Naruto stared at his suitcase, half packed and half a mess, and groaned in frustration.
This was beyond difficult.
Sakura popped back into his room. "I told you, leave the books."
"But what if I'll need them?!"
"Kumogakure has a library, and you'll have Kakashi. And you don't need so many sweatpants."
"But what if I'll get cold?"
"Bring two. One for the flight and one for when the other's in the wash. Or even just one; Kakashi could lend you his."
Naruto scowled as his ears blushed red. "His clothes are too big," he complained quietly.
"When you were seventeen," Sakura countered. "You grew a lot! Actually, you were really skinny back then, weren't you?" She scoffed at the messy pile of shirts and refolded his clothes. "I didn't notice."
"But I'm manly now," Naruto checked himself out, scowling at his reflection in the mirror. He fixed his hair, which was still short. "Kakashi said he misses my long hair."
"I don't know what he's talking about. It really suits you. You look more mature," she added in response to his childish scowl, then rolled her eyes and brushed her fingers through his locks, fixing the mess Naruto made. "I suppose you can grow out the top part. Then Kakashi will have plenty of hair to ruffle."
Naruto huffed but dared a cheeky smile. "I'm finally gonna see him," he said quietly, grinning. "I'ma jump him."
Sakura cocked a brow. "Do I need to pack you a bottle of lube?"
A knock on the door interrupted Naruto's growing blush and Sakura's wiggling eyebrows.
"Fine, I'll get it," Sakura huffed when Naruto pouted at her. "Just finish packing already! You're flying tomorrow!"
The young woman disappeared, and Naruto was left with a mess he somehow had to organize. His heart drummed against his throat. What if he messed up? Packed all the wrong stuff and Kakashi would think he's an idiot and –
"Naruto!" Sakura yelled. "Come here! Now!"
Naruto scanned the mess, grabbed a flip-flop, and ran to the kitchen. "S'there another cockroach? I thought I sprayed – "
And dropped the flip-flop.
Because next to Sakura stood Kakashi.
In the flesh.
Wearing another ill-fitting shirt and baggy shorts and sandals and looking at him –
Naruto ran to him. He cupped the man's cheeks, pulled him close, and kissed him.
He had to tiptoe.
Kakashi's lips were as yielding and captivating as he remembered, but they were more. Warmer and demanding and rough and kissing him back, setting each of his nerves on fire. He gasped, suddenly unsure of himself, but Kakashi was there to catch him. His hands settled on his waist and his jaw, balancing him against a hard, sculpted chest and tilting his head up.
Every place Kakashi touched him felt like molten gold, burning and yearning and so impossibly sensitive. Kakashi's teeth nipped his lower lip, digging into his flesh, and Naruto's hands tangled in Kakashi's hair as he pulled himself closer, only closer, pressing his hardening length against Kakashi's thigh.
The man rumbled and his chest shook and Naruto shivered in response –
"Get a room!" Sakura yelled, throwing Naruto's flip-flop at Kakashi's head. "And maybe offer Kakashi a glass of water? I think he just landed."
Kakashi's lips released his, and Naruto, finally, managed to breathe.
He was cocooned within Kakashi's arms, and though he wasn't sure how he got there, he did not want to move away. Kakashi was right; it did feel different. Undiluted, heady, and dizzying.
He hugged Kakashi's neck as he tried and failed to regain his balance. "Um. Are you thirsty? We've got… water, I think," he panted.
Kakashi smiled at him – that same lopsided, tight-lipped smile – and Naruto could feel his face heating up at the simple gesture.
"Not for water," the man replied quietly. His voice was, for some reason, rough and unrefined.
Something about the bottomless darkness of his eye left Naruto's mind a complete mess. "Oh. I think I have coke, um, somewhere – "
"Can you settle this away from the door?" Sakura complained. "I need to get to class."
Naruto's mind felt sluggish. He couldn't imagine moving away from Kakashi. Part of him feared he'd disappear if he did. "Use the window."
