He spotted her from across the ballroom and sucked in his breath at the sight. The lights glanced off her bare shoulders, illuminating her pale skin and, as he would tell himself, preventing his gaze from straying from her supple frame. She was facing away from him, allowing him to peruse her figure without her knowledge. He smiled to himself as he pictured her response to his gaze, which would undoubtedly be to smack him on the back of the head while blushing profusely.

His daydream was interrupted when a man shifted behind her, effectively masking her from his view. Kakashi frowned and began walking forwards, easily maneuvering through the elegantly dressed crowd to appear by her side, effectively startling her with his sudden and silent approach.

"Kakashi-sensei!" Sakura exclaimed, her eyes lighting up and her painted lips curving upwards in the smile that made him feel like it was reserved just for him.

He crinkled his eye in return and held up his hand in greeting. Sakura pulled him into a one armed hug, her other hand holding a glass of champagne that was almost completely full. Her smile was still in place when she released him, and he hoped she didn't notice his eye drop to her chest where her free hand was adjusting her strapless gown. Luckily, Sakura's eyes were too busy noticing Kakashi's attire to worry about him ogling her own. His black tuxedo clung to him like a second skin, outlining the sharp lines of his muscled physique. She was suddenly very self conscious about her own simple dress, having bought it at the last minute when Ino had dragged her to the store after a double shift at the hospital.

"I wasn't expecting to see you here, I thought for sure you would have found a way to get out of this," Sakura teased her old teacher.

Kakashi shrugged. He hadn't planned on attending, and in fact had perfected the excuse he was going to use for his inevitable absence. He had been sitting in his favorite tree when he overheard a familiar pair of voices chatting on the grass below about the gala and their intended attendance. Kakashi immediately decided to change his plans.

"Well, I'm glad you're here," Sakura said, hoping her cheeks weren't as red as they felt. She took a sip from her champagne glass and smiled shyly at the man before her. Her mind was filled with images of their last encounter and she struggled to keep her composure when he was so close to her. Downing her drink, simply because it gave her something to focus on other than him, she tucked her hair behind her ear and fanned at her neck with her free hand.

"It's kind of warm in here don't you think?" She asked.

Kakashi, who was wearing much more clothes than Sakura, took this as the perfect opportunity to suggest a subtle change of scenery.

"Hm, yes it is very warm. Would you like to step outside with me Sakura-chan?" He stepped forward and placed a hand lightly on her lower back, gently turning and guiding her towards the door that led onto the veranda. Sakura was simultaneously elated and anxious as she let Kakashi lead her away from the crowd of people. She knew no one would give a second thought to their disappearance, as they already had a close relationship that could easily explain away their companionship. That was one worry taken care of. Another, more persistent thought remained eminent as she stared up at the man beside her.

Kakashi had dropped his hand from her waist as soon as they were through the throng of people, not wanting to alert any suspicion regarding their activity. He also knew that his hands were bound to stray from appropriate touches the longer he kept contact. Sakura mourned the loss of the warmth on her back, but was also grateful that Kakashi had chosen to put some distance between them because his proximity, combined with the alcohol that was beginning to work its way through her system, was more than enough to make her feel a bit unsteady on her feet.

They stepped out onto the stone floor of the veranda and Sakura sighed in relief as the cool air met her flushed skin. She chanced a look in Kakashi's direction, only to see him staring straight ahead, hands in his pockets and expression unreadable. Sakura pursed her lips and set her now empty champagne glass on a tray by the door. She tucked her hair behind her ear once more and continued moving forward until she was able to rest her forearms on the edge of the balcony, gazing out over the buildings below and purposely avoiding glancing over at Kakashi again, who had sidled up beside her and assumed a similar position.

After standing for a few moments in silence, the awkwardness got the better of her, and Sakura opened her mouth to speak, only to close it again when Kakashi beat her to it.

"I like your dress," he said, his eyes not shifting from their straight-forward gaze. "It matches your hair."

Sakura inwardly cursed herself as she blushed again, and tipped her head downward.

"T-thanks," she stuttered, "I didn't really know what to wear. Ino helped me pick it out."

Kakashi finally drew his eyes away from the scene in front of him to finally look back at the beautiful girl at his side. He hadn't been lying; the burgundy satin fabric of her dress clung delicately to her torso before falling straight down at her waist and splitting apart at a point on her upper thigh where Kakashi suspected her leg would be able to slip through if she shifted it just enough. The strapless feature only delighted Kakashi more as the current position of her arms pushed her breasts together to create a very appealing image. He could no longer keep his hands away from her, and lifted one to push her soft rosette hair back from her shoulders, allowing his fingers to lightly fall down her back until they reached fabric.

