LEMON-AID

Hi people! It's been a very long time. So I was thinking that since I have made you guys wait more than 2 years for this, it's time to reward you. Ladies and Gentlemen, the moment you have been all waiting for, I present you Sex-Sex with a passive Sakura.

5. SasuSaku: Home

Partner: Uchiha Sasuke
Venue: Outskirts of Konoha
Situation: Post Great Shinobi War
Challenge: To submit or not to submit?

Sakura breathed out a heavy sigh - one, possibly, of relief and maybe another, to release the tension of always having to constantly be aware of her surroundings which had become second nature to her since the war began. However, that was the past now. The war is now a part of history. A story that will be told generations over generations to the young ones by their grandparents and teachers of how the Great Shinobi Alliance had valiantly fought their battle against Uchiha Madara and emerged triumphant. A day that all shinobi and non-shinobi alike will have forever etched in their memories. She was proud to be a part of that alliance. The peace that she and the world had so longed for had finally arrived.

She had strayed a distance from Konoha, or what is left of it, and found herself by the lake, unable to recall how she got here in the first place. Although the war was over, everyone was still working very hard to rebuild and restore Konoha to its former glory or better. Specifically, she had been assisting with the reconstruction of the hospital and once in a while, tending to the recovering injured at the medical barracks. She may be a medic but it was natural for her body to ache from all the stress she had placed on it.

Without giving it more thought, the rosette unzipped her Haruno vest and allowed it to land haphazardly on the ground behind her. She did the same with her medic apron, skirt and boots, letting the light of the moon glaze her milky skin with a mystical glow. Slowly, she approached the water, breaking its perfect surface with her feet and entered fully into its calming embrace. Sakura treaded lightly in the lake to the farthest end and came to rest her back against the rocks.

Peering towards the midnight sky, Sakura observed the moon shining majestically from behind the whimsical clouds like something only found in masterpieces. The breeze gracefully swayed the branches of the cherry blossom trees, which in turn let loose some of its beautiful pink flowers. The coral-haired girl watched the floating blossoms glide in a slow dance, with way of the wind, till it landed softly upon the water, sending the ever widening ripples across the peaceful surface. She smiled a weary smile.

There was something melancholy about their victory. Yes, they had won the war, but, undoubtedly, they have lost so much as well. People like Shikamaru, Hinata and her best friend, Ino, have lost at least a member of their family. She was lucky that both her parents were safe and alive. She prayed that the well known phrase that "time heals all wounds" will stay true to its meaning; and that her life, their lives, will return to normalcy. However, there remained a nagging feeling in her chest that nothing seemed to ease. Her life? Dare she say it would be the same?

Her mind rolled back to the first time she saw him again after their last encounter when he tried to harm her and Naruto rescued her in the nick of time. She admitted that she was not too thrilled to see the raven-haired boy - no, man, who could make her heart go all aflutter with just one gaze, but she was indeed surprised at his sudden return. Who would have thought that that man, hellbent on revenge, would change his mind at the flick of a switch and ultimately fight for and with their village? 'Fickle, was he not?' She scoffed and repositioned herself with her front against the rocks.

When she fought alongside her reunited team, they were flawless. It was as if they had trained for consecutive years together to be able to be flow this impeccably. The protégés of the three legendary Sanins, that is what they are and they lived up to the expectations that come with the recognition; even up to the very fact that the Uchiha was a missing-nin like his mentor. Yet, she could not help but noticed how he had changed. Not in personality or goal, but in stature and physicality. He was him, but not him altogether.

His hair was slightly longer than before, seemingly darker, although, the spikes atop his head never got floppy from its length. Sakura smiled a little from the strange fact that gravity does not seem to affect his hair... or almost everyone else's hair - Kakashi, Naruto, Shikamaru, Chouji... Sakura gasped at the revelation and thanked Kami that her hair was rather normal except for its colour. She rested her head upon her folded arms on the ground while allowing her water-soaked body to float and let out a relaxed sigh.

