#(the kinks are kakashi. in case you were wondering)

[10000-paper-nohara-rins]

i go back and forth on rin's elemental nature. i really think fire suits her for thematic parallels to sasuke reasons and also i just think fire is cool and suits her whole. perception of her self and being weird about purpose deal. but water is also cool because i think rin deserves to bloodbend. elaine kind of beat symbolism where she controls other people to try and come to terms with how she can't control herself. the way to resolve this is to take the path of "nature can warp under stress or whatever" and let rin's og nature be fire, so she has that in the entire og timeline and also the team 7 sensei au (good because those are the ones where the sasuke parallels are the Strongest) and then in the akatsuki!rin au the whole almost dying thing somehow leads to her nature changing to water. which works well because that's the au where she is the weirdest about control and also masks. 👍

[vulpisnocturna]

Can i request 1 , 4 ,6 or 7 for kakashi please

Of course :)

NSFW Prompt List

4) Humiliation Kink

6) Bratting

NSFW - Minors do not interact

Warnings: bratting, humiliation kink, modern AU with less traumatised Kakashi, oral sex (m! receiving), vaginal sex, dirty talk, brat tamer Kakashi, brat afab reader, jealous bf Kakashi, reader and Kakashi are tipsy, car sex, spanking

You gulped down the drink, dancing with your friends, euphoria coursing through your body at the vibrations of the loud music and the lights swirling on the floor, the hues reflecting in the lining of your skin, making it glow of neon purple, red and blue.

The night had just begun, and yet, you were already feeling dizzy from all the stimuli around you. It was your best friend's birthday, and he had invited a few people. He had been a little hesitant about inviting Kakashi, your boyfriend, but in the end, he'd told you to bring him too, because everyone else had been allowed to bring their own partner.

It wasn't as though there was bad blood between your friend and your boyfriend, they just disliked each other for no apparent reason. According to your friend, he was overbearing and jealous; according to Kakashi, your friend clearly liked you and wanted you to be with him. You did not want to choose between the two of them, and had tried your hardest to make them get along, to no avail.

Right then, Kakashi was leaning against a pillar, watching you as he sipped whiskey and coke from a plastic cup. You had tried at first to drag him to the dance floor, but he was not really the dancing type, and he had insisted that he was fine with just watching. Sometimes, when he got a little more drunk, he joined you on the dance floor, and you hoped that would be the case that night too.

Your best friend smiled at you, dancing closer to you, and you laughed, dancing with him for a few minutes, up until he got a little too close, leaning against your ear.

'You look stunning in that skirt, y/n' he said loudly over the music, his hand skimming your hip. You laughed nervously, pulling back when his fingers curled around your waist.

'Thanks' you said hesitantly, stepping back into someone's chest. You looked up, enveloped by the masculine cologne you loved so much as Kakashi wrapped his arms around you, his eyes set on your best friend. He was tense, and you knew immediately that he was jealous. To his defence, that one time, it had felt flirty, but your friend was probably just drunk, and Kakashi was slightly paranoid when it came to him.

As you looked at him, straining your neck, you were both unnerved and surprised to see him smirk, cocking his head, his expression almost daring your friend to make a move as he pulled you to him with an arm around your waist and led you towards the exit.

'Kakashi, we can't leave yet' you said, getting on your tiptoes to speak against his ear.

'Is that so? We're done here. I have a few things to tell him, but because it's his birthday, I'm going to leave it for now. You, however... I have a few things to tell you' he said, and a shiver ran down your spine. You knew you were in trouble. You wondered if he would take you home and fuck you roughly because he was jealous. A part of you wanted to test him, push more of his buttons.

After all, they said go big or go home, and you abided by that motto.

You allowed yourself to breathe in the cool air of the side alley of the back exit as you tried to quieten the ringing in your ears at the sudden lack of loud music. Kakashi walked up to the car, leaning against it, crossing his arms and clucking his tongue as he eyed you. His eyes were intense, looking black in the heavy shadows of the night, his mouth set in a hard line.

You smoothed your skirt, stepping closer to him, mimicking his pose and glowering at him. You weren’t truly that mad, but the little alcohol you had managed to consume was making you bold and warm all over.