Sakura rarely kept her hair down now that she had been growing it out. Spending less time in combat meant there was less of a reason for her to keep it short, so she kept it pulled back in a low braid or high ponytail most of the time. But, Ino had remarked on its length and fairness when they had been getting ready for the evening, and was able to talk Sakura into leaving it down. Sakura was skeptical at first, but was now suddenly very grateful that she had listened to her friend.

She glanced up at her companion, unconsciously biting her lip in response to the fuzzy feeling that was encompassing her body. Kakashi's normally blank expression was different now, and Sakura gulped as it reminded her of how he had looked at her just a few nights before. His heavy eyes held something other than disinterest and fatigue, and she recognized it now as hunger. She had been scared when she saw it before but now she only felt excitement and longing as she stared back into his eyes.

The fingers of Kakashi's hand brushed up Sakura's outer arm, his eyes following the path they took up to her shoulder and across her chest, where they bounced over her collarbone and trailed down between her breasts. Sakura parted her lips and her eyelids fluttered before she looked up at Kakashi and met his eyes once more. Her hand lifted to rest on his chest, unsure if she wanted to push him away or pull him closer.

"Kakashi . . ." she whispered.

Kakashi cleared his throat and dropped his hand to cover Sakura's. He curled his fingers over hers as he spoke. "I am going to get a drink at the bar and wait there for ten minutes. After that I am going to go up to my room where I will leave the door unlocked."

Sakura's breath caught in her throat as she processed his words. Then her hand was released and Kakashi was walking away from her. Sakura took a deep breath to steady herself before she spun around and walked right after him. She veered from Kakashi's path once she stepped back inside the ballroom and found the nearest server with a tray full of champagne. She snatched one of the glasses and downed it as fast as she could manage, hoping the alcohol would give her the extra boost of courage she would need to follow Kakashi up to his room.

Sakura replaced the glass on the server's tray and started walking in the direction of the bathrooms to freshen up and hopefully calm her jitters. She pushed open the door and came face to face with a very flustered looking Ino Yamanaka.

"Oh!" the blonde exclaimed. She glanced around and pulled Sakura into the restroom to continue speaking in hushed tones. "Don't tell anyone, but I'm leaving. Shika told me he was going to show me a secret spot behind the Hokage statues. Make up a story for me, will you?"

Ino gave her friend a brisk kiss on the cheek and darted out the door. Sakura let out a breath she didn't know she was holding and moved up to the counter. She was grateful that Tsunade was cheap enough to pick the fanciest hotel that didn't have a restroom staff. Sakura rubbed her cheeks in her hands, careful not to ruin her makeup, and gave herself one good slap before she straightened her posture and began walking to the elevators.

The trip up to Kakashi's room felt incredibly long as Sakura tried to steady her breathing and heartbeat. By the time she reached his door, Sakura swore that her heart was going to jump out of her throat. She swallowed, her body jittery with excitement and then knocked on the door.

Nothing happened, so Sakura gently turned the handle. It shifted, and she pushed and stepped inside.

"Kakashi?" She called quietly.

The man in question was standing on his balcony, looking over the edge. Upon hearing his name, he turned and locked eyes with the girl by the door. Sakura was immediately frozen by the intimidating figure he posed, as well as the fact that he was maskless, and the expression on the handsome face that she had seen only once before was giving her chills.

Keeping his eyes locked on hers, Kakashi approached Sakura until he was standing right in front of her. He stretched out his arm and Sakura held her breath, waiting to see what he was going to do first; waiting to see what he was going to touch first. Sakura heard a click behind her and realized that Kakashi had shut the door behind her. A second click told her he locked it.

Sakura followed Kakashi's eyes down to her mouth and her breasts, and parted her lips in a silent gasp when she heard him whisper, "I'm so glad you came."

Then his fingers were running up her arms and his head descended to press their lips together. Sakura couldn't stop the sigh that was released as soon as she felt his kiss. His lips moved gently against hers, and she hummed in acceptance and pleasure at his actions. Sakura was so wrapped up in the magnificent feeling of his tongue sliding past her lips that she barely registered his hands moving to rest on her hips, pulling her closer and sending shivers down her body.

