#dark sasuke

Ino frowned, brows knitted together, she set her wine glass next to Sakura's, the light sound of the two crystal glasses clinking together sounded like a small chime. Ino adjusted her seat, sitting closer to her beloved childhood friend.

"Well what do you mean by distant? I hate to say it but Sasukes kinda... always distant." Ino muttered, recounting in her head the amount of years he had been gone away from Sakura and their shared family.

"Well for starters he's been working late and won't open up about what he's been doing. Secondly, he'll barely say anything at the dinner table, and when he does its one worded. He'll be in his head so whenever I talk to him its like talking to a wall," Sakura's demeanor changed, her pace increasing and her voice shakier and brassy. "He won't look me in the eye, he won't cuddle me in bed, he won't touch me- oh gods..." she cut herself off, fighting back tears that welled in her eyes.

Her throat became dry and tight, quickly Ino picked up the wine bottle and filled Sakura's glass to the brim before the pink haired kunoichi on the couch gulped it down in seconds. After placing the emptied glass back down on the table, Sakura slammed her face into her palms, her elbows sinking into her thighs. Deep breaths through her fingers as she tried regulating her emotions, the alcohol in her system warming up her body and loosening her inhibitions.

"We haven't had sex... in months" Sakura slowly mustered up the courage to confront the lack of intimacy. Ino held her close, Sakura crying softly as her tears hit the blondes exposed shoulder. "I've never felt uglier..."

"Don't say that," Ino grabbed both of Sakuras shoulders, looking her directly in her green eyes. "You are such a beautiful woman and you know it. Sasuke's lucky to call you his." Sakura rolled her eyes, the whites of them an anguished pink.

"You're just saying that."

"Sakura, I'm not." Ino furrowed her brows.

"You're my friend, you have to say it."

"Yeah but that doesn't make it any less true. You have an amazing body, your face is gorgeous, and you always have the softest hair. That's just the physical stuff, you're the strongest woman in the village and you're one of the kindest people I know." Sakura scoffed a laugh, ends of her lips curling up.

"See, don't pretend like you don't know it." Ino softly shoved her shoulder playfully. "If I wasn't married maybe we would end up together, you're a piece of ass" Ino giggled. Sakuras face reddened.

"Ino, you're too much..."

"Or maybe you would've ended up with Lee," Ino trailed off.

Sakura perked up. "What do you mean?"

Ino rolled her eyes, reaching for her wine before reclining back on the love seat. "Honestly, I don't know why you didn't end up together. I mean, he's not as easy on the eyes as Sasuke but I bet he sure knows how to treat a woman. He would probably hang the moon for you."

"... Do you really think so?" Sakura blushed, her palm coming up to press itself against her warm cheek.

"SAKURA!" Ino raised her voice in a coy shock. The pink haired woman's eyes widened, shocked as well by her comment. She reached for her own wine glass, sipping it timidly.

"Seems like I've had too much," she giggled, continuing to finish off her glass.

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Sakura ended up stumbling home drunkenly instead of staying the night at the Yamanaka house like originally planned. She wanted to confront Sasuke, feeling quite rowdy from the bottles of wine the two of them polished off. When she reached the door she fumbled with her keys, the jangling alerting her insomniac husband- who just so happened to be busy with relieving some tension. He quickly clothed himself and opened the door for her.

"What're you doing home, I thought you were spending the night?"

"What? Are you mad that I'm here? Upset?" Sakura accused.

"No, of course not-" Sasuke sniffed the air around her. "Are you drunk?"

"What if I was?" Sakura crossed her arms, stumbling for a second, then leaning against the entry room wall.

"Well, I guess I'm not surprised," He turned to walk away, Sakura quickly grabbing the back of his shirt.

"Hey! I'm talking to you," She pulled him back against her with ease, her hands then running against his shoulders, kissing against his back sensually.

"Don't be so loud, Sarada's asleep." Sasuke whisper yelled. Sakura continued her run her hands along his back. Sasuke sighed heavily, feeling her delicate lips trail all along his back. "What're you up to?" He quickly snapped out of his trance.

"Come on, loosen up." She pushed her breasts against his back, wrapping her arms around his waist as her hands snaked further south. He pulled away, a flustered mess. He turned to face her, face a red blob.

