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“There’s no love here,” he retorted tartly. “Only war.”
And then he flipped her around and they were at it again. The bastard!
Well he wasn’t going to get this one, and that was that. She quickly rolled them both into a position where she was on top of him again, trying to pin down those troublesome arms and legs of his again. A tall order, for someone so short against someone so… tall.
“Do you have to be so fucking tall you asshole? There’s too much ground to cover”
“Stop complaining, mini-Tsunade”
“Fuck you you shithole”
His right arm remained free and about, and she didn’t like it. She needed to pin it down quickly before he came up with some new trick, who knew what this bastard would do.
“Be a dear and give me that arm”
“No”
“Give me it you fucker”
“Make me”
“Fucking hell Kakashi give it to me”
“...Well with that proposition, how can I deny you?”
She suddenly felt a slap and then a tight squeeze on her ass.
“UHH!”
Sakura flinched for a split second and dropped her super strength temporarily, long enough for Kakashi to break out of her hold and flip her around on her stomach, straddling her. Sakura regained her composure and instantly tried to roll to her side and get him off of her.
“Oh no no Sakura, you’re not getting out of this one”
“You fucking -hnnnnghh- you cheating fucker-!”, she spat out while squirming.
“Well you started with the cheating Sakura, I’m just evening out the odds”
“Oh sure, sure, tell yourself that”
He pulled down his mask and displayed a wide shit-eating grin. A brilliant shit-eating grin. Oh why did he have to be so fucking hot when he was full of himself? He was a fuckface who had to be destroyed, but damn if she couldn’t enjoy the view a bit at least.
“Cat got your tongue, Sakura?”
“Fuck you”
“Well if the cat ain’t got it, maybe I will”
He bent down and kissed her with vigor and impossible sensuality, considering the very violent circumstance they were in. She had always admired the kind of composure he could have in stressful situations, and this seemed to be no exception.
He wandered down to her ear and she could feel his warm tongue and presumably one of his oh so cute little fangs graze over her lobe, breathing deliciously hot air onto her, sending a shiver down her neck. Oh god he felt so good against her, and she couldn’t help but let out a moan, her mind quickly wandering down a degenerate path of thought.
“Mmmm Sakura, the view from up here is lovely, you’re looking so good here right under me, I don’t mind being in this position more often”
Oh well fuck him if he thought he’d be able to relax even for a microsecond, that smug fucker! She gathered all her strength and bucked Kakashi off her so she could grab hold of one of his legs and his neck in a hold with her hands, splaying his legs out uncomfortably. That’d teach him a lesson.
Kakashi grunted and tried to get out from the not so graceful position.
“Maa Sakura- hnn- you know I’ve improved my flexibility with that stretching regimen from hell you gave us -unhh- but you won’t have any of my equipment left to enjoy later on if you continue like this”
“You should have thought about that before behaving like a brat”
He craned his neck back towards her, flashing his stunning smile again.
“Tell me you don’t enjoy it”
“I enjoy whooping your ass”
“What a coincidence, I do too!”
“Kakashi you dumb fu-”
His free hand whipped up, took a handful of her hair and then bit her playfully on the neck, lapping his tongue against a bulging vein of hers. Sakura inhaled sharply but contained her control of Kakashi’s leg and neck, which didn’t really help because that just kept driving his face into her neck, giving him free access. Knowing this he didn’t waste any time, and painted her neck and throat with hickies and nibbles from his sharp teeth.
“I’m healing those at once, so don’t get cocky you fuck”
“I’ll just make more”
“You said there was no love here Kakashi”
“I lied Sakura”, he bit her ear sharply and moaned.
Okay, this hold obviously didn’t work, so she lifted him up in the air and slammed him down on his stomach, pushed his face into the roof plates and locked his left arm. That’d keep his handsome face out of her hair, in all kinds of ways.
