Ignoring the last half of her babble, Sasuke was distracted by something scraping across his cheek. He pulled back just enough to realize it was the zipper pull.

Well, that had to go.

Clenching it between his teeth, he pulled it halfway down her stomach and slid back up, nudging the cloth out of the way so he could rest his cheek on soft skin.

Ah, that was much better. With Sakura's nails still scratching his scalp soothingly, he could almost ignore the fact that Naruto was... "What the fuck are you doing, Dead Last?"