Afraid of the Dark (KakaSaku)

The Devil, Unmasked

Sakura's breath caught in her throat as she gently pulled down Kakashi's mask, revealing the face hidden beneath. He was stunning, far more than she had ever imagined. Her face burned with a mixture of surprise and admiration, taking in his sharp features and the smirk that now fully graced his lips. "Like what you see, sweetheart?" he whispered, his voice low, and the scent of the wine they had shared lingered on his breath.

Sakura's lips parted, but no words came out. The haze of alcohol, combined with the overwhelming attraction she felt, made it impossible to speak. Kakashi's gaze dropped to her lips, drinking in the sight of her flushed and flustered. Her eyes flicked between his, and then down to his lips, her hands still resting on his jaw. Her breathing became shallow, and she felt a magnetic pull she could no longer resist.

Without thinking, she leaned in, closing the gap between them and pressing her lips softly to his. Kakashi responded in kind, letting her take the lead. A shudder ran through Sakura as he carefully lifted her onto his lap, mindful of his injured side. Her hands tangled in his silver hair, tugging gently as his teeth played with her lips. Her dress bunched up around her hips as his hands roamed her back, before he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, exposing her neck. His mouth found her skin, kissing and nipping as though he was starving and she was his feast.

Sakura's cheeks flushed with heat as Kakashi coaxed moans from her throat, his mouth working down her neck, leaving a trail of marks. His hands moved to the front of her dress, squeezing her breasts through the fabric. She arched into his touch, silently begging for more. "Who would've thought you'd be such a little slut for me?" Kakashi's voice was gruff, laden with his own rising pleasure as she ground her hips against his lap. He tugged the front of her dress down, exposing her breasts, and Sakura's face flushed deeper at the exposure. But any embarrassment was quickly overshadowed by the euphoria that surged through her when his mouth latched onto her nipple.

His hand teased her other breast while his mouth worked, turning her into a moaning mess. Kakashi looked up into her eyes as he gently bit down, his gaze softer than she had ever seen. She could feel him hard beneath her, and she moved her hips in rhythm with the movements of his mouth, careful not to aggravate his injury. He leaned her back slightly, repositioning them on the couch so he could slip a hand under her hips.

His fingers traced along her panties, feeling the wetness that soaked the fabric. With a slow, deliberate motion, he pushed them aside and began tracing slow circles on her clit. Sakura's soft moans filled the room, her body igniting under his touch. She had never felt so excited, the illicit nature of their encounter only heightening her desire. A day ago, she might have died of shock at the thought of being with him like this, but now, she wanted nothing more than him.

Her breath came in erratic gasps as Kakashi slid a finger inside her, curling it to hit that sweet spot within. His eyes locked onto hers as he moved with agonizing slowness, drawing out every sound from her lips. He leaned in and kissed her again, their tongues dancing together as she reached down to stroke him through his pants.

Sakura suddenly slipped from his lap, sinking to her knees in front of him. She fumbled with his belt, the jingle of it reminding her of the previous day when she had imagined being exactly where she was now. With Kakashi's help, she freed him from his pants, her hand wrapping around the base of his massive cock. 

She stroked him lightly, earning a soft groan from him. She kissed the tip before taking him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around as she watched his jaw clench above her. She took him deeper, feeling him hit the back of her throat, gagging slightly before pulling back up and releasing him with a wet pop. She repeated this a few times, savoring the way his body tensed under her ministrations. Soft moans fell from his lips before he gently pulled her back up by her hair, guiding her back onto his lap.