Urgh... forgot to pu the title, not that a title is terribly important but thanks for reviewing so quickly xoBreathe and LuvLuvKakashi! I must ask what the anonymous reviewer was talking about saying my papa never claimed me...

To answer your question LuvLuv, Can't you tell? oo

As to what happens after the smex. Its... more smex! Yes! I want this story littered with man pronz! Coming soon in the 09'. (Hopefully sooner... maybe.)

Feeding the Hungry Beast

There was a brief moment when they were locked in a mind battle as they gazed into each others eyes that Kakashi just remembered how stupid that was. Itachi was a genjutsu user, with the sharingan on top of that, and his eyes were his most dangerous weapon. What was he thinking just staring at them? Even as he thought this his manly pride told him not to look away or he'd lose the game.

Or maybe he already did.

Itachi restless with just the staring he moved away from the edge of the pool where, in turn, Kakashi took a step back. Intrigued by this the brunette stood up and took another step and once again the leaf jounin followed suit. What silly little child's play.

"Are you going to flee?"

"If I have too, I might."

The look Itachi had after that was in a word, disturbing. Kakashi wasn't sure what to make of the almost wounded look in his eyes and wondered if it was some sort of trickery to take him off his guard.

'Emo Itachi, remember emo Itachi.'Not that he couldn't ever forget the image of Itachi crying his eyes out covered in blood, just it was hard to keep that image in his head right now with a venerable, naked and wet adonis looking at him like Kakashi was his reason for being.

"Ummm." 'Shit.' "Don't you want..." 'Can't believe I'm saying this...' "Do you want get some chocolate milk?" There was a long awkward pause that the leaf jounin was becoming familiar with, best friends even, before the brunette answered.

"I want some ice cream too." Kakashi let out a relieved sigh.

"Sure."

"And some natto, sweet meat buns."

"Whatever you want Itachi."

"And I want you to feed me."

The jounin was just making his way out of the water then tripped back into it when he rose for air coughing out the accidental intake he shouted.

"What?!" When Itachi frowned almost cutely Kakashi had to remind himself he was still a prisoner of sorts, he had to appease this man. 'More like a big spoiled kid.'

"Erm yeah sure. Lets go get dressed then eat." The alternative was have sex and the Konoha ninja still had mixed feelings about that. No, he needed to stay away from the sex.

Quickly walking out the bathroom into the men's locker he was dressed even before Itachi emerged from the bathhouse and he stared at the far wall awayfrom were the criminal nin was getting dressed.

"Kakashi-san can you not stand to look at me?" The boy wasn't far behind him with a somewhat desperate tone in his voice like he was in need of reassurance. Crap, what a time for the teen to have a mood swing.

"Ummm no, no. I'm so hungry I could eat my arm." 'Yeah, totally believable.' "Lets go quick-ly!" Kakashi screeched at the end of his sentence because Itachi had come up behind him and done the most unexpected and grossly violating thing a person had ever done to him.

Itachi grabbed and held his hand.

"Would we be going now Kakashi-san?" Dark black eyes bore into one visible brown one that was full of fear and shock. The skin of his hand burned and itched. If he wasn't wearing his glove he was sure he'd rather gnaw off his hand then have the other touch it. Once again in his head he'd had the mantra. 'Pregnant Itachi. Crazy Itachi. Crazy Murders. Will kill Icha Icha and Konoha. Must obey.'

"Y-yeah." His eye twitched but he open the door and left none-the-less continuing to let the boy hold his hand as he let it hang there by his side. Every now and again it would twitch and spasm to which Itachi might have wrote off as a sign that the leaf jounin was showing affection. In reality it was Kakashi's inner killer instinctively telling him to crush the palm he held. He wasn't the only one who had these hang ups. Anybody who had a decent amount of battle experience grew to avoid outward affection. Hell if he saw Kureinai and Asuma hug he'd die of a heart attack. After laughing his ass off. Why the Uchiha prodigy would want to do such a thing was beyond Kakashi and the jounin was seconds away for just asking for sex if it meant freeing his hand from such a torment.

Maybe that was the teen's angle all along.

