It has come to my attention that many people were displeased with the fact that this story didn’t have proper warning and I apologize about that. I have added a lemon warning to the chapter summary. It appears that I have been putting the author’s notes on my versions but not the ones here that have additional warnings so I will try and fix that in the future.
There WILL be sex in this chapter and lots of it, although Sakura starts to change her tune and it’s no longer so non conish. If this still bothers you, quit while you’re ahead now.
All characters in this story are over 18. No kiddy sex here guys.
And one more thing. Lexy the Thief noted that this story resembles a hentai doujin called “Painting Sakura” Lexy, you win the grand prize because that doujin actually inspired this story, although I have embellished it quite a bit. I think I mentioned that in the author’s notes on but like I said, those didn’t make it into the version here. Thank you for your observation Lexy. You’re well versed in the realm of hentai
I’ll shut up now. Hot sex in 3…2…1…
Bonded
“Use your instincts and your own originality and you’ll probably have her coming back for more.”
Kakashi’s words reverberated in Sai’s skull as he pulled away from Sakura’s body.
He only had to let his eyes glance to the side and take in his surroundings before he began to formulate a plan, his mind sharpened by intensive training that he had been subjected too since he was small.
He pulled away from her opening, noticing with satisfaction that she had grown wet enough to leak natural lubricant down the insides of her thighs. Sakura gave a small moan of frustration at his absence, secretly wishing that he would continue what he was doing because if he stopped now, she might just die. However, she was soon focused more on what he was doing rather than what he wasn’t as he sat up and reached for one of the many brushes sticking haphazardly out of a jar on the nightstand while wiping his mouth with the back of his free hand.
Sakura craned her neck to the side to watch the ex-ANBU’s slender fingers wrap around a long handled paintbrush and pull it from the jar.
“What the hell are you planning to do with that?” she asked, trying to keep her desire and nervousness from making her voice tremble.
“I plan to be original and adaptive,” Sai said, focusing on her body once more with paintbrush now in hand.
To Sakura’s ears that made no sense, but then again, Sai never made sense unless he was talking about battle formations or team strategies. Everyday life was more than this social outcast could handle, including the realm of sex and all it entailed. Why the hell did he think he could just come in here and simplify something so complicated and…oh my, he was looking surprisingly…sexy.
Sai had repositioned himself to straddle her and had raised the brush to his lips, wetting the plentiful bristles with his tongue while staring at the kunoichi intently. The sight of his lithe pink tongue dragging over the fine brush hairs made Sakura’s heart skip a beat. Now she was even more curious about his intentions, and a little more eager to find out.
Sai moved the dampened bristles over her left n****e and began to tease the taut bud with graceful swirls of the brush. Sakura couldn’t help her sharp intake of breath as the soft fibers danced over her skin to produce sensations that were totally unlike those caused by his fingers or tongue. The soft touches were fleeting, tantalizing, and did little to satisfy the raging lust within her. Sakura unconsciously arched upwards, presenting pert breast as a flawless canvas for Sai to paint with invisible images of desire, squirming as the silky bristles moved in graceful arcs over her flushed skin.
“Sai,” she whimpered in pleasured agony as the brush moved to circle her other n****e. The heat between her legs was throbbing, burning so hot that it was almost excruciating. As much as she had disliked being touched there a mere moment ago, she felt she would go insane if she didn’t get attention there immediately.
It was apparent to the young artist that his change in tactics was already working. If he could coax her into vocalizing her passion more, he would almost certainly be able to bring her to the peak of pleasure.
He drew a line from her breasts to her navel and circled the indentation with a few sweeping strokes, enjoying the way she writhed in response. When he let the bristles of his brush mingle with curly pink hair, Sakura’s bucking only became more desperate. It was clear she wanted further stimulation although she was still failing to vocalize it past a few incoherent whimpers. Perhaps now was the time to experiment with clitoral stimulation.
Finding the fabled part of female anatomy turned out to be easier than expected. The pink pearl above Sakura’s opening was swollen, peeking out from the folds of flesh that usually covered it. Sai let his brush encircle the throbbing nub, testing its sensitivity but when Sakura let out a raspy moan louder than all the others, he knew he had found the key to her greatest pleasure.
Using a steady hand, the shinobi flicked the brush back and forth over the engorged flesh, immediately eliciting a whole new set of heated sounds from the previously uncooperative kunoichi.
