"Kakashi" I groaned as he came up behind me where I was trying to make some tea. His chest pressed hard to my back and he laid his hand on the small open area of my top just above my chest. Not noticing my pitiful protest, he slipped his hand under the edge and cupped my breast as his fingers quickly found my n****e. My breath caught in my throat, making it hard to find my voice even though my lips tried to form the words.
"You're-" I gasped as he pinched and rolled my n****e, "-going to be late." I tried to argue, but my words came out sounding like a whimper, which only urged him to continue.
"Thanks to you, I'm already habitually late-" He nuzzled his face into my neck and nipped at my ear lobe, "-so what's another morning?" And for the second time, my past antics came back to haunt m
