Punishment

pinch of disaster and a cup of sadness

To
My dear readers,

Yo. I hope that you all are enjoying the story so far. Its crappy at most places and most of the time I feel that it is better of to discontinue the story.

No, don't worry. I will not leave the story until it's completed. However messed up it comes out to be.

So for those lovely readers who have commented, voted or even read the story, I thank you. I would love to hear from you guys. Your suggestions, support comments. Anything will work.

A small note that this might be the last update for a year or so.....I am getting a bit caught in this med school n all the studies....so ya.

From your faithful servant,
author.

P.s ------>you may want to be warned about this chapter. It is more than just kissing and holding hands so yea. While there is no complete nudity involved, it would still be advised to be above 13 to read the chapter......or at least mentally prepare your minds for some sizzling hot men.
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His brain was in haze. Lust filled haze. However, one thought that passed through the hazy side of his mind to the conscious side.

"........an aphrodisiac......"

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Calloused finger lightly taped on a knee. So light was the touch that it would easily be mistaken for one's overactive imagination.

That wreched digit moved with feather like pressure. You know, the touch that is barely there, yet the impact on the victim is awe inspiring.

The victim of such touches would feel as though they were given little amount of electricity with each contact, which made the nerve endings tingle with pleasure.

It is disgrace that such petty stimulations, if done the right way, even a man with strongest will could collapse under the spell of such seducer.

And such men or women who pride themselves for their unbeatable will and yet feel the effects of the stimulations, all over their bodies, feel wounded. One such name would be.

Kakashi Hatake.

The sun was nearly set making sky ruddy with the over tones of rich violet and velvety black of night. The shadows were silently yet relentlessly growing longer. The noise of the forest were changing. Slowly, the birds were getting quieter as the returned to their nests. While the nocturnal creatures were starting to creep out for their expeditions.

By the time the shadows had merged into one big ocean of darkness, the team had found a suitable place to camp. They had worked swiftly as the day light was vanishing, gathering fire wood, water for a merger meal and to set the tents.

The camp place they chose was bordered by a cave on the west, the tents were erected on a little clearing. Thick foliage covered the rest of its boundary. Through the thicket, was a small opening. On further investigation it was discovered that an unused trail lead to a brook . The sound of a brook in the south east direction was carried by the slight breeze.

By now the torturous finger had traced the length if his thigh, too many times to count. Sometimes, it would take a detour and move until the navel, skillfully avoiding the sensitive area of a man.

Kakashi had been as evasive as his contemporaries. Never meeting their eyes and they didn't pressure him for it. Although, no one had witnessed it happening, they still knew it was done.

Since Iruka had taken that poisonous dart, things had been a little more complicated.

Iruka seem to only recognise Kakashi, who had been the first one to come in contact with him. One touch was all it took. One touch and Iruka was suddenly all over him.