Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or the characters.
Last time: Iruka guided his friends to a comfy and cozy (after the splash) evening relaxing together at home. Gai, ever the gentleman, gets the chance to take care of his sweetheart. Now the guys are at Kakashi's place, settling in for their own evening together.
A.N.: Yeah, sorry, if Kashi's a bit ooc this chapter. Tried to not make it that bend, but there's only so far I can bend a character to fit my story ideas. But let me know what you think either way . . . .
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As soon as Kakashi fell on his lips, Iruka grasped at his neck, digging his nails in and pushing his body up into Kakashi's. He smashed their mouths together harder and yanked them backwards to rest against the wall. The extra support gave him a little leverage and he wrapped one leg around his partner.
Kakashi was getting hard as soon as he grabbed his teacher, but when Iruka flung a leg around him and ground their crotches together, he was so far gone he let out a moan. Kakashi wasn't usually a loud lay, being the stoic person he was; but he was finding that not only did Iruka seem to bring out the best in him outside of the bedroom, but he almost completely eliminated his inhibitions in the bedroom. Kakashi thought about it fleetingly, preferring to concentrate on the activities at hand, but concluded that the elimination of his defensive walls was okay, as long as it was Iruka he was letting in. Moment of theory decidedly over, Kakashi returned quick and hard, now painfully hard, to the physical aspect of their relationship.
Iruka practically tore Kakashi's vest and shirt from his body, immediately latching his mouth onto a pink nipple as his hands glided down the man's sides. Kakashi leaned on the wall with one hand, panting with his head dangling forward. Iruka gently dragged is teeth across the now pebbled nipple, switching sides and laving the other nipple with the attentions of his talented tongue.
Kakashi keened and leaned even further forward, his legs almost buckling when Iruka palmed his erection through his pants. He let out another strong moan, getting louder as he became more excited. Finally, Iruka freed his cock from his pants and sucked the tip into his mouth before it even stopped bobbing around, happy to be free of its tight confines. He grunted in pleasure every time Iruka's head pulled back and then bobbed forward again, warm tongue ravishing the hard veins on his shaft, tight heat surging around him. He almost choked when Iruka unexpectedly deep-throated him, grabbing his hips and driving his cock forwards into his mouth. Kakashi coughed out a strangled plea for respite, pushing Iruka off of him gently by the shoulder. Iruka grinned up at him cheekily from his spot on the floor, headband askew and head cocked in self-satisfaction.
Kakashi took a deep steadying breath, then grabbed Iruka up roughly by the collar. "We're trying something different tonight," he rasped, managing to pull the teacher's vest off with shaky fingers.
Iruka tilted his head to the side, "How different? Are we actually going to bed this time . . . . no water or wall-sex?" Iruka chuckled good-naturedly, stripping himself of his clothes as he followed Kakashi to the kitchen.
In fact, Iruka was so wrapped up in, well, removing his leg wrappings, that he missed something important. Carefully lifting himself backwards onto the counter with his arms, Kakashi reached up and into a cupboard above his head.
Iruka stood in the doorway of the kitchen in all his naked glory, erection standing out proud, its red tip already dripping pre-cum. Kakashi licked his lips, mouth suddenly gone dry at the sight of his delicious lover. "What are you doing, Kashi?"
"Hm? Wha—oh!" he snapped out of his reverie and held out a bottle for Iruka's inspection.
Iruka moved closer, eyeing the bottle as he spoke, "You keep lube in the kitchen?"
"It's flavoured lube," Kakashi said, as if that explained it. Iruka rolled his eyes. So Kakashi continued, "The tingling stuff is in the living room because that's where my TV and telephone are—they're electronics . . . . I got the TV in the capital and I can power that and the VCR with a very careful chidori. The cooling lube is on my balcony, because it's so much colder outside; the warming lube is in the bedroom where the fireplace is because that's hot and the regular lube is in the bathroom because it's boring, like being in the shower just to clean off." Kakashi finished with smile, waving the bottle in front of himself. He had been stroking absently at his erection with one hand the whole time.
As Iruka eyed his lover toying with himself, he bit his lip (trying his damnedest not to laugh at his adorable lover who, despite being a certified genius was sometimes so childlike in his logic).
