note from author:
In which we find out just how much of a perv Kakashi really is.
Recently found this in some old files- its a one-shot.
Absolutely porn without plot.
Just some straight up Kaka-Saku filth for you all 3
I probably wrote this with the intent of continuing but think its fine as is.
Set sometime shortly before Naruto is ordained as Hokage. (meaning Sakura is absolutely of age! because i dont do those kinds of fics!)
Enjoy and thanks for reading!
Content warnings:
-graphic depictions of sex
-some light kink talk (and action!)
-out of character af bc how else would there be a kaka-saku one shot.
-will edit out more spelling and grammar issues when I have more time!
"It's useless right?" Sakura mutters.
"What?" Kakashi replies, peering over his favorite copy of Icha Icha.
"Telling you the Hokage shouldn't be reading porn in public."
"It's not public. This is my office."
"The Hokage's office." She corrects, rolling her eyes.
"Sakura." He says flatly, eyes returning to his book. "at what point have I ever cared about reading Icha Icha in public?"
"Never." She groans in admittance.
"Mhmm-" He hums, "- then why would I suddenly start caring now?"
"Shameless." She sighs, shaking her head.
He tilts his head back in exhasperation. Closing the book and sliding it to the side.
"There's no shame in enjoying a well written piece of-"
"Porn." She cuts him off and he only smirks at her. Charcoal eyes fixing her in her spot.
"Have you even read them?"
"I've skimmed them."
"And?"
"They're okay. I just think the Hokage should-"
"Just skimmed them?" He asks, raising a brow at her.
"Yeah. They just didn't capture my interest."
"We'll of course they wouldn't if you didn't actually read them." He replies smugly, leaning back in his chair.
"I have better things to read than just-"
"Like what?"
She looks up at him now, his expression is unreadable but his eyes are firmly in their place on her. Studying her.
"I don't know medical text books-"
"Boring."
"True crime novels-"
"Boring."
"A fucking dictionary would be a more meaningful read than Icha Icha, Kakashi." She says, rolling her eyes again and returning her attention to her paperwork.
"Hn." He hums and begins tapping his finger on the desk. The only noise in the late night office and it is becoming increasingly irritating to her.
"I can't focus on my paperwork if you keep tapping like that." She says firmly, never looking up at him.
"I think you'd like them."
She pinches the bridge of her nose.
"Are we still on this? I'm just not into romance novels, okay?"
"Sure." He agrees sarcastically.
"Why's it matter so much anyway?" She asks, shooting him a pointed glare.
He just sits there studying her, a half smile on his face that's only given away by the slightest crinkle of his mask.
"It's just good content." He says with a shrug.
"Oh yeah, the female lead getting gang banged is just so full of heart felt material."
"I knew you didn't skim it."
"Huh?"
"That doesn't happen."
Her eye brows furrow.
"So, what? It's just porn with out plot anyways-"
"And that's where you're wrong. Jiraiyas novels are extremely plot heavy. His attention to detail, character development-"
"I get it. You love icha Icha."
"I just think you'd like it too if you gave it a shot."
"Whatever would give you that idea?" She dead pans and he lets out a soft throat laugh, crossing his arms across his chest.
"I just know you." His gaze falls to her lips and she's suddenly very aware of her surroundings. Everything seeming to hit her all at once.
Kakashi right across the desk from her.
The dim lighting in the office.
The late night paper work.
His jaw line beneath the ever-mysterious mask. She'd be lying if she said she was never curious about what it would be like to pull down his mask and-
"Obviously not very well."
"I could pin point a few passages that I'm certain would peak you're interest."
"Oh ha-ha, Kakashi. Very funny."
"I'm serious. "
She squints her eyes at him, trying and failing to decipher his expression before brushing him off and resuming her paperwork.
"I'm not reading it." She mumbles into the paperwork she's trying to dissapear into.
"I could read it to you."
She pauses, her pen freezing in its place on the paper in front of her. She slowly raises her eyes to scrutinize him again.
Nothing.
His damn mask.
"I can't ever tell if you're really serious with that mask on."
"I'm telling you im serious."
"You want to read Icha Icha to me?"
"I mean, I can. Or you can read it yourself."
"I'm not going to read that smut Kakashi. If you want somebody to read it so you have someone to talk to about it with, then I would try Sai."
"Or I could show you."
She peers at him again, her heart pounding in her chest.
"Sh-show me?"
"Mhm" he affirms happily, with a nod.
"Are you hitting on me right now?"
He shrugs, a laugh escaping him.
"You're an intelligent woman Sakura." He says pushing himself up to stand and stretching. "What do you think?"
His voice seems to have changed, it's lower. Softer even. Her heart continues to pound so hard she's afraid it will just sprout legs and run out of her chest.
He makes his way to her side of the desk and sits on the edge, his legs stuck out and crossed over each other.
She can't help but notice how close his knee is to touching her. She can practically feel the heat from him.
"I think you just want me to read Icha Icha." She says as casually as she can, still trying to decipher his expression with no luck.
"You should." He says thoughtfully- as if he'd forgotten all about that.
