SHINOBI LOVE

Saph and Peach's Crimbo Pressy

Fri, 25 Dec 2009 09:20:56 GMT

I have owed Saph this KakaIta for a very long time. I have remembered her exact prompt requests too. She asked for a bathhouse scene with a dominant Kakashi topping a non uke-ish Itachi. Well, I give you just that. So here is my KakaIta Crimbo pressy to you, Saph! And to you too Peach! You had a horrible day yesturday and I Hope this makes you feel better. I know how you love Itachi and all. I also threw in a little extra something we talked about just for you :P

[Ladies, know that its a little rushed, since our time zones are completely different. Its 317 am right now. Wow, I'm tired. You see, I wanted to get this done and posted as soon as possible so that when you checked the FC you'd see that there really is a Santa. >:D

Anyway, here it is and I hope its at least an ok read for you!:

V Is For Voyeur

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A naked Hatake Kakashi leaned back, his arms stretched out at his sides on top of the tiled wall he was currently leaning against. Steam rose in wispy vapors around him. It warmed his pale upper torso, giving it a healthy pink glow as he let his damp, silver crown fall back in a languid pose. A bit of knee emerged from the water below as he drew up a muscled leg, his bare foot sliding easily on the huge bath’s even flooring. Ah, the relaxing nature of soaking one’s bones. It was a well deserved bit of peace after a hard day’s work of basking on sun-warmed rooftops like a coiled kitten. Well, that is to say, a lazy pussycat that enjoyed reading some of the world’s finest literature.

A quiet snort animated his body for the briefest seconds as he thought of what most people called his cherished Icha Icha series. Porn? Ha! Did porn have plot? Mystery? Action? Romance? He thought not. True, it did have the odd steamy scene here and there… Ok, every other page, but it still! It had substance and character development in the most interesting ways. What more could one ask for?

Kakashi’s slowly sucked in and then let out a contented breath, clearly drinking in the comfortable atmosphere surrounding him. The ‘sugar on the dango’ was that he had the Special Jonnin Suite all to himself. For an entire hour! (He had bribed a certain pink-haired teammate, who was trying to earn a little extra ryo for the holidays, good money to make it so.)

Yes. Pinching his pennies—making other’s pick up the check—definitely had its perks. Why, if he hadn’t suggested that Tenzou should treat him to dinner beforehand… Well, he was all too aware that the ryo needed to bribe Sakura would have been a mere memory. One that he would no doubt be shedding tears over in a dark corner of his small apartment. But, as always, Tenzou had proved an excellent patsy as he had easily forking over the bills without much complaint. Well, that Kakashi took notice of anyway. Ah, well. All’s well that ends well, he thought. Although, giving a contented hum, Kakashi almost felt bad for not having invited his dear kohai to his swanky soirée. Almost. The Copy Ninja was a loner by nature as it were. Well, more like stingy in the words of his precious, younger teammates.

However, images of those that he had gladly left that afternoon gradually faded away as the serene environment washed all thoughts from his mind. An arm slid from its place as he began unconsciously scooping water with a hand to splash and smooth its wet warmth across his chest and shoulders. In doing so, the roughness of his palm, calloused by years of training, coarsely brushed a nipple. His groin tingled in response to the touch. Cloaked in privacy, the notion to feel that teasing pleasure yet again willed his hand to move once more. Again it swept across the sensitive peak, this time much slower.

The flare in his groin was as small as the first, but it was enough to have his hand sweeping across his chest a third time, seeking the other nipple that was in need of the same type of illicit attention. The hum Kakashi let slip filled his ears as the acoustics in the heated bath worked their magic. The satisfaction heard in his own voice sparked the kindling at Kakashi’s core. Call him a narcissist if you must, but the sound evoked his hand to next smooth its way down his rippled abs. His legs spread the smallest inch as that hand went downward still. It submerged beneath the waters with a noiseless dip.

“Mm,” Kakashi hummed, the tips of his fingers brushing his budding erection with the lightest touch. A master of many talents, the renowned Copy Ninja continued to tease his length with nimble fingers. The pad of his thumb slowly circled the bulbous head, barely touching the sensitive tip as his four other fingers lightly grasped his shaft below. He knew exactly how to stimulate himself so as to prolong the experience. He did have an entire hour. Seeing as how he had the bath to himself, he didn’t see why he should stop. Besides, he had already picked out the perfect taboo fantasy to stroke to. The last pages he had read from his book contained that of a sensei and pupil affair. His hand fully grasped his cock as images of the bathhouse’s current part-time hostess filled his dirty mind.

Just as he envisioned threading fingers through soft, rosette locks, above his groin, the sound of a sliding door caught his attention. The noise unfortunately was coming from the direction of the changing room that should have been empty. Mortified with a side of feeling like someone had just kicked his puppy, Kakashi inwardly cried as he quickly went about positioning himself in a more respectable manner. Sweating, he struck up a thinking pose.

“Am I interrupting?” Uchiha Itachi asked with just the slightest raise of a brow as he stood in the opened doorway. Small wicker basket in hand and a towel barely hanging off his narrow hips, from the look on his face, it was more than apparent that Kakashi had been caught. Itachi was a man that never missed even the smallest of things around him.

Heart beating wildly in his chest and sweat beading on his brow at having his sacred ‘me’ time witnessed and disturbed so, Kakashi forced the stutter from his words as he tried to play it off with nonchalance.

“What? No,” he managed to casually reply while leaning back with a hand cradling the side of his head. However, Itachi, ever the keen one, continued to silently stare, his unbelieving look quite clear. Kakashi sighed. His effort was clearly wasted. Dropping his hand—along with the act—he covered what completely gave him away. His erection. Rather peeved, Kakashi stated coolly, “I was under the impression I’d be alone for the next hour.”

Flipping the long ends of his raven hair over a sculpted shoulder, Itachi merely closed the sliding door behind him with even more flippant words.

“Yes. Well, you are no longer,” the Uchiha replied as if he catching a Copy-nin masturbating in the bath was an everyday occurrence that should simply be overlooked.

Kakashi felt his heart sink in his chest and silently wished that something else would shrivel up and hide down below. Regretfully, watching Itachi sit down on a wooden stool before putting down his basket of bath things by his black painted toes, Kakashi’s covering hands only made his dick harden. What was it about not being able to touch oneself that made even the slightest brush so pleasurable? Kakashi didn’t know. What he did know was that he was left in a rather upsetting predicament and that Itachi apparently didn’t give a rat’s ass.

Kakashi, shoulders slumping, blew out a haggard breath, feeling that all was definitely not right with the world.

Already in the process of soaping up his hair, the Uchiha tried to placate the fool in the only way he knew how.

“If you must do so, then do it,” Itachi issued with a tired tone as his black painted fingers gently massaged his scalp. “It is a biological need that must be satiated and I have already paid for my time.” Casting a stony gaze toward the man he could see behind him from the mirror he faced, he warned,” Just be sure to do so outside of the bath. I do not intend to bathe in your filth.”

Needless to say, Kakashi was left feeling more than a little peeved. How dare he call his secretions filth! Well, he digressed; maybe he did have a point. Besides, masturbating in front of another male he had no qualms with. Heck. Two weeks ago, him and Genma had given each other a little ‘helping hand’ in a hotel room that had two more stains to add to the mix. No. Kakashi wasn’t adverse to close encounters of the male kind. Besides, looking the younger male over, he had to admit that Itachi was a nice piece of ass.

With two words said in his head, Kakashi made up his mind.

Fuck it.

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Chakra masked, Sakura quietly nibbled on a triangle-shaped turkey sandwich while kneeling in the empty women’s Special Jounin bath. Her left eye was closed while her other was open. She was peeking through the tiny hole her chakra-bladed fingers had carved into the bamboo wall some hours before her esteemed sensei had paid her clone good money to take a private soak. She was thanking Kami that she had decided to take a soak herself before the two had shown up. She was doubly thanking whoever was listening for her having the foresight to bring a little snack along with her.

The urge to peep had first originated from the want to finally see her sensei’s uncovered face and had later developed into other reasons. Unfortunately, from her vantage point, all she could see was the man’s pale shoulders and the back of his silver head. She was currently kicking herself for not having cut a hole further to the right. But the hole she was looking through had been initially drilled to peep on a soaking Shiranui Genma earlier. (Her motto was, why work at a bathhouse without any perks?) Obviously, she hadn’t had time enough to drill another one. Well, at least not without getting caught that is. And she didn’t need that. It would spoil her fun.

But her fun was seriously lacking at the moment. Sakura inwardly grumbled as she quietly chewed her food some more. No Copy Ninja face and she couldn’t even see Itachi! But it all seemed to pan out for her as Kakashi stood and slid back on the tiled edge. Still, she couldn’t see his face, but… Well, she could definitely see … other things.

Grinning, she swallowed her food with the inner thought of, “Oh yeaaaah.”

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Itachi finished washing the bubbles from his form. After drying his body and dabbing his eyes with a towel, he found himself looking into the dark eyes of his bath mate who was unabashedly staring at him from over his shoulder through the mirror. The Copy Ninja wasn’t just staring at him. He was touching himself and staring at him. He found it ironic due to the man’s earlier embarrassment at being caught. However, Itachi wasn’t a man to feel uncomfortable from such things.

