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Distractions

Kakashi pushed his fingers through his silver bangs, eyeing the strands carefully. Now he wasn't a particularly vain sort of man, but at the moment, discerning white from silver was far more appealing than listening to a group of old, smelly, people brag about their so-called superiority.

It was likely their fault that he had any white hairs to begin with.

Not that he was old. Of course not. At least that was what his younger, sexy, super powerful, bubblegum pink-haired girlfriend said. And who could, or would dare, argue with that.

Kakashi frowned. Said girlfriend had promised to get him out of this meeting after he had used his legendary puppy dog pout on her and begged her. However, it was the fourth hour in to this hell of a meeting, and still no sign.

Traitor.

If anyone thought that it looked like their esteemed Hokage was crying into his hands, no one said a word.

Kakashi ignored the knocks on the door that likely signified the arrival of more paperwork. However, as soon as the door swung open on its heavy hinges, his head snapped up from where they were being cradled in his palms. There she stood, his saviour, his...

He breathed in deeply. His lone eye widened and his throat went dry. He could smell her and it was intoxicating. She was fearlessly – the Council would argue, and he would agree, shamelessly – meeting his gaze.

Without taking her eyes off him, she nodded in the direction of his council, and began to move in the direction of his desk. His forehead furrowed lightly at the oddness of her gait as she came to a stop. At such a close distance, her scent was overwhelming and he wondered if anyone else could smell it. His mouth watered at the thought of tasting her, and he felt the beginning of an erection. Oh, he very much liked this sort of distraction.

"Hello Sakura. You look a little flushed. Are you okay?" He noted the clench of her fingers around the stack of papers and a wolfish grin appeared beneath his ever-present mask.

She opened her mouth to respond only to let out a husky groan, and Kakashi's one visible eyebrow skyrocketed. To his knowledge, Sakura only made that sound when she was about to...

"Oh dear, no matter how dedicated you are to your job, Sakura, everyone deserves a day off when sick. Let me take you to one of the guest rooms." Kakashi could not have moved around his table any faster, making his way to the exit, his hand courteously on the small of Sakura's back.

"But Hokage-sama!"

Kakashi cut off the protests with a wave of his hand.

"You're all very dear to me as advisors due to the abundance of wisdom gained in your ever advancing age. I wouldn't want you to succumb to the mere flu, simply because your bodies aren't in their prime anymore. Please sit tight."

With that, the door snapped closed to the muttering behind him.

"Well, I never!"

"Jackass!"

"Esteemed, my ass!"

Kakashi hastily lay Sakura on the bed, his hands moving ever the more quickly to the sound of her moans. Finally ridding himself of the cumbersome robes, he feasted on the sight laid before him.

Sakura's head was thrown back in abandonment as her entire body shuddered with release. Her back arched to the ceiling and fingers clutched desperately at the bed sheets. With her feet were planted on the bed, knees up and spread, Kakashi could finally see the bullet vibrator snugly attached to her clit by her black lace panties.

Without further ado, he moved the drenched panties aside, keeping the vibrator pressed against her clit, and thrust into her with one stroke.

A deep guttural groan ripped itself from his throat as he felt her walls clamp down on him. Frantically snapping his hips, he lowered his face to her breast, his teeth clamping around her nipple through the thin material of her uniform. He felt a hand tighten in his hair, and legs clamp his sides, but it was the claw of nails down his back that pushed him over the edge.

Flopping down beside her, he watched with amusement as Sakura removed the vibrator, flinging it across the room followed shortly by her clothes. He pulled her back against his chest, wrapping his arms around her while his face pressed into her neck.

"Ready for round two?" He whispered into her ear, after licking the sheen of sweat from her neck.

"You must be joking, Kakashi. I was tired after my shift. And now I'm exhausted. The things I do for you!" She softened her words by turning her head around so that she could lazily nip at his lips.

His hands caressed her soft skin slowly, almost possessively and she let out a huff of breath.

"Kakashi! Give me 10 minutes okay?"

Five minutes later found Sakura sprawled on top of him as his fingers lightly traced random patterns on her back. She stirred when his fingers moved down to caress her firm ass, sliding in between her legs to idly run up and down her slit.

He couldn't stop himself from lightly thrusting upwards at her soft moan, his erection rubbing against her heat.

"I said ten minutes, Kakashi."

All of a sudden, Kakashi found both his hands pinned above his head, and a smug grin on Sakura's face as she stared seductively down at him.

"Aren't you happy that I'm not late for once? In fact, I'm early!" He answered with a smile of his own.

He groaned at the feeling of her breasts sliding against his skin as she bent to kiss him. Her thighs already straddling him and her hips lowering to rub against his erection.

"Oh, I don't seem to be as happy as you are, Kakashi. Maybe you should be early more often."

Sakura then proceeded to show Kakashi exactly how beneficial it was to be early.

Meanwhile, back in the Hokage chambers, the council members sat waiting.

We can't leave until this meeting is adjourned by the Hokage.

Impudent boy!

Jackass!

End.

A/N: A surprisingly quick update. Hope you likey!