Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Just Like Heaven ❯ Rebel Yell ( Chapter 4 )

Disclaimer: I don't own the song or the anime. This is all written in good fun.

Here it is! The lemon I promised! Aren't you excited?! :D

I'm sorry it's so late. I planned on updating sooner, but so much has been going on since I last updated that I haven't had the chance to until now.

Well, I hope it's up to par with your expectations. -Crosses fingers-

I hope no one gets too bad of a nose bleed. haha

(But then, the point of the lemon would be gone, ne?)

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Last night a little dancer, came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel, came pumping on the floor
She said a come baby, I've got a license for love
And if it expires, Pray help from above,
Because,
In the midnight hour
She cried more, more, more.
With a rebel yell
she cried more, more, more- owww!
In the midnight hour, babe
More, more, more.
With a rebel yell
More, more, more,
More, more, more.

She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg.
But when I'm tired and lonely, she sees me to bed.
What set you free,
And brought you to me, babe
What set you free?
I need you here by me.”

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Kakashi continued to calmly walk towards his apartment building, fighting the urge to uncharacteristically rush, with his mind overflowing with ideas of how he might find Sakura in his apartment.

`Maybe she's already naked, waiting in my bed….' Images began to flood his mind of the many possibilities. He couldn't help the excitement he felt when his apartment came into view.

He walked towards his door at his naturally slow pace. His slightly sweaty palms and speeding heart beat the only signs of his excitement. He reached his door with slow fluid motions, unlocking the door he entered, and… felt his heart drop. His apartment was in complete darkness.

He sighed `Damn. I was sure I gave her enough time to get here first.'

He flung his jounin vest towards his couch, and turned back towards the door, locking it and flipping the light switch. As he turned around his eyes barely registered a flash of pink before a feminine body was pressed roughly against his, sandwiching him between the cold wooden door and the warmth of her flesh. Her hands rand down his covered chest to the hem of his black shirt tugging it up towards his head. He finished the job she started, shivering as her fingers traced patterns across his bare muscular chest as his shirt was thrown aside.

She eyed his naked torso appreciatively; Kakashi grabbed her hips and pulled her roughly against him as he switched their positions, roughly pressing her body against the wall next to do the door, grinding his hips against hers. Sakura's breath quickened at the animalistic glint of desire in his eyes. She reached for his mask, and without a second thought she tore it off.

He chuckled at her antics. The dark and husky tone of his laugh sending shivers down her spine and warmth to pool between her legs.

“I thought you might've changed your mind on the way here.” He breathed raggedly in her ear.

Sakura smirked at him “You know I'd never abandon you Kakashi.”

And he did know. He let the conversation die as he attacked the flesh of her neck with love bites, growling as he sucked on her pulse point. She moaned; her head falling against the wall with a soft thud. She wrapped a leg around his, rubbing agonizingly slow against him. He reached for her leg, grasping it firmly at the knee, fingers deftly stroking its underside as he hiked it up a bit higher. Her hands found their way into his silvery locks, finding purchase as his tongue ran along the creamy column of her neck; his breath hot and heavy across her skin. She shivered and arched her back off the wall, pressing her chest against his.

To say he enjoyed the feeling of her firm breasts as they rise against him with her every breathy pant would have been the understatement of the century. He loved the way her soft curves meshed with his sculpted body. He slid his free hand to the hem of her shirt, slipping it under the material and raising it upward as he slowly moved his hand up her heated flesh to the underside of her bra and then up to cup her breast. She groaned as his hand molded her covered flesh to his palm, teasing her nipple though the cotton of her bra. His mouth found purchase on her collarbone, causing her to gasp and tug on his silvery-white mane. He pulled away from her, dropping her leg and leaving her breathless and shaking against the wall. Her mouth opened to complain at the loss, but instead of reprimanding him she squeaked as his hands roughly yanked her shirt over her head tossing it to the darkness of his apartment.

One strong, and definitely male, hand landed on her hip as the other trailed around from her waist to her bra and its clasp. Experienced fingers slid between her bra and her skin where the hook and eye was connected. With a deft move of his fingers the clasp popped open, leaving the straps to fall down her arms as she joined in helping him remove the garment completely, flinging it towards his bookcase- the one filled with brightly orange covered books.

`Books that are the furthest thing from his mind right now.' Sakura couldn't help but giggle at the thought as it flittered into her mind; but just as quickly left, as Kakashi's mouth enveloped one of her pert buds his other hand massaging and tweaking its twin.

One of Sakura's own hands slid down from his hair to rub encouraging circles on the back of his neck as its counterpart tried to press more of her chest into his mouth. He couldn't help the smile that appeared unbidden as his mouth switched breasts. His hands slid down her sides, tickling and causing goose bumps to rise on her flesh, as one hand moved to roam her backside searching for her skirts elusive zipper. The metallic sound seemed to echo in her head as he yanked her skirt down. She automatically kicked it away as Kakashi dropped to the floor- along with her underwear. She leaned back against the wall once more, anticipating his next move.

Sakura moaned as his hands fleetingly -teasingly, rubbed up and down the outside of her thighs. Uncontrolled shivers ran along her spine as his hot breath teased the smooth apex of her thighs. She tugged roughly on his hair as her legs shook with each tingle of his breath on her skin.

He chuckled at her, loving her petite hands fisting and yanking his unruly hair.

“Patience is a virtue, Sakura” he teased.

