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It's The Thought That Counts	By : midori Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1015 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-It's The Thought That Counts
- 1
It’s The
Thought That Counts

DISCLAIMER: we own nothing involving "naruto." that is owned by kishimoto-sensei. we just play with the boys for our own amusement.
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Today Sucked and it sucked in the not happy fashion, with a
capital S to boot. A lot of people would agree with him that turning a year
older was never a happy thing, especially with thirty looming right around the
corner. But for Kakashi, this day was especially bad, considering his lover
seemed to be the only one in all of Konoha to not remember it was his birthday!
The chuunin had treated him like normal all day long, even when Kakashi had
deliberately sought him out in hopes of some birthday nookie! And he didn't
even remember! A decided pout was visible through the thin fabric of the dark
mask covering his face as Kakashi let himself into his apartment with a grumble
and a dispirited shuffle of sandaled feet.

It had hurt more than he'd thought that Iruka did not seem
to care enough to even mark down the day his lover had been born. Hadn't
Kakashi raced back injured and bloody from an S-class mission to be with Iruka
on his birthday? Sure, he'd passed out shortly thereafter from exhaustion and
blood-loss, but it was the thought that counted, dammit! Kakashi sulked the
entire time he locked his door behind him and toed off his shoes with a small
grumble Yep…today sucked.

Iruka went silent as he heard Kakashi enter the house. He
gave his reflection one last look in the bathroom mirror before yanking the
band out of his hair and dragging his fingers through it quickly. He'd done
quite a bit of work for this...looking through all of Kakashi's Icha Icha
books, even asking Jiraiya for ideas...then he'd come across a scene whose
pages appeared to be rather well-read. Plus...one of the characters had
reminded him an awful lot of Kakashi. When confronted about it, Jiraiya had
just smiled mysteriously.

On top of all that, it had not been easy to find a black
school uniform in his size...but it had been achieved. So there he was, hiding
out in Kakashi's bathroom, looking like an overgrown schoolboy and feeling
slightly apprehensive about how Kakashi might respond to the whole thing. Taking
a deep breath, he stepped out of the bathroom and leaned in the doorway.
"Sensei..."

Kakashi grunted when he heard Iruka's voice, though he'd yet
to look up from toeing off his sandals. He finally glanced up enough to catch
sight of Iruka peeking out from the bathroom door. He didn't see the rest of
the ensemble, though he did raise a brow at the man's loose hair. When coupled
with the word 'sensei' instead of 'Kakashi' the jounin was a bit confused and
that grey brow disappeared beneath the sagging edge of his forehead protector.
"What's up?" That was it. He'd give Iruka five minutes to wish him
Happy Birthday or he was going to lay on a guilt trip so thick, the chuunin
wouldn't feel content for two weeks straight!

Iruka hesitantly stepped out into the living room, glancing shyly at Kakashi
through his hair, though mostly looking at the floor. Much of it was an act,
but he did feel a bit shy and nervous about doing this as well.
"A-ano...sensei...you said you wanted to see me after school? For my punishment?"
He felt his face flushing a bit. He really hoped Kakashi picked up on what he
was doing quickly, and that he liked the idea. It was remarkably easy for Iruka
to stare at the floor, avoiding eye contact with his lover.

Kakashi had been in the process of hooking his fingers
through the band of his forehead protector when Iruka stepped out of the
bathroom. Shock registered on that masked visage as his hand and entire body
froze with the sight of his lover standing there in the schoolboy's uniform. Kakashi
made a strangled sound and just gaped for a moment as he greedily took in the
sight of Iruka standing there. When those downright erotic words hit his ears
however, the jounin found himself just a tad lightheaded as all the blood in
his brain headed south towards the other head. "I…Iruka…." An audible
gulp then, but Kakashi caught on quickly enough once the initial shock was
over.

Iruka stepped a bit closer to the older man, heart suddenly
pounding. Kakashi was definitely surprised...but it still left the question of
whether he liked what he saw. "I-I know I did something I wasn't supposed
to, but...but I've never gotten in trouble before," he murmured,
practically whimpering in 'fear.' "So...please don't be too hard on me? I
promise it'll never happen again..." He still couldn't bring himself to
look directly at Kakashi, keeping his head still angled toward the floor. He
was definitely nervous...but perhaps a bit excited as well.

Kakashi idly wondered if he was drooling and was thankful for the mask as he
walked forward a bit, still a little dazed and shocked by the sight before him.
Suddenly it made sense. He'd thought someone had been messing with his Icha
Icha collection and it would turn out the culprit was none other than Iruka
himself. How the hell had the chuunin known the story of the schoolboy being
punished by his teacher was one of his favorites?! A shiver of delight ran
through Kakashi as he approached his lover, easily shrugging on the 'role' he
was supposed to play and he pulled the mask down so he could breathe fully as
his lungs seemed to tighten along with his throat at the sumptuous sight of
Iruka in that too tight uniform.

"Oh? And just what have you done so wrong that you need
to be punished?" Of course, Kakashi wanted to ask Iruka if he'd been
caught reading 'dirty' books in class again but he kept his more sarcastic
remarks to himself since the other man looked nervous enough to bolt at the
first sign of trouble.

Iruka seemed to be having trouble breathing, himself.
"Do you have to make me say it?" he whispered, before speaking a bit
louder. "Just...do what you want to me, but please don't tell my parents
why I got in trouble. Don't tell them you found me kissing another boy behind
the school, they'd kill me!" He decided he was rather proud of his
distressed act. He wrapped his arms around himself and dared a glance at
Kakashi. He almost grinned at the shell-shocked look on his boyfriend's face
but managed to stay in character. "It'll never happen again, just don't
tell anyone, ne?"

How the hell did Iruka expect him to remain in 'character'
when he said things like this? Kakashi bit back a soft mewl and settled onto
his bed when his knees started to grow a bit weak. "O…Oh I see…well that
is very troublesome indeed. I'll have to punish you severely for this of
course." A plan started to awaken deep in Kakashi's perverted mind then as
he slowly started to grin in a more familiar manner. "Kissing another
boy….tsk. I hope you enjoyed it, Iruka-kun, because now you're going to pay for
it." A small part of Kakashi's mind was giggling senselessly as he
practically quoted some lines from his favorite book series verbatim. Who'd
have ever thought he'd get to put them to use, though! And they said reading
porn would get him nowhere...pfft.....

Iruka nodded a bit. "I understand...it's bad, isn't it?
I just couldn't help it...I like him much more than any of the girls I
know." His inner brat giggled, wondering what Kakashi would make of that, what he'd think of this phantom
boy that had led him so astray. "But that doesn't really matter...I know I
deserve to be punished." He wasn't really thinking about what he was
saying...his mind was already racing ahead, considering all the possibilities,
wondering what Kakashi might have in store for him. But his racing pulse and
the warmth gathering low in his belly told him that whatever it was, he'd
probably enjoy it. "W-what are you going to do to me, sensei?"