Her thoughts returned to the Uchiha and images of him filled her mind's eye. She had assimilated his frame while they were in pursuit of the Juubi. His shoulders were broader; hands, wider; chest, sturdier. Sakura had noticed the wounds on his arms that healed into pale, almost undetectable scars, probably carved as a reminder from the battles he had fought previously. He must have fought so many. The medic side of her had the urge to tend to the scar tissue, but her logical side held her back. He may have proven his worth as a ninja of Konohagakure and she had accepted him back as a member of their team, but she was not ready open her heart to him after all the pain he had put her and Naruto through. The blonde on the other hand was more forgiving, but, well, Naruto was not one who put much thought into things.

While she had ran behind her dark-haired teammate, her eyes were drawn towards the Uchiha crest which he wore proudly, despite him learning the horrid truth about his clan's history. Pity. Shinobi lead such sad lives. Nevertheless, Sasuke has now returned to the village and proclaimed his intention to be the Rokudaime Hokage.

'Hokage? Seriously?! Something must be wrong with that guy. Must have hit his head against something and had an epiphany.' She rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Maybe I could punch some sense into him." Sakura joked aloud to herself and chuckled as she playfully splashed the water with her feet behind her.

"Punch who?"

Startled, she immediately turned to regard the source of the voice, her arms responded mechanically by shielding her modesty while she submerged everything, but her head under the water. The low tenor was one so utterly familiar to her, yet she had not heard it as often as she had hoped in her younger days. Sakura glared at the intruder. Her emerald eyes accusing far more than just the invasion of her privacy. He approached her, walking on the water's surface by kneading chakra beneath his feet. His speed was tauntingly slow as if attempting to draw some reaction from the rosette other than hiding herself in the shrouded waters. The long raven forelocks that framed either side of his face fluttered gently in the breeze. His emotionless eyes appeared smoulderingly darker during the night.

"No one else would be more deserving of a punch than you," The girl clarified with sarcasm. "Sasuke-kun."

"Heh." He smirked.

Sakura relaxed a little and leaned her back against the rocks while still shielding her body from sight. She felt strangely confident about being in his presence despite her nakedness and so she continued. "Tell me, in the event that you do not actually become Hokage, what would you do?"

The Uchiha seemed to reflect within himself for an answer and replied apathetically, "I will be Hokage."

"Hmm, avoiding the question, I see." She nodded as though she had expected his reply. "Well, my bet is," Pausing, she brushed a strand of damp fringe away from her face, "you'd follow in the footsteps of your mentor or worst still, your forefather."

Sakura caught the stiffening of his posture. She knew she had hit a spot with her harsh words.

The scowl on his brow grew more distinct as he stoop down, bending his knees and loomed over her from above the water. Calmly, his hand reached under her chin to tilt her face up in his direction. She recoiled from his touch, surprised by the unexpected behaviour. His lips curled to form his signature smirk. "I have another goal. One easier to accomplish." The tone of his voice remained as impassive as ever. "The restoration of my clan."

"Yes, I suppose, with the number of awaiting candidates available. Might be a good idea to have more than one woman. That way, your clan will be restored in no time." Retorted the rosette matching his nonchalant intonation. "You should start with that redhead bespectacled girl." With that, she swam away from the rocky edges, not lingering longer to catch a glimpse of his reaction to her sharp words.

The ebony-eyed shinobi remained silent as he watched his female teammate widen the distance between them. She had built walls around her heart and he knew exactly what was the cause. He might just take it upon himself to break down those walls.

As she swam, Sakura reflected on her choice of words and chastised herself inwardly for saying those things to him. It had invoked a tinge of jealousy within her that he was, after all, a ladies' man, but try as she might to resent him completely for the afflictions he had caused her, she still had an affection for the Uchiha and she hated herself for it. She understood that it would be entirely her fault if she were to cry because of him again.

