Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Kaka/Saku Drabbles ❯ Surefire ( Chapter 18 )

Disclaimer: All rights, privileges, and characters concerning Naruto belong to Misashi Kishimoto-sama.

 

Warning: Lemon and sexual situations. Lemon begins at bold words!

 

Surefire-certain to get results.

 

Surefire

 

A hot blush rapidly spread across Sakura's pale face. This was the second time this week something provocative had ended up on her doorstep. Her hands shook as she tore the bright orange wrapping from the rectangular gift. Her eyes widened upon seeing the questionable content. The first gift of a skimpy nurse's outfit had been bad enough, but now she held the latest edition of Icha Icha Tactics in her quavering hands.

 

The pound of her heart and the blood rushing through her veins drowned out all other noise. This was why she didn't detect the presence right outside her bedroom window.

 

A smirk spread beneath the stretchy material of his mask as Hatake Kakashi remained oblivious to Sakura. He chuckled softly at the look of horror that rapidly spread across the young woman's face. His plan of sending the kunoichi provocative gifts was going according to his scheme. It was a surefire way to get what he wanted. And what he wanted more than anything was the delectable presence before him, that of Haruno Sakura.

 

He quickly made his exit as he saw his obsession calm. It wouldn't do to have her already knowing who her secret admirer was. By amusing himself at her expense he figured the end would be that much more worthwhile. Kakashi thought about the past, when his friendship with the spitfire kunoichi had turned into his greatest obsession.

 

After her promotion to Jounin she had begun seeking him out for additional training. It was nothing more than friendly sparring, but she had gradually wormed her way into his heart. He had tried squelching these uneasy feelings, but the notion of Sakura being more than a friend and comrade wouldn't disperse. He had soon found himself appearing more frequently around the beautiful kunoichi. He would admit that he was drawn to her exquisite beauty, her scrumptious lips and saucy hips. But feelings other than lust had began to make themselves known.

 

Love was an emotion he had cared nothing for until that one drunken night, two months ago. After a stressful mission he had been in need of some strong drinks. Upon entering the smoky pub his eye had instantly been drawn to a pair of jade eyes and pink locks. She hadn't seen him, but he had seen her, more than he could take.

 

She had been dressed in a tight black dress, the neckline too low and the sleeves mere straps. His eyes were instantly drawn to her delicate feet where black heels were, their straps hugging her calves. His eye had continued to roam upward past her creamy calves, small knees, and sassy thighs. The sight of her flat stomach and developed breasts had nearly sent him back out the door. He knew a disaster was brewing when she finally noticed his presence. With a flick of her tiny wrist she had motioned him over, and he had obeyed like the lovesick puppy he was.

 

It hadn't taken long for him to get intoxicated, though only slightly, his mysterious persona beginning to crack. He had watched her the entire night, jealous when another man approached and smug when she paid attention to him. The next memory he had of that night was of him walking her home. She had hugged herself, her breasts pressing together in what he could only describe as tempting. He had had to hold himself in check when they had arrived at her apartment. She had asked him if he wanted to come in. He knew he would regret it later but he had accepted her gracious offer anyway. He had kept himself under control, talking about missions and less morbid topics. All too soon it had neared morning, the sun beginning to rise. He had told her with the utmost honesty that he had enjoyed that night and that he would like to spend more time with her.

 

That was when it had all began to take affect. He enjoyed his long conversations with her. She wasn't like most women who only liked to talk about their selves and their past relationships. Sakura wasn't like every other woman though. She was intelligent, funny, strong, and very well rounded in all aspects of the world. A twenty-one year old woman he used to teach as a child had won his heart.

 

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Why was this happening to her? Who of all people could be sending her such ludicrous gifts? Sakura sighed as she set the bottle of red lubricant on her nightstand. This was the third gift. These surprises were beginning to wear on her nerves, though she was curious as to who kept sending her things when most everyone knew of her `monstrous strength,' as Naruto had so kindly put it.

 

Ever since she had become a Jounin, Sakura had focused on her studies. Kakashi had been the only man she had had usual contact with. Surely he wasn't the one sending her these gifts. The thought caught her off guard, a blush spreading rapidly across her cheeks. Kakashi didn't like her that way, did he? It was true that she had began seeing him as a man, but did he see her as a woman? It was just no way he would be this forward, could it? Sakura shrugged her thoughts off, examining the three items on her nightstand.

 

The green book glared at her, though she was glad that at least it wasn't orange. On the cover was the picture of what she could only assume as a man, thinking. The crossed out hearts on them had Sakura wondering why it was such a thing on the cover. Perhaps it was something the man in the novel couldn't have. Her interest piqued Sakura reached forward. Upon realizing what she was doing she snatched her hand back.

