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I’m back on this site finally!
I’ve had a heart for fluff the last time, but I really made it with a new smexy story right in time for Iruka’s birthday today (May 26th). I’m planning to write two to three more sequels to this and turn it to a series of connected NC-17 stories with even a little plot in between the smex. Can’t say when the next part will be up though, but I’m already working on it.
But enough babbling now, onto my birthday present for Ruka!
Nayru

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Kiss What’s Yours
by nayru-kleinefee

“Ruka! Ruka, my angel, don’t be mad!”, Kakashi half shouts and half whispers at his lover walking briskly in front of him through the night to their apartment. “Ruka, it’s not-”

Iruka stops in his walk to turn around and direct a glare at him that makes the Jounin fall silent instantly. Then the Chuunin stomps to their apartment door without saying a word.

“Ruka…”, Kakashi starts again when his lover searches his pockets for the keys. “Please don’t be mad. You know it didn’t mean a thing, my angel, I-”

“Don’t”, Iruka hisses while he opens the door. “Don’t call me that!” He enters and moves to close the door behind himself, but Kakashi is able to slip his foot between door and frame in the last moment, so his lover just growls and walks further into the living room.

“But you love it when I call you that, my angel.” The Copy-nin grins. He’s found that out from a very angry Iruka some weeks ago when he tried to soothe his temper. ‘Darling’ didn’t work in his favour, neither did ‘honey’, ‘sugar’, ‘baby’ or ‘cutie’, and ‘muffin’ was simply disastrous, but ‘my angel’ – said more unintentionally and without thinking about it – has made his lover blush slightly and his eyes soften.

Iruka just sends another heated glare his way and turns his back towards him, then sheds his shoes and vest and sits down on their couch, arms crossed in front of his chest.

“Ruka, please.” Kakashi gets rid of his own shoes and vest and pulls his mask down before he follows his lover, sitting down in front of him on the low couch table. “Don’t be mad at me anymore.”

Iruka snorts and turns his head to the side, his chin up and his lower lip pursed angrily.

“My angel…” Kakashi feels his heart beat faster in his chest at the sight of his sulking lover. The man is beautiful, no matter if laughing, crying, sleeping, angry, sad, happy. Every time he looks at his lover, the Copy-nin can’t help but wonder what makes him deserve such a perfect angel fallen to earth. That thought has been the origin of his Chuunin’s pet name, too.

His lover throws a short, angry look at him, then turns his head away again.

“Ruka, just see it as a drunken joke”, Kakashi says but regrets it instantly when his Chuunin’s head snaps towards him suddenly.

“A joke?!”, Iruka hisses and glares angrily enough to probably send even Gai run in fear. “Do. You. See. Me. Laughing?!”

“Ruka, angel…” Kakashi leans forward and places his hands on his lover’s knees, rubbing in soft, soothing circles. “If I had known that you would react like this, I would have stopped it much earlier.”

“So it’s my fault?” His Chuunin’s voice is dangerously low now. “Do you think I’m overreacting?”

“No, Ruka.” Kakashi smiles at him. But sure his lover is overreacting a little, as always when something like this happens. And god, is the Chuunin hot when overreacting and pouting and sulking like this! “I just meant that if I had realised how much you disliked it, I would have told Genma to get lost instantly.”

“So?!”, Iruka hisses. “You would have? Who tells me that you didn’t enjoy it?”

Kakashi frowns slightly at the harsh tone. Now that accusation sounds as if his lover is really, really angry this time. Seems that he’s screwed up quite badly by at first going with the flow... The Copy-nin suppresses a grin. But that doesn’t mean that he doesn’t have a way to get out of this again.

“Ruka…”, Kakashi purrs and slowly stands up from the table. “How could I enjoy it? You’re the only one I enjoy touching me…” He approaches his lover and bends down, his hands on either side of his Chuunin’s head on the backrest of the couch.

“Didn’t look like it.” Iruka turns his head away again.