He responded, "So . . . . flavoured lube in the kitchen with the food," and ticked them off on a hand (the one that wasn't fondling his own nipples as he watched Kakashi eye him hungrily), "tingling lube with the electric stuff because it tingles, cooling lube outside, warming lube by the fireplace and regular stuff in the bathroom?"
Kakashi nodded happily. "I was planning on bringing you over all day, so I got it ready for us." He continued grinning.
Iruka shook his head, smiling as he said, "Wouldn't it make more sense to put the warming lube outside where it's cold, the cooling lube by the fireplace, the tingly lube in the bathroom to be more exciting and the boring lube somewhere else?"
"Oh!" Kakashi looked chagrined for a very brief moment, "I didn't think of that!" He concentrated for a minute, then continued, "What about the flavoured lube?"
Iruka smiled. "That could go into the boring bathroom too, you know, to spice things up."
"Then what goes in here? Couldn't it stay in here?" Iruka began to detect a slight petulant tone to Kakashi's easy lilt.
Iruka humoured his lover, "Of course."
"Good," Kakashi grinned. "Come here, because we're going to use it." He hopped off the counter and met Iruka in the middle of the room at the table. Kakashi grabbed Iruka by the dick, tugging him forward gently.
Now, here's the part where it would have been good for Iruka to be paying a little more attention earlier as he had followed Kakashi's sashaying butt around the house; because he was very surprised as Kakashi leaned in to whisper in Iruka's ear as the copy-nin guided his hands down to his own ass, where Iruka found the reason Kakashi had been so turned on so quickly.
His fingers brushed over the tip of a vibrating butt-plug that he'd failed to notice. "I put it in when you dropped your bag off here, and tonight, you're going to do me." Kakashi licked up the shell of Iruka's ear as he reached down with the lube and smeared his brunet's cock with it. "I'm all for equal relationships, but until you, I haven't found anyone I'd ever wanted to be in one with. It's been a long time since I've bottomed. Years, actually, since my late teens."
Then Kakashi turned around and waggled his ass at his lover, bending over the table and lying his stomach across it as he looked back at Iruka over his shoulder. He groaned appreciatively as Iruka stepped up close enough behind him to press their legs together and create a little pressure against the table. His cock swung around lazily, rubbing over Kakashi's left thigh as his right hand ghosted over the plug, tugging on it gently. He felt a little guilty at the thought of teasing his lover, since he now realised Kakashi must have been in near agony all night, especially since it had been so long for him. He pulled the plug out gingerly and Kakashi moaned, low and long.
Iruka kneaded Kakashi's hips reassuringly as he rubbed soothing circles over his ass cheeks with his thumbs. Kakashi keened loudly as Iruka's cock swung tantalizingly close to his own scrotum when Iruka positioned himself better behind his waiting lover.
He pushed back into Iruka, wanting, needing to feel him inside of himself, and sighed in relief as he felt Iruka's hand, now slick with lube, slip down between his own legs and coat the brunet more thoroughly, making the tip of Iruka's erection hit Kakashi's balls several times. Then Iruka steadied Kakashi's quivering body with his left arm about his waist as he lined up his cock with his still dripping right hand.
Kakashi let out a screaming wail of pleasure as Iruka's cock finally began to slide through his prepared hole. His ass muscles loosened slowly as he felt a delightful heat burn around his lover's thick member. He experimented, clenching his muscles tightly and delighting in the gasp of pleasure from his brunet, who unconsciously tightened his hold on the silver-haired nin.
Iruka hunched over his lover's back and restrained his moans, letting out only a muffled, "Mmmmmmmmmm," into Kakashi's shoulder. As he held still for another few seconds, allowing Kakashi plenty of time to adjust, he held back another groan, this one turning into a stilted, "Gnrrh." As he shot back up, standing stock straight as his face twisted in a mask of restrained pleasure.
Kakashi, tired of being coddled, rocked back into Iruka until his lover responded with a shallow thrust. Kakashi met him forcefully again, shouting out in ecstasy as Iruka's dick hit his prostate. Finally assured that his partner's body was indeed ready for him, Iruka began to thrust in earnest. Kakashi jerked back wantonly onto the teacher's cock, his willing body a welcome heat.
As the pace of their fucking increased, the table began to creak with every stoke, shaking beneath their combined weight and the force of Iruka's driving thrusts. Kakashi was now shouting out lowly on every thrust as he was impaled over and over again.