"What window."
"The left one." Naruto pointed, still hiding his erection by pressing firmly into the man holding him up. "That's the one I use when I'm in a hurry."
Sakura stared. "This is the third floor," she pointed out slowly.
Naruto blinked back. "There's a tree. You just jump – Ow – "
Kakashi pulled his ear. "I told you not to risk your life when I'm gone," the man muttered.
Naruto winced and grabbed his hand when he failed to swat it away. "It's safe! I can show you. Later," he added, when Kakashi cocked a brow at him.
The man sighed and picked him up in his arms.
"Second door to the left," Sakura directed him when Naruto could think of nothing except for how good Kakashi smelled. Did he always smell this good? He nuzzled at his neck. "And I'm back in four hours, so."
Kakashi nodded. "I'd appreciate it if you told Tsunade nothing of… this."
Sakura grinned. "Mmm. Blackmail. You two have fun!" and left.
Naruto cupped Kakashi's cheek with one hand and wrapped the other around the man's neck, pulling himself up, and kissed him. He couldn't stop kissing him. Every touch of Kakashi's lips against his sent fire burning through him, filling him with hunger and yearning he had never known before.
Everything the man did felt so fucking distractingly good.
"Messy," Kakashi muttered into his lips.
It took Naruto about half a minute to realize he was talking about his room. "Um. Packing," he panted. His bed was a mess as well, but all Naruto could think about was how to get Kakashi to touch more of him. "S'not important. I'll clean later."
Kakashi rumbled again, sending pleasuring vibrations through Naruto's chest. The man balanced him against his torso with one arm, dragged the blanket with the piles of clothes and books to the floor, and lay Naruto on the bed.
Naruto hooked his legs behind Kakashi's thighs, pulling him on top of him, and removed his eye patch. His fingers brushed the scar, gently tracing the rugged skin, then traveled down to explore his well-defined neck. He could feel Kakashi's heart rushing, stirred by his lightest touch, and a choked moan escaped his lips as he hastened to unbutton Kakashi's shirt. His fingers were hurried, so he might have needed more than one attempt to free the flimsy buttons, but Kakashi did not seem bothered.
If anything, the man enjoyed his frustration. His elbows framed Naruto's head, fingers tangled in his hair, as his lips traced kisses over his forehead, jaw, and cheeks.
Naruto finally managed to take Kakashi's shirt off. His hands roamed over the broad shoulders that haunted his dreams, exploring the hard muscle and the rough scars and –
And Kakashi kissed him, nipping at the tender flesh of his lips and growling softly when Naruto parted his lips in response. The man balanced on one hand while the other snaked under Naruto's shirt, tracing blunt nails over his skin, and caressed his nipple.
Naruto gasped, breaking for air, and Kakashi seared hot, featherlight kisses down his neck.
He kissed his pulse and Naruto tangled his fingers in his hair and pulled him closer. "Bite me," he gasped, breathless, and moaned when Kakashi traced his tongue over the length of his neck, teasing his boiling blood with the cooling touch, grazed his teeth over the sensitive spot near his shoulder, and bit.
He sank his teeth into the tender skin, growling softly, and Naruto arched into his bite.
Kakashi released him, sitting up – and Naruto's momentarily panic disappeared when the man pulled him up, took off his shirt, and guided him back below him. He looked at him, his eyes ardent and hungry, and Naruto felt himself shivering in response.
He raised his hand to caress his cheek, reaching out with burning desire and aching yearning he no longer knew how to contain.
Kakashi groaned softly and leaned closer. He kissed Naruto passionately, drawing the air out of his lungs, and trailed his fingers over his chest, sometimes lightly, others, not so much.
His touch drove Naruto mad with desire.
"Naruto," Kakashi sighed into his lips, eliciting a muted gasp from the teen. "How… how far – "
"All the way," Naruto replied immediately, his voice hoarse and needy.
