Hatake leaned over her and his hand moved back to her hip, gripping it tighter as he pressed her against the wall with a firm movement. His hard knee pressed against the topping of her thighs and the soaked lace once again. Whereas his other hand that was wandering around the breasts, once again went to her face, cuddling to her cheek and lifting a little towards himself. Kakashi's lips once again contorted with a triumphant smile as he had Sakura in the palm of his hand.

"I wish you only had my forehead protector on," he murmured into her ear in this sexy low voice.

Haruno moaned at the caress of his tone, closeness and touch. She almost felt a foretaste of what lay ahead as Kakashi's lips covered her own. She purred at the sweet caress of his tongue, her hands wrapped around his neck again. Sakura, tilting her head back, gave back every kiss, each move of his tongue.

The chill of the wall additionally stimulated her, especially when the man's hot body clung to her. The young woman moaned her approval as she felt the hardness of his manhood against her hip. She eagerly ran her hands over his still clad torso, then finally slid her fingers under the fabric of his pants, finding his hardened and ready cock. Her fingers tightened on it once again, moving slowly in a pulsating rhythm.

Kakashi groaned right into her mouth, and she replied with the same as his knee pressed against her once more. His lips slid down to the hollow of her neck, from where they began their journey, leaving her body covered with goose bumps and her moans never ended. Especially when the man slid his hands over her back, slowly unbuttoning her dress. The touch of his rough fingers against the bare skin of her back made her shiver. She squeezed her hand tighter then on his impressive length, and he completed his journey as the dress split on her back, then slipped off her shoulders, exposing her breasts behind the lace of the see-through bra.

Hatake devoutly took care of her breasts as he slid with kisses from her neck to her cleavage and on, until he finally grasped the nipple in his mouth through the thin fabric of her bra. Haruno gave a muffled shout, and her hand broke the caress of his cock for a moment. Kakashi smiled as he wrapped his mouth around her protruding nipple, sucking it. After a while, his tongue joined to the movements of his lips. Sakura parted her lips to moan his name. Her hand returned to the caress, slowly moving his foreskin to the rhythm of his mouth, which then began to descend even lower until she lost her toy within reach. Kakashi was placing sweet kisses along her belly, and the dress fell off to the floor the moment the man reached her depilated mound covered with a thin scrap of cloth that Hatake quickly shed.

"Is it only me or is it newly?" he asked with his lips against her femininity.

Haruno bit her lower lip, holding back a moan.

"Is it especially for me?" he asked as his lips sank into her folds.

"Yes," she replied breathlessly as his tongue found a point that aroused Sakura to such an extent that she slowly lost touch with reality. All she could feel was his mouth down there. On impulse, she braided her fingers into his hair, moaning his name once more.

Hatake looked at her with his mismatched eyes, taking incredible satisfaction from the fact that the young kunoichi was wearing his protector. With her head tilted back, her lips parted in a sexy way, moaning and moving her hips to the rhythm of his tongue — she looked like a goddess. Kakashi felt as if he had just received his birthday gift prematurely.

"I feel honoured," he replied before sucking on her clitoris, and Sakura screamed, tugging at his hair.

"Kakashi-sensei," she moaned, trying to form the sentence she wanted to say, but the words completely evaporated from her head, and the taste of his name left a permanent mark on her tongue.

The man smiled, clearly pleased with himself before he sank back into the folds, teasing the knot of nerves with the tip of his tongue. It was at that moment that Sakura trembled and flooded with even more moisture, if at all possible, as it was already so wet that Kakashi could easily slip into her... He just had to reach...

Then Haruno tugged at his hair harder, so Hatake could do nothing but submit to her will. That's why he straightened up in front of her, and she clenched her hands on the front of his T-shirt and pulled him to her, kissing him passionately. This time she tasted not only him, but also her own taste, and somehow it didn't bother her too much. Her tongue wrapped around his, and her lips stretched into a sensual smile. Her hands tightened on his shoulders, and Kakashi pressed her against the wall again. His erection pressed tightly against her abdomen. Haruno whined directly into his mouth. And there was a low growl from his throat as her teeth caught his lower lip. Despite everything, Sakura didn't break the kiss. She just moved restlessly in his firm embrace, thirsty for him. She wanted him to fill her, as the emptiness inside her was starting to hurt her painfully. Although the young kunoichi didn't know what she really lacked, because she had never done it before.