Kakashi's mouth was dry as cotton and he swallowed as his
eyes continued to study the delectable sight of Iruka standing before him in
the uniform. "Come here, you need to prove to me that you really are
serious about being sorry." The devilish grin that curved his lips was
just borderline evil in its dark sensuality and he motioned for Iruka to join
him on the bed. "So who was the boy who you find so desirable anyway,
hmmn?" Looking for a chance to tease his lover, Kakashi raised a brow and
canted his head to the side with a mischievous look.

Iruka shifted uncomfortably for a few moments before
hesitantly moving to sit on the bed. He left a good foot of space between
himself and Kakashi, and angled his body slightly away from the older man. He
seriously considered being obnoxious and telling him something like
"Genma" or "Asuma," but thought he really didn't want to
potentially

end up with a jealous lover and totally ruin the mood, and besides which, it was the man's birthday. Damn.

"His name's Kakashi-kun, sensei."

Silently wondering just what he was going to do now that he
had Iruka at his 'mercy,' Kakashi had to be careful and not drool in
anticipation as his 'student' came to settle on the bed beside him. Where
were a desk and a ruler when you needed them? Somehow, Kakashi highly doubted
he'd be able to convince Iruka to play out this particular fantasy at school in
his classroom so the jounin settled for what he'd got instead.

"I see...sounds like this Kakashi-kun is just nothing
but bad news for you." A smirk curved his lips then as he reached out to
gently catches a few of those trailing dark locks in his fingers as he watched
the chuunin with narrow and suddenly hot eyes. "Are you ready for your
punishment, Iruka-kun?"

Iruka flinched slightly. "Kakashi-kun is worth the
trouble." He leaned ever so slightly toward the other man. “I am ready for
whatever you deem necessary."

"Oh is he now?" The silver-haired jounin purred
silkily as he tugged on those dark strands of hair, drawing Iruka close.
"Such illicit thoughts about another student…and a man at that. Tsk. tsk.
tsk." That handsome visage drew close until finally, that wild broom-like
head of silver hair spilled across Iruka's cheek. "And just what have the
two of you been up to, hmmn? Has Kakashi-kun touched you like this?" And
one pale hand rose to stroke down Iruka's cheek, tracing a cool line down his
neck to smooth over his chest in feathery caresses. "How did he kiss
you, Iruka-kun?" That dark velvet voice was rich and thick as sin as the
silver-haired man purred out those words with a feline sort of relish.

Iruka feigned a stifled gasp as his sensei ran a hand over
his torso and gave the older man a nervous, questioning look. "I...I don't
really know what you mean. He...he k-kissed me...sweetly, I suppose."
Inner Iruka snorted at that. Kakashi, sweet? But then he felt bad for the thought.
Kakashi could be sweet in quick doses, when he felt like it.

"Oh really....? I think you should show me exactly what
the two of you were up to so I'll know how best to punish you." That soft,
husky whisper could be heard as Kakashi pulled Iruka closer until the other was
almost sprawled across his lap. Pale fingers went to work at skimming over that
dark-clad chest, the rough skin of his fingertips scraping across the rough
uniform material as he did so. "So he kissed you and what else did he do,
Iruka-kun?"

Iruka stared at the other man with wide eyes for a few
moments and then stuttered, "Sh-show you? I...I...nothing else happened,
sensei, I swear! It was only a kiss!" He backed away from the other man a
little, considering how far to go with the innocent act. He fully planned to
continue acting for the entire duration of the...encounter, but now pondered
how to play this out. "It was only a kiss," he insisted. "I
wouldn't know what to do aside from that." Inner Iruka grinned devilishly.

And Inner Kakashi was grinning in a pleased and gloating
manner as Iruka uttered those seemingly innocent words. One pale brow rose as
Kakashi eyed him for a long moment, a smirking expression filling that pale
visage as he eyed his lover with a half-lowered eye. "That's all you did?
I highly doubt that, Iruka-kun. I know how boys’ hormones can run away with
them…."

One pale hand curled around the base of Iruka's neck,
trapping him in a seemingly slender yet dangerously strong prison of pale
fingers. "So was the kiss like this, Iruka-kun?" And those warm tiers
lowered to press against Iruka's in a soft, lingering kiss before breaking away
enough that Kakashi could whisper his next words against Iruka's lips. "Or
was it more passionate, like this?" With those husky words, his lips
lowered once more to kiss Iruka with more passion and heat this time. Teeth
nipped at the chuunin's lower lip as the silver-haired man begged entrance of
that moist mouth.

Iruka gasped and responded to the kiss briefly before
pushing the older man away. He sat back, blinking rapidly as he gulped down
air. "It...it was like the first one. I don't...I don't understand why
you're doing this, sensei!" Iruka was a damn good actor and proud of it.
Very few people realized that much of his cheerful attitude was an act. Not to
say that Iruka wasn't a nice, kind, caring person...but neither was he as sweet
and innocent as some seemed to believe. He tended to be an optimist and was
fiercely loyal to those he cared about, but he was not above sarcasm or mood
swings. And after all, being a good ninja required the ability to commit to a
part if the situation required it.

Kakashi prided himself on his self-control but the sight of
his lover acting so innocent and pure was so erotic it left him breathless for
a moment. Iruka was gifted with a look of pure, unadulterated need on Kakashi's
face. For once, the jounin wasn't in control of his expressions and the chuunin
could see just how turned on his boyfriend was by this lovely little act.
"Shhh…. I'm just trying to figure out what you've done with
Kakashi-kun…." He kissed Iruka again, his mouth tender and teasing on the
chuunin's as those pale fingers buried themselves in dark strands of hair.
Kakashi's other hand moved to the buttons of that uniform jacket, agile fingers
unbuttoning the buttons as he went along, heading ever southward and lower in
its exploration.

Iruka felt a stream of pride flowing through him for a
moment, upon seeing the lustful expression on Kakashi's face. He returned the
kiss "hesitantly," wanting to give in to Kakashi's persuasive mouth.
But now was not the time to abandon his act. He knew that it would all be
better in the end if he put all his effort into his gift. With that in mind, he
broke the kiss again and grabbed weakly at Kakashi's wrist, slowing the
progress of Kakashi's hand through his buttons. "But I told you! It's
true, we only kissed. And I told you, it was like...like that first one. You
think I'm lying to you?" he asked with just the slightest whimper.

"Hmmmn….I'm just wondering what else the two of you
have done....Maybe this time all you did was kiss but what about the other
times?" Kakashi continued to try and seduce Iruka's mouth with his own,
those skilled tiers moving against the other's in a teasing and lustful manner
as he sought to 'weaken' Iruka's resolve. "I'm going to see all of you and
test you to see just how innocent you claim to be, Iruka-kun."

