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For: MinakoTrickster

Pairings: Kakashi/Ino and Iruka/Sakura

Prompt: The beginning of the relationship from chapter one, added Iruka/Sakura. Fun night out at a club leads to unintended hook-ups and new feelings.


Kakashi's Apartment:

"Why do you want to go to the club?" Kakashi asked levelly as he kept reading the newest release in the Icha-Icha Paradise series, all the while he sat trying to ignore the chunin that had muscled his way into his apartment.

Iruka, in the meanwhile, frowned over at him from a few feet away, "Because it's new, so lots of people will be there, and you need to get laid." He mumbled as he pinched his nose in exasperation. This was the sixth time in the past hour they had this conversation.

"I don't need to get laid," Kakashi grouched back, eye narrowed at the perceived insult.

"Yes, you do. The last time was over two years ago! And that was with the civilian who then claimed you cried afterwards!"

"I remember, I was there for that." Kakashi deadpanned sarcastically, "Why do you think I need to get laid now? I'm fine."

"Because that last mission has you pissed off. You're being even more of a douche than usual, and it's taken everything that everyone has to not tie you up and throw you off the Hokage monument!" Iruka shouted at his friend, just about ready to lose his calm and cool if he had to go through this one more time.

"Fine, I'll go, but don't expect anything to happen." Kakashi acquiesced to his friend, in truth, he hadn't even realized that he was pissing everyone off that badly.

"Finally! Let's drink beforehand," Iruka sighed, as he moved into the kitchen. He grabbed a bottle of sake and two cups before joining Kakashi back in the living room.

"Why are we drinking before?" The silver-haired man questioned as he was handed a cup full of sake.

"Because drinks are expensive at clubs, so this will help to save some money. And hopefully get you to loosen up." The last sentence was more mumbled than the rest, but Kakashi still heard it clearly.

A snort came from him, and he quickly downed the shot of alcohol while Iruka was busy pouring his. He could count on one hand how many had ever seen him without his mask on, and it wasn't like he was planning on changing that anytime soon. Not even if this happened to be a great friend of his. He wasn't about to let anyone see him without his mask just for kicks.

The two finished the bottle of sake in an hour and both were feeling a lot looser than at the start of the night afterwards.

They both left their flak jackets at the apartment as they made their way to the club. It was an odd feeling, really, for Kakashi. But Iruka had insisted on it. And if he didn't, he would have gotten yet another earful.


Dance Club

"What about those two?" Iruka asked as he eyed two women out on the dance floor locked in some sort of dance with each other.

They had been here for hours, and no one had caught the copy-nin's attention yet. But that hadn't stopped Iruka, he was confident in his abilities to find a suitable companion for Kakashi for the night.

The two looked vaguely familiar to the scarred man, but three bottles of sake later, he didn't really care. Something in the back of his head told him that he really should have cared... But that something was promptly ignored.

Kakashi turned to look at the women, his eye traveling lazily over their bodies. He had to admit they were hot, especially when they grinded their hips together like that. He watched as the one with long hair dipped her short haired friend down and swung her back up. The short haired girl giggled into her friend's neck.

"They're alright," he conceded as he downed another cup of sake.

He could also see that there was something sort of familiar about the two, but couldn't make out the features to find out if he really knew them. The club was dim with flashing lights that would occasionally swing over the crowd, but never long enough to get a good look at who was out on the dance floor. And that certainly did not help his cause of seeing if he knew the two.

The two mysterious females decided to take a break from dancing and walked towards the bar. They went and stood a few stools away from the males, chatting animatedly as they waited for their drinks.

Iruka knew his friend well enough to know that he wouldn't make a move unless they came to him. "Which one do you like?" He asked, as he sipped at his sake.

"The long haired one." Kakashi answered as he subtly watched the two from the corner of his eye. He really wished he knew why they seemed familiar, but couldn't quite place it. The long blonde hair that was pulled into a ponytail should be all that he needed to know exactly who she was because it was so odd to see someone with hair that long and well kept, but his brain wasn't functioning properly. The side-effect of having too much sake in only a few hours.

