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A Hero's Reward	By : PurpleFlamingo Category: Naruto > General Views: 2024 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Naruto Shippuden, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-A Surprise Visitor
- 1
A Hero’s Reward
There is a fair amount of story/build-up before the actual porn, so mind that if you are going to read. Thank you!

“You know, Hatake, you never did tell me what it was like on the other side. Did you see ghosts and shit?”
Kakashi glanced to his right, his eye focused on the rather crassly-positioned woman, whose right leg was draped over her left. Her purple hair was in its normal position, some strands waving across her face, headband resting callously on her forehead, and a – ponytail? Braid? Whatever it was, in the shape of a pineapple, on the back of her head.
Kakashi barked rather painfully, despite knowing his chest would be flaming up in response. It was dumb, sure, something out of a schlocky and cheesy horror novel, sure, but Anko did know how to raise him up when he was down, he had to give her credit for that.
Kurenai groaned and smacked her friend on the side of the head, eliciting a rather bratty “Ow!” from the woman, a tone that Kakashi wasn’t used to hearing from her. Kurenai gave the bed-ridden man an apologetic look and placed a soft hand on the side of his bed.
“How are you feeling?”
It was a random, unexpected even, when it happened. He carried Naruto to the village on his back, the roars and ruckus combining into something terrible on the ears, yet beautiful for his soul. Hearing the village that once shunned his student now praise and lift his name to the Heavens was something that nobody would easily forget, not now, and never again.
A few hours after the celebrations had died down, which Kakashi had gleefully avoided to hang from a treetop to read his smut, and that’s when he felt it – first it was just a small pang in his heart, and then a thud, soft to start but rising up terribly and viciously until Kakashi couldn’t do anything but move himself to the hospital, hoping to escape whatever pain was afflicting him.
The doctors figured it was just complications from the assault, something involving the heart when he was, well, revived. They had never dealt with a dead man walking, literally speaking, so any pain that Kakashi had was a mystery to them.
The treatment that seemed to work was prescribing Kakashi pain medication and keeping him on watch for most of the day and night, and he was all too okay with being granted time to read, sleep, and eat for the most part.
While a good portion of him wanted to be out there, helping rebuild the village he called his home, he also knew that it was best if his body was granted some time to restore itself to a more natural state. The rebuild would take plenty of time, he could allow himself the pleasure of resting, even if only for a bit.
“Never been better.” Kakashi said plainly, causing a small giggle from the normally stoic red-eyed beauty. Anko chortled in turn.
Running her slender hand on the wooden desk next to his bedframe, Anko tapped Kakashi’s current read, “Tender Hearts in a Time of War” and ‘hmm’d’ to herself in thought. She picked up the book and glanced at the back.
“This book released three days ago, but our shipment never arrived due to the attack. How did you get a copy in your hands?” Anko asked curiously, feigning nonchalance while flipping through the pages, but there was an extremely slight, almost imperceptible edge in her tone that anyone other than Kakashi, (and her former sensei) would have missed. However, he heard her hidden question.
“Sakura, my former student,” Hatake answered after a moment, slightly shifting himself to feel more comfortable. “When she went to the Land of Waves to request funds and supplies for rebuilding, she saw it on a bookshelf and brought me a copy. Said it was to help pass the time in here, while “my lazy ass” was avoiding ground work.”
“That was awfully kind of her.” Kurenai stated, yawning as the sun outside began to slowly descend over the horizon. “Is it one of your smut books, or an actual romance?”
Kakashi shrugged his shoulders under the blankets. “I mean, the sex scenes are pretty steamy,” was his reply. “However, it focuses on two foot soldiers of a dying kingdom coming to terms with their affection for each other while the war they are fighting continues to look worse and worse. Sounds rather vague and generic, I know, but the characterization of the female protagonist is amazing and, being honest, drives the story forward. Pretty decent read, I’d say I’m about three-fourths of the way through.”
Kurenai’s face was scrunched slightly in a ‘pleasantly surprised’ look and nodded to herself. Anko had a glimmer in her eye that only Kakashi would pinpoint, his face staring back at hers.
