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"Here it comes…" Sakura sighs in her head, already prepared to let loose a long breath of annoyance at her friend's tease.
As predicted, Ino has once again broached the subject that most of their shared circle of acquaintances has seemed to have taken an interest in, too. During the peaceful but boring days following a horrendous war, in the absence of any mortal danger looming ahead or countless missions to occupy their minds, most shinobis of her age have become extremely self-aware of their unquelled hormones.
And obviously, someone as seductive and open-minded as Ino would discover the benefits of playful promiscuity in no time, then taunt her puritan rival on how much she ‘misses'.
But Sakura isn’t the kind of woman to spread her legs for anyone because she can’t keep her desires in check, contrary to the heiress seated across her.
Much like her teammate sitting next to her, the pure and cheerful hero of Konoha, whom she had enough presence of mind to inform of the florist’s shameless craving for gossip regarding her friends’ sexual prowesses.
Although, as reassuring as it is for her to have Naruto by her side to team up against the platinum-haired vixen, Sakura has yet to know what he can possibly retort to ‘make Ino blush so hard that she’ll pass out’, as he so proudly said before they entered the nightclub.
Turning her head aside, her emerald eyes widen as she’s confronted with his massive smirk and his glinting pupils, an expression she knows far too well.
Whatever has just crossed the Jinchuriki’s mind, it won’t leave the Yamanaka seductress unscathed.
"What do you mean, Ino ?" Naruto feigns innocence in his tone as he places his glass on the table with a double tap, the signal that the bluff has begun. "Sakura isn’t a virgin anymore, didn’t she tell you ?"
Even as Sakura has braced herself, she still represses the urge to splutter her cup of fruity booze out of her mouth and redden her cheeks with a coloration that would match her vibrant hair. Fortunately, her fluster is vastly eclipsed by the glee caused by her best friend’s reaction.
"WHAT ?!" Ino practically bulges her eyes out of their sockets alongside a loud gasp, nearly jumping out of her chair from sheer bewilderment, her jaw slack. "Since when ?! W-With who ?!"
From her place, the pinkette can almost hear in her head her longtime friend’s devilish little laugh, so specific when in the middle of an elaborate prank. Judging by his lips, which only curl wider, reaching the edges of his cheeks, it’s as if he had waited for Ino to ask him that question ever since their evening had debuted.
"Weeell…" He hums, not delivering the answer but leaving no hint for misinterpretation either, subtly pointing a finger towards his own face. To her own surprise, Sakura doesn’t feel offended in the slightest at Naruto implying that he's her first, probably because she’s aware that he’s covering them. Or, at least, that’s what her brain rationalizes at the moment.
Reading the sparks of doubt in his fellow blonde’s aquamarine eyes however, her teammate interrupts her with another lie, uttered with utmost confidence and a bit of masculine pride to bolster the facade. "It was a one-time thing between friends a few months after the war. We were just curious, you know ?"
"Then why didn’t Forehead tell me ? I tease her every day about how she's the most prudish girl I know, something’s off." Ino frowns, clearly not buying it completely yet.
"Of course I wouldn’t tell you, Pig." Sakura crosses her arms and slumps her back on her chair, morphing her features into a defensive expression. "The whole village would have heard about it in a single day."
Leaning forward and resting her chin on her palm, the platinum blonde in question begins to smirk and twitches her eyebrows. "Fair enough, but now that I know, surely you don’t mind if I ask for some details, right~ ?"
At that inquiry, Sakura’s blush fully emerges to life on her visage, her lips already pried open to refuse vehemently. But she’s cut short by Naruto’s light chuckle, still composed as if he had planned this turn of events, too.
It’s not too far-fetched for her to believe that he had, actually. Even someone who’s more brawls than brains like him would think twice before lying to Ino’s face about sex or romance, two domains she’s far too passionate about.
"That’s a bit embarrassing, but I guess you won’t be pleased until you get what you want ?" He shrugs with a mischievous smile, a smile that Ino eagerly flashes him back with a nod. "I don’t really mind talking a bit about it, but only if Sakura agrees, and if you promise to keep it a secret."
