Broken Blossoms

7

In the days following the incident at the Hokage Tower, Naruto's possessiveness grew more intense. His every action was a constant reminder to Sakura of how deeply his jealousy ran. Whenever she showed signs of being overwhelmed, his condescending smile would cut through her like a knife.

"If it were Sasuke, would you still be ready to go?" he would ask, the bitterness in his voice unmistakable.

The question hurt her more than she could admit. She found herself constantly apologizing for her slip-ups, her words falling on deaf ears as Naruto chose to kiss her instead of acknowledging her apologies. Sakura understood that he was hurt and that kissing her seemed to be the only way he could tolerate her mouth for now.

Tonight, she lay sprawled on her back, her body a canvas of bruises from Naruto's mouth. He had either bitten or sucked on her skin, marking her as his own. He was between her thighs, his tongue working sensually, a slow tease that was driving her mad with desire.

Naruto had become addicted to going down on her. The moment she recovered from one orgasm, he was back down there, intent on ruining her again. Tonight was no different. His tongue stroked her with maddening slowness, and she called out to him in a haze of lust.

"Naruto-kun," she murmured, the honorific slipping from her lips without thought.

Naruto paused, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He pulled back slightly, looking up at her. "What did you call me?" he asked, his tone demanding yet laced with a dark pleasure.

"Naruto-kun," she repeated, her voice light and dazed with lust.

A smirk spread across his face. "Good. Continue calling me that from now on," he commanded, before diving back to his task with renewed vigor.

Sakura's body arched off the bed, her hands clutching the sheets as he brought her to a powerful climax. Her cries of pleasure filled the room, her voice repeatedly calling out, "Naruto-kun, Naruto-kun."

The sound of her calling him that, her voice dripping with need and submission, pleased Naruto immensely. It was the first step in twisting her into his perfect woman, one who was entirely devoted to him and no one else. He watched her come undone beneath him, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm, and felt a deep sense of satisfaction.

He moved up her body, his hands and lips tracing paths of possession on her skin. "You're mine, Sakura-chan," he whispered against her ear. "Only mine."

"Yes, Naruto-kun," she whispered back, her voice filled with a mixture of adoration and submission.

Naruto's eyes darkened with desire and satisfaction. He had broken through another barrier, inching closer to his goal. He knew that with each passing day, she would become more his, molded by his will and desire.

As he held her close, feeling her heartbeat steady against his chest, he whispered, "We'll make you forget about him completely, Sakura-chan. I promise."

She nodded, her eyes closing as exhaustion claimed her. The intensity of their encounters was wearing her down, but she found herself unable to resist him, unable to imagine a life without his touch.

Naruto watched her sleep, his mind already planning the next steps. He would continue to twist and mold her, ensuring that she would never look at anyone else but him. With every kiss, every touch, he would erase Sasuke from her mind and heart, replacing him with himself.

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Naruto and Sakura decided to spend their mutual day off shopping, a rare treat given their busy schedules. The day was sunny, perfect for a leisurely stroll through the village's bustling markets and boutique shops. As they entered a high-end clothing store, Sakura's eyes lit up with excitement. Naruto followed her with a predatory gaze, enjoying the sight of her trying on different outfits.

She seemed perfectly comfortable in his presence, letting her breasts hang freely between changes. Naruto's desire grew with each passing minute, his patience wearing thin. Finally, unable to resist any longer, he followed her into the changing room. He shut the door behind him, pressing her body against the mirror.

Sakura gasped, her breath hitching as she called out to him softly, "Naruto-kun..."

Naruto's lips trailed down her neck, leaving a path of heated kisses. His hands moved with purpose, cupping her breasts and playing with them, eliciting soft moans from Sakura. He forced his thigh between her legs, applying gentle pressure to her most sensitive spot.

"I want you to hump my thigh, Sakura-chan," he murmured against her ear, his voice husky with desire. "Lose your mind for me."

Sakura flushed, a mixture of embarrassment and arousal washing over her. They were in public, after all. But the way Naruto's voice wrapped around her, commanding and tender, made her comply without a second thought. She began to rock her hips against his thigh, her moans growing louder with each movement.

Naruto encouraged her, his hands gripping her waist as he kissed her deeply, their tongues entwining in a passionate dance. One of Sakura's hands reached back to hold his cheek, her voice breathless as she confessed, "I love your body, Naruto-kun."

He smirked, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "I love making you feel small. Be a good girl."

Sakura's heart raced at his words, the term of endearment sending a thrill through her. "I promise," she whispered back, her voice trembling with emotion.

Naruto's smirk widened, pleased with her submission. To reward her, he adjusted his thigh, increasing the pressure against her intimate place. He moved in rhythm with her hips, guiding her to the edge.

Sakura's moans grew louder, her body trembling with the impending climax. Naruto's hands moved possessively over her body, his touch firm and controlling. "That's it, Sakura-chan," he coaxed. "Let go for me."

With a final, powerful thrust of her hips, Sakura cried out, her body convulsing with pleasure. She clung to Naruto, her fingers digging into his shoulders as waves of ecstasy washed over her. Naruto held her tightly, his hands stroking her back as she rode out her orgasm.

When the intensity finally subsided, Sakura was left twitching in his arms, her sensitivity making every touch a jolt of pleasure. Naruto kissed her softly, his lips gentle against hers. "You did so well, my little princess," he murmured.

Sakura nodded weakly, her body still trembling. "Naruto-kun," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude and adoration.

Naruto helped her adjust her clothing, his hands lingering on her skin. He watched her with a satisfied smile as she composed herself. "Let's finish our shopping," he said, his voice warm and affectionate. "And then, we'll head home."

Sakura smiled back at him, her heart swelling with love and contentment. "Okay, Naruto-kun," she agreed, ready to continue their day together.