Stripped Bare

Alright everyone, the new chapter is here at last. I’m sorry it took longer than usual but hopefully the content will make up for it.

I do not own Naruto. I do not make money from writing this story. This story contains mature content.

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Stripped Bare-Chapter 16

“Kakashi, I want you to sleep with me,” Sakura said, determined eyes conforming she was indeed serious about her request.

For a long moment he said nothing, his expression neutral as Sakura held her breath in anticipation. No matter how he replied, she knew her request had just changed everything between them, because even if he said no, there would be no way to pretend that she hadn’t just asked him to take her virginity. She fervently hoped that the change in their relationship wouldn’t be for the worse.

Agonizing moments ticked by and Sakura was beginning to wonder if he had heard her at all when he spoke softly.

“Sakura, you know I can’t do that with you.”

Her heart sank at his words, anxiety turning to disappointment. Her one feasible plan had failed and now she was left feeling foolish and a little hurt. She also had no idea how to tackle the problem of her still being rather inexperienced in all things sexual.

Trying not to let the hurt show on her face, she murmured two simple words, oblivious to the fact that her clothes were still soaking wet and she held a clean set in her hands.

“Why not?”

To say that Kakashi had been stunned by Sakura’s request would have been an understatement, and it had taken him a moment to gather his wits. Here, she had given him a perfect excuse to live out his every fantasy about her, to take her in every position on every horizontal surface of his room, and he wanted so badly to give in. As tempting as she was, his sense of duty was still stronger than his lust and overrode the lech inside him, using all his willpower to turn her down in a stunning display of morality.

But then she had to go and give him that look; that wounded, vulnerable look like he had crushed her. And then she asked why not. Why not? There were a million reasons why they shouldn’t sleep together, but for every point he came up with that told him he shouldn’t, a dozen more filled his mind, telling him he should. However, he remained firm, shifting his focus to the ground as he spoke because he couldn’t bring himself to continue gazing on her crestfallen expression.

“It’s not right Sakura. Even if you have grown, you are still my student, and that’s not the sort of thing teachers and students should do.”

Sakura clasped hands together in front of her hard enough to turn the knuckles white, having to blink back tears. Why was he pushing her away when she had recently found herself face down on his bed with his fingers deep inside her? Why was it okay then and not now when she really needed him to show her, to teach her about the most intimate act a man and women could do together?

“But Kakashi,” she whispered. “I need you to teach me. Can’t you just give me one more lesson? The mission…I don’t know if I can…”

He remained motionless, stoic and reticent in the dim light from the low wattage bulb burning in the room’s single lamp.

“I’m sorry.”

It just figured he would pick now of all times to be so stubborn. Was she really that undesirable? Even as the thought passed through her mind she knew it wasn’t true. There was too much evidence that Kakashi was attracted to her, from the times she had given him lapdances to their recent massage session. She had seen the desire in his eyes when he watched her perform. He wanted her and she knew it, which made it all the more puzzling that he was refusing her now, puzzling and infuriating.

Her sadness at being turned down began to evaporate into anger as she thought of all the times he had initiated intimate moments that went well beyond his duties of this mission. Now that this assignment really did call for that kind of behavior, he was declining? It made no sense.

“But Kakashi, I can’t complete this mission otherwise. I need you to be my first or we’ll fail. That should be more important than any ethical code that stands back home.”

Her voice was growing stronger as feelings of hurt were replaced by anger and Kakashi realized she was going to fight him on the issue. Why couldn’t she just let it go? Couldn’t she see he was trying so hard to control himself for her sake? He normally had incredible self restraint, but even he had his limits.

“I just can’t, Sakura. Please understand.”

Unfortunately, his partner wasn’t really in the mood to be understanding.

“You expect me to understand? How the hell am I supposed to figure you out when just yesterday you were all over me on your bed? Now you’re treating me like I have some sort of contagious disease.”

Kakashi winced. He should have known she would bring that up.

“I was wrong to take things so far. I told you, I acted inappropriately and I apologize.”

His voice was so cool and detached and it made Sakura want to scream in frustration. She took a step forward, not noticing she had saturated the carpet at her feet with rain water as her clothes continued to drip on to the floor.

“You want me Kakashi, I know you do. Why do you keep pushing me away?”

Still he would not look at her, afraid she would see how torn he was. He indeed wanted her badly and had obviously failed in hiding it, but he still refused to give in.

He was fourteen years older than her and well on his way to becoming an old man. She was still fresh and new, and even if this mission had forced her to dip her toes in the pool of sins of the flesh, she still retained a flicker of purity, an beautiful innocence that he was loathe to take away, especially under such conditions.

“Sakura,” he said sincerely, staring at the wet patch of carpet at her feet. “You deserve better than me for your first time.”

Now if was the kunoichi’s turn to sit in stunned silence. She deserved better? Just where the fuck did he think she was going to find someone better in a place like this?

“So you think me losing it to a perfect stranger is better? Is that what I deserve?” she said angrily, voice rising loud enough to be heard by possible residents in adjacent rooms, although Kakashi doubted there was anyone else staying on this floor. The place was a shithole and nobody seemed dumb or desperate enough to stay there but him.

Her tone made him look up at last, finding her slightly flushed with anger, wet clothes still hanging off her and stringy pink hair shedding water droplets, but even in her disheveled state, she managed to look beautiful and her words struck a chord with him. If he didn’t claim her first time, someone else would, someone who probably wouldn’t be gentle like he would, who wouldn’t put her pleasure over his own like he would, who wouldn’t take the time to explore her body inch by inch and find all the secret places that made her cry out like he would. In Konoha, she may have been waiting for love before she gave her body away, but here she would have to give herself up regardless, and she was giving him the chance to make her first experience with sex a pleasant one.

“You always said you’d protect your team, Kakashi,” Sakura seethed, her anger steadily building. “But now that I need you the most, you start in with your stupid morality. I thought you should know better than anyone that shinobi don’t get happy endings. I realize that now and I know Sasuke will never come around. I can’t wait for him forever and I’m asking you to help me god damn it!”

Her angry tirade was what Kakashi needed to hear. He knew of his student’s lingering adoration for the Uchiha, even after everything he had done while away from the village. She was over him now, or at least wanted to be and when combined with the fact that their current mission really did depend on this, he found he had little choice.

But it was the choice he had been aching to make.

He gave a quiet nod, calm even in the face of her breathless rage.

“Alright Sakura, I’ll do it.”

“And furthermore, I’m sick and tired of…wait, you’ll what?”

It took the kunoichi a moment to register his words, and even then she wasn’t sure she had heard correctly.

“I’ll be your first Sakura,” Kakashi affirmed quietly, knowing he was a horrible person for loving the fact he was actually saying those words.

At first Sakura just stared at him blankly, rage evaporating instantly as the reality of what he had just agreed to sank in. He was going to sleep with her. Kakashi Hatake was going to be inside her. Oh dear god.

“Oh…um…ok.”

She swallowed nervously, suddenly feeling very apprehensive about the whole thing. Is this where she started seducing him? It didn’t seem right to treat him like a common customer from the club, but she didn’t know any other way to display her sexuality. She supposed a good place to start was the removal of clothes since she wouldn’t be needing them for what they were about to do.