The song of the chirping crickets was greatly emphasised by the pregnant silence as it broke her from her reverie. She scanned her surroundings and realised that she was alone once more. It made her feel worse thinking that it was what she had said that made him leave. It was none of her business how he would or should go about restoring his clan. She had gone too far this time. The rosette made a mental note to apologise for the insult when she would next see him.

Heaving a sigh, Sakura decided she should start heading home. She made a quick turn towards the riverbank and lo and behold, there he was. With her. In the water. Equally clothed. The pair of haunting onyx were intently fixed on her. Her jaw dropped aghast and her mind became a clean slate of white. Nothing could escape her lips save for the condensation of her heated exhalations and when he advanced, every muscle in her body went numb. He closed the proximity between their bodies so that the tip of his nose was brushing hers.

"Love me Sakura." His heated breath fanned against her skin as he leaned in closer. His lips hovered dangerously near her own. Firm calloused palms rested themselves on either side of her bare waist, keeping her within reach.

The kunoichi did respond. Not because she did not know how to, but because she did not want to. She had always loved him and there was no need for him to ask her to. Sakura did nothing to cleave herself away from his embrace when their lips met. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions, she wanted him, but she was afraid. She may be the warrior on the battlefield, but ultimately, inside, she is still the girl who longed for love. When they broke the kiss, her hazy emeralds bore straight into his eyes and she managed to utter quietly, "I can seriously hurt you."

He took her lips again. Longer and stronger than the last; and when they parted, he whispered into her ear, "If you had wanted to, you'd have already done so." The Uchiha did not wait for a reply and went on to plant little pecks on her jawbone, trailing down her nape and suckled gently at her pulse.

Her eyelids grew heavy from his ministrations as she tilted her head back to grant him further access to her flesh. Her strength was waning from the pleasure he bestowed and it was his hands that were keeping her steady. Sakura's breath hitched each time he nib at the supple flesh of her throat before he strayed back to meet her lips. Wrapping her arms around his burly shoulders, she responded to his kisses with newfound vigour, parting her lips to give way to his tongue. Sasuke seized the invitation as soon as it was offered, letting his tongue graze past the serrated edges of her teeth to entangle with hers in a passionate waltz.

Not severing the kiss, Sakura lifted herself with the support from his shoulders to straddle her slender legs around his hips. Their bodies were pressed closed together, with her womanly bosoms against the walls of his unyielding chest. She glided a palm to cup his cheek while the other remained at his back, entangling its fingers in his ebony locks. His hands were now at her thighs; her flesh turning white from the pressure of his fingertips as he held her to him.

She was lost to the passion. Her mind was unable to comprehend that she was finally in the arms of the man she truly loved. Her very first love. Never had she thought that this day would come. All she wanted to do was to cherish this moment while it lasted. Sakura pressed harder against his lips, relishing his taste.

He swallowed her moans as the organ between his legs brushed against her womanhood. She knew that he was eager. He wanted more and so did she. "I..." She gasped. She wanted this more than anything. "Need you..." Her breathing grew more desperate as she gasped between kisses. "Please Sasuke-kun."

"Not yet." Said he, as he lowered her off his hips. "You will beg me." With a force that took her breath away, he twirled her around to face away from him and pulled her so her back was now in contact with his front. Her attempt to free herself from his grasp was without avail. His palms trailed to her breasts and moulded them gently enough for a ninja who was greatly feared on the battlefield. His heated staff throbbed between the flesh of her taut ass as he pressed himself closer to her. Sakura was unable to stop a moan from escaping her lips. A hand proceeded down her slender torso and further towards the south of her.

His deft fingers teased the nub between her womanly folds causing her to shut her eyes from orgasm-worthy pleasure. "Nhh.. Sasuke-kun... Stop this." She imagined him smirking behind her when he took the crowning nipple between his fingers and teased it while the other hand continued with granting pleasure only to the outskirts of her femininity. She was going insane with lust and if he did not give her what she wanted soon enough, she swore that it cannot be helped if she had to use her strength on him. He was asking for it anyway.

