Okay everyone I thought you deserved a treat for being such great supporters and fans to this story, so guess what? It's lemon time!!! Oh, and this is my first lemon scene so just remember that. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

Warning: If you're not 18 you shouldn't be reading this. Lemon warning ahead.

Sakura looked at the clock in her car. "6:00?" Sakura questioned herself quietly. She glanced around the school parking lot to notice very few cars were there that early in the morning. She mentally groaned.

Last night she couldn't stop thinking about Genma, and decided it would be a good idea to get to school extra early just to see him. Now she wasn't so sure. "Is he even here?" Sakura questioned herself.

Laughing lightly, she opened her car door and walked to the front of the school. Opening the door Sakura looked at herself in the window. She unbuttoned two buttons on her top, and messed up her hair a bit. She smiled lightly as she pushed open the door to the school. "Better try."

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Genma sat in his desk looking miserable. He hadn't slept at all the previous night, and decided to come to the school early just to try and get work done; and get his hot pink haired student out of his head.

Genma looked up towards the door when he heard light footsteps of high heels coming down the hallway. God, he knew it was her; it just had to be. The foot steps were so light, and she was so petite. Genma looked at the clock. "What could she be doing here at 6 in the morning?" Genma had to ask himself as he stood from his desk.

Hearing the foot steps stop just outside of his doorway, Genma had to suck in a breath to calm his nerves. She had obviously came here early for something hadn't she? Oh God, this was not good, not good at all.

When the door opened Genma got a good look at his pink haired student, and his breath hitched. He quickly had to place his hand on his desk to keep him from stumbling; she looked like a dream.

Her hair was messy and set in two pig tails, and her school uniformed skirt was hitched up rather high. He also noticed the fact that her tie was lying loosely around her shoulders, and her blouse was unbuttoned showing a fair amount of cleavage.

"Sak-Ms. Haruno, what are you doing her so early?" Genma asked as he watched the young vixen close the door to his classroom, and lock it. Praise God this girl was smart.

She turned back around and gave Genma a very sultry look. "I need you, sensei," Sakura spoke with a sense of desperation in her voice. Genma instantly hardened.

He walked over to her, and pushed her up against the door and smirked. "You don't know how long I've waited to hear that," his voice sounded husky. He quickly unbuttoned the rest of her top, and tore it off her.

Instantly seeing the exposed skin of her torso, Genma attached his lips to her neck. He placed open mouth kisses over her throat and up her collar bone; he got a hearty moan in response.

Sakura's hands were tangled in his chocolate brown hair, and she tried to get their bodies closer. Wrapping both legs against his waist, she let out a loud gasp. The friction between the two was causing her to feel warm all over, and heat radiated off of her.

Genma worked his way up from her neck towards her mouth where he caught her in a breathtaking kiss. He slipped his tongue into her mouth only after he tugged on her bottom lip with his teeth. His hands were left to openly explore her gorgeous body, and were currently resting on her hips.

Genma moved his left hand from her hip to the fabric of her bra, he tore his mouth away from hers just for enough time to let him take her all in.

She was wearing a black bra, along with her gray skirt, and white stockings. Her heels were still on, but her hair was no longer in pig tails.

Attaching himself back to her neck again, Genma shifted her to rest completely against his chest. Doubling checking to make sure she had locked the door, Genma walked heatedly over to his desk, and roughly placed Sakura down on the top of it. Leaning over her, Genma now trailed kisses down her torso; he stopped at certain places giving them more extra attention.

He stopped at the black bra, and smirked when he saw her lusty face. He lifted the bra over her chest too heated to have time to actually take the thing off. Roughly, Genma's face was smashed against one of her breasts, and Sakura moaned loudly. Genma used his tongue to swirl along the nipple until he bit down gently on it.

"GENMA!" Sakura screamed. Genma smirked and switched to her other breast. Taking this one in his mouth, Genma sucked on it. Placing the erect nipple in his mouth, he swirled his tongue around it in one motion, and then bit down again on it.

Her breasts were slightly pink after his ministrations and he continued to trail his tongue down her body until he hit her belly button. He whirled his tongue inside, and then nipped at it playfully. He heard a gasp from the girl beneath him, and he started to grind his hips into hers faster.

He continued his trail of kisses down her body until he reached the top of her skirt. Smirking devilishly, he pulled the skirt down with little effort. Next, staring at the matching pair of black panties wore before him he almost doubled over.

Taking the light fabric of her panties in his teeth, Genma slowly, painfully slowly, pulled her panties from her heated core.

Genma smirked once she was completely naked before him; laid out on his desk. The only thing she had left on were her white stockings. He had fantasies like this, and it just so happened she was the one he had been fantasizing about. Genma looked down to her face when he noticed she was pouting.

