Shotgun Wedding

Chapter 2

The trip to Cloud country was surprisingly uneventful, except for the occasional sighting of a hunter-nin from the village. Konoha would send them out, as a sign of their seriousness, but the nin wouldn’t actually bring in their targets until told otherwise.

The only thing that really threw off the usually playful vibe in the group was the fact that every night Kakashi drew Sakura up against him when they slept. When they used an inn, it wasn’t a problem, but when they slept outside, Kakashi swore he felt two pairs of eyes boring holes in his back. They knew it was all for show, but Sasuke and Naruto still didn’t trust the older man, especially when he wandered down the path with his nose in a smutty novel. Both boys read them too, of course, but they weren’t snuggling up to their lovely teammate every night, so they felt justified in their suspicions.

Sakura just ignored the subtle tension. She knew that Kakashi was nothing but a gentleman with her. Every embrace he bestowed on her was gentle and welcoming, not lecherous and suggestive. Though waking up one morning with him prodding her in the back had made her doubt his intensions briefly. She gasped and tumbled out of their narrow bed at the inn, yelling accusations at him. At least until the sleepy, embarrassed man explained the morning inconvenience that afflicted most of his gender. She’d apologized to him with a small blush and felt rather awkward the rest of the day when she was near him. Who wouldn’t feel a bit awkward after feeling their former teacher’s erection poking at them after a night in his arms? Could it get any more personal than that?

When they finally arrived at their destination, in the small Cloud village, she at least didn’t flinch at his casual touches anymore and began to return her own. After all, what was the stroke of a hand to the insistent press of a man’s groin? Nothing. It was perfectly safe and innocent. She had it all figured out that way.

They settled into rooms at the only inn in town, Sasuke and Naruto in one room and Sakura and Kakashi in a smaller, cozier room. The innkeeper’s wife winked at the ‘couple’ and assured them of their privacy there.

With her cheeks blazing for the next half and hour, Sakura set about settling into their temporary home. She slowly unpacked her rumpled clothing from her bag as Kakashi did the same. Once he was finished he wandered down the hall to make sure Naruto and Sasuke were settled in, leaving her to finish unpacking. Of course that meant he was out of her range of attack when she found his three presents and their corresponding oils in the bottom of her bag. So much for Sasuke holding on to the erotic playthings, she thought with a sigh, as she shoved the bag and its contents under the bed.

Of course she pulled it right back out a moment later, settling on the floor to study each item curiously. She held up the first bottle. Warming hmm? How did it warm up and where did it go?

“It reacts with your body,” Kakashi said softly from above.

She looked up, startled to see him standing over her, smiling lightly. “I-I was just…” she stuttered, pushing the items away and blushing furiously.

“It’s okay Sakura. You’re 22 now.” He reached over and closed their door, before settling against her back, legs bent on either side of her, and reaching for the warming lubricant. “I’ll explain them to you, since I doubt your mother ever had this ‘little talk’ with you. It’s my duty as your husband to introduce you to sexual delights…remember that,” he murmured in soft amusement.

She swallowed and nodded, jerkily, her face flaming. Was he purposely trying to humiliate her? “Are you teasing me?”

He rested his cheek against her ear and hummed. “Of course not. I’m surprised you never learned about all of this at the academy. Most female ninja learn about seduction and sex in general in extra courses.”

“My parents protested against me taking them. They didn’t like the idea of me using my body in that way to complete a mission,” she admitted softly. “Later, when I left home, I just never bothered taking them.”

“That’s too bad,” he murmured. “It’s really easy to get information out of some men simply by pushing a few of their buttons.”

Sakura nodded against him. “Anko told me that when you take a man in your mouth, he’ll tell you almost anything you want to know.”

He chuckled. “Don’t let Anko rub off on you too much. There’s a truly jaded woman if I ever met one. But she’s right to some extent. That particular act won’t work on many men, but it goes a long way towards softening them up a bit.”

