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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or the characters.

Last time: Iruka gets two more dates, bringing his total up to 9 and leaving Genma's at 0. (A. N.: Hmmm . . . . I'm wondering if maybe I should give Genma one or not? Ahhh . . . . we'll see.) Anyways, I left our boys in a sweet spot—the onsen all alone (but together, totally). Now here y'all go: over three thousand one hundred words of lemony goodness. Enjoy!

To: Anonymous reviewer, Hi—I'm sorry you despise Naruhina, but that is the way I am writing it and I do not take orders—I like suggestions and constructive criticism but this is my story not yours and I despise Sasuke. I would have preferred to address this in a PM and not waste space here, so please login to review next time (especially if you're going to make unreasonable demands and comments you know will incite controversy). Sorry, but you could always write your own if you feel that strongly about it and thanks! –Chickadee

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Kakashi surreptitiously wiggled his hips, loving the friction between his and Iruka's bodies. He'd already started to get hard the minute he'd walked in and now he was almost painfully so. Iruka grumbled, shifting in Kakashi's arms.

"Mmm. Hold still, Kashi."

Kakashi smiled, noting his new nickname. He liked it. He wiggled again, rubbing his cock up against Iruka's back, seeing if he could get a rise out of the man. Hmm, yeah . . . . a rise. He chuckled inwardly to himself, then clamped Iruka in a bear hug, burying his nose in his neck and taking a deep breath of the delectable shinobi's scent.

"Can I . . . . talk?"

Kakashi laughed out loud, sending rumbles of it down Iruka's spine. "Depends."

"Depends on what?" Iruka smiled, enjoying their little game.

"'Pends on what you want to say."

"What if I want to ask you a question?"

"Mmmm . . . . can't."

"Why not?"

"Not yet."

"Not yet?" Iruka turned slightly in Kakashi's grasp, looking at him from the corner of his eye.

Kakashi mumbled through a mouthful of Iruka's shoulder, "Later."

"Later I can ask questions?"

"Many as you want." Kakashi traveled further up Iruka, nibbling and sucking on his neck as he went.

Iruka sighed. "All right, so I can ask as many questions as I'd like later."

"Mmmhmm. Not now . . . . now you have to shhhh." Kakashi sucked an earlobe into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it.

Iruka struggled to keep his thoughts straight with Kakashi's wicked tongue working on his sensitive spots. He wanted to demand answers, he wanted to know what they were, where they were going—where this was—oh! Mmmmmm, that feels goo—no. Wait. I have to know if—ahhhhh! Forget it—Iruka figured that if Kakashi was still here, that he'd be here for a while and they could clear this up later. After all, he had promised Iruka could ask his questions and Iruka trusted Kakashi. He hoped he could trust him, anyways—he'd already given him his heart . . . . what was a little bit longer of a wait if he got to keep Kakashi? Plus, how could he concentrate when—unhhh . . . .

Kakashi bit down harder on Iruka's shoulder and mumbled through his mouthful, "Stop thinking 'bout it so much, Ruka. 'Cuz I know you are. You think too much—just be here with me now, 'kay?"

Iruka pondered that, then decided he could live with it for now, and he gave in to Kakashi, reaching up and sliding his arms over his head and around Kakashi's threading his fingers through the wild silver hair. "Mmhm."

"Good." Kakashi snuck his arms forward and rubbed them gently over Iruka's body, feeling toned muscles rippling beneath his touch. He settled himself more firmly against the wall of the seat and braced his legs against the bench, pulling Iruka back harder against him. His erection slid between their bodies, exciting him even further and then he was deliciously squished between them as Iruka arched back. One of Kakashi's hands held firmly to Iruka's waist, splaying across tight abs to stop him from sliding out of Kakashi's grasp; then he walked his other hand over to Iruka's half-hard erection and stroked him fully to life.

Iruka's eyes glazed over slightly, eyelids going half-mast as pleasure took over his body. Kakashi's skilled hands continued their erotic massage as Iruka moaned and groaned out his appreciation. As Kakashi slipped a finger over the slit at the tip of Iruka's cock, Iruka suddenly snapped out of his lust induced haze. His head shot up and he murmured, "Hear us . . . . they'll hear us."

