Darkness.

There was only darkness before her eyes. And myriads of dancing sparks under the influence of ecstasy that took over her body. The music flowed through her entire body, and she writhed and flexed to the rhythm that thudded throughout the room. There would be nothing strange about it, if not for the fact that she was basically kneeling on the floor and riding the lips of a stranger.

How did she get into this position?

Well, Ino always had stupid ideas. And Sakura knew it perfectly well. That's why she didn't understand what it was that made her listen to this Pig again. And end up in a place like this. Full of all these people with no moral boundaries. Including the man beneath her.

His tongue slid between the petals of her labia, hitting the perfect centre of her erogenous zone. His lips sucked around meticulously, intensifying all her sensations.

Sakura wasn't the type of girl who visited such places, but she had been alone for so long. So many years have passed that she simply missed the closeness. She was lonely. Eager for closeness. Looking for the warmth of another person, even if only for this one night.

Despite the general feeling that what had happened today shouldn't have happened at all, she couldn't stop. No, when the stranger actually pulled her to the floor himself, and surrounded them with a protective jutsu and silenced their chakras. He himself sat her on his face and began to move her hips to the rhythm of the music resounding from DJ's platform.

And maybe Sakura would be ashamed of all this, if not for the fact that all the regulars of this club had their eyes covered with black blindfolds. Everyone without exception. No one knew who was hanging out with whom, only to come back here a few days later and not be ashamed every day that something as promiscuous as casual sex with a random person or sometimes even a collective orgy had happened.

And that was why she was here. Because of this anonymity. And also because she finally felt like someone cared about her, as if they were really together. Sakura didn't care what she'll feel tomorrow. She didn't care if the amount of alcohol poured into herself allowed her to remember what was happening here. All she wanted was a moment of respite. A moment of oblivion. And the stranger guaranteed her of just that.

She moaned lingeringly as her partner squeezed her buttocks with his hands and sucked her clitoris harder. She felt so good that for a moment she stopped moving and froze. Stretching her back, she accepted his caress. She let the tongue that had been gnawing at her plexus of nerves a moment ago now sink inside her. The moan froze in her throat and she could barely breathe as once again myriads of stars flashed before her eyes and her body was enveloped in spectacular fulfilment.

"Oh yes..." A moan followed by a soft groan escaped her lips.

The man beneath her murmured his approval and allowed his arm to wrap around her hips before licking and sucking her clitoris again. He moved his free hand between her thighs and slowly traced his finger from her groin straight to her hot and moist inside. Interior that invited him.

Sakura moved her hips nervously until his fingers dug inside her. She moaned her approval, but her partner seemed displeased, as he bit her quite painfully, but then let her relax as his mouth and tongue began to work in unison again. To the accompaniment of his fingers digging into her wet and inviting interior.

She felt so good that she almost lost herself in the rhythm of her hips. She felt as if her body was responding to the actions of the man beneath her. They worked together like a tandem.

The man cursed, his deep voice echoing inside her.

She wanted more.

She desired more.

And she was going to show it to him.

Sakura dug her fingers into his soft-touch hair and jerked it up. He grunted in approval and did as she silently asked. He ran his tongue one last time between the petals of her labia, and she shivered as he dug his fingers deeper into her, followed by that last lick, before lowering her.

She knew one thing.

They were both shinobi.

They both had techniques that others couldn't even name, like what Sakura was about to do now.

The man pulled himself up and found her lips almost immediately. Sakura completely didn't expect that, because she was going to surprise him now, but he thwarted her plans. He sucked passionately into her mouth, and the combination of her own taste with the taste of his mouth and tongue had a staggering effect on her. She also felt as if the space around them was highly electrified.

Their lips collided with each other, tongues locked as in a fight for dominance, and then Sakura no longer knew whether her fingers were intertwined in his hair or his own. They were a tangle of arms and legs and bodies rubbing against each other. Thirsty for each other. She could feel his erection against her belly as they knelt together and kissed passionately.

Sakura realized with pain that she wanted this man here and now.

She reached her hand down between their joined bodies and slid it all the way under the fabric of his pants. He hissed softly, breaking their kiss for a moment. Her cool hand encircled his cock stretched to the limit and pumped some of her healing chakra into it, which she slightly modified. The guy in front of her moaned loudly, then gasped as cum gushed out of his member. Sakura smiled triumphantly and collided with his lips again.

This time they both lost control. He kissed her, growling every now and then as she once again pumped some chakra into his cock, once again making him orgasm. He gasped and knocked her to the floor. She didn't care when she had him in her grasp, and now she was the one giving him pleasure.

And when she was about to fill him with chakra a third time, he wouldn't let her. She sent it a little, but not enough to bring him to orgasm, just enough to make him fully erected again.

