A/N: This chapter is NC-17. I debated whether to dodge the sex since so far my portrayal of these two has been rather cute and sweet. But then I figured this is part of who they are too, the Kakashi and Iruka I have in my head, and skipping it would be to the detriment of the characterisation.

Plus there's plenty of us who like it when they get it on. *wicked grin*

Do not read this if man sex is going to break your brain. I don't want to be responsible for broken brains. The last little chunk after the break is safe. Otherwise you can skip to the epilogue.

Everyone else, dozo meshiagare, kudasai. ^_-

Love, Risu.

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Chapter Eleven: The Consequences of Squirming.

Kakashi's lips and tongue ravaged Iruka's. He was clearly taking no prisoners. The kisses ranged from teasingly light, to bruisingly hard. Iruka's lips were so sensitive from the attentions they were receiving that even the lightest of butterfly wing kisses made him tingle. Whilst returning the kisses, Iruka made many a helpless noise that seemed to spur the other man on.

Iruka wrapped his arms around Kakashi's back, and pulled himself harder against the other man's body. Iruka was hard, and crushed as he was beneath Kakashi, was well aware that Kakashi was too.

"Iruka…" Kakashi said hungrily. He pushed himself up a bit so he could look into Iruka's face. His eyes were filled with lust, and Iruka was convinced his face right then was the single sexiest thing he had ever seen. Kakashi's head lowered once again, and he ran his tongue over Iruka's lips. As Iruka let him in, Kakashi sighed, his breath filling Iruka's mouth.

Kakashi's hands moved up underneath Iruka's shirt, and he trailed his nails down Iruka's ribcage. Iruka sucked in a breath, his head tipping back as he squirmed.

"Oh god, Iruka…" Kakashi groaned. He pulled back a little, head bowed, taking a few breaths. Iruka tangled his hands impatiently into Kakashi's hair and pulled his mouth back down to his own. Kakashi's tongue once again slid inside Iruka's mouth, dancing with his tongue. Then he kissed a trail along Iruka's jawbone to his neck. Iruka twisted his head to give the other man better access, and Kakashi found a spot he clearly liked and began to suck hotly. Iruka's back arched and he ground his pelvis up against Kakashi's with a writhing motion.

"I told you before," Kakashi said tensely, his lips moving against Iruka's neck as he spoke, "squirming tests my resolve. If you keep doing that, there's only one way this is going to end."

Iruka's hands slid down to rest on Kakashi's ass. "It's not like I'm saving myself for marriage," he responded hoarsely. Kakashi raised his head and looked into Iruka's eyes. Iruka smiled slowly as he squeezed his hands, increasing the pressure between their bodies, and very deliberately, squirmed.

The next thing he knew, Kakashi was straddled over him and his shirt had been yanked over his head. His arms were out behind him, still trapped in the shirt as Kakashi slid himself back down along Iruka's body, their cocks rubbing against each other through their pants. Kakashi bent and began to nibble along the column of Iruka's neck. Iruka tried to pull his arms free, but the jounin clamped down hard on his wrists and held him there. Iruka whimpered.

"Whimpering won't save you now," Kakashi growled, and licked at the dip between Iruka's collarbones.

"I'm not whimpering," Iruka gasped.

"Sounded like whimpering," Kakashi responded, kissing back up to gently lick the smooth skin behind the angle of Iruka's jaw. He freed one hand and slid it down Iruka's chest to his nipple and teased it with his fingers.

"Ah, 'kashi," Iruka heard himself moaning.

Kakashi pushed himself up enough to pull Iruka's shirt completely off, freeing his hands. Immediately Iruka used them to pull Kakashi's shirt off. He then slid his hands over the smooth, warm expanse of Kakashi's back, and pulled the other man back down. He ran the pads of his fingers over various scars, and then he dug his nails in and scratched. Kakashi's back arched, pushing his pelvis hard against Iruka. Iruka wrapped one leg around the back of Kakashi's legs and rolled them so that he was now on top of Kakashi.

He looked down at the other man, his hair falling down around his face.

"Damn, you're sexy," Kakashi grinned up at him. Iruka smiled somewhat lopsidedly at him and then returned the attentions he had received, kissing Kakashi's lips, his jaw, his ear, his neck. Kakashi squirmed a little under Iruka's ministrations and Iruka chuckled. He moved down so he could take one of Kakashi's nipples into his mouth, playing with the other one with his fingers. He licked, and teased for what seemed a very short amount of time before Kakashi groaned, then flipped them both over again, and sat back, straddling Iruka. Iruka looked up into Kakashi's face; it was flushed, his lips swollen and his eyes filled with desire. Iruka lay on the floor, taking deep breaths, knowing that he had to look exactly the same.

