"This tempura is really good."
Sakura was speaking as they sat at his dining room table, but Kakashi found it impossible to focus on her words. He had his mask pulled down so that his Sharingan was exposed tonight and both eyes were hungrily focused on those pouty lips of hers. His cock twitched and suddenly, he was hearing her say two entirely different words.
"Oh, Sensei."
"Huh? Oh, yeah," he agreed absentmindedly, discreetly taking a bite of the food when her gaze was diverted momentarily. While she had seen his face for the first time already, he wasn't sure how aware of the whole thing she'd actually been. She hadn't acted any differently since then, and she hadn't said so much as a word about the incident at all. She never did.
Sakura next turned her attention to the takeout bowl of miso soup that he'd gotten for her. A little prize for her effort and determination, he smiled inwardly. It was her favorite, and he couldn't resist giving her a reward for how hard she had worked. The moment it touched her lips, a small, satisfied sigh fell from the kunoichi's lips, and he couldn't stop a groan from passing his own lips as he remembered her breathy moans coming from the shower. Oblivious as to what she was doing to her sensei, the pink-haired woman continued eating her food while Kakashi watched, his grey eye darkening to near black, his skin suddenly feeling too hot for comfort. He shrugged out of his flak jacket and picked it up before Sakura had a chance to say a word and walked into the bedroom, shutting the door behind himself. He walked over to the closet and leaned his head against the door, groaning again as he willed his impending erection to go away.
Get a grip, he sternly told himself before he hung the jacket up in its usual spot. Next he removed his uniform, tossing it into the empty basket before changing into a pair of pajama shorts and a loose tank top. He picked up a cloth face mask he kept around for situations like this and looped it over his ears, heading back to the dining room.
Sakura had nearly finished her food, ravenous from a ten hour one-on-one session. Kakashi hadn't gone easy on her, and they hadn't stopped for lunch. He wasn't surprised she'd eaten all of the tempura and nearly the entire bowl of soup. His own stomach grumbled, reminding him of his earlier hunger pains.
He sat across from her and resumed eating as she started to clear her side of the table once she was finished eating. She gave him his privacy as he ate in silence, knowing that he'd trained just as hard as she had. It took him about ten minutes to devour his own meal. She was already in the bedroom and though he was tempted to just leave the mess for tomorrow another time, the thought of Sakura and her wrath convinced him otherwise and he cleaned up, tossing all of the trash into the kitchen bin before tying it shut and heaving it up and out of the container. It wasn't full, but Kakashi needed the air if he planned on being able to look Sakura in the face again tonight.
The walk down the two flights of stairs was short, and he was grateful for the cool air that had replaced the humidity from a few days' past. It had been abnormal and wretched, and he'd longed for his cool evening breeze the whole time. He breathed in the fresh, crisp air as he rounded the corner of the building, walking over to the building's community dumpster. He stood for a few moments, looking up at the stars in the night sky before heading back up to his apartment.
Once he got to his door, he stopped and sighed, leaning instead against the wall and looking out at Konoha over the railing. His cock was still misbehaving in its confines, and all he could see any time he closed his eyes for even a second was what Sakura must look like in the throes of passion. He wished Asuma lived nearer, because despite having never picked up the habit, Kakashi sure as fuck could have used a cigarette right now.
What a mess I'm in.
Sakura may not be a child anymore, but she was still his student. Sasuke might be missing, and they might be on the inactive duty roster, but Team 7 still existed with Kakashi in a role of leadership. It wasn't illegal, per say - they were both legal adults under the law once she turned seventeen in March, and there were no rules prohibiting teammates from intimacy. But he doubted Lady Tsunade would be thrilled at the prospect of such a young, freshly heartbroken kunoichi hooking up with her older, more sensible sensei who ought to know better.
But what Kakashi ought to know and what he was seriously considering now were two very different things. What he ought to do now was turn and walk away from his apartment; head over to some floozy's house and get what he needed before he burst at the seams. But what he wanted to do...oh Kami, what he wanted to do.