Sakura palms pressed themselves over either of his hands, showing him what she needed; and he was pleased. With the help of her fingers, she guided his own to her entrance and pushed two of his digits into herself. She let out a tiny cry of gratification when he deepened the insertion; feeling the warmth of her womanhood wrap tightly around them. All he could think about was how it would feel if another part of him would be in her. Sasuke breathed against her cooled skin at the back of her shoulder and suckled her flesh in an attempt to control his raging lust for the girl in his arms. His fingers increased in speed and strength with each inward thrust as she cried out incomprehensible words; something about stopping or she will make him pay. If he had heard her right, that is exactly what he is looking forward to.

He could feel her careening closer and closer to her climax as her walls started to tighten and her firm ass ground harder and desperately against his shaft. "Beg!" He growled.

"Nnhhh..." Sakura shut her eyes tightly. She was already seeing white behind her eyelids. Her nails were cutting into the back of his hands to hold out from the overcoming pleasure.

"Beg me!" His tone was fierce and demanding. His digits continued thrusting unrelentingly in and out of her womanhood.

"I..." She did not want to obey his draconian order, but her body was no longer heeding instructions from her mind and the words rolled from her tongue on its own accord. "Beg you... Sasuke-kun!"

He grunted an approval. "Come for me." He thrust harder and deeper than before, curling his fingers slightly causing his fingertips to hit her magic spot. The pinkette whimpered as the last of her defenses crumbled and her body trembled with jolts of pleasure. Her eyelids were tightly shut as her climax rode out in waves that overwhelmed all her senses.

Sasuke held on to her as she recovered, slipping out his moist digits from inside of her. Her shoulders were heaving as she waited for her strength to return. She had never experience this much pleasure from anything or anyone. Not even from herself. Now that she has had the best, it is going to be hard to settle for anything less.

Sakura turn to meet his gaze. His pair of onyx eyes were so hazed with lust that the aura surrounding him appeared dangerous. She attacked his lips with her own; drawing his lower lip between her teeth and twirling her tongue with his. She slid an arm over his shoulder to hold him in place while she channeled chakra into her right palm. Her fingers wrapped themselves around his length and he grunted at the contact. With increased confidence, she commenced a slow, rhythmic motion, pulling his foreskin down to reveal his entire manhood. It was not a surprise to her that he was well endowed, but she had never thought that he was this huge. She felt her femininity grow slick with anticipation of having the Uchiha inside her. He moaned into her mouth as she rubbed him gently, slowly nurturing his want. Her thumb grazed the underside of his tip, feeling the bulging veins under the heated skin.

She broke from the kiss so that she could look into his eyes as she channeled her chakra in pulses around his aching flesh. His head fell back at the unexpected pleasure and a feral growl escaped him. The fluids inside him was rising dangerously fast. He was not ready to give in just yet, but with the friction she was creating, it was difficult; and here he always thought that war was difficult. He was going to explode anytime soon but if he was to do it, he rather be in her. He will make her the matriarch of the future generation of Uchihas. So he grabbed her arm hard enough to halt her ministrations and she did, only to see what it was that he wanted. This gave Sasuke the loophole he needed to take back dominance.

In one fell swoop, he lifted her off the riverbed and repositioned her so that when he lowered her, he would ease nicely into her and they would become one. Sakura could not keep up with the Uchiha's swift movements that the next thing she was aware of was his tip gently parting her slick folds. She instinctively wrapped her arms around him for support and gasped into his ear when she felt her womanhood give way to his thickness. A tiny cry of pain left her throat. Her nails dug crescent-shaped indents into his back as she attempted to withstand the stretching of her femininity to accommodate his endowment.