On the outside walkway as they left the onsen area Kakashi imagined what sort of odd picture they made. One boy dress in black and red with the aura of death surrounding him standing closely next to a masked ninja completely dressed and armed to the teeth. Both wearing Konoha headbands, one of a Konoha loyal, one of a traitor. Holding hands. 'Holding hands...'A flash of a happy painting of a flowery meadow with butterflies, rainbows, unicorns and woodland creatures danced all around them as they skipped merrily down a yellow brick road crossed his vision. He also imagined Itachi holding out his sword and killing all the animal life with a happy smile on his face. These imagines were disturbing and the older ninja decided to banned himself from thinking.

His brain didn't listen to him but thankfully what he was paying attention to now was that as they walked into the Inn toward the restaurant area they were receiving strange looks from random people. His logical side was thinking it was because they were obviously ninja but he couldn't help but wonder if people even realized Itachi was a man. Maybe, maybe not. Kakashi knew Itachi was a man quite well which didn't help dismiss the paranoia that he looked seriously gay right now.

'So very gay.'

"Kakashi-san! You enjoy bathtime? Tobi wanted to come too but Itachi-chan wouldn't let him." Out of nowhere a orange mask ninja popped around the corner throwing his hands up like a little kid would and excitedly talked to him.

'Itachi-chan?'

Itachi standing next to him drew in closer and glared at Tobi.

"If you don't mind we are on a date. Please excuse us." Kakashi almost hyper ventilated at the statement ignoring completely that Itachi'svoicewas downright possessive as he was pulled pass the masked Akatsuki member forcibly.

This was going too far.

"Date?!" Kakashi hissed ready to tug his hand away, consequences be dammed.

"Don't talk to him, don't be alone with him. If hecomes near you politely leave or force your way out." The grip on his hand became a vise as the teen spoke and had Kakashi's ears perking at the tone. He ignored the fact the boy didn't answer his question and wondered about what sort of danger the crazy happy ninja was to Itachi that the brunette told him outright to shun him. He'd have to find out.

"Why?"

"Just do as I say." Came a blunt cold answer. It was weird because this was the normal Itachi. The one he saw and met in battle, yet the other was still holding his palm captive even more tightly than before. He'd ask later when the teen wasn't so defensive.

At the restaurant the brunette lead them to an unoccupied small table that sat maybe three or four at best. Kakashi was relieved greatly when the boy finally dropped his hand. Actually he hadn't felt that way since he was a kid on Christmas morning. He rubbed it discreetly trying to get the warmth of another person out and sat down. Itachi took off his coat gracefully and properly hanging it over his chair but instead of sitting down he came over and pulled out the leaf jounins chair he just got in and sat down on his lap.

'Why God? Why?'

Kakashi gave up and slouched his head into the nearest resting place which happened to be Itachi's shoulder and ignored that the teen started petting him. He was trying to pretend he was somewhere else but having no such luck. He almost felt like crying at the injustice. It was daunting to think this was going to be his life for the next six months. 'Oh god I can't. No.'

"What would you like to eat Kakashi-san?"

"No food. I feel sick." Funny how just a couple of minutes ago he would have ate a rat. They always were one of his least desired forms of food on the go.

"Does your stomach feel ill?" It was then Itachi made to slither his hand up Kakashi's vest that the jounin grasped it before it could go any farther.

"Yes, don't touch it. Why don't you order what you want?" The jounin didn't look up when the teen waved the waitress over. He missed the longing stare she gave him and the ensuing glaring match between her and Itachi. He also didn't pay attention for when she came back and told Itachi there was no horseradish and peaches to put on his chicken. When someone came out moments later to help the woman off to a doctor because Itachi used a genjutsu on her the jounin was still mourning the loss of his freedom and fighting a depression on what was surely living the hell that was inevitable to come.

It was over, he was stuck and there was no one to help him out.

When dinner came, enough to feed several people, Kakashi was glad he had no appetite. Who the hell eats sardine pudding and cheese? The fact Itachi was going to eat it was enough to state his hunger. To smash it completely. The teen on his lap handed him the fork and prodded him with a finger. Such a innocent gesture it set the jounin off balance. He stared transfixed at the brunette in his lap as the man looked at him patiently yet expectantly. Something in his head clicked when he realized that Itachi was in fact making him feed him by hand.

