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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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Sakura stared at the scene in front of her, panicking just a little. There were lit candles on every flat surface except the bed itself. It was covered in sakura petals . There was a bucket and bottle of wine next to the bed, along with two glasses.

From somewhere she couldn't see, music was playing. More of the soft strains they'd danced to downstairs. Sakura's heart beat in triple time and she suddenly wished she was anywhere but there. Kakashi came up behind her and whispered into her ear. "Well, we shouldn't waste this." She started to spin around, but he'd already stepped around her and went over to the wine.

He uncorked it and poured them each a glass. He turned to her and his expression was unreadable. The shadows from the candlelight moved over his face, giving him a mysterious look. She walked over slowly to join him, and took the glass he held out to her.

With her right hand, she reached up and pulled off his eye patch. "Just for tonight?" And he nodded, taking it from her and putting it on the bedside table.

They each took a drink of their wine, then Kakashi took the glass from her hand and set them down. He pulled her into his arms and started dancing again. She closed her eyes once more, laid her head against his chest and let herself enjoy it.

* * *

Kakashi questioned himself for the umpteenth time that night. What was he doing? What was he playing at? He held her a little tighter and wondered yet again what he was doing with her.

Okay, so he was no longer twice her age. But that was just splitting hairs. He was her former teacher. But if he was honest with himself, the operative word there is "former." He was still much older than her. She deserved someone young, someone without all the baggage he carried.

* * *

Sakura continued to sway with him to the music. Somewhere along the way, she realized, she wanted much more than friendship and partnership with him. She could admit to herself that she was attracted to him physically.

But, she reminded herself, he doesn't want you. She snuggled into him a little more and tried to push the despair away. Enjoy this for now. She sighed and pushed her thoughts to the back of her mind. Perhaps it was his past that kept him alone. She knew what had happened. She knew where he went everyday and why he was late.

She looked up at him and caught him watching her. She had no idea what prompted her to do it, but she leaned up just enough to brush her lips against his. He returned the light kiss and she felt him tense. Chastened, she went back to just dancing.

* * *

He watched her pull away and cursed himself. He was hurting her. He didn't understand it. Couldn't figure it out. Why she would want him, but he knew she did. He'd ignored the signs too long.

"Sakura." He said quietly. When she looked up at him, he gave her the crooked grin. "Why?"

She paused, and stared at him a moment. Then, making a decision, she said the words that would turn his life upside down.

"I love you."

* * *

He wanted to deny it. He wanted to tell her she didn't know what she wanted, that she was too young. But he knew that wasn't true. At 18, she's been carrying out missions as a ninja for 6 years. Many of which were much more dangerous than most ninja at her age had dealt with. She was apprentice to the Hokage and as strong, and possibly stronger, than her.

And she was a woman, with a woman's mind, a woman's heart and, he'd admit, a woman's body.

And here she stood in front of him, telling him she loved him.

Did he love her? He knew in that moment it would be the wrong thing to do to lie to himself. And if he was going to be honest, then he could say that he most definitely did.

He leaned down to her, slanted his lips over hers and kissed her softly. When they broke apart, he brushed a bit of hair out of her face. He took in everything about her, the enchanting green eyes, the pert nose, her kissable lips, swollen now from his.

He took a shaky breath, aware of what he was about to do. Then, very slowly, he pulled her into him and began kissing her again. There was nothing soft about this one. There was nothing sweet. He let his desire for her out and showed her, rather than trying to tell her, how much he wanted her.

She shuddered under the onslaught. She felt his desire, his love through every nerve. She wound her fingers through his hair and poured herself into the kiss. She wanted him to feel it as she did.

They broke apart and she felt him reach around and unzip her dress. A moment later, he lifted the neck strap over her head and sucked in his breath as the dress fell away to pool at her feet. He stepped back to see it all and gulped.

She stood patiently while he looked his fill. He decided then and there that she was the sexiest, most beautiful creature he'd seen in his life. He stepped forward again, pulled her against him and started the kiss all over again.

Sakura felt a little exposed as he took in what she wore. She blushed slighted at the heated look in his eye. But she didn't care. She was too wrapped up in what was happening. He pulled her back into his arms once more and kissed her again.

She lost any coherent thoughts she had. Her senses were overwhelmed by him -- the feel of his body, the smell of him, the taste of his lips. He pulled her tighter to him and she could feel the evidence of his desire. She wanted in that moment, nothing more than to pull him down onto the bed and make her dreams come true.

She closed her eyes as he traced a line along her jaw and began nibbling on one ear. Her head fell back and he worked his way down her neck, trailing a line of kisses along her collarbone. One hand moved up her body over the corset and he traced his fingertips over the swell of her breasts that spilled over the edge of it.

She sucked in a breath. This didn't even begin to compare to her dream. The rough pads of his fingers seemed to cause just the right amount of friction on her skin. Despite the tight corset, she could feel her nipples harden in response to him.

A moment later, he pushed her back to sit on the edge of the bed and he knelt in front of her. He unfastened one garter, then the other and slowly, his lips following his hands, took one stocking off. Then he moved to the other and repeated the process.

She was already incredibly aroused. She briefly wondered how many seductions like this he'd done, then she shoved it away. That was past. This was here and now.

She opened her eyes when she felt the cords of her corset loosen, and he chuckled quietly. "A bit like unwrapping a present," he whispered in her ear.

Despite herself, she smiled. "I'm your present?"

"Oh yes. Best one I've ever received." He pulled it off of her and tossed it aside, then paused to take in the sight of her almost naked. He kissed the top of one breast, then the other before taking a nipple into his mouth.

