Private Classes

Well it's still not exactly what I wanted, but I can't wait any longer to get working on the next chapters so I figure I'll just post it anyway. Sorry it's probably not up to the normal standard, I sincerely hope I can make it up in the next chapter.

Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine, or at least the names aren't as they're probably so OOC that without the names noone would recognise them. Woe. If you don't know who they belong to, what are you doing in this fandom?

Private Classes PT8

Sakura straightened her school jacket for the hundredth time.
“C’mon girl, you can do this.” Huffing out her breath one last time Sakura lifted a shaking finger towards the gate bell.
“Oh who am I kidding?” Sakura groaned as her courage left her for the fifth time.
On one side she knew she was setting herself up for a huge disappointment. As much as she wanted to believe that what she had with Sasuke was special, was something her young romantic heart could cherish, she had to admit that huge makeout sessions at school didn’t encourage any starry eyed dreams. Add to that, Sasuke’s famous reputation for anti-social behaviour and even her most optimistic feelings pointed towards heartbreak.
On the other side, she just couldn’t give up on the hope that somehow, someway, true love would win through. She knew it was idiot to still dream about white wedding dresses and happily ever after, but something in her just wouldn’t let go.
“Hi, Sasuke! Sorry to barge in like this but you see, I have these application forms and your principal wanted me to ….could I sound more idiot?” Sakura clenched the homework folders tighter.
“To think I owe this chance to see Sasuke at home to that pervert principal.” Sakura growled to work up her courage again.
Honestly if he was supposed to be charge of Leaf Boys, she understood better why it was their Vice-principal that normally handled the media. She could still see his stupid smile when he’d met her in Principal Tsunade’s office.
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“Principal Tsunade?” Sakura peeked around the door.
“Ah Sakura.” Tsunade said, grimacing internally.
What bad fairy had decided to send her favourite student to her office while that idiot was in the room? She could taste humilation in the air.
“I have the application form for the summer courses that I told you about.” Tsunade held out a folder towards Sakura, not bothering to get up.
Sakura gave a shy smile and slipped into the room. Of course Jiraya chose that moment to stop being normal and start playing the fool. Tsunade felt a headache forming as Sakura, predictably jumped and blushed when she noticed Jiraya’s rather imposing form.
“Ah! I’m sorry Principal Tsunade, Ms Shizune didn’t tell me you had a visitor already.”
“Ohoho! I don’t mind being interrupted by such a lovely young woman.” Jiraya said loudly, leering at the girl.
A look of surprise passed across Sakura’s face. Jiraya stepped closer his eyes clearly running up and down Sakura’s body.
Tsunade shook the papers in a hopeless way, she had very little chance that Sakura would take the paper and disappear before Jiraya could humiliate her in front of a student. Hearing Tsunade’s sigh, Jiraya turned quickly and noticed the folder.
“Ooo, what’s this? A summer course for advanced students.” Jiraya scooped up the folder and read the title.
“Tsunade, you didn’t tell me you were going to send such a pretty student on this thing.”
Sakura flicked a confused look at her Principal. What was this person doing in her Principal’s office?
“Jiraya! Those papers are for Sakura, hand them over.” Tsunade said her eyebrow twitching dangerously.
Jiraya flapped his hand at Tsunade and handed them over to Sakura. He smiled appreciatively at Sakura as she plucked the papers out of his grip.
“Mah, mah, you’ll get wrinkles if you frown like that.” Jiraya said ignoring Tsunade’s ‘gak’ of outrage. “I was just thinking that your lovely student could take my student’s copy to him.”
“Sakura Haruno, this is Principal Jiraya, principal of Leaf Boy’s Private Academy.” Tsunade sighed, she watched Jiraya with hawk-like eyes as he shook Sakura’s hand.
“Good afternoon Principal Jiraya, how do you do.” Sakura said politely, trying to extract her hand from his.
He let her go with another smile and pulled another folder out of a pile sitting on the corner of Principal Tsunade’s desk.
“These are for Sasuke Uchiha, his address is on the first paper if you’ll save me the trip and drop them off to him.” Jiraya gave her smile so wide Sakura thought she’d be able to count all his teeth.
“Hey! What are you planning?” Tsunade asked, standing up and grabbing Jiraya’s arm. “This is more than your usual laziness.”
Jiraya looked hurt for a moment before drawing himself up in dignified manner.
“As Principal of Leaf Boy’s Private Academy, it is my duty to see to the education of my students. My duties stop me from delivering this myself, and as he wasn’t at school today I’m simply trying to..”
Tsunade gave him a look of blatant disbelief. Jiraya cleared his throat, he grabbed another folder off the pile and held it out to Sakura.
“There’s also this one for Naruto Uzimaki, another slacker. Basketball camp, here’s his address if you could drop this off to him then that would be…” Jiraya stopped as Tsunade’s anger reached its peak.
“Sakura, could you leave us for a second?’ Tsunade said through clenched teeth.
“Yes, of course.” Sakura said backing out of the room as quickly as she could without taking her eyes off of Principal Jiraya.
She closed the door just as Prinicpal Tsunade’s voice rose another notch. Sighing in relief Sakura sighed when she realised that she still had the two folders from Principal Jiraya in her arms. She didn’t even realise that she’d taken them. Huffing in anger, she smiled as Principal Tsunade’s voice started really rising.
With a start she realised that the folders gave her an excellent excuse to see if Naruto and Sasuke had managed to patch up their argument. She hugged the folders and pulled out the first page of Sasuke’s admission form. She would also be able to find out which courses he was going to take so that she could take the same. With a bit of luck she might end up in the same class.
“Yeah, it was meant to be.” Sakura whispered to herself.
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Putting on a bright, innocent smile Sakura raised her hand again. Nothing was won without courage.