"Whats gotten into you?" He asked, lips pursed and brows knotted. Sakura felt her chest hollow out.

"I'm a piece of ass!" She yelled through grinding teeth. Sasuke shushed her. "Don't shush me, you know its the truth! You're such a prick." She walked past him towards their bedroom. "I can name several people who think the same. I bet they'd actually fuck me if they had the chance."

"Don't be so vulgar, I don't want Sarada to hear you like this."

"Well then say it, say that I'm a piece of ass and I'll be quiet." Sakura stood there, arms crossed tightly against her chest, face stern.

Sasuke stayed quiet, face still hot and red. He felt a burning embarrassment inside his body, unable to open his mouth as he stood there paralyzed. A side of Sakura he'd never seen right in front of him. She frowned then started walking past him.

"Could've gotten lucky tonight... Don't worry, I'm tired anyways. I'm going to bed." Sakura ran her hand along the hall as she neared her bedroom. Sasuke sighed, on her tail. "Where do you think you're going?" She asked, standing in the doorway.

"To bed with you?" Sasuke raised a brow.

"Thats funny," Sakura grabbed the door knob. "You get the couch tonight, don't even think about it." She slammed the door in his face.

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You would've been pissed someone woke you up at 2 am with a knock at your door if you weren't already up, pregnancy bladder is no joke. You had a feeling it was gonna be him, nobody else would've showed up with the audacity to wake a pregnant woman up at such an hour, especially unannounced.

"Good morning," you grimaced at the Uchiha man.

"Good morning..." he responded, running his hand through his hair.

"Well... come in, you're letting the cold air in." He closed the door behind him, locking it. "What is it this time?"

"Sakura's gone crazy." You jumped as your heart sank.

"Y-you told her...?"

"No! She just came home all drunk and started acting really weird."

"Oh, thank goodness... well I'm not a marriage counselor so you'll need to leave, goodnight Sasuke." You turned around to head back to bed.

"Hey wait! I need a place to stay, I don't want to go back home..." He huffed.

"... Then go to Lord Seventh's. Or your office, I don't know what to tell you."

"I cant go to Naruto's, this matter is too personal for him to know about."

"Oh my-" you sighed in frustration. "Fine." You watched as he approached you, his arm sliding along the outside of your arm, he felt the goosebumps on your skin.

"Cold?" he asked in a soft hum. His touch made your skin feel electric. "I can keep you warm," he slowly lowered his face closer to yours. You pursed your lips, your face said one thing but your body was screaming another.

Instead of kissing you he breathed softly against your neck, the warm air making you shiver, his all-seeing eyes watching this effect on you. His arm curved around you and his hand rested against the soft curve of your back. The suddenness of it all made you reach out and slap him across the face, you didn't want to admit how he was making you feel, although you didn't have to say a thing- the both of you knew that what was going to happen next was inevitable.

You pulled away, on a mission to escape. Sasuke reached out and grabbed onto the back of your shirt, a trick he copied from his wife. The wife he left drunk at home alone, in bed alone, with their child alone. Familiarity.

"Don't," he ordered, stopping you dead in your tracks. You drive me crazy." He huffed, it almost sounded like he, Sasuke Uchiha- the last Uchiha, was begging. "I was like this earlier at home, I was thinking of you."

You felt weak all over, ignoring your obvious arousal and chopping it up to pregnancy hormones. But pregnancy hormones won't give you the intense feelings of wanting to and actually fucking the husband of one of your friends.

"W-why did you feel that way? I haven't seen you in weeks..." You asked, back still given to the dark haired man.

"Because I was touching myself thinking of you."

You raised your hand up to your mouth, softly biting the pad of your thumb to stifle a moan at the thought of him fucking his fist to just the thought of you. You slowly turned around, unable to resist him any longer. You wanted to run your hands along his hard chest, and so you did.

"Did you come all the way over here just to tell me this or did you have ulterior motives?" You asked in a sultry voice, swiping his cloak off his shoulders, it hit the group with a soft thump. He sighed, your hands felt delicious on his shoulders, he could only imagine how it would be on his bare skin.