"Yeah yeah. You know you're disrupting my paperwork right?"
"Oh like how you disturbed my reading? At the best part, I might add. "
"Oh okay! I get it now. So you were balls deep in the dirtiest part when I interrupted you- so now you're taking it out on me, right?"
"Maybe." He shrugs, pushing himself off the desks ledge and walking to the bay window to peer out. "maybe I just think you're a bit suppressed."
"Excuse me?" She replies, anger boiling inside her.
"Don't worry, it's curable." He says giving her an oddly polite smile for such a rude gesture and tossing the copy of Icha icha at her.
"I don't need to be cured of my values."
"No, just your closed minded ideals."
"I am not closed minded Kakashi I'm-"
"Just read the book Sakura. Consider it an assignment." He says flatly, climbing up onto the window ledge and sliding the glass open.
"You're insufferable sometimes."
"Goodnight Sakura." He offers with a small wave and disappears into the night.
She grumbles to herself, returning to her paperwork and tossing the book haphazardly on the desk.
Insufferable.
Inner Sakura rambles on and she curses Kakashi for continuing to distract her even after he's left.
Her eyes drift back to the blue book intermittently between medical reports from the day.
I am not reading that trash.
But her disdain for the book leaves her disheartened.
Maybe Kakashis right. I've never even given it a chance.
She reaches for the book, finger tips lingering there momentarily, before shaking the thought from her head.
No it's late. Just finish your work and go home.
But her thoughts keep drifting back to Kakashi. His confidence.
His comments.
His everything.
She gulps hard, eyeing the book, when her mind wanders into uncharted territory.
Literally.
Kakashis face.
His jaw always seems so defined.
The bridge of his nose seeming to just perfectly fit his face- What little she's seen of it.
At this point, shes considering reading the book just to take her mind off her former sensei. She resents the churning feeling in her belly more than she resents the idea of actually reading it.
Reading smut is one thing.
Having unsolicited thoughts about your former teacher and current Hokage is entirely another thing.
She opens the book, holding her breath though she's not sure why.
Then is relieved at the sight of the blank page at the beginning of most novels.
She momentarily thinks about closing the book but decides against it.
Instead, she flips the page.
Make out paradise
Jiraiya
The way she moves reminds me of silk. Graceful and elegant. Like I could just drape her on top of me and indulge in her softness.
"You're gorgeous" I exhale the words, but she only laughs.
Despite it being the sound of her rejection- it is beautiful all the same.
The book sucks her in and before she knows it she's invested in the lives of the main characters. Even rooting for them to triumph their young understanding of love to find the deeper sentiments that under lay It.
The writing truly is extraordinary and it only seems to get better as the book goes on.
She can feel the yearning for each other transform into real, tangible, feelings.
The more graphic scenes even make her blush and her heart race.
The emotional ones have her on the edge of her seat and just when she's completely immersed in a particularly steamy scene where the main characters are finally giving into their temptations for the first time-
"It's not great when someone interrupts the best part, huh?" Kakashi says from the window seal.
Sakura jumps, having been too into the book to notice his return.
The blood rushes to her face.
"Kakashi! Oh uh I was just-"
"Thoroughly enjoying it from the looks of it." He says laughing and swinging his feet into the room.
She stumbles for words as she stands in some sense of being caught- despite the book being his suggestion.
"I'm glad you like it so far." He continues, a smirk evident on his features even through his mask.
"I should've known you'd come check up on me."
"Yeah. Probably." He replies with a shrug, and leaps down from the window ledge.
She fumbles with the book for a moment closing it and trying to collect herself.
She was just snapped from an intimate scene into remembering she's in the Hokage's office. Now under his direct scrutiny for reading porn. Even if it is his porn.
"I can surmise how far you got by how much you're blushing" he says in that same low voice from earlier that she's never heard from him any other time.
"Maybe I was wrong about jiraiya's writing. He has me really invested in these characters and-"
"A little turned on?" He asks when he's close to her. His long fingers extend out and touch the cover of the book between them.
Her breath hitches somewhere in her chest and her heart pounds even harder as his steel colored eyes capture her own questioning gaze from under hooded eye lids.
The silence seems to persist for a moment and to Sakura it feels like an eternity.
"It's really well written." She nearly whispers.
"I told you." He says confidently.
She finally lets out her breath when she notices her chest aching for air and Kakashi let's out a small laugh at her flabbergasted expense.
"I'm starting to think I might've been right about you being a little suppressed Sakura-chan. The romance in the first one isn't nearly as intense as the later books." He begins, snatching the book up in his hand and turning back towards the window. "A shame really. For someone as beautiful as you are." He says rather lackadaisically, not even looking at her.
If her blush had begun to dissapear its back now. She can feel the heat rising in her face and her gut churning unfamiliarly as she watches the muscles in his arms move with his gait.
The nape of his neck as he tilts his head to peer at the novella.
"Beautiful?" She crows dumbly.
"Like silk." He nods in affirmation, without looking at her. "Goodnight Sakura-chan. I'll see you tomorrow."
And with that he leaves again, taking his book with him. She scoffs aloud in the office alone.
