After Kakashi and Elizabeth had first cleaned and then made love in the bathtub, he finally stepped out of the doors of the Cortez shortly before midnight. When he arrived in his hotel room, Sakura was already asleep. Kakashi quietly changed and had just sat down on the side of the double bed facing the inside wall of the room when he heard her stir and her pulse quicken slightly. „Sensei..?" she asked, dazed.
„Go back to sleep, Sakura, I didn't mean to wake you," said Kakashi, forgetting all about his own plan to only speak English with her. She mumbled something incomprehensible, turned on her side and fell asleep again immediately. Kakashi lay down next to her, looked at her calm face for a moment and also drifted off into a pleasant dream.
The next day, the meeting with the client went very well. Sakura remained silent throughout the negotiations and only assisted Kakashi in order to justify her existence. He spent the evening with Elizabeth again. This time, however, Donovan was also present and the three of them had a bloody orgy with two passers-by whom Elizabeth and Donovan had lured to their place.
On the third night, as Kakashi was about to head back to the hotel feeling satisfied and revitalized, he noticed a familiar signature nearby, as soon as he had left the Cortez. He strolled along the busy streets, not giving anything away, neither in his pace nor in his posture. She followed him unwaveringly at almost the same distance, stopping when Kakashi had to wait at a traffic light and catching up with him again shortly afterwards at the same distance. He wondered inwardly whether he should perhaps play with her a little, just to punish her, but he decided on direct confrontation. When he had closed the door to his hotel room behind him, he waited directly in front of it. It took a few minutes – presumably she had wanted to buy time – before the lock clicked and the handle slowly pushed down. As soon as the gap was wide enough, he reached through, grabbed the wrist that was moving the wood and pulled Sakura into the room. The door closed by itself. Kakashi pushed the frightened girl against the wall without using too much force and risking injury, and placed his flat hands to either side of her head. „What are you doing, Sakura?" he growled threateningly.
Sakura blinked a few times and seemed to struggle for words. „I-I... I was just out for a walk a-and..."
„Just by chance, where I am, huh?" He gave a deep growl that showed his discontent. „Don't lie to me. Why did you follow me?"
She blinked again and seemed to understand that there was no point in avoiding him. „I wanted to know where you were going. This was the third night in a row that you had simply disappeared, and it made me curious."
Alongside all the other feelings – the anger, the disappointment, the uncertainty about what she might have seen – Kakashi felt a certain spark of elation. In just a short time, her English had improved considerably from what it had been on Monday. He barely moved his head to push the thought out of his mind. „And that gives you the right to spy on me?"
„No," Sakura forced out and swallowed.
„What I do and when I do it is my business, and you have no authority to interfere, do you understand?" he asked in a commanding tone. He noticed how she shivered slightly and her eyes briefly blurred, but she nodded hastily. „Yes, Sensei. I won't do it again."
„I hope so for your sake. I don't like being pushed around, you know that, you must have realized that over the past few years. Disobedience will be punished."
There was something in Sakura's irises that Kakashi could not interpret. His gaze darted from one eye to the other and back again, trying desperately to find some trace of her thoughts in them. But he didn't need to, because she acted, obviously guided by her feelings, by standing on tiptoe and pressing her lips against his. Kakashi didn't protest and he didn't even know why. He wasn't horny, after all Elizabeth, Donovan and this unknown woman had satisfied him for hours, but something in him allowed the kiss. A deep-seated craving.
Sakura released her lips with a soft smack and looked up at Kakashi. Her cheeks were glowing and her eyes were moist. Why? He couldn't say. Kakashi's first reaction was to tilt his head slightly. „I'll count that as 'being pushed around'."
„Then punish me, Sensei," whispered Sakura, and she herself seemed surprised at these explicit words. It was not an oversight, triggered by the language barrier, for which she was ashamed in retrospect, but rather she was probably surprised by her own courage. She stared at Kakashi expectantly, not moving.
