A/N: Well... here yah go.

Her fingers gripped the railing only a foot behind her dark, shuddering head, but no matter how hard she clenched the wood she couldn't ground her consciousness. Ripple after ripple of intense, warm tingles had her eyelids fluttering and her body trembling. Her hips bucked against the large digit pumping in and out of her. Every kiss he planted on her heated skin was yet another explosion through her body.

Kakuzu enjoyed the sight of the flushed woman writhing beneath him. Her every movement caused the colorful robes to slide further and further off her person. The moment her hardened nipple was exposed he descended upon it hungrily, his finger curling zealously within the soft, wet walls.

His lips slammed against hers, earning a desperate moan from the normally shy Sumire. A trail of saliva was left when he raised his head.

"Please, please, please." she whined.

He yanked down the edge of his pants with his free hand and rested his swollen self against her bare abdomen. Only the sleeves of the yukata and the obito were on her body. He kissed along her neck again just as he was positioning himself.

"OI, KAKUZU-CHAN!"

Sumire gasped loudly. Kakuzu sat back on his heels and she flung herself to her feet. She pulled the robes over her body and dashed into the kitchen, down the hallway and back into her room. She shut the door and changed her clothes with frantic, shaking hands.

The severely disappointed Kakuzu tucked his softening length back into his pants and seated himself again on the top step. His brows knitted at the group of drunk men stumbling down the stone path. The lovely mood he had cultivated with the nervous young woman had disappeared.

Hidan tripped and pulled Deidara down with him. They were shouting and kicking at each other and generally rolling around in the dirt.

"Did we interrupt something?" Kisame asked.

He was as drunk as the rest of them, but still more cognizant of the irritated aura emanating from the man staring at them. Tobi was by the koi pond, pointing eagerly to the fish that released bubbles at the surface, but was ignored by the rest of the men.

"Oi, where's short-shit?" Hidan crawled away from the blonde and rose into a lunge position. "You didn't fuck her brains out yet did you? I want to get a round in…"

He nearly toppled over, his slurred words coming to a stop for a moment.

"I want to get a round in before you ruin her."

I'm going to change the security code. Kakuzu thought while silently glaring at him.

"You got any beer, hm?" Deidara was still laying on the ground.

Sumire tiptoed into the kitchen then peeked her head out from behind the slightly open rice paper screen door.

"She's not split in half!" Hidan was on his feet finally.

"What?" she was going to greet them, but the comment surprised her.

"Kakuzu didn't split you in half with his dick! You're fine!"

"What the fuck?"

Kisame was laughing and leaning against the railing. Tobi grabbed Deidara's arm and yanked him up, but his lean body had gone limp.

"Where's the beer?" Deidara followed with a loud annoyed groan as the masked man pulled on him once again.

Irritation now flowed freely from Sumire and Kakuzu. They had been deeply enveloped in a world of their own creation, eager to relieve the sexual tension that had developed between them since they met her second day at the concert hall. Needless to say, something had been ruined.

Eventually the drunk men, plus one Tobi, shuffled their way into Kakuzu's home and seated themselves around the table in the large tatami room. The owner of the home remained in the doorway, his naturally harsh stare fixed in a angry position. Sumire was beside him for a moment, also with a glare, but she asked him:

"Are you okay with giving them beer?"

He grunted, a sound she recognized as disapproval.

"I'll take their wallets first." she added.

His gaze drifted to hers. A half-smile pulled at his lips, seeing the dangerous determination in her eyes.

"Ah."

He enjoyed the sight of her informing them they would have to pay for their drinks. They groaned, but were inebriated enough that they complied. She returned with one beer for each man, excluding Tobi, and they continued their obnoxious chatter. Sumire handed Kakuzu a stack of leather wallets, a tiny smirk of her own graced her lips. He calmly took all of the cash from each one and she returned them.

"Hey! We need more than one beer!" Hidan was yelling.

"One beer, plus fees. You all could barely afford one." she told them as she slapped each wallet in front of it's owner.

"Fees? What fees, hm?" Deidara's chin was on the edge of the table.

"Service fee. Excessive Noise fee. Sitting fee. Breathing fee." she listed off whatever came to her mind in that moment.

Something about the way she was acting was driving Kakuzu internally wild. When she looked up she saw his eyes were glazed. A touch of nervousness returned at the sight, but the way he motioned his head towards the bedrooms made her heart leap.

Holy shit.

They both easily slipped away from the men that were arguing about something unimportant. They went to her room, which was slightly further than his from the crowd. The moment the shoji slid closed behind her he was grabbing her arm and pulling her towards him. He muffled her moan with a rough press of his lips.
Her pulse was racing. She knew what was about to happen.

She had thought their activity was postponed until the next opportunity that the mood would be naturally produced, but the current situation seemed to have ignited something in them both.

Neither could wait very long, they had been interrupted at the most crucial moment. It would have been something else entirely if he had already entered her. Now they would feel each other for the first time with the arousing anxiety of being caught looming around them.

He pulled down her shorts and cupped her, eliciting the softest gasp against his lips. He was extremely pleased that she not only neglected to put on underwear, but that she was still soaked from their previous interaction.

We're seriously going to do this. Oh my god. She thought.

As soon as his finger dipped within her she was arching and biting at his bottom lip.

Fuck yes we're going to do this.

She stepped out of her shorts as she was backed up to the thin wall. He scooped her up by the backs of her thighs, their mouths still meeting over and over as she tugged down just enough of his pants. Their gazes were locked for just a few moments, as though they were both confirming what they were about to do.

