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Challenge: Mistletoe
“I can’t believe you dragged me to a fucking club on Christmas eve, Ino.” Sakura groaned, not happy to be outside her house at this unholy hour.
She would’ve much rather spent her time alone, curled up on her couch and reading a book while petting her cat. Of course, her best friend just had other ideas on how they could celebrate the upcoming holidays.
“Stop complaining, one drink and you will forget I even forced you to come here.” The blonde woman huffed as she dragged Sakura through the dance floor and towards the bar. “So c’mon, move with me now, will you?”
The pinkette decided it would be in her best interest to shut up and not provoke her friend even further, god knows she didn’t want to deal with a whiny and drunk Ino all in the span of one evening.
Once both women hit the bar, Sakura was quick to order a gin and tonic, she figured that Ino was right, the alcohol in her system would make her far less miserable.
It didn’t take long before she received what she wanted, after she paid for her drink, she leaned against the counter, eyes scanning the dancing bodies as she sipped on the alcohol.
“So are you just going to stand here the whole evening dressed all in red? What are you, a decoration?” Ino started nagging again, and the jade-eyed woman couldn’t help rolling her eyes at her.
“Yeah, and what about that? I got the drink, let me enjoy it, it hasn’t even been 10 minutes since we came here.” Sakura took a sip, eyes still focused on the dance floor.
“Good luck blending into the Christmas decorations here then, all you need is a kissing booth and a mistletoe above your head to pull this whole thing off. Charity work is your kind of thing after all.” She knew her friend was smiling as Sakura fought her own smile even if her friend's words did irk her a little bit.
“Well, maybe only a kissing booth, I saw the mistletoe hanging at the entrance to the club.” Who knew if her mood improved or if it was the alcohol starting to speak for her, whatever it was, Sakura couldn’t care less.
“I challenge you to kiss someone under the mistletoe then.” Ino smirked, blue nails tapping the cold glass she held in her hand.
“Tsk, you think I’d accept this, and let you off the hook so easily?” Sakura eyed her with a smirk of her own. “Let’s make this fair, whoever manages to find a guy and kiss him under the mistletoe first is the winner.”
“You really have to drag me into this even if I’m only trying to help you? Fine, it’s a deal, Forehead.” She flicked her long blonde hair over her shoulder before gulping the rest of her drink in one go.
“Of course, it’s no fun if I’m the only one suffering through this, Ino-Pig.” Sakura took another sip of her gin as she saw a familiar mop of dark curly hair in the distance. “Get ready to lose.” She waved her friend goodbye before disappearing into the crowd.
A few moments later her manicured hand fell on his shoulder gently, and he span around, surprise etched onto his handsome features. “Oii, Shisui-chan, why are you acting as if you’ve seen a ghost.” She pouted, forest green eyes glittering with mischief.
“Well, for one I didn’t expect to see you here.” He answered honestly, a drink swirling in his large hand as she observed how his bicep flexed, all hard lines and toned muscles, once he took a sip of his drink. Unsurprisingly for her, he was dressed in all black in a typical Uchiha manner, still, she couldn’t deny he looked attractive.
Shisui was different than other Uchihas, he was far too relaxed and didn’t take himself as seriously as others. She eyed the unbuttoned black shirt that was glued to his body, giving her a glimpse of his clavicle and a little bit of his chiseled chest. “Are you here alone?” He then asked.
“Heh, you wish.” She sighed as she downed her drink at last. “Ino dragged me here, you think I’d sign up for this torment willingly?” Her eyes narrowed at him.
“Fair point.” He gave her a breathy laugh in return, observing her annoyed expression as she looked at him from below and he leaned a little closer to her. “You hate going out.” He then whispered with that cheeky smirk of his.
“Says the one who is standing alone too, let me guess, Genma had already wandered off somewhere?” She raised an eyebrow.
“Mhm, perhaps he caught a whiff of Ino, he’s like a dog you know.” His eyes narrowed at her in that cat-like manner she oh so hated. She hated it because she could feel a shiver running down her spine as she squeezed her thighs together unconsciously.