“But it’s true.” Kakashi lifts first his left, then his right knee onto the couch until he sits straddling his lover and facing him. “I only enjoy your hands on me…”

Iruka doesn’t turn towards him, but the Jounin sees his eyes dart into his direction once and hastily back again.

“Iruka…”, Kakashi purrs and leans his head forward to nuzzle his lover’s throat with his nose, then takes Iruka’s left hand and places it on his right upper thigh, moving it from hip to knee and back slowly. “This is what I want only you to do to me…”

“Then why did you let Genma do it?” Iruka’s head doesn’t move to face his lover.

“Just because I was surprised at first.” Kakashi nips at his lover’s neck softly, feeling him shiver. “I didn’t know he was drunk enough to try to make such a move on me.” He moves his hands to stroke over his Chuunin’s broad chest, then around him to his back, hoping that his lover will buy it and they can go on to much more pleasant thi-

“Drunk?!”, his lover hisses. “He wasn’t drunk at all, and we both know that. He was flirting with you.” He turns to face the Jounin and glares heatedly. “And you flirted back!”

Damn, he has a smart Chuunin. And a damn hot smart Chuunin.

“But Ruka…” Kakashi tries to kiss his lover but fails when Iruka turns away again swiftly. “I thought he was making fun at first and went with it a little. He knows that we’re together. I only realised that he wasn’t joking when he came too close for comfort suddenly.”

“You didn’t push him away”, Iruka accuses and turns his head a little, but then stops and turns away again. He again purses his lower lip angrily, and the Jounin feels himself shudder and the promising heat boil more insistently inside him at the sight.

“Only because I thought you wouldn’t want me to do what I felt like and throw him through the whole bar, my angel.” Kakashi slowly pushes at his Chuunin’s lower back to move his body towards him. “So I tried to get his hands off me without catching too much attention.” He breathes against his lover’s neck when he feels his groin connect with Iruka’s, but is more than a little disappointed when he doesn’t find any evidence of an arousal press against his already hardening member.

“You-” Iruka swallows. “You didn’t seem very insistent.”

“Just because you didn’t see me bend his fingers far enough to almost break them on his third try.” Kakashi kneads what he can reach of his Chuunin’s buttocks gently, wishing that there weren’t those damn pants in his way. God, Iruka could probably even stop a full-grown war just by walking over the battlefield naked, so why does he have to wear clothes at all?

“Sure.” His lover snorts.

“Don’t be mad anymore, my angel…” Kakashi grins and licks his lover’s earlobe before he sucks it into his mouth and chews softly on it. This is an absolutely sure way to arouse his lover, he knows that. There is no way Iruka will be able to resist this for long and no way those damn pants will stay on his lover’s body for long anymore.

“Ah!” His Chuunin takes in a sharp breath and his eyes screw shut, but still no sign of a reaction shows within his pants.

Kakashi frowns deeply, unseen by his lover. There is something wrong with this picture. Why isn’t Iruka reacting to him? He trails his hands towards his Chuunin’s crotch and strokes him through his pants, rubbing himself with the back of his hands.

“Gnh!” Iruka gasps and grits his teeth, but other than that nothing happens.

Kakashi frowns even deeper, concerned by now. This can’t be true! Why is his lover not getting aroused in the least? Doesn’t he find him attractive anymore? Has the incident with Genma erased his sexual appetite for the Copy-nin? But no, that can’t be it. If that was the case, his Chuunin wouldn’t be panting and shivering like he does, so why-

Kakashi grins when suddenly an idea hits him. Such a little minx he has…

“Iruka…”, he whispers into his lover’s ear before he licks the shell slowly. “Iruka, are you still mad at me?”

“Yes”, his Chuunin hisses, but it sounds a little breathless.

“But Iruka…”, Kakashi mock-whines. “I don’t want you to be mad at me… What can I do to apologise?” He strokes more forcefully and leans his head forward to kiss his lover, but Iruka turns his head further away.