Sasuke jumped slightly when the bell rang. He winced as he stood up, muscles pulling and sore flesh twinging. Walking gingerly to the intercom, he clicked on the video screen and stared at the image of Sakura waiting patiently outside the gate.
For a second he imagined squeezing her neck until he felt better, but a sudden image of Naruto’s carefully shuttered face flashed in his mind. His hands dropped, though he didn’t remember raising them or clenching his fists. He stared at her perplexed trying to see her as Naruto must see her, trying to understand how Naruto could possibly choose her over him.
Thinking of Naruto was not what he wanted to be doing right at that second, which meant he needed a distraction. A slash of a smile crossed Sasuke’s face, Sakura could be that distraction, she was good for that at least.
Glad now that he’d forced himself to wash and dress that morning, he waited in the hallway until he heard her tap at the door timidly. Sasuke counted to ten under his breath then moved to open the door. If it’d been Naruto, the door would’ve been kicked open by now, Naruto had little patience with Sasuke’s games, but this was Sakura and she waited.
“Hello Sasuke.” Sakura said smiling shyly.
“Hello.” He had to admire her stubbornness, or her stupidity.
Why else would she come sniffing around unless she was stupid, or desperate. Desperate gave him an idea.
“I have your admission forms for the summer camp, your principal asked me to give them to you.” Sakura rattled out quickly before he decided to shut the door on her.
Sasuke turned away not bothering to acknowledge her little speech. He didn’t really care why she was there, he was a little annoyed that his address was being given out, but that was for later. Now was the time to amuse himself, he deserved some amusement.
“You can come in if you’d like.” Sasuke said in a bored tone.
It wasn’t really a question, Sasuke was sure she wanted to come in. It still felt like a victory when she stepped into the house though.
“I’ll just close the door. Heh heh.” Sakura cringed at her own dorkiness, and closed the door.
She padded after Sasuke, biting her lip when he made no further move to welcome her.
“You have a nice house.” Sakura said as they entered the living room.
Sasuke didn’t say anything, he sat down on a white leather couch and picked up the television remote. In the corner of his eye he watched Sakura fidget, she was obviously uncomfortable but unwilling to leave his presence.
“Where should I put the forms?” Sakura asked striking upon a topic of conversation.
Again silence. Sakura sighed inwardly, she still had to deliver Naruto’s folder, and it didn’t look like Sasuke was ready to talk. She hesitated to ask Sasuke about the fight, what if Naruto hadn’t caught up with him yet? She might ruin whatever plan Naruto had.
“Um, I’ll just put them on the hall table and go, I still have errands to run so…” Sakura turned to go and missed the way Sasuke jerked.
“Wait.” Sasuke blurted out.
Surprised Sakura looked back. Surprised himself, Sasuke cleared his throat trying to reassume his uninvolved air. He stood up and moved towards the door.
“I can offer you some tea as a thank you for the forms.”
Brushing past her, he smiled inwardly when she blushed at his touch.
“Th-thanks.” Sakura said, following him closely.
Sakura tried to think up a safe topic of conversation, she almost asked where his parents were but remembered that his parents voyaged a lot. Besides she didn’t know how ‘intimate’ they really were. She was starting to become really aware that she had no idea just where she stood with him.
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"Do you take milk? Or sugar?"

"Um, no, thank you, it's, um, good."

