A Rock and a Hard Place

I'm baaack! So, so sorry for the long wait for this chapter! As I was in the process of writing it, I was kinda torn between two plots. So, hopefully, this is the better choice and I will see if it pans out the way I want it to! I wrote the last bit in a kind of frienzy so, apologies for any typos or errors!

It is truly an amazing feeling to know that people still favorite and follow this story even though I take so long to update! Also, thanks for the awesome reviews!

I'm sure I don't have to mention this, but it's just in case: WARNING! Some smutty goodness ahead, don't read if it is not your thing.

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"You want to run by me again how this happened." The Hokage's desk (or what used to be a desk) lay shattered in pieces all over the office. Papers and scrolls lay strewn across the floor as though a tornado had struck the place.

The remainder of team Kakashi stood in the disheveled office after reporting back to Tsunade about what had happened. Each member stood a fair distance away from the enraged Godaime who seemed about ready to ignite. It's to be understood, however. Team Kakashi's mission was a complete and utter failure. Not only did the worst case scenario come to pass, but an even worse worst-case scenario was now realized. Not only did Sakura disappear in a flash of pink light, but also the strange entity which had been their only clue had disappeared along with her. The strange pulsing of chakra had completely vanished, along with Sakura's chakra signature.

They could not do anything to prevent it from happening. By the time everyone had noticed that something is wrong with Sakura it was already too late and she was already too far into the parameter. It would have been even more disastrous if anyone dared follow her.

Naruto had to be restrained as he was fighting so hard to follow after her. He now stood in the Hokage's office, uncharacteristically silent. He could not look Tsunade in the eye. Of course, he felt responsible for what had happened, they all did. They all had a duty to protect Sakura, who was relying on them to do so. With her condition, there was no way she could go through this alone. They not only failed their mission, but they also failed Sakura. Naruto's nails dug into his palms as he clenched his fists in frustration. First Sasuke, and now Sakura. Frankly, he hadn't been able to do anything right. He was pathetic.

Tsunade sighed after her eyes rested on Naruto's aberrant demeanor, but it was Shizune who spoke.

"Who do you all think you are?" She said quietly, her eyes hidden behind her ebony locks. "Who gave you the right to underestimate Sakura like this?"

That was enough to break the heavy atmosphere festering in the office. The room was filled with a different kind of silence now as everyone stared at Shizune incredulously.

"Especially you, Naruto!" She said, glaring at him. "You should have more faith in your teammate. She's not that weak girl anymore because she's been fighting tooth and nail to get stronger. You know more than anyone how much she has achieved, how much she has grown."

"I-"

"She knew what she was getting herself into when she accepted this mission. This is her opportunity to get to the bottom of what is making her so sick. Let's not just jump to conclusions and trust Sakura."

"Gomen ne, Shizune-san." Naruto said, bowing his head. "You're right! Sakura will be able to complete this mission and return back to us no matter what! I have faith in her."

"Yes, Sakura certainly is resourceful." Kakashi said lightly.

"We must trust that she can go through with the mission." Tsunade agreed, taking a deep breath. "But in the meantime. Shizune! Make sure that the parameter is guarded around the clock to ensure we will have the first word of any sign of Sakura. This is still to be kept top secret lest we start a panic."

"Hai Godaime-sama!" Shizune said firmly.

"Team Kakashi."

"Yes, Hokage-sama." they replied in unison.

"Your mission is to scout the surrounding area for any faint sign of Sakura or that entity. Naruto? I would like you to try and scout the area in sage mode to see if there are any remaining traces of the chakra, let me know what you find."

"Of course, Tsunade Baa-chan."

One by one as team Kakashi left the room to do their duties, Tsunade fell back in her chair with a deep sigh, rubbing her tired eyes. 'Please take care of yourself, Sakura.'

~Sakura~

It was dark. Cold. She hurt all over. Her body felt heavy. Her chest hurt and it was difficult to breathe.

'Where am I?' the thought floated in her mind like a transparent whisper.

She could not move her body and her mind was far too groggy to sustain any kind of thought process.

A sudden sound stirred the silence and drew her attention. It was the sound of soft footfalls. Her emerald eyes eased open and were met with a soft bluish-pink glow. The glow and the energy that was being emitted somehow felt oddly familiar.

