namvd , sara, vicky, StellaxYaoixYurixLove, Jenny-Poloni777 - It's been... years since I last tried to finish this story. I'm sorry. You're probably all gone, reading some good stuff, but you, my conscious and reviews from people who still want to read it made me get myself together. Thank you for being there at some point, reading and reviewing.
Three more chapters ahead. Please enjoy.
Chapter 13 of 15
Iruka didn't know what ended his sleep. Maybe it was the crushing weight on his back suffocating him, maybe it was the throbbing pain in his lower back. It also could have been from that overwhelming heat that made him sweat so much. Whatever the reason it wasn't the most comfortable way to wake up. He was sticky between his legs… and quite sore.
Then he felt someone's nose nuzzle his hair and all that discomfort has been replaced by a wave of lust and giddiness he always felt after getting laid.
Kakashi was obviously still asleep. The sky outside the window was glowing with red hue informing Iruka that it was getting late. He tried to move, but Kakashi's hold on him tightened, keeping him in place. His pants were still pulled down around his thighs, trapping his legs and he could feel hot pressure of hardening flash between his buttocks. Kakashi's hips moved slightly seeking more friction but the man didn't wake up.
Iruka needed to get up and leave. He needed to think and decide what to do after what he had done. What they did was with mutual consent but it didn't mean that Kakashi would be alright with it. He was wonderful and handled Iruka with care but even if it seemed romantic the reality was much more prosaic. Kakashi was a man who took what he wanted and when he wanted it. That was all. He would probably prefer Iruka leaving. Waking up together with all this mess practically gluing them together would be extremely awkward.
Then he thought about his mission and how he wasted his chance to talk to Claus. He needed to plan their next move with Shikamaru. Their time was running out. Hitler was in the Wolfsshanze and Werner, Claus' adjutant was already waiting for his boss' arrival. Everything was going to change after that. It didn't matter whether the planned assassination would succeed or not. Whatever happened after that night Iruka would still have to flee the country.
He would never see Kakashi again.
He moved as subtly as he could but his every motion only stirred Kakashi's desire even more. Bony hips moved forward again and the rapidly hardening length slid between Iruka's thighs, rubbing over his entrance. Poor brunet shoved his fist into his mouth to stifle a whimper. His own manhood responded instantly and he wasn't so sure about leaving anymore. The man lying on top of him started to move more rhythmically and his breathing was becoming heavier. So was Iruka's. He was becoming insanely aroused and it was happening so fast it made him dizzy. He tried to move his thighs apart to let Kakashi in, but his legs were tangled in his trousers and the weight pinning him down was too much. His vision was blurring. The hot throbbing organ was moving in the small crack created by the Colonel's cheeks and thighs, the wet, leaking head rubbing over the back of Iruka's balls and prodding at that sensitive skin between them and his entrance. He couldn't take it anymore. He was already on the verge of coming but even though he was still uncomfortably sore from their earlier round, he still wanted to have Kakashi inside of him.
"Kakashi…"
"Damn it, Ruka, you smell so good."
"Kakashi…?"
"Please Ruka… Please, let me just… I'm so close…"
"No, wait… stop…"
The pained growl escaped the general's throat but surprisingly he did stop, panting into Iruka's mussed hair. Then he took a deep breath to calm himself down and lifted up his hip, releasing his member from its heavenly confinement.
"Good…" Iruka's voice was low, hoarse, and so heavy with need that it almost made Kakashi finish on the spot. Using that ounce of freedom Kakashi provided the smaller man kicked his breaches lower and spread his legs.
"Now…" Kakashi's mind didn't even register the word or the urgency in the desperate voice. Iruka, frustrated and impatient lifted his rear to rub it over the man above him. Just to make sure that Kakashi understood he also reached his hand to the back and grabbed the General's pale buttock, pulling him closer.
"Do it Kakashi…"
The silver haired man whimpered pitifully as he slid into that unimaginable pleasure engulfing his cock once again. Iruka was still slick and tight and felt so good it made Kakashi's eyes roll back, his muscles constrict and brain shut off. There was no consciousness beyond that point, just a blissful feeling of completely possessingthat one thing he craved more than air to breath. He heard himself repeating half coherent words of affection, curses and Iruka's name. He wanted to stop but couldn't until his teeth sank in that swarthy skin with a newly discovered hunger. His lips closed over the bruise, not minding the sweet and tangy taste of blood. He sucked until Iruka's soft whimpers made him stop.