Sakura hooked a meche of hair behind her ear, licking her lips nervously. Sasuke took his time choosing the tea, deliciously aware of Sakura's nervousness.

Every time she opened her mouth to try and speak Sasuke would turn away or find something to do. Each time she closed her mouth too terrified to speak, Sasuke had to hide a smile. The more Sakura floundered, confused and embarrassed, the more Sasuke felt his confidence grow.

"Would you like something to eat?"

Sakura leaped on the chance to speak.

"Ah, um, well, it's not, I mean." Sakura bit her lip, trying to collect her thoughts.

Sasuke turned to watch the heating water, hiding his smirk.

"I'd love something, thank you. It was very kind of you to ask."

Sasuke stopped, surprised. He glanced over his shoulder, and Sakura smiled brightly at him. Sasuke stared for an instant, then he turned away. For a moment he fiddled with the stove temperature, confused. It wasn't kind of him to ask, didn't the idiot know he was being deliberately rude to her?

Sakura kicked herself mentally, she sounded like her grandmother.

"It was very kind of you to ask." She mimicked to herself under her breath. "What an idiot."

Sasuke pulled open a cupboard and then another, looking for something to snack on. He never used the kitchen, except for the fridge and the microwave, he didn't even know where the cups were. There was a noise behind him and then the sound of a cupboard opening.

"Um, I found the cups." Sakura said placing two cups side by side.

Sasuke said nothing, Sakura hesitated a moment then moved towards the stove. Silently she prepared the tea, then picking up the cups she moved past Sasuke and headed back towards the lounge.

Sasuke waited until the confusion in his head subsided, then followed her.

"I hope it's not too strong." Sakura murmured as she handed him a cup.

Sasuke took the cup, unsure of what he should do Sasuke felt his confidence slipping. Grasping at straws to regain the upper hand, Sasuke sat down carefully next to Sakura on the couch. He tensed a little as his bruised flesh took the pressure, but found himself able to ignore the pain when Sakura flicked a nervous look at him.

Feeling her tension, Sasuke slung his arm over the back of the couch, almost touching Sakura's shoulders. The way her shoulders twitched made Sasuke breath out in relief. He could still regain the upperhand.

Sakura leaned forward so that Sasuke's arm wasn't so close to her, she was having trouble breathing. Pressing the points of her elbows into her legs let her focus her thoughts, she still had to find out if Naruto and he had stopped fighting or not. The cup in her hands was almost too hot to hold, to buy herself time before she had to find a topic of conversation she placed the cup on the table in front of her.

The feeling of control was so welcome after so many hours of self doubt that Sasuke felt like laughing. Instead he leaned forward to put his cup down next to hers. A breath out and he turned his head towards hers, a blush heated her cheeks most charmingly. There were only a few centimetres between them and Sakura was turning redder and redder. Her eyelashes fluttered closed, and Sasuke allowed himself a smirk before he kissed her.

Sakura sighed into the kiss as Sasuke ran his hands up her neck and into her hair. She felt all her questions disappearing, and for the first time since she’d entered the house, felt as if she had a place.

Sasuke massaged her head until she opened her mouth and he could run his tongue inside her mouth. He amused himself by imagining scenes of her begging for his attentions while he gently explored. Her tongue was timid at first and he easily dominated her movements. Setting the rhythm Sasuke relaxed as she started to kiss back properly. Wanting to feel his control, he pushed forward forcing her mouth open wider.

He was just starting to feel confident when Sakura pushed back into him. Frowning Sasuke pushed back, forcing her into the couch. He lightened his kiss thinking that he was hurting her, but didn’t go so far that she might think he wanted to stop. He didn’t want to stop, he didn’t want to talk with her, in case she asked questions he didn’t want to answer. He gripped the back of her head and pushed his body against hers awkwardly, hoping that she would calm and become more cooperative.

Sakura felt her excitement spike as Sasuke pressed into her. Some small part of her wondered why this was happening, but a larger part of her wanted to see where it would lead. She squirmed, trying to find a way to become more dominant in the position, and he had to let go of her head to pin her shoulders against the couch back.

Sakura whimpered as the feel of his strength made her wet, she wanted to know how much he wanted to touch her, she wanted to feel his desire. She pulled him sideways so that he was lying half above her, his weight adding to her sensations. She was tired of Sasuke and Naruto setting the pace for everything, when they met, how far they went, what happened. They were very considerate of her, as long as it advanced their own pleasure, but she wanted to know that she could demand they do things just for her.