Kakashi was staring at the fork and stabbing into one of the concoctions on the table as he briefly admired that the chef had all these ingredients to serve to begin with. He was holding said fork thinking if he stabbed Itachi in the eye right then he could get out of this. All he'd have to do is be quick about it while the other's guard was down. Hesitating he looked at the fork in hand like in this moment in time it was a life altering tool. Which in a sense it was. He could be free and all he had to do is puncture Itachi's jugular with the said metal object. Kakashi's heart was beating fast racing with the thoughts and images in his head.

He could see himself killing Itachi and the blood splatter. He could assume the following scenario of having to fight Kisame, possibly Tobi right afterward and the two other Akatsuki members if he didn't run fast enough. Potentially he could die after this, risking a small chance at freedom with killing the person saving him from death. Itachi was the reason he and many others weren't dead right now. If he stabbed the teen now and didn't get killed by the others and made it back to Konoha what were the chances of them following through with their threat? It was nearly guaranteed. So many paths, what ifs and percentage of survival was minimal at best. There was something else too.

His eyes averted from the fork to look at the boy's stomach unhidden by the cloak. If Itachi had breasts it would surely catch ones eyes that the woman was pregnant, but as such Itachi was a man and it was just so hard to grasp. Hard but not impossible. Yet so difficult to come to terms with. Kakashi couldn't shrug off the feeling this could all still be a ruse only to confuse him and use him for some diabolical scheme in the future. Yet he knew his life just wasn't that valuable to be used in such a way. They had little to gain from tricking him or at least to the length they were extending. Not to mention that bump... Itachi's stomach looked swollen and disproportion. Definitely not natural.

The impatient annoyed look in Itachi's eyes was practically burning holes into Kakashi's skull but the man wouldn't look up and kept holding his fork and food hostage. He was hungry and had enough with the leaf jounin just staring at his stomach! After another moment a dark eye looked up and held some weird glimmer in his eye. The silver hair man looked as though he came to some grave conclusion and brought the food closer to the criminal nins mouth. Right when the fork reached his mouth something crossed the others eye and Itachi continued to look into it as he wrapped his lips around the metal object to get the slightly chilled chicken meal.

"Ah!"

Itachi moaned and chew happily getting this strangely please look crossed his features and Kakashi stared transfixed momentarily. The other man practically radiated happiness and pleasure which was slightly disconcerting for Kakashi. It would be all the encouragement he'd need to take them to bed. He was trying to avoid that road as much as he could. Itachi looked at him and opened his mouth again as to beckon the man to give him more and the jounin had to comply stabbing his fork into the meat more than necessary and delicately placing it in the other mouth so he could delightedly chew.

"This is exquisite."

"I don't know how you can eat this stuff." Kakashi stared at it with disdain even as he picked up and fed the other another forkful trying not to notice the staring of others.

"Well, its hormonal. I would never eat this stuff in my life. But..." Itachi shifted to an almost logically part of his normal self but attacked the fork as soon as it came into view. Which had the other man's lips twitching fighting off a smile. He was trying not to think it was cute. Which it wasn't, really!

"God keep going and I want the pudding, and some of that turnip stew pickle miso soup."

"Ugh." Still for Kakashi this whole scenario was disgusting. If his fellow ninja could only see him now. A dangerous ninja sitting on his lap eating from the palm of his hand and god what nasty things he was eating. It was several dishes later that the teen seem to slow down and someone sat across from them like he belonged there.

"Kakashi-san! Tobi is happy to see you! When your finished eating will you play with Tobi?" The orange masked ninja grip the table and practically leaned into the jounin's face ignoring Itachi glaring death mere inches away at him.

"Erh I don't kn-."

"Go." He was cut off with a voice filled with nothing but hatred and disdain. It had Kakashi sitting back in check. For a moment there he was almost afraid. He never heard Itachi sound like that. In fact, Itachi never had any emotion in his voice before.

'But thats not true.'Visions of a time not so long ago were replaying in his head from the limbic system of his brain that betrayed him right then. He hid his random nose bleed as the two Akatsuki members stared eachother down. It was though there was a great battle being fought right then even though neither one was moving a muscle. No weapons were drawn, no hands signals were made nor words spoken. Just two cold stares from two deadly killers for no reason known to the leaf jounin.

Kisame just entered the bar following the strange chakra vibe in the air when the silence was broken at that moment with words Kakashi really didn't want to hear spoken.

