Sweetest Release
In all his years of reading Icha Icha, never had Kakashi seen a sight more deliciously erotic than the one before him now.
His former student turned lover was currently sprawled across his shuriken printed sheets, naked and flushed and panting hard. All he had done was shower her body with hot, open mouthed kissed and run his hands over her silky skin. A kiss to her neck, her belly, her thigh, had been enough to get her worked up to the point there she was trembling for him, squirming beneath his gentle touch. Kakashi loved how responsive she was, how her nubile young body craved him after so little foreplay. Her soft moans and shuddering breaths made his cock ache to be buried deep inside her where he could satisfy the both of them, but tonight he wasn't going to give in so easily. Tonight he was going to worship at the temple that was Sakura's beautiful body.
After being deprived of her company while she was on a month long mission, he was determined to make up for lost time, and give her a memory to keep her warm on cold and lonely nights.
He planted a lingering kiss right above the trim patch of pink hair that crowned her mound, smirking as the needy whimper it drew from her.
"Sakura," he whispered huskily, his voice made hoarse by his desire. "Come to the edge of the bed."
The kunoichi obeyed, wanting release so bad that she probably would have done anything he asked. She watched him as she scooted down until her hips were at the edge of the mattress, legs hanging over the edge as Kakashi knelt in front of her.
"Lie back," he instructed, and Sakura did as she was told, her breaths growing even more ragged as she felt his hands slide to her thighs and spread them wide, cool air washing over her throbbing sex.
Kakashi never got tired of looking at her most intimate place, an elaborate pink flower of crevasses and folds, all slick with her arousal and all waiting to be explored at his leisure. Her clit was swollen and flushed, peeking out from beneath the hood of skin that protected it, practically begging to be played with. She was absolute perfection and Kakashi could not hold back any longer.
He dipped his head between her legs and placed a kiss over her tantalizing pearl, making her hips jerk at the sudden stimulation of her most sensitive place.
"Mmm," the silver haired shinobi growled as he pulled the tight bud into his mouth and began to suckle gently, tapping, swirling, smoothing his tongue over her.
Sakura's moans rose in pitch and Kakashi smirked. He had pleasured his little cherry blossom enough to know exactly what she liked, and now he was going to utilize all the knowledge he'd gained and drive her wild. He had missed the breathless moans of his name and the way she bucked up against him as she neared release. He wanted to make sure she knew he had missed her every moment she'd been away.
Releasing her clit from the sweet torture of his mouth, he began to lick her entire slit bottom to top, his tongue moving in slow, deliberate strokes so as to roam over every part of her and lap up every drop of her juices that he could.
Her back immediately bowed, small hands clutching at the sheets as his name fell incoherently from her lips.
Kakashi inhaled deeply, finding her scent to be intoxicating as his tongue roamed her satin folds. His cock, too painfully hard to be ignored, twitched as he took it in his right hand and began to pump himself slowly to the time of his licks over Sakura's womanhood. He moaned, both at the feeling of his own hand and the taste and texture of her liquid arousal. He could feel her quivering sex contracting, pulsing, and had no doubt that her wonderfully elastic muscles would clamp down tight on whatever was lucky enough to be slid inside that perfect little hole.
He sped up his ministrations, licking her faster, until finally he moved back to her clit and rapidly ran his tongue back and forth over the tender bud, his hand jerking himself at a matching pace.
She was crying out as she began to come undone beneath him, toned thighs trembling as he licked at her relentlessly. But just as she was on the brink of what was to be a truly exquisite orgasm, his lips and tongue were gone and he was pulling away from her, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and looking very pleased with himself.
"Don't stop now," she pleaded, hips undulating of their own accord as they sought further stimulation.
Kakashi chuckled at her shamelessly wanton behavior. She was so damn cute when she was submissive, and he found it incredible that such a powerful woman could be reduced to this whimpering mess by the mere talents of his tongue.
"Shh," he soothed, pressing a kiss to her thigh. "I would never leave you like this. You should know I'm not done with you yet."
Abandoning his own shaft, he braced one hand on the kunoichi's trembling thigh as he brought his other hand to her slick nether lips.
"Just relax for me," he rasped as a single finger ghosted over her slit, gathering her body's plentiful lubricant onto his digit.
Sakura nodded, biting her lip as he continued to tease her, drawing light circles around her weeping entrance, noting what made her shiver and squirm.
"Kakashi…" she whined, impatient to find release as her body burned hotly beneath his touch.
At last he relented, deciding he had tortured her enough. Aided by her slick juices, he pushed inside of her, gliding into her wondrously tight core with little resistance. She immediately cried out, bucking into his hand as her molten sex contracted around him just as he knew it would.
"Mmm, so wet," he marveled, pulling out halfway only to slide back inside, loving how feminine muscles sucked him in greedily.
He pumped in and out slowly, watching her flushed face as her eyes fluttered shut, her lips parted to let delicious little gasps fall, plentiful and sweet. Those same lips formed a perfect 'O', a perfect vision of ecstasy, as he inserted a second finger into her core.
Sakura moaned and arched for him, enthralled by what he was doing, raw pleasure surging through her as her sex was filled, stretched, made whole by him.
He worked his fingers in and out, reveling in her silky slick texture and the way her pulsating walls gripped him. He loosened her up, scissoring his fingers within her, priming her for what he had planned.
