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Kakashi Hatake brushed a silky pink strand away from where it blocked his view of his sleeping current affair. Current affair? Surely Sakura Haruno would not appreciate the label were he ever foolish enough to use it within earshot of her. Eyes of emeralds would snap with temper while she lectured him on how inappropriate the term was. A mistress perhaps? No, that term didn't fit either. They didn't spend time together outside of missions and bed. They also didn't shower each other with unneeded affections. So the term girlfriend was also out of the question. A long term relationship or love had no place between them, what they have is purely physical. Its duration and depth of it was only out of convenience. Well, mostly his, Sakura really didn't have a say in the matter. He had seduced her into his bed after all.
He had never imagined one day he would bed the Leaf's Little Cherry Blossom, though it really happened by pure chance. One year ago when he had shown up at her apartment to deliver a message, the minute she opened the door it was inevitable. Her pink locks had been pulled back in a messy up do, with a few strands of hair dangling down her cheeks; thin metal framed glasses were set on the bridge of her nose only heightening her emerald colored eyes. Then there was the almost nonexistent skin tight, low cut, white tank top and it hadn't taken a genius to tell that she wasn't even wearing a bra under. That was only followed by the black skin tight shorts that clung to her every curve followed by shapely tanned legs attached to bare feet. Of course for the past few years he began to recognize her as an attractive woman now 22 years old. But it wasn't till that moment he practically craved to feel her body against his, feel her warmth surround him as he sank deep into her body. The weeks it took to lure her into his bed had been worth it. It's far better than even he had imagined.
Yet she can walk away from it as easily has he can, neither having the incentive to go out of their way to form a bond beyond friendship. Luckily a relationship such as this worked out the best for them both. He hoped when it ended they could return to what they were before, but he was beginning to doubt that the longer they were together. After he discovered the way she responded to him at the lightest touch, the way their kisses melted his resolve and her resistance and once he discovered the pleasure of basking in her sensuality he knew they could never go back to the way it was. Surely neither would be able to simmer the sexual connection they shared. That's why he could already sense the hardships in the coming months, because he knew now that they should end it if they truly hoped to remain at least friends.
Tracing her delicate features highlighted by the morning light peeking through the curtains he leaned close to her ear. "Sakura, it's time to wake up." Her nose wrinkled and her luscious lips glowered in denial to the comment. Her eyes remained stubbornly shut and her recently sated body remained unmoving. "Wake up Sakura." He brushed his lips across the curve of her bare shoulder.
"You know if you came to my apartment I could stay sleeping while you had to get up and leave." She muttered.
"Yes, but we both know my apartment's more discreet than yours." And since they decided their nights of phenomenal sex needed to remain a secret his place was of course the better choice. "And besides" He sat up. "I'm not making you leave I wanna talk." At those words her eyes fluttered open to look up at him, but her frown did not slip at all. "You know you look adorable like this right?"
A small smile teased at her lips but she stubbornly held onto the scowl as she sat up clutching the sheet to her chest as if he'd hadn't already mesmerized the look and feel of her full breasts. "Normal people don't find cranky attractive Kakashi."
He held back a smile and shrugged one shoulder. "Who said I was normal? Or maybe it's you that's not normal? Because I can't remember calling any of my past lovers adorable when they were irritated, in fact it was usually the opposite." He didn't like using the word lover but it was the only term that wouldn't set Sakura off. Yet why these thoughts were plaguing him all of a sudden he didn't know. He had no need to define a place for her in his personal life and he really wasn't fond of labels to begin with. So then why were his thoughts immersed over it?
A shimmer of irritation flashed in her eyes. "I have no desire to hear about the notches on your headboard Kakashi Hatake."
"I'm sorry" His shoulder again lifted in a shrug. "But you knew my track record wasn't pure." He admits to being a playboy, but that's what you have to be if all you desire is a woman in your bed and not in your life. Then again he was never been with any of them as long as he's been with Sakura.
"True, neither of us were virgins but it's bad manners to talk about past conquests in bed with your present lover."
"Since when have you been worried about manners in front of me?" He mocked.
A small smile finally curved her lips. "Are you suggesting I perform 'badly' in front of you?"
He chuckled at her ability to turn the context of the conversation into something sexual. "I don't even have to answer that. You already know."
"True" She snuggled against him, her fingertips drawing a circle on his thigh causing his lower regions to stir. "So you wanted to talk?"
"Yeah" Though he was beginning to reconsider the idea for another round of sexual pleasure.
She cocked her head to meet his gaze. "About?"
He couldn't resist. Leaning down he kissed the tip of her nose. "You really are adorable in the morning."
"I thought I was adorable when I was cranky?"
"Are you ever not cranky in the morning?" He mused.
"I'll have you know that I am usually quite happy in the mornings. It's only when you wake me up after a full night of amazing sex and lack of sleep that I get cranky. Hence why we should use my apartment next time."
Yet again she had to press the issue that should be settled. Her continuation of the matter regularly frustrated him and it was noticeable in his voice when he spoke wanting to revert back to his main purpose. "That's beside the point. Right now there's something we need to discuss."
She stiffened and pulled away, her eyes reflecting a sudden awareness to what the subject was. "What?"