Kakashi was silent at first, then he said briskly, „On the bed, now."
Sakura obeyed immediately. She ducked under his arm, which remained pressed against the wall, and climbed onto the mattress with obviously weak knees, slipping off her shoes with the other foot.
Kakashi pushed himself away from the wall, turned around and watched as she sat down with her bottom just in front of the cushions and pulled her knees up to her chin. It was obvious that she didn't know whether she really wanted what was about to happen. „Take your clothes off," Kakashi ordered, and somehow it felt good to say such words out loud for once and still see her obey.
Sakura quickly pulled her sweater over her head and her pants off her legs.
After a short pause, Kakashi added, „All of it."
Sakura started to tremble a little, but she was well-behaved, pulled the socks off her feet, unbuttoned her bra, pushed her panties down, visibly nervous, and threw everything on the floor next to the bed with the rest of her clothes.
Kakashi tilted his head again when he saw his protégé sitting there, completely naked and insecure. She made a wonderful picture. Usually she was always self-confident, now she looked like a child. He heard her heart beating fast and a light sweat made her sweet scent even stronger in his nose. He breathed in her fragrance, closed his eyes briefly and came to the bed as well. He casually took off his jacket, hung it over the back of the chair and began to roll up the sleeves of his shirt.
Sakura watched him intently, her cheeks grew even darker, she looked away in shame and adjusted her bottom. Kakashi smiled to himself. If he hadn't believed that she was into him before, he knew it now. So just this seemingly meaningless gesture of pushing up the sleeves made her randy, interesting. He took the tie he had thrown on the bedside table hours ago, kneeled with one leg on the mattress and said, „Cross your hands over your head."
Sakura did as she was told. Kakashi wrapped the thin, black fabric around her wrists a few times and tied the ends together. „Too tight?" She jerked her arms, turned each hand once back and forth, and then shook her head. „No. That's fine."
Kakashi nodded and rose again. „I don't want to hear another word from you from now on, unless I allow it. If you resist, you will be punished more severely. Understood?" She nodded. „From now on, you will do only what I tell you, and you will follow every instruction without compromise or hesitation. If you don't, you will be punished more severely. I don't know your limits, but I know mine, and you won't like them. That's why I'm giving you a safe word. If you want me to stop, just say 'pink'. Understood?" She nodded again. He walked halfway around the bed so that he was now standing at her feet. „I'm going to hurt you now, Sakura. I'm going to bite you, scratch you and hit you. But don't worry, I'll only do it in places where you won't have to explain to a person who isn't here where the injuries came from." He smiled. „I'm not a beast."
He slipped out of his shoes and climbed onto the bed. Almost automatically, Sakura opened her thighs for him, but Kakashi responded to this movement with a rather harmless slap on her knee. She flinched and snapped her calves together again. „I didn't allow you to do that." A second, harder slap followed on her thigh. He again tilted his head to the side and feasted his eyes on her. „You know, Sakura-chan, you can't even last a minute without breaking my rules. I thought you were smarter than that." He roughly grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to him. She squeaked softly. „I always thought you had a big mouth." His thumbs stroked over her soft skin, pressing into the folds between her legs and stomach, getting closer and closer to her intimate area. „Someone should shut you up." He pressed all ten fingers into her pelvis so hard that it hurt, but didn't break her bones. She hissed. „Do you want me to shut you up?" She nodded frantically. „Say it."
„I-I want you to shut m-my big mouth," Sakura stammered, her face resembling an overripe strawberry.
Kakashi grinned, crawled up a little, swung one leg over her and now knelt on her chest. Slowly, too slowly for Sakura's greedy eyes, he opened his belt. Inch by inch, he pulled the leather out of the loops and then whipped it without much force onto the inside of her upper arm, which elicited another hiss from her and left a slightly reddened weal on her pale skin. Then, just as slowly, of course, he began to push each button of his shirt through the hole. The deeper he got, the more desperate Sakura looked, and when he had opened the last button, he gently pulled the fabric from her arms and grinned broadly at the beetroot-red face below him. „Do you like what you see?"