His voice sounds suddenly serious. The kind of tone that makes Sakura’s heart flutter a little. He truly has thought about it all, enough to even be sure that the talkative florist won’t start spreading unnecessary rumors.
"I'll keep my lips shut; no one will hear anything from me." The heiress replies, looking quite in awe before the Jinchuriki’s unexpected switch in demeanor.
Darting her pupils from Naruto and Ino in turn as their stares wait for her answer, Sakura sighs, hoping that her teammate won’t come up with a story a bit too perverted for her taste. "Fine, go on Naruto, tell her."
Right away, the air of seriousness surrounding his frame vanishes as his lips curl into another smile. And with it, he blesses the two kunoichis with a masterful craft of a tale.
Walking along the illuminated streets under the starry sky as she’s being walked home by her longtime teammate, his endless giggles echo in her ears, akin to a child laughing at a joke in his head. All the while, her brain wanders to dangerous feelings, still recovering from the spiky blonde’s way with words.
The whole story had been effective, far too effective. So much so that, true to his proclamation, Ino was made to blush and squirm in seconds, but unbeknownst to Naruto, not out of embarrassment.
As a woman herself, Sakura had read her counterpart’s body language to perfection. Were it not for her telling him that he had ‘revealed’ enough about their ‘first time’, then her eternally clueless friend would have been brought back to the seductress’s lair and fucked senseless for the entire night.
Rather discomfortingly, she also can’t help but muse that it wouldn’t have posed him any problem whatsoever.
Currently however, Sakura has to deal with her own impulses, for she, too, has succumbed to his lecherous fable, surely even deeper than Ino, given that she was the main character of it.
Loathing her pent-up hormones, in this moment and place, the pinkette admits without any doubt that she’s set ablaze, unvoluntarily aroused like never before by Naruto.
All because of that goddamn lie. Far too smooth, far too romantic, far too perfect a scenario for a lovely first time between close friends.
An imagined scenery she now desires to turn into reality; however, the amount of details he had put that had fully convinced Ino bothers her a bit…
Even as it is an irrational response, her heart sinks a bit as she ponders whether or not her handsome and popular friend may not be a virgin, experienced by a fling or lover that has slipped her keen sight.
"Seriously, how did you even manage to say all of this with a straight face ?" Her voice is meekier than before, for she’s unable to look at him in the face, perpetually blushing as the pictures flash through her mind.
"Most of it was made up on the spot, to be honest." Naruto chuckles, his hands joined behind his scalp, completely unaware of the bubbling mess of lust she has become. "I used some of Pervy Sage’s stupid books as reference, and mashed it with what I thought would be believable for a first time. A great mix of perverted stuff and romance."
Her pupils light up at the explanation as rejoicement surges within her being against her will. He has told her a few times how his training beside the deceased Sannin had gone, from the endless spars to the more… Unenjoyable part of it, which was his perverted mentor constantly using the spiky blonde's poor innocence as objective review for his novels.
Thus, Sakura smiles afresh as she justifies Naruto's intricate description of sounds, feelings, and scents being a side-effect of his years as Jiraiya's apprentice. Yet all the same, a particular portion of his answer to her question vividly piques her curiosity, something that she must address.
From afar, her flat stands only a few meters away; she has only a minute left to tease her teammate a little.
"I see…" She shuffles closer to him, grazing his jacket-clad arm with her bare one, prodding him to shift her attention towards her. Meeting his confused stare with her mischievous own, half-lidded and punctuated by a snarky smirk, her voice slips through her lips as sweetly as honey. "So, I guess your future girlfriend is very lucky, if you really do everything you said earlier~"
It's not as if she's so turned on by these images —which don't leave her mind— that her own perfect fantasy begins to shape into what he had thought for himself.
