Kiss Me Goodnight

KakaSaku

Warnings:...finally some much-needed lemon... ;)

Chapter 37: Finally

The next morning Kakashi woke her just before sunrise. She was a bit- very- annoyed that he would shake her out of the wonderful dream she'd had, but her heart melted when she realized that he had done it to keep his promise. So, he led her outside to watch the night-blooming flowers that lined the street, which ended in front of the daimyou's palace. Even though it was several hours 'after dinner' when Sakura finally got to study the dark blossoms, she was very touched that he had remembered at all. The Copy Nin wasn't usually the most thoughtful or romantic person, but, then again, she couldn't remember a time when he hadn't honored his word to her.

"They're beautiful," the pink-haired woman whispered as she knelt down in front of a particular pretty one.

"Not as much as you," Kakashi told her, standing by her side, reading his porn.

"That's so cliché, Kashi!"

"Still true, though."

"Aww, thanks! I'm flattered," she breathed.

"The truth is never flattery," the silver-haired jounin murmured into his novel.

Sakura turned slightly to watch him. Cocking her head, she studied his features. He was a lot like the flower she was admiring, she decided, though she would never say that out loud. But in the back of her mind, she noted the similarities and tugged them away for further inspection upon another day. The most obvious one was probably that they both seemed to 'blossom' in the dark. Kakashi was usually more comfortable when he was hidden, when no one could see him- maybe except for her! Or when everyone was too occupied, meaning drunk, to remember any betraying word or gesture, like it was the case when they and their fellow jounin indulged in a night of bar-hopping. Then there was the fact that, though masked in boring-looking clothes, the man was beautiful! The flower, too, didn't look very appealing on first sight with it's dark, dull petals, but if you took a closer look, you'd notice that the small blossom emitted an intoxicating scent, soft and full. A bit musky, just like her man!

Sakura grinned at the comparision.

Good thing Kakashi still could not read people's thoughts!

"What are you grinning at me like a fool?"

Sakura shivered lightly. His voice was smooth, deep. Baritone. Dark. Mysterious. Burning her ears and her skin. It was a voice just made for seduction! She wasn't sure if he was doing that on purpose, or if he simply didn't know what he was doing to her in the first place. Judging by what she had heard years ago already about his prowess in the bedroom, she was fairly certain it wasn't the latter. A quick glance at his masked face confirmed her suspicion that he was mocking her. Wanting her to feel needy and on the edge until there was nothing on her mind but him!

Not that there were much other things on her mind anyway…

"…I…I…" she whispered, whimpered, couldn't string the sentence together. She had wanted that man for so long, and now it just all seemed to come to a culmination. (and the fact that Chihiro was travelling in his pocket, head poking out, did not help in the least) "…I…w-wa…wan…wan-t-"

"Hatake-san, Haruno-san, the daimyou is now ready to speak to you," one of the palace guards informed them, waving for them to follow him as he led the way.

Sakura slapped Kakashi's arm as she raised herself.

"Ow! What was that for?" he complained.

"You knew the guard was coming! And you still did that!" she huffed at him, pouting.

"You can't say you didn't like it," Kakashi argued teasingly. "I saw the dreamy expression on your face. If anything, you really enjoyed it… Sent shivers down your spine, didn't it?"

There it was again, that too-sensual voice.

Sakura prefered not to answer, but a squeak escaped her anyway. The feeling he could ignite in her with just a few well-chosen words rolling of his tongue… Instead of following that train of thoughts, which would undoubtedly lead to thoughts of what else he could do with that tongue- and had almost done, once (curse Naruto)- she opted for the safer way to focus on the meeting with the feudal lord. As they entered the conference room of his palace, the daimyou was already seated. He was an eldery man with a gentle expression on his wrinkled features. Strands of grey hair were neatly combed back, and barely visible under his black hat. He wore traditional clothing; a heavy kimono, and tabi socks; and was sitting on a pillow on the ground. In front of him were two more pillows, where Sakura and Kakashi sat down, once the introduction had been made, and the formalities exchanged.

The meeting went smooth as the feudal lord of the Flower Country was a very nice man who seemed to have not forgotten how it was to be young, and thus wanted to get this over with as soon as possible, because he could practically see Sakura's eagerness to explore the island. And even though he heard the Copy Nin sigh as he informed the pink-haired beauty about the best places to go, he knew by the loving look the older male regarded the young woman with that he would endure anything as long as it made her happy.

