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Sakura was glad that they were finally getting some much-deserved rest. They had been travelling all day and he had pushed her to move at a much faster pace than she was used to. For him, the speed came naturally due to his experience and abilities. But Sakura had struggled to keep up with him, not wanting to slow him down or be reprimanded by him for not being more capable.
They were travelling to one of the border towns of the Land of Fire. The mission involved the assassination of a high-ranking official who had been caught trying to sell information about the Land of Fire. They were supposed to kill off the man before he could make his deal and retrieve everything he had. It was a mission that required stealth and thus, a small team.
Kakashi Hatake being part of that team made a lot of sense. Somehow, things had taken a turn for the worse after the Fourth Shinobi War. The sudden depletion in the number of ninjas across the land had meant a rise in crime. And the old teams had to be broken down due to the lack of personnel.
Which is how Sakura found herself on the same team as Kakashi, time and again. She was glad it was him and not Naruto or Sasuke. Even though she loved the both of them, she didn't really want any more missions with them. Their presence was a bitter reminder that she could never catch up to them. She'd never be their equal in power. During the war, she had left behind her master and achieved so much. She had defeated monsters and an ethereal being. Someone much stronger than even the god of Shinobi. But still, she was nothing compared to her team. She was still running behind her team. Even Kakashi. No matter how much she ran, they always seemed to be a few steps ahead of her.
And it fucking sucked.
At least Kakashi wasn't as overpowered as Naruto or Sasuke. It was strange, but during the war he had treated her as his equal. He had saved her life on multiple occasions when Naruto or Sasuke had simply forgotten about her. He had stepped up for her and stayed behind for her.
It was all really strange but she had started looking at him in a different light then. She had always been obsessed with Sasuke. She had built this image of him in her head. But during the war Sasuke repeatedly broke her trust. And when he put her in that genjutsu before going off to fight Naruto, that had been the last straw for her.
But they had made peace now. And Sakura was fine with that. She didn't want any more to do with him. She had felt sadness when he left the village but it had soon evaporated.
She had found that she had better things to do with her time. Like focusing on her own capabilities and growing as a ninja on her own terms. And that meant taking as many high ranking missions as she could. Unfortunately, or fortunately, most of these missions involved the best that the Leaf had to offer. And Kakashi was definitely one of the best.
He wasn’t even supposed to take any missions as he was being groomed to become the Hokage. But he always seemed in a hurry to get away and join the action.
Not that Sakura was complaining.
He was, after all, great company.
It had happened all of a sudden and Sakura had still been unable to wrap her head around it. She couldn't remember when it started but Sakura found him completely irresistible now. It was hard to keep her brain functioning around him. He had saved Sakura’s life so many times now. But that wasn't it. His presence had always been so comforting that Sakura found herself sharing more and more of herself with him. Then suddenly, he became the one that Sakura wanted to share all her thoughts with.
Not to mention he had always been that charming, hot ninja that everyone always drooled over. When she had that idiotic I'm obsessed with sasuke mask on her she hadn't ever thought about him. And he'd been too fucking old then. But now she was twenty and his thirty four didn't seem that far away.
She was pretty sure he had a gorgeous face hiding under that mask. The memory of how they had tried to unmask him sent her in a fit of giggles every time she thought about it. She might never get to see it but Sakura could definitely imagine it. She could see the outline of his jaw, imagine how perfect his lips might be… And his hair. She just wanted to run her hands through it. Grab it tight as she made out with him…
Oh. Oh no. Sakura shifted uncomfortably in her sleeping bag as her thoughts ran amok. She peeked at him and found him softly snoring, snuggled in the sleeping bag and looking like an adorable puppy. He hadn’t even taken his hitae-te off. What an incredibly frustrating and beautiful man. She could barely make out his features as the only light in the zipped-up tent was from the moon outside.
