Teachers and their Pets

Chapter 4

"Sakura! Sakura! Sakura! Sakura! Sakura! Sakura! Saku-"

Sakura brought her hand out and clapped it over Naruto's mouth, silencing the boy. With her other hand she turned the page of her book, her eyebrow twitching as she stared down at the words.

"I heard you the first time," she hissed. "And will you keep it down? This is a library remember?"

Naruto stared at her with his big blue eyes until she dropped her hand away, and then he began speaking again, not lowering the pitch of his voice.

"We're going to a bar tonight! You, me, and Kakashi Sensei!" He exclaimed.

Sakura's brow lowered and she looked up at the boy. "What are you talking about?" She questioned. "No we're not; we're not legal."

Naruto grinned widely before moving to sit down next to her. The window he had just been blocking flooded the library with evening sun, stinging Sakura in the eyes before she turned to look at her best friend, awaiting his response.

"Kakashi Sensei says it should be fine!" He replied. "It's legal to have one or two drinks if you're with an adult!"

Sakura didn't like the idea of this. It wasn't as if she hadn't been drunk. Of course she'd been drunk. But she'd never drank with Kakashi Sensei before, and she'd never lusted after Kakashi Sensei before. The pinkette dreaded to think what the combination of her lust and alcohol could result in.

"I…I don't know," she looked down at her book. "I don't think that's too great of an idea Naruto."

"What? Why!?" Naruto demanded immediately.

"I…uh…" The girl began trying to think up a veritable excuse. "I need to do some more reading; Lady Tsunade has really been cracking down lately."

"Nah," Naruto responded immediately, flapping his hand in the air. "Now that Pervy Sage is back Granny Tsunade doesn't care about anything else."

Dammit. There was one excuse down the drain. Desperately, Sakura tried to think up something else.

"I…I don't feel very well." She lied.

At these words Naruto leaned in close, peering at her face, his gaze suspicious. "You don't look ill," he commented. "Is there something wrong Sakura? Why don't you want to come?"

Urgh. "I do want to come!" Sakura replied and then she slapped her hands over her mouth. Oh great, now she was finding innuendoes in everything she said.

Naruto stared at her in confusion.

"I'll…I'll be there," she gave in. She couldn't afford to look too suspicious- Kakashi Sensei obviously already suspected something, adding Naruto to that list would just make it all the more difficult. "What time?"

"Kakashi Sensei said Ai Bar at eight!" Naruto replied, his voice now cheery.

Fun.

"He is truly a master of Tai Jutsu, above par in every single way!"

Asuma, Might Gai, Kakashi and Kurenai were currently seated in Misaki Sushi and Gai was regaling his fellow Jōnin about Rock Lee, as per usual.

"Yeah? Sounds it." Asuma was in a bit of a bad mood. His…'experience' at home only a few hours ago had left a bad taste in his mouth and now Kurenai wasn't talking to him. The man had no idea what he'd done wrong, but either way he needed a cigarette. He got to his feet, resulting in his friends turning to look at him. He waved his packet of ciggies at them and then left quickly, lighting the cigarette in his mouth even before he was out of the door.

God he was antsy, and what made it worse was he had no idea why. Well…ok, he had some idea why, but he didn't really want to dwell on that.

"Did you see the tits on that one?"

"She's a ninja, did you see? Had a headband and everything. Reckon she knows some moves that could help in the bedroom?"

"I bet she's flexible."

Asuma puffed on his cigarette and allowed his eyes to slip to the side, listening in on the two men currently walking past. They were talking about a ninja were they? Despite himself, Asuma bristled a little; he didn't like the idea of civilians talking about one of his fellow ninja in such a disrespectful way. He watched them with a mean glint in his eye.

It appeared that the two men were talking about whoever was in front of them, as they were looking ahead, drool practically coming out of their mouths. Asuma looked ahead of them. It was Ino. They were leering at Ino.

Well obviously he wasn't going to allow that. Before he even knew what he was doing, Asuma had crushed his cigarette under foot. He then set off after the two men.

