Author's note: I am SO SORRY about how long it's taken to get this chapter out. I've been so busy, but I promise I'll be doing a chapter a week at least. Thank you all for being so patient with me! Alright, y'all have waited long enough. LEMON. May I recommend some music to listen to you read this? Being the smut-slut I am, it's prudent to have good music to go with the scene. Sets the mood, if you know what I mean *wink wink* *nudge nudge* Here's a list of songs I've decided are perfect for these two: Suffer- Charlie Puth, Pillow Talk- Zayn, Get You- Daniel Caesar, Unravel Me- Sabrina Claudio (one of the best ones), Stand Still- Sabrina Claudio, Skin- Dijon, Frozen- Sabrina Claudio, Poison- Brent Faiyaz (also a really good one.) Okily dokily oh, kitties. Light some candles, set the mood, and read on (; as always, reviews will encourage my hamster to stop stripping just to pay her way through medical school and go get that intern job she'd always wanted.
Kakashi watched Sakura's eyes flutter as sleep consumed her. Dark eyes flicked over the marks he had left her, and he told himself those would be the only type of bruises he'd ever let her have again. He knew it, in his heart he knew he had fallen for this woman. He didn't understand it, but he stopped trying to rationalize it long ago. He stopped trying to make sense of the way he was feeling, and for once just allow himself to simply feel.
Sakura was it for him.
He'd do everything in his power to win her over completely, and then he'd do everything in his power to keep her there. His own words seemed to echo in his head, and they rang true. He'd never felt this way for another woman like he did Sakura. He'd never been so willing to throw it all away for someone, but here he was braced and ready for whatever should come. The only people he told himself he'd happily die for was his team; Sakura was one of them, now. In the time he's gotten to know her, he's seen her heart for what it is and treasured it. He understood there was so much more to unravel, but it was a process that he was all too willing to go through for the rest of his days. He wanted mornings with her, breakfast and TV dramas. He wanted to go grocery shopping with her, regular walks with the dogs, and vacations to unusual places. He wanted to be wholly wrapped in her world, and have her wholly wrapped in his world. He wanted to share things with her, provide for her, and support her.
Gods damn it all, he loved her.
Kakashi knew he couldn't stop his line of work, he never would, really. But he'd do his best to make sure Sakura felt as safe as possible, and that she fully understood that he was a professional. He also knew she would never feel safe until Sota was captured for good, which reminded him of what he needed to do.
With one last glance at Sakura, he ran his hand along her smooth cheek; lingering on the scars there before turning on his heel out of the bedroom and back into the living room. Everyone's heads raised as he walked in, expressions expectant as they waited for him to speak.
"I know you're all drunk," he began. "But before you crash we need to talk about tomorrow."
"You mean today," Kiba corrected with a grin.
"Right. Let's go over what we're doing again."
Shikamaru, who had been sprawled across Temari, sat up; his back popping loudly as he did. "Neji and Shino found out about Hisato's whereabouts—Naruto, Neji, Shino, you, and I are going to sneak into Hisato's location and capture him. Ino did a good job and scrounging up information on the things the man's done, so we've got enough proof to hand him over to the detectives and turn him in. It's just getting to him that may be the problem."
"Shouldn't be," Kiba remarked. "He's way too out of shape for us not to catch."
"Be that as it may," Shika sighed. "He's got a group of men doing rounds on his location all the time because he handles the finances and deals with clients. So, I'm going in under the guise of being a potential buyer—Shino pulled a name from the Bingo Book of a man with the reputation of a well-known buyer, however no one knows what he looks like; it's the perfect cover up. Hisato is so hard on getting Sota good money that he'll let me in, no sweat. Once I'm in, I'll let the rest know how many grunts I come across. Once I'm in the man's office and we're talking, You, Naruto, and Neji are in charge of ticking the men off by whatever means necessary. Get the men on the outside first and then get them on the inside. Once Neji gives me the all clear, I'll give the cue for you, him, and Naruto to come into the office. From there, we'll snag the rat bastard and bring him to the club for questioning. If anyone of Sota's three pigs should know where Sota hides out at, it has to be the man that handle's his money and sales."
"What about tweedle dee and tweedle dum?" Kakashi inquired, pulling up a kitchen chair to plop down on it; elbows propped on his knees, hands clasped together. "How do we know they're not hanging around the joint?"
Shino shook his head, "We've learned the brothers Reiji and Riichi hate Hisato. A grunt we got ahold of told us that there have been several occasions that the older brother nearly beat the man to death. So, out of the three of them; Hisato isn't a priority, not to the brothers, at least. He's the weakest link, so he'll be the easiest to take out."
"Excellent, what time is this being executed?"
"There's a window of time Hisato accepts 'walk-ins' so to speak, according to a grunt. From 7 to 9, so Shika will be arriving at 7 sharp, just in case anyone else is trying to see Hisato as well," Neji remarked with a slow nod. "Once Shika steps in and gives us a count internally, we'll strike and make our way in."
"Got it. Keep us updated at all points from the inside," Kakashi asserted. "We've got to make sure this goes as smoothly as possible, as quick as possible. If one of the grunts alerts the brothers or even Sota, we will have to retreat. We really can't risk being found out, not until we know where Sota is planning on taking off to."
"How many men does Sota have working for him, anyways," Tenten yawned. "We've captured so many this month, I've lost count."