Sakura couldn’t stop the barrage of thoughts that overcame her as she stared at him. The way his muscles would move as he fought enemies. The way his face transformed from lazy and careless to sharp and focused in an instant. His deep voice that seemed to reverberate within her if he ever stood too close. Sakura had fantasized about it all, too many times. She saved up the memories from her missions for when she was back home and alone in her bed. Oh, the things she would like to do to him. And the things she would like him to do to her.
She bit back a soft groan as she felt her arousal hit her with full force. This wasn’t the time for fantasizing. But try as she may, she couldn’t shove away those thoughts and go to sleep. She tossed and turned for a while before giving up and just staring at the sky in dismay.
His beautiful head of silver hair nestled between her legs. His strong hands gripping her waist. His mouth leaving a trail of kisses along her neck. The images were flashing continuously as the subject of her fantasies lay a few feet away from her, blissfully unaware. Sakura was about to make a bad decision. She was too aroused to care now. She closed her eyes and quietly slipped her hands inside her panties. She was delighted and slightly embarrassed to find herself already wet.
She pursed her lips tightly, biting down so that she would not lose her senses completely. Her chest heaved in pleasure and anticipation as her hands roamed around the wet heat between her legs. Sakura had to muffle down a moan as she rubbed maddening circles around her clit, trying to make the pleasure last. Her hips rocked against her palm in careless abandon. She was so aroused; she didn’t even care that she might wake him up.
The other sleeping bag in the tent shifted with a soft rustle as Kakashi turned around to see what the fuss was about. He threw his covers off and turned towards her only to find her precariously positioned inside the sleeping bag. He propped himself up on his elbow and craned his neck to get a better view.
Was she… touching herself?
Sakura was still hidden under the covers but her gyrating hips and eager hands gave her away. She was trying her best to muffle her moans, but a couple slipped past her lips. The only part of her not under the covers was her face, which was scrunched up in either agony or pleasure. Her breathing started getting erratic, signalling to him that she was close. Very close. Which was the perfect moment to interrupt her.
“Do you want me to help you with that?”
Sakura’s entire body jerked in surprise and she fell still. She stopped breathing but he could hear her heart beating like a drum. Her eyes were still tightly shut but fear was written all over her face. For a moment there was only stunned silence and Sakura thought she had just imagined the words. She shook her head slightly and started breathing softly again. Though her hands had stilled in their motion.
“I asked, do you want me to help you with that?” The question came again to Sakura’s dismay and this time she couldn’t do anything to still her heart’s pounding. She pulled her hand out of her panties and tried to relax. She was just going to pretend nothing was happening and maybe he would be kind enough to let her do that.
But he had no intentions of doing that. She hadn’t been shy when she thought he was sleeping, and she had slid her hands into her panties and started playing with herself. He was barely a foot away from her and she was touching herself with abandon. And she wasn’t being quiet about it either. She had to be aware he wasn’t a heavy sleeper, being such an elite shinobi. And if she was still touching herself like this in front of him, he wondered if she was trying to put on a show for him. So, he definitely had no intentions of letting this go.
The silence had stretched too long now. Sakura still had her eyes tightly shut. The wetness on her hand was getting sticky as it dried. She knew he was staring at her and it felt unnerving. Her cheeks reddened with a deep blush and she wished the earth would open up and swallow her this very minute.
His gaze felt like a dagger and she had to open her eyes and look at him. His mask was still covering the lower half of his face, but he had removed his hitae-ate. His beautiful, unkempt silver hair was falling all around his stupidly gorgeous head. She had never seen his face, but she knew he was goddamned perfect. She just knew. And he was smirking. Oh god, he knew exactly what she was up to. She just hoped he’d accept her lie and let it go.
“Help me with what?” she stuttered as she looked into his mischievous eyes.
When he answered her, she knew she was in deep trouble. “You should know that I’m not a very heavy sleeper. I was trying hard to drift to dreamland when all those soft moans of yours caught my attention. And even before that, I could smell you.”
Her eyes widened in shock and her cheeks grew a darker shade of red. She blinked rapidly, hoping that she hadn’t really heard what she’d heard. He said he could smell her. Did he mean his sensitive nose could pick up her arousal? The thought sent a faint shiver down her spine. She couldn’t breathe and she couldn’t speak. She stared at him in embarrassment as he smirked back.
