I'm sorry to you loyal readers and reviewers who waited so long for this chapter. Life beat me up big time. It's a good thing I'm a survivor and way too stubborn to just leave this unfinished! There will also be a chapter 3!
A BIG thanks goes out to my lovely beta: Bouncy Irwin! You are so wonderful and helpful! I'm am so grateful for your help!
Also, Thank you so much Moor (Kendochick-Moor) who helped me out when I was stuck with this! You're experience and wisdom is wonderful!
As always, this is for you, Alien! I'm so lucky to have you as a friend!
IMPORTANT NOTE! I had to add a little extra to chapter one, around the 'rules of engagement' so to speak because it was messing with the final product. I'm so sorry to make you readers go back and familiarize yourself with that bit, but for the flow of the story, it is important. It happens before they even sit down on the couch to ummm...errr... play ^_~
What is below is EXPLICIT! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Without further ado, ENJOY
Round 2
"Well, are you going to join me? Or are you going to stand there all night?" he teased her as he rubbed a hand down the heated skin of his torso coming to rest on his lower stomach just over his 'happy trail'. "Of course, not that I don't enjoy the view."
Obviously stunned by the fact that he had crawled into her bed, Sakura seemed to be stuck in her spot. But Kakashi didn't mind since he truly was enjoying the view. Her gorgeous long legs, perfect shoulders and wet hair that dripped rivulets down her silky skin. The short towel covered most of her body, but he could still see enough of her to set his blood simmering once more. The idea of following those rolling drops of water with his mouth was an intriguing thought.
What a night it had been so far. This game between them was the most fun he'd had in ages when it came to chasing a woman. Especially since she didn't seem to be deterred that he was almost in his 40's. It was certainly bringing a new light to their relationship that he had only thought to be a 'friendship', but the lust he'd seen in her eyes meant that there were deeper desires present. At least to some degree.
But when a nubile 25-year-old told him—taunted him—to seduce her, he'd be damned if he'd do anything less than make her drip with desire for him.
"Well, it is my bed, and I do plan on sleeping there for the night," she stated with a roll of her eyes. "But this wasn't exactly what I had planned, Kakashi."
"Oh? What were your plans for me then?" he wondered teasingly. He could tell that she was trying to come to terms with finding him half-naked in her bed.
"Not this," she mumbled quietly, but his sensitive hearing caught what she said.
"Well you did give me a specific timeline to follow, and I mean to make you beg before the end of the night."
With a hand on her towel-covered hip she grinned smugly at him. "And what if I make you beg?"
"You want to make me beg?" he asked curiously, slightly surprised by her statement.
She smirked cheekily at him. "Of course! I think it's hot when a man begs."
"Then, by all means, let's see what you can do, Sakura." In the dark he could see all of her, especially when she turned around and dropped her towel, baring all to him.
Everything was on display: her strong back, sleek shoulders, trim waist and pert ass. He couldn't help himself as he shifted forward to lean in and get a closer look. Sitting up, he raised one leg, just in case he got hard enough to tent his boxers. He didn't think she was ready to see him tented, but he looked forward to when they were.
Slowly, almost as if she was waiting deliberately until he fully appreciated her naked backside—which he thoroughly did—she opened a drawer and reached for some items. She slipped on a long loose tank top that reached her midthigh and turned to face him just as she bent over to pull on another lacy pair of panties. But she was quick and he sadly didn't catch a view of the mound between her legs.
There was still time for that, he reminded himself.
"You know, typically I sleep naked, but for your sake, I figured I could at least cover up a little." She was staring at him while still bent over, making sure that her cleavage was visible for his curious gaze. He saw her unbound breast hanging loosely through the wide collar of her shirt as she shifted and teased him.
"Oh, please don't let me inconvenience you. Whatever you usually do is fine. I'll adjust."
"Oh I'm sure you will," she hummed as she approached him. "Move over. This is my side."
"Oh come now, we can share," he said, pouting at her.
"Or you could move over," she demanded as she placed her hands on her hips once more, elevating her short shirt. If he wasn't careful, he was going to get caught staring directly at her cloth-covered core.
"Fine, fine," he complied with a chuckle. "Anyone ever tell you that you're demanding?"
"Perhaps, but some like it that way, and they didn't seem to mind." She sat down on the edge of the bed and swung her legs around, drawing the sheets up to her lap as she laid back.
It was enticing watching her every move as she settled in beside him.
As he shifted himself over to his designated side, he pressed his hand into the pillow, only to find something firm hidden underneath the deceptive softness.
"Now what do we have here?" he asked bemusedly. Pulling out the solid item, he saw the startled look on Sakura's face as she made a grab for it.
