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I Will Make You Want Me.	By : vettech91 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Kakashi/Iruka Views: 4857 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-I Will Make You Want Me.
- 2-What Lies Beneath
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Hello again! First of all I would like to thank all of you wonderful readers for leaving your comments and thoughts for me as I know it has been an incredibly long time since my first post.

I must be honest, his was a total complete $*#& to write. I never expected it to take THREE years year to write the second part of this one-shot. This was quite a challenge to write in the sense that my belief is that semi non-con is so much more difficult to write than con. This is a very VERY rough draft, it's not something I want to really spend any more time perfecting, as I have the belief that if you have to force out a written piece of literature it is going to be utter CRAP. I actually almost ditched it completely and let the first chapter stand on it's own. I will say that this chapter was a tad bit forced, and it does show. But I think I will let all you splendid readers tell me that.

Standard disclaimers apply. This is unbetaed-as I know no one who would do it for me, so bare with me with the grammatical errors please. This is a NC-17/R/if you are not of a mature mind do not read material.

WARNING: This is a yaoi fiction. This means that there will be bums being plundered, ball sacks a swingin' and a heck of a lot of phallic symbols. If this is not your cup of sake please refrain from reading and get your head checked because there is clearly something wrong with it. In translation if that is not clear as day to you, absolutely NO flames please. Also, the material in this fiction may contain but is not limited to all of the following: conflicting religious viewpoints, non-consensual intimacy, graphic violence, mature adult themes, homosexual/heterosexual implications, etc.

Chapter 2/2 - What Lies Beneath...

"I will make you want it."

The sentence hung thick in the air like a poisonous cloud.

Unconcentual molestation. One sided intimacy. However you spun it, it came down to one word.

Rape.

The brown haired nin swallowed thickly as his brain struggled to comprehend the words that fell off of the jounins tongue like silk. As he stared into the glittering mismatched eyes before him his thoughts turned exceptionally dark. He needed to flee. But what then? Report to the Hokage? If he even got that far that is...

Iruka returned from his dark thoughts by a warm tongue trailing up his neck leaving a searing feeling of heat in its wake. The offending appendage continued its path vertically until it was met with the chuunins ear where a pair of teeth sharply nipped at his lobe. The adrenaline in Iruka's system was not doing him any favors at the moment and every touch, every twitch of his offenders hips was magnified, sending thrills throughout all of his nerve endings.

"Do you want it yet, sensei? Or should I prove my point further?"

Hounds lips brushed sensuously against the teachers ear with every syllable as hot tendrils of air cascaded down his neck. Not waiting for a response the devilish tongue returned, tracing the shell of his ear in slow languid strokes.

The sensei released a whimper against his will and silently cursed himself when he felt his captors manhood throb against his stomach in response. The younger man bit his lip to keep his thoughts centered, tasting blood in his mouth as a small warm trickle trailed down his chin, small crimson droplets collecting in the pocket of his left collarbone. Focus on the pain, he lamented. Irukas self control was limitless despite his often volatile temper. How else could one work with pre-genins on a daily basis and still retain some semblance of sanity? He just needed to get away, take some long steady breaths that were not contaminated with the smell of the older nin. Now. A plan. He was rather adept at those. If he could just focus enough...

Iruka's mind worked frantically but stilled to a halt when he felt the jounins body stiffen and the hand buried in his hair tighten to an unbearable degree. He could hear the older nin taking several small breaths of air in and out through his nose in rapid succession.

"Ka...Kakas-?"

He was cut off as a snarl emanated from the copy nins throat and all at once the hand on the back of his head released and twisted itself to grab his wrist and Hounds body was flush against him. The treacherous tongue returned, lapping at Iruka's chin feverishly with unsteady sloppy pressure. Iruka then realized that a slow grinding of the silver haired nins hips had started and with every forward rock the jounins thigh came in contact with his sex. Iruka found himself opening his mouth in a gasp at the unexpected if not erotic gestures.

"I can smell it on you. Do you know…that you smell like blood and sex, little dolphin? The delicious fear coming off of you in waves, the anger that is seething just below the surface, and ah yes...The desire..." Hound bit out the horse words in between suckling at the bite wound on Iruka's lip, lapping the remnants of the blood slowly oozing out of the abused flesh.

