Summary: Sasuke got Sakura all hot and bothered (Rated T, very likely M)
When Sakura came back to her apartment from her long and studious day in the library, she did not expect a running shower head and a full on naked body. But it got a lot worse when she realized that it Uchiha Sasuke’s naked body.
She didn’t know what he was doing in her apartment, despite their six months relationship (she’s not ready to move in with him yet), or how he has obtained the keys to her apartment. Of course his frequent visits are normal, but he’d never done it alone while she’s absent and has never used any of her domestic appliances, nevertheless, the fricking shower. So many questions ran through her head, but only one thing, well, one body, she focuses on.
The tall and masculine figure that drowns himself under the shower, didn’t seem to notice the pinkette. Oh, but she was noticing him alright. She (ogles) stares at the hunched back and closed black eyes that relaxed and subdued into the steaming water. His eyebrows furrowed under the pressure of the falling stream of water. His hair was flat and wet flowing straight down and occasionally wobbles due to the pull of gravity, with water drops constantly falling at the tip of his silky yet rough textured hair. His compacted muscles rippled effortlessly without the need for flexing as the clear liquid trailed down his wide and strong deltoids and traveled along the large biceps, then around triceps that he uses to wrap around her frail body (and possibly do other things with). She tells herself that this is wrong, and that the steam coming out of the shower was burning and igniting her desires, but she definately did not miss how the shinning water slips down his oh so well toned chest and flows over each of his oh so well toned abs like they’d encountered multiple speed bumps at the same time. Gosh he is perfect, perfect in his most naked and open glory, he do things like this without the care and knowledge of the effects he has on her, and oh how she hates him for it, for tainting her innocent and fairy-like mind like Hades’ dangerous infactuation and interaction with the sacred Persephone. She is tempted to examine him even more, go a bit lower, strips him off even more with her eyes if that’s even possible but Sakura stops herself abruptly, before things got worse. Things, as in, the churning feeling in the stomache and the growing hotness in her abdomenon.
She did her best to turn away, planned to run into the kitchen, wash her face with cold, cold, freezing water. She needed to get away from the steam, away from the heat, and fast. But she is stopped with the same biceps that she’d ogled observed before, wrapping around her tiny waist as she did a small and disrupted squeak. He knew. All this time. He knew. His scent intoxicate her and fused with the evaporated steam. She could feel his pleased and lustful smirk when he purrs:
"Since you’re already here, why don’t you join me?"
Sakura tries her hardest to not subdue to her weak knees and listens to his invitation very carefully. Her face became a deepened red flush when she realizes Sasuke’s exposed and naked body pressed up against hers.
A/N: I was reading some awesomeeee Jinny Skeans fanfics, its like 1AM, but goddamn it inspired me (Horizon especially, so go read it if you haven’t). I need to let off some steam you know, the wait for the new chapter is long, but I offer my condolences to Kishimoto, hope he is doing well, but how well can you do really, with the loss of someone so close to you?