"Kakashi-san, lets go fuck." The silver hair man held his breath before choking on it and the other man across the table made no outward show of moment as the shark ninja froze. Itachi was getting up and tugging childishly at his sleeve seconds later. The jounin of konoha was at a loss. What was he suppose to say to that? Fear struck him then, and resistance.

"I don't think that's a good idea."

Itachi stilled instantly and the air in the room grew thick with tension, maybe even more so than before. Kakashi was beginning to think refusal wasn't a good idea, but agreeing seemed like less of a good one. Because like... it was wrong. Sorta.

"Kakashi-san..." The hair on his neck prickled at the tone and he dared to glance into the beast's eyes. The masked nin could see a glimmer of dangerous intent. Vicious, vindictive, gruesome intent. It had Kakashi frozen on the spot. "You don't like me?" The words were so light and flippant it was terrifying.

Suddenly, from out of nowhere, Itachi had unsheathed a katana and raised it in the air to smash it down on the table. He was quick to turn and glare at the rooms occupants.

"Everyone should die..." Itachi was fast. Real fast. With the jounin's normal eyes he couldn't track the movement but tables, chair and walls were being destroyed. It looked like he was going after the people but was hard to tell. Everyone was quickly evacuating for their lives. While Tobi and Kisame watched.

"Itachi-chan is killing everyone again." The orange masked ninja hung his head.

"You dumbass leaf ninja look what you made him do! You upset him! He is in a delicate state now and you-!" The jounin didn't stay still for the rest of it. There was a scared little man huddled in the corner and Itachi had his eyes on him. Before the enraged mother-to-be could swipe though Kakashi was standing in front of him holding out his hands. He really wanted to be holding a weapon right now but if he drew it it might make this situation worse. He saw how fast Itachi was to deal with Hidan, Kakashi really wanted his head to stay attach to his neck if he could. At least Itachi lowered his sword.

"Itachi... put the weapon away." He was met with silence and a bone-chilling glare.

"I'll get you all the chocolate milk and sweets you want."

"Do you really think that method will work to placate me?" At least he was talking, if not with tone laced in hatred and great bloodlust.

Too think less than twenty four hours ago he was a free man, a oblivious man to all that was happening with Itachi and the Akatsuki nine. Now as he looked into the blood red sharingan eyes staring death in the face he realized his trifle with Itachi a couple years ago was a mere scuffle compare what the teen could do when unleashed. All without the brunette even twitching. Kakashi's blood was ice cold within seconds and in that stare he felt the other telling him what he had to do and it scared the life out of him.

He'd have to sacrifice his flesh to the lion.

Kakashi looked behind himself and saw the pathetic man pleading with his eyes to save him. While the patrons had already run away with their tails between their legs there were still guests in the Inn and staff. He could just see the older Uchiha now slitting throats and dropping bodies left and right. Kisame and Tobi looked on quietly. They were just waiting for him to screw up and give them a reason to go to Konoha and wreck the place. That would be a shame. They just rebuilt from the last psycho attack.

"Itachi..." He wanted to drop dead that instant like never before in his life. 'Forgive me mommy.' "Let's go upstairs, together." He almost choked on saying it hoping against hope Itachi would get the insinuation and just leave it at that. What Kakashi received in response was a blank stare. The fury in his eyes was gone but he still had yet to sheath the sword.

"You want to go to our room?" He asked calmly, inquisitive. It would seem Itachi would not make this easy on him.

"Yes." It hurt to say but he managed to get it out without cracking.

"For sex?" It was a test, inquiry. Itachi was reading him.

"Ye-yeah..." Kakashi felt like blushing. God he felt sick, like this was dirty and wrong. Was this how normal people felt reading porn? He could slightly understand the stares before as he walked around town while nose deep in it. Not that he'd stop now though. He just understood.

"...'' The silence was either a good or bad sign but the anticipation was excruciating.

"Tell me you want me. Tell me just how much you need me." Itachi put his sword away and crossed his arms. The leaf jounins eyes couldn't bug out his sockets any farther without falling out. Oh god he was in some deep shit! Not only did he have to do it he had to beg for it? Just the thought of admitting it outloud alone. He didn't even want to say it to himself! It makes it real. Because despite the fact he was very much held against his will here and admittedly (to self only) frighten to be Itachi's sex slave on the other hand he was no little virgin. That idea was quite appealing after knowing just how hot in bed the brunette was.