"Unfortunately, the Yakuza has an endless supply of grunts," Kakashi exclaimed, leaning back into the chair. "From what I reckon, however, they'll have to narrow down at some point. The head boss can give Sota only so many men before he starts to become suspicious—so that only works in our favor, because the moment the boss gets wind of Sota's little escapade he'll off Sota in an instant because he's essentially jeopardizing the Yakuza for his own gain; a feat a crime lord won't be too fond of."
"Are you sure about that?" Gaara piped up, arms crossed and peering intensely. "Couldn't Sota simply convince the crime lord that Sakura needs to be outed? He could easily tell him that she knows what Sota does and she's a liability. Then he'd have not just that chapter, but the whole of the Yakuza on his side."
"Not entirely," Shika enunciated. "As far as we know, Sota is on thin ice with the crime lord as it is. Several of the grunts said the same thing along the lines of Sota's funding being cut short or Sota being replaced because he's sloppy. Apparently, Sakura is not the first woman he's been hellbent over. There have been multiple women that he's done something like this to; the only difference is that he usually captures the women by now. So, chances are this is something that Sota has had to of gone to the crime lord about before and he's been reprimanded; it's old news and as we all know, the crime lord is a smart man."
"So Sota isn't a priority to the Yakuza," Gaara articulated slowly.
"Exactly," Shika nodded. "Meaning if he's out of the picture, it'll be a favor to the Yakuza."
"Does that mean that the sex trafficking chapter will be shut down?" Temari questioned, leaning over Shika's shoulder.
Kakashi plucked a shoulder, "In our area, temporarily; yes. It'll only be a matter of time before the Yakuza find a new man. However, they're bound to hold off for a good amount of time if they feel like they're being sniffed out by the government. Right now, the detectives want Sota and all his monkies; that's our job."
"Who's going to stay here with Sakura tomorrow?" Hinata piped up softly, rubbing sleep out of her eyes.
"Well, we've got Gaara, Kiba, and Shino holding out at the club for when we bring Hisato in. Ino is working, Temari is on a different job with Tenten and Hinata. That leaves Choji and Lee," Kakashi ticked off, glancing between the two.
"We'll both stay here," Choji confirmed with a curt nod. "Since most of you are off on a major job for Sota, it's best we both stay—just in case."
Lee nodded in agreement, "He's right. We can both stay here until we get word that everything has been finalized."
Kakashi smiled, "Great, I really appreciate it. Keep your eyes peeled while you're here. When everything is said and done, I'll call you to let you know I'm on my way back."
"Sounds like a plan," Choji proclaimed, leaning back on his hands. "We'll show up around nine in the morning."
"Alright, well," Kakashi looked down at an imaginary watch. "It's late, we've got a lot to do here soon. Feel free to crash where ever; there are blankets in the linen closet in the hallway. I'll meet all of you at the club early tomorrow morning."
"We'll leave," Shika remarked, moving to his feet and pulling Temari up with him. "I'm good to drive, I didn't drink much anyways. Hinata, Naruto, Choji; you're coming with us, right?"
Naruto stood, stretching his body taunt and yawning loudly, "Yeah, we're coming."
"I'll drive your car, Kiba," Shino remarked, moving to his feet as well.
"Good," Kiba huffed. "I thought I was going to be the only one crashing here."
"What," Kakashi chuckled. "You all hate me that much?"
"No," Ino grinned, looping her bag over her shoulder. "We just figured we'd give you and Sakura some space."
"She's passed out," Kakashi simpered, standing up and stretching his body out as well.
"Doesn't mean you can't wake her up," She snickered, wiggling her eyebrows and following the line out the door.
"You're a monster, Ino."
Ino winked, "Hardly. Oh, I meant to tell you," she turned to face Kakashi fully, icy blue eyes earnest. "If you two end up getting physical, please do make sure you're being careful with her. She's still healing, the last thing we need right now is for her to get hurt again or those stitches to open back up."
"I understand, Ino," Kakashi imparted, hand raised up with his palm facing her. "If anything happens, I'll be more than careful."
Ino shook her head, her expression skeptical, "It's not a matter of if, Kakashi. Don't be surprised if you wake up and she's assaulting you."
"Wouldn't be the first time," he smirked, hand now on the front door and holding it open for her. Almost everyone else had left, except the rest of the team she carpooled with were sitting in the car and waiting.
"I really like Sakura," Ino commented, eyes widening with sincerity. "I really want her to be apart of our fucked-up family."
"Me too, Ino."
"So, do us all a favor and don't fuck it up, okay?" Ino advised with a sweet smile.
Kakashi traced a 'X' over his chest with his index finger, "Cross my heart."
Ino punched Kakashi on the arm lightly before turning around and hopping in the car. He watched them back up and pull away; peering around the area once more, shutting the door and locking every lock on it. Kakashi made it a quick job of cleaning up the house, shutting off every light on his way to the bedroom. As quietly as he possibly could be, he opened up the door and slid in; regarding Sakura's crass form.
The blanket that he had pulled over her was tossed off to the side of the bed, and she was sprawled out on her back with her arms splayed out on either side of her; her legs stretched out wide diagonally across the bed. Her light snoring could be heard along with the hum of the ceiling fan, and Kakashi couldn't help but laugh quietly to himself. As quick as he could, he pulled out his phone from his pocket and snapped a picture; chuckling under his breath and muttering, "Blackmail..."
Once he finished up a quick shower and brushed his teeth, Kakashi ambled towards the bed; opting to sleep in just his boxers this time around and not sweats like he had been. He usually slept in just boxers at any rate, but since Sakura has been staying at the house he chose sweats out of respect for her. Now that a line has been crossed between them, he figured no harm no foul. He stood by the side of the bed, reaching over to grab Sakura's leg and gently drag her to reposition her. Moving her, her body felt three times heavier than what she usually feels, telling him that she was beyond relaxed and beyond passed out. Even as he moved to the other side and slid in bed, hooking his arm around her to pull her close to spoon her; she didn't stir in the slightest.
