SMMMUUUUUTTT! Come on people you know you wanted more. KakashiXIrukaLover certainly did, so in their honor I have started on something I've fondly come to call – Location Training! (Insert applause here) yes my marvelous pervy dears, the next chapters are PWP as our three lovely men break in the rooms (and garden) of Ibiki's house!

Happy birthday, merry Christmas, or whatever you happen to be celebrating; these are for you and my strange need to write sex scenes when I'm in a car….

(Set a little while after the last chapter)

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Kakashi landed softly on the pavement in front of a large blue gate boarded by tall honeysuckle bushes. The place look serene and gentle, but Kakashi knew anyone uninvited or unwanted trying to breach the seeming innocent gate and defenceless hedge would be attacked by at least six different rather frightening traps before they could say 'oops'.

Ibiki's trap system had been extremely impressive even before their demonic boyfriend had gotten his hands on it, and now, with Iruka's twisted mind, the place was better fortified than the Hokage Tower. It made Kakashi very glad he was keyed into said traps as he reached out and gently pushed the gate open.

Slipping inside and shutting it behind him Kakashi walked slowly through the front yard, enjoying the sight of the full flower beds and trees that gently swayed in the breeze as he headed for the back.

The past three weeks had been boring. He'd been on a 'show mission' as most of the Jounin liked to call them. The only good thing about them was they were usually safe while still paying the same amount as the I'm-going-to-come-home-bleeding-for-sure kind. Usually Kakashi didn't care about the money, he never did, but now that he had two people too subtly spoil he had started appreciating it a bit more, plus it was nice to know Iruka wouldn't lose sleep worrying.

But still, those really were the only pluses. Three weeks of trailing after some stuffed up bat who had no morals and far too much ego, toddling around like the king of bloody Tea Country and making long boring speeches that he wasn't even allowed to read during!

Now that was just plain torture. Luckily he'd had quite a few sexy scenes of Iruka recorded over the past few years and a few new ones with Ibiki in them that Kakashi had to admit tested even his miraculous control. Years of reading porn had helped him build up a resistance but Tsunade would still have murdered him if she'd found out he'd almost gotten a king sized boner in the middle of the Fire Lord's award ceremony because he was watching homemade porn starring his two boyfriends via Sharigan.

Kakashi grinned. It was thoughts and memories like those that made long debriefings in the Hokage's office just that much better – the knowledge he knew something that would horrify her was extremely amusing.

Kakashi was still chuckling softly when he turned the corner of the house and looked up, all thoughts coming to a screeching halt.

Ibiki was shirtless on the ground – well, he was kneeling on the ground. The broad back facing away from Kakashi as the big man dug through a flower bed, up-rooting pansies and moving them slightly so the flowers wouldn't suffocate themselves. Sweat glint on the muscled back from the warm sun and physical labor. Kakashi could see signs of other work around the garden so obviously the big Jounin had been at it for a while.

Kakashi's paused, leaning against the side of the house as he watched, enjoying the tensing and roll of Ibiki's muscles as the big arm reached out and the large body shifted. The bald head was of course covered with a bandanna – light green – but it was drenched with sweat and had shifted off to the side slightly, showing some of the scars underneath. Kakashi didn't mind the scars – neither did Iruka – Ibiki was really the only one who hated them.

Kakashi was sure when first received the marks would have been horrifying but over the years they had softened. Plus after a physical with Tsunade where she'd discovered the skin on Ibiki head was actually dangerously thin, Ibiki had been sent off for surgery. Kakashi was completely in the black over exactly had been done, just that it had worked. The real focus had been to help protect Ibiki brain from disease but another affect had been the scars becoming slightly less raised.

Kakashi wasn't sure Ibiki had noticed the change, but he and Iruka had.

He waited another moment, not passing up any opportunity to mentally drool over one of his boyfriends, when Ibiki finished his task and rose to his feet, wiping his hands to rid them of some of the dirt. If it had been Iruka Kakashi would have been strolling up, wrapping his arms around the smaller man and whispering something like 'hello gorgeous' to make the chuunin blush.

