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Chakra Strings and Cherry Blossoms	By : Polymer Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 2988 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto Shippuden or any of the characters in it. The anime and manga was created by Masashi Kishimoto and is licensed by Viz. I make no money for the writing of this fan fiction.

Chapter List
- 1-Chakra Strings and Cherry Blossoms
- 2-Act 2 Lemon
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At that moment, her hands slammed down on the ground. Legs pivoted up to position her body in a handstand. Now Kankuro had a prime view of both her parted legs that she was sure only Naruto had seen (though he ended up covered in bandages and bruises afterwards) and what she had wished Sasuke could always witness.

“Kankuro!” she growled menacingly.

“What? I am only looking at your sexy body. I’m not touching a thing,” he protested. The back of her neck and swell of her spine were irresistible. The presence of a cool hand touching her ankle made Sakura yelp in protest. However, she noticed it was one of his puppets, not him. However the other blunt object slipping along the crotch of her panties was something else.

Craning her neck she noticed it was attached to Crow, still hovering there. “Kankuro... you pervert!”

Only his chuckle answered her menacing tone. Eyes gleaming Kankuro tugged a string, guiding the attachment along to slip under the seam of her panties. Against her ribs she felt the softest tickling sensation from feathers just tracing each one. By the will of fire it was making her tingle over every inch, yet she could not reach back to control it. Not penetrating her, the object covered with small nubs just rubbed against her clitoris with the right amount of pressure so Sakura cried out. Along her inner thigh Crow’s cool wooden fingers tickled just sufficiently to add a weird thrill to the object starting to slip inside.

Sakura yelped in shock when it nudged against her entrance while Crow’s other hand brushed the puckered entrance to her anus. Two fingers from Crow deftly pushed inside first, wetting her with her own seeping liquid. Biting her lip, the medical ninja let out a whimper. Both her legs dropped down as her body turned over onto its stomach so her backside faced the puppeteer.

“Mnnnnghh... Kankuro, you’re going to get it for this,” Sakura panted though her words blurred into another moan when the studded toy thrust into her. In all the right places, it seemed to stimulate, even vibrating with a small humming noise she felt in her stomach. Definitely perverted but sinfully good, just like that. Wooden fingers shoved in and out of her anus with each movement out of the vibrating studded toy. Alternating thrusts from either wrung more cries from the kunoichi.

Just behind her, she heard the rustling of cloth. “Crow’s having too much fun here...”

“Don’t... take me there... with Crow’s fingers,” Sakura pleaded, feeling a third finger added to her back entrance.

“Shameless medical ninja, sounding like a hussy,” whispered Kankuro. Able to stare between her legs at his smirking face, she felt her body exploding with fire.

“Now why would I give him that privilege, babe?” Kankuro murmured.

She saw black cloth sliding up, which in reality his pants were dropping around his knees. Crow’s fingers vanished yet the toy still buzzed inside her even though it stopped thrusting. Relief filled her at the sensation of Kankuro’s broad flesh bumping against her asshole, now stretched enough to receive him. Grunting, Kankuro seized her bottom with one hand and thrust deep inside her.

“Ohhhhh... yes,” Sakura cried out, arching her back. Inside her vagina, the toy buzzed and she sobbed with the sensation of dual impalement. In and out went the toy, in and out went Kankuro’s hard flesh.

A swift movement sent her plummeting down so her knees hit the cold floor. Both of her thighs straddled his lap. Hands pressing against the floor she then felt the buzzing toy exit along with his flesh. So empty without them she whimpered. Kankuro rasped behind her. “Gnn, Sakura... you’re too wanton. I can’t stand it anymore...”

The thought escaped her hearing the snap of rubber that he had used a condom on the toy, and himself. Lifting her bottom with his hands, Kankuro then pulled her back so the groove of her ass rubbed his slick length.

“Kankuro, stop teasing me damn it. I can’t stand it,” Sakura shouted at him.

“Even like this you’re still bossy,” Kankuro commented, rubbing her hips as he worked her panties off. He then tipped her back so her chest moved against his back, and she straddled his legs wide. Her breath escaped in a huge gasp at him thrusting into her core hard.

Sakura let out a whimper and yelped at the sensation of Kankuro pounding up into her. Panting a bit, he shifted the strings so she stood up, still shaky and dripping at the same time he climbed up. Both her hands rested on the edge of a workbench as Kankuro took hold of her hips and slid into her again. His black Bunraku outfit brushed against her bare back as she took her from behind. Sakura let out another piercing shriek that echoed in the workshop, shivering and shaking. Only his strings held her up.

Panting she looked at him, makeup starting to run down his face. He slowly turned her around so they faced one another and Sakura stood up, glad for his strings because she was sure she would be wobbly. Already it was hard to see from the intense orgasm she had. Kankuro backed into her and then the control was broken as he thrust into her. Sakura’s legs seized him and she grabbed his shoulder with one hand and his neck with the other.

He had not even bothered to remove his hood, so it was no surprise feeling he sweat soaked cloth flapping against her bare body. Naked except for her boots Sakura rocked hard down on him, locking him in place with her thighs. Kankuro ground up into her, holding her bottom with his hands as he ravished her mouth. Sakura’s lips slipped from under his, taking charge now.

“Shit I can’t hold back,” he whispered into her ear, pounding hard into her just like Sakura found she liked.