Holding her, Kakashi couldn't deny the perfect way her body fit with his. The curves of her body met with the plain of his, her breath rose and fell with his, and he could almost hear the slow heavy thud of her heartbeat matching his. He nuzzled his nose at the nape of her neck, smelling her roses and honey flavor he'd come to recognize and long for. He'd never met a woman who made him feel so strong and weak at the same time, that challenged who he was as a man, and encouraged him to be an even better one. Holding her, he realized nothing in the world had never felt so right as it felt with her in his arms. He pulled her in tighter, drifting off to sleep with the faint sound of her snoring sending him off.
Blood was pulsing loud in his ears when he woke up. His skin felt hot and all of his muscles were tensed; coiled tight and ready to spring. He shot up, glancing around the room with sharp eyes to see if anything was amiss. Sakura was curled up next to him, her head facing the wall and her ass jutted out where it had fit in the curve of his body. Glancing down, he realized what had got his blood racing to begin with. Standing loud and proud from behind the thin fabric of his boxers was his member; ready to rock. Being a man, this wasn't unknown to him in the wee hours of the morning, however he knew the difference between needing to go to the restroom and needing to romp around.
It was whole-heartedly the latter.
He gazed down at her frame, her curves being hugged by the blanket; hair splayed out on the pillow like pink rays of sunshine and he found himself leaning over to inhale her sweet scent. Kakashi didn't really know what it was about the way a woman smelled that he found so erotic, but he was a man of all six senses of which Sakura catered to easily. Her smell drew him in, her taste made his mouth water, her sound drove him, her sight egged him, and her touch fanned the flames of his desire. He was a man by all means, and though he'd take all the time in the world to make sure everything was under Sakura's consent; it doesn't mean it hasn't been somewhat of a struggle for him. From the first moment he laid eyes on her, he wanted to bed her. From the first interaction with her, he wanted to know her. From that first morning when she could eat solid food again, the cute way she danced alongside him and expertly poured up a cup of coffee for him; he wanted to wed her. All things take time, he understood that; and he was an incredibly patient man. That being said, he knew without a single doubt in his mind Sakura was really it for him. Should something happen; should she not feel the same, should she step away, or even if she ever fell out of love with him; he'd not let himself grow bitter. He would treasure that season of his life, if that were the case.
The season of love.
He'd bask in it, as much as he possibly could.
Should things ever change, he'd hope that he'd leave a mark on Sakura. Not in a way that would hurt or hinder her, but in a manner he'd hope she can think back fondly on. He'd happily be the stepping stool to bigger and better, if it meant Sakura's ultimate happiness. She deserved the world, and should she feel like she can't get it with him; he hopes he can be an example other men would have to lead by. He would be lying if the thought of losing Sakura didn't devastate him—he thought about it randomly and would feel his heart sink. He tried his best not to dwell on the topic often, however it is a topic of possibility because if anyone knew that the future was uncertain; it was Kakashi. He decided he'd make the most of every moment, and even if Sakura being wholly his was solidified; he'd still make the most. She was a woman he never wanted to take for granted.
He'd never felt so goddamned lovey dovey like this a day in his life until he met Sakura.
It was appalling, a feeling he wasn't absolutely used to. Regardless, it was a feeling he was going to embrace with open arms; no matter the end result.
From the bed came a hefty breath, followed with Sakura's body shifting under the blankets; settling for laying on her side, arms tucked under the pillow and the knee of her left leg pulled up. She wiggled her head into the pillow several times before stilling completely again. Kakashi leaned over Sakura, lowering his face in to kiss her on the temple in several small pecks. Just as he was about to pull away to take a brisk shower to offset all the blood rushing to the lower half of his body; Sakura rustled, moving her head and shifting her legs.
"Hmmh?" she croaked sleepily, pinching her shoulder blades together as her arms went out in front of her in a lazy stretch.
"Hey," Kakashi muttered, kissing from her temple to the top of her shoulder and slowly peeling back the blanket to reveal her nearly naked form. He had almost forgot she was just in her bra and panties, and the sight of her stretched out on his bed barely waking up made his heart thud hard in his chest.
What did that book say again...? Something about falling in love in the mornings...?
He couldn't remember.
He only wanted to act.
Kakashi pressed his body closer to hers, leaning over to kiss her cheek again, grinning when her little pink brows twitched down in an expression of annoyance. Neither of them were morning people by a longshot, so it wasn't a surprise to him she was expressing attitude. He found her sleepy disdain unendingly cute.
"Mmhng..." she grunted raspily, her stomach tightening when Kakashi ran his hand over the cinch of her waist and up her torso. "What time is it?"
Kakashi glanced at the bedside clock reading 6:22 AM. "Early," he answered, leaning over her more and pressing his body over hers to capture her pink lips in an indolent kiss.
Sakura turned her head to better meet him, kissing Kakashi back in chaste, languid kisses; freezing only when Kakashi nipped on her lower lip, running his tongue along the seam for entrance. She planted her hands on his shoulders to push him up. "I need to brush my teeth," she chafed, slowly blinking emerald eyes and settling to close them again.
