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Title: you asked for it Summary: She tells him to make a better use of his mouth, and he does just that. Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto. Prompt: Glory Rating: M Warning(s): SMUT AGAIN. WITH LOTS OF SEXUAL TENSION BEFOREHAND. HEHE. And also, this is LOTR!AU. Comments: I’ve been waiting ages to write this AU and something about lilithkiss‘s smut fanart of this AU and yeah HERE IT IS. Also, TOTAL BIRTHDAY GIFT TO THE WONDERFUL LORE!
She couldn’t breathe.
Moments ago, she might have been pissed at him, might have been livid enough to want to rip his damn stupid elvish head off his shoulders, but with the way he had cornered her, his hands on her each side of her head as he looked at her, dark eyes intense and sensual, filled with the most sinful of feelings, she couldn’t find it in herself to even muster any ounce of anger.
At the way his mouth lifted in the corner, and at how one single brow raised just so, he knew exactly what he was doing to her.
There was something strangely arousing in seeing a usually apathetic and collected elf showing the most subtle, but powerful signs of desire and interest.
Sasuke, like all his other kind, had never been prone to expressing his emotions, no matter how positive or negative. He’d only ever shown that side of himself in their most dire times, like that night they fought the wretched guardian beast of the old dwarf caves, where they’d almost lost their guide, Kakashi, in the midst of it all.
But this was something entirely different. They were in his family’s own Elven lands, safe from any harm and hidden from the rest of the world. She wasn’t sick or hurt or dying—there was no reason for him to display such bursts of… non-apathy. What could have possibly brought on this sort of freedom in expression? What could have possibly swayed him out of his usual comfort zone of practised disinterest, and into this complete lack of suppression for the simplest—
A gasp left her lips as he suddenly leaned forward some more, hands sliding to her face, one skimming fingers teasingly over her right shoulder, while the other cupped her jaw so gently that she felt he might as well have not been holding it at all. The tip of his nose nudged alongside hers, lips fluttering teasingly over hers—but never touching—while he watched her carefully, the heat in his stare still blazing. Sakura let out a shaky breath at that, unable to stop her gaze from dropping to his mouth hovering over hers, still.