Looking to Kisame and Tobi without moving his head they would hear his declaration. Not to mention the group of random peepers by the doorway sickly fascinated with the outbreak. They'd all hear him! They'd all assume he was some gay guy with a crazy lover! 'You have to do it. Do it for Konoha. Do it for your friends and students. Do it for the porn.'

"Itachi." He dropped his voice to a low husky tone stifling the need to have a panic attack as he walked closer to the man in question daring to grab his hand and hold it up to his chest. "I need you like I need the blood pounding in my-"

"Done. Take me upstairs." Kakashi almost tripped over himself at the other just cutting him off and giving in like that. All that fretting just for that to happen? He was ready to give the performance of a lifetime just shot to hell because of what? He didn't have time enough to complain in his head as Itachi grabbed his wrist and forcefully tugged him to move. Kakashi turned around just enough to see the cowering man run out the door and Kisame to glare at him hatefully while Tobi did this little half wave.

People in this organization were freaks.

Itachi was fast to get him into the room only then releasing his cuff. When the door clicked shut his adrenaline went from overdrive to combustible. He was huddled against the door watching as Itachi walked over to the bed and sat down gingerly black hawk like eyes staring him down, watching, waiting. The jounin would have to play the part. He'd have to prove to Itachi he wanted to be here. Because he really didn't want to be!

He didn't!

Stepping away from the door the blood pounding in his ears getting louder with every step he took closer. Dark hair, dark eyes, ivory pale skin, a slender body. Just two dark obsidian orbs looking at him with nothing but the deepest sort of sin glinting in their depths. The leaf nin tried to qwell the feeling in his gut, the one whispering to him all the things he should be doing, could be doing. 'Look at those eyes, they want you. They desire to please you. Those are the eyes of someone who longs to be under you, dominated. They are the eyes of your worshipper wanting to be worshiped.' He pushed it back down. The logical part of him not backed up and swollen with blood was telling him to stay in caution, don't let his guard down. This wasn't just a random one night stand on the fly. This was his mission, his duty. He had so many reasons why he had to do this, why he shouldn't want to do this and how he didn't want to go through with it. Standing before Itachi, his gaze entirely focused on Kakashi's form the jounin concluded he'd have to stop thinking about it since it was inevitable anyway.

Besides his other head had decided what it wanted.

The silver hair male tried to still the tremble in his hands as he reached for Itachi's shoulders praying the other wrote it off as anticipation instead of fear. The dark blue partial mesh cloth was soft under his palms. It wasn't silk but it was certainly more comfortable than cotton. He reached up slowly to pull down his mask wanting to hide the flush of one intense gaze making him feel nervous yet aroused. Once the strip of cloth was removed, without an explosion like his body expected, Itachi's hand lightly touched his cheek. Kakashi was quick to flinch. A flash of hurt passed the brunette's eyes and the jounin was quick to dispel it.

"It's sensitive."

The teen's eyes lit up with understanding. He smiled with a devious tilt on his lips as he tried again. The jounin wanted to pull away but held still. 'What Itachi wants...'

The stroke was light at first. A grazing of his fingertips in greeting making the skin prickle sending a shiver through Kakashi's neck and torso. Then experimentally Itachi pressed harder and the jounin gasp his visible eye dilating. A violent jolt of pleasure racked through him burning his blood fueling the erection at half mast in his pants. This is why he hated his face to be touched. He didn't let most lover's go near it, some never see it, only one ever got to touch it. The dark hair minx lifted his other hand to softly cradle both side of his jaw and cheeks. The silver hair man was itching to back away or to push forward and attack the other's body.

"Your skin is smooth, so fine." Itachi's tone was light and husky as he lean closer to Kakashi's face pulling his hand aside to kiss it tenderlythennuzzleit. The older man was panting at that point his groin, a large bugle his pants, visibly aroused. The blood in his body was unevenly separated to his head and his cock leaving none for his arms and legs as they went numb. The skin of his cheek was burning with over stimulation coloring his face crimson and causing sweat to trickle down his brow. When Itachi's tongue snaked out to lick it off his jaw Kakashi pushed him down to the mattress.

