Mori Inuzuka, this is for you, babe^_~ The rest of you, worship her for getting me to get up off my ass and finally update this fic...XD Enjoy the KAKAIRU smut that will follow!

Kakashi stood outside the classroom window, leaning lazily against the building. He was waiting for the chuunin to let his class out for lunch. His next victim, Umino Iruka, was taking his own sweet time though. All his students were moaning and groaning about Iruka holding them longer than he was supposed to. That just seemed to make the man want to keep them longer, Kakashi noticed. As kind and gentle as the chuunin may be, he did have a bit of a sadistic side.

Now, Kakashi didn't know Iruka very well--mostly through Naruto--but he was having a hard time figuring out what the man had done to warrant the need of blackmail. He wasn't naive enough to think all the people on his list had actually done something wrong, but they were all at least annoying and troublesome in some way. Iruka, however, was efficient, hard-working, loyal, polite, and really just the perfect little shinobi, despite his lack of genius in most combat-related ninja skills.

So what had the man done to deserve this? Was it just the simple fact that he was born especially beautiful and had caught the Hokage's eye? That was probably it. Aside from the little argument they'd had during the chuunin exams, Iruka seemed like a goodie-two-shoes. Kakashi couldn't imagine the people-pleaser doing anything to displease his Hokage.

Mentally shrugging, Kakashi slipped into the classroom just as the last little hellion scampered out the door, leaving the chuunin sensei alone. Iruka had his back to him, rifling with some of the papers on his desk as Kakashi approached him.

The younger man jumped in surprise when Kakashi wrapped his slender arms around the man's waist, pressing his face into his ear and whispering, "Good afternoon, sensei. Lovely day, isn't it?"

"K-K-Kakashi-sensei…what are you, um…doing?" Iruka stuttered, wriggling in his grasp.

"At the moment? Nothing. But I'm hoping to be doing you in a few minutes, if you don't mind," Kakashi teased, nipping at the proffered ear.

Iruka started to struggle a lot more vehemently after that.

"What do you mean, you crazy old jounin?! I am not some piece of ass for you to just do whatever you want with whenever you want! Get off me! I'm not interested in sleeping with men who have no sense of courtesy! And especially not in my classroom!" Iruka complained, growling like a feral animal as he tried to free himself from Kakashi's steel grip.

"Maa…relax, sensei, I promise you'll enjoy it," Kakashi soothed, "And just for the record, I'm not usually one to do something like this, but it's a mission, so it can't be helped." Kakashi's hand slid down Iruka's writhing body and delved into his pants, completely ignoring Iruka's protestations. He massaged the lax member hiding in there, bringing it to life ever-so-slowly.

Iruka began sputtering, trying to ignore the fact that he was greatly enjoying the jounin's ministrations, but at the same time his sense of decency was not allowing him to relax and let what would happen, happen. Oh, but how he wanted to. He'd always been curious about Konoha's famous sex-god…his sense of decency wasn't going to be protesting for much longer if this kept up.

Kakashi rubbed his masked face against the tanned man's neck, breathing in his warm scent. The chuunin was becoming more and more relaxed in his arms despite the never-ending complaints and threats on his manhood. Soon, the man was leaning his head back on Kakashi's shoulder and thrusting gently into his hand, a quiet moan escaping his lips.

Kakashi smiled wickedly and glanced over at the open window. The clone he had conveniently thought to make before entering the room popped its head through said window and aimed a camera at them. He took a quick picture and disappeared out of view again. The flash made Iruka's eyes fly open, somehow reawakening him to his current state of being.

"What the hell was that?" he asked, squirming in Kakashi's embrace again.

"A camera," Kakashi answered calmly, undoing Iruka's pants like there was nothing to worry about. Iruka, however, thought differently.

"A camera?! Someone took a picture of us?! AH! Get off me, damn you! I'm going to lose my job!"

"Sensei, how many times am I going to have to tell you to relax?" Kakashi chastised as he freed the man's rock-hard erection. "I took the picture; it's okay. Even if we do get caught –which we won't –I told you this was a mission. A mission that was given to me by the Hokage herself, so she can't very well fire you for it, now can she?"

"Mission? Having sex with me is a mission?" Iruka asked, trying to make sense of that in his head while the lascivious jounin rubbed his thumb over his other, smaller, head in the most stimulating way.

"Mm-hmm," Kakashi hummed, his deep voice vibrating across Iruka's skin, making him shiver.

