You and Me and Us and Them

Pairing: Kakashi x Anko
Warnings: Public sex, fingering

His eyes had been on her all night. Awareness sizzled under her skin, her nipples already hard under the thin material of her tank top.

Anko didn’t have to glance back at the booth to know Kakashi was watching as she swayed to the music, letting her hands run over her hips, waist, the sides of her breasts as she raised her arms, fingers dancing together above her head as her body writhed. That the move caused her skirt to ride up a little more, exposing the garters that held up fishnet stockings was an added bonus. She spun, indigo hair flying behind her, grey eyes glinting under the low lighting in the nightclub, invitation clear in them as their gazes met. And then she was spinning and weaving and writhing away, heading towards one of the darker, more private corners.

He didn’t need to be asked twice.

The club was large and there were plenty of hidden nooks and crannies where those caught up in the moment could go. Anko and Kakashi were definitely caught up in the moment. When, large hands gripped her hips, a hard, broad chest pressing against her back, Anko only smiled, her own hands moving to cover Kakashi’s. Strong arms curled around her waist, one hand resting under her breasts, the other low on her pelvis as he pressed closer, his body moving along with hers. She could already feel his interest pressing against her ass.

She grinned, wanton and mischievous as she swung her hips back, grinding against his burgeoning erection. His arms tightened against her in warning but Anko could only laugh, her low chuckle lost under the loud, thrumming music. Then Kakashi’s fingers were delving under the tight hem of her skirt and pushing against her unclothed pussy and Anko’s laughter was stolen from her, her chuckles immediately fading into a breathless gasp.

Kakashi moaned as his fingers met her already damp curls. The woman was goddamn kink maniac. She’d fucking planned this. His other hand moved to cup her breasts through her top, his breath hot against her throat even through the material of his mask. She rocked into his touch, her hips grinding down, her back arching as she simultaneously fucked his fingers and pushed her breasts harder into his rough hands. Kakashi smirked and pinched her nipple through her top, watching as her lips parted in a groan of pleasure.

He pressed her against the wall, pushing aside the material of her top so that her bare breasts pressed against cold concrete. Finally lowering his mask, Kakashi nipped at the curve of her neck as he pulled her hips away from the wall, exaggerating the sensual curve of her back. His hands followed that curve, over her shoulder blades, down the smooth muscle of her upper back and along the sharp dip of her lower back as it curled into the perfect, round, fucking sexy globes of her ass. Then he was pushing her skirt up over said ass, the full effect of gartered thigh highs with no panties causing him to moan his appreciation as he grabbed handfuls of the backside displayed so beautifully before him.

He unzipped his pants but didn’t pull himself out of his boxers as he rocked against her, fingers curving and increasing the pace as he finger fucked her, thumb rubbing against her clit, tearing moans and groans and leaving her begging for more. Of course, Kakashi couldn’t hear the pleas that would have no doubt driven him into a fuck-first, tease later frenzy. However, he couldn’t ignore the way she threw her head back, eyes clenched shut as she bit down on her lips, cheeks flushed from more than just dancing under the heat of the club, the line of her neck as it bled into her collar bones and toned, gracefully sloped shoulders glistening with perspiration. Nor could her ignore the way her juices were dripping down his fingers, her hips moving frantically as she sought release.

He wasn’t much better off himself. His breath escaped in hot pants as he nipped at her earlobe, before licking a trail down her jaw. When she turned her face toward him, their lips met in a kiss that was all lips and tongue. His mouth moved commandingly over hers, drinking her up like she was the most intoxicating liquor in the world. He freed himself from his boxers, his dick springing out to lie hot and hard and red against his stomach before he was pushing his hips into her, attempting to bury his cock in the soft flesh of her bountiful ass.

Kakashi’s hand groped at her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples, grabbing harsh fistfuls of the soft tissue, making Anko rock back against him and turning her begs and pleas into desperate whines for more, for him. His thumb rubbed quick and hard against her clit and Anko screamed, the sound hoarse and husky against his ear. She let out a whine of longing when he pulled his fingers from her pussy but then Kakashi was turning her around, shoving his fingers into her mouth so she could taste herself on him. She took them greedily, tongue swirling around the digits as their gazes met, heated and desperate.

And then Kakashi was sucking at her breast, his back curving as he lifted her legs to wrap around his hips. She arched, her head falling back, pushing her breasts further into his mouth. He carried and balanced her easily as he pushed, his cock sliding balls deep into her tight, dripping heat. Still the music thrummed and rolled and dipped around them and he set the pace to it, teeth scraping at her nipple as he thrust into her, hard and fast and harder and faster.

Her fingers curled into the hair at the nape of his neck and she lifted herself up, letting herself fall against his strong body. Her thigh muscles worked as she tightened her legs around him, her torso and breasts were pressed against hard chest, ill-hidden by his t-shirt. The denim of his jeans was rough against her inner thigh but all Anko cared about was that he was hot and thick and hard and so very, very deep inside her.

Kakashi was supporting her full weight, her head was buried in his shoulder, long violet hair cascading over her face and down his arms as their hips worked, pushing against each other, hard and desperate, all sense of rhythm abandoned in the quest for satisfaction.

And then Anko was tightening around him, spasming around him, her juices bursting over his cock as shivers of pleasure washed over her. Kakashi thrust once, twice and he was following suit, shooting his seed, hot and thick, into her.

As they collapsed against each other, still entwined, Kakashi had to admit that his lover had a point. Public sex was definitely fun. His fingers gently stroked her exposed breasts as he idly righted her top. Maybe they should try the cinema next.