Kakashi pushed past her palms, kissing her again, "I don't care." He continued to kiss her, tracing small circles over her stomach with his fingertips as he did; feeling her skin breakout in goosebumps underneath his touch. From the top of her shoulder down to the rise of her hip, Kakashi kissed down Sakura's frame as Sakura stretched her body taunt; closing his mouth over her tightening calf and back up to the highest curve of her hip again. His hands roved in light caresses over her flesh, down her arms and up the expanse of her back to grip the nape of her neck in a soft squeeze; smiling against her skin when Sakura let out a content sigh, rolling her head against his hand.
Starting at the top of her shoulder again, Kakashi repeated the action; kissing his way down until his lips met the fabric of her panties. He gathered the edge of the fabric between his teeth, slowly peeling them down her body; over her hips, down her thighs and tossing them to the side once they were pulled past her feet. He kissed his way from the top of her feet to her thigh, grabbing her hips and turning her over on her back. Just as he adjusted her legs on either side of his body and started shouldering his way between them; Sakura squeezed her knees together, trapping Kakashi's head in between her kneecaps and holding him there.
"What are you doing?" Sakura inquired nervously, sitting up slightly to look down at him.
Kakashi shook his head, knocking her knees off of him and jerking her hips down so that her legs spread apart further and his face was only inches away from her core. "Just let me eat your pussy, Usagi," Kakashi rumbled, moving his hands to her innermost thighs and opening her up wider for his viewing pleasure. On the inside of her thighs he caught the gleam of her desire, coating her sex and overwhelming his senses. He ran the tip of his nose over the top of her middle, inhaling deeply and smirking from in between her legs. "Tell me, Sakura," he hummed, flicking the tip of his tongue across her swollen bud and reveling in the manner of Sakura's whole-body flinching. "Why are you so wet already?"
"Because you're fucking ho-"
Sakura's sentence was cut off with a soft wail when he closed his mouth over her core; tugging at her clit with his tongue and teeth in a manner that had her quivering in seconds. Her small hands immediately knotted themselves in his hair, her hips gyrating in slow circles against his wet tongue; twitching every time his tongue ran hard over her clit. He kept his hands wrapped around her moving hips, easily following the erratic motion of her body and tightening with excitement as her cries gradually grew louder. Running his tongue from the top of her cleft down, he traced her opening in small tight circles before thrusting his pliable muscle into her as far and as deep as he could. Sakura's body lurched and her legs around him tightened at the new action, her moans changing pitch when he pulled his tongue out slow and shoved it back in; velvet walls contracting around the muscle with every push. Sakura's hips changed motion, rocking up and down on his tongue in attempts to be filled deeper and harder. Above him, he could hear her breathing coming in quick pants; he pulled away, nibbling on the soft skin of her inner thigh.
"Do you like this, Sakura?" He licked along the seam of her hips and thigh. "Do you like getting tongue fucked by me, little bunny?"
"Yes," she breathed, rolling her head along the pillow.
"Do you want more?" He circled her clit with his tongue, sucking on it in rapid pulses so aggressive that Sakura's body began to tremor and twitch wildly, her leg coming up to push him away due to the rising stimulation. With his free hand, he folded her leg over to the side and continued his ministrations; humming around her clit and hearing Sakura moan deeply in response.
"K-Kakashi...I...I can't, it's too much," Sakura choked out in broken huffs, her hips thrusting up and coming down on two waiting long fingers. Her breath hitched, and she pulled her hips up again to slam them down on his hand while he continued to mercilessly suck on her swollen pearl.
"Oh yes you can, bunny," Kakashi replied darkly, removing his fingers and thrusting his tongue in her once again. His hand, slick with her own desire, ran up her cleft to settle on her clit; rubbing circles over it with increasing speed and pressure that sent Sakura over the edge.
She cried out, her hips jerking over his thrusting tongue. He continued to rub circles over her clit, each movement furthering her shuddering orgasm. He could feel her walls flex over his tongue, squeezing it at the same time more liquid poured onto his tongue and face; dripping out and all over the bed in front of him. Sakura's quaking slowed to shivers that came in waves, her hands loosening their vice-like grasp on his silver locks. He moved to sit up at the same time Sakura cracked open her eyes, widening when they took him in.
Sakura gasped, "Your face..."
"Ah, this old thing?" Kakashi chuckled, dragging his arm across his face to clean off her essence.
Her cheeks reddened, "I'm sorry."
Kakashi shook his head, climbing up her body to kiss her deeply. "Don't be sorry. You can cover me in your cum anytime you'd like. I'd happily bathe in it, Usagi. You taste so good and smell so sweet, go ahead and mark me as your territory so everyone knows. Now, take off your bra."
Sakura bit down on her lip, her pink cheeks growing a deeper red as she sat up slightly to remove her bra while Kakashi showered her neck and chest with open-mouthed kisses. His body throbbed, his blood pulsed, and his mind became one-track. Whatever reasoning he had left was tossed out the window, leaving him to be a man of only instinct at the moment. He wanted to do what his body was screaming at him to do, and what her body was practically begging him to do with how wet she is. He was surrounded by her, and he could still taste her on his tongue. He wanted nothing more than to be buried in her deep, making her cry out until she was unable to speak at all. He wanted to be connected to her body, to touch the innermost depths of her flesh and soul. He wanted to feel her contract around him, he wanted to suffocate and drown within her. He wanted to become addicted to her release, seeking it day in and day out. He'd chase it all over the world, if it meant he was the reason she was a victim to pleasure over and over again.
