"Did you enjoy the show?"

Sakura swallowed loudly, unable to utter even a word. She was furious with herself for not taking into account his perfect sense of smell. She could dull her chakra, but Kakashi would always sense her scent. The only question is, since when did he know she was watching him?

"I..." she began, but she suddenly felt so tiny, especially since Kakashi had already managed to tidy himself up and was now standing in front of her, eying her down with his predatory gaze.

It didn't escape her notice that he was still buttoning the fly, which made her cheeks flush, so, embarrassed to the limit, she looked away.

"I'm sorry, Kakashi-sensei," she muttered after a really long silence.

She hung her shoulders as well as stared at the toes of her shoes, so as not to look into his mismatched eyes so focused on her.

Kakashi sighed softly before his hands returned to the pockets of his pants.

"Well... what's done, cannot be undone, but next time, Sakura..."

"N-next time?" She blurted out, and her green eyes returned the darkening gaze that Hatake was sending her.

"Henceforth, just ask for permission," he said, then ran his hungry gaze over her silhouette, that was leaning against a tree trunk.

Sakura stopped breathing for a moment as he was sizing her up with that predatory gaze from the top to the bottom, stopping it for a longer moment in a place where her skirt ended, then returned to her eyes again, and she surprisedly realized that he was still waiting for her answer and that's why she opened her mouth and... froze, nothing came out of her throat.

The smile that stretched his lips told her everything he thought about it all, and then a thought exploded in her mind again.

"H-How long have you...?" she managed to say only so much.

The smirk only deepened.

"Right from the very beginning, Sakura,'' he replied before he disappeared into a puff of smoke.

She remained in the same place with a bitter aftertaste of embarrassment in her mouth, unable to move despite the fact that she had a great desire to hide in her sleeping bag for the rest of the night.

About half an hour later she was able to reach their camp. Kakashi was nowhere to be found, but Sakura knew he was watching her from his hideout, so to spare herself any further humiliation, she slipped into the sleeping bag and tried to sleep. It turned out to be impossible, because every time she closed her eyes she saw either Kakashi masturbating or his eyes sliding over her body. And that was way too much for her, her body could barely handle it here in the middle of the woods. She was too agitated to sleep and too intimidated to relieve herself. Especially since Kakashi was around and she didn't want to give him another reason to make fun of her.

That night, Sakura didn't sleep at all, staring at the starry sky and burning hot to the limit, but the trip home was going to be much worse. Especially since even before they left, Kakashi asked Naruto and Sasuke to fill the water bags, even though they were almost full. Thereby Sakura was left alone with him. It had to be added that they had their sleeping bags and other equipment packed and ready to go. So she did everything in her power not to look in his direction, but her body had failed her, and her eyes somehow wandered to his silhouette, only to discover that he was peering her.

"Is something bothering you, Sakura?" His tone was dripping with sarcasm.

The asked one gritted her teeth with rage.

"Yes, Kakashi-sensei," she replied, frowning menacingly.

"And what is that?"

"If you knew about my presence from the very beginning, then why did you..."

"... keep continuing?" He finished for her and smiled thoughtfully before looking away from her, staring at the horizon. "Perhaps I wanted to see how much you can bear."

Sakura snorted, but then Kakashi added; "Or maybe I wanted to prove something to you."

"To prove me. what?"

"Or perhaps I did it out of my own sick lust."

Sakura shook her head in disbelief. "You read such a scene in this book of yours and wanted to find out if..."

The look he gave her made her voice stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say more.

"You've read...," he began, but in the distance both of them could already hear Naruto and Sasuke arguing, so Kakashi fell silent, although the way he looked at her now, was much more different from what it was before this night.

