Disclaimer: Don't own.
AN: NC-17.
Iruka woke up snuggled into a pale chest, an arm around his waist. He lifted his head and smiled at the peaceful, sleeping face. Silver bands carelessly fell over the pale forehead, effectively covering the left eye. He gingerly stroked the scarred cheek, admiring the peaceful face. Kakashi sighed in his sleep and leaned into the gentle caress, he cracked an eye open and gave his husband a sleepy smile, his eyes sliding shut as fingers threaded into his hair, pulling back his bangs. Lips met his in a sweet kiss. He grinned and leaned into the kiss, deepening it. He rolled them over, and straddled Iruka's hips, feeling lips against his curve into a smile, the covers pooling around his waist. He dragged his hands over the tan chest, letting them rest on the firm pectorals. They breathlessly broke the kiss, and he leaned back, slowly rocking his hips, feeling his husband's member hardening under him. He moaned low in his throat and felt hands plant on his hips. They were too caught up in the moment to register the soft knock at their door. Too late Kakashi heard a voice say "Housekeeping" and their opened. He quickly buried his face into Iruka's neck, cursing softly, and effectively hid his face.
Iruka's heart skipped a beat, "W-we're in here –" he managed to say a bit too late. The maid came into sight, gasped, got an eyeful, blushed and stammered a "I'm so sorry!" and fled. Iruka's cheeks and ears began to burn and heard the door shut close.
Kakashi groaned and lifted his head, a brilliant blush on his cheeks. They stared at each other before bursting into laughter. Kakashi leaned down and kissed the laughing mouth, pushing his tongue into the younger man's mouth. Iruka moaned and pulled him closer, his hands smoothing over his back.
Kakashi sighed and continued rocking, rolling his hips against Iruka's hard member, while his own bobbed with the movement. Iruka took hold of Kakashi's hips and rolled them over, he was about to switch positions when Kakashi rolled them over again, grinning as he pinned him against the bed with a searing kiss. Kakashi reached over to the nightstand and retrieved the bottle of lube, placing it next to him as he began to kiss and suck on Iruka's neck. He leaned back and leered at his husband, "I've wanted to try something," he continued grinning.
Iruka blushed and swallowed, "W-what?"
Kakashi's grin grew, "I think you know," he purred and tweaked a dark nipple. Iruka moaned and rocked his hips. Kakashi took the lube, slicked his fingers and reached behind him, probing at his own entrance.
Iruka blushed hotter and groaned at the sight. He heard Kakashi choke on a whimper. Tan hands moved to pale hips, following the inner joint of leg and hip.
Kakashi shivered with a moan, and pushed another finger inside of himself. His breath hitched and his body flushed when his husband cupped his sac, gently massaging it. He slowly began pumping his fingers, the gentle hand making him pant for air. He withdrew his fingers and slicked Iruka's erection.
Iruka moaned at the contact. He watched as Kakashi positioned himself above his organ, and slowly lowered himself. Iruka moved his hand to the pale hips, moving them further up to the scared torso.
Kakashi groaned as his hips met the tan pair. He leaned down, locking the younger man into a hot kiss. He felt himself relax, a shiver running down his spine, he slowly rolled his hips, moaning low in his throat
as the rigid length stroked his prostate. The hands on his flanks moved back down to his rolling hips. He began to move up, letting gravity pull him back down, and began a steady pace. Panting for air as his body flushed, "Iruka," he breathed.
Iruka raised his knees for leverage, allowing his hips to thrust upward, meeting Kakashi's movements, "Oh, 'Kashi," he moaned, and pulled his husband down for a hot kiss, their hips moving against each other. They broke the kiss when the need for oxygen became too strong, their hot breath mingling together.
Kakashi leaned back and braced himself on the tan knees behind him, and began to lose himself, "Oh, Iruka," he moaned, pushing down harder and faster, shifting his angle and crying in pleasure as his prostate met the rhythm, "Iruka – ah! Ruru."
Iruka groaned, his grip of the pale hips tightening. He looked at his husband's flushed body moving against him, his ignored, sobbing member bobbing with every movement, the sight alone aroused him even more, making a pulse course through him, "Kakashi," he took the bobbing member into his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze and began stroking it, brushing his thumb along the tip.