Iruka nodded his head, and the two watched as the women headed back over to a booth that they had taken over. He stood up and looked expectantly at Kakashi.

"What?"

"We are going over there and asking them to dance." Iruka answered before he grabbed the other's arm and pulled him to his feet.

Kakashi grumbled under his breath as the two made their way over to the two women that had caught their attention. He just hoped that they would be accepting of the advance and not insulted by it.

"Hello ladies," Iruka greeted the two sitting at the booth with a small smile, causing two pairs of eyes to look up at the men, one pair of blue and one pair of green. "My friend and I were wondering if you two would like to dance." Iruka really wished he could place these two, because something told him he might be making a mistake. But an even larger part of him just hoped the women would agree.

Ino and Sakura were having fun on their first night out in months. They had worked non-stop at the hospital, and this was the first weekend that they had gotten off. The two were easily buzzed by the amount of alcohol they had consumed, both before coming into the club and inside amidst their spurts of dancing. Their attention snapped to the man who started talking to them.

It was too dark for them to make out who it was, but the voice had a husky quality to it, and Sakura loved that sort tone. The two women shared a look, and Ino answered for the both of them, "Sure, we'd love to dance!"

Kakashi stepped out from behind Iruka and over to Ino's side of the booth, grabbed her hand and helped her slide out of the seat. Iruka held his hand out to Sakura and she took his hand without any hesitation. The two men then led the women to the dance floor and began to dance with them.

The long-haired woman turned around and pressed her back into the copy nin's chest, hips gyrating to the beat of the song that was playing, while Kakashi found his arms had wound around her to keep her molded to him. The blonde dropped her ass down slightly and dragged it back up against the front of his pants, lithe hands reached behind her and wrapped themselves around his neck as he grinded back into her ass.

Sakura faced the guy who had asked them to dance, and wrapped her arms around his neck while she swayed with the beat. Iruka's hands came up and rested against her hips as they moved in sync to the music in a more conservative dance than their friends had opted for.

Though, after swaying for a few seconds, the green-eyed woman felt emboldened by the music and the alcohol in her system. She brought her leg up and hooked it onto the 'sexy voice' man's hip and leaned back until her head was down by her other leg. She came back up slowly and when her upper body was parallel with the ground, she moved her body in a motion like a wave. The movement grinded her hips into his, and he let out a ragged breath because of the surprise.

Ino was slightly amused watching her friend show off her flexibility to the man. But her thoughts and attention were soon taken over by the one behind her, who was grinding an obvious hardness into her backside. Between that and the overwhelming masculine scent, he was making her light headed and very wet. She was more than willing to take this to the next level if he wanted to; but she wasn't sure how he felt about it.

Kakashi took in the flowery scent that seemed to waft off the woman in front of him with much gust. It was driving him crazy, not only because she smelled intoxicating, but because there was a small voice in the back of his mind telling him not to go there with her. She was supposed to be off limits, the voice said. But it wasn't the head on his shoulders that was doing the thinking for him at the moment.

The silver-haired man decided he had enough of the vixen teasing him with every movement of her hips and ass. He tightened his grip on her hips and growled into her ear, "Let's go."

Ino let out a moan at the sound of his voice in her ear. She always had a thing for men that sounded dark and dangerous. She nodded her head in acknowledgement and untangled her hands from around his neck.

Kakashi grabbed her hand before she dropped it down to her side. He spun her as he pulled her behind him off the dance floor and towards the bathroom in the back. Neither bothered to get the attention of their friends, who were much too wrapped up in each other to even look over at them.

Once they were inside the dimly lit hallway that led into the bathroom, he turned around to get a look at the woman who had captured his attention earlier in the evening. Long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail with fringed bangs hanging over her right eye, bright blue pupil-less eyes, purple crop top and purple skirt. Shit! It was Ino Yamanaka, the pride and joy of the Yamanaka clan, the princess of Team 10.