She looked at him under her and was really proud of her hold, and also how fucking hot he looked while he was pinned down like this, with his muscles straining and bulging, and how he was panting, flustered. Something wicked in Sakura took hold of her for a second and she couldn’t help but push his face down a little bit extra into the roof tiles, just to prove a point. He groaned, if it was of excitement or lack of… comfort, was hard to tell, but she felt satisfaction nonetheless.
Damn brat, trying to cheat in an honest wrestling match, she’d have none of it.
“...Hnnhh- Sakura, I know the view from on top of you was great, but it’s -ahh- not too bad from under you either”
“Good. Because this is where you’ll stay until you gather brain cells enough to understand that you’ve lost”
“I never lose, Sakura”
And with that, this impossible man somehow managed to flip his legs in a way so that he escaped from the strong hold Sakura had on his neck and arm, laughing like a mad man in the process.
Piece of shit!
They tussled for a while, each one trying their very best to assert dominance over the other. Kakashi managed to squeeze in a squeeze or two on delicate parts of Sakura in the process. First it was her ass again (so repetitive you are Kakashi, I wouldn’t fall for that again! Sakura huffed in her mind), then it was her left boob (fruitless, stupid Kakashi, I’m not at all sensitive there right now in this turmoil, she triumphed) and last but not least it was her inner thigh (...fuck, that felt good… really good…).
Kakashi sensed her slight flinching when he squeezed her inner thigh, dangerously close to her vulva, and tried his luck again, carefully managing to graze what he imagined was her clit, with his thumb.
No you don’t, you shithead!
Sakura furiously gathered her chakra strength into her fists and slammed Kakashi down on the roof, just like when this wrestling match started, sat down right on top of his chest, choke-holding his head between her thighs, and locking his lower body in place with her arms.
Kakashi went big eyed when he realized where his head was situated, but any overtly lewd commentary he felt like providing got stuck in his throat when Sakura squeezed her thighs together, making it hard for him to use his mouth in any kind of way. Sakura couldn’t help but let a panting sort of giggle out when she saw his squished face between her powerful thighs. If she wasn’t so adamant about pinning his lower body down, she would have poked his cheeks with her finger.
Kakashi was almost wheezing now, having a bit of trouble breathing. It didn’t stop him from squirming for his life though, still having that ridiculous winner instinct going rampant, all the while he was staring intensely into Sakura’s eyes.
Sakura stared back with delight, a smirk gradually shifting into a grin with each second Kakashi was failing to get out of her hold. She was gracious though, and opened her thighs up just a little, so he could breathe a bit less labored.
Kakashi was panting, his fighting spirit still there, struggling for victory, kicking and squirming with his legs to no avail as Sakura shut him down with her rock-like strength. She could see a hint of fury starting to pool in Kakashi’s still playful eyes, boring into hers.
Maybe now was a ripe time to try and break his spirit?
She slowly bent her head down as much as she could without letting go of her dominating position, staring directly down into Kakashi’s eyes. She painted her face with a playful grin and cocked her head slightly to the side. Kakashi’s struggle for freedom from her hold intensified, still to no avail.
Sakura opened her mouth slowly.
“Judging by your cheeky behaviour, what makes you think you’re worthy of fucking me here on this roof if you can’t even win against me in a wrestling spar, huh?”
“I could say the same to you about my handing your ass to you in kenjutsu, Sakura”, he quipped with a squished smirk.
“Well you don’t bring a sword to the bed, and you evidently can’t handle me without one, Kakashi”
“My sword has just the right length for you, Sakura , you’d be a fool not to use it in bed”
“Don’t be a one trick pony, copy-ninja Kakashi”
“I’ll let you know I have a wide repertoire of skills, in, and out of bed”
He winked at her, and even though his face was squished, he still managed to smirk in that lazy, attractive way of his. He then purposefully blew hot air onto Sakura’s vulva, which was situated rather accessible.
Sakura answered by squeezing her thighs tighter so the air got stuck in his throat, and his smirk got wiped off his face.
Served him right, cocky bastard.
