Thread by @alhollandwrites

today i have no original thoughts, only lust.
#kakasaku | nsfw
cw: choking, gagging

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“Mmph—fuck—/Kakashi…/”

Kakashi shushed Sakura with a sharp hiss, his hand tightening on her neck and his mouth slotting over hers to muffle her moans.

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Her wavering sighs and broken groans were quieter, but there was nothing he could do about the sound of their skin connecting wetly, again and again, as his hips collided with her thighs.

She grunted into his mouth with each thrust, her nails biting into the back of his neck.

She scratched and clawed at him relentlessly, her hands pushing and pulling indecisively, even as her walls gripped him tighter, pulled him in deeper.

He sunk his teeth hard into her bottom lip until she yelped and clenched hard around him.

With a gasp, she broke their kiss, her head slamming back against the wall with a low thud, not that it seemed to matter to her.

"'M gonna cum," she mumbled, her voice cracking with the effort to keep quiet. "Gonna fucking cum, K-kashi, oh my god—/oh my god/—"

"/Quiet,/" he warned, nipping at her earlobe harshly. She keened—a piercing, unmistakable sound.

"P-please—oh, god, /please.../" she moaned. He tightened his hand again, watching as her eyes rolled back in ecstasy, her body leaning fully into his,+

+yielding to him in a way that was so unlike the Haruno Sakura that was so widely revered.

No one would ever dream of silencing Sakura—of taking this powerhouse of a woman, and fucking her into submission. Making her beg and plead. That wasn't Sakura.

But Kakashi knew better.

"Yes," she gasped, her face growing red. "More. Harder."

He fucked her deeper, her back scraping against the wall he had her up against, her legs tightening around his waist.

When she came, she trembled so violently, she nearly fell to the floor.

Her cry of release was by no means quiet. At this right, half the village would know how she begged her Hokage to fuck her nearly everyday. How she came to him wet and ready, dying to lose control.

Her body twitched as he continued to fuck her through her orgasm.

He stroked under the edge of her jaw with his thumb, sweeping back and forth in time with his cock pumping into her, slow and deep.

Her eyes were unfocused and heavy-lidded when she looked at him again, her lips parted, already ready to release more of her sinful noises.

He snapped his hips hard into hers, making her cry out in surprise.

"/Be. Quiet,/" he growled, punctuating each word with another hard thrust.

"/Ooooh.../" she wailed, her thighs trembling as he fucked her with long strokes.

"Tsk."

If she wouldn't shut up, he'd shut her up himself.

Her eyes widened in surprise when his hand left her throat for her jaw, his index and middle fingers prying between her lips until they were hooked onto her bottom row of teeth.

He pulled her mouth open wide, her tongue lolling onto his fingers as she groaned incoherently.

Her throaty moans quickly turned to hums and muffled whimpers as he shoved his fingers into her mouth, far back along her tongue until she was choking lightly on them.

"I've been thinking about this mouth all day," he confessed, his lips resting against the shell of her ear as he spoke, sending shivers down her spine and making her cunt twitch around him.

"You're just begging to have it filled, aren't you?"

When she didn't answer, he gave her three sharp thrusts, deeper, harder.

"/Aren't you?/" he asked again, forcing his fingers deeper into her throat in time with his cock.

"Mm-hmm," she whined, her head shaking up and down in a slight nod, as much as she could manage with his hand encasing the bottom half of her face.

To drive home her enthusiasm, she swirled her tongue around, laving at his fingers,+

+coating them with so much spit, it started to escape the confines of her mouth.

"Such a needy thing," he mused, fucking her pussy and mouth in tandem until her body was convulsing from it. "You need this cock, don't you?"

Her eyes rolled back again as she hummed a long, broken moan around his fingers.

Her cunt tightened around him, pulsing as she groaned and writhed, grinding herself against him as tightly as she could, his cock buried inside her and her clit rubbing on his pelvis as she came.

Kakashi swore softly, gripping her hard with the one hand he had on her ass, holding on with everything he had to keep from following her off the ledge.

She needed someone to fuck her properly, and he was determined to be the only man who could satiate her the way she deserved.

When her body stopped twitching long enough that he could walk himself away from the ledge, he pulled out of her slowly, leaving only the tip inside her.