"I knew my chances," his hand resumed its place, although it kept slowly inching lower. "And I liked my odds."

"Sasuke...?" you bit your lip.

"What is it?"

"What is it about me? I know this all started because of that one day fighting that genjustu user, but why continue?" Every day that you watched your stomach get bigger you felt more and more guilt, currently you're at a level you never knew existed, which is ironic when you considered the current scene in front of you.

Part of you still wanted to believe Sasuke was a good person, while it might still be an affair, there's no emotions mixed up on his part- that you know of. However you couldn't say the same for yourself. You craved his touch, and the sound of his voice. You didn't ever know what was going through his head- in fact nobody did. However, you were a different case. It was like you were imprisoned to stay with yourself and exist inside your head daily, you hated who you were and knew exactly how you felt. You liked the attention, the fucking, and although you would never admit to yourself, you knew you loved how fucked up this situation was. The rush was like none other, with the only exception being the sensations that were Sasuke Uchiha.

"Why?" Sasuke asked, a smirk on his mouth and mischief in his eye. "Because you're a piece of ass."

His hand clamped down on your ass cheeks, squeezing it harshly and kneading it with his strong fingers. You moaned, feeling your own erotic secretions start to flow from your pussy to your thigh. Sasuke's appetite was insatiable, he devoured you with his eyes, kissing you with them half lidded, watching as your eyebrows arched as he slipped his tongue into your own mouth.

He swirled the tip of his tongue with yours softly, a moment of gentle before he withdrew it and slammed his lips into yours, his hand still firm on your ass.

"So sexy..." he trailed on, his hand sinking lower to play in the warm slick of your pussy. His rough fingers gathering the wetness that seeped from your hole to slather it against your sensitive clit. The second it made any friction your legs weakened, standing this way wasn't good for a woman as pregnant as you are in this state.

"You always were a piece of ass, but fuck. Never knew you could look even better now that you're carrying my baby." His cock swelled and twitched under his pants, all he wanted to do was take them off.

His hand leapt to grasp around your waist, carrying you like you weighed nothing to your bedroom as you wrapped your legs around him. He laid you down on your bed, pulling your thighs and moving you closer to the end of it, your breathing felt heavier now. Sasuke knelt down, knees planting firmly on the plush rug underneath him.

He traced the outline of your cunt, watching you squeeze your pussy in anticipation of his entrance. He inserted his index and middle finger inside of you, curling them upwards as he pumped in and out of you. Your juice flowed down your ass, Sasuke bent his neck and licked the honey.

You shuddered, biting your lip when his tongue pressed itself against your sensitive clit. He ate you as if there was something inside of you that he wanted to posses, as if you were fuel for his body that desperately craved the sustenance you had to offer. Before you knew it you started grinding your hips against him, pulling on his hair while you threw yourself into his hungry jaws.

His fingers felt like magic, fucking that little spongy spot inside of you until you saw stars, while his greedy mouth continued to make you whimper. You were both panting heavily as the pressure from inside and outside of you became almost unbearable- back and forth, back and forth, in and out, in and out.

You felt yourself rip open into the descent of pleasure, cumming hard on both his fingers and his face. Drops of your arousal squirted out into his mouth, which he held open with his tongue out to collect. You felt your muscles tighten with the blinding a white heat of your orgasm, shouting his name, which to Sasuke sounded like a song.

“So fucking hot… your pussy tastes amazing…” Sasuke mumbled low, his thumb pad still rubbing up against your overstimulated clit.

Your voice sounded rusty towards the end of your cries, Sasuke stood up, looking at your blissful face. Your mouth was slightly agape, belly swollen with his child, your soft thighs quivering, and your hair completely disheveled. He immediately felt drowned in your beauty, his cock hard and swollen. He unbuttoned himself and plunged into you, the initial stretch at your entrance enough to perk you back up after your orgasm. You loved the feeling of his cock inside of you, filling you up as if it had been missing all along.

You opened your eyes back up and were shocked by the look on Sasuke's face, painted with a look you had seen in previous lovers, not an affair partner. You disregarded it as you felt the tip of his dick scratch the familiar itch you experienced anytime he was near. He pumped erratically inside of you, a ravenous energy associated with addicts. Sasuke grunted with a feverish breathlessness, as if the wind was knocked out of him when he first inserted himself inside of you.

