Disclaimer: I don't own any plotlines or characters from "Naruto". This chapter contains mature content.
Sakura was wondering if Kakashi would notice if she untwined one of her hands from around his neck so that she could pinch herself. But each time she managed to form the thought, Kakashi would crash his lips down on hers and her world would explode in fireworks.
He slid his hands lower until they were underneath the hem of the shirt she was wearing. She jumped when she felt his calloused fingers caress her waist, just grazing the undersides of her breasts. Kakashi instantly stopped what he was doing and looked at her.
"Sakura, I want to see you. Will you let me?"
She grinned at him impishly. "And how would that be fair? You have your sharingan, but it's so dark that I won't be able to see you."
Kakashi smirked and rolled off of Sakura. He turned to the bedroom door and with a simple jutsu, placed a seal on it.
Sakura was confused. "What was that for?" she asked.
"I'm not letting you out of my sight," he purred as he turned away to rummage in one of his dresser drawers. In a moment, he returned with several candles and matches. As soon as he had lit them, the room was once again filled with the delightful scent of jasmine and sandalwood.
A tiny voice whispered in the back of Sakura's mind that it was awfully convenient for Kakashi to have so many scented candles on hand during this particular evening, but she dismissed it. There was simply no way her former sensei could have planned something like this. Plus, her first glimpse of Kakashi's nearly naked form in the candlelight was enough to impede her ability to think rationally.
Sakura felt the bed dip with Kakashi's weight as he returned his attention to her.
"May I?" he breathed, gently lifting the hem of the shirt that covered her.
Sakura couldn't believe it as she felt herself nod shyly, lifting her arms so that Kakashi could remove the shirt from over her head. Her face felt like it was on fire and she couldn't raise her eyes to meet those of her former sensei as he gazed upon her naked body for the first time. Instinctively, she raised her hands to cover herself, but he clasped her fingers in his own, lightly holding her hands to either side of her body.
For a moment, Kakashi simply couldn't speak. He knew that his former student had grown into a beautiful young woman, but nothing could have prepared him for this moment. To him, she was perfect. He didn't think he had ever seen a woman so lovely. The candlelight wreathed her body, giving just enough illumination to reveal the attractive flush that graced her features. In the flickering light, her milky skin and long pink hair made him think of roses touched with gold. He took in her slender waist, shapely legs and pert, teasing breasts. Without speaking, he released her and ran his hands over her naked shoulders, memorizing the contours of her body with the pads of his fingers.
Sakura didn't have any firsthand experience with sex and had relied on her medical training and romance novels as sources of knowledge. She was surprised when Kakashi didn't simply roll her beneath him. He seemed to be taking his time and she was pleased when she heard him suck in his breath at his first sight of her body. Finally, she screwed up the courage to raise her eyes and was once again entranced by Kakashi's uncovered face.
Kakashi's masked features had suggested handsomeness, but Sakura hadn't thought about it much. To her, Kakashi's face had never been the important thing anyway. She had always seen a man of experience, wisdom, and an exceptional capacity to love – even if he did express himself in odd ways. Now that she could finally see his features, she decided that his face was easily as handsome as Sasuke's, but with a more masculine beauty. His features spoke of strength, a cunning intelligence and even…kindness. Without realizing it, Sakura smiled and once again took Kakashi's breath away.
His answering smile was so openly happy that she failed to see the mischief in his eyes.
Sakura shrieked as he pounced.
Sweet heavenly Kami! He even had dimples!
Sakura wrapped her arms and legs around him and reciprocated his kisses with enthusiasm. She bit back a scream of pleasure when he removed his lips from hers to take the peak of her breast in his mouth. His tender nibblings left a trail of fire over her breasts, across her stomach, just brushing the beginnings of her sex. Sakura shied away at the unexpected sensations.
"Ssshhh. I'm going to love you with my mouth. Please let me." Kakashi said, waiting for any sign of her permission. Now that he had her willingly in his bed, he would take each step slowly, with her full cooperation. He wanted this first time to be a good memory for his cherry blossom.
She swallowed in nervousness and nodded slowly. He gripped her thighs and positioned her so that he would have better access. At the first touch of his tongue, she was certain her entire body was red as a tomato from embarrassment. Within less than thirty seconds, she had forgotten everything except the amazing heat that was building in the pit of her stomach.
