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Funny Love Drabble

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Nightmares

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They watched scary movies that night. More like Azula, Saizo, and Jun watched scary movies. Itachi would never categorize Coraline as scary but it was Sakura and Saizo's favorite movie and it was their night to pick, so he had no choice in the matter. They were all crowded in the living room that night with junk food and soda; Sakura was curled up next to Itachi who tried his damnedest not to roll his eyes or sigh at every lame, cheesy scene in the movie. He was indeed a Tim Burton fan, he worshiped the paper that man wrote on but the character Coraline was a headache to him. She got into too much mischief.

His eyes darted to his young daughter who was currently buried in her twin's shoulder, hiding from the "nail-biting" and "horrific" scene on the television. Itachi wanted to yawn but he didn't want to make it seem like he was disinterested in their family movie night but he was genuinely not interested in watching a movie about a woman with a fetish for young kids' eyes and a disobedient child that needed a good lashing.

After what seemed like an eternity, the ending credits started to roll and Itachi was all but skipping towards the bed room. The children were reluctant to get up from their comfortable spots on the floor but after picking up their trash and collecting their covers that they had scattered to create a pallet, they all bid their parents good night.

"Good-night, mother and father." said Jun as he reached to give his mother a peck on the cheek before lifting his younger brother up so he could give her the same treatment. Azula wrapped her tiny arms around her father's neck before burying her face deep into his neck, taking in his masculine scent that she found comfort in all the time. She pulled back and gave Itachi a kiss on the cheek before hugging him once more and being let down back on her feet.

"Night, night daddy," yawned the young female Uchiha, turning to grab the hand of her eldest brother as he guided them to their rooms to tuck them in.

When Jun left their room moments later and walked towards his, Sakura released a collective sigh and turned to her husband. "I hope they're alright. That movie may have been a little intense for their young minds."

Itachi scoffed. "That movie was far from it, they will be just fine. I assure you my koi." He murmured into her neck from behind, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her towards him protectively. Sakura melted in his hold, lolling her head to the side to allow him to layer kisses down her neck. He nipped and sucked above her pulse point, a hand trailing over her abdomen and lower down past her waistband. His fingers brushed passed her soft curls and began to rub the lips of her flower.

Sakura bit her lip forcefully to keep from moaning out loud and causing the kids to hear her. How could he just blatantly do this in the opening where their children could walk right in the living room and see this? She was grateful the lights weren't on and the night was pitch black or else they would have a lot of explaining to do.

He could feel her arousal soaking his fingers as he continued to rub against her. Her hips bucked against his touch as he brushed his thumb over her bundle of nerves, rubbing the pad of his thumb over it. Her hips rolled against his hands in response as slowly, his middle and ring fingers pressed into her depths and Sakura released a particular loud moan that was quickly swallowed by his lips as he moved them against hers. She was enjoying the pleasure that was slowly building up in her body. She craved his touch, hungry for him to give her more.

She could feel his hard length pressing behind her, causing her to smile against their kiss. Her hand moved behind her to travel upward on his inner thigh to brush against his length. Sakura licked her lips with anticipation when Itachi broke from this kiss to whisper sweet things he had in store for her.

Suddenly, they heard a door creak open and their bodies stilled Itachi's eyes shot towards the dark corridor and heard the soft padding of footsteps come towards them. He could feel Sakura squirm in his hold but he was reluctant to release, knowing he could handle this without even breaking their intimate position; with his hand in her panties which are now soaked and clinging against the back of his hand. Oh-no, they're not ruining this.

Itachi continued to his ministrations, despite the child standing a few feet away and Sakura's silent plea for mercy, "Jun," his words were stern and hard. It made a chill run down Sakura's spine but she couldn't pay much more mind to it. She was trying so hard to stop her orgasm from coming. "You've tucked them in?" He asked.

The child looked down the corridor but could only see darkness; he could barely see his own hand in front of his face. "Yes,"

"Good, you may go to bed now, but do not get out of bed for anything tonight." He voice left little room for argument and that made Sakura go insane at his authority. Oh she wanted him to command her tonight, make her bend to his will- in more ways than one. After they heard Jun's door close, Sakura released a shaky breath as she lifted her head to whisper in a sultry voice she knew he couldn't resist.