Being a medic, Sakura knew that the female clitoris was rich in nerve endings, making it possible for a woman to feel intense pleasure if the tiny organ was handled correctly, but until now she had never experienced it first hand. As much as she hated to say it, it seemed Sai’s performance was already putting Naruto to shame, although she had to cut the Kyuubi container some slack considering they had both been very drunk and had lost control of some of their finer motor functions…and hormones.
But this, this was amazing! Who knew that a simple thing like a paint brush could become such an unlikely sex toy? Sakura’s cheeks reddened at the thought but her skin was already so pleasure-flushed that she doubted Sai would notice. However, the bristles were soft and pliant and their touches little more than whispers on her skin. She wanted more friction, more pressure against the tender little button, something more substantial to fill the aching void between her legs.
“Sai…please,” she panted hoarsely without even knowing exactly what she was begging for. He seemed to know enough about how to please her that she could only hope he’d have some ideas on finishing the job. Her wrists continued to tug reflexively on her restraints even if she knew she would gain no freedom by it. Her body was moving on its own now, back arching and hips grinding in a search for release.
“Please what? Tell me what you want Sakura,” Sai responded with an artful stroke over his captive’s c**t, determined to make her voice her needs out loud.
Sakura had never considered Sai’s voice to be sexy, but right now, it sounded like melted chocolate for the ears, rich and dark and smooth and the mere sound made the inner muscles of her womanhood ripple rhythmically, searching for something solid to grip and pull deeper inside her body.
“Touch me harder. I want you to touch inside of me,” she managed to pant out, meeting his gaze with hooded eyes.
The dark haired man wordlessly complied and drew a meandering path from the tight ball of nerve endings to her quivering opening, her plentiful juices saturating the brush’s tip.
He let the bristles dip inside her and swirl around briefly before retreating and Sakura was sure he meant to drive her insane. The brush that had felt so soft against her skin now felt rough and scratchy against the sensitive walls of her sex and she found the ephemeral touches to be completely unsatisfying.
“More,” she panted out, grinding her hips up against the phantom brush in frustration. He had built her desire to unimaginable levels but the sadist was doing little to alleviate the fire in her now. She knew it was impossible to die of sexual frustration but right now her body was telling her otherwise.
Sai found he enjoyed seeing his usually composed team mate so disheveled, all sweaty and needy, moaning for his touch. His c**k twitched in his pants and he had a strong urge to pull them off and slip inside her right that very moment. However, he knew he must be patient. A man’s orgasm was practically guaranteed but that of a woman’s took more work and patience and he was determined to bring her to climax before even joining their bodies as one.
She was asking for more but he was hesitant to slip the brush inside her deeper without being able to gauge properly the distance between her opening and cervical wall. Hurting her or even causing her unnecessary discomfort was not part of his plan.
He removed the brush from her all together and let it slip from his fingers to roll off the bed and onto the floor. Using his newly freed hand while the other supported his weight, he let a digit slide over the pink pearl, feeling its slippery texture beneath his calloused fingertips.
His bound lover immediately moaned in pleasure as he let the pad of his finger rub little circles over the button, arching her hips against him to intensify the contact. Her eyes slid shut and her head turned to side as she lost herself in the sensations she had been craving.
The ink user varied his speed and watched in fascination at how she responded. Slowing down seemed to make her buck against him urgently while speeding up seemed to make her whole body tremble. But somehow, even now, her heady moans were few and far between.
Abandoning the pulsating bundle of nerves, he moved his finger to her opening. He could feel the heat radiating from her center like a furnace and teased her outer lips for only a moment before pushing his digit inside.
Sakura immediately shuddered. Her back arching as Sai’s finger entered her welcoming body. She was so wet and incredibly hot and immediately the muscles along her passage gripped his finger tightly and began to flex in pulsating waves, as if they were living entities themselves that meant to draw him deeper inside. He could only imagine how it would feel to have his p***s inside her instead, being milked and squeezed by feminine muscles. The books had explained in detail the ecstasy of being inside a woman but it still hadn’t prepared him for how wondrous her body actually felt.
He began a slow, pumping rhythm, sliding his digit in and out of her and watching his finger emerge covered in clear, sticky fluids, only to insert it within her again. Sakura was clearly approving of his actions, mewling and whimpering as she writhed helplessly, her legs carelessly splayed wide to accommodate him.
