A/N: Hi again everyone. The serious lemon dessert chapter is finally here. Anko's devious plan is about to go into full swing. Just so you know, LEMON happening here! You've been warned. Also, those of you who did not check my profile should know what a "safe word" is. It is a word agreed upon by two consenting adults who are planning on having intimate contact that is a little bit beyond normal. Therefore, they establish a "safe word" that when uttered, STOPS everything, so that either one or both can settle down, regroup, re-set and go back at it. Now, you're wondering, "What the fuck did she do now?" You're about to find out. I had fun with this chapter and I do hope you like it. All the naughty little minds (or big minds) out there will I'm sure. Anyway, enough chatter, let's go. Enjoy!
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Kakashi took Anko to a nice restaurant where they had a quiet dinner, and flirted shamelessly with each other, not caring who saw them, or what they thought. As they walked to a dango stand where Kakashi bought a few for Anko to eat on the way home he said to her, "So, what do you have in store for me tonight?"
Between big bites, Anko said, "It's a secret. In fact, it's so secret you have to wait outside in the hall until I'm done preparing for it."
"I can't even come in? I'll wait in the kitchen."
"No you won't! You'll wait in the hall until I tell you to come in!"
"I'll just stand in the doorway and face out into the hall."
Anko turned on him and with a determined look, one he'd seen many times before, she said, "MY plans. MY doing. MY game. MY rules. Got it?"
"I'll just wait in the hall then, shall I?"
She patted him on the cheek and said, "That's right. Now, let's go to my place where your surprise awaits you."
Kakashi suddenly forgot all about his upcoming mission.
Anko kept grinning to herself because she knew what was coming. Never in a million years did she ever think she'd try something like this, but knowing what kind of perv Kakashi was, she knew he'd definitely enjoy it. Especially since, he was going to have to trust her while she was "tending to him." She almost giggled, but she didn't want him asking any questions. So instead, she'd just glance at him sideways and smile a bit – deviously.
They walked in the building and went up to Anko's floor. Kakashi stood outside her door, while she reached for her key, smiling to herself. Kakashi had noticed all the smiling she'd been doing, and he said, "I'm scared."
She looked at him and said, "You should be. Stay here. When I call you – come in, and lock the door. No lights. Just come to the bedroom."
"No pain involved right?"
"Not unless you insist. Do you trust me?"
He looked her in the eye and knew he did. He nodded and said, "Do with me what you will."
"I intend to. Stay here. I won't be long." She stepped in the door and closed it behind her. Then she kicked off her shoes and ran to her bedroom. She practically tore off her dress and then winged it in the corner – she knew she'd pick it up in the morning – maybe. She stripped down to only her "Fridays" and then took her scissors and clipped the tag off the gorgeous black floor length satiny gown she'd bought for the occasion which she put on quickly. It had spaghetti straps – which she knew men – mainly Kakashi - could not resist. It had a slit up the right side from floor to hip. It had a wide slash of lace across the front from left breast to right hip that followed the slit down to the floor. She thought wait till he gets an eyeful of this! I hope he doesn't get a nosebleed.
She ran into the bathroom and glanced in her mirror, and then she paused to brush her teeth. She was satisfied, even though her eyes were a bit bloodshot from the sake, but she thought he won't be able to tell in the lighting. She went back to the bedroom and got the lighter out, and lit the twenty or so candles she'd set up strategically around her room so no amount of bouncing bed action would cause any to fall and possibly burn the place down. She looked around the room and thought sexy lighting, check. Sexy woman waiting in sexy gown in sexy lighting, check! One more thing and we'll begin. She reached over to her side table, next to the small picture and the alarm clock, and folded up the last item she needed and tucked it between her breasts. Now. Time to begin.
She called, "I'm ready when you are. Come in." She waited and listened. She heard the door open and close. She heard the lock. Before he could take another step, she said, "Say something so I know it's you."
He said, "If anyone had attempted to get near your door while I was waiting outside it, there'd be a corpse in the hall. There is none, so it's me."
"Good. Come in."
"It's kinda dark out here."
"Follow the light to me." Kakashi followed the dim light that seemed to be flickering, to her bedroom.