"Yeah, as if." She grumbles mentally, her cheeks burning from her embarrassing admission that she'll never find a guy as inherently kind-hearted as Naruto. Indeed, the woman he'll choose will be the luckiest lady alive, while the sole relief she'll get will be from her fingers as she pictures everything in her head…
…Or, as utterly disconcerting as her idea is, elicited by urges becoming more and more rampant at the apex between her thighs, Sakura can act boldly tonight, checking how far she can go with her longtime friend without crossing his boundaries.
Still, narrowed on his features morphing into a flustered visage, she waits for his reply, just to be certain that she's allowed to be selfish for once.
"Dunno about that, I feel like I'd be pretty boring in bed, you know ?" His embarrassed snort, coupled with the sheer automatism in which a hand comes to rub the back of his scalp, has never looked cuter to her eyes. A tic as memorable as his verbal one, which she would have paid no mind beforehand, but unexplainably makes her weak at the knees with a hot gush crashing along her body right now.
Her brain is definitely affected beyond normalcy by the sizzling lust roaming through her veins ever since he had recited his fake story. And as aware of her irrationality though she is, despite being assured that this momentary hunger can be quelled by herself later in her bed, her mind simply can't stop hoping, reeling with yearning.
She'll never make fun of Ino or any of her colleagues ever again, if this strange sensation is the culprit for their sudden prowling of pleasure, for the struggle to contain her own impulses truly is vain.
Subtly biting on her bottom lip, Sakura stops in her steps, standing before her front door as she musters every bit of resolve she can grab in her core. Her next words will either result in a stepping stone in her life or the complete destruction of a friendship she holds dearer than any other one. Heaving in a handful of air, her left hand skims Naruto's own as her lips finally part. "Personally speaking, I'd be very receptive to your way of doing it…"
With eyes widened to the extreme and his jaw dropping to gasp, Naruto throws her the most puzzled look that she has ever had the chance to behold.
"T-Thanks, but… Y-You don't mean… That… Right ?" He mumbles absently, totally confused as his gaze trails aside, avoiding her in her entirety, processing the implications of her statement.
As if she had read his mind however, Sakura dresses herself on the tip of her toes, bringing her mouth to his ear for a whisper, possessing a sultriness he had never heard before. "Aren't you… Curious, too ?"
From her inquiry, the Jinchuriki swears every centimeter of his skin heats up under his jacket, succumbing to her tone as if it were a forbidden technique for the control of one's mind and body.
Gulping in place from her eyes that practically burn his entire figure, it's as if he's ordered to deliver his total honesty. "Well… Y-Yeah, I am, of course." He murmurs back, still scrubbing the back of his head as a furious red adorns his cheeks. "Are you, like, really serious about this ? W-What if our friendship changes if we… You know ?"
Pondering just how thoughtful her friend is, beaming with joy at the fact that he values their bond as much as she does, the pink-haired medic curls her lips into a sweet smile and allows her blush to fully decorate her face, producing a highly enchanting expression that makes Naruto's heart skip a beat. "It should be fine. Just a 'one-time thing between curious close friends', or something, right ?"
Stepping forward, Sakura opens her door and leaves it open, then looks over her shoulder. "So… Do you want to come in or not ?"
Regardless of her arousal, in this moment, transfixed on Naruto's erect shaft in her bedroom as they stand naked, Sakura realizes that words and actions are two completely different things.
As soon as he had begun to undress rather clumsily, when more and more of his toned muscles appeared before her, peeling layers of attire until even his boxer had come to rest on the floor, she felt a pulse within the depths of her groin.
Confronted with the sight of the man she knew like a brother, denuded in full for her alone, an intense fluster has erupted, not out of shock, but out of a self-realization.
Dare she say, Naruto is virile in the truest meaning of the term, perfectly chiseled from head to toe, his dedication to his career apparent through his traced torso, muscular arms, and powerful legs. And for some reason, it took her that long to recognize just how drooling he is to simply admire.
As of now, faint superiority towards his numerous fangirls emerges in her mind, for she can't even recollect how many times she had been granted such a delectable vista throughout their years of intensive training.