Kakashi watched with an amused smile as Sakura turned jittery, transforming into a virginal bride nervous about the wedding night before his eyes. She tugged the heavy sweatshirt over her head, letting it drop with a wet plop to the floor before pulling off her soaked T-shirt as well. He discovered she wasn’t wearing a bra as pert breasts were revealed, rosy nipples reddened and hard from the chill of the wet material that had been covering them. She kicked off her shoes and shimmied out of her pants, leaving her in nothing but a pair of simple white panties, and while they were devoid of any lacy adornments, Kakashi found them infinitely sexy.

“T-that’s good,” she laughed nervously, her voice sounding high and brittle even to her own ears as she began to babble while quickly stripping off her clothes. “Then let’s get to it. I mean, there’s no time like the present right? If you’re going to do something, you should just do it without hesitation, not that I’m talking about being reckless but—”

She jumped slightly when his hand closed around her wrist just as she was going to slide her panties, which were only slightly damp from her trek through the rain, down her legs. She stared at him with wide eyes, her heart fluttering in her chest like a bird, a little skittish about this whole idea yet determined to go through with it. But why had Kakashi stopped her? Had he changed his mind?

Kakashi’s lips tugged into a smile beneath his mask as he looked down at her, finding her adorably flustered but wanting to calm her down. She didn’t need to be afraid while she was with him. He would give her the attention she deserved, worshipping her body as if it were the most holy of relics.

“If we’re going to do this, we’re going to do it right,” he said softly, gently pulling her hand away from the waistband of her panties. “There’s no rush. Just relax.”

“O-ok,” Sakura relented, letting him lead her over to the bed.

“Lie down,” he instructed and she obeyed, seeming to remember she was nearly naked because she crossed her hands over her chest, hiding herself from him as a blush glowed on her cheeks. She was chewing her lip again and Kakashi was struck with the urge to occupy her mouth with other things…like his own.

She watched him as he sat next to her on the edge of the bed, feeling quite exposed when his eyes roved over her form appreciatively.

“So…now what?” she asked, resisting the urge to fidget.

“Well,” he said thoughtfully, “I could start by kissing you. Would that be ok?”

Sakura nodded, unconsciously wetting her lips in anticipation. The act did not go unnoticed by the Copy nin and he had to tell himself to move slowly as he brought a hand to his face, pulling down his mask before half leaning over her body to press his lips to hers gently.

The last time they kissed, Kakashi had forced himself to remain passive, but now he was the one initiating the act and he intended to explore her mouth fully.

Sakura had to suppress a whimper as she felt warm lips descend on her. This was nothing like their kiss before, when she was the one in charge. She was no longer sure of herself, responding timidly to his kiss, which was hardly more than a caress of his lips against her own. It was warm and tender and left her aching for more, so when his tongue traced her bottom lip teasingly, she parted her lips and granted him entry.

The Copy nin hummed softly in approval, bringing a hand up to cup her jaw as his tongue began sweeping lazily over teeth and gums before stroking her own muscle smoothly. Her nervousness was evident as she tentatively kissed him back, no longer the bold seductress she had been when trying to coax him into a kiss before.

Her shyness betrayed her innocence and Kakashi found it strangely appealing. It proved that it was the true Sakura beneath him and not the character she played, and somehow that was far sexier than her nightly shows at the club. This was real, and he found that the absence of heavy eye makeup and scandalous lingerie only made his former student more alluring as her natural beauty shone through.

He pulled away for a moment, noting her eyes had turned a slightly darker shade of green as desire began to burn in the shimmering orbs. Her mouth was still parted slightly in a silent invitation for him to reclaim what he had left and he was more than happy to comply.

Wordlessly, he stripped off both his T-shirt and mask, casting them aside carelessly before moving to gently lay atop her, covering her smaller form with his. He planted his elbows on either side of her head to make sure he wouldn’t crush her and wanted to growl at the wonderful feeling of her body heat and silky skin.

The exposure of Kakashi’s torso elicited a strange pulse beneath Sakura’s panties, like her body was calling for him. His skin was pale but taunt, stretched over sinewy muscles that flexed with every movement. He was beautiful, sculpted and defined and she wouldn’t have minded admiring him a little longer, but then he was atop her, lips descending ever closer to hers.

He kissed her again and this time, she was bolder in her response, her tongue gliding along his as he drank in her exquisite taste.

The hands that had been so insistent about covering her chest finally fell away to allow his body to press closer, coming up instead to grip his shoulders lightly. Those fingers suddenly dug into bare skin when Kakashi drew her tongue into his mouth and began to suck it lightly, extracting a whine from the woman beneath him before she managed to silence herself. She was still shy about making noise, but even as she tried to remain quiet, soft whimpers and moans still made it past her lips, encouraging Kakashi further so he could hear more of those glorious sounds.

As delicious as her mouth was, he couldn’t ignore his protesting lungs and pulled away to catch his breath. Sakura was watching him through hazy eyes, her own chest rising and falling more rapidly than before.

“Let me know if I’m going too fast,” he murmured, admiring the flush that had spread down her slender neck, beckoning him to taste the skin there as well.

She nodded shyly before sucking in her breath sharply in a surprised gasp as his lips pressed to the pulse point on her throat. He nuzzled her tenderly, showering her with kisses that grew increasingly hungry, turning open-mouthed and hot. Her hands wandered over his shoulders restlessly, as if she didn’t know what to do with herself, before finally fisting them in the sheets at her sides.

She was still incredibly nervous, wanting to act desirable and seductive but having no idea how to when with someone like Kakashi. His masterful lips were making her pulse flutter as pleasurable sensations raced through her body. He was only touching her neck and she was already feeling so good. It was a sensitive spot she hadn’t even known she possessed, but her sensei found it easily.

She was still swallowing down the moans that threatened to surge up and spill past her lips, not wanting to appear wanton. To her own ears she sounded ridiculous and she was trying her best not to embarrass herself. She figured Kakashi must find her novice behavior unattractive as she proved herself to be every bit the child she had tried to grow out of. She had no idea that her inexperience was actually having the opposite effect, making Kakashi want her all the more.

Her skin was sweet and cool against his lips as he lapped up the lingering droplets of rainwater from her neck, making his way to her ear where he ran his tongue along the shell before drawing the sensitive lobe into his mouth.

He could feel her shiver against him and once again she muffled her sounds of pleasure, denying him that satisfaction of hearing her moan without inhibition.

“You don’t have to hold back,” he rasped, his hot breath washing over her skin and leaving her tingling. “Just let yourself react. I want to know if I’m making you feel good.”

“But I don’t know how to react,” she replied, feeling like an idiot when Kakashi was obviously so much more knowledgeable than her. “I don’t know what to do.”

The man atop pulled away to look at her, a slight smile on his face that made Sakura feel even more mortified. He was laughing at her, she knew it, and she had to fight the urge to bury her blushing face in her hands.

“You don’t have to do anything,” he softly. “You’re thinking too hard. Just relax.”

Sakura shifted her eyes to the side, too embarrassed to look at him as she spoke.

“But I have to act all sexy and experienced, and I don’t know how.”

She began chewing her bottom lip again and Kakashi found the act combined with her shyness to be not only sexy, but rather cute as well. She was already appealing without any affectation, and he wanted her to be comfortable with him. It wouldn’t do to have her feeling ashamed or humiliated.

“Sakura, look at me,” he coaxed, and grudgingly, the kunoichi shifted her focus back to him.

