Hey there, y'all! Guess whose back—back again! Kira's back, back again! I just wanted y'all to know I am feeling 1000% better, I'm back at home, and sickness can EAT SHIT. I wanted to say thank you from the bottom of my heart for y'all's understanding and patience with me. I know how frustrating it must be wanting more content and having to wait as long as y'all did. Chapters will go back to their regular length, if not longer. This one is short, but oh is it lemony. We will be back on our regular schedule, so again—thank you thank you, thank you. I love y'all. As always, reviews help me feel confident when I'm in the shower dancing to "Toxic" by Britney S.

"I love you, too."

Sakura blinked.

Somewhere, deep within her head, the old Sakura threatened to make her way through. She began to scream there's no real way they could love each other, not so soon. She began to tick off the ways Kakashi was trying to use her, and simply use her alone. She began to tug at Sakura's heart, to drag her behind the thick wall she used to protect herself with.

The Sakura now gave no fucks.

The Sakura now knew what she was feeling; it was undeniable, set in her bones and swimming in her depths. As onyx eyes practically smiled at her, she knew without a single doubt she was falling for this man. While the old parts of her wanted to pull that wall back up, here in this moment she wanted to be just as raw and as magnetic as Kakashi is. She wanted to love as freely as he seemed to be, she wanted to be on his level; worthy of his love.

Large hands ran themselves up and down the length of her spine lethargically, and for several minutes the pair simply sat in silence; soaking in that after-really-unbelievably-great-sex glow. Sakura couldn't believe that she actually had sex with him; it was something she settled to simply imagining, due to fear of letting him in. She had always secretly wondered what Kakashi was like in bed, and now she's had a taste of what it is. A man unglued doesn't even compare to how unhinged he became; him, the calm, collected, unbothered man that he is becomes some sex god in an instant. She had never been so turned on in her life, she had never come so hard that she felt her soul quite literally leave her body. His actions spoke louder than his words, and his words only served as back up.

'This is my pussy—it's mine to eat up, to devour, and to wreck.

She'd never been with a man so possessive in her entire life. She remembers the remarks the others from the team about him being possessive, but she never put much stock into it. That was, until she was face to face with it; smacking her ass and gripping her pussy like his life depended on it. Sakura couldn't deny how unbelievably hot it was to hear him talk in that manner, not to mention her willingly letting him take ownership was a breakthrough she thought would never see the light of day. She found herself wanting to give him even more of what she had to offer. She wanted him to stake his claim over her entire body; head to toe, not one inch wasn't his.

Sakura didn't know where this giving woman came from, but Kakashi drew her out of him.

Kakashi chuckled from underneath her, practically buzzing with satisfaction. She felt his big hand come to cup the nape of her neck, squeezing softly before drawing it down to tilt her chin up. Artful eyes searched hers, a smirk pulled at the corner of his mouth.

"What's so funny?" Sakura inquired, moving her head down to kiss the heel of his hand.

Kakashi shrugged, lowering his hand to her collar bone to trace it with his fingertip, "Not funny, I guess you could say I'm shell shocked."

"You're shell shocked? I just had the best sex of my life—you grabbed my pussy and staked claim on it like some madman," Sakura giggled, pulling herself up the length of his naked body to better meet his gaze.

"Ah, yes—that," Kakashi chortled, nodding his head knowingly. "I'm not going to apologize for any of that—it's just who I am."

"Oh no," Sakura grinned, shaking her head back and forth. "You don't need to apologize, I actually...really like it..."

"I noticed," he simpered, fixing an arm behind his head and winking devilishly at her.

"So, what has you shell shocked?" Sakura pressed, her curiosity burning.

"I just think it's sort of crazy that you're naked in bed with me, that's all. I worked so hard for your heart, and I got that plus your body in one go. I feel honored, if we're being honest. I've never seen you so raw and real, Sakura. It was the most beautiful experience. Your body moved in tandem with mine, your cries were on the same wavelength as mine; your words were my words. You gave yourself to me in a way that I sort of feel you've never given anyone—and that makes me feel like a man accomplished. I only hope that I can continue to see those raw parts of you, Usagi."