All at once he was peeling off the other's mans shirt and ripping off his pants. Small touches and caresses were applied to the boy's inner arm and thighs causing the dark hair beauty to shiver from the teasing. Invitingly Itachi relaxed against the pillow and parted his legs for the other man to do as he pleased. It was then the jounin stopped.

The swell of Itachi's stomach was visible once again redirecting Kakashi's attention. It was unreal that bump. He couldn't begin to believe it was actually there. Placing his hand on it lightly he rubbed over the slight protrusion and Itachi sighed. His eye darted to the others face but saw no sign of discomfort. He ran his finger tip lightlyaroundthe younger man's belly button in circles before pressing his palm down to massaging it. He heard the other release a purr-like groan from his throat and stopped. Peeling off his metal knuckle gloves he placed both hands on the teen's stomach and placed a light pressure over the hot skin. It was smooth and soft, like putty in his hands. Gliding his hands up and down he watched in avid fascination as the other's cock went from limp to firmness turning a rosy pink under his gaze. As the boy wiggled and moaned the heat in Kakashi's pants went from a dulling warmth to a hot fire fanned by the small action.

The older man stopped to take off his headband off and vest before he leaned over to kiss across the sexy teen's stomach. His tongue dipped into the indent in Itachi's hip and he grazed his teeth across the bone as the boy reached out grasping his broad shoulder with one hand using the other to tug at the strands of his silvery hair. Dark eyes turned a smoky hue watching Kakashi's every move, every breath. The criminal nins stomach turned in knots coiling with arousal as the other unabashedly assaulted his lower region. Those slim pink lips moved from his hip to the junction between his cock and thigh making his legs seize up and his throat to burble another purring moan. The teasing was mind boggling and he relished every minute of it. It was what he missed, longed for in the months he spent alone with his hand. He never pleasured himself since he reached puberty, never had the urge to. One taste of Kakashi's body and his body's needs had caught up with him.

"Ngh!" Itachi's legs spread of their own accord as he fought down a cry once the hot mouth placed wet open mouth kisses up his harden shaft only for his tongue to lick up the pearl of liquid off the tip. What Itachi couldn't hide was the long whine he made once the jounin swallowed the mushroom tip. Slow licks and a soft suction had the brunette trying to force his hips up but he was swiftly halted with one strong arm. Itachi's hands grip the appendage holding him down clawing into it in protest but did no more to remove it. Kakashi merely smirked to the action ignoring the stingy pain and agonizingly slow lowered his lips halfway down sensually lapping at the sides and pulsating veins filling with blood becoming hotter in his mouth before rising up again tasting more of the sweet cum dribbling out at a fast rate.

"Kakashi please." Another whine had the leaf jounin looking up. Itachi's eyes were lidded, dipped in lust and coated in desperation. His lips were open as he panted his face wet and flushed the stray short hairs that usually framed his features were clinging to his cheeks and neck. The teen was a sight for sore eyes and the vulnerability he admitted had the jounin closing his eyes and swallowing all the hot flesh Itachi had to offer. Every inch was buried in Kakashi's mouth, tickling the back of his throat. There was a hoarse cry above him and more hot fluid trickling down his throat. It had been some time since he did this to any man so he was slow in pulling up and repeating the action. It was after a short time he attempted to add a suction which had the young man bucking under him, swearing, then pleading again in such a way that had Kakashi's pants feeling more uncomfortable than before. If he didn't have his arm where he did trapping the teen the older man might have embarrassed himself coughing as though he was inexperienced. That just wouldn't do.

Whimpers turn to mewling and before long the boy was moaning low with seedy words and promises. The jounin was trying to last and refrain from rushing to the next part but Itachi was pushing his limits going as far to bring his own hands up and pinch at his dusty colored nipples begging Kakashi to take him hard and violently as he wanted. 'I'll do whatever you ask of me. Please just enter me. Please.'

Kakashi lifted his head and sat up wringing a cry of protest from Itachi. Black heated eyes looked at him with tears at the corners ready to fall at a moments notice. His jaw was already coated in saliva the sliver hair man had no doubt the other didn't even know was there. Wiping up the fluid on his chin Itachi leaned into the touch immediately and pulled his legs apart in a silent plea.