Tossing the bra to the side, Sakura laid back down; grabbing Kakashi's face with both of her hands to pull him in for a kiss. She pressed her tongue past his lips, exploring the inside of his mouth in attempts to dominate him. The hungrier the kiss became, the more Sakura's body did the talking for her. She began to grind her body against his from underneath him, rolling her hips up to meet the cloth-covered length of his shaft with her wet core. He groaned at the slow sensation of her body sliding down his length and he drug his cock hard along her nether lips; Sakura's breath catching in between their kiss. When the kiss broke for air, Kakashi lowered his mouth to pluck one pert nipple; flicking his tongue over the bud and tugging his teeth along it lightly. Sakura moaned softly, arching her back to expose more of her alabaster breasts to him in a fiery offering. His hand molded over the other breast, squeezing it softly and tweaking the swollen nipple in between his fingers. Sakura's head tossed to the side and the roll of her body became more needy with each pass, her hand coming down between their bodies to grip his pulsing length over the cloth of his boxers. Silver brows pulled down tight when she tugged up his member, and he found himself slowly rolling his hip forward to thrust himself through her hand.
Sakura moved her other hand to pluck at the boxers, "Off."
"If I take these off," he began, kissing the corner of her jaw and down her neck while still moving his thickness in tandem with the pulses of her hand, "I can't guarantee I'll be able to control myself this time, Usagi. I'll have no choice but to devour you and give you every inch of my cock."
"Who says I wanted you to control yourself," she ground out huskily, sinking her hand past the seam of his boxers to wrap it around the hot flesh of his member. Kakashi shuddered when she nibbled on his earlobe, whispering, "Make me take every inch of this." On cue, she squeezed and pulsed her hand, warranting a slight hiss from behind clenched teeth from Kakashi. "Give it to me, Kakashi. I can't wait anymore. I need you."
Kakashi broke; a man unglued, a man in a million pieces.
In one swift motion, he slid off of Sakura to take off his boxers; his manhood springing out from the restrain of the fabric proudly. He watched Sakura's eyes follow his hand as he gripped his member in slow pumps, dark eyes never tearing away from the rising flush of red on her face. Crawling over her, he smiled wolfishly, a bit of mischief gleaming in his eyes, "You know, I told myself we weren't going to do this until after this month was up. But it seems you have other plans, and know just what to say, don't you?"
"I'm tired of waiting," Sakura hummed, angling her chin so he could plant kisses down her neck and scrape the skin there with his teeth. "I've...I've never wanted anyone—I've never felt like I've needed anyone like I do with you. You've become all I can think about, it's crazy. I've never felt so...strongly...about someone this way."
"Mmmhh," Kakashi sighed, moving to suck on a distended nipple and plucking it away in a slow drag. "Are you saying you love me, Sakura?" He adjusted his body to where the length of his hardened muscle was lined against her core; sliding it up and down her wet petals in languid strokes.
Sakura let out a soft hum at the motion, angling her hips so the next time Kakashi drug his pulsing member through her folds the blunt head met her weeping entrance. Kakashi froze, onyx eyes bearing deeply into a shattering emerald set. He grabbed her left leg and placed it over his shoulder; angling her right leg out and bent at the knee, her ankle in his hand while his free hand gripped her hip. Time stilled, the air around them buzzed with electricity and Kakashi couldn't get enough of the sight before him. Her skin looked so soft, felt so soft; an alabaster goddess laid out before him. Pink hair was splayed around her head in careless waves, cheeks flush with blood, and she was nibbling on her lower lip. He watched her widened pupils observe him, he could see the deliberation going over in her head and he wanted to kiss her doubts away. She leaned up just enough to be eye level with Kakashi, her small hand coming out to rub between the space of his pectorals.
Her gaze never left his, plump rose petal lips parted as she murmured, "It feels that way."
Kakashi's heart damn near thudded out of his chest.
He understood this was a lot for Sakura, but he was a man proud. Months ago, she was pushing him away left and right, she refused to trust him, and she was often glaring at him. Now she was in his house, in his bed; splayed out and wanting him, trusting him, needing him—loving him.
At least, it felt that way.
He leaned forward, capturing her honeyed lips in a passionate kiss; pressing against her and consuming her breathy sighs. Tongues wrestled and his body was screaming at him to take action; to wholly consume each and every part of her. His cock was achingly hard, twitching at the thought that rapture was only centimeters away. Sakura broke the kiss, her head lolling back as Kakashi's mouth lowered to her neck; sucking and biting like a man starved. His body moved subconsciously, hips rocking forward in a manner that caused the dripping head of his cock to press harder against her opening; very nearly sliding in slightly had Sakura not jumped, glancing down between where their bodies were waiting to connect and back up to Kakashi's starved gaze.
"Are you ready, bunny?" Kakashi inquired, very slightly angling his hips up so the head of his member bumped her opening again.
Sakura nodded, worrying her lip, "Yes...I'm just...I'll be honest, I'm a little nervous just because...you know..." She glanced down to his waiting length again, a fresh wave of blood rising to her cheeks.
"I'll take it slow until you say otherwise. You trust me, don't you?"
"I trust you," she whispered, her small hand coming up to cup his face.
"Good," he muttered, searching her gaze deeply before kissing her again, slowly angling his hip forward to press into her slightly.
Sakura's breath hitched hard and she pulled away from the kiss to lean back on the bed, waiting. Kakashi pressed in as slowly as he could, biting down on the inside of his cheek at the feeling of her hot body parting for him. The deeper he buried himself, Kakashi never removed his gaze from Sakura's face; contorting, pink brows pulled down tight, her lower lip drawn in as she bit down on it. Her small hand gripped the sheets tight, her green eyes dark with lust and humming softly under her breath when he was to the hilt.
Kakashi tossed his head back and let out a low moan.