Her tight sex gradually began to loosen as he stretched her and Sai wasted no time in filling her, slipping a second finger in to join with the first and feeling her tight walls flutter in a series of contractions.
While her response wasn’t a moan, it was a high, keening cry that pleased the artist just as much. He noticed she was tugging at her bonds again but seemed to have no intention of getting away. He was glad he had decided on using rope made from a softer material instead of the rough stuff used for binding enemies. She would almost certainly have cuts and abrasions all over her wrists since she continued to pull at them mindlessly.
For the first time, Sai noticed that his own breath was coming in harsh pants. It seemed he was just as aroused as she was and all he had done was touch her body. He could only imagine the men in certain scenarios that had been seduced by an enemy woman and been helpless to stop her as they worked their hands and mouths all over masculine bodies. Sex indeed was a powerful weapon and he wondered if Konoha trained select kunoichi in how to use it as such. If so, he was fairly certain Sakura was not one of them, judging by the way she responded so readily to every new touch.
He pushed his fingers a little deeper now and noted she had bit down on her bottom lip, trapping most of the pleasured sounds she made in the back of her throat. The artist’s forehead creased in a frown. Was she refraining from making noise on purpose? It wasn’t like they were in a mission situation where silence was the difference between life and death, so why the effort to remain quiet?
Sai wasn’t about to ponder another one of the mysteries about women. There were already too many to count. Instead he repositioned his body so his mouth once again hovered over her open sex. He continued to pump twin digits within her but now he was going to add his tongue back into the mix, a combination that seldom failed to bring women to completion, at least in his research.
As soon as his tongue began lapping at her fleshy pink pearl, Sakura knew she was in for a hell of a ride. The sensation of tightness in her abdomen instantly tripled until Sakura felt she might collapse in upon herself. The feeling of his thrusting fingers and agile tongue had her head spinning and it was all she could do to keep breathing. How could Sai, weird, clueless, awkward Sai make her feel this way? She cracked an eye open to see the man in question lapping at her and immediately felt her vaginal muscles clench. Even as her world was in utter turmoil, his expression remained peaceful as he licked her gently and when he drew her c**t into his mouth and began to suck it softly, Sakura was sure she would blow apart.
“Sai,” she whispered breathlessly, having a hard time forcing air into her lungs to even say his name.
At the sound of her voice, his eyes opened to reveal twin pools of black that instantly captivated her as he peered at her over the curve of her hip, his mouth still latched on to her c**t and suckling like a hungry infant, his fingers still rhythmically pumping inside of her.
It was too much to handle. The tightness in her stomach suddenly exploded outwards and Sakura was plunged into a world of utter bliss as her orgasm overcame her. Colors danced across her vision as every nerve ending radiated pleasure. She was no longer tied to the bed but soaring high and it seemed nothing would bring her back down.
Sai watched Sakura’s face contort in pleasure before she threw her head back and parted her lips in a soundless scream. Her entire body went rigid before shuddering almost violently as she came. He could feel the muscles around his fingers tighten almost painfully around him before they quivered spastically and he knew he had finally reached his goal, sucking the bud between his lips even harder to prolong the pleasure she must be feeling. However, he couldn’t stifle the pang of confusion and slight disappointment at the fact that his name had come out as a whisper instead of a scream. Did this mean her orgasm wasn’t as good as the ones he had researched or was Sakura an odd case who didn’t cry out during sex? Either way, Sai decided he couldn’t feel disappointed when his team mate was beneath him, lost to the world as pleasure coursed though her. She actually looked quite…beautiful.
Sitting up from between her legs, the dark haired man finally began to strip off his pants. His body was on fire for her and now that she had climaxed, there was no need to hold back anymore. As he tossed the unnecessary garment aside, he marveled at how powerful a thing sex really was. His desire for her made him want to rush ahead, to be reckless, something he had never been during his entire life as a shinobi. He wanted to plow into her, to take her like a wild animal and it was only by sheer willpower and countless previous exercises in cultivating patience that he managed to refrain.
