Women's Lib 5/5 (lemon)

[AngelOfDeath]

AN: This takes place, for all intents and purposes, the day after the main fic ends. You see, I was originally going to make the first one a lemon but Sasuke is not a very affectionate person and he made it difficult to slip in much citrus. But I was still determined to make a lemon because of course that?s what I set out to do and even if I have to tack it on, it will still happen, darn it all! And thus, the lemon sprang into creation. I hope more people are inspired to write a SasuSaku lemon because the couple really needs more, er, quality time. Enough of my blather.

Disclaimer: Hm. Nope. Still don?t own Naruto. Not in the least little bit.

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Sakura?s apartment made Sasuke nervous. He hadn?t noticed it earlier in the evening when Naruto was there too and all three of them were having dinner, or even when Sakura broke out some nice plum wine and the three of them (mostly Naruto and Sakura) indulged themselves. Singing some sort of ditty about trains, they had together packed Naruto into a cab and they assumed the boy had sung himself on over to his own house an hour ago. At home, Sakura had listed around a bit as she cleaned up and when she got too dizzy to stand up any more Sasuke had taken over and cleaned up the rest as best he could. The extra food had been put away at least, and the dishes were in the sink.

But now they were alone and Sakura looked like she needed help to get to bed. Previously in the evening she had made some suggestions to him (this was after quite a bit of wine) that maybe he should think of just staying over tonight. They had been moving somewhat slowly in the physical department due to the residue of negative experiences attached to their first kiss. Sasuke didn?t want to mess things up again by doing something she wasn?t ready for.

Sadly, now that she seemed to be ready she also was drunk and he wasn?t going to take advantage of a drunken woman.

?Sasuke, think you could help me? I can?t seem to stand. I think my legs might be gone. That?s too bad. I liked them.? She laughed softly in the other room. He steeled himself and moved from the kitchen to aid her.

She was sprawled out on the ground and examining her hand with great interest. When Sasuke came into her line of sight her expression moved from quizzical to elated. It took a few tries but he pulled her off the floor and they slowly made their way towards her bedroom. This was the point when he got nervous.

Inside of her bedroom there were little touches of decorative flair that his room at home was bereft of. The small boxes, the colored drapes, a poster here or there of landscape scenes. . . she had made this room so personal that Sasuke felt like he might be violating her just by entering it. That was a silly idea, naturally, since she had invited him in, but he was particularly sensitive to the bounds of space between them. He was taking in the look of things in such a concentrated manner that he didn?t even notice when Sakura started to take off her clothing. When she was just down to a bra and skirt she lunged forward so that he would have to catch her. Caught off guard, he did so, and then dropped her on the floor when his hands encountered the skin of her back rather than her blouse.

?I had better go.? Sasuke, surprised, backed away slowly while Sakura picked herself up off the ground. Oddly quick she rushed by him to close the door with a slam and block his exit. Her determined swaying walk as she pushed Sasuke back with her forefinger was particularly intimidating to the boy. He tripped on the bed and fell prone to her nearly predatory smile.

Sakura straddled his hips and leaned forward. ?I didn?t have that much wine. But I didn?t think there was any other way I?d ever get you in here except by ruse.? The little circles she was making with her pelvis while over him were doing wonders against his good intentions to act honorably. ?Don?t you find me attractive? I was starting to wonder a bit.?

?You don?t know what you?re starting here.? It seemed to him that all the moisture in his mouth had somehow mysteriously been deposited on his palms. She was just too beautiful and mesmerizing, and he knew there were only threads of doubt holding him back at the moment.

?I?m a big girl, Sasuke, and I know where this is going.?

His hesitation only lasted as long as the time it took her to unhook her bra. It wasn?t in his nature to be particularly hesitant so as soon as he could, Sasuke eased the bra down her arms and threw it to the side without looking to see where it landed. He had a better view in front of him. The night was hot and Sakura?s skin was already starting to become slick as he continued to rub his hands up and down her arms. To be able to feel her instead of just dream and think about this moment was causing his enigmatic smile to flicker over his lips. Sakura seemed to begin to pout.

?I don?t know what?s funny to you.? She looked down at herself, suddenly self conscious in a way she hadn?t been previously. The way Sasuke had smiled had made her think that he couldn?t take this seriously because there was something wrong. . .

