Chapter 9 - Best Day of My Life: Part 1

I don’t remember what happened before 7 pm that day, what I watched on the tube, or how I otherwise spent the time. It was a lazy, good enough day off, and then a fist pounded on my door. It was hard enough that I briefly thought to find a weapon before answering. I had pissed some people off lately.

Then a most welcome voice came through the door.

“Naruto! YOU IDIOT I KNOW YOUR HOME OPEN THIS DOOR!” she yelled, bringing a grin to my face. Sakura had never come to my house before, and so late in the evening, did she want to spend the night? I hopped up and ran to the door, stilling myself a second before the door opened. She was still wearing her scrubs, and her hair was still up out of her face.

She walked past me without invitation, not that I minded, just yet.

“I am sick of your fucking pouting! I’m sorry I had to cancel our date, okay, really I am, is that what you want to hear?” she asks, her voice was stern and annoyed, but I knew her well enough to get the insecurity underneath. I gave a reassuring smile

“Well I appreciate the apology, Sakura,” I said, putting a hand up to her shoulder in a gesture more friendly than flirtatious. “But I wasn’t pout-er, avoiding you, I’ve just been kind of busy lately, I’d love it if you wanted to spend some time together right now,” I said, slowly, cautiously, moving my hand along her shoulder, down her arm to her hand.

She didn’t fight me as I pulled it up to my mouth and began kissing it.

Goddamn Sakura’s pink blushing face was a real treat. It was hard work to earn it and I didn’t every time, maybe it was worth fasting on her until she came to find me. My eyes lingered on her face. Ah who was I kidding, I’d take every moment of time I could persuade her to give me. 

“Your so goddamn cute when you blush. Is that why you keep your hair pink? To match your cute blushing face?” I asked before taking some of her dainty hand in my mouth and sucking on it. After a good couple of seconds, she yanked it out. 

“Shut up!” she said, back pressed up against the door and trying to make the meanest face she could.

“Can I kiss you?”

“I…if it’ll shut you up!” she stumbled out.

I chuckled as I brought my mouth down to hers. I don’t think I’d ever been so aware of how much comfort I brought to her in these little meetings, maybe it was the outlet of being able to yell and insult and play her little tsundere game, hell maybe it was an actual fetish? In any case, I delighted in the way she instantly shrank back at my kisses. Like a mewing kitten. 

My sexy little kitten. 

I put my hand down to her pussy and began stroking lightly along the outside as we met lips. 

“This okay?” I whispered into her mouth, tapping the fingers along her entrance. She gave an enthusiastically happy noise and I kissed her again. Tripping her up as we batted tongues at each other was fun, pushing a little harder at just the right moment, feeling the pleasure slow her down up here?

Heaven. 

Like fucking a warrior.

She certainly seemed warn out, tired both in the world-weary and the immediate sense. My little warrior wanted a little comfort while she could be away from her battlefield, and such an important battle being a doctor! It was a noble duty to help her.

Eventually, she surrendered, letting her head go lax as she sucked in breaths harder and faster and harder and faster. I slobbered all over her rapidly heating neck as she grit her teeth and called out her climax with a borderline angry groan. 

“Oh, Sakura that was so hot let me fuck you please?” I growled, pulling my hand back to shove my covered manhood against her.

“W-Well you either holding me the whole time or you're taking me to bed, I was on my feet all fucking day you….” She tapered off, not looking at me as I breathed on her cheek.

“Oh I have a choice, I can pick you up in my arms and fuck you right here against my door?” I asked, sweeping her legs as I did, pressing her against the entrance as my cock pressed against hers. I let her try to speak for five seconds before laughing. Then without a word, I carried her back to my bedroom.

I retook her mouth, pausing only to yank her shirt overhead. When I finally stood upright and unbuckled my pants, she finally spoke. 

“Naruto I- You're important to me, you know that right?” she offered, I freed my cock and looked up. 

“Yeah Sakura, you important to me too,” I teased with just a bit of genuine venom. 

We both groaned as I slid it in.

It really had been too fucking long.

We rutted like animals, quick stiff motions, eyes closed in concentration, I could feel where she was going, tell by her breathing, I knew her body that well at least. Especially when I leaned over her, put my ear right up to her mouth, listening to her pant like a dog.

I liked this position. As hot as she was, closing your eyes gave a chance to really focus and enjoy the feeling down there. The feeling of her wonderful little hole milking my cock.

Her hands came up to grip my waist, dig into my skin. 

She was on the last lap.

I picked up speed. Whispered how much I’d missed her into her ear, brought one hand to gently grip her hair. She screamed like a slut as she came, drowning out the sound of my own gasp of relief. I’d been holding it so long to reach the finish line. Too fucking long.

Then there was a gentle rapping at the door.

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