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Filthy Shades of Pink	By : kink_anarchy Category: Naruto > General Views: 4647 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title Mic Check

Pairing: Kakashi & Sakura

Warnings: Oral, fingering, toys

Un-beta'd - all mistakes are mine. Check out my profile for requests and more information.

The quaint little bar was empty, quiet, and the complete opposite of what it would be in a few hours. Kakashi sat at the edge of the stage tweaking with the microphone output. Wires from the equipment lay at his feet, ready to be zip tied together and taped down out of the way.
"Everything's set here!" his companion called as she waved over at him from the equalizer and gave an 'ok' sign.
"Can you help me with these, too?"
"Sure thing, babe."
He lifted his mismatched gaze and smirked as she approached him, bared legs warmed by the sun that filtered through the windows. His button down looked sexy against her.
She hoisted herself up onto the stage beside him. "We could have had this done yesterday you know."
"I didn't hear you complaining at the time, what with all the moaning."
She nudged him. "But you didn't even let me finish it after!"
"It's not right to get out of bed for at least two hours after we're done."
Her warm green eyes were a light with mirth. "You didn't let me out of bed at all, and now we're down to almost three hours before your band mates get here!"
he slipped his arm around her. "This brings me back to my first point; you weren't fighting."
Sakura huffed, turning away to hide flushed cheeks. "Oh, shut up and finish the mics."
Clicking his slender voice mic on, he tapped the top but no sound resonated from it.
"You know there's a reason I bought you that new one," she commented with a sigh.
"But this one's still good."
"Just use the other one, I'll go get it."
He caught her by the wrist and slid off the edge of the stage as he pulled her back to him. He caught and spun her, lifting her to sit on the stage in a seemingly flawless all-in-one movement. Sakura could only grin as his hands gripped her thighs and jerked her closer to him. His nose nuzzled against her ear before his lips found her neck.
"Before that though, I'm going to need my shirt back." He spoke against her.
She knew all too well what his true intentions were. She bit down on her lip to keep from moaning when he nipped on the sensitive tendon there. "Kakashi, stop... trying to... distract me..."
His fingers ghosted the sides of her breasts as he passed over them before they found the top button. He undid each one, pressing a kiss to her chest as more of her creamy skin was exposed. Calloused fingers brushed the shirt from her shoulders and Kakashi set it to the side, neatly out of the way.
But the shirt was just a minor accomplishment. His lips closed around a stiff nipple and his tongue took full advantage. Sakura sighed and mewled as his hot slick muscle tapped and laved at her pebbled peak. He leaned forward, pressing down and guiding her back to the floor. He dragged his thumb across her dampened panties, making slow circles as his mouth slowly traveled down her stomach. He eased the mint-colored garment from her hips and set it aside. His fingertips skimmed across her skin as he teased up her thighs.
Sakura could only breathe, and feel, and anticipate.
But he didn't keep her waiting long. His fingers traced along her slit and his breath tickled her skin when he spoke. "Mmm... I wonder how wet you'll be when I slip inside..."
He was amused at how her body tensed at the idea. Using his fingers, he spread her folds apart and marveled at how pink and wet she looked. Scratching that itch, he pushed a single finger deep inside her as far as he could go. Her slick warmth engulfed him and he easily added a second finger. She cooed in delight as he began to piston them. Her legs jerked and she fought to keep her breath steady as he curled his fingers inside her.
He loved watching her small breasts, perky and tight, as they rose and fell. A warm hand covered one, squeezing the supple flesh. He felt he had teased her enough and pulled both of his hands away.
"Kakashi..."
"Just look at how drenched you are." He lifted his fingers and spread them apart, her essence thickly coated each one. Looking at her girly juices on his fingers only turned Sakura on more, but he knew that little secret.
Laying over her body, the tip of his tongue traced her bottom lip. "Lick me clean and I'll do you one better."
Lust-glazed greens focused on his face, met his eyes, as she parted her lips. Her perfect pink tongue reached for his fingers and he groaned as she found them, moist muscle twirling around them. She sucked his fingers further into her mouth as if they were some rich delicacy. He watched her mouth as she worked, tongue gliding between his fingers to get every drop.
After feeling she had done a good job, he pulled free from her suckling lips. "Very good," he husked and then crashed their mouths together.
Sakura raked her fingers through his hair, thoroughly returning the kiss with wild tongue and trying to keep him close to her when he tried to break away.
But he did get away and then he wagged a finger at her in a teasing show of disapproval. Her brows rose in playful curiosity as he dipped down. She was unable to see him from her position on the stage, but she felt him as tongue, teeth, and lips cut a path up from her ankle. By the time he reached her thighs she was a mewling, trembling mess.
A puff of air rushed over her center and her body tensed - and ached with desire. With a slow, purposeful crawl, Kakashi let his tongue ride up her slit, but he refuse to tap that hot little button of hers that rested at the apex. He did it again and again, avoiding giving in to her soft pleas and subtle shifts of her hips. Holding her open, he plunged his tongue inside her hole to sample her tangy flavor.
