Catching a Copy-Cat

“Eh heh, I have no idea what you’re talking about John-kun,” Kakashi says with a nervous smile…or at least whatever kind of smile you can see from behind that mask of hers, “but if there is an interesting new serious out then I’ll be sure to look it up, after all I am quite the avid reader.”

“Yes, about that,” you say with a grin, your large body taking a few steps closer to Kakashi thus causing your to loom over her with your impressive height, “it seems that not only is this series rather ‘interesting’ but it also happens to be about a legendary hero, someone I believe the author called Johnichi Genryutai; the grandson of Enma and the inheritor of the famous Undead Soul Reaper title?”

“R-Really,” Kakashi mutters, her visible cheek beginning to blush as you lean in closer to the silver haired pervert, “I can’t say that rings a bell, eh John?”

“Oh my no,” you say, your tone dropping in pitch and getting huskier by the moment. It was times like this that you were thankful your relationship with the majority of the other Taicho’s was good, after all, how else could you get information this juicy without a little help from your fellow captains? Smirking a bit you remembered a brightly blushing Hitsugaya recanting you with the plotline of the aforementioned novels, something that he had ‘heard from his men’ as he so frequently put it, “It certainly doesn’t sound like anyone I know…and apparently the story takes place in the land of spirits where Johnichi has a great number of sexy female suitors fighting for his hand in a number of ways, in and out of the bedroom…especially the main heroine of the book called Kakashina Takate.”

Kakashi seems prepared to defend herself again but after a moment of thought she lets loose with heartfelt and defeated sigh, her body deflating as her eye turns to the ground in shame, “S-Sorry John-kun…”

Raising your eyebrow you curl three of your fingers beneath Kakashi’s masked chin, your hand gently bringing her gaze up to meet your own as you softly ask, “What are you sorry for Kakashi-chan?”

Kakashi’s one visible eye strains to look anywhere but you but her gaze always seems to return to your face, that dark and soulful iris of her locking onto you no matter what her rational conscious mind might want, “I…I based my book series after you and your life John-kun…I didn’t really mean to but it just sort of happened…”

“What do you mean Kakashi-chan?” you question, your voice calm and caring but holding a tone of persuasive desire that seems to send a light shiver through the silver haired woman’s spine.

“Wh-When my idol, Jiraya-Sama, passed away without finishing his Icha Icha series of erotic novels I…I vowed to finish them myself,” Kakashi mutters sadly, her eye forgoing the attempt at looking away and instead staring directly into your eye without the pretense of escaping your gaze, “B-But I found out really quickly that I could never match Jiraya-sama…so I decided to start my own…and no matter what I did I couldn’t stop thinking about you John-kun so…so I wrote my story on what I saw and…on what I felt.”

“Hm…if I remember correctly, at the end of the first novel Johnichi falls in love with Kakashina after they sleep together and marries her on the spot correct?” you ask, your tone holding a bit of playfulness as Kakashi’s face turns a deep crimson hue.

“Y-Yes,” Kakashi mutters in embarrassment and to a point sorrow, “I-I guess my fantasies influenced my work a bit too much huh?”

Kakashi’s nervous and sad laughter sends a pang of hurt through your heart, something that you decide to remedy with a smile and a soft whisper, “I wouldn’t say that Kakashi-hime.” Kakashi stares up at you with an eye full of hope as one of your fingers gently curls around the upper edge of Kakashi’s facial covering, your finger slipping beneath the three sets of masks she always wore and pulling it down with a single smooth motion. Bared to your eyes is a face of beauty, a visage of remarkable feminine charm that sends your heart a flutter and nearly makes you forget what you are doing.

None the less however, with a soft smile you lean in and without another word your lips press against Kakashi’s, her one visible eye shooting open in surprise before it slowly slides closed in blissful oblivion. Slowly, Kakashi’s arms wrap around your body, her trim and lithe limbs holding you close as her tongue licks along the edge of your lips, begging for entrance, calling for something deeper, something even closer. Without a moment’s hesitation you open your lips and grant the pervert her entrance, her slight pink muscle quickly working its way into your mouth and finding your own tongue for the dual tango of primal passion.

The kiss lasts for several minutes until at last your break the kiss with a soft smacking sound, Kakashi’s flushed face panting with exertion as your delicate rearrange her mask with a soft smile, “I think this Johnichi is more than happy to fall in love with his Kakashina.”

Shaking her head a bit to remove the cobwebs of lust you create Kakashi simply gives you a sultry smirk from behind her mask, her voice low and husky as one of her hands presses against your broad chest, “Tisk, Tisk Johnichi…you did it all out of order. First we have sex…THEN you say you love me.”

Chuckling a bit you lay another kiss on Kakashi’s forehead before you stand up to your full height, a soft and jealous whimpering causing you to turn and face Free with one of her hands clenched tightly between her teeth, “Nnngh…Alpha…Free too!”

You don’t even get a chance to vocally respond before Free pounces on you and locks you into another wild and powerful kiss, her entire toned and athletic body writhing against yours as her tail pops out and begins to wag uncontrollably. In the back of your mind you register Kakashi mentioning something about the Snake Trio wanting to see you as she walks off but at the moment you are a bit too preoccupied by the loving werewolf woman above you…