“In your… dreams”, he growls through his gritted teeth and opens his eyes to glare angrily.

“In my dreams?” Kakashi grins devilishly. “Want me to tell you what I want to do in my dreams?” He licks his lover’s jaw, then whispers, “I better show you…”, before he slowly slides backwards from his Chuunin’s lap to the floor and spreads Iruka’s legs gently to move between them on his knees.

“Don’t you dare”, his lover growls and tries to close his legs again, but the Copy-nin holds them in place. “Kakashi!”

“Only if you forgive me. Will you?”, the Jounin asks and pulls his lover towards him until Iruka sits on the edge of the couch before he moves his hands to open his Chuunin’s pants.

“No! I-” Iruka gasps when the Jounin gently takes his limp member in his hand and ghosts his fingertips over the skin. “Stop it! I’m still-”

“Angry, I know.” Kakashi chuckles. “And even angry enough to use chakra to deny me to show you what I’m currently dreaming of. So mean, Iruka…” God, his Chuunin is an inventive little minx, and the Copy-nin gets harder and harder from his lover’s game.

“Don’t you dare to-”

“Oh, I dare, believe me.” Kakashi grins and leans forward. “Unless you seriously tell me to stop, there’s no way in hell I’ll not take extreme measures to show you what it is I’m dreaming of solely.”

“Extreme measures?” Iruka snorts. “I don’t thi- Aah!” He throws his head back when the Jounin takes his tip into his mouth and sucks gently.

Kakashi hums around his Chuunin and feels himself throb from the gasps, moans and whimpers that fall from his beloved Iruka’s lips. Additionally, the slight prickling of his lover’s chakra on his lips and tongue fuels his arousal even more until he finally, finally feels Iruka’s control snap and his member harden instantly in his mouth.

“Ready to forgive me now?”, Kakashi asks, blowing his breath over the moist, heated skin before him.

“B-bastard”, Iruka forces out. “Do you… think that… I’ll just-”

“No.” Kakashi smiles up at him before he licks him once again. “I don’t think that you’ll forgive me just for going down on you.” He smirks. “I know you, Iruka, you’re not cheap.”

“Then why-”

“Because you’ll forgive me if I show you what I failed to show everybody earlier.” The Jounin kisses his lover’s erection gently. “That I’m completely yours”, he whispers before he takes it in his mouth again.

“Kakashi!”, he hears Iruka shout, then feels hands in his hair, gripping tight, but they neither push his head down further nor try to pull him off.

Kakashi hums once again, making his Chuunin yell out, then he leans further down to take more of him in before he starts to suck gently, holding his lover’s bucking hips down with his hands. It doesn’t take long before Iruka is begging softly, incoherently, until he finally screams out the Copy-nin’s name and comes when the Jounin increases the force of his suction without warning.

Swallowing, Kakashi licks his lover one last time before he releases him from his mouth and moves to straddle his thighs again. He all but rips off his hitai-ate and lets his Sharingan eye memorise the sated, blissful look on his lover’s flushed face and the hazy glaze in his half-lidded eyes. His erection starts to throb more insistently at the sight, and he can’t help but moan softly before he leans forward and licks over his Chuunin’s slightly parted lips.

“Forgive me, my angel…”, Kakashi whispers. “It was wrong to try and tease you with Genma. I should have known it would make you mad. Please don’t be mad at me anymore…”

“In your… dreams…”, Iruka whispers back, and it makes Kakashi’s heart skip a beat in fright he really went too far and seriously screwed up this time, but then his lover murmurs, “But I forgive you…”

“So you forgive me but are still mad at me?”, Kakashi asks, grinning in deepest relief. “How’s that even possible?” He moves his head forward to kiss his Chuunin, but Iruka turns his face away.

“I forgive you for letting Genma touch you without throwing him through the whole bar like you should have done”, Iruka tells him and glares at him, but it isn’t as angry anymore as it was earlier. “But I’m still mad at you for being such a bastard and flirting with him.”

