Cat and Mouse

Kiba’s fingers gently traced circles on her ribcage as Sakura sighed softly into his chest. She wondered for a brief moment what he was thinking, then decided that probably wasn’t something she wanted to know. The typical post-sex confusion she had swore she’d never experience washed over her in a gentle way. Sakura wasn’t scared by it; she just wasn’t sure what to do with the new feelings inside of her.

“Sakura?” Kiba’s voice came out in a whisper, his hands playing delicately on the soft undersides of her breasts.

“Yeah?” her voice betrayed her; she had meant to sound happy but she sounded distant. Kiba’s face nuzzled into the top of her head, wanting to take in her scent; wanting to take other things but knowing right now would be a bad time to bring up round two.

“I hope you’re not thinking about bolting,” he growled, breathing in her scent of strawberries and vanilla, maybe a hint of lavender. His keen sense of smell picked up every bit of her from her hair to her desire. It made trying to figure her out like reading a book filled with nothing but fuzzy pictures of animals in it.

She paused for a moment, being careful not to hit his chin when she looked at him in bewilderment. “Kiba…this is my apartment.”

He almost stuttered, not thinking she’d take it in the literal way. “Well, I know that. I meant I didn’t want you thinking that I didn’t want to see you again.”

Nuzzling her head closer to his toned chest, she imagined what it would be like not being close to him like this ever again. The thought pained her, and she realized that she had fallen hard for this man. Their sex was by no means casual, but she hadn’t expected him to want her to stay. She understood him completely when he told her not to leave; his meaning was clear. Her answer, however, was not. Thinking about it for a few more seconds against Kiba’s hard chest made up her mind. “Kiba, I don’t want you to ever go.”

He pulled her chin up to look into her eyes; his forehead resting against hers as he contemplated his next move. Kiba knew that his body wanted to give her a ravaging for saying that, but hormones aside he knew he had to make her sure that she wanted him around for a long time to come. “Lay on your stomach, alright?” He sat up suddenly, gently nudging her to her side then stomach.

Sakura looked up, slightly puzzled by his sudden command. She glanced behind her as he kneeled next to her on the bed. Kiba couldn’t help but let his eyes wander over her nude form, covered from the waist down by the blanket. He slowly reached out and gently began kneading the muscles of her back.

Sakura nearly groaned out loud at the feeling of her muscles unraveling. Her long hours at the hospital and in the field were taking their toll on her small body. As muscular and strong as she had become, she was still a woman of small stature and suffered from frequent backaches. The feeling of Kiba’s hands kneading their way through her muscles was a better remedy than any painkiller she had taken.

Kiba’s hands made their way from the now loosened muscles of her lower back to her mid-back, kneading in a little deeper at the less sensitive muscle structure. He leaned down and pressed tiny kisses on the skin of her lower back, adding an extra level of sensation. Sakura arched her back in slightly, pressing harder against the mattress.

“How do you feel?” he asked, breaking the silence.

Sakura flipped over suddenly, grabbing him by the shoulders and bringing his lips crashing down onto hers. She bit at his lower lip gently for admittance, and he granted her that wish. Her tongue quickly made its way inside of his mouth, gently poking at every bit inside. Their tongues swirled against each other in a gentle dance, which only broke after the two of them were out of breath.

“Does that answer your question?” Sakura smirked, leaning back onto the bed, her arms resting behind her head.

Kiba leaned down and bit her neck a few times, grinning when she groaned in pleasure. This was like his every sexual dream come true, and he was planning on taking full advantage of it. After kissing where he bit her neck a few times, he made his way down to her shoulders, eventually hitting her collarbone with kisses and small bites.

“I love you, Kiba,” Sakura sighed out. The sensations she was feeling were amazing; her body was so sensitive she thought she would burst.