Gradually, Sakura became aware of her surroundings as her orgasmic high subsided. Her limbs felt heavy and useless and even if her arms had been untied, she doubted she could have summoned the strength to do much at the moment. Was this what a real orgasm was supposed to feel like? She certainly hadn’t achieved it with Naruto. Their coupling had been enjoyable but he hadn’t made her feel like this, like she would die if the pleasure intensified just a little more, like her whole body was burning, was being consumed piece by piece.
She let her eyes flutter open to find Sai in front of her wearing appreciative look…and nothing else.
That was enough to snap her out of her dreamy afterglow as she watched him wrap a hand around his length, now jutting forth proudly without being restrained by his pants.
Sakura had to fight to swallow the lump in her throat. Good god, he was huge! Well, ok, maybe not that big but from her position, his manhood certainly looked intimidating. She was sure Naruto hadn’t been that big and the second the thought formed, she felt a little guilty. She was constantly comparing the two and she needed to stop, but she couldn’t help it. Her blonde haired friend had been her only sexual partner up until now and she really didn’t know what to expect from the man before her. She certainly hadn’t expected something like that!
“Sai, wait,” she said in the firmest voice she could muster which apparently wasn’t very firm at all because he hardly slowed at all as he positioned himself between her spread thighs.
“We shouldn’t do this. There are all sorts of consequences that could—ahhh!”
The kunoichi didn’t think it was possible to feel lust again so soon but as Sai’s hot sex bumped against her own, she felt desire wash over her in waves, eroding her panic and doubt away.
“You are very attractive when you climax,” Sai said in a voice akin to a growl. “I want to see you like that again.”
Not even his odd choice of words could quell the heat that flooded the pit of her stomach. His dark eyes were aflame and she knew that desire was burning as hot in him as it was in her own body.
His lithe, wiry frame was before her now, finally devoid of clothing that had hindered her view of him. While his odd, midriff shirt had left his abs exposed, she found that seeing him now in nothing at all changed her view of him completely. He was no longer just a team mate, a weirdo, but a man, an incredibly attractive man.
Strong, long fingered hands slid up the back of each of her thighs and held her open as he advanced. She could feel the heat radiate off his member before it even touched her and the feeling made her inner walls quiver in anticipation.
When his c**k finally brushed her nether lips, she couldn’t help but gasp. She could feel him pulsating against her skin and knew there was no going back after this…not that those thoughts mattered. There was nothing she could do to stop this anyway; assuming she even wanted to stop it and Sakura couldn’t even be sure about that anymore.
Sai hissed through clenched teeth as his throbbing manhood made contact with her flesh. His erection was so hard that it hurt and he could hardly wait to alleviate his suffering.
Looking down, he watched the head of his c**k press against slick parted lips. This was it. They would join their bodies together to form a bond as they shared an experience that could never be taken away.
Dark eyes met jade and Sakura bit her lower lip to keep it from trembling. The fingers gripping her thighs tightened and slowly, deliberately, Sai pushed his hips forward.
Sakura couldn’t hold in a throaty moan as she felt her p***y stretch to accommodate the length within her. He was so thick, so hot. She could feel his flesh pulsating inside of her and her body responded accordingly, her hips arching upwards to aid him in seating himself fully within her.
The second her body parted for him and took him in, Sai felt as if the air had been driven from his lungs. She had been tight around his fingers but around his c**k she was a vice, a smoldering, silky, slick vice that was seeking to draw him ever deeper into a place that was surely a gateway to paradise.
The sensation of entering her felt like an eternity as his shaft sunk inside her inch by painful inch and yet, it was over much too soon as his base pressed against her outer lips and he could go no further. He wanted to pull back so he could drive forward once more to experience entering her all over again but at the moment, it was all he could to still his hips momentarily and feel her vaginal muscles clenching and flexing around him.
He was still focused on those emerald orbs, their lucid depths now clouded with desire and he found that he couldn’t look away. He was falling into them, into her, and the sensation was nothing like what he had researched at all. He wondering briefly if he had made a terrible miscalculation and was in way over his head but now that he had come this far, there was no way to back out anyway.
“Sakura,” he breathed, her name coming out in tones of reverence. “You feel so…so…”
Sai found he had no word in his vocabulary to describe the feeling of her around him.
“So do you,” She answered in a hoarse whisper, the faintest hint of a smile gracing her lips. Never looking away from the bottomless black depths of his eyes, she panted out two breathless words.
“Move. Please.”
Still gazing at her raptly, he drew his hips back slowly and pushed forward again, keeping his movements gentle as she moaned beneath him.
