A/N: Hello everybody! Sorry for the long wait, but I had a big snafu regarding my computer crashing and ensuing massive rewrites. But, one computer later, I'm back in business!
WARNING: Mature, but non-explicit descriptions of sexual activities
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Day 10
After ten days on the road, there was a routine starting to form.
With a little over half of their journey complete, Kakashi's body was finally learning to rise with the sun. It was either that, or get rudely awakened by Ninja Man. Iruka still had no hope, so he gently shook the man awake every morning so that he too could avoid his angry double's wrath.
Ninja Man pointedly never mentioned their talk from a little over a week ago. He had noticed that it seemed the man had a new sort of respect for him, but he thankfully never brought up that little incident.
The other white haired man never spoke about it, but instead seemed intent on bringing small gifts of appeasement. It was almost as if Ninja Man was now trying to win their favor with sugar. He'd brought back the usual instant ramen and chips, occasionally throwing in some chocolate or cookies. He once brought alcohol, thinking it was soda, which was a very welcome surprise. The day that Ninja Man discovered pudding, however, was an interesting occasion.
For the first couple days of their trek, they had been sending Iruka into stores to make all of their purchases. Kakashi and Ninja Man both had white hair, which would make them instantly stick out. Iruka was the obvious choice when it came to blending into a crowd.
Iruka's face was definitely ordinary, but it wasn't that ordinary. As time went by, the three of them as a group had eventually deemed it was no longer safe to send the younger man in to get food from the convenience stores they passed along the way. There was too much of a chance now that he'd be recognized.
The new plan was to send Ninja Man in to get and supplies they needed. After all, he was the only one skilled enough to fend off possible assailants. What they didn't know, however, was Ninja Man had the magical super ability to transform into anyone he wanted.
"And you didn't tell us earlier you could do this, why?" Iruka said dryly, trying his best to hide the obvious happiness that he wouldn't be the one risking his life on a daily basis anymore.
Ninja Man, now wearing the disguise of a teenage boy eerily reminiscent of Namikaze-sensei, raised his hand to the back of his head and did that stupid laugh he always did when he was trying to avoid someone's wrath. Kakashi had noticed that even the man's voice had changed.
When the man had returned from his shopping trip carrying a bag of something that was definitely not instant ramen or chips, Kakashi's interest was piqued. He couldn't believe it, however, when Ninja Man pulled out a cup pudding with a look of pride. The dessert was still cold, with condensation gathering along the outside. Kakashi's mouth watered at the idea of the sweet taste.
"I saw this cup in the store, and I'm not sure what it is, but it had an image of a vegetable on it," Ninja Man said and… wait. What? Did… Did Ninja Man not know what he was holding? Did he not know the amazing goodness that was pudding? He continued, "That means that this is a healthy snack, right?"
Said vegetable image was not actually part of the pudding's original packaging. It appeared to be a sticker that was part of a marketing campaign by the store to get people to choose healthier options. It was an attempt to steer people away from the fattening, creamy custard dessert. Kakashi felt like shaking his head at the sheer stupidity of the man in front of him.
"Yes, totally contains vegetables," Iruka said in a bout of dry sarcasm with a look of incredulity on his face, "Why don't you try it."
Either sarcasm wasn't a thing where Ninja Man came from, or he was simply very gullible, because he immediately made a sound of profound understanding and opened the foil lid covering the cup. He grabbed one of the small, plastic spoons out of the bag.
Kakashi could swear he could feel excessive amounts of drool forming at the way the spoon pierced the surface of the creamy dessert.
The spoon lifted a mouthful of custard-y goodness up to the man's mouth and it seemed to somehow… slid under his medical mask without ever revealing his face. He was pretty sure that Ninja Man wasn't even sick at this point. Perhaps he was hiding an embarrassing birthmark or something.
Ninja Man had purchased three cups of pudding. The shapes of the cups were clearly visible through the small plastic bag he held, now that he knew what he was looking at. Kakashi had assumed that the existence of three cups meant that there would be one for each of them. It would sure be a pleasant surprise on a hot summer day to have a nice, cold cup of pudding. That assumption was soon proven to be false. He could see the man contemplate the flavor of the dessert before seeing his visible eye noticeably widen.
Staring off into space with a single wide eye, Ninja Man placed the plastic spoon in the mostly full cup he was holding. Then, with his now free hand, he slowly deposited both of the unopened pudding cups into the small pack he always wore at his hip. Kakashi looked at Iruka, whose eyebrows hunched at the unfortunate idea of no longer getting pudding. Both of them then focused on his double in silence as he resumed eating. He soon scraped out the last of the dessert from the cup and let out a sigh.
"Well, that was a nice break," Ninja Man said, ignoring their expressions of disbelief. He somehow conveyed a gleeful smile through his eye as he began walking along the path once more, "Off we go!"