'Ah, young love,' the daimyou thought, remembering what Tsunade had written to him about these two shinobi. He had been rather disturbed by the idea of a student and a teacher dating, even if they were now equals, but looking at them now just seemed to let them grow on his heart. 'So adorable…'

"Well, if that will be all, Haruki-sama. The day is getting shorter, and Sakura has a lot of plans already," Kakashi told him evenly, diplomatically, though it was obvious that he was just dying to get out of the room, and, probably, back to his smut.

"Of course!" the daiymou exclaimed. "I wouldn't want you to miss anything during your short stay, because you were confined in the same room as an old man. Just wait a few minutes more, I'll tell my cooks to make a picnic basket for you."

"That's very nice of you," Kakashi replied, another sigh escaping his lips.

Sakura elbowed him in the rips.

"What he means is: Thank you very much, Haruki-sama," she rephrased, her eyes lighting up with happiness.

"It is my pleasure, dear," the feudal lord answered back with a smile.

Fifeteen minutes later the pair walked out of the main gate, Kakashi with a basket full of all kinds of food in one hand, Icha Icha in the other. Meanwhile, Sakura was reprimanding him about being impolite, crude, insensitive, and what else. You didn't just treat a daimyou that way. You didn't just treat anyone that way, period! Especially, when they are being so very nice to you! As she continued to rant why they walked down the streets, Sakura was so much into her lecture that she didn't look where she was going. She tripped, stumbled, fell, the scroll the daimyou had given them flying through the air as she had fingered it while complaining to him. Not particularily caring if that piece of paper was damaged, Kakashi sneaked an arm around Sakura to steady her, and pulled her into him to counter the force of the fall.

Thus she ended up with her nose in his shirt-covered chest.

He had forgone the baggy, navy-blue sweater and vest this time, leaving them in the care of one servant in the palace, thus ending in Chihiro curled atop his head again, but 'oh well'… He had been a little miffled at first, but then he had to admit that it was his own fault. Now, however, Sakura was actually very grateful that he had done what he had done, because, this way, she could feel all the hard muscle underneath his skin-tight shirt. A bright red blush stained her cheeks, but she rubbed her nose into his chest anyway to take a deep breath of his manly scent. Kakashi squeezed her gently, once, before letting go, so she could go retrieve the scroll from the ground.

"I wonder what is in this scroll, the daimyou gave us?" Sakura mused.

"Flowers," Kakashi deadpanned.

"Huh?"

"This is the Flower Country, Sakura," the Copy Nin reminded her. "What else should be in there? There's nothing else of value here."

"But Tsunade-shishou wouldn't send us all the way here for just some flowers, would she?"

"Of course she wouldn't," she heard him say as they lay down into the grass. They had reached the northern shore of the island in no time at all. For once, because the island wasn't very big to begin with, and secondly, after her almost-fall Kakashi had opted to just 'poof' them to their destination, in case she was thinking of continuing her lecture about manners to him. The silver-maned man took a moment to look around, and had to give the daimyou credit. The older man hadn't been lying when he said that the place was like straight out of a fairytale. There was a cliff a dozen metres to their right as well as infront of them. To their left they could see a bunch of coniferous trees, while they lay in a field with hundreds of different kinds of flowers. Butterflies flew here and there, along with some bumblebees that created a soft buzz over the meadow. A small creek wound it's way through the trees and over the field until it feel into the ocean below the cliff.

Yep, straight out of a fairytale!

"Then there can't be just flowers in there," Sakura finally responded, pointing at the scroll, while continuing to set up their picnic.

"Maybe it's a recipe for cookies, whatever…"

"But-"

"Sakura."

"What?" she scoffed at being interrupted.

"Have you seen the hotel we came along as we walked through town?"

"Hotel?… You mean the resort?"

"Yeah, that one."

"So, what about it?"

"Have you seen it's name?" Kakashi asked, voice chippery.

"Uhm…"

"I'll take that as a 'no', then," he sighed. "The name was 'Honeymoon Flower Resort'…Do there ring any bells?"

Sakura blushed.

"Y-you mean… She… Th-this is…"

"One of the favorite destinations for newlyweds, yes."

"B-but we…we aren't…"

"…"

"…oh…" was the medic's only reaction once she caught on, and the blush from before resurfaced.

