Sakura took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She had been dreading this moment all week but there was no way around it. If she wanted to share the night with Kakashi, then this was inevitable. She shook the hair from her eyes and raised her hand to tap her knuckles three times on the door. A small part of her hoped there would be no answer. It would make things more difficult for her in the long run, but it would avoid an awkward conversation now.
Seconds passed and she leaned closer to the door, trying to listen for any movement inside. When she heard none, she let out a breath and pulled away from the door to head to her side of the common room. She barely managed to take a step back when the door opened so quickly, it blew a strand of hair across her face.
With a yawn, Shikamaru blinked down at her and grunted. "I was napping."
"You're always napping."
"Can you blame me? People are exhausting."
Sakura rolled her eyes, wondering just what was up with him lately. He had been so short with everyone who crossed his path and on more than one occasion, she noticed him actively avoiding sitting with them at the dinner table over the past week. "You've been such a sour puss lately. Even more so than usual."
"Did you need something or are we going to keep standing here stating the obvious?" He leaned a shoulder against the door frame and crossed his arms over his chest with a scowl, very clearly avoiding her statement. So far, they weren't off to the best start and she needed him in a good mood for what she had to ask him.
Sakura blew the hair from her face and put on her sweetest smile. "You know, we never just talk, Shikamaru. How have you been? Need anyone to finish that Advanced Potions essay for you?"
He wasn't buying it. Sighing, he fixed his narrowed eyes on her and pursed his lips. "What do you want, Haruno?"
Sakura's face fell and she went with a new tactic: puppy eyes. Mustering up the best wide-eyed, pathetic face she could, she looked up at him and allowed her bottom lip to pout just enough without looking too overdone. He was rolling his eyes before she could even speak. "Will you cover my rounds tonight?"
"No," he said simply, stepping back to shut the door in her face.
Quickly, she pushed her foot against the door to stop him and he grunted as it bounced back and hit him in the chest. She had time to flinch for a second before she switched tactics. "I'll finish your essay for you-"
"It's finished!" He pushed against her foot and she shoved her shoulder against the door instead. The look of surprise in his eyes almost made her laugh but she kept pushing back. "How are you so freakishly strong?"
"Please, Shikamaru? I've never asked you to cover for me before-"
"That's not even remotely true-"
"And I've covered for you plenty of times! You kind of owe me." At this, he stumbled back and stared at her for several seconds. Sakura continued giving him the puppy eyes but when it didn't seem like he would budge, she rolled her eyes and knocked her hip into his bedroom door to open it the entire way. "Remember all those times you were just too tired to make your rounds and I covered for you? Or last year when I let you copy my Transfiguration homework more than once?"
"Fine," he said with a shake of his head. "But I want to know why."
Sakura sputtered, crossing her arms over her chest as she struggled to find a valid excuse quick enough. It's not as if she could tell him the truth, that she was going to meet their professor for a midnight rendezvous in an undisclosed location. "It's…" she scoffed and shifted on her feet. "It's none of your business."
"Does it have anything to do with why you've been acting so strange lately?"
"No." Why didn't she just blame it on cramps? Sure, she had used that excuse only a week ago, but Shikamaru didn't know anything about the female anatomy. It wasn't like he would question it. "Will you cover for me or not?"
"Look, I don't want this to come back and bite me in the ass. If you're sneaking out and get caught, they'll pin me as an accomplice." He was absolutely full of shit. He was just looking for any way out of covering for her tonight and Sakura narrowed her eyes on him.
"Tell them I'm on my period and dying of cramps."
His nose wrinkled and he shook his head in discomfort. Boys were almost too easy to derail sometimes. Mention a little blood, some cramps, and they were immediately put off enough to get away with anything. Shikamaru raised his hands in surrender. "I'm not telling anyone that." After a breath, he let out a sigh and shrugged helplessly. "Just don't get caught, alright? And don't do anything stupid to get yourself killed."
"I'm a Ravenclaw," Sakura scoffed, putting her hands on her hips. "We don't do stupid things."
As she thanked him and turned away from his door, she realized how wrong she was. She may have been a Ravenclaw, but she was always doing stupid things or the wrong things. So much that she didn't dare look up at the statue of the house's namesake as she crossed the common room and slipped back into her bedroom. This may be the stupidest thing she's done yet, but there was nothing short of the threat of war that would stop her from sneaking out tonight.
Not after all that she'd been through. She needed this. She deserved this. And while she was beyond nervous about sharing a night with a man like Kakashi, she knew that he wouldn't pressure her or expect anything. If she wasn't ready, he would be happy to just sleep next to her.
Sakura collapsed against her door and closed her eyes, pressing a hand to her chest as her heart swelled with emotions so suddenly, she felt a bit dizzy. She thought back to Monday evening, kissing him in his office after their argument. The words he had said to her were still echoing through her head even five days later. He was scared of losing her. Could that mean he loved her?
That thought alone was enough to make her stomach flutter wildly with anticipation of tonight. All day, she'd been stuck in the library, shoving more and more books into the shelves while avoiding the librarian's watchful eye and wrath. It gave her little time to think about things and when she did have a moment to herself, she was stuck between freaking out about possibly being with a man and all the worries she'd been trying to ignore.
What if she was bad in bed?
What if he was right and she wasn't taking things as seriously as she should?
What if her birth control failed?
Sakura's eyes widened and she looked at her bedside table drawer. She hurried to it and sat on the edge of her bed, pulling the drawer open to look down at the pink, plastic compact. Her mother had sent her two new packets just last week and she had been doing so well to take every pill at the same time each night.