Kakashi's was turned on. This dangerous, gorgeous teen was throwinghimself at him. Acting so slutty yet almost innocent. It was like he was with a different person from what he remembered. Before it was a stranger, a drag queen with a brazen mouth and hot body. Now he was in bed with a sexy killer. A man so wrong to touch it made the encounter hotter. A forbidden fruit so wanton for his touch that he'd give whatever to get it. Or rather do anything. Kakashi didn't know what he looked like at the exact moment but he knew it wasn't virginal. Maybe something more on the side of a beast.

The older man bent over and tenderly kissed over Itachi's chest and shoulder's his one hand moving down and in to grip the hard cock squeezing it once before asking. "Where is the lubrication?"

The actions earn him another needy cry and he forgave the boy for taking more time than needed to answer his question. Not that the jounin wasn't making it hard on him on purpose.

"In...in my cloak." Kakashi raised an eyebrow to this and pulled his cum soaked hand away placing it on the bedsheets beside Itachi and hovered above him. Just how long had Itachi been planning to do this? Maybe the teen's 'friends' weren't the only ones to planning to get him laid. Aside from that Kakashi had another problem.

The cloak was downstairs.

"One minute." He patted a thigh and got out of bed. Walking over to his duffel bag he rummaged around briefly the squeak of his rubber ducky breaking the silence of the room before he found condoms but no lube. 'Damn Naruto.' The teen didn't know how to pack. He dumped out all his stuff, weapons, porn, finally finding a tube of KY thanking the blond headed teen for remembering all his training. Life wasn't all about fighting.

Once he was on his feet again he noticed Itachi's eyes on him, the teen impatiently awaiting him in a way that the boy's hand found it's way to his lower region. Kakashi was a experienced man having seen many things in his twenty nine years on this planet but he had never seen something so intoxicating, pleasure inducing as the teen writhing against cheap plain cotton sheets clutching at the pillow above his dark head while holding his legs apart and fisting his generous endowment while his eyes held the deepest sort of wild need. More delicious ivory cream spilled over the boy's fist and Kakashi ached to run over there and mount the Uchiha. Only if he could get his feet to move from this spot.

"Kakashi." One word, three syllables spoken in such a husky sex laced voice that it had the man peeling off the rest of his clothes as he tripped over himself to get to the bed. In seconds he was between long slender legs uncapping the lube and squirting half the contents onto one swollen stomach. Itachi jumped at the cold liquid that fell, accidentally, onto his body before a warm hand scooped it up with a barely mumbled apology. At once the younger male felt three fingers rubbing against the sensitive slit of his body the cool liquid warming with the heat from the hand rubbing it over him. One prying finger dipped into the orifice teasing it into opening up. Itachi placed his hands on older man's biceps relaxing his body purposely even though his eagerness had him coiled up in knots.

The dark hair male felt as the digit went deeper sliding against the inner walls of his body before the finger swirled around the rim the sensation causing him to gasp. Though it wasn't like it was with Kakashi's tongue before it still felt good. Another finger joined its brother gliding over the smooth tissue making it heat up from the stimulation making Itachi moan. It felt better than it should have and yet it was far from enough.

"Don't fool around. Do it."

"I have to or it will hurt." A breathy voice replied.

"I can handle it. Take me." Itachi reached up and tugged on the other's hair. To this Kakashi leaned down his face settled next to the teen's dark hair while his body came to lay on top of the smaller mans. The other instinctively bucked up to grind his cock against the hard abs of the leaf jounins body this had the fingers inside him graze his sweet spot as a groan followed and he rocked his hips urgently. A heavy sigh later a third finger entered him and started stretching him quickly skimping over trying to pleasure him versus getting the muscles to loosen up faster.

"Fuck me damn it." The younger ninja tried to sound authoritative, he mostly succeeded, though it only cause the body above him to rock against him several times then a pair of soft lips to lick and kiss their way across hiss neck. A increase in pressure had teeth sinking into Itachi's skin and the teen hissed as the jounin marked him. The fingers left his body.

"Spoiled Uchiha. You always get what you want." Dark eyes blink at the other's words but as Kakashi lifted his head his eyes were looking between their bodies to where their cocks, a twin pair of crimson appendages, hung before he gripped his own stroking it twice with a soft moan and prepared to squeeze it inbetween Itachi's plump cheeks.

"Wait." He placed a hand on Kakashi's shoulder bewildering the man as it was the brunette that practically begged to be taken only to ask the elder to stop.

