This is what you get for reading Yaoi (homosexual) on fictionpress. I've seen the light! (lol) Let's see if I can test my new found pervertedness on my favorite heterosexual pairing in Naruto!

(This is what? My second lemon? (On my own because I was forced to try on the 'Blood And Ink' account))

I love being back! This is my birthday (late, Nov. 11) gift to you all.

By: StoicCrying

Beta:

faerie-esque (CHECK HER OUT, SHE'S AMAZING....AND MINE!)

Warning:

Lemon- meaning sex, intercourse, love making? I trust you know what that means xD And really no plot.

Disclaimer:

If I owned Naruto- it would probably be a dramatic supernatural hentai ^^ (which is why I don't own it)

Songs:

Nine Inch Nails- Closer

Bonnie Tyler- Total Eclipse of the Heart

Tatu- Show Me Love

Paramore- Decode (From The Upcoming Twilight Movie)

Three Days Grace- I hate Everything About You

(Okay and Prince- Kiss lol)

A cold, rough, pale hand slid down her knee, making her arch her back in passion. His lips trailed down her neck, kissing the flesh that was exposed by the tattered red shirt. Heat rushed to her cheeks; her turquoise eyes looking up, fearing that if she looked down, he would stop his ministrations. Strands of pale pink hair stuck against her heart shaped face by sweat, small hands twisting in the short black spikes of the man below her, gently leading him towards her before pressing her lips to his own.

His left hand gripped her hip, pulling her against him. Her whole face flushed when she felt his clothed erection press against her core. He rolled his hips against hers, making her throw her head back in pleasure from the heated friction. She pressed against him, reaching for the collar of his white bare chest shirt and slowly slipping it off his broad shoulders. Reaching for her face, he grabbed her chin, jerking it towards him, making her cry out in pain.

His pale lips twisted cruelly, his blood red Sharingan looking into her passion with a hint of fear eyes. “Look at me, Haruno,” she smiled, resting her hand against his cheek, slightly nodding.

Gripping the collar of her tattered shirt, he ripped it away, before swiftly taking a kunai and cutting the chest binds, leaving a thin red line where the kunai scraped her skin from her collar bone to her stomach. Seeing the angry red line beginning to swell with blood he licked the wound from her stomach, past her breast, to the start of it before sucking gently on the skin.

His thumb and forefinger pinched her pink nipple making her gasp out has name. “Sasuke.”

He bit roughly on her neck. Involuntary, tears come to her eyes, making her whimper. He soothed it with his wet tongue before muttering, “What happened to the 'kun', Haruno?”

“S-Sorry, Sasuke-kun,” she stuttered out.

He nuzzled the irritated skin he bit before kissing her sweetly. She closed her eyes, threading one hand in his hair, the other gripping his bicep. Slowly, reaching towards the top of her white skirt, he tugged it a little. Getting the message, her hand slowly left his bicep and snapped off the belts. His hands gripped her black tight skinned shorts, before ripping them apart and leaving her exposed. She shivered as she felt the wind slowly pick up; it didn't help that she was naked.

Sasuke stopped kissing her, slowly, yet gracefully standing up. His hands made fast work of untying his thick purple rope belt and slowly eased out of his pants. Swiftly kicking off his sandals, he strided towards her, the magnificently hard organ proudly jutting between his rock hard thighs, and picked her up, slamming her against the nearest tree. She yelped out in pain, slightly trembling. He smiled cruelly against her neck before lifting her thigh and quickly thrusted into her. She yelped again, biting his shoulder and sobbing in pain. He stilled for a few minutes, letting her get used to the feeling of being stretched so suddenly.

Her eyes burned with tears, and her throat constricted with painful sobs as her lower body tried to adjust to his size. She felt blood drip down her thighs, and wrapped her left arm around his neck. Sasuke gripped her waist painfully, and thrusted into her. Wrapping both her legs around his waist, and one hand pressing against the trunk as he painfully sought his pleasure within her. Feeling her tight core grip him like a fist made him start to sharply thrust into her quickly. Removing her teeth from his shoulder, she leaned her forehead against the bleeding wound, sobbing uncontrollably.

Feeling sobs wrack her body, he slowed down. Stopping completely, he took her chin into his right hand before kissing her sweetly. Their lips mashed together before his tongue prodded her lips which slowly opened. He snaked his tongue into her sweet mouth soothingly rubbing the tip against her teeth. He slowly pulled his erection out until only the tip was inside, and slowly pushed back in. She winced, but kept kissing back as he set a slower pace. His tip hit something within her, making her gasp into the kiss. He broke the kiss, resting his head between her shoulder blades, breathing onto her collarbone. He kept thrusting, and hearing her gasp made him come a little.

Steadily, he fastened the past before he was at a normal pace, and hearing her gasp and moan his name wantonly. Bringing one leg onto his shoulder (which was a very flexible feat for her, considering his height) he kissed her roughly, her nails digging into his arms. She parted from him throwing her head back, and giving a small plea: “Harder.”

His control broke at her plea, his thrusts becoming hard and fast with no rhythm. Her mewls and begging gave him motivation, and when she climaxed he let out a small groan. Eleven more thrusts and a final sharp rough thrust he came, feeling all the blood rush out of his head. His head pounded at the force, and he leaned against her, breathing heavily. Her scent surrounded him, the smell of grass and fresh pines with a tint of rose. He slid out of her, letting her fall to the ground with white sticky cum between her thighs. He walked to his fallen clothes, putting them on quickly. Opening his backpack he took two clothes out, a red shirt identical to his own, white pants, and a single long black slash. His head turned to the left, looking intently into the forest. He lifted the backpack to his shoulder, and walked back to her. Gently, he lead her arms into both sleeves of the shirt, and tied the slash around her small waist over the shirt. He lifted her, slipping both bruised, sticky legs into the long pants and put her back down.

He stared at her momentarily, before leaning down at kissing her. Sakura pressed her lips back, and in a few seconds, his lips disappeared. She looked around wildly, and sensed a familiar chakra. Closing her eyes, she waited and heard it:

“Sakura-chan??”

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