Kakashi was almost wheezing between her legs, the slight fury in his look returned and grew stronger with each unsuccessful attempt to best Sakura’s hold. Curse words started to slip from under his breath, giving Sakura an ever increasing sense of triumph.
Time for the final blow.
Sakura leaned down with her mouth next to Kakashi’s ear, chancing a bit of leniency on holding down his lower body with her hands, to focus on doing psychological damage instead. She made sure to graze the shell of his ear with her lips before speaking.
“You can’t beat me”, she purred into his ear.
Kakashi snapped at her comment, and bucked with an almost roar of fury. A tiny bit of killing intent started to seep out of him, and Sakura couldn’t help but laugh, feeling the victory in her grasp as she bent backwards again to hold him down with her hands. She had a clear view of his desperation and anger as he thrashed. She pinned him down mercilessly, gluing him to the roof, just to make a point.
“You just can’t beat me. I win. In this world I’ll always dominate you, and you know it”
Kakashi suddenly stilled and the only sounds around them were their combined heavy panting. Not even the birds dared to make a sound in this atmosphere thick with war.
They continued to stare at each other, and Sakura awaited his admittal of defeat with glee. But what she got was something unexpected, and way better.
As suddenly as Kakashi had stilled, he now started to moan loudly with every pant that escaped his mouth. His eyebrows knitted together in what looked like pain. The medic in Sakura got a bit worried and she loosened up her hold on his head with her thighs, slightly.
“Another one of your oh so creative tricks to make me flustered, Kakashi? You really need to work on your tactical skills”
No answer, no smart quip came out of his mouth, only more moaning.
She wasn’t falling for his foul tricks.
“You lose, Kakashi. Say. It.”
Kakashi bent his head backwards with a strained facial expression, and Sakura felt how his groin bucked upwards behind her. His hands balled into fists, the parts not hidden by his gloves turning bone white.
Was he this sore about losing? That little baby. She wasn’t letting up, she needed him to say it. To submit, out loudly, for both to hear.
“AHH FUCK, Sakura, I want you! I want you so bad! Fuck me, Sakura, I can’t take it!”, he cried out.
Kakashi started squirming again, but this time it was different. The look in his eye was different, bewildered, desperate. Something she had never seen before, but that she felt that one time she saw his memory of fighting Kakuzu and Hidan. Those raw unfiltered feelings that were so extremely rare when it came to Kakashi. Rage. Submission. Desire. Absolute hornyness.
Sakura turned wide-eyed for a moment at this total shift and almost slipped out of her grip on him. Almost.
She started to feel his body shaking under her where they connected.
“Sakura, Sakura, I need you, oh god I need you! I want you! I need you! It’s too much- Oh gods I want you”
He stared at her with his eye wide open, eyebrow knitted, mouth open, desperately trying to lift his head up from the ground to get closer to Sakura’s lips. He had to feel her soft lips against his, it was the only acceptable water to drink in the whole world right now, and he was thirsting to death.
The look in his eye was riveting, he was known for his intense eye contact and intimidating aura, but this was on a whole new level. It was as if all of his intensity that usually was channeled into fearmongering now had found a new path, a new channel, and it was absolutely glorious. The raw desire emanating from every pore of his body was intoxicating, and Sakura felt the blood pump furiously between her legs. She heard how a moan escaped her throat when she accidentally slipped with her hand and felt his rock hard bulge in his groin.
She inhaled sharply and steeled herself.
She hadn’t forgotten their onsen bath at the inn, which had annoyed her ever since. She wouldn’t let him escape from this one. If he wouldn’t concede defeat in their wrestling match, then he damn well would tell her what he wanted to do, exactly.
She intensified her gaze into his eye, and squeezed his inner thigh tightly.
“Sakura, I want you to do - what- ?”
“Kiss me Sakura, I need you, kiss me, oh god kiss me Sakura”
“Kiss me Sakura, what ?”
Kakashi stared wide eyed, not knowing what to say.
“Kiss me Sakura… what ?
He realized.