She whimpered, wiggling her hips to get him back inside, to make him fill her up. He gave her ass a sharp pinch in warning.

Her ignored her desperate writhing and broken moans in favour of admiring the thick streak of cream along his cock, watching it gather and smear as he slowly pushed back in, inch by inch, only to pull out again, just as tortuously slow.

She sucked his fingers hard, bringing his attention back to her face as she purposely pulled him deeper into her throat until he felt it constrict around his fingers.

She coughed quietly but didn't let up, forcing her mouth open wider until he slipped a third finger in.

As if telling him that if he wouldn't fill her cunt, then she would make him fill her mouth.

"Mm, look at that pretty mouth," he murmured, slowly ramping up his pace, sliding into her wet heat with languid strokes.

"Maybe I should fuck that instead," he suggested with a smirk, enjoying the panic in her eyes and the frantic clenching of her pussy.

"Mm-mm." She shook her head, consequently choking on his fingers from the motion. More spit trickled out of her mouth and down his hand.

"No? But I thought you loved getting your mouth fucked," he mused, fucking her harder and curling his fingers inside her mouth.

"You look so pretty, with your lips stretched around me," he continued, his pace increasing further, her slick dripping down his cock.

"/Fuck—/ Look at you. Look at what a mess you're making."

Her moan was a gurgled sound as she flexed her hips hard.

"Pussy's so wet with your cum," he rasped. "Drooling all over my hand, dying to be filled up anyway you can."

Her face was red, her cheeks stained with tear tracks as she brokenly sobbed around the intrusion in her throat.

"Are you coming again, angel?" he asked, feeling her walls flutter around him once more, knowing that he wouldn't be far behind as his balls began to tighten.

Sakura coughed, her spit spraying out in thick strands, coating her lips and his knuckles.

Her legs twitched around him, her hands clutched desperately at his neck and shoulders, and her moans coming out in a gargled mess.

Fuck, she was too much.

"Cum for me again," he demanded.

"Guh?"

She shook her head again, coughing and going bright red, but adamant, nevertheless.

He growled and tore his fingers from her mouth, leaving a trail of her spit from her lips to her neck as he clutched it again.

"/Cum for me again./"

He briefly squeezed until she gasped, and her body clenched, and then he was dragging his hands to her thighs, gripping her behind her knees and forcing her legs back against they were spread wide, her knees pushed up to her chest.

A loud moan escaped her as he fucked her, easily sliding deeper into her than before. He quieted her with a kiss, pressing his tongue into her mouth, where she weakly sucked at it, moaning ceaselessly into his mouth.

"Gonna fill you up," he mumbled between sloppy kisses.

"Be a good girl and cum for me, Sakura. Show me you deserve it."

She cried out, pressing her lips to his hard to keep herself from screaming.

A few more deep strokes, and he felt the tension in him break.

His thrusts lost their consistency as he fucked into her in a fast, frantic pace, chasing his release with reckless abandon, groaning into her mouth as he shot into her.

Pump after pump, he felt her wet pussy become impossibly wetter.

His heartbeat was pounding in his ears, his vision blurry as he came down, his forehead pressed tight to the crook of Sakura's shoulder. It took everything in him to keep her steady against the wall, both of them trembling from the aftershock of their orgasms.

Slowly, softly, he pulled out of her, careful not to overstimulate her further. Still, she twitched and whimpered, her hands clenching his sweater weakly in her fists.

He let her down onto her feet gently, holding her hips until he was sure she was stable.

She didn't show any signs of being unable to stand on her own, but she still clung to him, tilting her face up to him expectantly.

She was a mess. Shaky-legged, the skin of her thighs coated in cum, and a mess of spit—his and hers—on her lips and chin.

He happily kissed her.

"Should've brought a towel," she whispered softly, leaning her body against his, curling into his warmth.

"You think we'd learn," he quipped, rubbing slow circles into her back until her shivering subsided.

She hummed happily, relaxing in his hold, and eventually allowing him to step back far enough to help her get dressed.

"So," she started, looking at him rather brazenly for someone walking bow-legged. "You can't stop thinking about my mouth, huh?" she teased.

fin~

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