Check-Up | By : DarKxKunoichi Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Kakashi/Sakura Views: 14127 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any associated characters and make no profit from this piece of fanfiction. |
Author’s
Note: Full version of Check-Up
“…” – speech
‘…’ - thoughts
He blinked once.He blinked twice.
Kakashi’s head spun as the
bright white ceiling came into focus. His hand went to soothe the throbbing in
his head.
‘Huh?’
No forehead protector? No ANBU
mask? Where was he?
An arousing tingle crawled
up his leg and his attention snapped downward to find Sakura healing a nasty
gash on his calf.
“Yo.”
He held up his hand in a greeting.
“Give
me a minute.” Sakura replied distractedly.
Being healed was usually a
soothing experience; the medic’s chakra would gently seep into his body and
pull together any damaged tissue, muscle or bone and regenerate the cells until
they were back to normal. Kakashi had been healed by countless medics during
his career as a ninja and he could release a general statement saying that
being healed was very comforting. However, for some reason, he had always found
Sakura’s particular chakra to be more…erotic
than he probably should have.;
it was a little unsettling and it made him less
attentive during missions if he knew Sakura would be on
duty when he got back.
“Okay,
sensei.” She looked up at him and grabbed his chart. “I’ve healed all of your
wounds but you’ll need to come back on Sunday for a follow up.”
“Sure
thing.” He hopped off the exam
table and bolted for the door. “I’ll see you later, Sakura!”
“Wait.”
The medic grabbed the back of his uniform. “We’re not done here.”
Kakashi’s arm remained
extended, desperately reaching for the doorknob.
‘Ahh,
so close.’
He felt himself being
thrown back onto the exam table and his eyebrows shot up curiously at the sight
of Sakura. The Copy Ninja couldn’t remember the last time he had seen her in a
nurses’ gown but he was sure that it was usually much longer than mid-thigh and
he hadn’t been able to see the curve of her hip the last time either. Did the
top always have that much trouble holding in her breasts like that? And he was
almost positive that those heels weren’t standard issue the last time he was in
the hospital.
“What
are you smiling at?” The pink-haired chuunin queried.
“The
gods must be smiling on me.” His eyes creased.
“What’s
that supposed to mean?”
“It
looks like they’ve sent me the naughty nurse today.”
“Don’t
be a pervert.” A flash of disbelief passed through her
expression before she blushed. “You’re past due for your physical, so since
you’re here we might as well get that done.”
Ugh, he hated physicals;
there was a very good reason why he’s been past due for his latest one.
“Well,
as you can see…” Kakashi stretched, squatted and did a few back flips. “I’m
perfectly healthy, so there is no need for a…”
The Copy Ninja’s eyes took
note of his surroundings; concrete walls with no windows and only one exit.
“What
happened… to…?” He pointed curiously around the room.
“It’s
a special room just for you, sensei.” Sakura replied with a smug smirk. “You
seem to have a habit of ducking out of appointments early.”
His eyes became very round
as he spotted a seal barring the door. There was no doubt in his mind that he
could break it, but the question was: Could
he break it before Sakura broke his legs?
Before he could fully
contemplate whether or not having his legs broken by Sakura would be more
painful than a possibly invasive physical, a piece of fabric hit him in the
face. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a surgical mask.
“How
considerate of you…” Kakashi stared at his student with an edge of confusion in
his expression.
“I
was just thinking that you would want to keep your face covered.”
“And
why would that be an issue?”
“I’m
sure you remember that the full physicals require you to change into a hospital
gown.” She said matter-of-factly.
“A
full physical?”
An evil sparkle lit up her
expression. “You know – height, weight, reflexes, hernia test, prostate exam…”
Kakashi’s Sharingan
suddenly became alert. “Wait, what?”
“It’s
your own fault that you’ve missed all of your appointments; we usually don’t do
all of that at once.”
“Well,
then maybe you could let your poor sensei off the hook this time?”
“Gowns
are in there.” The pink-haired chuunin pointed towards the cabinet against the
opposite wall.
The Copy Ninja’s head hung
low as he trudged to the corner to find a hospital gown that even remotely fit
him.
“You’re
not even going to give me some privacy?” Kakashi turned his head bitterly
towards her.
“I
don’t see why I should.” She replied slyly.
She had a point; if she
was really going to go through with all of those procedures he might as well
strip and lie down – eagle spread. The Copy Ninja looked up and smiled gently;
she had her back turned. At least she was letting him keep a shred of dignity.
Sakura kept her nose
buried in Kakashi’s chart, wanting to turn around to take a peek but not
wanting to show the obvious tinge of pink running across her cheeks. It was a
generally accepted fact that a shinobi in an ANBU uniform was the ultimate
kunoichi aphrodisiac, but Sakura had just found something even more alluring.
Hatake Kakashi in an ANBU
uniform might have been, hands down, the most arousing sight the medic nin had
ever seen. It exposed just the right amount of lean muscle to draw her
attention to him, but kept enough hidden to make her wonder how mouth watering
he would be underneath.
Yes, Hatake Kakashi in his
ANBU uniform was definitely a turn-on; she would have called it the ultimate
aphrodisiac if she hadn’t just caught sight of the Copy Ninja stripping out
of his ANBU uniform. Sakura was positive that it just didn’t get any sexier
than that. It was rare for her to see him without his forehead protector
covering his Sharingan, which in turn kept his spiky bangs away from his face.
Kakashi’s messy hair and mismatched eyes combined with his mask just gave him
this mysteriously magnetic aura. And that aura just seemed to get stronger as
he was stripping; by all the great Hokage if she looked directly at him she
might have melted.
Maybe she could just get
another little peek in…
“Ah!”
She jumped back when her eyes met a muscled chest. “Kakashi-sensei!
Why aren’t you dressed?!”
Kakashi’s eyes formed
happy crescents as he stood in front of her only wearing his grey boxers and
blue surgical mask. “None of the gowns fit me, so I thought I would be more
comfortable like this.”
Sakura took a few steps
back, covering her blush with his chart. ‘He’s up to something… but I can’t
back down now.’
“We-well,
if that’s what you prefer then I can’t argue with that.” Her eye twitched.
“I’m
glad you feel that way.”
Medic nin or not, Kakashi
was glad that he could still fluster her and maybe if he did it enough, she
would rush the exam, thereby forgetting about a few embarrassing procedures.
“Take
a step on the scale please.” She gestured pleasantly.
The Copy Ninja obeyed and
watched lazily as his medic fiddled with the weights on the scale. After
scribbling down a few numbers she pulled out the measuring rod from the scale
and Kakashi blinked when the rod fell over and tapped him on the head.
“You’ve
gained a little bit of weight, sensei.” Sakura commented as she wrote down the
last number on his chart. “And you’re shrinking.”
Kakashi’s eyebrows furrowed.
“That doesn’t sound right.”
“It’s
just a consequence of old age.” Her dimples formed as she smiled up at him.
“Do
it again.” He growled and stood at attention.
“If
you insist.”
Kakashi stood deathly
serious as Sakura redid his measurements; he was determined to prove that he
was not shrinking or getting fat.
“Ah.”
Sakura mused as she scribbled down new numbers on the chart. “It looks like
you’re the same height: five feet and nine inches...”
“I
thought so.” The Copy Ninja’s eyes creased happily.
“…but
that doesn’t change the fact that you’ve gained about five pounds.” She
finished.
“Hmm…”
He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “… I suppose my training is responsible for
that; muscle weighs more than fat after all…”
“Or
you could just be eating more.” The pink haired chuunin chimed in from the
background.
Kakashi grimaced.
“Remember when you used to respect me?”
“Yes,
then last year you started telling people you were
twenty-five years old.” She rolled her eyes at him.
“I
was
twenty-five last year.” The Copy Nin said jovially.
