Sorry for the delay! School had me more preoccupied than I thought v.v;

This oneshot is for MoonXShowerX101. She wanted a TobixKiba shot. Who knew the pairing would be so popular.

Background info: For everyone else who wanted to know what happened behind the Kitchen door in "A Filler for Tobi".

Warning: M for sex. Nuff said ;).

Enjoy your shot of the day! (I do hope you all check out my bottom A/N :D)!

What Happened Behind Closed Doors

RECAP:

"Are you going to explain this to us or not?"

Kiba glanced at the two out of the corner of his eye, burped, set his plate down, and released a sigh full of contentment. "Itachi offered me a job here."

"And you said yes?" Oh yeah, Naruto was the book definition of confused right now.

Kiba scoffed. "It's only because he's paying me in kick ass food. If it weren't for that do you think I'd be sitting here?" when neither Naruto nor Sasuke spoke up, Kiba rolled his eyes and waved his hand in the air. "Oi, Tobi-san, another one of those cakes right here my man!"

"Coming~" Tobi bumped the door leading to the kitchen open with his hip. He was brimming with energy and excitement as he covered the distance between him and his new prey. Yes, that's right, Tobi thought of Kiba as prey…

"Oh sweet!" the brunette rubbed his hands together, eyes flashing with greed and hunger. Grabbing his fork, he eagerly dug into his meal. Kiba ignored the looks he was getting from both Naruto and Sasuke because honestly he wasn't going to deal with their lost expressions. He had his reasons, he answered their questions, and now it was time to pig out!

"Oh, I absolutely love seeing you enjoy your meal!" Tobi clapped his hands wildly.

"Who wouldn't love your food? Man you're a freaking genius!"

"I'm no genius!" he blushed from the flattery, his visible red eye sparkling with delight as he stepped into his next plan of attack. "But you know… its rather lonely being back in the kitchen with no one around. I'm always back there with cakes ready to be taste tested but no one to eat them." The man sighed, feigning sadness in his voice. "I would love to have some company around… to taste my creations."

"Dude," Kiba swallowed past the thick cake in his throat and smiled with teeth stained with frosting. "I'd totally keep you company back there! As long as you feed me cakes, I'm game for anything."

Oh my… Kiba would surely come to regret those words later on in his life.

End Of Recap

Kiba, like the foolish little doggie he was, followed the pastry chef into his domain—a.k.a the kitchen. What he thought was going to be a simple: "Here eat this!" "Okay!" was actually going to turn into the best—or worst depending on which side of the glass you're looking through—experience he ever had.

And really, you can't doubt that since Tobi is so skilled with his hands... hehe.

"Sit right here, Kiba-kun." Tobi pulled out a chair seated at the table, watching as his soon-to-be prey took a seat. He licked his lips thoroughly—though Kiba was completely oblivious to the gesture since Tobi was still masked. It had been way too long since Tobi had a chance like this; the chance to devour an innocent and unsuspecting person, in more ways than one. The man could feel his cock twitch as fantasies of all the lewd and alluring positions he could force the brunette into skittered into his mind...

Kiba, always the gullible idiot, was fighting off the river of drool that wanted to trail down his lips from just the thought of eating more delicious pastries. Apparently he had a cake fetish or something, who would have thought? Rubbing his hands together, Kiba was finding it harder and harder to keep still as he watched Tobi fetch a few cakes he had already made beforehand.

Excitement was buzzing through Tobi's veins with every step he took. Normally he was more controlled when approaching his target; choosing the right words, actions, and mannerisms to lull them into a false sense of security until the clothes came off. Around the brunette, though, he felt oddly... giddy. A feeling he usually forced rather than allow to come about naturally. His hands were shaking as he picked up a batch of chocolate eclairs he had made earlier. Why? Tobi honestly had no fucking clue, really, but he was happy that his mask was still in place to hide whatever emotions were probably seeping onto his face. They were still shaking as he crossed the short distance between him and the table to set the plate down. When the plate connected with the table, Tobi thought the shaking would cease. He had played it off as just the normal nervousness of having some stranger taste your creations—though even nervousness was a rare emotion Tobi barely experienced since he was extremely proud of his pastries and knew they tasted incredible. These feelings, however, Tobi was reluctant to admit it but they were pure anxiousness.

