A Hummingbird's Prey (TLU Book 2)

Chapter Thirty-Four: Home 🍋

Kakashi had planned to return to Konoha as quickly as possible. And with Pakkun's sudden appearance just after delivering the Hidden Rain's invitation, informing him of Meilani's status, he raced home vigorously.
The trees nearing Konoha's entrance were blurs of green and umber, the crisp warm air felt sharp due to his speed. Even Pakkun had to focus to keep up.
I'm almost there, Mei. He thought to himself as he approached the gates. There'll be no need to wait for me longer than usual. I won't be late.
He reflected on the aggression displayed by Hidden Rain police as he waited to be greeted outside of the city. He was almost not allowed in, as though they suspected more than a simple invitation that only Hanzo was allowed to see.

They weren't completely wrong, Lady Tsunade wanted Kakashi to take note of any unusual activity, such as evidence of mutiny. And to do so without risking himself. That wouldn't be a problem, he had the motivation to fulfill his task and return home safely.
To her.
"She's alright, physically speaking." Pakkun explained. "She was really weak when she woke up. Honestly, I'm concerned with how upset she is with herself."
To be honest to himself, he wasn't sure if he felt anger or not. He felt a twinge of guilt, maybe disappointment. But the familiar heat in his chest Kakashi felt when he grew angry was not present. He felt flutters, and his heart leapt at the same time. And a tightness in his throat.
It was all very confusing.
"Well, aren't you back early?"
Kakashi waved off Kotetsu's teasing, walking with a purpose towards Tsunade's office. A quick conversation was needed, and a special request. There was work to do.

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After the flower shop, he nearly teleported home. He didn't care for the glances or brief murmurs when he walked briskly. Or almost knocking a man off balance as he took the stairs 3 at a time. He twirled his key in his hand, unlocking the door and entering fluidly.
"Honey?"
Kakashi looked to his right, into her stunned expression. Her body froze completely, her gloved hand holding a mackerel just above the bowl she was using to marinate them.
"I," she stuttered. "I thought you'd be home much later.... I'm making your favorite dinner. It just-"
Her eyes lowered.
"I missed you, so this made me feel... I don't know."

He kicked off his shoes while she removed the gloves and washed her hands. Setting the flowers on the table, he moved until they were chest to chest. Holding her head gently when she turned around. Her breath hitched, stuck in her throat just as she was trapped between him and the counter. Kakashi yanked down his mask and began kissing every part of her face. All except the fresh scar, which he would be sure to kiss after it was healed.

"I'm sorry," she groaned against his lips. Giving into his attempt to shush her. Her eyes watered, each continuous peck on her face leaving more tingles than the last. He picked her up and held her by the hips. Making a trail of kisses along her jaw and neck much easier to follow. Her body arched against him after his teeth grazed and kiss the base of her throat. She gripped the back of his neck to keep him lingering over it.

"I've missed you so much," he whispered against her throat.
"Show me," she demanded, pulling herself up. He groaned, the friction of her body rubbing against his sent a thrill. He chuckled against her ear.
"I'm sweaty and dirty." He pointed. She tugged on his hair, pulling with just enough force for him to lean back and gaze into her eyes.
"I don't care," she answered, licking his throat to prove her point. He groaned once more, the hair on his arms rising at the sensation. Her heat was evident, both in her underwear and her pheromones. And he couldn't wait any longer.
She grunted against his lips, the assertive yet gentle press against the fridge surprising her. He hoisted her up, hooking his arms under her thighs so that she straddled his face, and tore off her underwear with his teeth and fingers.
"Kash," she whined.

"I'll buy you more," he promised before devouring her. Mei clung to his scalp and the top of the fridge, unable to contain any sound. It fed Kakashi's needs, his tongue caressing every part of her it can reach without pulling himself away from her pussy.
"Already so wet." He mumbled when he finally moved to take a breath. Mei lowered herself down, pulling his shirt off of him before dragging him onto the floor. This time trapping him between the fridge and herself, straddling his half-dressed lap.
She was too impatient to wait, his pants and boxers hardly down to his knees before she glided his hard cock between her folds.