“If
twenty-five means thirty, then yes, I’m sure you were twenty-five last year.”
Kakashi looked appalled.
“Not only do you not respect me, but you don’t even trust the word of your
sensei?”
“You
do realize that I have your medical chart in my hands, don’t you?”
“Asuma
has it good; his
students still respect him.”
He looked to the ceiling. “I don’t even think I remember what it feels like to
be respected anymore…”
“I’m
sure Yamato-taichou still respects you, sensei.” Sakura said offhandedly.
“Do
you know what it means to be respected Sakura?” His tone became a bit dramatic.
“I’ll tell you what it means to me…”
“Stop.”
Sakura held up her hand in exasperation. “Don’t… just don’t, sensei.”
“You’ve
caught on quickly.” He smiled again. “Naruto usually stops me half way through
the chorus.”
“I
may have been spending too much time with you.” A stress mark throbbed on her
forehead.
“Well,
you were always my favorite.” Kakashi ruffled
her hair.
“I
was just telling Sasuke-kun and Naruto that because they were so jealous that
you taught me the Chidori and helped me improve my Rasengan…” Sakura paused
dramatically. “Oh wait…”
“Now,
now, Sakura…” The Copy Ninja waved his hands placatingly.
“Just
have a seat, sensei…” She pinched the bridge of her nose as if to fend off a
headache. “… so we can get this done.”
“Yes,
ma’am!” He gave her a salute.
Everything was going
according to plan. Kakashi just needed to find a few more buttons to push and
he was sure that Sakura would become so annoyed that she would throw him out…
or knock him unconscious. Either way, he would be able to get out of a physical
exam. Now all he needed to do was find another opening.
The medic knelt down to
examine the joints around Kakashi’s knees when her sensei hummed pleasantly.
“Is
there something wrong, Kakashi-sensei?” Chakra charged in her fist in
preparation to test his reflexes.
“This
position certainly has potential, don’t know think?”
The chakra around Sakura’s
fists dissipated quickly and was replaced by a fierce blush on her cheeks, it
seemed that her patient could affected her with a few simple words, just like
he could all those years ago with his detached demeanor and outrageous porn
habit. There was a sharp tap of her fist on Kakashi’s knee causing his leg to
snap outwards. The grunt the Copy Nin ground out disguised the sound of
cracking bones. It was then repeated with his other knee.
The pink-haired chuunin
looked up at the jounin with a wide smile on her face. “Your reflexes seem
fine, sensei.”
A bead of sweat trickled
down his cheek and was absorbed by his mask.
“Oh,
is there something wrong?” Her fake smile hid the fiery gleam in her eyes. “Are
the old joints getting to you?”
‘Of
course she would bring that up again…’ The Copy Ninja thought bitterly.
After another quick
healing Sakura’s hands went to his neck, gently stroking the bare flesh and
leaning in to examine him closer.
“What
are you doing now?” Kakashi found himself inadvertently talking to her breasts.
“Checking
your lymph nodes.” She tilted her body from
side to side, trying to get a better angle at his neck.
The Copy Ninja noticed how
her breasts swayed slightly with her movements and sometimes her arms would
push them inwards, accentuating them to him further. After a very distracting
blood pressure and temperature check, he realized that his plan was starting to
go slightly awry. Kakashi hadn’t even noticed how divided his attention was
until he felt the cool metal of a stethoscope on his chest, which caused his
nipples to harden considerably. His grey eye followed her hand carefully, while
his Sharingan kept her cleavage in its view. The tomoe spun discreetly,
memorizing the shape and movements of her breasts. It even picked up a faint
swelling at the peaks of her chest…
‘She’s
not wearing a bra!’ The revelation danced around the jounin’s head, sending
erotic twitches into his boxers. ‘This is not what I need right now…
Everything continued
swimmingly until…
“Ah!”
Kakashi grunted as pain slashed into his chest.
“Oh,
sorry sensei!” Sakura winced. “I guess I
chipped a nail earlier…”
“I
wish you would’ve paid more attention to that…” He grumbled and rubbed his
chest.
“Oh,
don’t such a baby, Copy Ninja.”
“Your
bedside manner is terrible, I’d like to see how you would react if I cut into
the most sensitive part of your chest.”
“Terrible
bedside manner?” She rolled her eyes. “
Well, if you’re going to be like that…”
Sakura leaned downward and
took his nipple into her mouth, giving it a soft kiss.
“Is
that better?” She stared up sweetly into his flabbergasted expression.
‘What
the holy fuck was that?!’ Kakashi’s mind screamed but the words just couldn’t
come out of his mouth.
The medic chuckled and
ignored her patient’s surprise. “I need you to take a deep breath.”
The jounin stared at her.
“Sensei!”
Sakura tapped his chest. “Breathe!”
There was a sharp intake
of breath in his lungs followed by rapid exhaling before he could follow her
directions. His eyes darted around suspiciously as she moved behind him with
the stethoscope. This had to be some sort of genjutsu; there was no way that the
real Sakura would do something like that. Maybe she would’ve done the “kiss to
make it better” thing as a joke, but he distinctly felt her suck on his nipple
as she pulled away. His Sharingan didn’t pick up anything unusual and he didn’t
want to embarrass himself by picking up his ninjato and stabbing himself if he
really wasn’t caught in a genjutsu. For a moment he thought that maybe somebody
had used a Transformation Jutsu, but Kakashi had already recognized Sakura’s
scent and the way her chakra felt as she was healing him. This was most
definitely Sakura, but what was she up to?
“Kakashi-sensei!”
The pink haired chuunin snapped her fingers in his face. “Look at me.”
‘That
shouldn’t be too problematic.’ The jounin thought as a light shined into his
eye. ‘At least I don’t have to worry about talking to her breasts again.’
Sakura leaned closer to
him, forcing his eye to follow the light around the room. She paid special
attention to his Sharingan, which wasn’t odd seeing how most medics did. He
didn’t really understand why though; it’s not like anybody knew enough about it
to diagnose anything that might be wrong.
‘She
seems to be getting kind of close…’ He frowned beneath his borrowed mask. ‘It’s
too bad I can’t smell her with this mask on; damn it, I should’ve just kept my
regular one on.’
“What
are you doing?” Kakashi snapped his head back suddenly, away from the
intrusive, prickling sensation flooding into his eye socket.
“There
are some swollen nerves in your Sharingan; I’m just going to heal them.”
The Copy Ninja’s eyebrows
furrowed.
“You’re
starting to go blind in that eye; it’s probably from overuse of your Mangekyou
Sharingan.” Sakura looked concerned. “The same thing is happening to
Sasuke-kun; the healing will help slow down the deterioration of your vision
until we can find a permanent fix.”
Kakashi couldn’t help but
be impressed; nobody had ever told him any beneficial information about his
Sharingan before. Maybe he should start going to his check-ups, at least if
Sakura was his medic. He gave her a permissive nod and felt the tingle of her
chakra return to his eye; it spread down through his chest and straight to his
groin. The jounin had no idea how she could have such an effect on him…
especially with an eye exam! Perhaps Icha
Icha was starting to warp his
mind; there were plenty of nurse-patient scenarios and this situation seemed
suspiciously familiar...
“Okay.”
She put away the light and Kakashi couldn’t help but notice her blush. “I’m
going to start your hernia test, so you’re going to have to…”
“Have
to what?” His eyes creased at her.
“Have…to…”
A vein throbbed silently in her forehead. “Have to… take off your boxers…”
“Why,
Sakura!” The Copy Ninja gasped dramatically. “That is completely
unprofessional; I’m going to have to report you!”
“Sensei…”
She turned to the cabinet behind her to find gloves. “… don’t
make this harder than it already is.”
