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The Rise of Uzumaki Ch. 19 (Naruto)
🕑 Added 2021-07-27 15:40:59 +0000 UTCA/N: Here we are with the new chapter and Naruto and Sakura finally hashing out their relationship...
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Even back when they were still fresh out of the Academy, wet-behind-their-ears and completely unaware of the horrors of the world they’d stepped into… Sakura had been distressingly willing to get violent with him. Even back when she’d been the weakling of Team Seven, the deadweight that Naruto had refused to acknowledge thanks to that stupid crush of his.
If he hadn’t been convinced that he was in love with her for years before they’d been put on a team together, Naruto wondered what that might have been like. He wondered how he would have treated Sakura. Would he have pitied her, or seen her for the dead weight she truly was? One thing was for absolute sure. He wouldn’t have tolerated her physical abuse, no matter how weak and scrawny she was back then.
And he wasn’t going to tolerate it now. Glancing between Sakura’s distraught and distressed facial expression and the way she’s holding him by his shirt, Naruto does something that undeniably surprises the pinkette. He reaches up and grabs her by her wrists, and in her moment of stupefaction that he’s actually willing to fight back, he swings them both around and pushes her up against the wall of the rooftop exit, practically pinning her there.
Before she can even begin to bristle… Naruto silences her with a single look.
“Sakura. For a long, long time, I had a crush on you. How many times did I ask you out on a date? Several hundred at least. Every single day for years, both at the Academy and then once we became Genin, I tried to get close to you.”
Eyes wide, the pinkette hangs off his every word, hesitantly nodding along as he falls quiet for a brief moment. Her nodding stops, however, at the next thing he says.
“I was a fool.”
She blanches, going pale and then a little red as he offers her a mirthless smile.
“You didn’t like me. You never liked me. At least, not the old me. Back then, I was a loudmouthed idiot who had become convinced that the only way to get anyone to acknowledge my existence was by being as bright and cheery and colorful as possible. It could have been worse; I could have turned out like Gaara… but there’s no doubt in my mind that I was a product of my circumstances. Being shunned from an early age led to me making some very questionable choices.”
Knowing what she does about his status as a Jinchuriki, Sakura winces. Naruto hopes she’s thinking about how he was treated as a kid, how even at the Academy, the other kids ignored or outright sneered at him, most of them told by their parents that he was a bad apple and not to associate with him. Him, a child, just looking for affection in a world where he ended up almost starved of it.
Still, it really could have been worse. Gaara was evidence of that. Naruto could count his lucky stars that his father had given him a half-decent seal, and that the Third had looked after him, and even that Jiraiya had eventually shown up to take him under his wing, regardless of how late the Toad Sage was to the party. He could even be grateful for his time on Team Seven under Kakashi alongside Sakura and Sasuko. Even if neither girl had ever truly given him the time of day, they were his teammates. And if there was one thing that their Sensei had taught them, it was that those who abandoned their teammates were worse than trash.
Now, what that meant for Sasuko when Naruto ever ran into her again… well, it wasn’t worth worrying about at the moment. Not when it was his other teammate that Naruto was currently confronting over their shared past.
“I’m not the boy who left Konoha all those years ago, Sakura. I’ve grown. And yes, I put forth an effort to try and approach you after the Hokage gave me her initial orders. You’re the one that blew me off. So, I guess the question now is… what do you want from me, huh?”
“I… I…”
She looks speechless and unsure of herself. Her mouth opens and closes as she just stares at him, not seeming to know what to do or say. And so, Naruto… goes ahead and takes a leap of faith. He takes charge and prepares for the knee shot to the groin that might come from this.
Leaning forward, he smashes his lips into Sakura’s mouth. Not gently, not tenderly, not lovingly… but hungrily. He doesn’t have TIME for this, and that’s part of it. Someone of Yugao’s caliber will almost certainly already have heard that someone was snooping around about her history. Given the very short list of who that could be, she would likely decide it was him in short order.
