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Thinking (+ flashbacks, "Mito speaking to Kurama in her mindscape," etc.)

Emphasis

Bijuu, etc. speaking

Bijuu, etc. thinking

After a brief and "interesting" conversation, Kakashi became lost in her entirely. His body ached with a hunger that bordered on dangerous. As Mito continued grinding shamelessly against his painfully stiff length - with him reciprocating far past eagerly - Kakashi surveyed the entirety of her mouth with his tongue. Mito was desperately clinging to his shoulder and neck; loud, breathy moans escaping her throat as she let him guide her.

He resisted the overwhelming urge to rip off her clothes and throw her face down into the bed; Mito might like that. Gently placing her down instead, she roughly pulled him on top of her, giggling. He began pulling at her belt, his lips not yet leaving her - and that turned into another searing kiss that felt like it should've brought down the house. He worried for a second that his chakra had spiked enough to disable her seals but Mito only sucked in a breath and shivered all over. Kakashi's arm moved to snake around her but he stopped when he felt something under her covers. He picked it up, sure that Mito's face was flaming when he realized what he'd found. He raised an eyebrow at her in the dark. "Had another date tonight, did we?" He looked at the vibrator, turning it this way and that. Even in the dark, he could tell that it was interesting. "Fancy."

"Shut up, Kakashi!" Mito grabbed it away and tossed it on the floor, hoping she hadn't broken it. Back to business, she pulled him down for another kiss, burying her hands in his soft hair and swearing that everywhere he touched her had erupted in sizzling flames. Desire had hit Mito in a way it never had, from not only her breasts and belly down, but also frying her brain. She sucked in a breath when he groped her breast. Kakashi growled at her. Growled! Like a low, predatory growl. "Oh, fuck."

"'S okay?" he mumbled as he worked his way down to her breast, giving her exposed nipple a kitten lick.

"Y- yeah," Mito whimpered. "Oh… Fuck, Kash!" God, the things he was bringing out in her were insane. "Just… your chakra's so staticky, ne?" Little shocks! "But - FUCK - I like it."

Smug, Kakashi licked around and around her left areola, rolling her other nipple in his free hand. "Do you?"

Mito closed her eyes tight, gasping but unable to hide a playful grin. "Maybe."

Kakashi harshly sucked her nipple into his mouth, biting her breast. He snarled again when she brought her knees up higher and wriggled against him. And I'd wanted to go slow. Mito teasing him further electrified his heart rate and his chakra; the latter rushed through his body like a live wire. Kakashi snapped at her, not surprised in the least that she laughed of all things. He moved back up and bit her bottom lip, pulling it back, to punish her and wouldn't you know? Mito groaned and ran her hands roughly from his shoulders down to his ass, pushing him into her. "Fuck you're so good to me."

Surprised, she gave him a slanted, sly grin, wiggling against him, and digging her hands and heels into his ass. "May I, um?" she tried to ask sweetly through what she was going through. He said she was "good," after all. Not, she thought. Kakashi mumbled "yeah" or something from where he was broadly licking and chewing on her and MIto thought up a seal, pushed chakra into her hands, and hoped that it would work. She giggled when it did.

"Hime-sama," he scolded in a guttery drawl after a stunned beat. Kakashi pulled up and looked at her sternly. "You vanished my clothes." All of the clothes that she'd touched were gone, anyway. How the hell had she managed that? He still had his boxer briefs on. He gave her a quick, especially hard thrust and kiss that Mito gasped into, moaning.

"But I did good, ne?" she smirked, panting between words. She snuck one hand down the back of his undies to grab some meaty ass. Mito kept the other out for propriety's sake but gave that ass cheek a long squeeze, too.

Kakashi slammed his lips into her, moaning at how much better it already felt. Now the only things between them were her little boyshorts and his boxers. "God. You are soaked for me."

Mito felt her face heat up all the way down to her chest. "That is a lie and you know it." Kakashi kissed her hard, their teeth crashing. He was not lying. But there was no need for him to mention it!

Breathing heavily, he rose up on his knees, wishing he could see her better. The Sharingan helped but it was awfully dark in here and the truth was he knew he'd lose the genjutsu mask at some point. He needed to prepare her more for that if she could see, too. His mouth suddenly dry, Kakashi really looked, hard, at his girl. Mito was beginning to get uncomfortable with the heat of his gaze but Kakashi needed her. Needed all of her; needed all of his senses to feast on her. "If I opened the curtains, could anyone see in?" Mito's complex was extremely well-lit, considering the area.

Mito shook her head, drawing her hair through her fingers to cover her breasts, enjoying the feel of it and her fingers there. "I have seals on them." Her eyebrows shot up, watching his fine self get up to open her drapes. "...Better?"

Kakashi turned and stared at her, smirking when he saw that she was drinking him in as if she'd been starved and waiting for him all his life. "You're beautiful." Mito shyly grinned and turned away, stopping with a gasp and turning back to him, looking perhaps a little worried. He moved back to her, wondering what she thought of his body. She seemed to appreciate it. "What is it?"

"Nothing."

Gods, her plum-colored, pebbled nipples peeking through her glorious hair were going to kill him. And her extreme curves and skin. She drew her fingers up her abdomen and Kakashi had to still himself. –Kami-sama, the things he wanted to do to her. He was going to hell for sure but before he did, he was going to taste and feel every inch of her.