“I’ll have to borrow your copy when you are done.”
The three continued to converse for a bit, and before they knew it, it was 10:30 at night.
“I think I’m going to head home.” Kurenai stated, slapping her thighs before standing up and stretching her muscles into activity. “Will you be leaving with me, Anko?” the woman said after a moment, an all-too familiar teasing tone lingering in her question.
It was common knowledge that Kakashi and Anko had been an item before, seeing as Anko had one time walked in on the two of them enjoying the other’s presence. Nothing that had scarred her, but regardless it had been burned into her mind.
So, of course, she told her late fiancée, who told another jounin, and the rest was history. All of them wondered, however, why the two of them didn’t just cut the pretenses and become an official couple, but all they could do was guess and theorize.
The funny thing of it was that of all people, Ino Yamanaka had figured it out before her genius teammate, Shikamaru. Well, it was on brand, anyways. Made sense for the romance-genius to figure something out like this before the tactical-genius.
The surprising thing about that was that Ino kept her mouth shut about it, after both Kakashi and Anko politely asked her too. Look at that, huh?
“Nah, I think I’ll stay behind, just for a bit.” Kurenai rolled her eyes at the smirk that was plastered on her friend’s face, but decided not to comment on it, opting to keep her sanity intact. “Alright, well, you two have fun, don’t do anything stupid.”
And, finally, the two of them found themselves alone together.
“Anko, I hope you don’t think that we will do anything right now.”
The woman put on her best innocent face and touched the skin above her heart in mock pain. “Do you really think so little of me that I wouldn’t be able to hold myself back and just jump your bones?”
“What are you talking about, Mitarashi? I’m just saying I’m obviously bedridden, so any form of training or physical activity has been prohibited by the doctors until they deem it so.” Kakashi replied, a teasing tone in his voice.
“Oh, you little-” Anko refrained from cursing, seeing as just outside the tent flap there had to have been at least one sleeping civilian who was trying to get their proper rest. Instead, she dragged a stray finger up his thigh, on top of the blanket, and Kakashi’s teasing tone turned into a steely edge.
“As fun as it would be, there are civilians outside, and doctors check every so often, you know that.”
Anko felt his thigh twitch and dragged it the other way, just shy of touching him directly. “They can’t be around all the time, and I’ve spent enough time in the hospital to know that every patient not under immediate danger status is given windows of nurse-free rest, and last I checked, you fall under ‘Stable’.” She said the last word using her hands to mime a quotation sign in midair.
“Different procedures seeing as our entire hospital, equipment and all, was blown away. I’m being watched with a careful eye twenty-four, seven, I’m sorry.” Kakashi said, not sounding sorry in the slightest.
“Mhm,” Anko hummed, this time gripping his thigh with one hand, causing a small jump from his groin area. “And what if I come back in the middle of the night, right after a check-up on you? That buys me at least an hour.”
“Well, I’m not exactly in any condition to fight back, now, am I?” was the playful reply she got.
“Would you fight back if you could, Hatake?” Her eyebrow raised in question, almost challenging his response.
“No, but the point still stands.”
The silence between them was calm, the constant ticking of rudimentary medical sensors lulling them into a comfortable sense of quiet. Anko glanced at the book on his night table. Kakashi followed her line of sight with his lone eye.
“So, this… Sakura, got it for you?”
Kakashi nodded noncommittally, his neck twisted slightly. “Sounded a little… jealous, maybe, earlier?”
She snorted in apparent disagreement. “Don’t get it twisted, if we are fucking raw, I just want to know if you have been messing around with anyone else so I know if I need to get tested.”
He shifted in his bed, the moonlight from one of the holes in the tent splashing down on his face. “You know I don’t.”
She lowered her head ever so slightly. Her voice was almost a whisper, “I know.”
The two of them stayed still for a moment, the once comforting silence becoming rather awkward.
“I’ll be back, Hatake.”
“Oh, I’m sure you will be.”
Anko ducked under his close flap, and walked past a few empty beds, with there only being one other patient in the general room outside of the small tent room reserved specifically for Kakashi.
They’d still need to be quiet, but he was a few beds down, so they had some leeway, if anything.