He probably couldn't sleep without his go-to bed time story.
"Ah! Sakura-chan! It's good you're here! I have a special job for you today."
"Special?" She says with a lump in her throat. She'd promptly gone home the night before and pleasured herself. How could she not?
-and now she's standing in front of the very object of her fantasy from the night prior.
She's genuinely surprised he can't see the shame that might as well be written on her 'oversized' forehead.
"Yes. It's of vital importance." He says with a suspicious grin that's wide enough she can practically see it through his mask.
"Oh gods." She groans and walks further into his office, sitting down her paperwork that she'd only finished that morning.
"I've gotten someone to cover your shift at the hospital- since I'll need you here today." He says, opening his laptop and beginning to type.
She waits for further instruction and eventually he peers up at her and nods his head towards a chair- conveniently placed next to him. His expression is one of impatience, as though she should have already surmised this.
She silently takes the seat beside him and , without breaking his stream of typing, he reaches one hand into his desk drawer and pulls out that little blue book.
He plops it in front of her before returning his full attention to the computer.
A while passes and he looks at her expectantly before groaning and turning to face her.
"Please open the book to where you left off."
She gives him a questioning gaze but obliges.
"Now, please, read it to me. "
"Im going to have to pass on this one Kakashi."She says disbelievingly.
"Listen, until they come out with an audio book I can listen to while assigning teams, I need someone to do this. Personally, i'd rather it be read by a beautiful woman than, I don't know- say Gai or Naruto. So-" he pats the open book and gives her a look of authority.
"You can't be serious. "
"Deadly. "
"I can't read this out loud in here. People are in and out all day and-"
"You may pause when there is company. You said it yourself that you've grown attached to the characters, right?"
"Yeah, but that doesnt mean I want to be the voice actor of the series for you."
"So you don't want to find out what happens?"
"I do but I can just read it on my own time. "
"But Sakura-chan," he says cheerily, eyes squinting in a smile. "isn't it better this way? You get to find out what happens, get the day off, and get to spend it with your dear old Hokage. It's a win-win and it would make me incredibly happy."
"I'm just not sure i-"
"I'll treat you to lunch and maybe even dinner if you can get through the first two books with me today."
She contemplates the proposal momentarily and the idea of having lunch -and maybe dinner- with Kakashi makes her stomach turn delightfully.
"Do I get to choose the restaurant?"
"Of course." He says, resuming his typing again.
"Alright." She replies semi-reluctantly, collecting herself and finding her place in the book. Blushing immediately.
"Start at the top of the paragraph please."
"Okay."she breathes.
She lingers on the words for a while, rethinking the whole ordeal.
But sitting this close to him, she can smell him. A clean scent, freshly showered and earthy. Familiar. Delicious.
"If it pleases you then i suppose I'll do it." She says softly, anxiety travelling through her like lightening at what he might say. But he doesn't miss a beat. Just smiles at her politely.
"Good girl."
She's not sure how she doesn't just melt into a puddle right there.
She's also not sure why she doesn't feel the desire to upper cut him like she usually would. Maybe she's intrigued.
Maybe she's smitten.
Maybe she just wants to find out what happens in the book.
But Sakura begins reading aloud.
Right in the middle of a love scene.
"He lays her down gently, as if she's delicate, but she refutes this- as she does in all things- and grabs a fist full of his hair. Her voice makes him shiver when she whispers-"
"Actually. Go back, like, 3 pages and start there. I enjoy the set up." Kakashi cuts in quickly, eyes never strayong from his computer screen.
"Um, okay. " She flips back and starts again.
"He's never really certain what she's thinking. Does it even matter? Not to him it doesn't. For she is fire and he is melting. He hopes, with everything in him, that her burning touch might one day wither away the ice cycles protruding from his soul. -"
She continues like this for hours.
Eventually starting on the second novel.
At some point she over comes the initial nervousness and the story once again sucks her in.
But Kakashi had been right about the love scenes- becoming more graphic as it progresses. The dynamic between the characters shift. The man becomes much more dominate and- even though Kakashi continues to be unphased- a few scenes give her pause from sheer embarrassment.
Possibly because with every word she speaks she just becomes wetter.
She'd never expected the novels to be so romantically appealing but here she is.
Sitting in Kakashi's office, personally reading him his favorite porn during office hours.
Not that the time matters in the face of the preposterous situation.
Inevitably she just starts laughing at how ridiculous the situation seems and he peers at her questioningly.
"I'm sorry. I just- I can't believe I just read the line 'his thrusts became nearly involuntarily, nearing the edge.' to you."
He smiles and resumes typing with a shake of his head.
"Seriously-" she continues, stretching her legs and back "if you'd told me a year ago I'd be sitting here doing this for you I would've punched you into the next village."
"I'd say it means you've grown Sakura-chan. " He says contemplatively.
"And I'd say it means you're a lot pervier than I thought." She replies absent mindedly, skimming the page to find her place again.
"You've no idea." He says darkly and she feels the butterflies in her stomach again.
She eyes the space between their legs. Only a few inches apart and she finds it hard to ignore how close he is. Especially when she continues to read the excessively graphic love scene.