Kakashi smiled.

"Dig in!" was all he said.

And dig in, he did. Unconcerned about hiding his face for once as there was nobody there except for them, he even took the time to thoroughly enjoy his food, tasting it to the fullest. Looking at him, Sakura thought that he seemed to enjoy himself, alright. She, however, could barely swallow a bite. This new peace of information about her shishou, and the woman's thoughts about Sakura's relationship with Kakashi were hard to digest. Sure, Tsunade had accepted them, even if she wasn't completely happy with the pairing. She had acepted, because she just wanted the best for Sakura, and if Sakura loved Kakashi, then he was best for her- even if he had been her teacher and still was her team leader, not to mention fourteen years her senior. But that she would have them travel to a Country living of flowers and newlyweds, so to speak, that was a bit much.

Chancing a glance at Kakashi, she couldn't help but get back to her earlier thoughts. At the moment, he was feeding the small kitten that resided atop his silver mane, apparently having lost all inhibitions about sharing his food with the furball. He looked so cute at that precise moment, but at the same time the motion allowed the muscles in his arms to ripple almost teasingly, luring her into him, and into darker thought that had been hidden in the recesses of her mind. Her blush intensified as heat washed through her body in wave after pleasant wave of arousal. She had wanted this man, her man for so long, but something had always held her back. It wasn't the memories of her past, but the fear of raising another heated discussion should they cross that line. She wondered, if her shishou had noticed, and therefore sent them here. To set them free.

Sakura bit her lip. Setting bowl and chopsticks to the ground, she crawled over to him until she sat in his lap.

"Sakura?"

"Won't you tire of me? Ain't I boring?" she asked. This, too, had eaten away at her heart.

Kakashi's eyes widened, before he enveloped her in a strong embrace.

"How could you possibly think you're boring? And how could I ever tire of you?" he whispered lowly into her ear.

"But…ain't I ordinary? Ain't I naive?" she wondered.

"Don't say such silly things," the silver-haired man admonished her.

Sakura smiled, hugging him to her tightly for a few seconds, before letting go. Kakashi, thinking that she would go back to their food now, loosened his grip around her, and was surprised to find that she had no intention of getting up anytime soon. Infact, she hugged her legs around his waist to indicate that she intended to stay for a long, long time. Then, her lips were on his, hungry and passionate. Her arms flew up, around his neck, hands fisting in his silver locks to pull him even closer, until her soft bosom was squashed against the hard muscles of his chest.

"I want you!" she exclaimed once she let go of him for air.

"…You sure?" Kakashi managed, still somewhat in shock.

"Yes."

It didn't take anything else for him to stand up and 'poof' them back into their room.

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Jiraya's mouth twitched.

He rubbed his hands against each other. At this point it didn't matter anymore, if he watched, because soon enough both Kakashi and Sakura would be too preoccupied with each other to notice him.

"Finally!"

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Once back in their chamber, Kakashi set Sakura down, and dipped his head to kiss her, eyes still open and focused on her. His hands came up to cup her cheeks, to gently hold her face as his lips descended onto hers ever so slowly. At first, all he did was give them a peck, gently nipping at her bottom lip every once in a while. Sakura's hands, still fisted in his hair, pulled and tugged and pushed, in order to force him to do more, but he wouldn't budge. Since she wasn't going to get anywhere with her behaviour, unless she used her monstrous strength, the pink-haired medic decided to play along, marvelling at the slight tingles she felt as she concentrated on his kisses. His kisses. They were completely different from what she thought they would be. She had always imagined that they would be hard and passionate like the ones they shared in the hotsprings of Konoha, quite literally drowning her in pleasure, but instead they were barely more than feather-light. And even as he slipped his tongue into her orifice to drink in the sweetness that was her, his movements remained unhurried, his touches soft, but sensual.

While everything she could think about was him, and what he was doing to her, the fact that she could think at all made her wonder. When Sakura realized that he was giving her the possibility to say 'no' even now, to push him away and turn around, it warmed her heart. She was so touched that she kissed back desperately, wanting to show him that she really did want this just as much asd he did. As if it were a cue his hands slipped from her cheeks, caressing down her throat. Calloused fingertips barely touching her heated skin, much like she had done back at her apartment when she had masturbated for him. They came to halt once they reached her shoulders, carefully massaging for a minute. Her own hands fell from his even-more-dishevelled hair onto his chest, as his fingers crept towards the zipper of her red shirt, and started to inch it down, revealing her to him. His eyes never left hers while he did so, trapping her viridian orbs in his mismatched gaze. The three tomoe spun lazily in his sharingan, but she knew that he couldn't control it, and was not trying to 'bewitch' her as Lee would put it.

