A/N: As many of y'all know, my chapters and stories are all named/inspired by songs. That being said, this chapter is inspired by Skin by Mac Miller. The Devine Feminine is one of my favorite albums of all time, if you haven't listened to it, please do.

RIP Mac

Content Warning: Language, Lemons

If you don't like it, don't read it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, just a fan.

Kiba walked through the hospital, bento boxes in hand, relying solely on his nose to locate Sakura. Unfortunately for the dog nin, the building was filled with her scent. After nearly 20 minutes of searching for the pinkette, he finally found her in a surgery patient's room.

"And how's your pain after the procedure?" Sakura asked the elderly patient, writing something down on her clipboard. Kiba grinned and leaned against the doorframe as he watched his girlfriend hard at work.

"Oh, much better already Dr Haruno!" The old man spoke with a soft smile.

"That's great! Now, unfortunately you'll be sore for a few days but I've asked your nurse to give you some mild pain meds to go home with you." Sakura smiled. "If you need anything else just let us know."

"Thank you, Dr Haruno." The old man smiled.

Sakura spun around and saw Kiba waiting for her. She gave him a beaming smile and grabbed a bento box from his hand. The couple quickly walked to the pinkette's office, discussing her workday so far. The dog nin made a habit of stopping by to bring Sakura lunch when he had the chance.

They neared her office and Sakura opened the door. As Kiba entered the room, something immediately caught his eye. There on Sakura's desk, was a large bouquet of flowers. He walked toward the flowers and saw a card sticking from the bunch. He placed the bento on the desk and picked up the card to read it.

You're amazing, Sakura!

Thank you for everything.

Sōta

"Who's Sōta?" Kiba questioned with disgust in his voice. He frowned at the card and threw it to the desk. Sakura giggled at the dog nin's jealousy and placed her bento on the desk as well. She wrapped her arms around Kiba's waist and pressed her body flush against his, smiling up at him.

"He's a new coworker, Kiba. I had to train all the new medic nin's that came in recently. Not to brag, but I've actually gotten a lot of gifts from the newbies." Sakura smiled. It was true, a few of her new coworkers have sent her 'thank you' flowers and chocolates, some even offered to buy her lunch. It made her happy that they liked her, after all, she did spend a good portion of her time here in the hospital.

However, Sakura would leave out the fact that this is the biggest bouquet of flowers she's received yet. It was probably nothing, and she didn't want Kiba to get worked up over that. But she would also leave out the fact that Sōta was quite an attractive man. He was tall and muscular, a build similar to Kiba's. He had rich, mocha colored skin and short jet black hair. But what really took Sakura by surprise was his piercing, icy blue eyes.

Now, just because Sakura found Sōta attractive, that didn't mean anything at all. She was completely in love with Kiba and she would never do anything to hurt him. Sakura knew that telling Kiba these small, trivial pieces of information would do nothing but cause an argument, so she left it at that.

"Hmph." Kiba pouted like a child, refusing to look at the pinkette. Sakura scoffed at his petty behavior and grabbed the sides of his face with both of her hands, forcing him to look down at her.

"Someone's jealous." Sakura teased, squishing his cheeks.

"I am not." Kiba mumbled, the scowl on his face remaining despite Sakura's efforts to get him to crack.

"Kiba..." Sakura purred, fisting her fingers into his hair. She stood on her toes, leaning into whisper in Kiba's ear. "I'm all yours."

That's all he needed to hear. Kiba's hands were on her body in an instant, groping her breasts, squeezing her ass, and grabbing her thighs to wrap around his waist. His lips were on Sakura's neck, kissing and licking at the exposed skin. Kiba walked the pinkette to her office chair and sat her down.

"Good," Kiba growled in her ear, his fingers quickly undoing her top and pulling the clothing from her body. Sakura was left sitting in the leather chair in just a sports bra and white pants. It wasn't her sexiest outfit but it was comfortable for work and Kiba didn't mind at all. The dog nin's lips trailed across her collar bone and down to her cleavage, pulling soft moans from the pinkette's lips.

"Ahh, Kiba... wait." Sakura attempted to protest, fisting her hands into his brown locks. He ignored her words and continued licking and sucking at the exposed flesh. "We can't do this here, anyone could walk in."

"That's the best part." Kiba smirked, grabbing her sports bra and pulling it over her head. Her perky breasts bounced from the material, her buds hardening instantly. "Fuck..."

"Can we at least lock the door?" Sakura whined. She could feel Kiba smirk against her skin.

"If that stops your complaining, then yes." Kiba chuckled, standing up straight and walking to the door. He clicked it into a locked position and sauntered back to Sakura, a shiteating grin on his lips. His eyes shamelessly scanned over Sakura's naked breasts, admiring her hard, rosy nipples. His gaze traveled up to Sakura's flushed face, watching as she chewed her lip in anticipation. "You're so beautiful."

Sakura's blush deepened at Kiba's words, he always knew just what to say. The dog nin bent down to place sloppy kisses over her chest. He cupped her breasts, kneading the soft flesh with his rough palms. Sakura gasped at his touch, choking back a moan when he closed his mouth around her nipple. She bit her lip to stay quiet as Kiba used his skilled tongue to flick at the sensitive bud.