Of course, there was always a chance it could fail, but she was doing things right and if the worst happened, then she had backup options. It would be hard to explain to her friends. They would want to know who and where and when. In the end, she knew they would help her if she needed it.
She held the compact in her hand and tapped her fingernails over the curved top, biting her lip as she thought over everything she would need to do between now and curfew. There was only three hours to go and she could barely focus long enough to not freak out. How was she ever going to actually sneak through the halls of the castle and meet him without slipping up? She would be humiliated if she got caught and left him waiting for her all night.
They'd planned to meet at 10:30 behind the castle near the Whomping Willow. Why he wanted to go near that thing, she didn't know, but she trusted him. And it may have been stupid, and Rowena Ravenclaw might roll over in her grave if she knew what Sakura was doing, but she couldn't wait to see him again.
She never felt safer, or at ease and calm, as she did when she was with him. No matter how much could go wrong, and no matter what they would be facing in the future, all she wanted was tonight with him. She just wanted, for once, to lose herself in him and be happy.
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The grounds looked different this late at night. She'd been out past curfew this late before, especially during the beginning of the school year when a walk in the dark was the only thing that could make her tired enough to sleep, but tonight was different. It was cold, with a bit of wind blowing from the north that made Sakura pull her cloak tighter around her, but the moon was full and made the landscape glow with silvery darkness. It was both comforting and a little unnerving, knowing she had just enough light to see the way but not enough to spot someone.
She kept close to the castle wall and from over the top of the greenhouse roof, she could see the thin branches of the willow tree swaying gently from the breeze. Not much farther to go, though she wasn't quite sure what to do when she got there. The Whomping Willow wasn't exactly friendly and Kakashi hadn't given her much instruction beyond meeting him there. Would he be waiting for her?
It was a comforting thought, one that drove her forward past the greenhouses and down the short slope of the hillside. At the bottom, she could see the small, round hut with wispy smoke curling out the chimney above the thatch roof. In the windows of the hut, the fire from within glowed a soft orange and Sakura stood on the hillside, watching for movement from inside.
If Jiraiya was still awake, it might make things a bit harder for her and Kakashi. She didn't want anyone hearing them speak, didn't want to risk the chance of being caught. As another breeze blew the fabric of her cloak between her legs, she crept forward. Occasionally, she would glance from the ground beneath her feet to the hut or the willow tree.
Sakura hugged her arms around herself and wondered if it would have been a better idea to wait for a warmer month to do this. At least after another two weeks, the temperatures at night wouldn't be dropping this low...she would also have passed her birthday and would be nineteen years old by now.
A smile curled the corner of her lips. Maybe she could just consider this an early birthday present to herself.
As she drew nearer to that damned tree, the branches gave a shudder and she stumbled to a stop a safe enough distance away. It stretched its limbs and unfurled the newly sprouted leaves, making it seem like a cat raising its fur at the possibility of a fight.
Sakura had avoided this stupid tree her entire Hogwarts career...she wasn't about to let it slap her with its branches tonight. Naruto still had a scar across his backside from getting too close to the tree in their third year. Or so he tells everyone. Sakura didn't make it a habit of looking at his backside enough-or ever- to know if it was true.
Slowly, she moved across the lawn, careful to keep her distance from the tree, while she put it between her and Jiraiya's hut. No need in drawing attention to herself unnecessarily and with the moon so bright out, it would only take a glance out of his window to see her standing like a fool on the hillside.
The willow tree shuddered again and twisted tighter around its trunk as if to remind Sakura that it was still threatened by her presence and she folded her arms over her chest. As much as she wanted to tell it to relax, she wasn't about to be caught talking to a tree past curfew. If they thought she was crazy before, they'd toss her into St. Mungo's for sure.
But what else was she supposed to do while waiting for Kakashi? His lack of punctuality was starting to get on her nerves, even if it was a part of his charm. Then again...
She dropped her hands to her side and spun to stare up at the castle looming high above her. What if he was having second thoughts? What if he didn't want to meet her at all and just hoped she would get the hint after waiting and waiting?
No. He wouldn't do that. She was just being paranoid and besides, he was only ten minutes late, which was nothing compared to the-
From behind her, a soft sound that reminded her of a dog trying to be as quiet as possible made her whirl around to face the tree once more. She was right. It had been a dog. It sat a little ways in front of her, wagging its tail as she blinked down at it in surprise.
She brought a finger to her lips and shushed it before it stood onto all four paws and shook its fur. The moonlight caught the grey fur covering the dog's head and Sakura's jaw dropped. No way. It couldn't be the same dog from Diagon Alley!
She dropped a knee to the ground and reached out, rubbing her palm over its ear and neck. "What in the world are you doing here? You're a tenacious little thing, aren't you? Following me all the way back from..."
Rowena Ravenclaw was rolling over in her grave at how slow and dumb Sakura was. In an instant, the smile fell from her face as she stood to her feet and jerked her hand away from the dog's head. " Kakashi! " She hissed, stomping the heel of her boot to the ground.
The dog opened its mouth and panted, making it look as if a grin was appearing around its snout and if she wasn't against animal abuse, she would have smacked the back of his head with her glove. Instead, she quietly fumed to herself and watched as he spun on his palms and raced to the tree. Before she could call out and stop him, he slipped easily beneath the swaying curtain of willows and the tree, surprisingly, let him.
A moment later, a shudder raced through the branches and the tree visibly relaxed. Sakura blinked up at the willows blowing lazily in the breeze before turning her attention down to the silver, furry head of the dog poking its head out from beneath the curtain of leaves. It had that same goofy grin on its face and Sakura crossed her arms over her chest as she hesitantly made her way closer to it.
