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Dreams	By : djserani Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Kakashi/Sakura Views: 2750 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Tenten stepped through the door and her eyes travelled over the grouping of men seated nearby in a lounge off to one side. There were several couches and armchairs with low tables next to them for drinks. The man that had requested her, Kenji, was sitting in an armchair by himself. Tenten had to steady herself before attempting to walk in the heels she was wearing.

As if sensing her presence, he looked over at her as she walked toward him. She didn't know if she would be his exclusively that evening, but she hoped so. She certainly did not want to find herself with any of the others. She chided herself for being cowardly. She was there to save someone else from unpleasantness.

When Kenji looked at her, his eyes seemed to darken a bit. Tenten didn't know what to make of it, so she pushed it aside and approached him. "Hello." She said. It was so quiet, she thought at first he hadn't heard her.

He cleared his throat and looked up at her. "Hello again. That's�some dress." He seemed to be having trouble talking.

She blushed and glanced down at herself, then wished she hadn't. Seeing how much of her body was exposed only caused her to blush even brighter. "We� don't pick them."

"I'm sorry. It was not my intention to embarrass you." He patted the arm of the chair he was in. "Sit here for now and get off those heels." Tenten perched carefully on the arm of his chair, and was grateful for the respite for her feet. They weren't hurting too badly yet, but she knew they would be before the night was out.

Oddly, however, she could feel the fabric of the chair against her bare bottom and it was actually somewhat arousing. She squirmed a little, but it only made it worse. She gave up and looked down at Kenji.

He put his arm around her and rested his hand on her nearly bare hip. When he touched her, she felt another of those jolts and closed her eyes briefly to try to get a grip on herself. She knew the drug was still working in her and was likely the reason for her reactions, but she wasn't too happy about it. She concentrated on breathing for a moment and reminded herself, yet again, that this was a mission.

Tenten glanced around and saw that several of the other girls were sitting in their companion's laps. She looked down at Kenji and he almost seemed to be reading her mind. "I think that's a good idea. Come here." He spoke quietly, then shifted a little in his seat.

Tenten turned and sat across his legs which were, she discovered, rather muscular. At least they weren't bony. She took a deep breath and looked at him again. "I've never done anything like this before. I mean�" she blushed. "I've�well�I mean, I've done�" she stammered, then snapped her mouth closed.

"Shhh. I think I get what you're saying. It's okay." He leaned into her, wrapping one arm around her back and pulling her into him more. The other hand moved up onto one breast and she felt the jolt go through her yet again.

Kenji nuzzled her ear, then whispered into it. "I'm quite sure that, for whatever reason you have, you are out here by choice. I'm also quite sure that you are not normally a prostitute. Am I correct?"

Tenten had no idea how much she could say without giving it all up. She decided to go with it briefly, with the feeling that, just as she was not what she let on, neither was he. She nodded briefly.

"I thought so. I am not what I let on, either. I'll leave it at that, for the moment. I don't wish to force you to do anything," he continued in her ear, "but if we don't do something, we will be suspect. As I find you a very attractive and sexy woman, I don't believe that will be too difficult for me to do. Can you handle it?"

He was giving her an out. She had a feeling about him, and if she was right, he could be an ally in their plans. But he was right. No matter whom he turned out to be, if they did nothing, Fushinji would suspect them. And that would not do. "I can handle it. You're an attractive man yourself," she murmured in response.

She felt his grin against her neck and goose bumps made their way down her arm. His hand tightened around her breast slightly and he kissed her neck in a line from her ear to her shoulder. She shuddered a little at the onslaught. The effect of the drug was instantly clear. Tenten was normally a very shy person when it came to this sort of thing, but now, she found herself weaving her hands through his short hair, and holding his head to her.

He kneaded her breast in his hand, then slipped it under the tiny strap covering her nipple. It was already a tight little pebble and when he rolled it between his thumb and finger, she moaned quietly. She glanced around them quickly, then put her lips near his ear. "They drug us. So I cannot help my reactions."

"I suspected as much." He whispered back. "Let's use it to our advantage. Try to let go and simply enjoy as much as possible." He kissed her ear, then, and made another trail down her neck. She lay back over the arm of the chair and he bent over to take the other breast into his mouth. He sucked on the nipple and it hardened immediately.

She was already wet and couldn't help herself when she moved on his legs. The skirt offered no protection and the soft fabric of his pants only succeeded in making things worse. He pulled one leg up over the other chair arm and slid his hand down her leg slowly.

