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2. Flashbacks

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Two months prior their world had been still in order until a certain incident took place.

One day Sakura was sitting in her office trying hard to focus on the huge pile of files in front of her. Will this damn, boring paperwork ever come to an end?

Whenever she had finished the edit and amendment of one record, there seemed to pop up three new ones on her desk. Her mind was craving for something else. The pinkette's birthday was nearing and she was experiencing something like a minor depressive phase. Sadly like herself, Kakashi had been pretty busy the last two weeks, so they had only seen each other at occasional short lunch breaks or whenever he had managed to crawl into her bed late at night. Due to the upcoming kage summit he had to work hard on strenuous preparation for the meetings and to make up for the time he would be gone. The hokage had even asked her to join him officially as medic for him and his ANBU squad. Sakura was nervous, they would leave tomorrow morning. Memories kept on rushing through her head, silent reminders of their loving weekend at Anko's place.

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"Do you trust me, Sakura?"

"Yes, Sir."

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It turned out that he was into mind games and D/s play like he told her once before in the very same dungeon but under different circumstances. The current hokage was no real sadist, but he loved to play with her personal limits to which he guided her step by step without pushing her too much.

Her nipples reacted to her imagination drifting off to the point when the dominant silverhead had been twisting them with his sensuous lips.

Leather cuffs tied with rope to the ring hanging from the ceiling kept her standing in the middle of the sparsely lit room.Tempting background music from Sterling Angel and flickering deep red candles intensified the eroticizing atmosphere. Then he pinched her hardened nipples hard between his calloused fingers while the incredibly intense stare of his mismatched eyes followed her every movement. Their eyes met and he caught her in a trance with one of his insanely deep, sensual kisses.Next he blindfolded her with a black satin ribbon and continued the bittersweet play with her sensitive nerve endings with a blood-red feather tickler and pinwheel eliciting appreciative moans and sharp intakes of breaths.

All of a sudden he somehow pulled on the rope so she had to stand on her toes. Before she could get used to the new pose he spun her around and she had to adjust herself with the uncomfortable situation. Chuckling in that dangerously low tone Kakashi stepped back and watched her attempts until she had finally seemed to have found a bearable stance. Sakura's brain was on the brink of insanity as he let her feel his incredible gentle and nearly worshipping side in alteration with his wild and leading attitude and the overwhelming change from a domineering and penalizing master to an affectionate and caressing lover.

The infamous copy-nin brought seduction to a whole new level and Sakura couldn't but devote herself to the master of the arts. She had fallen for him completely and over their last weeks it was obvious he had done so in return.

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Sighing of missing him badly she opened the folder of another patient. Kishino Mamori. It didn't take long for her thoughts to snap back from the advice resistant diabetic to their erotic play in Anko's cellar. The moment when she had dared her kinky sexgod by kissing his neck without permission and he had spanked her over the knee in return made her body shiver in reminiscence and longing.

It had led to a formidable blowjob and she had earned her very own collar for real. A loud sigh of frustration escaped her lips as her crossed legs moved on their own, subconsciously trying to provide the deeply craved friction. Sakura remembered how he had hung her in a semi-suspension with her legs in hemp rope tied to a shibari ring on the ceiling and spreading her feet with a metal bar whereas her upper body had been lying on a wooden table which the keen silverhead had carried over from its original place next to the door.

He showered her with many intense orgasms as reward for her trust, submission and endurance and with an animalistic guttural groan he finished himself deep inside of her while she was trembling in her own blissful release.

Still connected he then untied her from the ceiling to turn her a bit to the side so he was able to lean forward to gently place his head on her chest and to cup her shaking body with his. After a few minutes their amazing rush of endorphins had ebbed and they enjoyed some more time to just lay there attached to each other, happy and sexually spent. Then Kakashi released her fully to carry her over to the bed where they were cuddling close entangled to each other underneath the silky sheets until one after the other fell into peaceful slumber.

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Somehow the medic kunoichi managed to finish her workload and by the dark of the night seeping through the window of her office she could tell it was getting really late. Yawning once and stretching her sore body she discarded her lab coat to hang it on the coat hook at the back of her door before she headed home eventually.

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Unfortunately there was no sign of the copy-nin at her apartment. She prepared herself an instant soup as a quick supper and after a shower she went to bed alone. Against all her joyful expectation it was very likely he wouldn't show up tonight. There was just too much left to do for him before his departure and she was well aware of that, but hope always died last.

Hopefully we will have some time together soon.

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Embracing his pillow with her head buried in its fluffiness and deeply inhaling the scent he had imprinted she allowed herself to continue her line of memories.

"If we really decide to rebuild my farm one day, we'll need a cellar with at least one secret room just for our special activities."

That was the last sentence she could remember from their evening at the dungeon.

He said it while he removed her leather collar kissing her neck softly and showering her with sweet caresses. Sakura hummed in agreement still speechless from their grand finale.

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Sakura's eyes went heavy and she drifted off to the amazing scenes Kakashi had shown her some time ago with his Sharingan. There on the picturesque clearing right at the landing stage of the glistening pond stood the man of her dreams smiling happily without his mask as she approached him.

Home.

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