“So you mean that I won’t get any kiss from my angel?” Kakashi pouts. He hasn’t gotten a kiss from his lover for at least one hour by now, and he is feeling deprived already.

“No. And I don’t think it’s a kiss you want right now.” Iruka looks down at the bulge in the Jounin’s pants and arches an eyebrow.

“Then you’re wrong.” Kakashi becomes serious at once. “I will always want you to kiss me, even if that means that you won’t touch me. Because kisses mean love.”

His Chuunin looks at him, then blinks. “You bastard. But I’m still mad at you.” But the look in his eyes has softened immensely and he reaches out with his hand to give the hitai-ate back to the Jounin.

“Then I will have to try even harder to make it up to you.” Tying the band over his Sharingan, Kakashi grins lecherously before he wraps both his hands around his lover’s member again and kneads it gently. Inspired by his little minx’s earlier game, he carefully accumulates a little amount of chakra in his hands and lets it prickle on the skin.

“Kakashi!”, Iruka exclaims at that and throws his head back, then moves his body back on the couch but not enough to escape his lover’s hands.

Kakashi chuckles. “See how much I want you to not be mad at me anymore? Kiss me now?”

“N-no…”, Iruka forces through gritted teeth and pants while he slowly hardens in his lover’s grip again. “Bas… tard…”

“So mean…”, the Copy-nin breathes into his ear and strokes a little faster. “Kiss me, Iruka. And what about you afterwards do something else with those beautiful lips of yours?” God, he is aching by now, so hard is he. And the thought of his lover going down on him makes it even worse-better.

“Hn… c-can ask Gen- Ah!” Iruka gasps when Kakashi suddenly bites his earlobe hard, channelling chakra into his tongue and lips this time.

“Don’t”, the Jounin whispers. “The only name I want to hear from your lips is mine.” He grins. “But you’re a stubborn little angel today, aren’t you?” He doesn’t know anybody as stubborn, proud and determined as his lover. It is endearing, to say the least, even in this situation, and he wouldn’t want it in any other way.

Iruka doesn’t answer, just glares at him heatedly, but his breath is harsh and panting again already, and his face is flushed a deep red.

“So stubborn.” Kakashi laughs softly and nips his lover’s throat before he grins devilishly. “I guess I will have to entertain me myself then…” He slowly, teasingly straightens up on his Chuunin’s lap and removes his shirt and mask, then trails his fingertips over his pale chest.

Iruka’s eyes follow the Copy-nin’s hands down his body and he swallows hard but other than that doesn’t move.

“Mmmh...”, Kakashi sighs. “I wished I could feel your hands on me...” He suppresses a smirk. He knows that he will have to do more than just sighing and stripping his shirt to make his Chuunin lose control, and he isn’t entirely sure if he will be able to keep his own control for that long. But the look in his lover’s eyes while they trail over his pale skin is promising already.

“Do you know how good your hands feel on my skin?”, he whispers while he slowly moves his hands down his body to teasingly open the button of his pants, then the zipper inch by inch although his whole body screams to just rip the clothes off and then Iruka’s and then take his Chuunin and throw him onto the couch and-

Kakashi takes a deep breath, concealed as a low, husky sigh. “And your lips? Iruka, can you imagine your lips on me?” God, he longs to feel them.

Iruka swallows hard, then closes his eyes tight. Almost instantly, he gasps and opens them again only to have his gaze drawn downwards.

“Did you imagine it?” Kakashi leans forward and licks over his jaw, then bites him gently while he slowly pulls down the waistband of his pants and boxers as much as he can in his kneeling position. “Or did you imagine your tongue on my skin? And how it would taste?”

Iruka shakes his head, but his eyes stay glued to the Jounin’s crotch and the trail of silver hair visible over the waistband of his pants.