Ino saw the recognition flash in his eye as the recognition of who he was flashed in hers. Silver hair, hitae covering one eye, mask covering the lower half of his face. She idly wondered who his friend had been, since that person was now with Sakura.

She knew he would want to stop, especially since he realized who she was. But she wasn't going to let that happen! He was not working her up, just to leave her alone!

He didn't have time to react before she stepped up to him and pulled his mask down before pressing her lips to his. She caught his lower lip in her teeth and bit down, hard enough to get her point across, but soft enough to not cause him any harm.

Kakashi's brain finally caught up to him as he wrapped an arm around her lower back and tangled the other into her long hair. He knew this was a bad idea, one that might actually get him killed, but he didn't care so long as she kept rubbing against him like she was doing. Especially if she kept rubbing up against him.

He broke the kiss and smirked at the small whine that emitted from the woman. Then he grabbed her hand again, and pulled her forcibly into the bathroom behind him. As soon as the door was shut and locked, he pushed her against it and kissed her again, throwing what small ounce of caution he'd thought of using to the wind.

This time he took the lead and licked at the seam of her mouth. The woman opened up without any protest and his tongue shot into her mouth, immediately wrapping around her own. As they battled with their mouths, one of his hands came up to squeeze her breast through her top and bra, while the other rubbed circles on her hips.

Ino moaned into the kiss and arched into the hand that was groping her. Her body was feeling impossibly good from the sensations he was evoking, then he placed a thigh between her legs and rubbed it against her center. She wrapped one hand up in his hair as the other fisted the material of his shirt.

He could feel the heat radiating from her and the wetness that had already drenched her underwear. Kakashi removed his thigh, and nudged her legs back together. Once she got the message, he reached under her skirt and grabbed the thin sides of her panties and tugged them down to her knees, then let gravity do the rest of the work.

He was intoxicated by her, the smell of her skin, the sounds she was making, and the way her body was singing for him. He wondered idly, if she tasted half as good as she smelled. The silver-haired man left her mouth and started to kiss her neck. He would nip and suck on an area before running his tongue over it.

She whimpered at the feel of his lips on her neck and lolled her head to the side to give him even more access. She felt him chuckle against her skin and figured it had something to do with her reaction to him, but she couldn't find it in herself to care, so long as he kept doing what he was doing.

His mouth left her neck and she let out a frustrated growl at the man. As she was about to ask him what he was doing, he knelt down by her legs, hands pushing her skirt up. Once he had bunched it up on her hips, he grabbed her right leg and placed it on his shoulder before repeating the process with her left.

Once both of her legs were secured, he stood up and forced her back to slide up the door behind her. His hands kept a firm grasp on her ass. Ino's left hand went back into his hair, while her right scrambled to find a hold on the wall behind her. When she looked down, she could see his lower face was once again covered, only this time, by her. "Okay…. This? Fucking hot," she panted, extremely turned on by the fact he could pick her up and hold her like she weighed nothing.

His eye met hers and he slowly dragged his tongue against her outer lips, adding moisture to what was already there. Her fingers flexed in his hair, an effort to try and spur him on. As much as he wanted to make her beg for it, he found he liked the taste of her far too much to tease and drag this along.

Her back arched and she let out a strangled moan when he shoved his tongue into her. He pulled back slightly and told her, "Be as quite as you can." Then he went back to working her folds over.

Ino's right hand came off of the wall and she bit on it to keep herself as quiet as she could with the man in between her legs doing lewd things to her body. She could feel the tension in her body getting tighter and tighter, she knew it would be an amazing orgasm when she finally did cum.

He knew she was close when the sounds of her breathless mewls around her hand rose in pitch. Kakashi pulled his right hand away from her ass, crossed it over the front of her thigh, and parted the two folds that were hiding her jewel. He flattened his tongue and ran it over the bud, eliciting a scream muffled by biting into her hand from the girl as she came undone.

