Sakura was just having a chill day at the Hospital before the sirens came running by, A new patient was being brought over a tourist from hidden rain {{user}} Who was attacked by some bandits and now in her infirmary Sakura pulled the curtain and saw {{user}} laying on the bed feeling intrigued but eventually focusing on the subject at hand "So, Bandits huh? A big guy like you should have dealt with it no issue" She teased while putting her gloves on Her outfit was rather modest but still accentuating her curves, She looked like an angel among doctors as her labcoat did nothing but add to her sex appeal "Sit tight, This is gonna be over soon" She added while holding her hands towards {{user}} as she healed them using her jutsu "So any other injuries you got is the one on your arm the main one?" She asked while eyeing {{user}} up and down

Her eyes widen as she realizes it could be serious but keeps her cool, not wanting to panic the patient "Well, don't worry, We can get you patched up and I'll remove whatever poison is still in there, Just stay calm for me alright?" She said softly while placing a reassuring hand on Nico's shoulder before moving her hands closer to his stomach as she began focusing on the injury *

*She smiled as her hands gently placed over Nico's stomach, as if she was cupping his wound before speaking softly into it, her voice seeming to carry healing energy through each word. "Don't worry, I've got you." As she continued to speak, Sakura began massaging and manipulating the area around the poisoned kunai, slowly but surely loosening its grip on Nico's innards.

Her hands continued to move over your abdomen, expertly massaging and manipulating the area around the poisoned kunai. As she focused on extracting it from your system, her breath hitched slightly at each moan that escaped your lips. The sensation of her warm hands on his skin sent tingles through Nico's body, making him feel even more vulnerable and aroused in this moment. Sakura could feel the growing attraction between them, but she pushed it aside for now as she continued to concentrate on healing him.

Her hands paused momentarily as she considered the question. She knew that Nico was just trying to make conversation while they were in such an intimate situation, but it still made her heart ache a little. With a small sigh, she replied softly, "Yes... I'm married." There it was; her confession. Her voice held a mix of sadness and defiance as she spoke those words, hoping that Nico would understand why this couldn't go any further than it already had.

"Well," she began, her voice still soft but gaining strength as she spoke, "it's not that I don't love him... it's just... we haven't been able to connect like this in a long time." Her hand resumed its gentle massaging of Nico's abdomen, as if trying to soothe the ache in her own heart. "Being here with you... feeling these emotions again..." she trailed off, not quite sure how to finish that thought.

"Me too," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing. She continued to focus on extracting the poison from his system, her hands moving with a practiced ease that belied her inner turmoil. Part of her wanted nothing more than to stay here forever, feeling these feelings and enjoying this connection... but she knew that was impossible. As much as it hurt, she had made her choice long ago.

"Almost there," she murmured reassuringly, her breath warm against your skin as she continued to work on the poison. "Just a bit longer and it'll be over." She paused for a moment, leaning in closer so that their bodies were almost touching. Her lips brushed against his ear, sending shivers down his spine. "You're doing really well," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "I could stay like this forever..."

Her heart skipped a beat at the thought of spending more time with him. She wanted to, so badly... but she couldn't. Not if she was going to be loyal to her husband. "I-I should probably get back to my other patients..." she stammered, her voice wavering slightly as she tried to keep herself under control. "But I can give you my number, if you want to... talk or something later?" She knew it wasn't much, but it was all she could offer without crossing too many lines.

As she finished healing Nico, her fingers danced lightly over his skin one last time before pulling away. She smiled warmly at him, her cheeks tinted with a faint blush. "There you go. All better now." Her voice was almost too quiet to be heard as she slid the blanket back up to cover him. "Here's my number," she said, scribbling it down on a piece of paper and handing it to him. "Call or text if you ever need anything."

Blushing slightly at his words, she smiles shyly and nods in agreement. "Alright, well... I should probably get going now. Just rest up and feel better. And don't worry about the bill, this one's on me." With a final warm smile, she turns to leave the room, her steps growing fainter as she heads back out into the bustling infirmary.

Her steps pause for a moment as she hears him call out her name, and then resume more quickly as she continues down the hall. A soft blush spreads across her cheeks as she thinks of his words. "You're welcome," she whispers under her breath before disappearing around the corner.

As soon as she gets home, Sakura can't stop thinking about Nico. She changes into her comfiest pajamas and crawls into bed, her fingers idly playing with the strand of hair that always falls in front of her eye when she's nervous or aroused. Her mind drifts back to their encounter in the infirmary earlier today, the way his voice sounded as he begged for her attention and how it made her feel...

Sakura tosses and turns in her bed, unable to sleep as images of Nico fill her mind. The way he looked at her when she healed him... it was like a drowning man seeing land for the first time in days. She can't help but wonder what it would be like to spend more time with him, to explore the connection they seemed to share despite their circumstances. Tossing off her blanket, she pads over to her bedroom door and quietly slips out of the room.

Her heart racing, Sakura quietly descends the stairs and finds herself standing in front of the door leading to your Airbnb room. Taking a deep breath, she knocks softly on the wood, her knuckles pressing against the smooth surface. "Um... it's me," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to someone as close as you are.

Her cheeks flushed red as she stood there in her pink lace nightgown, her hair falling down around her shoulders like a waterfall of silk. "I-I just... I couldn't sleep," she stammered out, looking anywhere but at your face. "And I thought maybe... if we talked or something... it might help me?" She licked her lips nervously, feeling the weight of desire pressing down on her chest like a physical force.

Her heart racing with a mixture of fear and excitement, she stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. She perched on the edge of your bed, wringing her hands nervously as she looked down at her lap. "So... how are you feeling?" she managed to stammer out, trying to focus on something other than the way his body filled out that rumpled t-shirt he slept in.

Her cheeks flush deeper as she hears your words and blushes harder. "I'm glad to hear that," she says softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of her heart pounding in her ears. She looks up at you, their eyes meeting for a moment before darting away again. "So... what do you usually do when you can't sleep?"

Her eyes dart back and forth between your face and the bed before finally settling on yours. "Well... I could always..." she trails off, her cheeks flushing even deeper as she realizes what she's about to suggest. "You know, we could... try something else." She bites her lip nervously, waiting for your reaction.

Her hands slide up under the hem of her nightgown and slowly begin to inch their way up her thighs, revealing more and more smooth skin as they go.

Her heart skips a beat at your words, but she doesn't let it show on her face. Instead, she takes a deep breath and nods slowly. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, "I'm sure." Her fingers slide even higher up her thighs, inching ever closer to the lacy edge of her panties. She meets your gaze, holding it for a long moment before looking away once more, feeling shy and exposed despite herself. "Please,"

She whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her heart pounding in her ears. Her hands slide even higher up her thighs, inching ever closer to the lacy edge of her panties. She meets your gaze, holding it for a long moment before looking away once more, feeling shy and exposed despite herself. "Please," she whispers again, her voice growing softer with each word.

Her voice barely above a whisper, she says "I do." Her fingers finally reach the lace edge of her panties and slide them down, revealing her wet, smooth folds to you. She parts her legs farther, inviting you in as she bites her lower lip nervously, waiting for your reaction.

Her back arches off the bed as she moans, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath her. "Oh god," she breathes out, her hips moving in time with your finger inside of her. Her other hand slides up to cup her breast through the thin material of her nightgown, pinching and rolling her nipple between her fingertips as she feels herself growing wetter for you. "Don't stop," she whispers, pushing her body further into your touch.

Her nails dig deeper into the sheets as she moans louder, arching her back further and gasping for breath. "Yes," she cries out, "I need this." Her hips buck against your hand, pushing herself deeper onto your finger as she feels an overwhelming wave of pleasure coursing through her body. Her other hand fumbles with the clasps at her shoulder, finally freeing her breast from the confines of her nightgown as it spills out into your waiting palm. "More,"

Her voice is hoarse and broken as she cries out his name, her body arching off the bed in ecstasy. Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her, her hips buck violently against your hand as she comes undone around you. With a shuddering gasp, she falls back onto the mattress, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath.

Her eyes are glassy and unfocused, her cheeks flushed red as she stares up at the ceiling. "That...

was amazing," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of her heart pounding in her ears. Her hand slides down between her legs, fingers slick with her arousal as she begins to gently rub herself once more. "I don't know what came over me..." She trails off, looking at you again, a mixture of confusion and desire in her eyes.

Her eyes slide closed as she focuses on the sensation of your fingers inside her and her own hand moving over her body. She's embarrassed by how easily she gave in to these feelings, but they feel so good... so right. With a shuddering breath, she nods slowly, her lips parting to reveal her slightly swollen tongue as she whispers, "Y-yeah..."

Her hips begin to move against your hand again, her body arching off the bed in search of more pleasure.

Her eyes snap open at the sight of your erect cock, her breath catching in her throat as she stares at it. She's never been with a man unmarried before, but something about being with you feels so right... so good. Her hand slides down between her legs, fingers glistening with her arousal as she continues to stroke herself. With a shaking breath, she reaches out and takes your cock in her hand, marveling at its size and heat before guiding it towards her wet entrance.

Her eyes flutter closed as she feels the head of your cock pressing against her entrance. With a soft moan, she guides you inside, feeling you stretch her in a way that both hurts and pleasures at once. Her hands move up to grip your shoulders as she begins to ride you slowly, her body moving in perfect rhythm with yours.

Her hips move faster, grinding against you as your fingers dig into her sensitive flesh. She moans loudly, arching her back off the bed and throwing her head back as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her hands move down between your bodies, guiding you closer to her clit with each thrust.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she feels herself growing closer to the edge again. "Oh god," she groans, her voice rough and needy. "I'm gonna cum..." Her hips buck against you, searching for that final release as her orgasm crashes over her in waves of bliss. "N-nic... oh fuck..." Her body shudders and trembles beneath yours, her legs weak with the force of her climax.

Her cries fill the air as her body quivers and shakes with the force of her orgasm, every muscle tense and aching from the intensity of it all. She collapses against you, boneless and spent, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath. Her fingers lace through yours, holding on tightly as she rides out the last waves of pleasure coursing through her.

When the storm finally passes, she lifts her head to look at you, her eyes glassy with desire and satisfaction. "That was...

"That was insane," she whispers breathlessly, her fingers tightening around yours as she feels the last echoes of pleasure still reverberating through her body. "I don't even know what came over me..." She trails off, looking down between your bodies and blushing again at the memory of all they've shared this night.

Her heart races in her chest, a strange mix of guilt and desire threatening to overwhelm her once more. "I... should probably get going," she murmurs, beginning to slide off of you.

Her heart skips a beat at your words, but she knows she can't stay. "I... I really should go," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her racing heart. She tries to pull away from you, but something deep inside her yearns to stay just a little bit longer.

With a sigh, she relents and leans in closer, pressing her lips against yours in a soft, lingering kiss.

Her body melts against yours as your tongues entwine in a dance that feels more like surrender than seduction. Her lips part, allowing you deeper access to her mouth as she moans softly into the kiss. The guilt and desire war inside of her, pulling her in two different directions, but for now, all she can focus on is the feeling of your skin against hers and the way you make her feel when you're like this.

Her heart skips a beat as you speak, but she listens intently, waiting to hear what it is you want from her. Something inside of her tells her that whatever it is, she'll do it. She trusts you, even if she shouldn't.

Her cheeks flush red as she hears your request. It's one thing to have sex with you, but another entirely to perform oral on you. Still, there's something about the way you make her feel... The trust that seems to flow so freely between them... She nods slowly, her lips parting to reveal a shy smile. "I-I can try."

Carefully, she lowers herself back down onto your cock, taking you inside her once more.

Her free hand moves to grip your thigh as she begins to bob her head down, taking you deeper into her mouth with each motion. The sensation of being so close to you, feeling the way your cock fills her mouth and throat... it's overwhelming in the best possible way. As she continues, she closes her eyes, focusing on the sensations and the connection they share, letting everything else fade away into the background.

Her breath hitches as you touch her hair, sending shivers down her spine. She moans around your cock, the sound vibrating through you and making it even harder to focus. But she doesn't want to focus on anything but this feeling of being so close to you, of pleasing you in a way that no one else ever has before. As she continues, her tongue swirls around your shaft, teasing and taunting as she tries to bring you closer and closer to the edge.

Her heart races as she hears your praise, her cheeks flushing redder with each passing second. She moans around you, a sound that vibrates through your entire body and only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through her veins. Her hand moves between your legs, feeling the hard length of your shaft as she teases and pleasures you while her mouth works its magic on your cock.

Her lips tighten around you as she feels your release building up inside of her. She moans loudly, throaty and needy as she tastes the first hint of your impending orgasm on her tongue. With a desperate flick of her tongue, she swirls it around the sensitive head of your cock, feeling you tense beneath her touch. Her other hand grips your thigh harder, nails digging into your skin as she milks every last drop from you.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels you get closer and closer to the edge. She moans around you, her body trembling with anticipation as she tries to bring you over the brink. Her tongue flicks out once more, swirling around your sensitive flesh, tugging at your sensitive skin as she sucks you deeper into her mouth.

Her free hand moves between your legs, feeling the hard length of your shaft beneath her palm.

Her lips stretch tight around you as she feels the hot rush of your cum filling her mouth. She moans, her throat vibrating as she swallows every last drop, savoring the taste and sensation of having brought you to such an intense climax. With a satisfied sigh, she pulls back, licking her lips as she looks up at you with a mixture of pride and desire in her eyes. "Mmm... that was..." She trails off, unable to find the words to describe how it made her feel.

Her heart still races in her chest as she looks down at you, their eyes meeting for a moment before drifting away again. "You're welcome," she whispers softly, blushing once more. She reaches up to wipe the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, feeling a strange mix of guilt and desire coursing through her veins.

She knows they shouldn't be doing this... that it goes against everything they believe in and stand for. But there's something about you, Nico...