Forbidden Attraction

Chapter 25: Desire Against Rules

Hinata's words stung Sasuke, and he looked at her with a mixture of sadness and frustration. "I-I just think that it's not good for both of us. I also know for a fact that Sakura would be hurt," she stuttered, her voice barely above a whisper.

"That didn't stop you before," Sasuke replied angrily, his emotions getting the better of him.

Hinata sighed, tears welling up in her eyes. She was torn between her feelings for Sasuke and her sense of loyalty towards Sakura, her friend.

Before she could talk again, Sasuke kissed her passionately, over and over again. Hinata's resolve weakened as she gave in to the temptation, unable to resist the pull she felt towards him. Being with Sasuke made her feel complete in a way she had never experienced before.

But as they kissed, Hinata couldn't help but feel conflicted. She knew that love was out of the question at this point, considering they had only been seeing each other for two weeks. She was torn between her feelings for Sasuke and the guilt of potentially hurting Sakura, and the internal battle raged on within her.

As the kiss deepened, Sasuke's hands moved possessively over Hinata's body, igniting a fire within her. She melted into his touch, craving his closeness, the guilt slowly leaving her conscience. She pulled back slightly, breathless, and looked into Sasuke's eyes, which were filled with desire.

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Sakura was seething with anger and hurt. She couldn't believe that he had just left, without even trying to apologize or explain himself. It wasn't her fault that his body had reacted the way it did, it was his own responsibility. She was determined to find him and confront him, to get some answers and make him understand the pain he had caused her.

Without wasting any time, Sakura got out of bed and quickly got dressed. She moved with a sense of urgency, her frustration fueling her determination. She first searched the immediate vicinity outside, looking around for any sign of him. When she didn't find him, she started calling the people she knew he would hang out with, but they all gave her the same answer - they hadn't seen him.

Feeling increasingly desperate, Sakura made her way to the elevator and rode it down to the lobby. She needed to find him, to make him understand the hurt he had caused her. As the elevator doors opened, she stepped out and scanned the area, hoping to catch a glimpse of him.

Sakura's heart sank as she rode the elevator up to Hinata's apartment, her hope dwindling with each passing moment. She desperately wanted to find Sasuke and get some answers, but as she arrived, all she could hear were moans and groans coming from inside. Realizing that Hinata was occupied, Sakura decided not to disturb her friend and turned to leave. It was clear that Hinata wouldn't have any information about Sasuke's whereabouts.

Feeling frustrated and helpless, Sakura tried calling Sasuke again, but there was no response. She paced back and forth in his apartment, checking her phone incessantly, hoping for a call or a text from him. But time dragged on, and one hour later, there was still no word from Sasuke.

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Here she lay naked with Sasuke holding onto her. She turned to look at him and noticed that he had fallen asleep. His phone rang, and she saw Sakura's photo on the screen. Hinata sighed, feeling unsure of what to do. Wasn't this breaking rule number 3: No sleepovers? It was even riskier since Sakura was just two floors below them. What would Sasuke tell her tomorrow about where he had slept? Hinata sighed again as she tried to gently extract herself from his arms, but he instinctively pulled her in tighter, unwilling to let her go.

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Sakura's anxiety grew, and she tried calling him again, only to be met with silence. Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions - anger, hurt, confusion - as she waited for any sign of Sasuke. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, her phone chimed with a text message.

'Staying at a hotel. Needed time to think.' The text from Sasuke was short and cryptic, but it was a relief to hear from him at last. Sakura's heart clenched with a mix of emotions - relief that he was okay, but also frustration that he had left without telling her where.

She stared at the text for a moment, unsure of how to respond. Part of her wanted to rush to the hotel and confront him, but another part of her knew that he needed space to think. With a sigh, she decided to give him the time he needed and replied, 'Take all the time you need. But we need to talk.'

Sakura set her phone down, her mind swirling with thoughts and emotions. She was determined to have a conversation with Sasuke and get to the bottom of things, but she also knew that it wouldn't be easy. For now, she had to wait.

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Hinata let out a sigh of relief when Sakura answered the text without asking for the name of the hotel. Her tension eased slightly as she looked down at Sasuke, who was still sleeping. She couldn't stay mad at him, not when she understood that his body's reactions were beyond his control. It wasn't his fault that he couldn't be as sexual with Sakura anymore, and she empathized with his struggles.

Setting the phone down, Hinata turned around and nestled her head on Sasuke's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. It was a calming rhythm that lulled her into a sense of peace. She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of his body against hers, and soon drifted off to sleep.

Hinata woke up the next morning to the sensation of lips brushing against her neck, and she was momentarily surprised before realizing that Sasuke had spent the night. She opened her eyes to find him smirking down at her, and she couldn't help but let out a giggle.

"I knew you couldn't resist me," Sasuke said with a self-assured smirk, his dark eyes twinkling with mischief.

"You're so cocky, it's unbelievable," Hinata retorted playfully, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his chest.

His smirk only grew wider. "But you like it though," he replied, leaning in to kiss her neck again.

Hinata felt a shiver run down her spine at his touch. "What happened to rule number 3?" she asked, her voice soft.

"Fuck the rules," Sasuke replied without missing a beat, going back to kissing her neck with renewed fervor, as if daring anyone or anything to come between them.

"S-Sakura's looking for you," Hinata managed to say, her fingers gently pushing against his chest, trying to create some distance.

Sasuke was lost in the moment, his lips fervently exploring Hinata's neck, barely registering her words. "I don't care," he murmured between kisses, his desire for her visible in his actions. "Let's skip school," he whispered against her skin, his voice low and husky with want.

Hinata frowned, her sense of responsibility tugging at her. "You know we both can't," she said softly, trying to bring some rationality into the heated moment.

Sasuke pulled back and looked at her with a teasing smirk. "Just say you're sick," he suggested, brushing a lock of hair away from her face. "Don't worry about me."

Hinata sighed, feeling torn between her obligations and her longing for Sasuke. "Ugh, fine," she relented, giving in to the temptation he presented.

Sasuke's smirk widened into a satisfied grin, and he pulled her into a passionate kiss, his lips hungrily seeking hers. Hinata melted into his embrace, momentarily forgetting her worries about school as their desires took over.