Itachi was a free spirit, one open to many forms of sexuality. Besides, awkward was not a word that had a place in the elite shinobi’s vocabulary; for Itachi was a man that would rather bend a situation to his will instead of having it become the other way around.

Holding the other’s gaze, the Uchiha asked shamelessly, “I take it you like what you see?”

Kakashi leaned back on the flat palm of a hand while his other continued to stroke his hard cock between his spread legs. With a set of mismatched bedroom eyes and a lopsided grin, he let his next words hang in the air that was already charged with sparks of energy—sexual energy. “And if I do?”

Itachi regarded him for a moment before answering. His eyes swept over the other’s naked, scarred, yet oh so toned body. The truth was that Hatake Kakashi was everything he desired in a potential lover. They had to be self-assured, intelligent, and highly skilled. Mediocrity never cut it on the battlefield and had absolutely no business in his sex life. Besides, Kakashi was obviously turned on by him. Who was he to turn away a prime opportunity to find some much needed release. However, he thought, if the great Copy Ninja had it in his mind that he was going to submit his body to his every whim like a naïve, innocent boy… Well, he definitely had another thing coming. Uchiha’s were a proud people. He would definitely ingrain such an important fact into his mind before their time was up.

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Sakura’s sandwich fell to the floor as did her jaw.

Holy … shit.

Her brain couldn’t even work in that moment. But, thankfully, her eyes did; for Itachi had finally stepped into view. Although her stomach was currently full, her mouth began to drool. His dangling package was unfortunately hidden behind her stupid sensei’s head. However, she could see the V-shape of his hips and the rippled muscles of his toned belly just clearly. His nipples were hidden behind the long, shiny curtain of his sleek hair, but the pecs seen between were tight and so well defined. Sasuke’s brother was the epitome of sex, a god in flesh that made her want to get down on her knees and… Well, do more things than just pray, mind you.

Oh, god, and the look in his eyes as he stepped into the steamy water…

Sakura would have given her left leg to be in her sensei’s shoes in that moment. Itachi looked like a stripper who had just found the perfect target to coax a substantial tip from. And Sakura was all too eager to see his performance.

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Kakashi watched Itachi stalk right up to him with the agile grace of a panther about to pounce on its prey. And pounce he did; for Itachi climbed right up on his lap with ease.

Facing his soon-to-be-lover, Itachi settled himself in his place, pressing his cock against Kakashi’s own. Looming over the Copy Ninja, he tangled a black-nailed hand in the back of his hair before pulling it, forcing him to look up into his passion-glazed eyes.

“Stroke me,” he commanded with a harsh roll of his hips against Kakashi’s own.

Kakashi reveled in the friction and the tone of the other’s voice. He didn’t mind being told what to do, especially when the orders came from a male shinobi as deadly as himself. It was a turn on to the man whose kinks knew no bounds.

A hand already kneading the other’s rear, Kakashi eagerly wrapped his other around both Itachi’s stiff prick and his own. Before he had even gotten to the second stroke, however, Itachi was already forcing Kakashi’s mouth to his chest.

Both hands in Kakashi’s hair, Itachi threw his head back, forcing a pebbled nipple between the other’s lips as he ground dick against another rock hard dick. The added friction of Kakashi’s working hand pleased him greatly as did the suckling of his sensitive nub. After the tenth rock of his hips and forcing Kakashi to switch peaks, Itachi asked in a velvet, yet oh so breathy voice, “Would you like to taste me further, old man?”

Kakashi let the barb at his age go as he looked up into the other’s eyes. Cheekily he answered with a grin, “What do you think?”

“I think,” Itachi replied as he pressed his hands to his chest, forcing Kakashi to ly back on the cool tile, “that your mouth needs to be filled.”

“Does it?” the amorous Copy Ninja asked with his eyes sliding down the contours of the other male’s body. His eye-line leveled on the most delicious looking piece of man-meat that he had ever had the grand fortune to gaze upon.

Itachi watched Kakashi lick his lips in anticipation before he moved to give him exactly what he wanted.

“Quite,” Itachi finally replied as he slid his lower half up Kakashi’s naked, prone body. Hand in silver hair, Itachi ordered as he gripped his hardened member in hand, “Open.”

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Sakura’s fingers were already between her legs, rubbing herself to the beat of Kakashi’s sucking that had started shortly after Itachi’s words. The way her sensei’s fingers were indented in Itachi’s sculpted cheeks as he moved his hips made Sakura want to moan. The fact that she couldn’t see Kakashi’s face didn’t bother her at all. Oh no; for she was entirely getting off on the wet slurping sounds that seemed to echo around them. She was watching another Kakashi-sensei suck another man’s dick—Itachi’s cock!—and she was loving it!

Besides, she quite enjoyed watching Itachi manhandle her dear team leader as he all but fucked his face. She loved the rough way they handled each other and the way they equally enjoyed.

Take that damn cock, she inwardly purred with sadistic delight. Suck him good, Kakashi-sensei. Mmm… Make Itachi cum in your mouth.

However, Itachi’s next actions had her singing a different tune.

She watched him slide a hand behind him.

Oh my god… she purred with awe.

Itachi began to do something that had her biting into her bottom lip hard. His middle and ring finger disappeared between his two cheeks that Kakashi’s hands had already begun to spread. She watched them grind upward as her own fingers did so between her legs. Her digits moved along with Itachi’s own then, burying themselves to the knuckle. Slow and methodical Sakura fingered herself along with Itachi as he pistoned his hardened shaft and bulbous head in and out of the deepest parts of Kakashi’s throat.

Sakura felt her juices flowing, wetting her fingers, aiding in her attempts as she watched Kakashi’s free hand trail down his body to stroke his own cock to the abuse.

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Continuing to please himself as he enjoyed Kakashi pleasing him in turn, Itachi looked down and asked, “Do you wish for more? Shall I let you know how it feels to push inside me?”

“Let me fuck you,” Kakashi growled as he pulled back from what had been shoved between his eager lips.

“And If I don’t?” Itachi taunted, reveling in the power over another.

Quickly sitting up, tangling both hands in the sides of Itachi’s hair he breathed, “Something tells me you will,” before kissing him soundly. Kakashi’s right hand trailed down Itachi’s back as they devoured one another in a series of hungry, passionate kisses that had their torso’s melding almost as one. The moment his trailing fingers came in contact with Itachi’s working own, he pushed on them, forcing them further up inside him, stretching him wide.

The hitch of the other’s breath from the action had pushed the heated Copy Ninja over the edge. Breaking from their kiss, his teeth bit at Itachi’s neck as he panted. “Fucking ride me.” Further pushing on Itachi’s working fingers, Kakashi further growled as he licked and suckled the side of his throat, “Sit back and take my cock, Itachi. Let me cum in your ass.”

Pulling his fingers from their place, Itachi sneered down to him even as he ground his widened hole against Kakashi’s aching column.

“Disappoint me, old man, and you will regret it.” Itachi warned with a hiss as Kakashi began to pull him down on top of his eager rod.

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Sakura watched Itachi’s head fall back and his mouth fall open as he slowly lowered his body down onto her sensei’s thick tool. Left hand on the wall bracing herself, the digits of her other furiously worked between her legs as her thighs trembled around her wrist. Gods, Kakashi’s was already moving deep inside Itachi, his hips pushing upward and lowering as Itachi’s own rolled above them. She watched Itachi lean down to whisper in Kakashi’s ear and she didn’t even care that she couldn’t hear what he was saying. She was entirely too turned on from the erotic view.

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“It seems … that we … have an…ah…audience,” Itachi managed to say between pants as he never broke from his slow grinding pace.

“Then … mmmmm….let’s give her… ah….a good show,” Kakashi whispered back before stealing Itachi’s lips with his own. As their kisses became much more animated and wild, so did their coupling. The slap of flesh echoed in the bath as their muscles rippled beneath their flushed and sweaty skin. Grunts and groans and hisses and pants became the language they communicated with as they worked each other into a passionate frenzy. Neither of them had full control as they both fought for sexual dominance. Kakashi by grinding his dick into Itachi’s deliciously tight hole as hard as he could and Itachi by taking his cock and squeezing it inside him as he rode it. Their tongues were continuously caught in their own battle as they wrestled together between them, the seal of their mouths around them hard enough to hurt.

But they were both shinobi, men who could take a little pain. They were both the type of person who could find pleasure in it as well.

And Sakura was finding her own pleasure as she continued to watch them with a sweating brow, shaky hands and a completely dripping center. She was finding it extremely hard to stay quiet as the taste of copper came from the bottom lip she was continuously biting. And, oh, as she watched the beginnings of the climatic end of her show, the ability to stay silent left her completely.

“Haaaaah!” her orgasm forced her to pant as it ripped through her from watching Itachi’s spine abruptly bend backward. Riding her high with her muscles strained and taut from her spasms, Sakura’s beaded brow hit wood with a thump. Eyes squeezed shut from the delicious tremors, she completely missed her dear sensei’s chest being covered with cum.

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Itachi continued to milk himself with a hand as his knees brought him forward, hovering over his lover’s pinched face. Wickedly he splashed his thick cream all over Kakashi’s flushed features as he released his own sticky seed behind him. However, to Kakashi, it was not in the place he had wanted. Instead of coming inside Itachi, he had only been allowed to come on himself. But, licking his lips, tasting the other’s sweet tang, he found that he couldn’t bring himself to complain in that moment. His glaze was delicious and he moved to suck out more.