Somewhere in the back recesses of his mind he knew that between what he was beginning to suspect were Mito's weird issues with her incredible body and his own (earlier) increasing-by-the-minute performance anxiety, they could've been in trouble. Fortunately for him, however, Mito plowed through it with her innate stubbornness - for instance, sitting up and pushing him down on her bed, gracefully spinning so that she was straddled over him. He grabbed her ass with both hands and Mito threw her head back, her hair swinging in an arc behind her. She moved up and came down with a cry on the head of his cock, making him see stars. He stilled her, biting her collarbone harshly as she used him to get off. Mito was trembling all over and practically begging for it. I wanted to go slow. I wanted to do this right.

Kakashi had a feeling that they both were so pent up for each other, both so concerned about this progression of their relationship that this could've gone south badly. On the one hand, the obvious fact that she wanted him so much dramatically eased his anxiety about what things might be like for them later. Being in love scared him shitless; somewhere in the back of his mind, anyway. Up front, he was standing her up with his tongue plowed down her throat, his hands full of delicious flesh and skin, trying to wordlessly encourage her to let go of him so he could get the rest of their clothes off.

He also realized that in his headspace, he'd (unwillingly) put a lot of pressure on Mito: or those damn dreams and fantasies of his. It wasn't fair to expect her to look or act a certain way, not like this, in the low lights of her room as he licked as far as he could into her mouth, one hand full of her breast while the other was squeezing what he could hold of her ass. Not while she was making those noises and… Fuck, how could it be better than what he'd dreamed of only this afternoon?

Mito pulled away from their kiss, taking a step back, her eyes hooded and pupils blown wide. She stared into his mismatched eyes for a good minute. "'Kay." She shook her open, old yukata off her shoulders, her heart racing, and waited. Kakashi was staring at her, looking delicious and dangerous, stroking his cock through his very cute, snug, black underwear. Mainly through it - the head of his dock had escaped its confines. She looked away for a second, wiping her swollen lips, embarrassed but thoroughly turned on. "Your turn." She hooked a thumb in her panties and gave him a cocky look, back to looking like her brash self.

"So bad," he breathed. Mito grinned at him. Kakashi moved to her panties but she stepped away from him again.

"You first." He half-shrugged and, never taking his eyes off her, bent down and did so - his girth slapping up against his abs. Mito's mouth fell open (probably to drool, she realized) but she immediately schooled her features. Kakashi had a big enough head without getting ahead of himself, thank you very much. Big head, indeed - and thank you for that, too, Kakashi. Kakashi raised an eyebrow at her, his Sharingan continuing to spin in the dark. "Nice." Surprising him, she quickly wriggled out of her panties and jumped sideways into bed, immediately covering up. Kakashi stared after her like she was crazy. Maybe she was.

He needed to see more but told himself there was time for that. "You still want to?" Mito nodded and he inhaled sharply - and deeply from his nose - and then climbed in after her. She pulled the covers away as he did; her scent so thick in the air that he couldn't wait to get a taste. She kissed him, carefully, sweetly at first - her hands delicately smoothing over his traps - but they were both too wound up to hold back much longer. "Fuck, Mi." Before she could reach for him, he was kissing and sucking down her body, moving between her legs, and attaching himself to her breasts again while reaching for her cunt. His breath hitched when he finally slid his fingers down and over her slit, reaching his wet, hot prize. "So hot! Fuck, baby?!"

Mito had gasped, her hands fisting her sheets. When she glanced down at him, Kakashi almost looked concerned. She looked away. "My um, internal body temperature is a few degrees higher than average."

"So fucking wet for me…" Mito sucked in a breath, opening her legs for him more when he began teasing her entrance. "Maa," he began, completely on edge, and panting as he tentatively dipped in one finger. "You're so fucking tight; I want to dive straight in and fuck you beside yourself but you're just not going to let me do that are you?"

Mito shakily laughed. Kakashi almost sounded angry. "If you hadn't brought a monster to bed with you, things would go faster, wouldn't they? –Don't you dare rush!" That thing could definitely hurt her. Ha! Temporarily.

Kakashi stilled and tried to glare at her, unsuccessful in fully wiping the smirk off his face. He couldn't when Mito cried out as he (maybe just a little roughly) pushed in another finger, his thumb working her swollen clit. Dear God: he knew he kept saying it but she was TIGHT! "You complaining?" he mumbled as he sucked her nipple into his mouth again. He gave it a bite, thrilled when she liked it.

Mito shook her head back and forth. "I'm… not stupid. Ah!"

Kakashi flickered his tongue over her nipple, pulling it into his mouth again as he finger fucked her, his Sharingan recording everything: every beautiful moan, the way she moved, her expressions. "You so love to complain."

Mito let out a bark of laughter that turned into an embarrassing keening sound as he worked her up, his thumb circling her clit methodically as his fingers pumped inside of her. "Fuck… Kashi," she shook, pulling or alternatively pushing his arms and shoulders, half out of her mind already. "I do… I do love complaining," she got out with a high-pitched, insane laugh.

