What the New Year Brings

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WARNING: The rating for this story has just gone up from T to M because of LEMON. Sorry to say goodbye to some of you. I know that it's just not your thing, but if it's of any consolation, not all the chapters from here on out will be lemons, only a select few which I'll give clear warnings to ahead of time. So if you still want to continue with this story, it's possible, just make sure to check my Author's Notes. Otherwise, thanks for having stayed with this story for as long as you have! Meanwhile, I know the rest of you have been waiting for this for a long time now, so enjoy!

Chapter 22-The First Time Kakashi and Sakura Make Love

Tilting my head back and letting it rest against Kakashi's chest as he gently kisses the tender flesh of the side of my neck, I can't help but wonder: Is it possible to be moving too fast and yet have been waiting for this to happen for so long? Isn't that what you'd call a paradox?

For ten years I've known this man. One year as my teacher. Seven years as my teammate...Six as equals. And through the duration of these years, we've grown from teacher and student to friends and teammates willing to give their lives up for each other in the blink of an eye.

Five nights ago he kissed me. Five days ago I kissed him back. Three nights we've slept together. Tonight we sleep together for real.

It's a hurry and a long time coming all at the same time.

Kakashi lightly trails his lips up the side of my neck until they barely brush the outer shell of my ear.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Sakura?" he murmurs softly in it, "I won't hold you to any promises you think you may have made. If you want to turn back now, I won't hold it against you."

I open up my eyes, looking into the moonlit room.

He's always been protective of me. Always caring. Always comforting. Never wanting to see me get hurt, even now when I've walked into his room and offered myself up to him out of my own free will, he is still trying to protect me...even from himself.

"I want this, Kakashi. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to you tonight. And I don't want to turn back. We've waited for this for so long."

"But it's only been a week-"

"No, Kakashi. It hasn't only been a week. We've been through so much together. The only thing that's only been a week is us officially owning up to how we really feel about each other. This isn't just sex, Kakashi. If it was, I wouldn't be here. I love you. I always have. But before I wouldn't let myself believe that I loved you as anything more than someone I looked up to and respected and had grown close to through the years, but I do truly love you...in that way. And I believe that you love me, too, in that same way."

"I do." Kakashi quietly admits.

Turning around in his embrace, I raise my eyes up to his.

"Then show me."

The look in his eye is soft when he places a warm hand on my cheek and caresses it gently with his thumb.

"I love you so much, Sakura, but don't feel like we have to make love to prove it."

"I'm not doing it to prove anything, Kakashi. I'm doing it because would you believe it? I actually want you." I say smiling up at him.

"You want me?" He asks teasingly, returning my smile with his own.

"How could I not? God, look at you, Kakashi! All buff and lean and - how did you put it? Ah, that's right...smexy." I smirk at him.

"Damn right I am." He smirks back at me before lifting my face up in his hands and softly pressing his lips to mine.

I let him take the lead for a bit, letting him hold my head still while he kisses me at varying angles, slowly tilting his head one way and then the other. I run my hands up his chest and neck until my hands cup the sides of his face as well. Now it is the two of us together, tilting our heads from one side to the other as we capture each others lips with our own, continuing the same lazy pace he began.

I can feel the need building up inside of me, as I'm sure it is building up inside of him, and I pull him down closer towards me, urging him to kiss me harder. He responds by grasping the back of my neck and kissing me back as hungrily and desperately as I'm kissing him. Opening up my mouth, I get him to open his, our tongues meeting halfway. As they slowly glide against each other, it is clear that unlike New Year's where the kiss was one-sided, this time around the desire is mutual.

His hands move down from my face to slowly pull down the zipper of my shirt. My hands mimic his, slowly moving down his body to pull down the zipper of his Jounin flak vest. Never letting our lips part, we both shrug off the articles of clothing.

My hands find their way up his shirt, feeling the hardness of his chest through the thin fabric of his tighter undershirt. His hands cup my breasts, feeling their own firmness through the fabric of my bra. We break our kiss long enough to gaze into each other's eyes and catch our breaths before he ducks his head into the crook of my neck again and sucks it hard enough to leave a mark. I simply close my eyes, tilt my head back, and rake my fingers through his soft hair, pressing him harder against me.