He wanted to walk into that apartment, pin Sakura to the tatami and rip her clothes off before kissing and licking every inch of that gorgeous body she tried to keep hidden under wool dresses and athletic shorts most days. He wanted to push her legs apart at the thighs and dig his fingers in to those succulent, muscular legs before plunging into her cunt with first his tongue, and then his cock. He wanted to fuck her hard and deep until she was scratching his back and screaming his name.
Kakashi let out a sharp exhale and swallowed hard, turning to place his hand on the doorknob. This was his apartment, after all. Lady Tsunade had ordered him to take care of her - and the pink-haired woman clearly had needs that he could fill. And he had told Sakura to relax earlier. He could help with that, too. He could help her a lot, actually, he thought to himself as he closed the door behind himself.
Sakura was lying on her stomach on the tatami, both legs up in the air and crossed at the knees with her ass sticking up in the air and jiggling every time she'd tap her foot to the tune she was listening to on his alarm's radio. She had also changed into pajamas for tonight, and he drank in the scene slowly, savoring every delicious inch and memorizing every tantalizing curve. She was reading one of her own books and was so focused on its content that she wasn't aware he'd returned until he plopped on the bed next to her, grinning under the face mask.
"You really do need to pay more heed to your surroundings," he chided her, rolling over so that he was on his back, his eyes gazing up at her. She looked divine from his point of view; her pink hair framing her oval face, green eyes completely enamored with whatever it was that she was reading. She fake-glared at him before going back to her book, pretending not to pay attention to him as he lay there, occasionally poking the sole of her foot teasingly.
"Would you quit that?" She finally asked him, narrowing her eyes. "I'll have you know this is a very good book, and I'm almost finished with it. Let me focus."
He chuckled, staring at the ceiling while she read and the song playing on the radio finished, giving way to a weather report for the local area. Kakashi only half-listened as the reporter told listeners to enjoy the break in the heat, because it was expected to return on Saturday, bringing with it an elevated risk of severe storms.
His eyes slowly closed, and before Kakashi was even aware of it, he found himself drifting off to sleep. Sakura wasn't aware that he was asleep until she heard a small snore escape from her his lips, his chest moving up and down in deep, methodical breaths as he drifted off quickly to deeper and deeper sleep.
The pink-haired kunoichi smiled and shifted on the bed, moving so that she could help him stretch out fully on the tatami. She closed her book and turned the lamp off before settling in next to Kakashi, keeping herself propped up on an elbow as she drew abstract shapes up and down his upper arm before moving her fingers lower, to the forearm that was usually covered by his arm guards. She arched her eyebrow when she saw a bite mark indented into his pale flesh, the skin around an unsettling shade of purplish-yellow mixed with brown.
When had someone bitten him? She thought back to the days past, and realized that there was no way he'd had the time to slip out and have a rendezvous with anyone. They hadn't gone out on any missions since Sasuke had left. Kakashi had to have done this to himself.
In the shower, she realized. He must have bitten down when he came so he wouldn't wake me up.
The thought was insanely arousing to her, and she squeezed her thighs together tightly at the thought of those teeth biting her on her neck before scraping their way down her cheset and stomach, stopping at her thighs. She thought of the way he might nibble the sensitive flesh there before he moved on to other places...
If she'd been standing, Sakura surely would have collapsed and she was grateful for the stability of the bed she was lying on as she dared to reach a hand in between her legs, pressing her fingers firmly to her clit through her thin cotton shorts before she stopped herself, swallowing hard. She couldn't do this; not while Kakashi was sleeping not even five inches away from her. He would surely notice her breathing differently; would surely turn over and would surely catch her in the act. And what would she do then?
I'd push him down, straddle him, and fuck him into next week, she thought to herself. Her core ached now and she tossed her head back onto the pillow, turning to look at Kakashi once more, ensuring that he was still asleep before she moved her hand down to the waistband of the shorts. She stopped for just a moment, not daring to breathe lest she alert Kakashi that she was up to no good before she slid her fingers down, intent on fingering herself.
But when she heard a heavy, peaceful snore fall from his lips, she groaned and withdrew her hand, resting it at her side. He was so tired and that was her fault. He hadn't fallen asleep on her once in two months and looking at him now as he lay there with one arm tucked under his chin and the other draped over her hip, Sakura didn't want to wake him. He had been her guardian for eight weeks; she could watch his six for a few hours while he dreamed of whatever it was that was making him look so peaceful. The pink-haired kunoichi reached back to the lamp, flicking it back on before grabbing her book and settling back in to finish the last third of it.