Sakura nodded vigorously.
„You wanted to touch me on Saturday, didn't you?" Because of her wide-open eyes, he added, „It's no use lying, little cherry blossom. I saw how horny you were for me, how much you wanted to be fucked by me right there and then. Isn't that true?"
The girl probably didn't do anything else today except for nodding, even if she was a little more hesitant this time.
Kakashi weighed his shirt in his hands. „Because I had a very good day today – until you spoiled my mood with your pursuit, of course – I'm nice and I'm giving you a choice." He picked up the belt and held both of them in front of Sakura's eyes. „I can gag you, but then I'll be missing the whip and I'll have to rely on my hands and teeth. Or your mouth stays free" – he wheezed – „at least for the time being, and I can beat you. Which do you prefer? A gag..," she remained calm, „.. or a whip?" She nodded. „So be it." He threw his shirt off the bed and gave Sakura's other upper arm an equally strong lash with the belt. This time she almost moaned and trembled under him. „Don't complain, you had a choice."
„I'm not complaining, I'm just..." Too late, Sakura realized that it wasn't what she had said, but that she had made a sound other than a euphoric one.
Kakashi took a swing and let the leather hit her bare armpit hard. Sakura gasped in agony, but immediately pressed her lips together to keep calm. „You bad, bad girl." Kakashi shook his head and uttered a few „Ksts." „How horny must someone be to beg so desperately for a deep throat?"
The look she gave him from below was regal. With a broad, almost diabolical grin, Kakashi unbuttoned his pants, pulled the zipper down and held his erect penis in front of Sakura's mouth, which opened in shock and was immediately taken. „That's a good girl, now swallow." Her eyes darted up to his face one last time before closing and she began to suck on his cock like a pacifier.
Kakashi understood that it was certainly not easy to give someone a satisfying blowjob with your hands tied and no freedom of movement, but in his opinion she could make more of an effort. That way he would never come. He grabbed her hair, held her head in place and rammed himself halfway down her throat.
Sakura began to squirm and whimper, trying to escape his grip. He jerked his hips back just as abruptly. She gasped loudly, regulating her breathing, and the one or two tears that welled up in her closed eyes might have told Kakashi that she didn't want to swallow so deeply again, but against all caution and reason, he was thrilled when she ran the tip of her tongue along the underside of his shaft and opened her eyes a crack when she reached the tip. Kakashi's cock twitched at this sight. Sakura definitely knew how to look at a man to turn him on.
He became greedy. He followed her invitation and sank back into her throat, again her whole body moved, but this time she was prepared for his size and took him in much better than before. Kakashi began to move, clawing more firmly into her hair roots, supporting himself with his other hand on the bed frame and literally fucking her pretty, willing face. When he had pulled out of her far enough, he felt short breaths on his skin. She was doing well, really goddamn well.
No one had ever managed to swallow all of him, so he wanted to see if she could. He stopped ramming into her. „Take a deep breath," he said, and from the way her eyebrows were raised at the front, he could tell that she knew what he was planning. Under his hip, her lungs filled with oxygen. He now held her head with both hands and pushed himself ever deeper into her mouth. At some point he met with natural resistance, thrust forward and squeezed into her esophagus. Her gag reflex twitched at his glans and that was exactly what he had been waiting for. One last thrust and her lips touched his groin. She had done it. 100 fucking percent. For Kakashi, it was too much. The twitching, the heat and the tightness of her throat. His fingers pressed into her skull, he groaned loudly and long and poured into her.
Sakura writhed again and it took a few seconds before Kakashi realized that he had to let go of her. He pulled out of her. A surge of cum and saliva followed as Sakura coughed, tried to breathe, coughed again and finally laid her head back. Her face was wet with all kinds of bodily fluids, some of them his, but mostly hers: tears on her cheeks, snot under her nose, spit on her chin and sweat everywhere. Her pretty features glistened in the light of the bedside lamp and Kakashi gently stroked her reddened and trembling lips. „You did well, little cherry blossom."