And of course, he pulled it out of her reach so that he could actually see what she was suddenly so embarrassed by.
"Wait, Kakashi. Come on. Give that back." She reached out for it once more, only for it to be moved out of reach once again.
"I'll give it back, don't worry. I'm just curious, what is it? The sooner you explain it to me, the sooner you'll have it in your hands again."
When he saw her relent in her attempts to snatch it from him, and let out a slight sound of defeat, he studied the oddly shaped device. It was obviously a vibrator—smooth like one, has the weight of one—but shaped in an interesting 'V'.
"I know this is a toy, but how do you use it?" he asked curiously. He turned it over a few times looking for an on button.
"If you give it here, I can show you." He could easily hear the embarrassment in her voice, but he was too curious to mind her reaction.
"But if I give it back, are you actually going to show me or are you going to hide it?" He arched an eyebrow meaningfully.
"It's a little late to hide it from you now," she replied sourly. "It's a clit sucker and g-spot vibrator," she admitted bluntly. Despite being forthcoming about what it was, her face was still beaming red with a cute blush.
Kakashi gave her a knowing smirk, understanding that this was likely her favourite and most used toy. "It always amazes me how people come up with new ways to... pleasure themselves." He passed it back to Sakura and watched curiously as she turned it on to show him where the power buttons were.
When it came to life in her hands, she passed it back to him so he could investigate it further. The curved bulbous part he imagined was the g-spot vibrator, buzzed in his hands with a powerful pulse. At the other end, there was a little spout. When he pressed his thumb over it, he experienced a strong sucking action against his digit.
He gave her a wide grin as he played with the controls. "That's quite powerful. It must feel really good."
"Kakashi..." she said, her voice a mix between a growl and a whine.
"Oh come on, it's nothing to be ashamed of." He propped himself up on his one arm. "I'd love to see it in action. Will you show me?"
It was endearing to watch her blush furiously while stuttering for the words to refuse him. She opened her mouth, obviously intent on denying him, but a thought came to him so he spoke up before she voiced her rebuttal.
"If you show me, I'll show you," he offered, making sure he dropped his voice a little and added in a raspy tone that women seemed to love.
Her eyes blinked slowly as she tried to process what he said. "Show me what?"
"If you use this toy right here, right now... with me right here in bed with you... I'll masturbate for you."
"What?!" she exclaimed. She didn't seem to be completely upset by the proposal since her own tone indicated some curiosity.
"Please?" he cajoled, exuding as much charm as he could. He was compelled to see the toy in action and what Sakura looked like in the throes of an orgasm. Win-win as far as he was concerned.
"You're serious?" she asked hesitantly.
"Completely."
He could tell that she was beginning to debate the idea, rather than just reject it point blank. It never occurred to him that she'd actually agree to it, he had only meant to tease that enticing blush grace her cheeks.
Watching her get off just a foot away from him would be more than enough to finish the job and edge him to his own sweet release.
"Fine."
His eyes widened dramatically as a ball of heat burst to life in his stomach. "Really?"
"Yes, and don't make me regret it," she added with a quiet sigh. "But I'm keeping the sheet up and my top on."
"Whatever you're comfortable with," he complied happily. He was ecstatic at her willingness to participate in a little bit of a show, knowing that he'd have to reciprocate almost immediately. He'd never had to jerk off in front of a potential partner before, but there was always a first for everything.
True to his word, he was both a voyeur and an exhibitionist, and it turns out, Sakura was too.
With a red flush staining her cheeks and the skin of her neck, she nibbled on her lips as she took the toy back, and switched it off.
She turned to her bedside table to pull out a small bottle of lube and a fresh towel, then she turned back and settled in her spot, all while avoiding eye contact.
"Close your eyes for a moment, and no peeking. I'll tell you when you can open them again."
He did as she asked, but still posed a question. "Why the lube?"
"Because it makes it easier," she explained patiently and he could almost hear the blush in her voice. "The part that goes in is a little big to slip in without enough lube." When he had held it in his hand, he hadn't noticed it being especially big, which just meant that she was especially tight.
Maybe she alluded to it on purpose, maybe she didn't. But the effect was there. Now his cock was twitching as he thought about how she'd feel around him: wet, hot and tight.
He could only hope that he wouldn't get blue balls before she finished getting herself off, especially since he expected it to be quite the show.
With his eyes closed, his other senses were heightened. Even though Sakura had just gotten out of the shower, and still smelled fresh and clean, there was an undertone of desire that clung to her. Some things just couldn't be washed away to sensitive noses like his.
His sense of hearing was also strangely acute at the moment. He could discern the subtle sounds of lube on the toy and the rustle of the sheets as she positioned herself and the toy. When he heard her gasp and the wet sounds of her body sucking in the toy, and his own breath caught in his throat.