When Sakura attempted to cross her arms over her chest and start to stand up Sasuke responded by sitting up and pulling her back roughly, not letting her escape. She chose to let her arms uncross so that she could extract his hand from her shoulder but as soon as her breasts were no longer covered Sasuke took great interest in running his fingers over them lightly.

As he first brushed over her nipple she stiffened and stopped pushing against him and instead allowed herself to enjoy his explorations. Sasuke looked at her chest from every angle and touched and probed as he felt necessary until she was sure he had memorized every inch of her chest. Then, when Sakura was beginning to wonder if he would be content to do that all night, he shocked her by putting his mouth over one pert bud and moving his tongue in dizzyingly pleasurable circles around it.

?Only you Sasuke. . .?

He didn?t know exactly what she was talking about, but Sasuke liked the way she gasped his name. Maybe before the night was over he could get her to scream it. That would be better by far. Anticipation caused his body to tighten and he willed himself to relax a little. Sakura chipped away bit by bit at his willpower as she flexed her fingers through his hair and sighed with continued ecstasy.

Since Sakura kept leaning back Sasuke was forced to use his hands to brace her back and pull her forward, but the rocking motion that this caused rubbed her over his steadily growing erection and threatened to do him in. His groan was so deep and harsh that Sakura felt it through his tongue as it continued to swirl over the peak of her breast before moving to the valley in between and up to her collarbone.

The look and feel of Sasuke was so foreign to her previous experiences being with him. It was almost as if he had become too real, too powerful, and she became just a little bit afraid of her own abandoned control. With a flick of his tongue he made her forget where she was and she wanted back some of the control she had relinquished to him. Her brain, fevered by his touch and just a bit hazy from heat, instinctively told her the key was in being less passive in this situation. It took more strength than she thought she possessed, but she placed her hands on either side of his head and pushed him away from her neck. Sakura?s nerves screamed in protest, but she quieted them soon enough.

When Sakura pushed him away, Sasuke felt himself panic for a split second. Perhaps he had done something to hurt her without knowing and she wanted to stop. Would he really be able to stop himself? Sakura made him crazy and every inch of her shining skin he wanted to touch and memorize with his tongue and his eyes if she would just let him. The confusion he held inside of him, addled by raging lust, was replaced by new purpose when Sakura began to touch him, gently at first, but with more pressure when she seemed to come to the decision that he was not breakable.

His shirt had stuck to his body with sweat, but she peeled it off of him with a smooth motion and it joined her bra on the floor. The first thing she did when she had bared his skin was run her nails down his stomach lightly and then around to his back with a tickling sensation that brought bumps to the surface of his skin. He tried to lunge forward and kiss her again but she leaned away and as he made a little growl she pealed out a throaty laugh. Tawny and dark, harsh and masculine, he was her beast for the night and she enjoyed baiting him like this.

After he settled down and stopped trying to touch her as she seemed to not wish that, Sakura rewarded his obedience with kisses. Plump lips, moistened by her tantalizing pink tongue, kissed him on the temples, the cheeks, teased his lips but didn?t meet them, and moved down his cheeks to the soft tissue below his earlobe. She brushed her lips down his shoulder and lifted his arm so she could continue an unbroken path over tightly muscled biceps and forearms, letting his hair cause her lips to tingle in sensation, until she reached his hand. Sakura looked into his eyes again and found nothing but an intense fascination with what she was doing. However, mere fascination was not enough to satisfy her and so she parted those lips he could not tear his eyes away from and drew his index finger past their ripe fullness and into her satiny soft mouth.

Each joint of his finger she lavished attention on with her tongue and felt where the bone lay just under skin and flesh. When she sucked just a little harder on his finger and drew it out only to apply insistent pressure to bring it back in, Sasuke seemed to snap. Suddenly, his finger was gone from her mouth and she had been thrown down on the bed while he nearly ripped the rest of his clothes off of his body and pounced on her with glowing eyes.

Sakura yelped as he literally tore her skirt from her body and her panties as well so that he could touch her soft curls. He slowed down after that, more conscious, more human, and moved up so he could be beside her rather than towering over her in that feral crouch. Now he indulged what he wanted earlier and ran his hands all over her, from the arch of her foot back up to her lips. She tried to capture his hand when he touched her mouth, but he pulled back as if she had burned him and then brought his mouth down over hers, stifling her quick teasing laugh.

They fought for a while with their tongues, prodding and exploring with single minded purpose to discover and pleasure more than the other. Eventually Sasuke had to pull himself away because he still had more he wanted to accomplish before this witchy woman beguiled him again past sensibility.