When he rounded the door, he was stunned speechless. His girlfriend stood there, bathed in candlelight wearing the sexiest black negligee he'd ever seen. It wasn't smutty looking, but revealed just enough to make him want to see more. Spaghetti straps he thought as he greedily took in every detail. She had her head tilted slightly down, and she had that "come hither" look on her face. He didn't move. He couldn't move. He never wanted to forget what she looked like at that exact moment. He wished his sharingan could burn the image of her into the back of his eyelids so every time he closed his eyes, he'd see nothing but her the way she looked right that second. He tried to memorize every detail, as his body instinctively began to respond to her.
Anko stared at her boyfriend, who obviously liked what he saw. She decided to push him as far as she could. So she did nothing, but step her right leg forward and out to the right, showing him that her gown did indeed have a slit that went clear up to her hip. This new visual almost brought Kakashi to his knees. She let him look at her a few more moments, enjoying what she was doing to him, also enjoying what it was doing to her. She said, "Undress."
Kakashi said nothing. He kicked his shoes off, and reaching behind the middle of his back, he pulled his shirt off in one swift movement. He stood there in nothing but his mask and his pants. His breath was increasing. One more quick move and his mask was off and discarded. He removed his belt, undid his pants, let them drop and stepped out of them. He stood there before her in his underwear only.
Anko said, "All of it." Kakashi smiled at her.
He noticed that Anko had something new in her room. He said, "New headboard. I like the rungs."
"Functionality. You'll see why."
Kakashi's mind ground to a dead stop. He stood there, and asked, "Exactly what are you planning?"
Anko very simply reached between her breasts and pulled out a long black silky scarf.
Kakashi's eyes got wide. He thought this is just like a scene out of Icha Icha Twisted Tie-Up! I am SO lucky!!! He was willing to do whatever Anko said, because if she had plans that even remotely resembled this latest of his Icha Icha collection, he was going to be one very happy man indeed. He quickly understood why she had a new headboard. He was about to be tied to it.
She said, "Face down."
"Huh?"
"Do it. Don't worry. I want you to experience the exquisite sensation of touch today. For that, you need to be face down."
"I trust you."
"You should. By the way, are you ticklish?"
Oh crap! "Just my feet. You're not going to tie me up and tickle me are you?"
"Not intentionally. But I don't know what kind of reaction you may have to the feeling of this silky, sexy gown sliding over your skin."
"I can't wait to find out."
Anko said, "Before you hit the mattress, you need to do your duty."
Kakashi turned to her, with a question on his face. Anko just gathered the length of her gown and pulled it up to reveal, her "Fridays." He grinned at her, walked to her, reached under the flowing gown and quickly grabbed the front of her "Fridays", pulling them forward, making the Velcro sides release. He tossed them aside, and she pointed to the bed. He kept his eye on her as he climbed on the bed face down.
Anko walked to her prone ninja, and said softly, "Hands up." He remembered months ago when he'd issued the same command to her – but she was to put her hands up to hang onto the ladder of the fire escape they ended up having mad passionate sex hanging from. He complied, while watching her, and what she was going to do with the scarf.
Anko looped the scarf around one of his wrists, but not too tightly, then she threaded it behind the rung in her brand new head board, and then tied his other hand not too tightly. She took the ends of the scarf and tied them together, so his hands were held together in place. He lie completely still as she finished getting him ready.
She got up and walked down the length of the bed, slowly dragging her fingernails down Kakashi's back as she went. She walked around the end of the bed, and up the other side, this time, picking up her gown, to let it drift up his legs and back. She saw him visibly shiver. Anko took a moment to just look at him, tied to her headboard. He was completely naked, his shoulders flexed, his upper back nicely defined in the position he was in. Her eyes wandered down his body, drinking in the many dips and ripples, the tiny scars, the sparse hairs. He was all hers and she intended to make sure that by the time this night was over, she would be all he thought about when he went on his mission.
Anko squatted down next to the bed and grabbed Kakashi by the back of the neck. She saw his shoulders tense, but then he relaxed, because she dug her thumb and fingers into both sides of the back of his neck and gave a kneading squeeze. He let out a long sigh. She said in his ear, "We need a safe word." He turned to her instantly. He thought safe word! Holy shit, she's serious!
He said, "What, something like tulip? Pakkun?"
"Don't say his name in my bedroom."
"Sorry. Shuriken? Ramen?"
"No, it's got to be something that we don't say all the time, so we both know that we need to step back and breathe."