‘I
could say the same to you…’ Kakashi tilted his head slightly as she bent over
to look for the gloves in the far back of the cabinet.
The, much too long, slit
at the back of her medic’s gown gave him a teasing view of her creamy thighs
and perfectly rounded backside. If he could tilt his head far enough maybe,
just maybe, he could see the cut and color of her panties. Kakashi wasn’t sure
when but it seemed that he had already given in to his perverted tendencies and
was just about to throw caution concerning his student to the wind.
Unfortunately for him Sakura had located the latex gloves before he was done
with his investigation.
“Kakashi-sensei…” The
medic sighed. “Please…”
“If
you really wanted to see me naked, there are other ways to get that done.”
“I
want you…” She blushed. “… to be serious about this.”
“Of
course, Medic Sakura.” He saluted and froze in
place.
“Well?”
“If
you want to take a look, you’re going to have to be a professional and take the
initiative.” His eyes creased smugly. “Haven’t I imparted that lesson on you?”
Sakura’s brow twitched.
She took a deep breath and
marched up to him. “I hate you.”
Kakashi’s eyes closed in a
broad smile and scratched the back of his head but his eyes quickly snapped
open when he felt a sudden chill around his manhood. His eyes went down to find
Sakura knelt in front of him with his boxers around his ankles. The Copy Ninja
jumped a bit when he felt hands poking around his pubic area and, he
desperately wished he was imagining it otherwise he might start getting the
wrong ideas, somewhat fondling his penis and scrotum.
What was taking her so
long? Was she impressed? Did it matter if she was impressed?
‘Yes…yes
it did.’ Kakashi thought quietly.
“Uhh,
you about done down there?” He carefully kept his eyes away from her.
“Are
you getting testy?” She grinned.
“That’s
very funny.” Kakashi grimaced slightly, allowing his treacherous Sharingan to
catch sight of her examining him. ‘Oh, God… if she would just open her mouth…’
Damn, he had to stop
thinking like that. Dirty thoughts lead to those naughty tingles, which would
lead to hard, throbbing erections and he would like to keep his aloof persona
intact, especially around his student, and if he were to get a boner from a
hernia exam that just might shatter the appearance he wanted to project. She
just needed to hurry and up… oh fuck; he was getting hard. Did Sakura have to
caress his dick like that? No, not caress; she was examining him. Nurses do not
caress their patients’ cocks during an examination! Except… maybe in an Icha
Icha novel… there were some
pretty good scenes in Icha Icha Paradise
when Junko had to pose as a nurse to find her target who had a very distinctive
scar on his inner thigh. Needless to say, she had to go through many patients
and each examination was rather… intimate. Icha Icha
Tactics had some really good ones
where…
‘Oh
shit!’ Kakashi snapped to attention. ‘Did she just squeeze my balls?’
“I’m
impressed, sensei.”
‘Damn
right you are.’ He thought smugly.
“Most
shinobi don’t take care of themselves down there;
it’s good to know you’re not a mess.”
“Well…”
He murmured sheepishly, his ego deflating a little. “You gotta
give the people what they want.”
“I’m
sure you do.” A flicker of something Kakashi couldn’t quite identify flashed
through her eyes.
“Okay…”
Sakura stood up, only a slight hint of pink on her cheeks. “You look fine down
there. You’re going to have to turn around and bend over for me, sensei.”
The Copy Ninja swallowed
his anxiousness quickly, ignoring that he was already at half-mast and replied,
“Isn’t that supposed to be my line?”
“Don’t
be a smart-ass.”
“I
wouldn’t have to be if you weren’t so desperate to see my ass.”
“Sensei,
I swear on every Hokage that I will make this as painful as possible if you
don’t turn around and bend over, right now!” She barked in frustration.
“Okay,
okay…” He held out his hands placatingly. “Don’t make any rash decisions…”
‘Mission
failed…’ The Copy Ninja grumbled in his head as he got into position. ‘This is
probably the most humiliating thing that as ever… Oh…OH!’
A slickened, slender
gloved finger pushed its way through the tight ring of muscle, teasingly moving
in and out to gently stretch him. Kakashi started chewing on his lip as her
finger went deeper, the joints on her index finger pushing the walls of his ass
apart ever so slightly more than the rest of the appendage. He felt her knuckle
pressing against his entrance, the very tip of her finger pushing against that
spot. That one damn spot that took him days to build up the courage to find
when he was a teenage-jounin, pouring over the illustrations of the first
volumes of Icha Icha Paradise.
“Hmm…”
Sakura mused curiously.
“Some…thing…
wrong?” The Copy Ninja said
slowly, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of a stammer, but acutely
aware of the biggest erection of his lifetime being crushed between his stomach
and the exam table.
“Not
at all.” Her voice held a measured
amount of smugness.
“Well, then what’s…”
Kakashi cut his sentence
short, in fear of his voice cracking. His eyes bulged and his fingers tightened
painfully around the edges of the table. The Copy Ninja had never in his
sixteen years of sexual experiences with civilians, kunoichi, prostitutes and
various other mission objectives had felt such an amazing jolt of pleasure.
What was she doing to him? If he hadn’t been consciously using everything he
had to hold back, Kakashi just might have blown himself all over the sterilized
table.
‘Damn
her…’ He growled in his head, concentrating on the way she was still fingering
him. ‘How is she…?’
Then it hit him.
‘She’s
using chakra!’
He had to put a stop to
this. She had another thing coming if she thought that he would just let his
student humiliate him like this. Kakashi planted his palms firmly on the table
for leverage and began to push himself up. However, he ended up wide-eyed as he
jolted forward, almost smashing his face into the wall. Sakura had added a
second finger to him, doubling the amount of chakra that was now pulsating
against his prostate.
‘Fuck!’
The Copy Ninja felt his medic twist her fingers around inside of him. ‘I’m so
close… too close…!’
The silver-haired jounin
couldn’t pull away now. There wasn’t a creature in existence that could stop
such a pleasing sensation when they were this close to their climax. Kakashi
took pride in the fact that he hadn’t moaned aloud during this procedure, this
tortuous in and out, in and out and in and out. Soon, his eyes screwed shut,
his body tensed and the most pleasingly erotic sensation filled his body along
with the mass release of his hot, sticky seed that was beyond satisfying. A
pleasured rumble escaped him as he came all over the, now, unsterilized exam
table and was left with a bewildered, labored breathing that was starting to
overtake his body.
“Whew…
I’m glad that’s done.” He felt Sakura’s fingers slide out of him and the sound
of her gloves snapping off. “Are you okay, sensei?”
The teasing in her voice
was not lost on him.
“Do
you normally last that long?”
The Copy Nin’s eyes
rounded; she was simply insulting him now. He had to get out of here before he
did anything rash… or perverted. Kakashi yanked up his boxers, gathered his
clothes and quickly tried to break the seal barring the exit.
‘I
am not
going to go home and masturbate…’ He growled in his head between hand seals. ‘I
will not…”
Yes, he wouldn’t go home
and masturbate, mainly because he was so turned on that he probably wouldn’t
make it home anyway. Hell, Kakashi would be lucky to make it to the nearest
men’s room to do it.
“You
always preached the virtues of patience to Naruto.” Sakura drawled from behind
him. “Why are you rushing?”
‘Because
I just learned that my most innocent student just might be enough of a pervert
to rival me…’ Kakashi rested his head against the door.
“We’re
not even finished yet.”
“What
else could we possibly
have to do?” The silver-haired jounin turned, his voice sounding more haggard
than he intended.
The medic was sitting on
the only untainted part of the exam table and crossed her legs, looking rather
pleased with herself. Kakashi’s eyes rounded for the third time that day as he
watched her lazily drag her fingers through his spilt orgasm. His mouth fell
open in his mask as she brought her fingers to her lips and gently licked the
sticky liquid off one finger, then the next and finally inserting them into her
mouth to suck off the remaining bits of his warm seed.