"Here you go!" Tobi said as cheerfully as possible. His visible eye was solely focused on the brunette, watching every little thing he did. The way Kiba's eyes would brighten as he stared at the cake. How fast his hands came in contact with the french pastry—which was pretty damn fast; like lightning. And the way Kiba's dog-like canines would sink into the pastry, taking his sweet time to savor the pastry as he broke off a piece of it in his mouth. Tobi swallowed past the large lump that had formed in his throat while watching Kiba—in his mind—seductively finish off the eclair. Damn it... why was Kiba so fucking irresistible without even trying?

Kiba, still unaware, innocently flicked out his tongue to lick up a drop of chocolate icing on the corner of his lip. Once chocolate made contact with his tongue, Kiba's eyes automatically shut and a moan of pure bliss escaped his throat. He had to admit that Tobi was a fucking genius when it came to baking! It was like he had Midas' hands and everything he touched turned to gold. The eclair was delicious, the taste of the cream still lingered in his mouth; smooth and sweet. Chocolate from the eclair still had his tastebuds exploding like little firecrackers here and there.

'So freaking delicious...' he thought as he licked and sucked off his fingers—trying to get more of the taste into his mouth. Little did he know that Tobi was watching every move he made, getting more and more turned on as Kiba's innocent gestures were stirring the big ol' pot of dirty fantasies inside the man's head. "Ah, I'm sorry, Tobi-sama." Tobi-sama, really Kiba? Anywho, Kiba looked up from the plate he had started licking clean and smiled brightly at the masked man. "That eclair was too good! You're fucking skilled, dude!"

Tobi praised the Lord that his mask hid the uncharacteristic blush that had come to overtake his face. Wait, blushing? Tobi's eyes widened considerably as he felt the unfamiliar heat crawl against his skin. 'I don't blush.' it's true, the man was impervious to blushing... until today that is! Now he really wanted to take the brunette—in more ways than one. He wanted to monopolize Kiba; his body, his mind, his heart, because the curiosity of why this kid could make him feel such foreign emotions was too hard to ignore. Now you must understand guys that Tobi has a sort of... system—if you will—in getting who and what he wants. Lure them in, coax, and then attack. Normally it was a long process depending on his mood and how horny he was at the moment, but it seemed that Kiba would be the exception to his philosophy.

Lucky Kiba, huh?

"I'm so glad you liked it!" he allowed all the cheeriness to seep into his words, enjoying how much Kiba's smile brightened hearing him say that. "Would you like to try my parfait next? I've been meaning to get one of the other employees to try it but..."

"Dude! Lay it on me!" bouncing up and down in his seat, Kiba would have been an idiot to say no to one of Tobi-sama's (Liking the sound of that?) creations.

A devilish smile crept onto Tobi's face as he went to get his 'specially made' parfait. Oh yes, he would most definitely lay it on Kiba... with pleasure.

+Conspiracy+

"Ne... Tobi-sama..."

Tobi turned his head, turning his attention away from stirring the batter he was working on. His visible eye lighted up with excitement, heat flowing through his body rapidly, as he stared at Kiba's flushed face. The brunette was panting heavily, mouth slightly ajar and eyes half-lidded. The aphrodisiac Tobi had slipped into the parfait earlier was doing it's job splendidly. Working fast and well, the raven-haired man could see that in just a few more seconds... he would have Kiba completely. Licking his lips in anticipation, Tobi unfastened his apron and hung it carefully over a near by coat rack. He took slow, deliberate, steps advancing towards the drugged teen, eyes shining like a predator as he stalked closer and closer to his prey.

"Yes?" he asked quizzically. "What is it, Kiba-kun? You look rather... hot."

"Hot... so hot..." the brunette panted. Kiba's cheek was pressed firmly against the round table top as his body's temperature just kept on rising and rising higher and higher. 'What's... wrong with me?' he felt so hot. His heart was pounding loudly against his ribcage. It was so damn hot... he really wanted out of his clothes... Somehow his jittery fingers had found their way to the buttons of his shirt; trying, and failing, to pull them apart.