Iruka was rapidly heading towards panic mode in his mind. Even now his body was responding, betraying him, every lap of that sinful tongue against his skin was sending a thrill of fear though him. Under no circumstance in this situation did he conceive that he would actually have to forcibly stop this from physically affecting him. The thought itself was rather daunting, considering that these actions forced upon him were wholly unconcentual. Iruka was reminded of a proverb he once heard: A holy man is a man of deity. However, a holy man is still a man, and as such is wiser to the ways of the wicked but no less a mortal in the eyes of the ethereal. Much to his shame Iruka felt that those words could not have rang truer.

"Stop talking l-like that Kakashi, please."

The brunette struggled to block the terribly accurate words from penetrating his ears and joining his growing desire in more unmentionable places. A flash of a hand and a harsh thunk was heard in the deadly quiet room, chocolate eyes followed the path of the sound. The hait-tai glinted in the moonlight the edge stuck into his drywall, blue cloth swaying, cold dead and lifeless. The silver haired nin let out a short bark of a laugh, forming words with pure malice in his voice, a despicable grin marring his otherwise handsome features. The jounin stilled his hips and tongue and pulled back slightly to align his eyes with his prey.

"Know this now, there is no Kakashi here. There is only Hound. And you will do well to remember that, chuunin. Besides sensei, other parts of your.. .shall we say anatomy, seem to be responding quite well to my advances."

At the utterance of these venomous words Iruka felt a hand that was decidedly not his own travel down his chest towards the center of his now growing shame. A sharp squeeze slammed all of the breath out of the younger nins lungs. Brown eyes fled to safety behind thick lashes and the tan body made an involuntary struggle unto which even its owner did not understand the meaning of. When the pressure of the copy nins firm hand released him he dared to open his eyes. The quick flash of sharp canines that greeted him gave away to a sneer was both beautiful and decidedly chilling in nature.

"How long has it been, sensei? A week? Two? Months?"

Iruka watched. Watched as his captor brought that accusing appendage to his mouth and used his teeth to slowly draw at the cloth encasing his hand and drop it unceremoniously onto his chest. The whole charade took exceedingly longer than it should have. Mocking him with every movement. Slowly with the grace of a predator the clothed hand on his wrists switched with the now unclothed one. He was then forced to watch when the sinful act repeated itself yet again. Tug. Slip. Pull. Slide. After what seemed like an eternity the glove joined its mate on his chest with a muted plop. The gesture in itself was wholly mesmerizing and an undeniably intentionally erotic display.

Earthy eyes, glazed with morbid fascination watched closely when a lone pale finger ghosted down to rest gently upon his jugular, feeling the erratic ebb and flow of the life force barely contained within. For a moment the shallow breaths that accompanied the unsteady rhythm ceased and then continued as the digit travelled further down.

"I wonder. I wonder quite a lot, sensei. I wonder...do you desire pleasure-" The finger paused at a tan marbled nipple, teasing, first around the border and then ghosting softly over the raised pebble in the center. Hound could feel the tendons in his preys restrained wrist spread taunt and this excited him. It excited him deeply.

"-or pain?" Five trails of fire raked down Iruka's taunt stomach succeeding in authorizing an involuntary bowing of his back beneath the couch. A startled sound between a shout and a cry erupted from his lips. Hips met in delicious friction. Hound let out a sharp hiss at the new stimulation to his throbbing loins. Taking this moment to further seize a new reaction out of his plaything the jounin craned his neck to lick the remnants of the drying blood out of the pocket of Iruka's collar bone. His dolphin was so sweet. He made a mental note to taste more of that sweet nectar after more amusing activities commenced.

Hounds body stilled. Completely. Ah...This is unexpected, Hound contemplated. And so soon. What an interesting development.

Iruka was rubbing on him. Like a feline. While the hand that held the chuunins wrist did not relent in the slightest with its iron grip the other had retreated to bracing the older nins weight upon the spine of the couch thus allowing Iruka a bit more freedom with his lower extremities. And utilizing them he was. Thrusting in small circles Iruka's sex met the now hardened steel of his elder. Slowly, the circles became bigger and more rapid. At every meeting of their straining cocks the little minx below him let out a hiss.

"You are quite the conundrum are you not, little dolphin? Look at me." The command came out as a growl, one that had barely contained restraint laced within a velvet casing. When the desired effect was not achieved Hound leaned in closer mindful that the stimulation to his throbbing cock was now borderline feverish in its intensity and speed. A quiet snarl graced his face when he found that Iruka had his eyes shut, ignoring his command completely. Well this certainly would not do.

"Look. At. Me." Hand retreating from the spine of the couch grasped his chuunins chin so tightly his pale fingers were almost stark white.