However, the part that enchants her the most, directing her attention towards it like a moth to a flame, is the throbbing length standing firm between his thighs, the tip already covered in a sheen of precum. As thick as her wrist, far longer than her meager fingers, and visibly expectant, prominent in her field of view as it greets her interested gaze in all its power.
Huffing to herself, she forcibly darts her pupils higher, meeting the Jinchuriki's face, seemingly equally as nervous as she is. Yet, his eyes trailing up and down along her body remind her of her own situation, every inch of her pale skin exposed for him to feast upon.
A meal that, judging by his silence as he narrows his stare like a predator on her, he truly revels in.
Feeling both empowered by his desire and sheepish from her total nakedness, Sakura wraps her forearm around her breasts to cover her nipples, while her cheeks begin to burn anew.
"Um… I've already seen them, so… No point in hiding them, you know ?" Naruto attempts to lighten the mood, his chuckle meek yet deep with a hunger she knows she's responsible for. "Plus, they're really pretty…"
Blinking and gasping softly from her place, her heart hammers beneath her bust. With this simple compliment, her tension vanishes bit by bit, until she's relaxed enough to uncover her bosom. "Y-You think so ? Aren't they too small ?"
Truly expectant of her teammate to agree, she's however baffled when he tilts his chin aside like a confused puppy. "Huh ? No, they're perfect."
How can he even praise her with utmost confidence and innocence, Sakura doesn't know, yet, as his words are processed and registered, etched in her brain for days on end as the greatest reassurance she would ever need, her pussy starts quivering like never before, thankful and impatient.
Pressing her thighs together and stifling a moan at the unexpected delight coursing through her nerves, surprised by her own sensitiveness, a smile adorns her face as she allows her gaze to wander once more, travelling from Naruto's face to his endowment, drawing her to it in mere seconds.
"Thanks, you're very handsome, too, to be honest. And your cock seems… Uh, quite long ?" She awkwardly retorts, trying her best to find appropriate words to convey her astonishment, wondering if he would even fit inside her.
Noticing the pulse that runs along his dick at her compliment, the pinkette snorts to herself before finally making a move, her bare feet light on the ground as she approaches her soon-to-be lover and ravenously ogles every inch of muscle he has to offer.
Now standing a few centimeters before him, Sakura tips her chin up and wraps her arms around his neck, and takes an unfathomable amount of pride from his shuddering and his subtle breath.
"So, what now ?" The Jinchuriki questions, his hands already on their way to her lower back, wanting nothing more than to press her completely against him.
Shuffling even more forward, smothering the softness of her breasts against his pectorals, all restraint and modesty shatter on her part, obscured by lust when his hardness brushes the tiniest bit on her slender abdomen. "How about we follow that very nice story you came up with ?"
Swallowing the biggest lump he had ever felt in his throat, Naruto brings his hands to her back and trails lower, tentatively squeezing an ass cheek alongside a husky purr. "Even the kiss part ?"
Cutting him short however, Sakura bites her bottom lip amidst a whisper…"Especially the kiss part."
…Before pushing herself up on her toes, shutting her eyes close, and mashing her plump lips against his own.
Surprisingly, their kiss is nowhere near the mess she had expected, almost instinctive. First a few skims of their mouth against one another, their tongues quickly follow, embracing one another and swirling, a dance so mesmerizing that the only thing forcing them to part is the need for air a few seconds thereafter. Yet, the sheer ecstasy has both spurred them on in an instant.
Hence, right after a mandatory recovery, after having exchanged a gaze and smile that leave no doubt about their intentions, their lips close the gap once more, fiercer than before, needier with muffled moans punctuating what they can only describe as a proper make-out.
Following the eagerness of their mouths, their body begin sharing heat, grinding against each other's as Naruto's fingers become more confident, caressing Sakura's back and butt, whilst her own desire radiates from one hand that goes as far as to travel towards his cock, and cajoling it with slow, inexperienced strokes.
Captivated by the warmth and hardness embraced in her palm, her responsive cunt happily trembles, emphasizing how famished it is for this marvel of a shaft, throbbing under her soft touch as its owner openly groans during their kisses.