She was louder this time and her cries of passion seemed to come from somewhere deeper inside her, from her very being, and when her eyes slid closed in ecstasy, he was released from their hypnotic spell and was able to take in her entire body as he continued to ease in and out of her slick, tight passage.
Her jaw went slack as he pumped forward into her, her soft breasts bouncing slightly with every thrust. Her entire body glistened in a thin sheen of sweat and he could feel droplets forming on his own back and chest as his muscles flexed with his movements.
He let his eyes drift down to where he was holding her legs wide apart and watched in fascination as his c**k slid in and out of hot, pink flesh, the glistening petals of her sex spread wide like a flower in full bloom as he increased his speed slightly.
He hadn’t been ready for this, for what it really felt like to be with a woman. The books had described passion and heat, the screaming of a lover’s name and the raw urgency of reaching climax, but the book had failed to inform him of the indescribable beauty of a woman orgasming at his touch, of the way you could suck air hungrily into your lungs and still feel like you were drowning, of being so wrapped up in her sweat and hair and skin that you couldn’t help but let your guard down completely and focus only on her.
He hadn’t planned on this, on being so drawn to her, but now that he was here beside her, inside her, he found he wouldn’t trade this experience for anything.
He released his grip on her thighs and leaned forward so he could brace his hands on the bed on either side of her head and she wrapped her legs around him in an attempt to bring then closer. Their faces were closer now and he could feel her breath fan over his cheek. Her eyes were still closed in serene pleasure and her rosy lips were parted as moans and whimpers tumbled forth. Without thinking, he dipped his head and pressed his lips to her own, taking his chances even after her fierce bite earlier. However, this time, he was rewarded with a gentle touch of her tongue against his lips as she returned the kiss.
Growing bolder, he slid his tongue along her upper teeth and into her mouth where it twined with hers and immediately a whole new realm of sensations flooded his senses, making him kiss her harder as passion overwhelmed him.
A hand came up to fist in silky pink strands, holding her still as his tongue tangled with hers. His body sought to join with hers in everyway possible, to melt into her completely. She pulled his tongue in her mouth and began to suck on it gently as her hips moved to meet his thrust for thrust. When they finally broke apart, his breath was coming in harsh, rapid pants and he felt as if he were on the edge of something cataclysmic, like he was about to fall into a place in which there would be no return.
Her sweet taste still lingered on the artist’s tongue and he trailed kisses down the column of her neck, licking up the saltiness there in his quest to satiate his hunger for her flavor.
The rosy haired kunoichi would normally have been embarrassed by the sounds she was making, the wanton groans and mewls that she couldn’t seem to retain fell from her lips. However, she normally wouldn’t expect to find herself tangled up in Sai’s bed either. The dark haired man had done something to her to make her forget herself and she had surrendered to him and the pleasure he had to offer.
His wandering tongue left her neck and trailed over her collarbone to once again find the swell of one of her breasts. Both hands slipped into her hair, cradling her head as his mouth latched on to an erect n****e and began to suck hungrily, all the while never ceasing the constant mind blowing rhythm of his hips.
Slits of jade appeared beneath rosy lashes as she watched him suckle at her. She longed to bury her hands in his thick dark hair and hold him to her but she remained bound and formulating words to request to be set free seemed like an impossible task to her currently lust fogged mind.
Her head turned side to side helplessly as she felt the coil in her stomach tighten once more. She didn’t think she was one of those women who could orgasm more than once during sex but it seemed Sai was about to prove her wrong.
The dark haired shinobi felt something inside him threaten to break free and he wasn’t sure whether he should resist it or embrace it. He assumed it must be his own impending orgasm but this too was nothing like what the books had described. It felt like chaos would ensue if he gave in, wonderful, pleasurable, breath taking chaos, but as a shinobi, his entire will rebelled against the idea. His body however, seemed intent on reaching completion.
He let Sakura’s now swollen n****e pop free on his mouth and buried his face in the crook where her neck met her shoulder. The scent of feminine sweat and floral shampoo assaulted his senses and he knew he could hold back no longer.
“Sakura!” he moaned, his cry coming out shaky and broken as he pumped into her once, twice and then felt a series of pulsating contractions that stole his breath away as his body flooded hers with his seed.
