Disclaimer: All characters belong to the spectacular Masashi Kishimoto.

Love & Roll

By theClosetPoet7

Summary: You're stuck in my head. Stuck on my heart. And stuck on my body. So baby, take me to that feeling and I'll be your sinner in secret, when the lights go out. In which they express their connection in more ways than one. A series of one-shots.

Notes on one-shot: This was inspired by the song "Love & Roll" by Supercell ft Nagi.

Rating: M

Chapter One

Love & Sexy Hips

It's the music.

It's the music that does it to her. Sakura raises her arms overhead and stretches her neck out. The beats flow throughout her body as she sways her slim hips to the tune and the glaring lights. Beads of sweat slide down her neck, adrenaline rushes through her as her confidence grows, and heat, unbearable heat surrounds her.

And she loves it.

She absolutely loves it.

She closes her eyes and shuts everyone else out as she lets the night take over her. Because it felt good. It felt so good to lose her inhibitions like this. She runs a hand through her petal locks and flips it over her shoulder, defined collarbone visible, slowly seducing the world around her.

Do you wanna take me out?

Her thumping heartbeat doesn't stop and she eventually finds herself bopping to the percussive waves and troughs of the club's song.

Sexy.

She feels sexy as hell.

Don't you like this look?

Strong, powerful hands smooth over her abdomen and it takes the hitch in her breath to snap her out of the trance she has placed herself in. Her delicate form is pulled against a hard, firm body. Sakura lets out a sultry smile at the way he lets out small puffs of breath to assert control.

Uchiha Sasuke traps her to his person, and he does it with a hint of possessiveness as he instinctively grounds his hips to hers.

"I didn't know you could dance."

She utters the sentence in a seductive tone and wastes no time in running her fingers through his dark locks. The twenty-three year old arches her back to press more closely to him.

"I'm not."

She lets out a scoff. He was right though, he was merely holding her, and it was the pinkette who was guiding his hips to the movement of her own.

So, you want me to take the lead after all?

She pumps her fullness a little more provocatively and Sasuke's hands tense over her flawless midriff. They slide an inch skyward and Sakura bites her lip in anticipation of his confident hold over her chest. But he stops there, the tip of his fingers barely making contact with the edge of her tank top.

"What the hell are you wearing?"

You've been staring at my chest way too much, you know that?

A trace of a smile makes its way to her lips. Because Sasuke is predictable. Too predictable.

"What? Don't you find this sexy?"

His body stiffens as she teasingly lets out the sentence and draws his head to rest on her neck.

"I do. But..."

The medic's smile grows wider when he breathes in her scent. Her hips continue their intimate dance and the dark haired nin settles his hands on her waist again, grip tightening.

"But?"

His tongue comes out to taste her delicious neck and Sakura grasps his head harder as she bites her lip to stifle a moan.

"They can see."

She almost laughs out loud.

"Who?"

He licks his way to her ear and blows into it. The kunoichi lets out a small exhale at this, legs nearly falling over.

"Other men."

This time she giggles girlishly.

I want to act all girly like a real girl.

"Serves you right Sasuke-kun."

He bites into the shell of her ear, quietly punishing her for turning this into such a challenge. Though she knows that he is turned on by this side of her. His pale digits glide deliciously to the front of her stomach, fingertips slipping into her skirt's garter, slowly goading her into submission.

"And what did I do this time?"

She attunes her body to the hard beats again and grinds her hips in reply. Green eyes peek to see if anybody else has noticed the scandalous position both shinobi are in. His question actually irks her temper in a way. But as he always does, Sasuke chases the doubts away with his blunt words and forward actions.

"You forgot you jerk."

His fingers slide lower. And Sakura feels the heat pool to her belly.

"Forgot what?"

She lets out a frustrated huff and progresses her hold to the back of his neck, angrily pinching it. Her embrace becomes more taut as she berates him with her impatient touch.

"Our anniversary."

He smirks against her cheeks and pulls his hands away. Sakura almost wants to take them into her soft ones and urge them to her skin again but Sasuke skims his hands along her arms and places his palms over the back of hers. Then he wraps something around her right wrist and gently laces his fingers with her dainty ones.

Then,

He pumps into her ass.

Emerald orbs widen, mostly due to his crude behavior, and glance down. The bracelet was thin and dainty, with a silver chain that looked authentic. It was so simple, except for the small charm shaped into a cherry blossom.