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But a certain poor kunoichi had given herself away long before she had even crumpled to the floor. And Itachi let her know this as he enjoyed being drained.

“Did you enjoy yourself, Sakura?” he asked as Kakashi hummed into his work.

Needless to say, the exhuasted part-time bathhouse hostess’s thoughts were…

Oh shit!

And for good reason.

The End

See No Evil, Hear No Evil Fic Update

Thu, 24 Dec 2009 20:24:53 GMT

Here's chapter 4 of my Kiba/Sai/Sakura fic where they are now a team of ANBU with Sakura as the leader. The hot and nasty 3-some action is now starting. Let the smutty goodness continue!!

Chapter 4: Wicked Overture

[Warning, Bisexual content!!!]

Sasuke's Real Motivation & How Naruto Will End

Thu, 17 Dec 2009 13:13:31 GMT

Taking a step back from my bias views of Uchiha Sasuke (I hate him), these are my thoughts on what really drives his character and how Naruto (the manga/anime) will end. I figured I would post here too, so that (when it really does play out like this) I can look back and grin.

As of chapter 476:

They are all wrong. Its not hatred that keeps Sasuke going. Its love. Love for his fracken brother! They (and he) don't see this at the moment. But it is. (Sasuke's world has always revolved around Itachi. And, no matter the hate he said he had when he was small, he has always loved him -- even more so now that he knows the truth.)

And I bet you my left foot that this will be the way Naruto finally wins Sasuke over in the end. Because! How much do you wanna bet that Itachi did what Yondaime did. He put a piece of himself inside Naruto during the 'crowjob' and thats why Itachi wasn't at his fullest when he fought Sasuke. (I bet you that's the whole reason why Kishi showed that bit with Naruto and his father.) When they (Naruto and Sasuke) fight -- cause its gonna happen -- Itachi will speak to Sasuke. And it will be then that Itachi tells him that he still has family. He still has a brother ... in Naruto. And because Naruto said it himself (to Itachi), Itachi will tell Sasuke that Naruto will be the brother that he could never be for him. Sasuke's love for his brother will be what makes him see that he hasn't fallen to the darkness completely. He will see that all he really wants, in the end, is love. And (God, I hate myself for typing this) he will see that he has love of a brother in Naruto and love of something else ... in Sakura.

Sasuke will live in the end. Why? Because Naruto will realize that killing off Sasuke will be like Konoha making Itachi kill off his own clan. For peace, its not the right thing to do. Wanting to be Hokage and doing what is right (like Gaara told him), Naruto will realize and say that Konoha must attone for their past wrongs -- meaning that he must not kill Sasuke. This is why we didn't hear Gaara say, "you must kill him" but instead, "If you wish to be Hokage, do what is right."

AND (as of right now) there IS still room for redemption if you see it like this: Kakashi is Hokage. Kakashi knows the truth about Itachi. He knows the truth about the village now. Plus, Sasuke has NOT killed ANYONE that is part of the village or any other village. He has only killed people traitorous TO the village. (I.e Orochimaru and (hopefully) Danzou.) I bet you that's the reason why Kishi made him not kill the 8 tails and instead had the eight tails run away.) Besides that fact, Sasuke is not officially part of Akatsuki. He attacked people trying to find Danzou, but he never killed anyone in the village. He was too busy fighting the Kages trying to get to Danzou.

So, as of right now, there IS room for redemption. So, yes, Sasuke will be redeemed.

However, that is NOT to say that he will live IN Konoha. I will leave that bit up to Kakashi. It all depends on his choice. It can still go either way.

SasuSaku Smut

Tue, 08 Dec 2009 04:21:54 GMT

This is my fic-exchange with the great omizu

Title: Tainted Love
Pairing: SasuSaku
Rating: NC: 17
Summary: Its the night of Sakura's 21st birthday and someone's in big trouble. Not only did he not get her a present (yet again) but a little birdie told her one of his biggest secrets. Needless to say, Sakura is neither forgiving nor amused.

Tainted Love

It was Haruno Sakura’s 21^st birthday. The hour was late and here she was, after the party Ino had thrown her, sitting on her bed. Although the night’s festivities with her gathered friends were over, there was more celebrating to be had in her room. Sakura’s gaze roved over the blindfolded male who was naked except for his long, black gloves that covered his wrists, forearms, and part of his lower biceps and those terribly sexy knee-high sandals that highlighted his nicely toned legs and thighs just perfectly.

A certain someone hadn’t gotten her a single thing for her birthday—yet again. Truth be told, though, that wasn’t the only reason she had slipped a little ‘medicinal’ something into his drink that night as he had spent most of his time looking at her clock, obviously ready to leave. Maybe it was the alcohol she had ingested talking, making her hand rub the back of his thigh as his spine curved against her headboard--him ass high, legs spread, knees on either side of his unmoving head.

Regardless, the lick of her lips was all her own in that moment as she sat caressing a spread leg, absolutely drooling at the sight of his thick, rock-hard dick dangling inches shy of his own mouth. Oh, her last present was going to be sweeter than fucking honey. It was going to encompass everything that this bastard owed her. It was going to be clear retribution for all the forgotten presents, for all the times he ignored her, for all the times he called her annoying, for having never returned all the love she had given to the arrogant bastard over the many years she had spent trying to get him back to the village and in helping to redeem his sorry ass afterward! Sakura inwardly crooned as her hand returned to the bed … where it passed over the many toys she had gathered together just for that occasion.

A woman scorned, Sakura moved to fulfill her wildest fantasies on the one Sai had found sucking the cock of their blonde-haired best friend, in a tent, on a mission to a country that meant nothing to her in that moment. No. The only thing that matter to Haruno Sakura that night was reaping sweet, sweet fucking revenge!

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Sasuke’s consciousness floated up from the dark depths of sleep like a rock tied to balloons under water. Slowly and with great care, his senses began to break free of the unnatural grogginess that had overtaken his system hours before. Memories flashed before his mind’s eye then as he struggled to stretch wide his lids. They were small snippets of a reel that, when pieced together, replayed a story filled with betrayal.

A certain birthday girl had obviously cooked up a batch of treachery that night. For he was no longer sitting on a couch that was part of his last memory, and nor was he wearing the black pants and white shirt that he had been wearing when she had first served him what he now knew to be a drugged beverage. No. In fact, from the feel of a slight breeze on his skin then--from what he believed to be a ceiling fan above--he could clearly distinguish that he was naked. Unfortunately, his troubles did not end there.

Opening his eyes and still seeing nothing but darkness and tasting a coppery bitterness on his tongue, Sasuke was able to determine that he was currently blindfolded and lying on a bed--the soft, cool sheets and springy mattress underneath, and the feel of tightly bound fabric wrapped around his head giving clue. Unfortunately, even that wasn’t all. Chin digging into his chest, spine curled in a C-formation with his back to what felt like a hard piece of wood, Sasuke didn’t need to feel his knees on either side of his head, above his shoulders, to know that he was bent in a rather off-putting position. Actually off-putting was putting it mildly. It was more like excruciatingly humiliating. Well, that and hard to breathe.

That aside, arms extended out, Sasuke also found that his wrists were tied to the edges of what he could only guess was the bed’s headboard. The bite of something thin and metallic chaffed his skin as he weakly fisted and twisted his hands this way and that. Bound by what was thought to be his own favored spool of wire, without the ability to meld chakra and the use of his clan’s famous sharingan, needless to say, Uchiha Sasuke was left utterly defenseless. It was not a state that boded well for him. Not for a man that prided himself on his heightened awareness and his renowned expert shinobi ability.

Just how the hell had Sakura strung him up in such a way? And why the hell had she done it in the first place?

But his awkward positioning, lack of clothing, and unanswered questions were nothing compared to the feeling that thrummed through his system then as the blood rushed to his head. Apparently it was rushing to other parts of his body as well. He had no idea what she had put in his drink, but, to Sasuke, it was nothing short of the devil’s milk then. His hips swayed in their place, his body left feeling more than a little bit antsy and completely heated and aroused. The throb of his dick and the feel of it swishing against the hard planes of his abdomen and chest as he moved told him that he was ungodly hard. Just the slight graze of his cock’s engorged skin brushing against the contours of his torso made his hips become that much more animated, trying to bring friction to the thing that screamed for his attention mere inches above his own face.

All thoughts, all questions ceased to exist for Sasuke as the sudden fire in his veins found its way to his pulsing groin completely, making the need to touch himself crescendo almost painfully. Alas, hands tied, that option ran mute.

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Sakura’s form sat quite still on the chair she had placed facing the bed, the only movement her hand as its fingers slid up and down through her moist folds--teasing herself much like how the one on her bed no doubt wished he could do to himself in that moment. She was clearly enjoying the sight of her captured prey writhing in his sweaty need. He deserves this, she told herself once again. Repercussions be damned. She could deal with the aftermath later. Right now she was completely enthralled in watching him try to squeeze that delicious cock between his powerful thighs, bringing himself pleasure in the only way he knew how.

Oh, but there are other ways, she giggled to herself with dark glee. Ways that she couldn’t wait to show him.

