He looked into her eyes with such intensity that she felt he was able to read her very soul. She looked back at him, emerald eyes meeting onyx, and the connection between them was undeniable.

"Sakura, are you sure you want to do this?"

He held her eyes with his own as he took another step closer towards her, reaching out a hand to touch the side of her face with his calloused fingers. She bent her head so that he ended up cupping her cheek with his palm. Slowly she closed her eyes and brought her hand up to cover his on her face as she took a deep breath in.

"Yes."

Taking the final step towards her, they stood almost touching each other, he brings his other hand up to cup her other cheek and lightly press his lips to hers. Closing her eyes, she moans lightly against his mouth and he quickly deepens the kiss, moving his hands to the back of her head, pulling her closer and burying them in her soft pink hair. She places her hands on his chest as he slowly pulls away from her lips, only to continue pressing kisses along her jaw and down her neck to where it meets her shoulder. Smiling lightly, she tilts her head and he continues kissing his way back up her neck and back to her lips before pulling away. She opens her eyes to find him looking at her, their noses almost touching and his dark eyes filled with wonder.

"What, do I have something on my face?" she teases, trying to break the awkward silence that had popped up. He smiles and rubs his thumb across her cheek, making her lean into the touch again.

"No, it's just that I can't believe we're actually doing this. It just seems so… unreal, you know?" he whispers, looking into her eyes again, trying to find the words to say that wouldn't break the mood. "I never really imagined that you would ever forgive me enough to… give yourself to me like this."

"After the seeing the strength you've re-gained and the devotion you've shown me these last few months, and after seeing how many other girls have thrown themselves at you promising to help re-build your clan and watching you turn them down, I can't believe you'd still want to do this with me." she replies, her eyes shine with the smallest sign of tears.

"How could I be happy with anyone other than you?" he soothes, pressing a feather light kiss to the middle of her forehead. "You stood beside me when almost no one else would. Without you and Naruto, I don't think I could have made it through these last couple of months without giving up. You are the most beautiful woman in this whole village and I am so proud to have you stand beside me and help re-build my clan into something honourable."

The smile she graces him with is all the answer he needs. He presses against her, causing them both to take a couple steps towards the bed and, when her knees bump against the edge of it, she sits down, only to continue moving with him, crawling backwards now, until her head hits the pillows at the headboard. He stays right with her, now kneeling with one leg on either side of her hips and his hands holding him up are one on either side of her head. He lowers his head until he reaches her lips and locks them in a kiss, his lips slowly moving on hers.

She buries her hands in his dark hair and pulls him closer as she runs her tongue along the seam of his lips, causing him to open them and plunge his own tongue into her mouth. He moans into her mouth and she replies with a moan of her own. This was all she had ever imagined and more, because of his confession that he would only do this with her. She can slowly feel herself becoming warm and wet between her legs and she knows that he must notice the reactions he is causing her body to experience.

She feels him move his hands down to the hem of her shirt and gently starts pulling it upwards. She pulls away and looks him in the eyes again, smiling as she reaches down and, in one smooth movement, pulls her shirt over her head, revealing her tight black bra. Inside, she's glad she didn't wrap her stomach as she usually does with bandages, because they would have slowed things down immensely. Tossing her shirt away, he grins and captures her lips again as he starts unlacing his own shirt. The laces up the front of the shirt kept getting knotted under his fingers so he pulls away again, biting off a silent curse as he fumbles with the accursed ties. She giggles and places her fingers on his, guiding him through the worst of the knots and then helping him pull his own shirt off, revealing his muscled abs and chest, lightly covered with a fine net of scars that shone brightly in the moonlight coming in the window. She runs a finger down the center of his chest to his abdominals and back up again, tracing invisible patterns along the planes of the muscles. He trembles under her feather light touch and presses up against her, placing kisses along her chest down to her stomach. She giggles softly when he reaches a ticklish spot just above the hem of her skirt and he looks up at her grinning like a little kid before crawling back up to her face and silencing her with another powerful kiss.

He was becoming impatient now, he felt his arousal peaking and his manhood was pressing painfully against the fabric of his tight pants. He started moving his leg upwards against hers, trying to relieve some of the pressure when she realized what was happening. Pushing him gently away from her again, she reached between them down to where the drawstring was on his pants and, with her gentle fingers, untied it and pulled the waistband away from his stomach, releasing some of the tension that had been building for him down there. Smiling at her, he reached a hand behind her back and, faster than even she could do it herself, had unhooked her bra and was sliding it off of her, eventually tossing it to the side.

Looking down at her now exposed breasts, he smiled and cupped one in his calloused hand, causing her to gasp at the unfamiliar sensation.

"They're too small, aren't they?" she comments, pouting at him.

"Don't say that, I think they're perfect." he whispers in reply, noticing how she too sports a fine web of scars across her chest and stomach, just as he has. Maybe not as many, but he can still see that she must have been in serious pain from some of them, most of them being long and narrow, like the line of a blade or like lightning, many of them parallel to others.

"They didn't hurt." she comments, noticing the worry in his eyes. "Most of them are from patients at the hospital who are brought in distraught and lash out with nails and sometimes chakra. That's why I wear the bandages now, they can't do anything to me through those without really trying." she says, pouting again. She's really starting to feel aroused and he's just kneeling there looking at her.

"Hn…" he mumbles, still worried.

"Look, you have more than I do and you don't see me sitting here worrying about things that have already happened, do you?" she says. Lifting herself up onto her elbows, she continues to pout at him. "Please, we were in the middle of something?"

