Another World, Another Life: Sequel to SOSM

Sasuke really didn't expect a simple lingerie piece to cause such turmoil.

After they made up from their last argument, Sasuke and Sakura had reconciled over a sweet breakfast of congee, natto, tofu and tomato tomagoyaki that Sakura cooked for them; she had still not confessed to him about how his cooking triggered her ptsd -one battle at a time- and Sasuke didn't seem any bit the wiser as they made plans for after getting out from work.

After some contemplation, Sakura suggested a mall date since it had a grocery store at the base level and they were coincidentally out of groceries. Sasuke Uchiha had never stepped in a mall before in his life so he was just as curious as he was excited about doing anything with Sakura.

Konoha's Great Mall was a 7-story retail center filled with clothing, groceries, toys, a movie theater and more. Sakura liked shopping for seafood the most from them because the seafood granny peddler was kind and sweet as well as honest, telling her what was fresh and not fresh.

In a white t-shirt and black sweat pants, Sasuke followed behind Sakura with silent observant and curious eyes as they traversed first through the grocery department located on the giant basement subfloor. They bought red snapper for tonight's dinner as well as enough food to last them for the rest of the week: assorted vegetables, protein, a little dairy etc. Sasuke watched with curious eyes as Sakura expertly perused every subsection to find the best ingredients to purchase. She seemed very accustomed and in her natural element as she mentally crossed off things on her mind's list.

He'd had no experience whatsoever in this style of life since everything he ate up till recently had been either foraged or purchased by his subordinates in Team Hebe, too busy with his revenge and training to do mundane things like this.

Sasuke easily carried the 5 bags of groceries in his hands whilst Sakura carried the box of fruit cream cake she'd decided to buy on their way out.

"It was always my favorite growing up," Sakura had exclaimed excitedly as they made their way out of the basement sublevel by using the escalators.

Sasuke nodded his disinterested acknowledgment, not at all invested or getting Sakura's hint that she bought it because she wanted to share it with him.

Sakura self-consciously bit her lower lip before timidly stating: "Sorry, I imagine today has been boring for you, I just didn't h-h-have time to go out on a full date after work and the fridge was already empty…"

Sasuke stopped in his tracks to turn fully facing Sakura, dropping the bags he was holding to the ground quietly. His unreadable gaze piercing Sakura and giving her anxiety that he might flip his lid potentially in front of everyone. Had she said something wrong?

Sakura hurried to apologize: "Sasuke, I'm sor-"

Her words were cut off by a casual tap on her forehead from his index and middle finger.

"Baka," he teased her with a handsome white smile, "I enjoy spending time with you. Even if it's just buying groceries, I don't mind."

Sakura was paralyzed in her shock at his little action for a moment, and then she laughed too, rubbing her forehead at where he poked.

"That's the least romantic action I've ever seen anyone do," she commented with a chuckle after they were once again walking with their hauls in tow.

Sasuke chuckled too and explained about how it was something his brother used to do with him growing up. He always thought of it as an affectionate gesture.

Unbeknownst to him, that last statement had caused a strong fluttering sensation to ignite across Sakura's chest that made her cheeks flush a shade redder.

All seemed well and fine until nearing the end of the exit of the mall (which was also the entrance), the large plasma screened electronic billboard that ran different ads nonstop all day showed a commercial Risa Absorle, a popular mid-priced lingerie and sleepwear shop often frequented by suburban housewives and teenagers.

The ad showed this new innovative push up bodysuit that was both body shaping as well as slimming, made entirely of translucent silk with tiny 3D satin roses embroidered across the entire bodice. It came in 6 colors.

Sakura's gaze seemed transfixed by the plasma screen; her jaw dropped in shock. Sasuke followed her gaze to the commercial and thought it was nothing special. Did the lingerie appeal to her? Did she want to go back and buy it?

But before he could question her, Sakura was already moving at breakneck speed with her head lowered facing the ground, rushing out of the mall.

He could tell something was wrong and therefore decided to keep his space from her until they were back in the confines of her apartment, lest they give the gossip hungry grannies more fuel with a public fight.

When they entered the apartment, Sakura absentmindedly set the boxed cake in the fridge before moving to her bedroom-

-or so she tried.

"Sakura, what's wrong? You've been weird ever since you saw that ad," he asked her with a firm grip on her wrist that stopped her from exiting the kitchen.

Sakura stayed silent, her gaze focused on the ground as she gently pried her wrist out of his grip; he let her do so, not wanting her to get any further upset.