But this was Ibiki. The hug definitely wouldn't go over well and calling out "hello handsome" would be taken as a snark or insult, even though Kakashi sincerely thought Ibiki was good looking. Iruka was right; Ibiki had more insecurities than the two of them put together – despite the big man's outward actions.

"And just what are you doing, Hatake?" Ibiki's lips were tilted into a ghost of a smile as he turned around, the black eyes mildly amused.

Kakashi merely grinned back, knowing Ibiki would have felt his chakra when he walked through the gate. "Admiring the view"

Ibiki frowned at the words but seemed inclined to ignore their implication, turning and walking to the house instead, a small shrug of one big shoulder signaling Kakashi to follow.

"So how was the mission?"

Kakashi leant outside on the door frame as Ibiki washed his hands in the kitchen sink then started pulling some very nice looking sandwiches from the fridge. "Boring. Mind numbingly I-want-to-throw-myself-out-the-window boring."

Ibiki chuckled as he scooped the impromptu lunch onto a tray. "Now you know what it's like for me and Iruka when we have to go to council meetings"

Kakashi snorted as he stepped aside, allowing Ibiki room to move through the door. "They talk about how much they love and want to thank people for an hour too?"

Ibiki grinned. "No, they argue and insult each other for five, then they start on all the people forced to attend"

"That sounds much more amusing"

"Only the first time, then it's just irritating. Iruka often starts having psychotic daydreams about how he'd like to make them shut up. Which would be worrying if it wasn't so funny" Ibiki set the tray down on the grass by the pond and collapsed next to it, heaving a deep content sigh as he did.

Kakashi smiled and dropped down across from him, pulling his mask off as he reached for one of the cups of chilled tea Ibiki had poured. "Speaking of Iruka, where is he?"

Ibiki hummed as he bit into one of the sandwiches. "Open house at the Academy today so he said Hagane and Kamizuki would be dragging him out somewhere after"

Kakashi nodded as he reached for some of the food next. It was usual for Kotetsu and Izumo to take Iruka out after an open house or parent teacher meetings. As subs at the academy they knew how stressful dealing with the crazy parents was. It wouldn't be for drinks as Iruka was even now still on medications - hell it had been years and Ibiki still had to take a few different supplements every morning – but Kakashi knew he could trust the chuunin with Iruka safety. He used to worry about them ganging up on Iruka ever since they first started dating and he'd heard the rumors of Iruka being their sometimes third lover, but he now knew he didn't have too.

Not only would Iruka never do that, Izumo and Kotetsu weren't stupid enough to try something – not when everyone knew about Iruka's two rather possessive boyfriends. Some of the parents at the school didn't like the idea, but unlike when it had just been him and Iruka, no one was saying anything even remotely degrading to Iruka. Everyone (especially Hariashi, who was a homophobe in the extreme) was too frightened of pissing off Ibiki to protest the relationship.

The food was quickly finished as the two Jounin talked, Ibiki filling Kakashi in on the going ons of Konoha for the past few weeks which somehow turned into them swapping stories of all the missions that went comically wrong. Kakashi was only mildly surprised to find most of his involved a mission with Minato, but then he always knew Naruto had gotten more than looks from his father.

The afternoon wore on and soon they were relaxed back on the grass, enjoying the sun. Kakashi had shed his shirt sometime during lunch and was now curled on his side, using his arm as a pillow as he let himself drift somewhere in the in-between of napping and daydreaming.

He was also shamelessly using the chance to watch Ibiki, who had fallen asleep and was now snoring on occasion. One of the things both he and Iruka had been delighted to discover was that Ibiki didn't tan – he freckled. It was something he'd obviously gained from his mother as when Kakashi was examining the picture he'd been given he'd noticed a heavy smattering of the small dots across her face. Ibiki usually didn't get that many on his face – and if he did he tended to cover them as to avoid abuse at the hands of Anko – but the rest of the big body was often covered with them from all the work in the garden.