“Then go ahead,” Sakura whispered.

Grunting, Kankuro buried his face in her neck and then spread her legs wide so he could thrust as deep as he could. Arms under her knees he clutched her to him and exploded. In a corner of her mind, Sakura realized he had not used protection this time, and she had forgotten her jutsu. Aching and sort Sakura’s insides twitched and she clenched around him in her own orgasm.

“Fuck... Sakura... babe...” he gritted, and then collapsed against her.

Sticky and wet, Sakura shivered with the aftershocks of his private puppet show. He had given her the perfect finale, and she felt unable to move from being so boneless. All she could do was slump in his arms as he leaned into her. If he fell asleep like this, she could hardly blame him. However, the twitching of him lifting his head told her otherwise.

“Kankuro...” she began, voice hoarse from screaming.

“I always wanted to thank you for saving my life. Thank you properly,” Kankuro chuckled, makeup smeared. Sakura shivered though she knew well that was probably what he was doing.

“You didn’t have to resort to this to thank me,” Sakura began, but Kankuro kissed her to shut her up.

“It’s up to you, but I’d like this to happen more than once,” Kankuro whispered into her ear.

“You want a relationship,” Sakura murmured soberly, heart pounding.

“If you say no, I understand, but I like you a lot,” Kankuro whispered. “And if you just want to have fun, I’m open to that too.”

Blushing brightly Sakura murmured, “I’m not sure what to say...”

Then she glared at him, to which Kankuro gave her a worried look. “What... did I say something wrong?”

“We didn’t use protection, you idiot,” Sakura swallowed as he pulled out of her reluctantly.

“I’d take responsibility if you did get pregnant,” mumbled Kankuro softly.

“Don’t be stupid. I wouldn’t want to tie you down like that,” Sakura grumbled. “You’re the Kazekage’s brother, and I'm a kunoichi.”

"You're Tsunade's apprentice," the puppeter mumbled, glaring at her.

"But you're much higher rank than me..." she feebly continued.

“So what?” Kankuro grumbled, grabbing a set of wipes and starting to clean himself up as he handed a few to her. Afraid she had offended him, Sakura reached a hand out to him.

“Kankuro, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. What I meant was that you’re an important Shinobi, and the last thing I would want is to force you to have kids when I know you hate them,” she said feebly.

“I USED to hate kids,” Kankuro mumbled, glaring at her irritated as he pulled up his pants.

“Then why are you getting pissed off?” she asked.

“Because you’re starting to treat me like I’m some sort of person more important than you, instead of a man who’s attracted to you,” Kankuro complained, looking at her with a hurt expression. Sakura crossed her legs and wrapped her arms around herself.

“I’m sorry,” Sakura muttered. “It’s just I don’t know what I want right now...”

“Only you can figure that out,” Kankuro muttered. His arms wrapped around her shivering body. “But I’ll be happy with whatever you decide. I just want you to be happy.”

Flushing deeply Sakura soberly realized she had given her virginity to a person unrelated to Sasuke or Naruto. Was this better or worse? He certainly knew his way around a woman’s body, and was a bit of a pervert. Yet he was a powerful warrior too, and it was obvious he seemed very taken with her.

“I do want to see you again, and do this again,” Sakura said in a small whisper, taking a leap of faith. In her mind, she apologized to Sasuke, but this was here and now. She was lonely and hurt, and the closeness was something that she craved.

“Good,” Kankuro whispered, gracing her lips with greasepaint smudged kiss that Sakura eagerly accepted.

Groaning, she let him touch her pleasure-sated body in multiple places. “Kankuro... don’t stop,” she whispered.

“I think it’s better if we go to my room, if we’re going to have a second act, or an encore,” Kankuro whispered.

“You killed my clothes you jerk,” Sakura snapped, glaring at him. Kankuro pulled away long enough to wave his hands.

“Don’t worry, I have a robe here, and the tailors here can fix anything...” he tried to mollify her. Sakura sighed and rolled her eyes, so naked and open before a man that she had thought would be Sasuke, or Naruto.

She took back her underpants and bra, starting to dress while Kankuro handed her a robe like what the usual citizens of Suna sported. He moved about cleaning up his workshop as she dressed and brushed her hair.

“Ready?” he asked, reaching out to help her down. Sakura stumbled against him shakily.

“You ass, I can barely walk thanks to you,” Sakura mumbled. Wrapping his arm around her, Kankuro bent down and picked her up easily though he was probably exhausted from his sexual play.

**

Sakura blinked in the hot morning sun beaming through the windows. She yawned and nestled more firmly into the arms of the man whose bed she shared. Without his facepaint Kankuro curled up to her, resting his head on her chest. Sakura’s pink hair tangled in the fingers of one of his fists while he snored lightly. A bit of drool escaped down his chin laying there.

“Kankuro,” she whispered.

“Mmm, what is it babe?” whispered Kankuro, opening dark brown eyes.

Unaccustomed to seeing him without makeup despite the fact she’d treated him, she blinked at him. Beneath it all he was stunningly handsome. “It’s morning...”

“I know that,” Kankuro murmured back, pulling her to lay down with him again. “But it’s only 6 am.”

“Yes, it is, and I don’t feel like getting up after all,” Sakura murmured, deciding she liked how he felt curled up spooned into her. Soon Kankuro gave her another good reason not to want to leave his room anytime soon.
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