“S-Sas…Sasuke…” You whimpered, toes curling while your head spinned.

“You like that, whore?” He teased, stopping his fast pace to instead pump hard and rough inside of you.

His thick cock was hitting every spot you wanted it to, with his heavy balls smacking against your ass. The squelching noises filled the room along with both of your moans.

"So fucking warm..." Sasuke trailed off, his hand harshly squeezing the plush of your thigh.

Your hand trailed underneath your shirt, feeling up your tits, rolling your nipple around between your fingers. Sasuke took notice and quickly ripped it off of you.

"Play with your tits for me..." he ordered. You continued to roll your nipples in circles, this time with only your index finger.

"F-fuck Sasuke.... s-so good..." You stammered. Sasuke kept fucking you, this time at a faster pace, with each thrust harder than the last.

“You look so sexy all full with my child…” Sasuke grunted, his hand caressing your round belly, wandering down to your thigh.

His hand left your thigh and instead traveled to your mouth where he would stick his index finger between your lips. You could taste yourself on his finger, swirling your tongue around it, leaving it wet and messy with your spit. He dragged that finger and placed it on your sensitive nipple, mimicking the same movements you were making on it.

“Pretty tits… They’re getting bigger, aren’t they?” He asked with a smirk, licking his lips as he watched them bounce with each thrust of his cock.

His hips slammed against you over and over again, soft pubic hair nudging against your clit. All the sensations between your pussy and nipples made your head spin, your mouth subconsciously parting for a kiss your stoic lover would not reciprocate. Instead he bent down between your neck and shoulder, inhaling the marvelous and faint scent that came from your body. He moaned in your ear, the ticklish sensations made you clamp around his cock, which twitched in response.

“Fuck- Sasuke! U-use me Sasuke, love feeling your big cock.” You whimpered helplessly and unapologetically, your face burning.

"Such a perfect pussy..." Sasuke grunted, moving at an agonizing pace, the sounds of his skin against yours made you drool. “I swear, it’s the tightest I’ve ever had.”

It felt wrong hearing him talk to you like that, knowing his perfect wife was alone while you're getting stuffed with her husbands cock as he praises your cunt over hers. Some sort of twisted part of you enjoyed it, and you put a little twist in your hips every time he bottomed out inside of you.

He licked up and down your neck, his mouth greedy once again. He bit against your soft skin with a deliciously erotic sensation filling his chest, travelling down to his core, his abs tightened, his orgasm close- yours closer. You tilted your head the other way, exposing more of your tender flesh to him, choking his dick with your walls.

"Fuck... you're going to drain me, aren't you?" Sasuke's breath was hot on your skin again, you could only reply in cock-drunken moans, as if you were the one who had drunk a whole bottle of wine tonight.

"m-mm' gonna cum..." You could feel how wet the sheets underneath you were, soaked with the mixture of both your arousal.

"Cum for me- cum on me." Sasuke demanded. His wish was a command when his hand moved from your nipple to your clit, flicking the wet nub with his rough finger while he pounded into you. His own orgasm coming a lightning speed, filling you with his cum, unafraid doing so due to you already being pregnant by him.

It must be your hormones making your orgasm stronger, as after he finished inside you you still were clamped tight around his cock, moaning and crying out, writhing under his touch. Hot sensations bloomed inside of you, gushing fluids spilling out and onto his still hard cock. Sasuke's own fluids filled you up, the sudden and warm intrusion amplifying your ecstasy even further.

When he pulled out you weren't ready for it, but Sasuke didn't want to stay inside of you, the risk of him continuing to abuse your cunt was too high, and even if he did it was too late in the night for him to carry on.

He picked up your T shirt and wiped his cock with it, cleaning off his cum before turning to you with it. Normally he would’ve just tossed it at you for you to deal with it but as you were lying there helplessly, too fucked out to respond, he felt an odd feeling of pity- or maybe care. He wiped the ejaculate from your pussy, the feeling of the fabric against your sensitive cunt made you whimper loud, Sasuke shushed you almost affectionately.

"Now make some room for me," He huffed softly, tossing the soiled shirt to the corner of the room before getting in next to you and throwing the covers on you both.