Kakashi found he liked the freckles. Iruka didn't really have them due to his natural dark skin, something very necessary when one was from a hot country like Wave and Kakashi didn't have them as he hadn't spent enough time in the sun as a child, though he was definitely making up for lost time now.

"You're staring"

To his credit Kakashi didn't so much as blink when Ibiki spoke out of the blue. He couldn't actually remember when Ibiki woke up but opted to ignore it as the larger man pushed himself up onto his elbows and raised one brow, leaving Kakashi to do the only thing he could – grin innocently.

"Kakashi" Ibiki obviously wasn't buying it, though there was amusement in the deep voice.

"What?" giving up on the grin Kakashi roll over onto his back so he could look at the sky. If it had been Iruka he would have already crawled over and been happily attacking every inch of skin he found with his mouth – but this was Ibiki and although both Jounin had become comfortable with each other sometimes Kakashi still felt like Ibiki was souly in the relationship for Iruka. Hell sometime he felt like he was only there for Iruka.

They were attracted to each other, that was clear, but for some reason – in moments like this - even the prospect of trying to engage Ibiki seemed impossible. Mainly because he wasn't sure how. Iruka always made it look easy, just sliding up to the bigger man and starting what Ibiki would quickly continue, but Kakashi wasn't Iruka and he also knew he couldn't force himself on the other Jounin without risking serious injury.

Not that they never made a move on the other without Iruka, but it rarely went passed rather aggressive kissing and it always started awkwardly.

"I can practically hear your brain your thinking so hard"

Kakashi gasped when large hands grasped his hips and forcefully turned him toward the deep voice. The grey eye opened to find the broad form that was Ibiki looming over him, a rather scary smile on the scarred lips.

"Ibiki wha-" Kakashi's words tumbled to a halt when the big hands simply moved under the waist band of his pants and pulled the clothing off in one quick move, leaving Kakashi naked and staring up at the bigger man in shock.

"What are you doing?" the demand was made while Kakashi tried to sit up, only to be held down by the strong hands.

"Trying Iruka's approach"

Kakashi found himself blushing at that – true, it was something Iruka would do. If the younger man wanted sex he wasn't coy about it. But Ibiki wasn't Iruka.

"Why?"

A deep rumbling chuckle made its way from Ibiki's chest. "Because I was tired of lying there, pretending to be asleep, waiting for you to do something perverted"

The big hands were stroking over his chest, pinching the pale nipples and ghosting over sensitive spots while Ibiki's mouth went to work on Kakashi's neck. Making it very hard for the younger Jounin to think clearly. "A-and why- would I –do that?" was it just him or was Ibiki well on his way to making one hell of a mark?

Ibiki's laughter made Kakashi's skin tingle. "You have a bit of a reputation"

Kakashi's come back was halted when a large hand wrapped around his cock, shorting out all mental ability. Groaning as the pale hips bucked involuntarily when Ibiki began to pump his hand slowly, a grin tilting the scarred lips as Kakashi's breathe grew heavy. The pale hands grasped onto thick shoulders and for a moment Kakashi considered flipping them when Ibiki, seemingly sensing the thought, bit down on the slender neck hard enough to bruise.

Bucking again at the mix of pain and pleasure Kakashi felt himself relaxing slightly as Ibiki started to move down his body. It was still a little strange and part of him still waited to try to overpower Ibiki, but another was more interested in just what Ibiki was planning.

He got the answer soon after when Ibiki moved between the long legs, parting them easily to make room for his larger balk. Kakashi frowned but stayed still, until he was certain Ibiki was going to do something he didn't like he wasn't going to make a fuss. And he would never say no to a blow job.