Sakura's heart nearly burst out of her chest. She'd never met someone as open and as honest as Kakashi; and in the same way she granted him a part of herself that—he's right, she'd never given anybody—he was giving her a part of himself. She doesn't know when the flip switched for her; if it was sudden, or accumulated—but it was switched. She loved the thought of coffee with him in the morning, of going on dates, to walking the dogs. She was making her own way and she wanted him to be a part of him. What she had with Kakashi surmounted what she ever had with Sasuke, and she had an inkling that it would only get better. Kakashi was a man of his word, she knew that to be true. If he promised her happiness, she believed it.

"It is crazy," Sakura grinned, twining her dainty fingers with his. "And I would be more than glad to let you see any side of me you want—as long as you don't hurt me."

Kakashi's brow furrowed in earnest, the hand behind his head coming out to hold the side of her face. He sat up more, leaned in and kissed her fully; tenderly and sweetly. Sakura melted into the kiss, the gesture so tender that it nearly brought her to tears. She kissed him back just as gently at first, her mouth working to consume his while tongues darted out to dance with each other. Eagerly her hands shot out to grasp either side of his face, moving to sit on her knees and leaning into him. Kakashi hummed deeply, his left hand splaying across her lower back and pulling her closer. Even after the mind boggling sex she just had, her skin jumped at his touch; a familiar heat spreading across her skin in a flush of pink. Kakashi broke the kiss to turn and look at the time while Sakura kissed down his neck, nipping the skin there and smiling when she felt him leap slightly at the action. Hands ran up and down her back while she sucked at the smooth skin over his neck, big palms lowering to grasp handfuls of her behind and squeeze. To her surprise, she noticed the man underneath her was getting worked up; a feat she secretly doubted she could do being how good he was in bed. When her hand moved down his chest she could feel the goosebumps there. She could hear his breathing becoming husky, she could feel eager hands running across her skin.

Sakura moved to readjust herself at the same time Kakashi shot straight up, throwing his legs over the side of the bed and quickly moving to scoop her up in his arms. Sakura yelped, wrapping her arms around his neck and looking at him with an incredulous expression.

"Uh- where are you taking me?" Sakura piqued, secretly loving how strong his arms felt holding her.

"Uh- isn't it obvious?" He chuckled in an octave higher in attempts to mimic her.

Sakura glanced around, realizing he had taken her to the large restroom. Carefully he set her down, kissing her temple quickly before opening the shower door and turning silver knobs. The sound of running water filled the room, and soon enough steam started to rise from the increasing heat of the water. Kakashi stepped in the shower, turning halfway to wave Sakura in.

"Don't be chicken," he teased, wiggling a finger at her.

"Who are you callin' chicken?" Sakura scowled playfully, almost giddy as she made her way into the large shower with one of the sexiest men she'd ever seen.

Honestly, she wasn't even being remotely dramatic.

Watching him, the spray of the shower only seemed to compliment his muscled body. Droplets pattered over his shoulders, trailing down the hardened length of his torso and sliding down tree-trunk legs. Her mouth practically watered at the sight of him, the fire inside her began to spark and blaze even though not minutes ago he was so deep in her that she lost where he ended and she began.

She wanted it again. Sakura reached out and tapped his shoulder, pulling him around to face her.

Waiting for her was the wolfish, crooked smile Kakashi bore—though his eyes were squinted shut due to the shampoo he lobbed in his silver hair. She watched as he washed the soap out, shaking his head and causing water to fling out of his hair. Once all the soap was gone, he stepped towards Sakura; hand coming up to trace the scars along her neck from the attack. The smile that was there grimaced, and he became serious in an instant.

"You know I'll never hurt you, right Sakura?" He asserted, leaning down to kiss the scar that ran up her neck. "I'll only ever protect you. You understand that, right?" He ran his lips down the scar, dragging them across the scar that sat at the base of her neck.

"I know," Sakura muttered, desire pulling hard between her legs when hot wet hands came to wrap around her and pull her naked body hard against his.

Pressing between them was proof of his desire, too.

"You know I always protect what's mine, don't you Usagi?" Kakashi muttered darkly, reaching down in between her legs to cup her hot sex in one languid stroke.

"I do know," Sakura huffed, losing her focus as he lavished kisses across her chest and captured a distended nipple in his mouth.

He plucked her nipple from his mouth, grinning when she openly shuddered, "Are you mine, Sakura?"

"Am I?" Sakura positioned, leaning more into his touch and moaning softly when his thumb found her swollen clit.

