The Missing Manuscript of Make Out Paradise (18+): When the newest manuscript of the Make Out Paradise series is stolen, Jiraiya enlists the help of two of Konoha's elite jonin to retrieve it: you and Kakashi Hatake. It was supposed to be a simple mission, but secret feelings, shared rooms, and sexual fantasies make things a bit more complicated.
Itachi x Reader
More Than a One Night Stand (18+): A night out with your friends ends with Itachi coming back to your apartment. You can’t complain about what happens after.
Naruto x Sasuke x Sakura / Shikamaru x Temari
T.G.I.F (18+): On a Friday night after a long month of missions, Naruto decides it’s time to throw a party. Chaos ensues, feelings are exposed, and someone definitely should’ve kept an eye on Lee.
Attack on Titan:
Eren Yeager x Reader
Take My Heart, Take off My Clothes (18+): You keep going back to Eren no matter how many times you tell yourself to stop. (college/modern au)
Unexpected Encounters (18+, series, discontinued): An unexpected encounter one night reunites you with someone you haven't seen in a long time, but have also never quite forgotten about. (college/modern au).
Levi x Erwin
Talking to the Moon: Levi reminisces about his time with his commander and partner, Erwin Smith.
A little Kakashi Hatake as your boyfriend piece while I work on some longer fics... hope you enjoy🫶
Kakashi x (F) Reader, 18+, mdni
…
First meeting
You were introduced to Kakashi through a friend. You didn’t know much about him. All you knew was that he was one of the Leaf’s most powerful jonin. You were a bit intimidated when you found out that you’d be meeting him.
You were at a restaurant with some of the Leaf’s other jonin. Your friend introduced you to everyone, and as luck would have it, the only open spot at the table was next to Kakashi. You sat down. You were surprised when he turned to you.
“It’s nice to meet you. I’m Kakashi,” the masked man said. The first thing you learned about Kakashi was that he was kind.
Throughout dinner, the two of you talked. You gave each other knowing looks whenever Guy blurted out something about youth or other nonsense. You could tell Kakashi was a man of many secrets, but you found yourself liking him.
Getting to know each other
You worked at a bookstore in Konoha. You'd seen Kakashi at the store before, but this time he recognized you from dinner. He was browsing the aisles, and when he saw you behind the register, he raised a hand in greeting.
“Hi, Kakashi,” you said to him when he approached the register. You noticed he didn’t have any books in his hand. “You like to read?” you asked curiously.
Kakashi hesitated. “Sure,” he said.
“What kind of books do you like?” you asked. Kakashi didn’t answer. He just averted his eyes. He almost looked embarrassed. You weren’t sure why.
The next time Kakashi came into the store, you weren’t behind the register. You were restocking the aisles.
“Oh, Kakashi, hi!” you said happily when you saw him. You put down the pile of books you had in your hands. “Can I help you find something?” you asked.
Kakashi stood there with his hands in his pockets. “I’m actually here to ask what you’re doing after work,” he said.
Some of Kakashi’s friends were going to a trivia night at a bar downtown. You had eagerly agreed to go with him. After work, you quickly changed. You made your way to the bar and found that Kakashi was waiting for you outside. You smiled at him.
The two of you sat next to each other again. The seats in the bar were close together, so your leg brushed against Kakashi’s every so often. It made you flush. During trivia, you learned Kakashi was smart. He knew the answer to almost every question.
Kakashi walked you home. You’d had a few drinks, so you were a bit tipsy. Kakashi stayed close to you and made sure you got home. You didn’t think you stopped smiling the entire time.
When you got to your apartment door, you paused before going inside.
“That was fun. Thanks for inviting me,” you said. Kakashi smiled behind his mask.
“Thank you for coming. I’m glad it was fun,” he said. The two of you looked at each other. You wanted to reach out and touch him.
“You should go inside,” Kakashi said. You smiled and nodded.
“Goodnight, Kakashi,” you said.
“Goodnight,” he replied, and then he was gone.
Asking you out
You had a crush on Kakashi. A childish, heart racing, all consuming crush. He had become your good friend, but you wanted more. You wanted him, but you didn’t know what to do about it. You’d given him every sign that he should ask you out.
You thought your efforts weren’t going to work, but then they did. You were out at a bar again. Kakashi was there. A man came up to you. He wasn’t bad looking. It was obvious he was flirting with you. You made it look like you were flirting back. You felt Kakashi’s eyes on you the entire time.
Kakashi walked with you to your apartment afterward, ever the gentleman. You were wearing a dress. Kakashi looked at you for a long moment when you got to your door.
“Can I take you to dinner?” he asked.
You smiled. Finally.
The first date
You spent hours getting ready. You were nervous, but mostly excited. You were going on a date with Kakashi. You didn’t know exactly where you were going. You didn’t think he would pick somewhere fancy, that wasn’t his style, so you opted for a comfortable dress. You heard a knock at your door and rushed to answer it. Kakashi was there. He wasn’t in shinobi gear. He was wearing a nice dark shirt and tailored pants. You both stared at each other.
The date was very Kakashi. Nothing flashy, but you loved every minute of it. You ate at a casual ramen spot, chatting like you normally did. You tried not to choke when Kakashi’s hand brushed your thigh at one point.
Kakashi paid for your meal, and then the two of you walked around the city. He took you to a spot that overlooked the bustling heart of Konoha, and you looked down at the lights and the people. It was beautiful.
As you were looking down at the city, Kakashi was looking at you. You turned your head and saw him.
“What?” you asked.
“Nothing,” Kakashi said. “You just look beautiful.”
You felt your face get hot.
The first kiss
Kakashi walked you back to your apartment after the date. While the nervousness in your stomach had faded, it came back as you approached your apartment door. You didn’t want the night to end. You wondered if Kakashi felt the same.
You paused before you unlocked your door. The night was quiet, but your thoughts were racing. There was a strong tension in the air. Kakashi was looking at you. His sharingan eye was bright.
“Did you have a good time?” Kakashi asked.
“Yeah,” you said. You felt a bit breathless. Kakashi took a step toward you. You took a step toward him.
“You really do look gorgeous,” Kakashi said. You took another step forward. Kakashi’s eyes fell to your lips.
“Kakashi,” you breathed. A second later his lips were on yours.
Your eyes were closed, so you didn’t see Kakashi pull down his mask. He walked you backward until you were pressed against your apartment door. You gasped as his mouth moved against yours with unbridled passion.
You’d never been kissed like this before. You pressed your body into his, and you ran your hands over his strong back. Kakashi tilted his head and deepened the kiss, and you moaned softly when you felt his tongue slide against yours. Your hands moved to his hair. His hands moved to your hips to pull you closer.
You pulled away breathless. Kakashi’s forehead was pressed against yours.
“I don’t think we can stay out here,” you whispered. Kakashi grinned.
“Are you inviting me inside?” he asked.
You smiled and quickly unlocked your door.
Kakashi, your boyfriend
It happened almost casually one day, about a month after you and Kakashi had started dating. You knew he was going to be training with his genin team all day. To be nice, you decided to bring them lunch. You got to the training ground, and you waved when you saw the four of them. They walked over to you.
“Hey, Kakashi-sensei, who’s this?” the short blond one, who you knew was Naruto, asked.
“Yeah, she’s really pretty,” the pink haired girl, Sakura, said. The third one, Sasuke, just looked at you with mild disinterest.
You looked at Kakashi. You weren’t sure how to introduce yourself. Kakashi looked at you and then addressed his students.
“This is my girlfriend,” Kakashi told them. There was a pause.
“WHAT? Kakashi-sensei, you have a girlfriend?!” Naruto and Sakura screamed in unison.
Kakashi looked at you apologetically, but you just smiled. It was the first time he’d called you his girlfriend.
As a boyfriend, Kakashi wasn’t super big on public displays of affection. He was subtle. When you were out with him, you’d feel a hand on your lower back, on your thigh under a table. Kakashi’s touch always sent sparks through your body. It was a reminder that you were his.
Sometimes, Kakashi would flirt with you just to make you squirm. There was one time the two of you were out with your friends. You’d been saying something, and then you turned to Kakashi. He hadn’t been listening. His eyes slowly looked down your body until they got to your chest, which your low-cut shirt had left exposed. Kakashi slowly looked back up at your face and he smirked under his mask. Your whole body flushed.
When you were alone, Kakashi made it clear just how much you were his. He was like something from your deepest fantasies. Kakashi took his time when he fucked you, until you were begging and moaning his name.
“That’s it. Good girl,” he’d say with his deep voice. He wanted to pleasure you. Hearing you gasp his name was what got him off.
You were eager to please Kakashi, too. Every time you sank to your knees in front of him, Kakashi looked like he was dreaming. You loved the sounds he made when you went down on him. Low and guttural. You loved knowing that you had the same effect on him as he had on you.
Kakashi was affectionate. He liked to be close to you. When the two of you relaxed in his apartment, you sat close together on his couch. Kakashi would read his books (you’d made fun of him relentlessly when you found out he liked Icha Icha, but then you promptly shut up when he showed you just why he liked it), and he would rub circles on your skin as he read. Touching you was like an instinct to him.
Kakashi had also stopped wearing his mask when it was just the two of you. The first time you’d seen his bare face, you couldn’t stop staring at him. You knew he was beautiful, but nothing could’ve prepared you for that face.
Kakashi liked to do things for you. Whether it was cooking you dinner (he was a great cook), or fixing the broken sink at your apartment, he was always happy to do it. When Guy had asked Kakashi to help with a leak in his ceiling, though, he’d promptly said no.
Kakashi listened to you. Even though he faced literal life and death situations on missions, he listened to you complain about your job. He let you vent about rude customers and whatever else. He was patient and thoughtful.
I love you
You were sleeping at Kakashi’s apartment. He was gone on a mission, but you pretty much lived at his place. You weren’t sure what time it was when you heard his bedroom door creak open.
You felt the bed dip next to you. Kakashi laid down beside you. He pulled you close to him. He was holding you tight.
“Kakashi?” you asked. You felt like something was wrong.
“You’re here,” Kakashi breathed in relief. You turned around in his arms to face him.
“I’m here,” you reassured him.
“The mission got dangerous, I was worried-” Kakashi said, sounding rattled.
“Hey, it’s okay. You made it back. I’m here,” you said to him. You rubbed your hand calmingly against the back of his neck.
“I love you,” Kakashi breathed, quiet in the dark. Your hand paused. “I was worried that I wasn’t going to get to tell you that,” Kakashi said.
It was the easiest thing in the world to say I love you too.
You slowly opened your eyes. The bed you were in was familiar, but it wasn’t yours. There was a body pressed against your back. A muscular arm was lightly draped over your side.
Kakashi.
You were in his bed after spending the night at his apartment. His smell was everywhere. It reminded you of what you had done the night before. Your legs were still sore, and your skin felt hot as you thought about the way Kakashi had explored your body, thoroughly fucking and pleasuring you until you were sobbing his name.
Last night wasn’t the first time. Far from it. You and Kakashi had been doing this for about a month. Sometimes it happened at your apartment, sometimes at his. It was a mutually satisfying arrangement.
You stayed still. You felt Kakashi breathing steadily and assumed he was still asleep. You tucked your nose into his blanket, relishing the scent and the feeling of being so wrapped in him. You always loved the nights at Kakashi’s apartment. You got to see little pieces of his life, like the books on his shelves and the few framed pictures he had.
Kakashi was a private person, so the two of you had been keeping your relationship a secret. You didn’t even know if you could call it a relationship— you hadn’t had that conversation yet. Right now, it was mostly a friends with benefits situation.
Because of this, you never knew how long you were welcome at Kakashi’s apartment. You usually left in the morning, not wanting to overstay. Kakashi had never asked you to leave, but it felt less complicated to go home on your own. As you laid in his bed, though, you didn’t want to leave. You never really wanted to leave. You loved being around him.
Before the two of you had started hooking up, you were friends. You’d been attracted to Kakashi since the beginning. How could you not? He was kind, thoughtful, a bit quirky—and, of course, ridiculously hot. You hadn’t been sure what Kakashi thought about you, but then one night at his apartment, after you’d both had drinks with your friends, he was looking at you differently. He was looking at you like he was imagining taking your clothes off, and then one thing led to another, and you were climbing into his lap on his couch, kissing him furiously.
Then it happened again, and again, until it became a habit that you didn’t want to break. It was casual, but the way you were getting attached to Kakashi felt dangerous. He’d even let you see him without his mask, and maybe it was your delusions, but that felt like something more than casual.
Nonetheless, you figured you should get up. You slowly removed yourself from Kakashi’s hold and sat up. You were still naked from the night before. Your clothes were strewn around the floor. The closest thing to you was one of Kakashi’s shirts, so you pulled it over your head. Before you could stand up, a hand reached out and pulled you back into the bed.
“Where are you going?” Kakashi spoke with his voice deep from sleep.
You looked at him. He was lying down. His hair was messy from sleep and sex. Your heart squeezed.
“Just to the bathroom,” you said.
Kakashi’s eyes trailed down your body.
“That’s my shirt,” he said.
You were about to apologize for putting it on, but then Kakashi pulled you on top of him. Your legs straddled his body. He laid there, letting his eyes take in the sight of you in his clothes.
“How does it look?” you asked, but it was obvious by the way Kakashi was looking at you that he was turned on. You felt his cock harden underneath you. He was also still naked from last night.
Kakashi leaned up to kiss your neck. His mouth lazily trailed over the skin of your collar bone and shoulders, which his large shirt left exposed. You moaned softly as he licked and sucked on your sensitive skin. Your hands were in Kakashi’s hair, pulling him closer to you. One of Kakashi’s hands was on your thigh. It inched higher and higher as he continued to kiss your skin.
You grabbed Kakashi’s face. He immediately knew what you wanted and leaned in to kiss your lips. Kissing Kakashi was probably your favorite thing to do. You sighed at the feeling of his mouth against yours. He was an amazing kisser. Kakashi’s body pressed into yours as he slipped his tongue past your lips, thoroughly tasting and exploring your mouth.
You felt Kakashi getting hard underneath you. His hand moved under your (his) shirt. He trailed it up your stomach until it was over your breast. You moaned into his mouth when his thumb brushed over your nipple.
Kakashi parted his lips from yours and moved his mouth next to your ear.
“I want to fuck you while you’re wearing my shirt,” he breathed. The words sent a wave of arousal through you, and then you gasped when you felt Kakashi’s hand move between your thighs.
“Ah, Kakashi, yes,” you moaned as he easily put two fingers in your entrance.
You rode Kakashi’s fingers. It felt incredible, but all you could think about was his cock inside of you. You needed it. Craved it. Your hands grazed over Kakashi’s strong body. You imagined him using those muscles to pound into you. Your arousal grew quickly as Kakashi’s fingers curled inside you, easily finding the spots he knew drove you crazy.
Kakashi kept up the movement of his fingers. You clenched around them, chasing the release of the pleasure that was nearing its peak. But just when you were about to cum, Kakashi pulled his fingers out of you.
You groaned as the intense ache between your thighs subsided. You’d been so close. You looked at Kakashi and saw that he was smirking. He knew what he was doing.
You were about to insist that he keep going, but then he flipped you over. Kakashi was now on top of you. His body pinned yours into the mattress. He looked down at you.
“I thought you were going to fuck me,” you said.
Kakashi’s hand settled on your inner thigh. It made you squirm underneath him.
“That depends,” Kakashi said, his tone deep and commanding.
“On what?” you breathed.
“If you’re good,” Kakashi answered.
You felt a sharp spike of arousal. There was always something about the way Kakashi spoke that made you want to do anything he asked. You wanted to be good for him, to hear his filthy words of praise when you did well.
“I’m always good for you, Kakashi,” you said.
His eyes darkened. He leaned his head down until his mouth was right above yours.
“Then get on your hands and knees,” Kakashi said.
Your whole body flushed. Kakashi moved off you to allow you to change positions. You sat up and turned around. You put your hands on the bed and lifted your hips. You stayed there like that, with your ass in the air, and waited for Kakashi to touch you. You couldn’t see him, but you knew he was behind you. The anticipation had your already aching entrance clenching.
“Good,” Kakashi finally spoke. His hand trailed from between your shoulders, down your spine, and then rested on your ass. “You’re so beautiful like this.”
Kakashi’s touch sent goosebumps over your skin. Whenever you were with him, he made you feel like you were the only woman he’d ever seen. Being ass up and desperate for any other guy would’ve made you feel embarrassed, but with Kakashi, you felt sexy. You felt desired. You felt wanted.
Both of Kakashi’s hands were on your ass. You lifted your hips, exposing more of yourself to him.
“Kakashi, please,” you begged.
You heard the sheets rustle, and then you gasped when Kakashi licked your wet folds. His tongue teased your entrance before moving to your clit. You moaned loudly as he licked and sucked the sensitive nerves.
“I love the way you taste,” Kakashi spoke against your wet center. “I want to put my mouth on you everyday so that I can taste you, so that I can hear you make those beautiful sounds for me.”
It was all too much. Kakashi’s words and the feeling of his mouth against you had your pleasure rising quickly. He continued to lick and suck your soaked center, making you grip the sheets to stop yourself from forcing your hips back to get closer to his mouth.
“Kakashi, I’m going to cum,” you gasped.
You thought he would keep going, but he took his mouth off you. It was still close enough that you could feel his breath as he spoke.
“Not until I fuck you,” Kakashi said.
You let out a frustrated groan. Your body was begging for release, but Kakashi was drawing it out as long as possible. You didn’t know how long you’d last.
Kakashi’s mouth was back on you, and you buried your face in his pillows, trying to stifle your sounds and keep yourself from coming. That was hard, though, because the pillows smelled like Kakashi. You were completely overwhelmed by him.
“You’re doing so well,” Kakashi said. “So good for me. Let me hear you.”
You slowly lifted your head from the pillows.
“Kakashi, please,” you begged.
“Please what?” he asked, finally pulling away and giving you some reprieve from his mouth on you.
“Please fuck me,” you breathed. “I need you.”
Kakashi kissed the small of your back where his shirt had ridden up. He readjusted himself behind you, and then you finally felt his cock against your soaked entrance. You moaned in relief.
“You don’t know what you do to me,” Kakashi said, pushing in just to the tip. “Seeing you on your hands and knees like this, desperate and needy. I can’t control myself.”
Kakashi pushed in further. The feeling was inexplicable after all of the torture he had been putting you through.
“Just for you,” you rasped. “Only ever like this for you.”
You heard Kakashi groan.
“You’re perfect,” he said, and then pushed in all the way.
Kakashi was finally inside you. You pushed your hips back, encouraging him to move. He gripped your hips and then pulled out slowly. A second later, he thrusted back in. You both moaned loudly.
“Feels so good, Kakashi,” you breathed.
Kakashi pulled out again and then slammed his hips forward. He reached so deep inside you. It felt incredible. You arched your back, knowing what he must be seeing from behind you. As Kakashi thrusted into you, you turned your head to look over your shoulder. He was watching his cock disappear inside you, over and over again as he pounded into you. His shirt rode higher and higher up your back as he did.
Kakashi’s grip on your hips was tight. He pulled your body back to meet his thrusts. You heard the slap of skin on skin.
“You feel so good around me,” Kakashi groaned as he quickened his pace. “So perfect for me.”
Your mind was going blank from the pleasure. Kakashi kept driving into you, not letting up for a second. One of his hands moved from your hip to the back of your neck. He had total control over your body, and you eagerly submitted. You let him pound his hips into you forcefully. You felt your pleasure quickly climaxing.
“Ah, Kakashi, I’m close,” you moaned.
“Me too, baby,” Kakashi said. He’d used that pet name for you a few times before. Every time he did, it made you flush.
You couldn’t stop the sounds you made as Kakashi relentlessly fucked you. You hoped his neighbors couldn’t hear you. It wasn’t like Kakashi was being quiet either, as he groaned and slammed his hips into you.
Just when you thought you were finally going to get the release you so desperately needed, there was a knock at the front door.
Kakashi’s hips stilled. You wanted to scream. You wanted to murder whoever was at his door. You waited, hoping they’d go away, but then the knock came again.
“Kakashi?” the person at the door called.
You recognized the voice. It was Might Guy.
“Fuck,” Kakashi cursed. Guy was probably the last person you both wanted to be at the door right now.
“Don’t tell me you forgot about our super youthful challenge today, Kakashi!” Guy called again.
You turned around to glare at Kakashi. He gave you an apologetic grin.
“I know you’re in there,” Guy said. Apparently he wasn’t leaving.
You were about to tell Kakashi to get him to leave, but then he moved his hips. You let out an involuntary groan. Kakashi leaned over you and covered your mouth.
“Shh,” he whispered into your ear. “He’ll leave, don’t worry.”
You weren’t sure you believed that, but all thoughts disappeared as Kakashi pulled his cock all the way out and pushed back in. His hand stifled your moan.
“If you don’t come out, that means I win this challenge by default!” Guy called.
You were going to lose your mind. Kakashi was evil, you decided, as he fucked you into the mattress while you had to keep quiet. You did your best, but it was hard. All you wanted to do was scream.
“Good girl,” Kakashi whispered into your ear. “Don’t want him to hear you.”
You let out a weak sound. Kakashi continued his thrusts, and you knew you were going to cum. You couldn’t hold it back anymore.
“Alright then, I win!” Guy declared.
A second later, Kakashi finally said, “He’s gone,” and released your mouth.
“Fuck, oh my god,” you groaned, and Kakashi smirked.
Now that you were alone again, Kakashi resumed the furious pace of his hips. You knew that he was close, and you met every one of his thrusts with your hips, both of you chasing your release.
Given the intense build up, it didn’t take much longer. When Kakashi hit a sensitive spot inside you, you finally came around his cock. It was the most intense orgasm you’d ever had. Your entire body shook with the waves of pleasure.
Kakashi thrusted into you one last time and came with a groan. You felt his cum fill you up. Both of you were breathing hard as you came down from your highs.
After another second, Kakashi pulled out of you. You could feel the wetness drip down your thighs. You collapsed onto the bed and rolled over on your back. Kakashi got up and went to his bathroom. He brought back a towel and used it to gently clean his cum from your skin. When he was done, he crawled over you. You reached up and pulled him down for a kiss.
“You’re evil, you know that?” you said. Kakashi smiled against your mouth.
“No, I’m just thorough,” he replied.
The two of you continued to make out lazily. You weren’t sure how long it’d been before your stomach made a noise.
“You hungry? I can make breakfast,” Kakashi said.
“Are you sure? I can leave if you want,” you replied.
Kakashi pulled away to look at you. His hair was a wreck, but he was still the most beautiful man you’d ever seen.
“I don’t want you to leave,” Kakashi said, looking at you earnestly. “You can always stay as long as you want. I like having you here.”
“Really?” you asked, smiling shyly.
“Yes,” Kakashi reassured you. He leaned down to give you another kiss.
When your stomach growled again, Kakashi got up from the bed. He pulled on a pair of sweatpants and walked to his kitchen. After another moment, you got up and followed him.
You sat at Kakashi’s kitchen table. You watched as he moved around his kitchen, sweatpants low on his hips, making you breakfast. You couldn’t help but smile.
You decided that this was one of the best mornings of your life.
Summary: A night out with your friends ends with Itachi coming back to your apartment. You can't complain about what happens after.
Warnings/Tags: 18+, mdni, smut, oral sex, vaginal sex, recreational alcohol use, reader insert, no Uchiha massacre, Itachi just wants a simple life and I'm going to give it to him, might add a part 2
The day had been like any other.
You were leaving your job teaching at the Academy after a long day. It was the last day of school for the week, which you were grateful for. You loved your job, but teaching a bunch of rambunctious five and six year olds how to read and write when all they wanted to do was learn ninjutsu got exhausting.
Once all the kids had been picked up by their parents, you packed your things and left the Academy building. Outside, Sakura Haruno was waiting for you.
“Hey!” she called and waved when she saw you. She was wearing her hospital uniform, just having finished her shift.
“Hi!” you said as you walked up to her.
You and Sakura had been friends ever since you were young. Your parents were long time friends, so naturally the two of you were put together as playmates. Although your paths had diverged when Sakura became a shinobi, you had remained good friends over the years. Now that she was working at the hospital and not going on as many missions, it was easier to spend time together.
Tonight, the two of you had plans to get dinner.
“How was work?” Sakura asked as you started walking in the direction of town.
“Exhausting,” you sighed.
“Same, the hospital was busy today. I’m happy we’re getting dinner because I’m starving,” Sakura said.
You smiled at her as you walked further into town. The streets were busy with people out enjoying the warm evening air. You passed shops and bars until you arrived at the ramen spot you were going to eat at. It was a new restaurant that you’d been wanting to try for a while.
It was crowded inside, but you were able to find open seats for the two of you. You both took a moment to look at the menu, and once you’d made your choices, you settled into friendly conversation as you waited for your food.
“So, how are things with Sasuke?” you asked as you took a sip of the sake you had ordered to share.
“Really good,” Sakura said with a smile. She always lit up when she talked about Sasuke. After years of pining and a will-they-won’t-they tension, Sakura and Sasuke had finally started dating. They’d been going strong for a few months now.
“His missions do keep him busy though,” Sakura added with a frown.
You nodded in understanding. As one of the most powerful shinobis in the village, Sasuke, along with his teammates Naruto and Kakashi, was assigned difficult missions that kept him away from the village for long periods of time. You imagined it must be difficult for Sakura to deal with.
“I’m sure he’ll be back soon,” you reassured her. Sakura smiled and nodded in agreement.
While you weren’t a shinobi yourself, you knew what the lifestyle entailed. You had to know because of your job. Preparing young shinobi for their life of service to the village was something you enjoyed, but you couldn’t help but feel worried for them when you thought about the danger that they might face in the future.
But, you thought, not every shinobi chose a life of danger. You thought about Sasuke’s older brother, Itachi.
You actually knew Itachi better than Sasuke. He was a legend in the village, so naturally you had known of him since you were young. He was a few years older than you, and you had memories of seeing him and Sasuke around the village with their parents. You’d always admired Itachi, marveling at how he had accomplished so much at such a young age.
On top of that, Itachi was nice. Your parents owned a dango shop, and you used to work there as a kid. Itachi was a frequent customer. He was always polite and kind, giving you a bright smile as you shyly handed him the dango. Sometimes, he would stay to eat the dango in the shop. When he did, he would make conversation with you. He’d ask about what you liked to do, what your favorite flavor of dango was, and you would quietly answer his questions, feeling nervous and shy whenever he’d look at you.
When Itachi joined the Anbu, he didn’t come by the shop as much. You found yourself missing his visits. You had a vague idea about what the Anbu was, and you couldn’t help but feel like someone as kind as Itachi didn’t belong there, even though you knew they needed his skills.
Itachi stayed in the Anbu for years. Meanwhile, you’d stopped working at your parents’ shop and started teaching at the Academy. You got your own apartment and felt lucky that you had a place of your own and a job that you loved.
One day, you were sitting inside your parents’ shop grading student work when someone walked in. You looked up and saw that it was Itachi.
You were a bit taken aback. When you looked at him, you realized it had been longer than you thought since you last saw him. The combination of time and harsh Anbu training had hardened his features, and he looked like the adult he now was. He still had the same dark eyes and black hair, but the lines of his face were sharper and more defined. He’d aged well.
“Hi,” Itachi greeted you. He also still had the same warm smile.
You stopped checking him out and returned his greeting. He ordered some dango from your parents, and after he received the food, he walked back to you. He looked at the stack of papers you had on the table.
“You’re a teacher now?” Itachi asked curiously.
“Yeah, I have been for a few years,” you replied. Itachi smiled again.
“I might need your insight, then, because I’m being assigned a team of genin,” he told you. You looked at him in surprise. You’d thought he was still in the Anbu.
“Did Lady Hokage reassign you?” you asked.
“No, it was my choice,” Itachi said, which surprised you even more.
Itachi Uchiha, the guy who graduated from the Academy at seven years old, who was next in line to lead the Uchiha clan, whose name had been floated for the next Hokage, wanted to teach genin?
“Why?” you asked in disbelief. Itachi thought about his answer for a moment.
“I’ve always wanted to teach young shinobi,” Itachi said, and then he smiled like he was thinking of a fond memory. “I used to help my brother train, and watching him work hard and master jutsu was gratifying in a way that nothing else I’ve done has been.”
You looked at Itachi in awe. You hadn’t expected this from him, but at the same time, when you thought about how thoughtful and caring he was to everyone, it made sense. You could see him leading a team of genin who looked up to him. You’d just thought he’d take a different path—a path of dangerous missions, of glory and fame, all to become the next Hokage. Becoming a genin instructor didn’t seem like the way to do that, but you respected his desire to help young shinobi.
“Well, that’s very noble of you. I’m sure the genin will be awestruck when they find out Itachi Uchiha will be teaching them,” you said.
Itachi smiled at you softly.
