![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
Title: Failing At Time Management
Author: redbrunja
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: NC-17
Author's Note: Written for the last Naruto kink meme.
Pairing: Sakura/Kakashi
Summary: In which Kakashi is distracting.
Sakura was staring dazedly at the grouting between the tiles of her shower when she heard the curtain slide aside and realized that she had pore-reducing cream all over her face.
She gave a horribly embarrassing yelp and turned frantically into the spray, scrubbing at her face.
She heard Kakashi chuckle, even over the spray. When she was sure her face was clean, she glared at him over her shoulder.
"What are you doing?" she asked waspishly.
"Washing my hair," he said lightly with a gleam in his eyes that had her eyes narrowing and the muscles of her belly tightening.
"You do realize I have somewhere to be this morning?" Sakura asked suspiciously.
"Sakura," said Kakashi innocently, pressing against her back to reach her shampoo, clearly informing her that he was not unaffected by her wet, naked body, "I am merely attempting to conserve water."
"Okay," Sakura said, shifting around so that he could wet his hair. She begin to lather up her legs, plucking the razor from the shelf. She could feel him looking at her, and it make her blush hotly, almost dizzy in the heat of the shower and her own wanton thoughts. When she chanced a look at him, he was making no bones about the fact that he was staring at her. He tipped his head back, washing out the soap, filling the shower stall with the citrusy scent of her shampoo, keeping his eyes locked on hers.
Sakura's hands trembled as she bent to begin shaving.
"You'll cut yourself," Kakashi said softly, kneeling down. He picked up her lathered leg, placed her foot on his thigh. He slowly, slowly, slowly slid the razor up her leg. He wasn't looking at her now, seemingly completely entranced with his task. He took his time, slowly working his way around her leg, making sure that each new stroke slightly overlapped the preceding one. He anchored her foot on his thigh with one hand, his fingers long enough to wrap all the way around her ankle.
He finished, rinsed the razor blade off, set it carefully on the edge of the tub, and then looked at her. His hair was plastered over the left side of his face, water pooling in the dips of his collarbone, streaming down his chest.
She was pressed against the cool tiles, hands flat, heat coiled in a painful knot in her belly, between her legs. She wanted him so much she felt half-crazy with it, and seeing the matching emotion in his eye was too much.
Sakura closed her eyes tightly as Kakashi gently pried her thighs open with his forearms. He ran his fingers through the curly triangle of hair between her legs, ground the heel of his palm against her. She glanced at him through her eyelashes, watched him watch his thumb trace along her slit. One finger slipped inside of her while his thumb traced a slowly, lazy circle around her clit. She bucked her hips with a cry.
Kakashi fumbled with one hand for the facet, turned the water off with a snap of his wrist.
"Why-" Sakura started, her voice echoing oddly off the walls, sounding half-debauched.
"I want to hear you," Kakakshi said thickly, pressing his face close and giving her several quick licks that had her digging her nails into her palms and biting back moans.
He made a satisfied sound deep in his throat. "Just so," he muttered against her skin. He stroked his fingers along her cunt, held her open so he could drag his tongue along her clit, mouthing and sucking while Sakura writhed against the tiles, her gasps and needy whines sounding shamelessly wanton in the odd acoustics of the bathroom until Kakashi added a hint of teeth, ever so gently, and her voice and legs failed her utterly as she climaxed.
~~~
"Forehead, what the hell," Ino snapped as Sakura slid into the seat next to her, strident voice rising about the din of the restaurant. "We've been waiting for forty minutes-"
"I know, Ino, I'm sorry," Sakura said, hunching her shoulders a little. She gave Hinata and Tenten a little wave of greeting.
"-and you can't even be bothered to blow dry your hair before you show up, you look like you dressed yourself off your bedroom floor and... sweet fuck, Sakura, did you only shave one of your legs? Oh my god you did!"
"I was distracted!" Sakura protested.
"By what, hell freezing over? Because that is the only excu...." Ino trailed off. "Bathroom. Now. I need details."
"There are no details-" Sakura protested as Ino grabbed her by the collar and dragged her toward the lavatories at the back of the restaurant.
Hinata slunk down in her seat.
"What's wrong?" Tenten asked, taking a bite out of her toast. She practically had to lip-read Hinata's response.
From the bathroom, loud, incoherent yet clearly excitatory shrieks could be heard.
"I.... um... forgot to shave both of my legs as well," Hinata blushed hotly enough to melt snow at fifty paces.
Tenten smiled reassuringly, leaned over. She put her mouth right next to Hinata's ear and discreetly slide a comforting hand between the other girl's thighs. "I think Ino's too distracted to notice right at the moment."
Author: redbrunja
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: NC-17
Author's Note: Written for the last Naruto kink meme.