“W-would it…would it work on someone like you?” she asked softly barely choking the question out.

“Why? Do you want to get secrets out of me?” he teased. When she shook her head vigorously, he laughed lightly. “No, it’s very nice, but won’t make me give up any of my secrets.” He smiled at her soft ‘oh’ and lifted the bottle in his hands. “Now about this stuff…”

“How do I learn to do it?” she asked suddenly.

He paused and sighed, “Practicing I suppose…actually doing it. I can’t really imagine learning any other way because you wouldn’t know what drew a reaction from a man, without actually experiencing it. You can’t really mess it up though. Any man receiving attention like that will be grateful, I assure you. Would you like me to explain these items now?”

“Yes please,” she said softly, leaning back into him. This was terribly embarrassing, but she DID want to know. She couldn’t think of any other person she felt more comfortable with that was actually knowledgeable on the subject.

“This is a warming lubricant. It’s very nice, but doesn’t really last all that long, unfortunately,” he said seriously, shifting into his ‘teacher’ voice.

“Lubricant? Oh so it goes on…down there,” she murmured.

“Yes, exactly. It can be placed on either the man or woman or both to create a very pleasant, warming sensation…like the cool, warmth of mint,” he said, trying to find something to compare it to.

“Oh, that would be interesting,” she admitted shyly. “D-does it have to be used only for actual lovemaking or can it be used…alone?”

“Either. You could put it on your hand or on one of these,” he explained picking up the dildo she thrown at him the night before. It was only about seven inches long and not terribly thick; perfect for a young woman that hadn’t been with a man. He idly wondered if Sasuke and meant for Sakura to keep them after all. There was another, almost identical, that was a bit thicker, but still shorter than many of the toys he’d seen women purchase. The third was a smaller, less lifelike toy. It was made of purple plastic and, from the switch at the bottom, clearly vibrated.

He picked up the vibrating toy and dropped the other items. “This one is nice for women because it can be used inside and out,” he said turning the dial at the bottom and smiling as the soft hum of the toy filled the air.

“Oh,” she breathed. “That goes inside? Doesn’t it feel funny?”

“I don’t know. I’m not a woman. It is pretty popular with the women I know, however,” he admitted. “You can also press it to the outside too, instead of using your hand.” He knew it was probably a bad idea, but he slide the toy up her spread thigh, across her spandex covered softness and down the other thigh.

“Oh!” she gasped, startled by the caress and even more by the hard pulse in her groin as the hum tickled her feminine flesh. She was actually a bit disappointed when he didn’t repeat the gesture and turned the little toy off. Later…much later, she would definitely sneak that toy off to a private place to study.

Kakashi cleared his throat and tried to push away the stirrings of arousal that were just beginning in his own groin. What had started out as another simple lesson with a former student, was turning into a slightly dangerous game. He had no doubt she would let him repeat what he’d just done, thus the wise thing to do, was to not do it. He was beginning to regret five months of deprivation at the moment. Especially with the beautiful woman…his wife really…pressed between his legs, curiously studying erotic toys. She smelled nice too, despite days of traveling and only brief washings in streams along the way.

Fortunately his drifting thoughts were interrupted by Naruto pounding on the door and announcing that they were going to go down to the dining room and eat dinner. “We’ll be there in a few minutes,” Kakashi called back. “Go join them, I’ll clean these up and join you in a minute,” he murmured softly to the young woman.

“Alright,” she agreed softly, standing up and stepping over his leg. “Thank you for showing me,” she said with a small, shy smile. “Will you be long?”

“No,” he said gathering up the bottles and toys and putting them in the bedside drawer. “I just have something to do and I’ll be right down.” She nodded and left the room, quietly latching the door.

He stared at the door for a moment before opening the drawer again and pulling out a tube of lubricant. He sighed and opened the cap. “This is going to be a long mission,” he murmured to himself, reaching for the zipper of his pants.