You turned the other way, not wanting to look at him yet still leaving yourself exposed.

"When are you leaving?" You murmured, the question made Sasuke frown slightly- not that you could see anyways.

"Before 7."

"Whatever." You shut your eyes and tried catching your breath, slumber slowly creeping back up on you as you accepted your fate to sleep with the enemy right after literally sleeping with the enemy.

While you fell asleep pretty quickly, Sasuke stayed up, unable to stop his mind from going a million miles a second. Why couldn't he just tell Sakura he thought she was beautiful when he could tell you exactly what she wanted to hear? It was ridiculous the way he was acting and he knew it. Sneaking off late at night to avoid the shame and guilt he felt looking his wife and precious daughter in the eyes, blissfully ignorant of the great betrayal he committed against their family. Avoiding sex because he knew what he really wanted was to fuck a pair of twins into you as soon as you gave birth to this one.

He adjusted himself in bed, his hand coming up to gently caress your bump while you slept. He had always wanted to feel your shared baby kick, thoughts of nursery shopping and foot massages always in his head. Something he never got to experience with his wife but so desperately wanted to, especially now with you.

He wondered if maybe all he wanted was to feel connected to his family- to have a family. One he's never hurt, or abandoned yet, he hated how he always felt compelled to run away. He decided what he really wanted was to be a good father to his daughter he never had the chance to bond with, he wanted to right his wrongs.

By now Sasuke was anything but tired, anxiety keeping him wired for hours. He saw your alarm clock read 6:45 AM. He sighed softly, getting out of bed gently to not disturb your sleep. Sasuke crept through your house until he reached your living room, sliding on his sandals and draping his long dark cape over his shoulders.

He reached for your front door knob, quickly stepping through and locking it from the inside, then slamming it shut to lock behind him. When he turned around his blood ran cold, heart dropping instantly as his color drained from his face. His eyes widened as they locked with a pair of shaky green irises.

But probably what Sasuke hated most of all was how the days went by and your belly got bigger, he got hard at just the sight of you. Your skin was always glowing, your breasts bigger, and of course your stomach bigger. He would think about how hot it was that he had gotten you pregnant, showing off how you were his, regardless as to how nobody knew it. In fact, the ignorance of how it was him got him unbelievably horny.

Whenever he would fuck his wife, he would put a hand flat on her stomach, feel the way his cock would bulge underneath, and imagine it was you while caressing where your child would’ve been. Sakura had no idea of course, she was just happy to get dicked down after a strange dry spell. Sasuke silently refused to fuck her, out of shame and pity mostly, but after getting hot and bothered by just the sight of you for weeks mixed with the feeling of sexual frustration he had to let himself go.

After the deed was done, his post but clarity kicked in like no tomorrow.

What am I going to do? How fucked am I?

He thought as he looked to his side and watched as his wife would catch her breath, post orgasm. He shook his head, pulling the covers up to his chest to cover himself up. Sakura rolled over, putting a hand to his covered chest.

“We haven’t done that in quite a while, huh?” she softly laughed, still breathing in and out.

“Yeah,” he smiled, looking away quickly. Sakura furrowed her brow.

“Are you okay?” She asked, sitting up and closer to him.

“Um, yeah… why?”

“It’s just… you’ve been so distant lately, and that’s saying something.” She nudged him and Sasuke made a halfhearted laugh. “You’ve been like this for weeks… if I didn’t know any better I’d assume something…” Sasuke tensed up.

“Assume what?” He bit back, jaw clenched. Sakura was taken aback.

“All I’m saying is ever since that genjutsu user got away you’ve been acting strange. You don’t feel bad about her getting away, do you?” Sakura asked, tone softer.

“She didn’t get away…” Sasuke muttered.

“Huh?”

“Oh, um… Her. Yeah, that’s what it is.” Sasuke replied, rolling over and facing away from Sakura. She giggled.

“Oh Sasuke, you’ve always been so hard on yourself.”

“For good reason…” He sighed, once again the feelings of shame and guilt returned.

“There you go again. Why don’t we just change the subject, hmm?” Sakura asked. Sasuke wanted to vomit when she said your name.