"Mine."
The mark was big, red and beautiful. Kakashi pulled out of Iruka almost completely and rammed back in again and again until he couldn't even control his moves.
"You're so fucking mine." Iruka started to come sobbing, with the general's name on his parted lips and his cock buried deep in his body, rubbing over that spot that made the Colonel see stars. He bit into the arm rest cushion to silence himself but Kakashi had none of it. He pulled Iruka's head back and thrust two long pale fingers between his parted lips, moving them over the wet tongue, letting him suck the digits moving in rhythm with the hotness throbbing in his insides. His body tensed and he couldn't help but thrust up, squeezing his legs and muscles again, almost immobilizing Kakashi in him. All he could hear was blood pulsing through his whole body, completely tuning any sounds making by his partner. Kakashi was still again, his heavy weight once more covered him like a sweaty blanket of pale skin and strong muscles. His cock was still twitching between Iruka's tawny cheeks resting in the slick comfort of milky white wetness, slowly softening and retreating from the welcoming body of his lover.
Shivers still coursed through Kakashi's body keeping him in the aftermath of the most pleasurable orgasm he ever had. Now that his senses were slowly coming back to him he wanted to touch Iruka. His hands moved and he felt his fingers sliding out of the hot cavern. They throbbed, looking red and swollen. Apparently Iruka had bitten him, but the pain didn't reach his brain just yet. It had no chance with the overwhelming assault of pleasure still ruling over the silver haired man's mind and body. The hand wandered down, over the two tanned globes of pure perfection and slid between them traveling down, straight to small puckered hole still twitching invitingly, spilling semen over the cautions of his couch.
Kakashi watched, fascinated as his finger slid past the sperm and disappeared in Iruka. He drank in his partner's every gasp and whimper, every move of muscles, inside and outside. He wanted to see his face. Reluctantly his finger abandoned Iruka's hole.
"Turn around."
"Mmmm..." Iruka was not quite there yet, not enough to talk at least. But he let Kakashi to turn him onto his back, making him lie in a small sticky puddle of his own release. He almost smiled feeling that persisting pale hand coming back to his abused backside, this time sneaking from the front, tickling his spent cock and sack on its way. It was strange how Iruka didn't mind. It was invading and violating but he couldn't stop his body from loving every second of being taken by that enigmatic man. The way Kakashi was looking at him made him feel like an Übermensch himself. He tried to remember that Kakashi was his enemy. He wanted to think of his mission, and shelter his heart from being torn apart but then Kakashi's lips were on his in the softest and gentlest kiss they have ever shared and one of those fingers he sucked, and almost bitten off while lost in passion, was drilling its way back into his body, making him so completely owned he wanted to scream.
"Kakashi…" He wanted to be owned by Kakashi.
"Shhhh… don't say anything. Let me touch you."
The brunet took a deep breath and tried to breath normally while Kakashi busied himself with kissing every inch of Iruka he could reach.
"I'm so glad you agreed to come in for a drink." Kakashi murmured the words lazily between licks and kisses.
"Mmmm… And where's my drink?"
The mop of silver heir raised from Iruka's stomach and two pairs on tired eyes met.
"Well…. You yelled at me and I got distracted. I was planning on… making you dinner and then having a drink and a… bruderschaft… though I just really wanted to kiss you. Can I kiss you?"
Kakashi did, not waiting for an answer.
"Mmmm… delicious. You taste like strawberries."
Iruka burst out laughing. "I don't taste like strawberries. I didn't drink the stewed fruit. You did. And I still remember that you spit it on me."
"You kicked me!" Kakashi's voice even after sex still managed to reach those high tones he always produced while whining.
"Because you were getting on my nerves!"
"I was just trying to get your attention!"
"What are you? Six?"
"Yes. On scale from one to five."
Iruka snorted. "Of stupidity, maybe…."
"You're ungrateful. I have never, in my entire life, had to court someone for so painfully long! Not even any woman."
Iruka sputtered.
"You.. you were courting me? When?"
"Are you kidding me? I was doing it from the start."
"You're so full of s-" Kakashi silenced him with another kiss.