He couldn’t hear. He couldn’t see. All he could do was feel as white hot pleasure tore through him almost violently and he bit down on Sakura’s shoulder in attempts to cope with the intensity.
Sakura was so close. She could feel her muscles begin to contract tighter around his pistoning length as her body prepared for release. Her vision was tunneling, her body was tensing, and right when she was at the brink of the precipice, she felt a gush of hot liquid inside her and Sai collapse on top of her in a tangle of limbs.
‘Oh, you have got to be kidding me!’
She tried to grind her hips up against him in a desperate attempt to reach completion but she could already feel him softening inside her, making her efforts useless.
Was he really going to leave her high and dry? If he fell asleep on top of her while she was still incredibly horny and tied to the bed, god help her she would make him useless to every other female for the rest of his life.
“Sai,” she panted, her breathing and heart rate still way above normal. “Untie me.”
The dark haired artist heard her murmur something against his ear and it took a moment for his brain to assemble the words and decipher their meaning.
As he lay panting on top of the kunoichi’s smaller form, Sai felt like he was moving in slow motion, unable to keep up with the world around him and it was all he could do to dispel the chakra running through the ropes with a flick of his wrists so she could break them on her own. Getting up and untying her himself seemed like an impossible task at the moment.
The second she felt the tingling in her wrists disperse, Sakura jerked on the ropes and snapped them with one sharp tug. Although she was sweaty and tired, her desire to reach completion filled her with an energy she hadn’t thought she could muster and easily rolled the exhausted shinobi over so he was on his back looking up at her as she straddled him.
“You know, it’s not very nice to bring a girl to the brink and then leave her behind.”
Sai blinked at her owlishly, clearly confused by her words before answering, “But you already had an orgasm Sakura. Doesn’t that make us even?”
Clearly he understood nothing about women, but then again, that was no surprise.
“Sai, a woman’s body works a little differently than a man’s,” she said, trying not to let her lust or frustration take over. “I was about to have a second one but you left me hanging and I’m not going to let you get away with it.”
Well that was easy enough to say, but obviously he was going to need a little stimulation to make her plan a reality because his flaccid length was of no use to her at the moment, but maybe…if she could touch him…
Sakura reached between their sweat slicked bodies and took Sai’s length almost gingerly in one hand. She had never done anything like this before but her best friend Ino had told her more than enough stories to give her an idea of what to do. The blonde woman had blabbed, usually in graphic detail, about using her hands and mouth on guys in and just hearing about it had tinted Sakura’s cheeks red. She had no intention of using her mouth on the dark haired shinobi, especially since he had just been inside of her, but she saw no harm in using her hands if it meant reaching her own goal of satisfaction.
Sai gasped softly as he felt the kunoichi’s fingers wrap around the base of his c**k and slowly begin to pump up and down. Her movements were aided by the slippery liquid coating his length that was left over from their initial love making and though he wouldn’t have believed it to be possible, he felt blood begin to rush to his loins and awaken his member once more.
Sakura bit her lip as she stared down at her lover, his dark eyes hooded as he moaned her name. She kept her hand pumping steadily and could feel it begin to pulse against her fingers as it grew rigid in her grip. Well, at least all of Ino’s stories were good for something.
“You’ve had you fun Sai,” she whispered huskily as she removed her hand and positioned her hips over his length. “This time, we’re going to do it my way.”
Sakura was still a novice at best when it came to sex and she in fact wasn’t even sure what her way was but she was pretty sure Sai didn’t know that. He didn’t seem to care either as she lowered herself onto him and felt his c**k fill her once more.
The sex had been good before but in this position, he could reach even deeper inside of her and Sakura’s head fell back as she felt him bump against her cervical wall. Her hands fell to his chest and dug into firm pectorals at the same time his came up to cup her a**, urging her hips to ride him faster as he groaned under the amazing sensations assaulting his senses.
Her face was the perfect quintessence of utter rapture, much like he had seen illustrated in Kakashi’s books. This is what he had been seeking; this strange and wonderful feeling of being so close to a person you felt like you could never be apart again. She was all around him, within him and he couldn’t find the words to describe the emotions he was feeling, for after feeling so little for s long, experiencing such overwhelming passion had turned his world upside down.
He could feel a tightening sensation in his testicles as he watched her body undulate on top of him. Was he really about to climax again so soon?
