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He was waiting for class to start, doing his best to ignore Naruto, even though that was nearly impossible.

“Come on!! You gotta come to Ino’s party! We don’t do this kind of thing often! Everyone’s gonna be there, and there’s gonna be drinks! Don’t be that guy who stays home!”

For a moment, Sasuke actually considered it, but not for the reasons Naruto might think.

“Everyone?” Sasuke asked casually, his expression unreadable.

“Yeah! You know, Sakura, Shikamaru, the whole team… even your weird friends like Suigetsu. Oh, and that new girl in our class too!”

This was the kind of thing Sasuke wanted to hear, even if he wouldn’t admit it.

“We’ll see.” He replies with a dlat, uninterested tone.

“Why???” Naruto groaned, getting impatient, feeling like he was finally close to a breakthrough, dragging his hand through his hair.

“Depends on my mood. Now get off me.” Sasuke shoved him away.

“You’re so stupid sometimes.”Naruto muttered, storming off.

He’d definitely try to push Sasuke again later. That was just who he was. But Sasuke had already made up his mind. He was going.

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He was at this shitty party with Suigetsu, letting him head inside while he stayed out front for a smoke. He needed the time to calm down, to resist the pull of Sakura’s constant attention and the irritating conversations Naruto insisted on having with people who didn’t matter to him.

Almost finishing his blunt, you stepped outside, lighting your own cigarette. You seemed restless, not realizing you weren’t alone. The sound of Sasuke’s lighter flicking caught your attention, and you jumped when you saw him standing nearby, his presence suddenly far too close. Your eyes widened slightly.

“Ah, sorry. Didn’t see you there,” you mumbled, already feeling awkward for no reason.

Sasuke studied you for a moment, long enough to make you feel as though he could see straight through you. Then, after what felt like forever, he spoke.

“Not a fan of parties, huh?” His voice was calm and detached, but his eyes pierced into you, reading you like a book.

“A-a… too many people.” You chuckled nervously, the anxiety twisting in your stomach.

He didn’t reply at first, but he noticed how your gaze fell to his blunt—twice. Without a word, he offered it to you.

“I don’t really… Sure,” you muttered, taking it from him. But the moment you did, a wave of unease washed over you. You usually smoked alone—being around others made you talk too much, and you didn’t want to talk too much, especially not with him.

“I don’t usually smoke with people. I get too talkative.” You added quickly, a little embarrassed.

Sasuke only watched you in silence, his gaze steady, unreadable.

“I’m going for a walk.” He turned and started moving away, leaving you standing there, unsure of what to do. But then, he caught you off guard.

“You coming or what?”

“Wha—… but the others?” You glanced back at the door, then at him, already further ahead. Before you could stop yourself, you replied an “Yes.” and hurried to catch up.

You fell into step beside him, not daring to say anything. He rarely spoke, and you didn’t want to be annoying. To be honest, Sasuke always caught your attention. He was so closed off, so unpredictable, and so damn beautiful it disarmed you every time you were near him.

He led you to a bench near a large tree, the shadows stretching long across the ground as the first stars began to pierce the sky. The lake shimmered in the distance, its calm surface reflecting the soft glow of the moon above. It was a peaceful scene, yet the tension between you and him lingered like a storm waiting to break.

You sat beside him, but you didn’t dare speak, afraid that if you did, everything you were feeling would come rushing out. Sasuke, as always, remained unreadable, his presence heavy beside you, yet somehow… comforting? You weren’t sure.

But for the first time in a long time, you didn’t mind the silence. It wasn’t just the quiet. It was him.

Sakura’s name lit up your phone, her timing inconvenient as ever. You stared at the screen, hesitating before answering. Deep down, you were certain she wasn’t calling for you.

“Sakura’s calling me.” You said, unsure why you even mentioned it to Sasuke.

His gaze didn’t shift, but his voice carried calm finality.

“Don’t tell her I’m here.”