***

It was nearly a week before Sakura had any time at all to herself. The men decided to head out to some of the local farms in search of work and suggested that she check some of the shops. She got a position with the first storekeeper she talked to, a man whole sold vegetables, so she was left to her own devices for the rest of the day.

Since the man didn’t want her to start until the next morning she wandered back to the room she shared with Kakashi flopped on the bed. Ever since the little lesson she’d had from him a week prior, she’d seen the man in a whole new light. She knew that he had the occasional girlfriend, but she’d never really imagined what he was like, in that sense. She supposed that he would have slept with each of the women too, so he was probably pretty experienced in that area after twenty years of dating and relationships.

What would it be like to be with the strange copy-ninja? She imagined that he’d be fairly patient and gentle, like he’d always been with her. He really didn’t do anything fast, except when it came to fighting. He’d simply stroll around with his nose in that ridiculous book of his. Strangely enough, said book was currently sitting on their bedside table. What was in those books, she wondered, chewing on her lip. Were they really all that dirty, or had he just never bothered to correct her? Sasuke and Naruto wouldn’t ever admit anything either.

She gave into curiosity and rolled over on her belly and picking up the little, orange novel. Flipping to the first page, she began to read. From what she could tell, from the first chapter, it was little more than a romance novel. Of course as the day drifted by and she read more and more, it became quite apparent that the novel was a little bit more than anything her romance novels had ever been. Erotic scenes and graphic drawings, courtesy of Ero-senin, graced at least two thirds of the novel. By the time she reached the last page, her cheeks her hot and her body humming with awareness.

Gah! Why did she read the whole thing? Now she felt restless and warm. A glance at the sky out the window, told her that the day was nearing evening and the men would probably be back at anytime. Still, she would probably have enough time to relieve at least a little of the tension…. She turned to her back and began to pull up her red dress. Unfortunately as soon as it was up and her fingers touched the band of her shorts Naruto tumbled into the room, with Sasuke and Kakashi close behind him.

Too shocked to move she stared at the blond as he happily told her about the job they had landed as laborers on one of the farms outside town. “It will be a good job and the farmer is really nice,” Naruto explained.

“You should really knock on a woman’s door first Naruto,” Kakashi growled at the blond man. “What if she had been changing?”

“Ah it’s okay!” Naruto said waving his hand. “She was just getting ready to take a nap. Come on Sakura! Let’s go get something to eat! I’m starving.” He dragged Sasuke back out the door and left Kakashi and the sprawling woman behind. His happy chatter could be heard all the way down the hall.

“Sorry,” Kakashi murmured, noting her hiked up dress, her frozen hand and his precious little book on the bed. “Bad timing.”

Her face flamed and she sat up, tugging the dress down. “It’s okay,” she said stiffly. “I don’t know what I was thinking anyway.”

He picked up the little book and tucked it into his pocket. “Come on, let’s go eat before Naruto drags Sasuke all the way back here to find us.”

She nodded and followed him down the hall. “I got a job with the vegetable man next door. I start in the morning. He needs someone to help him set up the booths and take them down each day, so it’ll only be a few hours a day. He said he’d pay me well and give me vegetables though, so it should be a good job.”

“Oh?” he murmured. “Good work. That’ll leave you free to train during the day. Find a good spot nearby and train for a few hours. I don’t want all of you getting rusty. Besides you won’t have any good books to read now,” he teased.

She blushed at that, but giggled. “It was good…but I didn’t know about most of those things. I feel very young today,” she admitted.

“Most people don’t learn about some of that stuff until they’re married for a long time…or they never learn it. I’m pleased you enjoyed it though,” he said with a laugh.

Dinner was a rather noisy affair with Naruto chatting happily about the farm and their day. She was rather relieved when the sun dipped below the horizon and she was able to escape to her room for the night.