Kakashi breath hitched at the contact and began to rock his hips against the hand. A surge of pleasure crashed through him and his orgasm took him by surprise, making him cry out his husband's name and spill his hot seeds onto the tan stomach. He gasped as his body continued twitching, his hips rolling harder against the tan hips that faltered in their rhythm.
Iruka came with him, the resulting contraction pushing him off the edge. He moaned and pulled Kakashi down towards him, their lips crashing together in a passionate kiss as their hips rolled to a stop. He felt Kakashi pant against his neck and whisper his name before turning boneless in his embrace. He slowly pulled out and rolled them onto their sides, smiling when he found his husband sleeping. He kissed the pale forehead and the end of the vertical scar, and pulled his sleeping husband closer.
Kakashi woke up snuggled into the soft bed and covers. He blearily looked around, slightly confused. He looked over to the nightstand and the clock showed him that it was nearly noon. He rubbed his eye and heard a chuckle come from the balcony.
"You're awake," Iruka said and climbed onto the bed, sitting on one of his legs, making his robe open to reveal a tan thigh.
Kakashi smiled and sat up, "Are you hungry?"
Iruka smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I was waiting for you to wake up so we can decide to eat for lunch."
Kakashi tilted his head as he thought, "Well…do you want to go out or stay in?"
Iruka quirked an eyebrow, "Stay in?"
Kakashi nodded, "Room service," he sing songed, making Iruka laugh.
"Hmm," Iruka considered and crawled closer, and nuzzled Kakashi's cheek, "I kind of want to stay in."
Kakashi chuckled and cupped the younger man's jaw as he nuzzled back, "Sounds good to me."
After their shower, that took longer than it should have, they ordered their room service, beef donburi and mochi ice cream. They ate out on the balcony, enjoying the scenery. Iruka leaned back against Kakashi, as they sat on the chaise. They sat in comfortable silence, watching the relaxing ocean. Kakashi leaned his head against the brunette's, their cheeks brushing against each other.
"Would you like to go down to the pier again? We didn't really give it a thorough look."
Iruka nodded, "Alright, but not right now," he shifted closer to the strong body behind him, resting his head on a shoulder, "Let's stay like for a while longer."
Kakashi smiled and kissed a temple, "Of course, love."
Time passed, Kakashi began to wonder how long they have been outside. He looked at the man in his arms, smiling when he found him sleeping, "Ruru," he said softly, trying to stir the younger man.
Iruka fluttered his eyes open and looked up, and smiled, "Sorry, was I asleep a long?"
Kakashi chuckled, "I have no idea."
Iruka looked back at the ocean, "Do you want to go down to the pier before it gets dark?"
"Sure."
They got dressed and left the Inn as the sky above was turning dark. As they walked to the pier Kakashi wrapped an arm around Iruka's waist, his hand resting on a hip. They got curious looks before those looks turned soft and were accompanied by smiles.
"At what time does the pier close?"
"They stay open pretty late, and it pretty much depends on the size of the crowd. Sometimes, like during the summer, they stay open 'til midnight. Or sometimes during the winter they close a few hours after it gets dark."
Iruka nodded and remembered what Kakashi had told him earlier, "Kakashi?"
"Hm?"
"You…," he hesitated, thinking about his words, "You said you were assigned here…after leaving ANBU."
Kakashi nodded and waited for the younger man to continue.
"You said that…it didn't really work?" he looked up and noticed the older was intently not looking at him, "Sorry, never mind."
Kakashi looked at the younger man in surprise, "What?"
Iruka shook his head, "I didn't mean to pry like that."
Kakashi smiled under his mask, "It's ok Iruka, it's just…" he stopped walking, making the younger man look at him, "It wasn't a good time, Iruka. My time here wasn't a good one. But I knew you would like it here, that you've never seen the ocean before, and I wanted you to experience that, because when I was here…" he ran a nervous hand through his hair, "There were nights I couldn't sleep. During those nights I would just stare at the ocean. It was relaxing, in a way," he looked at said ocean before looking back to his husband, "And seeing how your face lit up when you saw it, it was completely worth it."
Iruka smiled and wrapped his arms around Kakashi's neck in a warm embrace, "Thank you, 'Kashi."
Kakashi smiled and wrapped his arms around his husband's waist, and lifted him, earning him a surprised yelp, he chuckled and set him back down, "We should go before they close."