"Mmm... Kiba-" Sakura gasped when he bit down on the nub. Heat quickly spread between her legs and Sakura desperately rubbed her thighs together. Kiba smirked against her, enjoying the way Sakura squirmed. He switched to the opposite breast, giving equal attention to both.

Kiba could already smell the pinkette's arousal, the scent itself making him fully erect. He laved and nipped at Sakura's perky nipples, each gasp and moan making his cock jump. Kiba moved to undo her pants, deftly hooking his fingers under the waistband and pulling them down her hips. Sakura shimmied completely out of the pants and Kiba immediately grabbed her knees and forced her legs open. She looked down at the dog nin kneeling before her, a cocky smirk spread across his lips.

"You're already soaked, princess." Kiba spoke in a husky voice, eyeing her panties that had a darkened, damp spot over her core. Sakura blushed, a bit embarrassed at her body's eagerness. She shuddered as Kiba's hands on her knees slowly inched up the soft skin of her thighs, nearing where she needed him most. With one hand, he grabbed her panties and pulled them to the side. Kiba was now fully exposed to the scent of her arousal and he could see her pretty, pink lips glistening in her essence. "Fuck..."

With his free hand, Kiba used two digits to trace up and down her dripping slit. He let out a groan as one of his fingers easily slid into Sakura's greedy cunt. The pinkette tried and failed to choke back a moan as Kiba began to slowly pump his long digit in and out of her. The sound of her squelching pussy filled the room as he sped up to a steady pace.

Kiba was mesmerized by the way Sakura reacted to him. His eyes trailed up her heaving chest to her beautifully flushed face, her eyes were closed and her brows were furrowed as waves of pleasure zipped through her body. Kiba kept his gaze locked on her face as he added a second finger, her mouth dropping open as a moan ripped from her throat.

"Fuck, Sakura..." Kiba swore, her needy moans encouraging him to go faster. He pounded his fingers into Sakura's cunt, curling them to hit her sweet spot. The pinkette couldn't hold back her keens and moans, she clasped her hand over her mouth to try to suppress the noise as much as possible. Kiba's cock was throbbing painfully against his pants as he watched the pinkette writhe in her office chair.

"If only the rest of the hospital knew what a little slut Dr Haruno really is." Kiba smirked, continuing to drill his digits into her core. Sakura's blush deepened, her legs began to shake as she felt pressure building inside of her. With his opposite hand, Kiba began to rub tight circles on her clit. The dual stimulation was almost too much for her to handle as choked sobs fell from her lips. "They have no idea how much you love getting finger fucked in your office."

"K-Kiba!" Sakura sobbed, she felt an orgasm quickly approaching. The pressure continued to build and build until she was on the brink of exploding.

Suddenly her office phone rang and Sakura whimpered in disappointment. Kiba chuckled at the pinkette and removed his fingers from her hot cunt. He licked the digits clean as she answered the phone.

"Hello?" Sakura asked, trying to ignore Kiba as he kissed the inside of her thigh. She bit her lip as he moved his fingers back to her clit, drawing small, gentle circles over the nub.

"Hi, is this Dr Sakura Haruno?"

"Yes, this is her." Sakura spoke, managing to keep her voice steady despite Kiba's actions.

"This is Sōta, I was just calling to make sure you got the flowers I sent."

"Oh! Hi Sōta." Sakura said in a cheery voice. Kiba suddenly stopped his actions and anger coursed through him. "Yeah, I got the flowers. They're beautiful, thank you so much."

In an instant, Kiba's mouth was on Sakura's clit. A choked moan escaped her lips and her free hand immediately flew to grab a fistful of the dog nin's locks. She desperately tried to squeeze her legs closed and pull his head away but Kiba disregard it, grabbing her knees and pushing them apart.

"Are you okay, Sakura?"

"Y-yes, I'm fine." Sakura managed, still trying to push Kiba away from the apex between her legs.

"Well, are you on your lunch break? I wanted to stop by your office and thank you in person."

"NO!" Sakura yelled into the phone, panicked. "I-I mean, that isn't necessary."

Sakura couldn't think straight, not with Kiba rolling his tongue over her clit like that. If it didn't feel so good, she would be pissed right now. She sounded like a complete idiot trying to speak to her colleague, and it was all because of Kiba.

"I-I have to go, I'll talk to you another time." Sakura barely choked out before slamming the phone on the receiver. She grasped at his hair and bucked her hips into his mouth. His tongue was like a fucking dream. Sakura could feel the pressure building inside of her again.

"Ohh, fuck!" Sakura keened. Kiba smirked against her heat and then began to draw small figure 8's over her clit. That was enough to send the pinkette over the edge. A loud moan ripped from her lips and her legs spasmed uncontrollably. Kiba didn't stop the movements of his tongue, he licked at her slowly, drawing out her high as much as possible.

Once she finally came down, Kiba wasted no time standing to his feet and pulling his shirt over his head to reveal his Godlike body. He looked down at Sakura, sitting pretty in her chair. Her eyes roamed over his tanned, muscular torso, her mouth watering at the sight. She watched as Kiba quickly undid his pants, freeing his large, heavy member.