"No."
Naruto opened his eyes and glared at the man leaning on top of him. "Yes," he countered, mutinous.
Kakashi ran his fingers through his hair, looking both undone and conflicted. He distanced between them and looked away, staring at the wall covered with half-proofs, and his eyes darted back – the black and the red. "How much… do you know…."
It was just as breathtaking to see Kakashi at a loss for words.
He formed a circle with one hand and pushed two fingers through it. "Um. Like that, right?"
Kakashi stared at him blankly. "You don't watch porn," he asserted. His voice was almost strangled.
Naruto blushed red. He desperately needed Kakashi to touch him. He swallowed, discomfited, and reached for the man's hand, and felt slightly reassured when Kakashi immediately held his hand back, his thumb caressing his knuckles. "Um," he managed, tearing his eyes off their entangled hands and returning the man's mismatched gaze. "Sakura said watching porn is an unhealthy habit that gives people unnatural expectations about sex and their and their partners' bodies," he recited.
Kakashi blinked. His eyes, somehow, turned darker.
Naruto felt an odd need to sit and cover up. "S'that wrong?" he managed. His throat clicked.
"No," Kakashi murmured, leaned close, and kissed him. The kiss was soft and gentle, a familiar and yet new sensation that sent shivers down his spine and calmed his aching nerves. "The amount of trust you put in me is… astounding," he whispered to his collarbone, grazing the sensitive skin and biting when he heard Naruto gasp.
Naruto caressed his hair. It felt both strange and exhilarating, watching Kakashi leaning over him, kissing him, licking him… "So – " His voice faltered when Kakashi traced his tongue over his nipple. "You're gonna fuck me?"
Kakashi winced. "No. And don't say that," he objected. His ears blazed red.
Naruto rolled his eyes and pulled a red ear. "Gonna make love to me, then?" He tried to sound rough and demanding but ended up breathless and strangled instead.
Kakashi kissed him, and the tender gentleness among the passion melted Naruto's aching resistance. His muscles eased and molded into Kakashi's touch as he lifted his hands and hugged the man's neck. The sensations of the soft skin and the silken hair were addictive. He wanted more.
Kakashi pulled away, barely an inch. "Trust me. Let me take us slowly, hmm?" He kissed Naruto's nose, which was oddly comforting, and gazed into his eyes.
He must have seen something that satisfied him because he continued to trace soft and playful kisses down Naruto's neck, revisiting all the spots that sent sparks down to his loins, and traced his finger over his pants, just where Naruto's dick strained against the fabric.
Naruto's hips bucked into the touch as the teen growled impatiently, but Kakashi refused to do anything other than keep his leisurely, teasing pace.
His thumb brushed over the tip and Naruto had to bite his lip to stop himself from unraveling. His hands tangled with the waistband of his pants, trying to shove them down –
Kakashi pinned his hands above his head with one hand, fingers wrapped around the wrists, and growled softly when Naruto tried to resist the iron-like hold. "Patience," he murmured, tracing light kisses against his jaw.
Naruto headbutted him.
Kakashi winced and stared, eyes wide, at the teen wriggling below him. "Naruto… do you want to stop?" he asked carefully, his hold loosening.
Naruto stopped resisting. "I want you to do something," he grumbled, cheeks red. "At this rate, I'll lose my virginity when I'm eighty."
"So you headbutted me."
Naruto scowled. "If it makes you feel better, it really hurt."
"It does not," Kakashi muttered dryly, then leaned closer and kissed his throbbing forehead – and Naruto immediately felt better.
"You didn't have to do that," he mumbled, suddenly shy and uncomfortable –
Kakashi hmmed and traced his tongue up the length of his neck. "I did," he countered gently, locked his jaws on the sensitive skin at the base of Naruto's neck, and sucked.
Naruto freed his hands and tangled them in Kakashi's hair, pulling him closer as he gasped out loud.