Sakura didn't move until the next morning when she felt Kakashi stirring next to her, rousing from his sleep as he slowly turned to face her. He sat up and blinked slowly, the morning blur fading away as he brushed the sleep away from the corners of his eyes. He looked out the window, finding that the sun had only just risen.
"Good morning, Kakashi-sensei," Sakura's sweet voice broke the silence, and he directed his gaze to the young woman, who was now standing up and stretching her limbs after a long night of stillness. She hadn't dared move more than just to shift this way and that every now and then, knowing that it would have woken the older shinobi from his much-needed slumber.
"You didn't have a nightmare last night?" He asked her hopefully, still unaware that she'd taken his role for the duration of the sleeping hours. She shook her head, shrugging as she turned towards the bathroom with a fresh change of clothes.
"I didn't sleep. You beat me to it," she answered cheekily, turning to stick her tongue out at him playfully before she slid the shoji door shut behind herself. She didn't bother turning the light on since the sun's early morning rays provided ample lighting to prepare for the day through the thick white paper.
Kakashi yawned, stretching his arms above his head before pushing the silver hair away from his eyes, shaking his head slightly to aid himself in waking up. A good, strong cup of coffee was in order. He crawled out of the tatami and made his way to the kitchen, looking around for coffee before he groaned as he realized he'd forgotten to get it at the market. A few hand signs later, he was staring at his clone. The tired shinobi told his copy to retrieve two of the hot beverages from the shop around the corner before he walked over to the balcony door, sliding it open. He stepped outside into the morning air and looked around.
Today seemed like a good day for an off day. It was a balmy seventy degrees or so, with cool breeze wafting through the tree branches of the forest surrounding the village. He could smell his neighbor cooking some grilled fish and nori for her family, and his stomach growled. With a small smile, he headed back into the apartment, not bothering to shut the door as he made his way to the kitchen to prepare some breakfast for himself and Sakura.
He debated for a few minutes before deciding that simple was best. He pulled out one of the salmon fillets along with some rice. Kakashi turned his stove on and allowed the burner to warm up for a few minutes while he carried two plates over to the table. He then returned to the kitchen and cut the salmon into four small fillets before placing them in the pan and sprinkling in some cooking oil and spices. The silver-haired man waited for it to cook halfway so that he could flip it. He had just done so when his clone walked back in to the apartment, kicking the door shut behind itself before setting the hot beverages on the table. Kakashi dismissed his copy before turning back to continue his task.
His stomach growled again as he chopped up the vegetables while the fish finished cooking. He smiled, satisfied that he'd managed to time it perfectly so that the salmon was done at the same time as the rice. He put the rice in a bowl large enough that both of them could help themselves and placed the fish onto a plate and was just pulling some strawberries out of the fridge when Sakura walked back out of the bedroom, rubbing her now-wet hair with a towel.
"I didn't know you could actually cook, Sensei," she told him, closing her eyes and smiling as the delicious smells hit her nose. Though she'd eaten her fill the night before, her appetite was roused again and she walked over to the table. She neatly folded the towel over the back of the chair and he grinned, unable to help himself.
"The hamper is ten feet away," he gasped in fake exaggeration. "Could you please-"
She shot him a warning glare before the smile tugging at the corners of her mouth finally broke free, an airy laugh filling the expanse between them. She turned to face her meal, bowing her head as she placed her hands in front of her to say a gratitude for the food that had been prepared.
"Itadakimasu," her voice was soft before she looked over at him as he joined her at the table, placing the bowl of strawberries in the middle. He repeated her motions before nodding for her to help herself to the first serving.
"Thank you for cooking," the pink-haired woman smiled at him as she took a good amount of the rice, placing it on her plate before using her chopsticks to add a salmon fillet and some of the strawberries. "And the coffee." she added as she took a sip of the drink.
Breakfast was a pleasant affair for both of them. They made small-talk about small things like what kind of new teas her mother was going to be getting in stock soon and how neither of them was looking forward to this weekend's impending humidity. Birds chirped cheerily outside the open balcony door as they darted this way and that, seeming to chase one another in a playful game of tag.