Her fingers guided him into position and he pushed in. Her gasp was louder than both had anticipated for she was not expecting it to stroke at a direct angle against her most sensitive spot. Her eyes nearly rolled back when his hips started to move. She grasped his biceps tightly, feeling it thrusting upwards over and over.

Her euphoria was complete. The concept of being caught no longer crossed her consciousness as the sensation she had been desperate for was being provided to her.

But he was very much aware of the voices coming from the other part of the house. He could see in her expression she was gearing up to release a series of high-pitched cries of ecstasy. He stopped.

Before she could whine in protest he put a thumb to her lips.

"Be quiet or I'll pull it out." he said lowly.

She wouldn't have that. She absolutely would not have that. Her head moved up and down in a nod and he readjusted her against the thin wall. He resumed the strokes, slower, deeper, and more excruciatingly pleasurable than before. Her teeth dug forcefully into her bottom lip. She swallowed every sound bubbling at the edge of her throat.

He quite enjoyed the lustful helplessness in her expression. He hadn't expected this Koizumi Sumire to willingly comply with his demands, sure she was shy but she had come off as self-assured and somewhat demanding more than once. He was quite pleased to discover she was a submissive.

Her shiny eyes were turned on him, her lips moving in the shape of a word.

More.

He smirked at her.

Please. More.

She continued to mouth please. He could feel her sensitive insides throbbing quite intensely. So he complied increasing both the speed and force of his strokes.

But she gasped.

He slipped himself from her much to her dismay. The voices down the hall had noticed their absence and were wondering allowed where they had gone. He set her down and murmured just against her ear:

"Bring them each another beer. When you come back I want you on your hands and knees."

His thumb was brushing over her bottom lip again. He waited for her agreement and it came in the form of another short nod. One hand gripped her rear and the other gripped up her chin. They shared a soft, almost tender kiss which only made her more eager to fulfill his request. She dashed to her shorts when he released her and slipped them on quickly. In the next moment she was down the hall in the kitchen pulling cold cans of beer from his fridge.

"There you are!"

She didn't care who was talking to her. She only needed to get back to Kakuzu. Every inch of her skin was radiating heat, her body was nearly trembling with desire.

Kisame could see her focus and the dishevelment of her clothes. He grinned from ear to ear. She's way more adventurous than I thought. Deidara was asleep while Hidan happily took two of the beers she set down.

"Where are you going in a hurry?" Kisame chuckled.

"Somewhere quieter." She snapped.

She returned to find him leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes. The look he gave her made her quake with desire. Just as he had commanded, she closed the shoji. She pulled down her shorts to her knees and went on all fours, pointing her exposed bottom in his direction. She begged with her eyes.

"Just as before." he knelt behind her. "Make a sound and I'll pull out."

She braced herself for the impact. She knew he would show no mercy. The name of this game was torture. He would do everything to make her scream. She had seen it in his eyes when she entered the room.

Her anticipation trickled down her thighs. Feeling the tip against her lips nearly caused her to whine. She wanted to make sounds, she wanted to beg him to put it in, but she only dug her nails into floor and waited.

Please put it in, please put it in. I feel like I'm gonna die if you don't put it in.

Slowly he stroked downwards to brush her sensitive nub and she jumped.

He's just going to torture me like this, but they'll come. They'll see us like this. I can't-

Her face twisted into shock as her insides were suddenly being pushed apart, but she managed not to make a sound. Her arms wavered under her and she dropped to her elbows, the side of her face pressed onto the tatami.

It's so thick and hard. Oh! I'm having such dirty thoughts. This is so weird, why am I so turned on? Did it get bigger?

Her thoughts became incoherent as he started to move. He kept a hand on her right cheek, using it as a guard so their skin wouldn't quite meet with each of his thrusts. He didn't want to be interrupted after all. The other hand held her waist in position.

Why does it feel so good?

He quite liked the glassy-eyed expression on her face with her mouth hanging open and drool dribbling down the side of her face.

It's so good. It's so good. Why can't I just moan? I just want to moan, but if I do he'll stop. I don't want him to stop.

He shut his eyes, his hips naturally picked up the pace. But it was quickly becoming too much for her to withstand.

Her hands were clasped over her mouth, muffling every cry she just couldn't hold in. Her eyelids suddenly fluttered and she buried her face into the tatami. Her body shivered from the orgasm, uncontrollable tremors ran down both of her legs, but she managed not to make a sound.

Kakuzu pulled himself from her. It twitched and released along the straw beneath her still shaking body. When the satisfied haze receded he pulled her towards him. She was half-seated in his lap, looking up at him. He put a finger beneath her chin and whispered in a low husky voice:

"Good girl."

She released a tiny aroused moan and he chuckled, gave her bottom a single smack, then tucked himself away. He left her in her room shivering atop the weaved straw floor and joined the men who had almost all fallen asleep.

Tobi was tangled with Deidara on the floor, both snoring rather loudly and Hidan had fallen against the table. Kisame was still smiling as Kakuzu sat, opened a beer, and took one large swig.

"How's the little one?"

"She's gone to bed."

"She got tuckered out, huh?"

He grunted in agreement.

"Was it good though?"

Kakuzu wasn't taken aback by the question. He knew at least one of them would realize what he had been doing in the back room with the pretty, young woman. In fact, he was glad someone did. Now he could assume they would stop their pursuits of her and he could enjoy her freely. He took another sip and said with an amused tone that was rather unlike him:

"She's perfect."

A/N: Other routes will be updated soon!