‘You see what I mean now? What did he say to you when he was all over you?’ he asked, tapping with his long fingers on his bicep. You tilted your head.

‘He told me this skirt looked good on me’ you said, smirking at him. Kakashi’s jaw was a hard line as he ground his teeth.

‘And? You liked that? Liked having his hands all over you? Or were you just trying to make me jealous?’ he asked. You tried to bite your lower lip seductively as you went over to him, leaning against his ear.

‘He was just drunk. It was sweet’ you said, ‘why are you so jealous, Kakashi? Worried I might try to end up in his bed?’ you taunted, knowing full well that you would never do such a thing and he knew it too. You were just riling him up, and by the look on his face, he was fully aware of your plans.

‘You are a brat’ he hissed, opening the back door and ushering you inside. He got in after you, and you could barely sit before he gripped your hair and kissed you roughly, swatting your hands away when you tried to touch him. He was really mad, you thought, and it was making your lower stomach tighten.

‘You think I don’t know what you are doing? Pulling a stunt like that, taunting me about it, wearing this slutty skirt… you like being punished, huh?’ he said, reaching over under the passenger seat and pushing it forward as much as he could, so that there would be a wide space in front of his legs. Your knees felt weak and your breath faltered with sheer anticipation.

Kakashi looked amazing in that white shirt and smart trousers, and the rings on his fingers were making you think of how his hand would look around your neck. You went over to him, starting to kiss his neck, but he fisted your hair, pulling it until you whimpered, his tongue following your artery, making you mewl pathetically. You felt hazy with desire and adrenaline was starting to burn through your veins, and Kakashi did not seem to want to slow things down.

'On your knees' he said darkly, and you nestled yourself between his legs, looking up at him seductively and starting to palm his hard cock through his trousers. He swatted your hand away again, and you pursed your lips.

‘Since you’re so keen on being a rude brat, I don’t think you’ll need your hands’ he said, unbuttoning his trousers and freeing his cock, stroking it in front of your face, looking down at you.

You looked up at him, intent on teasing him as you licked the underside of his cock from the base up to the head, flicking your tongue at the damp slit. Kakashi groaned, his lips parting, his hand rising to fist your hair into a messy, makeshift bun.

‘You’re such a slut- you think you have control of the situation? Open your mouth. This is a punishment, after all’ he said, his lips curling into a sinful, lazy smirk. You obediently opened your mouth, not wanting to push his buttons at that very moment, as worked up as you were. You knew you were in for some mind blowing sex.

Kakashi slid his cock inside your mouth, giving shallow thrusts, his eyes liquid with lust and intense with jealousy. You pressed your tongue under the tip of his cock, hollowing your cheeks and staring up at him through your eyelashes.

‘Fuck- that’s it. You’re such a filthy slut. Wearing that little skirt, flirting with your pathetic friend… he wouldn’t know what you need’ he said, gripping your hair more tightly as he pushed your head down, starting to fuck your mouth. Your eyes teared up as you choked a little, breathing hard through your nose and moaning when Kakashi’s cock twitched in your mouth.

He got a little rougher, practically using you for his own satisfaction, groaning and letting out grunts when he reached the back of your throat.

Kakashi hated your stupid friend. His stupid fucking smirk as he looked at you, acting like he was so damn smart and subtle. Like no one knew that he wanted you. He knew he was jealous and possessive, but he loved you so so much and did not want to lose you. He trusted you with his whole heart, but fuck, he did not trust that prick. And he’d lost his mind seeing him touch you. So now he had to show you just how much you liked being fucked by him.

He had to feel you, see you, touch you, brand you so that you would be reminded how much you loved being his. And you were such a brat, pushing his buttons, making him even more jealous and irritated, to the point where he was now staring down at your tear-stained face, your mascara running down your cheeks, your swollen, darkened lips glistening as he jerked his hips against your face, groaning at the feeling of the back of your throat against the head of his cock.

Your face was a mess, and he loved it. A part of him was gone enough to wish your friend could see that, could see what he was doing to you.