"Don't talk to me like that. I have been courting you for weeks! I even had your picture in my office…"
"To throw darts at it!" Iruka shoot a nasty glare at his lover but with his sexy hair and lips threatening with a smile the intimidating effect was totally ruined.
"Were there any holes in it? Besides, we went to dates."
"Like when? When I asked you out to dinner? It wasn't a date and I believe I've made it quite clear."
Kakashi rolled his eyes. "Like in the theatre…"
"It was a freaking accident."
"Oh please, you're not telling me you believed that? I expected more from someone of your profession. I had to buy four tickets to pull it off!"
"Jesus, Kakashi…"
"And I even bought you flowers! I've never bought flowers for anyone except my mother! And that was when I was five."
"Oh, thank you for reminding me about that stunt! I almost forgot how you humiliated me in my place of work."
"Humiliated you? With flowers? Flowers are supposed to be romantic."
"No, I'm pretty sure they were supposed to piss me off and they worked just perfectly. I was ready to strangle you."
"You wouldn't strangle me." Kakashi nuzzled Iruka's neck, kissing and nipping. "You like me, right?"
"I do." Kakashi moaned shamelessly when a pair of tanned arms circled his shoulders and pulled him close. "Though I swear I have truly no idea why."
Kakashi buried his face in Iruka's neck, enjoying the touch of those wonderful hands in his silver hair.
"Because I'm handsome."
"You think I'm that shallow?" One of the 'wonderful hands' slapped the back of the general's head, making him smile stupidly into Iruka's shoulder.
"You hit your superior officer. You can be court martialled for such an insolence."
"Don't provoke me."
The taller man lifted his head and looked down at his obsession.
"I have to. Otherwise you ignore me."
For a moment there some unknown emotion tightened Iruka's throat.
"You're not that easy to ignore, general."
"General? You were calling me by my first name just few minutes ago. What changed?"
The younger man couldn't stand the intensity in the single grey eye and turned his head to the side, catching the last rays of the setting sun disappearing over the horizon.
"I should go."
"Where?" Kakashi pressed his weight more onto the man sprawled beneath him, pinning him down.
"Out of here. I didn't mean to wake you up."
"So, you were trying to escape."
"I assumed you would rather if I was gone when you wake up…"
"You're not a girl, Iruka. Don't think of yourself like that."
"What the hell do you mean?" Yes, Iruka was aware that he was not a woman and that there were things he would never be able to offer to Kakashi, but to rub it in like that, just after what they did a moment ago was really low. "Get off me."
Kakashi just pinned him even more firmly and immobilized Iruka's hands trying to push him off.
"What I mean is that you are not some woman. You're not someone I can just fuck because I feel like it. You're a man. I could be shoot for that. And you're not just any man either. You're a high rank German officer. Just few days ago I risked everything, my reputation and my career, making a fool of myself in front of the Berlin's finest crowd, following you around like a lost puppy. And in front of the admiral! Even my best friend believes I've lost my mind. If you think I did all that just to get laid than you must really take me for a complete wacko."
"I do. So I don't understand what you mean."
"I mean that I want you here. And you're not leaving me, ever."
"What?"
"You're driving me crazy. And now I finally have you where I want you. I'm not letting you go."
"Kakashi! I have to go back to my quarters."
"Tomorrow we'll go together to pick some clothes for you to change."
"I'm not staying! And I'm not going to work in dirty clothes! This is crazy. Let me go."
"No."
Iruka's face turned red from anger. So that's how it was going to be? Kakashi was really going to force him to stay?
"And what are you going to do to stop me? Cuff me to the bedpost and then what? Rape me?"
Damn but Iruka was so breathtakingly beautiful when angry!
"If I have to…"
The strain left Iruka's muscles. It was gone together with the brightness from his eyes and the blush… The man looked hurt, disappointed, beaten. He turned his face away refusing to look at his captor.
Not having those brown eyes trained on him was frustrating. Kakashi noticed eloquently that he didn't like when Iruka ignored him. He wanted Iruka's full attention and hands on himself!
"Ruka…"
The Colonel didn't even blink. He just lied there with his head turned away, staring at the window with unseeing eyes, trying to hold back tears. What was he thinking? Kakashi was who he was and Iruka knew it from the start. Should he struggle, Kakashi would surely beat him up or kill him. He froze when a sudden thought hit him. Would his body react and betray him? Would it respond to Kakashi's unwanted attention?