Sakura blinked, briefly rolled her eyes in their sockets and then snorted a laugh.
„Tell me what you're thinking."
She took a deep breath, licked her teeth and said quietly, „I can't think yet, I think you fucked up my brain."
Kakashi laughed roughly. He shoved his sperm together on her chin and pushed it back into her mouth where it belonged. Sakura closed her mouth around his thumb, sucking it clean and biting into it lightly. Kakashi immediately pulled it out and slapped her cheek with the flat of his hand. Her head jerked to the side. „I'm the one who's hurting you, not you me. You'll be punished for that."
He took the belt, which was lying almost forgotten next to the pillow, wrapped a loop and whipped it across her right upper arm. „Do you understand why I'm doing this?" Sakura gasped, pressed her lips together and nodded. Another blow to the left upper arm. „You've been naughty, Sakura-chan." A third blow, again to the right arm. „You've been a bad girl, and bad girls deserve to be punished." He put the belt aside again. „But I can see that you still enjoy the beating too much." He slid down a little on his knees so that he could bend down and take her right nipple into his mouth. Sweet, little apples with sweet, pink cores. He sucked on it, eliciting a squeaking moan from Sakura. Then he scraped his incisors across the nipple, making her squeak louder. Then he bit down and she screamed. Her legs flailed briefly through the air, but then she stood back up on the mattress and Kakashi could literally see her toes digging into the sheets.
He let out a chortling sound on purpose as he pulled away from her breast. His tongue tip once again gently caressed the hard bud, which was no longer pink but red. With a low growl, he straightened up, took his hands from the bed where he had been propped up and ran them from her waist along her sides, over her breasts and shoulders up to her neck, where he briefly squeezed her throat. Sakura gasped, looked at him lasciviously, almost lovingly. However, she closed her eyes in pain as Kakashi's hands made their way back down her body, claws extended. His fingernails drew ten long, uninterrupted lines of varying intensity across her tender skin, which was covered in goose bumps. When he reached her waist again, he slapped her with both hands and she winced in pain.
„How badly do you want me to fuck you?"
Sakura's eyelids fluttered. She moistened her lips and half-moaned, „I want it so badly, damn it..."
„How hard do you want me to fuck you?"
„I-I want... I want everything to hurt."
„Everything?"
„Everything... I want your huge dick inside me, as deep and as hard as it can go."
Kakashi grinned at the words. Hell, yes, it turned him on when she said it like that. He climbed off her and stood on the carpet. A thought briefly flashed through his mind that he found it disgusting to stand on dirty ground without appropriate shoes, but right now his greed was greater than his obsession with order. His slippers were on the other side of the bed and he already had the germs on his feet anyway, so what the fuck. He took off his pants, shorts and socks so that he wouldn't have any more annoying fabric on his legs and said, „Come here and turn around."
Sakura clumsily forced herself onto her knees and crawled to him.
„Turn around, I said," Kakashi growled, giving Sakura a light slap in the face for her disobedience. Just as clumsily, because she could only lean on her elbows, she turned around 180 degrees, so that now she could only see the wall or the bed linen at most, and Kakashi had a clear view of her entire intimate area. „Spread your legs." Sakura pushed her knees further apart. A delicate, moist trail on her rosette told Kakashi that his deep throat had made her very hot. He stroked her through the labia, collected more of her secretions and used it provisionally as a lubricant to first only stick his index finger into her anus. Sakura moaned loudly into the rumpled bedspread.
Was her ass still a virgin? This thought excited Kakashi and he began to rub his semi-erect penis while he inserted a second finger. Her moans became deeper and when he added the ring finger to the other two, she could only make choppy sounds. Kakashi spat on her entrance and now moved his fingers in and out. Normally, he abhorred anal sex without the certainty of a thorough cleaning, but he suspected that Sakura had not brought an intimate shower by chance, and their small bathroom did not have a bidet either, so he had to either trust her general hygiene or accept certain residues, because he certainly did not want to miss the opportunity to deflower her sweet little butt.
