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35. Meanwhile in Konoha
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In the dark of the night the infamous copy-nin sat noiselessly on his bed shaking. He was alone in his bedroom which was bathed in shadows of the moonlight. This time it was different. Without being aware she had connected with him in her dreams regularly, but this was a whole new level. Somehow he had woken up, seeing strange snippets through the eyes of another person. He couldn't stand it any longer and tried to connect with her from the other side.
Please remember, Sakura. Please!
Remember me…
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Kakashi was in a horrible state. Sleep-deprived, no appetite, heartache, no concentration and suffering from the unnerving activities at the office. He was a shadow of himself.
Come back to me…
Over the last months he had tried to connect with her in her dreams, surprisingly he could not get through. His chakra felt like running against high concrete. The path was blocked. Sasuke had told him she would find him when she's ready and he shouldn't try to push her. He should be patient and let her heal on her own. Otherwise he could see things that he better not see or even disturb her healing process.
But he could not control himself anymore, he needed to know if she was alright. Through the snippets of her perception he had detected pain. The moment he succeeded for the first time and saw what caused her discomfort tore his world down. He cursed himself for what he had to witness now, the view he got through her eyes was enough to bring him down to tears.
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She and Gaara were…
He pinched the bridge of his nose and clenched his eyes.
Please let this be a bad nightmare only.
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A thick tear fell down from his sharingan, it was dark red and resembled the vulnerability of his very soul. Soundlessly he stood up and dragged himself into the kitchen to ease his dry throat with some cold water. There he stood by the sink, the very same sink they had been washing the dishes the night they had finally given in. He held the edge of the sink in a strong grip until the veins underneath his skin became visible.
Tsunade had told him that whatever would happen he should be thankful she had saved his life. For the sake of Konoha, Sakura had saved the hokage's life. Konoha needed him, but it wasn't the same without her. He was not the same without her. Even in the times back then when they had tried to keep a platonic friendship had been better than what it was now. Ruffling his hair he forced one foot in front of the other to get back into his bedroom. He had to try to get a few more hours of much needed sleep at least.
As Kakashi crawled back into his bed, he did not even complain about the pug lying there all curled up. He could not remember summoning him, but at that moment he did not even care. The warm ball of fur by his feet did calm his nerves down a bit.
His eyes became heavy and he finally drifted off into sleep.
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"Sakura, I want you to look me deep in the eyes. Focus on my sharingan." There was his deep low voice again which drove her crazy.
"What?! NO!" She shrieked.
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"I promise it won't hurt you. It's not only a weapon, Sakura. Do you trust me?" he said huskily.
She took a deep, calming breath.
"Yes, sensei!" and she did what she was told.
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The pinkette saw a scene from his perspective as he entered a room made of stone walls with candles all around.
There was an almost naked blonde woman tied with her wrists in ropes hanging from the ceiling. He stepped in front of her.
"Good evening, Akari. If you are ready to play, tell me your safewords!"
"My safeword is mountain, my slowword is spruce and my goword is stream."
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"Good. You are not allowed to speak until I ask you a question. You are only allowed to answer with "Yes Sir" or "No Sir" unless I tell you otherwise. Your only exceptions are "Thank you Sir" and your safewords.
You chose the following safewords:
If you want me to stop say Mountain.
If you want me to slow down say spruce.
If you want me to intensify an activity say stream.
Correct?"
"Yes Sir."
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"Get down on your knees and face the floor!"
The blonde woman nodded and kneeled down. The rope was long enough that her arms were now a bit drawn up.
"Open your mouth."
She obeyed and he put a riding crop between her teeth. He encircled her slowly.
"Good."
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Then he walked up to her and freed her from the ceiling.
"Stand up." With the rope in his hands he guided her to bend over the desk, which was standing on one of the walls. Then he took the crop in his hands.
"You forgot to wear your collar today." His hands grabbed her hair and pressed her face down onto the surface. His tone was menacing.
"I'm sorry Sir." She whispered trembling.
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"Ten lashes with the tool of your choice. I will complement it with a toy of my choice."
Her body shuddered.
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"So what will it be?"
"The leather flogger please, Sir."
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"Good choice." He ripped her panties apart and threw them away.
Then he went to a wooden chest and got the chosen items.
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With one hand he put some lube on his selected toy. Then he let the leather straps of the flogger brush over her back. It seemed she was a little ticklish. He chuckled lowly.
"Stand still."
Slowly he set the metal plug at its entrance and guided it in leisurely.
The woman squirmed at first, but he pressed her back down on the surface.
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"I said stand still. You should have known better and wear the collar."
It was fully inside as the first flog came down on her.
"Count from ten downwards!"
The woman groaned and began to count with every stroke.
She seemed to enjoy it, as weird as Sakura found it.
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"One" She laid her head down on the desk and breathed heavily.
"Good girl." Kakashi let the flogger fall to the floor with a loud knock and she startled.
He chuckled lowly and he went to get a candle and a bowl with ice cubes.
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He started with an ice cube and let it travel over her reddened ass cheeks. Suddenly he poured some hot wax on her shoulders and got her by surprise.
She groaned and squirmed and he repeated both actions on different body parts. In between he twisted her plug, which earned him loud erotic moans. He chuckled.
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"Stand up and get on your back on the sling. Use the blindfold."
She did as she was told and he took position in between her legs, before he put his mask down.