His cock twitched and throbbed within the tight enclosure of her hot sex. Velvet walls fluttered around him as her body stretched and adjusted itself to his size. Her body was so tight; the grip of her wet flesh vice-like in the most pleasurable way imaginable. He tugged back slightly within her, pushing forward and loving the way her canal clenched around him in ripples when he hit the end. Kakashi began to push and pull his length in slow, shallow thrusts; Sakura's body fluttering around him, muscles squeezing to pull him in deeper. Sakura's breathing was coming in husky pants, her back a slight arch, and her eyes squeezed shut. Plush lips were barely parted, and he could hear the slight rasp of a groan slip out.
"You're so wet and tight, Usagi. Your sweet little pussy is practically strangling me. I can feel your body stretched so tight for me, so wet for me. How does it feel being filled up, little bunny? Does this feel good?" Kakashi drew his hips further back this time, to the point he was completely withdrawn before thrusting himself in harder this time; warranting him a small cry from Sakura on impact. He repeated the action again, thrusting even harder than the last.
"Fuck," Sakura hummed, her hips rocking to try and mimic the action.
"You like it hard, don't you, bunny. You want me to beat your sweet pussy up, don't you? Every time I do this," he pulled back again, ramming the thick head of his cock as carefully hard as he could inside her; this time Sakura cried out loudly, her head tossing back against the pillow and her round breasts bouncing with the motion. "You get more and more wet. Tell me, how hard do you want to get fucked, little bunny?"
Sakura thrust her hips, practically sucking his thick member back in. "Hard," she sighed, opening her eyes to lock lust-filled gazes with his. "Fuck me as hard as you possibly can."
Kakashi grinned wickedly, "You're filthy, bunny. I'll fuck your pussy as hard as you'd like; just don't be upset with me when you can't walk straight for a week."
Before Sakura could get another word out, the man began to drive his thick shaft into her slow and hard; each thrust harder than the last. Sakura began to writhe underneath him, her moans growing louder each time he relentlessly slammed into her. Kakashi intensely watched Sakura; the way her body rolled against his, the way her perky breasts bounced in a manner that consistently begged for his gaze. One small hand came up and Sakura cupped her own breast; tweaking the swollen nipple in between dainty fingers and tugging roughly each time Kakashi's cock drove into her. Her body was flexing around him, her pussy was the definition of divine; and like the devil he was, he was as deep as he could be in there to dominate it. Despite the urge to wildly buck against her, Kakashi kept the leisurely pace, only increasing the pressure each time the blunt head of his cock met her walls. Just as Kakashi was about to reach out to grab a breast, he witnessed Sakura's hand sneak down her torso, daring to go lower and then jut back up.
He knew exactly what she needed.
And he was going to watch her take herself there.
"Usagi," Kakashi growled, turning his head to kiss the calf resting on his shoulder. "Touch yourself."
Eyes that were squeezed shut opened, "What?"
Kakashi paused, removing her leg from his shoulder and spreading her legs wide on either side, bent at the knees. He grabbed her hips with both hands and angled her up, "I want to watch you touch yourself while my cock drives in and out of you. This is a team effort, bunny. I want to see you take yourself there."
Slowly, her hand snaked down her torso to in-between where their bodies were connected. Not breaking eye contact, she began to rub small circles over her swollen clit; moaning loudly and shuddering when Kakashi rocked into her at a consistent pace. Gripping her hips, he paused to readjust his stance; wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling up the lower half of her body in a manner that had her arched back, with her head tossed back on the bed.
"Tell me when you feel it, bunny," Kakashi asserted. "And don't stop touching yourself."
Sakura hummed in response, her hips circling in his hands and around his cock; a feat that would have sent him over the edge had the man not had a goal in mind. Earnestly, he began to thrust himself into her, each time adjusting her hips and finding himself a new angle. He listened carefully to Sakura's cries, patiently waiting for the one he knew he was looking for. It was only when he pulled her closer and pushed himself as deep into her as he could go and harshly thrust within that he heard it; he witnessed it. A husky, throaty groan ripped itself from the center of Sakura's chest and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. While one of her hands switched between plucking at pink nipples, the other continued to run itself over her clit; the pace of her action more rapid now. Kakashi chuckled deep within, feeling her body beginning to contract around him. The man was thrusting deep and hard inside her; barely pulling out and maintaining his depth and roughness that had the entire bed quaking along with Sakura.
The legs around him began to shake, her body was shuddering and her raspy cries became music to his ears. Her sex enveloped him fully; tight satin resistance that tested his control. The image of her body flexed out before him, her back so arched that her head was the only thing touching the bed; it was erotic. He pumped into her aggressively, noting the way her canal had started to flutter at a faster rate.
As if on cue, Sakura spoke, "Kakashi..."
Sakura's moaning increased an octave, her hips thrashing to desperately to reach release; hand working the swollen nub between her legs. Her muscles began to tighten, and just as she was about to teeter over the edge Kakashi pulled out completely; laying her body down on the bed and moving back some.
Sakura's head shot up, her expression a mixture of stress and agitation, "What are you-"
"Hands and knees," Kakashi commanded darkly. "I want to see your tight ass."
As Sakura began to move to flip herself over, Kakashi witnessed the amount of liquid desire that had covered the inside of her legs, wet the bed, and soaked his raging member. Once she was in position, green eyes glanced over her shoulder at Kakashi; curious, lustful, and slightly nervous. Kakashi had a full view of her toned globes, her dripping pussy, and her toned legs. Big hands grabbed either cheek, spreading them apart and his wet tongue dipping deep in-between the mounds of flesh; gliding down from her second hole to swirl around her pink pearl. Sakura cried out in shock, her body quaking and her toes curling. Satisfied, Kakashi straightened; planting kisses up her spine to the nape of her neck, leaning over her to whisper in her ear.