Kakashi knew what word; one that he NEVER used, but one Anko would relate to. "Bonbon."
Anko's eyes lit up. She thought he knows me so well. She said, "Perfect. Now, are you comfortable enough?"
"Sure. One question."
"Go ahead."
"Are you thinking of using candle wax?"
"Not this time."
DAMN!!! "Ok, that's a relief."
Anko stood up and said, "Shh. Don't say anything unless I ask you to."
I like this. "Ok."
"Shh." Silence. "Let's begin."
Anko stood up and went to the end of her bed. Kakashi put his forehead into the pillow and waited. She got on her knees behind the bed, and touched both of his ankles gently, slowly increasing her grip as she moved her hands up and dug her fingers into the tight muscles in his calves. Another large sigh and a slight grunt escaped Kakashi. Anko continued. She got up, and let go of his right calf, and instead, used both hands on the back of his left thigh. She dug her fingers into the muscles on the back of his leg with one hand, and then she lightly ran her right hand up the inside of his left leg. The combined sensation of squeezing with a light intimate touch sent another wave of shivers through the tied up ninja. She saw him hold onto the scarf that bound his wrists, as he tried not to say anything.
She removed her hands from him, stood up and said quietly, "Be right back." He tried to look around to see where she was going, what she was doing, but she was already gone. He tried to listen, and eventually, he heard her moving in the kitchen. Maybe she got more chocolate. She really liked that last night. He heard footsteps and she came back into the bedroom.
Anko carried a tray that had various things on it; things that would enhance Kakashi's sense of touch to an almost insane level. The first thing she picked up was a teddy bear full of honey. She walked to the top of the bed, and said, "Forehead in the pillow." He complied without question. Anko held the bear high, and let a drop land on the back of Kakashi's exposed neck. She paused, as the honey began to flatten slightly from his body heat, then she let another drop go. She waited and added three more drops to the other two. Next, she took two of the fingers on her right hand and began to drag them through the honey drops, smearing and spreading it out thinly on Kakashi's neck. Then she purposely put her fingers flat against his neck, and pulled them straight up – so he felt the stickiness. She did this a few times, sticking her fingers to his neck and pulling them straight up off it.
Kakashi was totally concentrated on the sensations on the back of his neck. She is a master. Funny how she works closely with Ibiki – the master of pain, while she is clearly a master of pleasure. He concentrated on every touch and sticky feeling as Anko continued to play with him.
After she had had enough playing with the sticky honey, Anko left it there on his neck were it was. She had plans for it later. She made sure she kept her fingers sticky too; she'd need them for later as well. She went back to her tray and picked up her next item. She went around the far side of the bed again and placed a rectangular ice cube directly in between Kakashi's shoulder blades. He jumped slightly at the initial feel of cold, but then settled down, as she went back down to the bottom of the bed and started kneading his thighs again. Again, two sensations, the cold and the squeezing were about to short-circuit Kakashi. Then a third sensation joined the two. The ice had begun to melt, and a small drop of water grew into a bigger one, that suddenly trickled down his spine, until it stopped at the rise of his buttocks. It pooled there, cool, yet warming as it took on his body temperature. He was about to crack completely. He wanted to scream, BONBON, just so he could re-set himself and breathe for a minute, but instead, he stayed quiet, and involuntarily ground himself into Anko's bed.
Anko noticed and smiled. Time for her final item.
She picked up her last item and then asked him quietly, "Still ok? Need a break?"
"No. Fine. Keep going," breathless.
"Ok." She got up, went to the end of the bed, then she climbed on, careful not to put her sticky hand anywhere, and she straddled his tailbone, just above the small puddle of water still on the small of his back. She positioned herself just so, so that every time she ground down on him, she'd hit just the right spot on herself. She said, "You can tell me if I'm too heavy sitting here, and I'll move."
"You've fine. Continue."
"Shh." Silence. Anko took her third item in her left hand, a four pointed shuriken. She reached up carefully, and stuck one of the points in the sticky honey left on Kakashi's neck.
He knew what she had immediately, and before he could stop himself he said, "BONBON!!! BONBON!!! Did you hear me? BONBON!!!"
Anko shifted slightly on his back, and said, "Relax. I'm not going to break the skin. You've felt many different things so far – sticky, wet, squeezing pressure, feathery touches, now you get sharp, and silky is next."