And then they set off on a journey back, which took much less time than they had initially assumed, because they were caught by a downpour. Of course, it looked as though it was going to rain from the very morning, because the clouds were swirling in the sky. Such a sudden rain forced them to pick up the pace, so as not to get too wet, so all conversations between them had stopped. And bless mother nature for that, because that put an end to Naruto and Sasuke's quarrel, as well as it kept Kakashi at bay, or he himself had made that decision, which was more likely true in her mind.

When they finally reached the gates of their Village, registrants noted their arrival, and Kakashi promptly explained to the three of his ex-students to report back to Tsunade by tomorrow at the latest. He also ordered to come to her in the morning, because, as he mentioned, he had reported himself once after two days and he almost got hit in the head with the empty bottle of sake.

Naruto chuckled, hearing this story, Sasuke snorted, although the corners of his mouth rose a bit up, while Sakura looked at the ground and nodded sluggishly.

"Are you okay, Sakura-chan?" Naruto asked, putting his hand on her shoulder.

She looked back at his blue eyes and smiled sadly.

"Yes, I just need a shower. Not that much," she replied, which kind of calmed her friend, but not her, as she sensed Hatake's eyes on her and all her receptors started screaming.

"Then see you tomorrow!" he said before rushing towards Ichiraku, challenging Sasuke to a duel, which of them will appear in the booth first.

Sakura looked after them until their figures disappeared from her sight, and then... then she looked at her former teacher, who was staring at her intensely.

"See you tomorrow, Kakashi-sensei," she said cheerfully, feeling her heart leap into her throat.

They were both already soaked wet, but neither of them moved, despite the increasingly larger drops hitting the ground. For a moment it seemed to her as if Kakashi opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it, turned and walked away in a direction only known to him, raising his hand in a gesture of his famous goodbye.

Sakura smiled to herself, hoping that things between them returned to normal, and that night was just an insignificant quirk that would never destroy the bond that had tied them for so many years.

And that, in turn, gave her indescribable relief.

When she got to her tiny apartment, she contrived only to step inside and shut the door before all her clothes landed on the floor, creating a wet, colorful pile. Then she went to the bathroom to take the shower she had been dreaming about all the way back.

A week off-road, and she knew it was the best idea to clean her body. Besides, such a bath sobered the mind and helped to relax, which was all she needed most now.

She rested her hands on the wall and let the hot jets of water hit her tensed muscles. She sighed blissfully as the heat slowly began to creep up against her chilled shoulders and feet. This was exactly what she needed — a relief.

She had no idea how long she stayed motionless before she actually turned off the water and reached for the liquid to soap her body and wipe off any dirt on it, probably a long time, because the glass partition separating her from the rest of the bathroom was already steamed up.

She scrubbed her arms, breasts, stomach, back, and finally her hand sank between her thighs. Then the memory of Kakashi came alive in her mind — his blissful expression and fulfilment oozing from the head of his cock. She remembered how his long fingers ran the entire length. Immediately the pressure between her legs returned, and she caught herself on that her middle finger began to caress the nerve plexus between the petals of her labia. A choked moan escaped her throat which she had been holding back from the moment Kakashi came right before her very eyes. When she made a circle with her finger again, another moan escaped her lips, and another one, and so she turned on the water again to somehow drown out her own bliss. The walls of the building she now lived in were a way too thin.

Sakura rested her left hand against the wall for better balance, and also because her legs trembled again and again with each touch on a sensitive spot. Kakashi hasn't left her mind, over and over again recreating the scene she had witnessed in her head. The focus on his face in pursuit of the fulfilment she was chasing now. She was surprised to realize that imagining Kakashi like that gave her enormous pleasure.

"Yeah...," she whispered to herself. "Ooh, yeah..."