Kakashi stopped masturbating to the sight of his handiwork and added the left thumb to the three fingers, but only to pull her rosette further apart. „Haaaa... fuck..," Sakura gasped in agony, earning herself a heavy slap on the buttock, which wobbled wildly and reddened. „No talking." He continued to stretch her, replacing his three fingers with the thumb of the same hand, spitting again and finally pushing his twitching cock into the aperture he had created. Sakura's moans were muffled by the sheets and her whole body shook as soon as Kakashi began to move his hips. He pulled his thumbs out of her so that her sphincter could fully enclose his hard shaft, roughly grabbed her cheeks and spread them to see how her ass received his cock. He couldn't help but moan at the sight and the feeling. „Haah.. Do you feel that?"
Sakura's hair swirled through the air as she nodded.
„Do you like that?" Kakashi gasped, digging his fingernails deep into her flesh.
Her shoulder blades protruded and she briefly arched her back as if she wanted to resist against her opinion, but then nodded again. Every sound that escaped her ravaged throat would have been enough of an answer for him anyway. He thrust harder. „Tell me what you like about it..." Sweat formed on his forehead and he saw how his fingernails not only left welts, but also scratched her wet skin. Just one word from her and he would..
„H-he.. is... It...," Sakura could only manage to say between all her moans, then she screamed monosyllabically, „HEISSOFUCKINGHUGE!"
That was what Kakashi had been missing. A confirmation of how huge his dick was, how much it filled her. His movements became even faster, even harder. He clawed at her buttocks, thrust once, twice, thrice and came. He stopped immediately and pulled out of her. The stretching allowed him to see into her rectum, where his sperm gradually seeped into the depths, disappearing somewhere inside her. He let go of her, slapped her bloody buttock and made her whimper. Her legs wanted to give in to their exhaustion, but Kakashi held her hips up. „I'm not done with you yet."
A horrified pause crept into Sakura's already irregular breathing at these words.
Kakashi leaned half-way over the bed, took the belt, wrapped another loop and stood behind Sakura's kneeling and trembling shape again. „I have the impression that you have enjoyed all of this a little too much so far, Sakura-chan." He let the leather snap against her lower back. Sakura groaned in agony. „I'm afraid you've forgotten why we're doing this." Another blow, another whimper. „You followed me tonight, spied on me, stuck your nose in my business." The third lash hit her side and she flinched away. Kakashi straightened her body again. „You will never do that again. My life is my concern, not yours." Two short, quick lashes made Sakura scream. „That is the reason for your punishment. I hope you've learned your lesson now." A sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth time the belt whipped across her irritated skin, drawing more welts lengthwise, crosswise and diagonally across her spine.
Sakura's crying spurred Kakashi on. He penetrated her, now in her extremely wet and extremely tight pussy. Each purposeful thrust came with a thud and was answered with a groan, a whimper or simply a silent gasp. After minutes of creating a work of modern art on her back, he threw the belt aside and concentrated more on fucking than on whipping. In some places, distinct bruises were visible on all the redness, and although Kakashi liked to see his partners and himself bleed, it would take many hundreds of lashes before her skin gave way, and by then he would have caused far worse damage to her. After all, he must not forget that Sakura should still be alive after this act. So he dug his fingers into her bruised hips and his cock into her as far as it would go, which made her scream again. „K… Ka—Kakashi….. It.. It feels so…"
"You talk," Kakashi growled. Without stopping his movements, he reached for the belt, wrapped it around Sakura's neck from behind and pulled her head back forcefully, causing her to arch her back and he slipped out of her. With his left hand, he held the noose tight, with his right he lifted her hips a little and thrust into her while slapping her ass. She whimpered in agony against the leather. Kakashi propped his knees on the edge of the bed, leaned close to her ear and whispered, "But I liked it. Say my name."
