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"he never..." sakura trails off. the way ino is looking at her makes her blush. it's embarrassing to talk about. sakura clears her throat and tries again. "you know. went down on me, i guess."

ino blinks. "he what? never? not even once?"

sakura knew she was going to regret this conversation. "well, I mean. he was never really home. and after we had sarada there was never really time and it just never happened-"

"sakura, honey." ino places her hand on sakura's thigh and sakura's heartbeat jumps. "that is no excuse."

"well, things didn't work out with him anyway," she mutters and looks away. maybe they should have stayed in the living room. but when ino took her hand and dragged her up into her bedroom, and practically threw sakura onto the bed, sakura couldn't argue.

actually. sakura had long ago become the stronger of the two and could have easily fought ino off. and, well, maybe she didn't want to.

she had always liked the attention from the pretty girl. and her original crush on sasuke was an attempt to keep ino's attention. but where had the whole relationship and even marriage of sasuke gotten her? it was a pathetic, unfulfilling relationship. naruto always held sasuke's full attention. sakura doesn't know why she tried to compete. why had sasuke even agreed to anything with her in the first place?

a soft hand on her cheek pulls sakura out of her thoughts. "hey, stay with me, darling," ino says softly.

when did she get so close? sakura's face flushes bright red. "it's just hard," sakura mumbles. she always feels the need to explain herself when it comes to sasuke.

"i get it," ino says, her thumb gently strokes sakura's cheek. a softness sakura never knew she craved until this very moment. "i get it. don't worry."

sakura doesn't know what washes over her. doesn't understand the intense urge to lean into ino's every touch, doesn't get why she keeps glancing at ino's lips. it's not a want, no, its far stronger than that. a need, a necessity.

she wants ino's hands all over her, to touch and feel. she wants ino's lips on hers, on her neck and chest.

instead, sakura just stares wide-eyed at ino. a little dumb. a little naive. she's been missing out on so much for so long, all over a childhood crush she didn't let go of.

"ino," sakura says softly. there's a desperation in her voice she's never heard before.

ino blushes. face going bright red. it's pretty. it looks good on her. "yeah, sakura?"

sakura doesn't know where she finds the confidence to say it, but she's glad it was there.

"i need you."

and like ino has been waiting for sakura to say those three words for her whole life, she kisses sakura deeply.

sakura wishes she could say she's been kissed like this before. she wishes she could say she's been held like this before. ino's hand on her hip and holding her cheek is all sakura can focus on.

and god, her kisses. intense, yet soft and gentle. slow and careful. it's all sakura can do to follow. she feels a little inexperienced, despite having kissed people before. yeah, people. there was that one drunken night with naruto before he had gotten married. things didn't go far, but... it had definitely awakened something in her. not for naruto, definitely not. but something that had lied dormant, something that needed to be sparked awake.

something that roars inside of her when ino slips her thigh between sakura's legs.

"ino," sakura breathes. she puts her hands on ino's shoulders, needing to pull her closer. she can't let this moment go away, not yet. "ino, please."

"i'll make you feel good, sakura," ino whispers, her voice rough. it shoots to sakura's stomach, heating up. igniting something she's only felt a few times before. "you trust me, right?"

sakura nods, desperate. she brings one hand to the back of ino's neck, pulling her back in.

it's nothing new, but it's all so new. the touching, the warmth, the need, the electricity in her skin.

sakura moans when ino's thigh presses closer, rubbing just right. and sakura can't help but move her hips, desperate to feel that again.

ino breathes out against sakura's lips. "you're making it hard to go slow," she whispers.

"then don't," sakura replies, looking up into ino's beautiful blue eyes, desperate to make her understand. to see what she needs.

ino giggles. "I need to. trust me. you'll thank me for it, babe."

ino gently pushes sakura's shoulder. "lay back, gorgeous. just relax, okay?"

sakura is ready to kiss ino once again, ready to kiss her for hours, and instead ino places a gentle kiss to her chin. a kiss down her jaw, to the sensitive, ticklish skin of her neck. ino has to be able to feel sakura's quick pulse, her quick breathing. its all so much, all feelings she's never felt in such an intense way before.

ino's tongue touches sakura's neck and sakura's body twitches, her legs close around ino's thigh. sakura laughs nervously, a little embarrassed by her reaction.

ino rubs sakura's thigh. "relax, baby," ino whispers against sakura's neck, making the latter shiver. "can i touch you?" she asks.

sakura nods. "yes. yes, please."

sakura's touched herself a few times. a few awkward times. never really understanding what to do, but wanting make herself feel good. but in the end, she didn't get why people did it.

ino sits up and pulls her shirt off. sakura can't help but stare. ino's always been blessed. she's got the perfect body. perfect boobs that seem to defy gravity, a slim waist, wide hips. pale skin laced with scars and stretch marks.

"god, sakura, if i knew you would look at me like that, i would have done this sooner." ino's blushing. sakura made the ever confident, ever loved, perfect ino blush.

"i'm just looking at you," sakura mutters, unable to pull her eyes away.