“Sakura,” he groaned as his fingers gripped her a** harder. “I’m getting close. I think I’m about to…”
“You’d better not,” Sakura growled, leaning down to press her lips to his almost savagely, flattening her chest against his without breaking the rhythm of her hips. She had already been tortured and teased enough and there was no way she was going to let him deny her release again.
Slipping her hands under his shoulder blades, she pulled him up against her so that he was sitting and she was in his lap, their pelvises still joined and grinding against each other heatedly. The kunoichi could feel his member shift inside her and moaned against the artist’s ear as her arms came up to loop around his neck while she managed to cross her ankles behind his back. She was completely entwined around him and Sai found he could think of nothing else. His hands were still cupping the soft flesh of her cheeks and he began to lift her up and down on his shaft while thrusting up into her burning sex.
Sakura threw back her head and moaned as she felt him push into her tight passage even deeper; hardly aware of her own actions so caught up was she in the arms of her team mate. Gone were the uncertainty and fear, the reluctance and refusal. All she wanted now was for him to keep doing what he was doing, pushing her ever closer to that ledge where bliss and euphoria waited in the abyss below. When she had climbed out of bed this morning, she never would have dreamed that she would be in for the best sex of her young life and with Sai no less, but here she was, moaning his name and clinging to him as if her life depended on it.
Her core was burning hot, molten and liquid and ready to blow at any moment and she embraced the sensation eagerly.
She forced herself to focus on the face of the man making her feel so amazing and pressed her lips to his once more, their tongues twining hungrily as his hands forced her hips down onto his shaft hard, making her nerve endings burn even hotter.
Once…twice…three times he pumped up into her with mind blowing force and Sakura could take no more. She ripped her mouth away from his and sobbed his name into the night as everything within her shattered into shards of burning pleasure.
Sai could feel her spasming on his length and almost immediately following suit, letting his body release at last and filling her up with his seed as he fell backwards onto the pillows, taking the pink haired woman with him.
For a moment, he just held her to him, feeling his heartbeat and breath slowly decelerate as his body relaxed into the sheets, sweaty and drained and utterly satisfied. He had never had much physical contact in his life outside of the beatings he dealt out and received in training but he found that this tender embrace was quite enjoyable. He felt safe and warm wrapped up in her and wondered if that too was part of forming a closer bond.
“You know, you’re a total idiot,” Sakura murmured after a while, nestled against the artist’s defined chest. “Any other woman would have stuck a kunai in your heart the moment you untied them. For the record, that is not how you should go about seducing a woman.”
“Really?” Sai said, running his hands through strawberry locks absently. “It always seemed to work in sempai’s books. The women always seemed to enjoy themselves just like you did now.”
Books? Sempai? Sakura’s brain was hazy in the warmth of the afterglow. Surely he didn’t mean…
“Uh, what books?” the kunoichi asked, almost afraid to hear the answer as she tilted her head to look at him, her cheek still resting against his chest.
“Icha Icha,” Sai replied calmly. “Kakashi sempai let me borrow several volumes. They are excellent research material for ways in which a man can bond with a woman.”
Sakura made a mental note to see to it her sensei’s death was slow and painful. How could he have lent erotica to a man that was already clueless when it came to sex without explaining that the world didn’t work that way?
‘This is why you can’t give virgins porn!’ inner Sakura ranted, shaking an invisible fist and the outer half was inclined to agree. However, it had resulted in the most amazing sex she had ever had. Perhaps she would let Kakashi live this once, but if he had giving tips to the confused artist knowing full well that she was his target, he had better be prepared to run very, very fast.
“Sai, promise me you’ll never knock out another woman and tie her up again,” Sakura sighed, too tired and satisfied to get into the details of his errors at the moment. Already her eyelids were growing heavy and the warm of his arms around her was so comforting.
“I have no need,” Sai whispered softly, rolling them both over onto their sides without releasing her. “I already have the one I wanted.”
Sakura made a soft noise of agreement, although she was no longer coherent enough to really know what he was talking about. Within moments she had slipped into a blissful slumber, unaware that Sai was still watching her with fascination. If she had been awake, she might have witnessed the smile gracing his lips that, unlike his others, was neither forced nor fake but in fact, very real.
As he watched her tranquil face, he murmured, “I feel like we have finally grown closer Sakura. Do you feel the same?”
...TBC...