 

Her eyes widened. “What am I thinking?” She adverted her eyes but no matter how much she tried she kept getting pulled back towards the blatant novel. She was twenty-one; old enough to read such material but why was she hesitating? Was it the possibility that she was enamored with the gift? The idea made her laugh out loud.

 

In the next moment she lay on her stomach, the novel held in her small hands as she regarded it with curious eyes. What did Kakashi find so fascinating about these books anyway? She closed her eyes as she flipped the novel open. She looked down at it, and immediately slammed it back shut again, a hot blush covering her face and neck. “How can he read this stuff? And in public no less!”

 

She took a calming breath before daring to try again. The picture wasn't so bad, sure they were showing way too much skin and they were in an intimate position but Sakura had seen worse. Upon further inspection Sakura found that the woman in the picture had a pink tint to her hair and the man's was…silver? A choked gasp escaped her throat as she studied further. Sure enough the two characters on the first page were she and Kakashi. She was going to personally see to it that Jiriaya couldn't write another book ever when she saw him again.

 

This was ludicrous, absolutely idiotic, and deeply arousing. The book went sailing through her room, flying into her lavender walls before crumbling to the ground, the front picture blaring at her. She covered her face with shaking hands, trying to will her self back under control. Why was this happening to her? Just when she thought she felt nothing for the silver haired Jounin this had to happen.

 

It was true that she found him very mysterious, well-sculpted, and handsome, even with his mask on. But wasn't she immune to all that? He was her teacher for crying out loud. The `was' caught her off balance. There would be nothing wrong with their relationship, if they decided to have one, since they were no longer teacher and student. What was she thinking again? Her eyes inadvertently went to the other materials on her nightstand. There was no way Kakashi would have gone into a store and bought that stuff, was there?

 

Tired of thinking on such embarrassing and confusing things Sakura got up from her bed. She ignored the calling of the book on the floor as she slipped on her sandals and left her small apartment. Her feet led her to the old Team 7's training grounds. She looked around with saddened eyes, missing the days before Sasuke's betrayal. Just the thought of the Uchiha's name left a bad taste in her mouth.

 

She walked over to the three stumps that were, amazingly, intact. She caressed the middle one, where Naruto had been tied. A loud laugh escaped her throat, filling the empty clearing with music. Her spine stiffened when she felt another presence close by. She turned in a half circle, ignoring the warmth that suddenly spread through her abdomen. Kakashi stood not three feet from her, his lone eye drilling into her own. Heat pooled in her body, her heart pounded; she was sure he could hear its rhythmic dance.

 

“Kakashi, what are you doing here?” She placed a hand over her fast beating heart, trying to slow its tempo.

 

Kakashi smiled, the action identifiable by the happy crease of his eye. “Can't I visit my favorite female student?”

 

Sakura grimaced. “I'm your only female student. And you're not my teacher anymore.”

 

Kakashi chuckled deeply, the sound making Sakura swallow audibly. “Oh yes, how could I forget?” His eye darkened, roaming the contours of her body slowly.

 

Sakura fidgeted under his accessing stare. Why was he looking at her like that? Her eyes widened upon the realization that he was lusting at her. Kakashi and lusting just didn't fit her description of him, especially if it involved her. Her thoughts from earlier that morning ran through her muddled mind. She shifted her weight to her other foot, lowering her eyes to the ground as she tugged lower at her thin top. “Kakashi?”

 

Kakashi snapped his gaze back to Sakura's lowered face. When had he forgotten to hide his feelings? No matter, he had been waiting for her for a long time now. “Hmm?”

 

Sakura raised her head, her eyes fierce with determination. Was that arousal and curiosity flash across her jade orbs? “Are you the one that keeps sending me gifts?”

 

Kakashi smirked. So she had figured it out already? He knew she was an intelligent woman. “What if I was?”

 

Sakura's eyes widened. “Kakashi, you…”

 

Kakashi began to walk forward, his measured steps bringing him closer to the flustered woman. His plan was going as accordingly, though he would have preferred his game to go on just a little longer. Her labored breathing and accelerated heart rate alerted him to her reaction to his closeness. He was going to get what he wanted. And he was going to get her, tonight and every night from now on. “What were you saying, Sakura?” Her name rolled off his tongue languidly, the sexuality behind the word tightening the tension in the air.