For a moment she had doubts, and the boldness driven by the amount of alcohol poured into herself slowly left her. Because... Kakashi seemed to know quite a bit in this area, while she had no idea about anything and suddenly felt her shyness breaking through her steel cover.

But when the man bit her lower lip, she moaned, suddenly returning to reality and the feeling of his erection pressing against her abdomen as she cupped his neck with her fingers braided in his hair. Sakura parted her lips more and allowed to his tongue's caress, reciprocating with the same enthusiasm. She whimpered right into his mouth once more, completely abandoning the feeling of shyness.

Hatake broke the kiss to dive into the crease of her neck, where his lips left wet marks on her sensitive skin. Haruno tilted her head back, giving herself completely to this overwhelming feeling of elation. With his name on her lips, she tugged harder at his silvery hair. A soft grunt came out of his throat in response. One of his hands went to her back, where he unbuttoned the clasp on her bra. Sakura let him undress from the top of her underwear with a small sigh, and her firm breasts fell a bit, finally free from the bra binding them.

Kakashi began to study her naked body parts with considerable interest. One of his hands gripped her breasts, while the other slid between her thighs, going into a skid on the final straight from the excess moisture in that area. Shinobi purred approvingly as he moved his hands to her hips to lift a small kunoichi off the floor and carry her to the bed, but before he could do so, Sakura broke free from his grip. Deciding it was a good time for a rematch, Haruno, still obscured by his hitai-ate on her eyes; turned around by guess so that now it was Hatake who was pushed and pinned to the wall by his former apprentice, who after a while tore off his shirt and a tank top combined with his mask. She ran her hands over his bare torso, examining with her fingertips every curve of the trained muscles of the chest, abdomen and lower abdomen with the characteristic V-shaped indentations by his hips. The young kunoichi felt the shinobi tremble at her touch.

"What if I took your protector off now?" she asked, her lips on his chest, streaked with hair.

Kakashi hissed softly.

"You wouldn't get the prize," he answered, and then she tugged at the buckle of his pants, sliding kissing him downward, through his muscled belly, down to his hips and underbelly adorned with darker hairs.

Sakura crouched in front of him, and the man had to force his will to suppress the groan that was about to leave his mouth, as he watched the young woman crouching in front of him with her eyes blindfolded.

"And what is the reward?" she asked, taking his cock in her hand.

This time the shinobi couldn't help but groan. As he looked down at the young pink-haired kunoichi, crouching with her legs spread wide, who slowly began to slide his penis into her mouth.

Hatake let out a choked groan. "Sakura..."

The sound of her name in his mouth sounded so sexy, sensual, personal. As if it were more than just a name, as if it were a confession. The mentioned one moaned with approval, slowly slipping his impressive length in. She noticed that he was already hard to the limit, yet he didn't rush her anyway. He let her have fun. One thing was for sure — Hatake was tough.

Inner Sakura smiled devilishly as her hands encircled his cock, and she began to suck on its head, sliding it in and out of her mouth, simultaneously clenching her hands along its entire length to the rhythm of the caress of her lips.

Kakashi, under the influence of her actions, leaned his bare back and buttocks against the cold wall to somehow cool down. Though a glance at the pink-haired woman kneeling in front of him, operating her lips as well as if she had been doing it for years, not as if it were her first time, he felt hot again. Or maybe she was telling the truth about the experience she had learned from the books? Oh, no... Hatake groaned once more, feeling his imagination and actual body sensations — especially as Sakura began to slide her tongue along his entire length — mingled with each other, pushing him over the edge way too soon. That's why he grabbed the young kunoichi into his embrace and, grasping passionately at her lips, moved towards his bed, carrying Haruno across the threshold of his bedroom.

A young woman wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms entwined around his neck, responding to his kisses, whimpering a little. When she suddenly felt the coldness of the sheets under her back and the softness of the mattress. She made a soft noise as Kakashi broke away from her lips abruptly, then briskly parted her legs. Sakura almost choked on her own moan as his hardness hit her entrance. She muttered his name, arching at the sensation.

He slipped into her without warning, so suddenly, so quickly that she didn't even have time to register the slight pain of her deflowering. She was more focused on how the walls of her vagina began to accept his size, hardness, and thickness to allow him to move quickly.