She parted the hanging fronds and pushed her way beneath the twisting branches hidden within. It was bizarre being this close to something she knew could easily toss her halfway to the lake, but she followed Kakashi right to the trunk sitting on a raised knoll. The roots disappeared into the grass and just beneath one of the thickest of them, there was a hole just big enough for her to slip inside.
No. Surely, Kakashi didn't expect-
He turned to the hole and crawled inside, leaving her to stare at his bushy tail until it disappeared into the darkness. Sakura stared with a look of doubt and slight horror written across her face. When she had pictured her night with Kakashi, spending it in a hole beneath the Whomping Willow tree hadn't been exactly what she imagined.
From beneath the tree, somewhere underground, Kakashi let out another bark and she let out a whimper before lowering herself onto her knees. So much for the hour she had spent making sure her clothes were perfect. Sakura slipped her legs into the opening and could feel the cold, damp dirt starting to seep through the seat of her jeans.
She dropped inside and landed on her hands and knees with Kakashi's dog form wagging its tail right in front of her. She brushed a low hanging root from her hair and scowled at him as she pulled her wand from her pocket. "Just so you know, you're going to have a lot of explaining to do when we get to where ever you're taking me."
He backed away and put a paw over his nose. No matter how cute he looked, in whichever form he chose, Sakura illuminated the tunnel with a quick spell that turned her wand into a light and looked out ahead of her. The dirt floor sloped downward and while the entrance was a bit low for her to stand upright in, she could see that it got taller ahead.
To her disappointment, he stayed a dog-which made her wonder if changing back into human form would mean he was naked. Her eyes widened and she glanced down to where he trotted ahead of her. It had been a few years since they had glossed over Animagus forms, but she knew that unless he had been naked before turning, he would be fully dressed when they reached their destination and he shifted back to his normal form. A part of her was a bit disappointed that he wouldn't be naked.
"Are you still a dog because you think you can avoid answering my questions?"
He didn't answer, not that he really could as a dog, but Sakura noticed he picked up a bit of speed with his trotting and she rolled her eyes. Men. Always avoiding the things they didn't want to deal with. He wasn't going to get out of it so easily though.
After what felt like an hour, the tunnel sloped back upward and Sakura stopped just short of the end. The ceiling was boarded over and she could see a faint light between the slats. Where were they? She was so focused on studying the underside of the boards overhead that she hadn't noticed the shift to Kakashi's animal form until his hands found her waist and spun her around to face him.
His hair was brushing the dirt and roots along the top of the tunnel and he was stooping just a few inches to accommodate for the low height of the ceiling. The tight space pushed him closer to her and Sakura's breath caught in her throat as he reached for her hand and extinguished the light from the tip of her wand. With only the faint light from above reaching them, she couldn't see much. But the smirk twisting Kakashi's unmasked face was hard to miss and she let him dip his head closer to hers.
He caught her in a kiss, using the hand at her back to pull her against him while his other trailed up the length of her arm to her jaw. Despite the smell of dirt surrounding them, Sakura was immediately intoxicated by him and she relaxed in his arms, letting him hold her up. His fingers weaved through the hair behind her ear and guided her head to the side so he could deepen their kiss.
It was the same as all the other kisses they had shared, but somehow, it felt different. They weren't in a rush to consume the other before someone caught them. There was no panic or fear. He took his time tasting her, lapping his tongue slowly against hers and Sakura could feel her toes curling in her shoes. The hand he had kept in her hair fell away and she gave a quick whimper against his lips as he reached above their head.
With a push, the boards above them opened up and the soft light from inside shone down into the tunnel. Well, she assumed . It was hard to tell when her eyes were still closed while she enjoyed the kiss he was giving her. Her fingers gripped the front of his shirt-the top four buttons open and exposing his chest and oh, how she wanted to take in the sight of that -and she could feel him smiling against her mouth as he slowed their kiss and pulled away.
"Mmm," he purred, his lips brushing hers. "Hello, Ms. Haruno."
Slowly, her eyes opened and she blinked through the haze he had left her in. How did he look so, unbelievably good looking with flecks of dirt in his hair? Sakura's fingers relaxed around the fabric of his shirt and she felt warmth gather in her face. She ducked her head and laughed softly. "Hello, Professor." When he steered her toward the light shining down from above them, she poked a finger into the space on his chest between his open buttons. "If you thought that was going to distract me enough that I forget you're an animagus, you're sorely mistaken."
Kakashi laughed and ducked under the opening in the tunnel, turning to take her by the hand and steer her in the same direction. "Oh, I know better than that."
He moved up the stretch of planks used as a make-shift ladder on the back of the tunnel and moved into the room above them. Sakura followed and as soon as her head poked above the floorboards, she glanced around. It was a moderately sized room, smaller than the common room in the Ravenclaw Tower, with aging, peeling wallpaper that exposed the sheetrock beneath it. The further she moved up into the room, the more Sakura could see by the light of the fire crackling in the hearth behind her.
She slid along the floorboards and pulled her legs back so Kakashi could lower the door behind her. The planks of the hardwood floor were scuffed and scratched by animals through the years, but she could tell that someone had swept recently. For something so old, there was very little dust on the floor and she looked up at Kakashi with a smile. He held out a hand and she took it, letting him pull her to her feet easily.
"Hungry?" He asked and she was, but she took another moment to take in her surroundings.