Tenten was lost in a storm of feeling. She tried hard to simply think about Gai, but it was impossible. He didn't feel like Gai, didn't smell like him, didn't behave like him. Simply put, it wasn't him and she couldn't concentrate on the fantasy.

She felt his hand slip under the excuse for the skirt and touch that sensitive spot on her inner thigh. Her leg fell open a bit more and then she felt his finger trace over the seam of her sex. She sucked in a breath and her eyes flew open to stare into his.

"Just enjoy it. It's okay." The words weren't important. He was doing all he could to soothe her and help her get past the emotional part of it. She closed her eyes once more, counted to ten, then turned to him and captured his lips with hers.

She'd surprised him, but he recovered quickly and returned the kiss. He traced her bottom lip with his tongue and she opened her mouth to him. Their kiss deepened and as it did, he slipped his finger between the lips of her sex and found what he was looking for. He rubbed a small circle around it and she moaned low in her throat.

They broke apart briefly, panting. "They may be okay out in the open, but I am not." He whispered, then paused to catch his breath. "Let's go to one of the other lounges."

Tenten stood up carefully on the heels and swayed a little. Kenji stood and held on to her to steady her. He waved with his hand toward the lounge in the next area and Tenten started over, being careful with the awful shoes.

He sat on a sofa and she sank gratefully onto the cushion next to him. He left her no time to gather her wits, and turned and kissed her immediately. She lost herself again in the feel of his lips on hers. She thought again that he was so very different from Gai, but she had to admit that she got lucky. She was sure that the others were not nearly so courteous.

His lips made a new trail down her neck and she threaded her fingers through his hair once again. "Lay back." His voice was barely above a whisper, but she heard and obeyed. He pulled the tiny skirt up and his hand found her sex again, his finger slipping between her lips. He found what he was looking for and continued arousing her.

Tenten's legs fell apart again and a moment later, Kenji kissed his way up her body again and settled between her legs. He reached down and opened his pants and then he was there, poised. "I do not want to force you, Tenten. Are you okay?"

She nodded, unable to speak. The enormity of what she was about to do had robbed her of speech. She took a deep breath and forced the word through her lips. "Yes."

Kenji entered her in one swift stroke and despite herself, Tenten couldn't help but enjoy it. She wrapped her legs around him and held on as he began to move.

This was pure sex. It was so different for her, Tenten had no idea how to handle it. She closed her eyes and tried to think of something else, but her body knew what to do, even if she didn't. She matched his thrusts and her orgasm blindsided her when it hit. A moment later, she felt Kenji slow. "Tenten..."

She blinked slightly, surprised that he'd spoken. "Yes?" She replied haltingly.

"Are you protected?" He was straining, she knew, against his own release.

"Yes. It's okay, Kenji." She ran her hands down his back soothingly. Then she surprised herself by kissing him. He moaned loudly into her and thrust once more, releasing into her.

He dropped his head onto her shoulder, breathing heavily. Tenten felt a tear streak down her cheek and she stared unseeingly at the ceiling. "I'm sorry." He whispered and wiped the tear away.

She shook her head. "No. You were right, I chose this." She took a deep breath and met his eyes. "I am a ninja, from the Land of Fire. This is a mission. You weren't. At least, not specifically." She hurried to add. "I...oh hell."

She closed her eyes and tried to straighten out her thoughts, but they were horribly conflicted. She felt Kenji touch her cheek. "Let's sit up and you can tell me about it." He kissed her gently, then sat up.

She started to sit up, and Kenji helped her. He pulled his jacket around her shoulders. "It's too cold in here for that getup." She chuckled and took another deep breath.

"I'm guessing your some sort of investigator?"

He smiled at her, then nodded. "Yes. I am an agent from Fushinji's home country." He reached into his coat pocket and removed a wallet. He opened it to show her an identification.

She looked at it a moment before returning it to him. "And you are a...ninja?" He asked.

At that moment, a woman came into the room. Kenji pulled Tenten against himself and looked up. "Sir" the woman asked.

"Yes?"

"Would you care for a drink?" She was a small, slim woman wearing severe black, with her hair pulled up into a bun on the top of her head.

"Please. And one for her, too." He nodded his head at Tenten.

The woman bowed and left.

"Yes, I am a ninja." Tenten said, picking up the thread of conversation. She glanced over her shoulder. "Sorry, I'm a little paranoid. I can't be found out."