"There's quite a lot of-" Whatever the man was about to say was cut off when a tall ninja yanked him and his friend up by the scruff of the neck.

"Hey!" Yelped one of them, looking scared out of his mind.

"You should try being a bit more respectful of the people who guard this village," Asuma advised them, his voice gravelly as he glared at them. "And you should also try being a bit more respectful of my former student. Got it?"

Both men looked at each other before nodding in unison, eyes fearful.

"Good," Asuma growled and then he placed them back down. "I don't want to hear you talking like that ever again."

"Y…you won't sir." One of the men assured.

"We're sorry." Mumbled the other one.

"Get the hell out of here." Asuma instructed and then he watched, with satisfaction, as the pair bolted off.

"Ooh, I've never had a man defend my honour before. I could get used to this,"

At the sound of a familiar voice, Asuma whipped round. Ino was standing there, an impressed look on her face and her hand on her hip. She flipped her hair.

"Thanks." She sounded grateful.

Asuma was stalled, hundreds of dirty images flashed into his mind. Fuck. Get a hold of yourself.

"Uh, yeah, well…" he trailed off. Great, so now he was acting like an eight year old with a crush. He coughed and looked to the side. "They were saying things about you."

Ino giggled. "Yeah," she glanced over her former Sensei's shoulder in the direction the men had disappeared off to. "As if they'd ever get a chance to come near me. What sort of stuff were they saying?"

"Um," Asuma cleared his throat, reaching for a cigarette. "Y'know-" he placed the cigarette in his lips and lit it. "-just…gross men stuff."

Ino stared at the cigarette between the man's lips for a few seconds and then smirked. "Ah yes," she raised her eyes to meet his. "'Gross men stuff'. Have you ever been guilty of such disgusting behaviour oh Sensei of mine?"

Asuma chuckled, relaxing already thanks to his nicotine hit. "Of course not," he returned jokingly. "I have class."

Ino snorted. "We both know that isn't true,"

Asuma raised his eyebrows at her cheekily and then shrugged. Ino grinned, stepping a little closer.

"What sort of stuff did you say?" She asked, her eyes back on his lips again. "Would you say what you wanted to do to them? Those girls?"

Asuma placed his hand over his mouth, taking hold of the cigarette. "I couldn't possibly besmirch your ears with the sort of stuff I said."

Ino stood staring at him. A lazy line of smoke drifted up next to him and he gazed back at her. The sun was just setting and it cast Ino in a truly beautiful light, accentuating her curves and making her already golden hair glow.

"I'm not as good as you think I am Sensei." Ino said after a short pause.

Asuma grinned. "I never suspected you were good for one second Ino Yamanaka."

"I want to hear the stuff you said."

Asuma's chocolate eyes met Ino's blue ones.

"Maybe some other time."

A cunning smile stretched onto Ino's face. "Hm."

Asuma decided it was time to change the conversation, lest he rip her clothes off right there and then, in front of everyone in the street. His head was roaring.

He gestured down the street with his cigarette. "Where are you headed?" He asked.

Ino looked down the street. "Home I guess," she replied. "I wanted to hang out with Sakura, but she's going out with Naruto and Kakashi Sensei tonight."

"What about Shikamaru and Choji?" Asuma questioned.

"Ill and ill," Ino replied, rolling her eyes. "I told Choji not to go near Kiba and I told Shikamaru not to go near Choji."

Asuma chuckled. "Need some company then?"

Ino's face coloured. "Are you not…are you not busy?"

Asuma pulled a face. "To tell you the truth, I'm bored out of my mind."

Ino glanced over his shoulder again, at Misaki Sushi. "Who're you in there with?"

"Kakashi Sensei, Gai Sensei and Kurenai Sensei." Asuma replied, watching Ino's face.

The girl raised her eyebrows. "Why are you bored? They're your friends right?"

Asuma shrugged. "I'm just not in the mood I guess." He returned.

"Did Kakashi Sensei mention Sakura at all?" Ino questioned.

Asuma gave her an odd look. "Not that I can recall," he looked up at the sky before looking back down at his former student. "Why?"

