A/N: Welcome one and all to the 3rd installment of my Anko/Kakashi pairing. If you have not already read them, please read "Friends" first, then read "Benefits," then this one. References to both of those stories are also in this one, as well as in the upcoming fourth one. Warnings will be posted, because, yes we will get naughty eventually. So, with the customary statement of "I don't own Naruto," let's get started shall we? Enjoy.
Anko woke slowly to the sun pushing its way through her bedroom window. She hadn't even opened her eyes yet, but she knew from the feel of air on her skin that she didn't have any clothes on. When she tried to move, she couldn't. "Huh?" she said to herself, as she attempted to reach up and rub the sleep out of her eyes. She found that her right arm was able to move, but her left wasn't. With her right hand, she rubbed at her eyes, in an attempt to open them and see why the hell she couldn't move.
She blinked a few times and looked through the window toward the steadily rising sun. Then she looked down to find out what the problem with the rest of her body was. The answer came to her quite quickly. She saw silver hair resting between her hipbone and her ribs. A well muscled arm was wrapped around her left arm, and another well muscled arm was wrapped around her left thigh. She smiled to herself as she looked down at the sleeping ninja laying partially on her and said to herself with a satisfied smile, Good morning Kakashi.
She didn't want to disturb him, so she just looked at him for a minute. He was on his stomach, legs sprawled out, and the rest of him was wrapped around her. He looked as if he had been performing a professional wrestling move on her, and passed out in the process. She'd wait and watch for a little while longer, she quite enjoyed the view of Kakashi's body, just as naked as hers.
In his sleep, Kakashi felt someone watching him, so he decided it was time to wake up. The first of his senses to respond was his sense of smell. He smelled Anko; he knew her scent as well as he knew his own. Before he even opened his eyes, he knew the warmth on his cheek was caused by some part of Anko's body. Without moving, he opened his eyes, to see his arm wrapped around her thigh, and his face, not far from what he had enjoyed between her thighs for the past two nights. He smiled to himself, knowing she was awake and looking at him. He moved a little, and wrapped his arm around her thigh tighter, hugging it closer to him. He felt her move a little as he pulled her closer. He turned his head quickly to look up at her face, and put his head right back down on her stomach.
Anko looked at him with a naughty look on her face. "Morning," she said, "I feel all sticky, and not only in the usual places."
Kakashi laughed and said, "That would be partially my fault I'm afraid."
"Just what did you do to me last night after I pulled you in here? I'm too tired to remember it all just yet."
"I did whatever you'd let me do. And I would just like to say, thank you from the bottom of my heart. I have never felt this much relief and total exhaustion in my entire life. And YOU are the cause of that."
"You weren't so bad yourself. I can't remember the last time my body was this tired. I think my arms will never be the same again. That fire escape,"
"Was a thing of genius if I may say so myself."
"Not really, it was totally unplanned and totally spontaneous."
"I liked it. Spontaneity. Is that one of the so called "benefits" you've talked about?"
"One of the many."
"Good. I hope to benefit from a few more."
"Oh you will. You don't have any choice."
Anko raised her eyebrows at him. Was he issuing a challenge? Was he talking about continuing this "friends with benefits" thing for a while? She wasn't sure but she was sure of one thing, he was DAMN cute in the morning with his hair all crazy and his eyes looking more sleepy than usual. She reached down and ran her fingers through his hair. She tried to make it all go in one direction, but failed altogether. Kakashi took her hand and kissed it.
Anko looked over at her clock and said, "I hate to break up this little flirt fest, but we've got work in a little over an hour."
"Yeah, I should get going. Need to go shower and get a change of clothes. Better yet, I'm going to go soak in my tub for a while and rest my aching muscles that you wore completely out last night."
"Hey, I just tried to keep up with you!"
"I know. You did well."
Anko smiled to herself. Her "friend" had just complimented her on her abilities to perform sexual acrobatics with him, at a very intense rate. She was no sissy, she was tough as nails, yet she could be as sexy as anyone ever needed to be. Kakashi had told her that she was one hot ninja. She knew she was, and she proved it to him yet again the night before.
Kakashi got up, turned and sat on the edge of the bed, looking around for his clothes. Anko just marveled at the man's back. It was like an alabaster sculpture, something an artist had rendered from loving hands. It was perfectly proportioned, gorgeous to look at, yet riddled with tiny scars as well as the fresh marks her nails had left last night and the night before. She made a mental note to herself to leave his back alone – for a while.
Anko propped herself up on her elbows and watched Kakashi dress. He picked up his mask and put it in his pocket for the time being, next to her two pair of underwear he'd torn from her. When he finished he turned and looked at her, propped up looking at him. She smiled gently at him and he said, "Do you have any idea how incredible you look right now? My God, if only I had more time,"
"Thank you, for the compliment, and the rest of it too." Anko looked at him a minute and started to feel a little awkward. The man was getting ready to go, and she wasn't even moving yet. She didn't know what to do. They weren't lovers, he wasn't her boyfriend, he was just her friend; a friend with whom she shared sexual benefits as well as others. There was no real relationship, no commitment, no nothing. So what do friends do when they part after intense sexual hijinx the night before? She felt a little odd. She decided she'd at least better walk him to the door. She got up and wrapped a robe around herself. She walked past Kakashi and said, "I'll let you out."