Sakura could only manage a croak.
"Say my name!" Kakashi repeated, this time with considerably more authority in his voice, tightening his grip on her tether and at the same time slamming his pelvis hard against hers, so that the sound of wet skin slapping together echoed loudly in the room. "Do it, my little cherry blossom. Say.. my... name..."
At first, Sakura just groaned heavily, but then at some point a whimpering "Ka.. Kakashi..." crept into her sounds and made Kakashi's cock twitch inside her. "Yes, ah," he breathed, pulling the belt a little tighter, kissing her neck, where strands of hair were stuck in her sweat, and biting her sweet skin so hard that she bled noticeably. An excited cry escaped her constricted throat as he dug his teeth deeper into her flesh and sucked on the wound. He couldn't help himself and moaned. She... Her flavor was... She tasted so... Her blood... Her sweet, delicate blood... His senses sharpened, surrendering to the feeling of euphoria that boiled inside him, driving him insane. He heard her fragile voice, her labored breathing, her racing heartbeat, the smacking of their fervent bodies as he penetrated her again and again. He felt her heat, her sparkling sweat, her lower body closing tightly around him, again and again. And he smelled her. He smelled her blood, tasted it, loved it.
He grabbed her right breast from behind, which bounced frantically with his thrusts, squeezed her nipple between his fingers and massaged this wonderfully soft tissue. His fingernails scratched across her skin and for a moment he forgot everything. His head was buzzing with ecstasy. He pulled his teeth out of her, ran the tip of his tongue along the moist grooves, devouring her.
A hunger took hold of him. He let go of the belt and Sakura took a relieved gurgling breath, but Kakashi didn't give her much time to respire. He used his now free hand to turn her head and kiss her. It was an intimate touch of passion, desire. Her blood mixed with her saliva, which tasted just as flowery. She squealed softly, her arms trembled and collapsed.
Before her upper body hit the mattress, Kakashi had caught her and pulled her up to him, now holding her upright by her breasts with both hands and kissing her incessantly. Her bound hands found their way into his wet hair, where they dug into his scalp and clearly demanded more. He played with her tongue, her trembling lips, felt her breath on his cheek. Slowly, his right hand left her previously maltreated nipple and slid down her wet belly between her widely spread thighs. There, his fingers quickly found what they were looking for, encircling the swollen clitoris and moving.
Sakura jerked, moaned, broke free of Kakashi and screamed as she pulled away from him – well, she tried to, because he grabbed her by the throat, squeezing his fingers around the object of his desire as tightly as the others and smothering her excited scream. She clenched her teeth, whimpered and once again tightened around his shaft, which had not stopped thrusting into her for a second. Burning secretion splashed onto his fingers, legs and hips and it was these drops, which hit his heated skin together with her beads of sweat, that did him in. He rested his left hand on the mattress, loosened his grip on her neck with his right hand only slightly and pressed his face into her neck. He breathed in everything she had to give, enjoyed the last thrusts, her sounds, her body, until his head was flooded by his orgasm for the fifth time that evening and he pumped his sperm deep into her. His pelvis jerked forward, everything about him trembled and he felt every fiber of his body cheering and dancing.
„Fuuuck…" was all that could leave Kakashi's mouth except for panting. He blew a kiss against Sakura's back of the head and opened his eyes sluggishly. He could only perceive her dripping wet hair in front of him in a blur. His vision hardly cleared, although he blinked several times. He had never experienced such an intense climax before – and that was saying something, after all, he had died with one. Slowly, he pulled out of her, let go of her throat and collapsed exhausted on her scorching, sweating and vibrating body. Sakura's legs bent to the side and he fell half behind her, burying their passion under him. Gradually, the numbness in his head subsided and their heavy breathing mingled with his. He bit, this time without going too deep, excited and weakened at the same time, into her damp shoulder, but she didn't even react to that. He timidly licked over the marks he had left on her skin. „You didn't use your safe word."
