I have to say, i originally put this story up not thinking anyone would even read it. But i really appreciated the responses i received. So in thanks, here's what people have been asking about.

now it's categorized correctly. M, for mature audiences only (myself not included in this category)

An Alternate Ending

Sakura smiled one of those smiles, lying underneath him, "I should have just punched you..." Her arms falling across her body, covering her exposed skin. "I do know what your talking about now, I feel a little embarrassed..." She couldn't keep eye contact, expecting yet another awkward silence.

"I feel a little embarrassed too..." Naruto blurted out, his hand gingerly settling on Sakura's stomach, just beneath where her chest started to protrude.

Instinctually, Sakura's hand slid to cover Naruto's, grasping at his wrist, a tactic used to defend against an enemy's grappling techniques. Naruto gleamed a slight smile, recognizing the move, noticing it wasn't even intentional.

"This isn't like the other times. It was just passing time, it didn't matter who I was, or who they were, it was never with someone I cared about..."

Sakura turned her head. Looking up as Naruto, she could see his desperation trying to explain himself. She might be innocent, but she had just figured out what he was trying to tell her. She lifted her hand and placed it firmly on his lips. Neither of them had anything left to say, it seemed as though this was a first for both of them. One never feeling the touch of a man, the other never touching the one he loved.

She started to slide her fingers down his neck, catching the zipper of his shirt, pulling it undone then grabbing the creases of fabric by his hips. With a pause, she gained the courage to pull the garment over Naruto's head, exposing his skin the chilled night air.

The two looked at each other, drinking in the sight of pale skin, fire light dancing across bare swaths of muscled bodies. Naruto sat up to his knees, leaning back on his feet. He brushed his hand across his chest abashed about showing himself to Sakura. Never breaking his gaze he held out his hand for her to take, pulling her up to sit in front of him. She smiled and blushed as she looked away, her arms crossing her body, fingers grazing over the straps of her bra. Naruto reach out gently pushing her hands out of his way, one strap falling to rest by her elbow. Slowly he painted lines with his fingers across her chest, skimming the firm definition of her cleavage, over the frills of the fabric, touching Sakura's nipples as they tried to poke through. He circled to her back, in a swift motion unhooking the delicate lingerie. Naruto didn't let the bra fall away, he slowly peeled it toward him, taking in not the sight of her breasts, but Sakura's first reaction to bearing herself to him.

Sakura wanted to keep looking away, she couldn't control the embarrassed smile on her lips, or the blush engulfing her face, it felt like there was a thousand eyes judging her, yet it was only her teammate there watching. Did he approve? She turned back to catch his smile and meet his gaze.

"I like it when you look at me." Naruto whispered.

His hands reached out, enveloping her breasts, lifting them, squeezing them. Naruto could feel Sakura lean into the pressure, her eyes closing, her self-awareness disappearing.

Sakura bit her lip, her hands clutching Naruto's as he continued to play, finally, in a bold act, unlike herself she pushed him over, falling on top of him, laying a kiss on his lips, giving a gentle biting tug as she pulled away for a breath. Her elbows on either side of Naruto's head, her legs straddling his waist, her chest flat against his, she continued to kiss him, passionately, deeply, forgetting herself with each touch of their tongues.

Naruto felt covered in a warm blanket, the sensation of Sakura's soft skin caressing his own. His hands made their way to rest on her hips, his thumbs sinking down to the crevasses where her legs met her waist. He started to rock her back and forth, griping down, controlling where her body would lean. He could feel himself urging to slip inside her, his pants chaffing him with each motion.

Sakura was only momentarily thrown back into reality, she could feel Naruto pressing her hips down and away, all the while his hips pulling up, she could feel her panties sliding with each movement. She had never felt so wet, she had never felt such an ache to be filled, Sakura began to move with Naruto's rhythm.

"I want you..." Sakura breathed the words in Naruto's mouth, letting out a groan, bitting her lip through an especially deep thrust of Naruto's hips.

