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Hello to my boyfriend, who recently decided to join the readership. He's my biggest motivator after all.
So the training will end soon and her practise time will follow before we'll see what Suna will bring.
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13. Hardskills: Week 3 - Dark Sins - Crash Course 1 & 2
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A little hung over Sakura scuffled to her kitchenette and prepared some breakfast. A steaming cup of coffee, some orange juice and a chia omelette with fresh mushrooms and smoked salmon would do.
She was no friend of Tsunade's secret hangover jutsu. No doubt it worked well, but it blocked a lot of chakra paths temporarily and she didn't like that fact. So she rather suffered a bit than not being able to operate with full force in chase of emergency.
After breakfast she layed down on the couch, wrapped in her cozy snuggly and continued reading Kakashi's dirty novel.
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"Are you ok?"
She shrieked and fell down from her couch. The silver haired Jounin laughed, he had successfully startled her again.
"You'll be the death of me someday!" She fumed.
You have no idea, he thought and smirked.
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"Calm down, Sakura! I didn't mean to offend you. You were sleeping on your couch. By the way it's dangerous for a ninja to rest that careless without any protection, I thought I taught you better." He acted dramatically with his hands in the air.
"I'm in the privacy of my own four walls, you know!" Sakura cocked her head to the side.
"You'll never know where the enemy is couching."
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She stood up and just shrugged, before she walked over to her kitchenette.
She spoke over her shoulder "Tea?"
"Yes please." Kakashi plopped down on her couch and surveyed her snuggly.
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Sakura came back and had to laugh about that sight to behold:
The infamous copy-nin was lying on her couch wearing her pink snuggly up to his ears and reading his favourite book. Speaking of where the enemy is COUCHing!
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"I've never imagined that thing to be so relaxing. It feels like your own comforting world. I think I need one of those things myself." He spoke in an unbent tone without any signs of laughter and wriggled his toes under the mass of pink.
Sakura couldn't stop guffawing, she nearly dropped the tea pot.
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"What?" In all his fluffly glory he looked at her over his book, speaking in a pretended offended voice and raised a brow to underline it.
"Who would have known the infamous Kakashi Hatake likes girly stuff!"
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"It's not girlish. It has sleeves to read after all!" He pointed at them dramatically with his book in hands.
"Kakashi, it's pink to the core, fleecy and cuddly!" She nearly doubled over.
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Deadly serious he patted the surface and said "Isn't it available in blue too?"
Shaking in laughter nearly to the point of breathlessness she just nodded.
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He continued to read "You know, my birthday will come soon."
She stopped laughing. "In Suna you won't need a snuggly, Kakashi."
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He put down his book and unwrapped himself from the fluffiness. She noticed he had discarded his flak jacket and his sweater to relish her blanket-sleeve-thing more.
Weird, but hot. Damn, where did that come from?
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Kakashi shrugged, "Who's to say what an elite-nin likes for comfort?"
Again he didn't miss her eyes following his shoulders flex.
Sakura had to chuckle and sat down next to him to pour them some tea.
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"Today we'll start with your crash course in BDSM. What do you know about it?"
"Ehrm, it's kind of sex with pain, I guess."
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He took a sip of his tea, his body was relaxed and he said in a stern voice. "No, it's not."
Again he took a sip of his steaming cup. "In fact it's an exciting play with limits, Sakura, which rewards you with a lot of your body's own drugs."
He took another sip before he put down his cup and looked at her absolutely certain. "When you enjoyed it once, you'll never miss it."
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"So, I guess you're into it, right?" She stated faintly before turning her attention to her own cup of tea.
His answer was a simple eye-crinkle.
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"There are three roles in BDSM: The dominant part, who plays with someone, he or she leads the whole session and is on the giving end. Then there's the submissive one, who gives up his or her autonomy temporarily. He or she allows the dominant part to play with his or her limits and to do as he or she is told whatever they both agreed to. Also there are so called switchers, who can act as both, dominant or submissive depending on the play," he continued in his stern tone.
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"Which role do you play?" She was confident enough to ask him.
Again he just answered with an eye-crinkle.
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"BDSM consists of three main components: BD stands for bondage and discipline, DS for dominance and submission and SM for sadism and masochism, with fluid boundaries.
