Sakura plays a fun prank on Kakashi, Gaara plays one on Naruto.
Gaara was not having the most fruitful meeting with the Rokudaime. The soon to
be retiring Hokage was a mess of distracted nerves, seemingly finding it hard to pay
the barest of attention to the conversation. Granted, he'd mostly come to see Naruto's
inauguration, but there were lots of things for him to do in Konoha besides sitting here
wasting his time. He could sense Naruto in the room but did not see him. He discreetly
sent his sand to discover his hiding place to occupy himself till the Copy nin pulled
himself together.
Why? Why was she doing this to him now?
Kakashi took in a shuddering breath and tried to pull away from her mouth without giving himself away. She grabbed his
chair and pulled it back to the desk, forcing him into her throat and shaking her head 'No' underneath it. He choked and
gripped the desk, snapping his head up to see the bemused expressions on the faces of his esteemed guests. Was she
trying to get them caught? She could blow him wherever she wanted after they were married. Why risk the problems
of getting head from his married former student on his last day as Hokage?
Naruto peered out from behind the giant vase Earth had given the Godaime and caught Gaara's attention. He'd put a
jutsu on the vase a long time ago to hide his presence in this room. He found out so much of the good stuff this way.
Wanting to celebrate his last day sneaking in here before it was his office, he hadn't been able to resist. Gaara inclined
his head slightly and raised an eyebrow in Kakashi's direction. Naruto peered out carefully
on the other side of the vase.
He quickly slapped his hands over his mouth before it betrayed him. Kakashi's head was on his desk and he was slumped
over it. Beneath his desk was a girl twisted like a pretzel, holding his chair firmly by the legs and sliding her pussy slowly
back and forth over the Hokage's straining cock. His eyes zeroed in on the pink curls and he tore his them away.
If he got caught here he wasn't sure Kurama could heal him from her fury fast enough.
Yamato's warning about peeking at her in the onsen paled in comparison to the peril he could be in now. Naruto went
back to Gaara's field of vision and rapidly poked his pointer finger through the "O" he made with his other hand, trying to
let him know what was happening. Gaara's eyes slightly widened, then scanned back to the desk, wondering
how exactly that act was being performed under there.
Sakura slid off the Copy nin's erection with grace, then turned and grasped him, licking
her juices off him slowly. Kakashi put his hands on top of his head and groaned miserably. She had been so cute and
he'd loved taking control of her. Now she was a vibrant,confident, positively wicked woman who loved to test out her
sexual power on him and who he was in awe of. He'd truly created a monster.
Gaara had some interesting choices here. He could send a sand eyeball behind them to see what was going on. He could
call the Rokudaime out. He could have mercy on him and ask for a brief recess, forcing Naruto to remain hidden in the
room while his former teacher porked whoever was giving him a good time.
What are friends for?
"I'd like to take a brief recess Hokage, if you don't mind."
The Sixth gripped his pen too hard, took a shuddering breath, and nodded.
Gaara and his entourage took their leave, the Kazekage biting his tongue so as not to
snicker.
He had been similarly surprised by his wife once. Even arranged marriages had their
honeymoon periods. He had tried to stop her but she had teased him all morning and
he was weak for her. His staff had run out the door when he gripped the desk and yelled
out after asking them to leave, terrified he had lost his temper rather than cumming in his
wife's soft, wet mouth for the very first time. He had never been more glad of his immunity
to the refractory period than then. He dragged her out from under his desk, bent her over it,
and plundered her pussy fiercely for her insolence with his still rigid cock. It was a fond
memory they both cherished, and occasionally reenacted.
When Naruto saw Gaara twist the lock on the door before gliding out of it, his situation registered. He was stuck, in here
with Kakashi and Sakura, who were likely to jump up and fuck each other's brains out any minute. Deciding seeing it
would be worse than hearing it, he turned his back to them and covered his eyes.
He was wrong. So wrong.
"You're a good student Sakura, but a very bad girl.". A loud smack rang in the room. Was he spanking her?
"Oh Hokage Sama! I'll do anything to make it up to you!"
He heard her gasp and a light thud on the desk.
OK, Naruto had thought about this himself. Of course he had, and some of his power hungry fantasies with his pliant wife
flashed through his mind.
"That's sensei to you, Sakura. Now spread your legs."
He ran from any additional trauma by sitting with Kurama in his mind until the giant fox said it was safe.
He was going to get seriously drunk tonight. Maybe it would wash some of this out of his mind.