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Sasuke grunted in his place, spine aching from his legs trying in vain to bring him pleasure. Alas, his cock wouldn’t cooperate. It kept slipping from between his rubbing thighs that continued to unconsciously shiver in their place. He needed more damn it! And he needed it now! His dirty need overshadowing coherent thought, a desperate and shaky Sasuke, unable to feel shame in that moment, played his final card. The possibility of being watched didn’t mean a damn thing to the Uchiha then as he went into action with shaky limbs and his heart pounding in his ears. He needed to cum, and he needed to cum now.

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Sakura bit her lip hard, back sinking into her chair, fingers rubbing her little nub in small, quick circles as she watched Sasuke’s head actually lift from the goddamn mattress. Fuck, she, with blood rushing in her ears and baited breath, watched as his tongue snake out from between his parted lips. Fucking do it, she inwardly prodded with a snarl. Show me exactly what you like to do to Naruto you fucking bastard. Even after the initial rage that had blindsided her, after Sai had helpfully passed along such information weeks before, Sakura had found herself getting off to various images of Sasuke on his knees, sucking a tan dick that she imagined stretching his lips wide. And now she was more than willing to joyfully watch him as he sucked his own. And, thankfully, with her fingers below picking up their pace, she found that she didn’t have to wait too long to see him do just that.

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After several attempts, Sasuke’s tongue finally connected with the tip of his dick. It was a quick lap of his leaking member that made it violently twitch, and left the salty taste of pre-cum saturating his palate, but it was enough stimulation to make his entire body shudder in the process. Neck muscles tired from strain, the back of his head hit mattress as he reveled in the delicious aftermath of feeling his own wet, slippery muscle teasing his cock. Goddamn. It had felt better than he had could have imagined. Heart pounding, chest heaving, breathing heavily yet so very shaky, Sasuke’s body screamed for him to do it once more. And, even though he had to exert himself to do so, his head lifted again, tongue reaching for another taste of his own salty dick.

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The moment she heard a low groan escape his mouth from the feel of licking his own cock, Sakura let loose sounds of her own.

“…Haah…Hah-hah-hah” the sight forced her to pant and moan as her hips ground into her moving fingers in reply. Watching that sexy bit of shinobi pleasuring himself with his mouth made her tongue want to coat it in her own salival juices. Watching him crane his neck ever just so, giving the head of his dick the most obscenely erotic wet opened mouth kisses, the temptation became too much to bear for her. She quickly moved from her place toward the one she so needed to taste in that moment. …But not without grabbing a little something to add to her fun.

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Sasuke, resting his neck once again, felt the bed move around him, sinking in in a way that told him that someone was hurriedly crawling his way from the foot of the bed. The next thing he knew, his hips were bucking in their raised place as a set of soft hands gripped his cock hard. Turning his head, his mouth brushed against soft, floral-scented skin with the overpowering smell of wet arousal—that was not his own--coming from somewhere above. But the feel of something tight and almost painful being wrapped around the underside of his balls and his base stole his attention. With whatever it was in its place, the ability to cum was savagely taken from him. Unable to stop himself, he groaned in protest, hissing and scraping his teeth against her bit of skin near his mouth as something soft and wet began sliding up and down the entire length of his needy rod.

Even though he preferred the company of a certain male, the feel of what he knew was Sakura’s tongue licking his cock, like a wet sponge to a dirty thing in need of a bath, had him drooling in his place. He didn’t care whose mouth was on him in truth as his hips danced, trying to make that slippery muscle taste every inch of his dick.

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Sakura felt a bit of saliva dripping down her chin, but she didn’t give two shits as she continued to lap at and suck the thick sides of Sasuke’s delectable cock that made her mouth water over. Finally she was tasting the dick that should have rightfully been hers. But it’s alright, she reminded herself as she went to sit on the face between her legs with vengeful relish. That’s it she silently coaxed him, feeling him turn his head underneath her. She felt deep satisfaction in knowing that it had only taken so little to finally feel that sexy mouth of his tasting her pussy exactly how she had dreamed so many times in the past. His eager reciprocation of the oral pleasures she was giving out made her want to come all over his handsome face.

And she moved to tell him just that seconds before taking his entire length into her throat as she enjoyed the feel of his tongue.

“Fucking eat that pussy, you bastard.”

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Oddly enough, Sasuke’s body jolted from more than just the feel of her wet depths enveloping his stiff rod. Her venomous hiss flipped his switch in more ways than one as he struggled to breath under her soaked sex that filled his mouth completely. He found that, although he hated the way she used to fawned and gushed over him in their youth, hearing her spiteful words and being forced to eat her out now turned him on in a way that was completely different than when he engaged in sex with Naruto. His secret trysts with their current whiskered Hokage were more passionate, filled with speaking the unspoken words between them with actions rather than words. But this, with Sakura—even though drug induced—was nothing short of unbridled lust, the two of them trying to satiate their basic carnal desires in the most dirtiest way.

Even with his back hurting, he managed to move his raised rear, working his cock in and out of her mouth to the best of his ability as he moaned underneath her own rocking hips. Lifting his head, his tongue blindly searched for her opening, before finding it and forcefully shoving his tongue deep inside. He suddenly longed for the use of his hands, to be able to pull her down on his face so he could impale her on his coiling muscle further. However what he felt next had him wanting to shoot his load down the back of her throat entirely.

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Middle finger coated with saliva, Sakura rubbed the pad of her slick digit around his flexing hole before forcefully digging it deep inside. Continually swallowing the hard column in her mouth, moaning into her work, Sakura began fingering Sasuke asshole with morbid delight. She was entirely loving how tight it was, utterly getting off on the fact that he was obviously enjoying being abused. She felt his dick jerk in its place on her tongue as proof, it hitting the roof of her mouth in response. Sucking it harder, she couldn’t help smirking around its smooth edges thinking, ‘You like that don’t you, you damn pervert?’

Finger knuckle-deep and grinding, she added with glee, ‘Let’s see if you like this.’

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Sasuke felt Sakura’s mouth and fingers leave his cock and ass, before the bed moved around him as she moved out of his reach. However, after hearing and feeling what could only be described as her rummaging around somewhere further away on the bed, he further felt the kunoichi returning to her place. That is to say, he felt and smelled her tangy heat setting back onto his sticky lips with the feel of something cool and slippery being applied to the insides of his spread cheeks and over and inside his stretched little hole.

Having half a mind what that liquid was currently coating his crack--and knowing all too well what that generally meant--Sasuke’s lax lips finally found words.

“…Sakura…” It was a call of the kunoichi's name said in a way that was more threatening than anything else. For although Sasuke did enjoy the feel of penetration, he was not of the mind to let anyone know just how much –other than the one who also enjoyed being deeply fucked on his office’s desk and nicely cushioned chair. He was a man full of pride. However, he was tied up and drugged.

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Sakura reminded him of this as she cut off his next call of her name with a harsh rub of her soaked slit over his desperately flapping lips.

“Shut up,” she snarled down to him, making him eat her further as she slowly pressed the tip of the long purple vibrator down upon his unwilling pucker.

“Just relax now,” she advised with false gentleness before sneering, “From what I’ve been told, you should be used to this already.”

With measured force--thanking Sai yet again for the info--she watched the vibrator’s ribbed sides gradually sinking into his ass, spreading it wide in the process. The sight alone turned her on, as did the sound of mortification mixed with desire currently coming from the man below. She felt Sasuke’s face turn to the side, biting into her thigh, trying to stifle his sounds with the chew of her flesh as she sinfully violated him against his will. Oh, but she had a feeling that he wouldn’t’ stay silent for long. Not if she had anything to say about it, that is.

The feeling of divine retribution warming her insides, Sakura flicked a switch with an evil grin.

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Sasuke stilled in his place, his bent and bound body going rigid as a board as his asshole was violently reamed out with the sound of buzzing accompanying his strangled attempts to get his torturer to stop.

“Stah!” Sasuke began before he felt the intrusive object shoved deep down inside him. Hard. Head sinking back into mattress, enamel ground in his mouth as his lips quivered on his pinched and sweat covered features.

“…Tsh! Sh…akura!” he managed to get out between the cracks in his teeth. The pressure inside him was immense and the vibration from the pseudo cock in his ass had that certain spot inside him tingling with pleasure. God, the bitch was having fun reaming out his ass and he was actually starting to enjoy it.

“Haaaah! Hah- Ah- haaah!” Sasuke shuddered and shook as he felt a mouth suddenly engulfing his dick then, adding to the overwhelming pleasure. His felt the sting of his restraints biting into the skin of his wrists as his hands fisted and shook along with his body. She was giving it to him the same way that Naruto had that one night when he had finally allowed the kinky bastard to use his favored shadow clone technique. Sasuke was in tortured bliss as he felt the same clashing sensations of his dick being sucked and his ass being impaled.

The band around his base and balls became an unwanted nuisance as he felt the pressure in his balls become exceedingly painful.

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“C-Cum,” Sakura heard Sasuke growl out from his place trapped underneath her, “L-Let me… Fah! Fuck! Nnnn…Let me…c-cum.”

Sakura pulled back off his dick with a pant and a lick of her lips. “You cum when I say you cum damn it and not a second sooner.”

Rocking her hips over his face, she continued to hold on to his dangling leg with one hand as her other fucked his ass. With bared teeth, she roared, “You make me cum first and maybe I’ll think about giving you what you want.”