Kakashi gave her breast a broad lick and blew on it. "Maa, I love giving you things to complain about."

Mito cried out again but something… SOMETHING had just been half-acknowledged. Or had it? "Ka- Kakashi?" She nearly screamed when he manipulated something inside her that she'd never felt before and squeezed her clit at the same time. "Yes! Yes, oh GODs yes…"

Kakashi braced himself over her as she came, recapturing her lips although she was nearly incessant. When she finally came down, shaking and pulling at him, he pulled his hand away, groaning at her juices soaking it. Mito's eyes focused a bit more and she flushed prettily - her eyes going wide when he sucked his fingers into his mouth, groaning and shuddering against her. He ground his cock into her adductor, licking his palm and then gritting his teeth to keep it together. In a harsh voice, he ordered, "Suck."

Mito turned her head like a brat. "No!" Then she laughed.

God, she was so perfect, going against orders for him. "Fuck, Mi…"

"Put it in; gods, Kakashi, put it in. Please."

Kakashi nodded and moved to quickly do exactly that.

Kakashi had nearly lost his freaking mind and rushed their first time. He'd gone hard and a lot faster than he'd planned, and although Mito had climaxed a few more times, the wolf in him hadn't been fully satisfied. Was Kakashi a little (okay, a lot) worn out in the end? Yes, because this woman's stamina was Not. Human. Mito had lost control, chains shooting out and snaking around him twice - so he felt like they were in the same boat somewhat (considering how mortified she'd been afterward; how quickly she'd retracted them; how her expressions had turned more guarded after) and he couldn't help but wonder what she was now thinking.

He stroked her sweaty forehead, pushing an errant strand of blonde behind her ear. Mito began kissing and mouthing his jaw again: chewing him, really. She was an animal - just as much as he was; it felt delicious and gave him shivers. His gasps and moans didn't even register in his head. And those chains! Kakashi might have thought Jiraiya was nuts to think so highly of bondage (when both of them had high bounties on their heads: I mean, c'mon) but now that he'd experienced it with someone he trusted? He might want more.

What Kakashi didn't want was to leave. Didn't want Mito to look at him, expecting him to go back to his crappy efficiency and for this to end. He wanted to taste her with his face buried inside her, to relish her. To ravage, worship, and prove to her that he was worth keeping around. Or to fool her into thinking so. His clothes were gone, anyway. –Maybe reminding her of that would make her let him stay.

Right now, however, his arms were wrapped intimately around her, their long, thick legs sloppily tangled together. He kissed her forehead, smiling at the pleased little sigh he got for it when he guessed she finished marking him up. Kakashi was a pale guy: it didn't take much. His neck and shoulders were probably a sea of bitemarks at this point. "What are you thinking?"

Mito gazed up at him. The way Kakashi's wild hair was glowing in the scant light of her room was mesmerizing. His skin was so pale and pretty that it made her crazy. When she quietly spoke, her words were honest. "I didn't know it could be like that." Outside of a book or something.

Kakashi frowned, afraid he was misunderstanding. "Was I too hard on you? –I'm sorry."

"No, you weren't," Mito insisted, hiding her face in his chest. Kakashi really had bulked up a lot. He wasn't only a hard mass of connective tissues, muscles, tendons, and ligaments over bones anymore. He had padding. Yum. She traced the lines of his lats before moving back up to pull on his shoulder. "I meant that in a good way. –Sorry if that's TMI."

Kakashi snorted. "I asked, didn't I?"

"You did." She licked her swollen lips, happy in Kakashi's strong arms yet highly uncomfortable in gross wet sheets, all sweaty. They'd been lying here like this for several minutes until he'd pulled out - which had been a drag. She knew what her books said about post-sex etiquette but she didn't know exactly when things like that were supposed to take place. Supposedly a guy would get up and clean you up - but Mito took care of herself, thank you very much (and Chiriku - yikes - certainly hadn't been like that.) "You want to st- I mean, we could clean up or something."

Kakashi silenced the whoop he almost let out. "We could. Stay with me for a little longer?"

Mito nodded even as her face scrunched up. Kakashi tilted his head, studying her, and probably felt how ill at ease she was getting. "Um. I'm kinda laying in a puddle."

Kakashi flipped her over him, kissing her deeply when she laughed on top of him for a good minute, and then deposited her on his other side, never letting go. He couldn't help but tease her as he ran his hand up and down her back. And her ass. "Yare, yare. That's not my fault, is it?"

Mito pouted at him. Kakashi had cursed and praised her, sometimes not even making sense as he did what he did to her but um… Yes, she might have been "gushing" - certainly not - or whatever he claimed it was in the heat of the moment (several times) but "It's mostly your stuff."

"Stuff?" And I'm not sure that's accurate, my medical professional/vixen. Kakashi hummed, internally snorting over how cute she could be. "Maa, I wonder. And if it is, maa; what can I say? –Hime-sama talks a good game about using condoms but the fact is, she raw dogs it. She even asks for it."

Mito gaped at him. The last thing he needed to know was that she'd done this twice now. "You… you utter dick! I did ask for it! You didn't bring one! We talked about that first!"

