Weird week | By : Akaatje Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2745 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Good morning." Iruka opens the door of Ibiki's office and walks inside. His arms are filled with papers, all meant for the Head of Interrogation. It blocks his view and gave him a hard time walking towards Ibiki's office. What made it even harder were the remains of the party that was held in this building last Saturday. Iruka over his shoulder and sighs.
Anko sure has a lot of cleaning up to do. Iruka could only hope that the Head of Interrogation wasn't going to be to hard on her. The lady had planned the party to celebrate her birthday, or so he heard. She hadn't celebrated her birthday in years, so he was wondering why she had celebrated it this year. But seeing her leave with Gai and happily spending the Sunday with the green cladded man solved a lot of mysteries.
Iruka smiles and walks over to the desk. He can't see where he is going, but knowing Morino Ibiki, or at least his reputation, the room is clean and there is nothing the teacher can trip over. He hits the desk with his hip and lays the papers down. "I am sorry for intruding, Morino-sama." He says with closed eyes and a bow.
There is no response.
Iruka opens his eyes.
Ibiki is leaning backwards in his chair with his eyes closed. His vest is open and reveals that the man is not wearing anything underneath it.
Iruka blinks and puts his hands on the table. He leans forwards and glances down Ibiki's body. The man is still wearing pants. But they hang really low and show of the V-shape down his abdomen. On his left leg lies a single gray hair.
Iruka licks his lips and blinks again. The man is sexy. And the man is sound asleep.
Iruka grabs the papers from the desk and walks back to the door. He opens it slightly and with a kick of his foot he closes the door loudly.
The man in the chair wakes up and moves the chair.
"Good morning!" Iruka says. The loudness of his own voice makes him cringe. He takes large steps towards the desk and places the papers down again. "I was send here by the Hokage, to give you these." He looks up at Ibiki and smiles with his eyes closed. "I am lucky that you are early." He opens his eyes.
Ibiki is leaning forwards, his hands together in front of his face, the fingers touching his nose. He nods and with one hand he grabs the stack. "Thank you, Umino-san." He says. He takes a look at the first paper, his eyes scanning the words.
"No problem, Morino-sama." Iruka bows. Should he take another peek at the man's chest? It was good looking, drool worthy. He straightens his back and scratches the back of his head. "Is there anything that you need to get to the Mission Room? I would gladly take it for you, since I am headed that way." He takes a peek at the chest of the man in front of him. There are scars covering it, but the sheer absence of hair and the broadness of it make him want to lick it. His cheeks heat up and he glances down towards Morino's hands.
The Head of Interrogation glances up and locks eyes with him. "Not at the moment." He says. "Perhaps later this day." He turns his face towards the papers again. "But I will bring them myself. Thank you Umino-san."
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Ibiki stares at the papers in front of him. If it wasn't for the loudly closed door, he wouldn't have woken up. He glances down towards his clothes and notices his shirt is missing. His cheeks burn and he closes his vest. He always thought that Umino-san was the quiet type, walking softly and slowly into any office. For the man to shut the door loudly, with a bang and to speak so loud as well, something must be amiss with him. Or perhaps, the teacher had a really good weekend and was still celebrating that.
Any way, it was lucky that the man came barging in like that. Ibiki doesn't want to look weak in any way. To no one, not even a co worker. People might think there was an intruder.
He blinks and stares at the papers again. The last thing he remembers is lying on top of this desk, with that unknown Shinobi ravaging his body. A hot mouth onto his penis, a hand moving up and down, a chuckle. Nothing. What happened after that?
For Umino-san to bring in paper work, is must be Monday. Not Sunday, the Mission Room is closed at Sunday. So it must be Monday. Ibiki gets up from his chair. If it is Monday, he slept through a whole day. That can't be right.
Not that he missed much. Usually, on a Sunday, he trains. Or he cleans his house. Not that there is much to clean. His house isn't filled with a lot of books of other nicknacks. He snorts. But sleeping through a whole day is strange. He stares down at his hands. Should he seek medical care? He shakes his head. He is feeling fine, isn't he.
He sits back down again and grabs the papers. Work comes first. At least he is not late for it. He feels fine and is already at the office, there is nothing he should be worrying about.
He feels fine.
He swallows and looks down. He feels fine. He strands straight and stretches his back. There is no ache in his butt. He blushes at the thought. There is no pain in his arms from the jutsu that made him stunned. There is no head-ache either. He frowns and moves his hand over his knee. Even that part of his body isn't hurting or protesting. Usually is does a little, like a nagging voice in the back of his head.
He sits down slowly and moves his hands all over his body. His chest feels fine, like his arms and hands. His legs are good, like both his knees and his feet. It tingles a bit and his gut feels warm. He moves his toes, all alright and in place.
Whoever was with him, that person really made him relieve all of the tension in his body.
Ibiki blinks. His cheeks are hot and he shakes his head. There is no way anybody could do that easily. That is not from one night. It can't be.
He swallows and forces himself to look at the paperwork again. Work first, worry later. Perhaps he should drop by Tsunade.
Iruka nods and bows again. "Thank you for your hard work, Morino-sama." He turns around and walks towards the door.
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