Her fingers tightened on her labia, while the middle one pressed harder against her point, rubbing against it. Sakura moaned her approval a little louder once again. As the memory of Kakashi came alive under her eyelids. She imagined the movements of his hand in line with hers, as if she were standing there next to him now, enjoying herself right in front of him. She could almost feel his darkening gaze devouring her. The image so fired her senses that she tossed her head back and let out a fiery moan. She even wished something had happened between them that night... she wanted to see what it would feel if he take her into possession. However, it was too late for that, so all she could do now was masturbate to the thoughts of him. And it had to be admitted that Hatake Kakashi was the perfect ignition link. Imagining him so exposed as he sat there, under a tree, as if he were just waiting for her to touch him, and if that happened... Sakura bit her lower lip as the first wave of pleasure seized her body to such an extent that she lost control of her own reflexes.

"Yeah...," she moaned, no longer caring if her neighbours were about to hear her. "Kakashi... sensei..." As soon as his name left her mouth, she felt her body react to the new sensations.

She sped up her hand movements, massaging the sensitive twine of nerves to the beat of his name that kept falling from her mouth. And his image hasn't left her mind. She more and more insistently imagined how good he would look completely naked if he covered her body with his own, and she would adoringly twist her fingers into his tousled grey hair and moaned his name, boosting his ego.

"Kaakaaashiii..." Another moan left her lips. "Yeah, touch me there... that's right..."

Suddenly the male body stuck to her own. Strong arms encircled her waist, and one hand covered her own, the one with which she pleased herself. She felt a male erection pressed against her buttocks and hoped silently that it wasn't her imagination playing a trick on her.

"You called me, Sakura?" He whispered in his alluring low voice with his mouth on her ear.

The young kunoichi's legs trembled as his cool fingers joined hers, caressing the knot at the very centre between the petals of her wet folds. The moan left her mouth, and she felt as if she was about to melt under his touch and the imperiousness with which he held her. As if she already belonged to him.

"Kakashiii," she moaned his name once again.

He slid his left hand up her trembling belly to cup her breast.

"You could join me back then," he murmured in her ear, gently nibbling at the petal of it. "I was just waiting for it..."

She trembled at the caress of his breath against her sensitive skin. She also moved her hips, pressing harder against his erection as the feeling of emptiness slowly began to bother her, but Kakashi didn't give her what she needed the most at that moment. Instead, he removed her hand and slipped his two fingers between the petals of her labia. His hand was bigger and his fingers wider than hers, so his caress was much more stimulating than her own. Sakura stifled another moan, which was a pretty bad curse; "Fucking hell..."

"It's not nice to talk so badly in front of your teacher, Sakura."

"Say what you want, but I know you like it anyway, Kakashi."

The mentioned one smiled lazily and squeezed her nipple with his fingers, at which Sakura hissed with pain.

"How would you know?" he teased her, or wanted to get more information from her about her acquaintance with his favourite literary genre.

"Isn't it in the chapter you read that night that Suzumire says a lousy set of curses at Kunihiko when he..." She didn't finish because his fingers circled around her point, making her almost scream.

Kakashi murmured his approval in her ear and once again brought his hand to her stomach to press her slender body against his, which was slowly rising to the same temperature as her own under the influence of hot water running down their naked figures. He pressed his erection against her, bringing another moan out of her mouth, while his hand, sunk between her thighs, caressing the nerve knot perfectly.

Sakura mumbled his name once again, remembering how that white proof of his fulfilment was flowing down his penis. And that memory made her part her lips wide, hungrily gasping for breath as Kakashi hit the right point, making her tremble as her body heralded her imminent orgasm.

"Yeah, Kakaaashiii..." she moaned, and he even didn't even think of stopping.

Sakura tilted her head back to rest it on his shoulder.

Kakashi firmly wrapped his left arm around her to keep her upright when her legs failed her.

"Kaaakaaashiiii..."

Her breath became shallow, jerky as she felt the precision with which his fingers rubbed the point at the centre of her. Seeing her so excited, he accelerated the movements of his hand, moving it back and forth, occasionally making circles to rub his touch against the equally sensitive petals of her labia.

"Yes, Sakura," he murmured in her ear as another moan left her mouth. "Moan my name, my sweet little cherry blossom."