"Unhhh . . . . F-faster, Ruka!" He raised a hand and placed it on the table beside his body, bracing himself for more as Iruka quickened the pace. "Unh, unh, unh, unh, unh . . . . d-don't—sssto-ahhh-op, Ruk—unh!"
The table legs wobbled as the end Kakashi was not laid out on repeatedly left the ground and banged back down with every surge forward from the two men. Kakashi pushed on his hand and stood himself up, keening again as the change in position switched the angle of his lover's thrusts.
With both of his hands now braced against the table, Kakashi leaned his body back, body coming into contact with Iruka's sweaty chest. Iruka's heaving breath pushed his chest against Kakashi's back and he dragged the hand around the silver-haired nin's waist up across his ab muscles, nails digging in teasingly lightly. Kakashi's head lolled around on Iruka's shoulder, thrown back in complete abandon. The brunet's breathing evened out as his lover's became more ragged and he knew Kakashi was close, so he bent a little in the small of his back. The tiny movement shifted his thrusts and helped him to hit on Kakashi's prostate with every thrust. Iruka flicked Kakashi's nipples quickly, then snuck his hand down to pump Kakashi's dick firmly, rubbing his thumb over the slit at the head, smearing pre-cum all over the tip of the mushroom-shaped head.
Kakashi's breath became shallow as he rolled his head back and forth, settling his back firmly against Iruka and clamping his muscles down hard. Iruka lurched forward, clutching the table on either side of Kakashi, gasping out a mottled, "Ka-aah-aaaa-shii!"
Kakashi smiled, stilling his head on Iruka's shoulder and chuckling as he felt him come inside of him. As the warm liquid oozed out of him around Iruka's cock, he was pushed over the edge and came in Iruka's hand. Panting, Iruka eased them to the floor, scooting back and leaning against the legs of a chair as he leaned Kakashi back onto his own chest.
After a few minutes, Kakashi spoke, rubbing a hand over Iruka's thigh. "That was better than I ever remembered it."
Iruka ran his fingers lightly over Kakashi's sides, leaning his head around Kakashi and burying his nose into the man's neck, breathing deeply. "Mrl of oo, Kshee."
"Hm?" Kakashi turned around, stopping inquisitive eyes on his partner. Iruka, now bereft of his hiding place in Kakashi's neck mumbled, "I said . . . ."
Kakashi waited patiently. Iruka looked up from his lap and uttered, louder this time, "I love you, Kashi." His eyes quickly darted back down, afraid of what he might (or more accurately, what he was afraid of what he wouldn't) see.
Kakashi remained immobile for a minute, completely shell-shocked. It was silent for so long that Iruka began fidgeting nervously, dreading the quiet. He finally began to rise, slowly pulling his leg back and leaning on a hand. It was this that finally broke Kakashi out of his reverie and he grabbed Iruka roughly by the neck, hauling him forward and mashing their lips together. Iruka's eyes widened in shock as Kakashi pulled back and growled out, ferociously, "Not going anywhere."
The copy-nin settled himself on his knees in front of Iruka and slanted forward, pressing their lips together again, softly this time. He murmured softly through kisses and small, gentle moans, "Love . . . . mmm . . . . you . . . . too . . . . mmmm, Ruka."
Iruka laughed. "You're a really bad influence on me, Kakashi."
Kakashi pulled back, putting on a fake affronted air, "You wound me, sensei. Why must it be I who is the bad influence? I could argue that your playful ways are eating away at my professional manner."
Iruka continued to giggle, "Because I don't want to go in to work. I'd rather stay home with you all day."
"Tomorrow?" Kakashi asked hopefully.
Iruka laughed again, patting Kakashi on the cheek affectionately. "Just because I want to doesn't mean much. I can't."
Kakashi pouted. "Why not?" He slouched back onto his heels.
Iruka looked at him. He shook his head. Sighed.
"All right."
Kakashi looked back up, "Really?"
"Just let me contact Tsunade, okay?"
"Okay!" Kakashi almost chirped, practically clapping and bouncing in place. Iruka shook his head again and laughed.
"I can't break my dates though," Kakashi shook his head emphatically as Iruka spoke, then nodded as he continued, "I have a bet to win."
TBC . . . .
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The night is going swimmingly! Our boys have finally come to their senses! Only next time, I have some awful manipulation in store for them (well, maybe not next time exactly, but definitely soon—that Genma's a sneaky one, he is!) Bisous!
—Chickie