But Sakura was in too much pain to form a logical thought. Her vision became blurry, her consciousness waned and diminished into a dreamless sleep.

In her last waking moments, she could hear the soft footsteps grow faintly louder as they approached her.

~Sasuke~

It definitely was not his imagination this time. He knew it. To the untrained, it would have gone completely unnoticed, but to Sasuke, the slight tremor that resounded through the cave was as loud as an explosion. It made the hairs on his body stand on end. Something was happening somewhere in the cave, he was sure of it as he sat up abruptly while trying to determine where the disturbance had come from.

Nothing surprised the lone Uchiha anymore and he was on his feet in a flash. Not to be bested by the place once again, he crept along the cave silently while using all the skills in his arsenal. He could sense something emanating from within the cave and dreaded where it was leading him.

Of course, once the all too familiar humming in his solar plexus appeared out of nowhere, he knew the source of the disturbance just fucking had to be where the cavern was littered with those pink crystals. He felt an unusual tightness in his chest as he progressed further, adamant on finding the source of this uneasiness.

His muffled footsteps could faintly be heard as he pressed on, letting his instincts lead him. Sasuke wasn't stupid, okay? He knew, every fiber of his being knew, that this was a bad idea. But he had to go; how could he not, after all? After absolutely nothing happening since he had been trapped in this place; he was yearning for something, anything, to happen. He didn't give a shit if it was good or bad. Any change would be welcome. He had so much pent up rage and he wanted to let out and fuck shit up. So if it was something that would force him to fight, even better.

Sasuke wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but the "cave" somehow not even felt different, but it also looked different. The passageways he was so familiar with, now seemed entirely new. He was shocked to realize that the cave had begun to rearrange itself. It wasn't enough that its many hallways and caverns were already a maze. No, it had to go and scramble any sense of familiarity Sasuke had with the cave, just to shake things up.

As he was making his way through winding ovoid channels within the labyrinth, he noticed that there were dead-ends where there weren't before and crossings where there were straight paths. He had that suspicion before, but the changes were so slight, he didn't put too much thought into it.

But now, the cave seemed bigger and more vibrant...alive? He wasn't sure what it was, but the aura of this place was definitely different as well. What the hell was going on? It seemed to take him longer to reach his destination than usual as the humming intensifying with each step he took. He felt his extremities go numb from the intensity of it. Still, he kept to his initial decision and forced himself to move forward. Not daring to admit it as apprehension started to set in that he was beginning to feel the tendrils of panic overwhelming his senses.

This was not a matter of pride to the Uchiha anymore. No, pride was a distant memory to the wandering rogue-nin ever since he had been trapped in this place. He didn't care what awaited him in the cavern containing the pink crystals. He just wanted to get out of here or die fighting. Anything to feel some stimulation from the complete and utter isolation he had been a victim to these last few days? Months? Years? Could it have been years? No, he didn't even want to entertain that idea.

He had finally reached the cavern where he'd originally regained consciousness. The dimly lit cavern was larger than he remembered, those ominous pink and blue crystals twinkling innocently against the cave walls. The humming vibration had lessened somewhat and he could think clearly again.

Sasuke could feel something had happened in the cavern because it just felt different. He didn't know how to explain it. It was just - different.

"Sharingan," he muttered as his dark irises bled, revealing his Dōjutsu.

As crimson eyes scanned the cavern, Sasuke was sure that the immense amount of chakra he had seen when he first arrived here had somehow changed. It was less erratic and was calming and soothing somehow.

If he could give a description to the chakra he'd seen previously he would say that it looked like pain and suffering. The chakra he was seeing now was serene and calming.

That wasn't the most shocking revelation he had learned in that instance, however. What was even more shocking was what caught his eye.

He wasn't sure how he missed it. In the middle of the vast cavern, there was a faint pink glowing and there appeared to be someone laying there, motionless. They were lying on their side with their back to him, almost in a fetal position as though they had fallen from the sky. Sasuke's gaze shot upward but he saw nothing but darkness and nothingness.

Sasuke was hesitant to approach the person on the ground for obvious reasons. He had a deep mistrust of anything in this cave. Or rather, anything to do with this particular cavern as he gave the offending pink crystals a sideways glance.

He was cautious in his approach as he noticed that the person lying there was a woman. She had a traveling cloak wrapped around her and the hood hid her face. Yet, he knew that it was a woman from her petite form. He recognized the cloak, it belonged to a Konoha Shinobi.