She was really close now. Hatake was able not only to satisfy his own desires, but also hers. Moreover, his voice was driving her to the brink of endurance. And she realized that she had always liked to listen to him, only she had never realized how sexy he could sound right next to her ear.

"Cum for me, Sakura-chan."

As if on cue, a mighty wave of fulfilment rolled through her body. And her limp silhouette fell over him. Kakashi held her until the spasms of pleasure had completely let go, then he plunged his hand further between her thighs to slide his fingers slowly inside her and he almost choke on the inhaled air as it turned out how wet she already was.

"You could've asked me for help earlier," he said, before he took his fingers out of her and ran them over her stomach, over her breasts, and finally slid them into her mouth.

Sakura blinked in surprise, as she completely didn't expect such a turn of events, until she noticed his darkening gaze, with which he was sizing her up. With that awareness, she took his hand in hers and sucked his fingers. She imagined herself as if she was doing it that night, sliding his long fingers in and out of her mouth, licking every drop of his fulfilment, sucking them every now and then.

The hungry gaze that devoured her only encouraged her to keep playing. And so she slipped his fingers all the way in and sucked hard, rubbing her butt against his swollen cock and moaning her approval as he pressed hard on her.

"Sa... Sakura..." This time he was the one who muttered her name before he moved his left hand to her back and gently pushed her forward to make her bend, while he slipped his fingers out of her mouth and clamped both hands on her hips before pushing, pressing on her with his erection.

"Kaaakaaashiii..." Sakura mumbled his name once again, and Hatake realized that he couldn't take it anymore.

"Fuck," he gasped as he felt her wetness brush against him, and the next moment he sank into her with a loud groan of relief.

He slid into her slowly, relishing the damp walls of her vagina that was slowly adjusting to his size. Relief flooded him as he fully sank into her velvety softness.

"Fuck," he muttered, and Sakura arched her back at the right angle so that he could easily plunge into her all the way to the root. "Sakura... you're so tight... fuck..." He clenched his jaw as he could barely resist venting his own bliss.

Sakura rested both hands against the wall to somehow maintain her balance as Kakashi slowly began to move within her, each thrust of his hips making more moans pour out of her mouth. Every now and then it was his name because she had noticed that he liked it. Just like Kunihiko-sensei from Icha Icha.

His movements were slow at first. He was trying her, tasted her, checked the limits and what she liked the most. His hands gripped her hips tightly as he moved in and out, testing how her insides responded to him. He relished the warmth and dampness around him. Periodically, he would groan from his mouth to let her know how good she made him feel.

Sakura also alternately informed him about how wonderful she felt. She loved the feeling as he left her, only to fill her up again, reaching the places that needed him most with his full length. He dipped into her all the way to the root, gradually accelerating the thrusts of his hips.

"Oh, Kakashiiii..." she moaned once more as he leaned over her to reach back to her clitoris, which he began to tease with his fingers again. "Fucking hell..."

She felt his smile as he slipped more and more confidently inside her.

"Faster, Kakaaashiii," Sakura moaned, and then she screamed as his fingers hit perfectly to the timing of his cock movements inside her, rubbing her in the perfect spot to drive her crazy.

Sakura threw her head back, which Kakashi used to emerge his hand from between her thighs, grab her hair and bend her at the right angle, and with the other hand grab her hip again. Hatake was completely lost in this sensation, and his movements were precise and quick. Sakura moaned his name over and over again, as he stuck into her to the root, completely filling her with himself.

Their joined bodies emanated with such warmth that Sakura had to turn down the temperature of the water, which now pleasantly cooled their enthusiasm.

Kakashi was hammering into her as fast as he could, and she was taking him inside with delight, feeling the coming fulfilment. The groans of her partner only confirmed that in a moment he would flood her with the evidence of his fulfilment, but she... wanted to keep pace with him. So she took her hand from the wall and reached between her thighs, caressing the knot between the petals of her folds to the delight that Hatake induced in her.

