Alrighty. Another chapter. This is turning out longer than expected o_o, probably because I like writing shorter, two page chapters(at least that's how much it is on my doc). I plan on doing two more of them. Still hope you guys are enjoying! Oh and this is a teaser chapter. Next one things will be getting well "intense". If you know what I mean
Kiba wasted no time unlocking the front door, he jerked the key in the slot and turned quickly, retrieving it just as the handle twisted. He rushed in and didn't even bother to shut the door, considering his pursuer was directly behind him. In an attempt to avoid the upcoming chaos, Akamaru headed straight for the living room, and plopped down on a doggie bed. Kankuro shifted his merchandise to his left hand prior to palming Kiba up against the wall with his right. "Finally caught up to you." Kankuro jokingly announced, as the light thud of Kiba's body sounded. The Inuzuka didn't fight back, but he did protect the pocket concealing the paper bag. Kankuro noticed that gestured but leaned in to leave a tender kiss on Kiba's neck. The gentleness was unexpected. Kiba thought that with all of Kankuro's talk there was going to be a lot more force involved. No. Something was off, this time Kankuro had something up his sleeve. Kiba felt a hand travel towards his unprotected pocket. "Still interested in what I have in that other bag. Hate to break it to you, but you've got the wrong pocket." the Inuzuka mocked, but his sentence did not halt the older brunette's actions. "I don't think I do." Kankuro said in a tantalizing tone as he repossessed his long lost hat that Kiba took from him earlier. The sand ninja then stepped back from the younger brunette and turned his back to him, leaving the Inuzuka with his perplexed yet aggravated expression. Kankuro tossed the red bag containing the enhanced food pills on the counter "You should probably shut the door and take your shoes off." the puppeteer stated, "But what about your shoes!?" Kiba glanced down at the puppet master's shoeless feet. "I'm a few steps ahead of you, I think I'm going to hit the shower." Kankuro walked on as he heard the door violently shut, which clearly showed Kiba's irritation. The older brunette made it to the guest room, there he put all of his belongings down and began to search for his comfy sweatpants. "It doesn't make any sense for you to take a shower right now." The Inuzuka's awkward voice instantly stopped Kankuro's search, he turned around to face Kiba "Now why is that?" the sand ninja smirked, hoping that Kiba would answer with straightforwardness. "You know why!" the dog ninja glanced down and off to his left, avoiding eye contact. "Heh, no I don't think I do. Is your shower busted or something?" the puppeteer spoke, trying to act as clueless as possible. Which was not fooling Kiba.
Kiba mustered up some motivation and stared Kankuro straight in the eyes "No, you want to have sex with me. It makes no sense to get all-" "Whoa, whoa. Hold on a second, I thought this was mutual." the puppeteer cut off the Inuzuka's subjective accusation. Kiba bit his lip and stared off to the side again, engulfed in contemplation. He had the idea that the bastard would want him to come out and say something along the lines of 'fuck me already' but Kiba was not going to be that submissive, he wanted to still have a little bit more dignity and independence when it came to this situation. He figured others thought of himself as more of a top man, but truthfully he was looking for a more dominant partner, maybe it was just going to be a fling or maybe even a complete change of pace. He had an idea of what the position might feel like, due to his recent explorations while masturbating. He was growing rather fond of the feeling. The only problem was finding someone who he could accept administrating said feeling. Was Kankuro his lucky break?
Kiba finally made a decision but before he could act upon it the puppet master began to speak. "Look if you're still not up for the whole catcher position, we can just drop it right now. I'm sure you can still find plenty of catchers in this village." Kankuro sat down on the bed and let out a heavy sigh and looked up at Kiba waiting for a response.
He knew Kiba was nervous about this situation but he also knew that Kiba had feelings for him as well, but was this whole ordeal too quick and way too much for him to handle in the short amount of time? "Man, just shut the hell up and stop playing these damn mind games-" Kiba paused to drop on his knees and settled himself in between Kankuro's legs. He smirked up at the older brunette "You know you can be a real asshole sometimes, but you still do have your sweet moments." Kiba finished his sentence and began undoing the puppeteer's belt, catching Kankuro completely off guard. This time Kankuro hovered one hand over his boxers just as Kiba slid his pants down. "Are you sure you want to do this, because once I get going-" Kiba moved the sand ninja's hand out of the way, which made Kankuro abruptly cut off his sentence and gulp hard. "From the looks of it you're already turned on." Kiba lightly rubbed the thin layer of cloth concealing the semi hard shaft with his fingers. Before he tugged at the boxers to pull them down he looked the puppet master dead in the eyes "This will defiantly be mutual." Relief quickly washed over Kankuro's face and Kiba took that as his cue to continue on but Kankuro pulled his boxers back up. Kiba sneered at Kankuro "Don't tell me you don't want to do this with me anymore." Kiba's expression changed from hostile to gloomy by the end of the sentence. "Okay, you've made your point. There's no need to move that fast, come up here and kiss me." Kankuro demanded. The command left a complacent smile on Kiba "See that's what I mean, I love it when you do that shit." the Inuzuka leaned up to kiss the older brunette. Kankuro wrapped his arms tightly around Kiba and forced the two to lay down. This ensured that the kiss was passionate enough to feed the starving lust. Their tongues lashed out violently without hesitation. This was going to be one intense night.