His eyes shot open when he felt Kakashi's hand caressing his skin, trailing blazing paths over his chest and teasing his nipples, then settling on his waist.
"Kakashi," he moaned, fingers pulling and breath quickening when the man had yet to release his neck. "Come on already."
The man growled, the sound raw and feral and deep, and pulled down Naruto's pants and underwear.
The teen gasped, clawing at Kakashi's shoulders, but the man did not touch him. Instead, he looked up at him, eyes burning, and traced his thumb on Naruto's lower lip.
"Open up," he ordered, his voice soft and velvety and raw, and Naruto had no choice but to obey. Kakashi pressed two fingers against his lips and rumbled again when Naruto instinctively took them into his mouth.
He looked up, unsure of himself, but Kakashi's eyes were a furnace, burning away his insecurities and doubt.
"Lick them," Kakashi instructed, leaned closer, and bit his ear. "Use your tongue. Wet them."
Naruto did, groaning when Kakashi licked his ear, tracing his tongue along the shell. He licked and sucked, rolling his tongue over the digits in his mouth, and moaned when Kakashi snarled, his eyes dark and feral.
His dick throbbed, eager and aching, in response.
"Good." Kakashi took out his fingers and traced a cold trail down Naruto's jaw, neck, and chest. "Good job," he murmured. "Look at me."
And his wet fingers caressed Naruto's dick.
Naruto cried out, gripping his shoulders, and Kakashi leaned closer and kissed him. "Is this all right?" he asked quietly, moving his lips against Naruto's. "Naruto."
His fingers traced the shaft, working him slowly, exploring him in ways Naruto never imagined were possible. He never imagined another's touch would feel this good. He closed his eyes and arched back when Kakashi's thumb circled the tip of his dick, seeking friction, and the man responded by closing his hand around his aching cock.
Naruto whimpered. His mind was a mess, but all he wanted was more of Kakashi. More of his touch. More of Kakashi's mind-numbing kisses and less thinking. "Faster," he choked instead, relishing Kakashi's answering chuckle, and pushed his hips into Kakashi's hand.
Kakashi complied with his wishes this time. He kissed his jaw and his neck and his lips, biting and nipping, and gripped Naruto's cock with his hand, pumping him while taking special care to caress the leaking head. He collected each moan, each sigh with the possessive stinginess of the hungry, changing his pace and the pressure applied in response. He smeared the pre-cum along his dick, tracing the throbbing veins, and kissed him.
This kiss was different – hungry and demanding and possessive – Kakashi guided his tongue deep into his mouth, exploring and claiming and ravishing, and Naruto closed his eyes and became undone in Kakashi's hand.
It took him a while to come back to his senses.
Naruto opened his eyes, his breath shallow and labored, and found himself cradled in Kakashi's arms. The man wiped his spent dick and his chest clean with a warm, wet towel, his touch careful and gentle, while covering his face with featherlight kisses.
Naruto closed his eyes and curled closer, moaning something unintelligible, and Kakashi threw the towel into the laundry bin and brushed the teen's cheek. "How are you feeling?" he murmured, holding him close.
Naruto groaned, his ears burning red. "S'your fault," he managed, hiding his face in the crook of Kakashi's neck. "With all that teasing."
Kakashi hmmed. "In truth, I did very little," he commented, nuzzling at his hair.
"You've been teasing me for a year!" Naruto protested, pulling his ear.
Kakashi winced and lay down, guiding Naruto to lie on top of him. "Hmm. So you were dreaming about me. I knew I felt something," he added with a tight-lipped smile, still caressing his hair.
Naruto hmphed. "Kinky," he objected. His cheeks heated up. This was not how he imagined he would feel like. His hold of Kakashi's shoulders tightened. He pushed himself up. "I wanna do you now," he declared.
Kakashi blinked at him, and a vague understanding flickered in his eyes. "I took care of myself," he said and sat up. His hand reached and cupped Naruto's cheek. "What's wrong?"