'You look pitiful, gagging on my cock as I fuck your mouth. You're such a sight, little one' he said, pleased to feel the vibration of your moan. He was getting closer and closer to his orgasm, and while he wanted to cum on your face, he also desperately wanted to fuck you and hear you cry and beg for him. So he stopped moving, pulling you back until his cock slipped out of your mouth, connected only by a trickle of saliva.

'Messy brat' he said, pulling you on his lap and ripping your panties. You weren't going back inside the club anyway, and he couldn't wait to slip them off you.

'Kakashi!' you yelped, and he lowered you on your knees beside him, pushing down on the small of your back, rucking up your skirt and stroking your ass, revelling in the little tension he could see in your shoulders. You knew what was coming. He smacked it hard, his cock twitching as it rippled against his hand.

He traced the curve of your ass and the tops of your thighs, dragging his fingers on your cunt, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he felt how wet you were.

'Look at you. I haven't even touched you, and you're drenched. What kind of brat gets this wet for a punishment? Answer me' he crooned, gently teasing your clit with the pads of his fingers, relishing in your little twitches and desperate mewls and whimpers.

'Kakashi- stop teasing' you moaned, and he replaced his fingers with the tip of his cock, dragging it along your cunt, watching you squirm. It was intoxicating, addicting to see you so desperate for him.

'A slut, little brat. Only a slut gets this wet over a punishment' he purred, pushing his cock inside you, holding your hips still as you let out a small gasp and a drawn-out moan. He grunted, his fingers curling on your soft skin, leaving moon arcs where his short nails dug in your flesh.

He forced himself to still, regaining some of his stamina as he waited for the pleasure that had been mounting as he fucked your throat to quell down. Besides, he liked to see you squirm. Sadistic as it might be, it was addicting.

'Kuh... kashi...' you whined, voice needy as you pushed your ass against him. He kept you still, clucking his tongue against his teeth and smacking your ass again.

'Stop squirming. Beg me to fuck you' he pressed, wanting you to let go and submit to him, needing you to need him so bad it was making his temples throb.

You said nothing, like the brat Kakashi knew you were. He resorted to staying still and smacking you again, smirking at your whimper and the way you clamped around his cock, throbbing and making it almost impossible for him to resist the urge to pound into you.

'Please fuck me, Kakashi' you said after a few seconds, voice wanton and needy like he had wanted it to be.

'Good girl' he praised, bottoming out and thrusting back in, tearing a loud whine from you as he set a deep, rough pace that had you crying and whining as you tried to gain purchase on anything you could grab to steady yourself.

'Are you done being a brat? Are you going to be good now?' he hissed, and you groaned, moaning when he bent over you to wrap his hand around your neck.

'I asked you a question, little brat' he murmured against your ear, nipping at your lobe, keeping you still as he slammed his hips against your ass.

'Yes- please, Kakashi- gonna cum' you keened, and he hummed, pressing his thumb against the side of your throat, feeling your pulse hammer against his fingers.

'Do you think you deserve it? I'm not quite sure' he crooned, enjoying your little sobs and pleas.

'Please, Kakashi- I need it so bad... feels too good' you babbled almost incoherently, voice girlish and slurred.

'Such a pathetic little slut, crying and begging. This is what you needed from me. Cum around my cock, then' he urged, snaking his free hand to play with your clit, feeling you tighten sinfully around him, your breaths growing shallow and uneven as you let out a breathy moan, throbbing around his cock as you came.

Kakashi moaned, your name on his lips, his teeth gritted as he held back on his own orgasm as he vowed he would make you cum again before he was done with you.

'That's my good little slut' he praised, continuing to tease your clit even as you squirmed and whimpered, his cock angled in such a way that would rub against your g-spot repeatedly. You felt perfect, as you always did around him, wet and tight, practically made for him.

'Fuck' you moaned, a litany of curses pouring from your swollen lips as Kakashi kept on pounding into you, his hair clinging to his forehead, his eyebrows furrowed, his lips parted. It was becoming increasingly hot in the car, and the windows had fogged up, except for a hand print you had left as you had dragged your hand on the window trying to steady yourself.

'Cum again, greedy slut' he hissed, his face and neck hot as he let out a small huff and his thrusts lost some of his pace, his fingers skilfully rubbing your clit as you repeatedly squeezed his cock, drawing low moans from him.

