Sasuke Uchiha Lemon/Baby Daddy - Love Knots - Request Modern!AU

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.x.Hidden.x.Winter.x.

To say Sasuke was exhausted would be an understatement. His fingers were clumsy as he fumbled with his keys, his hair messy where he'd gripped it in the way that screamed 'it's been a stressful day'. He didn't bother flicking on the lights to his shared apartment as he stepped into the entrance hallway, usually it would be because he didn't want to wake up the woman probably asleep by now, today he just didn't have the energy. Hand outstretched on the wall beside him, he maneuvered his way to the bedroom, dropping his briefcase against the wall, his blazer not far behind. He wrestled with his tie, and then settled for leaving it knotted, but hanging loosely around his neck. He kicked off his shoes and left them littering the hallway, and finally when he had thrown his socks in the corner of the room, he twisted his body and fell into the bed, sighing as it conformed to him on all sides. 

All sides? Wait, where was Kiyiya? She was always asleep on his right, waiting for him to curl himself around her. Immediately he was awake, just in time to feel her hand trail delicately over the buttons of his dress shirt. He sighed, half relaxed at her touch and half something else that tugged at his mind after such a day. 

He could just make out her face from the light filtering in the window, but that wasn't enough, not after he hadn't seen her all day. 

She leaned a leg over, straddling his waist, golden eyes peering down at him. "You're home late, busy day?" She fiddled with his untidy collar before trailing back down to flit over his covered chest. Sasuke grunted at the move, 

"The worst. I was ready to come home and then that Baka Uzumaki had to pick an argument with the rival representatives."

Kiyiya hummed, brushing her fingers lightly over his nipples. 

"I was stuck there for hours cleaning up after him, writing apologies, booking reconciliation dinners, writing cheques. Like the company doesn't have enough to deal with already, it doesn't need him dragging our name through the dirt-"

His voice was muffled, his mouth immediately more interested in kissing Kiyiya, who had leaned down and smothered his lips with hers. Her poor husband needed a break from his work, and she fully intended to give him one. She would have even if she hadn't already had plans to do so. Today was special, after all. 

Her upper body lay flat against his, breasts pillowed out, feeling the thick starchy material of his shirt even through the thin nightgown she wore. His tongue prodded out to meet hers, all slow and erotic. She felt the grumble in his chest as she lightly took his lip between her teeth, gently nipping and sucking, knowing that he was growing hard beneath her. His hands raised from her hips to thread themselves in her hair, but they never made it that far. Kiyiya gripped his wrists and pinned them above his head, pulling back from their kiss (albeit a little reluctantly) to smirk down at him. Her next move was completely missed by Sasuke, who only noticed that her lean forward placed her breasts -clad only in that silk nightgown- right before his eyes. The urge to stretch up and take a nipple between his lips and suck her hard surged through him, he'd suck her hard enough that she'd feel it through all the fabric, and then he'd-

*click* 

His plans shattered as he realised why she'd leaned up to reach his wrists, now cuffed together and locked to the headboard. 

"Kiyiya, what are you-"

She cut him off again with another slow, lingering kiss, "happy birthday Sasuke"

To admit, she'd been a little irritated when Sasuke had called to say he had to stay late to fix his coworkers mess. She'd had the whole evening planned, all slow and hot and romantic, all leading up to this. But no matter, she'd just do this first and get to the other stuff after. 

Her attention was captured by the small smirk adorning her husband’s face, and how delicious he looked just lying there, arms locked above his head, waiting for her. He still exuded confidence, even in such a submissive position he was still the Uchiha she married. 

"Well this is new" he murmured, sighing a little as her hand brushed against his cheekbone. She couldn't help herself, not really. Not when he was lying there available to her greedy hands. She traced his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, easing over the curve of his lips. His tongue darted out, wrapping around her finger, Sasuke’s eyes drilling into her own as those lips closed around the tip of her finger, biting playfully. 