He needed to deal with her sooner rather than later, but here he was getting dragged back into emotions and feelings that he thought he put to rest ages ago. It hadn’t been long into his and Jiraiya’s journey before Naruto’s pining after Sakura had become so obvious to the pervy old man that he’d set his student up with a prostitute. That Naruto’s first time had been in a brothel would be one of the things he would be grateful to Jiraiya for, for the rest of his days.
Guys didn’t need to be fumbling virgins with the woman, or rather in his case, the women that they loved, at least in Naruto’s opinion. The better a showing the guy could give, the better overall. Now to be fair, girls didn’t need to be virginal either, in his humble opinion. Anko was no less a woman that he thought he could come to love then Ino or Shizune or Hinata, just because the older kunoichi had had sex before him.
Sakura though, was very clearly a virgin. She might have even just had her first kiss stolen, making the likelihood of reprisal even higher. She freezes up as Naruto kisses her, and he in turn subtly tenses, ready to swap himself out with a nearby hidden clone in the event that she goes for what will surely be a crushing knee strike if that turns out to be her reaction.
But in the end, it proves unnecessary. His pink-haired teammate is as solid as a statue for a brief moment… and then collapses against his chest, melting into his hold as she begins to kiss him back. Seemingly taking a page from his book, Sakura doesn’t kiss back tenderly or gently either. Her own kisses are just as hungry, just as voracious, just as rough.
Her arms soon loop around his neck as he lets go of her wrists in order to grab hold of her waist. Pushing her against the wall, he takes charge, dominating the ensuing makeout session. The more they kiss, the hotter and more bothered Sakura seems to get, until the pinkette is positively squirming in his grasp. Not to get away, but out of need… out of a desire for more.
By now, Naruto’s cock is straining against his confines, and he wants more too. And so, disconnecting from the kiss, Naruto looks his teammate directly in the eye.
“Sakura… I’m going to fuck you now.”
His voice is rough and hoarse and deep, filled with a lust that is going to be quenched right here and right now unless Sakura backs out at the last second. But she doesn’t, though she doesn’t answer him verbally either. Clearly not trusting him to speak, she just nods and doesn’t fight it one bit when he yanks up her top and exposes her breasts, tearing down her bottoms to reveal her pussy lips.
She helps him strip her down, moving her limbs this way and that to get her clothes off as fast as possible. Then, she helps him do the same to himself, tearing at his garments until his chiseled chest and muscular arms and most importantly of all, his throbbing erection, are all out in the open.
Still a little annoyed at the interruption, still a little pressed for time perhaps, Naruto spins Sakura down as soon as they’re both ready, yanking her hands up over her head as he pins her face first against the wall. Moaning throatily, she pushes her hips back into him, not seeming to mind the change in position one bit, wiggling in an inexperienced but incredibly aroused manner. His cock soon finds purchase, pressing against her slit from behind… and without further ado, Naruto slams forward.
He’d had wet dreams about this, though none of them compared to reality. None of them even come close. As a kid, Naruto hadn’t understood sex one bit. He’d just liked Sakura’s pink hair and thought that it was super cool. Pink wasn’t that far off from orange after all, and both were incredibly bright colors that drew the eye. Unfortunately, being his idiot self that he was in his youth, he’d approached younger Sakura completely wrong, and likely come across as seemingly teasing her for her pink hair and larger forehead like so many before him.
That had set the stage for their entire relationship from that point forward, though he wasn’t sure if Sakura herself even remembered that very first interaction, his attempt at befriending her failing so massively because they were both just dumb little kids. Now though, Naruto is all for erasing the past and adjusting their relationship. He’s all for exploring Sakura’s sexual appetites with her.
“Fuck Sakura…”
As he breathes into her ear, taking her from behind at a rough, fast pace, Naruto reaches up and grabs hold of her hair, yanking her head back. Sakura moans and groans, yelping and squeaking as he fucks her none-too-gently. She claws at the wall hard enough to leave literal furrows in the stone with her Tsunade-taught strength, and Naruto is honestly glad that he decided to take her from behind. He doesn’t need her tearing strips from his hide because she can’t control herself.