Tobi watched with hidden amusement as the brunette tried to take off his shirt, a wicked smile plastered happily on his face. Now this was one hell of a sight to see. The brunette truly had no idea how sexy he was like this; a panting hot mess. Tobi's hands were twitching and itching to touch and explore all that skin Kiba was trying to expose. To drive the brunette absolutely insane with pleasure was what Tobi aimed for. And as the distance between the two began to grow smaller and smaller... Tobi couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Let me help." he purred, pulling Kiba's hands away from the buttons so he could do them himself. He took his sweet time, though, taking sneak peeks every once in a while at Kiba's face. Chocolate brown, watery, and half-lidded eyes stared down at him in what seemed to be confusion. Though, since Kiba never really made an effort to stop him, Tobi kept going with his slow and tortuous process of taking off the brunette's shirt. Once all the buttons were undone, Tobi carefully slid the shirt off Kiba's shoulders, taking a few extra seconds to allow his fingers to brush against the newly exposed skin before him. Kiba hissed slightly, a lot more sensitive now because of the drug coursing through his veins.

It was like his skin was on fire, and everywhere Tobi was touching caused a jolt to dance up his spine. 'Feels weird...' His forehead came to rest on Tobi's shoulder, his breath tickling the man's exposed neck. Suddenly he wondered what exactly Tobi looked like underneath his mask—rather than being concerned that he as being molested right now. As Tobi was massaging his sides, causing low moans to escape the brunette's mouth, Kiba's trembling fingers worked their way around Tobi's head, searching for that strap connected to the man's mask so he could rip it off. He really, really, wanted to see what Tobi looked like...

What he wasn't aware off (funny, Kiba's not aware of a lot of things...) was that Tobi had a certain... fetish, if you will, for people playing with his hair. And since the strap for his mask was placed in his hair, Kiba's fingers had to tug and pull at midnight tresses to get to it. Such actions made it harder and harder for Tobi to concentrate on his explorations and ministrations of Kiba's chest. A soft gasp escape his lips as Kiba gave an extremely hard tug at his locks in an attempt to pull of his mask.

Tobi gave a rather squeeze to Kiba's sides, causing the brunette to jump slightly; squealing. "Naughty boy..." he purred, gently massaging Kiba's taut, tanned stomach. "Who said you could take off my mask?"

Kiba scrunched his eyebrows, his mind was still too clouded with the heat, passion, and confusion to make sense of the question. Instead his hands went back to their original mission: Taking off Tobi's mask. "Off... your mask." he panted, finally coming into contact with the mask's strap. He tugged and he pulled, trying to slip off the orange mask.

The masked man chuckled in amusement, watching Kiba's face scrunch up in pure concentration as he fumbled attempting to get off his mask. If Tobi was with anyone else other than the cute little brunette in his arms, he would have never allowed them to touch his mask—or even attempt to take it off. But, as mentioned before, Kiba made Tobi feel... different. Yeah he still wanted to fuck the daylights out of Kiba but he decided that the brunette seeing his true face wasn't a bad thing. Deciding that his little puppy had suffered long enough, Tobi stopped his stroking and reached for the strap to his mask, effectively slipping it off his face and chucking it to God knows where. Immediately dark wisps of hair fell down and brushed his shoulder, falling along to touch his back. Kiba swallowed audibly, feelings his cock twitch slightly at finally being able to see Tobi's face...

The man was hot.

"Speechless, huh?" Tobi smirked and leaned down to press a hard kiss on the brunette's jugular. He sucked roughly before biting down on the unmarked skin, a shiver running down his spine. "I can make you scream... moan... beg." Tobi kissed up the brunette's neck, up to his ear, where his tongue slunk out and sensually prodded in and out, in and out, lick, lick, and then bit down on Kiba's ear. Kiba gasped, another jolt streaking down his spine. Who knew one of his pleasure spot were his ears? Go figure.

"Say my name, Kiba-kun." Tobi purred. His devilish fingers had found their way to Kiba's pert, brown nipples. Tobi was such a tease, really. Though he knew if he waited any longer he was going to explode. Kiba was such a mess in his arms. Face completely flushed, brown eyes clouded with lust, mouth half-opened trying desperately to cling for air... Our used-to-be-masked sex fiend was surprised he could repress his urges to just fuck the teen senseless right here and now. Oh but it would be so wrong to just strip Kiba of his virginity so fast and so soon...