So she tried to surge upwards and Sasuke growled breaking the kiss to put his mouth against her neck. Shifting position, Sasuke straddled her, keeping his teeth pressed against the pulse in her neck. He wanted her to stay still, she was not going anywhere until he was finished. She was not leaving until he wanted her gone. Using his weight against her hips to stop her from trying to throw him, he grabbed her wrists and pushed them into the arm rest behind her head. The momentary disagreement of his skin pulling as he spread his legs only added to the spice of the moment.

Sakura bit her lip and writhed trying to encourage him to touch her, Sasuke pressed down on her until she gasped. Pleased, he lessened the pressure and sat up. Sakura caught her breath and smiled. Sasuke had a moment’s warning before Sakura moved again wriggling deliciously underneath him. Sasuke’s breath hitched at the contact, the pleasure in his groin mixing with the discomfort and the zing of pain from his ass.

He released her hands to grip her shoulders again, using them to balance himself as he ground back into her hips. This was what he needed after last night. The chance to forget for a while, to stop wondering, worrying, he almost felt grateful towards her. He pressed down harder as she pressed up, the stab of pain from his injuries wiping out any need to think. Eventually he eased back to lessen the pain, rocking forward to remove any contact.

Sakura was thrilled that Sasuke seemed to be enjoying himself, really she was, but it wasn’t doing a heck of a lot for her. She needed to change things up a bit and seeing as Sasuke seemed to be enjoying fighting her… Sakura started to buck in earnest, trying to free her legs so she could settle Sasuke between them. Sasuke tightened his legs but didn’t add anymore weight, his ass was really starting to hurt and it was going further than he could mix into the pleasure.

Sakura grabbed Sasuke’s hips trying to pull him up, but he resisted. Sasuke held his breath as her thumb brushed against the join of his leg and lower stomach. The surety that he felt about her next move meant he wasn’t ready for the burst of pain that happened.

Sakura gasped when Sasuke yelled and pulled off her to land in a crouch beside the couch.

Sakura pushed up, confused. She was sure she hadn’t squeezed too hard. Sasuke tried to control the urge to whine in pain. His hand passed over his throbbing ass and he grimaced when he realised he wasn’t as healed as he’d hoped. Worst of all the memories of the night before had come flooding back.

“What’s wrong? Sakura asked, looking at Sasuke the worry clear in her eyes.

Sasuke almost snapped and yelled at her, calling her a bitch and kicking her out of the house. She was the reason Naruto walked away from him. It was her fault. Instead, years of habit kicked in and he swallowed his anger.

“Nothing you can fix.” He said shortly.

“If I hurt you, I’m sorry.” Sakura said softly, she felt mortified.

She’d only wanted to try to lead a little, instead of being a doormat in bed (the worst kind of girlfriend according to Ino’s many magazines on the subject,) and she’d screwed it up and hurt him.

Sasuke almost laughed. She was sorry? Not sorry enough, not yet, but he knew how he could make sure she was sorry. Oh yes he knew.

“I guess you couldn’t be to blame, after all you certainly didn’t do this to me.” Sasuke’s voice dripped sweet contempt.

Sakura frowned, hurt momentarily by the tone, but she quickly ignored it as Sasuke gently rearranged himself into a more dignified position.

This was how it should be Sasuke thought to himself, with him calling the shots.

“I have a first aid certificate, and I’m studying anatomy at school if you’re hurt I could help.” She didn’t really think it was anything she could help with, she’d only pinched him, but it seemed polite to offer.

Sasuke stared at her silently until she started to fidget and blush again.

“I don’t know, do you know anything that’ll help pain?” His question came out slowly, each word carefully chosen.

Sakura’s head snapped up, hope budded in her chest. Maybe she could make up for her mistake.

“What kind of pain is it?” She asked trying to look professional.

Sasuke savoured her expression for a moment.

“The kind that comes from being ass-fucked to within an inch of your life.”

Sakura blanked for a moment.

“I-I don’t..” Sakura stopped.

“Naruto and I. We fucked. Last night.” Sasuke said with deliberate malice.

“Oh.” Sakura said, her eyes wide.

When she didn’t continue, didn’t move, Sasuke decided to drive the knife home further.

“Naruto sucked me off, then shoved his big cock up my ass.” Sasuke’s eyes never left Sakura’s face.

“And we loved every second of it.”

Sakura dropped her eyes, fighting to understand what was happening.

“You should have heard him moaning about it.” Sasuke lied, elaborating the scene in his head, what should have happened, what would have happened if Sakura hadn’t been in the picture.

“He was so wild, I didn’t think he’d ever stop.”

Sakura hunched over a bit more.