“Kiss me Sakura PLEASE, oh god PLEASE kiss me, I can’t stand it, I want you so bad, please please please please”
She instantly released her hold on him and Kakashi bolted up, like an impossibly wound up spring, to violently kiss her. If they didn’t both have so much adrenaline, it would have hurt with how they crashed into each other. Their hands roamed each other’s bodies frantically, not knowing where to start, and not being content at staying at one place of the other one’s body for more than a split second. They were a complete mess as they melted into each other, pressing their bodies together impossibly hard, feeling an almost instinctual need to become one.
Shaking violently with desire, moaning into each others mouths as they kissed hysterically, they started to claw at each other’s pants and underwear to shed any rude piece of clothing that hindered them from fucking each other senseless. Sakura almost ripped Kakashi’s pants apart with her super strength before she calmed her chakra down, returning to plain Sakura strength. Kakashi on the other hand had absolutely zero chill and cut Sakura’s tights and panties in half between her legs with his lightning chakra infused hand. He instantly fingered Sakura with that same hand, making both of them moan out loud at the sensation.
“Fucking hell!”, she cried out while arching into his touch.
He yanked out his hand and quickly positioned her onto his cock, looking at her pleadingly, suffering, looking for approval.
“Just fuck me already, I can’t take this-”, she cried out.
She slammed down onto him and felt his warm stomach rubbing against her clit. The sun was beginning to rise, but the world was still silent, save for the intense and sloppy sounds coming from their frenzied fucking. Their struggle to melt into each other, almost consume each other, resulted in a very uneven rhythm of their joining at the waist.
“Fuck- Sakura- ahhhhh-”
Their mouths were glued to each other in sloppy kisses, intermingled with loud moaning or gasping for air. Hands everywhere, in their hair, on their backs, on her ass. Sakura positively leaked onto Kakashi’s groin and stomach each time she came down on him, making an almost splashing sound when they made contact.
“Sakura, you’re so fucking good- ahhh you’re so wet for me, fuck-”
He thrusted into her like a madman and Sakura cried out, biting into his neck fiercely. For a while they found an even, and breakneck fast, rhythm.
“Yes! Yes! More- oh gods- more”, she cried out before he stole her mouth again in a vicious kiss.
They maintained their mad pace for a while until Kakashi gradually started to soften his strokes, caressing Sakura’s sides while taking deep and collected breaths, one by one. Sakura felt herself calming down from the absolute fucking they were busy with just before, and took a deep breath herself. He lowered his back down on the roof, both of them maintaining a steady rhythm of strokes against each other.
“Sakura…”
A pause.
“I…-”, he interrupted himself.
She looked at him, really looked him in the eyes, focusing while she calmed herself down gradually. The moment her hormone flushed brain started to parse other information than carnal desire, she found him gazing at her in the most tender way she had ever witnessed. In this moment, he felt like the absolute most precious thing in the world to her, and she wanted to protect him, affirm their bond, whatever form it had. Her hand cupped his cheek gently, rubbing her thumb against him affectionately. He kissed her fingers lightly, never breaking eye contact.
“Sakura… Can you ride me, slowly? I just… want to feel you”
She bent down, cupped both his cheeks with her hands and kissed him carefully, trying to convey with her lips how much she valued this precious moment, words weren’t enough for that. She broke off the kiss and started to ride him slowly.
Now that she was in a more perceptive state of mind, she was a bit wary of any guards watching them, so she started preparing a genjutsu for them. Kakashi shaked his head slightly and smirked.
Of course he had already taken care of that, that sneaky one.
She smirked back and picked up her pace just slightly, to confirm that she understood. This man is just something else, she thought to herself as she steadied her hands on his chest, roaming around on it. That ANBU black outfit just looked absolutely gorgeous on him, hugging tightly around his lean and muscular frame. There’s no way he didn’t choose it on purpose.
Kakashi cupped her ass with his hands, following her rhythm, never interfering with her control. He was visibly very content with being in the passenger seat, letting out breathy moans and groans with each delicious stroke Sakura graced him with.