You cried out, your hips twitching, your mouth hanging open, your eyes screwed shut as you came around him. Kakashi cursed, his eyes rolling back, his ears ringing with static, his hips stuttering, his lips parting as he followed suit, emptying himself inside you.

After he steadied his breathing, he slipped out of you, draping you on his lap, holding you in his arms, stroking your hair away from your face gently.

'Regardless of how much I may dislike your friend, you know I trust you, right?' he said, kissing your forehead and rolling down the window a little bit to let some cool air in.

'I know. And I don't think you're entirely wrong. But jealous sex is fun, and so is teasing you' you smiled tiredly, and Kakashi let out a soft sigh.

'You are too cheeky for your own good' he said, smiling slightly.

[yoon-kooks]

Tie Me Up

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Fluff & Agust D

Summary: While planning the promotional shoot for Agust D’s second mixtape, you’re visited by the man himself who seems to have a lot of ideas for a “baddie” aesthetic. One suggestion in particular sounds a bit risky, but somehow you’re tempted.

Word Count: 1.3k

Warning: Yoongi may or may not have a bondage kink

A/N: i know what the title says but this is straight fluff, fam :^)

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As the countdown begins for Agust D’s return, it’s up to you, BigHit’s resident art director, to make preparations for the photoshoot and music video. After playing the mixtape on repeat for the past few days, you’ve come to the conclusion that the visuals need to be bold, in your face, and for lack of a better word, badass.

The only problem is that you know Yoongi. You know how he likes to present himself as the hardcore underground rapper that he is. And you know his Agust D persona is quite raw and outspoken. But more than that, you know that Min Yoongi is actually a softie. Especially around you for some reason.

You’ve seen and experienced it with your own eyes. Because whenever he casually drops by the art department of the BigHit building, he always makes up some pathetic excuse about “enlisting your help for a personal art project” or “needing a change of scenery” just to visit you. And then he’ll just sit there, working next to you on the spare desk that somehow became his second office. He even goes out of his way to buy your favorite dessert “for himself,” only to share half of it with you on late nights in the office.

With the knowledge that Yoongi’s that soft, you struggle to envision him as the badass that Agust D is supposed to be. If only he weren’t so dang cute all the time.

“Fucking Yoongi,” you mumble to yourself as you study photos of the shooting location and several props to spark any sort of inspiration.

“Y/N.” You look up from your computer screen at the boy you’d just cursed out. “I can hear you, you know.”

“What brings you here today, Min Yoongi?” you ignore his comment.

“Ah, me? I just needed a change of scenery,” he shrugs with a whole ass keyboard in hands. “Helps the creative juices flow better.”

“You used that excuse like two days ago. Try harder,” you tilt your head.

“Oh, I did?” he ruffles his hair.

“No, I’m just fucking with you,” you crack into a giggle. “You did say it last week, though.”

“Oh, so you’re keeping count?”

“You could say that.”

“Anyway, I just thought I might as well stop by to make sure you’re not goofing off, young art director.” He makes himself comfortable on the spare desk beside yours. “How’s the planning going?”

“The most goofing off I’ve done all day is bickering with you,” you pinch the rapper’s cheek because that’s just what your fingers do. “As for the planning, it requires a big brain to make someone like you look badass.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he narrows his eyes at you. “Doesn’t it help that I’m naturally scary?”

You blink at the “scary” boy without answering his question. Then an idea pops into mind. “Want to help me plan? It is your music video after all.”

Yoongi nearly shoves his keyboard off the desk. “Sure.”

You turn your screen towards the boy to fill him in on the details. “So what I’m thinking so far is to have some fire involved…you mentioned Bang PD, so maybe like a cameo from him… oh, and it’d be cool if you had an eye scar like Kakashi.”

“Who’s Kakashi?”

“I was also thinking of inviting Seokjin and Jungkook to make a brief appearance?” you continue, again without answering his question.

“Yeah, maybe it’s better not to,” Yoongi sighs. “You know how those two are. They’ll probably just start fighting each other for the hell of it.”

“It would be good to have some of your friends on set to support you, though.”

“Are you saying you’re not a friend who will support me?”