Her eyes darkened, so that's how he wanted to play. She reclaimed her hand, letting it drift down and start working at the knot of his tie, undoing it but leaving it hanging around his neck. Next were the buttons of his dress shirt. Kiyiya undid them slowly, popping them open one by one, sliding her hand over the revealed skin. "You're heart’s beating a little fast here, Sasuke." She could feel it thudding against her palm, "maybe you like this more than you're willing to admit?" Her eyes flashed wickedly up to meet his, her ethereal gold clashing with his stormy obsidian. Oh yes he liked this, but she could tell that this rare submissive streak was running low. His hips surged up, grinding against her, taking her by surprise. His head fell back against the pillows in relief, the strain of his lower body somewhat lessened as he pressed himself against her heat. 

Kiyiya sunk herself down to meet him, feeling his hardness through the dress pants that did nothing to hide his situation. And then somehow she was kissing him again, with none of the slow romance of the evening. It was hard and rough and utter perfection, their hips rolling together, staggered breaths, a subtle gasp as Sasuke took her lip between his teeth. She felt his chest growl beneath her, "take that off."

“What’s the magic word~”

            “Take it off. Now.” He ground up against her to enunciate his point, and Kiyiya sighed,

“Well I suppose you deserve a reward after behaving so well.” She sat up, placing all of her weight on his straining erection, seeing his jaw clench and his eyelids flutter. She gripped the bottom of her nightgown – which had ridden up generously to the very top of her thighs – and eased it over her head, tossing it to the ground. She still wore her panties, but that was it. She could see the tensed muscles in his arms as he restrained himself from lunging up to her, not like he could with his hands restrained. Sasuke wasn’t used to restraining himself, he loved touching his wife, holding her against him as he took her.

“You look tense.” Kiyiya murmured against his skin, placing delicate kisses along his chest, flicking her tongue against his abs. His hips bucked involuntarily, her intentions were obvious. She nuzzled her nose affectionately against the bulge in his pants, popping them open and delving her hand inside to cup around his member.

A groan was ripped from Sasuke’s lips, finally, finally she was touching him. Finally giving him some relief. His body sunk back down to the mattress, every nerve somehow sated while still pulled taut. And then it was hot, and wet. He didn’t need to look down to know what she was doing, but he couldn’t stop himself, couldn’t resist looking at the way her lips were wrapped around his cock, the way her cheeks hollowed as she sucked him, how her eyes were alight with mischief as she had him at her mercy. Sasuke pulled at the handcuffs, the headboard shook, but he still wasn’t free. He grunted, feeling his tip hit the back of her throat again and again, he was losing his mind, lost in the delirium of her tongue and her hot little mouth –

            His hands were tight in fists, pulling hard on the cuffs. He didn’t care if they broke, he didn’t care if the fucking bed broke, he just wanted to torment her just as much as she’d done to him. Then, when she was begging for mercy, he’d bury himself in her and fuck her until morning. His end was near, the images of what he was going to do to her, the feel of what she was doing to him now, his bucking hips and the fact that his hand were bound, all of it was spiraling him towards his finish –

            Kiyiya couldn’t deny the pooling at her core when she pulled her lips from his pulsing cock and he let out the most frustrated moan she’d ever heard.

            “What was that for!” His eyes were angry, he’d been so close!

            “Don’t you want to finish inside me?” She asked coyly, leaning down to whisper in his ear, pressing her breasts against his chest “I’m burning for you Sasuke, feel how wet I am, just thinking of you,” Her core was grinding against him, slick with desire. “Don’t you want that?”

            Sasuke swallowed, that did sound amazing, but, “Untie me.”

            She grinned, “Why should I?”

            He smirked back, leaning up and kissing her, “because it’s my Birthday.” How did he make that sound so delicious? And though she knew he had a plan in mind for her, knew that she probably wouldn’t be able to walk by morning if she let him go, even though she knew all of this she was still leaning up and unlocking the cuffs.

            He didn’t lunge at her like she’d thought he would. He brought his hands down and rubbed lightly at his wrists, and then he stood up!

            “Excuse me, where do you think you’re going?”

            Sasuke silenced her with a kiss, his hands cupping her neck and angling her face up, his tongue breaking past her lips and stroking the inside of her mouth. It was dominating, heart-stopping, and over far too quickly as he pulled away with a cheeky grin. “Stay here.”