Retrieving a kunai from his pouch, he neared the unconscious woman. He could see that she was breathing from the faint rise of her small frame. Good. He really didn't want the burden of a corpse while he was trapped in this place. Also, he was (and he would rather die than admit this to anyone) quite relieved to be seeing another human being after being isolated for so long.

Before being tapped in this place, he had been used to living in isolation. It was what strengthened his resolve to avenge his clan and to grow stronger to defeat his brother. But being utterly alone and not knowing when or if you will be seeing another soul again drastically changes your views on the matter.

As he noiselessly approached her, with his kunai gripped tightly he listened intently for any change in breathing pattern or the slightest movement.

It was only when he was mere centimeters away from her that he concluded that she was indeed out cold. Expertly twirling his kunai and stowing away and without removing his scrutiny from the girl, Sasuke gently grabbed hold of her shoulder in order to see who this mystery person could possibly be. She now rested on her back and Sasuke pulled his hand back as though he had been burned as a mess of pink hair protruded out of the hood of the traveling cloak. Even though it had been eight long years since he last saw her, he knew immediately who she was.

His heart thudded painfully and the Uchiha recoiled slightly at the sudden shock in his abdomen. Unwelcome flashes of previous dreams annoyingly made themselves known in his mind.

'No no no she cannot-she absolutely cannot be here.' involuntary thoughts and emotions flooded his mind.

This was bad. Really, really bad. She was the last person on earth he wanted to see.

To be stuck in this inescapable prison.

With her.

The one person who had been haunting his dreams. The person he had been forced to fantasize about as intruding images of her moaning and writhing under him as he comes undone while being buried deep inside of her, now lay here in front of him. Of course, after all these years, her face had changed somewhat. Her skin was pale like alabaster and seemed silky smooth. Her cheeks had a rosy complexion. She had a delicately arched nose and her lips were well defined, although they were pale due to her current condition.

Upon closer inspection, her cheeks looked hollowed, as though she had lost a significant amount of weight in a short time. Although this did not take away from her beauty, she looked possibly ill. It might be because she was unconscious, but Sasuke couldn't be sure. She was close enough to touch. Sasuke only had to extend his hand and he would be able to trail his fingers over her face, run his hand down her body…

'NO!' why did such a thought just pop into his mind. He had truly lost his sanity if he was tempted to touch an unconscious woman. These pink crystals were not helping matters either.

He could feel their presence affecting him, invading his senses. As soon as he had recognized Sakura, he felt a dull aching in the pit of his stomach and the pink crystals flickered. Considering the way in which they can affect Sasuke, he knew he had to get the fuck out of here and quick. This burning arousal will be his undoing if he let the tidal wave of emotions overpower him.

He was on his haunches, ready to retreat away from the sight before him until something made him freeze. Had he fallen so far that he would abandon someone in this situation?

'Yes', was the quick answer.

Yes, he had.

And it never really bothered him. He had buried those emotions so deep within him because they were unnecessary. Counterproductive to his plans to become stronger and to, finally, defeat his brother.

If there was one thing Uchiha Sasuke hated, it was indecisiveness. To say he was feeling frustrated, was a great understatement. It was never a more fitting time to use the phrase 'being stuck between a rock and a hard place'. Should he stay, risk possibly losing his composure and do something unforgivable, or should he flee and leave her there and do something even more unforgivable.

As if on cue, Sakura let out a moan which had Sasuke's hairs in his neck stand on end. The sound of her voice reverberated through his being and landed somewhere in his lower abdomen making his legs go weak. He had gone through such intense training physically, emotionally and mentally. Why is this girl affecting him so much? He had become so efficient in shutting emotions away, he could not let this situation affect him in such a way.

He was stronger than this.

He simply had to calm himself down and assess the situation methodically. He was an Uchiha, after all, and had been through more difficult situations before. After taking a deep breath, Sasuke's keen eyes scanned Sakura's face again and with some relief, he realized that her face was scrunched up in pain, not lust. As bad as it may sound, at least he could handle this. He is all too familiar with pain and well-versed in handling it.

He would be stupid if he just left her here in her current condition. The least he could do was to check her vitals and ensure she won't die on him. That would be even more of an annoyance. He would have to figure out the rest after he assessed her.

