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38. You have no idea

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Their new relationship continued for a few weeks, nearly every night Sakura went to Gaara and they had some fun together. Sometimes they ate together or took a bath in his wonderful whirlpool before they went into his playroom and on other occasions they were just watching a movie together or had nice loving sex or situation-dependent they had a quickie here and there.

Kakashi was still avoiding direct confrontations with her. At sparrings he preferred to train with Kankuro and at their meals together with the siblings he always took his time to show up and didn't talk much without being suspicious, but of course Sakura noticed his withdrawal. He was working hard and spent his free time with training, reading and going out. She couldn't be mad at him, it was his way of dealing with their current situation. In fact she was glad that he did, because she was able to focus on Gaara now. Extremely rarely the copy-nin made eye-contact with her, but whenever he did it tore at her heart, there was something behind those mismatching orbs she couldn't decipher.

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This Sunday afternoon the kunoichi came to the kazekage's apartment, the young village leader had invited her over to have some tea and a speciality of Suna called Mosomo on his terrace. They turned out to be sweet rice balls similar to dango, but served on a plate without a stick, spiced with cardamom and anise and filled with figs and dried prickly pears and coated in nut chips. Sakura had already fallen in love with the culinary side of Suna and these little sweets approved her feelings. Gaara smiled as he saw her happy reaction, he had prepared the Mosomos himself.

As they had finished they went inside to take a relaxing shower together before the young shinobi couple retired to his playroom.

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Sakura was wearing the leather harness Anko had given her as a present. She was kneeling in the corner of the room, where Gaara had always wanted her to wait for him until he had prepared the scene. He preferred her in a submissive position with her bare back to him, facing the floor and sitting on her knees with her arms criss crossed on her back. She could hear him stepping around, gathering different scenes and making noises to evoke both fear and lust for what he was about to do with her.

As he was ready he stopped his movement and let a few moments of silence pass, before he let a rope fall down onto the floor to excite her. Gaara's eyes didn't miss the small tremble of her body as the rope hit the floor, then he spoke in a deep and very intimidating tone:

"It's time."

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The pinkette knew exactly what he meant, she took a breath and took a moment to contemplate. Inwardly she hated it how he always wanted her to crawl on all fours over to him. It felt too humiliating and she didn't like to be treated like some kind of pet.

You know what will happen if you don't crawl. We had that experience before!

Yeah, but I abhor to crawl to him lay my head on the floor in front of him.

Don't be a baby. He loves it and treats you like a lady afterwards.

Yeah, I know…

And you know you like to play his games...

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"Better come here by yourself or I'll get you." The redhead menaced.

The young kunoichi slowly turned around and took a look at him. Gaara was standing there in the middle of the room wearing black suit pants combined with a white slim-fit button-down shirt. Obviously he had left the first buttons open to emphasize his ripped physique more and his hair was tousled in just the right way to look sexy. His arms were crossed in front of his broad chest and she could see her pink leather collar hanging down from one of his hands. As he noticed her eyes on him he cocked his head to the side with an amused smirk on his clear-cut face and his dominant posture challenged her and he raised a brow.

"Should I get you?"

Sakura bit her tongue and looked to the floor.

"No, master."

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"But?"

"No but, master."

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"Then why don't you come here?"

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Again she took a look at him.

Dammit!

She closed her eyes for a brief moment before she started to crawl over to him in slow movements as he liked it. As she was near to him she bent down to lay her forehead onto the floor in between her hands and raised her bottom up.

Gaara's hands caressed her approvingly from her head to her back and gently moved her hair to one side to collar her carefully. It had become their initiation ritual for their sessionsand like every time she had let him feel her inner struggle, although she had never used her safewords before, she had been close to disobedience today and he decided to put her in mind of how to behave properly. After all it was a game of limits which was played by both participants.

His hand slapped her ass hard once on each side and she flinched a bit.

"For your hesitation towards your master you shall be punished later on. Now stand up straight."

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Sakura did as she was told, she put her hands on her back as he had directed her in further sessions.

"Excellent! I thought we could use some devices we've never used before. These here I bought especially for you, pretty. I'm going to apply them now, so stand still."

Then he put a hand into his pocket and took out two small items made of metal and half coated in pink rubber. Slowly he applied the first one to her right nipple and adjusted the pressure, then he did the same to her left one.