Prodded by her starvation, Sakura backs towards her bed without even looking behind her, totally enthralled by her teammate's passion expressed through his journey on her skin and inside her mouth, until they both ultimately slump on the mattress.
Reflexively supporting himself on his hands, one at each side of the pinkette's head, Naruto gawks in place before the sight he's being conferred. Utterly seductive with a face most cocky, her eyes half-lidded and her smile predatory, Sakura snatches his breath away as strongly as the first time he had laid his eyes upon her.
Though this time, the blatant lust she has for him, visible from her boiling gaze, her flushed cheeks, her hardened nipples, and her surreptitious squirms, could suffice to melt his brain altogether.
"…Just to be sure… This is not a dream or something, right ?" He shoots her a light giggle, almost childlike.
Huffing in amusement, the questioned woman merely cups his cheeks and lowers his head for another kiss. "Did you ever have dreams like this ?"
"You have no idea." His smile morphs into a toothy grin, far too overjoyed. "But you're even prettier and sexier than in all of them right now."
Feeling proud and flattered by his admission, her heart pounding and her stomach churning, Sakura can't help but let loose a soft moan as her womanhood tingles with need.
A need that begs to be sated so harshly that her back arches on its own, searching for his own length.
"You're a very smooth talker when you want to, you know that ?" She coos in a sweet giggle, rubbing her fingers on his cheeks. "Ready now ? Because I can't wait anymore."
Not needed to be told twice, Naruto blesses her with his affection, assaulting her skin with kisses from her lips to her breasts, only to rest there with his tongue roaming all over her supple flesh, enchanted by her bust's smoothness and firmness. Encouraged by her light laugh, quickly turning into pleased gasps and moans, his lips explore her bosom with utmost dedication as she combs his scalp with her fingers, keeping him there for her own pleasure.
"K-Keep going… That's— Ah~ Great…" Sakura whimpers, tightening her grip on his locks as soon as he suckles a nipple and tugs its twin, then switches their treatment.
Her entire body warming up, she feels her nerves bubbling with bliss each time his tongue scrapes along her breasts, eliciting an uncontained moan at every lap and every suck, only to let loose a whorish groan when Naruto dares to sink his teeth ever so slightly onto her chest.
Prodded even more than she already was by his shameless craving, she forces him to raise his head and stare at her, meeting her borderline famished and lustful pupils. "Please, I'm aching down there… I want you."
Heaving out a trembling gasp, the spiky blonde nods and straightens his back, aligning his groin against hers. Ogling her anew, journeying his truly appreciative regard from her modest and heavenly chest to her dripping slit, his cock openly pumps a trickle of precum from the sight alone, quaking in impatience.
Brushing against her folds with his bulbous tip, rolling his eyes up as the simplest of touches against her pussy lips coaxes a mewl out of her throat, Naruto lowers his dick, parting her snatch in the process, until the unmistakable hint of an entrance skims his cockhead.
Locking himself there, grasping her curvaceous sides for leverage and gauging her reaction, as soon as Sakura bestows upon him a firm and timid nod alongside a pleading look, his hips rock forth. Right away, he tips his chin up and screw his eyes shut, assailed by a delicious tenderness rippling around the inches breaching the pinkette's orifice.
Spurred on by such marvelous sensations, feeling her insides fluttering in appreciation of his cock, Naruto sinks deeper and deeper, unhurriedly feeding centimeter after centimeter of his pulsing shaft to his lover's ecstatic cunt…
…Until, with a last thrust coupled with his grip dragging her towards his groin, each and every inch of his dick disappears within her insides, massaged from tip to base so expertly that preventing himself to cum becomes a trial in itself.
Below him however, Sakura isn't faring any better, stretched like never before, feeling stuffed to the brim by a manhood that easily defeats her fingers. Clamping down around her partner like a vice, undulating without interruption as nothing but rapture strikes her depths, she's already on the brink.