Her breathing had become even more erratic as he assessed her, from a safe distance. She had to be in a considerable amount of pain to produce such a disgruntled expression while being unconscious. Although he only did a preliminary assessment he could not figure out what was causing her discomfort. He was no medical ninja; he only learned the most basic techniques reserved for emergencies.

Deciding to finally forgo his uneasiness, Sasuke approached Sakura and went down on his knees next to her. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly as her breathing increased. He pale face was clammy. There was nothing for it, he had to do something as he noticed that she had started sweating profusely. She had a fever and he had to do something about it.

Pushing aside his personal feelings, he tore open her traveling cloak, which fell to her sides. The Uchiha froze once more, fingers shaking slightly. She adorned her trademark sleeveless red qipao dress which reached to her upper thighs and was tied with a black obi around the middle and had black short tights underneath. Sasuke dearly wished he didn't have to remove the cloak because no matter how much training he had over the years, nothing could have prepared him for this sight.

He was well aware of what adolescent Kunoichi always talked about amongst themselves when they thought the boys weren't listening. Bigger breasts, a curvier body, anything to make boys notice them. He wasn't stupid, he just chose to ignore it because at that point he couldn't give any less of a fuck about how big a girl's tits were. Even now, Sasuke never really cared to associate himself with the opposite sex, or sex in general. He simply had the self-discipline to shove it way, way down with meditation and the deep-seated hatred for his older brother. He could not afford to be distracted by such trivial matters.

But he did remember, as though from a previous life, Sakura had always been made fun of because of her large forehead and her flat chest. Even though they were only twelve at the time, he did recall the other boys making comments and comparing Ino's more 'mature' figure with Sakura's more 'athletic' figure. It was impossible to completely avoid such gossip if you are cursed with unusually good hearing and have a knack of reading body language.

This, it seemed, was not the case anymore. In fact, those two attributes of her body seemed to have swapped around as she lay on her back in front of him, the heavy traveling cloak pooling at her sides. Her chest had definitely developed over the years and her quick breathing and sweaty body did not help matters at all. Sasuke could tell that she wrapped her chest in bindings.

And the involuntary thought popped up in his head before he could stop himself; 'how fucking big are they really?'

He shook his head as though to rid an irksome fly. He had to focus on the task at hand.

He absolutely did not like the way in which his body was betraying him at this moment. The tightness in his abdomen made him feel like he was not in control at all. He knew the crystals had a hand in causing this.

It was when he scooped her up in his arms that he realized his true mistake. When the delicate fragrance of Sakura invaded his nose.

Trying to keep his labored breathing in check, the Uchiha's keen gaze scanned the unconscious girl's face only to find that she was still out cold. It had been a long time since Sasuke had struggled to keep his emotion from overflowing. Her scent was intoxicating. He rechecked his grip and hoisted her up slightly only to realize, too late, that it was even a bigger mistake. During the movement of getting a better grip on her, her head lay resting on his shoulder. He could feel Sakura's breath in his neck with her lips mere inches away from his neck. He was vastly regretting his decision.

He picked up his pace in order to put as much distance between him and the pink crystals as fast as possible. He still had some provisions in his backpack although it might not be much. He will have to check Sakura's backpack. There should be some medical supplies.

As he walked through the maze of caverns and relying on instinct to get him back to the waterfall, he made sure not to make any direct contact with Sakura as it seems to cloud his mind. They were nearing the waterfall cavern - Sasuke recognized the faint green glow - as Sakura let out a faint whimper. Her breathing was shallow, strenuous and it looked like she was having trouble. Sasuke gently laid her down on his sleeping bag.

He was worried. Her fever was increasing and her breathing had become more agonized. He lightly rested his left hand on her forehead, to check her temperature. But as soon as his bare skin touched hers, the tightness in his abdomen soared and almost made his knees give in. He could feel his body reacting to her touch, shivers of pleasure running down his spine traveling down to his groin. He let go instantly as though she had shocked him. So, direct contact with the skin intensified the feeling. He was at a loss of what to do. He couldn't not touch her if he wanted to help her. But if he touched her, he had no idea what would happen. A dream and a fantasy is one thing, but having the real thing here so vulnerable and unguarded in front of him is an entirely different matter.