“It’s
your turn to give me a check-up.”
Kakashi closed his eyes
and took several deep breaths.
“I
suppose it’s okay if you don’t want to.” Sakura tapped her chin thoughtfully.
“I could ask Kiba or Genma… I know… Yamato-taichou might do it!”
She immediately felt large
hands grip her waist and pull her against bare muscles.
“What
are you playing at?” He demanded roughly; favorite
subordinate or not, there was no way he was going to let Tenzou have her.
The pink-haired chuunin
became slightly flustered, unused to being under her sensei’s hard gaze.
“Sakura….”
He tightened his grip on her.
“I…I
like you, sensei.” She replied shyly with a blush staining her cheeks, her eyes
darting to the fallen chart on the floor.
The jounin pulled her
against his hip and reached for the fallen folder to find photocopied pages of Icha
Icha Paradise and Icha
Icha Tactics all detailing
nurse-patient scenes that he had just experienced, in a rather make-shift
patched up way, but experienced nonetheless.
“You
planned this.” He said more to himself than to her. “Why? Just
for sex?”
“Not
just
for sex…” She wrinkled her nose. “It’s sex with
you.”
Kakashi swallowed the dry
lump in his throat. “Why me?”
She was beautiful,
talented and clever; he had seen boys her age ask her on dates, so why was she
interested in him?
“A
girl’s first time is precious, and what would make it better than having it
with Konoha’s Sex God?” Sakura’s voice was slick and carefully controlled.
She deserved better.
“Your
first?” The Copy Ninja croaked, slightly appalled that she was aware of his
sexual history. “How could you want a dirty old man like me for your first?”
It
should be with someone who could give her everything she wanted.
“It
should be with someone your age… someone you care about…” He breathed. “Naruto…
or Sasuke…”
Kakashi desperately wished
that he could be that someone.
“You’ve
never left me…” The medic’s voice was barely a whisper.
“What?”
Kakashi’s eyes bore into hers.
“Sasuke-kun
left… even when I begged him to stay.” Sakura lowered her gaze. “His vengeance
was more important than his village…his team… his friends…” She swallowed.
“Naruto…”
“He
left to get stronger.” Kakashi interrupted. “He wanted to bring Sasuke back for
you…”
He was desperate to find a
reason for her to reject him, but the jounin didn’t know what he would do if
Sakura actually turned him away.
“I
wanted to get stronger with
him!” Her eyes were slightly glassy. “I didn’t want him to do it by himself! We
could’ve… we could’ve…”
The Copy Ninja gently
caressed her cheek. “I’m no better than them…”
“You
were there.” The pink-haired chuunin said simply. “I saw you when I was
training and I know that you used to check up on me while Tsunade-shishou was
teaching me.”
The silver-haired jounin
was slightly taken aback that she had figured him out back then; he was sure
that he had hidden himself properly when he would supervise her from the
shadows.
The Sharingan caught the
movement of her arms slowly reaching behind his head and he felt the strings
holding the surgical mask on his face loosen. His throat became very dry as he
wracked his brain for something; anything that could keep her away from him
because he knew once his mask came off it was over. He would kiss her and once
he tasted the forbidden fruit he had been craving, he wouldn’t be able to stop
himself.
It vaguely crossed his
mind that if Sakura wasn’t a virgin, Kakashi would probably be repositioning
her for round two about now.
Kakashi watched her stand
on the very tips of her toes as her lips moved closer to his. The tell-tale
blush on her cheeks signaled that she had already drunk in the sight of his
face and was ready to taste him. The Copy Ninja hadn’t even realized that his
hands were already on her hips, pulling her body against his erection that had
already pushed its way out of the cloth window of his boxers.
Sakura’s lips were gentle
and teasing against his, only slightly brushing against his mouth while lightly
suckling on his lower lip. Kakashi’s tongue slowly moved out of his mouth,
running along her lips and pressing against her teeth, requesting entrance.
When their tongues met, Kakashi crushed their mouths together in a bruising
kiss. Heat and lust rose in his body as he leaned his head forward, causing
Sakura to tilt her head back for a much more deliciously intrusive kiss. The
medic nin moaned appreciatively as his mouth worked against hers and arched her
body forward to press Kakashi’s throbbing cock against her thighs.
“On
your knees.” The silver-haired jounin
ordered breathlessly, breaking their kiss.
“What?”
She nibbled on his lower lip, unsure of what he meant.
“Get
on your knees.” He repeated forcefully. “I don’t have a tongue depressor, so to
continue the physical we’ll have to make do with something else.”
The medic blushed, turning
her head away slightly but obeyed. “Yes, sensei.”
She lowered herself onto
her knees and leaned back to sit on her heels and looked up at him for further
instruction, intending to take this act as far as possible.
“Open
your mouth and stick out your tongue.” The Copy Ninja was barely able to stop
himself from forcing his cock down her throat.
She followed his
instruction.
“Wider.”
She did so.
Kakashi rested the head of
his dick on her tongue, allowing her to taste a drop of his pre-cum. Before he
could give her any more instructions, she leaned forward to lick and suck on
his tip. The jounin suppressed a growl as his student tickled the underside of
his penis with her tongue and started a delightfully rough suction with her
mouth.
“Take…
as much as you can.” He grunted, struggling to keep his Sharingan open.
Sakura nodded and moaned
in satisfaction as his thick member hit the back of her throat. She sucked
gently as she moved her head back and forth along his cock, making the
occasional slurping sound as she continued. The Copy Ninja was a little
disappointed that she took a little less than half of his erection in her
mouth, but it made sense with her status as a virgin; he would have to teach
her about deepthroating soon. It gave him a perverted sense of pride to know
that there were still things she could learn from him. He ran his hand through
her hair to massage the back of her head while gently pushing further against
her throat.
The medic looked up at him
questioningly.
“Do
you want more?” Kakashi’s voice was thick and husky.
She moaned affirmatively.
“Relax
your throat.” A bit of an authoritative tone seeped into his words.
The silver-haired jounin
pulled her head forward and felt the throbbing end of his dick slide down her
throat. Unfortunately, the burning sensation was too much for Sakura and she
pulled away sharply, gasping and coughing. This was going to take some
practice, but the Copy Ninja had no qualms in being the practice dummy.
“Sorry,
Kakashi-sensei.” Her face reddened.
“It’s
okay.” He hissed as the cool air assaulted his exposed manhood. “Try it again.”
It took her three more
tries to get his meaty member down her throat and even when she did, Kakashi
could tell that she was still uncomfortable with it. There were a few more
minutes of suckling before the jounin began to slowly fuck her face, sliding in
and out and in and out as her tongue greedily licked whatever was in its reach.
Their eyes connected and they saw a mutual haze of lust in each other’s gaze as
Kakashi began to pick up the pace. The pink-haired chuunin moaned loudly around
his thick shaft , which sent waves of pleasurable vibrations through his cock
causing him to speed up even more.
“Yeah,
yeah…” Kakashi moaned as Sakura’s nose repeatedly connecting with his silvery,
trimmed pubic hair. “That’s good, Sakura…Ah! Fuck! I’m getting close…”
The medic took this as her
signal to experiment a little bit. Since her head was being controlled by
Kakashi, her hands wandered to other sensitive areas on his body. One hand
gently squeezed his balls, experimentally rolling them around in her palm,
while the other slid into the backside of his boxers and began a gentle massage
of his rear entrance much like the way she did when she was examining him.
The Copy Ninja threw his
head back and hissed in pleasure, the suction on his dick just increased in
intensity.