“I’m not so sure they’ll like me,” he said, almost sounding nervous.
“Why not? I think it’d be impossible not to like you,” you replied earnestly. Itachi gave you a curious look and then smiled.
“Thank you,” he said. You smiled back at him.
Itachi looked at the clock on the wall and then back at you. “I need to get going,” he said. “Thank you for the dango.”
“Of course,” you said, feeling disappointed that he was leaving. Itachi looked at you for a moment longer and then turned to walk away. You watched him go.
Before he exited the shop, Itachi turned to you and said, “I’ll see you around?”
You blinked at him before quickly nodding.
“Yeah, see you around,” you said. Itachi smiled one last time and then left the shop.
Ever since that day, you’d seen a lot more of Itachi. He was often at the Academy because of his new job. Whenever he was there, he always came by your classroom to say hi. Sometimes, he’d come at lunch, and the two of you would eat together. You would talk, too, and you had gotten to know Itachi pretty well.
It had now gotten to the dangerous point where you looked forward to seeing him.
“Enough about me,” Sakura said, snapping you out of your thoughts. “What about you? Have you been dating anyone?”
“Um, no. Not really,” you said. It was the truth. You’d been going through a long dry spell. You told yourself it was because you were too busy, but the truth was that there was no one who interested you—no one except a certain Uchiha genin instructor.
“Why? You’re too gorgeous to not be dating anyone,” Sakura said with a frown.
“There’s no particular reason,” you said, shrugging your shoulders. Sakura looked at you curiously.
“You know, Sasuke talks about Itachi a lot,” she said. You looked at your friend, confused where this was going. “He says Itachi spends a lot of time with you,” Sakura continued.
You couldn’t help the flush that spread over your body. The only way Sasuke would know that was if Itachi talked about you.
“Yeah, we’re friends, I guess,” you said, and then added, “He comes by the Academy a lot, but it’s because of his job.”
“Uh huh...” Sakura said as she looked at you mischievously. “Well, not that it would interest you,” she continued, “but Itachi is single.”
That did interest you. Itachi hadn’t mentioned a girlfriend, but you just assumed he had to have someone. As next in line to lead the Uchiha and being the respected shinobi he was, the village mothers must have been throwing their daughters at him.
And with the way he looked, there was no shortage of interested people.
“Well, maybe you should be helping him then,” you said in an attempt to deflect the conversation off of you.
Sakura laughed and changed the subject. You two chatted for the rest of dinner. The food was delicious, and you knew you’d be coming back to this place. You’d also finished the bottle of sake, and the combination of the alcohol and food left you newly energized.
When a waiter came to collect your empty bowls of food, Sakura said, “Hey, I have an idea.” You nodded, urging her to continue. “This week kicked my ass and I need to blow off some steam,” Sakura said. “We both don’t have to work tomorrow, so what if we went out tonight?”
You considered her proposal. You’d also had a long week and had just been planning to go home, take a warm bath, and read a book or something to relax. This idea, however, sounded more fun.
“Yeah, let’s do it,” you said. Sakura pumped her fist in celebration.
You both got up and left the restaurant. You decided to go to Sakura’s place to get ready (which was strategic on your part so you could steal her clothes). On the way there, Sakura messaged Ino and Hinata who were home from missions and said they’d meet you at a club in downtown Konoha. Ino was able to get a table anywhere she went. It was an ability you envied.
At Sakura’s apartment, you both got cleaned up and ready for the night. While Sakura showered, you looked through her closet. She had a lot of clothes, and you landed on a dress that looked like it would fit. It had thin straps and a low neckline.
“You should totally wear that,” Sakura said when she got out of the shower and saw you eyeing her dress. “And I have the perfect shoes,” she added, handing you a pair of heels.
You thanked her and went into the bathroom to change. Once you had the dress on, you began to regret your decision. Evidently, you and Sakura weren’t the same size, so the dress was tight. It clung to your body and plunged low down your neck just far enough to make you feel a little exposed. You decided to get a second opinion.
You left the bathroom and found Sakura by her closet choosing her outfit.
“I don’t know about this. What do you think?” you asked her. Sakura turned around and when she saw you, she grinned.
“It’s perfect,” she said.
“You sure?” you pressed, looking down at yourself.
“Yes, you look hot. No teacher clothes tonight,” Sakura declared. You laughed and decided to forget about your insecurities. You were going to have fun and wear this dress, and it felt nice to get dressed up. You did, after all, spend most of your time in your modest teacher wardrobe.
By the time Sakura was ready, it was nearly time to leave. The two of you downed shots from a bottle of liquor in Sakura’s freezer, and by the time Sakura locked her apartment door, you felt a pleasant buzz from the alcohol.
Konoha came alive at night. There were people everywhere going into bars and restaurants or just milling around enjoying the night air. You and Sakura stayed close together as you walked, avoiding bumping into people and weaving through the streets.
You finally arrived at your destination. The club was marked with a neon sign, and you and Sakura made your way inside. It was dark and loud with music blasting from large speakers. You held Sakura’s hand as she led you through the crowds of people to where the tables were. It took a minute, but you finally found Ino and Hinata.
“Heyyy!” Ino cheered as she waved you over to the table she and Hinata were sitting at. You all hugged and then you sat down. Ino informed you that she had already ordered a round of shots for the table.
“You look so good,” Ino said to you as you waited for the drinks.
“So do you,” you replied.
“Soo, Sakura tells me you’re still single,” Ino said with a grin, and you looked at Sakura who raised her hands in a “I was just trying to help” gesture. You gave her a playful glare and then looked back at Ino. “My mission tonight is to find you someone,” Ino declared.
“Oh, that’s not necessary,” you said.
“Yeah, aren’t you single too, Ino?” Sakura added playfully.
“That’s not relevant, forehead,” Ino retorted. “Tonight’s not about me.”
“We should just have fun tonight,” Hinata joined in. You smiled at her in agreement. You knew that Hinata wasn’t interested in anyone unless they were Naruto, and Ino had been trying to get Sai to ask her out, but the man was unfortunately clueless.
The shots arrived, and the four of you cheered and downed them. You grimaced as the alcohol burned your throat.
“Alright, who’s got the next round?” Ino said. You volunteered, and Sakura got up with you to order the drinks from the large bar. The bartenders were busy, so you and Sakura had to wait. As you were waiting, Sakura looked over your shoulder and made a face like she recognized someone.
“I’ll be right back,” Sakura said, squeezing your shoulder before darting into the crowd of people. You couldn’t see where she was going, so you just waited for your drinks and figured she’d come back.
You were facing the bar, and after a few moments, someone came up to stand beside you. You turned your head, and then nearly jumped when you saw who it was.
“Hey,” Itachi said, making an amused face at your startled reaction.
“Itachi?” you said in surprise. “What are you doing here?”
You realized that that was probably a stupid question, but your brain wasn’t working like it usually did, especially not now that Itachi was right next to you in a place where you didn’t expect to see him.
One thing your brain did clearly note was that Itachi looked ridiculously good. His hair was pulled back in its usual style, but he was wearing a tight shirt that clung to his torso in a way that his normal shirts didn’t. It showed off his toned figure, and you knew he had to be watching you blatantly check him out, but you were drunk and couldn’t stop yourself fast enough.
“I’m here with some friends,” Itachi said, and his voice caused your eyes to focus back on his face.
“Really? I didn’t think you were the going out type,” you said, still rattled by his presence.
“Not usually,” Itachi laughed, “but it’s Yamato’s birthday so I agreed to come.”
Yamato had also recently become a genin instructor, and you knew that he and Itachi had been friends for a long time.
“That’s nice,” you said.
“Are you also here with friends?” Itachi asked.
“Yeah, but no special occasion,” you answered. You felt like you were screaming because the music was so loud, but you hoped you sounded somewhat normal.
Itachi smiled, and then his eyes left your face. You watched as they moved down your body. You weren’t sure if he’d meant to do it, but you stood still as his gaze trailed over your tight dress. Maybe your drunk mind was making things up, but you thought you saw his eyes linger on your chest before looking back at your face. You suddenly felt very hot.
To make things worse, the song had changed, and the music was even louder now. This meant that Itachi had to lean down so you could hear him.
“I almost didn’t recognize you when I was walking over here,” Itachi said. His mouth was next to your ear, and from this close, you could smell him. You guessed he had showered before coming here, because despite the humid club air, he smelled clean and like something spicy and masculine that had your heart racing.
“It’s this dress,” you said. “I feel a little ridiculous in it.”
Itachi pulled his head back a bit so you could see his face.
“You shouldn’t,” he said.
The tone of his voice had heat rushing to your face. You shyly looked into Itachi’s dark eyes, eyes that you knew held incredible, dangerous power—eyes that were completely focused on you.
You were interrupted by the bartender finally placing the tray of shots you’d ordered on the counter.
“Looks like you’re having a fun night,” Itachi joked as he looked at the alcohol.
“It’s not bad so far,” you replied with a smile, which Itachi returned. He then quickly got the bartender’s attention and ordered his own drinks, presumably also for his friends. You didn’t want to leave him, but you knew your friends were waiting. They’d ask questions if you took too long.
“I should probably bring these over,” you said, picking up the tray of drinks.
“Of course,” Itachi replied. “Go enjoy your night.”
“Thanks, you too,” you replied. You lingered for a moment longer and then finally turned to walk away. You did your best to maneuver through the people as you walked back to the table you’d been sitting at, but all of the uncontrolled limbs made that difficult.
Right when someone was about to accidentally knock the tray out of your hands, Sakura appeared, seemingly out of nowhere.
“Hi, sorry,” she said, rescuing the tray from your unstable hands.
“Where’d you go?” you asked curiously.
“Um, nowhere. I thought I saw someone I knew,” Sakura answered, but there was a suspicious note to her voice.
You finally made it back to the table. Ino and Hinata cheered when they saw the drinks, and you all quickly downed them. This time, the burn wasn’t so bad.
“Come on, let’s go dance,” Ino said, and then the four of you made your way through the mass of people and onto the dance floor. Ino pushed into the crowd and carved out a space for you to fill in.
The music was so loud here that you could feel the vibrations in your body. The multicolored lights flashed around you as you danced with your friends, relaxing your body and getting lost in the music. You and Hinata watched and laughed when Sakura and Ino started to engage in what looked like a dance competition.
You were having fun, but your mind kept wandering to Itachi. There were people all around you, and you kept glancing at them to see if he was one of them. You wondered if he was dancing with someone. You wondered if the group of friends he was with included women, and you wondered if he was going to leave with someone tonight.
No, you told yourself. That wasn’t like Itachi. And if it was, why should you care? The two of you were just friends. You liked having him as your friend… your friend who was also the star of your sex dreams and secret fantasies. Itachi was your incredibly hot, nice, and romantically unattainable friend. Even if you did like him, it wouldn’t matter because there was no way he would ever like you back. He was Itachi Uchiha, pride of the village, and you were nobody, just a teacher.
Sakura grabbed your hands to dance with you. You decided to stop thinking about Itachi for the night. You let Sakura twirl you around and laughed when she almost tripped over someone’s shoe. At one point, you saw Ino making out with a random guy, and when you asked her what his name was after she had left him, she said, “No idea.”
It was a lot of fun. Eventually, the four of you took a break for some air. You navigated out of the crowd of dancing people and back to your table. You and Sakura waited there while Ino and Hinata went to use the bathroom.
When they came back, you saw there was a group of people with them.
“Look who I found!” Ino said.
You didn’t recognize any of them except Yamato. And, of course, Itachi. He was standing next to a tall woman with dark hair. She was beautiful, and you could tell immediately from her build that she was a shinobi.
“Happy birthday, Yamato!” Sakura said and gave him a hug.
“Thanks, Sakura,” Yamato replied.
You tried to avoid looking at Itachi, but eventually you couldn’t stop yourself and your eyes wandered to him. Unfortunately, he caught you looking and the corner of his mouth quirked up. You quickly looked away.
“We have to get you a birthday drink,” Ino said to Yamato.
“Yeah!” Sakura agreed. All of Yamato’s other friends insisted on buying more drinks, and he sheepishly went with them as they walked him in the direction of the bar.
“You want anything?” Sakura asked you as Ino and Hinata followed Yamato.
“No, that’s okay. I’ll just wait here,” you said. Sakura nodded and said she’d be right back. You sat down at the table to get a much needed break from being on your feet all night.
You looked around at the people and were surprised when a minute later, you saw Itachi come back. He was holding a plastic cup with clear liquid in it.
“I thought you might want this,” Itachi said as he approached the table. He held out the cup to you.
“Oh, thank you,” you said, feeling touched that he’d gotten you something. “But I don’t think I can drink anything else tonight.”
“It’s water,” Itachi said with a smile. For some reason, that made you feel even more touched. You gratefully accepted the cup and chugged the cool liquid. It was refreshing and just what you needed.
Itachi was still standing, and you suddenly felt awkward. Being alone with him always made you feel nervous.
“Do you want to sit down?” you asked. Itachi looked at you for a moment and then accepted your offer. The table was a booth-style, so he sat down next to you on the bench. Itachi was relatively tall, and his long legs took up a lot of the room under the table, leaving only an inch of space between you.
“How’s your night going?” Itachi asked.
“Good,” you said, “but I almost got taken out by Sakura and Ino’s dance moves.” That made Itachi laugh. “What about you?” you asked him.
“I’ve mostly been helping Yamato avoid having to dance at all,” Itachi answered. “And trying to stop Izumo and Kotetsu from asking the DJ to announce that it’s his birthday.”
“Sounds like you’re a good friend,” you said with a laugh, which made Itachi smile. His leg moved to the side and brushed against yours. You felt the material of his pants against your bare skin.
For some reason, you couldn’t stop thinking about that woman he was with. You needed to know what their relationship was, but you didn’t want to ask him directly. He’d probably think that was weird.
“So…” you drawled, “did you meet anyone interesting tonight?”
Itachi raised his eyebrows.
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“You know..” you said, wishing he’d just understand what you were trying to ask, “did you meet anyone cute? I’m sure you had girls coming up to you all night.”
Once the words were out, you regretted this entire line of conversation. Itachi probably thought you sounded ridiculous.
You waited for Itachi to say something, but he was just looking at you. His eyes roamed your face, as if trying to decide how he wanted to respond.
“Why would girls be coming up to me?” Itachi finally asked. He wasn’t making this easy for you to get out of.
“Because you’re you, and every time I’m with you at least one person hits on you. All of the teachers at the Academy think you’re hot, you know, and I’m pretty sure the entire village would agree,” you said and then shut your mouth before you could say anything else to embarrass yourself.
Itachi had a look on his face that you couldn’t decipher. He met your eyes, then he looked down your face, almost at your mouth, then back up at your eyes. His leg pushed lightly against yours.
“And you?” Itachi asked. You didn’t know what he meant, but after a pause, he added, “What do you think?”
You felt heat rush to your face. You knew you had walked into this, but you had no idea how to answer. You didn’t want to tell him the truth, but it would also be obvious if you lied. Did he really care what you thought about him?
“Um,” you said, still not sure how to answer. You became even more unsure when Itachi’s hand brushed your knee. The touch scrambled your thoughts. He was looking at you expectantly, waiting for you to answer. He was so close to you, and you couldn’t stop yourself from lowering your eyes to his mouth.
You were interrupted by the sound of voices near your table. Itachi took his hand off of your knee.
“Itachi, you’ve gotta help me get out of here,” Yamato said. Sakura, Hinata, and Ino had also come back.
“Yeah, they’re trying to make him do birthday shots,” Ino informed you. Itachi laughed and then stood up.
Sakura looked between you and Itachi.
“Why don’t we all head out together?” Sakura suggested.
You nodded, feeling like you were satisfied with the night, and got up. You and your friends followed Itachi and Yamato as they walked to the exit. You didn’t miss the stares they got from people along the way.
Outside, the night air was cool and refreshing. There were still tons of people in line to get inside the club. It must’ve been close to early morning by now.
You hugged Ino and Hinata before they left. They lived near each other, so the two of them set off together. Yamato and Sakura lived in the same part of town, and Yamato offered to accompany her home.
That left you and Itachi.
“Hey, don’t you two live in the same direction?” Sakura said. It was true that your apartment was on the way to the Uchiha neighborhood, but you had been trying not to think about that.
“Yeah, we do,” you answered quietly, looking at the ground.
“Be a gentleman and walk her home, Itachi,” Yamato said. You looked up and saw that Itachi was looking at you.
“Is that okay with you?” he asked.
There was no reason why it wouldn’t be, except for the fact that the idea of walking home alone with Itachi made your pulse race.
“Yeah, thank you,” you said to Itachi. He nodded and smiled.
While Itachi gave Yamato a final birthday hug, you turned to Sakura.
“Thanks for coming with me tonight. I had fun,” she said.
“Me too,” you said in agreement. “We should do this again.”
Sakura smiled and pulled you in for a hug. As she let you go, she grinned at you suggestively.
“Enjoy the rest of your night,” Sakura said. You sputtered at her implication, but she just smiled and waved at you as she walked away with Yamato.
You turned to look at Itachi, who you were now completely alone with.
“Should we go?” he asked. You did your best to compose yourself and nodded. The two of you started walking in the direction of your homes.
You were still a little tipsy, and you tried not to trip or do anything embarrassing while you walked. Itachi was beside you, keeping a respectful distance. You looked at him, and then despite your efforts, a bump in the sidewalk caused you to trip.
Itachi reached out a hand to steady you. He also laughed.
“Hey, don’t make fun of me,” you joked. When Itachi continued to laugh, you said, “Not all of us can be like you and never do anything embarrassing.”
“I’ve done embarrassing things,” Itachi replied. You looked at him skeptically.
“Oh, yeah? Like what?” you asked. He considered your question.
“A girl came up to me tonight and started talking like she knew me, but I had no idea who she was. I think I accidentally called her the wrong name,” Itachi said.
“So you did have girls coming up to you,” you declared.
Itachi rolled his eyes playfully. You laughed. The nervousness you had felt around him was gone. Now you felt comfortable as you walked beside him.
When you walked past a dumpling stand, you looked at it longingly. Your stomach made a noise.
“Do you want to get something?” Itachi asked with an amused eyebrow raised.
“You don’t mind?” you asked.
“No, this is one of my favorite spots,” Itachi said. “Including your family’s dango shop.”
You gave him a shy smile. The two of you walked over to the dumpling stand. You each ordered something from the man working there. The food smelled so good that your mouth watered.
You both sat on stools at the empty counter while you waited for your food. You talked and laughed together, and when your leg pressed into Itachi’s under the counter, he didn’t move away. You both stayed like that until your food came.
You took it to go, and you both thanked the shop owner before you left. You continued walking, and after a few minutes, you reached your apartment building.
Itachi walked you to the front door. You paused before you walked inside.
You weren’t sure what to do now. You didn’t want Itachi to leave, but you were embarrassed to ask him to stay.
“I’m glad I saw you tonight,” Itachi spoke, bringing you out of your thoughts.
“I am too,” you said with a smile. The two of you stood there looking at each other, neither one of you moving.
“Well, goodnight,” Itachi finally said.
“Wait-” you called just as he turned to walk away. Itachi turned back around when he heard your voice.
“Do you want to come inside?” you asked before you lost the nerve. You held out your bag of dumplings. “We can eat together.”
Itachi hesitated for a moment.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Yes,” you nodded. Itachi grinned.
“Lead the way then,” he said and followed you inside. You led him through the building and to your apartment door. You felt his presence behind you the entire way.
Once you unlocked your door, you and Itachi went inside. You kicked off your shoes and then walked to your kitchen counter to put down the bag of dumplings. Itachi followed you after taking off his boots.
You brought the container of dumplings to the coffee table in front of your couch. You felt Itachi’s eyes on you as you walked through your apartment. You sat down on your couch, and Itachi sat next to you.
“Your apartment is nice,” he said.
“Thanks, it probably doesn’t compare to the Uchiha compound, though,” you replied.
“I’ve thought about moving. There’s no privacy there,” Itachi said. “And I have to share a bathroom when Sasuke’s home.
You laughed, but then you imagined Itachi in the bathroom. Naked. With water dripping down his body from the shower. You must’ve still been drunk.
You looked at Itachi’s exposed arms. They were really nice arms, toned and strong from years of intense training. He had nice hands, too. His fingers were long and slender.
“Can I ask you something?” you said. You weren’t sober enough to stop yourself.
“Yeah,” Itachi nodded.
“Why don’t you have a girlfriend?” you asked. Itachi leaned back on the couch and considered your question.
“I suppose there’s no particular reason,” he answered.
“But you could have anyone you want,” you insisted.
Itachi looked at you then. This look was different, like he really wanted you to hear what he was saying.
“I’m not interested in just anyone,” Itachi said.
You met his eyes. His stare bore into you. You shifted in your seat, which caused your dress to hike up your thighs. You tried to pull it down, but it was futile. It was too short to cover much of anything while you were sitting.
Itachi watched. He wasn’t even trying to hide it.
“Who was that woman you were with tonight?” you asked.
“A friend,” he answered, slowly looking up from your legs to your face.
“Is she your type?” you asked.
“No, I don’t see her like that,” Itachi said.
“What’s your type then?” you pressed.
Itachi kept his eyes on you. He didn’t answer right away. He crossed his arms, making his muscles flex with the movement. You watched and wondered if you had accidentally left the heat on in your apartment. You were way too warm.
“Someone kind,” Itachi finally said. “And smart.” You looked at each other while he spoke. There was just a small amount of space between you on the couch, but it was too much. “Someone I can’t take my eyes off of,” Itachi finished, looking into your eyes.
You couldn’t think of anything to say. All you knew was that the urge to touch Itachi had become so strong that you kept your hands in your lap. You played with the hem of your dress, feeling restless. It was a stupid idea to bring him up here. Itachi adjusted his position on the couch, spreading his legs, and all you could think about was climbing into his lap.
“Do you want some water?” you suddenly asked and stood up quickly.
You didn’t wait for Itachi to respond as you walked over to your kitchen. You took out a glass from your cabinet and filled it with water. As you did, you heard footsteps. You put the glass down and turned around. Itachi was standing behind you, leaning against the kitchen island.
“Can I ask you a question?” he said. The deep tone of his voice sent a shiver through your body.
“Yeah,” you said. Your voice was quiet.
“Why did you bring me here?” Itachi asked as he took a step closer to you. “Because you said it was so we could eat together,” he said, looking over at the coffee table where the food was sitting untouched, “but you don’t seem that interested in eating.”
You looked at Itachi. He was close enough that you could smell him. Your senses were overwhelmed by him.
“I don’t really want to eat,” you admitted.
Itachi took another step closer to you.
“Then what do you want?” he asked, his voice low and a little rough.
It had to be clear what you wanted, but Itachi was asking for you to say it. Whatever happened next was going to be your move. He was leaving the choice up to you.
Even though you could think of a million reasons why you shouldn’t do what you were about to do, you couldn’t find it in yourself to care anymore. Itachi was in your apartment, standing just inches away from you, and you didn’t know if you were going to get this chance again.
You took a step forward, closing the last meaningful distance of space. From this angle, you had to look up at Itachi. With your heart racing, you brushed one of his hands with yours. You looked at him to see his reaction, but he was still, waiting to see what else you were going to do. Slowly, while trying your best not to shy away from his gaze, you trailed your hand up his arm. His muscles were firm and smooth, and his skin was soft, with the exception of a few scars he’d collected over the years.
When you got to Itachi’s shoulder, you paused. You brought your other hand up to his other shoulder, and then you moved them both down to his chest. You felt the hard, defined muscles under his tight shirt. You felt his heart beating fast.
Itachi looked down at you. From this close, you could see the different colors reflected in his dark eyes. His eyes were the source of his power, and you kind of wished you could see them turn that bright red that made people fall to their knees in front of him. You knew that with one flash of those eyes, you’d be completely at his mercy. You weren’t sure why that thought had your thighs clenching.
Your hands moved down Itachi’s chest, but he grabbed them. He took a step forward, forcing you to step back. He kept walking until your back hit the kitchen counter.
You waited for Itachi to do something. His eyes trailed down your face until he was looking at your mouth.
“Are you sure about this?” Itachi asked. His voice was strained, like he was trying to hold himself back.
You didn’t hesitate.
“Yes,” you breathed.
Itachi reached a hand out and cupped the side of your face. His thumb dragged over your lips and stopped at the side of your mouth. Your lips parted instinctively, and you pressed your body against Itachi’s.
“I’ve thought about this, you know,” Itachi said, which surprised you. “What it would be like to kiss you. Every time I’m with you at the Academy or wherever else, I think about it,” he spoke with his voice low and breathy.
“Really?” you asked, feeling a bit dazed. “I thought you always came by the Academy because of your job.”
Itachi smirked.
“I like my job, but not that much,” he confessed.
You looked at him and smiled, feeling more confident after his admission.
“I think about you, too,” you said. “All the time.”
Itachi’s eyes dropped back down to your mouth. He then moved his head next to your ear.
“What do you think about?” Itachi asked. His voice sent a shiver down your spine.
“I think about kissing you,” you said, your voice coming out in a whisper. “I think about you kissing me, what it would feel like to have your lips on my skin.”
You nearly gasped as you felt Itachi’s mouth on your neck. He kissed a spot under your ear.
“Like this?” Itachi breathed.
You nodded. Your chest was rising and falling rapidly as Itachi continued to move his lips over your neck. He kissed down your throat and back up, making your legs feel weak. If it weren’t for the counter and Itachi’s body in front of you, you would’ve fallen.
As Itachi kissed your skin, his hands settled on your hips to pull you closer to him. You moaned softly as your bodies made contact. Itachi brushed his hands up your sides until they were right below the line of your bra. He took his mouth off your neck.
You were breathing heavily as Itachi’s gaze focused on your mouth.
“Itachi-” you pleaded.
The sound of his name on your lips seemed to finally break whatever restraint he had left. He finally surged forward and connected your mouths.
You couldn’t help the sound you made when you finally kissed Itachi’s lips. It was better than anything you’d imagined. His mouth was incredibly soft against yours, and you desperately kissed him back. You wrapped your hands around Itachi’s neck. He deepened the kiss, pushing you back into the counter.
Itachi’s tongue slipped past your lips, and you groaned as he greedily explored your mouth. You felt lost in all of the sensations—his tongue, his mouth, his body against yours.
Itachi moved his hands from your sides to your back. He dragged them down over your ass until they were on the back of your bare thighs. He bent his knees, and then he picked you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist, and you both groaned as your bodies connected. He placed you on top of the counter, and you used your legs to pull him closer to you.
“Is this what you imagined?” Itachi rasped between kisses.
“Better,” you said, barely able to speak.
Itachi smiled against your mouth. The two of you kept making out like you never wanted to stop. You felt yourself getting wet between your thighs, and it got worse when you felt Itachi’s hardness against your leg. His hand was on your thigh, just shy of the hem of your dress.
“God,” Itachi breathed, his voice unlike you’d ever heard it. “Do you even know how beautiful you looked tonight?”
Itachi’s hand slipped under your skirt. You felt his fingers brush against your panties.
“Itachi, my bedroom,” you gasped, not wanting to continue this here. You needed to feel him on top of you.
Itachi grabbed the back of your thighs and picked you up. You kept your legs wrapped around him tightly as he carried you to the open door of your bedroom. Once you were inside, he put you down gently. You looked up at him, and he brushed a piece of hair out of your face.
You kissed him again, fisting your hands in his hair. You heard him groan softly, and he put his hands on your ass, pulling you to him. His hands stayed there, toying with the material of your dress and pulling it up your thighs.
Itachi pulled away. His eyes were almost completely black.
“Lie down,” he said.
You eagerly did what he said. You climbed onto your bed and rested against your pillows. Itachi followed you, crawling over your body until he was on top of you. He kissed your lips, then your neck, and across your collar bone. He moved his mouth to your chest, kissing the exposed cleavage from your dress. You writhed underneath his touch.
Itachi then moved down your body until his face was near your thighs. You were breathing hard in anticipation as you felt his breath so near where you needed him the most. He lowered his head to kiss the inside of your thighs, lightly grazing the sensitive skin with his teeth. You thought you were going to go insane if he didn’t touch you soon.
You looked at Itachi and reached for the skirt of your dress. You pulled it up, showing him what you wanted. He watched as your legs became completely exposed, along with your panties.
“Please, Itachi,” you begged.
He didn’t waste any more time. Itachi pulled your underwear down your thighs, and you kicked them off the rest of the way. The clothing landed somewhere on your floor.
Itachi sat back and looked at you, exposed and breathing heavily underneath him.
“You’re gorgeous,” he said, making you flush.
Itachi finally leaned down and put his mouth on you. You gasped when you felt it. He kissed your folds, and you made a loud noise when he licked up your center. You didn’t think you’d ever felt so good. The way Itachi was using his mouth, so confident and sure, made you wonder where he’d learned to do this. He was better than every guy who’d done this to you before. Maybe he was just naturally gifted, which was very possible given his many other talents.
