Her back was pressed against the slippery tile walls of her shower, her hair soaked and clinging to her smooth white breasts and craned neck. Everything burned. It was so hot. She was so hot.
She let out an earsplitting cry as he pressed her harder into the wall, his length pounding into her hot wet core without restraint. Every time his hips slammed against hers, she'd cry out and writhe in his grasp, her eyes rolling back into her head and her lips parting with the feeling of him inside her.
His fingers dug into her backside as he hooked his elbow under her knee and pulled it up, allowing the other to wrap around his waist. She groaned at the roughness of his touch, so warm and hard, yet so damn good. She tightened her leg around his waist, allowing him to rest an arm on the shower wall beside her head.
"You feel so fucking good, Sakura."
She watched him, smiling at how his hair clung to his forehead and neck, no longer standing straight up the way it usually did, drenched from the warm water coming from above and head tipped back in unadulterated bliss. He panted in unison with his hard thrusts, the pouty lips she loved so much open to let out a sexy groan, his mismatched eyes half closed and staring at her in the most exhilarating of ways. Her eyes travelled from the streams of water running down the skin of his throat to rest on his rock hard chest and then lower, down to his abdomen- toned and the object of every Konoha girl's desire. Then, she continued lower still where they were joined.
His hips rubbed her thighs in a way that made her mouth water; she could see his length reappear before slamming into her over and over. "Oh my God," She cried, "Faster!"
He smirked, "If I could go any faster, Sakura," He let out a groan, his eyes snapping shut as he lowered his mouth to her neck, biting down so hard that she thought he drew blood. His smirk only widened at her breathy moan, "Believe me. I would."
"Clearly you're not trying hard enough."
It was like her words stirred up some sort of emotion inside of him, maybe poured more gasoline over the open fire of his sexual arousal. Either way, he seemed only to slam into her faster and harder than before, he lifted her thigh higher until her knee touched her shoulder and he traced her calf with his tongue. She moaned at the erotic sight and tightened her other leg around his waist, twisting the fingers of one hand around the hair at the nape of his neck and the fingers of the other dragging down his chest and abs, leaving red scratches in their wake.
"Is this fast enough for you, Sakura?" He groaned her name softly, taking his arm away from the wall to lay a hand on her breast, his palm kneading the soft wet mound. "Is it?"
Sakura could only groan in anticipation for the height of her climax, she nodded fiercely, "Mhm!" She moaned loudly and forced her eyes to stay open to stare at the man who was currently fucking her senseless.
"Say my name." He continued with his rough thrusts and she almost came at the sight of his tongue swiping at his bottom lip before he pulled it in his mouth to catch between his teeth. "Say it."
"K-Kakashi!"
Sakura's eyes shot open. Oh my fucking God.
She'd just had a sex dream about Kakashi-sensei.
Even worse: she just had a sex dream about Kakashi-sensei and liked it.
This was becoming a major problem for Sakura and despite her intelligence; she had no idea how to fix it. A few days ago, she would never have considered Kakashi as someone she'd like to have sex with.
Actually no, that was a lie. Every girl considered that.
But Sakura never thought of him as someone she'd actually have sex with.
He was her ex-sensei, her team leader, her friend. She knew what involvements between team members did; she had to learn the hard way with Sasuke and he only left the village. She knew Kakashi would never abandon Konoha in his selfish search for power, but if he left in any other sense- missing or… dead- Sakura could only imagine what it'd do to her.
And to be involved with him if that were to happen? Out of the question.
But Sakura was getting too ahead of herself. Of course, all the evidence she'd gotten from her friends so far showed that she might as well have had sex with him, but there was still a huge possibility that she hadn't.
And what if they hadn't? Sakura wasn't stupid. It was clear to her that Kakashi was attracted to her, it was obvious in the lustful stares they sometimes shared or the small moments where they'd touched and wanted more. But was she just a hopeful girl, making it up and reading too much into things? Did Kakashi care about her more than just a friend? Or did he just want to find out if he had sex with her so he could avoid her for a proper reason?
But then, what if they had? Would they… what? Continue on with their lives? Go on missions together? Would he allow her to heal him? Would she allow him to protect her? Would they spar and train together like friends? Or not call each other friends at all?
So many questions raced through Sakura's overworked mind that she had to rub her eyes. She was getting frustrated, she could tell by the slight twitch in her eye. She swore. This was getting too difficult, she had to find out what happened and then form a plan from there.
She slid out of her bed, sneering at the crinkled mess she'd made of it, and walked over to the bathroom to get ready to meet Naruto at Ichiraku. She dragged her feet to the adjoining bathroom with a long, loud yawn. She placed her hands on the edge of the sink and yawned once more, looking at her reflection tiredly.
Her cheeks were flushed and her hair was a mess and she knew it was all because of that steamy little dream she'd had moments before. She lifted up the edge of her thin singlet and turned towards the shower.
-Her back was pressed against the slippery tile walls of her shower, her hair soaked and clinging to her smooth white breasts and craned neck. Everything burned. It was so hot. She was so hot.-
Blushing a deep scarlet at the flashes of Kakashi being the reason as to why she was so hot in that dream, she let her singlet drop down to her navel. I'll have a shower later, she thought wryly.
Sakura turned back to the sink and sighed. She slowly picked up her toothpaste and squeezed it out onto her toothbrush before sticking it in her mouth and brushing her teeth fiercely. Sakura was never a very neat girl and she wasn't even fazed at the foam the toothpaste produced at her mouth and chin. She wondered what Kakashi would think if he saw her like this.
Why do you care so much? She thought, a frown edging itself onto her pretty face.
