Author's Note/Disclaimer:
Please be advised that this chapter contains EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT and moderate BDSM. Kinks/fetishes include but are not limited to: blindfolds/sight deprivation, sensory overload, masochism, biting, edging, oil massage, hair pulling, breast and nipple play/torture, begging, praise, multiple female orgasms, and service domination. If ANY of these topics make you uncomfortable, please stop reading now and go about your day elsewhere. I repeat: This chapter contains EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT and moderate BDSM. If ANY of the above topics make you uncomfortable, please stop reading now and go about your day elsewhere.
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Much love,
Nira
Yuriko got home from gathering ingredients for her tea fairly early in the evening and Kakashi was waiting for her in the living room, just home from a mission. When she walked into the apartment and saw him lounging on the couch, a wide smile spread across her face as she dropped her ingredients at the door and ran to embrace him.
"You're home!" she beamed, her arms around his neck as she leaned over the back of the couch and planted a big fat kiss on his cheek.
He chuckled and pulled her over the couch and into his lap, his lips claiming hers. He'd missed her. It wasn't a particularly dangerous mission, but he was away for weeks and he often wondered what she was up to and if she was thinking of him as much as he was thinking of her. The kiss was sweet but restrained as he held himself back from ravaging her in his need to be with her.
"What's wrong?" she inquired as she gazed into his mismatched eyes and caressed his cheek.
"I missed you."
She smiled and cuddled into him further, stealing his warmth and surrounding herself with him, drowning herself in his scent and presence. Kakashi responded by wrapping his arms tighter around her.
"Does Iruka know you're home yet?"
Kakashi shook his head in denial and nuzzled into her neck, breathing her natural scent in. "No, not yet. May I request something of you tonight?"
"Hm? What's that?"
"Let me be selfish… let me have you to myself in every possible way. Can you do that for me? Please?"
His voice was destitute, aquiver with anticipation. His fingertips gripped onto the fabric of her sundress and his breath tickled her neck, hot against her tender flesh. Yuriko's pulse raced as the tiny hairs on the back of her neck stood on end and sent a chill down her spine, her temperature jumping with her sudden arousal. Feeling her body tense, Kakashi's tongue reached out to lap at the tender spot where her neck met her shoulder and nibbled on it gently, eliciting a breathy moan from her.
"Surrender everything to me. Obey my every command. Let me hear your voice ring out in desperation for me. Let me push your limits and spoil you with all of the love I haven't been able to give to you since I've been away. I'm dying to have you all to myself, even if only for tonight."
Kakashi's pawing grew more assertive and teeth nipped harder at her neck as her temperature rose and breathing tempered with each whispered demand. He sounded so desolate and his now stiff phallus was pressed firmly against her hip. She answered his plea by sitting up, straddling his hips with her core pressed to his bulge, wrapping her arms around his neck, and consuming his lips. Kakashi groaned and pulled her hips further into his. Without a second thought on her nonverbal consent, one hand grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled hard enough to draw a moan out of her, and he took the opportunity to shove his tongue into her mouth and reclaim the territory that he hadn't had the pleasure of exploring for an agonizingly long few weeks.
As Kakashi deepened the kiss, Yuriko's chest burned from the lack of oxygen and her head grew lighter. When he finally pulled away, she gasped for breath but she didn't have time to catch it before Kakashi stood, one arm tucked under her rear end to hold her to him as he effortlessly walked with her around the couch, locked the door, and carried her to the bedroom where he'd already prepared coconut oil, burned a scented candle, and set out a blindfold and a few small toys and trinkets on the bedside table.
"You've really thought this through, haven't you?" Yuriko chuckled.
"I have, thanks to you. Remember your traffic light colors and don't be afraid to use them if I push your limits too far." Yuriko nodded and hummed in agreement and Kakashi smiled. "That's my girl."
Kakashi let her down, her dress riding up to expose the cute blue boyshort panties that she was wearing. Carefully, he gathered the fabric of her dress and pulled it up and off of her before dropping it off to the side and diving in for a deep, passionate kiss. His hands were gentle as they caressed her lithe frame, drinking in the softness of her skin, but the depth of the kiss left Yuriko's chest burning, aching for air. When she thought she might implode, Kakashi pulled away and instead buried his face into her neck, breathing her in and placing reverent kisses along the length of it from below her jaw to her collar bone and everywhere in between while his hands worked to unclasp her bra. Once her breasts were free, all that remained was her panties and they had to go, Kakashi thought. There should be nothing in the way of his intentions to pamper his beloved in every way.
"Lie down on your stomach," Kakashi breathed into her ear, nibbling on the helix.
Yuriko did as she was told, getting comfortable on the bed while Kakashi stripped himself of everything except his boxer briefs. When she was comfortable, Kakashi ran his hands from her hips to her shoulders, placing random, reverent kisses along her back. Yuriko sighed at the feeling of his rough, hot hands on her, relaxing at his touch. He'd never been so forward and yet still so gentle with her before but it was a very welcome surprise and she couldn't deny that it was arousing.