They made their way to the pier and walked into random shops. Iruka walked down an aisle thinking if he should get souvenirs for their best men and Tsunade. He felt something soft nudge his cheek, he turned his head and was greeted with beady eyes and cool gray. He blushed when he realized what it was. Iruka looked from the dolphin to his smiling husband, back to the dolphin.
Kakashi chuckled, "Don't worry, I already have my dolphin," he put down the stuffed dolphin and gave Iruka a chaste masked kiss.
Iruka blushed and playfully nipped the masked bottom lip, they heard someone clear their throat and Kakashi turned to find the shopkeeper smiling at them.
"Is there anything I can help you with?" the kind old man asked the couple.
Kakashi chuckled at the brilliant blush on Iruka's cheeks, "We're just looking around."
The shopkeeper nodded, "Newlyweds?"
Kakashi smiled under his mask and they nodded.
The old man softly chuckled, "Ah, I know newlyweds when I see them," he tapped one of his temple, "It's a sixth sense," he looked around and found what he was looking, "Ah, I have something for you two."
Kakashi quirked an eyebrow and followed the old man with his eye, and Iruka did the same. The old man came back with a box.
"Here, it's nothing much, but they are very popular among customers," he handed the box to the couple, a warm smile on his face.
Iruka took the box from the shopkeeper. It was a box of forty pieces of assorted chocolate. He smiled, "Chocolate! Thank you very much!"
The old man chuckled softly, "I'm glad you like it."
They left the shop with many thanks and the old man waved after them, and began to close his shop. They walked back to their Inn as the Pier began to close, people coming out of shop from last minute shopping. As they walked down the sidewalk adjacent to the beach, Iruka stopped in his tracks.
Kakashi looked back at his husband and quirked a questioning eyebrow. He smiled when Iruka gestured towards the beach. They removed their sandals and walked on to the sand barefooted. Iruka wiggled his toes into the soft sand as a hand took hold of his. They slowly walked along the shore, the moist sand sticking onto the soles of their feet.
"It's beautiful," Iruka said softly, looking at the ocean that reflected the moonlight.
Kakashi smiled, put down their sealed box of chocolates and walked closer to the shore, letting the salty water rim around his feet. He stopped when he had to lightly tug on Iruka's hand, gesturing him to follow. Iruka gave him an unsure look before taking a few steps forward, and hastily taking them back when the water came back to the shore. He gave a horrified expression to what he just did.
"Did you just –"
"No! I don't know what you're talking about," Iruka blushed from embarrassment, and moved his gaze back to the retrieving water.
Kakashi chuckled, "You're too cute sometimes, Ruru," he pulled Iruka towards him, the younger man a bit reluctant but walked toward him either way. The water came back to the shore and rimmed around their feet, making the younger man shiver.
"It's cold," Iruka pointed out, looking down at the retrieving water.
"It's warmer during the day," Kakashi wrapped an arm around his husband's waist and maneuvered them closer to the mass of water, taking a few steps before stopping.
Iruka, for some reason, possibly on instinct, duck his head into the crook of Kakashi's neck, feeling his cheeks burn at his own reactions. The water rimmed around their ankles, soaking the end of their pants. He felt Kakashi move away and looked up to see him slip off his mask, grin and move further into the mass of water. Iruka gave him an unsure look when the water came back to the shore, and rimmed just under Kakashi's hips, making his pants drag a bit, revealing a sliver of pale skin. Iruka slowly walked to him, freezing when the water came back to him, shivering as it rimmed around his knees and added weight to his pants. An arm wrapped itself around his waist again as soon as he got in reach, and the water came back to them. Iruka tensed as the water moved around him, soaking his pants and nearly dragging them down, he nearly lost his balance as the water retreated, but the strong arm around his waist kept him in place. Soft lips kissed his forehead, making him look up and those same lips seal over
his. He wrapped his arms around the older man's neck, making their bodies flush, and making his pants drag low on his hips, revealing his hipbones. Kakashi traced the exposed waist with his fingers as the water moved around them again; this time nearly it took Kakashi's balance with it as it retreated. They broke the kiss as Kakashi stumbled, trying to regain his balance and fell into the water, taking Iruka with him. They broke the surface with a surprised gasp, hair clinging onto their faces. Kakashi heard a snort that was followed by a burst of laughter. Kakashi stood, laughing and helped his husband to his feet. Iruka took out his hairtie and combed his fingers into it, pulling back the strands of hair that stuck onto his face. Unlike his husband, Kakashi shook off the excess water off of his head, a chuckle catching in his ear. He looked at Iruka, his mouth going dry when his eyes roamed over younger man's body, the soaked clothes that clung on to him, the jeans that dragged around his hips as they were weighed down by the weight. He growled and closed the distance between them, pulling Iruka close to him by the small of his back. The water hit them again, but this time it didn't take them down.