Silently closing the tent door, Anko walked up to the front desk and coughed to get the attendant’s attention.
“Hi, would you mind if I checked the schedules for the nurse? I’m tasked with assisting and expediting the rebuild of the Hidden Leaf and I need to know, if possible, when we can pull any kunoichi or shinobi out for help, since we are short on roster.”
The desk attendant raised an eyebrow. “And this is coming from…?”
“Our Acting Hokage, since Tsunade is comatose, I’m sure you understand.”
“Yes, well,” the attendant said, shuffling through her papers. “normally I’d need a written, authorized note from the Hokage confirming this, but seeing as the situation is not unlike the Nine-Tails attack, I’ll work under those conditions. Here, this is our tentative schedule for the next week, please try to let us know within three days if you’ll be pulling anyone away from us, thank you.”
Anko flipped through the pages and started doing the mental calculations. If Kakashi was in designated room G6, and the nurses were assigned… and there…
“2-4 AM is his dead period.” Anko thought with a sly smirk, concealing her face by turning her back, acting as if she was in deep thought.
She nodded her thanks to the nurse and left, paperwork intact.
-E
Kakashi couldn’t sleep, not with the mere thought of his voluptuous sparring partner making her in-house nursing debut with him dancing across his mind. Anko was kinky, no doubt about it, but even public sex was something she didn’t want anywhere near her record, if caught. It wasn’t a pleasant mark to have come up.
The clock read 2:26 AM, with his last check-up until 4 AM coming at 1:39. He had absolutely zero doubt that Anko got her hands on the schedule, now it was a matter of waiting for her to strike.
And, sure enough, he felt her presence before he could see her, but he knew she was around. He sighed and sunk down into his bed. He couldn’t complain, he supposed, seeing as it had been a while since they slept together.
Another positive was that she wouldn’t stick around long enough to be caught by a nurse. She never stuck around after it was over, even if he wanted her to.
A soft hand made its way onto his thigh, this time sending a chill up his body, goosebumps beginning to form across his arms and body.
“Miss me that much, Kakashi? I’m honored.” Anko chuckled, gliding her nails up and down his thigh, watching as his breath ever-so-slightly increased in pace. His face didn’t betray any emotions, however that wasn’t a tall order, seeing as his face mask was still on.
“I see you made good on your promise.”
“Of course I did, it’s been far too long since I’ve had a spin.”
She flipped the bedsheet off and glanced at his hospital shorts and blank, plain white tee on. Touching his inner thigh with her pointer nail, Anko wore a proud smirk on her face when she saw his dick jump from his shorts.
“We have until 4 AM, at the earliest. Wanna make good use of that?”
Kakashi laughed quietly. “Like I said, Anko, I can’t fight back. I’m at your mercy.”
She leaned over, his eye watching her, and she planted a soft kiss on his thigh, her lips lingering for a moment as she raised her eyes to look directly at him. Anko removed her lips and kissed a trail up his thigh until she was almost directly over his groin, his cock now almost fully hardened under his shorts.
“Now, now, I can’t help but tease you a bit, ne?” Anko almost cackled at his lone eye and how pleading it looked to her, but she was going to take her precious time with this one.
She tapped the head of his dick through his shorts with one finger, giggling as it bounced up and down from the impact of it. “Somebody missed me, alright.”
Kakashi groaned as she gripped his organ through the fabrics of his clothes, jerking it slightly as he attempted to shuffle, hoping she would grab it with more force. She gently pushed his thigh down with her other hand, silently telling him to relax.
Anko used her free hand to hook under the waistband of his shorts and underwear, and he barely lifted his hips, granting her access to remove his clothing, for better access. His cock, roughly six and a half inches, sprung free, smacking her on the wrist from the initial velocity of releasing it from its confines.
She used her hand to grip it again, rubbing up and down on it while Kakashi silently groaned.
“Dry, really?”
Chortling to herself under her breath, Anko released her hand and spit into her palm, before gripping him again, sensually rubbing up and down, a small smirk on her face as she felt him twitch in anticipation in her hand.