“You know I’ll support you, Silly,” you chuckle. In addition to being a softie, Min Yoongi is also a funny guy.

“Right, right,” he says as one of the sample props catches his eye. “What were you planning on using the rope for?”

“Oh that… You know how Bruno Mars uses a rope to drag a piano around in that one music video? I was thinking something along those lines, but like with something to symbolize your achievements.” You start gesturing as though you’re playing charades. “It’ll be like ‘I had to work my ass off for this motherfucker.’”

“Interesting. I like that,” Yoongi nods, casually picking up the rope. “Or, what if we tied me up?”

“What.”

“Wouldn’t that be kinda badass?”

You attempt to envision a soft Yoongi all tangled in rope, but it’s a little too much for you to process. “Maybe it’s not best to broadcast your bondage kink to the entire world.”

“It’s not a kink, it’s an aesthetic.”

“Right,” you roll your eyes. “It’ll make you look like a real baddie, Yoongi.”

As soon as you snatch the rope out of the boy’s hands, he offers up his wrists to you. But all you can do is stand and stare, wondering if he’s legitimately serious about the bondage kink.

It takes a good minute or so, but Yoongi finally budges. However, you’re caught off guard when his hands wrap around yours—not that you’re complaining. If there’s one thing that you’re weak to about Yoongi, it’s when he completely breaks down his “scary” front and goes full soft boy on you. You’re not sure what triggered the handholding all of a sudden, but you’ll take what you can get.

“I still think it’s a good idea, yeah?” He tilts his head at you with a slight pout. A pout!

Aha, you see what’s going on.

“I’m not going to let your adorable face sway me, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

Yoongi drops your hands and sighs. “I don’t get why you always think I’m cute.”

“Because that’s just what you are,” is what you want to scream. You swear the boy drives you crazy sometimes. “It doesn’t matter what I think, Yoongi. You are what you are.” It’s not an opinion. It’s a fact.

“So no rope?” he blinks at you with that pout again. Stay strong, Y/N.

“Fine, we can try the rope if it makes you happy…” It’s your turn to pout. His cuteness always wins. It’s too powerful. Even more powerful than Agust D himself.

As you fumble around with the rope to get it around the boy’s wrists and body, he has the audacity to snicker.

“What?” You shoot him a look. You’ve never seen someone so delighted to be tied up. Then again, bondage isn’t really your area of expertise.

“Nothing,” he hums.

“You know, if someone walks in right now, they’ll get the wrong idea.” You tie a neat bow at the small of Yoongi’s back.

“I don’t care what anyone else thinks.”

“You seem to care when I think you’re cute.”

“You’re different.”

“Is that so?” you giggle, backing up to get a full view sample photo of the tied up boy. You honestly don’t get the appeal. He just looks like a bigger dork than he already was. Then again, you are pretty smitten for that adorable dorky side of his.

“Did it work?” He waddles over to you in the restraints. You show him the photo and he nods in approval. “What do you think?”

“I think you’re the biggest dork ever, Yoongi,” you tease.

“You’re not affected at all by this?” He tries to lift his wrists.

“I’ll admit you’re right about it fitting the Agust D aesthetic. I can respect it to that effect,” you try to keep it professional for 0.2 seconds. “But on a personal level, I can’t unsee how dang soft you are.”

“I’m not soft,” says the soft boy as you untangle him from the rope.

“Right, and you’re not going to treat me to my favorite dessert after this.”

“I’m not?” The first thing the boy does when his wrists are free is take your hand once more. “Because I’m headed there right now if you want to tag along.”

You smile, shake your head, but follow him nonetheless. You’ve proven your case. The world may see and fall for the hardcore badass in Agust D all tied up with scars and shit, but you’ve fallen long ago for the dork who simply hangs with you for a nice change of scenery.

[moonlady9]

Age reversed; sakura the girl next door and Kakashi’s old “baby sitter” finds out how much he’s grown up

Oh I love this one!! Super hot! Thanks Anon for the prompt!!

Kakashi/Sakura

Explicit

Kink of the Week: Babysitter

Grown

https://ko-fi.com/moonlady9

Sakura was walking out of the restaurant with her take out in hand when she bumped into a very muscular man. She felt strong hands on her shoulders as he steadied her.

