Shotgun Wedding

Alrighty. Here's the next chapter. I'm fairly pleased with it, so I hope you all enjoy it too. Happy reading!

Chapter 6

It was another whole week before Kakashi would be able to leave the compound again, but he thought about Sakura nearly every waking moment. She’d broken his walls down just enough that he was feeling a bit lost.

Before, at the inn, he’d been in control. He’d initiated the love play they’d needed to participate in to keep up the appearance of a happy marriage. He’d kept the curious little woman’s hands at bay, knowing that if she touched back, he may not stop. Now, however, he half dreaded seeing her, knowing he wouldn’t have that same fortitude.

Her touch had driven away his protests and a good chunk of his doubts, and her mouth had melted away all coherent thought. He had no idea what to do with her, other than throw her down and do all the things he’d dreamt of doing. Both ends of his body were starting to come to the same decision on that issue. He didn’t think he could actually go back to avoiding physical contact with her anyway. It made them both unhappy. As he watched Naruto and Sasuke demonstrating simple taijutsu to the mercenaries, he cursed softly to himself. “Witch.”

“Female troubles Kakashi?” a deep voice rumbled.

Kakashi turned to see Asano Shojiro, Zuiken’s older brother. He’d finally met the big man a few days ago. Unlike Zuiken, Shojiro was actually halfway pleasant, though Kakashi wouldn’t mistake that for ‘good’. Shojiro was nastier, in a way. He made friends with you, and then slit your throat. “You might say that,” Kakashi grunted.

“I have had numerous reports concerning your lovely wife. Your relationship is rather strained at the moment,” he said matter-of-factly as he stood next to the tall Jounin.

Kakashi didn’t want to contemplate how Shojiro knew that, but had to ask anyway. “Why do you say that?”

“In the nearly month and a half that you’ve been with us, you haven’t gone to bed with her once…aside from a reported one-sided interlude in the forest,” Shojiro murmured softly. “You simply train her and then return here.”

“So I’m being followed now?” Kakashi growled. He didn’t like knowing that one of these filthy murders had watched him at any time with Sakura, but most especially during his last visit with her. Some things are just too private to be shared.

“Of course you are,” Shojiro said, as if it were obvious. “I suppose the bottle the ANBU gave her was an aphrodisiac of some sort, from it’s reported reaction on the woman,” he mused. “What a strange thing to give to her. Funny that she didn’t seem alarmed by the man’s sudden visit though. Is the lonely housewife starting to stray?”

“That is really none of your business,” Kakashi said softly. “If you must know, however, our former Hokage was simply sending a message, trying to get us to return. Sakura told him that wouldn’t be happening. That’s all you need to know about the ANBU hunter.”

“Perhaps,” Shojiro said with a shrugged. “However, just in case your wife gets bored and decides to start telling her visitor secrets, I think she needs to be removed from the temptation.”

“Do not threaten my wife Shojiro,” Kakashi growled, facing the man and regarding him with a dangerous glare.

“Not a threat, Kakashi, an invitation,” murmured mildly. “Go get your wife and bring her here. You will be given quarters in the main building, so she’s away from the men. We can’t have your little darling spoiled by these brutes after all,” Shojiro said with a friendly smile.

Kakashi regarded him with ‘suspicion’ as the wheels in his head spun. Sakura would finally be close to her other teammates, but she’d also be close to a lot of men with little regard for the fairer sex. On top of it all, she was their link with Gemna. Kakashi realized, with an inward grimace, that they’d be on their own from now on. However, he didn’t want to pass up the opportunity to have her close to him and his other two students for protection. “Thank you. I appreciate that Shojiro,” he said slowly, as if he were a bit unsure of accepting. “Honestly she is jealous that I’m here so much and not giving her all of my attention. You know how young women are,” he said with ‘exasperation’. “No doubt this will mend many of our problems.”

“I’m sure it will,” Shojiro murmured with a small smile. “Perhaps you’ll be in a better mood and easier on my men as well.”

“I doubt that,” Kakashi said with dry honesty. “They need discipline.”

“Like your students?” Shojiro asked, humor in his voice.

