Disclaimer: FAN-fiction… it's really self-explanatory…

18+ time for real.

LEMON LEMON LEMON! There, I warned you.

Sakura's eyes snapped open. She sat up, still gripping Kakashi's hard length in her grasp. She looked down at him, her eyes a hazy mix of confusion, hidden lust and a bit of concern.

He couldn't speak. He could only try to breathe. And the way his mind was whirling, he had a feeling he wasn't doing too hot at it.

Her brows furrowed as she took in the way his breathing was labored and his eyes clenched shut. It looked like he was in pain. "Kakashi, what's…" her thumb, still resting on his tip, rubbed slightly. Kakashi let out a throaty groan from deep in his chest and pushed his head back. She could tell through his mask that his mouth had fallen open.

Sakura's eyes widened in recognition. Looked to where her hand was, "Oh!" She snatched back her hand, and glared at him as embarrassment flooded her.

Kakashi let out a low growl as he rolled her over onto her back and caged her head between his hands. "Sakura, what were you dreaming about?" his voice failed to sound as stern as he was going for and inside came out husky and deep.

Sakura swallowed, 'Great. I molested him in his sleep… in my sleep and now he is gonna rip me to pieces.' She blushed so hard, she could feel the heat from her ears to her chest, "I, um…"

"You, uh, what?" he breathed into her ear before pressing his masked mouth right below it. He primal animal inside him had burst free from its cage when her hand had wrapped around his length. Now it was fully planning on claiming its mate, his mate. He inhaled her scent as his lips trailed her neck, lightly brushing.

She gasped slightly, "Hnnn… Sasuke found out about our… our…" She was dazed. Her senses were on overload. Leaning her head, she subconsciously gave him more access to her neck as his ministrations sent burst of fire through her.

A please grumbling vibrated through his chest as she allowed him more of her neck. He rewarded her with a long lave of his tongue, reveling in her pants as her fingers scrambled to clutch at his back. "About our what?" he nibbled her earlobe lightly.

Her breathing quickened, "Mmm, our k-kiss… he went after," she gasped as he sucked on her lobe, "-ter you. I tried to, Nnnn, s-stop him," her fingers dug slightly into his shoulders as he licked the hallow beneath her ear. His mask was gone! "Gah! … but, he- he wouldn't, Mmm… then… Aah!"

Kakashi trailed down her throat slowly with wet kisses, the tingles radiating out from the contact made her wonder if he was bringing some of his lightening-like chakra to his lips, "Mmm, K-kashi…"

He pulled back eliciting a whimper in protest from Sakura. He grinned down at her, drinking in her tousled hair and flush face. He wanted to taste her lips, but he was enjoying teasing her way too much. And, he was terribly curious what his little blossom had been dreaming about. "What happened after?"

Her blush spread to her neck as she took in his unmasked features for the first time. His angular jaw, chiseled cheek bones, straight nose, shapely mouth with a crooked smile, a tiny cute mole at the bottom corner of his mouth… Blinking, she noticed a jagged, though faded scar running from each corner of his mouth, giving him a permanent impish grin like his namesake the scarecrow. It was long since healed, and she idly wondered if this was why he wore the mask.

Her eyes flicked to his as she realized that he had frozen above her. His mismatched eyes watched her carefully, and though he was usual hard to read, the look in his eyes gave him away. He was waiting. Waiting for her reaction to his appearance and to his scars. Her fingers brushed over them tenderly.

His lashes fluttering closed and the crease between his brow smoothed as she accepted his scars, accepted him.

She mumbled her reply to his question as her fingers brushed over his lips and cheeks and everywhere now exposed to her.

"I'm sorry," he ducked his head and dipped his tongue in the dip between her collarbones, "What was that?"

She bit her lip, her hands circling back to his back, "I begged you not go. And that I… that I-"

He nipped at her collarbone's and growled at her reaction of nails biting into his back. "That you what Sakura?" he growled. He had to hear it.

Sakura shuddered as heat waves pulsed through her body. "I love you!" as she threw her head back and moaned, his tongue laved hot kisses past her collarbones.

Something in him snapped at her admission. Suddenly his hands had to be everywhere on her at once. His mouth found hers and his tongue practically begged for entrance. He snapped his hips forward rubbing his hardness against the growing heat between her legs.

Clutching to his back, she pushed her hips up to meet his. Moans and sighs fell from her lips between heated kisses as his hips ground into hers meeting her thrust for thrust. She pressed her body hard against his and eagerly sought him out with as much fervor as he had. Her hand snaked its way back down his chest to rub along his length through his pants.