Surprised that she had done it, he waited with baited breath to open his eyes and see her. He felt her shift once or twice more before her voice broke the deafening silence.
"You can open your eyes now, I guess." Her voice seemed to hesitate while still sounding aroused.
"Are you sure?" Kakashi whispered trying not to break the mood.
"Yes," she answered in a breathy moan. She had turned on the toy and he could hear the subtle vibrations massaging deep within her.
When he opened his eyes the image of her immediately captivated him, and would be something to recall in quiet moments later. Her lower lip was caught between her teeth, her eyes were closed and she was quietly panting through her nose. One of her hands was under the sheets, likely supporting the toy, while the other clenched at her shirt over her stomach.
He didn't dare move, or even make a sound, in case he broke her rhythm—which, Kakashi knew what it was like to be interrupted while masturbating. It wasn't pleasant or fair. To be denied that release was the best way to be stuck in a bad mood for the rest of the day. And he wanted Sakura to be in a good mood, where she was sated and happy.
Haltingly at first, he watched as her hips began to writhe and push against her own hand. She grasped her shirt even tighter when she turned on the clit sucker and then went taut when the pleasure became overwhelming. Pushing her head against the pillow, she squirmed, arching her back and mouthed a silent cry.
Kakashi's own hand gripped her sheets tightly. It was hotter than he expected to watch her pleasure herself with that toy. He was so lost in his desires, so taken with her pleasure, that when he heard her speak, he was completely startled out of his daze.
"Tell me..." she panted. "What is your favourite position?" she asked again, accentuating her question with a low moan.
He couldn't help but smile to himself. She was using this time to get him to answer the questions he had sneakily evaded during their little game of truth or dare. But he wasn't about to deny her wishes.
Keeping his voice hushed so as to not break the mood, he gave her what she asked for. "Missionary, but with her ankles over my shoulders. I like to watch her face when she comes around me."
Enjoying her evocative reaction to what he said, he continued. "I like watching her eyes roll back in her head as she reaches her peak. The way her skin flushes red and her teeth nibble on her lip—much like you're doing now. It's the hottest thing to watch a woman orgasm and lose herself to the moment."
Moaning her approval, he was surprised when she continued. "Mmm… tell me some of your kinks," she sighed as her toy continued to buzz between her legs.
"Are you sure that won't be distracting?"
"Mmmaahhh… no…" she cried, her voice quivering between a moan and a groan. "Your voice is sexy and don't you want to be the reason I come?" she coaxed as she adjusted the toy again. When it hit the best spot she gasped and groaned and squirmed in place.
Despite knowing that even this was a game to her, he couldn't resist giving in. His own mind gnawed at him, pleading with him to just reach out to touch her—to help bring her to orgasm. Her skin had broken out in a flush, shimmering in the low light, while she continued to pant as she pleasured herself.
The scent of her desire coursed through his nose, into his veins and snaked down to his stomach to entwine with his own heated desire.
Watching her pant and moan while her hips danced upwards in that well known primal beat had him forgetting everything else.
"Kakashi," she groaned. "Kinks. Now. Please," she panted to an upward cadence.
He was so caught up in the sight of her that she could ask him just about anything, and he'd probably confess everything and anything to her.
"I love going down on a woman, before and after I fuck her. Tasting her and then us together always gets me going for another round," he supplied, his voice thick with lust. "Sucking on her clit while having her thighs and hands holding my head in place is definitely one of my kinks."
He shuddered as he thought about doing that to her now. Removing that pulsing toy and placing his mouth over her core to drink her in, drowning himself in her essence as she reached her peak. Unable to stop his thoughts now, his eyes watched her with a predatory look, barely holding himself back.
Look but don't touch. Those were the rules.
Kakashi was tempted to reach down and palm his own rock-hard erection in hopes of relieving some of the building pressure.
"More," she demanded quietly with a hitch in her voice.
"Yes, Sakura," he obeyed readily to her heated request.
He tried to think of another one of his kinks to explain to her. Some were more embarrassing than others, but he felt like he could bare anything.
"I don't know if it's a kink, because I haven't experienced it yet, but I've always wanted to be pegged. Having a strong woman in charge is just as hot as having her under me. Don't you agree?"
"Mmmm... yes... I'd peg you, Kakashi," she moaned for him.
His balls clenched at the prospect of her admission while he throbbed and felt a dribble of precum seap out of the head of his cock as he imagined her taking control of him.
"Then you'd be making my fantasy come true, Sakura," he purred, hoping that it would help her finish soon.