“I’m so sorry…” she stated.

“Sakura?” he asked incredulously, “Sakura, is that really you?”

She looked up to see who could be saying her name with such familiarity. She didn’t immediately recognize the eyes that smiled at her until she looked up to see the shock of silver hair that was unnatural in someone so young.

“Kakashi?” she laughed, “Oh my god! I haven’t seen you since you were an awkward teenager.”

Kakashi grinned as he unconsciously wrapped an arm around her waist, releasing her quickly in case it was inappropriate. “I’m sorry, it’s just been a long time.”

“It’s okay. What are you doing here?” She fixed herself after his embrace.

“I just moved, got my first job after graduating.” He raked his fingers through his hair as he took her in. Her just standing there so unexpectedly radiant had him feeling unbalanced in the best way.

“Wow! Congrats on the new job. Time really flies. You’re so tall now, I remember when you barely reached my shoulders,” she teased with a giggle. He certainly had grown. He was built lean and strong, now she was the one that barely reached his shoulder. His face had matured, it was all angles and sharp features except for his soft eyes.

He chuckled bashfully, “It’s been a long time since you moved away and stopped being my neighbor.”

“That it has. Um, listen, I just got off work and have way too much food, if you’re not busy, would you like to catch up, help me eat this takeout?” Sakura smiled sweetly.

“I don’t have anything, I was just trying to look for some food and if it’s really no imposition, I would love to catch up with my old babysitter. Maybe you can let me know the best take out spots.”

“No imposition at all, I’m excited for us to catch up.”

Kakashi was impressed by her medical degrees and her nice apartment. They ate on the floor, spread out over the coffee table. They caught up, reminisced when she would take care of him when his dad had to work. He was reminded of the innocent crush he had on his babysitter at twelve years old when she was sixteen. Now, watching her smile, her emerald eyes dancing, her rosen hair bouncing, maybe that crush was starting to not become so innocent now.

Sakura couldn’t stop admiring him, he was quite handsome and grown, Kakashi always seemed older than his years, but seeing him now, he was such a man and at the same time so young. She felt herself flush at the mention that he didn’t have a girlfriend at the moment, for some reason her heart delighted in hearing he was single.

It didn’t go unnoticed to him when she mentioned she was single too, having just left a relationship. Then there was their closeness, when had they gotten so close that he could smell the sweet spring scent of her hair? Was it him or her that had moved closer? Or both? He did know that it was him that closed the gap of their stretching finger as they entangled over the table. And she grabbed him in return.

His eyes swirled like storm clouds as the connected with hers in a gaze that she had never thought to come from him but now that it was aimed at her, she wanted fall into the heat. Her body moved independently of her thoughts, just wanting closeness, she leaned forward, and suddenly she was surrounded by his wintery scent and taste as he kissed her. Her brain froze for a moment wondering how this had come this far, but as his warm lips kissed her softly and eagerly, she melted into him, kissing him back.

She tasted like fresh berries; her hands were clenching his shirt pulling him to her as her kisses became more heated. He wanted to follow her into the flames. He didn’t care anymore how they got into this situation, tugging each other’s clothes off with impatient hands, he just wanted this to continue. Her nails scratched lightly down his bare back as he bit the side of her breast.

“Your so beautiful,” he murmured, thinking that younger him would be thrilled to know that he was seeing Sakura naked and flushed with desire.

“You’re so handsome,” she returned as his tongue lavished her breasts. She moaned as his fingers went between her legs to tease her slick slit. “Oh!”

He grinned as he swiped over her clit making her jolt. “I would fantasize about you.” He kissed down her stomach.

Sakura looked at him as he made his way down. “Oh yeah?”

“I wondered what you tasted like.” He dipped his tongue past her folds to her entrance, savoring her as she moaned above him. “Better than my fantasies.”

“Oh god!” His fingers and mouth were finding every weak spot. “Where did you learn that?” she cried as he suckled her pearl and curled his fingers inside to touch her just right.

His chuckle was muffled as he made his own sounds of pleasure. “I’ve grown, Sakura. In lots of ways.”