"Sakura…" A growl vibrated in his chest. His hand went for her bindings. He locked eyes with her asking permission; his answer was a tighter grip on his already throbbing member. He practically tore them off, tossing the torn fragments away as if it had offended him by even existing.

His hungry eyes soaked in her newly exposed skin whispering her name reverently, "Sakura." She hid her face, but he pulled her chin back up to look at him, "You are so beautiful."

She gasped at the look in his eyes, bring his face down to meet hers in a searing kiss that molded their lips together in a more passionate exchange than the lusty ones before. Their tongue danced, tasted and explored as his hand softly brushed over her soft, full mounds. A thumb brushed across a dusty pink tip, which responded by hardening immediately. He rubbed circles around it, smiling at the purr's coming from the thrashing woman beneath him.

"Mmm, Kakashi, more," she panted out between moans.

He eagerly obeyed, placing a trail of kisses down her neck. He licked the valley between her silky mounds, smirking as her breathing hitched. Her fingers wove into silvery locks as his head moved further south to her shoulders and collarbones.

Biting her lip as he ravished the juncture of her neck, determined to leave his mark, she trailed her hand down his muscular chest, over his hip bones and back to his now throbbing length. As his head trailed further south, she hooked her leg over his hip and ground into his arousal earning another growl from him. As his tongue swirled around an aroused peak, her finger swirled around the rim of his tip.

Both moaned.

As his hot mouth enclosed one of her nipples, her back arched into his mouth. His tongue and teeth teased her into a panting moaning mess. After he had switched, she couldn't take it anymore pulling him back up to claim his mouth with hers.

Kakashi's hands trailed down to her hips as he flipped them so that she was on top. Sakura smirked wickedly down at him and he gulped as he thought better of his idea. He quickly tried to flip them again, but she was having none of that.

She ran her nails down his chest hard enough to leave red lines and made a "tsk-tsk" noise, "I don't think so, sensei," her eyes glimmered. She kissed his neck and licked, bit and blew all over his upper body. She began trailing downward and he could feel her smile against him as she flicked her tongue across his nipple, the temptress.

His head thrown back, "Ngh, Sakura," he hissed through his teeth, hand hand clutching his pillow by his head. Her mouth continued south, and he began to wonder, 'Where is she going?... Kami-sama, her mou-' "Mmmnn!" her warm mouth wrapped around his tip. All train of thought, all functions, stopped. She flatted her tongue across the head teased it before sucking it into her mouth. His hips bucked of their own accord and a growl erupted from his chest. Her mouth slid down his shaft as she struggled to fit as much of him as she could.

His breathing came in pants, interrupted with gasps, pleas and moans. His fingers combed through her hair, pushing it back from her face and allowing him to watch her ministrations. She began bobbing over him, sucking and massaging his shaft with her tongue.

He struggled to keep watching. Her hand pumped what wouldn't fit in her mouth; his face became a strained mask as he attempted to swallow back the fire he felt rising in his throat, "Kami! Yes, Sakura, damn it woman, if you keep that up-" He quickly flipped them, his hands going for her last remaining bit of lace covering her. Again he stopped and waited for permission.

"Oh for Kami-sama's sake, Kakashi! Hurry up," she half growled, half purred.

He didn't need to be told twice. Chuckling, he carefully, but quickly tugged her panties off, tossing them to join their other clothing. His hand cupped her mound and she purred in approval.

He groaned as his forehead fell to her belly, "Sakura, you're so wet." He slipped a finger into her folds. Her hips jerked as he circled her nub, "Kuso." His mouth busied itself with kissing her toned stomach and laving his tongue across her hip bones.

She tossed her head side to side as he slipped a finger into her core. "K-kashi," she gasped and her fingers going for his locks as she held his head to her. He didn't mind. He only noticed the trashing woman that was praying to the gods and moaning for him. His need for her was getting to be too much. His member throbbed almost painfully now, but he had to make sure she was ready for him. Sliding another finger in and then slowly another, her hips rose to meet his hand. He felt her walls flutering and he pressed his thumb into her nub. Her back arched as she screamed his name.

That was all he could take. He had to have her now. Before he could make a move, she was on top of him.

"Sakura, are you sure?" he asked as she positioned herself over his length brushing his sensitive tip against her wetness.

Her eyes glistened, "Kashi, I've never been more sure." Her hand gripped him as she rubbed him against her. They moaned at the sensation. He forgot how to breathe. "I've been ready for this for so long," she groaned, "I've wanted this. Wanted you," she said as she thrust her hips down upon him.