"You still have all your clothes on," Genma found Sakura's pout to be unbelievably sexy. Crashing his lips against her, he placed a finger at her heated core. He bit down on her lip, and Sakura moaned into his mouth. Her hands were tangled in Genma's hair again, and she pulled on it, hard.

"Now," Sakura begged against his lips. Genma obliged and inserted a finger inside her dripping wet core.

"Oh," Sakura moaned. Genma pumped his finger in and out of her at a steady slow motion. Once he saw she was comfortable he carefully added another finger, and placed his thumb against her clit.

With every pump of his fingers, Genma would brush her clit softly with his thumb. Sakura's eyes closed and she threw her head back. "GENMA!"

Genma smirked, and brought his head down on her stomach. He used his tongue to trail a wet line from below her belly button to just above her core. He swirled his tongue playfully in the patch of pink hair while he continued his thrusts.

Genma traced his tongue down until it met with his thumb, taking his fingers out of her core he let his tongue take over. "Sen-sensei," Sakura's breath was in rigid pants. He allowed his tongue to slip in between her wet folds, and he tasted her wet juices.

His groan caused Sakura to open her eyes, and stare down at her sensei below her. "Sensei?" Sakura asked questioningly.

"You taste... so good." Genma let out another groan as Sakura felt her stomach tighten. Her core felt even more hot, and she threw her head back as she came.

Genma licked out all the juices that flowed from her, and tried to help her ride out her high for as long as possible. Genma traced his mouth back up Sakura's body he left butterfly kisses in his wake. He trailed them up to her mouth and gave her a passionate kiss.

Slowly unzipping his pants, Genma shrugged the offending object down to his knees. Then came his boxers, until he was completely settled before her woman hood. He slowly took off his shirt to give Sakura some extra skin to play with, and then thrusted into her.

Sakura's head was thrown back, and she let out a loud scream. She had never, never felt so full in her whole life. She moved her head up to see Genma's face to see it contorted into one of pleasure and pain. When Sakura felt the beginnings of the pain go away in her own body, she started to grind her hips roughly against his. He let out a breathy gasp, and then turned his eyes back down on her.

Hazily eyes covered in lust, emerald eyes covered in lust; the two's eyes mimicked each others. Genma quickly laid above Sakura throwing the rest of his paperwork off of his desk, and began to thrust in and out of her with a new sense of vigor.

Deep, hard, and fast thrusts were the only thing that registered in Sakura's mind. It seemed with every thrust he just kept getting deeper until- "OH!"

Genma smirked; he had hit her g-spot. Genma's thrusts became faster and faster until it felt that Sakura was going to faint; it felt soo good. Genma was slowly loosing his cool; he was going to cum soon; she was just too tight.

With one last hard thrust, Genma and Sakura came together. Sakura's eyes closed, and she threw her head back, and was about to moan when Genma placed his mouth over hers. She and Genma rode out their highs together, and then Sakura looked questioningly back at Genma.

"It's 7:15 now hime," Genma spoke breathlessly into her ear; she felt his hot breath. "There are definitely teachers here now."

"Oh," Sakura blushed lightly. "You don't think anyone heard did you?"

"No, hime," Genma said with a smirk. He slowly rose off of her, and helped her sit up on his desk. He placed his mouth by he ear again. "But you were quite loud so I can't be sure."

"Genma!" Sakura spoke playfully as she slapped his chest. She gently raised her hands to snake her bra down from it's newly found location near her neck.

Sakura hopped off of his desk, and moved to where her panties and skirt were lying on the ground. She slipped them on with little effort, and began walking over to the other side of the room where her shirt lay.

Before she could get very far, Genma wrapped her up in his arms, and nuzzled his head against her neck. Genma's mouth began to suck against her neck until her bit it.

Genma smirked, and chuckled lightly as he watched her scramble off to grab her shirt. "What was that for?" Sakura asked with a scowl present on her face. Genma walked up to her and helped her button her shirt.

"I thought it would be obvious," Genma spoke huskily. "It's so no one else can touch you."

Sakura smirked, and then looked to his still shirtless form. She attached her mouth to his neck, and began sucking and nipping at it. Genma let his hands rest on her hips while he shivered involuntarily. After only a few minutes, Sakura stepped back; smirk still in place.

"What was that for?" Genma asked looking into her eyes.

"I thought it would be obvious," Sakura spoke repeating his words. "It's so no one else can touch you."

Genma smirked as he walked back to his desk, and pulled on his shirt. Glancing back at Sakura, she waved lightly, and exited his classroom. Genma sat back in his desk, and smirked.

"So no one else can touch you."