She couldn’t get on the bed with him, seeing as it was a single and only meant for medical care, but she could blow him still – but not yet, not with an hour and some change to spare, still.
She continuously stroked him, the heat of his appendage resting itself in her hand, and leaned over to kiss his inner thigh again, a small groan, a mix of frustration and arousal, escaping from his lips. She sucked on his inner thigh a bit, nibbling on the skin, not hard enough to break skin but still enough to leave a bruise later the next day, something she knew he enjoyed a great deal.
That had always been one of their agreements – she could mark him up, but on areas normally not visible when he was in his regular clothing. And seeing as the part of the thigh she marked would be covered by the hospital shorts, she knew she was in the clear.
His dick was warm, throbbing, pulsating in her hand as she continued her motions, softly tugging up and down, almost trying to match his breathing patterns while she did so.
“Normally it’s you in charge, Hatake.” Anko said with a sly grin. “but right now? It’s all me.”
She kissed his thigh again, and felt his breath hitch as she left a wet spot on his skin.
“Alright, enough teasing.” Anko thought, feeling her panties become damp, a heat rising throughout her body.
She moved her lips to near his cock, and with a soft touch, kissed just above his balls, where the shaft started, savoring the slightly salty taste of his length, her tongue dashing out to lick the base of his shaft. And, of course, she cherished every sound, every shortness of breath that escaped his mouth, every whimper and groan that came from his lips.
Her lips moved on their own, moving back to kiss his cock shaft, and she kissed upwards, leaving a trail of saliva until she got to the head of his cock, the pink tip staring directly back at her, and Anko left a deep kiss on it.
“God, Anko, you are killing me here. Please…”
Anko removed her lips from the head and looked up at him. “Are you… begging me, Hatake?”
Kakashi was a man of pride, but he was also a man of pleasure. And he knew exactly what she wanted to hear.
“Yes, I’m begging, only for you…”
She grinned devilishly before snorting in a rather un-sexy way, at least for the situation.
“Okay, if you insist…”
Stroking his throbbing cock again, Anko gave one last kiss on the tip of his head before opening her mouth, her tongue snaking its away around his shaft as she took him halfway into her mouth.
Kakashi let out a soft groan, and he almost shot his hand out to grab the back of her head but her free hand shot it down.
“Uhgh ughh.” Anko chastised, or at least tried to, but it was hard to speak coherently with a mouthful of tasty dick filling it up. She tasted the salty tinge again, the slight odor of his natural scent still lingering on him, and she savored the taste, the scent, the aroma, it made her pussy soaking.
She wasn’t sure why the man she was stuffing herself on turned her on so much, but she couldn’t help it, goddammit. His dick was heavenly, that simple.
One free hand was working on unbuttoning her coat, wanting access to her own body to stimulate, while the other hand had already shot down to play with herself, two fingers rubbing her clit in circles while she bobbed her head up and down.
It was near silent, seeing as Anko had a lot of experience and practice with Kakashi, but there was still the sound of slurping, moaning and groaning from both sides as Anko took full advantage of the man beneath her.
Her coat now on the floor, she decided to free-hand her blowjob, using only her mouth and tongue to taste Kakashi, one hand tweaking her nipples back and forth, and the other hand now rapidly thrusting itself on her clitoris, her panties absolutely drenched from the arousal she was experiencing.
She released his dick from her mouth with an audible pop, his pulsating cock covered thick with drool and saliva, and she instantly took a hand to jack it off, not wanting a moment away from his divine dick.
Kakashi wasn’t honestly sure if he was in the afterlife still or if this was reality. Anko was sucking the soul out of him after Pain had restored it properly. He groaned when he felt her lips attack to his anguished ballsack, sucking and nestling her lips and tongue on his balls while jerking him off with her hand, and he heard the squelching, moist sound emanate from her pussy as she viciously fingered herself to the sensation.
“Fucking hell, Anko. I want this mouth forever.”
Licking his right ball and then planting a kiss on his left, she laughed quietly to herself and continued to jerk him. She grabbed his shaft and did another line of kisses to the top, before engulfing his entire cock again, relishing in the power she held over him.