“Of course, today I wish he’d been a little more gentle, but I can understand that he was caught up in the passion of the moment.” Sasuke’s lips lifted into a teeth baring grin.

“Sorry, but I guess that’s the way it goes. Not that you weren’t fun and all, but well…” Sasuke hoped that she wasn’t so dense that she didn’t pick the clear ‘get lost’ signal.

Sakura’s shoulders shook. Sasuke waited for her snap, to scream that she hated him, run out. Or maybe she’d collapse into tears and say she didn’t understand, weep for a bit, wail about how she felt so betrayed and then run home when he grew tired of watching her and kicked her out.

He looked at her, waiting for the first sign of which way she’d break.

“I felt it.” Sakura said, in a small but firm voice.

Sasuke paused, she wasn’t making sense.

“You were hard, just then. You were kissing me, and it made you hard.” Sakura clarified her eyes still on the ground.

“And Naruto, if he doesn’t want to have anything to do with me, why did he ask me to come to the game Saturday? Why does he want me to cheer for him?” Her voice was gaining in assurance.

Sasuke gaped for a moment, trying to find a response. She wasn’t supposed to reason with him.

Sakura slid off the couch to almost straddle him in the limited space between the couch and the coffee table. Sasuke suddenly realised his positioning was strategically dangerous.

“I bet if I tried you’d still want to have sex with me too.”

There was a hint of uncertainty in her voice, but Sasuke was too distracted trying to think of a way to push her off him, to pounce on it.

Her hand brushed the front of his groin, despite his panic Sasuke felt a twitch.

“See?” Sakura sighed, relieved.

She got bolder and slid her hand under his shirt and up over his chest. Sasuke froze, unnerved and unsettled. Sakura pushed the shirt up and licked at one of his nipples. When she didn’t have to look at his face, trying to seduce him wasn’t as nerve racking.

She concentrated for a moment on licking gently, watching the skin harden and pucker slightly. When she felt Sasuke regain his stability and prepare to push her off she bit him gently.

Sasuke stiffened as her teeth grazed over his nipple to close and tug. Coming from her it was a surprise and he was again unsettled as she shifted to fully straddle his legs.

Sakura leaned gently forward, pushing Sasuke back until he was leaning against the table, then she licked her way back up to his throat.

Sasuke swallowed nervously, his hands trembled as he placed them on her arms. He gasped when her mouth latched on to the skin joining his neck and shoulder. The pressure her weight was putting on his butt was getting painful again. He shifted under her trying to move her to where he could push her with his full force. The feeling of her sucking made his pulse race and his breath became heavier.

Sakura leaned harder when he began to get restless, she wasn’t going to give up yet. She hadn’t forgotten what he’d been like when they’d been together in the classroom. She wouldn’t believe that he could just walk away now. He couldn’t just decide that she was no longer necessary.

She drew back to stare down at him, trying to read something in his eyes. Sasuke avoided her gaze, unsure that his face wouldn’t give him away.

He pulled the jacket apart and undid the shirt to cup her breasts. By concentrating on them he could avoid looking at her, without looking like he was avoiding her.

Sakura arched her back a little pushing her breasts into his hands, her jacket and shirt slipping off with a minimum of fuss. She rubbed her groin against his wanting to make sure that he getting as turned on as she was.

Sasuke bit his lip as she began to grind on him, between the pain and the growing lust he was fighting a losing battle. He didn’t know which would win, nor what would happen when one of them did.

Against his control his hips started to move, the pain from his bruises fading with the increasing pleasure. Flashes of Naruto appeared in his mind and he screwed his eyes shut trying to focus on the girl riding him.
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“Hey Sasuke. I’m in love.”

Sasuke twitched, a smirk automatically coming up on his lips.

“What are you talking about dead-last?”

“I saw this girl. She was so hot.”

Sasuke relaxed slightly, a stupid crush. Someone Naruto would probably never see again.

“She goes to LG’s, her name’s Sakura.”
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Sasuke ran his hands up her back to grip her shoulders and pull her down slightly harder. He threw his head back causing it to bounce slightly against the table.

Sasuke raised his arms so that Sakura could lift his t-shirt off. He shook his head hard, like a dog shaking water off. With a push he had Sakura up and stumbling back to land on the couch. Panting, he regarded her with narrowed eyes. He reached for the zip of his pants.
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“Sasuke, I have an idea.”

Sasuke looked down at Naruto lazily, the afterbuzz of a good blowjob had him floating.

“What is it?”

“Why don’t we get a girl?”

“What do you mean we?” Sasuke asked, the buzz starting to disappear.