It was elegant.

The wanderer squeezes her hands again and smiles into her hair.

"You were saying?"

Her heart thunders wildly against her chest and the Sannin couldn't help the rush of emotions that run through her whole person.

"Take me home, Sasuke-kun."

So escort me gently, will you?

He pushes her against the wall, lips locking with hers as she clutches desperately to the front of his shirt. She unbuttons them with haste and wastes no time in slipping her hand in to touch his hard pectorals.

His tongue battles with hers, eager digits angling her head to his assault. They pull away for a second, a string of saliva separating them. She watches his Adam's apple bob up and down and raises her head to meet his eyes.

Lust.

Desire.

Love.

That is what she sees. Uchiha Sasuke doesn't avert his eyes when he slides his shirt off him, with a tilt to his head, and a confident smirk making its way to his lips.

Sakura blushes deeply with the knowledge of what he is about to do to her.

A lady in love?

She tucks her hair behind her ear and anticipates his next move. The sexy avenger places his hand against her cheek and leans in closer.

Then he lovingly presses his lips to hers and lets out a relieved breath. Sakura feels it, she feels the heat again. When his tongue comes out to play with hers, she happily obliges and lets their appendages move to that ageless dance.

Sasuke breaks their touch to run his lips over her neck, teeth bite onto her soft skin and something wet and firm flicks out to lick the small bruise.

He sucks her pulse.

Her hands thread themselves through his hair to pull him closer. Closer. Palms press more intimately to her smooth torso and lifts her midriff blouse to uncover her pert breasts. Sasuke nibbles her neck more aggressively when he discovers that she isn't wearing a bra.

How risque of her.

He cups her peach mounds and draws away to watch her face. And, he rotates them in a circular motion, both sides going outward.

"Sasuke-kun."

She breathes his name out.

Sasuke merely stares heatedly at her as she lets out small gasps. Then he leans forward to take one tip into his mouth.

Her hands immediately grip his shoulder tight as he moves his tongue up and down. Slowly pressing in and out while he palms her other breast.

More warmth settles into her and she finds herself in want of more. And she tells him so.

Sasuke lets out a small chuckle against her body and goes down to his knees.

Sakura loses her wits when he boldly grabs hold of her skirt and leisurely pulls them down, firm lips pressing to her hip bone, close enough to pass a jolt through her core. When he finally takes it off her and she steps out of the leather garments to kick them away, Sasuke looks up from below and pauses for a second when he sees her panties.

Well, if this lacy work is considered as such.

I kind of want to do something bad. This is changing into a love scene.

Curious fingers examine the silky pattern. Then, he regards her with the most alluring smile on his face as he slips his digits between her thighs and teases her without entering her moist crevice. She is wet between her legs and Sasuke takes advantage of it.

"How lewd."

His smooth baritone sends mouthwatering chills down to her toes. He changes the direction of his fingers, pads facing up as he pumps two of them in a back and forth motion against her underwear.

Sakura swallows her spit when his touch turns her insides into a mess of sorts. Then, he raises his upper body to come face to face with her navel, licentious fingers continuing their movements. His tongue comes out to tease her bellybutton and the pinkette lets out a small moan at his ministrations. She knows that she is far beyond saving now. And she knows that it won't take long for her to unravel. He is near his limit too, she briefly notes, as she sees the bulge not too subtly straining against his pants.

"Sasuke-kun..."

He pulls her panties down and gets to his feet. Then, as Sakura heaves her chest with breaths of arousal, Sasuke's hands fall to his slacks' zipper, and takes them off along with his black boxers. The young sannin licks her lips at the sight of his tall, hard arousal, the tip glistening with want. He wastes no time in pulling her to him again, large hand holding on to the small of her back while the other lifts her thigh to wrap it around his hips.

He nestles his hardness against her wet heat, and Sakura waits in excitement for his penetration.

"You're my wife. You deserve better than to be fucked against a wall."

His tender words touch her heart, but jars her body with its vulgarity.

The pinkette hooks her legs more firmly against his toned butt and allows the head of his manhood to make contact with her wetness. Sasuke lets out a groan at her crassness.

"And what if I want to be taken like this Anata?"

The upper-hand she has over her husband is short-lived when Uchiha Sasuke abruptly sheathes himself inside her. She lets out a surprised gasp at being filled so suddenly. Both nin let out small puffs of breath as they gather their senses at the overwhelming pleasure that possesses them.