Anko tried to open her mouth more, pushing herself more and more down, each time having to surface for a quick breath, before plunging her lips down his shaft again. Eventually, she had his entire cock down her throat, resting gently as she massaged his balls, the soft moans escaping from his mouth her personal melody.
She popped her mouth up to a little under halfway, her lips still swallowing a part of his dick, and used both hands to grab him and twist, one hand going clockwise and the other going counter clockwise, and if his hands gripping the bedsheets were any indication, it was a special slice of Heaven she was hand (and mouth) crafting for him.
Anko continued her actions for a few minutes, the constant slurping and moans coming from the man more than enough fuel, however her pussy needed to be ravaged now. It was most likely sopping wet, leaving a semi-permanent stain on her underwear.
She shimmied out of the rest of her clothes, his cock never leaving mouth and grip, and worked her tongue around his shaft once more, before releasing her hold on him and standing up.
“Take the shirt off, please, I want to see you naked.”
Anko didn’t waste time, removing her mesh attire, standing naked and in-view in front of her lover. “You wanna see these?” she asked playfully, grabbing and jiggling her large tits for him, the hands pushing up to hide the sagging of her breasts.
“I want to see them.”
She obeyed.
However, if pressed, Anko wouldn’t necessarily claim that the natural sagging of her breasts inspired insecurities, but it was something she thought Kakashi, if silently, had judged her for, but he never voiced anything other than praise for her naked body, whenever they fucked. It was like he saw her as a statue of an ancient Goddess, beautiful and pure.
“Can I fit on the bed?”
Kakashi glanced down at the size of the frame, and the mattress.
“I don’t care if you can’t, we are damn well gonna try. Get on top.”
Anko crawled onto the bed, her tits brushing past his cock, eliciting an involuntary twitch as his dick smacked her on one of her tits. Her lips hovered above his, her dark eyes almost sparkling down on him, and Kakashi could smell himself on her breath, but he didn’t care, not one bit. She was his for the moment.
“Take that stupid ass mask off.” And so he did, ripping it off and throwing it to the side.
She gave him a kiss, short but sweet, and grinded, her pussy lips almost hugging him, a small moan radiating from her, her skin building up a slight sweat. Anko went back in, her tongue dancing inside of his mouth, her hands resting gently behind his head, deepening their show of compassion, of intimacy.
“Please,” Anko breathed after breaking off their small makeout. “let me ride you, I need it, Kakashi.”
He flexed his penis, the appendage stiffening, allowing the man to prop himself against her pussy lips, and Anko moaned in return. Slowly, she reached down to line herself up, and slipped onto him, easing herself as she hissed into his ear.
“Fuck, it’s been so long…” she whispered with a tinge of pain in her voice into his ear, more-so to herself, but he heard it anyways. Anko lowered herself until he was buried in her, the sensations of her warm, moist and gripping walls causing Kakashi to whisper sweet nothings into her ear.
“Fuck me, Kakashi, I’m yours, I’m yours whenever you want.” Anko moaned quietly into his ear, beginning her process of bouncing on him, wanting to feel the entirety of him. Her breasts swayed softly on his chest, her body still leaning on his as she continued to jump as gently as she could, up and down and up and down…
Finally breaking his hands free from their spell, he used one hand to grip her waist and try to dictate the pace, and used the other to grip one of her big tits, thumbing the nipple as he tried to crane his neck to put the nipple in his mouth, but the angles weren’t working. She tried to giggle but it came out as a weird mouth call, as the giggle was mixed with a breathy moan.
The slight sound of skin slapping on skin reverberated across the room, and the both were thankful for the flap keeping at least some of the sound in. Anko continued to grind herself as she rode him, and she began to use one of her hands to finger circles across her clitoris, her wrist working overtime, the stimulations from both being fucked and pleasuring herself causing her to cry out as Kakashi continued to play with her nipples, hardened and pointed right at him.
Kakashi himself wasn’t faring too better either, with the feelings her bouncing on his cock, her walls clamping and releasing over and over causing him to feel a feeling that can’t be exactly described, the warmth and wetness of her body sending his senses into overdrive.