“W-what about her?” he felt the bile building up in his throat.

“Well you know how she’s pregnant right?”

“Yes, yes, of course I know she’s pregnant! What about her?”

“Well she’s coming into the hospital tomorrow for an ultrasound! When I found out I just knew I had to be her doctor so I’m going to be giving her her screening!” Sakura chirped happily.

Without a word Sasuke got out of bed, not facing her the whole time.

“Sorry, I just realized I have to go to the bathroom,” he said, walking out the door.

“Oh okay, we’ll can you bring me a glass of water when you come back?” Sakura called as he was already walking down the hall.

“Yup.” He responded. He locked himself in the bathroom and turned the fan on, then vomited into the toilet before tangling his fingers into his hair and silently crying as his heart beat out his chest.

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You had no idea of course, so nobody could imagine the slurry of emotions erupting inside of you when Sakura walked into the room, clipboard in hand for your check up. You laid back on the examination bed, heart beating out of your chest as she made conversation with you about your baby.

“You can tell me, c’mon! Who’s the father,” she asked, pouring jelly on your belly and spreading it around.

“I can’t…” you frowned.

“Why not?” She asked, turning to the screen and flipping it on.

“It’s cause,” you felt sweat bead on your forehead, you felt sick and had no idea how to tell her this was her husbands child. “It’s cause I had a sperm donor.”

Sakura spun around in the seat and looked at you.

“No kidding! So you’ve really wanted to be a mom that badly?” She asked, moving the small device around on your stomach.

“Um… Yeah I guess so,” you mustered a laugh.

“Didn’t they tell you who the donor was? Y’know if I check your appointment date I can see who’s they gave you-“

“Oh no that’s fine! I didn’t have a preference…” You lied as you both shifted your attention to the screen. “Just wanted it to be healthy…”

Soon enough the fetus was on screen and Sakura gasped with delight.

“Well it seems healthy to me!”

“Um, do you know it’s gender yet?” You asked, shamefully curious.

“Well it’s too early to tell, that’s also why it’s so small.” She pressed a little harder against you, and shifted it around. She pointed at the top of the oblong shape. “There’s the head.”

You smiled as you looked at it, then your face dropped. You felt tears roll down your face and soon enough you were crying. Sakura turned her head to see you.

“I’m sorry…” you cried, wiping your face.

“No no! It’s okay, plenty of mothers cry when they get their ultrasound done it’s completely fine! It’s also all those hormones don’t worry.” She sat closer to you and gave you a small hug, running her hand up and down your back.

You wished she had punched you, kicked you, or even yelled at you, maybe then you wouldn’t feel so bad about being her husbands mistress and baby mother. But instead she was coddling you and telling you it would be alright, which it certainly would not be. Eventually you stopped crying and Sakura grabbed her clipboard and started writing down on it. She tore a piece of paper out and handed it to you.

“It’s a list of some prenatal vitamins, they’ll make you feel better especially when you start to get further into your first trimester.” She was too sweet, and you were so shitty.

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That night after dinner you heard a knock at your door and when you saw who it was you wished you slammed it immediately.

“Can I come in?” Sasuke asked, looking around nervously.

“Get the fuck in here.” You muttered. He shut the door behind him and locked it. You crossed your arms angrily.

“You know it’s already fucked up as it is that I have to raise your child alone, and now i’m reminded that your wife literally exists. You know she gave my ultrasound?” Sasuke cringed. “Yeah. Didn’t think about giving me a heads up?”

“I can explain-“

“Oh! So you did know?”

“Listen-“

“What the fuck…” you cried, sobbing into your hands and turning away from him.

“So emotional…”

“Fuck you, loser.”

“If i didn’t know your hormones were out of control right now I’d remind you that out of the both of us the real loser might be the one carrying the married man’s child.” Sasuke snapped. You growled low, then with an open palm struck him across the face. He winced, a soft grunt escaping his lips.

“I should kill this damn fetus that you find so fascinating. I hate it. I hate you. Everyday i’m reminded there’s something disgusting growing inside of me that you put there, it makes me sick.” You cried again, ugly sobs ripping their way out through your lungs to bounce around the walls of your home.

