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Sakura giggled nervously and hooked pink strands of hair behind her ear, “W-What are you talking about?” She stammered. With Sasuke’s gaze upon her, she became acutely aware of the heat rising to her cheeks and her inability to hold eye contact. There may be no smoking gun but it didn’t take a detective to know she looked unequivocally guilty on all counts; She was about to be sentenced by the judge and jury.

“Come here,” He straightened himself and turned to enter the room. After a few steps, he paused and glanced over his shoulder at Sakura who still stood frozen in place, hesitant. “That wasn’t a request.” He added.

His low, firm voice startled the maid into motion. One foot in front of the other, her legs moved unconsciously until she passed through threshold of his bedroom and stopped a few feet from the door at her back. The idol made his advance and stopped in front of her, their chests nearly touching and gaze unwavering as he reached behind her head to close the door with a soft click. Sakura’s ears perked next at the sound of the lock turning and her heart began to race because how could it not, being locked in the bedroom with a man mere inches from her face?

“I’ll ask again- How much did you hear?” The idol’s voice was just above a whisper now yet she could hear him clear as day. They were so close she had to crane her neck backward just to meet his dark irises.

It was futile to lie. She could tell by his demeanor that this question was more confirmatory than the contrary. She swallowed hard, recognizing the familiar lump in her throat she hated greatly.

“All of it,” she managed, her eyes searching his for any signal of anger but finding none.

No, his eyes were not warranting danger, but quite the opposite. The muscles around his eyes and face softened, blurring his typically sharp features into a kindly expression. Sakura recognized this look from his work in dramas but this version was authentic, unstaged. For the first time, she felt she could really see him, unedited, for who he was.

This.

This was Uchiha Sasuke,

The idol’s hand reached for the back of Sakura’s head and felt her soft locks between his fingers as his other rested on the small of her back, a tender caress. Her breath hitched in an automatic reaction to his touch which tingled more the longer her held her in his warm hands. Instinctively Sakura’s hands rose to the expanse of his clothed chest and rested there, noticing how they moved with the rise and fall of his breath. Beneath her right palm, she felt the strong pump of his heart, an organic reminder that he, and this moment, indeed, were real.

One lip corner twitched into a smirk and the words that followed were slow like molasses, “Then I guess you already know what I have to say.”

Sakura’s fingers clutched at the shirt over his chest as her mind reeled remembering the words he spoke in supposed privacy. They were words she happened to stumble upon and weren’t meant for her in that moment and because of this she wanted to hear them again- the right way this time.

Before speaking she swallowed again and gazed into his intense, dark eyes. “Say it again,” She whispered.

“Sakura,” He inched closer to her mouth, “I love you.”

This time, they would not be interrupted- Sasuke sought to that as he lightly guided her lips towards his own, his fingers tightening slightly around her hair as if this chance would slip through them if he were too careless. Their mouths, slightly parted, met timidly at first- a test of some sort to read the other’s boundaries and maybe even their thoughts if they were lucky. Her lips were as soft and plump as he imagined them to be which provoked an electric current down his body, excited about what other parts of his imagination of her must be like.

Sakura could feel Sasuke retreating from their kiss to come up for air but this moment came too long to be gone so quickly. Desperately, Sakura hooked her arms around the idol’s neck and pulled him down again, deepening their kiss in both pressure and intensity as she slipped her tongue between his lips. Sasuke responded to her desperation by matching her in hunger; The way in which he devoured her so readily gave him the appearance of a starved man at a feast. Her pull was permission for him to show her in this moment how badly he wanted her in more ways than one.

As their tongues danced over each other their breaths became hot and shallow with want. Sakura held tightly to the man’s neck pressing her chest into his and she secretly hoped he could feel her hardened nipples through the thin fabric of her sweater. Just as she felt the length of his desire hardening against her thigh, she too wanted to communicate her needs, the list of said needs growing with each passing second their clothes were still on.

His hand on the small of her back traveled south towards her ass, groping it with his large palm and allowing it to move down the back of her thigh until he pulled the leg up and wrapped it around his outer hip. In this position, his clothed erection made direct contact with the throbbing heat between her legs, earning an involuntary moan from the woman. Hearing her voice in that manner nearly drove him feral. His lips broke from hers and trailed tiny kisses along her jawline until he reached the soft area of her neck. Here, his kisses were scorching and left her stomach churning.