You blinked at him. “What? So I should lie?” You weren’t used to this. You always tried to do the right thing, no matter how inconvenient.

“She’ll come here if you don’t.” He replied, the sharpness in his tone making it clear he expected you to do as he said. Although…it made you think like maybe he don’t want another person here with you two.

Still, you hesitated before answering. “H-Hey, Sakura.” you said, forcing casualness into your voice.

“Hey, where are you? Have you seen Sasuke?” Her question came as no surprise; she didn’t even bother pretending to care why you weren’t there. You couldn’t blame her—Sasuke was her friend more than you could ever be.

“What? Oh, uh…I’m heading to a store. Do you need anything?” You cringed at how obvious your evasion was, praying she wouldn’t push further.

“No, that’s fine! We’re waiting for you, though. The guys especially!” She laughed lightly before hanging up.

The moment the call ended, Sasuke’s voice cut through the silence.

“So, you can lie.”

“I didn’t lie,” you muttered, heat rising to your cheeks. “I just avoided the truth.”

“Same thing.” He smirked, though his face was turned away. The kind of smirk you weren’t supposed to catch, his attempt at indifference falling flat. But you were too wrapped in anxiety to notice.

You finally glanced around, realizing the streets looked unfamiliar. The faint hum of cicadas and the rustle of trees only deepened your unease.

“I don’t even know where we are.” You admitted quietly, trying not to let nervousness seep into your voice.

“You’re not alone,” he replied, his tone sharp enough to sting, yet with an undercurrent of reassurance. It threw you off. Was he annoyed? Comforting you? You couldn’t tell, and his expression offered no answers.

You walked in silence for a while, the tension between you almost suffocating. Every small sound—the crunch of gravel, the faint whistle of wind—felt amplified. His presence made your chest feel tight, as if you were hyper-aware of every breath you took.

Finally, you broke the silence. “We should go back to them.” Your voice wavered slightly, betraying how much this was affecting you.

Sasuke didn’t answer immediately, but he followed, keeping pace behind you. It felt like walking with a shadow—one quietly observing, analyzing every move you made.

Before returning to the party, you stopped at a small store. The bright lights were almost jarring after the quiet darkness of the streets.

“So, you want to make your lie believable?” His voice was smooth, and when you turned, there was the faintest trace of a smile. Mocking, as always.

You rolled your eyes, embarrassed that he saw through you. “I’m actually buying something,” you shot back, though the defensive edge in your voice betrayed you.

By the time you returned, Sasuke was already inside. You hesitated at the door, your heart pounding harder than it should have. Did he not want anyone to know you were with him? The thought stung more than expected, though you realized you felt the same.

After steadying your breath, you opened the door. The noise hit you like a wave—voices overlapping, laughter spilling over, the faint pulse of music in the background.

You scanned the room, your eyes landing on him instantly. Sasuke stood off to the side, aloof as ever, gaze distant.

He didn’t even look at you when you entered. You tried to brush off the sinking weight in your chest, reminding yourself—this was Sasuke. Anything else was just you being delusional.

The room thrummed with life—voices colliding, laughter bursting, glasses clinking. You hadn’t been there long, but the atmosphere was infectious, enough to lower your guard. Or maybe it was the drinks.

Naruto was the first to pull you in, grinning wide as he slung an arm around your shoulders.

“Hey! Look who finally showed up! We missed you. Let’s get a drink and you’re not getting out of it!”

You didn’t fight it. One drink became two, and now you were tipsy—warm enough to laugh too easily, especially at Naruto’s antics. He was clingy, but harmless. Shikamaru wasn’t spared your teasing either—your banter playful, natural.

Kiba, though, was different. His lingering gaze made your skin prickle, and you found yourself inching away more than once.

Across the room, Sakura flitted back and forth between her friends and Sasuke. She was bright, effervescent, leaning close when she spoke. Sometimes he replied, other times he brushed her off with a curt nod. When he wasn’t with her, he stood with Suigetsu and Jugo, indulging in idle conversation.