Kakashi snickered, looking down at her with his good eyebrow raised. "I know you asked for it." That was as much of a double entendre as he thought she could handle. "And I also know you're aware and pleased that I DID bring my dick." He got swatted for that twice. "Honestly, Mito," he sighed, laying his head back and resting on one of her pillows, allowing his muscles to relax as he kept her close. He side-eyed her. "I didn't think I'd have the pleasure when I came to check on you."

"Aw," Mito breathed, covering her mouth with a little cough as soon as it was out. It was nice that he put it that way. "I didn't have any here. I gave all my condoms to that brothel."

Kakashi snickered himself into a couple of snorts. "Hime-sama… buys condoms by the pallet and goes to brothels."

"I- I- we're both clean!" I don't buy them at all! "And I was helping there."

Oh, God. Even Kakashi wouldn't touch Mito saying that she was 'clean and helping out at a brothel.' His laughing broke through what he teased her for next: previously knowing he was clean and got a horrified gasp for it. "Hime-sama also… admitted she read my medical records..." That was no surprise to him; Mito was a menace, "and scanned me for STDs without my consent."

Mito sat up, covering up with the sheet as she did so. "It's standard practice! I swear! Tch! –I mean… the part about the screenings being part of everyone's regular blood work is standard practice, anyway." Not so much reading confidential medical records. Maybe it was a poor illegal hobby - but she'd REALLY wanted to know about Kakashi. (Not only him; she read over lots of people's stuff. To LEARN. –Or her clones did when they got bored. Something was truly wrong with that jutsu.) "I even showed you my seal beforehand!"

"Yes," Kakashi said, smiling broadly. He was done - or almost done - teasing her. "It's a very pretty seal."

Mito huffed and snuggled against him again. Her contraception seal was very pretty. "Do you know how hard it was to show you that? It's right by my big scar." And my butt. He might've been looking at it.

Kakashi snuggled her, not even thinking about how "different" he was acting. Fuck it: he was happy. Being with someone you care about really was as different as Asuma and Gai implied it could be. "No. You hid the aforementioned scar even when you showed me the seal. And you were the one to place a very elaborate, very decorative seal above your extremely fine ass." Mito sucked in a giggly breath. He could feel the heat coming off her face again.

The seal's placed almost like a tramp stamp. The thought of calling it that nearly made him choke. Mito would definitely punch him into next week if he did. It was in the right spot for one, though, and was partly disguised as what looked like a very subtle sunrise. As with almost all of her seals, it was white on her pretty, smooth, creamy skin.

Aside from that and the seals holding the fox - which he couldn't see without the Sharingan - her torso was otherwise seal-free. He liked it that way. She had beautiful breasts: cute and perky. And oh, that ass: so much muscle - although it certainly isn't all muscle. Which is nice. He needed to stick around and behave himself so that he could get a real look at it. His hands had mapped it out fairly extensively but it required far more investigation. He raised his good eyebrow at her, smiling sappily and crookedly. Mito looked pensive. "What is it?"

"You want to stay?" she asked, a little uncomfortably.

"I do."

A little later -

Kakashi's eyes narrowed. "Don't hide from me."

As ever, Mito hadn't thought her shared showering concept completely through. Now her clones were changing her bedding, and it seemed that Kakashi was one of those guys who could walk around naked in front of people all day without worry. He certainly had nothing to be ashamed of. He was a fucking stud - and Mito was… off the normal curve. Then again, so is he, although that's in a different, better way, she thought. Sadly probing that whole thing even more,

1. Mito's clones told her flat-out that she wasn't very attractive several times. As if she didn't know that. –Them saying it was just more negative reinforcement.

2. She wasn't thin and willowy like most kunoichis were. She didn't have Kurenai's classic beauty or Anko's adorable/horrible cuteness.

3. Big. Fucking. Scar. Yes, that one time in Uzushio, Naruto said that the thing looked like a birthmark but after coming home to both check it out in a mirror AND have one of her clones examine it, it was clear that he was only being his extremely nice self. It was long and deep and definitely not pretty. Tsunade's procedure had smoothed it out some but… yuck. She wouldn't care too much if it weren't just so big - and worse, it would bring up questions about her having been peeled like fucking potato once upon a time.

4. The way that Chiriku had looked at her after their little escapade: how he flinched when he saw her up, nude, and trying to get her shit together? His expression did even more of a number on her self-esteem.

5. In her experience, Body Dysmorphic Disorder never truly goes away. Especially not without therapy.

It was difficult to hide in a shower in an overly bright bathroom, however, even if she was maneuvering her long wet hair that almost reached her knees when wet to cover everything she wanted to hide. Plus there's the other thing. "You said you didn't think this was going to happen tonight," she admitted shyly with a dry chuckle. "Well, neither did I." Mito was just glad that she'd been clean and had shaved her legs.

Kakashi approached her, heavy, hard, curved upward, and shameless. "I want to see you properly in the light." And there was a LOT of light in Mito's bathroom.

Putting her foot up on her scooched-over shower stool to subtly cross her leg to better hide herself and totally not cowering in the corner, she thrust her hands out slightly. (They better covered her breasts that way.) "Tah-dah!" Kakashi let out a snicker. "Oh, God. –I just realized you are wearing a mask again. In the shower!"

