Her hand froze before the mirror, just as she was about to paint across her Cupid’s bow. “You like my lips this color, Sasuke-kun?” she asked his rapt reflection, playing at scrutinizing the shade in her hand. The look on his face as he nodded his approval… She twisted the tube until the cherry pigment vanished, lowering the lipstick to the armoire: “Then come and make them red.”
Here I thought I could finally focus on updating Damned and Damask now that SasuSaku Month was over…. 😉 Well, I tried to be a diligent little SasuSaku ff-writer…but my brain went to smut / skipped ahead like a dozen chapters of D&D…then I realized I was late for dinner and drinks…heard this song while out…and this is the result. 😉 **This is a quickie / rough WIP (again, puns so intended) and hasn’t been edited!**
Prompt: lsdkfjlsdkfj… I have ADHD and can’t just simply update (where’s the fun in that??); got an anon ask for SasuSaku dirty talk; …and a belated SasuSaku Month Free Day! So there.
Rating: NC17 / so NSFW below the cut…like for real, though. **A bit (consensually!) rough.**
Read on FF.net here.
Her hand froze just as she was about to paint across her Cupid’s bow.
She could see Sasuke intently observing her, her reflection from the bed. It was slow at first, but the mirror showed her that damn smirk as it spread across his face.
And she couldn’t help herself, not when he was sitting there half-naked with that cocky grin of his:
“You like my lips this color, Sasuke-kun?” she asked the mirror sweetly, playing at scrutinizing the shade in her hand.
The look on his face as he nodded his approval…
Sakura couldn’t stop the little gasp she let out at his hunger: she could taste his desire across the room; she could see it reflected in the silver. She showed him a licentious smile through the glass and twisted the tube until the vermilion pigment vanished, lowering the lipstick to the cherry wood of the armoire.
The Cherry Wood Armoire
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