The pinkette had never worn nipple clamps before. After the first short sting she thought it was no real pain at all.

Wait for it!

What do you mean?

But inner-Sakura didn't respond.

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The young kazekage led her to the penalty bench, whick looked like a low vaulting horse with leather padded rests on each side for the hands and knees. As she stood in front of it her breath quickened and her heart began to race. Gaara noticed and bent down to capture her lips with his in a sweet and soothing kiss full of passion. She lay down prone and he tied her to the wooden legs of the piece of furniture. He had never done anything she didn't like or didn't want to try, she knew she could trust him. Also she had consented prior to include fetish furniture occasionally into their sessions.

As the leather padded surface pressed against her breast she felt the stinging sensation again and it began to throb. She decided she would take it as long as she could, BDSM was an exciting play to extend limits after all. He put a silky blindfold over her eyes, stepped to her side and put a hand on her hair to caress her long pink locks. Then the young man leaned down to whisper with a confident and mellow voice into her ear:

"You said you're willing to try some new things. I need you to tell me if anything gets uncomfortable for you. Alright?"

"Yes, master." The pink-haired kunoichi seemed to be a bit nervous.

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Soft hands began to massage her shoulders and back, she could relax again soon. It was all so new to her still. Gaara stepped to the other side and due to the rustling noise he took something out of the bag she had seen standing next to the penalty bench. The next thing she perceived was a cold liquid he applied to her exposed neither regions, followed by a vibrating sound. He chuckled as she was startled by the coldness of the lube and slowly touched her with the hitachi. Her response was a loud moan and he couldn't hide a proud grin.

Hopefully I'll get her this time!

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As she began to shiver he removed the magic wand and turned it off, which earned him a disappointed groan. The redhead chuckled and opened the fly of his pants before he entered her in one rough thrust. The pinkette became reduced to her senses, the only thing she could do was to feel and let go. She knew her body was in good hands. Slowly he let a finger circle her backdoor and silently asked for entrance. Gentle and without pressure coated in the lube he had applied before it wandered inside little by little. As curious as she was, she had never let him do that so easily before, she had not been able to turn her head off enough to relax and enjoy his ministrations. She rewarded him with a moan and he let his hips circle to intensify their body contact. Her mind had never felt that light and free before, she had reached a new state of being and her head stopped thinking, she was just relishing the feelings he let her experience.

Taking his time he added a second finger and started to move them slowly as his hips continued to fill her with tantalising circles, soon her walls convulsed around him as she had one of those small orgasmic experiences. He knew she needed something more to cut the last string, that's why he had gotten her another device, but this would have to wait a bit. Her tremble around him brought him near to his own bliss and he came with a deep growl. Shukaku had not shown up for now, Gaara was still in full control of the scene, although he could hear his voice begging for more.

The redhead retreated and replaced his two fingers with said new item. By the feeling of it she could tell it was a small plug made of soft material like rubber. They had tried plugs before, but she couldn't get comfortable wearing them. This time it was different. He let her adjust to the new feeling, closed his pants and walked to the front to kiss her deeply.

The next thing she noticed was a strange noise and the feeling like the plug had become a tiny bit bigger, it didn't hurt her at all but her body language told him she was irritated. Soothing hands wandered over her back and caressed her softly.

"It's an inflatable. I'm going easy on you, slowly step by step. There's no need to be afraid. If it gets uncomfortable, tell me your safeword."

Sakura's tension began to fade and she nodded. "Yes, master."

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Again he kissed her passionately until she was relaxed enough. Then one hand cupped one of her breasts and gently removed the nipple clamp there, due to the sting of the loss she was distracted and didn't mind the plug increasing to the next step. Her nipple throbbed in sweet pain and intensified her perception. All her concern vanished and she enjoyed the rush of exciting hormones running through her body. It felt just too good. His tongue asked hers for another dance as his hands massaged her bottom softly.

Then he removed the second nipple clamp carefully while he positioned the hitachi again at her sensitive womanhood and turned it on to medium strength. She moaned in pure bliss and again didn't mind him to inflate the plug just a little more. New sensations washed over her body as the magic wand rubbed her nerve endings in such a tantalising way while his hand began to play with her plug slowly. Her cries of pleasure became louder and more urgent, he knew she was close like she had never been before. This time he would finally get her to orgasm.