As Iruka tried to struggle out of Kakashi's grasp, he tightened his hold and reassured the younger man, "No one will hear us . . . . The onsen owners are a friends of mine and since we were the last ones here, they agreed to lock up. We have until they open again in the morning."

"Oh." Realisation dawned on Iruka and he continued, "Oh! That's . . . . good then."

Kakashi chuckled, then turned Iruka around, settling the dark-haired man's knees on either side of his own lap. As their erections brushed, Iruka ground his hips down to increase the sensation. Kakashi groaned and slid his hands over Iruka's hips, guiding them down firmly again. Iruka's hands snuck up to Kakashi's shoulders and he held on tight as he rocked back and forth in Kakashi's lap, rubbing his erection against the older man's.

Panting, Kakashi clamped his hands down more firmly and managed to rasp out, "Stop . . . . unhhh . . . . s-sl-slow doooown, Ruuuka."

Kakashi pushed Iruka's hips back so that their bodies were a bit further apart, giving him a little respite from the burning, soaring sensations that were driving him to the edge so fast—too fast. "Rukaaa . . . . mmmmm . . . . wait."

The older shinobi forcefully stilled his partner by yanking him forward with an arm, crushing Iruka's erection between his chest and the other's abs. Then he circled his other arm around Iruka and began teasing his entrance with a single digit. Iruka arched into Kakashi, keening out an appreciative sound.

Kakashi hmm'd into his stomach and pushed his first finger through the tight ring of muscle. Kami, I'll never get tired of this man.

Iruka gasped as he felt Kakashi exploring him, taking his time this time. There was less desperation and more closeness in his touch—a kind of knowing affection as he looked up into Iruka's eyes. Then Kakashi let his head fall forward again, this time kissing the head of Iruka's weeping erection. Iruka grunted and Kakashi slicked his lips and began suckling up and down the thick shaft as his finger moved faster inside Iruka's tight heat.

As Iruka arched into his lover's ministrations, he pushed his erection further forwards, brushing back and forth against Kakashi's face and damp hair as his partner sucked Iruka's balls into his mouth, then pulled them down gently with his teeth, putting just enough pressure to make Iruka moan again. He let each go with a pop, then repeated the motion again as he pulled his finger out of Iruka's moist entrance and gently probed with two fingers. Iruka continued to buck forwards, frustrated with the leisurely pace. He voiced his exasperation by sighing impatiently and Kakashi chuckled as he finally took the tip of Iruka's cock into his mouth. Kakashi, still determined to draw things out, bobbed his head on just the tip of Iruka's dick, sucking hard each time he pulled back to increase the pressure on the head. This caused sparks of electric pleasure to rocket up into the pleasure centre of Iruka's brain and he gasped out several mangled versions of, "Oh, shit, Kakashi," before his eyes clenched shut and he bucked forward again.

Kakashi started to take Iruka a little deeper, making sure to drag his teeth across the inflamed flesh and continue his hard sucking motion every time he pulled back. He finally began to scissor his two fingers and he felt Iruka relaxing into his hold.

Iruka, still impatient, began to thrust back onto Kakashi's fingers in time to Kakashi's sucking, so that every time he impaled himself on his lover's fingers, he pulled out of his mouth to feel cool air assault his flaming hot flesh and then to feel Kakashi's hot slick mouth all around him again as he thrust forward and came almost all of the way off of his exploring digits. He fucked himself like this for a few minutes before Kakashi finally pulled both fingers out, only to wet them in the warm bath water and continue his ministration with three fingers. Iruka moaned wantonly and pushed into the intrusion, loving the tingle it sent around his puckered entrance. As Kakashi massaged his ass with one hand and continued to explore with the other, he purposefully brushed against Iruka's prostate several times, almost sending the poor, frustrated sensei over the edge, only to pull him back from it as he nipped on his erection hard. Iruka yelped the first time, and almost came before the second bite ripped him back from the edge.

Beyond frustrated now, Iruka growled at Kakashi as his head snapped up and he glared into the other's face. Kakashi let out a quick bark of laughter, letting Iruka's cock go, surprised and pleased at Iruka's reaction. Then Iruka leaned forward and put his forehead against his pale lover's. "Are you trying to piss me off?"

Kakashi barely hid his smile. "Always, Ruka. You're so hot when you're mad."