“Either you think I’m a fool of a shinobi who sleeps like the dead. Or you just don’t care about who is around you when you are chasing your own pleasure. Or was it that you were putting on a show for me?”
Heat rushed to her face and between her legs at his words. She threw back her head and buried her face in her hands, letting out a loud groan.
“I really thought you were sleeping. You were snoring so loudly.” Her voice came out muffled from behind her hands.
Kakashi chuckled. “I might have dozed off for a moment. But then I woke up to such a delightful view. It seemed a crime to ignore it and go back to sleep.” As he spoke, he shifted closer to Sakura, bringing the heat of his body next to her now shivering one.
Was this really happening? She wanted to scream in delight but it all felt too good to be true.
She removed her hands from her face and looked up to find him now inches away from her. She found herself breathless and speechless as she stared into his deep gray eyes. This was what she had always fantasized about. In fact, it’s what she was imagining a few moments ago. But now that he was this close to her, all her thoughts had abandoned her.
“I’ve really gotten used to your smell now,” he said as he leaned close to her neck and inhaled deeply. “I can smell it on you whenever you’re standing close to me. Or when we’re on missions, sharing a tent like this. At first, I thought it strange. And I still had my doubts until today.”
She looked up at him dreamily, licking her lips before parting them to release a shuddering moan. She couldn’t believe that he was actually teasing her. Or that he had called her beautiful. Of course, Sakura knew she was beautiful, but she didn’t think he had ever paid attention to her. She was mortified that he had caught her like this. Even more that he could actually smell her arousal. She had never had a crush on someone for so long. And she couldn’t believe that he wanted her back. Kakashi had featured in many fantasies of hers. He’d taken her every way that was possible in those fantasies. Sometimes she imagined how his face looked like, but it never deterred her from thinking about him whenever she touched herself.
“Sakura.” He uttered her name in a soft command, forcing her to refocus her glazed eyes. She looked at him and before she could change her mind she leaned forward and kissed him through his mask. A quick peck where she hoped his lips were. And that was enough to make her heart thump madly again.
He looked amused when she pulled back. “There’s no need to do it through the mask,” he chuckled. He brought his fingers up to the edge of his mask and pulled it down. His movements were smooth and quick, but to Sakura it felt like he was taking an eternity.
When at last his mask was bunched under his chin and his face was fully revealed, Sakura stopped breathing. Her brain seemed to abandon all thought as she gazed at his beautiful face. Oh god, he was even more gorgeous than she could have ever imagined. His high cheekbones sloped into a smooth, well-defined jaw. The scar on his left eye ran deep but it made him look so much hotter. There was a small beauty mark beneath his perfect, pink lips. And he was smiling. His smile was so beautiful, Sakura had a fleeting thought about how it should be a crime that he covered it.
“That impressed, huh?” He chuckled. Sakura blushed again but this time she couldn’t help but return his smile.
“You’re so pretty, sensei. Why would you ever cover a face so fucking beautiful?” She found that her tongue had started to work again.
“Nobody would take a ninja with a face as pretty as mine seriously.” She giggled as he faked a grimace. Her fingers cupped his face and she rubbed her thumb against his lips. “Fuck,” she whispered as she closed her eyes to gather courage for what she was about to say next.
“Kiss me please.”
She thanked her stars that he complied.
He leaned forward to cup her face in his free hand and his long fingers weaved through her hair. He rubbed his thumb against her jaw as he looked into her eyes, probing for any doubts. When he saw none, he leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on her lips. And another. And another. He left soft kisses on the corners of her mouth, her upturned chin, her soft jaw before returning to her lips and planting a deep, firm kiss on them. When Sakura gasped, slightly out of breath, she felt his tongue slip through her lips and into her mouth. He licked her lower lip before pulling it between his own and sucking on it. He then repeated the motion on her upper lip, which gave her the chance to draw his lips into her mouth. He groaned and thrust his tongue into her waiting mouth, licking it all up hungrily. His grip on her hair tightened as he pushed her onto her back. In a flurry of movements that she couldn’t process, he was on top of her, his right hand snaking on her hips and pulling her thighs apart to make room for himself. He slung one of her legs on his back and pushed his body against her and she moaned in his mouth. He took it as an opportunity to push his tongue deeper into her mouth and plunder her. Her lungs were aching for breath when he pulled his head away.