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Feeling the urgent need to unload the contents of his tightened balls, Sasuke’s head thrashed this way and that, tongue out, licking whatever it touched. He needed to cum. He’d do whatever he had to to cum--even if that meant catering to her every sadistic whim. If she wanted to be licked, he’d lick her all right.

He sent her harsh tone back to her as he heard her pant and moan above him. “Fucking … cum … bitch.”

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Sakura cruelly ground against his face hard with an even harder tone, “Oh I plan to, you bastard.” A wide roll of her hips, “All-“ A back and forth motion, “over-” Another wide roll, “your fucking- Haah! Nnnnnnnnn!”

With Sasuke suckling her clit and not letting go, Sakura came, purposely dragging her dripping honey pot over every inch of his face as she shuddered in her place. Wanting to see the sticky fruits of her labor, she looked down … to find a pair of red and black swirling eyes staring back up at her. (Apparently, sometime during her enthusiastic movements from before, the blindfold had come off.)

Nostrils flaring, face flushed and glistening with her juices, Sasuke whispered a raspy command up to her using his activated sharingan and the power of suggestion.

After having heard his words quite clearly, Sakura's hands went to do what he had said without conscious will behind her actions. As if watching the events unfold before her through another’s eyes: the band came off, her mouth went to cock, and she was quickly gulping up every last spurt of his cum as the vibrator continued to hum deeply entrenched in his ass.

The rest of the night was a complete blur to Sakura after that. All she had known, after having woken up the next day, was that she had been the one tied to her headboard, naked, and covered in cum. However, having finally released herself before Ino came knocking for brunch that lazy morning, she found that she no longer felt any lingering resentment toward her first love for having snubbed her for another.

She had gotten what she wanted and--she had a feeling--being even as they were, she highly doubted Sasuke would ever tell anyone—especially Naruto—that he had gotten tied down and fucked by the one he had once called weak and annoying. Life was good for Sakura as she and the flowershop owner made their way to the nearest restaurant to stuff their faces.

Passing by the woman who had kidnapped him and sexually abused him the night before, Sasuke gave Sakura’s reflection in the shop’s window he was looking into one of his rare, winning smiles. For one, she had definitely earned it. And for another? Things were looking like his second goal in life was going to be fulfilled as well as his first. He only hoped Naruto didn’t mind when he found out. Of course, the idiot had once told him that he had wanted a son.

The End

Finally The End Has Come!

Sun, 29 Nov 2009 18:18:03 GMT

The end of NaNoWriMo for me that is. I finally hit that 50k mark this afternoon as I was sipping peach tea and listening to some Hiki. I feel like a weight's been lifted off my shoulders.

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Dude, its over! Yes! I made it! Oh my God! I can't believe it! I actually finished! Woot! Woot!

Sorry, had to do it. (>.>)

KakaSaku X-Mas Smut

Wed, 18 Nov 2009 15:34:23 GMT

Christmas Oriented KakaSaku Smut! If you were looking for plot ... um, I'm so sorry. This is the bit of porn I was forced to write out so that I could FINALLY go back to writing my novel. Stupid kinky bunnies!

Title: Home For The Holidays
Rated: NC-17
Summary: Kakashi comes back from a mission on Christmas Eve. The first person he goes to see after his return is the one woman he couldn't keep his dirty mind off.

Home For the Holidays

The moment the door opened, Hatake Kakashi was pushing his red and green robed hostess backward into the hall as he closed the garland adorned piece of wood behind him with a gloved hand. With the tinkle of a bell and a click of a lock, her bare, shapely legs were upswept by his strong arms. Holding her like a pure-hearted princess, the Copy Ninja carried his deviously sexy seductress to the room she had obviously just come from.

The moment Sakura’s back hit the softness of her bed, bouncing lightly as it did, she let out a surprised yelp. Her thighs clenched around the hands she had quickly placed between her legs, modestly hiding her bare womanly parts from his eye as the tie of her silky robe unraveled. However, she was made to bite her lip as he swiftly and eagerly spread her raised thighs with a growl, before all but yanking down the mask.

Forcefully he moved her hands, pressing them to her thighs, spreading them wider in the process.

“Ha! Ah!” she panted, robe opening wider as her back was made to arch and her hands, upon her twitching thighs, fisted in their place. “Kah! Kah! Shi!” she brokenly cried as her moistened slit and pebbled bead were hungrily attacked--they being licked and suckled with the loudest and wettest noise her lover could muster.

Eyes squeezed shut, hands finally being let go, she listened to him moan into his work, like a starving man that had finally gotten to eat the sweet treat that he’d been thinking about all day. The fact that he had obviously been daydreaming of tasting her private parts made getting them eaten that much hotter. She tangled her hands in his hair, spreading herself wider, allowing him unhindered access to her ripened fruit. Moaning alone to each flick and slather of his tongue, she let him feast to his heart’s desire.

However, doing so only served to flip Kakashi’s kinky switch even further. The press of his mouth against her became harder, his licking furious, and his suckling almost unbearable. As it did so, her body instinctively tried to crawl backward on the bed, away from the pleasure that was becoming almost too much to handle. However, the man devouring her within an inch of her life equally moved along with her, his hands and knees carrying him along even as his mouth never left its suctioned place.

Sakura was soon shuddering, back to oaken headboard, utterly trapped in forced bliss. Thankfully, being caught was never so good as she was made to push against the tongue that had decided to vilely punish her so. Deliciously, torturously it forcefully invaded her trembling body as Kakashi buried his uncovered face further between her shaking thighs—vigorously shaking his head from side to side. His working muscle continuously coiled, hitting all the right spots inside her it could reach, making her want something longer, something harder, something that could be pushed so deep that her toes would curl from the pleasurable pain.

Oh, how Sakura had already come to yearn for just that as she all but smothered him in his place with rolling hips and grinding teeth. Completely surrendered to her fate.

Then, when she was seconds away from reaching her peak, Kakashi pulled back. After moving back on the bed, he manhandled her legs, pulling her lithe body toward him in a quick slide. The look in his eye left Sakura with shivers and not just from having nearly reached orgasm.

Wiping his mouth with the back of a glove, Kakashi next went to discard them with his teeth. Chewing on the fingertips of each one, he pulled them off, before discarding them with a flick of a wrist. Where they fell, neither cared. His hip pouch, vest, and head band soon followed.

The smell of her was on what was left of his clothes. It was on his skin, his tongue and he was utterly lost in it. He loved it, loved her. Wanted her. Had to have her. Everything about her made him his heart thump in his chest and his cock hardened in his pants. From the way she looked laying there with her creamy mounds, firm and round, laid bare between her opened robe. To the flush of her face as she gazed up at him with parted lips and spread thighs.

Body heated beyond words, he moved into action, lifting her legs and resting them against each one of his shoulders. Looking down, Kakashi thought once again how this woman was no longer the naïve child he had first been ordered to train. No. At 22 years of age, naïve she was no longer. A wicked leer painted his lips as he realized just how much he had played in tainting her purity over the years. Knowing the truth—and loving it—he moved to despoil his lady love even further.

Reaching between her legs, to his pants, he pulled the fabric down, letting the band catch beneath his balls. He reveled in the friction as he slowly slid his silky shaft back and forth between her thighs: through her damp nether lips, and over her engorged little button to her flat belly. He hummed low in his throat, almost a gurgle, as he enjoyed the sight of her luscious pussy rolling up against his hardened cock glistening with her juices.

That vision alone was equal to her whispering lewdly into his ear, revealing her dirty little secret that she enjoyed begging for his thickness, being stretched by his girth, and utterly defiled by his entire length over and over in a way that made her choke out his name into rumpled bed sheets. And, oh, how he wanted to make her do just that then.

Sensei she had once called him, and had also done so the first time that they had made love back when she had turned eighteen. He hadn’t been prepared for just how excited the taboo would make him after hearing it spill from her lips as he had taken her from behind. Oh, but the title he so used to curse, ironically had become something he loved now. And he had it on good authority that his sinful kunoichi did as well.

Planting soft kisses to the side of a raised leg, he whispered softly, eyes never straying from the naughty vision below, “Be a good girl now and spread it for Sensei.”

The kunoichi, hands having gravitated to her breasts, stopped her kneading to slide one of them down to the small thatch of pink curls nestled above her dancing mound. She didn’t mind doing as asked. She relished in his superiority now even though she used to hate it when she was young. His commanding tone did naughty things to her, things that made her want to obediently comply.

Slipping two fingers along either side of her pearl, she spread her damp petals wide for his pleasure with a lick of her lips. Oh, but she was made to gasp soon after from the bulbous head and thickened trunk that shallowly dip between them, rubbing hard over her slickened entrance with a teasing purpose.

No longer of the mind to tease and be teased, Sakura’s spreading fingers grasped what she longed for, positioning it in place.

Kakashi, ever the bastard to prolong the moment, ever-so-slowly pushed against her tight entrance. He was always one to hear his woman beg.

However, Sakura was a kunoichi; a woman skilled in more ways than one. Her walls tightly squeezed around him before Kakashi had even gotten the chance to slide all the way inside. Halfway through his effort, he was forced to let her legs slip from their position as he involuntarily hunched forward, burying his beaded brow between her sumptuous hills.