Iruka grunted and pushed his body up, off of Kakashi's fingers, then he brought their mouths together and sucked Kakashi's lower lip into his mouth. He continued to suck and nip at Kakashi's lips, then leaned forward even more and pushed his tongue into the other's mouth. As he twirled his tongue around to dance with his lover's and distract him, he surreptitiously reached behind himself with one hand; preventing Kakashi from going anywhere with the other firmly tangled in silver hair and pressing their hot mouths closer. He snuck his free hand to Kakashi's erection, making sure to distract him with a firm nip to Kakashi's tongue, then he played with the head of his cock. Iruka rubbed circles firmly over the slit with his thumb, then guided it down to his entrance. Making sure Kakashi was well distracted one last time by sucking his tongue entirely into his own wet mouth, he shoved down hard and impaled himself on his partner's thick length.

Kakashi gasped as he felt molten heat suddenly surround his cock, the tight walls of Iruka's body velvety against his hot skin, making it crawl with electricity as the pressure clamped around him from all sides. Iruka released Kakashi's mouth as he screamed out in pleasure and arched back, then as he returned his forehead to rest against his lover's he chuckled lowly and rasped out hoarsely, "Gotcha. Bet you didn't expect that."

It took Kakashi a minute to catch his ragged breath before he answered, "From you, yeah. I've learned to always expect the unexpected."

"Really? Why?" Iruka continued conversationally, Kakashi marvelled, as if he didn't have a cock up his ass and a man in his arms.

Kakashi found it hard to keep up with the conversation as Iruka wrapped his arms tighter around his shoulders and started to rock back and forth rhythmically, setting a moderate pace, but he finally managed, "It took me awhile, but I finally figured out why Naruto is the number one unpredictable ninja. He gets it from you, nii-san."

Iruka blushed a little at that, knowing Kakashi was teasing him; so he retaliated by clenching his muscles and sending shockwaves of pleasure up Kakashi's cock, chuckling as the older nin momentarily lost the ability to speak, or even, it seemed, to breathe.

Kakashi grasped Iruka's hips firmly, stating in a voice that left no room for dissension, "Stop talking. More moving."

Iruka happily obliged him, moving his hands behind Kakashi's head to grip the edge of the bath and scooting his knees forward and apart, giving him better purchase to ride his lover.

Kakashi grunted as Iruka adjusted himself, then let loose with a litany curses, grunts, groans and variations of Iruka's name as the younger nin set a faster and more bruising pace. The water roiled around the min frenzied waves as Iruka bobbed up and down on Kakashi's cock, ever faster, filling the bathhouse with the sounds of splashes, moans and skin hitting skin.

As Kakashi shouted out, "Shi-iiiit, Ruka . . . . 'M so close!" Iruka halted abruptly, sending shivers up both Kakashi's cock and spine as he slowed the pace. "Th-the fuck, Ruka?" Iruka placed a hand on each of Kakashi's shoulders and agonisingly slowly lifted himself off of Kakashi's lap, clenching his muscles as he did so, creating a tight suction on his partner's dick. "Do-on't stoop," Kakashi hissed, but Iruka peeled himself off of Kakashi. The copy-nin, however, would have none of it and as soon as Iruka was up, he followed.

"You teased me," Iruka began, pinching both of Kakashi's pale nipples in his fingers. "That wasn't very nice. You wouldn't let me come . . . . Now it's your turn." He smiled deviously and pushed the copy nin backwards onto the bench.

Iruka straddled him and latched his moth onto Kakashi's, attacking his mouth so ferociously that he tipped his head back all the way against the floor of the onsen. He dragged his nails roughly across Kakashi's scalp, tugging on the silver strands and smashing their mouths even harder together after breaking for air. He practically danced in Kakashi's lap, swaying his hips tantalisingly close to his lover's cock, but only close enough to brush his ass cheeks across it teasingly. Kakashi growled and tried to grab Iruka by the hips, but the younger nin was too swift and he gathered up both of Kakashi's hands into one of his own, pinning them behind the copy nin's head and bringing his tongue's attention lower, to suckle and nibble on Kakashi's pulse point as his other hand massaged each pebble-hard nipple in turn. Then he let Kakashi's hands drop and he latched his mouth onto a nipple as his fingers pinched and teased the other, rolling one in his teeth and the other between his thumb and forefinger. He switched nipples, swirling his tongue over each and pulling Kakashi's body forward with the other hand at the small of his back. When Kakashi was reclined back fully, Iruka backed up completely, then made the hand seals for a jutsu quickly. Kakashi wondered what he was doing until he felt his fingers slip something around his dick and he realised that Iruka had crafted a make-shift cock ring moulded from his own chakra.