The dominant part is also called dom, top or rigger depending on the form of BDSM. He or she relishes being in control of another person, like guiding him or her to pleasure and punishing him or her for misbehaviour.
The submissive part is called sub, bottom or bunny. He or she relishes not being in control and letting go completely. He or she could experience immense bliss due to the activities the dom chooses. He or she has the power to apply the emergency brake whenever it's getting too far.
Everything between the two happens safe, sane and consensual. There are no exceptions.
So before you'll start your first play with a new partner you'll have to talk a lot. Some even prefer to fill out a contract."
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"A contract?" Sakura raised a brow.
"Yeah, it's an effective method to have the agreements in black and white for future reference. It basically includes what you two are willing to do. Normally there's a list of activities and utensils inside, it contains your roles in the play and what emergency break you agreed to."
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"Emergency brake?" Now she was curious.
"Communication is the golden rule of BDSM. You determine specific words and gestures before you start a BDSM session. Sometimes you won't be able to talk, for example due to a ball gag, so you need signs to communicate with him. Usually there is one safeword and one slowword. The slowword is used whenever something goes too quick for you to adapt or you're nearing your personal limits, whereas the safeword stops a session abruptly.
It's nothing you should be afraid of, there isn't anything that could happen against your will. Otherwise you could slow it down or stop it at any point." He gave her a reassuring smile with his eye.
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She smiled back and sipped her tea. Of course she had made his favourite blend again.
"So if I say no, he won't do so?"
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He chuckled lowly and she felt her insides curl. Sometimes this man had a dangerous effect on her.
"No, Don't or Ouch are no safewords, Sakura. Normally you choose words not fitting the situation in the slightest. Be creative! For example chestnut tree, starfish or hokage tower, some prefer words of a different language like gelato, Sleipnir or Oachkatzlschwoaf. Others like to talk in a foreign language during their session to better detach it from their normal life."
"What the hell does Oachkatzlschwoaf mean?"
"It's the tail of a squirrel in Tyrolean. Jiraiya mentioned it in Icha Icha Tactics. You should have read it by now, so how's it going?" He faced her with a serious look.
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The pink-haired chuunin looked at the floor and started to fidget with the hem of her shirt.
"I… I tried to finish it. Really. But… But, I'm sorry, there are some parts inside I couldn'T bring myself to read. It was so disturbing. You should have it back."
She reached out for the dirty novel on her couch table and put it on his lap without looking at him.
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"I see." The silver-haired shinobi took another sip of his favourite tea. "What do you mean in particular? Did the described practices disturb you?"
"Ehrm, no, it was… It was… The characters." She pulled her knees to her chest and propped her chin on them. "They remind me too much of two certain ninja."
Kakashi chuckled and shook his head.
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"You should keep the book. It's a present." He handed it back.
Sakura took it and put it between her knees and her head. "hm. Thank you", she told him sarcastically.
"You should read the others too!" His eye-crinkle triggered an embarrassed smile of herself.
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After a few moments of silence, besides a tea-sipping jounin, she found her voice again, although it was more like a whisper.
"Is it true?"
"What?" He turned to her.
"I mean, I wonder if Jiraiya and Tsunande really had something together?" Her cheeks were tinted in a light pink.
Kakashi shrugged. "I guess so, but we'll never know."
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Both chuckled, as she sat up again, he shifted and his leg touched hers for a brief moment. He leered under his mask as he noticed her instant reaction. That simple touch evoked a small shiver and her heartbeat quickened. So responsive, little one.
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They continued to talk about common practises of the different segments of BDSM.
"Finish the book, Sakura and don't forget the interesting homework the girl's gave you", he winked at her as her urge to kill him rose again.
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"Anko consented to take your class tomorrow. I can't help you much with those things, I'm no switcher. I can't explain you the side of the sub and how the toys feel in detail."
So he is into that stuff indeed, more so he revealed he is a dominant one. Sakura smiled knowingly as he left her apartment.
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Her second class of BDSM started as Anko came by and they finished their usual dango tea ritual.
The snake summoner pulled out an item of leather straps and buckles of her big bag.
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"This is a leather harness. Try it on. You can put it over your clothes, but try it at home naked. Trust me, the leather and the friction does wonders to your body."
Sakura took a peek into the bag. "Where did you get this all from?"
