Records

Part 2. The tone of this is different from part 1 so they just didn't fit together as a one-shot. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: See part 1.

This part is full of lemony, smutty-ness. If you're under legal age, go away. If you're legal, be my guest.

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Records
Part 2

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Two weeks later, Sakura stood looking at the ridiculous costumes on her team leader's bed. "Are you kidding me?!" She picked up a tiny French maid uniform and held it to her chest. "This will barely cover the vital parts!"

Kakashi gave her a blank stare as he pointed to his book shelf. "'Icha Icha', woman. Now get to the fashion show!"

Sakura groaned. "Do I have to?"

Kakashi looked at the four outfits laid out on his bed and the distraught young woman before him. "You owe me. Or did you forget?"

Sakura shook her head. "Fine."

Taking pity on the slightly prudish kunoichi, he lifted her chin and crinkled an eye at her. "If you let me see you in all of them, I'll let you see under my mask."

Her green eyes brightened. "You mean your face? Not just another mask?"

Kakashi nodded and Sakura shooed him out the door. "Go on, I've got to change!"

When she emerged in the enemy shinobi outfit, Kakashi couldn't keep the stupid grin from his face. It didn't reveal much, but the idea of any woman in all black leather was a hot one to his perverted mind. The pink-hair and green eyes of his teammate were a stunning compliment to the outfit and his grin broadened as she twirled and then threw a playful wink at him before sauntering off to change.

The slinky red dress from the infiltrated party chapter had his mouth going dry. It didn't show anything but a fair amount of cleavage and her long legs, but it was enough for him. When she turned to head back into his room, he couldn't keep his eyes from watching the sway of her hips or the way her backside shifted as she walked.

He looked up when the door opened and saw Sakura in the little maid outfit complete with feather duster, and felt his pants tighten. That one was hot as hell and he had to stop himself from grabbing her, especially when she smirked at him while dusting off a shelf on the way back to his room.

Looking at her in the school girl outfit had him holding back a groan. Sakura was feeling incredibly sexy and powerful at the moment and decided to play it up for her former sensei. If this would make him forgive her, then she would just make sure he got what he wanted. Noticing the pained look in his eye, she sauntered over with her hands clasped behind her back, looking every part the innocent school girl. Deciding to up the heat a little, she bit her bottom lip while twirling a lock of hair in her fingers and tilted her head sideways slightly. When she noticed his dark eye growing even darker, she leaned down with one hand on the back of the couch to brace herself while whispering in his ear. "Is this good, sensei?"

Lightning fast, Kakashi grabbed her hips and pulled her forward so she straddled his lap. Breathing heavy, he leaned his forehead against her shoulder trying to gather his wits and his self-control. "Fuck, Sakura. You can't say things like that in that outfit."

Eyes wide from the quick movement, Sakura grinned slyly. This was the kind of attention she had been craving from the man! With a slow, hard rock of her hips into his, Sakura practically moaned in his ear. "Is this one of your dirty fantasies, sensei?"

Kakashi gasped as he grabbed her hips to still her, his teeth biting into her shoulder through the white cotton shirt she wore. "Sakura, please."

With a lick and nibble to his ear, Sakura grinned. "I'm trying to please, but you keep stopping me." His grip tightened on her hips and her grin darkened as she breathed the word into his ear. "Sensei."

His head shot up from her shoulder and Kakashi ripped his mask down before capturing her startled mouth with his, tongue plunging past her lips in a burst of bottled-up passions. He was surprised and very pleased when Sakura met his eagerness with her own. When he finally pulled away, Sakura panted as she gazed at his face. He looked almost exactly like his father, which he said he did. With his eyes closed, face flushed and swollen lips parted as he tried to catch his breath, Sakura bit her lip to hold in her own groan. The man was sex personified.

He opened his eyes and gazed at her face before his line of sight fell to her lips and he leaned in to giver her a gentler, more meaningful kiss. "Sakura, I don't want this to be a one-time, spontaneous decision you make and then regret later."

After placing her own quick but heated kiss on his lips she replied. "I won't regret it. What about you?"

Both still caught in a lusty haze, their hips pushed into each other. "No, I won't. I've wanted this - " he let out a shaky breath "- for so long."

The words caught Sakura off-guard and she sobered up slightly. "What do you mean?"

Kakashi shook his head. "I don't want to say anything to ruin the moment. Please, Sakura."

She had a hunch and just prayed it was right. "Do you love me?"

Kakashi pushed his hips into hers again, but when he opened his eyes it was clear he was speaking the truth. "Yes."

She barely kept from moaning at the timbre of his voice, but when a warm hand closed over a shirt-covered breast and his hips pushed up again, she let out a startled cry. "I've been honest. Now tell me how you feel, Sakura."

How she was supposed to gather words with him doing such wonderful things to her, she didn't know. But she mustered up all the intelligence she could to formulate her reply. "I do love you, I just -" a cry "- don't know if I'm in love with you."

Satisfied with her answer, he practically ripped the white button-up shirt from her. Buttons flying as he decided undoing them was unnecessary and too tedious. When she went to push it from her shoulders he grabbed her hands. "Leave it." His voice was dark and shaky and Sakura felt more heat gather in her core from the sound. He held his fingers close together. "I'm this close to living out one of my fantasies."

