So I couldn't resist XD here is the second half of 'Tattoo Me Now'. I feel so creeper like o.o

Disclaimer: I still do not own anything Naruto…nor do I own the song.

WARNING!

This chapter does contain a LEMON, which means no minors and no immaturity!

Song: …Pony by Ginuwine (Don't judge meeee)

I'm just a bachelor
I'm looking for a partner

"Tou-san…what the hell are you doing?" Sakura asked as she lounged on the living room couch peeking over the cover of a cookbook that Haku had left lying around. Her father just grunted before sticking his head back underneath the kitchen sink, doing who-knows-what to the poor, unsuspecting pipes. Haku just sat on a chair next to Sakura, watching his lover make another unwanted attempt at being a handyman.

The small family of three had been living in Konoha for about 3 and a half years now, and the tattoo shop had become one of the top rated tattoo parlors in the downtown area. Sneaking a quick look at the time on her phone, Sakura hefted herself up from her comfortable position and, after placing a quick peck on her step-father's cheek, grabbed her keys and made her way out of the door before her tou-san could say a single word.

Zabuza sent the innocent door a dark glare, as if blaming it for his precious tenshi's relationship with that, that delinquent!

"Anata, please, calm down," Haku said as he stood from his sitting position and making his way over to the angry man. "Sakura-chan has been nothing but happy with Deidara-san, why can't you be happy for her?"

"Cause he's not good enough for my Tenshi," he grumbled. Haku had to hold in his laughter. 'Is the manly-man, Zabuza Momochi, pouting? Ah, this is priceless!'

"Anata, she is twenty-one years old. Let her make her own decisions. I'm confident that she will make the right ones."

"…whatever."

Someone who knows how to ride
Without even falling off

Sakura stood in the B-terminal of Konoha Airlines, eagerly searching the masses of people for her blonde-haired goliath of a boyfriend. He had flown to Suna with the rest of the Akatsuki for some kind of reunion that she didn't really care to hear the details of, and they were due back today. Pausing in her frantic search, Sakura smiled as she thought of the past three years of her relationship with Deidara.

In all honestly, she thought that he was trying to spoil her, always giving gifts and going to fancy restaurants that she had never even heard of. However, she tried to give as good as she got, trying to get him to slow down and enjoy the simple things in life like a picnic or stargazing. They completed each other she supposed, the yin to the others yang.

The vibrating in her pocket drew her out of her musings.

Message from: Deidara

Hey babe :) we just landed. Cant wait to see you!

Feeling her earlier excitement come back at full force, Sakura resumed her search for the rather colorful group known as the Akatsuki.

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Meanwhile, Deidara was contemplating murder. Not only did he have to spend a month away from his girlfriend, he had to spend that month in the same room as Hidan and Madara. And now, he had to sit between the two sex-crazed morons on the two hour flight back to Konoha. Talk about drawing the short stick.

Quickly grabbing his carry-on bag from above, the tall blonde attempted to get as far away from the two banes of his existence as possible. Sadly, they were faster.

"Oi, Blondie!" Hidan made sure to throw his arm over Deidara's shoulders to keep him from running away. "Is that hot bitch gunna be here? I'd really like a chance to-"

"Finish that sentence and die, yeah."

Madara pouted. "I still don't see why she prefers you when she could have me."

"That's exactly why she doesn't want you, Nii-san." Itachi chimed in.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"To put it simply…you, my dear brother, are an ass." Everyone began laughing hysterically while Madara pulled Itachi into a headlock, initiating a wrestling match between the two Uchihas in the middle of the airport. Spotting a head of pink hair not far off, Deidara whispered a quick good-bye to Pein, who was looking at the rest of the gang as if they were aliens, and ran off before he could be pulled into the disaster that was the Uchiha Brawl.

Forcing his way through the crowded terminal, he managed to get ten feet away before she turned around and saw his approaching figure. A large, mega-watt smile lite up her face before she began fighting her way towards him, the two finally meeting in the middle in a desperate hug.