"Kakashiiii," she gasped as she felt the first signs of impending fulfilment, and he muttered her name, thus realizing what state she had brought him to.

"Sakura... Sakura-chan," he gasped as he let go of her hair, slapped her buttock until she moaned with pleasure, then clenched his hands tightly on the sides of her hips, losing himself completely in their joint delight.

He sank inside her with each successive thrust of his hips.

"Fuck," he groaned as he felt Sakura cum with his name on her lips.

Lost in pursuit of his own fulfilment, he entered her confidently, slapping her hard against her buttocks. Sakura squirmed beneath him, feeling the post-fulfilment chills still run through her body, but she still held herself in the position for him... just for him. She wanted him to finish and flood her insides. She imagined his penis with his sperm dripping down it and she bit her lower lip with the pleasure of it. Kakashi cursed repeatedly, thrusting into her in the last thrusts before his body shook with fulfilment that rolled in a mighty wave, until he lost his breath for a moment, then regained it again.

"Fuck... Sakura..." he groaned as he flooded her whole interior with his semen, and then he didn't leave her for a while, moving slowly in her.

His heart was still pounding in his chest after the frantic chase, but the flame inside him slowly faded. The calm pace still dispersed the remnants of the pleasure oozing from their bodies, to enjoy her hot interior, which he filled and to satisfy his desires with the view he had just in front of him, then to leave her body.

Kakashi sighed blissfully before turning his partner to face him so he could finally meet her eyes, before he pushed her against the wall to press a kiss on her lips.

Sakura, on the other hand, was dazed by the experience of her orgasm, as well as what happened between them, whereby she barely managed to notice when she suddenly found herself face to face with him, but briefly enough to only make out the handsome features of the unmasked Kakashi, before he crushed her lips with a fiery kiss. She only moaned her approval through a kiss as she was pressed against the wall by his trained body.

She also allowed his tongue to burst inside her, hooking alluringly on her own, thereby encouraging play. Sakura didn't argue because Kakashi seemed to know his stuff. She had just had the orgasms of her life twice and was now being kissed by a true master of the arts of sensual experience.

"Kakashiii..." she purred his name as he moved his wet lips from the corner of her lips to her lower jaw and continued tracing a wet trail to the hollow of her neck, where Sakura completely lost her ability to think rationally and her eyes flickered backwards. A moan, however, was stuck in her throat, for she felt as if her soul had left her body for a moment.

And then Hatake moved away from her and stared at her eyes widened under the influence of unearthly caress. The young woman's hand almost immediately shot up into his face to hug his cheek, feeling a tiny protrusion under her fingers where she immediately followed her gaze and discovered a tiny mole near his perfect mouth.

"It..." Suddenly she had an epiphany. "It was you!"

Kakashi smiled in his dazzling way without releasing her from his arms.

"What are you talking about, Sakura?" He was surprised.

"Sukea... you were that photographer!" She exclaimed, studying the features of his face carefully.

Kakashi laughed. "You're quite perceptive."

"But why have you never told us?"

Kakashi leaned in to her ear to whisper; "I only show my face to the most important people in my life."

Sakura blinked in surprise, and blushes appeared on her cheeks.

"That's not true," she protested, but his breath tickled her neck, and she couldn't help it.

"Only sometimes I have to pull it down for less important people," he corrected himself, referring to a photo in his file that they had never been able to see. "But generally..."

"How did you even get here?" Sakura cut in into his words. "You're not supposed to know where I live..."

The innocent smile he gave her told her everything.

"How long have you known I live here?" She asked, staring at him suspiciously.

"Long enough to know what you're capable of in your bed in the evenings."

Sakura opened her eyes wider as the meaning of his words reached her, and when she followed her gaze to his two-colour stare, she was surprised to notice how his sharingan swirled, and then she started to moan his name once again.