Her whole body began to shake as she cried out one last supplication:

"Please, please… Sensei!"

Obviously she was too deep in subspace and on the brink of an orgasm, she didn't notice but Gaara and Shukaku had and he stopped abruptly. He didn't let her fall over the edge, although he knew this time it would had been easy, but he didn't know how to react.

Did she just said "Sensei"? But why should she say this? Or was it just in my own imagination?

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I'm tired of this shit!

Suddenly Shukaku took over, he ripped off his clothes, took a cane and whipped her hard and fast. She didn't have the time to process what was happening as he then entered her womanhood again, the feeling of being stretched and filled simultaneously due to the plug still inside of her was too much and too good at the same time. Her head began to spin, her mind wanted to react but her body was too weak and disturbingly turned on by his rough and animalistic side.

All of a sudden he pulled out the plug of the still trembling girl and replaced it grunting with his hard rod.

Don't you dare to mess with us again!

After a short moment of letting her adjust to the new intruder, he began to move and increase his thrusts steadily. In these few moments Gaara had fought with the angry demon, but he had failed to take over again, he had been only able to restrain him for a while.

The kunoichi cried out of the intense feeling as the buff redhead pounded her relentlessly until he came soon biting into the crook of her neck and pinching one of her nipples. Fire of pleasure and pain blasted through her veins, but she knew their play would be over now.

She could feel his hot and rapid breathing on her nape as he recovered from his height, their bodies were still joint. Slowly his hands went to her wrists and undid the ties, the he stroke her hair to one side and removed her collar. He tenderly kissed the area where it had been moments ago.

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"Are you okay, Sakura?"

His voice sounded guilty and hesitant.

Sakura hummed as a response, she couldn't tell him how deeply she was craving for a release right now and above all she couldn't tell him how much she liked what he had done, because it scared her. First she needed some time to think alone about what had occurred.

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He retreated and helped her out of the restraints. Gaara noticed the bruises on her bottom.

"I'm so sorry, Sakura! I've promised not to hurt you. Shukaku just…"

She stepped in front of him and sealed his lips with hers in a soothing way, then she led him into his personal bedroom. They lay down and he kissed her forehead before he drifted off into a deep slumber like she had taught him to do.

Even if he could fall asleep alone now, he preferred her by his side until he was in deep sleep. Secretly he was still afraid that Shukaku would take over to go out on a rampage. Sakura took one last look at the smiling sleepy man before she closed the door to his bathroom door and took a quick shower before she went down into her own room.

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Under the hot spray her mind twisted and turned, she couldn't think clear.

Sakura decided it was time, she had no better idea. She needed him, but shook it off.

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Silently she left the kazekage's apartment and descended to the guest floor. As she was standing in front of her door, she hesitated and her eyes wandered over to the door next to hers. Suddenly she recalled her spontaneous suggestion under the shower.

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Just do it! God dammit!

I can't.

Bullshit!

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How inner-Sakura managed to walk her over and knock on his door was enigmatic for her, but she didn't care as he opened the door and let her in without a word. Kakashi had always been her anchor and he would never abandon her, at least that was what she thought.

Apparently he had been reading one of his favourite novels, Sakura shoved the open book aside as she sat down on his lounger.

Leaning on his partition rack with his arms crossed over his chest in defence he raised a brow at her questioningly. Letting her sleep in his bed occasionally was one thing and they had never talked about that secret, but what did she want now? He had been avoiding her, they both knew it and he didn't know how he would like that confrontation right now.

"Kakashi, I need your help. I know I might ask too much, but there is no other way at the moment. I thought that through, believe me."

"What do you want, Sakura?"

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"I want you to use your sharingan on me again." Big puppy eyes looked up into his shocked mismatching ones.

"What? Why, Sakura?"

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"I… I need…" You!

"I need…" One of those earth-shaking orgasms you've shown me.

"I need... a release."

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"Sakura, remember you're in a relationship with the kazekage now. That's not my task."

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She hid her face with her palms as her shoulders start to shake, the older jounin knew she was near her breaking point again, but couldn't understand why.

He sat down next to her and put an arm around her shoulder, then he spoke in his calm tone "I'm in charge of the mission. You know I can't do that, Sakura. We can't do that. That would endanger our mission heavily. Listen to reason!"