"I'm not going to slow down this time, okay little bunny?" At the end of his sentence, he landed a smack on her behind; warranting a sharp keen from Sakura. She glanced back, watching the way Kakashi's hand smoothed itself over the reddening flesh. He gripped the cheek tight, pulling it apart and landing another slap. She jutted forward some, crying out in shock again but this time she pressed her ass back; as if asking for more. Kakashi ran his hand over the other cheek, humming in appreciation and grinning to himself. "Do you see this ass, bunny? This hot piece of ass right here," he landed another smack. "This is my ass—do you understand? Do you see this pussy, Usagi?" His free hand lowered to cup her slicked petals, middle finger pressing against her clit and rubbing it. "This is my pussy—it's mine to eat up, to devour, and to wreck. Do you understand? Your body was made for mine. I love every inch of your skin, Sakura. I love the way you sound when I'm so deep in you I've lost myself. Your tight pussy hugs my cock so tightly, it's embracing me and it's mine. Do you understand that?"
Sakura's eyes were wide, however it wasn't a look of shock; she appeared smitten with his words. She rolled her head around before meeting Kakashi's intense gaze with her own smoldering sight, "It's yours as long as you treat it right."
"Usagi," Kakashi grinned crookedly, dark eyes glittering impishly. "I'll treat it so good that it'll quiver every time you think about me."
In one fluid motion, Kakashi thrust himself into her; deep and hard, pulling back and fucking her rapidly. Big hands wrapped themselves around her hips while Sakura tossed herself back in motion with Kakashi's body. With each inward thrust, she cried out loudly; full breasts swaying with the wave of their bodies. He watched the way her hands balled into fists, how her toes curled tightly and the arch in her back became deeper. She pressed back harder, trying to take him in as deep as she could and moaning loudly at the new sensation. Kakashi's hand came out to fist itself in pink locks, angling her head back so her neck was exposed. He pulled her back as far as she could go, the dip in her back almost dangerous. Her body was angled back so she was almost squatting back on him, her body lurching forward when he thrust into her hard; her breath catching and her pussy clenching around him when he did it. Keeping one hand fisted in her hair, the other reached around to palm the front of her sex; with each thrust her hips thrusted up with him causing her clit to roll itself against his calloused palm. He was wrapped around her, within her, embracing her, and holding her hostage to the pleasure. Each forward motion caused her to shudder and once again he could feel her body tightening around him excitedly. He could hear her rapid breathing, he could feel the eagerness in her body as she wantonly chased release.
He knew she wanted to come. He could feel it all around him, over him, beside him, and in front of him.
Regardless, he wasn't going to give it to her.
Not yet.
The devil he was, once again he let her get as close as possible; the keening in her voice increasing and her entire body quaking in anticipation. At the first tight tale-tell clench of her body, once again he removed himself from her; releasing her hair and withdrawing himself, dipping his head and biting her ass cheek. Sakura yelped, shooting up and turning to look at him.
Jesus-fucking-Christ she was beautiful.
Her hair was a disarray around her, falling over her shoulder while small wisps surrounded her face. Her pupils were as dilated as they could possibly be, emerald eyes almost a deep forest green from lust. Her face was flushed, her breasts were perked up and nipples distended for attention. Her expression was almost distraught now, and he could see the sensation of impending orgasm fading away. She opened her mouth to speak, but Kakashi had other plans. He grabbed her waist and flipped her, crawling over her body and taking a breast into the hot cavern of his mouth; sucking hard. Sakura cried out, arching her breasts forward into his face and her arm coming around his back. He began to lavish his affections on her breasts, appreciating the supple curve of them. With each hard suck, lick, and pluck Sakura's body twitched and tremored. He was torturing her in the most delightful way possible, but he knew she was at her breaking point. It was clear in the way she almost desperately ground her hot body against his, her slick pussy grinding up in attempts to take his cock back in. Kakashi pulled back, plucking a breast out of his mouth and nibbling on her neck.
"You're breasts are so perfect, Usagi. They're so soft, just begging me to eat them up. Is that what you want, little bunny? Do you want me to eat you up?"
Sakura tossed her head back and forth, "I can't take it anymore, I need to feel you again. I can't take being teased anymore."
Kakashi chuckled, flicking a nipple with his tongue and grinning when she tremored, "I'm not simply teasing you, bunny. I'm building you up, that way when you come you'll explode into a million little pieces. You'll come so hard your soul will leave your body, trust me. Now here," he slid off of her, grabbing her hand and pulling her off of the bed.
Kakashi walked around to the foot of the bed, sitting down on the edge and gazing up at Sakura. She looked like a fucking goddess; her entire body swollen with need. Liquid desire had run down the insides of her thighs, the smell had filled the room and completely consumed him. Quirking a silver eyebrow, he pat his lap with one hand while the other slowly pumped his erect length just as slick. Sakrua's eyes flicked down between his face and his cock, biting down on her lip and smoothing her palms down her thighs.
"What do you want me to do?" She muttered, stepping in to where her breasts were eye level with Kakashi.
Kakashi ran his hands up her sides, feeling the goosebumps there and kissing her hotly. "I want to show you something. Turn around."