His hands wander towards my back, slowly unclasping the small hooks of my bra. I tug at the bottom hem of both his shirts, silently begging him to pull them off. After the last hook of my bra comes undone and the binding loosens around me, Kakashi helps me pull it off my shoulders and down my arms, letting it fall forgotten on the floor. I help him lift his long-sleeve Jounin shirt up over his head followed by his sleeveless undershirt with attached mask. Then we are standing half-naked before each other, bathed in moonlight. As my eyes and fingers run across his now exposed chest and stomach, admiring scarred skin over hardened muscle, his own fingers gently squeeze my newly exposed breasts, admiring their roundness, firmness, and size against the palms of his hands. It is one thing to see each other in various states of undress because of injuries or training or bathing while camping out, but it is another thing altogether when we're preparing to cross that final line between friends and lovers.

The hands that were gently massaging my breasts move back up to cup my face. I look up into Kakashi's eye and we exchange smiles before he lowers his head down to kiss me again as lovingly as possible. It's hard to connect this man treating me with so much care and tenderness to the man he's identified as and is famous for: a highly skilled ninja elite who can kill ruthlessly and mercilessly as the situation sees fit. But I am not in love with that man everyone both idolizes and fears. It is this one, the one flawed and vulnerable like everyone else, the one reserving the lightest of touches for me and treating me like I'm worth more than all the riches in the world that I'm in love with. I think that's why I fell in love with him in the first place. Because while one man broke my heart and left me behind, this one stayed with me and made my heart whole again. I love Kakashi for that. I will always love Kakashi for that.

Kissing him back harder than ever before, Kakashi breaks our kiss and looks questioningly down into my eyes.

"Sakura, what's come over you?" he asks, his eye searching my face.

God, if he only knew...

"Nothing, Kakashi." I say shaking my head. "Please just make love to me."

He still looks confused, hesitating for a few seconds more, but in the end he says nothing and brings his mouth back down to mine.

For a moment, I'm lost again in his kiss, my hand straying down his broad chest and muscular stomach until it comes to a rest against the bulge straining against the fabric of his pants.

"Make love to me." I repeat against his lips as I gently rub him.

He moans against my mouth and lifts me up into his arms bridal style, carrying me over to his bedroll. Laying me down softly on my back, he lays himself down on top of me, bracing most of his weight on his elbows and forearms to keep from crushing me, his hips coming to a gentle rest cradled between my legs.

Squeezing one of my breasts in his hands to make the nipple pucker out even more, he lowers his head down and runs small circles around it with the tip of his tongue. Then, he rapidly flicks his tongue against it before wrapping his mouth completely around the rosy bud and gently sucking it, eliciting a deep pleasured moan from me. I slowly run my hands up and down his back urging him on.

Bringing his hand down between our pressed bodies, he cups me between the legs and starts rubbing and squeezing me there. The tingling I felt there before has now turned into a burning ache and I can feel my panties start to dampen. When he starts tugging at my skirt, shorts, and panties, trying to pull them down all at the same time, I don't hesitate to help him remove them completely off my legs. When he brings his hand back down between us, his rough fingers slide easily up and down my wet, silken folds.

Scooting down on the bedroll and positioning himself between my legs, Kakashi spreads them wider apart, sprinkling kisses along my inner thigh. Moving upwards until he's almost at the pink curls of my mound, he moves inches above it. He's so close that I can feel the warmth of his breath against it, but instead of kissing me there like I expect him to, he starts kissing the inside of my other thigh instead. His teasing leaves me panting hard, heart racing, and my entire body squirming beneath him.

"Kakashi..." I say with ragged breath.

"Yes?..." He drawls, looking up between my legs.

"God, Kakashi, please don't make me beg!"

"I won't make you beg, Sakura, but I will make you quiver." And with that he licks my slit from bottom to top before wrapping his warm, wet mouth around my clit, gently sucking it and lavishing his tongue against it.

He's right, I'm quivering. From my uncontrollably shaking legs to my thrashing head and arms, I'm quivering like a leaf and there's nothing I can do about it because what he's doing feels so good and so intense. And as if it wasn't intense enough, he dips two fingers inside of me and starts slowly pumping them in and out of my passage. I have to grab a pillow and press it against my mouth to keep the entire castle from knowing what Kakashi and I are doing right now.

Increasing the pace of his pumping and flicks of his tongue against my clit, I can't help but succumb to the overwhelming sense of pleasure racking my body, making my toes curl, my back arch high off the bedroll, and my inner muscles clench tightly around his invading fingers.

When I literally come back down to earth, falling back onto the bedroll, I see Kakashi looking down at me in a way I've never seen him look at me before. It's a mixture of deep love and lust all rolled into one.

Undoing the button of his pants and carefully lowering down his fly, Kakashi pulls down his pants along with his boxers, completely removing them and tossing them aside, but not before pulling something out of his pants' back pocket.