Kakashi continued to unbutton the buttons of the jacket,
paying little mind to Iruka's weak defense against his motions as he sought out
the tanned flesh he knew to be there beneath that borrowed uniform. "And
if you prove to me that you're as innocent as you claim, maybe I won't tell
your parents and this will be just a secret kept between the two of us…" A
low purring laugh then as Kakashi drew back enough to meet Iruka's gaze with a
half-lidded look of lust and desire.

Iruka felt himself reacting to Kakashi's assertion that he
would "see all of him," felt himself quickly hardening.
"But...that was the only time!" he insisted. "How am I supposed
to prove something like that?" He dropped his hand away from Kakashi's arm
and found himself resisting the urge to purr at the hand stroking through his
hair. Kakashi knew how he
loved that.

"You'll have to figure that out for yourself,
Iruka-kun." That taunting answer finally came and Kakashi stroked his
fingers through Iruka's hair as he sensed his lover's weakness in the face of
that move. And slowly, he pushed Iruka back to lie on the bed, the jounin's lean
form stretching out beside him as another evil smirk curled his lips. "Or
you could find something worth my while to keep quiet about this. Do you have
anything to offer, Iruka-kun?" Laughter registered low and huskily in
Kakashi's throat as he lowered his lips once more to kiss Iruka passionately,
his fingers having finally unbuttoned the jacket enough for him to part the
fabric and reveal what was beneath.

Iruka moaned softly into the kiss, forcing himself not to
wrap his arms possessively around the silver-haired man. When Kakashi gave him
a moment's respite from the intoxicating kiss, Iruka murmured, "I...I
don't think I have anything to offer that would be satisfactory." He
pouted a bit at this, happily baiting the older man.

"I'm sure you can think of something that might
interest me, Iruka-kun." Inner Kakashi was all but melting into a puddle
of happy goo at how things were going. If he was ever able to think clearly
enough once again, Kakashi silently swore to himself he'd ask Iruka just how
the hell he'd known about one of his more favorite fantasies. He'd been tempted
to try and breach the subject with Iruka for a while now but had not dared risk
it since he knew how prickly his lover could be about propriety, especially
between student and teacher. This was without a doubt, the best birthday gift
Iruka could have given him and he kissed the dark-haired man passionately once
more, trying to relay without words how much this gesture touched him. Once
Iruka was settled on the bed, Kakashi's fingers continued to toy with the silky
and fine locks at the base of his neck for a moment longer before that hand
moved to join its companion in trying to loosen and unbutton the rest of
Iruka's clothes.

Iruka squirmed just slightly on the bed, his breath coming
faster as Kakashi slowly, teasingly, worked on undressing him. "Well it
seems you're already trying to get whatever it is that interests you," he
said somewhat sulkily. "All I can give you is...to let you do what you
want." He gulped and then added as a defiant afterthought, "But that
doesn't mean I have to like it." Ah, just upping the challenge for
Kakashi. He felt certain that the other man would appreciate it.

The laugh coming from Kakashi's mouth in any other situation
would have been chilling. It was not mirthful or pleasant, rather it was full
of taunting arrogance and a faint hint of some darker undertones. "Why,
Iruka-kun…I do believe that sounds like a challenge." The jounin was
smirking now as he threw a leg over Iruka's thighs, shifting until he was
straddling the other so he could peer down at him from beneath that wild fall
of thick silken grey hair. "I'm sure if I tried I could get you to enjoy
it. Hmnn…perhaps that will be your punishment. Try and resist all you want, but
I promise I'll get you to admit to liking this before we're through."
Another arrogant smirk then and Kakashi bit Iruka's lower lip sharply as if to
prove a point before his hands continued to unbutton first the chuunin's shirt
and then his pants as he set about stripping the other down to nothing.

Iruka glowered at his "sensei" while licking
absently at his abused lip. "The ONLY reason I'm letting you do this is
because you're blackmailing me," he snorted. Hm, where'd he misplace the
bashful, innocent student act? This was too much like his real personality, he
thought with an internal laugh. "And isn't this WORSE than what I
did?" He ended that statement with a soft sniffle, oddly combining a
rebellious streak with fearful innocence.

Kakashi kissed his throat in apology as his fingers slipped
beneath the now parted material of Iruka's shirt so he could test out and
caress the tanned flesh he found there. He lazily allowed his hands to travel
to the chuunin's nipples where his fingertips flicked across them in a taunting
manner. The low chuckle that rose in Kakashi's throat was muffled against
Iruka's skin as the jounin slowly slid lower and lower down his lover's body.
"Oh it will be a lot better, I promise you that, Iruka-kun." This
being said, he nibbled on the sharp line of Iruka's collarbone and allowed his
hands to move southward where they teased the loosened band of Iruka's pants
and dipped slowly beneath the waistline in search of new skin to explore.

Both student-Iruka and Inner Iruka wanted to smack Kakashi
for the lame joke, though Inner Iruka only meant it affectionately. He let his
head loll back, not necessarily intentionally
baring more skin to Kakashi's hot mouth. His hips flexed before he could think
about it, reflexively seeking out that well-loved touch. “Sensei…” he sighed,
“Why are you doing this?” So what if he was perhaps fishing for compliments or
some such thing. Kakashi wasn’t ordinarily above such things himself.

The jounin's breath washed across Iruka's shoulder then as
Kakashi followed the oh-so-tempting line of one collarbone. He nipped and
nibbled at the tan flesh there as he pushed the shirt out of the way so he
could taste Iruka's skin. As one of Kakashi's hands slipped beneath the
waistline of the chuunin's pants, and then his underwear, the other moved to
fully unfasten and unzip any last barriers between he and what he wanted.

"I'm merely looking out for the sanctity of my
students." That mild protestation came then as he licked along the hollow
of Iruka's throat. "Well…that and you're so sexy when you put this uniform
on, Iruka." That last was a dark heavy whisper in Iruka's ear as Kakashi
broke 'character' long enough to tell his lover how much he appreciated this.
"Now sit up." And he extracted his hands to help pull the chuunin
into a sitting position.

Iruka moaned "Kakashi..." ever so softly into his
lover's ear, followed by a lick to that ear, before he complied and sat up with
a bit of effort. He blinked owlishly at the older man and then looked away
nervously, easily slipping back into the role of a nervous, confused student.
He was actually rather curious as to why he was sitting up. He squirmed
uncomfortably as his erection rubbed against his pants, wondering with
amusement what Kakashi would make of his obvious physical reaction. "Sensei?"
he murmured meekly.

