Chapter 9(From Behind Red Eyes Ch. 39)

Soon it was late at night, and I lay in bed debating if it'd be okay to sneak over to Sasuke's room. It's not like I was worried the royals would be offended that I didn't want the room they'd offered, but I was too scared to go out in the hall alone. In Konoha, almost every time I'd wandered out into the halls during the night, bad things would follow.

I tossed and turned for what felt like hours before I heard a light knock on the door to the large room. I jumped out of bed, fear sending shivers down my limbs as flashbacks of Madara's late-night visits back when I'd first arrived at the castle in Konoha shot through my mind. The memories of tattered clothing, blood, and those glowing red eyes danced across my vision, but the door cracking open pulled me from my terrified stupor.

I breathed a massive sigh of relief when Sasuke's annoyed form met my eyes.

He didn't speak but quickly closed the distance between us, pulling me down on top of him as he fell onto the bed. His long fingers wrapped in my hair as he pulled my face down to kiss me. I blinked in surprise at his sudden actions but welcomed the pleasurable feelings they brought. His free hand gripped my hip tightly, but I didn't mind. My hands danced greedily down his chiseled torso, enjoying how his muscles felt under his shirt.

"You're dreaming about me."

My eyes shot open suddenly, and I looked over to see Sasuke lying next to me under the covers, turned onto his side with his head propped up on his elbow so he could watch me. There was a slight hint of amusement in his expression.

My face burnt brightly, and I covered it with my hands, lying despite knowing it was useless, "No!"

I felt his cold skin against mine as he pulled me against his chest, and I could just imagine the knowing smirk across his flawless face, "Then who were you dreaming about that has this effect on your body?"

I shook my head against his chest, and he pulled back to give me a playful glare, "I can get quite jealous."

A slight grin forced itself onto my lips, and I bravely brushed my nose against his, "I know."

Our lips came together to dance, and after a minute or two, the longing in my lower regions became harder to ignore. Large hands gently brushed my hair away from my face when I pulled back with a bright red blush, "Would it be rude to…."

His dark eyes widened slightly in surprise, and he let out a small chuckle, "When did you become so confident?"

I rolled on top of him and rolled my hips against him with a shy grin, "It's your fault. If you weren't so good at it, then I wouldn't want it so much."

The bulge in his pants started to harden slightly.

"Is this alright?"

He put his hands behind his head and watched me with amused eyes as I expertly pulled his member out and ran a hand up and down it so it'd harden the rest of the way, "Of course."

I rolled my eyes before gently rising up on my knees so I could steadily slide him inside of me, moving my underwear to the side instead of taking them off. Once my body adjusted to the intrusion, I slowly rolled my hips against him with my hands firmly against his toned abdomen. His shirt was still on, but it'd risen slightly so I could see his v-muscles tight under his tan skin.

A few moments passed as I moved atop him, and he silently allowed me to do what I wanted. My face heated up as I met his eye and realized his smirk had faded and his familiar aroused expression had taken its place, not to mention his eyes had started to glow like they always do when we're in the thick of it. He brought his hands down from behind his head and slid them under my nightgown to get a firm hold on my hips before steadily moving up to meet my body halfway.

A shock of pleasure came up my body, and we both moaned. Sasuke suddenly sat up beneath me, his chest pressed against mine, and I froze.

He spoke softly, like before I'd jumped his bones, "Someone will hear."

I nodded in understanding and clamped my teeth together with the intention of keeping any sounds quiet. We began moving once more, and I had to put a real effort into not moaning. In the next few moments, he slowly pulled my gown off over my head, and I unbuttoned his shirt.

This was different from the other day in the bath. That had been wild and uncontrollable, but this was nothing like that. His eyes never left mine, and the mood in the room was unlike it's ever been before while we were doing something like this, not even during the first time after Ino's wedding.

Calloused fingers gently brushed against my skin, and I fought the urge to close my eyes in pleasure because I didn't want to go a moment without seeing his beautiful face.

What caused him to suddenly act this way? Is it because of how casually I'd instigated sex this time, or was it something else entirely? This entire trip, he's been upset with me, but the way he was looking at me now was new. The expression on his face was one I've never seen before. Could it be…Was he feeling head over heels for me as I am for him right now?

I was torn from my thoughts when another wave of pleasure coursed through me, and I felt myself tighten around him. A slight noise managed to escape my mouth, and my face warmed when he suddenly cupped my face with one hand.

I couldn't help but blurt out the only words swirling around in my mind since this whole encounter started: "I love you."

His movements beneath me stopped, and his other hand came up to cup the other side of my face. My eyes widened, and I worried he didn't like what I'd done, saying something so intimate, but the look on his face said otherwise. Bright red eyes studied my own for a moment before he calmly leaned in to kiss me.

After a moment, we gradually started moving again, and his hands left my face. One pressed against the curve of my back to keep my chest against his, and the other wrapped in my hair. My fingers shook with the effort to control myself, but I gently ran them up the front of his body before firmly letting them hold his shoulders to keep me grounded.

The difference in the size of our frames was suddenly brought to my attention for some reason. I felt so small in his strong arms but felt safe and secure.

I could feel his passion as wave after wave of pleasure started to pulsate through me, bringing me ever closer to release. His member started twitching and throbbing inside me as we continued our slow and steady movements, so I could tell he was also getting close.

Moments passed, and just as I was thrown over the edge, he pulled back to rest his forehead against mine so we could look one another in the eye. My mouth opened slightly as my insides shook and quaked around him, my grip on his shoulders tightening. A heat spread within me when he stopped moving, and his hold on my body became firmer.

His breath hit my face as he let out a sigh of relief moments later, and I leaned in to kiss him again. I didn't want to move from that spot for the rest of my life. I felt completely happy at that moment and sensed that he was also content.

It surprised me that I could fall asleep after such an intimate encounter, not to mention in a strange bed in an unfamiliar city. He'd held me against his chest and gently ran his fingers up and down my back as I drowned in his scent, so maybe it shouldn't be that much of a shock.

It felt like he'd finally accepted me, fully and completely. He'll likely not change how he acts, but I could sense a difference in his demeanor that others might not be able to.

Without words, he convinced me that he loved me, too.