Stripped Bare (kakashiXsakura)

chapter 3

He took a deep breath and said, "Sakura, you are going to give me a lap dance."

He was expecting an infuriated outburst, and maybe for her to even throw something at him, but she just sat there unmoving, looking at him evenly.

Finally she said, "You're not serious."

"Yes Sakura, I am."

More silence.

Kakashi was a patient man, but he couldn't wait for her all night.

"Sakura, you ne—"

"There is no fucking way I'm giving you a lap dance," she said, her voice holding more conviction than Kakashi had heard her use before.

The Jounin sighed. It figured nothing would be easy, oh no. That wouldn't be in keeping with the theme of this whole damn mission.

"Sakura, would you rather practice on a perfect stranger? Because I'm pretty sure I can find someone willing, although I'm not sure they'll be a gentleman about it."

"I'm not giving you a lap dance Kakashi," she repeated.

"I'm in charge of your training and you'll do as I say," he said firmly, tired of arguing with her but still trying to be gentle. He didn't want her to resent him for this.

"Kakashi…" she started, but then didn't know what to say. Every fiber of her being rebelled against this, and yet, she knew she would just have to do it.

"You don't have to take anything off," he assured. "I'm just going to coach you through some basic things you can do and let you get used to being this close to me, ok?"

It was a blow to both her pride and her modesty, but Sakura finally consented, groaning aloud as she got off the bed. She walked in front of him and stood awkwardly, not meeting his gaze.

"Now what?"

"A big part of seduction is making the man believe you like what you are doing to them. Even if you hate every moment of it, you can't let them know, ok?"

"Ok," Sakura said, still looking at the floor.

"Now sway your hips a little."

Sakura bit her lip, certain she was going to die of embarrassment, but let her hips move side to side minutely.

"Good, now a little bigger."

Sakura increased her movement only slightly and Kakashi knew she was going to need a little help.

Without warning, he placed his hands on her hips and began to guide her in slow, sumptuous sways. He was surprised to find that the curve of her hip was actually quite prominent against his palm but he hadn't noticed it in her baggy T-shirt.

Sakura gasped as he touched her, face reddening drastically as he showed her how to move. The movement felt ridiculously huge but she allowed him to control her, knowing he was far more knowledgeable in this area than she was.

"Good, Sakura, now try doing this on your own," he said as he let go, releasing her hips and sitting back in his chair to watch her.

She kept up the slow swivel of her hips but her arms remained stiff and unmoving.

"Do something with your arms," he commanded gently. "Try playing with your hair."

Sakura hesitantly let her fingers sweep over her scalp, combing through her pink tresses.

"Do it again," he said. "Tip your head back like you would in the shower."

Sakura gave him a strange glance but did as she was told, keeping up the steady sway of her hips and letting her head fall back as if she were washing shampoo from her hair as she ran her fingers through it.