Stripped Bare (kakashiXsakura)

chapter 10

The next two nights at the club progressed without incident. Sakura danced for a few men, producing nothing but dead ends, the lists of guys receiving lap dances produced no results, and there was no sign of the allusive man with strange colored eyes. It was bad enough that time was passing without any progress being made on the mission, but the fact that everything was so normal after the event with Kakashi was making the kunoichi crazy.

She hadn't really spoken to him since, considering she had only received texts from him instructing her to leave the list out by the trash for him to pick up later. She caught glimpses of him at the club but he never approached her and stayed towards the back of the room. After the steamy and completely unexpected encounter between them, her mind had been running in confused and slightly panicked circles for the better part of forty eight hours.

What the hell had come over her? She had never gotten so worked up while dancing with another man. She knew the mission was their first priority but she had focused instead on her own pleasure. She recalled the way his warm, calloused hands felt as they dragged over her skin, and the raspy sound of his voice as he murmured about how wet she was against the shell of her ear. Lord, just the memory of it made her stomach flip flop and she knew she would forever see her former sensei in a different light. He wasn't just a teacher now, and would never be a fatherly figure to her. He was a man, a sexually charged and dangerously seductive man, and that spelled big trouble for her because she found herself rather intrigued by the thought after her experience. One brush of his thumb over her sensitive clitoris had sent her shivering. What could an experienced man like him do if he really put his mind to it? She had no doubt it would be one of the most blissful encounters she could ever hope to have.

And that was the problem. She was thinking about what it would be like to have sex with Kakashi, and that simply was not ok.

Sure she was curious about what intercourse would be like, and that wonder only grew the more time she spent at the club. Sometimes she would hear impassioned moaning coming from the private booths with beds and wondered what it would be like to have a man take her.

Of course she had no intention of sharing her body with a perfect stranger, but the sounds of their desire only heightened her curiosity. What would sex be like with Kakashi? Would he even want to have sex with her? She was over a decade younger than him after all, and he might think of her as silly and immature.

But the way he had acted when they were alone in that room communicated that he thought she was certainly attractive enough, and he said himself that he couldn't help but think of her as a woman. Did that mean he found her sexy? Desirable? Or was it just a combination of hormones and the eroticism of the situation that made him act like that? It could be she had grown a little too skilled at seducing men, although she found that hard to believe, and the action of her grinding on his lap had been what worked him into a frenzy, nothing more.

But Sakura had a sneaking suspicion it would take more than that to break down her partner's iron will and stony self control. If that was the case, then what did Kakashi really think about her? The question was gnawing away at her incessantly and she longed to know the truth, but finding the answer would be very hard considering they hadn't even exchanged a word since the incident happened. She wondered if he was trying to avoid her. After all, things couldn't be awkward if they didn't talk. She had picked up her cell phone to text him half a dozen times to say they definitely needed to talk about it, but then she realized she wouldn't know the first thing to say and dropped the phone in defeat. She supposed they would have to talk about it eventually. They couldn't go on about their lives and pretend like it never happened…right?

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The morning of the third day, Sakura awoke to the buzzing of her phone under her pillow. Instantly awake, she eagerly read the new message only to discover that she was to fold the list into a paper airplane and send it sailing out the window at the end of the hall between three thirty and four o'clock. Kakashi was really getting creative now, and she wondered just how he expected her to do that without the other girls wondering what the heck she was up to.