Kakashi and Iruka groaned in unison as they followed behind him, ever cognizant of the hot sun beating down on them.
Kakashi, Iruka, and Ninja Man stopped their hike as lunchtime rolled around.
They were deep in the woods at this point, which was an unfortunate necessity that came with running from the law. Being close to civilization typically tended to make the whole not being arrested thing difficult. They still needed food, however, along with other supplies that were necessary for survival. Kakashi smiled to himself when Ninja Man had volunteered to go find the nearest convenience store. He had seen how fast the man could run through the trees, but they were still in a pretty remote area. He guessed that they would have roughly an hour before his return.
That meant that Kakashi had roughly an hour to make Iruka fall apart in his arms.
Without books, movies, or music, he and Iruka had to find other ways of entertaining themselves. They'd soon begun to use every moment alone that they had to explore each other emotionally and physically. Kakashi definitely wasn't complaining at the arrangement, and he wondered what had really stopped him from starting something all this time.
The younger man had been the first to make a move. He nearly pounced on Kakashi once Ninja Man was out of sight, taking over his mouth. He let out a small yelp at the speed of the other man and felt a tongue clumsily asking for entrance. He opened his mouth, moaning into the sudden kiss.
It had been obvious at this point that Iruka had never had sexual relations with a man before. Perhaps he'd never even had sexual relations before at all. Kakashi didn't mind, though. He was more than happy to take things slow.
They'd kissed every single day since that night. It had been a pleasant surprise, learning the extent of the other teacher's lust for him, and Kakashi couldn't help himself but want more. Of course, he would only take what was given to him. Whatever Iruka was willing to try, he would help guide him through.
Communication was paramount. Enthusiastic consent was important, especially when they were outside, in a fucking forest. He wanted Iruka to be comfortable, no matter the location. And so he kissed the other man's neck for just another minute, sucked in by the way Iruka lifted his chin to give him more access.
They had soon settled on the ground so that Iruka's back was up against a tree and Kakashi was kneeling on his lap. But as nice as kissing was, they only had a limited amount of alone time. He wanted to try something.
After a minute, Kakashi mustered up the most seductive voice he could manage and whispered into Iruka's ear, "May I give you a blowjob?"
It was the first time he'd suggested something like this, something further than kissing or touching with hands. Kakashi acknowledged that it wasn't the sexiest thing he could've said, but that didn't seem to matter. He heard what could only be described as a squeak coming from beneath him. Iruka was beyond words at this point, but he franticly nodded his head up and down after a second at the suggestion. But that wasn't good enough.
"I need a verbal 'yes' or 'no' before I continue, 'Ruka," he said softly, licking the shell of the man's ear. Whether the man moaned at the use of his tongue or the way 'Ruka' slipped out of his mouth, he didn't know. All he knew was that Iruka was underneath him and definitely willing.
"Yes, god, do whatever the fuck you want," the younger man finally said. Kakashi smiled onto the man's skin, snaking his kisses back down to his neck, to that spot that never failed to make him moan. There were so, so many things he wanted to do to this man. But he would settle for just this for now.
He felt hands firmly grip his shoulders as he began to move down to the man's pants. The gasp out of Iruka's mouth at him leaving his neck soon turned into a groan as he placed soft kisses down the man's shirt. Kakashi smiled as he could feel the trembling muscles underneath the thin cotton before making his way to the zipper.
Suddenly, Kakashi felt the sharp heel of a shoe kick the middle of his back. He was startled for a second before looking up to see Iruka, flustered bright red, with a scowl marring his face. Practically squirming, he whined, "Hurry the fuck up already. We don't have all day."
Kakashi chuckled it off, recomposing himself. He felt a slight phantom stab of pain on his back and he thought to himself that the younger man probably didn't know his own strength. If this were any other partner, he would've stopped on the spot at the incredibly rude action. But this was Iruka, so did as he was told.
Moving his mouth up to Iruka's face, he kissed him thoroughly. He slowly moved his hands to the man's zipper. Kakashi gripped the tab and pulled agonizingly slowly.
The younger man tilted his head back just a touch and gripped onto his shoulders even tighter. Kakashi wanted to make the man in his arms fall apart from the sensation. He wanted to be able to mold him like wet clay, soft and malleable.
Kakashi pulled away to look at Iruka's face. He looked thoroughly debauched, even though they had yet to really start. His face was bright red and his mouth was wide open, slightly swollen from their extended kiss. Kakashi could see the beginnings of drool forming on the tip of his tongue. He smirked at Iruka and, with arms holding his legs open, he lowered himself, ready to rock this man's world.
He teased. He waited a moment, then another. Kakashi waited with a smirk until Iruka let out the most delicious, needy whine he'd ever heard in his life.
