A/N
Heyo! This is the first story I've ever finished/uploaded (hardly the first I've written, though) so please let me know what you think! Criticism is welcome, flame is not.
If I owned Naruto it definitely would have ended differently so the younger viewers should probably thank their stars that I'm not the one directing the actual story line.
This is pretty much fluff with some plot thrown in, it was going to be a one shot but I felt it needed a proper conclusion. Be wary that I think Sasuke is a jerk and have portrayed him as such.
I have no Beta to my Omega so if there's any mistakes or confusing lines forgive me.
Enjoy XD
SkittleBrained

Chapter 1: The Night

The apartment had darkened in the time he had been there but the Uzumaki couldn't find the energy to get up from his spot on the kitchen floor to switch the lights on –that and he didn't think he could manoeuvre himself around the many empty bottles of spirits surrounding him.
He stared, unseeing, at the ground in front of him, legs stretched out across the tiled floor as the chill coming through the window he had left open upon entering brought a shiver down his spine, his moist cheeks feeling like ice in the slight breeze.

He couldn't get the image of the two bodies tangled on the bed (their bed), naked and slicked with sweat, out of his head.
Or the image of Sasuke's unimpressed, unapologetic expression as he stood with his arms crossed over his chest, body still bare as though he had no shame in what he had done to even pull clothes on to hide the forming hickeys on his neck.
The words he had used to justify his actions -his outrage when Naruto had said he was done with the Uchiha- kept replaying in his mind like a broken record.

Four Hours Ago
"Don't get all high and mighty with me." Sasuke snapped with a sneer, "Don't think I haven't noticed how much time you've been spending with Kakashi." The words were all but thrown in his face.

Naruto froze for a second in his shock, "What the hell does he have to do with this?!" He yelled, hands clenched into fists as he suppressed the tears threatening to ruin the angry mask he had hastily put in place, "He's teaching me seals –of course I'm spending more time with him!"

"That's bullshit." The Uchiha raised his chin and narrowed his eyes in that infuriating know-it-all expression, "I've seen the way you look at him. The way he looks at you." He sneered coldly.

Yet another second where his shock at the bastard's words overtook him, though this time slightly shorter, "Stop fucking around!" Naruto finally growled and gestured to the other teen's naked body to bring the conversation back to what had started it, "You're just trying to find somebody else to blame for your actions! Grow up and learn to take responsibility, asshole, I'm done." He said decisively, spinning on his heels to leave the apartment; to leave Sasuke.

Instead he was grabbed from behind and thrown on the floor, the Uchiha on top of him holding him down before he could retaliate, "You'll leave when I say you can." The boy declared lowly.

The Uzumaki swung at the bastard but his wrist was caught, "Fuck you! I'm not your property!" He yelled, struggling against the hold all the while glaring hotly at his now ex-lover.

"You are." Sasuke hissed and crushed his lips to the blonde's, when he resisted biting down on his lower lip hard enough to make it bleed.
Naruto threw the Uchiha off him and stood up, Sasuke doing the same only for the other male to throw a punch into his face, knocking him off his feet, "I'm not." He stated firmly.

This time the other teen didn't stop him from leaving, laughing as he called after him, "Don't think I don't know who you're going to go find." He said with that maniacal voice he had that always irked the blonde and Naruto glanced over his shoulder from where he stood at the door, Sasuke smirking knowingly with ice in dark eyes, "You say I cheated, but who cheated first? You don't have to have sex to be unfaithful, Naruto."

Present Time
He was brought out of the memory –dream, he now realized, as he opened his eyes with the fogginess of waking from sleep- when someone kicked his foot.

His eyes lazily trailed up the lean body in front of him to meet the silver eyes staring down at him with slight amusement –beneath that, though, worry, "What are you doing in my apartment, Naruto-kun?" Kakashi tsked, eyes moving from slightly glazed cerulean to count the number of empty bottles surrounding the boy before meeting his gaze again, "Last I checked you were still underage." He pointed out flatly though with little reprimand in his voice.

"Henged into Shizune." The blonde mumbled (because only Shizune would be able to buy this amount of alcohol without being questioned as to the occasion), closing his eyes as he only just now named the emotion that churned his stomach when he met his sensei's gaze, Sasuke's accusation echoing in his ears.

Disapproval seeped into Kakashi's tone, "You've done this before, haven't you?" He asked slowly to which Naruto just offered him a sloppy, cheeky grin, eyes remaining closed both in fear of the feeling surfacing again as well as fatigue.

Silence hung in the air for a long time and the blonde assumed the Hatake had walked off to go shower and change, leaving him to his wallowing since the jounin no doubt knew to respect another shinobi's grief –also took great care to avoid it.
Instead however he heard the tinkling of glass bottles touching as the man moved them and then a body sat next to his.

"Maa, how pitiful you look." Kakashi remarked in a hum and then there was a sloshing sound, Naruto rolling his head towards his sensei and opening his eyes to see the man swirling a half empty bottle of sake in his grip before pulling down his mask and taking the bottle to his lips, pulling it back with a grimace, "This is shit." He said, disgusted, but took another swig nevertheless.

The Uzumaki was sure he was still asleep.
He couldn't remember if he'd ever heard Kakashi swear before (the man had always had a way with words and hadn't needed to curse to express himself, or at least that was Naruto's theory) and to have so casually removed his mask in front of the blonde who had been aiming at it for years…

"Oi." He called when the Hatake just kept drinking, ignoring the eyes burning into the side of his face, and he shifted slightly to turn his torso to the man, "Show me your face." He demanded, Kakashi pausing with the bottle at his lips as his eye slid to him without moving his head, amusement clear in the silver orb from whatever expression Naruto was showing.

When he didn't comply the blonde's lips twisted and his head was vague enough that he didn't think before he knocked the bottle out of Kakashi's grip, reasoning that the man could have easily stopped it from slipping from his fingers so the blame for the glass shattered on the floor and puddle of sake wasn't his own. Then his outstretched hand flattened against his sensei's cheek and urged his face towards him.

He stared, mouth parted in awe, for the longest time. Kakashi was beautiful.
Without his mask he looked so much younger, his jaw sculptured, nose straight and lips thin but perfectly proportioned to his face, quirking into a half smirk after several seconds of the blonde staring.
But what captivated the Uzumaki was the lone dark freckle beneath the left edge of the man's mouth.

It was so unexpected, and Naruto moved his thumb to press down on the mark as though it would rub off, his sensei chuckling with the action and it was strange for the blonde to be able to see the complete expression when the man laughed but found he liked it.
He was so handsome… to the point where he put all others to shame (or maybe it was just his alcohol laden mind or his newfound bias), and Naruto was in no way immune to the good looks, his breath hitching and heart racing as he scanned the perfect features made all the more perfect by the 'impurity' on his chin.

"Why?" He asked, finally meeting his sensei's eyes, wetting his lips to bring back the moisture that had left his mouth with the sight, "Why wear a mask when you look like…" His gaze scanned the man's face once again as if to make his point, his hand still cupping Kakashi's cheek and he slowly let it fall back to his side, sitting back into his spot from where he had leant over.

The Hatake pushed out a breath almost in a sigh and searched through the numerous spirits to find another bottle that wasn't empty, only when he had taken a swig did he say, "That's a story for another time." He muttered, glancing out of the corner of his eyes to Naruto and then asked after a bout of silence, "What happened?"

The blonde turned his head away from his sensei, lips twisting into a scowl as he reached for his own bottle, "I left Sasuke." He muttered distastefully.

"What did he do?"

He laughed bitterly at the man's correct assumption that the Uchiha had finally done something that crossed the line, leaning his head back against the cupboard doors and closing his eyes as the pain made its way across his face, "Cheated." He said and, with another bitter laugh, added, "But it didn't count 'cause it was just sex, and he was the last Uchiha and had to revive his clan, plus I'm the only guy he sleeps with so that should be enough. Oh and I should have expected this when we first got together." He recited the bastard's excuses dryly and rolled his head towards Kakashi, opening his eyes only slightly to see the annoyance slash amusement on the Hatake's expression and once again marvelled at being able to see his features twist with his emotions.
Absently he wondered if the man was a lot easier to read without his mask off or if the Uzumaki had steadily begun learning how to read his sensei's expressions, limited as they were.

"I hate to be harsh," The words already elicited a deadpan look levelled on the man, and he chuckled before sobering and pointing out in a slight drawl, "but it's not surprising."

Naruto pushed out a heavy breath and ducked his head, "Yeah." He muttered and lifted the bottle to his lips, "But that doesn't mean I'm not pretty fucking pissed off." And then he downed the rest of the liquid, delighting in the burn as it rolled down his throat.

"Not hurt?" Kakashi asked curiously and blue eyes slid to him out of the corner of his gaze to see interest in the silver orbs. 'I see the way you look at him. The way he looks at you.'

"Mm." The blonde hummed around the bottle, releasing it from his mouth and swallowing the last gulp before wiping his lips with the back of his hand, "Yeah, I was -am." He shook his head and scowled, eyes glazing over as he thought back on what had transpired, the corner of his lips twisting into a grimace.

"He said something, though… and that's really been what's messed me up. But it's also kind of made me forget the pain." He fiddled with the bottle in his hands, wondering if he should confess what he had come to realize in the hours he had sat here drinking and waiting for the older male to arrive.

"And…?"

He rolled his head towards Kakashi, locking gazes with the man and simply staring for several seconds, obviously some indication of what he was about to say in his eyes because the Hatake's own widened slightly with shock and his lips parted.

Naruto didn't know he had been leaning towards his sensei or that the man was leaning towards him until he felt warm breath smelling of sake caress his face, "He said…" He wet his lips, sure that he didn't need to speak and not even sure where he got the ability because Kakashi was so close to him and so goddamn attractive and his eyes lidded as he continued in a murmur, "He said that I was the one who was unfaithful… because of the way I look at you."

He could almost feel the Hatake's mouth move against his own with his next words and lidded silver eyes met his as the man asked quietly, "Was he right?"

Naruto scanned the perfect face again, "Yeah." He whispered as his eyes closed and their lips met.

The first thing he noted was that Kakashi didn't kiss like Sasuke.
Sasuke's kisses were harsh, unrelenting and full of force and had always been an act of possessiveness on the Uchiha's part. He had thought he had liked those kinds of kisses.

Kakashi on the other hand took his time, first planting soft, closed mouthed kisses against Naruto's lips before slipping his tongue into the Uzumaki's mouth to dance with his own, hands soon cupping the blonde's face as one of his held onto the man's shoulder, the other tangling in the hair at the back of his neck.
Kakashi's kisses weren't about possession or claiming anything, he kissed in a way that had heat spreading through Naruto's body languidly but building steadily, he kissed so that the blonde was breathless, and when the Uzumaki tilted his head and tightened the grip in his hair he complied with the silent request.

The hands on his cheeks moved, one sliding into his hair while the other reached across him and grabbed the leg furthest away from him, urging the blonde to move and soon Naruto was sitting in the Hatake's lap.
His head tilted down to the man and the kiss deepened, his hands gripping his sensei's shoulders as their tongue mingled, breaths harsh but neither pulling away as Kakashi ran his hands beneath the Uzumaki's shirt with a searing touch and Naruto ground his crotch into the older male's, groaning at the friction.

"Will you regret this?" The Hatake murmured into the kiss even as he gripped at the blonde's hips and encouraged them to repeat the action, shifting slightly so their dicks met at the right point and they both shuddered as they ground together roughly, Kakashi lifting himself to accentuate the friction.

"Will you?" Naruto replied breathlessly, his hands moving to unzip the jounin's vest.

Against his lips the Hatake grinned, biting the younger male's bottom lip that only briefly brought back the memory of the afternoon but was quickly dismissed because the man was in no way like Sasuke with the way he nibbled, sucked and licked at the skin.

"Bed?" He asked when he finally released the now swollen lip, running his tongue along it before slipping through his mouth to dance with his again, hands moving from his hips to explore his ass, grabbing the two cheeks in a tight, greedy grip.

"Later." The blonde muttered to which Kakashi's lips quirked and he grinned, pulling back slightly to meet darkened silver orbs, cocking an eyebrow in challenge, "Can't handle the pressure, old man?" He teased.

The Hatake's eyes narrowed dangerously and Naruto's heart seized in fear at the predatory look that crossed his sensei's expression before he suddenly found himself on his back on the tiled floor, bottles smashing as the man knocked them out of the way and his pants and underwear soon thrown over Kakashi's shoulder.

He only just caught the man pouring what looked to be vodka onto his hand before a cold, wet finger pushed inside of him, "Ah!" He cried out in shock and ecstasy as the man easily found his prostate, arching his back and before he could adjust a second finger joined the first, pumping in and out quickly and ruthlessly as he clenched his jaw to keep himself from crying out, "Kakashi…" The name spilled from his lips in a moan as a leg lifted to wrap around the man's waist, the other bent to plant his foot on the floor to gain purchase –the tiles slightly sticky from the drying alcohol- to lift his hips to allow deeper access.

Lips were at his neck, nipping and sucking and marking him as fingers fucked his hole and Naruto's gut coiled almost painfully, shocked that he could be brought to this point so quickly but his reasoning was simply Kakashi Hatake and that was enough.

He grabbed fistfuls of the man's hair, yanking his lips to his as he growled, "Fuck me already." He demanded just as those fingers hooked inside of him, "Ahh!" His head snapped forward to claim the man's mouth hungrily.

Their kisses were harsh, full of teeth and tongue and need and Naruto broke the contact as his head slammed against the tiled floor when his prostate was hit again and he groaned pleadingly, "Kakashi…"

The man's lips went back to his neck, hot breaths fanning across the already heated skin as his tongue ran along his pulse point, the blonde feeling him shift and he reached between them as Kakashi freed himself, taking a hold of the man's impressive hardness.
He arched his hips, guiding him to his entrance and as soon as the tip was in Kakashi thrust.

Naruto shouted an incoherent word as his body was shoved into the floor with the force, sliding back a bit and he wrapped his other leg around the man's waist, heels digging into his sensei's ass as the Hatake repeated the ferocious thrust and this time he met it with one of his own.

A guttural groan lurched up the jounin's throat and the blonde would be comparing it to Sasuke's silence but there were no thoughts of the Uchiha in his mind as Kakashi kept up his unrelenting pace.
Naruto's hands dug into the man's back over his shirt, probably ripping it with the sharp nails of his original hand, his head lifting to bite and suck at the skin at the juncture of his neck and shoulder, his mouth exploring the skin exposed to him and making sure it would be covered sufficiently with his marks.

Kakashi shifted his head, urging the blonde's face to his to tangle their tongues as their bodies moulded together, hips meeting each other thrust for thrust and the sounds of their slick skin slapping together and their harsh breaths and grunts and groans filled the room, the scent of alcohol and sex filling their noses.

Naruto was so consumed by the man atop him he cried out in shock when fingers wrapped around his dick, the Hatake's grip firm as he pumped him in time with the forward snap of his hips until both became frantic and lost all rhythm.

The blonde bit into the man's bottom lip, their tongues mingling before they had to separate to breathe, Kakashi moving to plant sloppy kisses along his neck, his breath fanning across them chilling the heated skin and Naruto moaned breathlessly, a hand gripping a fistful of silver hair while the other tore at his shirt, his legs tightening around the man's waist.

Heat coiled in his gut and he was bombarded with the sensation of Kakashi's dick ramming into him and his hand yanking on his own. A thumb slid across the top of his cock, smearing the precum leaking and Naruto moaned breathlessly at the touch.

"Naruto." His sensei breathed into his ear, pulling the lobe into his teeth as his thrusts became harsher but at the same time more precise and the blonde was lost in reciprocating them, focusing only on controlling his breathing, "Fuck, Naruto." Kakashi groaned as with each thrust he went deeper and his hand moved faster, his need evident in his voice, "Say my name." He demanded hoarsely.

The blonde's head hit the tiles to keep himself from cumming at the voice he'd never heard before but knew he'd never tire of, the coil at his gut tightening, "Say my name while you cum for me." Kakashi demanded again at his ear, when he didn't his mouth went to his neck and bit down - hard.

"Ah!" Naruto cried, flinching away from the pain even as the coil grew tighter and his grip in the man's hair had to be painful, "Ka-" He panted, the word cut off with a groan as the Hatake bit down harder, "Kakashi!" He all but yelled and the tension in his body grew to a precipice, the next thrust inside of him hitting his prostate and his eyes blackened as he shouted something unintelligible and felt the bliss of release, his load coating his stomach and the fingers still pumping his dick, his body shuddering violently.
Kakashi stilled above him with a guttural groan, warmth spreading inside of him with the man's seed.
And then darkness claimed him.

It was only a minute or two later that he resurfaced, Kakashi still inside of him and lost for breath and when he opened his eyes he was met with a smug grin twisting the man's lips. Naruto glared in response even as his cheeks heated in a blush.

The Hatake chuckled lowly, the sound making the blonde's stomach flutter and his dick twitch, lips on his enhancing the reaction.
Kakashi kissed him slowly, slipping his tongue through his mouth to meet with his only to draw back before it got too heated, the blonde enjoying the change of pace.
Sasuke had never kissed him after sex, hadn't even stayed at his side unless he expected another round, just got up and went for a piss or something.
He'd never been one for that kind of affection –any affection, really, their bodies barely touched when they slept at night.

Realizing where his thoughts had turned he turned his head to the side, cutting off the kiss with guilt filling him –here Kakashi was kissing him like that and all he could think about was…
"Thinking about Sasuke?" The Hatake's question made his eyes close with a short nod, face screwing up in guilt and unease, "It's fine." The man reassured and Naruto frowned, turning back to him and there must have been something in his expression that spoke of his thoughts because he chuckled, leaning down to peck his lips.

"You two were together for a while. You only just separated, it's not as though you can just stop thinking about someone you've been with, especially when you're with someone else in the same way. It's hard not to compare, ne?" He asked as he pulled out of him, the blonde feeling the absence of the width inside of him, felt the fluid drip from his hole as Kakashi separated from him with a heavy breath, sitting up with his legs folded beneath him.

Silver eyes studied the blonde sprawled out in front of him languidly –his legs open to show the seed spilling out of him, dick limp against his stomach and his shirt halfway up his heaving chest, the tanned skin exposed stretched across well defined muscles splattered with his semen, his cheeks flushed and mouth parted with his short, heavy breaths, his eyes lidded as they peered at him and his neck littered with angry red bite marks... appreciation twisted his lips and Naruto was only half aware of the gaze as his thoughts spun and his stomach tightened in jealousy.

"You've gone through it before?" The Uzumaki asked, trying to repress how upset he was at the idea of Kakashi being serious with anyone or how guilty he felt that he couldn't feel anything else –shouldn't he be happy his sensei had had someone special at some point? Why did it hurt so much? Who were they?

He caught the flash of amusement in the jounin's eyes, something gripping his heart to know the man found his reaction (because he knew he was easy to read so no matter how hard he tried to hide his thoughts Kakashi would still know) funny, but then he said, "I've been on the receiving end a fair bit."

Naruto frowned and sat up, the Hatake offering him a hand and the blonde glanced around them at the mess they had created but couldn't absorb any of it, "Receiving end?" He asked, turning back to the man, his eyes trailing across the bare face with the same fascination as earlier, wondering if he'd ever get used to how attractive his sensei was.

Kakashi rose to his feet and for a second the Uzumaki was face to face with the man's dick –his stomach flipped in anticipation- before he was pulled up to stand, "You've never heard of rebounding before?" The man asked in a deadpan, his fingers trailing down the blonde's forearm to link their fingers as he led him deeper into the apartment.

Naruto glanced over his shoulder at the complete disaster that was the kitchen, more bottles broken than there were intact, the smell of alcohol and sex hanging in the air and there was an evident space were their bodies had been, surrounded by mess, "It'll get cleaned later." Kakashi muttered over his shoulder when he noticed where the blonde's attention had drawn to.

The sound of a door opening drew his gaze back in front of him, the Hatake pulling him into the bathroom and unlinking their hands to turn the shower on, once he had the temperature right turning back to the blonde still staring at him with a vacant look, "Are you alright?" He asked slowly, stepping up to Naruto and his hand reaching up to cup his cheek, caressing it slightly as his eyes searched cerulean.

Was he only just realizing what they had done?
Was he regretting it? The Hatake's chest tightened at the thought of his relationship with the blonde ending because of this.
Could he even handle going back to what they had been only 24 hours ago?

The Uzumaki blinked and then frowned, glancing up to meet Kakashi's eyes that were creased in worry but slightly vacant with whatever he was thinking, and smiled weakly, "I'm usually pretty slow after sex. Give me a bit." He explained with a sheepish laugh.

Kakashi didn't look like he believed him, his perceptive eyes searching his for a few more moments before nodding, "Alright. Shower?" He offered with a tilt of his head and a crooked smile.

The blonde nodded and led the Hatake towards the cubicle, stopping just short and turning back to him, taking the step to cross the distance between them so they were almost chest to chest, lifting his chin to meet the man's gaze as his hands rested on his waist. Kakashi's eyes darkened and the corner of his lips curled upwards, his expression almost challenging as he cocked an eyebrow expectantly.

Naruto grinned mischievously in response, the only warning the jounin got before the blonde leant back and reached between them, taking a hold of his shirt and then ripping it.
Blue eyes lifted to him full of wickedness, hands pushing the fabric off his shoulders, the skin of his fingers (on one hand, because despite the fact that they had loosened the bandages on his other were still there) only briefly making contact with his own in a tease. Kakashi watched his student with interest, the blonde taking the time to study his chest, his fingers reaching to trace some of his scars as his expression fell into one of contemplation and sadness.

"So many." He caught the murmur as the soft touch skimmed along his skin, blue eyes following the touch.

The jounin chuckled and without lifting his head Naruto lifted his eyes to meet his in question, "Not everyone has a Biju to heal them." He pointed out.

The Uzumaki's brows drew together and he turned back to tracing the skin paler than the rest, some scars dipping into the man's chest and others raised higher while some only the different skin tone was a tell of how close Kakashi's had been to death, "Mm." He hummed softly, glancing back up to meet silver eyes again and his hand flattened against his chest, feeling the heartbeat beneath, "They all have stories…" He turned back to the scarred chest and pressed a kiss to one just below his collarbone, reminded of the fact that his sensei had an entire life before team 7 which he knew little about.

"Sometimes I wished I could scar. So I'd be reminded of how precious life is." He murmured against the skin.

Kakashi's fingers traced along his jaw and then lifted his head, Naruto meeting his eyes as he pointed out, "You have other scars." He said and blue eyes lowered, the Hatake leaning forward to press a kiss on his forehead and keeping his lips at the skin as he asked in a playful but suggestive voice, "Weren't we undressing?"

He didn't have to see to know the blonde was smirking, and before Naruto could do anymore damage to his wardrobe he hummed, "How about leaving my pants intact, hm?"

A loaded sigh was his answer and hands were at his hips again, cerulean eyes peering up at him through blonde bangs, teeth showing in a wicked grin as he tugged at the waistline of his pants.
Kakashi knew what was coming next by the scheming look in the boy's eyes but he still froze as Naruto dropped into a crouch, tugging his pants down his legs, fingers once again only barely touching his skin and the Hatake had no idea how the blonde could do this to him without even touching him.

His gaze was hungry as he met the Uzumaki's challenging stare where he crouched in front of him, once his pants were gone his hands rising to his briefs, plucking at the elastic while Kakashi sucked in a sharp breath at the intent in his student's eyes.

He had always known those eyes would be the death of him.

And then, in the span of a second or two, his underwear was stripped off him and the blonde had risen to his feet, grin wide and innocent on the jounin who was already at half mast just with his little tease show.

"Something wrong?" Naruto had to ask when Kakashi glared at him dryly.

The Hatake was quick to wipe that smirk off his lips as he all but pushed the blonde into the shower, shoving him against the wall and attacking his lips as his hips pressed into the shorter male's almost painfully and his hands clutched at his sides.

"Ah!" Naruto groaned when the jounin pulled back only enough to allow his hand to take hold of their dicks, holding them together and stroking them both to hardness, "My shirt." He reminded the man with the last of his ability to speak, bucking his hips into the hand and sucking in a sharp breath as a thumb pressed hard into his tip, lips claiming his again with more harsh kisses.

"Leave it." Kakashi growled into his mouth, his other hand around the blonde's neck in a distinctly possessive way but it was nothing like Sasuke's possessive because the Uchiha had always seemed angry when he touched him in a way to claim him whereas Kakashi's grip seemed desperate, needing, as though saying 'I'm never letting you go' and Naruto almost couldn't stand it.

The Uzumaki had an arm hooked around the older male's neck, the other around his waist clawing at his back, his shirt water logged and clinging to his skin but the fabric was brushing against their dicks and the extra sensation on the sensitive organ had groans vibrating his chest.

Their kisses were interspaced with harsh breaths, hair long since soaked and the locks hanging limp over their faces dropping water into their gaping mouths but the moisture was sorely needed as their bodies pressed into each other as close as they could with Kakashi's hand between them.

Naruto groaned when the man's grip tightened and moved faster, their precum mixing with the water falling down on them making his efforts seamless, heat and tension pooling low in his gut and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer as he separated his lips from the Hatake's to taste his neck, sucking and biting on the wet, heated skin.

Kakashi's harsh breaths were at his ear and his hand was pumping their dicks so fast and so tight.
The feeling of the other man's cock against his own, the water pelting down on them but the taller male's body shielded his from the downpour so the heat of their bodies mixed with the moisture of the air was drowning his senses, that tension and heat and hunger and fucking ecstasy building low in his belly and god.

"Naruto." The Hatake's breathy moan was what made him snap, spoken low and thick with desire and the blonde had never done it before because Sasuke hated it but he bit down on the part of the man's neck his mouth currently occupied, stifling his groan as he stilled and came –hard.

Kakashi's hiss and more frantic tugs on their dicks as Naruto's load kept spilling told the Uzumaki his actions had been welcomed.
Two strokes later the man buried his face in his hair and he pressed him harder against the shower wall with his own release, body shaking as his seed mixed with the blonde's in his hand.

Their heavy breathing was the dominant sound despite the water still falling onto them. The Hatake's forearm planted on the tiled wall above Naruto's head and his hot breath pushed into his hair while the blonde's face pressed against the man's shoulder.

"Fuck." Kakashi would have groaned had he not been completely breathless. Had he just cum that hard from a simple joint hand job? Straight after sex, as well?

The Uzumaki laughed into his shoulder, leaning back after pressing his lips to the skin, "Not bad, sensei." He said as he rested his head on the wall, chin tilted up with a teasing but sloppy smile and the Hatake pulled his head back to smirk at the blonde.

"Not bad yourself, brat." He retorted and watched irritation flash through cerulean eyes before he bent down to take his lips.

Naruto responded to the kiss lazily, each movement of their lips languid as well as gentle and the water dripping down their faces joined the kiss.

Kakashi leant back after a few moments and frowned as his eyes scanned the blonde's neck to see his love bites had already healed, his fingers lifting to tap the skin with disapproval, "I never thought I'd say I hate your healing ability." He muttered when the younger male frowned in question.

The Uzumaki's grin was crooked, his head falling to the side as his eyes lowered to the man's neck where the angry red bite mark was forming, lifting again and with slightly squinted eyes he said informatively with a hint of cheek, "I've hated your mask for a long time."

"Hm." The Hatake smirked, bending down again to press a quick kiss to the blonde's swollen lips before pulling away, "We should probably shower properly before my hot water runs out."

Naruto raised his eyebrows in mock surprise, "That wasn't showering properly?"

-
It was early morning when they finally decided they couldn't spend the rest of the night and day screwing around in bed (or on the kitchen counter or the couch or the floor or in the shower –twice- or every flat surface in the apartment) but even as they lay curled into each other they couldn't sleep.

Naruto traced patterns into Kakashi's chest, his bandages discarded to show the ghostly white skin of his implanted arm and normally he hated the contrast of colour but against the other male's skin it almost seemed normal.
He felt as though he was in some kind of trance as his fingers made pattern's out of the man's scars.

Kakashi had his hand on the blonde's hip, thumb rubbing circles into the tanned skin and his eyes were fixed on Naruto's face as the boy studied his chest, tracing his features as he'd done from afar a million times and he didn't know if it was because he was up close or because he was in his arms but the Uzumaki seemed even more beautiful.

That innocent light in his eyes but wisdom and pain hidden within, cerulean orbs so deep and wondrous that the Hatake was always in fear of being lost in them.
The twitching of the marks of his cheeks with his lips as though he really were the fox he contained, how open the blonde always was with his expressions, the way he wore his heart on his sleeve –the way he always told the truth even when he didn't speak.

The tanned, flawless skin that now shined with his sweat with the healing red and yellow marks from Kakashi's efforts to make a permanent claim on the blonde.

But all of these features paled in comparison to his heart.
His love, his hope, his nature that drew everyone too him and how he gave everything to his friends and loved ones without asking for anything in return.
Naruto was beautiful because of who he was, and that had been the first thing that had caught the Hatake's attention, after realizing how warm and bright and captivating the boy was he began to take notice of his appearance.

"Did you know it'd end up this way?" The blonde's question broke his thoughts, Naruto shifting to meet his eyes, his gaze probing and briefly leaving his to trace his face once again.

Kakashi's grip tightened on the boy's hip, pulling him closer, "I hoped it would." He murmured with a smile.

Naruto blinked and for a moment cerulean eyes lit up but then they dulled and blonde brows furrowed, "I meant with Sasuke." He pointed out.

The Hatake's lips thinned, his gaze lifting from the Uzumaki's to stare across the room but at the same time narrowing and glazing over as he thought of the relationship his two male students shared, "I knew that he came back to the village for you." He said, feeling Naruto's curious and interested eyes on his face but his gaze remained far away, "But I knew –and I don't know if he was aware of it or not- that he wanted you because he felt the need to make up for you getting him to admit he was wrong. He wanted to prove he was still superior over you by making you his." He explained and glanced down to the blonde to see him frowning as he thought on his words.

His hand squeezing the boy's hips to draw his attention to him, "I don't know whether or not he had that agenda in his mind, but I have a feeling he didn't. Sasuke's very single-minded when it comes to his feelings. He makes an assumption about them and focuses on it, and his assumption is usually pure in his own mind." He murmured, trying to reassure his student that the Uchiha hadn't set out or was trying to use him.

Naruto's lips straightened into a thin line and he shifted so his arm was underneath him, lifting his torso up as he studied the Hatake's expression –searching for what, the man didn't know- before frowning, "And me?" He probed, "What did you think of my part in the relationship?" Though the Uzumaki wasn't sure he wanted to know.
His sensei wouldn't lie about his observations despite how blunt they might be or whether or not it'd hurt him, the man always honest with Naruto when it counted and often giving him advice he hadn't known he needed to hear.

But it wasn't always advice he wanted.

Kakashi sighed through his nose, realizing the blonde was upset he hadn't shared his opinion earlier, and instead of answering he said, "If I had said anything you would have been offended." He pointed out calmly, blue eyes averting to confirm the line of thought, and his hand left his waist to trail up and down his side, gaze shifting from the boy's face to follow his fingers, studying the golden skin.

"I knew you needed to come to your own realization about Sasuke. You chased after him for so long that when he finally came home you weren't entirely sure of your feelings towards him because you hadn't needed to understand them past knowing you had to bring him back. You're easily confused by your emotions, not like Sasuke is but you just have a hard time distinguishing each one because you feel so much at all times and you're not one to think so much as to name them." He murmured absently, eyes still following the movements of his fingers as they moved up to the blonde's shoulder and then followed the curve of his collarbone, moving down his arm,

"You love Sasuke. But not in the way you think. When he started to pursue you I think you were so overwhelmed by the idea of being with someone intimately that you just decided that must be what you felt and fell into the relationship." He finally turned his gaze back to the Uzumaki's as his hand rested back on his hip, Naruto's brows furrowed and his eyes clouded but when he sensed the Hatake's gaze he focused, offering a small but twisted smile.

"I guess you're right." He said and there was a tone of sadness to his words, of regret and self-depreciation, sighing and murmuring with his eyes narrowing, "When I found him with someone else I wasn't even that hurt –not really. I was just disappointed, there was a voice in my head that just went 'ah, yes', and that was fine by me." He turned back to Kakashi, "I think I was more angry than anything, that he was doing it behind my back and didn't think it was wrong, and the hurt came from realizing that what we had-" His lips thinned and eyes fell to the man's chest, unseeing and glazing with tears.

"Wasn't what you've always longed for?" The Hatake easily finished for him.

Naruto sent him a half-hearted glare, "Am I that easy to read?"

The man chuckled, pulling him closer to kiss his forehead, "I just understand the way you think."

"What happened to being unpredictable?" The Uzumaki muttered petulantly as he shuffled down the bed to tuck his head into the older male's chest, one arm thrown around his waist while the other rested between them.

Kakashi's arms came around him and his smile was evident in his voice, "You're unpredictable because you know your heart so well and you don't hesitate to follow it. Don't get me wrong, sometimes you completely dumbfound me, but most of the time I can predict your reactions –to a small degree." He chuckled lowly, "Took me a while."

Naruto's lips twitched and happiness fluttered in his stomach, "Been watching me for a while, hm sensei?" He asked in feigned reprimand, closing his eyes and the smell of sex and sweat and Kakashi was prevalent in his mind.

The arms tightened around him, "Yes."

He allowed his smile to follow him into sleep.