Beside the hearth was a small, round table and two chairs, with a woven, wicker basket sitting on top. Plates were set out in front of each chair and Sakura turned to smile up at him as he led her across the room. She sat in one of the chairs as a gust of wind blew against the side of the house, making the rafters moan in protest.
"The Shrieking Shack?"
Kakashi shrugged as he pulled the basket toward him and took a seat at the other chair. "You wanted privacy."
"True," Sakura watched him pull out a few croissant rolls, cream cheese, and what looked to be a pitcher of butterbeer. "But, maybe a somewhere a little less haunted."
"I spent a lot of time here when I was younger and never saw so much as an orb. This place isn't haunted." He put a croissant on her plate and then dropped a bowl of fruit between them. "Trust me."
"Why?" Sakura asked, spreading some cream cheese across the inside of the bread. She hadn't realized she was so hungry until now. When Kakashi raised an eyebrow, she continued. "I mean, why did you spend a lot of time here?"
He didn't answer right away, taking his time as he chewed a bite of the apple he had chosen for himself. The soft glow of the fire and the picnic he had prepared for them, made Sakura feel warm from head to toe. She would have never guessed from the first moment she met Professor Hatake, that he would ever be like this. He was so sweet and considerate and much more passionate than she had ever imagined.
Oh, it must have been something special to know him without all of the restrictions and taboos surrounding them. Sakura crossed her legs at the knee and watched him turn to face the fire, a pensive look passing over his features.
"I had a friend who needed privacy from time to time. I would come with them." He looked at her with a smile that wrinkled the corner of his eyes and Sakura found herself blushing beneath his gaze. "I tried to clean it up a bit. I doubt anyone has touched it since I was here last."
His answer only filled her with more questions, but she could tell that he didn't want to tell her much more. Which was fine because she had something else in mind to ask him. A smile curled her lips as she swallowed the bite of bread and she leaned forward, putting her elbows on the table.
"So, were you following me that day in Diagon Alley?"
The sound of his laugh delighted her and her smile widened. He shook his head while dusting his hands on his pants. "It was a happy coincidence and if you hadn't been with your friends, I would have stayed longer."
Ah, she had been with her friends that day and she distinctly remembered Tenten being quite smitten with him. Sakura pressed her hand to her mouth and watched him pour them both a glass of butterbeer. "Does that mean..." She didn't exactly know how to even say the words. Kakashi looked at her with his eyebrow raised. "I mean, Tenten did check to see if you were a boy dog."
As his eyes widened, Sakura couldn't swallow the giggle fast enough and even with the orange glow of the fire beside them, she could see a faint blush spread across his cheeks. He took a sip from the glass and cleared his throat. "I've tried to forget about that. Thank you for reminding me."
Sakura sat back in her chair and crossed her arms over her chest with a playful pout on her lips. "Well, I'm a bit jealous of her now."
"I could always change back and let you scratch my belly." He grinned, making the butterflies in her stomach suddenly explode into existence. It was strange how, up until now, she hadn't felt the strange nervousness that had plagued her nearly all day. Even staring down the Whomping Willow hadn't made her feel so suddenly full of knots and butterflies like seeing him grin at her. "You'd be surprised by how good that feels."
A jolt of warmth shot through her at the thought of making him feel good and she ducked her head to stare down at her hands. Her sudden shyness didn't go unnoticed and Kakashi set his glass down on the table. She could feel him staring at her, but couldn't bring herself to look up at him. It was too much.
She was afraid of what he might say to her, or what she might say to him. Would anything ever be good enough to compare to the way he made her feel? She wanted to tell him that she had never felt this way about anyone before, that she sometimes had trouble breathing when he was on her mind. Would he even want to know?
The last time she had felt this shy in front of him had been the night of the Christmas Festival, standing before him in the Great Hall with Lee at her side, trying to just breathe with Kakashi so close to her. She had wanted to be with him so badly that night. She had wanted nothing more than to be in his arms and be free to dance with him and kiss him. It was the first time she had felt something resembling love for him and if she hadn't been terrorized that night, she may have realized it sooner.
"Are you alright?" He asked, making her lift her head to meet his gaze.
Her voice was barely a whisper when she found it once again. "I was just thinking."
"About what?"
Again, she ducked her head to hide the flush of her cheeks and she tucked her hair behind her ear. "About the night of the Christmas Festival. About how badly I wished I could have danced with you."
Kakashi remained quiet and she wanted more than anything to know what he was thinking at that moment. Did he find her immature and childish for wanting something like that? Especially considering all the things they had done that night with one another. Surely dancing with him would have paled in comparison to kissing him and spending the night curled up with him on that sofa.
Before she could laugh it off and change the subject, he stood from the chair and crossed the room, making her lift her head to stare after him. As he reached a narrow staircase leading up into the darkness of the second floor, Sakura stood from her chair. "Where are you going?"
"I'll be right back," he called to her, halfway up the stairs. She slowly lowered herself back into her chair and looked at the ceiling. Every step he took thumped along the floor and she followed the sound as he moved almost directly above where the table sat. There was a creak of hinges and a moment later, he was heading back to the stairs.
Sakura held her breath as she watched him move back down the steps, this time with a small, black box in his hands that resembled a rather thick briefcase. He crossed the floor and she stood to her feet as he set it down on the table between their plates of half-eaten food. Kakashi turned his head to her with a sly grin and lifted the lid of the case. Peering over his arm, she stared down at a record player with a single record still sitting inside.
The label around the middle was faded from the years but she could see that there were only three songs on it. Her lips parted in surprise and she lifted her head to stare up at him.
