Hush

They have to be quiet. Sasuke's parents are only one floor down, and they sleep lightly, like most shinobi. It's difficult, though, when he's touching her like this and whispering loving words in her ear.

One year ago, today, they started dating. Sasuke doesn't put much stock in sentimental things like anniversaries, Sakura knows, but tonight he's been more caring and affectionate than usual. Ino said to dump him if he didn't buy her flowers, but she would much rather have his undivided attention than roses or lilies.

Sasuke and Sakura undress each other, eager hands fumbling here and there with buttons and zippers until they're both naked. He's beautiful all the time, of course, but she can't help but love seeing him like this: bare and unashamed, steeped in sterling moonlight.

She'd like to open a window and let in the warm summer breeze, but they can't risk the neighbors hearing them. Right now Mikoto adores Sakura, and Fugaku like her well enough. Both agree that she's been a good influence on their younger son. But if they find out that she's been sneaking into Sasuke's bedroom every other night for months she might never be welcome in their house again.

He pushes Sakura onto her back and starts kissing her, while his hands roam across her body. He grasps her breasts, cradles the round of her hips. She opens her legs and wraps them about his waist. Bites her lip to keep from moaning when he pushes his cock against her center. He does it again, and then once more, just baiting her.

That doesn't last, though. Sasuke is always too impatient to tease her for long, too intent on bringing both of them pleasure to withhold it on purpose.

Tonight, they make love slowly, gently. They cling to one another, kissing so furiously that Sakura grows breathless. She loves the feel of his cock inside of her, the taste of him, the smoothness of his strong shoulders beneath her hands. She could do this forever and never grow tired of it. When she gets close to her climax, Sasuke covers her mouth with his hand so she can make all the noise she needs to. Sakura moans against his palm as she rides out the feelings, lost in bliss for a few sacred seconds before falling back to reality. She's still coming down from the high when Sasuke lets himself go.

Afterward, she laughs and says, "That was so good."

"I know," he says, smirking.

She pokes him in the ribs and whispers playfully, "I hate you."

Sasuke says, "No you don't. You love me."

"You love me too," Sakura says.

His smile widens from teasing to genuine. "True."

Six months ago that would have scared him, but now he says it easily, confidently, and full of pride.

Author's Notes: My submission for SS Smut Month Day 5! So this is basically PWP, which I've never done before. But it was also fluffy and fun and I really wanted to participate when a prompt as good as "Sneaking around" was there to work with.