Cascading

Written for a challenge given on Mezase's kink meme.

"NaruSaku: friction or frottage(dry humping), kissing and necking, Noise (growling), Sexual frustration, Sexual movements, shyness (embarassment, blushing), Ejaculate, come, simultaneous orgasm, inexperience.

Starts innocently enough with these two kissing and necking. A sexually frustrated Naruto (long-time-coming *no pun intended*)starts the humping action, ending in wonderful orgasms for both parts with a very embarrassed Naruto at the end. Lots of sexual movements and Naruto growling. The more descriptive, the better. :D "

Hope I did it justice.

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Sakura tried to blame the alcohol. Really, what was Shishou thinking, letting - no, _forcing_ her youngest apprentice to imbibe so much of that deceivingly sweet-flavored vodka shooter? Her head had been spinning so much she was staggering as she made her way to her bunk at Konoha Hospital (she spent so much time there it had been considered practical if a small (closet)room was made up as hers - unlike Shizune, though, she still at least spent half her nights at home). She also blamed Kakashi-sensei and Jiraiya-sama, the former for reading smut in front of her impressionable young eyes (and leaving it around where she could pick it up and read it, too! The nerve!) and the latter for writing it.

And she even thought of pulling a Neji and railing at Fate, who must be a cast-iron bitch with a horrible sense of humor. Because why, why, WHY - after all the pain she had put him through - after finding out how huge a crush Hinata still had on the oblivious jinchuuriki - after he had just returned from his training trip (taller and broader and better-looking than ever), while they were learning how to be a team - a proper team, this time, efficient and cooperative and not going to distract each other with frivolities....

Why was she having erotic dreams about Naruto _now_?

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Not only was she having erotic dreams about him, Sakura was dismayed to see, but the mere mention of his name during her waking hours was enough to plunge her into disturbingly vivid remembrance of those dreams. She was walking around aroused half the time, and horrified and ashamed the other half. She had almost thrown something at Kakashi-sensei's head when he'd ordered her to go and fetch Naruto from training ground 14, while in her head inner-Sakura gleefully dwelt on mental images of Naruto pounding into her from behind.

But Kakashi-sensei, even if he said they were equals now, was undisputed leader of Team 7, and Sakura stalked off to fetch Naruto. Her angry mutterings died down to silent daydreams, and by the time she arrived at Grounds 14, which was on the very edge of Konoha territory, the flush on her face was more due to excitement than anger.

And the flush was not going to go away because of what she beheld. Dammit! Why had Naruto taken so enthusiastically to training under waterfalls? And why did he feel the need to do so shirtless?(why didn't he take off his pants too?)

"Sakura-chan!" Naruto had spotted her. His face lit up in a way that made Sakura's stomach do funny flippy things, (he greeted all his friends this way, she told herself)and he bounded over to her enthusiastically, sun-tanned skin sparkling with tiny water-beads.

To her (pleasure)dismay, he did not put on his shirt again - instead he used it to mop his torso as dry as he could. (A task she watched with gleaming eyes) He wrung as much water as he could out of it, and then draped it around his shoulders like a towel. Despite the distracting properties of a tanned, muscled young shinobi half-naked beside her, though, Sakura managed to keep up an intelligent, bantering conversation with Naruto as they began to walk back to the Village proper. And she was quite proud of herself for that.

She was finishing a short anecdote about a jerk civilian who thought kunoichi were basically high-level prostitutes - an incident which had, she thought, turned out very funny - when she realized Naruto didn't think it funny at all. Rather, her teammate had stopped dead in his tracks, and there were flecks of red appearing in the bright blue of his eyes.

"I would have killed him," he growled, and she wondered at how utterly sexy that voice was - so different from the high-pitched tones of their childhood - even as she tried to laugh it off.

"You would do that for me, Naruto?" she said, teasingly...but the look in his eyes and the tone of his answer were very serious as he replied, "You know I'd do anything for _you_, Sakura-chan."

She turned a delicate pink, looked away - and then looked back, her own green eyes soft and filled with something that made Naruto step closer to her.

When he kissed her, it was soft and tender and his lips were cool from the waterfall and he tasted like stormwind and cold water and surprisingly not at all like ramen.