"Iruka…"
Kakashi nuzzled his neck again and felt the man's body strain like a guitar string. It was all wrong.
"Come on… Iruka… please look at me…" He really needed to see Iruka's eyes. He needed to feel him relax. He wanted to hold him in his arms and know that the lovely creature loved it. In general Iruka being pissed was fun but this was different. Iruka wasn't furious. He was… sad.
"Don't be sad… I'll do whatever you want, just don't do that... Be angry, kick me, whatever just…"
"I want to go home. Let me go."
Kakashi reluctantly let go of Iruka's wrists and heaved himself up, pulling up his pants in the process. Iruka jumped to his feet, already fixing his own uniform. Very slowly gears in Kakashi's head started to move and the realization dawned on him.
"Are you really going to leave?" He would be left alone in his apartment, while Iruka was somewhere else… It didn't make any sense. He moved forward and wrapped Iruka in his arms, but the smaller man squirmed away and planted his fist in Kakashi's face.
Iruka knew he was weaker than Kakashi and that a punch would only anger the man more. Angry Kakashi was even more likely to force him into submission so, all in all, hitting the man was a bad move and a wrong decision. Iruka was aware of that, but his temper as always flared around that irritating man, making Iruka lose all patience. His fist stung painfully form the punch he lay on the handsome face of his superior.
"Auch…?" There was only confusion in Kakashi's voice. Never in his life had he felt so helpless. Iruka was right in front of him in his breaches and suspenders. His hair was still lose and he looked gorgeous. Kakashi just wanted to touch him.
Chocolate brown eyes widened impossibly at the irritatingly cute man who two minutes earlier scared Iruka to death. He expected to be hit back. He knew he stood no chance against the taller man. Kakashi was strong and he was a trained killer, while Iruka spent most of his time behind a desk!
The Colonel's heart was slowing down with every beat as it appeared more and more clearly that Kakashi was not going to kill him. At least not just yet. It was his chance. He moved around the room, furiously looking for his jacket avoiding looking at the silent General.
He stopped his searching when he realised that what he was looking for was in the other man's hands, pressed to his pale face. Kakashi's nose was buried in the inside lining, hungrily taking in all the smell he could find lingering on the fabric.
"Can I have my jacket, please?"
He met the lone grey eye and tried to read something from it. He was sure that his own fear and anger were written all over his scarred face but Kakashi gave away nothing.
"I thought you would stay after you hit me…"
"My jacket?" The general's bony shoulders sagged.
"What did I say?"
"Only that you would imprison me here and rape me. If that was your idea of a joke it was not your finest."
"I do and say stupid things all the time… I thought you knew..."
Suddenly it wasn't anger bubbling in Iruka, nor confusion.
He felt like an idiot. Kakashi's earlier words reverberated in his head. This man wanted him so much that he risked his reputation and career just to kneel at his feet in the middle of a freaking party. The fearless General, known for squashing every person that stood in a way of his goals, the man who singlehandedly ruined Orochimaru without second though, that man stood now before Iruka, taking shit from him without word just to make him stay. And Iruka found himself wanting to stay more than anything else. It was July already. The planned assassination on Hitler was getting more and more real and after that Iruka would either die or flee the country. All he had were those few and far between moments they would be able to steal in the next few days.
His feet brought him closer to the confusing man and ripped the jacket from his hands.
"Please don't…" Kakashi didn't manage to finish his protests because the precious garment was replaced instantly by something far better.
When the heavenly smell had been taken away from him, Kakashi was sure that Iruka was going to take his jacket and leave, but then the jacket was on the floor and he had his arms full of Iruka.
"Ruka…" He moaned softly burying his face in soft chocolate locks. Iruka always smelled great, but after their earlier activity the smell was so much better, so much more intense and musky, so much more arousing. He squeezed the smaller body close to his chest and basked in the feeling of the arms willingly circling his torso and head resting on his chest. It was bliss.
"If you ever scare me like that again I'll fucking shoot you."
Kakashi just squeezed him tighter.