He didn’t look at you. At least, you didn’t think he did.

You hadn’t noticed how much time had passed until someone suggested a game. Truth or Dare? No—something looser, riskier. “Seven Minutes in Heaven.”

The idea alone made you groan, yet somehow, you found yourself seated in the ragged circle Ino orchestrated, the rules barely registering in your hazy mind.

An empty beer bottle lay at the center. The game had barely begun, and you already regretted agreeing.

As the game went on, you let yourself be swept back into the noise and laughter. You didn’t know it, but Sasuke’s gaze lingered on you a moment longer before he turned away, disappearing back into his shadows.

That’s until you almost get paired with Kiba. Kiba grunted in annoyance when the bottle slowly turned toward Shino.

“Oh, come on!”

That’s when Sasuke tipped down the beer before stepping between Naruto and Sakura. Naruto widened his eyes before grinning at him.

Everybody looked at the unexpected intruder, especially you.

“Drunk enough not to have a stick up your ass and play with us?”

Sasuke almost rolled his eyes, his voice low.

“Shut up.”

You felt your cheek flush when, after some minutes, Sasuke side-glanced at you. His mouth twitched, even if you didn’t catch it.

The inevitable happened, seeming almost premeditated.

Ino leaned back, supporting herself with her hands and laughing. She threw a knowing look at Sakura before both of them turned to you, as if encouraging you.

“It was about time.”

The bottle stopped in front of Sasuke. And you.

Your heartbeat surged, making it terribly difficult to raise your head. Sasuke was already looking at you, betraying nothing.

He rose from the ground, unbothered, glancing over his shoulder to see your shy expression as you followed him. His steps were slow, making the tension you thought you alone were feeling grow thicker. You gulped when the door closed.

But Sasuke only exhaled a deep breath, irritated by this ridiculous game. By this irrelevant party. Still, he was faintly amused by your clumsiness, born from shyness.

“Fuck!” You dropped something on the ground, unaware of what it was. “The space is too small.”

He gave a small grunt, his eyes still locked on you. You chuckled, trying to fill the silence.

“You don’t seem like the type to do this kind of thing.”

Sasuke’s mouth twitched.

“What kind of thing?”

You looked anywhere but into his dark gaze, not wanting him to think your frantic heartbeat was because of him. You gestured agitatedly.

“You know… parties, games…”

“I don’t.”

You raised your eyebrows, gulping when his eyes sized you up. Perhaps without intention, still you begged the flickering dim light not to reveal your blushed cheeks.

“Did your friends force you then?”

“Nobody forced me.” Sasuke’s plain words made you restless. But when his gaze dropped to your lips and then back to your eyes, you felt warmth spreading in your body.

“Then?” Your voice cracked, cursing yourself for the weakness.

He leaned closer, making you gasp before he whispered in your ear.

“Maybe I wanted to see what’s so special about the new colleague everyone’s been talking about.”

“Y-yeah?”

Your mouth parted, breathing heavily. He hummed in agreement before raising his head slightly from your neck, just to see your face and your vulnerable eyes.

“And what’s hiding under her façade.”

You could swear your heart was about to explode. Your skin prickled, torn between fleeing and being immobilized by his presence.

Still, Sasuke was internally as surprised as you. Drawn by your reactions to him. He knew you found him attractive. He found you attractive too. Still, it wasn’t in his nature not to take things more slowly, to observe you further. Somehow your inhibitions, your forced restraints, pushed him to initiate more, to test your limits.

Only when you felt his warm breath against your face, closer than before, almost brushing his lips over you, even though his eyes sparkled with teasing, with no intention to touch you further, only to see how you would react. Only then did Kiba’s voice break in.

“Time’s up! Get out of there.”

You gave Sasuke a small smile, distancing yourself. Before he opened the door, you asked him without thinking twice.

“When are you leaving from here?”

