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It was the slow drag of a strong, calloused hand upon the bare skin of her abdomen that had her shifting in bed, head turning from one side to the next as she was roused slowly. Soon, the touch was drifting lower, causing her back to arch slightly from the warm, satin sheets beneath her. There were graceful fingertips ghosting across her sex, finally bringing her to full conciousness and a quiet, breathy moan sounded from her throat.
“Sasuke-kun,”
That touch was one she had familiarized herself with in recent days — one she had just been enjoying before she drifted off to sleep. Sakura had just married the love of her life, the man who owned her heart, only a week before and since then they’d both been insatiable. Their honeymoon had consisted of nothing more than the two exploring one another in more intimate ways than they ever had before. They were both memorizing even the smallest details of each other’s bodies — they were both new to such acts, but they were quick and anticipatory learners.
Sakura had found out quickly that her husband was a very attentive and giving lover. She couldn’t decide if she preferred his hand or his mouth, but a combination of the two had proven to be more than she could handle. How the man could bring her to the height of ecstasy with such ease was beyond her.
But he could.
Mere moments were all he needed to have her quivering all over and whimpering needily. She had learned a few things as well. Like the fact that Sasuke had a weakness for kisses no matter where he received them and that he was partial to having her on display for him no matter the position. At first, Sakura had felt shy. She wasn’t ashamed of her nakedness. It was only the pure look of longing in his mismatched eyes, the unadulterated fondness his touch and each of his kisses possessed.
It wasn’t her body that felt naked in those moments of intimacy.
It was her soul.
When the two made love it was an otherworldly experience that left them both boneless and beside themselves, but they couldn’t seem to get enough. Which is what led to their current state of corresponding bare bodies. A turn of her head led her to realizing the sun hadn’t even risen and yet they were at it again. Sasuke’s fingers were skimming over her folds, his tongue trailing over her ribs, pausing only every few inches so that his lips could give her heated skin light suckles.
Each one ignited a fire beneath her skin that was near scorching, leaving her lower tummy coiling with a fierce need that just kept bubbling up, steaming; like a kettle of water over a flickering flame. Whenever his tongue would lavish her skin, her sex would throb. It was a call of desperation that had an impassioned cry announcing its presence. She couldn’t take the teasing.
Sakura’s blunt nails dug into his shoulders as soon as her hands reached them and her hips gyrated, seeking him where she needed him most. Sasuke, ever the giver, rewarded the action with a deep, and short but fervid groan of his own. Then his fingers were slipping between her folds, her arousal soaking them and making the slide from her entrance to her swollen and sensitive nub that much easier.
One slight circle over that sweet spot he’d learned drove her crazy was already too much, making choke on a gasp, hips bucking with a mind of their own. She was lucky that Sasuke was as reactive as she was and that little things that she unknowingly did had a way of bringing his own lust to the forefront of his mind.
An approving hum rumbled in her throat as he crawled over her, lips connected with hers with such ardor it made her head spin. He was soon pushing into her in earnest and her hands were buried in his thick ebony hair, legs spread wide and hips rolling to meet his every thrust.
When they moved together, they were both pulled in the direction of ultimate bliss steadily. Sakura was almost always the first to fall apart — Sasuke preferred it that way. If ever he were teetering on the edge before her he would still and bring his mouth to stimulate her tender nipples or suck at her throat until he could feel her walls quaking around his pulsing length.
That was just what happened now, and when he finally had the signal that she was so close to orgasming, Sasuke grinded into her, being sure to stimulate her thrumming bundle of nerves on every movement until she finally came. It was in a fit of trembles and jolts, choked moans and dull scratches that Sakura reached her climax. Feeling her sex clamping down and massaging him in a way that could only mean her body wished to milk him of his release was always his favorite way to find it.
Once again, for the time being, the two were spent. Sasuke rolled onto his side, pulling her to lie facing him on hers. Sakura had a sleepy, sated smile on her face as the fingers from his lone hand combed through her pink tresses and he pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“Go back to sleep,” he whispered and Sakura hummed in agreement.