She growled at him “Fuck patience, Kakashi. I want this - I want your mouth on me, now.”

Kakashi chuckled once again, and lifting her left leg over his shoulder, he obliged his pink haired vixen.

The first touch of his tongue to her womanhood sent sparks through her body. Sakura gasped, clutching to his hair as her other hand unconsciously moved to entangle in her own pink locks, her mouth slightly agape with her ragged panting. He slid a hand up her inner thigh, slipping two fingers into her core as he sucked on her bundle of nerves- hard.

Her back arched as she gasped, his name passing her lips as a heated whisper. Her hips went with the primal urge to grind against his thrusting fingers, wishing for something much bigger thrusting into her. Sakura grasped his hair with both hands as she began to grind on his hand harder; she was so close she could almost taste it. Suddenly, Kakashi pulled away, leaving her near the edge. She whimpered and tugged on his hair, trying to encourage him to continue. He smirked at her antics as he stood up; her green eyes burning with intensity from passion and a new heat of raw anger.

“Stop teasing and just take me, Kakashi.” She growled out at him. “Better not be changing your mind about tonight now- you know I don't need an angel.”

Kakashi smirked at her “I'd sell my soul, for you babe.”

And then they came. Those butterflies that he -unknowingly, conjures up for her, appeared full-force. Flap, flap, flapping at the timber of his voice, husky with want, as that line, that line, from one of her favorite songs passed his lips.

She always was a sucker for older rock n roll songs.

Kakashi tugged her away from the door and proceeded to pick her up like a sack of potatoes. Sakura giggled as she watched his ass while he hurried to his bed room. She reached out and groped it just before he unceremoniously dropped her on his bed. She laughed out loud as she bounced, watching with lust-filled eyes as he unbuttoned his jonin standard issue pants, letting them also drop unceremoniously to the floor and tugging off his boxers to join them.

Sakura's eyes roved over his body. His lean form and sinewy muscles made her mouth water. She leaned back on the bed, sinking into his pillow as his lanky form crawled over hers. Her fingers began to search for and smooth over the many scars on his body as he dove in for a languid and heated kiss. He couldn't help but groan as he lowered himself between her parted thighs, finally feeling her heated flesh against his very own.

He ground his hips against her and hissed as her manicured nails dug into the flesh of his shoulders when she rolled her own hips upward to meet his. Placing his arms on the sides of her head he watched, with slight fascination, her mouth part and heard her gasp of pleasure as he ground his hips against hers rougher than before. Their eyes met, never breaking as he reached down to guide himself to her entrance. With one swift thrust he sheathed himself inside her warmth; her back arched off the bed as her nails continued to dig half moons into his skin, over the feeling of being so… full.

As she flattened out against the bed once again she rocked her hips against his, causing the usually stoic ninja to groan and burry his face in the crook of her neck. Slowly, he pulled out half way before roughly snapping his hips forward. Sakura moaned as she dragged her nails down his back, searching for something her hands could have purchase on. He pulled out and thrust forward once more, grinding against her in a circular motion. She gasped as her hips surged upwards, hands finally finding leverage in his hair and the sheets below. He groaned as he continued the thrusting rhythm he started with his hips.

In. Out. In. Out. In. Grind. Out.

In. Out. In. Out. In. Grind. Out.

The hand in his hair tightened as he thrust into her warmth; the breath of his groans on her neck sending shivers up and down her spine. His right hand sought out the one gripping the sheets to interlace their fingers together as his pace quickens and he grinds more persistently into her as he searches for that elusive spot. The one that makes her back arch completely off the bed; eyes shut tight, toes curled, and mouth open in a silent plea to the kami's as a breathy gasp escapes her lips.

He pounds into her- searching, searching; searching. He plants kisses on her neck, before finding her fluttering pulse point. He greedily sucks on it as he slightly changes the angle of his thrusts, finally finding what he's been searching for.

She gasps- the hand holding his tightens almost painfully; the other slips from his hair to rake its nails down his back in a physical plea for completion. He growls and thrusts harder, her gasps become shorter as her muscles begin to tighten around him.

“Oh- Oh- Kakashi!” She gasps finally, as her back arches off the bed, her toes curl, her eyes shut tight, and her mouth opens. He gasps at the tightness of her contracting walls as he pounds into her, knowing his own end is rushing to meet him like a tidal wave. His hips become jerky, ruining the earlier set rhythm as he groans, her own name slipping past his lips as a heated whisper, as his own release is found in the dying spasms of her orgasm as her back flattens to the mattress below her.

Kakashi collapses on top of her as she wraps one arm around his sweaty shoulders and the other around his back, their post-coital glow still humming- thrumming, through their bodies as their breathing begins to slow. Sakura holds him there, not wanting his weight to disappear from her body. These, she has come to realize, are the moments that make her feel alive.

Kakashi nuzzles her neck with kisses as a comfortable silence encompasses them both. Before sleep claims the drained kunoichi, Sakura opens her mouth to share the one word that's been plaguing her mind since her orgasm hit.

“Wow…” she breathes out with a giggle.

The compliment is not lost on Kakashi, as she feels his lips turn up into a smile against her neck, before sleep finally takes them both.

I'd Sell my soul, for you babe.

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Ahhh- there it is! The lemon! -Goes off in search of tissues for nose bleed-

I hope everyone enjoyed, and that I made it worth the wait!

Stay tuned!

Mata ne!