 

Sakura blushed, her hands now shaking erratically. This was Kakashi she was thinking about! He wasn't like this. He wasn't supposed to act like this. But his mere presence ignited something within her that she knew couldn't be erased unless he was the one to initiate it. She lowered her lashes further, hiding her eyes from his piercing view.

 

Kakashi leaned forward, her rose scent making his head reel; he was intoxicated. “Tell me what you want, Sakura.” He brought his hand up, caressing her soft cheek gently. His rough pad pulled her trapped lip from her teeth, massaging the fleshy fold. He leaned forward, his breath hot on her earlobe.

 

Sakura panted. Her body was on fire, mind reeling as though she tumbled from a cliff, pushed into something that was frightening and dripping with adrenaline. She had never felt this way before, not even around Sasuke. A low moan escaped her throat as his hot breath stirred the fine hairs on her neck. What did she want? “Kakashi, I want…”

 

Kakashi hummed against her neck, sending small shivers throughout her body. He placed his lips against her neck, breathing in her scent, a deep groan boasting his ego. “You want?”

 

Sakura shook in anticipation. What did she want? She leaned towards his masculine scent as he sucked greedily on her neck, emitting a pleasurable whimper from her tight throat. “You.”

 

Kakashi smirked, continuing his attentions of her neck and shoulder. “What do you want? I couldn't hear you clearly.”

 

Sakura's back arched as his hand gripped her derriere, pressing her heated body against his hard thighs. This was too much. “I want you.”

 

“I still didn't hear you, Sakura.”

 

A frustrated moan flowed from her mouth. Was he going to make her beg? “I want you!”

 

Kakashi stood to his full height, looking down at Sakura, his eyes hungry. “I thought you'd never say that.” In a few seconds Kakashi pulled down his mask, pressing his full lips against her pliant ones. Their moans echoed throughout the clearing, their feverish bodies meshing together. Unnoticed by the aroused kunoichi Kakashi quickly teleported them into his bedroom, intent on ravishing what was his. His gifts had definitely been a surefire way to get what he wanted.

 

Warning: Lemon!!

 

He switched sides, nipping at the smooth skin of her neck, pressing her breasts against her chest. His breath hitched when she trailed her hands up his side, her painted nails lightly scraping his taunt skin. Her hands found their way into his hair, pulling him closer, devouring his lips hungrily.

 

Sakura's eyes fluttered open, watching the mesmerizing movements of Kakashi suck on her neck. She tilted her head to the side, allowing him better access as he ran his rough tongue over her collarbone, eliciting a sensuous shiver from her. She tugged on his silver locks, pulling him towards his bed. Her knees hit the side before she tumbled backward, pulling Kakashi atop her. She arched up into him; her curvaceous body almost perfectly aligned with his angled one. A strangled moan escaped her throat when he caressed her breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt and bindings. “Kakashi. I want more,” she whispered breathlessly.

 

Kakashi pulled back, licking his lips as her exotic taste lingered on them. With a deep-throated moan he hastened to take her shirt off, ripping it in the process. He threw the ruined shirt to the floor before lowering his head to her bound breasts. The insistent tugs on his hair only furthered his arousal. He cupped the fleshy appendages before rolling the nipples between his thumb and forefinger. A lust-felt whimper was his response from the kunoichi he was ravishing. Soon the wrappings became too much. He flicked open his side-pouch, bringing forth a sharp kunai before slicing the white cloth away.

 

Sakura gasped as the kunai embedded itself in the wall behind them. Her gasp quickly turned into a moan of pure ecstasy when Kakashi licked her nipples before gently blowing on them. “You're beautiful, Sakura.” Her eyes closed of their own accord as he began to reap kissing on her breasts. She arched her spine when he took a nipple into his mouth, sucking roughly. With a cry, white exploded behind her eyes, her body quaking with her orgasm.

 

Kakashi watched her writhe in ecstasy; her eyes closed tightly, her mouth opened as she screamed her release. He hadn't thought he would get this reaction from her, but now that he saw what he could get he was going to try for more. Her eyes locked with his, their jade depths like bottomless pits. “That was…wonderful.”

 

Kakashi chuckled, his voice husky. “That was only the beginning.” He bent his head, claiming her lips in a soft kiss. He worshipped her face, lightly kissing her eyelids, temple, cheeks, and ears. She was once again shifting beneath him, her covered core pressing insistently against the large bulge in his tight pants. He groaned deep within his throat as she rubbed against him. If she kept it up he wasn't going to last much longer either. He captured her hands, holding them above her head with one of his. He slowly inched down her body, alternating between kissing and sucking on her delicate skin.