His tongue began again to mark the skin on her neck with brands of love and possession and some of the previous ones were already beginning to purple, he noted with satisfaction. While he busied himself in such a way above, his hands sought the sensitive nub secreted at her center and Sakura?s cry of surprise and pleasure when he found it made him feel almost godlike. She was so responsive, so giving, and he felt unworthiness grip him and stop his body with paralyzing hesitation.

Sasuke had just started making Sakura feel some heavenly pool of feeling grow inside of her and the way he stopped, brow knit, let her know that he was probably thinking too much. Well, it was his fault for opening up a moment of weakness, and she took full advantage to snake her hand down and grip his solid member with more than a little playfulness. She felt his length, his hardness, and let her lidded gaze meet his.

?You?re a little too good at this. I can barely compare.? She said the words with an edge of sarcasm as she gripped and moved her hand over him faster. Sasuke rewarded her with a rapturous smile, and Sakura wished she could always remember him just like that. He was exquisite.

?I can?t hold on much longer.? Sakura was only partially sure of what Sasuke was referring to, but she was ready for anything.

?Then don?t try.?

Sasuke?s eyes darted wildly and he grabbed both of Sakura?s hands only to guide them above her head. He seemed to want them to stay there, but he made no attempt to restrain them, just to replace them in the same spot every time she placed them elsewhere. The way he placed himself over her body and in between her legs let Sakura know that the time for play was over. Sasuke?s muscles bunched and swelled as he prepared himself for this, but even so he still didn?t look away from her face, searching for something. Whatever he saw, it wasn?t anything that prevented him from plunging into her, past her small barrier, until his full length was inside Sakura. Then he stilled. The pain was minimal and Sakura began to attempt to move thus signaling her readiness. Sasuke, oddly, stayed still and didn?t respond to her efforts. He had also stopped looking into her eyes.

?Sasuke. . .??

Her words galvanized him into action, placing her hands from where they had flown to his cheeks back where he had put them above her head. Then, once he had done that, he quickly began to set a pace Sakura found herself challenged to meet. He drove into her hard and fast, roughly using her untried body. It was something like the edge of pain, but once her muscles adjusted to the new exercise, Sakura found that his demanding strokes were driving her to feel that same delicious thing that his long fingers had been drawing from her previously. It was intense, and as she braced against the wall with her hands to keep from ramming into it, Sakura thought that she would shatter if what her body was promising her actually happened.

Sakura?s sharp pants became shorter and faster until her body seized and pulsed around Sasuke, pulling him into his own orgasm after a few more thrusts into her wet heat. Rather than let himself relax and enjoy the afterglow, he stayed perched above Sakura, still intimately connected. When he finally pulled out, he caved in to his desire to hold her as he had caved in to his other desires this night. Now that she knew, now that she had seen him with no control and no concern for her body as he got lost in his own needs would she hate him? That he had lost control sickened him, but the possibility that she had been hurt forced worry to blossom and rot through his heart.

?Did I. . . hurt you?? Sasuke asked carefully. Sakura?s eyes were closed and her arms were still above her head, limp. When she looked at him after he asked her, she tried to convey how incredulous she was that he even asked that question.

?I?m stronger than you think. Sure I?ll be a little sore, but then I could expect that from any workout, right??

Her flippant response caused cool, soothing relief to flood his veins. Sakura was the only person he felt like he could be himself around. She had accepted his bad attitude, his lack of communication, his tendency to get angry over stupid things and hold grudges, and her only response to just about all of it was to love him in a way he was sure he didn?t deserve. How had he gotten so lucky? Sasuke relaxed into his bliss, pulling Sakura close as if he could mold her to his body and fuse them together.

While Sasuke?s features again relaxed, Sakura thought to herself. Fast on the heels of her post orgasm glow came the worry of pregnancy. She had just realized they hadn?t used any protection. Gravely, she informed Sasuke of this and he barely even bothered to open his eyes to greet this new information.

?If you are, we?ll just get married.?

Sakura wondered if someone could have a heart attack from love. Her own heart was certainly attempting it.

[bookworm]

Very nice. I like the fic as a whole, AoD. It brings to mind a Sasuke whose not the one that is acting now in the series, but the Sasuke in the near beginning.

[Oyuki]

i love your fics. they're all so good/wonderful/awseome!