He cupped her jaw with his hand, running his thumb along her lip tenderly as he spoke.

“Don’t worry about acting right now. I don’t want you to act; I want you to be you. Be Sakura for me, not Hana, okay?”

His affectionate words surprised her. She had expected their coupling to be like the heated frenzy it had quickly evolved into last time he had her on his bed, but he seemed to want to take his time with her, to treat her gently, lovingly. His kind words eased her trepidation just a little and she found herself nodding slightly into his hand.

“Ok, I’ll try. I just feel stupid.”

“You’re not stupid,” Kakashi assured. “But it’s clear I’ll have to distract you from over thinking things so much.”

Before she could protest, his lips were on hers again, more demanding but just as gentle. His tongue easily found its way past parted lips to tangle with her own. One hand moved to her hip, fingers caressing lightly as he braced himself on his other elbow to keep his weight lifted off of her.

The sensation was delicious and Sakura begin to feel heat in the pit of her stomach, the same heat that Kakashi had taught her about when they had been traveling to Fuzen Machi. She knew it now as desire. Kakashi was turning her on with seemingly little effort. It was almost unfair that he was so good at this while she was so inexperienced but she couldn’t really complain. True to his word, she began to think more about what he was doing to her rather than how she should be reacting to it.

The smallest of moans sounded low in the back of her throat and Kakashi smiled against her lips, breaking away to trail heated kisses down her neck. She was panting softly now, her breath having been stolen away by his passionate kiss. She was starting to relax and that’s just what he wanted for her.

He scattered kisses over her collarbone, tongue occasionally tracing bony ridges until he came to the sweet mounds he had been longing to taste. He pulled back to admire them, observing coral pink nipples already hard from the cold rain outside, and could think of several desirable methods to warm them up.

Sakura watched him stare at her breasts reverently. Although she was used to having men ogle her body after putting it on display every night, Kakashi’s up close appraisal was once again making her self conscious. Even though the men she interrogated had done the exact same thing, burying their faces in them or squeezing them in broad palms, it was different having someone she knew and trusted looking at her like that. He obviously liked what he saw, but that didn’t stop her from trying to cover her chest with her hands again.

Kakashi caught her wrists easily, knowing what she intended to do.

“It’s a little late to be hiding yourself from me, isn’t it?” he smiled warmly, melting Sakura a little inside with that beautiful smile always kept hidden.

“Maybe,” Sakura mumbled. “But you don’t have to look at me so…closely.”

“Yes I do,” he rasped, releasing her hands in favor of cupping soft breasts gently, long fingers kneading the flesh while his head dipped to press a hot kiss to her sternum.

“Oh!” she gasped, arching into him reflexively as a new and wonderful heat flared inside. His hands seemed to make her forget about everything else, her hands fisting in the sheets tighter as delightful sensations flowed through her body.

She had acted so boldly while giving him a lapdance, driven on by the challenge of seducing him. But now he had taken over, dominating her, and Sakura couldn’t help but submit, feeling vulnerable to a degree she would never allow with anyone else but him.

Kakashi’s mouth watered for the flesh that felt so silky smooth in his hands. Unable to deny himself any more, he latched on to one pink bud and began to suckle gently, feeling the nipple distend even further in his mouth.

She cried out softly, hands leaving the bed to tangle in silver stands, pulling him close to her chest as she arched against his mouth. The feeling of him sucking sent electric pulses of pleasure down her spine, a sensation that was amplified when he started flicking her nipple with his tongue while continuing to caress its twin with a calloused hand.

She couldn’t hold herself back any more, too caught up in the wonderful feeling. Soft murmurs and moans filled the air as she squirmed against the sheets, feeling Kakashi’s sculpted body pin hers down as he switched breasts and began to lavish the other with equal attention.

He growled his approval against the soft mound, tongue swirling around her reddened nipple as she shivered and moaned. This is what he had been fantasizing about for weeks on end. This is what he had desired so many times on cold, lonely nights. He had craved her supple flesh for so long that, now that he had it, he was determined to taste every inch, to explore her head to toe over and over because he had this one and only chance to sample the forbidden fruit that was his former student.

He teased the sensitive bud with his teeth, nipping at it lightly and smiling when her moans grew a little louder. He let his mouth wander all over the sweet globes as if he meant to devour her, licking and suckling but always remaining gentle. Even if desire burned white hot in his loins, erection straining against his dark pants painfully, he didn’t want to hurt her, not even for a second.

Sakura knew that she was making those stupid little noises again, but she couldn’t help herself. Every suck on her hardened nipples made the heat between her legs throb like a burning, beating heart. She felt so hot and wet that she knew she had to be soaked by now. Never had another man at the club succeeded in making her feel this way, in coaxing her body into such a hormonal frenzy. Her clit pulsed in time with her pounding heart and she was almost tempted to worm a hand between her legs and rub the neglected pearl, but that would mean letting go of Kakashi’s hair and she couldn’t seem to make herself loosen her grip.

He cupped the silky mounds in his hands and pressed them together, letting his tongue dip into the cleavage he’d created. Her tiny mewls were driving him mad, and when he glanced up to watch her pretty face over the curve of her breast he found himself looking into hazy green orbs, her heated expression making his cock twitch erratically within his pants.

Her mouth formed a little pink ‘O’ as he drew her nipple into his mouth again, watching her face as he sucked rhythmically. She returned his gaze, watching with both fascination and desire as he suckled her skin until it was angry and red and certain to bear purple bruises by morning.

Kakashi could feel her shivering beneath him, thighs rubbing restlessly and hips tilting upwards as her body sought fulfillment. She probably wasn’t aware she was doing it, but the undulating movement not only rubbed lightly against the shinobi’s erection, but also alerted him that she was ready for his touch in other places.

Releasing her captive breast from his mouth with a wet pop, he shifted back up to claim her lips again, loving the feel of her moaning into his mouth as her fingers twined in his hair tightly. She was responding fervently now, as hungry for his mouth as he was for hers, and when they finally pulled away, they were both equally breathless.

“Sakura,” he whispered, a broad hand slipping beneath her head to cradle it gently. “Let me finish what I started the other day.”

For a moment, her lust clouded mind wasn’t sure what he meant. All her nerve endings were burning; synapses firing as pulses of pleasure were transmitted, making it hard to process anything else. But then a warm hand fluttered across her bare stomach, fingers stroking around her navel and making her taunt muscles jump until they reached the waistband of her panties, skimming along their edge and waiting for her permission to dip beneath the cotton material to rub against skin.

He wanted to touch her there.

The memory of what it had felt like having his fingers inside her was still freshly imprinted. Every subtle movement of his finger had resulted in a pleasure unlike anything she had ever felt. Now she was so aroused, Sakura thought she might burst. There was nothing she wanted more than to be touched there by him.

“Yes,” she murmured softly, mouth and mind still a little disoriented as his hand teased along the edge of her panties. “Please, Kakashi.”

The Copy nin didn’t need to hear anything else, rolling off of her and a little to the side so her could maneuver better. He propped himself on his elbow, hand still cradling her head as his hand slipped beneath her simple panties, fingers sliding over her skin like a blind man reading brail, like he meant to envision every part of her he touched. His eyes, however, were still fixed upon her face.

