IRUKA'S POV
I heard the distant sound of my front door shutting as I desperately tried to dress myself and I knew that Kakashi had left again. I sighed, dropping the night shirt that I was in the middle of donning, and padded back through to the kitchen. Sure enough, the white haired Jonin wasn't there to greet me with that grin that could tempt the devil himself. I crossed to the kettle, lifting the note beside it as I poured the water down the drain; I was too high strung for tea now.
Iruka,
Forgive me for leaving, but if I had stayed for tea I wouldn't have left until the morning. I didn't want to push you too far. Come to training field 3 after work tomorrow, I will be with team 7 all day training for the chunin exams.
Stay sexy, Kakashi
At the bottom of the page he had drawn a small likeness of himself holding a giant heart with 'Dolphins Rule!' written inside. I rolled my eyes at his childish poke at my name; but found myself smiling as I wandered from room to room, turning off sockets and lights. Instead of throwing the note away, I folded it carefully and slipped it into my bedside draw before taking off my trousers and climbing into bed.
As I lay there, between the cool sheets, I imagined what might have happened if he had stayed for tea. Would he have tried for more than a kiss? His note implied he would have. Could I have resisted him? Or would I have been where I am now; naked in bed, but not alone? The very idea of it had my face heating with embarrassment and - I grudgingly admitted - arousal. How could one man do that with just a look and the press of his lips? I bit my own lip as my mind supplied images of what we might be doing now, had he stayed. Things I'd never done before.
I'd had sex only once in the past, with a woman whom I'd dated a couple of times; but there had been little passion, and even less adventure. Nothing as heady as how Kakashi had owned my mouth with his own. Just one kiss had set me alight, and then another had left me needing... something. My hand skimmed down my torso and I bit my lip once again as it travelled lower still. I couldn't deny that I wanted it to be his hand, and so I imagined that it was, that it was learning me, squeezing me and taking me higher.
I palmed my already hard member and closed my eyes, picturing Kakashi's face above me; his hands all over me, his voice in my ear telling me how I undid him. A moan escaped me so I covered my mouth with my other hand as I moved my fist a little faster. I rarely ever touched myself, as I saw it as more trouble than the clean-up was worth, but this time I couldn't seem to hold myself in check. The look in Kakashi's eyes earlier had told me that he wanted me, but the way his lips moved against mine, gently so as not to scare me away and the way he had tried to bite back his own groans of enjoyment told me just how much he had wanted me to want him back.
The knowledge was heady, drugging, and I revelled in it, gripping my shaft harder. I imagined him kissing and licking his way down my stomach to give me what I had never had. To take me in his mouth and work me towards oblivion, swallowing hard around my cock as I shattered, spilling myself. The image in my mind was so strong that I began to pant, climbing higher, so close to release already. I thumbed the slit of my cock, finding it slick. I moved my other hand from my mouth and grazed my thumb across my nipple, the way Kakashi had earlier. I moaned low in my throat, biting my lip hard.
I threw the cover off of myself and returned my free hand to playing with my nipple, this time tweaking and pinching lightly, the way I wanted the white haired jonin to touch me. My back bowed as I reached the point of no return; the back of my head pressed deep into my pillow as I pictured his mouth sliding down my length again, I came, shooting my orgasm all over myself.
I lay still for several moments, breathing slowly to steady myself, before grabbing tissues from my bedside table and cleaning myself. I threw them hastily into the bin from where I lay, and settled back down. I had just used my good friend as masturbation material, but I couldn't quite make myself feel guilty about it. Twice today he had kissed me as though there was no one else in the world, worked me up and then abruptly left, I reasoned to myself. Having no idea in which direction our friendship was headed was actually a little scary. I wanted to get on for the ride, but I didn't want to get hurt. Did it all really stem from my one drunken kiss? Or had it started before then?
I sighed propping myself up, and briskly beat my pillow into a comfier mound before collapsing atop it with a 'humph'. Now was the time for sleep, but tomorrow... Tomorrow I had no idea. Sleep quickly began to creep up on me, and I felt a faint smile grace my lips as the welcome darkness fogged the edges of my thoughts. I would see him tomorrow, and I would also get to see my old students, training hard to better themselves under Kakashi's guidance. Happily I succumbed, slipping into the blackness.