“Yeah, he is a horny creature.” Sakura rolled her eyes again, not surprised at all. There was around a 99% chance that the two of them were already making out in the bathroom. Challenge aside, she was pretty sure Ino wasn’t as fast as Sakura because Genma rarely listened to what the blonde woman actually wanted. “I bet they are making out already.” She sighed.
“What, are you jealous now?” His black eyes crinkled as he stared her down, his gaze rooting her to the ground as she found herself unable to move, mesmerized just for a mere second. Their height difference was becoming very apparent at that moment.
“Jealous of what?” The pinkette said, suspicion with a tad of confusion lacing her tone as she wasn’t too sure what the older Uchiha was referring to.
“That you aren’t in her place right now, of course.” He winked at her knowingly as he now towered over her, his big and muscular figure obscuring her petite form. Fuck, she really hated how handsome he was, just her type, but that was beside the point right now.
“You think I’d want to swap places with Ino, and make out with Genma instead?” She looked at him, bright jade clashing with dark coal that was smoldering, as she deadpanned the words back at him.
“Given the way you are acting right now, yeah, that’s my assumption.” A playful and teasing smile graced his lips.
“Shisui, Genma is a walking ick, you of all people should know that. My taste is better than that. However, you weren’t wrong about one thing.” She huffed, half-amused before pushing a manicured finger into his chest as he barked out a deep laugh at the expense of her words.
“Ohh?~ And what exactly would that thing be, Haruno?” She heard his smooth voice, licking and lapping at her ears despite the loud music around them.
She placed her empty glass on one of the tables next to her before grabbing Shisui by the collar of his black shirt, her glossed lips next to his ear as she brought him down to her face.
“I would rather spend this time making out with you instead.” His dark eyes widened in surprise at her boldness.
“Are you too drunk to understand what you are saying by any chance?” He breathed the words into her neck, clearly overly close, hot breath prickling at the overheated skin of her throat.
“If you are not interested I’ll find someone else, your loss.” She simply stated, releasing him before trying to make a quick escape.
“No! Wait.” He grabbed her by her forearm before gulping the rest of his drink down in one go and slamming the glass on the same table she left hers at previously. “What are your conditions?” His voice was suddenly lower as he became more serious.
“We have to kiss under the mistletoe, after that you are free to do whatever you want with me.” Her voice was dead-serious, to the point it nearly took him out but he couldn’t help but admire how bold she was with her request. Her body language showed zero indication that she was uncomfortable with any of this.
“That’s it?” He raised his eyebrow, mildly interested to find out the reason behind her odd request.
“Yeah.” She answered as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
“Can I ask why?” More confusion seeped into his deep tone. “And where exactly should we find a mistletoe right at this moment?” Another question followed.
“I’ll answer the first question later, follow me.” She smiled in that sly yet seductive way of hers before she grabbed his wrist and started dragging him after her, the bulkier man couldn’t do anything but follow the long-haired pinkette as she swiftly made her way through the crowd.
Once they were outside of the club, Sakura’s skin prickled with cold, luckily for her, the bouncer wasn’t there, so she assumed that perhaps he was taking a short break, seeing that there wasn’t even a queue outside of the club, it was pretty much dead.
She eyed the mistletoe that hung right above them.
“Okay, now what? We are outs—” He didn’t get to finish as she grabbed him by the collar once more and brought her lips to meet his. Once again, the curly-haired man was surprised by how daring she was as he eagerly answered her kiss, his hands following to wrap around her waist as her hands looped around his neck.
Moments later he deepened the kiss, angling her head slightly to the side as he slipped his tongue inside her mouth and Sakura whimpered in his hold, nails scraping at the nape of his neck as he groaned against her lips. One of her hands moved over to his chest, feeling the lean muscle beneath.
Shisui used one of his hands that was settled at her waist and moved it up the curve of her exposed back before he tangled it in her long hair, tugging at it lightly to make her throw her head back. He used the opportunity to leave her plump lips for a moment before descending down to her neck and nipping at her skin lightly.