She notices the slightest of movements of his leg when she reads the woman's lines as the characters bask in the afterglow of their love making.
"'i must tell you i love you. I know it's over due. You deserve to know.' she says, still breathing heavily. He nuzzles his face into her collar bone and breathes in the scent of honey.
Quite sweet for someone so harsh.
Just like she is as a lover.
'why tell me now?'
'because I want to please you.'
'dont tell me such things unless you mean them.'"
About now Sakura is feeling even more embarrassed about telling Kakashi she'd read to him if it pleased him-
-and judging by the sudden stiffness in Kakashi's posture, he's on the same page as her more than just the literal page she's reading.
She clears her throat to continue when the door opens cutting her off.
"Lunch time boss." Shikamaru says, "chop chop you have ONE hour. Please do not be late again or- Oh! Sakura! What are you doing here?"
"Good to see you too Shikamaru." She replies with an all-too-proud-of-herself grin.
"Oh right, my apologies." He back pedals, sheepishly messing with his hair in embarrassment.
"Sakura's my right hand for today. "
Sakura doesn't miss the innuendo, but isn't sure if it was intended or if Icha Icha has just corrupted her mind.
Either way, the mental imagery of being Kakashi's right hand for him is stored away for later.
"Then what the hell am I here for?" Shikamaru groans.
"You're my advisor. That's quite different." Kakashi says absently, standing to stretch after hours of work. "we'll be back in about two hours."
"You'd better be. There's visitors from Suna coming later and-"
"I'll deal with it when they get here. Two hours. Roughly. See you later. " He says uncaring, waving his hand lazily to dismiss the man.
"Don't make me lecture the Hokage again please. It's a fucking drag."
Kakashi ignores him as he exits, turning to Sakura with a much cheerier expression.
"What's for lunch?" He asks
"I was thinking that new place in town."
"Great. Let's go."
The man's already out the door when she pushes to stand, jogging to try and catch up with him.
"You can't wait to get out of here, can you?" She says with a laugh when she finally catches up to him on the stairs.
"It's like this everyday." he sighs in complaint "Shikamaru comes to relieve me for lunch and lectures me about time management. I'm always late coming back and he always chastises me. Blah blah blah. It's rather mundane."
"So, why are you always late back from lunch?"
"That-" he says, turning his face slightly towards her and squinting his eyes. "Is none of your business."
"Won't I find out today if we're spending lunch together?"
"Well today is a little different."
"Oh?"
He pushes through the door and takes a deep breath in the warmth of the sun
"I have company today." He says with a smile.
"Oh. Right. So what you do when noones watching is 'a little different'" she says imitating him and holding up her hands to pantomime air quotes.
"Hn." He nods in affirmation and beings heading towards the restaurant.
Her mind travels much too far into the unknown for her liking, trying to imagine what Kakashi might do when noones watching. She finds herself blushing again and quickly tries to distract herself.
The walk to the restaurant is short and filled with jovial small talk.
It's almost as though she hadn't just read some of the filthiest writing she's ever seen out loud to him.
She appreciates his nonchalantness and finds it incredibly alluring. The general nature of being comfortable about such intimate acts speaks volumes to her.
The already confident air the man carries around him seems all the more self assured.
She wonders what experiences Kakashi has had and compares it to her few small interactions.
"Table for two please." He says to the host, who nods and guides them to a booth towards the back.
"Does the Hokage always get the best seats in the house?" She asks, sliding into the booth.
"Fortunately, yes. It's one of my favorite perks." He replies, sliding into the seat across from her.
They place their orders, Kakashi only getting a cup of tea.
"Just matcha?"
He nods, folding his hands on the table and letting his eyes fall to hers.
"If you're not hungry we don't have to eat if-"
"Nonsense." He cuts her off, waving a hand dismissively. "I told you, lunch is my treat."
"Thank you." She says quietly, fiddling with her hands.
"You seem nervous." He says flatly and she curses her inability to read his facial expressions again.
"Oh, I uh-" she laughs, trying to mask her unease. Her mind rattling off a million inappropriate things about her old sensei.
Her morals battling the taboo internally. "-you're good at reading people, as always."
He makes a noise resembling a laugh and sits back in his seat, his gaze studying her.
"Is it the good kind of unease or the genuinely uncomfortable kind?" He asks rather casually. She suddenly feels like he's referring to the exact thoughts she's having, causing the butterflies in her rib cage to return.
"The good kind of unease?" She asks.
"As in, Im making you nervous but not uncomfortable."
She feels put on the spot and decides honesty is her best route, despite her racing heart.
"You're not making me uncomfortable." She says in a near whisper.
"Hm." He hums, his facial expression still entirely indecipherable. "Good. Because that's not my intention."
"I know." She says, and it comes out breathier than she'd intended. He's chuckling lightly when the waitress returns with his tea and a water for her.
"Thank you miss." Kakashi says politely.
Sakura notices the woman's blush when she gives him a small bow and says the food will only be a few more minutes.
Thank the gods I'm not the only one who finds this man so attractive.