Naruto and Sasuke had resorted to rolling around in the dirt and pounding on each other. He rolled his visible eye. Of all the bad timing…. “Naruto! Sasuke! Laps!” he barked in irritation. The two young men rolled apart, startled by the command, but got up and began to trot around the training grounds without a word of protest. Protesting brought on more punishment. “I apologize for their behavior. Normally Sakura keeps them firmly in line, but without her, they tend to lapse into these wrestling matches.”

“How does a woman keep two men like them in line?” Shojiro asked curiously, as if the concept were foreign.

“She has a mean right hook,” Kakashi said with real amusement. Naruto had been on the receiving end on almost a daily basis and Sasuke had suffered the punishment on a regular basis once the girl had gotten over her infatuation.

“It will be interesting to see this,” Shojiro murmured. “I confess I’ve never taken much stock in a woman’s ability to fight. Let’s see if your little wife can change that.”

***

Sakura looked around the compound, fascinated by how big it was. There were several large, multi-story buildings, probably dorms and a mess hall for the mercenaries. There was a separate building too that Zuiken just happened to be leaving. That must be the main building where she would now live and where they likely kept the plans for the compound. Kakashi had softly suggested she poke around, pretending to be his innocent, silly wife. She was young enough, it should be easy to pull off.

Zuiken saw her next to Kakashi and grinned nastily at her. He strolled over to the couple from across the training grounds and bowed slightly. “Hello little wildcat. Welcome to our humble home,” he said with a wide sweep of his arm. “Come to comfort the men?”

She swallowed a biting reply and smiled sweetly at him. “Thank you for inviting me to come here. I was so lonely without my husband and friends in that house. Training wasn’t much fun without them either. I was never very good at it without them there to help,” she said softly, wanting to vomit at the sound of her own words. She hated playing the damsel in distress after so many years of being one.

He patted her cheek as if she were a child and smiled. “Of course, but you’ll have to thank my brother, Shojiro for this honor, not me.” He whistled to the large man across the yard and nodded with his head towards them.

Sakura watched as this Shojiro approached. He was bigger than his brother, but sported the same dark hair and eyes, as well as the sinister look. He smiled and took her hand in both of his, squeezing it in greeting. “So you are Kakashi’s lovely little flower. I have heard of you, but meeting you is much nicer,” he purred, his eyes raking blatantly over her.

Sakura gently pulled her hand from his and smiled, sinking into Kakashi’s side unconsciously. “Thank you,” she murmured. “I am pleased to be reunited with my husband and friends. You are very generous.” She decided he was the more dangerous of the two and tried not to show the instant hatred she had for the man.

“I’m sure you are. Now why don’t you go and get settled and I’ll assign duties to you in a bit,” Shojiro said in a kind voice.

She nodded and linked her arm around Kakashi’s, allowing him to lead her into the big main building. “He’s dangerous,” she whispered to Kakashi.

“Very,” Kakashi agreed. “Never allow yourself to be alone with either of them, if you can help it, especially Shojiro. He’s ruthless and kind all at the same time. It makes me nervous,” Kakashi admitted softly. He stopped and unlocked a small door in a long hallway and gently urged her inside. “Home sweet home,” he murmured.

Sakura looked around the large room in surprise. It was actually quite nice, considering the fact it was in a mercenary compound. There were two small windows on two of the walls, allowing quite a bit of light to filter into the room. A large bed dominated one end of the room near the windows, and at the other end of the room was a curtained off area, containing a small tub, sink and toilet. “This is nice,” she said, admitting her surprise.

“I was surprised too, but I figured he owes us too, since we’re training his men for so little. The pay is good, but only just barely,” he sighed.

He shut the door and helped her unpack her bag. When he got to the bottom and found some familiar friends, he chuckled. “Haven’t seen these in a while,” he murmured.

She glanced over at him from the closet and blushed. “Yes, well, you haven’t been in my bed either.”

“You’ve used them?” he asked in amusement.

Sakura’s blushed deepened and she shrugged. “Maybe I have,” she mumbled.

“Interesting,” he teased, picking up the two toys that didn’t vibrate. They were almost identical, except of the girth and length of one was just a bit larger. “I wonder which in your favorite?”

“Until a few days ago, neither, but now the bigger one I guess,” she admitted, refusing to look at him as she continued to put her clothing away. She knew he was just teasing, but it was still embarrassing.