With or without the stupid mask, Kakashi looked smug. "Maa, you were too busy staring at my cock to notice so I figured why not." Mito turned redder than part of her hair.

"I can't help it," she said, ducking her head with her eyes on the prize again. "I look at it and I want to kiss it!" Kakashi sucked in a breath, which she later wondered about. "But I can't."

"Um…" Mito was pouting. Kakashi tried to process hime-sama going down on him in real life. He wasn't crazy; he'd like that very much. "Why not?"

"Because I haven't done it before and I'd suck at it."

"Maa, that's kind of the point," Kakashi chuckled, very happy that she hadn't done that with anyone else. He'd get her first on the oral front, anyway.

"No," Mito rolled her eyes, glad that he was laid back about this. She grabbed more soap. "I mean… If I were to do that to you, you'd just have to deal with it probably being bad; or at least not as good as it could be. I mean, I'd have to practice hard to get better."

Kakashi shakily nodded, ready to agree to anything and breathing more heavily as he considered it. Mito sure talked a lot while giving him too much to think about. And did he mention he had begun getting a surprise, soapy handjob? Well, it was happening. "Shhhhit," he breathed with a gasp.

"Take that thing off," she demanded again when she glanced up at his face.

Kakashi leaned his body over hers, planting his elbow by her shoulder, breathing heavily as she stroked all his rotten and not-so-rotten, filthy desires. For a while, he buried his head in her shoulder, nuzzling her. Getting increasingly riled up, however, he kissed her and began slowly tonguing his way down her outstanding body, deciding to first get revenge for her earlier ear tactics. "You… Are… Beautiful." He smiled into her hair, keeping his genjutsu going if for no other reason than he was an ass, and pulled some of her long locks away from her breasts. Dropping to his knees with a hiss, which unfortunately meant that she was forced to let go of his rock-hard cock, he flicked and tongued at her nipple, getting her to loosen up while running his hands up her legs. Sucking her perky tits and seeing her reaction was already one of his favorite things in life - but he could do more. "Can I?"

Mito tried to catch her breath. Her nipples were sensitive and holy fuck. When Chiriku had done something similar, it almost hurt - or that's how she drunkenly remembered it anyway. When Kakashi was doing it, she didn't want him to stop. "I," she moaned when he sucked one into his mouth, mouthing her like a spoiled, overly-needy, fat fucking baby while staring up at her with mismatched, smoky eyes. "I um, already gave you - oh! Fuck, Kashi! - I gave you b-lanket permission."

Kakashi let go with a pop. "Mi-iii," he whined. Reaching between her legs with both arms, he spread her legs and quickly rose to his feet, lifting her. He smirked at the way she'd squeaked and was looking at him with her big doe eyes and took his first bite of her pussy. He'd planned to do it earlier but had gotten carried away. "Fuuck," he groaned against her hot, slick snatch. He dove in with a slow, broad lick and Mito fell apart. "Yes…. Fuck!" Mito was noisy. Of course, she is. "Mine," he growled against her, totally into his work. Mito jumped.

She shivered and stared down at him, her head shoved up in the corner of her (fortunately high) bathroom ceiling. Kakashi bent over to give her more space to move, his face in her most private area, doing insane things with his tongue. God, she should stop him but she couldn't think! She pushed her hands against the ceiling then worried that she'd accidentally break the structure if she lost control of her chakra again. "Kashiiii!" He smirked at her, she was pretty sure, and dove back in, lapping at or nearly biting her, and moved. She threw her head back when he pulled her leg over his shoulder, sliding his fingers inside of her.

Everything happened so fast! "Fuck I'm gonna… I'm gonna…"

"Cum in my mouth." Kakashi sucked her clit hard and groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head when she did.

When Mito later realized that she'd grabbed his hair she let go and shakily apologized, getting a wry chuckle in return.

"I fucking love how you taste, Woman, but if you keep throwing your head back, bearing your neck and tits to me like that you're gonna get bit." Mito smiled up at the ceiling and let out a breathy laugh, covering up as much as she could from her elevated position, which inexplicably turned him on even more. "C'mon." He dropped her, catching her in his arms at the last second and enjoying the way she squeaked and then gasped as he licked at his chin and lips. –The way this powerful woman was just giving herself to him. "Let's dry you off."

"Already?" Mito whimpered in just over a whisper. She watched on shaky legs as he dried both of them off harshly before throwing her over his shoulder, biting her hip, and planting her in her bed. "Kakashi!" He spread her legs and Mito shivered as his genjutsu mask dropped. Right now, with that Sharingan spinning in his head - and that look on his gorgeous face - Kakashi was a whole different kind of "scary handsome."

"This…" he snarled, staring at her snatch, "is mine."

Snarled! Mito rapidly blinked. And is he drooling?!

There was no time to think, though, as Kakashi dove back in, face first, to eat her alive. "FUCK!" Throwing her head back, she was soon grinding on his face, her hands in his wild, wet hair again, unable to figure out through the overstimulation if she wanted him to stop or just keep going forever. She did stop short for a second when she felt something hard graze down each side of her labia. She wrapped her legs around his head and squeezed, wanting more of THAT. The pressure from those hard… whatever they were was almost too much. "Wha- Oh, oh, shit…"

Kakashi pushed her strong legs to each side of him again, giving him better access. Mito's whining, whimpering, and moaning were music to his ears. It didn't matter if he suffocated here but he wanted to see. "That's it, baby," Kakashi growled. "Give it up."