That didn't mean it wasn't any less tempting, though.

"T-Tobi-sama..." by now Kiba's brain was a pile of melted goo and his body was purely driven by pleasure and instinct now—never really a bad thing.

"Not like that. Call me Madara-sama."

Kiba was all sorts of embarrassed now not to mention extremely annoyed that Tobi was only teasing him so far and had not even touched his weeping cock yet. Oh no, Kiba would not have any of that if his lust-deluded mind had anything to say about it! He gripped Tobi's midnight locks firmly and brought their lips together in a fiery, passionate kiss. Sloppy tongues curled together, teeth nipped and gnashed, moans were swallowed one by one. When they parted, Kiba was smirking rather lopsidedly at the faint blush scarring Madara's cheeks...

Needless to say Madara's resolve melted quicker than butter on a frying pan.

Hot kisses trailed from the brunette's neck, down his collarbone, and latched onto one of the brunette's nipple. Madara sucked harshly at the brown little nub, Kiba arching into his touch. Sucking and biting and nipping at the brown nub while his free hand was currently pinching Kiba's unattended nipple, Madara finally pulled back—a thin strand of saliva connecting his lips and Kiba's nipple—with a mighty smirk on his face. The two nubs were standing at attention, one coated in saliva and another properly over sensitive from its brutal pinching session.

The 'poor', tortured, brunette was finding it harder and harder to suck in air. Tobi's kisses along his stomach, down to his pelvis where he could feel the harsh bite of teeth sinking into his flesh, left him dazed and wanting more... Logical reasoning be damned! Kiba wanted to be fucked, and he wanted Madara's cock now! Just as he was about to open his mouth begging to be screwed, a warm mouth wrapped around his member changing his words into strangle screams as Madara slowly sucked his cock. His hips bucked sporadically as moans and whimpers dribbled out of his mouth in tumbled threads. God... Tobi's mouth was so hot. And if it wasn't that, Tobi had started to play with his testicles and increase the pacing of his sucking. All Kiba could do was lay back, enjoy it, and hopefully cum in pure bliss...

But obviously Tobi would have none of that. He wanted some pleasure too. Smirking, he pulled back from Kiba's saliva-slicked cock, a grin of amusement plastered on his face as Kiba's whimpers hit his ears. 'I'm truly spoiling him now.' he thought with a chuckle as he eased Kiba off the counter and lead him to a chair where he sat down and brought his puppy to his knees in front of his impressive bulge.

"Suck it." he commanded gently, running his fingers through Kiba's spiky locks. He saw the moment of hesitation and slight fear dash through the brunette's eyes. Nothing a simply tug of the hair couldn't fix, and soon Kiba had pulled down that annoying zipper and underwear, freeing Tobi's weeping cock, and started to suck on it.

His tongue teasingly licked the tip of Tobi's cock, the saltiness of his pre-cum sending sparks up and down Kiba's tongue. Then, the brunette dragged his tongue slowly from the top all the way to the base of the man's cock, leaving gentle nips here and there. Tobi's soft grunts and husky words of encouragement made Kiba try ten times harder to please Madara—that, and made his cock twitch painfully slow.

Kissing his way back to the tip, Kiba slowly engulfed Tobi inch by inch. It was hard, at first, and he had to fight off the urge to gag. But after taking a few, deep breaths from his nose, Kiba had managed to engulf most of Tobi's cock and started to devour it greedily. Tobi's hips snapped up wildly, his whole body shaking from the pleasure coursing through his system a mile a minute. His eyes rolled in the back of his head as Kiba just kept sucking and sucking on him, faster and faster, until he thought he was going to explode into that hot little mouth.

"Oh God yes..." he moaned, feeling himself dancing closer and closer to the edge. And he would have too, if he didn't remember the fact that he wanted to come inside Kiba's tight little ass rather than his hot mouth. But damn it... Kiba's face looked way too hot to be legal. No, no. Kiba was going to get fucked and that's final! Reluctantly, he pulled his puppy off his cock—much to the annoyance of Kiba—and brought the brunette onto his lap for a passionate, but lazy kiss. Their tongues touched and glided against one another smoothly. The passion and need was there, but it was more controlled than anything else.