You felt your pleasure building as Itachi focused on your clit, thoroughly stimulating every part of you.
“I imagined this, too,” Itachi said, and his voice against you like this made you whimper. “I imagined how you’d taste,” he said, licking your entrance and making you moan, “and the sounds you’d make.”
“Yes, Itachi, please,” you pleaded as he continued to work his mouth against you.
When you lifted your hips as the sensations became too much, Itachi forced them back down. You moaned and writhed as he licked and sucked your clit, and it didn’t take much longer for the ache between your thighs to reach its peak.
“I’m close,” you breathed, and Itachi kept up his movements. He kept going until finally, your pleasure climaxed. Your entire body shook with the aftershocks. It was unlike anything you’d felt before.
Itachi kissed the inside of your thigh before crawling back up your body. You kissed him, wrapping your legs around his waist. You felt him hard and straining against his pants. You reached down and ran your hand over Itachi’s crotch, making him groan.
You needed the rest of your clothing gone. You pulled down the straps of your dress, and Itachi helped pull it all the way off. You sat up, grabbing at Itachi’s shirt. He lifted his arms, allowing you to pull it over his head. When his shirt was off, you took a moment to admire his body. His torso was lined with defined muscles, and you greedily took all of it in. You looked at the necklace that rested against his collar bone, down to the trail of hair that led from his navel into his pants. He was unreal.
You reached behind you to undo the clasp of your bra, and Itachi watched as he pushed his pants down his hips. Once you were completely naked, Itachi pushed you back on the bed. Still wearing his briefs, he settled on top of you, kissing your chest. He kissed between your breasts, and you whined when he moved his mouth over one of your nipples.
As Itachi’s mouth focused on your chest, you reached between your bodies, palming the hardness under his briefs. He groaned and then pushed the underwear down his hips. You gasped when you felt him against your leg.
“Itachi, I want-”you gasped, “I need you.”
Itachi took his mouth off your chest and looked at you. You wrapped your legs tightly around his waist, spurring him on. He kissed you, and you both groaned when his dick brushed against your entrance.
Itachi kissed you once more, and then he finally pushed into you. You gasped when you felt the stretch. Itachi was breathing hard.
“You feel incredible,” he said, kissing the side of your neck.
“So do you, so good,” you gasped.
You squeezed your legs around Itachi’s waist to get him to move. He exhaled shakily and then pulled his hips back. He pushed back into you, making you moan loudly. He kept up the movements, and even though you’d just come, you quickly felt the ache returning.
“I wanted to rip that dress off of you the minute I saw you tonight” Itachi said into your ear. The way he spoke surprised you. He was usually so composed, so polite, but this was a different Itachi. This Itachi had lost all sense of composure as he thrusted his hips, hitting deep inside you. You liked this side of him.
“I probably would’ve let you,” you confessed.
Itachi groaned and the movements of his hips got more forceful. He kissed you messily, driving into you in a way that had you seeing stars. He whispered words of encouragement and praise as he thrusted his hips, and you ran your hands through his hair, moaning into his mouth as you kissed.
When Itachi pushed your legs back to reach even deeper, you knew you weren’t going to last much longer. He didn’t relent, keeping up the pace as he drove into you. You couldn’t think about anything except for him inside you.
After only a few more seconds, you came hard. You clenched around Itachi’s dick, and he continued his thrusts until he finished, coming inside of you. You laid underneath him, breathless and spent.
Eventually, Itachi pulled out of you. He kissed you, and your mouths moved against each other lazily. You didn’t think sex had ever left you feeling this good.
After another minute, you got up to use the bathroom. When you came back, you saw that Itachi had put his briefs back on. He was sitting on the edge of your bed.
“Are you leaving?” you asked.
Itachi looked up at you.
“Do you want me to leave?” he replied.
You looked at all of your clothes strewn around the floor. Itachi’s shirt and pants, your dress and underwear. Then you looked at Itachi sitting on your bed. You were still having trouble processing what had happened. You had fucked Itachi Uchiha, and you wanted to do it again.
“No,” you said. “Stay.”
Itachi grinned. When you walked to the bed, Itachi pulled you into him, flipping you back underneath him.
Summary: When the newest manuscript of the Make Out Paradise series is stolen, Jiraiya enlists the help of two of Konoha's elite jonin to retrieve it: you and Kakashi Hatake. It was supposed to be a simple mission, but secret feelings, shared rooms, and sexual fantasies make things a bit more complicated.
With the sun streaming into your room, you opened your eyes and stretched in your comfortable bed. The knowledge that you didn’t have anywhere to be for the whole day brought a content smile to your face. As one of Konoha’s elite jonin, days off were rare, and you cherished them whenever they came around.
After a few more minutes in bed, you got up and headed to the kitchen. Your apartment was small, but it was homey. Moving around the kitchen, you began to assemble items to make breakfast. On most mornings, you opted for something quick to eat to ensure you’d be on time for your missions, but you figured that today you could treat yourself to a slightly more elaborate meal. Once everything was prepared, you sat down at your table to eat. The smell of coffee and breakfast goodness wafted through your apartment.
But right before you could take a bite to eat, there was a knock at your door. You sat puzzled for a moment. You weren’t expecting anyone. Figuring that it had to be one of your friends, you stood up and walked to the door. You pulled it open, and then froze.
Your brain tried and failed to come up with a reason as to why Kakashi Hatake would be at your door at this hour on your day off.
“Hey,” Kakashi said brightly, raising his hand in greeting.
You couldn’t help the heat that rushed to your face when you fully processed the man standing in front of you. Kakashi was someone you considered a friend, someone you looked up to, and someone you had had a ridiculous crush on ever since your days at the academy. Although he was a few years your senior, you remembered watching him when he went through the chunin exams, in disbelief that someone his age could be so strong.
Then one day, years ago, you ran into him training in the woods. You watched him in amazement as he practiced hitting targets with his kunai knives, hitting dead center each time. You watched as his chakra blazed to life in his palm like he was holding lightning. Chidori, you later learned it was called.
Even though you were still a genin, you were determined to have Kakashi teach you. Summoning up all your courage, you left your hiding place behind a tree and raced up to him. Kakashi turned around, knowing someone had been watching him. A curious look passed over his face when he saw you. That’s when you asked (more like begged) him to teach you everything he knew.
And to your surprise, Kakashi agreed. Over the years, he helped you develop your ninjutsu. You discovered that your chakra property was lightning, so he went as far as to help you master Chidori. Although joining the Anbu and becoming a Jonin kept him busy over the years, Kakashi always made time to help you whenever he could. He was there as you progressed through the ranks and eventually matched his status as a jonin.
And how were you not supposed to fall for someone like that?
“Hi Kakashi! What are you doing here?” you asked the man standing at your door. You tried your best to keep your voice even, not wanting to reveal the way his presence affected you.
“Well… I hate to interrupt your day off, but Lady Tsunade has summoned us. Apparently, it’s an emergency,” Kakashi replied.
You blinked at him. An emergency? Both you and Kakashi being summoned? What was going on? Your brain began transitioning into shinobi mode, and that was the moment you realized that you were still wearing pajamas, not gear. Pajamas that only consisted of an oversized shirt and sleeping shorts. In front of Kakashi.
“B-but I just woke up! I’m not even dressed!” you began frantically gesturing to your clothing.
“Yes, I can see that,” Kakashi said, giving you a once over. You didn’t think it was possible to feel any more embarrassed.
“But don’t worry,” he continued. “Go change. I’ll wait for you here, and we can go to the Hokage’s office together.”
He was planning to wait? Wait outside? Were you supposed to invite him in? He’d never been inside your apartment before. Well, you figured now was as good a time as any.
“You can wait inside,” you said, gesturing for him to enter. A look of surprise flashed over what you could see of Kakashi’s masked face.
“Are you sure?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Yes, please come in! You don’t have to stand out there,” you replied.
You saw Kakashi’s uncovered eye crease slightly, which meant that he was smiling. He nodded in thanks and walked past you into your apartment. You let out a deep breath and closed the door behind you. As much as you wanted to admire how Kakashi looked standing in your tiny kitchen, there was an emergency summons to respond to, so you rushed to your bedroom. You left the door open slightly so you could hear him if he needed to talk to you. You put on your fighting gear, jonin vest, and strapped on your boots.
“It smells good in here. I didn’t realize you were such a chef,” you heard Kakashi say from the kitchen. Once you were dressed, you exited your room and closed the door behind you.
“Oh, this is nothing,” you replied somewhat sadly as you looked at the beautiful breakfast that you didn’t even get a chance to eat. You wolfed down a few bites as you brought the plate over to the sink.
“I am sorry about ruining your day off,” Kakashi said earnestly. “I know we don’t get them often.”
You looked at him with a smile on your face. Funny enough, the day was far from ruined. It was actually starting off as one of the best days you’d ever had. Too bad it took Lady Tsunade and an emergency to get Kakashi into your apartment for the first time.
“Not your fault, Kakashi. Duty calls,” you grabbed your bag. “Ready to go?”
Kakashi nodded and followed you out of your apartment. You locked the door behind you and prayed that it wouldn’t be too long until you were back here again. Missions could be unpredictable. With Kakashi by your side, you made your way to the Hokage’s office. You couldn’t help but smile as you looked at him walking next to you. This was the first time you and Kakashi had been paired together for a mission. Anticipation and excitement were building up inside you.
But once you knocked on the door of Lady Tsunade’s office and walked inside, the feeling immediately turned to dread because the first person you saw wasn’t Tsunade, but Jiraiya, one of the legendary sannin. He was pacing back and forth in front of Tsunade’s desk with a look of absolute despair on his face. There were “emergencies,” and there were emergencies. By the look on Jiraiya’s face, this was clearly an emergency. You had no clue what was going on, but it couldn’t be good at all.
When Jiraiya saw you and Kakashi walk in, some of the tension in his body relaxed and he rushed over to the two of you. He placed his hands on Kakashi’s shoulders and began shaking him back and forth.
“Thank goodness,” Jiraiya wept. “I need your help immediately!”
Kakashi held his hands in front of him as if trying to say, “Okay, please stop,” but Jiraiya continued to shake him.
“Jiraiya, that’s enough! They’re here now, calm down,” Tsunade spoke from behind her desk. You looked from Kakashi and Jiraiya to the Hokage.
“Lady Tsunade, what’s going on?” you asked, growing more concerned by the second. Tsunade sighed and put her face in her hand.
“The final manuscript of the next volume of Make Out Paradise has been stolen!” Jiraiya exclaimed.
…What? After a few moments, you spoke up.
“I’m sorry, but… what?” you verbalized the only thought you had. There was absolutely no way you’d been summoned on your day off because someone stole the next edition of a popular erotica book series. Emergency? Yeah, right.
“You heard him,” Tsunade said.
“R-right, but this is an emergency why?” you asked.
“It’s an emergency of the utmost importance!” Jiraiya yelled, turning to look at you.
You looked at Kakashi, feeling exasperated and hoping he’d back you up, but what you saw on his face was genuine concern. Shit. He was basically addicted to those books. Of course he’d be upset if the next volume couldn’t be published.
“Jiraiya has requested Konoha’s assistance in retrieving the stolen manuscript. I understand it’s your day off, but my hands are tied. There aren’t any other available shinobi in the village for the mission,” Tsunade said to you.
You looked at Jiraiya. Why was he so upset about this theft? You didn’t realize he was such a big fan of the books. Well, you supposed they didn’t call him the “Pervy Sage” for nothing.
“With all due respect Lady Hokage, why can’t Lord Jiraiya go himself?” you asked.
“Because Jiraiya has another important mission that he was supposed to have left for an hour ago,” Tsunade said tensely, glaring at her fellow sannin.
You were about to say something else, but Kakashi spoke up.
“Surely one person is enough for this mission. I should be able to handle this myself, and it isn’t my day off,” he said. You looked at Kakashi in mild surprise. Was he trying to stand up for you? You felt a rush of affection for the man wash over you.
“No!” Jiraiya exclaimed. “I need the best of the best. All hands on deck. If this manuscript can’t be published, there will be disastrous consequences! The security of this village and the entire world is at stake!”
You highly doubted that was true, but you figured it wasn’t in your best interest to argue with a sannin.
“How do you know it was stolen?” you asked Jiraiya. He looked around, seeming to try to form a response.
“Well… I was, uh, out doing research for a… project,” he began, “and I happened to run into the author who told me it was stolen, and I immediately offered my assistance.”
There seemed to be a few holes in his story, namely that the author went by an alias and the probability of Jiraiya “running into” them was rather low, but you decided to go with it.
“Do you know why someone would want to steal it? Or what they are planning to do with it?” Kakashi asked. Jiraiya shook his head.
“I can only imagine that they recognized the manuscript for the genius that it is and wanted it for themselves. The only lead that I,” Jiraiya coughed, “I-I mean the author found was this.”
He held out a headband with the symbol of a village that you didn’t recognize engraved on it. You looked at it curiously.
“A shinobi?” you asked. Tsunade shook her head.
“I investigated the symbol. That village doesn’t exist. I suspect that it’s just a group of thieves pretending to be shinobi,” she replied. You and Kakashi nodded. Kakashi reached out his hand and took the headband from Jiraiya.
“Right, well, we’ll be on our way then,” Kakashi said.
“Thank you both,” Tsunade said as you exited her office.
“The world is counting on you!” Jiraiya exclaimed.
You and Kakashi walked down the hallway of the Hokage’s building and headed towards the entrance of the village.
“Some mission, huh?” you huffed as you walked. Kakashi laughed softly.
“Yeah. When I heard ‘emergency,’ I wasn’t quite expecting this,” he said. You turned to look at Kakashi and then grinned.
“I bet you’re excited about this. I know how much you love those books,” you teased, nudging his shoulder.
Kakashi laughed awkwardly and scratched the back of his head. His love of the Make Out Paradise series sort of fascinated you. It seemed out of character for him. Kakashi was usually so stoic, never letting anything disrupt his cool demeanor, but mentioning those books always made him flustered. While you hadn’t read one, you knew what was in them, and thinking about Kakashi reading them… well, it was interesting, to say the least.
You stopped your train of thought before you could think more about Kakashi involved with anything sexual. You were on a mission. You couldn’t afford to be distracted. You looked ahead of you and saw that you had reached the village gate.
“Do we have a plan to track these guys?” you asked, looking at Kakashi. He bit his thumb and then made a series of lightning-fast hand signs.
“Summoning jutsu!”
You looked down and saw Kakashi’s ninja hound Pakkun standing at his feet.
“What’s up, Kakashi?” Pakkun asked.
“Hey Pakkun, we need help tracking someone. See of you can pick up this scent,” Kakashi said, holding out the headband for Pakkun to sniff. After memorizing the scent, Pakkun took off and you waited for him to return with directions. Sure enough, a minute or so later, Pakkun returned.
“I caught their scent on the wind. If you keep north, you should run into a village where I believe they have camped out. They’re not far,” Pakkun informed you.
“Thanks, Pakkun,” Kakashi said. You nodded your thanks as well, smiling at the dog. A moment later, Pakkun vanished, and you and Kakashi began making your way north.
“So, what do you think about our thieves?” you asked Kakashi as you walked.
He sighed and then said, “Amateurs no doubt. They were careless enough to leave behind that headband.”
You nodded in agreement. This whole mission was kind of ridiculous, but with any luck you’d finish it without much trouble. And you couldn’t complain about the company. It felt natural walking next to Kakashi like this. It made you feel happy and relaxed.
“What are you smiling about?” Kakashi asked. His voice startled you, and you felt heat rush to your face. You hadn’t realized you’d been smiling. You quickly tried to school your expression into something more neutral.
“N-no reason,” you said, making a dismissive gesture with your hand. You heard Kakashi laugh softly. You loved that sound, and it just left you even more flustered and embarrassed. God. Just a second ago you were thinking about how relaxed you felt. The effect Kakashi had on you was unparalleled.
“So, how is sensei life treating you?” you asked after a moment, trying to ease into a more comfortable conversation.
“It’s a lot of work,” Kakashi sighed, running a hand through his silver hair. “The kids I’ve got are a bit of a handful.”
You nodded in understanding. You knew he’d been assigned that Naruto kid, and even you were aware of his reputation for making trouble. But if there was anyone who could guide him to becoming a great shinobi, it’d be Kakashi.
“At least you’ve got some teaching experience with me,” you said.
“That’s different. You actually listened to me,” he replied, turning his head to look at you.
“Well, I wanted you to teach me, Kakashi-sensei,” you said.
You’d meant the statement innocently, but the expression that came over Kakashi’s face after you said those words gave you pause. Granted you couldn’t see most of his actual face, it was the look in his eye that gave him away. Dark. Sharp. Not the kind of dark look he’d give to an enemy, but something different. It wasn’t an expression you’d ever seen on Kakashi before. You felt a shiver creep up your spine, but not the unpleasant kind. It only lasted a second more, and then the look was gone. Kakashi’s usual cool expression fell back into place. But you weren’t forgetting that look any time soon.
You continued to walk beside Kakashi for a few more hours, taking breaks every so often to rest. In your haste to get ready that morning, you forgot to pack something to eat for lunch, but luckily Kakashi was prepared and offered to share his food with you. It made you blush and smile as you ate, once again thinking about how much you loved being with Kakashi like this.
By the time the sun began to set, you reached the village that Pakkun told you about. You could see it nestled in the valley below. It looked like a peaceful village, but you knew that the thieves you were looking for were most likely hiding somewhere down there.
“Let’s go,” Kakashi said.
You turned and nodded at him. As you descended into the village, the buildings came into better focus. You could see people walking on the streets below, milling in and out of different stores and restaurants. It seemed unfortunate that you had work to do in this village. From what you could see, it looked like a nice place to stay for a few days.
Once you reached the entrance, you made your way through the village. Some people turned to give you and Kakashi curious looks. Wearing Konoha’s symbol often drew attention. You looked up at the sky and saw that it was almost completely dark. Finding a place to stay and setting up your base of operations was the next step.
“We should probably find an inn to stay at while we’re here,” Kakashi said, as if he’d read your mind.
“Yeah,” you agreed. While you hoped your expression didn’t reveal anything, on the inside you were freaking out about the prospect of staying with Kakashi. Would you share a room, or would he want a separate one? What if you shared a room? You didn’t think you could handle being in such close proximity to the Copy Ninja for an extended period of time without losing your mind.
You visited inn after inn asking about vacancies, but everywhere seemed to be full. Just as you thought you were going to have to camp in the woods or something, the final hostess you spoke to informed you that there was a vacancy. Only one open room.
“I am sorry for the inconvenience, but this is all we have available,” the hostess said.
You and Kakashi looked at each other. He seemed to be searching for confirmation that sharing a room was okay with you. You were grateful that he was concerned about your comfort. You smiled and nodded at him.
“That’s fine, we’ll take the room,” Kakashi confirmed, turning to look at the hostess. The woman nodded, but then looked at the binder in front of her. She seemed to be concerned about something.
“Do you two happen to be a couple?” the hostess asked after a moment.
You felt your face heat up about a million degrees. Why on earth would she ask that? Even though the answer was no, you didn’t think your relationship status was any of this woman’s business. You nervously glanced at Kakashi, and you saw that he had a similar stunned look on his face.
“W-why is that relevant?” you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.
“Well, dear, the room that’s available is a single room. There’s only one futon, and I’m afraid we don’t have any extras. If you are a couple, however, I assume that won’t be an issue,” the hostess said. Her eyes flitted back and forth between you and Kakashi.
You wanted to die. Sharing a bed with Kakashi. It was something out of your wildest fantasies. You couldn’t decide if the universe was cursing you or granting one of your biggest wishes. Despite the thoughts running through your head, you decided that you had to think logically about this. There weren’t any other options. Everywhere else was full, and you sure as hell didn’t want to sleep outside. You heard Kakashi sigh, and you turned to look at him.
“Doesn’t seem like we have a choice,” Kakashi said. You weren’t sure, but you thought you detected a note of shyness in his voice.
“It doesn’t seem like we do,” you agreed. Despite everything, you couldn’t stop a small smile from forming on your lips. Kakashi nodded and then turned to address the hostess.
“There’s no problem. We’ll still take the room,” he said. The hostess nodded and then wrote something down in her binder. Once she was done, she turned to the wall behind her and took a set of keys off a peg. She held them out to you.
“Here you are, then! I hope your stay is enjoyable,” she said. You sputtered at the suggestive tone in her voice.
Before you could endure any more humiliation, you turned and walked towards the set of stairs that led to the rooms. Kakashi followed close behind. You walked down the hallway and found your room. After unlocking the door, you stepped inside and saw that there was indeed only one futon. Kakashi stepped into the room after you and closed the door. You let out a deep breath when you heard the door close, trying to calm yourself.
Kakashi, on the other hand, seemed entirely composed. You watched as he placed his bag on the floor and surveyed the room. He acted like nothing was amiss. You envied his ability to remain calm in any situation that was thrown at him. You placed your bag on the floor next to his.
“So…” you said awkwardly, trying to relieve some of the tension you felt.
“I don’t mind sleeping on the floor,” Kakashi said.
You looked at him in surprise, although you should have expected him to make such an offer. While having Kakashi sleep on the floor would make things less awkward, you didn’t want him to be uncomfortable at your expense.
“No, that’s okay,” you immediately replied. You weren’t sure what you were offering. You didn’t want Kakashi on the floor, but you didn’t exactly want to be on the floor either. There seemed to be only one solution that would fix this problem.
“Look, Kakashi, we’re both adults,” you said, gathering all your conviction. “We can share a futon for the sake of this mission.”
Kakashi looked a bit taken aback by your words. He clearly didn’t expect you to be okay sharing a bed with him, but after a moment, he took a breath and nodded.
“You’re right. As long as you’re sure,” Kakashi replied. You nodded enthusiastically, trying to ensure him that you were okay with this. He seemed satisfied by your response, and the tension in the room dissipated a tiny bit as the two of you began making yourselves at home. It was late, and you had finished off the last of Kakashi’s food for dinner on your walk here, so you were tired and ready for bed.
“I think I’m gonna shower,” you heard Kakashi say as he looked through his bag. “That okay with you?”
“Yep! I’ll go after you,” you said.
Kakashi nodded. He grabbed his shower things and then walked to the adjoining bathroom. While Kakashi showered, you went through your bag to make sure that you had everything you needed for the mission. All of your ninja tools appeared to be in order. You took out your pajamas so you could be ready when Kakashi was finished in the bathroom.
That’s when something caught your eye. Kakashi hadn’t shut his bag all the way, and you could see something peeking out from inside. A book. You recognized the title and the cover: Make Out Paradise. You weren’t all that surprised that he’d brought it with him. As you looked at the book, you could see that a page had been bookmarked where he left off reading. Curiosity began to fill you. You suddenly had to know what exactly was in those books and what Kakashi had been reading about.
You knew that you shouldn’t go through his things, but you couldn’t help it. You took the book out of his bag and sat down on the futon. You opened it to the bookmarked page. As soon as you began to read, your eyes widened in surprise. This was what Kakashi had been reading?
From the looks of it, he had been in the middle of a very intense BDSM-style sex scene. You’d never read anything like it. How the fuck does he manage to keep his face neutral while reading this stuff? Just from reading a few words, you felt your body temperature spike. Your eyes began scanning the page faster, trying to process everything that was happening in the story.
“Are you ready to learn how to take my cock like a good girl?”
“Yes! I want you to teach me, sensei. I’ll be so good, I promise.”
What. The. Fuck. This is the kind of thing Kakashi was into? You couldn’t quite believe it. You re-read those lines.
I want you to teach me.
That’s when you remembered your conversation with Kakashi that afternoon. If possible, your face got even warmer. You had basically said the same thing to him earlier.
“I wanted you to teach me, Kakashi-sensei.”
Now things made more sense. That look he’d given you. Had he been reminded of the book? Was he thinking about you saying that to him, but in a different context? Your body felt hot all over. You couldn’t help where your thoughts went after that.
You thought about Kakashi instructing you, telling you what to do the way he liked it. You thought about yourself and the way you’d be all too eager to please him. You thought about being praised when you did something well. You thought about the reward you’d get for being good for him.
Fuck. This was not good. Now you were all too aware of the running shower water and the fact that Kakashi was standing in there naked. But then you heard the water turn off and basically jumped off the floor in your haste to put the book back in his bag. By the time Kakashi exited the shower, you were sitting back on the futon, acting like nothing happened. Everything was fine.
Except, it wasn’t fine because when you looked up at Kakashi, you saw that the only two things he was wearing were his mask and a pair of sweatpants. Sweatpants that hung very low on his hips. You’d been about to say something about it being your turn to shower, but the words died on your tongue once you looked at him.
Your breath hitched as you trailed your eyes down his shirtless body. Kakashi, unsurprisingly, was ripped. As one of Konoha’s best shinobi, it was natural for him to be in shape… but still, nothing could have prepared you for this. You took in his toned chest, as well as the defined abs and v-lines that disappeared into his sweatpants. In your daze, the only word that you could come up with to describe shirtless Kakashi was hot.
“Is everything okay?” Kakashi asked, raising a brow.
His voice brought you back to reality and you snapped your eyes up to his face. He was looking at you skeptically. He totally caught me staring, you thought. You couldn’t come up with an answer to his question at that moment, so you quickly grabbed your things and headed to the bathroom.
“Yep, everything is just fine! Going to take a shower now,” you said in a rush as you walked to the bathroom. You practically slammed the door closed behind you. You took a few deep breaths before turning on the shower.
Get a grip, you told yourself. There was still a mission to complete. You could control yourself. Granted Kakashi made that very hard, and it was becoming difficult to hide your true feelings for the man when you were around him. But you could do it. You had to, especially because you believed there was zero chance in hell that Kakashi felt the same way about you.
Once you were showered and had your pajamas on, you left the bathroom. Kakashi was lying on his back on the futon examining the headband that Jiraiya had found. When he heard you come out, he looked up at you.
“First thing tomorrow we should start looking for these guys. I don’t know how much longer they’ll stick around here,” Kakashi said.
“Right,” you agreed. It was likely that the thieves wouldn’t stay for long. You still weren’t sure what they planned to do with the manuscript. Sell it? Keep it for themselves? You had no idea.
“But for now, let’s get some sleep,” Kakashi yawned.
You smiled at him before walking over to the wall and turning off the lights. The room was softly illuminated by moonlight streaming through the windows. It made Kakashi’s hair look platinum. He turned on his side to give you room to lie down. Although the day-long journey made you tired, you still felt a buzz throughout your body as you carefully lied down next to Kakashi. Who also apparently slept shirtless. Great. You tried to ignore your rapidly beating heart and closed your eyes. Eventually, the sound of Kakashi’s breathing lulled you to sleep.
---
You woke to sunlight shining through the windows. You had to blink your eyes a few times against the brightness. It took you a few minutes to process your surroundings. You were lying on the futon, but not in the same position you had been in when you fell asleep. While you and Kakashi had fallen asleep back-to-back, at some point during the night, you had both turned to face each other. Kakashi’s face was inches away from your own. But that wasn’t the worst of it.
You realized that your hand was resting on his bare chest. You could feel him breathing and the rhythm of his heartbeat. Looking down, you saw that your legs had also become tangled. Kakashi’s leg was practically between your thighs. Your own heartbeat sped up and you knew that you had to do something about this situation before Kakashi woke up. You tried to slowly move your legs away from his. But then you felt the steady, shallow pattern of his breathing get interrupted, indicating that he was awake. You froze.
“Uh… good morning,” Kakashi said.
His morning voice was deeper and raspier than his normal voice. It made your heart do something strange. Kakashi was so close to you that his hair tickled your forehead. You slowly brought your eyes up to meet his. You couldn’t help but stare at his sharingan eye. You had never appreciated how beautiful it looked up close before. A deadly red and black. He blinked, and you were brought out of your trance. You quickly separated yourself from him and stood up.
“Morning, Kakashi,” you said, trying to conceal your embarrassment by stretching. “We should get ready to search for the thieves.”
Kakashi blinked at you a few times, still fending off sleep, before nodding and pushing himself up and off the futon. You both got busy getting ready for the day. It didn’t take long for both of you to put on your gear and get your bags ready to go. You decided to leave some non-essential items in the room to pick up later. They were a pain to carry around in your bag, and the room was still yours for one more night.
Once you were ready, you and Kakashi left the room. You locked the door behind you. You walked down the stairs, and the hostess smiled as you left the inn.
“So, what should our strategy be?” you asked Kakashi. He thought for a moment.
“I think it would be best for us to split up. We’ll be able to gather information about their whereabouts faster that way. We have to assume they’re on the move and won’t be in this area for long,” Kakashi said. You nodded. Although you didn’t want to be separated from Kakashi, you knew that he was right. You had to find these thieves quickly and complete the mission.