With one last blink, Sakura turned around; the globe of her behind still glowing red from when he slapped it. Kakashi grabbed her waist and pulled her back towards him, spreading his legs apart and adjusting himself on the edge of the bed. With ease he lifted her into his lap, hooking her legs on the outside of his so he had control of how open he wanted her; and he had her spread open wide. Slowly, he sank her down onto his pulsing cock, grunting deep at the sensation of her slick heat consuming him. Once fully sheathed, he wrapped his hands around the front of her torso; one hand splayed flat across her stomach and the other trailing a faint line on her inner thigh. Sakura groaned deeply, leaning her back against his chest and making small circles with her hips; causing his thick member to circle within her walls. In this position, he was impaled all the way within her; flesh filling flesh, flesh hugging flesh in a manner so tight it should have been illegal.
Kakashi scrapped his teeth on her earlobe, murmuring wolfishly, "Is this deep enough, little bunny? Do I have your pussy filled all the way up?"
Sakura tilted her hips up, jerking them down hard and causing both of them to moan sincerely. "God, yes," she rasped, repeating the action several times; slamming her pussy down harder and harder.
Kakashi kissed her neck, bit down and sucked, "How does this feel, Usagi? Do you like this, riding my cock?"
"More than you know," she hummed, gyrating her hips and giving out a low moan. The round globes of her behind ground hard into his lap, her back rolled in waves against his chest, and her small hands came up to wrap around the back of his neck; breasts jutted out proudly.
"Oh, I think I know, bunny," Kakashi simpered, grabbing her hips and thrusting up within her fast and hard. Sakura's hold on him tightened as he mercilessly pounded into her, her cries were deeper and longer this time, telling him that this really felt good to Sakura. With each time he thrust up into her, she slammed her core down on him hotly; wailing with uninhibited cries each time the ends of their bodies met. The flesh of their skin was hot, covered in a fine sheen of sweat and their labored breathing and moans filled the air. He could feel his cock becoming even more engorged, with the way she was throwing her pussy down on him. Each thrust was sweeter than the last, and the man knew it was only a matter of time before he burst. He reached around the front of her body, easily finding her clit and applying pressure to it in attenuative rubs.
"Fuck," Sakura panted, her hips now wildly ramming down onto him. "Please just let me come, please just give it to me."
Kakashi scrapped his teeth along her neck, "I'll give it to you, bunny. All you have to do is tell me how good this feels. Tell me how much you want it, tell me how much you need it. Your pussy is eating me up, you're soaking wet, and I can tell you're close. I'll let you have it, Usagi—just tell me what I want to hear." He continued to rub on her swollen clit in considerate circles, easily following the wild wave of her body and riding it out with her. He had one hand around the front of her chest, holding her body tight against his chest. He began to tap on her clit with each inward thrust, applying more and more pressure each time.
Sakura groaned, her head lolling to the side and her lips parted, "Fffuuuccckkk..."
"Tell me, bunny—and it's all yours."
Sakura threw her hips down again, "I've never felt this way...It feels so good, you make me feel so good...You..." She tossed her head, panting. "You're filling up every part of me and touching parts of me I never knew existed...I've never wanted to be this connected to someone like I am with you right now...No one's ever touched me this way, made me feel this way—made me feel so good."
Kakashi immediately noticed the small tear that slipped out, sliding it's way down her flushed face. He kissed it away, doubling his efforts on his ministrations and loving the way Sakura screamed. "What are you saying, Usagi?"
She pulled her hips up and jerked down, crying out and shuddering, "I'm saying...I'm saying..." Her breathing was aggressive now, her movements erratic and wild. Kakashi felt the velvet walls of her body ripple around his pulsing member. The woman was practically screaming now, fucking him with reckless abandon and humming loudly in pleasure.
"Say it, little bunny," Kakashi asserted bearishly. "Say it and then come all over my cock. I want to feel you when you come, I want to feel your pussy choking the life out of me. Say it, whatever you're trying to say."
Sakura panted, eyes squeezed shut and pink brows drawn down, "I'm saying that...I love you..."
With that, Kakashi thrust into her as hard and as fast as he could; grabbing her clit and pushing and pinching it.
In an instant, Sakura snapped.
Her entire body became taunt, muscles tightening to the point it looked painful and her frame tremoring so wildly he had to hold her close to keep her from falling off. Sakura screamed loudly, her head lolled back on his shoulder and her hands fisting themselves in his hair on the back of his head. Her hips bucked wildly on him, the walls of her canal clenching and fluttering so tight that he soon followed. He gripped her hips, pumping into her roughly and moaning deeply as light flashed across his vision and blinded his world. He could feel her pussy milking him, draining him, and pulling him in. He continued to pump, the movements serving to draw out Sakura's shattering orgasm. One last time he thrusted up, pinching her clit again and causing her body to tighten and come once more; shaking and quivering, screaming and thrashing, twitching and throbbing.
It was the most beautiful sensation he'd ever felt.
The most beautiful thing he had ever been witness to.
And it was because of him.
Once Sakura's cries died down, she was reduced to shivers and small trembles; her limbs heavy and limp, blood flushing itself all across her skin. Grabbing her, Kakashi withdrew himself from inside her and pulled their bodies up on the bed; Kakashi sitting up against the headboard and Sakura laid on top of him, breathing heavily. Slowly, she raised her head to look up at him, eyes glittering with child-like wonder and something else. He leaned in and kissed her tenderly, sweetly. He poured every ounce of emotion into the kiss, cupping her face gently and running his hand down her bare back. She pulled away, green eyes searching his earnestly.
Kakashi flashed a lopsided smile at her, planting small kisses on her swollen lips before pulling back only centimeters to murmur, "I love you, too."