"Can't we go right to silky?"
"What, you mean like this?" Anko tucked her two sticky fingers into her palm, and thrust her fist into the slit in her gown, and flung it out over Kakashi's legs behind her.
"Oh, that's nice."
"Can I continue?"
"If you're not going to cut me, sure."
"I promise I won't. You said you trusted me."
"I do. Continue."
Anko still had the shuriken point in the sticky honey. She held it by its center, putting her thumb and middle finger together. To Kakashi, it felt like calculated small pin pricks, as she rolled the shuriken down his spine. Every time the sticky point touched him, he felt the stickiness as it pulled away from his skin, leaving little spots of sweetness where it touched.
Anko tossed the shuriken to her dresser and leaning over his back, she asked Kakashi, "Did you like it?"
"It wasn't that bad at all. My skin feels like it's electric, waiting for the next sensation."
"How's this?" Anko leaned over his neck and started to lick the remnants of sticky honey from his neck. She took her time with long deliberate strokes of her tongue. She felt him breathing heavier under her. She felt his hips involuntarily flex, and drive himself into her bed again. Groaning sighs were starting to come from him. She knew he was getting close. She whispered, "You like that? Here have some," he turned his head to the side as she offered him her sticky honey fingers which he sucked into his mouth.
Anko began her tongue bath on his neck again, while Kakashi sucked the honey from her fingers. The slippery feeling of his tongue gliding over, under, and between her fingers was doing amazing things to her. She began to grind herself down more urgently on his tailbone. She paused for a moment to let a groan escape from deep in her throat.
Kakashi thought the low moaning thing is coming, because she's pretty close to coming too.
Finally, Anko leaned over and said in his ear, "When I release you, I need you to roll over immediately. Don't think; don't do anything, just get on your back right away. Understand?" Kakashi shook his head yes, her fingers still in his mouth. Anko sat up again and began grinding herself harder on his tailbone. She felt her peak racing toward her, yet still she held off. She leaned forward, and bit Kakashi on the shoulder lightly. He tried to say something, but her fingers muffled his voice. I hope he wasn't saying Bonbon!
It was time to release him. She needed him immediately. She reached up with her left hand and with a few quick flicks of her fingers; she untied the ends of the scarf, and his wrists. She pulled her fingers out of his mouth and said, "Over. Please. NOW!" Kakashi flipped on his back, his erection bobbing, trying to keep up with him. She didn't waste any time. She flipped her gown aside, straddled him immediately and had a seat. She leaned forward and kissed him hard, the taste of honey still in both their mouths. She felt his hands on her ass, to assist her as she rose and slammed herself back down on him. She started to moan into his mouth.
Here she goes. Kakashi felt Anko pull away from his mouth, and she threw her head back, still riding him. The visual was more than he could take, breasts bouncing slightly inside the gorgeous gown, head thrown back in pleasure. Then the moan came, as she did. Low and guttural it sounded, as if something primal was being released inside Anko. Kakashi loved that sound; so much so, that as soon as she made it, he held her thighs down and exploded inside her feeling her quiver all around him.
Anko breathed raggedly, trying not to hyperventilate. She tilted her head forward, and put her hands on Kakashi's chest. She looked down at him; he breathed the same way she did. He had a cocky half smile on his face. She thought let him try and forget that. He'll never forget that.
Kakashi said, "Holy shit, what was that?"
Anko panted, "Did you like it?"
"Oh, so, so, so, so much. Where'd you learn how to do that? My back feels fantastic. You actually massaged my lower back with your,"
"Never mind what I massaged your back with. As long as you enjoyed it, I'm happy."
"I did."
"I wanted to give you something special to remember. A special memory. I thought you might like to think about it when you're gone."
"I thought we weren't talking about the mission tonight?"
Anko said, "You're right. Tomorrow. But for now – let's catch our breath."
"Leave the gown on. It's spectacular."
"Sure. Just for you."
Anko got up carefully, and walked around the room, satisfied that her own self-imposed mission was accomplished successfully. Kakashi watched her as one by one; she blew out the candles before joining him for some well earned sleep.
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A/N: Naughty Anko. Don't you just love her and her devious mind? Kakashi won't be thinking of anything but her for quite a while. I hope you liked it.
Next up: Anko does something else she's never done in her life before, accidentally! See you soon!