She was looking up at him dreamily, her hands clutching his shoulders tightly as he braced himself above her, trying not to crush her with his weight. Her lips looked slightly swollen from his persistent kisses which made him lean down and capture her full lower lip between his teeth. His bit down and heard her moan in pleasure as he started to suck on it softly. He couldn’t resist kissing her deeply once again before finally pulling back.
“Fuck me,” she whispered softly as her eyes fluttered close. “That was so much better than all my fantasies.”
He chuckled at her words. Leaning down to kiss her neck, he mumbled, “Fantasies, hmm? Not just the one?” She moaned and arched her neck as he continued to feather kisses along it, licking and nipping occasionally.
“Mm. All of them. So much better than all of them,” she murmured as he kissed her collarbone. He licked the hollow of her neck and when she moaned in response, he bit down on her collarbone. She shivered in delight as he licked the aggressive bite mark and suckled on it to make it better.
He raised his head to look at her lust filled eyes. “I wonder what those fantasies are about,” he whispered darkly, his eyes full of mirth and lust. She looked at him and the shyness returned, a blush creeping on to her cheeks again.
“If you don’t tell me, I’ll have to do my own guesswork,” he looked at her cheerfully. “Let’s start with what this was about.” He took her right hand and brought it up to his face. He inhaled the scent still lingering on it from her furious masturbating session earlier. “Mm,” he remarked as he drew her middle finger in his mouth and sucked on it. He licked it clean and then proceeded to the next one as Sakura watched him breathlessly. “I didn’t want to interrupt you,” he said when he was done licking it all off. “But I was quite offended that you were shameless enough to touch yourself in front of me like that. I don’t like being left out. And I definitely don’t like it when someone makes me feel like a voyeur.”
His words brought Sakura out of her aroused trance and she buried her face in her hands with a groan. Just what had she been thinking? Stupid, stupid, horny Sakura.
“Ugh. I was just… I couldn’t sleep and then looking at you being so sexy all day had me so horny that I just couldn’t. I really thought you were sleeping. You were snoring so loudly,” she spoke from behind her hands. When he said nothing, she took her hands away from her face and looked at him.
He was smirking at her. And that pissed her off. “What would you rather have me do then? Proposition you? Oh, sensei, I find you so sexy, will you please fuck me?” She uttered the last sentence in a mocking tone and stuck out her tongue at him.
His response was as infuriating as before. He chuckled and sat up between her legs, taking in the pretty picture she was in the moment. Aroused, blushing angrily, and still slightly out of breath. “I wouldn’t mind if you asked that of me.”
His voice dropped an octave as he said that and Sakura’s body responded against her will. Her anger and shame vanished, lust taking over her thoughts. She fisted her hands in his flak jacket, which he wore to bed like an idiot, and pulled him closer to her. As calmly as she could with her heart fluttering madly, she uttered her request again, sincerely this time. “Sensei. Will you please fuck me?”
“You didn’t say the sexy part,” he replied with a pout and Sakura felt like smacking him over his gorgeous head. But before she could utter a word, he had descended on her lips again, kissing her thoroughly. She fisted her hands in his hair and pulled him closer roughly. She wanted more of him and she was going to take it.
He moaned in her mouth and grabbed her hair, tilting her head so he could kiss her even more deeply. His other hand snaked under her shirt, soft fingers absently stroking her waist before they travelled up. His hand was splayed just beneath her breasts, grabbing her with bruising pressure as he sucked her tongue into his mouth. He abruptly broke free of the kiss and looked at her hungrily. She moaned as he took his heat away but was delighted when she saw the ferocious look in his eyes.