Kakashi's fingers hooked into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down as his hands caressed along her legs and his eyes darkened slightly with his lust for her. He poured a generous amount of oil onto her back and Yuriko sighed as he began to massage it into her skin, taking her lower lip between her teeth to suppress a moan. Her body was perfect, he thought, battle and training scars included. His fingertips traveled along the smooth curves of her slim waist, danced around the dimples of her lower back, meandered over the supple mounds of her rear end, and memorized the lines that defined her long, lean legs. His hands were calloused but Yuriko didn't mind. They were the hands of a dedicated, hard-working shinobi who loved and had missed her dearly and she loved the contrast of what they had done and had the potential to do to an adversary with how gentle and reassuring they had always been when they were on her in any way. He applied gentle pressure, massaging the tension from her muscles– her neck and shoulders, her arms and hands, her lower back, her glutes which were tighter than she'd expected them to be, her thighs, calves, and even her feet– taking great care to work the knots out of every one of them without hurting her.
Kakashi was acutely attuned to her reactions to his every action. Nothing escaped his attention. He noticed how she sighed as his hands and forearms glided with ease over her supple skin with the help of the coconut oil, and groaned in pleasure and pain when he found and massaged out each knot that had covertly been causing her discomfort. He recognized when her breathing tempered in response to his tongue tracing along the shell of her ear or the soft breath he blew along her spine. He reveled in the way her body trembled and she whimpered whenever his fingers would briefly sweep across her labia as he massaged her hamstrings and lower glutes, and how the scent of her arousal grew each time he did it. He adored how eager and ready she was for him and he loved knowing exactly what she desired but prolonging giving it to her. He couldn't help the smug grin that snaked across his lips when he demanded for her to turn over in his husky baritone whispered warm and gentle into her ear that sent a very visible shudder through her body before she obeyed. Yuriko's eyes were filled with lust as she took in Kakashi's composure and laid-back demeanor despite his ever-raging hard on, but her cheeks were dusted pink with embarrassment, brow furrowed in frustrated impatience, and lower lip between her teeth in self-restraint.
"Good girl," he purred, smirking. "Now is when the fun really begins."
Yuriko wondered what exactly that meant but when Kakashi pointed to the blindfold, she instantly knew and a rush of nervous excitement made her stomach flutter and a grin spread over her face before she took it upon herself to secure it in place. Kakashi chuckled, amused. He had intended on blindfolding her, himself, but she was apparently very excited and it was adorable.
"Is it on well?" he asked so she hummed and nodded in approval. "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure. I can't see anything, I swear."
Kakashi grinned, holding his breath and hovering above her but nothing about her demeanor changed, not even a dip in her smile. Satisfied that she was adequately blind, he closed the gap to give her a quick peck as a little reward that made her gasp and jump slightly. When he pulled away, he continued his full-body massage with another ample pour of coconut oil onto her chest and toned stomach. He started at her chest, massaging her collarbones and slowly moving to her pert breasts. He kneaded the sensitive mounds, noting that Yuriko had started panting and biting her lip to keep from moaning. Thinking "that won't do," he flicked his tongue over her nipple before taking it into his mouth and continuing to massage it and was rewarded for his efforts with a whimpering mewl from his beloved as she squirmed beneath him, her breathing shallow and feverish as her need and arousal continued to build.
After a while, he continued on, his hands sliding along her ribcage and slim waist while his tongue and lips blazed a meandering trail across her abdomen and paused to ravage her navel. Yuriko thought he'd keep going southerly to her heated and dripping sex to relieve her growing need for a release, but when he skipped over it entirely to lick and caress her inner thigh, instead, she couldn't help the frustrated growl that escaped her throat. Kakashi smirked, amused, but he took issue with the growl and chomped down on her tender flesh with a deep, guttural growl of his own, eliciting a yelp of surprise and pain from Yuriko.
Hearing it, Kakashi quickly released her and licked, kissed and massaged around the bite, soothing it, before he continued on with his tender, loving massage. He finished massaging her other leg and caressed his way back up her body from her ankles, nipping and squeezing firmly at her inner thighs, intentionally swiping a finger along her slick folds and flicking her clit, dipping his tongue into and around her naval and along her abs, gripping her hip on one side while his other hand glided up the other to fondle and massage the opposite breast before his mouth caught up to it and suckled the other. His hand at her hip released its grip and grazed up her side before snaking around her neck and squeezing the sides to temporarily slow the bloodflow to her head, his other hand sneaking under her to make her back arch and take hold of her perfect ass, and his mouth detached from her tortured breast to steal her breath in an empassioned kiss.