Her silky skin beneath his fingertips was heavenly, the flawless expanse stretching on and on until he finally came upon the small patch of hair she hadn’t shaved away. It was coarse and wiry, but he still loved the feel of it, let his fingers brush over the trim curls repeatedly, noting that the lower he went, the damper the hair became.

Sakura whimpered, biting her lip softly as she once again felt self conscious about Kakashi watching her every response. His mismatched eyes looked down on her, drinking her up, and Sakura had to remind herself that he wasn’t expecting anything of her. She didn’t have to impress him with sultry words or actions, so she did her best to let her body react naturally to his touch.

Her thighs parted of their own accord when he reached her apex, fingers ghosting playfully along her hairless outer lips. The skin there was already slick with her desire and Kakashi groaned softly in awed need.

“You’re already so wet. Your body is so responsive.”

His words made Sakura’s face bloom in a fresh blush and she tilted her head away, trying to escape his scrutiny, but before she could get far, his lips met hers and coaxed her back, tongue running over her trembling bottom lip as his hand continued to tease beneath her panties.

He broke the kiss, their lips just barely touching as he whispered, “You’re so beautiful, Sakura.”

Something within Sakura’s chest clenched, although she wasn’t sure whether the feeling was good or bad. She had always dreamed she would hear words like that the first time she made love, only they would be whispered by the man she had pined after for years. Never would she have guessed that it would be Kakashi saying those things to her as he explored her body with tongue and lips and fingers. A small part of her was grateful for his words, because, if she closed her eyes and let herself get lost in the compassionate tones of his voice, she could pretend for a little while that she was doing this with a man she loved, not because her mission required it. She wasn’t imagining that he was Sasuke, but pretending that, in this moment, they were more than just teammates acting intimate for the sake of their mission, and with the way he was touching her, soft and gentle, it wasn’t hard to do.

Kakashi’s wandering digit made its way to the small, swollen button where smooth skin gave way to slick heat. He let his finger brush over it gently, delighting in how it made her shiver. She had been so wonderfully responsive last time he played with her clit and he was eager to repeat the experience.

With practiced skill, he began to rub circles around the tender pearl, watching her face intently as he pleasured her. Her eyes slid shut and a small mewl passed her lips, just as sweet as the sounds she had made last time he caressed her there.

He began to stroke, letting his calloused fingertip brush over her clit at a slow steady pace and was rewarded with a shuddering moan and the instant bucking her hips into his hand.

“Does that feel good, Sakura?”

She figured he just wanted to hear her talk, to confirm that he was skilled enough to reduce her to the quivering pile of goo she was now, because Sakura though it was pretty darn obvious that what he was doing felt divine. The slightest friction against her clit sent white hot pleasure along her spine and low in her belly, increasing the feeling of liquid heat and making the muscles of her womanhood contract pleasurably. Even though her reactions alone could have been enough of an answer, she responded with a shaky reply.

“Y-yes, Kakashi. More, please.”

She hadn’t intended on begging him to continue his exploration but the words had just come out, and when she cracked an eye open to find him looking down at her with an expression of pure desire, she figured he had no problems with her request.

He lowered his head enough to press a hot kiss to her jaw as his finger centered over her pearl and applied a gentle but steady pressure, making her quiver and moan beneath him.

“That’s it, Sakura. Tell me what you want me to do to you. Tell me where you need to be touched.”

His voice was so low and husky, and even though it was still familiar, it had never before resonated as so deliciously sexy. The sound of it alone was enough to make the muscles of her tight canal flutter, and the sensation reminded her of how good it had felt to have his finger stroking her there, sliding against the slippery inner walls of her sex.

Emerald eyes focused on orbs of black and red as she whispered, “Inside. Please touch me inside.”

Kakashi’s lips quirked into a smile at her words. She was so eager and needy, driven crazy by him rubbing her clit for only a few moments. He couldn’t recall ever being with a woman so sensitive, but he also couldn’t remember being with anyone this innocent. And yet, not one of his previous partners had managed to cast a spell on him quite like she had. Never had he wanted so badly to pay homage to a female body, to touch it and taste it wholly, completely, to watch every little response as if it were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

Unable to hold back any longer, he abandoned her throbbing clit and slid his finger along her slit before pushing inside slowly, groaning as her body welcomed him with scorching heat and dripping moisture.

She gasped, her sweet mouth falling open in an expression of awed pleasure, green eyes losing focus as she was swept away by the sensation of his finger filling her. Her back arched reflexively, aiding him in pushing deep until his entire digit was inside her body.

She felt so fucking good, feminine muscles pulsing around him and holding him tight. With a an impassioned growl, he shifted to scatted kisses all over her face before pulling back to watch her expression as he began to move within her, pumping at a slow pace that soon had her moaning long and low, eyes shut against the pleasure that surged through her with every plunge of his fingers.

Sakura began to rock her hips shyly against his hand, perhaps in a motion that wasn’t even conscious, but it betrayed her desire for more.

He pulled his finger out nearly all the way, and when he pushed back inside, his first finger was joined by a second.

Sakura responded immediately, crying out wantonly and clutching at his shoulders with pale hands. She trembled against him as he continued to pump, taking care to be gentle so her body could adjust to the new intrusion. She was moaning and whimpering incoherently as he cradled her vulnerable form, his hand still supporting her head while the other one twisted within her. Every time he crooked his fingers and made beckoning motions inside, she would let out a particularly passionate moan, head turning restlessly from side to side as her eyes closed, carried away on the pleasure he was giving her.

Her hips had resumed rising to meet his pistoning fingers, urging him to push into her a little faster. He could hear the wet sounds that accompanied every thrust into her body but her moans nearly drowned them out. Her inhibitions seemed to be gone as she gave into the carnal lust inside her, moving on instinct as he pleasured her body and introduced her to a world she previously hadn’t known.

Her feminine scent was surrounded them, filling his nostrils like exotic incense. She was musky and sweet and the scent alone was enough to make him mad with lust. His mouth watered for her and he tried to satiate his hunger by claiming her mouth in another kiss, swallowing up her moans as his fingers moved relentlessly.

Sakura’s mind had ceased processing all rational thought, wholly focused now on simply feeling what Kakashi was doing to her. She was no longer aware of the sounds she was making or the way she was clinging to Kakashi so desperately. She didn’t even notice her hips rocking in a sensuous grind against her lover’s hand. All she knew was that she had never felt so good and Kakashi hadn’t used anything but his fingers. The feeling only got better when he added another finger, stretching her tight opening in a way that only added to the pleasure. Her eyes opened as she cried out, feeling even fuller than she had been before. He was still watching her closely, but she couldn’t bring herself to care so much anymore, not when he was making her feel so amazing.

Kakashi could feel her flex around his digits as he dipped another finger into her liquid heat, marveling at her tightness and the way she so obviously enjoyed it, moaning at the sensation even though she had never been filled like this before. It appeared he wouldn’t have to worry about hurting her when he joined their bodies, for she seemed to thrive on being stretched and filled to the brim.

Her plentiful juices had started to drip from her opening to run down her thighs and coat Kakashi’s hand. The enticing aroma made him crave more than just the taste and texture of her mouth. He wanted to sample her sweetest place and drink up the juices currently soaking into the motel bedspread.

Gently, he pulled his digits free, noting how her body clamped around him in protest as he withdrew.