Ino shook her head. "No reason," she replied, smiling sweetly. "So, are you walking me home?"

Asuma smiled. "Yes, of course."

The pair began moving and even though they were doing absolutely nothing wrong, Asuma couldn't help but glance around, as if awaiting armed guards to drop out of the buildings around them and take him down. Why are you thinking like that? Asuma scolded himself. Nothing's going to happen. And besides…The man glanced down at Ino who had a slight flush to her cheeks. She's not your student anymore…He balked as his thoughts immediately went down the wrong path.

As was Ino. Asuma had been to the Yamanaka household on more than one occasion and so he knew the girl was leading them down the wrong path. As the sun lit the streets in an orangey glow, Ino led her former Sensei into a deserted alleyway.

"Ino, what are you do-" He was cut off by a kiss.

Ino forced him backwards, shoving him onto the wall. The kiss was desperate and passionate; her hands moved through his hair, caressing it as she tongued him deeply. Before he even knew it, Asuma was reacting, he kissed her back, just as hard. Their tongues entwined with each other, running up and down each other's sides.

A few seconds trickled by and then Asuma pulled himself free, jerking his head back. "What's happening?" He questioned, looking completely bewildered.

Ino stared at him, thinking he looked quite simply beautiful with ruffled hair and puffy lips. "I'm giving you a proper thank you for telling those guys off for me," She returned before reconnecting her lips onto his.

This time Asuma took control. His hands came to rest on the sides of her face as their lips met. Ino moved her arms to be on his chest and cocked her head to the side. Her former Sensei's bit down lightly on her bottom lip, resulting in the blonde opening her mouth. Asuma's tongue gently ventured in and Ino brought her's to meet his again. They became entangled.

Asuma let out a small moan and brought his hands down from her face, bringing them onto her breasts, squeezing them lightly. Ino let out a groan of her own before venturing her hands up the man's top, letting out a slightly louder noise of pleasure as she touched Asuma's smooth plains of muscle.

They drew apart again.

"Fuck." Ino commented.

"Agreed," Asuma replied. "Maybe we should sto-" He cut himself off however as Ino leant out and grabbed the zip of his trousers. "Ino," there was a mixture of emotions in his voice, but the man did not reach out to stop her, and so Ino pulled the zip down.

She moved downwards too and smiled as she saw her former Sensei was already turned on.

"Fuck Ino," Asuma groaned as he watched her retrieve his cock from her boxers. "What if someone comes down here?"

"I'm planning on making you cum down here," Ino replied, winking. "And no one's ever down here so don't worry," she looked back at his dick, her face becoming flushed. "You're really big," she commented. "That's so fucking hot." Then she licked the tip.

Asuma jerked. "Ah, shit."

Ino gifted him with a smile and then gently scraped her teeth down the side, coming to a stop at the hilt. She licked her way back up and felt a stream of wetness form in her knickers as she watched her former Sensei shudder with pleasure.

She took the tip in her mouth and sucked gently, smiling around his dick as she watched his reaction. Asuma had his eyes clenched shut, one hand in his hair while his other arm hung uselessly at his side. It was such a sexy image that Ino let out a low moan.

"Oh my God," Asuma groaned as the vibrations travelled up and down him. He looked down at Ino and groaned again as he watched her begin to take more of him inside her, her whole mouth becoming full of his cock. "Oh my God," he repeated. "Fuck. Ah,"

Ino kept her eyes on his as she took his whole cock in, right down to the hilt. She gagged slightly, but that only turned her, and her Sensei, on more. Ino began bobbing her head up and down, placing her hands on Asuma's muscly thighs to gain more purchase. Asuma moved his hand down and stroked the girl's hair away from her face.

"That's it," He moaned. "Ah. You're good at this baby,"

At these words Ino's whole face went red. She'd never been so turned on in her life. Never had she found giving a blowjob so sexy.

She increased her pace, desperate to make Asuma happy. The man's hips bucked up and down and gradually he moved his hands into her hair, grabbing the back of her head, groaning loudly.

"Good girl," he hissed. "Fucking hell."