"Are you?" He challenged back with a wicked grin, taking the other nipple in his mouth and tugging on it hard enough for her to cry out; her insides clenching, her body begging for more.

"Are you asking me to be yours?" Sakura panted, her lead lolling back and eyes closing due to the pleasure he was causing her.

He pulled away, "I am. Are you mine, Sakura? Will you be mine?"

"Will you take care of me?" Sakura hummed, shivering under his touch.

"I'll take care of every inch of you, Usagi." His words dripped with double meaning. "I'll never hurt you. I'll protect you, and honor you, and treasure you."

"Then yes."

Kakashi straightened, hands coming to cup her face, dark eyes narrowed, "Say it. Tell me that you're mine."

Sakura worried her lip briefly before plump lips parted and the words left her mouth, "I'm all yours, Kakashi."

Hungry lips came crashing onto hers, hands roving over her flesh and gripping her skin. His hands folded over her hips and he lifted her; pressing her back against the wall while her legs circled his hips and the thick head of his member touched her core.

"Are you sure we should be doing this position in the shower," Sakura questioned, glancing around almost nervously. "You might slip."

"Step one of being with me," Kakashi began, kissing her quickly and smiling. "Trust me."

With that, he thrust up into her; causing her to cry out at the same time a low growl broke out from his chest. Eagerly his hips began to rock into her ferociously, each thrust earning a moan from Sakura that became his driving force. Sakura's tight body sucked him back in time and time again, and she began to feel lightheaded due to the surmounting pleasure she was experiencing. Her body was stretched tight around him, his thick member filled her to the brim, and he was beating her up in the most delightful way possible. Kakashi paused to adjust the angle of his hips and Sakura's body; dragging his cock out slow and jamming it back in so hard her body leapt with his. The feeling of her clit dragging up and down with each thrust sent electricity from her sex to all over her body; feeling weightless and heavy at the same time. Each time the drove his hips up, she drove hers down as hard as she possibly could—taking in as much of him as her body would allow.

Steam filled the room, making the air thick and tangible around their thrashing bodies. Sakura's cries grew louder and hungrier; a silent plea for more of him. Noting the cue, easily the man obliged; driving into her hard and fast, humming bearishly in his throat while black eyes remained glued to Sakura's face. She kept her gaze locked with his; emerald eyes never breaking away from onyx ones, no matter how much they wanted to close or how loud she became—she remained locked with him, their bodies moving in tandem with each other. The harder Kakashi thrust, the faster he moved; the more her insides began to clench around him and her sensitive clit drug up and down rapidly against his body. Water pelted over them, around them; slick flesh dragging across slick flesh. She could feel herself getting close again, she could feel something winding so tight within her that she was sure she was going to explode any minute.

Sakura opened her mouth to pant out, "Ka...kash...shi...I think..."

Without another word he began to move within her in a manner she'd never experienced before; hitting a spot she didn't even know she had. Her cries became wails as she clung onto the man for dear life, wonton in the way her body crashed against his. Within a manner of several minutes she was over the edge; falling and crying out so loud that her already hoarse voice became more gravvely. She hung onto the thrusting man, feeling her canal clench around him in tight pulsing waves as electricity tingled throughout ever nerve ending in her being. Her head tossed back and she hummed with each stroke, her head dizzy as the orgasm wore off. It was only when Kakashi began to buck underneath her that she realized he came soon after her, grunting loudly and gripping her flesh as tight as he possibly could.

The water had started to get cold at this point, so Kakashi set Sakura down; pulling his thick member out of her and leaning down to kiss her passionately—wrapping his arms around her and holding her tight to his body.

Sakura glanced up, "That was..."

"Great," Kakashi grinned impishly, eyes glittering. "I know. No need to thank me."

Sakura scoffed and slapped his chest lightly, squeaking when he pinched her ass and kissed her again.

"I could get used to this," Sakura noted out loud, following him out of the shower after he turned it off.

Kakashi tossed a towel at Sakura who caught it, "I hope you never do."

"What do you mean?" Sakura wrapped the towel around herself tightly, tucking the end against her chest and looking up to meet his gaze.

"I mean, I hope every time is like the first time. I hope you never lose your wonder and awe, and all that," he leaned down and kissed her. "Step two of being with me: I'm pretty spontaneous and intense, so you've got to keep up."

Sakura grinned, "I can handle that."

"Oh," Kakashi winked. "I know you can, baby."