In the moonlight, I see his erection twitching against his stomach. I watch in anticipation as he rips the foil off the condom, pinches the tip of the rubber so that it won't break, then rolls the rest of it down his length. Holding himself in his hand, he positions himself back between my legs, aligns his tip to my entrance, and slowly guides himself in.

At first, it's okay. His fingers had stretched and made me wet enough to let the first few inches of him slide into me easily enough, but the minute he hits that thin barrier deep inside of me and starts pushing against it, I can't help but yelp out in pain.

He slowly inches himself back out until he's back to where I'm comfortable with his penetration.

"Sakura, I didn't know - I mean, I thought maybe you still were, but I wasn't sure."

"It's okay, Kakashi. Really. Just keep going."

"We'll go slow. Take all the time you need, okay?"

I shake my head in agreement.

Squeezing my eyes tightly shut, waiting for the pain to return as he slowly lowers himself back down upon me, my eyes fly back open when I find him slowly pumping himself shallowly inside of me instead. He's not completely in, but for now it's enough. I'm both relieved and grateful. Rather than breaking into me all at once like most overeager lovers interested only in achieving their own pleasure, Kakashi's literally going to "take it slow" with me, taking the time to gradually deepen his penetration until I'm ready for him to make that final break.

Raising myself up at the same time he lowers himself back down, I kiss his lips in thanks. His hips involuntarily buck, penetrating me a little bit deeper than before. The pain only lasts for a few seconds before he's slightly pulling himself back out again.

"Sorry."

"It's okay, Kakashi." I smile understandingly up at him and he smiles back down at me, the concern leaving his face.

Soon, I notice the pain less and less and I give Kakashi a nod to just go ahead and do it. With one swift thrust, he's completely inside of me up to the hilt. The pain is still unbearable and I force him to stay still inside of me for a couple of more minutes so that I can adjust to him, but it's done. Kakashi has taken away the last of my innocence and I can't think of a better person to have lost my virginity to.

"You still okay?" Kakashi asks, gently brushing my hair away from my face.

"I will be." I smile weakly back up at him.

He lowers his head down and kisses me softly on the lips. I kiss him back and soon our tongues are gliding against each other again. I'm vaguely aware of his hips slowly rising and falling against mine and the bit of pain it's still causing me, but I shut my eyes and try to distract myself by urging him to kiss me harder. Only by making him kiss me harder, he's also starting to thrust into me harder and deeper as well. All I can do is hold tightly onto his back and endure it.

But eventually, it slowly starts to feel good. As the pain ebbs away, I find myself raising my hips up to meet his thrust for thrust. I feel Kakashi smile against my lips and finally we are making love together.

Rolling our hips against each other, we simply enjoy each other's bodies joined intimately together. I'm tight for him, I'm sure, and I can tell with each pleasured groan escaping Kakashi's lips that he's enjoying the softness, wetness, and burning heat of my body squeezing him so hard. For me, his hardness, thickness, and length feel like it's finally filling a void that's been waiting to be filled for the longest time.

As our pace quickens, it is no longer the gentle rolling of hips, but bodies slapping desperately against each other, eager for release. He feels so good inside of me, but I know that if I can just get him to hit that particularly sensitive spot buried deep inside of me, then he will make me feel so much, much better. Raising my legs up and wrapping them high up on his torso, Kakashi naturally sinks deeper into me. Now with each ram of his hips, he's repeatedly hitting that spot I want so much touched. My inner muscles start to undulate around his member and taking a last, few rapid breaths, I then hold my breath as my body goes rigid, my inner muscles clamping down hard around his member, contracting tightly around it over and over again. Again my toes curl and my back arches high off the bedroll as I reach my climax. When I come back down from my high, Kakashi thankfully gives me a couple of minutes to catch my breath and calm my racing heart before moving against me and into me once more.

Grunting close to my ear, Kakashi buries himself deep inside of me with more force each time. He's pushing so hard into me, it's taking all of my efforts to keep him from pushing me up and off the bedroll altogether. Then, with one final hard shove, Kakashi groans his own climax and release into my ear.

Exhausted, Kakashi collapses on top of me. Not minding his now full-on weight on top of me, I embrace him tightly against me, enjoying his body pressed hard against mine, his racing heart beating rapidly against my own. I can still feel him twitching inside of me and my inner muscles throbbing heatedly around him when he gently rolls both of us over so that he's on his back and I'm the one laying on top. Both feeling sated and content and not really wanting to lose the connection that took us forever to make, in the end we fall asleep still joined together, his gently beating heart beneath my ear lulling me to sleep.

It's a hurry and a long time coming all at the same time, but for now time simply stands still for us - two forever friends now turned forever lovers.

To be continued...