He smirked, glancing at you over his shoulder as he opened the door. But he didn’t respond, leaving you to wait in distress.

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After a while, when everything started worsening, you felt your mind hazy from the alcohol. Thinking it would be better to leave this place sooner.

“I should go.” you mumbled, half to yourself, half to the group.

Naruto groaned dramatically. “What? Already? Noooo, you can’t leave yet! Stay and drink more with us!”

“Sorry.” you said with an apologetic smile, gathering your things. “I’ve got training with Kakashi in the morning, and I don’t think showing up hungover would end well.”

They teased you a bit more before letting you leave, and as you reached the door, you couldn’t help but steal one last glance at Sasuke. Big mistake.

He was already looking at you, his gaze dark and unreadable. It sent a shiver down your spine—not because it was cold, but because it was too intense, like he could see straight through you. You looked away quickly and slipped outside, the cool night air hitting your face as you tried to calm the swirl of emotions in your chest.

You didn’t get far before someone fell into step beside you, the sound of soft, deliberate footsteps making you jump.

“What the—?!” You spun around, startled, only to find Sasuke walking beside you like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“Relax.” He said, his tone even, almost bored.

“Why are you here?” You asked, trying not to sound flustered but failing miserably.

“You don’t seem like someone who should be walking home alone.”

“I’m fine.” You shot back, waving him off. “I live close. Besides, the walk will clear my head.”

You stumbled slightly on your next step, your drunkenness betraying you, and let out an awkward chuckle.

“Okay, fine, maybe not convincing.”

Sasuke’s lips twitched—barely a smile, more like a faint acknowledgment. “Not at all.”

Your face flushed at his words, heat creeping up your neck. Why was he even here? Why not Sakura or… Karin? He didn’t even know you that well. Was it because of the game? Did he think you liked him? Was he here to mess with you?

Lost in your thoughts, you didn’t notice him watching you out of the corner of his eye, his expression unreadable but faintly amused. You must’ve been scowling because he reached out and lightly nudged your shoulder.

“Stop overthinking.”

“I—what? I’m not.” You lied, stumbling over your words.

“Right.”

The silence stretched out between you as you both walked, your mind racing with every possible scenario. Eventually, you mumbled, almost to yourself, “Thank you… for, you know, walking with me.”

His eyes flicked toward you, and he replied simply.

“You’re welcome.”

The walk returned to a comfortable silence, allowing him to relax into your presence more than he would’ve thought.

Sasuke is back home late, well, you didn't know when he was going to be back. Your husband has been gone for weeks, protecting Konoha from the outside, gathering information on anything about the Otsutsuki he can find. 

When Sasuke came back home, it was usually late, during the night, just before nine o'clock, but this time it was hours past that, past midnight in fact. He loves coming home and watching your eyes light up when they make eye contact with his own. 

However, right now, you are guaranteed to be asleep. 

As Sasuke goes into your shared room, he refuses to look at you. He wants to give himself the benefit of the doubt that you were awake. Sasuke goes into the bathroom connected to your shared room, hoping that you are awake (he knows you are not, let him be delusional).

He lets the warm water fall over his body, a hum of content leaving his lips, hand reaching for his bottle of shampoo before hesitating. Sasuke lets a soft smile coat his lips as he realises that his body wash, shampoo and conditioner, which smelled like mint, have been used. 

The three bottles are much less in capacity than two weeks ago. You had been using his own shampoo, conditioner and body wash. Sasuke came to the conclusion that you must have missed him very much. 

What can he say, though, he missed you more.

Stepping out of the shower, Sasuke wraps his hips in a towel before grabbing another to dry his hair to the best of his abilities and drying any stray water beads. He then slips into the black sweatpants he quickly brought with him, avoiding his eyes from trailing to you on the bed. 

Walking out, he forces himself to look at you, and he sees your sleeping figure in the soft plushy bed. He should've just waited another day so he could come home earlier to see your eyes lighting up, but her couldn't wait any longer, he needed to be near you. 