Sakura broke away with a gasp that quickly turned into a moan when Kakashi's lips kissed across her jaw and down her neck, stopping along the way to nip at her skin and undoubtedly leave his mark on her. His tongue swept over her collarbone as he slowly slid down the zipper on the back of Sakura's dress. Sakura reflexively caught the gown under her breasts, but Kakashi's hands came up to delicately remove her own as his lips remained busy at her throat. Sakura complied, albeit hesitantly, and allowed Kakashi to guide her hands to rest on his shoulders. He nipped once more at the juncture of her jaw, eliciting a breathy gasp from the woman before him. Sakura's hands buried themselves in Kakashi's hair when she felt his teeth on her and she pulled him closer, pressing his body flush against hers.

Kakashi groaned as he was pulled into Sakura, his steadily growing erection straining against his pants and now pressing insistently against Sakura's stomach. He slid his hands down her torso bringing the dress down, and pushed it so that it slipped over her thighs and fell into a shiny pool at her feet. Too aroused to be bashful, Sakura stepped out of the dress and kicked it to the side in favor of moving her body even closer to the man that was touching her in such wonderful ways.

Sakura tugged on the hairs at the base of his neck, pulling Kakashi's face back up to hers so she could feel his lips on hers once more. Kakashi growled at her enthusiasm, and wrapped his arms around her as he devoured her mouth. Sakura relaxed in his hold and moaned quietly into his mouth.

"Tell me you want this as much as I do," Kakashi murmured against her lips.

Sakura pulled back from him slightly with a soft smile and a twinkle in her eyes. She let her hand gently caress the short hairs at Kakashi's nape as she said to him, "You have no idea."

Kakashi's whole body seemed to soften, and he smiled back.

"Thank god," he said, "because I really didn't want to stop."

He then returned his lips to Sakura's neck to press hot open mouthed kisses down her chest, through the valley between her breasts, and down her stomach where he dropped to his knees. Sakura thought he would stop when he reached her panties, and was expecting him to return to her face and kiss her senseless some more. But no, the cheeky man kept going, and when he pressed his lips over her clothed clit, she grasped his shoulders tightly and let out a gasp of pleasured surprise.

Kakashi smirked and slid his hands around to grasp Sakura's ass, and he was pleasantly surprised when he learned that she was wearing a thong. His calloused fingers lovingly caressed a bare cheek in each hand while his tongue slowly licked up Sakura's slit. He used his hands to hold Sakura in place as he continued to lick, kiss, and suck at the treasure under his mouth. Sakura's moans were growing in confidence and volume, and Kakashi was driven on by her eagerness and raw sexuality. When he glanced up, he noticed that her strapless bra had begun slipping down and the tips of two pink nipples were starting to peek out.

Kakashi gave her clit one last kiss before rising to his feet and sneaking his hands up Sakura's back to unclasp her bra and let it fall to the floor between them.

Sakura mewled when she felt the heat of Kakashi's mouth leave her covered sex. "Kakashi please . . ."

"I know baby," Kakashi murmured back; his voice was low and husky and it made her shiver. Sakura cracked her eyes open just before she felt Kakashi's hands on the back of her thighs pull her up. She instinctively wrapped herself around him, hooking her ankles around the small of his back, and moaned again as he kneaded her ass while walking towards the bed in the middle of the room.

Kakashi dipped his head to take a nipple into his mouth and delighted at the way that Sakura gasped and pulled his head closer to her breast. He swirled his tongue around the small bud before sucking lightly and extracting another cry from the woman currently wrapped around him. Ever an overachiever, Kakashi released a hand that was holding Sakura up by the ass to slide it closer to the crotch of her wet panties that were rubbing the top of his erection. He slipped the finger underneath the material and felt Sakura shudder against him.

No longer able to keep his balance, Kakashi fell backwards onto the bed with Sakura still wrapped around him. They each let out a huff when they hit the mattress, followed by Kakashi reluctantly releasing Sakura's nipple to meet her eyes. Her mouth was open in shock and her eyes were wide, but as soon as their gaze locked, she relaxed into a smile and let out a small giggle.

"I guess now it's my turn," she purred, and quickly untangled herself from the man underneath her and went to work disrobing him. She thought it was thoroughly unfair that he still be fully clothed and she was left only in her panties.

Sakura slipped Kakashi's tie out from his jacket and gave it a gentle tug so he was forced to sit up, which brought his face close enough to hers so that she could give him a kiss in which she dominated his lips like he had done to hers. When she was satisfied with plundering his mouth she pulled away and pushed him to lay on his back again. Kakashi was looking up with a twinkle in his eye and a smile on his lips as Sakura slowly unbuttoned his shirt. She used her upper arms to squeeze her breasts together as she worked her way down his torso, her heart leaping when she noticed that his eyes were glued to her newly made cleavage.