"I have no idea what songs are on this, but hopefully it'll be something we can dance to." He winked and pulled his wand from the pocket of his pants. With a tap to the box, the record slowly started spinning and the speakers crackled to life. Kakashi reached for the needle, but Sakura put a hand to his arm, stopping him.
When he looked at her, she was so consumed by her emotions that she nearly admitted everything to him at that moment. She quickly clamped her mouth shut and swallowed the words that threatened to tumble out. It would be so easy to tell him how she felt and she wanted to, but her tongue refused to move. Instead, she smiled up at him and let out a small sigh.
"You're sweet," she whispered, letting her hand slip away from his arm. "Thank you for this."
He lifted the needle and delicately placed it at the outer edge of the record. A crackle broke over the speakers and Sakura winced at the sound. It sorted itself out and after a moment, the soft strum of a guitar poured out of the player. Sakura had never heard it before, even though it sounded like something her dad would sing along to in the car before reminiscing about the good ole days. It was bluesy and sounded classic, but it was thankfully slow enough to dance to.
The warmth of Kakashi's fingers around her wrist startled her and she turned away from the record player to face him. He reached up to the clasp keeping her cloak around her throat and snapped it open. The thick fabric fell from her shoulders and he took it from her, tossing it over the back of one of the chairs. She shivered, though she was plenty warm in the small room. The fire was doing a good job of keeping the cold wind from reaching them.
Kakashi curled a hand around her waist and she could feel the gentle press of his palm against the small of her back pulling her closer to him. She wondered, with their chests pressed to one another's, could he feel how fast her heart was beating? Was his beating the same? Sakura closed her eyes and laid her cheek against his chest as he took her hand in his and swayed them gently.
Occasionally, the needle would run over a scratch and the music would crack, but she had stopped listening to the song the moment he had touched her. There was only the beat of their hearts in her ears now.
Their dancing wasn't much more than swaying back and forth and a slow turn here and there, but she didn't care. This was better than anything she could have ever dreamed. And for just a moment, there was nothing else in the world. No worries, no fear. Just the two of them.
And from somewhere in the room-she couldn't tell which way they were facing anymore-the song faded and something faster took its place. Kakashi kept them moving at the same pace, slowly and tenderly holding her against him. He brought her hand to his neck and let his trail down the length of her body until he reached her hip.
Sakura twisted her fingers around the hair at the back of his head and heard the soft moan vibrate through his chest. It made her skin ripple with goosebumps and she did her best to make him do it again. This time, she lightly scraped her nails along the hair on the nape of his neck and the way his fingers tightened around the fabric of her shirt made her smile.
Not to be outdone, Kakashi slid his hands down the curve of her ass, giving her flesh a quick squeeze before he found his way beneath the hem of her shirt. His hands were warm, but still a bit cooler than she was used to feeling in such a delicate area and she sucked in a sharp breath. He held her tighter and she wondered if he liked that sound as much as she liked to hear him moan.
She wanted to make him do it again but was caught by surprise when he dropped a bit lower and pushed his knee between her legs. Her eyes snapped open at the feel of his thigh pressing against her center and she clamped her teeth around her bottom lip to keep from making a sound. Snaking his hands around to her hips, he guided her up and down his thigh, just enough to make a wave of pleasure spread through her.
Her hands fell to his shoulders and she lifted her head enough that she could peer up at him. The look in his eyes made her stomach tighten and she swallowed back a whimper that she suspected he would love to hear. Again, he rolled her hips over him except this time, he did the same with his and Sakura's lips parted. She tightened her fingers on his shirt and glanced down to the strip of his chest she could see between the buttons of his shirt.
She wanted nothing more than to press her lips to it, to taste the salt of his skin on her tongue. Her eyes flickered back up to meet his and found him staring at her lips. As much as she wanted to kiss him at that moment, Kakashi had other plans. He guided her back until she felt the wall press behind her and he dipped his head forward and pressed his lips against her throat.
"You're always pinning me to the wall," she said breathlessly, letting her head fall to the side to give him room to work.
"Does it bother you?" He kissed a trail up her jaw and with a hand to her cheek, made her look at him. She shook her head and the sight of his smile nearly made her legs buckle out from beneath her. "Good." Between her legs, he pushed his thigh against her center again and this time, she didn't hold back the moan. Her eyes fluttered closed and Kakashi did it again, and again, pulling sounds from her throat that she had never made before.
She didn't know how it was possible to feel this good when they were still fully clothed. Her hands moved on their own, reaching for the buttons of his shirt that weren't opened already. She made quick work of them until she reached his pants. Her eyes opened and met his and he stared back at her with the same intense desire that she was feeling as well.
Without stopping, she pulled at the fabric until his shirt was free and open. She quickly pushed it down his shoulders and he pulled his arms out of the sleeves, letting it fall to the floor behind him. Wasting no time, her fingers found his chest and she raked them down the length of his muscles. There was so much for her to take in, she almost didn't want to keep going. Every scar marring his body was beautiful and she found herself tracing a few before she once again, reached his pants.
Again, their eyes met and she hesitated. Last time, he had stopped her and told her they didn't need to rush. Kakashi's chest rose and fell with each breath and Sakura inched her fingers beneath the button of his pants. She popped it free and slowly pulled the zipper down as well. Her knuckles brushed against a thin strip of hair running from his navel and disappearing beneath the elastic band of his boxers.
Every fiber of her being wanted to reach in and feel how hard he was, but just as her fingers curled around the band of his boxers, he snatched her by the wrists and her eyes snapped up to meet his. She whimpered in protest. She had been so close...