Kakashi merely grinned in a wolfish manner reminiscent of
Jiraiya as Iruka sat up despite his obvious erection and he moved his hands to
the dark-haired man's shoulders. "You're wearing too many clothes,"
was all he would say as he began to divest his lover of the jacket and then the
shirt beneath with nips and licks proceeding his way tasting the skin of
Iruka's shoulders with broad swipes of his tongue. While he did so, he tugged
and pulled at the chuunin, seeking to guide him towards the edge of the bed as
his lips ghosted along Iruka's torso. Once the dark-haired man was sitting with
his legs hanging off the side of the bed, Kakashi lightly parted his thighs so
that he could settle between them, arms around the other's waist as his lips
sought out Iruka's navel.

Iruka moaned low in his throat, doing his best to stay still
as Kakashi bathed him with his soft tongue. His stomach muscles jumped and
twitched under Kakashi's attention. One of his hands drifted down to stroke
Kakashi's soft, wild hair just slightly, but then he jerked his hand away as if
burned and swallowed a smile. He might as well give his sensei a little
reaction for all his trouble, after all.

"So, Iruka-kun….has he ever touched you down
here?" That husky whisper was heard once more as Kakashi slipped his hands
in Iruka's pants once more, dipping easily past his underwear to tease rough
fingertips along the hot flesh of the chuunin's groin. He was achingly close to
the other's erection though never quite there. "Has anyone ever touched
you here?" Just then, one single fingertip ghosted across the head of
Iruka's erection in a feather light touch almost not even felt. "Have you
touched yourself here, Iruka-kun?"

Iruka let out a high-pitched little mewl as he felt
Kakashi's teasing touch, feeling a trickle of clear fluid bubbling up in that
finger's wake. By now he was nearly panting. This was another thing Kakashi had
learned...Iruka really loved being teased and tormented until he was ready to
lose his mind. After a few moments of trying to calm himself, he murmured
breathlessly, "Y-yes...I have...but no one else has."

Kakashi merely chuckled in that silky and rich manner of his
and those ghosting fingers moved to wrap lightly around Iruka's erection then.
His lips continued to smooth along the chuunin's stomach, teeth nipping lightly
around the navel as his tongue laved what skin it could find with moist strokes
that followed with cool puffs of air. "You have, Iruka-kun? Hmmn….I think
you'll have to show me…" And with that, he moved his hand away from that
aching erection and proceeded to start tugging the chuunin's pants and
underwear down as best he could with the angle he was at.

"Sh-show you?" Iruka whimpered. "I...I can't
do that, sensei! Please don't make me..." Of course, he was dying to touch
himself, have any sort of pressure and friction on his aching cock. He didn't
exactly help as Kakashi worked on removing his pants, but he didn't actively
resist, either. He wondered idly if his "sensei" would make Iruka
touch him as well. He figured there were still all sorts of possibilities.
Either way, he was definitely glad he'd thought of this.

"Yes…show me…" That satisfied smirk was back in
place then as Kakashi finished tugging Iruka's pants off and the underwear was
soon gone as well to leave the tanned man naked and bare. It was highly unfair
considering Kakashi was still clothed and the smirk he granted Iruka grew as he
watched the chuunin's every movements with that hot and smoldering look in his
eyes. "Now touch yourself, Iruka-kun. I want to see what you've been
doing. Don't worry, it'll be our little secret…."

Iruka whimpered in dismay and angled his head down and to
the side a bit, letting his hair obscure his face. He slowly reached down and
wrapped his hand around his rigid length, hissing softly at the delicious
sensation it brought. It was a sensation of relief, almost, mixed in with a
sudden spike of need. He moaned softly as he began to slowly stroke himself,
squeezing his hot shaft a bit tighter in his hand.

Kakashi watched him intently, the gleam of desire and hunger
unmistakable in his eyes as he watched his lover touch himself. A breathy sound
that could only be labeled as a moan struggled to rise in Kakashi's throat as
he watched Iruka stroke himself. The expressions flashing across the chuunin's
face were fascinating and the silver-haired man found himself torn between
watching them and the delectable sight of Iruka jacking himself off. "Very
good…." The jounin's voice was a tad less firm and more breathy now as he
tore his gaze from his lover’s face to watch the tanned hand work its magic on
Iruka's erection.

"You're so beautiful like that, Iruka……" It was
tearing at Kakashi's self control to watch his lover do this and he swallowed
painfully as other parts of his body grew heavier and more painful in their
demand for attention. He was now fully aroused and it was starting to get
achingly painful but he found himself unwilling to slake his needs quite yet.
There was still so much more they could do.

Iruka panted and sighed as he sped up his stokes slightly,
then rather suddenly straightened up, arching his back and placing his free
hand behind him for balance...really, so that he would be better displayed for
the older man. With a louder moan, he tossed his head back, thereby flipping
his hair out of his face. He eyed Kakashi scorchingly, for just this moment,
allowing Kakashi's lover, not his student, to take over. "You like what
you see?" he intoned with seductive confidence. Then he chuckled softly
and bent his head forward to hide his face again.

That low and seductive whisper all but had Kakashi
whimpering with need and he smiled happily up at his lover from his position on
the floor between the chuunin's thighs. "I love it, you're so gorgeous,
Iruka. I'm fighting the urge to just pounce right now." Pale hands ghosted
along the inside of Iruka's thighs in a playful manner, the soft flicks and
brushes of his fingers meant to drive his lover up a wall. "Thank you for
doing this…." The smile he offered then was not his typical sardonic one
and or the 'I'm so innocent' look either. No, this was a true and genuine
smile. It was warm and turned those bi-colored eyes to something soft and
tender as he smiled lovingly up at the chuunin. A pale hand rose to cup Iruka's
cheek tenderly for a moment before sliding through those dark strands of hair.

Iruka faltered in his movements and just stared at the older
man in something akin to awe, the sincere smile on his face making Iruka's mind
go blank for a few moments. "You're beautiful..." he whispered.
"Kakashi, I...shit." He laughed softly and gave the other man a
sheepish look. "Um...what..." What the hell was he supposed to be
saying? "...what do you want me to do, sensei?"

The jounin seemed as lost in the moment as Iruka for a
moment and he'd been leaning upwards to kiss his lover when Iruka jumped
guiltily, thus halting his attempt to kiss him. An odd light touched Kakashi's
eyes then, an intent look slowly replacing the playful one on his face and he
reached up with both hands now to cup Iruka's face, thus capturing the
chuunin's visage in that calloused grip. "Nothing, Iruka…I just want to
love you." That softly uttered whisper was far more serious than Iruka had
seen yet and the chuunin could see the chaotic swirl of emotions in his lover’s
eyes as Kakashi leaned closer to him so that he could capture those lips in a
kiss that was both passionate yet sweet at the same time. A faint tremble could
be felt through the jounin as he leaned into the kiss with a soft and breathy
moan.