He wasn't sure how much longer he could last at this rate. With every one of her groans and moans he could feel his own balls clenching, pulsing and begging for some sort of attention.
Remembering their earlier conversation and one of her own kinks, he thought he could help her along to her peak, while ending his own torture. He eyed her hand that was on her stomach and had moved up to caress her own breast. She was pulling slightly at her shirt, obviously trying to get to the heated skin beneath it, but he had something else in mind.
"Sakura, give me your hand."
"Mmm...'k." But she didn't remove it from her body. He watched as she continued to play with her hard nipples through her shirt.
Deciding that she needed a gentle reminder, he dragged a single finger across her forearm and to the back of her hand, drawing slight circles on it. He regretted taking her hand away from her nipple, but what he had in mind would surely make up for it.
Prying her hand off herself, he brought it to his lips. Kissing the back of it, he moved to kiss the tip of each finger until he reached her thumb; maneuvering it in such a way that gave him access to lightly suck on it.
Gently his tongue played with the pad of the digit until he heard her moan loudly. The toy had been going on relentlessly for a several minutes, so he was sure she had to be close. When he pulled her thumb from his mouth, he kept it close to his lips and whispered to her.
"I like biting too." He adjusted her thumb once more and then looked at her face, trying to catch her eyes, but they were closed.
"Come for me, Sakura," he murmured. Baring his teeth he nipped at the flesh, letting her feel his sharp canine press into her skin.
And it worked. Thankfully.
Watching her push her head back into the pillow as she jutted her chest forward and snapped her knees shut, he held his breath and didn't move.
Moaning and writhing, her voice caught as she let out small cries of pleasure as the toy didn't stop sucking and vibrating.
It was mesmerizing watching her convulse around it, to the point where he was jealous of it, but he knew that sooner or later, it would be him she'd be surging against as she reached her next peak.
He hadn't been sure of that until just now, game or not, he'd be damned if he didn't fuck this vibrant woman at least once.
Trying to take measured breaths to calm his own raging needs, he watched Sakura as her climax ravaged her body. The toy was still going between her legs—Kakashi could only imagine how that felt against her over-sensitized flesh. But before she got a chance to turn it off, she was once more straining against her own body. More cries echoed into the darkened bedroom and it seemed that she was coming for a second time, so soon after the first.
He could do nothing more than watch as she rode out wave after wave of powerful sensations.
When at long last, the toy halted in its vibrations and the room went silent except for her ragged breathing.
Still not wanting to break her out of her trance, he remained quiet and still beside her while still holding her hand. His own body was demanding action and movement, but he refused to do anything until she addressed him. There was something about how her hand clutched his throughout her two orgasms, something so intimate and sexy.
Not to mention the scent of desire—her desire—that flooded the room and clung to his senses like honey. It was the sweetest of nectars, and he looked forward to getting more from her.
After what seemed like a longer time than it took to build her up, she finally settled into her bed. The toy remained logged inside her, but it was silent and still. When she turned her head and slowly opened her eyes to meet his, he saw something that he didn't expect: peace and beauty.
Sure, he knew that all orgasms brought a sense of peace, but there was no shyness or timidness behind that look. Just a kind of calm, which he found insanely sexy. Oddly, it made him want to be possessive of her, or perhaps he just wanted to be the reason she looked like that.
But now he was stumped for words. What do you say to a woman who just masturbated in front of you? Unsure of which words to use, he settled for the first thing on his mind.
"That was incredibly sexy," his voice rasped out.
Smiling contentedly up at him, she closed her eyes and slowly stretched out her body, reaching her arms overhead. He noticed that she hadn't taken out the toy yet, which again, he found insanely hot.
Sleepily, Sakura peered at him through one open eye. "So you like biting too, huh?"
"Definitely," he replied, his voice thick with lust. It was nice that she had found her release—twice over—but it was now his turn, and he wasn't sure how much longer he could wait. The tightness he felt was beginning to become more uncomfortable and unbearable.
Trying to be subtle about it, he shifted and attempted to arrange himself into a different position.
"You look a little uncomfortable there, Kakashi."
"I'm okay, for a bit," he grunted. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her roll hers, since it was obvious that she didn't believe that he was okay.
"Mmm... okay. Let me just clean up and then I guess you owe me an orgasm of your own," she teased.
Kakashi watched her as she slowly pushed her hand back under the sheet and between her legs, closing her eyes she pulled the toy out with a small gasp. His eyes widened as he heard the toy slip out of her and the accompanying sounds. Gods, how he wished he was that toy. She breathed rapidly as she pulled the toy out from under the covers, carefully making sure that none of her juices got anywhere else.
And it was completely covered in her release.