When Sakura popped the last button on Kakashi's shirt, she dipped her head to kiss his chest and then, mimicking what he did to her, kissed down his stomach until she reached his pants. Sakura didn't hesitate to loosen his belt and unbutton his pants, but she made sure to lower the zipper very slowly while licking her lips seductively.

Kakashi was captivated by his partner's sudden dominance but immediately decided that he absolutely loved it and wanted to see what she would do to him.

Sakura tugged at Kakashi's pants, and he lifted his hips to help her slip them down until they were bunched around his knees. She purposefully didn't go further than his knees. Kakashi's fully erect member now stood tall, and Sakura's thighs trembled at the memory of it inside of her. She wanted so badly to feel his blunt head pushing into her, but her desire to perform for the man underneath her was just as strong.

Licking her lips once more, Sakura lowered her head and grazed her lips over the tip of Kakashi's manhood. Hearing the way Kakashi sucked in his breath at the contact spurred Sakura on, and she stuck out her tongue and trailed it up the underside of his shaft.

Kakashi's hands reached out to twist themselves in Sakura's hair as her mouth descended onto his cock and her tongue swirled around his tip before she withdrew and met his eyes again. Her lips were parted and small trails of saliva connected them to his member, hypnotizing Kakashi, who could only watch as Sakura lowered herself again. Her hand reached out to join her mouth in pleasuring the man before her, and she hummed confidently as she heard a deep groan above her.

Sakura alternated sucking and swallowing Kakashi's cock while she watched his face through her long eyelashes. Kakashi's hands were still firmly grasping Sakura's hair, and his eyes were squeezed shut as he focused on the immense pleasure her sweet mouth was giving him. His hips were gently bucking up, pushing his manhood deeper.

Sakura pulled herself off with a gasp and crawled up Kakashi's body to capture his mouth while her hand reached between them to position his member so that the soft head was pushing into her opening. The pair broke their kiss and Sakura pressed her forehead to Kakashi's as she sank onto his cock.

"Mm," Kakashi moaned quietly, and flexed his hips upwards. His hands released Sakura's pink locks in favor of running down her sides before wrapping around his back and crushing her against him as he pushed his lips to hers once more. Sakura grinded against Kakashi, reveling in the way he felt inside her. She let out a low moan when he pulled her tongue into his mouth and sucked lightly, only to release her and dip his head to lick and suck on her exposed neck.

"Ah! Kakashi that feels so good," Sakura crooned, arching her back.

Kakashi growled heatedly and nipped at the junction of Sakura's jaw. His hands moved from her back to her hips to slam her down as he bucked up.

"Oh yes," Sakura breathed, her face tucked into Kakashi's neck. Kakashi gave her hips a light squeeze before abruptly rolling them both over so that he was pressing into her from above. His pants still hung from his knees, making it difficult for him to maneuver, so he reached back to push them down without breaking his rhythm.

Kicking his pants all the way off, Kakashi ran a hand down Sakura's leg and murmured, "Wrap your legs around me." Sakura obeyed, and moaned immediately at the intense pleasure she was awarded with due to the change of position. Kakashi thrust into her hard, pushing the air out of her lungs, and she grasped his shoulders and arched her back. Kakashi's lips found Sakura's neck again and began pressing light kisses to her skin as he rocked in and out of her.

"Faster," Sakura gasped, "I need you faster."

Kakashi grunted and began thrusting into her harder, his arms snaking around to wrap around her shoulders from underneath her to pull her into him as he moved. His suit jacket and dress shirt were still on, though they both hung open around his chest, and his tie, though loosened, remained around his neck.

Sakura's soft gasps and moans filled Kakashi's ears, and her hard nipples dragged against his bare chest. He knew she was close, he could hear it in the way she choked out his name.

"Come for me Sakura," Kakashi growled, before pushing into her even harder than before. Sakura let out a breathy cry and her back bowed as her body tensed and her sex rippled around him. Kakashi grunted and joined his partner in release, collapsing on top of her in a sweaty pile.

The pair laid together for a few moments, catching their breath until Kakashi gently pulled out of the woman beneath him and rolled over onto his back beside her. Sakura shifted onto her side, her arm propping her head up while she dragged her fingers lazily across Kakashi's chest.