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"Keep your hands behind your head. You are not allowed to cum until I tell you to. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir."
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Chuckling lowly he began to kiss her thighs, he bit them, then licked them before biting them again.
Her moans became imploring, his hands found her wet opening and probed it agonizingly slowly. Between thumb and index finger he pinched her bundle of nerves a few times, earning him cries of pleasurable pain from his playmate.
He chuckled lowly before he started to lick from time to time over her pearl, his finger curling deep inside of her.
Her whole body trembled.
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"Do you want to cum?"
"Yes Sir, please!"
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"Not now, Akari." He chuckled dangerously and pulled out his fingers, she whimpered due to the loss.
Suddenly he poured some wax on her stomach. She screamed in sweet agony, next he circled her nipples with ice cubes and she moaned and reared up slightly.
Sakura thought it incredibly sexy.
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His ice-cold fingers started to caress her womanhood again.
Her feet cramped, she seemed to be so close. Sakura could nearly feel her own feet seizing.
There was again his erotic chuckle.
"You're allowed to cum now, …"
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In his ego perspective she saw him look up at the woman from between her thighs and all of a sudden she saw herself lying there instead of the blonde.
"…Sakura!"
With her name said in a flash she found herself being swapped into the blindfolded ego perspective of the woman and felt his mouth descending on her most sensitive parts.
She cried out and trembled, his tongue felt incredible. It was obvious he wasn't just highly-skilled in ninja arts, Kakashi knew exactly what he did to please a woman. He chuckled lowly as he licked her pearl in wavy circles and gently applied pressure on her butt plug in just the right moment as a mind-blowing orgasm hit her and let all the pent up tension of the last unsatisfying years burst.
He knew something was wrong. The woman had changed into her by mistake, but not only looked the woman suddenly like Sakura, he had little doubt that a certain pinkette could feel what the woman had felt in the scene.
"AAAaaahhh, Kakashi-Sen-seeiii!"
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Kakashi snapped, as he noticed her all too real orgasm he abruptly stopped the illusion. He was confused as hell.
How did that happen? Seemingly she really got her first orgasm due to his sharingan. Damn, that's hot! No, I mean it's not! Dammit!
The great copy-nin acted as normal as he could, almost as nothing had happened a few moments ago.
Maybe it was just my own damn imagination?
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He went back to business style and sat down on the desk again.
"You see? Please name the practises you saw in that particular short scene."
Sakura's cheeks were crimson, a light shine of sweat had formed on her forehead and he noticed the slight tremble of her body.
"Dom/sub play, some kind of bondage, orgasm control, enhancing senses due to fire and ice, anal plug insertion, body language, and… and…"
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"And?" He crossed his arms over his chest.
"Oral sex", she whispered looking at the floor.
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He chuckled dangerously low.
"So do you have an idea now, how all the components work together?"
She nodded.
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"Good, I think you're ready for the next level. Tomorrow we have a meeting with the hokage. We'll decide the next steps then."
Sakura nodded and he left.
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She was still stunned as hell after her first orgasm. Now she knew what the girls had been talking about for all those years.
I guess I missed the connection eventually. I've never thought it to be that fun!
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And very vividly he went through his inglorious relief in the shower.
Later he was serious that it had been true. No one other than the great infamous copy-nin was the one who accidentally bestowed the first orgasm on her.
Kakashi struggled to get her moaning his name at her peak out of his head. After a long run he went home and took a cold shower, but this time it wasn't enough. He had to find a remedy.
As he was standing under the chilly spray he absent-mindedly recalled the memories of her during the training. He remembered when she had put on that black corsage with the collar, aimlessly his hand wandered down from his neck over his prominent pectorals to his toned abs into the direction of his manhood. The elite jounin recollected their touches. She had been so responsive to him no matter what he had done.
Seemingly his fingers developed a life of their own and began to stroke his erect member slowly. With closed eyes he looked back upon the moment in her apartment when they had almost kissed. The cold water dripped on his neck and between his shoulder blades, as he leaned forward to prop up a hand on the tiles. His other hand slid up and down his sturdy length, creating sweet friction and sensual pressure as his breath quickened.
The next scene Kakashi reminisced had been in the dungeon. Sakura had been wearing the green lingerie with the secret butt plug underneath as he had collared her. He couldn't hold back a groan anymore.
That memory mixed with the still present echo of her moaning his name let him fall over the edge.
He came hard on the tiles.
The great copy-nin stood there in his shower riding out the last waves of his orgasm as he began to feel guilty for lusting over his student. He shuddered and laid his forehead on the cold, white tiles. The silver-head felt like a dirty teenager who had lost control over his own body and mind.
What a fucked up situation.
(The Fail of a Mission, Chapter 16)
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He woke up again, shaking heavily. Did she even know what she was doing to him? He was on the brink of insanity. That was cruel, even if it could be a sign for her to slowly get her memory back. But that memory he had planted into her brain so long ago happened by accident during their training in Konoha.
Will it be like this forever? Will you haunt me without knowing until my dying day? My penalty for taking the forbidden apple.
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Sakura shrieked up in the bed, which had been Kakashi's three years ago.
Oh my God, what did I just see? He was in the shower alone. Did he really? Of all things, why do I dream about that?
The sun would rise soon, so she decided to get back up into the hokage's apartment, before Gaara would find out that she was missing.
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