"What do you want?" she asked coldly the black haired man.

He only eyed her from head to toes. She hasn't changed a bit since three months ago. She was still the stunning Konoha kunoichi. He was jealous for what he saw earlier that evening. She was his, body and soul. He realized this in the past months, he wanted her, he needed her like the lungs need air to survive.

"Well?" she asked impatiently, folding her arms to her chest, making her boobs almost pop out.

He gulped, feeling the desire returning.

He took a step forward, their chests touching each other. His fingers caressed her soft cheek, analyzing her neck and collarbones. The tip of his nose brushed the skin of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.

"I-itachi..." she put her hands on his chest. Her brain shouted to push him but she couldn't move. She was numb into his arms, giving in to pleasure too easly. Her body reacted exactly how he wanted to, it obeyed only to his touch, it burned only under him. Her breath became heavy as the tip of his wet tongue touched her skin.

Involuntary, her hands pulled his head closer.

"Nghh, no, stop."

"Then stop me." he whispered sensually on her collarbones. His hand reached to her tigh, lifting the beige skirt and caressing her through the thin material of her tight black pants.

"N-noo..." her word came out like a moan. She threw her head back in pleasure as his fingers started rubbing her core through the pants.

"Mmm, give in, Sakura. You can't win so stop fighting. Your body responds only to mine. Not to the Jinchuuriki, not to Sasuke, not to anyone. I barely touched you and you are already wet. Admit it, you craved me as much as I craved you..."

She was out of words. Who would have thought that he would ever read her so well, but yet again he was Itachi Uchiha so anything was possible.

"I can't, I have a boyfriend..." she said in between her heavy breaths. His thumb started rubbing circles on her wet core.

"Mhmm, did he ever make you feel like this? Do you feel this electricity whenever you're with him?" he murmured on the skin of her neck. His erection became painful but he had to make her say yes first. Rape was definitely against his morals.

She bit her lip, feeling her climax approaching. He felt her legs shaking and stopped his fingers, earning a groan from her.

"Tell me what you want me to do."

"I-i..." her voice started to tremble. She had a war inside her brain.

"Yes?"

"Umm, make me feel... good." she didn't know what words to use. She was quite innocent when it came to these things. He smirked on her heated skin.

"Say no more."

He pulled her pants down in a fast movement, the chilly air of the night, hitting her sensitive spot. She gasped at the sudden change. He took off his cloak and threw it on the grass near her pants, unzipping his own pants. He put both of his hands on the back of her tighs, making her wrap her long skinny legs around him.

He supported her on a tree trunk, her back rubbing against the rough surface. His fingers pulled her panties to the side, her fluids dipping on the inside of her tigh.

"Are you ready?" he whispered into her ear, sending chills down her spine and biting her earlobe.

"Yes." she breathed.

She felt her walls stretching, an intense pleasure taking over her body.

"Ughh" she hated to admit it but she missed this feeling. Being stretched and filled only by him.

He started moving at a fast peace, making her grip tight onto his shoulders. She threw her head back, trying not to moan. Someone may hear them. He took one of her hands in his, needing to feel her soft touch that he loved, the romantic proximity. Since he met her, he felt that sex without emotions was dry and unpleasant, this is why he was so obsessed with her and stopped going to random brothels in small villages with Kisame and Hidan.

"Moan. If someone hear us, I will kill them." he told her between grunts.

"Ahhh, Itachiiii, harder."

He started moving faster, his lips sucking hers and bruising them. His tongue slipped into her mouth, battling with hers. He returned to his favorite part of her body: her neck. He started sucking and biting the sensitive flesh, making it bleed and licking the blood.

"N-no bruises. Naruto will see." she tried to speak like a normal human being.

"I don't care. You are mine, ahh!"

"Umm, Itachiiiiiii!" she screamed as her release came all over him. With a few more thrusts he came too, filling her entirely.

They were both trying to catch their breaths, looking into each other's eyes and smiling. The black haired man pulled out of her, making her inhale sharply at the emptiness. He let her legs on the ground.

He picked up her pants and gave it to her so she could get dressed.

She struggled to get dressed as she felt her eyelids heavy. She would have collapsed if his strong arms wouldn't have caught her. The pinkette closed her eyes for some seconds under his intense gaze.

"I'm so tired." she murmured.

"I'll take you home." he told her in his soft voice.

He carried his sleeping princess bridal style back to her apartment. He put her in her bed, covering her body with the white sheets so she wouldn't get cold. His lips touched the soft skin of her cheek.

"We'll see each other again soon." he whispered, sneaking out of the window and disappearing into the night.

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