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There wasn’t much that Sakura wanted, materially. She was happy with her family, her work. They’d even moved to the Uchiha estate recently and she had more space than she could have ever dreamed of — her home office was even more roomy than her office in the hospital.
This happiness made it more difficult for Sasuke to figure out what to get her for birthdays, anniversaries, or other days where gifts were to be exchanged. Difficult, yes, but never impossible. He considered what Sakura’s needs and wants were, ones she might not even realize she had. He secretly liked feeling like he knew her better than anyone else.
Anyone who saw Sakura running the hospital knew how she worked herself to the bone. She deserved to relax. Sasuke couldn’t always be there to make her dinner or draw a hot bath, so he decided to buy her a massage chair for this year’s birthday. She could sink into the comfortable leather anytime after work and let the chair work its magic regardless of whether he was home or not. Luckily, he was home long enough to put it to the test.
Sakura returned home from work feeling her usual level of tiredness, which meant all she wanted to do was lay on the couch until she got hungry enough to eat dinner. Having to take care of Sarada motivated her to get household tasks done more quickly so they could just play together, but now that Sarada was older and occupied with missions, Sakura couldn’t say she operated with the same level of efficiency anymore.
Luckily, Sasuke was home, Sarada completed all her chores before leaving for her latest mission, and a new massage chair was calling her name.
As she turned her mind away from brainstorming potential treatments for the latest cases, she looked at her husband reading a scroll. She would never stop finding Sasuke handsome. She was tired, but she wanted him.
“Have you sat in the chair yet?” Sakura asked conversationally. She knew he had when they were testing out the different functions.
“Not for a full cycle. Will you sit tonight?”
“Do you think there’s room for two?”
That got Sasuke’s attention. He put down his scroll and stood up. “Hm?”
Sakura curled up in one corner of the padded chair. “Come cuddle with me.”
Sasuke chuckled and perched on the stuffed arm of the chair. “I think it’s more effective if you spread out and relax your muscles.”
“There’s more than one way to relax, you know,” she responded coyly with a heated look from under her lashes. She grabbed his hand and cradled it against her chest. She wanted to suck on his fingers. Damn, she was horny.
“Here? Don’t you want to go to the bed?” Sasuke had no issue worshiping Sakura’s body all night while she got to lay there and take it. She deserved it. Their activities just often required a little more space is all.
“I thought you could sit here.” She loved sitting on top of her husband and just kissing him.
“With you?”
Sakura fought the urge to roll her eyes. “Just let me show you.” She pulled him down and climbed on top of his lap after he was fully seated. “See, you have your seat, and I have mine.”
Whatever light banter Sasuke was about to respond with was swallowed up in their kiss. Sakura’s soft lips and gentle tongue made him lose his head. He buried his hand in her hair, deepening their kiss.
Chest to chest, their bodies were pressed together at as many points as possible. Sasuke let out a small moan when Sakura rolled her hips against his. Even through her pants he could feel how hot she was. It was then that Sasuke suggested she take off her clothes so she could truly relax.
“Right, so I can relax,” Sakura said playfully even as she unfastened her top and cast it to the side. Her black bra followed soon after. Fuck, it felt so good to have it off, and even better when Sasuke roughly groped her bare chest.
“Have I ever told you I love it when you relax?” Sasuke said with a smirk. After giving her nipples a less than gentle tug, he brought his hand down and brushed his thumb against the lace edge of her panties. She was perfect.
Sakura unbuttoned Sasuke’s vest and shirt to expose his sculpted chest before cradling his jaw and swooping back down to kiss him again. She could just melt into him.
“I need- I need,” she mumbled against his lips. “Need you inside me so badly.”
“Take it,” he told her. She fumbled with his pants and pulled his rapidly hardening length out. She pushed her panties to the side and lined the head of his cock up with her entrance.
“Ah, ah..” Sakura cried out softly as she sank down onto him. She felt so nice and full . They went back to making out, Sakura barely moving except to squeeze her walls around him from time to time.
It was easier this way a lot of times. The couple still had their nights filled with desperate passion, but there were plenty of times they were too tired to really go at it. This helped their deep craving to be close to each other without having to spend too much energy.
“Turn the chair on.”
Sasuke reached over and fumbled with the controls, pressing buttons quickly in hopes of returning his attention to his beautiful wife. When the chair rumbled to life, he sighed in relief and wrapped his arm around Sakura’s bare waist once again.
The vibrations of the massage chair moved Sasuke’s hips just so, pushing him even deeper into Sakura. It was the perfect amount of friction. “Sasuke-kun,” Sakura gasped as her clit repeatedly rubbed against his pelvis. She buried her face against his neck and clung onto him tightly.
“Feels good?”
“So good,” she whined. All at once it was just right and not enough.
Sasuke felt totally blissed out from the combination of the massage chair and Sakura’s warm, soaked pussy gripping his cock. After they had been sitting together for a while, “I am going to cum inside you,” he murmured in her ear, “and you are going to stay put and take all of it.”
Sakura let out a much louder moan at the prospect of it. Sasuke’s hot cum overflowing in her pussy… “Give it to me,” she begged. She rocked against him. The steady vibration of the chair was getting her close too.
Sasuke was losing his composure, but he insisted she go first. It was only when her very talented husband licked the column of her neck that she felt ready to let go. “Oh, mm. Come inside me, I need it so bad.” If she sounded desperate it’s because she was.
Sasuke’s eyes rolled back as he felt his balls tighten and he released into Sakura’s perfect cunt. She listened to him and stayed seated on him, trying to keep every drop of his cum inside her. He stroked his hand reverently down her back, “My good girl.”
“T-turn the chair off now,” she told him after she started getting overstimulated and he started growing soft inside her. Sasuke was momentarily distracted by the way the vibrations made her tits jiggle, but he found the off button eventually. He leaned back against the chair. Sakura wanted to wipe that satisfied grin off his face, but she found she wore a similar one.
“The chair works,” she said.
“The chair works,” he agreed.