“K-Kakashi, no…” Sakura whimpered, her body still on fire and so close to release that to stop now would certainly drive her mad.

“Shh,” he soothed, shifting to straddle her hips as he slid his hand from under her head and brought the fingers that had just been inside her to his lips.

She watched with wide eyes as he sucked each digit clean of her desire, seeming to savor it more than he would a fine wine or gourmet chocolate. Sakura’s inner muscles clenched at the sight of his agile pink tongue lapping between his fingers to catch every bit of her juices, his eyes locked with hers the whole time in a sultry gaze. He seemed to think she was absolutely delectable, and while the thought was quite erotic, she was a little squeamish about him licking up anything that had come from that part of her.

“You’re delicious,” he rasped seductively, making Sakura’s stomach flip-flop as heat washed over her.

His lowered his body onto hers, head descending, and she thought he meant to kiss her again but instead, his lips moved to linger next to her ear, so close she could feel them brushing the lobe as he spoke.

“I want to taste more.”

Without waiting for a response, he began to kiss his way down her body, lips gliding over her collarbone and between sensitized breasts on a path that could only lead him to one place.

“B-but not there, not with your tongue,” the kunoichi stammered breathlessly as Kakashi placed hot, opened-mouthed kisses around her navel.

Kakashi glanced up at her, giving her a sexy smirk that threatened to melt her right on the spot.

“Didn’t I tell you that if we did this, we were going to do it right?”

Sakura was not convinced.

“But it’s dirty there,” she protested.

The silver haired man seemed unfazed, holding her gaze as his dipped his head to breathe against her skin.

“I’ll be the judge of that.”

She watched, mystified and incredibly aroused as he focused once again on her body, letting his tongue trace over protruding hip bones before kissing down to nuzzle his nose in the small patch of pink hair that covered her mound.

“W-wait, Kakashi,” she panted, her shyness returning as she tried to scramble backwards on the bed. He couldn’t taste her there. It was no place for the human mouth to be. What if he found her disgusting and wanted to stop? She would die of both mortification and unfulfilled need. It would be easier if he just took off his pants so he could—

“Oh no you don’t,” he chuckled darkly, slipping hands under her rear and jerking her back towards him, smirking at her squeak as she found herself on her back with his hands spreading her thighs wide.

Kakashi was not about to let her escape, not when he was so close to tasting the fruit he had fantasized about for so long. He slung her legs over his shoulders as his hands squeezed the firm flesh of her thighs, admiring the beautiful sight of Sakura’s delicate flower, slick and pink and absolutely mouth watering.

“Kakashi?” Sakura whimpered again, her voice holding traces of that initial shyness and uncertainty.

“Just relax, Sakura. I think you’re going to like this,” he assured, peering at her over the curve of her hipbone. She was flushed and glowing with a light layer of sweat, long pink hair falling in messy waves across the white pillow. She looked ravished and flustered and so sexy that Kakashi could hardly believe she was the same girl he had met when she was twelve years old. She was trusting him and it wouldn’t do to have her still feeling anxious, although he had a feeling the moment he touched his tongue to her, she would forget all about her embarrassment.

She watched breathlessly as his head disappeared between her legs and trembled when she felt him blow a puff of air over her exposed sex. She couldn’t believe she was letting him do this. This seemed sinfully dirty, but at the same time, she shivered with anticipation, wondering what he would do next.

And then she felt it, a warm, wet slide of a flexible muscle along her slit as his tongue began to explore her most intimate place. She cried out in surprise as the electric jolts of raw pleasure searing her nerve endings coincided with his ministrations, the muscles of her womb clenching hard inside of her.

His hands slid higher on her thighs so his thumbs could open up her outer lips, exposing her sweet hole and allowing him to see just how wet she was. Her clit was red and swollen after all his teasing and moisture slowly leaked from her entrance. She was absolutely beautiful, hypnotizing him with the sight of those velvety feminine folds.

He began to lap at her center, pushing his tongue into every crevice as he drank in her nectar, loving how her thighs jerked and spasmed as her moans filled the room, wilder and more passionate than they had been before. He had been right in guessing that her self consciousness would flee once he slipped his tongue inside her.

He plunged his tongue into her as deep as he could, swirling it around the tight channel and feeling her flex around his invading muscle. He was drunk on her exquisite taste and smell, loving the feeling of arousal-slicked flesh against his tongue. He just couldn’t get enough and he began to suck and slurp at her as if he meant to eat her alive.

“Oh Kakashi, ah…ahh!

His tongue was even more amazing than his fingers, doing all sorts of wickedly wonderful things. She could feel the limber muscle slipping in and out of her and found herself liking it, loving it as she called his name in awed rapture, amazed that feeling like this was even possible. So this was what all of Kitsune’s books had been talking about.

Kakashi abandoned her juicy center, focusing his attention on her swollen clit and let his tongue tap over the slick pearl teasing it, circling it, slicking over it, and reveling in every moan, whimper and cry that escaped her lips.

Sakura’s hands returned to his hair, unconsciously pressing on his head as she raised her hips, trying to press him further against her and increase the contact. She could barely breathe, gulping in air in shuddering sobs as he feasted on her sensitive flesh.

Something was coiling tight in her stomach, something that had started within her so many times whenever she tried touching herself or in one of the many unfinished encounters with Kakashi. It felt like a ball of pressure, or a spring coiled too tight, just waiting to burst in what was sure to be a nearly agonizing wave of searing pleasure.

Kakashi chuckled at her zeal when he felt her hands tugging in his hair as her hips bucked against his lips. She was acting hungry and wild and not at all like the virgin he knew she was, but that was why he loved this. He had brought out the sexual being that resided in her and only wanted to further its development.

He closed his lips around her clit and applied a soft suction, immediately extracting a cry that quickly spiraled into a wail as he sucked harder, feeling her arch and buck beneath him. He pulled away, keeping his mouth latched hungrily onto her clit, increasing the section until it finally left his lips with a wet pop, the bundle of nerves left angry and red by his actions. Kakashi repeated the process, sucking and nibbling and doing everything he could to make sure she was crying and thrashing in ecstasy.

Sakura’s virgin body finally couldn’t take it any more as his lips closed around her once more and his tongue began to tap syncopated rhythms against her clit. Colors flashed before her eyes as the ball of light in her belly burst, exploding like a nebula and blinding her with flashing of white hot pleasure. She could hear a voice somewhere chanting Kakashi’s name over and over but couldn’t make the connection that it was her own. Her nipples, her clit, even her fingers and toes and everywhere in between were charged with electric energy that carried the most incredible sensations she had ever experienced, and for a few moments, she was floating, falling, flailing outside of her body as the pleasure carried her away to a place she had never been.

It was easy for Kakashi to tell when his lover reached her peak. Her whole body went rigid as she arched, fingers digging into his scalp as she called his name urgently, desperately, body strung taught as the pleasure flowed through her.

He sucked at her until she collapsed, breathless and spent, sitting up to wipe his mouth with back of his hand carelessly before covering her nude form with his own body, feeling her pulse race as she tried to catch her breath.

When it was over, she couldn’t even bring herself to move, feeling more drained and boneless than she had ever felt after a full day of training. Even opening her eyes seemed like a monumental task, and so she lay in the darkness for a moment as she drifted back to full consciousness, aware of the comforting weight of Kakashi’s body atop hers and the scattering of warm kisses over her shoulders and neck.