He felt himself braking through her innocence. She stiffened for a moment. His sat up in concern, his hands going to her hips, "Sakura, are you alr- Hnn!" he was cut off by her swiveling her hips.

She began grinding him, her lips parted. He guided her with his hands. Her hands came to his shoulders for leverage. Their pace quickened and he felt her walls squeezing around him. She was so tight that the pressure almost hurt him. He felt her thighs shaking as the strain and feeling of their joining filled her. Still, her movements never faltered as she bounced and swiveled and ground him into oblivion. Her nails raked over his chest every once and a while. Foreheads pressed together, their eyes remained locked. He'd brush his fingers over her cheek reverently or cup it in his palm, at which she'd place a kiss to his wrist. Their mouths would mold together as he cupped her face or ran his hands through her hair as they rocked into each other.

His hands resting back on her hips, he began pumping his hips up sharply into her. His thumb pressed to her bundle of nerves as their hips came together harder and faster. Tearing her mouth from his, she gasped, her back nearly snapping straight as he pounded up into her. Her walls pulsed and then clenched like a vice milking his length as she rode out her orgasm and she chanted his name again.

He was so close. With a growl, he was flipping her over. He brought one of her legs over his shoulder. This new angle allowed him to go deeper into her.

"Kakashiiii!" her back arched and she clawed at his back and gripped at this thighs trying to pull him closer, needing him closer, wanting more, more, more. He ground his teeth as she tossed her head, pink locks scattered across his pillow, "Harder! Faster! Oooh Kami!"

He obeyed her every wish and soon he felt a telling tightening. He knew he was about to cum, "Kuso, Sakura." He instinctively began pulling out, but she wrapped her legs around his hips and slammed him back into her. Her walls pulsating around him as she demanded he not stop and that she was so close. He groaned as her hips met his for every thrust. The sounds of skin slapping filled the tent along with gasps and moans.

Her walls pulsed around him before clamping down on him so hard he thought he would pass out, "Mmn, right there," he groaned. As their hips slammed together in perfect sync, he came so hard he saw stars.

Kakashi shot awake. Sitting up, thoroughly confused as to what was going on. 'Did that just happen?' he thought as he eyed Sakura on his lap, his hands moving to brush hair from her face. Then he noticed their clothes being on and her hooded eyes twinkling with something a bit too mischievous.

Sakura stared into his eyes, sleepy but full of lust, "Having a nice dream?"

'Damn it!... I hope didn't...' Kakashi blushed furiously, "I… huh… heh heh. I didn't say anything… right?" He scratched the back of his head awkwardly, suddenly not sure where to put his hands.

Sakura smirked, "That's for me to know and you to suffer over." She felt sexy all of the sudden. Sexy and powerful, he had been having a very naughty dream about her. And she had caught him. She leaned and breathed into his ear, "Mmm, right there."

Kakashi stiffened, in more ways than one. Parts of him were still very much "awoken" from his vivid dream. It was then realized he was pushing her down onto his morning wood. He lightened his hold, but still rested his hands on her hips.

Sakura leaned back and smirked at him knowingly. Then with a grace most women would kill for, she "dismounted" him and sauntered towards the doorflap of his tent. She paused and looked over her shoulder at him, "I've decided I like it when you say my name," and with that she left.

He stared after her for a while before gasping in air he didn't even know he was withholding himself from, 'That went… well.' He flopped backwards on his bed, "At least she didn't make me into a punching bag," he smiled to his ceiling. In fact, she seemed to like the fact he was dreaming of her.

He gulped as he pictured her hips swaying as she exited and the way her voice sounded when she spoke. It was then that he realized a few things.

He just had a "wet" dream about Sakura, while in bed with Sakura.

They had now not only kissed, but teased each other.

And, she enjoyed hearing him moan her name.

Kakashi grinned, standing up to get ready for the day ready to go out a help get the fire ready for breakfast. As images from his dream flooded his mind, he hesitated, '…wait…' he thought about her mouth on his- 'maybe a cold dip int the stream would be better.' He shook his head.

And there it is folks. THE END.

So, if you noticed, I described Kakashi as looking a bit different than we now know he does. That's because i wrote this before that information was released. Things like his scars around his mouth, have always been something I thought would be neat. Though I rewrote this before posting it here, I kept that because, well, I thought that moment of him waiting for her to accept him or be revolted was pretty beautiful.

Hope y'all liked it!