My Snippets: Part 1

🔞 While You're Away 🔞

When their daughter goes on a mission for a few days & both Sakura and Sasuke have some free time... what else is there to do but—

(Sasusaku; Boruto era smut snippet)

I suck at coming up with titles & descriptions for all of my writing! Sorry! lol

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"Oh... agh... I... f-f-fuck... A-Anata...I ... AHH!!!"

Delicate, feminine fingers tangled and yanked...

... curvy hips lifted upwards and gyrated wildly...

... a single, large hand pressed down to hold the woman in place while the dark-haired man's wet muscle continued to work her to completion...

... both thin and plump, pink lips parted—

Sasuke moved up her curvaceous frame slowly; allowing ample time for his experienced tongue to explore Sakura's sweaty and salty flesh, while his wife slowly came down from the high that he had just willingly (and a little to eagerly) given to her.

Sasuke's mismatched orbs remained locked onto the pink-haired medic beneath him; and his only focus was on the exquisite, satisfied expression that ended up bringing a soft, gentle smile to her swollen mouth, while her eyes remained closed in utter rapture.

When Sasuke reached her collarbone, he began to lick and suck at the soft flesh there; leaving a deep and dark purplish bruise in his wake.

Though it wasn't the first and probably wouldn't be the last.

He lifted slightly onto his elbows to try and gage her reaction; his throbbing, aching need pressing itself firmly against her lower stomach; making his desires to have her... known.

Sakura opened her eyes and the normally vibrant green that would have met him had transformed into much deeper pools; ones that reminded her husband of the darker colors that made up the forest that surrounded their hometown.

He swallows slowly; his Adam's apple bobbing wildly in his throat. Sakura's hands moved down, down, down... until she reached either side of his hips.

Sakura pulled... and pulled and pulled when the patriarch refused to move; at first that is. 

Sasuke was unclear as to what her desires could possibly be, but decided to play along regardless of the outcome. He moved up as she pulled him forward by the hips; his lone hand reached out to grasp onto the wooden headboard and his black and purple eyes narrowing in slight confusion.

He continued to look down at the matriarch when his lower half came to hover above her chest... and watched (with widening eyes) as she ran her small hands up her sides, slowly, before placing her opened palms against her own petite breast.

She met his gaze... cheeks turning a deep shade of pink and bottom lip being pulled between blunt teeth... before proceeding to brush the fatty and rounded flesh against the sides of his thickened, rock-hard member.

Sasuke's breath caught at the feel of her moving against him and he closed his eyes briefly as he inhaled sharply. His hand tightened its grip when he opened them once again... as red and black swirled; trying to memorize the entire picture that was laid out beautifully beneath him.

His wife...

... his beautiful, spirited, selfless and loving wife—

Sakura rubbed him between her breast; her legs coming up and behind him to push him forwards by the backs of his legs; encouraging Sasuke to move with her. And he did.

Back and forth...

... stroke after sweet, sweet strokes.

He could feel the pressure slowly begin to build within him and groaned as he began to pump his thin hips faster. The thing that became Sasuke's complete undoing... was the seductive gaze from his beloved wife; combined with the feeling of his shaft being pressed in-between her breast and her wet tongue darting out to coat his tip with her own saliva.

"Fuck! Sakura!"

He couldn't stop himself from shouting her name; the sound of wood splintering (under his harsh, unforgiving grip) was loud in his eardrums as he pumped at an almost inhuman, animalistic pace.

Sakura's mouth was opened; waiting...

... and Sasuke's cum squirted out in long, sticky strands; onto and into every single surface that it possibly could.

The dark-haired Uchiha wasn't entirely sure why, but the sight of his angelic wife (covered in his gummy-like fluids) made something primal within him begin to stir; causing his body to come back to life once again as he leaned down to kiss her plump lips soundly.