“Tell me to stop,” he panted, “Because if you don’t tell me soon, I don’t know how I can hold back.” The bulge was tight and uncomfortable in his pants and there was only minor relief as he pressed against her. To his surprise, her hips rocked forward creating friction against his length and he let out a low groan.

“Then don’t hold back,” She replied, her voice breathy with want.

He lifted his mouth to her ear and growled, “Are you sure you want that?”

She shook her head ‘yes’ and the idol hooked his free hand behind her other knee and carried her to his bed, sitting her on the edge before he climbed over her. Sasuke placed his forearm near her head as his other made its way idly from her chin and down her neck to rest at her breast where he cupped and kneaded it gently over her sweater. While he placed a kiss to her neck, his thumb brushed over her hard nipple and he could hear her sharp intake of her breath along with the rise of her chest.

As he made work over her sweater, Sakura’s hands traveled over the man’s back, noticing how his muscles tightened and loosened depending on his movement above her. Her finger caught on the hem of his shirt and pulled it upward in an attempt to remove the article.

Sasuke planted a hot kiss to her lips before he removed himself from atop her to stand at the edge of bed, the absence of his body from hers leaving her yearning for his return. Her emerald eyes followed as the man removed his shirt in one swift move revealing yet again his god-like physique. The pants he wore hung low on his hips enticingly close to where Sakura wanted to take him whole in her mouth.

The maid crawled to the edge of the bed on her knees and Sasuke bit his lip as he looked down at her with eyes half-lidded. She placed her hands over his chest and dragged them downward over his abs and stopped at his waistband where he burned and throbbed for her touch. Before she could reach his button, the man felt for the edge of Sakura’s sweater and pulled it upwards.

“Your turn,” He murmured as he left the clothing in a green pile on the floor.

Even though she wasn’t fully naked, she felt exposed beneath Sasuke’s hungry gaze. Two perfectly round mounds materialized from beneath the fabric. The cold air kissed her skin, hardening her pink nipples even more which shone in contrast to the milky white of her skin. Naturally, she felt shy and self-conscious as this was the first time a man had seen her without clothes. Her shoulders tensed as Sasuke’s gazed raked over her form and loosened after she heard him whisper, “Beautiful.”
He bent downward toward one of her breasts and closed his mouth the hard peak and sucked it gently before flicking it with his tongue. Sakura’s back arched in response to the sensitivity and covered her mouth with her hand to stifle her whimper. She looked down to find Sasuke’s eyes already looking up at hers with mischief. After allowing her breast to drop out of his mouth his fingers lowered to her waistline.

“I wonder where else you’re sensitive,” He unbuttoned her pants and unzipped the zipper where her black lace underwear sat beneath. Sakura lifted her lower body to allow for him to pull both of them away, leaving her now fully naked on the bed, knees closed together.

Sasuke placed his hands atop her knees and spread them wide revealing her pink pussy glistening and slick with pleasure and all he could think about was how good she would feel wrapped around his cock.

“S-Sasuke,” She stuttered, looking up at him with doe eyes so innocent and pure- a stark contrast to the lewd position she was in.

He looked up at her as his thumb slowly swiped from the bottom of her wet lips to the tip of her clitoris where he circled it lightly, “Yes?”

Her mouth hung open and her face flushed as she bucked into his touch to add pressure. “I-I want you.”

A slight smirk pulled at the corner of his lips as his thumb circled faster and Sakura whimpered, writhing beneath his touch. The sound of her voice so utterly erotic hardened him to the point of nearly hurting. So, with his free hand, he unbuttoned his own pants and allowed them and his boxers to drop to the floor, sighing in relief as the strict confines fell away to a puddle around his ankles.

Sakura bit her lower lip as she watched his cock spring free, all six or seven inches of it. Her eyes then peeled away from his member to his hand between her legs where he ceased all movement. The woman was about to protest until Sasuke inserted two fingers into her cunt, her walls wrapping around him tightly at the unexpected pleasure. She moaned as he crooked his fingers within her, dragging against the spot she herself found so many nights before and as her vision began to blur, he withdrew his slick fingers and used her juices to wet his dick. The view of him stroking himself made the pit of her stomach burn with lust.