"Why?" the man breathed, leaning against Kakashi once again.

"I don't know, actually. You tell me."

"I don't…understand…"

"The Hokage has sent me to get blackmail on all her insolent shinobi, but I don't know what they've all done, and I can't even imagine what you, the modest little chuunin sensei, could have possibly done to merit your name on her list."

"I…um…may or may not have…um…helped Naruto…with that prank he pulled…on her birthday…last month…" Iruka's broken string of words was followed by a deep moan as the older man pushed two fingers in his mouth, mostly to make the point that they were done talking.

Kakashi really didn't care all that much about what the man had done; he didn't even know what the prank had actually been. He'd heard it involved icing-filled water balloons on Naruto's part and lots and lots of broken bones on Tsunade's, but Kakashi hadn't been interested enough to ask about the details.

The jounin smiled triumphantly as Iruka sucked so prettily on his fingers, a small moan caressing them every so often. The man was such a willingly little uke, not to mention his ass looked like it had been sculpted by Michelangelo himself. Maybe he'd come back for more when he had the time.

Gently, Kakashi leaned the brunette over his desk, discreetly sliding the man's open pants down his tanned thighs. Iruka didn't complain much, just groaned slightly at the loss of the hand on his erection. The hand was more interested in groping the absolutely poundable ass that the lack of pants revealed. Kakashi grinned in anticipation of fucking that sweet ass.

Just then, Kakashi's clone deemed it safe to reenter the classroom via the window again. It was time to get to work. Kakashi stepped away from Iruka for a brief moment to allow the clone to take a picture of the man bent over his desk, using a genjutsu to keep him from seeing the flash this time.

Before Iruka could start complaining about his absence, Kakashi was back to leaning over the man, whispering dirty things in his ear and leaving little bite marks all over his neck and shoulders.

"Kakashi-sensei…" Iruka groaned, "Are you quite finished marking me up? Can we get to the good part now?"

"Ho…so eager, sensei, how can I refuse you?" Kakashi teased, grinding his own arousal against Iruka's ass. The tanned man pushed back against him, surprising Kakashi somewhat. He certainly wasn't complaining though.

Kakashi stood up, reached into his pocket, and took out his hand-dandy bottle of lube. He glanced at the younger man when he heard him chuckling quietly to himself.

"And just what do you find so amusing, sensei?"

"I can't believe you carry a bottle of lube around in your back pocket."

"Lube, for a gay man, is much like a condom for straight men. It's better to have some and not need it, rather than to need some and not have any."

Iruka burst out laughing, his eyes sparkling with mirth. The chuunin was really quite beautiful when he laughed. It made Kakashi feel all fuzzy inside to know he'd brought that laughter about. There was no sign of his usual short temper or conservative principals. He was just a very sexy man, laughing gaily without a care in the world, with his pants down, leaning over a desk, offering him his bare ass to do with as he pleased, while he just stood there admiring the scene…

Why was he just watching again?

Kakashi gave the man a mild glare. Was he trying to distract him on purpose? If he was, it was working, and Kakashi had severely underestimated the younger man. He'd known he'd been a devious little thing when he was younger, like Naruto, but if he had been planning this…it was impressive.

Iruka turned his head around and looked at him, a smile still gracing his face. "Is something wrong, Kakashi-sensei?"

Kakashi glared at him a little harder. Who was this man? Five minutes ago, he'd been struggling to get away from him with the ferocity of a lion, and now he was as docile as a lamb, waiting for him to fuck him into next week. He hadn't really noticed how easy –too easy –that had been until he stood back and thought about something other than the man's supple rear end.

"If I didn't know any better, sensei…I'd say you were up to something," Kakashi said.

"Who me?" Iruka answered, feigning innocence, which only fueled Kakashi belief that the man was indeed up to something.

"I don't know what you're planning, Umino," Kakashi said, frowning down at him, "but whatever it is, I'm not going to give you time to do it."

Iruka adopted that foxy grin that the jounin had been sure only Naruto was capable of wearing.

"You mean you aren't going to prepare me properly, sensei?" Iruka purred, whispering his title seductively.

Who was this man? Five minutes ago he'd been struggling to get away from Kakashi and now he was using every ounce of wanton temptation he had in his arsenal to get Kakashi to fuck him like he was never going to see him again. Was this really the same Umino Iruka that Naruto described as a kindly, modest, father-figure? The alluring chunk of man-flesh in front of him didn't quite match the description, but Kakashi couldn't seem to remember why any of that mattered when the chuunin was waving the tempting morsel of his rear end at him.