He glanced down at the purple toy on the bed and grinned. “What happened a few days ago?”

“Batteries died,” she murmured grudgingly.

He bit back a laugh and asked, “And now? Why did you pick the bigger one?”

She was silent for a moment and then admitted softly, “It was closer to your…size. I thought I’d get used to it…just in case….”

Teasing aside he gathered up the toys and dumped them in a draw by the bed. “Sakura…you do know that may not happen, right? We can do some things together, but becoming truly intimate….” He hesitated a moment and then continued. “You know that we’ll have to report everything to Tsunade if we ever return, right?”

She looked over and him and nodded, her cheeks rosy. “I’ve kept track of everything in my journal, in code of course. She’s going to be furious as it is…but I don’t care. I want to be with you, consequences be damned,” she whispered fiercely. “What is wrong with wanting that Kakashi?”

“Everything, but since I feel the same about it…I can’t really argue,” he admitted softly. “You were my student Sakura, and in a way, you still are. I’m thirteen years older than you. I can’t think of any common interests that we share, aside from our job. Yet…I can’t help but think about you every second of the day. It scares the hell out of me,” he admitted softly.

“I don’t care that we’re different,” she said, raw determination clear in her voice. “It doesn’t make sense that two people that care about each other can’t be together. So you were my teacher and you’re older! I don’t care! If anything at least I really know what you’re like. I know your habits and your flaws and I’ve lived through ten years of experiences with you. That’s more than I can say for most couples, except for maybe Shika and Ino. If other people have a problem with us being together that’s their problem, because I don’t care!”

Kakashi was startled by her outburst, but couldn’t help but feel a little relieved too. At least it was out in the open, completely. No more hiding. They’d figure out what to do about it when they returned home, but for now, it was real. He stepped forward, intending to pull her into his arms, when a knock came at the door. Growling softly in frustration, he turned and moved back to the door, jerking it open.

Zuiken stood there, smiling lightly. “Pardon the intrusion, but Shojiro requests that Sakura join us in his office. She has her own duties to attend to now.”

Sakura glanced at Kakashi in question. He nodded to her. “We will finish this later,” he murmured. He settled his hand possessively on her back and followed Zuiken down the long hallway to the Asano section of the building. As far as Kakashi knew, this is where the two men lived and kept all of their plans for the compound. He was hoping the two men would give Sakura a job that would allow her access to this area of the building.

Shojiro was sitting in a large room at the end of the hall. He gestured for Sakura to sit on the other side of the huge desk. “Sit my dear. Kakashi and Zuiken, why don’t you see what the men are up to? It’s starting to get a bit dark and they will need to be fed soon.”

Kakashi hesitated and looked down at Sakura. She smiled as brightly as she could. “I will see you soon Kakashi. We can meet in our room once our duties are completed, right?” She knew that Kakashi didn’t want her to be alone with the devious brother, but it couldn’t really be helped. He nodded briefly, deciding to trust her skills and turned to leave with Zuiken.

Shojiro smiled at her as she turned but to receive her new ‘duties’. “I see your husband is happy that you’re here and very unwilling to share you.”

“Share me?” she asked stupidly. Ugh, what an awful man! As if she’d ever be persuaded to touch him.

“Don’t worry about it my dear. It’s not important. But since you will be living here with us, you will need to earn your keep. You will ensure that this office and the rest of the rooms in this building remain organized and clean. That is all you have to do. Organize papers, sweep the floors, and change the bedding,” he said with a small smile. “Can you handle that my dear?”

“I think so,” she said with a wide-eyed blink. He just smiled indulgently at her, making her wonder if he really thought she was this stupid, or if he just thought so little of women in general. In all honesty the work wasn’t bad, since she’d have access to all of his papers. He must think that she was stupid, to give her such an opportunity.

“Good,” he said standing up. “You may return to your room. I will have dinner sent there for you and your husband. A woman in the mess hall would be very unfortunate.”

“There aren’t any other women?” she asked curiously as she rose to leave the room.

He shook his head. “No other women. I hope you won’t be lonely.”

“Oh, I won’t be. I am very close to Naruto and Sasuke, so I can talk to them, or my husband. Thank you for your concern though,” she said sweetly. She nodded her head at him and left the room, a scowl painting her lovely features as soon as she was out of his sight. What an awful man.