His cock twitched at the sight, while his blood hummed and rushed through his veins.
"I'll be right back," she said shyly. As she got up, he could tell that she was walking a little stiffly.
Flopping back onto her bed, he waited as patiently as he could. But all he could smell was her orgasm, her sweet sweat and her desire, and it only made his blood hotter. Thinking it would still be another minute before she returned, he leaned over and nuzzled his face into her pillow and inhaled.
"Kakashi?"
Sighing into the soft fabric he knew he was caught. Rolling back into his spot, he grinned up at her, unashamed of breathing in her delectable scent.
"Your scent is addictive, especially right after an orgasm," he explained without reproach. He watched as she moved into the room with a glass of water and a fresh towel. She paused at her dresser and looked back at him, cocking her head to briefly study him.
"I've always wondered how good your nose is," she wondered out loud as she tossed her soaked panties into the hamper in her closet and pulled out a fresh pair.
"If I hadn't just seen you do what you did, it's good enough to know that you just orgasmed. I can still smell it on you and that toy, despite you trying to clean up." His nose was able to pick up so much more than even that, but that was for another time.
As she bent over once more to pull on a fresh pair, she glanced at him curiously. "So does that mean you can always tell when I masturbate?"
"Yes," he said, observing her walk towards him. "And even when you're just turned on."
"I think that's an unfair advantage," she pouted in jest.
"My blue balls say otherwise," he grunted again.
Her eyes widened a little, undoubtedly realizing how uncomfortable he must be in his state. "Right. Your turn." She slipped back into her bed and laid on her side so she could watch him.
He eyed her carefully as she settled in. With her big green eyes, she looked up at him, waiting for a hint of what he wanted.
"Umm... do you want me to close my eyes while you get yourself, ahh... adjusted?" she asked shyly.
"No, you can watch," he said calmly as he shifted into a comfortable position.
Not able to hold back a toothy grin, he raised a single leg while keeping his eyes on her. He positioned his leg in such a way that her blanket hid everything below his belly button, at least from her angle. But he could clearly see the prominent bulge barely being restrained by his boxers.
Unable to help himself, he took in the sight of her as she watched his hand creeping down his bare chest, crossing over old scars and heated skin, over his abs and taut stomach to just beneath the covers and out of her sight. He enjoyed the expression of blatant curiosity and then disappointment in her eyes as they followed his hand on its path down his body and then beneath the blanket. Something that he assumed she was disappointed when she didn't get to see any more.
However, that would have to wait. As thoroughly enjoyable as it was to tease her to the brink of her sanity, he was about to lose his, if he didn't start releasing some of that building pressure. Regardless of who's sanity would crack first, this would be a night he would remember for the rest of his life.
Making sure that the blanket would conceal him, he reached beneath his boxers and pulled himself free. His cock bounced against his stomach with a quiet smack and he sighed quietly to himself. He felt better now that there was no cloth restricting him. Sometimes even that light restraint of his boxers was frustrating against his sensitive erection.
And since he had watched Sakura bring herself to such a fervent climax, that constant warmth that he felt in his lower belly had only intensified his frustrations. When she came a second time, a hot tingling sensation spread from his lower stomach to his balls and the base of his cock. Thinking back to only moments ago when her moans filled the room, he gripped his erection firmly in one hand.
He began to stroke his cock slowly, drawing out the fervor he felt building there. It only took a few slow strokes to bring his shaft to it's full swollen size, exposing the head of his cock.
Each pull of the skin around the engorged member had his breath catching. He heard a little rustle of the sheets beside him, but he figured that Sakura was just trying to get more comfortable. That is, until he heard her quietly clearing her throat to get his attention.
"Ahhh... would you like some lube, to umm… help?" She didn't sound quite like the same seductress that had asked him to talk to her as she touched herself. She sounded more curious and shy than just moments before.
"What type of lube did you have in mind?" he asked as he eased the movements of his hand to just a light grip.
"Hold out your hand," she said, explaining nothing.
The more hopeful and perverted side of his mind hoped she was talking about her own self-made lube, rather than the bottled kind. To masturbate using her juices as lubrication as she watched would probably be one of the hottest things he'd ever done with a woman he had yet to sleep with.
When he held out his hand as she asked, she pulled out the bottle of lube and pumped a few squirts into his hand. Quirking an eyebrow at her, he stared at the clear liquid puddle in the palm of his hand.
"What?" she asked critically.
"I, uh… didn't expect that." He gave her a bit of a toothy grin, and brought the liquid to the head of his cock and smeared it down the length of the hot flesh.
"Perve," she muttered under her breath.