The feelings that flooded her were overwhelming. Her mind registered a voice begging for something and moaning in pleasure. Slowly, she came to realize that the voice was her own. One of her hands was tangled in Kakashi's hair, the other clamped firmly to the bed in his grip. The heated tension kept building and building until Sakura tipped over the edge, screaming Kakashi's name in her release.
For his part, Kakashi could hardly believe that his wildest dreams were coming true in front of his own eyes as Sakura cried out his name repeatedly. When Sakura finished, he clasped the trembling woman to his chest, whispering how precious she was to him and how happy he was that he had been able to please her. Sakura merely placed her lips over his, still shaking from the force of her orgasm.
Kakashi, pulled a little away from her and placed one of his fingers into his mouth, making certain it was slick and moist. "I want to touch you with my hand. Will you let me?"
"Yes," she whispered and then gasped in shock as his hand caressed her intimately. Slowly, he inserted one finger into her and when she had relaxed, another. He used his hand artfully, careful to caress the sensitive bud that made her whimper in delight.
"Sakura, I …need you…to touch me," Kakashi moaned in a strangled voice as he rose and slid out of his shorts. Sakura knew what a naked man looked like from her medical experience, but somehow this moment with Kakashi was different. Almost timidly, she moistened her own hand and touched his hard length. His loud groan instantly gave away the powerful effect she was having on him.
Like a predator, Kakashi crawled over Sakura until his body was poised over hers. His heart squeezed a bit when he saw a flash of fear in her eyes.
"Sakura, I want this. I want you. Please tell me that you want me too."
"I-I…d-do. I just…" she turned her face away in humiliation. "I've never done this before," she whispered. "But I guess you could probably tell."
Of course he knew since he had personally seen to it that no other male would threaten the virtue of his cherry blossom. He felt a fierce pride that he was the first to touch her and give her pleasure. If he had anything to say about it, no other man would ever see this side of his Sakura. With every last ounce of his will, Kakashi kept himself from falling on her like a starving animal. Softly, he stroked his fingers through her hair and along her cheek. "Sakura, do you trust me?"
She raised her eyes to his and looked at him for a long moment. In his gaze, she saw all the love and tenderness he held for her and felt her last barrier of fear give way.
"Yes," she breathed, reaching up to touch the scar under his sharingan.
"I could lessen the pain if you let me use my sharingan," he whispered.
"No. I want to remember this," she giggled.
He smiled again, looking like an angel with wicked dimples. Tenderly, he probed her. "Think of this moment and how much you mean to me," he said. "I love you, Sakura."
The shock of his words drew her attention away from the pain when he entered her. Sakura gasped, tears coming to her eyes as she tried to take deep breaths. For a moment, she struggled against him, resisting the stretching and the hurt, but his arms held her prisoner, securely capturing her with his strength.
"Don't fight me, Sakura…please."
She responded to the pleading note in his voice, willing her body to relax and follow his lead as, with infinite care, he began to move inside her. He brought his hand to her center again, seeking her every pleasure, her every tremulous moan. Finally, she found his rhythm, the pain fading into a new sensation of burgeoning excitement as the two of them increased their tempo. She felt so close to him, her heart pressed against his, lips and limbs tangled. Again, the warm, tense feeling built in the pit of her stomach, but Kakashi had been tormented for hours and was only hanging on by a thread.
His fingers caressed her as she came to a second peak, just in time for his own world to explode forcefully. He climaxed with a shout, calling out her name before collapsing into the softness of her hair.
It was some time before either could speak, but Kakashi was the first to regain his tongue. At first Sakura couldn't make out what he was saying as he dusted light kisses all over her features. Finally, she understood that he was murmuring " I love you" again and again as he buried his face into her neck.
"Kakashi…" she whispered, threading her fingers through his wild silver strands. " I love you too."
His answering smile was the most radiant thing she had ever seen.
He rose to blow out the candles, then returned to wrap himself around Sakura's delicate form.
"Never leave me, Sakura."
"I won't," she promised.
He sighed contentedly into the darkness. Tomorrow the trap would spring. It wasn't as if he hadn't warned her.