“Haaah,” She breathed out. “We should really stop for a moment, Shisui.” She opened her eyes and looked down only to see his darkened and hungry gaze, peering directly at her.
“Fine,” He said. “Then answer my question while we are at it. Why did you drag me outside?”
“Look above you.” She laughed in that melodic way of hers after she noticed him looking at the small mistletoe that hung above them.
“That’s an odd place to hang one.” Was all he said, dumbfounded.
“Now, to answer your other question from before, I dragged you all the way here because I made a bet with Ino.” There was a grin on Sakura’s face, her mood having completely improved after sharing a kiss with Shisui. “The first one to kiss someone under the mistletoe wins.” She elaborated a moment later.
“And you agreed because…?” His raspy voice was tinted with the slightest amount of confusion.
“Have you ever seen me back down from a challenge?” She raised her eyebrow at him.
“I hope you at least won it, Haruno.” He smiled at her as one of his hands was still settled around her waist.
“Even if I didn’t, I wouldn’t consider this a loss still.” She stated, her head falling over his shoulder.
“Why is that?”
“You know you are asking a lot of questions tonight. But just this once I’ll let you in on a secret.” She started. “You should be aware that I don’t get to make out with my crush whenever I want.” She could feel a flush tainting her cheekbones, thankfully it was rather cold outside, so he didn’t notice the difference.
“Bold, very bold, Haruno.” She could tell he was smiling, his voice teasing her in a familiar manner.
“I can’t help it, you are just that easy to seduce.” She smiled too, her emerald eyes twinkling as she felt something cold touching her exposed shoulders.
“It’s only easy because it’s you.” There was an undertone of amusement to his voice as it dropped an octave lower, so rich and deep.
She cleared her throat as she looked around them. “I think it’s snowing.” She then said, ignoring his words to prevent herself from getting further embarrassed by him.
“Mhm, yeah it is, want to go to my place to warm up?” She caught the suggestive tone of his voice and found herself unable to say no.
“Well, I can’t turn down a request like that, after all, I did tell you I’ll let you do whatever you want with me.” She was looking at him through the corner of her long lashes, gaze hooded, jade eyes darker than he ever saw, swirling with something he couldn’t quite catch, stirring things in him he wouldn’t admit out loud.
“Hmm, don’t worry it won’t be anything you won’t like, trust me.” He hummed lowly, sending another traitorous shiver down the back of her spine.
She gulped, excitement rushing through her veins as she felt an annoying ache starting to build up between her legs.
“I’ll text Ino to let her know I’m not coming back.” Her blush was as pink as her hair when she pulled out her phone from the clutch purse she carried over her shoulder.
Challenge: Mistletoe
As soon as the door to his apartment closed behind them, she was pushed against it, his lips back on hers before she could even blink. He didn’t waste time, his arms sliding down her waist before he roughly grabbed her by the hips, having her wrap her long legs around him as he pulled her up and pressed her against the door completely.
He groaned into her mouth and she moaned back softly, feeling his large bulge press against her as he bit into her bottom lip. Her hands moved to unbutton his half-undone black shirt hastily as she pushed it slightly off his shoulders, revealing the pale skin he hid underneath. Sakura’s hands wandered, touching him as he became slightly more feral under her fingertips.
He deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping against hers as he squeezed a handful of her ass, not letting her catch her breath as she whimpered into his mouth, her short red dress hiking up to reveal her creamy thighs. “Fuck, you didn’t lie when you said I could do whatever I want.” He hissed.
“Well, I am enjoying it so I have no reason to stop you.” She inhaled sharply once she felt his large hand glide over her thigh, she bucked against his hips immediately, feeling his cock straining against the fabric of his pants.
“Is that so?” His voice was low, so low it almost seemed like a satisfied purr that made her eyes gloss over.
“Yes,” The one time she inhaled sharply his pupils moved towards her as he eyed her through the corner of his dark lashes, a pleased smirk crossing his handsome features as he continued teasing her, his fingertips leaving a trail of wildfire where they touched her.