*.*
Naruto was already at Ichiraku Ramen when Sakura arrived, probably on his third bowl no doubt. Naruto's eyes snapped to hers over his bowl when she sat down beside him. He set his bowl down and offered her a noodle-filled grin, "Sakura-chan!"
"Hey," She smiled, taking in his spiky blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Truthfully, Naruto had gotten really attractive lately and it was only a matter of time before all the girls would crawl to him, luckily Hinata had gathered up the courage before anyone else. She deserved it.
"So what's up?" Naruto questioned, slurping up some soup. "Kakashi told me you sparred yesterday; he looked a little out of it. What did you do to him?"
Ayame grinned at Sakura in greeting before setting down a bowl of her usual tempura ramen. Sakura beamed at her. Nothing could cure Sakura's weary brain more than tempura ramen. "Well," She slurped some soup, "I broke his nose for starters."
Naruto let out a bark of laughter and patted her shoulder, "That's what I'm talking about."
As they talked and ordered bowl after bowl of ramen, Sakura felt happy. It had been a long time since her and Naruto could just share a simple moment together and not think about the Akatsuki, Kabuto or Sasuke. It was nice. It was normal.
But then Sakura had to put away the warm little feeling in her stomach to get straight down to business. The mystery of that night with Kakashi kept nudging its way into her brain during every conversation with Naruto, and it soon became too unbearable to ignore.
"What do I remember about that night?" Naruto tapped a finger to his chin, his eyes clouding over with uncharacteristic thoughtfulness. Then, a familiar cheeky grin slipped itself onto his handsome face. "Do you really want to know?"
Sakura scoffed and pinched the bridge of her nose. The truth was, she really did want to know, but only if it concerned her and Kakashi. She did not want to know about Hinata and Naruto, who were both practically like siblings to her. "You idiot, I only want to know what you remember about me and Kakashi."
The grin didn't falter and a mischievous laugh escaped from him, "I can't believe you and Kakashi-"
"Shut up! I don't even know if we did or not. That's why I'm asking you." Sakura fought to keep the amused smile off her face but knew that her efforts were useless. Naruto's happiness was contagious, when he smiled, everyone smiled.
"Fine, fine." Naruto laughed, he reached up to scratch his head before propping his cheek on his fist and giving her a nice smile.
-Naruto's hands greedily delved under Hinata's lavender jumper, eliciting from her a quiet moan. The sound that passed through her lips turned him on so much that he pushed her back into the wall and hungrily bit into the sensitive place where her elegant neck met the smooth curve of her shoulder.
"N-Naruto-kun!" Hinata whispered into his ear, her hot breath tickling the blonde hair at his ear. She pressed her chest against his and he wanted nothing more than to rip off her jumper and press his lips to every inch of her warm soft skin he could reach.
He needed to take Hinata somewhere private fast or else he'd end up ravishing her up against the wall in Kakashi's hallway. He picked her up and wrapped her slender legs around his waist, fisting a hand in her sleek black locks. He pulled away from her to see where his feet were taking them and groaned when he felt her hot wet mouth on his shoulder. Hastily, he pushed open the nearest door, unaware of his two oldest friends that were already in the room.
"Oh, sorry." Naruto said absently, his mind still drawn to the feeling of Hinata's breast in his palm. Reluctantly, he tried to subtly remove it as he stared at Kakashi and Sakura apologetically and confusedly.
Sakura was perched on top of the sink, her bare legs dangling over the edge with her black dress pushed so far up that Naruto was sure he could see half her underwear, her matching bra clearly seen over the top of her dress. In between her legs, stood Kakashi with his shirt half way up his abdomen and mask pulled down so that part of his nose was visible.
Kakashi had one hand resting on the edge of the sink, next to her creamy white thigh and the other was pressed to her face; his palm on her cheek and his long fingers reaching to one side of her forehead. They were abnormally close, and Naruto thought that if he was a second later, they would've probably been kissing. Sakura's hand was the reason why Kakashi's shirt was so far up, her face flushed from the alcohol and the embarrassment of the situation. Both of Kakashi's eyes were visible now, his hitai-ate pushed up to his forehead. He looked shocked and distracted at the same time.
"N-No worries." Sakura slurred, her hand immediately dropping from Kakashi's stomach to rest on her thigh.
Hinata seemed restless in Naruto's arms and he could tell that she was embarrassed by the way she hid her face in his neck and the crimson blush he saw creeping up her own. Naruto shot Sakura and Kakashi a drunken smile, not the least bit angry or upset that he'd just seen his friend and team leader in a compromising position, and turned around to leave, the bathroom door quietly clicking shut behind him.
"Naruto-kun, that was so embarrassing!" Hinata moaned in mortification, pressing her face deeper into his neck. Naruto laughed quietly and walked further down the hallway, a squirming Hinata in his arms-
"And, that's pretty much it." Naruto smirked, "Well, that was pretty much it for your virgin ears."
Sakura punched him in the shoulder lightly, trying hard to fight the blush that decided to show on her cheeks and neck. "My ears aren't virgin, you idiot."
"Sure." Naruto patted her head lightly, as if she was a child and just told him that there was a monster under her bed.
Sakura huffed, "What time did all that happen?"
Naruto hummed, "Uh, 1 o'clock in the morning? Maybe a bit after, don't take my word for it though." Naruto chugged his glass of water. "Hey, I've got to run; I'm supposed to meet Hinata soon." He shot up and waggled his eyebrows, "Can't miss it."
"Whatever, you sex-fiend." Sakura waved him off, a light smile on her face at the grinning blonde. He gave her a chaste kiss on the cheek and jogged away.
That was when Sakura realized. "Cheeky bastard."
He left her the bill.