Kakashi moved his mouth to the tan neck and lifted Iruka, the younger man's legs wrapping around his waist. He took them out of the water, his mouth kissing and sucking, and he was eternally grateful that the there was no one at the beach. He took them where their box of chocolates laid undisturbed. They dropped to the soft sand, pillowing the fall with his arm around his husband's shoulders, settling between the open legs. He felt fingers thread into his wet hair as he moved back to lock them into a kiss, his free hand moving and snaking into Iruka's wet shirt, and began to tweak the already hard nubs.
Iruka moaned into the kiss, pulling away, their lips barely touching, "Kakashi -," he choked on a whimper when the cool hands pinched his nipple, and lips found purchase on his neck again, this time nibbling and occasionally biting below his earlobe. His hips began to rock on their own accord, moaning when Kakashi rocked back, and pressed harder against him. He snaked his own hands into Kakashi's shirt, following the curve of the older man's spine, feeling the muscles tense to rock his hips. Their rocking became more desperate, their erections grinding against each other through fabric, their soaked shirts drying and crusting with sand.
Kakashi fixed his eyes on the flushed tan face under him, half lidded eyes looking at him with so much love it sent a shiver down his spine. He locked his husband in another passionate kiss, not being able to get enough of the younger man's taste. He felt the younger man arch into him and his hands holding him tighter. Iruka broke the kiss as he threw is head back, a low moan escaping his lips as he came, jerking his hips and creating a mess in his pants.
"Kakashi," he said softly, basking in the afterglow, and he looked up at his husband with hazy eyes. He cupped the older man's jaw, moving his hands back to hold him by the back of his neck. He moved against him, grinding his hips harder against the older man's desperate hips.
"Ruru," he groaned, his hips jerking as he came in his pants. He rested his forehead on Iruka's as they panted for air. A thumb stroked his jaw, and he opened his eyes to the chocolate pair. Iruka kissed his cheek and hummed in content.
"We're going to catch a cold if we stay out here," Iruka said softly, not really wanting to move from where they were.
Kakashi smiled and reached for the box of chocolate that were gratefully wrapped in plastic. He gathered Iruka up into a sitting position and made the seals for the teleportation jutsu.
Iruka smiled as they reappeared on their balcony, "You know," he said slowly, tugging on his shirt, "You got me really dirty…"
Kakashi grinned, "I'll be more than happy to clean you up."
Iruka grinned back, "And I'll be more than happy to return the favor."
They soaked in the large bathtub after making sure of getting all the sand off of each other, thoroughly.
Iruka leaned back against the warm body behind him and looked out the window, and up to the stars.
"Don't these windows make you feel a bit selfconcious?" Kakashi eyed the window that was adjacent to the tub.
Iruka chuckled, "Well, good thing we have a corner room, right?"
"I guess," Kakashi continued eying the window.
Iruka reclined his head back, continuing his gaze out the window before turning his head and nuzzling the crook of Kakashi's neck, "I don't think I've ever felt this relaxed," he chuckled, "its good not having to grade papers for a while."
Kakashi grinned, "I've also noticed that you're a lot more…energetic," he moved his hands along the crease of hip and leg to emphasize his point.
Iruka blushed and glared, "Are you saying that I'm usually not?"
Kakashi's expression softened, "No, I'm saying that a lot of the time you get stressed over grading and work," he smiled and scratched the back of Iruka's neck, "I like seeing you like this, stress free and relaxed," he smiled and shrugged, "Maybe it's just me, but you seem a bit more frisky out here…may be its the ocean."
Iruka blushed hotter and spluttered, "W-what?"
Kakashi chuckled and gave Iruka a soft kiss, and rested his forehead against the tan one, "My love," he said softly.
Iruka warmly smiled at him, "My love," he echoed.