In the dim lighting of his apartment, with his shirt half down, he looked almost feral, and Sakura had to admit that the view was worth thousands of Ryo.
“Good, because I don’t like to act without confirming my suspicions.” He whispered low in her ear before his mouth descended down her throat, stopping only at the beginning of her chest as he sucked a mark on top of one of her breasts. “Hope you are ready to be my little personal plaything for the evening, Haruno.” His eyes burned her as Sakura moaned at the sight of him between her mounds, one of his hands already palming one of them roughly.
Her long nails dug into his shoulders automatically but he didn’t mind the pain, no, it made him aroused even more to see her helpless like this in his hold, begging for him to do something. “Fuck, please,” She heaved, her skin heating up as she felt herself dripping wet, his clothed cock straining against her did little to soothe her want for more.
“Anything you want, pretty girl,” She felt him sneak his hand into her soaked underwear, his cold fingertips brushing across her clit as she threw her head back, whimpering in his hold as they slid up and down, slowly, achingly slowly. “How long have you been this wet, hm?” He teased with a knowing smile on his face and if she would’ve had the chance she would’ve smacked that handsome face and sat down to straddle him instead so she could ride his cock as she pleased.
“Shisui—” The words died in her throat.
She felt herself throbbing and she knew that if he would put even the smallest amount of pressure, she would’ve come straight onto his fingers, no questions asked. Sakura decided to make herself busy as she started trailing feverish kisses from his jaw, anything to distract from the fact that he was teasing her, his cock and fingers straining against her, but giving her zero relief.
Then, she felt him slip in a finger, and she bit into his neck, eyelashes damp from how good it felt to be stretched by him as he started slowly pumping it in and out. “One finger doesn’t seem like it’s enough, does it?” His voice rumbled over her earlobe. “I can easily slip in another one or two, and you wouldn’t even tell a difference with how wet you are.” He bit her earlobe before soothing it with his tongue apologetically.
“Please, oh god, Shisui please, more,” She found herself begging and he complied just as fast, slipping yet another finger in, and fuck, the stretch was so delicious that she screamed and her legs shook around his waist, slightly loosening up.
Shisui used that opportunity to push even deeper. “Imagine if it was my cock instead, you’d love that, wouldn’t you, pretty girl?” He groaned as his other hand yanked her dress down to reveal a stiff rosy nipple that he rubbed with his thumb and index finger while she desperately latched onto his collarbone, sucking in a mark onto his skin.
“ A-ah, enough teasing, you know I want more,” She was barely able to form a sentence in his embrace.
Her heart was racing so fast she felt like her body could explode at any minute. She was starting to get really sweaty, and her limbs were shaking from the exertion and the tension. The pressure was building and she needed more, now. “Alright, I’ll let you cum on my fingers, but only because I want to feel you with my cock at your most sensitive, just to see you scream out my name until you can’t think of anything else anymore.” He snarled, breathing heavily, his hand still groping her breast as his pace increased, and he started aggressively pulling his fingers in and out, letting his thumb brush her clit once in a while.
It didn’t take long before she was throwing her head back again, long pink hair disheveled and stuck to her salty skin in some places as she screamed his name out, “Shisui, oh god,” He could feel her clenching and spasming around his fingers, and he could barely hold it in knowing that he was about to take her fully,
Her nails scratched his upper arm, the other hand pulling on his messy and short curls in raw desperation.
Then, he slipped his fingers out before bringing them to his mouth to have a taste, he let her watch as he sucked them off clean, a smirk tugging on his lips as he observed her reaction, every twitch on her face as she bit her lip. That did it for him as he brought his lips to her mouth, shutting her up for good as he aggressively bit into her abused lips, having her open her mouth obediently before he plunged his tongue inside, giving her a taste of herself.
All she could do was whimper against him helplessly, all of her brattiness dissipating like a puff of smoke in the winter evening.
He managed to unbuckle his belt quickly, freeing himself out of his pants and boxers as he gave his length a few languid strokes. He pushed Sakura’s drenched underwear aside, not caring enough to remove it fully, he knew he could snatch it for himself after their next round after all.