Iruka moaned softly, his breath coming faster and faster,
his heart pounding at Kakashi's suddenly serious attitude. He gripped Kakashi's
wrists as he returned the kiss, thinking about Kakashi's addictive mouth, but
also about the intense emotions he'd seen from the other man. It was an
unfamiliar thing coming from the jounin, and Iruka quite suddenly felt nervous
for real, for reasons that had nothing to do with the physical. When the kiss
broke, he murmured in Kakashi's ear, "Happy birthday. I love you." He
scarcely dared to breathe after saying those revealing, and potentially
damning, words.

The scarred pads of Kakashi's thumbs skimmed across Iruka's
cheekbones, skin that had been cut numerous times to summon his dogs having
turned rough over the years. The jounin tried to hold the kiss as long as
possible, those hungry lips moving against Iruka's in a drugged and heady
fashion as he literally kissed the daylights out of his boyfriend. When Iruka
drew away however, Kakashi nuzzled at the chuunin's scarred cheek only to still
as those softly uttered words reached his ear. The trembling increased just a
bit and Iruka could feel the tremors in Kakashi's hands where they cradled his
face. How was Iruka to know how terrified Kakashi was of opening his heart once
again?

The jounin was scared stiff of loving Iruka only to lose
him, but unfortunately for Kakashi, it made little difference since it was too
late. He already loved the chuunin and there was little he could do to stop it.
A tender smile curved Kakashi's lips as he drew back enough to meet those
apprehensive chocolate orbs with his own dual-colored ones. "I know,"
he stated simply and tried to convince himself that returning the words would
not dispel Iruka like some ephemeral dream

Iruka smiled weakly, glad that his confession at least hadn't completely scared
the other man off. He looked away quickly, however, afraid that if he stared
too long into Kakashi's eyes that he'd just burst into tears...and he wasn't
even sure why. "M-maybe I shouldn't say that..." he whispered,
avoiding Kakashi's eyes. "I just...I just want you to know how I
feel."

Kakashi was not so much of an emotional retard that he
didn't sense he'd hurt Iruka by not easily returning those words. The jounin
found himself unable to voice his reasons or even form the words of explanation
for a long moment. "Promise me you won't die?" He gently stroked the
skin under Iruka's eyes, trying to coax his lover to look back at him. There
was a vulnerable look on Kakashi's face now. An open and fearful expression
that looked so alien on the normally brave and confident jounin's visage.

"Just promise me you won't die. I can't stand to lose
someone I love again." There, he had said it, in an indirect manner, but
that was about as direct as Kakashi could get at the moment because even now,
the hairs on the back of his neck were standing up. By admitting to loving
Iruka, he opened himself up to so much danger and anxiety.

Iruka looked at Kakashi with anxiety in his own eyes.
"Don't say that..." he whispered. "Can you promise me the same
thing? I know you can't promise that, and it scares me, but I understand what
I'm risking. Even though I know you live a dangerous life, I can't help but
love you, and I know I can't ask you to promise me something that is not in
your control. I can't promise that I won't die...because we both know it would
be a lie. But I promise that I will do my best to stay safe and be strong for
you, ne? I'd rather not promise something that I can't completely control...and
then just end up hurting you more."

Pain shimmered brightly in Kakashi's eyes as he looked up at
Iruka with that vulnerable and imploring look on his face. The chuunin had
never seen his lover look so close to falling apart. If he hadn't known better,
Iruka might have almost sworn the jounin looked close to tears as his head
bowed and fell to rest in the middle of Iruka's chest. His hands fell from the
chuunin's face and slowly moved to wrap around his waist as Kakashi hugged his
middle with a softly choked off breath.

"You scare me, Iruka. I'm terrified of losing you and I
don't know quite what to make of it." It was the first time he'd felt this
particular way about anyone. Yes, he'd loved his father and Yondaime just as he'd
loved Rin and Obito, but this was different. How was Kakashi, a man whose
emotions were so severely stunted on so many levels, supposed to explain to his
far more emotionally mature boyfriend that he was terrified of adult feelings
and love? Lust he could handle with no problem, but when it came to loving
someone completely and unselfishly, he was a fish out of water. "I love
you, Iruka, and that scares me. Is it supposed to scare me this much?" A
baffled and pained look was gifted to his lover as he looked up at him with
those oddly innocent eyes.

Iruka very nearly started crying then. "I...I don't
want to scare you, koibito. I want you to be happy. But...even so, I think it's
fairly normal. I'm scared, too, but I think I'm more afraid of driving you away
than anything else. I just...remind myself that it's worth it. I can't predict
the future, but I do know that I will gladly accept whatever you can give me,
for as long as we have together." He smiled sadly. "I'm sorry, I
didn't mean to upset you. I've totally ruined the mood now. But...I don't know
if love is supposed to be scary...but
it can be, and I think that's okay."

His lover chuckled weakly and nuzzled into his chest with
tender affection as those wild strands of silver hair tickled Iruka's skin.
"I am happy…happier than I should be actually." He began toying with
the soft skin of Iruka's back, his fingertips pausing as they came across the
scar tissue from where Mizuki's weapon had nearly ended his life. "You
would think being an academy teacher would mean a less dangerous lifestyle, but
not you." Kakashi tried to make his voice teasing and light, seeking to
lighten the atmosphere before they both got any more upset. "You have to
go throwing yourself in front of giant shuriken…."

Playful little kisses found Iruka's belly once more as
Kakashi seemed to sag, his elbows coming to rest on his lover's thighs as he
pressed into his body. The press of Iruka's erection into the lithely muscled
expanse of Kakashi's chest was not missed as the jounin continued to try to
tease his lover into a good mood. "Maaa…enough of this depressing talk, I
think we were talking about how I was going to molest you, correct? Or rather I
was going to watch you molest yourself, which by the way is fucking erotic as all
hell in case you didn't know already." This being said with a happy curve
of his eyes as he smiled brightly up at Iruka.

Iruka laughed softly. "Is that so? So what, you're just
going to watch me and not even touch me yourself? I haven't even touched you at
all." He looked surprised at this realization. Then he narrowed his eyes
at Kakashi. "Oi...you say you're happier than you should be? What the hell is that
supposed to mean?"

Uh oh….Kakashi's radar for his lover's often stormy and
fiery personality had become honed and sharp over the past few months and the
jounin knew when he was skating on thin ice with hot blades when it came to his
lover. This called for an all out distraction! "Well I could try to not
touch myself or I guess I could touch you as well…" That rich purr was
heard as Kakashi smirked up at his lover for a moment before lowering his head
enough to lick at the tip of Iruka's erection. That clever tongue lapped up the
clear and bitter pre-cum eagerly as he withdrew enough to blow on the hardened
cock teasingly. Those dual-colored eyes narrowed mischievously as he then
repeated the action and kissed at the warm flesh as he sought to derail Iruka's
train of thought completely. See, he couldn't exactly talk when his mouth was
being put to good use, now could he?