“Sa-sakura…
that’s enough.” The jounin placed his hand on the top of her head. “I’m going
to come…”
He jumped suddenly when he
felt chakra surrounding his testicles and spreading into his asshole. Sakura
took the entirety of his meat into her mouth and began sucking vigorously,
deeply breathing in the scent of his arousal.
“Ah!
Fuck, Sakura!” Kakashi gasped. “Shit, what’re you…? Ugh,
dammit!”
Sakura smiled around his
cock and kept up the pressure; if her panties weren’t already soaked through
from the last hour since her examination of Kakashi started, she was sure that
the look on Kakashi face at this very moment would’ve done it for her in an
instant. The feel of his hardness in her mouth, the smell of his arousal and
the taste of his cock intoxicated her; she probably wouldn’t have minded doing
this all day and the fact that it was the Copy Ninja in her mouth strengthened
her resolve to go through with it.
“Shit,
Sakura!” Her sensei snarled. “I can’t…!”
He could only pull his
cock halfway out of her mouth before he starting coming. The medic immediately
clutched into his waist and continued sucking and swallowing his delicious
seed. The Copy Ninja hunched over her and no longer resisted her motions as his
orgasm came to a close and his cock became limp in her mouth. Sakura gave his
dick one last suck and a quick clean up with her tongue before pulling away
completely.
“How
are you still a virgin?!” Kakashi spat out incredulously.
Sakura slumped down onto
her heels and averted her gazed in embarrassment, her tongue slowly running
across her lips to taste him again.
“I
just… I mean that…” She stumbled over her words. “I don’t really… I-Ino has
some volumes of Icha Icha
at the apartment and I just happen to…”
The silver-haired jounin
chuckled and pulled her up into an affectionate embrace. “Yes, I’m sure that Ino
does have those books, but that doesn’t change the fact that chakra control and
genjutsu don’t seem to be your only natural talents.”
“I…”
She was unsure how to react to that.
“And
it will be something I plan to take advantage of in the future.” He ran his
thumb over her cheek.
“I-in
the future?” Her eyes met his in surprise.
The jounin’s eyebrow
arched, “You don’t think that I’m just going to let another man take you now
that I finally have you?” She felt his breath along her neck.
Kakashi placed a deep,
suctioning kiss on her pulse as he reached beneath her nurse’s gown to pull
down her soaking panties. The jounin periodically swiped his tongue along the
quickly forming mark on Sakura’s neck causing her moans to increase in volume.
Once he was satisfied with the pitch of her moaning, he pulled away to examine
his work. An angry red bruise stared back at him and he smirked crookedly.
“See,” he murmured smugly
against her neck “all mine.” His fingers travelled deftly up the centre of her
stomach and over her chest, rolling the small white buttons that were
struggling to hold her white cotton gown closed.
“This
uniform…” The Copy Ninja muttered as he relieved the straining buttons at the
top of her gown of their burden. “…it’s not the hospital’s, is it?”
“It
is.” She whispered between the gentle kisses Kakashi was placing on her lips.
“It’s just the one I got when I was thirteen.”
“You
still fit into that?” Kakashi’s eyebrow rose.
“It’s
a little tight and it’s shorter than it’s supposed to be, but yes, I do still
fit into it!” The pink-haired chuunin suddenly snapped defensively.
“Hey,
hey…” He planted a firm kiss on her lips. “I didn’t mean that to be a jab at
your weight; you’ve just filled out more, especially in the last year. It’s
surprising that you can still get into that thing.”
Sakura’s eyes narrowed in
annoyance. “Don’t think that a kiss and a half-decent explanation will fix
everything.”
“Okay…”
The Copy Nin’s eyes shifted slightly. “How
about this?”
A cross between a gasp and
a whimper sprung from Sakura’s throat as Kakashi hiked up her skirt and pushed
a thick finger into her wet slit. Amusement danced in his eyes as her hands
tightly embraced his shoulders to remain upright. The thick digit explored its
new surroundings thoroughly, pushing against the hot, slick walls to wiggle
deeper into the tight hole and it was aided by the near constant flow of liquid
seeping from Sakura’s core.
Kakashi tilted his head to
meet her eyes. “Do you forgive me now, Sakura-chan?”
“Kakashi-sensei…”
She choked out brokenly, fisting a hand into his unruly hair.
“Ah,
not yet, I see.” He lowered himself to his knees and smirked at the sight of
the panties around her firm thighs. ‘Lime-green
thong? Surprising, but slightly predictable…’
He gently petted the soft
skin around her smooth sex before allowing a second finger to enter, causing
her to yank on Kakashi’s silver spikes and wince. The Copy Ninja was surprised
at how difficult it was to add his index finger into her vagina.
He didn’t expect a virgin
to be so tight; did she not masturbate? Kakashi couldn’t even imagine a world where
he didn’t touch himself.
He watched her face
contort painfully when his finger had fully entered her. Kakashi slowly moved
his fingers in and out of her, gently spreading his fingers a little wider with
each thrust trying to ignore the low winces and bit back growls of pain
emanating from Sakura. He would have to try something different if he wanted
her to enjoy this as much as he did. The jounin leaned forward…
“Sensei!”
Sakura jerked suddenly. “What are you doing?”
A feral grin split his
face, forcing his eyes to narrow seductively, something that had the most
effect on his Sharingan.
“Rumor
has it that a virgin’s pussy has an intoxicatingly unique flavor.” Kakashi
breathed in her scent. “Her first is said to be the only one to taste it, even
after he has taken her, and he ruins her for anyone else.” He licked his lips.
“I’ve never had a virgin before, so it’s too bad that we can’t test this
theory.”
The medic gave him a
curious look through her rabid blush.
“I
don’t plan on letting anyone
taste you but me.”
With that said, his tongue
lashed out at her swollen clit. The light tangy flavor of her made him curious;
it was a sample of what was really in store and the Copy Ninja was eager to
take it on. He pressed his tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves and
feasted on it as his fingers began picking up the pace within her. Kakashi
listened smugly to the mixed gasps of pleasure and winces of pain as she was
being pleased and stretched at the same time. As her winces subsided and her
moaning became more apparent, his hand and tongue switched positions. Perhaps
the rumor was true; he had never tasted anything like this before. Kakashi’s
tongue ran over the length of her opening, gentling pushing his tongue deeper
into her with every lick as his thumb rubbed slow circles over her exposed
clit.
“Kaka…shi…sensei…”
Sakura let out a gasping moan as she fell back on her elbows onto the exam
table.
The silver-haired jounin
grinned, pressing his mouth against the lips of her sex and dug his tongue as
far as it could go into her. It slid around her inner walls, gathering every
bit of sweet liquid she could produce, and expanded and contracted within her
to lick every centimeter of her virgin slit. Kakashi’s thumb pressed harder
against the taut bundle of nerves and picked up speed, her wetness becoming
more and more apparent with every brush of his thumb and stroke of his tongue.
Sakura’s cheeks burned brighter when the Copy Ninja began to slurp on the
fluids from between her legs.
“Ahh!
Kakashi-sensei!” She threw her head back. “I’m getting close…!”
He switched his hand and
tongue again; catching her stiff clit between his teeth, nibbling gently while
flicking his tongue wildly against it and scissoring his fingers inside of her
pussy as he thrust the thick digits in and out of her. Sakura’s moans quickly
turned into pleasured screams as her orgasm approached. The erotic sounds
coming from his medic caused a stirring in Kakashi’s groin;
“How
are you holding up, Sakura-chan?” His eyes sparkled teasingly up at her, his
Sharingan swirling slowly from behind his spiky mess of bangs.
“You’re…”
A shuddering moan over took her body.
“… an ass.”