"There's a bed upstairs."
Her eyes widened and she darted her tongue out to lick her lips. Nodding, she struggled to speak coherently. "Okay," was all she could come up with.
Kakashi reached down and lifted her off the floor and Sakura barely managed to wrap her legs around his waist before he turned to the stairs. She was only slightly worried about being carried up the stairs by him but she could feel the strength in his arms and body. Lifting her was effortless and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing kisses to his ear and jaw.
Once he reached the second-floor landing, she unhooked her ankles and her feet met the worn fibers of a carpet. Kakashi stepped to the side to kick his shoes off and she did the same, feeling bad that he was already shirtless. As he turned his back to her to start a fire in the small hearth in the room, Sakura peeled her shirt off and tossed it to the side.
The fire crackled to life and a moment later, the heat spread over her. Kakashi turned back around and looked from her to her shirt on the floor before cocking his head to the side. "What if I wanted to be the one to take it off of you?"
Sakura grinned. "I still have plenty of clothes on."
He hummed and moved toward her again, raising a hand to push the hair away from her face. "Yes, you do. Let's fix that, shall we?"
It was his turn to pull the button of her jeans open and she held her breath as he made quick work of it. He pushed them down her hips and held her hand as she stepped out of them and kicked them across the rug. She'd never been in just her bra and panties in front of someone that wasn't a friend or a doctor before.
As nervous as she was, and as shy as she thought she would be, she was surprisingly comfortable with Kakashi. He ran his fingers up her hips, over the cotton of her panties and back up to her sides. He curled a middle finger around the strap of her bra and moved closer, lowering his head toward her. "This looks familiar," he murmured and she smiled at the memory of being in just her bra and lower half of her uniform, sitting on his desk.
"I wanted you so badly that night," she admitted.
Kakashi pressed a gentle kiss to her lips and slipped a hand around to her back, tracing the line of her bra to the clasp. "I wanted you too. And every night since then." The clasp came free and he pulled away from her lips with a smirk. "Of course, there were a few nights before then as well."
When he pulled back, he brought the straps of her bra with him until it fell away and dropped to their feet. Sakura bit her lip and resisted the need to cover her bare chest with her arms. She slid a hand over his shoulder and up the side of his neck as he ducked lower and kissed her collar bone. The lower he went, the better it felt, and when he sucked her nipple into his lips, she gasped.
Kakashi lowered himself onto his knees in front of her, his mouth paying extra attention to her breasts as his hands moved lower. She was only faintly aware that his fingers were curling around the band of her panties, but what he was doing with his tongue felt so good she could barely think straight. Her fingers curled into his hair and she sucked in a breath as he nipped and sucked at the sensitive flesh.
Her panties fell down the length of her thighs and hit her ankles and as if she were on autopilot, she stepped out of them without even thinking. She dug her toes into the carpet and ignored the alarms ringing at the realization that she was completely naked in front of him. Kakashi pulled his mouth away from her nipple and kissed a trail down the center of her stomach, pausing to dip his tongue into her belly button.
With a shriek, she jerked away from him and he pulled her back with a firm grip to the back of her thighs. She laughed and grabbed a fistful of his hair to tilt his head back. He grinned up at her and though she wanted to say something snarky to him, the feel of his hands moving to her thighs made her voice disappear and the smile on her face fade.
He curled one hand around the back of her left knee and lifted it until her foot left the floor. The muscles along her stomach jumped in anticipation and he kept his eyes on her as he draped her knee over his shoulder. Sakura stared down at him, eyes half-lidded with arousal, lips parted in wait, and she struggled to remember how to breathe.
Of course, she remembered suddenly when Kakashi leaned toward her and slipped his mouth against her slit, making her suck in a deep, shuddering breath. His tongue slid out, parting her folds as he dipped it between them. With the hand behind the leg draped over his shoulder, he pulled until her thigh was open as far as it would go and he could move closer.
This time, when his tongue lapped against her, he found her clit and Sakura's legs trembled. He held them steady and drew a line over her, back and forth, up and down, pausing after each stroke to savor the taste of her. She could feel his gaze on her, watching as she palmed her breast and nipples, though she kept her eyes closed so she could focus on the things he was doing between her legs.
His mouth had been on her before, in the Restricted Section, but that had been a night fueled by pent up desires and craving. He was taking his time now and she could tell. Sakura wove her fingers through her hair and let her head fall back as Kakashi lapped and sucked at her clit. It was indescribable how good he made her feel. It should be illegal to be this good at sex.
As wonderful as it felt to have his tongue, so warm and slick, sliding over her clit, she didn't want just this. Her entire body was craving more and she could feel the desire to feel him inside her building within. Sakura lowered her head and looked down at him. She brushed the hair from his face and he closed his eyes, tilting his head to the side into her touch. The new angle let his tongue hit her differently and her hips twitched and bucked against his mouth.
"Kakashi," she whispered, watching his eyes open to look up at her. "I-ah-I want you... inside me ."
His tongue stilled against her and though her body protested the loss of it, she let him pull away from her. A smile curled the corner of his lips and Kakashi reached between her legs, pushing his middle finger into her slick folds. The pad of his finger brushed gently over her clit, pausing as another tremble rolled through her, and with a gentle push, he slipped it inside her. She clenched around him and he gave her a moment to get used to him.
