Naruto : Nameless Brothel

Sakura was still sitting in her corner, her gaze empty, her shoulders trembling. Her throat hurt where Sasuke had grabbed her, but it was nothing compared to the pain piercing her chest.

She couldn't believe her eyes. The coldness, the violence, the indifference... Was this really Sasuke? The man she had loved so much, for whom she had sacrificed everything?

No.

It couldn't end like this.

A weak arm reached up to wipe away the tears clinging to her lashes. Then, slowly, she straightened up.

"I will talk to him. One more time."

She didn't know what she was going to say, or even if her words would reach Sasuke... But she refused to give up on a simple rejection.

Her heart was pounding as she walked down the dark corridor of the hideout. The smell of dampness and cold stone enveloped her, the heavy silence making her more and more uneasy. She didn't know this place, and yet she moved forward, guided by a flickering hope.

Meanwhile, Sasuke was on the brink of madness. His usually sharp and piercing eyes clouded over. He felt his body betraying him, the pulsing of his own life force, like a snake ready to strike. He struggled internally, wondering what he should do. The image of Karine, with her enchanting beauty that he seemed to have only recently discovered, haunted his thoughts.

At that moment, his shaft contracted violently, the veins swelling and becoming more visible. Sasuke felt an animalistic force taking over him, a primal urge he couldn't control. He sprang up, hot water cascading down his body, and headed towards the door, guided by an instinctual drive.

The knock on the door sounded again, more urgent this time. Without thinking, Sasuke opened the door with a swift motion. Karine, caught off guard, found herself face to face with him, her eyes wide. Sasuke, in a beastly impulse, grabbed her by the waist and pinned her against the wall, his hand gripping her delicate neck.

"Sasuke-kun! What are you doing?" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement.

He did not answer, his gaze fixed on her lips. The burning passion within him was palpable. He quickly undid the buttons of her blouse, revealing her soft and bare skin. Karine couldn't help but blush, feeling her heart racing.

The sight of her crush's naked body with his hard shaft awakened in her emotions that had been repressed for so long.

Sasuke swiftly undressed her, his agile hands gliding over her skin like snakes. He threw her onto the bed, his hard and impatient shaft pointing towards her. Karine, caught in a whirlwind of emotions, let herself go, her body responding to the call of passion.

He lay on top of her, his weight sinking into the mattress. His mouth, burning, claimed her lips, kissing them with a wild intensity. His teeth grazed her skin, leaving light marks, evidence of his desire.

"Arghhh..." Karine moaned, her hands resting on his muscular shoulders. She felt his warmth, his strength, and let herself be swept away by the whirlwind of passion. Sasuke, guided by his instinct, began to caress her, his hands exploring her body with surprising expertise. He knew every inch of her skin, every curve, and he explored them with a delicacy tinged with brutality.

He moved down her neck, his burning lips following the path of his hands. He reached her breasts, taking them in his hands, squeezing them with a controlled force. Karine arched her back, letting out a deep sigh, her eyes closed, surrendering to pleasure. "Come on, Sasuke-kun, do whatever you want to me... don't hold back."

Sasuke, with instinctively acquired skill, removed the remnants of her clothes, leaving her naked and wet pussy open to him. He looked at her, his dark, intense eyes as if he was trying to read her soul. Karine, hypnotized, couldn't look away.

He approached, his shaft brushing against her stomach, leaving a trail of warmth on her skin. He guided her towards his intimacy, his lips brushing against her neck. Karine, caught in a whirlwind of sensations, opened her legs, inviting him to enter her.

Sasuke entered her in one swift and powerful movement.

"Hush... Argh... Sas..." Karine let out a muffled cry, her body tensing under the impact. He began to move, his hips swaying with a controlled force. Each thrust was an explosion of pleasure, a wild and sensual dance.

The room filled with their moans, their sighs, creating an erotic symphony. Sasuke, guided by instinct, quickened the pace, his movements becoming more frantic. Karine, lost in a sea of sensations, let herself go, her body responding to each movement of her partner.

The tension rose, excitement reached its peak. Sasuke felt a surge of pleasure overwhelm him, his shaft pulsating inside her. Karine, at the same time, reached her own climax, her body contracting around him. They stayed still, their trembling bodies united in a moment of pure ecstasy.

The passion gradually faded, giving way to a gentle lethargy. Exhausted, Sasuke lay down beside her, his hand caressing her neck. Karine, eyes half-closed, smiled, happy to have succumbed to the aphrodisiac of her own accord.

"That was... incredible," she murmured in a hoarse voice.

Sasuke, his eyes still clouded, gave a devilish smile on his lips. He sat up, locking his gaze with Karine's.

"What..." Before she could finish her sentence, Sasuke's hand gripped her neck, pressing her slightly into the mattress.

"Who said it was over?" He whispered to her.

Behind the door stood Sakura, her shoulders shaking with silent sobs. Her face was bathed in tears, her gaze lost, broken.

She hadn't expected to witness such a scene. In her search for Sasuke, she had followed Karin, thinking it would lead her to him. She had no idea she was about to witness such a scene, one that would shatter what little hope she had left.

And now, everything was clear.

She had finally opened her eyes to a truth she had always refused to see: her feelings for Sasuke had never mattered.

She, who had been willing to give up everything for him... who had betrayed her own village, given up everything she had built... For what?

For a man who saw her only as a useless burden.

A dull pain spread in her chest, more devastating than fear or sadness. It was no longer just rejection. It was a brutal, relentless truth: Sasuke would never return.

And she, she was nothing more than a forgotten silhouette on the doorstep, a stranger in a world where she had never belonged.