When Tobi pulled back, he smiled at the flushed and dazed face of his soon-to-be-lover and pressed a kiss on the brunette's forehead. "Here," he raised three fingers up to Kiba's lips, "suck on them."

Kiba stared at the delicious looking digits for a few seconds before opening his mouth and taking them in to the knuckles. He figured it was sort of like sucking on Tobi's cock, so he swirled his tongue around the digits, coating them heavily with saliva and sucked on them as he would if it was Tobi's member in his mouth.

Tobi sat back in the chair, smiling crookedly as he watched his playmate suck on his fingers so... dirtily. It was extremely erotic and left the man wanting to be inside of Kiba even more. Pulling his fingers out of Kiba's mouth, he lead them to a different opening—a tight ring of muscle that he would soon be plunging into over and over again.

His index finger lazily circled the flesh, causing Kiba to gasp and buck his hips a little when that lazy finger pushed through his entrance. It was quite painful, to be honest. And if this was what one finger felt like, Kiba wasn't too sure if he wanted Tobi's cock after all... Well, too bad. We're not going to stop now!

"Sorry if this hurts a little." Tobi kissed the brunette's cheek, feeling a little guilty that Kiba was gasping in pain rather than pleasure, but he'd fix that soon. Moving his finger around, he prodded and prodded until he found that bundle of nerves that would...

"Ahh! Again!" Oh, Tobi is good.

Smirking, Tobi added another finger and started to scissor the boy. The little puppy that was once groaning and on the verge of painful tears was now bucking into his touch, asking for more than just two fingers repeatedly abusing his prostrate. Finally, a third finger was added, all three fingers now buried into Kiba's entrance to the knuckle. Kiba's hot breath ghosted along Tobi's neck as the brunette clung to the man for dear life. Those fingers felt terribly good inside of him, thrusting in and out—always striking his pleasure spot that left him panting with a slight trail of drool dribbling down his lips. Sadly, Tobi pulled his fingers out all too soon, but there were greater—and a hell of a lot more pleasurable—things to come.

Madara smirked widely as he pressed the tip of his cock at Kiba's entrance, watching the brunette's eyes widen considerably at the added pressure. "Now, now. No need to be frightened." he leaned it and nipped at Kiba's ear. "I'll promise to be gentle." he forgot to add "to an extent". Without much warning, Tobi grabbed Kiba's hips and slammed the boy down on his cock. A scream ripped itself out of Kiba's throat, tears clouding the sides of his eyes, at the sudden intrusion.

"Y-You bastard!" he panted, shooting a weak and ineffective glare at Tobi. "You said... y-you'd be gentle!"

"Oops," and there's that sexy and devilish smirk again. Gripping Kiba's hips tightly, Tobi pulled back ever-so-slightly until just the tip was left before snapping right back in again. Another scream tumbled out of Kiba's mouth, along with moans and curses that only turned Tobi on even more. Kiba's screams and moans were the sinful music they danced too, their bodies slapping together the bass, and Tobi's ever so soft grunts the steady drumbeat. He was allowing himself to lose more and more control as he pounded into Kiba's ass over and over again. Kiba's insides were so hot... They sucked up Tobi's cock greedily, and damn if Kiba kept on moaning for more like that...

Tobi swiftly got off from the chair and laid Kiba flat out against the table. Kiba looked at him with half-lidded and lust filled eyes, obviously confused as to why their love making had stopped!

"Just changing positions as all." Tobi grinned like the Cheshire Cat as he brought Kiba's legs over his shoulder and started to thrust into him again with warning.

"F-Fuck!" Kiba screamed, eyes rolling to the back of his head as Tobi continued to mercilessly fuck him. He felt so damn good. Fireworks were exploding all over his body. The heat was rising and rising to unbearable heights but all Kiba could scream was "More, more, fuck... harder!" Tobi was driving him literally insane and he loved every fucking moment of it.

They were both coming closer and closer to the edge. Tobi's thrusts were a lot more rabid—faster and brutal as he found himself about to tip over...

Kiba's hips bucked in time to Tobi's thrusts...