“You didn’t?” Kakashi laughs softly while he slides his right hand into his pants and frees his erection, stroking it slowly although his own hand isn’t at all what he wants now. “Well, I do. Want me to help your imagination?” He straightens up to stand in front of his lover, pushes his pants and boxers down and steps out of them and onto the couch above his Chuunin again, completely naked by now except for his headband.

Iruka swallows hard and lifts his left hand to stroke over the Jounin’s side gently, but then hastily yanks it back and digs his fingers into the couch.

“Iruka...”, Kakashi breathes into his ear, his skin screaming for more touch. “You want me, I know that... and I want you...” He grins. “Give me what I want...”

“You... I...” His Chuunin glares at him, panting harshly.

“I will give you a little more time to think about it.” Kakashi grins even wider. “Until then, I will entertain myself.” Still grinning, he bends backwards until his arched back almost touches his lover’s knees, then rummages through his discarded clothes on the floor, head upside down. When he feels the little tube he is searching for inside one of the pockets of his pants, he looks up at his Chuunin.

Iruka lets his eyes trail over the Jounin’s chest and stomach, his mouth slightly open. The Chuunin licks his lips slowly when his gaze comes to a rest on his lover’s erection, but then he bites his lower lip and closes his eyes again. Kakashi almost laughs at that but doesn’t have the breath for it. Resistance is futile, and they both know it. But that his lover still tries, makes all of it even more enjoyable.

“Iruka...” The Copy-nin pouts when his Chuunin looks into his eyes again. “Iruka, I can’t find it.” He lifts his hands until he can support his bent body with them on the couch table, back arched gracefully. “Hold me so I don’t fall?”, he asks. God, he longs so much for his lover’s hands on his skin by now. He is perfectly able to support himself like this, but he wants Iruka to touch him desperately.

“Just... just stop searching”, Iruka forces out. “You don’t-”

“I do.” Kakashi suppresses a grin and instead pouts more. He’s not as good and irresistible as his lover when doing this, but he knows that Iruka likes it enough. “And I will search for it more. I just have to turn around.”

“T-turn around?”, Iruka pants. “How-” He gasps when the Jounin lifts his right leg slowly from the couch, then over his head.

“Like this.” Kakashi’s grinning by now, he can’t help it. The look on his lover’s face is just too good. He slowly moves his leg over Iruka’s head and to his left side, then twists his body, hands still on the table and back bent. Finally, he lifts his left leg over his Chuunin’s lap again to straddle him, back towards his chest.

“Much better”, he declares, then bends down again to search his clothes, lifting his rear just a little bit.

Iruka gasps audibly, and then finally, finally, finally there are hands on the Jounin’s sides, pulling his body towards his lover’s. “You’re...”, he pants, “you’re...”

“Irresistible?”, Kakashi offers, grinning in victory, but then he yelps when his Chuunin suddenly bites his back over his left shoulder blade. And then the teeth travel over his back and to his neck, and a tongue joins them, and the Copy-nin can feel himself shudder and the grin being replaced with teeth worrying at his lower lip. God, how much he’s wished for this, has waited for this. And now he will strip his Chuunin and then bend him over the table and-

“Such a naughty Copy-nin you are”, Iruka tells him, and it’s the Teacher Voice, the one that is able to have Kakashi hard and wanting in no time, the one that promises nothing but screaming pleasure. And then there are hands, wonderful, warm, teasing hands on his skin and fingernails scratching over his inner upper thighs and hot breath on his neck, and the Jounin finds that he is forgetting that he’s planned to be the one teasing and finds that he can’t care less because they are Iruka’s hands, his lover’s hands, and he doesn’t care how they touch him as long as they just do.

“Lube”, Iruka demands breathlessly, and one of his hands comes in sight next to Kakashi’s face while the other ghosts fingertips over his arousal, barely touching, only torturing sweetly. “Now.”