Before long she was sleeping soundly once again, lulled by the pleasure only her husband could award her.
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My Sasusaku Month contribution for the prompt : Sleeping Soundly.
I’m sorry for the mistakes, English is not my mother tongue. I hope you like it.
Summary : Sasuke hated those nights when Sakura was not with him. He slept lightly, always on the lookout for the slightest danger. And when he finally got to sleep, his nightmares overcame his nights. He could only have a deep and peaceful sleep when Sakura was with him.
Disclaimer : Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.
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Sasuke turned the bedroom light off and laid down on his bed. Sarada had been sleeping for a long time and Sakura had not came home yet. She had called them earlier in the evening telling that an emergency had happened at the hospital and that she did not know when she was going to come home. Sasuke hated those nights when she was not with him. He slept lightly, always on the lookout for the slightest danger. And when he finally got to sleep, his nightmares overcame his nights. He could only have a deep and peaceful sleep when Sakura was with him.
After the massacre of his clan, sleeping had become unbearable. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw his parents' bodies covered in blood and Itachi standing next to them. For years, these nightmares were part of his nights. What kept him from going mad was his hatred for Itachi. When he became a genin and team 7 went on a mission, strangely, sleeping seemed easier to him. At the time, he did not want to admit it, but now he knew it was thanks to Sakura. Her presence appeased him. Knowing that she was close to him calmed him down and for the first time in years, he could finally sleep soundly without nightmares. Nothing had changed since their genin days. He only found refreshing sleep with Sakura.
Sasuske heard footsteps in the hallway. The bedroom door opened and Sakura entered. She smiled at him when she saw him looking at her.
‘Everything is fine ?’ He asked.
‘Yes. A genin was seriously injured during his mission. I thought we were going to lose him. Fortunately, everything went well.’
She changed and laid down on the bed. Sasuke put his arm around her and Sakura rested her head on his shoulder.
‘I'm so tired,’ she said with half-closed eyes. ‘I thought this day would never end.’
In just a few seconds, she fell asleep. Sasuke kissed her forehead. He closed his eyes, focusing on Sakura's breath and fell asleep deeply.
Summary: Sakura has the ability to travel to people’s dreams and alter them. So she helps resolve Sasuke’s nightmares.
Rating: K+.
A/N: The story is set during ancient times when kingdoms still existed. This was inspired by the drama Mystic Pop Up Bar. Go check out the show!
Life is surely filled with mysteries. Mysteries of the mind and the body. One can argue that they both are just equally as important, equally dependent on each other, and equally strong. But Sakura would argue otherwise. The mind is the key to everything. A strong-willed mind can withstand anything. It can even push one’s limit beyond anything they imagine. Unbeknownst to some, it even has the ability to affect one’s body. When the mind is strong, the body is as well. And when the mind is weak, so too is the body. Thus, becoming the key to unlock one’s potential.
This is what Sakura has control over. Not necessarily the mind itself, but the thoughts underlying it. One might ask, how is this possible? Through dreams.
A scholar once believed that the mind is the door that to peak into person’s subconsciousness. A dream is like a projection of one’s beliefs, thoughts, and hopes. Many things are uncertain, but one thing Sakura’s certain, is that she is not like other people. Ever since she was little, her dreams have never stopped being so vivid, so clear. Her mind has always been so alert and conscious, even during sleep, movements so clear and swift, she can practically do whatever she wants in the dream plane.
That’s when she realizes she’s special. She was ten when she found out her abilities can be stretched out to enter other people’s dreams. Seeing what they see, standing in the sidelines, watching the events unfold and change from one thing to the other.
She was thirteen when she found out she was able to alter those events. Creating her own playground in other people’s dreams, architecting rooms and houses, making things disappear or appear.
Back then she had to learn to manipulate her powers and hone them by using it on her friends. But soon, she realizes, it’s both a blessing and a curse. She was then feared by many. Feared that she is a puppet master who can control people’s minds to do whatever she wants. Feared that she will someday bring doom to their village.