Iruka let out a surprised little moan and squirmed on the
bed as Kakashi only teased him. "God dammit
Kakashi, I can't take this teasing anymore." He dragged Kakashi away from
his lap by his hair and bent down to kiss him roughly. "I need you now," he growled. He didn't
particularly care who did what to whom, or how, but he was past his limits.

Kakashi yelped a bit in surprise as his lover reacted so
violently to his teasing but a playful grin curved his lips all the same an
instant before Iruka's crashed down on his in a forceful kiss. No doubt, Iruka
could taste himself on Kakashi's lips as the jounin pressed into that hungry
kiss with matching passion and raw need. He slowly slid up Iruka's body,
forcing the chuunin to lay back as his weight pressed into his lover’s and
finally, they would end up sprawled half on and half off the bed. "I need
you too, Iruka." So much so that he was practically shaking with the need
to possess the man beneath him. While Kakashi was usually flexible about who
ended up on top, today he found himself panting and craving the feeling of
sinking into Iruka's body more than he wanted his next breath.

"Then take me," Iruka hissed into Kakashi's ear.
He scrambled over the bed to a side table where he knew Kakashi kept
lubrication and a few other playthings. He grabbed the first tube he felt and
tossed it onto the bed, then wiggled around to lay comfortably on his back.

"So impatient…." A breathy laugh coupled with a
moan could be heard as Kakashi squirmed along with his lover to get into
position on the bed. As the tube landed against his thigh, Kakashi blinked and
reached for it with a grin, a distinctly suggestive leer crossing his face as
he uncapped the bottle. "I love the way you think, love." A soft purr
as he nuzzled Iruka's cheek tenderly for a moment before moving to claim his
lips again. He squeezed the cool gel out onto his fingertips and moved them to
dab lightly at Iruka's entrance as Kakashi moved his lover’s thighs open a bit
more to gain him better access. "Did I mention how sexy you were in that
uniform?" He was trying to distract Iruka from any possible discomfort as
he pushed at the man's entrance, testing.

Iruka closed his eyes and arched his back for a moment as
Kakashi probed at his most intimate spot. "Hmm, you may have mentioned
something," he said lightly. "I hope you enjoyed your present...even
though it's kind of unraveled by now," he laughed.

"I enjoyed unwrapping it the most." Kakashi
chuckled low and sexily as he gently pushed one finger into his lover, taking
very special care to not hurt him by being too rough as he forced the slick
digit in places fingers usually were not supposed to go. "You'll have to
dress up again, my jaw about hit the floor and you play the sweet innocent routine
far too well for my own good, Iruka…" He grinned playfully at his love
before reaching out with his free hand to wrap cool fingers around Iruka's
erection. Lube still clung to those digits as well so there was little friction
as he started to stroke the chuunin's cock with practiced ease.

Iruka stretched on the bed and moaned happily now that
Kakashi was touching him in a straightforward manner. "Mmm, yes, somehow
people got the impression that I was sweet and innocent...not sure how that
happened..." He spread his legs more and flexed his hips, making the one
finger shift deeper inside him. "More..."

"Iruka, you all but radiate wholesome goodness, it's
just who you are…" Kakashi chuckled softly and continued to move that one
finger within his lover for a moment and he stilled when Iruka moved his hips.
"So impatient…tsk we need to work on your stamina, Iruka-sensei…." As
ordered, Kakashi did extract that finger and recovered it and another one
before pressing into Iruka once more, the tips crossed so as to create the
least amount of width going through that still too tight passage. Kakashi could
feel his erection jump and twitch unhappily in his pants as he set about
preparing Iruka and that coolly slick hand moved back to the chuunin's erection
to start up its rhythm again as Kakashi began to scissor his fingers within
Iruka's body carefully.

Iruka squirmed around more, happily accepting a second
finger. "Is that really what you think about me? Ch', I thought I had done
so well to change your mind about that." Just because he was a kind,
caring person, Iruka didn't think that automatically meant that he was pure and
naive...but it sure seemed to be the assumption others made. "I thought
you knew me better than that," he teased.

"I never said I thought of you that way, that's just
the air you put off. Which works well in your favor, hmmn?" Kakashi
smirked softly and curled his fingers within Iruka, seeking out the slightly
spongy feel of his prostate. "You should use that to your advantage because
people are less likely to expect you to do half the things you do."

Iruka let his legs fall carelessly open even more, smirking
at Kakashi. "True. Apparently I still do manage to surprise even you. But
doesn't that just reinforce the theory that your default idea of me is as
someone who is very cautious and conservative?"

"Iruka…you're anything but conservative. I don't think
I've ever had a lover willing to dress up like a schoolboy and call me sensei
quite like that…" Kakashi's voice was a tad breathy now and unsteady as he
trembled softly, but the warm chuckle was obvious all the same as he carefully
stretched his lover out.

Iruka flexed his hips up as Kakashi probed deeply inside.
With a sudden intake of breath, he arched his back and moaned loudly.
"Ahhh...mmmm Kakashi, that's perfect right there..." He panted in an
attempt to regain his breath after Kakashi had finally found the spot he was
looking for. "Nnnh, give it to me now Kakashi..."

Iruka's words were enough to make him stifle a groan and
Kakashi could feel his erection twitch angrily as it was denied the contact it
wanted. But he wasn't willing to rush things and hurt Iruka just so he could
get off. A soft kiss was placed on the tip of Iruka's erection in an attempt to
distract him as Kakashi added a third finger. "Patience,
grasshopper…patience…."

Iruka moaned pitifully at the taunting kiss. "You're
not making it any easier...damn, Kakashi, explain to me why you are still fully
dressed? You certainly don't seem to be in any hurry here..." To Iruka,
this was bordering on cruel. Even though he was the one taking Kakashi on a
fairly regular basis, he didn't feel that he needed an incredible amount of
preparation anymore. He'd figured out how to relax enough to make things easier
and quicker. "It doesn't hurt, koibito..."

"Well I've been trying to please a certain someone and
didn't have the time…." Kakashi smirked impishly up the length of Iruka's
body as he licked and teased his lover's cock mercilessly. When he was content
with the lack of resistance in Iruka's body that Kakashi's sat up once again
and started to disrobe. Pale hands were unsteady and trembling just a bit with
excitement as Kakashi threw his clothes off as quickly as he could and they
ended up all over the place. The Jounin didn't seem to care however as he sat
on the bed and started on the dammed wrappings tied around his calves. He was
proud of himself when he resisted the urge to pull out a kunai and just cut the
bastards off. Iruka, it would seem, wasn't the only impatient one here.