She found her room and was a bit relieved to find it unlocked. She’d need to remember to ask for a key for it. She didn’t want to come back and find one of the many mercenaries lurking about after all. It was getting rather dark in the room too, so she quickly clicked on the bedside lamp, bathing the room in a soft, golden glow.

It really was a nice room, and the bath was a welcome luxury after so many inns with public washrooms or trips to tiny, cold streams on the road. She decided that Kakashi would likely be a bit longer and she could get in a quick rinse in the tub before dinner. After talking to Shojiro she felt like she needed it.

***

Kakashi watched as Naruto and Sasuke plodded along, still working on their numerous laps around the compound. They were beginning to get tired and he had started to consider letting them stop for the day when both boys came to a halt in the distance and scrambled to turn their backs to the building. What on earth were they up to?

Frowning he crossed the training grounds and approached the two young men. “I didn’t say you could stop,” he grunted.

“Kakashi Sensei,” Naruto said, a blush staining his cheeks. “Sakura didn’t close the curtains.”

“And she’s bathing,” Sasuke finished softly, a slight scowl on his face. He nodded to the window behind him.

Alarm flashed through him, as he wondered what the men in the compound might have seen. He peered over Sasuke’s shoulder and cleared his throat. “So she is. Stay here for a moment,” he murmured. The image of her standing in the tub, bathing in the glow of the lamplight wasn’t something he’d get out of his head any time soon. It had been a long time since he’d seen her nude and even then it had been only bits and pieces or in the dark.

He hurried down the hall to their quarters and opened their door, hastily slipping in and trotting to the window without even glancing at Sakura. She squealed in surprise at his sudden entrance. He quickly closed the curtains on both windows before turning to scold her for her carelessness. She stood in the tub, arms clamped over her breasts and eyes wide in surprise.

“What are you doing?” she gasped.

He stared for a moment, thoroughly appreciating the lovely view she was providing in her shocked state. Like all female ninja, she was lightly muscled and slim, but she also had very nicely flared hips and full breasts. Many women of his profession lost such feminine features, from countless hours of training, but Sakura was the epitome of femininity. She started to shift uncomfortably under his gaze, so he cleared his throat and explained. “You left the curtains open Sakura.”

She blushed as what he was telling her sank in. “Who saw?” she asked clutching her arms tighter around her breasts.

“Naruto and Sasuke as far as I can tell. Otherwise you’d likely have a crowd outside,” he murmured, strolling closer to her, picking up a towel off the bed as he moved. She looked so beautiful he was hard pressed not to reach out and snap her up.

Her blushed spread. “Oh, I apologize. I was careless.” It didn’t bother her that her two friends had seen her nude, they’d caught her bathing in streams on several occasions, but the fact that one of the strangers outside could have seen her was unnerving.

“No harm done,” he murmured, stopping by the edge of the tub. He reached for her and gently lifted her from the cooling water she’d been rinsing with, wrapping her in the thin towel. Clasping her against his clothed chest, he carried her towards the wide bed.

“Kakashi?” she asked in surprise as her skin pressed into his vest and his arms cradled her damp body. She couldn’t help but feel a small rush of desire, at the feel of her half naked body against his fully clothed one. She had several naughty thoughts of him taking her that way as he settled her across the soft bedspread and moved over her on his hands and knees.

“Hmm?” he murmured in that ever present lazy tone of his. He tugged off his gloves and traced a rough hand over her belly, pushing the towel out of his way.

“What are you doing?” she asked softly.

“I haven’t decided yet,” he murmured back, covering a full, warm breast with his large hand.

Sakura gasped at the strange sensation of him really touching her. It had been so long. She pushed his headband off and let it fall to the bed, threading her fingers into his soft, silver hair and pulling him down. Cloth covered lips traced gently over her own. The mask he always wore, even with her, had become an annoyance. He could at least take it off when they were intimate like this.

The bell! “Kakashi. I want to claim my prize,” she said softly against his mouth.

He knew what she was talking about and frowned softly at her timing. “Right now? Can’t it wait?”

“No,” she said stubbornly. “My prize is for you to take off that damn mask when we’re alone like this. I want to see your face.”

