A/N: Just like to say that the guys aren't drunk, just buzzed. There's a difference I'd like to clarify. And ninja, I'd expect, would be able to think clearly enough under a light influence. Alcohol didn't change their views, just lowered their barriers.
(Note: previous chapters have been Kakashi-centric. I'm trying something new by flipping it to the smexy teacher's point of view).
Sorry in advance that it's so short—I'm back doing work, again. =.=" *Sigh*.
Disclaimer: Don't own or make money from this. But damn it, if I did, what you're reading would be canon all the way.
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It wasn't rushed, like he thought it would be. There was no disappointment, thankfully, in something that seemed to have been in the works for months now. Their kiss wasn't the work of a greater force or anything, Iruka knew that, it was nothing inevitable; things easily could've changed course and the planet would've kept spinning regardless. But Iruka felt that the world should have done something when it happened; paused, stopped, hell—even jumped around and dance for joy.
Nothing happened though; patrons continued eating, listening to music and talking amiably. It wasn't as if Kakashi and Iruka were the only two people using their mouths for something other than eating and talking. But it didn't really matter either way; the indifference in reaction from the outside world did nothing to burst their little bubble of warmth cocooning them in their secluded table.
He tasted cloth briefly, when he first gathered the courage to initiate the contact, part of it boosted from alcohol and the smoky air, and he felt thin lips response to his gentle pressure, but he tasted honey and soy when Kakashi pulled down his mask to allow their lips proper contact. Iruka was glad that he didn't need to kiss a mask, and tilted his head to deepen the kiss.
Kakashi responded in kind, and with a type of muted enthusiasm did they explore each other, softly and gently. Enough time in each other's company let Iruka know that the man smelt of sandalwood and parsley, yet when brought together in such close quarters, he could pick out the faint scent of jasmine soap. The jounin hummed from deep within his throat and sucked at Iruka's bottom lip, nipping at it teasingly.
The chuunin felt so warm, relaxed and content to a degree that he'd long forgot even existed. In a daze, time passed in a swirl of sounds and colours, impressions flying by without even a nod of acknowledgment from either man. They were having far too much fun kissing from across the table.
Neither could be sure when they started using their tongues, casually wetting one another's lips and tasting salt and coriander from their previous meals. Languidly they battled and teased one another for the upper hand, neither really caring either way. Iruka felt the way Kakashi's lips were raised at the corners, and felt himself smiling, too, indescribably happy.
A gloved hand brushed his cheek, the rough material scraping but oddly reassuring, and finally the jounin pulled back, his single visible eye bright in the dimness of the room, shining from a certain dazed glee. Iruka could feel how his cheeks were flushed, how his lips were slightly swollen, and how a few stray hairs broke free of their bindings. Except all he cared about was the bubbling warmth in his chest that swirled around and made him feel light and slightly giddy. Perhaps a bit of that was thanks to the alcohol.
What a dorky smile, Iruka barely had the chance to think fondly before being pulled willingly into another kiss, slightly fiercer than the first, though no more rushed. A quiet satisfied rumbling came from his chest, the teacher returning the affections with ease. He brushed away some stray hair from Kakashi's face, and let his hand rest there, let the warmth seep into the skin of the other.
A light pressure found its way on top of it, and he noted dimly, in the corner of his mind, that Kakashi was holding his hand there, as if to keep it in place. Something primal liked this thought, and Iruka pushed a little harder to gain dominance in the kiss—not that it seemed as though Kakashi minded at all, as he sunk a little more in his chair, lips still tweaked upwards in an unconventional, lopsided grin.
They were hidden from view from most of the other customers of the restaurant; their booth propped against a wall, shadowed nicely and had the added benefit of a decorative statue in their path of the front door. So it was without reservation that Kakashi leapt over their table swiftly, joining the chuunin on the other side, their hands now making their wandering way across their entwined bodies.
While self-restraint kept them from literally climbing into one another's laps, they were certainly more than close enough to feel the heat seeping through their clothes, to feel the rise and fall of their chests with every heavy breath they took, gasping between delicious kisses. Through lidded eyes, Kakashi looked particularly marvelous to the chuunin, panting and smiling and flushed with a tint of red on his alabaster skin.
As Kakashi ducked his head down, Iruka was faced with mass of silvery spikes of hair, a quiet gasp escaping him as the man started to suck on his neck, right above his pulse. Immediately, the chuunin threaded his hands in the mess of hair, feeling how strangely coarse and thin they were. It was difficult to hold back the moan at the feeling of moist lips on his neck, and the warm fingers dancing over his exposed skin with a feather touch.
Iruka remembered a trick he learned years back, and accordingly moved his hand smoothly up the jounin's back, smiling as he jabbed at a cluster of nerves near the shoulder, grinning when he felt a shudder rip through the man's spine.
"What was that," murmured Kakashi huskily against the teacher's lips, his hands getting slightly more frantic and his eye suddenly less drowsy and far too bright, "not that it matters," he paused to steal another long, hard kiss, "but I want you to do it again."
For a while, Iruka couldn't answer, his mouth occupied with far better things than talking, his fingers scrabbling on the rough material of the jounin vest, a long-fingered hand creeping its way up his shirt proving to be awfully distracting.
"It's a pleasure nerve center in your back," Iruka finally answered as he pressed his lips against Kakashi's neck, his fingers wandering as he looked for another spot. "Isn't it sad that ninja are taught the pain clusters, but never the pleasure clusters?"
"You could teach me any day, sensei," Kakashi leered at the smaller man, teeth flashing as he grinned with a feral kind of lust, muffling a groan when Iruka pressed the small of his back with a pinch of chakra, hitting a certain delicate spot.
Nipping at the jounin's ear, Iruka purred, "Let's get out of here, and I'll be happy to give you a private, hands-on session, free-of-charge."
He barely registered the when Kakashi threw some notes down on the table, effectively covering the price of the meal along with a rather reasonable tip for their waitress. All he felt was arms tightening around him as the jounin hastily threw together the hand signs and teleported them to a familiar apartment.
"You didn't even ask 'My place or yours?'" Iruka laughed as the smoke cleared, the noise turning into a moan with surprising swiftness as Kakashi grabbed the back of his head and crushed their lips together, multi-tasking as he deftly removed his own vest before working on taking off Iruka's forehead protector and hair-tie.
Smirking, he said, "I'm sure my house is more than fine for what I have in mind. You were saying something about a 'private, hands-on session'?"
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A/N: Totally skipped out on writing the lemon because I'm terrible like that. But I'd love it if someone continued this and wrote it as a belated birthday present for me. Give them a happy ending, catch my drift? *Hint*. So, anyway; thoughts on this?
Iruka: Well, I rather enjoyed it.
Kakashi: I enjoyed what you didn't write a fair bit more. ;-)
Me: Ending on an innuendo seems pretty good to me. Thanks for reading!
Side note: no, this isn't the final chapter—think of it as chapter 9.5. And yes, there'll be an epilogue, so the total chapter count will be 12. Got it all lined up on my computer. ^-^