She takes a moment to admire him as he stirs his tea.
"Kakashi-" she starts
"Hm?" He replies, returning his eyes to her.
"Have you been hitting on me?"
He laughs from his belly, sitting down his tea spoon.
"What? I'm serious!" she begins defending herself and starts feeling a little naive.
"I know you are." He says when his laughter starts to die down, flicking his dark piercing eyes to hers. "I just think it's funny you have to ask."
Her heart nearly skips a beat. Cursing him for being so vague.
"I'm most definitely hitting on you Sakura." He says after a moment of scrutinizing her face and evidently deciding she's more oblivious than he thought. "that's why I asked you if I was making you uncomfortable, literally seconds ago."
She's speechless for a moment and can feel her face turning red.
"If you don't mind me saying this, I think You're rather cute when you blush."
The waitress returns with her food and Sakura is thankful for the interruption. Not because she doesn't want to hear what he's saying, but because she's entirely speechless.
Kakashi is hitting on me. Her brain is going too fast for her mouth to catch up.
In the midst of a rushing flood of thoughts she manages to thank the woman. Her appetite has shifted from the food to wanting to hear Kakashi say more but she forces herself to take a few bites anyways.
She keeps her eyes on her plate while Kakashi takes a few sips of his tea, trying to respect his privacy when his mask slips down.
She tries hard not to notice the blurred face in her perioherals but finds herself peaking slightly.
"Y'know. I'd say you have a better chance now of seeing my face than before." He says, positioning his mask on the bridge of his nose.
"We'll, you're a pretty private person. I don't want to impose by just stealing glances while we eat."
"I didnt mean this particular moment." He says, watching her hands fiddle with her chopsticks. "Just in general. "
"Are you saying I could get you to take your mask off?" She asks, even more intrigued than before.
"Amongst other things." He says with a smirk
"You're bad." She says with a laugh, popping a piece of chicken in her mouth.
"You've no idea." He whispers, leaning in and touching her free hand lightly. "Y,know-" he begins, pulling back and leaning against the back of his booth. She feels a loss at the retreat of his hand on hers. "I've thoroughly enjoyed you reading to me today."
"Good. It's been pretty nice having the day off from the hospital."
"How're you liking the books so far?"
"As much as I hate to admit it, I love them."
"Mm." He hums thoughtfully. "I'll spare you the 'i told you so.' this time."
"Thank you."
He nods and as she's finsihing her last bit of food he stretches his legs out beneath the table, his calve leaning against her knee. He makes no move to pull away and neither does she.
"What's been your favorite part so far?" He asks cooly, and she knows he's grinning at her beneath the mask by the twinkle in his eye.
"I'd much rather know what your favorite part is." She replies, finally calming down from his touch and leaning her leg into his. This seems to please him.
"I'd be more than happy to show you."
"Mhmm. I'm sure." She says smiling which earns her a laugh from him.
"If you keep being so elusive I'm going to make it my mission to uncover all of your mysteries, Haruno." He says, digging around his flak vest and brandishing a wallet.
"Come with me." He says demandingly, laying some money on the table and grabbing her hand.
Shes taken by surprise but obliges.
He doesn't relinquish her hand, even as they're walking down the street together.
He also doesn't seem to mind the odd glance from strangers at the sight of their Hokage holding hands with a pretty well-known former student.
"Where are we going?"
"I want to show you something."
"Oh, are you going to show me your favorite scene from the book?"she asks suggestively.
He smiles a little and turns to look at her.
"Only if you want Sakura-chan."
Something in his tone makes her butterflies act up again. The idea that he would show her if she asked makes her insides squirm in the most delightful way.
She unconsciously squeezes his hand and only realizes she's done so when he squeezes hers in return.
"Aren't you worried about all the people looking at us?" She whispers when a group of women begin eyeballing them when the approach the training grounds.
"Why would I be worried?"
"Because you're a pretty high profile figure head and I'm-"
"Such a beautiful young woman?" He interrupts, it's not what she was going to say but she revels in it.
He laughs again and she loves the sound. It's a rarity to hear this man chuckle so often but she has to admit she could get used to it.
"I didn't know you have such a praise kink." He notes in an all-too-pleased tone.
"I do not have-"
"Mm, couldve had me fooled." He teases, but before she can respond he abruptly let's go of her hand. " We're here!" He says turning to her, eyes crinkled in a smile.
"The training grounds?"
"More specifically, this tree." He says patting a particularly large oak tree.
She eyes the tree curiously, looking to him in confusion.
"It's my favorite tree." He clarifies and begins walking up the side of it. "come here." He says when he's nearly disappeared into the canopy.
She follows him, cursing under her breath at his silly antics, and just as she's surrounded by leaves she feels his hand loop into her waist band and pull her up through the branches until she's sitting in his lap, perched on a lofty branch. Her face burns before she can even respond to him.
"Hey! Excuse me don't you know how rude it is to-"
"Sh." He hushes her, pressing his finger against her lips and it effectively stuns her into silence. He lets his hands slip around her waist and she leans into his warmth and scent.