As he stroked himself, Sasuke climbed onto the bed and settled his frame between her legs taking care to shift his weight to his forearm near her head. The head of his penis grazed against Sakura’s pussy, warm and soft and a low moan rumbled in his throat, “Sakura.”

Her hands cupped his cheeks, bringing his face closer to hers. “Sasuke-kun… This is my first time,” her eyes flickered away shyly and then back to his to garnish his reaction.

The idol smiled sweetly at her bright red cheeks reflecting honesty and just a tinge of embarrassment. Her vulnerability and lack of experience was comforting to his own novice sexual experience. “Mine too,” he replied soothingly.

While his lips lowered to hers, he aligned the tip of his dick with her entrance, entering inch by inch with caution and God, she was tight. His eyes shut tightly mustering all his strength to control himself from fucking her senseless while her walls, so wet and warm, enveloped his throbbing member. As he slid in the remaining of his length inside her, he let out a hoarse groan against the woman’s lips and pulled away from her only enough to observe her features for discomfort. Her arms wrapped around the back of his neck now and she looked up at him with glassy eyes and her mouth parted slightly, hot breath fanning his face.

Where there wasn’t discomfort, there was ecstasy.

Sasuke started slow- his sweet and patient kiss to her mouth a distraction from the initial pain from accommodating his size. It subsided quickly, the ache replaced by the sudden swell of pleasure he brought with the thrust of his hips. His thick, twitching cock filled and spread her insides in a notably fulfilling way as opposed to the toys she had used to pleasure herself before. She peered up at the man to find his eyes locked on hers appearing to look for further approval to which she rocked her hips forward forcing a sigh from him.

She gasped when Sasuke unexpectedly hooked his arm around one of her thighs and brought her leg to rest on his shoulder, folding her nearly in half. Sakura felt every inch of him pull out and thrust back into her, the position and angle allowing him to bury his dick further into her pussy bringing a steady build to her peak. Her leg atop his shoulder quivered and her toes curled as she cried out his name with fervor.

“S-Sasuke!“

His slender fingers swiped across her lips before probing into her warm mouth, “Shh, you don’t want anyone to get curious about what we’re doing before you finish, do you?” He growled.

In reply, she whimpered and sucked on his fingers until he pulled back and used them to rub her clit while he pumped in and out of her. Her body writhed, overcome with an intense sensation expanding as fast as wild fire as he fucked her at a fast tempo accompanied by his attention to her clit. She gripped Sasuke’s bicep firmly in anticipation of the impending shockwave as she approached the peak of ecstasy.

He could tell she was close by the way her walls pulsed and constricted around his shaft, his own climax approaching soon. Just the thought of leading Sakura to her demise- and being her first- intensified the pressure and heat behind his groin. Looking down at her beneath him now, eyes rolled back in pleasure and mewling for finish, he was more than pleased to follow through and make her see stars. As his pace quickened, so did their breaths.

“Y-You’re going to make me-“

“Sakura, I’m-”

Sasuke’s thrusts became erratic and his muscles trembled as he came, spilling his hot cum into her pussy as he released a guttural moan. Her walls pulsated with aftershocks of her climax and a sense of love and pride filled him; His head was reeling from the pleasure, intoxicating fumes of sweat and sex in the room, and how beautiful Sakura looked beneath him, chest heaving and flushed.

With care, the man pulled out and a trail of cum followed from his tip until the line eventually thinned and broke. A satisfied groan left his lips as he rolled next to Sakura who immediately nestled herself into the crook of his neck. Sasuke reached for her and pulled her close, noticing how the curve of her body fit his rough edges just right.

They laid together in a comfortable silence, a tangled, sticky mess of limbs and a common feeling of satisfaction and relief. For a while they stayed this way.
From the crook of his neck, the woman adjusted and like a single unit, Sasuke followed suit. She gazed up at him with her hand tenderly caressing his jaw.

“I love you too,” she smiled and accepted his kiss to her forehead.