"Look at you, -man, if you keep up with that authority-" she growled the word so sexily, she prided herself on it. "-tonight, you may get everything you want." That was all she needed to say before she felt his fingers leave her and she was swiftly lifted off his lap. Itachi carried her bridal style into their bedroom before laying her on the bed. He hovered over her body, his hands sinking the mattress on either side of her head. Sakura couldn't see a thing but she knew he was probably smirking down at her and she wished she could see it.

Clothes were quickly strewn away with little care as Sakura lay bare beneath her husband who lavished her body from head-to-toe, starting from her collarbone. He kissed the erotic bone before slowly moving south, making a kissing trail as he went.

His hands roamed and explored her body, memorizing every curve, bump, and feeling of her soft skin. Sakura moaned softly as he did so, her body responding to every touch he made. She wanted him, and bad. Her core throbbed with a need and hunger for him to satisfy.

He cupped a soft fleshy mound with one hand and latched onto one with his mouth. Sakura took in a sharp breath as she felt his tongue trace around her areola before his teeth lightly nipped her harden pebble. She moaned as her hands ran through his dark locks, desperately wanting to see him at work, the look of concentration as he meticulously worked to pleasure her in ways unimaginable. He was an artist at work and she was his canvas and in the end they will always make beautiful art. He sucked and nipped the skin of her breast, knowing they will surely leave assorted hickies before he moved his ministrations to the neglected breast. Afterward, his kisses continued to move south until he was right below her navel and reached her landing strip of soft curls.

Sakura was nearly shaking with anticipation as his hands spread her legs apart. Her hips bucked involuntarily when he flicked her sensitive clit. Itachi smirked as he ran his free hand over raised ink that was proudly above her groin, the black kanji curving alongside her sex lines. He didn't need light to know his name was proudly displayed on her body for eyes on he could see. She was his and only his and as was hers and will only be hers. His own tattoo of his beloved's name was strung around his ring finger where his wedding band resides over it; they were bonded spiritually and somewhat physically.

Itachi flicked her clit once more with the tip of his tongue, before moving to his destination. Sakura gasped at the tease, groaning in anticipation by the sheer feelings of it. She could feel herself not too far from coming. His tongue swiped her folds from bottom to top and Sakura felt like she was going to explode right then and there. Itachi lifted her ass, his mouth now latched onto her woman, his tongued pierced through her folds. He released one hand and moved it to rub vigorous circles onto her clit, drawing out a noise that was half scream, half moan. Her hips bucked once again but he had a good grip on her.

Her hands found his hair and she pulled with vengeance at his scalp. He tried not to smirk as his name finally slipped from her mouth as she coached him on. Pride swelled in his chest as he continued, his thumb rolling her clit with no intentions of letting her off so easily for pulling his hair so hard. He felt her cum, her body stiffened in response and soon he found himself drinking from her even more. He happily lapped away at her juice, tasting the tanginess of her arousal.

Sakura rode out her orgasm, feeling like she was dipped in boiling water. She breathed heavily, still feeling her husband going strong to give her pleasure.

Itachi pulled back from her swollen woman, lowering her rear back down onto the bed before climbing back from the foot to position himself at her entrance. He could make out the shape of her body splayed out on the bed. One arm over her eyes while the other he knew was gripping the sheets with such intensity that they may very tear from her nails.

Sakura's legs felt weak, her body was slowly coming down but she wasn't finished yet. She felt the bed shift again and felt his breath fanning against hers. Curse the darkness! She kissed him, surely tasting herself in the process. Itachi gripped her soft thighs and pushed her legs back until her knees were barely brushing her head, without giving her time to register the new position, he filled her up to the brim, feeling her tightness hug his length. He released a groan at the feeling before moving in a slow, rhythmic pace. His thrusts were slow but thorough and that's what Sakura loved. He wouldn't just fuck her. he would make love to her and soak up every minute of it.

His thrusts were slow and deliberate. He stroked her with the utmost care and the friction drove her insane. The erotic sensuality he had with each kiss and each caress made Sakura one step close to another orgasm. She selfishly wanted another one and urged him for more, but he ignored her pleas and did everything at his own tempo; he wanted everything done at his own pace.