Kakashi was chatting with the innkeeper’s smiling wife, so she knew she had a few quick moments to change before he came in. She quickly shucked off her clothing, except for her panties and tugged a long tee over her head before scrambling under the covers. A few moments later Kakashi came in, a soft frown showing against his mask.

“Kakashi?” she asked curiously. “What’s wrong?”

He looked at her briefly before shrugging and pulling off his headband and shirt. “There’s some talk about us.”

“About the four of us moving here?” she asked in alarm.

“Well yes, but mostly about you and I. While we are seen together, some of the other guests are starting to whisper about the lack of…noise coming from this room. They’re beginning to doubt we’re a true couple at all.”

“Noise?” she murmured in confusion. Her eyes gradually widened and she gasped, “Oh!”

“Yes” he sighed. “So what should we do about it?”

“I don’t know,” she admitted shyly.

He sighed again and walked to the bed to turn the lamp off. She heard the soft rustle of cloth and the thump of his sandals before his weight dipped the mattress. “We’ll figure out something in the morning,” he said finally.

“Okay,” she said softly, wondering if he’d bothered with his sweats that night. Did Kakashi wear boxers like Naruto and Sasuke…or was he…naked? Her body was still irritatingly heated from that damn novel, and the idea of lying next to her hot, naked ‘husband’, all night, was torture. As a result she squirmed and tossed and turned for an hour.

Finally he slid his arm around her waist and murmured in her ear, “Why so restless tonight?”

Her breath caught as his bare chest pressed into her arm. “I-I just am…lazy day and all….”

“Is that all?” he murmured, softly running fingers over her arm and neck. He hummed in question when her body responded with delighted jerks. It may have been a few months, but he readily recognized the spasms of an aroused woman. Maybe it would be easier than he thought to create a little gossip hushing noise. “I can ease you and shut up the other patrons here at the same time, if you like.”

“Ease me?” she asked in a curious, shaky voice. His fingers were sending shivers and goose bumps over her whole left side.

“I can make you feel better so you can sleep,” he purred. “Would you like me to do that?”

“H-how?” she asked softly, a little unnerved by the tone of his voice.

“I’m going to use my hand and my Sharingan, that’s all,” he promised.

“Your Sharingan is a weapon,” she said in an unsteady voice.

“I see that Sasuke hasn’t explained some of its other uses yet,” he said with a soft chuckle. “Will you trust me?”

She hesitated for a moment and then nodded. “Yes.”

He rolled away from her and she heard the rustle of cloth and then the lamp flicked on to reveal his masked face. She was a bit disappointed to see that he did indeed wear boxers, as he knelt on the bed next to her. “I’m sorry I need the light to use the Sharingan.” She blushed and nodded, allowing him to tug away the covers from her clenched fingers.

He bent over her and looked into her eyes, waiting for her to do the same. As her eyes flicked up and connected with his own, he activated the blood red eye.

Sakura felt a strange calmness flow over her body, wiping away hesitation and shyness in an instant. Even when his big hand slid into her panties she didn’t blink or protest. It was odd to feel so calm about something so new and strange, but she decided it must be the Sharingan at work. His long, calloused fingers slid low and into the swollen, damp softness between her thighs, gathering dew before sweeping upward and teasing at the sensitive bundle of nerves, nestled between swollen lips of flesh. She’d touched herself many times, so it wasn’t much of a shock, except that it was a man doing it to her for once.

He deactivated his Sharingan once she relaxed a bit and almost immediately saw her blush again, but she didn’t protest in the least as his middle finger slowly glided over the erect nubbin between her legs. She was more than ready, more aroused than he’d felt in a woman in years. But then she’d had the entire day to prepare her body, whether she’d meant to use it or not. He knew with a woman, it could take hours to get her body this aroused, but he also knew it was worth it for both involved. She would be warm and swollen and welcoming; griping his own aroused flesh like a vice. Every thrust and grinding motion would drive her wild. Yet he was painfully aware that it wouldn’t be like that with him tonight.