The thing is, she did believe them. By the time she was sixteen, she decided to run away and leave her village behind.
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Sasuke’s day has finally come to an end. With a war coming, the palace is becoming more eager to manufacture weapons and armors. Bows, arrows, swords, and spears are constantly in the make each day. Constantly being surrounded by the hot furnaces, handling scolding metal and heavy hammers, Sasuke’s body aches all over.
The walk back to his house feels the most rewarding. A day at the forge earned him three days’ worth of meals. He can barely remember when he started working there. The only thing he remembers is the face of his brother going into war. It’s been two years since he last saw him. He wonders if he’ll ever see him again.
Boiling some water in a pot and cutting up vegetables, he settles for a simple meal for his dinner before deciding to sleep right away. All cleaned up from the coal and dirt on his body, he lays himself on the futon, closing his eyes.
Just as his mind is starting to drift, flashes of blood fill his mind. He can hear the screams of women, of children. He sees arrows lodged into trees and ground. He keeps running and running deeper into the forest, running as fast as his legs could carry him. His body feels sluggish, as if putting one leg over the other is the hardest thing to do. His whole body feels heavy. He looks back to see if anyone’s following him when he accidentally trips on a branch, rolling down a hill and falling into a dark endless pit.
His body jolts as he sits up, covered in sweat. This has been the nth time he’s had the same dream. They never fall far from similar themes of blood, war, and fear. It’s like he’s watching his memories on tape being rewinded over and over again. Memories of the civil war that happened in his village years ago. Sometimes he gets to see his brother in them and they’re not as bad as he thinks. But some days they’re worse because he sees his brother in them, dead.
He runs a hand over his tired face and ruffles his hair in frustration. He lies back on the futon and stares at the ceiling.
Brother, where are you?
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“Hey, Sasuke, Sasuke!” Someone finally snaps him out of his musings. He turns to the source of the voice.
“Careful with that.” The man points to the hot rod in his hand. Sasuke quickly sets it on the table before taking off his gloves.
“You okay? You look like you barely got any sleep last night.” It’s apparently too obvious that he didn’t get any sleep last night.
“I’m fine.” He goes to the back and splashes some water on his face. He lets it cool himself down as he stands there, staring at his reflection in the water. The man places a hand on Sasuke’s shoulder.
“Hey, you know what might help? I heard there’s a shaman in town that can give you good dreams!” Sasuke quirks an eyebrow at the suggestion. He surely is not one to believe in ghosts or spirits. He might believe in an afterlife, but hearing about someone who can supposedly give him good dreams is a bit too far-fetched.
“I’m telling you it really works! My brother went to see her the other day and he said she could really do it! Just try it once. You got nothing to lose, right?” He’s right. He doesn’t have anything to lose. His nightmares are already bad anyway, he can only hope that things get better from there, right?
He decides to give this shaman a try. At the end of the day, following the directions the man gave him, he comes across a small house at the edge of the village. The house looks small and humble. The yard seems barren except for the clay jars lined up along the sides. He notices the bell that hangs from the ceiling. He approaches the entrance and knocks a few times.
“Come in.” He hears a voice from inside. He slides the door and steps inside. He finds a woman sitting on the floor behind a table. He’s never been inside a shaman’s house before but he can say it’s not like anything he imagines. The room appears empty, except for a futon on the right side of the room, and an incense on the other side of the room.
She eyes him and chuckles.
“Wow you must really need my help.” Sasuke is beginning to re-evaluate his decision. But he might need her help after all. He steps closer and takes a seat in front of her.
“I’ve been having nightmares.”
“I see. And what kind of nightmares?” She’s probably heard this so many times, judging by the unchanging tone in her voice.
“People dying. War.” He can’t tell if it’s just his imagination but he can see her eyes widen a bit.
“That’s rare. You see most people say they want dreams of meeting their loved ones, flying, travelling.” She can tell that he only wants one thing. Peace. Peace of mind.