Haruno writhed in his bed, moaning his name again and again, as he moved within her with such a fast pace, as if he had been driven to the extremes.

"Kakashi," she whined, clutching his buttocks.

Hatake then stepped back a little, slowing his movements for a moment, thereby allowing her to experience these sensations in depth as she lifted her legs so that she could rest them on his shoulders. Sakura didn't know what it was about, but when Kakashi hammered into her with a quick, firm movement, she moaned her approval, although her thigh muscles protested a bit under the influence of an unnatural position, but the sensations of her former teacher completely overshadowed the pain.

"Kakashi," she moaned, trying to make a sentence again, but it felt as if her brain had turned to mush.

"Hm?" he panted.

"Can I... take it off...?"

It was all she could say in the pauses between moans in response to the hard thrusts of his hips. The feeling that came with it was overwhelming as his hard cock slid into her to the root, caressing the walls of her vagina that were tightening against it.

But as he registered her words, he paused for a moment, staring at her face.

"Couldn't I take it off after everything?" he asked.

"But I want it to be gone now!" the young kunoichi protested.

Kakashi moved slightly, and even the slight movement woke her up.

"I just don't like when someone is looking at me while I'm..." He couldn't finish his speech as Sakura pulled him closer with the help of her legs, and when she heard his soft grunt just above her, she said through clenched teeth, "Get it off me!"

Hatake hesitated for a moment, and then he started to move in her again, but this time he did it slowly and although Haruno tried to protest under him, her moans were a sufficient answer that she didn't want him to stop.

"Please!" she whined after a moment. "I want to see the face of the man who brought me to this state..."

"After we finish."

"No!" Sakura snapped, clenching her hands on his shoulders.

Kakashi hesitantly reached for her face and slipped the forehead protector up over her forehead. Her green eyes met the man's mismatched eyes for a moment when he closed his eyes again under the influence of the movements of his hips. Sakura also had trouble concentrating when she felt every caress through his slow thrusts. Then she focused on his face and froze.

A moan got stuck in her throat as a wave of shivers rolled through her body and for a moment her eyes darkened, and when the image sharpened again, Sakura saw Kakashi's startled gaze.

"Did you just come?" he asked, clearly surprised.

Sakura also seemed surprised, although the feeling was overwhelming and she immediately felt more moisture between her thighs. Did she really get an orgasm just from looking at his face?!

"Er... I don't know," she whispered.

And then Kakashi smirked, and she felt her body push her down into the abyss of pleasure once again. The man above her trembled by himself, but the look he gave Sakura made her cheeks flush a lot.

"Again?" He was surprised.

Sakura bit her lower lip and put the protector on her eyes again. Kakashi made no protest as he began to thrust into her faster and all the way to the root. Losing that initial rhythm as his fulfilment was just within reach. The man closed his eyes, surrendering himself completely to the pleasure that filled his body. He leaned on his hands at the sides of her head, speeding up his movements, and as he momentarily froze over her with her name on his lips. Sakura took the protector off her eyes, studying his handsome face expressing bliss, and then she closed her eyes as well savouring his last thrusts as fulfilment rolled through her body once more, and from her lips brought out his name.

After a while, Kakashi fell on her, and she wrapped her arms and legs around him, which he had previously removed from his shoulders.

"Kakashi," Sakura gasped as the man still didn't move.

"Hm?"

"You're choking me," she gasped in response.

Then the man rolled onto his back, so that she was on top of him. The young woman looked closely at his calm face.

"Sakura," he began, and fell silent before finishing his thought.

"Mm?" she purred when she managed to calm her breathing.

Kakashi tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, while his other hand rested on her buttock.

"Did you just come from just looking at me?" he asked, and she sensed a hint of amusement in his voice.

Embarrassed kunoichi rolled her eyes.

"No! What kind of question is that anyway?" she snorted.

But when their eyes met, the deep pink blush that adorned her cheeks clearly made the man understand what had really happened.

"Well... it was an interesting sensation," he said, and she registered as in the fog that the man mumbled her name just as they both reached orgasm.

"Oh, yes," she agreed. "Especially when you mumbled my name."

A mischievous smile curved her lips as Kakashi met her green eyes.

"Then we're even, because you muttered mine," he retorted.

"I didn't..." She was about to protest when Kakashi cut her off with a sweet kiss on her lips. Sakura didn't argue.

At least until there was a slow clapping from the corner of the room.