"Yeah, and you like it. Remember, I can smell how turned on you are right now." Taking a deep breath he regained his pace, with a much more slippery member. Of course nothing would rival sinking into her hot, tight core, but he'd gladly make do and give her the show she earned.
The wet sounds of his hand pumping his lubricated cock filled the room. He didn't want to end it too quickly, both for his own benefit and for hers. Getting her excited and more turned on than she already was, was definitely a priority. Making her give in and beg him for release was still the main goal, of course, but both of them getting satisfaction would be the ultimate prize.
What he wouldn't give for it to be her hand, or mouth… or better yet, her core gripping him, milking him, and edging him to a sweet release. Biting back a groan, his thumb brushed over the slit on the head of his cock.
"Don't stifle your groans on my behalf, Kakashi. Be as loud as you want and need to be," she encouraged.
Sighing loudly, he tilted his head slightly and caught her eyes, while his hand continued to move. "I'm more vocal when I have a partner joining me…" he panted quietly. "...unless you're offering to give me a reason to be more vocal."
"Tease," she muttered again as she continued to watch the movement under the sheet.
"So you've already mentioned. Come on Sakura, why don't you help me out by telling me some more of your kinks and fantasies. That way, we'll keep things even between us," he taunted her.
He could hear the lust drip off her tongue when she spoke next. "Oh? So you want to get off while I talk you through it?"
"Well I think it's only fair, since I helped you out," he groaned just loud enough for her to hear. Once more he saw her eyes shift up his body and back down again. Even though he knew his next move might backfire, he slowed his pumping until he came to a complete stop. Unable to remove his hand from his erection, he waited as patiently as he could for her to talk. However, his ragged breathing betrayed how desperately he needed to continue.
"Why'd you stop?" Sakura whispered, confused.
Enjoying the slightly panicked look in her eyes, he took his time answering her question. "I'm waiting for you to tell me about your kinks and fantasies," he said, his voice husky and strained with need.
"Seriously?"
"Yes. Why do you say it like that? Is it so weird that I want to hear about the things that turn you on. We already know that we share a few things in common, and I get the feeling that there are other similarities." He wasn't sure how much longer he could wait for her to call his bluff, but when he saw a twinkle in her eyes he knew that she was just teasing him and trying to get him to cave in without her divulging her fantasies.
"Well then, I better not keep you waiting any longer," she stated calmly.
It was at that point he knew that even though it was his hand on his cock, she was the one in control.
And he found that incredibly sexy.
Especially when she shifted once more and dragged her warm hand down his bare arm—the same one that held his erection in a firm grip. For a moment, he thought that her hand might continue it's trek down his arm to join his own. But just as her fingers dipped below the thin sheet, her hand backtracked slowly and sensually.
Feeling her fingertips tracing up his arms to his biceps was more intense than he expected. His own breath caught in his chest as she shifted downwards once more, only to stop short once again.
"So you want me to only talk?" she teased. Her fingers danced hotly across his skin, leaving scorching trails along his hypersensitive flesh.
Kakashi was tempted more than ever to cave and beg her to finish him—almost. He did have his pride as a man to uphold. Although, he was starting to think that his pride be damned and let her finish the job.
But that look in her eyes told him that the game was still on, and he wasn't about to back down from a challenge.
Moving his hand slowly downwards on his erection, he answered her with a drawn out groan. "You are welcome to do anything you want that brings you pleasure, so long as you keep your hands to yourself."
Catching the surprised look in her eyes, he couldn't help but chuckle inwardly, and hope that he wouldn't regret his edict. But since he kept his hands off her body while she masturbated only moments ago, it was her turn to just use her words and keep her hands to herself.
Despite him wanting nothing more than to have her hands on his body, teasing and taunting him while bringing him to sweet release, he was still willing to play the game and do everything he could to make her cave.
Damn his pride and his raging need for her.
"Use your words, Sakura. Make me come with your voice. Share your desires with me," he moaned as his hand moved up his cock to the sensitive head.
He enjoyed watching her flush from his words. Eyes wide, cheeks rosy, blushing to the tips of her ears. And once more, she was nibbling on her lip—oh, the things he wanted to do with her lips. But for now, he'd have to settle for just watching them move as she spoke to him.
"If words are all I'm allowed, then that's what you'll get," she purred deviously. "Kakashi, I want you to reach down with your other hand and cup your balls. Caress them as if I would, because I love playing with balls… especially with my mouth."
He groaned loudly at her words, imagining her using that delicious mouth on him.
Doing as she instructed, his hand moved down his body to join the one pumping his cock. When he reached his balls, he cupped them gently, fantasizing that his hand was hers, causing him to lightly growl in his throat and close his eyes while he enjoyed the feeling.