With a growl, Kakashi stood. He grabbed Iruka by the wrist, pulled him to his feet and then dragged him into the bedroom. Iruka let himself be led without a moment's hesitation and when Kakashi pushed him onto the bed, he wrapped his arms around the other man and pulled him down with him. Kakashi landed on top of him, but took the bulk of his weight onto his forearms on either side of Iruka's head.

"I always thought, when you threw those heated glares at me, that you looked totally fuckable," Kakashi muttered, "but the way you look now… I had no idea what totally fuckable looks like."

Iruka moved his hands to Kakashi's waist and pushed his pants down as far as he could reach. "So do something about it."

"Oh, believe me, I intend to."

"Today," Iruka growled, raising his head to catch Kakashi's lips with his own. Kakashi groaned against his mouth, and then pushed himself up. He divested them both of their pants and then fell back, both of them completely naked. Kakashi smirked."Pushy, aren't we?"

"I thought you liked it when I'm pushy. Now stop talking and put that mouth to better use," Iruka replied hotly. Kakashi grinned and kissed Iruka again, then slowly he kissed across Iruka's chin, down his neck and along his collarbones. He then followed the planes of Iruka's chest and spent some time licking and sucking at Iruka's nipples.

Iruka tangled his hands back into Kakashi's hair and Kakashi looked up into his eyes. He obviously liked what he saw because he smiled, and then slowly, inexorably, he continued his downward journey. He hovered over Iruka's cock, his breath causing teasing tingles.

"Kakashi…" Iruka began pathetically and then Kakashi's mouth was on him. Iruka's eyes closed and his head tipped back as Kakashi licked a long line from base to tip. Iruka thrust upwards helplessly as Kakashi sank his mouth down, completely enclosing him. Iruka heard himself moan at the moist heat and firm pressure that engulfed him. Moving up and down, Kakashi's mouth created incredible sensations, and every time his tongue flicked over the sensitive point at the head, Iruka moaned and writhed.

Kakashi nudged Iruka's legs apart with his knees, and knelt between them, continuing his exquisite torture. Iruka reached over rather awkwardly to his bedside table and pulled a bottle of lube out of the drawer.

"I like a man who's prepared," Kakashi smirked, taking the bottle off Iruka, and tipping some into his hand.

"What did I tell you about the talking?" Iruka retorted.

"Sorry, sensei, don't give me detention," Kakashi replied.

"I'll give you something else if you don't get on with it," Iruka glared at Kakashi.

"Ahhh, there's the hot-eyed glare I've so come to love," Kakashi grinned, and gently caressed Iruka's entrance with a slick finger. Iruka lost his ability to speak again, as Kakashi slid his finger in gently and sank his mouth back over Iruka's cock.

Iruka gripped the bed sheets in his hands as Kakashi continued to lick and suck, and one finger became two, became three.

"Oh god, Kakashi, I don't know how much more I can take,"

"About six inches, I'd say."

Iruka glared at Kakashi and opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, Kakashi moved over the top of him, and crushed his mouth with his own. Kakashi pushed Iruka's leg up, and pressed his cock against Iruka's ring of muscle. Using one hand he tweaked roughly at Iruka's nipple. Iruka gasped and arched, and then Kakashi pushed and was fully inside him. Kakashi remained still for a moment, letting Iruka adjust to him, and then slowly he began to move. Iruka's head tipped back and his eyes glazed as he watched the unguarded face of his lover. Kakashi's eyes closed in pleasure as he fucked him.

"Oh god, Iruka, you feel so good,"

Iruka failed to reply, Kakashi's cock kept hitting just the right spot and the bursts of pleasure were robbing him of his ability to speak. His hand moved to his cock, and he started to pull at it in time with Kakashi's thrusts, his release imminent.

"You look so hot right now. I could come just watching you."

Iruka didn't reply. He locked his eyes with Kakashi's, while the pressure built inside his body. Suddenly the release washed over him, and involuntarily he closed his eyes and threw his head back, crying out. He heard Kakashi's moans through the fog enveloping his mind as the jounin continued to thrust into him, and then Kakashi cried out his name, and collapsed onto his chest, face planting into the pillow beside Iruka's head.

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Minutes passed and they just lay there, letting the endorphins sweep through them, their bodies boneless.

"I might… I might make you lunch… every day… after all," Iruka said between breaths.

"I love you… and want your puppies," Kakashi mumbled into the pillow.

Iruka wound his fingers into the silvery hair as the waves of pleasure ebbed and strength returned to his muscles, along with the breath to his lungs.

"That was… so... worth the wait…" Kakashi said, voice still muffled from being face planted in the pillow.

Iruka tightened his arms around him. "I..," he paused; feeling suddenly shy, then swallowed and tried again. "I'm sorry I took so long to realise… I'm an idiot."

"Yes," Kakashi said, pushing himself up back up onto his elbows and looking into Iruka's eyes with a contented, but possessive expression on his face, "But you're my idiot," he said and captured Iruka's mouth with his own.

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Epilogue to follow...