Naruto didn't know what was wrong. He felt like a right mess. "You don't let me do anything," he complained, looking away. "Treating me like a kid – "
"Naruto, the fact that we just did what we did proves that – "
"I don't know what we did!" Naruto exploded. He looked away when he was met with Kakashi's stunned eyes. "I don't know about hand stuff and fingers and that tongue thing and – " He blinked and gazed down, then up. His cheeks flushed red again. "Um. Why are you getting hard?"
The eyes he met were no longer stunned. Kakashi looked hungry again, his eyes full of ardent desire, dark and intoxicating, as his arms pulled Naruto flush against his chest. He curled his fingers under Naruto's jaw and around his neck and tilted his head up. "You don't need to know," the man growled, his voice both demanding and soft. "I'll teach you. I'll show you." He pulled him, somehow, closer. "The fact that you trust me enough to let me be your first, guide you and explore you like no one had before, is incredibly arousing to me. You don't need to – "
His voice died on his lips, as did the fire that, just moments ago, burned so brightly in his eyes.
Kakashi stared at him, eyes wide and almost frightened, and Naruto realized he was crying.
His hand rose, slow and hesitant, to wipe away his tears, and Naruto broke down and leaned into his touch. "Um," he managed, gripping the hand with both of his, curling around it as his body gave up. "Um," he tried again, but his voice broke and shattered. He could not breathe, and he did not know what to say.
Kakashi pulled him into his lap, his touch soothing and gentle. He kissed his forehead again and again. "Talk to me," he whispered. "Naruto, please, tell me what's wrong. Please, Naruto," he murmured, cradling his head against his neck and brushing his hair. "Please."
"You're not," he choked, then wrapped his hands around Kakashi's neck. "You're not the first," he managed, his voice strangled. "Don't be mad please don't be mad I didn't think it was important – "
Kakashi stiffened underneath him. His hand froze in Naruto's hair.
"No," Naruto gasped. "Don't be mad, please," he begged. "I didn't think it was important! It was so long ago I didn't think – " His voice broke. He hid his face in Kakashi's neck and sobbed.
Kakashi exhaled, as if forcing himself to relax, and held him closer. "I'm not mad," he murmured. "Naruto, I am never mad at you; you should know that by now." He wiped his tears and kissed his forehead. His fingers felt cool and gentle against his burning face. "Tell me."
Naruto pulled his knees up, curling into Kakashi's lap as much as he could. "It doesn't matter," he mumbled. "It was before I even met you. I – "
And he could feel rage, cold and ferocious and merciless, bubbling within him, as sharp and unyielding as the strike of lightning –
Not his rage, then. His anger was muddled and directionless, explosive and destructive, like a hurricane. This rage had a purpose.
Naruto looked up.
Kakashi's face was twisted in a silent snarl, teeth bared. His red eye looked, somehow, redder.
And just as Kakashi's ire flared, his panic subsided. Naruto leaned against Kakashi's shoulder and cupped his cheek, wiping away his fury with his thumb. "S'okay," he whispered, his voice choked. "You killed them already."
Kakashi shuddered. He leaned into Naruto's palm and kissed his wrist. "Tell me," he said quietly. "Please, Naruto. Don't bear this alone. Let me in. Naruto," he murmured, kissing his forehead, his eyes, his lips. "Naruto."
The teen trembled in response. He snuggled closer, ever closer, seeking shelter in the warmth and strength of Kakashi's body; in the gentleness of his touch. "I used to walk home. Before I got my bike. They offered me a ride. The man in the back opened the door and told me to put on the seatbelt."
Kakashi's hold tightened as the man engulfed him with his body. It made Naruto feel safer. He must have held on just as firmly.
