Stolen

A/N - This is a prize fic I wrote for Your Cold Nightmare. I hope she likes it as well as everyone else....

Warning: Lemony goodness. ^^

Stolen


Cool crisp night air rolled over and cooled the two hot bodies. Each moved in a sensual and exotic way, letting the sweat from their backs glisten in the moonlight.

The grass was soft behind the woman’s back as she was pressed into the earth by the man above her. Dark eyes the color of blood looked down at her in a predatory fashion, his eyes giving way to the lust he felt for the strawberry haired woman.

Dark locks swung and he thrusted deep within her, causing he to writhe beneath him with wanton pleasure.

Everything that he did to her was like heaven, from the light touches to the bruising kisses. It all sent her over board, drowning her in desire. Nothing should feel this good, nothing. Yet here, among the whispering maples, she was being proven wrong, and gods she loved it.

His mouth was on her sucking and nipping at the heated skin making in sizzle with delight. Hands roamed freely cupping each breast with harsh fingers. An action that would normally prove painful turned into to ecstacy with each flick of her hardened nipple.

“Gods....” She groaned as his rhythm began to fall apart, a tell tale sign that he was close, but so was she.

Deep within her something was twisting and turning send white hot pleasure to her lower stomach. It was building up, she knew it. Everything felt like it would explode, calming her racing heart and ending it all.

She didn’t want this to end, yet she felt it. The dam began to break and she came calling his name into the night sky. A name that should have never touched her lips in the first place. It was a sin but she excepted her fate.

“Itachi.” She called once again, feeling his hot seed pool within her. Yes this was her lust, her sin, and her hate.



Sakura woke with a start, the memories of her dream playing in her mind as if taunting her to even dare question her feelings.

It had only been a week since the mission in Suna where she had last encountered the elder Uchiha.

It had been merely been am unexpected meeting, where both parties were surprised to see the presence of the other.

As usual a fight had broken out between what was left of team seven and the two Akatsuki members that Sakura knew so well.

Itachi had played with her, like a cat did with its prey before killing it completely. As if he found her as nothing but a pest, and one that need to be squashed in the most unsightly way.

Sakura fought with all she had, but even she knew that it would do her no good against the man who had single handedly taken out one of the most powerful and feared clans.

It was then when she expected to feel pain and the flowing of warm fresh blood, that he had kissed her.

It was a quick kiss and one that left her wanting for more. Itachi merely had given her, what she would figure to be, a smirk and then he was gone. Leaving her with her conflicting emotions and rising anger at the fact that not only had he stolen her first kiss but he had also taken her headband.

The act itself confused her more and more and since that moment her mind and dreams had been plagued with the memory of the elder Uchiha.

“Bastard” She murmured as she tried to cool her heated body.

Sakura laid in her sleeping bag in a small clearing. Before her sat the dying fire, its last embers glowing in the night. On her left slept Naruto, mumbling in his sleep, no doubt about ramen. The thought made her smile, ‘Can’t keep his mind off the stuff.’ she thought.

Turning to her right she saw her sensei sleeping against a tree, his hand clutching that infamous orange book as it draped over his lap.

Across the fire slept Sai, his dark locks falling into his face, sometimes he looked so much like Sasuke.

The thought made her heart tighten and she quickly dismissed it. She was beginning to think that the younger Uchiha would never come back, a fact she had long ago excepted.

Taking a deep breath she once again snuggled into the warmth of her sleeping bag, hoping to get at least some sleep before having to start out again. They still had some ways to go before reaching Konoha again, an early start was a given.

Sakura laid there trying to will herself into the land of dreams, but her eyes would not close. She kept letting them wander around, scoping the perimeter. Something began to bother her, at times it seemed as if she had caught movement in her peripheral vision, yet when she turned to look it was gone.

Something or someone was watching her. Sitting up, Sakura drew a kunai from under her pillow. Normally she would have wakened the others, but something told her not to.

Standing up she spotted the figure, it was retreating into the forest as if calling to her, asking her to follow, and follow she did.