Once her shirt was completely open, he helped her tugging hands that were trying to get his own shirt over his head to caress skin. As soon as the form-fitting, black garment was gone, he could feel the young woman's fingernails rake over his bare chest. Kakashi couldn't help but groan into Sakura's mouth as she traced the hemline of his pants. He backed her up against the wall, losing his sandals as he went. The moment her back hit the wooden wall, he kneeled down to kiss her inner thigh. He felt her hands return to their previous position in his hair, massaging his scalp. He let his tongue roam over her skin, down the side of her knee, and then her shank as he slipped of her left boot. Biting gently into her calf, he gave her foot a soft massage, and grinned broadly when he heard her moan. He gave her second leg the very same attention, and felt both of them buckle, barely able to hold her up any longer. His grin grew into a smug smirk, but he raised himself nonetheless, leaning in to kiss her stomach on the way, and dip his tongue into her belly button, just so he could hear her cry his name in pleasure.

Sakura knew she wouldn't be able to stand for much longer if this conitnued the way it was, so she did what every good kunoichi would do. She took matters into her own hands. Switching places with him, she made sure she had him pinned to the wall tightly as she nuzzled his neck and started to place hot open-mouth kisses on his jaw line. Moving south, she relished in every little whimper, every surpressed moan, and that low purring sound she loved so much, and that would remind her of Chihiro, if she could remember the kitten at the moment( where had it gone off to, anyway?). Instead of wondering about the hellcat, Sakura closed her eyes as she stuck out her tongue to lick her way up his breastbone, then kiss along the scar he had told her about. Her hands raked over his side, making him tremble with pleasure and self-control. Tantalizing fingers followed the outline of his chest, just as her mouth descended upon one dark bud. She loved the Copy Nin's reaction as he squirmed beneath her, not in a ticklish way, but obviously stimulated. Sweat started to built on his body, and the salty moisture only added to his taste. She could feel it on her own body as well, making her skin slippery. Her free hand ghosted over his pants, just in between his thighs and felt him buck. She blushed, knowing what she had touched (even if through the cloth), but she enjoyed having so much power over him. Shrugging off her open shirt, she rid herself of her shorts as well, while she felt bold enough to do so. She could feel his eyes watching her, and knew that they were darkened by desire.

His sharingan was probably burning the image she made in nothing but her bra, her panties and her pink skirt into his memory, while the fact that she was unbuckling his pants most likely hadn't registered in his mind yet. When it did, his hands came to cover her clumsy ones as they took over to do the job themselves. Her head shot up, her gaze fixed on his, while listening as he unfastened his belt and pulled down the zipper of his fly, before shrugging out of his pants and kicking them away. Sakura took a step back, knowing that this left him in nothing but his boxers, and admired the view. Out of the corner of her eyes she noticed his smug look, but she couldn't care less as she let her eyes roam over his perfectly male body shamelessly.

She had masturbated in front of him, so why would she be bashful or anything?!

Kakashi noticed with a good ounce of male pride that his lover couldn't seem to take her eyes off of him, and the low whistle of appreciation surely helped to boost his ego. However, as he took her in as well- half-naked, flushed and, by the smell of it, aroused- he decided that just looking just didn't do. So, instead, he moved towards her again, one arm snaking around her waist as his other hand came up to cup her cloth-covered breast. She gasped and threw her head back, her hips bucking once. She was so wonderfully responsive, he thought as his hand began to move over the soft flesh. Kneeding and molding it to his liking, testing what would make her moan the loudest. He quickly found out that she seemed to enjoy it most when he rolled her nipple in between his fingers or pinched it through the cloth. His head descended onto her cleavage as his hand moved to unclasp her bra, flattening against her back to push it into a wonderful arch. Then, it came around again to tug the skimpy cloth off his beloved's bosom. His mouth quickly continued where the garment had left off by covering- engulfing- one of her supple breasts, while his right hand did the same with the neglected one.