In any situation, he would never take advantage of a woman like that. He wasn't a scumbag who preyed on the weak. But with this throbbing desire, he feels each time he merely gets a whiff of her scent was enough to undo him. He couldn't trust himself.

Another moan escaped the Kunoichi's lips and it brought him back to reality with a crash. Her condition was deteriorating right in front of him; he didn't need medical expertise to see that. She was burning up and her body was starting to shake and convulse.

Taking a deep breath, he made a decision. She was not going to die, not on his watch. Carefully lifting Sakura up, he stripped her traveling cloak in order to get rid of some of the heat. He took off her sandals and, taking another deep breath, loosened the black obi from her waist and slipped the qipao off her sweaty body.

He mentally thanked the stars that she was still wearing tights and chest bindings. After taking off his own boots, Sasuke got up and began taking off his cloak, slipped his black shirt over his head, which only left him in his dark grey slacks. Once again securing the unconscious girl in his arms, he walked towards the waterfall. It was the only way to cool her down.

Gritting his teeth as he was overcome with another wave of desire from the direct skin contact with Sakura, he steeled his nerves and stepped into the cool water. He walked quickly and soon he was waist deep in the water as he gently lowered Sakura into the water. He body jerked as she reacted to the cold but it was not enough to wake her. He needed to lower her core temperature in order to break the fever.

The problem was, as he pushed Sakura's form down to submerge her while keeping her face above the surface, he was drowning. Not in the water, as he was merely waist deep. He was drowning in the sensation she was causing in him through his contact with her. His right hand was flat on her bare stomach just above her navel to keep her submerged while his other supported her head. His torso was inches from her floating form almost touching. Occasionally Sakura's breasts would gently break the surface of the water, her nipples strained against the wet chest bindings and left very little to the imagination. He couldn't take his eyes off her chest. He wasn't sure when he started panting but it was as though he had run ten miles.

He was barely keeping it together and he felt his right hand inch toward her clothed breast. He did not know how long he stood there in the water, his keen eyes trailing over her half-naked body. He couldn't lie to himself anymore; he wanted to touch her. He needed to touch her. He wanted to know if her breasts were as soft as they looked and how beautiful the contrast of her hard nipple compare to the softness of her mounds.

He did not know when he had hoisted her up out of the water and carried her to his sleeping bag. The only thing he could focus on is the way her chest jostled every time her chest rose and fell from her rapid breathing and his own burning desire to touch them.

The moment Sasuke laid her down he was on top of her as he took in her appearance from an arm's length. His hands were holding up his weight, his palms resting on the ground on either side of her head. Their torsos were mere inches apart as he straddled her legs. They were both soaked from the water. Droplets of water fell from Sasuke's topless frame as his mind became hazy from the need uncoiling inside him.

His dark eyes traveled from her lips to the pulsing vein in her neck down to her cleavage. Sasuke was shaking. He needed to get control of himself and get off her before he did something he knew he would regret.

His body would not obey his rational mind.

He felt himself harden slightly at the sight before him as he appraised her. This was almost like an image from his dream. Her pale skin shone as though illuminated by the moon, the tiny droplets of water sparkled, giving her an ethereal look. Her bindings clung to her chest, transparent from the water. Her nipples were hardened pebbles due to the cold of the water. Her tights hugged her hips the same way, subtly showing the outline of her panties. His right hand was running down her cheek to her throat, lightly caressed her collarbone right above the swell of her breasts.

Her skin was warm and soft where he grazed with his bare hands. It seemed that the dip in the cold water had helped quell her fever somewhat, but her breathing was still heavy. Was it possible that she was feeling the same sensations he was?

All rational thought had left his mind as he found his lips an inch away from her neck, not remembering how he got so close. He was overcome with exhilaration as he took in her scent and he felt a powerful jolt in his abdomen. Sakura let out a breathy moan at that moment. This cracked his resolve and his lips attached themselves to her neck. He could feel Sakura's quickened pulse as his tongue darted out to taste her skin, laying a wet trail where his mouth traveled. Everywhere his tongue touched felt like it had been electrified. Her skin tasted sweet as his lips worked their way down her neck sucking gently, his tongue occasionally darting out to and sending an electrical jolt in the pit of his stomach. This did nothing but deepen his urge to touch her, to touch as much of her as he possibly could.