"Look." He whispers to her, indicating with his own line of vision where he's talking about. She peers in the same direction and gasps at the view.
"You can see the whole town from up here" she says in awe, taking in the Hokage mountain and the tapestry of buildings below.
She's momentarily so awestruck that she almost forgets about sitting in his lap.
Almost.
"It's beautiful right?" He asks, leaning his chin into her collar bone.
"Hn." She makes a noise in agreement and let's her hands rest on top of his, that are now folded together around her stomach. Their warmth there giving her a pulling sensation between her abdomen and her most sacred places.
"So, now that we're in my secret place. Can I ask you about one of your secrets." He whispers to her, sending goosebumps down her chest at the feeling of his breath against her neck.
"Depends on the secret" she manages between short inhales and a racing heart.
Kakashi begins rubbing a small circle above her belly button with his thumb.
"Well, Im just curious how much experience you have-Given the fact it's obvious the stuff in the book is fairly new to you."
She doesn't answer right away. Usually this sort of question would call for a smack down the asker wouldn't soon forget. But the way he's massaging those small circles into her stomach torturously slow peaks her curiosity at where the question might lead.
"I'm not exactly a virgin, if that's what you're asking."
He laughs and his chest rumbles against her back.
"No that's not what I meant."
"Oh?" She says as his grip around her deepens and he nuzzles his nose into her neck.
"No."
"Then what do you mean?"
At this point shes nearly breathless.
Processing how she's ended up here with him and not deigning to question it.
"Hmm. How should I put this?" He mumbles to himself into her collar bone.
"How much do you know about the taboo side of it?"
"Oh you mean like specific kinks?"
"You could say that."
"Well-" she starts thinking and is ultimately distracted when he begins rubbing his masked nose against the skin of her neck up to her ear. She leans her head back into him trying to enjoy the sensation of him so near to her while it lasts.
"-i guess I know a little - about a few of them." She breathes out.
"Oh?" He says playfully, letting the hand thats been massaging circles flatten against her abdomen and slowly move to squeeze around her rib cage just below her breast.
"Mm." She nearly moans in affirmation.
"Do you have any preferences? Aside from your obvious praise kink." He whispers to her and she feels like she might melt in his arms.
"I dont know-" she exhales the words, her muscles going practically limp against him.
"Mm. Would you let me teach you a few things?" He whispers again, his hands tightening on her.
She lets out a breathy laughs
"Is it safe to assume you have a teacher-student fantasy, sensei?"
"I don't, but I do like the way you say it." He mumbles into her neck. "You smell delicious Sakura."
Her insides are burning now.
All she can think about is kissing him.
All she wants is to run her hands all over him. The desire completely taking over her and ridding her of her inhibitions.
"I wouldn't mind if you taught me a few things." She whispers back to him. The sentence pulls a soft groan from the man and she nearly speaks when he turns her on his lap to face him. His hand guiding her thighs to wrap around him.
"Good girl." He whispers, knotting his fingers in her hair and pulling her head back to expose her neck to him.She gasps at the sensation.
"Do you know what a safe word is?"
She nods her head to the best of her ability with him holding tension on her hair. His other hand sliding up her sides to rest his thumb beneath her breast as he takes in the view.
"Tell me yours. Something you'll remember. So you can tell me to stop if it gets too intense for you."
"Kunai." She says, her breath forcing her chest to rise and fall in a delightful display of her breasts.
"Mm. Okay. Kunai it is." He says almost absent mindedly as his hand moves from her side to her abdomen again. His palm flat against her as he lets his hand travel up between her breasts and traverse her neck to her jaw line, letting his thumb rub against her bottom lip briefly before dipping it into her mouth. She sucks on it and he smiles.
"Such a good girl Sakura-chan."
His eyes flash a darkness she's never seen from him and it excited her in a way thats just as new to her. He pulls his thumb from her mouth and loops his fingers in her shirt collar tugging at it slightly and appearing to be thinking.
"What is it?" She says between. Heavy breaths.
His grip on her hair lossens and he lets his hand slide down her back to rest at it's base, his other hand gripping her shirt collar even tighter.
"I don't want to wait to see you." He says calmly, before pulling the collar and ripping the frontt of her shirt open.
"Kakashi!" She gasps his name but he ignores her, pushing the torn fabric aside and tracing the outline of her bra.
"I like this color on you." He whispers, playing with the lace accents on the pale pink material. " I wonder if your panties match." He says, meeting her eye contact and pulling the edge of the bra down to expose one of her breasts.
"God's, you look tastier than I imagined."
"Kakashi-" she whimpers as her begins rolling her nipple between his thumb and pointer finger, pushing on the small of her back with his other hand to force her to present her breasts to him.
"Hmm?" He asks, obviously distracted.
"I want to kiss you."
He chuckles softly, never ceasing his twisting at her nipple.
"You may." He says with an air of authority. As though hes allowing her this small wish.
She reaches up, his eyes never leaving her breasts as he begins to cup and squeeze it, and loops a finger into the edge of his mask. He's undeterred as she pulls it down to hang loose around his neck. His eyes flick to hers when she cups his cheek.