“I
think I can change your opinion…” Kakashi pulled his fingers out of her and
held her smooth thighs apart. He pressed his mouth to her sex and his tongue
lashed out vigorously inside of her. It only took a few seconds of his tongue’s
violent swipes before she was wailing in ecstasy, the muscles of her vagina
contracted wildly, her orgasm washed over her and poured into Kakashi’s waiting
mouth. The Copy Ninja drank greedily, licking and swallowing every drop as the
sweet liquid overwhelmed his taste buds.
The Copy Ninja pulled
away, licking his lips to savor the last bits of her flavor. “So sweet.”
“I…I
thought you didn’t like sweets.” Sakura panted, watching as Kakashi stood to
his full height.
He grinned and leaned in
for a deep kiss. She could taste herself on his tongue, slightly mixing with
the flavor of him she tasted earlier.
“You’re
an exception.” He murmured and gently suckled on her lower lip. “Do you think
you taste better than me?”
“I…I
don’t…” The medic blushed furiously.
“Well,
I guess you need a reminder…” His eyes flicked to the area behind Sakura. “…
and I think I know the perfect way to kill two birds with one stone.”
She yelped slightly when
he pulled her to her feet and turned her around. “I’m going to need you to bend
over for me.”
“You
know…” Sakura started, annoyed by his condescending tone but was interrupted by
a harsh slap against her backside. “Di-did… you just spank me?!”
“Why,
yes I did.” Kakashi’s eyes formed little crescents and he repeated the action.
“Unless you want more, I suggest you do what I say.”
“Kakashi-sensei,
you are such a… aaah!” She yelped as
another slap sounded against her ass.
“Oh,
when will the insubordination end?” The jounin gave her another firm spank. “Of
course, this could mean that you’re enjoying…”
“Pervert.”
The pink-haired chuunin cut him off and slowly bent over the table.
He leaned over her,
reaching behind her to pinch her lightly abused cheeks and whispered erotically
into her ear. “Clean it up.”
“Wh-what?”
She replied breathlessly.
“You’ve
made a mess; clean it up.”
Sakura’s eyes widened when
she realized that he was referring to his split orgasm from his examination.
“I’ve
made a mess?!” She would’ve shot up to face him if his muscled torso wasn’t
holding her down. “You’re the one who couldn’t take a prostate exam!”
“And
who was the one using chakra during the exam?” Kakashi hummed in her ear, bring
his hand down for another hard slap against her ass. “I wonder if I should talk
Tsunade-sama about that.”
The chuunin grimaced at
being caught and suddenly became aware of his reawakened arousal sliding
against her sensitive folds, the length of his cock caught between the wet and
slightly red lips.
“I
don’t know why you’re being so shy about this.” Her sensei continued. “You
seemed to enjoy it a lot when you had it from the source.”
He decided to add a little
incentive. “The faster you get it done, the faster I do this…”
“Kakashi-sensei…”
Sakura moaned as she felt the head of Kakashi’s dick slowly penetrate her.
“It’s
your turn now.”
She shifted a bit but
lowered her head to the exam table and her tongue tentatively dipped into a
pool of cooled semen. The taste was tangier and much less appealing due to
being mixed with the sanitizer the hospital used on the furniture but at the
moment, she would do anything, anything at all. Sakura used her hands to brace
herself as she cleaned the exam table; every swipe of her tongue was rewarded
with a fleeting caress against her still sensitive clit as he rocked gently
between her legs.
The silver-haired jounin
was careful to keep his movements as shallow as possible, only using the head
of his cock to penetrate her; despite his preparation of her, he still knew
that this was going to be painful. He needed to ease her into her first
experience, especially if he wanted a repeat performance…But God, it took all
he had to not just thrust wildly inside of her, to relish in the way she would
scream his name, to finally experience the tightness of a virgin. But he was a
better man than that; it might’ve been different if he hadn’t become so fond of
her but what could he do?
“Ahh…”
The medic writhed beneath him and whimpered. “Sensei… please… I need…”
“Patience,
Sakura-chan.” His voice was gritty, not
quite wanting to conform to that particular virtue at the moment.
Kakashi pushed in a little
deeper, her wetness tempting him to fill her completely. He took deep breaths
to calm himself and continued his shallow thrusting to gently stretch her to a
comfortable size. The Sharingan caught sight of her licking up the last drops
of his cum, the way her tongue slid out of her mouth and flicked to gather his
fluids reminded him of the way she had cautiously tasted his dick of her own
accord; it looked like he had run out of time.
He would have to give in
now.
Sakura’s eyes shut tightly
when she felt Kakashi’s hard length slide into her completely, stretching her
to her limits. He was big and she felt every inch of him throb inside of her as
her wet heat clenched around him.
“Good
girl.” The Copy Ninja grunted into her ear. “Now, wasn’t it tasty?”
“Y-yes,
sensei.” Sakura winced. “Please,
Kakashi-sensei… don’t stop… moving…”
“Don’t
stop moving?” His eyebrow rose in mock curiosity. “I didn’t know you liked
pain, Sakura.”
Her eyes rounded and she
inhaled sharply.
“Of
course…” He stood up straight and held his chin between his thumb and index
finger. “… that would explain why you
allowed yourself to be spanked for so long before.”
“Ah!”
A pained yelp escaped from Sakura’s throat when she felt Kakashi’s thick length
flex sharply inside of her. “Sensei!”
“We’re
going to take this nice and slow.” The silver-haired jounin leaned over her
again, slowly pulling out before pushing slowly back in.
The chuunin bit her lip,
her eyes shut tightly and a tear slid down her cheek. Kakashi’s tongue was
amazing, she even got used to his fingers, but his cock just felt far
too big. Her inner walls
clamped down around him, almost as if she was trying to force him out, but he
held firm against her. His slow, shallow thrusting stretched her painfully; the
hot, white agony caused beads of sweat to appear all over the kunoichi’s body,
but beneath the pain there was a spark of something. Something that grew little
by little as Kakashi continued his thrusting and she knew that if she could hold
on a little longer…
“Are
you feeling alright, Sakura?” The Copy Nin grunted, fighting a losing battle
with restraint.
“I’m…
I’m… okay, sensei.” She bit out the lie unconvincingly.
“Let’s
see if we can’t improve on that.”
Kakashi’s hand reached
around her to pinch her clit. An immediate rush of pleasure caused her to cry
out as he began to roll around the sensitive nub between his fingers. His
infuriatingly slow pace began to increase and the deep hungry heat in Sakura’s
loins began to intensify. The kunoichi’s quiet moaning told the jounin that her
pain was gradually ebbing away. Relief washed over him but he would have to
wait a little longer before he could go all out, hopefully he could get her
moans to increase in volume with his plan. The silver-haired jounin’s free hand
went to pull open the last few buttons on her top and reached into her gown to
free her breasts. They felt firm and soft in his hand; he gave one a curious
squeeze and found that it fit perfectly into his palm. Kakashi began an expert
manipulation of her breasts and clit and quickly combined it with deeper
thrusts of his cock and he felt her inner fluids leak down his shaft and
moistened his balls as his movements continued.
Sakura began consistently
letting out low moans when she felt her nipples being pinched between Kakashi’s
long fingers. The same treatment was applied to her clit as Kakashi began
thrusting half of his cock in and out of her. She called out his name
breathlessly, desperately pleading for him to continue between gasps of
pleasure.
“Kaka…shi-sensei…”
She moaned erratically. “It’s so good, ahh…please,
sensei! I can’t…I can’t…!”
“Oh?”
He let out a playful, questioning grunt. “Do you usually last this long?”
He released her clit and
brought both hands to her breasts while deepening his thrusts and quickening
his motions.
“Ah!
Sensei!” I can’t… please…
I’m…”
“Come
for me, then.” Kakashi growled into her ear.
“Kakashi-sensei!”
Sakura shrieked in ecstasy as she felt his long, thick cock fill her
completely.
