A/N: First things first, Kakashi's POV is back. Sorry, To DREAMER1084, I'm not sure that one POV switch really messes up a story's fluidity. I wrote a story a couple of years ago and had multiple POV changes between chapters, and sometimes even within the same chapter. I think it worked out pretty well. Nevertheless, I do appreciate your review. You rock!
All of you rock actually! Excellent reviews. :)
As Intended
Kakashi's POV
The bright light filtering through the window roused me that morning. I wasn't much of a morning person, although, I definitely did not mind at that time. With a small grin, I peered down at the blonde still cuddled with me. The slow, rhythmic breathing I witnessed assured me that he was still asleep. Amazingly, our hands had not separated. Sadly, I completed the job, untangling our fingers before sitting up on the bed. My mind went over the events that occurred the night previous.
Naruto's decision to stop us where we did was actually rather genius. I did not know the boy for his critical thinking on situations, but he always found ways to surprise me. I think it provided the both of us with closure on the opposite's feelings. Nothing could stop the progression of our other sexual encounters, short of a natural disaster. Those times...it was just hard and fast-no passion or sensuality. Now that feelings were involved, we needed something to differentiate last night from all the other nights, and stopping short of going all the way was about as variant as possible. Waiting was great, although, I'd be lying to myself if I claimed that my body didn't absolutely crave continuation.
I was rescued from my own thoughts as the boy behind me rested his head against my shoulder, now awake. His arms encircled my waist and his breathing tickled my neck.
"Good morning." He spoke, or rather, mumbled.
"Good morning, Naruto. Sleep well?" I questioned. He did not answer. He simply nuzzled my shoulder and I had my answer. The smile that resulted could not be helped. As he lifted his head, I took in the sight. His hair was strewn in ten different directions, sitting roughly above bright blue eyes that I'm sure even the outside sun envied. I noted that he had never looked cuter. For the second time since waking up, I had to release myself from his grip.
Mightily, I stretched my tense muscles and sighed heavily. I turned to the boy still sitting on his bed.
"Nice hair, Kakashi-sensei." Naruto giggled. I assumed that the bed had done quite a number on my silver locks.
"Look who's talking! It looks a lot cuter on you though." I countered. The boy blushed. Mentally, I tallied my victory, my one to his zero. Carefully, I returned my mask to its usual resting place, under the watchful eyes of the boy before me.
"If you tell anyone that you saw underneath my mask, I will kill you." I joked. I loved being able to make him laugh.
"I'm going to meet with the Hokage today. I'll see you later tonight." I saluted as I slowly began to dread the work that I'd undoubtedly be given. Naruto finally stood from his bed and walked up to me. Downtrodden, he hugged me, grabbing the back of my shirt tightly. Even though I knew that I would return to him before the day's end, I still felt like I was leaving a part of me behind. Attempting to comfort the boy, my hand stroked his back gently. Eventually his grip eased. My hand cupped his warm cheek and I pressed my lips to his. They were as soft as I remembered them and the heat that I felt the first time suddenly came rushing back.
"I shouldn't be too long." I assured him. I stole one more kiss from Naruto before departing.
Had I known that busy work would be my fate, I would have come up with some excuse to never meet up with the Hokage that day. The work was not hard, just tedious, and that was bad enough. The tasks lasted for hours. Without the thoughts of the boy waiting for me, I'm not sure that I would have made it through the day without going insane-perhaps I was being a bit dramatic. Regardless, I was basically jumping with joy once the work was done.
Anxiously, I set off towards Naruto's house. It was late and I hoped that he would still be awake to greet me. His house finally came into view and I had to stop myself from running towards it. Pacing was not my strong-suit, but I forced myself to calm. I turned the doorknob slowly and entered the house without making too much noise. Naruto was not in the front room, so I assumed he was sleeping. I quietly closed the door. As I began to rotate away from the door suddenly found myself knocked to the floor. My keen eye spotted a blur of blond hair. Before I had time to protest, I felt my mask being tugged and a pair of lips crashed against mine. I attempted to speak, but doing so only gave ample opening for a very hot and very wet tongue to greet my own. Each time I even thought of speaking, that same tongue would plunge even deeper into my mouth.
Within seconds of the ravishing, my body was scorching. Finally gathering myself, I kissed back, with greater force. The avid boy atop me reacted, lightly moaning. He slowly pulled away.
"Kakashi..." Naruto panted. His half lidded eyes locked on to my own.
"Hmm?" I mustered.
"I'm ready if you are"
A/N: Yep, I'll leave this chapter right there!lol I'm sure you all know what's coming in the next chapters. :) Please review the chapter and tell me what you thought. I'm always open to suggestions as well..obvious from last chapter when I added Naruto's POV when I didn't originally have intentions of doing so. I must give the people what they want! Once more, please review and enjoy your day!