They walked toward her front door. She turned quickly remembering that maybe she should at least offer him breakfast or something, and she collided with his chest. Kakashi caught her by the shoulders right there by the front door to prevent her from hitting his chest face first. Anko looked up at him, like a deer caught in the headlights. Her eyes were wide, not knowing what to do, what to expect next. Kakashi acted before she had time to think any longer. He tightened his grip on her shoulders and pulled her against his chest. He planted a firm kiss on her mouth and released her, smirking at her. He said, "I'll see you at work later. Thanks for last night. Oh and one more thing. Wait until I'm long gone before you look at yourself in the mirror. You are definitely going to kill me later."
Anko leaned against the door and said, "All right. Get out before I kill you now. See you later." Kakashi put his mask on and left, closing the door behind him. And that was it. Anko was more confused than ever. She thought to herself, Now what the hell do I do? I don't know how to act around him unless I'm naked! What am I getting myself into?
On the other side of the door Kakashi paused. He looked back at the door and thought to himself Anko. You are an incredible sensual woman. You fit me so well, but I have to remember, you're my friend. What the hell am I gonna do with you? I've gotta think this through. Kakashi walked down the hall deep in thought, enjoying how tired he was, knowing WHY he was as tired as he was.
Anko drew a steaming hot bath. After Kakashi told her he was going home to soak she thought it was a pretty good idea, so she decided to have one herself. Plus she was sticky in so many places; a hot bath would help remove all traces of their sexual escapades. Except for the marks that is. The hickeys that Kakashi left all over her. The finger bruises where he held on to her a little too hard. She was definitely going to kill him for bruising her body in places she hoped she could hide.
She sank slowly into the hot water, her muscles first protesting at the heat, but quickly succumbing to the soothing warmth that worked its way into them. Anko sighed heavily and put her head against the back of the tub. She felt so good, almost as good as last night. Normally she would rehash all the THINGS they did the night before, but this time, she found herself thinking about Kakashi himself. He said he was going to surprise her yesterday, and pulling her into an alley to have wild animal sex with her while she was hanging from a fire escape was quite a surprise indeed. She sighed again at what the memories were doing to her body. She didn't think her body would be able to respond with how tired she felt, but it did anyway.
Kakashi opened his door, headed straight to his bathroom and started the hot water running in his tub. He shed the clothes he had just put on not five minutes before. He went to his mirror to check on his back. He knew Anko had clawed him up a bit again last night, and he wanted to see the damage before he sank into really hot water. He thought not too bad this time. I'll survive it. It'll smart a little, but it was so worth it.
He stepped into his tub carefully, letting the water relax him. He knew he couldn't spend much time in his tub relaxing, because he did have to go to work soon. So he grabbed his soap and went to work. As he cleaned his arms, his hand ran over something that felt like a couple small cuts on the outside of his left shoulder. He rinsed off the soap and looked at the perfect few teeth marks that he didn't even know were there. He laughed and said, "She bit me! Will you look at that. When the hell did that happen?" Then he thought back through the night and figured it had to happen some time during their heated lovemaking. It didn't matter when it happened, he was kind of glad it did. It meant that Anko had been enjoying herself immensely, because of him. He smirked. He was happy, and that's saying a lot about a guy who is never happy for practically any reason whatsoever. This arrangement was good for him.
Then Kakashi started to think about Anko herself. And the more he thought about her, the more he wanted to think about her. They'd been friends for so long. He had been one of the few who accepted her when Orochimaru had abandoned her. He had always trusted her, and now. Now. What now? He more than trusted her now. But where does it go from here? They were friends, no more than that. He said to no one in particular, "She's a good woman. What the hell am I thinking?" Then he went back to the task of removing the sticky signs of their sexual rendezvous the night before.
Anko was ready to leave. She thought, Am I going to run into him again like I did yesterday? She peeked out her peep hole and looked down the hall. No sign of him. He's always late. He'll probably be back to normal today – late as usual. No reason for him to go in early. I'd better get going. In a way she wanted to run into him, in another way, she was terrified she would. She still wasn't quite sure how to act around him. Nobody at work knew what they were up to, and she was sure he wanted to keep it that way. Keep it private. Keep it their dirty little secret. So how was she going to act around him when she saw him? She had no idea.
Kakashi strolled out of his apartment into the hall, wondering if he'd see Anko on his way to work. When he saw no sign of her in the hall, he figured he'd just have to run into her later. Run into her later, yeah, that's what you could call it Kakashi thought to himself as yet another smirk inched across his face. He planned on running into her as many times as she'd let him, until either or both of them passed out. That is, if she still wanted to. He hoped she wanted to. He found himself making plans for an evening that he hadn't informed Anko he was even interested in having with her. He didn't think she'd mind though, not with the way she responded to him when he touched her. Just the thought of putting his hands on her, kissing her neck, (which he decided he'd better not do with all the hickeys he'd given her,) and breathing in her scent, made him want to find her right now and . . . he had to calm down. He was almost at work. Everyone would wonder what the hell his problem was if he walked into work with a raging erection. As he approached the building, he saw Anko talking with Asuma and Kurenai. His mind went a mile a minute and he decided to have a little fun with his so-called "friend."
A/N: Frisky little buggers aren't they? And it gets friskier. If you like it so far, review please!
Next up: Kakashi begins a game of "tag" with Anko that's a bit more sensual than the regular game. See you soon!