Her eyes rounded and sparkling with awe at the sight of his exposed face. She's thinking he's far more handsome than she'd ever expected. Tracing his freckle on his chin and letting her thumb rest at the corner of his mouth. When he gives her a mischievous smile it's slightly crooked and completely enamoring.
"You're so fucking hot." She says breathlessly and he smiles even more. She's in the middle of thinking that she understands why he wears the mask now that she can see how expressive his face is without it when his hand leaves her breast to wrap around the back of her neck. He pulls her down into him and holds her close as their lips meet. She moans into his mouth and let's her arms wrap around his neck.
All thoughts of how unexpected the encounter is out of her mind, lost in the bliss of his touch.
And all she can think about is how his lips taste. How his tongue feels as it dips into her mouth cautiously then more adventurous as they adjust to eachother. How his hair feels twisted in her fingers. How his hands feel as they grip her hips and grind her core into his lap. How the air feels against her exposed breast.
All of it.
"I want to make you cum for me." He mumbles into her neck when they part their lips for air. He begins trailing kisses down to her breast, running his tongue over the bud of her nipple and lightly teasing his teeth against the sensitive skin there making her gasp again.
"Mm, please Kakashi"
"Ooh." He groans into her. "I love when you beg." He squeezes her hips again and pulls her hips towards his and she feels it for the first time. His desire for her hardening against the sensitive skin at the top back of her thighs.
"Please Kakashi." She moans into his ear, grinding herself against his growing desire.
"How can I say know to such a well behaved slut." He says, lifting her and pressing her against the trees trunk. Pinning her there but her shoulder. When her hand comes up to run her fingers through his hair he repositions, pinning both her wrists above her head as she gasps.
"You just stay right there" He orders and she nods in submission.
He uses his free hand to pull the rest of her shirt open and pulling down the other side of the bra to fully expose her breasts. He spends a moment here, groping at her and kissing her neck as she squirms and small moans escape her. Then he moves on to her shorts.
"Cute little shorts Sakura." He comments as he yanks then down to her mid thighs. "but I like them better down here."
She gasps again when his fingers trace the top of her panties.
"So glad they do match your bra. Almost like you were hoping to show me these." He says confidently, running a finger down her center through the panties.
"Maybe I was." She whispers, moaning lightly at the feeling of his fingers against her clit.
"My my, Sakura-chan. So wet for me already?" He dips his hand down and presses at her entrance, the oanties the only thing blocking him. " You must've been thinking about me all night to be this ready for me. Or maybe you just loved reading to me more than you let on."
Her face burns red as his fingers begin teasing the sides of her panty line, lightly running his fingers over the exposed skin and causing her body to beg for more of his touch.
"Or maybe it was a little of both? Hm?" He hums.
"It might've been both." She admits, thinking back to touching herself the night before. The Kakashi In her head holds no weight to the one here in front of her. Saying things she'd never dreamt of hearing come from such a sinfully alluring mouth.
"Tsk. Tsk." He chastises her, looping his fingers in to her panties and beginning to drag them down slowly, watchingand appreciating every inch of her skin as it's slowly exposed. "What a dirty mind Sakura."
Her name on his lips sounds so good she can feel it resonate through her causing her to get even wetter than before.
His nimble fingers traverse her wet lips and the sensation of his skin against her is overwhelming. His scent encompassing her as he presses her wrists more firmly into the tree trunk.
He begins rubbing light circle in her clit and it's utterly satisfying yet not enough simultaneously. She leans her head back, closing her eyes to focus on the feel of him against her. He cranes his neck to kiss and nibble along her neck as he continues.
"There's just something about such a strong woman submitting to me that drives me crazy." He groans into her, rubbing his stiffness against her thigh and intensifying the pressure on her little bundle of nerves.
"If you keep making me feel like this I'll do whatever you ask me to." She breathed, grinding into his hand, desperate for more from him. Craving for his fingers to penetrate her.
"Good." He whispers and he must have sensed her need because his index finger starts testing at her entrance and a small groan of need escapes him. "You have no idea how much I love hearing you say that." He presses his hips into her harder and she feels his need slip against her bone to her abdomen.
His finger dips into her shallowly and painfully slow. He moves in it a little circle, groaning against her.
"I can't wait for you to cum for me Sakura." He whispers, simultaneously burying his finger inside her. She gasps, her chest rising to press against him and causing him to deepen his hold on her sex.
"You're so fucking wet." He groans in her ear, as he begins curling his finger inside her and rubbing against the spot she craved for him to touch the most.
"Fuck." She echales.
He chuckles a little, adding a second finger to his relentless equation.
"I don't mind that filthy mouth either." He says, his voice coated in desire as he fixes his lips on hers in a needy kiss. His finger begin pumping into her and she feels herself rising like some sort of take off.
"God's that's so good." She mumbles into his mouth and she feels him smile against her.
He leans back to watch his fingers invade her mercilessly as she squirms beneath him. The shine in his dark eyes drives her over the edge as her walls begin to clench around his fingers. He pays no mind, giving her no relief from his consistent plunging until he feels her wetness begin to drip onto his hand.