Kakashi got one glimpse at the rather evil look on Ibiki's face before one of his legs was thrown over a broad shoulder while a large arm snuck in behind his hips, lifting them off the ground. Kakashi gave a yelp and dug his hands into the grass as Ibiki shifted back, taking the lean body with him and lifting it higher in the air. Kakashi kicked out with his free leg, the demand to know just what the hell Ibiki thought he was doing dying on the pale lips when a haze of pleasure assaulted his body.

Kakashi choked on his gasp of surprise as something hot and wet once again invaded his ass. Pure dumfounded shock over whelmed his mind even as sharp jolts of pleasure licked through his body, making his cock harden.

Ibiki was rimming him. That thought to Kakashi was completely mind blowing. Of course he'd done it to Iruka before, though the action usually meant giving the younger man a few drinks before talking him into it, Kakashi had never experienced the action himself.

Another low moan tore from his throat as Ibiki pushed his tongue in again, putting as much force as possible behind the action as he could as Kakashi shuddered in the big arms. The silver head was thrown to the side; the grey eye squeezed shut against the onslaught of sensation.

Kakashi didn't really have any prejudice against bottoming – Iruka preferred it and he was in no way a weak push over - but Kakashi hadn't done it very often over the years due to it being a trust issue when he was younger to being a dangerous amount of power to give someone now with his current reputation. The chance of someone lording it over him was too great to have risked.

Ever since their relationship had started however Kakashi had found himself in the middle far more often. Not that he minded, he was willing admit Ibiki was very good and knew the bigger man wouldn't hold him to any disadvantage for submitting.

Which was why Kakashi forced himself to relax when something more solid and much longer replaced Ibiki's tongue and began sliding into him with smooth stokes. The long finger brushed gently over Kakashi's prostate and Kakashi gasped, instinctively trying to push the digit deeper to stimulate the gland, only to groan in frustration when Ibiki chuckled and pulled his finger away from where Kakashi was trying to make it go.

Kakashi bit at his lip to stop a growl as Ibiki added another finger, slowly beginning to stretch him but still avoiding the little spot deep inside of him. Kakashi had realized early on in the relationship that Iruka had told Ibiki all of his weakness in bed – though the specialist probably figured a few of them out himself Kakashi still largely blamed Iruka. The main ones that drove him mad being 'look but don't touch' and being denied ability to control, something Ibiki was doing right now.

A third finger joined the other two, though Ibiki just continued sliding them in and out at an infuriatingly slow pace while still dutifully ignoring the small gland Kakashi desperately wanted him to hit. It was torture, the feeling of Ibiki fingers as they stretched and slid inside of him was achingly good and while being nowhere near enough still had Kakashi's member throbbing sullenly against the pale stomach.

Kakashi grit his teeth as the fingers pressed a little deeper, moving almost close enough to his prostate but once again sliding away, leaving him wanting to groan in frustration. Ibiki had a firm hold on his leg and hip, making any efforts to force contact impossible. The action was repeated a few more times, Kakashi's attempts to buck onto the fingers halted each time until a desperate growl came from the pale throat.

"Ibiki, come on!"

Ibiki simply chuckled at the outburst and still his hand completely. "What was that, Kakashi?"

Kakashi gave in to growl of frustration and tried again to buck against the intrusion. "I've had no privacy for three weeks, Ibiki, come on"

"And do what?"

If he hadn't been going nearly cross eyed from needy arousal and being stuck in such a vulnerable position Kakashi was pretty sure his jaw would have dropped open when what Ibiki was making him do hit home. Beg, the damn Interrogator was making him beg!

Well he wasn't going to do it. Nope. He wasn't that desperate, he could out last this-

Ibiki thrust his fingers in again, brushing the sensitive gland inside just hard enough to send a small jot of pleasure up Kakashi's spine while the other ran teasingly down the length of the weeping member. Kakashi jerked at the action, grunting as his cock throbbed and his patience broke.

"Nugh – Ibiki Just Fuck Me!"