“You’re wearing too many clothes,” he said huskily before he took her shirt and pulled it off of her in one smooth motion. As his eyes roamed over her semi-naked torso, she felt another blush creeping on her face and tried to cover her full breasts with her arms. But he was having none of it. He grabbed both her wrists in his left hand and pinned them over her head. She moaned and arched her back, instinctively offering herself to him. With his other hand he pulled down the bra, revealing her right breast. It fell into his waiting hand, full, pliant, and soft. He cupped it gently but when she shivered in response, his fingers dug into the soft flesh, kneading it mercilessly. He leaned down and captured her already erect nipple in his sharp teeth. He tugged at it and bit down softly. She moaned again and pushed her body against him, forcing him to take more of her in his mouth.
He complied and closed his lips on the rosy bud, sucking at it delightfully. His other hand let go of her wrists and descended on her neglected breast. He pulled the bra down and started kneading the breast softly, pinching the nipple harshly between his thumb and forefinger. Sakura moaned loudly and grabbed his hair, trying to push his mouth further onto her. He opened his mouth eagerly and took in as much as he could of her full, heaving breasts. His mouth withdrew suddenly but she found it latched onto her left breast within moments. He was now kneading the breast he had licked and nipped and suckled so fervently earlier. Sakura’s grip on his hair tightened as he bit down on her left nipple only to suck on it softly. He spread her legs and hooked them behind his back, moaning as he continued his assault on her breasts. It was driving Sakura crazy that he had her so aroused by just paying a little attention to her tits.
Sakura tightened her legs around him and gyrated her hips against his as she moaned. “Sensei, please…” the words fell out of her lips before she could stop them. She didn’t even know what she was asking for. But he did. He raised his head and kissed her softly, eliciting another needy moan from her. His hands slipped under her and unhooked her bra. He let his hands roam softly along her waist, making her shudder softly as he continued kissing her. Sakura found herself raising her hips when she felt him pulling off her trousers. He pulled her panties off along with them and Sakura found herself frozen all of a sudden.
She was completely naked, and he was staring at her with a dark look in his eyes. He was still fully clothed and Sakura felt so vulnerable. He seemed so lost in appreciating her that an unrestrained “fuck” left his mouth. His uninhibited appreciation of her dissolved Sakura’s doubts and she relaxed. She gave him a coy smile and unzipped his jacket, shoving it off of him roughly. He helped her take off his jonin shirt and the undershirt attached to his mask. There was a soft smattering of silver hair on his chest and a very enticing trail ran through the sharp lines of his abs. Sakura hissed as she took in the sight of his body, his muscles rippling with power, and couldn’t help it when her pussy throbbed with desire. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him down for another kiss. He came easily, letting her dominate his mouth as he pushed his naked torso against her.
Sakura hooked her toes in the waistband of his trousers and pulled it all off. He broke away from the kiss to look at her incredulously. “That’s interesting. You’re that flexible, huh.” Sakura blushed red at his words but he seemed only appreciative of the fact, pulling his trousers off all the way and throwing it on the pile of clothes next to them. He was now leaving a trail of hungry kisses along her body. He was biting and nipping, sucking her soft, smooth skin. Sakura arched her back and looked up at the ceiling, and for a second she refused to believe that this was all real. If she had known he liked her and all it would take for him to pounce on her was knowing that she was masturbating in front of her, she would have done it sooner. Much sooner.
She found his beautiful face breaking her train of thought. There was a soft look in his eyes as he kissed the corner of her mouth softly. “Tell me, Sakura. Have you done this before?” Sakura was lost by his question. Did he mean to ask if she’d ever have sex? Or did he mean if she’d had random, no strings attached sex before? Either way, the answer was yes, so she nodded. “And are you sure about this?” Sakura nodded again, getting a bit frustrated because he hadn’t really touched her pussy yet.
“If you change your mind you just have to let me know,” he whispered and kissed her cheek softly.