"come on, don't leave me hanging." ino gently tugs at sakura's shirt.

flustered, embarassed, and feeling way too many feelings, sakura sits up. she looks away from ino as she takes her shirt off. she's never been as pretty as ino. her small boobs sit wide apart from each other and hang sadly. her body is straight, not curved elegantly like ino's. nasty scars tear at her skin, constant reminders of all the things she went through. the horrors she's seen, the battles she's faced. she's never had the same natural beauty the other girls around her have.

not to mention the bit of pudge in her stomach after being pregnant. everything about her is a bit thicker, a bit wider.

and yet, ino beholds sakura like she's a goddess. hands gentle like she's touching an ancient statue. sakura blushes as ino fingers touch the scars and faint bruises.

"you're gorgeous," ino breathes the words like a prayer. "you always have been."

sakura laughs nervously. "you're just saying that."

"I wouldn't lie about this, sakura."

and that intensity, that seriousness, the being worshipped as a holy being, makes sakura feel a hunger she's never felt before. a need that she's needed filled this whole time yet only now is aware of it.

ino leans forward and kisses sakura with a soft intensity. ino pulls sakura's hips closer and pushes her back. and all sakura can do is follow. all she wants to do is follow ino unquestioningly.

so sakura lets herself be kissed, and loved, and cherished in a way she's never felt before. her skin burns where ino touches her and sparks fly when ino's lips touch her skin.

ino kisses soft but reverently. she kisses sakura like a whisper, a prayer, and a bold declaration.

ino's hands slip down sakura's waist, dipping into her leggins. ino returns to take sakura's lips. and sakura gets distracted in the kiss, grabbing onto ino like it's the only thing grounding her.

sakura gasps when ino touches her, where all of the pleasure has been resting, needing, waiting for this. gentle circles make sakura throw her head back. fuck, how has she never figured this out.

"good?" ino asks softly and kisses sakura's neck.

sakura only nods, but good is not a good enough word to describe it. she tries to squeeze her thighs together, only to be stopped by ino's body. she grips the sheets in her hands- ino's pretty lavender sheets.

ino kisses sakura's chest, those soft, sweet kisses. sakura gasps when ino takes her nipple onto her mouth. ino nips lightly and then sucks. sakura arches her back, her hips move of their own accord.

the noises she's making are embarrassing. soft, desperate gasps and moans. but the sounds only seem to increase the hungry look in ino's eyes.

ino's fingers suddenly stop and she pulls away to look sakura in her eyes. the intensity makes her nervous, but her cunt seems to think otherwise.

"let me eat you out," ino says, voice rougher than sakura's ever heard it. it makes her pussy throb. "please, sakura."

sakura needs to keep feeling good. needs to keep this going, to reach that delicious peak she's been hearing of.

and she wants to make ino proud. she wants to keep that look in ino's eyes. the hunger feels so good. but there's also a fondness, a softness in ino's eyes.

if sakura's being completely honest, she brought up sasuke's lack of performance for a reason.

she gets nervous as more clothes get removed, leaving her exposed to the world.

ino gently rubs sakura's thighs. "you can put your shirt back on, if it makes you more comfortable." sakura hesitates. "really, sweetie, I don't mind."

sakura instead grabs the oversized t-shirt ino was wearing and puts it on. ino's eyes flash with an emotion sakura's never seen before.

wait. yes, she has seen it. between sasuke and naruto. when someone else says something about either of them. that intensity, that need-

it's possession.

and maybe it's that look that gives sakura a little confidence. maybe it's what makes sakura spread her legs and give ino a little pout.

and then ino's mouth is finally on sakura's cunt and sakura feels so good.

her tongue is even better than her fingers felt. ino's hands hold sakura's thighs firmly, fingers digging into the toned muscles there.

sakura throws her hand into ino's soft blond hair. sakura feels like she's unable to control herself. she tugs at ino's hair and moans loud and unashamed.

it feels too much and not enough at once. sakura begs, but she doesn't even know what she's begging for.

ino gives a breathy laugh against sakura's soaking cunt and sakura shudders. ino places an open-mouthed, wet kiss against sakura's cunt and sakura's hips jerk. "feeling good?"

sakura groans. "don't stop, please."

ino licks sakura's pussy, like she's savoring the taste. "you're doing so good, sakura," ino says softly and takes another lick. sakura thinks she's forgetting how to breathe. "sound so pretty for me."

sakura swears as her pussy clenches around nothing. she wants something to fill her up, but she doesn't know what or even how to ask. all words in her brain turn to syrup. every word she tries to form just turns into a moan or a whine as she begs.

as if knowing exactly what sakura wants, two fingers delve into her cunt and ino's back to suck at sakura's clit with no warning. sakura cries out at her back arches away from the bed. all she can do is hold on to the sheets for dear life, like it's the only thing keeping her from floating away.

the pleasure is building and building. she feels like a volcano about to erupt.

ino curls her fingers and sakura explodes. her body shakes, moaning loud. she feels new again, whole and complete.

sakura tries to push ino away but ino doesn't stop until sakura's nerves stop tingling with pleasure.

sakura gasps, trying to catch her breath only for ino to shove her tongue in sakura's mouth. and sakura moans and kisses back.

she feels fuzzy around the edges. a little dizzy with the lingering electricity.

sakura manages to meet ino's eyes. "why haven't we done that sooner?"

ino giggles. "I think you, sweetie. let's take a bath, yeah? I don't want to be done with you yet."

sakura is quick to follow ino's lead. just as she always has been.

#this was supposed to be a fun little sakura getting eaten out for the first time and then something possessed me #gal pals yknow #please. just. i didnt proof reqd this #so ignore typos please #jdksbdl #bex thoughts #naruto #sakuino #inosaku

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