Smirking, Sakura leaned forward to bite and lick at his neck. "Anything you need me to do, sensei?"

Kakashi groaned and pushed her bra up to get at her breasts. He cupped the perky globes in his hands, massaging and kneading without paying any attention to the straining tips. Sakura threaded her fingers into his silver locks and started to tug, needing him to touch her more sensitive areas.

Instead of complying, Kakashi caught her lips in another searing kiss. "I'm sorry, Sakura. But I don't think our first time is going to be slow and gentle." His control was slipping fast.

"That's fine, Kakashi. Just please touch me." Her own hands came up to pinch her aching peaks and Kakashi's control was gone.

Normally, foreplay was his favorite part of sex and he could drag it out for hours. But seeing the woman he loved in a school girl outfit, willing to participate in one of his fantasies, calling him 'sensei' in a breathy voice, that was foreplay enough for him. He started to yank his clothes off and Sakura stood to help him, undoing his pants while he took off his shirts. He lifted his hips so she could slide the pants and boxers off of him before leaning forward to kiss him again. Kakashi slid his hands up her thighs under the red plaid, pleated skirt she wore.

He slid a finger along her folds through the damp panties and she broke the kiss with a deep moan. Kakashi took the opportunity to lick and suck at a previously ignored nipple and Sakura's legs buckled. Before she collapsed completely Kakashi slid her panties off and pulled her back into his lap. "Slow down for a second."

He knew he wouldn't be able to take the time he would have liked, but if he tried to do anything else now, it would be over way too soon. He was too close to release already to enter her. Tangling a long fingered hand into her pink locks, he gently pushed her forward to kiss her again. This time it was slower and less messy, their feelings pouring into the meeting of lips. Kakashi's lips coaxed hers to keep it unhurried, tongues sliding out to lazily glide against each other. They parted and leaned their foreheads together, working to regain control of their breathing.

"I love you."

"I love you."

Eyes still closed, they each smiled slightly at the simultaneous statements.

Sakura opened her eyes and grinned devilishly at the silver-haired shinobi in front of her. Her hands slid down his chest and stomach to grasp his length. She watched his head tip back and his chest heave as his breath hitched. "Is this all right, sensei?"

A smile ghosted over his lips as his fantasy came rushing back at him. When Sakura started to gently stroke he gave a strangled grunt before pushing her hands away. "That's not what your sensei wants."

With another devious smile, Sakura lifted the skirt slightly out of the way as Kakashi slid down a bit. Sakura eased down onto the pulsing length, biting her lip at the fullness. Kakashi's hands clamped down harder on her hips as she came to a stop. "Gods, Sakura."

She lifted up slowly, feeling every ridge and throb as her walls pulled at him. With just the tip remaining, she roughly slid back down, drawing a cry from the man beneath her. She braced her hands on his shoulders and began to bounce up and down, stopping every few bounces to roll her hips against his.

Kakashi worried about holding out for the woman above him. He'd been so close earlier that it wasn't taking much to work him back up into a frenzy. Sakura's tightness and warmth were exquisite and he couldn't stop the shaky sighs and moans from spilling forth. With a particularly hard roll of her hips, he let out a growl. "Do that again, baby."

After she repeated it, he let out a breath as he leaned his forehead against her shoulder. "You feel so amazing." Another growl escaped. "So good."

Sakura could hear Kakashi murmuring to her, words of praise about how good she felt and encouragements to do something again. But she was so caught up in the sensations in her lower regions that she couldn't make sense of the words.

When a warm mouth closed over a breast, Sakura's pace quickened and her pumps grew more brutal. Kakashi started to thrust his hips to meet her and Sakura could feel that precipice she wanted to jump from nearing. The heat gathering low in her belly started to spread outwards, a whimper escaping her throat.

The shinobi below her leaned back and started to rub the bundle of nerves between her legs with a calloused thumb. "I'm so close. Please tell me you're close, Sakura."

Instead of words, Sakura reached behind her and lightly squeezed the neglected sack below his cock. Watching his face closely, the beginnings of her climax started to build, the bliss on his face increasing her own pleasure. "Sakura." The pleading tone just pushed her closer to the edge.

She leaned forward, ready to end this. She knew as soon as he found release, she'd be there right along with him. "Come for me, sensei." The needy sound of that phrase paired with the phrase itself sent Kakashi headlong into oblivion. He pushed into Sakura as far as he could go and held himself there.

At the first rush of warmth inside her, Sakura ground against Kakashi moaning 'sensei' over and over brokenly as her own climax washed through her.

The two bonelessly slumped back on the couch, breathing labored. When Sakura had enough strength to lift her head, she smiled brightly before kissing Kakashi again. It was sleepy and languid but just as passionate and meaningful as the ones before it. "I take it I'm forgiven?"

Kakashi looped his arms around her and squeezed briefly. "For looking at the picture, yes. For reading the file, no."

Sakura's eyes shot open in shock. "What?!"

A calculating smile crossed the man's handsome face. "Spend the night here with me. If you agree to using the rest of those outfits and acting out some more of my 'Icha Icha' fantasies, we'll call it even."

Sakura's own smile broke through. "Deal."

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A/N: There originally wasn't going to be a lemon. But then the story started going in that direction and once I started writing it I couldn't stop. Eh, whatever. I'm actually sort of proud of the lemon, so it stays. Reviews are appreciated! Smooches!