Once they were both finished eating, Kakashi helped her carry the dishes to the sink before excusing himself to the bedroom so that he could get dressed. Sakura knew if she didn't do them, her sensei would just leave them for tomorrow never and she just shrugged as she cleaned up. It wasn't a chore she minded, and it gave her a chance to take in the view of the street below. The neighborhood kids were starting to come out of their houses; the older ones heading towards the Academy, the younger ones to play with one another while their parents went about their workdays and errands. It really was a beautiful day, she mused.
Kakashi showered quickly before getting dressed in an all-black outfit consisting of a loose pair of shorts paired with a skintight mask-tank similar to the one he'd had on the other day. He tied his hitae-ate around his forehead and then brushed his teeth before pulling the mask up. He walked out of the bedroom and grinned as an idea suddenly came to him when he saw the way she was favoring her right leg just a bit.
"We should go swimming today," he suggested casually, walking over to the balcony and standing there for a moment before he closed it. "Both of us are sore after yesterday. It'll help so we can resume training tomorrow."
Sakura rolled her eyes playfully, turning to look at the older shinobi. She stopped in her tracks and bit her bottom lip when she saw him leaning there against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. Most days, he wore his arm guards but today Kakashi didn't even have his pouch around his leg, and his arms were bare, showing off his lean muscles. She recalled the bite mark she'd seen the night before, and another surge of electricity shot through her body when she remembered how she'd nearly masturbated herself right next to him.
"You just want to take an off day," she teased him. She placed her hands on the counter and then hopped up so that she was sitting there, her gaze directed out the window. When she really thought about it, an off day did sound pretty damn good. As though they could understand what was being discussed, her muscles screamed for the relief that cool water promised.
Kakashi grinned, knowing he'd convinced her. Sakura walked back into the bedroom for just a moment and he watched as she quickly passed a brush through her damp locks before braiding it just as quickly. She returned to the living room, where he was already waiting by the door. With that, the two headed out the door and began their adventure.
Sakura allowed Kakashi to take the lead again as they walked, appreciating his form as he took slow steps. Neither of them was in a hurry today; the stream wasn't going anywhere and they had all morning and afternoon to relax. Kotetsu and Izumo were on gate duty like always, and little more than polite words were spoken as her sensei led her past the tall green gates and into the forest surrounding their village.
Some of the civilians didn't like it out here in the trees, feeling vulnerable without the village walls to protect them. But Sakura honestly loved it, she thought to herself as Kakashi led her down a small path that looked as though it wasn't used very often. She wondered just where he was taking her. The spot everyone else swam at was on the other side of the path, with less trees and closer to Konoha.
As if he could read her mind, the silver-haired man stopped and turned to face her. "It's quieter over here," he explained simply before pushing a thick bunch of laurel out of their way, letting her pass in front of him before the foliage flung back as he released it, obstructing them from view of the main path.
She felt like she was a hundred miles into the forest now, with no hint of the village to be seen. The forest was alive with the sounds of birds and small animals scurrying about as the two shinobi intruded upon their sanctuary. Sakura expected to hear the sounds of water rushing over pebbles and rocks to alert her that they were near, but she was caught a little off guard when Kakashi came to a stop in front of a small body of water, a satisfied smile on his face.
It was the same stream that was the life-source of the village, but Sakura had never seen this place before. The stream widened here and she was looking at what seemed to be a secret lagoon. Kakashi turned to face her and though she couldn't see it below his mask, she knew the older man was smiling.
"I used to sneak out here when I didn't want anybody to know where I was," Kakashi told her as he pulled the tank top over his head, but not before deftly replacing the mask with the same cloth one he'd worn while he and Sakura had been eating the night before.
Or what I was doing, he added silently, turning away from his student so that the young woman wouldn't see the heat taking over his face as memories of secret trysts passed through his mind's eye.
Sakura giggled as she watched him jump cannonball-style into the small pond, his head disappearing under the turquoise blue water for just a moment before bobbing back up again, the silver hair now slicked down his neck and forehead. Both eyes shined playfully as he motioned for her to join him. She wasn't used to seeing Kakashi so playful, but she decided it was a side of him she liked.