Pairing: Sakura/Kakashi
Summary: In which Kakashi is distracting.
Sakura was staring dazedly at the grouting between the tiles of her shower when she heard the curtain slide aside and realized that she had pore-reducing cream all over her face.
She gave a horribly embarrassing yelp and turned frantically into the spray, scrubbing at her face.
She heard Kakashi chuckle, even over the spray. When she was sure her face was clean, she glared at him over her shoulder.
"What are you doing?" she asked waspishly.
"Washing my hair," he said lightly with a gleam in his eyes that had her eyes narrowing and the muscles of her belly tightening.
"You do realize I have somewhere to be this morning?" Sakura asked suspiciously.
"Sakura," said Kakashi innocently, pressing against her back to reach her shampoo, clearly informing her that he was not unaffected by her wet, naked body, "I am merely attempting to conserve water."
"Okay," Sakura said, shifting around so that he could wet his hair. She begin to lather up her legs, plucking the razor from the shelf. She could feel him looking at her, and it make her blush hotly, almost dizzy in the heat of the shower and her own wanton thoughts. When she chanced a look at him, he was making no bones about the fact that he was staring at her. He tipped his head back, washing out the soap, filling the shower stall with the citrusy scent of her shampoo, keeping his eyes locked on hers.
Sakura's hands trembled as she bent to begin shaving.
"You'll cut yourself," Kakashi said softly, kneeling down. He picked up her lathered leg, placed her foot on his thigh. He slowly, slowly, slowly slid the razor up her leg. He wasn't looking at her now, seemingly completely entranced with his task. He took his time, slowly working his way around her leg, making sure that each new stroke slightly overlapped the preceding one. He anchored her foot on his thigh with one hand, his fingers long enough to wrap all the way around her ankle.
He finished, rinsed the razor blade off, set it carefully on the edge of the tub, and then looked at her. His hair was plastered over the left side of his face, water pooling in the dips of his collarbone, streaming down his chest.
She was pressed against the cool tiles, hands flat, heat coiled in a painful knot in her belly, between her legs. She wanted him so much she felt half-crazy with it, and seeing the matching emotion in his eye was too much.
Sakura closed her eyes tightly as Kakashi gently pried her thighs open with his forearms. He ran his fingers through the curly triangle of hair between her legs, ground the heel of his palm against her. She glanced at him through her eyelashes, watched him watch his thumb trace along her slit. One finger slipped inside of her while his thumb traced a slowly, lazy circle around her clit. She bucked her hips with a cry.
Kakashi fumbled with one hand for the facet, turned the water off with a snap of his wrist.
"Why-" Sakura started, her voice echoing oddly off the walls, sounding half-debauched.
"I want to hear you," Kakakshi said thickly, pressing his face close and giving her several quick licks that had her digging her nails into her palms and biting back moans.
He made a satisfied sound deep in his throat. "Just so," he muttered against her skin. He stroked his fingers along her cunt, held her open so he could drag his tongue along her clit, mouthing and sucking while Sakura writhed against the tiles, her gasps and needy whines sounding shamelessly wanton in the odd acoustics of the bathroom until Kakashi added a hint of teeth, ever so gently, and her voice and legs failed her utterly as she climaxed.
~~~
"Forehead, what the hell," Ino snapped as Sakura slid into the seat next to her, strident voice rising about the din of the restaurant. "We've been waiting for forty minutes-"
"I know, Ino, I'm sorry," Sakura said, hunching her shoulders a little. She gave Hinata and Tenten a little wave of greeting.
"-and you can't even be bothered to blow dry your hair before you show up, you look like you dressed yourself off your bedroom floor and... sweet fuck, Sakura, did you only shave one of your legs? Oh my god you did!"
"I was distracted!" Sakura protested.
"By what, hell freezing over? Because that is the only excu...." Ino trailed off. "Bathroom. Now. I need details."
"There are no details-" Sakura protested as Ino grabbed her by the collar and dragged her toward the lavatories at the back of the restaurant.
Hinata slunk down in her seat.
"What's wrong?" Tenten asked, taking a bite out of her toast. She practically had to lip-read Hinata's response.
From the bathroom, loud, incoherent yet clearly excitatory shrieks could be heard.
"I.... um... forgot to shave both of my legs as well," Hinata blushed hotly enough to melt snow at fifty paces.
Tenten smiled reassuringly, leaned over. She put her mouth right next to Hinata's ear and discreetly slide a comforting hand between the other girl's thighs. "I think Ino's too distracted to notice right at the moment."
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
Either way, a very awesome piece.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
And this was great. Loved the little fic. Kakashi isn't that sneaky of a pervert, and I love him for that. kukuku
no subject
no subject
no subject
And that is a great Sakura icon.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject