it onto the armchair.

She stood up and shimmied into her panties before peeling back the coverlet of Sakura’s bed and sliding in. When she noticed that Sakura was still staring at her inquisitively, she raised both eyebrows. “It’s late, isn’t it? We can talk more in the morning. Now come on, turn off the light, let’s go to sleep…”

She finished with a yawn, and pulled the covers up to her chin, snuggling into the pillow and closing her eyes. Sakura shook her eyes in amazement at her casual attitude before sliding back and into the covers herself. She noticed the pulsing between her legs again, and was about to get up again to search for her missing panties, but the warmth and softness of the covers hit her hard and she had to fight to keep her eyes open. With a soft murmured goodnight, she reached across and turned off the lamps.

She rested one hand on the pillow and the other between her thighs, playing with the outer folds of her cunt lazily as she curled into herself, Tenten’s even breaths from beside her causing her to drift into a slow, deep sleep.



A/N: And there's Chapter 4. I'm sorry for the delay, but I was stumped about how to handle this chapter. I wanted there to be smut (it's going to be a staple, haha) but I needed Sasuke to leave picture for a while so I could work in real time. So I thought masturbation would be the way to go, and then I realized that Sakura isn't very experienced at all, so why not give her some help? I hope you guys enjoyed Tenten, I think her blunt personality was a perfect foil to Sakura's naivety, and some yuri is always a nice erotic touch. There relationship won't be anything serious at all since Tenten is taken (did ya'll like the hints of Neji/Tenten? I did, haha!) but she might be showing up again, depending on how you guys respond.

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