He didn't know if it was due to the intensity of the moment but he could swear he could feel his chakra being extracted from his body. It could just be the unending waves of desire overwhelming him as his mouth traveled down the girl's neck, his tongue lavishing her skin. It was like being carried by an impossibly strong tide with no hope of ever reaching the shore again. He could not fight anymore. He let the current of lust take him as his right hand cupped the side of her cheek for a moment before working its way down her bound breast. He felt a sharp jolt in his groin at the startling contrast of her hardened nipple rubbing the palm of his hand as he squeezed Sakura's soft and warm mound.

She was definitely moaning now and it wasn't from the pain. Her body had started responding to his touches. He could feel slender fingers daintily grip his biceps.

"Sasuke."

The shock of his name made him stop and pull away, she had awakened. Her emerald eyes were lidded and dark with desire. They looked luminous in the glow of the cave due to the green crystals around them. She was slowly regaining consciousness as her eyes found him, but he wasn't a hundred percent sure if she was actually aware of the intimate situation. He couldn't be bothered by those details at the moment, though.

She was panting and Sasuke found himself entranced by her full lips. God, how he wanted to taste them. They looked so plump and delicious and ready to be devoured by him. He was too distracted by her body and how the simple touch of skin electrified every nerve-ending and traveled so deep into his chest, down his spine and rested in his very hard length, straining against his slacks; mere inches away from rubbing against her so intimately.

Oh, how he wanted to press himself against her to watch her react to him because he was now sure - without a doubt - that she was as turned on by this as he was. Her back was arched, pushing against his hand that was fondling her breast. Her fingers were gripping his arms almost painfully, urging him to come closer.

Without a second thought, he acquiesced and his lips crashed against hers hungrily. There were no light caresses and chaste kisses. Her lips were parted wantonly and his tongue swept over them meeting her tongue halfway. His stomach jolted at the intimate kiss. Her arms wrapped around his neck pulling him closer. The distance between their bodies vanished and they molded together. Sasuke let out a low growl as he felt the heat between Sakura's legs through the very thin material and he ground his hips in tandem with hers. The friction was driving him over the edge and soon he would be unable to hold back at all.

All that mattered were the intense electrical tingles assaulting his body with every movement, kiss, and touch. Sakura's moans were becoming more frantic as she ran her hands down his back, her nails probably creating welts along his naked skin. He had moved the bindings around her chest down and was worshiping both her breasts with his hands as his teeth nipped at her neck, moving lower until his mouth closed over one of her rosy nipples. He sucked the bud, loving the feel of it in his mouth and her earnest reaction to his tongue sweeping over the little pebble. Their bodies moved in sync as the need grew even more intense.

He needed more.

And from the fervent movements of her hips, so did she.

"Sasuke," she gasped at a particularly urgent roll of his hips, "please...I want to feel you."

Sasuke captured her lips in a deep kiss while gracefully and effortlessly pulling her tights and panties down. She kicked the discarded clothes away and he took the opportunity to discard his own pants too. They were both naked except for Sakura's chest bindings bunched up around her waist but that didn't matter to either of them. All that mattered was that they needed to feel each other as soon as possible.

If there was a tiny shred of rationality left in the Uchiha's mind it completely vanished as Sakura's hand wrapped around his hardness and gave a gentle tug, ushering him closer to her heated center. She spread her legs to give him better access and he gasped at the avalanche of sensation hitting him at once as he rubbed himself against her womanhood. She was so warm and slick from arousal he had to use every ounce of control he had left not to slam into her right there.

His cock was throbbing with anticipation as he towered over her. His eyes met her lidded ones and with a final overpowering jolt, he sheathed himself inside her in one firm stroke.

He had meant to do it slower, to ease himself inside her. But the look on her face just made him take action without thinking about the consequences. Her eyes held a primitive wildness, almost challenging him. He almost didn't recognize her at that moment as they stared at each other.

Her unbelievable tightness made him see stars and her heat was incredible that he felt like he would melt. Sakura gave a low moan as she gripped his arms tightly. His entire body was shaking from the effort to stay perfectly still.

"S-so full-I feel so full" she whimpered as a solitary tear slipped from her cheek.

He was gripped by maniacal thoughts. All he wanted to do is repeatedly sink his hardness into tight pussy and force those delicious sounds she was making out of her. Try as he might, he could not stop jerking his hips forward beautiful moans spilling out of Sakura's mouth with each rough thrust.