Sasuke's fingers dig deep into her thigh when he moves gently to ease her in. Sakura tugs him and presses his forehead to hers. They breathe into each others' lips as her lover starts a slow rhythm. Rolling her hips to his lazily. She moans at how amazing it feels to have him within her. And she hums with contentment at the way he treasures her in this moment, responding shyly to his sweet loving.

Soon, his pumps become more hurried and intense.

Hard.

The pinkette whimpers out her approval at his animalistic pounding.

And she stares deep into his soul to cement their connection.

"I love you so much."

I'm looking up at you with my puppy dog eyes, and that's a sign for you.

He gyrates into her with more fervor and lifts her other leg around his waist to carry her to the kitchen.

"Sasuke-kun?!"

She stutters with disappointment when he foregoes burrowing her into the wall, and drops her unceremoniously on to hard wood. He changes her mind though when he pushes her to her back, while still buried deep inside her. The devilish Sannin rises over his mate and stares at her with lust in his eyes. Sakura's cheeks warm with embarrassment at the way her legs dangle off the table. Then her partner squeezes her thighs and starts hammering into her.

He doesn't break their eye contact.

Pumping hard and ferociously as he loses control and fucks her with abandon.

The room is filled with gasps and grunts as they drop all restraints and worship one another with their bodies. Sakura grips the edge of the dinette, nails digging into it, scratching splinters onto the surface.

She loses grasp of her surroundings as Sasuke drives into her. Hardening thrusts clouding her senses. She focuses on his thrusting motions, eyes unabashedly falling to where they are joined. He was sure to leave marks on her delicate skin with the way he was tightening his hold on her white thighs.

She moves her hips to his and they both drown themselves in this hot joining as they merge themselves into one person.

"Yome."

So try calling my name more intimately and cast your breath right close to my ears.

The endearment, takes her desire up a notch as she feels her whole body shudder with more warmth, more lust, and more love when she senses her peak slowly approaching. Sakura reaches a hand to him and Sasuke meets it, fingers interlacing with hers, as he brings them down to her stomach and picks up the pace.

"Anata..."

And Sakura is flying.

Flying.

Flying.

She soars high.

Reaching the clouds

And nearly collides with the sun.

Then, she plummets down to earth.

She screams out when she comes, and Sasuke picks her up to pull her flush against him as he thrusts five more times before he swells deep inside her and spills himself. The action brings Sakura another wave of euphoria as she clutches onto him, body shaking from the strain and the ecstasy.

They release ragged breaths as they ride their desires until it simmers into a quiet heat to where they are still connected.

Uchiha Sasuke pulls out and Sakura bites her lip at the way it pokes at her sensitivity.

"Thank you for the bracelet."

She smiles so lovingly, her face looking angelic, that it seemed unbelievable that they had just had sex so salaciously just moments ago.

Her dear husband returns her smile and pulls her in for another kiss.

"Aa."

"Did you like your gift?"

He raises an eyebrow at her question, indicating that he has no idea what she is talking about.

"Mou."

Sakura pushes herself off the desk and pads hurriedly to their room. Sasuke's eyes leer naughtily over her creamy romp until she disappears through their door.

Then, she comes out with an envelope in her hands.

She opens it with a bit of nervousness and pulls out the picture inside.

Obsidian eyes widen at the image before him. And love, love grips his heart and pumps it to life.

"We're gonna need a bigger house." she says.

And Uchiha Sakura laughs lightheartedly.

Sasuke yanks her to him and engulfs her in his arms. Expressing the joy he feels at the news. He kisses her tenderly again and places a hand over her womb.

"Then you better stop wrecking this one so we can pay it off."

"Hey!"

Don't rush. Just do it slowly. Lock on, you're already head over heels for me.

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fin

Author's Note: Pinches her nose and chuckles perversely into her hands.

Sooo, This is a new fic which will feature one-shots and random drabbles with a more mature theme. To those of you who read Of Apples and Cinnamon, Chapter 3 "Because, She just had to Wear That" will be transferred to this fic. Also, if anyone is wondering, Sasuke has both arms in this since he finally accepted Tsunade's transplant. Silly wanderer.

Hope you guys enjoyed the lemony goodness.

Gosh I better go back to studying. It just keeps pouring out.

Thank you for reading!

Summary lyrics are of course from "Run Away With Me" by Carly Rae Jepsen

R & R