“Right. We’ll meet up later and share what we’ve found. If you happen to find the thieves before then, get that manuscript back,” you said.
“Of course, same to you,” Kakashi replied, his eyes crinkling as he smiled behind his mask.
With that, you and Kakashi went your separate ways. As you walked, you took a pen and paper out of your bag and quickly drew the symbol that was on the headband that the thieves were supposedly wearing. According to Tsunade, it was most likely a group, so you figured that one of them had to be wearing a headband with that symbol. Hopefully someone in the village had seen someone wearing that symbol.
You bought a quick breakfast from one of the many stands along the street. After walking for a few more minutes, you came across an inn. You figured it would be a good place to start gathering information. You quickly finished your food and walked inside. The man standing behind the desk looked up and greeted you.
“Hello, can I help you?” he asked.
“Have you seen one of your guests wearing a headband with this symbol?” you asked, showing him the picture you’d drawn. The man scratched his head.
“I don’t believe so, miss. I’m sorry,” he replied. You put the drawing back in your pocket.
“No problem. Sorry for the trouble,” you said. You felt a little disappointed, but this was the first place you’d visited. It would’ve been extremely lucky to have found the thieves here. You waved goodbye to the man as you left the building.
You continued to walk through the town, trying inn after inn, shop after shop. You talked to dozens of people, but no one had seen anyone wearing that symbol. As afternoon arrived, you began to feel thoroughly dejected. You just hoped Kakashi was having better luck. You knew that you couldn’t give up, however, so you continued your search.
Nightfall came, and you still had nothing. You groaned in frustration. This mission was beginning to feel like a real pain. It was almost time to meet back up with Kakashi anyway, so you headed to the place where the two of you had agreed to meet.
The streets were crowded, and it seemed as if the village truly came alive at night. You couldn’t help but admire the colorful lights coming from stores and street signs. It didn’t take long for you to reach the center of town, where Kakashi was supposed to be waiting. You searched for him for a few moments before spotting him near a large fountain in the middle of the square.
You really didn’t want to tell Kakashi that you’d found absolutely nothing, but maybe the information he was able to gather would make up for it. He waved at you when he saw you approaching.
“How did it go? Did you find anything?” Kakashi asked when you were close enough to hear him. You looked up at the sky, trying to avoid eye contact.
“You know, it was… uh...” you tried to come up with a response, but then you gave up and decided to tell the truth. “Okay, I found nothing. But I bet you found a lot of info about these guys, so it doesn’t matter.”
You tried to sound hopeful, but then it was Kakashi’s turn to avoid eye contact, and he scratched the back of his neck.
“Well, funny thing, I couldn’t find anything either,” he said. You looked at him in disbelief. Had the thieves really managed to avoid being seen by everyone in the entire village? You and Kakashi sighed.
“Was Pakkun wrong about them being here?” you asked.
“No, not a chance. They must have concealed their presence from everyone somehow,” Kakashi said.
“So, what are we supposed to do now?” you replied, huffing in frustration.
“Let’s keep searching for now. If it gets too late and we still don’t find anything, we’ll come up with another plan,” Kakashi said, calm as ever. You nodded but weren’t confident about the prospects of finding anything. Right before the two of you could leave to continue the search, your stomach growled loudly. You placed your hands on your abdomen to try to muffle the sound.
“Are you hungry?” Kakashi asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Um, yeah. I didn’t have a big lunch since I was busy gathering intel,” you replied. Kakashi nodded in understanding.
“Let’s get something to eat first and then we’ll keep going. Won’t do us any good if we don’t have energy,” Kakashi said. You nodded gratefully.
Kakashi led you away from the fountain and to a street that was lined with shops and restaurants. You walked for a bit and then found a place that didn’t look too crowded. Kakashi greeted the hostess and then the two of you sat down at a booth. The items on the menu looked delicious, and you were all too eager to order and finally get some food.
But before someone could take your order, something caught your eye. There was a group of three men sitting at a table toward the back of the restaurant, all looking at a stack of paper on the table. At first glance, they appeared to be shinobi because two of the men were wearing headbands. But upon closer look, you could see that the symbol on their headbands matched the one on the headband that Jiraiya had found. You had found the thieves.
“Kakashi, behind you,” you said quietly. Kakashi’s eyebrow raised slightly, and he subtly turned his head to look in the direction you indicated.
“Looks like we found them,” Kakashi confirmed. You nodded your head, feeling a sense of anticipation building in preparation for a potential flight to get the manuscript back. Kakashi looked as calm as ever.
“What should we do?” you asked. Confronting them in the restaurant wasn’t ideal, but you weren’t sure how else to approach them. It wasn’t like you could just go up to them and ask for the manuscript back. You heard movement and saw Kakashi begin to stand.
“Wait, Kakashi!” you called after him, but it was too late. He was already halfway across the restaurant. You scrambled to your feet and followed him.
When you reached the table where the thieves were sitting, the three of them looked up at you and Kakashi. They seemed to realize they had been caught, as their facial expressions dropped when they saw your Leaf Village headbands.
“Hello there,” Kakashi said, as if they were old comrades. You saw the men tense up after his greeting.
“You—you’re Kakashi Hatake,” one of them said. Kakashi’s eyebrows raised at the recognition.
“Oh, so you know who I am?” Kakashi asked. All of the men nodded and stared at him with what looked like awe. You couldn’t blame them.
“Yes, of course we do! You’re a legend!” the man without a headband exclaimed. His two friends nodded enthusiastically in agreement. You were a bit shocked by what was happening. This was not at all how you expected this to go.
“What can we do for you?” the third man asked. It was like they had forgotten about their crime. You saw Kakashi’s uncovered eye glance toward the manuscript resting on the table.
“Well, you could tell me how you got your hands on that. It doesn’t belong to you,” Kakashi replied. All three of the men looked toward the manuscript. Then, they looked at each other, seeming to try to come up with a story about how they got it. Kakashi huffed impatiently.
“We found it,” one of the thieves said. “We happened to be staying at a hot springs resort nearby, and we found it in one of the bins where people leave their stuff.”
“You just found it?” Kakashi asked skeptically. The thieves looked at each other. There wasn’t anything left for them to do but confess their crime, and you could tell that Kakashi’s patience was wearing thin.
“If you don’t hand over the manuscript that you stole, I’ll have to take it from you by force, and I’d rather not do that,” Kakashi said. The men recoiled back from him, and even you felt a chill go down your spine at the icy tone of Kakashi’s voice. The threat seemed to work. One of the thieves grabbed the manuscript and handed it to Kakashi, while the other two bowed their heads in apology.
“We’re sorry!” they cried. “We pretend to be shinobi to steal from people. We know it’s wrong, but it’s the only way that we can make money! We know how popular this book series is, so we thought we could sell the manuscript and make a lot of money.”
You were a bit surprised that they decided to confess everything, but it was less work for you this way. And it wasn’t like they could have overpowered you and Kakashi if they had decided to use force to keep the manuscript. You were still confused about how the manuscript had ended up in a hot springs resort, though. Maybe the author was staying there?
“Should we hand them over to the local authorities?” you asked Kakashi. He looked at you and seemed to be considering something else. You weren’t sure what he was planning.
“Well, I’m feeling generous today,” Kakashi said. You could see the hint of a smile under his mask. He looked down at the thieves sitting at the table. “If you three agree to stop stealing from people and find another way to make a living, then I’ll let you go without getting anyone else involved.”
You saw the three men smile in gratitude. You looked at Kakashi in surprise. You had never known him to be so forgiving, but you decided to trust his decision.
“Thank you, Mr. Kakashi!” the thieves said.
“But be warned, if I ever hear that you’ve stolen from someone else, then I won’t be this nice. You know who I am, so you know what I can do to you,” Kakashi replied, his voice ice cold. All three of the men nodded their heads in understanding. They quickly stood up and scrambled out of the restaurant, not wanting to wait around for Kakashi to change his mind about letting them go. Kakashi sighed as he watched them leave.
“I guess our mission is complete,” you said, looking at the manuscript in Kakashi’s hand.
“Yeah, good work,” he replied. He put the manuscript in the backpack he was carrying. You looked over at the empty booth where you and Kakashi had been sitting. You were still starving and eager to sit down and enjoy a meal.
“Should we finally order some food?” you asked. Kakashi nodded and followed you back to the booth. To be respectful, presumably, Kakashi left you ample space and sat across from you. You kind of wished he’d sit closer. You both looked at the menu, and when it was time to place your order, you included a bottle of sake. Kakashi raised his eyebrows when he heard.
“What? Our mission is over. We can relax now, Kakashi-sensei,” you said with a sweet smile on your face. He sighed in response, but you could see him smiling under his mask.
“You’re old enough to drink, right?” Kakashi teased. You narrowed your eyes at him.
“I’m only a few years younger than you. I’m not a child,” you said indignantly. There was silence for a few moments after that, but you could see Kakashi’s eyes scanning your face before moving down your neck and chest slowly. You suddenly felt very hot.
“I can see that,” Kakashi replied after what felt like an eternity. He probably didn’t notice anything, but you were trying hard to keep yourself composed. How could a simple look make your body respond this way? You took a sip of the water that had been brought to the table earlier.
“I still don’t understand how that manuscript ended up in a hot springs,” you said, trying to change the subject. Conversing with Kakashi was easy and something you were familiar with.
“Do you want to know a secret?” he asked. You had no idea what he could be talking about.
“What secret?” you replied curiously.
“Jiraiya is the one who writes the Make Out series,” Kakashi said. Your mouth opened in shock.
“What?! Are you serious?” you exclaimed. “But how did they manage to steal it from someone as powerful as Jiraiya?”
“Jiraiya may be powerful, but he isn’t exactly, uh, smart when it comes to these kinds of things. He probably got distracted at the hot springs and didn’t realize his book had been stolen,” Kakashi replied.
You figured that you probably knew what had distracted Jiraiya given the content of the books, but you were still having trouble believing that one of the legendary sannin writes porn on the side. It made you laugh.
“Well, I’m sure you’re glad that we got the manuscript back. I don’t know what you’d do without those books, Kakashi-sensei,” you teased.
Kakashi ran a hand through his silver hair to try to hide his embarrassment. You could see a faint blush creep onto his face, but then he was saved by the arrival of your food and drinks. It smelled delicious, and you immediately started eating. Kakashi poured you a glass of the sake, and you toasted to a mission well-completed.
The food tasted as good as it smelled, and you were right about conversation with Kakashi being easy. You had no idea how much time had passed, but two bottles of sake later, there was no sign that either of you wanted to leave. Throughout your meal and conversation, the two of you had moved closer together in the booth.
He was so close now that if you shifted your leg slightly to the side, it would be touching his. You felt a pleasant warmth, though you weren’t exactly sure how much of it was alcohol and how much of it was Kakashi. You wanted to stay with him for as long as possible before you had to return to the hotel and pack to go home. Going home was the last thing you wanted to do.
“I’m glad I was assigned this mission,” you said with a small smile on your face. Kakashi raised his eyebrows.
“Really? Even though it ruined your day off?” he replied. You took another sip of your sake.
“Yeah. I’m glad I got to spend some time with you, Kakashi-sensei,” you said. You didn’t know what had made you so brave, but the words were out of your mouth before you could stop them.
“Me too,” Kakashi replied, smiling under his mask. You smiled back and moved your leg an inch to the side so it was touching Kakashi’s. He looked at you when he felt the contact, and the expression behind his eyes that was usually so impossible to decipher was something different now.
“You know, you don’t have to call me sensei,” Kakashi said after a moment. You tilted your head in confusion.
“But you are my sensei,” you said. And then you remembered that stupid book he’d been reading. You stared at him for a long moment.
“Besides,” you continued, feeling a little short of breath, “I think you like it when I call you that.”
If you hadn’t been looking at him so closely, you wouldn’t have noticed it, but the same dark look returned in Kakashi’s eye that you had seen once before. He was looking at you with an intensity you had never experienced before. It made you squirm in your seat.
“Is that what you think?” Kakashi asked, his voice dangerously low. You’d never heard his voice sound like that. You knew that you were being exposed to a side of Kakashi that you had never encountered. While you could’ve dropped the subject, you decided to keep going, wanting him to reveal more of this side.
“Well, maybe it’s not being called sensei specifically,” you said, “but you like to be in control.”
The way Kakashi was looking at you made your chest start to rise faster. You were hyper aware of the contact between your leg and his. This was all uncharted territory with Kakashi, so you weren’t sure what he was thinking.
“In control of what?” Kakashi asked. He was goading you. You knew he had to have some idea of what you were talking about, but he wanted to hear you say it. You suddenly felt embarrassed, though you weren’t sure why. You had had your fair share of sexual experiences and talked about them often with your friends, but Kakashi was different. You and he didn’t talk about sex-related things.
“Okay, I read part of that stupid book of yours,” you confessed to him. You expected Kakashi to get embarrassed like he always did when someone mentioned those books, or mad at you for snooping, but his expression stayed the same. Maybe the alcohol had lowered his inhibitions.
“Ah,” Kakashi said simply. “Which part?”
You felt your face heat at his question. You’d rather die than have to verbalize what was depicted on those pages you read, especially to Kakashi. He raised his eyebrows, waiting for an answer. He wasn’t going to let you get out of this.
“Um… the part that was bookmarked,” you replied. You looked at Kakashi and then quickly continued, your words coming out in a jumble, “I’m sorry for looking! I was just curious about why you love those books so much and I had never read one and I just didn’t realize you were into that kind of thing, and, I mean, maybe you’re not and it was just a scene in the book…”
You heard Kakashi begin to laugh and then he put his hand on your thigh to stop your rambling. It worked. You immediately shut up when you felt it.
“I don’t care that you read the book, don’t worry,” Kakashi reassured you. “Your reaction is just funny. I know those books aren’t for everyone.”
You weren’t sure how to explain it, but you didn’t dislike what you’d read. With the right person, you could definitely see how giving up control, how submitting to someone else, could be thrilling.
You looked at Kakashi’s hand on your thigh, then your eyes trailed up his arm. It was the summer, so he was wearing a short-sleeved fitted black shirt instead of his usual long-sleeves. You looked at the veins running up his toned forearm and at his biceps. He has really nice arms, you drunkenly thought to yourself.
Your eyes slowly trailed up to Kakashi’s face. He was looking at you, and then you realized his hand was still on your thigh.
“So, is that what you’re into?” you suddenly asked. “That stuff in the book?”
You weren’t sure what had made you bold enough to talk to Kakashi like this, but the rational part of your brain wasn’t working. Your entire body felt hot, and Kakashi’s hand on your thigh was clouding your thoughts.
“You really want to know the stuff I’m into?” Kakashi asked skeptically, raising an eyebrow. The low tone of his voice sent a wave of heat through your body.
“Well, why else do you read those books?” you replied, trying to diffuse the tension. Kakashi thought for a moment, finally taking his hand off your leg as he did.
“It’s not just about the sex,” he finally said. You didn’t really believe that, but then Kakashi continued, “The characters have real connections. That’s what I like about the books.”
“Aw, that’s sweet,” you said with a teasing smile. “I didn’t take you for a romantic.”
“Why not?” Kakashi asked curiously.
You thought about his question. You realized that you actually didn’t know much about Kakashi’s love life. As far as you knew, he had never had a girlfriend. He had also never expressed romantic interest in anyone before. Knowing Kakashi, he probably worked hard to keep all of that private.
“I don’t know why,” you admitted, “but you being into all of that kinky stuff made more sense to me.”
There was a mischievous glint in Kakashi’s eye, and you knew if you could see his face, he’d be smirking.
“I never said I wasn’t into that stuff,” Kakashi replied.
You felt your face go hot.
“Oh,” was all you could say.
You suddenly couldn’t look at Kakashi anymore. It was too embarrassing. All you could think about was Kakashi doing those things from the book. Doing them to you. You were sweating under your clothes and desperately wished the restaurant would turn up the air conditioning.
And then you felt your face being lifted. Kakashi’s hand was under your chin, guiding your head until you were looking at him.
“You look like you're going to explode,” Kakashi said. You just blinked, and Kakashi laughed lowly. “Come on,” he said, releasing your face. “Let’s go. It’s getting late.”
You stared at him for a few more seconds and then nodded. You needed to get yourself together. It was just Kakashi, and you could be normal around him.
Kakashi paid the bill, and once he was done, you followed him out of the restaurant. The cool night air felt good on your hot skin. You saw that the village was still busy with people going in and out of bars and restaurants. It was crowded, and you and Kakashi had to avoid bumping into people as you walked.
When a person, clearly very drunk and unaware of their surroundings, nearly pushed you into the road, Kakashi pulled you to his side.
“Careful,” he said, his voice close to your ear.
“Thanks,” you replied shyly.
For the rest of the walk back to the inn, Kakashi kept you close. Your body tingled wherever it made contact with his, and you couldn’t help the small smile on your face as you walked. It felt good to be with Kakashi like this.
It didn’t take long to reach the inn. When you made it back, you followed Kakashi as he led you up the stairs and to the room the two of you were sharing. For some reason, you began to feel nervous as Kakashi unlocked the door. Inside, you would be alone with him. You felt your heart racing and tried to calm yourself down.
Once the door was open, you walked inside, brushing by Kakashi as you did. He locked the door behind you. You looked around the room, feeling awkward. You supposed you should get ready for bed, but you didn’t really want to. You watched Kakashi has he placed his backpack on the floor and took off his headband.
Kakashi turned around and saw you staring at him.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing,” you said, quickly looking at the ground.
“You sure?” Kakashi pressed.
You looked back up at him. You knew you shouldn’t tell him what you were thinking, but your curiosity was beginning to drive you crazy.
“Can I ask you something?” you finally spoke. Your voice was quiet.
“Yeah,” Kakashi nodded.
You didn’t say anything right away. Kakashi stood there, waiting for you to speak. His eyes flickered across your face.
“Have you ever done anything like that?” you finally asked.
“Anything like what?” Kakashi replied. You had made the question vague to avoid embarrassing yourself, but you were going to have to be more direct.
“The stuff from the book,” you clarified, feeling your face get hot. “Have you ever done anything like that?”
Kakashi didn’t say anything. He just stood there watching you. You suddenly felt awkward. You cursed the alcohol you had drank for loosening your tongue and making you say stupid things.
You were about to apologize, but then Kakashi finally spoke.
“What things from the book?” he asked and took a step closer to you. “You need to be more specific.”
You hadn’t expected him to turn this on you. You suddenly felt shy and regretted saying anything to him.
“Y-you know,” you stammered. Kakashi raised an eyebrow, waiting for you to continue. When you didn’t say anything, Kakashi took another step toward you.
“The sexy stuff,” you finally said, flustered by his proximity. He laughed softly.
“You’re very curious about this,” Kakashi said with a teasing note in his voice. “Any particular reason?”
“No,” you replied quickly. Kakashi gave you a look that told you he knew you were lying. He wasn’t letting you get out of this.
“I just always thought those books would be weird,” you began, trying to gather your thoughts. “I thought I wouldn’t like stuff like that.” You looked at Kakashi to see his reaction, but he was waiting patiently for you to finish. You took a deep breath and continued, “But then I read your book, and I could understand why you like it.”
Kakashi was just a few inches away. He had that dark look in his eyes that you’d seen before.
“And what about you?” Kakashi asked. His voice was rough. You’d never heard it like that before.
“What about me?” you replied.
“Did you like it?”
Your eyes snapped to Kakashi’s face at his question. You couldn’t really believe what he was asking. Your heartrate sped up as your mind whirled, trying to come up with a response. Lying seemed pointless, so you decided to be honest.
“Yeah,” you said breathlessly. “It was hot.”
Kakashi closed the small distance between you. He put his hand under your chin, forcing you to look up at him. Your lips parted as your eyes met his. Kakashi glanced at your mouth and then back at your eyes.
“Lie down,” he instructed. The tone of his voice was low and assertive. You knew if he kept using that voice, you’d do anything he asked.
You slowly lowered yourself to the futon. You moved to the edge and leaned back on your hands, looking up at Kakashi. He was standing by your feet. He didn’t lie down, just stood there, towering over you. You felt small under his gaze in a way that had your thighs clenching.
“You need to tell me now if you don’t want to do this,” Kakashi said. You heard the breathiness of his voice.
You knew this was a horrible idea. You and Kakashi were friends, teammates, and fellow shinobi. This could ruin all of that.
But when you saw the way Kakashi was looking at you, standing above you with his strong arms and tight shirt that clung to his torso, you forgot all about the consequences.
“I want to,” you breathed.
Kakashi stood still.
“Take off your shirt,” he instructed.
You were eager to comply. Your hands found the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head. Once it was off, you threw it to the side. You sat on the futon in your bra and pants. You looked up at Kakashi and saw his eyes roaming over your chest.
“And your pants,” he continued.
You met Kakashi’s eyes. You slowly reached for the button on your pants and undid it with shaky hands. You kept your eyes on Kakashi as your fingers dipped below the waistband of your pants and pushed them down.
Now you were just in your underwear. Kakashi was still fully clothed, still standing and watching you. The contrast was dizzying, but you didn’t shy away. You let him look at you, waiting for him to do something. You were aching for him to touch you.
“You’re beautiful,” Kakashi said, his voice quiet. The words made your face heat. “You’re always beautiful, but like this…” he trailed off before finishing, “you’re absolutely gorgeous.”
Had Kakashi always thought this about you? Lord knows you’d been crushing on him for years, but you didn’t think he’d ever be interested in you.
You quieted your thoughts as Kakashi finally moved. His hands were on the hem of his shirt, and you watched eagerly as he pulled it over his head. The shirt dropped to the floor next to him.
Kakashi’s physique was unreal. Toned muscles rippled down his lean stomach, and you took it all in greedily. He reached an arm up to run his hand through his hair, which caused his muscles to flex with the movement. An overwhelming need to touch him consumed you.
“Kakashi,” you pleaded, hoping your voice expressed what you needed.
“What?” Kakashi replied. “Use your words.”
He was making you ask for what you wanted. He wanted to hear you say it.
“I need you,” you answered. Kakashi lowered himself to his knees in front of you.
“Tell me what you need me to do,” Kakashi instructed, so close but still not touching you.
Having someone ask what you wanted was new. Most of the people you’d been with didn’t bother to check if you were enjoying what they were doing. They just assumed.
Kakashi’s hand grazed your ankle. It was such a light touch, but it sent goosebumps over your body. His hand didn’t move. It stayed still as Kakashi waited for you to speak.
“Please touch me, Kakashi,” you said with a need you’d never felt before.
Kakashi’s hand slowly moved up your calf, making your skin feel like it was on fire.
“Where?” Kakashi asked as he looked into your eyes. His sharingan was shining brightly. “Show me where,” he said.
You felt naked under Kakashi’s gaze, and it made your body tingle with anticipation. You needed him everywhere. You needed the hand on your leg to move, but it didn’t. It was still as Kakashi waited for you to do what he’d said.
You lifted one of your hands off the floor and brushed it over your shoulder. Your fingers trailed across your collarbone.
“Good, show me like that,” Kakashi encouraged.
The tone of his voice made you feel bold. You moved your hand down your chest to the space between your breasts. Kakashi followed the movement with his eyes. Your hand then went to the left side of your chest and rested over the fabric of your bra. You thought you heard Kakashi take a sharp breath.
“Here,” you said. Kakashi’s hand moved further up your leg.
“Where else?” he asked.
You kept going. Your hand trailed slowly down your stomach, and you felt the warmth of your skin. Kakashi’s hand was on your knee now. He squeezed it lightly as your hand moved lower down your body. When it reached the waistband of your panties, you stopped and met Kakashi’s eyes.
“There?” he asked. You nodded, and Kakashi’s hand moved up your thigh, just shy of where you were aching for him.
“Yes, Kakashi, please,” you said breathlessly.
Kakashi looked at you with his heated stare. You were about to scream at him to just touch you already, but then he finally moved. He crawled up your body until his arms rested on either side of your head. His large frame caged you in.
Kakashi’s hair lightly brushed your forehead. His face was so close to yours, and you looked down at where his lips would be under his mask. You really wanted to kiss him.
“Close your eyes,” Kakashi instructed.
You hesitated for a second, but then did what he asked. With your eyes closed, you waited for something to happen. There was nothing at first, but then you gasped as you felt a pair of lips on your neck. Kakashi must have taken his mask off. The urge to open your eyes was strong, but you kept them closed like he’d asked.
Kakashi kissed down your neck, making your body flare with heat. You moved your hands to his back and ran them over the tight muscle. His skin was rough from battle scars collected over many years.
Kakashi’s teeth grazed your skin as he kissed the spot under your ear. You squirmed beneath him, and his mouth trailed lower until he was kissing your collar bone and then your chest. You felt one of his hands move up your side until it reached the line of your bra.
“Can I take this off?” Kakashi asked, his voice low and breathy.
You nodded eagerly, and Kakashi quickly undid the clasp at your back. The garment fell away, leaving your chest bare. You desperately wanted to open your eyes to see Kakashi’s face, but you kept them closed.
“Beautiful,” Kakashi breathed. His voice so close to your ear made you shiver.
Kakashi kissed the center of your chest and then dragged his mouth to your nipple. You gasped and arched into him as his tongue swirled around the sensitive skin. Your fingers dug into his back, and you wrapped your legs around his waist, craving the contact between your bodies.
Kakashi moved his mouth to the other side of your chest and gave it the same treatment. He took his time, making you writhe underneath him.
“Kakashi-” you rasped. Though you were enjoying the attention he was paying to your breasts, you need his mouth somewhere else.
“I know,” Kakashi said. He finally parted his mouth from your chest, and with your eyes still closed, you felt him move down your body. His hands grazed down your sides until they got to your hips. They paused there before moving torturously slow to the insides of your thighs.
All of the waiting and drawn-out touches had you soaked, and you knew Kakashi had to be able to see it through your thin panties. It was pathetic how desperate you were for him while he was just taking his time, knowing what he was doing to you.
Finally, one of Kakashi’s hands brushed over your clothed center.
“Mmm,” Kakashi hummed as his fingers stroked your clit. “So wet.”
“Please, Kakashi-” you begged, needing to feel his touch directly on you.
You heard Kakashi make an amused sound. His fingers stilled, but then you felt his head move between your thighs. You couldn’t help the gasp that you let out when Kakashi put his mouth on your skin, leaving open mouthed kisses on your inner thighs. Your back arched as his mouth moved up, so close to where you needed it the most.
Kakashi moved his mouth from your thighs to kiss the skin above the waistband of your panties. Then, he slowly, finally, pushed your last remaining piece of clothing down your hips. You sat up to help him remove them and kicked them to the side once they were off. You laid back down on the futon, letting your legs fall open.
“I wish you could see yourself,” Kakashi spoke softly. His hands were back on your thighs. “Completely bare and needy. You’ve been so good for me,” he continued as his hands moved up your thighs.
“Yes, ah,” you breathed as one of Kakashi’s fingers slipped past your folds. A second finger quickly joined the first, and your breathing was labored as he stroked over your center. His fingers felt incredible.
When Kakashi reached your clit, you gasped and writhed underneath him. His fingers were experienced and thorough, stroking and rubbing you like he had done this a million times before. Which, you thought absently, he probably had, but you pushed those thoughts aside as he rubbed you faster. After a few more seconds, Kakashi dragged his fingers to your entrance. You moaned loudly when he pushed one in easily, eagerly welcoming the stretch.
“That feels good?” Kakashi asked. He leaned forward to kiss your neck again.
“Yes, so good,” you answered with your voice hoarse from pleasure.
Kakashi smiled against your neck, and then he added another finger inside you. The stretch was just what you needed. The ache between your thighs began to build as Kakashi’s fingers pumped inside you, hitting all of the right places. You lifted your hips to allow him to reach even deeper, and you knew you weren’t going to last much longer. Kakashi’s lips trailed over your neck as his fingers kept their pace until you felt your pleasure reaching its peak.
“Kakashi-” you breathed, barely able to speak. “I’m going to-”
“Good,” Kakashi said. His voice was also strained. “Let me see you.”
It only took a few more seconds after that. Your breathing was ragged, and when Kakashi’s fingers hit a sensitive spot deep inside you, your climax crashed over you. Waves of pleasure rolled through your body, making you clench around Kakashi’s fingers. It was unlike any orgasm you’d ever had.
Kakashi kissed your neck once more, and then slowly removed his fingers from you. His other hand gently stroked your hip.
“You did so well,” Kakashi praised you with that encouraging tone. “So gorgeous like that.”
You were still breathing heavily. You wrapped your arms around Kakashi’s back and lightly trailed your hands over his skin. When you arched into him, you felt that he was hard under his pants. You suddenly remembered that he hadn’t taken them off.
You pushed yourself up onto your forearms.
“Kakashi,” you said. “I want to see you.”
He stayed on top of you for another moment before slowly sitting up. You waited and heard the light rustle of fabric. After another second, Kakashi’s hand cupped the side of your face.