Iruka finally spoke, "I promise if you don't move, it'll be better than you've ever had, 'kay?"

Kakashi nodded dumbly, knowing already that his delicious chuunin was the best he'd ever had and wondering how it could possibly get any better.

Iruka stayed in the water, but backed up so that he was against the tallest wall of the bath, where the warm water cascaded in like a waterfall. There, he threw his head back, jutted his hips out and reached down to stroke his own cock. Kakashi was mesmerised as Iruka first ran a thumb across his slit, then squeezed his head roughly and began to pump roughly. The copy nin couldn't take his eyes off the sight of Iruka, mouth slightly open and panting, chest and six-pack dripping sweat, trail of dark-chocolate brown hair leading down to an engorged, red erection dripping pre-cum as it was repeatedly stroked hard from the base all the way down the shaft to it's mushroom shaped crown. Kakashi dug his nails into the wooden bench, hard, and bit back a cry as he felt his body try to come at the visual stimulation, only to be denied by the cock ring. Knowing how he'd worked his lover up at the sound, Iruka almost came too, but placed a thumb and finger firmly around his own shaft and squeezed, cutting off his orgasm and biting down on his lip as the almost painful sensation built up and then waned.

Panting, it took Iruka almost a full minute to recover, then he beckoned to his partner, turning around to brace himself against the wall and spreading his legs a little further in invitation. Kakashi didn't need any more enticing, as he jumped up out of his spot and practically ran over to his lover, wrapping an arm possessively about his waist as he stumbled forward and grabbed his own erection and began to line himself up for penetration. Iruka grabbed his wrist and made him pause, mumbling a small, "Wait," before releasing the chakra cock ring.

Kakashi sighed in relief, then gasped in pleasure as he surged forward into his lover's waiting and more than willing body, tight heat surrounding him once more as he began a frantic, almost brutal pace; pumping his cock in and out of Iruka's ass so fast he was surprised the friction didn't start a fire—though the way flames seemed to dance up his dick and skin, he wasn't so sure it hadn't. Throwing everything to the wind (like propriety—they were alone anyways; caution—they were shinobi for fuck's sake, they could take it rough!; etcetera.) they went at each other with wild abandon, Iruka thrusting backwards to meet Kakashi on every beat, skin dripping sweat and rubbing together, as Kakashi's balls repeatedly smacked against Iruka's ass, creating an obscene squelching sound as they both shouted out their pleasure repeatedly, loudly and creatively.

Finally, as he felt he almost couldn't go on anymore his muscles were so spent and both of their legs practically gave out from beneath them as they quivered and shook with each new thrust, Kakashi reached around his lover and teased him into coming in his hand, squeezing his shaft rhythmically. As Iruka came, he ground out a rough variation of Kakashi's name and the hoarse pant, mixed with Iruka's muscles spasming around him made Kakashi come—and true to Iruka's word—he came hard, fast and long and had to admit that while his first encounter with Iruka had been his best with anyone, this time was even better than the last.

Sated into near-oblivion, it was all the pair could do to make it to the edge of the baths where they curled up together and fell asleep, pulling their warmed towels and bathrobes around them in a make-shift nest of covers.

TBC . . . .

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Those poor suckers—they're gonna get it good when someone comes-a-knockin' at the onsen in the morning!

Hey'all, sorry for the chakra cock ring, I know it doesn't entirely go with my 'real sex' thing, but it would be weird for them to just carry a spare around in their pocket—besides, they're ninja. Also, I hope it turned out all right—this is actually the first chapter where I scrapped a he chunk and rewrote it because I wasn't happy with the first go. Finally, just a little PS—sorry all my lemons seem to involve standing up and pounding—I might have a small wall-sex kink! :)

Author's notes: Fun fact! The full story is now over 82 pages in my Word document! Another fun fact (though not scientifically proven, it has been suggested by a study that) gay men's erections are on average a half inch longer and have more girth than the average straight man's. Who'd of thunk it, huh?

Thanks for reading, y'all!

De gros bisous :)