Her eyes opened at last, her movements sluggish and lazy as she basked in the afterglow. Kakashi was nuzzling the tender spot of her neck just behind her ear, causing her to let out a contented sigh as she moved to wrap her arms around him, enjoying the firmness of his muscular back beneath her fingertips.

“So, was your first orgasm worthy of all the hype?” he chuckled, kissing his way up to her mouth to nibble at her bottom lip playfully.

“Mmm hmm,” Sakura smiled, running her tongue over the place Kakashi had just kissed to discover traces of her own juices and finding she didn’t taste that bad after all. “If that’s what it’s like with just your tongue, I can wait to feel what it’s like when you’re actually inside me.”

Kakashi’s cock throbbed at her words. He too wanted very badly to be wedged inside her tight body, but he had to be sure this was what she really wanted. He would never forgive himself if he discovered she had changed her mind and lacked the courage to tell him so.

“Sakura,” he said, expression growing serious as he hovered above her. “Are you sure this is what you want? It’s not too late for us to stop if you’re having second thoughts. I won’t be angry.”

Sakura threaded her fingers through Kakashi’s hair and guided him down for another kiss, strangely curious about the flavor he had left on her lips and wanting to have another taste. Their kiss was long and passionate, and soon the heat was building inside of her again, that tingling throb between her legs that begged to be satisfied.

“Don’t you dare back out on me Kakashi,” she murmured against his lips. “I know for sure this is what I want.”

Deep down, the Copy nin was thankful for her answer. If she had stopped things where they were, he just might have died if he had to once again resort to his own hand to finish the job.

“All right,” he rasped, pulling back to brush a stray piece of hair from her eyes. He sat back on his knees and began to slide his sweats down over his hips, freeing his erection before kicking the material off his legs completely. He disrobed so quickly that Sakura didn’t get a good look at his anatomy before he was already hovering over her again, hands coaxing her thighs apart so he could settle between them. She would have liked to touch him, to explore his body as he had explored hers and perhaps discover additional ways to please a man to add to what she had already learned. However, when she felt something hot and hard press against her opening, she no longer wanted to delay the moment of their union any longer.

Kakashi sucked in his breath as he felt her slickness against his shaft. Heat was radiating from her core, washing over him and he had to remind himself that he must be gentle with her because this was her first time.

He was just about to push forward when he realized that in his lusty haze, he hadn’t given a thought to protection.

“Fuck,” he hissed, pulling back and meeting Sakura’s questioning gaze. “I don’t have any condoms with me.”

“So?” she asked, not bothered at all by his statement.

“So?” he repeated incredulously to her remark. “That means we can’t do this, Sakura. I can’t risk getting you pregnant.”

He was expecting her to be disappointed, or maybe even angry, but she just smiled at him.

“Kakashi, you’re forgetting that I’m a medic.”

“What does that have to do with it?”

Sakura rolled her eyes. For being an elite shinobi, he was acting awfully dense.

“It has everything to do with it. I have control over almost everything in my body, including my ovaries. I haven’t had my period since leaving Konoha. I’ve been delaying it until we get home.”

Kakashi’s dismayed expression turned awed as he looked at her in fascination.

“You can do that?”

“Most high level medics can,” she giggled.

“Then it’s not a problem?”

“Not at all.”

Kakashi breathed a sigh of relief and was once again moving to align himself with her entrance, rubbing the head of his cock against her lips to coat himself in her juices.

Sakura moaned softly as he brushed over her clit, stoking the fire of her arousal and making her even hotter for him.

“Are you ready?” he whispered peering down at her face. She was biting her lip again and looking a little nervous, but she nodded her reply, signaling she wanted him to continue.

He took her hands in his, intertwining their fingers as he leaned forward, pinning her hands to either side of her head, their faces only a few inches apart.

“Tell me if it’s too much and I’ll slow down,” he said softly, staring into luminous green eyes.

“Ok,” was her whispered reply, squeezing the hands held in hers as he began to push his hips forward.

Sakura’s eyes never left Kakashi’s as she felt her body open up for him, felt his hardness sink slowly inside of her and push deeper, deeper, stretching her in a way she had never experienced. Her kiss-swollen lips parted in a breathy moan as he filled her. There was no pain, just the new and strange sensation of being so full, like an emptiness she hadn’t even known about was made whole by him. So this was what it felt to be as physically close to another human as possible. Kakashi was inside of her, housed in her most intimate place, and she found herself incredibly grateful she was experiencing this for the first time with him and not a perfect stranger.

A soft growl that bordered on a moan sounded low in the back of Kakashi’s throat as he eased inside her. She was so slick from their previous activities that he slid easily into her body, only to be gripped fiercely by feminine muscles and drawn deeper into her welcoming paradise. She was incredibly tight, just as he knew she’d be, and the blazing heat and plentiful moisture inside her felt so good against his shaft that his body wanted nothing more than to pound in and out of her until he was satisfied. His mind, however, was more concerned with Sakura’s experience, and he watched her expression change from nervousness to pleasured wonderment as he slipped past her outer lips and into her womb.

“Are you ok?” he whispered breathlessly, noting how tightly she was squeezing his hands. “Does it hurt?”

“No,” she panted back, reassuring him with a timid smile. “It just feels…weird.”

“It will feel better than weird. I promise,” he smiled back before dipping his head to taste her pink lips once more. She deepened the kiss, drawing his tongue into her mouth at the moment Kakashi pulled back and pushed his hips forward once more, making her cry out against his lips.

He pumped into her, shallow and slow, ravaging her mouth while keeping her hands pinned by her head. Every forward thrust extracted a soft moan from her which he swallowed up with his demanding kiss. Her legs came up to lock around his waist, ankles crossed at the small of his back as he groaned at the exquisite feeling of her virgin body.

Finally, his lungs needed air more than his mouth needed hers, and he broke the kiss to gaze down at her, never stopping the steady rhythm of his hips. She was panting hard, breath punctuated by a soft moan with every thrust. Her own pelvis was lifting to meet his and her firm breasts were jiggling captivatingly every time he pushed into her. He was struck with the desire to really make them bounce by driving into her harder but he wanted to take things slow and make sure this was as good for her as it was for him.

He bent down to capture one hardened nipple in his mouth, sucking it hard and delighting in her breathless moan as she arched up against him, hips bucking to meet his a little more fervently.

He sucked at the bud until it was swollen and red before giving similar attention to its twin. Sakura’s moans and grown louder and less inhibited as she was swept away by the sensation of his thick shaft sliding inside of her, stretching her, claiming her, but just when she felt he was going to touch a magical place inside her, he retreated and she longed for him to push deeper inside.

“More,” she whimpered softly, a little embarrassed to make such a wanton request, but her breathless plea seemed to arouse her partner further, for he released her breast and gazed at her with lust-darkened eyes.

“What do you want?” he asked, voice raspy and low as he paused momentarily in his ministrations, her body burning with need and clenching around him, trying to urge him to continue.

“I want you…deeper,” she mumbled, turning her face away in shame. Kakashi knew the real her and she didn’t want him to think she was suddenly some dirty harlot. But instead of sneering or laughing at her, he released her hands, one bracing himself on his elbow as the other one trailed down her stomach to the place they were joined.

“You don’t have to be so shy,” he whispered against her cheek since her face was still turned away. “Just tell me what you want, baby. I’ll do anything for you.”