“Gods, Kakashi, will you just fuck me?” Sakura groaned in frustration. Kakashi chuckled at her impatience and gently thrust against her mound as he buried his face in her neck. Sakura gripped his shoulders, hoping that he would finally put his cock inside her. But he had other plans.
All of a sudden, he was pulling her hands away from him and brought them over her head. He brought her wrists together and before she knew it, her hands were tied up. “That should teach you to be a little less impatient," he murmured as he nuzzled her neck. Sakura felt like her brain was going to short circuit. This was definitely better than her fantasies. She was just going to shut up and let him do whatever he wanted. Maybe give him a little input if he needed. Otherwise, not a word.
He was parting her thighs with his strong hands. His hands were rough, but his touch was soft and Sakura arched into it. And was next to her thighs, looking at her pussy as it throbbed and pulsed. There was a grin on his face, and he winked at Sakura as she stared at him, waiting for him to say something or do something. He dove in without a warning, his tongue licking her entire slit in one go. His tongue was circling her entrance and she quivered at his ministrations. Sakura couldn’t stop herself and her bound hands gripped his hair as he licked and sucked her clit. Her hips began to buck against his face of their own accord.
He pushed her down with one hand and inserted one long finger in her pussy as he kept licking circles around her clit. Sakura moaned loudly at the pleasure, feeling like she would fall apart. He took his time, pushing his finger in and out slowly as he kept licking and sucking languidly. He inserted a second finger when Sakura bucked her hips with urgency and increased his pace. She felt like she was going to fall apart any second now. And then his mouth was gone and Sakura huffed in displeasure. But his fingers rubbed against her g-spot at that moment and she found that she didn’t want to complain.
“Tell me, Sakura. What were you thinking of when you were touching yourself in front of me?” he whispered darkly in her ear. He had once again placed her arms over her head. Sakura closed her eyes and tried to regulate her breathing, unable to speak yet. “Were you imagining something like this?” he bit down on her earlobe and pulled it in his mouth to suck.
Sakura slowly opened her eyes to look at him. He was still thrusting his fingers inside her, his thumb rubbing circles around her clit. His pace refused to waver even as she moaned and bucked her hips. He bit down on her neck when she didn’t answer immediately.
“Yes,” she whispered, humiliated and aroused beyond reason as he kept staring at her with his hooded, grey eyes. Her soft skin was painted with a rosy blush, her pink hair spread around her like a halo and her green eyes sheened over with desire. Her tits rose and fell with every breath she took, the nipples almost painfully erect due to his earlier attentions. She looked so beautiful that Kakashi just wanted to devour her in that moment.
“I was imagining that you have me bent over on all fours. And you’re fucking me. Hard,” she moaned as his fingers found her g-spot again. “So hard,” she moaned again, he had added another finger. “Is that what you wanted to know, Sensei?” she smirked at him. His face was blank as he saw her challenging stare and then suddenly, he was kissing her hard. He bit her lips and left her breathless when he pulled away. His fingers were now rapidly moving in and out of her pussy.
“Come for me,” he commanded. And Sakura couldn’t stop herself even if she wanted to. Her orgasm hit her all of a sudden and she screamed. Kakashi looked at her face convulsed in pleasure and felt her pussy clench around his fingers and suddenly he couldn’t wait any longer. He had to fuck her now.
He pulled out his fingers as she rode her high and stroked his cock, once, twice, before aligning it with her quivering pussy. He buried himself to the hilt in one go. He set up a fast, punishing pace, gritting his teeth and pushing through the resistance of her tightening walls. He was controlling himself as he felt her pussy clench and tighten around him. Sakura felt like she was falling apart as his thrusts prolonged her orgasm and the pleasure rushed over her, wave after continuous wave.