Sakura did not realize she was moving until she had already descended into the thick woods a few yards.

Upon this discovery, she stopped and took in the smell of pine and oak. The forest was truly beautiful at night.

“You came?” Sakura jumped at the voice but could do nothing as she was forced into the bark of a tree.

Her back ached under the rough bark and she whimpered under the assault. Looking up she was faced with crimson eyes that took her breath away.

“I... Itachi.” She breath, not wanting to believe that the man in her dreams was here, his body pressed flush against hers.

The man said nothing as he studied her with his piercing gaze. Again she felt like a weak animal before him unable to protect herself from his eyes.

“Why are you here?” She asked in what she hoped to be a brave voice.

Itachi only smirked, lowering his face leaving only inches between them.

His breath washed over her, warming her cold lips as he spoke. “I should be asking you the same.” Was all she heard as his lips came down hard on hers.

The kiss itself was fierce and unyielding. Itachi’s mouth revenged hers without mercy taking all he could and Sakura willingly let him.

She was beginning to feel the same warmth that had coursed through her body in the dream she had only minutes ago.

“Itachi” She mewed, feeling a hard bulge pressing into her thigh. She knew what it was and that knowledge made her hotter, her whole body screaming for what the man in front of her could give her.

As if sensing this Itachi began to rock into her, their hips grinding in a steady beat tuned on their pants and moans.

Itachi’s thigh pressed against her virgin core, it become damp with her excitement. She needed him, she needed him now, fuck the foreplay. Her dreams had been teasing her and leaving her wanting for so long, god forbid if she had to wait any longer.

Sakura gave Itachi the cue to quicken pace by pulling on the annoying clothes that were blocking skin to skin contact.

The Uchiha took no time in stripping both of their garments, leaving them bare to the night sky for only the stars to see.

Sakura gasped as she felt calloused hands massaging her womanhood, bring a chorus of sounds from her pink lips. He body began to move with his hands pushing against them, wanting them to move quicker and harder as she tried to find release.

Grinning at her actions Itachi pressed a single digit into her welcoming heat and watched as her face contorted in pleasure.

“Itachi....” She groaned, her voice already becoming horsed from their activities.

The fingers pumped in and out of her in mock sex bring her closer and closer but not letting her come.

Finally, Itachi stopped letting his hand fall from her warmth leaving her wanting nothing but more.

Quickly he pulled her down so that she laid beneath him on the soft ground. Sakura looked at him lust clouding her emerald eyes. So long had she longed for this and all because of a simple kiss.

Taking his position Itachi began lowering himself on top of the young woman, making sure his hardened length was aligned with her sweet core.

At that moment they looked into each others eyes as if telling the other what they wanted. Not daring to wait any longer Itachi pushed into her with one clean thrust, taking away her virginity and her innocense.

Sakura could not care what she had lost to him, all that mattered was the way his body moved with hers as they made love under the new moon. Their bodies dancing in rhythm with nature itself.

Yet it all came to an end in one grand finally as both came together, in each others arms. A couple that is never meant to be.

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The morning air blew across the camp as Naruto bounded around picking up his bedding and supplies.

So far he was the first to wake, so it was up to him to get the others up and going, first off Sakura.

“Oi, Sakura-chan!” He yelled shaking her gently. “Sakura-chan!”

She opened her eyes and blinked a few times, trying to taking in her surroundings. First thing she saw was Naruto’s bright blue eyes which caused her to jump.

“Naruto, ever heard of personal space?” She grumbled pushing him away.

“Just trying to wake ya up.” He said in his defense.

Sakura ignored him, she wasn’t in the mood. Last night turned out to be a dream as well. ‘But it felt so really.’

Despite what she had hoped nothing had happened, just another trick of her lust. Turning around she went to grab her clothes so that she could get dressed, but stopped as her eyes fell upon the metal and fabric of her headband.

A smile tugged on her face as she realized that it had been indeed true.

“He returned it.... fancy that.” Was all she said, as she laughed and went about packing.


-Fin-