Moans and grunts, panted breaths, mingled in the enclosed air...

Kiba clawed at the mans' back as he felt his orgasm rip through him suddenly. "M-Madara!" he moaned as his cum splattered against his chest. The brunette's inner walls tightened around Tobi's cock, pushing the man over the edge as he screamed his partner's name—his hot essence filling Kiba up to the brim. Tobi's hips still bucked as he rode out his orgasm, finally slowing down when Tobi collapsed on to Kiba's heaving chest.

That... was... amazing.

Tobi never felt such animal instinct, such need, to be inside someone before so badly. What was so different this time? Was it because his partner was younger this time or perhaps the fact that it was simply fresh bait this time? Tobi couldn't wrap his mind around the answer for the life of him, but when Kiba wrapped his arms around Tobi's shoulder and lightly kissed him on the neck... Tobi knew.

"So cute," he chuckled as he scooped the brunette in his arms. And really, when you have someone so adorable in your possession, you just can't end things without going round two... or three... or four, right? "You know... I have this new whipped cream I'd like you to try out for me." he smirked widely as a blush started to creep onto Kiba's face—so the brunette knew where he was going with this after all.

Of course, Kiba could never say no to whip cream...

The End You've Already Read

"You're freaking cheating!" Naruto threw his cards on the table in a huff and crossed his arms over his naked torso. 'I am never playing Strip Poker again!'

"It's not my fault you suck ass at this game." Sasori shrugged his shoulders, throwing a snide grin Gaara's way. The twin sand devils were apparently quite skilled in this game and had made it a challenge to see which one of them could have Naruto stripped first. Gaara mainly wanted to see Naruto naked to poke at Sasuke and to use as blackmail. And Sasori merely wished to see the blonde go totally spastic over an issue that wasn't that big of a deal.

"Fuck this, I'm done!" Naruto puffed out his bottom lip; resting his head on Sasuke's clothed shoulder. Of course everyone was out to get him naked just for the hell of it. Even Sasuke had turned on him once or twice. That was something he wasn't going to forget the next time the raven wanted to get intimate.

Just as Sasori was about to make a retort, the kitchen door flew open and out walked a disheveled Kiba. His pants were unzipped, giving everyone a nice view of his boxers, and they were hanging low off his hips. He no longer wore his shirt, and there were slight traces of cream located around his belly button and chest area. Kiba's normally shaggy hair was especially messy; sticking out every which way like it was trying to crawl for the sun.

And his face… his face was a rosy pink color that stained his cheeks and brought out his glossy, brown eyes.

Tobi stepped out next, a victorious smirk on his now revealed face. Naruto's jaw dropped along with Sasuke's grip on his cards at the sight of Tobi's face. The dude was handsome. He had long black hair that reached a little past his shoulders; a few pieces of hair stuck out like spikes that defied the laws of gravity. Scarlet red eyes looked even more dazzling against his pale skin.

All earlier thoughts of how gruesome and grotesque the man most have looked flew out the window. No one else looked surprised, oddly enough. So they turned back around to finish their game without Naruto or Sasuke.

"So I should definitely go with the mangos, right?" Tobi purred, bringing his arm around Kiba's waist.

"Yeah… Yeah mangos are good…Madara-sama." Kiba was in a purple haze, clouded with lust and still high from his core-shattering orgasm. What happened behind those swinging doors would stay behind those swinging doors no matter how much Naruto tried to badger out of him.

"Teme…"

"Hn," Sasuke threaded his fingers with Naruto's. His mind was idly wavering between how weird it was seeing Tobi so intimate with Kiba and how weirder it was to see Kiba call the man by Madara-sama.

"I'm starting to think that there's more to Tobi then meet's the eye."

Sasuke merely cocked an eyebrow. "No really?"

Tobi will always remain a mystery…

Hope you enjoyed your shot, MoonXShadowX101! And for all you perverts out there I hope you enjoyed this too ;).

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1) Halloween is coming! And I'm thinking of doing some Halloween shots for the month of October. Also some Christmas shots for the month of December. Have any ideas? Send them in :). The sooner I get them the better.

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Until next time my lovely friends! Let us hope School doesn't seperate us anymore :).