Mito gasped and immediately did.

She had lost track of time and her senses of propriety and human decency when he finally came up, having muttered a bunch of crazy about "delicious" and lots about "mine, mine, mine," stuff against or inside of her - as well as a lot of worshipful nonsense about the way she smelled of all things. Red eyebrows rose as he wiped his mouth and licked his lips. "Oh," she quietly gasped at what was finally revealed. "Wow." Kakashi had long teeth or fangs, really: big long fangs. Surprisingly, it didn't really alter his looks that much - and she could imagine that he'd still be able to get his lips over everything but the length of them; Kakashi just looked a little different. Not that I've seen this much of his face before in the light while he's awake. "That is… fucking hot, Kakashi!" Sure, out in public she'd prefer cute ears and a bushy tail but those weren't hot. The teeth were!

But you know what was even hotter? The sinfully handsome, fangy man licked his teeth and blushed as he looked away shyly. Mito thought she might die of sexy/cuteness overload on the spot. …Seriously, she might be having a heart attack. Calm down, baka. Breathe in, count to three; hold; count to three; breathe out, count to three. Calming herself was a whole lot harder when she was aching for him.

"Maa… You're not going to cut and run?"

Mito tilted her head, shocked and angry at the whole idea of doing so, and covered up a little as her heart rate started to come down. "No way!" What are you, crazy? "It's unexpected, but considering I grow chains…"

Kakashi pursed his lips over his part of teeth, considering that. "True." He hadn't thought of it that way. Mito whipped out her chains all the time in public, although they were different. Her chains were made of chakra.

"And, um," Mito began, feeling herself turn even redder. "I've heard guys talk. –What they wonder about me." She glanced meaningfully down at her privates, trying to cover up more.

"Whether or not the carpet matches the drapes?" Kakashi asked, his smile warm and only slightly smirky.

"Shut up." Kakashi shrugged.

"Maa, just so you know, I like a full bush."

Mito choked. "Well congratulations, because you certainly have one!" Kakashi rolled his eyes but was grinning. Mito took the second he looked away to move her arms to try to subtly cover her breasts again but Kakashi floored her when he was suddenly THERE, moving her arms away, keeping her legs spread.

"No."

Mito blinked. "No?" It was hard to look away from his teeth! And he was so fast. She let out an awkward laugh.

"I won't hurt you," he swore. Mito took a minute and nodded - she knew that - and he began gently kissing her head and cheeks.

Easing his mind, she softly laughed as he nipped at her. The terrible woman was very ticklish. Kakashi kissed her, slow, and deep, wanting to dig his canines in even more. When he pulled up, she floored him by licking and kissing at his normally hidden dilemma. "You like them?"

"I… I do." Kakashi stared at her, both eyes open, blinking at her several times.

"Fuck," he finally breathed to the ceiling, reminded of his painful and heavy erection when he began to lower himself. His mismatched eyes snapped to hers as his hand traveled back to her overstimulated cunt. Mito whimpered, shuddering. He could tell that she was overstimulated. "Can I fuck you again? I'll be careful." Mito nodded eagerly, shaking all over, but refused to turn over for him. Agreeing to visit this topic later (he had a strong feeling her reluctance to let him see her backside was because of that one particular scar he'd felt on her back,) Kakashi picked up legs on each side of him, pressed a firm kiss to her clit, and shoved a pillow under her hips. Mito's legs parted more and although she tried to pull him down, he wanted to watch, in the light, as his cock entered and pulled out of her hot little hole. He grinned when Mito (probably) realized what he was up to, her eyes rolling back in her head. He dipped his cock into her, groaning.

Little by little, carefully, he made his way in, going as still as possible as she came all around him, grinding into him like mad when he was fully sheathed in her heat. His vision went white and he tried to think through or around it, pushing away his own orgasm. "Within what is apparent randomness of chaotic complex systems, there are underlying patterns, interconnection, constant feedback loops." His hips continued to move as he helped her ride out her orgasm. Kakashi continued internally chanting chaos theory bullshit to himself to keep himself in check. "...repetition, self-similarity, fractals, and self-organizations." Mito was strong and the way she moved against him - even the way her cunt pulsed - was also incredibly strong. Incredibly arousing.

Watching her, smelling her, listening to her cries was too fucking much. Distract yourself!

"An underlying principle of chaos, the butterfly effect, describes how a small change in one state of a deterministic nonlinear system can result in large differences in a later state. There is sensitive dependence on initial conditions." Mito's chains shot out around his legs as his hips snapped and Kakashi held his breath, tumbling on top of her as she yanked him down and kissed him like she really meant it.

He had tried to keep it slow and long. Mito wasn't having it. "Kah-shiiii!"

"God, you are killing me, Mi." The first time he'd fucked her, she also immediately came, as soon as he was fully inside of her. Poor baby was so embarrassed. Poor me: I thought I was going to blow before anything even happened. Mito threw her head back, fists in her sheets, and cried out. Kakashi began to see stars. Growling, he lunged forward and bit into the side of her neck and lost it, pounding into her. Her yell as she came again was only more music to his ears.

