Title: You Can't Always Get What You Want (But Sometimes It's More Fun That Way)
Pairing: Kakashi & Sakura
Rating: M - yeah no plot really just 1,900 words of smut. I didn't intend to update, but this idea just sorta came to me.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters. I don't make a profit from these writings. All in good fun here ;)

Kakashi was resting in his bed, pillows propped up just the way he liked them. The bedside lamp was on, illuminating the pages of his favorite inked companion. The shower in the bathroom cut off and a few minutes later the door opened, steam softly billowing out. Sakura walked out, running a towel over her head.

Kakashi glanced up from his novel, appraising her look. He believed that sometimes she looked the sexiest fresh out of the shower wearing nothing but panties and a simple tank top. On most days it made his mind buzz with thoughts of how to dirty her up again and he loved that there were less clothes to rid her of. But tonight …

She climbed onto the bed, lying down on top of the blankets beside him. She stretched, arching her back and he took note of her hardened nipples under the flimsy top. Sometimes she made it too evident of what she wanted. She sighed, getting comfortable. She dragged her foot up her opposite leg, her muscles flexing attractively, her hands pushing up her shirt and brushing across her stomach.

"Are you done with that book?"

"Not yet."

"You've read it like a hundred times."

"Seventy-two actually," he grinned turning the page.

"Fine. Why don't you put it away?"

"I'm not done with this chapter."

"But you have me right here and I can do all those things in that little book of yours. If I remember correctly you really enjoyed pages 99 through116."

He paused in his reading, toying with the idea. It was true, he really did love it when she did that, but instead of tossing the book aside he turned another page, "But I'm not done."

"Kakashi-" she whined with a pout.

"I'm sorry Sakura and I never thought I'd say this but … I'm not in the mood."

She blinked, "What?"

"I'm not in the mood."

She huffed, "Well … well … damn it! What am I supposed to do now?"

"You must be really horny."

"You have no idea."

He did though, he picked up on her signs the moment she walked out of his bathroom with a little extra sway to her hips. He brought the book down for a moment, "Well, what do you do when I'm not around?"

"I take care of myself, what do you think?"

"Then just masturbate."

"But why? I have you here!"

He was thankful his mask hid his amusement, "Go ahead Sakura, I don't mind, really."

"Yeah, I'm sure."

"If you're embarrassed I can leave," he suggested.

"No, it's okay ... I'll just go to sleep or finish my report or … something."

"You mean you're going to deny yourself that release, especially when you want it so badly?"

"You're not helping."

"If you'd just do it you'd feel better. Do you need me to coach you?"

Her cheeks grew hot, "No!"

"Then take care of yourself. I may not be in the mood but I do like the noises you make. It'll be … entertaining."

"So glad I can provide you with that service, Hatake," she rolled her eyes.

"Fine then, I'm going to continue to read my book."

She stared up at the ceiling, drumming her fingers against her hip bone. She bit her lip and looked over at Kakashi. He was engrossed in the pages before him. Fine, she decided, if he's not going to touch me …

She slowly brought her hands to her breasts, rubbing them over her shirt briefly before letting her hands travel downward. Her fingers brushed along the band of her panties before she slipped a hand down into them.

Kakashi snapped his book closed, "You're doing it wrong."

She glared at him, "You did not just say that to me."

"You're not even taking your time to enjoy the sensations you're creating for yourself."

"I just want to-"

"I know what you want, it's the whole purpose behind it. When I jerk-"

She clapped her hand over his mouth, raising her brow at him. He laughed behind her hand before moving it away, "All I was going to say is that when I'm … left to my own devices, I use a little imagination and take my time. I find that it makes reaching that goal a lot sweeter."

She sighed, chewing on the inside of her cheek.

He softly ran his fingers across her lips, "Why don't you trust me on this and listen to me?"

"Fine."

She laid her hands on her chest again, rubbing through the cotton fabric. He shook his head, "If you're going to touch yourself, then touch yourself. That shirt's only in the way."

She huffed, but listened to him, pulling the shirt up exposing her small rounded breasts. Closing her eyes she rubbed them, again, cupping herself in her hands and squeezing. As she continued to fondle with her left hand, she pinched her other nipple with her right hand. She teased her nipple into hardness before switching tactics.

Kakashi watched as she tugged on her left nipple with a little more force than he thought she would enjoy. Her lips parted slightly as her breathing came just a little harder.

"Wet your thumbs," he whispered.

"What?"