In one smooth movement, the Uchiha straightened up pushing Sakura's arms above her head. Too preoccupied with anything, she obeyed and kept her hands still. Without missing a beat he lifted her legs up higher. While letting her ankles rest on his shoulders he gripped the upper part of her legs and pounded into her mercilessly.

Sakura gave a hoarse cry.

What a beautiful sight.

She lay bare on her back with her arms over her face crying out as he thrusted into her repeatedly while holding her legs up. Her voluptuous breast jerked to the rhythm of his thrusts. Watching himself sink into her warmth from this angle was the most erotic thing he had ever witnessed.

"Sa-sasu-ke, Sasu-ke" She kept repeating his name brokenly between sighs like a mantra.

"Sakura" he whispered throwing his head back in pleasure at a particular tight squeeze of her warmth surrounding him.

"Ahh-oh Sasu-ke-mmmm" her body started convulsing. She was cumming and he relished in the feeling.

"This-mmmm-dream feels so-ahh-real."

All his senses felt so overwhelmed at that moment, someone could have stabbed him with a kunai and he wouldn't even notice.

He was getting close and began moving at a more urgent pace. The slapping noises as their bodies met sounded so lewd as it resounded in the cavern, but this only enticed the Uchiha more. With on final hard thrust, Sasuke collapsed on top of the writhing mess that was Sakura. Their breaths mingled as they kissed clumsily and Sakura's arms went around his neck as he lay there trying to catch his breath.

The haze which was clouding his mind had lessened somewhat after a few minutes as his breathing calmed.

He collapsed next to Sakura letting the littering green crystals on the cavern sealing distract him as a new emotion started to set in.

What the fuck did they do?

What the actual fuck did he just do?

Sasuke was almost too apprehensive to turn his head, afraid that if he looked Sakura in the eye he'd see fear, regret, confusion or even hate mirrored in those emerald orbs. Because as he was coming from his hormone-induced high, surely so was she.

The Uchiha lay perfectly still listening for the slightest change in her breathing, her heartbeat, something. She's bound to jump up, start shouting, accusing him and probably try and kick the shit out of him. Which, he had to admit, he probably deserved. He had taken advantage of her while she had a severe fever. It was his weakness that deterred his self-control himself which lead them to this situation. She was not in her right mind (granted, neither was he) but he was clearly the one who had to stay strong no matter how the emotions overpowered him.

Sasuke's heart gave a jolt as he heard her sigh and her breathing change. But it was not what he expected. Incredulously he slowly turned his head to find that she had indeed fallen asleep. She fucking fell asleep? Jumping up, he grabbed his slacks and pulled them on hurriedly. She was still naked, lying on her back, completely exposed. A faint blush dusted his cheeks as he looked away but not before something caught his eye and his stomach gave a horrible jolt.

He looked away hastily, feeling the self-loathing rising in his throat like bile. As Sasuke grabbed Sakura's clothes trying to dress her without looking, all he could think of what a worthless piece of shit he was.

Once it caught his eye, he could not un-see it. Between her legs, there was a faint trail of blood which was mixed with his own fluids. This led him to one very strong possibility; Sakura was a virgin and he, Uchiha Sasuke, had just taken that from her.

To think that only an hour or so ago he was wishing for something to happen. Anything to distract him from the emptiness he had been feeling being stuck in this place in his own solitude. He was now starting to miss that solitude again. Anything was better than facing this situation once Sakura had woken up and demanded to know what happened.

Taking a deep breath he walked into the water towards the waterfall and let the cool water cascade down his rigid body. His legs still felt kinda rubbery due to their earlier excursions. His muscles tingling pleasantly from the aftermath of his orgasm. It felt amazing, more amazing that he ever imagined it would be.

He gave a frustrated sigh as his stomach jolted from the all too vivid memory. He had to get his mind out of the gutter and face the wrath that was Sakura when she woke up. He honestly didn't know what he was going to tell her.

'Yeah, hey Sakura. Long time, no see. It seems that we are trapped in this weird dimension and the crystals have these weird attributes which make me horny and unable to control myself. So, sorry I kinda raped you in a drunken stupor, but it felt really good so. Yeah…'

"Fuck" he hissed punching the wall, it even sounded stupid in his own head.

Well, at least things will be interesting from now on. He got what he wished for. Right?

Right...