“You’ll be good for me, right? You can take this for just a bit longer, yeah?” He said with a brutal thrust of his hips. She cried out at the stimulation and he humped her again and harder, skin-on-skin contact electrifying her whole body as she felt his throbbing cock against her folds but not yet inside.
“Tell—me—you—greedy—little—thing.” He punctuated each word with a snap of his hips and Sakura let out a wail, her body so overwhelmed. All her senses felt simultaneously heightened and muddled.
It’s like she was just testing his patience, toying with both his mind and body as his cock was wet and twitching.
“Shisui, I’ll be good, p-please, just take me already…” Sakura sounded like an actual mess and he smirked. His cock slid between her lips, up and down, his head catching occasionally at her entrance and making her yelp.
Pretty soon he was coated in her slick and he looked down at her, stray strands of black hair clinging to his face. Her cheeks were intensely flushed as she looked at him, eyes hooded. “Fuck, I need more of you.” He husked as he bit into her earlobe before looking down, she was glistening, all wet and waiting.
He grabbed his cock in hand and slowly started to nudge the head between her folds.
“Oh my god, this feels amazing.” Shisui breathed against her cheek, his coal-colored eyes fluttering closed as Sakura moaned, her legs squeezing his hips.
“Yeah?” She asked quietly and he grinned. He started to lightly thrust his hips, so, so softly, just moving the tip inside of her. “Stop edging me already.” Her breathing picked up again as she whined immediately, squelching sounds filling both of their ears.
Then, her body arched back to give her some room but it just caused him to slide all the way in until his hips were flush with hers. “Fine, take all of it then.” She shrieked as his head hit her cervix, and he gasped against her sternum at the sensation. She felt goddamn divine.
He gave her a feral smile and then ducked his head to suck at one of her nipples, teeth scraping against it as he threw all caution to the wind. She cried out, her head arching back as she pulsed around him and he started pounding into her, quickly picking up the pace.
“Taking me so well, fuck,” He purred contentedly, his cock snapping into her harder as he picked up a punishing rhythm. “So goddamn tight around me.”
“Your cock, Shisui, I need more of it, more of you, please,” Her angelic voice was hoarse from all the moaning already, and he slapped her thigh in a warning.
“You’ll come when I’ll tell you.” He growled as he bit into her nipple, blunt fingernails pressing into her skin as he held her pressed against the door.
Sweat was covering his toned body, dark hair messy and in his eyes, and he looked at her through everything, his punishing rhythm never faltering.
“Now is your chance, pretty girl, c’mon come for me one more time.” Just as he said that he then slammed his lips onto her bruised ones, and she moaned right into his mouth, letting him swallow the sound as she squeezed him, her orgasm rippling through her whole body like lightning as she shook in his hold.
His fingers fisted the pink strands of hair as he roughly pushed into her a few more times, chasing his own orgasm as he felt her walls deliciously milking him of his cream, thick spurts of cum painted her from the inside, a low moan passing his lips, and she swallowed it eagerly with her own lips.
He carded his fingers through her hair as they both were trying to catch their breath, his touch now gentle. “Not so bad for a Christmas eve celebration, heh?” His eyes told her there was more to come.
“Well, it’s definitely not a gift I expected, but I’ll gladly take it.” Sakura played into it, feeling some of his cum dripping down her thighs as she kept her legs wrapped around his hips, not letting go.
“Don’t worry, I’ll clean you up well.” He smirked at her, giving a quick glance just to see that they were still connected, the image making him twitch inside of her.
“I wouldn’t expect anything less.” She gave him a kiss on the corner of his mouth, and saw him blush for the first time that evening. “Getting all embarrassed after all of this? You are truly something, Shisui.” She teased while laughing as she was still clinging to him, and he unexpectedly hugged her.
“It’s hard not to, you are my crush too after all.” He mumbled and her eyes widened at the tender confession before she smiled, returning his hug wholeheartedly.
“You could’ve at least told me that after your cock was out of me, you know.” She laughed again and saw him blush even more furiously when he realized.