He rose up and looked down on her curiously. “That’s all you want? You could ask for anything you know.”

“I know, but that’s what I want…well and other things too,” she admitted shyly.

He smiled and reached for the mask, tugging it down and revealing a delicate, smiling mouth and a narrow chin. She smiled up at him in return, taking in the beauty of his face. He was almost pretty. No wonder he kept covered up. Women would be all over him. Plus he looked young, younger than 36. Maybe it was easier to be taken seriously if no one could guess your age.

“Thank you,” she said softly. “Naruto and Sasuke are going to be furious you know.”

He grinned and dipped down to kiss her lightly. “Yes, well I’m not sleeping with them, so I really don’t care,” he murmured.

“Is that what this is?” she asked softly. “Are we really going…you know…sleep together now?”

He gazed down at her seriously. “Do you want that?”

“Yes,” she said without hesitation. “I don’t care what people will think. I’ll even tell them all how it happened if I have to. I’m 22, nearly 23. I’m an adult and so are you. It doesn’t matter I’ve known you since I was a child, not to me at least.”

He smiled and nodded, leaning down to kiss her again, slowly deepening the caress of his mouth on her own. His tongue teased gently over her bottom lip, coaxing her mouth to open for him as he lowered his body to cover hers.

Sakura gasped into his mouth as the rough fabric of his trousers rasped over her sensitive, naked thighs. She felt vulnerable and safe, all at the same time, knowing she was completely bare under him but knowing he’d protect her at any cost. It was arousing to say the least.

“What?” he murmured, wondering if he’d done something wrong.

“It’s nothing,” she murmured back. “It’s just…you’re still completely clothed and I’m not. It feels…nice…erotic.”

He pulled back from her a little and grinned. “Oh? So I should remain this way then?”

She blushed furiously and smiled a little. “M-maybe sometime?”

Kakashi laughed softly and nipped at her lips. “I suppose our affair did start out rather naughty, so why not keep it that way?” He was bending to kiss her again when a soft knock came at the door. He sighed heavily and slid off the bed. “What is it with all the interruptions?”

She laughed softly at his grumbling and slid off the bed to pull on a t-shirt and pants so he could answer the door. He cracked the door open and saw Sasuke and Naruto there, holding two large trays. Opening it further he beckoned them in. “What’s all this?” Sakura murmured.

“Shojiro said we could eat with you tonight since we haven’t seen you in so long,” Naruto chirped, still blushing ever so slightly. He avoided looking directly at her as he wandered into the room and looked for a place to settle their dinner. He finally settled the tray on the bed and made way for Sasuke to do the same.

Sakura looked over the plates and was surprised to see that the food actually looked halfway decent. She picked up a plate with a small pile of noodles, rice, meat and vegetables on it, since the other three plates were clearly for the three men. She’d always been shocked at how much they could put away in one sitting, especially Naruto. Treating him to ramen had always been rather fatal to her pocket book.

She settled on the floor and glanced over at the two young men, wondering if they were going to eat, but found them staring oddly at Kakashi. Naruto was gawking outright and Sasuke was frowning. Her eyes flicked to Kakashi and she giggled. He’d left his mask down in his irritated trip to answer the door.

He seemed to notice at the same moment and frowned softly. “I suppose this means you get a different prize now Sakura. It doesn’t seem fair that they get a free one.”

“Prize? For what?” Naruto asked distractedly, still openly staring.

“Would you stop?” Kakashi grunted, throwing the blond an irritated look. “It’s just a face.” Oddly enough he hadn’t had that same thought in his head all of the other times they’d asked to see it. He’d hidden his face, even from those he cared about most, for most of his life. The fact that he was showing it now, as though it were natural, might show just how flustered he really was at the moment. She was oddly gratified that she’d had such a strong affect on the closed and controlled ninja.

He picked up his own dinner and settle onto the bed. “Sakura got the bell, so she gets a reward.”

Sasuke’s eyes widened and he regarded Sakura closely. “I didn’t realize you’d gotten so much faster over the past month,” he murmured.

“I haven’t, just gotten craftier,” she responded with a smirk and a wink at Kakashi. He actually blushed a bit and ducked his head, suddenly very intent on his plate.

“How did you get it? Maybe it’ll work for me!” Naruto cried happily, stuffing noodles into his mouth.