Kakashi opened his eyes and looked over at the woman at his side. Her hair was disheveled and a light blush covered her cheeks. His lips quirked up in a smirk when he noticed that her lipstick had been thoroughly smudged, and was very pleased that he had been the one to ruin it. Although, it was unlikely Sakura would be nearly as happy as he was at her current state of appearance. Nevertheless, he thought she was the most beautiful when she was sex-ravaged as she was now.

"What?" Sakura asked when she noticed his expression.

Kakashi smiled.

"Nothing," he said, as he guided her down for a kiss. The meeting of their lips was slow and leisurely, and only broken when his neck became too strained. Sakura twisted a leg around Kakashi's and planted a kiss on his forehead.

"I should probably get back to the party," Sakura said quietly, making no move to get up.

"Hm."

"You should too. I think Naruto was looking for you when I left."

"Hm," Kakashi repeated. His eyes were closed again and his hand had reached up to cover the small one of his chest, his thumb gently rubbing the back of Sakura's wrist.

"Come on," Sakura said, finally finding the energy to stand up. She tried to push off of Kakashi's chest, but he held her against him and then rolled over and wrapped his arm around her back.

"I'm sure Naruto won't notice if I'm not there," he murmured, nuzzling Sakura's neck as he pulled her into him. The girl in question shook her head and pushed away gently.

"But he will definitely notice if I'm gone for too long. And if I have to go back then so do you."

Kakashi sighed and let Sakura unwind herself from him. "I still don't see why I have to go."

Sakura smiled and began buttoning up Kakashi's shirt again. "Because you're not allowed to miss every social gathering, sensei. And this one is very important to the village and as an elite ninja, you're expected to be there. You have to make your presence at least somewhat known."

Kakashi grunted.

Sakura adjusted his tie and took a moment to appraise him, almost giggling at the image Kakashi presented with his lower half completely naked, save his socks. She poked his bare thigh and smiled when his hand caught hers and he let out an indignant whine.

Kakashi pulled Sakura down to kiss her slowly. He opened his eyes to see her own twinkling above him. Sighing, Kakashi sat up. Sakura, satisfied with her progress, stood and went to pick up her now slightly wrinkled dress. She frowned and tried to shake out the creases, which refused to go anywhere. Setting the dress on the bed beside Kakashi, Sakura bent to pick up her underwear and bra. Before she could straighten up again, she felt a pair of powerful hands on her hips and a growing erection pressed against her sensitive sex.

Sakura gasped and jerked upright. Her eyes fluttered closed but she knew she couldn't give in to further temptation. They had already spent too long away from the party, and people were bound to get suspicious.

"Kakashi," Sakura chastised, her voice coming out more breathy than she intended.

"I can't help myself," the man behind her said, pressing himself against her further. "What do you expect when you bend over like that in front of me?"

Sakura shook her head with a smile. She pried herself away from the enticing pressure on her feminine folds. She turned around to see a distinct pout on the copy-nin's face. Sakura patted him on the shoulder.

"Put your pants on Mr. Insatiable." She bent to pull her underwear on when they were snatched from her hands and placed in the pocket inside Kakashi's suit jacket, where he patted them happily.

"Okay," he said, and turned to pull on his pants, cheerfully ignoring the younger woman's glare. When he turned around again, Sakura was wearing her strapless bra and stepping into her dress. She made no comment on her lack of underwear, causing Kakashi to smirk inwardly. He knew Sakura was a lot wilder than she let on.

Finally fully dressed, Sakura dipped into the bathroom to smooth down her hair and fix her makeup. She wasn't surprised at the mess of lipstick on her face, but was a little embarrassed that she had gone so long looking ridiculous in front of Kakashi. She wiped it off with a wet towel and reapplied with the tube in her clutch. She returned to the bedroom to find Kakashi sitting on the bed and tying his shoes. She leaned up against the doorframe to watch him lazily.

Kakashi finished with his second shoe and straightened, running a hand through his hair and smiling. "Enjoying the view?" He asked.

Sakura just shrugged. She pushed off of the wall and walked forward to offer him her hand, which he took. He stood before her and interlaced his fingers together around her waist.

"I suppose I'm ready then."

Sakura stood on her tiptoes to plant one last kiss on Kakashi's lips before she pulled his mask back up.

"I'll go first," she said. "But if I don't see you down there you can bet your ass I'll be back up here to drag you down Kakashi."

Kakashi crinkled his eye. "Well we wouldn't want that to happen, now would we?"

Sakura broke away and shook her head. "I'll see you later, sensei."

Kakashi reached out to squeeze Sakura's ass through her dress to remind her that she was bare underneath it. Sakura simply smiled back at him and winked before she shut the door behind her.