He groaned from the tightness of her clasping walls enveloping his organ and she took him as far as she could go; buried deep, right up to the hilt. His palms were groping her fleshy ass as he rocked her, beginning with a slow agonizing pace. Sakura whimpered against his shoulder; once in a while, grazing her teeth against the flesh of his nape. The momentum built up progressively and his length slipped in and out of her, creating perfect friction. She could feel herself growing more and more moist as the pleasure he bestowed was beyond anything she had expected her first time with the Uchiha would be. He picked up speed. His consecutive thrusts were now firm and deep, causing his tip to come into contact with the recesses of her femininity. She cried out his name from both pain and pleasure. This was beyond good. This was like heaven.

Sasuke's confidence peaked and he growled an approval as he suckled the pulse under the flesh of her neck. The quickening of his staff going in an out of her made Sakura's body grow flush with blood. She could feel it coming; her release, building up like a over-pressured dam waiting to breakthrough the walls towards freedom. Her breathing left her in staccato bursts; gasping from the sensations he created inside. She knew that he was close too as his breathing was not unaffected by the pleasure.

She decided that as she had been submissive to the Uchiha thus far, she will seize the chance to dominate at least once tonight. With that, Sakura sent chakra to her secret place, enhancing the sensations of their friction. She heard Sasuke hiss and ground his teeth from the pleasure. He had already been caught offguard several times and he was not happy. He will educate her that no one can or shall dominate except him.

He stopped his thrusting abruptly, earning him a meep of protest from the pinkette. Her attempts to liberate herself so that she could take over control of the act was without success; his hold on her was absolute. However, he did enjoy the sensations created from her struggles. He slowly pulled himself out of her femininity, but not entirely. When all that was left was his tip inside her, he buried himself deep again. This caused the girl to scream from the pain of his sudden intrusion. His onxy eyes glared into emerald, warning her not to try escaping again. He repeated and repeated his slow agonising punishment until she begged, "Faster! Please, Sasu... ke!"

He smirked triumphantly at the results he obtained and granted her her desire. The thrusting of his staff into her womanhood quickened and she started to feel the coiling of her abdomen.

"I'm going to come!" She exclaimed as she racked her nails into his back possibly drawing blood. He did not relent and continued.

Sakura let out a pleasured cry of his name as her walls tightened from her climax. She shivered in his hold, grasping his dark locks in her fingers to hold out from the unbelievable pleasure that wrecked her body.

It was impossible for the Uchiha to withstand the pleasure of her pulsating flesh around his heated length and he too succumbed; his seed bursting forth from his tip and deep into her womanhood. He muffled his grunts into her nape as the waves of euphoria sent all his senses into overdrive.

It took a while for the two to come around and regain their composure and he slipped himself out of her gently. Sakura attempted to again liberate herself from him, but the Uchiha held fast, earning him a very dangerous glare of warning from emerald eyes.

"I'm never going to let you go." He breathed into her ear when he pulled her forcefully into an embrace. "Never again."

Her defenses crumbled. "I hate you." She said with tears pooling at the side of her eyes as she gripped him tightly, determined that this time, she will never let him go either. "But I love you."

So engrossed with each other had the couple been that both had not noticed that they had a spectator. At the opposite end of the lake, the water's surface rippled very gently as a head slowly materialized to reveal the water boy. His jagged teeth was displayed through a grin that emanated utmost awe and satisfaction.

"Holy fuck! That was some good live porn!" exclaimed Suigetsu to himself.

"No shit!"

Suigetsu startled at the voice and searched in all directions to locate its source.

White Zetsu's head popped out from the ground behind him bearing a similar grin on this face and greeted quite excitedly, "YO!"

A/N: I know I said earlier that I would make this a collection of oneshots featuring Sakura and other guys, but I can't seem to write her with anyone but Sasuke and Itachi. x_x Thus, I officially announce that Lemonaid is now a collection of SasuSaku / ItaSaku oneshots.

Review on whether you want Sasuke to be "punished" in the next story. Haha..