"You surprised me," he gasped, and the smile never left her lips. "But if you want to play unfair, I can show you some tricks too."

She shivered involuntarily at his deep, sensual voice. He bit down on her earlobe, then moved his kisses to her neck, and as she moaned, she was enveloped in incredible ecstasy again. He ripped off her panties, lifted her skirt, and entered her in one confident move. Sakura screamed in surprise, but also excited. She hadn't expected it to happen so quickly.

And once he was inside her, one of his hands returned between her thighs. Sakura held her breath. His fingers nudged her clitoris, but it wasn't just his fingertips that did it. He did something else, something that sent a wave of heat through her entire body and caused fulfilment to roll through her entire being with the force of a tsunami.

She moaned her approval and felt his smile as he leaned in to kiss her. However, he didn't stop there. After a moment he broke away from her mouth and made her comfortable so that he could then digging into her in a frenzied rhythm. Again and again this strange wave passed through her body as his fingers poked her clitoris, and the air around her seemed electrified. As if lightning passed between them.

Sakura immediately felt her mouth dry as soon as she thought about it. She tried not to think about who her mate was, but the realization that he might have had a lightning nature suddenly hit her. She knew only two people who owned it, and none of them sounded as appetizing as the man giving her such a spectacular orgasm.

Another wave of ecstasy washed over her. And he was riding her, digging into her. He pushed, he tasted. His fingers caressed her clitoris again and again before doing the same with her breasts. Sakura felt her nipples harden as her partner used this technique on her. She decided not to owe him and rested her hands on his chest. She pumped chakra into him, sending it all over his body. It wasn't some kind of healing chakra, but a stimulating chakra. She had recently discovered this method and apparently her partner liked it very much.

It only took three more thrusts of his hips for him to flood her insides with the evidence of his fulfilment and sum it all up with a short, "Fuck."

Sakura echoed him.

They were both breathing heavily.

"It... was... amazing," he panted before slipping out of her.

Sakura nodded.

"We definitely need to do this again sometime," he stated, and Sakura heard him adjust his clothes.

"Wait a minute," she pleaded, sitting up.

She felt his gaze on her, even through the mask over her eyes.

"Is it... do you have the nature of lightning?" she asked, feeling a slight surge of courage.

"And what does this have to do with it?"

Sakura was confused, felt hotness that hit her cheeks with redoubled strength.

"I only know two people who wield it," she explained.

She sensed his smile as he leaned in close to her ear.

"And you wouldn't want me to be one of those people, would you?" he asked, but she could hear the laughter in his voice. Did it not bother him at all that she might know him? "Or maybe you think that there are only two people in our Village who have such nature?"

His last question sent a flash of relief.

"By the way... what was that trick you used on me? Now that we're exchanging our techniques..."

Sakura bit her lower lip, but she didn't object. "Modified medical jutsu."

The guy fell silent.

"I recently developed a rather interesting stimulation strategy to help me if a patient's heart stopped beating," she explained, feeling that the man didn't understand what she meant.

She was wrong.

The stranger tore the mask from her eyes just before he tore it off himself.

Sakura blinked her eyes to get used to the blaze of colours in the crowded room and to see a handsome, white-haired man with staring eyes in front of her.

"Sakura...?" he gasped in surprise.

The problem was that Sakura recognized that voice. He must have modulated it before, because she didn't recognize him at all, but now that voice... those eyes... the bottom of his face she saw for the first time in her life. Her heart did a somersault.

"Kakashi...?" She seemed as surprised as he was.

"Shit," he growled, running a nervous gesture through his hair.

The somersault was only a foretaste of what was happening to her heart at the moment. It was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest.

"Can... can we pretend it never happened?" he suggested, looking very confused.

Sakura nodded. However, she didn't expect that this experience would leave such a mark on her memories that it wouldn't let itself be forgotten.

Thus ended the craziest night of her life. For the next two weeks, she couldn't forget it, and when she passed Kakashi on the street, they both pretended not to see each other except for the occasional greeting. She also didn't admit to anyone that since that night she couldn't please herself without imagining what Kakashi was doing to her what he was doing back then.

And when Ino asked her about the night off, Sakura told her every time that she couldn't remember anything because of the amount of alcohol she drank that night. She then attacked her for leaving her there all alone. Ino promised to appear but never set foot in this club. For which then she apologized to Sakura and over time she stopped asking about the memorable night.

However, Sakura couldn't forget about it.

That's why one very rainy night she stood on the threshold of Kakashi's house, who opened the door for her freshly bathed and only wearing a towel.

"Sakura?"

She said nothing.

She just pounced on him.

Kakashi didn't object when she started kissing him passionately. All she heard was him closing the door, then leaning her against it and fucking her until morning.