Kenji nodded. "Yes, of course. Neither can I." He smiled.

Tenten stared at him, momentarily caught off guard by his smile. She had to admit, he was very good looking. She shook her head to refocus. "In our world, ninja train from very early on. I have been a ninja for nearly ten years, now. I am here, investigating Fushinji." She stopped there, not wanting to let too much out.

Kenji smiled again. "Seems we both are. We've been trying to catch him for some time. But he's slick and gets out of things easily. Hopefully this time, we can get him."

Tenten nodded. "I hope so, too."

She glanced down at her hands. She'd taken her wedding ring off when they'd gone to the bar that night. She fidgeted for a few moments.

"What is his name?" He asked softly.

Tenten's head flew up and she stared at him. "Who?"

"Your husband." He looked pointedly at her hands where she was rubbing her ring finger on her left hand.

She sighed. "Gai. I chose to come out here tonight, rather than be taken back to the room they keep us in, because I was hoping to save another woman from having to go through this." She chuckled. "Instead, I get someone who would have treated any of us just as nicely." She glanced away, trying not to cry.

Kenji reached up and touched her chin with his finger, pulling her attention back to him. "I don't know how I would have behaved with those other women. Gentle, yes--" he interrupted at the look on her face, "but I doubt I would have been as attracted to them as I was to you."

Tenten looked down again. She shouldn't be attracted to him and it shouldn't matter that he was attracted to her. She almost hated more that she enjoyed it, than that she did it in the first place. She shook her head at herself.

The woman returned with two wine glasses and set them on the low table in front of them. She bowed and left.

Tenten leaned forward to pick up the wineglass, but Kenji got to it first and handed it to her. She frowned into it and sat back. His arm was still around her, holding her to him.

"I didn't expect this." She said quietly, after sipping her wine. He raised an eyebrow. "You. And..." she paused and gathered her courage. "To enjoy it." She took another drink of her wine, so she didn't see his reaction.

When she lowered the wineglass, though, he was simply holding his glass and smiling that damned smile again. She scowled at him, before remembering she wasn't supposed to. She closed her eyes again. "You don't have to look so smug." She muttered before sipping her wine again.

He chuckled quietly, then his expression turned serious. "Fushinji is planning to move you the day after tomorrow. There are a few more of his buyers coming tomorrow, because he hasn't sold everyone." She watched the play of emotions across his face. Mostly anger, disgust, and a desire for something else. She decided she didn't want to know.

"I will be here again tomorrow. I will request you. Don't drink the drug, though." He stared at her over the top of his wineglass, and she wondered at his comments, but she let it go.

She nodded in response, then downed the last of her wine. He finished his, and set their glasses back on the table before turning back to her again. "Do you want to go back to the room?" He asked quietly.

She thought about it for a moment, but realized that, despite the emotional turmoil she was in then, she didn't want to spend the rest of the night in "The Dorm." The drug still hadn't run its course, either and she thought it would be a miserable night after what had already transpired. She shook her head in answer to his question. "No."

He smiled again at her and wrapped her into his arms again. He kissed her temple and her body responded of its own accord. She couldn't suppress the moan that escaped and she blushed.

"I take it the drug hasn't cleared your system yet?" He whispered. She shook her head. "I can help with that. Remember this for what it is - a mission. Your husband knows you're a ninja, I assume."

She nodded. "He is one, also. In fact, he was my sensei up until a few years ago."

"Then he went into your marriage knowing you could be in this situation?" He sounded a little surprised.

She nodded again. "Any of the kunoichi could be asked to do what I've done for a mission. He knew it going in." She looked up at him, considering. "It wasn't the fact that I had sex with someone else that bothered me. I mentioned that earlier." When he nodded, she continued. "It was because I enjoyed it. I'm attracted to you and I'm not entirely sure it's the drug."

He looked at her for a long moment, not saying anything. Then, he smiled again. "Being married doesn't mean that you will never be attracted to another person the rest of your life. I think that's closer to being dead." She couldn't help herself, she laughed. "I'm married. And happy with my wife. This is for my cover. I am attracted to you, but I, like you, will go back to my wife when it's over and still love her as much as I did before this."

Tenten turned it over in her head, then sighed. She looked up at him shyly, then smiled. "You're right." She took a deep breath and leaned forward. "Well, then, perhaps you'll do as you said and help me?"

Kenji grinned at her and pulled her onto his lap. "Oh yes. Happy to, in fact." And his lips crashed onto hers.
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