“Yes...”, Kakashi moans and has to desperately try to get his thoughts together to remember where the tube is and then lean forward and down again to take it out of his pants. And it’s so cruel, so torturing, so painful almost because it forces him to leave his lover’s touch, to leave what he desires most, what he’s longing for so desperately by now. And he can’t remember what he wanted to do with his lover, can’t bring himself to care, can’t even think about what it could have been. “Please”, he whispers breathlessly, “please, Iruka...”

“God, you...”, Iruka growls into his ear, then bites the lobe. He all but grabs the lube from the Jounin’s hands, then pulls at his body to rub his rear against his lap forcefully.

Kakashi moans and throws his head back when his lover’s erection slides in the cleft between his buttocks and the Chuunin starts to thrust slowly. God, he’s wanted this so much, has wanted to feel his lover so desperately, to know that he is forgiven completely. “Iruka... Iruka, I want-”

“I know”, his lover growls, and then a warm hand wraps itself tightly around the Jounin’s throbbing erection and starts to stroke forcefully, and it is perfect and arousing, and Kakashi moans and pants and shivers. And then there are slick fingers on his rear, and he feels his body being lifted up from his Chuunin’s lap, and all he can do is stabilize himself with his hands on Iruka’s knees and whimper at the loss of contact to his lover’s groin.

“Iruka...”, he whispers between pants, “Iruka, please... please hurry...” He can’t take it anymore, it’s been alright while he’s been playing with his lover, while he’s been trying to make him react, but now that Iruka’s finally touching him, finally giving him what he wants, he can’t wait anymore, needs his Chuunin. “Please hurry...”

“Yes”, Iruka pants back, then pushes two fingers inside of him.

Kakashi groans at the penetration, then again when his lover rubs his prostate hard, and arches his back. And then Iruka leans forward and licks over the crook of his left shoulder, right where he’s bitten him once, and it makes the Jounin shiver violently. This is his one weakness, the sweet spot that always has him moaning and wanting and begging whenever Iruka touches or licks or bites him there. It’s his mark, no matter that the teeth wounds have disappeared completely already, it’s his mark, the sign marking him as Iruka’s forever.

“You like this, don’t you?”, his lover whispers into his ear before he nibbles the spot again and adds a third finger. “You’re quite sensitive here, aren’t you?”

“Y-yes”, Kakashi whispers back, unable to deny, unable to tease, to play anymore. He can hear himself whimper and pant and moan and even beg, but he can’t understand a word. And he can’t even bring himself to care because his lover is stretching him and rubbing him inside and outside, too, and it’s good, it’s perfect, and he’s not sure when he’s lost the control about this game, not sure when he’s been forced to stop teasing and start begging, but he doesn’t care as long as Iruka gives him what he wants, as long as Iruka touches his mark, claims him again.

And then his lover removes his fingers from within him and his hand from his erection, and Kakashi hears himself whimper again and thrusts his rear end back towards his lover desperately. He needs Iruka’s touch now, needs the Chuunin to touch him, lick him, bite him. He needs Iruka so desperately, just like he needs him always.

“Shh...”, he hears Iruka whisper into his ear, then feels hands on his waist, positioning him. “Slow...” And then Kakashi finally feels his lover’s hard member on his opening, and he pushes himself down, ignoring his Chuunin’s attempts to stop him, to slow him down because he’s past the point where he’s able to slow down, so far past it that he can’t care anymore, just longs for his lover inside him.

“Iruka...”, Kakashi pants breathlessly while he feels himself being stretched as much as he can bear. “Iruka... please...” He sighs when his lover’s groin finally touches his buttocks, when Iruka’s finally inside him completely. And it hurts a little, and there is strain, but it feels god, so good, to know that he’s all that his Chuunin wants, all that he desires, that Iruka would never do this with anybody but him, never.

“So... perfect...”, Iruka pants into his ear, then reaches out with one of his hands and grips his erection again to stroke him, slow but hard. “So perfect... Kakashi...” He uses his free arm to wrap it around the Jounin’s waist before he kisses along his spine.