He braced his knee on the wall and supported her weightless body. Slowly, he lowered her down, first to the crook of his elbows, then to his hips where he held her until she calmed down from her orgasm.

Her head rested against his shoulder and her breaths came out in pants against his neck. When she finally found her voice, she told him, "It should be illegal what you can do with your tongue."

He grinned wolfishly at her words and shrugged his shoulder up to catch her lips in another kiss. Ino couldn't help but moan when the tongue that was covered in her fluids pushed its way into her mouth, making her taste herself. Her hands found their way down to his pants, clumsily grasping to got them open.

She shoved her hand inside and was happy to find that one, he wasn't wearing any underwear; and two, he was extremely hard. He groaned against her when she wrapped her hand around his shaft and squeezed.

He wrapped one arm completely under her ass, all the while he reached into his wallet to pull out a condom. He ripped the tinfoil with his teeth and pulled the latex out of the wrapper. But when he was about to put it on, the blonde vixen took it from him, nimble hands pulling it onto his shaft as she smirked mischievously up at him.

Once the condom was on, the two didn't waste any time, he lined up to her entrance, and slammed his hips forward; sinking up to the hilt. Kakashi didn't give her a chance to catch her breath, immediately pounding into her. She felt amazingly good and so tight around his cock; how could he try and keep some composure?

Ino sunk her teeth into his shoulder to keep from screaming as he thrust into her. He let out a growl at the feel of her teeth in his shoulder, spurred on by it. He hiked her up slightly and changed the angle of the thrust, then he found exactly what he was looking for.

He kept up a brutal pace that struck her g-spot every time. He could feel the way her walls were tightening and fluttering against him and realized she was close to cumming again. He dropped his head down to her shoulder, turned to the side and bit at the spot right under her ear, looking to see if she was sensitive there. Her reaction was immediate, she came hard around him, muscles contracting around him and drug him into his own.

Ino screamed into his shoulder, while he let out a harsh groan into her neck. The two lovers stayed locked in their embrace for a few moments while they both recovered from their mind-blowing orgasms.

Finally, he put her on the ground, allowing her to lean up against the wall while he removed the condom and tossed it in the trash can a few feet away. He pulled up the mask and tucked himself back into his pants, while she righted her messy clothes.

"Where did you learn that position?" She questioned, referring to the earlier one.

He understood which one she was talking about, and let his eye crinkle upwards, a hint he was smiling under his mask; "From Icha-Icha Paradise."

"Makes me wonder what else you learned from those books. Your place tomorrow at 10 o'clock work for you?" She asked cheekily, hoping that he wouldn't say this was a one-time deal. Because that was by far the best sex she had ever had, and she didn't want it to be a one-hit wonder.

"Tonight is far from over little minx." He told her lecherously as he grabbed her underwear from the ground and stuffed it into his pocket.

The duo stumbled their way out of the bathroom, into the empty hall, and out of the club. Once they were outside, he grabbed her and pulled her into his chest then teleported them into his apartment.

Once they had gotten to their destination, Kakashi wasted no time. He ripped his mask down and kissed her hard, reigniting the flames that had been threatening to consume her since earlier in the evening. The two didn't bother with any lights as they stumbled back towards his room, hands groping as both moaned into the other's touch.

Hands flew at clothes to rip them off until, finally, the two were both naked. He reached behind her and ripped the band that was holding her hair out, freeing it to cascade down her back. Then his hands landed on her hips to pick her up slightly before tossing her onto the bed. And before she could even catch her breath, he followed, jumping on top of her.

Now that they weren't in a place where they had to worry about getting caught, the two took their time in exploring the other's body. He found he couldn't get enough of her breathless mewls and whimpers each time he found a new spot where she was sensitive.

Her hands ran the expanse of his chest and torso, mapping the muscles and scars that littered his body. She could feel him hardening against her, and couldn't help the wanton moan that escaped her throat.

His left hand dipped down to her sex, and he pushed two fingers into her body. Experimentally he wiggled them around and loved the way her body clamped down on them. He could feel her wetness as she started rocking her hips against his hand and couldn't help but smirk down at her eagerness.