“Oh fuck!” she cried as he moved relentlessly “Yes—oh gods—yes, you most certainly have.” Her legs trembled and involuntarily closed around his ears as she climaxed. “Oh Kakashi!”

He withheld his smugness as he watched her, she arched so beautifully, biting her bottom lip as her eyes fluttered. He lapped up her orgasm as she came back. He crawled up to kiss the corner of her lips gently as she giggled. “How else can I show you how much I’ve grown?”

Sakura grinned glancing down. “I think I want to see for myself.”

She sat up pushing him down on the floor, switching positions. His erection standing proud, but she started by kissing him instead. His talented tongue swirling as she tasted herself in his mouth, it made her head spin. Her hand ran down his chest, her lips followed, trailing down, stopping to nibble at his pale nipples, making him growl. She giggled at how sexy and adorable she found his blushing face when she reached his lower abs, licking at the angled dip of muscles that pointed her towards her prize. His silver curls adorning his impressive cock.

Stars flew across his vision as she sucked the head gently, adding her tongue. This was better than his fantasy. If only teenage him had known how truly blissful her mouth was. And then she was taking him all the way in, he choked out a raspy moan as her mouth and tongue did things he didn’t know could be done. Maybe he still had more growing up to do.

Sakura would have chuckled if her mouth wasn’t preoccupied. He was writhing under her. His hand fisting her hair but not moving as if he was unsure what he wanted, he had one eye open and the other closed, like he didn’t want to take his eyes off her but at the same time he was in his own world. She moved over him slowly making sure he could watch her lips and tongue flick over his pretty cock. He really had grown, but he was already shaking, groaning her name as he climaxed, filling her mouth with his spend. It reminded her that he was still young after all, and luckily because of that, his stamina kept him hard.

“I’m sorry, it felt too good, I just couldn’t…” he started to apologize.

She silenced him with a peck to his lips, “It’s ok, I didn’t want to stop either. You have a very nice cock, Kakashi.”

He blushed at her praise; his cock twitched as if in acknowledgement. Her eyes were bright as she smiled at him. His hands found their way to her waist pulling her into his lap as they kissed. “Sakura, you’re amazing.”

The fiery touches on each other had both clinging and desperate for more.

“Kakashi, I need you,” she moaned.

“Me too.” He reached for his pants, she reached for her purse coming back with a condom each. They laughed.

“We might need both.” He smirked.

Her stomach flipped at the promise. After he rolled on the condom, she could barely contain herself as she lifted her hips to align herself to his length. His hand held her waist as she sank down, both letting out sounds of pleasure as they joined. Every delicious inch that entered her stoked the fires within her belly.

If her mouth was blissful, her pussy was heavenly, so warm and inviting. He sat up to hold her, his knees lifting so he could bring her closer. “You feel incredible,” he panted.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, placing her heels on the floor so she could have a better angle, “So do you.” She peppered him with short breathless kisses.

They thrust into each other, his pelvis meeting hers as the did their best to feel bring each other pleasure. Their skin overheated, perspiration starting to cling them together. They ate up every heavy pant, every raspy moan, every broken plead, just relishing how much they both had changed and grown over the years.

“Did you fantasize about this when you were younger?” Sakura teased as she nipped at his neck.

He chuckled as she pulsed her walls around him ending with a delighted groan, “It wasn’t this nice in my head. It seems I had a terrible imagination back then.”

She giggled, finishing with a cry as he snapped up into her, hitting her spot just right. “Oh yes, right there.”

Taking her directive, he started to slam into her earnestly, memorizing her unabashed begs of more and harder. He wanted to see her climax again. He wanted to feel her around his cock, he wanted scars of her nails digging into his shoulders, he wanted to ingrain her into his memory as she orgasmed again.

Sakura screamed as the blaze of ecstasy overtook her. His words of encouragement and strokes of his cock inside of her kept her floating in bliss. Then he was gripping her hips with bruising strength, his own groan of climax reaching her as his cock pulsed inside of her.

She placed her forehead on his in hazy satisfaction, smiling at him. “You really have grown.”

Kakashi laughed, “If you want more proof, I am more than happy to provide it.”

“I do have more condoms.” Sakura smirked.