Kakashi choked on a mouthful of food and Sakura started laughing. “I don’t think I’ll tell,” she said, throwing a teasing look at Kakashi. “A ninja needs a few secret moves. Besides, you can get the bell half of the time anyway,” she reminded the blond. Naruto just shrugged and grinned at her adorably.

Sasuke regarded her with some curiosity. “Still it would have been interesting to see how you did it. It isn’t easy to get it after all, even with the Sharingan at my disposal.”

Sakura grinned at him. “I’m sure it would have been educational for all involved,” she assured him.

“So what are you going to pick as your new reward?” Naruto asked around a mouthful of noodles. His eyes flicked to Kakashi’s bare face once again, as if he couldn’t help himself.

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the charming manners of her long-time friend. Naruto tended to be in his own little world half of the time, and really didn’t notice what he was doing until she corrected him. He was a tad too enthusiastic at times. Deciding to let it go, she just smiled and shrugged. “I’ll have to think about it.” Kakashi grunted softly from his perch on the bed, likely dreading what she’d come up with, given the recent development in their ‘relationship’.

***

The two young men stayed for another hour before proclaiming that they had to get up early to run their trainees into the ground at dawn. Both of them grinned in a way that showed they enjoyed their job far too much. Naruto even rubbed his hands together and chuckled as they wandered out of the room.

Once the door was closed and locked, Sakura turned back to where Kakashi was lounging on the bed and smiled. “Should I feel sorry for your new students? It kind of worries me when I think of Naruto and Sasuke as teachers for impressionable children.”

“Actually just before we left the village I put in their names to teach as a team,” Kakashi murmured casually, sitting up and pulling off his vest. “Separate they wouldn’t make the best teachers. Sasuke is too moody and strict and Naruto is too impulsive and soft-hearted. Together they’d make a nicely balanced team, if they’re willing to work together like I know they can.”

She frowned softly. It was nice that he’d recommended them for training new ninjas, but she had to wonder why she was left out. “What did you have in mind for me then?” she asked curiously, hurt seeping into her words.

“I believe Tsunade was considering having you lead an elite medic-nin team or teach gifted students. She says you have skills in that area that nearly rival her own. I also thought all three of you might consider trying for ANBU,” he tossed out casually. “It’s a rough position to take on, hunting your former comrades, but I think as a team you three would do very well.”

“Too bad we left,” she murmured mostly to herself. “Thank you for your confidence in us Kakashi,” she said with a smile. “You were a tough teacher, but I think we’re all better off and happier for it.”

He smiled lightly and shrugged. “I hope I can do as well as your husband then.” He reached for her and tugged her towards the bed.

She blushed a little and fingered the bunched up mask. “I’m sorry you accidentally showed your face to Naruto and Sasuke.”

He shrugged again. “It was about time anyway. I shouldn’t have hidden for so long, not from you three.” He brushed her hair back from her face. “How is it that one beautiful kunoichi can tear down walls, that took years to build, in a matter of weeks?” He leaned forward and kissed her lightly. “I don’t know how you do it Sakura, but you get behind my defenses and it scares the hell out of me,” he murmured against her lips.

Sakura returned the light kiss and cupped his cheek. “I can’t say I’m sorry, because I want to get behind every defense you have.” She pressed lightly on his chest until he lay back on the bed and she was straddling his hips. Leaning down over him, she kissed him gently, gradually deepening it as his hands slid up her thighs, over her hips and up her back.

Humming softly to herself, she rubbed against him, enjoying the wonderful feeling of his hard chest against her full breasts; thrilling at the sensation of his body hardening and flexing against the softness of her lower belly. She felt powerful when he responded to her like this; without thought and with pleasurable abandon. She didn’t want him to fight it or his feelings. She just wanted him to let go and enjoy being with her.

Sakura gently flexed her hips and rubbed against his growing arousal, drawing a soft groan from him and sending a thrill through her. She repeated the motion and his hands slid down to her hips, holding her in place as he ground slowly into her. Her stomach clenched in excitement as he gasped into her mouth and slid his tongue over her upper lip.

“Have I ever told you that you’re a witch?” he murmured against her mouth. “How do you do this to me?”

