She could be much wetter. "Do you like this?" Kakashi asked as he slipped one of his fingers inside of her slick heat. Uzu gasped and cried out as he moved his finger inside of her before adding another streatching her a little more. She trembled and bit her lip. Kakashi smiled and leaned over her and kissed her to keep her from biteing her lip any more than she already had. She moaned under him as he withdrew his fingers and glanced at his fingers, they were coated in her juices. Much better. He thought as he stripped her of her panties and went to unbutton his pants. As soon as he had stepped out of them he looked at her to see if she had changed her mind. It was'nt all that uncommon for a master and servent to become lovers. But it was usually frowned upon in society. Mostly because of the staitions of the ones involved.
She looked at him wondering what was on his mind as he joined her on the bed. "Are you sure about this?" Kakashi asked as he smoothed her hair back from her face. Ah, so that was it. He thought that she would regret doing it with him. "I'm sure, Kakashi." she said gently as she leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips, Kakashi smiled and settled himself between her legs. He wanted to take his time with her so that he didn't end up hurting her.
He licked, sucked and kissed every inch of skin that was bare to him. Her gasps, moans and cries fanning his passion even more. When he was done teasing her he positioned himself at her entrance and claimed her lips in a long deep kiss as he sheathed himself inside of her wet heat and felt himself losing control as her sheath clenched around him, her finger nails scored his back as he lifted his head breaking the kiss and started to thrust, slowly at first, then faster, harder. She keened and arched under him, causing his control to slip further until he finally snapped and begain to fuck her in earnest. He pulled her arms away from him and pinned her wrists above her head as he ruthlessly drove into her time and time again until he came, his teeth scoring the skin of her throat. She cried out in pain and tried to push him away as he bit down harder. His only thought was to leave a mark that would never fade.
He did'nt realise just how badly he was hurting her until he finally tasted blood and noticed that she was completely still. Pulling away from her he stared down at her and felt panic well up threatening his sanity, he had bitten almost all the way through the artery in her neck. The blood spurting from the wound staining her bed a deep crimson, and her eyes were staring sightlessly at the ceiling, the look would haunt him forever. He grabbed the first piece of cloth in reach and held it against her neck as he made a shadow clone to take his place, and start toward the hospitel while he dressed and caught up with his clone. His mind filled with sorrow, and rage. He may have just killed his mistress. Even if he had'nt meant to she would never trust him again. Assuming that she lived.