            Kiyiya felt her heart hammering against her chest in anticipation, a look back told her that he’d taken the cuffs with him. She heard his footsteps returning, and her over-active heart almost stopped at the sight of him. His shirt was still open showing his smooth expanse of muscled chest. His dark tie hung open around his neck, his erection was still so hard, accentuated by the dark dress pants he still wore. But what really got her blood boiling were the two belts clasped in his hands.

            He stepped towards her, nodding that she should scoot back from the edge of the bed. She did, letting him crawl over her, kissing her deeply in that way that had her toes curling and her lower body tingling. His hands skimmed her body, touching her lightly, her stomach, her ribs, tracing lightly up her arms.

            “Up.” He murmured against her lips, and she automatically raised her hands above her head. He smirked at her willingness, but god she wanted this more than anything. The cold spark of metal flashed through her burning body, and then her hands were stuck to the headboard. Sasuke’s fingers fiddled with them, ensuring they weren’t too tight, and then he opened his eyes to look at her. He wasn’t prepared for just how erotic she would look, lying there, arms bound, waiting for him.

            He swallowed, “this was a good idea.”

            She sighed, wriggling her lower body for some friction, anything, “glad you like it.”

            Sasuke looked at the last piece of offending clothing on her body, hooking his fingers in the sides. Kiyiya raised her hips, thankful that he was going to give her relief. Sasuke looked at her panties before tossing them away, he chuckled, “they’re completely ruined.”

            “Would you stop talking and just fuck me already!”

            Sasuke’s eyebrows shot up in mock surprise, then he purred “But my birthday isn’t over yet, and I’ve got to make sure I enjoy every minute of it.”

            His eyes motioned to something beside her, and she turned to look.

            “See, I’ve still got 25 minutes of birthday left.”

            Kiyiya didn’t think she had ever hated that alarm clock more. Not when it woke her up at 5 in the morning, not when it didn’t go off and she was late for work.

            “Sasuke you can’t be serious!” she couldn’t wait 25 minutes!

            He chuckled, his fingers tracing her inner thighs, “as soon as it reaches 12, I promise I’ll fuck you so hard, you can’t breathe.” He kissed her neck, tracing along the pulsing vein, “if you cum before then, well,” he bit down gently on her jugular “we’ll see when we get there. Sound good?”

            “No, that sounds awful.”

            “You’ll enjoy yourself, I promise.” He placed a quick peck on her lips, sitting back on his heels and reaching for one of the belts. He cupped her heel, pushing her leg back until he heel touched the back of her thigh. He looped the belt around her thigh, then around her heel, securing them together. He did the same with the other, until her legs were completely bound. He tore his darkened eyes away from her dripping core, looking at her flushed face.

            “You ok?”

            This was the most compromising position she had ever been in, her legs bound and spread, her hands cuffed above her head, she was powerless, and so ridiculously turned on. She nodded, breathless.

            Sasuke stepped away, pushing the shirt from and tie from his chest, sliding it to the ground. His pants followed after, and his boxers, and then he was as naked as her. He began to move towards her, then on second thought, stepped back to the pile and fished out his tie. He fingered the silky material of it, running it through his fingers as another delicious idea took hold. He kneeled back on the bed, leaning over her as she looked up at him with wide eyes. Her body dissolved into shivers as he traced the tie along her collarbone, “trust me?” There was an impish glint in his eye, and Kiyiya nodded, her voice stuck in her throat, never had she imagined that suggesting this would bring out such a side in Sasuke, she should have done this a long time ago.

            He lightly whispered in her ears, but she couldn’t hear, the blood was rushing through her head and pounding her with anticipation. He tied the tie around her eyes, and automatically she could feel the rest of her body reacting. It was as if she was more attuned to him, more aware of his body heat, his masculine scent. Then she heard what he had whispered, 20 minutes. She shuddered when she felt his lips on her collarbone, though they were only light and teasing.

            “How is it?” She could hear the smirk in his voice, that smirk somehow so boyish and yet so wicked.

            “It’s ah~” His mouth trailed to her breast, stopping to suck hard at her. His other hand reached up and pinched her other nipple, rolling it gently between his fingers, pinching and sending a rush of icy fire through her, before continuing down. “It’s good. Really good.”

            He dipped his tongue in her belly button, and Kiyiya felt another swell at her core, she must be dripping by now, she couldn’t remember ever being this wet, this turned on. Her hips bucked, as his lips lowered, kissing her hip bone lightly, then her inner thigh, and then she could feel his breath at her entrance, hot and moist. Her hands jiggled in the handcuffs, automatically straining to thread her fingers through his hair.

            “Only 15 more minutes.”

            And then his tongue was upon her, licking up one side of her slit and down the other, sucking at her clit, rolling in in circles with his tongue making sure to leave no part untouched. Her moans spurred him on, breathless and escalating. Her cheekbones were dusted with scarlet, from a blush or arousal neither of them were sure, probably both. All Kiyiya knew was that Sasuke needed to keep going. He suckled at her clit again, sending a pulsing rhythm of electricity through her, sparking her nerves and curling her toes. His tongue lowered, delving inside of her like a starving man given food. She felt his large hands wrap around her thighs, pulling her towards him, angling her perfectly so he could delve deeper. Her hands twisted, wishing she had something to grasp between them to steady her scattered mind, all she could feel was her rising orgasm, and Sasuke’s tongue and the fingers that were now pinching at her clit. She arched her back, crying out his name, begging for a release that she knew she didn’t want, not yet, not like this. But it had to be soon right, it couldn’t be much longer?

            “Time?” She managed to gasp out, “what’s my time?”

            “11:55” He muttered against her, his low voice vibrating against her. She bit her lip to control herself, every muscle tensed, every action taken to stop her impending orgasm, every action except the hips that kept pushing closer to him begging for more.  

            “Ah Sasuke! I- I can’t –” Her body bowed breasts pushed to the ceiling and lips parted ready for the orgasm that never came. Never came because Sasuke had stopped, and was staring at the perfectly erotic sight of his wife, raw and bare and wet for him, her body begging for him. He looked at the clock, and watched it turn to 11:56, fuck it. That was close enough.

            He rose, matching his body with hers, a hand reaching up to pull the tie away from her eyes because as hot as that looked, it was nothing compared to her eyes now, not now as they looked at him with such need and longing.

            He lined himself up and was inside her in one deep thrust, seeing her eyes widen and her lips whisper his name with such reverence. His lips smashed to hers, kissing her with teeth and fire and passion. She arched up, kissing back as the only movement she could contribute to. His hands were around her hips, fingers digging tight in a sharp contrast to the warm coil in her stomach, a coil only tightening as his hips thrust against her again and again.

            The suddenly she was empty, and her world was spinning as she was flipped onto her front and then he resumed his hectic pace, leaning over her to connect their bodies as much as possible, pressing his lips haphazardly to her back. This position was more strenuous, the cuffs dug into her wrists, her chest was on the mattress while her butt was in the air, her tied legs still spread apart, but what a position. The slight discomfort of the cuffs just blew everything else out of proportion. The strain on her muscles tightened her, and Sasuke could reach deeper, feeling larger inside her than ever, stretching her to bliss.

            Her incomprehensible moans were muffled by the blankets her face was pressed into. She had no idea what she was saying, just a stream of babble, probably about Sasuke and the way she felt so sinfully good. The coil in her stomach was bursting, and it was like a hole tore its way through her, her voice reached new heights as she cried her lovers name, in a beg, a plead, a thankfulness that that reached him and had his own hips going faster and faster until his hot seed burst out, filling her with warmth.

            They waited a moment, basking in the afterglow with uneven breaths. Finally, Sasuke pulled out and began untying her, and then the cuffs as she sluggishly collapsed to the bed. Sasuke lay down beside her and immediately she was curled upon him, her head resting on her chest.

            “There’s a romantic dinner plated up in the fridge.” She mumbled sleepily.

            He chuckled one last time, absent-mindedly wrapping one arm around her as his eyelids dropped “It’ll be breakfast.”