“It’s not my fault you were acting like such a whore that day.” Sasuke frowned, his hand running over the red skin on his face.

“If you had killed that genjutsu user we wouldn’t be here right now.”

“You got in the way.” You scoffed.

“Always so pretentious, aren’t you?”

“It’s the truth. I could’ve handled it but no, you just needed to show off.”

“Show off? You’re one to talk. You’re practically showing off to the whole village how you got me knocked up everywhere I go.” Your brows furrowed. Sasuke was silent.

He knew you were right. Maybe he knew it was the pot calling the kettle black, but he was backed into a corner. Something about the word ‘loser’ struck a nerve with him. A deadbeat dad with a distant wife- no fault of anyone else but him. Did he somehow think starting a family with you would be some sort of do-over? something to rid him of his guilt?

When he looked at his wife he saw a beautiful woman, strong and accomplished. But how can you have any room for attraction to someone you have so much guilt for. Guilt for his old days of vengeance and hate, guilt for his job that kept him away from home for years.

But you? You were a fresh face. Beaming with optimism and a subtle hint of indifference that he knew he could change. You had something Sasuke couldn’t quite identify, simply being around you now felt dangerous. Sure, it could be, but it was more than the thrill of danger. You were his whim, his drug, the fever he couldn’t sweat out and being inside of you was the only place he wanted to be every hour of everyday. Maybe you have animosity for him now but could this family save you? more importantly- could it save Sasuke?

You took a deep breath in, shakily letting it go.

“You need to leave…” You were about to walk for the door when a possessive hand grasped your wrist. You froze.

“You don’t understand, I need you.” His voice was almost a whisper, the low growl that it almost produced set a shiver up your spine.

“I…” you started, face flush from his sudden shift. “Please, I can’t deal with you right now. You’re just too confusing.”

Sasuke gripped you brash and pinned you against the nearest wall, mounted frames ratted when you made contact. You gasped, your free hand coming to rest at your belly.

“Sasuke! You can’t just do that! It’s not good for the baby, knock it off,” your face burned hot. Sasuke raised a brow, a small smirk pricking up.

“Oh? So you do care about the well being of our baby, huh?” Bastard. He had you.

He leaned down partially, teasing you with a warm breath against your lips. You fought yourself to not close the gap, your mind racing and your face flaming. Soon enough you gave into your impulses and kissed him passionately.

You both let out an exhale, his soft lips making yours wet with his saliva. He opened his mouth to lick your sweet lips, tracing how plush they were only for his tongue to slip past them and feel along your own. His tongue ran along the smooth underside of yours, then swirled back up to trace your rougher taste buds, leaving his own flavor behind.

He grunted when you tangled your fingers in his hair, digging deep towards his roots and gently yanking when he pressed a growing erection into your swollen core. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your arms around his neck and he carried you to your bedroom, where he laid you down onto the mattress as soon as you both arrived.

Sasuke ripped off your pajama pants then ducked down to the valleys of your flesh, kissing in between your thighs to suck deep hickeys into. You moaned and writhed under his chin, then he made haste to your sensitive pussy, licking hard against your clit. You let out a harsh and untamed cry of pleasure, it almost sounded like you were in pain. But the way you bucked your hips into his mouth and dig deeper into his scalp proved otherwise.

You didn’t realize your body was craving Sasuke for so long until mere seconds later you were cumming on his tongue, hoarse moans and soft whimpers escaped your lips without warning as your juices filled his mouth. Sasuke palmed himself when you flooded into him, he swallowed every drop you could’ve given him and when you were done with your orgasm he didn’t stop devouring you until you were shaking like a leaf.

Sasuke roughly grabbed one of your tits as he stood up, looking down at you through narrowed eyes, you quivered under his gaze.

“Off.” He commanded. You took off your tank top and threw it across the room. Sasuke swooped down to caress your tits in his hand and mouth, biting harshly on your sensitive nipples. You clenched around nothing when he did so, thighs clamping shut around his torso.

He quickly came off of you and he undid his pants, you watched as the waistband of his pants and boxers fell to the floor, his large cock standing straight up against his chiseled abdomen.