She stopped for a moment, and positioned herself to be sitting on his waist, and began riding him cowgirl, her thighs on either side of his hips, allowing the both of them to feel each other, connected at their cores, the two of them in rhythmic heaven.
“D-damn, Kakashi,” she panted, flicking her hips front and back, one hand playing with her own nipple and the other still rubbing circles. “this is a long time for you.” She felt her orgasm building up, the waves of pleasure hitting her body as it built up in her core.
“It’s the medications,” he grunted, thrusting up in place to meet her bouncing on him. “I feel everything but I can’t seem to release. I’ve tried a few times, actually.”
What he didn’t tell her, however, was that 110lbs of a juicy, thick Goddess in human flesh bouncing on him, moaning his name was NOT the same as his hand, and that he was getting close to finishing.
“Well, l-let me know when you get close.”
For the next few minutes, nothing else was said except for one moaning the other’s name, the sound of slapping skin bouncing around the room, and finally, he tapped her thigh twice, their sign for “soon”.
She hopped off his thick cock, and expertly flipped her body so that her dripping pussy and tight asshole were directly above his mouth, her slender, lithe asscheeks staring down at him, before Anko lowered herself onto his mouth, his tongue dancing across her pussy lips and clitoris, while the familiar feeling of her warm mouth working his cock emerged.
Anko didn’t waste any time using both hands, jerking in her clockwise/counter-clockwise pattern and bobbing her lips up and down his shaft, with Kakashi making love to her with his tongue, her moans on his cock sending waves of pure, unfiltered pleasure across his skin, the sweat of both of them mixing into one.
He gripped her ass and spread her cheeks, and using his tongue, dove straight into her asshole, causing a stifled, stuffed moan to come from her, and finally, her orgasm arrived, causing her to go flush, a wave of vicious, biting pleasure erupting from her like a volcano, her body shaking from the experience, and it caused her to bounce her mouth on his dick with renewed vigor, bobbing her head in waves, wanting to taste all of him.
He dug his tongue into any place he could find, tonguing her pussy, clit, asshole, basically whatever was in front of him, wanting to taste everything about her in case he never was blessed with this opportunity again.
Anko applying the pressure of her hands, along with using her tongue to dance on his shaft and head, was too much for Kakashi, and he finally released about a week’s worth of built-up semen into her eagerly waiting mouth, and the sounds of her rapidly swallowing lasted for about 10-15 seconds, his nut salty and a little bitter, but still tasty all the same to Anko, who had been (in)patiently waiting for her chance to taste him.
Kakashi tasted all he could until he felt her lifting her body off of him, and he looked at her angelic figure bathed in moonlight, the rays of white skyline resting gently on her breasts and nipples, giving him an image of her beauty.
And before he knew it, she was dressed, the aptitude of her shinobi prowess coming in handy as she had covered up all the goods.
“That fast?”
She shrugged and licked her lips, savoring the flavor. “I gotta leave before the nurse comes, sorry.”
Kakashi sighed to himself, grateful for the towel she handed him, cleaning himself up in silence as she left, quiet and cold, no further words exchanged. He slipped his shorts back on and fell into a sleep, allowing himself to dream.
Eventually, he was shaken awake by a nurse, and rolled over to check the time. 9:00 AM.
“I woke you up because you were extremely sweaty in the night. We prepared a bath for you, would you like assistance or would you prefer privacy?”
Kakashi glanced at his inner thigh, staring at the mark, not that he could see it but he knew it was under his shorts. “I’ll be fine on my own.”
The nurse nodded and turned to walk away, but stopped. “Did you have a nightmare last night? Sorry for asking.”
Kakashi chuckled to himself. “Something like that.”

I might make this a two-parter, but for the moment, this is the end. I hope you all enjoyed it, I had a blast writing this pair. I hope someone managed to get off to this story.
I have a hunch that it might have been too… wordy, for some, but that’s just how I write. I tried to incorporate a sense of emotion into this, and not just have them fuck with no consideration for the other. Tried to make it as human as possible.
If you want, leave a review, let me know what you thought, what I could improve on, anything like that. Thank you!
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