Complicated things | By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1082 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kakashi is not allowed to move, to help in the kitchen, to prepare food. He is not even allowed to do the dishes. He is only allowed to eat, drink and after that, when his head is heavy and his jawn visible even with his mask in place, he is allowed to move his ass up towards the bedroom.
“Teacher will be here in a few minutes. Don’t mind that. Sleep if needed.” Ibiki guides him towards the bed, pulls the covers back and moving aside.
Kakashi lies down and Ibiki places the covers over him. He stares at the Copy nin for a moment, with a small tug at his lips. “Comfortable?” he asks.
Kakashi finds himself nodding and closing his eyes. A pair of lips on his cheek makes him look again. He sees Ibiki’s full on smile, now. “Sleep well,” the Interrogator says.
Kakashi closes his eyes.
He opens them when a warm body joins him in bed. He turns to his side, reaching out for the body. He presumes it is Ibiki, but the frame in his arms is smaller somehow. The sound of laughter fill his ears, and he opens his eyes. It’s the teacher.
“Missed me?” Iruka asks.
Kakashi stares. The thoughts in his head tumble over each other. He can’t string them together in something he can understand.
Iruka smiles, leans down and softly kisses the top of his head. “Go back to sleep.”
Another body steps into the bed, behind Kakashi. Ibiki. And that name, that thought, the presence of that man near him, that makes Kakashi lose his will to sleep. He clears his throat and turns his head around, without loosening his grip on the teacher in front of him. “Are you, sleepy?” he asks. He doesn’t know if it is a good question, but his mind can not come up with anything better at the moment. Talk about genius.
No, his body is interested in something else. And if he doesn’t act on it, perhaps he will never dare to act on it.
“Not very tired. Why?” Ibiki’s voice is low and strong and that makes Kakashi’s body even more alert.
This is it. Right? The perfect moment. They are all in the same bed together, and awake, an important detail and he… He shakes his head, pulls one hand back from Iruka and turns around. “I haven’t got my good night kiss yet,” he whispers. Which is not completely true, because Ibiki did kiss his cheek and stuff. He clenches a fist, moves his free hand up and grabs his mask near his nose. “So I was wondering if you could give it to me.” He pulls the mask down.
The room is dark and there is not much to see, not from his face.
“Sure.”
Ibiki moves. He places a hand on Kakashi’s chest and leans over him. His face comes near, and panic rises in Kakashi’s chest. Not for long, for Ibiki’s lips are soft, warm and safe.
Kakashi whimpers when the lips leave him. He moves his hand up, towards Ibiki’s neck, and pull him back. He hungrily attacks Ibiki’s lips, roughly, yes, before pulling him in even closer and exploring his cheek, neck. He moves himself in a sitting position and moves down Ibiki’s body. Over his chest, still clothed.
Ibiki does the same, moving his hand, kissing where he is able to kiss. Iruka is also moving, almost in sync, with them.
It doesn’t take long for all three of them to be naked. Still covered by the covers on the bed. But there are hands touching naked chest, now. Caressing bare buttocks. Lips are trailing over arms, stomachs, chest and backs.
Kakashi loses himself. A hand touches his cock, his hard cock, and he doesn’t even think. His own hand grabs and arm, pulling the owner of that arm even closer. He finds himself moaning. He finds himself moving without thought.
When a question is asked, ‘do you want to be fucked in you ass?’, his brain finds the energy to provide him with an answer. He says yes to that, just as he answers positively to Iruka’s question, if he wants to fuck the teacher.
A finger slips in between his ass cheeks. Slick, cold, just a bit. He hisses, but relaxes and when more fingers are added, a spot in his ass is touched and he almost loses it. Ibiki is gentle, building it in a calming manner. And then he is turned, on his side. A cock enters his ass. His cock enters an ass.
And they move. In rhythm, as one. He moans, yells, perhaps even screams. He doesn’t know. He doesn’t think. He feels, he touches, he reaches and tenses up. He bites down on his own lip, drawing blood, but not caring
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