“Training…lots of it…from an excellent sensei,” she teased, raising up and scooting down his thighs. She reached for the buttons of his trousers and flicked each open with quivering fingers. Despite her eagerness to be with Kakashi, and the bravery she was trying to exhibit, she couldn’t wholly forget that she was still a virgin. Toys aside, she was, essentially, in new territory.

Long, warm fingers closed around hers and halted her ministrations. “Sakura,” he murmured, looking at her down the length of his body. “We can stop this.”

She blushed and shook her head. “I don’t want to. I’m just a bit nervous and…excited. I don’t really know what to do.”

He smiled and nodded. “I understand. I will help you, so don’t worry. You’re not alone in this you know.”

“I know,” she murmured softly, shaking off his hands and working at his buttons again. “You just have more experience and all.”

He rolled until he was above her, cradled between her thighs. “Not as much as you might think, but enough. Lay back and relax for a moment.” Deciding not to protest the shift in control, she did as he asked. He was an excellent teacher after all.

Kakashi smiled down at her and leaned in for a warm, deep kiss, lingering over her mouth as one hand skimmed down over her side and back up over one breast, settling and squeezing gently. She hummed softly in pleasure as his thumb slid over her nipple, teasing it into a tight peak with gentle, slow strokes. As with everything he was languid and patient, slowly arousing her body with expert caresses.

When she was gasping softly from the sensations coursing through her breast, he shifted and gently repeated the caress on her other breast. “Kakashi, please stop teasing me,” she whined softly, arching against his chest.

He grinned at her and leaned back to pull her shirt up over her head. “That is the whole point of foreplay Sakura; to tease and arouse. Be patient.”

Sakura grumbled inwardly, realizing this was probably vaguely how Naruto felt whenever Kakashi was teaching them something new. She just wanted to skip the preliminaries and get right to the main event. She did know that waiting would pay off though; it always did with Kakashi. That point was proven rather abruptly as his mouth slid over one breast and then the other, teasing them into even harder points. Sensation streaked straight to her groin, drawing a sharp cry from her lips. “Kakashi!”

He rumbled in response, deep in his chest; the sound wholly male and filed with satisfaction and pride. Nothing quite stoked the male ego better than hearing his name cried out by the woman he was pleasuring. Kakashi lifted to his knees and slid his fingers under the band of the loose pants she’d draw on earlier. He glanced up at her and smiled reassuringly, before drawing them down and tossing them to the floor.

He pressed her further up on the bed and slid his hands gently over her quivering thighs. “Are you still nervous?” he asked softly, meeting her eyes curiously. “I won’t hurt you, you know that.”

“I’m not really nervous…well maybe a bit…but it’s okay. I don’t want to stop,” she assured him again. Who wouldn’t be a least a little nervous about doing this for the first time? “Weren’t you nervous your first time?” she asked curiously.

He quirked an amused smile at her. “Digging for history?” When she blushed and opened her mouth to apologize he held up a hand. “I’m just teasing you Sakura. I don’t remember much about my first time honestly. I was sixteen and rather drunk at the time. I don’t think I was sober enough to be nervous.” She smiled and giggled a little at that.

He smiled as she relaxed a bit beneath him and leaned down to trace his lips over her jaw and neck, gradually edging his way back to her full, warm breasts. Kakashi lingered over them for a moment, teasing them back into full arousal before skimming down the soft skin of her toned belly.

“Kakashi?” she murmured, tensing again, slightly, as his tongue dipped teasingly into her belly button. His direction was achingly clear and she wasn’t sure what to do.

“Just relax. I’ve done this before, remember?” he murmured softly, tracing his lips over one silky thigh.

“That was in my head,” she reminded him, her voice catching slightly as his lips brushed over her damp, rosy curls.

“I know, but it won’t feel any less nice,” he responded. He settled on his belly and gently parted her tender flesh with his thumbs, stroking over the fleshy folds and delicately tickling her with his lips. “Just trust me,” he whispered against her feminine flesh.

She gasped in shock and excitement as his tongue flicked out to tease her skin, circling skillfully around the little nub nestled snuggly in her warm folds; arousing its attention and coaxing it out. Raw sensation skittered over her flesh as he teased the too sensitive bundle of nerves, making her fingers flex convulsively in his silky hair and her body arch into him. “Too much,” she gasped brokenly.