“Here, at school.” Naruto said absently as he massaged Sasuke’s ankle.

“What for?” Sasuke asked his annoyance burning off the leftover pleasure.

“Whaddya mean ‘what for’?” Naruto asked surprised.
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Sakura’s eyes were half-lidded as Sasuke worked his way out of his pants. His jeans were tight and he had to force them down.
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“I choose Sakura.”

Sasuke gave a bitter smile.

“Why, she’s as flat as a board.”

Naruto frowned, he wanted to defend his Sakura, but Sasuke was right, she wasn’t gifted in the chest.

“Then you choose one.” Naruto said losing his temper. “Choose one, if there’s one you prefer.”

Sasuke looked darkly at the pouting blond, he preferred anyone other than Sakura. How could he want her?

“I don’t want anyone else.” Sasuke said low in his throat.

“What ever.” Naruto said, only half listening to his friend.
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When Sasuke stepped forward Sakura felt her cheeks heat. She had said she was going to be more in control, but it was hard when Sasuke was so blatant. Before she could move Sasuke was kneeling in front of her.
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“What if it doesn’t work?” Sasuke asked.

“All we have to do is set it up right.” Naruto said confidently. “Give her a little, see if she likes it, then ask.”

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. He wasn’t so keen on the asking point. He understood why they needed to, but it hurt his ego.

“But if it doesn’t work, if she doesn’t want to continue?” Sasuke pressed.

Naruto cocked his head to one side.

“It’ll work, if you ask her, it’ll work.” His blue eyes were wide and trusting.

Naruto’s confidence in his ability to seduce stroked Sasuke’s confidence. It was true that Naruto was becoming too accustomed to his games, too adept at out manoeuvring him, too confident of his position. Maybe the girl could be added to help keep Naruto under control. After all if Naruto needed him to get the girl, he could work it.

The girl could provide her own fun, girls were so emotional, so easily manipulated. So fragile.
Sasuke pulled himself back when he realised that he was starting to fantasize about his future toy/rival. No, not a rival, he would never let her become that important.

“I’ll set it up then.” Sasuke said to cover the pause.

Naruto grinned, hooking both hands behind his head.

“I knew I could count on you.”

Doubts still gnawed at Sasuke, carefully he regarded Naruto’s open face from under his eyelashes. The idiot probably wasn’t even thinking of what could happen to them if this threesome exploded in their faces. Sucking in his breath Sasuke tried one more time to warn Naruto.

“But if it doesn’t work, or if she decides later that something isn’t right, or if she..”

“Don’t worry, she’ll be cool.” Naruto said, bumping Sasuke’s shoulder slightly. “I just know it.”

Sasuke rolled his eyes.
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Sasuke shivered as he remembered his original plan. Where had it gone wrong? Why had he lost control of the situation? He pushed her knees apart but she resisted, reaching for him. Sasuke caught her hand, he needed to dominate the situation, if he could just figure this out he could fix things, he could win back Naruto.

Sasuke trailed a finger up her thigh to distract her, he needed to keep her busy while he finished thinking. His finger brushed against the material of her underwear and Sakura gave a little cry. The material was already damp, and Sasuke felt his body react even though his mind was busy trying to pick the moment everything had gone wrong.
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Naruto’s face contorted as Sakura moved her head back and forth. Sasuke felt envy rise in him, but he didn’t know if he envied Naruto or Sakura.

Sasuke lazily reached for his own cock again, but stopped when Naruto raised his eyes. Sasuke smirked, hoping to put Naruto off his game a little or at least to make Naruto wonder what he was thinking. A moment passed before Sasuke realised that the blue eyes gazing at him were blank and that Naruto was currently busy.

Naruto’s eyes cleared, and Sasuke smirked again, but Naruto didn’t see. Sasuke watched as Naruto placed a gentle hand on Sakura’s head and stroked her cherry pink hair. The look in Naruto’s eyes as he regarded the girl made Sasuke’s teeth clench.

Suddenly there wasn’t much fun in watching them anymore.
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Her knees were well apart now and her panties wet. Mechanically Sasuke tugged at her underwear, it didn’t even register when she lifted her hips to help him.
If Sasuke had been thinking, he would’ve taken a moment to satisfy his curiosity about the female sex before plunging his tongue in. Memories played back, rewound, replayed while he searched the moment.

Sakura bucked slightly as Sasuke’s tongue laved over her outer lips, up to her clitoris. She stopped thinking about anything but the warm wet tongue washing her, the growing ache in her stomach.

