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This chappy is rather short, but I hope you'll like it though.
I'm sitting in the living room right now and the digital thermometer shows 29,3 inside and 34,9°C on our terrace. It's hald past seven p.m. and I still feel like I'm getting cooked. Apparently the dog is melting, too. She's everything but amused hahaha.
It's true, penthouses use to have that special sauna season! :D
According to the last ten years, we're having a pretty normal summer here in Western Austria. From 9 to 42 degrees, from mighty downpours and heavy thunderstorms to humid Foehn or oppressive desert-like heat without a single breeze, everything seems possible. Depending on the weather I'm more or less productive at writing and getting… ah… let's simply call it "inspiration" :P, so please be a little patient.
Next week I'll have more time for you, guys. I've already made plans to start a writing project on soon. I hope you'll like it J
SquaMata
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6. Untouched Mornings
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Nearly four hours later Pakkun approached quietly to wake his summoner up like he had agreed prior. The skilled ninja pug then returned to Kakashi's room to wait for him there and to resume watching the door. He would inform him in case somebody could notice the hokage's absence.
As soon as the little ball of fur had left the room, Kakashi implemented his plans to wake her up in the best way someone could start a birthday. Noiselessly and very slowly he descended under the sheets, where he carefully parted her legs a little without disturbing her deep slumber before he started to explore her sweet feminine parts with his gentle mouth. Sakura began to stir in her sleep due to the soft passion overcoming her and her breathing became erratic.
He chuckled as her soft moans encouraged him to keep up the sensual movement of the tip of his tongue. The expert in the sheets added a little suction to increase her pleasure which promptly earned him a dreamy moan of his name.
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"Ehrm, boss?" All of a sudden Pakkun reappeared.
The silverhead stuck his head out from under the sheets to give him the evil eye.
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"Boss, I'm deeply sorry, it wasn't my intention to disturb your privacy, but someone's about to break into your empty bedroom."
Kakashi's glare changed into an irritated frown. "What?", he grunted in annoyance.
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The little pug gave him the apologetic puppy look like he had done something absolutely forbidden and didn't know where to look at in that weird, compromising situation. "The Nara boy. Apparently he has detected your absence."
The copy-nin closed his eyes for a brief moment and Pakkun noticed the almost pained expression on his face. Lying in between the smooth, warm legs of the sleeping woman cherished so much, didn't make his inevitable decision easier.
Dammit!
There would be no way to continue their loving activity now. After giving his sleeping beauty a loving kiss onto the lilac seal on her forehead, the great copy-nin poofed noiselessly into his own bedroom, where a seemingly nervous shadow wielder hammered against the door.
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Angry of the disturbance Kakashi hid his aching morning glory and walked over to answer the door before it would collapse. With an annoyed grunt he opened the wooden door.
"What is it?" Kakashi glared at him. "One cannot sleep peacefully in his bed here."
Shikamaru took a quick look at the tired as hell looking hokage, then at the room behind. In an instant the young man's sharp intellect noticed said bed, which didn't match the sleepy appearance, the dishevelled bedhead and the ruffled sleeping clothes of the hokage in the slightest.
"Nothing. I'm sorry, I just… Ehrm,…" The black-haired jounin caught sight of the clock on the wall. "They serve breakfast in an hour." A smirk formed on his face.
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"Aha. In an hour you say?" The silverhead raised a brow at him.
Shikamaru nodded while his eyes returned to the obviously untouched bed.
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Kakashi followed his amused look and realised his careless mistake. "Well, then excuse me, I'll go back to bed then."
Shikamaru couldn't hold back a broad grin anymore. "Sure."
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And without another word Kakashi shut the door. Damn you, Nara.
He plopped down onto the matrass and closed his eyes. A little nap won't kill nobody.
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Later on the quick-witted young man had to go and get the tired silverhead for breakfast because he had slept in as expected.
"Long night?"
One warning look of the hokage was enough and he stopped his suggestions immediately.
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