"Um. Then Zatsu got a gun n' pointed it at my head n' told me to shut up n' the other man grabbed – grabbed me n' – " He was crying again, digging his nails into Kakashi's skin. "N' I panicked so I kicked the gun n' the bullet somehow hit the other man in the shoulder n' I somehow jumped out n' ran all the way to the – to the apartment. N' it sucked 'cause I was bruised real bad n' no one cared. They could've done whatever and no one would've searched for me, looked for me, helped me – n' I came back to school the other day n' no one even noticed n' I had to go back to work 'cause I was so fucking hungry n' – "
His sobs shook his ribcage. Crying never hurt him this badly, but now he could not stop.
"Don't leave me," he begged. "Even if – "
"Of course I'm not leaving you. Don't think that. Don't you ever think that," Kakashi growled softly, tangling his fingers in his hair. "I'm not mad at you. Never at you, Naruto," he murmured, kissing his temple. "I wish I had found you sooner. I wish I could have protected you better. I am furious that someone would dare do that to a child. Not at you. Never at you, Naruto."
Naruto sniffled. "But that's – that's also wrong," he choked. "I want you to treat me like your equal, even if that means being angry sometimes. You're so careful with me," he accused. He leaned away from Kakashi's neck and wiped his eyes so he could glare at the man still holding him close. "Stop treating me like I'm broken. I want you to kiss me. I want you to touch me." He panted, his breath trembling against Kakashi's jaw." "I want you to want me – "
Kakashi kissed him. He pulled the teen closer against him, his arm gripping his waist, and with the other he held his jaw, lowering Naruto into his arms and guiding him below him. His lips devoured Naruto's, nipping and sucking and caressing those that parted so eagerly under his touch.
He released him only when Naruto pulled his hair, gasping for breath.
"I do want you," he whispered, cupping his cheek and holding his gaze. "Those past months would have been so much easier if I didn't." He traced the line of Naruto's tears with his thumb. "I have you here, naked and breathless, in my arms. How can you think I want anything other than to kiss you, to touch you until you are gasping for air, calling my name?" he growled softly against his ear. "I want to cover you with my touch until the only thing you remember is me."
Naruto gazed up at him, eyes shining and yielding and so very soft. His pulse beat wildly under the man's seeking fingers. Kakashi's kiss made him feel wanted; his touch made him feel safe.
Kakashi moved his thumb to caress his lips. "I just want… to match your pace. To take our time. You are… precious, to me," he whispered as he cradled the teen's head against his neck. "I don't want to hurt you."
Naruto closed his eyes and breathed in Kakashi's scent. He hugged him, melting into his arms, and Kakashi lifted his knees so he could support him better, hold him closer.
Naruto felt spent, both emotionally and physically. His eyes fluttered against the man's neck, closing all on their own… when he suddenly remembered he had to pack because he had to fly and yet Kakashi was right there –
His eyes snapped open as he sat up in Kakashi's lap. The man looked alarmed, so Naruto immediately reached for his cheek and caressed it. "What are you doing here, though?" he breathed. "I'm flying tomorrow."
The man huffed, offering half a smile in response. "I know," he replied. "This is the first time you fly, isn't it?" he murmured, leaning into the teen's hand. "It can be stressful, so – "
"You're flying with me?!" Naruto cried, eyes wide. "But-but the flight seats n' – um. How'd you know the flight number? And – "
"I got the details from Jiraiya," the man interrupted, a small smirk dancing on his lips. "I arranged it so I am sitting next to you." He kissed Naruto's wrist. "Though it seems I need first to help you pack," he teased.
Naruto grinned, light bubbling within him. He leaned close and kissed Kakashi, his lips settling confidently against the man's. "I love you," he breathed and kissed him again. "I really love you."
Kakashi hmmed. "I am aware. Mind if we nap first?"
Naruto scoffed, trying to assume an annoyed expression, but he could not stop grinning. "Fine." He petted his silver hair, which earned him a rather exasperated glare.
Naruto grinned wider, jumped off the bed, and ran to his closet – since the blanket on the floor was out of the question. He reached for the nearest blanket and began to drag it out, but it was weighed down by winter blankets and refused to budge.