She wasn't as brave as he was, however, and the young kunoichi dipped her toes into the water first, checking the temperature before jumping back. The water was colder than she'd thought it would be, here under a broken canopy of larch and tall, overgrown hackberry trees. A hearty laugh came from the lagoon, and she pouted at him.
"It's too cold," she whined.
Kakashi grinned, splashing some of the water at her. Sakura squealed, jumping back as the cold water met her skin. She watched as the older man swam to the far edge of the pond, leaning against a large boulder. His eyes closed and arms folded, the pink-haired nin licked her bottom lip in appreciation as she tugged her loose t-shirt over her head.
This wasn't the first time Sakura had been shirtless in front of her sensei. She had trained in just her sports bra on occasion, if it was a hot enough day. He'd never glanced twice; too busy imparting his wisdom onto his three students, she supposed. But today didn't feel like all those other days. Today, Sakura was already weak in the knees at just the sight of him leaning there. Suddenly, she felt inadequate compared to the physical perfection that was Hatake Kakashi. Her muscles weren't as toned; a hint of her childhood fat still clinging to her stomach. Her ass was the only feature she really liked about herself, but even that wasn't all that great compared to other women in town. Sakura thought she knew what Kakashi's type was; after all, she'd seen the covers of his Icha Icha books. He liked busty, thick-bottomed women with curves and-
"Are you gonna come in or what?" Kakashi's voice called out, pulling Sakura out of the whirlwind of self doubt. She shook the thoughts out of her head, hesitating for just a moment before she dropped the shirt to the ground. She slid her shorts down her thighs and then made her way back over to the pond, quickly ducking so that everything below the neck was covered. A gasp passed her lips involuntarily as the cold water enveloped her and Kakashi laughed again.
"Focus your chakra to insulate your body until it regulates," he suggested to her after he finished laughing, watching the young kunoichi shiver as she waded her way over to him.
The pink-haired nin followed her sensei's advice and within a few minutes, Sakura wasn't shivering anymore as she leaned against the same boulder as Kakashi, the water still covering her chest. They sat quietly for a few minutes, just enjoying the day they'd been given. Even with the leaves blocking the majority of the late morning sun, it was comfortably warm. A gentle breeze passed by them every now and then. The sharp, sweet song of a songbird filled the small paradise that Kakashi had brought them to. The blue and white birds to whom the songs belonged occasionally flittered over their heads and Sakura didn't notice as her bare thigh met Kakashi's under the surface of the water.
But he was aware, and the silver-haired man used every bit of self control he had to keep his hands to himself. He didn't move, though; enamored by the way her soft skin clung to his like ink to paper. Slowly, he lifted his arm so that it was wrapped around her shoulder, his rough fingertips meeting her clavicle. He heard her breath hitch and he felt her inch just ever so slightly closer so that the entirety of their legs were touching now; her kneecap bumping gently against his, and Kakashi couldn't suppress a small groan.
If Sakura heard it, she didn't move an inch, and neither did the older shinobi. Everything was still for a moment - even the birds weren't singing now. The tension was thick enough to slice before finally, Kakashi made his move. Because if he didn't do it now, he-
Sakura beat him to the punch just as she had in their training the day before. In a flash she was in front of on him, Kakashi realized with another groan, her hands greedily pulling his hips away from the boulder so that those long, slender legs could wrap around his core, pulling them as close as she could possibly get. It still wasn't close enough.
Kakashi didn't have time to even breathe as her lips trailed fire across his exposed neck, not missing an inch. She was just starting to become intoxicated by the salty smell of his sweat when she felt his hands on her shoulders, pushing her just far enough away that he could see her face clearly.
He'd never seen that hungriness in those beautiful jade orbs before, and this time when his cock twitched, Kakashi didn't even try to hide it from her. Words were lost to him for now, and Sakura was done waiting for her sensei to make the first move. She returned to his neck, her tongue sliding across his Adam's apple before moving to the crook of his neck, where she nipped down gently.