“Sa … kura,” he ground out in sweetly pathetic plea.

Other than chakra, he had come to learn that the young woman had masterful control over other things as well. it was just another reason why he loved her, and also why their sex was some of the best he had ever had. But, as the muscles around his hardened pillar began to clench even further, he started to wonder if maybe her ‘training’ had gone a little too well.

Eyes closed, fingers threading in silver hair, Sakura’s parted lips cracked a sinful smile. However, she acquiesced, releasing her vice-like revenge for him having not given her sweet release as he had orally ventured between her legs.

With a final quick push, Kakashi was fully inside. Deeply entrenched, flares of pleasure coursed through both his and her body as his tip ground in its place, rubbing against what meant he could go no further. There was pleasure riding the coattails of that sweet pain for Sakura. She loved it when he hit that delicate spot, and the moment she felt a hot mouth envelope a pebbled peak…

“Ah! Annn…” she gasped and groaned as Kakashi suckled a nipple, his hips doing a wide, hard circle against her own.

Sakura’s back arched, involuntarily pushing more of her breast into his mouth, forcing his cock to angle upward inside her--rubbing up against the tantalizing spot that felt like the very back of her belly button.

It was torturous bliss to the kunoichi lost in such ecstasy.

Lips crawling their way up her heaving torso, Kakashi sought her lips as he continued to slip in and out of her tight little hole that always seemed to fit like the finest glove. His large hands covering and squeezing her breasts between them, Kakashi’s tongue sought her own before either of their lips even had a chance to meet. A hand came up from its place then, tangling in her hair as he deepened the exchange.

Their passionate kisses soon had their rolling bodies becoming even needier as they rubbed, pressed, and slid against one another.

That is, until Kakashi grunted Sakura’s favored command in her ear.

“Turn … over.”

As he pulled back, she divested herself of the robe, letting it fall to the side of the bed as she did as was told. Laying on her stomach, cheek pressed to blanket, she let out a content, “Ah … mmm,” as she felt him slip back inside her with relative ease.

Kakashi covered her entire form then with his own as he lay on top of her, a hand slipping beneath her hips and the other under her breast in the process. Slowly he began to move inside her again, a roll of her nipple and a rub of her clit accompanying each deep movement as he hugged her body to his own. He had always highly enjoyed fondling her body as he fucked it nice and slow.

Sweet nothings, whispers of her beauty and exquisite feel, filtered in Sakura’s ear as she whimpered and mewled beneath Kakashi’s languid, pistoning form. Already he had her so close to that edge as his fingers continued their magic along with his pleasure giving wand.

The pinch and roll of her trapped nipple went straight to her core that was already aflame with the circular massaging of her sensitive clit. He was already going to make her cum. She could feel it in the curl of her toes, the stiffening of her thighs, the squeeze of her eyes, and the grind of her teeth.

As always, Kakashi picked up on her plight. The wrap of his arms became tighter, the work of his fingers faster, and the pinch of her nipple harder.

“Let me … hear it …Sakura,” he growled into the back of her neck in raspy pieces.

He wanted to hear her cum and she wanted to let him. However, she wasn’t quite there yet and they both knew it. The breath Sakura had been holding suddenly left her body in a strained, “Ah!” as a smack echoed in the pheromone drenched room. Kakashi’s motions had suddenly turned abusive, deliciously so by Sakura’s account.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! He assaulted her, making her pant and cry out for a higher being in a choked voice that was akin more so to weeping than anything else.

Sakura’s body was indented in the bouncing mattress as her fingers clawed at its blankets and her legs quaked in their spread place beneath him. Sweaty and completely thrilled by the violation, the kunoichi’s face buried in the blankets as Kakashi’s cock and fingers finally brought her to sweet orgasm.

“Gah! Hah! Hahnnnnnnnnnn!” Sakura panted and grunted, her sounds muted by the messy bed she had buried her face into.

However her body suddenly thrashed, fighting against the man’s hold as her cheek slid on the covers. Gasping for breath she all but pleaded with teary eyes and a raw voice as her shaky and weak hands snapped to each wrist of his own.

“S-S-Stah! Op!” she brokenly panted as the man’s fingers continued to move beneath her, between her quivering legs that would not stay still.

“Kah- Eeeeeeey!” she panted and squealed as the man only clung to her tighter, furiously working her clit as he fucked her harder.

Like a cowboy at a rodeo, Kakashi hung on for dear life. The hand on her breast slide down to wrap around her waist as his other hand continued its torture between her legs. Faster still his trapped digits rubbed at her clit; harder he fucked her tight little hole as his lower body moved to straddle her rear. Stabbing downward inside her as he hunched over in place, he was completely getting off on the fact that, after cumming, Sakura was a woman who couldn’t take her clit being continually touched.

The kunoichi bucked and thrashed vainly in her place, trapped like a whore being used as he continued to roughly fuck and fondle her goods. Even through the overwhelming sensations, having him go against her will was utterly hot. Still, though, it was a little too much and she rightfully moved to tell him as she fought on for her life.

“God! Stop!” she cried into the mattress with leaking eyes and white fingers wrapped around his arms as her back arched and body convulsed in his tightened grip. But Kakashi’s fingers continued to furiously move between her quaking legs as his hips brutally smacked down against her ass.

Just when Sakura thought she could take no more, her body went completely rigid in his hold even as Kakashi continued to fondle and pound into her from behind. The orgasm that he had given her previously paled by comparison to the one that suddenly ripped through her system as her form silently bent in its place with a held breath.

Near the end of the wave of overwhelming pleasure, when she could hold her breath no more, she screamed.

The word “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” ripped her throat raw as a torrent of wetness drenched and squirted from around Kakashi’s buried cock. The new wetness soaked her thighs and his own, not to mention his pushed down pants and the bed beneath.

It was easy to say that Sakura had never come so hard in her entire 22 years. Being a medic-nin she was quite aware that female ejaculation was quite real. Rare that it was, she had never ever thought she would experience it herself. But there she was: tears pouring down her face, all but drooling as her body still continue to experience phantom spasm after spasm even after Kakashi had finally withdrawn both cock and hand.

Sakura didn’t know if he was as dumbfounded as she by the experience, but all she was currently aware of was that he was no longer touching her. She was left to gasp and weep in peace.

Kakashi looked down at his soiled cock and pants with incredulous eyes. Once the initial shock wore off, his lips drew back in a leer as understanding sunk in. His hand immediately wrapped around his cock.

Fuck yeah, he inwardly crooned while roaming his darkened gaze over Sakura’s sopping wet center that continued to lightly dance in its place. His stroking hand glided easily over his glistening rod from her juices that dripped from its smooth skin as he watched. He so wanted to slide his drenched dick all over that saturated surface, before pushing in and filling it to the brim with his warm seed.

But he had tortured her enough. She obviously couldn’t take anymore. Besides, he was more than aware that she sorely deserved her rest now. Instead, he merely thumbed a wet petal aside, savoring the erotic view of her drenched pussy as he beat off to the sight.

It wasn’t long before the raging volcano in his hand erupted, the first spurt of hot lava covering her spent parts. A hand to the bed by her hip, he hunched over, continuing to drench her as she had done to him.

As the last of the flow spilled from his tip, he covered her back once again with his larger form. This time his hands stayed where she could see them as he nuzzled her hair.

“That was quite the surprise,” he said voice heavy with satisfaction as he smirked into the back of her neck.

“Well, you can just consider that your present” Sakura weakly growled back, “You know, you really should learn to stop when I tell you to.” A sigh, “Now I’ve got to change the sheets.”

“How about after we go for round two?” was the reply from behind.

However Sakura wasn’t feeling so forthcoming with the humor then.

“How about you lay in the wet spot then” was her statement.

“But it’s Christmas,” Kakashi all but whined.

Needless to say, Sakura grunted a, “Bah, humbug,” before giving him a rather irritated, “Goodnight.”

The End

Novel Mood Music

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 02:21:16 GMT

By a great twist of fate, I was looking for music to inspire epic battle scenes for my nano novel and I found two songs (from the same band 30 Seconds To Mars) while looking at a game trailer for my new fav game. Here's the only vids I could find for them since the new album with these songs doesn't come out until December. The first one is the trailer to my game with the song This Is War and the second is the full length version of Kings & Queens from their new album. I'm posting this incase it can help inspire others who might need a little inspiration with their own writing. :D

RPG Game Pimpage

Tue, 03 Nov 2009 22:26:02 GMT

What every RPG fan has been waiting for!

From the makers of Mass Effect and Baulder's Gate, Bioware brings you....Dragon Age! Its just came out today November 3, 2009 for the PC, XBox360 and the PS3. Instead of telling you about it. I'll let you see the reviews/pics/vids for yourself. Clicky!

It has blood, it has gore, it has interesting characters (kick ass females!) and most important of all! An awesome storyline! This is a game worth your money. I promise you.

My Fanfiction Update Plan For The Future

Tue, 03 Nov 2009 20:35:14 GMT

After NanoWriMo, I'm not going to write any new multi-chaptered fanfiction. I'm only going to finish off a few fics and delete the ones I've completely lost interest in. As much as readers hate waiting on unfinished fics, I hate staring at them knowing that its never gonna get done. It'll save both them and me heartache. Oh, but I will probably still write up a few one-shots here and there, but that's about all.