She was no stranger to fingers inside herself, but his fingers were much bigger than her own and she had never tried more than one at a time. After a few breaths that shuddered through her, he pushed another within her. And when he curled them and stroked her from the inside, Sakura's hands fell to his shoulders to keep herself steady. He knew exactly where to press, where to stroke and how fast or slow she wanted it. For a brief second, she wondered if he was in her head, but knew he wouldn't do that.
Just when she was getting used to the width of his two fingers within her, he pulled them free and stood to his feet. Her eyes snapped open and she watched him lift his hand to inspect it. From the glow of the fire, she could see how soaked she had made him and her face flushed hotter than the flames behind her.
Kakashi smiled and brought them to his lips, running his tongue over the glistening tips of his fingers and Sakura's jaw dropped. He left her no time to recover, or to commit the image to her memory, and stepped toward her to bring her lips to his. She could taste herself on his tongue and it only made her dizzier with arousal.
He wrapped an arm around her waist and brought the other to her backside, lifting her once more until her legs were around him. The press of his erection against her center nearly made her moan but she swallowed it down and focused on the feel of his lips on hers. It wasn't long before he lowered her down onto the bed, the thick comforter pressing into the dampness he had left behind between her legs.
She propped her heels on the bedframe and laid back on her elbows, watching him strip his pants off. They joined the random articles of clothing scattered around the room and Sakura's eyes dropped to Kakashi's boxers, holding her breath in anticipation. He hooked his thumbs around the elastic and inch by agonizing inch, he slid them lower. The lines of his muscles, the slight curve of his hips, and the trail of hair were slowly revealed and just like the story Hinata had been reading on the train during Christmas break, Kakashi's cock bounced free.
She clenched the muscles inside her and met his gaze with worry. Would he fit?
He hesitated at the edge of the bed, his hands on her knees though his gaze on her face. "We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with."
Was he crazy?
She sat up and propped herself up with her palms on the bed behind her. "Kakashi," she said softly, tilting her head so she could brush his lips with her own. "I want this. I want you."
He kissed her suddenly, fitting his mouth against hers so perfectly that it stole her breath away. With a hand on her shoulder, he guided her back down onto the mattress and crawled over her. Legs splayed open, knees on either side of his hips, Sakura broke the kiss and looked between their bodies to where he was gripping the length of his cock.
She squeezed her eyes shut, hating that it looked too similar to the first time she had ever done this. She didn't want to think about that now-or ever again. Before he could push inside her, she put a hand to his chest and Kakashi lifted his head. "Wait," she whispered and he pulled away, though she didn't let him get far. "Can I be on top?"
She opened her eyes to see his eyebrows lift in surprise. For a moment he hesitated in thought and she wondered if he was going to suggest they do it a different way. He smiled and nodded. "If that's what you want."
"It is."
It took a moment to switch positions and Kakashi laid with his back against the pillows toward the headboard. He watched her swing her leg over and look down between them with a pinched brow. She knew what to do...just not how to do it. Should she grab him? Her fingers were quite curious to see how thick he truly was, but then again, she didn't want to freak herself out.
She had just gathered up the courage to reach for him when he turned to the bedside table and pulled the drawer open. She frowned. "What are you doing?"
"I-erm-bought some condoms."
"Oh." Her mouth spread into a grin and she reached for his hand, pulling it away from the drawer. "I got on birth control during Christmas break. But I appreciate your effort."
Kakashi laid back against the pillows once more and stared up at her, brushing the hair from her face. He pulled her down onto his chest and kissed her sweetly. Without breaking their kiss, he reached around her backside and positioned himself at her opening. Sakura whimpered as he lifted his hips and pushed inside her, taking his time and letting her, once again, adjust to him.
She pulled away from his lips with a gasp and pressed her hands down into the pillows behind him. She felt stretched beyond her limits and despite how slow he was going, she nearly asked him to stop altogether. But he was gentle as he sheathed himself completely inside her and she loved him for his patience with her.
"Are you alright?" He whispered against her ear, kissing the shell as he waited for her response.
Sakura nodded and sat up on his lap. From this angle, he somehow slipped deeper. It was different here-not as much pressure. Slowly, she rocked her hips over his, unsure of what to do properly but needing to move and test if she could make it feel better. And, gods, it did. Every time she brought her hips forward, his cock hit a place deep within her that sent shivers of pleasure racing through her body.
The feel of his hands on her sides nearly startled her, she'd been concentrating so hard. She closed her hands around his and guided them to her breasts. He pinched and rolled her nipples between his fingers and it only heightened the feel of warmth building inside her belly. It felt so good and yet, she frowned, needing more.
Dropping her hands onto his chest to give herself better leverage, Sakura worked her hips harder. This was what she needed. Every time she brought herself down on him, his cock pressed over the spot inside her that he had found with his fingers earlier. Her lips parted in concentration, breath quickening, as the heat inside her body began to coil tightly.
" Fuck ," Kakashi hissed, dropping his head back into the pillows. "Sakura, you're going to make me come if you keep this up."
"Oh. Sorry." She slowed to a stop and he sat up on his elbows, chuckling softly. He reached for her waist and looped an arm around it, guiding her back into a new rhythm-slow but at a new angle that seemed to draw the pleasure out. His hips lifted in time with hers and after a few moments, he sat up as well.
Sweat was already starting to bead up along their bodies but when his chest pressed against hers, Sakura held tight onto his shoulders. Every inch of his skin on hers was electric and she felt so consumed by it, that it wasn't enough. She wanted him closer, wanted more of his body to touch hers.