She couldn’t help but feel a tenderness for him growing as they continued to, what it felt like, make love. Here she had one of the most dangerous and competent men in Konoha, in all shinobi nations, under her, completely trusting her, giving up control. To her. It was intoxicating to see him this way.
The pleasurable feeling of him inside her and his hands on her, intensified almost exponentially with every stroke. The look in his eyes and neediness in his voice betrayed the fact that he probably felt the same. Even though the pleasure looked like it was almost painful, he never let go of their eye contact through it all, his eyes stayed on hers, leaving him bare for her to see. And what she saw was worth everything.
“Sakura- oh god Sakura- you feel so good”, he whined.
His right hand shifted to her front side, crept down between her legs and his thumb found her extremely sensitive clit.
She wailed at the sudden contact, an otherworldly intense but broad sensation pulsating out from her clit into her legs and stomach. If she wasn’t mistaken, he’d had the sense to use his lightning chakra again.
“Ahhh fuck, shit, I can’t- oh god- Kakashi-”
A loud moan slipped out of Kakashi at her mention of his name in this heated moment.
“Say it again- please Sakura, say my name again, please-”
“Kakashi, ahh fuck Kakashi it feels so good, I’ll kill you if you stop, fuck-”
“Sakura- shit- ahhh- say it again”
“Kakashi, oh Kakashi- you feel so fucking good, I’m gonna cum, don’t fucking stop Kakashi-”
“Fuck, Sakura- ahh Sakura, shit-”
She picked up the pace, their wet bodies making obscene sounds each time she crashed down fully on his body, taking him all in. Kakashi intensified his lightning chakra humming on her clit, expertly rubbing circles.
She felt the wave getting bigger and stronger with each second, almost fearing what would happen when it finally arrived on her shore. That genjutsu better still be in effect because she would make an absolute ass of herself if they’d hear her when this tsunami hits.
She felt Kakashi tensing up, almost quipping for air at this point, and his thumb still worked at her furiously swollen clit. There was no end, no stop, no feeling of ‘too much’. It was an otherworldly feeling, like a sponge soaking up the sea and still thirsting for more.
“It doesn’t stop- oh god it just doesn’t stop- I can’t- I’m gonna- “
“Sakura- Sakura- oh gods”
Kakashi sent a small lightning charge up her clit.
“KAKASHI OH GOD-”, she choked.
She convulsed around him in a violent orgasm, Kakashi took a chance and sent another small lightning charge up her clit, almost yanking a loud scream out of Sakura who couldn’t stay upright anymore by herself.
“KAKASHI FUCK-”
Her screaming his name while violently cramping on his dick sent him careening into his own mind shattering orgasm. They hugged each other tight to be able to stay together through it all, shaking against each other and letting out whatever sounds they were able to produce during their turbulent pleasure. Kakashi bit into Sakura’s shoulder so hard he drew blood, and Sakura in turn ripped holes in his ANBU shirt in the back with her nails.
The sounds of their orgasms soon turned into muffled panting, both of them burying their heads in each other's necks. Kakashi licked and nipped at Sakura’s ear and let out low, baritone, pleased hums, riding out the last twitches of his dick. Sakura just panted, trying her best not to faint, at least that’s how she felt right after she had braced the tsunami that came down on her.
The forest listened to their hums and pants for a while, and then the wet sounds of passionate kisses were heard. They had managed to separate so much that they could join their lips and tongues in a sort of after care treatment, confirming each other after their respective highs.
The sun had started to peek out from over the treetops, and a warm golden light painted their bodies as they looked each other in the eyes, still joined at their waists.
Kakashi looked at her in his trademark intense way, but she could see the hint of sheepishness, a flavor of shame too, it felt like.
She lifted up his headband so he could see her with both of his eyes, caressed his eyebrow above his sharingan, then wandered down with her fingers over his cheek and cupped it gently. He watched her carefully as she leaned in very slowly and kissed him, then pulled back again.
“Let’s go get breakfast, Kakashi”, she smiled.
He smiled back.