Iruka gave the other man a somewhat sheepish smile, once
Kakashi actually gave him space to breathe and think while he undressed.
"Sorry, this was supposed to be for you and I ended up taking all the
attention for myself..." He openly looked Kakashi up and down as his
gorgeous, leanly muscled body was revealed. He mused on how uniformly pale the
jounin was, and how he enjoyed the contrast of that pale skin against his own.
And speaking of which, he was far past ready to feel that skin on his own as well.

Kakashi presented his lover with an incredulous look then,
those grey brows knitting together in a small frown and he tossed the last
wrapping away with a snort. "Are you kidding me? You managed to take a
rather depressing and boring birthday and make me a very happy pervert."
He smirked mischievously then and pulled the rest of his clothing off before
crawling back onto the bed to nuzzle Iruka softly for a moment. "Thank you
for doing this…." With that, his hand fell to Iruka's cock once more and
started stroking while the jounin fumbled around looking for the tube of lube
once more.

"Kakashiiiii..." Iruka whined, squirming around on
the bed. "Ahh...stop...do you wanna make me come before we even
start?" Maybe Kakashi was right about needing to work on his stamina...but
they had been fooling
around for a good while now. But then again, Iruka knew that didn't even
matter. Kakashi didn't need to put much effort into making Iruka insane with
lust. Somehow that man just oozed sex.

"Well, yes, actually, but if you want I'll stop."
Kakashi snorted with amusement and let his hand fall away. He was more
concerned with uncapping the tube once more and squeezing an amount onto his
fingertips so he could coat his aching erection in that cool liquid. A soft
hiss as the cold gel hit hot flesh but Kakashi paid it little mind as he then
peered curiously at his lover from beneath a ragged fall of spiky silver hair.
"How do you want to do this, Iruka?"

Iruka blinked a few times, as if considering something for the first time.
"You...are trying to...? But...I want to...you know, wait for you...so to
speak...and I don't think it would happen again so quickly if...well..."
He looked away, blushing a bit. Why was he so shy and embarrassed all of a
sudden? How ridiculous. He'd certainly love to have his own happy ending right
now, but wasn't sure his body would cooperate well enough to grant him another
one soon after that. He decided to forget about that and concentrate on
controlling himself for now...and finally considered Kakashi's question.
"I...I'm not feeling very particular...as long as I can see your
face," he smiled.

A tense little nod then as Kakashi's eyes grew intent and
focused as he rearranged Iruka's legs to curl over his thighs as he hooked the
chuunin's elbows beneath his arms and lifted the tanned form upwards. The hot
gleam of lust in the other man's eyes had grown even more heated and intense as
Kakashi's hand moved to guide his cock to Iruka's entrance, the blunt head of
that slicked flesh hot and probing at the chuunin's ass. "Ready?" The
unsteadiness of Kakashi's voice and the slightly elevated speed of his
breathing told the dark-haired man he wasn't going to be able to control
himself for much longer but Kakashi did politely wait for his lover's approval
before entering Iruka all the same.

Iruka nodded and tried to measure his breathing. He was
starting to wish he'd just let himself go before, not tried so hard to control
himself and hang on till the end. He knew there was no way he was going to last
very long. But of course, he reminded himself, that didn't have to interfere
with Kakashi's enjoyment. "Do it," he breathed out. "Don't hold
back. Give me everything you have."

"I won't hurt you." Kakashi was odd like that, he
would play-act and possibly even be in for a little spanking, but when it came
to truly hurting Iruka, he shied away from it like a skittish horse. The
chuunin, of course, could only guess at the various psychological problems and
neuroses his lover possessed, however, and he was pretty much in the dark when
it came to trying to figure out just what made Kakashi tick. The jounin leaned
down to kiss his lover sweetly and with a slow heating of passion as he pushed
his way in. His pace was slow and very careful as he forced his way past the
delicious tightness of the chuunin's anus and paused as he fully seated himself
within the other man. The low groan that struggled to claw it's way up
Kakashi's throat and the look of agonized ecstasy on the jounin's face told
Iruka how much his lover was enjoying this.

Iruka moaned deeply, sounding pained, and gasped out,
"You're right, you won't I can
handle it. Please. It's what I want." Kakashi was almost obsessively
careful with him, always had been, and Iruka was never sure what to make of it.
He honestly wondered if Kakashi feared that Iruka would push him away over some
potential physical pain, if Kakashi was trying desperately not to make a
mistake of any kind. He reached up and cupped Kakashi's jaw in his hand and
gave him a pleading look. "You feel so, so good...I'm not fragile,
Kakashi. And I trust you. I know it'll be good." He didn't know how to
convince his love that he wanted
Kakashi to lose control, to give in to his feelings and desires and not try so
hard to predict someone else's.

Iruka should have known better than to hope for Kakashi to
lose control. Despite his lackadaisical actions and teaching methods, Kakashi
was obsessively controlled when it came to himself. It no doubt came from his
somewhat fucked up childhood and the pressures placed upon him at such a young
age. It was why Kakashi rarely gave away any true emotion and why he was so
good at obfuscation and hiding the true him from others.

His control was slipping a bit, however, and he could not
stop the shudder from running through him or the loud groan he issued as he
paused within Iruka. "So tight…gods…" He grit out from between
clenched teeth as he panted softly and began to move within Iruka. His strokes
were not hesitant or overly careful however, since even he knew better than to
treat Iruka like glass, but they were long and thorough as he sought to bring
pleasure to his lover.

Iruka watched Kakashi avidly as he clung to the older man,
gasping and whimpering at the movements of the jounin's length inside him. It
was the first time that he realized his desire for Kakashi to lose control, to
show some sign that he was an imperfect human...but even more than that, to
feel that Kakashi was as affected by their activities as Iruka was. Because
frankly, Iruka knew how easy it was for him to lose control around Kakashi.
Sometimes it startled him how much he craved the older man. His breath hitched
as he murmured, "I love you," feeling safe in saying that now, thanks
to their previous discussion.

More and more of Kakashi's normally placid visage cracked
and crumbled away as he lost himself in Iruka. His brows knit together, eyes
falling close in a tight but obviously pleasured expression as the
silver-haired man sped up more. He could feel his control on his lust slipping
slickly through his fingers and his body moved without conscious thought now as
he sought out Iruka's prostate, trying to hit that bundle of nerves. The softly
uttered 'I love you' had him breaking in his rhythm as surprise registered on
his face. Kakashi was not used to having people say that to him and his eyes
slowly slipped open and he looked down at his lover for a long serious moment.
That vulnerable look was back in Kakashi's eyes but the smile that tugged at
his lips was breathtakingly sweet as he leaned down to kiss Iruka with aching
tenderness. "…..I love you…." That breathless whisper crossed Iruka's
lips as Kakashi slid his arms around him and started to draw him up into his
lap so he could kiss the chuunin.