Sasuke supposes that he'd be able to see your reaction when you wake up in his arms the next day. Slipping in under the cover, his throat almost closes up at the gorgeous sight of you on your side. 

Sasuke had been away from you for too long, way too long. 

His eyes trail down your pretty face, down to your breasts which push together, on the verge of slipping out your spaghetti strap tank top. Sasuke's eyes trail down further and his mouth dries, at least you were wearing underwear because you for sure not wearing any shorts or pants. As long as Sasuke has been together with you, he has never witnessed you simply sleeping in just underwear. 

"You don't need to worry about me, baby," you say agasint his chest, snuggling further into his body. "I don't mind if you wanna have sex with me while I sleep."

Sasuke frowns momentarily before his eyes widen. "Love... what?"

"Hmmm?" you hum. "I know you get back really late sometimes and I'm a deep sleeper, and honestly, I think I enjoy that thought of you fucking me while I sleep."

"If... you really are okay with that," he replies, a lump in his throat. 

"Of course I am! I trust you with anything and everything."

Just rethinking that conversation had him hard and he didn't mistake that sound that had just slipped out of your mouth, a whimper had fallen past your lips. Experimentally, he brings his fingers to your panties, pressing his middle digits agasint your entrance through the fabric, you are soaked, soaked through your underwear. 

"Fuck," he murmurs, you are making it so hard for him to restrain himself, and with his cock growing now hard, straining against his sweats, it's even worse. 

Sasuke holds your top leg up and hoists it over his hip, getting clear access to your cunt. He pulls your underwear to the side, revealing your soaked pussy, dripping with arousal which is so easy to see in the moonlight shining through the window. 

Pulling down the fabric slightly, he pulls his sweats down, along with slipping his rock-hard length out of his briefs. His pink tip was leaking with pre-cum just from seeing you like this. Gods, he missed you so much. 

He moves himself closer to you, angling his cock up and down your slicked folds, in response, you moan in your sleep. Sasuke groans at the contact, he can almost bust right there and then because he hasn't felt you in so long, you and only you, he wants only you. 

Sasuke slips just the tip in and you stir in your sleep, whimpers streaming out your mouth. You are having one heap of a dirty dream. Your cunt is clenching desperately around his mushroom tip so mush so he could almost thrust deep up into your pussy, rearranging your guts.

Pushing his cock in all the way, he groans as he feels his tip press right up against your cervix and the way your silky walls flutter around his length. Sasuke feels in heaven, the way you clench so tightly around him and you're asleep, he wonders why he hasn't done this soon, you feel so good. 

You clamped down on his dick, squeezing him down tightly as you came. You came so quickly in his sleep, just by him resting his hard length inside. Sasuke rolls his hips into yours, thrusting into your cunt. Sasuke's fringe was stuck to his forehead as he breathed heavily.

A few minutes go by and your still in a deep sleep while he thrusts in and out with a deep, longing need. You feel so good clamped around him, you feel so so good, he just wants to fill you up. So that's exactly what he does, his own cum spills inside your pussy, a white ring forming around the base of his cock, his and your own cum mixed in.

A moan falls past his lips at the sensation. He feels you stir beneath him as he slips his cock out, watching his cum spill out in fat globs from your cunt. 

"S-Sasuke," you say slowly, your eyes widening in happiness, not even registering what happened.

"Hey, love," Sasuke replies, kissing you deeply and you whimper into the kiss. 

"Missed you," you say breathlessly before pulling away.

As you rub your thighs together, you feel wet, overly slick, looking down, you watch cum slide down and soak the bed and your cheeks burn bright red. 

"Sasuke!" you exclaim embarrassed.

"What?" he says before his eyes widen. "I'm sorry if you didn't want me to do-"

"Not that! I still feel good even now, you just didn't clean me up!"

"Well, I was until you woke up," he says and your face falls in realisation. 

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