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Sakura subtly glanced around and ducked into the alley, spotting his profile, barely illuminated by the streetlight. He leaned casually back against the brick wall of the bar she had just left, hands in his pockets, and Sakura couldn’t stop the smile that pulled at her lips as she took him in.
She tucked her hair behind her ear as she approached him.
“Fancy meeting you here,” Sakura said, stopping in front of him.
He hummed in agreement, eyes sparking with mischief.
“Dangerous to be hanging around in dark alleyways late at night, don’t you think?” His voice was low and teasing.
“You’re lucky you have me around to protect you,” Sakura said cheekily.
Kakashi chuckled, “I definitely am.” He reached for her, large hands splaying over her hips as he pulled her into him.
Sakura melted into his embrace, sliding her hands up his torso. She raised up onto her tip toes and slipped her fingertips under his mask, dragging it down under his jaw.
Kakashi didn’t hesitate, tilting his head down and sealing his mouth against hers. She sighed and let him guide her so that her back was against the wall and he was leaning over her, pressing his body into hers. When she felt his tongue trace the seam of her lips, Sakura parted them, letting him slide his tongue over hers, stroking lazily until they had to part to catch their breaths.
“Hi,” she whispered, fingers still twined around his neck.
“Hi,” Kakashi murmured, nuzzling her cheek.
He leaned in again, capturing her lips in a hungry kiss. Sakura gasped into his mouth when Kakashi’s hands slipped around, kneading her ass and dragging her somehow closer. Things got hotter and heavier and Sakura couldn’t suppress a soft moan when he dragged his mouth to her neck, nipping and sucking at her sensitive skin.
He was grinding against her now, and she could feel the outline of his cock pressing against her stomach. Her head fell back against the brick and she dug her fingers into his shirt, biting her lip in an attempt to stay quiet.
God, he drove her crazy.
“Kakashi,” she whimpered, too turned on to be embarrassed about how needy she sounded.
He let out a low groan before pulling back just enough to rest his forehead against hers, breathing heavily.
“If we don’t leave now I’m gonna fuck you right here,” he said, voice low and thick with desire.
“Is that a promise?” Sakura asked, coyly.
Kakashi laughed softly, pressing soft kisses along her cheekbone till his lips brushed against her ear.
“Our friends are inside…someone could see,” he caught her earlobe between his teeth. “Is that how you want them to find out, Sakura?” He taunted. “You want them to catch you out here, with your skirt pushed up above your ass and my cock between your thighs?”
“Fuck, Kakashi,” Sakura gasped out, turning her head so she could reach his lips again.
Sakura was a sucker for dirty talk, and Kakashi knew it. He was destroying her, had spent the last couple of months absolutely ruining her for other men. No one else would ever come close, she was certain. And if it weren’t for the fact that the ‘friends inside’ he was referring to didn’t know about their recently started romantic relationship, she probably would let him fuck her into the back wall of Konoha’s most frequented shinobi bar.
“It would save a lot of time and explanations,” Sakura pointed out.
Kakashi laughed and pulled away from her, giving them both some space to calm down.
“Trust me, that isn’t how we want to tell Naruto.”
Sakura winced at the mental image. “Way to kill the mood,” she pouted at him.
He cupped her jaw and ran his thumb softly over her bottom lip.
“I’ll make it up to you back at my place,” he assured her.
“Mmm I don’t know, I’m pretty tired, long mission and all that. Maybe I’ll just go home,” Sakura teased, the liquor making her bold.
Kakashi’s eyebrows shot up.
“Is that right?” He stepped back into her space, nudging her back against the wall. His arms caged her in, hands resting on the brick near her face as he kissed her cheek. He kept his lips against her skin as he spoke.
“So you’d rather go home alone, wet and needy, than come with me? You want to touch yourself and fuck yourself with your fingers instead of letting me stretch you out over my cock? Is that what you want, Sakura? And when you make yourself come, and I’m not there to lick all that delicious juice out of your pussy, and you still want more, then what will you do, Sakura? You’d rather fantasize than let me take care of you?”