There were no words spoken between the two of you. No promises of love, no claims of possession, no gifts exchanged or fancy jewelry to court with, no battles won to impress with, and no acts of tenderness. Only one single thing was present and that was the absolute orgasmic pleasure that came from being impaled be Sasukes cock over and over and over again. He got off watching you bounce from underneath him, your tits giggling every time he bottomed out and his balls smacked against your ass.

Sasuke bit his lip to stutter his moans when you started shaking again. Your climax looked almost like a seizure, more whimpers and cries were let out as you shook, only to be met with more tremors the longer he fucked you, continuing to deliver what practically seemed like pleasure epilepsies.

“F-Fuck! Sasuke, you’re so good…” you mewled, toes curling when he hit that good spot deep inside of you.

His hips didn’t slow their violent pace, his thumb traced along your clit, rubbing tight circles against it with he pad of his finger.

“Yeah…” he grunted, pace getting rougher. “You like this dick, huh? You like it so much you got pregnant from it, little whore.” He smirked, teasing you with long, deep strokes that slowed down to an agonizing pace.

You breathed heavily, heart pounding so loud and fast you were scared you might have a heart attack.

“Fuck- yeah…” you blubbered, hips twisting when you felt him bottom out.

“You’re gonna raise my fucking baby, aren’t you?” Sasuke murmured, his pace intensified and yet again you were crying out again.

“Y-yeah,” you whimpered, legs shaking as Sasuke obliterated your leaky pussy.

“That’s right… you’d do anything for this uchiha dick, wouldn’t you?” He asked with a smirk as he jackhammered you raw with his thick rod.

You neared your orgasm, cunt clenching tight and making Sasuke grunt as he continued to rail you. You nodded, eyes rolling back as your eye brows furrowed. Your mouth fell open and Sasuke took this opportunity to spit into it, you shocked yourself when you swallowed it. Sasuke had a feeling you would but watching you do it made him go crazy and his pace inside of you was excruciating.

“Say you want our baby, say you’re keeping it,” Precum was spilling out of you, it was fully mixed in with your arousal and your ass was drenched from your fluids dripping down.

“I want our baby, Sasuke- I… I’m keeping it I promise…” your face burned, your body surprised you would utter such words to the man who ruined you.

It didn’t matter for much longer since you came hard on his cock, appendages flying all around him to get him even closer to you. He complied and pressed himself deeper into you, almost as if he were fusing into you. his cock twitched when he filled you up with hot cum and you loved hearing his soft moans. you wrapped your legs around him to keep him right inside of you and if it wasn’t for the fact it was sasuke who had led you to this misfortunate spot, you wouldn’t be upset by the state you’re in now.

Eventually Sasuke got off of you and clothed himself. His pants covering his sex, almost as if in a way he was ashamed of where it had got him. Hiding it away from the mess he had made.

“I’ve got to go, I’ve already overstayed my welcome.” Sasuke sighed, he turned around and looked back over his shoulder at you. “Goodnight.”

You were still naked and drenched in sweat and sperm, juices leaking down your legs. It was like he injected you with his own venomous guilt for living, having desire, having your own craving for freedom through your sex. That freedom was gone now, only one of you had to deal with this fuck up. Now this venom was killing you. It was as if the most pleasurable knife was jabbed inside of you and you were bleeding out your emotions.

The sheets were all messed up besides you and as you watched him go you were glad he didn’t offer to tuck you in. A good man would’ve offered, a better would’ve tucked you in without even asking. In a way, it was confirmation he was a shitty lover and maybe even a worse partner. It made you feel better he wouldn’t do such an intimate thing for the fling like this when he has a wife and child at home.

Still shaken, you managed to sit upright, angry and defeated. You knew your body and mouth betrayed you of the freedom you wanted so badly. They reinforced his belief that you wanted to keep this anchor of a weight that was Sasuke Uchihas child. You were furious your body betrayed you and led you down a path of self destruction. You felt cheated, then felt worse when you realized that the only person who should really feel that way was Sakura.

AN: i have been LAGGING !!! i am so sorry gang i'm trying to be better with posting like how i used to but somethings been up idk what is is or when it'll be over but i think i just gotta womp womp my way through it. anyways i'm sorry if i forgot to add you to the tag list just leave a comment and i'll add you to the next part.