Hands gripped his head with fingers entwined in his hair, softly at first, but then tighter as they began to move together as one.
Kakashi could feel the zipper scratch his chin but payed it no mind. He went slowly at first, allowing Iruka to acclimate to the new, unfamiliar sensation. Because with how the man was reacting to his ministrations, he was pretty sure this was a new experience for him. He'd have to ask him afterward.
When he felt the grip on his head tighten, Kakashi sped up. Judging by the moans he was letting out, Iruka was no doubt close. So he continued, pulling out every trick he knew, until the man was yelling with his back arched.
It didn't matter how loud he cried out in ecstasy, Kakashi thought to himself. They were deep in the forest. Nobody was around to hear but the cicadas. And so his new goal was to make Iruka scream.
Kakashi knew the man was right on the edge. He was planning on finishing it off with a bang, on doing some unique things with his tongue he'd learned over the years, when the hands in his hair adjusted into a proper death grip, holding him in place.
Well. That was alright, too, he supposed. In a quick change of plans, Kakashi decided to improvise instead.
Iruka nearly howled as he finished. Kakashi let him figure out what he wanted to do, content to continue tasting the man for the moment.
After a minute, the younger man seemed to realize he was still being held down there and drew back his hands as if they'd been burned. Kakashi chuckled to himself as he sat up, listening to the man profusely apologize for his forceful behavior. It was sort of cute, he thought, that the man could be so assertive when aroused, but so shy and bashful after the fact.
Kakashi told him he was fine, that he only cared that Iruka enjoyed the experience. It was true, after all. He wanted to make sure the younger man was relaxed and happy, even if that meant putting Iruka's pleasure before his own. They both panted breathlessly as Kakashi continued to kneel on his lap.
"Do you want me to…" Iruka suddenly said with a small gasp, clearly still dazed from their encounter. Kakashi noticed he was looking pointedly at his own crotch, where his pants were noticeably tighter than they should have been. He smiled at his offer, but he didn't want to overwhelm the poor man. It wouldn't do to push him into doing an act he would be uncomfortable with.
"Nah, it's alright," Kakashi said. He attempted to make Iruka somewhat presentable before slowly moving to his side to lean up against the tree, trying avoid any unnecessary friction on his arousal. When he felt their shoulders touch, he added in a softer voice, "That was more than enough for now. Another time, I promise."
Iruka seemed satisfied with his answer and continued to ride out his high. Kakashi suddenly felt something hard nestle up against his shoulder. He felt a pleasant warmth in his belly when he turned to see the younger man using him as a pillow. He smiled and leaned his head against Iruka's before closing his eyes. Arms snaked around his as Iruka moved closer, pushing his head into his neck. Kakashi was not surprised to find out that the younger man was the cuddling type. He was more than content to sit like that for as long as possible.
Kakashi then felt the vibration of a mouth mumbling something into his neck. He looked down at the younger man, whose face was completely hidden from view.
"You're going to have to speak up a bit," he said with a hint of humor in his voice. Iruka's face then popped up from its place on his shoulder.
The younger man squinted at him with his lips pursed. They stared at each other like that for a second before Kakashi raised his eyebrows, signalling him to continue. Iruka seemed to take a second to get all of his thoughts in order before finally saying, "I really wanted some fucking pudding."
Kakashi couldn't help but chuckle at the unexpected response. Iruka was clearly not pleased with his response by the way he pushed his face back into the spot where his neck and shoulder met. That spot had started to get cold in his absence.
"Me, too," he softly said after a minute. Iruka mumbled something into his neck, but didn't make a further effort to make himself understood.
When Ninja Man finally returned around twenty minutes later, he didn't mention how Iruka's face was slightly redder than usual, or how they both seemed to be slightly out of breath. Kakashi was able to talk himself into believing that meant his double was completely clueless about what they'd been up to when he'd been gone.
Yeah. Clueless.
That night had been nothing special. Just like their mornings, it had become somewhat of a routine. They would find a suitable place to set up camp, Iruka and Ninja Man would argue about the merits of actually sleeping every night, said Ninja Man would go jump up into a tree, and then he and Iruka would settle down.
It was like clockwork, every night.
Watching as Ninja Man jumped up into the trees, Kakashi placed his sleeping bag in the spot on the ground behind Iruka. They'd kept the zippers on one side open so that they could lay together underneath the cover. He always welcomed the younger man's warmth. They lay still like that, bodies touching each other through their clothing, until they were sure Ninja Man had settled into his watch post for the night.
Then, using the noise of the cicadas as a cover, they did what they'd been doing every night for the past six days and silently kissed for half an hour before going to sleep.
A/N: Quick note - the pudding mentioned in the first part of this chapter is specifically Japanese pudding. It is very similar to what is known as flan in the US. And yes, it is the dessert of the gods.