“I love you too, Sakura,” he said before nibbling at the tip of her nipple. Sakura cried out, arching her back off the bed. If the kisses and bites before had made her sensitive, she was nearly a large bundle of nerves now. His tongue flicked out of his mouth a few times, poking at her nipple before he finally engulfed it in his hot mouth. He continued to bite at her nipple as he sucked hard on her breasts, making her back arch again off the mattress and trying to get closer to that mouth that was doing amazing things to her.

Kiba’s mouth never left her breast as he shoved her down, pinning her with his body before he finally bound her wrists above her head with chakra. “I don’t want you trying to get away,” he grinned, going back to his task with her breast. His free hand reached for the breast he just serviced as his mouth went for its twin. His hand pinched and played at the other nearly sore nipple as his mouth bit and sucked at her other breast; this one more roughly than the other. Sakura strained against her chakra ties, but freeing herself would mean Kiba might stop, and she didn’t want him to stop even if the world was ending.

“Stop struggling,” he commanded, biting harder on the underside of her breast as she cried out. Nibbling on her lip she nodded, calming herself as much as she could when Kiba’s hands went to her sides, his mouth coming up to give her a passionate kiss. As his tongue explored her mouth, his hands roamed along her sides and stomach, randomly coming up to play with her nipples.

“Kiba, stop teasing,” she scolded, biting gently on his tongue. He smirked as he continued to kiss her, one of his hands reaching down between her legs. “Oh!” she gasped in surprise, groaning while he fingers gently played around her inner thighs, missing the spot she needed touched with every sweep they made. “Kiba!” she growled.

He let one finger slowly dip down to her most sensitive spot, commenting on how wet she was. Sakura blushed and looked to the side, embarrassed but incredibly turned on by his commentary. Kiba’s adept fingers began to play on her bundle of nerves, switching between that bundle and nearly entering her. Sakura growled and cried out in turn, begging him to just do the deed already. “Say what you know I want to hear,” he grinned, slipping two fingers inside of her, scissoring them in and out, making her back arch and her hands strain against the ties. Sakura’s head flipped from side to side, half from embarrassment, half from his thumb now brushing against her clit. “Say it!” he growled.
“Kiba please, please fuck me!” she cried out, grinding her pelvis against his hand. His fingers entered her with more force this time, faster then his gentle scissoring. His thumb began to rub circles on her clit while his fingers moved faster and faster, feeling her on the edge of something great,

Just as she was about to orgasm, Kiba pulled his soaked fingers from her. He undid the chakra ties, and Sakura flipped forward, her mouth nearly making it to his aching cock before shoving her back down. “Not this time,” he purred. He grabbed her legs, spreading them apart and letting them rest on his shoulders. He quickly guided his cock roughly into her, not giving her a moment to adjust before her fucked her relentlessly. Their bodies made a hot slapping sound whenever they met, which was as fast as Kiba could go.

Sakura felt her orgasm picking up where it left off, running her nails down Kiba’s back to excite him into going faster. She slowly made her way down to his ass, where she grabbed him as he went impossibly faster. “Oh! I’m close!” she belted out, bucking her hips against his as he looked down at her. The look on her face was enough to send him over the edge, but he knew he had to stay steady to get her to finish. He shrugged her legs off his shoulders, gathering her into his arms as he pounded her in and out with a new fervor. Screaming and nearly crying, Sakura came hard. Her clenching walls sent Kiba over the edge, making a few more rough strokes before finally finishing off inside of her.

He pulled out, pulling her against his chest again. “Don’t you have to work at the hospital today?”

Sakura sleepily looked over at the clock that she thought was an hour fast. “Oh shit! Yeah!” Kiba let go of her hips, giving her a chance to get ready for work. While she did her hair in the mirror, he came up behind her. Biting gently at the area of her shoulder hidden by cloth while running his hands up and down her sides, he said “I’ll be back tonight.”


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Thank you to everyone reading ^^; I'm sorry this chapter took so long! I'll try to flesh out a story from here on instead of just PWP. But don't worry faithful PWP followers, I'll be sure to include many of those ;P