Prior to their family night, Itachi had gone on another mission and it lasted for nearly a month. With no contact or idea of his whereabouts, Sakura had grown restless without her lover at her side. It took her everything not to grab him and take him in the nearest alley when she met him at the gates when he returned but instead, she allowed him to spend that day with the kids and that night all of them crowded their bed and Itachi had no qualm with that decision.

But today was their day. Even with the kids, Itachi didn't miss any gestures of affection towards his wife. They held hands, they kissed, he hugged her from behind that morning and she confided in him about her relief in seeing him home safe. Tonight, he wanted to make love to her to makeup for all the time she had to spend alone in an empty bed without him.

Even with the lights out, Itachi envisioned her expression. He saw her cute smile, a blush fanning her cheeks, and her eyes burning with a cloudy smoke of hungry lust. He released her legs just for them to wrap around his waist as he leaned to rest his head in the crook of her neck. He could feel his climax coming soon, but he wanted to prolong it as long as he could.

He leaned just to capture her lips in fervor. Sakura cradled his face as he kissed her, nipping his bottom lip as they broke apart just to lock lips once again. His tongue snaked around hers in an intimate battle for dominance that neither were going to surrender to.

Her hands held onto his shoulders as she felt his speed increase to a more moderate tempo. It wasn't roughly fast nor its former slow pace. She moaned into his mouth but broke apart with a cry of pleasure as her orgasm hit. Her back arched against him and soon he felt himself releasing as well as her walls clamped around his member. He rested his head in the crook her neck with a grunt, releasing his seed into her womb just she ground her hips into his.

Sakura eyes fluttered as she saw stars. A wave of pleasure washed over her like a waterfall and her breathing hitched in her throat. Itachi felt her nails digging into his shoulders as her body tensed beneath him. He continued to pump as she rode out her orgasm, hearing her bite out a swear word in his ear before she relaxed beneath him.

After a few more pumps, he slid out her hot cavern and rolled them both over so she was positioned on his chest. Sakura propped herself on her forearms to kiss her husband on the lips.

He reached for the lamp at their beside and turned it on. The room was bathed in the dim artificial light.

Her face was as beautiful as anything he's ever seen. Her eyes were soft and sweet. Her cheeks were as red as he imagined them to be and her lips were slightly swollen from their kissing. "I've missed you so much," She murmured. "I hated waking up without you."

"I'm here now." his thumb caressed her cheek as she leaned into his hand.

A thought suddenly crossed her mind and she bit her lips at it, her eyes downcast. This didn't escape Itachi's cunning gaze. "What's wrong, Sakura?"

"It's just...When I heard that your mission was extended another week...I couldn't sleep." Sakura felt her eyes sting at the memory. "I kept having nightmares." She whispered.

Itachi felt saddened by her words, he leaned and pressed a tender kiss to her forehead.

The gesture caught Sakura off guard. "I'm not going anywhere, Sakura." He assured her with confidence. If Sakura could hear the dishonesty behind his certainty, she said nothing about it. They wordlessly cuddled in each others embrace.

Itachi stared at the ceiling long after Sakura had fallen asleep. He laid contemplating about life. The image of Sakura's fearful face came into mind. What if he hadn't come back? What if their mission was a total fail and Itachi died in the hands of the enemy? What were to be of Sakura and his family?

She was a strong woman and would provide nicely for their family, no doubt. What made him uncomfortable was the idea of Sakura possibly remarrying someone else to fill his place. The thought made him even more unsettled.

Sure enough, Sasuke would step up to raise his children and take Sakura's hand in marriage out of honor and his lingering puppy love for her. He didn't want his brother touching what solely belonged to him. He didn't want his kids changing Sasuke's title from uncle to father. He wouldn't allow it alive or even in the afterlife.

He would haunt Sasuke for the rest of his existence if he even so much as lay a hand on Sakura. He chuckled in amusement at the vision that he concocted in his head.

Sinister thoughts like that was what made falling asleep easier for Itachi.

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This was really just some exercise on my lemons because it's been so long since I wrote one and I wasn't entirely strong on this one. Let me know whatcha' think and don't be shy!

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