 

He swirled his tongue around her navel, dipping into the small depression, bringing Sakura's back off his rumbled comforter. He sat up, straddling her knees as he began inching her tight black shorts down her body. They were soon discarded on the floor along with his vest and shirt, the items becoming cumbersome. His eyes widened, his mouth parting slightly as he looked down at the woman beneath him. Her body, only clothed in her skimpy white panties looked as though she had come out of one of his Icha Icha books. “Oh God, Sakura.” He ran his hands along her sides, raising goose flesh. Her eyes were wide open, watching his every move with clouded eyes.

 

He traced the hem of her panties, his eyes drawn to the tiny cherries stitched on the right side. He groaned before lowering his head, his tongue rolling over the roof of his mouth before caressing the skin around her panties. Sakura shot up; her mouth open in a silent scream before Kakashi pushed her back down with a hand on her abdomen. “Please, Kakashi.”

 

He rose his head, his Sharingan eyes spinning lazily. “Please what, Sakura?”

 

Sakura shivered uncontrollably, the sound of his deep voice almost sending her over the edge again. “Please…” she whispered, not knowing how else to tell him her want.

 

Kakashi smirked, satisfied for now. “Relax,” he breathed against the apex of her thighs. He slipped his index fingers in her panty hem, slowly pulling the thin fabric away from her most private treasure. When the material was out of sight Kakashi breathed in her scent. He licked his lips before settling between her spread thighs. When he saw her watching him with lust-filled eyes he lowered his head, a smirk playing across his handsome features. With a flick of his tongue he sent her over the edge again. While she shuddered and screamed he continued to feast on her.

 

His evident arousal was becoming too much; he had to ease it soon. He shirked his pants and boxers before crawling up the shivering kunoichi. He rested his body against her, their bodies covered with a thin sheen of sweat. Sakura opened her eyes, staring up at Kakashi dreamily, her pants diminishing until they were mere whispers. She looped her hand around his neck, pulling him towards her. Their lips hovered fleetingly before they locked, both moaning at the deep sexuality behind the kiss.

 

Kakashi rubbed his arousal against her, a deep groan vibrating his chest. He locked eyes with her as he began to push in. “I'm sorry.” With a quick thrust he was all the way inside of her.

 

Sakura winced. There was a little pain but she had been expecting that, but what she hadn't been expecting was the utter thrill of his hard appendage within her. After a moment she moved her hips experimentally, eliciting a pleasurable groan from her lover.

 

Kakashi grit his teeth as he began to move slowly within her, his canines peeking from his lips. He rolled his hips, her tight passage almost sending him over the edge, but he wouldn't until she came first. His thrusts quickened until she was panting beneath him, clawing at his back with her long nails.

 

Sakura was nearing the edge. She could tell this was going to be more explosive than her first two orgasms. “Kakashi!” Stars exploded behind her eyes, sending her into oblivion as she screamed her pleasure.

 

“Sakura!' Kakashi joined her in bliss, spilling his seed within her before he collapsed on her, exhausted and sated beyond belief. He rolled off her, cradling her within his arms as he gently moved her damp hair off of her face.

 

Sakura's eyes fluttered open, focusing blearily on Kakashi's naked face. A blush rapidly spread across her face. “I don't know what to say.”

 

Kakashi placed a kiss on her temple. He looked into her eyes, his own soft and filled with emotion. “I love you.”

 

Sakura gasp, her eyes widening as she turned in his arms. “You really mean that?”

 

Kakashi smiled. “Yes. I love you more than I ever thought possible.”

 

Sakura's face softened before she lay her head on his shoulder, breathing in his masculine scent. “I love you too.”

 

Kakashi bent his head and kissed her, his tongue caressing her own. With a smirk he rolled back atop her. “Stay.”

 

Sakura smirked. “I would love to.”

 

Hehe, this was supposed to be a drabble but I think it turned out more as a one-shot. But I just couldn't stop writing. But I'm pleased with the result.

 

This was a request for asuke02redeva, who gave me some words to work with. I used Surefire as the title entails. If others would like to request that I write something then I will be more than happy to oblige. I would prefer that you ask for a drabble or one-shot since I'm working on a chapter fic now. That way it won't take me as long. But I might take any offers as long as I'm really interested in them. : D I believe one-shots and short stories are my forte, but I love writing long stories so I mostly stick with them. XD

 

Again, as in all my fics (sweatdrop) please review and give me constructed criticism. Though as one reviewer pointed out, I probably don't need to tell you guys that. ^_^'

 

I added a lemon, request of Wiccanbabe off of Deviantart.com.