Boy Toy [Kakashi x Reader +18]

6 🍋 (Y/n)

It had been a long week, and it wasn't even over. I had been out with a team on a mission for most of the week and it was only now we were finally able to return. It was very late, past ghost-hour, and the whole team was so tired none of us even bothered to say anything before parting each to our apartments. 

I reached my hand to the back of my neck, stretching to both sides and massaging it as I let go of a sigh. Truthfully, I was exhausted, but I had been a ninja for so long this wasn't something so strange. It was rather a heap of diverse things that made it more difficult. Obviously, the lack of a decent place to sleep, or proper food was one of the reasons. But that was far from being the main one. 

I slid the key into its hole and turned the doorknob, unable to repress another sigh. All the exhaustion and soreness I felt seemed to only get worse at my silent and dark apartment. But I managed to feel better at the thought of taking a cold shower that would definitely help get rid of that creeping sensation on my skin. That sensation that had been following me almost since I left Konoha. 

But as soon as I entered my bedroom I froze, any tiredness I had disappearing as well by the sudden sight of a specific white-haired jonin. He sat nonchalantly on the windowsill of my window,  reading one of his books. How long had he been there? I arched both brows but got closer, opening the window for him.

"Kakashi," I called him. He moved his bored eyes from his book to me when he noticed I had opened the window for him "I'm very tired today," I said, stepping back into my room and throwing my backpack to the floor as I exhaled loudly "I just arrived, and I wanted to take a shower and sleep for the rest of the week, probably" I said, turning around and thus giving him my back as I started to take off my clothes, ready for that shower. 

But right after I talked I was forcefully pushed down towards my bed. My eyes widened in surprise again, my heart beating quickly for a moment due to Kakashi's sudden and unexpected action. In a second he appeared on top of me, his whole body restraining me down on my bed while he got a hold of my arms, also restraining them against the mattress. 

I looked at him, at his dark eyes that were now so close. They looked somewhat different. Had something happened to him? 

"Are you okay?" I asked, eyes boring deep into his when he didn't say anything. He let go of one of my arms and in an unhurried movement, he reached one of the pouches in his jonin vest, taking a thin red rope from it. 

"I will now," he said almost in a whisper right over my ear as he leaned down kissing the side of my neck. In less than a second he had my wrists tied to the headboard. 

I flushed red immediately, my skin turning so hot I didn't even notice the cold that continued to slip through the half-lidded window despite only wearing a bra. A bra that got discarded immediately as Kakashi's lips moved over my skin. He bit and suck slowly on my neck, pushing his knee against in between my clothed thighs right where it made me squirm. 

It made me rub against his leg unconsciously, and then completely consciously. Especially when his lips, tongue, and teeth traveled to my now uncovered chest. And his hands, now gloveless as well (just like his whole torso), thoroughly felt my sides, caressing, rubbing, and gripping at places like hips, waist, and eventually nipples as well. 

"Kakashi, I—" I began. I wanted to tell him I was tired, but my body wouldn't allow me to do so when he was making my insides twitch and dripping wet just from playing with my buds and having his full attention on my chest. 

He separated his lips from my breasts at my words, or more like my soft moan. He looked up at me, his eyes were still as dark as before but somehow less impatient. His eyes flickered down to my lips that were parted open in bliss from how good his knee felt against my still-clothed intimacy, and how much better he made it by focusing on my upper part of the body. In fact, he was so exhaustive and skilled, leaving my breasts so wet and caressed, that I knew if he were to continue like that I might just cum without him having to directly touch me down there.