"No."

No sooner was the phrase leaving the teachers mouth that everything and seemingly nothing happened. Iruka braced himself knowing that this was going to smart. A hell of a lot. Bringing his head forward with a speed that was purely adrenaline he connected with flesh. Not the expected satisfying crunch he was hoping for but a much more solid impact was made. His body was instinctually already making the calculated adjustments. A knee made contact with more flesh, this time using the existing push from his cranial assault to further push the other man far enough away that he could quickly duck and roll. Success. Iruka's fingers flew into the signs necessary to utilize the transportation jutsu. Anywhere but here. Enough time where he could get to the Hokage.

And then for a quick moment there was nothing but black. And then pain. He gave a short grunt as his already abused head made contact with another surface. Judging by the sound and the give of the offending surface, his living room wall no doubt. Quickly adopting a defensive crouch against the wall, Iruka idly wonders when he decided to unholster a kunai. No matter. This made things a tad less hopeless. Then he heard it. It was a low chuckle. And it was coming from right beside him. He had barely enough time to turn his head before a painful thumb and index finger digging into sensitive pressure points released the kunai from his left hand. Attempting to sweep his leg out to unbalance Hound resulted in another chuckle. A knee met his chest and for the third time that night Iruka's vision swam. Leaving him gasping in large gulps of air he only vaguely comprehended the hand on the back of his neck forcing from his knees to his feet.

Leaning heavy against the wall Iruka couldn't see the expression on Hounds face. All he could see was silver hair hanging half hazardly over the older nins face. A small line of red glistening down a sharp cheekbone. He watched, mesmerized as the crimson droplets fell from Hounds chin in a steady drip. He was so still. He seemed not to even breathe as Iruka's vision slowly cleared itself. Then the rich baritone chuckle began again, louder this time.

"That was very foolish, Iruka. To tempt me like that..."

Hound leaned forward tilting his head so that the trickle of moonlight caught his face. Iruka took a small second to gauge the nin in front of him. Taking in the blood that was leaking from a large gash above the cerulean eye, the ruby one all the while spinning wildly without restraint just like the master whom it belonged to. The silver hair that was hanging chaotically at all angles over his angular face. The fury in those eyes was all consuming as was the need to control and the urge to dominate.

Ever so slowly Hound closed the distance between the two. Wet. Wet, licking strokes of a tongue. Hound was licking him. Licking his blood. This realization hit Iruka hard. His mind was already fragmented. It was as if he was an animal.

When the cool hand shot into his pants he was ill prepared. Even more so when the hand was gentle and teasing, not harsh and demanding. Nimble fingers traced around the base of his flaccid member then down below to his balls, carefully rolling them before tracing back up and ghosting along his tip. The shiver that crawled up Iruka's spine was not one entirely of repulsion much to his discontent. Discontent was putting it mildly. Responding to this monsters actions was all but too easy when an acute concussion raged in his brain. Much against his will he found himself thrusting slightly in time to the teasing touches.

Hound watched with knowing eyes lapping up every sigh and moan that came out of his chuunins lips. He was sure that his prize did not even know that he was making such scandalous noises. He savored the taste in his mouth as his hand continued to bring Iruka to full attention. A silent deadly smile graced the lips of the predator before his teasing touches became full gropes. His own member throbbed painfully at the harsh intake of breath that resulted when he grasped the teacher fully and started a slow pace, using his own precum as lubrication. In one quickly calculated motion Iruka's pants were in a pool at his feet. At that instant lips met lips. The taste of metal and lust.

Different then the last, the tongues battled. Teeth clicked. A moan. A growl. The fist around Iruka's cock tightened almost to a painful amount. Hound was so very lucky. He had found a wolf in a sheep's clothing. Gazing upon how wanton his little pet was becoming over hand stimulation no less was testing his patience and his ability to stick to the original intention. To take. To ravage. To claim. To own.

Tightening his grip on the head before him Hound released Iruka's sex and forced the brunette to his knees. Gazing down at the younger man in such a vulnerable position, legs spread open, cock standing at attention, mouth parted, smelling of lust and blood, it was almost enough to make him lose himself right then. Ah. There it is. The realization. This is about to get far more interesting.

Brown eyes flashed a deadly anger and surprise, even as his erection dripped with unfulfilled need. Hound held his hand steadfast and jerked the head attached to it sharply forcing the captives head to come in to contact with his own need, smearing precome delicately across Iruka's cheek.