The bigger man wasn't laughing now, a low groan rippled from Ibiki as the big hands grabbed Kakashi's other leg and tossed it so both of the long limbs were hooked over the big shoulders. A moan of relief passed over Kakashi's lips as he felt the head of Ibiki's cock breach him, the thick organ sliding in smoothly and setting off a delicious ache as he was farther stretched.

Ibiki didn't even wait a moment to slid out and slam back in, his own patience obviously spent as he set a brutal pace. Kakashi could only focus on trying to mute his voice as he hung in Ibiki's hold, unable to do anything but clutch at the grass as he was used in an almost carnal way. Not that he was complaining, every thrust hit his prostate dead on and Kakashi didn't give a damn if he was rendered immobile for the rest of the week because of it.

Ibiki's grip on one of the long legs slipped, but the bigger man paid no mind as it slid unhindered off the broad shoulder. Kakashi however instantly seized the advantage and planted his foot firmly on the ground by Ibiki's knees, using it to brace himself as he bucked forward to meet Ibiki. Both men groaned when the friction and force between them increased.

Kakashi let his head loll back as a familiar coil in his stomach tightened and he began to buck almost desperately into Ibiki. The big hands moved to the pale hips and shifted Kakashi slightly to change the angle of penetration, letting Ibiki in deeper than before and Kakashi just barely clamped down on his scream as he came hard.

He heard Ibiki grunt through the haze of white pleasure as his clenched around the older man. The other Jounin thrust in a few more times, still hitting the sensitive gland dead on, adding sharp sparks of pleasure through Kakashi as he started to come down into pulsing aftershocks.

One last hard thrust had Ibiki groaning before he stilled, Kakashi giving a small moan at the thick cock pulsed inside of him. Carefully Ibiki pulled out, letting Kakashi's long legs slide to the ground bonelessly, as he pitched forward, bracing the big arms on either side of the pale shoulders to stop himself from landing on the younger Jounin. The two stayed there, panting for air as they came down from their highs.

Bird song was what brought Kakashi back to the present and he sent Ibiki a lopsided grin that was quickly returned before Ibiki pushed himself up.

"Alright there Kakashi?"

Not trusting his voice to come out in a way not damaging to his pride Kakashi gave a nod while trying to remember how to move the muscles below his waist. The grin Ibiki sent him stated the older man knew just what he was doing and Ibiki seemed rather smug about it.

Egotistical bastard.

Kakashi tried to send him a glare, but was to sated and relaxed to manage. He did manage a low hum when Ibiki used one of their discarded shirts to clean to both of them and was about to try sitting up and slipping back on his pants when Ibiki stood up with startling speed, scarred face turning to the front yard with a bewildered expression.

"Iruka?"

That made Kakashi sit up, watching with confusion as the younger man crept out from behind the hibiscus bush, looking half sheepish, half cheeky.

"When did you get back?" Ibiki's confusion was clear as he obviously hadn't felt Iruka come through the gate. Neither had Kakashi, but the copy nin figured having his brains fucked out was a valid excuse.

Iruka grin grew a little. "Oh, around about the 'trying Iruka's approach'"

Kakashi was pretty they both blushed as Iruka grin grew positively conniving. "It was good first attempt, Ibiki, though I could give a few more pointers"

Kakashi slowly let a leer tilt his mouth and promptly forgot about put back on any clothes as Iruka dropped his bag and tossed his headband and hair tie away as he moved toward them.

He loved having boyfriends as perverted as him.

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Holy mackerel that was hard! I think I pulled it off, but I'll let you be the judge.

Ok, so a heads up, I'm now working on two new works. A KakaIru two shot, which I hope will be done soon and then a IbiIru full chapter story that I'm giving a shot at as I've only found two chapter stories with this pairing so far, and while they weren't bad, they weren't what I was looking for. So, to quote my mother, if they don't have want you want, make it yourself!

One more chapter to come. Just what do Iruka and Ibiki get up too when Kakashi's on a mission? *leers*