Another Bath+ Later -

"You're mine now."

Mito smiled. She wasn't really worried. She knew that was some kind of during or post-sex thing to say, just like the other stuff was. "You think so, huh?" She grinned at him more, stroking Kakashi's pretty face as they lay in her bed. His teeth were normal again. His canines were as pointy as her Kurama-supplied ones were and only a little longer. "You're so cute, Kakashi."

Kakashi frowned. What was she not getting here? He held her close again, growling into her ear when she pretended to fight him, giggling. She also tried to hide a yawn. He'd slept all day but she hadn't - and it was...0440?! Holy shit. He looked down at her, made a clone to turn the light off, and softly told her to go to sleep. Mito snuggled into his chest, turning her head this way and that, kissing him while making little pleased sounds, and sending so many endorphins into his system that he felt like he was turning into goo. "If you don't have to go into the hospital later - and neither of us has a mission - maybe we can hang out or practice your stealth or something."

Mito puffed her cheeks, slightly outraged only because she was so sated. They were the same rank; had he forgotten? Oh, she'd show him. -Later. "Are you saying something about my stealth is lacking?"

"Maa, you literally yell 'BOOM! I'm Mito and I'm gonna kick all y'all's asses' half the time."

Mito agreed. She was awesome like that. And she had far better catchphrases than that one. "I'm a big impact player."

"Indeed you are."

Mito's lips pulled up into a smirk as she thought about why he might want to train with her on stealth of all things. "You want to hide - and don't want my father to know." Does that mean we can do this again? Kakashi growled at her, nipping her ear. Even outside of the teeth thing, he was very dog-like. Poor baby; he was probably raised by his summons for the most part. The idea hurt her heart. Badly.

"Maa. I'd tell everyone but let's face it: it will only put another target on both of our backs." And yes, Minato would freak out but Kakashi was more concerned about what Obito would do if he found out about them. He shuddered just thinking about it and held her tighter.

"Agreed," Mito breathed, relatively unbothered if that was his reasoning - and she certainly didn't want Kakashi to be hurt on her account. She rubbed his arm when he shivered. "But surely you admit that you don't want my father to know, and don't want him in our business, either."

"Hm. I'll tell him if you want me to." He watched as Mito slowly rose up in bed, giving him the strangest look: her eyes big and round as she blinked at him. He bit back a smile, taking in her mismatched neon-green, plaid pajamas that clashed with her hair - and everything else. She had offered him the other half of her top to use as sleep pants, saying that her temperature always dropped, and that between her "fat ass" and his "giant package" they should fit him. Absolutely terrible. Fortunately, he wasn't blinded by the things in the dark and definitely didn't mind that he'd never seen her in a pajama set that matched. "What? –I'd like to be there if you do tell him."

"You… would?" But this is casual, isn't it? And do you realize what my father might do? It's not that Mito thought her father would actually hurt Kakashi. Necessarily. No, it was more like he'd wind up hurting her by manipulating them into not seeing each other anymore. The mere idea made her oddly sick.

Kakashi shrugged as if dealing with her father didn't terrify everyone. "He'll definitely beat my ass."

"I don't want him to know," Mito softly admitted, shaking her head at the mere idea. She didn't want to hurt Kakashi's feelings (or truly understand his reasons for what he was saying) and didn't trust her feelings, either. She also wasn't sure whether or not she was making a mountain out of a molehill. "I… I was serious about what I told Genma; I really do value my privacy. I know you do, too."

Kakashi pulled her to him, getting comfier in her bed. He could sleep anywhere (for minutes at a time, anyway) but Mito's bed had insanely soft sheets and a firm mattress: very nice. "Good. –And please don't let that idiot's name come out of your pretty mouth when I'm around." Mito smiled up at him, seemingly unphased by his jealousy. Settled above her so that she could rest her head on his chest again, he quirked an eyebrow down at her as she looked up at him, batting her long eyelashes.

Mito pulled a line out of one of her books. "You know that in my eyes, you're the only man in the world. The only one to exist."

Kakashi felt his face heat up again and wanted his mask back. "Stop it!"

Mito laughed. "And you think my mouth is pretty!"

"I think it's big is what it is."

"Well, yeah!"

"Hn," Kakashi grinned, trying to keep her from noticing that. "Go to sleep, Mito."

"So bossy," Mito lamented, hiding another yawn. "Okay. Um. …Goodnight, Kakashi," she said shyly. Holy shit: there was a man in her bed!

"'Night, sweetheart." Kakashi felt Mito's eyelashes fan open against his chest as her eyes widened - and smirked.

Two days later -

Anko sweatdropped. "So what? You're his Dirty Little Secret now? –I'll kill him. I don't give a shit if he's famous!"

"No, no," Mito drawled, waving her hand idly as if Anko was joking. "I shouldn't even be telling you." Really. "Please don't tell ANYONE that…"

"What? And why the hell can I not supposedly know?! " Mito gave her a frustrating confused look and Anko scoffed. "Oh, no, no, no. Not secret bullshit again!" Not after Chirku threatened Mito! She couldn't allow something like that to happen again.