He ignored the plea and suckled gently at her; slid his tongue into her weeping core, drawing another surprised gasp from her soft, parted lips. “Kakashi, please,” she pleaded, not quite sure what she was asking for, but sure he’d know.

He hummed softly into her flesh and pulled away, tugging his shirt off as he moved. “Last chance to stop this Sakura. Once I’m inside, I can’t undo it. I can’t give you your virginity back,” he said, his hands coming to rest on his pants, still gaping from her earlier attentions.

“I want to keep going,” she said softly, her hips shifting and lifting against his thighs.

He nodded and stood, discarding his pants and sandals, before joining her again on the wide bed. She opened her legs wide as he settled over her, the shock of hard male flesh against her drawing out yet another gasp. He leaned down and kissed her gently, sliding his tongue over her lips, and his arms under her shoulders and waist. “You’re so beautiful Sakura,” he murmured, slowly flexing his hips against hers, bringing his aching arousal to her weeping entrance.

Sakura arched against him as he began to press, slowly stretching her wide. She had thought it would be just like it had been with the toys, but it was so very different. He pulsed with warmth and life as his slipped further and further into her body, rocking gently to ease his way into her warmth. Unlike her toys, he also groaned and kissed her fiercely as his own pleasure spiked. His response to her body was what made it so different and so thrilling.

“So tight,” he gasped harshly, coming to a rest, fully inside. “Don’t move,” he warned as she flexed timidly against him. “I’m too close and I want this to last,” he explained as confusion filled her liquid green eyes.

She felt a curious flexing inside her and held perfectly still, deciding he knew best. Instead she contented herself with kissing him, her tongue sliding sensuously against his in an imitation of what was occurring further down her body.

After a few moments of slow, erotic kisses, he drew his body slowly back, until he was just barely inside her pulsing warmth, and then slid just as slowly back inside. Kakashi’s deep groan rumbled against her chest and her lips as he repeated the motion. “How do you do this to me?” he gasped harshly, tucking his face into her neck as he moved inside of her.

She wrapped her legs up around his thrusting hips and gasped with each glorious slide of his body. Sakura hadn’t realized how amazing it would feel to do this. Every stroke and caress of his thrusting length sent a riot of pleasure and sensation through her groin, legs and belly, until she swore she was on fire. Raw pleasure burned out of control between her thighs. “Kakashi…I didn’t know…it would be like this,” she gasped, crying out as he thrust into her hard.

Kakashi rose up to his knees, supporting himself on one hand, and gripping her hip with the other. He bit his lip, his head hanging as he worked over her, sweat rolling down his chest and belly as pleasure course its way through his thighs and groin. It had been too long…and yet he couldn’t remember it ever being so good with another person. Sakura was tight and sweet and delightfully innocent. Despite that, she flexed against him with sensuous rolls of her hips and belly, driving him wilder by the second.

Sakura groaned and flexed up hard against him, tightening her body, knowing her orgasm was coming. “Kakashi, I’m close,” she gasped, her body stiffening. He increased the pace of his thrusts, gasping softly above her as she tightened around him. Sakura squeezed her eyes shut and arched, her thighs and feminine flesh burning with the oncoming climax…and then…everything shattered and she cried out, clutching at the bedding.

Kakashi shuddered as she cried out and rippled hard around him. Even if he hadn’t been so near his own climax, seeing her twisted in pleasure under him would have driven him over the edge. His groin burned and clenched hard. With a strangled grunt he thrust hard into her and shuddered, his climaxing ripping through him and emptying out into her pulsing body.

He took a slow, shuddering breath and relaxed down over her sweaty body as his pumped slowly into her and began to soften.

Sakura wrapped her arms around him as he collapsed, wanting nothing more than to fold around him and never let go. She felt languid and heavy in the aftermath of what had just happened. She was content to never move again, as long as he was with her like this. “Thank you,” she murmured thickly.

He rumbled incoherently into her shoulder and rolled until she was cradled over his slick body. “You’re amazing Sakura,” he murmured sincerely. “I’ve never felt like this with a woman. That is the honest truth.” He slid his arms around her and snuggled his face into her damp, pink hair. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to let you go now…not for anyone or anything.”

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