Kakashi closed the slight distance between them, gripping Iruka's hips and grinding himself against the man again, groaning quietly at the thought of what he was going to do to him.

"Come on, Kakashi-sensei, do it already," Iruka prompted.

"Alright, alright…" Kakashi relented, moving back just enough to open the bottle of lube and squeeze some out above Iruka's crevice.

The oily liquid slid down the man's skin, helped along by Kakashi's expert fingers. Iruka clearly wasn't too interested in taking their time, so Kakashi didn't bother to massage the man's ring of muscle or tease it in any way. He simply pushed two fingers past the muscles and curled them downward to press firmly into Iruka's prostate. Iruka's back arched, a small sound falling from his lips.

"Hurry up," he urged Kakashi, a lilt of desperation leaking into his voice. This intrigued Kakashi somewhat. Why was the man so desperate? Certainly someone of Iruka's beauty couldn't possibly have trouble getting laid…Although the man had so many morals…maybe it was, if only because of his own temperament.

"You're so impatient, sensei," Iruka whispered, "I like that, but I don't want to hurt you."

Iruka growled at him, "You won't! Just do it already!"

Kakashi smiled to himself. This really was turning out to be the exact opposite of what he'd expected from the younger man. He'd expected him to call for help, struggle a lot more, maybe even try and cause him bodily harm, but the man had not only not done any of those things, he was begging for it.

Iruka was even easier than Genma. And that man was a whore.

Kakashi thrust his fingers in and out of Iruka for a few moments, scissoring them to stretch the ring of muscle. He didn't bother with a third finger; Iruka said he would be fine, and Kakashi was inclined to believe the man. If he got hurt, it would be his own fault. Kakashi had been ready to spend longer preparing the man, but if he didn't need it…

"Dammit, Hatake, you're the slowest person at preparing someone I've ever met!" Iruka barked at him, pushing violently back into his fingers.

"You say that like you've had a lot of experience, sensei," Kakashi said teasingly.

Iruka grinned, not looking at him or saying anything, but still grinning like a madman.

"Does Iruka-sensei have another life outside of the Academy?" Kakashi asked, removing his fingers from the man's backside and pressing himself in between the two supple orbs of his ass.

"Wouldn't you like to know," Iruka replied, leaning forward on the desk to make it even easier for Kakashi to get to his ass.

Kakashi let out a small bark of laughter at the implied answer and parted the man's cheeks, positioning himself at his entrance. He stopped then, just to get a rise out of the chuunin.

"Kakashi-sensei, if you don't put it in already, I'm going to start screaming bloody murder, and when someone comes in here to see what's going on, I'm going to tell them you were trying to rape me," Iruka threatened.

Kakashi chuckled. "I'm scared."

Iruka growled and sucked in a breath to make good on his threat, but he was cut off by Kakashi's cock shoving itself in his barely half-prepared ass. Instead of screaming bloody murder, he whimpered pathetically like a hungry kitten.

Kakashi inwardly laughed some more, pleased with the man's reaction, and pulled back to slam inside him again, angling himself perfectly to hit Iruka's magic spot. The brunette pushed back against him, gripping the edge of his desk like he was holding on for dear life. Kakashi thought it was funny; they hadn't even gotten to the rough stuff yet.

"More," Iruka breathed, "Faster."

Kakashi shook his head in amused disbelief. The man was just full of demands, wasn't he?

Fortunately for Iruka, Kakashi was in a compliant mood. He bent over the younger man's body, taking hold of his hips, and pulled back momentarily, only to slam forward once again, starting a harsh rhythm. The sound of flesh slapping against each other filled the room, along with Iruka's deep moans and occasional whimper or cry. Kakashi mostly kept silent, only grunting every once in a while. Shinobi habit of keeping quiet during such an activity dying hard.

Neither of them paid much attention to Kakashi's clone snapping pictures of them from all kinds of angles. They were too preoccupied.

"Harder, damn you!" Iruka yelled at him, slamming back against him even as Kakashi pulled his hips into himself, thrusting forward as well.

"There just…no pleasing you, is there?" Kakashi panted, doing his best to thrust harder. It was proving difficult though.

"I expected more from you, Copy Ninja!"