Sakura’s heart fluttered at the pet name, but she didn’t have time to dwell on it because the hand between them found her clit and began to rub teasing circles over it as his hips resumed their thrusting, driving deeper than before.

She cried out as liquid fire suddenly rushed in her veins and pleasure sang through her. Her hands fisted in the sheets by her head, desperate to hold on to something as he touched new places inside of her.

“Is that good?” he breathed against her ear, the smirk on his lips audible in his voice.

“Oh god,” she whimpered, turning her face back to him, eyes squeezed shut and mouth hanging open.

Kakashi decided to take that as a yes.

She was so beautiful, spread out for him like this. Her body rippled around him and it felt like she was growing even wetter thanks to the hand teasing the bud above where he was wedged within, and she began to buck up against him again, hips moving without her permission. He didn’t have enough leverage with only one hand holding his weight so he withdrew from her swollen clit to brace himself on both elbows, thrusting hard and deep into her, but still slow and steady.

Sakura moaned her approval at the deeper penetration, cracking open hazy eyes to watch him hovering above her. Her mind was in a daze, thought processes overridden by the acute sensations seeming to reverberate in her very soul. She had figured Kakashi would be good in bed but she never thought it would be like this. The pleasure went so much deeper than just her skin; it was in the very marrow of her being and she couldn’t imagine being without him after all this was over. She was now aware of an emptiness inside her that he had filled with his physical body as well as an emotional connectivity. She was wanted, now in this moment, in a way nobody close to her had ever wanted her before, and the feeling was gloriously overwhelming. She never wanted this moment to end.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and crushed him against her, pressing his sculpted torso against her bare chest. The feel of him inside her was like nothing she had experienced before, so deep and intimate, and even his deep thrusting wasn’t enough. Her hands began to wander his scarred back restlessly, fingers exploring pale skin and smearing the droplets of sweat formed there until they found his hips and settled on the toned expanse of his ass. The hard muscle flexed enticingly as he moved and she was so caught up was she in the moment that she grabbed a firm cheek in each hand, trying to press him more fully into herself as she arched up to meet him.

Kakashi made a low, primal sound in his throat, incredibly turned on by her eagerness. Her hands were urging him to move faster and so he complied, picking up the speed of his thrusts and groaning as her liquid heat squeezed him harder.

“That’s it Sakura,” he encouraged, speaking loud enough to make himself heard over the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.

“Harder,” she panted, the hot ball of desire burning unbearably in her belly. She could feel that she was close to another release but not quite there yet, and she needed more of him to reach her brink.

And then he was sliding away, his body leaving hers and Sakura gave a frustrated moan, thinking he was abandoning her. But then she felt broad hands prying her legs apart and spreading her thighs wide until her limbs dangled in the air helplessly with Kakashi kneeling in front of her, still lodged inside her deeply.

This new position allowed the Copy nin to watch her tight hole swallow up his member and he gazed transfixed as he gave a few shallow thrusts.

“I wish you could see yourself,” he whispered reverently, eyes traveling the length of her body to her flushed face before returning to the beautiful sight of her womanhood stretched around him. “You’re so pink and wet and beautiful.”

If Sakura hadn’t been aroused to the point of near insanity, she would have found his words mortifying, but as it was, she just wriggled her hips restlessly in an unvoiced plea for him to move, making Kakashi moan heatedly as the movement made her body squeeze him with a fresh wave of muscle contractions.

Gripping a toned thigh in each hand, he began to rock his pelvis back and forth, rapidly picking up the tempo until he was drilling into her as fast as he could. Sakura went wild beneath him, writhing and arching and moaning in a way that made it hard to believe she had been a virgin until just a few moments ago. She was so sexy, so feminine and beautiful. He knew she was strong enough to knock him through the wall if she wanted to but the fact she was flat on her back beneath him, letting him dominate her like this was an aphrodisiac in itself. He watched her writhe, mismatched eyes glazed with lust, taking in her firm body glowing with sweat, her bouncing breasts, her pretty face contorted in an expression of pure ecstasy.

“Fuck,” he breathed, hardly aware that the word had left his mouth, so entranced was he by the look and smell and feel of her.

The second Kakashi started slamming into her, Sakura thought she was going to die.

Vaginal muscled contracted sharply, squeezing ever tighter in pleasure so intense, it practically scalded her nerve endings. Everything around her became a blur except Kakashi, his hard body working as his hips pumped forward into her with frightening force, jarring her whole body deliciously. Sweat was running down his chest and abdomen, his hair messy and disheveled while his jaw was set in a grimace of pleasure. He was so damn sexy. If she could only have known that a sex god resided under that infernal mask of his, she would have abandoned Sasuke’s fanclub immediately in favor of her sensei’s.

She thought she heard Kakashi whisper something but se couldn’t be sure, for he surged forward harder and deeper, rubbing a spot in her that finally released the burning star in her belly, making it explode into a supernova that sent an entire rainbow of colors across her vision.

“Ah! Ahhhh! Kakashiiiii!”

She couldn’t have stopped herself from screaming if she tried, her orgasm ripping away all rational thought as it threatened to tear her apart. She could feel her womanhood pulsing around the cock deep inside her, muscles trying to milk the orgasm out of him and claim his seed. The fire in her veins turned to blinding light, blotting out her vision and racing through her at top speed only to bounce back and reverberate in her nipples, her clit, her womb, making her dizzy as her senses were overloaded.

Kakashi let out his breath as if someone had punched him in the gut, the sudden vice-like grip of her womanhood literally knocking the wind out of him. He released her legs to grab her shoulders and pin her to the bed, holding her down as she convulsed violently, her pleasured expression so sweet that he would be burned vividly into his mind the rest of his life. He managed a few more thrusts, before burying his face in the crook of her shoulder and let his own release wash over him, spilling himself into Sakura’s womb. He groaned long and low as he felt weeks of sexual tension leave him all at once, pleasure flowing through him and leaving him so drained, exhausted and wonderfully satisfied that he collapsed on top of his lover, face buried in the pillow her head rested on with his softening manhood still inside her.

Slowly, Sakura drifted down from her high, becoming aware that Kakashi was lying on top of her heavily, chest expanding and contracting against hers as they both tried to catch their breath. Her whole body tingled with the aftermath of her orgasm, her endorphin level so high that she was almost delirious, her mind and body wrapped in a warm fuzziness that thrummed pleasantly through her body.

She managed to slide her arms out from under Kakashi’s body and wrap them around his shoulders, hands coming to rest in his hair where they played with the sweaty silver strands idly.

For a moment, there was no sound in the room but the soft panting of their breathing gradually returning to a more normal rate. Kakashi finally found the strength to move, rolling to the side a little to take his weight off her as he propped himself up on one elbow.

Sakura was looking up at him shyly, but with a dreamy smile on her face.

“Wow,” she murmured, looking as satisfied as he felt.

“Wow indeed,” he replied, brushing away a strand of damp, pink hair stuck to her forehead before kissing her lazily, the meeting of their lips drunken and slow.

When they parted, Sakura snuggled further into her pillow like a sleepy kitten, her satisfied smile having yet to go away.

“So that’s what sex is like?” she murmured dreamily. “Why the hell didn’t I do it sooner?”