Naruto's ears flushed. "Oi," he grumbled. "Aren't you gonna help?"
"I'm enjoying the view."
Naruto looked back, confused, and saw Kakashi leaning against the wall, one knee propped up. He leaned his elbow on his knee and his chin on his palm and focused his penetrating, mismatched gaze on him. His lips were curled with the smallest of smiles and he still didn't wear his shirt and Naruto suddenly realized he was naked.
He flushed, nearly overcome with the urge to cover up – when he remembered what Sakura said earlier this morning and puffed up his chest. "I put on weight," he declared. "And I'm still boxing. Check this out!" He flexed and pointed at his stomach. "I have a six-pack!"
Kakashi hummed in appreciation. "Still can't fetch a blanket," he teased.
"Shut up!" Naruto protested, fished out the blanket, and closed the closet doors before the rest of the blankets toppled on top of him. He threw the blanket at Kakashi's head – who had the audacity to laugh – and opened a different door, picking out an old shirt and a pair of underwear.
"You don't need those," Kakashi muttered suddenly. "Come here."
Naruto turned around, a protest on his lips, but Kakashi had already spread the blanket on the bed and held out his hand, waiting for him.
Naruto shoved the clothing items into the closet and crawled toward the hand. His mind was blank but for one, singular objective – reaching Kakashi's lap.
The man guided him to lie down in his arms. He cradled his head against his neck and his waist against his stomach. He brushed away his hair – more of a habit, really – and kissed his forehead. "You're taller," he murmured. "Grew about… two inches?" He covered him with the blanket, his touch careful and soothing.
"And a half!" Naruto corrected, grinning against Kakashi's collarbone. "Teuchi said that's cuz I'm eating his ramen and not the instant stuff, but Sakura says that's because of her food. She cooks healthy recipes, or something, and she said I can't buy unhealthy stuff because it interferes with her diet, so I eat what she makes." He bit the man's shoulder.
"Seems to me you're still hungry," Kakashi commented, shoving his head away. "We can sneak out later, if you want," he murmured. "I know a place."
"A ramen place," Naruto asserted, pushing himself back into the crook of Kakashi's neck and nuzzling at his pulse. "I missed your cooking, too," he confessed.
"Hmm. Sleep, Naruto."
And he did. He snuggled as close as he could, hugging Kakashi's waist with one hand and cupping his cheek with the other. "I love you," he sighed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
Notes
I'm back!
Sorta. Finals were tough so I decided to take a little break and move back with my parents for a month or so, so I'm still going to post on Fridays, but they might be… Saturdays to some of you. Time zones are confusing.
Anyways, um, so I'm back and Kakashi is too (didn't plan this but I kinda like how it turned out) and, well, things are only going to get more NSFW from this point on. Kakashi is still worried he might hurt Naruto and Naruto still wants to rush ahead, but that will slowly be solved over the next period as they are finally going to live as a couple.
Sakura is having a great time, though.
Also – finally closed the thread from Naruto's sexual harassment, so there will be no more of that. Kakashi feels now that his hesitance to rush ahead was justified, so he's going to slowly teach Naruto about sex and be really mindful of his past, and honestly, I kinda like the idea of losing one's virginity slowly rather than immediately expecting the other person to be ready for penetration.
I did make a choice to have Naruto utterly clueless about sex. It kind of makes sense in canon but not really in the settings of this AU, but I figured it would be more fun, esp. since I straddled Kakashi with a devotion kink (I think? IDK if that's a thing) basically that the very idea that Naruto trusts him to take care of him and guide him drives him crazy. I mean, there's just something about Kakashi like he searches for someone to follow, someone to worship, so I figured it would be interesting to explore that… sexually lol (and Naruto won't stay shy forever worry not lol he's going to learn the real meaning of kink somewhat soon)
Anyway, that's it! What did you guys think? Please let me know!