This was different from the last two times, the pleasure came more easily, the embarrassment was less. She was becoming aware of a new feeling, a need that she couldn’t define, but it was growing.

Sasuke’s silence bothered her, but she couldn’t think enough to say something meaningful. All her worries about Naruto and Sasuke, her worries about her self, school, Ino, her parents, everything seemed to melt in front of the heat Sasuke’s tongue was stoking in her sex.

Confusion was strong in Sakura, she couldn’t see how Sasuke’s behaviour fitted together. At first cold and distant, then hot and pushy, spiteful and mean, then hesitant and nervous. She was more used to people who spoke their minds, people who were straightforward, clear. The ever changing moods that Sasuke showed were out of her experience.

But he was so handsome, and sooo good with his tongue.

Sasuke’s mind filed through all the memories that he had, each time coming up with the same answer.
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Sasuke watched Naruto stare after Sakura, his lips almost formed a pout as Naruto continued to ignore him.

Of course he didn’t actually pout, he pursed his lips that was all. It was one thing if he, Sasuke, wanted to ignore someone, it was something else when he was being ignored.

He started planning his sentences. He couldn’t deny that it’d been fun, exciting even, but something had gone wrong. Naruto seemed even more interested in her than expected. And that could become a problem.

Sure at first he’d thought it’d work, he’d even envisaged getting her alone. But it just wasn’t going to work. Naruto couldn’t be allowed to become serious about her.

“Thanks Sasuke.” Naruto said.

Sasuke cleared his throat readying his first sentence.

It died in his throat when Naruto turned and threw his arms around his shoulders.

“That was the best thing ever.”

Sasuke shrugged, trying to push Naruto back a little. Naruto planted a wet kiss on his cheek.

Sasuke gave a little laugh. Naruto looked back at his friend as if realising for the first time that he was still there.

“Hey, Sasuke, you going home?”

“Yeah.” Sasuke said with sarcasm. “I’m worn out.”

“Yeah, she was hot.” Naruto agreed with a grin as Sasuke fell into step with him.

Sasuke didn’t reply.
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Sasuke stopped licking, above him Sakura’s eyes fluttered open. He wanted to ask her why Naruto seemed to prefer her to him. Why her, why not another girl. Because if it’d just been a matter of needing someone with tits and a pussy, he could’ve handled that. He could have provided willing partners, as many as Naruto wanted if it was just that. But it wasn’t, Naruto wanted her, and that scared him.

“Sasuke…” Sakura breathed.

Sasuke raised his eyes to stare at his rival. She didn’t look like much, she was pretty, but there were prettier girls at LG, sexier aswell. She had no experience with sex so it wasn’t her talent in bed that attracted Naruto. What was it that made Naruto’s heart beat so fast?

Sakura leaned forward when Sasuke just stared at her. She pressed her lips against his, licking at the slightly salty taste of her own juices on his mouth. Sasuke sat still, letting her kiss him.

Sakura slid off the couch to sit on his folded legs, her wet folds pressed against his cock. With a groan she started to ride him slowly. Sasuke moaned a little and rocked with her.

“Does this mean you like me?” Sakura asked breathlessly.

Sasuke gripped her hips and pushed her back. Silently he turned her over so her stomach was pressed onto the couch and her ass was presented to him. Shyly she curved her butt under, trying to hide her exposed sex. It made Sasuke’s breath hitch with heat.

Sasuke pushed the head of his cock against her tightly squeezed thighs. Sakura squealed when she felt the head bump into her sensitive lower lips. She almost protested, but Sasuke shifted even lower finding the small triangle of space between her thighs and her groin.

“I like this.” Sasuke admitted thrusting forward, working a gap between her legs for his shaft.

Sakura suddenly arched her back, allowing him to glide the rest of the way through until he felt the tip of his cock pop out the front of her legs. Slowly he started pumping, Sakura’s own wetness providing the lubrication he needed.

Sakura moved on him as best she could, her hands clawing into the couch in front of her trying to find purchase.

Sasuke moved because thinking wasn’t helping. He moved because there were certain biological signals that had hijacked most of his higher functions. He moved because he liked the feel of her legs, the way her butt was softer and slightly rounder than Naruto’s, her shoulders thinner. The way she didn’t always fight him for control, the way she blushed and stuttered for him.

But she was the reason Naruto was angry with him, she was the reason. Sasuke slammed into her harder and harder, his breathing harsh, sweat dripping into his eyes and making them sting. He repeated his own words to himself endlessly using them to hold back from yelling something revealing.

Sasuke brushed a hand quickly across his eyes to stop them from watering. Exhaustion was eating up his control again and he was still so undecided.