The thought did remind him of her new toys however and he reached to the bedside table to pull out the smaller of the two toys. She had no need for the vibrating one that night. “Sakura,” he murmured huskily to the flushed woman. She opened her eyes, glazed with arousal, and looked up at him. “I’m going to put this inside you,” he murmured, holding up the toy. She simply nodded and bit her lip, thoroughly enjoying the gentle stroke of his fingers on her flesh.


He carefully slid between her knees, kneeling on the soft mattress. Using his free hand, he slid her panties up her thighs and, with a few adjustments, off of her legs. She blushed bright at her exposure and the stroke of his fingers, but didn’t protest. Breathing harshly and praying she didn’t note his own straining arousal, he gently pressed the toy at her entrance and eased it into her body. His erection jerked fiercely at the low feminine moan that slid from her parted pink lips.

She arched and gasped as the full sensation slid slowly into her moist flesh. She’d never felt anything so curious and wonderful in her life. The only thing that would have made this moment more erotic, for her, would be the slide of Kakashi’s hard flesh into her own. Sakura half wanted to ask, but knew if she did, the moment would die. Instead she reveled in the slow slide of the toy inside her body and pretended it was really Kakashi. She didn’t care to analyze why he was the one in the fantasy, she simply enjoyed it.

“Kakashi…oh yes…please,” she groaned as her body started to tighten around the sliding dildo and his stroking hand. “I can’t…oh God…oh oh…yes yes yes!” she screamed, gasping and writhing as her orgasm burned over her thighs and belly, clenching her hard around the invading prosthetic.

For the first time in his adult life Kakashi felt his control slip and, as the pink haired woman writhed on the sheets below him, his reins yanked loose and his erection jerked. “Fuck,” he grunted, feeling the dampness spread against his boxers. The gasping female below didn’t notice his slip, too wrapped up in the humming and pulsing coursing through her sated flesh. For that, at least, he was grateful.

Sakura slowly opened her eyes, panting softly, and looked up at the man she’d been forced to marrying. Not for the first time, she wished it were for real. She was coming to the slow realization that Kakashi would be a very easy man to love. “That was amazing,” she whispered.

He nodded once and gently withdrew the dildo from her pulsing body. “I’m glad you enjoyed that. You looked beautiful…stunning.”

She blushed and watched as he slid from the bed and made his way towards the bathroom. “What about you…I can’t be that selfish Kakashi. You can teach me how.”

He turned and a soft pink slid across what she could see of his cheeks. “That isn't necessary,” he murmured softly.

She frowned and then saw the patch of dampness on his dark green boxers. “Oh,” she gasped, blushing and averting her eyes. “Sorry.”

He cocked his head at her. “I don’t know what for,” he said, before turning and wandering the rest of the way to the bathroom.

She pulled the blankets up to her chest, not particularly wanting to search for her panties in the aftermath of such a nice orgasm. He returned a moment later, in sweats, and dropped the erotic toy back in its drawer. “Thank you Kakashi. I feel wonderful,” she admitted shyly.

He grinned at her under the mask and shrugged. “Anything for my favorite wife.” He flicked off the little bedside lamp again and scooted under the covers next to her.

“Do you think the boys heard?” she whispered after a moment.

He smiled at the way she always referred to Naruto and Sasuke as ‘the boys’ or ‘her boys’. “They sleep like the dead. Besides, don’t you think Naruto would bang down the door if he thought I was molesting you?” He chuckled when she giggled. “I have no doubt the nosy gossip below us heard though, so maybe rumors will change now. She actually informed me that I clearly didn’t know how to please my wife.”

“How wrong she is,” Sakura said with a happy, sleep sigh. She snuggled into him and a few minutes later, on the brink of sleep, murmured, “I wish it was for real.”

He stared at the ceiling for a moment before murmuring, “Me too Sakura, me too.”

***