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"You'll see tomorrow!" Anko answered chuckling.
The pink-haired kunoichi raised a brow "oookaayyy…"
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"Don't be nervous. Tomorrow will be great. You'll come to my place and I'll introduce you to some new things, later you'll have a class with Kakashi again. It will be fun!" The older woman patted her shoulder.
"Hm. If you say so." She wasn't convinced in the slightest.
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Anko spread the items of the bag on the table.
"Come on! So, what we have here are different kinds of utensils for corporal punishment. The main difference is the sting they produce. Here, take this soft flogger first. It could be used to stroke your body and let your nerve ends beg for more or to punish it with short, little stinging lashes."
She handed her two other floggers "They're basically the same, but this one is made out of hard leather and this one has braided ends and knots. Try them out on your hand. You'll see they have different effects."
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Anko showed her paddles, whips, crops and rods, then some different kinds of restraints.
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"Thank you for introducing me into the world of pain, but tell me, why should anyone do this voluntarily? I get the concept of dominance, but submission?"
"Close your eyes. Imagine you can let go completely, you don't have to think. You're reduced to your senses. The only thing you can do is to relish what you can feel with your body. Let your spirit flow, enjoy the experience. Let yourself be guided by another person."
She stepped behind her, took her hand and raised it to her shoulder. Then she stroked the small leather strap at the end of her favourite riding crop down from her fingers to her shoulder. Suddenly she snapped the crop once in her own hand and Sakura jerked. Next she walked in front of her, the crop brushed gently over her collar bone and neck.
Softly she put her chin up with the crop, "Open your eyes, Sakura."
The young kunoichi did as she was told and Anko continued to speak.
"Giving yourself to someone you trust completely frees your soul, it's the most exciting feeling in the world. He will make you feel heights you've never felt before, he'll let you experience your personal borders and you both will try to cross them here and there, but you'll see the most are only in your head. Everything you do is about feeling with every nerve end of every body part. The excitement is indescribable. It's an incredible explosion of endorphins and other happiness hormones.
In my opinion there's no closer experience you can share with another person. Afterwards you'll feel strong and independent, it will do wonders to your self-confidence. By far it's the hottest form of bodily interaction you could enjoy. Trust me. "
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Sakura was stunned. She never thought about that.
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The snake summoner showed her more toys and items of different materials. Sakura learned that each material has a different effect.
Anko told her that metal for example was ice-cold first, which was an exciting turn on. It sentisized the nerve ends on and in different body parts, depending on the sort of the toy, before it would slowly adapt to body temperature and stimulate with its statics. Or that leather created an interesting mix of friction and resistance and had an appealing smell of power and dominance.
Sometimes the pink-haired ninja caught herself drifting away, imagining Kakashi using the items on anybody she couldn't decipher.
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That night Sakura was sleeping tight.
In her dreams she fled in Tatsuo's arms, he was saving her and they ran away together the night before she had to leave for Suna. They wanted to settle down at a farm similar to his childhood stories to live a wild and romantic life together far away from Konoha and Suna.
As they entered the beautiful cottage, he kissed her deeply and they stumbled into the bedroom. There they finally continued what had started in her living room in reality a few weeks ago. The tall ANBU undressed her gently, his own clothes followed suit. He was a sight for the gods.
Sakura laid down on the bed and he crawled on top of her predatorily. Slowly he kissed down from her neck to her breast to nibble on her hard, rosy buds. Moaning he continued to kiss down, his tongue dove into her navel before he descended further. His hands found their way under her buttcheeks and squeezed them softly. Then his mouth reached her pink curls, recently shaved to a landing strip, he leered up at her with his enchanting blue eyes.
Unexpectedly he bit her inner thigh and then kissed his way back to her womanhood. She could feel his tongue orbit her little pearl, but not touching it yet. He was driving her insane, her whole body trembled in impatience. That's when he chuckled lowly and dangerously, reminding her of one certain sensei. She looked down and suddenly saw a silver-head with mismatching eyes burning up at her, instead of Tatsuo's face.
With a loud shriek she woke up.
Damn! I was so close! Now he's even disturbing my dreams!
"Bastard! I'm going to kill you someday!" She screamed in her state of all worked up, but left sex-starved. For her sexual satisfaction wasn't meant to be