Watching her bit her lip, her eyes closed as she begged for release made Naruto have to will himself back under control. His hands, gripping hard on her waist, moved to her back slipping under her pants, sliding then down.

It wasn't about her embarrassment anymore. Something else had taken Sakura over. There was this empty feeling between her legs, a longing, a burning. She knew what her body wanted, there had been so many times she would steal away into privacy, and satisfy this ache, letting her fingers dive in deep, pulling across the folds of wet skin, indulging that little nub that would often make her twitch and writhe in pleasure. She frantically peeled her remaining clothing way, bumping Naruto's hands out of the way in the rushed frenzy. In the same frantic fashion, Naruto undid his pants, pulling them low, Sakura catching a glimpse of Naruto undressing. He rolled her over to rest on her back, giving him the freedom to crawl out of his pants completely. Sakura yet again only caught a glimpse of Naruto's naked form, unyieldingly stiff, before he settled down on her; then she could only feel him, prodding her gently.

Naruto began pressing himself into her, letting the hot wetness engulf him, with all his effort he suppressed his eagerness to swiftly thrust in, like he had done so many times before. The delicate hands arduously pushing against his chest and the smooth thighs that clung tight to his hips reminded him of the insecurity she had.

It was painful, but still her body called for Naruto to push deeper. Sakura, trying so hard to control the now uncontrollable, pushed against the muscled body now entrenching itself in her. She felt full, she felt like there was no more room inside her, it was a feeling she could never duplicate herself, it felt safe, warm, tight, she groaned.

Naruto had never felt such a tightness wrapping itself around him, it took his breath away. He lay heavy over Sakura, his cheek touching hers. "ok?" was all he could muster, brushing his mouth across her neck to her earlobe.

There was only a slight exhale and a nod in response, Sakura wrapped her arms around Naruto's neck, hugging him close. Slowly the two started to rock back and forth, soft grunts and breaths could be heard between the cracks and pops of the campfire and the winds rustling the tree leaves. The movements were awkward as they managed to become in sync with each other. Naruto would gently nudge Sakura's hips, telling her when to thrust; she was a quick study. When Naruto would became a little over zealous, Sakura would give Naruto a little squeeze, telling him to slow down. Like the teammates they were, they had developed a means of communicating where words were not necessary, reading body movements and expressions.

Sakura felt the sensation rising in her gut, a feeling of waves building, of release. She teetered on the edge, each wave crashing her ever closer. Naruto could feel her rhythm wavering, her breath being caught in her throat. He started to thrust faster and deeper, letting his own resolve float to the wind. The grunts and breaths turned into visceral moans, Naruto could swear he heard a "please..." mixed in with the indiscernible sounds Sakura was making. All the commotion culminated to one moment of release for the both of them, backs arched, hands gripping whatever was near. And like that the moment had ended. A few last gentle thrusts, causing both of them to twitch slightly and Naruto slumped down, laying his head on Sakura's heaving chest, her hand running threw his golden hair, finally resting by the ridge of his ear.

Just a deep breath from Sakura could be heard, her chest raising and lowering Naruto's resting head. She was too tired and satisfied to start analyzing what had happened, that would be left for another time. Naruto, exhausted, lifted himself up, only to lay one deep kiss on Sakura's mouth, a long motionless kiss, the kind that is unmistakable in intention. He then reached for a nearby bedroll, unlashing it, and laying over the two of them. He rolled off to the side of her, his arm bringing her naked, sweaty body close to his, intertwining his legs with hers. Sakura turned her head just in time to catch one of Naruto's smiles, the kind that can mitigate any situation, she smiled a slight, chaste smile back and watched as his eyes closed. She then hesitantly closed her own, knowing sleep was so close. She let the moment, the moment she understood what it was like to be with someone...for the first time... fall to the night.

THE END.

Ok guys... my first lemon, and let me say it was exhausting writing this...no wonder i always chicken out. I'm such i prude, i really am not into graphic details, but i hope you all like it anyway.