Kakashi chuckled, nuzzling the junction of her shoulder. He wondered why it felt so right to be lying here with his former student in post coital bliss when he knew what they had just done was terribly wrong…even if the mission did call for it.

“It was quite amazing wasn’t it?” he mumbled against her skin, trying to remember if he had ever had sex quite this good. He couldn’t recall a time when he had.

There was a pause as the weight of her future task returned to the kunoichi. Sure, sex with Kakashi had been wonderfully mind blowing, but the harsh reality was that she would have to do this with someone else very soon, someone who wouldn’t take the time to pleasure her as her ex- sensei had, someone quite dangerous.

“Kakashi,” she whispered. “How the hell am I going to do this with the kidnapper? I…I don’t know if I can do it.”

Though her voice was soft, it held a tinge of fear, a quiet desperation that cut through the sleepy satisfied fog in Kakashi’s mind.

He raised his head from the crook of her neck, finding her luminous eyes full of uncertainty. It wasn’t uncommon for kunoichi to use their bodies on a mission, but Sakura hadn’t had any training for it besides the rushed and inadequate lessons he had given her on the way to Fuzen Machi. It wasn’t fair at all to put her in this position and he wished there was some other way around it, but he had yet to come up with a solution that would spare her from sleeping with their enemy.

“You can do it Sakura,” encouraged, trying to ease her worries as he hovered above her, but even as he said it, his chest clenched at the thought of her moaning for anybody else the way she had for him when he touched her. “You just have to detach your mind from your body. It won’t be with him like it was with me. You have to remember it’s just business but put on an act to make him believe that it’s real.”

Sakura’s eyes searched his own, seeming to find comfort in those red and black depths because he felt her relax a little beneath him.

“I know,” she whispered. “It’s just…I wish I didn’t have to.”

He kissed her again, trying to chase away all of her fear and doubt.

“I wish you didn’t have to either,” he whispered against his lips, wondering if she knew how sincere those words were.

He pulled her close, pressing soft kisses to her temple, loving the feeling of her soft body molded to his, but he knew this blissful sin couldn’t last.

“Dajaku and the girls will get curious if you stay too long,” he said, hating that he was making her go when all he wanted to do was hold her through the night.

“I told Misaki I needed to be alone for a while. I don’t think it will matter if I stay here for the night,” she replied, making no move to get dressed.

“Are you sure?” he asked, pulling back once against to regard her face.

He knew she was strong woman, with a will that was tougher to bend than many people he knew, but right now she was hurting and vulnerable. One of her friends had disappeared and could even be dead, and he had failed Sakura in hunting her down and bringing her home. She had just given him her body in the most intimate way, and was probably tangled in a web of conflicting feelings considering sex, especially the first time, was quite an emotional thing for a woman. He wanted to comfort her, to be there for her in a way that nobody else could, for while he wondered if maybe a female companion may understand her situation better, he was the only one that knew her true identity and the mission that she had been sent to accomplish.

Apparently she felt the same way, because she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tight.

“Please let me stay,” she whispered. “I don’t want to be alone tonight.”

Kakashi didn’t need to be convinced any further. Without a word, he rolled onto his side, taking her with him so she was tucked securely against his chest, strong arms surrounding her in a protective cocoon. He only wished he could do more to spare her from the world’s cruelties, even if as a kunoichi, she was destined to face them.

She snuggled against him, fitting into his arms so perfectly he wondered briefly if she truly did belong there, but then his common sense won out and he remembered that this was only for tonight, that it didn’t mean anything, that she had just needed someone to introduce her to sex and he had happened to be the most fitting candidate. Even so, he didn’t want to let her go.

“Kakashi,” she murmured softly, already halfway asleep. “Thank you.”

He wasn’t sure how long they lay in silence, her breath slowing and evening out, telling him she had succumbed to sleep. The low wattage lamp was still on but he had no intention of disturbing the woman in his arms to turn it off.

He rested his chin on the top of her head, inhaling her sweet fragrance and wondered how the hell he was going to go back to not being able to touch her after this night, but at least she had allowed him one chance to fulfill his dark fantasies, to taste her sweet lips and skin and show her pleasure in a way she had never felt before.

Even though she couldn’t hear it, he replied to her last spoken words, murmuring softly against her hair.

“No Sakura, I’m the one that should be thanking you.”

XXXXX

Tsunade drummed her fingers on the polished surface of her wooden desk. She had just sifted through the bundle of letters and scrolls delivered by mail from places outside the village and still there was no word from Sakura or Kakashi.

She knew the mission would be quite an eye opener for her apprentice, but she hadn’t expected the mission to take this long. Their prolonged absence must mean some sort of complication, but she wondered why Kakashi or Sakura hadn’t written her about it. Perhaps they hadn’t had a chance to send a letter without compromising their undercover identities, but even that explanation did little to ease the knot of worry that had formed in her stomach.

Just then, her office door burst open and a cacophony of orange and black barged in.

“Tsunade Ba-chan!” the rambunctious ninja exclaimed eagerly. “Any word from Sakura?”

The busty woman behind the desk glared at the Kyuubi container. His timing was impeccable as always, dropping by unannounced or without so much as a knock on her door.

“Naruto, how many times have a told you not to come flying in without knocking or—”

The younger shinobi’s face fell.

“So that’s a no then?”

“Yes Naruto, it’s a ‘no.’”

He pouted a moment, looking much more boyish with such a childish expression on his face before blue eyes widened.

“What if she’s in trouble? Maybe something happened to her or Kakashi-sensei and they need backup!”

“Naruto, you’re jumping to conclusions,” the Hokage sighed, even though his words echoed the thoughts she had just been having before he came tearing into her office.

“But—” he started again but Tsunade held up her hand, silencing him.

“Let’s give it another week and if we still don’t hear from them, I’ll send the rest of Team Seven to Fuzen Machi to investigate. Deal?”

“All of Team Seven? Baa-chan, that means I’m going to have to listen to Sai and Sasuke argue the whole way there,” he whined.

The Godaime’s brow creased in irritation.

“Would you rather a send someone else then?”

“No, but—”

“Then stop complaining. I have work to do so please leave my office before I change my mind and send Ino and her Team after them instead.”

“Aww, but Ba-chan—”

“Naruto!” she said, slamming her hands on her desk hard enough to crack the sturdy wood.

“Alright, alright,” he relented, putting up surprisingly little resistance today. Perhaps he was just excited he would be the one sent if Tsunade did indeed dispatch backup for Sakura and Kakashi.

The orange jacketed man exited, leaving the office as quiet as it had been before he came in and Tsunade slumped heavily in her chair. She reached into one of her desk drawers and pulled out a hidden bottle of sake after looking around to make sure Shizune wouldn’t come in and catch her drinking on the job again.

She was just as worried about Sakura as Naruto was but she didn’t want to be hasty in her decision making. If she was going to send backup, she wanted a good reason. She had sent an inquiry to Dajaku’s club almost a week ago, giving them plenty of time to reply. If another full week passed without a response, she would then send the trio to investigate.

She sighed and took a long swig of the burning liquid, feeling it take the edge off of her anxiety.

A little more time, she would give them a little more time.

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Alright everyone, they did it at last! I know it look me a long time to update but since this was such a pivotal part in the story, I wanted to make sure it was a high quality. Hopefully I succeeded in that. Thanks for reading! The next installment will be out…soon I hope?