The silver-haired jounin
grunted as his lover’s sex clamped down on his cock, vigorously milking him for
his seed. He brought his hand to cup the area where their bodies met, caressing
the abused lips of her vagina through her orgasm. Her tight slit’s intense
massage of his dick was something he had never felt before; he ceased all
movement and let the pleasure wash over him, allowing her orgasm to push him
closer to bliss. However, Sakura’s orgasm subsided before she could bring the
Copy Ninja to his, but that was perfectly fine with him; he did have other
ideas after all. Kakashi swiftly pulled out of the medic, a pang of sympathy
struck him at her sudden cry and the trembling of her body.
“I’m
sorry.” He placed a firm kiss on her temple.
The Copy Ninja took a seat
on the exam table beside Sakura and offered her his hand. She moved between his
legs, mouth open to get another taste of his meat.
“Ah,
ah…” Kakashi tsked, putting a palm to
her forehead to stop her. “You can have seconds later.”
The kunoichi blushed.
“But… you didn’t finish…”
He chuckled. “Come here.”
Kakashi patted his lap.
Sakura shyly hoisted
herself onto him, grasping his shoulders for support and placing her knees on
the exam table on either side of him. When her emerald gaze met his mismatched
ones, she was immediately assaulted with a deep kiss. She felt arms around her
back, pulling her closer and crushing her breasts against the swelled of his
chest. The chuunin’s arms reflexively wrapped around Kakashi’s neck and her
lips parted, allowing her tongue to dart out into his mouth. The Copy Nin was
much faster, however, and his tongue was in her mouth just before she even had
the idea. Sakura groaned into the kiss; her tongue fiercely crashed into his
and wildly swiped around the warm cavern. The silver-haired jounin was amused
by her eagerness; he didn’t think that he had ever had a kiss quite like this
one. It was hungry and slightly inexperienced; her tongue periodically slipped
out of his mouth and messily slid over his lips before finding its way back to where
she wanted it to be. Her voracious tongue was impeded when she felt a sticky
wetness sliding over the crevice of her backside.
“Kakashi-sensei!”
She shrieked in surprise when she felt his thick finger massage her rear
entrance. “Wh-what are you doing?”
“Hmm…”
Kakashi hummed curiously. “I was always late for anatomy class at medic’s
school… I forget if females have prostates too…”
“Oh
course they d-mmph!” Her sentence was
cut off by a bone rattling kiss.
“I
think I had better check it out myself.” He grinned ferally. “After all, there
is no substitute for experience.”
“Ahh…sensei…”
Sakura groaned and buried her face into his neck. “It’s… ahh… argh….”
“How
does that feel?” The Copy Ninja nipped at her ear.
“We-weird…”
His student mumbled.
“You
should get used to it soon.”
Kakashi only used half of
his middle finger to slide in and out of her ass. Her spilt orgasm proved to be
an excellent lubricant; the Copy Ninja’s finger almost slipped knuckle deep
into her several times. He decided to go deeper when he heard her sharp
breathing subside, gently twisting the digit as he thrust it into her.
“Is
that a little better?”
“Y-yes,
sensei.”
“This
one is going to be uncomfortable.” He warned.
The medic dug her nails
into the flesh of her sensei’s shoulders when she felt a second digit push its
way into her anal cavity. The stretching sensation was very different from when
they were in her sex; it was a little more awkward, but the sharp pains
lessened a little quicker which was mostly due to Kakashi’s slower pace. The
silver-haired shinobi listened carefully to her breathing as he quickened his
pace, noting any sharp breaths or heavy gasps. A soft cry escaped her lips as
his fingers spread apart to stretch her directly. The scissoring and twisting
of his fingers forced her to arch her back, exposing her neck to Kakashi’s wet,
open-mouthed kisses, which deepened the angry red bruise he marked her with
earlier.
He placed a firm kiss on
her lips as he pulled his fingers out of her, muffling her squeal at the sudden
emptiness. The jounin’s hands roughly gripped her ass cheeks and lifted her up,
her recently stretched entrance hovering over the head of his throbbing dick.
“Are
you ready?” Kakashi asked, although he would probably proceed no matter how she
answered.
Sakura did little to hide
her apprehension; her shifting eyes and panicked breathing gave her away almost
immediately.
“Don’t
worry.” He gave her another kiss as he pressed himself against her entrance.
“I’m a sex god remember? I’ll make it good.”
“You smug bastard.” The
pink-haired kunoichi grunted against his lips.
His wide grin pushed his
cheeks upward, causing his eyes to crease in amusement. “On three?”
She nodded and mentally
prepared herself.
“One…”
Sakura shut her eyes.
“Two…”
She buried her face in the
crook of his neck.
“Three…”
A soft gasp sprung from
her throat, but she didn’t feel any pain at all, only the pressure of his cock
against her.
“Four…”
What the heck?
“Five…”
“Kakashi-sensei,
what are you do-ahh!”
“Six.”
He growled fiercely and thrust upwards, cutting off her indignant response. “Gotcha.”
He chuckled smugly.
The medic’s teeth sunk
into her lover’s shoulder, breaking skin but not to the point of drawing blood.
She felt his thick length force her anal passage apart slowly and painfully,
his cock was inching its way deeper into her as her body automatically tried to
reject him
“Relax.” He growled.
“You’re making this harder than it has to be…”
“You’re
making this harder than it has to be!” Sakura yanked a silver spike of hair
indignantly. “We didn’t… ugh… have to do this!”
“And
I’m sure we had to do my prostate exam?” Kakashi grunted, as she pulled on his
hair again.
“That
was a necessary medical procedure! You’re only doing this because you’re a
pervert!”
“A
sexy pervert.” He pressed his lips
against hers. “One who you seem to have gone to great lengths to seduce, not
that you had to by any means; I had already wanted you after all.”
“You’re
a smug… conceited…” Sakura flushed with indignation, struggling to find
insults. “…dirty… old man!”
“That…
and a sex god, who overrides all of your senses despite your better judgment.”
Kakashi’s eyes flicked downward triumphantly for a moment.
The pink-haired chuunin’s
eyes widened when she realized that Kakashi had lowered her completely onto his
lap so that she was fully seated on his erection.
“Something
the matter, Sakura-chan?”
“How
did… I can’t believe…you… you planned this?” She sputtered.
“I
told you I was good, however, this is still going to be uncomfortable for a
while; I need you to relax.”
Kakashi stressed impatiently; despite his
smugness, if Sakura continued squirming he might end up finishing before he
could get her to enjoy this position..
The medic glared at him a
moment, recognizing the frustrated tone he used with Naruto during their days
as genin. The sudden pain in her backside forced her body to hunch over,
burying her face in the crook of Kakashi’s neck and breaking their locked
gazes. Kakashi’s grip on her waist tightened as he slowly dragged her up and
down his shaft. There was another small explosion of pain that assaulted the
kunoichi’s nerves, burning and tearing at her insides. The Copy Ninja
eventually slowed his motions to a gentle stop, feeling Sakura squirm around
his cock. His lips latched onto right breast and he started a teasing suction
while a hand went down to rub slow circles on her clitoris.
She gasped and arched her
back, pressing herself deeper into his mouth and hand, the mixed sensations of
pleasure and pain fighting for dominance.
“You’re
going to have to take a more active role in this one, Sakura.” Kakashi softly
pulled on her nipple with his teeth.
The pink-haired chuunin
gave him a confused look.
“You
said you wanted me to finish right?” He waggled his eyebrow playfully. “Or are
you going to be selfish?”
Sakura’s eyebrow twitched,
recognizing the challenge for what it was, and slowly pushed herself onto her
knees. When she felt the swollen head of his penis left inside of her, Sakura
timidly began impaling herself onto him, gently taking more of him with each
downward thrust and the tingle around her anus forced her pelvis forward,
pressing her sensitive clit against the ripples of Kakashi’s abs. Shivers of
pleasure ran up her spine and she followed her first instinct: grind against
his abs.