"We can't do it with me on my back, it's bad for the fetus." Itachi pulled away twisting himself so that he laid on his side with his back to Kakashi lifting his one leg so it exposed his entrance. "Like this."

Kakashi stared at the other almost shocked and slightly annoyed. The expression didn't last long and with little thought on the matter he settled at the teen's back and pressed his cock against the soft yielding pucker. Without any interruption this time he slid inside getting as far as the head past the pink rim before stilling in pleasure. It felt so hot, so good. The slick muscles molded to him encasing him in a way that had him leaking precum before he could get any farther. Moaning loudly the older male pressed in, his shaft disappearing before his eyes into the tight hot warmth of Itachi's body. The jounin released his cock from his grip placing it on the teen's hip so he could slid all the way in. Settled in thigh to thigh Kakashi clenched his mismatched eyes shut and buried his face into the back of the brunette's head.

"Oh... Don't stop now." The Uchiha panted and the jounin realized the body next to him was trembling in his arms. The boy rocked back into him and they both moaned. To this the older male began a shallow rhythm getting use to both the position and tight body he plundered.

Itachi whimpered. His ass thoroughly on fire, but in a good way. His hands griped the pillow that his head laid on, partially turned into it. His moans got louder the longer they went on. With every inch of Kakashi that invaded his body, the sensitive inner walls burning from the arousing assault and retracted, the harder it became for the teen to breath. When the thrusts increased in force the brunette cried out as his prostrate was grazed once then struck sending tremors of pleasure over his body. He licked his dry lips and pushed back placing his open leg behind Kakashi entangling their legs so he could bounce against the thick erection entering him.

"Feels... so...oh...good." Itachi moaned out alternating between mewling and crying outright. It didn't matter that his cock laid neglected against the coarse sheets completely unstimulated, he felt his insides twist and burn building to a climax he felt was coming all too soon. He wanted to feel more of that hard heated flesh rip into him. He desired to have the cock trample his prostate continuously causing that delicious jolt of pleasure to race throughout his body and fizzle out only to repeat itself a second later. He loved being ravaged in a way Kakashi seemed to do without effort, attacking his pleasure points rousing him to a frenzy so that his body was aching for release but demanding to be raped more.

His cock leaked furiously dribbling onto the sheets and his skin grew hot and sticky. Their bodies were flushed and colored red sliding against one another with their combined sweat easing the movement. Itachi cried out at every thrust as Kakashi pounded against his prostate causing Itachi's rapid bucking to slow before dying out as he could do no more than moan into the pillow as his orgasm approached him. The jounin mercilessly pistioned into him groaning every so often with the soft massaging of the teen muscles making him buck harder and faster to greedily lap up the pleasurable friction. It was too hot, too tight felt too wonderful to last and once Itachi gave a high pitch wailed and tightened over his cock the silver hair male couldn't hold back and gave a few more powerful thrusts that had the bed slamming against the wall chipping it. All the brunette did was wail out louder quivering uncontrollably as he released over over his stomach and the unsuspecting bed below. As the clenching slick muscles of Itachi's insides died down the jounin stopped moving, the after shocks slowing to a standstill. He reached over to grab the teen's neglected arousal and squeezed it several times and the teen moaned weakly as the rest of his cum dripped onto the other's fingers. Kakashi brought his soiled fingers to his mouth and lapped up the sweet juices before the realization of what just happened crashed over him.

He had sex with Itachi again, even though he knew it was Itachi.

'Shit.'

The said teen unaware of the other man's internal dilemma pulled himself off of the softened cock inside him and turned around cuddling into the other's chest using his shoulder as a pillow.

"When I wake up I want to do it again." The teen declared before his breath evened out to a peaceful slumber unmindful of the cum slipping out from inside him. Kakashi was trying to fight a panic attack and debating on cutting off his dick. he knew he would never but he also knew at this point he couldn't deny Itachi sex. Which he really wanted to do, yet didn't.

"I'm so fucked."

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Forgive me if the sex near the end got crappy. It's 8 in the morning and I haven't been to sleep. Also overlook the typos for the same reason. Spell check can only help so much. But I go it out! I don't have plans to abandon any fics for the future but I'm a slow updater. Reviews stroke my ego and make me write more.