Sakura was so turned on she could feel her panties sticking to her skin with arousal. Usually, just the sound of his voice could get her in the mood, but this, this was on another level.
“Kakashi,” she whispered, chest heaving.
“Hmm?” He pressed a gentle kiss to her lips.
“I think you’ve killed me.”
He chuckled, low and deep. “Not yet, baby. Are you ready to go?”
She nodded, unable to vocalize how badly she wanted him.
He smiled. “Good.”
His hands formed rapid signs against her spine, and they disappeared a moment later.
...
“Where did that asshole go?” Asuma demanded. “He stuck me with his damn bar tab!”
“Who, Kakashi?” Iruka asked.
“Who else? I didn’t even see him leave,” complained Asuma.
Rolling his eyes, Tenzo chimed in, “Raise your hand if you’re surprised Kakashi left without telling anyone and without paying for his own drinks.”
No one at the table moved.
“I’m just glad it wasn’t me this time,” Tenzo added.
Asuma sighed. He had just paid for dinner with his former students yesterday, and any meal with Choji left his wallet significantly lighter, and now this. He was going to punch Kakashi the next time he saw him.
“Speaking of Kakashi, am I the only one who thinks he’s been acting weirder than normal?” Genma asked.
“How do you mean?” Iruka asked, curiously.
“I used to have to threaten him with physical violence to get him to come out for drinks and stuff…but lately he actually seems sort of social. Like tonight, did any of you drag him out here?”
His table mates all shook their heads.
“So he came out to a bar, knowing it was going to be a pretty crowded night, on his own? ” Genma shook his head in disbelief. “Never thought I’d see the day.”
“Well, now that you mention it,” Kurenai began, “I have noticed a difference in him recently. But it’s not bad, if anything, he seems happier, or at least less worn down. I have no idea why though, I was just glad to see him like that.”
The table murmured their assent at this. He may be an asshole, but Kakashi had good friends.
“I just hope this lasts and he doesn’t pull another disappearing act,” Genma said.
“I’ll make him disappear if he pulls this shit with me again,” Asuma grumbled.
The table erupted with laughter.
...
“I’m just saying, it’s not like her to leave without telling us! What if she got sick or something? I just wanna make sure she’s okay,” Naruto insisted.
“If she’s not feeling good, I doubt us knocking on her door at one in the morning is going to help,” Sasuke muttered. Still, it was unusual behavior for Sakura. She didn’t even finish her drink (a rare occurrence). Which was why he agreed to accompany Naruto to her apartment.
Sai walked quietly behind them, apparently finding it unnecessary to contribute to the conversation.
The former teammates, now close friends, had spent the evening and then night unwinding at a local bar. But then, somewhere between the we should probably call it a night phase and the okay, one more round decision, Sakura had made a quiet exit. Which was odd because Sakura was not quiet, and was typically the one encouraging more rounds. Not to mention, they hadn’t had a night like that in a while, where all four of them were in Konoha at the same time. Since their team 7 days, all four had progressed to being skilled jonin, and were oftentimes dispatched on high level missions of various lengths. Sometimes together, but usually split up with other shinobi, depending on what the objective was. In fact, Sakura had just returned from a mission that very morning, which was why they decided to meet up that evening.
Sakura’s apartment was on the third floor of a cozy building with a lot of windows. As they approached, it became clear that her lights were off.
“See?” Sasuke pointed out. “She’s sleeping. Which is what I would like to be doing.”
Naruto ignored him and scaled the wall till he reached the balcony that was off her bedroom. He peered through the window and then whirled back around to face his teammates. “She isn’t here!”
He jumped off the railing and landed next to Sasuke. “Where could she be? Do you think she’s in trouble? What if someone messed with her on her way home?” He asked, concerned.
“Then we would have felt an earthquake and found random body parts,” Sasuke retorted. He wasn’t worried about Sakura being able to take care of herself. The many injuries she had inflicted on him had taught him a thing or two. But he was curious as to her whereabouts. After all, it was well past midnight.
“She’s probably with her boyfriend,” Sai said with a shrug.
Silence.
“Boyfriend???”