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Heart-Shaped Box	By : JazzyBell Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Kakashi/Sakura Views: 7458 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Her lips were as dry as he thought they would be and as unyielding. She sat still and stiff in his lap as if she wanted him to get on with his business and leave her alone. A small, sadistic part of his brain came to the forefront and wouldn’t allow that. She was a part of this mission too. She agreed to this willingly, albeit foolishly.   She was not a victim and he would not allow her to act as if that were the case. Or if there had to be a victim then they both would be, but he would ensure that their torment would be sweet. A growl erupted in his throat and in surprise Sakura’s lips parted and allowed his tongue entrance.
He tasted her slowly at first and then more so as his pants tightened reminding him of what his body wanted. She responded little by little drugging him with her intoxicating taste but he knew she didn’t know how to give him what he really wanted so he pulled away.
He stared at her for a moment and her eyes gazed back hazily, uncertainly, but much more relaxed than she had been a few moments before. He leaned forward once more his breath dancing across her lips. “Taste me, Sakura. Give me your tongue.” She turned red from the tips of her ears to her breasts but Kakashi paid it no mind. Instead, he brought his lips back to hers noting with grim satisfaction that she followed his demand and tentatively began stroking his tongue with her own.
Kakashi pulled away from her lips once more, and leaned her back slightly using a steady hand to hold her in that position while a hand dipped down and touched the pink nub between her thighs and rubbed it slowly. As it was, his touch would do nothing but tease her, and that would serve her right. She had teased many that evening it would only be right for her to receive the same treatment.
Sakura mewled and his mouth reached down to partake of one of her nipples.   With ease, Kakashi took Sakura’s whole breast into his mouth before pulling back slightly and allowing his tongue to lap at her nipple before gently pulling at it with his teeth. Kakashi glanced at her face and noted that her mouth was wide open in a silent scream. He grunted his approval while his finger continued to tease her until she began to jerk her head back in forth wiggling in his arms almost causing him to drop her. He tightened his arms around her pulling her up so that bare skin kissed bare skin.               His tongue darted out to taste her neck. A thin sheen of perspiration coated her body filling his mouth with her salty taste. He nibbled and bit, wishing briefly that he were tasting other things but he couldn’t do that…but for the moment he couldn’t remember why.
“Aah!” Sakura cried out at the sensations she was feeling causing Kakashi to begin to drive his hips upwards grinding himself into her. He tried to keep his touch gentle but need was making a fool of him. His hands moved to her backside cupping her plump mounds in order to grind their bodies together in a need that was becoming frantic. But that was child’s play. He couldn’t remember the last time he had dry humped anyone. The fact that he was actually doing it now would embarrass him later but later was far off and currently unimportant.
In one swift move, Kakashi rose to his feet with Sakura in his arms and headed for the bed. He laid Sakura down and took a moment to gaze at her nude form. She was so young and so small and yet she somehow managed to look wanton. Her hair was wild and haphazard and her eyes seemed to glow. Her lips were parted as she panted and her chest rose and fell heavily.
She looked back at him and he could tell for a moment she had forgotten what exactly was going on. Awareness was beginning to surface and he wished that it wouldn’t.
Not yet. Not yet.
He didn’t want to frightened her with what was to come because it would only make it that much harder for her. At least…she was slick and wet and ready for…and that train of thought was only making it more difficult for Kakashi so he tried to banish it for them moment but to no avail—especially since she had been so wet that he could feel it through his pants.
He removed his pants and watched as her eyes widened. He didn’t know if that was because she liked what she saw or if it was because she didn’t. He gave her a minute to drink him in, to gaze at his member that twitched happily at being recognized. Then he joined her in the bed aligning his body with hers. The temptation to sheath himself within her folds was great, greater than it had even been moments before but he held himself in check. He could make this easy for both of them and simply reveal his Sharingan eye but people were watching and she was too young for that. He couldn’t afford to make such a mistake with her since he knew the consequences could possibly be devastating.
He did not know if he should kiss her again; he didn’t want to, but her lips were begging for it. He could practically hear them screaming to kiss them. So he obliged and was it his imagination or did she taste sweeter?
Her simple sweet taste flooded him guilt. He shouldn’t want this. This wasn’t right. They should have attempted to find some other way to complete this mission first before they tried infiltration. He shouldn’t have used that jutsu. If he hadn’t maybe he wouldn’t still be grinding his hips into hers. Maybe the ever-emerging dampness between her thighs wouldn’t be thrilling him. Maybe he wouldn’t think himself one twisted fuck. Kakashi tore his lips away from hers and buried his head in her hair.
“Sakura, I can’t—“ He whispered and in response her hips bucked upwards. He groaned and pushed her legs open a little wider. He didn’t even think as he slowly began easing inside of her. She was so tight and she felt so good. How was it that he could feel so good and so bad at the same time? He sank into her depths a little more unaware of the tears falling from his eyes dampening her hair.
Soon he was completely inside of her and she held him tightly. Ripples of pleasure washed down his spine causing him to tremble before he withdrew only to fall into her again. He glanced at her face and saw that it mirrored his own. Tears, whether they were from ecstasy or pain, covered her face.
And he couldn’t stand it. He couldn’t look at his failure. He would take the coward’s way out this time and just not look. Therefore, he buried his face in her neck, moved, felt, and wanted more, more, and more.
At first he tried to move slowly, being careful with her since he knew this was her first time. But his need was increasingly becoming more intense and she was growing wetter. He wanted release and whether she realized it or not she did too. He wanted her legs to warp around his waist and pull him deep inside her. He wanted to hear her screaming his name in ecstasy. He wanted her body so wet that sheets were stained from it.   He wanted her to arch her hips up and into him but more than all of that he wanted that mind-numbing moment of forgetful bliss. He wanted her to touch him, but he couldn’t ask that of her. He didn’t know why—especially since he was being so free with her body. Shouldn’t she have the same option?
It did not feel right. No matter what he told himself—
Sakura’s inner walls suddenly squeezed him a little tighter choking a moan from his throat. “Sakura, you can’t—“ He whispered but she did it again and again. She was cuming and it seemed she was determined to drag him along with her.
His hips moved faster taking her deeply. His hand slipped under tiny waist lifting her so he could take more of her, but before that, he threw one of her legs over his shoulder.   Her walls kept squeezing and he knew that he would probably die since her cunt was so hot for him.
There was something wrong about this that had nothing to do with morality but he couldn’t figure out what. In fact, he didn’t give a damn.   All he wanted was the pleasure that seemed to keep rippling over him.
It was addictive.
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