Confessions of a Pyromaniac

A/N: Despite the purge of ALL sexually explicit material, I'm Continuing as I see fit! :] Fanfiction for all!

So, I'm back with the last installment of Confessions of a Pyromaniac…I hope this is one of those memorable stories and…

And I'm happy to announce that I've decided to make a series dedicated to Team Seven called the Confessions of a… I've posted a poll on my author's page for you to vote on whose next in the line-up! So go and vote!

I also apologize for the five month delay. I was working on my first full length novel and nearly forgot about Fanfiction *le gasp* but I'm baaack

~xxx- Chapter 8: Makes Me Wonder –xxx~

The submissive woman inside of Sakura screamed at her, telling her that this man in front of her was only more than willing to punish her for her wily ways and that she'd pushed him too far. Typical Kakashi, she thought, holding some sort of sexual grudge against her.

She smiled and cocked a brow at him, her hands smoothing up his chest. "What did you have in mind, Sensei?"

He smirked before pressing his lips hard against hers, moving them with quick yet still sensual heat. His hands slid down to her thighs; pushing her against the wall because he wasn't sure how long he'd be able to stand on his own.

His calloused fingers dragging lightly down her sides, making her shudder with pleasure. Sakura pulled his hair and pulled his head back so that she could look into his mismatched eyes. She smiled and he began loving on her neck.

All Sakura could think when he started kissing her and loving on her throat was what a stallion. She could feel the long length of his erection pressing against her stomach and it made her mouth water and body ache for what she knew he was going to give her.

His stamina astounded her. They'd only been at it what seemed like moments ago.

She wanted him bad. So much so that she was a trembling, whimpering mess in his hands. Never before had any man made her so ridiculously horny that she couldn't even think straight.

Did Kakashi have this affect on all of his lovers? Did she have the same affect on him?

She groaned aloud as his hands slipped beneath her shirt, his open palms splaying against her stomach as he decorated her neck and jaw line with hot, open-mouthed kisses.

Oh god, he was fantastic.

He cupped her breasts, and nipped her ear before panting a dark, raspy, "fucking beautiful" in his teacher voice. Sakura had never been a fan of cursing in the bedroom…or, rather, elevator, but something about Kakashi muttering those naughty, sexy sweet nothings had her melting against him.

He pulled her top off up over her bed and set about assaulting her shoulder with his teeth and tongue and it was all Sakura could do to keep standing. Her knees wobbled and she moaned when he slowly, too slowly, traipsed his fingers down her abdomen to the hem of her shorts before slipping his hand into them to taunt and tease her even further.

"Oh, Kakashi…"

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The intention to punish her with his body was slowly dwindling to a burning need to just take her where she stood. He'd bend her over and take her from behind until she was screaming his name at the top of her lungs as she came around him.

Poor Sakura had no idea what she was getting into, he thought with a deep, throaty laugh. She writhed against him as he sank his fingers into her repeatedly. She was so wet, so ready for him he was fighting not to come in his pants where he was.

Kakashi helped her shimmy out of her shorts, and she tugged on the waistband of his pants until he dropped them along with her close. He commanded she stand with her legs a little further apart as he entered her against with his fingers, playing until she was a shuddering, stuttering mess.

"Do you want me, Sakura?"

"Yes." She hissed as her eyes met his.

He kissed her hard on the lips before briefly pulling back, "Yes, who?"

"Yes, Sensei." She smirked wryly as he pulled her flush against his person. "I want you."

He wanted her until the world ended. He wanted nothing more than to lay her down in his own bed and take her and make love to her until forever ended. He wanted to just love her. He did.

"Fuck, Sakura, you are so sexy." He muttered as he lifted her under her ass and pressed her flush against the wall once more. "Baby…" He whispered with a smile as he kissed her again and sank his dick inside of her warm, heated depths.

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She took back what she'd thought earlier about him being a stallion.

He was a fuck machine.

And he was all hers. She never wanted that to change.

She panted his name in desperate syllables as he pushed her to that dangerous edge, and she felt herself tighten around him before stars exploded behind her eyes, her hips jerking against his as she rode out her orgasm against him. His hips jerked only moments later as he spilled inside of her.

"Hell…." He groaned as he buried his face against the crook of her neck. "… I love you."

Sakura's breath caught in her chest as Kakashi's confession tumbled from his lips. "What?"

"I love you." He mumbled against her neck, "I, Kakashi Hatake, love you, Sakura Haruno."

This wasn't happening… was it?

"You love me?"

"Do you remember that time in Suna, when we danced? That's when I realized that I loved you." He confessed and he lifted his head to look her in the eyes.

She smiled. She'd mentioned it in her latest journal entry, even though she didn't remember it happening. He seemed to, and sober. Had it really happened?

"When?"

"Gaara's wedding." He told her with a wicked, crooked grin.

She thought back to it. How could she forget! They had danced together, and she hadn't remembered. She felt like an idiot and smiled at him again as she pressed her lips gently against his.

"Good then." She muttered as he set her on her feet as they got dressed and readjusted themselves. "I love you, Kakashi Hatake."

He pulled her into a hug as he found the emergency key and turned it back on. He kissed her forehead as the doors wheezed open, and as they walked back to the room, hand in hand, and neither bothered to hide the satisfied smirks they wore.

Naruto and Sai looked up when they came back into the room.

"What the hell happened to the two of you?" Naruto asked with confusion.

"Where's the ice?" Sai asked a moment later, noticing a lack there of. "Did you break the machine?"

"Yeah." Kakashi answers with a grin hidden beneath his mask, "We were just talking with the repair man, and then we fixed it."

"Oh." The blonde said before looking back to the TV.

"You both smell odd."

They exchanged glanced and grinned before Kakashi went to lay down on one of the small beds, and Sakura banged on the bathroom door, trying to coax Sasuke out.

"What are you doing in there?"

Sasuke blushed guiltily and sighed, "Um, I'm just moving my bowels."

Naruto snickered from across the room, "For almost an hour, Teme? Really?"

Sakura rolled her eyes and turned the doorknob using a small amount of chakra, breaking the lock. She pushed the door open, and pushed Sasuke forward. "What are you doing sitting in front of the door? Are you sick or something?"

"I, uh," He stuttered as he stood and looked out into the small room, Kakashi waggled his brows at him and gave a wave of his fingers. "Yeah, I'm sick."

Sakura pressed her hand to his forehead, "You don't have a fever. Are you just not feeling well? Being in the woods in the rain probably wasn't good for you. Go get some sleep."

Sleep, he thought. Sleep was a good idea. "Okay." He nodded to her and scurried out of the room as quick as he could; hoping Kakashi never told her what was really going on.

And quickly moved to the bed he'd be sharing with either Naruto or Sai and pulled the blankets over top of him, hoping he could hide from what he'd done and not have to worry about the wrath of Sakura or the taunts of Kakashi.

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Sakura sat at the end of Kakashi's bed after Naruto and Sai left and gave him a questioning look as she closed her journal for the last time. "What's wrong with Sasuke?"

"I've no idea." He grinned as he sat up and pulled her into a deep kiss, "but I think I might be coming down with something too. You'd better fix me up."

She grinned and tossed her book to the floor and it fell open to the last entry as she moved over top of him, deepening the kiss.

How far would you be willing to go to not be burned by the flames, Kakashi, but to feel the full force of their heat? Far enough to feel the heat in your soul?

It's an odd question to ask because I already know the answer, because you're my pyromaniac, and the heat had only just begun.