He doesn't answer but lowers his lips hungrily onto hers, pushing her back down onto the pillow. Cupping a breast with one hand, he rubs his thumb around one hardening pink nipple causing her to gasp with pleasure into his mouth. He is really starting to get aroused down there and now that his pants weren't causing him discomfort, he was really wanting to see how she felt wrapped along his length. Knowing that he would still have to wait a bit before that would happen he worked his mouth again down her chest and stomach but, this time, he slipped his fingers under the waistband of her skirt and pulled it down as he moved south. She shimmied her hips to help him and he soon had her skirt down to her ankles and, with a twist of his wrists, had tossed it towards their shirts on the floor. All that was left covering her now was a tight pair of black shorts that she wore underneath her skirt. He ran his fingers up the insides of her thighs, causing her to moan with pleasure again as he slowly hooked his fingers under the shorts and pulled them down. He slowly let his eyes travel south to be rewarded by the delicately curled pink hairs that covered her, and at last he could see all of her. She blushed slightly as he looked at her, letting the sight of her smooth skin and creamy curves brand themselves in his memory. And he would want to remember this night for the rest of his life. Lowering his head again, he began kissing his way from her stomach down and eventually reached those soft pink curls. He kept going and was soon kissing her pleasure spot, slowly darting his tongue out to taste her as he heard her moaning above him. She spread her legs out further so he could move his head between her legs and continue exploring her with his tongue and soon she was crying out in ecstasy as her first orgasm ripped through her body. He slowly licked up her juices, savouring the flavour on his tongue before crawling his way back up her body to look into her face, a light blush still coloring her cheeks and her lips swollen from her heavy breathing. She opened her eyes to see him looking at her once again, so much love and caring in those onyx eyes that she smiled.

"How was that?" he whispered, wanting to hear her voice, knowing that it would be rough and full of pleasure.

"Amazing,…" she gasped, still trying to catch her breath. "So that… is what the hype… is all about."

"Yes, and that's what awaits you after… well…"

She was a medic-nin, she knew all about the whole pain of first times, but now she at least had something to look forward to after the pain receded.

"Yes, I know, thanks…" she said, smiling up at him.

He pressed his lips against hers again and moved his free hand down to grasp the waistband of his pants. She felt him move and wrapped her fingers around his.

"Here, let me."

She grasped the top of his pants and, as he sat up to sit on his heels, she slowly pulled them downwards, revealing his manhood, standing stiff and long, nestled in a nest of dark curls. He looks at her in awe as she pushes his pants down to his knees and then moves her hands to encircle his member and squeeze lightly. The sensation of having someone touch him there and know that it wasn't his own hands was amazing and he had to close his eyes and moan softly. Hearing this, she grins and slowly starts moving her hands up and down along his length, happy that she can do something that pleasures him like this.

"That feels incredible…" he moans, kicking his pants off of his ankles and then sitting back on his heels as she continues to stoke him in ways that he could never have imagined. Suddenly, he feels like he's coming undone and his eyes snap open and he pushes her hands off of him. She looks at him, disappointment in her eyes.

"No, you didn't do anything wrong, it's just that I don't want this to be over too soon."

She giggles, amazed that she almost brought him to his peak so soon with just her hands. Slowly, she lowers herself back against the pillow, waiting for him. He moves on top of her, his manhood throbbing with the need to be inside her, and places both hands beside her face, holding himself above her. He presses against her, the warm, wet heat of her core enticing him so much that he has to reign himself in, knowing that the next part had to be done slowly and gently, to try and limit the pain he puts her in.

"Are you ready for this?" he says, looking into her eyes.

She nods slowly. "I've been ready forever."

Slowly, he pushes into her, feeling her tight heat clamp down around him, and he has to bite his lip to keep from going too fast. She cries out quietly as he continues pushing into her until he is completely enclosed by her warmth. He stops and looks at her, trying to see if he should stop or keep going.

"I'm sorry…" he mumbles, kissing away the few tears that leak out from her closed eyes.

"Don't be, the first time has to be like this." she whispers, slowly moving her hips to try and get used to the weird intrusion in her core. "If you go slow, I think it'll be ok."

"Alright." he replies, capturing her mouth with his. He kisses her deeply as he slowly begins moving out of her and as he pushes in again, he feels her moan gently into his mouth.

Slowly, he begins to thrust, moving at a constant slow pace, and soon she is moving with him, rocking her hips to meet his with every thrust.

"Faster." she moans, and he complies, increasing his tempo until he feels the coils of his peak start to grow in his gut. He buries his face into the crook of her neck and starts pounding in and out of her with such intensity that he hears her moaning increase in volume with every thrust until she is screaming his name into the night air. Another orgasm races through her system and the sudden increase in pressure on his length is enough to cause his orgasm to explode through him. He groans his pleasure into her shoulder as he reaches his peak as she collapses beneath him gasping for air. He keeps pumping into her until he shudders and his arms give out with exhaustion, and lays on top of her, breathing heavily enough that he sees stars behind his closed eyelids. Moments pass and all the two can do is cling to each other and gasp for air as the effects of their passion slowly dissipate. Soon, he pulls out of her and rolls off to her side, only to pull her up against his chest and hug her tightly to him.

"Sasuke-kun?" she mumbles, the fingers of sleep slowly creeping into her thoughts.

"Hmmm?" he replies, also almost taken over by sleep.

"Love you…."

He opens his eyes and lifts his head to see that his pink haired cherry blossom has fallen asleep in his arms, completely spent. Smiling to himself he lays back down behind her, pulls her close and covers their naked bodies with the blankets. Before he too falls asleep, he breathes out the word's she's been waiting so long to hear.

"Love you too, Sakura."