The tent was quiet except for the soft sound of breathing. Sasuke lay on his side facing the opposite wall, already asleep after the long day of travel. Sakura had asked to share the tent because she didn’t want to be alone, but the space between them remained clear and careful.
I got inside the tent with the invisiblity on and lied beside Sakura. The system window still showed the incomplete quest and the two-day timer. Her pride was the only thing left standing in the way. I moved closer until I was right behind her.
"Hey Bitch"
"Who is there?" She first thought I might have been Sasuke as he was sleeping next to her.
"Its me." Kael turned his invisiblity off and looked directly in her eyes.
She stirred and turned her head. In the low light her eyes found mine. For a second she just stared, the memory of what had happened earlier at the rock still fresh. Pride flashed across her face, but underneath it was the same heat that had kept her on her knees before.
"What are you doing here?" she whispered, voice tight. "Sasuke is—"
"He’s asleep," I answered quietly. "And you already know why I’m here."
She opened her mouth to argue, then closed it again. Her cheeks were already turning pink. I reached out and rested a hand on her hip over the blanket. She didn’t pull away.
"Still pretending you don’t want this?" I asked, voice low. "Even after you sucked me off earlier and swallowed everything?"
"Shut up..." The words had no force. "I only did that because... because you—"
"Because you wanted it." I slid the blanket down and moved my hand under her skirt, fingers brushing the warm skin of her thigh. "Your pride can keep talking. Your body already answered."
She bit her lip hard, but when I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her pants she lifted her hips just enough to help me pull them down. The last of her resistance was only words now. I pushed the fabric past her knees and off one leg, leaving her bare from the waist down. The cool night air kissed the wet heat between her thighs.
I settled behind her in a spooning position, one arm sliding under her head so she could rest against it, the other guiding my cock between her thighs. She was already wet—slick enough that the head glided easily along her slit. I rubbed myself slowly up and down, coating the tip, feeling every little twitch of her body as her breath hitched.
"Naruto... wait... ahh—"
I pushed inside in one smooth, deep thrust.
"Fuck... it’s so tight..."
Sakura’s back arched against my chest and a sharp moan escaped her throat before she could stop it.
"Ahhh—!"
I held still for a few seconds, buried to the hilt, letting her adjust to the stretch. Her walls fluttered around me, hot and gripping. Then I started moving in slow, deep strokes from behind. The wet heat of her wrapped around me perfectly. Every time I bottomed out she made a soft, broken sound she tried to muffle against the pillow. My hand slid under her top, palm covering one breast, thumb brushing the nipple until it hardened into a tight peak.
"You feel that?" I murmured against her ear, thrusting steadily. "How wet you already are for me? Pride doesn’t change how good this pussy takes cock."
"Nngh... ahh... shut up... ahhh..."
I kept the spooning pace for a long time—deep, grinding strokes that made her toes curl against my calves. She pushed back against me despite the weak protests, meeting every thrust. The wet sound of skin meeting skin stayed quiet but unmistakable in the small tent. I rolled my hips in a slow circle at the deepest point, grinding against that spot inside her until her breathing turned ragged.
When I needed more I pulled almost all the way out, then rolled her fully onto her stomach while still half-inside her. She made a small sound of surprise as I settled my weight over her back. Prone bone. I braced my hands on either side of her head, knees spreading her thighs wider, and started fucking her harder—short, powerful strokes that forced the air from her lungs with every impact. Her cheek pressed into the thin pillow. Her fingers clenched the blanket.
"Ahhh... ahhh... too deep... Naruto... ahhh!"
"Take it," I growled, hips slamming against her ass. The soft flesh jiggled with every thrust. "This is what you needed. Not Sasuke. This."
"Ahhh— fuck— ahhh— I’m... I’m close—"
I reached under her with one hand, found her clit, and rubbed it in tight circles while I pounded into her. She came hard, muffling her cry into the pillow as her walls clamped down around me in strong, rhythmic pulses. I fucked her through it without slowing, dragging the orgasm out until she was shaking underneath me, legs trembling, soft broken whimpers spilling from her lips.
I pulled out only long enough to turn her onto her back. Classic missionary. I pushed her knees up toward her chest and sank back inside in one long thrust. Her hands flew to my shoulders, nails digging in as I started a steady, deep rhythm. The new angle let me watch every expression cross her face—pride fighting pleasure, eyes half-lidded, mouth open.
"Look at me," I told her. "Don’t hide behind pride now."
She glared up at me even as her hips lifted to meet every stroke. "I still... ahh... don’t like you..."
"Your pussy says otherwise." I leaned down and kissed her hard while I fucked her, swallowing the next moan. Tongue sliding against hers. "So tight... so wet... you’re going to come again for me."
"Ahhh... ahhh... Naruto... fuck... ahhh!"
I hooked her legs over my shoulders, folding her deeper, and drove into her with longer, harder thrusts. The new angle made her eyes roll back. Wet plap-plap-plap sounds filled the tent, mixed with her broken moans and my own low groans. Her breasts bounced with every impact. I leaned down and took one nipple into my mouth, sucking hard while I kept the deep, punishing pace.
"Fuck... Sakura... you’re squeezing me so hard..."
"Ahhh— ahhh— I’m cumming— ahhhhh~!"
She came a second time, louder than before, thighs trembling hard on my shoulders. The way her pussy pulsed and milked me pushed me over the edge. I buried myself to the hilt and came with a rough growl.
"Grr... hnnngh... fuck yes... take it... ahh... fill you up... mmm..."
Thick pulses flooded her as I held her legs in place, grinding deep through every spurt. She whimpered at the heat, still clenching around me, pride completely drowned under the aftershocks. I stayed inside her for a long moment afterward, both of us breathing hard, sweat cooling on our skin. When I finally pulled out, cum slowly leaked from her onto the blanket in a thick, slow trail.
Sakura turned her face away, still flushed, still trying to gather the scraps of her pride. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. One arm rested weakly across her eyes.
The system window remained unchanged.
[Quest 4/100 : Humiliate Sakura]
[Time limit : 2 days]
Not complete yet. Her pride was bruised, but it wasn’t broken.
He thought anyway there is the whole night remaining I will make her submit to me.
Outside the tent the night stayed quiet for only a few more seconds.
Then, on the other side of the tent, Sasuke’s eyes opened in the dark.
He had been lying still the entire time, facing the wall, but sleep had left him the moment the first wet sounds and muffled moans started. Now he stared at the canvas above him, jaw tight, every muscle locked.
How the hell does anyone expect a person to stay asleep through that much noise?
The thought was cold and sharp. He didn’t move. He didn’t speak. He simply lay there in the dark, listening to the fading breaths on the other side of the thin space between them, and said nothing at all.
Give me power!!!