“Okay. I’ll help you.” She gets up and sits next to the futon. She gestures him to sit as well. He gives her a questioning look before he decides to follow her words. He sits there and Sakura hands him a cup of tea.
“This will help you relax. It’s chamomile tea.” He takes a sniff before sipping the beverage. He then lies down and tries to even his breathing. She’s lying of course. It’s not just any regular tea. It’s a special liquor of hers that can put a person into a deep slumber. Not long after that, Sasuke begins to drift into sleep. His eyes flutter closed.
Sakura grabs his hand in hers and touches his pulse. She closes her eyes and tries to match his breathing. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. She focuses on Sasuke’s heartbeat in her fingertips. A few minutes pass and she begins to enter his dream.
Darkness. Everywhere around her. The moon is the only thing lighting up her path. She notices she’s in a forest. She walks a few steps before she sees an arrow lodged in the ground, followed by a trail of blood. She then begins to hear screams. She keeps walking and starts hearing fast footsteps. She quickly steps to the side, hiding behind a tree. She then sees Sasuke panting and running. She follows behind him to see where he’s heading. He keeps on turning back, as if someone is chasing him. She looks back to see no one.
She keeps following him. Deciding that she should end his misery, she grabs both his shoulders, startling him.
“Hey.” He turns around, fear evident in his eyes. His face is covered in dirt and sweat.
“Who are you? Let me go!” He tries to break free, but she holds him in place, remaining calm.
“There’s no one here. No one will hurt you.” Sasuke keeps his gaze on the ground, seeming afraid to look at his surroundings. Sakura decides to brighten the surroundings. Literally.
The sun slowly starts to rise, a colorful orange and yellow hue appearing from the horizon. Sasuke notices this and looks up to the sky. He can see the woods clearer now. The arrows stuck on the ground begin to crumble and sprout branches and leaves. The blood on the ground and barks slowly fades to nothing.
His eyes widen in surprise. Fear and terror seem to have dissipated from his eyes and Sakura can’t help but let out a relieved sigh.
“Look, there’s nothing here that will hurt you.” She points towards the path behind him. He turns around to see a clear road ahead of him. The trees surrounding him appear livelier. Birds are singing and the sun shines down on him, engulfing him with warmth that he hasn’t felt in a long time. He breathes in the clear air.
Sakura takes his hand and starts walking along the path. He lets her lead him to wherever they’re going. A village is starting to come into view and before he knows it, he’s arrived at the entrance of his village, of the village where he grew up in.
He takes in the surroundings. Children are running around laughing, women are carrying tubs of leaves, and the men are carrying a boar, laughing and patting each other on the back, celebrating their hunt.
He can’t remember the last time he’s seen his village this happy. He feels his mind is more at ease as he finally spends a well-rested night.
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He opens his eyes, and finds sunlight peeking through the cracks and edges of the house. He rubs his eyes and looks around. He sits up and notices he’s still at the shaman’s house. However, the shaman is nowhere to be found.
He spends some time to recollect his thoughts and remember what had happened the night before. He remembers seeing sunlight and trees in his dream. He remembers hearing children laughing. He gets up to find the shaman to thank her before he hears a door being opened.
Unbeknownst to him, a door at the back of the house open and he sees her walk in with a bowl and a glass of water.
“Good morning. I see you must’ve slept well last night.” She sets the items on the table in front of him and kneels. He sits himself back down.
“Thank you.” It’s the best rest he’s had in years and he has her to thank for it. She shakes her head and smiles at him.
“I’m glad I can help. Here’s some breakfast for you.” He eyes the bowl of soup in front of him and thanks her for the meal before downing it all in one go.
He gets up to head out for the forge.
“My name is Sasuke.” Sakura looks at him for a moment before responding.
“Nice to meet you, Sasuke. I’m Sakura.”
Sakura.
He will surely remember that name from now on..
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tbc?
A/N: I have a few more ideas on how to expand the story. So let me know if you guys are interested in reading more :)