“Ahh,
Kakashi-sensei…” A guttural moan escaped her lips as she rocked back and forth,
alternating between rubbing her receptive nub against the Copy Nin’s taut
muscles and fucking his thick length into her ass.
“That’s
good, Sakura…” The older shinobi brought one hand to her hip to steady her
movements and the other slid up to her unattended breast, giving it a firm
massage in time with the suckling and licking he was giving her other breast.
“Keep… doing that…”
The pain faded as Sakura’s
moans grew louder and the exclaiming of Kakashi’s name grew more frequent. The
jounin was surprised at the rapid pace Sakura was setting for herself, her
wetness soaked his front and her rabid bouncing was driving him to another
orgasm. The clenching heat, the squeezing friction, the fact that she just
refused to relax – it was all turning him on and he just couldn’t fight it.
“Move…faster…”
He groaned breathlessly, switching his mouth and hand on her breasts. “Yeah…
oh, yeah… just like that…”
Sakura would’ve made a
quip about his demand when he was perpetually late to everything, but the heat
swelling in her mid-section and the haze of lust clouding her mind only made
her obey. The medic’s frantic rocking brought her closer and closer to her own
orgasm, her clit vigorously rubbing against his hard abdominal muscles and the
fullness in her ass began to turn her on more than she ever thought it would.
“Agh…
sensei! I’m so close… it’s so good!” The medic screamed in a reckless abandon.
“Yes… oh God, yes!”
Kakashi’s lover spilled
her orgasm all over his front and he impatiently began thrusting violently up
into her, no longer satisfied with her pace; he was so close damn it and he was
going to fill her like his life depended on it. The delicious pressure was
building in his cock and he felt his balls tighten as he continued to slam into
her ass, the pounding making her scream again and again. It ended with a loud
groan of his lover’s name as his balls expanded and released his sticky, creamy
seed into her anal passage.
“Ah, fuck yes…” The jounin
moaned in satisfaction. “Ah yes, Sakura…”
The pair huffed and
puffed, sweat trickling down their bodies and the smell of fresh sex hung in
the air. Sakura whimpered when Kakashi pulled her off of his erection and
placed her gently onto his lap, his cock sliding between them and his seed
dribbling down the back of her thighs. The kunoichi barely noticed when Kakashi
pulled her down flat onto the table. He trailed heavy kissed up her neck and
his lips quickly settled in for a deep, long messy kiss, which was quickly
broken by Sakura’ s surprised gasp when she felt something thick and throbbing
press into her pink pussy.
“Kakashi-sensei!
How are you… how can you…?”
“I
go twice every round, Sakura.” He informed her complacently.
She suddenly had a quick
flashback of him bursting all over the exam table and again down her throat. It
dawned on her that he used the time to exclusively please her as a way to recover
for another round.
“We’re
going to do this a little more traditionally…” He threw her legs over his
shoulders.
“Traditionally?”
Sakura’s eyebrow quirked up.
A wry smile appeared on
his face; having sex on an examination table in a hospital during a physical
wasn’t traditional by any means.
“As
traditional as we can make it, considering the location and who we are.”
Kakashi braced his arms on either side of her.
“A
shinobi of ill repute and the innocent student he corrupted?”
“You
should re-examine this situation before you use terms like that, Sakura.” His
expression furrowed in annoyance.
“That
just says…” She leaned up to kiss him. “…I learned from the best, right?”
“Don’t
think a kiss and a half-assed excuse will fix everything.” Kakashi mirrored her
previous complaint. “You’re going to have to do much better than that…”
A wanton moan filled his
ears when he pushed himself into her wet heat. Her inner walls roughly massaged
his cock and he no longer had the patience to be gentle. The Copy Ninja thrust
viciously into her, the sound of skin against skin, Kakashi’s grunting and
Sakura’s moaning immediately bounced off the walls.
“Oh
yeah, that’s a very good start, Sakura-chan.” He groaned into her ear as the
quiet squishing and squelching of her wetness slowly increased in volume as he
fucked her. “It’s good like this, isn’t it?”
“Yes,
sensei! Oh, oh, yes!” The medic’s
hands gripped her lover’s biceps. “Please, ah, ah, Kakashi-sensei, don’t stop!”
The silver-haired jounin
moved harder and faster into Sakura, taking advantage of the fact that their
current position would fill her completely; she would feel every inch of him
inside of her and probably would overestimate his already impressive size. His
intensity grew with every moan, scream and whimper of the word “sensei,”
driving him to another orgasm more quickly than he had anticipated, and he
loved every second of it. Kakashi reciprocated by growling filthy words into
her ear, telling her to beg while dominating her completely and knowing how
much she loved being at his mercy.
Their muscles tensed,
Sakura’s abdominals burned from having her legs pushed down towards her head
and Kakashi’s arms and legs tightened from his violent downward thrusts, and
sweat slicked bodies slid against each other erotically as their moans grew
louder.
“Sakura…” Kakashi grunted.
“I’m… getting… ah, fuck… I’m going to come…”
“Wait…
sensei…ahh…” She moaned
desperately. “…not yet…”
“Look
down…” The Copy Ninja rumbled his command.
Sakura’s eyes widened
slightly, confused to what he meant.
“Watch
me fuck you.” He ground out breathlessly.
Her eyes followed his gaze
downward and saw his thick erection splitting her apart, their hips rapidly
slamming together, his grunts and her moans were timed when their bodies met in
a sweltering hot passion. She didn’t think it would, but watching Kakashi’s
cock plunge in and out of her wet sex was incredibly arousing; her pink folds
swallowed his dick eagerly, willingly parting for him in a way that begged him
to fuck her without having to use words.
“Sensei…sensei…ahh,
God, Kakashi-sensei!”
“That’s
right… that’s good… Sakura… come for me again…” His Sharingan spun sluggishly.
“You’re close, aren’t you? Just come for me… now…!”
The lazy command sent
sharp tingles below her stomach, her body writhed, her back arched and she
screamed. It was the single most satisfying scream of her life as her vagina
gripped hard around the jounin’s throbbing shaft and she instantly felt his
burning hot seed fill her. Her overly sensitive slit felt every delicate spasm
of his cock inside of her and she encouraged his continual thrusting to ride
out the rest of his orgasm.
Slowly their ragged
breathing began to regulate and Kakashi rolled beside Sakura on the table and
slid an arm underneath her to pull her onto his chest. The strong kiss the
medic felt on her forehead warmed her body pleasantly.
“I
don’t think I can make that check-up on Sunday.” The Copy Ninja murmured. “I
don’t suppose you do house calls?”
“Maybe
if you had a reasonable excuse.”
“I
perform much better with more space and
a bed than I do in a cramped, albeit specially assigned, hospital room.”
‘How
much better could it get?’ Sakura flushed. “I-I… I suppose that
excuse is... reasonable... ”
“I
thought so. Now, how about we get some rest?” He pulled the both of them up. “Preferably
in something of a nice, soft bed?”
“That…”
She quickly found her panties and adjusted her ruffled uniform. “…sounds great,
my place?”
“Yes,
please.” Kakashi gathered his ANBU gear. “Someone can take can take care of
your other patients?”
“Eh?
What do you mean?” The medic’s eyebrow rose playfully. “Today is Friday.”
“So?”
He adjusted his mask.
“I
thought you knew that Fridays were my days off.” Her lips curved upward
smoothly as she broke the seal on the door.
Kakashi’s eyes bulged
noticeably; his gaze followed the swing of her hips as she walked out the door.
The Copy Ninja definitely
not going to miss another check-up.
While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo