Iruka yawned and stretched. God, he hated these late nights.
He found himself glancing at the window and shook his head. Stop it, Iruka. Just because he's done it before doesn't automatically mean he'll do it every time…
Ever since Kakashi had gotten out of the hospital, they'd become so much closer. Sometimes the idea scared Iruka. But he couldn't deny to himself how he felt about the masked, silver-haired jounin. I'm in love. Me. With another man.
They hadn't done anything. Iruka was still having issues.
I'm such a…prude. Iruka sighed and rubbed his face. I want it, Kakashi wants it, why can't I just….do it?
"Iruka, you're working too hard again."
Kakashi! Iruka dropped his pen and turned, giving Kakashi a brilliant smile.
"Kakashi!"
…
Iruka turned and gave Kakashi that smile and it was all Kakashi could do not to fall out the window.
Damn! Grinning, Kakashi slid into the room and dropped the bag he'd brought. "I bring food. You never eat."
"I'm starving." Iruka admitted. Kakashi sighed in rebuke.
"Hey." Kakashi said suddenly. "You should take a break. Want to have a picnic?"
"I…" Iruka hesitated.
Kakashi gave him his best puppy-dog look. "Please?"
"Ok. As long as it's short. And you promise not to knock me out again." Iruka huffed. "That was such a dirty trick!"
Kakashi laughed. "You needed it. Come on, let's go to the roof."
Iruka laughed and followed him.
Kakashi spread the blanket out he'd brought, and they sat down. Kakashi pulled his mask down and they ate, comfortable silence falling around them peacefully.
When they were done, Kakashi stretched out on his side and smiled contentedly at Iruka. "Feel better?"
"Mm." Iruka hesitated, and then suddenly stretched out beside Kakashi, snuggling almost shyly against him. "Yes. Thank you, Kakashi."
Mmmm…Kakashi bent down and breathed in the scent of Iruka, shifting a little closer to him. He couldn't help it. Iruka shivered but didn't pull away as Kakashi's lips brushed his neck.
"Iruka." Kakashi breathed. Iruka tipped his head back and Kakashi captured his lips, gently, soothingly. He wouldn't push Iruka past where Iruka felt comfortable, but he felt like he was going to die if he didn't at least get a taste.
Iruka's lips were warm and responsive on his. Kakashi looped his arm around Iruka's body, pulling him carefully against his body. Iruka's lips parted and Kakashi took the invitation to slip his tongue inside Iruka's mouth, gliding it seductively against Iruka's.
Iruka made a soft, groaning noise and shifted, bringing them into full contact as Kakashi skillfully teasingly manipulated his tongue and lips.
Finally they broke apart, both of them gasping for air. Iruka buried his face in Kakashi's chest, shaking.
Kakashi gently rubbed Iruka's back, unable to speak for a full minute. They just lay there, holding each other, until their breath returned to normal.
Finally, Iruka sighed. "I…s…should get back." Iruka whispered.
"I know." Kakashi said. But he couldn't make his hands let go.
Iruka sighed again but didn't move.
When they finally broke apart, Iruka gave him a shy, blushing smile when Kakashi gently kissed him, much more chastely than the last, and left him to grade his papers.