Anthology

Anthology

By Laura-chan

Pairing: Sasuke/Sakura,

Rating: M

Disclaimer: Of course everything related to Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto-sensei, praise his genius! OOC characters and plot do belong to me.

Warnings: STRONG mature contents

I am Italian, English is not my first language, please forgive my mistakes.


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VIII.

POSSESSION – SIDE I (SASUKE)

She is mine.

This is the first thing I made sure she knew; she said yes and so she bound her life, her fate to mine.

I make sure I’m one of her only links to the outside, the most important link: I treasure her, I keep her locked in our house. She’s not getting away, never.

I don’t care what the others around us think or say; the dobe begging me to let her breathe, that blonde friend of hers glaring at me whenever we met, our perverted sensei lecturing me… all of this doesn’t matter. Only the Hokage has some kind of power over my decisions; she’s the only one who forces me to let my wife out of our home to do her work at the hospital.

“We need her skills, Sasuke.” The Godaime said to me seriously. “She’s Konoha best medic-nin after me.”

“I’ll allow her to work at the hospital, but she’s not going on missions.”

She glared at me. “You’re her husband but you have no right to interfere like this in her life.”

I inwardly seethed at what I felt was a violation in my and my wife’s privacy.

“With all respects, Hokage-sama,” I said coldly “…as her husband, I’m Sakura’s life.”

Yes. I married Haruno Sakura: most must still wondering why, but for me it was a sure choice. She is the only kunoichi I always had some kind of relationship with, she is strong and has got feelings from me. There was no way I was going to let the Uchiha clan being rebuilt by some other woman.

And moreover, I always find pleasure in taking her every night, trying to get her pregnant (after all, this is why I married her): what surprises me is the enthusiasm she puts in our couplings and I enjoy how her body respondes to me. I found out she likes it when I talk dirty to her, she always gets wetter when I do and it excites me further (I like it when I see the dark spot on her white panties – she has got white panties, some black and red, but mostly white, like a show of innocence).

This is how much I adore tainting and marking her.

Everytime she goes out, I must be at her side: this is one of the rules she agreed to when she married me. I don’t care if she has to go out for groceries, or if she must visit at home a patient, I refuse to let her go without me.

When we have to attend social gatherings – which we both hate, but are forced by the Godaime to go as representative of the Uchiha clan – I always keep her by my side, noticing how other men watch her, beautiful in her kimono; and I always smirk when they shudder because of my glare or because they see the uchiwa fan sewed on her back, marking her as my possession.

“You’re mine.” I hiss as I pin her against the wall of our bedroom: her hair is in disarray and frames her face nicely - she looks at me startled, then smiles coyly.

Damn her: she knows it. She knows I get jealous when I see her talking to another male.

This time I went to the hospital to pick her up only to see her talking with a male doctor: a young doctor who was staring at her with adoration in his eyes.

“Oh, Sasuke…” she wraps her arms around my neck, pushing herself against me and seductively whispering in my ear. “…that man is just a collegue.” I shiver when I feel her tongue licking my cheek: I hate how weak I am when she acts like that, because I feel like I am trapped by her.

“I am yours.” She says and I lose control.

My mouth crashes over hers, bruising her soft lips and forcing her to open for me; there’s no corner of her mouth I haven’t tasted, and now I wrap my tongue around hers, longing for something more.

She moans and I grunt in almost pain when she grounds her hips against mine. Her ass cheeks are soft and round under my hands as I squeeze them, earning more gasps and moans from my wife. My cock is nestled between her thighs and I suddenly want to rip her kimono and panties to be free to enter her.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to go to work tomorrow.” I grit out while my hand touches her under her white cotton panties: damn, she is already so wet…!

“Sa-Sasuke!”

“Yes, scream my name.” I say sadistically, liking how pathetic and needy she sounds. “Tell me how much you want, how much you need me.”

I enter a finger inside her warmth and sigh at the feeling of her walls gripping at me. “Show me how much you want this.” I say darkly.

“Oh, Sasuke…I want you - you, only you. I want you Sasuke…”

“Sakura…” I mumble as I grip her now long hair, the hair I adored: I kissed her again, inserting another finger into her opening.

Her hands grasp frantically my forearms and her eyes glaze over as she tries to regain her breath. I suck on my fingers, letting her see the evidence of her own arousal: jade eyes glare at me for not letting her come.

I chuckle.

“Beg more.” I demand, taking off my shirt and tossing it on the ground. As I expected, her hands start to roam on my chest, flickering gently my nipples and earning a hiss from me. Her lovely mouth starts to suck on one and I let her – she’s very talented.

I begin to open her kimono and it lets her torso naked for me to see: I am attracted immediately by the white globes on her chest and she moans as I touch one. I want more. I suckle and play with her nipple, much like she did with mine, my right hand pinching and pulling the other.

“Kami-sama! Sasuke please.” She pleads but I ignore her; I know she can do better.

“Please Sasuke…Sasuke-sama.” I grin: I love it when she gives me all the power. “Aaahh, Sasuke-sama, don’t make me wait, please. Please please please…”

I rip her panties but decide not to take off her kimono: she looks sexy, her cheeks flushed and her body only half-naked. She smiles when she sees her panties on the floor, maybe thinking she hasn’t got to beg anymore.

I go on my knees, licking her opening.

“Beg Sakura…” I say, her juices running on my chin as I stand up again. “Beg me or I am going to walk away.”

I notice the look of panic on her face: once I did it, I left her before she could get her climax…and I know she hated that experience.

“No! Please Sasuke-sama! Fuck me now…I’m already so wet.” Her lashes lower sexily as her left hand wander to my pelvis. I freeze in shock and close my eyes as I feel her soft, warm hand wrap around my length: her words excite me and I am hard.

“… I am yours.” She whispers against my lips, her hand still caressing deliciously my manhood.

I’m lost.

My eyes snap open, sharingan activated, as once again I push her to the wall, taking off my black ANBU trousers, lifting her legs with my arms and pinning her with my lower body.

“You are mine, Sakura. Forever.” I grunt as I penetrate her quickly.

“Yes, Sasuke….yours!”

I don’t wait and start immediately to push and thrust into her warm body: and I am rewarded with her moans and screams, her nails leaving red marks on the skin of my back.

“Sas-Sasuke!” she pants as I keep entering her, my hands opening wider her thighs, so that she’s spread open. I look down, aroused by the sight of my flesh impaling her, pink curls mixing with black ones everytime I am completely inside her.

“Sasuke!”

“Sakura.” I groan in reply when her muscles squeeze me.

“Faster!” she orders, and I can’t help but obey. “Faster, Sasuke… Harder, please!”

I love the sounds of our sexes slapping against each other and the thuds she makes everytime I slam her against the wooden wall.

I love our lovemaking, every moment of it.

I do not love Sakura. At least, I don’t think I do. But I enjoy her company.

And she is mine, completely, utterly mine. No one else will have her.

“Mine.” I whisper as we relax on our bed, Sakura’s pink head resting on my chest, body sprawled over mine.

“Mmm…yours.” She mumbles sleepily.

She’s mine.

And I won’t let any other man have her.

Anthology VIII (Part 1) – End


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Author’s Note: Part 2 is coming up soon, don’t worry.
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