Kakashi growled, frustrated with the insult, and put some chakra into each of his thrusts, earning himself some praise from the man by way of cries. He'd never had to do that before. Most people actually thought he was too rough as it was, even shinobi. The fact that Iruka liked it this hard was rather impressive to Kakashi.

He would definitely be coming back for more.

Iruka reached down his own body to take himself in his hand, jerking his own member almost painfully. Kakashi had fun watching him do it. He'd have done it himself, but he was too busy concentrating on fucking the man with enough power to satisfy him.

"Are you close?" Kakashi managed to ask.

Iruka answered with a whining groan. "Just…a little…more!" Iruka choked out, his hand moving even faster over his own cock.

Kakashi started humming to himself in an attempt to calm his body down. He certainly wasn't going to last much longer, not at this pace.

"Iruka!" Kakashi said, saying the man's name without the 'sensei' bit for the first time.

The lack of honorifics had a damning effect on the man belonging to the name. His back bowed sharply, a sound torn from his throat that wasn't quite a scream, but too loud to be just a cry either. Iruka's cum sprayed onto his desk, spilling onto some of his students' papers and coating the man's hand as his body shook with his orgasm.

Kakashi buried himself deeply in the chuunin one last time as he swallow a silent scream and dug his fingers into Iruka's tanned hips. It had been a while since he'd cum that hard.

They both leaned heavily on the defiled desk, trembling and trying to remember the mechanics of breathing.

Kakashi recovered first, pulling out and away from Iruka and putting his stuff away. His clone took one last picture of a spent Iruka collapsed against his desk before slipping out the window again.

Iruka stood shakily, struggling to get his pants back up where they belonged.

Kakashi moved forward to help him when the classroom door opened.

"Iruka, I was wondering if you wanted to go get lunch with—"the woman stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the state the two men were in. Kakashi had never seen her before, but judging by her uniform and familiarity with Iruka, he was betting she was an Academy sensei as well.

"Um…sorry, Shiou-san, I uh…I'm not hungry," Iruka said, looking embarrassed about being caught with his pants around his ankles, but not nearly as mortified as Kakashi would have expected from him.

The woman just stared at them both, open-mouthed, for a long moment before actually realizing she was staring. "Oh, um…that's okay…another time…maybe…" she stuttered, blushing and looking away.

"Maybe," Iruka said rather calmly as he re-buttoned his pants.

The woman nodded and quickly retreated from the room.

"Oh, thank Kami-sama…" Iruka breathed, tucking his shirt into his pants. "That woman has been after my ass for the past six months! I told her I was gay, but she didn't believe me. She was driving me mad…"

Kakashi laughed; Iruka's earlier behavior suddenly made sense. "You knew she would come here, didn't you? That's why you didn't fight me and were so impatient."

Iruka grinned at him. "Perceptive as always, Kakashi-sensei."

"You used me," Kakashi pointed out, amused by the prospect.

"Indeed, and I must thank you. I doubt she'll continue pursuing me now."

"You're very welcome, sensei," Kakashi said with an elaborate bow. "Perhaps I'll come back again sometime…"

Iruka harrumphed at him. "I'm not one of your little play things, Kakashi-sensei. I only let you do that this time because it was convenient for me. Don't think I'll be so easy next time."

"Ah, but you still admit there'll be a 'next time,'" Kakashi said, winking at him and disappearing out the window before the man could argue further.

~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~

"Kakashi…I just decided I'm in love with you," Tsunade said as she drooled over the man's latest pages of porn.

"I'm flattered, Hokage-sama, but I'm afraid I don't share your feelings. I guess I'm more of a penis kind of guy," Kakashi said playfully.

"I can see that," Tsunade quipped back, not looking up from the pictures.

"Do you have any specific requests for my next victim?"

"Hm…"

So what did you think mah prittehz?:3 I think there's an overabundance of the word "ass" in this chapter...and it irritates me slightly...but it's such an awesome word!XD Especially when it's referring to Iruka's ass! XDDDD

Also, I'm changing the way you vote, because the way things are now, it isn't working. There are too many choices to pick from and everyone always picks something different, so it's hard to get more than one vote for ONE person.

From now on, I will give you 3 or 4 choices to pick from and you will vote for ONE of those three choices. You still only get one vote, and if you don't say VERY CLEARLY that you're voting for a specific one, then I'm gong to assume the first person you mention in your review is the person you're voting for^^

Here's your choices:

Asuma
Shikamaru
Asuma AND Shikamaru
Gai

Please pick one of those and let me know in a review! Thanks, mina-san!xoxo