He sucked gently and Sakura couldn't stop the quiet moan that escaped. She thought she felt him smile against her skin, then he sucked just a little harder. She felt him reach around and pull her closer to the edge so that she was tight up against him.

"Not fair," she whined.

He leaned back and looked at her. "What is?"

"You're still fully dressed." She glanced down at herself pointedly.

He grinned, the reached back and pulled his sweater off, adding it to the pile of clothes.

Thrilled, Sakura ran her hands over his chest. She felt every one of his scars as if they were her own. She would learn where each one came from, but she knew that at least of few of them, he'd gotten while defending her. She kissed the ones she could easily reach and she felt his breath shudder out of him.

"Sakura..." he warned.

She didn't listen to him, not that she ever did. It was her turn to touch, her turn to taste. She let her lips roam as they would and loved his reaction to her.

He pulled her against him again and this time, the feel of skin on skin was almost too much. Their lips met again, and he kissed her with every bit of pent up desire he had refused to admit was in him. Her mouth opened to him and when their tongues touched, it was as if a floodgate had opened up.

He leaned her back onto the bed, grabbed her hands in his and pinned them over her head. He kissed his way down her body, stopping again at her breasts, kissing each one before sucking the nipples until they were hard.

Sakura struggled against his hold, wanting desperately to touch him, but he wouldn't let her go. He moved back up her body, straddling her on the bed and taking possession of her lips yet again. The kiss deepened even more and he let go of her hands. She threaded her fingers through his hair, holding on to him as the storm of sensations nearly overwhelmed her.

They broke apart to take a breath and he rested his forehead on hers. "Sakura, if you want to stop this, tell me now." His voice was rough with emotion and arousal.

In response, she laid her hand against his cheek and shook her head slightly. "No way."

He smiled at her words, then stepped off the bed. Keeping his eyes on her, he unbuttoned his pants and let them fall. He stepped out of them, leaned over and picked her up to set her in the center of the bed.

Then he stretched out next to her, and began kissing her again.

* * *

Sakura thought she was going to explode. The sensations overloaded her system as his hand slowly caressed his way down her body. When they reached the scrap of lace that was the pitiful excuse for panties, he paused.

He glanced up at her. "Are you particularly attached to these?"

She shook her head and her eyes widened in surprise when he ripped them away and tossed them off the bed. They were both completely naked now, skin to skin from head to toe and she felt the enormity of it. He went back to exploring her body with his lips, tasting everything. When he'd made his way down over her stomach, he paused.

With his eyes on her face, he parted her slowly. She was already incredibly wet and ready. He rubbed one finger down over her folds and she moaned quietly. He leaned down and nearly moaned himself at the smell of her.

He began to taste her, slowly teasing her with just the end of his tongue before taking her into his mouth and sucking lightly. She nearly came off the bed. "OH!" He sucked again and accompanied it this time, by placing on finger into her. Slowly moving it back and forth, he continued the assault.

She moved on the bed, and he could tell she was very close. He eased his finger a little further and stopped dead.

He looked up at her and she was watching him, having sense his stillness. "Sakura? Have you...ever?" She shook her head.

He thought it over for a minute. It was at once a frightening proposition and an incredible feeling to know that she'd never been with anyone. But he'd started this. He loved her, even if he hadn't said it yet, and moreover, the thought of someone else giving this to her made his blood run cold.

Very deliberately, he bent his head back to her, took her in his mouth and sucked once more. She shuddered and he could feel it. He worked his finger into her, sucking in time with it and a few seconds later she flew apart in his mouth.

While she calmed down, he moved up her body and settled himself between her legs. "Sakura."

She opened her eyes and looked at him. When she realized where he was, her legs wrapped around him. She touched his face, then leaned up to kiss him, tasting herself on his lips.

It was...erotic. She never would have thought it, but it was. She deepened the kiss and, taking the distraction, Kakashi started to enter her.

It was, well, there were no words to describe the feeling of her. She was insanely tight, but somehow, he knew it was she that made him feel this way, not just because she was a virgin. He paused a moment, trying to find his control.

She lifted her legs a bit more, allowing his slightly better access. Slowly, incredibly slowly, he filled her until he felt the barrier. They kissed, their hands met and fingers intertwined. Taking a breath, he whispered, "I'm so sorry. I love you, Sakura." And he pushed his way through.

He rested his head on her shoulder, doing everything he could to keep his control. He would not go off like some genin on her. He felt her lips as she tried to kiss him. She let go of one hand and smoothed his hair, touched his cheek, and soothed him in a dozen tiny ways.

A few minutes later, she moved experimentally. He held on tight, but he felt her relax. Slowly, he began to move.

They moved together as if they the yin to the other's yang. She fit him perfectly, but he was so lost in loving her, it wouldn't register until later. It was incredibly new and yet felt almost as if they'd been making love for years.

He felt her tense very quickly and moved a little faster. She fell off the edge once more, and he tried desperately to hold on through the feeling of her rippling around him. She came back down and he couldn't wait much longer. He began moving faster, pushing her toward one more before he followed her off the edge. When he felt her tense once more, her finger nails scrape down his back, he let himself go and emptied himself into her.

They lay quietly for a few moments, neither of them willing to let go of the feeling. She ran her hands down his back and they kissed softly. Then they rolled, she settled against him, whispered "good night" and she fell asleep.

Kakashi lay awake a little longer, listening to her breathe. He held her as tightly as he dared, holding her as close as possible. He made a silent promise to the dark that he would, no matter what, protect her, as he hadn't been able to protect others. A few moments later, he fell asleep in her arms.
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