Sakura merely uttered a strained sound.
„Did you forget or didn't you want to use it?"
„Th-the latter," she gasped, completely exhausted, and a shiver ran through her body.
Kakashi laughed darkly. „I'm pleased to hear that." He kissed the spot he had bitten and rolled over onto his back to take a few deep breaths.
„Sen... Sensei..?" Sakura asked.
„Yes?"
He heard Sakura's wheezing breath and when she didn't say anything after an uncomfortably long silence, Kakashi sat up and leaned over her. „What is it, Sakura-chan?"
Her eyes were only half open and drool was running out of her mouth, probably because she couldn't swallow anymore or simply didn't realize that she had to do it in between. If her chest hadn't risen, albeit at irregular intervals, and if Kakashi hadn't heard her pulse racing in her veins, she could easily have been declared dead. She lowered her eyelids completely, closed her mouth, smacked her lips a few times and then whispered barely audibly, „I... I love you."
Kakashi sighed silently and stroked her reddened upper arm – although he could hardly explain why the outside was also reddened, since he had only hit her on the inside. She trembled at his touch. „Sakura-chan, that's just your over-excited feelings. These thoughts often come after sex."
Sakura shook her head slightly and buried her face in the damp bedclothes, so that her voice sounded muffled when she said, „No... I've felt this for a long time, a very long time. I've been in love with you since you decided to be my mentor, since the first day. And with each passing day, the feelings have only grown stronger. I love you, Kakashi, truly and honestly and sincerely."
With his eyes closed, Kakashi let himself fall back onto his back and put his hands to his sweaty face. Why did she have to make this so damn complicated?! She was in her early twenties, for God's sake. It was hormones, nothing more. His cock was just too good, there was no other way. Love.. Tsk. Avoiding such unnecessary declarations of love was, as Kakashi now realized, a great advantage when his sexual partners were no longer alive after the act. With their death, he didn't have to worry about how to move on and whether they could have a future together or not. They were simply dead, had fulfilled their purpose and given him everything he needed and wanted from them. Now he had to deal with Sakura and her feelings. Terrific.
He took his hands away from his face and only realized subliminally that the silence after her confession had probably lasted far too long for any normal person who was not so emotionally detached. „Sakura... This was a one-time thing between us. If I have awakened any hopes in you, I am sorry. That was not my intention. I don't want to break your heart, and forgive me if I do, but I don't love you. My heart belongs to another woman and that will always be the case, I can't and won't change that. If it makes you feel better, we can end our collaboration after this client. I don't want your performance to suffer just because we have a relationship that goes beyond that of mentor and protégé. I would fully understand if you were no longer able to work with me in the future."
„No..." Sakura said suddenly. Her voice sounded pitiful and pathetic. „You are the only person from whom I can learn everything. It will hurt, I know that, but I want to remain your student, even if you never want to go further or repeat this. It's okay for me."
Somewhere in Kakashi, an empathic branch that he had long believed lost made itself known. „Is it?"
Sakura was silent, obviously struggling with her thoughts, feelings and words, and finally said, „No, but I hope that it will be someday."
„I hope so for you too." Kakashi sat up fully. „I have to touch you again to release you from your bonds." Reluctantly, Sakura raised her arms, which were still tied at the wrists. Kakashi unknotted the tie and glanced at her face, which she kept turned away from him. Silent tears rolled down her nose and dripped onto the already soaked sheets.
„Sakura-chan..." Kakashi said quietly and made a move to wipe away her tears, but she jerked back, stood up abruptly and walked to the bathroom with unsteady knees, as if she were completely drunk. „I'm going to take a shower. Every single one of my holes smells like your cum, so..." She said it with a laugh, but she didn't look at Kakashi. She groped her way along the wall and let the bathroom door click shut. What a fucking mess.