He took her wrist in his hand and brought it to his mouth where he singled out her thumb, closing his lips around it. She enjoyed the feeling of his tongue swirling around the digit. He pulled her thumb from his mouth, "Wet your thumbs, like that."

She copied his action with her other thumb although she liked it more when he did it. He positioned her hand over her breast, her thumb pressing down on her nipple, "Now keep going."

She continued to pinch and tweak her nipples, rolling her slick thumbs over the sensitized peaks. Okay, she'd give him that one. She opened her eyes to look at him, finding he was still watching her in fascination. She took her right hand away from her breast and let it flow down to her panties.

"You have wonderful nails, you should enjoy them, drag them along your stomach."

She repeated it again, this time letting her nails scrape along her skin. She shivered lightly at the feeling, her fingers traveled back up to her breasts, circling them before scratching back down to her hips.

"Touch yourself over your panties," his voice was gentle, but provocative.

She did. Her stomach clenched as her finger passed over her clitoris and down over her slit and then back up. She curved her finger, swiping across the bundle of nerves at her center. She gasped when she felt Kakashi's hands grab onto the sides of her panties. She looked at him questioningly but he just smirked and tugged them down. She lifted her hips and allowed him to remove them.

"Keep going."

She let her fingers venture down, pass the small well shaved thatch of curls. She explored herself, letting herself feel the sensations as he had so put it. Her other hand was still working her breasts and she could feel the need to be touched, kissed, and filled rise within her. She moaned softly as on another pass down her folds she could feel the moisture that had gathered.

As her finger dipped low again Kakashi guided it inside her. Another soft moan escaped her, although a single finger wasn't much, the small amount of friction it gave was incredible.

"Now pull it out and rub your clit."

Her body almost seemed to be on autopilot, listening to his commands. She didn't care as long as she kept feeling this good. Her back lightly arched as her slippery finger circled her button. He watched as her cheeks tinted and her chest began to rise and fall more quickly. She had forgotten about giving attention to her breast and all of her focus was on …

"Slow down," he urged, tenderly holding onto her wrist.

She huffed, frustrated, "I just-"

"Do this for me," he pushed her leg upward, she surrendered, letting her knee bend and opening herself up to him more fully. He smirked, "Good, now-" he guided her left hand to her center, letting her fingers caress her folds. She slid in a finger by his silent instruction, pumping it in and out. He took her thumb and forefinger on her other hand and positioned them over her clit, closing them to gently pinch the center of nerves between them.

She worked with the blueprint he gave her, fingering and teasing herself; going faster when he directed her to, or slower, or to add another finger.

"Mmm, taste yourself for me," his voice had dropped, taking on that alluring tone.

She did so without a second thought, licking and sucking her fingers clean.

"Do you like the way you taste?"

She nodded weakly, her body approaching the bursting point. He lay on his side next to her, "Finger yourself, hard and fast, and don't stop."

He didn't have to tell her twice, she had been looking forward to reaching her release since she got out of the shower.

She could feel his breath coming out hotly against her cheek, and his voice filled her ears, "What are you thinking of? Are you imagining it's me; my fingers plunging into your core? Or maybe you're picturing my head between your thighs, tasting your juices, devouring your center, my tongue tapping and sucking on your clit?"

The heat she felt in her stomach increased and her legs jerked at the anticipation of hitting her peak. She moaned loudly and her breaths became labored.

"Or am I inside you? Tell me, are you imagining it nice and slow or am I thrusting my hard cock into you wildly?"

Her mouth fell open, "Mmm.. Kakashi ..."

"Wildly then," he licked along the outside of her ear, making her shudder, "Can you feel it? Are you close?"

"Yes!"

"Good. Can you see me above you, driving myself deep inside your tight, hot pussy? Your walls fluttering as you near your climax ... feels so good, doesn't it?"

She panted, worked into a state of frenzy, "I … I'm-"

"That's right, you're going to be a good girl and come … hard," he observed the way her arms tensed and her breath hitched, "come Sakura, come … now."

And at his word that tightly coiled spring of pleasure erupted. Her eyes shut and her mouth fell open, her cries coming out freely as she crested. Her back snapped and her head was turned to the side, her lips were captured roughly. She was vaguely aware of her muscles clamping around her fingers.

Kakashi's hand went over hers at the apex of her mound and he controlled the pace of her finger, slowing it, drawing out her orgasm, not stopping until her body finished twitching. She sighed, sated and then slowly opened her eyes, meeting his intense gaze.

His hand left to grab her other, withdrawing her fingers from her core. He drew her fingers to his mouth where he licked her flavor from them, "You do taste good. Now, aren't you glad that you listened to me?"