Stripped Bare (kakashiXsakura)

chapter 17

Sakura's ascent to full consciousness was gentle and leisurely, her mind lingering in the realms of her dreams as if hesitant to return to reality. Before even opening her eyes she was aware of the wonderfully relaxed state of her body, her muscles free of tension in a way they hadn't been for some time. Next she registered the sensation of warmth enveloping her, the majority of the heat pressed to her back, and she slowly realized that another body was molded against her own, an arm thrown over her shoulder and a leg over her thigh, tangling her up with whoever was behind her. Her thoughts were unusually muddled and fuzzy, but when she shifted slightly, a dull pain between her legs brought everything back into sharp focus and the memories of last night flooded her mind.

She had made love to her teacher right here in this bed and it had been by far one of the most erotic, euphoric, amazing things she had ever experienced as he took her to the heights of pleasure first with his tongue and then again during the joining of their bodies. She was a virgin no longer because of his actions…because of her request, and the notion was strange to her after having lived so many years with the stubborn mentality that she was saving herself for the only man she had ever to loved.

But Sasuke hadn't been the first to bed her, Kakashi had, in a heated but tender exploration of her body. He had obviously sought to put her pleasure before all else, and for that she was grateful, for the way he had so thoroughly caressed every inch of her body still made her tingle.

She cracked her eyes open at last, finding Kakashi had left the light on, and with the curtains drawn the dim bulb was the only source of light in the room. The clock on the nightstand told her it was a little after six in the morning but she somehow felt wide awake, having gotten a better night's sleep than she had during her entire time in Fuzen Machi.

She heard Kakashi mutter in his sleep behind her, his hand shifting to rest low on her abdomen, long fingers splayed out just short of brushing the small patch of pink curls crowning her mound. His breath blew softly on the back on her neck in a steady rhythm, betraying that he was still deep asleep, but his unconscious movement turned the tingling sensation on her skin into a slow burn.

She wanted him again.

She wriggled out of his grasp which was no easy feat considering how tangled up they'd become. Kakashi continued on in unusually sound sleep, rolling on to his back with a sleepy grumble while Sakura hovered above him.

The sheets were draped over him loosely, his bare torso and face the only parts uncovered. His handsome features looked tranquil in sleep and his wild silver hair was even more disheveled. To Sakura's slight annoyance, his unruly hair served to amp up his sex appeal rather than diminish it, which was quite unfair considering her long pink hair was probably an unsightly rat's nest after being drenched in the rain and then the already prominent tangles slept on, creating a horrific case of bed head.

However, something else about him immediately caught her attention as her eyes drifted down his body. Something was jutting up beneath the pale sheets, the tent oriented directly over where she surmised his groin to be.

Even if Kakashi wasn't awake, another part of him was.

Sakura never would have exhibited such naughty behavior before this mission, but somewhere along the line she had changed, becoming more mischievous and curious about all things sexual. Having been denied a peek at him last night, she peeled the sheet covering him away to reveal a very naked Kakashi, manhood fully erect and jutting proudly into the air.

If ever there was a perfect specimen of the male genitalia, Kakashi's had to be it. The shaft was thick and smooth, marred only by the veins spiraling along his length, leading up to a mushroom shaped head that sparked heat inside her as she remembered the feel of the hard flesh entering her body. The area was crowned with wiry tufts of dark, silvery hair and she smiled, noting the slightly curly hair was just as wild as the strands on his head.