Deidara lifted his girl into his arms, burying his face into her thick hair and inhaling the scent of strawberries and ink, feeling at home for the first time in weeks.

"I missed you, Hime," he whispered into her pink locks. He could feel her soft lips curl into a smile before she pulled away. Placing a quick peck in his lips, Sakura hopped down from the hug and looked up to her boyfriend of three years.

"I missed you too, Dei-kun. Come on, let's go get your bags and get you settled back in. I'll even make you some of that bakudan that you love so much."

Deidara sighed in contentment before throwing his arm around Sakura. "Have I told you that I love you lately, yeah?"

A giggle. "Only every night on the phone, dear."

Gotta be compatible
Takes me to my limits

"Hime-chan, if you keep cooking like this I'm going to have to keep you locked in here for the rest of your days, yeah." Sakura laughed airily as Deidara continued to message her naked left leg from his position on the other side of the sofa, her jeans having been put into the washing machine after an incident with the food. He had gotten his own apartment about two years into their relationship, and never passed up the opportunity to bring it up.

"I'd like to see you try lover-boy," she laughed as she gently removed her foot and took his empty bowl into the kitchen, taking the time to wash and rinse the empty container. She was elbows deep in the soapy water, the sleeves of Deidara's too-large button up shirt rolled up to her biceps, when she felt large, strong hands slowly slide around her waist and settle onto her lower stomach. Tilting her head to the side, she felt soft lips place sweet, fleeting kissed along her neck, running down to her shoulder and back up to the junction between her jaw and neck. Tilting her head backwards, she met his lips in a long kiss, the two simply soaking in the others presence. Deidara groaned low in his throat before lifting Sakura into both of his arms, carrying her bridal style out of the kitchen. She laughed, gently removing the ponytail that held up half of his hair.

"I think it's time for desert, Hime," he said as he sat her back down on the couch with a quick 'wait here, un' before running back into the kitchen.

Girl when I break you off
I promise that you won't want to get off

He returned not even three minutes later, a single bright red can of whipped cream in his hand. Sakura felt her entire body flush with heat, fisting her small hands into the fabric of the shirt in anticipation.

Everything about him was predatory, from the look in his eyes to the slow, measured steps he took to reach her position on the couch. He slowly crawled onto all fours, hovering over her captivated form, caging her in. Gently shaking the can, Deidara outlined her lips in the sweet cream before leaning in to torturously lick and suck the treat away, never lingering long enough to be called a kiss. Sakura's breathing deepened, her own eyes closing and her brain shutting down, simply feeling the moment, instead of over-analyzing. Her tattooed arms rose to rest over his shoulders for support as they slowly lowered themselves, finally lying flat on the couch.

Gently taking the can, Sakura sprayed a dollop directly into her lover's mouth before bringing his mouth to her's, sliding her tongue into his cavern, tasting the mixture of whipped cream and the flavor that was distinctly Deidara.

Deidara groaned, running his hands along her thighs, allowing his nails to leave trails of goosebumps along her heated flesh, before sliding them underneath the him if the shirt resting them along the curves of the clothed ass that he loved so much and squeezing. Holding her hips more firmly, he brought them up to meet with his groin and began grinding into her steadily, growling at the heat that soaked through his suddenly too tight jeans.

Lifting her up abruptly, Deidara blindly made his way to his room, her legs wrapped around his waist tightly and her lips never once leaving his.

Sakura giggled as she was thrown onto the plush bed, before sitting up on her elbows and watching as her boyfriend started stripping. His shirt came off first, thrown into a random corner. The light from the moon and stars streaked across his ripped torso, highlighting the tribal tattoo that she had placed upon his chest. Seeing that he had her complete attention, Deidara crawled onto the bed before sitting up on his knees and beckoning her over with his finger. Still smiling, Sakura crawled over to his form and reached for the button that was keeping his pants closed. Flicking it open, she slowly slid her fingers along the crease of his zipper, feeling his member twitch in reaction to her light touch.