He pulled her legs around his neck as he tongued her, twisting and thrusting within. Sakura reached for his head cause damn it, he felt so fucking good and she was going to get him where she wanted him. She gasped, a high-pitched sound, as her body went taut. Kakashi fought back the smug smirk before he leant back.
"No," she whimpered. "Don't stop."
"Hold on, I just wanna see if I can hear this."
Her brow furrowed at the sight of his microphone. "What are you-"
He placed it on her stomach, angled towards him, and then with an over-dramatic noise, he enveloped her clit, sucking it loudly between his teeth. She groaned, rolling her hips up against him. The microphone rolled off of her when she moved, and still no sound came out.
He released her with a soft pop before letting his tongue swipe and flick across her in a frenzy, loving the way her body twitched under him. Pulling back, he pinched her clit between his fingers and pulled the tiny hooded flesh back, exposing the sensitive nub underneath. The kiss he placed upon it drew out a hiss from her lips before it spiraled into a cry of absolute pleasure as he lapped and twirled his tongue around her.
"Ah! No! That's too much! I-"
He pushed his two fingers back inside her, driving them in and out to match the tempo of his tongue. He could feel her legs shake, her feminine walls tremble.
"Kakashi! I'm... I'm gonna..."
He pulled away then with a lick of his lips and slowed his hand. Sakura practically growled and she was so caught up in her frustration - and voicing it rather loudly - that she didn't see him poising the tip at her entrance. He brushed it between her folds, coating it with her plentiful juices ad then she did notice.
"What is that?" she asked before propping herself up on her elbows. Her eyes widened at the sight of his microphone between her legs.
"No, Kakashi, don't use that!"
"Might as well get some fun out of it if I can't use it tonight."
"But it's-"
"It's alright. Besides, I think you'll enjoy it."
She went to reply, but he pressed pass her folds, earning a garbled moan as the head of the mic pushed in. He watched, fascinated, as the silver body disappeared inside of her. With unhurried movements, he slid it out and then gently back in as far as he could. A broken breath was heaved from her chest, her head tilting and turning as she was overcome with the pleasure of being stretched and filled.
Gradually, he sped up his pace. "Touch yourself for me," he commanded softly.
Her hands came up to squeeze her breasts; small fingers pinched rosy distended nipples, plucking them as she rocked her hips to meet his thrusts.
Kakashi had been a little disappointed that his microphone was no longer working; it had been one of his favorites. But hell, maybe he could keep it around for this, Sakura certainly seemed to like it. Then he caught something from the corner of his eye and he could have nearly slapped himself. The adapter wasn't on. Grinning, he stretched his other arm out and clicked the tiny button. Almost instantaneously, lewd, wet sounds were amplified over the speaker system. He turned the volume down as he peered over at his lover. Sakura was watching him with surprise and perhaps a bit of embarrassment.
Kakashi could only smile at her. "You must be really drenched, just listen." He moaned as he listened to the sound, "god your pussy is amazing."
She couldn't say it now, but the way he talked, and the sounds of his microphone fucking her deep and hard turned her on immensely. He thrust into her dripping pussy faster, enjoying how her body reacted. The vulgar squelching noise had him nearly busting out of his pants and he ached so badly, but he wasn't going to stop until she came first.
"Ah! Yes... hah.. fuck me harder...!"
And he did; he hooked one arm under her knee and spread her legs further apart, changing the sensation as he continued to slam the impromptu toy deep inside her. Her body twitched and her toes curled and her voice left her in shivering gasps.
"Oh shit... Kakashi..."
"Yeah baby?"
"O~ooh, I'm gonna cum... don't fucking stop..."
I won't I want to hear it; let me hear you, Sakura."
"Ka-ka-shi..."
"Yeah baby, cum for me. Cum hard, all over it."
Her lips split open for a rapturous cry of release, her back arching clean off the stage. Kakashi eased the microphone from her as she came down from her orgasmic high. It was soaked in her thick honey and he set it to the side, a little impressed. He pulled himself onto the stage and crawled over her. Hands on either side of his head, he leaned down and kissed her. She hummed against him, content.
Her voice was a bit dry as she spoke. "That was... that was..."
"Don't label it, just tell me that you'd want to do it again."
A faint blush crossed her cheeks as she nodded and smiled. His nose bumped hers before their lips met again. Soft and sweet became deep and passionate and he rocked against her, his rock-hard bulge all too evident against her thigh.
"Kakashi, we're running out of time. There's only... two hours," she said after peering at the clock.
"I can make it quick."
"Kakashi..."
"But I got you off," he protested with a sad puppy dog look.
"Do you want me to shove the microphone up your ass?"
She balked as she saw the look in his eyes; he was really considering it.
"Maybe next time," he replied with a soft chuckle.
She shook her head as she threw her arms around his neck. "Such a perv."
"And you love it."
"I do," she answered as her hands began to work his zipper undone. At this rate, they weren't going to be ready for tonight's show - but somehow, neither of them seemed to mind.
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