***

            “We’re trying for another!” Ino squealed the reveal to her friends, “I just think that two is a nice number, maybe three, one just isn’t enough you know?”

            The other girls nodded sympathetically, all agreeing and knowing how hard a time Ino had getting pregnant. Ino looked at her one friend who seemed to have no idea what this problem felt like. Kiyiya still looked exotically beautiful, the tanned skin and white hair and those mystical golden eyes. And it had recently been discovered that Kiyiya was pregnant, again. They were all currently sat at her house. Lunch was long over, but the girls had been captured by the main reason they all voted to have lunch there in the first place.

            “I don’t know how you do it!” Ino gushed, as she played with one of the toddlers “you must be the most fertile woman on the planet!”

            Kiyiya laughed, not being able to disagree. The first time she had been pregnant, she had been terrified at the prospect, triplets! And all boys! But Sasuke (who had probably also been terrified under that mask of calm) had soon settled her down. Although her boys (Kagome, Agito, and Sennosuke) were certainly a handful now that they were growing up and wandering around, it was such an experience to watch them grow. The twins that came next had been less of a shock, and the two girls were beautiful. Mei and Akito, currently subject to the adoration of her friends, who were constantly buying them adorable dresses and tiny shoes. Recently, Kiyiya had known that she was pregnant again, and that no doubt this was another set of multiples. And she had been right, another set of twin girls was on the way.

            “Have you thought of names yet?” Sakura asked, and automatically all eyes were on Kiyiya for the important details.

            “We’ve decided on Sasuki, for one of them. But we haven’t fully fixed on another.”

            Chatter buzzed around her, as Kiyiya placed a hand on the small bump of her stomach, loving the feeling of being pregnant. Instinctively, she raised her eyes and saw golden ones peering at her from behind a corner. She waved, knowing that her wandering son was in no danger. Her good friend Hinata was over quite often to help Kiyiya get some sleep (not an easy task with 5 children and 2 more on the way), and right now Hinata was reading in the boys room, a new habit she seemed fond of. She would be watching over Agito, her most restless son.

            But the boys didn’t like to sleep without one another, and soon enough all three of them were stumbling into the living room to join everyone else. Kiyiya scooped them in her arms and then looked to the side where she heard keys jingle.

            To say Sasuke was exhausted would be an understatement. Somehow, after advancing so far at work, Uzumaki was still around to make trouble for him. But as he walked into his house he saw all of his wife’s friends sat on the floor, fawning over his twins. He saw his wife sat among them, somehow embracing their three squirming triplets. He saw the slight discernible bulge of his wife’s stomach, and his paternal side surged as he thought of the twins still on the way. Kiyiya’s head turned as he dropped his keys on the counter, and her already smiling face lit up even more, her smile spreading to her twinkling eyes. She finally opened her arms and two boys sped away, seeking adoration from Ino and Sakura who always brought them gifts, while Sennosuke sped towards him, hands outstretched in his daily routine.

            Sasuke bent down, lifting the boy to his chest with one arm, and embracing his approaching wife with the other.

            “How was your day?” She asked, always concerned about him first.

            “You first, your life is more hectic than mine these days.” He cast a glance around the happy, lively room.

            “Mmm, I didn’t do much, the usual.”

            The usual, Sasuke thought his wife deserved a medal for everything she did in a day, never mind the fact that she did it every day.

            “I was thinking at work today,” he mentioned, catching his wife’s eye again. It had been during one of Usumaki’s presentations, nothing good would ever come out of one so Sasuke usually spent his time thinking about more important things. “What about Takara?”

            Kiyiya’s hand automatically touched her stomach, as it usually did whenever anyone mentioned one of her newest unborn twins. “Sasuki and Takari, I love it.”

            She tiptoed to kiss her husband, ignoring the horrified look on her son’s face as he saw his parents kissing, ignoring the animated chatter of her friends as they discussed the new baby name.

            Sasuke was never exhausted here. Sure he was tired, and sleepy, and maybe a little frustrated when a bowl of food was tipped over. But never exhausted, he had a wonderful wife, a growing set of wonderful children, and with Sasuki and Takara on the way, there was simply too much to live for to waste a single second.