“Okay,” he said.
You finally opened your eyes. You were a bit disappointed when you saw Kakashi had put his mask back on, but you knew that it was part of his identity. After all these years, you still weren’t sure why he wore it.
Kakashi was sitting on your legs, looking down at you. You sat up so you were closer to him. Just mere inches away from his face, you looked at the scar on his right eye. You reached a hand up and lightly traced it. Kakashi closed his eyes and exhaled shakily. Your hand trailed down his face until your thumb was next to his covered mouth. When Kakashi opened his eyes, you were met with the intricate black pattern of his sharingan. It amazed you every time you saw it.
You moved your hands from Kakashi’s face to his shoulders. You moved them down to his chest, feeling the hard muscle under his skin. You felt his heart beating fast and were a bit amazed that you were having such an effect on him. Your hands continued lower, and you trailed your fingers over his defined abs. You heard Kakashi’s breathing get heavier as your hands got lower and lower, until they reached the waistband of his pants.
Then you put one of your hands over the hardness under his pants. Kakashi’s head fell forward, touching his forehead to yours.
“Is this okay?” you asked. Your voice was shaking.
“God yes,” Kakashi groaned, and then he wrapped his arms around your back as he lied down on the futon. You were on top of him now, and your legs straddled his sides. You took the opportunity to admire how he looked underneath you like this.
You leaned forward and repaid him for all the kisses he’d given you earlier. You greedily kissed his neck and all the skin that wasn’t covered by his mask. You kissed his collarbone, his chest, and down his stomach. The breathy sounds Kakashi made as you kissed lower down his body had the ache between your thighs returning.
When you reached his pants, you paused. You looked at Kakashi for confirmation, and he nodded encouragingly. You quickly pushed them down his thighs and he kicked them the rest of the way off. Kakashi was left in his briefs, which allowed you to see the outline of his hard cock. You looked at Kakashi, finding him watching you intensely.
You did your best not to shy away from his gaze, and you slowly moved your fingers under the waistband of his briefs. Kakashi shuddered underneath you.
“You’re going to kill me if you keep looking at me like that,” he said.
You blushed and continued to remove his underwear. You pulled Kakashi’s briefs all the way down. When you looked at him fully naked, you weren’t surprised to see that he was beautiful. Kakashi’s cock stood long and hard, and you didn’t think you’d ever been so turned on in your life. Your entire body ached for him. As much as you wanted to get your mouth around him, if this was only going to be a one-night stand, you needed to feel him inside you before you lost your chance.
You readjusted yourself so you were sitting on Kakashi’s thighs. With one hand, you gripped the base of his cock. You heard him moan as you moved your hand up and down.
“Does this feel good?’ you asked, wanting to please him. Kakashi immediately nodded.
“So good,” he gasped. “You’re doing so good.”
You beamed at the praise and kept working Kakashi’s cock with your hand. When the ache between your thighs grew to become unbearable, your hand stilled. You lifted your hips and lined your entrance up with his cock. The two of you moaned as the head of his cock brushed the wetness between your thighs. Slowly, you began to lower your hips.
“Yeah, just like that,” Kakashi breathed, watching you sink onto his cock. “Just like that.”
The stretch was slightly painful at first, but with Kakashi’s encouragement, you kept lowering your hips until you were sitting on his thighs. As your body adjusted, the pain left, leaving you with an incredible fullness.
Kakashi squeezed your thighs encouragingly. You took a breath and then lifted your hips. You heard Kakashi’s shaky moan as you sank back down. He felt so good inside you. You repeated the movement, lifting up and then back down, over and over again.
Kakashi’s hands roamed across your body as you rode him. They grasped your tits and then settled on your ass. All the while, he was whispering words of encouragement, talking you through your pleasure as it grew.
“You’re taking me so well,” he groaned as you sank down on his cock. “So perfect, ah, so tight.”
“Kakashi,” you gasped as he began to lift his hips to meet your movements. The sound of him sliding in and out of your wet entrance was obscene, and it filled the room as you moved your hips faster.
Kakashi sat up, bringing you into his lap. He kept up the pace of his thrusts while one of his hands moved between your thighs to rub your clit. You bounced in his lap and knew that you were going to cum soon. From the sound of his breathing and the frantic pace of his hips, you knew that Kakashi was close too.
Sure enough, after Kakashi gave a particularly hard thrust that reached deep inside you, you came. You clenched around him as your orgasm hit you hard. Your head fell forward against Kakashi’s neck, and you were breathing heavily as he gave one last thrust and came inside you.
You stayed in Kakashi’s lap, trying to calm your breathing. Kakashi was also breathing hard, and he gently ran a hand through your hair. The touch was soothing.
You didn’t know how long you stayed like that, but eventually Kakashi pulled out of you. Your energy was gone from everything you’d just done, so Kakashi gathered you in his arms and carried you to the bathroom. He helped you get clean, wiping away the cum that was dripping down your thighs, and you gratefully leaned into his touch.
When you were both clean and ready for bed, you lied down on the futon together. Kakashi let you snuggle close to him. He wrapped a comforting arm around your shoulder, and you fell asleep tucked into his side.
---
The first thing you thought in the morning was oh fuck.
You had woken up before Kakashi. You were tucked into his side and savoring the closeness when everything you two did the night before came rushing back. You immediately scrambled away from him in panic. Kakashi was naked, and so were you.
When Kakashi woke up, he would remember everything too. You debated leaving him and heading back to the village by yourself so you wouldn’t have to face him. You quietly put your clothes on and gathered your things. You were still thinking about potential escape plans when you saw movement from the futon. Kakashi was sitting up.
“What are you doing?” he asked. His voice was deep and raspy from sleep, and you hated the way it sent a flare of heat through your body.
“Nothing,” you stammered. “We just slept late and should get back to the village.”
Kakashi looked at you with his messy hair.
“Right...” he said. “Is everything okay?”
You nodded even though you must’ve looked like an idiot.
“Yeah, everything’s fine,” you lied and picked your backpack off the floor. “I’ll wait for you downstairs,” you said and then made a beeline for the door before Kakashi could say anything else.
When the door closed behind you, you stood in the hallway and took a deep breath. You told yourself to get it together. You had to travel back to the village with Kakashi, but once you were back, you wouldn’t have to see him and could escape the embarrassment of what you’d done.
Kakashi didn’t take long to get ready. You’d only been waiting in the lobby of the inn for a few minutes before he came down.
“Should we go?” Kakashi asked.
“Yeah,” you said, avoiding his eyes.
The two of you set off in silence. You ran fast through the woods to avoid conversation. During the times when you needed to stop for rest, Kakashi looked at you like he wanted to say something, but you avoided his gaze. He left you alone to your thoughts.
You finally relaxed once you arrived at the entrance of the Hidden Leaf. You walked ahead of Kakashi through the village as you made your way to the Hokage’s office. When you knocked on Tsunade’s door, she invited you inside.
“I take it your mission was successful then?” Tsunade asked.
“Yes ma’am,” you said while Kakashi took the book manuscript out of his bag.
Out of nowhere, a giant toad appeared in the window. Jiraiya clambered off of it and launched himself into the Hokage’s office.
“So did you get it?” he asked eagerly. “Please tell me you got it.”
“Calm down, Jiraiya. It’s right here,” Tsunade said, holding out the manuscript. Jiraiya ran up to her and snatched it out of her hand.
“Thank you! You don’t know how much I-,” Jiraiya coughed, “I mean the author appreciates this.”
“Of course,” Kakashi said. The sound of his voice made you turn to look at him. He was just standing there, but it made the memories of last night flash into your mind. You blushed and turned away.
“You didn’t have any trouble?” Tsunade asked, looking between you and Kakashi. You both looked at each other for a moment, but then quickly looked away.
“No trouble,” you answered. Lady Tsunade looked between the two of you skeptically, like she knew there was something going on, but she let you go without further questions.
The awkwardness returned as you and Kakashi left the building together. You didn’t know what to say to him. You knew you’d have to say goodbye or something, but you really didn’t want to talk to him.
When you were on the street, you turned to him.
“Well, that mission wore me out, so I’m going to head home. See you, Kakashi,” you said and quickly turned to walk away.
“Wait,” Kakashi called. You paused and reluctantly turned around. “Can I walk you home?” he asked.
“No, that’s okay,” you replied. Kakashi’s brow furrowed.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’ll see you later,” you said and then left before Kakashi could say anything else. He stood on the street, watching you leave.
---
It had been nearly two weeks since you got back from your mission with Kakashi. You hadn’t seen him, but that was because you were avoiding him. You didn’t go anywhere you knew he or his friends were likely to be. So far, it had worked.
Avoiding thoughts of him, however, had not worked. At night, the images of you and Kakashi came flooding back. They were clear. You had remembered every detail, from the way he’d kissed your skin to the way he’d whispered the words “beautiful” and “good girl” into your ear. And every time you thought about him, you’d have to take a cold shower.
You were in your apartment and planning to have a peaceful night to yourself. You had even bought a book to get your mind off of Kakashi. You had just sat down to read it when you heard a knock at your door.
You got up to answer it, thinking it might be one of your friends. When you opened the door, you wished you hadn’t.
Kakashi stood there. He wasn’t in shinobi gear, only wearing a pair of sweatpants and a faded t-shirt.
“Hi,” he said, almost sounding shy.
“H-hi,” you replied after a moment. You didn’t move or say anything else.
“Can we talk?” Kakashi asked hesitantly.
It was the very thing you’d been trying so hard to avoid. You felt embarrassed. You didn’t want Kakashi to tell you that what had happened was a mistake, which is what you’d convinced yourself he thought. There was no way he wouldn’t have regretted doing something like that with you. He was Kakashi Hatake, and you were just you.
You looked at him. As much as you didn’t want to have this conversation, you felt that you owed it to him as a friend.
“Okay, sure,” you said, stepping aside to let Kakashi enter your apartment.
You closed the door behind him and walked to your couch. He followed you. You both sat down, leaving some space between you. It was silent as the two of you looked at each other.
“What did you want to talk about?” you asked to break the silence, but you immediately felt stupid because it was obvious why he was here.
Kakashi’s eyes glanced across your face.
“I feel like I should apologize,” he said unexpectedly.
“Apologize for what?” you asked.
“I don’t like how we left things after that night,” Kakashi answered. He paused, and then continued, “It didn’t feel right.”
You still weren’t sure what he meant. Was he saying he regretted what happened?
“Oh,” you said quietly. “You don’t need to worry. I know it was just a one-time thing.”
You thought you had said the right thing, but Kakashi didn’t look happy. His brows were furrowed.
“And if you regret it, that’s okay too. I’m the one who should be sorry-” you began to say, trying to make things right, but Kakashi cut you off.
“I don’t regret it,” he said. You blinked at him.
“You don’t?” you asked with doubt.
“No,” he said again.
“But why not?” you asked. Kakashi looked confused.
“You’re the one who sounds like they regret it,” he said, and you heard the disappointment in his voice.
You were beginning to feel frustrated. Why didn’t he understand?
“How could I not regret it?” you said, tired of keeping your feelings inside. “We’ve been friends for years, but I’ve had a massive crush on you for so long,” you continued. Kakashi remained silent, and the words kept coming, “I thought I could control it, but then that stupid book got in my head and I ruined everything. I ruined our friendship.”
You suddenly felt the urge to cry. You looked down at your legs to try to calm yourself down. Kakashi was quiet.
“I’m sorry. You probably don’t want to hear all of this,” you said.
Kakashi put his hand on your leg. You looked up at him. He was looking back at you with an intensity to his gaze.
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted you?” Kakashi asked. You just stared at him in shock, not knowing what to do or say. You were convinced that your feelings had always been one sided, but now Kakashi was telling you they weren’t? Your head was spinning.
“I’ve watched and wanted you for years,” Kakashi confessed. One of his hands came up to cup your cheek. “I watched you become this incredible woman, and I wanted you like crazy, but I was too afraid to do anything. I was too afraid to mess this up.”
You sat in stunned silence as Kakashi’s thumb gently rubbed the skin beneath your eye.
“And then when you started asking me about that book, when you looked at me like you were imagining me doing those things to you… I couldn’t stop myself anymore,” Kakashi’s voice was low as he spoke. “So, if anyone should apologize, it’s me.”
You couldn’t believe what he was telling you. So many emotions were running through your head, but the strongest one was relief. You were relieved that you hadn’t permanently screwed things up. You were relieved that despite all odds, Kakashi felt the same way about you.
You leaned into his hand on your face.
“No,” you whispered. “You don’t have to apologize.”
Kakashi sighed like he was feeling the same relief you were. As you looked into his eyes, your feelings settled. You knew what you wanted, and you were done denying it.
Kakashi had left some space between you when he sat on the couch, and it was suddenly too much. You needed to be close to him. With shaky hands, you reached up to Kakashi’s face, pulling him closer. He obliged easily and closed the small space between you. His leg brushed yours as he settled next to you.
You held Kakashi’s face, and his eyes were completely focused on you. You trailed your fingers down until they reached his mask.
“Kakashi,” you breathed. He knew what you were asking for. His hands grabbed your wrists, and you thought he was going to stop you, but he didn’t. He just kept his hands over yours as you pulled his mask down.
When it was off, you stared at Kakashi’s face. You knew that this was him being vulnerable. He was allowing you to see something that no one else got to.
And it was beautiful. Your hands traced the sides of his face, over his cheeks, down to his full lips. You took all of him in. Kakashi watched as you did, gauging your reaction to seeing him fully for the first time.
“Wow,” was all you could say. “You’re beautiful.”
Kakashi smiled at your reaction, and it nearly took your breath away. You couldn’t believe you were actually looking at his face.
“You’re the beautiful one,” Kakashi said, making you blush.
You looked at each other. Your eyes flickered down to Kakashi’s lips and back up. He smirked like he knew what you were thinking, but then Kakashi leaned forward with his eyes focused on your lips, and you knew he was thinking the same thing.
You couldn’t wait any longer as you surged forward and crashed your mouth against his. You knew what it felt like to have his mouth all over your skin, but this was completely different. Kakashi’s lips were soft and warm against yours as he kissed you hungrily, like he’d been waiting for this just as long as you had.
One of Kakashi’s hands rested on your neck, and the other cupped the side of your face, pulling you closer to him as he kissed you. You moaned softly as you tilted your head to deepen the kiss. Your hands found Kakashi’s hair, and you ran them through the soft strands, pulling them lightly. Kakashi groaned when he felt it and pulled you into his lap. Kakashi likes his hair pulled, you thought, filing away that information for later.
You straddled Kakashi’s hips and kissed him over and over again. His tongue slipped past your lips as you placed your hands on his shoulders. He explored your mouth unhurriedly, as if he had all the time in the world. His kisses were a promise that this wouldn’t be the last time, so there was no need to rush.
Summary: On a Friday night after a long month of missions, Naruto decides it’s time to throw a party. Chaos ensues, feelings are exposed, and someone definitely should’ve kept an eye on Lee.
Warnings/tags: 18+, mdni, smut, threesome (m/m/f), no Uchiha massacre, friends to lovers, konoha 12, they're all having hangxiety in the morning
5:00pm…
Naruto and Sakura sat at the counter inside Ichiraku Ramen.
“Man, I’m exhausted,” Naruto said, stretching his arms above his head. He was wearing a black t-shirt, and Sakura did her best to ignore the way his toned biceps stretched with the movement.
“Tell me about it,” Sakura sighed. “Lady Tsunade has been working us to death with all of these missions.”
Ayame came over and placed their bowls of ramen on the counter. Naruto and Sakura both thanked her as the smell of the delicious food wafted over them.
“No Sasuke today?” Ayame asked curiously. She was used to seeing the three of them joined at the hip and had a secret bet that despite their label as “really close friends,” there was something else going on between them. She just wasn’t sure what.
“He’s having dinner with his family,” Naruto said.
Ayame nodded. Before she walked away, she looked at Naruto and Sakura and gave them a mischievous smile.
“Enjoy your date!” she called as she walked back to the kitchen. A blush simultaneously appeared on Naruto and Sakura’s faces.
“Wh-what? We’re not-” Naruto stammered, but it was too late as Ayame was already gone.
Sakura couldn’t help but laugh at the flustered expression on Naruto’s face. It was cute that he still got embarrassed whenever people thought they were together, which happened a lot. It also happened with Sasuke. Everyone seemed to be convinced that Sakura had to be dating at least one of them, and Ino constantly asked her what was going on.
The truth was that even Sakura didn’t know. While Naruto and Sasuke were her closest friends, and friends was all they were, Sakura was experiencing immensely confusing feelings.
For a long time, her thoughts had been filled only of Sasuke. His dark hair and eyes had always featured in her late-night fantasies, but they were teammates and friends, so Sakura had done her best to push those feelings aside for the sake of professionalism—though they had never really left.
And then there was Naruto.
If someone had told thirteen-year-old Sakura that one day she’d be kept awake by thoughts of Naruto, she would’ve called them crazy. But then he had grown up, and something changed. The casual touches he always placed on her shoulders and back, which Sakura had previously thought of as nothing more than friendly touches, started to make her heart race. Naruto had also started cutting his blond hair slightly shorter, and at some point, a revolutionary thought hit Sakura: Naruto is hot.
Sakura’s fantasies began to include Naruto. She imagined what it’d be like to have his hands on her body, imagined his lips on her skin—imagined how Sasuke would fit into that picture.
Naruto and Sasuke’s relationship was another entirely confusing thing for Sakura. She’d never said anything about it, knowing that they’d just call her stupid, but she’d witnessed many arguments between them where she was convinced it would end with them making out instead of hitting each other. It was a weird sort of tension that neither of them seemed to want to address.
“You okay?” Naruto’s voice brought Sakura out of her thoughts and back to the present.
“Yeah, sorry,” Sakura apologized, pushing her thoughts away.
Naruto looked at her and then smiled deviously.
“I think I know what we need,” he declared, and the tone of his voice made it clear that he had an idea that couldn’t end well. “One of Naruto Uzumaki’s legendary parties.”
“Oh god,” Sakura said. Every time Naruto hosted a party, things always managed to get out of control, but they were undeniably fun.
“Come on, Sakura. It’ll be great. Everyone’s back from missions and needs to blow off steam. We need this,” Naruto pleaded.
Sakura thought about it for a moment. She did think it would be fun to get everyone together, and she could use a good night out.
“Okay, let’s do it,” Sakura agreed. Naruto pumped his fist in celebration.
“Yes! Let me text Sasuke,” he said, pulling out his phone. They’d become popular throughout the five great nations and made communicating a lot easier.
Group Message: Team seven aka Naruto’s hoes
Naruto: Party tonight? Sakura’s in.
Sasuke: Oh no. Sakura, why did you agree to this?
Sakura: I think it’ll be fun!
Sasuke: …
Naruto: C’mon man. You know you want to.
Sasuke: Fine. What time?
Sakura: Yay!!
Naruto: Meet at my place at 9:30!
Sasuke: I’ll be there.
Sasuke: Also change the group name, idiot.
Naruto and Sakura put their phones down.
“Alright! Sasuke’s in!” Naruto cheered. Sakura couldn’t help but feel excited. It’d been a while since they’d all had a fun night.
“I’ll text Ino and the girls. I think Temari is also in town, so this’ll be great,” Sakura said.
“I’ll check if the other guys are in,” Naruto replied.
Sakura smiled as she felt anticipation build up inside her. She just hoped that the night wouldn’t end in disaster.
___
8:00pm…
Temari wasn’t quite sure how she’d ended up in Ino’s bedroom getting ready for a party, but here she was.
“Ugh, I don’t know what to wear,” Ino complained as she threw her clothes around the room. From Temari’s perspective, it seemed like she had quite a lot of options and just needed to pick one, but she guessed it wasn’t that simple.
“Ino, stop throwing your clothes everywhere!” Tenten yelled as a shirt landed on her face. Ino ignored her and continued to look through her closet.
“Can I borrow this?” Sakura asked, holding up a black dress that presumably belonged to Ino. Ino paused to look at Sakura, and then she smiled mischievously.
“Wow, you trying to impress someone?” Ino teased.
“Wha-no, I’m not,” Sakura immediately replied, but Temari saw her cheeks turn pink.
Hinata was sitting on Ino’s bed watching the chaos with a soft smile, so Temari walked over to join her. She didn’t know Hinata all that well, but she seemed like a sweet girl.
“It’s nice that everyone’s together,” Hinata said and turned to smile at Temari.
“Yes, I appreciate being invited,” Temari replied, returning Hinata’s smile.
Temari was in Konoha because she’d been tasked with proctoring the chunin exams again along with Shikamaru. Over the years, Temari had gotten to know Shikamaru well, and she secretly looked forward to the times when they got to see each other. If anyone were to ask, Temari would deny it, but she’d been harboring a substantial crush on him for a while.
Shikamaru was intelligent, witty, and good-looking, and Temari had been doing her best to keep her feelings a secret throughout the chunin exams.
Ino suddenly walked up to her holding a shirt and skirt.
“Here,” she said, handing the clothing to Temari. Temari looked at it skeptically.
“Oh, that’s okay,” she replied. “I can just wear what I’m wearing now.”
“But that’s what you’ve been wearing all day,” Ino pouted.
Temari considered the clothes. Maybe it would be nice to dress up for once, and this would be the perfect occasion.
“And not that it matters, but Shikamaru once told me that he likes it when girls wear short skirts,” Ino said. She gave Temari a knowing smile before leaving the clothes on the bed and walking away.
Temari felt her face heat up a million degrees. She knew that Shikamaru would naturally be at Naruto’s party, but the reality was beginning to set in. She had never interacted with him in a setting like that before.
“Shikamaru, huh?” Sakura asked suggestively as she walked over to the bed. “I had a feeling.”
Temari blushed even harder and looked at the floor.
“It’s not like that,” she grumbled. Sakura giggled at Temari’s flustered state which was so unlike her usual stoic demeanor
Ino, overhearing their conversation, said from her closet, “Shikamaru talks about you a lot. He’s just a complete fucking idiot when it comes to girls.”
Temari couldn’t help the way she perked up after hearing that. Was it really true that Shikamaru talked about her? He was always so hard to read and Temari had convinced herself that there was no way he thought about her as much as she thought about him.
Ino finally emerged from her closet wearing a tight skirt and tank top. She seemed to have finally settled on an outfit. She was also holding a bottle of vodka under her arm and shot glasses in her hands.
“Alright, it’s time,” Ino declared. The five girls gathered around Ino’s dresser on which she placed the glasses and proceeded to fill them.
“Cheers!” They all clinked their glasses and downed the alcohol.
Temari wasn’t sure if it was the influence of the alcohol or something else, but after she had taken a couple shots, she walked over to the bed to pick up the clothes that Ino had given her and then walked into the bathroom to change.
___
9:15pm…
Shikamaru sipped his beer as he and Naruto set up bottles of alcohol on Naruto’s kitchen counter. He and the other guys had come over early to help Naruto get ready.
“Thanks for helping, man,” Naruto said as he tore open a package of plastic cups.
“It’s no problem,” Shikamaru replied.
While he helped Naruto, Kiba and Lee were standing on opposite sides of Naruto’s kitchen table playing a match of beer pong, though the cups on Lee’s side were filled with water as a precaution, while Neji and Sai watched. Choji and Shino were setting up snacks, but the supply slowly dwindled as Choji kept eating them in the process.
Shikamaru noticed that someone was missing.
“Is Sasuke coming tonight?” he asked Naruto.
“Yeah, he’s just running late because he was having dinner with his family,” Naruto replied smiling.
Shikamaru looked at his friend. He wasn’t sure if anyone else noticed, but Naruto got a certain look on his face whenever he talked about Sasuke. It was the same look he got when he talked about Sakura, and his feelings for her were obvious.
“I see,” Shikamaru said, placing a bottle of sake on the counter. Once Naruto was finished arranging the cups, he turned to face Shikamaru.
“Sooo...” Naruto said, and he had a teasing smile on his face as he spoke, “Sakura told me that Temari is in town.”
Shikamaru cursed the way that the mere mention of her name made his blood pressure spike. He’d been doing his best to control himself until the chunin exams were over and Temari would return to the Hidden Sand, but it was becoming harder and harder.
“Yeah, so?” Shikamaru replied while trying his best to seem unbothered. Naruto raised an eyebrow.
“Dude, it’s so obvious that you two like each other,” Naruto said and crossed his arms. Shikamaru paused for a moment before placing another bottle on the counter.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he finally said.
Shikamaru had convinced himself that he and Temari would never work out, the main reason being that she lived in a different village, so even if by some impossible chance Temari returned his feelings, it wouldn’t be worth pursuing a relationship with her.
“If you say so,” Naruto replied while opening a beer.
The font door opened, and Shikamaru was saved from having to talk more about his feelings for Temari as Sasuke walked in. He didn’t miss the way that Naruto paused mid-sip to stare at Sasuke wearing a tight-fitting t-shirt.
Shikamaru took that as his cue to leave. He walked away and joined Choji at the snack station.
“You want some?” Choji asked with his mouth full of chips. He held the bowl out to Shikamaru who took one. As he chewed, Shikamaru glanced at the door and wondered when the girls would be arriving—but he was mostly wondering about a certain blond wind-style user.
“When’s Temari getting here?” Choji asked as if he could read Shikamaru’s mind. Shikamaru took a deep breath and shrugged.
“Whenever the other girls get here,” he replied. Choji looked his friend knowlingly.
“You should tell her how you feel before she leaves again,” Choji said matter-of-factly while picking up another chip.
“I don’t need this from you, too,” Shikamaru groaned.
“Ino would say the same thing,” Choji said.
Shikamaru sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. This party was starting to become a real drag.
___
9:20pm…
Sasuke could hear the noise inside of Naruto’s apartment before he even walked inside. It seemed that the party had already started. He would need a drink immediately.
Sasuke opened the door and stepped inside. There was music playing, and shouts were coming from where Kiba and Lee were engaged in an intense match of beer pong. He looked around and saw Naruto standing by the kitchen counter. They made eye contact, and Sasuke walked over to him.
“Nice of you to come early,” Naruto greeted him, beer in hand.
“Only because you asked me to,” Sasuke scoffed.
Naruto smirked and then took a sip of his drink. Sasuke couldn’t help the way his eyes fell to Naruto’s lips around the bottle, but he immediately looked away when he caught himself.
Sasuke’s eyes landed on the fridge, and he walked over to it and took out a beer. He knew he wouldn’t make it through the night sober. Once he opened the bottle and nodded hi to Shikamaru, he walked back over to Naruto.
“Wait, come on, I have this awesome new training outfit to show you,” Naruto said and turned to walk in the direction of his bedroom. Sasuke grudgingly followed him.
Naruto’s bedroom was a familiar space. Sasuke had spent countless hours in here with Naruto and Sakura just talking or doing other stupid things, so he didn’t need to ask as he promptly sat on Naruto’s bed while Naruto walked over to his closet.
Sasuke watched as he opened the closet door and looked inside. He took a sip of his beer, and then paused when Naruto pulled his shirt over his head. Sasuke had seen Naruto shirtless plenty of times, but there was always something about seeing it in the privacy of his bedroom that made Sasuke’s skin heat.
Over the years, Naruto had packed on muscle. The scrawny kid who Sasuke remembered from their childhood had disappeared and been replaced by someone who Sasuke couldn’t help but stare at. He watched the defined muscles of Naruto’s back move as he reached into his closet and pulled out a jacket and shirt. Sasuke forced himself to look away when Naruto reached above his head to pull on the new shirt.
Get it together, Sasuke told himself.
He was convinced that he’d been cursed for something he did in a past life because why else would he be stuck on a team with two people who filled his head with distracting thoughts?
Having Sakura as a teammate was hard enough. Her vanilla scent and green eyes drove Sasuke crazy (plus the tight spandex shorts she wore to their training sessions), and all the times he’d caught her staring at his body and at his lips made him want to forget that they were supposed to be just friends and teammates.
And then Sasuke’s brain (and dick) had decided to do something even more stupid and make him realize that Naruto was also ridiculously hot. Gender didn’t really matter to Sasuke when it came to attraction, but literally anything else would’ve been better than finding Naruto, his best friend, attractive. Plus, he was convinced that Naruto was straight. He’d had an obvious crush on Sakura since childhood, and as far as Sasuke knew, Naruto only fucked girls.
So now Sasuke was stuck with feelings for both of his closest friends, and he kept them a secret because acting on them could only end in disaster.
“What do you think?” Naruto asked. His voice pulled Sasuke out of his thoughts.
“It looks just like every other outfit you have,” Sasuke replied, and it did. It seemed like Naruto was physically unable to purchase clothing that didn’t have at least a little bit of orange on it.
“Oh, come on,” Naruto pouted. “Wait, you have to see it with the pants, too.”
Sasuke put up a hand to stop him immediately.
“Please keep your pants on,” Sasuke said. Naruto looked at him, and then smirked infuriatingly.
“Why? Afraid you might see something that’ll make you insecure?” Naruto teased. He took a step toward Sasuke.
“I doubt it,” Sasuke replied, meeting Naruto’s blue eyes. He really didn’t want to engage in a conversation about his best friend’s dick, but Sasuke was never one to let Naruto win an argument.
“Oh really? You’ve never even seen it,” Naruto challenged.
“I don’t need to,” Sasuke retorted.
“I bet you’d like to.”
That promptly shut Sasuke up. Naruto smirked, knowing that he’d won whatever contest they had just finished.
“You’re an idiot,” Sasuke said. He hoped that the blush he was feeling wasn’t showing on his face.
Naruto chuckled, and the two of them looked at each other for a long moment. It was broken when they heard the front door open and more voices joined the party. It seemed like the girls had arrived.
Naruto walked back to his closet to change into his original shirt, and Sasuke took that as his cue to leave. He got up from the bed and walked outside.
Sasuke immediately realized that he was probably better off hiding in Naruto’s bedroom. Among the group of girls who’d arrived, his eyes met Sakura’s. She waved at him, but Sasuke was too busy staring at the dress she was wearing to notice. It wasn’t one he’d ever seen her wear before, and it made Sasuke’s brain short-circuit.
Naruto emerged from his bedroom. He stood beside Sasuke and turned his head like he way about to say something to him, but then his eyes followed Sasuke’s gaze and he closed his mouth.
It seemed like it was going to be a tough night for both of them.
___
10:00pm…
Temari stood in Naruto’s kitchen sipping her drink. She knew that she wasn’t going to be able to avoid Shikamaru for much longer, but she continued to distract herself by talking to Tenten about ninja tools.
“I just love a good fan,” Tenten said enthusiastically. “Yours is amaaazing.”
“Oh, thank you,” Temari replied. She found Tenten’s drunk enthusiasm for weapons quite entertaining.
“Where’d you get it?” Tenten asked curiously.
“A weapons artisan in the Hidden Sand,” Temari answered.
“Ooh, I’ll have to go there one day. Will you take me?” Tenten pleaded.
“Sure,” Temari said. She laughed as Tenten cheered.
A moment later, Neji walked into the kitchen to get another drink. Tenten’s eyes fell on him, and she excused herself to go talk to him. Temari smiled as she watched them.
Naruto’s apartment was divided between the kitchen and living area with the guests spread out between them. Temari decided to join those in the other room, but before she could leave the kitchen, Shikamaru walked in.
Temari was alone, so she had no way to avoid him.
“Hey,” Shikamaru greeted her.
“Hi,” Temari said.
Shikamaru’s eyes quickly scanned up and down her body, and Temari did her best not to blush like crazy.
“You look nice,” he told her. If Temari wasn’t blushing before, she definitely was now.
“Thank you. They’re Ino’s clothes, so I can’t take credit,” Temari replied.
“I sort of figured,” Shikamaru said, laughing softly. “She can be a bit much sometimes.”
“No, she’s fun,” Temari replied. She smiled as she thought about how welcoming the girls always were to her.
Every time Temari came to the Leaf Village, she felt like she belonged. She knew her home and family were back in the Hidden Sand, but she could always see herself living here. It was a weird feeling.
Shikamaru returned her smile.
“So, you’re having fun?” he asked.
“I am actually,” Temari nodded. She heard raised voices from the other room, so she looked in that direction. “What’s going on in there?”
“A much too revealing game of ‘would you rather’,” Shikamaru sighed. “Ino just admitted that she’d rather fuck Guy-sensei than have to use Shino’s beetle jutsu for a day.”
Temari couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her.
“That’s certainly a hard one,” she said.
Shikamaru nodded in agreement and then walked past her to get to the drinks on the counter. As he walked, Temari caught his scent. While she wasn’t one to condone a habit like smoking, the smell of cigarettes had come to remind her of Shikamaru, and she’d be lying if she said she didn’t find it attractive.
Temari smelled it again as he walked back to her.
“I’m glad you’re here,” Shikamaru said.
“You are?” Temari asked. Her heart was suddenly going a hundred beats per minute.
“Uh, well, I just mean I’m glad that you get to take a break from the chunin exams. They’re so annoying,” Shikamaru replied and scratched his neck.
“Right,” Temari said awkwardly. She took a long sip of her drink.
“So, do you want to join the game in the other room? I can’t promise it won’t get weird, but it might be fun,” Shikamaru asked.
“Why not?” Temari agreed.
Shikamaru smiled and the two of them walked out of the kitchen together.
___
10:45pm…
Sakura stood on the small balcony attached to Naruto’s apartment. She was pleasantly drunk, and the lights of the city looked extra beautiful.
The combination of the alcohol and the large amount of people crammed into a relatively small space had caused Sakura to seek out some cooler air. The light breeze felt good against her hot skin.
The door leading out to the balcony opened, and Sakura turned her head to see Sasuke walk through it.
“Hey,” Sakura smiled at him.
“It’s a fucking furnace in there,” Sasuke complained, and Sakura laughed.
“Yeah, that’s why I’m out here,” she said.
Sasuke stood next to her and placed his hands on the railing. As he looked out over the city, the wind ruffled his black hair. Sakura didn’t know how it was possible for someone to look like him. Sasuke had only grown more handsome over the years, and every time Sakura looked at him, she didn’t want to look away.
Sasuke glanced at Sakura with a smirk on his face.
“You’re staring,” he said. There was a light pink blush on his cheeks, so Sakura could tell he was drunk. She immediately looked away when he caught her.
“Sorry,” she quickly apologized.
Sasuke laughed softly and looked back out at the city. The two of them stood in companionable silence for a moment until the balcony door opened again. This time it was Naruto.
“So this is where you two went,” he said while closing the door behind him. Sasuke rolled his eyes, but there was no real annoyance behind it.
“And it was just so peaceful out here,” Sasuke joked.
“I know right,” Sakura joined in.
She laughed at Naruto’s offended expression. He huffed and walked to stand on her other side.
“Fuck you guys,” he said. “You’d be bored without me.”
Sakura and Sasuke glanced at each other in a silent acknowledgement that he was right. They were each an essential part of their trio, and without one of them, it wouldn’t feel right. Sakura didn’t know exactly how to describe it to anyone else.
“Successful party so far?” Sakura asked Naruto.
“I’d say so. I’m pretty sure I saw Kiba and Hinata making out by the bathroom,” Naruto said.
“Seriously?” Sasuke asked.
“It’s about time! She’s liked him for ages,” Sakura clapped in excitement.
Naruto turned to look at her, and his eyes roamed over her figure. Sakura hoped that the darkness was hiding the blush she knew was on her cheeks because the way he was looking at her made her feel just as warm as she had felt inside the apartment.
“Is that a new dress?” Naruto asked. Sakura blinked and shook her head.
“It’s Ino’s. I borrowed it,” Sakura replied.
“She has good taste,” Naruto said after a moment, and then he smirked and looked over her shoulder. “Right, Sasuke?”
Sakura looked at Sasuke, half expecting him not to be paying attention, but she was surprised when she saw him looking at her the same way that Naruto was. She caught his dark eyes lingering on her chest before he looked at her face.
“I suppose so,” Sasuke said. “You do look…” he paused for a moment, “nice.”
Naruto scoffed. “Wow, you sure know how to compliment a woman, Sasuke.”
“Shut up, loser,” Sasuke snapped.
Sakura looked between the two boys and laughed. Any complement from them made her heart soar.
“You both look nice too,” she said, smiling shyly. Naruto immediately returned the compliment with a shy smile of his own, turning away to run a hand through his hair. Sasuke huffed, but he was smiling too.
A loud crash suddenly came from inside the apartment, and the three of them looked at each other and then walked inside to see what had happened.
When she walked into the kitchen, Sakura saw Shikamaru and Ino holding Choji by the arms while Neji and Lee did their best to restrain Kiba. There was a broken glass bottle on the floor which Sakura guessed had been the source of the noise.
“What the hell happened?” Naruto asked when he walked in behind Sakura.
“I just wanted some chips and Choji freaked out!” Kiba yelled.
“You took the last handful,” Choji seethed.
“Just stop it you two,” Shikamaru said, grunting with the effort of holding Choji back. “There are more chips. You don’t need to fight over them.”
That seemed to calm Choji down, as he finally relaxed and Ino and Shikamaru let go of his arms. Neji and Lee also released Kiba who huffed and walked over to the fridge to get another drink.
Sai walked over to where Sakura, Naruto, and Sasuke were standing.
“Great party, Naruto,” Sai said with his practiced smile. Naruto huffed in amusement.
“Thanks, man,” he said.
While Naruto and Sasuke went to help Shikamaru clean up the glass, Sakura walked over to where the other girls were standing.
“Boys,” Ino chided and shook her head. All the girls nodded in agreement.
“I think it might be time to take this party somewhere else before anything else breaks. What do you say?” Sakura asked.
“Fuck yeah,” Ino cheered. “I want to dance.”
Temari, Tenten, and Hinata all smiled and agreed.
“I’ll tell Naruto,” Sakura said. She walked back across the kitchen to where Naruto was throwing away shards of glass in his trash can. He shut the lid and then looked at her.
“Are you up for some clubbing? It might be a better option so your apartment doesn’t get totally destroyed,” Sakura said.
Naruto nodded immediately.
“Good call. Once I clean this up, we can go,” he replied.
Sakura grinned. It seemed like the night was only getting started.
___
11:45pm…
Shikamaru vowed that he was never drinking again. Being under the influence of alcohol was the only reason he could come up with to explain why he had agreed to go out to the club when he never usually went.
Granted, Temari wasn’t usually the one asking him if he wanted to go, but that was beside the point.
Once Shikamaru and his friends made it inside one of Konoha’s most popular nightclubs, they split up among the available tables. It was a Friday, so naturally it was packed inside with people celebrating the beginning of the weekend.
After looking around, Ino and Choji spotted a booth for them to sit.
Before Shikamaru went to follow them, Temari, who was standing beside him, turned to him and asked, “Do you want to get a drink?”
Temari had to lean close to Shikamaru’s ear for him to hear her over the loud music. When she pulled back after she was done speaking, Shikamaru looked at her. They were standing so close together, and the strobing lights highlighted the contours of her face.
“Yeah,” Shikamaru said. He would need many more drinks to distract him before he did something stupid. Like kiss her.
Temari smiled and they walked over to the large bar. Once they had their drinks, they headed back to where Ino and Choji were seated. Temari sat down first, and Shikamaru sat tentatively beside her.
“Come on, Choji, let’s dance,” Ino suddenly said. Choji looked at her in confusion.
“But I don’t want to,” he replied, but then Ino gave him a sharp look, and he quickly said, “Oh, right, okay.”
Ino flashed Shikamaru a wink before she and Choji got up and walked away. Shikamaru sighed as he watched them. It was way too obvious what they were doing.
Temari took a sip of her drink, so Shikamaru did the same. He put the bottle back on the table when he was done and saw Temari looking at him with a small smile.
“I take it this isn’t your usual scene?” she asked. Shikamaru laughed.
“You could say that,” he said.
“Yeah, I’m sure you’d rather be playing shogi or laying around doing nothing,” Temari replied. Shikamaru was about to refute that assumption (she was right), but then she said, “But I’ve had fun tonight, so thank you.”
Shikamaru was a bit surprised. He didn’t think of himself as a particularly fun guy, but if Temari was enjoying her night, he was happy.
“You don’t need to thank me. It was Naruto’s party,” he said, and Temari laughed.
“Not just for that. You’re surprisingly nice and accommodating every time I’m assigned a mission in the Hidden Leaf,” she replied. Shikamaru hoped that he wasn’t blushing.
“Only because it’s my job,” he huffed. “It’d be a real pain if you got lost or something happened to you and Lady Hokage blamed me.”
Temari looked at him, and Shikamaru met her eyes.
“That’s the only reason?” Temari asked.
As Shikamaru looked at her, his head felt fuzzy. They were sitting close enough that if he moved his leg an inch, it would touch hers. It was like there was no one else around as Shikamaru’s gaze dropped to her mouth. Temari’s lips were shinier than usual from the lip-gloss she was wearing, and Shikamaru felt his heartrate become erratic. If he just moved his head forward…
Something stopped him.
“Do you want another drink?” he asked, quickly leaning away from Temari. She blinked in confusion.
“Um, sure,” she replied. Shikamaru nodded and then got up.
“I’ll be right back,” he said.
Shikamaru cursed as he walked toward the bar. He was usually so calm and collected, but a few drinks almost had him making a huge mistake. He told himself again that there was no way he and Temari could ever work.
As Shikamaru waited for the drinks, Ino suddenly came up beside him.
“So, how’s it going with Temari?” she asked excitedly.
“I don’t know what you’re expecting,” Shikamaru replied. Ino rolled her eyes.
“You’re an idiot,” she said.
“Why is that?” Shikamaru huffed.
“Because she likes you,” Ino replied.
Shikamaru paused. Temari liked him? That couldn’t be true, could it? He looked at Ino to see if she was joking, but she was looking at him sincerely.
“I don’t know how someone as smart as you can’t see it,” Ino said. She turned away from him and ordered a drink from the bartender.
Once Shikamaru had his drinks, he walked back to Temari. She smiled as he put the drinks on the table.
“Is everything okay?” Temari asked.
Shikamaru still didn’t fully believe what Ino had told him, so he decided to put it out of his mind. Temari was his friend at the end of the day, and things didn’t need to be awkward.
“Yeah,” Shikamaru said. He sat down next to her.
After that, the two of them kept drinking and talking. Talking to Temari was easy. She understood how Shikamaru’s brain worked, and she made him laugh. It reminded him about why he liked her so much in the first place. Before Shikamaru knew it, he was on his fourth drink, and for once, he had no desire to go home.
“I just can’t believe how long it’s been since then,” Temari said. Apparently drinking brought out her nostalgic side, as she was reminiscing about the first time she came to the Leaf Village to take the chunin exams.
“It’s hard not to feel old when we have to watch a whole new generation of kids take the exams,” Shikamaru replied.
“I’m just glad that you actually became a jonin. I thought it’d be too much work for you,” Temari smirked. While Shikamaru would normally be offended by the implication that he was lazy, he just laughed.
“I guess I had to grow up at some point,” he said.
Shikamaru then moved his leg and it accidentally touched Temari’s. Over the course of the night, they’d moved progressively closer together in the booth, but Shikamaru was doing his best to avoid touching her. The contact sent a sudden jolt through his body. He was expecting Temari to move her leg away, but she didn’t, and neither did he.
“I’d say you grew up well,” Temari said quietly. If Shikamaru wasn’t right next to her, he wouldn’t have been able to hear her voice over the music.
“Really?” Shikamaru asked. Temari’s leg pushed against his as she nodded.
“You’ve become important to your village like I always knew you would,” Temari replied.
Shikamaru wasn’t sure what to say. He didn’t know if it was the alcohol loosening her tongue, but he wasn’t used to receiving complements from her. It made him feel weird. A good weird.
“Um, thank you,” Shikamaru finally said, looking away to try to hide his blush.
Temari smiled. After a moment, she reached out her hand to the side of Shikamaru’s face. She touched the earring on that side that he always wore.
“You still wear these,” Temari said. Shikamaru sat still.
“You don’t like them?” he asked. Temari shook her head.
“No, I do,” she said.
Temari’s hand lingered on his face, and Shikamaru felt like he was in a trance. He couldn’t look away from her as he reached up his own hand to hold Temari’s and slowly brought it down from his face to his lap.
Shikamaru saw Temari look down at their intertwined hands and then back up at his face. She looked into his eyes for a moment, and then Shikamaru thought he was imagining things, but he wasn’t—Temari had glanced down at his lips.
There was no mistaking that look. She wanted to kiss him. Had Ino been right? Shikamaru’s brain was running as fast as his pulse, but right before he was about to stop thinking and say fuck it and finally crash their mouths together, someone came running up to their table.
The moment was broken.
“We have a problem,” Choji said.
___
12:00am…
Naruto looked around the club. He stood by the bar with Sakura and Sasuke waiting for their drinks.
“It’s crowded in here,” Naruto said.
“What an observation,” Sasuke replied sarcastically. Naruto shot him an annoyed look.
“You two never stop, do you?” Sakura said with an amused expression.
Naruto didn’t know what it was about Sasuke that got under his skin so much. Well, he did know, but it had taken him many years to figure out.
It was confusing. Naruto had realized pretty much immediately that he liked Sakura. Ever since the day when he walked into his academy class for the first time, he had fallen for her hopelessly, but Sakura had made it clear all those years ago that she didn’t feel the same. Despite that, Naruto’s feelings had never gone away even as he attempted relationships with other girls.
Until somewhat recently, Naruto had lived his life believing he was only attracted to girls. He had never thought a guy was hot. That was what confused him about Sasuke.
Naruto didn’t realize it right away, unlike with Sakura. He’d always thought Sasuke was an annoying idiot who just happened to be blessed with the Uchiha genes, and that was still true, but he was also Naruto’s best friend and someone he admired when it came to ninjutsu (though Naruto would never tell him that).
His friendship with Sasuke was important, so one day when the two of them were training and Naruto managed to pin Sasuke to the ground, Naruto was confused about why Sasuke had looked at him like that, and why his own heart had started beating rapidly in response. Friends weren’t supposed to act that way, but their friendship had always been something more, Naruto just hadn’t realized it.
He started to see Sasuke differently after that. Naruto caught himself looking every time Sasuke lifted his shirt, and eventually he had to wonder why he hadn’t realized how attractive Sasuke was before. Naruto was beginning to think he might have a problem. It wasn’t normal to want to fuck both of your best friends, but here he was.
“Do you want to find a table, Sasuke?” Sakura asked sweetly. Sasuke grumbled, but then he walked away while Naruto and Sakura waited for the drinks.
Once the bartender placed them on the counter, Naruto picked up his and Sasuke’s and turned around only to find Sasuke standing behind them looking like he’d just seen a ghost.
“What happened to the table?” Naruto asked.
“My brother is here,” Sasuke replied.
Naruto looked at Sakura and then they both laughed at Sasuke’s reaction.
“Seriously? Itachi is here?” Naruto asked.
“Who else?” Sasuke sniped.
“Who’s he with?” Sakura asked.
“I didn’t want him to see me, so I didn’t look,” Sasuke said.
Naruto looked around, and sure enough, he saw Itachi sitting at a table with three other people. It seemed like Sasuke hadn’t gone unnoticed after all, as Itachi turned around and waved at the three of them.
“Uh oh, looks like he saw you,” Naruto said amusedly. Sasuke cursed which made Naruto laugh, but then he looked closer at the people Itachi was with, and Naruto also cursed. “He’s with Kakashi-sensei.”
“Are you serious?” Sakura asked in disbelief. She looked in the same direction as Naruto, and then she gasped. “Oh god, Captain Yamato and Guy-sensei are also with him.”
“This is embarrassing,” Sasuke muttered.
Naruto couldn’t help but find it a little funny that they were at the club with their senseis. He didn’t think they were the going out type. Maybe it was a special occasion.
“I guess we have to say hi now or it’ll be awkward,” Sakura sighed.
After a moment, the three of them walked up to their table. Naruto was holding Sasuke’s arm so he couldn’t leave.
“Funny seeing you three,” Itachi greeted them when they reached the table. “I didn’t realize you were coming here tonight, Sasuke.”
“I don’t need to tell you everything,” Sasuke huffed.
“I suppose not,” Itachi laughed.
Sasuke could pretend, but Naruto knew how deeply he treasured his brother and how he was always trying to impress him. It sometimes made Naruto wish he had a sibling.
“You’re in the springtime of your youth! Good job getting out and enjoying it!” Guy declared. “Right, Kakashi?”
Naruto looked at Kakashi who seemed to be very drunk.
“I just can’t believe my little students have grown up so much,” Kakashi said, sounding like he was about to burst into tears.
“Don’t cry, Kakashi-sensei. It’s weird,” Naruto said.
“Oh boy,” Yamato sighed and looked at Kakashi with mild concern. “It might be time to take Kakashi home.”
“No way! The night is still young, just like us!” Guy cheered.
Yamato got up from his seat and walked over to Kakashi who looked like he had fallen asleep.
“Come on,” Yamato said and put Kakashi’s arm around his shoulders to maneuver him to his feet. Guy frowned but then he got up to help Yamato.
Before they left, Guy asked, “By the way, is Lee here?”
“I think so,” Naruto nodded.
“Make sure someone keeps an eye on him,” Guy said seriously.
Naruto worriedly tried to remember who was with Lee, but luckily Sakura said, “I think Neji’s with him.”
Guy nodded with approval and then he, Yamato, and an inebriated Kakashi walked away.
Before Itachi followed them, Naruto saw him say something to Sasuke that he couldn’t hear. Sasuke flushed with embarrassment and then Itachi gave the three of them a knowing smile before he left with his friends.
“What’d he say to you?” Naruto asked curiously.
“Something stupid,” Sasuke replied.
Naruto was curious, but he decided not to pry. The three of them sat down at the now empty table. Once they were seated, Naruto picked up his drink.
“Cheers to a great night so far!” he said.
“To us!” Sakura cheered and raised her glass. Sasuke followed suit, and then they all took a drink.
“It was surprising to see Itachi here. I didn’t really think he was the clubbing type,” Sakura said once she put her drink down.
Sasuke laughed while he took another sip of his drink.
“My parents have started to demand that the next Uchiha clan leader find a wife, so he’s been finding every excuse to get out of the house,” Sasuke replied.
“He doesn’t want to get married?” Sakura asked curiously.
“I think he does, just not right now,” Sasuke said.
The conversation about marriage suddenly made Naruto curious about Sakura and Sasuke’s romantic lives. When he thought about it, neither of them had ever had a serious relationship with anyone. For Sakura, Naruto figured it was because she’d always had feelings for Sasuke that were so far unreciprocated, but Naruto didn’t know why Sasuke had never been in a relationship.
“They’re not asking where your wife is?” Naruto asked, raising his eyebrows.
“I’m not the oldest so they don’t care as much,” Sasuke replied.
“But you constantly have girls coming up to you,” Naruto said. “There’s no one you’re interested in?”
Sasuke paused, and Naruto looked at him curiously. He saw that Sakura was also waiting for his reply.
“Not really,” Sasuke finally answered before taking a long sip of his drink.
Naruto narrowed his eyes. Not really? What did that mean? He looked at Sakura to see her reaction, and it seemed like they both knew that even if Sasuke did like someone, he wouldn’t tell them.
After sitting and drinking for a bit longer, Naruto could feel that he was getting properly drunk. He could tell that Sakura and Sasuke were as well because they were all laughing about things that they definitely wouldn’t have found as funny sober.
The table was relatively small, so Naruto was sitting right next to Sakura. At one point, she started to lean against him. Naruto wasn’t sure if she had meant to or if she was just drunk and didn’t realize, but the contact between the sides of their bodies made him feel warm.
Under the table, Naruto’s leg touched someone else’s. At first, he thought it was Sakura, but then he saw Sasuke look at him when he felt the contact. Neither of them moved their legs.
“Come on, let’s go dance,” Sakura suddenly declared.
She grabbed Naruto’s hand and hauled him to his feet, and then she went to grab Sasuke’s. He resisted at first, but then he relented and stood up to let Sakura lead them to the dance floor.
In his drunken state, Naruto couldn’t help but look at Sakura’s ass as she walked in front of him. Watching her in that dress had been torture for him all night.
The three of them made their way into the thick crowd of people who were dancing. Once they found a spot, Sakura stopped walking and turned around. Naruto felt awkward for a second, unsure of how Sakura would react if he tried to dance with her, but then he decided to throw caution to the wind and pulled Sakura against him.
All of Naruto’s reservations vanished when he saw Sakura smile. She wrapped her arms around his neck and Naruto’s hands found her hips. There was barely an inch of space between them. Naruto’s heart was beating rapidly as he looked into Sakura’s green eyes. He could feel her body against his as she moved to the music, and Naruto had to do his best to keep a shred of composure even though all he wanted to do was lean forward and kiss her.
Naruto then felt a hand brush his, and he saw Sasuke move behind Sakura and place his hands above Naruto’s on her waist. Sakura turned around to face Sasuke, her back now against Naruto’s front. Sasuke took a step closer to Sakura, and Naruto watched with rapt attention as she put her hands on Sasuke’s shoulders and he pulled her closer to him by her waist.
As Sakura’s body pressed against Sasuke’s, Naruto saw him give her a look that he’d never seen before. It was dark, but not the kind of look he’d give to an enemy. Sasuke then glanced at Naruto, and he realized that he had seen that look before. It was the same look Sasuke had given him when he had pinned him to the ground during training. It sent a sudden wave of heat through Naruto’s body.
As the three of them danced together, Naruto’s head became fuzzy. All he could focus on was the feeling of Sakura’s body against his and the movement of Sasuke’s hips against hers. Naruto decided to be bold and put his hand on Sakura’s outer thigh, and she responded by pressing her body into his which brought her ass into contact with his crotch. Naruto groaned, and then he ran his hand up her thigh and across the front of her body.
While Naruto’s hands were on Sakura, he saw that her hands were on Sasuke’s chest. They ran across the defined muscles that Naruto knew were there. Sasuke moved his hand down Sakura’s thigh and toyed with the hem of her dress, and then Sakura tilted her head back so it was resting against Naruto’s shoulder. When Sasuke’s hand dipped under her dress, Sakura reached her hand behind Naruto’s head and lightly grabbed his hair.
Naruto knew that he was entering dangerous territory. With the combination of Sakura’s ass grinding against his crotch, her hand in his hair, and Sasuke in front of him looking sexy as fuck, Naruto was getting more and more turned on.
Sakura’s neck was exposed, and Naruto moved his head so his breath ghosted over her skin. In his lust-filled state, all Naruto wanted to do was lean forward and press his lips against her neck, but a voice at the back of his mind told him that kissing her would be crossing a line. Friends didn’t do that.
Naruto didn’t think things could get worse for him, but then he made eye contact with Sasuke. Naruto knew immediately that Sasuke could tell what he’d been thinking about. Sasuke removed his hands from Sakura’s body and then slid around Naruto, his hands trailing over his body as he moved behind him.
Naruto shivered when he felt Sasuke press up against his back.
“You want to fuck her, don’t you?” Sasuke said. His mouth was right next to Naruto’s ear so Sakura couldn’t hear him.
“Are you saying you don’t?” Naruto replied breathlessly.
Sasuke didn’t say anything, but Naruto heard him laugh lowly.
“I’ll take that as a yes. I know you’re secretly a sucker for pretty girls,” Naruto said.
He waited for Sasuke’s reply, but it didn’t come. Instead, Naruto felt a hand on his shoulder, and then it ran down his back until it reached his hip.
“Just for girls?” Sasuke said, speaking directly into Naruto’s ear.
Naruto felt a jolt go through his body from Sasuke’s words. He didn’t know if Sasuke was just teasing him, but Naruto felt like his heart was going to explode. The feeling of being pressed between Sakura and Sasuke’s bodies was starting to become too much for him.
Sakura turned around to face Naruto. As he looked into her bright green eyes, the desire to kiss her became overwhelming. Naruto knew it would be a huge mistake. Sakura and Sasuke meant the world to him, and his desire for both of them went beyond a drunken kiss in a nightclub.
But then as Naruto glanced down at Sakura’s lips and she did the same to him, he was ready to forget about the consequences and do what he’d wanted to do for so long. Naruto leaned his head down, and then he barely had time to register Sakura angling her face to meet him before there was a loud crash. When they heard the sound, they both pulled away, pretending that nothing had happened.
The music stopped, and Naruto craned his neck to see what was going on. When he couldn’t see, he, Sakura, and Sasuke pushed their way out of the crowd of people to get to the site of the crash.
It looked like something had smashed into the ceiling, and when Naruto looked at the pile of rubble on the floor, he saw Lee lying on top of it passed out with a bottle of sake in his hand.
“So, I guess Neji wasn’t watching him then?” Sakura said cautiously.
Naruto groaned and put his face in his palm.
___
1:30am…
Temari couldn’t help but think that it was a rather fitting end to a night out with the Konoha bunch. It was only natural that a nightclub would be destroyed.
Once the situation had been dealt with and Lee promised to fix the damage, Temari exited the nightclub and walked onto the street. From there, everyone went their separate ways for the night. Temari watched as Shikamaru quickly spoke to Ino and Choji, and then he returned to her side as his teammates left.
“I’ll walk you home,” Shikamaru said.
Temari instantly blushed. The last thing she wanted to do was be alone with Shikamaru considering that she had nearly kissed him not long ago.
“You don’t have to. I can walk by myself,” Temari assured him.
“It’s my job, remember?” Shikamaru said, giving her a pointed look that said he wasn’t going to take no for an answer.
“Fine,” Temari relented.