Iruka squeezed his eyes shut as he settled into Kakashi's
lap, the new position allowing Kakashi to penetrate even deeper. He whimpered
and wrapped his arms around Kakashi's neck as they kissed. He pulled back
enough to look at Kakashi with half-open eyes, full of shimmering, unshed
tears. He hoped Kakashi didn't end up worrying that something was wrong. He
thought that since the whole 'love' thing was fresh, and had obviously been
cause of stress for Kakashi earlier, it might still be a bit too potent to
throw around like that. But he didn't care. He'd have liked to chant it over
and over, but he wouldn't go that far.

Kakashi's breath had been reduced to quiet pants as his
hands fell to Iruka's hips for a moment to steady him as he waited for them
both to catch on to the rhythm of the other. The jounin's head fell to nestle
into the side of Iruka's neck as the new angle onto squeezed him tighter and
made it all but possible to form thoughts. His hand sought out Iruka's erection
once more and those shaking digits curled around the chuunin's blood-heavy
flesh and started to stroke him in time with Kakashi's movements.

Sweat clung to pale skin, the tiny droplets slowly starting
to bead and catch in the feather-soft fine hairs at the back of Kakashi's neck
and the musky scent of sex began to permeate the air as the sounds of their
lovemaking echoed in Kakashi's small room. There was the gasp and groans from
male throats and the creak of the bed coupled with the slap of bare skin to
bare skin as the pace grew faster and more and more out of control.
"I...ruk....a...." That choked off groan was heard in the chuunin's
ear as Kakashi's free arm wrapped around him in a tight band of corded muscles.

"Ka-kashi..." the younger man sobbed out, burying
his face in soft, silver hair. The stray tears that escaped his eyes were
likely indistinguishable from sweat. He dug his fingers into Kakashi's
sweat-slicked back, careful not to use his fingernails, though that would have
allowed him to get a better grip on the slippery skin. "So good..."
he hissed as he let his head fall back, the ends of his hair clinging slightly
to the sticky skin of his own back. He righted himself and looked down at
Kakashi, panting through his slightly open mouth and eyeing the jounin with a
look that suggested he could eat him alive. "You make me so happy..."
he sighed. "H-ahhh...Kakashi...so close..."

A soft hiss of sound could be heard as Kakashi continued to
stroke Iruka, his pace growing more and more erratic as his control on his lust
slipped farther and farther. He nipped the side of Iruka's throat in answer as
his lover ground out the words, but Kakashi found himself unable to even form
the words to warn Iruka he was nearing his own end as well and he continued to
grind his hips into the chuunin's as both men neared completion. The slender
lengths of Kakashi's hand slipped slickly down Iruka's back as he moved them to
first squeeze that tanned rear for a moment before moving down to lightly toy
with the other's balls as he tried to drive Iruka close and closer to his
orgasm. He wanted to see the look on the man's face as he reached completion
and Kakashi drew away enough to watch Iruka with heavily lidded, lust-filled
eyes. "Iruka…."

Iruka bit his lip as he stared into Kakashi's eyes as
steadily as he could, though he found himself forcing them open more than once
after they'd fluttered shut. His back arched as a direct strike to his prostate
combined with all the other sensations to push him over the edge. He sobbed and
whined as he gripped Kakashi's shoulders tightly. "Unnhhhh, Kakashi...oh...god...oh
god I love you," he whimpered, and virtually threw himself down one last
time onto Kakashi's rigid length. He wailed incoherently as his cock jerked and
spurted between them, very nearly painful after such a buildup. His entire body
quaked while he continued to ride Kakashi's thrusts.

The jounin found it hard to keep his own eyes open as well
as he fought to meet those lust-glazed brown orbs. Not that Kakashi's were any
clearer, for even the hawk-bright, blood-red gaze of the Sharingan eye was a
bit hazy with need as the pale flesh rubbed against honeyed gold. As Iruka
came, a soft grunt was the only sound Kakashi made when his lover's body
tightened about his own and he had to cling to Iruka for dear life as liquid
hot pleasure shot through him. That in itself was almost enough to send him
toppling over the edge because he'd been just as aroused and as wound up as
Iruka and all Kakashi could manage was a few more jerky thrusts into the other
before those pale fingers tightened on Iruka's rear and Kakashi came with a low
growl of completion.

Iruka sighed tiredly and slumped against Kakashi, draping
his arms over the jounin's shoulders and resting his face against his shoulder.
For long moments, the only sound he made was that of his panting breath
gradually slowing to something better suited to remaining conscious. Finally he
murmured, "That was amazing..." as he nuzzled Kakashi's shoulder.

Even Iruka could hear the furious thumping of Kakashi's
heart as the jounin's arms wrapped about his lover and he sagged into a
boneless pile of satiated tiredness on the bed. His softening cock remained in
his lover for a long moment as Kakashi clung to him, seeming to not even be
willing to break away from that slight contact as he hugged the dark-haired man
close and just let the world slowly stop spinning around him. "Thank you,
that was the best birthday present ever." A tired little kiss found
Iruka's ear as Kakashi's softly panting voice rose in the suddenly still air of
the apartment

Iruka smiled faintly and whispered, "You're
welcome." Then he leaned to the side, toppling them both over onto the
mattress in a tangle of limbs. "That didn't hurt or anything, did
it?" he chuckled, wiggling into a comfortable position.

He chuckled softly and raised a hand to stroke the side of
Iruka's face in a tender movement. "Give me a moment and I'll convince
myself it's worth moving." Kakashi grinned in a lazy manner and relaxed
into the suddenly cool feeling covers as his heated flesh slowly started to cool
down along with the quick beat of his heart.

"Don't worry about it, you don't have to move anytime
soon," Iruka said as he stifled a yawn. "I plan on falling asleep
right now anyway..." he mumbled.

"Mnnn you'll regret that later…" Kakashi muttered
and nuzzled at Iruka's cheek playfully as the tired lassitude of their orgasm
slowly drained the energy out of them. "So…next year can I convince you to
jump out of a cake?" This being said with a cheeky grin

Iruka laughed weakly. "I don't care, I'm not moving.
And...we'll have to see about a cake. I might come up with something better
before then. What are you going to do for my
birthday?"

"Well I saw this cutest schoolgirl outfit last time I
was in Tea Country." He joked with a playful grin and moved away from
Iruka long enough to grab the edge of his covers and pull it up over them in a
lazy attempt at making a bed for them.

Iruka curled up to Kakashi again as soon as he settled back
into the bed. "Somehow, I can see you in that. Mm, good night,
koibito."

Kakashi chuckled into Iruka's ear and wrapped his arms more
securely around his love with a soft whisper of silver hair. "Good night,
Iruka." He didn't quite have the balls to tell him 'I love you' twice in
one night so he settled for nuzzling the chuunin's neck and snuggling with him
with a happy smile on his face.

~end~
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