Things We Do For Love

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Kakashi's P.O.V

Grey sheets covered her body as she slept without a sound. Her bare legs entangled with mine as I skimmed my fingers over her curves, feeling the softness coax me slowly to take her on. Memories of her naked and under me resurfaced, I could almost hear her moan my name and sluggishly I felt myself become flustered to have her again. I pulled her sleeping face towards me as I began kissing her, I couldn't stop myself as her eyes fluttered open and they widened feeling my moist lips on her. Her back was pressed against my chest as I snaked my hand over her soft breasts, kneading them and pinching her nipples causing her to gasp. My tongue found its way inside and explored her wholly. My lust, my desperation and fervent kisses had interfered her dreams but I knew she enjoyed these touches with the way she sighed in relief, her legs opening wider as my fingers slid inside her wet core. Her breaths were forced out of her lungs as she tried to control her uncontrollable moans, her body constantly jolted under my touch and it elated my self-confidence to see her react with such temptation. The subtle ways she grabbed my hair to pull me closer, her scent, her skin, the passionate kisses we shared in between, Kami knows for how long I had wanted to hold her like this. The first three months being married to this woman, I had to constantly remind myself that I couldn't just kiss her, fuck her unless she permitted me.

"Kakashi" she hooked her right leg over mine, allowing me to push myself in her and I obeyed her demands. Her eyes closed in pure bliss feeling me penetrate deep inside, her warmth and sleek entrance further fueling my possessiveness. No words escaped my mouth as I concentrated on the high of loving her, lusting after her and the intense pleasure I felt after such a long time. Every thrust was complemented by the rhythms of her breasts, her hair haphazardly thrown over her face as her mouth hung open letting out screams of desire. A deep, intense sensation rippled through my veins as I came closer to my release. Her walls clasped around my shaft, drawing it deeper into her until it touched her base. Y/N moaned into the pillow, riding out the high of orgasm as my seed filled her fully; I had never felt so powerful and complete when I crouched to kiss her neck, smelling her reek with my scent. She was filled with me in every possible ways and shamelessly, I watched the haze of orgasm swim in her eyes, her cheeks a shade of dusty pink.

When morning came by, I had to leave early to join the meeting concerning Chunin exams. However, before I could be on my way, I left her medicine by the bedside table secretly hoping she would not come to regret the night. I certainly didn't regret it, in fact, it made me want her more. I wanted to run back home and take her on the couch, against the dining table, up against the wall, our door... everywhere... I closed my eyes feeling myself get hot again and therefore focused on the meeting. My eyes, for split seconds, met that of a brunette whose hair was tied to a ponytail. His brown skin, scar across the nose, polite voice- things that I admired but also in some ways, detested. Iruka took down notes of the Chunin exams and made a few comments about his former academy students, but for good reasons, he was always worried for Naruto- a trait both him and Y/N carried. Was I jealous of Iruka? Absolutely... he was the one Y/N chose and wanted... now with her amnesia, could it be possible for him to trigger her past emotions?

I had done everything in my power to keep Y/N away from Iruka because my childlike jealousy feared losing her to the younger shinobi again. I did not want to watch her fall in love with him; I did not want to go through that agony again. Nevertheless, that day was the first time that I had consummated my marriage. Y/N had stood next to me, shyly admitting she enjoyed it just as much as I did. The way her eyes fluttered when I told her that she enjoyed fucking me was hilarious, more so because I loved seeing her cheeks darken with shame. I wanted to tell her in reality that for a long time, I had admired and wanted her. That to her, this was new whereas at the back of my mind, I had dreamed of getting close to her for years.