Whatever self doubt she'd been feeling before was gone now. The young woman relished in the fact that Hatake Kakashi; elite former ANBU operative, was now putty beneath her lips and her fingertips. She used those fingertips to spider-crawl her hands to his pectoral muscles his going to her hips instinctively to support her weight. The pink-haired woman moaned against his throat as he put his hands to use, moving further down so that he was now cupping each of her ass cheeks fully with them. He squeezed gently at first, and then more firmly as she dug her short fingernails into his chest. It drove him nearly insane with desire, and he nearly lost it when she ground her hips against his.
"I heard you in the shower last night," Kakashi growled against her ear, moving one of his hands to her side, grazing his own nails against her skin. A hiss of pleasure was his reward and she hid her face against him. He smirked beneath his mask. The tide had turned, and he was in control now.
The older shinobi took full advantage of that fact and pushed away from the boulder just long enough to press Sakura's body up against it. He took both of her hands in one of his larger ones, pushing them above her head to prevent any distractions. He looked up and down her body, swallowing hard. He didn't know if he'd ever seen a woman look as desperate for his touch as his pink-haired student, and every ounce of his blood rushed down to his cock when she lifted her hips towards him.
Kakashi reached up and pulled the mask down, but before Sakura had a chance to admire the man's face, his lips were crashing down on on hers. She moaned against his mouth, her tongue searching for his. His grip on her wrists tightened, and he moved one hand to the front of her chest, fingers fumbling for the front clasp of the sports bra she was still wearing.
Sakura broke the kiss first; still hungry for more, but needing to catch her breath. Kakashi finally succeeded at releasing the clasp, and he tore the wet fabric off behind him somewhere before his hand was upon her left breast, his thumb batting her wet nipple back and forth while his other four fingers dug into the meat of the rest of her the fleshy mound. She whimpered, and Kakashi smirked.
It was then that Sakura took her first good look at Kakashi, and she swore to herself that she'd never forget the way he looked in that moment; a ravenous desire consuming his eyes, that devilish smirk that guaranteed a good time, and his body dripping with water over all those toned muscles that she could be exploring with her hands and mouth if only he'd just let her go!
She ripped her hands from his and went at him with her hands, desperate to feel him beneath her touch. He was faster than her, however, and she glared at him as he kept her at arm's length for a moment, the smirk never leaving his face.
"You're a tease, Sensei," she told him. Suddenly, he was behind her, his heart beating against her spine as he held her securely with one arm around the front of her shoulders, pinning her to him. She could feel his hardness pressing against her ass in its entirety, eliciting a moan. She felt his lips press against her neck and swallowed hard as his hand retraced the path her own had done in the shower the night before.
He teased her for a few minutes longer just to feel her squirm impatiently, chuckling at the younger woman's eagerness. It was obvious now that she wasn't a virgin, but he doubted any of the guys her age that she'd fooled around with actually knew what they were doing when they had an aroused woman in their arms. Kakashi, however, knew just what to do.
Finally ready to move on, the silver-haired nin slid her panties down to her thighs. He closed his eyes and decided to multitask, nipping and lapping at her neck while his middle finger slid up and down the outside of her slit. She bucked her hips up against his hand and he tsk-tsked her, stopping his finger but not moving it.
"Say it," he told her against her neck before biting down on her throat harder than he had before to encourage her. He felt her knees give out and bit again before repeating himself more firmly. "Say it, Sakura."
Sakura's desire wrestled with her pride for a few more moments. When she felt him tease her with his finger again though, pride knew it lost the battle and she swallowed hard, pushing her head back against his shoulder and gazing up at him through half-lidded eyes. "Please, sensei," she whispered quietly.
Kakashi couldn't deny a request asked so desperately, and he plunged the middle finger in to her slick, hot tunnel. A gasp fell from her lips and her back stiffened against him. The silver-haired man kissed behind her ear as he moved his finger slowly in and out of her. She clenched around his digit every time he pulled out, not wanting him to stop. Her fingers were pressed into his thighs, squeezing him with every crook of his finger. Before long he did stop, but only long enough to add his index finger.