Fics I plan to finish in chronological order:

-Dating Sai? (Two chapters left.)
-Blackmail (Three chapters left.)
-Like A Tatoo (Reconciliation Arc)
-Beautiful Fighter (Tournament Arc)

*Hear No Evil, See No Evil will be worked on and updated in-between working on the others. Sorry, I can only write smut when the mood hits me and I can never tell when that is. Know that it only has two more chapters left.

Any incomplete fic not mentioned will be deleted by December 1st, 2010.

I'm So Ashamed...

Mon, 02 Nov 2009 12:29:11 GMT

While I was supposed to be writing for Nano, a rabbid bunny bit my ankle and wouldn't let go. I had to write out the short fic just so I could get back to working on my novel! (Although I did get most of my quota done for the day, so its not so bad.) All I can say is that its about Sasuke and its NOT work safe, but its NOT Yaoi either. There is no pairing.

Title: Discovered Secrets
Characters involved: Sasuke
Summary: Sasuke finds a big surprise in Itachi's closet while he's out on a mission.

Ronny's NaNoWriMo 2009 Survival Guide!

Sat, 31 Oct 2009 00:43:10 GMT

I am so ready for this! Here's my Top 10 Items to get me through the month of November:

1. Outline (A novel needs plot!)
2. Bags of sweets (For bursts of energy! Thank you Halloween!)
3. Crap load of Tea (Hot because its snowing outside! Damn you ND!)
4. Earplugs (To block out the family)
5. CDs (For Mood Music...and to block out the family)
6. Aspirin (For the future migrains from staring at the monitor...and dealing with the family)
7. Baseball bat (To wave at the family)
8. Big Coffee Can (To use incase of bathroom emergencies)
9. Spare Toilet Paper (to use incase of bathroom emergencies and extra earpluggage to block out the family)
10. A signed document from all my friends and family stating that they will leave me the hell alone for the next 30 days!

This does not include the fact that I had to make the grocery list for the entire month for the hubbs to shop by and a new chore wheel for him and the neice to follow. Nano is Srs Bznz.

*cough* Number 8 & 9 were a joke *cough* No Srsly.

So, yeah, this goes without saying, but nothing fanfiction wise will be coming from me during the month of November. (Not that anything really came from me anyway. :P) Still, just thought I should mention it. Have fun my fellow Nanonites! Happy Halloween and I shall be cheering you on as I too write until my eyes bleed! >:D

~Ron

Sai/Saku Fic Update!

Tue, 20 Oct 2009 10:21:45 GMT

I've had this sitting around forever in a state that was already pretty close to being finished. So, I decided to work on it these past few weeks. Yes, it took me weeks just to complete this chapter. How sad is that? Oh well. I like how it came out and there should be more in the future. I'm really digging where this is going. *Snicker* Here's to hoping I can get around to it soon. Rwar!

Fic Title: Dating Sai?

Chapter 4: Friends, One's Greatest Enemy

Resident Evil Fic

Thu, 13 Aug 2009 10:49:20 GMT

So, after reading S.D Perry's Resident Evil books, I fell in love with the idea of Leon/Claire. I feel like I should have made the connection sooner. Anyway, this idea popped into my head and forced me to write it. Here it is.

Title: Resident Evil: Regeneration
Rating: T-Work Safe (For now)
Timeline: Post Degeneration & RE-5
Summary: Tri-cell's going under, but someone doesn't want it to. Dastardly deeds bring Leon & Claire together again. When forced with a decision, will Leon listen to his heart or do what's right..even if it means death for one of them?

Failed Original Plots

Sun, 07 Jun 2009 15:55:03 GMT

I had started a few openings for original stories last year. They've been sitting on my harddrive collecting dust. I want to clear some space, so I wanted to see which ones really suck so I can feel alright deleting them. So let me know which one's suck. Be brutal. Here's the first one. This one was geared toward Teen Fiction.

Nowadays almost every family has their own little secretes locked behind their nicely decorated-for-every-season doors. Spending most of my time sitting in a bathroom stall or underneath an opened window… Well, I tend to learn a lot of things about others that they probably wish that I hadn’t. Hey, I say if they didn’t want me to hear, then they shouldn’t have said any of it to begin with –who cares if they didn’t actually know I was there?

Anyway, in my three years of attending this run-of-the-mill public school -that I can’t wait to forget- I’ve heard about: many a father’s drinking binge, step-mother’s verbal abuse, biological father’s sordid affairs, married beauty queen’s unfulfilled dreams being thrust upon their powerless anorexic offspring…etc. etc. etc. It’s enough to make one lose all hope for the fate of the world, much less one’s own generation.

Thankfully, my step-brother’s familial situation helps me keep things in a brighter perspective. Jeremy’s parents -Marry and Joe Baling- just adore him …and me for some weird -but thankful- reason. So, I haven’t lost all hope for mankind…yet.

“Indentured slaves exited until what point in time in the early nineteen hundreds?”

Even from my position seated on the grass, under the class windowsill, I could feel the palpable tension in the unseen classroom on the other side of the wall behind me. I smiled to myself just imagining Mrs. Ropper’s wrinkled, hawk-like features searching for their favorite prey. I stifled a laugh as I heard the unmistakable sound of a piece of chalk binging off of some poor unsuspecting student’s head.

“Mr. Baling, I hope you can take time out of your afternoon siesta to inform the class of the correct answer?”

Old Sharp Beak didn’t sound so happy. I kind of felt a little sorry for my dear, sleepy step-brother, but then again I didn’t. There was a reason why I was out here -and not him. But then again, I knew it wasn’t his fault. A slightly horse voice from obviously just waking up rasped out a response -and a mighty bad one at that.

“Uh…C?”

There was the soft sound of a press of a finger to the bridge of one’s glasses before Sharp Beak squawked out her unamused reply. “Jeremiah Baling-” I flinched –with Jeremy doing the same unseen. Having an adult spitting out your full name was always a sign of the terror to come. “The answer is not multiple-choice. I hope an afternoon of detention will help straighten out your obviously lacking sleep schedule.”

“…Yes, Mrs. Ropping.” I could just feel the grimace in his voice.

I sighed. I’d have to cover for him again. The old tutoring his main squeeze in the library excuse was getting a little stale. I didn’t think even Marry and Joe would believe that bit after the horrendous grades the underachiever had brought home last semester. It wasn’t that he was an idiot or anything. Jeremy is just plain lazy. Of course it’s kind of ironic really. He sleeps all day at his desk while I sit out here, listen and take notes.

“For those of you who are awake and paying attention, Indentured slaves…” The old bag prattled on.

You’re probably asking yourself who is this chick and why’s she out there to begin with, right? Well, my name is Lisa –or L- and it’s pretty complicated actually. For starters there’s the most heinous cheerleader this side of Calcuta, Rhode Island sitting in the seat directly behind the one that I’m supposed to be occupying for the rest of the year. Marissa Jenkins, or Queen Bimbo as I like to call her, has had her poisonous sights set on me since the moment she learned I was living under the same roof as her beloved boy-toy at the beginning of this year. Ok, now that I think about it, I take back that earlier comment about Jeremy not being stupid. The boy naturally can’t be that bright to let that harpy put her meat-hooks into him for so long.

Granted, I could see what he saw in our school’s Captain of the pep-squad. It was what every red-blooded, 17-year-old male in Northshire High saw in her: bouncy chest, tight butt and a sprinkle of gleaming, white smile –behind those fangs. However, if one looked at her without the normal hormonal haze misting their view, then they would see what me and the rest of the non-lezzy crowd saw: a spoiled princess who liked to manipulate others. She’s the cliché of clichés really –a product of her rich mommy and daddy no doubt.

As for Jeremy and QB (Queen Bimbo) I don’t know how they ended up together, since they were going out before I was adopted by my foster parents. But I had my suspicions. Like I said before, Jeremy is lazy. He probably just up and took the first offer that had come his way. It’s just too bad him and the Queen-of-all-things-blonde-and-bubbly had to take the initial plunge. I made a mental note to make Jeremy do my share of the dishes that night to atone for his pompom-loving sins.

I leaned further back into the wall and looked up to the passing puffs of clouds overhead. At least the few times that QB and her bloomer-wearing trampettes had surrounded me in the halls, when he had just happened to be passing by, he had come to my rescue. Unknowingly of course; his girl and her imaginary pitchfork-wielding posse never did anything while he was around -or awake. And it’s not like I was ever going to tell him that his girlfriend was a possessive harpy with a crazy notion of me trying to steal him behind her back. I mean, that’s just… embarrassing. Embarrassing and wrong!

I’m just glad he hasn’t spilled the beans about me skipping more classes than he’s attended. But I’m not stupid. I know why he hasn’t. My chin fell to my chest as I closed my eyes and recalled all of the pitying faces I had to endure over the years. I opened my eyes, glaring at the swaying grass between my sprawled out legs. I know Jeremy feels sorry for me. Who could blame him? If someone else’s father was an unknown rapist that caused their mother to end up having them in an insane asylum only to be shipped out to other families that didn’t want them… Well, yeah, I’d feel sorry for that person too.