She felt her walls stretching and adjusting to his large size as she finally came down from her high. His pace had slowed down and now he was thrusting in long, deep strokes. Sakura opened her eyes to look at him and he had a look of concentration on his face, his jaw clenched tightly, and his brow furrowed. With every stroke of his cock, he was brushing up against her g-spot and Sakura moaned at how overwhelming it all felt. The pleasure felt like an elongated wave that kept washing over her, not subsiding at all, instead of the quick high and low she was accustomed to. He leaned down to kiss her, soft pecks on her jaw and cheeks. Then suddenly he had claimed her mouth again, a deep kiss where his tongue plundered her mouth. He sucked her tongue into his mouth and Sakura found herself moaning again, writhing and bucking her hips against him. She wanted him to move faster and his slow pace was infuriating her.
But he placed his hands on her hips and kept her pinned down. He let her hips go as he broke away from the kiss and braced his hands next to her head. He looked at her eyes, bringing her attention back to him and in a very gruff tone, ordered, “Don’t you dare move.”
Sakura had never been one to disobey her sensei.
She felt her pussy clench and throb in response to his command and she nodded meekly. He dipped his head down and captured her nipple in his mouth. He then roughly pushed both her tits together and drew both her nipples in his mouth at the same time. Sakura wanted to scream and buck and writhe because she could not wrap her mind around the pleasure he was making her feel. She didn’t even know her own body could feel this kind of pleasure.
His thrusts become harder and faster as he kneaded her breasts and sucked on her engorged nipples. He drove his hips into her and pushed against her g-spot, hitting a point as deep as he could go. He paused for a milli-second, pulling out almost completely, before pushing back, a rough and deep thrust. Sakura found herself orgasming once again, her hips bucking wildly, and she found herself moaning his name endlessly.
She felt him falter and lose his rhythm, thrusting wildly as his own orgasm neared. He kept his deep, strong strokes up even as her walls clenched around his cock painfully. She tightened her legs around his waist and grabbed his back, keeping him locked in place. He thrust a few more times erratically and stilled as he felt his own orgasm ripping through him. He felt her walls tremble and pulse around him, gripping his cock as he shot his cum deep inside her pussy. Sakura threw her head back and moaned as the feeling of his cock throbbing as it shot cum inside her made her orgasm again. Her hips had stilled as her pussy continued to milk him of his seed. The pleasure was overwhelming and Sakura’s vision went white, her ears ringing and her entire body tingling with oversensitivity.
Her hips slowly fell back to the ground and his hands that had been braced against his head, let go. He fell forward, barely able to keep his entire weight off of her. His face was still buried in the crook of her neck and they were both panting for air. His cock twitched slightly in the aftermath of the amazing orgasm he had had, and she felt her own pussy throb softly in response. She felt boneless and it seemed that he did too, for he was reluctant to move. After what seemed like a delicious eternity of his cock slowly softening inside her, still twitching occasionally, he pulled out of her and lay on his back. She felt her pussy twitch as he left, almost as if it didn’t want to let go. She could feel his cum pour out of her slowly as she felt herself blush fiercely.
As the rush of the orgasms was gone Sakura found herself quickly feeling vulnerable once again. But then Kakashi softly slid his arm under her head, pulling her flush against his chest. She was squashed against his chest, her tits softly resting against him. There was no harshness to his movements, only a gentle touch and Sakura found that her brain had stopped working once again. He was holding her as if she was a fragile thing who would break if he wasn’t careful. And this tenderness after the rough, dominant sex was Sakura’s undoing.
She knew that this is what she wants. Not only this moment, but she wanted this over and over again. Sakura’s breathing returned to normal and she felt the slickness of his cum on her thighs. Normally, she would have rushed to clean herself. But she didn't want to move from Kakashi's embrace. His hands were running through her hair absent-mindedly. He planted a soft kiss on her forehead, and she felt like she was about to melt into a puddle. She let her hands roam along the hard planes of his chest and sighed contentedly.
But there was an edge to her sigh, and he heard it. He chuckled in response, “You still want more, don’t you?”
She blushed in embarrassment, unwilling to tell him exactly what she was thinking. She murmured a soft yes; it was almost inaudible but Kakashi’s sharp ears picked it up anyway. His fingers gripped her chin softly and he turned her face towards him, plating a soft kiss on her lips.
“The night is still young. And I’m not done with you yet.” He promised.