Sakura felt hot before, but now it was like she was on fire. Kakashi's mouth was literally swallowing her breast, as his rough tongue pushed and shoved at her pink bud until it was hard, swollen. The other mound was tugged at and played with by his large hand, calloused fingers groping her none too softly. She could hear cry after cry of pleasure leaving her mouth, feel her knees go week as she clung to him for support. Endless tingles of arousal were sent up and down her nerves like a rollacoaster until they finally settled in her heated, wet center. She barely registered when she started to grind against him in order to release some of the tension she was feeling. What she did register was the hard bulge in his pants that gifted her with a second of bliss, whenever it touched her core. She heard Kakashi's deep groan. It fueled her desire for him, as she stepped out of his embrace to remove the rest of her clothing. His hands stopped her, and for a moment, she was worried that he didn't want her anymore, but the his hands hooked under her panties and moved to free her of the last pieces of cloth she was wearing, before sliding down his boxers as well. She blushed deeper as they stood there, completely naked.

Then Kakashi moved to embrace her.

"Are you sure you want this, Sakura?"

"Yes," she answered confidently.

With that said, he lifted his Cherry Blossom up into his arms, and carried her to the bed. Laying her down gently, he joined her, settling himself beside her. His mouth returned to her breast, though now it kissed the underside of it. The musky scent of her arousal permeated the air as his lips travelled down over her sides and across her stomach, kissing, nipping, licking at her flesh. He moved himself between her legs as his lips brushed over her pink curls, then the inside of her thigh. With no Naruto and Sasuke to interrupt them, this time he really did plant a kiss to her most secret place. He felt her shudder, mewling at the sensation. Burrying his nose in her pink curls, he kissed her nub of flesh, while a finger came to move up and down her slit. He could feel her tense. Looking up, Kakashi noticed how her hands were fisted in the covers so strongly that her knuckles were white, and smirked. He gently enclosed her dark nub with his lips and tugged once. A cry of his name was his answer. He did it again, only this time he grazed his teeth over it ever so softly, so he wouldn't hurt her. Her hips bucked as a scream fell from her lips. He repeated the motion, this time inserting a single finger into her core and setting up a slow thrusting rhythm. Her hips started to grind into his hand and became more eager when he slipped a second finger inside her, then a third. Once he had sneaked in the third finger he halted his movements, taking note of the slight discomfort this caused her. He suckled on her pleasure point, and watched her back arch of the matress. He continued this, until all traces of pain were gone from Sakura's beautiful face, before he started pumping slowly again, wanting nothing but plasure to have her contort her features.

Sakura felt a tingling as he kissed her, and shuddered. A soft mewl, she didn't know she had given, resounded through the room. When his lips moved upwards a few centimetres and kissed her again and he started to caress the swollen lips of her core with his calloused finger- this time without the barrier of clothes in between- she couldn't help but tense all over at the strange feelings that rushed through her. Next thing she knew, he was pulling her jewel into his mouth, and she called for him, needily. When he did it again, though biting down on her sensitive flesh, and her hips gave an involuntary jerk. This time she screamed. And then he just had to probe her with a finger, pushing into her and then pulling out, only to push back inside. It felt strange at first, but her body seemed to know how it was supposed to react, because it started to move against his finger, impaling itself upon it softly. Even more so when a second finger joined in. The motion was so new to her and so overly sexual that her body was flooded with even more heat. A sensation built up, similar to the one when she masturbated, but…hotter. When a slight pain stabbed her as he slid another finger into her, it stopped her grinding, but still didn't do much about the rising heat within her. Kakashi stopped the motions of his hand to concentrate on sucking on her nub until she had calmed down. Once her body started grinding against his hand again, she felt him continue where he had left of, only this time he gave harder, punctuated thrusts that made the heat inside her boil. She could feel the tight knot that had previously formed in her belly dissolve as heat flew out of her in her ecstasy.

"Kakashi," she cried out softly.

He growled.

"You can do better than that, Sakura," he answered, and she knew he was referring to her cry.

He wanted her to scream his name!

