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gdi im sorry i can't RESIST
#kakasaku | nsfw | cw: some SERIOUS size kink

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"I can't believe I'm gonna be stuck like this until tomorrow!" Sakura squeaked indignantly, swimming around in his bathroom sink, when she was /supposed/ to be bathing.

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"Hurry up, or I'm going to unplug the sink," he threatened, leaning down close to blow onto the water, creating a ring of disruptive waves around her.

She glared at him, her bright green eyes peeking over the edge of the water, drawing him in closer.

She swung her arm out, sending a miniature tidal wave at his face.

"Cute," he remarked dryly. She just giggled and continued swimming about.

Tired of waiting on her, he abandoned her to her lake-in-a-sink for his own shower.

He just wanted to brush his teeth. Such a simple request, and yet, she denied him.

"Can you give me some shampoo?" she called out.

"You have five strands of hair," he pointed out.

"And they /need shampooing!/" she insisted.

He ignored her.

He tilted his head back under the hot spray of the shower, letting it wash away the dirt and sweat from their mission and ease the tension in his body. It had been a fairly straightforward mission.

You know, with the exception of the shrunken Sakura swimming in his sink.

But complications were standard. He couldn't remember the last mission he'd gone on that didn't have a complication.

Though, lately, any disruptions could be narrowed down to one source; Haruno Sakura.

It wasn't really her fault, but, really, it was entirely her fault.

Aside from occasionally reading porn, Kakashi was a generally stand-up shinobi. Dutiful. Respectable. Mostly.

Since this thing with Sakura had begun (whatever it was), he had been decidedly less so.

Fucking in treetops, well above the heads of their teammates.

Fucking in tents, mere feet away from their teammates.

Fucking in hotel rooms on Konoha's dime.

Fucking whenever, and wherever with reckless abandon, really. It was shameful.

It was also undeniably hot, and he was undeniably hard, just thinking about it.

He listened out for the sound of Sakura tinkering around in his sink. Satisfied that she was thoroughly distracted, he brought a soapy hand down to his cock, slowly pumping himself until he was fully hard, and pre-cum was dripping from his tip.

He bit back a groan as he tugged himself in long, firm strokes, thinking about one of his favourite mission trysts.

The imagine of Sakura riding him within an inch of his life, her hand clasped over his mouth to keep him quiet while Sai and Naruto slept nearby flooded his mind.

Her perky, firm breasts bouncing as she crouched above him, knees working hard as she fucked down onto his cock in a brutal pace.

Fuck, he had come embarrassingly quickly that night. Luckily for him, Sakura seemed to take pleasure in that.

A small moan escaped him as he thought about the way she'd waddled up the length of his body to bring her pretty pussy to his lips, riding his face until she was muffling her own moans with her hands.

A loud clatter broke him out of his fantasy as he watched his shampoo bottle crash against the bathroom tiles, mini-Sakura standing at the edge of his tub where the bottle had once been.

Her eyes were glued to his cock. Specifically, to the hand he had wrapped around it.

"This is a massive invasion of privacy," he pointed out.

"Why are you touching yourself when I'm /right here?/" she complained, hands on her hips, looking very disgruntled for such a naked, slippery, little woman.

Kakashi glanced between her and his cock in uncertainty.

"Pick me up," she demanded.

"I'd rather not."

"/You owe me, Kakashi!/"

With a sigh, he offered her the hand that wasn't currently wrapped around his dick.

She knelt primly in his palm as he lifted her to face level with him. She was pouting.

"Why didn't you ask me for help?"

"My dick is literally bigger than you, Sakura," he said tiredly.

She flushed but offered no argument.

To appease her, he gave her a very tiny dollop of shampoo, which she graciously accepted, happily lathering away in the palm of his hand while he forewent his masturbation in favour of finishing this shower as quickly as possible.

Sakura made herself cozy in the corner of his pillow. He felt more comfortable having her sleep there in her current state than he thought was warranted, but if she could accept him for all his faults, than he supposed to could put up with a weird jutsu side-effect.

Besides, she looked disarmingly cute, all balled up on his pillow.

"Night, Kakashi," she murmured, crawling forward to press a tiny kiss to his cheek.

"Goodnight," he mumbled back, patting the top of her head softly with the tip of his finger.

Very cute, indeed.

He'd only just managed to fall asleep when his eyes were flying back open.

He heard tiny, muffled, high-pitched moans, which was odd, but not nearly as alarming as the deliberate rubbing he felt against his cock.

He yanked the bed sheets aside to discover that Sakura, in her teeny-tiny glory, was rubbing her slick little body along his length.

"/Mmmm, Kakashi,/" she moaned, mouth wide open against his skin, panting and licking to her heart's content.

She rose up, straddling his cock and rubbing herself against him, her body slippery with sweat, slick and his pre-cum, allowing her to slide along him, from tip to base, her arms and legs wrapped as far around him as possible.

Her eyes were pinched shut in ecstasy as she pulled herself along his length until she was licking at his tip, her tongue working mercilessly under the ridge of his head.

"/Fuck, Sakura,/" he hissed.

"I told you, I could help," she said, sighing happily as she+

+continued to rut against him.

He always knew she was a bit of a size queen, but this was excessive.

She tossed her head back with a wanton moan, her body arching, glistening in the moonlight filtering in through his window.

She clung to him, moaning softly while she licked and sucked at him, focusing her attention at the tip, her tongue swiping at the sensitive vein at the underside of his head while her body rhythmically squeezed and slipped around his shaft.

Pre-cum continued to drip out of him and onto her—on her face, her chest, and down her torso between her legs.

She worked her hips faster against him, desperately grinding, her moans growing breathier and more frantic.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum, Sakura," he groaned, watching her whole body work along him, twitching and quivering with her own pending orgasm.

"Mmmm, yes, please," she sighed, her eyes fluttering open to meet his. "Cum all over me."

Fuck, he did not need to be told twice.

His own broken groan overpowered her soft cries as she came from rubbing herself along his cock. He watched as she slipped around his cock to lay beneath it while rope after rope of cum shot out at her.

She hugged herself around his tip, slowly milking him for every bit he had to offer, covered head to toe in him, and still looking for more.

"/Fuck, Sakura,/" he moaned, twitching as she continued to writhe against him, though he was good and done.

She sighed happily, laying flat on her back against his abdomen, looking thoroughly and ridiculously debauched while he tucked himself back into his boxers.

"I think I need another bath," she mused after a long moment passed between them, both of them panting heavily.

"I think I need to learn that jutsu," Kakashi replied.

He fell asleep to the sound of Sakura's twinkly little giggle as she crawled up his torso to make herself comfortable on his chest.

When they woke up the next morning, Sakura was full-sized, but no less messy.

Kakashi agreed to let her shower with him again, though cleaning her up was the last thing on his mind.

fin~

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