"Excuse me?!" Sakura bellows in anger, her face turning red from embarrassment at what she just heard.
She and Shisui is currently on a mission to barter for a scroll containing important information. The man in possession of said scroll is a wealthy trader who is an ally to the land of fire and is willing to part with it for a certain prize.
Both parties initially agreed on the currency being money and the two Shinobi came here with the correct amount of yen. Only to find that the desired payment has been changed into something else entirely, something that took the both of them by surprise.
"You heard me." The plump faced trader asserts, shifting in plush seat under the intensity of Shisui's glare. Muttering fills the great hall as the onlookers begin to take interest from where they're standing along the walls. "I want the two of you to have sex in front of me as payment for the scroll."
His clarification leaves no room for a misunderstanding and puts the pair in a tight spot. The terms for exchange are ridiculous and unacceptable. However, they can't steal it from him since it would jeopardize an important allyship that the village rely on.
Sakura throws Shisui a discreet glance, silently asking him to conjure up an illusion of them having sex in order to satisfy the trader. Her partner meets her eyes with a look of uncertainty before the loud voice calls their attention back to the high seat.
"Ooh, that won't work darling, you see, I'm immune to Genjutsu." The merchant brags and puffs his chest. A skill one could admire if it were any other situation other than this one.
Sakura curses under her breath as it becomes apparent that there's only way to proceed and it makes her stomach turn with a mix of disgust and excitement. They could theoretically choose to abandon the mission but that would bring shame to their names and the village's reputation.
A Shinobi of the Leaf is expected to do everything in their power to protect their home. Performing despicable acts such as deceit, theft, and murder all for the sake of the village. So putting on a show of a sexual nature is well within the boundaries of what they should be prepared to do for a mission.
"Sex to completion and nothing else." Shisui speaks their terms after sensing feelings of defeat coming from his teammate.
A satisfied grin creeps on the trader's face, signaling his approval along with a sharp nod. Chatter fills the silence as the spectators reminds the Shinobi of their presence. Sakura swallows a snarky remark along with her pride and gets on her knees while Shisui settles behind her.
Flak jackets, sweatshirts and chainmail are discarded beside them, followed closely by Sakura's chest bindings, leaving the couple topless. The leering from the audience burns her skin while the barely audible sexual comments make her stomach dense with shame.
She sighs through her nose when she feels her lover's hands fondling her tits. His closeness soothes her worries and helps her forget the strangers around them. The Uchiha kisses her along the shoulder up to her neck. Sucking on her pulse point and nibbling on her ear to get her body heated.
A hand on Sakura's back pushes her gently forward to stand on all-fours, Shisui's lips traces patterns on her skin along her spine. Fingers dipping under the waistband of her shorts and panties to pull them down to her knees. She lifts her head and locks eyes with the trader who's looking sickly delighted with the display in front of him.
A gasp escapes Sakura when the Uchiha sinks two fingers into her and begin to stretch her open. It either feels like the room as shrunk in size or that the people watching has crept closer. She blocks out their words so she can drown in his touch.
Sakura can't help but whine a little once Shisui withdraws his fingers and straightens his back. Sounds of anticipation bounces off the walls as he moves to undo his pants. Letting his cock spring free before aligning himself with her hole.
"I'm looking forward to seeing the prowess of the Uchiha that I've heard so much about." The trader drawls, voice coming out strained as if he has been running. Others hum in agreement, their gazes growing in intensity.
Shisui ignores their ogling as he slowly eases his way inside of Sakura. The gradual glide against the walls of her cunt has her groaning at the wonderful stretch. The fulfilling feeling he provides never gets dull and she's thankful that he's here and not anyone else.
He grips her hips and sets a quick pace, one that she likes and will get them through this as fast as possible. The lewd sound of skin meeting skin blend together with their muffled moans and the background noises from the onlookers.
Sakura bows her head once more since she doesn't want to know how people are staring at the arch of her back and the way she throws her hips back. The flush on her cheeks or her subtle skin. She turns her focus inwards and clings to the pleasure growing on the inside.
The kunoichi feels an orgasm nip at her heels. There's nothing she can do but accept it as it takes a hold of her body. Eyes shut tight and teeth clenched. The fluttering of her walls sparks a chain reaction that send Shisui over the edge. Eyes narrowed and teeth bared.
The sound of clapping drowns out their labored breaths, causing them to still as they're dressing themselves. The trader is applauding for them, standing up and indicating for his guest to join him. Sakura adverts her eyes, hoping to avoid further embarrassment.
"Well done, a performance worthy of my scroll."
There are few times in Sakura's life when she has been more relieved to receive a piece of parchment than right now. After checking its authenticity, the two Shinobi leave with imminent haste and with less dignity than they had before arriving.