Sakura hugged herself as she kept her eyes on the ground. "I…"

Sasuke waited for her to finish speaking but when she didn't, he moved to hold her again -only to have her immediately recoil at his hands.

"You…don't recognize the lingerie in the ad, do you…" Sakura asked him without looking at him.

Sasuke had no idea what she was talking about initially. He moved to try and hug her only for Sakura to backup a step away from him, her eyes finally lifting to gaze into his, showing her silent tear streaks.

And that's when recognition sowed across Sasuke's mind.

Oh shit.

Sakura wept as she straddled a completely naked Sasuke, his shaft inside her because the cloth covering her crotch had been pushed to the side to expose her core. She was currently wearing a translucent ov ne-piece bodysuit lingerie outfit made of green translucent silk with pink satin roses embedded across the bodice that left nothing to the imagination because she had zero undergarments on underneath. She was even wearing matching thigh high stockings and a hair net with gold hair stick ornaments that had her hair pinned upright with just a few alluring strands falling down to frame her face.

With tears streaming down her eyes, Sakura reluctantly obliged the man's order to 'ride him' as she moved up and down on his core. His hands had a bruising grip on her hip to semi control her movements when she went too fast or too slow as his continually thrusted into her quivering heat.

Sakura shrieked with every thrust, tears already falling from her eyes. She wanted more than anything to dismount from her perch but one look at the man's authoritarian imperious eyes dissolved any such courage to do so. She hated making him angry above anything else.

By now, Sakura was well aware of the two different "temperaments" that Sasuke had whenever he chose to couple with her. If she had not provoked him, he was rather gentle and affectionate, even caring when he took her body. However, if he was in a bad mood or if she had provoked him somehow by either disobeying, saying the wrong thing or trying to escape, then he would punish her with very aggressive and painful sex, uncaring of how she felt as he worked for only his own release.

If she was going to be forced either way, of course Sakura preferred the gentler route.

And so she preferred to always just comply with him whenever he gave her a request, no matter how debase or horrifying the action was.

Sakura kept her palms together, balanced on his abs so that she could have leverage to push up and down on him. Every downward movement forced his formidable girth right against her cervix and caused her discomfort but Sakura bided the pain as she worked, wanting him to find release as soon as he could, so that he would leave her alone. 

Soon, Sasuke's pace quickened to short quick bursts before she felt him release inside. Her upright posture and position naturally made the fluids seep down from where they were still connected as the man refused to let her separate from him even when they finished.

He kept her on top of him with his palms still locked around her hips while he hungrily sucked in oxygen through his lungs to regain his lost breath.

Sakura hated everything about this current rape. The position, the posture, the outfit. Everything was so degrading and the complete opposite of what she had been conditioned to abide by in order to be a "lady" or "good girl."

The teaching was always something she reviled and wanted to contradict but in the end was unable to prevent it from shaping her psyche and how she looked at herself.

No access to her chakra. No medical nin practice. No shinobi work…was she nothing but a whore to a madman now?

Sasuke's eventual separation from her did nothing to alleviate her worries because he only withdrew himself so that he could flip her so that she was lying on her stomach. She felt him elevate her butt so that it was sticking right out into the air-

"No! Not this pose, please!" Sakura begged when she realized what he wanted to do. Among all the positions they had tried, she hated this one the most, because it made her feel like a horse being mounted.

In the end, nothing she said or felt could deny the man of what he wanted from her.

Sasuke's recollection was interrupted by the sound of a fierce slam of Sakura's bedroom door right before he heard a chair being moved to brace the broken door lock, a futile attempt to block him if he really wanted to enter.

Shit.

Sasuke swore to himself as he laced his hands in front of him to rest against the kitchen countertop while he rested his face in the V space formed by his forearms so that he was essentially hunched over now against the kitchen.

Dammit! Why did they have to see specifically that ad on their way out? They had been making so much progress too! He cursed the day he randomly bought the lingerie garment from a backdoor street kiosk when he was still fuming from Sakura's words about his family.

Now looking back, Sasuke found her words innocuous and ultimately forgettable but the things he'd done to her in retaliation…he realized now he'd just been wanting to punish her for how much he couldn't stop thinking about her…

Sasuke shook his head in self-loathing now as he made his way to stand right against Sakura's closed bedroom door; through the flimsy wood he could hear the faint sound of sobs. His heart sank even further in regret at these sounds. He'd promised to stop hurting her but just him being near her seemed to be a constant source of pain…

"Sakura…I'm sorry," he spoke gently through the wood. "I know nothing I say or do can…make up for the past. I know I'm…always saying sorry to you…I…I'm just really sorry for everything."