The pressure and heat continued to build in the base of his cock as he continued to play with himself as Sakura watched. He had felt this way a few times before, but only ever when he was deep inside a woman, and never with just his hand.
He knew that it had to be because of their game that he was feeling the heady intensity laced between them. Cracking his eyes open, he saw her emerald eyes watching him so carefully. They were mesmerizing as she studied him, widening slightly each time his pace changed or his breathing hitched. And just when he felt like he was going to erupt, she spoke to him.
"Kakashi," she purred. "You're not allowed to finish until I say so." He groaned when she said that, however for some reason, he felt compelled to abide by her wishes. "Keep playing with yourself, and I'll give you all that you wanted to hear about my fantasies and kinks. Is that fair?"
He grunted as he slowed his pace to draw it out even longer. "Fuck, Sakura. You're going to kill me," he said, waiting with bated breath for her to speak.
"Good thing I'm a medic, and know how to keep you alive," she teased him.
Groaning loudly, he became frustrated with the pillow under his head, so he grabbed it and tossed it across the room with one hand while keeping a grip on his cock with the other. There was only so much longer he could bear to wait.
"I really am enjoying watching your bare face, Kakashi. It's such a wonder to see exactly how you feel with each of your strokes. Of course, a better vantage point would be while on top of you, riding you, letting you fill me up, and letting me be the reason you come," she said as she briefly nibbled on her lip.
His eyes couldn't leave her face as she told him her fantasy. "I love being on top, riding a guy, and being in total control of both of our pleasures."
A pounding heartbeat joined the growing warmth that gathered at the base of his cock. With her words alone, he was certain that he was going to have a powerful orgasm—whenever he was eventually allowed to come.
"On the flip side of that, I love the idea of being thoroughly dominated," she sighed wistfully.
His cock twitched in his hand as he heard the undertone of lust coming through when she spoke.
"The idea of being shared by two men is definitely a fantasy of mine. Being so completely filled by two cocks, at the same time, using me for their pleasure, makes me so hot just thinking about it. Does it make you hot?"
The sheets rustled beside him as she pressed her hand between her legs, trying to alleviate some of the pressure there.
"Or do you prefer to sit back and watch, stroking yourself the way you're doing now, while another man takes me? Your own personal porn show," she mused more to herself than him. "Of course, I wouldn't mind if you decided to join in."
Gripping his cock tightly, he continued to pump his hand down and every once in a while he brushed his thumb over the slit as she elaborated on her fantasies. His low and long groan was the only answer he was going to give her. It wasn't going to be long now. There was no way he could last as she continued to talk.
"Or maybe you'll indulge me in my cock warming fantasy. Would you like that?" she asked with a low moan.
Noticing how her hips rocked into the hand between her legs, was only edging him onwards. The lube on his cock made movement faster and easier as he continued to urge himself to completion.
"Ohhh… I like that so much more, Kakashi. Mmm… It gets me so turned on thinking about getting filled, and oh! I like the idea of masturbating and coming on a thick erection over and over and over again. Making me shudder and shake and grip a hot thick cock." Her voice was rich with lust.
"Fuck, Sakura… I'm gonna come…" he muttered out in a low growl.
"Go on then, come while you think of me keeping your cock warm," she whispered.
Picking up the pace, he tightened his grip as the pressure moved from his balls to his cock and finally to the tip. His balls tightened and he felt his release at the tip of his cock, and then with a loud groan and a body shaking jerk, he was spasming and his cum erupted and splashed across his chest.
His body wound tighter with each gush of fluids that burst from him. Unable to help himself, his eyes closed and he tossed his head back with a low growl, and thought only of Sakura.
The pleasure was so overpowering it was almost painful as he continued to spasm. With each gasp of breath, he drew in her scent, which only continued to prolong his orgasm.
When his body was finally spent, he melted into the soft bed, dropping his leg, not caring if the sheet hid his erection or not. His blood was still hotly pumping through his body, making him see things behind his closed eyelids. His chest was heaving laboriously with each deep breath he took as he tried to come down from the intensity of the orgasm that racked his body.
There wasn't a better feeling than a powerful surge and climax that wiped all thoughts from the mind. He was almost too happy to even want to open his eyes, so when he felt the bed move with her shifting, he didn't think much of it.
Until he felt her hot tongue slowly lick his chest, right across his nipple, leaving a scorching trail in its wake. Eyes springing open, he could see her tongue lapping up some of the mess he made, making his breath catch in his chest.
And his cock twitch, despite being exhausted.
Dropping his head back onto the bare mattress, he let his eyes roll into the back of his head.
"Fuck, Sakura. You're killing me," he said more harshly than he expected.
He never expected her to do something like that. But he wasn't about to chastise her.