She did. Once he started to lap up her juices she did scream his name, not caring whether or not the walls were sound-proof, and if anyone heard- to hell with it! She was too far gone at that moment to care. She had known that it would feel marvellous, but she had never guessed that it would be this good. He had hooked her legs over his shoulders, and was simultaneously holding her hips down with his strong hands, so she could not buck into him- no matter how much she wanted to! His tongue was working up and down in between her folds, his mouth engulfing them once in a while to give them a playful tug that had her panting and squirming on the bed, heat building up again. But when he actually slipped his tongue into her core, she started to trash around that even he could barely hold her. She was so sensitive there, or maybe it was because it was his tongue and she had anticipated this ever since Naruto had raised havoc on her door. When she thought that she couldn't take it any longer without xploding again, he stopped.

She whined.

He raised himself to kiss her, while he rolled them over until he lay under her. He had not forgotten how she reacted to be 'trapped' underneath his larger body the last time. He chuckled into their kiss when he heard her gasp as she tasted herself on his lips and tongue. He was a little miffled that he couldn't 'finish' her while tasting her, but his current state of arousal wouldn't have that. Gently moving her to sit in his lap, he looked at her one more time to see if there was any uncertainty in her eyes. When he found none, just shyness and a good ounce of curiousity, he helped her lift herself so that they could join. A small gasp of pain left her as Sakura felt him stretch her, and the hands she had placed upon his shoulders fisted, her nails digging into his flesh, earning her a hiss.

"Give me a minute," she whispered.

Kakashi smiled and nodded, waiting for her to give him the okay, even if all his body wanted was to get on with it already. When she finally told him it was alright to move a few minutes later, he showed her how to roll her hips against his in a grinding motion that would allow her to get accostomed to the feeling of him moving inside her. Sakura smiled a little as she tried, her eyes never leaving his face in case she did something wrong and hurt him.

"Like this?"

"Yes," he managed through a groan.

"Is there…more?" she asked, wondering about all those things Ino had forced her to listen to.

Instead of replying, Kakashi opted to show her. He moved up on the bed until he could sit with his back resting against the headbord. The shifted position in which he penetrated her elicited a pleasured moan from both of them. Placing her arms around his neck, he pulled her upper body closer to his, so he could kiss her hard on the mouth as he pulled almost all the way out, before sliding back in slowly. The new position aloud him to push against her pleasure point, which led to Sakura throwing her head back, breaking the kiss as he set a steady rhythm. Soon enough, he felt her actively participate. Shy at first, Sakura quickly found the confidence to raise her hips from his simultaneously with his own, and bring them back together at the same time as him. Mewls and groans filled the rooms, cries of pleasure, grunts and even screams resounded from the walls. Kakashi's lips found their way down Sakura's neck, halting at her pulse to suck genlty, before dipping her back towards the matress to focus his attention on her breasts again.

Feeling this, Sakura arched her back to give his mouth and tongue more access. When he bit down on her nipple, her hips jerked violently, resulting in a very much welcomed quickening of their pace. His thrusts were harder, she noticed, but she still managed to keep up with him as he was still moving slow enough for her inexperienced body. Her hands came from around his neck to sneak around his middle, and drag her nails down over his back until she could give his ass a good grope as he thrust into her once again. His response was a feral growl, and Sakura almost giggled, but refrained herself from doing so by leaning forward and biting into his shoulder hard enough to draw blood. This seemed to turn him on, because he picked up the pace once again. Sakura felt that she could only barely keep up anymore, but thatmay have been because the constantly tightening knot inside of her decided to explode just as Kakashi reciprocated her gesture by cupping her buttocks. Arching her back enough to be uncomfortable in any other situation, she threw her head back and screamed.

"KASHI!"

"…Yes-s…that's it, Sakura," the bastard teased, but she could feel him lose himself inside of her, and would let it go- for now.

Exhausted and panting they collapsed on the bed. Or rather, Kakashi did. Sakura just collapsed onto him!

"I'd say 'I love you', but that would sound so cliché," the Copy Nin teased again.

"…"

"…"

"Well…I'd say 'I want you again', but you're probably not u to it another time, old man!"she shot back.

What monster had he created?

"I'll show you an 'old man'!" was all he replied as he rolled her over.

End of chapter 37!

A/N: I had thought about stopping at the "Are you sure you want this, Sakura?" part, but then I thought that you would probably hang me for that... Well, this was the third lemon I ever wrote in english, I think, so I hope it was satisfying. See you next chapter!

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He cackled evilly.

This was just too good. To hell with his orders and agreements, this was too good an opportunity to pass on. Perfect material, simply perfect!