Kakashi: Godless Ascension

He didn't rush. His hands gripped her thighs, holding her open, holding her still, forcing her to feel every wave of pleasure as it built. When she cried out, close again, he pulled back making her tremble with frustration.

"Kakashi…"

"Not yet," He said as he positioned himself and slid inside her slowly, stretching her pussy again, going even deeper this time.

She moaned into his neck as his cock filled her fully, her nails digging into his back. He began to move with slow, steady thrusts that made her feel every inch.

Kurenai whimpered as her body arched, her nails clawing at his shoulders.

He caught her wrists, pinning them above her head with one hand, the other gripping her thigh as he thrust deeper and harder now, making the bed creak beneath them.

"Come for me," He commanded her.

"Kakashi!" She gasped, legs shaking as the pressure broke again, more intense this time, her body shuddered under him as she clenched around him, crying out his name.

That was all it took.

Kakashi groaned through clenched teeth, thrusting deep one last time as his release spilled into her, cum flooding her in thick pulses.

He stayed buried inside, his chest pressed against hers, both of them trembling with the aftershock.

This time, when the silence returned, it was heavier… satisfied.

But then as Kurenai's breath had just started to steady, her thighs still trembling from the second climax. Her skin was flushed, her chest rising and falling in shallow waves as she lay there eyes half-lidded, body exhausted.

Kakashi wasn't finished.

He loomed over her again, eyes dark, no longer calm or teasing. Something had shifted. He looked down at her with a gaze sharp and possessive, like a predator staring down his prey.

"You're not done," he said, voice low almost a growl.

"Kakashi—" she started, weakly.

"No," he cut her off. "Not yet."

Before she could protest, he flipped her over, face down against the mattress. She gasped, her arms instinctively reaching forward, but he was already on top of her one hand gripping her wrists, pinning them to the headboard. The other hand slid between her thighs, spreading her open again.

"Still so hungry eh," he murmured.

He didn't give her time to answer.

With a rough thrust, he slammed back into her from behind, burying himself deep in one stroke. Kurenai cried out not in pain, but in shock.

There was no slow build this time. Kakashi was relentless, slamming into her with punishing force, each thrust sharp and deep, his hips snapping against her ass.

Her legs trembled under the weight of him, her moans breaking apart into breathless gasps. He grabbed her hair, yanking her head back so he could growl against her ear.

"You're mine tonight. You'll take every inch until you break."

Kurenai's body quaked beneath him as he drove into her again and again, harder now, deeper. Her fingers clawed at the sheets, legs barely able to hold her up as the pounding continued, merciless and precise. Her walls clenched around him, over and over, trying to hold on, to fight the flood building inside her.

But she was losing the battle.

Kakashi didn't stop. His hands were everywhere gripping her hips, then her throat, squeezing just enough to steal her breath as he used her body without pause. She felt the tightness coil again, too fast, too much her body too sensitive, too overstimulated.

"I-I can't-" she gasped, voice breaking.

"Yes, you can," he growled, thrusting harder.

Her eyes rolled back as the third climax tore through her, stronger than the last, shaking her down to the bone. Her cry was silent, strangled by the force of it. Her arms gave out. Her legs folded. The world went white.

Kakashi barely noticed as her body went limp beneath him, her breath soft, eyes fluttering closed. Only when he felt her collapse entirely did he slow, breathing hard, still buried inside her.

He looked down and saw her face slack, and her body trembling in the aftermath. Unconscious. Overwhelmed and Completely spent.

He pulled out slowly, careful now, the beast inside him quieted.

Kakashi brushed the hair from her face, watching her chest rise and fall. Peaceful.

"She lasted longer than I expected," he murmured to himself, a smirk touching his lips.

He wasn't too worried as he went rough despite it being her first time. They were Jonin Ninjas and their bodies were stronger than the ordinary ninjas.

He lay beside her, drawing her into his arms. And drifting into a peaceful sleep.

However, someone in the apartment above didn't have a good sleep because of them.

Upstairs, Anko lay on her bed, the dim light casting shadows across her flushed face. She had heard everything the moans, the cries, the sound of Kakashi and Kurenai completely losing themselves in each other.

She tried to block it out, tried to sleep, but her hand had already slipped between her legs, fingers moving in slow, frustrated circles.

"Damn them," she whispered, biting her lip.

"They just had to be that loud." She said.

Her hips lifted off the bed, needy and tense. She hated how wet she was, how easily the thought of Kakashi's voice and Kurenai's cries pushed her over the edge.

"This is your fault," she whispered again, panting, her body trembling. Imagining herself being pounded by Kakashi instead of Kurenai.

Although she felt guilty imagining that, she still didn't stop. Not even after they'd gone quiet.