Kakashi and Sakura

Project and Want

Kakashi holds my waist so softly. Making a protective move to show me I am his. Or well I will be his. After all when Kakashi finds a project he doesn't neglect. He holds his forehead in the crook of my neck. His breathe is heavy. He seems to be hesitant of this project. I mean it's just a kiss right. Maybe I shouldn't of teased him tell he was at this point. He suddenly lifts his head.

His eyes are watching me. There so weak so vulnerable. This expression was so unlike my sensei. It was so scared. I know taking in my own moves would be hard for him, but

it looks like I went a little to far.

He pushed me further against the desk. It is starting to hurt me, but I can only clutch him and whimper. He chuckles in my ear. He knows that I haven't had my first kiss yet. He always seem to know about me. He slides his right hand further up holding my shoulder. I know he is so scared, but I need him now. I don't care if it will brake is fake superiority. I was going to have him.

"Kakashi." I drop the sensei.

He snaps his face away from mine. Looking to the side of the classroom. I wasn't going to take that. We had been playing this game long enough. I wanted that mask to come down and make me gawk like a raging hormonal teenager I am.

"Kaka-kun." I dropped half his name.

I was making him shiver. Literally shaking as he held me. I know why, because that little friend of his stabbed me in the leg. I have never tried this. But when it's someone you need it seems to be natural.

"I knew you wouldn't be able to do it." I whisper in my teasing tone.

He tightens his grip. Making me cry slightly. He immediately presses my backwards holding down my arms on the desk. His eyes make him look angry. I hope he doesn't hurt me, I just want to feel his lips. Feel them collide with mine. I begin to blush. God damn my body. He doesn't chuckle I look away. My face burns even brighter when I feel something wet brush my neck. Is that what I think that is?

"Kakashi~" I whine slowly as he continues to lick the crook of my neck lightly.

He knows I'm weak to temptation. I don't like that. Him taking advantage, but I did the same so I can't fight. I shiver a bit as he blows on the trail of his tongue. He is truly bringing me down from my tower.

"Sakura-chan." He huskily whispers in my ear.

I just realize that he isn't wearing a mask. I'm such a retard to not notice that when he dipped his tongue on my flesh.

He knows I won't defy him now and releases my arms and slips his hands back down to my waist. I know he wants to go further. He simply is thinking of me. I can't allow that.

"Please." I cry egging him on.

He stops his breathing. His limbs tense and frozen in place. I can't figure out his problem tell he tries to pull his friend from my leg. I sit up quickly. He looks shocked. I pull his waist close to mine. He holds out his arms unknowing. It's not like I'm trying to get him to sleep with me, but I want him to feel comfortable about his attraction to me.

"Sakura, that was-"

"I won't look at your face."

I say it mostly to distract him. Also I'm not lying I won't. My face is buried in his chest. He is so warm. It makes my body burn when he touches me. Maybe it is my imagination, but it brings me to a smile.

"S-sakura-chan."

He started stuttering and I knew that was my chance. I grabbed his tie and lead him as I laid back onto the desk. He gulped. I kept my eyes shut. Making to keep my wish. He was sweating. Oh this dark room wasn't help with the placing of our hands. He grasped by ass. I don't know if it was accident or not but I hope it wasn't. He dips his nose into my chest. I almost whimper. His heart is starting to beat to the point I can hear it.

"Show me what the great Hatake can do." I was going to tempt him and make his friend hurt.

He brought his face up to mine. Lightly giving me a kiss, but I wanted more. I grab his shirt and pull him into me. Allowing him to use me as support if he lost control of his knees. I pulled upon his lips as I tried to deepen it. He felt my need and held by neck as he fought to win the war between our tongues. He quickly pulled away to make sure I was ready for more.

"I can't keep it to myself any longer." He breathes on my cheek.