Quickly flipping them over on the king sized bed, Sakura straddled Deidara, one hand still running along his zipper and the other somehow still holding onto the can of whipped cream. Spraying a cone of cream over his right nipple, Sakura leaned down, gently nipping and sucking on said appendage until he moaned loudly, then switching to the other.

Feeling his larger hand grab the one that was on his zipper, Sakura paused long enough to watch Deidara guide her hand, pulling it and the zipper down at an agonizingly slow place, until it ran out of room and his member sprang free, hitting his stomach in the process.

Sweet kami above, he had gone commando.

Still holding her hand, Deidara guided her to his throbbing cock, encouraging her to wrap her fingers around his nine and a half and move, sliding her hand up and down, squeezing in just the right places. Whispering encouragements in her ears, he subtly removed his hand and not so subtly ripped the shirt covering her open, exposing the matching red set that he had gotten for her on Christmas. Sliding his itching fingers under the band of her underwear, Deidara hissed as her walls practically choked his finger, drenching it in the mess that was her need. Pushing a second and third finger into her, Deidara was rewarded with the sexiest wail she had ever given him, practically begging him for more.

Through with the foreplay, Sakura quickly ripped off the rest of her clothes, watching as he did the same. Barely having enough time to get underneath the covers with his lover, Deidara had the breath knocked out of him as she straddled him once more. Gripping his throbbing cock, he directed it towards her sheath, fighting the urge to just ram home inside of her. Sakura began to rock, gently swaying her hips back and forth, driving him wild in the process.

"Hime…please…," came Deidara's broken plea. She only smiled down at him, knowing what he was asking for but refusing to give it to him just yet. Keeping her pace, she leaned over him, moaning at the feeling of her pierced nipples brushing his toned chest, and caught his mouth in a fierce kiss. Deidara roughly thrust his hips up in response, enjoying the breathy moan that escaped from her swollen lips.

Having enough of the slow, torturous pace, he flipped them again, this time hovering above her. Grabbing her hips harshly, Deidara began to thrust and grind into her, setting a demanding pace, her screams of pleasure only driving him to go faster. Harder.

Sakura swore she saw stars when he hit her g-spot, and they only kept coming as he began focusing on the special spot, quickly sending her to the very edge of her climax. The feel of his lips and teeth on one of her overly sensitive nipples sent her flying into her climax, her walls clamping down on his member, demanding that he join as well.

Deidara ground his teeth, fighting the urge to come just yet. With another low growl, he pulled out and flipped Sakura onto her side, slinging her left leg over his shoulder and straddling the right, and slammed home again, not giving her any time to recover. Sakura wailed even louder, running her sharp nails down his chest and over his nipple, forcing him to start pounding into her even harder, faster and deeper than before.

"Oh shit!" She yelled, feeling herself starting to get closer to that blissful edge once more. "ohgodohgodohgod!"

Deidara groaned once more, loving the slight sting of her nails on his heated flesh. Sakura came again with a pleasure-filled scream, this time dragging Deidara in with her, milking him of everything that he gave and more.

The two lay next to each other, panting and gasping for breath. Feeling that familiar large hand wrap around her waist, Sakura felt herself being pulled towards Deidara's chest, his heat surrounding her, causing her to snuggle into his body.

"Aishiteru, Hime-chan," his voice rumbled, the vibrations flowing into her body. Glancing at the simple diamond that sat on a silver band on her left ring finger, Sakura smiled and placed a sweet kiss over his heart.

"Aishiteru, anata, and welcome home."

If your horny, Let's do it
Ride it, My Pony
My saddle's waiting
Come and jump on it

Well, there you have it. My first lemon. Don't forget to reviewand give me feedback and tell me what you think :).

This story is now complete! Victory!