He held her upright in his lap, giving her control once again to keep the rhythm she was comfortable with and she closed her eyes in concentration. The feel of his fingers in her hair made her tilt her head back into his touch and her lips parted as her breath quickened. Kakashi pressed kisses against her throat, his breath warm against her skin, and she was so focused on the fire coiling inside her that she hadn't noticed him pull away to look up at her.
Her breath hitched in her throat and she gripped his shoulder tighter, rocking her hips faster against his. She needed him deeper, needed to fuck him harder. Every thrust inside her felt better than the last and still, she needed more .
" Sakura ," he whispered, the sound so close yet so far away. Kakashi cradled the back of her head with his hand and tilted her head back down. "Look at me."
Somehow, she managed to open her eyes to meet his and the look on his face stole her breath away. Everything he felt for her was there behind his gaze and she felt as if she were being swallowed into the fire still burning across the room. The way his brow pinched in concentration, the way his lips parted and the sweat that had dampened the hair at his temple was the absolute vision of perfection but feeling him so deep inside her body while looking at her like that was almost too much.
Her voice was a whisper, though she had no idea what she was even trying to say. All of her thoughts were too fuzzy, too far away for her to grasp and faintly, she heard herself begging him. " Please …"
Was she begging him to make her come or begging to hear him say the words she was trying to keep herself from saying? She wanted one just as much as the other and as Kakashi brought a hand to her backside, using his grip to bring her down onto him harder than before, Sakura cried out.
It was too soon-she didn't want this to end yet, or ever, but she couldn't stop it. The tension that had been building inside her broke free and pleasure she'd never experienced before erupted through her body, filling every corner so completely, she feared it would spill out. Kakashi was quick to drink her moans and whimpers into his mouth and he kissed her thoroughly as she came around him. He matched the pace of his movements to the waves of her orgasm, bringing her to each peak of exquisite satisfaction over and over.
Her body felt limp, completely drained once the pulses of her orgasm had faded and she was in his control by the time he pulled away from their kiss. The sudden sensation of falling snapped her eyes open but the mattress at her back silenced her gasp. Kakashi positioned his knees on either side of her hips and draped her legs over his arms, keeping her pinned against his body before he pushed into her once more.
And somehow, he was able to find room to go deeper .
Sakura's head fell back into the sheets and she arched nearly off the bed completely, her breath frozen in her throat. There was a slight sting to the muscles along the inside of her thighs from being stretched open, but she didn't care how sore she would be tomorrow. Kakashi thrust into her with an all-new energy, his fingers digging almost painfully into her flesh. Each time he plunged into her, she felt herself stretching more and more, stealing her breath every time.
He made a noise that made her eyes snap open, a mix between a groan and a growl that rumbled from deep within his chest. It was a sound she would never forget and she pushed her hands into her hair, breaking through the tangles. " Fuck ," she cursed beneath her breath, blinking up into the moth-eaten canopy above them. "It feels so good."
Kakashi pounded harder, fucking her as if he would never get the chance again, and Sakura loved every second of it. The sound of his hips slamming into her, the little gasps he was making, the stickiness of their sweat; she never wanted it to end.
The grip on her thighs tightened suddenly and she opened her eyes, peering down the length of her body to watch him. His eyes were shut tight and the rhythm he had been fucking her with was unraveling. She sat up on her elbows and watched with fascination. Whether he knew she was staring between them, watching his cock pound into her with each thrust, she didn't know. Judging by the look on his face, he was concentrating on something else.
Sakura smiled as the sounds he had made earlier returned. This time, it was more drawn out and broken by his gasps and he slammed her against him a few more times, his own orgasm rolling through him. It surprised her, in the most pleasant way, to feel him coming inside her and she stared up at him with wide eyes as his chest rose and fell with each breath. Slowly, his thrusts came to a stop and he put his hands to the bed on either side of her body to rest.
She bit her lip to keep the grin from stretching across her face and she wondered if she should have made him pull out. It didn't matter now, of course, and she was almost certain she wouldn't have asked him to anyway. It felt far too good knowing he had come inside her.
As his breath returned to a normal rate, he dropped his head against her chest and let her legs relax against the bed, though he made no move to pull out of her just yet. He kissed her collarbone and up the side of her neck before collapsing onto one elbow. She pinched her lips together and let him slip free so he could lay on the bed and she rolled onto her side to face him.
Kakashi let out a sigh and turned his head to look at her. They shared a moment, just staring into one another's eyes before he let out a laugh and raked his fingers through his hair. He blinked up at the canopy above them.
"Can I tell you something?" He asked, making her prop her head up into her hand.
"Of course."
"I've been wanting to do that since Halloween."
Her eyes went wide and she put a hand to his chest, tracing a scar there with her middle finger. "Oh, really? I've been wanting to do it since that Quidditch match. The one where you and Professor Umino came to scold us for our chanting."
Kakashi laughed again and nodded, a look of understanding on his face. So he had definitely been attracted to her then as well. She had wondered if he was and had fantasized about him that whole day. Oh, if she could go back in time and tell that Sakura about this .
There was no getting rid of the smile on her face and she watched him reach up and lace his fingers through hers. He brought her hand to his lips and kissed each knuckle. "You know," she started, unable to hide her smirk. "I almost expected you to want to do doggie style."
He whipped his head to the side and stared at her in surprise before laughing. "Give me a few minutes and I will."
It felt so good to lay with him, to laugh and talk and just bask in the afterglow, that Sakura didn't let herself think of tomorrow. If the world ended at that minute, she would have accepted it. This was exactly where she wanted to be forever. Right here, right now, there were no threats, no danger, nothing that could keep them apart.
Right here, she was happy for the first time in a long time and nothing could take it away from her.