"I have a long mission coming up tomorrow." He started and found the rest of the words frozen at her sudden look of relief.
"How long is long?"
"Two months at least." He took a breath, knowing this needed to be done. "I think after I return we should return to way things used to be." Something flashed in her eyes briefly and he suddenly wished he could take back the words.
"Okay." She turned away with a nod.
He forced back a grimace. Though he was glad she wasn't going to fight on this he found himself displeased with the fact she actually agreed so easily. "It's too bad, I'm really gonna miss you." He found himself saying before thinking and now he couldn't stop the small frown. He hadn't meant to say that. But when she met his gaze again, saw the emotion in her eyes he hasn't before he found himself stumbling for a cover. "This" He ran his hand down her body. "I'll miss this."
"Too late playboy I heard you the first time." An amused smile curved on her lips. "You might as well admit you like my company as much as you like me in bed."
In an instant he lowered her back to the bed, his lips hovering over hers. "I'll still have your company." He brushed his lips against hers. "But since we will be deprived of the latter why don't we make the best of it today."
Sakura wanted to protest. But once his lips touched hers she was lost. He took her mouth in a fierce, hungry kiss, she parted her lips in full surrender and kissed him back, rejoicing in his tongue slipping inside to devour her softness. She moaned and he replied with a sound of satisfaction deep in his throat, his hand sweeping down her body discarding the sheet, is touch reigniting the fire fueling the ache deep inside her. His taste was potent, he smelled intoxicating.
He began showering kisses on her eyelids, down her cheek, along her chin, returning to her mouth time and again demanding a response she freely gave. His hand closed in over her breasts and a whimper escaped from her throat as he explored the sensitive flesh, teasing her by rubbing his thumb over her nipple. A small voice in the back of her mind was screaming 'Please make him stop', but it went unheard. Afterwards, she would try to justify her actions, but at this moment it didn't matter. Because this was Kakashi as she had never seen him before. His own wild excitement fueled hers, she wants to drown in his kisses and take him down with her. His hands on her breasts molding them against his palms, and then they were sweeping frantically down over her hips.
Maneuvering her body she felt his erection at the tip of her entrance, he let out a cry as he thrust into her and it was echoed by her own. She sobbed as he drove in deeper and then deeper still, deeper than he'd ever been, as if he were piercing her soul itself. The wild scream she let out as she bucked beneath him was the heralding of her orgasm, but also signaled the breaking of her heart. Because the heart didn't respond to reason and no matter how many reasons she told herself why she shouldn't the fact was that she loved him.
He thrust in and out faster, harder, deeper and just as she was coming down from her first high another explosive pleasure went off within her. Before too long her body started to vibrate in ripples, radiating outward and pulling everything in its path back within her including this man inside. The center of her being became a whirlpool of sensation, flooding her with desire. She came in a rush as it sucked her into its incredible mind blowing depths; a second later he followed her into the sensual vortex.
Kakashi shuddered at the intensity in his release as Sakura's body clenched around him, not letting him go till she'd taken everything from him. Finally he caught his breath and his head cleared. Looking down at her now sated expression, eyes half lidded, lips swollen, cheeks flushed his heart did a little flutter. It took him by shock and he found himself rushing to get away. He withdrew as fast as he dare and scrambled off the bed snatching his sweats off the floor as he rushed to the bathroom shutting himself inside.
He needed to get away from her to convince himself that she was nothing more to him now than a previous affair. However, he found the task easier said than done when what they shared just now felt so good. It was so damn good he wanted her again immediately. What the hell had he been thinking? All he had aimed for was one last round before they parted ways, but now he knew he shouldn't have treaded on those dangerous waters. Because no matter how much he had convinced himself before he could do without her in his bed he was now wishing he could keep her there. And that option just wasn't possible. He didn't want love nor a commitment and neither did she, they had agreed on it.
Hearing movement from the bedroom he slipped on his pants and opened the door just in time to see Sakura bend over to pick up her bra. He wanted to groan and take her all over again but he held himself in check. Then she stood turning to meet his gaze. That look from earlier again flashed in her eyes before she smiled. "It's been fun Kakashi, but I better head out."
He crossed his arms leaning against the doorjamb. "Take care, Sakura." He had to force his smile, because he didn't want her to leave, he wanted her back in his bed.
"Be safe on your mission." She turned to walk towards the door. "I'll see you when you get back." Holding her hand up in a makeshift wave she hurried out the door.
Kakashi stood there for long moments after he heard his front door shut. Staring at the tousled sheets, the smell of Sakura and sex clinging to the room he let out a heavy sigh. It was inevitable; there was no way they could go back to what they used to be. He would never be able to look at her without remembering what they shared. Walking to the edge of the bed he ripped the sheets off the mattress, needing to erase the traces of her. Before he chased after her, dragged her back and stripped her naked.
AN: Sooooo? How was it? :-) Please let me know! Thank you! Oh and I have some good news for you...ready for it?...I ACTUALLY HAVE THIS WHOLE STORY WRITTEN ALREADY! WOOWOO! lol :-) So I will be posting either every other day or everyday because I am now just editing them chapter by chapter to post them! :-) Please leave a review if you find the time or if yo find any errors! Thank you Again! Luv Ya!