“Iruka...”, Kakashi moans and starts to move, starts to ride his lover hard. He leans his body back slowly into his Chuunin’s chest, changing their angle, and then that’s it suddenly, so perfect, and he shouts in pleasure on every thrust, feeling his world already start to darken around him.

“So beautiful”, Iruka pants and moves his lips towards his neck. “So beautiful... I’ll never let... anybody else... see you like this...” And then he suddenly bites down on Kakashi’s left shoulder, on his sweet mark, just enough to leave red bruises, but it’s too much for the Jounin already. Arching his back forward, he feels his eyes screw shut and his senses scream, then he yells his Chuunin’s name and comes hard.

“Iruka...”, he whispers softly, “Iruka... Iruka...” He lets his body slump backwards exhaustedly to rest it against his lover’s chest, but gasps when he is suddenly lifted up, twisted and all but thrown onto the couch on his back. Snapping his eyes open, Kakashi catches sight of Iruka smirking down at him, kneeling between his thighs, still hard, before his Chuunin lifts his left leg onto the backrest of the couch and his right over his shoulder.

“Look at you”, Iruka whispers, and Kakashi shivers at the low, seductive voice. “Look at you... so beautiful... so docile...” And then he lifts his hand and slowly licks the Copy-nin’s semen off it, his gaze locked with his lover’s.

Kakashi moans softly at the sight, feeling his body shudder even more. This is the side of his lover that nobody but him knows, the seductive, dominant side of his Chuunin that is reserved for him and only for him. If Iruka wants, he could probably have anybody, seduce them just by showing this side of him, but he doesn’t want to, doesn’t want anybody but Kakashi, and Kakashi knows that and it never stops to arouse him to know.

“You’re too beautiful for your own good, looking like this”, Iruka whispers. “If you look like this, it always strengthens my determination to never let you go again.” He leans down to his lover, bending the Jounin’s body, and Kakashi lifts his head in hope for a kiss, but his lover angles his head in the last moment and instead licks over his jaw, his neck, the new bruise on his left shoulder.

“Please”, Kakashi whispers, only half aware that he does because pleasure and arousal once again wash over him, taking away his senses, “please, Iruka. Kiss me...”

“Would you like that?” He feels his Chuunin grin against his skin. “I know you love to kiss me, Kakashi. I love to kiss you, too. But I’m still so mad at you for misbehaving.” Then Iruka’s hands trail over the Jounin’s body, tracing invisible patterns, until they reach his hips and grip them tight.

“Please...”, Kakashi whispers again. He’s half-hard again already and longing for his lover to touch him. But that’s how Iruka affects him, the way his Chuunin arouses and fascinates and binds him like nobody else ever had and ever will.

Iruka doesn’t answer, just lifts his hips and positions himself again before he throws a quick glance at the Copy-nin’s face to confirm his consent, and it is just another sign of his love for Kakashi, so he slides his right leg down on his lover’s arm, hooks it around his back and pushes. Rewarding him with a little, loving smile and a quick kiss on his thigh, Iruka pushes gently until his tip moves in, then suddenly slams in hard, making Kakashi yell out in surprise and pleasure and harden instantly.

“Ka... kashi...”, Iruka grits out breathlessly, throwing his head back. “Tell me... say you’ll never... never again let...”

“I won’t”, Kakashi pants. “I will never again let... let anybody touch me like G-”

“Don’t!”, Iruka suddenly hisses fiercely and gives a hard, perfectly aimed thrust, making the Jounin shout again and see stars for a second. “Don’t say any name but mine!” He again thrusts into his lover hard, again hitting his prostate head on and sending sparkles shooting through him.

“Never, Iruka!”, Kakashi shouts on another thrust and reaches out his hands desperately to get a hold on his lover and draw him closer to kiss him. “I’m yours! Only yours!” He clenches his fingers in the air before his Chuunin’s still-clothed chest futilely and lets out a frustrated groan that turns into a breathy moan when Iruka thrusts again.