Still, there’s a certain lack of depth to this current position. With his hold on her hair and his other hand on a hip, Naruto pulls Sakura around and sweeps her to the ground right there on the rooftop. It’s entirely possible any number of passing ninja might see them doing this. He hadn’t exactly picked a busy section of the city to spend his time in quiet contemplation, so the likelihood was somewhat slim, but there was still a chance.
If Sakura realizes this or even cares, she doesn’t say a word. She’s too busy moaning up a storm as he fucks her from behind still, now on her hands and knees. Naruto grunts, thrusting forward with all his might and taking Sakura doggystyle, like a bitch. Of course, he’s smart enough not to call her that, but that doesn’t mean he’s not rough with her.
This, in a way, is their dynamic. And it looks like it’ll continue to be their dynamic, just with a sexual bent to it. Still, Naruto intends to teach Sakura a lesson, one about her no longer taking his passive nature towards her for granted. He wasn’t going to just let her hit and abuse him anymore, especially not when she was so much stronger than she’d been before. If anything,… he’d be the one roughhousing with her.
S-SMACK!
Delivering a harsh spanking to Sakura’s fit, toned ass causes the pink-haired kunoichi to cry out and arch her back, her pussy walls clenching down around his cock in an oh-so-satisfying manner. So, he keeps doing it. He keeps on paddling Sakura’s bottom until he feels her truly clench up around his cock and realizes she’s cumming.
It seems he might have awoken something in both of them, because her inner walls tightening and spasming as she shakes, and shudders prove to be too much for Naruto as well. With a loud groan, he thrusts forward one final time and creampies Sakura. He can’t be certain that she wants him to cum inside, but it’s what everyone else fucking wants. And so, he does it, receiving no complaint from Sakura as she cries out, her head hanging down, the pinkette driven to her elbows from the exertion he’s put her under.
Slowly pulling out, Naruto breathes in through his mouth and out through his nose slowly. As Sakura starts to leverage herself up, he offers her his hand and pulls her to his feet. Then he kisses her again, every bit as forcefully as before, but with a bit more tenderness to go along with the firm way that he takes control.
When they finally pull apart, Sakura is bright red from her face down to her tits, which are jiggling ever so slightly with every heaving, panting breath she takes. Running a hand through her hair around the back of her head, Naruto rests his forehead against hers and looks her in the eye.
“That was… great, Sakura. I hope it was as good for you as it was for me. But I really do have clan business to take care of. So, you can come with me if you want to move into the compound, or we can do that lunch tomorrow like I initially sug-!”
“I-I’ll do it! I’ll move in!”
Blinking, Naruto nods as Sakura blushes and averts her gaze in embarrassment. Apparently, he’d been better then he thought.
“T-Though… I’ll need to pack my things anyways. So, we should probably split up here and I’ll see you later tonight?”
Pulling away from her, Naruto gets his clothes back on as Sakura does the same. Considering they’re both ninja, it doesn’t take more than a few seconds, after which Naruto offers his pink-haired teammate… and now lover, a warm smile.
“Sure, Sakura. See you later tonight.”
And like that, they part ways. As Naruto heads back towards his new clan compound, he knows he has a choice to make. And he honestly isn’t sure which one. It’s obvious what Tsunade wants to happen by assigning Yugao to him. She even specifically put the ANBU kunoichi under his direct authority in a transparently clear use of her authority. Some might call it abuse of authority, but that was just how things were in a Ninja Village. Hokage said jump, you asked how high.
Still, now that he knew more about Yugao’s past, and keeping in mind that she would likely know by now that he knew, given his lengthy ‘detour’ with Sakura, Naruto had to decide how to approach her. Should he be commiserating and understanding with her, treating her like an equal? Or should he be domineering about it, and exercise the authority over her that Tsunade had given him?
Either way, he would likely be deciding not just how this next conversation was going to go, but the context in which their relationship would exist for however long into the future it lasted… so, you know, no pressure or anything.