This time it wasn't just a moan or sigh, but a cry that left Sakura's mouth. She could comfortably fit three of her own small fingers inside of herself, but Kakashi's fingers were much thicker - and longer, she sighed in ecstasy as he found her spot with one stroke. The moment wasn't lost on the older man, and he found the same spot again - and then again - and Sakura didn't even have time to process her orgasm as it came flooding over her like a tidal wave. Kakashi's fingers were still moving in and out of her at a steady pace, riding out her pleasure before he stopped and pulled his hand away from her pussy, lifting his fingers to her mouth.
"Taste yourself," Kakashi told her, watching as she opened her mouth to his fingers, letting him slide them in. The taste of her own cum hit Sakura's tongue for the first time as she swirled it over and around all three of his sticky fingers, her eyes closing and a moan falling from open lips. She tasted sweet, like the strawberries she'd had with breakfast.
When she was finished, Sakura watched him as he pulled his fingers from her mouth, reaching up and wiping away a small trail of saliva that connected them to her lips. Kakashi ground his hips against her ass before he suddenly pinned her back against the stone by her shoulders, his lips meeting hers in a feverish kiss.
"I want you," he murmured huskily against her lips. "I want you so fucking bad, Sakura."
She didn't vocally respond, but instead chose to answer with actions. She curled her fingers into the waistband of his shorts and pushed them down before moving her fingers to his ass, pulling him closer and digging her nails in so hard there were sure to be marks. Another surge of desire shot through the young kunoichi at the thought of knowing her sensei would bear her marks with no one else the wiser.
She was already prepped, so Kakashi wasted no more time and guided himself slowly, pushing the head of his cock into her folds. Sakura moved her fingers to his shoulders, needing to hold herself up as he legs folded around his hips. She whimpered, not used to the girth of him and he took his time, kissing the corner of her mouth before groaning as she bucked her hips, eager for more despite her inexperience.
Finally, though, she was filled to the hilt; their stomachs pressed together as he stayed motionless for a moment while she clenched his shoulders tightly as she felt herself being stretched to capacity. When she was relaxed, Kakashi moved. He made slow, deliberate strokes at first, only pulling halfway out before he'd fill her again.
They moved like that for awhile; learning each other's rhythm before at last coming into sync, their hips both moving now as he began thrusting harder, his grip on her shoulders tightening.
"Oh, Kami," she cried out as he reached down with one hand after several more minutes, his index finger finding her clit and rubbing hard circles against it. Sakura would have wondered how he knew just what pressure was perfect but as things were, she was halfway to another orgasm and the only thing she cared about was that perfect cock pumping in and out of her soaked pussy.
Kakashi wasn't sure how much longer he was going to last. He liked to consider himself a man of reasonable stamina in the sex department; but between Sakura's wanton cries for more and the way she was moving that tight body against his in all the right ways, he was ready to burst.
He began moving more sloppily now, rubbing her clit harder until she screamed his name and he felt her gushing around him. At the same moment, he pulled out and erupted into the pond. Groaning into her neck, his abdomen jerking several times with each rope of cum that was released before he finally came to a rest, breathing heavily while she clung weakly to him as they both came down from the intensity of their shared intimacy.
Kakashi was the first to move this time, pulling her with him towards the shore. He sat her down on a flat rock before wading back into the pond, diving under the surface. He returned with her bra and panties as well as his shorts before returning back over to where Sakura was sitting and handed her the underwear before he wrung out the shorts, pulling them back on.
Neither of them really knew what to say. They'd both been toeing this line for weeks and now that their passion had finally spilled over, they were both over thinking the situation in their own ways. As Kakashi pulled his tank top and sandals back on, Sakura dressed in silence as well, watching him from the corner of her eye.
"We should get back to the village," Kakashi told her at last, looking at the ground before he started making his way back to the path they'd taken to get here. Sakura stopped him, reaching for his hand and pulling him so that he was facing her. She could tell that he was thinking of all the ways their liaison was wrong, and she didn't want him to regret what they'd done here. She lifted her face to his and pulled the mask down, kissing his lips gently. Kakashi touched the side of her face and gave her a small smile before pushing into the forest. Sakura followed, and they walked in silence towards Konoha.
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A/N: Wow! So, when I started writing this chapter, I didn't plan for it to be eleven pages and over six thousand words. I know that's a long chapter, and I hope I was able to keep it interesting and spicy for all of you. There are more lemons to come as well, so stay tuned!