The two of them walked in the direction of the small apartment that Temari was staying in. As they walked, the sounds of the nightlife district faded and were replaced by the chirps of crickets.
It would’ve been incredibly peaceful if not for the fact that Temari was hyper aware of Shikamaru’s presence beside her. She had to stop herself from glancing at him every five seconds.
Temari thought back to their interactions in the club. She had been ready to kiss Shikamaru, that was true, but she was also pretty certain that he had wanted to kiss her too. She knew she couldn’t have imagined the way he’d looked at her mouth, but Temari was also having a hard time believing that Shikamaru of all people would want to kiss her. Maybe he was just drunk.
From beside Shikamaru, Temari allowed herself to glance at his face. The light from the streetlamps highlighted his defined cheekbones. Temari knew she should look away, but she couldn’t.
“What?” Shikamaru asked. He’d evidently caught Temari staring, and she quickly looked away even though it was too late.
“Nothing,” Temari said.
Shikamaru raised an eyebrow indicating that he didn’t believe her, but then he looked away and kept walking. The two of them continued in silence for a few moments until Shikamaru spoke.
“You said earlier that you think I’m important to my village,” he said.
Temari blushed when she remembered that she had said that to him. She nodded her head shyly and then looked at Shikamaru to try to figure out why he had brought this up.
“I guess I wanted to tell you that I think the same of you,” Shikamaru said, and then he added, “That you’re important to your village, I mean.”
Temari looked at him with mild surprise. Of everyone in her life, Shikamaru was one of the people who Temari admired the most. He also wasn’t one to give complements, usually resorting to calling everything a drag, so his words meant a lot to her.
“Wow, I bet that was hard for you to admit,” Temari replied smugly, trying to cover up how happy his words made her.
“No, I was just being honest,” Shikamaru huffed.
Temari laughed and Shikamaru gave her a small smile in return. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a box of cigarettes. He brought one to his mouth and lit it. As Temari watched Shikamaru exhale the smoke, she knew she was fucked because she shouldn’t have found it so attractive.
After walking a bit longer, they reached Temari’s apartment building. Before they walked up the stairs, Shikamaru stubbed out his cigarette and then followed Temari to her door.
As they approached her apartment, Temari started to become nervous. The easiest thing to do would be to thank Shikamaru for walking her home and then say goodnight, but Temari didn’t want to do that. She didn’t want him to leave, but that would mean inviting him inside. Would he even say yes if she did?
They reached Temari’s door.
“So, this is me,” Temari said awkwardly. She turned around to face Shikamaru who nodded his head.
“Thanks for walking me home,” Temari said.
“It’s no problem,” Shikamaru replied. They both stood there, neither one of them making a move to leave.
“It’s good to know that you can be a gentleman,” Temari said. She knew that she was just saying things to try to keep Shikamaru talking so he wouldn’t leave.
Shikamaru scoffed. “Don’t get the wrong idea. It’s not like I’m your boyfriend or anything.”
“I didn’t say that,” Temari retorted, narrowing her eyes at him. “I’m sure being a boyfriend would be too much of a drag for you.”
“That’s not true,” Shikamaru replied defensively.
“Then why don’t you have a girlfriend?” Temari asked, her tone accusing.
“Why don’t you have a boyfriend?” Shikamaru shot back.
A tension suddenly became strong between them. Temari hadn’t meant to start an argument, but now that she had, she wasn’t going to let it go.
“I don’t know,” she sighed with exasperation. “There’s no one I’m interested in, I guess,” she continued, but she knew she was lying.
Shikamaru looked at her skeptically. “No one?”
He seemed to be insinuating something, but Temari just nodded her head. Shikamaru looked frustrated. He brought his arm up to rub his neck and then let it fall back to his side.
“Then what was that in the club?” Shikamaru challenged.
“What was what?” Temari asked.
“You know what I’m talking about,” Shikamaru said. When Temari didn’t say anything, he groaned in frustration and clarified, “You were about to kiss me.”
Temari of course knew what he had been referring to, but hearing him say it out loud made her heart start to race. She was sort of hoping he’d forgotten about it because of the likely chance that he didn’t feel the same way about her, but it appeared he hadn’t.
“And what if I had kissed you?” Temari asked. She was tired of dancing around the subject.
“What do you mean?” Shikamaru replied, sounding like the question had caught him off guard.
Temari looked at him. They were standing on the outdoor walkway in front of her apartment, and the light breeze blew loose strands of Shikamaru’s dark hair around his face.
“Forget it,” Temari sighed. She turned around and started fishing for her keys in the small pocket of Ino’s skirt.
Right before Temari was about to unlock her door, a hand caught her arm and stopped her.
“Wait,” Shikamaru said.
Temari paused, and then slowly turned around to face him again. Shikamaru’s hand stayed on her arm, and Temari looked at him confusedly. He took a deep breath before he spoke.
“Ino told me something tonight, and I need to know if it’s true,” Shikamaru said. He looked into Temari’s eyes, and she did her best not to shy away from his gaze.
“What did she tell you?” Temari asked quietly.
“She said you like me,” Shikamaru replied.
Temari looked away even though she knew that she wouldn’t be able to hide the furious blush that was coating her cheeks. She figured there was no point in lying anymore, and she was tired of keeping her feelings a secret.
“I guess Ino’s perceptive,” Temari mumbled, and then she looked back up at Shikamaru who was waiting for a clear answer.
“It’s true,” Temari breathed. “I like you. I have for a while.”
Once the words were out, Temari felt a sense of relief and then dread as she waited for Shikamaru to say something.
When he took too long, Temari began to panic.
“I’m sorry if I just made things weird between us,” she said quickly. “You can forget about it if you want to because I know you probably don’t like me back, but that’s okay and-”
“Of course I like you!” Shikamaru cut her off. “Is that not obvious?”
Temari blinked. She couldn’t quite believe what he had just said. Her brain was having trouble processing his words.
“Well, you’re not usually very expressive,” Temari responded after a moment.
Shikamaru looked at her and then laughed quietly. Temari was suddenly overcome by a sense of happiness that she’d never felt before. He likes me back! she screamed internally. She knew she was smiling like an idiot, but Shikamaru was smiling too.
“So, what happens now?” Temari asked.
“Whatever you want,” Shikamaru replied.
They looked at each other, and Temari felt a sense of anticipation begin to build. Her heart was beating rapidly. Shikamaru’s gaze dropped to her mouth, and it seemed like they both knew exactly what they wanted to happen.
“I can think of one thing,” Temari said quietly.
Their feelings were out there, and Temari felt like she’d made it clear what she wanted. All that was left was for one of them to finally make the first move.
Shikamaru took a step forward. Temari’s breath hitched as he gently cupped her face with his hands. He was slightly taller than her, so he leaned his head down until it was level with hers. Their noses brushed, and Temari felt like she was going to explode.
“Is this what you had in mind?” Shikamaru asked, his voice low.
Temari was done waiting. She surged forward and connected their lips, her arms wrapping around Shikamaru’s neck. He grunted in surprise but then returned the kiss with equal fervor. Temari’s mind went blank as their mouths moved against each other. All she could focus on was the feeling of his lips and his body pressed against hers.
The kiss deepened, and Shikamaru put his hands on Temari’s hips. He pulled her even closer to him which caused their bodies to come into full contact with each other. Temari moaned softly at the feeling. Their tongues slid against each other, and it was unlike anything Temari had ever felt before. It was better than she’d ever imagined, and it felt right.
They separated for a moment to catch their breath. Shikamaru’s forehead rested against Temari’s, and she saw that he was breathing as hard as she was. Temari looked into Shikamaru’s eyes, seeing her own desire reflected in them. He kissed her once more, and Temari knew that they couldn’t stay outside.
She quickly turned around and unlocked her door. Once it was open, she turned back to Shikamaru and looked at him.
“Do you want to come in?” Temari asked, still breathless.
Shikamaru grinned and followed her inside.
___
1:45am…
Sakura laughed as she followed Naruto into his apartment with Sasuke behind her.
“We should’ve known Lee was going to do some shit like that,” Naruto grumbled.
“I could’ve sworn Neji was with him,” Sakura replied. She was still tipsy from the drinks at the club, so she found the whole situation rather hilarious.
Naruto shut the door behind them, and Sakura looked around at his apartment. It was still rather messy from earlier, but Naruto bypassed all of it to grab a bottle of liquor that was on the counter.
“You’re going to have some serious cleaning to do,” Sasuke said as the three of them walked into Naruto’s living room.
“Want to help me?” Naruto asked.
“Absolutely not,” Sasuke replied.
Sakura sat down on the floor of the living room with the two boys. Naruto unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a drink. He passed it to Sakura when he was done, and she also drank.
“Should we play a game?” Naruto suggested. Sakura passed the bottle to Sasuke.
“What game?” she asked. Naruto smiled deviously, and Sakura knew whatever he was about to suggest couldn’t be good.
“Never have I ever,” Naruto answered.
“Why that one?” Sasuke groaned.
“Come on, it’ll be fun!” Naruto insisted.
Sakura saw Sasuke look at her, a silent plea for her to back him up, but she just shrugged her shoulders and smiled.
“Why not?” Sakura said. Naruto smiled at her, and then he looked expectantly at Sasuke.
“Fine,” Sasuke relented.
“Yes!” Naruto cheered. “I’ll start. If you’ve done what the person says, you have to drink.”
Sakura hoped that the statements wouldn’t get too out of pocket, but knowing the three of them, they definitely would.
“Ok, never have I ever forgotten something I did because I was drunk,” Naruto began.
Starting off strong, Sakura was the only one who reached for the bottle. Once she drank, she looked at Naruto and Sasuke in surprise.
“How have you two never forgotten anything?” she asked.
“Kurama doesn’t let me forget,” Naruto grimaced.
“I’ve never been that drunk,” Sasuke said.
It didn’t happen often, but there were a few girls’ nights out with Ino that Sakura still couldn’t remember the details of. But she remembered all the massive hangovers.
“Your turn, Sasuke,” Naruto instructed.
Sasuke thought for a moment, and then said, “Never have I ever read Icha Icha.”
This time, Naruto was the only one to reach for the bottle. Sakura hadn’t read any of the books from the infamous series, although she had always been curious about what was in them.
“That Pervy Sage is always making me read his books,” Naruto said.
It was Sakura’s turn. She decided to do an easy one.
“Never have I ever fucked a girl,” Sakura said. As expected, Naruto and Sasuke each took a drink. She smiled in triumph.
“But you knew that,” Naruto complained. Sakura just shrugged her shoulders, and then Naruto took his turn and said, “Never have I ever fucked a guy.”
Naruto smirked as Sakura took a drink and he got his revenge. Sakura went to put the bottle down, but then she watched in surprise as Sasuke reached for it.
“Wait, what?!” Sakura and Naruto exclaimed in unison. Sasuke cringed as if he had been expecting this reaction.
“Who was he?” Sakura asked.
“When did this happen? Why didn’t you tell us?” Naruto added.
“Because of this,” Sasuke groaned. “I knew you’d ask questions.”
The revelation was a bit unexpected, but Sakura wasn’t entirely surprised that Sasuke was into guys and girls. She also couldn’t really blame Sasuke for not telling her and Naruto considering that they were the nosiest best friends on the planet.
“Whatever,” Naruto huffed. “I’m just surprised that anyone would want to fuck you,” he teased.
“I’ve never even seen you flirt with someone,” Sakura said.
“Why would I do that in front of you two?” Sasuke replied.
“I bet he doesn’t even need to flirt. People see the Uchiha looks and immediately fold,” Naruto said.
“It’s like a permanent sexy jutsu,” Sakura agreed, and Naruto laughed.
Sakura had almost forgotten that they were playing a game, but then Sasuke looked at her and Naruto with amusement and said, “Never have I ever had a sex dream about an Uchiha.”
The point of the game was to be honest, but Sakura suddenly felt nervous. She would obviously be lying if she didn’t drink, but if she did, then Sasuke would figure out that it was him she had dreamt of. There was no one else it could be.
She was drunk, it was just a game, so Sakura decided to reach for the bottle and hoped that it wouldn’t be too embarrassing. She was prepared for Naruto to tease her when she put the bottle down, but he didn’t. He looked between her and Sasuke and then took a deep breath before taking the bottle and drinking.
“Are you serious?” Sakura laughed. “Which Uchiha?”
Naruto blushed and looked away. “I’m not gonna tell you that.”
Sakura had a feeling she knew who it was, and said person was sitting next to her with a smirk on his face. It seemed like Sasuke also knew. He glanced at Sakura, and she quickly looked away as if he could see into her mind and her dreams by looking at her.
Sakura’s face flushed when she thought about the things Sasuke did to her in those dreams. The visions of his head between her thighs and him on top of her had always left Sakura hot and aching for something that she thought could never be reality.
But now Sakura had gotten a taste of it. At the club, Sasuke’s hands were all over her, and she had nearly passed out when his hand traveled up her thigh and under her dress. With Naruto also pressed up against her, it had been something out of Sakura’s wildest fantasies. She’d originally blamed it on the alcohol, but she knew Sasuke and Naruto, and they weren’t the type to do that with just anyone, no matter how drunk they were.
Now the question was if any of them would address it, or if they would continue like normal.
“Never have I ever had a sex dream about a friend,” Sakura said.
She wasn’t playing by the rules, but she decided that she needed some answers. If this thing between them was all in her head, or if they’d danced in the club like that just because they were drunk, Sakura needed to know.
Naruto and Sasuke each took a drink. Interesting, Sakura thought. She supposed it didn’t really mean anything, as people had random dreams sometimes, but the way the three of them were glancing at each other made Sakura think that whatever dreams they’d had weren’t so random.
“Never have I ever thought about a friend while masturbating,” Naruto said, seeming to catch on to what Sakura was doing.
The mood shifted after that. Sakura glanced at Sasuke. It was up to one of them to admit to it first. Sakura didn’t know if Sasuke would. The three of them talked about sex, but this was different.
Sakura picked up the bottle to drink, and once she was done, Sasuke took it from her. When he did, their hands brushed, and Sakura felt a wave of heat go through her body. She watched him drink, wondering what he thought about while he touched himself. Was it her? Naruto? What kinds of things turned him on the most?
Sasuke wiped his mouth before putting the bottle down, and then he glanced between Sakura and Naruto.
“Never have I ever wanted to fuck a friend,” Sasuke said.
Sakura couldn’t really believe this was happening. While “friend” was vague, it was clear the three of them were getting close to admitting something that none of them had before.
This time, Naruto drank with Sakura. They looked at each other while they did. The room felt like it was a thousand degrees, and Sakura wanted to scream that they should stop playing this stupid game and start talking about their feelings straight up.
Sakura decided to push them closer in the right direction.
“Never have I ever wanted to fuck a teammate,” she said.
Once the words were out, Sakura waited nervously to see if either of the boys would drink. If the tension between them had indeed been in her head and neither of them drank, Sakura would feel extremely stupid.
But then Naruto took the bottle with a flushed face and took a long drink. Sasuke waited for him to finish and then he did the same. There was no doubt now. Sakura looked at Naruto and waited for him to take his turn. He glanced from Sakura to Sasuke. There was a long moment of silence before he spoke.
“Never have I ever wanted to fuck more than one teammate,” Naruto finally said.
Sakura was certain this wasn’t a game anymore. She looked at Sasuke, but she couldn’t tell what he was thinking.
“Is there something you want to confess?” Sasuke said, looking at Naruto.
“Me?” Naruto responded. “What about you two?”
“You’re the one who suggested this stupid game,” Sasuke said.
“And you’re the one who basically admitted that you want to fuck Sakura’s brains out at the club,” Naruto replied.
“Shut up,” Sasuke hissed, as if Sakura wasn’t right there and hadn’t already heard what Naruto said. “So did you.”
Naruto’s mouth opened and then closed. He looked at Sakura, seeming to realize what he and Sasuke had just confessed. The alcohol had definitely loosened their tongues.
Sakura sat there stunned. She didn’t know how to respond. For so long, she’d been driving herself crazy trying to deny and hide her feelings, but all this time Naruto and Sasuke had felt the same? The revelation was dizzying.
“Were you going to tell me this if we hadn’t played this game?” Sakura asked after she took a deep breath.
“Probably not,” Naruto admitted. Sakura glanced from him to Sasuke who was looking at her with a hint of red on his cheeks.
“I see,” Sakura said.
She was having trouble processing the situation. Even though she had confirmation that Naruto and Sasuke had the same desire for her as she did for them, Sakura wasn’t sure what to do about it. The three of them looked at each other, waiting for someone to say something.
“You two probably couldn’t handle me anyway,” Sakura joked in an attempt to relieve some of the tension between them, but it immediately had the opposite effect.
The temperature in the room seemed to rise as Naruto and Sasuke glanced at each other before looking back at Sakura.
“Is that a challenge?” Sasuke said. The deep tone of his voice sent a shiver up Sakura’s spine. He had a dark look in his eyes, and Sakura felt her heart speed up as she slowly looked at Naruto.
“Well?” Naruto said with a smirk, leaning back to rest on his hands.
They were waiting for Sakura to make the first move. She looked at her two best friends. Sakura knew there was no turning back if they did this. Everything would change if they crossed the line from friendship to something else, but would that be such a bad thing?
Sakura decided she was ready for a change.
With her heart pounding, Sakura crawled across the short space between her and Naruto. She stopped when she was right in front of him. Naruto looked at Sakura with his mouth slightly open, and she saw his gaze drop to her lips. It was exactly what had happened at the club.
Sakura wasn’t about to let this chance slip away. Before she lost her nerve, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against Naruto’s. She heard him inhale sharply, but he remained motionless. Sakura pulled back, hoping she hadn’t just made a serious mistake, but Naruto was looking at her with something like wonder. Like he couldn’t believe she was real and that she was actually kissing him.
Just as Sakura was about to ask if everything was okay, Naruto grabbed her face and pulled her back to him. The timidness from a second ago was gone. Their lips connected again, and Naruto kissed Sakura with a passion that she had never experienced before. His lips felt incredible against hers, and Sakura wondered why it had taken them so long to do this.
As the kiss deepened, Sakura maneuvered herself until she was basically sitting in Naruto’s lap. His tongue swiped over her bottom lip, and Sakura opened her mouth to allow him to better explore her mouth. Naruto’s hands moved down her back until they were right above her ass. Sakura’s hands were in Naruto’s hair, which she absently noted was softer than she’d imagined.
Sakura didn’t know how long they’d been making out for, but the two of them eventually pulled away to catch their breaths. Naruto’s blue eyes were electric as Sakura looked at him, and his hair was wild from her fingers running through it.
An amused huff came from beside them. Sakura’s heart jumped when she remembered that Sasuke was right there and had watched the whole thing. She turned to look at him, and the arousal that was growing in her only became more intense when she saw the way that Sasuke was looking at her.
Sakura untangled herself from Naruto, and once she did, Sasuke took her arm and guided her to him.
“Can’t let him have all the fun,” he smiled deviously.
Sakura was so happy that she was worried she was smiling like an idiot. She’d dreamt about kissing Naruto and Sasuke countless times, had imagined what it’d be like, but nothing compared to the real thing.
Once Sasuke got hold of Sakura, he moved her until she was lying on the floor. She watched as Sasuke leaned down and adjusted his body so he was on top of her, supporting himself on his forearms.
Sakura held her breath. She met Sasuke’s eyes as she looked up at him, and then he finally closed the distance between them. Sakura couldn’t help the moan she let out when their lips connected.
Kissing Sasuke was everything she had dreamed of and more. Sakura wrapped her arms around him and kissed him with everything she had. His lips felt just as good as Naruto’s had, and when Sasuke’s tongue brushed against hers, Sakura felt like she was going to combust. She had never felt so good in her entire life. It was almost overwhelming.
They separated to breathe. Sasuke turned his attention to Sakura’s neck, and she tried her best to calm her breathing even as she felt his lips against her skin. Sakura ran her hands across Sasuke’s back, relishing in the feeling.
After a moment, Sasuke stopped. He turned his head to look at Naruto, and then he sat upright. Sakura stayed on the floor and watched as the two boys looked at each other. Neither of them moved.
“What are you waiting for, loser?” Sasuke said. It sounded like a challenge.
Annoyance flashed across Naruto’s face, but then he moved quickly toward Sasuke and basically tackled him to the ground.
“Shut the fuck up,” Naruto growled before he crashed his lips against Sasuke’s.
They were much rougher with each other than they had been with Sakura. She could see the tension that had been building up between them all these years finally find an outlet. Naruto had Sasuke pinned to the ground, and Sakura watched in awe as they clawed and reached for each other while they kissed.
Sakura’s entire body felt hot. Sasuke and Naruto caught her staring at them once they finally pulled apart, and the three of them looked at each other. If they were going to stop, now would be the time… but none of them had that intention.
“My bedroom,” Naruto said. It wasn’t a question.
Sakura quickly stood up. She kissed Sasuke and then Naruto, and right as she thought they were going to end up back on the floor, Naruto bent down and picked her up with ease. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her to his room. Sasuke followed behind them, pulling his shirt over his head as he walked.
Once they were in Naruto’s room, he lowered Sakura to his bed. As Sakura lied there, Naruto took off his shirt and tossed it somewhere on the floor. Sasuke stood beside him. The sight of the two of them standing at the end of the bed shirtless was almost enough to make Sakura pass out. Both of their stomachs were lined with muscle, and Sakura let herself admire their bodies without the need to look away.
“Like what you see?” Naruto smirked when he saw Sakura looking them up and down.
Sakura blushed, and then Naruto grabbed her legs and pulled her to the end of the bed. He climbed on top of Sakura, kissing her hard, and she took the opportunity to explore Naruto’s unclothed chest and back with her hands. The dips and curves of his hard muscles felt unreal.
The bed dipped next to Sakura as Sasuke climbed on. Naruto moved off of her, and Sakura rolled herself on top of Sasuke. She kissed his mouth, his teeth grazed her bottom lip, and the heat inside of Sakura rose to a level where she needed more. She moved her mouth to Sasuke’s collar bone and started to kiss down his stomach. Sakura heard him let out a soft noise, and she inwardly cheered that she was having such an effect on him.
When she reached the waistband of Sasuke’s pants, Sakura paused. She realized she was still wearing her dress, so she reached down and began to pull it over her head. Sasuke sat up to help her. Once it was off, Sakura was left with in her bra and underwear, and Sasuke and Naruto stared at her. She thought she would be embarrassed by the two of them seeing her like this, but the way they were looking at her made her feel confident and sexy.
Sakura smiled and turned her attention to Sasuke’s pants. She looked at him and he nodded, so Sakura proceeded to undo the button. Once it was undone, she pulled his pants down, and Sasuke kicked them off the rest of the way. With Sasuke only in his boxers, Sakura could see the hard length underneath. She moved to sit further down on his legs, and she wasted no more time as she pulled Sasuke’s underwear down to expose his dick.
The sight of Sasuke like this made Sakura ache between her legs. She wrapped her hand around him and leaned down. She licked from base to tip, and Sasuke groaned once Sakura put her mouth fully around his dick. She moved her head up and down, using her hand to reach the spots her mouth couldn’t.
“Fuck, Sakura-” Sasuke grunted as Sakura continued her movements. The noises he made spurred her on, and Sakura didn’t think she’d ever enjoyed giving head this much.
Sakura took a quick break to breathe. When she looked to her side, she saw that Naruto had lost his pants and was watching her with rapt attention while he touched himself. It turned Sakura on even more, and she made sure to put on a show as she worked Sasuke closer to finishing.
Sasuke buried his hand in Sakura’s hair to guide her, and it didn’t take much longer until he was coming insider her mouth. Sakura swallowed and wiped her mouth as she sat up.
“How was that?” she asked. Sasuke chuckled while he lied on the bed looking spent.
“Pretty fucking good,” he said.
“Definitely has to be the best head he’s ever gotten,” Naruto said.
Sakura and Sasuke turned their attention to him, and Sakura could see that Naruto had gotten fully hard while watching them. Sasuke then sat up and moved over to Naruto. He pushed on his chest until Naruto was lying flat on the bed, and then Sasuke straddled his hips.
“Ready for the best head you’ve ever gotten?” Sasuke smirked.
“Cocky bastard,” Naruto replied, but he immediately shut up when Sasuke pulled down his boxers. Sasuke kissed and licked down Naruto’s toned stomach.
Sakura watched with a flushed face as Sasuke proceeded to go down on Naruto. He did it with the confidence of someone who was experienced and knew they were good at it. Naruto cursed and grabbed Sasuke’s hair as he moved his mouth up and down Naruto’s dick.
The feeling between Sakura’s thighs was becoming too much as she watched them, so she leaned back on Naruto’s pillows and moved her hand underneath her underwear. She finally felt some relief as she rubbed her clit. Naruto’s noises became louder, and Sakura put a finger inside herself, her arousal building quickly.
Naruto warned that he was close, and Sasuke continued to suck him off until he finished in his mouth. The two boys were breathing heavily once they finished.
“How’d you get so good at that?” Naruto asked.
“Jealous?” Sasuke replied. Naruto scoffed, but then he noticed Sakura. She hadn’t finished and still had her hand in her underwear.
“I see you enjoyed watching,” Naruto grinned.
“Yeah,” Sakura said. “Now are you going to fuck me or what?”
Sakura didn’t need to say anything else as Naruto pounced on her. Their mouths connected and Naruto removed Sakura’s underwear. He replaced Sakura’s finger inside her with his. She shuddered at the feeling. Naruto quickly added a second one, and the stretch felt incredible as he moved his fingers. After a few more strokes, Naruto stopped. Sakura was about to complain and demand he continue, but then he moved his head between her thighs. Sakura moaned loudly once Naruto’s tongue joined his fingers.
Sasuke knelt beside Sakura, and she met his mouth when he leaned down to kiss her. His hand then found the clasp of her bra. Sakura let him take it off so she was fully naked. As Naruto’s fingers and mouth spread her open, Sasuke moved behind her and ran his hands over her now exposed chest. With all of the stimulation, Sakura knew she wouldn’t last much longer. Naruto kept a steady pace with his fingers, and after another few seconds, Sakura came harder than she had in her entire life.
Naruto quickly kissed Sakura’s inner thigh before removing his head from between her legs. Sakura’s back was resting against Sasuke’s chest, and Naruto kissed her before leaning over her shoulder to kiss Sasuke. She watched them and the heat between her legs was already starting to stir again as she realized Sasuke was tasting her on Naruto’s mouth.
Sakura moved to the side as the two boys got lost in their makeout session. Sasuke kissed along the side of Naruto’s neck, and Sakura wondered what was going through Naruto’s head, as she knew this was his first time with a guy. From his reactions so far, she could safely say he was enjoying it.
Sasuke’s hand traveled down Naruto’s stomach until it reached his dick. He wrapped his hand around the thick length and tugged. Naruto groaned in response. His hands moved, seemingly conflicted about whether to touch Sasuke.
“Is the hero of Konoha really nervous to grab a dick?” Sasuke teased.
“No,” Naruto replied. He reached forward and took Sasuke’s length into his hand. Sasuke closed his eyes, and they rested their foreheads together as they worked each other with their hands.
Sakura moved behind Sasuke and kissed his shoulders and back. She could hear both boys breathing heavily. When Sakura got behind Naruto, she saw that he and Sasuke were getting hard again.
“Condoms?” Sakura asked into Naruto’s ear.
“Beside table,” Naruto answered.
When Sakura opened the drawer of the small table, she found the condoms and pulled out two. She went back over to the boys and handed one to Sasuke and one to Naruto. They took them from her eagerly.
Sakura waited against the pillows for Sasuke and Naruto to put on the condoms. Once they did, Naruto climbed over her and kissed her deeply. Sakura could feel his hard length against her thigh.
“Can you turn around?” Naruto asked breathlessly. The implication sent a wave of arousal through Sakura’s body, and she nodded before quicky doing as he asked.
Once she was turned around, Naruto put his hands on Sakura’s hips and guided her to her hands and knees. She waited with anticipation as Naruto’s hand ran across her back causing goosebumps across her skin.
“God, Sakura,” Naruto said as his hands found her ass. “You’re perfect.”
Sakura blushed at the compliment. Her breathing then became more rapid as Naruto adjusted himself behind her. Sakura felt his dick against her wet entrance, and she moaned loudly when he finally pushed into her. He was big, so it was slightly uncomfortable at first, but after a few seconds, Sakura moved her ass backward to urge Naruto to move. He immediately got the message and began thrusting into her. Sakura couldn’t believe how good it felt. She pushed her hips back to meet his movements and the angle had him hitting the perfect spot inside her every time.
Naruto kept up the pace and Sakura felt her arousal quickly beginning to build for the second time that night. The noises Naruto was making, the sound of him thrusting into her, and the feeling of him inside her were all too much. Naruto gripped Sakura’s hips tighter and pulled her toward him as he began moving faster. She found the show of dominance incredibly hot.
