'No, no, no, no… wait.'
Just as she was about to reach out, he vanished from his place. Her hands landed on nothing but air. He was gone.
Despair clouded her mind. Tears shimmered in her eyes, almost threatening to break out.
She had been too distracted to react when he needed a firm answer, and now he was gone.
"Here… I got extra sheets for you. It's getting colder here, use them."
Her head snapped to her left as if it were an illusion. There he was, the idiot, carrying a pillow and two sheets.
"Also, remember to close the…"
Sukuna couldn't even complete what he had planned to say before his sister launched at him, tackling him down onto the bed with all the mustered force of a puppy.
"Oi… what the hell? What was that for…?" he grunted, though that annoyance vanished when tears from the girl currently pinning him beneath her fell onto his face.
"You idiot… idiot, absolute idiot." She said it again and again, making no sense to the pink-haired boy who was on the verge of giving up. Apparently, he could figure out a Maximum Technique that even Ryomen couldn't, but he couldn't figure out girls.
"When did I say I don't like it when you kiss me, you idiot?"
???
Sukuna felt a strong sense of déjà vu right then. Was this one of those moments when the girl said one thing that meant something completely different, or acted distant just to get attention?
"Then what was that earlier?" he asked with exasperation in his voice.
"It… it's your fault." She almost shouted back.
'And now she's putting the blame on me…' Sukuna thought, honestly wondering whether this was a universal trait among women all over the multiverse.
"My fault?" he still asked nonetheless. He was now interested to know how this was his fault, to be honest.
Sakura's tear-filled eyes looked at him like he had killed her puppy or something.
"You… what was that about? You never kissed me again after that last time a month ago. You even ran away when I… I…" She trailed off.
'Ran off… me?' Sukuna for a second genuinely felt offended. He had never run away from anything in his life outside of those awful D-rank missions the village threw at him initially, but that was an exception.
Just as he was about to complain about being wrongfully accused, he suddenly recalled what she was really talking about.
"The last time we kissed," he murmured, recalling what had really happened.
"You know, when I bit your lip and you ran away…" Sakura said in a much smaller voice this time around.
"Oh… that one…" He nodded slowly. Now that he thought about it, he only recalled that he was about to lose control when she bit his lip and drew blood.
He hadn't even considered how it might have looked from her point of view, but yeah… it looked a lot like he had run away.
'Damn…'
He looked at Sakura, really looked at her. She really looked like a kicked puppy. That earlier joke didn't even sound funny anymore. Her face was all red from crying, her eyes were red and puffy, and she looked hella cute.
'Now that I think about it, it's been a long time since I saw her crying. I almost forgot how simultaneously satisfying initially and guilty eventually it felt, especially if I was the cause of her crying in the first place…'
Good times.
Unfortunately, this wasn't kid Sakura crying because I drew a d*ck on her face with Mom's lipstick.
Sigh…
Before I even knew it, my hands slowly wrapped around the girl, pulling her down toward me and hugging her right against my chest while resting one hand on her head and the other on her back.
"You silly idiot. You think I ran because I thought you were weird or something stupid like that, didn't you?"
He could almost sense her stiffening in his arms.
'Yup, completely nailed it.'
"Y-you didn't…"
Sukuna almost felt like chuckling, but that would most likely earn him a bone-crushing punch. He had to remember that her punches actually hurt now.
"Of course not. I mean, why would I think a girl could get any weirder than eating jam with pasta?"
"Hey…"
Sakura honestly sounded indignant. She sure liked her jam with pasta, I guess.
There was a small silence between them until he finally broke it.
"I didn't run away because of what you did."
"Then why did you…" she muttered under her breath, her head still buried in his chest.
"I left to prevent what I might have done," he finally said with a sigh.
That sure threw Sakura for a loop. What did he mean, what he might have done?
"Long story short, I didn't find you biting my lip weird. It just kind of turned me on a little too much."
Sakura took her merry time processing that information and then slowly raised her head…
"Oh…" Now she was blushing.
"Yeah… oh!" Sukuna rolled his eyes.
"I promised only kissing until we're old enough. What you pulled back then got my blood all riled up. I wasn't certain whether I could stop my urges to just rip your clothes off and, well… you know what would have happened after that, right?"
Now her face was atomic red. Her hands clenched onto his clothes even tighter.
"S-so you didn't find it weird, but you liked it?"
That sounded a little too desperate and cute for him to give a straight answer. On any other day, that is. Today, he was a little too tired to bother with pranks or annoying his sister.
"Yeah. My little sister turns out to have a naughty side to her, and I just found it too sexy."
"B-baka, how can you say that?" She lightly hit him on the chest, still bashful. Apparently, the girl was too embarrassed to hide the atomic grin now slowly revealing itself on her face.
"But if that was the case, then why were you avoiding me the past month?" she asked.
"Me, avoiding you? When?"
"Hmph… we hardly talked during the past month. You were always running off saying you were training, then you spent time with that Bi… that Uchiha girl, Sasuke's sister." Sakura pouted, almost blurting out what she really thought.
If Sukuna caught onto that, then he sure didn't mention it. He was too tired to capitalize on it tonight.
"I wasn't avoiding you. I was genuinely busy, and so were you, if I'm not wrong. If anything I know about her, Tsunade must have put you through the wringer."
To that, Sakura just grumbled something about a "slave driver" or something along those lines.
"And… I just needed time to, I guess, calm myself down because, as I said, nothing more than kissing until we're older. We both mutually agreed to that…"
To that, she ended up giving a cute pout that likely showed exactly what she thought about his age rule.
"What? You look dissatisfied…" Sukuna asked with a teasing tone.
"I'm not!" she retorted.
"Really? It didn't feel like it. Could it be that you were expecting something more than just kissing, heh, Sakura?"
His hands lazily started to drift down toward her butt, which made her blush return with a vengeance.
"You idiot, Mom and Dad are on the other side," she chided. However, there was no attempt to stop his hands.
Sukuna never planned to do anything besides teasing her anyway. His hands naturally stopped when they reached the lowest part of her back, intimate but still very appropriate.
"Oh… so if Mom and Dad weren't on the other side, you'd be okay with it…?"
She glared bloody murder at him.
He giggled voicelessly, which ultimately resulted in him getting smacked by her, even though there was no force behind the hits.
Midway, he caught her hand and planted a kiss on it rather roguishly.
"Hey… let me go," she whispered, with no real intention of taking back her hand, especially when he was slowly kissing his way up toward her face.
And just as he was right in front of her face, he stopped.
Sakura almost had her eyes closed, expecting a kiss, but there was nothing. Disappointed, she opened her eyes to find his head back on the bed again, yawning.
"Man, I'm beat. We should sleep now, Sakura. You must be tired too," he cheekily said, even having the gall to remove his hands from around her, place them behind his head, and close his eyes.
Poor Sakura was left there, mouth half open, heart beating faster than it had any right to, expecting something she had wanted for the past month to finally come her way, only for it to be cut off midway like that.
She felt like her blood pressure had shot up a few notches because of that…
"What? Were you expecting something more?" he asked almost, almost too innocently.
Her temper finally got the better of her, and she pulled back her fist, this time intending to throw a real punch at that annoyingly handsome face of his.
"You bastard."
But midway, her hand was caught once again.
A roguish grin plastered itself across his face.
"Let me go… I'll beat you to death today."
Instead of letting go, he just pulled her closer, bringing her face right in front of his.
"Let me guess, this is what you wanted," he whispered right next to her ear, sending a shudder all over her body.
SMACK~
Sakura let out a gasp as a jolt shot through her entire body and a stinging sensation spread across her butt.
"Ah… still the cute, round butt I remember." He slowly cupped one of her butt cheeks and gave it a firm squeeze, earning another soft moan from her.
Before poor Sakura could even retaliate, the bastard grabbed onto her and rolled with her, switching their positions. Now he was on top while she was underneath him.
If that wasn't embarrassing enough, then he somehow ended up between her legs in a missionary position, both of their bodies in contact. She could feel his heat and hardness right against her womanhood, only their clothes separating what otherwise would have been "going all the way" in her books.
Her mind hadn't caught up to any of this before Sukuna had both of her hands pinned above her head with a single hand, leaving her completely defenseless and feeling exposed even though she was fully clothed.
"S-Sukuna…" Her voice trembled.
He just grinned…
"Let's practice, shall we…"
Then he pulled his hips back slightly, only for them to come slamming forward again, pressing against her nether region with his own.
The impact sent a wild heat across her body. Something inside Sakura almost seemed to break from that single action.
Her eyes went hazy for a moment, her mouth fell open, and her body felt weak.
She liked it.
Oh Kami… she liked it so much.
Again… do it again…
She wanted to shout at him to do it again. Even though there was no intercourse happening, just that single action of his hips pressing against hers made her feel like she was going to blank out.
But Sukuna wasn't done. Just as her mouth opened to let out so much as a whimper, his lips came crashing down onto hers.
Her hazy eyes shot open before melting shut into the sweet kiss she had wanted for so long.
Sakura practically melted beneath him.
xXx
A/N : Ah, what you guys think ? Did I do fluff justice. Yeah i didn't wrote much of it, I wasn't exactly going for fluffy, more in line of drama if anything, but still tell me how you liked it.
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