"Suck it."

It wasn't a request. It was a demand. An order.

Defiant eyes and pursed lips stared back at him.

"Suck it. Now. I will not tell you again."

Hound watched with deadly intently as the sharp blade of the discarded kunai traced along tanned skin. He watched as the understanding seeped through. Understanding. Not submission. Hn. He would rectify that at a later date. Anticipation made his cock twitch as those soft lips parted and hot tendrils of air touched his aching shaft. His hand tightened in the chocolate tresses urging and very impatient. A pink tongue darted out to sample a string of precum off of his tip. With a snarl he could wait no longer. Pushing his length into those lips past the resistance into heat. Hot, molten heat. Watching as his cock was swallowed to the hilt had his teeth clenching painfully, a long hiss escaping in between.

"That's it…Take it. All of it."

Relishing in the feeling of choking and gagging of the younger man around his cock for a moment longer he finally pulled back slightly allowing the younger man a brief reprieve. Those brown orbs seemed twice the size when they were glittering with unshed tears. Beautiful.

"Move."

Hound growled as the tongue around his cock swirled and stroked. Starting at the middle of his shaft and working to the tip where it finally dipped into his slit to greedily steal away the salty pearls. After a moment the brunette moved his head taking more of the pale length into his mouth, applying a steady suction motion as he did so.

"My...You are..such a cockslut. You enjoy this...don't you? I can see it, sensei." The words were laced with a toxic possessiveness bit out between growls and snarls of lust. And then Iruka was roughly pushed off a confused look on his flushed face.

"Put your fingers in your mouth. Nice and wet." Hounds gaze bore into Iruka like a thousand hot pokers on his skin. Slowly he raised his hand to his mouth and took his fingers in, one by one sucking them in the same manner as the copy nin.

"That's enough. Again." Holding his now very angry cock to Iruka's lips he pushed past his lips with no resistance.

"Fuck yourself for me, chuunin." Hound watched as one of the slick digits rounded Iruka's ass and slowly slipped inside, offering a moan around his hard length.

"More fingers...Don't play coy; I know you have done this before." He watched as another finger disappeared into Iruka. Watched as they twisted and crooked until just the right. Hound tensed as a low long hum shot straight through his cock and into his balls.

"Do you fuck yourself when you're alone? Do you imagine a cock pounding inside of you on your desk at the academy? Or perhaps the mission room? Do you imagine screaming to Konoha as you come, screaming what a dirty little cockslut you are?"

Iruka's humming became louder as he mercilessly hit his prostate with wild abandon. Hound was close as well. He could feel it. This was the moment he wanted. This moment he needed. He ruthlessly gripped his chuunins head with both hands thrusting into the hot mouth, a dark dangerous curl to his mouth.

"This is what you wanted, wasn't it? When you challenged him in front of all those elite jounin and the Hokage himself? You wanted him to fuck you hard, didn't you? Well too bad my little dolphin...You got me instead. You are mine. Now come for me."

In that moment Iruka jerked and spasmed and white ribbons shot forth between Hounds legs onto the floor.

Pulling out of Irukas mouth quickly, Hound replaced the tongue with his hand, milking himself to completion. A long snarl left the pale ones lips as heated strands of pearly white fluid graced the face and hair of the younger nin.

"Fuck yes..."

He let a slow content smile creep unto his face as he tucked himself away and smoothed his uniform. Looking down at Iruka. He would not even meet his eyes, knees were brought up to the chest and a slow shake of the shoulders had started. This was only the beginning. He knew that the spark would return. It always returned. And he would be there when it happened. He would always be there, because Iruka was his. His pet. His chuunin. And himself? He was a part of Kakashi and that would never change.

A few moments passed in utter silence. Finally the brunette lifted his head, lips swollen and eyes glittering with emotion that was best described as unknown.

"What is it that you want from me, you ignorant, self-absorbed prick?" Iruka all but shouted at the living statue in front of him. The form levitated a few inches before drawing a kunai and crouching into the standard defensive posture. A few seconds passed with nothing but Iruka's harsh breaths. Then the older nin tentatively crept forward, focusing on him with one lone blue eye.

"Iruka?"

BUM BUM BUM. So who else figured it out? Someone has to catch it?Poor poor Iruka. Yeah. I'm thinking that's it. Fin. Finnito. Bam! Done. This was way too hard to write, where as the first one just kind of wrote itself. I would love to continue this storyline into something more interesting (see: intercourse) but I just have absolutely no dice left.
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