“Shit, I’m close,” Naruto gasped. Sakura nodded and urged him to keep going. After a few more strokes, Naruto came into the condom. After catching his breath, he leaned forward and kissed Sakura before pulling out.
Sakura slumped down onto the pillows feeling incredible but not yet satisfied. She turned on her back, and then Sasuke climbed over her.
“It’s finally my turn,” he said with a smirk.
Sakura immediately wrapped her legs around Sasuke’s waist and captured his mouth in a messy kiss. She’d been so close to the release she wanted, and she was eager to have Sasuke inside her.
Sasuke lined up his dick with Sakura’s entrance and she whimpered at the feeling. A second later, he thrusted into her. Sakura gasped as he snapped his hips and she felt him reach deep inside her. Sakura bent her legs so he could reach even deeper, and she knew she wasn’t going to last much longer.
“You should’ve seen yourself while Naruto was fucking you,” Sasuke rasped into her ear. “So fucking sexy.”
All Sakura could do was let out a strangled moan at his words as she felt her orgasm quickly building. She frantically met Sasuke’s thrusts with her hips, and when he moved his hand to rub her clit, Sakura came undone. Sasuke kissed her as she came hard around his dick. He continued pushing into her until he also came with a groan.
Utterly spent, the two of them lied there with their foreheads together trying to catch their breaths. After a moment, Sasuke rolled off of Sakura. He sat up to take off the condom and dispose of it in the trashcan which Naruto had already done with his own.
In her post-coital daze, Sakura felt extremely happy, but she also couldn’t help but think about what happens now. The three of them couldn’t go back to being just friends after this, could they?
Naruto and Sasuke lied on either side of Sakura. Naruto’s hand played with a strand of her hair. Sakura turned her head to look at him, and she was met with his deep blue eyes.
“I think you know this,” Naruto said quietly, “but I love you, Sakura. I always have.”
Sakura’s eyes widened. She couldn’t contain the joy she felt from hearing those words. She thought she was the only one who felt that way, so knowing for sure that her feelings were reciprocated was a weight off her chest.
“I love you too, Naruto,” Sakura replied, and then she turned to her other side. “And you, too, Sasuke.”
Sasuke gave her a soft smile and reached for her hand. He intertwined their fingers and brought them to his mouth to kiss. Sakura almost giggled from happiness.
“You’re alright, I guess,” Naruto said to Sasuke. Sasuke scoffed, but it was obvious by the way the two boys were looking at each other that the love they had for one another was immense.
Any questions Sakura had about their future together faded away as she fell asleep between the two people she loved most in the world.
___
The next morning…
Shikamaru woke up as sunlight began streaming through the windows. There was a weight on his chest, and he smiled softly when he saw Temari sprawled across him sleeping soundly. The way the sunlight fell on her blonde hair made it look golden.
Shikamaru thought that if he could spend the rest of his life like this, he would be a happy man.
___
The next morning…
“It’s not good to keep your feelings inside, little brother. They’ll come out sooner or later.”
Sasuke watched as Naruto and Sakura moved around Naruto’s apartment trying to clean things up. Every so often, they’d get distracted and start making out instead. When Sakura walked over to Sasuke and kissed him to bait him into helping them clean, Sasuke didn’t think he’d ever felt happier in his life.
A/N: Hi!! I meant to get this up earlier, but then that chapter of the AOT manga happened and I needed time to process everything lmaoo. Hope you all enjoy Part 5!
Here’re some songs I listened to while writing this, so feel free to listen while you read!
The Spins - Mac Miller | Eleven - Khalid (ft. Summer Walker) | Damage - H.E.R
...
When you woke up the next morning, you saw that you were alone. Historia’s bed was empty, so you assumed that she and Ymir had spent the night together. You had fallen asleep as soon as you got back to your dorm the night before after Eren walked you back.
Eren.
You felt a certain soreness between your legs, and you felt heat rush to your face when all of the events from the previous night came rushing back.
You in Eren’s room. You kissing him. Him kissing you. His hands all over you—the feeling of him inside you.
It had all been so amazing, and you were still in a state of disbelief that one unexpected encounter with him over the summer had led to this.
As if Eren had read your mind, you nearly jumped when you heard your phone go off from where it was on the desk next to your bed. You reached over to pick it up, and then felt your heart start to pound when you saw that it was a text from Eren.
I know we just saw each other, but can I ask if you have any plans today?
You smiled at the phrasing of his message, and your heart warmed at the thought that he wanted to see you again so soon.
You can. And, no, I don’t, you replied.
You put your phone down on your desk again and stood up to get ready for the day. You went to the bathroom to wash your face, and when you got back, you heard your phone buzz with a reply from Eren.
Cool. Can you meet me at the café later?
You weren’t sure what he had in mind, but you responded and told him that you would be there. You still had the majority of the day to kill before the time he told you to meet him, so you finished getting ready and decided to text Hitch and Annie to see what they were up to.
Hitch responded and told you that they were at the library and that you should join them. You told them that you’d be there soon, and then gathered your school supplies to get some work done while you were there.
Once you had everything ready, you walked out of your dorm and made your way to the library.
Hitch told you where she and Annie were sitting, and when you entered the library, you quickly found the table that they were sitting at.
“Hey there,” Hitch said when you sat down.
You greeted her and Annie, and then took out your laptop. You were about to open a document to start working, but you felt Hitch tap your shoulder lightly.
“So, where did you run off to last night?” she asked, raising her eyebrows playfully.
Hitch’s smug expression indicated that she knew exactly where you had gone, but she just wanted to hear it directly from you.
“Uh, Eren and I… hung out?” you said, but the statement came out more like a question.
You heard Annie snicker, and you looked at her in disbelief.
“What?! We’re in a library. What am I supposed to say?” you asked, trying your best to keep your voice down.
“Oh, come on,” Hitch said. “Just tell us what happened!”
You frowned at her, trying to find the best way to tell her what happened.
“Uh… he showed me his room,” you said.
Hitch looked at you in disbelief and let out a noise of exasperation.
“He showed you his room…? That’s it?” she asked.
“Oh my god, you know what happened!” you exclaimed. “We fucked, okay?”
Hitch smiled in triumph at finally getting you to admit what happened, and Annie looked up from her work.
“There we go,” Hitch said. “I don’t know why you’re so embarrassed.”
“I’m not embarrassed,” you replied, frowning at her.
Hitch smirked, and you knew that she was definitely not done trying to get details about the previous night.
“So, how was it?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.
You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face as you remembered everything that happened with Eren.
“It was amazing, Hitch,” you replied. “He was so sweet the whole time, and even walked me back to my dorm afterward.”
Hitch looked at the smile you had on your face and grinned.
“Damn. You really like him, don’t you?” she asked.
Her words caught you off guard. While you knew that you liked Eren as a friend and certainly found him attractive, you hadn’t really considered whether or not your feelings for him were deeper than that.
“I-I don’t know,” you said. “I mean, I like hanging out with him and stuff, but I don’t know if I like him like that.”
Hitch rolled her eyes.
“Please. You should have seen your face when you were talking about him just now. You like him,” she replied.
Your face became hot after she said that. Though you couldn’t admit it to yourself yet, you knew that Hitch was right.
“I guess you just know me too well,” you muttered.
Hitch laughed and put an arm around your shoulder.
“Of course. You can’t hide anything from me,” she said.
You turned your head to look at her and smile. Hitch patted your shoulder and then took her arm off of you to get back to reading a book for one of her classes.
You turned your computer on and began to work as well, passing the time until you got to see Eren again.
---
After you left the library later that afternoon, you went back to your dorm to get ready to meet Eren.
You had your outfit picked out, one of your favorite dresses, and were about to start changing when you heard your phone buzz. It was sitting on the desk by your bed, so you walked over to it to see who had texted you.
Ymir and I will be out tonight, so you have the room to yourself ;)
You smiled at Historia’s message, and “Liked” it to let her know that you had seen it. You put your phone back down on the desk and walked back to your dresser to finish getting changed.
Once you were ready, you checked the time. You had ten minutes before you were supposed to meet Eren at the café, and you still had to walk there, so you put on your shoes and grabbed your dorm key and phone before leaving your room.
You remembered how to get to the café since you had gone with Hitch. The warm late-afternoon air was pleasant as you walked through campus and into town, and the sky was beginning to fade to a beautiful pink and orange color.
When you turned the final corner to get to the café, you saw Eren waiting for you outside. You smiled when you saw him look up at you and wave.
You waved back, and Eren began to walk towards you. He was wearing jeans, a loose-fitting t-shirt, and his hair was tied up as usual.
“Hey,” Eren said when you were close enough to hear him.
“Hi,” you replied.
Eren smiled, and you both stood there for a moment. Eren was no doubt thinking about everything that had happened the night before as he looked at you, and you were thinking about the same thing.
After a second, you both laughed at the slight awkwardness and the tension dissolved.
“Thanks for meeting me here,” Eren said.
“No problem. Did you have a shift earlier?” you asked.
Eren nodded and took another step closer to you.
“Yeah. It just ended,” he replied.
Now that you were here, you realized that you had no idea what Eren had planned. He had invited you to hang out, but he hadn’t told you what his plans were for the evening.
“So, what do you want to do?” you asked.
Eren’s face turned a light shade of red and he scratched the back of his neck.
“To be honest, I hadn’t thought that far,” he said.
You looked at him for a second, but then started to laugh. From all of the time you and Eren had spent together, you learned that he was a rather spontaneous person. You probably should have expected that he wouldn’t have a set plan in mind for what to do.
“It’s fine,” you replied. “We can just see what happens.”
Eren smiled and nodded his head in agreement.
“Sounds good,” he said.
The two of you walked away from the café and further into town. You hadn’t had a chance to go into any of the shops yet, so whenever you passed one that caught your interest, you tapped Eren’s shoulder to ask him if you could go in.
You walked into many of the little boutiques and shops, and Eren laughed whenever you tried on a jacket that was way too big for you. One of the shops in town had scented candles and other items that smelled good, and Eren helped you pick out a candle to buy even though you weren’t technically allowed to have them in your dorm room.
Being with Eren this way felt natural. You felt so comfortable talking to him as you walked into the shops and slowly made your way back to the main part of campus.
“Do you think I’ll actually get in trouble for having this?” you asked Eren as you approached the familiar buildings of your university, holding the shopping bag with your candle in it.
“No,” Eren said, and then added, “unless you knock it over when it’s lit and burn down your dorm building.”
Your eyes widened in fear as you imagined that happening, and Eren laughed at your expression.
“I’m kidding. I think you’re more careful than that,” he said.
You frowned at your shopping bag and said, “I’m not so sure.”
As you and Eren continued to walk through campus, you looked at all of the people who were outside enjoying the warm evening air. The sun hadn’t completely set yet, but you could tell that it would soon.
“The weather is so nice,” you said.
Eren looked up at the sky and smiled.
“Yeah, it is,” he replied, and then he turned his head to look at you.
“What is it?” you asked when you saw the grin on his face.
“I have an idea,” he said.
You looked at him curiously.
“What’s your idea?” you asked.
You had no idea what he was thinking, but you figured that any idea involving you spending time with Eren was a good one.
“I have a car. Want to go for a drive?” he asked.
You had to admit, you weren’t expecting him to suggest that. But now that he had, however, it seemed absolutely perfect.
“That sounds great,” you replied.
Eren gave you a warm smile, and then you followed him as he led you to the large parking lot where students were able to keep their cars.
“Do you have your keys?” you asked.
Eren patted one of the pockets of his jeans to make sure.
“Yep,” he said when he felt them in his pocket. “I had to go somewhere earlier, so I still have them.”
You nodded and followed Eren until you got to his black Honda Civic. You waited as he unlocked the door and opened it for you.
“Thanks,” you giggled as you stepped into the car.
“No problem,” Eren said, and then he shut the door and walked over to the driver’s side.
You put your shopping bag onto the floor in front of you and strapped the seatbelt around yourself. Eren got into the driver’s seat and did the same.
“Do you have a destination in mind?” you asked him.
Eren turned to look at you and grinned.
“Nope,” he said and started the engine.
Eren’s phone connected automatically to the bluetooth sound system, so his music began to play as he pulled out of the parking space and drove out of the lot.
You couldn’t help but smile as you watched Eren with his hands on the steering wheel as he navigated the streets of your university. His car was a little bit messy; there were empty cups and soccer gear in random places, but you didn’t mind. The car smelled like Eren, and that made you smile even more.
You looked out of the window and saw the buildings of your university disappear behind you in a blur. Eren drove further into the city that your school was in, and then he took an exit that led you onto the freeway. He merged onto it seamlessly and picked up his speed once he was in a comfortable lane.
“You’re lucky you have a car,” you said.
Eren turned his head and looked at you quickly.
“Yeah. It took some convincing, but my mom let me bring it,” he replied.
You hadn’t met either of Eren’s parents, and you didn’t know much about them besides the fact that his dad was a doctor. Your body warmed involuntarily when you thought about Eren inviting you to meet them one day.
“Do you like to drive?” you asked to get your mind off of your last thought.
Eren smiled and nodded his head.
“I love it. It makes me feel relaxed,” he said. “Sometimes I go on random drives for fun.”
You laughed fondly as you imagined Eren driving by himself, blasting his music over the car speakers.
“It is nice,” you said, looking out of the front window at the cars and beautiful evening sky.
Eren smiled at you. He took one of his hands off of the steering wheel to turn up the music and roll down the windows. Your hand was resting next to you on the seat, and your body temperature spiked when you felt Eren’s hand “accidentally” brush against yours as he put it back onto the steering wheel.
You looked at Eren, seeing the wind blow strands of his brown hair around his face as he drove. He really did look more relaxed driving, and he was smiling softly which gave his face a softer look than usual.
“You’re staring.”
You didn’t realize Eren had turned his head to look at you, and he had indeed caught you staring at him.
“Sorry,” you said, quickly turning your head away.
Eren laughed at your sudden embarrassment, and you slowly turned your head back to look at him.
“You don’t have to apologize,” Eren said.
You nodded at him, still feeling a little embarrassed. There was no reason to feel that way, but you thought back to your conversation with Hitch in the library. Was Eren just a friend to you, or did you like him in a different way?
As you looked at Eren, at his green eyes focused on the road and the hair blowing around his face, you realized that Hitch was right. While you enjoyed having Eren as a friend, you knew that friendship wasn’t the only thing that you wanted from him.
The challenging part now would be to find out what Eren wanted from you.
Eren kept driving on the highway until the sign for a particular exit came up. He steered the car to the right to take the exit, which led off the highway.
“The view this way is really nice,” Eren said.
You merged onto a smaller road with trees lining one side. On the other side, you had an unobstructed view of the setting sun. There were beautiful colors all over the sky, and the clouds looked luminescent from the light of the sun going down.
You continued to watch the sunset as Eren began to drive back to your university. As you did so, you couldn’t help but steal glances at Eren as he drove. He saw you looking at him from the corner of his eye, and he smiled softly to himself every time he saw you glance at his face.
Your hand was resting on the consul between your seat and Eren’s, and Eren took one hand off of the steering wheel to place it on top of yours. You turned your head fully to look at him, and Eren quickly glanced at you before turning his attention back to the road.
“What?” he asked playfully.
“Oh, uh—it’s nothing,” you stammered.
Your body felt warm from Eren’s touch, and your heart began to race when he intertwined his fingers with yours.
You almost spent the entire rest of the drive like that, but when you were a few minutes from your school, Eren moved his hand. You felt a pang of disappointment, but it quickly faded when Eren moved his hand to your thigh instead.
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became very warm, and you felt your chest rise and fall rapidly as Eren’s hand began to slowly move upwards. He grabbed the material of your dress and hiked it up your thighs the slightest bit as he moved his hand. Once your thighs were exposed, Eren ran his fingers along the bare skin. Your breath hitched when you felt his hand move all the way under your dress and further up your thigh.
Eren looked at you to see your expression. You met his eyes, and he looked at you for as long as he could before having to turn back to the road. Eren didn’t move his hand up any further, waiting to see what you would do.
The feeling of Eren’s hand on the inside of your thigh had you squirming in your seat. It was so close to the edge of your underwear, but just far enough that it made you frustrated. You knew where you wanted his hand, so you slowly brought your own hand under your dress to place it over his.
Eren looked at you again when you moved his hand up until it was fully between your thighs. Your intention was clear, and Eren turned his head back to the road to try to focus on driving while his finger brushed over your clothed slit. You took your hand out from under your dress to let Eren do whatever he wanted.
Eren’s hand quickly slipped under your underwear, and your body tensed up when you felt his fingers on your bare pussy. Still keeping his eyes on the road, Eren stroked your slit with his finger before brushing it over your clit. The feeling made you gasp, and Eren turned his head to look at you.
“Try not to crash,” you said breathlessly when you saw Eren’s gaze focused on you instead of the road.
Eren seemed to be in some kind of trance as he looked at you, but your voice brought him back to reality and he quickly turned his head to look ahead of him again.
“Fuck, we’re almost there,” Eren said. His hand was still under your dress and his fingers were still rubbing your clit as he drove, determined to get back to campus as soon as possible.
“Good,” you moaned and moved your hips to grind against Eren’s fingers.
Eren continued the movements of his fingers on your pussy, drawing small moans and gasps from you as he did so. You gripped the armrests on either side of your seat and sighed in relief when you saw the familiar buildings of your university. Eren sped through campus until he pulled into the parking lot and into the same parking space as earlier.
As soon as the car stopped, you and Eren ripped your seatbelts off. You climbed out of your seat and over the consul to settle on Eren’s lap. You had half a mind to check if anyone was outside, but Eren’s face was moving closer to yours and you closed your eyes and forgot about everything else.
You both eagerly accepted each other’s mouths, and you felt some of the pent-up tension in your body begin to dissipate when you finally kissed him. Eren’s hands settled on your ass as he kissed you, and you moaned into his mouth when you felt his hips grind up against your crotch. The friction felt so good, but you desperately needed more.
You took your mouth off of Eren’s and quickly reached down to take off your underwear. Your position wasn’t ideal for the task, as the car seat and Eren didn’t leave you with much room, but you managed to get it off and then settled back onto Eren’s lap.
“Keep doing what you were doing,” you said.
Eren understood what you were asking for, and he grinned before leaning in to kiss you again. You groaned when you felt his tongue slip into your mouth. Your kisses were messy and heated as one of Eren’s hands moved under your dress and in between your thighs.
As Eren moved his fingers over your slick center, his mouth moved to your neck to kiss and gently bite the skin there. The combination of Eren’s fingers and his mouth on your neck felt amazing, and you couldn’t hold in your gasp when you felt one of Eren’s fingers push inside of you.
“Feels okay?” he asked against your neck.
“Ugh, yes,” you groaned, moving your hips in time with Eren’s finger.
Eren seemed satisfied with your answer, and he grinned as he added a second finger with the first. You continued to move your hips up and down as Eren’s fingers scissored and curled inside of you. The skirt of your dress was covering the movements of Eren’s hand, so he used his other hand to hike it up a little bit.
“Can you lift your dress for me?” he asked.
There was something about the slight sternness of his voice, the way the question sounded more like a command, that sent a spark of arousal through your body. You knew that Eren could have lifted your dress the rest of the way himself, but it was clear that he wanted you to be the one to expose yourself to him.
You gladly did as he asked. You brought one hand to the hem of your dress and lifted it off of your thighs. Eren’s eyes glanced down to look at your bare pussy and his fingers moving in and out of it.
“Fuck,” he cursed, “you are gorgeous.”
Even though you were literally riding Eren’s fingers in a parking lot, that compliment is what finally made you feel shy. You couldn’t help the way your body temperature rose at his words.
Eren leaned forward to kiss you again, and you happily kissed him back.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” you said against his lips.
You could feel Eren’s smile as he kissed you, and he kept up the movements of his fingers, thrusting them in and out of your wet core. The ache between your thighs began to grow rapidly as you ground your hips, desperate to feel every movement of Eren’s fingers inside of you.
“Don’t stop,” you moaned, knowing you weren’t going to last much longer.
“Fuck, I won’t,” Eren replied as he thrusted his fingers even deeper into you.
Eren moved his other hand to your clit, and he leaned in to kiss you as his fingers brought you closer and closer to your release. You kissed him back eagerly, and it didn’t take much longer for the feeling of pleasure between your legs to near its climax.
“Shit, Eren, I’m gonna cum,” you groaned against his mouth.
“Go ahead,” he said. The tone of his voice was raspy and breathless as he saw you working yourself to orgasm on his fingers.
Getting fingered in a car hadn’t exactly been on your bucket list, but you wouldn’t have had it any other way. It only took a few more seconds for the tension inside of you to finally snap, and you buried your face in Eren’s neck as you came around his fingers. You shut your eyes as the pleasure washed over your body.
Once the intense feelings had passed, your body went limp and you dropped your chest to rest against Eren. You heard him laugh softly and he stroked a hand up your arm.
“You good?” he asked.
You nodded your head and sat up.
“Yes,” you replied, giving Eren a warm smile.
He returned your smile and leaned forward to kiss you. You were still sitting on Eren’s lap, and as he kissed you, you could feel his hard cock through his jeans. Even though you just came, you felt another rush of arousal run through your body.
“Eren,” you said.
He took his mouth off of yours and looked at you.
“Yeah?” he asked.
You lightly brushed your hand over his clothed erection, and you heard him take a sharp breath.
“I have my dorm room to myself tonight,” you told him. “Want to continue this there?”
Eren looked at you, and a smirk slowly formed on his lips.
“Sounds great,” he said.
You gave Eren a quick smile before climbing off of his lap and pulling your underwear back on. Eren grabbed his car keys, and you climbed back into the passenger’s seat to get the bag with your scented candle in it.
Once you both got out of the car, Eren locked it and then you began to walk towards your dorm building. You noticed Eren adjusting his shirt so it covered the area of his crotch, and you couldn’t help the laugh that escaped you.
“Hey, you can’t laugh! You did this to me,” Eren whined.
You just laughed again and took his hand to lead him to your dorm. You both walked there quickly, and you hurriedly unlocked the door when you got to the entrance of your building. Eren followed you up the stairs to your room and waited as you took out your key and unlocked your door.
As soon as it opened, you pulled Eren inside of your room and closed the door behind you. Eren looked around your room once he was inside, and you walked over to your dresser to set your new candle on top of it.
“I like your room,” Eren said when you walked up to him.
You smiled and said, “Thanks.”
You reached your arms up to wrap them around Eren’s neck. He leaned his head down to kiss you, and you sighed when you felt his lips meet yours. You wasted no time and brought your hands to the button of Eren’s jeans as you kissed him.
“So eager,” Eren muttered playfully.
“Is that a bad thing?” you asked.
You felt Eren smile against your lips.
“Not at all,” he said.
You smiled too and began to push Eren towards your bed. You both kicked off your shoes as you walked, and once you got to your bed, you pulled away from Eren’s mouth so you could climb onto the bed.
Once you were both sitting on the bed, Eren looked at you. It seemed like he was waiting for you to tell him what to do, so you moved closer to him and placed a hand on his chest.
“Lie down,” you said.
Eren grinned and immediately did as you said. Once he was lying on his back, you moved to sit on his legs. You reached your hands out to finish undoing Eren’s pants, and he watched you as you pulled them down his thighs.
“Mind if I return the favor for earlier?” you asked, looking at Eren’s hard cock straining against the fabric of his boxers.
“Not at all,” Eren said.
You grinned and then moved your hands under the waistband of his boxers. Eren’s chest began to rise and fall more rapidly as you pulled them down far enough to free his cock. Your body warmed all over when you saw the hard length of it, and you adjusted your position to straddle Eren’s legs.
You slowly moved your hand up Eren’s thigh until you got to the base of his cock. Eren’s eyes met yours, and you maintained eye contact with him as you leaned down to lick from the base of his cock all the way to the tip.
“Oh fuck—" Eren groaned when he felt your mouth on him for the first time.
The noises Eren made were music to your ears, and you closed your mouth over the tip of his cock, moving your tongue over the sensitive skin there. Eren’s hand settled on the back of your head as you continued to move your mouth on his cock and used your hand to reach the part of it that your mouth couldn’t.
You took him as deep into your mouth as you could, and Eren’s hips began to move as he became even harder from the movements of your mouth and hand on his cock.
“You’re fucking good at this,” Eren moaned, and you felt your body become warm from the praise.
Eren continued to mutter more curses mixed with your name as you worked his cock and brought him closer and closer to release. After a few more seconds of moving your mouth up and down his cock, Eren sat up and put a hand on your shoulder.
You took your mouth off of him and looked at his face to see what he wanted.
“Something wrong?” you asked.
Eren shook his head and smiled.
“Nope,” Eren said and leaned in to kiss you
“I want to fuck, and you’re going to make me cum if you keep doing that,” he added.
You grinned and kissed Eren back. Your legs were on either side of Eren’s lap, and you reached down to pull your dress over your head. After you set it somewhere behind you on the bed, you leaned forward to kiss Eren again.
As he kissed you, he reached around to your back to undo the clasp of your bra. It fell onto the bed, and you pulled away from Eren to take off his shirt. He helped you tug it over his head and then threw it onto the floor.
Eren leaned back onto the bed, and you took your underwear off quickly before straddling his hips. You and Eren looked at each other and seemed to realize the same thing.
“Shit, I don’t think I have a condom,” Eren said.
You weren’t sure what to do for a second, but then you smiled and climbed off of the bed and walked over to your desk. You pulled out a wrapped condom and walked back over to the bed.
Eren raised an eyebrow when he saw what was in your hand.
“Historia is in a club that promotes safe sex. She has a billion of these that she gives out to people and she gave some to me,” you said, and then climbed back onto the bed.
Eren smiled and nodded his head in understanding. He was still lying on the bed, and you placed your legs on either side of his hips again. You took the condom out of the wrapper and then rolled it onto Eren’s dick.
Eren’s hands settled on your waist.
“Is this how you want to do it?” he asked.
You nodded and said, “If that’s okay.”
Eren’s cock twitched at the prospect of you riding him, and he used his hands to lift your hips.
“It is definitely okay,” Eren groaned when he felt his cock brush against your center.
Your breath hitched as the tip of Eren’s cock lined up with your entrance, and you slowly sank all the way down. You and Eren both moaned at the feeling, and you braced your hands on Eren’s stomach as you got used to the stretch.
It didn’t take long before you were moving your hips up and sinking back down onto Eren’s cock again. The angle from this position felt unbelievably good, and Eren helped you lift your hips and then guided you back down onto his cock. You repeated the motion over and over again, savoring the feeling of Eren buried deep inside of you.
“Fuck this feels good,” you moaned, lifting and dropping your hips even faster.
Eren began to thrust his hips up to meet your movements.
“Shit, I know,” Eren said, his voice raspy and breathless as he watched you ride his cock, both of you getting closer and closer to orgasm.
One of Eren’s hands ran up your stomach until it covered one of your tits. You groaned when he pinched your hard nipple, and then his hand moved to the other side of your chest to do the same thing. When Eren brought his other hand in between your thighs to rub your clit, you gasped and felt a surge of arousal run through your body.
You were close, and Eren could tell from the way your hips desperately moved up and down to take his cock.
“Fuck, Eren—” you gasped, chasing your second orgasm of the day.
“I know,” he said.
Eren kept rubbing your clit and thrusting his cock into you until it was enough to send you crashing over the edge. He watched as your orgasm ripped through you, and his followed close after, burying himself deep inside you and riding out the waves of pleasure.
You slumped forward to lie on Eren’s chest. He gently stroked your back as you both tried to catch your breath. After a few seconds, you mustered up the strength to roll off of him to lie next to him on the bed.
“That was amazing,” you said, and turned your head to look at Eren.
“You can say that again,” he replied, giving you a warm smile.
You both stayed on the bed for a few minutes, just enjoying each other’s presence as you laid beside one another. Eventually, Eren sat up and climbed off of the bed to dispose of the used condom.
You watched as he looked around for his clothes, and you began to feel uncertain. Was he going to leave? You knew that you didn’t want him to, but you didn’t say anything as he pulled on his jeans and shirt.
When he was fully clothed, he walked back over to the bed. It’s now or never, you thought.
“You can stay if you want,” you said, trying your best to keep the shyness out of your voice.
You sat up on the bed, and Eren looked at you with a regretful expression on his face.
“I can’t,” he said. “I have plans with Jean and some other people tonight.”
You couldn’t help the disappointment you felt, but you nodded your head in understanding. You grabbed your dress and pulled it back on so you could walk Eren to the door of your room.
Before leaving, Eren turned to look at you.
“I had a great time with you today,” he said.
You smiled and felt your body become warm.
“Me too,” you replied.
Eren paused for another second, and then opened the door to leave. He waved goodbye as he walked down the hall, and you waved back from your door.
As you watched him go, you decided that you could finally admit to yourself that you had a crush on Eren Yeager.