"Sakura," he rasped, watching her twist the sheets in her white knuckled grip. "I want to try something. Put your feet on the edge of the bed."
The kunoichi obeyed sluggishly, her responses slowed by the pleasured haze he had put her in. She slowly drew her legs in, bracing her heels on the edge of the mattress so that she was completely exposed, spread wide for his pleasure alone, for they both knew she would never trust another like she trusted him.
"Hang onto something," he smirked, inserting twin digits into her, palm facing upward as he rose onto his knees.
He began to piston his fingers in and out, starting fairly slow, but soon pounding her rapidly. Her liquid sex squelched around his fingers, the sounds dirty, vulgar and incredibly sexy, but he barely heard them over Sakura's moans which had suddenly grown loud and continuous.
Kakashi had only done this to one other woman, a one night fling while returning on a mission from Suna that he had taken before Sakura had even been his student. The Suna woman had been a kunoichi herself but took many missions where posing as a prostitute or brothel girl was required. She had guided his hand, making him move within her just like this, and the results had been explosive. Kakashi hoped to attain something similar with the pink haired beauty beneath him.
He could feel her inner walls fluttering around him, contracting spastically as her body tried to cope with the incredible stimulation. He made sure to angle his fingers just right, pushing up deeply into her with each stroke. She was so wet that her juices were beginning to seep from her opening, coating her thighs and dripping down his wrist, but if Kakashi reached his goal, things were going to get a whole lot wetter.
Beyond the capacity of speech, Sakura could only moan brokenly, her breath forced from her by the intensity of his thrusting fingers.
"Ha—ha—aa—mmm—naa—ha!"
"Yeah. That's it baby," Kakashi encouraged, his own breath coming in harsh pants due to his overwhelming arousal and the effort of working his fingers into her so fast and hard. "Come for me Sakura, come hard."
"Ka—ka—aa—shi!"
His name, falling in broken syllables from her lips made him groan. His cock throbbed, longing to replace his fingers inside her tight, liquid hole, but he could tell Sakura was close to climax and wanted to watch her explode beneath him before he sought to satiate his own lust.
She was shaking, breasts bouncing enticingly with every thrust of his fingers. He could feel her core growing tighter around him but what he was most interested in was the subtle swell of a particular gland just inside her opening. She was close, so close now and he was determined to send her over the edge.
He sped up his ministrations just a little more, pounding into her poor, abused sex roughly, but when he saw her eyes roll back and her mouth fall open, he knew she liked it hard.
Her soaked pussy clamped down unbelievably tight for one breathless moment, and then erupted into frantic spasms as every muscle in her body was strung tight, tension in every fiber as her orgasm overwhelmed her. It was at this moment Kakashi abruptly pulled his fingers from her and watched in lustful wonder as a gush of hot, clear fluid poured from her, the pressure so high that some of it hit Kakashi square in the chest while the rest puddled on the floor or soaked the sheets.
Sakura's moans turned to screams as she was lost to a truly devastating orgasm, thrashing and clawing at the sheets weakly, watching wide eyed as she gushed uncontrollably all over her lover.
When the torrent of pleasure finally ceased, it left her exhausted, too weak to do much more than roll to her side, still twitching every now and then as muscles fired of their own accord.
"Oh…my god…" she whispered softly, burying her face the sheets. "I can't believe I…that was…Kakashi, I'm sorry."
Wiping the sticky remains of her orgasm from his skin, Kakashi looked up in confusion. He had expected to hear awed praises of his sexual finesse or perhaps a declaration that he was indeed a sex god, but not an apology.
"Baby, don't be sorry. It was good for you, wasn't it?" he asked, climbing onto the bed besides her. Her muscles jumped as he placed a hand on her hip and he smugly noted that it must have been one hell of an orgasm for her to still be this sensitive.
"Yes, god yes," she replied, her voice muffled by the covers. "It was the best I've ever had, but…I'm so embarrassed. I…I came all over you."
Kakashi chuckled at her shyness, running a hand soothingly over her side and watching her muscles twitch in response.
"Sakura, that's what I wanted you to do, and it was the sexiest thing I've ever seen."
Timidly, the kunoichi raised her head and peeked over her shoulder at him.
"Really?"
"Really," Kakashi smirked. "And besides, don't you think you're entitled to be the one to come all over me for a change?"
Sakura giggled, trying to swat at him but failing when she realized she was still too tired to move.
"What the hell did you do to me?" she laughed tiredly before squeaking in surprise when Kakashi rolled her onto her back.
"I guess I left you all weak and helpless," the Copy ninja purred, pressing a kiss between heaving breasts. "But I kind of like you this way. It means I can do whatever I want to you."
Sakura whimpered when she felt his hot shaft nudge her sensitized folds and Kakashi hissed in pleasure as he found he to still be incredibly wet.
He dipped his head and kissed her lips softly as he pushed his hips forward, her feminine flower opening for him under the pressure. She moaned softly, trembling as her body was once again filled, but she was too exhausted to do much more than gasp at the delicious sensation of fullness and warmth as he lodged himself inside her.
Kakashi gazed into hazy green eyes as he began to move, thrusting slow and gentle into his helpless kunoichi, aroused by the fact that she was currently powerless to do anything but let him have his way. He would make sure that exhausted or not, both of them would thoroughly enjoy this experience.