The young kunoichi in his arms started crying and he lend her a shoulder.

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As her sobbing faded she let go of him and looked to the floor to concentrate more on what she was about to whisper. "I can't do that any longer! It's already endangering our mission. I can't focus on my target, I'm losing my sanity."

Then she searched for eye-contact. "Please help me, Sensei! Please!"

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What should I do? She's pleading with all her heart.

This mission turned into one hell of an ordeal!

I can't deny her that, even if I'm the one who's ending up insane! For the sake of the mission. For the sake of the village. For the sake of her…

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Kakashi's serious look softened, he closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh. Then he freed his sharingan.

"Look right into my eye and try to relax."

"Thank you, sensei!" She smiled and obliged as the tomoe began to spin.

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The pinkette was surprised about the scene he had chosen for her to experience. He had put her back into the training incident in her apartment, exactly when he had tied the red scarf over her eyes, but this time there was no disturbing Naruto at the door.

Sakura couldn't see anything, it was all black, but her other senses intensified and she could feel all the more. She felt him close the distance, she could feel his body warmth and sense his incredible, unique smell. Slowly he opened her hot pants and pulled them down tantalising slowly with as much body contact he could make. She could feel his gloved hands leading the shorts down as his breath fanned around her knees and his seemingly bare shoulders as he helped her to step out of it. Was that his bare face brushing her legs as he rose up?

Kakashi looked at her standing there in front of him clad in only a blue thong and a tube top. His hands itched to touch her and she was shivering in anticipation, so he let one hand caress her nape gently. She leaned into his touch, her lips opened slightly in a very inviting way, he chuckled low at her responsiveness and bent down to capture her longing lips with his. The kiss was intoxicating, a wild cocktail of hormones rushed through her veins and set her whole body on fire.

"A kiss I could die for." He whispered in his low voice and nibbled softly at her ear lobe, he had surprised her with such a compliment. The kunoichi felt his warm, strong hands apply mild pressure to her shoulders.

"Kneel down, Sakura."

As always she obeyed her former sensei all too willingly and he helped her down. Sakura put her arms on her thighs and let them fall sideways to expose her assets.

"You remember the position I taught you?"

"Yes Sir."

He hummed in approval.

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The pinkette wasn't wearing a bra underneath, so he rolled up her top to expose her torso except for her bosom. It was a sight to behold.

"Good girl!" His voice sounded hoarse and very erotic.

She couldn't hold back a smile.

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"Hm, seems like you like that as much as I do."

"Yes Sir."

He bent down to capture her in an electrifying kiss again.

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"Get down on your hands and knees!"

She heard him stepping very slowly and stern around her and brushing her bare skin occasionally.

"Keep still!"

Suddenly she felt something soft and fluffy tickle her neck, it began to dance over her body and whenever she clinched at a very ticklish place he slapped her bottom with his bare hand. Her whole body seemed to get sensitized.

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The strong jounin set the feather tickler aside to kiss her deeply before he sat down behind her and gently pulled her to lean onto him with her back to his surprisingly bare torso. She could feel his hot breathes on her cheek and neck, as he changed from kisses to bites on her neck and earlobes to intensify the effect he already had on her. One hand started to play with her perky mounds as the other slowly descended further in tantalizing circular movements. He took his time to tease her, before he let his warm fingers dive lower and began to stroke her skilfully into oblivion. Soon she cried out his name as the waves of an intense orgasm shook through her body.

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In reality Kakashi heard her moaning softly and then she whispered his name in such an erotic way underlined by the tremble of her body that he doubted he would ever get that picture out of his head. As she began to recover from falling over the edge in his passionate genjutsu, he carried the sleeping girl to his bed and tucked her in, before he left her with his loyal ninja pug snoring peacefully in her relaxed arms.

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The infamous copy-nin went to his favourite bar in Suna, he sat down at a barstool and ordered a bottle of strong sake.

"Oi Hatake, I didn't know you're in party mood again, otherwise I'd have invited you."

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Of course Kankuro would be here.

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Kakashi just put on a fake smile and shrugged "I haven't known either."

The puppet wielder plopped down next to him and ordered a bottle too "Hard day?"

The silver-haired jounin chuckled, shook his head and downed the first cup with a peculiar smirk Kankuro couldn't decipher.

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"You have no idea…"