Mito shrugged, yawning, and let her head fall back on the couch. Her neck STILL hurt from where Kakashi electro-bit her and she had a hell of a hickey. Fortunately, both her ANBU uniform and her white jumpsuit were high-collared. "But I'm serious, Anko; I don't want anyone else to know. You know how my father is. And also… for a bit there, I almost worried that Kakashi wanted a relationship or something." She'd whispered the word as if it were a curse.

Anko rolled her eyes. "Yeah. Ever look in the mirror to see who else wants one of those?"

"Ehhh?"

"Forget it," Anko said, dropping down beside her. It's not like she wanted to hear about boring hetero sex when it came down to it. She usually shared, however, and could admit that she was relieved that Mito was finally getting some. "So how was it?" Mito's lips curled up into a devilish grin. It was disturbing. Is that how she normally looked after decent sex? She'd have to work on that or maybe sand her face off.

"It was… good," Mito admitted, revealing very little. It was mind-blowing! Awesome! Cunninglinguist that he is, Kakashi's lip service to pearl diving is no joke. God, those FANGS raking over her labia or nipples (or any and everywhere else: the pressure and scraping mixed with Kakashi's chakra, not to mention his long, talented tongue, had been in-cre-di-ble.) So dangerous and hot. "Nice."

Mito seriously owed him and couldn't wait to reciprocate.

Anko wrinkled her nose and eventually huffed. "That tells me nothing!"

Hmm. What could she tell Anko that would be enough that probably wouldn't bother Kakashi too much? "He's got a big dick. Like, it's muscular and stuff." Anko wouldn't care much about that.

"So I've heard." Mito gaped at her, squawking. "What?! –I mean, I hadn't heard that it had arms and flexed or anything but ANBU guys talk." I can't believe she called it Muscular! "I swear to God: what is it with the stereotypical man walking around a locker room naked?" Gross, Anko thought. Men bathing together was bad enough but from what she understood, that was different. The ANBU locker room was where testosterone-fueled men went to be idiots. "And then they talk about it!"

Mito tried to calm her laughter at the thought of a dick not only having arms but flexing (a very dick-like move, she'd admit) and nodded. "Yeah," she snickered, having only heard rumors - or seen bullshit on TV or in books about such a thing. "Bragging in the locker room; showing off their droopy old man balls..."

"Drying them with a hair dryer in front of the Young Bloods." Anko kicked her leg up, pretending to do just that with sound effects, no less. Both women fell into fits of hysteria. Ibiki walked in on them, took a look at Anko pretend-drying her pretend-balls, and walked right back out, making them howl with laughter even more.

Meanwhile -

"You are her Dirty Little Secret? How Unyouthful!"

"No, Gai," Kakashi shushed him, looking around to ensure no one was listening again. "She's plenty Youthful," he admitted, knowing that he'd need to bleach his mouth or get a tongue transplant. "Youthful:" I can't believe I said that to Youthzilla himself. "We're keeping it on the down-low so we don't get any adverse attention."

"Obito," Gai growled, his normally jovial, stupid face set into something completely dangerous. Kakashi narrowed his eyes and studied him. Mito once said Gai was good-looking and he thought that she might have had the hots for him at one time.

What the hell was that about? Terrible woman.

"Kakashi?" Gai asked, sure he was right about Obito - although he couldn't imagine what had changed the Obito he once knew. He'd seen other men brainwashed to the point they'd all but forgotten their families and allegiances, however. He knew such a thing was possible. BUT Rin had killed herself on Kakashi's Chidori and Obito had been in love with Rin, worshipful of her even - and jealous of Kakashi for years. Add that to Mito declaring vengeance on Obito; that she'd wounded him badly (at least) years after he'd attacked her mother and Konoha. Mito and Kakashi's new relationship being found out by that S-class rogue? That was incredibly dangerous.

Putting aside his strange, momentary jealousy, Kakashi jerked his masked chin in a semblance of a nod. "Yeah. Him." Kakashi didn't like to talk or think about Obito but in this case, it was particularly concerning. He knew Gai would get it, plus if they were having a contest on how many relationships (of any kind) either had, Gai would win by a landslide. "Aside from THAT and the whole father thing–" Gai grimaced– "Maa. I don't think Mi gets how um…"

"How serious you are about her?" Gai asked after Kakashi got stuck again. Kakashi shrugged and looked away. "Ah, Rival. What will you do now?"

Kakashi sighed. "Try to keep it quiet and move forward, I guess. Or stay in place? Keep things as is?" Things were incredible with her now; he finally had her. He was NOT going to ask for advice on how to keep her, though - although that IS why he came here. It wasn't right.

"Well, if you wanted my advice," Gai said airly, knowing Kakashi very well, "here's what I would do…"

"Why in God's name would I want your advice?" Kakashi lied, scoffing.

"Humor me," Gai grinned, knowing this game very well. "After all, few have been as successful in the thrill of the hunt and conquest of love and beauty as Yours Truly."

"I think I'm going to vomit," Kakashi muttered. That was honest; his stomach was turning. "Maa, go on then. Knock me out with your wisdom, Love Guru."

"YOSH! AS I was saying, there are several keys to the Art and Ways of Love…"

Kakashi spat out some bile through his genjutsu mask but listened.