Tease

She smelled so good it hurt.

Standing in the worlds smallest cave as the sky poured torrents of rain and hail down, pressed tightly against one another, the mixed essence of sweat and vanilla and that indescribable musk that was forever Sakura filtered dangerously through his cotton mask. Shifting slightly, Kakashi breathed a miniscule groan of frustration as she wiggled closer, her back and ass pushing dangerously into his torso and thighs.

Breathing her scent deeply, Kakashi allowed one half-gloved finger to trace the fringe of pink hair at the nape of her neck, her resulting shiver indication of her enjoyment. They had been dancing around the heavy undercurrent of arousal all day; their sparring intense and sexually charged as they clashed together – touches lingering, faces flushing, pupils dilating. And now the sudden violence of the spring storm had trapped them in this tiny fissure barely larger than a broom closet.

Sakura turned slowly, and Kakashi was shocked at her flushed face and half-lidded eyes, hooded with what looked to be lust as she stared at him like a predator.

“Are you done teasing me, senpai?” she murmured throatily, planting her hands on the damp fabric of his vest and sliding them slowly up his chest. “I don’t like being teased.”

Kakashi’s hands snaked out and pulled her hips to his, crashing their bodies together as he allowed his desire to rise to the surface. He had been hard on and off all afternoon as he watched her fight, and with her taut body pressed so close and her intoxicating scent invading his brain, all Kakashi could do was growl low in his throat as his burgeoning arousal pressed against the warmth of her belly.

He hardly noticed the small hands tearing his mask away as Sakura urgently pressed her lips to his, her hands cupping his scruffy cheeks and sliding up into the wild shock of silver hair. Groaning, Kakashi slanted his mouth against hers, tongue stabbing past her lips to search for her own. She whimpered against his invasion but met his tongue with her own, battling each other for dominance over the feral kiss.

Nipping lightly at her lower lip, Kakashi cupped the swell of her ass and lifted her smaller frame up to his; instinctively, her arms twined around his neck for support. Their bodies aligned perfectly, her hot center firmly positioned over his throbbing length; Kakashi rolled his hips and let his trapped cock slide against her clothed womanhood.

Sakura moaned wantonly against his mouth and wrapped her legs around his waist in encouragement. He pressed her back against the cave wall and let one hand trail up to caress her breasts, rolling and pinching the erect nipples through the thin cloth of her shirt. The quick bite of pain shot through her nerves, causing her to flex against him passionately.

“Put me down,” she breathed against his lips. “Please, I need to touch you.”

Another growl answered her, but Kakashi complied. Hands slightly shaky, Sakura found the clasp of his pants and flicked it open without hesitation, the rasp of the zipper loud in the confines of the small cave. She pushed his boxers down and grasped his erection firmly, squeezing the rapidly purpling head

Kakashi’s head slipped back as an aroused moan tore from his exposed lips. The feel of her hands stimulating him, sliding along his shaft and teasing his tense balls, was almost too much already. Another moan and he brought his gaze back to the little pink-haired minx working him over so thoroughly. Sakura was concentrating hard on pleasuring him, her lower lip caught between her teeth as her hands slipped up and down, shooting bursts of pleasure up and down his spine.

He watched, fascinated and aroused beyond words as she swiped the bead of fluid from the head of his cock and licked it off her finger, green eyes taunting him all the while. Kakashi groaned loudly as the now-wet finger trailed up his pulsing cock, tracing lightly around the sensitive head.

“Please don’t stop,” he breathed hoarsely. “So close.”

“I won’t stop, Kakashi.” She tightened her fingers slightly as he began to thrust wantonly against her hand. “You wanted me to do this all day, didn’t you?”

The pleasure was building in a thick frenzy, and he found himself unable to speak – he nodded enthusiastically as he fucked her hand.

“You’re such a tease, senpai,” she whispered from his side, watching the head of his cock slip past the circle of her fingers rapidly. “Making me want to fuck you on the training grounds.”

Kakashi moaned and sped up, her words driving him to his breaking point quickly.

“I’ve been dreaming about you,” Sakura murmured, planting quick nips disguised as kisses along the taut fabric-covered bicep. “I want to see your face when you come.”

He grunted as the tight coil is his groin got impossibly tighter, his balls tensed and his erection pulsed once in her hands, the pain from her quick bites nearly sending him over the edge.

“Come for me, Kakashi.”

And he did.

His hips snapped up into the tight tunnel of her fingers one last time as the thread holding him back snapped. With a breathy grunt, Kakashi came hard, the thickness of his release shooting out over her hand and the dirt floor of the cave. The pleasure didn’t stop; he kept going, her hand doing something wonderfully fluttery to the base of his cock that prolonged his pleasure.

It felt so good he nearly forgot to breathe; if the stone walls of the little cave hadn’t been there to hold him up, Kakashi surely would have collapsed into Sakura’s arms a sated and relaxed man.

The rain had stopped. The only sound in the small stone enclosure was their breathing; Kakashi’s steady breaths while he desperately tried to calm his thrumming heart and Sakura’s aroused panting. That she was still unsatisfied bothered him, and he brought his nimble fingers to the waistband of her skirt intending to remedy the situation.

To his surprise her hands swatted him away impatiently, tucking him gently back into his pants and arranging his clothing neatly. When she finally turned her head up to look at him, her green eyes were burning with need – need for him.

Grabbing Kakashi’s hand, Sakura looked impatient.

“Take me home and do it right,” she insisted.

“No more teasing.”

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Written originally for an LJ meme that nobody is reading, so I thought I'd post it up here. Enjoy!