Ino groaned at being called a 'good girl' and bobbed her head down as hard as she could, lewd sucking noises sounding all around them.

Asuma's groans of pleasure increased and Ino became quicker, aware that her Sensei was going to cum. She was desperate to have him cum inside her. She looked back up again and saw that Asuma had his eyes closed again. She punched him lightly on the thigh and he looked down.

Fuck. It was just like in his fantasy; there she was, big innocent eyes, flushed cheeks and her mouth full of his dick, saliva dripping down her chin. He moaned before cumming hard. Ino accepted the load into her mouth, moaning herself as she did so.

"Oh fuck," Asuma moaned, watching as his little student licked all the cum free, her saliva attached to the end of his cock. "Jesus Ino." His voice was husky as he watched her get to her feet, and Ino felt another tingle rock her body, pleased she'd managed to make him happy.

"Good?" She questioned sweetly.

Asuma grabbed the back of her neck and brought her in for a rough kiss. "Good." He confirmed once they drew back.

Ino gazed up at him and smiled. "Then let's not stop there then." She whispered.

Asuma gazed into her eyes for a few moments and then shook her head. "We've got to stop…at least for now," he returned. "I'm still not sure how I feel about…this." He indicated between the pair of them.

Ino shrugged though she felt a small beat of disappointment. "Ok," she grinned. "But that was hot."

Asuma smirked at her as he pulled his trousers back up. "Did that turn you on?"

Ino let out a heavy sigh. "You have no idea Sensei." She mumbled.

Asuma grimaced. "Keep calling me Sensei and I might have to do you right here."

Ino giggled. "Don't tempt me Sensei."

Asuma grabbed her and shoved her against the wall. "You're not very well behaved are you Ino Yamanaka?" He whispered.

All Ino could muster in response to this was a small moan. His breath tickled her ear, making the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. Asuma smirked and then moved his hand up the girl's skirt, brushing her pants lightly with one of his big fingers. He rested his forehead on her cheek and then moved in, pulling her knickers down and pushing two fingers in. Ino bit her lip and let her head loll back.

"You're very wet." Asuma commented, his voice soft.

Ino opened her eyes and looked at him. "You're very hot." She replied.

Asuma grinned. "Glad you think so," he replied before gently pressing two of his digits into her. His whole hand covered her pussy, and he thumbed her clitoris absentmindedly as he pumped her slowly with his two fingers. "God, you're so tight," he commented, stretching his fingers inside her slightly and causing her to let out a sharp moan of pleasure. "I don't know if I'd fit inside you baby."

"Ooh fuck," Ino moaned, slightly breathless. "Keep calling me baby Asuma Sensei."

Asuma nuzzled her neck slightly and then looked up at her, grinning. "What do you want me to call you?" He started to increase the pace in which he moved his fingers inside her, and his rubbing of her clit increased tenfold, making Ino buckle.

"Call me baby." Ino pleaded, sounding desperate.

Asuma bit her neck lightly, licking it before standing at his full height again. "What's the magic word?" He shoved his fingers into her hard and Ino swore she was seeing stars. The pleasure she was feeling was reaching dizzying heights. She closed her eyes and held onto her Sensei's arm, groaning loudly.

"P-please," Ino murmured. "Please Sensei."

Asuma smiled. "That's right baby." Then he pressed another finger into the girl's tight hole.

With so much pleasure radiating through her, it wasn't long until Ino was in the throes of an orgasm. She focused on the man's thumb on her clitoris, expertly swirling it round and round, and she moaned, buckling hard as she opened her eyes, looking into Asuma's chocolate orbs.

"Please," she groaned. "Please say you're not going to stop there."

Asuma pulled a face and then kissed her on the tip of her nose. "That was just me paying you back," he replied. "I still need to think this whole thing over."

Despite the fact his fingers were still inside her, and she was now enjoying a heady afterglow, Ino still managed to give her former Sensei a stern look.

"That's what you said a few minutes ago," she reminded him. "Then you fingered me."