"Maybe I should have asked, but I was curious about how you tasted," she hummed.
He could hear her lick her lips as she was perched above him, his body still shuddering from his orgasm while his mind soared. One was satisfied while the other had yet to be slaked.
How he was tempted to surrender to the seductress beside him, and beg her for more. How he wished for her tongue to be the end of him.
"You taste good, Kakashi," she stated too innocently.
Groaning in reply, he cracked open an eye to catch her devious grin.
"You're a tease," he said tiredly. He took another deep breath to steady his nerves and try to regain his balance in the game.
"Isn't that the point Kakashi? Tease each other until the other gives in and begs?" she asked as she rested on her side, hand supporting her head, and the other back to running a light touch up and down his arm.
He sighed, and a shiver passed across his body as she continued to play. He knew he needed to stall in order to recover.
He reached down and slipped his slowly softening cock back into his boxers, and stared at the mess still covering his torso. Sakura's eyes widened as she saw what he looked at.
"Here, I brought in a clean towel for you to clean up with." She had reached around to her side table and presented him with a damp towel. "Sorry, it's probably cooled down now, but it'll still work to clean you up."
And rather than handing him the towel to see to his own mess, she moved to her knees and began to wipe away the cum that dotted his chest.
Gasping as the chilled towel touched his hot skin, it did nothing to cool his ardor. Her soft intimate touches made his belly flex and tense as the torture continued.
"I'm done," he declared as he once more dropped his head back on the mattress.
"What do you mean?" She had finished cleaning him up and stared at him curiously.
"I mean, I'm done," he mumbled.
Her eyes widened and lightened in triumph. She tossed the dirty towel behind her, towards the hamper and climbed on top of him. Perching herself on his abdomen, she leaned over him while moving his arms so that she could pin them above his head.
Her grin and delight could barely be contained. "I've won against the mighty Kakashi!" she chanted as she looked down at his face.
Raising an eyebrow, he looked at how exuberant she was at her alleged win. But he was far from being finished with their game.
She had won that battle, but he was still determined to win the war.
In a quick succession of movements, he grabbed her wrists, snaked a leg between hers and flipped her onto her back, reversing their positions efficiently. She looked so miffed when he pinned her hands above her head with one hand and let his hips press into hers.
"No, you little vixen. You haven't won," he smirked at her. He felt her hips shift below his, but he wasn't about to give an inch. "I'm just done for the night. Tomorrow is a whole new day for you to continue to try to seduce me."
He couldn't let her know how close she had gotten to making him beg, making him cave to her eager prowess. Her face shifted into that of a petulant child, which only made his grin grow wider.
And rather than allow her to gain the momentum to push him off, he allowed his body to collapse on hers, letting her feel his full weight pressing her down. He turned his head and nudged his nose into her hair and relaxed against her, breathing in her scent, pretending to not feel any of her squirming or struggles.
"Kakashi," she growled, "You're heavy. Get off." She tried to push at him, but he knew she wasn't trying very hard, since she didn't dip into her massive strength to force him off.
"No," he replied sleepily. "Get used to it."
Her body was a perfect mix of soft and firm as he settled against her and began to fall asleep, doing his best to ignore the way her hot skin felt against his own.
"Kakashi," she growled, gearing up for another clash.
"Relax, Sakura. Go to sleep," he murmured reassuringly. He pressed his lips into her hair and felt her grow stiff at the softness of his act.
The room was dead silent between them except for their breathing and heartbeats. Kakashi waited to see what she would do to his imposing body, but when she took a deep breath and relaxed, he felt the last tensions in his body begin to drift away.
"You're insufferable," she stated as she pushed at his shoulder lightly, trying to shift him to find a more comfortable position.
"Maybe, but you seem to enjoy it well enough," he teased before taking a deep breath of her scent through his nose, noting the spice and desire that emanated off her. "Enough to maybe go for another round?"
"Insufferable and insatiable," Sakura grumbled.
Kakashi chuckled against her skin. "Yes, but I can smell how aroused you are." He partially shifted his body to the side, which stopped him from crushing her, but made sure he continued to pin her down.
"Well what do you expect when I have an enthusiastic, half-naked man on top of me?" she huffed.
"Oh, you have no idea how enthusiastic I can be with the right motivation," he said, allowing his voice to rumble in his chest and against her body. Tilting his head to brush his lips against her ear, he whispered "Now get some sleep, because tomorrow is a whole new day and I have plans to make you beg. So you need to be well rested."
He pulled her tightly against his body, cutting off any further comments she might have.
Kakashi was cocky enough to make sure that he was going to have the last words tonight and again tomorrow—his pride demanded it.
To be continued...
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