"You're okay ?" Naruto breathes out, his voice deep and caring, searching for any hint of discomfort on her part.
"Yeah, I'm fine… Never thought it would feel good already…" She huffs, smiling and squirming in kind, before wrapping her legs around his lower back. "You can move; it doesn't hurt a bit."
Needing no further consent, the spiky blonde joyfully retreats, slowly backing away even as her tight pussy clenches around him as if to trap him there, urging him to plow her again. A proposal that Naruto doesn't have any reticence to accept, for at the moment that his tip almost escapes from her hole, before Sakura can even notice it, every inch of his cock happily slips back within her.
Erupting her voice in a delightful howl, the pinkette allows her hand to grasp his back for support as his motions flow naturally, thrusting back and forth in a tender manner, filled with desire yet gentle in kind, wanting nothing more than to feel her around him in her entirety.
For each delve he makes, her body squirms and shivers, drowning in a foreign pleasure that saps more and more of her sanity, prodding her to lose control of her voice and modesty, now tossed to the void.
"Yes ! R-Right there…" She moans afresh, struck by an intense spark as his cockhead repeatedly thumps against her G-spot without any effort required, delivering her so much ecstasy that her fingers and legs tighten even more around his body.
Feeling her nails scratching all along his shoulder blades, Naruto doesn't care in the slightest, far too deep in his own arousal and pleasure. With each moan from Sakura, his thrusts become slightly fiercer, constantly encouraged by her delighted flatteries and own motions, for after only a minute, her crotch begins to grind against him, meeting his eagerness like the finest of teamwork.
"God, Sakura you feel— Insane…" He growls, mashing his lips against hers, succumbing to his urges as his inexperienced cock begins to pulse greater than ever before. "I'm close already…"
Releasing an outdrawn moan at his admission, Sakura kisses him back languidly, twirling her tongue around his own and whimpering inside his mouth. "It's okay… I w-won't last long, too…"
From her words alone, yearning for shared climax, Naruto subconsciously increases his pace, gliding his dick along her cunt so eagerly that the sound of his waist clapping against her groin echoes in the bedroom. Over and over, he buries himself to the hilt while they exchange kisses and praises, eclipses here and there by moans that only push them both to the edge.
Until, with a particularly rough thrust, delivering to her pussy a boiling euphoria never obtained beforehand, Sakura slouches her head on the pillow, drops her jaw slack, and shouts. "C-Cumming !"
Following her raptured voice, her folds ripple around his cock as if to milk him dry, her constriction both ravenous and tender, coaxing his own eruption. In a deep grunt, Naruto clasps his fingers around her waist and stills himself within her, discharging a noteworthy amount of hot semen within her depths, so bountiful that he swears some of it overflows out of her pussy.
Bereft of energy, his body surrenders to its weight, slumping tranquilly on her sweaty figure. Panting and recovering from a pleasure that he won't ever get enough of, the Jinchuriki blinks when the soft touch of his lover's fingers blesses his neck and trails further up, stroking his hair once again.
"That was… Awesome… Sorry if it was too quick, though…" He chuckles to himself, pride and mild shame clothing him in equal measure.
Still lulled by her own rapture and ongoing climax, revelling in her lover's mouth that peppers the skin he can reach with smooth kisses while she caresses his scalp, Sakura has come to two conclusions.
True to all her friends' words, sex with the right person is amazing, and she's not afraid to admit that she wants more…
"It's alright, we have all night…" She states matter-of-factly, though her lips naturally curl into a smile when Naruto shoots her a dumbfounded expression for a second, only to show her his toothy grin thereafter.
Bringing his mouth to hers once more, Naruto restarts his thorough exploration of her body, nibbling her neck before licking lower, until his tongue comes across a part he likes way too much. "You're right, we have to do the whole story, after all."
The sole response he receives is a hum of approval and a nod, two gestures that solidify how great their night will be.
On her part, Sakura can only thank the skies for coercing her to take the way of Medical Ninjutsu, because all the claw marks she inflicts on his back while he has his way with her won't go unnoticed by anyone.