He had actually gotten up the courage and energy to ask me once why my mother was put in the loony bin –in a much more pc way of course. I figured, what the hell, why not? So I had told him the truth. You see, there’s not a lot of women who wouldn’t end up strapped down to a gurney in a straightjacket after several attempts of fratricide with a coat-hanger while screaming, “This hell-spawn will not spring from my loins!”

Yeah, from that point on Jeremy kept his distance, and rightfully so. But what he doesn’t know and what I can’t tell him is that there’s more to me than just a twisted family tree and a messed up up-bringing that resulted in a perpetual aura that screams loner. I don’t want to be alone. I don’t want to alienate people. But I’m not some emo kid hanging out in dark corners, writing dark poetry about being misunderstood either. For Mary, Joe, and Jeremy’s -and yeah, even QB’s- sake I have to stay away from others. Why? Because I don’t know when ‘they’ are gonna come and try to say ‘hello’. Who are they?

Well, you see, on my sixteenth birthday I found out who my biological father was. He came to me in what I thought was a dream. (It seems my mother hadn’t been experiencing a bad trip from old LSD usage in her teens like the doctors had believed.) My father is Satan. He told me so himself. Right after one of his minions had tried to kill me in my sleep.

Good thing for me is he can’t do it himself –against the dark bylaws or somesort. I wasn’t really listening to him then, more like running for my life. But I knew his words to be true a few minutes later when I woke up, looked in the mirror and saw that my eyes were black –even the whites. But, yeah, my loving father is after my heart now. Literally. And his minions don’t care whose around when they come calling.

My Rival!Sai/Sasu is Finished!

Fri, 05 Jun 2009 12:27:00 GMT

I had started this fic way back before my last oneshot (The ItaSaku) and its taken this long to get it out. Well, its finally here! I am so happy with the way this came out. It even leaves an opening for a sequel that I'm entertaining actually writing. Anyway, here it is and might I just say that I SO love this hot little pairing now. I'd give my first born to have a pic of this too!

Title: The Closet
Rating: NC-17 (SO NOT WORK SAFE!)
Pairing: Sai/Sasu (But neither as uke.)
Summary: 20-year-old Sasuke and Sai are two Leaf shinobi who hate each other.
Their friends wish they would at least try to get along. But what Naruto and
company don’t know is that these two are actually rivals of the greatest
kind…especially in bed. Sasu/Sai

Clicky To Read

Book Obsession Runs Deep

Wed, 27 May 2009 08:36:44 GMT

Summary:

Introducing Commander Honor Harrington. The Basilisk System was a place to sweep incompetents, fools, and failures under the rug . . . or to punish officers with enemies in high places. Commander Honor Harrington has enemies, and she's about to make more of them--because the people out to get her have made one mistake: They've made her mad. . . .

There are 11 books in the Honor Harrington Series by David Weber. I bought this book at the begining of last week.... I have now purchased and read up to book number 4 already! Its like crack! I can't put it down! Not only is Honor Harrington intelligent, agile, and graceful, but she can command a ship like no other, save your ass in a fire-fight, throw a grown man across the room, and turn her enemies to ash with just a single glare! She's like Captain Janeway (star trek), Sigourney Weaver (from Aliens), and Major Kusonagi (Ghost in the Shell) all rolled into one! I can honestly say that every book so far has had me sitting on the edge of my seat, laughing, cheering, and even crying. Book 2: The Honor Of The Queen...I cried 7 times. Its that fecking epic.

So, if you're wondering what I've been doing? Yeah, I've been reading. :P

My First ItaSaku Smut Fic! Rwar!

Sat, 16 May 2009 20:26:20 GMT

Holy cow, this is the first Het smut I've done in a while. It took me forever to write, but I'm glad its done. Oh, if your a fan of the Sauce, you probably won't like this. I didn't mean to bash him, but it was relevant to the plot. ...that's my excuse. LOL

Title: The Better Uchiha
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Itachi/Sakura
Summary: Konoha General’s best pediatrician just got dumped, because she was told she’s too engrossed in her work. To show otherwise, she decides to paint the town red. In doing so, she meets the man of her dreams. The problem is, he's her ex's brother.

The Better Uchiha

Zomg, its another Fic update!

Tue, 12 May 2009 16:24:27 GMT

Here's another crack-tastic chapter to my Dating Sai? fic.

Chapter 3: If You Can't Stand The Heat...

Fic Update!

Thu, 30 Apr 2009 13:37:48 GMT

Here's another chapter of my new Sai/Saku fic entitled: Dating Sai?

Zomg! Fear the crack!!!! rwar!

Chapter 2: It's Ladies Night And The Feeling Is So Not Right

New Sai/Saku Fic

Tue, 28 Apr 2009 09:16:13 GMT

So, I had batted this idea around for days and finally decided to write it up.  It will only be three or four chapters long. (I think!) I was in the mood for something light and funny. Hope someone enjoys, cause there's more to come once I wake up. :P

Title:  Dating Sai
Rating: T (For Now)
Pairing: Sai/Saku
Summary:   Sai is left with a misunderstanding that he takes to heart. The question is: Will it remain a mistake? Or will fate make it so? No one is sure, but one thing is certain. Love advice from a magazine is not always the answer. …Or is it? Sai/Saku

Chapter 1: Frustration, Thy Name Is Sai

Last Smut For A Bit

Wed, 22 Apr 2009 11:31:12 GMT

Posted because Peachandbetty had such a shitty weekend with her computer, I said I'd write her up a little somethig. And seeing as how I already had this next chapter already halfway written... I said, "Hey, what the hell?" So, here it is. (There will be two more chapters of this coming up at some point. All I gotta say is, this pairing makes me friggen drool!)

Title: See No Evil, Hear No Evil
Pairing: Kiba/Sai/Saku
Rating: NC-17 For graphic sex of the homo and hetero kind and the some of the dirtiest dialogue I've ever written. (God I love Kiba!)
Summary: A team of three certain ANBU members spend a night camping out in the woods during a mission. Each one soon learns that it's an experience never to be forgotten.

Chapter 3: Exothermic

Future Writing Status

Wed, 22 Apr 2009 02:36:26 GMT

The only Fic I plan to update from now (April 21st 2009) until December of this year will be Remnants of War. (See below as to why.)

After being struck by lightning with the idea for my Original NaNo Novel, I've begun buying various resources that are relevant to my plot. Already equiped with every Zombie movie known to man in my DVD arsenal, I started collecting whatever written works I could get my hands on. I initially went out to get Pride and Prejudice and Zombies today. Unfortunately our ONLY bookstore in this friggen place was sold out. (I put in an order for it though that should hopefully arrive by the 1st of May. Yay!.) So, instead, I came home with World War Z by Max Brooks (Author of The Zombie Survival Guide). With that said, I have way too much reading to do. And with the particular subject matter, I need to bone up on my medical jargon and know-how and do some actual DNA/gene-code research and the like. Oh god, not to mention various weapon speccs, various world cultures and... and... *Headdeask*

Oh well, even with all the crap I still have to do, I have already started on developing the outline for my Horror/Science-Fiction novel. I have the basic draft completed, but will obviously be sticking in alot more between now and November -the month to actually start writing.

I hope to have character bios and rough sketches -oh my god, the stick figures!- done before then too. Yes, I still have 6 and a half months to go, but thats a lot of information I have to cram in my head and somehow spew forth from my fingers. (All alongside taking care of the family, mind you.) So yeah, other than my Ita/Saku -that spawned this idea in the first place- I don't plan to churn out anything else fanfiction related at this time. But I probably will after the New Year. (However, I may still toss out a poorly written smut one-shot fic here and there just to let off some steam once in a while. 'Cause, you know, a mind can only take so much Post Apocalyptic Zombie Warfare at one time. But that all depends on my mood and work load.)

So, hope you understand and don't go running for the pitchforks and torches just yet! I will update (my other fics) just not right now.

Ron

ItaSaku Drabble?

Fri, 17 Apr 2009 04:04:34 GMT

So, I was listening to this awesomely deep song (click here for stream) and this thing just popped into my head. Its sort of like a tribute to Itachi. (Also, I know drabbles are usually 100 words. But I only went over by ...87. )

Blackbird

In a field bereft of grass and flower, a man lay. Upon bent legs, long, ravenous hair cascaded like an inked fountain of splendor across creamy thighs.

A hand stained red stroked gently those flowing tresses whose ends danced like sprouted lilies in the wind. Many a night over, those slender fingers had found their way into such feathery luxury. Alas, mere memories such things would be and forever remain.

Hovering above, a skeletal hand loomed; a blanket of midnight covering gnarled bark -wing beats and beak caws a symphony for the departed.

Yet, the one cradling pale flesh and eyes painted with crimson streaks stayed her place. Like a mother cradling a babe, the mourner rocked to and fro upon the cracked earth with the weight settled upon her lap weighing heavily upon her soul.

However, wetness did not alight her features. No. Doll-like and dull, those orbs remained dry. Instead, skyward they drew, toward imagery of rebirth and solace. The sudden trumpet of flight and freedom reminding that one day, she too would fly. And the one called home would be seen again.

Itachi/Sakura Fic Update

Thu, 16 Apr 2009 14:42:31 GMT

Remnants of War

Notes: Zomg, the plot almost made meh brain explode! Lots of love to Peach for helping me out.

Chaper 2: Hidden Revelations

New Fic Banner

Thu, 09 Apr 2009 00:12:20 GMT

I got creative. :P