"Alright then... make us food, Sakura. I'm starving!", Ino jokingly ordered.
Sakura laughed as well. "Right on, Mistress Ino!", she joked back, and got into the kitchen. The mood was now considerably lighter than before. Ino was a bit surprised though that Sakura really did make food for them, and watched her cheerily make some fried rice for them. Ino couldn't help but watch Sakura all the time, but whenever Sakura would turn around when she felt the stare on her, Ino pretended to be doing something else.
After they ate, they had a pretty regular day, the joked with each other, with Ino throwing a command here and there, but nothing major at all, they were just small favors. But then, the evening came, and Sakura still refused to go home.
So, Ino had to let her sleep here. But there was a problem. "I don't have a spare bed though... and I can't let you sleep on my old couch.", she said. And true, that old thing, it was barely okay to sit on it, but sleeping, no way.
"Then I'm going to sleep in your bed!", Sakura suggested innocently.
"What?", Ino exclaimed, really surprised by this prospect.
Sakura laughed and nudged Ino in the sides. "Aww, come on, Ino. It's gonna be like the old days, just a good, old-fashioned sleepover.", she said. Ino couldn't say anything against that, and so, when it was bedtime, they found themselves side to side in Inos bed, Sakura wearing one of Inos pyjamas, and the collar from Tsunade.
They still continued to talk a bit, until it was silent in the room for a few minutes, before Sakura spoke up. "Ino... thank you.", Sakura said, and as before she turned around, she gave Ino a small peck on the cheek.
That was a good thing, otherwise she would've seen Ino blush madly. It kept Ino awake... was Sakura thankful for her not dominating her? For being like friends again? Or for just sleeping here? She didn't know, and before she knew it, Sakura was breathing rhythmically, indicating that she was asleep.
"Sakura? Hey, Sakura?", Ino whispered into Sakuras ear, wanting to see if she really was already asleep. When she did that, she caught a bit of Sakuras scent again, and it reminded her too clearly of the smell and taste of Sakuras wet pussy, something she just couldn't forget... in fact, it got her aroused again. All their friendly chit-chats all over the day had made Ino forget about this, but now that Sakuras unsuspecting, innocent yet desireable body was lying next to her, she couldn't help herself anymore.
Snaking an arm around Sakuras body, Ino carefully unbuttoned her pyjama and slipped a hand inside, onto Sakuras breast. Ino stopped a bit as this caused Sakura to breathe in sharply once, but she remained asleep. Inos fingers lightly ran over Sakuras smooth skin, flicking ever so lightly over Sakuras nipple. Ino repeated this a bit, until she noticed that Sakuras nipple had stiffened a bit... she had unconsciously gotten aroused as well.
Just then, Ino stopped. *What am I doing here... I'm groping my best friend while she's asleep. It's like raping her. Why am I doing this? Am I a lesbian? Do I like Sakura this way?*, Ino thought, her mind racing. Then, a contended sigh was heard from Sakura in her sleep, and Ino knew: Yes. If she was a lesbian, then with no one else but Sakura.
But soon enough, Ino couldn't satisfy her curiosity just with Sakuras breast, and her other hand began to travel down towards Sakuras hips. Just as Inos hand was about to slip past below Sakuras panties, Sakura moaned out. "Ino...", she mumbled, and Ino froze. Had Sakura woken up, or was she just sleeptalking? Ino didn't know, and stopped dead in her tracks, her one hand still at Sakuras bust, her other right underneath her panties. |