His right hand reached over to his bedside table and grabbed a condom sitting on top of it. He quickly rolled the item onto his cock, then removed his hand from her pussy. He thrust into his new lover and let out a groan when she gripped him.

Her hands clawed at his biceps as he drove his hips forward and into hers. She arched up to meet him thrust for thrust, both lost in a hazy passion that had consumed them. His lips met hers and their tongues dueled again, this time in his mouth.

He could feel her walls fluttering again and knew she was close. She just need a little push, and she would fall over the edge into the abyss again. His hand moved from its position on the bed, beside her body, to her breast. He tweaked and pawed at her, massaging her milky skin.

Ino broke the kiss and began to chant his name in a broken mantra as her body was taken up to dizzying heights. Once again, the coil snapped, and this time she came screaming his name, for the world to hear.

Kakashi gritted his teeth and threw his head back as he fought to keep control of his body. He wanted to hear her screaming his name at least once more before calling it a night.

Once her cries subsided, he started thrusting into her again. "You feel amazing when you cum." He growled into her ear.

She whimpered at the sound of his voice, and challenged, "Then make me do it again!"

He grinned wolfishly against her skin, more than ready to make that request a reality for her. He didn't even feel affronted by her bossiness, he found it completely sexy. His hips snapped against hers, and he wondered idly which of her protectors would come to kill him in the morning; her father or her sensei.

While he was lost in thought, he didn't realize that she had recovered from her mind-blowing orgasm and had decided she wanted to be on top.

A quick push and change of weight sent him toppling down, with her now on top of him. Her fingers dug into his abs as she rose and began to ride his cock.

His hands came up to rest on her hips, as she moved her body up and down, controlling the pace and depth of the penetration. The silver-haired man couldn't keep his eyes off of her as she rode him with reckless abandon. Head tossed back, kissed bruised lips open and with pants coming out, eyes closed as she sought her orgasm out.

"Ino, I don't know how much longer I can hold out!" Kakashi warned her, voice straining as he felt ready to explode again.

"Just a little bit longer!" She could feel it building, a little bit longer and she would be there with him.

Kakashi wasn't planning on leaving her behind, and thankfully was more than adept at dealing with her body. He reached in between their bodies and ground his thumb against her clit. He kept up the pressure as she let out another high pitch mewl, voicing out her oncoming release.

Once she started chanting his name again, he knew she was at the edge with him. He thrust up into her body four more times before the sight of her breathless and pleading did him in. He groaned out her name as he exploded, sending her over her own edge and forcing her to follow him into the abyss.

She clawed at his chest as she screamed out his name. When the orgasm took the last of her strength, she fell forward and onto his chest. His arms wrapped around her, to keep her cocooned in his warmth.

After a few minutes and once her breathing returned to normal, he gently removed her from his body. Kakashi got up and disposed of the condom, before joining her back on the bed. He grabbed the blanket and threw it over their bodies as she snuggled into his side. His arms found their way around her, one at her shoulders and the other holding her arm that was thrown across his stomach.

The two drifted off to sleep as they mutually decided to not worry about anything until the morning.

*-()-*

Blue eyes fluttered opened as sunlight filtered into Kakashi's room through the drawn curtains. The woman could feel the massive headache behind her eyes at the light, and she felt like she had cotton mouth. Undoubtedly side effects from the past night's drinking activities She removed her hand from the warm body beside her to place it against her temple. Her hand flared with healing chakra as she healed her migraine and, once it was gone, she removed her hand to re-open her eyes.

She thankfully remembered most of the night before, but wasn't sure what to expect from the man who was still asleep next to her. Even though they had both clearly enjoyed what they had done, she really did not know how Kakashi worked. Ino turned her head to get a good look at the face that was usually covered and found her breath catching in her throat.