"Stand up." Kiba commanded. Sakura scrambled to her feet, trying to stand on her, still wobbly, legs. The dog nin grabbed her by the waist and pulled her in for a heated kiss. Kiba's hands trailed to her plump rear and thick thighs, lifting her to wrap her legs around his hips. His cock rubbed against her slick heat, causing a groan to sound from his throat.

Sakura reached down and grabbed his erection, angling it to her dripping entrance. Kiba thrusted into Sakura's cunt, filling her to the hilt. He immediately set a hard, brutal pace. Sakura clawed into his shoulders, holding on for dear life as he fucked her mercilessly.

"Tight, fucking slut." Kiba groaned out, gripping Sakura's ass to guide her against him. Her walls gripped him hungrily, desperate to be filled. He slapped her ass hard, leaving a bright pink mark on her skin. Sakura buried her head into Kiba's shoulder, trying to muffle her moans. "And you're so wet, just for me."

Kiba fucked her in the air, forcing all of Sakura's weight to slam down onto his length with every thrust. At this angle, she could take him deep, and he was hitting all the right spots. She could practically feel him rearranging her insides and she loved every minute of it.

"Fuck, Sakura... you take it so well." Kiba complimented the pinkette but she could barely comprehend his words. He dipped his head down to kiss and lick at her jawline. Sakura wrapped her arms around his neck, keeping him as close as possible. Kiba let out a deep groan, continuing to plow into her.

"God, you feel so good!" Sakura cried out into Kiba's chest. At this rate, she wouldn't last long. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, each thrust pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Soon, her walls were fluttering, causing Kiba's balls to tighten up in response. "Ohhh, Kiba!"

"Fuck..." Kiba cursed, his thrusts becoming even faster as he quickly neared his own climax. He gave another firm smack to Sakura's ass, the pain quickly morphing into pleasure. With just a few more thrusts, the pinkette came undone.

"Kiba...!" Sakura sobbed, scratching at the dog nin's back and leaving red welts on his skin. Jolts of pleasure shot up Kiba's spine as her greedy walls gripped his member. Suddenly, it was too much and Kiba exploded deep in Sakura's cunt. His thrusts slowed to a halt, his cock twitching as the last of his seed emptied into her.

"Fuck, Sakura..." Kiba breathed out, pressing his lips on her neck. The couple remained joined together for many moments, panting to catch their breath. Kiba was the first to fully recover, he grabbed Sakura's legs and unhooked them from his waist. He placed the pinkette back on her office chair and looked around to locate their discarded clothing.

Sakura put on her clothes as they were handed to her, her mind still in a haze. Slowly, she collected her thoughts and spoke.

"What was that?" Sakura asked, pulling her shirt back on. She watched as Kiba buttoned his pants, she waited for a response.

"That was you, getting railed in your office." Kiba smirked, pulling his shirt over his head.

"That's not what I meant!" Sakura scoffed, standing to her feet and approaching the dog nin. "Why would you do that while I was on the phone?"

"You didn't seem to mind." Kiba grinned that stupid, cocky grin. He tried to grab her waist and pull her into an embrace but she pushed him away. In all honesty, Sakura wanted to punch him through a wall but then that would be coming out of her paycheck.

"I sounded like an idiot! You can't do that when I'm talking to my colleagues. That's incredibly unprofessional." Sakura scolded him. Kiba couldn't help but roll his eyes at the pinkette. Sakura was quick to notice this and she grabbed him by the collar. "I'm serious, Inuzuka, you'll never do that again."

"Fine, fine." Kiba held up his hands in surrender. Not that he'd ever admit it out loud, but he was actually quite terrified of the petite pinkette. She looked harmless enough but he knew full well that she could beat his ass into next week, heal him, and do it all over again.

"Good," Sakura's demeanor quickly shifted from enraged to cheery. She loosened her grip on his shirt, smoothing out the wrinkles with a smile on her face. This woman never ceased to blow him mind. He chuckled at her and pulled her in for a proper embrace.

"Your break is almost over, you need to eat something." Kiba murmured into her hair. Sakura nodded against his chest and pulled away, turning to the bentos that sat, abandoned, on her desk. She glanced at the clock, she had less than 5 minutes.

"Shit..." Sakura cursed under her breath, sitting in her chair and practically tearing the bento open. Kiba sat back and grinned in amusement as he watched his tiny girlfriend absolutely demolish her bento in 3 minutes flat. He didn't even bother to open his, he'd eat at home.

Once she finished her food, she smoothed her hair and clothes to appear as presentable as possible. She then turned to Kiba and gave him a chaste kiss before rushing to the door.

"Thank you for lunch, Kiba. I'll see you at home, okay? Love you!" Sakura said hurriedly, slamming the door behind her as she left.

"Okay, I love you too..." Kiba spoke in the empty room, his voice bouncing off the walls. He grabbed his bento from the desk. He took a final glance at the bouquet of flowers, crinkling his nose in disgust, and walked out, the door closing behind him with a small click.

A/N: I hope y'all enjoyed this one! Thank you for reading.