Asuma grinned, slowly retrieving his digits and forcing Ino to close her eyes as she relived the pleasure. "I'm a gentleman." He replied. He brought his fingers up to his mouth and then sucked them, smiling at Ino's face as she reacted.

Ino watched him with wide eyes. "You can't just do stuff like that and then expect me to happily go home!" She whined.

Asuma grinned at her and then ruffled her hair. "You're a little nymphomaniac," he commented affectionately.

Only around you Ino thought, half guiltily, to herself.

"Now," Asuma readjusted his sash and then placed a hand on his hip. "Once you're ready to go, I'll walk you back home. Ok?"

"Kakashi Sensei what do you even look like under there? Why don't you show us? Are you afraid or summin?"

Kakashi leant back from the finger currently pointed in his face and smiled indulgently at his pink haired student. At the beginning of the night Sakura had been less than responsive to either he or Naruto. As soon as she'd got a few drinks in her however, Sakura had become very talkative, especially towards Kakashi.

Part of Kakashi felt slightly bad; he wasn't planning on taking advantage of Sakura, of course he wasn't. But he couldn't help but feel that some sort of confession was going to come eventually. The girl had already told him that she was a 'loser virgin idiot' (her own words).

Naruto, in contrast, had fallen straight to sleep after his first two sakes and was now asleep on the table, drooling into a rice dish.

"I wasn't aware that what I looked like was such a huge issue for you Sakura," Kakashi said now, in reply to Sakura's drunken question. "Would you like to see what I look like?"

Sakura nodded her head enthusiastically. "Naruto thinks you've either got buck teeth or like really huge lips!" She exclaimed.

"Ah," Kakashi looked down at the blond snoozing on the table. "Well, I'm afraid I don't have anything nearly as exciting as that," the man then pulled down his mask, revealing his face to his former student. Kakashi had a strong jawline with a slight smattering of silver stubble upon it. A small scar was upon his lip, with a corresponding one on his chin. He opened his mouth and grinned at Sakura, revealing slightly sharp canines. Sakura went red and Kakashi cocked his head at her, pulling his mask back up as he did so. "Something wrong?" He enquired.

"You're…you're really handsome!" Sakura blurted, covering her mouth with her hands, for some reason looking horrified.

Kakashi smiled broadly. "Ah, well thank you Sakura; that's a lovely compliment. You're quite the beautiful lady yourself."

Sakura's face was now beetroot and then she looked up at him. "Kakashi Sensei, Ino thinks we should have sex."

Kakashi's brow creased. "What?" He asked. "Ino wants to have sex with you?" A slight trickle of a nosebleed began underneath his mask.

"No!" Sakura corrected drunkenly. "Ino thinks us two-" the pinkette indicated between herself and Kakashi. "-should have sex."

"Oh really?" Kakashi replied. "And why is that?"

Sakura shrugged, looking sheepish now. "I 'unno," she murmured. "I told her it wasn't going to happen though."

"Why not?"

"Because you wouldn't want to have sex with me." Sakura returned. This wasn't the exact reason, but, when drunk, Sakura became very despondent and self-pitying. She began picking at a thread on her skirt.

"Yes I would," Kakashi replied evenly.

Sakura's eyes widened and she looked up.

"Probably not now, as you're too drunk, but I would have sex with you. Of course I would."

"I…uh…what?" Sakura seemed to have sobered up a little now.

"Tell you what," Kakashi leant forward and pulled his mask down again. "Maybe you should visit me tomorrow and we can see how you feel then," he placed a gentle kiss on Sakura's lips which sent tingles up and down her spine, and then he drew back, pulling his mask back up. He got to his feet quickly and hauled Naruto over his shoulder with ease. "Keep it in mind. I'll tell Shizune to help you home." The man indicated at the Hokage's aide, who was positioned by the bar, trying, and failing, to chat Genma up.

"Uh…ok." Sakura replied dumbly and then she watched her former Sensei leave the establishment, Naruto swinging on his back.

Oh my God. The girl slapped her hands over her eyes. What did I just do/say/agree to?

AN: SMUT SMUT SMUT! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Things certainly happened this time around, eh?

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