…
Fromm's party was a great success. Berlin still buzzed about the mysterious and dashing newly appointed general, who dethroned the infamous Orochimaru. People talked and asked about him, turning him into some party animal. Gertrude couldn't be happier about it. She was now practically known as Hatake's fiancé and she never bothered to correct anyone who believed that. In the last few weeks Kakashi agreed to meet her twice, both times in public, one in the theatre and then on the ball. Unfortunately, both meetings, as promising as they may have seemed, had been ruined by the same person.
She honestly tried to not think about it, but something in Kakashi's interactions with the chief of the counterespionage department made her feel restless and annoyed. Something just wasn't right with that situation. Hatake was a serious man, devoted to his work and very dangerous. He valued his time and wouldn't waste it on people he hated. Had someone step on his toe, he would ruin the person in question. Meanwhile that brat from the CI was obviously toying with Kakashi.
Their fights were legendary by now, but when she had actually seen them together they were far from fighting. Kakashi was teasing the man I a playful way, getting on his nerves and clearly enjoying himself while he was at it. What annoyed her the most was that it wasn't Umino ruffling the general's feathers. She was downright disgusted by the thought, but it seemed that it was Kakashi who was giving alarmingly big share of his attention to the long haired man. Whatever it was that made him do it, she needed to end it. She needed to have Hatake's attention to herself and didn't want to be a witness of anything that confusing, ever again. She still tried to erase some images from her head, like Kakashi standing so impossibly close to Umino on the balcony when she watched them from behind the curtain, or Kakashi kneeling in front of him, serving him snacks and drinks like a servant.
So far, people were just talking, and when they talked, they called her Hatake's fiancé and Iruka, his best friend. Of course, both opinions were merely rumours and she should not think anything more of the other, than about the first, but… but…
She couldn't stop thinking about it.
No matter if her hunch about Umino being a bad news was right or wrong, she still wanted the man out of their lives forever, because she didn't like him. He was so prim and proper; and bold enough to scold Kakashi for the way he treated her. She would feel less humiliated if Umino simply slapped her in the face.
To eliminate him she needed information. It was often quite easy to find something disturbing, suspicious or even treacherous in most people's documents. Especially if it was a person in any way connected to the Abwehr! After all, they were all traitors and Jewish lovers! Still, no matter how deep she dug, she couldn't find even a shadow of doubt in the Colonel's impeccable resume. His work was unquestionable. Even the Jews migrations signed with his name were strongly motivated and covered so deep in benefits that it was easy to miss that the result was still the same – less good soap for them.
It seemed too good to be true, too perfect. It made her suspicions and determination even stronger.
But, to discredit Umino was one thing. Getting Kakashi's attention was much more difficult, because, sadly, she was much better at destroying people's lives than at romancing…
Her first move, she decided, needed to be made as soon as possible, which was the next day. She bought some doughnuts and dressed in the tightest costume she owned, she 'casually' dropped by Kakashi's office around lunch time. He wasn't there. She was told he went out to eat, but still she decided to wait. After an hour and a half he was finally back and passed her by in the hall, completely lost in his own thoughts. Not deterred in the slightest she followed him to his office, where to her great enjoyment she didn't spot Umino's picture. She should have known that the rumours were nothing but a load of crap. Hatake seemed rather surprised to see her, but gladly accepted the snack which he devoured with a cup of cold coffee he had found on his desk. It was strange considering that he was coming back from lunch but all she could think about was how pleased he was with the gift, how he hummed contended and… how unbelievable handsome he was. He was even smiling discreetly making her legs go weak.
Someone advised her to show him how good of a wife material she was. That was kind of tricky because she couldn't cook or doing anything what could be associated with being a house wife. She was a woman of success. She would love to prove her future role in bed, but outside the bedroom she needed to have a maid. So, she paid her neighbour for a homemade meal and visited Hatake again on the next day. Once again he was out, even though it wasn't a lunch hour. The desk informed her he was meeting Colonel Umino about some top secret matters they refused to reveal even to her. The only thing that made her not spit fire at the woman at the desk was the fact that she addressed her as the 'General's fiancé'.
She went back to Fromm's office and put the food in the fridge hoping it would still be good on the next day. Then she took a phone and called Amt VI HQ to ask about Umino, just to make sure that Kakashi was really there and to later accidentally on purpose bump into him on his way out.
She wasn't really surprised that Umino was out of the office…
TBC. (two more chapters ahead)
