Warning: Smut.

"Fuck-" Kiri's breath was shallow and quick. She tightened her legs around Kisame's hips, her arms around his neck as he thrusted deep inside her. She leaned back, head pressed against the wall and nails digging into his shoulders, while Kisame lightly and quickly rubbed his thumb against her clit, his head buried into her neck as he kissed and bit her sensitive skin.

He groaned when she used her crossed ankles to press against his ass, forcing him deeper inside her.

"Kami!" She moaned, the first syllable deep and desperate, the last a long, breathy whine for release. Kisame's other arm was tightly wrapped around her waist for support and closeness. His fingers dug into her side as he quickened his pace, thrusting up harder and pressing against her clit more forcefully.

With each exhale, Kiri heard her moans getting louder, the pressure building inside her. Kisame pulled away from her neck, and with a few more swipes of his thumb, Kiri was seeing stars. She closed her eyes, tightening around Kisame, gasping out until she couldn't help but breathe in. Kisame grabbed her ass in both hands and fucked her through her orgasm, coming inside her and grunting her name as he did.

Kiri sighed as her vision returned, blowing at some stray hair strands that had been shaken loose on her face. After a few seconds, she loosened her vice-like grip around Kisame's waist. He pressed his forehead against Kiri's as he gently set her back on her feet, only slightly releasing her as she regained her balance. She smiled through their quick kisses, letting her hands travel from his shoulders to his pecs, down his abdomen and around his waist. Pressing her lips against his chest for another kiss, Kiri squeezed her lover tight before he pulled away to grab his clothes.

As Kiri bent over to pick up her undergarments, her former sensei shot her a sinful smirk while he threw on his pants. He reached across the confined space, placing a playful smack on her ass and eliciting a short, but joking protest from her swollen lips.

"Hurry up, Kisame. If we're not back in five minutes, they're gonna know we fucked."

Kisame chortled as he peaked outside the closet door and ushered her into the hallway. "I'm pretty sure they all know. Kakuzu takes bets anytime we're not in the room."

Kiri scoffed. "If they all know, why bother taking bets?"

"We fuck a lot, Kiri-chan, but not every time we aren't around the others," he responded. "Besides," he added thoughtfully as the silhouettes of their comrades drew closer, "I think Hidan doesn't want to believe we can have sex that fast."

"Or that long," Kiri smirked.

Kisame snickered under his breath, quickly sobering up as he walked up to Kakuzu. He offered up the information they had gathered from the reconnaissance, right before their impromptu quickie, and Kakuzu nodded as the group set on their way.

Later that evening, you noticed Kakuzu discreetly collecting money from Deidara and Hidan. Kakuzu made his way over to Tobi, who cheered loudly and danced obnoxiously for "knowing Kiri-chan and Kisame-san the best!" while Kakuzu counted out his half. Kakuzu shook his head before knocking Tobi on his as Itachi looked on apathetically.

Drifting off to sleep that night you wondered if Tobi even knew what a quickie was.

Oh this was fun! I hope you all enjoyed this. Remember, Kiri and Kisame's story is told in Far Away From the Rain, which was just updated this weekend. Please read and review, it means a lot. :)

~Kiri-chan