The members of the Uchiha clan never stops surprising Sakura with their tuned attention to detail. Able to catch the smallest hints or traces anyone else would usually miss. She has also learned that Izumi have an appreciation for smaller things.
Like how pretty insects look when the sunlight reflects of their colorful backs or how the sounds of swords clashing sounds different depending on the type of metal. Her appreciation isn't exclusive to just material things, it also applies parts of Sakura's body, namely her breasts.
She would occasionally catch Izumi staring at them. A blush appearing on her cheeks when the older woman winks at her suggestively after getting caught leering. Sakura usually gets embarrassed when people stare but when it comes to her, she is flattered. Makes her want to know what goes through the Uchiha's head when she looks at her tits.
Well, there's no harm in simply asking and that's exactly the reason that brings Sakura to the Uchiha district today. When Izumi answers the door, she's delighted to see who's paying her a visit at her apartment this time of day.
She leads her visitor to the kitchen and invites her to sit down for some tea and a little chit chat. Sakura's happy to share some gossip with the other woman while she waits for the perfect opportunity to ask the question.
Izumi must have figured out that she came her with a purpose but doesn't cross that bridge herself. Instead choosing to let her gather the courage to bring up the subject on her own. Watching her closely the entire time.
"So…" Sakura begins carefully, eyes trained on the bottom of her empty teacup. "Do you have a thing for my breasts." The question is uttered cautiously, like she's walking on eggshells.
Izumi looks at her with a blank expression as she leans back in her chair. Raising one eyebrow while the corner of her mouth twitches into a smirk. "It's obvious that I'm into you since we have hooked up once or twice before."
Sakura frowns slightly and scoffs at her dodging the question. "Well, yeah but why are you so obsessed with my tits all of a sudden?" She counters while putting her elbows on the table to look at her closer.
The older woman chuckles as she stands up and rounds the table slowly. Sakura watches curiously as Izumi runs the back of her hand down the girl's shoulder. Catching a nipple peaking through her thin blouse between two fingers.
"This is the reason as to why I've been staring at your tits." Izumi admits, her tone low and breathless as she pinches the hardened bud. Lust fills her red eyes as she looks down on her lover. "I wanted to catch a glimpse of your pretty pink nipples budding against your shirt."
The perverted confession has Sakura moaning shamelessly, heat begins to cumulate between her thighs. A gasp escapes her when Izumi moves her other hand to tug at the neglected nipple.
Sakura takes the next step by lifting the shirt over her head, leaving her topless since she decided against wearing a bra today for this very reason. Izumi takes a step back to admire the girl's tits, memorizing every detail with a smirk on her face.
"Aw baby, do you want me to play with your nipples?" The Uchiha asks with a sweet voice, tilting her head in pretend mockery. The younger woman swallows hard from hearing her words. "Yes, please." She replies, her eyes silently pleading with her elder.
The Uchiha leads her to the bedroom hand-in-hand. Inviting her to lay down on her back on the bed. She goes over to her closet and reaches for a box in the back, opening it to grab somethings before climbing onto bed.
In Izumi's hand are a pair of nipple clamps. The sight of the toy causes Sakura's heart to skip a beat in excitement. The Uchiha leans down to suck on both of her nipples before enclosing the clamps around her red buds.
The unfamiliar sensation pulls a hiss out of Sakura, who's trying to process the mix of pain and pleasure coming from her chest. Izumi tugs lightly at the chain connecting the clamps and her mouth falls open in a quiet moan, her thighs rubbing together to ease the tension.
"Does that feel good?" Izumi coos down at her from her upright position. Before pulling at the chain a little harder, smiling wickedly when the girl whines from under her.
"Yes, more please." Sakura begs needily while nodding her head eagerly.
Desperate for more of that strange type of pleasure that Izumi gives her. Fingers gripping the sheets to stop her from moving them down under her skirt. Her lover notices her struggle and brings a hand between her legs while continuing to tug at the chain with the other.
"Fuck, you're so wet. You like it when I tug on your nipples like a pet on a leash, huh?" Izumi teases her as she begin to rub circles on the girl's clit.
No coherent words manages to make it out of Sakura's mouth, only strained whines and moans rips through her throat. Hips grinding up into the fingers messaging her clit, legs tensing as the pressure keeps on building in her lower abdomen.
Sakura moans grows in volume until she comes with a shriek, heels digging into the bed as the orgasm washes over her. While Izumi watches her climax with her Sharingan, memorizing every detail of this lewd scene before her.
Sakura doesn't have it in her to whine at the loss of the nipple clamps when Izumi removes them. Although, a weak sigh leaves through her nose when the Uchiha bends down to plant a kiss between her breasts.
"Was that a good enough of an answer to your question." Izumi smiles wholeheartedly at Sakura who returns the gesture with a grin of her own