Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, this is just a fanfiction based on the original characters, created by my dirty mind.
Cursive letters resemble thoughts.
It is a Kakashi x Sakura story; they are depicted in different ages, but always nothing illegal, so if you're not into that please look for another story.
It is my first try at writing a fanfiction and I am no native speaker, so please keep your flames at bay.
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You can find my story on AO3 too. Same pseudonym & title.
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Have fun!
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SquaMata
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The fail of a mission
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Chapter 1. Into the bedroom
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Present:
He looks down at her, "Why did I let it happen that far? It's so wrong, but feels so right." he whispers huskily as his eyes slowly admire her half naked body. She is lying there on his bed with her hair sprawled out over his pillows and her perfect body in front of him. Her eyes are closed, with her lips open just the slightest bit and he wants to taste her, his hunger for her has never been stronger than in that exact moment as she suddenly opens her eyes and props up on her elbows. His shuriken printed covers slide down her perky breasts, which seems to don't mind her, instead she leers deeply and fixates his eye with a look of pure desire.
"You look absolutely beautiful. You know you'll kill me someday" he breathes out and tardily approaches her. Two can play this game, my little prey! He begins to circle her. He reminds her of a dangerous, freaking masculine, dominant and very hungry predator.
It has never gone that far between them, they have been teasing each other for years now. All of a sudden she feels a little ashamed; maybe she shouldn't have gone so far hiding naked in his sheets waiting for him to come home.
"What do you want from me, Sensei?" she asks in a nervous tone.
That seemingly cut his last restraint, he is on her in a blur, pins her hands down with a strong grip and whispers hoarsely in her ear "You know exactly what I want," he licks softly the edge of her ear and bites playfully into her lobe. She smells his incredibly masculine scent and feels his built body hovering over her. Then she notices one thing by the feel of his lips. Oh my god, his mask is gone!
Suddenly he poofs away, he reappears leaning aloof on the opposite wall of his room and gives her a nondescript look. He has his mask back on like nothing happened. She releases the breath she couldn't remember she has been holding and watches him getting fully back to the stoic business Kakashi everybody knows, playtime is over. She covers herself and feels a sudden weight on her chest.
"I'm really tired of our little games, it isn't funny anymore. You teased me like forever and now you decided to wait for me in my bed. I know I'm not an angel either, we both did some things I'm not proud of. But it's not like that awful training we had to do together some years ago. I bet you feel the same that we two have never fully returned from that one mission." He crosses his arms and his look hardens.
"We should talk, Sakura."