"Mm fuck." He says, almost to himself before pulling his hand back and leaving her feeling torturously empty. She makes a small whine at the loss causing him to laugh in self assuredness as he abandins his hold on her wrist intrade for her thighs, wrapping them around her waist and catching her against the tree trunk. She doesn't mind the bark sticking into her shoulder blades as he fumbles with his belt and pants.
She gasps when his cock springs out and lands against her lips with a weight that makes her want to feel him everywhere. He grinds it against her, coating him in her wetness as his hands explore her, tearing her shirt even more and pulling her bra down to rest around her rib cage.
"Now I want you to make me cum, Sakura-chan." He whispers, groping at her breasts before letting his hand rest around her throat in a display of his control over her.
She moans at the feeling and he tightens his grip there, not choking her but just firmly holding her in place as he rather unceremoniously buries himself inside her with moan she thinks might be the most delicious sound she's ever heard.
She gasps, involuntarily leaning her head back in a sense of fullness. He begins running his thumb along her neck and letting his other hand support her by gripping her ass.
He starts pushing into her until he can't get any deeper and moans again at her expression and sounds. Slowly he pulls back all the way until just his tip is spreading her entrance. Repeating this motion over and over until she's rocking her hips against him and furrowing her brows in a desperate plea for more.
"Mm. Tell me what you want." He demands, even though he knows damn well what she needs.
"Please, Kakashi, fuck me."
"Oh I'm already doing that." He says, his smile evident in his voice. I'm going to need you to be more specific."
"Please fuck me harder" she pants as he buries himself again.
"'Please fuck me harder' what?"
"Please fuck me harder sir."
"Mm. Well since you asked so nicely." He says and then thrusts into her with more force but continuing his slow pace. Each drag slow and devastating. Each one pushing her closer to her edge.
"Ugh!" She moans loudly at a particularly deep thrust and he tightens his grip on her ass, using it as leverage to slam her down against him and deepen each blow until she's nearly useless. Her muscles limp in his arms. He loops his arms under her thighs and places his hands against the tree beneath her to hold her up and give the rest of his body more mobility.
"Beg for it Sakura." He commands, never ceasing his rhythm.
"Please kakashi-sensei. I need it. I'm so close I just need- p-please. Fuck me faster I want-"
He obliges before shes even finished speaking. Her needy pleas becoming impossible to give into with the pink flush on her face and disheveled hair. Her breasts bouncing in time with his pace. He starts fucking her mercilessly. His cock filling her and retreating at such a speed and force that she completely unravels in his arms. A mess of moans and wetness. When she cums, her walls grip him and that's it for him. She gasps as his cock twitches inside her and he starts moaning.
"Fuck." He grinds out as he explodes inside her. Never ceasing his pace as his cum fills her and shes impossibly wetter with a mix of both of their pleasure. When he's spent, he presses into her one last time, filling her as deep as he can and leaning into kiss her with a passion. When they both calm down enough they're left holding eachother in that position, his hands still holding her up, her arms looped around his neck and his forehead pressed against ehrs as they pant against eachother.
"Fuck Sakura chan." He whispers kissing her lips lightly before letting her legs down gently and smoothing his hands up her sides.
"That was-"
"Yeah."
They stand like that for a few more moments trying to catch their breath until he pulls back, his eyes never leaving her body as he fixes his pants.
"you look well-used." He says with a smile before fixing his mask back on his face. His eyes groping her body. Her torn shirt lain open, her bra hanging down around her rib cage, the straps lain around the top of her elbows. Her panties and shorts pulled haphazardly around her thighs.
"I-" she begins, blushing and pulling her panties and shorts back up.
"Don't worry-" he whispers, reaching a hand out to lightly rub the back of his finger against her nipple. "-i like it."
"You might but I can't go walking home like this." She says, pushing his hand away with a smile and fixing her bra back in it's place.
"Well you could but I think there would be too many distracted gaurds. It could be a security risk."
"Yeah, I might even be able to distract the hokage."
"Oh you've sufficiently done that already." He says, the smile evident in his tone.
He shrugs off his flak vest and drapes it around her shoulders.
"Sorry about the shirt. I just couldn't wait any longer. "
She smirks at him, zipping up the best and deciding it's sufficient enough to walk home and change, despite how large it is on her she loves that it's smells of him.
"That's okay. I told you I'd do whatever you wanted." She breathes. And he lets his hand twist into the hair behind her ear.
"We should do this more often." He says, fixing her with his piercing eyes.
"Most definitely."
"Good." He says, straightening himself. "I still have to show you my favorite scene from the book."
She laughs and tries to straighten out her mess of hair.
"You should probably be getting back. Shikamarus going to be looking for you soon."
"Mm. Maybe. You're coming with me though."
"But I need to go home and change-"
"Mahh Sakura-chan." He says in reprimand. "I thought you'd do whatever I wanted."
"But my shirt-"
"Is hidden by my vest." He says, teasing the zipper by the base of her throat."-besides it'll be easier to get to your breasts whenever I want when noones in the office."
She blushes deeply and nods in agreement.
"Good girl."