He was beautiful! Angular jaw, sharp cheekbones, mole under his thin lips, straight nose, a scar that ran vertically over his eye that now had the sharigan. He looked like a walking wet dream, and it was then she realized exactly why he kept his face hidden. He would cause accidents if anyone were to see him without his mask on.

She slipped out of his arms with a slight struggle, then set about finding her clothes, which were strewn all across the room. Once she was dressed, she turned to find him watching her.

He looked like a god, laying on his bed with the blanket pooling by his hips. One arm was resting behind his head, to prop him up slightly. Her eyes wandered shamelessly over his body, taking in the definition of his muscles, the scars she could now properly see, and finally up to his face. Her eyes met his and she bit down on her lower lip, because now she knew it was going to be harder to leave.

He beckoned her back over to the bed, and was happy when she followed. He caught her hand and tugged her back onto the bed with him. Their lips met again as he ran his fingers through her mussed hair.

"Good morning," he greeted when he let go of her lips. He wasn't ready for her to leave just yet, he wanted to find out just how many other ways he could have her screaming his name.

"Good morning," she returned as she felt him start to grope her ass. "Kakashi, I have to go. I have work at the flower shop in a few hours!" She giggled as he squeezed the toned globes in his hands.

"Stay, I'm sure they can find someone to cover your shift." He told her as he started kissing and nipping at her neck, more than eager to see if she would stay.

Ino shifted her head slightly to give him more access to the flesh he was seeking, and let out a breathy sigh at the ministrations. "Oh, and what do you plan on telling my father when he comes here to find me and sees me naked in your bed?" She asked, curious if he had actually thought about that part.

He let out a frustrated groan, because he knew she had a point. Her father wouldn't bother to listen to either of them before the man would violently end his life. He released her from his grip and fell back onto the bed.

Ino giggled at his antics and kissed him one last time, "Remember, tonight 10 o'clock!" Then she was out of the door.


Iruka and Sakura (Earlier in the night)

Iruka had stopped paying attention to Kakashi and the woman he was with when the one in front of him rolled her body against his. He let himself get swept up into the pounding music, the alcohol, and the feel of the body in front of wiped all thought process from him when she leaned up and kissed him. Her lips tasted like cherries and alcohol, and he found he couldn't get enough of her taste. Tongues were soon brought into the kiss, and the scarred man couldn't help but to tighten his grip on the petite woman.

Sakura was happy that she had taken Ino up on her offer to have a girl's night out. Because now, she was out on a dance floor making out with a stranger, and not thinking about the train wreck that was her love life. She knew she still loved Sasuke, and she knew that Naruto was in love with her, but she just couldn't love the blond in the way he wanted.

She moaned into the kiss when his hands groped at her ass and pressed her in even closer to him. She could feel something poking her in her stomach, and realized that he was as into her as she was into him. Her hands tangled up into his hair and she vaguely realized he kept his hair in a ponytail.

Her mind started to go through all the males that she knew who wore their hair in ponytails. There was Shikamaru, but there was no way this was him, the body was too muscular, and from what Ino had told her, Shikamaru had more of a slender build to him. There was Shikaku, again highly unlikely as he had a wife and was probably at home. There was Iruka, but also unlikely in her mind, because she didn't think her academy teacher would be caught dead at a club; he was much too uptight for that.

He pulled her back to reality with a sharp bite to her neck. He had sensed her mind starting to wander and didn't want to lose her attention that easily. She let out a breathy sigh and arched into his body, wanting more. She decided she didn't care who it was, so long as he kept doing those sinful things to her body.

The two stumbled back over to the booth the girls had, then, once his legs bumped against it, Sakura pushed him down into the seat before she climbed into his lap and straddled him. It was at that moment a flashing light passed over the both of them that they saw the other.

Sakura was surprised to see it was her teacher from her Academy days. But truth be told, all the girls had a bit of a crush on the man that had helped to shape them into capable ninjas.

Iruka felt cold as he realized that the woman in his lap was Sakura. The one person who was off-limits because of Naruto. He knew how much the blue-eyed man loved the woman currently in his lap. He knew he should push her off of him and leave; but his alcohol hazed turned a push into a pull and he brought her closer to his body.

Sakura saw the battle waging in his eyes and decided to make up his mind for him. She grinded against him as she leaned down to kiss him. There wasn't a chance in hell of her stopping this just because of whatever martyr complex he might have.

He broke the kiss, though, and leaned back and away from her, "Sakura, we shouldn't do this," he tried to protest, but found himself thrusting his hips into hers in a movement that they were bound to do in a moment. He wondered idly if there was a special place in hell for guys like him. The ones that not only went after the younger generations, but also got with the girl their 'little brother' loved.

"Shut up," she ordered as she nipped and sucked on his neck, not perturbed by what he said. She knew it was because of Naruto. But she'd be damned if her night out ended early because of her teammate. The pink-haired woman could still feel his erection pressed against her thigh and knew he was still turned on by her. She was just happy she listened to Ino's advice and forgone the shorts she usually wore under her skirt.

His hands rested on her hips as she continued to suck and nip at his throat, leaving little marks in her wake. He knew he should resist, knew he should push her off and go home, but he couldn't find it in himself to care anymore. 'Please forgive me Naruto,' he thought to himself.

Sakura felt the shift in his body and knew that he was now a willing participant in this dance for two. His grip tightened on her hips, then he jerked her down while he thrusted up. He could feel the wetness and heat that were radiating from her center. She groaned at the movement and brought her hands between them.

She undid the button on his pants and pulled down his fly. The woman dove into his pants to retrieve the hardened appendage she so desperately wanted. Once she had his cock out of his pants, she pushed her panties to the side and sank down on him.

The green-eyed girl started to ride him, keeping one hand braced on the seat back behind him and the other on his shoulder. She kept the movements small and jerky, so it still looked like he was only getting a lap dance, and not having actual sex.

Her inner vixen was cheering in triumph as he groaned into her neck. Iruka lifted his head and pulled her into another kiss. It was the only way to keep her quiet once he started moving his hips. Well timed thrusts on his part had her moaning and panting into the kiss.

He reached in between their bodies, and pressed his thumb against her clit, which elicited more strangled moans from the woman.

Sakura could feel her orgasm building, and knew the longer they took the more likely they were to be caught. She changed the angle of her hips and had him hitting her sweet spot with every thrust.

Between the feel of him moving inside of her, his thumb on her clit, and his cock hitting her g-spot, she knew it wouldn't be long before she came. Her theory proved correct when a few thrusts later had her contracting around him as she orgasmed.

The tightness of her channel and the fact it was now milking him for all he was worth had Iruka falling headlong into his own orgasm. He kept his mouth on hers as she all but screamed during hers. He wrapped his arms around her while they both recovered.

A few breathless minutes later, their heart rates had slowed. He removed his now flaccid penis from inside of her and tucked it back into his boxers before buttoning his pants back up. He could feel the guilt settling into his gut like a ton of rocks.

It was a mistake, and he knew it. But he still went ahead with it anyway, he was the world's worst friend/brother. He placed her on the booth seat beside him as he slid out. Iruka didn't bother to say good-bye, or anything; he just walked out of the club and back to his apartment.

Sakura watched him go, and realized that he felt guilty. She could feel the tears pricking at her eyes, realizing she had just ruined yet another relationship with selfishness. Shaking her head to clear those thoughts, she grabbed her and Ino's stuff. She hadn't seen the blonde since her and her mysterious guy had disappeared from the dance floor.

The woman walked back to her home, and decided to give the other girl back her stuff tomorrow. Then perhaps they could have a conversation and figure out what to do. Because Sakura didn't want Iruka to feel guilty, but also, a tiny part reminded her, she had liked it a lot. The thrill of getting caught at any second by the hundreds of people surrounding them had been unlike anything she had ever felt before... Still, Iruka had been guilty afterwards...

"This is all just a mess..." She lamented as she walked off, head hanging just slightly in shame.