“Only. Mine. Mine”, Iruka tells him, accentuating every word with a hard thrust that sends the Copy-nin’s head spinning. “Only. Mine.” He grabs both of Kakashi’s hands out of the air with his right hand and leans forward until they’re over his head, moving his lover’s lower body up with the right leg still hooked over his elbow. Then the Chuunin grabs his straining erection with his left hand and strokes it hard before he lowers his head until his face is right in front of Kakashi’s, their lips almost touching.

“Iruka!”, Kakashi gasps. “Iru- Ah! Plea- please, I- Aah!” He tries to lift his head to kiss his lover, but every forceful thrust sends his mind deeper into reeling arousal and his body backwards on the couch. “Please, Iruka, I- hn! I wan- Ah! I want-”

“Kakashi!”, Iruka moans back and licks over his lips, and it’s another sensation adding to Kakashi’s arousal and driving him further towards his release, mingling with his lover’s thrusts, the sensation of the rough cloth of his pants scratching over the skin of the Jounin’s upper thighs and his breath washing over his face. He already feels his gaze get hazy and muscles twitch and jerk, but he’s not quite there, not quite, and-

And then Iruka suddenly claims his lips in a deep, hard, possessive kiss, and it’s what Kakashi has craved for all the time, what he has longed to feel finally, and it’s enough to send him falling, breaking, shuttering, and he cries out his lover’s name and comes hard. Feeling himself clench around his lover, he hears Iruka moan into the kiss and then feels a sudden warmth fill him while his Chuunin shudders in his arms, then slowly stills.

Gasping and panting hard, Kakashi at first can’t do anything but lie there, just lie there with Iruka above him, their lips still melted together. It’s perfect like this, perfect with just him and his Chuunin, and he already curses the moment it will have to end. So, when Iruka sighs softly and moves to lift his head, the Copy-nin just frees his hands and wraps his arms around his lover’s neck to hold him in place, refusing to end the kiss they still share.

“Kakashi…”, Iruka whispers against his lips, “so possessive suddenly?”

Kakashi doesn’t answer, just tightens his hold and slips his tongue back into his lover’s mouth to taste him once again. He will just refuse to talk, then Iruka will keep kissing him.

“I love you”, Iruka murmurs softly.

“I love you”, Kakashi whispers back, unable to hold his silence to these words.

“Never do something like that again, alright?”, his lover whispers, half a plea and half a demand.

“Never. I’m sorry, my angel.” Kakashi reluctantly lets him lift his head. “I’ll never again let anybody touch me in a way you don’t like.”

“I don’t like any way somebody else touches you.” Iruka sighs and places his head on the Jounin’s chest. “But I guess I have to live with some of them.”

“I’m sorry”, Kakashi repeats softly.

“But that doesn’t mean that I won’t kill Genma the next time I see him look at you funny”, Iruka growls into his chest, his breath tickling the Copy-nin’s skin.

“I’ll take care of that. I will just-”

“No, you won’t.” Iruka lifts his head and glares down at him. “I will find a way to make him understand, believe me.”

“Alright.” Kakashi nods, then grins. “I almost pity him.”

“Yeah? You should better keep all your pity for yourself.” Iruka smirks. “I’m not done with you yet.” He leans down and again claims the Jounin’s lips in a kiss full of desire, possessiveness and love, his hands stroking over the pale chest beneath him.

“Mmmh… my angel…”, Kakashi sighs, then gasps when he feels his lover shift slightly and he notices that his Chuunin’s already half-hard inside him again. “Now?”

“Objections?”, Iruka asks against his lips before his crushes their mouths together again.

“I thought we could at least take a shower in between.” That way, Kakashi could finally get his lover out of those cursed clothes he still wears.

“What about I take you in between a shower?”, Iruka offers, smirking again.

“Even better.” Kakashi grins and kisses his lover, and that Iruka lets him and kisses him back is all that will ever count for him.

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Hope you liked it. Next part soon and maybe even some other stories (I hope). Depends on how much time real life leaves me for this.
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