Sasuke and Sakura:
Conservative
Genre: Fluff/Humor
Warning: Slight mature themes
By: Yummei of the Dream
Conservative
Genre: Fluff/Humor
Warning: Slight mature themes
By: Yummei of the Dream
Sasuke walked into the room he shared with Sakura, feeling tuckered down. After two consecutive A-Class missions, it was no wonder he felt like collapsing on the spot. (But at the very least, his desire to sleep beside his wife was stronger than the want to sleep by the doorway.)
“I’m home,” he said, sighing tiredly, bending over to kiss Sakura on her forehead.
“Welcome home,” she chirped happily, smiling up at him from the bed, where she was going over some scrolls. Sasuke eyed the scrolls on her lap.
“Research?” he asked.
“Not really,” Sakura replied. “More like light bedtime reading before I go to sleep.”
Sasuke glanced at the scrolls again. …of the family Piperaceae is a common source of… the inflorescence of this certain genus is… the dehiscent fruits of the species being…
He stopped before he could get a nosebleed from the scientific terms the scroll was riddled with. “Light bedtime reading?” he clarified.
“Just reviewing some terms so my brain won’t stagnate,” Sakura explained. She blushed at the incredulous look her raven-haired husband was giving her. “What’s with the look?”
“You,” Sasuke said, poking her forehead, “are weird.”
The pink-haired female grinned. “Ah, but that’s why you chose me, is it not?”
Sasuke quirked an eyebrow, mischief glimmering in his charcoal eyes. “Maybe.”
Sakura shoved him off the bed.
“You better get yourself cleaned up,” she said as-a-matter-of-factly while her disgruntled love picked himself up. “I won’t let you sleep beside me if you don’t.”
Sasuke rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah.”
Sakura watched him go into the bathroom, wash his face and brush his teeth, then open his closet. After picking out the loose pants and shirt he wanted to wear for the night, he started removing his shirt, exposing first his chiseled hipbone, then his well-toned stomach, then his smooth chest…
The green-eyed medic began to blush again, but deeper this time, when she realized she had been staring and licking her lips subconsciously. “S-stop!” she stammered, her breath hitching as Sasuke completely removed his shirt and began to unbutton his pants.
“Stop what?” Sasuke asked, completely bewildered.
“That!” Sakura exclaimed. “What you’re doing!”
“Dressing up for bed? Why?”
“Undressing!” Sakura yelled, now covering her completely beet-red face with the scroll she had been reading. “Stop undressing in front of me! It’s indecent!”
Sasuke look utterly perplexed. “Sakura, I’m your husband! You’ve seen me naked before! And may I remind you, you’ve seen me naked just a couple of nights before, and the night before that, and the night before that, and the night before th-”
“Okay, okay!” Sakura exclaimed, still hiding behind the scroll. Sasuke had not moved and was still midway through unbuttoning his pants. “I-I-I get it – we’re sexually active! But… just… just! Just stop undressing in front of me! Get into the bathroom, go dress in the hallway, whatever! Just… stop making me see you naked!”
“But whythe hell, Sakura?” Sasuke asked, now frustrated at the woman’s strange behavior. “I won’t even be naked – I’ll be in my boxers! Geez!”
“Because… because… because…!”
“Because why!?”
“Because…” Sakura’s voice behind the scroll lowered to an embarrassed whisper. “Because you’re kinda hot… and it turns me on.”
Sasuke’s mouth dropped, as an awkward silence hovered over the couple. Finally, Sasuke gathered his wits again and asked, “And… why is that a bad thing?”
Sakura kept refusing to look at him, choosing instead to press her burning face into the scroll. “Because…” she reasoned, her voice muffled, “we’ve been doing it so much because I can’t control myself… and, you know, you’re tired out and all… I don’t want to stress you out – hey!”
Sasuke had wrenched the scroll from her hand and was now nose to nose with her. “You know what turns me on?” he whispered, his voice dark and silky.
“What?” Sakura squeaked, feeling his hot breath heat her face even more, but in a pleasant way.
“What you just said.”
Sakura considered dunking her head into a barrel of ice cold water, but thought better of it as Sasuke’s lips touched hers. “Besides,” the raven-haired male murmured, “I happen to enjoy this kind of tiring out.”
The next afternoon, the people who worked in the Hokage’s office began wondering why the Hokage could not reach his former teammate and current ANBU commander after forty-three attempts of calling him up on the phone.
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