Yuriko's head was swimming, her entire body hypersensitive to everything. She heard Kakashi's breaths, ragged and uneven, her pulse too fast and loud rushing in her ears, and the wet, scratching sounds of Kakashi's rough palms sliding over her oiled skin. She felt his heart racing in his chest, his temperature higher than normal in his heightened state, the twitch and hardness of his prominent bulge, the sharpness of his fingers digging into the meat of her rear end. She could smell his sweat in the air, amplifying Kakashi's natural spicy musk but slightly softened by coconut, her own soaking wet sex and Kakashi's precum, and the candle– amber and sandalwood– was so overpowering that it smelled as if it had spilled onto the bed beside them. And she could taste the faded flavor of green tea– he must have had a cup earlier– and coconut on his tongue as it dominated hers. When she felt like she'd pass out from the overwhelming everything, Kakashi's hand around her throat loosened its grip and moved to tangle his fingers into the hair at the nape of her neck, allowing blood to rush to her head and Kakashi bit into her neck– that sweet spot where her neck met her shoulder– and Yuriko wailed, clutching onto Kakashi as a huge flood of endorphins overtook her and pushed her to the brink of fainting. Kakashi growled into her neck, his entire body constricting to pull himself even closer to her, still.
"Oh my god," she panted, digging her fingers into his back, wrapping her legs around his torso, and holding his head to her neck. "Kakashi, please. I want you inside me so bad."
Kakashi hummed and kissed and suckled her neck around where he'd bitten her. He knew it would bruise but even that gave him a slight twinge of personal satisfaction. Her entire body was trembling. He knew she'd had an orgasm– he could smell it– but she needed more. She was literally begging him for it and a deep, rumbling chuckle escaped him.
"Patience, beautiful. I have so much more planned to spoil you rotten with. By the end of this evening, you'll be so utterly satisfied that you'll be begging me to stop. For now, just relax and let me pleasure you… okay?"
Yuriko nodded and loosened her vice grip from around him, relaxing back into the softness of the bed and pillows and Kakashi smiled, caressing her cheek and jaw. "There's my good girl. Now, don't move. I'll be right back."
Kakashi stood up and walked into the kitchen leaving Yuriko lying naked and still slightly trembling on the bed, wondering what else he had in store for her. When he returned, he made sure to make enough noise for her to know that he'd returned so as not to scare her. He ran a firm, hot, rough hand from her stomach, up between her breasts, and softened his touch to support her head as he lifted her into a sitting position. He caressed her cheek and traced a fingertip along her lower lip so she slightly parted her lips, her body on fire and breath running ahead of her once again. Smiling, Kakashi plucked an ice cube from the glass of water he'd brought and held it to her pouty, swollen bottom lip, allowing it to melt as he dragged it from one corner of her lip to the other.
"I brought you a glass of water," he cooed, removing the ice cube from her lip and putting it in his mouth, instead as he picked up the glass from the floor and coaxed it into her hand. "Drink."
Yuriko blushed, flustered and confused but did as she was told. She was thirsty, but how did he know that? And was the pawing and ice cube more foreplay or was he teasing her? When she downed the whole glass and handed it back to him with only the ice in it, he smirked and gently pushed her back into lying down. When she was comfortable again, Kakashi continued his mission to pleasure his love, licking trails along her body and blowing along the saliva trails with his breath cooled from the icecube he'd sucked on. He paid special attention to her breasts, perking her nipples up until they were painfully erect and reached for a pair of nipple clamps that were connected by a delicate chain from the bedside table.
As soon as one was securely in place, Yuriko whimpered and squirmed, biting her bottom lip as she felt herself become slick with desire again. She'd teased Iruka for being a masochist only to find out that she was one, too, apparently. Kakashi hummed in curiosity and approval and when he got the same reaction from putting the second one on, his grin turned wolfish. He kissed and licked his way down her stomach toward her sex and when he got there, he gave it a slow, agonizing lick from the opening to her clit, and Yuriko purred, gripping onto the bedding. Finally!, she thought. But he maintained a deliberately slow pace, building the tension and Yuriko's frustration.
"Dammit, Kakashi!" she half whined, half growled. "You're driving me crazy!"
"Hmmm… am I?" he purred, his face still buried between her legs and effectively hiding his grin, though she was still blindfolded so it didn't matter either way.
"You are and you know it! Please, your tongue feels so good and I'm so close! Please just make me cum already!"
"You want to cum?"
"Gods, yes, please! Please make me cum, 'Kashi, please. I'm begging you."
"As you wish, my dearest."
Kakashi paused to adjust their positions, placing pillows under her lower back until her toes barely touched the bed and her pussy was at a comfortable sitting level for him so he could wrap his arm around her thigh to hold her still and he immediately returned his face to her, his mouth warm and wet as it ravaged her, his tongue simultaneously licking and sucking her clit while he slid two fingers into her and massaged her inner walls. "Oh, fuck!" was all Yuriko managed to utter before she threw her head back at the sudden onslaught of sensation, her back arching and eyes bulging behind the blindfold as her lungs forgot how to function and vocal cords went on strike to leave her mouth open in a noiseless, breathless scream as her orgasm flooded over her and onto Kakashi's taste buds. But he didn't stop with just the one. That would be too easy, he thought, so he continued to work wonders with his mouth and fingers, drawing earth-shattering orgasms two through- how many was she at now?- from his beloved until she found the breath and voice to scream "yellow" and fainted, her body a sweaty, twitching, heavily panting mass.
To be continued in "Dominance: Primal"