Sakura squeezed her thighs together, rolling her sex against Sasuke’s cock moaning at the contact. She’d never felt anything like this. Her mind reeled from the sensation. For a brief moment Naruto’s face swam into her mind, but she just couldn’t allow herself to feel guilt, she was too far gone.

And then everything went white and for a moment everything disappeared.

When she could think straight again, she was lying half on the couch her thighs were wet and Sasuke was crouching behind her panting.

Sasuke’s thoughts were finally clear. He couldn’t share Naruto. Not with her, not with anyone. Until Naruto had started this obsession with getting Sakura, it’d just been them, him and Naruto. The only person who cared for him was Naruto. It wasn’t him and Naruto anymore.

Under normal circumstances he would’ve crushed the girl and brushed her off like so much dust, but Naruto didn’t want to understand. Naruto didn’t want to see that they would be better off without her. So it was up to him to make Naruto see the truth, there was no place in their world for another person.

Recovering, Sakura realised that as fabulous as it’d been, she still didn’t know what was going to happen next. Keeping a normal two person relationship was hard enough, trying to balance three must be nearly impossible. Yet she wasn’t ready to give up just yet.

She wanted to grab her clothes, but more she didn’t want to look ridiculous, so she grabbed one of the large cushions on the couch and clutched it in front of herself. Modesty assured, Sakura started to think about her new situation.

She’d prefer to go out with just Sasuke, but she knew that without Naruto she’d have no chance of keeping Sasuke’s interest long enough to finish a sentence. Naruto wasn’t so bad, a little bit too eager and puppy-like, and goofy, not forgetting that he was a complete disaster in the cool stakes. If it hadn’t been for his blue eyes…

Sakura tried to think logically, but she was so far out of her own range of experience that she had no idea what to think. So she asked the first thing that came into her head.

“Do you love Naruto?” She asked quietly.

She couldn’t quite meet his eyes, so she looked at his casually turned back. He didn’t reply.

“I guess you must, if you let him, well…you know.” Sakura nervously pushed back her hair which was sticking to her face and neck.

Sakura laced her shaking fingers together. She’d never been very good at playing coy, she wasn’t a very subtle girl. Her mother was always saying she was like a train at high speed about things she wanted, and there was one thing she wanted.

“I love you.” Sakura waited with her breath hitched in her throat.

Sasuke’s shoulders shrugged. Sakura took a deep breath, she hadn’t really been expecting a positive reply or even, really, any reply. It still would’ve been nice though. Full honesty seemed good at this point, so she plunged on.

“But, Naruto’s nice too, and he’s really…” Sakura trailed off trying to find a word which described Naruto’s good nature and bright blue eyes.

“I guess what I’m trying to say is…what I‘d like to say is, I’d like to stay.”

Sasuke shifted, he needed to say something, the situation needed to be brought back under control, his control.

“I don’t know if you guys are gay or just..um..”

Sasuke’s mind worked for a second. Keeping Sakura meant keeping Naruto, to keep Sakura it seemed that he needed to play nicely.

“Naruto likes you.”

“Oh.” Sakura tried to sound more enthusiastic. “And what about you?”

Sasuke considered his words carefully, he didn’t want her to think she was anything special for him, but he needed her, no, Naruto needed her.

“I have nothing against you being here.” He lied smoothly.

“Well that’s a start.” Sakura said grasping onto the straw-thin hope.

“In fact, you do have some benefits.”

Sasuke didn’t bother to explain what benefits, because Sakura was blushing prettily enough without them.

Clearing her throat, Sakura pushed her embarrassment to the back.

“So, you’ll contact me for another uh, study session?”

Sasuke nodded casually, calculating his next moves.

“There’s a bathroom at the end of the hallway. You should wash.”

Suddenly Sakura became aware of just what she was covered in.

Standing up Sasuke left the humiliated girl scrambling for her clothes. In the hall he ignored her hurried steps behind him as he found the inscription papers. Underneath his own, he found the inscription form for Naruto’s basketball camp. Smiling to himself he tucked it back into her folder and went back to the lounge to get dressed.

Sakura washed quickly, then dressed just as quickly. A quick glance at her watch told her it was getting late. She still had to deliver Naruto’s inscription paper, and get home before her parents.

Leaving the bathroom, she picked up her folder and bag before going back to the lounge.

“I’ll let you tell Naruto about our arrangement.” Sasuke said casually reading the form rather than looking at her.

Sakura bobbed her head. When Sasuke continued to ignore her, she backed slowly out of the room, then out of the house.